#gonna feel like shit tomorrow bc i have to be up early to take my meds and she'll wake me up anyway.. but cross that bridge

[toastsnaffler]

I will say while I've loved most of elden ring I'm really glad I'm down to just 2 more main boss fights (malenia + maliketh) before I start the endgame boss fights... whew 😮‍💨

[fabulouslygaybean]

ughh. my little sister and i have our job orientation tomorrow (technically today ig) at like, 8:30am, but it's 1am and i can't sleep

[stardustloserdoll]

could you maybe do a jake smut where he’s pretty rough bc he got jealous but then the after care is all fluffy and sweet 🥹🫶

yours

female reader

"im going to get us some more drinks, i'll be back." jake said placing a kiss on my cheek, disappearing into the crowd. i played with my straw, swaying softly to the music. "y/n?" i looked up seeing it was an old friend i knew. "adam? holy shit its been so long!" i smiled hugging him. "how've you been? didn't expect to see you here."

"i'm good! i'm here with my boyfriend. you should totally meet him." i gasped looking around seeing if i could spot jake in the crowd. "oh there he is." i smiled waving him over. as jake approached us he handed me my drink "jake! this is my friend adam." i said turning to my old friend who sent jake a small smile. "nice to meet you." jake smiled wrapping his arm around my waist. "nice to meet you too.

as i continued talking with adam i noticed jake was quiet, staring at adam with a clenched jaw. when adam was about to say something jake cut him off, his grip tightening on my waist. "sorry adam, but y/n and i have to head home early. we have a busy day tomorrow, sorry." jake gently squeezed the side of my waist signaling me to say something "oh yeah i forgot. i'm sorry adam, i'll see you around. it was nice seeing you again." i waved a goodbye as jake dragged me away.

once inside, jake quickly started the car without saying a word. "what was that jake?" i asked breaking the silence. "did you see how he was looking at you?" he spoke through gritted teeth. "he kept eye fucking you and he kept at your lips like he wanted to kiss you." i rolled my eyes "you're overreacting! we were just catching up!" i said raising my voice, crossing my arms. jake scoffed as he kept his eyes on the road. "you're mine y/n. just wait when we get home."

"strip." jake ordered pushing me on the bed. doing so i took off my clothes, leaving myself in my bra and underwear. he slipped off his shirt revealing his abs and tattoos that i loved so much, almost making my mouth water. watching as he took off his pants and boxers quickly. climbing onto the bed, his hands gripping my thighs tightly. "you're wet already? i havent even touched you." he said smiling at the wet patch on my underwear, making me look away in embarrassment. he slowly pulled off my underwear, running his fingers along my slick folds, making me shiver under his touch.

he began rubbed his fingers on my clit in circles, making me let out a quiet moan. locking his eyes with mine, as he pushed two of his fingers into me. starting with slow pumps that gradually got faster. i threw my head back moaning his name, feeling myself clench down on his fingers, "gonna cum?" jake asked watching as his fingers moved in and out of me. i nodded my head unable to say any words. "too bad." he laughed taking his fingers out of me, making me whine. "i was so close jake."

"don't worry we're not done yet." he smirked looking up at me, rubbing his cock up and down on my folds. in one quick thrust he forced himself inside me, letting out a low moan, making me grip the sheets tightly. "i know you can take it babe." jake grunted as he snapped his hips into me roughly. thrusting deeply into me each thrust, making me wrap my legs around his waist. allowing him to thrust deeper into me. he leaned down biting onto my shoulder hard leaving his teeth marks on me, making me wince in pain. he leaned up quickly grabbing my face and leaned down to me, his lips brushing agaisnt mine. "whos pussy is this." jake growled stopped his movements.

"y-yours jake." i mumbled looking up at him, feeling his cock twitch inside of me. "only i fuck you this good." jake mumbled against my lips, snapping his hips. "say it." i squeezed my eyes shut, tightening my grip on the bedsheets. "o-only you can fuck me this good." i groaned leaning up to kiss him. jake kissed back mumbling a 'good girl' against my lips, resuming his movements. "oh god, im gonna cum jake." i threw my arms around his shoulders pulling him close. "i know.. me too. fuck, cum on my cock babe." jake sighed throwing his head back. my climax washing over me "jake!" i cried out feeling myself release around him. jake releasing after, fucking his cum deep into me. he slowed down his movements watching as his cum leaked out of me.

he slipped out of me, and sighed collapsing on top of me, wrapping his arms around my waist. i ran my fingers through his hair, moving his hair from his face as we both lied there catching our breaths. "you okay?" he asked looking up at me kissing my neck. "im okay." i smiled kissing the top of his head. "you're even hotter when you're jealous." i laughed running my hands down his back. "i should get jealous more often then hm?" jake laughed tickling me.

he got up and ran to the bathroom to grab a towel. he came back and began wiping me down, placing a kiss on my forehead. "you look so pretty." he cooed pinching my cheeks. "i look gross, im all sweaty." i laughed sticking my tongue out. "you look hot though." i smiled admiring his features, as i played with his hair. "i know." he answered in a country accent making us both laugh. "wanna take a shower?" i asked. "i'd love to."

[highhhfiveee]

mint (mike schmidt x reader)

*minor movie spoiler that isn’t a spoiler fr but kind of is*

tags: suggestiveness, swearing, fluff

oi. this is my first official piece of fanfic on tumblr and i'm excited but also super nervous. i never knew what characters i wanted to write for as most of my fandoms are obsolete tbh (teen wolf and maze runner, i'm looking at you 💔) but after watching the fnaf movie and falling in love with j hutch like i'm 14 again, i wanted to try to write for mike!

i'm sorry if this story sucks tbh. i wrote it pretty quickly, did not edit it in any way (watch for grammar and spelling errors!) and i'm still trying to establish characters and plot and do all this silly billy worldbuilding, but i'll get better! i'm also taking requests for both fluff and smut, so if y'all would like to send anything for me to write, i'll def accept! like i said in my last post, i think i'm gonna redo my tumblr layout so i can feel like a true fanfic/misc blog lmao so ignore its under construction phase ((: i hope y'all enjoy this though bc i've been thinking ab mike schmidt all night

i have sooo many ideas, but between last night and this morning, i’ve been thinking of abby’s babysitter!reader (bc fuck max).

you’ve been channel surfing in the living room since you put abby down, working with her to lock down a nightly routine. ideally, she’d bathe, eat dinner (god willingly), brush her teeth, and then you’d be able to get her to lay in bed and doze off. some nights, this required dessert.

“you just brushed your teeth though. it’s gonna taste gross.”

“not if it’s one of those mint chocolate things you always have.” you straighten up, eyes squinted at the child before you; she meant the small, sometimes melted, squares of Andes mint chocolate you always kept. they’d always been your favorite, a guilty pleasure in this fucked up world.

you hadn’t been babysitting abby for long, and you didn’t realize that she'd been watching you crush the chocolates like it was light work. they were easy to eat, and once you had one, you found out how easy it was to eat another one, and then another one, and then another one until there was a mountain of crinkled foil next to your phone and chocolate smeared on your face.

