#here's my latest goof. if you will (i will)

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

if they were friends pre-constant they could have literally been normal btw

[bootlegspiders]

Hey, so for Watcher fans who may not wanna pay for another subscription or just wanna watch something new here are some other youtubers you should take a look at if you want to get a spook or learn some history

(* = potentially triggering topics covered usually associated with crimes, so be careful)

Ghost Hunting and general spooky vibes:

AmysCrypt - Your typical ghost hunting show with two Australians traveling the world, though I will say they do go to places I've never heard of before and they do very good research. And there are some goofs along with the spooks.

The Ouija Brothers - Two British dudes finding ghosts in England. The vibes are generally pretty chill and it's a good time

The Paranormal Scholar - A mixed bag of all paranormal happenings from ghosts to demons to cryptids and aliens. Sort of an overview to deepdives on various paranormal occurrences. The research is immaculate and their voice is very soothing in my opinion.

Paranormal Quest - Ghost hunting in the US, sometimes goofy sometimes serious, but they do go to some interesting places and some familiar ones too

Weird History:

ObsoleteOddity* - This guy is great, like 80% of the things he covers I've never heard of before. Very atmospheric, fun little visuals, and a large variety of weird events and people for topics.

Georgia Marie* - A little bit of everything, but she focuses on strange things that have happened, lgbt history, true crime, and historical disasters. She covers enough of everything that I'm sure you'll find something

Stefanie Valentine* - I'm not sure if she even posts anymore, but I thought what she was doing was great. Think Vampira or Elvira but for older true crime and ghost stories, I think the latest covered would have been like early 1900s. Idk I just thought it was like a cute spooky lil storytime

Caitlin Doughty or Ask A Mortician* - Pretty sure y'all would know who she is but just in case, she's a mortician who covers topics relating to death! From odd ways people have died, or odd things that have happened to people after they've died. And just odd or tragic things that have happened through history. It's silly, but done with levity and care and respect the topics deserve.

General History:

Part-Time Explorer - Mostly history on ships and ghost towns with the occasional train. Lots of research and interviews, very well done and worth checking out even if it may not be your thing.

History's Forgotten People - Talks about sometimes obscure, or sometimes not, historical individuals. Even if you've heard of the person in the topic, they'll talk on something obscure about that person.

History Tea Time with Lindsay Holiday - A heavy focus on royalty around the world, a generally upbeat dive into historic individuals.

(Or you could always go watch time team, that's an option and it's my guilty pleasure love me some archeology)

True Crime:

There are so many out there, so I'll just recommend two of my favorites

Gabulosis* - She focuses on vintage cases 20 years or older (literally in her opener) and is well researched and respectful. Another one that talks on cases I've never heard of that deserve to be heard.

Mysterious WV* - True crime and missing persons based in the West Virginia area and neighboring states. Idk how to even explain the vibes. This guy is just great please watch him trust me you won't be disappointed.

That's all for now, feel free to add your own recs out there!

[crepes-suzette-373]

There is a panel that I didn't bring up in my "Ichiji's thuggish language" analysis because I had doubts about it. But with Kizaru's dramatic speech in the newest chapter (1124), I'm feeling a bit more confident about my analysis so I'm just gonna mention this now.

(still a bit nervous about jumping the gun, but hey, my theories are just for fun)

Sanji's bros don't really talk often enough, but the impression I'm getting is that for the most part Ichiji is the only one who does not use slang/informal language.

There's two times where he says words that sounds rough/informal/not polite. One is when they all got caught in candy (see the linked analysis above), and the other one is this:

The way he says "I've got to go (to my brother's wedding)" is 行かなきゃ. This is very casual/informal. The more polite form should be 行かないと or 行かなければ (the latter is the more formal one).

Originally I had wondered if maybe I was wrong, and this means that his rough talk is not a big deal after all. But the latest chapter reminded me of the trope of "someone who has been putting on an act gets provoked into anger so strongly that it breaks the mask and their real self comes out".

I'll go back to Kizaru in a bit, but following that line of thought, then this might mean that Ichiji is genuinely so angry that his fake polite attitude dropped, just like what happened in the candy scene. In that case, he's not just intimidating the guy. He really meant it when he said that he needs to go to the wedding and this fight holding him up is upsetting him.

Following that, if being held up makes him that angry, it possibly implies that when he says this ⤵️ he wasn't being sarcastic, but he might have actually meant it too:

Why, though? That remains to be seen, but there's strong suggestion that really weird stuff is happening here. (More exhibit of weird stuff in my list, scroll down to the Germa specific stuff)

Hiding this just in case of spoilers/you're not caught up yet.

So in chapter 1124, Akainu calls up the Marines at Egghead and Kizaru picks up because everyone else are still downed by haki. Akainu accused Kizaru of slacking, and Kizaru exploded. Having to obey the higher ups' orders to get rid of Vegapunk had really hurt him.

Kizaru was using his typical casual/somewhat playful manner of talking at first. Dragging out the end of the words (imagine something like "you knooooowww") and using omae-san お前さん (informal) to say "you". But then the way he talks changes. He drops the dragging words, and switched to using temee てめェ (super rude) as "you" as he went ballistic on Akainu.

Also, the translation seems to go for a more polite term, but Kizaru calls Akainu kusogaki クソガキ. It's probably more precisely "shitty brat". He really got mad.

Anyway, Kizaru has already dropped the dragging tone a few other times when he gets serious. This gives me the impression that Kizaru's "cheery" act was fake. This laid back unserious goof act is the typical trope of someone who is actually dissatisfied with life, but adopts this personality because they see no possibility of changing, so they might as well just go with the flow. I see this pretty often in manga or games.

He was already like this when he first met Vegapunk (as shown in the flashbacks), so it's very likely that he's already given up for a long time.

I have no proof of that though, so for now at the very least we know that his friendship with Vegapunk is genuine and he was faking a lot of his behaviour during Egghead.

So, is Ichiji hiding something else? Without any additional info, all that's "provable" with the above panels is that Ichiji is actually more aggressive than he lets on, but has to pretend to be polite because of his status. There's other little gestures that do give off the impression that he's hiding something else, but there's nothing clear yet.

With other superficial similarities with Kizaru (constantly wearing sunglasses + light/laser beam attacks) added on top, the parallel is kind of intriguing to ponder.

[the-moon-files]

Linked Universe / GN!Reader - Random Headcanons abt the Chain! :)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 (ur here!)

Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (you/they/them), Guide Reader!

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, Scenarios?

Stars: Wind, Wild, Sage, C*urage, K*ridai

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: i included the link from K*oridai (faces of evil), and the brunette Link from that old cartoon tv show,

& Trigger Warnings: none known.

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Wind (Wind Waker):

Misses being a big brother

LMAOOO I CAME FOR UR THROAT HAHAAA

ok chill chill he's doing okay

He's just not used to being the youngest in any given group, he used to be the oldest kid in charge of the younger ones and his little sister too

But dont get him wrong! He rlly does love the advantages that come with it,

and when he's feeling down abt not being older u usually cheer him up by reminding him he can be the biggest little shit he wants and every single Link will forgive him once he pulls out his baby seal eyes lmao

Ur the easiest to rope into horse playing/goofing off and he's very happy abt that

The others can be too serious for too long so he appreciates how u and him lighten them up by trying to give each other noogies (he loses most of the time)

As soon as Wind found out the others could play instruments, he immediately demanded they do campfire songs every night lol

(Most of the time one person caves, even just to idly play smth)

Likes inventing weird new games to play that'll convince as many other people to particpate, he used to do it back home too, like finding the prettiest rock on the island, that way his grandma and even adults could play too :)

Needs to sleep beside someone at night, bc he secretly likes it, back on his adventure going to sleep all by himself (unlike living with his grandma/sister) always was a little hard for him

Very hard to wake up in the morning, sleeps in the latest out of all the Links

("I'm a growing boy? Ofc i need my sleep, whats ur excuse??" @ the other Links who sleep in late lol)

Likes to sew! He's still learning, but his grandma used to teach him how so he could help her keep up with his growth spurts/recklessness tearing his clothes up

Idolizes u forever if you embroider, and will watch u like those videos of someone's cat who's fascinated by watching owner craft smth lol (like this ⚫️v⚫️)

Enjoys making stoic people crack their persona and laugh

Also has the wheeziest laugh youve ever heard, it makes u laugh every time, even when he started laughing over a dumb pun

Oh yeah, makes a foul amount of dad jokes for someone whos only like 14 💀

(He once managed to break Time and Legend, which then broke Wars and Twi, and it just continued down the Chain until everyone was crying or on the ground, he wears that shit like a badge and it literally made his confidence go 📈 puffed his chest out and everything lol)

Wild (Breath of the Wild):

U already know everything there is to know abt him??

I dont even have to say it, and it shows when ur around him lol

Like he'll go to do smth stupid like shield surf down death mountain in a unknown Hyrule, and before anyone can even realize thats what he's planning to do you've caught and stopped him and made a compromise to shield surf down some snow bluffs later instead

Or when u know he's gotten new ingredients in some other Link's Hyrule and is going to try and cook with them tonight, so u help him make a regular meal of smth else along with so the boys dont suffer stomaches

Like u can absolutely predict his bullshit all the time, just imagine the most adrenaline junkie thing he could do in that moment with the combination of things around him and you always know what tf he's up to, ur always right lol

Ur the only one who can get him to stop the chaos (besides maybe Time, weirdly enough Sky/Hyrule/Four bc they are the least likely to tell him to stop, so when they do, its usually a very, very bad idea)

Likes hair ornaments, he's got long hair for a reason after all

Likes u to style his hair, and esp if u teach him how to braid or do diff styles <333

He loves that u help cook/at least prep, and u make sure another Link helps too, bc thats a lot of ppl to make food for with little to no help 💀

(Makes u ur fav foods at even the slightest mention of them, like u wont even have to say ur craving Link's already whipped the pan out best housewife fr)

One of the few Links who's adventurous with his clothing, and trying new stuff

Wild was worried abt his Champion tunic getting messed up but was sad he couldn't wear it as much anymore

So u handmade him a new shirt that imitates the old one but with some new designs to represent the Chain! :)

He started crying.

He either hugs so lightly he seems like he's not enjoying it (no true, he's just trying to be polite)

Or he squeezes so hard be pops ur back and nearly breaks a rib

U got the latter for that shirt lol

Any new thing he doesnt remember how to deal with, like how to sew (he knows 1 stitch help), how to wash clothes (dont mix whites and blacks, and colors), how to soothe headaches/muscle aches etc.

