#BB and the Broken Toys

[ghost-mafia]

two edits. Beatriss Bixby Harp (38), the PNW's infamous machine-free tattooist-turned-musician rides public transportation alone to visit her 67 year old mother, Dee, on her birthday. Olympia, Wa., November 20th, 2023. shot by @bad-bedtimestory

[crees-a]

There he is! Meet Star!Balloon Boy✨ (inspired by Balloon World minigame)

✨BONUS FACTS✨

- He doesn’t have a voice box, all of his phrases are pre-recorded, he just uses the ones that fit the situation

- His eyes glow in the dark because he also serves as a night light for kids that are afraid to sleep without light

- He doesn’t like when kids treat him like a toy to paint and cover with glitters, but can't do anything about it because he is too slow to run away and hide

- In the game, he would turn off the generators while Moon is chasing a player (I do think it would be too hard though). In Ruin, he is broken and used for parts, but you can save him by giving him a coin. Then, BB would play one of his recorded lines. Rebooted Eclipse would hear it and take care of his little assistant later

[elizabethsnuts]

Winterwidow daughter accidently broke her arm and is fussy because of the cast she has to wear, one of her uncle (idk who, go wild bb) decided to show some sympathy and wear a fake cast so she won't feel lonely😔😔😔😔

Cast Buddies

WinterWidow x Daughter!Reader

Summary: You aren’t enjoying your cast at all but your Uncle Steve is there to make you feel better.

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The recent addition to your wardrobe was not the most comfortable one, a bright pink, itchy, annoying cast, a consequence of playing a bit too rough with Peter. Natasha had been beside herself with worry, but you, despite the discomfort, seemed to be taking it in stride, though you were noticeably more fussy than usual.

Bucky, ever the protective father, had taken it upon himself to carry you more than he normally did, to which Natasha had to remind him that it was your arm that was broken and not your legs but he seemed to ignore the reminders. Nat always resourceful, had decorated the cast with stickers of butterflies and stars, trying to make it seem less intimidating for you. Despite their efforts, you still seemed upset by the whole ordeal.

One afternoon, Natasha was trying to coax you into taking a nap, which you blatantly refused since who wants to take a nap when they could be playing?

“Mama no nap! My arm hurt! It sooooo itchy!” You whined and wriggled out of Nat’s arms, you stomped your foot on the ground trying to make a point. “No nap! No nap!”

Natasha sighed and gave in, she knew you wouldn’t sleep anyway. “Alright fine, cranky pants. You better be nice to Mama for the rest of the week now.” Natasha smirked.

Natasha carried you into the Avengers Lounge where most of the Avengers were just doing their own thing. You looked to the side to see your Uncle Steve playing with one of your toys, obviously trying to get your attention. You saw the bright pink cast on his arms and you dropped your stuffed giraffe.

“Uncle Steve!” You shouted excitedly, jumping over to him and looking at his arm. “You got boo-boo toooooo!” You squealed excitedly.

"Hey there, kiddo," Steve said, crouching down to your level. "We are cast buddies now! See?” He smiled and put his fake cast next to your real cast.

"We are twins now!" You giggled, your excitement was too much to contain. “Look, Daddy! Look, Daddy!” You couldn’t help but jump up and down in pure excitement and joyfulness.

Bucky turned towards you and Steve and smiled. “Wow, you guys are just like each other now!” He laughed.

You nodded eagerly. “Just like meee!” You cheered and picked up your sticker sheet, putting a bunch of random stickers on Steve’s ‘cast’. “So pretty.” You smiled.

Bucky and Natasha exchanged amused glances as Steve played along, pretending to examine his "injury" with exaggerated seriousness. You seemed to forget all about your own discomfort, focusing instead on your new game of matching casts with your favorite uncle.

For the duration of the time you had to wear your cast, whenever you felt down about your cast, Uncle Steve was there with his fake one, ready to show you that you weren't alone. Natasha and Bucky watched you and your uncle bond over your shared "injuries," they knew your Uncle Steve would always be there for you.

[tom-whore-dleston]

for the event how about snooze with steven grant <3333 they just fit so perfectly together !!

Snooze

Pairing: Steven Grant x f. reader

Word Count: 1.5k

This fic contains: fluff, neighbors to lovers, insomnia, meet cute scenario, confessions, kissing, corny play on lyrics of Snooze

Summary: You are the main constant that helps combat Steven’s insomnia. This night, things are a little bit different.

Notes: omg Sil you are so right about how Snooze is Steven-coded!! Thank you bb for the request and I hope you enjoy 🥰🫶🏽 Thank you to @potatothots for beta reading and sharing your insight 🩷

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Steven glared at the blue squares of his Rubik's Cube. It had been the third time he solved the three dimensional puzzle since the moon illuminated the night sky. The toy tumbled into his lap as Steven’s groggy eyes flickered towards the shimmering sphere that tauntingly gazed back at him. 

The classical record that was meant to aid his sleep came to an end. Steven lost track of how many times he played that record. When his insomnia began many moons ago, the record did wonders for his sleep. Now, it basically is a broken record because of how often he played it at night.

Yet, there was one constant that always helped him fall asleep. And that was you.

You were new to the apartment complex and moved in right next to Steven. The way you both met was one for the books. Your flat mate was running late for work due to lack of sleep from the night before. He rushed out the door, struggling into his coat. Without realizing, his shoelaces dragged carelessly across the floor. Steven, as clumsy as he was, crashed into you carrying a box of clothes, and you both fell to the floor.

The British man’s eyes widened. “Oh my- I am terribly sorry! Are you alright?” His eyes widened even more after one glance upon your beauty.

You sat up chuckling, unaware of his gawking. “No need for apologies. I am perfectly fine.” Then, you noticed the items scattered on the floor.  “Although, I’m not too sure about the pile of clothes.” The man mirrored your movements as you crawled towards an article of clothing.

���Allow me to help you ma’am,” Steven began tossing shirts and sweaters into the box. As you reached for your favorite scarf, a strong hand slightly brushed against yours. You stared into each other's eyes, smiling softly. You could have sworn you saw a twinkle in his brown eyes.

“Oh heavens, I am late for work!” He checked the time on his watch and began to panic. “I missed my bus, too!”

“Perhaps I can take you to work?” You helped him to his feet, and your cheeks grew hot as he began to tower over you.

“Oh no, I-“

“It’s okay. I want to.” You paused. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” 

Steven unclenched his jaw and let out a quick laugh. “Thank you ma’am! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness.”

“It’s my pleasure…” your voice dropped upon realizing you didn’t know the name of the British man before you.

“Steven. Steven Grant.”

It was a typical late Saturday night when you arrived at your apartment complex. Your watch peeked through your cuffed long sleeve, catching a glimpse of the time. 

3:00. That was a record time for the latest you came home from a shift at the local bar. Your body, especially your legs, yearned to crash into the coziness of your bed and sleep until the sun was at its peak in the sky. As you approached the door to your apartment, you stopped in your tracks after meeting your neighbor’s hazy eyes.

“Steven?”

