#and so on and so forth! you can be soooo annoying!!!

[unnonexistence]

the problem with magic the gathering is i want to make a new deck

[mattscoquette]

bf!matt with a pouty!gf

your arm was hooked around matt’s bicep and your cheek rested on his shoulder while you both waited in line in the cafe, softly murmuring about what you were both getting. the second the weather dropped and the leaves began to change color, you’d made it a point to go to your favorite local cafe to try the new fall drinks.

“i think that apple cider shit looks good,” matt mumbled, turning his head to speak into your hair as he planted a kiss to your head, “what are you gettin’, doll?”

you hummed softly, looking up at him with a smile. “white mocha.”

he scoffed, playfully rolling his eyes. “you always get that.”

“it’s good, though.” you giggled, hiding your face in his arm.

the both of you continued your light banter until you got to the register, the both of you ordering your respective drinks before heading to the end of the counter to wait. while you were standing, matt tugged you into his chest, hugging you closely as you both swayed back and forth. you both often found solace in just being close with one another. matt perked his head up at the sight of the barista placing two coffee cups down at the counter, softly mumbling to you that your drinks were both ready.

the two of you grabbed your drinks before heading out the door, heading down the street as you walked hand in hand to go for a small walk. you both admired all the little stores you passed, the windows on full display for the autumn season that was now upon you.

“this is soooo good.” you sighed after taking a long sip, looking up at matt with a smile.

“yeah, so’s mine,” he mumbled in agreement as he looked at you over the cup while he drank.

“can i have a little sip?” you smiled, perking up.

matt laughed, shaking his head. “no.”

you eyed went wide as you whined, dramatically and almost childlike, “what? why not?”

“you shoulda ordered this instead of your white mocha shit.” he chuckled, sounding matter of fact while he took another sip tauntingly.

“matty, please?” you pouted, stopping in the middle of the side walk to peer up at him, your best pleading eyes on display.

“no,” he pouted back as his bottom lip jutted out, his expression laced with faux sympathy.

you huffed in annoyance, clearly upset. you flicked your eyes down, then back up again, tears beginning to well. “please?” you rasped again

matt laughed, shaking his head yet again. “no, baby, you got your own drink. drink that.”

“you’re so mean.” you whined, a couple tears falling as you tried to rapidly blink them back.

matt was used to you overly-sensitive nature by now. when you’d first started dating, matt was always in a state of constant worry about what could possibly set you off, and try to find ways to calm you. now, he knew it was nothing serious. he knew that you would get over it and the world would continue to turn.

“yeah, i am, aren’t i?” matt chuckled down at you, softly cupping your cheek and wiping a tear with his thumb.

you sniffled, nodding your head as tears pooled out of your eyes. “yeah, i just wanted a sip an’ you’re not lettin’ me.”

“aww, poor baby,” he cooed teasingly, pulling you into his chest. he wrapped his arms around tightly, softly stroking your hair, “i’m just the worst, right? never met anyone meaner than your matty.”

you whined into his chest. “stop makin’ fun of me, you’re being so mean.”

“i know, i know,” he mumbled into your hair with a smirk.

you sniffled and cried for a few more minutes before pulling away, wiping your tears away with the sleeve of your sweater. you looked up at matt, still a bit upset as he laughed. “matty it’s not funny.”

he shook his head, leaning in to kiss your forehead before letting his hands fall to your hips, giving them a squeeze. “i know it’s not. this is serious.”

you huffed, pulling away from his grip as you joined hands once more, continuing your walk down the street, only this time a bit more annoyed. you sighed, taking another sip of your white mocha, smiling to yourself quietly, gaining matt’s attention.

“what’s got you so giggly over there, princess? they put somethin’ funny in your coffee?” matt asked with a smirk playing on his lips and his eyebrow raised.

you shook your head. “no, this is just really good an’ i’m glad i got this and not apple cider.”

© mattscoquette | taglist

[spaceshipellie]

Can you write a soccer!ellie x fem!reader where It’s fluff before Ellies game and then her team loses and she fucks you roughly after out of anger? <3

soccer!ellie x fem!reader

warnings: dom!ellie, sub!reader, fingering (r receiving), strap usage (r receiving), fucks you in her soccer tshirt, slight dacryphilia, spit, slight spanking, reader wears a skirt, 18+ MDNI

author’s note: firstly i am SO SORRY this took me a million years to get to but i hope you still love it. sporty ellie whether it’s soccer, volleyball, hockey, whatever makes me soooo hot and bothered (not to mention all the sporty ellie fanart ??? makes me weak in the knees every time)

no one could deny that ellie was hot as fuck, especially when she was playing soccer. the way she moved so quickly and strategically. the way she’d stride along lifting her top up to wipe sweat from her face, exposing her abs. all the girls at her games fawned over her but you were the only one she ever gave a shit about. she loved looking up at you in the stands and seeing your pretty smile as you looked at her, giving her a little wave or even mouthing an “i love you.”

it was about ten minutes before the game was about to start and you were currently standing before her, cupping her face whilst her hands securely held your waist that adorned one of her soccer shirts.

“you’re going to be amazing, baby.”

“always am when i’ve got my little good luck charm cheering me on.”

you smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her lips before you felt a towel come flying at you both.

“williams, we’re on in five, keep it in your pants,” the coach said.

ellie rolled her eyes at them, throwing out a “yeah yeah, i’m coming” before giving you another quick kiss and squeeze on your waist.

“i’ll see you later, baby,” she smiled, licking her lips.

“good luck.” you stole another quick peck before scampering off, ellie eyeing you up as you left.

you watched intently throughout the game. it was very back and forth with who was in the lead and with only two minutes to go and ellie’s team a few points behind, you were getting nervous. you could see it in ellie’s face too and the way she paced with her jaw clenched.

soon enough, the buzzer went indicating the game was over and ellie’s team had lost. you could see her and her teammates all hugging and patting each other on the back and mumbling things to each other and you braced yourself for dealing with a pissed off ellie later.

you were now at home after ellie had showered and changed in the locker room and she had ranted about the game for the entire drive, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the steering wheel. you had mostly just been listening, sensing that she needed to get the frustration out of her system. well, ranting about it was one way but you could think of some other things that normally helped.

whilst she was slumped in a chair, arms folded across her chest and an aggravated pout on her face, you stood behind her and started gently massaging her shoulders.

“sorry about the game, baby. there will be others.”

“i know but doesn’t make it any less fucking annoying.”

“you were still amazing out there.” you continued rubbing her shoulders comfortingly.

“we should have fucking won,” she grumbled, bouncing her knee in irritation.

you leant down to kiss her temple gently and left more soft kisses down towards the curve of her neck before leaving one behind her ear and whispering.

“wanna use me to feel better about it?”

something in her must have snapped because she then shot up from her seat and grabbed your arms to pull you close, her own arms trapping you against her. a tiny smirk graced her features.

“oh yeah? that’s what you want?”

“that’s what i want,” you spoke quietly, your hand gripping her hair to pull her closer to you.

she hungrily kissed you, her hands exploring your entire body as she pushed you towards your shared bedroom. she ripped off her hoodie leaving her in her wife pleaser before pushing you down onto the bed. you whined a little as you bounced with the impact on the mattress. she looked down at you sitting on the edge of the bed, like you were her prey and she was starving. your skirt had bunched up a little, giving her a peak at the skimpy red underwear you had on. she shoved your legs apart and admired the wet fabric, chuckling to herself before using her other hand to grip both your cheeks between her fingers and kissed you, her hot open mouth on yours. she teased your clit through your underwear with light strokes.

“i think you kinda like the fact that we lost,” she taunted.

“no.” your voice didn’t sound very convincing.

“you sure? sure you don’t like it when i take my anger out on you like this?” her fingers pressed harder against your clit. you couldn’t find the words to say.

“speak up, baby.”

“i-i-fuck ellie, i like it.”

she smiled smugly to herself. “good girl.”

she started to peel your underwear off your legs, a string of cum breaking as she pulled it away from your aching cunt.

“you gonna let me do whatever i want with you?” her finger toyed with your hole.

