#i want to bite something full force rn

[fairlyang]

Easy money I 🕷️

in which your roomie needs your help for a shoot

w/c: 3.1K

pairing: pornstaroomie!miguel x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. tension, recording, groping, fingering, squirting

notes: all my readers loved this series and might’ve been peer pressured for a part 3 but I’m kinda excited to write it :D gonna post this rn and maybe part 2 tmrw, finish up all my part 3’s soon hopefully

part two

I heard a knock on my door so I lowered my music from my airpods. "Come in!" I yell and turn to look at my laptop.

I hear the door open and Miguel clears his throat, I turn around to look at him and raise an eyebrow, "what's up?"

"I need something from you...." He says and takes a step inside.

"Like what?" I ask and he takes another step forward.

"You're gonna have to hear me out alright?" He says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"Okay..." I say and take my airpods off leaving them on my desk before turning back to look at him, giving him my full attention.

"I need you to step in for tonight's shoot..." he says and I burst out laughing.

"Are you fucking joking?" I say and shake my head. Is this man serious?

"I need your help Y/n..." he says nearing the edge of my bed and I groan.

"Why me?"

"The girl I was gonna shoot with canceled on me last minute and all the girls I usually shoot with are unavailable." He explains and I blink.

"Andddd you are already here...." He adds and i scoff.

"Not really sure I'd wanna expose myself like that Miguel." I say and stand up, walking over to my bed and plop down on it.

He sighs and sits on the edge of it and looks at me with pleading eyes. "Please? For me?"

"And the camera would hide your face, so unless you have any noticeable tattoos on your lower body then I think you'd be in the clear." He says and I bite my lip. Well there lies the problem...

I blink looking at him in silence making him scoff as he widens his eyes slightly then his lips tug into a smirk. "Where do you have it?" he asks and I feel my face heat up.

"Uh that one spot that's like lower, inner hip..." I say quietly and turn my gaze to my window.

There was really no reason for me to be acting like this- but that tattoo wasn't exactly somewhere that most people in my life know.... So maybe... just maybe...

"No face?" I ask and he nods.

"You know I don't even show my face-" he says with a small smile.

"I know but I don't know if it's different for the girls you record with." I say and shrug.

"It depends on them mainly, I'm not gonna force anyone I work with to show their face if they don't want to." He says softly and I nod slowly.

"And you wanna do this like right now?" I ask and he nods again.

"Jesus-" I mutter and run a hand over my hair.

"Up to you but you know I have a lot of loyal subscribers and make decent money off this..." he says and I chuckle.

"Because the girls love your voice and body." I say and he smirks making me regret my choice of words. And queue to him being obnoxious about it...

"I-"

"Think so huh?" he teases in a cocky tone making me groan.

"Fuck off." I say and grab a random stuffed animal from my bed and throw it at his face.

He laughs and holds it, it was so small compared to his hands. Oh god-

I mean of fucking course I've noticed how fine he is- it was the first thing I noticed when I was interviewing people to be my roommate, he was the hottest man that came in needing a place to stay.

I didn't just decide on him because he was hot but because he seemed chill and not like someone that would murder me in my sleep.

But I never made a move on him, neither did he. We've just always had some type of tension that neither of us ever paid attention to... I guess until now..

"So what exactly did you plan to shoot?" I ask and let out a sigh.

He grins and scoots closer now sitting by my legs as they were stretched out. "I was thinking fingering."

I nod and bite my lip, "hmm.."

"Up to you I won't force you but just think of the fact that you'd be getting paid to get fingered." He says and I snicker.

Sounds like easy money...

And I'd get an orgasm out of it...

"50% of whatever the video makes will go to you." He says and I bite my lip.

"You're really laying it on thick there Miguel... you that desperate?" I tease and he playfully rolls his eyes.

"Yeah actually, so just let me know within the next hour before I just decide to do a solo vid." He says and stands up.

I sigh and nod, "I'll... think about it...." He smirks and gives me a wink before opening the door and walking out, closing it behind him.

