#OOOOHHHHH HERE HE COMES

[andy-clutterbuck]

8x05 | The Big Scary U

[breedingprincessjackie]

Wrote a story for imagineyourpregnant but also wanted to put it here 💋

Imagine your son never stops growing inside you.

Getting pregnant while already pregnant is unusual. The problem is you’ve been carrying for twenty years now and your unborn son is the father of the new fetus growing inside. 

Before all this craziness, you had eagerly anticipated giving birth. You wanted to feel you're pussy stretching open. You wanted to give life and feel heavy and full with a man's seed. Man after man filled you with cum, and you loved it. You couldn't get enough. It was only a matter of time before you were knocked up. 

You adored growing huge and heavy with child. You loved it so much. Still, it never ended. Your waters never broke no matter how many men frantically fucked you, wailing for mercy as your enormous pregnant belly shook with each thrust. Your legs couldn't be closed anyhow with your womb expanding up and out; might as well use it. 

Your baby stayed safe and warm within your womb. Growing and growing as children tend to do, your skin somehow managed to stretch with it. 

You are pregnant, and it doesn't end. It hasn't ended.  It shouldn't be possible. 

You didn't think it could happen, not now, not to you. 

You can't get any more pregnant. You're skin is stretched thin. You can't see over the massive orb of flesh, that had been you're stomach, anymore. You haven't been able to see your feet for a long while. Touching your clit yourself is out of the question although you want it more than anything. 

Your son simply continued growing in your womb.

Nothing would ignite your labor and you refused a cesarean. There was no need. Nothing was technically wrong aside from the obvious. He remained and grew with the same vigor as your tits, engorged with milk. They sat heavy on top of your belly and bounced with every strong movement from within your womb. 

Your body grew sensitive with pregnancy, and that didn't stop either. 

You are mostly womb at this point. It hangs so heavy on your hips you can't walk for long periods. Medically, you shouldn't be able to walk at all. But you do, and you like standing near your apartment window, gigantic belly pressing against the glass, as men who try to break your water pound into your fat pussy. 

You like the position and feeling their balls slap the underside of your belly. You love feeling their cum drip out of you.

They all try hard. You love their creampies and hands on your belly as they devour your soaked pussy. Still, after a while the parade of men grows tiring. Not one had come close to sending you into labor. 

You have come to enjoy when it was just you and your baby. 

You two are alone often, with your current state, and yet it's probably better that way. 

Lying on your bed, you grip your belly and frantically rub at any skin you can reach. The mountain of flesh ripples and shakes. A rhythm eventually takes to the harsh movements sending ripples across your skin. You're practically moved along with your belly, it's not helped by the unconscious thrusting of your own hips. 

You can't stop, and won't be anytime soon. 

You can't help yourself anymore. 

You moan, "Oooohhhhh Oooooo OH GOD! He's Cumming. I feel ittttt. Oh God, he's cumming inside meeeee!" 

You're relationship with your son was different because of your strange pregnancy.

He grew like any other man and all the hormones that come with it. For 18 years, your baby grew and left your womb an unrecognizeable fertile dome. 

Now, he rubs his erect cock against the walls of his mother' womb, seeking pleasure from the friction. It was, after all, the only home he had ever known. It drives you wild. You feel every thrust. You cum drooling with every pulsing spurt of his cock. 

It takes a few months before you notice. With age, your baby's growth slowed, but it starts up again. Angry veins make maps across your skin.  

You feel more, smaller kicks, against your belly. A Second placenta formed. Your sons seed with nowhere else to go implanted in your already packed womb. There was more than one. 

You never expected to like it as much as you did, but ever since you learned you were even more pregnant your pussy was never empty. You drowned yourself in the pleasure of having any man willing to rub his cock against your belly. They fucked you hard and fast on all fours with your legs lifting off the ground. Huge and immobilized all you can do is scream in frenzied pleasure. 

"I'm gonna pop! I'm so bigggggg! I'm gonna explode! It's so much. It's too much! It's so tight! I'm so FULLLL". FUCK ME HARDER! FILL ME!" 

You feel an erect cock against your navel, from the inside, not out. It sends you into a frenzy of wailing as another man's thick cock pounding in and out sends gushes of your arousal across your thighs. 

You're stomach tightens and rumbles. The mountain of a womb contracts brutally. You ignored it for a while. Your need for your pussy to be filled outweighed logic. You are a balloon about to pop and you don't care. 

"I'M GONNA BURST! MY BELLYS TOO BIG! IM GONNA CUM IM CUMMING! PLEASE, GIVE ME MORE! MOREEEE!"  

One man humps your ass as fast as his hips can thrust. He buries his thick cock deep in your burning hot pussy. Only when his cum spurts out onto your gigantic belly do the men lift your legs open and investigate the tight drum heaving in front of them. 

"Uh…uh ah ah Ahhh AHHHHH GOD ITS HAPPENING! I'M GIVING BIRTH, FINALLY, MY BABY IS COMING OUT!" 

More men cum and one wiped the seed like lotion onto your womb and takes your long swollen navel between his teeth. He sucks, and you whine for more. 

You stretch impossibly wide, but still you drool and moan in ecstacy. You lie in a puddle of you're own fluids, birthing and otherwise, that continues to squirt from you vigorously. Your heavy heaving tits drip milk down your belly in a steady stream. Your child's head shouldn't be able to fit but your skin still stretches until you feel a wet head brushing against the bottom of your ass. It shouldn't be possible to be stretched so wide, and your eyes roll back. 

"MY PUSSY IS SO FULL. I'M CUMMING! MY SON IS COMING OUT! I CANT STOP CUMMING! HE'S SO BIG! AH, AH, AH I'M PUSHING! I'M CUMMING!!!"

When be comes out of you, followed by cum dripping out of your gaping wide pussy, you know you'll be even bigger, much less empty, soon enough.  

[beansterpie]

K I threw together a translation for the new es21 anniversary chapter! There's probably mistakes and some awkward phrasing because I always end up prioritizing accuracy over flow rip. Hopefully the way I've formatted this isn't a total pain to read. I recommend looking at the page first, and then referring to the translation when you can't read something. I skipped any panels that don't have dialogue/text so just reading the translations might be confusing. Anyway it's under the cut!

(Lol sorry I didn't bother translating character blurbs on the right)

Page 1 Panel 1: Announcer: “Noooooww, there’s barely any time left on the clock! This final play will decide the outcome of the match!!” Panel 2: “One of these teams will command the University American Football World!! Panel 3: Which one will it be!? Panel 4: Two star players who once fought together now face off— Panel 5: in this Final Decisive Match”

Page 2-3 Panel 1: Eyeshield 21 aka: Kobayakawa Sena!! VS. The Commander from Hell: Hiruma Yoichi!! Panel 2: Set, Hut!!!

Cover page (4-5): Their First Collision!! Sena [Eyeshield 21] and Hiruma [the one who named him (literally the ‘parent’ who named him)]—

Page 6 Panel 1: [Some months earlier—] Panel 3: DEVILBAT GHOST!!

Page 7 Panel 1: TRIDENT TACKLE!!!

Page 8-9 Panel 1: The ball was fumbled!! Whichever team manages to claim it will win….!! Panel 2: [An American Football rule you can understand in 1 SECOND] Devilbat: YA—HA— It’s stupidly simple! Carry the ball to the enemy line and score (a touchdown)! DB jr.: You can get around 7 points! Panel 4: Monta: CATCH MAX!!! Panel 5: Suzuna: YA—!!! Panel 6: Announcer: The Kanto representatives for the Japanese National American Football University Championships is the team lead by Eyeshield 21 aka. Kobayakawa Sena— the Enma Fires…..!!!!

Page 10 Panel 1: Sakuraba: You really got revenge on us this year. It’s frustrating but it was our total defeat….! Panel 2: Sena: Though, one-on-one, for the most part I couldn’t really get past you (Shin-san) until the very end… Panel 4: Shin: undecipherable Panel 6: Ootawara: OOOOHHHHH MAKE SURE YOU HIT THEM HARD ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US, KURITA—!! Panel 7: Takami: Finally, you’ve earned the right to challenge the undefeated champions Page 11 Panel 1 & 2: Takami: The championship finals against the team lead by Hiruma, the Saikyodai Wizards— at the Koushien Bowl….!!! Panel 3: Sena: Yes….!!

Page 12 Panel 4: Monta: Mukya! What the hell, we can’t get into the club room! Riku: Looks like we have a few visitors— Panel 5: Crowd: The United States President’s son?? Even SP (I believe this is a tv channel) is here… Page 13 Panel 3: Sena: T-this is way too crazy… Kurita: To clear away people like this…..

