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The Samoan Dynasty: The Greatest Wrestling Family 👑☝🏾🩸

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Exyblr Dashboard Simulator based on what I personally see on sportsblr:

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how many bro jobs do you think it took before riko moriyama and kevin day realized that uh.....maybe this wasn't just a bro thing

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how many times do they have to come out and say they're like brothers before you freakos stop shipping them

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????? do i know u

#it's a tumblr post about two exy players that you'lll never meet in your life it really isn't that deep

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ngl that newest fox is kinda 👀

#psu lb #exy lb

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The NARRATIVE that kevin day and neil josten have........son of exy! scouting the rookie-est of rookies from fuck knows arizona........no listen you dont GET IT winning is EVERYTHING TO KEVIN and he would risk it on the foxes? And NEIL? who has only played exy for a year! NEIL Gets his attention!!!!! And hes good and he's getting better every game and he keeps bitching about kevin's ex on live tv BUT WAIT!???? NOT QUITE WHAT YOU EXPECT! Bc then neil shows up with a number on his cheek BECAUSE WELL it turns out they've known each other since they were KIDS! how is everyone not insane w me THEY'RE LITERALLY PERFECT

#where r my fellow njkd truthers #how r u all not here with me this isnt even the start #kevneil #210 #psu #njkd

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every smiley blonde striker (jeremy knox) needs a brunette wet cat emotional support backliner (jean moreau)

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HE'S NEVER BEEN????? SKIIING???? KEVIN WHAT DOES THAT MEAN ?????? KEVIN PLEASE

#i i'm going insane i will literally die if someone doesn't explain this to me HE'S NEVER BEEN SKIING?!!!!

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🧚 goalie-stan

oh....i'm feeling so weak......it'd sure be nice to have a big strong goalie (renee walker) hold me up (renee if you're free on tuesday i am also free on tuesday.........on tuesday this tuesday, any tuesday?)

#literally passing out just thinking about her holding me don't call don't text i'm busy

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feeling normal

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'exy is a stupid name for a sport' have you considered that a) i don't care and b) it's named that solely so i can make sex jokes about it

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And? God forbid women do anything

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Kevin Day - A Study

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Ceo!abby coming home after a day of hard work🙏🏻

Reciprocated Love

Outline: Everybody wants/has a job, but hates the stress that comes with it. Thank-fucking-god Abby has her stress reliever at home waiting, all prettied up, just for her.

Word Count: 407

Warnings: FLUFF + Mentions of past relationships (A) + OTHERWISE JUST PURE GAY :D (Sigh…i love lesbians)

Imagining Ceo!Abby coming back from an exasperating day of work. Hearing her assistant nagging about her deadline to signing off on deals. Upcoming meetings that she can’t even comprehend anymore. And don’t get her started on the incompetent dunces she has to call employees. Just thinking about it right now brought the beginnings of a migraine.

She’s rubbing her eyes as she walks through the front door, ripping her keys off from the lock and shutting the door behind her with her foot. The pressure on the sides of her head are the first stages of hell.

“Abby?”

There it was, the painkillers to her pain. Your sweet as honey voice. Her eyes snap open as a smile immediately adorns her face. There you are, walking out of your shared bedroom with a concerned look painted on your face.

“Migraine?” you inquired.

A sigh escapes Abby’s lips—one, she didn’t know she was holding, “Yeah—fucking migraines.” She shakes her head with a huff.

A light chuckle can be heard from you, “Alright, lemme get the Tylenol.”

It was heartwarming to know how much you care for her. It made her feel appreciated since her whole life was so chaotic, and so she never really had the time for relationships. And when she did, it was always her that gave, gave, gave! Never once received. Received, the one thing she yearned for.

Reciprocated love.

Maybe that’s why watching you go to the kitchen to grab painkillers for her was the best thing to watch happen. Yes, it was the bare minimum, but to her, it was everything. You showed that you care for her, not her wealth or status, her.

