#Come get your crops watered y'all

[the13throseii]

Man I can't. I'll watch a movie and be like "that was pretty enjoyable!" And then like 90% of people online are like "THIS MOVIE KILLED MY PARENTS IN FRONT OF ME"

[saltpepperbeard]

THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS AND THEORIES™ ABOUT THE NEW OFMD PICS:

So first of all, absolutely crying and throwing up over seeing Stede in more "stereotypical" sailor clothes as opposed to his usual attire. Secondly though, he looks to be surrounded by fine things, and it makes me wonder if he's attempting to barter for something? Maybe get a little SPECIAL SOMETHING FOR HIS SPECIAL SOMEONE???

And then this one kills me so hard because it looks like a message in a bottle. Is this an attempt at reaching out to Ed? Have they been trailing and failing to catch up with the Revenge, and this is Stede's attempt at trying to make contact? Or is this a message from Ed to Stede, a heartbroken warning to stay away? Regardless, SCREAMING.

AND THEN THIS ONE. SMILEY FACES. MATCHING OUTFITS!!! Maybe they've paired up with another crew and are temporary members? Like, in order to try and catch up with the Revenge, they had to team up with another ship/crew?

........if i speak

y'all already know that season 2 ed has led to MANY a breakdown already hsdjks. and i will be visiting this picture a little too much. but if i can CATCH MY BREATH A SECOND-

The pearls. And the fact that his hair is back. And the fact that his face is clear. AND HIS EARRING IS STILL THEERRREEEHSDJKLS.

He still looks hardened/heartbroken, but this look makes me think that conversations have happened, and maybe the first "healing seeds" have been planted.

And this maybe has me going the MOST bonker bananas because omfg.

Ed and Jackie. And Ed looking so much softer in comparison to the previous picture. Ed out of his leathers. Ed just VIBING. ED AND JACKIE JUST CHILLING.

I cannot express how many times I've pictured them talking, and pictured Jackie being like "You have the hots for WHO?????" Like if this is a moment where Jackie is having to be That Friend, aka the disapproving one of your friend's partner type deal HSKDJS LIKE,,, I HAVE ENVISIONED THE CONVERSATIONS SO SO MUCH.

And if they're watching Stede in that moment, if Stede is doing something silly stupid which is making Ed pull fond eyes and making Jackie pull a "wtf" expression like that,,, please. PLEASE.

I'm just.

My heart is so full. My crops are watered. My skin is clear. My depression is lifted.

And I cannot WAIT to see what all is in store for us. I cannot WAIT to see what all comes to light.

[the0racl30fd3lphi]

High on Cloud 9

pairing: xavier thorpe x gn!reader

warnings: fullf, established relationship, slight nudity, ouid

summary: you stumble into your inebriated boyfriend, xavier, and have to take care of him.

a/n: once again, written at half past i should probably be asleep i have work and errands tomorrow. y'all love xavier and it feeds my addiction so please enjoy!

word count: 1.2k

•••••

You'd strayed too long in the gardens, feeling the rush of life fill your veins as the plants brighten up a little in your presence. Anything that seemed like it needed a little more care and attention sought out for your touch and influence. You clipped enough chamomile from the nearby pot for two cups of tea. Just enough to refill your stash.

When people said you had a green thumb, they were telling the truth in multiple ways. Could you bring anything to life? Yeah. Did you have an affinity with foliage and plants? Sure. Were your thumbs green? Yes. But so were your whole hands just above your wrist.

Strolling through the halls trying to hide from teachers, you heard the echo of a call from a few halls down. It sounded vaguely like your name. Actually, it sounded exactly like your name because it was your name. As fast as you could you ran towards it while trying to keep quiet.

"Xavier?" You almost whisper yelled. "Why are you not in your dorm?" You approached your boyfriend quickly watching him trip over his own feet and slide down the walls laughing.

"Hi, my pretty lady," he wrapped himself around your legs in a hug, hands sat in the crook of your knees.

"Hi love, you're- oh." You tried to pull him up, but when you got closer to his face, chin resting on your thigh eyes gazing into yours, you smelt something rather familiar. Something similar to the fresh crop you grew for Ajax after he complained about his last one. You told him to use the smallest bit and dilute it for the best experience, yet with the way it was wafting off of Xavier you figured he probably didn't. "Yes come on love, lets go."

It took a hefty sum out of you to drag Xavier to this dorm, since you had to make sure no one caught you. But between his mumbles and drabbles about his fingers, the floors, the ceilings "no one seem to appreciate!"

"That's all fine, just move your hand for me," you could barely entertain his rambles as you fished your hand in his pocket to grab his keys and unlock the door.

"Y'know, this whole place is built so wonderful and gothically," he slumped against the wall when you bent to pull his shoes off. "the ceilings look like something straight out of an architecture.. history book.. or something." You pulled the layers of him and left him in a t-shirt and his joggers to sit him at his desk. "Why doesn't anyone look up and appreciate it more?" He was laid down in the star position now, giggly and admiring the roof of his dorm.

"I don't know darling," you hummed and started heating up some water on the electric kettle you left in Xavier's room a month ago. Next to it was a mug, waiting to be filled. You searched through your bag for the jar of honey Eugene gave you earlier, and the lemons Ms. Thornhill gave you after class. You were known for your obsession with teas so you needed to have the hookups for everything you needed when you weren't at home, in your garden conservatory.

"Xavier, lovely, get up and shower yeah?" You urged him from the side as you pulled out some fresh clothes for him.

"Are you my mother or my girlfriend?" He muttered as he got up and stumbled towards you. He gazed at you from his height with those big green doe eyes as he grabbed your hands, laying a kiss to the back of your hands before pressing his forehead against yours.

"You've called me both," pushing to your tiptoes you planted a quick kiss to his lips before playfully tapping his ass and directing him towards the bathroom shower. He laugh loudly and tipped his head all the way back before floating into the shower and slipping out a "yes ma'am!" before closing the door.

•••••

You'd settled comfortably on his bed, picking up where you left off with your edition of Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, when you heard a knock from the shower, and the soft mumble of your name.

Sliding off his bed and padding to the door, you creaked it open and slipped your head through, "Yes, love?" You called to him. Quickly you found his sitting form peaking out through the curtain, resting on the side of the tub. "Can you wash my hair please?" He pouted and pleaded with you.

"Of course Xavi, one minuet." The shower seemed to have relaxed him even more he almost fell asleep feeling the warmth. You peeled off your sweater and changed into a pair of his boxers in case you got wet. Which, knowing Xavier, he'd probably try to pull you in and you liked your outfit too much.

Kneeling down by the tub was the only comfortable position you could get in without being completely soaked. You put a dollop of shampoo on your hands, lathered it up, and started combing your fingers through his hair and scrubbing into his scalp. "Baby keep your head up, don't go loose on me now," you slipped a wet kiss on his cheek and he smiled.

There's something so intimate about washing someone's hair for them. The head, the scalp, its such a sensitive and delicate place that trusting someone with it blindly feels like such an honor. Xavier had a rough upbringing and some rough trust issues, and how he asked you to do take care of you made you feel privileged.

Carefully, as if he was fragile glass that would shatter at a cold breath, you wove through the knots, tangles, built up tenseness. It was such a wonderful and vulnerable experience. The woody scent of his shampoo and conditioner flew through the air and gave the room such a warm and inviting smell.

You reached for the shower head and softly rinsed all the soap out of his hair and wrapped a towel around his head to keep it all together until you could dry it. He helped you somewhat, drying himself off while you carded through his clothes, that he dumped on the floor with the clean pile, to find what was fresh to put him in.

Helping him into his clothes you than sat him down on the toilet while you grabbed the blow dryer. At this point he got cuddly and wrapped his arms around your middle, head completely buried in your stomach. Barely enough to breath but just enough to live. You kissed the top of his head and chuckled while you started blow drying his hair. It was a feat, he gave you very limited room for motion so it was tough to maneuver but you did it.

The two of you settled into a warm embrace as you put a movie on your laptop to lull you both to bed. Xavier, fresh and warm, drinking his sweet chamomile tea, quickly passed out. You had enough time to put everything away and get comfortable again before sleep quickly claimed you too.

You two always sleep better together, but something in the air tonight felt different, and the sleep was unlike any other rest you'd had.

And just like that night, just like the tea, the morning was just as gentle and loving.

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[storiesofsvu]

Bryan Kneef NSFW Alphabet

Bryan Kneef x reader Warnings: so much smut, so many kinks, dirty derogatory talk, teasing, threesomes, edging, masturbation. y'all know the drill lol. I don't remember if this was requested. It's been sitting in my wips for MONTHS now and I figured I should finally finish it.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It mainly depends on the setting, if Bryan takes someone home, or is in someone’s bed he’ll give the minimal amount of cuddles he needs. He doesn’t like to, but he knows with the amount of bdsm kinky things he’s into he needs to make sure his partner is okay afterwards, no matter what level of involved they are. He’ll usually wait til she’s asleep and then sneak out. If you’re in a committed relationship he’s going to be incredibly gentle, if its not too late he loves to take a bath with you, watching the hickeys and marks on your skin darken as he holds you under the water, enjoying the relaxation himself.

