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“Dafydd Iwan!” a man with a big belly shouts at the bottom of a hill which overlooks Caernarfon Castle and offers views of the Menai Strait, Anglesey and the mountains of Snowdonia. Iwan, the 79-year-old composer, turns and smiles. There is a long pause as he is also a politician, a preacher and now the unofficial leader of the Red Wall of football supporters who will follow Wales at their first World Cup in 64 years.
Eventually the man just lifts his hand and, in dazed surprise, says: “Yma o Hyd.”
Iwan waves back and repeats the title of a song he wrote almost 40 years ago, a paean to Welsh defiance and nationalism which has become an emotional World Cup anthem. Yma o Hyd means “still here” in English and it is sung in a way which says that, despite persecution and suffering, the Welsh remain as proud as ever. “I can’t escape it,” Iwan says as the wind howls in Caernarfon. “When they can’t think of anything else they say: ‘Yma o Hyd!’”
“My life has been building towards this but if I were true to myself I wouldn’t be going because of Qatar’s human rights record and treatment of gay people, women and migrant workers. I will be there but I’ll think about Kevin Davies, my groundhopping friend and former trade unionist, who says: ‘I cannot come with you, Tim.’ I will think about Hayley Evans, who runs Wal Goch y Menywod, the women’s Red Wall, and says: ‘I cannot come with you, Tim, because of the way women are treated in Qatar.’ But it’s something I’ve got to do.”
“I’m hoping people choose Wales as their second team. We’re the underdogs, always have been. We’re not threatening. You could say that’s a political weakness or a cultural strength but we’re strong enough in our own skins to support Wales aloud and proud. We’re not aggressive or xenophobic. We’re just happy being Welsh.”
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#yma o hyd#wales#i won’t be watching and probably wouldn’t wherever the world cup was held as i prefer rugby tbh#but i’ll sing in spirit#lovely song#Youtube#hwyl
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so like maybe white people don’t think i’m pretty beyond a fetish but at least i can listen to cree round dance songs and feel like the prettiest girl to ever exist
#louise.ndn#yeah it’s men singing about native women. but they think we’re pretty :3#UGH young spirit is so good. just found them and i loveeeeee their songs now#red rock woman makes me so happy and feel so pretty#falling for you :3#it’s the way you move and the little things you do//i can’t deny i’m falling for you#you been on my mind since i seen those pretty eyes//on that beautiful round dance night#ITS SO NATIVE#something about knowing that they’re talking about a native woman just makes me so happy. they mean beautiful brown eyes#and the way she moves during a round fance (can’t relate bc i’m the worlds worst round dancer)#and red skin girl by northern cree#beautiful smile/beautiful eyes/that’s a red skin girl/she’s so pretty/she’s so fine/red skin girl/i’ll love you all the time#IM A RED SKIN GIRL AND IM PRETTY ARGHFKGGG
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Hmm yes I’ll explain. So y r Scientologists so fuckin’ weird? Well first of all their dumb cunting asses fell for the trick that aliens r Gods, so what does that tell u about them? They’re foolish af. Dumb as hell. Absolute bafoons. It should say a lot the god they pretend to worship has literally put out a fuckin’ hit on them. How bad do u have 2 b to get ur own god to order ur deaths??? lol god is siccing his own Angels onto people who worship him…. You have to be pretty fuckin’ henious for this to happen. Let that sink in for a min their own god has commanded they all die screaming. 😬🫠 that’s bad! So y do they have an obsession w torturing their victims dogs? Every woman who rightfully accused Dany Masterson of raping her, all those women’s dogs have died in super cruel & unusual ways… y? I’ll tell ya: evil Satanic aliens who come from the Orion star system… okay? The good aliens who r helping me all come from the Sirius star system. The Orion fuck faces GOT House sigil equivalent is a (human) Hunter like the tale of Orion the Hunter; the Sirions GOT House sigil equivalent is a dog and what is dog spelled backwards????? Yeah that’s why evil aliens love torturing & mutilating dogs. So that is why Scientologists who serve & actually worship the evil Gray aliens (who live under da sea!) torture & mutilate the dogs of their victims. Oooouoh & this mad dog (me) has been sicced on the Orinions and their groupies :) ur all fucked fucked fucked! This little doggy (me) just ate her cocain & gunpowder & pounded the slaughter water in my doggy water bowl :) ruff ruff stupid cunts :)
#righto this reminds me on sum TikTok posts don’t remember their username but they consistently post Universe Secret factoids that r complete#& utter bs one quote on quote fact they shared was Heaven (or the Spirit World where god & us all live) those good & freiendly aliens talkin#to that dipshit told them to put on the post Heaven is located in the Orion star system… dumbass that’s the evil Satanic aljens who fooled#their stupid ass into thinking the Orinions r the good aliens 😭😂 bitch please if any alien contacts u & states they r from the Orion star#system u r in fact communicating w the evil aliens who every gov’t on this planet agreed the evil gray aliens may abduct & experiment on#basically anyone they please & ur gov’t is fully aware & will cover it up & silence u so what does that say? all gov’t r in contact &#worshipping the evil grays as well as willingly handing them over any1 & every1 they r sworn to protect & gov’t officials when u made that#vow to the real god u’d protect his vassals oh la la ur soooooo FUCKED!!! oh my lert u r so fuckin’ fucked! 😭😂#that is why the CIA who r controlled by the Satanic elites assassinated JFK bc he was gonna sing like a canary about all the gov’t making#sweet deals w the Satanic aliens that it is a-okay that they abduct whomever whenever for whatever so that the gov’t saves their own arses#so they’re aren’t the ones who end up on alien experiment tables & secret secret that should not b a surprise: the aliens when they#do their lil experiments they don’t give u anesthesia pain meds or nerfin’ it’s just raw dogged the entire time & ur gov’t knows this :)#that is y they ensured they wouldn’t b the ones on the experiment tables :) yeah god is pissed pissed pissed about that especially#considering ur vow to him. & what did the gov’t get out of this deal for them? the aliens willingly agreed (& secretly planned) they the#aliens would not only supply but teach the gov’t how to reverse engineer their alien technology so babe when u🖤 & ur🖤 coworkers read this#all ur military technology every bit of equipment u all use is alien technology & they wanted to give this wondrous gift to humans for the#singular reason of when the bad bad bad aliens launch their invasion of this planet they can emp EVERYTHING to shut down so all computers#phones vehicles EVERYTHING stops working EVEN ALL MILITARY EQUIPMENT so bullets won’t let fly from gun chambers gernades won’t do anything#when unpinned so every human would be at the evil aliens mercy this included u lil Scientologists :) ur own aliens would obliterate u but#good news is I’ll get to u all first :) so it welcum for that mercy :) I don’t wanna c u guys end up on experimentation slabs I really#don’t#so lil Scientologists & all Satanists & Satanic gov’t u really think when ur God aliens invade ur all exempt? think again bitches if humans#r the slaves of Satanic aliens & u all r dumb humans y do u think they’ll spare u? they won’t they hate humans so fuckin’ much & u all r#what? humans lol ur dumb af if u think it’s not been apart of their silly lil plan this whole time to turn on their slaves use ur brains 4#once & think shit thru a lil harder dumb cunts
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tw: pregnancy. overall, just some domestic dad-to-be gojo trying to show how much he loves you even with how your body changes and all <3 based on a request!
a part of gojo's love entries
don’t think that satoru hasn’t noticed how you linger in front of the mirror these days, touching your body all over—particularly your baby bump. seeing your face twist into a sad frown dampens his spirits too.
on the other hand, you understand that it’s a natural process, but you have never gained this much weight before, and despite already having your husband reassure you before, you still feel somewhat meh about yourself.
“how’s my favorite girl and little rascal doing today?” he flopped down on the bed beside you as soon as he returned from school, caressing your belly. “ready to come out yet?”
you throw him an unamused look. “no, satoru. and don’t make it sound so effortless. i’m the one pushing him out.”
“ahh, but i can’t wait though~”
his palpable excitement actually made you smile as you placed your hand over his. but then your smile fell a bit and he was quick to notice it.
“what’s on your mind?” he asked then. “talk to me, hmm?”
“no… it’s nothing.” you looked away, a bit ashamed. if satoru says he’s not bothered by your figure, you really shouldn’t be thinking about this any longer. you didn't want to make him worry… but it really wasn't easy to let it go.
“hmm, my baby mama can’t be sad,” your husband pouted, and suddenly he pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “she’s the cutest when she smiles.”
you looked up to him, feeling the security in his arms and yet still a hint of uncertainty in your voice. “am i just cute… to you?”
you wanted to be beautiful too. like how he used to sing you praises during your school days.
satoru grinned. and it’s the kind of toothy grin that makes your heart soar.