Now the longer she waited around, the tighter the pressure around Abby’s head grew. Squeezing her eyes shut again, groaning at the discomfort while bringing her hand up to her head to try and smooth the ache. The familiar sound of pills rattling grabbed her attention, causing her to open her eyes again.

In front of her were two white pills in the palm of your hand, “Here, and go take a shower. I’ll be in bed with the humidifier on.”

A smile shines on her face, “With the lavender oil?”

Another chuckle escapes your lip, “yes—with the lavender oil.” you confirm with a nod and smile.

Abby nods and walks off, but not before kissing your cheek. Showing appreciation to the best girl in the world.

You.

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may 25: makeover | @wolfstarmicrofic | word count: 407

It hadn’t been long since Sirius’s escape, and even less since he'd moved back into the flat. “I need a haircut,” he declared one day, so softly that Remus might have missed it if he wasn’t growing accustomed to this quiet, skittish version of Sirius. 

“Would you like me to do it?” Remus asked politely as he cleared the dishes. 

Something— panic, maybe— briefly flickered across Sirius’s face, but it was gone in an instant and he nodded.  

Sirius perched on the edge of the bathtub. Remus stood behind him, holding the shears. He was still tall and willowy as ever, but twelve years had been good to him, and it was without that old air of awkwardness that he leaned down. He had grown into his skin; it seemed Sirius had grown out of his. He hunched over now, and his skin had taken on a pallor that made his usually fair complexion only look sickly. And then, of course, was his hair, limp and stringy as if was perpetually damp. 

All of it made Remus want to hold him very tight and never let go. 

“How much off?” 

Sirius tugged a lock of hair over his shoulder and pinched it at different lengths before settling on a point just beneath his shoulder. “Here,” he said. It was how he used to wear it, Remus noticed instantly. 

It should have made him sad. It should have made him mourn the twelve years they lost, or curse the betrayal that made it so. And it did, deep down, but it was smothered by relief. This was a step towards normalcy— or at least a new normal, because things couldn’t go back to the way they were, but Remus supposed that didn’t sound so bad. Slow mornings and careful haircuts in their old bathroom sounded wonderful, actually.

When he was done, he gave Sirius a once-over, confirming that both sides of his hair were the same length. He nodded once in satisfaction, then hesitated. Now what? He flexed his hands that hung awkwardly at his sides. 

Sirius surprised him by wrapping his arms around his middle. Remus stood stiff as a board for a moment before he slowly, tentatively, held Sirius right back. He raked his fingers through his hair— already much lighter, the curls more defined— and exhaled. 

“Figure we should wash it next,” Remus murmured against his head, and Sirius hummed in agreement, so they did. 

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Unwanted: Chapter 13, Uncomfortable - Pt. 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, manipulation, broken promises, final straws.

Word Count: 407

Previously On...: Sam reveals his suspicious that Rhodey's injury might not have been the result of bad intel; Bucky promises to take you Upstate to make up for the celebratory dinner that you feel Carthage ruined. But what are his promises really worth anymore.

A/N: I am sorry for this entire chapter.

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917!

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Unfortunately, the weekend away didn’t materialize. Bucky got a call in the early hours of the morning— Jade was in the med bay with a panic attack and was asking for him. 

“Bucky,” you begged, literally begged. “Please, don’t go.”

He sighed as he pulled on a pair of sweats. “I’ve got to, baby. She’s got no one else, and she feels like the whole Tower’s against her right now.” Well, that was because the whole Tower was against her, and if Sam was correct in his theory, rightly so. What did he expect?

“If you go,” you said, sitting up and holding the sheets to your bare chest, “I bet you every dollar in my swear jar that she’s just fine when you get there, but the second you try to leave, the ‘panic attack’ will start right up again.” Bucky frowned at you as he pulled a tee shirt over his head.

“Pocket,” he began, but you started talking over him.

“We’re supposed to leave in a few hours. I’m telling you right now that she’s going to suck up your entire day, and this make up celebration you promised me, to make up for her ruining my celebration dinner, mind you, isn’t going to happen.”

