#and I saw the yes man pics again and this time I got WAY more curious. I was so so intrigued by him he looked so interesting and cute

[robotwrangler]

Thinking about how the lovely person on deviantart who emailed me a copy of Undertale in exchange for a sketch of their oc when I was 15 will never know about the profound effect they had on my life..

[seuonji]

night shift ★彡 xu minghao

xu minghao x yn ln

彡when yn’s juniors finds trouble with some fellow college mates, yn goes through mountains just to get them justice, even if it means needing to infiltrate and make friends with the most intimidating clique on campus.

masterlist

#12 an easy man! | #13 kuromi pic! | #14 white tee!

notes: there’s a writing part under the cut! (0.5k words)

minghao walked into the back. taking off his apron, he smiled at you. you had already gotten up and folded the blanket to which he stuffed into the bag he carried.

“ready to go?” he asked as he looked up to you. you stiffly stood by him, hands holding the strap of your bag awkwardly and you just nodded.

you closed up the store and went your way out.

you lead the way to the bus stop you usually go to as minghao treaded right beside you.

“crazy i didn’t see you yesterday,” you randomly brought up.

minghao slowly turned to you and squinted his eyes, “we did but like just for a few seconds.”

you immediately made an ‘o’ with your mouth as you recalled.

the bus arrived and you two got on, sitting by each other, your shoulders touched but non of you moved. perhaps you were too tired to?

“you were gonna go out with mingyu today?” he tilted his head. “ah well it wasn’t a set in stone plan, i didn’t even know if i’d wake up the next day,” you laughed. “and you didn’t,” he giggled and sighed. it’s true, you slept for most of the day.

“but that was the first time you hung out with mingyu right? you two seem so close.”

“i think i just adapt well,” you reasoned. notably, you had to adapt well because of how good it would’ve been for the mission.

“understandable. if i didn’t know how friendly you were i would’ve just guessed that you fell for mingyu and that’s what brought you to say yes to going out with him.”

“well isn’t mingyu that guy all of the people in school fall for?” you turned your body to face minghao, showing interest in the conversation.

“oh, are you one of those people yn?” minghao tapped on his chin to provoke you.

your eyes locked into minghao’s out of shock. you coughed out a chuckle and retracted your eyes to the floor. “no,” you sighed out and grinned. “not at all. my heart belongs to someone else,” you softly let out.

as minghao got silent, you swiftly turned your eyes to him but all you saw was a warm smile on his face.

“am i going to unlock the yn secret and find out who it is today?” he poked in more fun.

you sneered and rested your head on your hand, “don’t need to unlock it today when you’ve already guessed it before.”

shit, why are you the one revealing secrets to him? shouldn’t it be the other way around? that’s what you thought as you kept speaking. but minghao’s response cleared your cloudy head.

“well i hope that goes well for you. i’m sure it will.”

there it was again. the tinge of sweetness from minghao that somehow made your heart melt.

it was nice to have someone like this around but also, it wasn’t. he was gravely making you forget why you’re here in the first place.

and the lingering texture of he blanket on your skin made it all the more forgettable.

funfact: the manager wasn’t at work today which is why yn decided to nap straight away. yn thought falling asleep during work was going to be the end of their career however waking up to having a blanket over their shoulders made them realise, they’re glad to have met minghao and have him as a coworker.

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[talialovesmiw]

Chris Motionless x Reader

Shades of Purple

Part 2: Violet

Warnings: Language, Mention of Ronnie Radke, angst, lil bit of fluff

A/N: So sorry this took a bit to come out, writers block is a bitch sometimes and now I’m in a band so some of my focus is with that, so please be patient with me :,)

(also that pic of Chris has me in a chokehold 🤭)

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Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/talialovesmiw/740770553010454528/shades-of-purple

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/talialovesmiw/742491105694810112/shades-of-purplel

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Y/N’s POV

“Oh, one more thing..” The man said, catching my attention. I stopped in my tracks to look at him. “That’s a lovely shade of purple on you, darling.”

I could feel myself blushing at his compliment. “O-oh, thank you.” I stuttered before turning my head quickly to hide my blush.

I could hear him chuckle before walking the other way.

“Be seeing you, little dove.” He said before he was gone.

Woah.

That man…

He was quite the charmer, wasn’t he?

The whole time I walked to the holding room, I thought about him. The way he spoke so intelligently, the way he smiled..

The girls must’ve taken notice of how I was acting based on their reactions while we were waiting for Todd and Elizabeth.

“Are you okay, Y/N? Your face is red.” Aurora asked, glancing at me with concern.

“Is it? Oh god.” I said, rubbing my arm.

“Run into anyone cute?” Estella asked with a wink.

I averted my eyes in the other direction, smiling shyly, “Perhaps..”

“Ooo, was he cute?” Estella asked curiously, leaning forward.

“Yeah, he was. He was rather charming..” I admitted, blushing a bit.

“Aw, that’s so cute! You’re blushing!” Aurora pointed out, smiling.

I laughed nervously and shrugged it off, “It’s not important though. It’s not like I’ll see him again anyway.”

“There you girls are!” Elizabeth shouted, walking into the room. “Come now, the bidding is about to start!” She guided us to the back stage, where a bunch of other people were standing.

“Make us good money now.” Todd said, walking to the back corner with Elizabeth, crossing his arms.

I could hear the spokesman welcoming everyone to the auction.

Here we go…

My last moments of freedom..

I could feel my heart racing, how I hadn’t passed out yet was beyond me.

The group of people got smaller and smaller as they were put on the stage for vampires to bid on.

I could see poor Aurora next to be out on stage. We shot glances at each other and waved goodbye for the last time. My heart hurt as I saw her walk away. I’d never see her again. I’d never see her or Estella ever again. My best friends would be gone from my life and that fucked with my heart.

There was one thing I couldn’t get off my mind however..

The encounter I had with that man still played in my head.

The way that he saved me from my possible death and acted as if it was no big deal..

A part of me hoped to see him again..

………………………………………………………….

Third Person POV

Little did Y/N know, Christopher couldn’t keep her out of his mind either.

She was a pretty thing, wasn’t she?

Yes, that girl in that plum purple dress had caught the vampire’s attention as she ran down those halls, desperately searching for that damned holding room.

He had watched closely as she bumped into Ronnie, and how he had almost taken advantage of her. He couldn’t have that, could he? Chris had already disliked the other vampire, and seeing him try and hurt an innocent pissed him off.

He took satisfaction in pissing off the other male and ruining his fun, but he was also happy to have helped her.

The way her cheeks flushed when he complimented her…simply adorable.

She had been very thankful to him for her rescue, but a bit anxious at the same time. Then it clicked when she mentioned the holding room.

She was one of the humans to be auctioned off.

The poor girl was probably terrified, what if she had ended up in the hands of someone like Radke? What if RADKE HIMSELF had her to himself? The thought of that disgusted him.

Originally, Chris wasn’t going to participate in the auction, just watch from the side. He had made the excuse to get a number just to get away from the annoying Ronnie. Now, he was going to get a number. That girl intrigued him.

Perhaps she was what he was in search of this whole time. He had to try.

He had gone to another room to receive a number. When he entered, all eyes were on him, intrigued by his presence. The person behind the table raised a brow.

“Huh. So the rumors are true. The mysterious Christopher Cerulli is participating in this year’s auction.” He said, handing the number to Chris.

#570

Chris chuckled, “Don’t expect to see me at future auctions. This is a one time thing.”

“Gonna drain the human slowly then, I see? Make em’ suffer? I like it.” The man said with a smirk. Chris mentally cringed at his words.

Of course he would. Disgusting pig..

Chris raised his brows before giving him a half smile, trying to hide his disgust. “Sure, think of it like that.” Chris turned and started leaving the room, “Good day.”

“Enjoy the bidding.”

Chris made his way down the halls and to the auditorium where all the vampires waited for the auction to begin. An usher escorted him down to his seat and Chris immediately froze when he saw who he’d be sitting next to.

Ronnie..

Ronnie glared at Chris, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Is there a problem here gentlemen?” The usher asked as Chris turned to him.

“There is. I refuse to sit next to HIM.” Chris said, crossing his arms.

“For once, I agree with him.” Ronnie added, a sour look on his face. Neither one wanted to be next to each other.

“Too bad, it’s assigned seating. Deal with it.” The usher stated before walking away. Chris cursed under his breath before begrudgingly sitting in his seat.

“Do not speak a single fucking word to me.” Chris muttered to Ronnie. Ronnie rolled his eyes in response.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our annual auction!” A voice boomed over a speaker. The two turned to see the spokesman on the stage. “This year marks 350 years of this fantastic event!”

The room erupted into cheers and applause. “Now let’s get this auction started, shall we?”

The first human stepped out, a young woman with long blonde locks and green eyes, wearing a baby blue dress.

“$100!” A voice echoed through the room.

“I’ve got $100. Do we have any higher bids?” The spokesman called.

“$250!” Another called.

“$250! We got $250! Going once? Going twice?” No answer from the crowd. “Sold to #47! You may claim your prize in room B.”

The poor girl had a look of fear on her face as she was escorted to another room.

Another woman was brought onto the stage. She had been sold for $430.

Then another was sold for $550.

Soon, Aurora was brought out onto the stage. She had been shaking with fear as she stepped onto the floor to be presented to the hundreds of vampires.

$400!”

“$400! Do we have any higher bids?”

$750!”

$750! Any higher bids for the lovely little thing?”

“$900!”

“900! Going once? Going twice? Sold to #652! You may claim your prize in room B.”

Y/N watched in horror as her friend was taken away. She could feel tears pooling in her eyes.

“No…poor Aurora..” She whispered in disbelief, feeling the tears running down her face. She knew her friends would be sold, but fuck… It hurt seeing the ones she cared about get taken away by those heartless demons.

She then saw Estella glance over at her with a look of sadness before she was escorted onto the stage. The tears started coming down harder.

No, no this wasn’t fair!

None of this was fair or right! It simply wasn’t humane.

Not like anybody else cared that it wasn’t fair. This event had been going on for centuries!

“Sold to #389! You may claim your prize!”

“Estella…” Y/N said, sadness completely taking over. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She broke down and started crying.

The only girls she had ever truly loved were now gone. She was alone. All alone.

“Oh for heaven's sake!” Elizabeth’s voice interrupted Y/N’s thoughts as the woman stormed over. “You’ll ruin your makeup with those tears! Quit the tears you brat!” She said, rubbing a handkerchief over Y/N’s face. Todd glanced over at the stage.

