#i begin this post with ladies because im a woman and this post is for me primarily and anyone else who needs it and also idc abt men

[violentdevotion]

ladies listen to me. i know you're sleepy. i know your bed is so so so comfy. i know if you move even a little bit you won't be able to go to sleep but do not skip moisturising. it's not worth the pain. you've finally got your skin to a manageable position where you don't need to drown it for it to not hurt when you smile but don't let that let you become complacent. do not skip moisturising tonight

[whorekneecentral]

The Night Before Christmas

Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader

Warnings: snow storms, delayed flights, slight disappointment, mention of a christmas miracle, hitchhiking - don't worry andrea is there for adult supervision, incorrect ski terms and whatnot - idk I don't ski, old ladies love joris, fear of flying/small planes, oral (f!receiving), penetrative sex (p in v), creampie, cuddles in bed.

Word Count: 2,225

Author's Note: so sorry for the delay in posting this, I've been in a bit of a slump lately and im trying to get back on schedule with the posting, bare with me lmao

merry smutmas series

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A massive snow storm delays Charles’ flight home for the holidays and you both begin to give up hope but a Christmas miracle occurs.

Christmas was a bit of a mess this year.

December 24th and Charles Leclerc was stranded in Italy with Andrea and Joris. Charles had gone because he had a Christmas event to do with Ferrari, Joris and Andrea had accompanied him but they decided to go up north and go skiing for the remainder of the week.

They hadn't planned to push it so close to Christmas and then the snow came down; the stupid snow which blocked the roads and left them stranded in the mountains of Italy.

You were a bit disappointed when your boyfriend called to tell you that he wouldn't be able to make it home in time for Christmas. You asked him if there was anything you could do and he told you because of the snow, he wasn't exactly sure when he'd get home.

Charles could hear the disappointment in your voice, and it made him sad to know that he wasn't gonna be able to be home in time to spend Christmas with you.

It was as if Andrea could read Charles' mind; "what?"

"We have to get out of here, we need to go home."

"I know," Andrea tells him, Joris looks up from his laptop, "everything is closed, the roads, the airport, like.. we're stuck."

Charles was nothing if not determined. He made it his mission to make it home in time to spend Christmas with you - bit of a tight task considering it was 10pm on Christmas eve. Nonetheless, he and the boys rallied up - not like Joris or Andrea had a choice - and followed Charles out of the ski resort.

They made it about 2 miles down the road trudging through the snow before they finally came across a ski ranger, the man on his way down the mountain to pick up something they needed on the resort. He was kind enough to let them get in, the 3 of them squished into the back seat as the ranger drove them down. Due to the snow, it took them triple the time to go down than it took to go up but it was progress nonetheless.

Once they made it to the town, they were at crossroads again. How are they going to make it to the airport?

It was a one step at the time sort of plan, if they thought too far ahead, they'd just give up.

Joris wanders into the one place that was still open, a little bakery that was run by the older couple that lived there and they had a grandson who lived not too far off from the airport. The roads were cleared down there but they had no car.

The couple happened to be closing up for the night and on the way to their grandson's, the older woman took a liking to Joris, holding his arm as he led her over to their car.

"Charles!" Joris shouts, waving his friend over. Andrea and Charles wandering over. "Yeah?"

"This is Maria, she and her husband are on their way to grandson's, who lives like-" "He lives five minutes from the airport, let us take you."

"Are you sure?" Charles asks her, as much as he wants to get home, he wouldn't want to put a sweet old woman out of her way.

The woman pinches Charles's cheek, "yes please, I cannot leave you out in the cold. Come, come." She tells him, Andrea helps the older gentleman put all the luggage into the trunk, the 5 of them getting into the car - Charles, Joris and Andrea squished into the backseat again.

The older gentleman, Joe, was just as sweet and welcoming as his wife. They told them stories from when they moved there, how they opened their bakery and their family. As much as Charles appreciated their kind gesture, he was wondering if maybe he should have offered to drive them to the airport.

At some point, an excruciatingly long 3 hour drive - Joe drove slower than most, they made it to the airport.

Maria rolls the window down, saying goodbye to Joris. The photographer holds her hand as she calls for Charles. "Make sure you come back! And bring your girlfriend."

"We will, thank you both so much. I don't know what I can do to repay you."

"Take us to the race next year," Joe calls from next to his wife. Charles laughs, "sounds good, I'll come back and bring your passes."

The 3 of them run into the airport, the boards in front of them display only one word listed to all of the flights - canceled.

Big, bold, red letters crush Charles's heart and his chances of getting home.

Joris pats his friend's shoulder, Andrea already one step ahead of them trying to see if they were anything they could get on to make it home in time - after all, he wanted to get home to his family too.

It's an hour of Andrea bickering with the very tired and annoyed woman behind the counter before Charles joins him, asking her if there was anything they could get on to go home.

The flight to France was 2 hours, he'd manage anything at this point.

"There's one flight, a small passenger plane. I'd have to ask the pilot first."

"Please," Charles says, "I'll pay extra if I need to."

After what felt like another hour the woman finds them and tells them to follow her; she checks them in, getting their passes to them before directing them to where they'd meet the pilot for their flight.

When she said it was a small plane, Charles was expecting small but not this small.

The plane looked like those water planes you'd take from the mainland to an island - it didn't hold more than 6 people.

Charles is just clinging to his seat, counting down the minutes until he can get off that plane. He feels his ears pop, the thud as the plane meets the runway in Nice and he's thanking every god out there for that. They thank the pilot, trying to figure out if they should take the train or just drive home.

None of them have a car at the airport and thank god, it wasn't snowing.

It was Christmas morning, the airport was a madhouse and Charles didn't typically do this but he did use his F1 status to get them a rental, he signed a few autographs for the staff behind the counter and they were off again.

The sun is peeking over the Monaco pier, Andrea drove them home because Charles was too antsy to drive. They dropped him off first.

"Thank you guys, really." He says, standing on the curb with his suitcase.

"We didn't have a choice," Joris tells him jokingly, Andrea nods. "Tell y/n we said Merry Christmas."

"I will," Charles smiles, wishing his friends well before waving them off.

It was good to be home; the man made his way up to your shared apartment, the lights off as you were still sleeping - your soft snores filling his ears as he quietly made his way to the bedroom.

You're tucked away under the covers, the blanket wrapped you up and kept you warm during a lack of Charles in bed. He knew you were a deep sleeper, the fact that he had accidentally slammed the door and it hadn't woken you was sign enough.

He stripped out of his clothes, making his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth. At some point he thought he heard you shift, he peeked out the door way to find you still sleeping.

Charles joined you in bed shortly after, his arm snaking around your waist, the coldness from the bracelet he had on startled you. Your body responded before you could, taking a second to gather your thoughts - the fight or flight kicking in.

He presses a kiss to the back of your shoulder, the smell of his cologne and toothpaste filled your surroundings. "Charles, you're home," you whispered, turning to face the man.

You couldn't fully believe it, not after his call last night, telling you that he wouldn't be making it home.

Your boyfriend smiles, kissing your forehead. "I'm here."

"How?" You mumbled, moving closer to him. Charles's hand presses to your back, rubbing the bare skin softly. "It's a long story, for another time."

You hum, not really caring for the story at the moment. All that matters is that Charles was home and he was home for Christmas. You opened your eyes slightly, peeking at your boyfriend. Both of you wore the same sleepy look - you having just woken up and Charles after a long night of traveling.

You kissed his chin, the man hummed in response. You follow the structure of his face, moving from his chin to his jaw and up to his sideburns, down his cheeks and finally to his lips. Charles pulls you flush against him, his lips holding your hostage.

It had been a long week apart and you both missed each other terribly. Andrea often says you two are like high school kids, all young and in love.

Your arms wrap over his shoulders, pulling the man on top of you. Charles settled himself between your hips. Your boyfriend pulls away from your lips, much to your dismay and finds himself moving down to your neck, along your collarbones and to your chest. Now propped up on your elbows, you watch as your boyfriend's head dips, his teeth softly grazing your stomach on his way to between your legs.

Charles glances up at you and pulls your panties to the side. He was close enough that you could feel his breath on you, your head dropping back when his tongue finally met you.

You look down at your boyfriend between your legs; the man smiling up at you as his arms hook your thighs to pull down flat on his face. 

Your hips buck when you feel his tongue against your clit, your hand gripping on his hair. Charles’s hand on your hip rocks you back and forth slightly, just enough that he can hear his name fall from your lips. 

Your hand rests on his cheek, “I can't believe you're home.” Your eyes meet his blue ones. 

“I'm right here, baby.”

You pull him back down for another kiss. Charles’ hand slips between the two of you, thumb pressed to your clit. Your back arches from the sudden touch, moaning against his lips. 

Charles smiles, his heart fluttering every time knowing he’s the one that reduces you to nothing more than a whimpering mess. 

“Please,” you pull on his hair, “Charles.” 

“What?” He asks, rubbing circles with his thumb. 

You can’t help the whimper slipping past your lips. “Fuck me, please.” You ask sweetly and how could he ever say no to you? 

Charles finds himself moving to hitch your leg on his hip, lining himself up with you before pushing into you. Your back arches and he gives you a second to adjust to him before moving. You’re biting your lip so hard, you probably drew blood.

Your hand drags down his torso, pressed against his toned stomach when you speak. “You feel so good,” you whisper, knowing you can’t speak any louder.  

“Yeah?” He calls, hand slipping between the two of you. 

Your red nails, painted for the holidays, digging into his skin, leaving matching red marks matching the colour of your nails against his pale skin. “Fuck- please yes.” 

Charles doesn’t quit; his fingers rubbing on your clit, the other hand moving your leg from his hip to rest over his shoulder. Just when his ego couldn’t get any bigger, it did. The 16 hanging off the silver chain around your neck, sitting flat against your sternum. 

He can’t help but lean down and press a kiss to it, in the process pushing your leg back. The sound that left your mouth was nothing if not music to his ears. 

The sudden ego boost, Charles takes his chance to ask you. “Who makes you feel this good, amour?” 

