#his lil lolly pop

[pernillecfcw]

The birthday boi 💙

[sugurouge]

— playground : umemiya hajime x f!reader x endo yamato

summary: idk, i wanted them together, here we are. nothing more but a depraved lil drabble

wc: 1k

content warnings! nsfw, teasing, degradation, both are rather condescending here, hair pulling, threesome, blowjob, manhandling, petnames, rough sex, dumbification, asphyxiation, somewhat dacryphilia

“Don’t be selfish now,” Endo chides with a hint of irritation, gently grasping your chin to direct your attention back to him. “You wanted to share, yet you’re all over Ume.” His jealousy prompts you to shift slightly in Hajime's lap, to face the dark haired man instead and cradle his pretty face, pulling him in for a deep kiss.

Yet Yamato can be greedy, too greedy whenever something tastes absolutely divine. His mouth now latches onto your neck, firm hands on your hips pull you onto his own lap, to grind your throbbing pussy against his cock, as his lips destroy your skin. Umemiya's chuckle fans over slightly damp neck as he busies himself with an exploration of your figure, his fingers run over the sheer fabric of your blouse, popping one button after another and exposing your bra to their hungry gazes.

The stark contrast between his cool touch and your heated skin sends shivers down your spine. However, Ume's teasing pales in comparison to Endo's urgent advances, guiding your hands to unfasten his belt as he deftly caresses the damp fabric of your panties before riding you of the useless scrap of fabric.

Of course, he fucks you first, guiding your ass to take a seat on his thighs as he helps you settle down on his overly excited cock. You’re pressed against his chest with big palms resting on your tummy and squeezing your tits.

The sight in front has Hajime question his sanity, never would he have expected to enjoy watching you get absolutely ruined by someone else. The blush on his cheeks nearly radiates as he has to keep his own excitement in check, fisting along his erection for some desperate measure of relief.

Teeth graze the nape of your neck while you part your lips and loll your tongue out to get a taste of Hajime's pre-cum. He drags the dripping head over your glossy lips, the mess he creates makes you even prettier.

But the devil behind your shoulder bounces your frame on his lap with ease, forcing you to welcome Ume in the back of your throat with no warning. You clench around Endo, nails scratching over Hajime's pecks and thighs for leverage as tears brim your eyes. You should have known that Endo is an impatient bastard. “Not so greedy, pretty girl” Ume groans, yet a big grin forces its way on his face, the satisfaction you present him with too good to feel bad for you.

Muffled cries of objection send tingles over Ume's skin, a mixture of your saliva and his arousal leaking from your mouth while he loses himself in bliss. “Fuck, you’re such a filthy little vixen, ain’t you?” Endo murmurs, sounding almost upset—yet intrigued, you definitely need to suck him off as well.

Moans escape you, vibrating around Hajime's cock, before it all gets a little too much. The stretch in the back of your throat causes a panic to stir in your mind. Yet the attempts of pulling back only push you further into Endo. He grins. “No, no, kitten, give him all you’ve got before you suck me like your favourite lolly,” Yamato murmurs in your ear, his hand tangling in your hair and pushing you further onto Ume's cock until your lips meet his pelvis. Your eyes roll back as desperate whimpers are lost in their fervent groans.

It's a game of push and pull, two pairs of hands all over your body to hold you in positions perfect for their own selfish desires.

“Up you go, pretty thing,” Endo drawls, large hands grasp your hips to hoist you off his lap and shove you further into Umemiya until you're on all fours. The latter ensures your lips remain around his cock, his blunt nails digging into your scalp as he revels in your choking sounds. The position is uncomfortable for you, effectively constricting your airway, causing your throat and cunt to clench around their cocks as their pace quickens. A calloused hand massages your cheek, before lacing around your throat, to make breathing just a tad bit more difficult. Your mind is spinning, ears ringing, yet both guys are too caught up in their needs to worry for you.

But you enjoy this. Sick girl. As your climax approaches, your fingers paw against Ume's thighs, overwhelmed by Endo's cock deep within your fluttering walls, you finally free yourself. “‘M cumming, please,” you mewl. Yet instead of having mercy, Yamato tugs on your hair, forcing you to meet steel blue eyes, Hajime's gaze is almost drowning in your fucked-out expression until Endo's movements slow to shallow thrusts.

“So you ruin my pleasure because you’re only thinking with your pussy?” Umemiya grumbles, his words and irritation catch you off guard. Your eyes wide in shock, since you've never heard him talk like that before. But the electrifying spank to your clit wales you from your shock. Endo's fingers rub lazy circles around your nub, pinching you offer no answer to Umemiya's complaint.

“I-I’m sorry, Haji, really sorry!” Your tear-streaked cheeks and sobbing voice draw a sigh from Umemiya. “Silly girl, time to turn around.” Their synchronised actions are intimidating; barely able to face Endo as he already pulls you towards his glistening cock while Umemiya's nails drag over the plush of your ass and back. “Take it all,” the dark haired man urges.

As you bend over to take Yamato's cock—your jaw deliberately slack—Ume positions himself between your legs. His hands push down on the small of your back, presenting your ass perfectly as your core drips down your inner thighs. With a swift, commanding thrust, he enters you deeply, his hips snapping fervently against you. Each powerful push drives him closer to his climax, his desperation fuelled by the sight of Endo finishing on your tongue.

You're too pretty to not have your face covered in cum, he thinks to himself.

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[mystic-orb88]

HAZBIN TRAILER OBSERVATIONS!!