The gentleman in question half smiled. “Hello, darling.” 

“Rough night?” You interrogated knowingly. Steven nodded with closed eyes.

You fumbled your key into the lock for a moment before opening the door and stepping to the side. “C’mon in. I’ll make us some tea.”

Steven walked into your apartment and headed towards your couch, as he had done many nights before. He wrapped himself in the blanket you knitted yourself as you fixed a pot of tea. The blanket smelled like you, which always brought him a sense of comfort. A kind of comfort he couldn’t find in his own home. In fact, Steven couldn’t remember the last time he felt any sense of security before meeting you.

“You really fancy that blanket, huh?” You giggled, admiring how adorable he looked being swaddled in your own creation. The day you moved in, you decided to knit a blanket to combat your boredom. Once it was finished, you didn’t dare touch it as you were too afraid it would get ruined. The first night you welcomed Steven into your apartment, he was immediately fascinated with the blanket that he cozied onto your couch bundled in the blanket before falling into the best sleep he had in a while.

“I do, indeed. It helped me sleep when I had no other way of falling asleep.” Steven peered down at the wooly fabric, tracing over the patterns as if his next words were hidden between the stitches.

“Well, I’m happy to have helped you in a subliminal way.” The rest of your surroundings blurred as Steven became the focus of your gaze. Your heart skipped a beat as the dim light in your living room accented his structured face and wavy dark locks. Even with the blanket draped over his frame, his plain white t-shirt did little to hide his muscular arms and broad shoulders.

The abrupt screech of the kettle caused you to jolt and you quickly turned off the stove to avoid the sound reaching your other sleeping neighbors. After steeping chamomile bags in two separate cups, you joined Steven on the couch, leaving a respectful distance between the two of you. You handed him a mug and he gingerly peeled it from your grip. Your teeth gritted together as his soft fingers brushed against yours. Steven frowned, noticing your shift in demeanor.

“You cold, darling?” He shimmied out of the blanket, letting it fall to his waist.

“It’s okay, it’s no big deal-” Suddenly, Steven scooted next to you before throwing the blanket over both of your laps with one hand. It was the smoothest thing you had ever witnessed, you forgot how to breathe in that moment. 

“There we are. It wouldn’t be right of me to hog all of your blanket.” You couldn't help but laugh. Without further thought, you and Steven simultaneously sipped your cups of tea, the hot beverage instantly calming your mind and muscles. Steven hummed happily as the tea warmed his body. Yet, he was still wide awake.

The grandfather clock that stood strong in your living room ticked loudly to fill the silence of the room. It glared dauntingly into your and Steven’s souls as you drank your tea while avoiding each other’s gazes. The pendulum swung from side to side as if waiting for one of you to make a move. As Steven drank the last drop of tea, he was left with no other choice but to break the silence.

“You know something, love?” You suddenly became more interested in Steven as you set the mug on your coffee table. “Ever since I met you, things have changed.”

“I hope it’s a good kind of change.”

Steven peered down, smiling softly. “Yeah, it was. For starters, you have really helped me combat this insomnia. I couldn’t tell you about the last time I had a good night’s sleep.” Your lips curled into a dopey grin, and your skin grew hot. Yet neither the tea nor the blanket contributed to the warm feeling inside you. 

“Then, there is your kindness. No one has been as nice as you have been to me so it feels reassuring to know there’s still good people out there. You are also extremely bold. To move all the way from across the pond is…It’s brave. You’ve done all the things I’m scared to do.” He rambled on and on but one thing reeled in your attention. “To tell you the truth, I’m quite smitten with you, love.” 

“Steven…” You were at a loss for words. Your heart skipped a beat after learning he felt the same way about you. 

“Forgive me if I am too forward, but-”

“No, not at all. In fact, I feel the same way towards you.” Your hands met in the middle of the blanket, bringing you back to the moment your hands first touched outside your doors. This time, the spark between you two was much stronger.

“Can I kiss you, love?” 

“I thought you would never ask.”

Steven laughed before cupping your face with his large hands and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was soft and sweet yet full of passion. It reminded you of a flame so bright you couldn’t help but reach out and touch it because you knew it wouldn’t hurt or scar you. Your lips molded together like a sculptor forming the greatest piece that’ll be admired for centuries to come. Time froze as your lips danced in unison and space ceased to exist around you and between you. 

Losing sleep was the last thing on Steven’s mind. For how could he lose when he was with you? Sleep will eventually find its way back to him. He couldn’t snooze and miss the moment of you and him in each other’s embrace.

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[thehandsresisthim]

“yandere beyond birthday headcanon”

content: yandere beyond birthday, kidnapping, reader is a death note user (it’s a bit of a plot contrivance tbh), also there’s a bit of smut (just a glimpse into what bb might be into), it’s the very last part and there’s a warning ahead too - can be interpreted as either dom! or sub! reader.

wordcount: ~2.500

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲:

𓆩†𓆪 now, at first I think it’s good to look at what BBs life has been like to see what traits he might prefer in his darling

𓆩†𓆪 BB sees the date of everyone else’s death - and their names too, and he is able to do so without having done the shinigami eye deal, since he somehow possesses this ability since he was born.

𓆩†𓆪 also, it appears that he sees the date not in the weird shinigami numeric system; but in a way that humans can understand too -> I don’t think that the novel explains exactly how this is done, but he is constantly aware of when the people around him are destined to die

𓆩†𓆪 so, he has lived his life with the constant reminder of the inevitably of death. Quite obviously, that does something to a person.

𓆩†𓆪 he has also lost both his parents - in quite brutal ways (his mom died in a train crash and his father was murdered by a thug)

𓆩†𓆪 i think it’s relatively certain to say that he thinks of people as expendable. they’re going to die anyway; why try to build meaningful connections? the date of their deaths is constantly there. he even toys with different ways of killing people, trying new methods:

𓆩†𓆪 as a result, i believe that for him to be seriously interested in someone, they would need to not be “marked” with a date of death only visible to him; thus, providing him with something that he is not used to.

𓆩†𓆪 so, most likely, a death note user *

𓆩†𓆪 he will perhaps feel a connection to his darling: just like with him, their date of death is uncertain - since he’s not able to see the date of his own death either:

𓆩†𓆪 also, and that’s more of a reason for him to really be intrigued; perhaps he might feel slightly bested by his darling -> they have broken out of the mould, so to speak, he perhaps can’t see them as inherently disposable as he sees almost all other humans. and the novel makes it quite clear that BB does not like to feel bested by anyone.

𓆩†𓆪 so, his darling must probably be a death note user, therefore he can’t see their life span and this intrigues him.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:

𓆩†𓆪 BBs intelligence rivals that of Ls, and he also seems to know very little morals. sure, he only kills individuals in the moment that they were set to die in regardless - but I don’t think that that’s anything to do with morals, it’s just because he can’t kill them at an earlier time than the exact date of death that he is shown - if he tried, he would not succeed.

𓆩†𓆪 safe to say, he probably spends some time stalking you, most likely also hiding cameras in your place, and he feels absolutely no apprehension about doing so -> at first, he only wants to make out just why he isn’t able to see your date of death.