“I just can’t, in good conscience, leave her to suffer by herself, Pocket,” he said, and you could see the struggle on his face, hear the conflict in his voice. “You asked me to think of Steve in situations like this, and I’d want you to be there for him if he really needed you.”

“But she doesn’t need you, Bucky,” you said, voice now raised. “It’s a manipulation tactic, and you’re falling for it!”

“Forgive me for wanting to believe people are better than that.” Bucky reached the door, twisting the handle open. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, and we’ll head Upstate. I promise.”

“Every time you walk out that door for her,” you said, your voice sad, “you’re increasing the chances that one day, it’ll be locked to you when you come back.”

“Are you… threatening to break up with me for offering support to a friend?” he asked warily.

“No, Bucky,” you said as you rolled over, turning away from him. “I’m warning you of what’s going to happen if you keep putting her first.”

You heard him sigh, and the door closed. You didn’t need to turn around to know that he’d left.

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Kinktober Day 22: Bondage- Victor Creed

Summary: You and Victor have fun with some rope and a little game

Word count: 1, 407

Tension began to form in your body as the position the ropes forced you into began to hurt. You tried not to squirm too much as Victor circled you. He has a devilish smirk on his face as he could see and smell how desperate you were for him. Your eyes were covered by a blind fold and a gag in your mouth. Though you couldn’t see him, you could hear his heavy boot steps.

Suddenly his steps came to a halt as you heard a chair being scraped across the floor. Next came the sound of his heavy body taking it’s place on the chair. Suddenly you shuddered with arousal as the knuckle of one of his clawed fingers grazed the length of your soaked pussy.

“You’re so desperate for me, aren’t kitten? Just want me to fuck you’d already.” He taunted you, the speed of his finger never increasing.

You can’t help but let out a desperate muffled moan at his action and words, your sounds making him chuckle darkly.

“Look so pretty tied up for me. I know you’ve been trying to be a good girl, trying to stay still for me, but I love when you squirm. Come on, kitten, squirm for me, try to break free.” He ordered, loving to see just how weak and submissive you could be in comparison to him.

Wanting to be good and follow his orders, you began to move your bond body, twisting and pulling where you could. Both you and Victor knew that it was hopeless and that your weak squirming wouldn’t do anything to the strong rope or the expert way they had been tied. You made sure to huff and moan out in your play attempt of escape, knowing he loved it when you played into the fantasy.

Your display making him moan out, knowing he was aroused by your bound struggle. Once you started pushing your ass and pussy out and towards him in your performance you heard his zipper being drawn and the sound of skin being worked. From the way he moaned and grunted you could tell he was touching himself, getting off to your struggle.

His movements stopped as he chuckled, now moving to sit in front of you on your shared bed. Removing your blindfold you can now see him shirtless in nothing but his boxers, a darker patch in the front, no doubt from his pre cum.

You made sure to give him begging eyes and wiggled a bit more as his palm held your cheek and his clawed thumb grazed your jutted lip. You knew he loved how you played along with his fantasy, tying you up and you both acting as captive and captor. He loved the game and you loved the way he fucked you from it.

“Such a pretty little fawn and you’re all mine. No escape for you, little one. Can’t wait to fuck your tight little pussy.” He tells you with malicious sweetness.

Playing along you begin to struggle even harder, trying hard to beg through your gag.

“Ah-ah-ah, no begging, kitten. You’re gonna take my cock and you’re gonna like it.” He growls as he pulls your hair harshly, forcing your head back.

He lightly slaps the side of your face and you try not to moan, wanting to stay in this little fantasy. Though Victor was a dangerous man and sometimes both of your kinks could get a bit dark, he never actually likes hitting you hard, even if you beg him to.

“Gonna take your gag off now and you’re gonna be a good girl and not scream.” He warns, his eyes becoming dark as his hand wraps around your throat.

With the gag now removed you take in a deep breath and really start to play along.

“Please sir, please let me go, I won’t tell anymore. Please don’t fuck me, I’m still a virgin. Please.” You falsely beg, both of you loving the layers you add to this game.