He just wanders pitifully over to ur side and looks pitiful lol

Like he's a confused and saddened puppy

And just holds up whatever mess he's made like, "im so sorry, i dont know how to do this pls"

Bc he trusts u to know (the other Links may be hit or miss too tbh lmao)

And ur the least likely to clown him for it too, at least nothing he doesnt also find funny

Sage (Tears of the Kingdom):

So sue me, i enjoy this stupid-definitely-not-canon-unhinged-Link thats done with everyones bullshit and wants to be a hermit

SUEEE MEE ABT ITTTTT✨️

The first time u saw his hair nest and immediately clapped ur hand over u mouth in shock and tried to take a brush to it on sight

He fucking hissed at you.

Feral bitch.

Sage isnt like that all the time, but he was certainly the most distrustful and prickly out of all the Links

(U could smell it was like a defense mechanism from his adventure/past from a mile away, and knew with time that it'd fade away into his true self... like how u just knew Wild that well too)

U are the only person allowed to casually touch him, he shys away from the other Links, let alone strangers,and the first he allowed to help him with his hair

Tbh after u washed it out and got tangles and mats out and cut split ends off etc.

He almost teared up, and was extremely confused why

Def the type to not have realized he felt insecure lowkey abt it until it was fixed (he also was embarrassed to say he didnt rlly know how to take care of it)

Energy of a stray feral cat that leaves dead birds on ur doorstep without fail every morning and u leave a food bowl out in hopes he'll actually be your cat 💀

Extremely protective of you, and eventually the Chain, to the point where he might set someone's hair on fire or use runes on them

Like not enough to seriously injure but enough to scare tf out of ppl and have them running for their lives

(Did he literally growl at someone when they tried to flirt with you?? ... why is Twi encouraging him.)

Was unnerved by Wild at first but slowly got used to him and often butts into whatever private convo u two are having

Like just casually struts up and plops his head on ur shoulder and waits for attention, may complain loudly depending on how grumpy he is that day

(Wild's not getting jealous and constantly hogging u for cooking to get even more time with you what-)

Okay but unfortunately

Once those 2 got comfy with each other, they started tag teaming everyone

Like u can now bet that if an explosion happens in the distance, Sage definitely caused it, and if he's there, then Wild's there making him the explosives

(Same for if Wild's there, then Sage's there)

Def the Link that likes showing the most skin, he "gets overheated easily" - local half naked man justifies his nakedness

(coughtotallynototherreasonslikebeingshirtlessaroundyouallthetimecough)

Absolutely grievous clowning on the other Links, like its getting into bullyinggg 😭

His words are E rated for Everyone, no ones safe not even you

Sage: "wait, all those rings and nobody's ever put one on you? And you've never put on one someone else??🤔🤔"

Legend: ...😦

The rest of the Chain: 💀😭😶

Time, trying to hide he's choking on laughter so hard he's abt to fall into the firepit

Will occasionally team up with Wild to make a protective little border on either side of you while in towns/new Hyrules

U once offered to sing/hum for him after a nightmare while it was ur turn on watch (he sleeps up trees btw) and after u switched off w/other Link, u both went to edge of camp to sleep next to each other and he had the best sleep of his life like that

Now demands begs u to sing him to sleep every night, wont take "i dont sound that good tho" for an answer

Courage (The Legend of Zelda, 1989 Cartoon TV show):

Yeah... he's here too.

Just dont read this tbh

Enjoys being ✨️special✨️ by being the only hero twink out here with brunette hair

Was insecure abt it being curly/wavy until u slowly built his confidence

Bc he's got the most confidence in his strength, but not in much else tbh 😭

Actually will randomly have moments of responsibility or capability you didnt expect out of him bc he can be so silly and jokey all the time

Youll be lost as hell and he just "hey its ok the stars look like this so we go this way" and it works

Like the type of person u sort of avoid relying on bc he's like a playful jock type and then they randomly show theyre the captain of the team for a reason

Dont ask why, but hes good at knitting, shhhh no, no, no explanation he just secretly is he wont even tell u why or how or when he learned this he just "hehe, wouldnt u like to know princeyyy/princesssss/your majestyyyy"

Hyrule, and rest of Chain standing by, went to talk to one of the Great Fairies in a Hyrule once to try and get some info abt where to camp tonight or where nearest town was and before he could get close enough to ask,

Courage was already yelling like "YOOOO BIGGEST FAIRY WHATS UP?! u mind giving some poor lost fellas like us somewhere to go with ourselves tonight??"

They kept talking super casually and she laughed so hard that she let u guys stay near her that night to camp and be under fairy protection like no fairy boy Link needed 💀

Everyone was shocked, and thats how u all found out Courage is rlly good with fairies/their best friend no matter the Hyrule

Every time u guys learn smth new abt him it feels so unexpected, like out of left field or smth

It just never seems to fit his usual persona, or at least not what youd expect from him

So needless to say the first time u guys learned he could talk to magical objects that were powerful enough (like the fucking triforce)-

(this was apparently so normal he literally lived with a piece of it just in his room all the time????)

Has weird mixture of country boy vs. royal prince sensibilities?

It alarmed several Links. 💀

He can talk to Fi.

(Sky and you nearly cried)

Like he lived in the castle alongside Zelda so he inherited some spoiled/etiquette stuff, but he still would absolutely go splash in mud puddles in the rain

Would literally do fucking anything if it meant youd give him a kiss on the cheek

Likes to hug you a lot too, with his huge ass arms lifting u up (no he does not care how much u weigh ur going UP) and spinning u around

Its his favorite, almost as much as kisses

No but he's slay fucking Majora to get a kiss, like it's actually unbelievable and kinda endearing how excited he gets if u promise him one lmao

Koridai (Link: The Faces of Evil):

Omg not them putting Link's name in the title of the gameee i didnt know that 😭😭

Geezzz,, i dont know what im on

But ig heres that other silly ass Link if anyone feels like reading it

Will also fight any god, including Hylia, for a kiss

Actually astoundingly good at strategizing

Like after a few times in heat of battle him organizing Links, Time and Wars practically jumped him to include him in planning shit

He was similar to Courage to in that he just was cracking jokes all the time u didnt expect it, also he's significantly more sarcastic than Courage

U introduced him to dark humor and the laugh he laughed practically burst out of him, he looked shocked by his own laugh lmao

So he also now has a streak of dark humor he shows when u talk for while/sees someone also enjoys it

Its like his not-so-guilty-pleasure

Really good at baking? He apparently learned a lot of miscellaneous skills to better court someone and he now uses them fully to seduce you,

thru gift giving mostly, its is love language besides acts of service :)

(All Links do some amount of acts of service tho <3)

Rlly good at styling hair surprisingly, and at shield surfing??? What

Actually down to try Wild's experimental dishes...

And by that i mean he pranks the rest of you by sneaking the inedible bits into ur food

U may or may not have nearly choked him out for it and now he doesnt do it to you, and even was trying to act all pitiful abt it like "sorry lovely, but i just wanted to tease u bc ur so cute!! 🥺👉👈"

Like,, stfu u little shit 💀

He has the energy of a male orange cat, dont ask why he just is, and specifically the orange cat getting on top of the fridge or stuck between the the screen door and glasss door comically or smth 😭

Hes also loud as hell

One of the worst at stealth unless he just keeps his mouth shut completely, like his whispering is loud

He proclaims his affections very loudly too, like gettin u flowers and chatting ur ear off with what he likes abt u lol

No, like he can go for 20 minutes or more if u let him, u better stop him before he gets into the personality based compliments

Bc those sound wayyy too personal to be aired out in public ngl, like its so soft and domestic itll kill u lol

And he means every word too 👀

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I HATE THIS NEW FEATURE OR FUNCTION I SWEAR THIS DIDNT HAPPEN BEFOREEE!!!

😭😭 U ABSOLUTELY KNOW WHAT IT IS BY NOW, IT FUCKING POSTED MY DRAFT BEFORE IT WAS READY TO GO

God fuck this hellsite stop doing this meee

Thats it im just do what i do for the other blog and write it smwhere else and then copy paste onto the post this is ridiculoussss 😒😒

Well anyway, i hope if u read this before i updated and actually FINISHED THIS u come back and read it again!! :(

Sorry guys, but blame tumblr pls before u blame me 😔

(Yeah theres a lot of emojis leave me alone i feel strongly abt this)

Peace out,

🐤 Peep

I think ill start signing off my name ig, unless u guys wanna call me Moon that works too

[saruman-the-silly]

Birthday headcanons with the ghouls and ghoulettes

something sweet because it's my birthday today yay! :D so I felt like writing headcanons on how the ghouls and ghoulettes would spend your birthday with you, their awesome partner :)

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Sodo

He might seem a little bit indifferent at first, but don't think he forgot, noo. He would act all "Nope, didn't even think about it," etc, but at the end of the day there would be a note telling you to come to your secret spot in the gardens.

When you get to the gardens, he would absolutely have a little picnic set up for you two with some fancy wine he probably stole from someone.

He also will get you your favourite snacks as a gift. And not just like 1 bag of your favourite candy, he will get like 6 bags of everything. Your snack drawer will be set for life.

I also see him gifting you a plushie, maybe a matching one to his Baphomet plushie.

Swiss

Listen, I can definitely see Swiss throwing you a surprise party.

The days following up to your birthday he'd be all "Nope. Nu-uh, what makes you think I have something planned?" He'd try to be secretive (he can't) so he hires the ghoulettes to keep you distracted for a few days.

And when I say he knows how to party, he knows how to party. He would and will go out of his way to make it the biggest and most outlandish surprise birthday party ever.

There may or may not be a serenade coming your way sometime in the evening, when Swiss has had one too many to drink.

Your gift from him would be a guitar pick necklace. Don't ask me why but I think it fits.

Mountain

I'd like to think Mountain prefers to keep it very intimate, and very thoughtful.

You go out to your favourite restaurant for dinner, and after that you go home and have a self-care night.

He will give your sore shoulders the greatest massage ever, I just know it. He will also have bought you your favourite scented candles, probably paired with some comfy socks.

Listening to some of your favourite music while doing skincare with him and just relaxing. You also just talk, because with Mountain, you never run out of interesting conversation topics.

Phantom

He will try to be all serious and fancy with a classic candle-lit dinner and all the cheesy romance movie stuff, because the poor thing doesn't know what you would like.

You of course appreciate it, but end up rolling on the floor with laughter when he tries to quote Mr. Darcy or something else romantic.

You just tell him that he doesn't need to do all of this, being here is enough. You end up crashing someone else's party, and probably get kicked out by wiping the floor with everyone- due to your phenomenal karaoke performance.

After that, you end up getting milkshakes from the nearest McDonald's drive-thru.

Rain

Idk why but I could imagine you going to an amusement park with Rain.

He would absolutely win you the biggest plushie available, after some tries with mild cursing and kicking stuff.

The day would be spent just goofing around, going on fun rides and enjoying the cheerful atmosphere.

Getting him to go on the ferris wheel was a bit of an task, but he got on with you, despite of his mild fear of heights.

When you are at the top just admiring the view, he would give you his present, a beautiful necklace with his initial on it.