B = Body part (your favourite body part of theirs and theirs of yours)

He adores your ass. I mean, he loves all of your body, tits, hips, calves, lips, but your ass is something he can never get enough of. Grabbing it, squeezing it, fucking it, he’s all about  ass.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Bryan loves to cum deep inside you, and adores watching the cum leak out of you, fucking it back into your cunt with his fingers, a toy or his cock (this is of course as long as your on BC or he’s snipped, he aint about that baby life). He also loves coming on your face, basically anything with cum, the messier the better.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He will sub for the right person, and will gladly get pegged and he absolutely adores it

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He’s *very* experienced. He knows exactly how to seduce someone and exactly how to please them, and just the best way to get himself off. Name something and he’s likely tried it. He’s afraid of basically nothing and is always down to explore kinks or walk someone down that road.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying) Doggy. There’s no doubt. He loves to watch your ass, thrust a thumb into your ass as he fucks you, pull you flush against him, hand wrapping around your throat as he pounds into you from behind.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s more serious. A few little chuckles here and there before he’s done with it. Though if he’s actually with someone he’ll be more goofy in the moment, but even with someone he loves he’s sill gonna be more serious.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) 

Bryan likes to sleep around, he’s a playboy and that kind of intimacy doesn’t even become part of the conversation until he’s sure that he wants to pursue a relationship with someone or if he knows that from the start and is “courting” them instead of seducing them. Ya get me? Lol. If he sees you and knows instantly you’re more than a quick fuck he’s gonna pull out all the stops, rose petals on the bed for the first night you sleep together and shit.

J = Jack off (masturbation head canon)

Likely daily. Morning wood taken care of in the shower. In the evening’s he’ll strip down and get into bed, getting super comfortable, drink in one hand, cock in the other as he turns on porn and watches for a few hours. Most nights it’s gonna be a long run, teasing himself until he can’t hold back anymore.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It would literally be easier to list the things he’s *not* into LOL. Bryan’s all about the BDSM community, he likes to tie you up, use a crop to spank you, all about the toys for both you and him. Pet play is something he enjoys, and you just have to know this man has a dirty kink.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

He knows he has to be somewhat careful due to his job/image, but he’ll likely fuck you anywhere. He’s a bit of a exhibitionist, loves fucking you up against the windows, bent over his desk, the bathroom at a bar, in the shower at home, over the kitchen island, on the couch.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

 A number of things! He particularly enjoys you in lingerie, or little hints of it peeking out from under your clothes. Skirt riding up just enough to see the top of your thigh highs, bending over just enough so he can see the red lace under your shirt. Coming home to find you half or fully naked in his bed. Getting sent racy texts or photos is what really gets him going. He’s also the one that gets horny jealous. If he sees you flirting with another man/getting hit on by another man you just know he’s going to take you home (or to the nearest private space) and is gonna remind you who you belong to and why.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There may be a lot he’ll experiment with but I’m gonna say that scat play is past his limit.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves pussy but he absolutely loves getting his dick sucked, there’s just nothing comparable to it. The image of you on your knees in front of him makes him instantly hard, and he obviously likes them messy. Likes when you spit into your hand before stroking his cock, loves fucking your face, drool dripping down your chin, thrusting so deep into your throat you’re gagging around him, eyes watering, mascara running. The more ruined you are by the end of it the better.

When it comes to giving, he is good at it and knows what he’s doing, but it’s a step that he’ll skip for his quick hook ups.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough 99% of the time. He likes it hard, he likes to fuck you senseless, deep and hard enough that you’re going to be feeling it for the rest of the week.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Absolutely fucking adores them. Quickie in the shower, quickie in the morning once he sees the lingerie you’re wearing. Sees you in a fancy dress for a gala? Gonna fuck you in the backseat of the car on the way there. Office quickie? You bet.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Absolute risk taker. He’s always game to experiment and try out something new. He’s only turned down a couple of things over the years and that’s cause they were super fucking weird. He’s more than willing to role play, for you to dress up, or recreate porn you’ve watched together. And he’s obviously not against fucking in public.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He can last a decent amount of time. Long enough for the foreplay, for you to suck his dick and then to fuck you into next week. If he is starting to get tired, or it’s been a longer day, he’ll make you ride him a while before he dicks you down. As for rounds, he can go all night, but he’s gonna need a bit longer of a break between turns, and he loves to cock warm you during those.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) This man has a toy collection big enough to rival your own, maybe even bigger. He’s got a couple of vibes to help out when his hands get tired, or the position means he can’t really reach your clit. He’s definitely got one that sits in your panties and rubs on your clit that he has the remote to. Same with an internal one of the same. He’s got butt plugs of varying sizes, at least one dildo so he can fully double penetrate you without having someone else there. He’s definitely got a couple of cock rings and at least one of them vibrates. He’s also not afraid of his own ass being played with, so he’s got toys for that too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s the ultimate tease. Fantastic with words, sexts, and dirty talk he’ll have you absolutely dripping and whining for him and he’ll still make you choke on his cock, grinding on his shoe before he’ll touch you. And if you’ve been the one teasing him and riling him up all day, you better believe that he’s not letting you come, he’ll wait til you’re right on the brink and then completely stop. As long as he’s come himself, he’s not touching you and you just know you’re not allowed to touch yourself for the next week. (but he’ll use you however he wants to in that time frame).

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not crazy loud, lots of groaning, grunting and swearing. But he’s also into dirty talk, and definitely leans to the derogatory side of things. Calling you his dirty whore, his little cum slut, how well you take his thick cock, how good it feels when he’s stretching you out, daddy’s needy thing.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

Loves M/M/F threesomes. Sometimes it’s the DP action, seeing two cocks stuffed tight into one hole (or two, depending) and sometimes it’s getting his ass fucked while he fucks someone else. He’s got no shame when it comes to that and will openly admit that he enjoys the company of both men and women.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He’s thick, veiny, a shower. It’s big and he knows it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Decently high. He likes to fuck a few times a week at the very minimum and I like to believe he’s a daily masturbator. Even on the days where he’s tired or out of it, working late or the like and doesn’t really have the yearn to fuck all it takes is you showing up in your lingerie, or naked, or getting on your knees and he’ll start to get hard.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty fucking quickly, especially if he’s certain there’s no more rounds to be had, or if it’s a work night, he’s out pretty fast.

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[nut4shuri]

DATING LETITIA WRIGHT PRT 2!!🤎

Since yall loved the first one ive decided to make a second one.

(this one is a little shorter tho)

Letitia grew up in the UK,meaning she didnt have much knowledge to how things work in the US,cultural,lifestyle,and just a new atmosphere wise.

She's always so in awe by everything about you.

Whys your hair so damn long? Is it so i can pull it."" She said as she combed through the long locks of silky hair.(That 40 inch,yall know it.)

"No it's not so you can pull it,pull my shit its gone be me an you."

She smirked "Or it could just be me in you." she said as she gathered your hair together playfully bending you over the bathroom sink.

"Nasty Ass"

"Where's the rest of your shirt baby" she said as she attempted to pull the cropped tee down lower.

"And yall these are the Good4thebody Blue jeans from shein they're so comfy and they really shape the body" you walked into the camera attempting to give a quick 360 but letita walked in front of you.

"Yall good. Yall dont gotta see all that" she said

"Girl get out my video."

Meeting Your Family

“Y/N who's your friend?“

"Your daughter is just a handful."

Your family chuckled as every one sat at the dinner table,taking in laughs,making jokes,and the atmosphere just felt so right.

Many different Dishes sat on the tables,Greens,Yams,Cornbread,Beans,Chicken,Etc.

"Shes been like that since she was younger"your mom said as she let of a big and vibrant smile.

"Y/N come help mama with the dishes" your mama spoke.

"I like her.."she said making you smile.

"I do to mommy."

"Is she good to you,she seems sweet and full of love"

"Shes amazing,i wouldn't ask for anyone else."

"Well you know what im finna say.."

"Mama..you do know she's a girl-“

“girl yesss“ your mama said laughing.

“I meant like are y'all planning on adoption or something..“

“hmm maybe we haven't really talked about children yet mama.“

"Well you know i want some grandbabies"

You walked and stopped in the door way of the living room. Letita sat talking to your aunts.

"Y/N girl you done got thick on us." Your aunt said as you walked past.

"You been eating good"

"I have."

"She has." Letita looked at you with a smirk.

Yall do fun things like Tik Toks,Vlogs,Pranks And ETC.

“girl no that's wrong way!“ you said as you attempted to teach your girlfriend a new trending dance.

“I be seeing them edits y'all be making about me.“ lettita said as she laid stretched out on the bed beside you,she had her hood on and low eyes. She smiled cocky at her camera making you mug her.

“yeah and y'all better just keep wishing the fuck.“ you said making her chuckle.

“yeah y'all know y/n crazy as he'll. .“

“whatever.“ you said mugging her. She was feeling herself a lil too much.

“come onnn“ you said attempting to pull your girlfriend to the backseat of the car.

She licked her lips and looked at you speaking in a raspy voice “if I come back their,you not gone be able to walk for a month. Now get your narrow ass back up here and put on this seat belt y/n.“

She was always so sweet to you no matter what.making sute you ate and making sure you got ate...

“ma you hungry?“

“ma you want some taco bell?“

“ma whatchu want from the store?“

“I bought you breakfast in bed mamass“

“you want some head?“

She always took you on set whenever she filmed. Making sure you got everything you wanted while their and where was comfortable as you could be.

“you ok ma? You need anything.“ she said as she rubbed your thigh lightly.

You smiled shaking your head and taking a sip of your water sitting back in your chair.

She treated you like the queen you where and would t let up for nun. She constantly reminded you that you where the baddest no matter what.

“ma you dont need no plastic surgery.“

“but..“

“but nothing.“ she said using her hand to raise your chin.