“no. you’re also pretty.” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “and you’re smart, kind, nags a lot, gets pouty easily… and you're sweet like a dango, makes me want to gobble you up.”
“so now i’m a dango?” you nestled your head against his broad chest, feeling your face start to heat up, and a smile beginning to curve your lips. stupid satoru. he said all of them so easily it was making you giddy and felt silly for doubting him at all.
“just because our baby is going to be a mochi. and look, you’re so close to carrying him to full-term,” he rubbed your swollen tummy again, this time with a more sincere smile. “i love you the most for it.”
your eyes took a shine, processing his words, and you could’ve sworn that right now, nothing could’ve shaken your feelings for your silly husband.
suddenly your baby kicked you hard as if to reprimand you too for your insecurities, and you winced.
“hurts?” satoru questioned, slightly concerned when you nodded. “wait i’ll tell him off.”
he cleared his throat and began making circular motions on your abdomen, as if to summon him.
“yo, brat. you can’t kick your mama like that too often these days. you’re accumulating karma and she counts it. when you come out, she’ll forbid you from eating our favorite mochis and—”
“satoru!!”
and then the two of you just burst into giggles, and once again, you utterly and thoroughly fell in love with him. for always making you feel safe... and loved.
“you know, satoru...” this time it was you who hugged him, breathing in his scent for comfort. now you were totally worry-free, the softest of smile on your face. “i’m really grateful that... we found each other.”
at your heartfelt confession, satoru felt his chest tighten with warmth and his cheeks flush. he is so blushing and he tries covering it with a chuckle. and the words lingering at the tip of his tongue were—
“heh, aren’t you glad you married me?”
yeah... i’m so glad that it’s you too.
#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠#gojo satoru x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#jjk imagines#jjk drabbles#jujutsu kaisen x reader#dad!gojo#satoru gojo x reader#gojo satoru fluff#jjk fluff#gojo x you#satoru gojo fluff#jjk x reader fluff
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I wrote the full parody to Ready For This in the Role Reversal AU because I wanted to lol.
Transcription below.
Ready For This (Role Reversal AU parody)
Alastor: Have you ever wanted something
That was so clear in your mind that you could taste it?
Susan: You mean like ice cream you get for a friend?
Alastor: Ha! No.
It's a feeling like a rumbling in your gut
That you could finally be faced with
A million greedy faces, I guess what I mean to say is
For the first time in my life
I might have to be ready for this
Ready to be the one who's leading from the front
Couldn’t do it on my own
And history has shown
Legends cannot win wars alone
The burden is a bit too heavy
So I need to be ready for this
Have you ever felt like you're willing to kill
To save the people on your own team?
Susan: I don’t know, seems a bit extreme…
Alastor: Not to me!
'Cause right now, we need a leader
And it seems to be that
Charlie is forcing me to be that
because she’s pissy
So who's with me?
Wouldn't it just be swell to see more of Hell?
Join up now if you like travel
Come on girls, prepare for battle!
Lotta sights to see en route to the hotel
Not to mention all of the glory!
Yes indeed, your enemies will cower
And heads will be severed!
Charlie: You’ll make a bunch of brand new friends!
Alastor: Whatever.
Exorcists: New friends!?
I'm in
Oh whoa
I’m so lonely
It's time now to act
They're on the attack
When they move to strike
Just know we’ve got your back!
We'll follow your lead
We're eager to see
everyone we meet
On the hellish retreat!
From this moment on, you can count us in
To be organized and disciplined
Our thirst for justice
keeps us strong, fierce, and brave
So I say, "Ho hey! Let’s join in his crusade!"
Alastor: Now thats the spirit! Can we amp it up?
Vaggie: Oh, don’t mind their hesitation, that’s just their new inclination
Alastor: But I can awaken their bloodlust!
Vaggie: Careful, kid. Don’t push your luck!
Alastor: Fair enough…
Alastor and Vaggie: We're super duper grateful
To have you gals aboard
Exorcists: We can’t wait to hug an overlord! (Alastor: Yeah, sure...)
Alastor: For the first time in my life
Maybe I can be ready for this
I can be the marshal leading the parade
I can come into my own
And I think I've always known
My destiny could never be postponed
When they come for the hotel
I’ll give em hell cuz I’m ready for this!
Vaggie: They're dancing along?
They're singing his song!?
Charlie: Surprised?
Why, I knew he could do it all along!
Charlie and Vaggie: He’s bound to be redeemed, the dream has a chance!
Though he seemed hopeless at first glance…
Charlie: He’s filled with potential that I could guide!
Vaggie: Fine, I’m in.
Charlie and Vaggie: Stick with him, he will surely see the light!
All: For the first time in our lives
We know that we are ready for this
Vaggie: We’ll show them we can forgive and forget!
All: It's time to lend a hand
Alastor: It is time to take a stand! (Exorcists: Woohoo!)
Against overlords and their deadly threat!
All: We can provide your support
The time has come to stop a war
Defend your home, we're ready for...
THIS!
Alastor: I really hope that they’re ready for this...
#hazbin hotel#shitpost#omg thank u for being nice to me in the replies n tags u guys r cute🥹#role reversal au
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Truth or Dare
(Yeseo x Male Reader)
It was a lazy Saturday afternoon and I found myself hanging out with my step-sister Yeseo at her dorm. We were both bored out of our minds, so she suggested we play a game of Truth or Dare. Figuring it would be harmless fun, I agreed.
“Truth or Dare?” she asked with a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling.
“Dare,” I replied nonchalantly, not expecting anything scandalous to come from it.
The game started off innocently enough. She dared me to sing an embarrassing song, which I gladly did. I dared her to do a funny dance, and she obliged with a goofy routine that had us both cracking up. We continued taking turns, the dares escalating in silliness as the minutes ticked by.
But as the game progressed, things started getting a bit more daring. At one point, she dared me to remove my shirt. Feeling a bit self-conscious but not wanting to look like a wimp, I begrudgingly took it off. She giggled and then followed suit, slipping off her tank top to reveal a lacy black bra underneath. I tried to maintain my composure and act like it was no big deal.
The dares kept pushing boundaries after that. Remove another article of clothing. Make a lewd joke. Get a little closer. Before I knew it, we were both down to our underwear, sitting cross-legged on her bed facing each other. The sexual tension in the room was palpable, even if neither of us wanted to acknowledge it.
Yeseo had always been a petite girl, but in that moment she looked stunning. Her pert breasts strained against the thin fabric of her bra. I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander appreciatively over her exposed body. She caught me staring and smirked.
“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you perv?” she teased. “I bet you’re rock hard right now, staring at me in my underwear.”
I shifted uncomfortably, knowing she was right. My cock was fully erect, straining against my boxer briefs. But I tried to play it off.
“No, I’m totally fine,” I lied, crossing my arms. “Truth is, I don’t find you attractive at all. You’re just a little step sibling to me.”
Her smirk turned Into a wicked grin. “Oh yeah? Well, how about this then…” She snapped the clasp of her bra and tossed it aside, freeing her breasts. They were perfect, round and perky with dusky nipples. “I dare you to not get hard looking at these.”
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. The cock throbbing between my legs had other ideas. “I… I accept your dare,” I said, trying to sound unaffected even as my erection grew more insistent.
Yeseo leaned back on her hands, arching her back to thrust out her chest. “Well? What do you think? Pretty ridiculous, right? Just some little girl tits.”
I couldn’t tear my eyes away. They were anything but ridiculous. I was entranced by the perky mounds and tantalizing buds. My cock was now leaking precum, making a damp spot on my briefs. I knew she could see it.
My mouth went dry, her perfect tits bouncing free. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she shimmied out of her shorts and panties too.
Standing there in all her naked glory, Yeseo placed a hand on her cocked hip and smirked. “Well? I’d say that’s a pretty epic dare. You gonna admit defeat?”
I swallowed hard, all too aware of my rock hard cock straining against my jeans. Shit. I scrambled for a comeback.
“Please, you didn’t think a little skin would be enough to impress me, did you? I’m not some virginal schoolboy, Yeseo.”
I could practically see the gears turning in her head as I goaded her. “Oh yeah? Well I guess I’ll just have to try harder then…”
I grinned, knowing her competitive spirit would make her eager to accept any dare I threw her way. "You're on," I said with a smirk. "Truth or dare?"
Yeseo tapped her chin, pretending to ponder it. But I knew she'd choose dare every time. "Okay, dare," she said finally, winking at me.