𓆩†𓆪 but, I think it’s likely it’s during that time that he catches feelings for you.

𓆩†𓆪 at first, it’s probably because he isn’t certain when you’ll die - so he’s constantly wondering if you’re still alive. ergo, you’re constantly on his mind.

𓆩†𓆪 he might also fall for you because the unknown date of your passing might convince him that you’re the one person who’s date of death he can influence

𓆩†𓆪 remember, he has no idea that what he has are the shinigami eyes/how exactly they work - he just knows that he’s somehow able to see everyone’s name and their date of death.

𓆩†𓆪 well, everyone’s death date except yours

𓆩†𓆪 it wouldn’t surprise me if he somehow believes himself to be some kind of shinigami - or at least, something of another otherworldly being. the novel supports this too:

𓆩†𓆪 so, he probably becomes convinced that you’re some kind of otherworldly creature too; he finds a weird kinship between himself and his darling. maybe he even recognises this as some kind of “love” -> you’re the only thing that comes close to being his equal, so he must know more - either to eliminate his possible competition or to finally have something more worthwhile.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴:

𓆩†𓆪 BB is a master of deception. he probably stalks you until he finds out just what you like in a partner; and then, meticulously, puts on a persona that matches your exact fantasy.

𓆩†𓆪 we’ve seen that he is very, very good at make up - and he’s definitely willing to give 100% if it means making you fall for him.

𓆩†𓆪 he’ll probably approach you whilst he’s in this persona, and woo you off your feet.

𓆩†𓆪 i think that for a few months, he just continues playing this persona.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably tells himself that he’s just doing this to find out just why he’s unable to see your remaining life span - although he might have caught some feelings too.

𓆩†𓆪 i believe that because BB fundamentally sees himself as other than human - not necessarily less than; but somehow above - he is uncertain about his own feelings.

𓆩†𓆪 perhaps he is uncertain about feeling “love” since he sees it as such a typical “human” emotion - or since he’s rather used to constantly putting on an act, for a while, he might believe that he is just really invested in the act.

𓆩†𓆪 i feel that he takes a long, long time until he classifies his feelings as “love”, if he ever does so at all.

𓆩†𓆪 the act that he portrays probably stops once he finds out about the death note -> which he most certainly will, either through snooping around or by getting you to trust him.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀:

𓆩†𓆪 as soon as he finds out about your death note, things will probably change quite dramatically.

𓆩†𓆪 for simplicity’s sake i’m assuming that the death note got into his darling’s hands when a careless shinigami dropped it as they died whilst stalking a victim; perhaps some other shinigami would jump in and explain the rules/the shinigami eye deal to them, only to then fuck off back to the shinigami realm when you don’t show any interest in the eye deal **

𓆩†𓆪 whether you don’t really use the death note at all (except once in the beginning to see whether or not it’s legit) or if you even use it on a larger scale like Light did: BB is probably going to see your “divine power” as further proof that you are his equal in some capacity

𓆩†𓆪 if you are not as super-intelligent and manipulative as he is, he will definitely trick you in some way. this is the part where he sees you as less than him; he knows how manipulative he can be, and he won’t relent until he has you where he wants you.

𓆩†𓆪 once he truly realises how rare you are, he will be determined to never let you leave his sight

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁:

𓆩†𓆪 he’s probably going to take your death note away in some way. he will probably hide it; somewhere quite far away. he’s too worried about you possibly hurting him with it; and that just wouldn’t do.

𓆩†𓆪 it wouldn’t surprise me if he would experiment with it; try to find out its limits - and then promptly disregard it when he finds it uninteresting.

𓆩†𓆪 i think that he would still be interested in you, however. he might deny it, but in the time of him pretending to be your partner, you have grown on him.

𓆩†𓆪 he would probably keep you in a big, nice house, far away from civilisation. he would probably keep you chained to the ground, by using a big long chain; and he’ll be around you as often as possible. no contact with the outside world for you.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably also immediately drops the act of the “perfect boyfriend” that he was playing for you in the months prior; he would probably be delighted to see that shocked expression on your face as you see just how much he has manipulated you

𓆩†𓆪 he is constantly thinking about the possibility of your death; since he’s not sure of when it’s going to happen, he knows that it could come every minute.

𓆩†𓆪 he might play with the thought of having you forfeit ownership of your death note; just so he can see when you’ll die - but he’ll never end up doing it, because then you’d be as boring as the rest.

𓆩†𓆪 assuming that you know of all the rules - and he’ll make you tell him - he’ll probably make you touch it once a year, just to make sure that you stay as its user; so that your remaining life span remains invisible to him.

𓆩†𓆪 truly, a big part of why he keeps you with him is because he likes the mystery aspect of you.

𓆩†𓆪 he’s basically like a child who just found a new, especially unpredictable toy.

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺:

𓆩†𓆪 as i said before; he’s making sure that you have no way of contacting anyone. so, you’ll watch TV, but anything like the internet or anything is definitely off-limits

𓆩†𓆪 with how much he revels in being in control; even long-term “good behaviour” will never sway his mind

𓆩†𓆪 i think that during the first few weeks of being forced to live with him, he would keep his distance - just awkwardly stare at you from across the room like you’re a particularly fascinating painting

𓆩†𓆪 when you tell him to fuck off, he just laughs and says “you had no problem loving me before”; no matter that the version of him that you loved was just an act.

𓆩†𓆪 however, i don’t think that he would hurt you (physically). not really because he is concerned about how you feel (at least, that’s what he tells himself), but rather because he doesn’t know when you’ll die. and by hurting you, to him, there’s the possibility of him causing your death - and then he’ll be ‘alone’ again.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably also has no problem with indulging you in anything that you ask for (as long as you can’t use it to escape, of course) - whatever hobbies you have, he’ll try to make it possible for you take part in them.

𓆩†𓆪 he will still watch you, however. just sit down and stare at you.

𓆩†𓆪 in the first few weeks of you being kidnapped by him, he probably won’t even touch you; this traces back to how he thinks of himself, as other in some way - and physical affection is a very “human” thing to him.

𓆩†𓆪 at some point, however, the damm slowly breaks; perhaps you (spurred on by weeks of extreme social isolation) accidentally touch his arm or something, and he notices the sense of calm that comes with your touch. he justifies this feeling due to how he sees you - on the same level as him.

𓆩†𓆪 from that point on, he’s constantly touching you; one hand on your thigh; hugging you, holding your hand. he often presses his index and middle fingers against your pulse points - he likes the assurance that you’re still alive.

𓆩†𓆪 he will also want to share his bed with you

𓆩†𓆪 sleeping next to him is… an experience. he will cling to you; oftentimes you can’t even move. he is strangely vulnerable during the evening hours, too…

𓆩†𓆪 he probably likes laying his head down on your chest whilst he is laying down on top of you - he enjoys being able to hear your heartbeat as he falls asleep.