“you beautiful as fuck.“

END

[robynroost]

Okay so I've done some write-ups for various fandoms in the past, and having been in the Stardew Valley for a little while now (I'm soo LATE to the game but I'm glad I get to experience it!) I thought why not a Shane fiction seeing as he is my absolute favourite character! Really be addicted to this man istg ;-; anyway, I'm not sure what write ups are like here, but I wanna share! Hope y'all like it! It's short and sweet, not great either, but I enjoyed writing it all the same ^^

The Long Walk Home

(Fic based on Shane's 8 heart event during the storm)

Pairing - Shane x Farmer (Female Y/n!)

Warnings - Mentions of sui*ide, depression, anxiety etc. Hospitals, alcoholism...

Description - After spending your evening speaking with Emily about your previous encounter with Shane at Marnie's ranch (previous heart event) an early storm roles in as you leave, taking the long walk back to your little farmhouse. It isn't until your foot bumps into something odd that you realise not everything is as it seems in Cindersap Forest...

Thunder rolled overhead. What had previously been predicted for the end of the Summer season had come early: a torrential downpour of fat, heavy luke-warm raindrops and the whip-cracking sound of clouds crashing into eachother at such an outstanding velocity that the sky tore in two with the claws of lightning bolts.

You had been perched upon a stool inside the cozy Stardrop Saloon of Pelican Town, head buried into your muddied arms with your right hand clutching onto a half-empty glass of water after a long day in the fields. Work hadn't intended to be so difficult, albeit the thought of what had happened the day previously had you wracking your brains with guilt and worry for the past several hours - even as you attempted to sleep.

"I'm sure Shane will be fine." Emily sat opposite you, her hand working a cloth inside one of the Saloon glasses as she continued, her expression attempting to be cheerful with a splash of hope, "I've known him ever since he moved here with little Jas. He's always been to himself, always here drinking..."

Your head snapped upright with a frown, "That's the point. He's always drinking, and he's always to himself..." You wavered your hand in a gesture that could only explain your worry further, "I mean- who has actually spent the time to ask him how he's really feeling?"

Emily replied with a shrug and a frown, "Nobody really gets much else out of him than the snarky replies, so nobody really bothers." She buried her hand deeper into the glass as she spoke, your eyes watching closely as the squeaking became louder,  "I do tend to get more of a friendlier conversation mind you, but that's about it, poor guy..."

"Guess I'm just worried about him is all, he does seem like a lovely person. I've spent enough time with him at the dock to see that." You murmured with a shrug.

Another splitting crash of thunder had the walls of the Saloon shake. You narrowed your eyes upward towards the celling as if you expected the entire thing to collapse under the sheer malice of such a storm. Emily too shared your concerned expression and took a step back, tipping her head a few times towards the door, "You best be off if you want to get home in one piece."

"Yeah too right," you agreed whilst scooping yourself up and fixing your boots into place, "Thanks for the chat though. I'll go see how Shane's doing tomorrow. Gonna be passing that way back home actually, I fancy a walk."

With a wave and a bow of farewell you were on your way, arms crossed to shield yourself from the debris that the wind had managed to strip from the trees as you made your way back through Cindersap Forest. The rain had practically flooded you by the time you'd taken five steps out of the Saloon, but you welcomed it. Summer had been unusually hot this year, and you and your crops needed the much needed water to moisten your dry skin.

Now with such dark, thick clouds overhead, you struggled to see a good few feet ahead of you, and the jet stream of rain didn't seem to help either.

Of course I forgot my flashlight... how could I possibly-

Clank!

That wasn't thunder...?

There it was again. That same clanking noise that sounded awfully familiar to "Beer cans...?"

There now resting cold and wet in your hand was an empty beer can after you had bent down to investigate. It had to be the same brand of alcohol as the cans you had seen in Shane's room yesterday. That's when a heavy gust of wind disturbed the forest floor and with that the sound of various other cans echoed down the pathway leading towards the edge of the forest, close to the cliffside.

Curiosity always got the better of you, you'd admit, but this was a different sort. It was anxiety bubbling away in your stomach, a knot so tight and horrifying it urged you to just go and follow that ominous trail - it was fear gnawing away at your bones...

So you followed with a frown.

A can here, a can over there... until you saw it through the flash of lightning. A silhouette of a man face down, teetering on the edge of the cliffside, surrounded by empty cans.

You could barely feel your throat vibrate when your chest constricted, letting out a terribly frightened yelp. Your feet charged aimlessly towards the scene, your heart rampaging inside your chest. You collapsed next to him, hands gripping onto the drenched blue rugged jumper as you begged for him to show you any signs of life, "Shane- come on Shane wake up!"

There was a sudden shift, and you felt yourself flopping back onto your knees with wide eyes and a slack jaw, hands now buried into your lap.

"...Y/n?" Shane barely managed to wheeze out at you, jaw clenched and eyes shut firmly. He stifled a sob, "I...I'm sorry..."

You found yourself silent and unmoving, as if you had a complete understanding of the situation and knew what to do: let Shane speak his truth. Regardless, you couldn't make much noise from your voice box through the shock anyway.

The man let out a drunken hiccup and barely managed to take in another breath as he continued, "M...My life... it's a pathetic joke."

Your eyes, heavy with sadness, caught sight of the tears that escaped his ducts. Even with such heavy rain, you could just tell that those droplets sliding down his cheek grew more heavy than the downpour itself.

Shane continued, "Look at me... why do I even try?" Sobbing again, much harder this time, Shane recoiled into himself. He felt his hand slip over the edge of the cliffside and narrowly opened an eye to take a look out into the horizon, "I'm too small and stupid to... to take control of my own life. I'm just a p... piece of soiled garbage flittering in the wind..." He jerked, having almost thrown up the incredibly high amount of alcohol he had consumed prior, and felt himself nearing the edge some more, eyes now focusing on the border of the cliffside, "I've been coming here often lately... looking down... here's a chance to finally take control of my life... these cliffs..."

You could have sworn you felt your heart shatter. You knew Shane was struggling but not like this... it had you completely broken listening to the pain in his voice. Your hands shook uncontrollably as you continued to listen.

"B... but I'm too scared-" Shane jolted again, forcing his mouth shut, "... too anxious. Just like always..."

You felt Shane's attention focus on you this time, "Y/n... all I do is work, sleep and drink...t... to dull the feelings of self-hatred." He was now angling his head towards you, deep green eyes focused on your own as you silently gasped with a visible flinch, "Why should I even go on? Tell me... T... Tell me why I shouldn't roll off this cliff right now."

A moment of clarity finally hit. You knew this was your time to speak. Shane gazed at you expectantly, deep purple hair clinging to his drenched face.

You took a deep breath, barely holding back a sob of your own, before steadying yourself to speak with a broken expression,  "The decision is your own. Just know that I'm here for you."

Shane remained silent for a moment, and another roaring crash of thunder echoed overhead. The storm should surely pass soon.

Finally, he answered, a small glint of hope now shining through the dark shadow behind those eyes, "... Thanks. I appreciate that. I really do."

Your head tipped to the side, a sad frown formed upon your face as you attempted to place your hand upon Shane's, but ultimately pulled back. Shane let out a gurgled cough and groan before attempting to lift himself, though he barely managed a few centermeters before collapsing back down, "Y/n... I think you should take me to the hospital now."

Your eyes widened, and you barely had time to even think before you were on your feet and gently scooped Shane up, letting him wrap his arms around your shoulders to keep him upright, "It's gonna be a long walk... but I'll get you there. Just don't give up Shane. Stay awake. Let me know if you need to stop or anything, okay?"

Shane whined out in pain but stabled himself against you, wincing in pain as he barely managed to stand straight. He nodded, gripping onto you as if his life depended on it- which it did, of course.

You gave him a squeeze for comfort and began your perilous walk, "I'll get you there Shane. I promise..."

***

White hospital lights hummed overhead. You found yourself waking from a short nap, head against the pearl-coloured sheets of a bed, but not your own. As you rose to sit upright, your tired eyes caught sight of Shane. He was tucked neatly under the sheets, hair now mostly dry and fluffed up, sticking in all different angles but mainly falling over his closed eyes. His chest rose and fell softly in such a way that at long last showed relaxation for such a mentally exhausted individual.

A sigh of absolute relief escaped your lungs, finding yourself gazing at the man's face in awe of how peaceful he finally seemed.

"How are you Y/n?" The voice that jolted you upright was none other than Harvey, the town doctor and one you knew well. He came to stand bedside your chair, looking down.

You offered Harvey a reassuring smile, "I'm doing okay, thank you Harvey. Just a little cold."

A small nod from Harvey reaffirmed his content with your own wellbeing. You hadn't come down with a fever, nor a cough, so you were going to be fine. He then turned his attention to Shane, "I've pumped his stomach and re-hydrated his body. He's going to be okay."

You gave Harvey a slow nod, sighing in the process as you frowned softly, eyes locked onto Shane's face as he slept. You felt the warmth of Harvey's hand meet your shoulder to offer some comfort as he spoke, "It's good you brought him in, though."

A wave of concern washed over Harvey's face as he spoke, "Too much alcohol is terrible for the body, but I'm more worried about his mental health..."

Me too... you wanted to speak that out loud, but something stopped you. For now, you just wanted to remain silent.

"Once he comes to," Harvey continued, "I'll have a chat with him about his treatment options. I know an excellent councelor in Zuzu City."

Ha... something that concrete jungle is actually good for...

You felt yourself shudder. Shane seemed so peaceful now... so content. You could hardly believe that you could have lost him tonight. If you hadn't made your way back through Cindersap, who knows what would have happened... Harvey's hand squeezed your shoulder to bring you back round, and you gazed upward to meet his eye.

"Life can be painful, sometimes..." Harvey spoke with a spark of confidence, "But there's always hope for a better future. You've got to believe in that." With that, Harvey removed his hand and gave you a smile before exiting the room. You heard the audible click of the door as it shut and felt your gaze drift back over towards Shane.