I leaned back in the couch, putting my hands behind my head in a gesture of nonchalance. "All right, here's your dare. Get on your knees and pleasure me with your mouth. If you really think you're hot shit, prove it. Show me you're not just a tease who can't even satisfy her own boyfriend, if you think you can handle it."
I'd deliberately chosen a task I knew would shatter her ego, banking on her pride and determination to take me up on the challenge. Sure enough, Yeseo's eyes flashed with anger and she clutched the cushions. "Oh, I'm so going to make you cum in like, 60 seconds flat," she hissed. "We'll see who's laughing then."
I chuckled, not expecting her to actually follow through. But Yeseo glared at me with stormy eyes before rising from the couch and sinking to her knees between my legs. My smirk faded as she reached out and slowly unzipped my fly, pulling out my cock.
"You asked for it," she muttered. Then she wrapped her hand around my shaft and took me into her hot mouth.
I groaned at the sensations, my eyes rolling back as Yeseo enthusiastically sucked and bobbed her head. She was incredibly skilled, swirling her tongue and hollowing her cheeks as she deep throated me to the hilt.
But I'd been playing with myself for a while now and wasn't about to let her win so easily. I reached down to grab a fistful of Yeseo's dark hair, holding her head in place as I rolled my hips, fucking her face hard and fast.
Yeseo's eyes started to water from the rough treatment but she didn't resist, submitting to my forceful thrusts. Saliva dripped down her chin as she gagged and choked around my thick cock stretching her throat.
I could feel my orgasm building but I grit my teeth, determined to make her work for it. "You thought you'd have me cumming already, sis? Think again," I panted.
Yeseo just moaned around my shaft, the vibrations making my cock twitch. She was a natural at this. I pulled her off me suddenly and she gasped for air, tears streaking her cheeks.
But before she could say anything, I yanked her head back down and buried myself balls-deep in her eager mouth. With a strangled cry, I exploded, spilling my hot seed down Yeseo's throat.
She sputtered and coughed, struggling to swallow my load, but I just held her in place, pumping stream after stream of jizz into her mouth until I was spent. Finally I released her, and Yeseo fell back on her ass, gasping and wiping her face.
"Fuck you," she croaked, glaring up at me. "You came so much! I almost choked."
I laughed, tucking myself back into my pants. "You're the one who was so sure she'd have me cumming in seconds. Looks like I won this round."
Yeseo scowled, her face flushed. "This isn't over, you know. I'll get you back for that."
"Looking forward to it," I said with a wink.
“Alright, I dare you to eat my pussy,” she said with a smirk, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “And not just that – I dare you to make me cum in under a minute. Think you can do that, oppa?”
I was taken aback by her boldness, but I tried not to show it. Yeseo was always getting under my skin, but I wasn’t about to let her win this round. “Sure thing,” I said coolly. “I’ll have you cumming in no time.”
Yeseo let out a laugh, shaking her head. “You’re such a fool. There’s no way you’ll be able to make me cum that fast. I bet you’ve never even gone down on a girl before.”
I felt my cheeks flush at her words, but I refused to let her get to me. “Oh yeah? Well, we’ll see about that.”
She spread her legs, revealing her glistening pussy.
I knelt down between her legs, my heart pounding in my chest. Yeseo had always been the wild child of the family, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about her before. But this wasn’t about that – this was about winning the dare.
I immediately dove in, my tongue immediately finding her clit. Yeseo gasped at the contact, her body tensing up. I licked and sucked at her sensitive nub, my fingers sliding inside her tight heat.
“S-Shit!!,” Yeseo breathed, her hands fisting in my hair. “Fuck, just like that.”
I increased my pace, my tongue swirling around her clit as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. Yeseo’s hips bucked against my mouth, her moans filling the room.
Yeseo was moaning and squirming against my face as I ate her out enthusiastically. “Ohh fuck, just like that! Mmm your tongue feels so good!”
“Oh god, oh fuck,” she panted, her thighs clamping around my head. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum!”
I doubled my efforts, my tongue flicking rapidly over her clit as I curled my fingers inside her, hitting that special spot. “W-wait… FUCK!!!” Yeseo let out a scream, her body convulsing as she came hard.
And just like that, it was over. Yeseo collapsed back against the bed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. I sat back on my heels, a smug grin spreading across my face.
“Thirty two seconds,” I said, glancing at my watch. “Looks like I won this round.”
Yeseo glared at me, her face flushed a deep red. “Shut up,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. “You got lucky, that’s all.”
“My turn, Yeseo,” I called out, smirking at Yeseo sprawled out on the couch, her skirt hiked up and discarded bra dangling from the coffee table. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead and bikini line. “Truth or d-?”
Yeseo’s lips curled up into a sly grin. Before I could even finish my sentence, she pounced, straddling my lap with her bare pussy hovering mere inches from my crotch. “Enough playing around. I dare you to fuck my brains out until I cum. I need you to fill this pussy with your cum,” she purred, grinding her wet slit against my already rock hard erection.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hips bucking up involuntarily to meet her teasing movements. Yeseo reached down to my throbbing cock, wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft. She guided the swollen head to her dripping entrance, coating me in her slick arousal.
Without warning, Yeseo slammed her hips downward, engulfing my entire length inside her tight, gripping channel in one swift motion. “Ahhh! Yes, so big!” she cried out, head thrown back in ecstasy.
"Oooh fuuuck!" she moaned as she began to bounce on my cock. "Your dick feels even better than I imagined!"
I gripped her hips, struggling to maintain some semblance of control as she began to ride me hard and fast. Yeseo’s tits jiggled mesmerizingly with each thrust. I reached up and cupped her breasts, kneading the soft mounds and pinching her nipples. She let out a sharp cry and rode me even more vigorously.
“Fuck yes, play with my tits while you pound me!” she panted.
Her pussy walls started to flutter around my cock and I knew she was close. “You gonna cum on your oppa’s dick, Yeseo?” I asked breathlessly.
Lewd squelching noises filled the room as she impaled herself over and over on my cock. “Y-yes! You like fucking your step-sister’s cunt, don’t you? Mmm, I can feel you throbbing inside me,” she panted, her velvety walls fluttering around my shaft.
I abruptly stood, holding her ass as I pounded into her from below. Yeseo shrieked in surprise, clinging to my shoulders.
“Yessss! Don’t stop, I’m almost…I’m gonna…AHHH FUCK I’M CUMMING!!” Yeseo threw her head back and wailed as her orgasm overtook her. Her velvety insides spasmed around me rhythmically, squeezing my shaft like a vice.
Yeseo collapsed onto the couch, boneless and spent. I smirked down at her, still rock hard and rutting shallowly between her quivering thighs. “That was hot, but it’s still my turn. I dare you to ride my cock again and make me cum,” I said, voice rough with lust.
She looked up at me from beneath heavy-lidded eyes, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Mmm, I thought you’d never ask,” Yeseo purred. In a show of strength, she suddenly flipped our positions, pushing me onto the couch cushions and straddling my lap once more.
Yeseo grasped my throbbing erection, notching the bulbous head at her slick entrance. Then with a swift, fluid motion, she sank down to the hilt, taking every thick inch into her fluttering heat. “Ohhh yesss, fill me up!” she keened, undulating her hips.
I sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist and hauling her flush against my chest. Yeseo mewled in pleasure, her pert nipples grazing my skin. “Kiss me,” I demanded, nipping at her jaw.
Yeseo crashed her lips to mine in a heated kiss, her tongue delving into my mouth. She rocked into me, each thrust harder and faster than the last. My hands roamed her sweat-slicked skin, squeezing her ass and kneading her tits.
“Fuck, your pussy feels so good,” I groaned against her lips, my hips snapping up to meet her downward thrusts. Yeseo moaned into my mouth, her walls starting to flutter around my pistoning cock.
Suddenly, she broke the kiss, pulling back to look me dead in the eyes. “I dare you to cum inside me. Fill your step-sister with your hot seed,” Yeseo panted, gyrating her hips seductively.
The combination of her filthy words and the tight, wet heat engulfing my shaft sent me hurtling over the edge. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” I roared, my cock pulsing and throbbing violently as I erupted deep inside her spasming cunt.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god!” Yeseo babbled, eyes rolling back in her head from the intense pleasure. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”
Rope after rope of my thick, potent cum flooded her channel, overflowing to drip down her thighs. Yeseo shuddered and mewled, her own release crashing over her at the sensation of my hot seed painting her insides.
We collapsed together in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs, chests heaving as we came down from our mutually mind-blowing orgasms. I captured Yeseo’s lips in a slow, sensual kiss.
“Fuck, that was intense,” I murmured against her lips. She giggled and nuzzled into my neck, completely uncaring of our compromising position.