“You’re up next, Y/N. Now don’t disappoint us.” Todd warned.

“That’s right darling. Bring us good money with that beauty!” Elizabeth added, quickly changing her tone. Y/N could feel a pit of disgust pooling in her belly.

“I hate you both. I hope you rot in hell where you belong..” She whispered, glaring at the two before walking nervously onto the stage.

She could feel the hungry stares and greedy eyes take her in as she stood before the crowd. Ronnie was one of them staring at her like this.

Fuck..

“$900!” A male voice called.

“$900! Do we have any higher bids?”

“$1500!” Another voice called. This one sounded familiar. Eerily familiar.

Radke…

Y/N could feel herself become consumed with fear. She couldn’t end up with him, he’d be horrible, she could feel it!

“$1500! Any higher bids?”

Christopher’s eyes shot open as he realized who was on that stage. It was that girl…The girl in the plum dress. He knew he had to act fast. He couldn’t let Ronnie have her.

“$2,000!” Christopher shouted, earning a glare from Ronnie.

Y/N’s eyes widened as she recognized the voice. It was the man that had saved her! What the fuck was going on?

“$2,000! My, what a price!” The spokesman remarked, “Any higher bids?”

“$5,000!” Ronnie yelled.

“Holy- $5,000! Any-“

“$10,000!” Chris yelled back, interrupting the spokesman.

“$25,000!” Ronnie yelled, before leaning back, crossing his arms and smirking. It was in the bag for him. Nobody could beat that price and he knew it.

“Oh god..” Y/N whispered, her fate becoming oh so clear. It was terrifying.

Chris was about to lose the girl to that asshole..

He had to come up with a good price. Something he knew Ronnie couldn’t beat. He had to act quickly, this girl’s life could be on the line..

“$25,000! Going once, going twice-“

“$50,000!” Chris shouted, standing up. The whole room went silent. Y/N’s heart skipped a beat.

“Sold to #570! You may claim your prize in room B!”

Ronnie’s jaw dropped. Did he seriously just lose? He lost to Christopher, a man he had despised. He couldn’t believe it. Chris smiled with satisfaction.

“My what an exciting event!” The spokesman exclaimed cheerfully. “Thank you all for attending! See you next year!”

…………………………………………………………

Y/N’s POV

“$25,000!” I heard Radke’s voice yell.

Fuck.

I was screwed. There was no way I wasn’t ending up in the hands of that creep.

“$25,000! Going once, going twice-“ I could’ve sworn my heart stopped as the spokesman sealed my fate.

“$50,000!” That familiar voice shouted. It was that man..

“Sold to #570! You may claim your prize in room B!”

I stood frozen on the stage in complete shock. The man that had saved me from Radke had just won me over Radke…

I wasn’t sure what to think.

Should I be scared? Should I be angry? Should I be…relieved?

I mean…he did seem nice when we first met. Most probably wouldn’t have stepped in but he did.

But…was it because he didn’t like Radke?

Or was it because he cared about the safety of others?

Who knows…he could’ve just been buttering me up so I’d fall right into his trap of being his prey. He’d say all these pretty words and charm me, only to buy me and use me for food. I shuddered at the thought.

“Move it along.” One of the ushers said, grabbing my arm and dragging me to room B. I was too caught up in my thoughts to care that I was being manhandled. I was pushed into the room and heard the door close behind me.

There weren’t many people left in there, other vampires had picked up their humans. They all had this look of hopelessness, as if they had already accepted their fates. It was such a sad sight, rather depressing honestly.

The door opened again and I turned my head to see the man who had bought me. He glanced around before his eyes landed on me. He smiled softly as he approached me before standing before me. God he was tall. I felt small compared to him.

“Hello again, little dove.” He greeted, his voice was gentle. It was rather calming in a way, easing my nerves slightly. I was still pretty scared however. I bit my lip as I looked in the other direction.

He seemed to have sensed my discomfort so he reached his gloved hand out, gently guiding my face so I was looking at him. “I do not intend on hurting you in any sort of way, I promise. That’s the last thing I want.” He said, speaking softly.

“Then what do you want from me? Some sort of plaything? A slave?” I questioned, moving my head away and hugging my arms.

“I’ll explain things in private. Now is not the time, not in this place.” He extended his hand out to me. “Please, believe me when I tell you I have no intent on harming you.”

I was hesitant to take his hand. He could be lying to me to make me think I was safe. I looked back up at him, still feeling uncertain.

“Do you trust me, little dove?” He asked softly, his hand still extended as he patiently waited for my answer.

Did I trust him? Not really. Though it wasn’t like I had much of a choice anymore. Then again, he did save my life, twice thinking about it. Maybe he did have my best interest at heart.

I cautiously placed my hand into his, a strange sense of comfort washing over me at the feeling of his leather glove. His hand was much bigger than my own. He gave me a gentle smile as he intertwined our fingers. He led me out of the room and we started walking down the halls. There was an uncomfortable silence as we walked.

“I-I… never got your name earlier..” I muttered, breaking the silence.

“It’s Christopher, but Chris is fine.” He said, glancing at me.

Chris…

It had a nice ring to it..

“Y/N..” I said quietly, not looking at him.

“Y/N? How fitting.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.” He said, smiling at me. I could feel myself blushing.

“Oh um, thanks..” I stuttered, looking away, feeling a bit shy now.

We walked outside to a black BMW which I assumed to be his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I stepped in, sitting down in the car. He opened the driver door and sat down and started the car. He started driving, and an awkward silence fell between us yet again.

“Listen, I truly have no intention of hurting you or drinking your blood. I don’t care for that. You don’t deserve that.” He spoke, breaking the silence.

He…didn’t want my blood? What?

“You…don’t want my blood?” I asked, a bit shocked.

“I don’t really need it. I usually just drink from something that’s sick or dying.”

“But don’t you get sick like that?” I asked, tilting my head.

He shook his head, “No, vampires are immune to diseases like that. We can only get sick from each other, which is still rather uncommon.”

Now I was even more confused. If he didn’t want my blood, then what did he want from me?

“Then…what do you want with me?” I asked slowly, watching as he pulled into the driveway of a rather large estate. He was silent, not speaking for a moment. He seemed to be in deep thought. After a few moments of silence before he looked at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read.

“I know this may sound strange, but I went to the auction because…I was in search of a companion..”

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This is like the perfect story bc I’ve been looking for one like it for a while.

A new family Part 6

A/N: Here's the sixth part! I'm very happy that you want more and more of this story, but I don't have such good news for you all- This story will only be about the first season! (Pic from Pinterest!)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Warnings: Injuries, alcohol, needles (at least it is mentioned that blood will be drawn)

Taglist: @b0p-itt @twisteduniverse5

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PoV (Y/N):

We all stayed hidden until the walkers left. However, (D/N)'s wound was still bleeding and she was crying quietly into my shoulder. She must have been in incredible pain. When the walkers were finally gone, we climbed out again and I picked (D/N) up. Lori, Rick and Shane ran towards us while (D/N) pressed her face into my shoulder. "What happened?" Shane asked me. "She cut herself on a piece of rust…" I explained quickly before carrying her to Daryl's truck. He also came out of his hiding place and looked at (D/N) briefly. When he saw her tears and blood, he immediately ran towards us.

"Wha´ happened?" He asked, a little more excited. Daryl stood next to me as I gently pressed on her wound so no more blood would come out. Daryl immediately ran to the back and grabbed a first aid kit. Shane walked towards him and stopped him before he could get to me and (D/N). "We need this first aid kit for emergencies!" Shane simply said with a stern look. He briefly looked at (D/N) and me, I had a horrified and angry look. "(D/N)'s wound is not big and not that deep either. All we need to do is wrap a little cloth around this wound.” Shane then said in a calm voice. "Fuck off, Walsh! This is a kid!" Daryl just growled.

He pushed Shane away with force and then came to us. From the first aid kit he pulled out a huge plaster and a bandage. We poured some water on the wound. While I hugged (Y/N) tightly, Daryl carefully applied the bandage to her wound and then wrapped the bandage around her leg. Shane just watched us quietly as (D/N) slowly calmed down. “We have to go to the CDC quickly…” Lori then said. Carl walked towards us and squeezed (D/N)'s hand gently to show her that everything was okay. She wiped away her tears and then climbed back into the truck. "Yes, we should move on." And so we continued on our way to the CDC.

We arrived in the big city, in front of a huge building. Rick said this was the CDC and we headed outside. Since (D/N) was limping badly, I picked her up and we ran towards the building. "Hold your breath, honey…" I said to (D/N) when I noticed the smell of the walker. My daughter immediately nods and holds her breath. Daryl, Shane and Rick shot a few walkers so we could penetrate further. I stayed between Rick and Daryl so that no one could get to (D/N).

When we finally got to the building, Rick and Shane banged on the doors to get them to open. However, since there was no answer, we all assumed that there was no one left in there. I also ran to the door and looked pleadingly into a camera I spotted. "Please! My daughter is seriously injured and her wound needs stitches!” I shouted loudly up to the camera. There was still no response and for a moment I also thought that no one was in there anymore. But before we could even turn around, the door suddenly opened and a bright light came from inside.

I didn't think before I ran in with (D/N) in my arms and looked around. The others immediately followed me and also looked around, the doors behind us closed again. "Don' go so far forwar´, woman!" Daryl then snapped at me and pulled me behind him. (D/N) looked around curiously with her eyes. We hadn't seen such a clean place in a long time.

However, we couldn't look around for long because a man came around the corner. He had a gun in his hand and was wearing a white coat. He just looked at us searchingly, suspiciously to be more precise. "Is someone infected?" He then asked loudly. We looked at each other briefly before Rick spoke up. "It was one… he didn't make it." "Where is the injured child?" The man then asked again. We didn't move for a moment before Daryl grabbed my arm and pulled me forward with (D/N). The man looked at (D/N)'s leg for a moment before looking at both of us.

"Are you her parents?" Daryl and I stayed quiet for a moment. This question took me a bit by surprise; I didn't want to tell him my whole life story. But suddenly Daryl shook his head. "Nah, I'm no´ par´ of the family…" He then murmured quietly. I felt (D/N) grip my top tighter and look down slightly. It made me sad for a moment, but she had to live with the fact that Daryl didn't seem to want to be her father. "Okay, sorry…" The man apologized. "But I'm her mother…" I then spoke quickly.