Your head tipped to the side, and with a small smile, you placed your hand upon Shane's. He stirred slightly, fingers twitching, before he too began to smile ever so slightly. You felt a jolt within your chest, a warm fuzzy feeling that completely shrouded each nerve ending within you. Tonight's events... the way you felt yourself gazing so protectively over the man ahead of you, and the idea of almost losing him had your head spinning until finally you felt realisation dig its claws into you.

You'd fallen for him. You had fallen in love, and you'd almost lost that all in one night, but here you were with your hand against Shane's own.

Now you were just thankful you had taken the long walk home.

[miyuhpapayuh]

9. somethin' special.

The next morning, She sits on the bathroom floor, contemplating the last twelve hours of her life.

Rod talked her into going back inside the club and after her third shot, she doesn't remember anything. She got so drunk that she actually passed out and woke up in her bed with her dress still on.

She'd pulled it off and basically crawled all the way in the bathroom. Her stomach is in the tightest and most queasy knot ever. The constant dry heaving is kicking her ass. It's a good thing she was off today.

"Tyler," she called out, as loud as her sore throat can bear.

"Tylerrrr!!” She smacks the door all the way open and glares at Stevie.

"Girl, why are you on the floor? And where's your clothes?" She throws her hands up and shrugs.

She leaves out and comes back with a tank top and some shorts, sits them on the counter, before helping Stevie up off the floor. She slowly gets dressed.

"What happened last night?"

"Oh girl, you had a good ass time. You threw them shots back like a madwoman! Rod was hyping your goofy ass up, too."

She opens her medicine cabinet and pulls out the aspirin. "Let's go this way, before I fall down."

She grabs a hold of Stevie's arm and they head into her room.

She falls back on her bed and pulls the pillow over her face.

"Did you have sex last night?" She asks.

She snatches the pillow away from her face.

"No."

Tyler jerks her head back. "Why so sassy?"

"I wanted nothing more than to have sex on my birthday and he turned me down."

"You were off your ass. Of course, he turned you down." She squints her eyes at her. "I can see if y'all had sex before, but you ain't never had no dick and he was just calmin' your horny ass down, before you did something you was gon' regret, later."

Stevie shrugs, grabbing the water off her nightstand, unscrewing the cap on it, before popping two aspirin and chugging half the bottle.

"All I know is, he got me waiting this long, it better be worth it."

"Oh, I'm sure it is."

She sits in her computer chair and finishes typing the last couple of sentences for her report.

She got so carried away last night that she almost forgot that it was due by the end of today.

And yes, while everyone is done with the semester and enjoying the summertime, Stevie had to be extra as hell and take a summer course. But on the plus side, it only lasts for five weeks.

"Annnd.... done!" She hits submit in the bottom right corner and shuts her computer down. She pushes away from the table and walks towards the nightstand and grabs her ringing phone.

"Hello," she sings.

"You sound happy." Rod's voice comes through,making her chuckle and stare out the window, watching the sun start to set. "Is that for me?"

"Mmmm.... nah. I just finished my report way ahead of time, and I'm glad about it."

"Wow, it's like that?"

"Yup,” she pops her lips for emphasis.

"Damn, I had something special planned for you, too." She rolls her eyes.

"No you didn't."

"I ain't never lied to you, shorty." She sucks her teeth.

"Rod, don't play with me."

"Aight." The line goes dead. She pulls the phone away from her ear and looks at it crazily.

"Did he ju—" she stares at her phone, closes it and opens it back, her thumb reaching for that first digit, before he's calling again.

I let it ring twice, before holding it up to her ear. His deep laughter fills the silence.

"Still think I'm playin' witchu?"

"Yo ass better be on the way to come get me, I know that much."

"I got you, babygirl." She hangs up, this time.

Quickly pulling the oversized T-shirt over her head, she heads towards the pile of clothes and pulls out the soft pink crop top that Tyler bought for her birthday, along with her favorite pair of jean shorts, they made her butt look fantastic.

She pulls out her brown sandals and applies a coat of strawberry flavored gloss to her lips, before sneaking into Tyler's room. She grabs a bottle of perfume off her dresser and sprays it in front of herself, taking in the whiff.

"Hm... smells like sin." She sprays a little bit on her neck, chest, wrists and legs. She sits it down and heads downstairs. 

She gets to the bottom of the staircase and there's two knocks on the door. She smirks and takes her time, walking across the floor.

Pulling the door open, Rod stands ready to greet her with a mirrored expression and a tulip, to her surprise. 

Her eyes darted between the smug look on his face and the pretty flower. Her lips curl up into a smile.

"You tryna butter me up, huh?"

He laughs, before linking their fingers together and pulling her almost all the way out of the door.

"Wait, I need my key." She backs up towards the counter and grabs it, heads back out, this time closing and locking it behind her.

Opening the passenger door of his Jeep for her, he helps her inside. She sits inside and twirls the flowers between her fingers, watching how the orange hue from the sky hits the petals.

Rod rounds the car and starts it up. He glances at her, smiling to himself. She doesn't know how adorable she is to him.

Pulling out of her driveway, he starts the journey back to his place. Stevie shifts in her seat and admires his side profile, like always. She even reaches out to play with his growing beard.

He caresses the side of her hand, absentmindedly turning her on, even more than she already is.

She pulls away, only for his hand to follow and land on her thigh. He gives a squeeze for appreciation.

She hums to herself, laying her head on the seat. Coming to a red light, he turns and catches her gaze.

The same hue that shines on her flower, flows gracefully over her face and the chain that he bought her.

Facing the road just in time to see the light turn green, he continues down the road for a few minutes, before turning into his driveway. He hops out and rounds the car to open her door and help her down.

A comfortable silence falls over them as they walk the short distance to his front door. Unlocking it, he allows her to go in first.

"So... what's the someth— mm." His lips find hers, as her back becomes one with the wall beside the door. He tugs on her bottom lip and pulls away.

"I'm sure you know." Picking her up, he carries her towards the stairs. Her eyes follow the rose petals on each step and she melts right in his arms.

"Oh my gosh."

Setting her back on her feet, he pushes his bedroom door open and she lets out a gasp. He takes her hand and they follow the even bigger trail of roses to his bed. The whiff of lavender hits her nose, as she looks around at the candles that somewhat litter his dresser.

Her back hits his soft gray comforter. He kneels at the end of the bed and removes her sandals, before kissing her feet. She sits up and giggles, scooting away from him.

"Come back, babygirl." He pulls her back by her legs.

She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, again. He slides his hand between her legs and fidgets with the button on her shorts.

She reaches forward and grips his shirt, beginning to pull it away from his body. He raises his arms, and she tosses the shirt. He does the same with her shorts.

His large hands push her back on the bed, while his lips trail kisses from her thighs to the hem of her crop top. Her nails graze against the nape of his neck.

"You smell so good..." he pulls the material up, revealing her breasts. He grunts, before covering her left nipple with his wet mouth. She wraps her legs around his waist and lets out a whimper.

"Mmm," the stir in the pit of her stomach grows stronger. Her back bends away from the bed, but is quickly pushed back down. He repeats the action to her right nipple.

"That feels so good." His lips leave her chest and he hovers over her. She grazes her nails down his chestnut hued abs, ending at the loop on his jeans. She gives it a tug.

He taps her thigh and she removes herself from his waist. He stands from the bed and rids himself of his jeans, revealing his impressive girth to her.

Her mouth shamelessly drops open. Her eyes darted to his and back down, below his waist. He chuckles and climbs back between her legs, hooking a finger onto the thin band of her panties.

Pulling them away from her waist, he wastes no time and sloppily dives in. Her shaky fingers find the back of his head, pulling him in closer.

"Oh shit.. ohhh shit," his tongue works against her bud, until her body shakes and she cries out, reaching her first peak of the night.

But, this time, he continues to slurp away at her.

"B-baby— wait!" She scoots back and he follows. His hands wrap around her thighs, keeping her in place. She squeezes her eyes shut, and lets out a squeal.

"Unh! I'm gonna c-cum! Oh fuckkk!" She grabs the sides of his face and grinds against his mouth. He moans at her taste, making the knot in her stomach tighten.

"Fuck!" letting out the prettiest moan he's ever heard her make, she falls back on the bed and crosses her legs. Her chest rapidly rises and falls.

He reaches across her and grabs a condom, before dropping his boxers. She opens her eyes and catches another glimpse of what's about to attempt to fit inside of her.

Rolling it onto his length, he pulls her up to fully remove her shirt. Her legs find their way back around his waist, and his hands come up to caress her cheek.

"I'll be gentle, I promise."

"Okay." She places her tiny hands on his broad shoulders, maintaining eye contact.

He pushes into her slowly, groaning at how unbelievably tight she is. Her eyes widened for a second, before snapping shut.

A hiss flies out. Her lips part slightly, letting small whimpers escape.

She feels an uncomfortable pressure, biting down on her lip and breathes through her nose.

He slides all the way in, before pulling out and repeating the action.

"Are you okay, baby?" His eyes wander over her face. She nods, keeping her lip tucked between her teeth.

He continues stroking at a slow pace, making sure she's comfortable and allowing her to get used to his size. Her hands move towards his chest.

Her left leg is now perched on his hip, as the pain and pressure starts to fade, becoming replaced by what she's been waiting to feel.

Her moans fill his ear, causing a smile to break out on his lips. Her eyes flutter closed. He leans down to brush the hair away from her neck and places kisses there.

"Oh my God," she moans just above a whisper, "just like that."

Picking up his pace, he begins to grind hips into hers. She grips his back and small gasps leave her mouth. A tingle shoots through her, causing her back to arch underneath him.