But I wasn’t nearly done with her yet. Even as Yeseo melted bonelessly against me, I could feel my cock already starting to harden again inside her. She was still so tight and wet and I craved more of that delicious friction. Without warning, I flipped our positions, pressing her onto her back against the cushions. Yeseo’s eyes flew open in surprise. “A-again?” she stammered, a deep blush staining her cheeks. I just smirked down at her wolfishly as I notched myself at her entrance and thrust back inside with one smooth stroke.
“Ahh! It’s too much!” she yelped, hands scrabbling at my shoulders. But her body was already responding, hips canting up to meet my movements. I set a hard, driving pace, the wet squelch of her overflowing arousal filling the room. Yeseo’s breasts bounced with each snap of my hips and I dipped my head to take a nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the stiff peak. "Yes, oppa, just like that! Fuck me harder! Destroy my tight little cunt with your huge cock!" She keened and arched beneath me, the breathy keen ripping from her throat turning to a sharp cry as I pinched and rolled her other nipple between my fingers.
“That’s it, Yeseo,” I grunted, hammering into her harder, feeling my balls draw up tight. “Gonna fill up this naughty cunt. You want my cum, don’t you?”
“Yes!” she practically screamed. “Breed me like a bitch in heat! I want to feel you explode deep in my pussy again!”
Yeseo writhed under my ministrations, lost to the pleasure. Her pussy clamped down around me like a vice, fluttering wildly as I fucked her through her release. I swallowed her scream with my mouth, still hammering into her as she came undone with me lodged deep inside her. With a final burst of speed, I buried myself to the hilt one last time and let go, pumping what felt like endless spurts of cum directly into her spasming cunt. "Oh god," she whined, her eyes rolling back in her head. "So full of your cum already...fuck, I can feel you twitching inside me again." Yeseo went limp as a rag doll beneath me, her eyes sliding shut as she passed out from the intensity.
For a moment, I just stayed there, still deeply seated inside her fluttering pussy, admiring my handiwork. She looked so pretty with the mix of our releases trickling out around my softening cock. I slowly pulled out, groaning at the feel of her stretched hole gaping open. I’d filled her up so much, my seed was starting to overflow and run down her thigh.
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Campfire Secrets- Ellie Williams
❥Pairing: Camp counsellor!Ellie Williams x AFAB!Camp counsellor!Reader
❥Summary: Your growing feelings for your fellow camp counsellor, Ellie, come to light when you both go skinny dipping one night...
❥CW: 18+ smut, fingering, handjobs, skinny dipping, a tiny smidge of thigh grinding, sex in the wilderness, 2.1k words, NOT PROOFREAD
❥a/n: Because it's finally summer, here's a crazy summer camp porn fic about my fav! Just a reminder that my asks/requests are open if any of you horndogs would like to make a request (requests are my favourite thing ever please send stuff)! Hope you enjoy <333
You met Ellie three years ago during your first summer as camp counselors. She had strolled into the staff meeting fashionably late, her hair still damp from an early swim in the lake, exuding a carefree confidence that instantly caught your attention. Her arrival disrupted the serious tone of the orientation, replacing it with laughter and easy banter as she greeted everyone by name, as if she had known them all her life.
You, on the other hand, had been nervous and slightly overwhelmed, navigating a new environment and the responsibilities that came with it. Ellie noticed your apprehension and made a beeline for you during a break, flashing a mischievous grin that instantly put you at ease. “First time, huh? Don’t worry, newbie, I’ll show you the ropes,” she had declared with mock superiority, her voice tinged with playful arrogance that made you chuckle despite yourself.
From that moment, a friendship blossomed between you two, forged through shared duties, late-night conversations under starlit skies, and a plethora of camp activities. Ellie had a knack for turning every mundane task into an adventure, whether it was organizing scavenger hunts, mastering archery, or sneaking midnight snacks from the mess hall. You found yourself drawn to her infectious energy, her quick wit, and the way she effortlessly charmed everyone around her.
During one memorable morning canoeing session, Ellie had challenged you to a race across the lake, her competitive spirit evident in the determined set of her jaw. “Bet I can paddle circles around you!” she had taunted, her paddle slicing through the water with precision. You had accepted the challenge with equal fervor, relishing the thrill of the chase as you navigated the tranquil waters, laughter echoing across the lake.
Evenings were reserved for campfires and camaraderie, where Ellie’s guitar-playing skills and knack for storytelling made her a favorite among campers and counselors alike. You often found yourself mesmerized by her talent, the gentle strumming of strings mingling with the crackle of the fire as she led sing-alongs and shared ghost stories that sent shivers down your spine.
Now, years later on your third summer being a camp counsellor, you couldn’t deny the growing fondness you felt for Ellie. Her infectious laughter and genuine kindness had captured your heart, yet you hesitated to acknowledge the deeper stirrings within you. You cherished your friendship too much to risk it with romantic feelings, afraid to disrupt the easy dynamic you had cultivated together. To make matters worse, this year Ellie was your cabin mate, making your quickly growing feelings even harder to hide.
One scorching afternoon, with the kids engrossed in making friendship bracelets under the shade of the big oak tree, Ellie turned to you with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Hey, have you ever explored the waterfall just beyond camp?” she asked, her voice lowered as if sharing a secret. You shook your head, intrigued by her sudden enthusiasm. “No, I didn’t even know there was one.” Ellie’s grin widened, a playful challenge in her gaze. “It’s a bit of a hike, but totally worth it. We should go sometime. Just the two of us.” The idea of escaping to a secluded spot away from the noise and chaos of camp, with Ellie by your side, stirred something deep within you, though you masked your excitement with a nonchalant shrug. “How about tonight?” you suggested. “We have the night off from the campfire.”
Ellie gave you a mischievous smile, making your face heat as your heart skipped a beat. “Then tonight it is.” You smiled back at her, then got back to work helping the kids tie their bracelets.
You couldn't wait for tonight, though the day went by painstakingly slow. No matter how you tried to occupy your time, whether it was playing games with the kids or taking naps during your breaks, the night just couldn't come soon enough.
But when the sun finally dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the camp, you wasted no time seeking out Ellie in the busy camp. You and Ellie slipped away from the cabins, hearts pounding in anticipation. The path to the waterfall was bathed in the soft glow of twilight, the sounds of the camp fading away behind you as you ventured deeper into the woods.
Ellie led the way, her flashlight casting dancing beams of light that illuminated the trail. The hike was a mix of comfortable silence and easy conversation, the natural rhythm of your friendship making the journey feel effortless. As you approached the waterfall, the distant sound of rushing water grew louder, filling the night air with its soothing roar.
“Almost there,” Ellie said, turning to flash you a grin. The sight of her lit by the moonlight, her features softened by the gentle glow, made your breath catch in your throat. You returned her smile, pushing down the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach.
When you finally reached the clearing, the waterfall was a breathtaking sight. Water cascaded down a rocky cliff, the pool at its base shimmering under the moonlight. Ellie turned to you, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “What do you think?”
“It’s beautiful,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. The sight was mesmerizing, but your attention kept drifting back to Ellie, standing there with an expression of pure joy on her face.
“Wanna jump in?” Ellie asked, still grinning. You realized then that in your haste to get Ellie out of the camp, you foolishly forgot to put on a bathing suit before leaving. “Shit! I forgot to bring a bathing suit.”
Ellie shrugged nonchalantly. “So did I. We could just take our clothes off,” she suggested with a grin.
You crossed your arms, giving Ellie a pointed look. “You want to skinny dip?”
“Yeah, why not?” Your eyes widened at her suggestion, heat rising to your cheeks as you imagined what your coworkers would think if they found the two of you skinny dipping.
“Ellie, I-”
Before you could finish, Ellie had begun unbuttoning her jeans, stripping down to her underwear and tossing her clothes onto a nearby rock. She gave you a playful look as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her boxers, to which you turned around flustered, your heart pounding in your chest.
You heard her dive into the pool, water splashing the backs of your legs. You stood there for a moment, caught between your apprehension and the undeniable pull of wanting to join her. You quickly glanced over your shoulder, finding the glimmering water up to Ellie's shoulders. The pool did look really inviting now that she was in it.
Taking a deep breath, you quickly shed your own clothes, feeling a rush of exhilaration as the cool night air hit your skin. You stepped to the edge of the pool, Ellie’s laughter ringing in your ears, and with one last glance at her, you dove in.
The water was refreshingly cold, enveloping you in its embrace. You surfaced to find Ellie grinning at you, her hair slicked back and her eyes glinting with mischief. “Took you long enough,” she teased.