Page 14 Panel…2?: Hiruma: Kekekekeke, you’re late fucking Fatty and fucking Shrimps Panel 3: Kurita: HIRUMA! Sena: —san!! Monta: And that guy’s from the American Match, the ultimate boss… wait actually, he’s a NFL player now! Page 15 Panel 1: It’s the President’s Junior, Mr. Don….!! Panel 2: Don: An ordinary person goes to a foreign country to run rampant for their own entertainment. A champion (or king lol) goes to a foreign country to express his respect. Panel 3: Don: In this country, it seems excessive meddling from pros in the affairs of amateurs isn’t appreciated, so I’ll get straight to the heart of the matter. Panel 4: Don: Together we will fight and acquire the throne. I’ve come to welcome/receive one hero. Panel 6: Kurita: ?? Monta: What does that mean? Sena: Isn’t this excessive meddling…..

Page 16 Panel 1: Crack! Panel 2: Sena: ….?? Inside my shoulder pad… Panel 3: Sena: What is this, it’s tiny… A white chip? Monta: Ooh, it’s in our shoulder pads too!! Riku: Since when… Panel 4: Hiruma: It’s called an RFID (radio frequency identification (apparently lol)) chip. When you have this on— Panel 5: Glasses: The current location of each player can be determined and measured by inches. Stats like speed and acceleration, it can analyze all data in real time. Enma Babes (presumably): A SCI-FI MACHINE LIKE THAT EXISTS!? Page 17 Panel 1: Don: There’s nothing Sci-Fi about it. Within the NFL world, all players have been using this for a number of years now. Sena & Monta: REALLY!!? Hiruma: They even have them inside the balls. Since you can measure the rotations that way Devibat: It’s true!! DB jr.: The actual pro sports world sure is turning into something amazing! Panel 2: Riku: So, this data analysis chip… Panel 3: Riku: Why are they in our protective equipment…?? Sena: I mean, there’s only one person in this world who would be devilish enough to quietly do something like that… Panel 4: Glasses: With this hoard of collected data, and by using the help of something like Google Brain, we can rely on machine learning to— Sena: Goo… what? Machine…?? Panel 5: Don: How sad~ Oohh, AI, AI! Civilization has simply taken the human privilege of ‘thinking’, and given it up to machines.

Page 18 Panel 1: Don: Most of all, humanity’s been dulled by favoritism, politics and social correctness. Well, compared to a slow/primitive ruler, it’s (AI) infinitely more reliable. Panel 2: [For our team to reach victory, what kind of player is indispensable? The answer provided by the AI was—] Panel 3: A running back with the speed of light! Or— A phantasmagoric (look it up) quarterback! Panel 5: Glasses: International Player Pass Way Program. In short, there is one slot available for a foreign student trainee as the Japanese representative. Don: Which means that we would be receiving you into our team. Page 19 Panel 1: Kobayakawa Sena, Hiruma Yoichi: between the two of you, only one—

Page 20 Panel 3: (I believe this is some sort of form that Sena filled out about what he wants to pursue after graduation— he says after graduation he wants to become a pro American Football athlete) Panel 4: Hiruma: With my physical abilities, I won’t be able to get into the NFL the usual way. Panel 5: Hiruma: Obviously, I’ll struggle for the top even if it kills me. That’s the thing that makes it fun….! Page 21 Panel 1: Don: When I consulted the man at the top, Panther, about which one to pick— he gave me a truly straightforward answer. Panel 2: Panther: Hm? Well they’re going to have a confrontation directly in the Koshien Bowl, aren’t they? Panel 3: Panther: Sena VS. Hiruma!! We’ll just take whoever wins. Because, isn’t that American Football…!!

Page 22 Panel 1: Sena: …… this contest against Hiruma-san, I’m glad that it’s an American football match. Panel 2: Sena: If it wasn’t, there’s no way I could win against Hiruma-san, you’d bring out your blackmail book and in an instant…. Hiruma: Kekeke, seems like you understand the situation reeeeal well Panel 3: Sena: I mean, whether it’s Don-san’s AI verdict or the pro tryouts— if you put your mind to it, you could use your blackmail book to get whatever you wanted. But, Hiruma-san, when it comes to American football, you’ve always…. you’ve always— Panel 5: Toss~ Panel 6: Hiruma: Well, since I’m going to win against you and become a top pro, I don’t need this thing. Page 23 Panel 5: Sena: But, the one who’ll win is me

Page 24 Sena: I’ll go to defeat you with all my strength. So, Hiruma-san, you also— Hiruma: Kekeke, naturally Page 25 Panel 1: HANSHIN KOSHIEN STADIUM Panel 3: Kurita: Truthfully, I want to root for both of their dreams— For Sena-kun, and for Hiruma. But if I really can’t choose both—

Page 26-27 Panel 1: Kurita: FUNNURABAAA!!!!! Panel 2: Kurita: For the sake of my team, and for Sena-kun’s sake, I’ll defeat Hiruma…..!!! Panel 3: Announcer: Koshien Bowl, the final, decisive match! Against the Saikyodai Wizards, made up of all star members throughout the country— Panel 4: Announcer: Somehow!! The Enma Fires are just slightly in the lead!! Panel 5: Gaou: Fuh… Half of American football is decided by the power of the line. This is the unmatched power of Kurita when he has something to protect….!!!

Page 28 Panel 1: Announcer: Noooooww, there’s barely any time left on the clock! This final play will decide the outcome of the match!! Panel 2: Announcer: Two star players who once fought together now face off— Panel 3: Announcer: In this Final Decisive Match!! Panel 4: Announcer: Eyeshield 21 aka. Kobayakawa Sena!! Vs. The Commander from Hell, Hiruma Yoichi!! Page 29 Panel 1: Hiruma: KILL! KILL! Panel 2: Suzuna: K.I.L.L…..to kill? What’s it mean? Doburoku: In American football, it’s a sign that’s given by the pitcher. It means to completely kill the strategy that had been agreed upon. To put it simply, it’s a signal to hurriedly reset the strategy of the play. Panel 3: Mizumachi: After seeing our defense formation, looks like they want to change things up! Panel 4: Sena: Hiruma-san’s— that ever-changing adaptability’s strength—

Page 30 Panel 1: Hiruma: Kill— Panel 4: Unsui: NO!! THERE HASN’T BEEN ANY CHANGE IN HIS PLAN!! Page 31 Panel 1: Hiruma (I think): This was just a snap counter from the get go— A signal to start the play after the 4th KILL…!!! Panel 2: Enma player: Shit, even though we know what kind of guy he is! Enma player 2: He’s gonna throw a pass— Enma player 3: No, don’t let Hiruma trick you! He’s not throwing— he’s still holding it!! Panel 3: This is a run….!! Panel 5: Shit, that’s wrong, it’s a pass after all….!!!

Page 32 TOUCHDOOOOWN!!! Page 33 Panel 1: Hiruma: YA— HA—!!! Panel 2: Announcer: The final decisive battle was completely controlled by the sorcerer of the field-- Hiruma Yoichi! (there's actually a word in this line I don't understand lol, but this should be the general gist) Panel 3: Announcer: In a sudden turnabout victory, the Saikyodai Wizards win the championship—

Page 34 Panel 1: Announcer: —No, the remaining time on the clock is 1 second!! Panel 2: Hiruma: !! Taka: That was my bad. Panel 3: Taka: On the ground was Sena-kun with his light speed, and in the air Monta was closing in. I had no choice but to catch the ball one second earlier than planned. Panel 5: Unsui (presumably): — 1 second left. Whether we laugh or cry about it, this will be the final play— Page 35 Panel 1: Sena: These sort of seriously close calls… I dunno if you’d call it deja vu or— Panel 2: Monta: That’s right! This is the kind of cliff’s edge that we’ve run along a bunch of times! Panel 3: Agon: Aaaahhh? Ain’t this match already certain victory— Panel 4: Agon: —If we weren’t up against the tiny trash brigade, that is. Hiruma: Kekeke yo~~~ You also know what’s up huh, fucking dreads. Panel 6: Yamato: That’s right, all of us should know by now well enough that it hurts. Panel 7: Yamato: That there are demon-like men out there whose power explodes during dire straits like this.

Page 36 Panel 1: That there was once a miraculous team called the Devilbats— Panel 2: Hiruma: The last play will be Eyeshield 21! They’ll 100,000,000,000% comes at us with Sena’s run!! Anything else is a ruse, completely ignore it, don’t even think 1mm that it’ll be anything else!! Panel 3: Unsui: There’s only one way to go: Sena’s run. All of us will open a path!! Page 37 Panel 1 & 2: Sena’s Run, Complete Specialized All Star Team!! VS. Anti-Sena formation, Complete Specialized All Star Team!!

Page 38: — DON! Page 39 Panel 1: Announcer: Remaining time: 0 seconds! Panel 2: Announcer: With this last play, it’s game set! Panel 4: Yamabushi: Rodio Drive!! Are they coming with Riku!? Taka: No— Panel 6: Riku: Sena…!!