You’re trying to answer him but between keeping the same position and his excruciating pace, you couldn't bring yourself to answer him. 

Charles asks again. “Who makes you feel this good, amour ?” 

A strangled answer slips past your swollen lips; “You, only you Charles.” 

The answer satisfies his ego, his focus is making you cum. His hips hitting the back of your thighs, your boyfriend has now moved your other leg over his shoulders. 

“Charles-” you call, your eyes meeting his. He can feel the way you’re clenching around him, his hand moving back to your clit. 

“I know,” he hums, “me too.” 

A few more sloppy thrusts and both of you fall over the edge, one after the other. Charles kisses by your ankle before letting your legs down, settling against you between your legs still. 

Passing a hand through his hair, you smile at your boyfriend; his eyes all droopy and a sleepy smile on his face.

"You're here," you whispered, he nodded and his stubble scratched against your bare skin. "I'm here."

You hum quietly, the sun shining through the curtains in the room, the two of you cuddled up in each other's arms.

"Shall we open gifts?" Charles asks and you shake your head, "they're not going anywhere, let's stay in bed for a bit longer."

He smiles, pressing a kiss to your soft skin. "I like that idea."

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[rinrinx2]

hi!! i saw that ur requests were open so i was wondering if you could do ran x reader where reader cheats on him 🙏🙏🙏 i hate that in every fic im reading ran is the dishonest one like please give miss yn a break 😫

I made this kind of like a historical vibes because I felt like it. Hope you like it :)

The lady of cheating

Ran x reader

Warnings: Historical AU, s£x, mentions of cheating, Sanzu, language

Feeling his cold hands move across your body as your purred in pleasure. Not allowing you to catch your breath as he rutted into you over and over again.

Feeling his fingers pinch as your already hardened nipples as you were bent on all fours.

The feeling of the silk fabric being pushed up further around your waist as he pushed deeper into you. Taking in the desperate moans of the man atop of you.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful” he whispered breathily into your ear.

Eyes still shut as you let his comment waver over you, as he couldn’t even see your face in this position.

Yours walls beginning to tighten with each thrust, and from the feeling of his heavy balls smacking against your drenched hole you could tell he was close too.

And all to sudden you felt it, like a tsunami of wet pushed against his cock as you milked him for his seed, allowing him to shoot deep into you.

As your cunt swallowed up his seed letting it seep into the deepest parts of your womb.

You fell flat on the futon, as you heard the man who was once atop of you now lay on the side of the futon.

Hearing as he desperately gasped for air trying to catch his breath.

Turning your head to peak at the man as your armed covered your face from him.

Taking in the pinkish hue of his hair and the diamond shape scar of his cheeks.

And you might’ve not been caught starring had he not turned his head to look at you. With a smile plastered on his face in his post pleasure bliss, as he started into the two orbs of your eyes which sparkled in the light before he began to sit up.

Slowly getting on his feet as he began to tie his jinbei. The dark navy colour of it clashing with the cherry blossom colour of his hair.

“Same time next week” the man said as he kissed the top of your head as he exited the small room sliding the shoji door close.

You finally felt enough strength enter your body to sit up straight. Looking around as you absorbed in your environment, the discarded layers of silk of your uchikake on the tatami flooring.

Taking a deep breath before you found yourself standing on your legs, feeling the pain in-between your legs from your previous activities.

It was this pain that reminded you to look for any bruises that might have been left on your body. You examined yourself starting from the inner of your thighs to the mounds of your breast and finally grabbing a hand mirror which placed on the Chabudai as a display, luckily finding no marks.

You’d hate for him to find any evidence of your activities with another. You could only imagine the horror which would paint his face if he ever found markings on your body which was not by his accord.

Finally the pain subsided enough for you to leave the room you used to please the man with the cherry blossom hair.

“Hi (Y/N)-chan” a girl greeted as she walked passed you.

“Hi Miko” you greeted back as you made your way to your room to change.

Swiftly changing into a simple lilac yukata to combat the summer heat of the late midday.

Your simple yukata allowing you to blend in with the normal people around you as you made you way to the entrance of yukaku.

“(Y/N)-chan, you’re off so swiftly?” You heard the older woman who you and many other girls of the yukaku referred to as mother.

“She’s in a hurry to see that man” Hachiko giggled to mother and a few other girls in her company.

“You mean the tall handsome one” Shoko added with a teasing smile.

“Yes that one, he has a tattoo on his neck” Chihoro said with wide eyes as she relayed the information to mother and the other girls.

“A thug ?” Mother said with worry causing the other girls to laugh.

“His not a thug” you said rolling your eyes at the words of the young women your resided with.

“His a business man and a charming one at that” you said sticking out your tongue playfully as you took your leave.

“You’re late” Ran said with a raised brow and a smirk painted on his lips.

“Sorry I was busy washing clothes” you lied as you took his hand.

The warmth of his hands overwhelming the cold sensation of yours, that was not to long ago touching another man.

“You know when I marry you, you won’t have to work this hard anymore” Ran said as he brought you over to a bench that was placed right under a cherry blossom tree.

You looked at the blossom noting the colour to be the exact colour of the other man’s hair, unlike Ran’s whose hair was the colour wisteria.

“You should let me come and meet your family, I bet they would be delighted to find you with a manner like me. A man who will provide for you” Ran added as he looked into your eyes, his hand finding your chin as he brought your lips closer to his as he waited for an answer from you.

“Ran you - ” you began to speak but before you could finish Ran finished your sentence for you.

“I can’t. I know (Y/N) you’ve been telling me for awhile now” Ran said as he removed his hand from your chin and the other from your hand leaving them once again cold.

“I don’t understand why you’re so ashamed of them”

It wasn’t that you were ashamed of them. It was that the people who you referred to as your family were actually blood related to you they were you sisters in the yukaku.

You didn’t know how it would look on you if he was seen hand in hand with the most well known Oiran of the red light distract, about to go ask her ‘family’ for her hand in marriage.

“Or is it me you’re ashamed of” Ran said his eyes burning hot with anger and sadness.

The only person you were ashamed of was yourself. Laying with different men day in and day out. Moaning for them, allowing them to touch you in places that Ran had yet to discover. In simple terms you were cheater. And you knew, feeling the wait of this everytime a man rutted into you, everytime a man released himself into you and everytime they kissed you tenderly.

And even though your clientele was more reserved due to your status as oiran it didn’t make you feel any better at the fact to at you were still seeing other men behind Ran’s back.

“I’m not ashamed of you Ran. I’m just not ready yet” you said trying your best to hold back a sob.

“When will you be ready (Y/N). I love you, can’t you see it. I want to spend every second with you, I never want you to depart my side”

You bit your lip looking down at the fallen cherry blossoms, trying you best to find an answer.

“I don’t know” you replied honestly.

You weren’t sure when you would tell Ran about what you were or who you were doing.

You felt as Ran’s arms grabbed at your waist bringing your closer to him, feeling the as his lips met your forehead similar to how the man you were pleasuring not to long ago.

“I understand, you may take your time but please do not take to long” Ran whispered to you.

Ran’s words echoed in your mind as you closed your eyes tightly holding onto him with conviction afraid for the day that he would push you away.

You and Ran clung onto each other for a moment longer before you began to open your eyes and the pink colour of the cherry blossoms once again caught your attention.

And all to sudden the sweet moment the two of you had was ruined by the thoughts of how only a few hours ago you were begging out for the man with the diamond scars, and the feeling of regret was only intensified at the realisation that you enjoyed that pink haired man. Loving the way he made you feel.

Mother was right, you thought. Oiran’s could never be loved by one when they sold their bodies to others.

“You’re cheating on him (Y/N)-chan. Every other client you never see again but that cherry blossom haired one you see every week, he has fallen for you and you for him. It is no longer transactional, your emotions are intertwined and so are Ran’s” Michiko’s words rang through your head as you felt Ran’s grip on your hand tighten pulling you out of your thoughts.

“I love you” Ran said.

But you did not reply rather placing a soft kiss of his cheek, the kiss of a cheater.

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[seethesin]

do you know what you want?

pairing: Shane McCutcheon x F!Reader

tags/warnings: cursing, sexual content, fingering, semi-public sex (mdni, 18+)

a/n: seeing this post in the shane mccutcheon tag made me go feral, im not gonna lie. thank you and full credit to @enzo32sposts for inspiring this fanfic. i hope you don't mind that i wrote this, because this one's for you :)

It seemed like every lesbian in Los Angeles was forcing her way into Wax for one reason and one reason only: Shane McCutcheon.

Truthfully, you didn't understand the hype. Sure, the woman had talent. But you were skeptical that the raving reviews she got were based solely on her hairdressing capabilities. You knew well enough that those hands were doing more than adjusting hairlines.

Your thoughts took a turn when your best friend was able to nab an appointment with the legendary Shane. She raved on the phone for a half hour after and when the two of you met up for brunch, you had to take a double take. Between the intricate layering, highlights, and volume, you didn't even recognize your friend. She looked incredible.

Shane McCutcheon made her look incredible.

And you needed to know what it was that made Shane so coveted by the community.

So here you were—a month later, it was the soonest Shane had available—sitting inside the Wax waiting room. You managed to fill the last appointment slot for the day, much to your relief. You probably should have decided what exactly you wanted done, but you were more interested in participating in this... experience than anything else.

"[Y/N]?"

Snapping back to reality at the sound of your name, you finally come face-to-face with the lothario who enraptured more women than you knew.

Shane McCutcheon.

"That's me," you reply, gathering your belongings as you approach Shane. Your gazes lock and the faintest glint streaks across her eyes. Maybe your brain was playing tricks on you, but you could have sworn you saw her look you over. The ladies were right; Shane was easy on the eyes.

Too easy.

"Great, I'm Shane," she starts, extending her hand to you. You take it swiftly, giving a polite shake. You can't help but map out the callouses of Shane's fingertips at your initial contact. The thought of them inside you flickers across your mind and you immediately dismiss it. "Follow me around back and I'll get you started."