“please, ellie,” you tried to nod, her grip still holding your face.

she shoved two fingers all the way in and her pace was immediately relentless. you cried out as she fucked into you, the tips of her fingers hitting that spot every time.

“so fucking wet for me, pretty girl, and i’ve only just started.”

you let out a squeaky moan as you already felt yourself wanting to close your legs but you resisted. her hand on your face slid down to pull the soccer top up, exposing your tits. she pushed the fabric towards your mouth indicating for you to hold it in place so she could squeeze your boobs, pinching your nipples occasionally.

“i think you can take another for me,” she said as she pushed a third finger inside.

your arms grew tired from holding yourself up but you pushed through it as she suddenly got down on her knees and spat directly on your cunt. you both watched as it dribbled down over your clit and got caught in the rapid movements of her fingers fucking in and out. your cries were muffled by the fabric in between your teeth.

she left bite marks and sloppy kisses all along your thighs. she moved her hand away from your tits and starting rubbing her fingers side to side on your clit. the added pleasure brought tears to your eyes and she looked up at you.

“can’t handle it, baby? come on, i know you can.”

your moans were unholy as you felt it building up in you lower stomach. your ears were practically ringing except for the wet sounds of your cunt and her words.

“ellie, i’m gonna–“ the top dropped from your mouth and a whimper cut you off as her fingers kept torturing you through your release. the familiar clear liquid splashed and dripped down her wrist and forearm.

“shit, baby, you fucking squirted.”

still in a daze, you looked down at where her fingers were still buried inside you but were now still and her arm and the mattress under your ass was wet. your fucked out pussy couldn’t stop clenching even when she pulled out and kissed you, grabbing your skirt and yanking it down, tossing it somewhere in the room. she quickly span you around so that you were lying flat on your stomach and gave your ass a quick slap. you could hear her undoing her jeans behind you and shuffling around with something. something you assumed to be her strap. the bed then dipped either side of you as she leant on her hands above you.

“lift up,” she instructed, shoving a pillow under your hips so that your ass was propped up better.

she kissed and grazed her teeth on the back of your shoulder and relished in seeing the massive “williams” stated across your back. you were hers and everyone at that game knew it. you lifted your ass up in desperation and felt the tip of the strap against it.

“you needy for my dick, baby?”

you moaned an mmhmm in response.

“once just wasn’t enough, huh? you need to be stuffed again?”

“ellie…please.”

she started rubbing the tip of the strap over your slippery folds. she seemed to take an agonisingly long time in teasing you like that before she eventually pushed it in, bottoming out making you gasp against the mattress. she used one arm to hold herself up and used the other to grip your waist, pushing and pinning it down into the bed as she started to fuck into you. her thrusts were hard and they slowly got faster and faster until you were practically blubbering at how good and overwhelming it felt. the praises and filth that left her mouth whilst she had her way with you were never ending.

“you’re taking my dick so well.”

“such a good girl letting me use you like this.”

“so good to me, baby.”

it was pushing you over the edge as she brutally slammed in and out of you. your moans became more strangled and loud despite your face being pressed into the bed. she gave your ass a few slaps before roughly gripping the flesh and spreading it so she had a better view of your stretched out pussy and the cum that was forming a ring around her strap. you were so sensitive it was almost too much but being completely pinned under her, you couldn’t move away even if you wanted to, which you didn’t of course. she wasn’t completely wrong before, of course you didn’t want her to lose but you also weren’t going to complain about what it had led to.

“oh fuckfuckfuck,” you pathetically cried.

“come for me, show me how good i’m making you feel.”

your whole body shook as you came and you felt empty when she eventually pulled out. you whined and wiggled your hips, gaining a low laugh from her. she dragged some of your cum that was dripping down to your clit and pushed it back inside of you with two of her fingers. she worked them in and out slowly whilst brushing your hair away so she could leave a kiss behind your ear.

“don’t worry, baby. i’m not done with you yet.”

[feinyan]

I need more Damon's boyfriend text....or whatever. anything, I'm starving for a Damon content 😭😭

ROMANCE TROPE featuring. damon maitsu, kai monteago and wolfgang akire

more below the cut .. no texts but this has damon so.

# damon maitsu

hear me out on .. sort of enemies to lovers with the ultimate debater himself ?? damon and you who bicker constantly, always comparing and teasing amongst yourselves.

i can see damon thinking of you as someone lower than him, someone whose time shouldnt occupy his own oh-so important time. i mean, he has soooo much more important things to focus on. but eugh, your conflicts, your constant bickering, led to … weird, thrilling feelings, something that led to wanting more. this need grew overwhelmingly frustrating, which interrupted his thoughts. his mind could no longer find itself hyper focused on debating and studying despite his best attempts, because now, he always found that you were somewhere in the back of his mind. small reminders of you would spark a disruption within his head, one that led him to feel a hot, annoyed feeling in his chest.

pushing the tip of your finger into his shirt, you tilted your head to the side, a smug grin tugging at your lips.

“oh! would you look at that. what happened to your cocky attitude? not so confident now huh, mr debater?” you’d hummed, a sheet of paper firmly held within your fingers, waving it back and forth in front of his eyes. he’d narrowed his eyes in exchange, gaze flickering between your own and the wall behind you.

a huff escaping his lips, he’d finally regained his composure, his flustered face cooled down at least a little. “.. oh shut up, you managed to finally get a grade higher than me, congrats.” his muttering was sarcastic, clasping his fingers around your wrists and pulling them away from himself.

“for once? im pretty sure last exam i—“

“.. yeah yeah, that’s enough from you.” he’d interrupted, letting go of your wrists and instead throwing a hand over your mouth to prevent your sentence from being finished. with a muffled protest, you raised an arm to tug at the hand covering your lips with a struggle. damon couldn’t help but snicker at this, eyes making contact with your own helpless ones. finally managing to pull his hand away, you took a step back, annoyance apparent in your face.

turning around, prepared to make your way to your next class, you paused in place for a moment. “start focusing on your grades more, you’ve been lazy recently.”

a sigh from damon could be heard from behind you, accompanied by the shuffling of his pants. probably him putting his hands in his pockets. with a grumble, he responded. “it was by 4%. i’ve been busy with other things.”

“hmm, do you need encouragement? let me think,”

he remained quiet.

“if you get a higher grade than me on the next assignment, you can take me out on a date.”

“… the- huh? the hell?” he stammered, for a second, he was almost certain he’d heard wrong. but when you only replied with a giggle, beginning to make your way through the hallway, your words were surely made clear. gross. he didn’t know how that made him feel, yet a hot feeling began to consume his insides at the thought you’d offered into his mind, one that tugged at his heart — a feeling he disliked. one that pissed him off. he’d remained quiet in place, mouth slightly hung open as he watched you skip off all innocently. yet the pounding in both his chest and head was one that he couldn’t stay quiet about.

“you idiot .. y/n, wait up.”

# kai monteago

kai is the biggest secret dating troupe ever .. do you hear me. hello. guys. please hello!!!

kai — who shouldn’t have a partner to begin with. his fans are .. pretty obsessive to say the least, and getting a partner would totally make him lose popularity! therefor, when he met you, despite how desperately he wanted to show you off to the world, he was pestered until he finally agreed to keep it silent. his conflicting feelings though, were ones he never shut up about.

“… kaaaai,” you muttered, stretching out your body in attempts to free yourself from his tight grasp. it didn’t work. he clung to you harder, wet lips pressing against your cheek and lips time after time. this drew a giggle from your lips, turning your head to the side so you’d have the opportunity to speak.

though, kai spoke first.

“babyyyyy! i couldn’t kiss you aaaall day! let me have this!” a dramatic whine arose from him, burying his head into the crook of your neck with a huff. a sigh left your throat as you placed your head atop his own, rubbing his back with your hand.

“.. you’re such a baby, kai.”

# wolfgang akire

im not really sure but maybe arranged marriage ?? the idea of the uncomfortable, awkward feeling of marrying someone who you don’t know, yet wolfgangs display of kindness and tender actions despite the situation slowly causing you two to form a sweet bond. things like cooking you breakfast every morning no matter how early he’d have to wake up, buying you little gifts and treating you even though he doesnt need to.

sitting across from wolfgang, you kept your eyes on the food. an awkward silence always lingered whenever the two of you shared a meal together, yet slowly but surely, its been getting lighter.