"How does it feel, babygirl?" Her eyes open up again, hazily staring into his. Her mouth opens, but her words are stuck in her chest.

"S-so goo— unh," his length brushes against a spot that makes her eyes roll back. He kisses her parted lips.

"That's the spot? Right here?" One hand grabs a fistful of the covers, while the other scratches at his back. Her moans grow louder.

"Yes...yesss," continuing to hit her spot, he presses his body against hers. Her nub starts swelling as she squeezes him, involuntarily.

"Shit... you feel so good, babygirl." He sloppily kisses her, tangling his tongue with hers. Her breathing becomes labored.

She pulls away and tosses her head deep into the pillows. Her hands push at his chest, as her peak gets closer. Increasing his strokes, his hips begin to slam into hers.

"Ohh my— fuck! I'm gonna cum, baby!"

His grunts and her moans mix. Her heavy breathing turns into panting as her vision goes blurry, her chest caving in.

"Oh my God... right there... don't st–stop! Don't stop!" His hand grips her neck, making her look at him.

"Let it go, mama."

Her brows furrow deeply, pupils dilate. The jolt of pleasure that runs through her body makes her see white. Her orgasm hitting her like a ton of bricks.

He continues to grind into her, until her hands push at his waist. She covers her face and lets out a heavy sigh.

"Just.... give me a minute," she says, breathlessly.

He presses kisses on the hand that's covering her face, before grabbing her other hand and doing the same.

"That was.... wow."

He chuckles and buries his face into her neck.

"I'm glad, I could make you feel good." Humming, she throws her arm over his shoulder.

"That's definitely an understatement." He nips at her skin and pulls away, bringing his attention back to her face. 

She giggles and places a peck on his lips. "Do it again." 

He raises an eyebrow.

"Do what, again?"

"Make me feel good." The innocence in her smile makes him dive back into her, causing her lips to part and let out his new favorite sounds.

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[tobiasdrake]

Okay, this is nuts but I'm all in. What's the recipe?

Hold up, what about the Hydralion? That's a sea monster that's alive and well. I know because it flamethrowered me in the face several times like an asshole. I would be 100% onboard with hunting it down and killing it, and this way, it wouldn't even be out of spite!

...of course, seahorses don't have scales; They have an exoskeleton made of bony plates, which is similar but not the same thing. But we can burn that bridge when we get to it. The important thing is that it would allegedly be part of our Borrowed Time tasks and therefore we can bring Garl with us.

So that's Water. Fire ingredient is....

That sounds like a challenge to me.

No, for real, you can't say shit like that and then not expect me to want to go fight it. I've been challenged now. I want, no, need to kill the lava monster.

Earth component:

Malkomud, obviously. Unfortunately, the molekin inexplicably decided to stop studying earth magic because they like using pickaxes instead. I still can't figure that one out. Fortunately, neurodivergent kids with hyperfixations are nature's remedy for the proliferation of ignorance.

We'll have to be sure to tell cartographers that. I'm all for it, but the word needs to be spread. Things get names just by being called that and having people tell each other that it's called that until it enters common vernacular.

We can start with Mirth and spread it from there.

Alright, last ingredient: Wind.

Shit. Once again, I feel like I know that name. Zephyr? Zephyr.... Like the Watchmaker, I think it's come up in passing before but never been dwelt on.

Because we're making a volcano-sized dish, obviously. Have you ever met the Sleeper? That thing's continentally huge. It makes y'all look shrimpy by comparison.

All snakes are carnivores, Garl. But I'll agree to pretend otherwise if you'll agree to pretend that seahorses have scales. This is a good plan.

Damn right, you don't. It might seem simple but this is the Most Blessed Mortal so you fucking watch your tone. If anyone can cook conflict-ending volcano bread, it's this man.

Ooh, new doodad. Guessing that opens the locked door east of town.

Have you not been paying attention? Garl has a Charisma score of 25. That's 5 points higher than you're allowed to put it, but he has one because he's just that awesome. This has been proven time and again.

Fate demanded that Garl must perish because if he lived to cross the Sea of Stars with us, he would be able to persuade the Fleshmancer into ending the war and retiring peacefully over the span of a ten-minute conversation. Probably in Mirth!

...what do you mean, you don't have a lot of time? I was of the understanding that you had "However long it takes to complete the task provided you don't stray from it" length of time.

I hate this. I hate that we're splitting up. I don't want us to split up. This is the opposite of what I said we should do last night. But I also said you're in charge so... FUCK. >.< Why do you tear my heart to pieces like this, Garl?

Zale's responsible for bottling Zephyr... whatever that means. I'm sure I know but I can't recall.

Absolutely. I called dibs. Council doesn't think we, as a group, can handle the lava monster? Joke's on them; I'm about to solo that thing with my raw, unbridled lunar might.

I also wanted to slay the Hydralion out of spite but honestly I'm satisfied as long as the fucker gets what's coming to him.

Why do you tear my heart to pieces like this, Garl?

Roping the villagers into it too. I like that plan. I was wondering how we were going to grow enough crops for an entire volcano oven. Magic dew is a solution for the time but the quantity was still asking a lot of a handful of people who've never farmed before.

Well. Boss man's given us our marching orders. Let's head out. This will definitely be one for Teaks's journal.

[mxyx-rx444]

Let the Good Times Roll

Sevika x NOLA!reader x Izogie part 1

summary- it's mardi gras down in New Orleans and your lovers decide to participate in its festivities this year, what they don't know is that they're in for a surprise with the style of dancing that's known around this time of year.

(18+) MEN & MINORS DNI!! this is for the sapphics only, mentions of alcohol, drug use (weed), ass shaking, maybe smut??

music to follow along with the story below

(Y/N's POV)

I sat at my vanity finishing up the final touches on my hair, making sure it was straight and checking my make up when my lovers walked into our shared bedroom. "Look at what we have here sevika, a beautiful princess getting all dolled up, what's the special occasion sweetheart?" I heard izogie ask as I made eye contact with her in the mirror. "Yeah, what's the special occasion doll? Did we miss a memo or something? " Sevika chimed in raising a perfect eyebrow in question. "Its Mardi gras, I'm one of the dancers on the floats, are y'all gonna come to the parade this year or stay here and be cooped up inside again?" I questioned my accent heavy on my tongue as I turned to face them. "Dancer? You never told us you dance." Sevika stated as she looked over at izogie who looked just as puzzled as her and shrugged. "Well, it's a...form..of dancin' , y'all are free to come and watch it won't hurt to have fun, it is the most fun holiday in New Orleans after all." I said sending them a wink as I went to put my shoes on. "You dance in that outfit doll? You look amazing though so I'm not complaining." Sevika commented coming behind me to give me a slap on the ass. "The type of dancing I do requires me to be as comfortable as possible baby." I said turning to check my outfit in the body length mirror by the bedroom door. A black long-sleeved crop top that stops right under my boobs paired with black ripped biker shorts and my black platform Converse. "So you two comin' or no? The parade starts in twenty minutes and it takes 10 to walk there since they have the streets blocked off and the streets are crowded." I explained grabbing my bag, making sure theres enough water for the three of us and stuffing a sweater in there. "Why not, we have nothing better to do than sit here all day. What about you sevika?" Izogie asked walking to the front door to put her shoes on. "Sure why not, but the first person to try anything we're leaving, got it?" Sevika said sitting on the couch putting her boots on. "Like anyone would try anything with two 6ft tall intimidating women walking with me, as long as you dont go on Bourbon Street that is." I stated walking to the door unlocking it. "What's wrong with Bourbon Street?" Izogie asked walking up behind me. "Its where all the crime happens. More now than ever as it's a holiday, everybody getting drunk and some not knowin' how to hold their liquor, they get rowdy. We ready ready to go?" I asked opening the door hearing the jazz band a few houses down and seeing people crowding the streets. "Yeah let's go so we can find a good spot to see you dance." Izogie said closing the door and locking it behind her. I turned to look at them with a wide grin on my face, "Let the good times roll baby." I said as I began walking towards the huge crowd with my 'bodygaurds' right behind me.

•time skip•

As we're walking through the crowd of dancing people to find a good spot for sevika and izogie to see the floats and the performances I see my best friend who's dancing on the float with me and some other dancers. "Sookie sookie if it ain't Ms. Cookie, what's up baby how you doin'? You shakin' on the float this year?" Tootie asked as she hugged me placing some beads around my neck and looking over my shoulder at sevika and izogie who are giving each other weird looks. "Who's these two with you?" She asked raising a pierced eyebrow at me. "These my ol' ladies I was telling you about at practice, and yeah I'm shakin' on the float this year, they're here to watch." I said turning to introduce them to each other, "Sevika. Izogie. This is my best friend Tootie, I've known her since we was in primary school. she'll be dancin' on the float with me and some others. Tootie, these are my girlfriends Sevika and Izogie," I said standing in between the two buff women. "Old? We're not that old, do we look that old sevika?" Izogie questioned looking down at me as I laughed.It's just a sayin' we have down here in the dirty south, we say ol' lady or ol' man when we're talkin' about our lovers." Tootie explained to the confused women standing beside me as she laughed. "Hey, the parade's about to start you comin' ?" My best friend asked as she turned to walk to our float. "Yeah I'll catch up to you in a second hol' on." I said said turning to the silent duo standing behind me to find their eyes already on me. "Alright, it was nice meetin' y'all enjoy the parade," tootie said as she began walking away. "What does she mean by 'shaking' I thought you were dancing?" Sevika questioned, "Yeah and why did she call you baby? Is there something we dont know about going on?" Izogie joined in as I chuckled. "Like I said, it's a form of dancin' and no ain't nothing goin', on that's what everyone calls each other, it's a New Orleans thing. Are y'all okay though? This a good enough spot to see the floats and the performance? " I asked looking around at where we're standing. "Yeah, this is good enough for us." Sevika said grabbing me by my waist, pulling me to her and giving me a rough kiss. Izogie was next to do the same pulling me towards her, wrapping her arms around my waist and giving me a soft kiss. "Break a leg pretty girl," izogie said pulling away from the kiss, both of them leaving me a bit dazed as she slipped my bag off my shoulder handing me the sweater I stuffed in there. "Thank you baby, I love both of you and catch some beads for me I'll see you when it's over," I said hugging them both as I ran off to catch up with tootie linking arms with her once I did. "Ready to shake the house down?" She asked looking over at me with a smirk. 

a/n: here's part oneee!!!!I haven't written in so long feel like i forgot how to😭. let me know what you think. thank you for reading<333333

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I posted 2,100 times in 2022

That's 1,117 more posts than 2021!

