#anyway all this to say is im going to keep watching but its on thin fucking ice lmao

[magstorrn]

every few years im reminded that the war of the worlds stage show exists which is never good because i always find something new to hate about it

[queenerdloser]

i started miss sc*rlet and the duke bc i enjoy period mysteries but uh the third ep might have ruined me for it. i mean, even leaving aside the annoying plotline of having the antagonist of the week be a militant feminist activist (yeah we’ve never seen THAT before wow so original) i’m finding it really really hard to continue liking their male lead after he laughs and agrees with and smirks at every sexist comment made by every single goddamn man in this entire episode. (what the fuck!!!!!) especially since there’s just like. what feels like very little response from our female lead about his behavior???? 

and we come through the plot about women’s rights to find eliza... backing down on making a stand for the respect she deserves??? on every suffragette being portrayed as crazy or stuffy??????? on the sympathetic male lead telling our female lead over and over she’s naive and shouldn’t be a detective and literally taking control of who she talks to because he “knows better” than her. i’m losing it. i cringe’d my way through the entire thing bc i was sure there HAD to be a moment where they would turn it around and plow their way out of the microaggressions and blatant sexism taken at face value with little more than like... a perfunctory clapback, when the show’s entire premise is about breaking boundaries with a female detective and yet!!!! and yet!!!!!! they never did!!!!! what the fuck!!!!!

[wannabelife]

fall in – bsk

(part ii of ride with you)

pairing: seungkwan x fem reader

genre: smut

synopsis: seungkwan scans your body up and down, your curves burning on his gaze, a mixture of frustration and jealousy of other eyes that are going to see the same as him.

warnings: breast play, possessive boo, descriptive, cussing, nicknames, mouth fucking, marking and slapping, fingering, oral, penetrative and unprotected sex, cum play, teasing

a/n: ride with youuu FALL INto your eyeeesss (from here)

the room your boyfriend had chosen for both of you was nothing but dreamy. the big suite is connected to a small living room, a big window door where you can have access to an exclusive pool outside (where he made you ride him while the sun sets behind your back, making his skin glow like golden), a shower, and sun bath chairs; that make you shamelessly want to fuck outside and have almost done it a bunch of times.

you were running around the room to get ready after having slept in while seungkwan got up earlier, going out for a morning run. you are almost ready, your boyfriend taking a shower outside to wip his sweat, his shirt is longer gone as he lets the sun hug his skin and dry him naturally.

you come outside, a bottle of sunscreen on your hands "kwanie, can you apply on me?" you say.

his eyes finally meet your figure, a twist forming on his face as he sees you "where's your bikini?" he says very seriously, and you can't help but laugh at his comment and expression.

"what do you mean? im ready" you protest while he makes his way to you. it's true, the bikini you're using does a poor job at covering your breast and core, a wrong sized one you bought on the internet and decided to keep it anyway.

seungkwan scans your body up and down, your curves burning on his gaze, a mister of frustration and jealousy of other eyes that are going to see the same as him "you look beautiful, babe, but don't you have any other swimsuit?" he says softly, taking the sunscreen from your hands.

you smirk, taking a look at him, he was slightly tanned, some bubbles of water decoring his skin, and his wet long hair all messy. "sorry but all my other ones are still drying, we gonna have to go with that" you reply, taking your arms around his large shoulders, caressing his locks.

he hugs your waist, you both exchanging a kiss briefly, before he's splashing the sunscreen on his hands to apply on you. once in his palm, he spreads over your shoulders "turn around" he says as you do, and he's applying more on your back. he caresses your skin, making sure it's well done. drawing the lines over your sides and down your arms, too. his hands are so soft and so firm at the same time, you feel your body relaxing under his treats. "turn back" he asks.

you're face to face to him again, watching as he puts more cream on his hand before throwing the bottle over to the side. he spreads the amount around your chest and belly. coming closer, he hugs your waist, pulling you to him as he applies just above your boobs and in the valley in between them. his eyes can't leave your beautiful breast, the material a bit wet from his watered skin, the white bikini so fucking thin that makes it almost see through. seungkwan can see the outline of your perked nipples that makes him loses it all, especially when the material sneaks a bit to the side, revealing your aurela to his hungry gaze "see, so tiny, so fucking thin, can't even do its job right" he states referring about your poor bikini again.

without thinking twice, he lets his hands go under the material, palming your breast, his thumb caressing over your nipple just before pinching it. you gasp in surprise, feeling goosebumps forming over you and your spot hardening from the small pain.

"seungkwan..." you almost whisper, your hand catching his wrist.

"what?" he looks up at you "we aint going anywhere with you in that thing, that's only mine to see" he makes his point when he can't take it anymore, he's getting hard in his pants.

he pulls your hair back, taking some amount on his hand, so he can open space to undo the not that been barely keeping the wardrobe in place.

when he's done, the material slides down your skin, revealing your breast to him. he does the same in the second not, until your bra is on the floor. he goes for doing the same as before on the other nipple, eating them with his eyes.

"kwannie..." you try to protest, gripping his shoulders, trying to make him look at you. but it doesn't work, his mouth enveloping it, humming at finally having it "oh fuck, seungkwan!" you say

he sucks the flesh, gripping your sides aggressively so he can pull you to him. your nails digging onto his hair, moaning when his teeth grease on your sensitive nipple before going to the other side, giving the same attention after.

the view is so pretty, your boobs all red from being so sensitive and decored with his saliva. he dives back in, he sucks around it, leaving purple marks all over it, while changing sides. once he's satisfied, he leaves pecks over his art.

he pulls himself while trailing wet kisses up to your neck. pressing yourself to him by your waist, you can feel the outline of his member on your core as an idea comes to mind.

"boo?" you call for him, gripping his scalp to make him look at you, he grunts with the motion, finally meeting your eyes "fuck yourself in them, wouldn't you love that?" you ask.

a little smirk forming on his lips. sex with him is always like this, he gets so drunk and invested that sometimes you think you get another boyfriend in the same body. he's a freak for you.

"sit back for me, pretty" he demands, even tho you're the one holding him, he's still the one with the power in his hands, so you do as he says.

you pull yourself back, getting comfortable at the sofa decoring the room, as seungkwan lets himself free from any clothes. his swin suit and boxers on the floor, making company to yours.

he spits on his palm, stroking his half hard cock while he comes to you. you want to whine so bad, the little vein popping out, and all you want is to wrap and feel it around your lips.

he comes closer aligning his cock to the valley between your breast, his hands coming to both sides of your boobs, palming them together to his member "oh fuck" he exclaims, his head going back in pure bliss. his index makes its known when it meets his pinky as he pinches your nipples with his fingers, your eyes rolling.

your hands find his hips, pushing him closer to you, the movement making the first contact of his skin to yours. he understands your signals, starting to stroke himself in your titties. him not forgetting you as his thumbs keep caressing over your nipples, finding yourself mewling.

the sight of his cockhead spilling pre-cum each time he trusts in between your titties makes you salivate over him. he can see your eyes staring his cock, the view doing wonders to him, as his cock twitches "fuck, open your mouth for me" he says in a rush of pleasure, his hands leaving your breast to pull your hair instead, the other one caressing your jaw as you open your mouth to him, "good girl" he says

his cock now meeting your lips, as he fucks your mouth instead. the harsh trust making you moan around him, your eyes going back as he keeps trusting. his grip tightens on his scalp when he pulls you a little so you can look up at him. your eyes meeting as he swears to himself.

with your hands that still on his hips, you push him, letting his cock sleep out of your lips as your chest keep rising "seungkwan, i need you to fuck me. please, just fuck me" you beg looking up at him, feeling your pussy throbbing.

seungkwan sneaks down a bit, just enough to embrace your hips so he can pull you up. your leags immediately finding home around his waist as he carries you to the bedroom.

he pulls you down softly on the mattress, your arms around him, pulling him down with you as your lips chase his, and you finally kiss again. he sneakes his hands to palm your core over your bikini, you gasp on his tongue, feeling his touches. seungkwan gets surprised to meet you already so wet for him as he unattaches your mouths to look down at you. your white bikini underwear ruined with your arousal, it almost transparent enough to see your cunt through the material, just like it was with your titties.

"fuck, babe, did just playing with your titties get you this wet, hm?" he hums "didnt know you're that into it" he whispers, his palms hitting your nipples as he grins down at your form.

"shit, kwannie, just fuck me" you whine, you back arching for him.

"i will" he states one last time before kissing the tip of your nose, starting to go down on you right after, kissing his way down your belly.

once his eyes finally meet your cunt, he gets closer and sniff it. he fucking sniff it and you whimper. he kisses your clit above the coverage, licking a long strip of your clothed folds. you feel impatient and in need of more, so you get your hand down, trying to push it to the side as he just rests his head on your thigh, watching you with the biggest teasing smile.

"do you need help, babe?" he shoots.

"seungkwaaaan..." you whine, almost crying it out. trying to slide down the bikini this time "this isn't funny, baby. i cant take it anymore!"

"sorry, love. i just love seeing you begging for it" he says honestly. helping you take out your last peace of cloth, finally "so desesparate, so whiny. say my name one more time like that" he asks.

