#i think about danielle in the red dress a lot tbh

[dumbseee]

starstruck.

F1 au/fic: in which, daniel attends the met gala and meet his ultimate crush, y/n l/n.

daniel ricciardo x actress!reader.

fc: jasmine tookes.

note: the timing is terrible

when you finally finished your interview with emma chamberlin, you saw in the corner of your eye a man looking at you, smiling from ear to ear. you didn’t recognise him but by his looks you knew he was someone important. you walked up to him and smiled back, his cheeks were red and he struggled to hold your gaze now that you were in front of him.

"hi! first time here?" you asked, waving at him, "i’m y/n l/n." he smiled again and scratched his neck. "is it that obvious? and i know, i’m kinda your biggest fan, daniel ricciardo it’s nice meeting you." he shook the hand you were giving him and gave it a gentle squeeze, you didn’t fail to notice how big his hand was and how it engulfed yours. you laughed and put your hand against your heart. "oh really? what is your favorite work of mine?" you asked him, genuinely curious. you didn’t know why but you were drawn to his energy. he looked up and thought for a second before answering. "there is too many, but i really liked you in the marauders, couldn’t think of a better actress to play dorcas." you laughed and thanked him. "to be honest, it’s not my best work." he looked at you like you just said the most out of pocket thing in the world. "excuse you? you were amazing! you perfectly portrayed dorcas and the way you showcase emotions just with your eyes is just incredible! seriously you’re one of the best actresses out there and i-…" his eyes were full of sparkles, like a kid talking about his favorite football team, he stopped himself when he saw you look at him with a huge smile. his cheeks were even redder and he couldn’t look at you anymore. "i talk to much, right? i’m so sorry, i do that a lot." you brushed him off and patted his shoulder. "daniel, you’re adorable." he smiled fondly but before he could speak again, your agent came to you. "we have to go y/n, donatella is waiting for you." you nodded and waved at daniel. "it was great meeting you daniel, i hope to see you again soon!" he watched you leave and couldn’t wipe off the smile on his face, he knew how good looking you were but seeing you and talking to you in real life was different. from that small interaction only, daniel knew how much he was infatuated with you.

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y/n: you guys know how much i love going to the met gala, but this year was even better. thank to anna for inviting me again this year, and i hope to see you again next year! huge thanks to donatella for customising this dress for me, you’re a legend.

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donatella_versace: donatella VERSACE 💜

zendaya: i’m on the floooor girl

fan1: not daniel liking with all his accounts

fan2: the queen of the met

fan3: the dress looked so good!

fan4: y/n never misses

fan5: who’s daniel?

fan6: @.fan5 y/n’s future husband

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fan7: WTF DID DANIEL JUST LIKED THIS COMMZNT???2€:8:9

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y/n: we worked so hard on this one so i’m glad it’s finally out! the batman is out in all theatres so grab your pop corn and go watch it!

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selenagomez: such an icon

fan1: y/n as catwoman is something i HAVE to witness with my own two eyes

fan2: y/n and robert pattinson flirting in imax is going to be the death of me

fan3: i hope daniel can fight because y/n and robert’s chemistry is insane

fan4: @.fan3 leave daniel out of this they’re not even friends

fan5: @.fan4 yes they’re not friends, they’re soulmates.

fan6: i understand daniel’s obsession tbh look at HER

fan7: y/n better get her emmy after that movie

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y/n: appreciation post for my number one fan, danny ric. i suck at love confessions so just listen to daylight by my good sis taylor swift <3 (idk why he loves taking pictures of me but he’s ALWAYS pointing that camera at my face)

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danielricciardo: that’s because you’re my favorite view, my love.

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fan1: AWWWWWWW

fan2: daniel really went from watching her from afar bc he was too shy to talk to her to him being her bf

fan3: my favorite couple

fan4: don’t EVER breakup

taylorswift: you guys are so cute 💜

fan5: daniel is the perfect man for y/n tbh

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[babybluebex]

laszlo kreizler nsfw alphabet

so yeah this... Happened. the zemo version is coming soon, stay tuned! (probably tomorrow morning bc a bitch is tired lmao)

(gif credit to @lindir)

A = Aftercare.

Laszlo is such an aftercare king. He’s checking on you in every way he can think of: asking you if you feel alright, maybe massaging your hips if he had you in a weird position, offering you dinner or wine, maybe even a hot bath, if you’d like (and the bath would have special perfumed oils he had sent from Paris because Laszlo is SUCH a self care whore, he’s got soaps and perfumes out the wazoo).

B = Body Part.

His favorite part of yours are your breasts. No questions, hands down. He likes using your breasts as a pillow at night— just settling himself between your legs and resting his head on your tits is a dream he indulges in frequently. He also really loves seeing you in the new French-style of dresses that have a lower neckline, and, if you wear one of those dresses to dinner without telling him beforehand, he’s as good as gone. He’s staring the whole time and can only manage simple sentences.

C = Cum.

I think Laszlo likes to cum inside you, but he also wouldn’t mind cumming on your tits. If you’re on your knees, sucking him off, he’ll pull himself out of your mouth and almost rip your blouse in his haste to set your tits free before his orgasm rips through him. He only chooses to cum inside you if he can’t cum on your tits (for example, if you’re having slow, kissy sex and he can’t bear to leave your wet heat).

D = Dirty Secret.

Laszlo. Loves. To. Be. Degraded. From a psychological standpoint, he understands that his desire to be brought down and ridiculed is born from some sort of childhood trauma that DEFINITELY involves his father, but he just can’t help himself from getting so ridiculously turned on when you call him a dog for humping your leg while you try to sleep. Bonus points if you use his title while you do it: “Just like a little bitch in heat, aren’t you, Doctor Kreizler? You’re so aroused, you can hardly handle yourself. Are you too dumb to touch your own cock? Do you need me to do it? Oh, Doctor, what a dumb little thing you are.”

E = Experience.

Even Daniel himself has said that Laszlo has like NO experience. Laszlo got ZERO bitches (which I find hard to believe but ok whatever you say, writers of The Alienist), so, the first time y’all have sex, he’s more likely than not losing his virginity (let’s not get into the debate of “virginity is a social construct” because a.) IT IS and b.) Laszlo would lecture for hours about this). HOWEVER, these things come naturally to him. He is just Good In Bed. He figures it out very quickly, so, while you make fun of him for going a little stupid when he’s aroused, he makes up for it by bruising your cervix and apologizing later.

F = Favourite Positions.

Laszlo loves that soft, slow, kissy sex, so he’s into whatever position makes it possible for him to be inside you and to kiss you at the same time. Missionary is a go to, but sometimes he’ll have you sit on his desk and kiss your neck as he hikes your skirts up and fucks you all slow and nice.

G = Goofy.

Hardly ever? Laszlo is pretty serious most of the time, and the only time we ever see him Not Serious in the show is when he’s wasted after John’s bachelor party in season 2. So, maybe y’all went to dinner at Delmonico’s, then a ball for members of high society, and he had a little too much champagne and schnapps. He’s not like giggling and all, but his cheeks are red and he’s smiling more than usual, and calling you sweet names “Oh, mein Kätzchen” and “Meine kleine Prinzessin”. That’s Laszlo’s version of goofy.

H = Hair.

OK, my train of thought here is: LOOK AT THIS MAN’S BEARD. HIS BEARD IS NICE AS SHIT. If he treats his facial hair that good— regular trims, the beard oils we all know he uses, even if it isn't strictly canon— then his downstairs hair is nice too. Definitely soft, if maybe a little wiry sometimes (but tbh whose isn’t), and it’s a nice little cropping at the base of his cock. He also has a thin happy trail up his soft tummy, and a good amount on his chest (as we see in the show lol that much is canon).

I = Intimacy.

Laszlo is ALL ABOUT intimacy. You’ll know he’s in a ~mood~ because you’ll ask what’s being served at Delmonico’s that night, and Laszlo is like “I thought we might stay in tonight. John gave me his grandmother’s recipe for chicken soup”. He’ll light candles and pour you wine and play nice music on his gramophone, and he’ll romance you throughout dinner with little hand touches and sly smiles, until he’s kneeling in front of you and slowly kissing up your leg.

J = Jack-Off.

Honestly, he hardly does it. Of course, I’m sure he did it A LOT before he met you, but now he doesn’t need to pleasure himself anymore. He’s got you to do that. The only exception is if he has to travel for work and you can’t go with him. Even then, he’ll hold off until he absolutely can’t stand it, and then he’ll like read a letter you sent him or look at a sketch that John did of you while he whacks off; sometimes, he’ll just hold your letter to his face, and the faint trace of your perfume is enough to do the job.

K = Kink.

He likes impact play a lot (and perhaps a little roleplay wrapped up in it). On the rare occasion that his fucking is anything but soft and lovely, he’s gonna be hitting your ass and the backs of your thighs as you cling to him while he rails you stupid. Laszlo would try to hit your cheek, but he feels too bad when you wince at the pain of it. Spanking your tits is good to him too. His favorite though (and here’s where the roleplay comes in), is caning your ass. He’ll bend you over the desk in his home office and pull your skirts up past your hips, and he’ll make you count the amount of times his thick wooden cane connects with your soft asscheeks. The roleplay is, more often than not, you were his assistant who did something wrong and needed to be punished. If you miss one or forget to thank him accordingly “Thank you, sir”, he’ll focus the next hit on your thighs.

L = Location.