I sigh and lay down on my bed, should I?

I mean there's no denying the fact that I always listen in when he has someone over to record... or even checked out a few of his videos on pornhub...

maybe even possibly masturbated to a few of his audios... or the ones where he fucks himself with a fleshlight...

Letting out those incredible moans for everyone's very own pleasure, how selfless.

But he wanted to record for onlyfans which was for the ones who specifically pay to view his content, which apparently was a lot and the thought alone was a little nerve wrecking.

What if someone I've been with before recognized my tattoo and tells people I know? I'd be fucking done for and I'd just die on the spot of pure embarrassment.

But the money- how could I say no to that kind of money? Especially when seeing the views just his previews on pornhub get-

I'd be so fucking stupid to pass this opportunity...

Fuck it.

I get up from my bed and walk to my door quickly opening it before stepping out onto the hallway. I then do the walk of shame and walk to Miguel's room.

I made my mind up a little too fast god I'm not gonna hear the end of this from him-

I step in front of his door and knock twice before hearing a laugh. I groan and cross my arms across my chest, patiently waiting for him.

He opens the door with a wide smile but before I could even say a word my eyes trailed down his chest then to his abdomen. A small happy trail going down caught my eye as a pair of grey sweatpants hugged his hips perfectly.

God he looked so good...

Wait- how the fuck did he change so fast?

"Did you just assume I was going to say yes?" I ask, quickly looking up at him.

He shrugs and opens his door wide, motioning for me to step inside. I roll my eyes but walk in nonetheless, seeing that he was indeed very desperate for this. And apparently eager.

"I knew it'd be something hard for you to say no to." He says and shrugs, closing the door behind him.

"And I had an idea for more anonymity..." he says and walks past me.

He walks over to his desk and picks up two masks, robber masks. "We could put these on." He says and throws me a pink one.

I catch it and look down at it, cute.

"Just casually had these huh?" I mutter and play with it between my fingertips.

It only had three holes, obviously for the eyes and mouth. It honestly didn't shock me too much that he had these especially considering he didn't make content showing his face at all.

"Alright ready?"

"Where are we doing this? Should I change? Should I put makeup on-"

"Calm down-" he says and laughs, shaking his head at my sudden worries.

"We're doing this in my bathroom, I already set the camera and lights up." He explains and I nod.

"As for your clothes if you want I can give you one of my shirts and you can just leave your panties on." He says looking me up and down.

I wearing a SZA shirt with Cookie Monster pajama pants.... Yeah I definitely could've changed but maybe got a tiny bit excited..

He walked over to his dresser and picked the first one of top and then tossed it over to me. I caught it and unfold it to reveal a Nirvana tee. I shrug and walk over to his bathroom with him right on my tail.

I walk in then stop and quickly turn around to point a finger at him, "you're waiting- you can wait a few more minutes there O'Hara." He chuckles and backs up letting me close the door.

I quickly take off my tee shirt and put the one he gave me on. I leave my shirt on the sink then I slip out of my pj pants and realize it wasn't a big deal if he watched because he was going to see it all right now anyway.....

I look in the mirror and take a deep breath, I was really going to do this.... We were really going to do this...

I then take notice of the ring light and tripod that were right in front me. This was getting so real so fast and it was making me more nervous than I expected.

I breathe in then breathe out. I do it a couple more times and feel some nerves leave my body but some still lingering around.

I turn around and walk towards the door, I open it wide and Miguel stands up from his bed and walks over. "Finally." He teased and I chuckle.

"My bad." I mutter, turning back around and walk to the sink, leaning against it as Miguel walks in.

"You're good, don't worry it'll be fine." He reassured and gives me a small smile.

He walks over to his tripod and sets his phone on it and goes to the camera. He turns to me and motions for me to stand in front of the camera. I nod and do so, leaning against the seat with my nerves growing every second.

"Alright we're gonna start, if you need me to stop at any given moment just tap my thigh or anywhere twice okay?" He says and I nod.

