#Don't know if soft water is like actually bad for you or just tastes like shit

[pyrepostings]

whumpee who's only given soft water to drink/bathe with.

[emprexxluxaic]

PICK A CARD: THINGS THAT PEOPLE FIND ATTRACTIVE ABOUT YOU.

⠀ׅ ♡⠀࣪ emprexxluxaic ⸺ your angel ׅ ࣪ 𝅄

note: after a long time, I finally have a courage to do a reading for all of you. I hope your doing great mi amor and please do enjoy this another reading for you 🤍

PILE ONE

first thing is your body figure, through the way you stand. you might be in the taller side for most or whenever you walk it's like reminding them a model in a runaway or just have a nice pair of legs or it is just simply long. it also feel that you have a nice taste in fashion, you may love fashion and different hair colors— a rainbow hair color can be best and find it good for you. ² I see that you take a great amount of effort to look nice and presentable for other people, they like how you look good and as well as how you look neat and clean in your appearance. if you ever have a back tattoo they also love it, they love seeing it cuz it may have a nice design or meaning. I hear that you make tie your hair in ponytail style and people find it attractive specially for woman. some here are good at letting go and cutting of people who causes chaos and heartache in your life, people find it attractive cuz not all has the ability to cut ties in a person who you got attached and have bond too. it could significantly define that you were good at dealing problems or any negative emotions of people giving them such an advice which can bring a huge factor in you towards the other. you could be also a future oriented, you like to keep in track about your plans but doesn't tell most of the people unless you trust them will of your heart. great hands is what I'm hearing, it not you love to write things that need to be done or your just good at calligraphy. in social, I feel you were may often alone but doesn't mean you were lonely, you just enjoy your life alone which other do like and adore in you. you take a pride in being alone is important in you so it brings you to realization of what are your thoughts and are you and all.

extra message: forest, boots, good shape of nails, journals, a cat, orange, near water, beaches, carving, meditating, walking around and alone, enjoying movies.

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PILE TWO

these amazing amount of people love hearing your thoughts and voice, you can be a great singer, has a hobby of singing or just great speaker and advisor for people. for what I am seeing, they find it attractive in your eyelashes — natural or not, probably it suited for you. you were positive and it spread to people which brings light and love, you could be a happy person as well. I don't know why but they love it when you close your eyes or while you fell sleep cuz you look good or cute for them. I feel as well that they find it attractive in way of your sitting — your back is straight or it define elegance and for some you seat in such a boyish way I guess. You have a nice shape of body or they find it attractive how you love your body figure, for most it is a bikini body. you might be someone interested in journal or writing down your thoughts. they find it alluring when you take a pride in your art cuz it likes you make efforts in creating them or it makes them feel awe cuz it was cute or something. they also think that you have a nice hair, how the curl define your own face or how long your hair was. like I said you can be a singer not just that but also a good music taste or you actually create music, you may write poems and actually quite good at it. your soft hearted self bring impact to others, they love how good you are to people.

extra messages: heavenly beauty, flowers, rainbow, heart to heart conversation, able to see what is good and bad in people, hands are pretty, positive in body, flower hair clips, thighs tattoo.

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PILE THREE

They feel attracted to you when you wear things or clothes that has lavender/ purple with it. It suited your skin color or they just love how best you look in that color— they may think that your favorite color is purple. You could have have dark long hair— this could be resonate with for most or you enjoy dying your hair in different shades. I could hear that it feels they find it attractive in how you dance whether it just for fun or something— probably they love it how you make face while dancing in to beats of rhythm. You too as well may have a nice foot or nails, maybe it is well shave or your foot nails are pretty— all in all they just love staring at it. If you ever good at cooking or creating dishes they also find it attractive, like how does it possible you got the chef's hands on you. Big butts as I guess, wearing tight shorts or pants, you got a nice ass I think. If happened your butt aren't that big, they feel attracted about your hips or how your waist probably whatever size you are, you got curves. I feel that you can be a soft spoken , how feminine you are or how you show kindness and gratitude towards people. You may also has a habit of resting your hand in your chest when you do it they feel comfort and you are honest in what are you saying to them.

extra message: mermaid curls, diving or swimming, hands on waist, good at massaging, nice pair of hand, inner beauty.

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[ghouljams]

ahhh I love your pillow princess ghost so much! I’m just obsessed with the idea that he wants so bad to be a good boy but he’s never really been taken care of before and maybe it doesn’t come naturally at first to relax like that and hand over the reigns. So he walks around all mean and snappy and snarly some days because he just doesn’t know how to ask! until miss finally stops ignoring him, sighs, and punishes him a little. Makes him get on his knees, cock hard and leaking, and explain himself. Before the praising of course. Ahhh I’m obsessed !! ❤️❤️❤️

He gets those days when nothing goes right, when there's too much paperwork, when his headphones don't work, when a cow gets loose and it takes hours to chase her down, and he just wants to shut himself off. He doesn't want to be a person anymore, being a person is too hard. Of course he can't voice that opinion. No one understands, they'd look at him like he was crazy. People might feel like that, but they don't actually mention it. He snaps at you. At you. He hates snapping at you, hates the way it makes him feel to see the flash of hurt in your eyes. Then something else trickles into your gaze, understanding.

You offer him a soft smile and tell him you'll talk later.

You let him get all the way through dinner, past his nightly shower, just to where he's getting ready to snap again at your silence, and you tell him firmly to get on his knees. It's the cool tone, the slide of authority, the possibility of having his head between your knees, that makes him drop. You rest your leg over his shoulder, and swat his hand away when he reaches for you. "No touching." You tell him, though that rule doesn't seem to apply to you. You reach your hand between your legs and rub your fingers against your slit. Tease your clit, spread your folds for him to see how wet you're getting. His cock aches in his boxers, his fingers itch, his mouth waters.

He doesn't touch you just listens, transfixed, as you pant and whine, as you fuck yourself with your own fingers. Not enough for you, never enough, he knows they're never enough. Not thick like his fingers, they don't stretch you as well, he could do better if you'd let him. You hum, eyes half lidded as you pull him closer with the leg over his shoulder. He moves eagerly, so good for you, always good for you. He deserves a reward doesn't he?

"Tell me what you want baby," You order him.

"Wanna lick you." He supplies, and you press your foot against his cock. Hard enough to hurt. Wrong answer. "Don't want to think," He tries instead, "want to be good for you." The pressure against his throbbing cock lets up and he cants his hips for more. He wants you to touch him again, he'll take anything.

"Good boy," You coo, pulling him in, pressing his mouth against your dripping cunt. He groans at your taste, gripping your thighs with thick desperate fingers as he devours you. "Such a good toy for me." You promise him. I am, he thinks looking up at you, I am, I am, I am.

[darkestescapes]

Sweet Temptation

Synopsis: Your Step-brother! Eren can't seem to get enough of you.

Pairing: Yan! Step-brother! Eren Jaeger x Fem bodied! Reader. (All characters are 21+).

Warnings: STEPCEST!!!! Eren is obsessed with you 🥺. Non-con. Dub-con. Oral (F receiving). Fingering. Penetrative sex. Unprotected sex. Daddy kink. Voyeurism (hehe you'll see). PWP. MDNI. Don't read if you're uncomfortable.

Before dinner was served, you decided to hop into the shower for a quick bath after returning from the gym. The way your gym clothes hugged your figure made Eren lose his mind. Your breasts perfectly outlined and so tempting all he wants to do is to suck on your nipples and make you cum. Your tight pants showcasing your ass and how your gymming is paying off.

Of course he shouldn't think like this about you, you're supposed to be family, but to be really honest, Eren never considered you as that type of family, not even once. So can you really blame him if he gets hard seeing your cute little ass peek out from below your shirt when you try and grab the cookie jar to soothe your midnight snack cravings. Can you actually blame him for almost cumming in his pants when you take the first bite of the chocolatey delicacy and close your eyes, your face contorting in pleasure and almost moan out loud at how good it tastes?

Can you really blame him for breaking the lock of your bedroom door from outside just so he can hear your soft moans when you try to masturbate using your cute little fingers while he touches his cock, imagining how cute you'd look sucking him off?

So naturally, when you excused yourself before dinner, he knew this was his chance to take you. Slipping away from the gathering in the living room, Eren made his way to your room, slowly entering and closing the door, making sure to latch it shut. He only broke your lock for a reason ;)

He sighed when he heard you still showering but not a moment later the water shut off. Knowing you, you have your music on while you shower and that music doesn't stop till you're ready to leave your room. And boy is he glad that when you come out, wrapped in just your towel, he can easily push you against the wall and cover your mouth with his big hand to prevent you from shouting in fear. Shhh.... He motions with his fingers, mouth stretched in a smirk, your eyes wide with fear.