“did you enjoy the breakfast id made you this morning?” his words came off in a gentle tone, interrupting the silence between the two of you. lifting your head, your eyes immediately met his eyes. eyes that were already staring at your own, and had probably been for awhile now.

taking a moment to respond, you nodded with a smile. “yeah, thank you, i really like strawberries.” you’d hummed a cheery response. he gave a smile in exchange to your last comment.

“is that so? i’ll try to include them in more of your meals then.”

a kind offer, but you shook your head. “.. ah, you don’t have to make me meals. you wake up really early for it. i do appreciate it a lot but—“

he cut you off with a shake of his own head.

“no need, you’re my spouse, its the least i could do.”

@ feinyan

[matchadobo]

Hello cha :) congrats on the 500 followers! ❤️‍🔥

Can i request the forced proximity dialogue 2? I'm thinking maybe in a camping setup and Y/N's tent would be compromised and she'd have to move to Kid's 🤭. Kid would be soooo worried but of course, he'd be tsundere about it 🤣🤣🤣🤣

KIDD; on the same tent

wc: 1381

dialogue: "never figured you for this much of a cuddler."

warning/s: fluff, sleeping together (like actually sleeping wwwww), cuddling, nothing really intense, wrote this with the thought of fem reader but gn could apply :)

eustass kidd has a crush on you. but he fucks you up so bad and always makes it his mission to annoy the absolute shit out of you–it's the only way he knows how to get your attention.

he got on you nerves, really. he was always first to counter you so you could have a back and forth with him and you hate how he's so smart and witty with it. he always one ups you and shows off how great he is, as if he's always trying to rile up a competition with you. and with the teasing, he never misses to fluster you and make you lose your tongue because he always hits the right pressure points with you.

it's a wonder you guys are in the same friend group but somehow hates each other's guts, not kidd though–matter of fact, he's crazy for you and everyone knows it but you.

so when your class went out camping for a project in a course, you made it your mission to stay as far away as possible from him.

"you're really gonna set up your tent up there while the rest of us are down here? terrain ain't lookin' fine in there." kidd peeked up the small cliff that leads to flat ground where you picked your tent spot. "thought you were smart."

"i'm missing the part where it's your business where i place my tent." you didn't spare him a glance, busying yourself with setting up your tent.

kidd raised his hands to surrender, leaving you be but is still keeping an eye out for you. soon enough, the class carried on with some camping activities: roasting barbecue and singing by the fire. until one of you guys whipped out cases of beer and gave everyone their share. that's when things got a little too out of hand.

everyone let loose, some showed different parts of themselves like being loud or dancing too much. someone almost got caught fire. you were no different either, your once reserved self let off a little too much steam and it got people looking. kidd was watching you the whole time. and so was the other guys who had their eye out for you.

so when kidd noticed a group of idiots advancing towards you, he was first to butt in and sit beside you—taking the place they were oh so desperate to take in a heartbeat.

"feelin' lightheaded, shortcake?" kidd blurted out, chugging off his beer bottle dry. "seems you can't hold your alcohol well, aye?"

"stop talking, my head hurts." you waved your hand tiredly, not even thinking who you're talking to.

"weaklings shouldn't fuck around rum, you're makin' a fool of yourself." kidd snatched the bottle off of your grip effortlessly. for the record, you were too drunk to have a proper grip.

"jackass." you rolled your eyes, pulling yourself up to stand but stumbling over your steps embarrasingly. kidd almost caught you but some bastard butted in, offering to take you to his tent since his is just near and yours is pretty far away. the bastard was spouting bullshit so you can get some rest. kidd sensed something foul with this one and he was quite literally seething.

you wouldn't agree either way, but you were too weak to protest. guess it was a bad idea having rum for the first time, especially in the wild like this. but before you could decline, you ended up puking on the guy.

he soon exclaimed in disgust, latching off of you as he padded off his puke-coated shirt. immediately getting turned off by you.

kidd exploded into maniacal laughter, falling over his seat as he watched the scene unfold. he found it hilarious. "i was gonna let you run off but seems you lost your ticket."

you ignored him. but instead, you don't know what came over you because you faced and gestured at him," mine's too far away so i'll sleep in yours." you made a beeline to it, not even waiting for his response and headed straight to his tent. kidd sobered up immediately to chase after you. cuz god forbid you would do this fucking sober.

before kidd could pull you out, you were already settled, fast asleep on his sleeping bed. it was a mistake that he rolled it out way too early. but he wouldn't let you sleep anywhere else either.

he sighed and zipped up the tent, still settling outside with his mates and leaving you be. he kept an eye out his tent the entire time while he was screwing around with his friends by the fire.

once it got late and the alcohol kicked in, kidd headed to his tent because his body felt heavy. but it seems no one was aware you're in his tent, no one mentioned anything about it.

kidd found you snoring and cuddled up in his sheets, he laughed to himself realizing he's got nowhere to sleep now that you've comfortably taken up his place. but he was way too tired to argue, and he wouldn't want to snatch the covers off of you when you looked that comfortable.

so he just zipped up his sweater and lied next to you, keeping a certain distance so as to not wake you up or give you the wrong idea. what baffled him more was that you were gradually scooting closer to him and nestling in his arm. as if forcing yourself closer to his torso and into his embrace.

that's why kidd decided to fuck it and just pull you close, he needs some sort of warmth. plus, you taking up his place would be enough reason for him to do this to you. something to get even with, on his eyes. his arm around your shoulder and as you subconcnsciously entangled your limbs with him. he soon drifted off to sleep and snored the night away.

until you woke up at 5 in the morning when you start to see the gradual lightening of the skies. you almost shot up your position when you pieced everything together and realized you were fucking sleeping and fucking cuddling with eustass kidd.

but you couldn't even move, because he kept you firm in place. it seems as if he's aware you're awake.

"never figured you for this much of a cuddler." you can hear the grin on his tone. "look how much you're latching on to me."

you finally garnered the strength to escape his grip, or he just let loose and decided to stop fucking with you. once you did, he put on a fake wince from the numbness of his arm as a result of you using it as a pillow the entire night.

"nothing else happened, right?" you asked out of absolute fear, looking over your shoulder.

"what difference would it make? minutes ago, we're so comfortable, ain't we?" his morning voice wasn't helping either. his voice was already deep and the certain drop and hoarseness of it was messing with your brain. the fact that his cologne latched onto your sweater and clung into your nares was enough to leave your mind in a flurry.

"kidd, be fucking real." you pushed him, irritated at his cockiness once again.

"hey, don't go hostile on me. you're the one who went here on you're own, fuckin' grabbed all my shit and slept with it. not to mention, you clung onto me like a damn koala bear. if i had anythin' to do with this, you'd shiver to death outside my tent." he grabbed his pillow and the blanket you once hoarded to go back to sleep. but that's not true, it'd be him shivering outside if that were ever the case.

"should've just asked me to leave. i'll go now." you gave up, not even wanting to talk to him about this.

"and let everyone see you got out my tent? now, isn't that somethin' to talk about." he was cocky, arrogant as he spelled it out for you. this motherfucker is enjoying this.

he's right. fuck, just like that again. he keeps giving you reasons to agree with him, just like in any other situations you two are in. you're starting to think that he's intentionally putting you two in these situations to just piss you off. but clearly, you screwed up this time.

"so what do you want me to fucking do?!" you turned to him, pushed on edge as you realized you're trapped in here with him.

"get back to bed." he shut his eyes with one arm spread out, almost like an invitation. he was slowly drifting off to sleep as you lose your head over this ordeal. "wouldn't hurt to cuddle a bit more if we've been doin' it the entire night."