Okay, so this shot tells us a lot about the geography of The Pride Ring. We see that the Hotel’s wayy out, really sending the message that the sheer concepts of hope, redemption, and everything it stands for is outcasted and rejected by the rest of the city. The Clock Tower is in the heart of the city, showing how it is the main cog in the machine. The Porn Studios building on the left, poooossibly the Cannibal Colony or Rosie’s Emporium on the lower right. There’s also a lovely balanced distinction of modernity shown in the absence or presence of neon lights dotting the buildings throughout various districts. This shows that the Sinners prefer to live in conditions similar to those of when they were alive. Heaven, as well as a weird red moon are also visible.

This looks like Cherri’s attacking the Hotel with one Hell of a pyrotechnic display (Seriously, how does one attain such a massive singular smoke bomb??) Possibly because she is aware that Sir Pentious is taking sanctuary there. Luckily Alastor’s Radio Tower looks like it came through unscathed.

Looks like Alastor and Charlie are taking a stroll in the same park in the Prequel comic.

I love how everyone looks so fake and nervous and then Razzle and Dazzle, Charlie’s lil’ protectors/assistants/plushies are just looking so pure and adorable. Actually zoom in on their faces, do it. Also, as soon as you see Husks face, the frame can officially get worse. Also there’s a bag of drugs or.. something on the table, I’m guessing PCP knowing Angel. It bears resemblance to the bag in the pilot.

It’s also here, on the right side of Lucifer. So we now know some sort of celebration was at the Hotel, and Lucifer visited. Decorations are still up.

Travis. What the Hell’s he doin’ there?? Love to see him back for a gag. Also, someone try and read that script. There’s a memo or mail box on the side that is overflowing. This building looks similar to a setting in R2NinjaTurtle’s Valentino Board Animatic. Same with Vox’s Tv Screen Lair Thingy.

Nice shot from the ‘Happy Day in Hell’ Song number of the Cannibal town with a lovely late 1800s-early 1900s theme. Bring back this fashion, or like a cool, modern-inspired version. Please. Also, there’s a lil’ Chimney Sweep who looks like this very Dick Van Dyke-inspired O.C. I drew a while ago (maybe it is him, you decide).

Alastor took the trouble of talking to this nice overlord chap while filming this nice man who is in the process of committing unspontaneous combustion.

This shrunken voodoo head is here, while Alastor and a nice lady with a dead fox scarf and an oversized version of Voldemort’s wand repurposed as a cane are in the background.

Just appreciation for how perfectly this frame captures their personalities.

Charlie: You’re doing awesome, my script is great, isn’t it? I’m so happy at this moment.

Vaggie: I’m too tired for this crud.

Angel: I’ve read some real interesting scripts in my time but none as terrible as this one. Also someone get me outta this coat, it’s filthy an’ it reeks of the 40’s.

Niffty: *gremlin* Seriously, stop looking at him like that girl.

Husk: How the f*** did I end up here?? It’ll all be over soon.

Alastor. How to sit like a sir while plotting unavoidable carnage.

Pentious: Lollypop, lollypop oohh lolly lollypop, lolly pop, lolly pop- WHERE DID HIS HAT EYE GO?? WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT IT?? IS IT LIKE AN EXTENSION OF HIMSELF, LIKE HOW ALASTOR CAN MAKE HIS MICROPHONE DISAPPEAR UP HIS SLEEVE??

Nothing much about this one, it’s just one of my favourite frames in the trailer. I absolutely love how expressively and awesomely animated Alastor is here. Really captures his theatrical tone. And we get a snippet of Rosie’s voice!! Also the song is FIREE. It will hit so hard when it comes out and further context is given.

[sunoosets]

I just keep watching vids of jw with his tongue out and qkwbgh9wibgqibgso

brain is a lil fried rn but here is a super short won thought :))

i'll be posting some more soon, don't u worry n sorry if this isn't to my usual standard, i'm a lil tired😓

Jungwon's cute, pink tongue>>

Jungwon who knows your hooked on the way his tongue feels inside of you, and so he let's it slide between your lips. He goes out of his way to let his wet tongue play with yours as he explores your mouth. You can desperately suck on it. Allow him to shove it down your throat, because you love his taste😋

Jungwon who taunts you. Flashing his tongue during performances. Swiping it along his lower lip. Jungwon who teases your clit with cute, kitten licks. His fast, wet tongue fits perfectly between your folds, and works so well. The tip poking your slick entrance, as he eagerly licks thick stripes. Gathering your pleasure on his tongue like a kitten drunk on milk.

Jungwon who's tongue is made visible whenever he flicks the tip across your sensitive bud. He takes your tit between his lips, and stares up at you. Eyes large and blurred with a craze. His tongue is warm, as it swirls around your hardened nipple. He smothers it with his spit, running his tongue over, and over.

Jungwon who takes lollies, and wraps his glistening lips around the stick. He'll pull out with a pop, tongue rolling over the sweet stickiness. Jungwon who would let you have a taste of his lollipop, or vice versa, take yours from between your teeth and suck it with his tongue😖

[leiflitter]

Cattonquick prompt: in YAHverse, something very basic but cheesy and couply that Oliver always dreamt to do with Felix when they were young and Felix fulfill his dream for him (knowingly or not). Happy birthday 🎂

OKAY so I wrote a whole thing for this and then tumblr deleted it but we live and we learn and we don't write direct in the answer box! So have a lil ramble about Candy Bracelets and yearning and stuff!

Felix loved sweet things. It was normally lollies; if he couldn’t- or didn’t fancy- smoking, he had a sickly strawberry lollipop in his mouth. Always strawberry. He bought them by the handful from the nearest corner shop. Oliver was sure that they had to start stocking extra just to make up for Felix’s habit. It was a wonder that his teeth weren’t riddled with cavities.

There were other things, though. Oliver had been on plenty of nights out with Felix, but the ones deemed really messy had been few and far between. Felix would have happily partied every night, getting a little merry and dancing, but Oliver had only truly seen Felix properly off his tits once.