"Audibly please?" He says and I chuckle.

"Yes I understand."

"Okay good." He says and throws me the pink robber mask.

I move all my hair to my back then slip it on. I fix the holes to align to my mouth and eyes then see Miguel doing the same. "This'll be fun." He mutters with a slight smirk on his face then he presses the button to record.

He walks over to me and gently puts his hands on my cheeks then leans in. I lean up and he leans down removing the last amount of space between us and crashes his lips onto mine. I kiss back and put a hand to his jaw and the other on his neck.

I then feel his hands slide down my body, at first staying at my waist, gripping my skin softly through the shirt until his hands go lower and his fingertips are playing with the hem of his shirt, near my ass.

He slid his tongue in my mouth and continues toying w his shirt, bringing it up slowly as our tongues fight for dominance but I stood no chance. Suddenly I feel a hard smack against my ass making me moan in his mouth.

He smiles and pulls away just to go down and start leaving open mouthed kisses on my neck. I sigh and tilt my head to the side as he slightly moves the mask to leave a mark where he wanted. He sucked on my skin then licked it softly before leaving a kiss on it.

I smile and grab his head, making sure he stayed in place as he kept playing with the skirt. He pulls away again and this time bringing the hem of the shirt up, slowly. He turns me around slowly so my behind is what the camera will see and lifts the shirt completely over my ass.

Another smack.

Then to the other cheek.

Another smack on each one, definitely already making them red and it seemed like he wanted to keep going because of the noises that were leaving his mouth. Such delicious groans.

He keeps pulling it up, exposing my entire bare back to the camera but my tits to him. He quickly brings it up and over my head, throwing it on the floor then quickly cups my tits and squeezes.

I gasp when he pinches both nipples then quickly turns me around so my ass was on his already hard bulge. His hands continue squeezing and I felt purely at bliss, heaven on earth even.

I lay my head back against his chest which makes him lean down and leave a kiss on my neck then suck gently on the skin as his hands continued kneading my tits.

His right hand then lets go of my boob and slowly trails down my stomach, as if easing me in, making me feel comfortable first. I grab on to his left arm and try to stand still, I already felt like I was going to go crazy and maybe fall over.

My fucking roommate was doing this- and he had such a good hand for these things so this was gonna be perfect.

His hand goes between my legs, gently rubbing my pussy through my panties. I spread my legs to help him out when he starts rubbing circles on my clit. I moan and buck my hips forward, already wanting more.

And he gives me just that, he starts going faster and I could feel my wetness seeping through the fabric of my little panties. "Miguel-"

He hums then rubs along my slit, my arousal already able to soak his fingers. How embarrassing.

He then removed his fingers making me whine until he pulls my panties down and lets them slide off my legs. I step out of them and kick them farther out, out of shot.

I spread my legs again and he doesn't hesitate to immediately start rubbing my clit again, not caring to ease me in anymore. He moans into my ear and dips his fingers on to my folds, my wetness enveloping them as he teases my hole making me grip harder onto his arm.

He moved that arm to grip on to my waist while I still held on to it for dear life. I couldn't trust myself to stand I knew I'd just end up falling and he was a big boy, he could handle me.

He then slid a finger in, slow at first until he slammed it in without warning. I gasped and clung on to his arm. He then started pumping in and out, deep and slow.

He started going faster, hitting deeper now until he fully stopped and added a second finger in. He started moving again, going faster and harder, making me a moaning mess as I looked down to watch in awe.

"Look how easy you're taking me baby." He murmurs in my ear and I couldn't help the whimper that came out of me.

"Feels so good-" I moan and he hums, pumping them even faster.

I felt myself clench against his fingers and listen to how fucking soaked I am, he barely even touched me..

"Rub your clit for me." He whispers and I nod, immediately bringing my right hand down to rub my clit in fast circles.

I moan out for him and he coos dirty little nothings into my ear as he starts curling his fingers up and hitting that sweet spot every time.