“Oh fuck I love a virgin pussy. Gonna be all nice and fresh for me. It’s gonna hurt too and I won’t be gentle. I’ll have you screaming from my cock, little one.” He taunts you, his hand back around your throat, slightly tighter this time.

Whimpering, you roll your eyes to the back of your head, loving the way his power turns you on.

“Maybe you’ll like that. Want to get fucked by daddy’s big cock? Be his good little girl.” His taunts continued as his hand reached over you to toy with your clit.

You couldn’t help the moan that escaped as his finger finally made contact with your throbbing clit. He’d been teasing you this whole time and to finally feel him touch where you needed him most was breathtaking. Desperate and loud moans escaped as your bond form pushed into his fingers, desperately trying to get more friction.

“Oh you are a dirty little girl, kitten. Just want to be touched so badly. Everyone thinks you’re a good little girl but we both know better don’t we?” His voice making you start to reach your peak even faster.

“No, no, no. I am a goood giirl. Aaahh. Pleeeaasse.” You managed to moan out, wanting to play along but unable to stop your body from reacting to how good it felt.

“Yeh you’re gonna be good at taking my cock.” He laughs as his fingers retract and he gives your sensitive pussy a light slap, making a loud yelp leave your body.

Quickly he removes his underwear and takes his spot behind you, lightly grazing the head of his cock along your folds.

“You ready for daddy’s cock, kitten?” He asks as his large head makes its way to your entrance.

“No please, youll hurt me. I can’t take your cock.” You falsely plead, your hips thrusting towards his body giving you away.

Chuckling he leans his body over yours, his hot breath tickling your neck as he whispers into your ear.

“Scream as loud as you need to, little one. No one will hear you out here.” He falsely taunts, knowing that it was more of a reassurance to you.

Straightening up once again he roughly grabs onto your hips as he thrusts in all the way, his large size causing you the scream out in pleasure and a little pain. You were no virgin but with Victors size it still caused a little pain sometimes.

He wasted no time in picking up the pace and starting to fuck you rough and hard. You couldn’t help the loud moans and screams as he filled you up, his harsh thrusts forcing you further into the bed each time.

“This is daddy’s pussy now, kitten. Ruining your little virgin fucking pussy for anyone else. You belong to me now!” He declares, accentuating his point with harsh thrusts.

The sounds that leave your mouth are nothing less than pornographic as he thrusts into you harder and harder. It didn’t take long before you could feel yourself reaching your peak, the familiar warm tingling feeling starting to build up once again.

“Are you gonna cum on daddy’s cock? I feel your pussy grabbing me, kitten. Come on then, milk daddy’s cock, make him cum deep inside you.” He encouraged, one hand leaving your hip to reach down and rub your clit.

With the added pressure on your clit, it all became too much. You let out a deep scream as your bound body shook and wakes with your orgasm running through your body.

As your body shuddered, Victors grip on you intensified as he gave you a few more harsh thrusts before he let out a loud moan, cumming deep inside you.

Both you a Victor stayed that way for a while as you both started to catch your breaths. Gently he pulls himself out of you, all traces of his roughness gone.

With a clean wet cloth he cleaned you off, gently as to not hurt you. Next came your ropes, kissing your sweet skin each time a piece of rope was removed, telling you how well you did between each kiss.

Once you were fully free from your bounds, Victor laid you down gently on the bed.

“I’m gonna run a bath for you, sweetheart. I’ll be back in just a moment. Did so well for me.” He gently coo’s as he kisses your temple.

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Bakugou has been dead for 407 days and counting since August 2nd 2022

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Day 4: Blood Sweat & Tears // Object Set #1

Set includes:

⋆ Sulainey's Period Supply Stuff Pack, converted from TS4

⋆ ATS2 Cold Misery Hot Water Bottle, recolored in Poppet's Back to Basics palette

Link, swatch and more info under the cut ♡

Hey! The song name I picked for this today is a typical period situation. But worry not, your sims can now have some comfort with this set of handy thingies! They're all purely decorative, though, but it's the thought that counts.