Cumulus

She will have your birthday marked on every one of her cute calendars. And she has like 20 of them.

I feel like Cumulus would bring you breakfast in bed. If not, after you wake up there would be a gorgeous breakfast set up in the kitchen, like straight-from-your-Pinterest-board type of breakfast.

After that you would go shopping and she would buy you something you have needed for a long time, but also just everything you try on. When you try to protest, she just smiles cutely and says "It's your birthday, of course I'm buying this for you!" You give up after that.

When you go drink some fancy overpriced latte at a café, you would hear the latest gossip around the Ministry, because who wouldn't want to hear? I would be taking notes because she knows what's up.

Cirrus

Cirrus would keep it cool, handing you a well-wrapped present sometime in the afternoon. She got you the vinyl you were always talking about buying but never did!

After that, you would sneak off to the kitchens and steal some of the fancy rosé wine with some snacks.

She had somehow convinced Copia to let her use his room, since it had the biggest TV, so you barricaded yourself in there and had a movie marathon.

Movie marathon will include something trashy that you can laugh at, (like Twilight), something that will make you cry, and some of your all time favourites.

Aurora

She would absolutely barge into you room in the morning, playing Never Gonna Give You Up. Do not ask me how I came to this conclusion but she totally would.

Aurora will also have made a cake for you. It's one of those very ugly, slightly terrifying, very misshapen hedgehog cakes with the funky teeth. It's the best cake you have ever received on your birthday.

After eating the hedgehog cake she will drag you to a laser tag game with the other ghouls she forced into it. (Not that they needed to be convinced, it's a bit scary how fast some of them got into it)

The evening after will be spent painting your nails, watching a good show and just enjoying each others presence.

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Hope ya'll enjoy, I had fun writing this <3

[thathogwartsjedi]

Tech: Did you know that Wrecker once tried to arm wrestle a Wookiee?

Wrecker: Hey, but that Wookiee cheated!

Hunter: That's kind of the point, Wrecker.

Crosshair: Speaking of cheating, has anyone seen Echo's latest card trick?

Echo: It's not cheating if I don't get caught.

Tech: I have a new idea for a mission. We infiltrate a high-security facility using nothing but rubber chickens and bubble wrap.

Wrecker: Can I bring my explosive rubber chickens?

Hunter: No, Wrecker. Absolutely not.

Omega: Guys, guys! I found a datapad that says Crosshair has a secret crush on a tactical droid.

Crosshair: Omega, that's classified information.

Tech: So, Crosshair, what's her name? Tactica?

Crosshair: Very funny, Tech. Let's focus on the mission.

Wrecker: I bet I can lift more crates than you, Hunter.

Hunter: You're on, Wrecker. Winner gets Echo's card trick secrets.

Echo: Hey, wait a minute!

Omega: Can we play hide and seek next?

Tech: Only if you promise not to hide in the ventilation shafts again.

Hunter: Alright, team. Enough goofing around. Let's gear up and show the galaxy what The Bad Batch is made of!

Wrecker: Yeah! Explosive rubber chickens and all!

Crosshair: Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here.

Echo: Because we're family, Crosshair. And where else would you find a team this dysfunctional and effective at the same time?

Tech: Indeed. Let's make this mission a success, and maybe we'll even get a break from Wrecker's explosive experiments for once.

Wrecker: Hey, I heard that!

Omega: Can I bring my rubber chicken, too?

Hunter: Sure, Omega. Just don't let Wrecker turn it into a bomb.

Echo: Alright, Bad Batch, let's go cause some controlled chaos!

Crosshair: Why do I get the feeling that chaos won't be very controlled?

Tech: That's the spirit, Crosshair! Let's go!

The Bad Batch: For the Republic!

[soupdeewoop]

My HC:

So Dorcas, Reggie, and Remus all get together in the library and study. Sometimes they don’t even talk at all, but they love it because of the company. But they’ll also talk about some of the latest gossip at Hogwarts. It goes like this:

Reg: Remus, can you pass me that quill?

Remus: Oh yeah, here.

Dorcas: Did you know that one 1st year Ravenclaw burst his inkwell trying to get a quill out with his wand?

Remus: Amateur, he needs to practice his incantations.

Reg: I think he’s pathetic.

*all of them go back to studying and then every 10-15 minutes a small conversation strikes up*

Sirius, Marlene, and James all head out to the Quidditch practice field and just goof around. They will fly upside down on their brooms and watch as the others cry laughing. Something like this:

*Marlene riding her broom in a circle faster than the speed of light*

Sirius: MARLENE YOU LOOK LIKE A DONUT

*Marlene falls to the ground and gets up only to bang her head on a wall, much like a loony tunes character* James is on the grass dying of laughter, not even able to get up because that’s how hard he laughed.

So, Pandora and Pete head down to the lake and just talk about whatever’s on their mind. I could imagine a conversation almost like this:

Pete: Have you ever thought about why butter flies aren’t made of butter?

Panda: Yeah, I always thought that was sort of weird.

Panda would never make Pete feel foolish or stupid when he says something, but instead she actually adds her own thoughts and inputs to it.

Evan and Lily are both prefects and whenever they’re done with duty, they’ll go to the Marauders’ dorm room and sneak chocolate frogs out and eat them while talking to each other about the shenanigans they went through that day, something like this:

Lily: This 1st year hufflepuff was almost transfigured into a table!

Evan: No way, I think it was the 3rd year Slytherin that probably did that… you know, the one with a shining charm on his Slytherin patch?

Lily: He is so annoying, always talking about how many quidditch brooms he has at “daddy’s mansion.”

Evan laughs at her impression of the kid.

So yeah that’s how I think their conversation goes.

Next, we have Mary and Barty. Mary just does her makeup and Barty watches in awe as eyeliner perfectly laces her eyes. One day Mary notices him watching and asks him if he wants to wear it, Barty nods. Ever since then, Mary always does Barty’s eyeliner. He doesn’t wear is often, but when he does, it makes him feel powerful. She also is his kind of personal therapist? Here’s how it goes:

Mary: Stop moving, love.

Barty: Sorry. Mary: Love, you need to stop saying sorry for everything. You’re perfectly alright.

Barty: Mhm.

Barty looks at himself in the mirror and is stunned with how beautiful he looks. Evan comes back from prefect duty (and eating chocolate frogs with Lily) and practically faints.

All of them have these little things that they do together, most of the time the others don’t even know that they do it because that’s their little thing that they want to keep secret.

So, what do we think?

in a perfect world, this is how they all would have been 😔

ok now how did u type all of this omg

dorcas, reg, and remus are like meannnnnnn. mean meannnnnn. i like mean people so i dont rlly see the problem here like they definitely would get so much done but gossip at the same time like everyone's gotta learn how to multitask like them.

YES omg! i headcannon peter, marlene, and james being childhood best friends so like marls and jam (marls and jam sounds so cool wtf) are already close and sirius and marlene got closer through quidditch and like chaos buddies defo.

why arent butterflies made of butter. pete and pandora on top omggg i feel like pandora is very silly and talkative to like regulus and peter is quiet but it switched up so much like if anyone else saw them they would be like ...guyss.... whats happening..?

evan(s). not lily and even sneaking into the marauders dorm pleaseeeeeeee. they would be amazing honestly, like no shame to remus but my man is just trying to get through school yk? why him as prefect (not that i don't like it but in my mind its funny) evan and lily isn't something i rlly would have thought of yk, but i feel like they're both so secretly unhinged lol.

not mary gentle parenting him omggg neeeeeed. barty will look so stunning in eyeliner on god omg. evan being stunned is so true, i was the eyeliner tube :)

this was so fun omg thanks x

[k-dokja]

Hey, I feel messy these days because of the latest spoiler from naver ch, and I miss Daniel. So can I request a cute/fluff oneshot with Daniel & fem reader based on ch 448?

"Asking for Vin's help? You're begging for a whole world of hurt."

The strawberry lollipop in your mouth tastes sour. None of the artefact sweetness it's meant to possess is doing anything to offset the foulness on your tongue. You've meant to get the candy to occupy your mind while Daniel deals with Vin, but after seeing them talk, you come to the conclusion that your action has been futile.

"At least, I'm not going in unprepared this time." Daniel smiles at you. If that's his way of reassuring you, then he has failed big time.

You shrug, "You always go in prepared, when did that ever help you? I can't even be glad you've organized your friends this time, you lot are going to get your ass beat together."

"My darling girlfriend," Daniel feigns offence with a dramatic sigh, his hand clutching his chest, "your faith in me is abysmal, what shall I ever do?"

You stick your tongue at him, blowing a raspberry, "Why don't you stop goofing around and stop risking your neck for others for once?" You pull the lollipop out of your mouth, swinging it like a miniature sword, "The world isn't going to self-destruct if you aren't around to play hero—Mmph!"

He moves fast. You'll give him that. By the time his lips are on yours, you don't even know where to focus, his fingers wrapping around your wrist or his hand cupping the side of your face. Maybe neither of that matters, all that you can feel is the softness of his lips on yours.

A side effect of your boyfriend's newfound confidence is his boldness when it comes to affection. Even back when Daniel was in possession of his taller body, he was nowhere near this straightforward with his adoration for you even when the two of you are alone. It's perplexing but you can't say you mind it.

But you are a bit befuddled when Daniel tugs at your lower lip between his teeth. You can't even tell if the warmth in your cheeks is from embarrassment or anger. "What was that for?" You pout.

"I was wondering what your lollipop tastes like," he smiles, "you keep swinging it about."

You aren't convinced by his words, not when he has that glimmer in his eyes that spells you a world of troubles. "You could've gotten one of your own."

"Oh, but I like yours better," he kisses you again, quick and sweet this time, before pulling away.

"Daniel!" You know he's simply trying to silence your complaining with his kisses. It both infuriates you and melts your inside faster than you can protest. He has no right to have such influence over you, especially when you're trying to be mad at him.

But he succeeds anyway, "Sorry, you're just too cute, I can't help it," he brushes his nose with yours, grinning, "so cute that I will feel so bad for doing this."

"Wh—Daniel!"

Daniel shoves your lollipop inside his mouth, ripping it away from your feeble hold. He quickly takes a step back from reach, his grin is a triumphant one in front of you.

"Hey! Give it back!" You yell before you can think twice about it, but in hindsight, it's probably a bad idea.

Curse Daniel and curse his growth spurt. He manoeuvres around you easily and buys enough time to crunch the lollipop with his teeth. Your eyes widen when he plucks the stick out of his mouth. "Oops," only then, he allows you to come close enough to smack him for his misdeeds.

"Ugh, how dare you!" You grumble, slapping at his shoulder. You aren't that attached to the lollipop, but his actions annoy you enough to spur you forward. "Are you seriously so childish that—"

Daniel slots his mouth against yours with practised ease again. With the nudge of his tongue, you part your mouth open to give him access. You should be madder at him, you really should, but when he smiles against your lips, nought else really matters.