I was starting to feel my orgasm creep in already which had me shocked but then realized who was the one doing this to me...

"Fuck- Miguel-" I moan and lay my head back against him, he leans down to kiss my cheek oh so sweetly.

He then brings his open hand and starts pinching my left nipple, I felt my legs shake as he continued and I was slowly down because I was feeling so fucking close.

"Don't stop baby, be a good girl and keep rubbing that clit until you cum for me sweet girl." He murmurs and I whimper, clenching against his fingers as I rub my clit faster feeling that knot in my stomach about to burst.

"Miguel please- so cl-"

I dig my nails into his arms making him groan but he didn't say to stop. I felt my eyes growing hazier by the second and my thighs were trembling more and more by the second.

Suddenly I see white, I cry out and feel my climax crash and take over my body. I closed my eyes and almost fell to my knees, had Miguel strong arm not held me. My legs were trembling and Miguel's fingers were still inside, slowly fucking me through my orgasm.

I held onto him for dear life and start to calm my breathing down as I open my eyes, then quickly widening in pure shock, I had squirted all over the place.

I gasp and move my hand away from my clit, I stood silent, still in Miguel's arms in pure embarrassment. Squirting always felt so embarrassing, especially now because I didn't even mean to-

"That was probably the most perfect shoot I've done thus far." Miguel says making me scoff.

"I'm being so serious." He says finally taking his fingers out of me slowly and brings it up to his lips.

I tilt my head and look up, watching as he sucks on his fingers covered in my juices. Holy fuck.

I blink watching him as if in a trance, then he looks me directly in my eyes making me subconsciously squeeze my thighs together.

He takes them out with a plop and gives me a wide grin, "sorry but we have to do that again in the future...."

I laugh and look down embarrassed, I shrug and straighten up, "I guess we'll have to see if the people liked it..."

"I'm sure they will." He says and laughs.

"Let's get ya cleaned up then maybe we can watch a movie, if you'd like." He suggests and I look up at him and nod.

"That'd be perfect."

[cannniballcutie]

könig just wants a little wife... 💋

hey guys! totally having brain rot about trying to hook up with and finally lose your virginity to könig, but he just totally doesn't understand the concept of something casual...

totally inspired by this post u guys its toooo good... go read it rn @gremlingottoosilly is literally a mastermind 🌝🔪. but!! this is also based off of an experience i had with a guy that i met recently so let me know if you want to hear that story as well cuties :p

cw: sketchy situations, fem!bodied reader, virgin!reader, inexperienced!reader, very slight m!receiving oral, dom/sub dynamics, cnc/dubcon, i'm rereading this like, damn this bitch rlly put herself in this situation... AND she wants to do it again 🤭

before he picked you up outside of your apartment complex, könig was just some man that you'd met online, and decided to meet up with irl because of his sweet personality! he was so much kinder than the other pervy guys on those websites, and he complemented you frequently, although he would regularly ask for a photo of your hips in different positions, and that he'd asked you to facetime while you sucked on a strawberry lollipop, not letting you end the video call until you finished licking at the last bits of sugar left on the stick, your lips red from the sweet dye. he even had you eat before taking you to a hotel of his choice, making sure that you'd hydrated and were soft from the warm food he had recommended, although he ensured that you didn't feel too full :( he wanted to make sure that you saved room for him in your sweet, soft body. when you arrived at the hotel room he immediately went about setting up every detail, turning on the tv to a true crime documentary, claiming it was relaxing, before making sure that you were comfy by giving you every pillow in the entire room and essentially making you a nest. he chuckled and muttered about, how much he 'wished you were snuggled up like this in his bed every night,' before climbing over the pillow walls behind you and forcing you into a little spoon position!! he loved the domesticity of the situation, you in your comfy clothes while he had you presses against his chest. könig has you wrapped up in his arms soooo tight omg. like his bicep is all the way around your mouth as you struggle to breathe with the combined pressure of his arm around your torso, absentmindedly groping your tits.. he just felt soo strong so of course you bit into his bicep.. hard. his hand immediately shot up your big hoodie as he groped you, pinching your nipples between his rough fingers. you whimpered when you felt his hard cock against your bottom, and you squirmed at the sudden feeling. he began inhaling your hair and neck, his nose poking into the pace behind your ear. he turned you over and cradled your back while he pulled your sweater over your head. könig remained fully clothed in his sweatpants and loose black shirt, making him feel even bigger when he pulled you onto his lap and started biting your breasts and sucking as though he expected your sensitive tits to produce something for him. you began to whimper loudly into his neck until he brought his hand up to cover your mouth as he let you bite and suck on his fingers, absentmindedly squishing your cheeks with the fingers that you weren't greedily sucking on, his mind focused on biting and groping your sensitive nipples.