I've been feeling like there's not nearly enough menstrual products for simmies in TS2 so I kept thinking that I should learn to make objects and convert something. Wasn't until ages after that I randomly stumbled upon Sulainey's set and fell in love. It's really cute! That's how I converted my first object ever - a box. And a bunch of other stuff afterwards.

I thought that it would be a good addition to the set to make some hot water bottle recolors, because I'd never seen any at all and I think this is a very cool thing to own. Don't use a Pepsi bottle filled with hot water like I used to and let your sims get the real thing and live happily. Especially since it comes in cute Poppet colors (as well as a couple accidental new shades made with the same actions).

Everything is compressed and comes with descriptions. I also made a tiny edit to the ATS2 mesh, making the thumbnail appear slightly bigger than the original so that it's easier to pick a color. Hope everything works well in your game and you enjoy it!

Credits: Sulainey and Around The Sims 2 for their creations, JinxxSims for the amazing object conversion tutorial, PineappleForest for the thumbnail tutorial and many other incredibly useful tips, Poppet for the color actions.

☁ Object list

Menstrual cup - 1067 poly (lowered from 6386), 256x256 textures, 5 colors

Menstrual cup box - 12 poly, 512x512 textures, 2 colors

Pad - 884 poly (lowered from 8657), 128x128 textures, 5 colors

Pad box - 12 poly, 512x512 textures, 6 colors

Pad dispenser - 12 poly, 1024x1024 textures, 5 colors x 2 versions; wall object

Simdol (painkiller box) - 12 poly, 512x512, 2 colors

Tampon - 560 poly (lowered from 7094), 128x128 textures, 4 colors

Tampon box - 12 poly, 512x512 textures, 5 colors

Tampon (wrapped) - 407 poly (lowered from 9726), 256x256 textures, 5 colors

All objects are decorative and can be found under Plumbing/Miscellaneous.

Also included:

Collection file for the Sulainey Period Supply Stuff Pack

Mesh edit of ATS2 Hot Water Bottle + 22 recolors in 256x256 textures, found under Decorative/Miscellaneous

☁ Download

SFS | Mediafire

☁ Swatch

⋆ Sulainey Period Supply Stuff Pack: Individual items. Pictured: pads, tampons (wrapped & unwrapped), menstrual cups

⋆ Sulainey Period Supply Stuff Pack: Boxes. Pictured: pad boxes (back left), menstrual cup boxes (back right), tampon boxes (front left), Simdol (front right)

⋆ Sulainey Period Supply Stuff Pack: Pad dispenser. Comes in 5 colors (as seen below), with Simlish text or with no text.

⋆ ATS2 Hot Water Bottle. You can easily pick any color you like by the file name. This swatch features all of the colors in the alphabetical order (left to right, top to bottom).

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Ineffable May 2024: 4/31 → Day 4: "Disaster Puppy"

Summary: Crowley is trying — he really is — but nothing feels like it's good enough for his angel.

Rated: G/T for 2 English slang cuss words

Word count: 407

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The Samoan Dynasty 👑☝🏾🩸

#Repost @wwe

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From Yokozuna and @therock to @romanreigns and @solosikoa, this move and its variations run through the Anoa'i dynasty. #AAPIMonth

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secret milan meetings

pairing. jeonghan x oc

word count. 874

date set. late-september 2023

warnings. foul language, pda 🤢, room service #i hate ordering it, fluff, alcholism #no graphic detail, do they smash..? #sexual undertones #late night talking more like late night pillow talking am i right guys..?

an. babe wake up new jeongmi drabble from svtminji on tumblr just dropped. what do you mean it’s been posted? i swear they just posted it

follow up instagram post. 9/27/23

headlines were all important when you’re in the entertainment industry, especially when you’re in a male-dominated group. mizuki always knew that and she had always managed to appear strong in the times she had to do solo activities. in a country without her members and her fiancé, not understanding or knowing the language spoken, and with fans everywhere, she could barely leave the country with a stable piece of mind.

having to leave her home country for a fashion week was pretty difficult as well, though having her members a few countries away, or hours, was easy enough to handle. mizuki would never admit it but she had some serious attachment issues with her members. she headed to her first place of comfort, her hotel room. the walk to her hotel room wasn’t far from the market place and she had her manager with her at all times, so it wasn’t much of a hassle. with the occasional fan-greeting and stopping by stores, her days were filled with fun. upon arriving at the hotel, she couldn’t help but look around the hotel stores placed inside of it.