"seungkw-" you start but immediately hiss when you feel his fingers collecting the wetness on your folds "ah!" you exclaims, feeling him on you bare, massaging your clit desesparately slow.

"so beautiful" he praises.

he teases your entrance with a few strokes before slidding one finger inside, fucking you. you moan, arching your back again. you feel yourself sensitive already, and you swear you see stars when he adds a second finger as well as his tongue that finds your clit. he fucks you as he sucks and licks in circles around your sensitive spot. his name not leaving your mouth.

you tug his hair as your hips start to roll on his mouth. your hips coming slightly up, and you can feel his fingers finding your sweet spot. he can sense you grip his scalp harder, your movements suddenly stopping as you almost scream in pleasure, so presses over the spot inside you as he does a long suck on your clit.

your head goes back, and at the same time, the knock in your belly forms, it pops just as fast. before you realize, you're cumming. your body trembling and your legs closing around his head.

you plea apologies as he tries his best to ride out your high. his hands, trying to open your legs again as he gets suffocated on your cunt.

"oh my god- ah! im so sorry! so sorry! fuck fuck!" you exclaim finally giving in to his force. he is able to push you open as he gets off of you.

the first sight you have is dangerously hot. your boyfriend looks up at you, his cheeks rosy and his chest burning for air. his hair is messy, and he has your juices all over his chin, lips and nose.

in that moment, something shifts in you, and when seungkwan gets up again, you're the one to pull him down. he rolls over when you cage his arms on your grip, sitting on the bed, his back meeting the headban as your leg over goes him as you position yourself in between his legs.

"you did so good, baby boy" you praise, tugging his hair again, carressing his locks as he close his eyes with the softness of your fingers.

"you will take good care of me, won't you?" he cockly asks, pulling you by the waist "don't you think i deserve it?" he pouts, and you just nod.

you bring your attention to his member now, his tip is all red, and it's dripping pre cum, his length already all wet with arousal. you do a few testing pumps, focusing on his cockhead, you make a circle with your fingers, pressing down at it, as he relaxes under your touches, a few low moans and whimpers scaping his plump lips.

you hand his base, bring yourself up and his member to your entrance. you slide the tip in, bumping his length as you slowly keep going down. you stop, opening space for you to take everything, his head falling back and eyes closed as you both ajust.

you stroke yourself on him a few times before pressing over his chest to find stability so you can fuck him as you both wish. you push your ass up just to thrust back in as you start to bounce on his cock. he palms your ass, applying force to help you ride him as you both moan.

you lean back, your hands going behind you and lending on his thighs as you keep fucking him. you boobs bouncing more clearly to him and your cunt in full display. he grins, taking his palm up from your belly to your neck, caressing around it, his eyes intercalating between your pussy diving in his cock and your face twisted in pleasure "you gonna drive me insane" he says.

he pulls you to him by the neck. you whine feeling the pressure around it going directly to your center as you clench around it.

he comes closer to your face, almost whispering to you like a dirty secret "do i deserve it, hm? so pretty giving me my reward" he praises "is this it, baby? do you like being my pretty sex toy?" he teases, and you can't help whimpering for him.

"yes, kwanie" you gasp it out. suddenly, breaking your movements to slip out of him, he whines with the lost, but it's replaced soon when you start to slide your folds on his length pressed over his lower belly. "im yours" you state.

both of your juices, making it easier to slide yourself on him, some of it leaking down his balls where your core spread sometimes, having seungkwan squirming under you. his cockhead messaging your clit and your walls hugging him tightly when you roll your hips on him.

you turn around, your back facing him this time, and you can hear him swearing under his breath behind you, because both of you know is one of his favorites. seungkwan is already handing his base, pressing over your entrance again as you slide in easily this time. you start fucking yourself on him from behind right away. he keeps grabbing and smacking the line of your thighs and waist as well as your ass, spreading them apart to have a good view of your pussy clenching and sucking his cock inside.

seungkwan grips your hips, starting to meet back at your thrusts. you feel your pussy throbbing, your back arching and eyes rolling back as you both moan the feeling. he is close too, pleading for you not to stop as his high is approaching, you can feel his cock twitching.

"im cumming, pretty... will you take it? take it for me, hm? let me cum in this tight cunt" he desesparately fucks into you, the wet sounds of skin slapping getting louder each time.

"cum, kwannie, please, fill me up" you moan it out and like his body responds to you, he cums in no time. you can feel his hot gun of cum hitting the spot inside you as you squirm and clench, close to cumming as well.

he slips out, more cum spreading over your center and clit as you cant hold back anymore and are cumming again too. you sit back, your cum making a mess on his thighs and his decoring your ass and lower back until the last drops as he strokes himself lazily.

when both of you are calming down, you rest yourself on his legs while he rests his on the bed frame, his eyes closed and deep breathing.

you're the first one to move, getting off him, your brows going shut when you see the mess you made on him. you look back at him with apologizing eyes, but he's just smirking at you, with drunk dazy eyes. you smile back at him, letting a peck to his lips before laying on his chest as he hugs you.

"we lost our morning" you play, looking at the clock on the room marking past midday.

"let's grab something to eat, im hungry" he says. his hands not leaving the carresses on your arm.

"did i go too hard on you, babe?" you play cockly, and seungkwan scrunches his nose a little embarrassed and shy by your comment.

"get up, cocky, let's shower"

[chunniwritesalot]

crashing - ls x vowles reader

uhmmmmm... ANYWAY

ok honestly this is kind of rushed but i still like it- at first i wasn't going to post it but then a few people told me to sooo this one is for y'allll. don't mind the fact i didn't make a banner and have to use my generic one but canva was being a real pain in my ass this morning.

uhmmm i wrote this before monday (so before he was dropped) i must've accidentally manifested something because WOW uhmmm... LOGAN IM SO SO SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN IT.

cw: sad logan, cursing maybe because i wrote this like last week and forget, not proofread!!

wc: idk 😆

any gender reader :)

-start-

the soft waves crashed against the cool sand, the salty smell being carried by the slight breeze. logan looked out from the damp, cold rock he was sitting on as the moon cast its reflection on the dark sea.

god, what was he doing here?

before he could think again, footsteps rang out behind him. it wasn't a stranger, no, it was someone he recognized- well.

but did he want to see them now? after all that had happened? their face that looked so familiar yet so foreign.

he felt their warm touch on his back, felt them settle down next to him. they didn't have to say anything for logan to know what they meant.

the silence between them stretched out before coming too thin, too fragile, before you broke it with four simple words.

"i'm proud of you." you whispered, your voice blending into the waves, the breeze, the cold. logan shook his head softly, wiping his eyes from the unfallen tears that threatened to leak over,

"everyone says that, but look where i am now." he said bitterly, burying his head in his hands. logan decided that he didn't want to see you now, but then why was he letting you stay?

"i knew dad was up to something," you whispered, disgust lacing your voice, "just didn't think he'd stoop this fucking low."

logan shrugged, "yeah, we all saw it coming." he tried to play it off, but the sharp feeling of sadness was too much. he sighed again, this time a bit more resigned to his fate. logan turned to you slightly before letting the tears wash up.

you immediately wrapped your arms around his shoulders, keeping him close as he finally let it out. 2 years of mistreatment, 2 years of abuse, 2 years of misery.

he was done with all of it, free from the restraints the blue gave him. free from your father who seemed to hate him, hate him like he did something unspeakably wrong.

you didn't say anything, there was no need. you knew logan knew what you felt. how utterly terrible it felt to let someone so close to you destroy your love, piece by piece. your father had told you it was for the best, for the team.

you couldn't help but feel it wasn't though- that your father was doing it on his own accord.

well, probably cause he was, when did your father... not.

and because your father was such a horrible person, you had to watch as people you loved got squashed to the sidelines, out of their careers, out of their dreams.

you just had the misfortune to fall in love with one of them, and you couldn't help but feel so incredibly guilty as if it was your fault the love of your life felt like he was a failure.

your grip tightened slightly, and continued to sit with logan- on that cold, damp rock until he was ready to face the world again.

and you would be there with him every single step of the way.

-fin-

my requests are open! feel free to send one in <3

[kumezyzo]

dry humping with sapnap where he is all needy please

im just gonna leave this here. its such ass btw. really short... anyway.

...enjoy...or dont :) m.list

you woke up on your own, trying to stretch in your boyfriends arms but to no avail. with the way he had his arms wrapped around you, you just squirmed awkwardly. in the process, he stirred awake.

you looked up from his chest, waiting for him to open his eyes and look down at you with his pretty green eyes. when he does finally open his eyes, he blinks down at you and smiles lazily.

you smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss, meeting his lips softly. he hummed, pulling you in by your waist as close as he could get you. he pulled away and sighed, closing his eyes to just bask in your presence.