The scientist looked at me briefly before nodding slightly. It seemed difficult for him to take care of us now, but he allowed it. Maybe he wasn't as bad as one might think. "Okay… but I want you all to take a blood test! I’ll take care of the wound afterwards…” He then murmured quietly. Relieved, I smiled broadly and we all followed him. Andrea complained briefly, but I didn't listen to her. We should be grateful that we were allowed in here at all.

We all did the blood test and after that was done, Dr.Jenner took care of (D/N)'s wound. He said we were lucky and the wound hadn't become infected. He quickly attended to her wound, stitching it up and then giving her small crutches. "Thank you!" I then said. Dr. Jenner just gave me a quick nod before looking at (D/N). He smiled at her briefly before we moved on to the others.

Dr.Jenner showed us around and explained everything to us. We were supposed to sort out the room layout between ourselves, but otherwise we had to pay attention to his rules somehow. We should use electronic devices, i.e. no TV or video games, and we should take a quick shower so that we don't use up the warm water. But we liked everything. Soft beds, fresh air and showers with warm water. (D/N) and I took a room with a small bed and a couch. I would sleep on the couch and then (D/N) would sleep on the bed.

In the evening we moved to a huge room where everyone had gathered. I could already smell the delicious food and I could already hear my stomach growling. "It smells good here, Mom!" (D/N) simply said and limped towards the others. The others looked at us and even made room for us. (D/N) sat down and I slowly approached the group. There was hot food, something to drink and even some alcohol. "Enjoy it, little one." Glenn said simply as he drank from his wine glass.

I sat down too and we all ate together. I also drank a few glasses of wine, but not too much, so I could still look after (D/N). Carl even tried some alcohol, but found it so disgusting that he almost spit it out. We all laughed, even Daryl had fun. He kept teasing Glenn that if he didn't stop drinking he would soon turn red and that he would definitely want to see it. "Daryl, leave Glenn alone!" I then called out to the two of them, laughing. Glenn laughed a bit again before continuing to eat. Daryl just hissed in amusement and grinned at me. "I tease whoever I wan´, woman." His answer made me giggle before I then looked at (D/N).

She looked at Daryl with some excitement and amusement. I was a little confused by her look, but before I could ask, Dale said that we should thank Dr.Jenner for letting us here. We all clinked glasses before we had another quick chat. But Shane had to kick the mood and ask some questions. We all fell silent, some staring at the scientist, others looking down at their food. "Shane, you're a party pooper." Glenn then complained, with a slight pout. Glenn's reaction made me smile briefly, but the mood remained tense.

After a while, I saw (D/N) yawning loudly and rubbing her eyes. I smiled at her and gently stroked her head. “Are you tired?” She only answered my question with a nod. Giggling, I then stood up and I gently stroked her back. "I'll just put (D/N) to bed." I then said to the group. They all agreed while Lori, Carl, Carol and Sophia also stood up. They probably wanted to put their children to bed too.

,, I'm comin with yah…!" Someone suddenly shouted. And that someone was Daryl.

Next Chapter ->

[emotionally-damaged-carrot]

Pierre Gasly x Male reader

"Ecstasy in pain"

Saw this pic, sent it to my friend, she said pierre looks like he has a huge cock, here we are.

Might be too short for my taste, I honestly don't even know what I created, It's 4am here and I have to do in like 2 hours. Enjoy!✌️

Kind of a mess, but then again, it's 4am when I wrote it, so deal with it.

Requests are open

Warning: just pure smut, hard core smut, when I say hardcore, there is blood.

As I was walking around the paddock, I suddenly felt someone bump into me and grab my arm tightly and roughly dragging me.

"Hey, what the hell man?" I say as I look up at the person, realizing it's none other than, Pierre Gasly, my boyfriend.

"You okay amour?" I ask him concerned as he is still dragging me roughly across the paddock to where I'm assuming is his driver's room seeing as we are approaching alpine.

"Need you, had a DNF." He says as we arrived in front of his room. He opens it and pushed me and as he follow suit, closing the door and forcefully slams me against the door. Immidiately attacking my lips not even giving my the chance to process anything, he was way too fast and rougher than he normally is. He pushes his tounge inside my mouth harshly causing me to moan as he eagerly explores my mouth, like it's the first and last time he's to going to be doing it. Licking every inch and biting my bottom lip hard on occasion.

"You taste good." He says as he changes from my mouth to my neck, his hands on my hips gripping tight, and my hands in his still sweat soaked hair and his back. I moan loudly in pain and pleasure as I feek him suck hard on my neck and biting it on multiple places. My hands pull on his hair, hard, causing him to pull back and look at me.

"I thought no marks?" I asked still is a daze.

"That's for me, don't leave marks on me unless I can easily hide it. As for you, I will mark you however I want and as much as I want, you're mine and mine alone. My toy, that I can do whatever I want to, and you will just take it like the whore you are. Compris?" He says as he looks at my eyes, his pupils fully dilated and his mouth open ajar, panting heavily. His hands now on my legs, prompting me to jump.

"You are mine and mine alone, I won't share you with anyone, I will do what I want with you. And we both know you love it that way." He says carrying me to bed, and putting me down.

"Y-y-yes." I say my voice stuttering a bit as my mind is hazy with pleasure and visions of the things we did together, actions that showed me how much he loved me.

"Good boy." He says as he takes off our shirts and pants. Leaving us in our underwear. He lays on the headboard exposing himself, like a meal. A meal just waiting to be eaten.

"We both know what you want, go for it. No one is stopping you." He says lowly, in the sexy french accent that never fails to make me obey his every word.

I slowly crawl toward him, taking off his boxers, causing basically his third leg to spring out. I look at it, mesmerized by the sheer size of it even after all this time, it still surprises me just how big he is.

"Hurry up, or I will fuck you dry as well." He says impatiently.

"You're not gonna prep me?" I say nervously, I always wanted to do it without prepping just to feel him properly, feel how it would be to be destroyed my that thing alone.

"Isn't it what you want?" He asks confused and worried evident in his face.

"I just didn't think it would be so soon." I say, as my mouth starts to water at the sight of his ridiculously big cock. I take it with one hand as I give kitten licks to the head. After a few more licks I decide to just go for it, deepthroating him in one go. I hear him groan and I feel his hand immidiately go to the back of my head, pushing my down and holding me down. I start to choke and he releases me.

"Eager." He comments as he lifts my chin a bit and his thumb rubbing my bottom lip side to side, admiring how red it got.

"Go on, it's not gonna suck itself." He says letting go and holding the back of myhead again, guiding my mouth towards his cock. With my mouth sucking the head and my hand jerking off the rest, I hear him groan again and his hips give a little jerk upwards.

"Merde, y/n, I'm gonna cum, if you keep that up." He says pushing my head down, I stay there a bit until I needed air. I pulled back, spit dripping down my lips.

"You look so fuckable right now." He says as he admires my and lifting my chin and pushing his thumb in my mouth. I eagerly suck on it, closing my eyes.

"Ride me." He whispers to me as he leans to my ear and giving it a bite.

I slowly sat up and squat over his cock. A bit acared about no prep and spit as lube, but it had been my dream for a whole now, him fucking me without prepping me.

"Come on, hurry up." He says as I slip the head in completely, my eyes tearing up a bit.

"F-fuck, so t-tight." He says as he gives an involuntary thrust upwards. Both of us are panting at this point, trying to adjust a bit to accomodate for the rest.

"You alright?" He asks as he sees the tears running down my cheeks.

"Y-y-yea, just h-hurts."

"Good, cause this will hurt a lot more." He says as he pushes me down suddenly. I screamed loud, too loud that I think the entire building hear. But he kisses me to shut me up, my heart is racing and I am in need of air.

"F-fuck, yea, that's- fuck." He says as he holds me down, to prevent me from standing up. I don't I can anyway, the pain is overwhelming, and my legs fully gave out. I am basically sitting on him with my hands on his pecs for support. Already full on crying.

"You okay?" He asks looking at me worriedly. And wiping my tears with his thumb. A few landing on him.

"Fuck, y-yes." I says as the searing pain slowly becomes pleasure. The stinging and burning sensation giving me that indescribable feeling that's pure ecstacy. I look up, biting my lip hard.

"Oh shit, I think you're bleeding." He says as I just now feel the wetness on my ass.

"Fuck ngh y-yes." I say still in pure ecstacy as I regain feelings in my legs and beging riding him. My hard cock hitting his abs, rubbing against them, giving me that extra bit of pleasure.

"Wow, such a masochist, how did I get so lucky." He says with a wide smile as he helps me lift myself up. He turns us around after I ride him a bit, realizing I couldn't go anyfaster he decided to take things on his own accord, he's now on top and me laying on the bed.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you will pray to every God, you'd still be able to walk after." He says biting my neck hard, I couldn't care less, I was in heaven, pure ecstacy, the pain and the feeling of him filling me to the brim, bringing new tears down my face.

He begins his relentless assault after saying those words, fucking into me like I'm a toy, not caring whether I get hurt or not, only chasing his own pleasure and nothing else. He goes hard, deep and fast, I hear what I assume is blood getting hit and I feel it pooling down on the sheet, but not caring about a single thing apart from him. How he put his hands on my hips squeezing as hard as he can and my legs wrapped around his waist pulling him in, with my hands on his back clawing at it, and feeling his pants against my neck while biting it and letting out a growl.

"That was f-fucking hot, fuck, you g-growling is my f-favour-rite sound n-now." My hands start to slip off his back, his sweat dripping onto me, feeling him slow down a bit then coming to a halt.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked him confused not expecting him to stop atleast for a while, not wanting him to stop. I want the pain, and I want it now. I tried to move but he stops me.

"I'm only human, I need to rest a bit." He says into my neck with a chuckle still breathing heavily. After a minute or so, I feels him moving again and the mixture of pain and pleasure begin to start up again, giving me that stinging sensation with every thrust and that pleasure when he touches those bundle of nerves.

As he goes at a faster pace again, I struggle to claw at him instead opting to bite him, tasting the salty taste of sweat, I became addicted. Licking and biting every inch of his skin I can reach. He starts groaning and biting and sucking hard on my neck.

"F-fuck, I'm close." He mumbles as he goes faster, more erratic.

"In me, in me, in me, in me" I say repeatedly, louder and higher each time. Clawing at his back, this time, I manage to get leave marks, marks that apparently drew blood as I hear him hiss in pain, as I feel sticky liquid on my fingers.

"F-fuck, I'm c-cumming." He says lifting his head and pulling on my hair, hard, to ensure I did not follow his neck. Seeing the way he looked was enough for me to cum as well. The way his damp hair was hanging as he looked down at me, his sweat dripping on my face.