Page 40 Panel 3: IKKYUU…!! Panel 4: How can he reach it, to go into a cut from such a distance…..

Page 42 Panel 1: Sena: UUOOOOOOOOHH!! Panel 2: Mamori: Sena…! Panel 3: Ikkyuu: That guy’s too damn fast— I already knew that but…..!! Panel 4: Announcer: Sure enough, in the end they went with the light speed running back, Eyeshield 21!!! Page 43 Panel 1: Mizumachi: Uha! I said make way! Panel 3: Chuubou: A path for Sena-senpai….!!!

Page 44-45 Panel 3: Announcer: He’s passed everyone! At this rate it’s a touchdown—!!! Panel 4: Hiruma: Kekeke, dig out your eyeballs and give them a good wash— take another look. It’s not over. Panel 5: Kid: He’ll stand in the way— in the end, the ultimate opponent—

Page 46 Panel 1: AGON!!! Page 47 Panel 2: Shin: Sena’s Devilbat Ghost has been fully realized. Panel 3: Shin: It’s a perfect technique for a runner to get past his opponent. The Optimal Technique/Solution.

Page 48 Panel 2: vvrrrrr (vibration sounds) Panel 3: Glasses: The Optimal Solution for this situation is none other than the Devilbat Ghost. But even then, Agon who possesses inherent superhuman reaction speed will likely stop him. Panel 4: [That is the judgement the machine learning system has made based on the real time analysis from the RFID chip] Page 49 Panel 3: Shin: The essential thing you need to reach new heights, is to surpass your Optimal Technique/Solution™— with Courage™ Panel 5: Sena: That’s right— my road isn’t limited only to the two directions that I can dodge Panel 6: Shin: It relies on his light speed cuts. A third option, much like a trident. In a manner of speaking—

Page 50 Panel 1: DEVILBAT TRIDENT!!! Page 51 Panel 1: Mizumachi: You mean he might not dodge!? Riku: A headlong collision!! There’s no way… Panel 2: Glasses: It’s absolutely impossible, how reckless. There’s no chance of winning. The AI declares that this is at most a feint. In the end, Sena will definitely move to evade him! Panel 3: Hiruma: Kekeke, you’re wrong. It’s a hundred billion years too early to try getting past using that hand. Panel 4: Hiruma: But that’s why you’ll go for it. Isn’t that right, Sena. Panel 5: Agon: Aaahhh~~ Hiruma, I’ve fought with you so many times it makes me sick, so I already know all of that….!!!

Page 52 Panel 1: Hiruma ??: The Human brain hasn’t been able to compete with semiconductors for a long time. I’m sure it’ll aaaalll become like that in the future. Panel 2: Hiruma: When it comes to searching for Optimal Solutions™, no one can compete against Sir AI anymore. But— Panel 3: Shin: Beyond the Optimal Solution™ Panel 4: Beyond even the very summit— you continue to struggle with only courage at your back. Page 53 Panel 1: THAT IS WHAT AN ATHLETE IS Panel 3: ??: I’LL GO PRO AND KILL EVERYONE!! Panel 4: ??: I’LL SURPASS THE TOP!!! Panel 5: ??: That athlete will be—

Page 54-55 Panel 1: Hiruma: ME Panel 2: Sena: ME Panel 3: [He surpasses theory, with his light speed courage—!!]

[riveroryn]

HE NEEDS HELP PUSHING!

At the birth center, Wyatt was 10cm dilated and feeling the urge to push. In the tub he took a deep breath and let out a moan.

Ooooohhhh!

He pulled his legs back. The midwife placed her hands around his birth canal and firmly said "Let's see a push. Big breath in aaand PUSH."

Hmmmmaaahhhh!!!

The pain and pressure were INTENSE. He didn't expect it to hurt so much. He yelled through his first push and he felt his baby's head decend.

The midwife placed a finger inside of his hole to feel the baby's head. "GOOD. That was a good push, Wyatt. The baby's right there, let's go again. Ready? Okay. PUSH."

Hmmmmgggghh OOOOHHHH!!!!

The baby's head moved further down his birth canal every time he pushed. This time a small teardrop began to form. He was CROWNING right there in the water.

"YES. Good job, just breathe. It won't be long now."

Is she coming out yet?

"you're just starting to crown! She's coming! Do you feel another contraction? Okay Wyatt, you can do this. Big breath, PUSH. Good, good. Push push push! Almost there!"

OOOOHHHHH AGGGHHHHH 😭😭😭

The baby's head now crowned at the widest point stretching his birthing hole to the limit. The pain was searing through his pelvis. It was horrible. He felt like he was going to break but all he could do was PUSH.

Oh god!!!! 😭😭😭 GET IT OUT!!!!! AHHHH!!!!

"Wyatt, BREATHE. You're doing it, come on, PUSH! PUSH! HARDER! The head is almost out! Come on now, PUSH! Yes! The head is out! Now breathe. You'll push out the shoulders next."

Oh my God 😭 *Wyatt sobbed from the trauma and felt the next contraction start. He had to PUSH.* AHHHHHHH!!!!!!

"Okay Wyatt, you can do this. I know it's so painful, just a little more. KEEP PUSHING. GO GO GO. PUSH! PUUUUSH!"

AAAAAGGGHHH!!!! AHHHHH!!!!! GOD!!!! AAAAaHaAaaaAAAA!!!!!!!!

The shoulders came out. Now for the hips.

"Wyatt stop pushing! Just let it come."

Wyatt fought the intense urge to push. He felt the baby's hips slide out with relief. It was over. He gave birth.

"she's here! You did it!"

[melon-cream-enmu]

Reader is plus size. Always. Repost from peach-cream-enmu-archive

OK BUT THE READER GETTING HIT WITH A CURSE FROM SOME MAGIC ITEM AND TAKING ON TRAITS OF THE DEMON BROTHERS

Pretty plumage of a peacock that Lucifer can’t seem to look away from, a purple, blue, and green shine in your eyes when you turn your head. They ruffle a bit, flustered, as he comes up behind you and holds the plush of your sides and wraps his arms around your body

White and black feathers showing up in your hair a lot making you shake your head (like birds do their feathers) and long black nails Mammon wants threading through his hair.

Gorgeous orange scales around your eyes and cheeks, on your shoulders, your ribs, your hips. How they disperse a bit when you sit and the weight of your thighs pillow, he’s enamor with it. Levi keeps staring, and when your slit pupils relax and widen when you look at him? His hearts beating so fast.

Your hairs grown a bit longer, now with strands matching Satan’s bright blonde, markings on your leg, winding down like his tails does his own. Maybe even a soft tail that he can’t help but play with. Later, when you take your shirt off, you notice how you glow in the dark of your room, ribs visible and bright.

Sharp fangs and pointed nails, a bleeding heart on your cheek that Asmodeus can’t help but kiss. You have a sweet, enticing scent that grabs everyone’s attention. A stout little scorpion tail, nestled right above your butt. He strokes the base of it gently and watches how it riles you up, squirming in his arms.

Cute fluttering bug wings on your back, beels neck and chest markings taking their place on your ribs and upper thighs. A greenish blue shine to your skin, like the skin of a fly. Your appetite grows, but nothing is appetizing. Unless Beel is eating it, or reaching for it. Then you ask if he can share.

Cute horns, big cow ears, a cute tail! Belphies splotch type markings on your lower back and outer thigh. If someone could scratch between your horns you’d really appreciate that…You seem to be more tired than usual, you and Belphie often found in a sleeping pile during the duration of the curse.

Do we know if Diavolo and barbatos have symbolic animals? If so let me know I can do them too!

Im getting not so canon here now

OOOOHHHHH AND MAYBE EVEN THE ANGELS

Your hair gets curly, coils grow tighter, straight a hair gets a little wavy, maybe even just frizzy, little ears, and a pink/black tinted nose. Simeon doesn’t mean to stare but he points out your little sheep tail!

Cute dog ears that stick up tall, a curled tail that wags when you don’t want it to. Your temper is a bit shorter too, time to get teased by everyone. Luke notes that you hang around the kitchen while bakes…

[soulofapatrick]

A Moment of Clarity - Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: You and Joel wake the next morning and decide to just see how things go which is exactly the way you both want them to

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: oral (f!receiving); fluff

Notes: This is Chapter Two: Forbidden Fruit Series Masterlist 

Y/N’s POV 

The shrill sound of my phone ringing pierces through my comfortable slumber and I’m groaning as I blindly reach for my phone before answering it while Joel cards is fingers through my hair. It’s Daisy, of course it’s Daisy. She sounds perfectly sober despite having been absolutely back out drunk last night, a superhuman power she seems to have. 

“Soooo, spill it all,” She demands, “Is he as big as everyone speculates?” 