You nod in return. You keep pace with Shane, stepping through into her studio as she pulls the curtain open for you. Pulling it back shut, she motions for you to sit. You do so, quickly placing your belongings on the side table and out of the way of Shane's workstation.

"So," she starts, walking towards you from behind. She's studying you through the mirror, her fingers wrapping around the top edges of the chair. Another vulgar idea takes over your thoughts. It's harder for you to get rid of this one.

"What are you here for?"

Your teeth dig into your lower lip, brows furrowing as you try to think of something on the fly. You really should have decided before coming in. But Christ, how do you think when you have this woman—who looks so much hotter in person compared to all the ridiculous descriptions your friend gave you—stationed right behind you?

She was too close to you to be considered professional. You swallow and the faintest hint of a smirk pulls at the corners of her lips.

"Well," you begin, trying to maintain some control of this situation. When did it get so hot in here? "I want something—"

You stop breathing entirely.

Shane's hands are in your hair, smoothing and styling it as she watches you through the mirror. It's natural for hairdressers to touch your hair. So why is it such a shock to the system when Shane does it?

Shane's grinning now, eyes shining as she waits for you to speak again. She must have felt you freeze underneath her hands.

"I want something different." Her hands retreat from your scalp and slide back down to the top of your chair. You choke back the whine threatening to escape your lips at the sudden loss of contact. She's still looking at you through the mirror and a low hum of acknowledgment rumbles out her throat. She steps away from you, turning around to ready her tools.

"Okay," her voice trails off, and you can't help but steal a glance at her through the mirror. Shane looked good even from the back. The jeans she was wearing accentuate her behind too well. You like the leather jacket she has on too; you had to refrain from asking her where she got it from.

You look away as soon as she turns around, bringing her styling tools towards her workstation. "That doesn't really help me though."

You respond with a petulant huff. You weren’t exactly helping yourself either.

She slithers back behind you, serpentining her arms on top of the armrests of your chair. Your arms reflexively pull towards your torso at the skin-to-skin contact, your hands settling into your lap. Shane chuckles and slowly, she leans forward. Her breath fans against your cheek and the caress of her lips against your ear is searing. You flinch.

If possible, her voice drops an octave.

"What do you want, [Y/N]?"

Fuck.

"You." It comes out without warning and as soon as you say it, your eyes go wide. The flush crawls up your neck and blooms across your face as you watch Shane. She is absolutely delighted and a stupid, smug smile cracks across her face.

"That's better. I can work with that."

She spins the chair so that the two of you could finally stare at each other. Without warning, her lips crash into yours. Your brain is spinning, unable to form anything coherent at the moment. The only thing you can focus on was matching Shane's vigor.

Her hands are on either side of your face, her fingers digging through your hair. Cautiously, your hands creep up to Shane's shoulders. The way she kisses is overstimulating. Between her tongue flicking against the roof of your mouth and her teeth gnawing on your lower lip, you didn't know what to expect next. However, you refuse to sit there, hapless and needy.

With a surge of newfound confidence, you yank her down closer to you. She moans in approval as you kiss, her hands now trailing down your neck before finding purchase on your waist. She shuffles closer to you, bending her leg so that her knee presses against your pussy.

You gasp.

Shane smiles innocuously, pulling away from the kiss. Her knee burrows further between your legs.

"Tell me what you want me to do," she rasps, loving the way she makes you squirm. Instead, you find the strength to shove her jacket off, exposing the white t-shirt underneath. Her nipples are perky against the fabric and it makes your mouth water. You want them in your mouth.

"Fuck me."

Shane bobs her head in a curt nod and immediately removes her knee. The lack of friction makes you shudder, but it's only temporary. Shane's lips are back on yours and her hands and trailing down to your groin. She's making quick work of your pants button, tugging the zipper before shoving the offending garment down to your calves. Her hands hook around your knees and—without breaking the kiss—you cant your hips forward. Shane's already on top of your unspoken command. Her fingers slip under the waistband of your underwear and yank them down to join your pants. One arm hooks around your waist while the opposite hand buries itself into your cunt.

Her middle finger strokes from your clit to slit, prodding gently before plunging inside of you. She begins to pump slowly, trailing wet kisses down your neck. She peeks up at you through dark, hooded lids as she bites the base of your neck.

Your fingers are already lacing into her hair, gripping so tightly your knuckles are white. Shallow, staccato moans begin to push from your chest as your hips jut forward. Shane sucks the bruise already forming on your skin and runs her tongue across it. The two of you lock eyes and she sneers. You give her hair a tug, warning her to stay on track.

You start to roll your hips impatiently, needing more than just one finger. The attempt at coaxing her works much better than you anticipate. Her ring finger joins the fray and suddenly, her thrusts grow deeper.

"Didn't peg you as a brat," she muses, digits curling as she fingerfucks you. Her tongue flickers at your throat.

"'m not," you start, slamming your hips to meet her brutal thrusts. "I know what I want."

"About time."

The heel of her hand swivels against your clit and you tremble. One hand—at this point, you couldn't tell if it was yours and hers—flies into your hair, gripping tightly as you tilt back into the salon chair. The coil in your stomach snaps and your orgasm washes over you. Shane's lips are back on yours, most likely to swallow the moans bubbling from your chest. She lets you ride her fingers as you cum, brushing your clit gently with her thumb as you bask in the aftershocks.

Shane is patient and slowly, pulls back from the kiss. She waits until your breathing evens out before unsheathing her fingers. Her lips envelope around them and nonchalantly, she sucks them clean.

Your clit throbs.

"Well," Shane leans forward, your noses brushing against each other. "If we had more time, I could have eaten you out too."

You quirk your eyebrows at her.

"Who said this was the only time you could fuck me?" Shane licks her lips, pupils dilating as she ogles you.

It's your turn to smirk.

"I should get to your hair first." Shane spins the chair back around so that you face the mirror. After a moment of observation, you begin to laugh. Your hair is completely unkempt; wild and frizzy from all the grabbing.

"No, keep it like this."

Shane gawks at you.

"Why?"

"Because it's exactly what I wanted." Something different.

[amyispxnk]

It Hurts to be Something, Chapter 1 - Watch the Carnage Unfold.

Joel Miller x f!reader

Series summary: You and Joel were separated the night Cordyceps overtook the world. 20 years later, you finally find eachother - but things won't be the same as they were before.

Chapter Summary: A day that was supposed to be filled with fun and surprises ended up to be the beginning of the end for the world as you knew it.

A/N: WOOOO IM DOING A SERIES HERE’S THE FIRST CHAPTER IM SO SCARED TO POST

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: fluff, pet names, kissing, blood, mention of guns, infection, death

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DO NOT COPY THIS WORK IN ANY WAY PLS AND TY.

7:15AM the red numbers on the clock blinked as it beeped at a painfully loud level of noise.

“Alarm!” Sarah shouted as she banged on Joel’s bedroom door as he blinked himself awake. “Yeah, thanks honey!” He called back as he gently shook you to wake you up too.

“Hey.” He smiled at you, brushing a strand of hair out of your eyes as you blearily looked up at him. “Gotta get up. ‘S almost 7:30.” He told you.

“Oh, shit. Okay, thanks.” You mumbled as you tried forcing yourself up and out of the bed, but it was so warm.. You just wanted to stay there forever. You couldn’t bring yourself to get up.

“C’mon sweetheart, we gotta go.” He said with a chuckle at your sleepy state.

“Fine.” You groaned as you got up, stumbling over to the bathroom and getting yourself ready, washing your face and brushing your teeth as Joel came behind you and wrapped his arms around you, pressing soft kisses to your neck which made you giggle slightly.

“What?” He grinned.

“Your beard’s all tickly.” You smirked as he let out a laugh before trailing more kisses on your body, making you laugh as you playfully pushed him off. He leaned back against the wall of the bathroom and watched you get ready, admiring you. Even without makeup and all that other shit you felt like you had to put on he thought you were the most gorgeous woman in the world.

“You gonna keep starin’ or you plan on getting ready too?” You teased as you started brushing your hair.

“Why can’t I admire my pretty lady?” He countered as you tilted your head at him, giving him a look.

“Because Sarah needs to go to school and I need to get to work and - So. Do. You.” You poked him in the chest with each word to add emphasis before ushering him to go shower and get ready too.

After about 20 minutes, you both came down the stairs. As soon as Sarah saw you she immediately commented on how slow you two were, and what the hell were you doing that took so long?! The language she used in the latter sentence earned her a stern glare from Joel as you laughed at her and prepared breakfast. There was no pancake mix, much to your dismay, and Sarah thought it was a great idea to make eggs whilst waiting for the two of you. You were scooping the eggs out of the pan when you saw not one, not two, but almost a dozen pieces of eggshell in there.

“Sarah, honey, how on earth did you manage to get all these shells in here?” You asked with raised eyebrows as you dug out another piece of shell. “What!” She laughed. “It’s extra calcium, for your old bones.” She teased as she walked up to you and grabbed herself a plate, barely sitting down before digging in and scoffing the food.

“Woah, woah there - calm down, don’t need you chokin’ this early in the mornin’.” Joel said as he sipped from his mug of coffee, kissing you on the cheek as you gave him his food and then sat with them at the table to eat.

After some of chatter about school, friends, how the contracting is going, Joel’s birthday - the topic making you and Sarah give each other a cheeky glance as you remembered what you had planned for him and making Joel look at you both confusedly - and so on, you all finished breakfast and you put the dishes away, doing some final checks on the house like checking the windows were locked and making sure the pink camellias Joel had gotten you were watered properly, before you all got into Joel’s pickup truck; you swore it was going to fall apart one of these days, paint peeling and engine sputtering for a good 20 seconds as Joel tried starting the damn thing up.

Eventually, it started to work and you all drove to Sarah’s school. You helped her out and offered to walk her up there - an offer which she swiftly denied, telling you that it was embarrassing and no one else did that, causing you to raise your hands in defence as you laughed at how worked up she got over it.

“Alright, alright. I’ll see ya later, okay?” She nodded and gave you a small smile, but you couldn’t help yourself and leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead before walking away. She tried looking annoyed but she secretly loved when you did things like that with her, it was sweet.