When Felix planned to go hard, he didn’t have lollies. He’d explained it to Oliver in a noisy nightclub, pupils like saucers, each thought seeming to flow into a million different ones. Ollie had only been drunk, and Felix’s hand on the back of his neck had held all of his attention until he’d wiggled his other wrist in front of Oliver’s eyes. “Ask me the time!”

Felix wasn’t wearing a watch. Oliver blinked, trying to haul himself away from his imagination and back to the sticky floor and flashing lights and loud, loud pop music. “Wha… Wha’ time’s it, Felix?”

Felix had howled with laughter, turning his wrist so the beaded bracelets that had joined his festival wristbands and rubber charity bangles were suddenly, obviously sweets. Candy beads on elastic, a larger one with a rudimentary watchface taking pride of place, and Oliver’s eyes narrowed and his mouth watered. “It’s not a real watch, Olls, see, but it’s a great way to pull.”

He nodded through Felix’s long-winded explanation of how girls thought it was great- they didn’t, girls just thought anything Felix did was great, the same way he did- and then… “Always thought it’d be fun to wear one on my prick, give some lucky lady a sweet surprise, yeah? Hey, Farleigh!”

He’d stood there, having to down his vodka and coke in one as Felix bounded away to hug his cousin. By the time he’d calmed down enough to move, Felix had been stolen away by some girl in a glittery miniskirt, and Oliver had waited until they left together to head back to his lonely little room.

Felix had never noticed them in the little supermarket they went to together. Oliver always did, though, quietly wondering if Felix even remembered talking to him that night. Maybe it was all a sugary, sparkly blur to him. They were together now; this time of year had been their time, when they were young. Perhaps that was why Oliver bought them.

Perhaps that was also why he hid them behind the packets of microwave rice, feeling stupid. One night, so long ago, one he only remembered because of Felix holding him by the scruff of the neck like a kitten and that throwaway remark. Had he been braver, he’d have leaned forwards, got a bead or two in his mouth. Crunched them up and told Felix that he fancied something sweet. Get Felix flustered, wondering if Ollie was…

He’d put them out of his mind until he came home for lunch. It was a hot day- so humid that Ollie’d probably take a clean shirt back to his office because he’d be sweaty by the time he cycled back. A fucking wood fucking panelling day, and Felix was wearing his jogging shorts and nothing else, sprawled on the sofa with his wrist to his mouth. Baz panted in front of the oscillating fan.

“Too hot?” Oliver planted one hand on the doorframe, trying to work out what Felix was doing. He waved his other hand at Ollie lazily, stretching out one leg to prod at Oliver’s thigh. “Ice cream for lunch?”

“All out.” Felix was speaking like his mouth was full, and Oliver frowned before realizing that Felix seemingly had some new jewelry. Pastel hued, loose on his wrist where he’d been gnawing them off. Felix saw where Oliver was looking, swallowing and holding out that arm. “Want one? Found ‘em in the cupboard, it’s too bloody hot to eat… Ollie?”

Oliver held up a finger, hitting send on a mass email to cancel his afternoon lecture due to an urgent family matter, then tossing the phone to the armchair. He shrugged his way out of his shirt as he moved to perch on the edge of the sofa, Felix’s bare skin sticky where it touched his. He caught Felix’s arm, pulling it over. A candy bead crunched between his teeth; they were slightly damp with spit and sweat, the elastic all stretched out because of Felix tugging it with his teeth. He swallowed, then kissed the inside of Felix’s wrist, lifting his eyes to Felix’s startled face.

“We got any left?”

“Whole packet in the cupboard.” Felix was flushed, trying to sit up but failing, too focused on Oliver’s face to be coordinated.

“Fancy putting another one on, Felix…?”

[ozarkthedog]

Hi Ozzie! Congrats on 11k! Could I please request 📝 for your sleepover!

Transportation + 1. one muse gives the other oral while they drive + Steven Grant 👉 👈

Thank you!! 💕

thank you so much, tarren! i haven't written something for Steven in so long, so thank you thank you for requesting him! hope you enjoy this lil blurb. 💙

18+ mdni. steven grant x gn!reader.

"Bloody hell-" Steven curses as he tries to keep his eyes on the road. It's hard, extremely hard, much like his cock as you swallow him down while he drives. 

Steven bites his fist to keep the pleasure at bay and the car from running off the road. "Love, I - it's too much." Steven pleads when you suckle on his sensitive crown. 

His wide, glossy eyes flick down to you, sandwiched between his soft belly and the steering wheel, teasing him like a siren calling men to their death. 

He looks absolutely wrecked. 

Pity sinks into your bones. You remove his cock from your lips like a lolli with a lewd 'pop' and sink back into your seat. You keep a steady hand wrapped around the wide base, squeezing and tugging occasionally, earning yourself a sinful groan.

As you stare out the window, a sign catches your eye. "Looks like there's a rest stop a mile down the road." You smirk at him from across the car. "We sure won't be doing any resting."

A nervous laugh bubbles from his throat. "Sounds like a plan to me, love."

Ozzie’s 11k birthday sleepover

[yuh-l8t]

yet another kirishima post 🫤

kiri would most definitely if your female (not sexualizing) he would most definitely worship your pussy he would say some shit after eating you out like “ babyyyy If I could make iceing out of your cream I’d make the best fucken cake ever”; or “ your pussy so sweet I could make it a candy”; even “ are you drugs cuz I’m addicted to you” he’d say the most rizzed shit ever that makes you absolutely flustered you would worship him for it and because his tung is sooo talented and soo good it’s sinful.