I’m choking on air, a rumble of amusement from below me as there was definitely no way Joel did not hear that. I mute it and send Joel an apologetic look, feeling my cheeks heating up but he just chuckles and pressing a kiss to my forehead before sliding out from under me. I watch as he finds a pair of grey sweatpants that cling to his lips and how good his tanned skin looks in the morning light that’s pouring through the gap in the curtains. I’m having to clear my throat and drag my eyes from his body as I unmute the call, trying to keep my voice steady, “Daisy, what are you talking about?” 

“Come ooonnnn,” She groans, “Don’t play dumb with me, you spent the night at Joel’s.” I let out a frustrated sound as Joel settles on the bed, sitting in front of me and taking my hand in his, thumb rubbing soothingly over the back of it as Daisy continues her interrogation. Joel surprises me by plying the phone from my hands and putting it on speaker before setting it between us before he’s kissing my knuckles lovingly, sending my heart fluttering. Daisy’s voice crackles through the phone, impatient and expectant, “So, are you gonna answer my question or what?” 

“Darlin’ are you coming down for breakfast or not?” Joel speaks and I send a confused look in his direction wondering what the fuck he’s on about but then Daisy’s squealing and Joel sends me a wink. Oooohhhhh, he’s trying to get Daisy to hang up and leave us alone for a bit. I try to hide my smile but it’s no use, Joel’s charm and quick thinking is just too much. 

“Breakfast, hmmmm?” Daisy teases through the phone, “Alright I’ll leave you too your DILF but you better give me all the details later.” 

“Bye Daisy.” I say with a light laugh, always amused at how energetic and supportive she is no matter the situation. 

“Love you too Y/N!” With that the call ends and Joel’s pushing my shoulders, crawling over me and smothering my faces in sweet kisses. I feel a giggle bubbling up in my throat, pushing at his chest as it all tickles, but he does pull back. He’s grinning down at me, eyes shining with mischief before he’s diving down and stealing a hot kiss that has me gasping. My heart races and my body thrums with excitement as he pulls away again with a smirk. His hands trail down my body, fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake and I reach up to pull him back down for another kiss but he’s standing up. 

“Come one, lets have breakfast.” He says, voice just as playful as the glint in his eyes as he helps me up. I slip on my jeans before padding down the stairs after him, the smell of bacon sizzling making my mouth waters. 

Tommy’s standing at the hob, three plates ready for the breakfast he’s cooking and I look for Sarah, Ellie always spending her time with Dina lately, but she’s no where to be seen. The cheeky and knowing grin Tommy flashes us as we enter the kitchen as my face heating as he knew I was here and he definitely knows I slept in Joel’s room last night. I clear my throat awkwardly, feeling the weight of Tommy’s gaze on me, “Morning Tommy.” 

“Morning Mouse.” Tommy smirks, using the nickname he’s had for me since he met me all those years ago. He’s Joel’s younger brother and does have his own place but Tommy likes to spend most of his free time here and I don’t blame him. I have always loved the Millers, always finding my way to their house when my dad and I argue or if I’ve done something that my dad wouldn’t approve of. Tommy was in the first time I got drunk and he had to get me up to the spare room while I was spewing about how much I love Joel so I think Tommy’s smirk is more of a ‘finally’. 

Joel laughs, full and hearty, at Tommy’s nickname for me, “Mouse, huh? You’re still calling her that?” 

“Course I am,” Tommy says with a chuckle, “Here you lovebirds go.” Tommy holds out two plates of food, one with everything you could think of but the other with only the bacon, sausage and hash browns as I don’t like eggs. Joel takes both plates and heads to the table but before I can follow him, Tommy is grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a hug, whispering, “Thank god you two made moves on each other.” I feel my face heat up again at his words, knowing that Tommy has always loved to play matchmaker, especially between me and Joel. I’m wriggling out of his hug and rushing over to sit next to Joel who just sends me a quizzical look that I ignore. He’s opening his mouth to ask so I shove a piece of bacon in my mouth and he just huffs. 

Joel’s hand finds its way to my thigh again as we eat, Tommy joining us with his own plate of food. Sarah must be at a friends as she’s usually up early and would have been making breakfast with Tommy, waiting for me and Joel to stumble our ways downstairs but from separate rooms. I don’t know how she’ll feel if she finds out I’m dating her dad as we’re so close in age. Wait, I’m not even dating Joel… am I? I’m sending Joel a quick glance, my heart racing at the thought of him and me dating. What if he was just looking for a quick release and will want to drop me home after breakfast as I didn’t give out? What if he feels regret for kissing me last night? What if-

Lips are on mine, soft and pliant and throwing every thought from my mind. My hand finding Joel’s cheek, his beard coarse under my palm as his thumb rubs soothing circles on my thigh, his other hand in my hair. I feel a little kiss drunk when Joel finally pulls back enough to meet my gaze, “There’s no need to worry sweet girl, I want you just as much as you want me.” 

“Y-you do?” 

Joel’s chuckle is soft and his eyes are warm and full of affection as he cups my cheek, “Of course I do, Y/N. Wouldn’t have kissed you last night and now if I didn’t.” My heart swells with happiness at his words and I lean in to kiss him again, feeling so safe and loved in his embrace but Tommy’s clearing his throat across from us. 

“Let me eat my breakfast in my single loneliness and peace please,” There’s a teasing tone to his voice as I focus on my food, Joel doing the same. We settle into a comfortable silence, finishing the breakfast Tommy made and it’s really fucking good, Tommy being an amazing cook. He’s breaking the silence a few minutes later, taking our plates as he asks, “So what’s your plan for today?” 

“I’m not sure, where are the girls?” Joel asks in return. 

“She slept over at Jesse’s with Ellie and Dina. They said they wouldn’t be back until late afternoon,” Tommy tells us as he scrapes the plates clean before putting them in the dishwasher,  “I’m heading out to meet up Maria, I have a lot of hope for this relationship. So you two have the house and you better behave.” 

“It’s my house asshole.” Joel quips back, brothers sharing a brotherly glare before Tommy’s patting Joel on the shoulder and heading for the door. It closes behind him and I’m left sitting next to Joel, eyes on the way his large hand holds my thigh as a dirty thought or two worm their way into my mind despite the fact Joel and I haven’t even put a label on us yet. It’s like Joel can sense it, his fingers flexing against my thigh and his breath is hot against my neck when he brings his lips to my ear, “Behave sweet girl.” 

I shiver at the feel of his breath on his skin and the way his voice makes me putty his in hands. But I also can’t help feel a little frustrated at his comment, wanting to explore the physical connection between us so I’m turning my head to face him, meeting his gaze with a defiant look and a small pout as I whisper, “Maybe I don’t want to behave.” 

His honey eyes darken at my words, hand on my thigh tightening and he’s gripping my chin between his thumb and forefinger as he makes me look at him, “Is that so?” He asks, voice husky, “What do you want to do then sweet girl?” 

Without hesitation, Joel’s lips are on mine, the kiss hot and heavy, my hands flying to his hair to pull him in closer, the table in the way. Joel’s hand moves to the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine and drawing a soft main from me. I feel his other hand sliding further up my thigh, fingers tracing oh so close to where I need them and my back arches into the touch in response, a mewl being swallowed by his lips. 

He’s pulling back, eyes searching mine as he asks, “You sure you want this Y/N? You sure you want me? I’m fourteen years older than you sweetheart-“ 

“Thirteen years and ten months.” I correct him and a soft look crosses his face as he lets out a soft sound so I continue talking, “I am very sure I want to be in a relationship with you Joel Miller. There is no one else who could treat me better than you, no one would could satisfy me and make me so loved than you, no one who could be both a safe haven and a fucking tease. There is no one I trust more to treat me right than y-“ 

Lips are crashing to mine, desperate and wanting. The kiss deepens as Joel’s hands find my hips and I’m gasping when I’m being lifted and sat on the table with him standing between my legs. He pulls me closer to the edge, pulling me flush against him and I can feel his heart beating fast against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. His lips move down my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there and I can’t help but moan softly, Joel’s fingers tugging at the waistband of my jeans and I’m lifting my hips for him. In one smooth movement my jeans and panties are on the floor and Joel is trailing fingers up the insides of my thighs, the skin sensitive and I’m mewling, wanting more. 

“Fuck sweetheart,” He’s pulling back with a groan when two of his fingers swipe through my folds, gathering my arousal on the pads of his fingers before he’s bringing them up to his lips, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss and I think I get even wetter then I thought possible, “Fuck you taste so good.” He’s dropping back into the chair, a large and calloused hand pressing on my stomach to get me to lay back on the table as he wraps his arms around my thighs. Without any warning he’s blowing on my wet heat, making me squirm and whine out his name before he’s diving in like a starved man, tongue swirling my clit and I’m wriggling away but his grip on my thighs stops me. He’s kissing and sucking on my sensitive nub with precision and expertise that I can feel that knot in my stomach already building and my hands flying to his hair. His lips move from my core, trailing kisses and nipping up and down my thighs as I cry out in anguish, “Patience darlin’.”