You waved her goodbye and Joel started the truck up again, driving to your workplace.

“I told you you don’t have to drive me to work everytime y’know.” You said as you neared the hospital.

“Uh-huh, and I want to anyway. Not lettin’ you take the damn bus to work every mornin’, saves money that way and it means I get t’ spend more time with ya.” He grinned.

“That’s true.” You agreed as the car came to a stop in the parking lot.

“Okay, I’m gonna go then. You don’t needa pick me up today, gotta get your birthday party ready early and we all know you’re gonna take ages.” You smirked as you wiggled your eyebrows at him.

He tipped his head back against the headrest with a small groan. “Y’ still so adamant about that, huh?” He said as he looked to you sideways.

“Hey, it’s not just me! Sarah’s been wantin’ to do it for so long too, got some special stuff planned for ya.” You grinned, before getting out of the car.

“Fine. I’ll see ya later then.” He said, getting out of the car and kissing you one final time before getting back in the car and driving to his worksite.

10:39PM the analog clock on the wall of the reception at the hospital ticked as you looked up at it. Less than an hour left. Of course they needed you to work extra today, and of course you had to say yes because money is money and you want to look good in your department anyway, and this would show you could work hard. It’s fine though, you’ll still probably be home before Joel anyway.

People were filing into the hospital just as your shift was about to end a few hours prior, and they told you they needed you to stay. Something about people twitching like crazy, groaning and gurgling, with no clear reason as to why - so they needed you and as many people as they could to try figure out what the hell was going on and sort these people out.

No more than 5 minutes later, there was a crash and a shriek from one of the examining rooms and you rushed over with a few other doctors. One of them, Sam, opened the door and let out a yell similar to the one you’d heard before. When you went to see what was going on, the patient lurched onto him and pushed him to the ground, sinking its teeth into his neck before you could even process the sight before you in the room.

The doctor who was performing the examination in there was bleeding out onto the floor, flesh torn and teeth marks visible on her neck. Her eyes were wide and frozen, cold without any emotion in them anymore as her lifeless body lay there. You were positively horrified, and although you wished you were braver in that moment, you weren’t. You left Sam to die, figuring there was no way to save him and not wanting to take a chance if there was.

You didn’t even grab your bag, you didn’t even get out of your PPE or anything as you rushed out of the hospital, leaving the utter carnage that had erupted inside behind you as you took off down the street. You had to get home, you had to find Joel and Sarah and make sure they were okay. You’d hole up inside or something, surely he had a gun there, you’d be safe together, they just had to be okay.

You turned down the street and barely managed to shield yourself from an explosion of flames coming from a car which had crashed into a building, completely blocking your path. Shit, shit, shit. You didn’t have another way to get home which was fast enough - you couldn’t get to them in time without completely risking your life, and what would be the point if you got attacked and bitten?

Turning down a street corner, you found a store which had the shutters down but a side door which was cracked open the slightest bit, and you darted for it, not even thinking if any of those things were inside.

You rushed in and slammed the door behind you, panting heavily as you looked around. Noone was there. You searched for any stairs that might lead to a second floor which could have people on it, but there were none. You were safe for now, but you needed to get back onto the street, you needed to get home. Maybe there was a gun here, or something that would be useful. You needed protection if you were to get back.

You searched behind the counter and let out a sigh of relief when you found a handgun and some boxes with ammo inside the drawer with it, quickly pocketing them and peeking outside the shutters of the store. Still a total mess out there, you had to formulate some sort of plan before just running out if you didn’t want to get killed.

Your eyes darted around the scene before you until you saw an alleyway which had a sign with your neighbourhood name on it. Of course, how did you not think of that? There were a multitude of small streets that could help you get home.

You checked your gun one last time before bolting out of the store and running to the alley, pushing past screaming people on your way. You shoved a gate open at the end of the alley and you were about to turn onto the next street when you saw one of them, its back turned to you before it let out a growl and began to turn around. You hastily pressed yourself back against the wall, just behind the corner, concealing yourself as best you could and thanking God when it ran past you down the other way.

After what seemed like hours, you finally made it home. You pushed the door open and screamed for anyone - Joel, Sarah, even fucking Tommy, to no avail. You searched every room, praying for no bodies and you guessed your prayers had been answered when no one was there. That was good, but now you were alone. You looked around and noticed Joel’s coat was back on the hanger, meaning he’d gotten home already. That means the two of them were at least together, and probably safe too since Joel knew his way around a gun.

You paced around for a minute or two as you tried to gather your thoughts and figure out what to do.

You decided that you had to try to find them, even if you thought they were safe, you had to know.

Searching the house didn’t bring you many resources and you walked back out onto the street, if you could get out of the city.. Find somewhere with less people around, less of these sick people that could get you infected too, you’d be safe. That’s probably what Joel was thinking when he left, at least you hoped it was as you made your way out of the neighbourhood and as far away as you could get from Austin.

Thank you sm for reading, I hope you enjoyed! This is the beginning of my first series ever and God I hope it’s good. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated and requests are open. 💞

[allihavenegativethoughts]

Okay so this not FINISHED. Im posting because i wonder peoples replies. Also English is not my mother language! So please beware of that. This story will be 3 chapters only. If someone request other imagines or stories. Im gonna try to write.

SUMMARY: You’re Rhaenyra’s sister. Your father King Viserys married to Alicent Hightower and have three children. You intrigued especially the second born son Aemond Targaryen. Two of you grow up together until Rhaenyra going to Dragonstone and you went with her. He wonders that when he will able to see you again.

Aemond was nine and reader is fourteen. Now, he is eighteen and reader is twenty. And im gonna see no trouble in here.

You were Princess Rhaenyra’s sister when your mother Queen Aemma died because of childbirth. Although King Viserys has two daughters, kings hand Otto Hightower is trying to convince the king to marry someone because of he has no a son to take the throne. So King Viserys has to make a choice between marrying someone or heir to between daughter. He choosed the older sister Rhaenyra. Despite the choosing, he wedded to Alicent Hightower and their became three children. Aegon, Aemond and Heleana. At the same time, they are your and Rhaenyra’s half siblings.

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In the meantime, these conflicted family tree, Rhaneyra married to Laenor Velaryon because of strengthen to claiming to throne and they had three children. Jacaerys, Lucerys and Joffrey. At this time, you asked to uncle Daemon to train like a soldier. In your belief, you did not want to give birth child and sit like a lady’s doing. You wanted to use a sword and fight like knight. So when you said to uncle, he impressed and trained to you in secret. Because of a being princess, some people doesn't approve this. When Daemon training you some ordinary day, two eyes are watching of you. You noticed that is Aemond. You are terrified inside and out. Because you thought he’s gonna tell his mother who is Queen Alicent and his siblings. So you immediately ran and catch his shoulder before it is too late.

‘‘Look at me you 9 year old boy. If you’re gonna tell anyone about that. Im gonna take your eyes out and eat my dragon.’’ When you say that, he’s gonna cry about in no time. You realized that your words are cruel too much. You are soften and sorry about your angry. When you say that Aemond’s grows some feeling toward to you. ‘Cause you’re not like Aegon and half-brothers. You’re not mocking him at all. He knows that he gonna trust you.

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When ‘the family war’ begins you and your sister Rhaenyra and her children go to Dragonstone. Because one of her son take Aemond’s eye out when he claimed one of the biggest dragon Vhagar. You thought that this never happened. Rhaenyra said to you come with her to Dragonstone, you went with her. You wanted to stay all of this heir thing nonsense. In the meantime, Rhaenyra and Daemon married to each other in secret. You were there too.

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When all of you are calling out to Kings Landing you rhaenyra daemon and their children went to kings landing. At that time Aemond grows up and become a fine man amongst being cruel and not forgiving person. And you are beautiful woman, your white hair shines like the sun although the you are carrying a sword.

Rhaenyra and Daemon entering the castle, you and her two children Jacaerys and Lucerys, went to courtyard/training yard. Two boys see that two men training each other. When you are trying to look who he is, you noticed that the white hair and became aware that is Aemond.

‘‘Nephews. Have you come to train?’’ When he saying to them, he is not aware of her standing with them. While His eye searching for some particular reason, he saw you standing there all shine and beauty with your sword beside you. He felt his burying emotions a long time ago. When you left with his half-sister, he buried that all feeling you felt him to ground. And now you came back above 10 years. Now he feels like 9 year old boy again.

Part 2 is not ready YET. Im gonna write when i go back to home.

[queencaramilflinda]

Can I ask why you're a shriek week hater? Genuinely curious! I never watched it

Ok so I am putting this below a cut in case anyone doesn't want to look at discourse which is completely understandable. Also this got kinda long oops

Shriek week... where do I begin? Since you haven't seen the season, let me step back and explain the premise. Shriek Week was a season set at a university for monsters, DM'd by Gabe Hicks. It used a system made by Gabe called the Mythic System. Each PC (Ally Beardsley, Lily Du, Ify Nwadiwe and Dani Fernandez) plays a student at the school for monsters.

I should also preface by saying I havent seen the season since it came out years ago so this is all based on my best memory and posts about the situation

The plot. It is said in the adventuring party that the original premise for this season was for it to be a straight up and down dating sim style game, but that Gabe decided to go another direction between episodes 1&2, which means that the plot was clearly scraped together extremely last minute and is generally nonsensical. It involves clones and an evil plant and a bunch of other stuff, it's just kind of bad. The fact that the plot was shoe-horned in last minute also really effects the pacing of the season, because it was only 4 episodes long and only ever originally supposed to be a fun and quirky dating sim game.

The rail-roading. This problem is deeply connected to the previous point. I havent seen Gabe in literally anything else so in no way am I making any statement about his abilities as a DM, and I am not the type to throw the phrase rail-roading around willy-nilly. The thing is, that because the clones and evil plant monster plot got thrown in so last minute with so little time to be resolved, it a little bit took away player agency, with players consistently attempting/asking to do things only to be told no, and instead led down a very particular path. Usually I am very forgiving of this sort of behavior as DMing is very hard and it can be easy for players to get distracted from the plot at hand... however the players were brought into this game under the pretense that it would be rom-com in genre, not plot heavy. So it kind of makes sense for them to be confused and not on board with the plot that they didn't know to expect.