"Sorry," he says. Only now you notice his cheeks are flushed pink, too. "Here's your candy back."

There's a sweetness that tastes sour in your mouth. Vaguely, you've come to realize what he just did, but another inspection fuel your fire again. "This is only half of the lollipop!"

"Whoops!"

Seriously, how are you going to deal with him?

[kindlespark]

i haven't even had time to watch fhjy and now im Scared. is it that bad

HELP IM SO SORRY LOOK. the insane thing is that i was loving this season so so so fucking much like i hadn’t been having this much fun in canon or fandom since the 2020 acoc lockdown hysteria. and then the latest episode came out and with a record speed of under three hours it completely obliterated any faith i had in d20’s storytelling chops 😭😭😭

but you know what. i was running events in d20 fandom for years without having been actively watching so what’s a few more. i wouldnt be here if the fandom wasnt my favourite part of it all. my super honest frank opinion is that if you do watch fhjy and want to enjoy it u must do so with a grain of salt about the storytelling nowadays because lately the pay-off just hasnt been as satisfying or deep as fh sophomore year or a crown of candy or even naddpod/wbn and i think recently the IH cast has shown they care about the goofs and smackdowns more than narrative themes or moral complexity which is like. fine. its still fun its just not for me and when im done mourning my expectations it will truly be all love but i need like a month to mald about it and draw all the shit i wish happened instead 😭❤️

[cazort]

Hey everyone, I want you to please listen to how the opponents of Harris are communicating, because I think it tells you a lot about what this election is about.

I continue to see a lack of any sort of intelligent rebuttal of any of the pro-Harris, pro-Democrat, and pro-voting posts I and others have made. There's just none at all. Just a string of baseless negativity.

Here is the latest negative comment on one of my posts:

Like it's just a string of personal attacks. It doesn't say anything about Harris, anything about her policies, anything about Democrat policies at all. It's simply a bunch of over-the-top, baseless personal attacks.

Exploring the person's blog, before blocking them, I found even dumber commentary:

Seeing this was kinda surreal because it was exactly the sort of insults that kids would make to each other when I was in elementary school. Like around ages 6-11, before we got a little more mature and came up with a little more sophisticated insults.

I find it really telling that the "other side" to the Harris/Walz ticket, and the Democrats in general, does not seem able to have real discussions on any of this stuff. They can't even make a good joke!

Like yeah, we Harris supporters are goofing around sometimes too but I also see a lot of really serious engagement. I even see people trying to have respectful, back-and-forth engagements with detractors and naysayers.

But I don't see any of this on the other side.

This speaks volumes.

Please listen, people. People, including Trump supporters, and opponents of Harris and of the Democrats, are telling you everything you need to know. You know what they stand for, it's a sort of knee-jerk groupthink enforced by bullying, and it's not driven by any sort of intelligence.

[lousypotatoes]

heyy! just wanted to say ive read your mukuroxreader n i love it :DD im not really sure if an ultimate!reader would count as an oc, but would it be alright if i request a gundham/gonta with an ultimate florist!femreader platonic imagine where theyre classmates? id also like to request one for hiyoko, mahiru n celestia but if its too much then gundham n gonta will be enough!

Friendship In Bloom - Platonic! Gundham/Gonta/Hiyoko x Female! Reader

Gundham Tanaka

Song Recommendation:

Zombie - The Cranberries

Y/N was in the school garden, looking for some flowers to put in a bouquet. While students were allowed to sit in the garden, her being the Ultimate Florist, she was one of the only people actually allowed to use it.

"What mysterious endeavor doth thou undertake amidst this verdant realm?" said a deep voice from behind her.

She turned around and saw none other than Gundham Tanaka, one of her classmates. She hung around him enough to understand the strange way he talked.

"Hi Gundham," she said brightly. I'm just picking some flowers to put in a bouquet. What are you doing here?"

"I am merely seeking solace before I embark to my next class," he said, sitting on one of the benches. "What mortal being is this bouquet for?"

"No one," she replied. "I'm just making it to pass the time, I might put it in my dorm."

"May I beseech thee with a question, Y/N?" he asked.

"Yeah, sure," she answered. "Ask away."

"Might I implore upon thee, to craft me a bouquet?" he asked, blushing slightly. "'Tis intended as a gift for a soul dear to my heart."

"I'm guessing it's for Sonia?" she asked, smirking slightly.

"Maybe," he muttered, pulling his scarf up.

"Sure, I'd be happy to make you one!" she said. "Any flowers you have in mind?"

"Any blossoms in the hues of white or yellow shall suffice for this noble endeavor." Gundham said.

"Hmm alright," Y/N said. "I'll have it to you by Tuesday at the latest."

"I extend my deepest gratitude to you, Y/N!" he exclaimed, getting up. "Reveal to me the sum of currency that you require."

"You don't have to pay me, Gundham," she waved off. "I'm more than happy to do it for free."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Of course, anything for a friend!"

Gonta Gokuhara

Song Recommendation:

august - Taylor Swift

"I'm gonna punch Kokichi in his smug little face, I swear," Y/N muttered as she walked through the busy hallway.

She was forced to partner up with him for a chemistry project, and all he did was goof off, making Y/N do the whole thing be herself.

She needed to clear her head, and the only place to do that was the school garden.

As she entered, she was surprised to see that someone was already in it, sitting down in the dirt.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Gonta turned around, a smile lighting up on his face once she saw Y/N.

"Hi Y/N!" he said.

"Hi Gonta," she smiled, setting down her bag. "What are you doing in here?"

"Gonta just here, looking at all the bugs in garden!" he exclaimed, showing her a butterfly on is finger. "So many, like little friends!"

Y/N giggled, sitting on the dirt next to Gonta.

"I didn't know that you came here, Gonta," she said, picking a tulip. "I've never seen you here before."

"Sometimes, Gonta come here to clear mind," he said quietly. "Nature good for thinking, make mind feel calm."

Y/N hummed in agreement.

"Gonta also come here to look at all bugs." he said.

"That's nice," she said, letting a ladybug land on her finger. "I didn't know anyone else came here but me."

"Gonta started coming here few weeks ago," he said.

"That explains why I haven't seen you then,"

The two of them stayed quiet, listening to the sounds of nature.

"What is that flower called?" Gonta asked, pointing at an Iris.

"Oh, that's an Iris," she said.

"What about that one?"

"That's a hydrangea,"

"And that one?"

"That's a Sakura tree," she said, smiling. "That's what our national flower grows on."

"Gonta didn't know you knew so much about flowers." he said.

"I am the Ultimate Florist after all," she laughed.

"Do you think you could teach Gonta more about flowers?" he asked, his eyes lighting up.

A small smile graced Y/N's face.

"Of course, Gonta. You see that one there? That's a Sumire..."

Hiyoko Saionji

Song Recommendation:

Speed Drive - Charli XCX

"Hey! Y/N!"

Y/N lifted her head up from her desk and saw tiny little Hiyoko walking towards her.

"What do you want, Hiyoko?"

"I need you to pick me some flowers," Hiyoko answered.

"Why can't you do it yourself?" Y/N asked.

"'Cause you're the Ultimate Florist and I know nothing about flowers," she said. "Pretty please?"

"Fine," Y/N said. "What are the flowers for?"

"None of your business," she said, sticking out her tongue.

"Fine, don't tell me," Y/N said, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "What kind of flowers do you want?"

"Anything that's pretty and red,"

"That's not much of an answer but okay," Y/N muttered. "When do you need them by?"

"Tomorrow," Hiyoko simply said.

"Tomorrow!? I won't be able to-" Y/N cut herself off. "You know, fine. I'll get them to you tomorrow."

"Oh yay!" Hiyoko exclaimed. "I knew you'd be able to do it! Bye Y/N!" she said, as she ran out of the classroom.

"Wait! Hiyoko! You owe me-" she yelled, trying to get Hiyoko's attention, but Hiyoko was already down the hallway.

"Five dollars.." Y/N grumbled. "I am way too nice for my own good."

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sorry it took me so long to upload this anon

i was planning on doing mahiru and celestia as well, but it was too much different scenarios to think of

i'm sorry 😭

stay safe and drinks lot's of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

[dreamingofep]

Strangers in the Crowd

(Elvis/Austin!Elvis × reader)

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Request: No, just another one of my delusional fantasies.

Prompt: You and your best friend are on are annual girls trip and go to see Elvis at the International. Little did you know this would be a show you’ll never forget. [Fem!Reader ]

TW: Smuttt, cussing, fingering (f. receiving) teasing/tension, virgin reader, unprotected p in v, oral.

Rating: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+, so minors Do NOT Interact)

Word Count: 8.1k

A/N: Hi lovlies. Hope you enjoy this new fic! I LOVE 70s Elvis in Vegas and couldn’t help but wonder if he would have a little fling with someone in his audience. Im incapable of writing a short fic I guess so sorry that it’s so long hahaha. Feel free to message me or comment what you think! Thanks for all the love. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or goofs.

The Vegas lights blinded you with all their glittery and colorful beauty. You had never been here before and this small little city in the desert excited you. You and your best friend were on your annual girls trip and this year you decided to go all out and do a three-day trip here. You and Cicily were also celebrating your 25th birthday together as it was only 3 days apart from one another. You both had never left Austin and were so excited to make a road trip to Vegas.

You both were fresh out of breakups and were ready to have some fun. Your ex was a selfish asshole and only wanted to use you for your body. You never let him get that far and couldn’t stand how he would treat you regardless. It only lasted a month but you knew a girls trip was in order a forget all about any college boy problems.

On the first day there, you both hit the shops and bought some new outfits and a really special one to go and see Elvis Presley at the International Hotel tonight. You both were so excited to see him live. You had heard all the rave reviews of his latest Vegas engagement and Cicily had a cousin who worked for the hotel who could get you two some tickets to the midnight show. They were booths in the middle of the showroom so you thought it would be a pretty good seat to see everything.

You both wait in line to get into the theater and the excited hum of the room made you so anxious in the best of ways. You’ve never seen him live and tonight was the time.

You both get ushered to your booth and you order drinks for yourselves. Two cosmopolitans were your drinks of choice and the buzz in the air was electric. Everyone was rushing to their seats with hound dogs and pictures of Elvis in their hands. A lot of the girls were giddy with excitement and you couldn’t help but look the same. You glance over at Cicily and it looks like she’s on the brink of screaming.

The house lights go down and applause breaks out as the golden curtain starts to rise. The lights dance on the shimmering fabric and it is mesmerizing. The band starts to play and you get chills running down your arms. The bass is loud and heavy and feels like it's rattling in your chest.