On the other hand for men he would totally just suck you off and give you compliments and even praise you : “I could eat candy after this but it wont compare to you” he’d even tease you and eat a round popcikle as if it was your dick, “this is the best Lollie pop I had ever had” he’d say the slyest shit ever it just have you soo riled up your either begging him to suck you off again or your absolutely dom-ing him. And let’s be honest he loves being dom-ed a lil too much like he will absolutely worship you and the air you breathe any little thing really.

[acnhconfessions]

hi im that one anon from a while back who ranted about how it liked the dlc more than the base game. i decided that i wanted to turn my headcanons into actual characters and thus drew them, but i wanted to share my head canons anyways bc i! came! up! with! a! lot! working with not much. warning this will be long and its not even all of the ones ive come up with;

-gladys and purrl are a mother and daughter duo who kind of just chill in their very fancy japanese themed house

-naomi is the baddest bitch you can imagine and will remind you of that fact, shes super into art galleries and spends most of her money on that shit

-faith and annalise are highschoolers, besties, roommates, and even have their own band

-speaking of high school, the school is a very small all ages school with not many students or teachers. the teachers include naomi as the art teacher, lobo as the pe teacher, lolly as the health teacher, and nana as.. basically everything else. lolly only teaches once a week tho bc shes the local nurse.

-all the teachers are overworked and clearly show it except for naomi bc its naomis world and youre just living in it. lobo and nana are also casually seeing each other.

-beau and bea are 40 something year olds who cant get over eachother (similar relationship of the parents from saiki k) and also enjoy hiking

-judy and tiansheng are ex 80s stars and also actual exes. judy was one of those city pop idols and tiansheng was an action movie star (if the two were real people itd be like if mariya takeuchi and bruce lee were dating lol) tiansheng still hasnt gotten over the break up

-olivia is the second baddest bitch but shes a lot more calm than naomi. despite their age difference (20 and 40) they chat with eachother like two old ladies gossiping over tea. shes more class than camp her outfits always look good.

-benjamin (shortened to benji bc shes a lil girl here and benji sounds cuter) has a found family relationship with EVERYONE. grandpa and grandkid dynamic with billy, sibling dynamic with faith and annalise, whenever she visits beau and bea they act like shes their actual daughter, shes a kid living by herself and all of her neighbors want to make sure shes safe and happy and fed.

i probably have more but thats all i can think of off the top of my head

[peapod20001]

Hnmgmgmf how many guys....I don’t talk about really...

There’s Doug, and Mark and his wife Lisa and their daughter Trixie and then there’s Joseph and Graeme and THEIR daughter

and then there’s Meghan and her husband Peter and there’s also Meghans sister Logan and then there’s Eddie (non Rox affiliated) and his twin Harry

and there’s Al’s cousins Quentin and Percy and Olivia and Ryan and Sheldon (renamed 2 of em) then there’s Carmen and Rodrigo and Maria

and then there’s Eliana’s sisters Luna and Estrella and then I never fucking talk about Adam’s half siblings and there’s Pierre and Adalene and Lucas I never talk about nor do I talk about Ayo

and the Harper harpy twins Symphony and Melody and Fanny and her bf Aiden and then there’s Ambrosia and Serendipity and Morus and Chintzy and Nellie and Flossie

and then Blondee’s OTHER kids Mia Chloe Lila Amarie Blitz Lightning Tyler and Pearl and then there’s Kibi and Bailey and then Anona London Charmaine and Lorraine

and then you got Kyle and Stormi and Piper and Robin and then Phoenix and Michael and Ava and then that trio of reapers that used to be Carolinas parents but they aren’t anymore and then there’s Fleur and Budgett and Dawn

and then Andres and his dad Wolfgang and then Florence and her dad Félicien and I HARDLY talk about Louis and Pinot and Rex and Beau Bubba and James and Frankie

and I never fucking talk about Goose’s brother Trip or their parents Lolli and Pop and I NEVER mention Blondee’s brother Andy

and I’m slacking on Jane content and Genevieve is so ignored by me and I also ignore Chaz and Kandy and Steve tag is lacking and then there’s a ghost girl that hangs round as well as Dahlia and then a fucking weird hand guy I can never draw

and then 2 DIFFERENT fucked up hand people based off of lust and then others based off the 7 deadly sins then there’s the unnamed bisexual clown and aromantic clown and then another one based off of a jester

and then there’s Wren and Antony and Kyles older twin siblings then there’s Nick and his siblings and Needy and their daughter Nat and then Ellie and Landon and their dad Teuflisch then HIS siblings Gabriele and Frances and then HER wife Evelyn and THEIR kids including but not limited to Blanche Diamond and Tittle

and THEN there’s a magic fam and then there’s those skeletons and that one witch lass with the fur coat and the fitness bug lookin chick and then Dixie and tbh Max and Ozzie and Jr and Emi and Graci and Charlie and their Dad and their mom

and then Tercero and Alexis and Shiho and Paulo and Job and Dakota and Georgie and Kolten and her bf Joka and his lil sister Adie and then Rex’s other baby daughters Mila and Kiera and Bubbas children and their family that’s also hallows family and then Winnie and Noels lil sister and actually Noel and Elodie and tbh Al and Nina and John

and THEN there’s Jammy and Dread and Rosey and the other littler one and Daphne and Blair and their mom who is Ben’s sister and then HER husband and I honestly don’t really talk about Charlotte and Thomas and I’m slacking on Ben and Belle content and then there’s other circus peeps I can’t FUCKING name and other REAPERS and CLOWNS and DEMONS and...!

Yea. There’s a lot. There’s still more I’m sure.

Take your pick

[superbpoetrytheorist01]

Mathanephetamine(Can'tGetMeNone) mf REALLY MFn wanted my diary he probably got pictures of...