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 (𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄):

𓆩†𓆪 he will never force himself on you or anything like that. this is in the same vein as the fact that he won’t hurt you - you’re his equal, at least when it comes to your non-visible lifespan.

𓆩†𓆪 he has a rather moderate libido. if you don’t want to indulge in any… intimate activities with him, then he will have no problem just jerking off. he probably will use photos of you (whether they’re more on the ‘seductive’ side or not) to get him going, however.

𓆩†𓆪 in the case that you do want to fuck him: i think that he is willing to go along with whatever you want to do.

𓆩†𓆪 he is a switch; he will go along with what you want.

𓆩†𓆪 i feel like this part of the headcanon is a good time to bring up that quote:

𓆩†𓆪 first of all, i don’t think that that’s how he really feels. yes, i know that i’m inherently biassed because i only write dom!reader, but i can - hopefully convincingly - back my thoughts up.

𓆩†𓆪 BB is pretending to be L here; imitating him - and i feel like he is also kinda making fun of him. he does consider him a challenge, to say the least.

𓆩†𓆪 so, it’s probably safe to say that he’s not telling the truth.

𓆩†𓆪 he does revel in your attention; and if you’re going to pay him attention, then you might as well make him feel extra good.

𓆩†𓆪 still, he’s mainly vanilla, nothing too wild, just… tell him that you like him, that you appreciate him.

𓆩†𓆪 he’s going to go absolutely insane if you tell him that he’s smart, however. praise his intelligence, what a genius he is… then he’s truly happy.

*sadly, I am not 100% certain if he really would be unable to see the lifespan of a death note user, since he himself is not one. yet, he has the eyes. therefore, i would say that it’s somewhat ambiguous. i just decided to assume that he wouldn’t be able to in hopes of making these headcanons a bit more interesting.

**since the shinigami die when they no longer have any stolen years left, i assume that such a thing could happen if a shinigami were to be in a haste to write down more names due to them being minutes away from dying. i don’t know how realistic such a scenario is, but i hope you can overlook that in this case :)

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Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series. you don’t really need to read any other instalment to understand/enjoy this piece). | Word Count: ~2k | Themes & Warnings: fantasy/supernatural AU · smut · roommates to ??? | this piece takes place before these two got together · allusion to the reader being chubby · self-pleasure (both parties are getting off, but not engaging with each other) · voyeurism · improper use of supernatural abilities · Chris’ inner wolf won’t shut up · mentions and hints of: fingering, knotting, breeding, etc · Guilty & Moping Christopher · self-loathing

minors do not interact.

Chris would’ve never thought he’d be this weak. He was usually very good at ignoring this attraction he felt. A couple of months of you living here with him had practically trained him for it. However, a handful of nights a week, it was almost impossible to ignore.

He shouldn’t have been surprised, really. It was only natural that someone your age would indulge in one of the most primal needs an animal could have, and, of course, like a proper human, you had tools to deal with all that. 

The first time it happened, he almost dropped dead right then and there. It took him a moment to notice back then. He was so sleepy he thought he might’ve been hearing things, but, after a few moments of that faint buzzing sound resonating through the walls, the first quiet moan gave it all away.

It was almost embarrassing how quickly he started to get hard the moment he realised you were a few steps away, getting off. Chris had covered his face and ears with his pillow in a desperate attempt to not hear. Having enhanced hearing didn’t make it okay to eavesdrop, especially not during such intimate circumstances.

That night, he had to stop his hands from moving multiple times. He refused to get off to the sound of your quiet whines, to the buzz of the toy… He refused to even start imagining the scene you’d be painting in your room. He tried to distract himself, watching cute videos on his phone, or putting his headset on to try and muffle the sounds travelling through your shared home.

He’d succeeded for the most part, but after you were… finished, he heard you going through the motions of leaving your room, going to the bathroom, and then back to your room… He needed to drink something, his mouth was dry and his senses were on edge, plus, a cold shower was more than needed, considering his traitorous cock just wouldn’t go soft.

He had to wait almost twenty minutes to leave his room, just in case you were still awake. Honestly, the moment he stepped out of his room and went into the bathroom, he was almost winded by the smell of your scent in the hall. It wasn’t your fault, it probably just lingered there from when you had walked through here earlier, but, God, it wasn’t helping his problem one bit…

Regardless, Chris had been able to keep himself in check that night. No boundaries were broken, and that was enough to ease his mind.

However, even if he’d succeeded, he wasn’t really prepared to deal with this on the regular.

Every night he heard the buzz, it was a night spent in agony. Sometimes he’d just stay in his room, headphones plugged in, playing a game on max volume. On other nights, it’d be so incredibly difficult to hold himself back from doing something he’d regret, so he’d just leave the flat altogether.

He’d go to Changbin’s, or Minho’s, or Jisung’s, or anyone’s, as long as he got to be away from you and your goddamn scent and the alluring sounds coming out of your room.

He should’ve known that this couldn’t last. Chris was bound to break, and the tortuous workday he’d had today, coupled with just how incredibly exhausted he was, seemed to have lowered his inhibitions enough for his hand to mindlessly find its way to his crotch as soon as he heard that godforsaken buzz.

“Oh, shit…” Chris mumbled under his breath, leaning his head back against the headboard of his bed.

What was he doing?

Well, he knew what he was doing, but why was he doing it?

Using his supernatural hearing for this was beyond creepy, immoral, you definitely didn’t deserve it. But, God, how could he not do it when you sounded just so… pretty?

He couldn’t think straight, not when sparks of pleasure were running up and down his spine with each stroke of his hand, not when he tightened his grip just right. If you were to have your hands on him, would you hold him like this? He’d be more than delighted to show you what he liked. He just knew that you’d be able to perfectly mimic the pressure that made him dizzy, that you’d work him up diligently, that your hands would feel a hundred times better than his did.

Chris could hear the faint buzz in the distance, the quiet whines and sighs, the muffled moans… He could picture it all in detail. You, sprawled on your bed–that bed he himself had laid on many, many times before… platonically–legs spread, a hand on your breast and the other holding a toy between your legs. 

What toy were you using? Was it a dildo? A bullet? One of those trendy suction ones? He selfishly hoped it wasn’t a dildo. A dildo wouldn’t be enough for a girl like you, he was sure. His fingers would be much more suitable. He’d prep you so well, stuff you with as many of his digits as he could, touch you however you liked to be touched, using the bullet or the suction toy on your sensitive clit…

But he wasn’t there right now. You were on your own, playing with yourself and your toy. His mind really couldn’t decide on which one it would be, the mental image he had kept shifting between devices. The only thing that was a constant was the look on your face, all blissed-out, with your eyes closed and your mouth slightly agape.

Would you be teasing your nipples? Rolling them between your fingers? Pinching them? If you weren’t, he’d gladly do it for you. God, the soft flesh would just feel incredible in his hold, he just knew. The sight would surely be heavenly.