Then you see it. This tall, ethereal-looking man steps from the wings of the stage and captures the audience in the palm of his hand. The most contagious-looking smile forms across his face and he shakes his head and looks down at the floor, then back up. You’re smiling like an idiot and screaming with the rest of the crowd. His tan skin gleamed underneath the white jumpsuit he had on with mesh chains connecting on each side of the low cut V. You look over at Cicily and she has tears in her eyes she’s so happy.

You have to pinch yourself… you’re in the same room as Elvis Presley.

The Elvis Presley.

The King of Rock and Roll.

The man that caused riots in the 50s and now fourteen years later, he’s back for more.

His long legs get him to the microphone quickly as one of his band members helps him put his guitar strap on around his neck. He still has an ear-to-ear grin on his face and pulls the microphone stand to him as he stretches out his right leg as the left is shaking in place.

“We’ll that’s all right mama…that’s all right with you…”

The sound of his voice filling the large showroom is causing everyone to thrill with excitement and clap along to the beat of the song. He is filled with nervous energy but it is only fueling him further.

You hug her tight as both of your eyes are glued to the stage.

She nudges you as he is talking to the audience, “Isn’t he something?! Oh my god, he’s just on fire up there!”

You nod your head as you look back at the stage. He starts stuttering and making fun of himself and folding over and laughing. And good lord his laugh is the most contagious thing you’ve ever heard. You feel a grin form across your face as you listen to him stutter and giggle at himself. He still has that boyish charm but the sexual charisma drips off of him like thick sweet honey.

And what you would give to have a taste…

Cicily bumps your shoulder and breaks you out of your daydream.

“Did you know that he walks through the crowd and kisses the girls? My cousin says he does It every show,” she says giddily. You can’t help but giggle and blush at the idea of his lips touching yours. Lord, it makes you weak just thinking about it.

“My first movie ladies and gentlemen was Love Me Tender, I’d like to sing it for you,” you hear his smooth baritone voice fill the speakers and turn your attention to the stage again. He starts the song off slowly, kissing a few girls that are by the stage. Then he goes down the steps of the stage and says hello to more people.

The crowd starts to gather around him as he tries to make his way through the showroom. He places soft kisses on the women coming up to him or anyone else he sees in his eye-line.

He starts getting closer to your booth and a huge surge of nerves fills your entire body.

Could there be a chance?

Would he see you?

Would he give you a kiss?

Screams fill the air as he gets closer to your booth and you feel your heart drop into your stomach. He was distractingly beautiful the closer he was to you. All you could do was stare at the way he commanded the room and how he took the time to look at everyone with a smile.

Suddenly, your eyes meet and you gasp at those electric blue eyes. They pierce into you and hold you there. You feel like time had slowed down for you two. In this brief moment, it was just you two and not the other thousands of people screaming his name fighting to get his attention. He gently pushes through the few people in front of him and stands right before you.

A small smirk forms on the corners of his mouth and he places his hand on your cheek. Blood rushes to them and you move in closer to him.

“Come here, lil’ mama,” he says and leans in to kiss you.

His lips meet yours and you move your hand to his face too. The softness of his lips feels perfect on yours and he pulls away and has a gorgeous smile on his face. Before turning away, he winks and moves into the crowd almost consuming him. Your whole body is in shock. There are no words that can form in your head other than, “holy shit.”

You place both of your hands over your mouth to cover your complete shock. Cicily tugs at your arm and is screaming over and over at you, “what just happened!? Oh my god was that real!?”

You are at a loss for words. Nothing could make this trip more perfect than what just happened. Elvis makes his way back onto the stage to finish the song. The crowd starts to sit back down and you are buzzing with excitement still. Never in a million years did you think this would happen.

“Am I dreaming!? Holy shit… that was amazing…” you trail off in a daze.

“Was it like you dreamed it?”

“Even better, god what I would give for another…” you stop yourself as Cicily grabs your hand with a sly look on her face.

“You don’t have enough balls to go get another…” she giggles.

You look back up to the stage and he’s taking a second to drink some water. Every angle of this man is perfect and the way that jumpsuit looks astonishing on him just makes your mouth water. The feeling of his plump lips replays over and over and over again in your head and you start to blush just thinking about having another kiss from him.

“You wanna put money on that?”

You get up from the booth and make your way to the front tables. You squeeze through the people’s chairs and get to the ledge of the stage. Elvis turns around and sets down his water on the table next to one of the guitar players as he sees you leaning your arms on the stage and looking up at him. You rest your chin on your arms and give him your most pleading eyes.

“Well now, what do we have here,” he chuckles into the microphone.

You smile a big smile at him and motion him to come closer to you with your finger.

He slowly moves closer, taking his sweet time, almost teasing you.

“You want another kiss so you can sit down, is that the idea?” he teases, his feet right near your arms.

You nod your head yes and can’t help but bite your lip. You feel this rush of boldness and reach out and touch his calf. He gets a grin from this gesture and kneels down on one knee for you.

“Well come here baby,” he coos into the microphone. The crowd goes crazy and you feel your heart racing out of your chest. You get on your tippy toes as you try to reach him. He pulls the microphone away from his mouth and places his hand on your face yet again. He gives you a sly grin and shakes his head.

“You naughty girl,” he whispers as he leans in for a kiss. Your cheeks flush red at the sound of his words but also how passionate the kiss felt. There was so much energy flowing through him and you loved the way his lips felt on you. You squeeze his calf slightly as he is about to break the kiss. You smile up at him and bite your lip. He shakes his head and goes in for another wet kiss and you can’t help a small airy moan escape your lips.

“Thank you,” you mouthed at him and let go of his leg. You shoot him an ear-to-ear smile and he gets off his knees and stands back up.

“Lord have mercy,” he chuckles back into the mic as the audience continues to egg him on. You feel your head spinning and the loudness of the room only gets worse. You take a deep breath and try to go back to your seat. Other girls were trying to get to the stage too but Elvis wasn’t paying any attention to them. He went back for another drink of water and the band start to play the next song.

You finally reach the booth and Cicily’s mouth is agape and her eyes are blown wide.

“Pay up,” you snicker and hold out your hand.

She continues to have that shocked expression on her face and you burst out into laughter.

“You’re insane! I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” You nod your head at her and look back at the stage.

“Well, when’s the next time that’s gonna happen?! The worst he could have said was no. I have nothing to lose we’re leaving in two days, might as well take some memories with us back home,” you say as you realize everything that has happened in these last 20 minutes. Shock and awe are all you can see and so happy that this has happened.

You turn your attention to him on stage and you could swear he’s looking at you, and only you. There are so many songs that he does that sound incredible. He brings a new life to them and there's so much passion in his voice. He’s up there doing what he loves to do and it shines through.

“Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, you’ve been a fantastic audience,” he says humbly as he goes to drink some water. “There’s a song I did in Blue Hawaii, and I’d like to sing it, especially for you,” the first notes of the song ring out on the piano and the heavy sound of the drums follow as he starts Can’t Help Falling in Love.

It’s one of your favorite songs he’s ever done and it always lifts your spirits. His voice rings out beautifully with the rest of his backup singers and you can feel the tears well up in your eyes.

This last hour and a half was surreal and one you’ll never forget. And to end with this song in particular, you know he’s singing it to you, the fans. His love for the fans was something that no other artist had. That’s what made him so special.

A taller man with brunette hair starts to make his way to your table and you look over at Tasha uncomfortably. He greets you both with a smile and you wait for what he’s doing at your table.

“Hi ladies, I’m Jerry. I work with Elvis,” he said trying to talk over the loudspeakers. “We were wondering if you both wanted to come to the after-party tonight for Elvis?”

You shoot Cicily a look and you swear she has stars in her eyes.

“Yes, we’d love to!” You both say at the same time. Jerry laughs at your excitement.

“Alright sounds good, follow me and I’ll escort you both up,”

Your heart raced with excitement and anticipation for what was going to happen next. A party with Elvis!? This has to be some sort of dream you swear.

You all exit the showroom and head through the lobby. Through the hall of elevators, you get in the last one on the right and Jerry holds the door open for your two and makes sure no one is following you. He inserts a key into the panel that gives access to the penthouse floors.

You get up to the top floors and turn the corner to the first doors where you see two big guys blocking the doors. They nod at Jerry and open the door for him. He lets you two in the doors first where there is a lot of people already in the suite with drinks in their hand. The view of the Vegas strip was in the distance, sparkling with all the luster of stars.

You both get yourself glasses of champagne and find an open sofa seat you both share. Your body fills with nerves getting to be so close to him again.

Suddenly a hush falls over the room and this intense amount of energy makes your arm hair stand up.

Above the crowd stands the tall man in his all-white jumpsuit. His hair was wet with sweat and his tan chest glistened.

You stand up, wanting to be seen in the crowd of people yet again. Everyone starts to congratulate him on a wonderful show. He shakes the hands of anyone who reaches out to him and smiles the most gorgeous-looking smile you had ever seen.

Suddenly, his eyes look up at yours as you are staying back from the rest of the group.

He starts walking over and turns to look over at Cicily. She and Jerry are in the midst of a conversation and watch as he leans in and places a kiss on her lips. You cover your face to hide any sounds that might come out of your mouth and quietly giggle.

No one is going to believe the trip you two are having…

By the time you glance back over at Elvis, he’s standing right in front of you, looming over your small frame as you stare deep into those eyes.

“Well, what a great surprise seeing you here. Did you come back for more?’ He teases as he brushes your hair behind your ear. You can’t help but blush at his words and want to play his little game.

“Oh I don’t know about all that, it seems you have enough girls in this suite to keep you busy for a few hours. I don’t think you’ll have time for me,” you say coyly. You normally never act so cocky and sure of yourself, but something about this man made you crazy being so close to him.

“The only one I see that I want to pay any attention to is right in front of me darlin'. What’s your name?”

“Y/n, nothing special.”

“Oh no, I like the sound of that. It suits you. Beautiful and sexy,” he teases.

Your breathing hitches and you have no idea what to say to him. Almost as reading you thought, he leans down and kisses you right on the lips. This time it's different. He’s not putting on an act. There’s no audience necessary that is egging him on to kiss you. He places his hand on the small of your back and slowly pushes you into his strong frame.

You sigh into him loving the feeling of your body touching his. You put your hands on his chest, feeling his soft chest hair on your fingertips.

“Do you need anything darlin’? I need to go take a shower and I’ll come back out to the party.”

“Some more kisses, but I’ll be fine for a little,” you blush and shoot him a sly grin up at him.

“Oh I was right, I do have a naughty girl,” he grins devilishly, “Go enjoy the party. I promise I’ll come find ya.” He winks and starts to walk off to the next room attached to this suite. Your heart flutters at the slightest thing he does. You’ll be lucky to make it back home alive in one piece by the time this night ends.

You look over at Cicily again and she’s still all eyes for Jerry and you smile to yourself.

You try to mingle in with the rest of the guests but your mind keeps wondering when Elvis is coming back out. You wanted to talk to him more, be next to him, and most importantly, you want him to kiss you more.