Tearing his hand away, your chest heaving from breathing heavily, " Eren what the actual hell?", You ask.

"You are so beautiful.", He says shamelessly checking you out with his dark eyes. Wetting his lower lip he suddenly leans forward towards your neck, sniffs your scent and starts to become hard as the familiar feeling of wanting you takes over his brain.

Holding your wrists in place he pulls away chuckling, amused to see your scared expression, like you aren't his little temptress who keeps making him hard by merely existing.

" You smell nice. Why are you so scared? I'm only Eren. Your Eren." He says tucking your hair behind your ear. Gripping your towel, he tears it off your body in one go, leaving you fully exposed to him.

When you try to gasp his hand wraps around your mouth again. Your free hand tries to pry his strong hand away from your mouth but it's of no use. "Shh... I know you want to scream and fuck..., even I want to hear you scream for me really really bad, but I don't think we can afford that right now, can we? You're a smart little girl aren't you? Hmm"

Nodding in agreement, you take a breath of relief when his hand falls. You gasp softly when his lips kiss the top of your left boob. His tongue comes out to lick your nipple that is already protruding from coming in contact with the cooler air in the room. Engulfing your nipple in his mouth he begins to suck on it to his liking, his other hand coming to play with your right boob. You wrap your hands around his neck to push him away, but him being a lot bigger and stronger than you literally makes you weak.

Detaching from your nipple, his kisses proceed to go down your stomach, your hips, and finally they reach the treasure he's been longing for for so long. He stands up before doing anything more, smiling as he looks down at you. Taking your hand sweetly, he pulls you toward the bed and nudges you to lay down. Knowing Eren, not listening to him never ended well. Hesitantly, you sit down at the edge of the bed, legs pressed together to stop your embarrassment a little. Kneeling down near your legs Eren clicks his tongue in disapproval and taps your knees and pushes them apart. Turning your face away from his, you oblige.

He is in awe when he sees the sight in front of him. You're wet from just a few kisses, did you want him just as much as he wanted you too?

"So pretty for me" he says, his right thumb coming to play with your folds and to find your clit. When he flicks your clit your body jolts and a surprised gasp leaves your mouth. Temptation gets the better of him and he leans forward with his tongue stretched. He drags his tongue from your clit to your entrance, effectively pushing you onto your back in the process and he keeps eating you till your hands come to pull at his hair. Rubbing his face into your pussy he starts to get drunk in this experience of finally having you to himself.

"You're so small baby, I gotta stretch you out for me." Before you can process his words, he inserts his middle and ring fingers inside you at once. Moaning out loud you involuntarily rock your hips into his hand. You can't help but want more, why is he so good at this, you wonder taking and twisting your nipples in your fingers. Eren continues to fuck his fingers into you, eventually adding a third finger and also rubbing your clit. The juices gushing out of your pussy are being collected in his palm.

"Eren...." You warn him, moaning his name, saying that you're close, but of course he knows that, having watched you cum undone so many times. He captures a mental picture of you like his, at the mercy of his fingers, crying for him to make you cum. You bite your lip and arch your back when you finally cum, pushing through the high and trying to close your legs with Eren in between them.

Quickly he undresses himself. Using his cum stained hand, he pumps his cock, lubricating it with your juices. Hovering on top of you, he bends down to capture your lips in a kiss. The sweet sensation of your lips on his is something he knows he can never get used to. Placing his left knee on the mattress, he slowly penetrates into your entrance, swallowing your moans and cries from the stretch in the kiss.

Eren pulls away and groans loudly, feeling your walls around his full cock. God he knew you are perfect, but he didn't expect you to be perfect like this too. Eren is like a drug, you always want more of him. Making grabby hands at him you beckon him to come closer to you. He smiles as he leans down till your chests are touching. "Aren't you just perfect?" He whispers, more to himself.

He starts to move his hips, his cock fucking into you so good you can almost feel him in your stomach. With a dazed look you look into Eren's eyes, begging for him to go faster. Smirking, he obliges and starts to fuck you faster, the sounds of his thighs slapping yours being masked by the music from your phone. You wrap your hands around his shoulders, pulling yourself up to his chest, back arching every time the head of his cock grazes your spot.

" Fuck Eren... Harder... Fuck me harder... Daddy please!" You whine out to him. Somehow his eyes become darker with lust and with every thrust you feel your high approaching. This is the first time you'll be cumming twice in the same session.

" Yes FUCK.. Fuck me... Fuck me... God yess... Daddy... Daddyyyy" you moan loudly finally cumming for the second time, squeezing his cock and also his body as tightly as you could.

"Fuck...." Eren moans pulling his cock out and painting your stomach and chest with his cum. With both your chests rising heavily, you hear a knock on your door.

" Dinner's ready Y/N..... And Eren." Zeke says from outside the door.

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Zeke's POV (Skip if uncomfortable)

Sighing after being disturbed by his mother, Zeke stopped his reading and unwillingly climbed up the stairs to call you down for dinner.

Before he could knock he heard you moan so loud he had to look around to make sure no one was there.

Leaning his ear onto the door, "Daddy please!" Gasping in shock he pulls away from the door.

This is wrong, he shouldn't be affected by you like this. Yet here he is, his cock getting hard after hearing you moan. Checking the surroundings once again, he palms himself and starts listening again. His shock increased when he heard his brother's moans as well coming from your room.

" Fuck" he groans. He should've been the first to take you. But at least he has something to masturbate to tonight. Once he isn't able to hear any more moans from your room, he calls you both for dinner. Of course that is what he originally came to do.

[theoutcastrogue]

I need to share this. (@st-just : hearty gruel alert!)

Red lentils. Boil them in a pot all by themselves, with salt, until soft. Skim the Bad Foam (or first wash them many times, until the water's clear). Set them aside.

Take a big skillet, and sauté in medium heat garlic with cumin, coriander seeds, mustard seeds, and ginger. Grate a tomato in there (or however you add tomato in sauces), add fresh parsley or coriander, and stir.

Drop in the red lentils with water, tumeric, lemon juice, AND TAHINI. Mix them together, let them cook for a few minutes more, stir until done. Adjust texture to taste basically, it's up to you if you'll eat with a fork or with a spoon.

Now serve. In the middle of the gruel, plop a spoonful of strained yoghurt, and slice some raw red onion around it. Drizzle some olive oil/lemon on top. Ready? CHARGE.

hot lentils (sans parsley, I was out) served in gruel form, a hearty meal for 1

Numbers (approximate), for 2 people

pot:

200 gr red lentils

7 minutes boiling

salt to taste

skillet:

2 cloves of garlic

1 teaspoon cumin

1/2 teaspoon coriander seeds

1/2 teaspoon mustard seeds

1/2 teaspoon ground ginger [I don't actually KNOW numbers for the spices, I'm eyeballing this; do what you will]

1 big tomato

salt and pepper to taste

+2 minutes stirring

skillet with the lentils:

~1/2 cup water (IF you've strained the lentils; I empty most but not all of the water from the pot, and then unceremoniously plop the whole thing in there)

1 teaspoon tumeric

4 tablespoons tahini

1/2 lemon

8 minutes cooking total

per serving:

1 hefty tablespoon yoghurt

1/2 small red onion

olive oil and lemon to taste

Feel free to play around with spices and seasoning. The only essential ingredients are the lentils, oil+tomato+cumin, and tahini+lemon.

It's completely feasible with brown lentils, except they take longer to boil. Basically this recipe combines the standard "brown lentils + tahini" with "red lentils + a bunch of spices".

If you have iron deficiency, the dairy will inhibit the iron absorption from the lentils, so either skip the yoghurt, or decide you're eating this because it's delicious, and not because it's good for your blood.

cold lentils ~8 hours later, now in spread-ish form, kinda like hummus. reheating not necessary, fantastic mezze for 2. lasts in the fridge for 3-4 days (just let it out to acquire room temperature first, and serve with yoghurt and onions again).

[angelltheninth]

Summoning a demon/devil Eddie and having a sexy contract with him?

Eddie would absolutely be teasing devil. Make you do anything he wants.

Pairing: Devil!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, clit stimulation, following orders, teasing, pheromones, blowjob, mating press, rough sex, degradation, name calling, contracts

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: I would risk eternal damnation for Eddie.

You did it on a dare more then anything else, who knew that a devil summoning would actually work? Your seal was half-assed at best. Which might be why the devil you summoned looked... very ordinary. Except for the obvious two horns coming from his forehead, his fangs, claws and the tail he looked just like any man you'd meet.