Lick, suck, fuck, perfect tits just for me…

After spitting in his hand, Chris brought it back to his aching cock, smearing the saliva all over himself before he tightened his grip and pumped. Oh, how he wished it was you. Your hands, your mouth, your cunt, or even your thighs… He’d take anything you were willing to give him, he just knew you’d look so, so gorgeous while you choked on him, while you took him in any and every single one of your holes…

His spit and the pre-cum spilling from his tip helped lubricate him, each stroke produced an obscene squelching sound that just joined the quiet sounds you were making in your room. The buzzing increased, your whines became more frequent, and Chris just sped up the motions of his hand in response.

What if he just barged out of his room and went straight to yours? Would you let him take you? There was a small, very idiotic part of him that believed you would. You’d open your legs further, let him settle his body between them, and plunge himself right in while he kissed you. You’d be so warm around his cock, tight while you adjusted to his size, he was simply salivating at the thought.

Perfect, perfect cunt that’ll take her alpha’s cock like it was made to… mine, for me, for my cock, for my knot… to be stuffed to the very brim with my pups…

Chris’ chest was vibrating slightly with his contained growls, the thought of kissing you, fucking you, claiming you, and scenting you in one of the most obscene ways possible had his instincts on edge. His inner wolf wanted you, of course he did. He was just another part of Chris, who was already absolutely crazy about you. Every single part of him knew just how well you’d take anything he gave you, how well you’d do for him.

His logical mind wouldn’t let him leave his bed, though. He’d risk too much by acting purely on his wolf’s instincts. Instead, he just sped his strokes, matching the rapid pace you seemed to have set for yourself. Was your toy at top speed? Or was there still more? He wanted to find out. He wanted to be the one to use it on you, to have you moan his name in his ear and squirm under him.

Just the mere thought of you saying his name got him so, so close. There was nothing more that he wanted right now than to have his pretty roommate crumbling in bliss, he just knew he could make you feel so incredibly good if you just gave him a chance.

Pleasure mate, satisfy mate, scent, mark as mine, mine, mine, mine, mine….

All of a sudden, the quietest of moans left your mouth, and you started gasping for air. He could practically smell your scent, floral, fresh, aroused, satisfied…

Oh, he was so doomed…

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” Chris mindlessly swore under his breath, speeding the movement of his hand, thrusting into his grip as the telltale signs of his orgasm clouded his senses.

Biting down hard on his bottom lip, he let his climax wash over him. His cum was warm, thick, and creamy since he hadn’t unloaded for days now. He had to make a conscious effort not to growl like the fucking horny dog he was while he got the expanse of his torso drenched in his release. It felt like he was coming for an eternity, and, by the time he had milked himself dry, all noise coming from your room had stopped completely.

Chris heaved a sigh, and his ears started ringing. This was just what he needed after such a long, strenuous day at work. He felt his frustrations quickly evaporate, replaced with the rush of endorphins only a good wank could release into his system. He laid there, panting, his head lolled to the side as the bliss of his orgasm relaxed his muscles, and for a moment, he felt like he was floating, even sleepy.

He was deep in bliss, light, satisfied…

But then, dread started to seep in.

“Oh, God, what’ve you done, you fucking idiot?” Chris reached for his discarded shorts on the floor and used them to clean up the mess he made. When was the last time he came this hard? There was so much cum…

What a waste…

“Shut the fuck up, dude”, he shook his head, like that would eliminate the thought.

How was he going to look you in the eyes tomorrow? You were his roommate. His female, very much human roommate that had trusted him enough to move in with him, and this was how he acted? By secretly listening in to you pleasuring yourself in the privacy of your own room? You had no idea what he was, that he was capable of doing this at all, so of course you would go ahead and make all the noise you wanted within those four walls. It was your right, but he had to go ahead and be disgusting about it. How could he do this?

His skeleton almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the door to your room open, only to hear the bathroom door closing a few seconds after.

Would you be just washing your hands? Or would you be washing your toys as well…?

Chris shook his head again. He had a serious problem…

With a sigh, he plopped on his bed, and decided to wait until you were done so he could go to the bathroom himself and clean up properly.

Squish, knead, hold tight… Must cuddle mate, make sure mate’s satisfied, happy…

He flicked himself on the forehead, right in the middle. He was capable of keeping his instincts in check, goddamn it. Why was his subconscious slipping like this?

As he laid there, staring at the ceiling, with the phantom of your scent lingering around him, he figured it was time to accept that he was incredibly attracted to you. Physically. Enough for him to become a desperate mess and lose his composure just at the thought of you masturbating a few metres away from him.

He knew, of course. He knew since the very first moment he saw you. But this was odd for him. Chris typically didn’t feel attracted to people in this way just out of nowhere. The fact that he’d known you for a couple of months already seemed to have made everything so much worse. You were nice, funny, kind, and, quite possibly, the most beautiful person he’d ever seen… He, very clearly, had a crush on you. What was he going to do about that?

When you finally retreated to your room, he didn’t dare leave his bed. The last thing he wanted was for you to start worrying about whether he’d heard you or not.

He heard you, alright, but you didn’t need to know that.

After twenty or so minutes, he finally made his way to the bathroom, and your scent still lingering in the room almost made his eyes roll to the back of his head.

Flowers… Fresh flowers… Mate’s scent…

While he cleaned himself up, Chris tried his best to ignore whatever instincts were running rampant deep inside him. His inner wolf was a horny idiot that was making him do stupid things whenever you were concerned. But, by association, that meant that he was a horny idiot who had just had a mindblowing orgasm thinking about his roommate. Thinking about you.

When he finally tucked himself back into bed, he couldn’t help but feel like he was the absolute worst person on earth. You didn’t deserve this, for the disgusting, horny werewolf you didn’t even know was a werewolf to be disrespecting you like this. He needed to do better.

But, God, why did you have to be so pretty? And so… his type? He was sure he didn’t have a type before he met you, but the more he had to be around you, the more he realised you were certainly his type.

Soft mate, squishy mate…

Sighing, Chris laid on his side and reached for one of the spare pillows on his bed. His senses were immediately flooded with your scent. That was when he remembered you’d laid your head here earlier today. No wonder he could smell your scent so vividly. 

Your smile had been so big when you’d started talking to him about your day… The memory had his heart skipping a beat, and his stomach sank. 

Hugging the pillow tight to his chest, he curled himself into a ball under the covers.

Kind mate, perfect mate…

Once again, Chris ignored whatever fuckery his instincts were trying to tell him. He reminded himself that you were his roommate, essentially a friend at this point, and as such, he was supposed to protect you and make you feel safe. It didn’t matter how pretty your moans were, how he wanted to get drowned in your scent… None of that justified what he’d just done. He couldn’t break your trust like this ever again.

Chris certainly needed to do better. So he swore he’d never ever do this again.

He just won’t do this again…

…Right?

© therhythmafterthesummer 2023. all rights reserved. do not repost or translate my stories.