Minutes go by and you see Elvis through the crowd dressed in a blue button-up, making his electric eyes pop even more, and a pair of black slacks. This man dressed to the nines no matter the occasion and the confidence just dripped off of him. He made his rounds throughout the room making small talk to anyone who came up to him.

Your heart was racing the entire time watching him, just waiting for your turn next. You were sitting on the sofa next to the windows, taking in this breathtaking view when you felt that familiar chill run down your body. You turn to look up at Elvis looking at you. His eyes tracing every inch of your body, looking at you ravenously.

“You like what you see hmm?” You say sheepishly.

He kneels down on one knee in front of you, just as he did on the stage, and leans in to whisper.

“I think I found what was missing to make this a perfect view.”

You feel your cheeks begin to redden. “Oh? You think so?”

“I do honey. I’d love to take you right up against that window and make the whole town watch.”

Your heart stops at the sound of his words. You feel your wetness pool at the sound of his words and you cross your legs, your pussy starting to have this needy feeling.

“Why don’t we go into the other room so we can talk more privately,” he says.

You two sneak into the connecting room and he closes the door behind you two. It’s another large living room type of setup with a bar and a piano by the window. You get lost in the beauty of the interior and the gold accents everywhere. He gently grabs your hand and takes you out of the front door and into the room across the hall. When he opens the door, the scent of him fills your nose and makes your mouth water. You hadn’t been around him very long, but the way you love the way he smells is so comforting but also so intoxicating.

There’s a large king-sized bed that consumed the middle of the room, and another grand-sized piano by the window.

You feel his hands wrap around your waist and he turns you to face him.

“That little stunt you pulled out there was a bold one. What made you think to do that?”

“Hmm, I just liked our first kiss so much, I needed another. Couldn’t sit down until I got it,” you say bluntly.

“I’m so glad you did. You were the one that stood out the most to me tonight honey. I couldn’t get enough.” The tension in the room is thick and your body wants him more than anything and it scares you.

You reach up and grab the collar of his shirt, making him get closer to you as you plant a long wet kiss. You feel a low grumble in his chest as you slip your tongue into his mouth. You gasp at the sensations running through your body. You feel the wetness in your panties pool more and you are unsure what to do about it. He carefully slides his hand down the arch of your back and pushes your torso into his. You gasp at the feeling of his erection starting to form. Part of you wants to ravage him right there, but the other part of you is timid and shy. A bolt of nerves raced through your body as it hits you he might want a bit more than just kissing tonight…

But you love the feeling of him against you. The way his hands grope and squeeze your body makes you a complete mess. His hands drift up, as he slides the straps of your dress off your shoulders. Your breathing quickens and you stare up at him, unsure of what to do next.

His fingertips lightly brush the top of your breast and you gasp at the sensation.

“You look so beautiful, mama. Can I see the rest of ya?” He asks so innocently. The boyish smile he has as he looks over your body. Like it’s the first time he’s ever seen a woman this close.

His gaze is intimidating. You really don’t know what he expects of you but he’s Elvis Presley. He’s surely been with countless women and his expectations are astronomically high when it comes to sex.

Nerves continue to wrack your body almost causing you to shake. Your voice is quiet and unsure, “Elvis, I don’t know. I don’t think you want to do this with me….” The concern lights up his eyes.

“Honey, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. You don’t have to do anything. But what did you mean by that? Why wouldn’t I want to do anything with you? You’re gorgeous baby,” he says with a smile.

“I umm… I know I’m not what you’re used to. I’m not sure about…” you trail off, your cheeks burning red.

His eyebrows squint together in concern.

“Baby, you don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll take real good care of you I promise. I want to give you more,” he places a soft kiss on your lips and you feel your body aches for him to do everything he’s promising you.

But you break the kiss and muster up the courage.

“Elvis I, umm, I’m a virgin. I’ve never been with a man. Ever. I have no idea how to please you and I don’t want this to be something that’s terrible for you. You’re better off finding another girl in that room to have fun with tonight,” your voice soft and weak. You feel so embarrassed about what you had to confess and the insecurities are running off of you like water.

He looks at you stoically, trying to find the right thing to say. He goes to sit on the edge of the bed and reaches out his hand for yours. You cautiously move toward him and he looks deep into your eyes.

“Darlin’ that’s nothing to be ashamed of. You have no reason to feel bad about it. Not with me at least. If you’re not ready to do anything, that’s fine,” he says softly and thinks for a bit. “Can I ask why it’s never happened? I just thought a gorgeous girl like you, you’d have men throwing themselves at ya,” he quips cutely.

You chuckle at his cheeky comment, “No one’s been worth it. I just didn’t feel the same when it came to having sex with someone and wasn’t just going to do it because they wanted it.”

“I understand darlin’. I’m sorry you’ve felt like that with a man,” he says softly.

Your head spins as this whole situation feels unreal. You have this undeniable need to have him which is crazy to you considering you have never had a man.

“But you’re different, I can tell. I want you, so bad Elvis. Every part of me wants you but I don’t know what you expect of me.”

“You don’t need to do anything darlin’. I’ll take care of you and make you feel so good. I can teach you things, if you want…”

“Yes, teach me… teach me how to make you feel good too. What do you like, please tell me,” you plead.

His eyes start to look aflame, he bites his bottom lip and places a tiny kiss on your cheek down to your neck.

“Mmm, okay dear,” he whispers in your ear.

You take a sharp breath in, loving the way his lips ignite you and all the new sensations that come with it.

“Can I teach you how to suck me off? Would you like me in your mouth?” He asks with lust rolling off his words causing your pussy to clench.

You slowly nod your head yes and he goes on to kiss you again on the lips, slipping his tongue in and groaning.

The idea of his cock in you has you filled with anticipation and need. You had only ever grinded on a few guys in the past over their pants but this was different. Something about Elvis’ commanding presence told you that he was going to fuck you senseless and you were going to love it.

He carefully placed one of your hands on his upper thigh where you can feel his forming erection run down his leg.

You gasp at the feeling and how large he is.

“See whatcha doin’ to me, making me so hard. This is gonna be inside you making you feel so good.” He moans as he feels you start to rub the length of him. The friction of his pants against it is driving him crazy. He trails kisses up and down your neck, nipping at times the soft sensitive flesh making you moan.

He leans you back, so he can get better access to your breasts. He kisses and sucks at them, making popping sounds each time he lets go. You feel the rush of wetness go into your panties and the throbbing sensation overtaking your core.

You carefully pull down the fabric of the top of your dress, exposing yourself to him. He groans when he sees what you’re doing and takes his large hands and places them firmly on you. You watch as he squeezes them, applying little pressure at first, then squeezes them harder causing you to moan and your head to fall back. He lifts one of your breasts and puts your nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking the sensitive bud.

You gasp, shocked by the way he uses his mouth on you. The more he sucks and licks them, the worse the throbbing becomes in between your legs. You can’t help but push his head more into your breasts wanting him to ravage them more.

You rub his fully formed erection and try to get his pants off of him but he stops you.

“Oh are you ready baby? You want this?” He quips.

You nod your head, “yes, tell me what you like. I want to make you feel good,” you beg.

“Take off your dress for me, let me see you.” You pull down the rest of your dress and stand before him just in your panties. One by one, you undo the buttons on his shirt as you feel his eyes take in the sight before him.

Your hands shake slightly as you get to unbutton his pants and slowly pull down the zipper. You slide down the waist band of his slacks and to your surprise he’s not wearing any underwear, you watch as his large cock spring free from his pants.

You stare and bite your lip. You had no idea what to expect, but you were not expecting this. His cock was longer, and thicker than you expected and the way his veins running along his shaft made your mouth water by just looking at it. Your hands trail down his chest and graze over his length. He hisses at the contact and squeezes your arm.

You’ve never seen a man naked before, but you know this was as perfect as they come.

“Get on your knees for me baby,” he says gently as he sits back down on the bed, spreading his legs wide, looking like the definition of temptation. You kneel in between his legs, wanting to touch all of him so badly but wait for his instructions.

He picks up your hand and wraps it around his shaft. The length of him is warm and there is a clear fluid coming out of the head. He grabs your other hand and has you cup his rather large, heavy-hanging balls.

“What I’d like you to do for me, is just rub me in your hand, back and forth, then lick the head of my cock. Nice and slow like this,” he moves his hand on top of yours and you watch as his foreskin almost envelops his red, leaking head, and pull it back to see more of his protruding veins in his shaft. He has you gently squeeze his balls in your hand, causing his hips to move and dry hump into you. After a few strokes, he lets go of your hands and watches you. You love the small, airy sounds he makes as you put a little more pressure on it. His hips gently roll as he enjoys your hand working his cock.

“Now open your mouth for me, honey. Nice and wide and let me feel you.” You keep stoking him and do as he says. You open your mouth and he slowly guides the tip of his cock into your mouth. The hot heat touches your tongue and you moan. You wrap your lips around his head and suck.

A deep guttural growl comes out of him and you start to suck. This unbeknownst primal instinct takes over you and the smell of him fills your nose making you moan with him in your mouth.

“Oh yes, just like that mama. Just like that. Use your tongue a bit too. Lick and suck on me.” He groans out. You look up at his face looking so pleasured by this. His mouth is open in awe and watching you intently as you suck and stroke his cock.

You start to use your tongue licking and swirling around his head while sucking him.

You get more excited and decide to put more of him inside your mouth, doing the same motions he told you to. He gasps as you take more of him hungrily. You keep watching him as his eyes pop open and he lets out a loud moan. You test out what gets him going the most. You suck his tip, swirling your tongue around his swollen head, and squeeze his balls more making him buck his hips off the bed.

“Oh mama yes, that’s so good. Let me move in and out of your mouth now,” he moans hungrily and grabs a fist full of hair in his hand. You love the way he’s sounding. The way he’s getting off because of you is the most addicting sound and you want to take in more of his cock.

You place your hands on the tops of his thighs and he pushes his hips slightly, having you take in more of his length. You feel his head hit the back of your throat and you sputter and gag around him. He pulls his cock from your throat, making sure you’re okay, and watch as you claw at his thighs, ready for more.

You nod your head at him and take more of him in your mouth. You never thought giving head would be a thing you’d like, but watching him enjoy it so much was one of the hottest things you’ve ever experienced.

He continues to moan and tighten the grip on your hair. You move with him and he fills your mouth with his hot length. You try to relax your throat to not gag on him as much but he continues to plunge his cock down your throat, letting you breathe, then putting it back down your throat. He pulls out of you, pulling you from your hair and you let out a soft cry.

“Oh, honey you did so good. Making me feel so good. I could fuck that throat all night, but I need to take care of you now,” he teases and helps you get off your knees. He picks you up and places you on the bed with the pillows underneath your head and back.

He looks like he’s about to eat you alive and you wait patiently.