Terry Talbo. Ok this maybe a me thing, because I do not particularly like Ify Nwadiwe in general, but the way he plays his character Terry Talbo has always made me uncomfortable. To quote a post I made several months ago " Ify plays his character as being kind of pushy towards women, not taking no as an answer when asking them out, and generally being toxically masculine in a way that was not criticized by the narrative or even really the players at all." A scene that distinctly sticks out in my head as both bad manners and bad gameplay is when Terry attempts to ask out a woman at the gym, and rolls low on his check. As a result, the woman says no. Instead of backing off like a normal person Terry doubles down and insists on rolling at least one or two more times to try again, and eventually the lady relents and agrees to go on a date with him. It all just felt icky, and it was not just a one time occurrence.

The cast. (This may also just be a me thing). Each member of that cast individually are deeply funny and talented individuals. However the majority of them did not know each other and the chemistry of the group was way off and did not pass the vibe check to me. One of my favorite things about actual play shows is the secondhand feeling you get of being in a friend group and playing dnd. Shriek Week did not have this, which reduced my enjoyment.

The University Setting. I am putting this last because it's such a small complaint comparatively speaking, but the seasons that came immediately before Shriek Week were The Seven and Misfits and Magic. It was the third season in a row to take place in a school as one of its primary locations, and I think im not the only one who was feeling burned out of this premise by this point.

This is what I have off the top of my head without fact checking anything, so I apologize if I am missing something major or am incorrect about any of the details! I love d20, and while Shriek Week was not for me, it has in not in anyway impacted my devotion for the show.

[appropriatelystupid]

Hi helloo I saw your post about Merlin and I still haven’t made up my mind on whether to watch it and so wanted to get perspective of a kmcg fan on it. Like, I know im gonna be constantly pissed at canon and won’t care that much about merthur, and Morgana is constantly done dirty, so apart from mooning over Katie not much to be excited about. Is there many fan works that do her justice though? I’m kind of afraid that she’s mostly used as a plot device for the gays there as well

okay, so. my relationship with merlin is a curious one because i am liable to go fully off the rails angry at some of the Choices they make, but it’s also my go-to for background noise when i’m doing other things

i came to it very late (finally watched it all during the pandemic) and i will say i was only really there for morgana but she certainly got her claws in me and left her mark for eternity (literally considering the 5 tattoos she alone inspired)

gwen, arthur, and merlin all have their moments where i enjoyed the stories and i thought gwaine was a fun addition when he comes around but it’s all very surface for me

but also, she looks like this so what’s some bad plot in the face of perfection, ya know…

because i went in knowing morgana was ultimately going to be done dirty, i never really invested in morgwen or merthur and as such i’ve never read a fic that’s exclusively for merlin

that being said, i do have three series’ that crossover in some way with supergirl that i will recommend because i never pass on an opportunity to mention them:

Cadentibus Astris by @bibliophile-rhino-nerd

summary of fic one:

King Rodor of Nemeth adopts the two fae children found in his land. Young Kal and Kara grow up in his court as members of his family, along with his daughter Mithian. But now that his children are growing a diplomatic party to their allies in Camelot is in order.

Or the Kara pretends to be the bastard child of a king and ends up being pushed into an arranged marriage with the Lady Morgana fic.

(it’s one of my all time top of the list favorites, i literally started another reread of it this morning, and make it extra fun by picturing the queen of nemeth as brenda strong)

The Once and Future Alien also by @bibliophile-rhino-nerd

summary of fic one:

After helping with the Dominator invasion, Kara's trip home didn't go as planned. Now, stuck in some sort of medieval hell scape without potstickers or her friends; Kara has to find a way home. Only problem is that she doesn't even know exactly where or when she is. The only way to survive and get home is to ask herself, What Would J'onn J'onzz Do? Problem is, he wouldn't run around being a hero, he'd blend in. So what to do when she finds herself in Camelot where things are dangerous, and people need to be protected?

where the heart moves the stone by @jazzfordshire

summary of fic one:

In a desperate attempt to reclaim her throne, Morgana casts a dangerous summoning spell to call for aid. When the call is answered by a woman with no name and an even stranger story (Red Daughter), the façade of vengeance and control that Morgana has cultivated so carefully begins to fall apart.

[admirxation]

˗ˏˋ 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬 ´ˎ˗

!! dark content ahead: much of the material in this post is intended for 18+ viewers, some recommendations are dark with DDDNE tag, please read the warnings the authors have provided before reading, you have been warned, continue at your own discretion !!

🍙 — (5th week) 2ndJune ‘24: I love these bookmarks, and omg I read some really good juicy fics this week; since I finished uni I’ve had so much time and I’m so grateful. Also always open for more recommendations if people have them.

𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

New beginnings[SFW + fluff] {bf!Leon Kennedy x gf!reader} ~ picnic with bf while he’s sketching her and she puts daisies in his hair.

This was written by @/angelstargel // this was so cute !!! I don’t read that much fluff but recently I’ve gotten into it, I used to think it was kinda boring cuz I’m a horny bastard that needs constant smut but I have been delving into fluff fics. I thought it was so cute but also the humour was realistic, I think humour is a hard thing to write as I’ve read some fics where it either goes hard or flops, I think star did a rlly good job and making a realistic and cute portrayal.

Wicked game [NSFW] {Leon Kennedy x fem!reader} ~ Leon leaves the reader for the lady in red.

This was written by @/leonsdolly // this is another fic that I have been meaning to get to, I saved it on my phone the day it came out then exams made me forget until now and I’m so glad I got to read this. The angst in this was written perfectly, sad af but for the angsty girlies we will eat this up cuz it was soooo good. I loved the descriptions of the readers anger and putting it in violent fantasies to herself, the description of red with the blood and connecting it to the other woman, also the reader lowkey getting off and cucking herself with fantasies about the other woman’s moans like helloooo ??? This was so yummy.

Starry-eyed! [NSFW] {puppy hybrid!Leon Kennedy x fem hybrid!reader} ~ hybrids in heat.

This was written by @/rigorwhoring // OMFG I LIVE FOR THE HYBRID FICS THEY GIVE ME LIFE. This fr fed my breeding kink reading obsession cuz the idea of being in heat and needing to help Leon out LORD HELP ME. This was so goddamn hot. I always get interested in the hybrid writing like it’s genuinely so fun to read especially like the little backstories of how hybrids came to be, I wanna write it so bad but don’t know where to start. This fic was delicious, a must read for the hybrid lovers.

The devil is real part three [NSFW] [DDDNE] {las plagas!leon Kennedy x fem!reader} ~ after being injected the reader finds out what the cult has in plan for her

This was written by @/gigabyte-flare // okay I’ve been recommending every part of this series because it’s so so so good; the scenes in it (if you read it you know) were just so ooooooo I need Leon to come alive and call me lil bird so much. This series has me so invested !!!!

𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Come back to bed [NSFW] {Levi Ackerman x fem!reader} ~ reader craves for Levi but he isn’t in bed when she wakes up.

This was written by @/kentopedia // aot hyperfixation came back, as long as my devoted crush for Levi that I’ve had since 2016 but comes back with an intense wave every few months. This was been saved on my phone for a while and ugh I should have gotten to this sooner, it was soo good. Also didn’t realise how into cockwarming I am until I read this fic, I was blushing sm, especially with how he was telling the reader to keep quiet like AHHH IM SCREAMING.

Hange introducing Levi and reader and starting a relationship // modern au [NSFW moment but generally SFW] {Levi Ackerman x fem!reader}

This was written by @/lucysarah-c // I’m such a sucker for modern au, it’s such a slice of life feel to it that makes me blush sm; I know loads of people need fanfics to stick to canon timeline but I absolutely love au’s like this one, they’re just so fun to think about. It’s a bit of a short one though but it got me blushing so much with how cute it was, there is a NSFW moment but honestly most of it is cute.

Be a good girl for me won’t you ? [NSFW] {Levi Ackerman x fem!reader} ~ Drabble with daddy kink & spanking.

This was written by @/dreamtuna // Levi Ackerman addiction go brrrrrrr, in such a Levi brainrot send help ! I love drabbles/shorter fics they’re like mini snacks to sink your teeth into especially when they’re as hot as this piece cuz GODDAMN I need to be teleported into this fic and let it happen to me PLS GOD PLSSSS.

Levi letting reader know he’s fed up of a social gathering [NSFW] {bf!Levi Ackerman x fem!reader} ~ Levi teasing reader under the table of a social gathering. 

This was written by @/seredelgi // this was so hot but also just so Levi; he is a lil antisocial and would wanna get away and spend time with his gf. Ugh the description of him teasing the reader under the table, the slow movements and embarrassing her as people stare when she releases the gasp OH MY LAWD IM IN SUCH A BLUSHING FLUSTER RN HELP ME. also the comment from Connie was so funny.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Let sleeping dogs lie [NSFW] {Joel Miller x puppy hybrid!reader} ~ reader is a hybrid and Joel has a problem with “picking up strays”.

This was written by @/d10nyx // I have been waiting for Joel content from this creator for a good while and UGHHHH I’m so happy it was finally out and I got to read it. I thought this oneshot rlly nailed Joel’s characterisation with the dialogue with all the good girls, the comforting voice like even in the moments he snaps, I could hear Joel’s voice through it. I’m also really obsessed with puppy hybrids like I fr need help.

𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬

Denouement [NSFW] {spawn!soft!Astarion x fem!reader} ~ Astarion is ready to explore intimacy with the reader again.

This was written by @/khywren // I love spawn, softie, astarion sm; I love my fair share of ascended astarion with the angst and sexual tension but softie astarion makes me blush and kick my feet like some school girl texting their crush. I loved the description of the scenes I found them to be hot but also beautiful especially with descriptions of their fingers laced together, how he pulls her down to him, whispering, ahhh it’s just so connected and beautiful. I love the fics where Astarion slowly loves learning what he wants and not using it for a means of manipulation, finding love and vulnerability with reader/tav figure, I love those fics.