You splashed her in response, laughing as she retaliated. The playful banter continued as you swam together, the night around you filled with the sounds of laughter and splashing water. You made your way over to the waist deep water under the waterfall, leaning your back against the smooth rock as you faced Ellie, relishing in the feeling of her roaming eyes on your exposed body.
As the playful splashing subsided, the space was filled with a more intimate silence. The moonlight danced on the water's surface, casting a soft glow over Ellie’s features. She swam closer, her bare chest almost meeting yours as your breaths mingled in the cool night air.
Ellie’s gaze shifted from playful to intense as her eyes roamed over your face. “You know,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, “I've always wanted to do something like this with you.”
Her gaze heated your cheeks, and you laughed nervously. “You've always wanted to get me naked in a pool like this?” you joked, though your voice was strained from the sudden desire to touch her.
Ellie chuckled. “Well yes, but that's not what I meant.” Your heart pounded as she reached out, her fingers brushing against your bare waist, sending a shiver down your spine. “Ellie…” you started, but she silenced you with a gentle kiss, her lips soft and warm against yours.
You melted into her touch, your hands finding their way to her waist pulling her flush against you. The water swirled around you as the kiss deepened, your bodies pressed together in the moonlit pool.
Ellie's hands roamed over your back, her touch igniting a fire within you.
She pulled back slightly, her breath hot against your lips. "Are you sure about this?" she asked, her eyes searching yours.
You nodded, your fingers tangling in her hair. "I've never been more sure of anything."
Ellie's smile was both tender and filled with desire as she kissed you again, her hands exploring your body with a newfound urgency. You moaned softly as her fingers traced the curves of your waist, your skin tingling under her touch. Her leg shifted under the water, her knee parting your thighs as she slid it between your legs, pushing her thigh flush against your heat. You moaned into her mouth at the addicting friction against your clit.
Ellie's hands slipped between your thighs, her fingers teasing your entrance. You gasped, your hips bucking against her hand, craving more. "Ellie, please," you whispered, your voice filled with need.
She didn't need any more encouragement. Her fingers slid inside you, her touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. You clung to her, your moans filling the night air as she moved inside you, her thumb circling your clit with expert precision.
As Ellie continued to pleasure you, you reached out, your hand slipping between her thighs. She gasped at your touch, her hips grinding against your fingers. You mirrored her movements, your fingers finding her entrance and sliding inside, matching her rhythm.
The pool around you seemed to amplify every sensation, the cool water contrasting with the heat between you.
Ellie's breath hitched as you curled your fingers inside her, her grip on you tightening. "Fuck, you feel so good," she moaned, her voice a low rasp in your ear.
You responded with a whimper, your body arching against hers as your pleasure built. The intensity of the moment, the feeling of Ellie's fingers inside you while you pleasured her in return, was overwhelming. Your breaths became ragged, each touch and movement heightening the connection between you.
Ellie's thumb circled your clit faster, her fingers curling inside you in a rhythm that had you teetering on the edge. You mirrored her movements, your fingers pressing and curling inside her, drawing out breathy moans that only spurred you on.
"Ellie," you gasped, your voice trembling with need. "I'm so close."
"Me too," she breathed, her lips brushing against your ear. "Come with me."
Her words sent you over the edge, your body tensing as waves of pleasure crashed over you. You cried out her name, your fingers pressing deeper inside her as you rode out your orgasm.
Ellie followed moments later, her body shuddering against yours, her moans mingling with yours in the night air.
For a moment, you clung to each other, the water soothing your overheated skin as you caught your breath. Ellie's forehead rested against yours, her breath warm and steady as she pressed a soft kiss to your lips.
"That was.." she started, her voice trailing off.
"Amazing," you finished for her, smiling as you brushed a strand of hair from her face.
She chuckled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on your back. "Yeah, it was."
“I hate to ask this of you,” she started, giving you a nervous smile, “but if we want to stay in the same cabin, I think it would be best if we kept this between us.”
You smiled at her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips as you wrapped your arms around her. “Well, I suppose we could consider it our little secret,” you replied playfully, a hint of mischief in your eyes. “As long as you can keep quiet at night, nobody will find out.”
Ellie laughed, her hold around your waist tightening as she nuzzled into your neck.
You stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's arms, soaking in the peaceful ambiance of the waterfall and the night around you.
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“What the fuck is this?”
Potter, in a fit of rage, is quite the sight to behold. Magic sizzles around him, errant curls escape his lazy bun, spectacles sit a touch too crooked on his nose.
Draco sips his tea. “A transfer request.”
“For Merlin’s sake—“ Potter rubs the bridge of his nose, a tell Draco’s learnt to mean he’s confused and scattered, and entirely unwilling to admit it. “I can read, Malfoy. Why?”
“Article 9, Section 3 of the Auror Code of Conduct—“
“No,” Potter cuts him off. “Absolutely not.”
Draco puts his tea down.
“I wouldn’t have thought,” he begins, slow and careful, “that you’d have already forgotten— what we did. Right in this office, in fact.”
“I haven’t forgotten anything,” Potter says. The transfer request is crumpling in his fist.
“Then you also remember it’s against the rules for us to remain partners—“
Potter stalks closer, until he’s towering over Draco’s desk. Draco’s mouth is desert-dry.
“Fuck the rules,” he says. This close, his scar always takes Draco by surprise, stark and ridged and white, cutting across his forehead and the top of his cheekbone. This close, now and every other time, he’s a riot of messy intensity. Draco can’t look away. “Merlin, Draco, when have I given a fuck about the rules? You leave me, I leave the MLE, there’s no point—”
“Potter,” Draco says. He’s weak and has never resisted temptation well. It’s no surprise this is all it takes for him to reach and cup Harry’s jaw, jittery thumb catching on the stubble shadowing his cheek. “Harry, I’m not that special.”
“Tell me you’re doing this because you think you have to,” Harry says, quiet and low. “Tell me you felt like you must, and not because you— because you want to get away from me. If it’s that, then I won’t stand in—“
“Don’t be silly.” It comes out sharp and affectionate, and Harry’s shoulders relax a little. “Nobody—“ he swallows, “—nobody else I’d trust to get my coffee order right, is there?” A flicker of a smile. Draco’s spirit sings. “Or—“ he says, huge and irrevocable and far too honest, “have my back in a fight. Only. It’s only you, isn’t it?”
Harry’s hand comes up, covers Draco’s where it still rests, trembling and uncertain on his cheek. He pulls it away, and for a split second Draco almost panics, until he realises Harry is lacing their fingers together, grip tight.
“It wasn’t a mistake,” Harry says. “The— us.” His mouth ghosts over Draco’s knuckles, warm and soft and plaintive. “I wanted it so long, Draco.”
“It wasn’t a mistake,” Draco acquiesces.
They stare at each other, long, silent moments, breaths heavy.
“I’ll stay,” Draco nods eventually. “Of course I’ll stay, all you had to do was ask, just, say something Potter. Don’t you know that?”
Harry lights up with a grin so broad Draco wants to taste it, dip his tongue into it, merge his mouth with—
But Harry’s stepping back, towards the dustbin in the corner. Draco has a moment of confusion before Harry straightens out the transfer request still bunched in his grip and rips it to pieces. The parchment flutters, confetti-like, to the floor.
“You’re stuck with me,” Harry says, serious and determined, even though the smile hasn’t quite left his mouth. “Right here.”
“Where else—“ Draco clears his throat when the words come out raspy and tangled, “Harry. Where else would I possibly want to be?”
for the @drarrymicrofic prompt “pieces”. dipping my toes back in here after years and i could not stop thinking about messy auror partners!
#drarry#drarrymicrofic#draco malfoy#harry potter#hpdm#hpdm fanfic#drarry fic rec#drarry fic#auror partners#workplace shenanigans#geets tries to get back into writing
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The Lich Who Stole Christmas
Every tumblrina in tumblr liked Christmas a lot.
But the lich, who lived just north of Tumblr, did not!
The lich hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be his skull wasn’t screwed on quite right. It could be, perhaps, that his skin was too tight.
But I think that the likeliest reason of all… was his heart was encased by a strange lead-lined ball.
“Last year I made something that I thought in would usher
A new age of magic—my prized OrphanCrusher.
But my patents were stolen, and my sweet new invention
Is now being used… with good-ish intentions.
You see, Christmas wishes contain lots of magic;
And my device extracts it through methods so tragic
That I dare not mention them directly here
Though the name might clue in certain readers, I fear.
The Wizard Council, now that they possess this device,
Might use it, this year, to stamp out wizard vice.
Though the process might turn quite a few kids to carrion,
The Wiz Council’s ethics are utilitarian.