“How’s my honey doing? Are you feeling okay?” He says as he opens your legs wide for him. Your heart beats wildly out of your chest and feel more wetness pool.

“I need you. I’m throbbing and it won’t go away.” You plead and try to close your legs, hoping some sort of friction would help.

But he doesn’t let you and continues to keep them open, both of his hands on your knees. Looking at your soaked panties, he starts to trail his hand down to your panty line.

“I’m gonna touch you, honey. Making sure you’re all ready for me.” He growls when he feels the wetness that has seeped through the lace fabric. You jump at the friction and he tears them off in one quick motion.

His eyes grow wide as he looks at the wetness leaking out of you. He takes two fingers and slowly rubs your clit, causing an electric shock through your body.

“Oh fuck! What are you…,” your question fades as you moan loudly instead. He runs those two fingers up and down your folds, spreading your wetness and driving you mad. You arch your back and push into his fingers causing a mess in between your legs.

He smiles at the state you’re in, needy and horny, just how he wants you to stay.

“Have you ever played with yourself, honey? You ever put your fingers inside yourself?” He asks innocently.

You blush and have to look away, “I’ve played with myself a few times but umm, I’ve never put my fingers inside myself.” You say shyly. The idea never really popped into your head til now. Wanting Elvis’ fingers inside you sounded like a sin that was so delicious. You were so attracted to the idea.

“Hmm, I see baby. Have you ever made yourself cum?”

Your face turns another shade of red and quickly shake your head no, not wanting to see the reaction on his face.

“Well, I’ll teach you, honey. Make you feel so good. You are very needy tonight… you need something to fill you. Let me finger you and get you ready to take my cock,” he coos. You whine and try to move his hand down lower where the throbbing is growing.

He slowly takes his index finger and puts it in your weeping hole. You had never been penetrated by someone and the feeling of his long finger inside you is overwhelming. His long, slender finger reaches deep inside you while staying firmly taught around him. You buck your hips up into him and cry out.

“Mmm fuck you’re so tight for me baby. I don’t know if you’re ready for my cock.” He teases.

“Make me ready… I want you to fuck me with more than just your fingers,” you beg and buck your hips into him more.

“Oh you fucking naughty girl,” he moans as he pumps his finger in and out of you watching as you are writhing on the bed. You can’t control the sounds that are coming out of your mouth and love the way he’s reaching parts of you that had never been explored. He curls and prods them to your never before touched walls and you swear you’re going to pass out. He enters another finger and you feel this coil in your belly tighten exponentially. He starts to move them faster and curls his fingers up into your walls. Your vision goes blurry for a second, being consumed by the pleasure he is giving you with his skilled fingers. Your walls begin to flutter and he smirks at this, pumping them faster.

“Oh, I love the way this pussy feels. Do you think you’re ready for me? Ready to take all this cock inside ya?” You realize he loves to tease as he says this and look down as he has his cock in his hand, slowly jerking it off while looking down hungrily at your leaking cunt.

You squeeze your eyes shut and let out a frustrated cry.

“Please Elvis,” he pulls his fingers out of you and places them in his mouth, moaning when he tastes your sweet honey. He licks them clean and grabs the back of your thighs to adjust your body. He has you wrap your legs around his waist and you cling onto his shoulders. He jerks his cock in his hand and teases your entrance with just the tip. Every last nerve in your body is on edge and you claw at his arms in anticipation.

“Just relax mama. I’ve got you. It might hurt a little since your cherry hasn’t been popped but I promise it’s gonna feel so good after.” He coos and places sultry kisses on your lips. You moan, ready for him to give you anything he wants.

He’s gentle, and slowly pushes the first few inches of his cock inside you. The way he is stretching you causes you to gasp. He’s so much bigger than you expected and your body doesn’t know what to do.

You cry out his name as he sets this slow, but insistent pace. He grabs one of your breasts in his large hand and squeezes and pinches your nipples in between your fingers. You moan more with the mix of pain and pleasure coursing through your body.

He put more inside you and you feel this sharp pain inside you and you wince. Tears well in your eyes as you try to take him. You cry out as he moves in and out of you carefully. He sees the pain you’re in and holds you tighter.

“Doing so good baby,” he caresses you.

He keeps you there locked with him, caressing your face and looking at you as if you were the only thing that mattered. Everything about this felt so natural. The nerves that were filling your body moments ago were slowly dissipating and you were just enjoying the moment with him inside you. He thrusts his hips, putting the last few inches inside you and you let out a loud moan. He keeps still as he enjoys seeing you like the way he’s making you feel.

“Such a good girl for me baby. Doing so good. Your cherry popped. It’s gonna feel so good now,” he says as you look down at his long length moving in and out of you. You see some light spotting of your blood around his shaft but the pleasure starts to build the more he’s moving. You watch as he rubs your clit and pushes the rest of his cock inside you again. You feel his balls hit your ass and he doesn’t move as he lets you adjust to the size of him.

“Oh fuck Elvis, you’re killing me holy fuck.” You cry out, gasping for breath.

“Mmm, yea baby? You like how this big cock fills you up?”

You claw at his back, needing him to move and help this never-ending pulsating in your core.

“God, yes I love it. Please give me more,” he nods his head and smiles down at you.

He begins to move his hips and the pain has disappeared. Nothing but pleasure is running through your veins. He moves with more rhythm as he bucks and swirls his hips into you. He places his thumb over your clit and starts to work at it.

Your eyes roll back and let the feeling of what he’s giving you take over your body.

“So goddamn tight for me baby. Taking this cock so well,” he grunts over you as he starts to fuck you faster.

You can’t stop the noises that are coming out of you, loving every second of how he’s fucking you and making you come apart on his cock. The sounds of your skin slapping against his and the wet noises coming from your pussy were driving you both crazy.

Your walls flutter and your whole body tenses. There’s panic in your eyes and Elvis knows it by the look on your face.

“It’s okay darlin I got you. You’re gonna come for me,” he commands and looks deep in your eyes. “I feel you ready to come apart all over me.”

Your whole body tenses and the heat of the orgasm washes over you over and over again. You scream out his name as your walls squeeze his girth. Your nails leave red marks down his back and he only fucks you harder. He lets out a deep, primal growl as he fucks you through your orgasm. You relish in the way this feels and can’t believe you’ve never even given yourself this feeling!

“Mmm fuck, such a good girl. Your pussy feels so good. Keep coming for me,” he pleads as his thumb works faster on your clit.

Your body feels like it’s never felt before. Feeling so light yet so on edge with the way his cock is filling you up and stretching you out. You watch as he lifts your hips up and continues to pound into you.

Taking this new position makes it feel completely different and love the way he’s hitting this particular part inside of you that makes you feel like you can cum all over again on him.

By the look on his face, he is loving every second of this. The way he bites his lower lip and the way sweat has formed on the sides of his temples. You watch as you see the veins on his neck pop out as he fucks you to the hilt.

His rhythm starts to become more sporadic and his eyebrows furrow as he tries to hold on a bit longer. You love the way he’s taking you and can’t get enough of how he fills you up. Your coil in your belly tightens gets again and you let your second orgasm take over your entire body. He groans loudly as you cum on him, squeezing the base of his cock.

“Ah hell, mama. I love it when you cum on me. I’m so close. Where’d you want me to cum?” He agonizingly says through his teeth.

Your brain races, fuzzy from your high of orgasm and unsure what to say. This has never happened before for you and weren't sure exactly what an orgasm would be like for him.

“I want you back in my mouth please Elvis,” you whine breathlessly.

He pulls out of you quickly and you groan at feeling so empty. Your arousal pools out of you and onto the comforter.

He re-adjusts your body by lifting you up underneath your arms and sits you up. He stands up on his knees and puts his cock in front of your lips. He takes his hand and jerks himself in front of you, placing his free hand on the back of your head.

“Open that mouth for me, baby, I’m gonna fill this mouth up,” your heart beats uncontrollably and you grab the back of his thighs, preparing yourself for whatever he is going to give you.

He leans his head back and his mouth opens as you feel hot, salty spurts of his cum land on your tongue and the back of your throat. He places more of his cock in your mouth and you lick the base of it, causing him to moan your name loudly.

“Oh fuck, oh god mama yes take this cock baby,” he groans in ecstasy. Your mouth fills with his cum and waits for him to come down from his high. You had never had this happen before so you don’t know what to do with his load.

He pulls out of your mouth, breathless from it all, and watches you with your mouth open for him, seeing the milky white substance coating your mouth.

“Such a good girl baby. Time to swallow,” he taps your chin and you close your mouth. You look up at him and swallow in one big gulp. The taste of his salty, thick load coated your throat and you have to swallow a few times to fully clear your throat.

He looks down at you pleased, looking at how you’re breathless too and your mascara running down your face.

“Mmm, such a hungry slut you are,” you groan, leaning down to kiss you. You moan into his mouth as he nips your bottom lip.

“Did you like that baby? Did I make you feel good?” He caresses your face, wiping the black streaks from your face.

“That was… incredible… I had no idea what to expect but it wasn’t that,” you say exasperated.

He has that cocky grin on his face you’ve seen so many times in pictures come to life and you wanted to wipe it right off of him.

“We’ll good darlin', that’s what I wanted for your first time,” he says tenderly and places a few soft kisses on your lips.

He gets off the bed and goes to grab you a towel. He gently rubs the wetness and blood off of you and himself. The way he is so tender yet so dominating throws you for a loop but you just sit back and enjoy the moment.

“Did you want to go back to the party? We can stay here, it’s completely up to you,” he asks as he hands you your dress.

“I wouldn’t mind going back to the party and having some food. I’m kinda hungry,” you say cutely. You start to get up off the bed and it suddenly hits you. Elvis ripped your panties off of you… you’re going to have to walk back into that party without any on.

“Elvis, how am I supposed to go back out there without any panties on! You completely ruined them!” You snicker.

He laughs at your disgruntled state.

“Correction darlin’, you ruined your panties, I just took them off of ya to help that needy pussy of yours,” he teases. “And besides, I like you better without them. You’ll just have to behave and not soak through your dress for the rest of the night,” he sneers as he grabs you by his hips and pushes you into him. A small groan escapes you and smile up at him.

“You wanna put money on that?” you wink at him.

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FÞC: Inner Planets (and Luna)

A little introductory post to my personal space thing I have called Facing Þe Cosmos. It was originally just drawings of Project Arrhyþmia levels rgearding various solar system bodies, but has since come under major influence by Digital Hourglass' Pluto's Reprisal. Here's a little doodle I did!

Þis is Mercury, Venus, Earþ, Luna, and Mars! I'll draw Phobos and Deimos soon, don't you worry...