Either the bed or his desk. Laszlo is a little older (I don’t think we ever get an explicit age? But if we say he’s the same age as Daniel, then he’s 40 to 42-ish) so he can’t do it against a wall or anywhere too crazy (not to mention his right arm can hardly support much weight, so if he needs to hold you up, it’s probably not gonna happen). The bed is a special time for you two because of his arm; he’ll hold himself up with his left arm and rest his hand on your hip or wherever to give himself at least a little leverage. But the desk is usually easier because you can sit, or you can bend over and he can grab your hip.

M = Motivation.

He loves you and wants to worship you. It’s truly as simple as that. He loves you and thinks that you’re the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen, and he wants to show his reverence for you by making love to you.

N = No.

He can’t get into the role of “daddy”, nor can he call you “mommy”. Childhood trauma aside, he will be goddamned if Sigmund fucking Freud is correct about his bullshit Oedipus complex or whatever, so he just eliminates that whole thing entirely.

O = Oral.

He’s very good at it. He’s just… His lips are soft and his beard is good, and he’s not afraid to get a little messy with it. He’ll eat you out until he absolutely has to come up for air, and he’ll have a little bit of your wetness clinging to his mustache, but then he’s right back in it. His medical degree is also put to good use here because he remembers his female anatomy and he’s locked onto your clit the entire time. The first time you ever squirted, it was because Laszlo was nipping at your clit and sucking your wet little hole and pressing his thick fingers into you, and it was A Lot To Process, but you squirted and Laszlo came in his pants instantly because he’s like “I didn’t think women could actually do that… I thought that was a thing that penny novels made up”

P = Pace.

Again, he’s a little older, so he doesn’t fuck like some wild boy. He takes his time with you, touching you and caressing you and kissing you, and his pace is the same way. He’s slow and gentle, but has the capacity to go faster and harder if you ask for it.

Q = Quickie.

Hates them. Never. Never ever ever. If he can’t properly romance you and take his time with you, then what’s the point??

R = Risk.

Surprisingly, Laszlo is a little schemer, and he loves running a risk. He’s already looked down upon by other society members, so what’s the harm in squeezing your ass at a party? PERHAPS it’s inappropriate to get caught in a dark corner with your hand down his trousers and him kissing your neck, but it’s easy to blame it on the alcohol.

S = Stamina.

Once more, he is firmly middle aged, so he can do one round— maybe two, if he’s feeling particularly frisky. Usually, though, one is more than enough for both of you.

T = Toy.

HAVE YALL SEEN SEX TOYS FROM THE 1890S?? SHITS ARE SCARY. Laszlo does not like toys, but he understands their need for existing, so he may not like them but he tolerates them. That being said, he likes to watch you use them. LIke, he’ll sit in a chair by the bed and request you “put on a good show”, and he’ll watch you fall apart, and he’ll only come and touch you if you beg and plead for him to.

U = Unfair.

Mhm, so, in Laszlo’s mind, sex and pleasure are not just a give and take, it’s a two way street. They can (and often need to) coexist. He doesn’t like to initiate something if you won’t be able to reciprocate, so he’s not too into teasing or things. At the aforementioned parties, he’ll only goose your ass if he knows you’re 100% down for it.

V = Volume.

He’s fairly quiet. His mouth is usually really close to your ear, and you’re the only one who gets to hear his pretty little noises. The loudest he’ll be is when he’s come home after traveling and it’s felt like ages since he’s made love to you, he’s gonna come inside you, and his little gasp and moan are louder than usual.

W = Wild Card.

He is down to be tied up. He doesn’t like to tie you up, but if he’s the one being restrained, he’s all over it. It’s nothing too intense, just using a ribbon for your hair to tie his left hand to the headboard, not super tight but enough to make his fingers a little tingly, but he loves it. He loves the switch of the dynamic, how he’s fully at your mercy and you can use him however you please; usually, you just suck him off and ride him, but the endless possibilities get him hard as soon as you pull out the ribbon.

X = X-Ray.

Laszlo has Big Dick Energy, so he has to have a big dick. The best example of this sort of energy is in the very first episode after he goes and interviews Wolf, and comes to speak to Teddy, and Teddy is like “you interviewed the suspect? On whose authority??” and laszlo is like “Mine” like OH HIS DICK IS BIG I KNOW IT. He’s got an above average length and girth, but we know our man likes to eat, so some of his weight goes to his dick, so it’s like,,, He’s got a fat cock, sorry, I don’t make the rules

Y = Yearning.

Constantly. Neverending. He’s at work and he’ll catch a glimpse of a pastel drawing that you commissioned from John for Laszlo’s birthday that sits in a frame on his desk, and his heart starts to hurt from missing you. When he comes home, he’ll embrace you and kiss you like he hasn’t seen you in years, and he’ll want to hear all about your day. You have your doctor so whipped for you, and it’s a different kind of whipped than being pussy whipped. He’s, like, feelings whipped.

Z = ZZZ.

He’s a sleepy little baby after you guys finish. His eyes will be a little heavy and sticky as he’s cleaning up and caring for you (and you definitely coo at him “Oh, Las, you’re so sleepy!”) but when you’re both back in bed, our little man is circling his arm around your waist and nuzzling his cheek into your shoulder. He’s so soft and affectionate, and he’s out like a light when you kiss his forehead and tell him you love him.

[peakgenko]

Songs the Haikyuu boys would slow dance with you to...

CW; suggestive sexual themes

N/A, my heart nutted while writing this tbh

not proofread!!

© All content belongs to damnihateithere.

Kei Tsukishima

Dream A Little Dream of Me- The Mamas & The Papas

I don’t even know how i made this connection but i feel like tsukishima hums a lot of old songs and so this would be one of them

Or slow dancing in the dark by joji. it��s his favourite song. because of you.

Yuu Nishinoya

So Good At Being in Trouble- Unknown Mortal Orchestra

You’d rock back and fourth with him slowly while his lips press against the back of your hand— his eyes staring intently while he hums the lyrics

Shoyo Hinata

I’m Yours- Jason Mraz

So it’s not really something you can slow dance to but this is definitely his song for you. He sings this to you in the showers, during pillow talk, or drum the rhythm with his fingers against a Tupperware when he’s cooking something for you.

He’ll pull you in by the waist and nuzzle his head up against your back with a grin.

At this point it’s his favourite song because it always gets him in the mood. But that’s only because he thinks of you when he hums it.

Rintarō Suna

Versace On The Floor- Bruno Mars

OMG

okay so I imagine the two of you on some dance floor. Like at a club. I head canon that he’s good at dancing. Effortlessly too.

The music stops and and they choose a slow song to end the evening

You’re wearing a dress that cuts off mid thigh. And he’s in a little suit. His blazers loose and his collared shirt is buttoned down since it got a little heated in the midst of sweaty bodies practically grinding up against eachother

Underneath the red and purple spotlights, specks of iridescent lights from the disco ball hanging from the ceiling arrange themselves on your faces.

He’s singing the lyrics wholeheartedly with a fox like grin while his hands roam down to your ass. Although it’s intent was far from sexual.

Atsumu Miya

Corduroy Dreams- Rex Orange County

LOVE LOVES WHISTLING IT TO YOU

Definitely does kiss you in the shower for a couple hours.

He’s fresh out of the shower and he’s wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. Drops of water race down to his feet as they roll down his bare chest. You have your towel wrapped around your chest

One hand laced with his, he leads you in a slowing pace around the room with a chirpy smile.

Osamu Miya

Blessed- Daniel Caeser

i’m not sure how i made this conclusion but i’m gonna go with it

He has the prettiest voice when he sings along.

It’s not really dancing though. He has your back facing his chest while his arms enveloped on top of your collar bones and shoulders. He’s pecking gentle kisses against your cheek while rocking back and fourth to the song while you two prepare breakfast.

Keishin Ukai

Fly Love- Jamie Foxx

I imagine you two on some sort of resort of beach. You two are soaked of water but this song just happens to pop up so you stand there in his arms while he teasingly blows a cloud of smoke into your face.

Keiji Akaashi

HENTAI BY CIGARETTES AFTER SEX!!!!

okay for those of you who don’t know that song i know by the title of the song it looks sus and trust me he was definitely skeptic of it as well but give it a listen because now you’re all he ever thinks about when he hears this song.

he swears he’ll dance to this with you in his arms on your wedding day.

if you’re feeling angsty, he’d definitely hold you close and dance with you to the swan by camille saint-saëns

Wakatoshi Ushijima

I Hear A Symphony- Cody Fry

He loves how classy it sounds and it perfectly describes how he feels about you. hell it may even be his favourite song.

He felt like volleyball was his only purpose and for a while he was more than okay with that. until he met you and now he strives for more in life. Hence the whole “I used to hear a simple song” verse. loves putting emphasis in his tone when singing “perfection is so quick to bore...you are my beautiful by far” (only to himself of course) homeboy gets a little embarrassed when it comes to singing.

Daichi Sawamura

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby- Cigarettes After Sex

I don’t even need to have a scenario for this like he just radiates this energy:((

Like imagine his cheek pressed against yours while his hand weaves through your hair

Tadashi Yamaguchi

You say I’m in love- Banes World!!!!!!!!

Head empty just you and yams dancing to this song underneath LEDs and a ceiling projector

you’re all he thinks about when he sings this song

and bubblegum by clairo- he’d tell you not to focus on the lyrics but instead the instrumental portion. he says the comforting mellow beat reminds him of you.