"You're definitely bleeding and still are." He says with a laugh and he tries to pull out starting to get soft, wrapping my legs around him tighter.

"Don't, we're not done yet, the night is still young."

"Wow, and I thought you were all innocent." He says with a smile. As I feel him getting hard again.

"Definitely good excercise, good cardio." He comments with a laugh and I feel him start up again, my whole body getting filled with excitement, pain and a lot of pleasure.

"Round 2, and I'll be much rougher." He says kissing me hard, biting my bottom lip and drawing blood.

"I hope so."

Wow, idk what that even was, damn. Hope you enjoyed tho, if not 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️ can't blame you, cause I feel like this is too much 😭😭

I made 2 versions of this can be pierre or whoever. Still dk yet anyway I'll try to post again next week, until then. Peace ✌️

[beatrixstonehill2]

Soooo this rich photographer flew me out to his waterfront penthouse overlooking the city..... You know, he did what photographers do and filmed me, took pics, got me nice and drunk. He showed me his place, mind you he's in a fancy suit and I'm in this bikini, my cock is basically falling out of it and I'm rock hard the whole time I'm there. He shows me this gorgeous portfolio of other trans girls he's worked with, mostly videos on his computer, and oh my god..... I started fondling my cock as he kept showing me some of the prettiest girls I've ever seen, huge breasts, curvy asses, perfect smile, juicy cocks.... But every video ended with a shirtless man. I didn't get it and he told me not to worry, so I kept playing with my cock, sipping my wine as he showed me more.....

The videos always ended the same. Some handsome guy flexing his muscles, looking really hot tbh, most of them had beards or well-groomed facial hair, none were shaven. They all exuded the kind of masculinity I find super hot, def the kind of guys I love my plump ass to be fucked by. The photographer finally turned to me and told me the men were all the very same people as the sexy girls he showed me. He had a really big kink for convincing trans girls to detrans. I was floored, but kept jerking my cock..... He saw this and smiled. He told me he'd happily pay me 100K to detransition. I jerked super fast and nutted, drooling like a good little whore, eyes rolling back......

"100K? You want to see me become a boy that badly???" I panted, jerking my flaccid cock as it drooled more cum, soon getting erect again.....

"Just look at you, already a machine. Imagine what that cock could do on testosterone. I'd love to see you give up becoming a girl for good. Embrace being a guy, which is what you really are, princess.

I bit my lip, my cock responding so well to his words, nice and full again. "Please..... I like being a girl but I mean.... You really really wanna see me detrans, I can tell!"

"I do. I want to see you get muscular, pumped full of so much T and steroids nobody would ever know you were living as such a pretty girl, or at least a decent imitation, not that you pass, darling. You're hot but that cock is a dead give away, and you still look like a boy, but you already knew that, didn't you?" He stroked my chin.

I nodded softly. "I don't pass at all, do I?"

"Not in the slightest, you poor misguided fakegirl. I'm surprised anyone even thinks to gender you correctly. It definitely doesn't help that you're so proud of your cock and flaunt it all over social media, walking around in dresses with a full erection. You can just see people roll their eyes forcing themselves to call you a girl to be nice. But like I said, your face is still very masculine, totally a dead give away. Are you sure you aren't already growing facial hair? I swear I see a shadow."

I was blushing so hard, fully erect and jerking super hard again. "I mean, estrogen only helps so much, I started transitioning at fourteen! But by then..... and sometimes I forget to take my hormones and, ummmmm...... soooo, this is how deep my voice actually is." I used my real voice, sounding pretty much like a guy.

"Wow, I mean you still sounded like a boy pretending to be a girl before but I had no idea you basically already went through male puberty..... that explains why your cock is so huge. You you're pretty much not even a trans girl, you're a femboy with implants?"

I nodded, cumming again, shooting rope after rope. "Mmmmm, maybe? Sorry I don't pass very well..... I hope you still find me sexy...."

"Oh, all the sexier, in fact I'm going to take that fat ass of yours for a nice ride in a moment..... just after I give you your first official T-shot, so let's celebrate you no longer pretending to be a girl. From now on you'll be a good boy and masculinize yourself as much as possible, OK?"

"Yes..... sir..... anything else before you have your way with me?"

"I want you to post a video of yourself to your Instagram, talking in your real voice, that you're detransitioning and getting your DD implants yanked out next week."

"OK..... whatever you like. ❤️ I need to give up playing pretend..... thank you for helping me!"

"It's my pleasure, helping boys like you is my greatest passion."

Needless to say..... I won't be looking back, and I have a few more fakegirl friends I think I'll send his way....

[midchelle]

how would you rank the different beatles couples wedding looks?

Now this looks like a job for me

9. John and Cyn (1962)

I feel a little bad ranking them this low because the four of them had about two shillings to rub together between themselves, but this was just not a great effort. John appears to be wearing A Suit. Perhaps with a tie of some sort. Paul and George's fits look kind of similar, which makes me think he got married in his Beatles suit. I guess that was an appropriate start to their marriage.

Cynthia's having a classic Cher Horowitz faux Chanel suit moment. It's not a bad look, but it's literally something you would see in Zara. There's a pneumatic drill in the background. Cyn nearly got married to George instead. What a world that would be.

8. Paul and Heather (2002)

Did you know this was one of the most expensive weddings in history? It cost 3.6 million. They rented a castle in Co. Monaghan. There were fireworks. Did you know that Heather Mills wore the most 1980s wedding dress known to man in 1989? These are the things I was forced to find out while researching this look.

I originally had this a bit higher. I didn't want to rank it low just Because Heather. But the more I look at this dress, the more I hate it. She's doing the Kate Midleton lace sleeves -- which, in fairness, was pretty forward-thinking in 2002 -- but then the lace just goes over the whole outfit, which has the effect of making everything look very same-y. Barbie in A Christmas Carol executed this idea way better.

I don't have many objections to Paul's outfit. He wore a vest. That's effort. And he matched his tie to the flowers. Like job done, basically. My only real issue here is the lack of vision. If I was Paul McCartney in 2002 and a knight of the British Empire or whatever, and I'm getting married in a castle -- I'd have a sassy little sword with me. Perhaps even just to cut the cake. Come on.

7. Paul and Linda (1969)

Don't let the cuteness of the pictures distract you from the fact that they're both dressed like they have a meeting with Harry from accounting in an hour. Paul appears to have shown the barber a picture of the guy from The Peep Show. She married him when his hair looked like that. That's love.

It's possible that Linda is wearing a non-business casual outfit under the trench. We'll never know. The problem is that these people refused to get married any time outside of the cold months. It's weird how this is the one Indian thing they all adopted.

The kid is a fun accessory. I enjoy how she and Linda appear to be matching trenches.

6. Maureen and Ringo (1965)

I enjoy how Cyn, John, and George seem to be haunting the proceedings in the second picture.

Originally, I had this lower, but you know what? I like Maureen's little Jackie O suit with the Peter Pan collar, and I love that hair accessory she has over her bun with the bow. Ringo is fine, even if he does look like he's wearing his Dad's jacket. I really don't think it's supposed to fit like that. You're Ringo Starr and this is your wedding, you couldn't get it tailored? Or just buy one that fits better?

And once again: she married him when his hair looked like that.

5. [ERROR] (1978)

I saw a lot of sources saying the first pic is George and Olivia. It is not. The man looks a bit like George, but the woman looks nothing like Olivia. The second picture, I think, is from George and Olivia's wedding, and yes, that is the best quality I could find. I think George has the same '70s open-collar suit thing as the man in the fake picture, but that's about all I can tell. Olivia could literally be wearing a rug for all I can see about her outfit. Since this is Schroedinger's Beatle wedding look -- neither good nor bad since I Literally Can't See It -- it goes right in the middle.

I can't believe they wanted to have a small personal wedding. It's like they weren't even thinking about all the Tumblrinas.

4. Paul and Nancy (2011)

Nancy Shevall's royal wedding dress ft. Paul doing a classic Paul pose.

Nancy's wearing a Stella McCartney dress -- cute -- inspired by Wallis Simpson of all people, which is kind of wild as royal wedding inspiration goes, but I like it. It's tasteful while still being unconventional.

Paul also looks great. The longer hair suits him much better. Nancy Shevall is a businesswoman, and it shows. She did not marry a man with bad hair.

3. George and Pattie (1966)

Mary Quant herself personally designed George's coat. That's how serious this is.

It's a strange occurrence because this is one of the few times that `I feel more let down by the woman than the man. Don't get me wrong, Pattie looks great. Her hair's great. Makeup: great. The tights? The coat? Fantastic. But the dress itself does look like something I wore to my friend's birthday party when I was eight. Do better.

Not featured: Paul McCartney being out of his gourd during the proceedings. Sorry, Paul. This ain't about him.

2. Ringo and Barbara (1981)

Unghhh they look so good. Sorry there's no joke.

Barbara's dress is so lovely and romantic -- I think it might be a top and a skirt, actually? Anyway, love the neckline, love the sleeves, love the bell skirt. The flowers tucked in at the waist? The lace? That's how you do lace, Heather! And Ringo. He got his hair cut by someone who actually likes him this time, and he's wearing a jacket that fits! That's how you know he was serious about it, and it shows -- forty-two years later. Very fond of the star pin on his lapel.

What really puts this look over a lot of the others is I do feel like they coordinated, her in all white and him in all black. And they one-upped both John and Paul by having not just one, but two kids. Beat that, McLennon.

John and Yoko (1969)

You might've had a cute wedding look, a great wedding look, even, but did your wedding create enduring pop-cultural tropes? Don't think so.

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

I have been thinking of ways to make it a fun read for those who want to know about my comic con trip. This is the best I could do.

it was my first time going to a con alone, I have massive social anxiety and am still trying to learn how to live with adhd/sensory overload issues

this was a really, really big deal as I have never done this for any other series/group of actors

At 10AM their Q&A panel started

I was in disbelief seeing Alex, Arnas, Mark and Timothy 

In real life?????? WHAT?????

They are ALL beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!

No, really, so beautiful?? And for what???

also funny as hell

It eased me knowing how good their energy was

After the panel Arnas walked past me

He didn't look at me tho (well my back was turned to him at first)

but I did fuck up the text message I was writing when I saw him so close once I looked up

My first photo op was with Arnas an hour later

Boy I was nervous

Legit thought I would pass out seconds before

He said HELLO

And suddenly I was looking into his eyes

HIS!!!! EYES!!!!!!

I was so flustered because wow????? 

WOW!!

also he looks taller on tv???