So what shall I do? What is to be done?
It seems rather clear that this Christmas can’t come.
But I’ve read a few books, and I know a few tricks
So this year I’ll steal Christmas, while dressed as Saint Nick!”
So the wizard of evil returned to his lair
Stitched a red suit, and did up his hair
Built a sleek sled—and—who among us,
Could hope for a much better Rudolph than Krongus?
They took to the skies, that next Christmas Eve,
And tailgated Santa, whom they hoped to deceive
At every house he left presents, they quickly descended,
And stole the decor and the gifts he’d intended.
And when the dark wizard’s sleigh was full-loaded with gifts,
He tugged at the reigns, and they made for The Rift!
A place where the veil between worlds was thin…
And a brilliant place to dump the gifts in!
“You see,” he told Krongus, as they approached that strange crack,
“Once something goes in, it can never come back!”
“Moreover, it’s perfect,” the wizard did sing,
“For The Rift destroys every part of that thing!”
“Every instance, every atom in all multiverses,
Will be undone as though by my special dark curses.
Not a gram, not a dust speck or mote shall remain,
And no one will even remember their name!”
“But sire,” muttered Krongus, “would it not be more precise,
If you simply put in the OrphanCrusher device?”
The evil wizard thought of this, parking his sleigh in the snow.
He’d made quite a trip, and this seemed quite a blow.
“I do have one here,” he told that weird devil.
“But destroying Christmas seems rather more evil!”
Then, far behind him, and the gifts he had pillaged,
He heard a small noise coming from Tumblr Village.
It was simply a song, of holiday spirit,
But the wizard was utterly shocked just to hear it.
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes or bags!”
Then the lich thought of something he hadn’t before.
Could it be Christmas was some kind of contagion or spore?
What happened next? Well, in Tumblr, they say,
The lich’s dead heart exploded that day!
And the combustive force of that villainous blast,
Airlifted the sleigh, and brought it right back,
To the village, where Tumblrinas rejoiced!
Then continued to sing, and lift up their voice.
And back at the rift, the lich, with head in a spin,
At the edge of the rift dropped the OrphanCrusher in.
So Christmas was saved, by accident mostly,
Though performing a good deed turned the bad wizard ghostly.
“Come, Krongus—we must now return to my tower,
While I wait several months to return to full power.”
And at Wizard Council HQ, certain strategist seers,
Saw all this occur through the orbs that they peered.
They smiled, and high-fived, and struck up the band,
Pleased that these events had gone just as planned.
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“Both your hands in the hole of my sweater” | Part 2
Summary: While your partner was away on a work trip, you, as their beloved partner, spent the time knitting them a sweater. Upon their return, they’re met with the surprise of a handmade gift.
Tags: Dan Heng x Reader, Robin x Reader, Argenti x Reader, Topaz x Reader, Numby Fluff, Knitting Sweater for them, Domestic Fluff, Handmade Gifts, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Soft Moments, Fluff and Comfort, Found Family Vibes, Tender Moments, Gift Giving, Wholesome Fluff.
Part 1, Part 3
Dan Heng
You spent hours knitting a dark blue sweater for Dan Heng, mirroring the serene, star-streaked nights you both spent watching on the Astral Express. When he finally returned from his trip, he was tired and stoic as always, but his eyes softened at the sight of your gift.
“It’s… for me?” he asked, voice almost a whisper. His fingers brushed the yarn as if it might dissolve under his touch. A faint smile crept onto his usually impassive face. “Thank you.” he murmured, slipping it on over his usual tunic. It fit him perfectly, cozy yet just snug enough.
In a rare moment of vulnerability, he glanced at you and said, “I’ll wear it often. It reminds me of… home.” And for once, he seemed truly at peace, holding onto a warmth beyond the fabric.
Robin
You chose a soft, lilac-colored yarn, matching the hues of Robin’s cascading hair. As she entered the room upon her return, you presented her with the delicate sweater you’d knitted, woven with a gentle star pattern around the sleeves.
“Oh, it’s beautiful!” she gasped, green eyes bright with genuine joy as she ran her fingers over the intricate stitches. She slipped it on, twirling gracefully, the fabric flowing in tune with her elegance.
“It feels like a comforting hug, a piece of home I can carry wherever I go.” she whispered. She then looked at you with a teary smile, touched beyond words. “I’ll treasure it always… and sing a song of gratitude just for you.”
Argenti
You chose a deep crimson for Argenti’s sweater, with golden accents reminiscent of his armor—warm, rich colors that represented both his valor and the beauty he saw in the world. When he returned, you offered it to him, suddenly unsure if he’d appreciate something so simple.
But Argenti’s reaction was instant and profound. He took the sweater from your hands with reverence, tracing each stitch as if it were a masterpiece. His eyes shone with admiration and something deeper, something devoted. “This… you made this?” His voice was soft, his usual confidence tempered by awe.
“Such dedication,” he whispered, studying the gentle waves and patterns in the fabric. “To think, each thread was woven by your hands… It holds a beauty unmatched by jewels or stars.” He slipped it over his armor, the fabric draping him like it had been crafted by divine hands. He looked down at it, then back at you, eyes filled with a rare vulnerability.
“You’ve taken the simplest of things—yarn and time—and turned them into something… extraordinary,” he murmured, as if still in disbelief. “Your love is in every fiber, every loop.” He placed his hand over his heart. “It’s not just a gift; it’s an embodiment of beauty, pure and true. I will wear it always, a reminder that true art is made with care, and beauty lives in all that we cherish.”
Stepping close, he took your hands in his. “Thank you, my love,” he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. “In this, I see the beauty of our bond—a beauty I am worthy of, but one I vow to honor with all that I am.”
Topaz
For Topaz, you picked a rich, ruby-red yarn with accents of gold—a color as bold as her spirit. When she returned, you handed her the sweater without fanfare, but she gasped, eyes widening in surprised delight.
“You knitted this? For me?” she exclaimed, and she held it up to her chest as if imagining how it would feel. She quickly put it on, looking down with a satisfied smile. “Perfect fit.” she grinned.
“You’re really thoughtful, you know that?” she said with a chuckle, but her eyes sparkled with genuine appreciation. She gave you a light punch on the shoulder. “Guess this means I owe you one, huh?”
!BONUS!
Numby
You'd had a feeling Numby might be a little more difficult to knit for. They were small, always moving around Topaz’s side, eager and full of energy, sniffing out anything they thought held value. Still, you thought they deserved something cozy and sweet—a little sweater that would match Topaz’s.
When they finally noticed the tiny, bright red sweater you'd carefully made, Numby froze. At first, they sniffed at it cautiously, circling it as if trying to understand why you’d given them this odd little garment. You knelt down, coaxing them closer with a gentle hand. "Here, Numby, I made this just for you."
After a moment of contemplation, they gave a small, excited hop and nudged their head against your hand, as if in understanding. Gently, you slipped the sweater over them, adjusting it so the red bowtie around their neck still peeked out, like a cheerful splash of color against the new warmth.
Numby made a little trill, hopping in a tiny circle as they took in their new attire in curiosity and delight. They looked over at Topaz as if to say; Look what I have now!
You couldn't help but laugh as they bounced around happily, shaking with joy. For a creature that usually hunted treasure, Numby seemed to consider this simple sweater a rare and precious find, something even more valuable because it was given with care.
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Be my baby
You had grabbed the microphone with in a karaoke and played a special song for that special someone, you were for sure not going to regret this. Specially with more public there, everyone would wonder who could it be, but only those who knew you know definitely knew who it was about.
(Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Usopp, Shanks, Mihawk, Sir Crocodile)
So won’t you saay you love me? I’ll make you so proud of me. We’ll make ‘em turn their heads every place we go.
Nami: Would whole heartily destroy anyones confidence who believes you are singing that song to them. She can be a very jealous woman, but that wouldn’t prevent her from enjoying your performance for her. She feels very special that you are dedicating her a song. She brought a drink afterwards.
Usopp: Bragging every second that you are singing that to him, whistling and hyping you on stage. After you are done singing he is there jumping to hug you and tell you how amazing you were and how proud he was.
Sir Crocodile: He smoke his cigar, proud ti know everyone knows it’s about him. Everyone knew that and, oh poor of the fool who thought or ran their mouths saying it was about them, when it was far from the truth.
Mihawk: The Ronettes, a classic. His stoic face remained the same, but deep down he appreciated the song. Your voice being melody in his ears no matter how good or bad it was and everyone knew it was dedicated to him, after the song he complimented you and got both of you drinks.