"What the... what's happening?" He looked around a little confused, his jacket half-way down his body, his belt unbuckled, "Ah, a mortal! You have terrible timing you know that? I was getting dressed for a concert. What if I was naked huh?"

You blinked at him, confused, "Um, hi? I'm sorry, I didn't think this would actually work." You were as baffled as he was, actually probably more since you had a real, and insanely hot, devil man standing in your room.

"I can see that. Your work is sloppy, you didn't even bind me properly." He sighed ran his hand through his soft hair, "Normally I ain't going anywhere until the deal's complete. But... technically I'm not bound to you yet." His eyes flashed a dangerous yellow color. He let his jacket fall to the floor, "I was really pumped up for the concert you know. You'll make me miss it. There was bound to be some hot babes there to fuck too."

Your lungs filled with a sudden delicious scent, so sweet and potent you tasted it on your tongue, "Hot babes? What are you talking about... er, wait, what's your name again?"

"You don't even know the name of the devil you summoned? You've got so much to learn. Call me Eddie, you little cutie." Eddie winked at you, igniting your body on liquid fire from within, "Tell you what, I like to make things interesting so how about you and I have a little bet?"

"A bet?" You breathed out, heat pooling between your legs the longer you looked at how tight his shirt was on his body.

"A bet. Since I can't leave this... summoning circle, shabby as it is, until our contract is forged or broken, why don't you step in here with me. We'll have an endurance contest." He lifted his shirt above his head, your eyes watering at the sight of him, "I fuck you, and we see who comes first. You win and I'm all yours for our contract. I win and I drag you back into Hell with me as my little cocktoy. Sound fair?"

Not what you expected him to say, but every cell in your body burned with the desire for him. Your eyes locked on his throbbing cock, now free from it's confines, his pants and boxers on the floor.

"My pheromones are already getting to you. What do you say human? Wanna give my cock a try? It's already hard for you." He wrapped his hand around the base and squeezed, white drops of pre gathering at the tip, "Don't lick your lips, lick me cock instead."

You had no idea what prompted you, if it was your horniness alone, or if you were aided by his pheromones but you lost all your clothes on your way to him, rubbing your thighs together as you knelt before him. Your finger was already circling your clit, needing to be relieved, your pussy wet without even being touched.

Eddie smirked down at you, "I know you humans are famous for subcoming to your animalistic needs but I haven't seen a bitch as horny as you in a long time. Let see if your mouth works like one too." His claws dug into your scalp, the blunt head pushing past your lips and into your throat. He was hot, throbbing, pulsing and delicious on your tongue, "Not bad. You have some talent at least. Not as useless as you look. I'll make use of everything you have, little slut."

You sealed your lips tight around his cock, looking up at him expectedly.

"What? What do you want? Cum? No, not yet. Not until I see you come first. Look at you, rubbing that pretty little clit. Faster, go as fast as you can, don't hold back those pretty noises either, I want to hear you." Your clit throbbed under your finger, hips moving into your hand, "Don't be shy, I'm sure you look real pretty when you come. Go ahead, I'll allow it, come."

Eddie's growl sent you over the edge, your finger wandering from your clit to your pussyhole, pushing inside, clenching and spasming around it. He was right behind you, his smile toothy and wide, his forked tongue hanging from his mouth.

"Knew it. So pretty for me, a pretty little cumdump fucktoy, all for me." His heavy balls slapped against your chin so fast it was the only sound you could hear until it was interrupted by his loud grunt, and after that you gulping down his cum for as long as it kept coming down your throat.

Your head fell forward when he pulled out, his cock still spraying cum all over your tits. "So? Who wins?"

"Who wins?" Eddie laughed with a predatory smirk, "Does it look I'm done? The fun's just getting started. I still need to breed that little human pussy of yours." He wasn't rough when he pushed you to the floor, or spread your legs, he was very gentle in fact, his smile mischievous, "The bet's still going, and by the end, you're gonna be reduced to my new cocksleeve." He sheathed his cock inside of you in one smooth thrust, his tail happily swishing behind him.

"Oh my g-" His lips pressed against yours, hard, fangs biting, his long tongue wrapping and swirling around yours,

"Na-uh pretty girl. Don't say another man's name while I'm busy making you mine. It's rude. You know whose name to call." He began snapping his hips forward, hammering his cock in as deep as it could go.

"Eddie." You moaned, consumed by pleasure and firey heat, "Eddie!"

"Mine. You're gonna be all mine. I'll take such good care of you. You don't need to worry about a thing, you just need to be mine, mind, body and soul." You couldn't even begin to fathom what selling your soul to devil would be like but if it's anything like this it just might be worth it. With that in mind, and the promise of so much more your body reacted in the only way it knew how.

By coming all over his cock, stomach and balls, your body asking for more.

And he had no problem giving it to you. His cock balls deep and pulsing with every jet of his warm cum leaving and painting your insides white.

"I win." Eddie chuckled into your ear, "But, hm... by the looks of you I'd say you're under the impression that you did too. Look, your pussy likes me so much it just keeps clenching. You'll make for a perfect toy. Welcome, slut, to the first day of the rest of your life." He laughed, eyes glowing and tongue licking over his fangs as he began to thrust again, showing no signs of stopping any time soon.

[ravennaortiz]

Hate Me, Love Me: Happy's Story

Alright so the inspiration for this comes from @juicesgf poll about being forced into an arranged marriage with one of the guys from Sons Of Anarchy.

Summary: This particular story is centered around winning Happy over and is told through the readers journal entries mostly and some of her POV and Happys POV. As always my stories are 18+. Happy Reading!

Tag List: @arkytiorlecter, @aimkatsz,@mamawiggers1980, @keyweegirlie, @hatersaremymotivators, @delightfulheroshoeflap

Day 1

Happy had been silent the whole ride from his Ma's house to his. His mind on an endless loop of all the issues this newly found arranged marriage was going to cause him. It could possibly cost both of you your lives. He glanced over at you as you kept your body turned to the passenger side door. While he felt bad for you he couldn't allow himself to offer sympathy or comfort. It would be better if you took off he thought.

While he wouldn't physically hurt you or anything to make you go he sure as hell wouldn't provide you with kindness or anything. It was what was best for both of you. The words his Ma had stated earlier rang through. "She is a sweet girl. You need some softness in your life. Let her in and you will see,". Happy sighed as he pulled into his driveway. Without a word he parked and got out letting the door slam harder than needed before stalking up to his front door and going in.

A few minutes later he sighed as he realized you were still in the vehicle. He moved back to the front door flinging it open as he turned the porch light on. Once you had joined him inside he handed you a note saying he would be back in the next couple of days and too not answer the door. He then grabbed a bag of things and left slamming the door.

Reader

The roar of a motorcycle made you jump slightly. The tears you had been holding back finally poured down your cheeks. You sobbed as you stood alone in an unfamiliar home that belonged to an anything but Happy man. All you wanted was to go back to your normal life.

Day 3

Happy was sulking in one of the dorm rooms at the clubhouse when Juice appeared in the doorway. The whole club was aware of the situation and why he was more angry and grim than normal. There had been some teasing but he had quickly shut that down.

"We should probably get this chick a phone with our numbers programmed into it. Give her a run down of what this life entails ya know." stated Juice as he leaned in the doorway as he watched his friend.

Happy simply shrugged making Juice frown. "If something happens to her" he started before Happy sighed and stood up. "Fine. Follow me to my place" Happy growled as he pushed through the doorway. While he wouldn't admit it out loud, Juice was right.

Reader

He came back today. Brought another guy, Juice, with him who had a mohawk and head tattoos. He was very sweet and actually spoke to me instead of just grunting. I don't think grumpy was very pleased though. Especially not when Juice suggested he bring me to the clubhouse. I had already pieced together he was in an MC of sorts and I get the idea its more than just riding around town for fun.

Grumpy did make me take his bed once he realized I have been sleeping on the couch since he brought me here. I think his frown was more frownier when he realized that.

He seemed to like the dinner I made so I guess I have that going for me. Though he did not seem to appreciate my joke about not killing me yet.

Day 5

Happy was annoyed as he watched Tig and Chibs fawn over you. He had brought you with him today just to see if a taste of club life would have you running for the hills. Much to his disappointment you had taken to it like a fish to water. Hell even Gemma had been going on about how great you were and shit! Then had gotten mad at him when he called you a liability. He figured he would just up the ante when you guys returned to his home tonight.

You were surprised when you got out of the shower that night to find Happy in his bed fast asleep. You swallowed hard as you considered your next move. Well you thought, married couples usually sleep in the same bed.