I’m digging on his hair again and pushing his face back to my core, Joel’s moan vibrates through me, up my spine and straight to my head as my thighs begin to shake, all of it embarrassingly soon but the way his tongue thrusts as far as he can get it inside me, licking at my walls before moving back to abuse my clit has me teetering on the edge of pleasure. He’s chuckling softly against my folds when my legs clamp around his head before he’s prying them open and pulling away enough to coo, “That’s it sweet girl,” His voice gravelly and husky, “Let go and come for me darlin’.”

It takes one more thrust of his tongue in my core before I’m crying his name, back arching and eyes slamming shut as my hands tug at his hair almost painfully. It feels different to when I’ve fingered myself, it’s longer and wetter, wave after wave ripping through me until I’m gasping and Joel’s hands are caressing my hips as I try to regain some form of consciousness. I definitely gain it when I find his face and see he is wet, beard and chest wet as well and I realise what just happened. My hands flying up to cover my face in embarrassment because Joel just ate me out so good I squirted all over him but his gentle fingers are prying my hands from my face and he’s speaking, “That was fucking hot, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” 

“But-“ 

“It’s okay darlin’,” He’s hovering over me, pupils blown out and lips kiss swollen, “Come on let’s take a shower then we can just spend the rest of the day watching movies.” 

“But-“ 

“You don’t have to, this was about you sweetheart.” He’s helping me off the table, a proud smirk on his shiny lips as my legs shake almost too much to walk. His strong hands gripping my hips and guiding me towards the stairs, lips migrating back to my neck as he follows me upstairs. It takes all of my concentration to make it up the stairs without falling with my legs feeling like jelly and Joel currently determined to mark my neck with hickeys that I am going to have a very hard time hiding from my dad. 

“Sh-shit Joel, you keep doing that and I-“ 

“You’ll what hmmm?” He ask, voice hot and heavy in my ear and I’m pressing my ass back against his crotch, hearing the way his breath hitches before I’m wriggling out of his grip and sending him a cheeky smile before sprinting to the bathroom with him following, a laughter erupting from him, “Come back here darlin, teasing is a dirty game!”

“Well what you gonna do about it baby?” 

“Get that pretty little ass back here!”

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[quill-pen]

Just a little angsty number for Bess here. Definitely would be for a montage-type scenario, probably with her going to balls and participating in high society events under the orders of her aunt and uncle who would also always be pictured by her side, ensuring she always stays in line. And at this point, Bess can't fight back for risk of losing her siblings (her uncle holds that over her head) so she just complies with their wishes, her spirit slowly dying in increments. Scrooge would also be at several of these events as Lottie attempts to nail him down: Of course, he would be the only one who notices Bess' suffering.

Trapped Behind Glass

I've learned to put up the walls. Build them up, never let them down. Make 'em so that they can't fall. Make 'em cover me all around.

There's always reasons to stare. There's no escaping that glaring gaze. So just pretend you don't care, Pretend there's nothing to say.

They say, "Keep out of the sun if you don't wanna burn." There's no escaping the sun For me--I've learned, To take the burn.

On the inside, always looking out. People surround my cage--I wanna scream and shout. Please stop tap, tap, tapping on the glass. Stop staring through the windows. I start to cry, but no one seems to care So I just sit in silence while the gawkers blankly stare And keep watch, watch, watching through the glass. Stop staring through the windows. Ooooohhhhhh.... Does anybody see? Does anybody notice it's killing me?

Blinded with tears in my eyes. Lost somewhere that I don't belong. Beneath every sunrise I'm ever more lost, scared, and alone!

"Keep out, keep out of the sun, if you don't wanna burn." There's no escaping the sun, For me, I've learned-- I always burn!

On the inside, always looking out. People surround my cage--I wanna scream and shout! Stop that tap, tap, tapping on the glass! Quit staring through the windows! I feel I could die, but no one seems to care So I just sit in silence while the gawkers blankly stare And keep watch, watch, watching through the glass! Stop staring through the windows! Ooooohhhhhh! Does anybody see? Does anybody notice?

When you're trapped inside a stone cage and the sun is hot and dry, People wanna watch you shrivel up and die. When you're trapped inside a stone cage and the sun is hot and dry, People wanna watch you shrivel up and die. When you're trapped inside a stone cage and the sun is hot and dry, People wanna watch you shrivel up and die. When you're trapped inside a stone cage and the sun is hot and dry, People wanna watch you shrivel up and die! Watch me shrivel up and die! Watch me shrivel up and die! Somebody free me from this cage! Please, you can't just let me die....

On the inside, always looking out. People surround my cage--I wanna scream and shout! They're still tap, tap, tapping on the glass! Just staring through the windows! I am gonna die, but no one seems to care, So I'll just fade away while the gawkers blankly stare And keep watch, watch, watching through the glass And staring through my windows! Ooooohhhhhh! Does anybody see? Is anybody coming to rescue me? Ooooohhhhhh! Is anybody coming?! Save me! Save me! Saaaave meeeee! Oooohhhhh!

@rom-e-o wilting rose imagery... *tears up*

[siremasterlawrence]

Broken Heroic Will Part 1 - 2

Clark Kent is on his way home when a giant screen appears blaring over the entire city of The Great Metropolis showcasing a group of people rushing in to the Museum of Metro Technology and Science.

The main one stops cold facing both of the other men snapping his fingers they follow his orders informing him them to remove all of their guns and guards the space with the front door barricade.

The man quickly makes intake of the area all surrounding him when he spots the odd object sliding across the room he stops shy of the glass fading his hand as it pushes in through the glass and grabbing it.

The mind altering agent boggles a bit shook him to his core then spun about feeling all of his senses as he looks up knowing who else is here because the power level of the Man Of Steel.

He spins in mid air like a drill he burrows so deep in to the ceiling as it cracks up in a huge smash he continues to drive down to me in fashion the blue, red and yellow are a dazzling sight.

I giggle a bit throwing and catching the old no ancient object in his hand flipping it back and forth as it burns up with light shining it then absorbing it in to his skin with a strong vibration empowering him.

Superman is overwhelmingly not shocked at all to see me then throws a super hard shaft of a nightmare punch sending him flying so much craziness across the room hitting the wall.

His body sliding to the bottom of the room I glee with excitement laughing so loud in the main hall as let the noise echo in to his ears as he it is excruciating shaking his one body.

The man uses some magic creating a circle of power in the air creating a box out of thin air sending box decorating in Christmas like paper and a bow tie on top of it glowing in a aura it lands next to him.

The main raises his hand wiggling his finger as sprinkles of fire transferring him from the museum and leaving Superman is lost as his whole senses comes back to reality he signs heavily.

He is groggy picking up a box anger rage of himself unwrapping the bow tie, trashing the Christmas paper and unlocking the top of the box and the magic lifts upward in to the air.

The magic rains over him changing a multi array of color on to his body becoming more in to Kryptonite getting weaker and weaker as his energy draining his power from his body.

The box swirls on to his body as he began to float into the air traveling without his will or consent shooting him in to the sky he flew in to a magical hole transporting him in to a new dimension.

Crash landing in to a massively huge crater

leaving him in pain as he crying begging him for help as he rolls over in pain and some tears in his eyes as the man walks off in to the distant.

Clark tries to throw a punch catching both of his hands in his palms, Superman firmly taking it in his hands twisting them to the side and forcing him to his knees it is very obvious.

“How on earth are you doing this?”

“Oh Poor Superman!”

“Stop mocking me”

“Or What?”

“Super pussy”

“That is not my….”

“Not you what?”

“That word”

“You men a name “

“Yeah!”

“Dumbass”

“Take a knee”

“I will never succumb”

“Oh but you already have “

“You lie”

“Hardly! Look at me”

“I said look at me”

“Your eyes “

“I am your Lord and master”

“You are my slave “

“You are too powerful “

“Someone admits it “

“Who am I?”

“Master Lawrence “

“Clark Kent”

“Kiss me”

“I am not gay”

“You are now “

“Nnnnoooo”

“Yes”

“YES! I love you “

“It’s about time my boi”

“I am sorry”

“Do you love me?”

“With all my heart “

“Here to the moon”

“Wow!”

“Oooohhhhh”

“My God!”

“The world will crumble under his feet”

“I am yours”

“Is this not simpler?”

“Yes My God! I love you “

“Raise up to me”

“Kiss me like you are hungry “

Captain America aka Steve Rogers is on the beach ignoring everyone else a weird strangers palm lands on his wide shoulder holding it tightly and swinging him in to a gigantic bird cage.

Steve looks horrified watching an evil looking Superman with a sadistic expression arms crossed and ready to battle with darker like intentions he speeds over to the cage and raising.

He shook it over his head before he is proceeding to throw it fifty miles away in to the rock formations behind him and causing hell on earth with shamble of rubbles spread wide.