DO YOU LIKE THAT? DO YOU LIKE THAT?

Thinking about it now, why would a random dude get pictures of my diary, they probably told him after we got together.

Anyways...

I had a diary that was [thought poop] and some of these stalker bitches like to mention it or get to mentioning it with my art and "dark eek eek style"

but the bottom line is, mf, Mathanephetamine(Can'tGetMeNone) [my ex live in boyfriend that was a violent sex offender.) He was known alertedly to me as snooping in our bedroom reading my notebooks probably, but [the doofus is in there every few minutes going WHAT THE FUCK?] As if he was fumbling with the sink again when I called him a retard. Bitch, of all the things to google, IT IS ALSO: How to fix a door that won't latch on pregnancy test day. I posted that to facebook. MF caught for characteristics! [CASES] hashtag BigFoot

He probably was reading my notebooks. But when he was done in the room he didn't I actually forgot if he gave me an excuse for dilly dally mf lacksidaisal mf SQUIDWARD SAY lolly gagging LMAO

[I THREW THAT MF AWAYYYY lol]

I'm only laughing right there because I remember the time he was getting mad at me for lying about my anal virginity when I wouldn't lie to him about that. Lil golden crispy pop boy was really trying to get me to remember hmmm. Faggot. I told him actual-factually: No bitch, I didn't lie to you, ["I would never let you (((THINK))) you got (((my))) anal vigintiy"] because ya know, that's a big deal and he's not.

He ACTUALLY SAID "there's a fine line between love and hate" one time, and listened to the type of music, more metal but I guess rock too. (Breaking Benjamin) (He was puttin' the horse tranquilizers IN HIS ASS.)

[Dinky-Dinky my booty!]

I hope he found out from someone yelling to him WHILE HE WAS MINDING HIS OWN BUSINESS IN THE HOUSE, not around any faggots, as he likes to move to the side when they get it goin' on...

[I hope someone told him how I brought someone home from a dating website (The same one he likes to be on as agreed, we met on, and he likes to scout for me.) and had him and what I couldn't find all over the couch.]

[Got blasted and blasted, bitch!]

He shouldn't have tried me, BECAUSE the police was his stopping point. Faggot.

Right now I'm just mad at how he couldn't find me any namesake. The lady I got it from that was supposed to be his ex girlfriend but ya know, I didn't remember he said that oooo...she was lying like a big bitch! If you know you're ALLOWED from the ... nevermind... I think you get what's around each other.

Can y'all guess what the thought poop was for him to want to read it soooo badly? I just can't get why he was saying WTF so loud like a lil anime big biddie bitch. Mrow.

[nerdie-faerie]

TBH I don’t think I’ve had anyone get passionately offended by the fact I don’t like tea, although I don’t think I’ve gone round sharing it 😂

I mean inspo is inspo, you gotta take what you can!

Okay, I need to hear about the ice cream argument!

Oh people used to act like I'd done something heinous when I tried to turn down a hot drink and they'd insist until I admitted that 'its fine, really, I don't actually like tea'

There were a couple of different ones that we had. It started because I bought a tub of strawberry ice cream, which I thought was a neutral flavour, for the flat to share. Some people don't like chocolate, a lot of people have opinions about mint choc chip and vanilla is pointless. But apparently not! Two of my flatmates were very offended by the strawberry and when I pointed out that they didn't have to eat it they'd argue that they wanted ice cream just not strawberry. So then I was like well it was either that or I bought mint and I thought that would've been a problem. But no. Mint ranked higher than strawberry in our flat. This argument happened every time I got the strawberry ice cream out until it was gone, as well as coming up again on occassion when I was looking at ice creams, only one of my flatmates had any of the strawberry

There was also the carte dor situation. One of the strawberry haters got sick - I believe this was the ongoing chest infection - and sent the other strawberry hater out for ice cream to soothe his ills. He came back with vanilla carte dor which for some reason I always think of it as a fancier brand is always disappointing. The sick strawberry hater was not impressed, firstly by the flavour and after arguing about it for several minutes - apparently it was the only ice cream out sainsburys local had in stock - he finally acquiesed to taste it and was then not impressed by hard a scoop it was, texture and flavour. And the argument started it again cus it wasn't even good vanilla, I was on his side for this one. And we had a lil chart in our kitchen that had each persons food dislikes on it because we used to make group meals, so carte dor went in the notes section as a reminder that it was banned

We also had a lot of ice pops/lollies last year cus we hadn't had the luxury of a freezer first year and an argument came up about that too. Because lidl was selling these slush puppy ice pops and our american flatmate (sick strawberry hater) got offended that the blue raspberry option was not the right blue flavour. He then spent the rest of the year buying different blue ice pops/sweets trying to find a suitable blue option before concluding that the uk does not have one

This got weirdly long but yeah that was some of the ice cream arguments we had, there were other smaller ones too that I can't recall but they were very frequent 😂

[praphit]

:)     :)     :)

Creepy, right?

But, why? 

They're just smiling. 

It's what you see behind the smile, I suppose, that counts.

Dr. Bacon 

(it's really Dr. Rose Cotter, but when there's a Bacon in your midst, one shows some friggin respect) 

here is a workaholic trying to save the world with long hours, bending some rules (treating some patients who don't have insurance - bless her heart), and lying to her patients (kinda... i'll show you what I mean). You want a lil liar in your doctor. The truth, at times, can be damning.

Ex.

Patient: "What's the news, doc?"

Doc: "Well, you've got IT. In about a week, you're going to be covered in boils, painfully grow wings, which will involuntarily fly you into the deepest parts of Hell. It's been real. Nurse, please hand this man a lolli on his way out."

VS

Patient: "What's the news, doc?" (still having "IT")

Doc: "Everything is going to be just fine. Nurse, what do you say we pray for this man??"