45 posts created (2%)

2,055 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 908 of my posts in 2022

#wwdits - 176 posts (who would have guessed)

#guillermo de la cruz - 100 posts

#nandermo - 87 posts

#nandor the relentless - 84 posts

#what we do in the shadows - 84 posts

#ofmd - 73 posts

#our flag means death - 59 posts

#stranger things - 44 posts

#wwdits spoilers - 24 posts

#laszlo cravensworth - 23 posts

All this did was make me aware of my lack of Nadja + Colin posts, oops. new year's goal?

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#also for those of you that *are* able and trying to maintain a garden/livestock — remmeber to take care of the land the way it was intended

and I still stand by this

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

now wait a damn minute are we not gonna talk about the fact that Guillermo dutifully and quickly disposed of any corpses in the house EXCEPT for the one that Nandor used to replace him in his coffin, the one that more or less looked like him. and that one specific body Guillermo decided was ideal for casually cuddling/hanging out with and watching twilight?? i—

60 notes - Posted April 11, 2022

#4

eddie calling steve big boy while they're in kissing range was the death of me. thx

85 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

#3

some day soon I hope to have a little picnic. with good bread and pumpkin butter. with fresh fruit and cold water. i want clovers and dandelions abounding by the edges of our blanket. i want to hear water nearby and birds overhead. it is both something i hope for, and something i desperately need.

98 notes - Posted March 6, 2022

#2

y'all I made my way past mid s3 & I'm fucking losing it over the scene w the neighbor Shaun + Lazlo where Shaun's explaining the Pillow Dilemma and proceeds to casually refer to Guillermo and Nandor's non-attendance as hoping "Nandor and his boyfriend" would show

and Lazlo doesn't even bat a fucking eye. No questions or weird looks. Just accepting it like, yeah, that tracks. they seem like a couple.

139 notes - Posted April 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

there's something strangely satisfying about learning how to live outside of the capitalistic grip, even if it comes from a place of poverty within said hellscape. like,, hear me out.

being aware of the fact that you know how to do things that capitalism shuns bc the acts don't support the system such as: fixing clothes or even making new ones, being able to do knitting/nålbinding/crochet, make a variety of meals from staple pantry items, whittle spoons or arrows or whatever you need/want, hunting, maintaining crops and/or livestock (in ways that are healthy + good to the earth/soil/environment), how to ferment/make old foods last, how to properly take & tend to natural resources around you (aka foraging), how to reuse resources that would otherwise be thrown out. that kind of thing.

like, yeah, some of it isn't obtainable for everyone depending on where they live, their income, and/or their physical/mental abilities (especially hunting, farming, and foraging). and often this shows in small ways, like patching an old jacket, growing green onions from scraps or small pots of herbs in your shitty apartment, collecting dandelions and wild onions from your backyard, making stock from leftover meat/bones, etc.

maybe I'm just weird? idk?? but on the days when I'm not mentally spiraling abt the world or my personal situation being the way it is, I can take comfort, in a strange sort of acceptance of "i can rely on myself, to some extent, in spite of capitalism not wanting me to be able to." but yeah, I was just thinking about this.

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So y'all here's a sweet experience that I had at work today that has watered my crops, given me hope for humanity, etc.:

I had this sweet little boy, his sweet sister and his mom come up to my desk today to get their summer reading prizes, and I'm all like,

"What are your names?"

The kids tell me, but the mom then goes, "Oh [little boy]'s name might be wrong in the system it might still be [girl deadname]. I just look up the kids' last name, and I'm like,

"Great news! His name in our summer reading system is [actual boy name]"

The mom is like, so happy about this btw, she goes, "Oh good! I'm so glad that [husband] changed it!"

I'm all like, "Does [son] have a library card? His name could be wrong on that too. I can check for you."

The mom goes, "He does, and it probably is."

I'm all like, "I can fix that for y'all if you'd like, let me look it up for you."

Mom and kids are both very happy, "Could you?" the mom says, "That would be great."

I look up [son's deadname] in the library card look up and sure enough it is under that. I ask him when his birthday is, but because he's four, he can't remember the day or the year, he's just like "February," which is pretty common for kids his age and never ceases to crack me up lmao. The month is good enough for me, but the mom gives the rest of it.

I update the son's name to [new boy name] and update his gender/pronouns field to "boy", which takes me all of about 30 seconds, and I go, "It's all fixed now, He's now in the system as a boy named [new boy name]. If you got one of the library cards with the name printed on it, you can go to the lobby and they will get you a new one with his new name printed on it. If you got one of the ones where you sharpied his name on there, you can wipe the old name off with rubbing alcohol pretty easily, and write his new one on there."

The mom, who clearly has already been having issues with other places (probably school) updating her sweet little four year old's name is like, "That's it?"

I'm like, "Yup. You're all good to go!"

The mom is like, so grateful y'all, she goes, "Thank you so much for making that so easy for us!"

I'm like, "You're welcome! It's no problem whatsoever, we want everyone to be called by their actual name around here!"

This interaction made me so happy y'all because it was so sweet how extremely, enthusiastically supportive the mom and the 6 year old sister are about this four year old being trans. Like y'all for every shitty story I read about in the news about shitty transphobic parents or every shitty transphobic parent story I hear from friends, I get to have these interactions with parents at my job who are so supportive of their kids and their gender expressions.

The fact that this kid's mom is helping him socially transition at AGE 4 is such a wonderful, loving thing that is going to mean a lot for the rest of his life. This is not the first time I've helped a kid and their parent change their name/gender on their library card account either. There's a parent of a sweet transgender 7 year old girl whose name I updated last year. I also have a number of excellent parents of NB children, who are very enthusiastically making sure their kid doesn't get misgendered. I also appreciate the parents who are teaching their little kids to they/them people of unknown pronouns (so they/theming me when I forget to put on my she/her name tag.) because these parents are teaching their kindergartners not to assume people's genders. Gives me hope for the future of queer kids amidst all the vitriol and hatred that's out there right now.

Like all the kids I generally work with at my library are under the age of 12 and I have multiple trans kids with enthusiastically supportive parents who are helping their kids socially transition while they are single digit aged.

I also love that the area my library is in has a lot of very visibly queer parents who come to our library! Lots of kids with two dads or two moms come to my library, which is so wonderful to see as a fellow queer. Big love to the one lesbian mom who has 2 sons with her wife and is a super huge boy/cub scout volunteer (she wears the uniform when she hosts the meetings at our library!).

Anyways, I'm so happy for this kid and the familial support he clearly has.

[perfectionts-virgo]

SILAS THOMAS

"I can't believe nunu fought that girl" Daizy said shaking her head hanging up the last tie dye crop hoodie

"But the girl hit her off guard tho" looking around till I see Jerome interacting with a customer "that's what the girl get"

"But nunu gave her the business" Daizy replied turned to face me " she gave that girl stitches"

"Welp she know not to fuck with her anymore" I said walking behind the register

"Wassup y'all" Jerome said with a smile " what y'all talking about ?"

"Our best friend beat some girl ass" Daizy said shaking her head walking to the back

"Damn what the girl did ?" He asked looking at me

"We'll the girl never like our best friend so she been fucking with her till she had enough" I answered handing the customer their change

"Welp that's what the girl get" he said making me nod my head

"Welp I'm clocking out" Daizy walking out with her telfer bag hanging over her shoulder " love y'all"

"Bye" we said union

"Love you boo" I replied counting the cash in the register "call me when you make it home"

"Love you too big sis" jerome said paying his attention back on the customer

She nodded and waved at us... it was more customers coming in it was a little busy today...

An Hour Later

We pulled up in the driveway, walking the stairs jerome grabbing his spare key unlocking the door.. he made his up the stairs I walk to the kitchen taking out the chicken and shrimp and my grandma famous pasta.

Making my way upstairs to my room grabbing my pajamas walking in the bathroom... I turned on the shower waiting on the water to heat up, I got undressed opening the curtain, steppin in. The hot water hit my skin, instantly start to relax causing me to zone out. As much I like to be single but I want more. I want to held, surprise each other on Valentine's Day, even buy me flowers, Even Romantic dates but I been too busy with work I don't even remember how to date..

I continue washing myself till I forgot I'm making dinner... I didn't even realize I was in deep thought after I wash myself, I turned the water off hopping out the shower grabbing a towel hanging making my way out the bathroom starting to dry myself and start putting coconut butter and oil combo before putting on my dragon ball z boxer briefs on before on my pajamas putting on my slides then putting on my glasses making my way to the kitchen...