But JUST AS BEAUTIFUL IRL

"Do you want to pick me up?" I blurted out

"I? you? SURE!" he stammered

Mans really went for it and picked me up

I thought we were posing already

But lil dude leaned in closer to me

Supported me with his thigh too???

Oh man those thighs….

Whewhhh

Also after the pic I saw my leg had rested onto his leg too???

But yeah so basically he had me in his arms AND in his lap??

He felt so warm

And soft

So comfortable… 

what was I saying

OH, right, the picture so yes

After he put me back on my feet we both looked a lil??? Lost???

And I asked for a quick hug which he gave and HHHHH

I thought I looked really silly in my pic but when I saw it I nearly screamed

I love it

Okay then my picture with Mark and Arnas

I was still nervous but also hyper as fuck at that point (bc my meds kicked in)

You had to wait around a lil corner before your pic got taken

The group pics were taken all together, so Alexander was there and I think Timothy too but honestly I didn't see him because well:

I walked in the booth and did my regular HELLO *jazz hands/deer in headlights*

What was I thinking???? Lmao

And I locked eyes with Alexander and WOW

Beautiful man

But he got shoved away by the staff because I only had a photo with Mark & Arnas

sorry

Mark: wow that was high energy (he chuckled aaaaahhh)

"YOU!!!!" Arnas yelled with big eyes

Mark: do you have a pose in mind?

Me: no, I'm just?????

Mark: okay we'll-

Arnas blurted out(and I type in caps so you understand how hyper he was and how FAST he rambled): I HAVE AN IDEA!!! YOU COME STAND HERE *he pointed next to him* AND WE LIFT YOU UP BY YOUR HANDS LIKE THIS *he grabbed my hand!!!!* IS THAT OKAY? *looking into my eyes* ARE YOU- ARE YOU SAFE????? *he nodded with a lowkey concerned look*

Mans was really double checking if I was comfortable with his idea

Arnas really wanted to lift me up again huh????

They took my hands

Mark placed his hand on my upper arm

Arnas wrapped his hand around my elbow

luckily everything went so fast I could not think about that one fic request in my messages which I almost finished about a threesome with Sihtric and Finan

ANYWAY

I looked at Mark

Who gave me a mild concerned smile????? dude????

"Just don't drop me" I whispered under my breath

And they lifted me up and for some reason everyone in the room went like "ooohhh" admiringly

???? idk why

Probably because they lifted me very graceful and smoothly

Once I was back on my feet again I thanked Mark as Arnas ran to the photographer

Arnas: wait, I think I looked down when you took the photo, let me see??

I froze midway, looking at Arnas, and I shrugged like??? Is the pic good???

Everything seemed fine and I thanked them again and walked off

I like to believe Arnas just wanted to take the pic again so he could lift me up once more HAHA

Just kidding

I didn't noticed during the pic itself but Arnas stood adorably close to me while Mark was more casual 

and MARK'S FACE LMAOOOOOO

I just crack up every time I see the pic

Mark really squished my arm tho

Also why does Arnas look so good?? 

I don't even know what his expression is but yes please

Also, Arnas, clean your sneakers baby boy

AUTOGRAPH TIME (only Arnas tho, I'm a broke girl)

I brought the Lords of the North book for him to sign (first book Sihtric appears in)

Arnas: wauw!!! Lords of the North!! Can I- is that inside?

Me: ehhh I would prefer it if you uhh like on the cover…

(I misunderstood him, I only noticed when I heard our conversation back, he meant if it was really the book inside the loose cover, but I thought he wanted to sign inside the book)

Arnas: just an autograph? or???

Me, feeling confident: you can write an entire poem if you want

Arnas: I can write a poem?

Me: go nuts…

Arnas: Sanne, Sanne… in the sky…. Sanne, Sanne…. Sanne, Sanne, like the sun… this is gonna be weird. Sanne, Sanne, like the sun… shine upon us, will you hon?

hon????????????????

Yeah I died

I watched him write and noticed how he writes like me

Me: I love how he just gradually gets larger handwriting

Arnas: that's my like-

Me: NO BUT SAME (I feared I offended him, I speak without thinking sometimes)

Arnas: No, no, but the people are- they say you have mental issues if you like- if your writing goes like this

Me: no! But it's, yes! But I think it's an ADHD thing, which is what I have

Arnas: you like… like… yeah

Me: And since my childhood they were like "your handwriting is…it's really bad"

Arnas: Yeah! Yeah, I've been, always been told that.

Me: and I can't write like this… I always write every letter together

Arnas: I know! I've someth- when I, if I j-journal I usually do that, but I'm, I'm trying to copy my dad because his handwriting is… *gets distracted by his poem* shine upon us…

Arnas: taking a lot of space. I did write a poem! I don't know, you told me to. I hope I didn't mess it up.

(I reassured him he didn't)

I asked if he wanted to take the selfie after that

Arnas: absolutely! SANNEEEEEEEE!!!! 

Here we just both had the zoomies 

He fumbled with the popsocket on my phone and I lowkey gestured apologising?????

Arnas: I love these. *wrapped his arm around me*. No, no, I just wanna put my finger in this(the popsocket!!). Cause I always, I always rip them off

Me: oh don't do that

Arnas: well, cause, OH

He accidentally took the photo already as he was rambling

He took a few pics

Arnas: give us a hug *he leaned in*

Me: distracted as he had just handed my phone

Arnas: GIVE US A HUG

Me: wAIT of course

*he pulled me in*

Oh my god?????

Me, after hug: I also wanted to tell you that-

Arnas: you smell nice!

?????????????????????

Me: oh thank you! But I wanted to tell you that I recently saw Deadly Code, because my boyfriend is from Lithuania too so-

Arnas: OOOOH I saw you!! You lived there, right????

Me: wait, no, what???

Arnas: because I saw the pictures on instagram! I mean you tagged me and you had pictures of Lithuania, right?

Me, somehow very boldly: were you stalking my page? (jokingly)

Arnas: WELL… you tagged me in something and I was like "who is this girl?" and then I went to your page and I saw the pictures

Please know that I only tagged him in a few of my insta stories about TLK, and I know he only saw the first one I tagged him in, which is nearly two months ago now????? So it had to be that time he went to my page and why tf did he remember

I'm crying

Asdhbfjkhk

He then asked my boyfriend's name and told me to greet my bf in Lithuanian

I thanked him in Lithuanian and he said it back to me, and said something like he'll see me next time again (guess I kinda have to meet him again now huh)

After that I went to Alexander his line, next to Arnas, for a selfie

Arnas looked at me several times again as I was waiting there

It made me nervous so I tried to avoid his eyes LMAO

ALEXANDER

Oh my, so sweet, so calm!!!!

Complete opposite of Arnas his chaotic energy

Such an angel

All of them are angels btw

And then I went home bc tired

Later that night I made a lil insta post about the day and explained to my followers how it went and how I handled it, as they know what big of a deal it was for me to do all this on my own

Then Arnas liked my post the next morning

And he fucking commented: WELL DONE

And now I'm here….

Still smiling like an idiot

Also my bf was legit a bit bitter about Arnas his behaviour and his words to me

oopsie

Anyway

yeah that was it... this post is way too long. I don't have the digital pics yet so yeah this is it

[matcha-narancia]

Can i request hcs for the cruasaders(minus iggy) having a small and sweetheart s/o but their stand is literally a terrifying 9ft tall kuchisake onna( the slith-mouth women)

This is from ghostwire tokyo and sorry for low quality pic i couldn't find a good one

The Crusaders with an S/O who’s Sweet and Small but has a Terrifying Stand

𝐀/𝐍: First off, thank you for the request love! The idea is really cool and I hope you enjoy this request!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): Some spoilers for Part 3!

Jotaro Kujo

- To be honest, I feel like Jotaro wouldn’t be too shocked about your stand. Surprised, yes, but not shocked. From the moment he met you, he sensed there was a strength you had that you had yet to show him, and he was glad to finally see it when you first brought out your stand!

- He’s actually quite interested in your stand, too! He finds it interesting you possess such a stand with your stature and personality, and he’s glad you have it! You decided to join them on their crusade, and he already knew you were strong to begin with, so having your stand too will help them a lot!

- He’ll definitely tease about it on occasion, but is genuinely happy when you two get to team up and take down a stand user. You both enjoy confusing your opponent and making them think they’ve got the upper hand before revealing your stands and making them think again.

Noriaki Kakyoin

- Kakyoin is definitely surprised to see your stand! You, his sweet and small beloved, wielding such terrifying power in the form of a kuchisake onna, it was hard not to gasp aloud when he first saw it!

- Kakyoin does get over this shock however, and while interested in it, he’s also just a bit terrified too. He knows you can keep it under control, but he’s heard stories about them from his classmates, and can’t help but feel a little scared too. You reassure him though that she’s alright, and it helps him! Kakyoin hopes to get over this fear as you all travel together, and he does!

- You two are able to combine your stands efficiently too! Kakyoin distracts enemies with Hierophant Green’s emeralds, and your stand goes in for an attack while they’re busy fighting them off! You’ve taken down many opponents this way, with make a great team!

Jean Pierre Polnareff 

- The first time you brought your stand out, Polnareff thought it belonged to another stand user, and threw his arms around you saying Silver Chariot would protect you. However, with a nervous laugh, you let him know the Kuchisake onna was your own, and his jaw dropped. 

- I imagine he’s very openly terrified at first, but grows used to it over time! In the beginning whenever you bring it out he actually cowers behind you, but the more and more you bring it out, he starts to recognize it and even look forward to it coming out! After all, he knows whenever it does, it means you two are gonna fight some stand users together!

- And speaking of fighting, you two work on ways to combine your stands and come up with effective techniques! Like the others, this usually involves one of you fighting first, and the other taking the stand user by surprise with that of your own.

Muhammad Avdol

- Avdol actually isn’t too surprised when you bring out your stand in front of him for the first time. You had told him stories about it beforehand, and though it’s slightly different from what he envisioned, he finds it quite interesting!

- Avdol is a man always interested in learning about culture and its aspects. When fighting with your stands, you take the time to tell him about her, and how you unlocked her too! Avdol listens intently, and usually follows up your tellings with more questions of his own! He’s very curious!

- And of course, your fighting together leads to you both developing somewhat of a technique! Whether your stands are coming out together, or one after the other, Avdol lets you know him and Magician’s Red have your back should any foe hurt you!