he suddenly removes his hand before reaching down with it to take off your panties and rub your naked folds while you straddled his lap and try to focus on kissing him while his other arm reaches around your back and he slaps your ass too hard!! making you fall forwards and onto his lap :( 

könig starts fingering you hard enough for you to be seeing stars and weeping into his mouth until he decided you were stretched out enough for him and he made you crawl down to his dick and roll a condom over his hard cock with your mouth, and his skillful fingers directing you while he groaned softly at your timid licks to his covered tip.

he roughly pulls you back up to his level, before turning you and laying you down with your back in your mountain of pillows while he began teasing your pussy with his tip while you cried, embarrassed and trying to close your shaking legs. he kept them open with his thick thighs before he started easing himself into your tight entrance. but he was sooo big and you couldn't handle him for long before you started crying in earnest while he began pistoning into you at a breakneck speed. he didn't stop, and you felt your hips bucking up into his cock as he drills you further into the bed with his hand over your mouth to muffle your moans and sobs of overstimulation. he thrust into you harder, focusing on the prominent bulge in your tummy from his cock, your legs shaking and chest heaving as he kept grunting about how hard it was for him to bottom out and how you were too tight.. and how he didn't want you to stop moving your hips into his, "like the little minx that you are," then his hand moved over your stomach while he kept moving until you came while he bullied his cock into your stretched cunt. after he finished inside his condom and pulled you into a sitting position, making you look at the bloody sheets that were underneath the space where your bodies were still connected. he whispered about how you had been such a good girl you were for him, and that your pussy had been especially good to him, staining him with your blood so you both knew you belonged to him. you felt embarrassed and hid your face in his neck so he couldn't see your tear-stained face. every part of you felt so messy when he carried you to the other bed and moved every pillow from the used bed into the clean one, making you put your sticky panties back on, along with an oversized zip-up hoodie that he produced from his backpack.

he went to the bathroom before coming back to cuddle with you where you were curled up on the side of the bed. he made you kiss him before he pushed you back onto your side and secured you against his chest, holding you as tightly as he could while you whined about how sore your pussy felt. he massaged your tummy where his cock had been just 15 minutes before :( pressing down before he pulled up the blankets over the both of you, keeping his arm over the blanket to really muffle your whimpers while he gently fondled your bare breasts under his hoodie, whispering promises to you that this wouldn't be the last time he had you all to himself, sighing into your hair about how he, 'couldn't wait to make you a mütterchen to his babies,' fantasizing about 'making you live with him so he could take your cute pussy raw and make you his doting housewife.' 😖

i love you all and the overwhelming love on my last post was swooo encouraging!! thank u guys :p

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hey!! I really love ur blog so so much rn! If you can, I'd like to request a neurodivergent MC? One that has certain foods they hate and have never told anyone since their family had forced them to try them since they were little? (Ex. Cauliflower, brussel sprouts, blueberries, bananas, carrots) and so, one day, when theyre all eating (at the HoL or just out) and they notice MC eating all but those foods on their plate? Sorry if this is a bit too specific, I just really can't write it properly for myself and i would like to have some form of comfort-

Anyway, have an amazing day!!