I stepped in to a horrible disaster area that is worthy of a construction site crew horror is on full display when Captain America is able to escape flipping in to the air he does a super hero landing.

A shield is thrown in to one rock as if it is so light weight starts to ricochet sending it hit me head on and I go rolling to the floor in total pain and he stares down at me into total disappointment.

I can feel all of my attention on him as when Captain America descending down right in front of me but Superman rushes to my side blocking his fist in a swift attack and gave a good punch to the gut.

Steve is struggling on the floor completely in a stems of hazy fog clouding him up all else fades disappeared in to nether world of his own mind and he is falling in to a life of my consuming him.

Clark grabs him jolting in to the air doing a semi back flip he slams his body in a fatal bone crushing pain his eyes roll back in to his socket and he is knocked in to a deep slumber.

Clark is unconscious waking up tied down to the chair he is stripped of his clothes and unable to move the fear in his eyes is clear that he is broken their is no way coming back from this.

“Why Clark? “

“Just what?”

“I am Master Lawrence’s vessel “

“No Clark”

“Stop it”

“Submit”

“I cannot “

“Feel the crushing pain of defeat “

“You cannot force me too”

“Too what Steve?”

“You can’t win”

“Master Lawrence….”

“He is using you “

“Lies”

“He freed me from my torment”

“All hero’s have torment”

“Such a loser”

“FUCK YOU!”

“Oh! I will Fuck you “

“Bastard you are cruel “

“Mwahahahahaha! You have no idea “

“I can’t fight you any longer”

“Why bother anymore?”

“I loathe you “

“Go on”

“I despise your like”

“No! You don’t “

“Keep telling yourself “

“Oh! I will”

“You love me”

“Make me bitch”

“Uuugghhh”

“My power is cemented “

“Resistance is futile “

“I can do this all day “

“Hahahah”

“Oh Captain!l”

“You no idea “

“What you will unleash?”

“Hell on earth “

“Nothing more would be satisfying”

“Uh huh!”

“What did I just say ?”

“Exactly! Haha”

“I give in”

“I give up “

“I am yours”

“Take my waist in your hands”

“Yes Master”

“Undress me”

“CUM”

The end

[onboardsorasora]

Okay but what about harem baby bump gate Daniel with reclamation max??

Daniel is pregnant and so confused about why max is angry at him, Charles isn’t trying to undress him, and Lewis is dating Seb.

He’s just so confused and sad then he sees Jules and he gets sadder because oh my god it’s one of his best friends and he looks older but still so much like the Jules he remembers. And this is what Jules would’ve looked like

oooohhhhh I had an actual logical answer and then my brain rebooted itself like the twitter timeline refresh

Daniel Exchanges during Wreck Me. in between seeing Charles at he elevator and going into Max's office. He walks in being like 'nice digs, why do you even need an office'

and Max is like 'why are you here, lemme guess youre about to tell me its mine." rolls eyes.

And Daniel's like *eyebrow raise* "uh yeah, we went to see Dr Nicole last week. the fuck are you on about?"

Max is glaring at him- this isn't fucking funny. why is Daniel here? Doesn't he know I hate him?

Charles comes in and Daniel leans in for a hello kiss and Charles pulls back confused as hell. Daniel frowns, Max's face turns red because sure he fucking hates Daniel's guts but why is he trying to kiss Charles???????

Also, why the fuck is he pregnant??? HOW the fuck is he pregnant???

Max goes to start yelling and Daniel's phone rings, Jules' nickname pops up on the screen and Daniel's eyes widen- he turns ashen. Shakily brings the phone to his ears while looking at Charles who is so confused and goes 'hello?'

AND ITS JULES!!! HIS VOICE, HIS EXASPERATED TONE! cussing daniel out for going to see Max after he told him not to. Daniel faints and Charles catches him

[catamaurrr-star]

i’ve tried like 5 times to write out a macaque description and it just Does Not Work. he’s a lonely bitter old man whose best friend (sun wukong, The Hero in macaque’s story, mentor to mk (the protagonist) and The Monkey King of chinese fable) left him behind time and time again, and then they had some sort of fight which led to macaque’s death at wukong’s hands. an unspecified time before his first appearance (i like to think its like. 2 weeks), macaque was revived by an old enemy, and he comes back with a score to settle.

he’s also a very complicated guy with a lot of Problems. he’s got less raw firepower than most of the major characters, but makes up for it by being a sneaky bitch. he writes a whole play about how wukong left him and used it to torment mk. he canonically meows. nominally (and truly in the start), macaque cares only about himself (or at least he tries to). he doesn’t enter a fight he doesn’t think he can win, he self describes always playing for the winning side, he’s endlessly bitter, and he’s always willing to Just Fucking Dip when it benefits him- until he isn’t. bc character development comes for everyone in the end lmao. this isn’t even the half of him bc he’s such an unreliable narrator that most of what i said here is based off of the lies he tells himself. i love him he sucks so much

OOOOHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE SOUNDS SO INTERESTING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LITTLE MEOW MEOW.........................

[andy-clutterbuck]

6x01 | First Time Again

[brewed-pangolin]

When did you realize you'd fallen hard for Soap? And did it hit you like a ton of bricks?

A ton of bricks you ask? How 'bout an entire city block?

Excuse me while I go on a Soap thirsting tirade...

With gifs included, cuz that's how we're doing it!

It happened literally the first time I played the game. I'm already a sucker for a Scottish accent, so I was hooked with the first words that flew out of Soap's mouth.

The first act was really good and I was super focused on the gameplay, but it didn't give me a lot of time to really listen to the interactions between Soap and Ghost.

Then this shit happened...

The fucking growl....

Then the banter with Ghost started....

This is also when we finally get a good view of Soap. And they had the audacity to make him look absolutely gorgeous with the most beautiful blue eyes....(it's really all Neil Ellice's fault)

Oooohhhhh no. Oh fuck me, this isn't happening. Keep it together, keep it together!

Cartel Protection, Close Air, Hardpoint. Yeah, I'm falling hard for this man. And Johhny being all pissed off that they have Hassan and are forced to release him? Yup, I'm diggin an Angry Soap (gives me so many ideas)

But El Sin Nombre, when he takes the risk to get interrogated by Las Almas. What!? I think I just broke my knee caps from hitting the ground so hard.

Dark Water was fantastic, and Soap being all doughy, starry eyed at the rigs explosion made my heart melt. Into a thirsty puddle of course.

I was barely keeping my fucking composure, then Alone just had to come in and rear its backstabbing little head...

First of all......YOU DARE FUCKING HURT SOAP!

The banter with Ghost, the ridiculous jokes, "steamin bloody Jesus", "Hells fuckin bells", and the fucking Gaelic..."away n' bile yer heid".....

But the trigger to my demise into dust and rubble was a little nugget near the end of Alejandro's rescue...

"Ka-freakin boom, baby"

That's it. Game over. Put a fork in me. Call the morgue. RIP me.

I just gave into the Soap thirst. Drank it like I had found an oasis while lost for an eternity in the desert.

Then I remembered a little place called Tumblr, and thought to myself..."Hmmm, I wonder if anyone else feels the same way I do?" And here we are.

This is probably way more than what you had asked for, but y'know what? I had so much fun with it. And that's what this and my blog are all about. Cuz if it ain't fun, then what's the point in doin' it?!

Thank you all very much for embracing the Soap Thirst Tirade and I bid you all adieu! And as always, much love 💛

[sparkbugs]

Been thinking bout jrwi all day it’s finally time to watch ep 104. liveblog under the cut!!

So I actually watched the intro (well Bizly’s song of the intro) at 5 am and it’s been stuck in my head ever since! Good song, really wish it was on other platforms to listen to :(

(I can’t believe I’ve “caught up” so fast) ((I’ve been binge watching episodes instead of sleeping so oops!))

Ooo Grizz got white/silver hair :o it looks so nice!!

Haha! Corruption! That sounds so good haha!! Land is going to be worse I feel but ok guys

FUCK THE FUCKING COMPASS. Chip please get rid of it please mannnnn

CORRUPTION SCORE?!? Fuck. Haha that’s a great mechanic! Terrified to see how it works out. Haha how the fuck do you get rid of your corruption points. Grizzly what the fuck /pos this is terrifying and for good reason

(I love getting ads for one piece during this campaign (I haven’t watched one piece))

God they’re all gonna die man I’m so worried godddddd

Ayo Chip calm down man jeez- QUEEN LMAOOOOO

Jay don’t fucking DRINK THE BLACK SEA.

Broken heart island :o OOOO THE TREE :o save the treeeeeee. This is the tree May Ferin draws her power from no?? Save it guys you got this- Oh shit this island is HUGE huge. Ok then

Oh I feel like burning (the tree branches in the way) will go so poorly oh god oh no. Oh… never mind then??