Joseph Joestar

- And finally Joseph, who I will admit was probably the most terrified of all the crusaders when you allows your Kuchisake onna to appear. He immediately screamed and ran behind you, yelping about how terrifying it was. However, with a laugh you patted his shoulder and told him she’ll only attack your enemies.

- He takes a while to get used to your stand... and oftentimes you’ll have to fight alone since Hermit Purple can’t really do too much offensive damage, but you make do! Even if he is terrified, Joseph slowly gets over his fears, and eventually its your stand that takes an interest in him! Whenever its out it’ll act really sweet and shy around him, much in contrast to how it takes down your opponents!

- You two manage to find an effective strategy, with Joseph using his stand to bind and hold enemy stand users while you bring out your Kuchisake onna to deal the final blows! In the end, whoever you’re up against are left terrified, and you two are left standing proud after a battle!

↳ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬/𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! ♡

[bookishtheaterlover7]

I’m going to counter your anon who says AB isn’t getting karma.

I think she is. A Little bit already.

First, her “husband’s” fanbase despises her. Not all, but I’d say a loud minority that’s also out there ready to snatch her wig for anything she tries to do (lol).

Anytime she does something remotely embarrassing there’s a group of people waiting to out her - remember Liberia? 😂 and they have receipts and keep screenshots. She can’t hide unless she goes private but then she’ll never get more followers. 🤣

And if she thinks these people will stop if she has his baby? She can think again. That’s never happening. I think she burned all opportunity to make peace with his fan base and people want to see her gone. There are a ton of crazy fans that go way too far, yes, but unfortunately shes made enemies for life. Should have thought twice before having your soulmate mock and troll your fans on your behalf and then posting yourself showering to the world as an FU. Now when you try to claim you’re so shy your posts will be spammed with your own nudes.

The general public still does not notice or care about her. She’s so uninteresting and irrelevant her name is still getting spelled wrong. By people in her own country 🙈

Her movie backed by the largest US talent agency made no noise at all in any of the box offices and especially not in the United States of America. She was only only in it briefly and the reviews don’t even mention her. Not really going to help her future IT girl case because in comparison, like Jenna Ortega gained 10 million fans in like two weeks. I’m sure a bunch of them were bots too but let me tell you EVERYOne was watching Wednesday back in Nov-Dec 22. So her gaining that much really isn’t that far off the bat. Not to mention, AB’s big moment to shine was around the same time as Jenna and Jenna beat her and didn’t have to date anyone famous. 🙊

Even Chris back in 2019 - his peak popularity and then 2020 - he was trending at times daily, weekly. He was trending #1 on twitter for at least 24-48 hours during his oopsie weekend. His tweet after that telling people to go vote got millions of likes. He used to get crazy engagement just for breathing. I remember after endgame and then knives out people were talking about him like he had just popped up on the scene…this man had been in the industry at least 20 where at that point. lol

Chris came on IG and I’m pretty sure he gained a million followers in about 24 hours. Yes, there are celebs that did it faster than him but remember he’s always been more of an under the radar celebrity and he never really tried to be otherwise. So for the fact he was hitting 40 years old and joined IG ten years after everyone else and got 1 million the first day is impressive. So yes, he had star power. Jenna has it now.

And yes, CE has lost that star power and in part it’s due to him being with AB. So yes, he’s losing due to his decision to be linked with her, which could be called his karma…

But miss wannabe IT girl? Whew.

Try as she might, Her followers….basically capped at 840K and I will bet Elon musk’s entire net worth she was hoping to hit 1 million the night she went public with her now husband. People on tumblr even saw that she went and pinned her Mrs Harris movie post like the same day their pap pics came out. That’s how you know old girl was waiting and hoping to see her numbers go up.

Lastly, her “husband” is still more popular than her. Even though his fanbase has deteriorated she hasn’t gained more popularity’s I think this may really really grate her (don’t ask me why, I just have this feeling) because she’s the young and vibrant one. She wants to be adored and no matter what she tries to do, photoshopping herself in every picture she posts, she’s not outgaining him in terms of recognition. People will only know her if his name is added first.

So…yeah. Maybe you think she has it all and she’s not getting anything bad. But I would say karma works in mysterious ways. Sometimes it’s not as obvious as you think.

OH! THANK YOU, AN🫶N!!!

God, this really made me feel so much better after reading all the shit Elijah posted on Medium. 🥹

Especially when you mentioned "Karma isn't as obvious as you think". It's something I made a realization recently. Because I truly believe in Karma, I just wanted Karma to be more obvious, but sometimes, it just isn't.

And honestly, that makes it better 😆

Anyway, back to what you said about Albitch's Karma... Ohhhh, the number of laughs you gave me is PRICELESS!!!

I would seriously pay to see the screenshots of HER posts being filled with her own nudes 😆 Reap what you sow!

And I know it will not get any better for her. She's dragging Chris through the mud, and let's just say, that the fans that love Chris, definitely hate her. Beyond her "marrying" him.

Also, how Chris seems to contradict everything he used to say whenever he's with her. Hell, she doesn't even have THE ASS that Chris would be into 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 so, that's a VERY BIG contradiction. And, regards to their marriage... PRIVACY, MY ASS!!!

That said, I love how clearly you can see everything, once you get a level head. That means... Karma is definitely real.

Also, lemme just tag @blue-ice715 because it's her post that I reblogged, and she would definitely love to read this. 😊

[hopelessdelusional]

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EDIT: i fucked up and forgot to add a pic and it won’t let me so. yeah. also i fixed the out of order mistake i’m so sorry😭

ONCE AGAIN THE OC JORDAN IS NOT MINE‼️‼️‼️ it’s the dearest @kotoprincesa !!

hey…life…am i right?

yeah hopefully you saw the post LMFAO ya boy has had a weird week

i’m sorry this is a short one but like i said shit is crazy

i rlly hope i’ll have time to write tomorrow 😭

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AND SINCE THIS IS LATE IM GONNA FINALLY TELL U HOW EVERYONE GOT THEIR NICKNAMES FROM BKG MWAHAHA YES:

Sero-tape arms/soy sauce:

1. tape arms is from when it was their freshmen year of high school, and sero once got RLLY drunk at some senior’s party….anyways he got tied up by a bunch of girls. with tape. (yes he did cry as the gang ripped off the tape) fun fact!! Jordan was actually at that party (their cousin was the hostess) and was the one who told the bakusquad abt him getting taped up!

2. soy sauce is from the very first prank Kaminari did on the channel where he gave sero a glass of soy sauce but told him it was coke (sero didn’t speak to him for three days afterwards)

Mina-pinky/raccoon eyes:

pinky is like rlly obvious she has pink hair, BUT raccoon eyes is a much more funny story! you see, just like her lover; kirishima, she too had a sort of…alt-y phase. in her case, she experimented with black clothing but more importantly, black eyeshadow. like. a LOT. kirishima thought it was the CUTEST thing ever and was low key upset when she stopped doing it💀

Kirishima-weird hair/shitty hair/spiky:

he just had a rlly bad haircut when they came back to school for their sophomore year, it was legit like how teen guys had it in the early 2000s-gelled up into spikes 🫥

Kaminari-Sparky:

he tried rewiring their broken fan in college. got electrocuted. went to the hospital. yeah.

Hitoshi-eyebags:

he may not get sleep now, but it was RLLY bad their jr year of high school dear GOD. everyone would have to FIGHT him to get him to go to sleep, even putting that powder melatonin in his drinks 😭😭 (it was actually kats’ idea :(( such a sweetie)

Shoto-IcyHot:

shoto had this…phase…half way thru sophomore year of high school where he would over work himself with sports/work that he would literally put on icyhot every. single. day. (it drove EVERYONE crazy but no one dared to say anything)

Jirou-headphones:

ALL throughout high school jirou always had her headphones in. there wasn’t one time where she wasn’t listening to music and bkg being the old man he is thought it was “incredibly rude” and “disrespectful” (karma is a bitch tho bc after this HIS nickname was old man)

Momo-ponytail:

yeah the gang wasn’t kidding when momo went thru an INTENSE ponytail phase like she would gel it and everything😭😭😭the girls would be begging for momo just to keep it down or else she’ll keep getting called jojo siwa by the freshmen

Iida-four eyes/glasses:

….uh it’s kinda obvious LMFAO

Ochako-pink cheeks:

so bkg and ochako were actually #besties after they put their differences aside (after bkg apologized to izuku) and she would ALWAYS go to him and rant abt her crush on Iida. so, as “revenge” he would call her pink cheeks whenever she was talking to Iida. HOWEVER that so backfired on him bc the nickname made iida think bkg liked ochako (he also noticed their newest infatuation w/each other) and iida one day went to bkg to tell him HE liked ochako and was like “i see that you and ochako have made a new relationship, but i just need to tell you i have feelings for ochako.” anyways. bkg was going thru new anger management stuff and he had to take VERY deep breaths in order not to lose his shit LMFAO

Izuku-Nerd:

….do i really need to say anything? 🤨🤨

hope you enjoyed that! thank you for the wait i love u guys 🫶🫶🫶

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fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- you know it’s bad when kats is up at 1AM

- ain’t i a genius for that thomas the train gossip account? huh? hm?

- Jordan keeps their man in CHECK (they love each other) and Sero is half scared, and the other half find it very sexy

- also when i wrote that part all i could think of is that one song “walk him like a dog sis” because toshi and Jordan got that covered

- do u like mina and kiri’s users😇😇 idk if i do but whatever

- that gc has…some stuff in it. mainly just all the things of bakugou’s the gang has taken, broken, or lost LMFAO

- toshi and kam are just so cute i’m throwing up sobbing rn

- kiri always scowls at “unnecessary” language but then cusses too… double standards (he has never once called out mina tho HA)

- i feel like i’ve said this before but i need to say it again; i just KNOW in my SOUL kiri uses the laughing emoji

- sero and kam are mina’s ultimate hype men

- kacchan and deku-bed friends forever!

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Modern aemond targaryen HC’s

Requested by anon: hi girlie, saw you want some requests<3 if so, give us some thoughts about aemond in modern au!!

This is short so I apologize.

Taglist: @dangerousbluebirdpoetry @second-try-stevie @prettyinblack231

Warnings: Non

Aemond Targaryen was the middle child of the family.

Everyone in his family were horseback riders and everyone competed. Their family was always winning and one the bests in the world.

He how ever didn’t have a horse, no matter how hard he tried they just didn’t like him and he just wasn’t skilled enough.

The other kids in his family made fun of him for it so he constantly was putting himself down. So he focused on learning and keeping up with his school work and others interests. 