"please, y/n. just one," you didn't exactly know if it was a lie. abby was convincing, able to break you down with her eyes, pleading and puppy-dog like. "please."

you cave, leaning down to brush her hair back from her forehead and place a gentle kiss on the skin. with pursed lips, you whisper, "fine, but tomorrow night. i have to get some more."

abby does nothing but smile, eyes fluttering closed. you stay with her for a bit like you always do--watching the way her chest rises and falls, and how her features twitched with slumber. features scarily similar to mike's.

of course she'd look like mike. they were siblings, no shit, but the resemblance occupied your brain. there was sweet abby, with her colorful clothes and scribbled drawings and persuasive aura, and then there was mike.

you shake your head, giving abby another kiss before exiting her room. you didn't need to think about mike. he wasn't what you were here for. you'd come to abby's school as an aide and after she'd privately confided in you about her home life, you knew you had to help her. you would do anything for her, even if that meant taking care of her while suppressing the overwhelming school girl crush you had on her older brother.

mike was a bit older than you, which didn't scare you at all. guys in their early 20s were rarely mature, doing anything they could just to fuck; but guys in their late 20s, mike specifically, had only ever shown you couth, surprisingly.

for nearly two months, five mornings a week, the sound of the door being unlocked would ring out. you'd turn to see sunshine pouring into the living room, enveloping mike's brooding figure in a radiant golden glow.

he'd hang his coat on the wall hooks, drop his bag down to his feet, and give you a small but warm smile. you'd try to not to embarrass yourself as you two made small talk, packing up your things.

you always left unscathed, but recently it'd been hard. you were always thinking about him, dreaming about him even; how his hair would feel between your fingers, how his hands would feel on your face, how his face would feel between your thighs.

the thought is washed away, drowned out by the sound effects of a loud infomercial when the door opens, and you're turning and squinting against the wash of pale yellow on your face. mike steps forward with a, "hey, y/n" and you meekly raise your hand to wave.

he hangs his hoodie up to reveal his shoulder blades flexing under an uncharacteristically tight navy blue sweater. you can't help but stare.

"just wake up?" his voice is raspy, but he's still facing the wall, rummaging in his bag for something.

"um...yeah. brain's still turning on," you lie, tossing the thick blue blanket off your body. you didn't sleep at all, kept up with your thoughts and the last of your Andes mints (though you loved her, you couldn't give abby your last ones).

"hm," he mutters, finally turning to you but keeping his hands behind his back. something crinkles in them and you raise your eyebrow at the tired yet amused expression he takes with you. it's enough to make your body hot and you awkwardly pull at the collar of your shirt, fanning yourself off.

"hot?" the gravelly tone sends you into a giggling fit, shaking your head as you shoot to your feet. you have to leave before you do or say something you regret.

"uh, yeah, it was s-super hot under that...um...blanket. i shouldn't have worn sweatpants to s-sleep," you stutter, nodding your head along with mike as he steps closer to you. this couldn't be the moment something happens, right? it'd been so casual between you too, very friendly, and he'd never shown any signs of trying to do anything with you before. why would he choose right now, so spontaneously?

he stands before you, the slightest bit taller than you. you're able to see every pore, every freckle, every microscopic detail in his eyes and lips.

you open your mouth, hoping your heart doesn't fall out, to ask what's happening, when he reveals a bag of Andes mints, one bigger than you've ever seen.

your mouth stays open in surprise. "wh-"

"abby's been talking about them. i wondered where she found out about them but--" he nudges his head towards the coffee table, where a small mound of green wrappers lay. you swear under your breath, cursing yourself for not throwing them away like you usually do.

"i'm sorry," you whisper, blushing beyond measure as you begin to frantically pack your things. "i should be more careful with that stuff."

"god, y/n, you're saying it like it's coke," mike chuckles. he sets the bag down on the couch and reaches out to you, placing his hand on yours as you shove things into your tote. "hey."

his voice forces you to stop and look up. you melt under his stare just like you do with abby. the puppy-dog thing must run in the family.

"i feel bad about not being able to pay you yet, and i really appreciate all you're doing. abby told me that you loved those mints, so..."

"thank you, mike," you say over the sound of your pounding heart. you didn't care about the money, you didn't need it. being appreciated by someone who made your heartbeat resonate throughout your body was payment enough. "this is really sweet."

"thank you, y/n. you don't know how much this means to me." You scoff, throwing your tote over your shoulder and looking down at your feet.

"i'm always happy to help." you and mike stand facing each other for what feels like hours, the air as thick as molasses between you. his eyes were squinted, low and dark and intriguing.

you wished you could read his mind. what was he thinking? did his heart do the same thing as yours, wacking against his ribcage with no end in sight? did he stay up thinking about you when he was supposed to be sleeping, imagining how you felt, what you sounded like, how you tasted---

"see you later tonight?" his voice rocks you out of your trance. he's not thinking about you. he's tired, wondering when you'll leave so he can fall into his bed and doze off.

"yeah. tell abby i said i'll see her tonight." your smile is tight as you exit the house, cursing at yourself as you get into your car.

you didn't know how long you could go on like this.

ya, i know this sucks and it isn't really anything but we're gonna work our way through these fics and blurbs to really develop a cute relationship (,: i will still be writing other fics for mike, and possibly using another babysitter!reader in a different universe, but as for now, we're gonna be rocking with these two (: (thinking that we’ll label her as 🌱🍫!reader)

all notes are appreciated (: thanks for reading!

[babybluebex]

imagine being in a movie with dom, and you have to film a *special* scene… like the aftermath???? the chemistry???? dying 😩😩😩

oh ok. walk with me for a second here. (the good stuff's under the cut, so if you don't care ab my little schpiel about how these scenes are filmed, just go straight to under the cut)

so here's a Film Industry Tidbit: before love/sex/whatever-you-wanna-call-it-scenes, there's a rehearsal process that involves an intimacy coordinator, and like their WHOLE JOB is choreographing and rehearsing and blocking scenes like this, it's becoming more and more prevalent on film sets to ensure all parties in these sorts of scenes are being treated fairly and with consent and there's also certain garments that are required of actors to wear in filming these scenes, little like strapless thongs and pouches and shit, like NEVER on a film set will you just be expected to be completely naked and left to your own devices to simulate sex

anyway. off my soapbox. you and dom have to film one of those scenes, and you know this before you sign onto the movie, and you two meet at the table read and he's warm and friendly, you instantly feel like great friends

and you rehearse for the movie and everything, costume fittings and screen tests and things, and even though you're smiling and laughing with dom, The Scene is starting to weigh on your mind bc like, aw hell you're starting to actually like him a lot and you don't know if you can be normal about this scene

and it comes time to specifically rehearse The Scene, and the intimacy coordinator is very nice, understanding that you're both young actors who haven't filmed something like this before and don't know what to expect, and she starts with some "easy" icebreaker questions "what are your boundaries during sex?" and dom is a little red in the face but takes it serious "i guess i don't love when a girl pulls my hair... not my favorite" and then it comes time for you to answer and you're like crap and sigh "i, um, i've never had sex, so i don't really know..." and you feel dom's eyes on you but you can't dare to look at him

the scene is supposed to be very passionate and gentle and romantic, but you don't have a CLUE what that looks like, but dom sure seems like he does, because he's figuring out where to hold you and how to naturally do the scene, and you're doing what you can with what you know, touching his face and cupping the back of his neck, and dom throws out a suggestion "maybe you can, like, drag your nails down my back? would that look good on camera?" and you're Confused "why would i do that?" and he's not cocky, it's a very genuine answer, but his words still make you run hot all the same: "because it's gonna feel good"

you leave the rehearsal and dom's his usual self "wanna grab a drink? there's a little bar close to here i've heard about" and you have to be like "i, um, have— my-my call time is really early tomorrow, i gotta—"