"im gonna go to the bathroom," you tell him quietly, moving his arm off your waist. he grunts softly and sits up as you stumble out of bed, licking his lips at the sight of you in your short and thin sleep shorts.

he was on his phone when you came back into the room. he wrapped his arm around you when you sat in bed with him, watching him look through his emails.

then he turned switched to his home screen, looking down at you. you look up, waiting for him to say something but instead he kisses you. its needy, lustful if you will. it throws you off guard.

you pull away, placing your hand on his chest to keep him from chasing you. "what brought this on?"

"those shorts are nice," is all he says before going back in for another kiss. he set his phone om the nightstand, using his now free hand to rest it high up on your thigh.

you pulled away, eliciting a groan from him. "my shorts turned you on?" you ask smugly. he rolled his eyes and gave your thigh a particularly hard squeeze.

you shook your head with a smile and moved to straddle his lap. "its okay, you can say you were checking out my ass."

"im always checking you out," he says shamelessly. he moves his hands on your hips. you look at him in shock before sighing and leaning in to kiss him again.

you moan softly when you finally feel how hard he got in the span of a few minutes. the heat radiating from it causing you to squirm softly. his grip on your hips only tightened and then lightly guided you in a way that encouraged you to keep going.

he moaned against your lips, feeling like if you stopped, he would die. you werent sure if he had realized how he was whimpering with every drag of your hips against his. and for you, it was juat as arousing thinking of how much he seemingly needed you in that moment.

you pull away from his lips, feeling your heart flutter at the way he chased you. you admired the red of his lips and the love sick look in his eye as you caught your breath.

when you slowed your hips, his hands helped you continue the movement. he was addicted.

i just rewatched Sweeney Todd and it truly is fantastic. tell me if i have typos in this. or if yall want a longer version. -nony

[the-s1lly-corner]

Which of the creeps (that you write romantically for) be okay/like a bada$$ s/o? Like every1 is intimidated and every1 thinks that if you try to fight them you’re stupid? Have a great day!!

Creeps with a badass reader!

i actually really like this idea!! also im so so sorry it took me so long to get to this </3!! ive kinda been focusing on art these past few days, and when i havent been drawing ive kinda been. laying in my own. feelings. sleepy.... yk how it is!!

with that said! yeah! i wont be doing all the bare bones list of characters i usually do with non specified characters! to keep true with the prompt im going to stick with characters i feel would like this kind of S/O and/or compliment the readers fierce nature... also going to aim for a more comedic style

LIST OF CHARACTERS: Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Splendorman

CW; mentions of violence

Splendorman;

No because just think about it; a soft easy going cryptid with a strong and ready to fight partner

"he asked for no pickles" dynamic basically imo LMAO

he would rather you tone it down, or at least dont fight for him... he doesnt want you to get hurt, or in trouble..! mostly trouble, he knows you can handle yourself

he wont ever say it but hes internally swooning anytime you fight for him, though. like. "oh? they would do this for me just because someone said something vaguely mean about me?"... hes red in the face

tries to introduce you to new people to make potential friends since he kinda thinks part of your bloodlust(/j) is from loneliness, which in turn makes people see you as.. mean... so its a loop. he doesnt mean it in a bad way! he just cares about your well being!

overall he secretly thinks its hot but hed rather you stay out of trouble and hed try to find ways to make you less fierce...

Laughing Jack;

like splendorman he thinks its hot but he WILL vocalize it

also he thinks its really funny whenever people try to antagonize you

pulls a bag of popcorn out of thin air and watches the show/hj

he will literally cheer for you from the sidelines and becomes the fights personal announcer

absolutely treats you when you win; showered in praise and love and gifts

hes flustered; depending on what color you think he blushes (personally i think he blushes a purpleish-grey), his entire face is that color when he watches it happen

again, hes really into it

smh ive been on a lj trip these past few days and i hardly got anything for him here god mfing damn!!!!

Hoodie;

ngl he probably throws himself into the fight and yall both kick the shit out of the person

basically think something like this scene (ive never seen jjba my friend showed me this) where he just joins you after watching for a few seconds (we can say the third person is masky/j)

anyways it wont let me move the gif up so pretend the gif is under the above bullet point instead of at the end of this segment

really yall are kinda the same but hoodie is more likely to sit back and access the situation before jumping in and fighting someone unless like. its an immediate life or death thing

now how does he feel about you being a proclaimed badass?

he respects it, and he knows that you can defend yourself when hes not around so it also puts him at ease

maybe you two will spar every now and then to get better at defense and offense stuff (he will not go easy on you btw, bro will give it his all)

Eyeless Jack;

he doesnt really like the fighting since hes also likely the one who has to patch you up afterwards. like even if you win the fight youre still going to be hurt in some way, this applies to all the other characters too. ej is just the only one who has the knowledge when it comes to tending wounds...

with ej, in my au, he doesnt really. like conflict, especially since his own body is changing into something that isnt human; he already has enough on his plate already, doesnt need to go bury an extra body because he let his temper get the better of him

and every now and then, that mindset of avoiding conflict bleeds to how he views you and your attitude

hes happy that you can defend yourself, like hoodie he admires it; but at the same time he gets so scared that youre going to pick a fight with the wrong person or get hit in the wrong spot, and..

he does not pity those who are dumb enough to rile you up, though..

overall he worries for you and already has enough on his plate with himself ... but dont think that he sees tending to you as a burden! hell do it regardless of what caused your injury

possible idea for an angst post? ooo? maybe, if you guys want it

[headkiss]

hi anna!!! i saw you're looking for winter themed requests soooooo

could you do steve or eddie (im obsessed with both) x reader and warming up with hot chocolate after being outside?

its been so cold where i live, around -40 celsius at night and im freezing

hiiii i went with eddie for this one and i hope u like it!!! | 0.6k fluff and r is always cold :D

You run cold.

Eddie’s used to your chilly hands and you using him as your own source of warmth, especially in the trailer where cold seems to seep in quite easily. He even bought a space heater for his room when you started coming around more often.

He’s made room in his wardrobe for your sweaters and pajamas, keeps extra blankets in his room, makes sure his kettle always has water in it in case you want something warm to drink. One less step for you.

With winter fast approaching, you stay closer to him when you’re together, and he has no complaints about that.

You’d coaxed him out for a walk while you were over, despite the fact that you’d be the colder one, not him.

“Babe, it’s freezing,” he’d said.

“So, I’ll bundle up. Please?”

He can’t so no to you, not that he wanted to anyway, so, before he knew it you were out the door. Beanie on your head, scarf wrapped around your neck, your jacket zipped all the way up, and your gloved hand in Eddie’s.

The thin layer of snow on the ground crunches under your boots, leaving two sets of footprints for every step.

You like spending time with Eddie in any way you can—he’s your boyfriend, after all—but simple things like walks feel special, more personal, almost. It’s a slice of domesticity, a sense of calm that you only find with your boy.

Eddie thinks you’re the cutest thing ever, especially buried in layers the way you are, your neck completely covered up and your jacket hugging you. Though your nose is runny and you sniffle every so often, he wouldn’t want it any other way.

He doesn’t let you stay out for long, noticing your shivering even when you try to hide it.

Back at the trailer, he pulls your gloves off for you, cupping your hands and bringing them to his mouth to blow on them, warming them up. He presses kisses to your cold cheeks, and even when his lips are cold, too, they make you warmer.

With your gear off, you settle on the couch while Eddie goes to grab you some blankets, coming back with three just to be safe and tossing one over your lap, one around your shoulders, the other half on you and half vacant for him to come back to.

He hands you the TV remote, “you pick something to watch, I’ll make some hot chocolate. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds perfect, Eds.”

You’ve told him numerous times that you don’t need him to dote on you the way he does, but he likes doing it, wants to, and you can’t exactly stop him when he’s being so sweet.

You hear the clanking of dishes and the sound of the kettle on the stove coming from the kitchen while you browse the channels. A small smile spreads when you hear Eddie humming something in the next room. You love his voice.

It’s a couple of minutes and he’s back, two steaming mugs in hand, “here you go, babe. Did you want whipped cream?”

“Just come sit with me, won’t you? It’s perfect like this.”

“If you insist.”

You hold your mug in both hands while he sits next to you, one of his arms quickly finding its place around your shoulders, tugging you into his side.

“You warm enough?” He asks; his favorite question.

“I’m great,” you say.

Sure, your toes are still a little numb and your cheeks still cold to the touch, but with Eddie next to you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, you think you’re plenty warm already.

[orchidbreezefc]

reposting my old twitter thread regarding venom (2018), which a friend once said should be printed on the back of the dvd case. screenshots aren't working but they'd be redundant with the image ID anyway. if you want the 🌟Full Experience🌟 the original thread is [here].

[1/10] ok i just watched the venom movie for the first time and yall? let me level with you. real talk. full frontal honest hot take.

shit was amazing.

[2/10] like you know that whole shit with video games where people just get so into it and the completionism and the competitive scene and the graphics and whatever and youre like yeah ok but is it like. fun

thats me with venom vs mcu

[3/10] like goddamn. i had fun. i loved it. i saw it and it was an enjoyable experience for me and i liked watching it.

with mcu im all no i get that this is an installment of a series that has a greater overarching plot and shit but like.... am i gonna enjoy it? at all?