(Let Me Start or we will be eating take out)

"I didn't have to put my whole soul in this meal like that" I said fanning myself

"I mean it was bussin" he replied with. Chuckle shaking his head

"Damn I really did that" I chuckled getting up grabbing our plates start washing them

"We'll how was school ?" I asked looking back at him

"Good" he replied getting up standing next to meet " practice is getting better too"

"That's good" I said focusing on the dishes

"You don't mind me ask you a question ?" He asked looking at me

"Sure" I replied putting the clean dishes in the dishwasher

"I see you not going out like Daizy" I stop him before he even started "I'm single and it's been awhile I jumped in the dating scene"

"Why not ?" he getting a little close to me "I don't see why you single"

"Because it's res hard to jump back in the dating world" turned around drying my hands with a towel " plus I'm a black gay men also"

"Oh so you feel like Impossible ?" He asked looking at me

"I don't feel it...I know it's not easy at all" I answered

"Welp keep your head up" he said with a smile

"You know I will" I smiled looking around

"Man Gina been M.I.A" he said strolling down his Instagram

"She will call" putting up the left over in the refrigerator

"Yeah but she been ghost" he said kept strolling

"We'll we have to wake up early tomorrow" walking out the kitchen " you don't mind off the light ?"

"Alright" he nodded " see you in the morning"

I just smiled walking upstairs... made it to my room closing the door

TWO WEEKS LATER

Okay it's been a minute since I last check in... it's been cool I been on dates but these niggas is weird that's but Jerome doing good with that department or being a good hoe

It's a good day off... I'm layed up in bed catching up on show...

Getting up from the bed hopping in the shower doing my night routine  putting on my white tank top and Clavin Klein briefs hopped my ass back in the bed continue to watch my insecure marathon...

(An hour later... awww everybody got a happy ending)

"Damn Baby" a feminine voice said

Woke me up from my sleep, what the fuck going on this time ?

"I should've been called you" what she mean by that ?

"Let me bounce on it"

"Oh, Fuck, Yes." She said loudly

After Five Minute... it felt like forever

"FUCK !!" She cried out

I Started feel turned on... but I don't to be weirded out

"Daddy let me bounce on it" she asked softly

"Bounce on it" he said back

"Okay, Okay" she said "baby let me fuck you"

"Fuck me ?" He said confused

"Yes baby let me show you" she said

I hear the bed moving

"Then show me"

"Fuck, this dick !" (Bounce)

"Fuck, *Smack Ass* there you go taking this dick with no problem"

I sat up on my elbow hearing them, looking over the nightstand pulling the drawer seeing my G-Spot hitter "Pressure" ten inch brown veiny... hit the spot every time but it's been a minute

Grabbing it, getting up grabbing my towel rubbing it seeing it shiny walked in the to get the lube.. making my way back to the bed taking off my briefs, putting lube on my hands start rubbing my hole.

"Please hold still, Baby" *grinding her hips*

"Fuck, get it"

I grabbed the pillow bite down, my whimpers murmured because of the pillow then I hear Jerome slapping her ass. I rubbed the lube on "pressure" putting my legs behind my shoulders... gently sliding it in, almost made me rolling my eyes behind my head it felt so good..

"Ohhhhh Shit!"

"It's so good daddy"

"Get that shit then" *groan*

"Like this ?" *Bounce* daddy

"Baby.... Listen.... *Moan* Shi-Baby Girl... you gotta stop"

"It's feel so good, Daddy" *Bouncing*

"Shit... *Grunt* I'm going to cum you better stop"

"That's what I want"

"Did I tell you to stop ?"

"No you hitting my spot"

"That's I'm supposed to do" *smack ass*

"O-ohh Da-Baby *moans* you hitting my spot"

"Yes... ride my fucking dick.... Just like that make me cum deep inside you"

I'm biting down the pillow hard, following Jerome rhythm so I can stroke myself, I stifled murmured a moan, harsh grasps. Jerome & the girl going back and forth with the dirty talk.

"There you go.... Cream all this dick, that's what I'm talking about, you been playing hard to get but you was playing too much infront of your friends, but I turned you on huh ? You hear me talking to you ?"

"Y-yes daddy" she moan out, "I didn't know you feel this good"

"You didn't know I feel this good ?" He chuckled "let daddy do all the talking... breathe, baby girl, I know it's big and thick"

I'm in euphoria... I'm stroking myself so good my legs shaking out of control... hearing Jerome talk dirty doing something to me... I'm getting lose thrusting the dildo in and out hole seeing cream covered "Pressure" it's telling I'm really turned on, he know exactly what to say and doing... hearing the girl talking back and cries how good he slang his dick.

"Tell me how it feel girl"

"It feel so good, Daddy" *groan*

"Grab my shoulders... on your toes" the bed creaked.

"Shittt, I feel in my stomach" she breath shallow and fast, " l love daddy dick, it's so good"

"I'm hitting them kidneys, Huh?"

"Yes, ouuu"

Everything went quite for a moment All I hear whimpering but I also hear was murmured clapping noises because the girl ass hitting Jerome's thighs. I'm stroking the dildo inside my hole slowly, started pushing the toy in and out. I couldn't control the wet and farting sounds.

"Like that... Arch your back, bend that ass over... Good girl got that pussy creaming on this dick with that fat ass booty" *smack ass*

"Daddy,F-fuck" *twerk*

"Yeah, twerk on it... This is what you want" pounding her from the back so hard I could hear

"Ooohhh... S-shit" *twerk*

"Damn you so tight baby," low stroking her, she rolled her eyes while he start going faster with her lips widen as a moan slip past. Hitting her g-spot.

I tried to fuck myself in time with Jerome quickened pace, I ended up lost the rhyme. I whimpered, I quickly grabbed the pillow biting down on it. That didn't stop me from gliding the dildo up and down on my hole. My focus Jerome and the girl going at it. I could only imagine how long and thick he is... or do he have a curve.. I could only imagine the girl organism she having.

"There you go... creamin all on my dick, that's right keep going"

"D-daddy O-oooh" *throwing it back*

"Arch your fucking back... I'm not playing with you"

"O-okay baby" *Arch Her Back* I got up on all four infront end of the bed arching my back hand going underneath my legs grabbing the toy that already in hole

Jerome talking a lot of shit... that freaky shit, bringing me to the edge once again. Almost ripped a hole in the pillow with my teeth.

"That pussy hugging me...*Smack Ass* you giving daddy all that pussy"

"Oh daddy"

"Cum on this dick"

"Daddy, daddy, d-da FUCCCCKKKKKK"

"Keep creaming all over this dick then"

"K... D-daddy"

"I'm hitting it ?"

"Yes you are fucking me"

"I'm fucking you huh ?"

"Yes you are"

"I'm not done with you yet"

"OH MY G-GOD !!"

"Keep it done"

"Daddy you playing with my clit"

"It's so pretty and fat I couldn't resist"

I'm Facedown, ass up, I'm thrusting in & out murmured moans and cries on the pillow from how good it felt... eyes rolling back of my head I was hitting my spot.

"Right there... Right there dadddy"

"Shit there ? Im about the bust"

"Yes, Right there... R-right t-T-there D-d-Daddy Shit I'm Cumin... Im CUMING !!!"

"Don't fucking touch my hand, let me get her"

"O-o-OH m-MY g-g-GOD!!!"

"Shit I'm about to NUT !!"

"IM CUMING!!!!!"

"SHIT !!!!"

I'm twerking on the dildo hard  hitting my  spot  I'm  feeling something in stomach... I kept throwing back til I hit my second hole... all I remember I blacked out..

Waking up... it's the morning looking around seeing the tv on... seeing the bed messed up, seeing the pillow all slobbered up... getting up feeling  sore I let out a whimper moving my hand to my butt til I slipped my toy out my hole I let out low moan.. getting up putting on my briefs and grey pajamas pants and my orange peanut pattern message slippers on seeing a big ass cum stain on my sheet.. I started to take my bedding off my bed  had handful of the making my walk to the wash room... putting my sheets in the washer... making my way to the kitchen til I walk pass Jerome room door cracked.

Seeing them going at it... seeing him in person stroking, seeing his back muscles, I bit my bottom lip til I heard them having their climax... that's my cue to leave.

15 Minutes Later

Im cooking breakfast again... feeling good listen to summer Walker "still over it" album on YouTube music... hearing footsteps going down the stairs turned my head to see Jerome and a dark skin girl a doppelgänger of light skin Keisha body and all but she got a leg tattoo... they walked in the kitchen..

"Morning" I said focusing on the food

"Morning" he said "this is Mariah"

"Morning" said with shy smile

"Hi I'm Silas" I said making way looking normal "nice meeting you"

"You too" she replied with a smile turned to Jerome "I have to go I have a hair appointment"

"K" he said nodded his head "you work tonight ?"

"Yeah I will call you" she said

"You have to go in breakfast" I asked looking at her

"Yes my appointment at 12:30" she answered with smile "but nice meeting you"

"Let me walk you out" he said walking to the door with her behind him, they gave a hug I seen rap is arm on waist making hands grabbing his ass

"Okay boo I have to go I need to wash my hair" she said peck his cheek, he open the door for her, she walked out

"Okay make sure to call me" he looking swaying her to her car " I'm not playing with you"

"Boy bye" she said playing rolling her eyes

He closed the door... making way back to where im cooking, I changed a song...

"What you making ?" He asked looking at the stove

"Waffles, turkey bacon, turkey sausage, scrambled eggs, hash browns" I replied scrambled the eggs

"Sounds good" he nodded his lick his lips "I hope you got my text about bringing Mariah ?"