Day 10

"So your mad, because a beautiful woman is choosing to sleep next to you at night?" inquired Tig as he sat with Happy. "She's too soft" mumbled Happy annoyed that no one seemed to understand why he was so against this whole arranged marriage and you. "Hmm, soft usually feels good when your hard in my opinion" replied Tig with a shrug as Happy rolled his eyes.

Reader

I learned today from Juice about some of Grumpys fave things like his love for homemade blueberry muffins. So I got him to take me to the store and I plan on making them tomorrow. At this point I kinda just want to see if I can make him fall for me. Gemma said he was just stubborn and would come around. Unfortunately for him i'm stubborn too. Pretty sure he hadn't planned on me being down to share a bed nor invade his personal space at night.

Day 16

"Fuck these are good. If you don't want her man I'll take her" moaned Juice as he devoured his fourth muffin. Every day for the last almost week you had sent a basket full of blueberry muffins in with him. "No" snapped Happy getting a raised brow from Juice and Tig. "Does the Tacoma Killer got a hard on for his wife finally?" inquired Tig innocently as he laughed. "Shut up" growled Happy as he sent him a glare.

"I mean I would too if I had that body pres-" started Tig before Happy had him pinned into the wall. "Not another word about her" growled Happy before he let go of Tig and stalked off out of the clubhouse. "Think he might have a feeling" muttered Juice as he and Tig shared a look.

Reader

I think it might be working. I might be cracking this tough cement wall of a man. I guess only thing I need to figure out is if and when he does.....am I going to play hard to get? Seems like turn around is fair play given how the last few weeks has been.

Day 22

Happy was sitting at his kitchen table while you tended to some deep cuts on his face. Too say the two of you had shocked each other tonight was an understatement. Him appearing beaten and bloody in the doorway and you in just his shirt and panties. The quickness and gentleness you had shown to patch him up had his heart aching. He didn't want to admit it but you were growing on him. The last few days on this run he had found his mind straying to you. Wondering what you were doing and missing the feel of your soft body pressed against him at night. he had tried to replace that feeling with a random woman but he hadn't been able to perform at all.

The urge to pull you down on his lap and bury his face in your chest was strong. His finger tips tapped on his legs as he fought the urge. His eyes danced over your face contorted in concentration as you placed sutures. The guys were right. You were gorgeous and he was lucky as far as arranged marriages go. You could be an ogre or something. Would having an Old Lady really be so bad?

Reader

Grumpy came home today hurt. I hated seeing him like that and wanting nothing but to burn this world down to find out who did that to him!

Tonight was also the first time we have touched when not asleep. My skin felt like it was on fire every time out skin connected. Wild how things change.

Day 36

Happy woke up late in the day and was disappointed to find you already gone. Stretching he noted the little notebook on his nightstand. Curiously he picked it up and flipped it open. Frowning at the tear stained first couple of pages as he read what you had written. His fingers kept turning pages even though he knew he shouldn't pry. He couldn't stop though. It was weird to see himself through someone else's eyes. He laughed out loud when he saw your last line from last night

35 days with not a single word....maybe he is a mute? or does not know how to speak to women

Reader

You had dropped your glass of water when you heard a raspy voice behind you. Staring wide eyed you turned to find Happy with what could only be his version of a smile which was just a less stern frown.

"Did you just speak?" you questioned quietly still in shock.

"Yeah, grumpy speaks for the first time" he teased as he walked closer to you. Pushing you back until your back hit the wall.

His hands on your hips had you jumping up to wrap your legs around his waist as his lips found yours. "Mine" Happy growled as he pulled back from you slightly to look into your eyes.

Day 365

Reader

Crazy to think a year ago we were two strangers having our lives turned upside down. Now we are two people madly in love and going to have a little one running around soon.

The End

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[blackgirls4chris]

"did i ever hurt you?"

a/n: go easy on me that's literally my first post in this blog and english is not my first language. anyways feel free to request more things or just talk to me, promise im nice.

summary: in witch a simple play pulls reader's triggers and proves she has the best boyfriend she could ask for.

warnings: mentions of previous abusive relationship, edge of a panic attack, toxic ex boyfriend named ryan,mentions of physical hurt and pain, both very soft and cuties. actually gender neutral considering the taste for males. not proofread.

pairing: reader x chris sturniolo.

"oh- i know you didn't just take my phone..."

you giggle on the spot. your seven months relationship with chris brought some funny manias, one of them being taking each other's phone every now and then, mostly when the screen takes too much time and it almost doesn't feel like you guys are sharing a room

so you started the joke, took it from between his hands and ran into the other side of the room, waiting for him to come over and try to get the phone from you. that's the whole point, the pillow fights, the tickle-play and all the fooling around that usually happens.

it's finally nice to be around someone for so long, love is finally getting back to it's pretty colors.

but you still can't control some thoughts.

because chris stands up too fast, his intentionally mad face took the smile away from your face and turned you back into the girl you were before, as fast as you could blink.

somehow you're back at your parents house, alone with your older, handsome, hard-working boyfriend who everyone thought were everything you could ask for. we'll, he used to be. until he hits.

and it usually started like this. with large steps towards you, a serious grin on his face and some effect phrase that could put you in tears. god, the worst two years of your life.

all the work to hide the scars, the times you shared the room with his friends or family and hade to pretend to be the love of his life, like you weren't hurt.

and it all seemed to come back, chris couldn't guess, couldn't notice. he knew some shit about your past but you never felt like going deep with these things. it's past tense, it's gone shit. you're someone new.

so he wouldn't think yo were a bit off already when he approached, proceeding to hold you by the arms and throw you in bed, with all the care in the world and in a way that'd be just too funny in other situation. this would be the start of a play pretend fight that would end up in kisses.

but not now. your eyes water and your mouth runs dry, you even think you're shaking. chris' image seems a little blurry and even with the most caring, loving guy you ever known in front of you, you squint. try to disappear, defending yourself from something that would never happen in this bed.

"chris, please." you try to count your words, not to speak too much.

out of sudden all you had to do was hope for the best and pray it would end soon. that he wouldn't leave marks too obvious or hurt you too bad.

"oh, i'm sorry. did i- babe, did i hurt you? lemme see" his worried eyes are instantly inspecting you, rubbing your arms to make sure he didn't grab you too strong.

no way you were backing up. you asked yourself what you were doing, chris might be feeling terrible. you know he wouldn't do nothing to hurt you, ever. he's gentle with his words, why wouldn't he be with his hands?

your mind is quicker to snap back. well, ryan hit. why wouldn't chris? ryan would've made you regret ever thinking of taking the damn phone, he'd make you feel like you didn't deserve the air your breath.

"hey, y/n. chill, babe. what's going on?" in the best of the intentions, he tries to reach for you, seeing your troubled and watered eyes. you back up, try to stay away.

"just don't... please, just don't hurt me."

it slipped away from your lips before you could even think. no need to ask that, chris wouldn't.

so he's the one to back up, even leave the bed. he stands up and gives you some space, while your eyes watch his movements like he could snap at any moment. he raised his hands where you could see them.

it's clicking inside his mind. the not so often times you said something about your last relationship leaving you so afraid of being close to someone ever again, how it felt different with him.

how you never want to go back to your hometown, how it feels like hell to use smaller clothes around your own boyfriend. no sex with the lights on, no beach days. chris knew you, knew you enough to put two plus two together and understand why it is all happening.

"i wouldn't do that, ma. i'm fully incapable of ever hurting you" he says, with the softest of the voices. "i promise, ok? i will never raise my hand on you"

so you watch carefully as he sits down by the other side of the bed. your breath still felt shaky, you're crying now.

"i heard that before, i know i did" you confess, it almost hurts to leave your throat.

god, his heart wrenched. to ever think you were put in this situation made his blood grow too cold in his veins. to be that scared? to not even thinking on complaining or telling him not to grab you like that? if you didn't like, you could even fight him.

but no, you went full defense mode, scared like a kid.

"yeah, did i ever hurt you?" insists. you nod, denying. "you're my girl, how would i ever do something like that?"

you know he is trying his best, like... me knows how to work you through your anxiety attacks, he can take care of you in any circumstance. so maybe that's what he's doing. keeping the talk, making sure you were still here.

that's your boyfriend. your safe place. not someone you should be scare dog.

"you wanna come here?" he asks you, such a nice inviting voice.

no fear, no big red bright alarm shining on your head. it's ok to push you body until you're near chris and letting him put his arms about you. in fact, it's even a safe place to cry. so you do.

"i love you, y/n. i gotta care for you, not hurt you. i can't hurt you" he repeats, his fingers interlocking your soft locks and you war pressed against his chest. fast heartbeat. "good?"