"nah, i got you, don't sweat it, it's fine" he chuckles "maybe we can grab that drink friday night... i'll probably fuckin' need it"

"what's on friday?" and you immediately regret asking because you already know the answer, you remember the schedule

"we film the sex scene on friday" dom tells you and you're like right, right, but pretty quickly flee the scene and go home

and then friday rolls around. it's a closed set, as you requested, and your director was more than happy to work that out for you, and you're in the makeup trailer, kinda halfheartedly chatting with your makeup girl as she gets you ready, a very naturally pretty no-makeup look for what's supposed to be an early-morning-just-woke-up sorta sex scene, and you're about to divulge to her how nervous you are to film, and then the door opens and in he strolls wearing a robe, biting into a peach as he settles into his chair

and you don't really talk to each other, both obviously nervous as hell, and he finally mumbles "this fucking thing..." and shifts in his seat and you're like "you good?" and he goes pink and chuckles "yeah, they've got me strapped in here and it doesn't hurt but it's not comfy" and you're like ??? strapped in?? and he's uncharacteristically bashful "they've got me wearing a pouch... it covers everything... i feel so exposed and yet totally covered at the same time" "yeah, like when you're naked with only socks on, suddenly you feel way more naked than if you just weren't wearing socks" you tell him and he nods enthusiastically "exactly! nobody's gonna see my dick, but it feels like everyone's gonna be looking, and that's somehow worse than if my dick was actually out" and you laugh and like whew ice broken thank god

you get on set and take off the robe and quickly slip into the bed, and you hope he can't see your heartbeat through your chest as he does the same, and your mouth goes a little dry at his body, pale freckled skin, tattoo on his belly, bony hips and bandy chest (and that god-awful flesh-colored sack around his dick) but fuck his arms feel so strong as he hugs you into his body to start the scene, and you know that you won't survive if you have to do it multiple times so you resolve to nail every line and movement so that it's a one and done sorta thing

your director calls action, and you and dom "sleep" for a few moments before you start, shifting your legs under the sheets as you "wake up", and you hear him make a soft noise from behind you as he too wakes up, and his strong arm tightens around your waist, and when he speaks, his voice is low and scratchy, the sexiest morning voice you've ever heard "you awake, honey?"

"mhm" you hum, and your skin prickles as he starts to set kisses on your back and shoulder

"good" he says, and all of your rehearsal for the scene has prepared you for this, but doing it on camera, for real this time, is no match for being fully clothed and sorta miming through it, and when he moves you onto your back and smooths his rough hands up your thighs, it's suddenly so hard to breathe, especially when he hits his blocking and starts to kiss down your body and looks up at you with those dark eyes through his eyelashes, and you manage to get out your line "baby? will you make love to me?" and he laughs "anything you want, honey"

a camera shift for a different angle, an awkward few moments of waiting, and then the part you're SERIOUSLY nervous for comes, and your director calls action, and dom doesn't waste a second to kiss you like his life depends on it and to start moving his body between your thighs, acting his little heart out, and you're doing what you rehearsed, the wrinkled eyebrows and stuttered breathing, and pulling your nails down his shoulderblade, and then he deviates??? like motherfucker this is NOT part of the plan!!! when he whines a little "harder" and you're like "huh??" "nails, in my skin, harder... mark me up, make me yours, baby" and you instantly roll with the punches "you're already mine"

and you swear you see god as you film that scene, it's the most sensual thing you've ever experienced in your life, best sex ever and it wasn't even real sex, and you finish filming earlier than scheduled ("what can i say, i'm a pro" dom jokes) and you start to go to your trailer after getting out of costume because what the fuck just happened to you, and dom's like "hey! you promised me a drink tonight" "i promised no such thing" "well, indulge me?" and it's those SAME doe eyes from earlier and you sigh "one drink, dom, then i'm going home"

three rounds of shots and half a jack and coke later, and you're divulging to him what was going through your head during his little improvisation that day, "no, because you saying to do it harder? i was like 'what the fuck is he doing'??" and he laughs and rolls his eyes, but leans into you all the same "eh, whatever, that's how i like it" "you like getting hurt? that doesn't sound sexy at all" "not 'getting hurt' exactly" and he's tracing his pinkie on your knee as he thinks "but like... being marked, showing people that you're owned by someone... not in like a weird way, but... i don't know how to explain it..." and maybe it's the jack in your drink plus the three green tea shots you had, or maybe you're just sick and tired of being nervous, because you say "show me" and now it's HIS turn to be confused and go "huh?" "show me what you mean. you don't have to use words if you can't find them" and he breathlessly laughs "honey, please" and he's never called you that off camera before "you can't just say that to me" "well why not?" "we're both drunk" he starts and hits you with those eyes again "and if anyone on set knew that we came out to a bar, and then spotted us going into the same trailer together... people'll talk" "oh c'mon, i know you don't give a shit about if people talk" you said "what's the real problem?" and his pinkie goes under your skirt and sorta curls in the hem for a moment, and he bites his lip and slowly releases it "well... for one... i'd like for you to be able to walk normally tomorrow, because if i get you in my bed... honey, you got me so worked up earlier, it's a miracle i didn't get hard, and i don't think i could stop myself from doing some very bad things to you tonight" "oh?" and you're trying to be cool and calm but youre FREAKING OUT inside "like what?" "jesus christ" dom whispers "i also don't want your first time to be like this, a drunken mistake with a coworker, you deserve better than m-that" and you hear what he stopped himself from saying, you deserve better than me, and you put down your drink and cup his jaw and make him look up from your lap "it won't be a mistake" you tell him and he swallows hard and his eyes are locked on your lips, silently begging for you "dominic..." and that gets him to look you in the eyes "i think you should take me home"