Alphonse ship :) hope they make him a new body that’s not a ship so he can do the things he wants too-

Yeah I think it’s an illusion maybe?? Oh it’s. Not wtf is it the hell. “We should pull up?- we should pull up” yea gillion pull up

LMAO CONTESTED DEX ROLLS AND GILLION WON??? Rip chip

Aw village :( god it would suck if they go by Gryffon (Gryffin? Gryffen??)’s home town :(

“Chip! while the tree is distracted!!” Gillion never change <3

God damn it. “Our specialty: subtle” please. You’re not being subtle and you knew that but god y’all gonna die.

Fyck here they come- “hostile mobs inbound” they’re not gonna be friendly. There’s no way there’s anyone in sane mind around here man. LMAO THEY THREW A ROCK AT HIM AHDJDHSK

Minor illusion to make sounds behind them as they go by that would be kinda smart methinks maybe but! They’re also. Out of magic almost so maybe not hm-

Yeah it’s not safer on land at fucking all man Jesus- Gillion don’t fucking go on land alone I swear to god

They need to rest so fucking badly man shitttt this is so fuckeddddd this is not gonna go welllll aaaaaaaaaa

Nightmare nightmare nightmare nightmare /ref

Man I wonder what this place looked like before the Black Sea :( it must’ve been so pretty

Ichor webs! Haha!! Not dangerous or foreboding at all

(In the tone of “the claw from Toy Story”) The Treeeee…

Aw Gryffon :( mannnn i love weeping willows I love pink cherry trees this is such a good tree I agree gillion go save it

The thumbnail is sick btw I don’t think I mentioned that, amazing colors.. I wanna eat the art /pos

God please do Not Split Up for the love of god… STOP FIGHTING YOURE GONNA ATTRACT THE BADDIES OH MH GODDD..:. Aaaaaaaaa DONT SPLIT UPPPP FUCKKK EVERYONE GO TOGETHERRRR the old men on the ship are gonna die :(

“Leave no tres” that’s amazinf holy shit “leave no cinco” is also good

“Do you guys think the tree has chicken??” ????? Chip??????

YEA JAYS THINKING ABOUT THE NOISE THING YEAAAAA the noise attracts them?? I hope. I fuckin hope. Zombie game in the pirate campaign

Hahaaa uh ohhhh… uhh ohhhhh (the uh ohs from tattletail when they get low battery) uhhh. Oooohhhhh…

CONSTRUCT??? A GOOD LIVING THING?? SOMETHING GOOD. OMG IRON GOLEM LIKE MINECRAF.

Just realizing this episode is filmed after Genloss cause of the painting in the back of Charlie’s room. Damn- IS THAG A PRETZEL PLUSHIE IN CONDIS ROOM??

MINECRAF GOLEM YEAAAA HEHEHE… oh chip wtf man :( he didn’t ask for his home to be corrupted :( thisbis a friend I’ve decided I want to keep him

Oh. A rose :D he’s such minecraf moment he’s asking to be friends- aw :( rose died. MARBLE!!! THATS A FRIEND I LOVE THEMMMM

I’ve decided I would die for Marble <3

Oh shit. The black rose!! AAAA GUYS STOP OVER THE FUCKIN TREE. Oh. Black rose pirates. Black Sea. Uhmmmm. Uhmmmmmmmmmmm there’s a connection here I’m missing besides the tragedy of The Hole in the Sea but. Somethings wrongggg mannnn

Mhm totally different gillion totally not the same.

Chip :( aw nooooo :( the memory aaggagshhaaaaa OHHHH HE WAS THERE AS A KID IM SO NORMALLL

Midroll baybeeeee honey time lesgo (Bizly stop ripping your pants)

ISNT IT THE SAME TREE? Was I wrong. WHAT. Ohh it’s in all port isn’t it . Shit

STOPPP RUNNING THROUGH THE PLACE PLEASE

marble :D

STOP RUNNINGGG… bean shape… creechur

KENKU SAVE THEMMMM OHHHG THATS A FRIEND. I too got the impression they were ignoring the party but if it does notice them. I’ll cry

Kenku friend :( save themmmm YEAAA SAVE BIRD

NOOOO WTF A TURTLE FRIEND NEEDS TO SAVE FHEM NOW TOO FUCKKK

Uh oh. Beetle guy uh oh. OH IT HAS A CUTE VOICE. Oh nos

“That’s mine.” “… Nuh uh-“ *gets flattened by hammer*

NOT A DEX SAVE FUCK- oh thank god good job gillion

Man them yawning makes me yawn wtf.

GILLIONNNNNN DONT SAY THATTTT SHHHH

Hollow knight boss lookin ass mf /pos

Kenku friend :D also grizz lookin majestic while beating the shit outta the team

Oh. My god. “You win! Im sorry” im. This is going bad

“Im on team you can just walk out, you can leave” I love jay so much

“Queen, play despacido” i hate it here- Bruno mars canon in mana??

Tortle friend and Kenku friend :D

… oh fuck. OH FUCK WHY DOES IT MOVE SO FAST

80 POINTS ?!?!!! Oh thank god. Fuck man that would’ve been insane

JAY NOO DONT CAGE THE BIRD >:( GET HER OUT THE NET

Jay is so me “I don’t wanna be dealing with this guy right now” yea me too man

Of course he gets two natural 1s in a row rip Charlie slimecicle

“EYE POWER ACTIVATE” CONDI LMAOOOOO AHSHDIDHS

THE FUCKING MIRROR HELPPPPPPPPPP HAHAHAAAA JAY NOOO

Put the big bug guy in the mirror :) catch like a Pokémon NOOOO JAYYYY . Well. Chip please get her she’s in the mirror helpp

Gillion is the Lorax moment.

GILLION NOOOOO FUCKK AWHWHDISBA FISH BOY. A FAIL ON A DEATBSAVE TOO FAURKSHAAHA this is so fine. This is soooo fine haha. This is so fineeee. Grizz realizing how bad this is,, is me right now it’s so fine thoughhhh

GILLON. Fuck that tree mannnn. CHIP GRAB THE FUCKING MIRROR. CHIP. YOU FUCKINGGNGGHDJDHSIHA HOWWWW THIS IS SO FUCKED UPOPP AAAAA IM SO SCAREDDD

GRYFFON GOOOOOOOOOO GET THEY ASS COME ONNNNNNNNN GET THEMM.

In. Frared? Infrawered?? GRIZZLY you good?

Gryffon beat they ass mannn aahdjdhdoaua

CHIP. Thank god. “YOU ALL SMELL LIKE GOOD VESSELS” ?!?!??!? HELLOOOOOO

Gillionnnnnaaaaa my boy :( my fish mannnn also GET JAY PLEASE? Didn’t chip grab the fucking mirror why hasn’t he freed her

…. Treeeeeeeeeeeeeee ….

CHIP YOURE FONNA LEAVE YOUR CREW??? . Gillion. God. Damn it gillion. Aw Kenku :( Kenku friend trying to help Gill :( that’s a friend

Gillion. Pleaseeeeeeeeee fucking hell man. He’s dead AGAINNNNNNN

AWWWW BIRD BIRD TRYINF TO PROTECT GILLION NOOOOOOO BIRD BIRD :( THATS A FRIENDDDD PROTECT HER

“Do we really wanna risk our lives over this random bird?!?” “YES!!!” YEA GILLIONNNNN GET HER >:( JAYGET HER OR ILL FUCKIFN YELL >:(

NIOOOOO BIRD BIRDDDFD LET HER GO YOU BASTARD

PLEASEEEEEEE BIRD BIRD :( I’m so sad

GILLIONNNN AAAGSJDHDSHDJSHS IM SO SCAREDDDD IM SO FUCKIFNHFDISHSKA

Let her out >:( Charlie is so distraught over bird bird me too mannnn

GILLION. Grow big and make bird bird big :D BREAK BIRD BIRD OUR THE CAGE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO that’s a friend :D

Uh. Ohhggg… uh ohhhhh (tattletail uh ohs again)

Uh oh he’s not sleepy anymore. Uh oh. Im so fucking scared

Bird bird better not fuckinf die I love her so much

Corruption. Point. Uh oh.

noc? Knock? Kenku friend :D

NOOOOOOOOOOO BIRD BIRD IM GONNA CRY LET HER BE OKAY

Size coin… come on it better go well. LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO

This is some power ranger like mecha battle shit power up thing idk how to explain it. (Gillion growing giant and fighting this bitch)

(It’s almost 1 am I’ve been awake too long but I need to finish this episode)

Murder bug guy :D riptide pirates the crew that gets into everyone else’s shit

Uh oh. Gillion goes down again I’m gonna. Lose my mind. Oh my god they’re gonna attract so much trouble with the noise when they fall fucking hell

I totally missed jay leaving the mirror btw she’s 60 ft away but like where??? How???