SHIIIIT i got inactive again 🙇‍♀️

thank you for the request anon! 🌷 sorry for the long wait 😭🫰

first of all everything happened all at once i'm tellin ya ✋🥵 finals happened and we had a looooot of projects and up until now i'm still enjoying my vacay (rotting in my bed). i haven't had the will to pick this up but here we are <3 i hope to release more stuff hihihi i've also finished the cookbook thing so that's something to look forward to 😍

againnn very sorry for those who are waiting, but little by little i hope to get inspired again 💪🤩

if you're interested for my 500 follower event, you can check out this post. so far i still have 6/15 slots overall 🫰

[fashionteahouse]

🌸it’s meeee🌸

I think I need to request a very jealous Seth! We know he has the kindest purest soul, but if let’s say his imprint saw an old guy friend from high school and hugged them…he might just cause a fight 🤭🤭 angst and happy ending- in more ways than one??

Can you do it for Quil perhaps too? You da bommmmbbbb.com

Thank you love!!

okay no problem , thanks for the compliment ! sorry i haven’t been as active as i wanted to, you guys 😪 i just got a new phone today and my laptop is coming in the mail in a couple of days ! hope you enjoy :)

can i call you tonight - seth clearwater x reader / quil ateara x reader

The meaty finger pointed to the protagonist.

“It’s the only reason why I’m seeing this movie. Other than that, it would be cheesy.”

You slightly shake your head at Seth, “That’s how I know you’re lying. You like scary movies in general.”

Seth chuckled as you then both walked to a concession stand line.

You fold to the side with a slight groan, a chuckle was in your ears as the foreign finger poked your side.

Seth looked to you with questioning, most of all, to the guy with questioning.

“Look who it is?”

“Ugh, you.” you playfully say with a grin. He bear hugged you as you chuckled.

Your old guy friend from high school. It’s been some time, but you still ask, “How have you been?”

“Nothing much.” he says with a smile and you step into his hug. Seth tried his best to not be so jealous. He was seething.

He cleared his throat when the guy didn’t let go immediately.

Impatient was something that was dripping off of his aura as he threw daggers at the guy who was still smug.

“This is my amazing boyfriend, Seth.” you say as you take Seth’s hand. He was glad you were showing him off, but his face didn’t show it as he continued to glare at the guy in front of him.

“How’s it going?” the guy says and sticks his hand out to Seth.

Seth looked at the hand and back to the guy’s face. The guy awkwardly closed his hand and nervously chuckled.

“Alright then. You got a stick as a boyfriend.” your old friend joked.

“I can show you how sticks can break your bones.” Seth stepped to him but your firm hand is holding his chest back from moving further.

“Seth, don’t mind him. He has cornflakes for brains.” you tell your protective boyfriend but you bit back a smile. He was jealous and you caught on.

“Who are you talking? I remember that one time you asked me how to spell Wednesday.” your old friend points at you and laughs at the memory. You groan at the memory. He will never let that go. He nudged you and Seth gave him a giant shove that knocked him off of his feet.

You gasp as you look at Seth with both hands on your mouth.

“Seth.” you say breathlessly but you tried hard not to laugh at the way that your old friend fell.

“Dude, the fuck is your problem?” your old friend squint up at him. He was embarrassed. His ego and elbow hurt.

“You. You’re my problem. You’re so fucking annoying. Who even told you to come over here anyways?” Seth says with strong irritation.

“I don’t even know you!”

Seth stood over him with visible anger, “Now, you do.”

“Seth, come on.” you nudge him by his arm and he walks with you out of the exit. The security guard slowly went back to their post as they see you and Seth leaving.

“I don’t even wanna watch the goddamn movie anymore.” he grumbled.

“Aw, don’t let anything ruin our date night. We haven’t did something like this in so long.”

“We can do something else. I can’t be in the same proximity, let alone building as him.” Seth grumbled and patted his pockets.

“Where did I put my keys?” he muttered.

You unlock the car with a click of the keys.

“Oh.”

“That was my friend. I can’t believe you did that.” you say with your head down.

“I don’t care. You’re crazy if I’m going to let another man talk down on me.”

“He didn’t mean any harm.”

“Y/N, I’m not going back and forth with you about this. I defended you. You’re not at least pleased with that?”

“Fine. Thank you soooo much, Seth. You’re a freaking superhero.” you say with sarcastic intentions.

“Fine…I’m sorry I put you in an awkward situation….Im not sorry for defending myself.” he says sadly.

You were taken a back from his apology.

“Come on, let’s turn that frown upside down.” you say to him with a smile.

He slowly burns out a smile as you two dip and enter to sit down in the car.

The car doors closed.

Home didn’t get a chance to see you two. The windows, the seats, the trees that hid the car in an empty trail, saw you two instead.

The windows were fogged from the ragged breath. The moans matched the grunts. Both feelings were spilling out on each other. The thing was, the mess that was spilled wasn’t an inconvenience. The heat was burning in both bodies as they both were glistened with perspiration. It seemed like glitter by the way you two moved.

The seats were smushed from the heavy bodies they let each other know how much they care for each other. Seats were dented in by limbs and rocked with the rocks of the hips that met each other.

The trees gave you two the privacy of being one with each other, being merged together with the love sockets you two plugged into each other. The trees swayed just like how you two swayed out the high of the orgasm that was fading. The high was fading into a different high. Instead of pure lust, pure love replaced it.

“Am I still in trouble? Can I call you tonight?” Seth whispered as he held you close.

You huff out a tired but small laugh, “Just come over tonight.” you suggest. You felt his arms tightened and you snuggled closer with him, wishing that it could last forever. Little to each other’s knowledge, you both were determined to make it last forever.

Your legs didn’t hurt from standing, but you nodded at the lips that moved with such passion.

“It’s so worth it. I promise.”

A small grin graced your lips as you look at the held up graphic novel.

A new volume.

“You don’t have to promise me. I’m not reading it.”

He flipped the pages as he skimmed through the pictures and dialogue with a smirk, “You sure you don’t want me to start reading you bedtime stories?”

You chuckle, “As if you’ll get through an entire chapter without crashing out about how they got it wrong with canon. Bedtime stories are supposed to be relaxing.” you say and he grins as he imagined himself doing just that.

You pick up a copy to inspect it closely before it’s swiped up from out of your hands. You turn around with a furrow of your eyebrows before relaxing.

Quil didn’t waste time, not caring that the graphic novel was wrinkled.

“Come snatch from me.” he demanded to the guy.

“Wait, Quil he’s just joking. I know him.”

“Well, I don’t joke like that.” he says not taking his eyes away.

“This is my boyfriend, Quil.”

Quil keeps you close to him and the eye contact was intense.

“Sorry, about the trouble. It’s just this one always clowned me for reading this series, just for her to date, someone who likes them just as much as me.”

“Just as much as you? What do you mean by that?”

“Dude, just mellow out. Damn, Y/N, you picked a firecracker.” he chuckled but a fist made spit fly out of his mouth.

“Shit.” you whisper as you step back in panic. You stare down at the body that held his mouth. He takes his hand away to look at his hand and sees that blood stained his hand. You looked at the blood that collected on his lip.

“Put the book down and leave, sir.”

Quil dropped it on the floor and didn’t care that his feet hit the groaning guy on the ground.

“Sorry.”‘ you whisper and scramble to follow Quil.

“Quil! You weren’t able to get your book!” you say to his retreating figure.

“Forget it.” he gritted.

“Hey! Hey.” you say as you stop his stroll. He stopped but didn’t turn around. It was you who went around him to look him in the eye.

“Your anger got the best of you.”

“You can’t just let guys talk to you like that. Snatch things out of your hands like that.”

“It’s no big deal-“

“It is a big deal….Look, if you’re waiting on me to tell you that I regret it and I take it back, I’m sorry to disappoint.”

“Quil, just get in the car.”

You both rode in silence.

He looked over as you were in front of his home.

“Can I call you tonight?”

The tone in his voice made you slump your shoulders.

“Quil. I need to make things right with my friend. He was my friend.”

Quil shifted in his seat as you saw him get upset all over again.

“But, did you look at the look on his face? I wish I squished it in more with my fist.” he says with a bawled fist.

“Do you hear yourself? You’re talking like you have no sense.”

“I’m talking like someone defending my imprint. My imprint.”