"yup" you say, feeling good enough to put your arms against his waist. "i'm sorry, i- i know you wouldn't do nothing to me. i just-it all felt too weird. i'm sorry"

"i got you, ma" he kisses your head. "no need to say sorry, fine? you just gotta tell me what not to do! i ain't doing this petty play anymore!"

that's worried chris. just like when he found out you're allergic to peanut. all of a sudden he started checking for every food he'd bring home to make sure no peanut would be found.

"no! i like when we play like that." you let out a soft laugh, it warms him up and he could almost laugh too. "i really just don't know what gets to me"

"well, my lady... then let's see if you can give me my phone back, a man gotta work!"

[kedreeva]

After Sark requested "biscuits I can make a breakfast sandwich with," I fiddled with the sourdough biscuit recipe until I began consistently getting biscuits that held their cut shape, came apart into halves (or close to halves) easily, and were sturdy enough for a sandwich. These are the small version; I just made a first batch of bigger ones and froze them, but I'm hoping they hold form as well. I had to lower the butter amount because the original recipe called for a stick of butter in 6 biscuits and was causing them to just fry on the bottom, and butter to leak out into the pan.

I'm quite happy! They freeze well and can be baked straight from frozen. They're also delicious with a drizzle of honey, which is how I eat them!

Editing to add the recipe and instructions under a cut, per request!

Frozen Sourdough Biscuit Recipe:

140-150g all purpose flour

2 teaspoons baking powder (actually a smidge more than 2tsp)

6-8g salt (to taste)

60-113g COLD unsalted butter (to taste)

230g sourdough starter discard

You will need: a mixing bowl, a spatula, a pastry cutter, a 2.25-2.5 inch round biscuit cutter (or bigger if you want bigger, I'm not your mom), a kitchen scale. Flat, clean, surface to freeze biscuits on (I use a piece of cardboard wrapped in tinfoil), and a freezer-safe bag to put them in after freezing. For baking: parchment paper and 2 baking trays, 1 of which can hold water.

If you don't have sourdough starter discard handy, it's basically just flour/water 1:1, so you could PROBABLY make these without it by adding another 115g of flour and 115g water. Don't quote me, I don't know what I'm doing either good luck.

TO MIX:

Add 140g flour, baking powder, and salt to mixing bowl. Stir lightly to combine.

Add butter, and use the pasty cutter to reduce the butter to small crumbles, stirring to powder them with flour.

I recommend starting with 60-65g and seeing how they taste and feel to you. More butter creates a crustier biscuit, and may result in frying along the bottom. Some people prefer this, I don’t. Using 60g will create a light, fluffy biscuit with a light crust and a soft butter flavor.

In a clean jar, pour the amount of starter you intend to feed (I pour 50g off), and then in your mixing bowl, pour in starter discard and combine with spatula until dough is combined but not kneaded. Dough will be sticky. Any leftover starter still in the original jar can be added to the clean jar for feeding or discarded.

Turn dough onto a floured surface. Using both hands, gently press and shape the dough into a ball WITHOUT folding/kneading (I mean you can, but you'll be making a different biscuit), add flour to board until the ball doesn't stick. Once the ball is fairly seamless and the outside is well-coated in flour, press into a 6-8 inch flat circle about 1 inch tall.

Use the biscuit cutter to cut 5 biscuits. After each cut, tip the biscuits on their side and lightly roll them in flour to smooth the edges. Form the last biscuit by putting the remaining dough into the biscuit cutter and shaping it. Roll in flour like the others. If you want, you can just bake them now. Or if you're making them to freeze, place them on your freezing sheet. Place in freezer for 2+ hours. Stack in baggie once frozen.

TO BAKE:

Preheat oven to 425F.

Place 1 tray (i use a brownie pan, deeper sides) w/ water on lower rack to steam. Biscuits may dry out or become crunchy instead of crusty without this!! BAD!! Do not for get the water!! You will be very sad!!

Put parchment paper on the other tray, and space biscuits evenly on it.

Bake for 20-25 minutes (ovens and taste vary). When done, biscuits will be golden brown on top and bottom.

Let cool and enjoy with topping of your choice!

[small-sinclair]

Hiii🌙🌙Wanted to ask if you can write headcanons of Johnny Slaughter😖 🙏 of course you don't have to do it🤗⭐ it was just a question.. ☺️😶

I can do that. I don't mind!

Headcanons of Johnny Slaughter

tw: mentions of killings, blood

He is the biggest goofball you'll meet if he doesn't want to kill you. He has a lot of bad puns and jokes.

Just for the heck of it, he says something so out there and watches his family argue/fight. He'll stay quite for a moment with a shit eating grin and leave the madness.

Banned from touching the radio.

Banned from Cook's kitchen.

Banned from Sissy's room (don't ask what happened).

VERY knowledgeable about flowers and butterflies. He has a lot of books over butterflies.

Johnny does like to go to a certain house in town to visit an old woman that reminds him of his grandmother when she was alive. He'll sit with her on the front porch in the summers and listen to her stories even if she already told it. She lives by herself and her family doesn't visit her often, which makes both her and Johnny a bit sad.

I have an hc of him having a long scar on his back that stretches from his upper back and curves to the left side of his bode like a 'J'. He got it when he fell out of a tree.

This man knows how to play the fiddle.

Ask him about his bottle cap collection.

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I think he is a bit overprotective of Bubba. If a victim is making fun of him or taunting him, Johnny would not show mercy as they kill them.

HATES milk. He will never drink it.

He enjoys reading (tell no one).

Can't cook, but knows how to bake! Loves making muffins and cookies!

Johnny has a soft spot for dogs and cats. There's an orange cat that lives in the barn named Froggie; she's Johnny's cat.

He has another cat named Lucky; she's a turtle cat.

Johnny has a dog, too. A German Shepard named Cain.

I actually think he was once in love, but not with the girl he kidnapped (can't remember her name for the life of me). She and Johnny used to play by the watering hole before it dried out. When she got older, she had to move away. Before she did, she kissed Johnny goodbye, giving him his first kiss. He thinks about her from time to time, but shakes it away. If she really loved him, she would've came back and visited, but she hasn't.

Has kissed a guy before when he was drunk. May or may not had a make-out session behind the bar. (He enjoyed it?)

When he's not killing, he's working part time at the town's car shop. He's really good at it, too!

He actually loves kids and wants kids of his own one day, but he won't be able to stay around because of his way of life.

There's a family photo folded in his back pocket he keeps.

Whenever he as a dumb idea, he says it out loud, gets a look from Sissy and Nubbins, and they do it. All three of them share 1 brain cell when it comes to doing something dumb together.

He knows he's adopted, but he's okay with it... sometimes. He does think about what could've been from time to time, but he shakes it off. Nothing tastes sweeter than blood on his lips and Nancy's apple pie.

Johnny is touch starved.

There was this one kill that he remembers and thinks about a lot. It was with a girl about his age. Instead of running with her friends, she went to Johnny. He knew it was an easy kill, but he didn't expect that her last moments was giving him a hug and promising that everything will be okay. He didn't know why he held her close for a while and stayed with her until her last breath. His family ended up having her for dinner, but Johnny made sure he took her bones and charm necklace. He put her bones in a shoe box and buried her in the family grave. Sometimes, he wears the charm necklace and thinks of her, remembering her promise that everything was going to be okay.

[mcromwell]

question: whats the difference between wax, oil and soft pastels? (different materials of course, but how do they feel on paper?)

Hi Anon! I love pastels, let's dig in.

Wax pastels feel like a soft Crayola crayon. In hotter temps, they feel like spreading a stick of butter across a pan. In colder temps, well, like frozen butter. Mmm. They're water soluble sometimes, and I think those are softer, and the non-water soluble ones are denser and feel more like how any other crayon feels, but with better pigment loads. Good Crayon. Artist-Grade Crayon. Accepts a certain amount of scratching, but not as much as oils.

Oil pastels are very soft and sticky. They're sometimes so soft you can smoosh them between your fingers. They feel extremely smooth going across paper and very textured surfaces will eat them alive. They're basically really really gummy oil paints, so you can treat them as such with thinning chemicals and whatever. (Sorry, I am not an oils person, lol) You can scratch them away for fine lines, too. They don't dry out quickly (or perhaps at all), especially if you layered them on thick, so a special type of fixative is needed for oil pastels.

Soft pastels are like chalk. (There is confusion in my mind on whether to use "chalk pastel" over "soft pastel", but I think the differentiation lies in that soft pastels actually don't have actual chalk in them. From what I can find out, "chalk pastels" are just dyed chalk and not artist-grade. This is tangential, lmao, my bad.) Soft pastels are powdery, crumbly, very breakable. I often Hulk smash them in my hands as I color. It is heartbreaking to drop them on the floor. They taste extremely bad; do not eat dry cereal while you are working on a soft pastel piece. They're bad to breathe and technically require a particle mask* if you're using them a lot. They feel like chalk on paper! There are also PanPastels, which are pigments in a little pan and you apply it with sponges, similar to makeup. I haven't used those, but I want to. I'm pretty sure soft pastels come in pencil form, too. I'm rambling. Anyway these can't be scratched off, but can be erased, more or less. So you can dig some white values back out with an electric eraser.