Woe to the lamb that disputes the wolf [NSFW] {predator!astarion x prey!fem!reader} ~ reader makes a bet of who can outrun whom in the pitch black night.

This was written by @/vampiricgf // I know I’m recommending this straight after a fic where I gushed about softie astarion, but I’m complex and love both versions of astarion depending on what I’m craving that night haha. The tension written in these scenes was perfection and omg the beauty in the description of him biting her and almost overpowering her was *chefs koss* I need more of this dynamic it was so hot.

note: did you enjoy a fic from these recommendations? If you did please give that author as much love as possible, the best way of supporting authors is by liking and reblogging, it keeps us motivated and knowing that our work is appreciated.

[scrunchyskeezer]

im gonna gush about these ships i came up with but they’re so canon divergent that they’re basically my OCs so if you don’t like it/get annoyed when people bend canon to make their ships happen then feel free to skip this post

okay so i think we’re all pretty aware that i have given angela such an elaborate backstory and even a family tree to the point she’s nearly become my oc. i didn’t do that intentionally but it’s hard not to because her backstory, family tree, and even last name is entirely unknown, so i feel like she’s just begging to have all of those made up for her.

the backstory i came up with for angela has her end up in Hawkins in around 1987-8-ish (ill have to check my timeline again), living between max and eddie/wayne. this leads to my first ship: max x angela. picture it: max, having partially or fully recovered from her broken bones, but still being permanently fully blind, was told about angela by eleven and will. she hates her with a passion. soon, angela and her hot older brother (max can just sense he’s hot) move in right next to max. when she’s not re-learning how to skateboard, max spends a lot of time outside in a chair. angela makes fun of her for sitting outside on the porch like an old lady. the hatred max had for angela gets more and more intense until she snaps and they get into a huge fight. max hits angela with her cane and angela gets a bit frightened, afraid to be hurt again, and leaves her alone. angela realises just how gorgeous she thinks max is. max hears from eleven that angela is the most beautiful woman el has ever seen, and she looks like a princess, and max wishes she could see Angela’s face. a lot of tension starts to build between them and neither of them dare to make a move because they know it would put a target on their backs if anyone saw them or heard of them together. things blossom very slowly, but more naturally than they would’ve expected.

once angela and her older brother end up in hawkins, angela starts to attend hawkins high school. this is where she meets jason, who, although he graduated recently, still attends, speaks at, and even plays in many of the sports events held at HHS. angela wasn’t ever a very big fan of sports, but she likes watching the cheerleaders, and she’s inexplicably drawn to jason when he shows up, which he often does. she gazes at him from the bleachers and begins to turn into one of those suckers who camps out in line for hours before events start just to secure good seats. it takes a while for jason to notice, but when he does, he decides to entertain her and occasionally wink at her or flash his abs. they exchange more glances until angela catches him sitting outside after a game and makes her move. she’s quite a bit younger than him, but he’ll give love another chance. maybe if she’s young enough, he can protect her. he won’t let another one of his girlfriends get hurt.

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

auggggggh ive been wanting to make this post for an eternity but i havent been able to because I keep trying to explain myself WELL guess what. Im giving up, heres the song Wenn ich tanzen will from Elisabeth: das Musical with english translations, does it not make you think of what if Feysand was interesting

If you dont wanna watch the whole thing for some reason, I'd like to highlight this part

Fly!

I'll fly alone!

I alone want to accompany you through night and storm

I don't want to be accompanied anymore

Not even by you — I won't let myself be led

You're free only through me

Only through me

Only for me

For me!

For you shall make the way for me

I'm going my own way now

I've seperated myself from you — Leave me alone!

You've fallen in love with me

Because there's no freedom without me

And no one can understand you except for me!

Oh and also this part (theyre kinda singing over each other at this point)

I'm strong enough on my own!

You were only strong as long as you still thought that you were weak

I'm not calling for you!

You will call for me!

I'm not seeking you out!

You will seek me out!

I'm beginning to love my life!

Soon you will hate it!

Okay, I actually lied at the start of this post, I am gonna try to explain myself. My ideal not-boring version of Feysand that I think of when I listen to this song is like. Okay so, the structure of the story is fundamentally the same (except it takes place over a wayyyy longer timespan) with Feyre initially just kinda going about her new life as a traumatized fae and Rhysand coming to pick her up once a month, which ends up helping her because the SC manorhouse is kind of just covered in a bunch of depressing ooze rn (figuratively) and she cant really leave and Rhysand is basically giving her an excuse to hang out in a place without ooze, so its easier for her to have a good time. Rhysand is kinda awkward around her initially because hes basically like "ohhhhhh shit oh fuck, the woman that I tortured UTM as a fucked up way of coping with what Amarantha was doing to is my soulmate!!" because i really hate the fact that Rhysand apparently already knew about her and dreamt about her before she was even fae, it shouldve snapped in place for both of them during that little scene at the end of ACOTAR but Feyre has no concept of how a mating bond is supposed to feel like so shes just kinda like "huh, that felt kinda weird. anyway"

(this inexplicably got very long. like, 6 more paragraphs long. so much for me not explaining myself)

So yeah, Rhysand is hardcore struggling trying to figure out how to win her over despite all of the torture, but fortunately for him all she wants is to be left alone, so he does that, no putting her in unecessary danger and no asking insane favors of her even though theyve only been hanging out for like two weeks. Idrk how, but at some point they would start to get closer, this all happens very slowly, its a true slow-burn. And then one day Tamlin is like "I cant stand it, I need to find a way to break this bargain" so he collects a bunch of guys and he tells Feyre that theyre gonna go out and travel through all of Prythian and maybe even beyond in order to find a way to do it and itll probably take them atleast a few months. And then when Feyre says she wants to come along because this is about her after all, hes like "no, its dangerous and also, if Im gone then the Spring Court is gonna needs its Lady" and then he puts the shield around the manor because yeah, Im keeping Tamlin shitty in this one, sorry. This is about me trying to make Feysand good but trying to figure that out with Tamlin being in-character is too complicated for me rn so Im just gonna stick to the character assassination (thats something SJM probably also said while writing ACOMAF)

So yeah, like in canon, Mor gets her outta there and then Feyre starts permanently staying the night court except shes not going out on political errands because of the war with Hybern because honestly, this whole war plot is so stupid and it feels so unecessary like cmon Sarah girlie, I can tell youre not actually interested in writing politics, just stick to the romance and the healing journey. Anyway, during her stay she inadvertantly starts spending more time with Rhysand and realizing that he suffered too and that hes only human or fae or something like that, which helps her deal with her UTM trauma because she kinda thought of him as the embodiment of all her new trauma, so seeing that hes really not that and that hes just a person that she can make peace with helps her

Rhys is falling head over heels for Feyre because she just reminds him SO much of Cassian while Feyre is kinda conflicted but starting to develop some affection for him, and again, this happens over the course of many many months instead of just two. And after all that time, Feyre is starting feel pretty good and she doesnt really wanna go back to the spring court if shes totally honest with herself and then oops, Tamlin's back! He finds her and hes super worried like "oh my cauldron, feyre, my servants told me he just kidnapped you and they couldnt find a way to free you!! but Im here now and Im taking you back home dont worry" and Feyre feels guilty and shes basically like "yeahhhhh this was totally necessary, I definitely wanna go back... home, its just that he exploited this loophole in the bargain so had to stay here. Totally against my will, oh no it was so bad" and Tamlin tells her not to worry, theyve found a way to break they just need to get back to the spring court so they do that

At the Spring Court, Feyre gets to thinking. She thinks shes basically completely defeated her trauma by hanging out with Rhysand and shes like "well, my trauma was pretty much the main thing that made mine and Tamlins relationship not work, so now that my trauma is gone its gonna be all smooth sailing from here" and she just willfully ignores the fact that his way of coping with his UTM trauma was suffocating her and making it impossible to deal with her own issues and when she pointed it out to him he had a panic attack about it. Also, at this point it kinda hits her that shes been spending all this time with Tamlins enemy and feeling this affection for him that she hasnt really felt for Tamlin ever since theyve been back from UTM and their relationship started getting really bad, so now she feels very guilty and wants to rush into a marriage with him after all. Also, maybe by this point shes revovered enough to take a step back and start focusing on her surroundings again instead of just herself, and she realises that the people of the Spring Court would really need this kind of big celebration after this long time of turmoil and suffering, so maybe that plays into her decision to marry Tamlin as well idk

Meanwhile, Rhysand is back at the night court absolutely CONVINCED that Feyre is gonna come back to him even without the bargain or atleast send him a message or something, because of the mating bond and because by this point he thinks that Feyre loves him back, she just hasnt said it because Tamlin interrupted them or whatever. Yknow, because Feyre stopped throwing shoes at him and started to tolerate his presence somewhat, which are obviously the surefire signs that someone is in love with you. But anyway, Feyre never does get back to him because shes busy with her wedding and also trying very hard not think about either Rhysand or Tamlin too much so she doesnt simply run out into the forest to avoid dealing with all this bullshit

So yeah, Rhysand finds out about Feyre marrying Tamlin and he gets very upset and so he winnows to the Spring Court on the day of the wedding. Feyre has just been dressed up in this gorgeous pastel pink and green pantssuit (thats very important for the story) and now Ianthe is leaving her alone for a bit before the grand wedding ceremony. At this point Rhysand comes in and they have a confrontation thats basically just the song except in dialogue-form, remember when this post was about a song I really like, yeah me neither. During this confrontation I really want Rhysand to bring up the mating bond and kinda throw it in her face and I want Feyre to basically respond "oh, so now the guy who always preached about giving me choices and not letting others decide for me is gonna get on my case for not doing what some god wants from me, gtfo" and thats basically how it ends. Then the next book is the book where Feyre hay to make the choice between Tamlin and Rhysand because its a romance series at the end of the day, so even though I would like the last book to just be Feyre ending up single and going on her own adventures, I recognize that thats not a great ending for a romance series so

I wanna end this off by saying that I was trying to only focus on the romance for this because its easier, if I were to write my ideal acotar sequel it would look different than this even if I used the original acomaf as a base. So yeah, thats it hope you enjoyed my 7am ramblings, I have been awake for three hours already writing this

[pansyfemme]

oh man your tags on your previous post. I am also binary in a atypical way; both binaries for the price of one in my case (bigender) and while many consider themselves nonbinary along with that label, I… vehemently do not. ough the amount of. conversations I’ve needed to have with people about they/theming binary trans people and/or people who explicitly do not use they/them. I am not “nonbinary” or a “they/them” because I do not perform gender conformity well enough. gnc-ness or gender subversion in general is not a negation of gender identity. sending you luck out there

thank you, it's really nice to hear from someone feeling similarly. I've had a number of strange discussions about gender, and honestly i can't always tell you where i lie. the way i think of it, i'm male. 1000% male. but tbh. i cannot tell you my "male" and a cis guys "male" is the same. or that my "male" is the same as other trans guys I know. but yknow. while i doubt my gender belongs on the cisnormative idea of a gender binary- i think its probably not what people are expecting as a binary "male" gender- it's male to me, and so i identify as somewhere in the world between binary and not, if you really want to get deep about it. either way tho. if you ask me, im a guy, a binary guy. whether that binary is binary or not.