“ah mizuki, we should start heading to the hotel room. it’s getting quite late and crowded, so it’s best for us to head back to safety.” her manager pulled her aside from the store, motioning towards the path.

“hm? oh right, we should start heading up. did you manage to get the hotel room key? i think i left it there since we were in a rush; though i should check my bag,” mizuki replied and scanned through her bag, “nope, didn’t pack it. i swear i did.”

the manager took one look at her conflicted state and smiled, “i have it, don’t worry. it’s been a heavy week so i took at chance on obtaining the key today.” the manager took it out of her pockets and used a swiping motion towards the female idol.

the female idol sighed. what would she really do without her manager? “thank you unnie~~ i’ll make sure to repay you with room service~~” mizuki said as she expressed her regards. though soon stopped with the sudden laughter of her manager. mizuki, not wanting to look like drunks, quickly rushed her and her manager into the elevator.

“sorry,” her manager muttered, “i just realized there’s a present for you at your hotel room. it was delivered by room service i believe.”

mizuki stared at the elevator numbers going up, what was the present? could it be something from prada or could it be food that her manager could have ordered before arriving? her thinking was cut short due to a small push. the female idol turned to her manager, who motioned to the open elevator door. the pair made their way towards mizuki’s hotel room in the dim-lighted hallway.

“they could have recorded the stanley hotel here.. it’s so fucking scary.”

“they could’ve if ‘stanley’ wasn’t in the name of the movie.”

room 407. they were here and mizuki placed her key card inside the hatch. the door beeped and the room was dark. she turned to her manager, “did you want to come in or are you not wanting that offer of room service?”

“oh don’t worry, i appreciate the offer but i think you’ll like this room service better.” her manager pointed to the empty room and turned on the lights.

in the room standing still was jeonghan. no sentences or thoughts were said or processed, only the word “jeonghan” came out of mizuki’s lips. like any cliché romantic movie, she ran up into his arms and hugged him tightly, to which he greatly accepted it.

“woah there, didn’t think you missed me that much, huh? bet you couldn’t live without me.” jeonghan told her as he brushed the messy hair from her face. the questions were answered with a slight pout from her face as she pulled away.

“of course i missed you. did you seriously think i wouldn’t miss my favorite person in the world? do you even take me seriously? actually, i think you do because why else would you want to book a flight to it-” mizuki replied to his questions with more questions but was soon cut short.

jeonghan knew if he stayed quiet for another ten seconds it would lead to nothingness and he did the best thing in that situation, a kiss. the kiss was short but it did manage to stop the rambling coming from mizuki. she sighed and muttered, “i really did miss you and i hope you know that.”

“i know, how about i make it up to you? we could order ro-”

the sudden cut-off from mizuki was another kiss. he was stuck in place and began to pout. “so now you decide to kiss me at the wrong time. i was actually thinking of ordering some italian cuisine.”

“ay amore mio, we know that we won’t order room service. let’s drink some vintage wine and have some late night talking.”

“wouldn’t we still have to order room service for the wine?”

“i bought some at some winery. i did some wine tasting and this was the best one.”

“well, i’m fine with any you like, mon amor.”

you guys are getting FED with the jeongmi content. this is actually just a jeongmi fan account. can you tell i want a jeonghan in my life.. this is actually jeongmi btw

svtminji est. 2023

[footballerimaginess]

Pumpkin Carving

Footballer Imaginess Does Halloween for a halloween request, can i request Julián Alvarez with seeing who can carve a better pumpkin? Julian Alvarez requested by: @ghwoticz Word Count: 407 "So I got us these" you lugged your bags onto the top of the kitchen counter as you pulled out two large pumpkins. "How did you get these home?" he laughed as Julian picked the pumpkin up.