If I made any mistakes, someone correct me. But that's what I know about pastels. Thanks for the opportunity to infodump.

*I don't do this. If the particulates don't kill me, the microplastics will.

[exchangestudentnova]

I just read your Yandere vampire OM brothers and I was wondering what about yan vampire Lucifer and MC who has a blood clotting problem like they cut their hand or whatever and the blood keeps pouring nothing you dramatic bit still like Woah u good??? (don't feel forced to do this btw, also I love ur writing!!!)

hey anon!! I sorry for being this late to your request, I hope my writing is a fine apology for that.

Haemophilia is one such genetic disorder where the person's blood doesn't clot easily. Although it is a reccessive gene, you were born with one. It did not pose much threat to you due to the advances in medical treatment keeping you alive for so long, so you never worried too much about it.

You did worry about it when you were asked to come to Devildorm for one year. "One whole year?? How am I supposed to survive there!?" You somehow managed to purchase almost months and months of medicines in your little suitcase, but ofc you were bound to run out of supplies in the far future.

Today was one such day. You counted the leafs of medicines left, and all of them were empty. You were being reckless by not keeping an eye on the medicine, and now you have none. Worried, you were trying not to panic in your small cozy room. After taking deep breaths, you came to a conclusion that asking Lucifer to help in this situation would be the best. With that, you went to the kitchen to fulfill Beel's craving of eating your handmade food.

The pot boiling with water and the sound of you cutting the vegetables filled the kitchen. "You called for me? Sorry I was busy with some student council work" you turn your head towards the source of the sound, a soft smile conquring your lips as you meet your eyes with him. He, with a click in his step and his long, black clock hanging from his broad shoulders came up to you and engulfed you in a hug. " how have you been MC?" he spoke in your ear as you continued your chopping. "I am well Lucifer, and yes I did call for you. I need to go back to the human world."

"But why?"

"Because I need to- ouch!"

You took your eyes off of the food to look at Lucifer, which was a bad idea because you now have a cut on your finger from moving the knife wrong. It hurt a bit, but to Lucifer, it seemed as if you have lost half of your body's blood.

"How could you be so careless!? Show me your finger" You could see that his eyes have started to dilate, his fangs have started to appear. Yet he is not even thinking about drinking blood. Instead his eyes, althought appearing to be bloodlustly, are actually filled with concern.

"Did you eat your medicines??"

"Ah, about that...." you told him about not having them, and he sighed. "Well wait here, I have some with me. Don't move from your place and stop cooking" Before he left the kitchen he spoke some words and created magic that collected the blood dripping from your hand. Now you had a small bubble of blood floating in the air that was oozing out.

Lucifer came back within two minutes and handed you the medicine. " Thank you so much Luci, but what will you do with this bubble of blood?" He just gives you a knowing look and brings his tongue near the bubble. You blush slightly as he savours the exotic taste of your blood, the medicine acting fast and stopping the bleeding.

" Why are you blushing MC? Your blood is only for me to taste. Now sit down, grab a dessert from the fridge, and let me finish dinner"

PS: anon you did not mention if Lucifer and MC are in an established relationship or not so I tried to write it in a way that you can insert a romantic/platonic relation between them^^ and also thank you for supporting my writing I appreciate it^^

[eddieslov3]

Steddie Smut

Steddie Version of my Cute Little Uniform steve x reader short fic

Eddie makes fun of him in the scoops uniform, steve makes them put it on and fucks him senseless in it.

Sub steve top Eddie filthy smut trans masc Eddie cw: eddies genitals described as Pussy, Dick and cunt probably I can't decide yet lol also oral and p in v, Eddie and Steve are switches I guess

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Eddie had just finished his shift in the cinema and craved ice cream, so that's where he went. Since he had it down really bad for one of the employees it was more than a win win.

Walking out the cinema he subconsciously fixed hair and shirt. More than glad that the cinema let you guys wear whatever as long as it was black and the guys put on the vest that is actually the whole uniform. No problem for the metalhead, his while wardrobe consisted of black shirts.

On the way Eddie encounters loads of know faces, they make a sport out of whispering. "You know, you guys suck at whispering" he says and laughes when he gets called satanist and demon. He flips them the finger and continues to go his way, unbothered.

Some people just fucking suck and Eddie could sing songs about it. He actually does, one of their songs is specifically about stupid idiots. Its also called stupid idiots.

He passes a few gossiping cheerleaders, hearing who apparently was the towns bicycle, he scoffed and rubbed his nose. Soon the scent of freshly made waffles and ice cream comes made his mouth water. Along with something else. Munson, get your head in the game. He shook himself before entering the ice cream parlor.

Scoop's Ahoy was a lovely and well lit place. Looking around you notice the bananas hanging on the doorframe that probably allows the employees to access the break or storage room. From what Eddie had heard and seen it must have been the break room.

The bell in the front rings, making Eddie turn his head to look that way.

Steve's face was stuck in an unamused grin, trying to upkeep the friendliness. But he could tell that Steve needed some help. The group of young girls semmed to be abusing the companion policy of tasting the ice cream before buying. When he saw the Sinclair girl he laughed, he'd played dnd with her a few times. "Hey Nerd" she greeted Eddie.

Quietly he waved at her and she widened her eyes. "Erica I think you we're about to go to claires, they just put up a four for two sign~" Eddie basically sang and smiled widely. Of course she nodded and left the shop with all of her friends.

"Thank you" someone sighedbehind the counter, ruffling his hair smiling at Eddie, clearly relieved. Of course Eddie knew who it was, gazes finally meeting. "She is smart, very smart..and you're too kind sometimes." He fixed his hat and smiled a little forced. That's when Eddie decided to make his day.. well worse or better. And shoot his shot finally.

"You know Harrington that little outfit really brings out your eyes" he cooed, grinning like the brat he loved to be. Especially if that meant getting laid by Steve Harrington. he might even be flirting a little bit, but ofc he'd never admit to that to be honest. He growled lowly. "Don't say that. You know how much I hate the hat." he said trying to fix his hat. "It ruins my best feature." He argued. Just making you smile widely.

"Anyway Harrington, I'd like to order one scoop of chocolate chip" you said, scanning the layout of the different ice cream flavours. "Ah, I'm sorry that was all eaten by those little monsters, you better go for… salted caramel" he suggested, knowing Eddie liked that flavor, as he'd ordered it the last time.

"Okay then that.. I actually love that one a lot." Eddie hated to admit that Harrington was right but.. steve was so handsome that he'd almost forgotten his plan.

His eyes were soft whereas his expression was a little mad. "You're still gonna pay for this.." he murmured while scooping your ball of ice cream flawlessly. Steve handed Eddie the cone and their fingers inevitably touched, sending chills down Eddies spine.

Eddie Munson was no idiot, so he acted like he hadn't heard him, sticking his tongue out at him. "You're gonna regret that" Eddie cooedsweetly winking at Steve.

Since he did work in the mall too, he had no shame in walking behind the counter. He had no shame in general but thats something different. Steve blinked a few times not sure what to say or do, since Eddie walked into the back, exchanging high fives with Robin, who pushed Steve after Eddie, winking.

"You've been in on this?" Steve asked confused and she just shrugged. "I'm a good wimgman" she just said.

"I was always curious where this room led to, not gonna lie" Eddie murmured while looking around.

He looked at the whiteboard with clearly russian words and an alphabet. "That's not important" the taller male said, looking at Eddie smiling a rather wonky smile.

"Sure.." the metalhead said sat down on the couch.

"Woah woah what do you think you're doing here?" Steve interrupted closing the door behind him.

"What does it look like? I'm Just looking around.. I've to said I've been curious what this room was." Eddie seductively licked his ice cream . "Kinda mad you didn't show me before" was what Eddie said before Steve came closer. "I didn't show you, because I didn't want you to see me in this silly uniform" he said. Eddie and Steve we're not dating.. but there definitely was chemistry between the two. It was almost disgusting, at least that's how Robin had described to Eddie a few days before.

His hot breath met Eddies face, making him bite his lip looking slightly up at him, still licking the ice cream seductively slow.