Author's Note: aaahh, this was so much fun to write. ngl, i'm kinda tempted to write a drabble with this scenario again, but after our dearest, prettiest pack mum has already found out about Chris' condition... special thanks to @notastraykid for providing her valuable insight, opinions, and ideas💜

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[miaumiaurii]

Leonard the Third Rambles

HI instead of doing something I should be doing rn, I DECIDED TO RAMBLE ABOUT M'BOY LEONARD THE THIRD (evil). Maybe I talk about random facts or a little backstory about it TEEHE. (I change some parts btw since i think it didn't made sense to me), ALSO JUST HEADS UP: ITS LONG

OKAY, I don't rlly understand fancy thing I could use in tumblr but LETS GET INTO IT.

As we all know, Leonard was found by Boombox at Crossroads. At first BB thought that Leo was just a broken biograft 'toy', so he carelessly pick it up and bring it home. BB never really thought that Leo could be a threat to him or even his faction since (again) he thought this is just a broken biograft 'toy' until Skateboard point out the fact that Leo could be a threat and might be a spy from Subspace (Which isn't). It made BB freak out a bit but he tried to cope with a Playground logo drawn badly on a piece of paper and sticking it onto Leo's chest, covering the Blackrock logo.

Now, you might be wondering why Leo didn't attack BB at first since Subspace probably put a whole protocol to demolish Playgrounders in every Biograft's code. It's because Leo WANTED and DID attacked BB off camera at first but BB just view Leo as an angry kitty/puppy that keeps clawing him (yes those tiny paw hides claws) which you can see in the first sighting of Leo he's overheating LOL. Overtime Leonard grew attachment toward BB and slowly liking him since most of the time BB praises and pampers it.

Now for some random fact I don't know where to put:

Leo most of the time looks eepy and less hostile since BB usually use it as a boombox alternative because it has better speaker than his own gear which leads Leo to be low on power 24/7.

"Leonard the Third has been really useful in phighting!" (quoted from this comic) literally means BB use it as a boombox gear before and Leonard ended up PWNED the enemy's team WITH A PAIR OF CLAWS.

I have a feeling BB was suspended from phight matches for like a week because of that incident.

Leo could stand on it's two feet but also on it's four feet.

Skateboard somehow FEARS Leonard the Third but Leo itself are curious of Skate and have no ill intention.

Leonard the third could talk like normal biografts but chose not to.

Ok that's all i'll be adding more if my brain is braining.

[fnaf-enthusiast]

FNaF 2 general Headcanons

Withered Freddy

He is still the same tbh

Nothing much changed for him and on him

He somehow drops even more dad jokes

'Raises' Toy Freddy like one would their son and the others always giggle at that

He deeply hates BB but won't show it openly, he probably doesn't even know himself why he dislikes him

Actually likes the new tunes the toy animatronics play but still prefers the songs his band used to play

Whithered Bonnie

We all know he has a lot insecurities now because of his face and his arm but mostly his face

He is the most insecure of the four and it shocks his friends to see him not only change appearance but also personality

He's now just deadpan walking around and sometimes makes a sarcastic joke or two

Though he sometimes still talks a lot and is back to his old self when he talks with the other withered animatronics

He actually doesn't hate his replacement they hangout sometime but it's more like a distant friendship

He also started to swear a lot more and it actually funny to see BB's expression when he hears those words

Withered Chica

She is a close second next to W. Bonnie when it comes to insecurities

She somehow still manages to keep that secret, she sometimes talks with Foxy and Bonnie about such stuff, and she is still very extroverted and happy

She's kinda sad she can't eat pizza anymore but she surprised herself by not caring about it that much

Loves to scare everyone with her broken voicebox and sometimes teams up with BB to annoy the others

Withered Foxy

He's not as flirty as used to be but he doesn't really care all that much

He's had his own insecurities a long time before and knows how to handle them

He turned the flirty jokes and dark jokes up a little now

He and Bonnie now take bets on who will start a 'fight' with who because the toy animatronics always manage to get into arguments

Scratches the wall with his hook and 'draws' his storys and tells them to BB

Once in a week or two he talks with the Puppet because he reminds him of golden Freddy a little

Golden Freddy

He's even more distant now

He already kept to himself but damn he sets new records for that

It isn't like he's insecure, he never really was, but he's afraid he might get a little too emotional when he sees they others

He hangs out most of the time he shows himself with the Puppet

They both are mostly silent or whisper to each other but they love to just observe what's going on in the pizzeria

Toy Freddy

He's like an average teenager

He would play fortnite if he could 100%

He sometimes tries to prank the withered animatronics but almost always fails and gets scolded by Freddy or cussed out by Bonnie

He and toy Chica make almost every day a food fight and sometimes W. Chica and W. Bonnie join

He rages relatively quickly when he loses, no matter what he's loosing at

A huge fan of ice cream, choko-mint to be specific

Toy Bonnie

He is very social but has small mood swings

One day he chats nonstop and the other he sits in W. Bonnies corner with him and talks about live

Is a little clumsy but covers it up by using a joke he got from W. Foxy or W. Freddy

He loves slushys(ya know what I mean, right?)

He always empties the machine and tries to mix every flavor possible

Has also no concersln about himself when he wants to win a bet and makes all types of crazy stuff

Toy Chica

She loves to talk with W. Chica and is from her personality a lot like her original

Sadly has no taste in music and somehow ends up with everyone teasing her about it

But she can tease back and she is very good at making people flustered

She can also be very sassy

Loves lollipops and would probably also love cotton candy

Mangle

my poor bby

She is very distant from the others

Has a lot of insecurities, knows that they should talk about it, but doesn't have a clue how to talk about her problems

Since mostly static comes from their voicebox they don't have that much courage to talk

But sometimes she talks with others, the others can understand W. Chica even though her voicebox is almost just as broken, most times they talk with W. Foxy or hang around Puppet because they find their presence comforting

Puppet

Is the calmest but also the most caring of everyone

Is almost like a therapist for everyone

They mostly keep to themselves but don't mind a nice soul keeping them company

Has a nice laugh wich reminds one of a small child

'Protects' BB when he once again gets in trouble for one of his pranks

Once in a blue moon they tease one of their friends in a fun, harmless way but they don't do that often because they are worried of hurting someones feelings

Baloon Boy

The biggest troublemaker of them all

But also the worst

Has distorted his laugh to scare the toy animatronics multiple times and got his ass almost yeeted across the pizzeria

Puppet is his safe zone

He loves cotton candy, he inhales that shit

Tied to learn the guitar on multiple occasions but somehow he can't learn it

Mad respect tho, he won't stop trying

He laughs at almost every joke, no matter if he understands or not

[saucyjothoughts]

hi i’m the insane ovulating bb boo (https://www.tumblr.com/saucyjothoughts/761525861925191681/im-ovulating-rn-and-i-genuinely-cannot-look-at this post btw) and i’m glad i’m not the only one because yes…

that being said, i’ve been reading all the posts and the quick mention of jealous!nace got me thinking of the idea that Nace, although very calm and collected on the surface, very secure in the relationship Nace, would rage with jealousy at the idea of his partner doing anything with anyone else (he does find it hot, but he likes the idea of punishing his partner)

like imagine this:

Nace dragging you out of a party/hang out with the others after you and Jan got a little too close for Nace’s taste. You’re watching his jaw clench and his fingers grip the steering wheel to the point of his knuckles turning white. After a long, brutal and quiet drive home with you squirming in the seat with dripping wet panties and his hard cock straining in his jeans, he leads you upstairs into his apartment, closing the door all calm and collected on the outside before he finally slams you against the nearest wall and grabs your throat, prying your mouth open with his other hand and spitting inside, muttering lowly for you to swallow and humming in approval while degrading you. he doesn’t praise; he knows you don’t want it right now, so he only sticks to one word responses like ‘good’ and ‘yes’ but never gives you more, knowing you need to be completely broken down by him.

he forces your legs apart by showing his knee between them, muttering in your ear to hump his thigh like a bitch in heat, watching tauntingly while you struggle not to close your eyes because he tells you not to. he finally moves his knee away, chuckling at the whine you let out, moves his hand up your skirt and shoves your panties to the side, plunging two fingers inside. you’re practically dripping down his hand as he plunges deep inside you, curling his fingers to press on your g spot. when you start to shake, telling him you’ll cum soon, he pulls away and finally takes his cock out, rubbing your slick on himself before shoving his length inside you and taking ahold of your hips and pounding you, telling you how good of a fuck toy you are, how tight you are and how fucking *good* it feels to have you squirming on his cock. he ignores your orgasm, knowing it’d happen regardless, going until he shoots up inside you, thrusting until he’s done before finally calming down, breathing into the crook of your neck and gently kissing the skin there, holding you until you both calm down.

anyways, uhm, slay? sincerely, 🧦 boo (plz lemme keep this one i wanna make the cum sock joke)

🧦 boo, my beloved - please let me climb into your head and live in your brain. Every word of this is magical.

[bonefall]

What would the BB! Broken code protagonists think of Snowtuft if they found out what he did to end up in the dark forest?

Toying with the idea that BB!Shadowsight knows. He's listened to the Educator, he knows the basic story, how Cedarstar ended the crusades because of the murder of children. He probably heard the name "Snowtuft" and his heart dropped.

But Snowtuft completely doesn't remember. He doesn't want to. If Shadowsight suggested telling him, I think Snow would freak out a little and shout at him to stop.

And at that point, Shadowsight can't do anything with this information. Beggars can't be choosers, and he's not about to walk into the War Crime Forest and start getting picky about the War Criminal who offers to help him.

[shurisu]

Idk if you had already talk about this but i read your recent ask about the ship shurisu and I'm truly interested to read about the potential Shun and Alice had, individually and together, but with your POV

I've got so much to say about this topic that I don't know where to start.

To be honest, I  liked them both  the moment i first saw them but getting to know these characters what solidified my love .

For example Shun may seem like the classic silent guy at first glance but when you get to know him you will see that he's actually a heavily traumatized boy.Before his mother's death he still seemed to be a  "demure"  type, but you can also see  he was happy for doing what he likes with his friends.After his mother passed away, he holds onto the only thing his mother left for him, Skyress, because he doesn't know how to deal with it.And because of how broken he is, he  avoids bonding with people, which i belive, stems from his fear of losing them and going through the same feelings again.That's why he refused to be part of the team and even considered leaving almost half the season.S1 had done a  fairly good job with his characterization, you could see that he was trying his best to be as stoic as possible but people who knows him(Dan,Skyress,his mother) or someone who can observe people really well(Alice) could see through him  easily, afterall he was just a little boy.

If bakugan was targeted to an older audience and they gave importance to the plot , I believe we wouldn't get the Shun we had in NV and onwards. I get their biggest concern was to introduce more bakugans (=sell more toys) and to do that, they also had to introduce newer characters.Of course there's no problem with new characters but they just couldn't give them spotlight without butchering the older ones.Since the target audience is little boys,the girls got written off and Shun got to stay.But  because of the reasons i said above, it  costed him to his characterization being butchered, and he actually turned into  the silent guy arche type.He used to be the best brawler in the world , and the moment he gets dethroned by Masquerade it was easily acceptable, because he is also one of the best (well,imo the best)  brawlers ever existed. Of course, it would be no fun if he were to win all the time, and new characters need to shine as well, but BB Shun and NV onwards Shun  are like different brawlers. BB Bakugan was more of battle of wits; through Shun and Masquerade, Dan learned that power alone wasn't enough and he needed to know how to yield it.It was also no surprise that the best brawlers were also the best strategists. But after 1st season, gimmicks like Bakugan traps were a huge cross out on everything S1 standed for.So looking back at Shun,what happens to a character if you took away the area he shines the most?If we got to see his evolution both as a brawler&as a character,I believe he would contribute greatly to the show,even more than he did.

Ooh boy  it already got this long, and I didn't even get to mention Alice.I believe   just like Shun, Alice is also a MC worthy character. Of course whole "Masquerade" situation gives her some extra points.I am not a writer but i can only think of countless scenarios a writer could benefit from  a character with split personality; the deeds she's done unwillingly haunting her,and eventually facing herself and healing period.But if I had to talk about Bakugan only, my thoughts on her and Shun are similar since both of them were quite alike as brawlers.Alice got to short end of the stick in two matters though, for reasons:

1) She's a girl in a shounen anime (a genre which is very  rare for a woman to get to shine, or even be useful)

2)She would be  OP as a brawler, so including her would require more complex writing:

Their decision was to  conclude her character arc after  she became one with Masquerade.We know that she was already brilliant as a strategist  and now we see that she's far more confident as a brawler, so that would be basically Masquerade being back in  his original appearance and i don't think there's anything should be holding back her at that state.Even today most of people rightfully don't accept how she's lost in her NV battle, because of how great brawler Alice/Masquerade is and how it didn't make any sense plot wise.She's  imo even more MC worthy character now and still could grow as a character but as i said before,the creators were focused more on commercial success instead.

So long story short, Shun and Alice could've been doing much better if Bakugan didn't change so drastically (as in game logic) , because they would be needed more.And them being active would probably helped a lot to their team mates as well since they are both  supposedly the "demure" and "observant" members of the team which really helped in group dynamics, understanding what kind of rival they're against and how should they approach them.

If we were lucky enough and actually got to see them end up together, i  believe they would have a solid relationship. Their personalities are  compatible so they could  evolve into a really beautiful couple.Since we know Shun is a man of few words and bottles up his emotions most of the time, Alice would quickly become "that" person for him, the one  who  truly understands him the most. It's not even my hc, we already saw how she can see through him, but with them becoming a couple she would probably take that to another level and of course become the dearest person for him ever.Alice is also is healing from her past traumas, and being a loner just like Shun would make her understand him a lot more.But the difference is unlike Shun, she wants to bond with people more so being with her would change Shun on that matter .I can definitely see  him being a lot more comfortable with expressing himself.Since he's also an observant person, he also would be the same with Alice as she's with him,so he would try his best at supporting her at anything.

To sum it up, they are striking me as a kind of couple  who would be each other's rock and kind of couple who would bring the best in each other. Maybe that's why i always dreamed of them being MCs of their own show with a story about them.And I know that would be fire since they have some of the best fics of their own out there.