“You’re my imprint too.” you say and it seemed like a hum hung over your heads as earlier interaction seemed unnecessary. You two were focused on each other.

“Just come inside.” Quil whispered.

You blink, “I’ll see you tomorrow. I promise.”

Quil sadly gets out of the car and the door shuts with a clunk.

You pressed on the gas, not fast enough to get pulled over. You muttered at the red light that took too long to turn green.

With five minutes, you fling the door open and grab the very last copy just as someone walked in, talking about how much they can’t wait to purchase one.

Shoving the money to the cashier, you’re then out the door as Quil sat on the edge of the bed, wondering if he should bite back his words.

His wondering didn’t last long before he saw your big smile.

“For you.”

He looked at the book and put it to the side.

Happy that you two were reunited, he made sure to let you know that he didn’t want to be in a bad place with you ever again.

You blink at his ceiling as the light started to look distorted. His mouth and lips were overwhelming, they drove you so far but you were happy to be under the star.

The hands gripped beside you as you shudder out with a breathy sigh.

His large hands were planted on your lower back and bottom as you move backwards against him. His head tilted up as he relished in the warmth that sucked and grabbed at him. Your eyes squeeze tighter as your grips were tighter, he didn’t dare to stop his hips and neither i did you.

“I really have to thank you.” he says as his arms are snug around you.

“Yeah, you were about to mess it up for yourself.” you whisper humorously.

“Luckily I have you. Now, you better not have no guy snatch things out of your hands.” he nuzzled your neck.

“It’s a friend…He was being stupid.”

”Friend or not. Him being stupid, that’s something we can agree to.”

You chuckle as Quil brings out a small laugh of his own.

“Let me read you a bedtime story.” he whispered suduvtibelg in your ear.

Your eyes are closed, “‘Bot from the book.”

“It’s not the book.” he says before taking a trace of your embarrassment with an open mouth kiss.

“The goosebumps that came after almost scared you but a small smile graced your lips.

[sillydaydreamrr]

Alastor x bows obsessed!Reader

Tagz: Alastor x reader, established relationship, Gn!reader, reader obsessed with bows, annoyed Alastor, mostly "fluff" ig, occcc!Alastor i think...

Author Note : Bad english, first time writing and posting something i wrote!!! Mostly made this based of the fact that i have a huge obsession on bows those times for no reasons lol—

Hope u enjoy nonetheless, love ya!

Also, 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤 = 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, red=alastor, pink = reader

You always were a big fan of bows, Alastor not really.

You were preparing yourself for a group activity Charlie decided to do. As you looked at yourself in the mirror, you smiled softly. You had decided to put a small white bow hairclip in your hair. You looked absolutely adorable like this and Alastor couldn't deny that. He was standing behind you, his usual grin turning into a soft, genuine smile that only you had the chance to see. You glanced up at him and you suddenly got an idea. Alastor would look so pretty with a bow hair clip!

He saw your expression, one he knew too well, and tilted his head. “I think my little doe has an idea. Am I wrong?” He asked with a soft, teasing tone. You chuckled and nodded eagerly “Can I put a bow on your hair? Pleasee?” you begged while giving him your best doe eyes. His smile turned into a tight, annoyed grin and he glanced at all the different bows that were laying on your dressing table. “I'm afraid not. I'm not really fond of your little..bow things.” “You mean hairclips? But! You'd look so good with one! Please?”

After some more minutes of this back and forth, Alastor finally gave in. He sat on your shared bed and let you put the bow on his hair. You squealed eagerly as you put the pink bow hairclip in his soft red hair, just under his fluffy deer ear, which made it twitch slightly. You giggled and admired him. “You look so so so soooo cute!!! I knew it would look good on you!”. He blushed slightly at the compliments but didn't show it. He tried putting on an annoyed facade, he didn't want you to know he actually enjoyed wearing the hairclip. But of course you knew him too well and immediately noticed. “Ooh? Is Mr.I hate hairclips actually..enjoying wearing it?~” you teased him, which in return made his smile turn to an annoyed and embarrassed one. His right eye twitched slightly and he glared down at you. “Of course not. I could never love such…things.” “You're such a bad liar, my love.”. You smirked at him as he groaned and rolled his eyes “Fine, i..i quite like wearing those stupid haieclips things.”. You giggled and kissed his cheek before helping him to his feet by holding his hand and you left the room without giving him much of a choice.

As you two made your way down the stairs and to the rest of the gang, they all looked bewildered. Why was Alastor, the Radio Demon, wearing a pink bow hairclip!? You stopped and looked at them, confused. “Are you okay guys?”

“U-uh yeah…” Charlie answered, still a bit shocked about seeing Alastor wearing the bow. Angel smirked and glanced at the Radio Demon “Guess little y/n managed to convince Smiles to put that cute little bow, huh?”. You chuckled softly before replying in a teasing tone “He looks so cute like that, doesn't he?~” Everyone, well almost everyone laughed and giggled as you smiled proudly. Alastor glared at you, bending down and whispering in your ear, his static noises slightly louder “I swear, i'll make you regret humiliating me this way.”

[mbbmz]

Hi! I hope its not repetitive since you've done some of these already... but I hoped for a Hanma ideal type hc? Idk im just very curious about him, I think he either likes a chaotic one or a calm one or a mix of everything IDK AHAHA

I hope you dont mind! Thank you sososmuch

It’s no problem! Dw I like doing these. Remember this is my personal headcanons, you can have a different opinion.

Personality

We do agree that Hanma is chaotic. This being said, he wants someone that would match that chaos, of course. Someone who’s not scared of doing dumb shit at three in the morning. I can also see him being very into someone smart and witty. Someone who’s does dumb shit not because they’re dumb but because they love chaos, just like him.

But… You can’t be worse than him. If you start dragging him into "bad things" he isn’t into, yeah, bye. He can acknowledge something being fucked up, despite being quite fucked up himself.

He likes the back and forth, so if he teases you, you have to tease back, or else he’ll get bored.

Also, hear me out on this, someone a bit dominant. Speaking authoritatively, firmly grabbing him, etc… He just lives for it. He’s not submissive, but he’s here for the power fight.

Maybe someone a bit possessive too. If you try the combo dominance + possessiveness, he’s gone (by gone I mean he’ll laugh at you before teasing you on how you love him soooo much)

Looks

Weirdly so, I don’t think he’d care much about looks. Sure, he’d be into the conventional hot girl, like a lot of people, but chaos comes in all shapes and sizes, right? If you’re short, he puts things in higher shelves just to piss you off and so you’ll ask him for help. If you’re tall, he probably teases you about your height before asking you to wear the biggest heels just so you can be as tall as him. Chubby? You can’t be sure his hands are all over your curves, groping them teasingly just to annoy you. Thin ? He STEALS your clothes to replace them with his.

Other than that, he might be into someone who dyes their hair a lot. Changing color every month? He’s fully into it and even will ask you if he can help (never accept).

The morality is no matter what you look like, he’ll find a way to piss you off (still in a loving way of course)

[soviet-supersoldier]

Well.... Wolverine Revenge #3 sure was... something. I think the best way to describe what I read was disappointing. Even though I knew the way the fight was going to end up, the whole thing was so completely unsatisfying and fast-paced it wasn't even funny. About the only thing I can't complain about is the artwork. I have to wait a few more days for my Red Band issue to come in the mail, but from what I read in the regular issue, I don't think we're going to get treated to anything better than what we got.

The whole thing started off fine enough, I can't find too much to complain about on the first two pages. It's what happens after this that makes my blood boil.

The first thing is once again, Hickman doesn't seem to understand Arkady’s powers at all. OMEGA RED DOESN'T SPREAD DISEASES!!!! Seriously. His death factor should not be this hard to understand. Did the man ever read a comic featuring Omega Red before he included him, or did he only ever read about the Omega Clan?

The second thing is the snapping of Arkady’s Carbonadium coil. It's so annoying to see that trope continually used when people fight Arkady. His coils are INDESTRUCTIBLE. It may not be quite the same as adamantium, but Carbonadium should NEVER snap like this. It bothers me to no end that writers will do this because they can't seem to comprehend what "indestructible" means when it comes to Carbonadium. Unbreakable means unbreakable. You can't destroy it. It doesn't matter if you have adamantium or not. An indestructible object still can't break another indestructible object no matter how hard you try.