First up, Mercury's þe smallest of þe major 8, and also very competitive and cocky. Because þe fastest þough, he's a bit impulsive sometimes. Next is Venus, þe sour and harsh one. She's usually quite mean and careless, but is at least a good way to stop þe oþers when þey're going too far. Þen comes Earþ, þe genius of þe planets. Þey love crafting þe latest inventions, discovering new knowledge, and most þings of all, þe life of þem and þeir satellite companion Luna. And fourþ but not least, Mars. He does have a genuine side, but most of þe time he's just a silly goof. Just don't be mean to him or his boys. Don't wanna see him go war mode....

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Siffrin Goes to Day Treatment Chapter 3

Siffrin poured themself a cup of coffee, adding a little bit of the nondairy creamer available from the counter, and stirred it up. They sat back at the table, watching the steam rise from the mug. It was a plain white coffee mug, but the warmth it emanated helped Siffrin calm down. But the first sip was too hot.

Wincing at the temperature, he sat the cup back on the table and gazed out the large window in front of him. A few of the older clients had gone outside for a smoke break, talking amongst each other. Bantering like old friends. Siffrin sighed, wishing he could join them. Better yet, he wished somebody he knew was in this building with him.

He and Odile could talk about various subjects, Mirabelle would be more than happy to talk about the themes and symbolism in her latest books, Bonbon he'd try to make laugh, and Isabeau…

Siffrin sighed again, heavily, head resting on the table. Though they hugged merely a couple hours ago before Isabeau left for work as a fashion designer, Siffrin still yearned for his touch. They took their phone out, the lockscreen being a picture of the two of them pulling silly faces with their arms at each other's sides. He wondered how Isa was doing, if he had to deal with a difficult customer, or outfit requests that didn't make any sense. Before being enrolled in day treatment, Siffrin often walked over to the boutique where Isabeau worked at and hung out with him for awhile before the general manager told him to leave.

Well…it was for good reason. The two of them were always goofing off. Siffrin would be telling jokes or making puns, and Isabeau would guffaw like a hyena. His visits to the boutique were definitely a distraction. Siffrin bit his lip, praying that his own behavior wasn't reflected poorly on Isabeau's work.

Siffrin could no longer walk there. The day treatment center was a good distance away from the boutique. Walking wasn't a problem; it was the time being away that would've been an issue. They couldn't sneak off.

The door opened, snapping Siffrin back to the present. He lifted his head back up.

"Did you not sleep well?" One of the clients walking by asked.

"Oh. Uhm. Sorry. I was just…lost in thought." Siffrin forced a smile. "I'm fine."

"Well hello, fine." The client joked. "Where did Siffrin go?"

Siffrin laughed nervously at the terrible joke. He then remembered he had coffee, of which he took some sips. It was still pretty hot, but not scorching anymore.

They looked at the client speaking to them, she had a long bronze french braid adorned with flower clips, a green summer dress with brown boots, and gentle blue eyes.

"I'm Amelia. It's nice to meet you."

"Hello Amelia." Siffrin grinned, "You look lovely."

"Why thank you, dear." Amelia smiled back. "This is usually my sunday best but today is a special day."

The term "sunday best" flew over Siffrin's head, but he was curious to know more.

"Why is today special?"

"Well, my fortune today told me to be on the lookout for something incredible, and here you are! One of the Saviors of Vaugarde!"

Siffrin's cheeks got hot. He pulled the brim of his hat down to cover his eyes, but it was too short. He stammered, nervously. Taking a deep breath in and out, he stated;

"It. Uhm. It wasn't…great. How much of me did you hear about?"

"Oh, just that you were a wanderer until you met with two of the adventurers! And…that you were behind the reason the sky turned all red a year ago. Because of Wish Craft."

He cringed at the words 'wish craft'. Even now he could still remember the smell of burnt sugar as a result of mistakenly using wish craft to trap himself and his family members in time. He still got horrible nightmares from it, where he'd wake up in cold sweat, panting raggedly like he ran a marathon.

But Isabeau was always there for him.

Six months ago, everybody, save for Bonnie back in Bambouche, decided to temporarily retire from being heroes after seeing the lingering effects of the timeloops on Siffrin's mental stability. They still had their necessary skills, but adventuring was put on the back burner for now. That and, well, Jouvente had no Sadnesses to slay. Mirabelle, Odile, and Isabeau had enjoyed their new lives so far as ordinary citizens. All of them…except for Siffrin. Siffrin, who was constantly on edge, always second guessing every little thing, and just…utterly afraid of living. Of taking risks.

The great quest to save Vaugarde from The King made Siffrin retract even more into himself. He promised he'd be open to everybody after that grand, scarring, adventure. But it felt like pulling teeth out every single time. What if he opened up and revealed too much of himself?

"Siffrin?" Amelia asked, making Siffrin snap back to reality.

Siffrin jolted from his seat, "I'm sorry! I zoned out!"

"Are you okay, dear?"

"Yes, yes. I'm okay. It uhm…that quest…it was…"

"It's okay, Siffrin." Amelia smiled sympathetically. "You don't have to talk about it."

Siffrin rubbed his arm, fidgeting with the woolen inside of his jacket, "Sorry. Hard subject."

"I do have one question though… why are you wearing such warm clothes in this weather?"

"I…uhm! I get cold easily. Bad circulation."

A terrible excuse. But Amelia seemed to buy it.

"Well, how about some stretches and warm ups before lunch?" She offered.

[elegant-fleuret]

i'm on a roll (finally) with the latest rocket fanfic, so here's a teaser for it.

lemme tell you i am 100% goofing the plot, ignoring how much poundage rocket canonically gets in the comics and going hard with i-don't-know-how-to-flirt-or-what-to-do-if-it-works rocket from the movies (timeline-wise, specifically emotionally damaged rocket between infinity war and end game).

working title: highlight of my lowlife

“Look, I’m going to be real with you. I am going to make a bad decision that’s going to impact the rest of my life. Either I’m going to go blow my ex,” you jerked your closed fist at you mouth in a crude blowjob gesture before changing to a finger gun and pressing it against your temple, “or I’m going to blow my fucking brains out.”

The candor of your words was both concerning and utterly enchanting, as if you had bared your inner most thoughts to him countless times before. You were crazy. Absolutly insane. Drunk on trauma and high on mania.  

But so was Rocket. Who found himself so entirely beyond fucked up from the events of the day, from the Terran drugs hitting his system, from the way the florescent glow of the outdoor lights made you look like a heavenly visage. How else could he explain his inability to stop the words sliding off his liquor coated tongue, “Or you could blow me.”

[alpineshift]

Hi! Prompts! Yay!

I really loved the miscommunication April prompt fic so I wonder if you could please use that world for prompt 23. I thought I lost you. ? Except it’s just Nico being over dramatic when he can’t find Jack on the magic school campus (he’s just in the library basement trying to find a rare book for his latest research paper).

(More thoughts: I love the idea Nico being the softy cute dramatic one & Jack is just like why my guy? I know I look good but no one wants a pretty face that has opinions (only want that pretty mouth for other things). So he’s kinda suspicious and that’s also why the flowers were such an insult!!!! Because Jack took it as ‘I don’t want you for your thoughts, just be pretty & dumb for me’ and that’s happened so many times before that he’s had Enough. And has started to respect himself more (no dick is worth being undervalued like that) so courting Nico is a Big Deal. And sometimes he hides out in the library buried under his books & research. But nico thinks he’s lost! And searches all the other libraries and greenhouses before finding him. And Jack has to reassure him that no I do like spending time with you I’m not hiding from u but this is new because I haven’t been courted / dated someone before that o want to make it work with and it’s a lot to process. And Nico reassures him like baby I love that u study pls let me proof read ur drafts (j’s sentences are too long because he writes like he thinks so there’s no breaks which is also how I write oops) and rant to me about the archaic views you read about today.

(then they fuck about it) and they all lived happily ever after

lol this is probably longer than ur bullet stories would be but here ya go 🎁

anon I think you may have already written the prompt yourself LOOL (ilu ❤️). for context, this is the OG miscommunication prompt fill!

23. “I thought I’d lost you.”

After their absolutely ridiculous first meeting (and first misunderstanding!) Nico, understandably, takes it slow with courting Jack.

Slow, because he thinks it's unwise to go all in for a fresh relationship anyway, unintentional offences notwithstanding, but also slow because Nico's paranoid he's going to make another awful faux pas and gift Jack flowers that accidentally says his ass is flat or something. He's spending an absurd of time researching American courting culture and losing sleep over it.

"Just bring him out to dinner and go for a walk to see the sunset," Timo tells him, exasperated. "You're trying to date a guy, not an alien from outer space."

Look, Nico just wants to do a good job, okay? And hopefully charm himself into Jack's good graces while he's at it. Except, it's getting weirdly difficult to find Jack, to bring him food or gifts or ask him out on a date. The Bern Campus isn't actually that big; where on earth can Jack be? He wanders across the grounds, trying and failing not to look like a sad puppy as he searches for the other witch. What did he do wrong? Was it too late to beg for forgiveness?

And suddenly--there's a frenzy of people rushing down to the lake. "One of the Americans fell in!"

Nico nearly pulls a muscle rushing over, only to stop short when he sees one of Jack's colleagues crawling out of the water (he remembers them; he was one of the few snickering the night Nico insulted Jack with the flowers), furiously embarrassed after getting caught goofing off in a restricted area on the docks. And suddenly, there's someone standing next to him, a snort, and a familiar voice. "Man, way to live up to the asshole stereotypes, just what we needed."

It's Jack, in broad daylight, kind of under-dressed in sweat pants and a t-shirt, chilling next to him. Nico gapes at him before Jack glances over, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. "Uh, Nico? You ok--?" And Nico just pulls him into a hug and blurts out, "I thought I'd lost you."

He'd be mortified at his own admission if he didn't hear Jack's breathing hitch by his ear, and feel Jack's arms immediately rest along the spot between his shoulder blades, hugging Nico back. "Lost me? But I'm right here?"

So Nico had been half-right; Jack isn't avoiding him, but he did lose track of time working in the basement of the library. Jack also doesn't hate him, but he does have a bit of a hard time believing Nico has no ulterior motives when it came to quote unquote 'buttering him up'

"People are assholes, Hischier, and I'm not saying you are but, look, there's just been a few jerks lately with all their assumptions that's put me off dating for little while, alright? They think they can send me cupid-charm cards or pay for dinner once and I take my pants off for them."

"Then I'll court you until you say you're ready to date, if you ever want that at all. We go at your pace, we pause when you think I'm being too much, and if you realize you don't like me at all--well, we'll call it off." (It hurts to say it, but more than anything, Nico just wants to reassure Jack). "I can respect that, I promise."

He needn't have worried, honestly. Because there's a slow, flustered smile creeping up on Jack's face, and his cheeks are rosy with the most endearing blush. "Well, hang on. I didn't say anything about calling anything off. Fuck, let's get outta here--last thing I want is an audience when we talk about our feelings. And the basement's actually not half bad."

send me a jacknico prompt!