[michelleelizabethtanner]

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now? for Rio please oh and if you want Beth too I am very curious about how your opinion change from s1 to s4

Hi bb. Ty for the ask 🥰🥰🥰

Ok so, I initially was actually kind of confused by these characters. Like, I felt the ✨brio energy✨ and all that, but I think much like Beth, I didn’t take Rio seriously in his attraction to Beth until basically the moment he followed her into that bathroom. And maybe this is my own social immaturity. Because I’m so bad at reading sexual intent on people! But it always felt a little patronizing to me, until his mouth gaped open as he finally touched that booty. And idk why I ever doubted it. Because look at her. Beth is Christina-fucking-Hendricks. Like, of COURSE Rio would want her. Idk why my brain was broken for a minute there. But once I saw it on him, I couldn’t unsee it. That vulnerability he had that she brought out in him in all the wrong ways. I’m embarrassed to say that I started really really paying attention to character nuance only once Brio had sex. Up until then I watched pretty casually and never quite believed anything would happen between them. But once it did, I knew Rio would be a man with no self control. That’s when I started seeing all his motivations as being a lot more desperate and a lot more rooted in his own personal loss of innocence and insecurities about who he is as a person. I’ve clearly done a whole ton of overthinking about these characters since that initial watch oh so long ago. So for me, Rio went from someone who was just bored and toying with a new and interesting puzzle, to a lonely and sensitive man who really struggled with reconciling his identity with the type of life he felt he was destined to live out. I wish I could watch it all again for the first time to see how I would interpret it all now.

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[howdoyousleep3]

oh mama k I have a thot for you

took a social media break for the first couple weeks of the school year so this has been bouncing around my head for a miiiinute

i had a dream a few weeks ago about daddy steve and baby buck (my comfort pairing, ofc) and how their dynamic becomes part of their every day lifestyle slowly over the course of their relationship which leads me to this

how do you think baby buck would react to finding out daddy had met with an architect to renovate a room in their house to create a special room for them to use for their more formal scenes?

in my head, daddy goes through the whole meeting and then surprises his baby boy so he can ask Bucky what he wants added to the room

omg hi bb i hope the start of the school year has been as peaceful as possible!!

Comfort pairing, absolutely. This scenario, absolutely.

It just makes so sense in my head and in their story that Bucky (and in return, Steve) would want a different kind of play than they're used to at some point, something that is harsher and more intense. And Steve, ever the proactive planner, immediately starts to think of a space they could have that would allow them to play like that.

He won't allow for any random person to see his baby in such a vulnerable state so clubs and public spaces are out. But Bucky really needs help getting out of his head sometimes and that's hard for him to do when they're just in their bedroom.

So, it's obvious that Steve converts a spare bedroom into their room.

And it's also obvious, that Steve can only plan to a point before he has to consult with and share his secret with Bucky.

He definitely goes through some steps, like you said. He meets with an architect, a designer, gets the professional opinions he needs before he wants Bucky's input. He doesn't need it. He could do this all on his own all the way up to the end, but he hates that thought.

He wants Bucky's input and involvement. This is their space.

It makes sense in my brain that Daddy Steve has this plan on how to introduce the room to Bucky...and then the plan totally changes when Bucky is dragging his Daddy to their bedroom and Steve just...

…drags Bucky down one more door.

Instead of letting Bucky look at blueprints and plans that are laid out on his desk in his office, Steve decides to lay Bucky out on the bare floor of their newly bare spare room and start running his mouth about just how he'd put this room to use.

Clothes are torn, half on half off, the high points of Bucky's cheeks are cherry red, as are his lips. Steve gets bits of sentences out, full ones broken up by groans and curses.

"You know how my sweet boy sometimes wants to be bad? How he sometimes wants somethin' different than what Daddy normally gives him? How about a room for that, huh?"

Steve has Bucky ride him, has him bounce right there on his cock, in his lap, as he mentions all the things they could have.

A bed with less forgiving bondage straps, a leather couch, a pole for Buck to give his Daddy a show on. A bench, an examination table, a St. Andrew's cross, a cage. A proper place for Daddy to put his toys and for Bucky to put his collars.

"There are so many dirty fuckin' things Daddy could do to you in this room. Whatever you want, whatever that sweet slutty side'a you wants, we can do it here."

And he'd make Bucky start to say what he wants in this room, right there and in between moans and mewls as he fucks himself open on Daddy's cock.

"Want...a big chair I can tie...tie you to. Want that pole to be...fuck, to be on a little stage. Want a desk or a chalkboard where we can...can pretend you're my teacher..."

Needless to say...Steve's surprise is a fucking success. 😵‍💫😍

[yesloulou]

That photo of Daniel with the broken go-pro was I think tweeted by Renault after he broke it when they were doing a video racing remote controlled cars. I can’t find the link to the exact tweet but it’s here in a video:

https://x.com/pressplayitnow/status/1359059370147995648?s=46&t=w1TLVjLYk-pZDdCsBwMhkQ

x oh my god this was so cute 😭😭😭😭😭 bb boy just wanted to drift his lil toy car he didn't mean to break the go pro 😭😭😭😭😭

[headmates-for-you]

Hii can we get a FNAF 2 subsytem of 8 using the special template please? ^-^

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Discord - The Living Tombstone

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Invitation - NightCove_thefox

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Balloons - Confetti

Make This Puppet Proud - Adam Hoek

Heartless - Kanye West

How Bad Can I Be? - Ed Helms, The Lorax Singers

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My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up) - Fall Out Boy

I Don’t Give A… - MISSIO, Zeale

Wellerman-Sea Shanty - Nathan Evans

Super Psycho Love - Simon Curtis

Animal - Chase Holfelder

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[celestie0]

IM PRETTY SURE YOU SAID YOU LIKE TAYLOR have you listened to the TTPD? if so share thoughts bc imo so high school is sooo kickoff😭

hii bb yes i have!! i think if you filter #ttpd on my blog you can find where i've talked a bit ab my thoughts, but in general i wasn't all too dazzled by the front half of the album when it first released, although some of the songs grew on me the past few days, but the anthology part of the album is really good i def enjoyed that more

YES so high school reminds me of kickoff couple sm :'') YOU KNOW HOW TO BALL I KNOW ARISTOTLE looolll if that isn't them

also i went absolutely lunatic last night and very loosely ranked all 31 songs (i usually do this after each of her ep releases) n imma just use your ask as an excuse to share the list LOL lmk what u thought of the album too bb!!

ttpd rankings:

the black dog

peter

robin

but daddy i love him

loml

the smallest man who ever lived

imgonnagetyouback

so high school

who's afraid of little old me

how did it end?

clara bow

down bad

guilty as sin

the albatross

the manuscript

so long london

i hate it here

the tortured poets dept

the bolter

i can do it w a broken heart

florida

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

cassandra

the prophecy

fortnight

the alchemy

my boy only breaks his fave toys

thank you aimee

i look in people's windows

fresh out of the slammer

i can fix him no rly i can

ranking 31 songs is hella tuff lmfao