I'm never really sure why i started the whole gnc thing. To me, it's "crossdressing" but i don't use that word a lot bc it confuses people. I'm not always trying to look like a woman, but it is a bit of a performance for me, i do get a bit of a thrill out of being a spectacle, of being unidentifiable as a man or a woman. And as such, i don't really mind what strangers call me. I get a bit pissed when im fully in boy clothes with my facial hair out and get called a lady, but yknow. whatever. maybe they just thought i was a really cool butch, im fine with that. I'm proud of being a femme, of being a gay dude. I like when im seen as such, but i can't exactly pick and choose how people see me when im purposly blurring the lines. I used to wear my pronouns on my mask back at the beginning of the pandemic, when i first got back into wearing skirts, but that only worked abt 50% of the time. plus, women's bathrooms are cleaner, even if it does terrify me to go into either gendered toilet.

The issue though- arises is that publically, to those who know me, to my classmates, my professors, my friends- my gender isn't ambigious. I am very, extremly clear about my pronouns and my gender, i say it a lot, too much, honestly. But still, they/them is the most commonly used pronoun set for me, despite me being vocal that i use exclusivly he/him. It's not a secret, it is easily found, accesible information. if someone does ask me my pronouns, i don't mind even. at least then, i can make sure that they know them. but no matter what i do, i'm still referred to neutrally. It's not as bad as being called she/her, but it is a bit of a sting to the heart. I'm not a masc guy, i don't care if im "manly enough" to prove im a guy, i just have the simple hope that if i give people clear instructions on how to not make me feel like shit, they will follow them. I know people aren't trying to be malicious, people make assumptions about gender all the time. The fact that i 'pass as nonbinary' without even trying would be a lifetime achievment for other trans people i know. But the reality is, i'm not other trans people- i am just a dude with a 'typical' gender who does things in an 'atypical' way.

The one thing that has come of a lot of this, as my body became more masculine and my clothes more feminine, is that I have found a few people who didn't know my agab. They weren't surprised i'm trans, but i doubt they'd be either if i said i was a cis dude. It's just become that kind of way. I don't claim to pass as cis normally, im not trying to do that or particurally instrested in the ability to do so outside of casual situations and when it might be in my best intrest to try and do so. But the reality is, a lot of people see me, see my beard and my flat chest, my skirts and my longer hair, and they aren't able to catogorize me. And when i say im a boy, they are so confused about why a boy would be wearing what i do to even consider i might not actually have a dick. It's a funny thing.

i dont really know what to say. honestly its like. just up and down. i have no plans to stop presenting the way i do or calling myself the words i do, but i do think about it a lot. I do think about how people view me.

[chasingfictions]

ok on that note i do genuinely love most of the dark horse comics like even when they're awful they are awful in a way that is Wonderful For Me Personally but i DO find it interesting that they spend like the whole time just trying and failing to generate compelling love interests for xander and willow specifically ?

like the xander stuff is more obviously upsetting to me just bc like :))) i have mixed feelings about anya's death in the show finale :)) but ALSO like, the way the s8 comics actually Do do a good job of setting him up someone to be a comics love interest for him??? like it's been a while since i reread them but, renee the slayer is cool and dorky and nice. and is kind of a fucking loser just like xander and thinks his loserness is cool and also you know, has super strength which works really well with xander's Whole Deal. AND she alsoo comes across as a character with a distinct and established vibe and characterization , which the dark horse comics aren't always the best at for new characters they invent ? but then they just, kill her for shock value ? and then make her whole arc retroactively about fridging a black woman for xander's pain. when actually i think if they Hadnt killed renee, she was a strong enough character who was introduced early on enough that she could have had a really compelling run in the comics ? and still felt like an organic part of the group ? but the later seasons instead have to roll with the xander/dawn stuff which is frankly . fucking gross . and i get that you can't just Discard that plotline because it's a big part of s8. but??? post-s9 gives a perfect out with the whole dawn's emotions reverting back to factory settings thing? except instead of going with that as a new path forward they just, bring them back together as a couple and have them be endgame and get married and it's just kind of icky and they didn't have to??? except that i think they Did feel that they Did have to ! because they felt they didn't know how to give xander a new love interest otherwise after the deaths of anya and renee . and it could have been SO avoided ??

and with willow!!!! fjslkdf the way willow has sort of the opposite thing, where they give xander one doesn't-really-fit love interest from the start and keep it, where with willow they keep just trying on different love interests and having them not work ? like, kennedy, saga vasuki, lake the scary army lady, calliope the witch who is Definitely Not A Tara Stand-In ;)))) and like, to me willow's arc sort of Works for a time? there's something about her continually trying to get involved with people who just Aren't Right For Her, and her living out her 20s in a bunch of different relationships that don't pan out that feels authentic, and also i think works with the listlessness and unsure sense of self that comics willow has as she tries to figure out where she fits in the world and in her magic. and there's also something about the fact that she keeps dating really Commanding Domineering Powerful People Who Aren't Right For Her, when her final love interest is much more softspoken and gentle and much closer to the Oz-Tara continuum of willow's type -- even if her and calliope don't stay together . but it just again points out like !!! the comics sort of Can't figure out a way to improve on the love interests of the later seasons ? and like, not every story is about Finding The One, and i don't think it detracts from willow's storyline that she doesn't have a girlfriend at the end of the comics canon? but i DO think the fact that they keep sort of flinging new girlfriends at her, and the one who feels the most authentic to her is really similar to tara (shy softspoken witch who doesn't have a lot of faith in her powers and grows in her confidence through knowing willow .... ahem...) just points to the fact that they Should Not Have Killed Tara To Begin With .

this is a needlessly long post maybe, but im just endlessly fascinated by the dark horse comics canon and the way it, as it comes into its own (imo s9-s11), is kind of grappling against the legacy of s8 and the tv show , and in so doing often exposes the structural cracks in some of the story it was left with

[simmonsized]

I giggled so hard at:

He cannot (will not) stop following after Bro Strider like a lost dog after a bone no this will not change

God, I love their silly dynamic. Glad it won’t change, these two crack me up. Also Bro trying to get himself killed… dude…. Honestly, I would say he’s fucked up but we all know that. He got something wrong up there.

Those were great, as always. Silly stuff is my jam, yk?

It’s mom-londe time!! I cannot stress enough how much I love her. All the lalondes’ are great :)

Bro sure is a fucked up guy, with a strange sense of humor, and potentially kind of sideways ideas about what he wants! But he's fine. They're fine now! I am glad you are having fun, I try to mix some genuine thoughts with my sillier things thrown in but it's kind of embarrassing haha.

Me, every time I make one of these: "this isn't going to be a meta post"

Mom Lalonde!! Momlonde!

Tbh she was really difficult for me at first because of the kind of... Mm capricious nature of her "personality" and also the fact that she's standing up against her (best friend) only competition for parenthood and it's like. Lol bro strider (dadbert doesn't count obviously bc he's dad). But this isn't a meta post, it's for silly headcanons, and I've got time for that! (apologies im writing this before bed and will probably draft it for tomorrow) warning we are going to talk about some downer stuff but I hope I make up for it! (cw alcoholism)

Okay first of all Mom is??? Weirdly tall. Have you ever looked at their goo sprites??? Am I the only one who stared at their ecto sprites and put them side by side no okay cool

Her favorite color is pink!!!!

She is still using that same bedspread from childhood that's canon I just think it's so funny

This lady loves wizards so fucking much

There is no way she has not played DnD

Was Harley's Skaianet protege which drove a wedge between her and Bro early on

Started drinking around 15 due to lack of proper supervision and like, no control

Has been to cool-leg (college)

Recovering alcoholic

I know we don't see Mom for the first little while in rng and okay we're getting into obviously behind-the-curtain bs but this fic was never supposed to get past 45k so yes the beginning is a little rushed BUT

She was trying really fucking hard to get sober and having a shit awful time

I think it would actually be really hard for her to change; Roxy (kid) is a resilient, kind person, but Mom has spent more of her life drinking than Roxy has been alive, and these things take time. Still, she wasn't willing to give up, I imagine, if only because Roxy (little) probably asked her to

I don't think Rose would be brave enough to confront her mother, not yet. When it comes down to it, she's deeply ashamed of her own behavior, but also not as ready to dismiss her upbringing (previous excuses being that her mom was a lonely, single parent) now that she's not dead.