Big difference :) 

Dr. Bacon is accustomed to telling her patients that "it's going to be ok." (it'd be "good" to "great" if you had insurance, but for now, "ok").

I'm alright with that, but sometimes, people just ain't trying to hear that. When you've got a person who's mind is imploding, and they're forced to live at a hospital, and see your exhausted, workaholic, pill-passing-out ass every week, and they are still tormented... get the bleep out of here with your "okays".

She comes across a patient who is very troubled and very sexy (Caitlin Stasey). 

You say, Praphit, what does being sexy or not have to do with anything in this instance?"

Everything if she's single. These days, even if she's not.

(Udoka)

She believes that an entity is following her, and smiling at her through the faces of others. It's trying to kill her. Dr. Bacon does not believe her and  says "It's going to be ok." To be fair, doctors don't believe anything that you say; they're going to go by the tests. However, when you have a sexy patient, the rules change.

  "Yeah, yeah evil presence, that's very scary. How would you like to talk about your hallucin... I mean your concerns over dinner?"

Dr. Bacon quickly realizes that her sexy patient isn't full of it when things go horribly wrong in that session, and some sort of curse/entity is now following HER. 

[cue evil laughter]

She must now try to figure out what's going on and save herself. She meets some interesting people. She heads to an abandoned home in the middle of nowhere... at night (great decision), and there's Kal Penn (for some reason). 

All of this without any help, because everyone now believes that she's crazy. And no one likes to associate with people who are truly broken (in this context). Unless it's for a humble brag post for social media.

This is the main reason why I like this movie. It's layered with the real struggles of those with mental health/illness issues. I'm not talking about the mental health issues like being burnt out at work or something (although mental health problems on that level are important to take care of as well). I'm speaking about some of that screaming for help from the world type stuff, and you don't know if you're going to be able to cope. This movie touches on many mental health talking points like stigma, loneliness, and a lot of the nature of trauma. The mental health awareness train rolls steadily throughout the whole movie, until we get to the end, and it kinda crashes and burns.

BUT, even then, the horror fan in me becomes jubilant. No happy endings here.

The concept of feeling like you're losing your mind is always scary. People smiling at you when they shouldn't be is creepy in general. I live in Baltimore. Whenever anyone smiles at me I kick into "fight or flight" mode. This movie has jump scares, some psychological stuff, and the images here, though silly at times, can also be disturbingly entertaining.

On the topic of silliness, the last act of this film starts popping in and out of laugh-out-loud absurdity. Some of the "creepy smiles" made me laugh more than get freaked-out. The best creepy smile was from that sexy patient.

There's a therapist in here with a "creepy smile"... 

Ha! but... it kinda looks like the face of... someone farted, and she knows who it was, but she's not going to tell you (btw - it was her). Then, she starts drooling all over another person. Is that supposed to be scary? :)

There are some plot holes throughout the movie, and the acting is... less than good. I would never talk bad about a Bacon, but everyone else - yikes. The best actor was a man whom Dr. Bacon visits in prison (Rob Morgan). He screams at one point, and it's the best screaming from an actor you'll see/hear all year. Idk if there's an award for that, but there should be.

The casting is kinda off as well in some respects. Dr Bacon's fiance is played by Jessie T Usher. They don't have any on-screen chemistry at all. It was weird. 

I tried to find a photo where they don’t look awkward... even off camera.

(Jessie on the left)

This was the best I could find, and she is clearly leaning away from him :)

It's like she went to rent-a-black dude. For all the white women out there who need a date, and would love for it to be a black guy to impress her friends, there's Rent-A-Black Dude. No returns, if there’s no chemistry.

Plus, Kal Penn, why are you in this movie? You are next-level accomplished in so many ways (aside from acting). It just seemed weird to me. Did the film crew barge into a hospital that he was actually working at (cuz he's super smart, so why not??), and he simply didn't realize? There are times when Kal himself looks surprised to be there.

Despite all of these failings, I liked the movie. One could argue that it bites off a lot from "It Follows", and it has a slight "The Ring" vibe, but those movies don't have Sosie Bacon or Kumar in them.

Grade: B-

[peppermint-toads]

I have been really struggling with toothache (my wisdom tooth is coming through and cutting my gum and cheek) can you maybe write a poly marauders x reader comfort fic. If thats okay :) 👉👈

an: i hope you enjoy this tiny lil blurb and i hope you feel better soon<3

“Auggggggghhh!”

Footsteps pounded against the oak flooring. Three figures were crammed in the doorway to the bathroom before you could blink. They were all sporting looks of concern as they fought to squeeze into the small room at the same time.

“What’s wrong, poppet?” Remus made it to your side first. You were sitting on the toilet, clutching the side of your face. “Toothache,” you murmured.

“Too many sweets, love?” James asked sweetly as he leaned against the porcelain sink. You shook your head quickly, “No, not this time. Think s’my wisdom tooth.” You frowned at the boy whose eyes were filled with worry.

“C’mon then, let’s get you to bed.” Sirius shoved past Remus and James, scooping you up from the toilet. He carried you to his own bed, laying you down on the vermillion duvet. Immediately, you curled into yourself, wailing as you bit into your cheek.

“Why don’t you turn over, hm? Take some pressure off of that little mouth.” Sirius cooed, cradling your cheek as you turned to relieve some of the stress.

“D’you want an ice lolly, sweetheart? Make your mouth feel all better?” Remus whispered sweetly. He stroked your hair to the side gently, brushing his fingers over your smooth skin.

“James, why don’t you go fetch some ice, yeah?” Sirius nodded towards the door and James ran off.