The way the fight ends here too is soooo unsatisfying. We learn in just a few pages that the area is experiencing nuclear fallout every 20 minutes. You're telling me that Arkady can survive that but not survive being strangled?? Ok. Whatever. It's clear Hickman doesn't understand Arkady has a healing factor just as powerful as Logan’s (if not stronger, since he can steal Logan’s life energy, which the writer seems completely unaware of) and that this should be something that is easily survivable for someone like him (he's literally been shown to survive far worse). But they won't have that happen. Instead, my guess is they're going to have Sabretooth return in a later issue because we were never shown his death, and the title card doesn't say that Creed died, only that he got "depowered." I imagine the Omega Clan will be with him, serving as Arkady’s replacement in the series.

All that this tells me though is that Logan couldn't finish the job with Sabretooth despite being shown to have been given an extremely convoluted way to beat him, and yet none of the same consideration was given on how he could have logically beat Omega Red without ignoring every single one of his abilities?? This was so one-sided and really unfair to those of us who actually expected and wanted a better fight that actually had some real back-and-forth before the final blow. And the fact that Omega Red was taken out by such a simple attack makes it even worse.

I don't like ranting about this, but this story was so disappointing on so many levels. It doesn't hold up to criticism at all, and the deaths all come off as incredibly cheap and unearned. I was hoping for a real fight. Instead, what I got was a one-sided "conflict" that ignored everything about Omega Red and his abilities to make it work.

But hey, at least the art was good. I'm sure die-hard Wolverine fans who don't care about getting a logical win will love seeing such a ridiculous "battle."

[p1zzaparty]

Hello and welcome to my pitch for a Muppet spin-off movie of It Ch 2

idk if anyones ever done this before so just know i took no inspiration from anyone but my own knowledge of muppets and my love for this movie

A LOT of these will be based mostly on looks with only a few exceptions on personality. No i will not be taking any questions or criticisms at this time

Rq note i am not including the cast of Sesame street just because this is my casting and i can make up any rules i want

Starting off very strong

Kermit as Eddie Kaspbrak

NOW before i get booed off stage im very aware this is not accurately cannon in some eyes. Yes, i am aware Kermit usually plays, BUT NOT ALWAYS, a main character in these adaptions. Not that Eddie isnt a main character, i can just see the argument that Bill is more of the focused lead so therefore he should play Bill. But nay i say, nay because back in his Sesame Street days Kermit was wayyyy more snippy and had a real temperament with him. He was sassy, rude, and honestly a real asshole and i felt like that's perfect for Eddie. He's also a bit timid still and i feel like he could play a perfect, annoying little hypochondriac.

Its also because i wanted to make Miss. Piggy play Myra as a small gag

I felt soooo smart and funny for that one

no hate to her tho, miss piggy is a woman of class

Speaking of my incredible massive brain

Fozzie bear as Richie Tozier

Admittedly my connections are very lazy and just, 'Comedian, bear, Kermits best friend, perfect.' What more could you ask for. Though i will say i AM in agreeance with most of you, Richie and Eddie would normally be Bert and Ernie. Its perfect for them and i love it trust me. But again i wanted to branch out of Sesame Street and stick strictly to Muppet characters. Muppet movie characters. Muppets who dont live on sesame street.

He's goofy, he's loud, his jokes are awful, he's "accidentally" received messages from gay guys looking for a bear. His fashion is colorful and bright.

This is about as far as my intelligence led me

Continuing, i actually had a hard time for this one because i kept switching back and forth between two candidates, so take this one with a heavyy grain of salt

Rowlf (?) as Mike Hanlon

Im not entirrrely feeling this one, especially because Mike is a lot more bombastic than Rowlf. Hes excitable and energetic while Rowlf is more laid back. And Mike cannot play the piano to save his fucking life honest to god. So i feel like im doing Mike a disservice here by casting Rowlf, even though Rowlf is one of my favorite muppets. Honestly Gonzo was a heavy contender for him, but Rowlf just felt more aesthetically like Mike. Plus they both enjoy freeform Jazz.

Walter as Ben Hanscom

okay so this is going to get me thrown into the pits but i'm going to be honest with you all

I did not like Ben in the It modern day reboots.

I HAVE a lottt to say about how theyve handled Ben, Bill, Bev, and Mike in these movies, but you aren't here for that you're here for Muppets.

That is to say, since they made my man as bland as possible i decided it was only equally fair to make him Walter. NOT THAT WALTER IS BLAND, he's actually a more complex character than they gave to Ben. 'Ben, are you a man, or are you a muppet?'

It just felt right, he's positive, he's genuine, sweet and kind to the other losers, a bit awkward at times, and he was severely bullied as a child. My little wheat toast princess

Gonzo as Bill Denbrough

So you know how i said i kept going back and forth with Gonzo and Rowlf for Mike

The same applies here. Personally i feel like Gonzo fits a bit more with Bills personality. He's impulsive and a bit all over the place. Almost the entire movie he looks like he's been through the spin cycle with no dryer sheet to keep him from getting static. Plus he just throws himself into dangerous life threatening situations. As for who'd play Georgie? Girl i don't know stop asking me questions

Definitely Robin though, i think he's the only child Muppet i can think of

God hes got those James McAvoy eyes..

Okay this one was extremely difficult to cast

Jill as Beverly Marsh

Do you all know Jill from the muppets? Of course you havent, she literally shows up in ONE scene in The Muppets Take Manhattan. Where she has about 5 lines before is never used again in any other project. Except supposedly in Muppet babies which?? Not going down that rabbit hole

This one was entirely based on looks because as you may all know, there isn't a lot of female muppets besides Miss Piggy. And she cant do ALL the heavy lifting here people. Most notably there is another pig muppet from the 2015 office spin off named Denice who COULD very well be Beverly. But i felt more confident with this choice, especially since it'd be kind of confusing to cast another pig-woman-muppet, who has ALSO been in a relationship with Kermit before. And god forbid i want my Stephen King Muppet movie to make sense people.

She actually looks more accurate to 90s miniseries Bev so take that as you will.

Scooter as Stanley Uris

I feel VERY confident in this choice. As a number 1 fan Scooter i feel like he fits perfectly for the cast as Stan. He's polite, he's dorky, he's usually forgotten, but still valuable to the crew nonetheless. I don't have anything else to really add to, he's just perfect.

Don't know how i feel about seeing a muppet end its own life but you know

Lastly, with almost every Muppet movie there's at least ONE human character

So obviously It'd be Pennywise

Personally id like it to be specifically Tim Currys Pennywise. If not for his amazing acting, his fun and vibrant personality as Pennywise, but also for the fact itd be his second time as a Muppet villain and thats really funny to me. Nonetheless either will do. I find it really funny imagining a very serious cosmic horror clown ripping apart muppet children while they did that puppet flail

That's all i have to relay today thank you

[katieaki]

My ✨ post-apocalyptic Lesbian Cowgirl Mailman choose-your-own adventure✨ has just updated! Read it here for free on my Patreon and vote in the poll! There is a summary of the first part, here, and second part, here. They have everything you need to know about Lou, her requited-but-complicated love, the religious assassin who just beat the tar out of her, the worst person she's ever met, and the ill-advised journey she is on! You know when someone is like, soooo mean to you & everyone else is like "I'm sure it's not that bad, I'm sure she's fine, maybe you just caught them on a bad day" and then they encounter them, too, and you can see the light go out in their eyes in an instant? You know that feeling? Well. So does Lou, now.

Read it for free on my patreon! Excerpt below the cut.

“Where did you learn to fight? That knee thing was practiced,” Artie said as she dragged Lou along. “I thought the Pony Express was a reputable institution, not some rough and tumble gang.”

“I got a bad temper and I’m small,” Lou said. She twisted her wrist back and forth, trying to get out of Artie’s grasp to no avail. “People always think they can just pick me up in a fight. I had to learn how to get them to put me down. Usually, people fall down when I do that.”