and he gets you in his trailer, and the bed's not huge but it's good enough for the two of you, and suddenly his kisses and touches feel more natural than if you had rehearsed it a thousand times, the way he kisses your tits and travels down and helps undress you, down to your socks, and you start to go for them but he's like "no, no... keep em on" and once again you're confused by him but he's like "you said you feel more naked like this than if you're actually naked... i want you to be exposed for me, vulnerable... spread out... begging for it..." and he's steady kissing your inner thigh, waiting for your okay to go further and you think you just might burst into flames, and your legs open for him and he doesn't waste a second to put his mouth on you

the night lasts until it's nearly dawn, laying together, talking in hushed tones, fucking, unable to keep your hands off each other, and he looks like a god, his skin all golden and supple with sweat, messy hair, red puffy lips, and his gaze is so soft and gentle at you, holding you and playing with your fingers, and he says "do you regret this?" "no" and you get a little scared "do you?" "no" he tells you "i was just worried that... i don't know, i somehow failed you or something, being the one to..." "you didn't fail me, dommy," you tell him, and his cheeks twitch with a smile "i couldn't have asked for better" "i just feel like—" dom starts but you kiss him to shut him up, and his hands go to your face, holding you close as his tongue claims your mouth for the millionth time that night "dom" you break the kiss "did i cum?" "did you—" and he furrows his eyebrows "yeah. a few times. i mean, right? you did, right?" "i did" you tell him "you made me cum, a couple of times, on our first night together, and i don't know a lot about sex, but that seems indicative of a pretty good night together, right?" "i just feel like i could've done more to show you how i feel about you" dom mumbles, and you shake your head "i don't need all that" you say "big romantic gestures or whatever, that's not me... i'm telling you, this was perfect" "ok" dom whispers and you can tell he's not exactly satisfied, but whatever "as long as you let me make it up to you someday" "how would you do that?" you ask, and he leans in and kisses your neck, slowly moving between your thighs again "i'd get you a nice outfit" he whispers "something that really makes you look just gorgeous, something that makes every guy in the room look at you and wish you were theirs... take you to dinner, wherever you want... fly you to paris if you'd like..." "oh yeah?" and you wanna be playful and flirty, but god you're so turned on you can't think straight, and it takes very little maneuvering for him to slip inside you again, and he sorta trails off his thoughts as he fucks you, touching his forehead to yours, and you do what he asked of you and dig your nails into the skin of his back and make long claw marks down his back "dommy?" and he grunts in response as he works "i think i wanna be your girl" "god, please" he whispers "i wanna be your guy so fucking bad"

and when a PA comes to dom's trailer for his wake up call once the sun's up, you have to untangle yourself from him, and you bid him goodbye with a big kiss, and he says "don't think we're done here, okay? more's coming tonight. remember those bad things i said i wanna do to you? still want that" and he winks and god yeah you're a lucky gal <3

[darlingsfandom]

Dirty talk with Robert Fisher through the phone bc he's away on a business trip.

Bless you ✨

Robert had just sat down in his seat and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Another long flight to another business deal that he could care less about because it had been over two weeks since he had been home. Luckily this was the last business deal before his month long vacation that he gets to spend with you.

Once he had made it to the hotel, threw his jacket on his chair and sat on the bed before he grabbed his phone and dialed your number.

"Hello?" You asked softly .

"Hi sweetheart, I hope I didn't wake you..." Robert laid with legs crossed on the bed.

"No no I was just turning into bed actually. Finished up my movie in the living room and am in our bed now." You sat down on the bed and pouted as Roberts side was still empty.

"Oh yeah? And what are you wearing to bed my dear?" His voice sounded deeper than normal .

"Your old college t-shirt and a pair of blue cotton panties..." You bit your bottom lip.

"What an interesting choice sweetheart. I know how much you love wearing the shirt but usually when you do, means you want something ... tell me baby what is it that you want?" Roberts own voice was silky as he spoke while you laid down with your legs spread and panties around your ankles.

"Want you Mr.Fischer! Need you and that big dick of yours inside my tight pussy!" You teased causing a groan to fill your ear.

"You're going to be the death of me you know that? Being such a naughty girl over the phone. I bet if I was there right now , you'd be fingering your self until you couldn't do it and wanted me to do it for you."

"Oh Please ! I love how your fingers feel inside of me. You know exactly where to hit each time. God, I wish you here. You always stretch me out soooo good!" You moaned into the phone before putting it on speaker .

"You're touching yourself aren't ?" Robert asked as you heard him undoing his pants. The sound of him spitting in his hand filled your ears before you heard him jacking off.

"Yes daddy! Touching my pretty little pussy for you! You always make me so wet daddy! I wish I was bouncing on your cock right now!" You cried out while you circled your clit with one finger and slid open your dresser so you could grab your dildo.

"Such a filthy baby. You always wanna bounce on my cock like the horny bunny you are. My horny baby needs me doesn't she!" You could hear the wet sounds of him fisting his cock getting sloppier with each stroke.

"Yes fuck! I need you and your cock! My dildo isn't big enough , plus it won't breed me like you do!"

"Fuck baby! I'll breed you all the time. Gonna fuck a baby into you one of these days. Shit! Baby I'm gonna cum... tell me where! Tell me where my baby needs my cum."

"Face! Need daddy to let me taste his cum as much as I need it in my pussy, need to swallow your cum too!" And with that Robert came against his fist crying out your name. You followed his orgasm with your own leaving both of you panting .

"Don't worry baby, one more night and I'll be home tomorrow afternoon , we'll have our vacation and I'm going to take every chance to put a baby in you!"

"I can't wait for that ! I miss you! Please come home early ." You pouted again as you tried to clean up your mess.

"I will baby, I promise I'll be home before you know it."

[gothamslostboy]

Hi me again! Could I request Spencer Reid x trans male reader (ftm) with the prompts

“Please stay” and “It’s cold when your gone”

Where the 2 r js cuddling bc some asshole at y/ns work said some shit abt him being trans

Maybe a bit of making out but fs like kisses

Ty luv 🫶

- 🦭

A/N: hey 🦭, thank you for my first ever Spencer Reid request! This was a great experience to write and I hope you like it:]

Meliorism

WORDS: 850

MELIORISM (n.) the belief that the world gets better; the belief that humans can improve the world

Spencer Reid x FTM reader

SPENCER YOU

Spencer had 3 main amazing talents. His eidetic memory, which allowed him to recall the tiniest visual details of the things he sees, even if briefly. Reid could also read 20,000 words a minute, finishing books that would take a regular person multiple days in only a few hours. These are well known about Spencer, but, his third talent is something only you’ve experienced. He has the ability to read your emotions perfectly.

If he hadn’t already explained that the ability to be a genuine mind reader would require factors that don’t exist in our world, you would’ve been sure he was one. No matter how insignificant the feeling, Dr. Spencer Walter Reid knew you felt it. So it was no suprise when he was already at the door when you arrived home, scooping you into a hug and kissing your forehead.

Daniel said something again didn’t he? You know, even after one transphobic comment the U.S Equal Employment Opportunity Commission says that he can be fired. I’m sorry he does this Y/N, you deserve better. You let out a small chuckle as he continues to ramble about different papers and documents he’s read that could help. Just knowing how much Spencer wants to help makes the hurt you feel evaporate away for a bit.