YEAAA JAY AND GRYFFON SHOOT TO KILL. MURDERRRRR

INFAWRARD LAZER BEAM CANON!!!!!!

You. Tortle. MURDERRR HDJXHSJS HAHAHA GOOD JOB CHIP. NOOOO I KNEW ITTTT THEY WERE ATTRACTING ATTENTION FUCK

“Im gonna start drinking” me fucking too gillion damn.

Good episode, fishman is still down im worried, he went down three times Jesus fuck, also! I knew they were gonna attract attention from zombie ichor guys… debating on watching ep 105 as well before sleeping but we’ll see :)

[bastetwastaken]

"Original story thing" got me curious :3c

Oooohhhhh you have opened up a whole can of worms here my friend, and you may regret it xD

So, I'm currently writing a Puzzleshipping fanfic but it was originally intended to be an original story and it will be once again! It's called A Tale of Two Kingdoms and it's about the sons of two kings of rival kingdoms who are not on very good terms with each other who were never meant to meet, meeting and falling in love.

Cliche? You bet.

So I created a whole world called Miotas, which is inspired by a mixture of various mythologies, but lends a lot from Irish folklore. There are four regions within Miotas, but the two which are the centre of the story are Tuath Dé, the home of a god-like race called the Deorum and Luceras, the home of the Light Elves.

Something happened between these kingdoms centuries ago, and whilst not many people actually know what happened, the two kings and their most trusted advisors keep this secret. The kings haven't even told their sons what happened all those years ago.

The prince of Luceras is curious for an Elf, and he desires to know more about Miotas and specifically, Tuath Dé. He wants to know more about this god-like race everyone seems to respect (or is the right word fear?). So when he hears about a festival and masquerade ball happening in Tuath Dé, he just has to go. He enjoys his time in this new city, he takes everything in with joy and when the ball comes around, he's beyond excited to finally attend. He's never been to one of these things before and it's wonderful.

Whilst he's there, he gains the attention of another attendee of the ball. He has no idea who this man is, but he likes the way he's dressed, the way he speaks and when he asks him to dance, he just has to accept.

Well anyway, it comes to pass that this mysterious man who has captured more than just his attention is the Deorum prince. The one person he's always been warned against meeting and taught to hate...yet he can't quite believe that this is the same man he's been told would hurt him if given the chance, a cruel ruler with unimaginable power. The Deorum prince wants to meet him again, and since this man has no idea who he actually is, the Elven prince accepts. He wants to get to know this man better after all.

What follows is a tale of them meeting in secret, finding out more about each other, and eventually falling for one another. Neither of them know what this feud is about but they don't understand why their kingdoms can't just get along. They decide to find out what happened and if possible, fix it so they can reveal their secret relationship and be together properly.

-I'm going to stop myself here because you really did not ask for all of this and I could honestly go on for hours. But yeah, basically I'm working on a cliche romance story which I hope to one day put out as original fiction.

Thank you friend <3 <3

(If anyone ever wants to know more about this I am beyond happy to talk about it)

[magicalgardenofhypnosis]

Bro Company Part 2

“Stephen Amell! Welcome to the party”

“You are honored guest.”

“Oh! Am I the best?”

“Do you surrender willingly to me?”

“I am the man of the world.”

“Then join the party”

“Here is champagne”

“Mmmmm…delicious “

“Sit at the honors table”

“I’ll see you later”

“Thank you sir “

“Everyone welcome Stephan”

“Wwwwwoooohhhhhooooo!”

“Hey everyone! I Stephen”

“I am ddddrrrrrruuuuunnnnkkkk”

“Yyyyyeeeeeesssssssss”

“And I LOVE THAT MAN”

“My Man, Master Lawrence “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Hey Robbie”

“Join me”

——————————

Colton Haynes is hot on fire watching Steph party on top of tables slowly unbuttoning all his buttons.

He is so damn hot spinning around shaking his ass hard and showing off how sexy he is.

Someone swatted his ass hard to his mega surprise running off the table as he takes a leap.

“I am so damn sexy”

“Colton come over here”

“Take sip”

“Someone grab him”

“Don’t move, stop fighting”

“Let me pour down his throat”

“Stephen stop!”

“S-T-O-P”

“Oooohhhhh! FUCK!”

“Oooooohhhhhhhh!”

“I am so hard, hot”

“You are breaking me”

“Sir Baby Sir”

“Mmmmmmmm”

“Do you love me?”

———————

“Robbie is high a kite”

“Oh My God!”

“Look at him spin out of control”

The end

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

Next chapter! This one’s a little different - you’ll see how. :3

Both this chapter and the one after it are gonna be a bit shorter, and you might notice the connection w/ both their titles, as they’re parallels in one way or another.

Tide of Tied Minds

Chapter 3: We’re not so scary

Summary: King and his cosmic cohort discover more about their mental link.

Word Count: 841

Trigger Warnings: out-of-body experience (you know the drill)

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During the many thousands of years they’ve existed (probably more; they honestly lost count a while ago) the Collector has seen and known way more than any mortal could ever hope to - and he’d be lying through his teeth if he said he weren’t proud of that.

Out of all the things they’ve ever heard of, though, sleep is something they still don’t get; probably because he’s never actually done it before.

That said, after relishing freedom for the first time in… ten forevers, maybe more, and getting to play games with his Titan buddy King like he’s wanted to for so long, something feels… different, in a good way, sort of like how they felt talking to King in their pocket-realm prison.

He feels almost totally relaxed - and, before they know it, time slips away from him like a tricky playmate.

And the next time he opens his eyes, they’re at the biggest loss they’ve ever been.

The space surrounding the Collector is nowhere near familiar, but the feelings it comes with are - in the worst way. The air feels like fear, and… and despair - the deep, helpless kind that comes with having nowhere to run. The place is pitch-dark and doesn’t really have any sort of shape to it; it’s wild and confining.

This is a dream, they know without knowing.

The first person he sees is King, who’s being chased by a bunch of jagged, shadowy figures wearing Titan skulls and carrying all sorts of weapons.

Ooohhhh.

This is his dream, not theirs.

Leading the pack is a short, old-looking shadow guy that, to the Collector, seems familiar. Sorta. Very vaguely. Vaguely in an almost friend-ish kinda way.

What’s his name?

Oh yeah, Bill.

Many times the Collector tries to get King’s eyes on them, but in vain. The starchild frowns to himself. How is he supposed to play with King if his friend can’t even see him?

Time to be somewhere else, Titan buddy, the Collector decides.

And with that, he reaches down and casually plucks King out of the chase.

-

One moment, he’s being chased down by some of the worst enemies he’s made. The next moment, he feels something like fingers pulling him up by the scruff, accompanied by the sensation of being sucked out of something, and the scene around him distorts, blurs, phases into nothing.

When King is able to get his bearings (as well as his footing) again, he turns around to see-

“Hi!”

“Weh!”

He nearly falls over, startled, at the sight of the Collector’s face about a foot away from his, fixing him with an intent stare and a straight-laced smile.

“Wh- how did you-“

“-get in here?” the Collector finishes with a shrug. “I ‘unno. I just kinda… ended up in your dream-thing, and you couldn’t see me, so I picked you up and put you somewhere else.”

King glances away from the starchild and scans his surroundings - which consist of a desert-like landscape, speckled with plants and moss of strange colors. The occasional pale, almost bone-like tree contains a hollow space that shows a picture of some kind. At a certain point begins a darker, more closed-in space with almost cathedral-looking hallways that are covered in overgrowth and strange symbols. Marking the divide between the two areas is a massive piece of bone, almost like a chipped-off horn.

As a curious Collector looks around as well, their eyes widen and realization dawns on his face. “Oooohhhhh… hey, King,” - they turn to face him with a bright grin - “I think we’re in your mindscape! Pretty neat, huh?”

Mindscape? King squints at the terrain, muddling over this. He’d been around for a couple situations where a mind spell had been cast, but he’d never come close to actually seeing one - and he’d certainly never expected to see his own, for as far he’d known, that could never happen with a normal mind spell.

But if the Collector hadn’t used one of those spells…

Wait…

A memory. Approaching a round stone tablet to set it aflame with a torch, hearing a brief bout of childlike laughter, and the Titan Trapper he’d presumed to be his father declaring, “The connection has been made.”

This connection was what had allowed him to visit his cosmic cohort in their former prison; that much he’d figured out. But he hadn’t thought about this link any further until now.

Huh…

“Wait-“ King chirps, as the Collector’s first statement finally registers. “Eh- hang on- Did you say you… pulled me out of my dream?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah.” The Collector looks up from running sand through their fingers. “Like I said, you couldn’t see me.”

“Well… uh. Thanks.”

The PJ-clad cosmic entity giggles at that, facing their smaller friend with a playful, impish grin. “Plus, hey, those guys looked like they were really having fun chasing you around, and that’s my job.”

Not for the first time, King can’t completely say whether or not the Collector is joking.