In James’ absence, Remus and Sirius offered to help you dress into your pajamas. Gently, they slid one of Sirius’ t-shirts over your head, careful to mind your mouth. The boys instructed you to lift your hips and slipped a pair of James’ boxers over your thighs.

James returned with ice wrapped in a cloth to soothe your aching cheek. His hands overflowed with different flavors of ice pops, some dropping onto the floor. “I- I didn’t know what flavor.” He explained meekly, cheeks heating.

You smiled and then winced quickly, the stretch of your mouth shooting searing pain through your nerves. “Shhh, shh,” Remus sighed, “No more smiling for you.”

“That’s right, no more gabbing for you tonight, either,” Sirius sneered. James landed a harsh smack on his pectoral and Sirius grimaced. You managed a small smirk at James’ correction before letting your eyes close and muscles relax, ready for a night of rest.

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[f1-disaster-bi]

Single parent AU.

It’s after France GP Lando came to post race show with Will where Will shows him ice lollies.Behind camera Eloise stands with Lando PR person. Will notice her and asks at first Lando if she can after Lando nodding Will asks Eloise if she wants ice lolly. Of course she said yes and she ran to Landowner’s and will to get ice lolly. `after that they went away and Eloise being a child she made mes on her face but lando instead being mad he started laughing and in this state Daniel finds them.

Yes yes yes!!

Eloise having an off day and wanting to be neat her daddy. So Jon has her in his arms while his doing interviews so she can be close to him. Lando loves having her close so he doesn't mind and he sees her little pout when Will offers Lando the ice pop

Will pulling out one of those rocket shaped colourful ice pops and telling Lando he got those for the grid kids and asking if it's okay for Eloise to have one which Lando agrees and happily takes his little girls hand after he helps her open it

Of course because it's hot it melted everywhere and when Lando turns to look again her, his lil one is covered in melted ice pop dyes. Her top is destroyed with them and she sticky and grinning with her tongue dyed blue. Lando knows he should be a good dad and clean her up but he can't stop laughing at her because she's grinning and telling him she's a sticky monster who is coming for his ice pop

And that's how Daniel finds them. Eloise all sticky and colourful and giggling as she pretends to chase lando around his drivers room

[palettepainter]

Can you please do a Charlie x husk Headcannon list

-Their relationship is a slow burn, a real slow burn. Husk found comfort in Charlie when Mako was very young while he was trying to figure out the whole parenting thing. They didn't officially get married until Brinda was two years old

-Husk still has an alcohol addiction but Charlie has made some progress with his smoking. Husk is quite a heavy smoker but ever since marrying Charlie are more so when Brinda and Junior came along he's smoked less and less, which is something the other occupants in the hotel are genuinely impressed about. To help with his smoking Charlie gave him lollypops, he'll often have a lolly pop stick in his mouth when he's not smoking and lolly wrappers litter the bar counter

-Husk has the art of afternoon napping down to a T. Charlie has yet to actually take the throne of hell and become the Queen, but she certainly does a lot more royal duties now that she's older. At the start she stressed a lot and often got herself in a worry, Husk tried his best to see things from her point of view, being a princess and all, but overall he's not that fussed about Hell. The hotel was there home right? If they where here and all is well then surely everything is fine right?? Husk has gotten better at the whole comfort thing since having kids, but when Charlie was stressing over duties he was pretty clueless - though he was able to help Charlie de-stress by convincing her to have a lil afternoon nap to recharge (Charlie slept for the next 17 hours)

-Charlie is super bid on dates and likes to make a whole plan for it, while Husk isn't all the hyped for them. Husk in his life never really had a stable relationship, and any he did have lasted only a few months. He gets all flustered when Charlie puts out all this effort for him since he's not used to it. Being a princess Charlie gets a lot of attention from media both good and bad, but she wants to keep hers and Husk's relationship a secret for as long as possible for privacy reasons. Even when they're married they tend to keep dates private

-Husk's love language is communication. As said Husk has had a few unstable relationships. Either they where unhealthy, toxic, or things just fell apart in a big mess. Husk doesn't think he's all that great at romance, he doesn't consider himself a looker, he actually has some low self esteem issues (which he is slowly working through, baby steps). What Husk is good at is being straight forward with how he feels when something isn't right, he's good at communicating to Charlie what does and doesn't work for him, and Charlie is a good listener

-Husk's wings do shed feathers and he didn't even realise until Charlie pointed it out. Husk's wings - like his fur - need to be cleaned, groomed and looked after. Before coming to the hotel and more so getting into a relationship with Charlie Husk didn't take very good care of his appearance so when he started he didn't really know where to start. Preening his wings was new and something he'd never done before, so it was pretty hard. He only trusted Charlie to help him, which she did. Husk actually finds it kinda relaxing in a way, to this day Husk will sometimes ask Charlie to help dislodge any loose or crooked feathers

-Husk will never admit it but he sometimes finds himself humming a song that Charlie introduced him too, a dump, silly, peppy disney-princess like song that Husk at first hated, but like with most songs, he got stuck in his head

-Husk purrs no I don't take criticism. Charlie thinks it's the most adorable thing. Husk also sleeps in the most weird positions ever, like a literal cat he can and will sleep anywhere, he's not fussy.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Yandere (Freddy/Beetlejuice) being obsessed with a girl who makes it pretty clear she's far from interested (like "good sir if you come any closer you WILL be struck with a baseball bat").

I hope you like these! They were fun! Heheh, I got a bit dark, so I hope you like that ^^

Warnings: Hah… so… this does get kinda NSFW? Not explicitly or even really descriptively, but it’s worth mentioning. So yeah, sexual harassment, and also talk about reader getting traumatised and twisted.