Kenma Kozume

Nothing- Bruno Major.

Sings the lyrics to you

You’d think he’d be too shy and youre right but it’s because he does it subconsciously.

BRO THIS WOULD LITERALLY BE HIS SONG IN A RELATIONSHIP

Aran Ojiro

Ugotme- Omar Apollo

Such a good singer as well

When the two of you dance, you two dance.

His ability to dance is almost mesmerizing along with his singing.

Sings while covering your neck and collarbones with kisses

Satori Tendou

How Deep Is Your Love- Bee Gees

Also dramatically lip syncs the lyrics to you

Lifts you up into the air and into his arm almost five times mid dance.

He’ll shake his head with his lips pressed up against your neck while his hands trail upwards and toy with the hem of your shirt, his hands hungry with anticipation to just rip it off.

and you scold him when you feel his lips contort into a devilish grin.

Kotaro Bokuto

Hopelessly Devoted To You- Olivia Newton John

hear me out. He only knows this song because akaashi made him watch grease bc he says bokuto should be exposed to the “classics” and since watching it at age 12 with akaashi and bo’s two sisters, he’s prayed that one day he’d meet someone that’d make him feel the way that song did.

He does now and everytime that songs on he’s practically carrying you in his arms.

Tobio Kageyama

Love Me Please- OCTAVIO

this is the only song he knows with the exception of old kanye west because he considers his music grind music but you definitely put him on this song.

He’s literally a psychopath who doesn’t listen to anything EXCEPT like popular rap songs from 2017-2018. And even then he’ll only tolerate it when he needs to work out.

And then he meets you. Now he listens to music in a different aspect.

He knows he’s not the most romantic guy out there but he’s trying his best and you tell him that’s more than enough. He loves you so much.

Koushi Sugawara

This Side of Paradise- Coyote Theory

he’s dragging you out of the house to dance with you to this song. bonus points if it’s raining

he’s also the type to scream-sing to love songs.

There aren’t any cars in the vicinity due to the pouring rain so the two of you make your way to the road.

Your hand in his, he twirls you underneath the storm and into his arms.

Toru Oikawa

Pretty Boy- The Neighborhood

He’ll put so much emphasis in his tone on the “Even if the earth starts shaking, you’re the only thing worth taking- with me. Even if the sky’s on fire, got you here it’s alright.” verse

You’re literally everything to him

he won’t let you go even for a second until this song is finished even then he’ll have trouble parting.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Baby I’m Yours- Arctic Monkeys cover

It’s not even dancing at this point, it’s just you two cuddling and him pretending like he hates it even though he’s the one who refuses to let go of you.

Ryonusuke Tanaka

Knockin’ Da Boots- H-town

if he’s not dancing to this with you in his arms he’s definitely ironically grinding on the floor to this with a fuck boy face.

Hitoka Yachi

two queens in a king sized bed- girl in red

I just imagine the most “call me by your name” scenery type shit.

Or maybe like a field of flowers? You just have her in your arms on some sort of picnic date she planned for the two of you

Semi Eita-

I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys

your arms wrap around his neck and his lips press onto yours while the two of you sway back and fourth underneath red led lights.

don’t be surprised if things get sexual.

Tetsuro Kuroo

Careless Whisper- George Michael

okay first he played this song when you were over once and he had it on so that he could initiate a little make out sess with you but when you could tell how nervous he was on making a move on you you told him that there was no pressure on anything and he sort of just danced with you instead. he ended up unironically really liking this song because of that.

(bonus: if it’s fanon kuroo he likes to dance to sway by Michael Bublé with you and the whole time he’s just eyeing you down with a sly grin)

Kiyoomi Sakusa

Beach Baby- Bon Iver

Space Song- Beach House

I imagine it’s raining horribly outside to the point where the thunder outside is retro boomin

but the windows are open because both you and Sakusa love the sound of rain pouring

he has this song playing from his record player while he hums against your neck.

[elsonambulo]

@rvspberryjvm wanted finger kink, so he gets finger kink with a little breathplay in the form of Terry/Johnny.

Tbh I'm not sure this qualifies as finger kink? Not even sure this is sexy but I tried and I felt evil and cackled writing it so that's enough for me for now :3

The thing about Terry Silver is that his hands don't seem like they should belong to him until you realize there's no other hands he could have.

Not that Johnny spends a lot of time thinking about Terry's hands. Of course not. It's just hard to not give them at least a passing thought when Terry likes putting them all over him.

"Where's your head at, pretty boy?" Fingers curl in Johnny's hair and pull his head back, and he bites his lip to keep from making a sound. He's already being fucked on all fours and clearly into it; he doesn't need to give Terry another reason to feel smug. Above and behind him, the man in question lets out an amused sound.

"You know I like it when I can hear you," he says. Johnny doesn't bother to open his mouth, because he knows what Terry also likes; a few seconds later Terry's other hand lets go of his hip and reaches forward to grasp his jaw instead, forcing it open. The moan Johnny lets out is definitely a sound he's heard from himself often since starting this thing with Terry, but it doesn't make it any less embarrassing.

A hoarse whisper in his ear: "That's right, there's my good boy," before his hair is let go, the fingers on his jaw tightening as if to make up for the small mercy. Their grasp loosens for just a second, but only so Terry can shove two of them in Johnny's mouth, and Johnny can't help himself: he starts sucking.

Because when Johnny had first shaken hands with Terry, he had been surprised. The man had stocky hands, not at all elegant, but his long fingers curled around Johnny's hand like they could envelop it if Terry willed it so. No calluses, but not really smooth either. Not a working man's hands, but not the prissy lotioned up things Johnny would expect from a man who dressed to the nines either.

From there he couldn't help but notice them, and Terry clearly caught on, because he took every opportunity to brush a hand on Johnny's arm, fix his collar condescendingly, even ruffle his hair once or twice while Daniel seethed somewhere behind him. 

And if he couldn't touch Johnny, Terry made sure to keep his hands front and center: twirling a pen, holding a coffee cup, patting down his ascot. It drove Johnny insane, until the day he decided to confront Terry after hours in the Cobra Kai dojo, and Terry had popped up out of the shadows and put him on his back from one second to the next. He had the gall to not even say anything, just grinned at Johnny, put a knee on his stomach, and proceeded to undo his own slacks with careful precision; fished his hard cock out and started stroking slowly with those long thick fingers while Johnny could do nothing but watch.

Terry came all over his fingers and all over Johnny's shirt, didn't even bother to clean up before standing up and tucking himself back into his slacks. "I'll be seeing you, Mr. Lawrence," he had said, grinning with all his teeth before turning away to walk into the office, his fingers still dripping with his own cum.

A primal, desperate part of Johnny thinks he's been trying to suck the taste from Terry's fingers ever since that night, begging for what he was denied even now that they've done more than just a one-sided jerk off session. 

Terry forces another finger into the O of his mouth, just for a little bit, then wrenches his hand away so he can grab both of Johnny's hips as he fucks him faster. Johnny whimpers, and at this point he doesn't know if it's more from his mouth being suddenly emptied or from being fucked so hard. It hurts almost, but Johnny breathes and moans through it. He's not a pussy.

Besides, he knows if he takes it like Terry likes him to, Terry will reward him in turn.

It isn't long before Terry comes, draping himself all over Johnny's back and bites at the back of his neck, just below the fuzz of his hair. Johnny cries out, and Terry laughs shortly, still grinding into Johnny slowly, working his release in as far as it will go.

He pulls out and flips Johnny onto his back, making sure to keep his legs spread like Johnny's some blushing maiden who's going to get shy on him all of a sudden. Johnny doesn't really care; all he cares about is the pleased smile on Terry's face, the one that means not even a drop of cum has left Johnny's hole yet. 

Terry leans over him and kisses him, soft and slow, muttering praise into his mouth while Johnny simultaneously tries not to melt under him and not hurry him along. Luckily for him, Terry must be feeling generous tonight, because he backs off after a few seconds and then slowly slides a finger into Johnny's hole, slides it out, and then slides back in with two.

Johnny throws his head back. This - this is what he likes, for Terry's fingers to reach deep inside him, stretch him out even after he's already taken dick, make him feel the bumps of his knuckles and the pads of his fingers as he gets all his cum out. A dick is almost too smooth for Johnny - something Terry picked up on fairly early into this thing of theirs, which is why they always do it like this. Terry gets to manhandle Johnny, come inside him, and then gets to move him around some more as Johnny gets what he came for.

And see, Johnny would feel ashamed, has felt ashamed, at how he wants to know that something foreign is in his body (none of that romance novel crap, where people fit their bodies together like two puzzle pieces. No. Johnny wants the uneven spread, the slight discomfort of several somethings moving within him). But it turns him on a little, to feel the slight humiliation, to know he's good for it as long as he can physically feel that it isn't supposed to be there.

Aside from that, nothing can really be more shameful than getting it on with your psycho former sensei's equally psychotic sugar daddy (benefactor, Daniel always insists, but Daniel is weirdly stuck up about anything to do with Terry Silver, though he won't explain why. Johnny gets a little thrill thinking that maybe Daniel noticed Terry's hands too, and is jealous.)

Terry's up to three fingers now, and Johnny wriggles from the oversensitivity, but clenches around him all the same. He wants to come, needs to come; a little pain is worth it. Terry laughs, at him not with him, and Johnny's face burns even before Terry slides a hand up his torso and pinches one of his nipples.