anon i am holding you so close rignt now this cured my writers block this is the first ask i’ve got in like two months TT 

i am incapable of writing anything not hurt comfort so there is some ‘oh man im so sad :(‘ at the beginning but yk if u said u like my writing i imagine u kinda expected this

warning for mentions of throw up and actually eating the bad foods :(

and yes yes yes i love writing explicitly nd mcs!! i added in another obstacle to the req; freaky demon food bcs thats always fun to consider. That way u can kinda make the demon food similar to whatever food u want in ur mind, anyhow, the words u wanted;

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You push the pile of purple (purple!?) mashed… something from one corner of your plate to the center.  First you had to go to a strange demon school where all of your peers are so much scarier and larger than you and now you’ve been presented with whatever the hell this is for dinner.

You think Leviathan (Levi — it feels so odd referring to him so casually having just met him) was the one that made it.  There was a protein on the plate, you ate that with no issues, but. 

Urgh. This?

It’s your second night sleeping in the House of Lamentation and you don’t feel nearly comfortable or safe enough to get a snack on your own, especially at night. You’ve had such a long day at RAD and your body is dying for some food.

Disguising your disgusted reluctance with a carefully blank face, your grab some of the.  The stuff. 

Ah, nope.  You set your fork down quietly after taking a slow bite / swallow and grab your cup to drown the leftover flavors and textures.  

Luckily all the demon brothers seem pretty into their dinnertime banter and didn’t notice your… less than satisfactory reaction to the food.

Gosh, you don’t want to offend any of them, especially not so early on in the year you’ll have to room with them.  

It’s a good thing that Beelzebub is practically a food vacuum and doesn’t question the nearly untouched pile of. Well you know. Left over on your plate.

/

…It’s official. You hate Devildom cuisine.  

Is the universe playing one big, cruel joke on you?  What the hell is wrong with demons?  Why must the eat the worst things in the world?  Why… why… why?

Lucifer wouldn’t let you starve under his roof, and provides you with full meals and makes it clear what parts of the kitchen are free to raid (as not to take anything designated to anyone else).  You feel like the most ungrateful human in the whole wide world right now.

It’s been quite a few months since the start of the exchange program and you’ve been… getting by.  Okay, that’s not exactly true, you’ve been having a blast in most aspects of your stay in the Devildom.  Most.

There’s still the teeny tiny issue of the cuisine not quite fitting your tastes.  You’ve tried talking to Solomon about the Devildom cuisine and he tried to cheer you up with some authentic human world cuisine, but as it turns out his cooking is far worse than Devildom-style food.

Not to be dramatic, but you’re suffering in silence.  You get by, as in you’re not hungry – the demons you’ve grown oh so fond of wouldn’t let that happen.  They always seem willing to fetch you anything.  

You’re trying so hard not to hurt any feelings, because you love them and want to support them.  It’s just.  You want to throw up almost every meal.  (Barbatos’ little treats have been your saving grace – he always seems to have some yummy little snack on him.  One that you like and doesn’t make you feel like your throat is crawling out of your mouth.)

Most of the time the brothers don’t pay much thought to what you leave on your plate – as long as you eat some of what was served they seem content.  Even on nights where the meal is more nasty than good, it’s easy to just say you’re not that hungry.

This night was bound to happen at some point.  Your plate is uneatable.  It’s edible, just uneatable.  It’d be more humiliating to choke down a few bites than it is to go to bed hungry.  You wrinkle your nose when you think no one is looking and stab at the meat chunk.

Your eyes are downcast and you drag your knife lazily through the food.  It’s mesmerizing in a way, so much so that you don’t notice at first when Asmo calls your name.

“MC, is something wrong? Are you feeling alright?”  At this point he’s drawn the attention of his brothers as well.

“Yeah, you’re barely eating,” Mammon supplies.

Ah, the moment you’ve been dreading and hoped you would never have to face.

“Oh, I don’t have much of an appetite right now.”  Which certainly isn’t a lie.  

“You didn’t eat much at lunch, hon.” Asmo reaches across the table to put the back of his manicured hand on your forehead to feel for a fever.