Artie clicked her tongue and held her free hand out in an exaggerated cockiness. “What can I say,” she said. “I’m fucking good.”

Lou wondered if she could still manage to bite her after all, just because she was annoying. Artie wouldn’t be expecting it anymore. She might be able to get a good chomp in. She dug her boot heels into the dirt a little and made Artie have to pull her harder, which she did without comment.

“You took it really well though, the other night,” Artie said as she continued on unbitten. “You fought good.”

“No, you cleaned my plow. I was groveling and crying in the dirt for you to spare my life,” Lou said. She hated that she hadn’t been able to be tougher. Maybe she would have been hurt worse, but at least she would have had her dignity. 

“Listen, please don’t take this the wrong way, but that’s spoken like somebody who doesn’t regularly have people groveling and crying in the dirt for you to spare their lives,” Artie said. She stopped tugging on Lou’s arm to allow her to skirt around a clump of taller brush before pulling her forward again. “First off, of course you were. And, second, you weren’t, really. You got some real good licks in on me, cowgirl. I was impressed. You should be proud of yourself.”

Here's the summary I almost went with.

[buckybarnesss]

I think my favourite thing about Sterek in seasons 1 and 2 is how SCANDALIZED Stiles always looks by Derek

Like, their first meeting Stiles is all "can you fucking believe the way this guy looks???" While Scott is barely paying attention

And again during the desk sergeant flirting scene, Stiles is soooo fed up but this is the first time we've seen Derek flirt with anybody, so why are you so annoyed Stiles???

haha he's so MAD about it in s1 and 2. he's so annoyed he's got a thing for derek even if he doesn't acknowledge it.

shapeshifted is the origin story of stiles's "we need a real alpha" in season 3.

it's also just so funny because of the quick contrast of scenes with the two of them. you got the scene in the jeep with their back and forth about what derek's gonna do to distract the deputy and the whole touching boundary being established. they're so annoyed with each other but also not.

and if sterek not real what are these next two scenes side-by-side jeff? derek's forcing a smile and flirting with the deputy as a distraction and stiles is super annoyed by it. there's so much to unpack about this scene really.

stiles stilinksi and the audacity of derek hale to flirt with someone who isn't him.

than like a scene or two later we get stiles looking at derek like this after he gets isaac to back off and derek's smug as hell and it's not forced at all. he's as close to preening at showing off to stiles as we've ever seen him.

[haruspexd]

so patho 3 quarantine huh? thoughts?

on one hand

the apathy-mania meter is cool, could add interesting weight to decisions in a way that makes sense for Daniil. a lot of Artemy's motivation (and p2's approach in particular) is rooted in the people around him, his friends and family and the Kin and the kids, but Daniil isn't truly integrated into any of these communities To That Extent. not that he doesn't care, but making his core mechanic so inward-facing fits with the contrast point of the earth vs the polyhedron, the heart vs the head, and the ways Artemy and Daniil embody it

it is objectively hilarious to level out by kicking dumpsters and banging on water pipes

graphics look good, for all that it's a little jarring

being able to talk to multiple people at once is exciting

non-linear storytelling can be so fun, I'm looking forward to seeing how they approach it and comparing to p1/p2 where time is soooo valuable. quarantine seemed to imply that you can choose between a few different days to travel to based on accumulation of some resource

the diagnosis mechanic is intriguing. makes it feel more like a video game lmao

but on the other hand

if they've truly done away with traditional survival mechanics in favor of the apathy-mania meter, I worry that they'll really struggle to balance the difficulty of the game around it. as it stands in quarantine, the meter fill rate seems wildly fast. maybe that's to compensate for lack of traditional survival elements, but if so then it's a much less nuanced, much less compelling system. taking drugs or smoking every few minutes so you don't blow your brains out reads as absurd. the frequency is higher than needing to manage hunger/thirst/exhaustion in p2 but again, they might trying to replace all of that with one (1) system without losing a significant part of what makes patho challenging. idk. seems lame. the other (preferable imo) way they could go is still including traditional survival meters and adding the mental health bar on top, but they'd need to severely reduce the impact of the mental health bar for the sake of balance

[cut bc this post ran away from me. more below]

funny as it is and also given that whole spiel about inward-facing mechaincs and motivation, kicking dumpsters doesn't really feel. in character? I don't want to nitpick but some of the voice lines when trying to shift the mental health meter are awful. "thoughts..... more thoughts......" like what?

not sure how I feel about the perspective switches that have you talking to Daniil instead of as him. the patho narrative experience has leaned pretty hard on putting the player inside the head and perspective of one character, that's part of what makes it so interesting to do multiple routes in p1. the bachelor route is restricted to Daniil's perspective and it skews how the player thinks about the game and the town and the characters, then the haruspex route contrasts again those preconceptions and you see Daniil from the outside, then the changeling route in Clara's head and so on and so forth. would the impact hold up if you could get out of Daniil's head in p1 or Artemy's in p2?

Mr. Little is a horribly clumsy execution of a tutorial that honestly didn't feel entirely necessary. what was explained was straightforward and what wasn't explained (like that you can select and cross off symptoms in your notebook for differential diagnosis) got really annoying until trial and error made sense of it. and I think some of that frustration came form "you gave a tutorial but it didn't explain everything" where skipping the conversational explanation altogether would've worked too. it's all just a worse version of Artemy talking to the tumbler human in p2

fast travel is convenient. patho has never been about convenience. it should at least be an optional mechanic instead of defaulting to blitzing you through healthy districts, and should probably be disabled on "intended" difficulty. I also like the idea of being able to place more markers/routes on the map but again. convenient. should be optional and probably disabled on the "intended" difficulty. very mixed on this

I do wonder if we'll get difficulty options. I kind of philosophically disagree with IPL folding under pressure and adding an easy mode that's balanced worse and isn't true to their vision but whatever

[pupyuj]

ive read your yves story and it was amazing oh my god.. i wanted to ask if you could write something similar with chaeyoung? (no gp) <3

assuming this is twice chaeyoung, i think i nailed itjdjfjfnfk thanks for the ask, my brain short-circuited writing this 😭😭😭 btw i didnt know if anon wanted dom chaeyoung or sub so i kinda did what i thought was fitting??? hope thats ok!!!

[cw: smut, stepcest, brat taming, degradation, dom!reader (surprise..), fingering, overstimulation, slapping, spanking, masochism too ig]

i imagine chaeyoung would be like this annoying little sister that's somehow still very endearing that you dote on her and become snobby at her at the same time 😭😭 she's definitely a tease too and is not at all subtle with her interest in you, which becomes a problem when family members are around bcs jesus christ, she's relentless with her affection that is definitely not appropriate for someone that you call your sibling 🫣

at first, it was all just little touches and jokes about dating you if the two of you weren't family,, but then it turns into chaeyoung staring at you like she wants to pounce on you, wearing revealing clothing to rile you up, whispering things to you during family dinners, sitting on your lap not-so-innocently, and then touching you everywhere ... but unfortunately for her, you had better control of your temptations than she thought 😩 .. until you didn't??? 👀

what if you're not the nice and adorable (y/n)-unnie anymore when chaeyoung got soooo jealous of you spending too much with this one pretty friend that you had :(( chaeyoung visiting your room one night with a mission in mind while you're walking back and forth doing some chores, getting increasingly annoyed at her ranting and then she just,, disrespects your friend and you snap??? you tell her to take what she said back, but being the brat that she was, chaeyoung says no and y'know.. the classic brat thing to say, "make me."

being the big sister, you should be teaching her a lesson right??? she shouldn't be talking about your friend in front of you like that,, so you had to do something, right?? maybe sit her down and talk to her normally.. but chaeyoung keeps on talking badly about your friend and any ounce of consideration you had for her just fades away and you just,,, hit her across the face w your palm,, you wanted to apologize as soon as it happened but this fucking girl.. she looked at you in the eye and said, "...can you do that again, unnie?"