Zoro: He may be pass out or he may be asleep, but he for sure is watching and humming, but never showing any reaction other than his normal resting face, until you saw him make no reaction so you purposely shout him out and he was vey pissed about it, but he was blushing, even if it was from embarrassment it still something.
I’ll make you hapy, baby, just wait and see for every kiss you give me, I’ll give you three.
Luffy: He is no. 1 on clapping and cheering with you, next to Ussop who is also helping him cheer. He is screaming how beautiful you sing and right after you finish he rushed to hug you and say how awesome you were and how beautiful you sang, he also kissed your cheek.
Sanji: He gets heart eyes when you are on stage and after he knows you are singing a song to him? Immediate nosebleed. He is fanboying over you while you sing, making anyone hardly enjoy it your singing, but that’s not stopping him from straight up worshipping you from the dance floor.
Shanks: Never took his eyes off from you, not even for a single second. Not a single shame on singing along from the public, and even putting his drink up to cheer on you. He might be long gone by the time you sing to him, but he still got the spirit. By the end of the song he is trying to find you and drunkenly praising you.
#one piece x reader#luffy x reader#monkey d luffy x reader#monkey d luffy x you#zoro x reader#rononoa zoro x reader#nami x reader#vinsmoke sanji x reader#sanji x reader#usopp x reader#sir crocodile x reader#crocodile x reader#dracule mihawk x reader#mihawk x reader#shanks x reader#Spotify
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I love reimagining Sofia the First episodes where Elena is inside the Amulet of Avalor from her perspective. You’re a sixteen-year-old heir to the throne trapped in a gemstone as a disembodied spirit with murdered parents, living family still in danger, a colonized country in need of liberation and untreated PTSD who nobody around you even knows exists. This has been your life for thirty-nine years by the time you finally find someone who might have the potential to free you. But first, you have to help her grow as a person. And all of these shenanigans keep happening. What was she thinking the whole time?
Sofia: (boasting to her friends about getting to sing the Enchancian anthem)
Elena: Oh my God, shut up. You sound like Esteban, and not in a good way.
Elena, a teenager and older sibling who hasn’t had the chance to tease anyone in roughly four decades: So… you’re expected to sing in front of a huge crowd tomorrow? Would be a shame. If something were to. Happen.
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Amber: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)
Elena: You fucking brat! How dare you take advantage of your own sister’s trust after she’s been nothing but kind to you? Don’t you know how lucky you are? I would do anything to be able to just see my little sister again, talk to her, hug her, know that she’s safe and okay, let alone make her happy myself. You have so much, but you’re too spoiled rotten to appreciate it. You mistreat your family? Fine. Let’s see how you like them being threatened by an evil sorceress trying to take over your kingdom! ‘Cause trust me, it isn’t fun. Learn to be selfless or lose everything you’ve ever had! A BITCH FOR A BITCH!
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Ivy: (takes the amulet to destroy it, which would kill Elena)
Elena: Shit.
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Cedric: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)
Elena, who’s been onto him since day one, but feels completely unthreatened: You could be coveting any source of powerful magic, but no, you want the only one that you already know has a moral compass and will curse you for doing wrong. Genuine question: what are you doing with your life? I’m just gonna give you literal sticky fingers, and I’ll revoke that if you’re nice. You obviously don’t need much help to fail.
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Miranda and Roland: (have sweet, bond-affirming moments with their children as good parents)
Elena: Aw, that’s nice. That’s - that’s nice. I’m fine.
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Sofia: (is ten)
Elena: I’m so proud of Sofia. I think it’s time to enlist her to release me. Now how can I communicate that? Visions of Shuriki killing my parents and trying to kill me will get her started, right?
#GIVE US THE ELENA COMMENTARY DISNEY#‘elena reacts to sofia the first’ and her spirit in the amulet is pictured in a box at the corner of the screen#but it’s only what’s visible to her#so she doesn’t even have all the context#at the time summoning princess ivy feels very excessive#but then we meet elena and she’s absolutely hot-tempered and impulsive enough to punish a petty ten-year-old like that#sofia the first#elena of avalor#princess sofia#sofia balthazar#elena castillo flores#princess elena
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I've seen some people bringing up hickeygate for some reason so in the spirit of AYS?! release week, I’d like to talk about why I love hickeygate.
To begin with, I feel like a lot of people don’t understand that what makes hickeygate so funny isn’t even necessarily the hickey. Or rather, there’s too much focus on only the hickey when the whole thing is just hilarious and weird.
Like, apparently Jikook get drunk (alone) together and JK lifts Jimin bridal style, spins him around, and refuses to set him down even when Jimin gets super dizzy. And apparently Jimin’s drunken method of getting JK to set him down is to “bite” him on the neck in such a way that leaves a mark that looks exactly like a hickey. That’s weird! Every part of that is weird!
And what’s also kind of funny to me is that I think they told the story because imo in their eyes it really was all very innocent “see, we weren’t doing anything weird or wrong!” almost, defensive, if you will. Because technically, they weren’t doing anything inappropriate, they were just defending themselves/explaining the totally non-weird mark Jimin left on JKs neck. It wasn’t really a “hickey”, they have nothing to hide, they were just playing around, nothing untoward happened.
But I think it’s funny because imho it at the very least implies that Jikook have some weird-ass boundaries/behaviors, that they might be so deep into their strange dynamic, so used to and desensitized to it, that they don’t even recognize when they’re being weird af. Because, regardless, this situation is still ????
Most people don’t drunkenly spin their friends around bridal style and refuse to set them down and have hickeys bit (sucked??) onto their neck in response. I mean, maybe some do, but I definitely don’t think it’s the norm (and Jin’s & TH’s responses are hilarious). And certainly most people would realize that leaving what looks like a hickey on your friends neck is going to be perceived a certain way regardless of what story you tell or how it came about, and would maybe cover it up to save themselves the embarrassment if they were bothered by the implications. But clearly that’s not what happened. They were out and proud of that thing lol (well Jimin seemed a bit sheepish about what happened lol).
Anyways the whole thing is funny and very weird and says something about their dynamic and weird physical boundaries and what they might be like when they’re drunk and alone together (which seems like something they do/did a lot). We also now know they also have in depth discussions about singing to the point they get lost in their own little world even when they're with others which is cute too.
Anyways, I know I’m not crazy to point out that their dynamic is weird and their intimacy boundaries are weird and their dynamic can read a certain way because I’ll always point to one of my other very favorite Jikook moments — Rainy Day fight — particularly the way that the other members responded. Like, continuously cringing for no reason, shivering and yelling “ew”, calling it a drama, singing a kdrama song at them, smiling and laughing, which is all honestly hilarious, and unnecessary, and validating lol. Especially because it didn’t really deter Jikook, who were just telling that story as it was, with JK seemingly pretty serious and invested in making sure Jimin got the details right.
So yeah, that is just how they come off, even to their own group that already have loose boundaries - and I just love that about Jikook. Love their weird drunken shenanigans and their dramatic as hell couple like rain fights, and how soft and silly they are in general.
Also shout-out to the retelling of the Rainy Day story where they both separately took the blame because they're mature, considerate and sweet towards each other like that. Also the fact that it was something JK felt sorry for years down the line, even though clearly there were no hard feelings about it. I feel like they probably didn’t fight that often if a fight in which they immediately made up was on his mind like that lol. Also the fact that what upset JK so deeply was Jimin’s threat of not caring about him anymore.
Anyways, I hope we get to see some drunken shenanigans in AYS. They did cut out whatever tussle occurred on that mosquito net during ITS though, so idk what they’ll actually show in the end, but I’m here for it.
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Toby: Day five of being snowed in. I’m singing Rick Astley every hour to try and raise team spirit. I think it’s working.
Tim: When you die, I’ll play Jenga with your bones.
Toby: See? We’re all like a big family at this point.
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Spider-Man Across The Spider Verse characters finding out you have a fever (platonic + romatic)
Miles Morales
Platonic
Miles immediately shows concern, his brow furrowing as he notices your discomfort
He quickly places the back of his hand on your forehead to check your temperature
Has to ask his mom and friends what to properly do
“You need to stay put, okay? I’ll get you some water and medicine.”
Miles stays by your side, making sure you’re comfortable
He tries to distract you with funny stories or movies
Ensures you have a warm blanket and are cozy
He texts other friends to let them know you’re not feeling well
If he can, he’ll bring you some homemade soup
“You’ll be back on your feet in no time, just rest.”