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Okay so there’s a lot here that we can say for them both BJ and Freddy. Here’s a section for those things:

This, a person not being interested and trying to get away, is of course not new to either of them. In fact, they enjoy it. They’re both nasty lil’ freaks that enjoy seeing you uncomfortable, scared and forcing a translucent brave face on. “That’s my (Insert affectionate nickname like Princess, Pumpkin, Biscuit, etc)’

Nothing is sacred for you. They just love to turn up at the most inconvenient and uncomfortable times (Getting changed, in class / at work, at a family dinner or reunion, on a date, etc) and they absolutely love to twist your most innocent and/or beloved interests into something horrible and gross that will forever remind you of him. They do this by making jokes about it, literally popping out of it, and incorporating it somehow when they’re hurting you. (I’ll elaborate on this more in Freddy’s section- he’s more for the psychological torture then BJ is)

You get many unsolicited compliments.

Hit him with said baseball bat and he’ll:

o   Beetlejuice: Ask you to do it again. If you’re into that kind of kinky stuff, he’s totally on board!

o   Freddy Krueger: Break it and decide he needs to punish you.

Beetlejuice:

BJ doesn’t have a level 0, no. He just blinks right past that, and number 2-99 as well. He’s a hundred, and then possibly a thousand if you get him drinking.

Don’t do that.

The fact that you aren’t interested and keep trying to get away from him (I mean, you do escape him a lot because he’s spacey and frazzly-brained, but never for long. He gets distracted briefly and then when you’ve relaxed with a relaxing book or something else for some lovely, long-awaited non-Beetlejuice related time, he pops up again in place of your chair and its very, very awkward when you slowly notice the warm, sort of damp feeling of his belly, chest and legs and the, seemingly perpetual bulge in his trousers.) isn’t a new concept for him. But he doesn’t take the hint, either. He’s nasty and he likes to be the bane of people’s existences.

Especially you! ~ You’re his fave! Congrats.

Every rebuff and nasty look you give him makes him ��love’ you even more. Mm, sexy.

Not the type to chain you up anywhere or kidnap you (Except for frequent day trips- he’ll always take you back home though). No, no. He makes your regular, everyday life difficult instead, by popping up at school (And I mean University. Or at the very least year 12) or work, at lunch dates, at the shops (Changing rooms come to mind), etc. You’re the only one who can see him, like Lizzie and Drop Dead Fred, but he can touch things and make a whole mess and you’ve been kicked out of shops, restaurants and classes for, not just being noisy, or disrupting people, no- The words used most often are ‘wreaking havoc’. 

He just pops up, and he doesn’t care at all what you’re doing- he’ll take one look at it and make some ‘fun’ out of it. Steal things (Like lollies, pills, condoms, and smokes and alcohol- yes, he will smash glass and pop behind counters to grab shit) and shove them down your clothes to hide it (Which is loud and obvious and you get caught), massacre a prized garden to get you flowers (Roots, worms and dirt still intact) to serenade you with (song and dance included and, of course, improvised) which distracts you entirely and makes you unresponsive or weird to people who cant see him, flicker the channels on a TV you’re watching with some friends and turn on a porn channel when the remote is in your hands, or just outright try to ravage you right there in the middle of class. What does he care what happens? Getting you frustrated and embarrassed is half the fun.

Freddy is not the only one that has you waking up with markings or changed in some way, nay. BJ changes your clothes in your sleep- usually to his signature black and white stripes.

Your continued braveness and the fact that you refuse to give in to him and just give up entirely… uhh, well, it turns him on. Hence the perpetual bulge in his pants around you.

(And he is around you MUCH. OF THE. TIME.)

Freddy Krueger:

Like said in the first section, this is not a brand new kinda situation for him. In fact, he prefers it, likes it this way. Especially seeing as you’re strong and won’t give up trying to get away. Gives him a chance to use his… you know… whole personality, and full abilities, to break you. And once he has, you’ll be his little pet.

Look, before we get into the nightmare of it all, I’ll say this for you: At least you wake up. For BJ, he can come and get Reader whenever he wants (And he does). Freddy’s at least confined to the dream world.

But, of course, the dream world also does offer its own advantages for your antagonist. Because, as we all well know, Freddy can conjure, be or make up anything he wants. The sky is not the limit- its but a suggestion. Which brings us to this horrendous thing that he loves to do to you.

Beetlejuice takes the place of the chair you’re sitting in- Freddy takes place of your crush. He sets up neat little dreams for you where you’re with your crush (It could be real life, celebrity, or fictional. Whatever. Just someone you’re attracted to and have innocent feelings towards that he can warp, distort and pervert. Nothing is sacred here) and then at the last moment, like a reverse froggy prince kind of deal, your crush turns into Freddy and he has some terrible pun and he kisses you, and it’s all very shocking and unpleasant. And you never see it coming because you’re dreaming. No, it’ll always be just as horrifying.

Its not just people you have warm, fuzzy feelings for that he perverts and distorts, no. Hobbies that make you feel at peace, that he knows make you feel safe and forget about him for a little while. You better hope he doesn’t find out about things like that because if he does discover that, that you’re enjoying a peaceful and hopeful moments, he’ll figure out how to immediately crush that. Conjure up a nightmare for you where all you can paint or draw or write about are horrible memories about him or where you can’t help but obey him and literally destroy the special object that maybe your parents gave you, or you got yourself at a hard time that reminds you that you’ll be okay in any way, with your own two hands. 

Because that’s what Freddy does, its why he’s scary- he takes something so comforting that we know will always be there for us and take us away from the world for a little bit like sleep and our snuggly beds and ruins it.

There aren’t many mornings that you wake up without a new cut or bruise or other kind of mark. He once took a dream permanent marker and wrote his name across your forehead in thick font and that materialised in real life for a whole 3 days.