This woman has probably bought every shade of black lipstick in existence to find the one that works for her

Mom boxed in college, for money (and fun!!), and before she lost contact with Bro, he would like, go with her and just "support her' in his weird way

She's probably broken a few fingers in her day, but it just makes her even stronger

She can tenderly cradle Bro Strider like a newborn infant because she is so fucking strong

Jake Harley taught her how to shoot

Nanna has tried to teach her to cook no less than 5 times and has never worked

Her specialty is hangover food

She is trying so hard not to swear in front of her kids this is just something I see in the fandom a lot and it was so funny and sweet I adopted it

Tbh Mom is actually pretty fucking manipulative like if we get down to it she uses her smiles and cheer to corral people into doing stuff for her and it almost always works

She knows this and does it anyway

I think that she was probably super mad at bro and like does she really know everything no of course not but she knows he was fucked in the head and while I think she's oblivious to a point, she knows something is Wrong

But she's mad at him for not contacting her sooner, for falling out with her in the first place, for leaving her behind with Grandpa when she had no one else to turn to as a teen

G.pa is the one who taught her to drive (bro learned from nanna, and then later from [redacted])

Yes her driving with one hand on the middle peg is actually based on a thing that happened to me in the car once I was dying the whole time

She desperately wants to paint Bro's fingernails but he will not sit still long enough to let her

Her idea of apologizing (much like Bro) is to shower people in gifts, and I do wonder if this stems with their fraught relationship with the other beta guardians, particularly grandpa (yes I am aware this is my au I'm just saying)

In fact I am so certain of her tendency towards giving Rose gifts that it makes Rose deeply uncomfortable, almost to the point where she straight up thought her mother was mocking her relentlessly

I think about Rose a lot that's all

She probably has a name for each of those cats and forgets it every single day but when she "makes up" a name again it's coincidentally the same one

She taught Rose how to ice skate on the pond near their house back when Rose was real little, before things got too bad

Her current pride and joy is that minivan she has always wanted a minivan a la large family

Bro will complain til the cows come home but I really think he'd only be willing to ride shotgun if she was driving, though obviously he'd prefer she not be driving at all

She is right-handed, but bats left

Definitely used to walk around the lab with baby Rose strapped to her front, whether she did anything I'll leave to you

That pink shirt hanging out of bro's old suitcase did in fact used to belong to her; when they would travel before they'd share a suitcase

She was a black cat for Halloween every year until she turned 15

She has never heard Bro talk in his sleep bc (forgot to mention this before) when he had Cal, he did not, in fact, talk in his sleep :)

But also bc she can sleep through anything lol

And snores

So when they fought for the last time, bro literally upended the entire suitcase, dumped all her shit(and quite frankly most of his) out onto the floor and then took it and left

Their last big fight was about the house in Rainbow Falls

This lady has all the data for every meteor shower recorded for every year from 1910 until 2012 and has never in her life heard of Proper Data Entry Management

Whats a spreadsheet, Dirk??? How do you spread the sheets Dirk???

Y'all ever see historical recorded data for a buoy before??? That's what we're working with

I think she and Roxy unironically like spending time together. I think Mom was probably more likely freaked at first, but seeing Roxy learn to control her own impulses and admit she had a problem so young really helped her overcome a lot internalized bullshit

Sometimes when she's feeling anxious or sad she holds a martini glass, but she never drinks out of it, not even water

Has definitely had at least one of her teeth knocked out (boxing), but you will never know except she's got fake replacements

Not really above lying for someone else's sake, but mostly would just prefer the easier path if it means avoiding hurting someone's feelings

Has a tendency towards infantalizing the kids but it's hard to tell where she means it to come from -- quite frankly a lot of it stems from the fact that she hasn't talked to anyone sober in years

The other thing is that the last time she Rose she was only 13 still

I remember someone bringing up to me that they were shocked when I mentioned maybe mom could have resented Rose a little while she was growing up and like. I have no doubt she loves her deeply, but it's so hard to put into words the complex problems that go into raising a child at the expense of the loss of essentially your own childhood and especially your young adulthood

This is a little too meta for a silly headcanons post lol I just think Mom is neat

Mom has always wanted to try something like hobby boat racing

[leopoldainter]

Not even close you call this varnish no no notorious

Although conspiratorial mislead Mrs. Summers still is rendered speechless

Giles' comment had become so intense it could handle the moment

Over yonder you come across Mrs. Brinks enjoying some popcorn and Nanette regrets rushing in earlier, fucking gauldieen

onewanteitStart kids cheer! much90s reference

digimon

sounds pitch perfect

this was televised

itll b fine

gatomWaLKUNIT prodigious agumon and tentomon

fucking

tai looks at the card

miko get down from there

QUEER

His mother pops in midatlamtic Leonardo Di Valrio rubs the rivets down and the olympian smokes weed has had it with shaving

fuck!

megakabuterimon

PAFF

cereal coercial contract terminated.

nine

was enough money

we had the paki guy twice

i go to a different prisin right

do we look naked to you

i cant believe this

you had to use a fire cracker inside

its a sparkler

elaine, they're the opp

'cries again

thats vademon

theres noinvisible 'redlucentcy' mimi isnt in hawaii he's hallucinating agter revisioning eye crazy town laugh because what the dubstep is this runs

back to screen heres your prk chop smoothie rei

now i know why i pee outside

grabs an empty can

homer upsets chiropractors to action

ill just start marrying gays the

nuts

what im pga

why cant i be happy with chub vhub

hmlh

i meant the iguana

hmpghgd

baby!

some gets on the guys shoes next to him

pikachu runs between some dido'slegs and so theres lyrical translationsafety net up skirt catchem all seed stchell Y not add an elastic. k you killed the monitor

what

springy, that glie really gives it soome pop

the thing that carries the ballad, you get full health for a distant swing... an for the love of god it wont do it anymore

box moves

look whos just us two

and handsomely sky lady

try start

bored now...

cliks anywhere am me im bored spelled sword of like a side ways way to say A BICYCLE jeeze one million yen much swanp dui py fur you couldnt even roll up the rug.

gold!

optimis soccer club implodes at the bottom of the atlantic

hi,its rachel and just to point out my seats different from yours did you know the company's aid doubted the seaworthiness of tbe vesel to begin.

what does that

telryouStand

corporate greed

..me: but i dont see flushing...

comercial breakfast

stan, can we refilm we left when we found something we thought was better

i can

have you ever had town with a sex geologist

aye you

a rope made of foam

a dusty pinky

STEVE LEAVE BERNICE ALONE

My taxadermyardvarks got a tennis ball hole space thank you very much

roger:interesting

busted

not

borat reference

roaches

here take cotton

ugh

voldemort

nixon...you

you really shouldnt nuke panama

tornado ally

napalm

agent orange

dow chemical

ah. quaker

k

so she was not sora is what its saying

theres no mimi

he's imagining some girl

there's no digimon series yet

so of course vademon is not just a red kabuterimon but like a raisin talking to demidevimon a pip of the first doom gear toss

huah

ouch

i

need

just say cake

thank ms tamogatchi

finally

yeah

so what now

looks at my sorento post card.

toples woman smiling

not another teen movie francesca the limeade flavored old lady strung been kissing please.

shes only my fake wife

you're not paying

for drycleaning are you crazy, no i made him feel bad so he works for free

seltza salsa why not add...stevia.

im George

peach schnaps

"

my nose pairing

and my wedding

but... sullen

indian weeding

see boots

feel the bladder

you slept with the groom

jesus fuck elaine

i wasnt employed in college

mango the restitution

and you

free trip

the great conversationalist makes oit with the oh henry bar heiress

thats not marriage

thats hot

gay not that theres anything wrong with that

no

we're in India

remember oceans 11

art dealer

im avoiding you

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Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics

Throwback to 2020 when Burna Boy teamed up with Naughty by Nature to give us a rhythmic hit song named after Naughty by Nature. The song is number seventh track on Burna Boy's Grammy nominated album Twice As Tall. Enjoy!

Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Intro: Burna Boy & Vin Rock (Burna) Yeah, shawtie N-N-Naughty, yeah, yeah Yeah, shawty (Funkula) Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) 'Til today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Verse 1: Burna Boy Now your girl, she say she like the way my chain bling I be king, so me and you no be the same thing No be me, na God, do am no dey blame me As you see, I jejely dey for my lane men Remember when I used to hope and pray for change, men (Yeah) As in any little petty cash change men (Ooh) Just to get a ride back to the main land (Yeah) Now when they see the double R, Im like "Amen" Come make I give you tori When nobody know me When I dey run from police 'Cause if dem catch my kpoli Den dem go barb me goris Give me quit notice Carry me go, oh Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Post-Chorus: Burna Boy See me I no be politician, me no like no politics Hmm, ha, like no politics Go ahead, ask anybody my beginnings Hmm, ha, my beginnings Dem go t-t-t-t-tell you say my style di wickedest Hmm, ha, style wickedest Whether, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, any time of the week Hmm, ha, 'time of the week Verse 2: Vin Rock Come on, come on, have a ball if you act maturely Ayo, who wanna get invited to a Burna party? I got a hunnid and eighteen homies who's naughty So, baby, don't you bring your friends if those chicks are corny We gets it on 'til the dawn, till they say, "This is ridiculous" Ladies, they love the way we come through in the clutch Fellas who can't keep up, might as well hit the dust And haters, bump what they say, they don't mean shh— Yo, I give three words when I try to scoop her Then after that, ain't got no time for no party pooper I keeps it movin' 'cause we zone out and own our own damn lane Thirty years up in this same game, still doing our damn thang Verse 3: Treach Heard I'm a earner, had to earn a burner Trigga nigga, Naughty Nation, marshal arsenal Never had to use burner-burners I'm a changed man, still on the gun range Singing karaoke, wife wearing Dolce Black fist, pick stuck in my gold teeth Been winning, befriending woman From the beginning with a dripping driver African emblems on the engine, engine, engine A number runner, every summer, what's hopping with ya option? Keep it gutter witcha brother Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Outro: Burna Boy Some people think it's a game, like Connect Four Till I rise the ting and dem collect four I come extort Give me both, mine and yours Silent war 'Cause anyone could be next door I was born naughty by nature Now I make more But still me wicked as they come Your eyes get sore Why you watch my pockets for? Watch it (Hmm) Spaceship Rocket Boys Runner by nature Know that shawty bang-bang New Jerusalem, Africa the same game Boom bap, boom baye, all the same slang No protection, no peace, they know the chain game Bang, bang Read the full article