(Fuck he texted me... I was to busy hitting my spot)

"Yes... thank you for that" I said with with smile "we don't want what happened last time"

"Yeah..." he replied staring at me little long

"Yeah" I said turned around starting to make our plates

"Did you us last night ?" He asked looking for an answer "I don't want to you feel disrespected"

"No I was knocked out" I said grabbing our plates to the dining room table

"We'll I went to the wash room seeing" before he finished what about say

"I accidentally spill my drink on the bed" I said sitting down

"Okay ?" He said sitting down closing his eyes Im about the day grace

That's was close... it's wrong, but last night make feel right... I hate I start to feel for him my new FRIEND....

[orchid-and-co-comics]

Meet Mason (Page 9-12)

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Mason reluctantly got up to answer the door to find one of the farmers there. "Morn'in Mason, found your bucket just out in the woods, so I added some crops to it to give ya." He handled the bucket over

"Thank you..." Mason reached for his bucket.

"By the way, have ya heard?"

"No what?"

"Illagers have been spotted near by..."

Mason was now fully awake "I-illagers?"

"Yeah I know you don't like to hear that but it seems they're close by... At least two." The farmer continued... "Yeah, Cedric decided to call upon some heroes to come out and see if they could stop the pillagers, he said that they would be here at least this afternoon. Even said that Steve and Alex would be the ones arriving ain't that great, the best of the heroes... He also told me you found your sister. I didn't even know you had a sister... He said you told him that they were from far away but you never said how far... Mason are you okay?"

All this information was hard to seep in... he was starting to panic..

"Uh... I got to go..."

"okay well I'll be seeing you then." The farmer left.

Mason ran inside quickly and placed down two stones in front of his door to keep the other villagers from trying to enter, he didn't want one coming through the door just to check on him...

He ran over to his bed "Orchid! Orchid, please wake up!" He tried to wake her up "This is an emergency. We got to get you out of here now!"

She didn't move "Orchid?" The breathing was shallow and in a rapid session.

"Something's not right." He stated. He took off his glove...

He checked her temperature. "You're burning up, on top of having injuries... and from the looks of it lack of sleep.... I don't think you'll be able to go anywhere now with the condition you're in..." He looked down at the bed "if I can't move you what can we do now?"

Orchid started to stir awake "...mason?" She asked in a weakened state...

"Orchid!" He needed to know "Please tell me the whole story, where have you been sleeping? Have you eaten anything in the past few days? Have you drank anything?"

"You're... not going to let this go are you?"

She gave in, knowing that he would constantly ask her until he got in the truth...

She finally told him...

For 2 years she's been living off the land, unable to sleep, struggling to find food and water and only 6 months ago had been chased by the other pillager...

All alone...

Mason couldn't believe it...

all of this... all by herself...

What did she do to get kicked from her tribe? Did she even have one? why was she all alone? and why was the other Pillager hunting her?

He got his answer, but it led to more questions for him... but he was silent...

"What about before then? didn't you have a tribe? A home? Friends? Family?" He asked her, wondering if she truly was alone in the world.

There had to be someone still out there waiting for her... A brother... A sister... Father. Mother... Someone...

He could only hope...

She looked away "I... I used to live in a village..." She stammered.

"That's great news, I can see if we can..."

"The village is gone." She rolled over, away from Mason "no one is there..."

"A.... Are you sure?"

"... Yes..." She answered quietly

There was a sudden sound of blocks being moved by a pickaxe. Mason looked in the direction of the noise, Orchid bolted up "no... They'll see me... Then you'll..." She started to panic "I can't perform the spell again... I'm too weak..." She became silent from worry and zoned out.

"it's going to be all right, I'm here." Mason pulled her close protectively. She dared not move or breathe...

"Hello, someone here? If you are, are you okay?" ask a voice.

"We're fine thanks..." Mason responded hoping they would go away...

They did not...

"I figured someone blocked you in so I freed y'all, Alexander is my..." The stranger started but "... Name... Oh my, y'all are looking a little worse for where." He stated....

"... You're not going to..." Mason started to ask but was cut off...

"No, I'm not going to attack." He smiled "We're here for Illagers yes, but your friend there is obviously not a threat." He moved closer, handing Mason a potion. "I always carry spares, take one..." He offered.

Mason took the healing potion.

"Well now it's obvious that you were the one that put the stone in place. I'll put it back on my way out, but my mentor Steve and I will be back to check on y'all." Alexander placed the stones back as he left...

Mason gave a sigh out of relief.

Orchid finally released the breath she had been holding, a sob soon followed... "I'm weak..." She whispered.

"It's ok sis..." Mason started to comfort her, holding her close as she finally broke down...

"Smith.... Jay.... I couldn't... I'm sorry..." Was all she could say...

Mason knew there was more to Orchid's story than she was telling, but he thought it best to leave it for now...

Sometime later Orchid had passed out again and was dead asleep.

Mason decided to work on a small sculpture to organize his thoughts...

'Smith and Jay... They must have been close to her.' he thought looking at her for a moment. 'They must have been her brothers... Or the closest family she had still...'

"I wonder what happened..." He spoke out loud, not noticing the Vex watching him work on the sculpture...

"Something is missing..." Mason looked at his sculpture.

"'It depends... What type of villager is it?'" asked the Vex...

"Well, I was thinking that I was making a ill....." Mason stopped and looked at the Vex... "......."

"'You know my son, it's rude to stare.'"

"...sorry..."

After a moment of clarity Mason sat down. "First I adopted an illager for a sister... now a Vex is talking to me.... What next, a ravager for a pet?! What's wrong with me?"

"' Nothing but a kind soul my son...'" the Vex assured him.

Mason thought for a moment...

"You knew Orchid when you were alive, right?" He asked

"'Correct, I not only knew her I raised her...'" the Vex stated

"Can you tell me about her, please... She won't tell..."

"'I can do better, I can show you.'"

"What really?"

"'Yes, but you have to be asleep...'"

"will this take long?" Mason asked

"'No, it will be a moment in the real world...'" the Vex sat on his back "'You will learn a lot in a short amount of time my son.'"

Mason closed his eyes, opening them to see bright sand and sandstone homes. Before him was a sandstone well...

"Where are we?" He asked

"'My memories...'" the Vex stated "'... Though I don't know why I started them from here?'"

They both heard the sound of a child...

"Look daddy, it Georgie." They looked down. They saw a small gray skinned villager child waving to the iron golem...

"Hi Georgie!" She waved and smiled

"Stay close Orchid..." The father said

"Ok, Bye Georgie! I love you!" Little Orchid smiled and waved to the golem.

"That's Orchid?" Mason and the Vex brought their hand up "Oh My! She's so precious! My heart!"

"'Now I know why! My child...'"

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Ava/m hcs pt 3

Blues favorite season is fall because of the fall harvest.

SC's favorite season is winter because the sun is down for longer which means ze can slee more

Whenever Purple cant sleep they go for a flight around minecraft

Everyone will randomly walk on their tip toes at times.

Purples greatest fear is getting sick or anybidy she knows getting sick

TDL, Yellow, Purple, and SC all have to wear socks at all times. everyone else absolutely hates socks and shoes

Blue absolutely has to know what everything smells like, candle? *Sniff* New plant? *Sniff*

Everyone talks outloud to their selves sometimes, its usually more of a mumbling or whisper but its also completely normal to walk into the kitchen at 3am and find someone having an argument with what looks to be the salt shaker.

TCO chews on his fingernails

SC doesn't untie their shoe laces, just slips them on and off

Green likes to draw on himself, they always has at least a few doodles on his arms or legs

Red and Yellow always apologize to inanimate objects when they bump into something

Sec and Blue on the other hand will without hesitation flip a table off after stunting a toe on its leg along with telling said table to "fuck off"

TCO has the driest fucking lips because he hates to drink water, everyone's resorted to throwing flavored water bottles at him.

TCO also bites the dry skin off his lips

if TDL sits in a chair thats even a tiny bit too tall her legs will swing

TCO, TDL, Yellow and Purple click thier tongues a lot but the clicks sound different (also TCO picked the tic up from TDL)

Yellow likes bucket hats and has made everyone thier own

TDL always sleeps with her window open

Purple likes cold showers and everyone thinks hes insane for that

Green literally can't stop himself from at least humming and/or tapping along to songs he knows

Once Purple walked into the living room to see Red sitting on the coffee table, Blue, sitting on the back part of the couch and TCO sitting on the floor, the chairs and seat part of the couch are unoccupied and then freaking Second comes in and despite the fact that there are seats right there! The stupid cheese puff climbs up on top of Yellow's bookcase and falls asleep.....this is how the cg live and purple just has to deal with it.

(later Purple realizes that zi sits on countertops every chance they get and immediately blames everyone else for infection her with whatever wierditis they have)

Yellows eyes are very light sensitive, they almost always have the light in their room off unless theyre making bkueorints wruting down something in which case they turn on some fairy lights red helped put up and their glasses also turn into sunglasses when they detect light,

Yellow can also see pretty well in the dark and adjust very quickly because of this (cant see if its pitch black obviously anything above that) they can also get around the computer with their eyes closed.

SC always sit with their legs criss cross applesauce, doesnt matter what they sit on ze's legs is crossed

Purple never wears matched socks as they don't really see the point, why are you looking at her feet anyways? Weirdo

Blue cant whistle a tune but can make a very high pitched whistle sound if they blow through their gap in their front teeth at the right angle.

everyone in the cg are very visual learners.

Green likes to write lists and notes on paper and then transfer them to a device, sometimes they'll write something down 2-5 times in different notebooks just because its soothing to write it down on paper (and also they struggle with object permanence)

no one ever actually makes eye contact with eachother, Purple, Yellow, Sec and Green will look at your forehead to fake eye contact tho.