"Fuck," Johnny breathes out, then does it again, louder when Terry punches in with his spread out fingers and bites his other nipple at the same time.

He feels his cock throb, and God he's so so close, he can feel it, he just needs Terry to slide in a fourth finger, maybe even a fifth and he'll be good to go.

But of course Terry doesn't do that, because Terry's a sadistic bastard. Slowly, so Johnny knows exactly what's going to happen here, Terry slides his hand up to Johnny's throat and lets it rest there. Johnny's breath catches, and he feels tears spring into his eyes- tears he successfully withheld until now. That must be why Terry decided to do this.

The thing is, Terry likes seeing Johnny cry, and Johnny likes not giving him the satisfaction if he can help it. And in the end, Johnny can never help it, because if nothing else works, Terry will pull out his trump card.

The hand is still just there, not doing anything, even as Terry's other hand is busy between Johnny's legs. Johnny clears his throat, and still his voice comes out raspy as he whispers, "Please."

Please not this. Please do it. Please don't bring this here. Please replace his fingers with yours.

Terry licks his teeth, a predator playing with its food, and before Johnny can wonder for the millionth time how Terry Silver can make him feel like the prey animal he isn't, the hand squeezes at his throat, lightly at first and then tighter, tighter, tighter.

Johnny gasps for air, he can feel his face turning red, and he wants to claw at Terry's hand but he clenches the bedsheets instead, arching up into the hold and riding Terry's still moving fingers. No mercy, not even for yourself.

Terry laughs again, this time loud and delighted, and he pins Johnny with his gaze the way he's got his body pinned at two opposing points, and that's how Johnny comes, staring into wild eyes and sobbing from the intensity of it.

The fingers in him jab at him one last time, the fingers around his neck squeeze once more, before Terry pulls away and pats his thigh in a mockery of care, making sure to smear cum on it. "Good job, golden boy. I can always count on you for a good time." Johnny flushes, but still silently sends out thanks to whatever higher power there might be for Terry not pulling out the nickname during sex. It's happened before and Johnny always comes immediately, and that particular shame isn't one he really likes to visit. 

He lies there, catching his breath, already knowing he's about to knock out, and he thinks that maybe next time he gets fucked like this, he wants to wake up to it already happening. Terry would like that, probably.

He very carefully doesn't think about how this thing between them was never meant for planning ahead.

[lesbian-dp]

The Green-Eyed Monster

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Words: 1,268

Warnings: Jealousy, a bit of confrontation. I think that’s it tbh lol. 

Request: Yes.

Summary: Fucking Gallas *cringed face*. Fucking at Gallas *”well...” face*.

A/N: Did i just make the summary a meme? Yes. Yes, I did.

Ko-Fi

18+ ONLY.

God, you hated these things.

The drinks were fine. Top of their standards, actually.

The food was fantastic, too.

The room you were in and the view from the fifty-first floors full-wall windows, was absolutely breathtaking. You could look at the sunset shining against New York City for hours.

The people.

The people you were surrounded by -minus your friends-. Now that was what you hated about these things.

They were meant to be for a good cause. It being a Charity Galla and all. But in reality, it was used so that Politicians, CEO's, and Businessmen and women all the like, could come and show off. Just a room filled with powerful people comparing dick sizes. The "dick sizes", of course, being how much was donated to the cause.

The cause that they didn't even care about.

You were currently conversing with some hot-shot Businessman, whose name you couldn't even remember. Greg, or George, or Daniel, or something. Your eyes started to wonder, as he resumed to talk brag about himself when your eyes met green.

The red-head smiled your way before it dropped when her attention was forced back to the man in front of her.

The man who was unmistakably trying to flirt with her.

The keyword here being, "trying".

And failing miserably.

But still, that doesn't mean that you liked it.

You really didn't like it.

But was it really your place to be able to put a stop to it? Just because you were jealous.

You watched as, in almost slow-motion, the man -whose name you also didn't know and didn't care to find out- reached over and place his hand on Natasha's hip, leaning in to whisper something in her ear. When he pulled away, you watched Natasha giggle at whatever the man said, and how her lips curled up into a small, almost bashful smirk. Looking up at him through her lashes.

Okay...

So, maybe he wasn't failing as miserably as you originally thought.

Natasha licked and bit at her bottom lip. Then the man leaned forward, intending to attach his lips to hers.

That.

That is when your tether broke.

This was stupid, so, so stupid. And you shouldn't be doing it. Natasha wasn't your girlfriend. You weren't even remotely together. You didn't know what she would say. How she would react. This could ruin your friendship.

Those were the thoughts that were running thought you rational, logic brain right now. The same one that you had tightly locked away, in that back of your head. As you muttered out an "Excuse me" to the man you were talking to, starting your way quickly over to Natasha and the man. The thought of stopping him from kissing the red-head, at the forefront of your mind.

Suddenly you were in between them, your hand gripping Natasha's bicep, and pushing the man away from her.

"Y/N, what the hell?"

"Dude, back off."

They exclaimed at the same time.

"No, fuck off, she's mine."

And with that, you drug Natasha from the Gala, her protection the whole time, but never once trying you break free from your grasp.

You opened a door to a random room, which just so happened to be a conference room. Pulling Natasha in, you closed the door with a slam, locking it.

"Do you wanna tell me what all that was about?" Natasha asked incredulously, you could tell she was starting to grow frustrated with you.

You said nothing. Only grabbing her by the waist, sinning her so that her back was facing the large oval desk, and pushing her to it.

Natasha's hands were on yours when you helped her jump up onto it, stepping between her legs, causing your bodies to be closely pressed together.

"Wha-?"

She was cut off with an open-mouthed kiss, moaning into it softly. Her hands trailed from where they sat on your wrists, up your arms, past your biceps and shoulders, to wrap loosely around your neck.

A few minutes into your make out, Natasha started to grind her hips against you. Her white dress riding up to the edge of her ass.

"Please," she begged in between kisses.

"Please" what?"

"Please make me come."

You smiled at how breathless she sounded. "Well, just because you asked so nicely."

Gently, you pushed Natasha so that she was laying on her back. Never breaking eye contact as you pushed her dress further up her body until it was around her waist. Then pulling her red panties down her legs, dropping them to the floor beside where you were crouched.

"Is this what you want?" you asked Natasha rhetorically.

"Yes."

You kissed at her sloppy core, the red-head whimpering at the contact, her hands moving to thread through your hair, pulling you closer as she ground her hips against your mouth.

"Fuck. You like it when I kiss you there, huh?"

A moan erupted from her chest when your tongue dug through her lips, lapping up all that was there. She was near her release, already, when you sucked and tongued at her throbbing clit.

"God, Natasha. You taste better than I ever could have imagined."

"More," she whimpered in reply, "Please more."

Her begs were so sweet and desperate, so what were you to do? Other than give her all that she asked for, of course.

You slid up her body, kissing her lips, letting her taste herself on you.

"You want more? Is that it?"

"Yes."

"Go on then. Tell me. Tell me what you want, baby."

"Please fuck me, Y/N." Natasha kissed you heavily. "I don't care what you do, just make me come."

"Anything for you, sweetheart."

You stuffed three of your fingers into her wet cunt, fucking her with a brutal pace, not giving her any time to get used to the intrusion. If she wanted to come, then she was going to come.

Sounds of ecstasy streamed from Natasha, her head thrown back, giving you the opportune moment to suck love bites on her neck. Sure that her cries could be heard faintly over the calm music in the gala.

“Louder," you demanded, "Moan louder for me, baby. Do it, or I swear to God, I’ll stop right now, and you won't come. Do it, I want him to hear you scream for me. I want them all to hear you.”

If you weren't positive that the gala could hear you before. You sure as hell are now, with the scream she released.

Natasha's vision swam back into place a few seconds later, she smiled as she felt you kissing the bruises on her neck.

She chuckled.

"What?" you asked confused by her sudden laughter.

"I knew that would work." Natasha hopped off of the table once her breathing had regulated. Straightening out her dress, your eyes glued to the leg that popped through the slit. Your eyes snapped up to hers, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Did you really think I was interested in that guy?"

"Wait," you paused for a second, "You purposefully made me jealous?!"

"Well, of course, I did," Natasha scoffed, before she turned sincere, "I've wanted you for a long time. And I hope this isn't a one-time thing."

The smile that broke out across your face threatened to break it.

Natasha saw this and pulled you in for a smile-filled kiss.

"God, I can't tell you how long I've wanted this," you whispered against her.

"Then how about we ditch the rest of the Gala, and make up for lost time back home?"

Yeah, you'd like that.

You'd like that, a lot.

***

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could u make a list of ur fav cats suit, how can I say it... Like, suit + makeup + wig... Ur favorites cats styles (?

Absolutely I can! Good question, let me see...

Okay my opinions on this are kinda boring because I like neutral and subdued colour palettes (warning I like yellow and gold so...most costumes I love are some variation of these shades). I will sort this into Tom and Queen costumes.

Toms

-Asparagus (Chorus Costume)

The list starts with me being predictable, of course, but what I appreciate about Asparagus' chorus costume is that it is, arguably, the most unique one while still blending relatively easily into the background due to its otherwise unremarkable colour palette/wig (like there is nothing all that special about his unitard design or wamers or tail, I’m aware). Most of the cats, in order to fluff out the human neckline, have the "shoulder fluffies". Asparagus is the only  one who has what I will affectionately call the "yarn poncho", which comes in various thicknesses but I prefer this kind:

And, occasionally, yarn threaded pants:

Which are delightfully ugly gives him an even shaggier/fluffier appearance and I love it. The only other individuals who have manes/shaggy coats are Tugger and Old Deuteronomy (and Grizabella technically), but none of them have this detail in their original chorus costume, just their main character costume. This detail was removed from the 1998 Video (unknown as to why since Tony Timberlake wore it on stage), and from the Broadway Revival (probably because Asparagus pretty much disappears early on in favour of Gus being a permanent fixture instead). A shame really, because it makes him immediately recognizable and easy to pick out.