and you did, in fact, do it again! but this time chaeyoung's shorts were off and she was bent over your bed, whimpering and moaning every time your hand hits her ass. "apologize. you shouldn't talk about your unnie's friends like that." you said in her ear as you pulled her hair back, preventing her from burying her head on your sheets to muffle her sounds. chaeyoung, the little brat, grins despite the pain in her scalp and she shakes her head, "no. i don't like unnie's friends— aghh...!" she's squirming every time you hit her, desperately trying to ease the growing wetness between her thighs. she wanted you to fuck her already,,

😵‍💫 spanking chaeyoung for what seems like forever bcs she absolutely refused to apologize,, her ass so red and her cheeks stained with tears,,, she's sobbing but she wants more, this was everything she wanted from you and there was no fucking way she was going to let the opportunity pass just like that. you were silent for minutes too long, and chaeyoung thinks you might have left the room,, but then she feels her panties getting pulled down and suddenly, she was full.

you forced your middle and ring fingers inside of her without warning and immediately started pounding her at a rapid pace,,, 😩 chaeyoung not being able to hold anything back anymore and just moans loudly,,, tears starting to fall again bcs it felt so good to be fucked and put in her place by her very own older stepsister 😵‍💫😵‍💫

listening to chaeyoung letting out the dirtiest sounds, and her begging for you to go faster and harder and to make her come,,, so blinded by irritation that you start become a meanie :((

"you must be so fucking happy about this, huh?? getting railed by your unnie, just like you always wanted... you're just a good-for-nothing slut..."

"is this the only way to get you to behave? so be it, then..."

"the fuck are you crying for? this is what you were trying to achieve all this time, right? so fucking enjoy it.. because we'll be doing this until you decide to stop being a pain in the ass and apologize."

you were scaryyy,, but chaeyoung loved it.. your words only turned her on even more :(( her coming with a yelp, and then sobbing bcs you wouldn't stop,,, continuing on fingering her even when she turned into a shaking, babbling mess on your bed,, chaeyoung couldn't count how many orgasms you forced out of her that night, and that fact only made her fall in love with you even more,, nasty nasty girl 🤭

would definitely try to piss you off again <3 and again and again and agai—

[landoscaring]

I really appreciate what you said in your Monza thoughts post.

I feel like people are taking all of this way too far and are trying to create drama where there isn’t. McLaren NEEDS to figure out this championship situation. They have to decide straight up are they going to push for the drivers championship or not bc what happened today cannot keep happening.

Lando and Oscar did everything they could do. They did their jobs as drivers. There is no need for any hate towards either of them. It’s been so disheartening to see how divided fans of Lando and Oscar are.

I grew up in the days of team loyalty (it was less common to solely support a driver and not a team) so it’s exhausting to see the constant hate/criticism back and forth where it really just isn’t necessary or is directed towards the wrong people. (The driver rather than the McLaren team)

As someone who was a Nico Rosberg fan during the Silver Wars era, you are absolutely right that many fans today would never be able to handle a situation like that and it scares me for when/if a true rivalry does occur. I truly wish people would take a step back before spreading hate and negativity. The world could use a little more kindness or even just tolerance.

Anyways sorry for the rambles lmao. Your words just got me thinking <3

anon! let's be friends!!! absolutely 100% with you here.

let me respond to each thing properly:

I feel like people are taking all of this way too far and are trying to create drama where there isn’t. McLaren NEEDS to figure out this championship situation. They have to decide straight up are they going to push for the drivers championship or not bc what happened today cannot keep happening.

people are being fucking annoying, yes. i completely understand that this sport, like any other, makes people feel things very passionately. like, yeah, it's one of the loveliest sports in the world. but because we only have 20 drivers on the grid it can create a really tight vacuum effect where people's opinions are...extremely heightened and a little dramatic? idk. the need to create drama comes with social media, i guess. unnecessary, if you ask me.

Lando and Oscar did everything they could do. They did their jobs as drivers. There is no need for any hate towards either of them. It’s been so disheartening to see how divided fans of Lando and Oscar are.

there are a few things going on here, yeah. i think people expected oscar to be danny ric 2.0 or carlos 2.0 and, well, while it's true the car is of course a large part of it, oscar is not them. he's lando's direct competitor at the moment, which wasn't ever really the case with them. and that's tough to handle internally, and to understand externally. so, there's an underlying expectation for oscar to roll over and let lando win. i think that's problematic for a few reasons, but specifically cause lando is adamantly opposed to it. and oscar shouldn't be expected to, either. all of a sudden oscar is no longer the happy go lucky guy who's making eyes at lando and fits people's narratives as a 2nd driver. that's the problem with having two consistently great drivers, i guess (again, not complaining, i'll take this every day of the week). but yes, ultimately, i think it's human to want to pit them against each other, but so, soooo counterproductive.

I grew up in the days of team loyalty (it was less common to solely support a driver and not a team) so it’s exhausting to see the constant hate/criticism back and forth where it really just isn’t necessary or is directed towards the wrong people. (The driver rather than the McLaren team)

!!! yes. again, the social media effect. i gotta say as someone who's been around the sport for years, and who's attended a gp etc, i gotta say that most of the takes i see on x, for instance, are SO far removed from the actual things people say in an actual gp, it's unreal. there's a lot of animosity and hate and you know, the whole "easy to talk behind a keyboard" could not be truer. i attended last year's gp in austria and sat in the max verstappen grandstand (kind of by accident, but that's another story) and i gotta admit i was NERVOUS AS ALL HELL and thought i'd get strangled, basically. turns out the people around me where SUPER NICE and totally okay with me being a mclaren girly in a sea of dutchies. so. again. vacuum effect. sometimes we also need to learn to not engage (i say this to myself every day before getting into petty fights with people on x, lol). mclaren's the only one responsible for this mess, and they should be the only ones held accountable for it.

As someone who was a Nico Rosberg fan during the Silver Wars era, you are absolutely right that many fans today would never be able to handle a situation like that and it scares me for when/if a true rivalry does occur. I truly wish people would take a step back before spreading hate and negativity. The world could use a little more kindness or even just tolerance.

yup! and it's hilarious that people are so quick to talk about lando's mental health and still continue to engage in this kind of behavior towards oscar (or any other driver, really). it's so unnecessary. oscar has been played out to be like this chill dude without feelings but today's radio after crossing the line? yeah, no. dude's not doing okay either. also... i appreciate a fellow nico rosberg fan! i was a fellow soldier, too.

anyways. thank you for your ask, pal! feel free to just send me a message so we can talk about it a little bit more. it's been an exhausting day, huh? fingers crossed for baku!

kisses!

[joosthead]

ok so hm I'M DEAD™. summer song completely killed me, obliterated me. 🫨🫨

everything about it was *chef's kiss* and GOD I loved the intimacy in it i- AJFJJAKFKKKALGM (the way I fainted when reader admired him and he blushed and turned his head away?!??!!??same reader same🤭) and the dialogue between them *screams*

but also...the switching back and forth between dutch and english??!!? while he's sooo far into it??!?! TOP TIER>>>>>>>

and one last thing HIM BEING A BRAT?! AND TELLING READER THAT SHE'S HOLDING BACK. excuse me 😮‍💨😮‍💨

OH AND can't wait for the overstim one (but obviously no rush, take your time or whatever) 😊😊

OH SLAYEDPOET MY BELOVED......... <33333333333333333

im so glad the intimacy came across!!! halfway through i was a little worried because it felt porn focused but normal au will always come through teehee

i love writing joostipie so shy,,,and reader so bold ( as bold as they can be teehee they are still shy at heart)... like imagine him being so blushy... it's actually over

im so happy the dutch and english switching wasn't super annoying !! i was worried about that too SKDFJDS sorry im writing meta venting to you?! but i wanted to convey how loooostttt he was on the strap ... switching between languages like no one's business cuz his brain's all completely scrambled!!my love <33

YESYESYES i haven't written enough bratty joost and i soooo wanna write more!! if reader wasn't already apologetic about the day before they would've straight up been like "you are being so fucking annoying. literally stop" (affectionately of course i love their bickering forever) but YESSSS

i really really hope i can bang out the overstim before my winterbreak is over!! i have a week off from work so fingers crossed<3

thank you for your ask friend :DDD i so appreciate you!!! <333