[4/10] me looking at mcu movies like am i gonna feel an echo of an iota of entertainment anywhere in my being at any point during this movie or nah?? and most of the time its a solid nah!!! but tom hardy just showed me a good goddamn time!!!!!

[5/10] like man. you talk about disaster characters? i thought i had seen disaster characters. eddie turbofucks his life into the ground with great prejudice. he makes dysfunction an art form. he hits rock bottom and pulls out a jackhammer and thats BEFORE the alien

[6/10] like i spent the front half of the movie going dude. who even allowed this dude to be a protag of anything. who said yep lets make this guy the main character, that seems acceptable

and then around the climax i realized that they HAD to for the plot to work

[7/10] like just imagine how shit wouldve gone were eddie not an eighteen wheeler fucktruck tire fire. if the man were capable of catching a whiff of a phantom of the dessicated corpse of his own common sense none of this would have worked

[8/10] like any human being who is even .0005% more functional than eddie (i.e. anyone on the planet) would not have responded like 'hey actually? i LIKE having this cannibal monster alien controlling my body. i think this is GOOD. im gonna KEEP IT.' like eddie what in the whole fuck.

[9/10] this guy is not even there!!! the whole time!!! nothing behind this dude's eyes. he started dissociating shortly before meeting the scientist lady and he just never fuckin stopped. the lights are all off upstairs. this dude is checked out and he is NEVER coming back.

[10/10] final point the dialogue was just fucking phenomenal start to finish. just absolutely batshit nuts what was coming out of everybody's mouths. and the delivery was stellar, like the wack shit they were saying was completely normal and fine. i'd like to shake that writer's hand

BONUS:

[ID: a graphic that reads, in all caps: "disclaimer: black panther and thor 3: ragnarok are exempt from this statement" and in lowercase: "(captain america 2: the winter soldier you're on thin fucking ice)". end ID]

[definitelynotshouting]

everything i loved and feared (first 1k)

hello scarianblr beloveds this is the unedited very beginning of my completed scarian fic that im posting for the hell of it. fic is 7k rn but that will likely expand after the final draft rewrite<3 so this is just a funky little teaser thats gonna be rewritten anyway, hence why i dont mind sharing.

CWs for: blood, graphic injury, implied character death. Enjoy :]

Grian’s eyes are red now.

It’s an odd color on him– not because it doesn’t suit him, but because it suits him far too well. Like a glove, Scar thinks past the hazy, heady fog settling over his mind. Red like his tattered sweater– like the blood that beads between Scar's neck and shoulder, clouding the water he kneels in. Red like life.

Red like love.

That’s the fog settling thick over his senses. Love, the amalgamation of it, something so beautiful and terrible that anyone else wouldn’t– shouldn’t– look at it head-on. But inside Scar’s chest is a warm purr; he has rolled the die, shown his hand, and now Grian stands over him, vibrating red, red, red. He’s gorgeous like this, all righteous, trembling fury. Scar wants to pull him close and kiss him until they’re both dead.

“You can kill me” he says, and his voice shakes with the cost of this victory. “Grian. You can kill me.”

Above him, an avenging angel falters. Grian’s sword, so swift with its raging swing, lowers by a noticeable fraction. “What? No.”

“For everything you did to me,” Scar says, breathless, “to keep me alive this long– you may slay me, and take the enchanter.” He lowers his head, until his forehead brushes against cool, rippling water. It feels like benediction. It feels like a curse.

Grian will win. It is both the least and most Scar can do for him.

When Grian speaks, his voice is small. “No– no, I can’t. I literally can’t. Scar–”

“Do it,” Scar insists, that eager haze billowing through his veins, unfolding to rest with steady pressure against his bowed spine. Distantly, he wonders why nothing is singing. There should be war horns, trumpets, a blazing, crescendoing melody. Birds, at the very least.

Instead there is only miserable silence.

Grian sucks in an audible breath. “I’m not–” he starts, then breaks off; Scar lifts his head to watch him struggle, how his grip loosens on the hilt of his sword, how his eyes pinch around the edges. Grian flinches, presses his free hand to his head, eyes going middle-distant.

“The spectators want a fight,” he says at last, hollow.

And this is what he's waited for, this moment of realization; the other shoe dropped, the culmination of the game they've waltzed around. Scar smooths his voice, curling it around the two of them with gentle, insistent pressure. “It’s okay, G. You can kill me. You can be the winner.”

For one, long moment, Grian holds his stare, expression flayed open for only Scar to see. Raw and wild, his eyes gleam in the dawning sun– thin strands of hair curl around his ears, damp from their earlier struggle in the pond.

Slow, so slow it’s almost imperceptible, Grian shakes his head. Clenches his jaw. “Scar, they want blood.” Something in his face shifts– some beetled brow, a muscle jumping before smoothing out. He’s shaking: ripples blooming around him as he wavers on his feet, as if adrenaline has finally retracted its claws.

Scar’s shaking too. Even in this, they are together.

Scar opens his mouth– to push, to press, to snap him out of whatever spell holds him in suspension– but Grian beats him to it; his sword lifts from its helpless stance, glittering bright and blue in the sun. His mouth twists, tired affection curling the corners of his lips.

“Scar,” Grian says, “no matter what happens, we can claim this as a double victory. Right?”

The words are a cool caress against his fevered skin. Scar sinks into them, eyes drifting shut– because even now, with victory dancing through his veins, he can’t look Grian in the face when he kills him. “Yes,” he breathes, and braces for the blow, the cut of diamond against his carotid–

It never comes.

Instead, a rush of air as the sword comes down; the sharp, wet schlck of a blade entering flesh; a choked-off, gurgling yelp. Scar’s eyes fly open just as Grian falls to his knees with a splash, and–

And blood is tumbling from his gut in great scarlet waves where his sword is buried, slicking around his hands where he grips the hilt. Grian’s teeth are stained as he grins up at Scar, sharp and feral, eyes alight with more fire than Scar has seen in them since he knelt to die. “You win,” Grian hisses, and shudders, one hand flying out to sink into the silt of the pond they’re both kneeling in. Like a toppling tower, the rest of his body follows suit, falling sideways into bloody water.

The fog clouding his mind is ripped away in one fell swoop. Scar isn’t sure if he screams– all he knows is that one moment Grian is collapsing, and the next Scar is holding him, breath stuttering in his lungs.

“Grian– Grian, no, hang on. Wait, wait, wait, no, no– no, no, no, no. Grian.” His hands find the hilt of Grian’s sword, but make no move to pull it out– that would just kill him faster. It's like he's been punched– the bright, earnest rays of the sun have missed their mark, gilded the wrong death in stunning, flagrant gold. “What are you doing?” he chokes, like that will reverse everything.

Grian was supposed to win. Grian was supposed to be the winner.

“They never said what kind of blood,” Grian says, hazy. His lips wobble. “I can’t– I couldn’t, Scar. I couldn’t kill you.” When he coughs, blood bubbles on his lips. “Sorry.”

“No you’re not,” Scar whispers, fingers shifting to catch in the wet strands of Grian’s hair. “You did that on purpose– Grian, you were supposed to win.”

He’d done everything– cast the die, folded his cards, offered up his life, because Scar knows himself; he could never handle being alone. Not in that emptiness. Maybe it’s selfish, how he’d planned to let Grian take that fall instead– but Scar is selfish. And more than that, he’s in love: awful, truthful, scarlet love, with a man now dying in his arms.

“You weren’t supposed to die,” Scar wails, terror thick in his lungs, despair a weight around his ankle. He leans forward, brushing his forehead against Grian’s, until the trembling puffs of breath from Grian’s lips fan over his own. “Grian– how could you?”

When he pulls back again, Grian grins at him. The sun slips across his face, revealing the pale, faded remnants of freckles scattered over his cheeks. Scar has always wanted to count them. He’s never gotten close enough until now. “Guess I’m just not cut out to be a winner,” he murmurs, one hand lifting to rest, delicate as a butterfly, over Scar’s cheek.

He does not say I love you. He does not say anything at all. Instead he guides Scar’s head down, until their lips brush, the taste of copper flooding Scar’s tongue. Then his hand drops, breath hitching, head lolling back–

Scar wakes up choking on his own desperate scream.