I’m gonna be ok Spence, it just hurts to hear those things. Especially because he was a work friend before he found out I’m trans. You broke away from the hug to shrug the burgundy coat off your body, placing it on the coat rack before grabbing Spencer’s hand & walking towards your shared bedroom. I know Y/N, but you’re just too great of a guy to have to put up with hateful speech. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I just want to lay down and watch a show, is Star Trek alright? He smiles, matching the small one on your face as he nods.

Sounds perfect! Did you know that Star Trek actually has very little physics mistakes? Considering the time it was- Spencer’s phone rings, cutting off a rant you were honestly interested in hearing. He answers, the corners of his mouth dropping back down as he exhales. He nods his head a few times before excusing himself to the person on the other end of the phone. Sorry Hotch, just a moment. You’re now back to feeling the same disappointment you had earlier, Aaron only calls after 6:00pm when there’s a case.

Y/N, im so sorry, Reid cups your face with his left hand. There’s a briefing for a case, we leave early tomorrow. Please stay. You lean your face into his hand even more. I know it’s selfish, but I just don’t want to be alone…. Its not selfish. A quiet silence fills the moment. Spencer examines you for a second before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. He guides you onto the bed, pulling off your shoes and turning on Star Trek. He exits the room and moves the phone back to his ear. You sigh, knowing that the case is important or he would’ve stayed.

Surprisingly, Spence re enters about 10 minutes later, with waters and your favorite snack. I thought- I can read the case files on the flight tomorrow. There’s more than enough time and Hotch said he’d fill me in on any other information needed. You hug his side as he sits down, pulling yourself close enough to rest your head on his shoulder as you watch the show. Thank you Spence. It’s better when you’re here, the house is so cold when I’m alone. He turns your head to face his, you come first Y/N, always.

Both leaning in for a slightly intense kiss, time passes and you realize 1 and 1/2 episodes have played in the background. You two had got so caught up in eachother that the tv noise had been completely forgotten. Spencer shares one more peck, before turning back to the screen. I thought you just wanted to lay down and watch a show? We haven’t done very much of that have we? A snicker escapes you as your eyes roll playfully.

Alright, I know. You’ve seen this show a hundred times- 68 and 3/5ths. Reid beams at you as you raise an eyebrow. Ok, you’ve seen this show 68 & 3/5ths times, what’s happened so far in this episode?

He begins to tell you all the needed context for the episode, and then some extra. You lean back against his shoulder and you two hold the hands closest to eachother, the horrible day of work completely forgotten.

Spencer tended to do that. He made all your bad days turn into good ones. You knew no matter how many people tried to hurt you, to tear away your happiness, that people like Spencer Reid existed. People who spend everyday trying to fix this broken world. You knew that meeting Spencer and falling in love with him was the luckiest thing a guy like you could do.

[albatris]

do u want a cute scene. this has been floating around inside my brain

in their second meeting (quinn has brought alex some murderers to kill and it's very gory but never mind that) alex is like. ready to be FREE of this horrible abandoned house that it fucked off to for two months to fight god. ok. alex wants to Rejoin Society. and is like "I can't take another minute here please we have to go Right Now or I'll explode" and quinn is like "nah we won't beat the sunrise we can just hang here till tomorrow"

and alex is like >:( and is DETERMINED to leave so quinn is like. "ok at least go get yourself cleaned up so we don't immediately get arrested if we leave, then we can see how u feel"

n alex goes back to the house n gets cleaned up and then is like hm I am kinda tired actually I'm just gonna sit down for a sec n just ends up passing out on its bed n sleeping for like sixteen hours

it wakes up once! n finds quinn has just decided to curl up next to it and is sleeping soundly. n alex sorta wakes in a panic bc 1) stranger and 2) HUMAN stranger. then it's like..... oh wait no it's just quinn. ok. weird but ok. zzzzzzzz

n alex just devours all of them so fast n almost cries bc this is the first time its been able to actually properly taste human food in like. forever. bc the garble was all like "oh you're not going to drink human blood? ok all other food will taste like rotten garbage until further notice 😊"

wakes up later to delicious (?) smells and quinn absolutely burning the shit out of some pancakes

I need you to know quinn sucks at cooking at this point. these pancakes are burned but even if they weren't they would Suck

thx for coming on this imagination ride with me

like YEAH early friendship quinn is still such a. quinn. but I have been rotating this in my brain. soft quinn. cooking for alex and sleeping next to it n letting it rest because they know it needs to, alex finally feeling some relief and connection after weeks of hell n just. little tender moments at the start of a friendship

idk if I got the emotion in all this to come across but I am having Feelings and there are Feelings

[hostilemuppet]

Seeing your takes on Flippy, I do wish he wasn’t a split personality type and he was moreso just like seeing anything horrible happen would make him get extremely worked up and try to murder the person/thing that is causing the trouble. I feel like he should also just hate war because of the morality behind it and that’s why he gets that pissed off, because he feels war is an injustice and he’s doing his part to stop injustices (in his eyes) so that the world will be less corrupt

flippys an odd case bc just going by early episodes it doesnt seem like they were going for the evil alter hollywood DID route. just look how many times he supposedly "comes to his senses" only to continue doing fucked up shit! even in his debut episode

hes clearly got his normal eyes (he actually has them throughout the episode, except for the initial time where he hears the bird and his pupils contract, his eyes are completely normal. his pupils are contracted throughout his "episode" in the second ep he stars in)

even though the others presumably helped kill flaky, he was the only one to laugh, and hes clearly "flippy" in this case (and i KNOW he was originally gonna be pop so this one is to be taken with a grain of salt, but they specifically chose to switch pop out with flippy bc they didnt think pop would intentionally kill someone but flippy would)

flippy lucid again but still decides to dip his chips in cuddles' blood

its not until the last episode batch of the tv series where flippy and "fliqpy" (I LITERALLY HATE THE NAME FLIQPY SOOOO MUCH. NO ONE ON THE TEAM USES IT. SHUT THE FUCK UP IT WAS A SINGULAR GAG FROM KAPOW) are actually portrayed as two separate identities

since the team said themselves what they wanted to do with the tv series was give characters more personality traits with the longer time slots, i think this was definitely a "new thing", like giggles' environmentalism and cuddles' rocker aspirations. and, this part is just a hunch, i think it was also DROPPED, like giggles' environmentalism and cuddles 'rocker aspirations, since it has never been treated like a split personality since. without a hitch, on my mind, random acts of silence, by the seat of your pants, in over your hedge, a vicious cycle: NOTHING points to "fliqpy" being flippys alter. we dont see anything he acted like in hear today gone tomorrow or double whammy: none of the guilt, none of the nightmares, none of the Oh No I Have Killed When I Was Out, the one time we actually see him "snap out of it" he doesnt fucking care that he just attacked probably his only friend, because hes ACTUALLY fucked up

so. this has just been a long way to say i dont actually think they intend for him to be a split personality stereotype. i think they did obviously go that route briefly in the tv series but, again, so many character traits were tv series exclusive, and treating this one like it isnt when it was dropped? like ok you do you i also pretend giggles still cares about the environment but PERSONALLY. dont see flippy as a that for anything more than the two tv eps. i think hes just the one guy who gets in Moods, he doesnt have a bastardised mangling of dissociative identity disorder, if anything he has bipolar disorder LOL. i leave you with

[whoblewboobear]

I am glad you said something I was going tomorrow say something similar this afternoon. Cirie is not a bad player but her game is not what her fans are making it out to be. She is not even the one keeping herself off the block this week. Where is the mist they mentioned? It is lacklustre and not the slam dunk win they are trying to sell.