You cringe, “uhm, well.  I’m.”  You fail to think of a decent lie quick enough – nothing you say will be believable as you mentally blue screen.

“Honest answer?”  Satan prods.

“I’m not the biggest fan of some Devildom foods.” “Not the biggest fan?”  Beel questions, “you dislike them enough to forgo eating entirely.”  

“I’m trying not to sound like an ungrateful jerk right now.  Give me a moment to word this properly.”

Satan scoffs. “Just say it.  Whatever you have to say can’t be worse than what we’ve put you through.”

“Damn, okay.  The food makes me wanna throw up when I eat it.”

Levi, the chef of the night, folds in on himself, face darkening with shame or embarrassment.

“It’s not a personal gripe, most meals have something that makes me feel that way, hon.” It seems your attempt to comfort him isn’t appreciated though, as Levi shoves his face in his hands.

Lucifer sets his fork down. “And why haven’t you said anything to any of us about this?  We want you to feel at home here.”

“You can’t expect me to be comfortable barging into what was at the time a strangers house and demand they make special accommodations for me, then once I was comfortable enough to say something I felt I put up with it long enough that it’d be odd to bring it up out of nowhere.”

“Fair enough,” Satan nods along.

“No? Not ‘fair enough’!” Mammon scolds.  “You shoulda said something to me!  Do you even like half the snacks I give you?  I spent good Grimm on those!”

Memories of bribing Beelzebub to do certain errands in the earlier days of your Devildom stay flicker through your mind.  “They got eaten.”

“MC,” Lucifer brings the conversation back on track.  “Let us know foods you don’t want to eat, we may be demons, but we’re here to provide you with a comfortable stay.”  You nod under his sincere gaze.  “Now, give your plate to Beel and order some delivery.  I’ll cover the costs, as long as you eat.”  

As you shove your plate across the table you see Lucifer pulling a shiny black card from his coat pocket.  He gestures for you to come and take it.  You walk to the head of the table and he presses the card into your hand. 

“Order whatever you’d like.  My treat.”  There’s a glint of humor in his eyes and you look down to see Goldie in your palm.

[milkpup]

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›› zenin naoya x y/n ›› 18+ f!reader ›› wc: 3,207

‹𝟹 summary: you’re naoya’s wife, and he’s determined to treat you like the pet he believes you are. he takes your sex life up a notch, showing you how he really feels about you:3

‹𝟹 fandom: jjk, jujutsu kaisen

‹𝟹 genres / warnings: petplay, assault / impact play

‹𝟹 tags: au- no powers, spit kink, spitting, breeding, degradation, name calling, pet play, puppy play, light praise, slapping, spanking, choking, rough sex, misogyny, owner / pet dynamic, leash + collar, naoya has a big dick, light biting, light blood, cum swallowing, rough fingering, finger fucking, orgasm denial + delay, throat fucking, mating press, doggy style, missionary

‹𝟹 notes: typically i see naoya more as someone to be subby (bc i wanna put him in his place). but one of my fave artists posted the pic above + the uncensored one, and i went fkn FERAL. like i would be naoya’s dog frfr. i wanna be his pet frfr. this is completely self-indulgent and pure smut. enjoy the ride:3 i made naoya a bit mean, but ultimately i made him a lil nice at the end. my fic and i want nice naoya rn >:(((( (even tho we all know hes a certified misogynist lolol)

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! - ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ - !

The Zenin clan was known for its harsh treatment towards the women of the clan. They don’t allow them to educate themselves and they are forced in domestic roles and used to make children. While it gives the woman’s family a good reputation to marry into the Zenin clan, her life usually got worse as a result.

Marrying Naoya Zenin was no exception to this rule; if anything, it was actually worse in comparison. As much as Naoya makes your blood boil, he makes your pussy drip even more. You can’t stand to be around him. His personality is insufferable and he’s a misogynistic asshole, just like everyone else in this hellscape of a family. And despite this, he knows exactly how to pleasure you in ways you never thought you’d be into.