"I dunno, my strength is so good that may be why" you teased as you handed him a knife as you set up a challenge. "So let's carve a pumpkin, so what we say. The best person wins right?" Julian asked. "Well who is going to say who votes? Unless we post on social media, but don't say who's who" you laughed. "I love that idea, right here is the knife or whatever you want to use if you need to scoop it out" he asked as he handed it to you. "Thank you Ju, right you are on. Shall I set up a half an hour timer?" you asked him as you placed your phone down as you set the timer. "Course, sounds great" he smiled. "1, 2, 3" you shouted as you started to cut the pumpkin open as you had absolutely no clue what you wanted to do for the pumpkin. "Shit" you muttered as Julian glanced across expecting something to have happened. "Nothing, just nicked my finger" you laughed as you ignored the pain as you saw that you had only a few minutes left of the challenge. It was looking awful, you tried to take a sneak peek of Jules pumpkin but he could see you looking straight at it. You were interrupted by the timer going off. "Oh well that looks awful" you laughed as Julian grinned straight at you as he took another look back at his. "Yeah mine looks way better than yours does" Julian smirked as he posted a picture and wanted to put the poll up and see who wins" he laughed as he knew it would be him. "You can wipe that smug smile off of that face of yours, nobody says you'll be winning. Maybe they can feel sorry for me" you laughed. "Hmm I doubt it babe" he laughed as you tidied everything up. - A day had passed and the results were in. "Hmm, seems they felt sorry for you" he laughed as he showed you the result. "Aww well, that is great. See I knew they would feel sorry for me" you smirked as you gently tapped his face. "Don't be so disappointed" you teased him.

[mamuzzy-creates-stuff]

FICLETS

I started a Mini-Series of "We are all broken here". Nothing grand, a collection of ficlets, it's more like vibes, conversations between characters, and maybe a little bit of channeling of overwhelming feelings into fiction in a safe way.

So far I have 3 ficlets, but I haven't uplodaded them here on tumblr despite most of them were already on AO3 for a while.

WARNING! All fics contains topics of mental illnesses and the emphasis is on the illness part. Meaning, a raw depiction how characters are talking about suicide and self-harm without narrative-moralization. NO DORA THE EXPLORER TO HOLD YOUR HAND.

Make sure you have AO3 account, because they are locked. 🔒

I hate that you are alone when you do it

Republic Commando Characters: Ordo Skirata & Mereel Skirata Gen fic, whump, hurt/comfort Word count: 246 CW: Self-harm, self-harm ideation Ordo is helping to tend Mereel's cuts.

Selfish

Republic Commando Characters: Prudii Skirata & Kom'rk Skirata Gen fic, hurt/comfort Word count: 348 CW: Suicide ideation Prudii can't sleep and usually makes it Kom'rk's problem.

Knife Game

Republic Commando Characters: Kal Skirata & Null Cadets Gen fic, whump, hurt/comfort Word count: 407 CW: Self-harm, self-harm ideation, suicide ideation This is the accompanying fic for that art I drew few days ago One of the reason Kal came off from excessive drinking is teaching an entire company of children this game while drunk as in the guise of "Agility exercise". In one way, teaching them that silly song made them laugh and when he messed up, the boys collectively lost their mind and Kal lived for every moment of seeing his children laughing. On the other hand...

[deanwithscissors]

Until The Next Endeavour

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Word Count: 407

Warnings: Themes of sex, but not explicit, bittersweet love, angst for dean leaving in the morning

Summary: Dean’s passing through town and never fails to leave his mark

A/N: short and sweet, little thoughts of dean<3 *all mistakes are mine* feedback is appreciated, but be kind<3

His famished eyes devoured every inch of her silky skin as the golden hour glow illuminated her ethereal soul and exposed her heaving chest while she gasped for air to fill her struggling lungs.