[carlplsrailme]

HII DAISY (with intention of making you witness my undying love for Carl) 🐈‍⬛🦈 ANON HERE I HAD THR MOST SEVERE BRAINROT YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS LMFOAOAOOO im so sorry in advance ily shawty 😕💗

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warnings: perv!carl, innocent!reader, fluffy carl, deranged ramblings, slight dubcon? (nothing too dark hes just a grabby lil guy), sort of ddlg-ish, corruption kink, horrible humor, female masturbation, carl helps out reader, mutual pining + "strictly friends" plot because i love that shit, nicknames like princess/baby/doll

(Carl is 18+ here, think S8/9) (he is alive in my mind 😻😻)

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perv!carl would 100% fr ong randomly grab you, like you'd be standing next to his chair at the table rambling about the first issue of some comic you found and wanting him to help you find the rest, and he keeps peeking at the hem of the tiny skirt you're wearing that keeps jumping up and down as you move excitedly, you're like "pleasepleaseplease you have to come with me and get the rest it ended on such a massive cliff- AAH" and hes looking at you like "ended on such a what?" with such an innocent face as if he didn't just shove his hand up your skirt and grab your upper thigh and ass in his big hand 😭 and you're just like "-hanger uh Carl what are you doing" and he starts groping at the flesh and so casually says "touching you princess, friends do that right?" knowing damn well you're thinking about stuff like holding hands or hugging

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perv!carl not letting you read the 18+ comics he has because "you're too sweet for this, its got naked people baby, can't let stuff like that pollute your pretty little head" 1, 2, 3...bingo  "please? just wan see a little?" and he can't say no to your doe eyes- well i mean thats the reaction he wanted from you anyway- knew he was going to get. i think it goes without saying that you were swirming in his lap the whole time you read as he held the book and turned the pages for you, hot breath on the back of your neck and between your legs

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sitting on perv♡carls leg one day as you watch tv and hes writing down stuff you guys need at home and he absentmindedly starts bouncing the leg you're sitting on, you didn't really notice anything other than a tingly feeling at first and now you're gently rubbing your soaked pussy onto his jeans thanking God he wore black ones today struggling to not move too much so he doesn't see you acting like a bunny in heat. You're up off his lap as everything starts to feel warmer and fuzzy, too scared to know whats going to happen next, a little "'m sleepy, gonna go upstairs" as you wobbly at first walk run  away into the shared bedroom and sit on the edge of your bed trying to will the feeling away. It doesn't help that Mr Eddie bear (EDDIE MUNSON REFERENCE???!??!?!?111!!11😱😱 *GONE WRONG* *POLICE CALLED*) your most beloved teddy is staring at you with his beady little eyes saying "hump me! hump me!" he wasn't doing that at all he was just looking at you and you thought of recreating your little activity with Carl onto him, he was right about the comics polluting your pretty head 😕

Carl didn't really hear your soft whimpers coming from upstairs, the hem of your tshirt you hapharzedly bit on muffling the sounds, but as he neared the door - he didn't mean to hear them, he just wanted his gun so he could get your comics for you - he hears your soft sobs coming through the tiny crack in the door which you didn't fully close. This man thinks your crying at first, goes over every single thing he did that day incase he was the cause of it but all of a sudden snapping out of that once he hears your aah and then a frustrated whine. He likes to think he didn't start palming himself over his jeans at the sight of you in your blush underwear with a little red bow and lace edges, white teeshirt soaking at the hem from your spit, messy hair framing your flushed face covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Small hands gripping into the comforter as you grinded your hips down onto Mr Eddie Bears poor, now soaked face, eyes squeezed shut under your furrowed eyebrows. He whimpers a little thinking hes never seen anything prettier, even in your feral state which he unknowingly caused, you're the most beautiful thing hes ever laid his eye(s) on. He then fingered you till you bit him and cried and then fell asleep on him afterward ☺☺

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perv!carl cumming in your underwear and making you wear it, loooooves watching you turn pink everytime you sit down and squirm feeling his warm fluids under you.

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Not perv!carl idk what to call thsi one😞 but Carl letting you shave his face, you're sitting on the bathroom counter with your tongue poked out and eyes squinting narrow as you drag the razor gently up his jaw. Hes holding your waist and watching you do this with so much concentration, loves your little whine and then giggle when he boops you, getting shaving cream onto your nose (sobbing qnd weeping)

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Sitting on Carls lap as he fingers you and you jerk him off, then lick his cum off your fingers while he looks at you flabbergasted, "tastes like ice cream" you say softly with a little giggle - you're gonna have to use your hands again -

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SLEEPING WITH HIM RAAAAHHHH hes the biggest softest warmest cuddlyest big perfect boy to cuddle with or just sleep on, I like to imagine lying on him like a ducking koala bear - legs on either side of his hips, arms around his neck and your face squished into his, hes got his arms around your waist holding you tight so you don't slip off (like thats even possible)

every now and then you rub your nose into his cheek like a cat, long gone into dreamland whispering his name among some other incoherent words

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Carl. Just Carl yes thats all, Carl

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Carl Monstercock Grimes fucking you missionary, your legs are hiked up and wrapped around his hips, one arm around his neck and the other lying limp like the rest of your body. Hes lying on top of you, keeping you down with his weight as he fucks in and out of you, hitting that one spot which makes you go all stupid over and over and over again, you're not even sure how long its been or how many times you've cum at this point. You can feel him so deep inside of you, literally no thoughts just Carl♡Carl♡Carl♡

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Carl making you suck his dick out in the open, your bare knees are on the rough pebbles getting rubbed raw as he fucks your face. He cums and you swallow it all and he picks you up off the ground to your feet like a little doll. Feelsbadman when he sees your cut up red and pink knees, makes you back against the wall as he gets onto his knees and kisses yours better - Now in his defense you shouldn't have worn a skirt he got a peak up of so easily - so technically he isn't to blame for your trembling thighs around his shoulders as you cum on his mouth and fingers 😊

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sorry if this is much or you don't like these asks, i wont share if you dont wish to see these <33

OK BYEBYE SWEETIE, THANK YOU FOR DOING GODS WORK WITH THIS ACCOUNT HAVE A LOVELY DAY ILY BYEBYE 💗💗💗🐈‍⬛🦈🐈‍⬛🦈🐈‍⬛🦈

omg..why way i CACKELED AT THAT DUMBASS YOUTUBE TITLE OF EDDIE OAIRGOIERHGOEIRHGAERHG i fr needed a moment.

but DAMN cat shark, girl you really just wrote a whole ass book and dipped. I KNOW this has been in your head for a while LMAWEIFA

but this is amazing omg <3 thank you for taking the time to write this babes!! <3

[syrupspinner]

i just defeated Hunie Pop

it was a gift

wow this game is SO racist. like, i went in suspecting the female objectification but god damn this game has a weird relationship with race. any girl who isnt white has a line of unique gifts exclusively tailored to their race, except for lola, but she makes up for it by having some of her favorite gifts be a basketball and a watermelon. i guess audrey and jessie are pretty stereotypical white trash, but that doesnt really help the games case

the worst part is im actually kinda into the gameplay. who the hell cant get behind match-3? well, i cant when the recognition system is too slow to recognize my matches. ive had moments where a red circle falls on three vertical red circles, and it just doesnt count as a 4-line. bejeweled managed that in 2001, thats just negligent

its not just a vacuum though, theres also the dating sim and management gameplay! you can buy gifts for all the girls to give you honey, which you can spend on a limited amount of stat upgrades and nothing else. i have 40,000 hunie i literally cant spend. anyway, theres a memorization aspect that actually does a good job at encouraging you to interact with the characters as more than boobs with a smile (as long as the facts are actually character building like their favorite season or their college major, and not literally their boobs).

i think the loop of building stats for the dates and building your relationships with the girls is actually pretty solid. until it stalls out, at least. im in the endgame now, doing nothing but killing time to build relationships with the unlockable characters (yes, all of them at once, that stupid bag of fish just wouldnt spawn until the midgame) and it really makes this games flaws shine. i have more hunie than i could ever spend, money is pretty useless since all i can meaningfully spend it on is food (more chances to talk with girls and earn hunie) booze (makes talking to girls give you more hunie) and gifts (just gives you hunie), so all im doing is fucking around wasting time until momo decides shes ready for another date.

by the way, can we stop with the whole 'born sexy yesterday' thing? momo says shes 1 year old in cat-years or something, but its fine because shes technically an adult (if she even says that much...?). its a total turn-off to try and seduce a girl who doesnt even know where shes from and can barely pronounce alcohol. who wants to feel like such a predatory creep? dont answer that

the game is lame. maybe id get more out of it if i like, understood the appeal of porn games? so like, if im horny, im not gonna fuck around playing bejeweled with my dick in my hand, im just gonna watch real porn. and if im not horny, the whole game is just

audrey im trying to keep my combo going put your shirt back on

the point is that i dont recommend this game. it tries to be an arcade puzzler that cheaps out on the mechanics, a dating sim with paper-thin caricatures, a management game where you run out of ways to meaningfully spend both currencies by the third hour of gameplay, and a sex game where... okay i dont really know what makes a good sex game but i still didnt have fun

[princessofxianle]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

well THANK YOU for asking, you are the first to!

tbh ive been meaning to do this on my main blog bc I take these wayyy too seriously lol but ANYWAY heres my top 10 faves (in no particular order) that I can think of (tbh theres prob more i forgot about, or i wanted to keep only 1 per fandom... except tgcf)

Huge Spoiler Warning: for ALL of tgcf, 2ha, aot, AND JJK MANGA!!!