Romantic
Miles’ concern deepens, a mix of worry and affection in his eyes
Frequently checks your temperature to see if it’s getting better
Holds your hand or gently strokes your hair to comfort you
Tries to make homemade remedies he’s read about
Still has to ask his mom or friends
Refuses to leave your side, making sure you feel his presence
Sends you sweet and encouraging texts even if he’s in the same room
Puts on your favorite show or movie to lift your spirits
Updates his mom on your condition to get more advice
“Hey, I’m here. You’re going to get better soon, I promise.”
Talks about future plans to keep your mind off being sick
Gwen Stacy
Platonic
Gwen gives you a worried glance as soon as she realizes you’re unwell
She touches your forehead to feel your temperature.
Quickly grabs a medical kit to find something to help.
“You need to rest and hydrate. I’ll get you some water.”
Stays close by, making sure you’re not alone.
Puts on soothing music to help you relax.
Brings you comfort items like pillows or stuffed animals.
Lets other friends know you’re not feeling well and might need help.
Brings you light reading material to keep your mind occupied.
“You’ll be feeling better soon, just take it easy.”
Romantic
Her worry shows more deeply, her eyes soft with concern
Stays close, holding your hand or giving gentle touches to comfort you
Regularly checks your temperature to monitor your fever
Makes sure you have everything you need, from water to medicine
Whispers comforting words to help you relax
Stays with you, talking softly about anything to keep your spirits up
Might sing softly to you if she thinks it’ll help
Brings you warm tea to soothe you
“You’re so strong. This fever doesn’t stand a chance.”
Cuddles with you not caring if she’ll catch it
Hobie Brown
Platonic
Hobie immediately reacts, showing visible concern
He checks your temperature using the back of his hand after he realizes that you’re probably not faking
“Hey, don’t move. I’ll grab you some water and meds.”
Quickly finds something to help you feel better, like a cold compress
Cracks jokes to keep your spirits up despite the situation
Puts on some chill music to help you relax
Makes sure to stay nearby, not leaving you alone
Brings you anything he thinks will make you comfortable
Lets mutual friends know you’re under the weather so they won’t bother
“You’ll beat this fever in no time. Just rest up.”
Romantic
His worry is clear, showing how much he cares
Stays in close contact, holding your hand or sitting next to you
Plays games with you if you wanna
Takes personal care of you, ensuring you have everything you need
Shows a softer side, being tender and gentle with you
Whispers comforting words, helping you relax
Uses playful jokes to keep your mood light
Brings you warm drinks to help soothe you
“I’ve got you. This fever’s got nothing on us.”
Pavitr Prabhakar
Platonic
Pavitr shows immediate and a bit dramatic concern upon noticing your fever
Quickly checks your temperature like 15 times to confirm
“You need to rest right away! I’ll get you something good”
Finds quick solutions like a cold compress or medication
Stays with you to ensure you’re not alone
Engages in comforting talk to keep your spirits up
Uses humor to make you smile despite feeling unwell
Plays games with you which allow you to be laying in bed
Brings you necessary supplies like water and snacks
Romantic
His worry is evident, eyes filled with concern
Stays by your side, not wanting to leave you alone
Regularly checks your temperature, ensuring you’re okay
Gives you personal attention, ensuring you have everything you need and want
Whispers comforting words, and kisses your forehead helping you feel better
Holds your hand or strokes your hair gently
Uses positive humor to keep your spirits up
Brings you warm drinks to soothe you
“You’re strong, and you’ll get through this. I’m here with you, gorgerous/handsome.”
Talks about future dates with the two of you, keeping your mood positive
Miguel O’Hara
Platonic
Miguel immediately slight concern, his face serious
He quickly checks your temperature by thermometer with a clinical approach
“You need to rest. I’ll handle everything else.”
Ensures you have the proper medical attention
Stays nearby from time to time, making sure you’re comfortable and safe
Talks to you seriously about taking care of yourself
Brings you items like blankets and books
Lets the team know you’re not feeling well so they won’t count with you
Makes sure you’re eating and drinking properly
“You’re strong. Just rest and recover.”
Romantic
His concern deepens, showing a softer side
Stays with you, ensuring you’re never alone
Gives you personal and meticulous attention
Regularly checks your temperature, ensuring you’re improving
Offers comforting touches like holding your hand
Speaks a bit gently to soothe you
Brings you warm drinks to help you feel better
Shows tender care, making sure you’re as comfortable as possible
“I’m here, and you’re going to be okay. Just rest.”
Jessica Drew
Platonic
Jessica quickly shows concern, noticing your discomfort
Checks your temperature to confirm the fever
“You need to rest now. I’ll take care of everything else. I mean it”
Efficiently finds ways to make you comfortable
Stays close by to ensure you’re okay
Engages in comforting talk to keep your spirits up
Uses light humor to make you smile
Updates mutual friends on your condition and argues with Miguel not to send you to missions
Brings you essentials like water and snacks
“You’ll be back to your old self soon, just rest up.”
Romantic
Her worry is clear, showing how much she cares
Stays by your side, not wanting to leave you alone
Regularly checks your temperature to monitor your fever
Gives you personal care, ensuring you have everything you need
Whispers comforting words to help you relax
Offers gentle touches like holding your hand or stroking your hair
Brings you warm drinks to help soothe you
“You’re strong, and you’ll get through this. I’m here with you.”
Uses positive humor to keep your spirits up
Turns into mama mode
#headcanons#preferences#spiderman across the spiderverse#miles molares#miles morales x reader#gwen stacy#gwen stacy x reader#hobie brown#hobie brown x reader#pavitr prabhakar#pavitr prabhakar x reader#miguel o'hara#miguel o’hara x reader#jessica drew#jessica drew x reader
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🌙Moon in Signs/Houses
* BASED ON MY INTERPRETATION
* I’ll only be touching on key points
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- The moon can represent your childhood, fertility, mother, home, things you’re emotionally attached to, ways you can find comfort, etc.
🌙Moon in Aries/1H:
You could have anger tantrums/angers issues, you could find comfort in working out, you could develop strong skin as you grow older, baby face/youthful, bigger breasts, others could find you comforting/nurturing, etc.
🌙Moon in Taurus/2H:
You could love singing, you could have a strong emotional attachment to your belongings, you could find comfort through self love, your mother could’ve been very laid back and patient, you could spend money on beauty related things and food, etc.
🌙Moon in Gemini/3H:
You could find comfort by venting, you could be very playful or have a youthful spirit, your mother could be very intelligent, you could also find comfort from gossiping, short term travels could be comforting to you, math could be your favorite subject, you could’ve been emotionally invested in your learning during k-12, etc.
🌙Moon in Cancer/4H:
You could be very emotionally invested in your family/home, you could be very emotional and cry a lot, I can tell the tiniest things hurt your feelings, your mother could be very defensive and sensitive, you could find comfort in self care, etc.
🌙Moon in Leo/5H:
You could find comfort in entertainment/self expression, you could also find comfort in gambling , you are a very dramatic person, your mother could be the “cool mom” or wild, you could find emotional satisfaction when it comes to romance, etc.
🌙Moon in Virgo/6H:
You could over analyze your emotions, your mother could’ve been someone who is an over thinker, I feel like your mother could be very judgmental also, people could judge you a lot as a mother or question your femininity, you could find comfort with working out, your pets could give you comfort, etc.
🌙Moon in Libra/7H:
You could find comfort with beauty related things, your partner could be very emotionally invested into you, you could very invested into your relationships, you could find comfort in your love affairs, you give me hopeless romantic vibes, etc.
🌙Moon in Scorpio/8H:
Your mother could’ve birthed tons of kids, your mother could be into the occult or magic, you value deep connections, you become extremely obsessive once you start to emotionally invest in someone, you could’ve had a very dark childhood, when it comes to your femininity people could find it very seductive, etc.
🌙Moon in Sagittarius/9H:
Your mother could very well known and extremely funny, you could find comfort in comedy shows, during your childhood you could’ve traveled a lot or grew up in a big home, also your family could be foreigners or mixed, you find comfort in traveling, etc.
🌙Moon in Capricorn/10H:
You could be emotionally invested in your career, you find emotionally fulfill from your achievements & legacy you built, your mother could’ve been very strict, I think you grew up in a strict/very traditional household, you could be very emotionally mature, you could have a career that deals with nurturing others, etc.
🌙Moon in Aquarius/11H:
Your mother could’ve been a single mother or independent, your childhood could’ve been different from norm, you could find comfort from partying, your friends could give you comfort, people could find your femininity to be unique, your fertility could be very high (bc the 11H represents large groups), you could be emotionally invested into your friends, etc.
🌙Moon in Pisces/12H:
Your mother could be very spiritual probably very private, you could find comfort from acting/doing impersonations, you could be too emotionally attached to the past, growing up you could’ve been the only child or isolated from your family, etc.
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