That made him growl again. "What's going on Harrington? Cute little outfit made you swallow your tounge?" he teased again. That's when he had enough. Grinning he pinned Munson to the wall licking his lips. "Well, how bout we put you in it and you decide if its so cute?" He whispered while slowly putting a hand on the others chest before dipping his head down to slowly start kissing him. Finally, Eddie thought. From little pecks to open mouthed kisses the ice cream gets forgotten and falls on the ground, Eddie grabs the others face greedily deepening the kiss with tounge which he gladly allows.

Steve let his hands both swiftly slip under Eddie's shirt, undressing him, leaving his binder on. He knew Eddie would give him access to his chest if he wanted wanted, but also take to his uniform shirt off putting it on Eddie instead.

And obviously Eddie didn't mind, he enjoyed every touch and kiss. It was better than he had ever imagined. Every touch made him whine. Harringtons calloused hands rubbing Eddies nipples, even through the binder, made himmoan. "Nhg~ Steve~ Puppy" Eddie finally moaned, causing him to twitch in his pants. "Say that again.. please" he demanded while going down on his knees unbuttoning Eddies pants slowly, lust in his eyes basically drooling at the sight of the metalhead in his uniform.

"Puppy~" he cooed laying a hand on his cheek softly squishing his face. "Mh- Fuck" he whined while dragging the pants fdown his legs. Eddie was more than ready for him to do anything, and since he seemed to be so greedy for his pussy he grinned. "Mhm yes good Puppy, so greedy for me huh?" T

Eddie asked, seeing him twitch again. By now that boy had a full on boner. Slowly he nodded, looking up at him with his big ouppy eyes. "Want to eat out this dripping pussy ?" He nodded. "Use your words."

"Yes please Sir. I wanna eat that… delicious Pussy of yours and suck on that beautiful dick" he begged while playing with the hem of your underwear. "Beg for it" Eddie fell into a haze, just like he was. Subspace Steve was something so beautiful it made Eddies mouth water, and not only his mouth. He was dripping wet for that handsome man. And in a matter of seconds his underwear pooled at his feet and the brown haired, doe eyed Steve Harrington was looking up at Eddie Munson for approval. He put a Hand in his hair and tug it lightly, making him moan. Fuck was that a beautiful noise.

"Yes?" He asked jumping onto one of the counters spreading his legs, easy access for the other, more comfortable for Eddie aswell. Slowly he stood up, discarding his underwear while licking his beautiful full lips. "Lets move this to the couch" he murmured and manhandled Eddie down from the counter, making Eddie hold onto his shoulders one hand tangled in his mullet.

The way he held Eddie made his tip tease his entrance which made the metalhead whimper. He desperately wanted him buried deep inside, but first wanted to tease him some more. Dipping down intentionally made him moan, Eddie loved that sound. "If you keep doing that I'm gonna cum" he whimpered, setting the smaller man down on the couch before kneeling in front of him. "Please let me suck your cock.. please.. Sir" he begged, eyes still huge.

Looking down at him,Eddie grinned. "Well if you ask nicely I'll think about it" he said while running his hand through his hair, spreading your legs in the process. His gaze fell on your middle, basically drooling. "Please, Sir.. Daddy I wanna taste that pretty pussy.. so pretty and dripping.. just for me" he beggeg putting his hands on your thighs holding your legs open. And that was it. You couldn't wrap your head around it but he was so fucking hot. "Go ahead pretty boy." And with that he dived in, tongue meeting your folds, your juices mixing with saliva and you moaning in pleasure.

Steve Harrington was a natural. He knew his way around bodies, especially Eddies body. "Mh you taste so good Sir" he mumbled into Eddies cunt, looking up at him with his big doe eyes. Lips glistening with Eddies juices and his own saliva. "You're such a good boy for me.. wanna make me cum?" he was eagerly nodding in response. "You want me to suck your dick.. Sir?" he asked while running a hand through his hair.

"Oh puppy, can you do that for me?", again he nodded, dazed eyes. Eddie pulled Steves hair to get him closer to his dick again. "Then make me cum." Yes Sir" he moaned into the others cunt and started sucking Eddies dick. He licked around the base, using his fingers to rub Eddies folds, dipping his fingers in every time. Then he switched. Placing his fingers on his dick, but slowly inserting the tongue in the metalheads hole, making him hold back a scream of pleasure. The curly haired muffled his moans with his own hand, careful not to cause suspicion.

"Fuck Baby.." Eddie then cooed, looking down at him, grabbing the shirt." Fuck . you're so wet.. just for me, Daddy" he moaned dipping his head into Eddies dripping heat again before he also slides his fingers into hus cunt making him squirm. "Just like that Puppy" Eddie said letting go of the shirt lacing both of his hands in his hair. Pulling on it, hard. It's making him wince but moan in unision.

"Fuck Daddy you feel and taste so good" he says, muffled by Eddies throbbing cunt. That sends Eddie over the edge making him release without warning, on his tounge, face and fingers. Eddie, quietly as possible moan his name as he cum.

That just made him lick Eddie faster, helping you riding out your high, before he finally looked up at you. Face covered in Eddies cum, eyes big and expression definitely dazed, Eddies pussy got him so drunk on his lust. "You're so handsome" these words made him stand up and sit down next to him to give you a heated kiss that quickly turned into a makeout.

Neither of them were complaining, they loved it. Besides the sexual tension had build up in the last weeks, Eddie and Steve both could swear their friends even had placed bets on how long it would take.

After a few minutes they broke the kiss for air. "Mhhh" he made, looking at eachother. "I wanna fuck you and take charge." he said grinning. Eddie wasn't complaining about this either, how long had he wanted to be fucking owned and dominated by Steve Harrington himself? Probably for some time now. Nodding he bit his lip, slowly slipping into subspace.

"Okay, Sir" he then said, which made him get into his domspace. "Fuckin good boy" he cooed, running his hand over his still sensitive core, dipping his fingers in. He pumped his fingers a few times before taking them out and putting them into his mouth. "You still taste so fucking good.." he lowly moaned in eddies ear before pulling him up on his lap.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Headcanons for dating George O'Malley...

He's always thought you were pretty, beautiful actually, but you were friends and nothing more.

Until one day Izzy lets slip that you think George is cute.

"(y/n)? (y/n) thinks I'm cute? They think I'm... Oh god, I'm gonna pass out."

Through Meredith and Izzy's incessant pestering, they keep telling George to ask you out but he's terrified, he's so freaking scared.

"What if she says no?!"

"But George what if she says yes?!"

It takes a few days of convincing but after a drink in Joe's with some liquid confidence, George asks to have a chat with you and tells you in a very George like way.

"We're friends, right? We're actually pretty good friends but Izzy told me something and I keep going over it in my head that maybe we're not just friends... Maybe we could be more. What I'm trying to say, (y/n), is that I like you. A lot. And I want to spend time with you that isn't in the hospital or at Meredith's mom's house. I want to go out like two normal people going on a date. I want to take you on a date."

To his surprise, you agree eagerly and you plan a date for the next night when the two of you should be off work.

He's sweet, god he's so sweet. He's nervous as all hell but it's endearing the way he stumbles over his words as he tries to tell you how beautiful you look as he stands at your front door.

The first date is a little awkward initially but George probably does something a little silly like spilling his water down his shirt which makes the two of you laugh until your stomach hurts and then the ice is broken.

He's always been so damn easy to talk to but in this context where it's the two of you on a date, he's so attentive, listening intently to what you're saying, asking genuinely interested questions. You've never been on a date like it where the other party is so curious about you.

He's so funny. You'd known George a long time, been friends for ages, but you never realised just how funny he was. He had a whole lot of stories about his family, about his wild brothers and his dad that had you in hysterics the whole night over dinner.

He takes you home once again nervous and bumbling and you know why. He wants to kiss you. He just doesn't know how you'll be if he asks. Will it be weird? He doesn't know.

"I had a great time tonight, (y/n)..."

"Me too, George. That's the best date I've had honestly."

"Seriously? I mean, uh, yeah, me too..."

There's an awkward pause but George takes a breath and asks, "Can I kiss you?"

You don't answer but instead clash your lips together in a passionate though short kiss.

From there on your friendship blossoms into a steady relationship.

You sneak away from your busy lives as Doctors to make out in closets where Bailey catches you and gives you the worst cases but it's worth it.

Izzy teases the two of you whenever she sees you cuddled up together on the couch when she comes home from her shift. She loves seeing the two of you happy though.

George gives the best cuddles, it's like everything else disappears when he cuddles you. He's warm and soft and his arms are home to you. If you've had a crappy day at work, he's the only one you want to make you feel better.

Forehead kisses, cheek kisses, neck kisses, knuckle kisses. George loves to kiss you, he kisses you anywhere and everywhere he can.