1. Feng Xin (tgcf)

do i even need to explain this one? loyal to a fault, just a cute lil puppy, one hell of a sculpted archers back, and he's head over heels in love with Xie Lian (but tbh same) i have a lot of thoughts about him on a daily basis on this blog (and also theres the #fx backstory au tag)

2. Noé Archiviste (the Case Study of Vanitas)

MY BABY

the absolute bestest boy of EVER... with a LOAD of unprocessed trauma (yknow the typical stuff like seeing your childhood bff get decapitated in front of you) and a lot more to come once we find out how he kills his boyfriend best friend, Vanitas...

i ALSO think about him a lot but over on @noes-pillow

3. Sejanus Plinth (The Hunger Games: tbosas)

hated reading as a child... HATED it... picked up the og trilogy when i was 12 and i was a goner. The funny thing is i still hated reading for YEARS up until i picked up the prequel novel then in 2020, and now ive read all of tgcf, 2ha, and more fanfic than i could ever imagine... all because this stupid boy (i love him) chose to trust the WORST person as his friend, rip sejanus my baby

the movie is v good btw, if you havent seen it you should

4. Xie Lian (tgcf)

*Taizi Dianxia Fang Xin Guoshi General Hua Xie Lian*

how this man survived 800 years of being physically unable to die and never went insane is a mystery i will never be able to fully comprehend (aaand im in love with him... hmm i wonder why...)

5. Mihael "Mello" Keehl (Death Note)

the chocolate-addicted blonde boi that was my first anime crush... by proxy I must also add Mail "Matt" Jeevas because they are a package deal

these two are also the reason i started writing fanfic so they will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart

6. Xue Meng - (2ha)

*sigh* he's just everyone's fav peacock (yes technically the image is XM 0.5 but he had a cool ass bird so im using this photo bc its COOL anyway...) mengmeng is another one of my trauma bois who has lost next to everything and yet is STILL kicking ass and taking names #thatsmyfuckingsectleader so proud of you my son

also this might get me into hot water here but imma go ahead and say it...

this is what i wanted Jiang Cheng to be... (i LOVE my angy grape but...) through thick and thin, despite EVERYTHING, and even mo ran fucking abandoning him he will still call mo ran his "ge"...

fgjhdfhfdg THEYRE BROTHERS, OKAY???

7. Howl Pendragon (Howl's Moving Castle)

ok this one i just simply do not need to explain... if you think i do, go watch this whole movie and then there ya go thats your answer...

GENDER

8. River Song (Doctor Who)

aside from being the character that unlocked my unhealthy obsession with :) Main Character Death :) at the ripe ol' age of 8 YEARS (although Will Turner from POTC also helped on that front... Orlando Bloom my beloved) River's story was a stroke of absolute GENIUS from start to finish and i simply love how Alex Kingston played her...

"You don't expect a sunset to admire you back."

I just love the doomed ones, okay...

9. Satoru Gojo (Jujutsu Kaisen)

look... theres *gojo girlies* uwu and then theres GOJO GIRLIES... i couldn't give 2 shits about how he's fan-serviced (tho im not complaining) but have you SEEN the amount of grief pumped into that man? he could explode in a fit of fucking insanity at literally any moment and take the whole goddamn world down with him bc what happened with suguru WASNT FAIR to him and satoru has more than enough power to go apeshit... but he DOESN'T... even after losing so many of his co-sorcerers... he still puts on a brave face to the end in order to protect the childhood of his students even tho his own youth was stolen from him during hidden inventory...

SEE? The DOOMED ones!

10. Levi Ackerman (Attack on Titan)

i read the manga during my last year of uni and when i tell you i SOBBED at the end... yes ofc for obvious reasons, but mostly bc my little Levi loses EVERYTHING. He is the SOLE survivor of the veteran scouts. He's missing multiple fingers, an eye, and the ability to walk. He was the strongest (yowaimo) but wasn't even granted the mercy to die at the end of his narrative! Broke my fucking heart.

BONUS: Morph (Treasure Planet)

he's a morph!!! nuff said <3

fin

[sapphosdickandballs]

heyyyy!!! i saw that you changed ur theme. just wanted to first of all say i loveeeee that shade of green omg. its so cool.

anyway also that ask you sent about reading kiss her once for me- ahhh. im stoked ur reading it!! ellie is such a loser and yeah. i need a jane su/jack (i forget her last name atm whoops) in my life. mostly jane aughhhh... sorry im noooot here to gush abt ols HOWEVER. i get it. 100%. idk i just like- loved them. they were cute and ughhh.

u got any updates w reading???

i just got done reading delilah green doesnt care and tbh. its not a rec from me. im gonna keep my thoughts to a minimum but it felt very bland and like a whole nothing burger with such a... paper thin character veil. i didnt care about the cast at all???? especially not the ship. i did like iris and astrid but damn it just was low key boring??? the sex scenes werent even hot 👎. like okay so not gonna rip on it TOO hard but it's got a cute cover but i didnt find it to be rec worthy nor is it even comparable to any of my other favs. it was mindless, but executed in a way that felt underwhelming. like a different book i read- mistakes were made. which is by an author you recommended a book from. thats a whole nother argument i had formed but that one wasn't good either 😭. sorry but that one suffered from the opposite problem of too much sex and the plot just WASNT compelling. also the characters were awful?? at least the daughter. i hate that she was written as some spoiled child when she was legitimatly a college student. anyway NOT recs. but im indeed interested in giving both of their other books a try??

anyway i really REALLY want to try this one eventually. it looks really good but my libby doesnt have ittttt :(

uhhh another thing is-

i ask of you now- to make a decision on which i start first since you recommended them both to me in that long ask. (thats mainly why im sending this lol i could go either way but would like ur silly input on to choose which path to take first.)

as for the ask you sent earlierrrrr- i might dm u later w a bunch of rambles bc im not gonna publicly ramble in case they ever find this acc but watch out!! i can yap. :3

anyway thats all!!

Oh that sucks about Delilah green doesn’t care. I think that was on my list but I hadn’t started it yet. But I trust your judgment so I’ll prolly take it off

By an author I recced or one of the books I recced? Just curiosu. If it’s an author I recced I’ll make a mental note not to read any more of them

I’ve read til the point they arrived at the mansion and she met boozy in kiss her once for me I’m easily distracted but I will read more soon! I have a bunch of stuff I have to do for uni so it might be a sec. But I will read more I do really like it

ughhhhh the falling in love montage is so. Aughhhh. I love that book. It sucks your library doesn’t have it I read it on Libby so that’s weird. I wish you luck in finding it tho it’s so good

Oh this is hard okay. So something to talk about is very angsty? Like I read it and was yelling at the characters the whole time to stop being stupid. But if you relate to feeling like a predatory lesbian (I do 🙌) then this book will hit. I ultimately really liked it and thought the angst and buildup was worth it

I also really like never ever getting back together it’s pretty fluffy and cute and makes fun of the bachelor type shows which I thoroughly enjoyed cause I watch those shows (guilty pleasure) and it’s dual perspective which I always be eating up. One of the main characters acts like an idiot for a while but then it gets really cute. And it’s not too sex heavy afaik. Neither is something to talk about except for the very ending

Both are good I can’t really recommend you one over the other, so I will just say are you in a more angsty mood or a more fluffy mood

That’s fine lmao that’s why I added the disclaimer of answer in an ask or a dm. I just hate saying you can dm me cause liek. The implications

[skullinahat]

whenever i go font hunting for a project i have a bad habit of downloading fonts i'll never use just because they delight me, so i wanted to share some of them! im pretty sure literally all of them are public domain so if u like any of them pls download them too

for reference to what a normal font looks like, here's helvetica.

now, lets get into my favorites!

This is LT glockenspiel black. just fucking look at this thing. look at it. i love how they didnt really choose a consistent flourish and just go with everything. it feels almost satirically luxurious. 10/10 i try it in my projects whenever i want a laugh

Baymanat. i've got like seven calligraphic fonts like this ill never use and had to throw one of them in her 9/10 its nice

ANABELA. LOOK AT THAT HALFTONE. LOOK AT THOSE WIBBLY LETTERFORMS. WHAT IS HAPPENING 10/10

droog... if anybody has actually used or seen droog in a project show me. now. i have to see it. not only is it a 10/10 unique font deisgn i'll never use it also has a 10/10 name. thats fucking droog all right

Block Out!!! i actually love this font. it's so unreadable in practice but i dont care i NEED to find a way to use it. its so comitted to its gimmick it doesnt half ass any letterform i love it 10/10

monogram fonts are NOT supposed to be used this way but i dont care. look at this. painful. how are you even supposed to use monogram fonts anyway? 10/10

festa!! found this one just recently, it has such futuristic fantasy energy. it just borders on annoyance because of the mixture of circle sizes. never seen a font gimmick like it before 9/10

flegrei. why are there three super thin lines in this entire font and only three 9/10

garish monde. dear gods if i ever need a glitchy eroded font this is what ill use but i really and truly never have 9/10

graphic attitude. this font looks terrible if you do anything longer than a single word but im really really fond of it 10/10

and now we get into kingthings!! this is kingthings facetype, found this through another tumblr post abt it. kingthings was (maybe still is but i dont think so) a super profilic typeface designer with a lot of really weird stuff. im a huge huge fan. they also included a txt file with their fonts that includes a short description of each one and its adorable. here's what they had to say abt facetype.