The quality of his makeup varies for me since the whole purpose is to make it easy to paint over for Gus and Bustopher changes (Much like Plato). For some versions that means he's completely white in the face with little dimension, but I prefer when they add subtle details like striping or line work.

-Alonzo (Broadway and Broadway Based)

I have expressed before and I will express again that my unpopular CATS opinion is that I overall prefer Broadway based "golden" Alonzo costumes (and character) over London based black and white ones. This is absolutely not to say that I dislike the London costume because that isn't true. I like it very much it's very striking. But I think I prefer the golden Alonzo costumes because:

A. There is something very visually pleasing to me about gold and black Alonzos being paired with gold and black Demeters, and a Gold/Silver protector duo.

B. I like the earthy palette, the dual-toned muzzle, the fluffy tail, and the warmers (it makes for a more muted image when Alonzo is slinking around in the BG, particularly when shadowing Demeter)

C. The gold/black/brown is, imho, far more flattering to a variety of different skin tones than the clown white is. The neutral colour palette ties the makeup together very nicely, particularly when patches of skin are left bare (like on the face or the hands), as it often continues into the costume itself giving the whole ensemble more unity.

 Also I just like it? I don't know why.

- Skimbleshanks (London Chorus and Number)

Skimble's costume is one of those that I like both chorus and character version of, because they're both very well coordinated palette wise. I love the chunky, organic weaves in his warmers and tail.  I love the vest and the little bell! I love the complexity of his makeup, which is one of the hardest to do in the show. The wig can be very hit or miss for me depending on how it's styled. Some of the more recent wigs in the revivals and tours haven't been great tbh. 

Skimble also has the benefit of having my favourite arm warmers in the show when they look like this (because elbow patches):

I want a pair. I should make myself a pair. But the patches daunt me. 

Honourable Mention goes to the hundreds of Austrian crystals and stones that are hand attached to Mr. Mistoffelees' velvet costume during his number (of which Marlene Danielle collected when they fell off on stage and kept them in a vase in her dressing room) because sparkly *_*.

Queens

-Demeter (Broadway based)

The only notable difference between London and Broadway Demeter's are the styling of the wigs  and I LOVE the much more exaggerated spikey, punk-like styling of these wigs let me tell you. If she doesn't look like there are three tons of gel in her hair it isn't spikey enough. 

I feel like it gives her character an edge, which is a nice contrast to the overall softness of her makeup. There's also a simplicity to Demeter's makeup design that is well complemented by the more complex patterns on her unitard.

Though Bomba’s design is very similar, I prefer Demeter’s for whatever reason. I just like golds and yellows, I guess. I think the only thing I don’t like about Demeter’s design is her lipstick (particularly when it’s red) because I find it sticks out too much and looks odd.

-Jellylorum (Original Paris)

I have spoken about her before, but I love how elegant this design is. The Original Paris wigs are my favourite wigs (because I like big wigs I cannot lie), and ones that were styled like Jelly’s were particular favourites:

Like she’s still classic Jellylorum colours but the warmers soften her silhouette while the wig and makeup sweep her features up. It’s just a very beautiful design to me, idk why.  

-Rumpleteazer (Japan)

I don't need to explain myself here. Look at how cute she is:

I love the tiger stripes and I love her wig and I love her makeup. I do like the garter belt straps of the London design, but I can live without them. I wish her pearls were white to make them stand out a bit more like in the London design though. 

Honestly I love a lot of the CATS costumes so it’s difficult to narrow them down, but I would definitely put these particular characters in the top ten.

[oohlook-thevoid]

Ok I’ve literally been unable to stop thinking about all the books I loved as a kid so I’m going make a list of like my favourite childhood (meaning stuff I read from yr 1 to yr 8 roughly) book series/authors because I can (with like random anecdotes relating to them for some). And maybe if it’s out the brain I can start chilling again. (I’m fairly certain this will be long as hell)

Ruby Redfort - Lauren Child I have several memories relating to these books because THEY ARE THE BEST. Ok, so first memory is how I got into them. My town has a local lit fest and the year this first RR book came out, Lauren Child came and did a talk there. I went with my mum and it was super cool, I got the first book (signed!) and fell in love with the series. I also remember she gave away a like unfinished copy of the book to another girl in the audience. She also spoke about how the author of the RR books mentioned in Clarice Bean had given her permission to write about the character and I believed her; like me and my mum left and I was like going on about how I wanted to read the other books and then it turned out they weren’t real. Also that year I dressed up as Ruby for World Book Day at school: I wore this hand me down slogan tee with ‘so over it’ on and a hairgrip with a plastic fly glued to it. The other strong memory of the books I have is actually to do with them. Y’know the scene (in I think it’s book 2) where Ruby’s hiding and she describes hearing the tap of Italian leather shoes and you know it’s The Count. Like that scene makes me lose my shit everyday I remember it, like I had major chills when I read it. 

The Declaration trilogy - Gemma Malley

13 Treasures trilogy - Michelle Harrison 

My Secret Unicorn - Linda Chapman

Stardust - Linda Chapman I distinctly remember I returned one of the books from this series to the library. When I went to take something out next I was told I hadn’t returned it. I went and checked and found it on the shelf. That was the beginning of my dislike for the local librarians (the rest occurred when I did work experience there many years later).

Rainbow Magic - Daisy Meadows I absolutely adored this books as a kid. There was one in particular (the one about the fairy w/ the same name as me) that I treasured. It was my comfort book and if something was up with me it was obvious because I was reading that book again. Unfortunately I decided I was grown up and gave them all away a few years ago which sucks coz I could do with my comfort book again.  Another thing, recently I looked these books up for some reason and discovered Daisy Meadows is a pseudonym for multiple authors and that one of the writers was in fact LINDA CHAPMAN of several other of my fave childhood book series. Absolutely wild.

Dolphin Diaries - Lucy Daniels Guesss what? It’s another pseudonym in children’s literature. Turns out Dolphin Diaries was written by Ben M. Baglio. I’m beginning to think my entire childhood was a lie. 

Tiara Club - Vivian French

Sophie Mckenzie books I’m not sure if this was in one of her books but I do remember that around the time I was reading all her books I read a book where and American character ended up in London. She was in the bathroom and she heard a local person talking and went off on one (in the narrative) about how this person should move to the USA where her accent would be appreciated. To this day, weirdest scene I’ve read. I hated it. But I loved Sophie Mckenzie’s books. 

Uglies - Scott Westerfeld In year 8 we had a booklet of extracts we were studying. The final extract of the booklet was from Uglies which, coincidentally, I had recently read (as had one of my friends). Unfortunately, we never studied it in class. Largely because, whilst he was strict and scary as hell, the teacher we had was super easy to distract. He was ex-army so all someone had to do was bring that up and he’d go off on one for ages. There was also another lesson where somehow the class ended up discussing spongebob for most of the hour. 

Jacqueline Wilson books I mean, I wouldn’t be a British girl if I hadn’t read a ridiculous number of Jacqueline Wilson books; Hetty Feather was my favourite. Also, in like year 5, I lent my copy of Dustin Baby to a girl in my class. Never got that book back. 

Enid Blyton books Specifically the boarding school ones (St. Clares, Malory Towers and Naughtiest Girl). I actually used to get the Naughtiest Girl books instead of money from the tooth fairy. I guess my parents must have got the box set cheap and decided that this was a good idea. And tbh it was. 

Lady Grace Mysteries - Grave Cavendish Another case of a pseudonym - Grace Cavendish was the main character, not the actual author. Anyway, I read this when I was in like yr 4 which was also a time when I couldn’t sleep well and I was awake a lot (idk why). My parents, not having technology to blame for problems as they do for my brothers now, decided these books were to blame and banned me from reading them. So that was fun. 

Gwyneth Rees books My year 1 teacher (who was, like, the best) got me into these books, that’s it.

Meg Cabot books So, I really only got into these books because two of my friends loved them. These two friends would often wander off w/o the rest of the group to talk about boys and their crushes. That’s mildly relevant, the point is I read these books (and did enjoy them) purely because one of those friends liked them and I had a crush on her (not that I actually realised that at the time). 

An Unfortunate Fairy Tale series - Chanda Hahn

Iron Fey series - Julie Kagawa Both this series and the one above were the specific genre I was reading when I was 12/13. Like books where a girl is not normal and there’s a mean broody fae love interest with black hair and blue eyes was my shit back in the day, I was reading many series like it but these two are the ones I still have positive thoughts on. Anyway, I distinctly remember reading books like this and listening to Taylor Swift constantly. I was like trying to bond with my friends like yeah my type has black hair and blue eyes (coincidentally a similar appearance to a guy who asked me out around the time, we’re not going into that mess though but I didn’t date him, we’ll leave it at that). Anyway, more than anything these books combined with Taylor Swift songs was my way of staving of the realisation I’m gay and of trying to make myself straight. It clearly wasn’t that effective. 