Agreed. All season I’ve wanted to see more from her and it just kind of went no where. She’s good at repositioning herself and has laid low post Izzy and Jared but at the same time, she became less of a threat to the house without them so they overlook her anyway. But it’s like… of course they’re overlooking her with two duos right there. So can we really credit that as a move or as the nature of the house rn?

I think my issue is that I don’t mind a passive player in bb but at some point there has to be something else we (everyone in the house and us as the audience) can point to and say “that’s was a great move that benefited her game!” And I don’t think I’ve personally seen that from her so I’d love to hear her talk more about it. If she makes it to final two I think her answers and speech could provide some clarity.

When I think of the first half of this game, she had all the control and fumbled it by targeting people that could’ve shielded her core three and gave it up on a whim. Which was fun to watch but it ended up biting her in the butt now. She did recover Felicia but planting the seeds against her so early and almost out of nowhere was.. an unnecessary choice. It’s a miracle that she got her back on her side.

I just can’t call her a good player when she came in with a huge advantage of having Jared there (which became a huge disadvantage and was frustrating to watch,) had a super fan willing to die on the cross for her (completely unintentional,) and made a bunch of messy alliances just for it to get out (moves she had complete control over).

This house is full of messy gameplay and full of people that can’t lie or keep secret for more than five seconds. She can, so she has that going for her and outwardly it seems more impressive.

It’s like when a queen from drag race goes on all stars and I didn’t watch their season so I just.. have nothing to go on until I see how well they do or don’t do on the current season. That’s the camp I land in with Cirie. I don’t doubt that she’s a god tier survivor player but that doesn’t and hasn’t guaranteed that she’s also a great bb player and she doesn’t have to be. I feel like a lot of her fans can’t take her bb game for face value and admit that’s it’s just fine. Also the stan wars this season are insufferable so some of that plays into how I feel about her just like the people that don’t like Cory & America bc of the shippers.

But overall Idk if complaining about it is me just being over this season or if I’m harping on shit that doesn’t matter but it’s day fucking whatever of this long ass season and I desperately hope we get a good winner out of this cast bc it has to be worth it or Mr. CBS is gonna get it.

[the-offside-rule]

Prompts:

(Please take a look at the rules first linked at bottom)

1 - "If anything were to happen to you..."

2 - "I know you feel what I feel."

3 - "I'll stay with you as long as you need me to."

4 - "I trust you more than anybody."

5 - "Will you just....hold me please?"

6 - "You never cease to amaze me."

7 - "You have such a beautiful soul."

8 - "Love you to the moon and back."

9 - "Is that my jumper?"

10 - "Could you not even try my jersey on?"

11 - "I think my colours suit you better."

12 - "I'm going the shops, you want anything?"

13 - "Can you just pick something so we can go already?"

14 - "It's too early."

15 - "Let's just pretend that didnt happen."

16 - "And I should care because?"

17 - "Be quiet. They'll hear you!"

18 - "Are you drunk?"

19 - "Love me like there's no tomorrow."

20 - "Prettyboy."

21 - "That pick up line was so shit."

22 - "It's not my fault if you lose."

23 - "I want you to ask politely."

24 - "If anyone in the whole entire world needed to grow up, its you."

25 - "Dance with me."

26 - "Someone's excited."

27 - "You're up early."

28 - "I'm not drunk enough."

29 - "Go fuck yourself, you tart."

30 - "You're an absolute whore of a man/woman."

31 - "Food sound good?"

32 - "Keep the jersey on."

33 - "We might need a bigger car."

34 - "I'd like to see you try."

35 - "Just hold still."

36 - "Would you live for me?"

37 - "If I were a worm, would you still love me?"

38 - "Going somewhere?"

39 - "You've got some nerve."

40 - "You're so hot when you're mad."

41 - "Triggered much?"

42 - "Someone has a temper."

43 - "I'm in a better position to be having a tantrum than you right now."

44 - "I'm just looking at your eyes."

45 - "Stop biting your lip."

46 - "Are you just gonna undress me with your eyes or are you going to do something?"

47 - "I can't get rid of you."

48 - "You're smelling delectable, my dear."

49 - "Stop smiling at me, I can't."

50 - "Stop teasing."

You can also request for

song inspired oneshots which I enjoy writing bc it helps me write better but also gives me more music to listen to.

So go ahead and request

(https://the-offside-rule.tumblr.com/post/693108493329252352/r-u-l-e-s-1-idm-doing-smuts-but-the-player-has)

[the-100th-witch]

so we're going through the process of preparing for moving and we have time but better now than later right?

blugh blugh blugh

(long)

but my mom's a hoarder so she's going manic and yea the stress and all that but like...she's making it a bigger deal than it really is.

She has expired food (that i went through and threw out she was ok with that bc again...expired food) and now she's going through the bathrooms and im pretty damn sure many of her shit is expired in there also. The closets are gonna be a nightmare bc she hoards clothes.

i moved back july 2022 after my friends and i moved out of our apartment and i was coming back to my home town bc of my job (which i am thankful i was living in my mom's place bc early 2023 i was laid off...) but basically yea it was a fight to carve a space for me bc i was moved out for 3 years and holy shit. i would visit and sleep here every so often but yea...

luckily i dont have much on my end (compared when i lived here like...pre moving out 2020 bc i got rid of a lot of things before my move then) but like it's hard to focus on getting my life prepared and on track with all this going on.

im already behind on my goals for January and yea i know thats on me but it's really hard to focus on myself or keep to my habits/begin new habits when my mom is so explosive. Already 2 times today she had mini-freak outs bc she was "missing" something (they were moved and in sight but she get's so frazzled that she just runs around like a chicken with her head cut off). I'm gonna have to just...go somewhere else during the day to get my shit done.

like i know i need to help and i do but i also dont like getting yelled at and listen im not a child anymore. I understand i dont have to live here and im working on that but damn dude...

the estimated time of the house being hopefully done is june/july 2024 (it has to be built) and my goal is to hopefully be moved out by then (and if not by summer 2024 at least some time in 2024) but allowing my mom (and sister) to monopolize my time (and emotional energy from my mom) is gonna really mess me up. Again i know i need to just make boundaries and be disciplined and try not to let other's emotions dictate my emotions and energy but that's what i was trying to start...this fucking year lmao maybe this is a test given by the universe? who the fuck knows.