Kingthings Facetype

I made this font having thought of the name - maybe not the usual way to go about font design. It is based upon Kingthings Exeter and can be used to embellish that font or just as decorated capitals. I enjoyed making this font and it was one of the quickest to do - i just got completely absorbed by the project. I hope you enjoy this daft font!

Kingthings Serifique UL wide. ridicoulous. the flourishes always were a little awkward but on the UL wide theyre obscene. 10/10

Kingthings Inkydinky

I am making a font called Kingthings Serifique (well, that's what it's called this morning) - I got side tracked - again! I was filling and testing fountain pens for the Charity Shop in which I work… Mother always said I'm a filthy Herbert. Doesn't a little Ink go a long way?

Kingthings spirogyra. 10/10

Kingthings Spirogyra

I doodle you know…I remember with wonder, Biology lessons at 'big' school, with Microscopes, and a filamentous pond weed called Spirogyra. There were spirals in it! and a nucleus like a star! and then 35 years later (or so), I doodled Kingthings Spirogyra idly watching TV.

kingthings sheepishly. 10/10 perfection

kingthings tendrylle 11/10 one of my faovirte unusable fonts in the entire world its so amazing in every way

kingthings widow- another 11/10. kevin you are truly my favorite typographer in the whole entire universe

kidskas- ive posted about this font before. look at it again. you need to. its amazing. perfection 11/10

labryinth NF. when in my life will i use this font? no idea. do i fucking love it with my entire heart? yes. look at the curves using half circles to keep the weight. its got two gimmicks and it sticks to them. 10/10

LOSTAR MY BEAUTIFUL BABY BOY. all my work has been to legibility focused to use this yet but once i get a project thats more whimsical you fucking know who im trying first 10/10

middle cove beach rocks. 10/10 this font fills me with love i dont think ill ever use it but it has my whole heart

milka aged! i love how soft and warm this font is (: 9/10

mister loopy. when i talk about fonts fuckin commiting to their gimmick, this is what i mean. look at this. this is not a font you just use for a project this is a font you build a project around 10/10

misty candy. 10/10 probably the most disturbing font i have i love how it looks like pre-chewed gum

ocean view initials. 10/10. exactly what it is

tuscan expanded. i love expanded fonts so much. i have actually used this font before and it is perfect for one very specific purpose and thats it

pesagi lemu regular. hate this. 10/10

ponderosa std medium. this makes me laugh out loud 10/10

popstars!! this font is the reason i wanted to make this list its so delightful 10/10

RABENK. ABSOLUTELY UNREADABLY IN PRACTICE BUT HAS ENERGY LIKE NO OTHER. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO THE X. 11/10

i have like four more but i hit tumblrs image limit so i'll be back.

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

2x19 of FBI (only watching for ms. hailey upton)

bro

that starting??

scared the ever-loving shit out of me

it was so graphic???

what for??

why??

oooo

haileyyyy

my girl looks so GOOD

i don't understand how its possible for someone to look that pretty

i don't

its not fair

this OA guy is kinda...

he’s um...

idek him at ALL

and im kinda

*debby ryan hair tuck*

*clears throat* anyways

he’s also really tall???

how tall is this actor???

BRO THE ACTOR IS 6′ 5″(1.96m)???

WHAT

UM

IM FIVE FOOT ZERO

WHAT THE FUCK

moving on

the guy who made the hamilton reference???

love him

don't even know his name

love him

20 seconds into their partnership and its not going well

hailey immediately calling him out and then acting casual by saying ‘which car? this one?’ 

OA being extremely awkward and trying to justify??

not rlly sure how i feel about that

‘any observations?’

‘pizza’s too thin. it’s like a cracker with sauce on it. just tryna keep it real.’

heR SMILE AFTER SHE SAYS THAT IS SO BEAUTIFUL

and also

that’s such a chicago thing to say LMAOO

and then OA’s face of ‘ah, well, um. o-okay? what do i do now?’

‘it’s a new york thing’

‘it felt like a cop vs fed thing’

‘what's that supposed to mean?’

‘you think youre better than us.’

*cackling*

OA LOOKS LIKE HES ASKING FOR HELP

im loving how blunt hailey is and we’re only 4 minutes into the episode

his impressed face after hailey says ‘sikh’ is fantastic

my girl is so lovely

ofc the indian victim is top of his class and in america to pursue engineering

not rlly sure if im reading into it but eh

not rlly liking the stereotypes

but then again

hes the victim

we don't rlly need too much of his backstory

this lady talking to professor is really pretty???

mY GOD SHES BEAUTIFUL

i don't even know her name

but she's absolutely stunning

is the professor involved in this??

why do i feel like he is???

frank prichard?

more like frank PRICKard amiright?

OA’s ‘excuse me’ in that low voice??? SEGGSY

also

frank

you can go jump off a cliff

hailey lowkey looking like she wants to shoot him is a mood bc SAME

oh, he's got pictures of the ones he thinks are “suspicious” (note the sarcasm)

yea

im not at all pissed off

both OA and hailey shooting him a death glare???

*chefs kiss*

the embodiment of bisexual panic actually

‘he’s an indian. not an arab’

‘kinda the same thing right?’

no tf its not

and if you don't shut your whore mouth, frank

im gonna pull out your teeth, one by one

hailey’s authoritative ‘NOW’

oh

my

god

ma’am

im not strong enough

that was so...

*slowly gets on knees*

hailey stepping closer and threatening frank is doing something to me

frank looking up at OA and being met with an extremely sexy death stare??

we love it

im already loving this partnership

‘do you understand?’

MAAM PLEASE

THIS IS TOO MUCH

also

i love seeing frank nearly piss his pants

their slight banter is great

they could be besties

i want them to be besties

hailey saying FBI gave me shock

didn't expect to hear that

‘thirty-years-old, male, likes to party’

*hailey nodding as if that gives a lot of information’

how the hell does she shove him??

dude’s a fuckin mountain of pure muscle

how??

OA lowkey sounds like jay tho

like his voice and jay’s are rlly similar to me

HAILEY CASUALLY JUMPING OVER THE CAR???

MISS MA’AM

THIS ENTIRE EPISODE IS JUST GONNA BE ME THIRSTING OVER HAILEY, ISN’T IT???

why did the ‘oh. okay. cool. you’re welcome.’ make me laugh?

OA looks like he wants to shake hailey by the shoulders and ask her what her deal is

‘so the neighbors loved him’

‘exactly’

i love how FBI (from what I can tell) is more humorous than chicago pd even tho the FBI is supposed to be more strict than cpd

this woman

the same woman that talked to the professor

is so

P R E T T Y

how is everyone in this show so attractive??

its not fair

im tryna watch for the plot

and yet

im getting distracted

hailey looks fine as fuck in all black

her smug little ‘i think i can do that’ makes me nervous for what she's about to do

‘kiss my ass, blondie’

bro’s got no idea what he’s started

Hailey looking over to OA and silently asking for permission to go batshit crazy??

love to see it

OA’s smile when hailey makes the threat

it’s great

i want them to be besties

really

i need it actually

who is this maggie

is this who hailey is ‘replacing’ in this episode??

wait

are they dating??

cuz OA’s face looks a bit lovestruck

hailey immediately caught onto their relationship

i know it

the look on her face said everything

she’s relating it to her and jay

oh he’s definitely in love with maggie

its obvious

this girl that hailey’s questioning??

i think she knows something

her responses are too fake

hailey can sense it too, im pretty sure

oh my god

there's another dead body

oh no

its the roommate??

isn't it??

oh wait

its not

hailey taking charge

as much as i love the idea of sergeant halstead

sergeant upton has a better ring to it

*shrugs*

just saying

ohhh

there's the roommate

OA and hailey

again

being the best duo

its so funny to me how its only been a little more than half of an episode and im already invested in these characters

I FUCKIN KNEW THAT LADY WAS INVOLVED

I KNEW IT

oh wait

is that a wedding ring on OA’s hand???

it looked like one

ive rewinded that part five times

i still can't tell if its a wedding ring or not

I  K N E W  I T

SHES INVOLVED

this interrogation room is so dark and lowkey scaring me

‘he’s a good person’

ma’am, please

your boyfriend may have killed two people

gimme a break

‘you don't know him like i do’

it’s giving ‘i can fix him’ vibes

‘in love’

‘more like dumb love’

‘what’s the difference’

hailey’s in her feels about jay

i know it. i knOW IT. I KNOW IT.

hailey

whatre you gonna do

don't do anything stupid

hailey

hailey

please

oh my gOD

the dAD

things just escalated real quick

irrelevant and SO not the moment but hailey looks so good in that lighting

ms. upton taking the lead

something i love to see, honestly

shE LOOKS SO GOOD

IM SO FUCKIN DISTRACTED

SHE LOOKS SO G O O D

TW: ABUSE, ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP, GASLIGHTING. IF YOU ARENT COMFORTABLE, SKIP UNTIL YOU SEE THE NEXT BOLDED PART.

oh shit

it’s an abusive relationship

oh no

hailey

oh poor girl

poor hailey

she can't have a break can she??

not even on a different show

she needs to suffer

why must they do this

its hurting me

her past with her father always kills me

very casual OA

questioning her

so so casual

bro’s so blunt it’s funny

and then he realises that what he said isn't appropriate and apologies

he so sweet

hes like a giant teddy bear

in case it wasn’t clear

i hate lucas reed

with every fibre of my being

he’s an abusive asshole

and srsly???

dude!!