House of Night series - P.C. & Kristin Cast

Vampire Academy + Bloodlines - Richelle Mead I had these series on my nook. I read them way too much purely because it was easy to. Now, my nook is broken and the account inaccessible so they’re lost to the ether. 

Jackson Pearce books Oh god. Ok, so when I read Sisters Red, it was the first book I’d read with swearing in. I remember going to my mum and being like there’s a swear word because I wasn’t sure I was allowed to read that and I didn’t want to be found out and end up in trouble. So that was fun to.

Fantastic Diary of Bathsheba Clarice de Trop series - Leila Rasheed

Sita Brahmachari books Artichoke Hearts in particular, I just remember loving it and then reading all her other books that were in the school library. 

Rose series - Holly Webb

We were liars - E. Lockhart So this is one of the only stand alones here but I have to mention it. In drama we had to sit and read quietly as the teacher went through the register and called us up to see our exercise books. I was reading this book. I also happened to finish it before I was called up. I was crying, knowing I’d have to talk to my teacher in a few minutes trying to not look like I’d been bawling.  

Cathy Cassidy books

Thora series - Gillian Johnson

Journey to the River Sea - Iva Ibbotson

A year without Autumn - Liz Kessler

[little-owly]

Also i neeeed more bw egos, god just thinking of them needing plastic sheets and pullups/thick diapers is such a hot idea tbh, thank you for fueling my kink in a recent post -queenie 🌌

ùwú

theres lots of egos so imma pick three lucky ones

jac//kieb//oyman absolutely hates the fact he wets the bed still. trying to seem as tough and collected as possible when he dresses down for bed. the hero’s head resting on the cool pillow, snuggling with his blanket.

he took off the uncomfortable plastic sheets schneep put on for him. the material sticking to his skin uncomfortably and making him itch.

“i’m not some three year old,” he yawns, jackie finally settling into a nice deep sleep. the dreams and memories of protecting the city and his friends making him relax.

he dreams of saving marvin from a rushing flood. fighting and swimming his way to his dear friend, the warm water wetting his suit as he moved closer to him.

in reality, his thighs were tight together, a pillow in between them. jackie whining as he rocked in his sleep. his cock spurting out warm piss into the pillow and his boxers. a light blush on his face as he leaked.

“my hero,” marvin said in the dream. cliche sparkly eyes filled with adoration as jackie flew them away from the danger. confused on why his suit was still so warm and…/wet/?

back to reality, jackie was still semi humping the pillow. warm piss flooding his boxers and making his thighs wet. the stream heavy and loud as it traveled down his leg and soaked the bed below. his sheets embarrassingly growing darker in color. shining in the dim light of the bedroom, only jackie and his mess being seen.

yet, poor jackie doesnt care. he doesnt care when all he feels his relief as his large bladder empties itself. he doesnt care when he turns over and feels the wet warmth push up against his hip and thighs.

because in his dream, he was saving someone he didn’t exactly want to admit feelings to just yet. his lips kissing marvin’s softly as marvin continued his praises

***

its no secret the host likes to drink. having his fair share of alcohol by 5 pm everyday when the egos were allowed to go home. bim or the jims helping him to his apartment, even having a few drinks themselves before walking home. leaving the mysterious ego be.

its no surprise the host has some fun while drinking. turning on music and slurring about his old days as an award winning novelist to nobody in particular. groaning as he realizes how much he misses his life before this ego mess.

before he was forced into this ‘company’.

before he was taken away for good.

he chugs at his drink before turning the music down.

his mind swims with the thoughts of his victims. daniel, ryan, the others. wishing he could take it all back. his mind racing with ideas and thoughts of ‘what if’s and 'why’s. somewhere in between these thoughts, he slipped. yawning and reclining back in his seat.

hoping sleep will do him some good. the amber colored drink forgotten as it sits near him on the counter.

he doesnt dream much anymore.

so its no excuse when his stream starts. calmly trailing down his legs and staining a the bottom of his coat. puddling down onto the hardwood floor of his apartment. splashing embarrassingly down into his socks. host himself not stirring one bit as he continues to wet himself in his sleep like a child.

he shifts lower into his seat and sighs at the comfortable wet warmth.

huh.

this sensation felt so lovely when sleeping – maybe he’d do it again.

***

yan//derep//lier hates her bedtime schedule. practically being treated like a child as her dads dark and wilford constantly keep an eye on her. she was nearly 20 for christ’s sake, she knew when to go to the bathroom.

yet, her dear papa followed her after dinner, “remember to go potty and see be when you get sleepy, okay?”

“papa.” she groans, sitting up from her laptop, “i /know./”

he giggles at her reaction and walks off.

and she does as she’s told. wilford laying her down gently to help diaper her up in a thick padding. powder being spread as she hides her face and groans again. her, a grown college student, being diapered like she was attending preschool. a blush as red as her hair spread across her face.

“this is just until we can see dr. ip//lier about your problem,” wilford comforts as he walks her down to her room. the diaper painfully obvious over the material of her shorts. the plastic band showing off at the top.

she hates it.

but is secretly relieved she has it on.

its much better to wake up to warmth around her middle, wet squishy material pushed up against her, then to icky cold wet sheets and blankets.

sometimes its…/more convenient/ to just lay back and go in her diaper rather than wake up to use the cold bathroom toilet down the hall.

but she wouldnt be caught dead admitting that.

[all-i-wanna-write]

🎃 Wanna One as supernatural creatures  👻 - Maknae Line

[ Masterlist ]  [ Back with the second part of this set - Now with the Wanna One children Maknae Line! I hope you all enjoy this!! also sorry for posting a bit late loves, Halloween parties are wild ahaha. Also wow it is lengthy again i’m sorry about that i tend to ramble whoops. I will get to the requests in my inbox soon to those who sent some in!  Have a safe weekend everyone and be sure to read and watch lots of spooky Halloween things in preparation for Halloween next Tuesday! -Admin V ] 

Park Jihoon

if someone calls him tinkerbell one more time he is actually going to lOSE IT

he is so sick of it

he is a pixie! not a fAIRY!

listen he knows they mean it as a joke,,, but cmon does he look like he wears a bright green leaf and is blonde

actually wait

he is not just aegyo and pixie dust and *magic* he is a MAN

and then you know, he sips milk out of a bendy straw and that argument is forgotten

his fashion sense is... still pretty out there.

really bright colors that do not match

and then he wears circle lenses all the time

(he actually cant see that well but he says its just fashion)

wears large sweaters to cover up wings so in summer hes Suffering™

 “you doing okay there jihoon?”

hes just there sweating bullets but raises a thumb

“never better”

he doesn't let the world besides the Supernatural Hub™ and his close family and friends know hes a pixie

so he seems like a normal human to about everyone

he attends college and works at a cafe and is overall just a normal guy

a very cute guy who jeojangs into girls hearts and they fawn over his boyish appearance and general attitude

“hes so cute, like a lil kid!”

lol if only they knew

dresses up as a pixie every halloween

ha ha “dress up”

halloween is the one day a year he can be free and let his wings breathe in a place other than home

he was asked by a friend one year why hes a pixie every year and he sweat bullets yet again

“pixies are cool!” 

hes just a pixie trying to live a normal life with crazy hyungs and friends who drive him insane

but he loves them though so its all okay

Bae Jinyoung

click clack

“how do you make that sound??? it sounds just like wood!”

“oh yeah my mouth is made of wood ahaha”

“wHAT”

introducing modern day frankenstein jinyoung

he was made after dying a long time ago in a car accident but was recreated into who he is now by his family

he ran away after finding out how crazy his family really is

occasionally has to do stitches on himself to connect parts again

he doesn't feel pain though

he has stitches on various parts of his body where he was put back together and some internal things replaced

a walking frankenstein

bright side he can do that really cool click clack sound with his mouth and not have to ever worry about throwing up cause no hunger or uvula to worry about

downside he cant have food really anymore because he doesn't have a way to digest it

he misses beef

he is still adjusting a bit to being alive again so he moves around a bit slowly

daehwi jokingly calls him a zombie and jinyoung has to hold his tongue to not curse at him

he gets back at daehwi by shaking his hand and it coming off and making the other faint

he doesn't really understand 

he helps sungwoon and daehwi with their magic though! 

he is kind of like the perfect assistant because he doesn't really feel pain and hes strong

hes just a cutie boy who may as well be half wood (i almost made him pinocchio lol) but is still gonna click clack his way into your heart

Park Woojin

“for the last time daehwi i’m a dragon not a lizard”

that’s right

our boy woojin is a fire breathing dragon

who lives in human form because despite how tempting it is to fly from the house to his classes 

he doesn’t think that people will like that very much

“did you hear about that dragon sighting the other day?”