Then slowly his left eye started to lose its vision. Then he went totally blind in that eye. He hated it because it was another thing he would have to get bullied for.

Time flew by and Aemond started to get colder and quieter. The only ones he would talk to was his mother and sister, not to be confused for his older sister from a different mother.

He was very smart and went on to travel around world with his teammates for quizzes and tests. Decathlon team is one of the few things he participates in.

I see aemond doing a whole bunch of things. Like volunteering at a animal Shelter, maybe on the debate team, joining a summer baseball team. The list is endless.

Man also has a part time job as a barista- I know it’s over used but you know it’s true.

Of course Aemond is a straight A student. But don’t get it twisted he is not with “the nerds”. He’s a mix between the bad boy and the quiet kids. He doesn’t like to talk to anyone and has gotten into fights and beaten the shit out of someone more then once. 

You can disagree with me on many things. But what you will not do is think this man doesn’t wear dark academia clothing. He’s rich and had a sense of fashion- Need I say more? (Also pic at the top is what I pictured)

Vhagar. A retired race horse that his aunt laena had before she died, but he snuck in one night after losing his eye trying to find something he desperately was looking for. Vhagar was mean and didn’t trust anyone and that’s why she was almost put down before laena took her in. Now, she’s Aemonds.

Needless to say he also trains Vhagar back to being a race horse and his damn good at it.

Some small HC’s with dating modern Aemond? 

He would visit the animal shelter sometimes and only saw you there a few times, mostly coming in when you weren’t there.

He would see how loving and caring you were to the animals there but never really thought about you before one day having to work close with you.

You’d come in while he’s with a cat and he’s having a hard time trusting aemond but as soon as the cat sees you it will slowly poke it’s head out. “Hello little guy.” You looked over at aemond and gave him a wave, asking if it’s okay to be here.

He said yes and you sat down and let the cat slowly come out to you and started to make conversation with aemond. He start to notice how good looking you were and the way your gaze softed each time you looked at the cat.

Sooner or later the cat was on your lap and was purring as you pet it. “Come here.” You patted the floor next to you and he was hesitant but did it anyway. “He loves pets and you both needed a push.” Taking his hand in yours and placed it on the cat.

And to his surprise the cat leaned into his hand and you laughed softly and he couldn’t believe how lovely it sounded to him.

After that Aemond couldn’t get you out of his mind. He would ask when you worked to maybe get paired with you again and slowly you both formed a friendship.

Then he asked you out on a date. He was actually really nervous when he did and you couldn’t help but find it cute. When you got to know him better you saw he was way different and was actually really sweet.

Dating Aemond would include:

Coffee dates

Book shopping dates

Him reading to you/or you both reading the same books.

Mans romantic and will take you on a cute picnic.

Please cuddle him because he’s so touched starved.

Will hold onto your hand and waist protectively and be like a guard dog.

Him getting insecure sometimes.

Being his shoulder to cry on and him doing the same for you.

Him getting angry a lot and you calming him down.

His family loving you because they see how much happier he seems to be with you. Alicent thinks your a angel and loves you to death. 

Aegon might flirt with you and aemond getting dragged away by you to stop him from fighting his brother.

[joannaliceevans-fanficblog]

(I got this from Tumblr and whoever the person is, let me know and I will give you credit)

Credits to @ozarkthedog for the pic

Warnings: This will have public smut. Blow jobs, facial, and swallowing. 18+ only, NO MINORS.

Anways, I saw this and my hoeish mind went there. (Not to mention it was the first thing I thought of when I woke up this morning.)

The cool breeze came on the beautiful Boston afternoon. You were walking, hand in hand with the man you love. He took a break from filming and wasn't about to take his outfit off. (And you gave him a warning if he did) The leather brown jacket, with a marbled button up, and jeans.

The outfit set you off, the moment you walked into the set, to visit him for the day. You needed a day off from work, and so you stopped by. And you were so happy you did. You watched him on the side of the make shift brick building and him hanging against it. Looking around him, you felt your body turn to mush.

The harness around his crotch area, out lined your delicious prize. You knew, you got some this morning, but you can't help it.

And so, here you are. Walking and thinking about his bulge he had when he was on that harness. At this point, you felt your body turn into mush again, and started to heat up, even if it was cold out.

"Sweetheart-" You heard him say, as you realized that you stopped walking and he was staring down at you.

You slowly looked your way up, towards him and his damn blue eyes stared down at you. They had concern and curiosity flowing through.

You bit your bottom lip and and with out thinking you grabbed his collar and dragged him down the alley way.

You found an private area and hid between a small opening.

"Y/N what are you-whoa!" You heard him say, as you feverishly unbuttoned his belt and button of his jeans. Unzipping his pants, you went in took out his length.

Inhaling his musky scent, your mind went crazy. Your warm tongue grazed against him, and Chris let out a growl through his teeth.

"Babe, this is public. We can-"

"No one is watching babe."

"Honey, you'll be fine...me? NOT so-" Chris gritted his teeth, as you sucked him whole. You moaned, as your tongue swirled around his now hardening cock. You pulled away, then teased his swollen head. Swirling your tongue, around the tip and sucked him whol3 once more.

Your head thrust forward and paused when you reached the back of your throat. Chris's hands gripped the sides of your head and he grabbed handfuls of your hair and he began to fuck your mouth. Drool began to dribble down the sides of your mouth and you began to moan. You moaned, sucked, and slurpped as Chris fucked your tasty mouth.

"This is what you want, you slutty little girl?" Chris said, as he pulled out and you gasped for air.

"More-" You said, as you grabbed him and brought his meaty cock to your mouth. You stroked him, while you licked around his swollen balls. Sucking and licking. Your teeth scraped the thin skin and you looked up towards him. You licked your lips and continued your job.

With your hand on his length, you twist and you sucked him. Gave him a few deep throats, moaning at the same time. Then you felt his cock start to twitch, you pulled out and looked up to him. Giving you a smile, Chris began to stroke himself.

With his free hand, he placed it against your cheek.

"That's right, beg for it sweet girl, tell daddy you want some." Chris mocked you.

You licked your lips once more and opened your mouth.

Chris clenched his teeth, growling as streams of hot, thick sticky cum came shooting out. Landing on your face, and towards your mouth. You moaned, as you wiped some of it and licked your fingers clean.

Chris tucked himself back in and looked around to make sure no was around. And you were right. He gave you a handkerchief and you wiped off some of the rest.

"Now, that was something." Chris said, as he took your hand and walked back into the busy streets of Boston.

"Yes it was, and-"

Chris looked back at you and his eyes widened.

"Babe, I really have to get back to work." Chris said, as he paused and gave you warning look.

You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I know, I can wait...but can you?" You said, as your hand slid down to his crotch.

[amypihcs]

HELLO! Awfully late cause uni, got back home late, let's start with today's story! Watson is going like you-don't-know-what-i-saw

Well, he saw MANY things, but this one beats them all

He FAINTED on OUR HEARTRUG! They looked at each other. tried VERY HARD not to laugh. spat a lung laughing without ROARING with laughter (they will roar when Watson will write the case down and comment aloud to Holmes who WON'T be able to stifle his giggles, lol). Now -giggling- let's help this poor soul

BRANDY! the universal medicine (no, watson, just... no.)

Well, looks like it half works toh

Watson: absolute exhaustion -GLARE AT HOLMES- Maybe just hunger and fatigue Holmes: -angelic face and innocent whistling as he searches the client- (Watson WILL remind Holmes of Doctor Huxtable when he refuses to eat because 'he can't afford energies to digestion')

They're both so competent at the respective jobs! They're the perfect couple! Oh he's back to himself! Good! And he starts rambling as sure as he has the gift of word again. Give that man some milk and biscuits, PLEASE!

Huxtable gets a bit more back to himself and here we start talking business

No doctor, i'm sorry. My husband partner and i are damn busy. Is your case interesting important enough for me to move from A TON OF STUFF TO DO? WAINT, KIDNAPPED CHILD??!

TALK, MAN!

Holmes: Tried to keep it secret uh? - going through his index -Very silly of him! oh god, he has half the alphabet after his name. Mr Half-Alph-Man must be pretty important, uh? Headmaster: IMPORTANT. AND. RICH.

Lol, doctor, you know, right, that Holmes despises rich clients usually? Exp for the way they act

WAIT HOW MUCH DID YOU SAY?? Watson, we could send all our irregulars to university with THAT much money! AND have even less monetary worries than now AND buy that cottage we were talking about! We go, right? -insert watson nodding- Now, TELL US THE FACTS.

Holmes' detectivey senses are tingling. And is thanking god the headmaster TRULY CARES about the boy and is not going to say half truths! Guess Holmes' domestic abuse/messy domestic life traumas senses are also tingling!

Watson drinking his husband's imagine like it's the best hot chocolate ASIDE! Holmes is VERY annoyed by the way the case has been handled! You CAN'T give me such a case! The usual herd of buffalo must have passed already! gr! most DEPLORABLE!

And in fact Holmes is cursing every god he's heard of in his travels. In italian. We're professionals of that. How the HELL do you hope to find this boy now? Does his father even CARE?

A SCENT! FINALLY! A man on a bike disappeared as well! OH DOCTOR, please.

even Watson in our early days could do better than this. Love you Watson, you are MUCH better. Try and lubricate those gears in your head, headmaster, c'mon!

MAKES MORE SENSE, UH?

Well, did he receive anything that could've prompted a flight?

Oh yeah. Father of the year already. Holmes is UNIMPRESSED. (and as daughter of split parents i can say that the sympathies of the child are usually with the parents who behaves REASONABLY in a situation.)

Going over.

Ah, you also know from 'confidential talks.' wow. We'll go as soon as i get my suitcase, you telegraph and tell NOT to say that the Liverpool line has been a total blank. My dearest and myself can still solve something.

Mrs Hudson gets them a picnic basket (i loved that scene from the granada serie. perfect.) and they get to the school.

GASP! LETTER ON THE TABLE! PSST PSST PSST.

Get that man some chamomille, please. He needs it. No need to be this anxious, doctor.

BUT OF COURSE. The duke. He doesn't look like in the pics.

So I, DOCTOR WATSON, will describe him PROPERLY. Oh and the secretary is quite pretty, uh. Yes, Holmes, i love you and you only, but you need to admit he was pretty. (Holmes gets kissed after this-)

W-what? STOP FAULTING THE ONE MAN WHO DID THE RIGHT THING!

It's almost as you wouldn't want the case to be solved, Wilder... Well, languid time for Holmes. I LIKE this case, the air is good and my handsome partner has been pestering em for country air for months. I shall UNDOUBTEDLY take this case. You decide if you help me or i fuck you up!