STOP BEING SUCH A SELFSH ASS

harper’s strong

i feel so bad for her

agh

the gaslighting

no

i...

just no

BRO JUST SNATCHED THE BAG

NO REMORSE

NONE

OH MY GOD

CONGRATULATIONS YOU MADE IT THROUGH. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN ALWAYS ASK FOR HELP. I LOVE YOU. STAY SAFE.

HARPER’S GONNA GET SHOT ISNT SHE

oh thank god

oh poor harper

thiS IS SO EMOTIONAL

it’s funny to me how OA has to literally bend his head all the way down in order to get into the car

the impressed look on OA’s face plus his cute little ‘okay, chicago’ is something to live for

hailey being super casual about it as if she didn’t impress literal FBI agents

we love a humble queen

who’s gonna make the drop?

is it gonna be harper??

they can't leave the poor girl alone, can they???

oh god

this is gonna make me cry

im super nervous for this

harper

you got this

not liking this dude

don't use the nicknames man

don't do it

its disgusting

OA is close to freaking out bc of hailey

the look on his face says, ‘you better know what youre doing’

nopenopenopenopenope

stay the hell away from her

stop being creepy

YES HARPER

YOU GOT IT

hailey’s smile

it is absolute happiness

im in love

i could live off of photos of her smiling, i swear

OH MY GOD

WHAT THE FUCK

IS SHE DEAD????

oh god

oh thank god

i thought she was dead

i swear to fucking god

OA sounds E X A C T L Y like jay

haileyyyy

my loveee

OA and hailey friendship 

their banter

we love to see it

hailey stop being humble

bro

do we not get to see them become besties????

like???

WE COULDVE AT LEAST HEARD THE REASON WHY HE BECAME A FED

oh god

im gonna binge watch this series, aren't i?

[shalalalalaw]

Wrote a small blurb hurt/comfort for my Guardians and im crying over them q-q

tl;dr Feros-8 stayed on Io at the end of Arrivals and got eaten by the Darkness and later resurfaced on Europa and his Ghost, Mia, took a long time to recover from it. Meanwhile, Schala-2 was the only one who asked friends and the Vanguard to let him go, let him face his fear and his trauma instead of continuing to spiral until he 'fell'. (They are a fireteam/poly partners.)

Feros is still scrubbing dust from between the segments of his toes. An entire week after they came back from the Spire and he still hasn't managed to clean all his crevices, much less their weapons.

He broods over a scout rifle, its varnished wood and polished synth brass covered in dust and all the grime that got picked up by radiolaria splashes all along its length.

He doesn't even hear Schala come in.

Only notices they're there when their thin hands come between the barrel he's polishing and his face.

He blinks at her and puts it all down.

She lingers, hands awkwardly hovering in front of them like they haven't decided what to say, if to even say it.

It's a rare time that he sees her hesitate. 

Apprehension gathers in his muscles as he watches her hands twitch, abandoned motion after abandoned motion. Then her throat lights catch his eye, just for their sudden appearance.

But not even a trace of her raspy voice filters through.

He wipes his hands and reaches for their hands, slowly. Giving ample time to pull back, not let him cut off their 'voice' even for the sake of comfort.

But they don't move, and he pulls them gently around to sit on the couch with him, shoving the low table with his supplies to the side.

He rubs careful circles over her palms and her head slowly hangs. Feros' jaw twists, sits awkwardly against his upper lip. He hates not knowing what to do. 

They sit, knee to knee, in the heady light of noon. The silence isn't a stranger to them, Schala almost never speaks and Feros is more inclined to doing than telling.

Between the two of them, it's a miracle they communicate.

He bites down a bitter chuckle on how all his previous relationships and fireteams fell apart, if they didn't die first, from that same lack, but here seems to work just fine. For all that all of those people were infinitely more talkative than both of them combined. 

He entertains the idea that Schala probably has lived through every single of their interactions over an impossible amount of lives spent together, she might as well know his every thought, so he might as well have no need to speak ever again, and immediately scraps the thought.

'I am human, I can't save everyone. I have to accept that; my mistakes.'

She said that, when he'd told her that chasing after Saint-14 in the Infinite Forest was suicide. And then she chased after him anyway. They did it; Schala and Osiris. But she had just as readily accepted that, this time, they might fail.

He sighs, keeps rubbing soothing circles into their palms and realigns his jaw to sit properly.

"I'm sorry."

It's so quiet, he nearly misses it. Whispered low enough the slight ruckus of the nearest street spilling in from the open window almost covers it.

He leans closer, trying to get a clear look at their downcast face, "What for?"

They pull their hands away, the motions as they form words careful, Not being here

Feros tilts his head at that, "What?"

They repeat the words, forcefully, Not being here

"Where, firefly?"

And there's anger and grief at the choked voice they let out, "When the Darkness came. I let you go."

And it feels like the air was knocked out of him.

He reaches awkwardly to their hands, but they pull back, going through more words, I should have stayed, I should have helped but I just abandoned you, like you didn't matter or I didn't care but that's not true I worry and I care and I love you more than this life will let me and I can't forgive my mistakes, not when it hurt you and hurt Mia and-

And his chest feels constricted, the air cut off, like a fist was shoved through his heart and he can no longer breathe. She speaks like she condemned him, when it was his choice to take the dive.

His hands shake as he slips them over their cheeks, and their hands still.

It had been like dreaming. Letting the cool dark wash over him.

It had him confront so many of his failings. Pahanin, Mare Imbrium, the Gap, letting down Ana, Tevis, Andal, Cayde-

Eris, at least, he knew lived and scorned the fatalism he'd plunged himself in, as he'd gone on to tear down the Crimson Keep and burn clean the Moon's depths.

But he would have never lived through life as it has become now, with Darkness curling fingers in Guardians if he hadn't let the ghosts of his regrets haunt him. If he hadn't let himself go through the Dark like crossing a river.

He knows, Shin would have planted a blazing bullet between his eyes ages ago, if the man had the balls to show his face again, after all the seeds he planted that the Darkness now sows.

But it had been his choice and he would have fought anyone that would have tried to stop him, "I'm not sorry. I would do it again, Schala, again and again and you can't say you let me go. You can't go down that way, please."

And she looks at him like she would break down from the weight of his words alone.

He crushes them to his chest, still missing a breath he can't catch and wanting for the life of him to just take this pain away from them.

"You didn't abandon me, you didn't, I swear to you and the Light and the Dark, you didn't."

They shake against him, small fist weakly grasping at his shirt and he just holds tighter. 

She hiccups and pushes back until she can move her hands between them he looks helplessly as the torrent continues unabated. Hands moving jerkily and sloppy as their shoulders tremble, And I always let you go, every time I let you slip away and you don't always come back, you don't, and it's my fault for not holding on for not saying anything 

"And someone will always say, you did wrong. That it's not how fireteams work and it's not how partners work but that's not true."

And he wills her into understanding, "You have to push sometimes, you have to let others fall, let them fail and yes, it's not your fault, but they need it, to try."

His fingers tighten on their shoulders, "You can't save me every time."

And then they start crying in earnest, crumbling in his arms like a house of cards.

There's no tears that exos truly shed. But the laboured breathing, the choked keening, all the motions and exertions hit the body just as hard. Even down to the lightheadedness from lack of oxygen. 

Feros shushes them, rubbing his hand down their back, and up again. Rocks them gently. He knows that feeling. Tearing you apart from the inside like an infestation. And you have to cut it out.

"Shh, I'm here, I'm always here somehow aren't I? Too stubborn to stay away. Shhh, it's okay. I love, you know that? You always try so hard, I love that about you. Shhh."

It takes time for their sobs to die down. For the trembling to cease. And Feros whispers softly and rubs down their back until they both petter into silence again.

His fingers trail up to her tense neck, pushing carefully into the synthcord muscle and smoothing it out.

He stills when they curl up against him instead of just just collapsing, fitting their head to the crook of his neck. And he holds them, until the sun starts dipping from its zenith and the breeze coming in from the open windows changes direction.

Until his back hurts and his shoulders ache.

He leans to whisper softly in their earwing, "I'll move us to the bed ok?" and waits to feel the nod against his neck to hook his arms under her.

Sheis small, he always forgets.

Small and slight and doesn't hesitate to headbutt people to death in the Crucible, the same way she doesn't hesitate to look down a god and grind them beneath her boot.

Larger than life. More than a single life, especially when she looks at you and sees all you ever were and could be, good and bad. All the times he succumbed to the Dark instead to walking out like he took a dip in the ocean, when entire planets didn't survive it.

And she barely takes up room on the bed as he tucks the covers around them both.

"I'm sorry," he whispers into the sheets. "I forgive you," he whispers against their knuckles as he presses his mouth to them. "Thank you," he whispers when they finally manage to look him in the eye.