tomorrow im gonna wake up early and clear out my bathroom (they have to take pictures for insurance or something) so im gonna get that done early in an hour so i can wrap that up and just get the fuck outta the house for the day. Wednesday my sister is taking the day off and helping with the kids stuff here and im deciding if i wanna stay and help or just fuck off. Like the kids stuff wont take long but i think my mom might lose her mind bc in her mind she thinks she needs that (she doesnt the kids are grown and a lot of it has been just sitting). I dont want bail on my sister but im dealing with my mother after the "clean outs" and it's been fucking draining. All day ive been anxious and tired from the clean out of the garage. I havent been sleeping bc of the anxiety (staying up until 2am) and every time i walk out of my room mom comes at me with more anxiety (which i get but im not in the mental place to take on HER anxiety and deal with mine).

i just feel like this all happened all at once and again, better to get it over with than later when the house is ready and they need to sell this house blah blah but damn dude. I was just coming out of a very dark month back in December and i was finally feeling hopeful to start January 2024 and it's hard not to feel like i fumbled it already (it's the third week of January and i got some stuff done but not really) and im allowing myself some grace but it's hard.

[kuroimarzipan]

To return the ask I was unable to answer for you: I'd love to hear your Kingmaker thoughts! Or Wrath, if you'd prefer.

HELP I MISCLICKED BEFORE I WROTE ANYTHING AND HAD TO EDIT THE POST LMFAO anyway im gonna answer for kingmaker only tonight cause i gotta go to bed and i spent too long writing shit out but i might reblog this and add answers for wotr on after work tomorrow lol

Favorite Male Character okay so i could be normal about this. i could. or i could let everyone here know that i mentally put together multiple AUs where esteem got together with dragn after witnessing like three lines of dialogue. yea the smith guy. the one without a portrait even.

BUT if i had to be more normal about it then its gotta be ekun. i just want that guy to be happy and i really enjoy how weirdly well he gets along with esteem. also he's like. the most ruthless good character ive seen in a while which i really find interesting. makes a great minister too. he just has this reassuring presence in your party like hes got your back you dont have to worry. also: dogy :^)

Favorite Female Character

okay so i went into this game assuming kanerah would be my fave and i was like. ready to finally not have to headcanon a romance and shit. and then this bitch named valerie came along. and oh my god she's such a piece of work. so principled. so hypocritical. so abrasive and easy to rile up. she's loyal because she's decided to be loyal. she turns on you for wanting to kill a guy early in act 2 and then turns BACK on him because he hits on her. she doesnt even realise shes gay. ever since she killed fredero because esteem pushed her to do it ive been thinking about it. ive not read the dialogue for her canon straight romance or whatever because honestly i dont care whatever the fuck im doing to her in my head is way more interesting to me. ive done all the stuff for her hellknight ending and im very excited heehee.

Least Favorite Character

kingmaker is interesting in that i had a really poor first impression of a LOT of the companions, but after having gotten to know them, i... honestly dont rlly hate any of them?? there's still a few companions that end up benchwarming for me bc i just like others more, but its really not been like wotr where the party lineup was so polarising for me lmao

WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED JHOD. fuck that guy. i dont even have a particular actually good reason either. i just think his vibes are rancid

Favorite Ship

specifically that moment when hegend drew his weapon and went to attack valerie and the moment combat initiated esteem hit him with the chains of light which was followed by a maximised empowered magma blast from kanerah which one shot him. that felt good

aside from that i kinda wanna see amiri and nilak reconcile at some point??

Favorite Friendship

i like that ekun the complete and utter loner was the person that taught esteem how to actually have friends instead of just manipulating people into appreciating her. i like to think he figured that out by the time his last quest rolled around. they have this kinda silent trust.

Favorite Quote

this was such a good moment to me specifically because of the circumstances of esteem having been chased out of its home because of what it is and then having tartuk tell it that it would never understand?? it was COLD AS ICE telling him that before dealing the killing blow and taking his crown. defining moments tbh

Worst Character Death (if any)

i have a feeling this is yet to come for me 🙃

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment

maybe its silly but thee loyalty these two have hehehe

Saddest Moment

TBH another thing i think is yet to come for me.... i know that last act is gonna hit hard

Favorite Location

the swamp witch's hut... i actually really love the old beldame and all the lil storylines going on in that map so so much it rlly helped me solidify a bunch of important things abt esteem's backstory too lol

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

I feel so normal. Todays been such a normal person day. I went for like a 3-4 hour walk. I think i ate a healthy amount of food and water. I tidied my room and dusted all the shelves n shit. I threw out a bunch of clothes that dont fit me anymore. I prepared everything for school tomorrow. I didnt do my assignments at 11pm bc they were already done. I showered in cold water and it lasted only liek 5 minutes. I also forgor to take my eyekiner off b4 showering and stepped out to see myself in the mirror with wet hair hangin down round just fuckin black eyes like it was running all the way down it looked purposeful it was not but it looked awesome dude ppl should cry with mascara n eyeliner on more often bc crying is good 4 u and drippy eye makeup goes hard. Anyways im such a normal guy today its crazy. And i also had to look up where a celebrity is from bc i swear i saw some actor just in the park and i didnt talk 2 him bc thats just annoying to have happen 2 u so i smiled at him like i do every other stranger anyways i looked itnup and he lives in the same city as me so it very well may have probably been him so thats cool. Anyways im also listening to riptide again bc ive listened to it fully twice in order and like i say uve oistened 2 it three times bc ive also just rewatched a buncha random episodes buttttt i decided to rewatch it a third time from episode 7 bc i did sorta recently watch 1-6 in order anyways as much as i love modern day albatrio, early days them goes hard like. Its also sooo weird hearing gillion from this early on hes soooo paladiny its awesome. And like obviously chil n jays voices havent changed too much but its always so cool to hear small differences. Like jay sounds so much like. Idk man. To the left. And like. Made of grass. But modern day jay ismmade of leaves. Ykwim. Anyways. Gonna sleep now bc im normal today and normal people sleep well so im gonna go do that goodnight :3

[dogstarblues]

accomplishments bc i dont think my brain is gonna let me do anything else today bc i just feel like absolute shit

1. had early breakfast to make it easier to take my meds bc my gag reflex was in top form today

2. updated my systems (that whiteboard in the pic below is my weekly menu planner to make it easier for low-spoons decision-making)

3. updated my reading tracking lists

4. finished The Salt Grows Heavy. nearly impenetrable plot due to the language. my god. i liked the ending tho

5. started When the Angels Left the Old Country for book club. i havent felt this happy about a book in a long time. i havent enjoyed the act of sinking into a world like this in literal years. im glad im reading it.

6. did laundry

7. did the dishes

8. walked my dog

9. cooked breakfast and lunch, almost entirely from scratch! (only the tortilla chips from breakfast were storebought. the bread from lunch wasnt. i forgot i didnt show yall the bread. hang on.)