The curves of her Greek Goddess sculpted body moved like liquid mercury, their bodies tangled, hearts folding into one and limbs falling into the contours of one another.

Saliva pooled in his mouth like the fountain of youth as the glorious green grass and luscious rainbow of unfathomable flowers created the Garden of Eden as the backdrop to their love.

Her muscles rippled with waves of tedious pleasure that pulled her further and further towards a sinful act, temptation threatening to decimate her ticket to heaven.

But she didn’t care. One night in heaven with him was worth a lifetime of torture in hell.

He was going to kill her, just to bring her back and then do it all over again.

Like Frankenstein, he was obsessed with his mission, unforgiving and relentless in his actions as he strove to revive her.

He was a drug and she was addicted.

He was the lamb and she was the slaughter.

She swallowed and devoured the pleasure that poured out of his soul, lapping up every ounce to give her a new lease of life: He was the only thing in her existence that could light her soul on fire, scare away the demons in the attic to the left and bring colour into her world.

Their heat and lust scorched the sheets as their bodies tossed and rolled like waves lapping at the shore on the hottest summers day.

Their love shook the walls, rocked the world and melded their lust into a wash of bliss.

Despite knowing he’d be leaving in the morning, she lulled in the joy of this explosive intimacy, fully aware it would repeat multiple times throughout the night until dawn approached and stole the love of her life once more.

Whenever Dean Winchester swung by, she knew she was in for a good night. It didn’t happen often, but she forever welcomed it.

And despite being painfully conscious that she’d be left with nothing but a hole in her heart and a pit of despair when he left, her heart still gushed when he gave his final wave from the Impala, a gleeful boyish grin plastered across his face with his brother by his side.

Until the next endeavour, Dean.

[kaviary-blog]

The Art of the Draw

Phleb!Seb, unspecified reader

Modern AU

Indulgent drabble of Sebastian as a phlebotomist.

Idea comes from my day job and some of my fellow Gauntlets. Thanks @pluviowriting and @marketfreshfics for helping motivate me to push this out!

Word Count: 407

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“Alright, go ahead and pump that hand for me a couple of times.” Obediently, the patient opened and closed their fist until told to relax.

Gloved fingers poking at their arm, looking for the telltale trampoline feel of a vein.

Once located Sebastian grabbed his alcohol wipe, wiping the area clean. “Good. Now you’re gonna feel a little poke.”

Pulling at the skin under the poke site, anchoring the vein. His dominant hand braced the straight needle and he quickly stuck the needle into the patients arm. Feeling the subtle pop of the needle finding home within the vein.

Popping the vacutainer into the hub. A perfect stream of blood shot into the tube, starting to fill it up and the desired speed.

Sebastian smirked. His favorite thing is when the blood streams into the tube like that. Audibly filling the tube, like a favorite song coming onto the radio.

Pulling the tourniquet off the patients bicep, a satisfying release of tension. Removing the full vacutainer, grabbing a piece of gauze in readiness to pull the needle out.

Quick removal and applying pressure immediately after.

“Feeling okay?” Sebastian glanced up at the patients face, carefully looking for any sign of syncope.

They answered in the affirmative and Sebastian looked down at his watch, minding the exact time and keeping it in his forefront thoughts.

Keeping pressure applied to the puncture site, grabbing the coban wrap and carefully applying it around the arm, keeping the gauze in place and enough pressure to stop any more potential bleeding.

He smiled and made eye contact with the patient. “Alright. I just need you to do one more thing for me than you’re all set.”

Standing up straight, he walked over to the counter where he had placed the lab order and the stickers. Quickly jotting down the time on one of the labels, he turned back around and showed the sheet to the patient.

“Is your name spelled correctly?”

Nod

“Birthday right?”

Another nod

“Awesome. Then you are all set.” He set the labels back down on the counter, careful to time and initial each label as the patient stood up and gathered their things. “Cool. You’re just gonna go out that door and then to the left.”

Pointing the directions with a smile on his face and exchanging thanks with the departing.

Finishing up labeling his tubes, Sebastian returned to the back lab to put the test orders in.