The sex is always so passionate and tender and he attends to you like no other. He makes sure that you're satisfied no matter how long it takes. He loves to pleasure you. He loves the taste of you, loves the smell, loves the way you react to him. That alone is enough to please him.

It's one night after you've had a bad day at work and you're curled around each other he whispers that he loves you. You're falling asleep but you hear him, "I love you too, George."

He lets you call him Georgie and he surprisingly doesn't mind it. It doesn't annoy him like his brothers when they call him it. He likes it when you call him it.

He has about a million pet names for you. Babe, baby, sweetheart, love; any sort of cutesy name George will call you it along with some silly ones too.

He introduces you to everyone as his girlfriend, even patients, because he is so damn in love with you.

Date nights curled on the couch watching scary movies.

Date mornings having breakfast and coffee before work every morning.

Helping each other study for tests, grabbing coffee for each other every so often during your shifts.

You don't get a lot of free time together but when you do, the two of you make it count.

[creachureboy]

Completely self-indulgent headcanons of soft domestic Sugimoto Saichi

I was just thinking "i think he'd be really nice and warm to cuddle" and then i ended up coming up w an entire list of headcanons so take them

Also gender neutral reader

Sugimoto would let you borrow his clothes anytime. Literally just ask.

He's confused about it the first time like "are all your clothes dirty or something ?"

but if you ask enough it just becomes routine where he offers his coat and scarf to you when he's not wearing it

And if you keep saying yes each time, he just tosses his coat and scarf at you every time he changes. Like absentmindedly

Literally you'd be doing your own thing and you'd get pelted by it

Youre not complaining though

He starts to find your scent comforting too, but he cant borrow your clothes because they absolutely will not fit him as comfortably as they fit you, but he still likes to hold your sweater / jacket when youre not around

Also whenever you cook he'll always savour it, even if you don't think it's that good it'll still always put a smile on his face

But if anything he actually prefers to cook with you

He tries to learn all your favourite dishes and wants to make them with you

And of course you will end up eating his cooking too

Something something food tastes better when you share it with your loved ones

Sometimes when he cooks for / with you, you have no clue what youre about to put in your mouth

Cause he eventually started to mix recipes he learned from Asirpa with other recipes from around japan, and then started dabbling in cuisine across the world.

Half the time you dont even know what it is, just that it tastes good

Also if you fall asleep anywhere thats not a bed you will always ALWAYS without fail wake up on a bed comfortably under a blanket.

And if you have any favourite stuffed animals, guess what you'll be waking up to beside you

Sugimoto never brings it up, he's always just like "you seemed tired, did you rest well ?" as if you magically teleported to the bed yourself

ALSO SUGIMOTO SNUGGLE BUDDY !

he is very warm, after all the time he's spent in Hokkaido winters he's like a personal heater. Youll never be cold again

and if somehow youre still cold, he'll cuddle you under a blanket till youve warmed up.

But sometimes he gets so cozy holding you close that he just. Falls asleep.

But the heater (sugimoto) is getting too warm.

But he looks so comfortable and you wouldnt wanna move and wake him up, would you ?

So you just awkwardly kick the blanket off of you in hopes that youll cool down a little

This is a routine occurrence

Also sometimes he starfishes when he sleeps but literally you do not care even if it takes up the whole bed because it means ! Time for him to be a pillow !

he's always very careful not to cross your boundaries, to the point where you have to remind him that he doesnt have to be so tense.

He just wants to make sure youre always comfortable around him

he will always ALWAYS stand up for you

Whether he's standing up against a person or proving your own bad thoughts wrong

He really cares about you and wants to do anything in his power to make sure you're alright

I cannot stress enough how selfless this man is. Like it worries you sometimes, he'll always check in on you and make sure youre comfortable and fed and alright, and you always ask the same questions in return

And if hes ever not taking proper care of himself ? You always make sure to remind and help him with that

Sometimes he causally says a really concerning thing that happened in the past and you have to ask if he's okay

He's always really grateful of how much you care about him

Sugimoto doesnt always know what to say when you vent to him, but he's a good listener and will do whatever you ask to help you feel better

whether its cradling you in his arms, getting you tissues or water, or taking you somewhere quiet. he really cares and just wants to help

he'll always comfort you regarding your fears, whether its something big like fear of death or something smaller like a fear of bugs

he'll always try and support you when something scares or upsets you

and yes if you are socially anxious he will order things for you dont worry

Also, sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night to him twitching or talking in his sleep

You grew quite accustomed to being able to tell if its a normal dream or a nightmare

But if he's having a nightmare, youd know to wake him up, and youd always comfort and hold him till he manages to fall asleep again

Also sometimes you would cup his cheeks in your palms and admire him, but it took you by surprise the first time he did it back !

He found your flustered reaction cute and proceeded to continue doing it sometimes

Nose kisses ! Forehead kisses ! Cheek kisses !

Oh and he absolutely cannot help you with your homework but he provides moral support and is consistently in awe by how much you know, even if you dont feel like your knowledge is anything special

You also buy him hair conditioner.

Now his hair is soft and smells good.

He does not understand why youre obsessed with his hair after the conditioner until he makes you try it and now you are both obsessed with each others hair. Good work

That's all I have for now, huge props to my friend for letting me spam him with these ideas. If you're reading this, I hope you have a comfortable day and remember to relax your body if there's any stiffness

Take care <3

[eponastory]

Why Waterbending is underrated... and how Earthbending can be used on the human body...

It really is underrated, and I hate that the potential was never really explored other than bloodbending bad and taboo.

The human body is this amazing machine of water, organs, cells, bones, muscles, bacteria, acids, elements, and minerals. Just to be clear, everything with two or more elements is either a chemical, compound, alloy, or mixture. Most compounds are solids, most mixtures are gas or liquid, and chemicals can be solid or liquid. Alloys are almost always metals. Anyway, getting off track here with chemistry.

In LoK, we get a bloodbending villain. It's been a while since I've seen the show, and when it was airing on Nick, I kinda stopped watching it after season two because it kinda got boring to me and I really didn't like the writing for the show. It was... well it wasn't that great because there could be more to it that just wasn't explored. It sucks that they didn't. But I really don't care for the show. Back to the bending side of it, the first two seasons kinda explored bloodbending enough to where we got the basis of Bloodbending is bad.

But how can waterbending be used on the body besides the blood? Well, I'm about to tell you.

Starting off with bone marrow, it is the stuff that blood is made in within the bone structure itself. Yeah, I was shocked to learn that too, but if you are in the medical field, you know what I'm talking about. The spleen has the other major blood duty, but it's the marrow where it's made. Knowing that opens up some dialog.

Blood cells, in particular, have a certain amount of water in them. So does the plasma they inhabit. But your muscles, organs, skin, and soft tissues also contain water. A waterbender like Katara could literally tie your small intestines in a knot if she wanted. Talk about a bad day. She could dislocate a joint with the flick of her wrist by manipulating the fluid in those joints. I wonder if she could do something about those ganglion cysts in my wrist? But the point is that waterbenders can do some crazy amazing shit and the surface was only scratched in the show. We get a taste of what can happen with Hama. Imagine pulling blood through skin? Yeah, that can happen, too. Draining the body of blood through the skin, then using that blood to fight... creepy, but really cool.

Actually, it's probably a good thing we only got a taste. No one wants to see Avatar: Bloodwar... although that's a really cool title for a semi horror story in the universe. But I'm pretty sure stopping the heart is only one thing. Exploding heads? Oh yeah, I'm sure that is possible. Not literally exploding the head, but the brain is surrounded by spinal fluid, which is also made out of water... you get where I'm coming from.

Bending also comes from the intent of a bender as well. All bending can be dangerous and used for nefarious reasons. Just like a fork can be used to eat with or to stab someone in the eye... it's the intent behind the person wielding it that makes it a weapon or a tool.

Just like how Toph could use the very small amount of metals in your body to do harm. She's not going to because she is a good person. She doesn't bend to harm. It's the same with Katara.

Now, Ozai and Azula on the other hand... their intent is what makes them powerful. Azula intends to make people fear her. Ozai intends to eliminate entire cultures... that is what makes their fire deadly.

Where as Zuko never intends to harm anyone. He does by accident, but that's really all we see.

I really wish they explored bending in more depth, especially with a hard magic system in place. Waterbending is only limited by morals and intent. Most bending is, but I truly think waterbending is the most powerful form. Earthbending is limited by the land at the benders feet. Firebending's limitations haven't really been explored except by the Sun and Sozin's Comet being the draw for energy. I go more into depth on the lighting post. Air is not really explained much either... but it's similar to water in that respect.

But yeah, more concepts with bending would be lovely.

What do you guys think?