10. rested

11. dressed in real clothes

12. got an impossible whopper bc i didnt wanna think abt dinner. now my gut feels like it has rocks in it.

i want to shower bc feeling like shit always makes me physically feel grimy and i hate it. i was supposed to go to verizon today for the "free upgrade" bc my phone has been fucking up. and that would have taken care of my shower. but. and. and and and.

im gonna try to brush my teeth. try.

sitting in the sun rn with my skirt hiked up my thighs so the light can touch my legs and its not helping as mucj this time. maybe i need to repeat my mantra (i am a river i am a sieve i do not hold things all things flow through me). close my eyes and just breathe. and then maybe i need to just shower and cuddle stuffed animals and burrow under blankets. i hate feeling like this. but i got done what i needed to today, namely: dishes and book club book amd finishing another book. im hoping tomorrow will be better.

this weekend is all fun things (book club, rpg game with friends, parallel play with another friend) so. well. anyway. i hope yall have a good evening

[khaleesiofalicante]

Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling. -Oscar Wilde

(the whole quote is actually so beautiful, you should look it up if you want!)

I have to wake up early af tomorrow for some family thing no one cared to explain me, but I'm absolutely going to stay up late to read lbaf😎

Abigail should be protected and loved at all costs no arguing 😍

Look, I don't have a younger sister, but I don't think those are the stories you tell them normally... Nor judgement tho!

“Attacking the Consul is high treason, chiquita.” Rafael bouncing Abigail is LITERALLY the cutest mental image 🥺🥺 also the nickname ahhhhh😭

Me mind rn: RAFAEL WITH KIDS. RAFAEL WITH KIDS. RAFAEL WITH-

“Why does Ragnor want me there?” Georgia asked.

“I have no idea,” Rafael said. “But I can see why anyone would want your expertise. You add great value to everything, Gigi."

Hell yeah she is the best!!! I love how he asks her first is she wants to go tho!!!

Ragnor absolutely LOVES her and you can't change my mind😌

Conclusion: It's not a warlock, someone is collapsing the ley lines, and I'm still clueless as fuck :) but also omg Nico!!! I was sooo curious about that character!! And he is the oldest warlock alive??? I NEED TO MEET HIM SO BAD ALREADY 😔

And he was the one who sent Ragnor looking for Magnus... I need to know why. It's not a want. It's a NEED😭 I hope you know you ruined canon for me bc now this will be forever in my brain :))

Camila and Rafel? ✨Iconic duo✨

Me after every Marcus' scene: ok, that was actually kinda deep and he does seem to admire and respect Rafael a lot🥰 yeah, you don't trick me bitch! You are just as dangerous and crazy as your sister, now stay AWAY🔪🔪

But also can we talk about how great of a mirror they are to each other? So similar but so different at the same time... ✨wow✨

Anjali bothering Camilla about her crush on Marcus is everything I didn't know I needed lmaoo

Can we all just take a moment to appreciate Rafael and Max talking to each other about their problems and offering advice? Because that's the content I'm here for 🥺

Jk, jk. I am here bc I like to suffer:)

Anjali being so wise and badass as always I see😍 istg if I didn't know already I'm bi af, I would have figured it out quite easily with lbaf

Alec officiating Rosewood wedding 😭😭 SCREAMING AND CRYING

“Yo. She burned all your notes, right?”

Anjali nodded. “Yes.”

“And you still became Primi Ordines?” Max asked in surprise.

Anjali nodded again. “Yes.”

Then she walked away.

Max looked at Rafael and shook his head. “What a bad bitch.”

“I’m gonna marry that bad bitch,” Rafael grinned.

She's an icon. She's a legend. She is the best- if you don't propose to her soon I sure as hell will!!!

Gigi and Lexi. Parabatai rights. Me loving it💙

Girl, JUST FUCKING TALK TO HER!!!

“I am old,” the man admitted with a shrug. “And that’s not a bad thing.” THE GROWTH 😭

“I don’t really know anyone who has their shit together.”

Lexi hummed. “Maybe no one does.”

You have no idea how accurate this is, love...

Alec>>>>>> Raziel

He is wiser, sexier and 100% better 😎

Me before Max's POV: I am confused:))

Me after Max's POV: Yeah, no. I am definitely worse lmao

“They never cause serious injury. It’s almost as if they don’t realize they’re here to attack.”

....

“What if these attacks are a distraction?”

This is foreshadowing I just feel it!!!

Uncle Jace looked stricken by that. “I think I’d know if my child was possessed.”

“You didn’t know the last time.”

Gabriel, babe, you have a point... But DON'T HURT MY FEELINGS LIKE THAT!!

I'm collecting these like pokemon lmao

I just want to give Jace a hug😭😭

I get David's point, I reaaaally do!! Bc it kinda also happens to me that, bc I'm "a nice person" people get shocked when they find I can also feel angry

BUT THERE IS SOMETHING MORE TO THIS I CAN'T PUT MY FINGER ON IT!!! I WILL LOSE MY MIND IF I CONTINUE LIKE THIS

“People change when they grow up,” David said, staring at the mirror. “Maybe this is who I was always been. Maybe this was inevitable.” He is remembering Albert, right????😭

“Play a game with me,” Max said. “Truth or dare.”

David sighed tiredly. “Mon ange-”

“Ayaan,” Max whispered, the name he used only for David. The name he made for David. “Please.”

I'm not crying, why do you ask? 🙂🙂

They ARE good at communicating!!! So, what is happening????

“I wish I could rip out of my heart and show you what’s in there,” Max whispered. “I wish I could show you who’s in there."

David let out an exhaled and kissed him again. “Promise me, Max. Promise me you’ll never get tired of me.”

Max didn’t know how to say that it was impossible.

He never wanted less of David. If anything, he wanted more.

More. More. More.

How do they manage to be so angsty but at the same time so fucking in love???🥺🥺

I need them to stop being horny bc I need answers, but honestly I can't blame them bc that was indeed hot as fuck 😔

“Déshabille-toi, mon ange,” David whispered.

Max swallowed. “I thought there was no sex talk in the car."

David pulled back further and peeled off his t-shirt. “Who said we'll be talking?"

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. WTF. I- I AM SPEECHLESS

He loved his David in every way.

But he was scared.

Because something changed in David.

And Max didn’t know what caused it.

And it terrified him.

Maybe David wasn’t possessed.

Nothing was wrong.

But something was not right either.

And Max intended to find out.

YESS!! GO OFF AND FIGURE THIS SHIT OUR BABE!!! AND OET JACKSON HELP YOU!! BECAUSE I AM LOSING MY MIND OVER HERE!!

I will just leave with some memes cause humor is my coping mechanism and I need to let this chapter sink in🙂

babe that's one of my fave Wilde quotes oml. Thank you for sharing it and drowning me in feels.

also omg what's with families and making us go to shit that has nothing to do with us????? make this illegal thanks :)

YOUR MEMES KILLED ME OMG.

I made you know one too <3