“dude you’re hallucinating, dragons don’t exist”

woojin sweating bullets to the side

woojin is actually a really young dragon 

as in when he does shift forms its,,,

a small dragon

he isn’t a tiny whelpling but its pretty easy to tell he’s young by how small he is

thus why daehwi calls him a lizard 

when he is in his dragon form, he has bright red scales that are shiny and actually pretty soft

he has to be careful because his natural hair ended up being red and he dyes it all the time in vain to stop it

he’s lucky that red is a common dye color otherwise yikes

he isn’t very greedy lmao a lie

he collects pink things but isn’t willing to admit it just yet

halloween comes around and woojin suffers

he is a manly man who likes manly things

children are his weakness he gives out candy to the ones in dinosaur and dragon costumes because they remind him so much of home and family wow let me hug this boy hold on

living heater v.2

everyone goes to either him or daniel if they’re cold

he takes a lil bit of convincing to cuddle however, he is more reserved than daniel is

shy dragon

he breathes fire when scared/angry

on more than one occasion the home was set on fire due to someone scaring woojin

hes a passionate dance major who sets fire to the stage

i’m sorry

love woojin he is just a smol dragon who is learning and loves dancing and pink

Lee Daehwi

*ahem*

Yer a wizard, Daehwi

moving on

somehow he knows everyone, like everyone

he can recite for memory who is who in a family before even meeting them

daehwi doesn’t look any different than the next person

and then you just see him twiddling a wand around before mumbling something and his shirts suddenly pink

he has seen all of harry potter and loves to point out all the inaccuracies such as;

“why are they so focused on their wands?? you can cast spells without a wand???”

“that is so not how you use troll’s hair”

“wHY IS EVERYONE SO OBSESSED WITH ROBES I DONT GET IT I’M CONFUSION”

he helps sungwoon with his potions!

mostly because no one else will nor do they know where the materials for potions are like daehwi

he learned how to teleport and called it apparate because he is that much of a nerd for the movie despite how much he bashes it

he uses his magic so much its a wonder how he hasn’t been outed for a wizard in his school 

he is incredibly lazy because of magic tbh

“daehwi can you pass the pepper”

“oh yeah sure hyung” 

and he just twirls his fingers and the pepper is floating over to seongwoo

“boi”

very knowledgeable in social media and fashion and makes it his own mission to style the members

he works with jihoon on that one

despite their own.... choices in fashion they know whats good on their friends

if daehwi hates something someone is wearing he’s just gonna change it anyways with his magic lol

halloween is fun because he can decorate the store!!

he loves setting up little decorations that are alive and things for kids to enjoy as they pass by the shop window

the store looks so spooky and festive that it gets a lot of revenue during this time and daehwi couldn’t be prouder

he and jinyoung are best pals, as daehwi helps jinyoung with getting used to being alive again and jinyoung helps him out with numerous things 

dresses up in a witch hat and cape every year no questions asked

“i can do magic in public this way”

he is just a very lovable kid who may not understand boundaries at times but he tries and that’s honestly good enough for everyone

Lai Guanlin

our boy came from under the sea

literally

the merfolk and humans actually already know about each other so guanlin doesn’t really need to worry about people seeing his gills or ears because its not uncommon to see merfolk like him around

he is just cautious cause not a lot of people are really accepting of his kind yet

he just wants to learn about the world he hadn’t been in for so long because he was in the ocean for most of his life

silent frustration from wanna one hyungs who want to protect him

guanlin is a very tall merfolk for both his age as well as species 

he ended up living at the Supernatural Hut™ because some kids at his boarding school bullied him for gills 

and daehwi saw him getting bullied when he was coming back to the shop and boy did daehwi act

he is lucky those guys were turned around when he cast an illusion charm on a trash can

made it look like police jumping out. which scared the life outta those boys and they ran

daehwi proceeded to claim guanlin as his own and run off with him

okay he didn’t actually run off with him but he bought guanlin coffee and declared him his child

guanlin is confusion

“you were lost on your way back home but you found home in us”

“ew that was cheesy minhyun-hyung”

“here i am baring my heart and soul for you and i get rejected like this”

he’s home-schooled there because no one trusts those schools who let guanlin be bullied

protect the maknae 2k17

“so is under water like the little mermaid”

“whats the little mermaid?”

“that’s it kid you’re watching movies with us and you’re ours now you need to know little mermaid.”

he doesn’t really know what’s going on 99% of the time.

he learns very quickly though, and pretty soon he knew all the movies and basic “kid” stuff that every kid needs to experience within a week

he goes for swims in the nearby lake every other day and relishes swimming in the pure water, unlike the water in the shower

seonho, his other merman bud, lives at their home basically and eats all their food 

still his best friend though

he looked like a kid in a candy store when he learned about halloween

dressed up as nemo and it was honestly the cutest thing to see

he is just a lovable fishy boy who wants to learn more about the world 

[snakesnsnoodles]

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2. Who have you hurt the most?

That's a broad question, but I think I would have to say people that I’ve lashed out at or just ones I’ve cut out of my life.... I hate that I’ve hurt anyone, but I’m sure there is more  that I have hurt in my past, I just can't remember 

56. Have you ever seriously considered killing someone?

Yes, but thats in fits of rage and I usually get over it. Unless myself counts??? Hahaha

58. Have you ever experienced something supernatural or unexplainable?

Buckle up buttercup, I have a lot of stories. Mostly from my old house in childhood and the farm.  I’ll put it under the cut cause death mentions and such

cause long post is long

Woman in White and The Black Snake        When I was maybe 4 or 6 years old. My parents lived in the bedroom downstairs, my current room. I was(and still am) an nervous child and a very bad sleeper due to my constant nightmares.... When I was young, the second Harry Potter movie was out and I was terrified of the Basilisk(oddly enough cause now I think its cute???). So I would have this recurring nightmare where this giant black snake, not the Basilisk oddly enough, would chase me through my house and try to snatch me up. I would run around the house and it was alot like the scene in the movie where Harry was running through the tunnels and yeahhhhh. Anyways one night after this nightmare I was so scared I ran down to my parents room like I always would to get away. I would climb between them and try to sleep but I would end up staying awake anyways...    On this particular night, I came down and laid on the end of the bed instead, I didn't want to wake them up, I hated bugging them but I was so freaked. I heard a soft noise and I tensed up and looked around, thats when I saw it.. or should I say "her?"...A woman, dressed in a simple white dress, reaching her upper thigh, standing in the corner, she had long white curly hair and amberish, red/ or purple? eyes. She was so pale and beautiful, if not for the red slash across her throat and and the stains on her dress and pale glowing skin, I would have thought her to be an Angel. I sat up and pinched myself to make sure I was awake and she was still there. I was so scared I froze like ice. I could not move and I tried... I couldn't scream and I couldn't do a thing. She smiled and walked towards me, and then stopped and stood over the bed. She reached out to touch my face it was so cold, but hesitated. Her smile fade and she looked around seeming worried... then she vanished and I was freed from the ... spell? trance? I'm not sure... but the rest of the night I couldn't sleep and I kept hearing crying and the occasional shadow would dart around the room. I was so afraid I stayed awake until dawn, again.    In the morning I tried to tell my parents but mom got all weird and said it was my over active imagination, but it was so real and I was and still am convinced she was trying to tell me something...    The night after I had that snake nightmare again. But this time for some bizarre reason, I turned around and let the snake catch up with me. He stopped and looked at me with his bright toxic green eyes and we had a long staredown, he seemed to expect me to run, but I stopped myself. After what seemed like forever he leaned down and licked me, then after that in the dream, me and this snake played all night and I fell asleep against him in the dream, thats when I woke up, feeling  like I had the best sleep of my life. That was what probably started my obsession and love of snakes... I still don't know where or what was going on with the woman and I worried about it for years...    In the end I started to write a story involving the snake and the woman, I named the snake Daniel and the woman Onria....She's the main goddess in my story, and Daniel is her prophet... That whole experience spawned some of my earliest OC's....    I still on rare occasions dream about the snake, Daniel as I call him, but its rare... The Old Farm House / Hey Great Great-Grandpa! Where Is Your Leg?    When I was around 4th grade, we lived in Minnesota, far away from our house (we had the farmhouse and the one here in Manvel, but my dad owned the farm and mom owned the one in Manvel, they weren't married till i turned like 16, 17 years old tbh) Anyways, it was a house thats been in my dad's family since it was built. I had a bedroom in the upstairs and I lived under the attic. My mom and dad had a bedroom on the main floor along with the living room with a door so I could go in there and shut the door. Anyways I typically didn't sleep in my bedroom, I usually slept down on the main floor living room on the couch and fell asleep watching movies. But this night I decided to sleep upstairs in my bedroom with my hideaway couch/bed thing. I played some paper mario on my gamecube (oh my lord I feel old lol ), played with my hamster, and turned out the lights to go to bed. But of course as soon as the lights went out I heard some thumping around above my head... I got scared and fumbled with the light string (yes it was an old attachment thing haha, no switches upstairs) and I couldn't get it on.    Not long after that I heard a soft moan and the room turned cold. A man stood in the doorway squinting at me, he looked alot like my grandpa, but that was impossible because he was still alive at the time.... The man in the doorway was wearing an old time war outfit with one of the legs missing up to his hip. I just stared at him cause I was so scared. He blinked and pointed at the window and said something about the garage??? I looked at the window and looked back and he was gone.    So the next morning I go out to the garage, it was full of junk and stuff, never parked a car in it tbh. But anyways I went in and looked around and found a big jar. In the jar was some preservative fluid, and a fucking leg bone. Like the whole leg and foot. It was fascinating and I ran to the house to ask my  dad about it. (I didn't say anything about the supernatural hint because my parents never believe me...) He said I had found my great-great grandpa's leg, he had lost it long ago and they preserved it after they found it. It still messes with me that a dead relative pointed me to his dead body parts.    I rarely ever slept upstairs after that, cause whenever I did I would heat the knocking in the attic and it drove me nuts. Bump in the Night / Whispering Assault    Warning, this one MIGHT be triggering to you if you've been creeped on, maybe you should skip this one, just a heads up...    Alright. This one is the most recent of all the stories. And this one is a bad experience I have had/am still having..? Nothing has happened since my basement flooded ... but I'm still cautious of this one....    So. This started when I was still 18 and I'm now 20, so its been about 2 years.    Every so often in my house I stay up past 3am just to kinda work on doodles or watch videos, ect. On the first time this happened and I noticed it I was doodling, with no music on or any kind of noise. But suddenly I hear shuffling soft footsteps outside my room door. At first I thought it was my mom, but on how the hell she snuck downstairs without me hearing the upstairs door slam open, creak open, or the loud ass stairs, was my first hint that something was wrong. I got up and listened to the footsteps. They stopped, so I reluctantly laid back down in my bed. But as soon as I did that I heard the sounds of someone messing with the loud light switch, I got up much quicker and saw the light slightly flicker under the door, I stupidly opened the door as fast as I could, nothing was there but the air felt really heavy I slammed the light on. (At this point I've gotten brave when it comes to the supernatural seriously I've made it this far in life without dying) The room felt wrong and it felt like the dark was alive in the basement room across from me.... so I closed the door and locked it. I left my closet light on that night.    There was a few more incidents like this one where I would hear the noise, minorly freak out, and just try and ignore it. Then there was the two incidents... One where they approached me, and the second, when they spoke to me.    I shut off my electronics for the night and laid down in my bed (a weird coincidence my bed is in the same corner as where I first saw the lady in white, Onria. But this must be a different ghost, this one burns not freezes... o-o") As I was laying there, I had a scary feeling of being watched. I was too scared to look to the end of my bed but I felt the odd presence and pulled my huge comforter over my head. As soon as did this I felt something lay right on top of me, it was as heavy as a person, my heart was racing and I panicked and stayed under the blanket. I felt it feeling me up all over, it pressed against me, uncomfortably touching everything. I tried to struggle, but it held on tight. It was way to warm and I could hardly breathe. Finally the pressure released me and I reluctantly lifted the blanket to look and as quick as I could manage I turned all the lights in my room, it was gone.    The second and last time I heard from this same presence was maybe a couple months before the flood in my basement when the same-ish situation happened where I felt them lay on me, but much gentler this time.... There was weird and pleasant sensations. It was weird as hell and I felt breath in my ear and heard a woman speak, she said "its ok" and "I know about her" and then something about "You're not who you are". I felt a soft pressure on my lips and the presence was gone. I sat up quickly and remember seeing a soft flash of light outside my room and then it was gone.    After that I heard the noises very rarely and I still felt the darkness in the other room. I still get that feeling, usually upstairs now... In the end I am still to this day confused as hell.... and thats all my big experiences? 