Poor doctor toh! Luckily the duke has still a brain somewhere there.

Holmes asks some questions and then... last one. the letter!

oh YES, god forbid HiS GrAcE had to lift his noble ass. Of COURSE you posted it, Wilder.

Let's see how this case will go!

[dellinah]

I worked at the Bronx Zoo in 1995 and there was an old man volunteering there who in the 1920s saw their live thylacine. Sad conversation with him b/c he'd always known it was a special opportunity to see it, but he couldn't describe it as anything special - what he was saying was what you would say if asked to describe the video clips. The pure experience of it cannot be transmitted. I have loved thylacines my whole life and feel cheated. We were all cheated.

Woah! Lucky you :D There are probably not that many (if any) people alive today who saw a thylacine as kids and were old enough then to remember it still, since the last one died in 1936. Pretty cool that you met someone who did and got the chance to talk to him about it! Even if he didn't find it that special, I'd say that that puts you closer to tassies than most of us will ever be in a way :P Not many people can say they saw an extinct animal alive, so I think that alone is pretty cool too. I'd have asked him to describe so many details he'd probs be annoyed, lol. I can see why some people would think they aren't special, but I do. Yes, a lot of the wonder and mistique around them comes from the fact that they are extinct, but I think they're special on their own.

Possums that looked like wolves. What's not to love?

I love that you sent this ask, actually. It warmed my thylacine-loving heart in a way :'3 have some other pictures I took in the museum as a thank you (the lighting there is terrible for pics, but hopefully you enjoy it still)

But honestly, I get you. There are things that can't be said with words, and I think experiences are one of those things. Even with the most eloquent of descriptions, I think you can never fully understand what someone else went through or felt at a certain situation. I know that if I got to see a living thylacine, I'd never be able to convey what it meant to me. Even if most people found it dumb/didn't get why it was special to me. Heck, people at the museum were probably confused as to why I was crying at a mounted animal oop

It's sad, but in a way, thylacines disappeared twice. Once when the last one passed away, and again when the last people who saw them alive passed away too. First they were gone, and lived on only as memories. Now that the memories are gone as well since those people are (most likely) gone too, we only have the ghosts - the pictures, the drawings, the videos, which shape the ideas we get of them. Like you said, you, and I, and anyone else who wishes to see them, were robbed.

All we have of the thylacine is old. A video I've seen a million times, pictures that will never move or make a sound. We were robbed of so much when it comes to them. We were robbed of their sound, of their colors, their behavior. We have nothing now. We'll never know what they sounded like, or watch them hunt, or learn more about them. Really, all we have is ghosts and other people's memories as we look at the pictures other people took.

And that will have to do.

Little story for yall: when I was at the museum, there was a little girl with her dad there too. She'd jump from one animal to another, asking him to tell her where each animal lived (as the exibitions were labeled by place of origin of the animals). They got to the tassie the same time that I did, and when she asked "where does this one live?" he read the sign and replied "It doesn't live anymore. It doesn't have a home anywhere. They're gone."

And then they walked away, and I didn't see them anymore. But man, that hit hard. I keep hearing that in my head, over and over again.

It doesn't live anymore.

It doesn't have a home anywhere.

They're gone.

That dad and little girl probably didn't think anything of it. But I'll never forget that. How thylacines once lived, once had a home.

And now, there's none.

Been thinking of incorporating those sentences into a drawing of them or smth. I know it's very r/im14andthisisdeep but let me weird about them ok they make me sad

But yeah, that's my thylacine rant for the night. Because there aren't enough of those in my blog :P Thanks again for this, as it allowed me to ramble oops. Hope you doing well!

[theshimadaslovers]

Hiii!!! How are you?

First I want to say that I love everything you write, and that I am a complete SIMP of your story "Cakes for Reaper".

And second, I wanted to know if you would be willing to write an Inspired By Art with this image...

If you don't want to write it thats okay too, I send you a lot of hugs and kisses🥰❤

AAAWWW Thank you so much! I saw your repost! This is so sweet! ❤❤ And I love that pic so much ;^; I'm so glad that IBA is working! 🌹💪

Obs; I GOT 2 VERSIONS (Maybe more?) FOR THAT IBA 😈

IBA - INSPIRED BY ART

VERSION 1

A FRIEND

Summary: Genji is trying to make Hanzo make new friends after got into Overwatch. Both were sitting at the garden of a big house in a mountain that Overwatch stays on the weekends when there's no mission.

Hanzo- I don't need friends, Genji. Let just meditate, please!

Genji- But you neeed!

Hanzo- But I don't want too!

Genji- I don't fucking care if you want or not! You neeeeed!

Hanzo- Friends doesn't help in anything! How many times you came to me as kid complaining about your "friends"?

Genji- Hey! Some of them was nice!

Hanzo- "some" of them?

Genji- Everybody had once a fake friend! The FFF!

Hanzo- ....F...F...F?

Genji- Yeah, is for Fucking Fake Friend.

Hanzo- *sighs* right...friends are headaches.

Genji- Hey! What about...Tracer?

Hanzo- Talk to much.

Genji- Mercy?

Hanzo- Just talk about medicine.

Genji- Wha...? Ok...aaah, Brigitte?

Hanzo- Nice but...wait, why you're only picking the girls?!

Genji- Ok ok! Rein?

Hanzo- Too loud! Energetic!

Genji- If you keep looking only to those things you'll never have one! This is obvious! Cassidy?

Hanzo- Can you just stop?!

You- Guys? *looking at both holding a tray* Are you guys fighting again?

Genji- No! He's just a stubborn!

Hanzo- *frozed after looking at you*

You- *laughs* Of course he's a stubborn, Genji, he's your brother *approaches and put the tray with tea and cake between them* You're the same.

Genji- I'm not stubborn, come on! *silence* just a little.

You- Is a family thing *chuckles sitting together* I bring some cake that I made it...by the way, what are you guys talking about?

Hanzo- Genji want me to have friends...*roll eyes*

You- You don't have?

Genji- He said that "No! I don't want friends! I hate people!" *making a funny impression*

Hanzo- I don't sound like that and I didn't said that I hate people!

You- *chuckles* I'm not your friend, Han?

Hanzo- I...I don't want to sound rude but...I don't know if I should.

Genji- You know what? Deal with him, y/n...*pick up the cake and the tea* I'll eat in peace. *get out of there* What I stubborn dickhead....

You- *looking him go* So....*back to Hanzo* Why are you so afraid?

Hanzo- I'm not afraid...I just don't need that friendship stuff.

You- Well...you're a lonely wolf, aren't you? *smile*

Hanzo- Hm...I guess I am.

You- You know a lonely wolf can't survive for too long, right? He needs to find a family.

Hanzo- *sighs* I survived until now...I like my solitude.

You- I like mine too...*sit close to him looking at the view* But, sometimes I need someone to spend time together, gossiping...make fun, playing games... is cool. Is not with everyone, of course, is only with who makes me comfortable.

Hanzo- ...*look at you* Like me?

You- Yes.

Hanzo- But...why?

You- Because your aura is good and comfortable to stay around.

Hanzo- *chuckles* Sometimes, you sound like Zenyatta.

You- *laughs* Maybe I'm spending too much time with him!

Hanzo- Keep spending...he's a good master. So...I'm...a comfortable zone?

You- For me, yes. You're a good man, Han. I hope someday you have that knowledge of yourself.

Hanzo- Good...*sighs* After all I've done, how could you?

You- Hanzo, this is past...*sighs looking at him* Stays where it belongs, in the past. The memories, traumas, can be worked out.

Hanzo- I was a terrible human being, y/n! I killed people and my bro-! *looked away closing his eyes* I harmed so many innocents...I was in a mafia! My family...my reputation...my honour...

You- Dosen't matter now, Shimada...What matter is what those traumas made you be who you're now! You changed...you fought for so long. You deserve to be loved. *hold his hand making him look at you a little lost in how to react* You. Are. A. Good. Man.

Hanzo- What makes me that man?

You- *smiles* You want me to say it? Well...you love to help and care, you're gently, patient, helpful, a golden heart man. Is a man that, I knew, since the first time I saw you, I knew how broken that man was. You're broken, Han, but doesn't mean that you're villain or good, you're just human. Be broken is being human.

Hanzo- *looking at you listening to every word*

You- The Hanzo Shimada of ten years ago is not the same one now. Everything that happened there, doesn't matter now.

Hanzo- But...I killed my own brother...*you could see his eyes watering for your surprise*

You- It wasn't you...You told me your side of the story and I promise one thing to you, Han, my friend... it wasn't you. They did that, they must die for that! You didn't have a choice.

Hanzo- I...! *look away*

You- *smiles* Hey, you trusted me to tell your story, you darkest secrets...this is friendship, you know?

Hanzo- *look at you again*

You- Why me, Han? You could have told that to anybody.

Hanzo- *silence*...I...trust you. That's all.

You- Are you sure?

Hanzo- ....*cleans throat* You...Is...! Is just you. I like you.

You- *giggles* I like you too, Hanzo, that's why you're my friend! And...trust me, ok? *put the hand on his shoulder* I'll be here even in your darkest times. I'll never disappoint you.

Hanzo- *blush looking at you* Arigatou...*sighs* I didn't knew that you think like that.

You- I only express my feelings and thoughts when needed.

Hanzo- When I...said...that I like you I...I mean it. *blushing harder and hold the cloth of his pants*

You- Oh...! *blush* Wh-what? Really? Wait! You mean...! Lo...ve?

Hanzo- I guess so...?

You- Well, maybe is just a admiration?

Hanzo- Maybe...*looking away*

You- So...when you look at me, what comes in your mind?

Hanzo- *sighs and close his eyes* Hm... I can't tell, is a mix of feelings. I can't pick one.

You- *laughs* It's ok...but I like you too, Hanzo, for real *kiss his cheek* Remember, I'll be here, always *gets up* And eat the cake.

Hanzo- *looking at the view while you go away*... *look at the cake...it was his favorite one, the white strawberry cake* ....!!! *hide his burning blushed face km his hands(pic)* She's so cute...! Why my heart is so stupidly fast?! I want to marry her! Oh my dragons...! I hate her for that....! *sighs and go back to normal* ....*giggling and slap his face* Stop it! Idiot! *silence and look at the cake making him smile again* Well...I guess I finally gain something meaningful in my life...love. *pick up the cake*

I can't wait for the version 2 💪 hope you like it!