[sawyer-is-unisex]

1 to 30 for the south park asks. I am trash.

30 South Park Asks

1. Favorite main character and why they’re your favorite?

already answered

2. Least favorite main character and why they’re you least favorite?

Eric fucking Cartman

He is an anti semitic, disrespectful Character which treats woman, transgender, disabled (mental or body) and his friends like shit.

3. Favorite side character and why?

already answered!

4. Least favorite side character and why?

Probably Token, everytime he gets screentimes its about ‘He’s rich’ or ‘He’s black’ or ‘playing a double game’. He is such a flat character and i really hope that, he will some screentime where he is actually gets a character.

5. List as many of the South Park kids as you can in order from fave to least fave!

fck. This will take a while and probably its not the right order anyway.

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Clyde Donovan

Tweek Tweak

Kenny McCormick

David Rodriguez

Nichole Daniels

Karen McCormick

Ike Brosfloski

Craig Tucker

Gary Harrison (probably Fanfictions fault.)

Jimmy Vamler

Timmey!

Red Tucker

Butters / Marjorine Stotch

Leslie Meyers (don’t ask.)

Annie Knitts

Wendy Testaburger

Dogpoo

Scott Malkinson

6. Any characters you feel you can relate to?

Stan Marsh (Depressions)

Tweek Tweak (Paranoia and the shaking/twitching)

Clyde Donovan (weight problems)

Wendy (feminism)

Don’t like it? not my problem.

7. Favorite adult and why?

already answered

8. Least favorite adult and why?

Randy Marsh. Where should I start?

He haves an alcohol Problem which leads him to stupid actions

He treats his kids like shit (like making fun of stan for his opinion. or laughing at him for being abused by his sister)

He acts like a teenager himself and not like a father of 2 children

He doesn’t talk much to sharon about anything, which you should when you’re married

Not to mention how naive he is.

9. Any characters that you think deserve more spotlight?

Already answered

10. Any dead/one-time characters that you want back?

Gary Harrison

Gary was an intressting Character and i really liked him for bringing some positive vibes into south park.

please come back. qwq

11. Are you someone who has a lot of headcanons for SP characters?

already answered

12. Tell me a headcanon that you have for [character name]!

Where the hell should i start?!

Kenny Mccormick is androgyny.

This is probably my favourite Headcanon among all of my HC’s.

13. Favorite ship? Tell us why!

already answered

14. Least favorite ship? Tell us why! (But don’t tag it; that’s rude!)

Ky/man (if you ship it, better jump this part.)

I’m not really sure where to start on this one but I have to say what makes actually hate that ship is the fact that you ship an anti-anti semitic, which already dressed up as a nazi , with a jew.

Cartman and Kyle have barely moments, where cartman treats kyle with respect.

In MY opinion it’s abusive,disrespectful and not healthy at all.

15. List as many SP ships as you can think of in order of fave to least fave!

That will be fun! B)

Style / Raven x Kyley-B

Bunny

Stlyendyl

KarIke (Karen x Ike)

Kyvid

Stary

Creek

Red/Nichole

Davihole (David x Nichole)

ClyBe

Stylevid

Firklemore (Kindergarten goth x Fillmore)

Staig

any many many more. if nlist more it will be too much. just ask me about a ship and i will answered it.

16. Favorite episode and why?

oooh that’s pretty hard. I mean there are soe pretty awesome episodes. My 2 fav episodes are 

“Marjorine” 

This is a pretty good episode to show how hard and awful girls can be, just because they don’t fight like guys they can be pretty abusive towards new girls. Saying things before thinking can leaves scares and i like how they showed use how much it affect poeple. (I mean Butters is a guy and was pretty hurt by their behaviour so don’t blame it on a girls weakness!)

“The Hobbit”

It started with helping a ‘chubby ‘and a 'less’ attractive girl being a part of the Cheerleader squad, to help and it fast turned around that she was became pretty popular, because of PHOTOSHOP!

The whole Photoshopping situation is pretty dangerous. and it showed us how easily poeple gets tricked to get more like,shares and comments about their look on social media and how you can get cut out for being natural.

Even the downer ending about a crying wendy doing something she is knowing how dangerous it can showed what powergroup pressure can have.

17. Least favorite episode and why?

*cough* whole season 20 *cough*

I can not really decide there several ones (but evering with cartman & nazis are just…i can’t even find words)

18. Describe an episode you’d like to see happen someday!

Stan finally comming out as Bi or Gay

19. To you, what’s the most meaningful moment in the show? 

Showing that even children can get depressios? (You’re getting old & Ass Burger)

Stan really needed help, but for being how he was in these episodes, he was left alone and started drinking and i think thats not too far from reality.

20. To you, what’s the most disgusting/worst moment in the show?

the human centipede parody episode is fucking disgusting

and

The Cartman Nazi/Hitler March. 

21. Do you enjoy episodes that have a focus on the parents/adults?

Well i have to say, it’s more important what happens in an episode (the plot) instead of who is in focus of the episode but most of the time I’m pretty annoyed to see how stupid the Parents behave.

22. Do you enjoy when episodes/seasons have an overarching plot?

And again it comes to the plot itself and I’m sure everyone is interpreting this question different and have different episodes in their mind.

sorry

23. What’s the first episode you ever watched?

oh god. I started watching south park in the 5th or 6th grade so I’m not really remembering it but making me join the fandom active was the creek episode, because of all those fanart from actual south park fans.

24. What’s your favorite South Park song?

already answered

25. How and why did you get into South Park?

First started to watch it

Some random friend talked to me about how funny that show was so i started watching it on the TV at the same day!

The creek episode

I saw different “CReek is Canon” videos on my YT sub-box and asked on my friends what happened and she explained it to me.

So i watched the episode online and goolged where the Fanart is comming from and well, i was impressed that Matt & Trey asked for Fanart and well

so i started to rewatch south Park from the beginning, started to ship Style & Bunny, looked for fanart and joined the Fandom. 

( @mcnuggyy ‘s Style Fanart was my fav back then. I remember it was the first thing showed up on my Tumblr. :) )

26. Have you ever felt weird for liking South Park?

Tbh. I was like ‘shoud i really like this show so much?’ but when i told my mom about it she was like “I’d watch it more often but i don’t the animation style and that makes me less intressted in the show’

not to mention my psychologist was like ‘That’s good! It shows me you are smart enough to understand the humor of that show!’ from his side it was good to like that show! :D

27. Have you watched every single episode?

I’m not sure. sometimes i random skipped through random episodes so i bet i forgot some but i can’t remember all of it anyway.

28. Have you played any South Park games? Which ones?

South Park - The Stick of Truth for my Playstation 3

29. How well would you say you know South Park trivia?

my brain is a mess so not really well but i have no problems with google the shit i need to know. :D

30. Tell us a SP fact; any one will do!

already answered

BUT since there are so many here another one.

Nichole Daniels didn’t got a Last name until the 20th season