It started out as normal, vanilla sex even before you two were officially married. He never tried anything too crazy, just using your body like he owned you, but never taking it anywhere. Over time, you put up less resistance when he told you to do things for him. While it pissed you off sometimes to be his basically his servant, he always rewarded you in the end and you couldn’t deny how amazing it was every time.

One night, after he had been out late drinking with buddies, he comes home with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. You greet him at the door, taking care of his coat and belongings. He’s looking at you like a predator. He scoops you up, trailing kisses from your chin to your lips. Naoya bites your bottom lip slightly, drawing a hint of blood as he pushes his tongue into your mouth, meeting yours. He’s tasting every part of your mouth as he carries you to your room.

Despite his drunkenness, his coordination when tossing you onto the bed was surprisingly swift. He pushed you against the bed with such animosity it was like something had possessed him. He starts nipping at your neck, leaving a trail of kisses and spit along your jawline before meeting your lips once more. He twirled his tongue around yours, sucking every part he could. He pulled his lips away from yours, a string of spit connecting you two. “Open,” he commanded. And you did just that. You opened your mouth as he spit into it, telling you to swallow it after.

He watched with satisfaction at your instant submission. You were like his pet. And he wanted you to know that. He kissed you once more before pulling apart and walking over to a drawer, opening it and pulling out a leash and a collar. You were only slightly able to make out his figure, his form quite hazy in the darkness of the room, but you could hear the jingle and clank of the collar.

He walked up to you, a hand offering the collar to you. He had it engraved with your name beforehand, saving this for the right moment. “Will you be a good bitch for me, ____?”

You were looking up at him, eyes wide with a blush creeping across your face. You nod, squeaking out a quiet “Yes sir” in response to his question.

Naoya grinned as he reached to buckle the collar around your neck. “Good girl. Such a good little puppy for me, huh? I’m honestly a little surprised you raised no objections. Such a dumb little puppy, aren’t you?” He buckled the collar and moved his hand to your cheek and caressed you softly right before he pulls his hand away and slaps your face.

You gasp at the impact, looking up at Naoya with a mixture of fear and arousal. His hand snakes its way up the side of your face, before resting on the crown of your head and gripping you by a fistful of hair. He gently tugs your head to meet his, kissing you once more. “Be a good girl for me and I’ll make it worth it, okay?” He says as he pulls back, hooking the leash to the collar recently buckled around your neck. You only nod up at him, eyes saying everything you can’t with your mouth.

He rubs your head a bit, praising you. “Good pup.” You blush at the pet name, feeling heat spread in your body. “Take my clothes off, sweetheart. Be a good bitch and prep me after too, yeah?” He finishes by tugging your head slightly, just enough to add some pressure.

Your hands meet his waistline first. You tug at the drawstring of his sweats, pulling them off. His briefs follow suit, exposing his thick cock. You never would have guessed when you first met him, but he had a piercing going through the tip of his cock. It always added an extra sensation, and it was interesting to look at. You always wondered how painful it must have been.

Naoya’s cock bounces out of his sweats, precum already leaking from the swollen, angry looking tip.  He’s looking down at you, expectantly. You don’t immediately budge, and so Naoya pulls on the leash attached to your collar, pulling you up to meet his cock. “Suck it, slut.” He commands as he’s tugging your head closer and closer.

You meet the tip of his cock, kissing it lightly, trying to be cute. Naoya grunts, pushing your lips open with his thumb and forcing his cock into your mouth. You barely have time to prepare yourself before Naoya is shoving his thick cock down your throat, still tugging at the leash and bringing you even closer into him. Your hands are trying to push away as his cock is pushed deep into your throat, cutting off your air. You can barely breathe through your nose as you struggle to push against him, but this only makes Naoya snaked a hand through your hair and push your head against his cock even more. “I know you can handle it, whore. I thought you’d be a good girl for me, so why are you resisting?” He taunts as he fucks into your throat causing drool to drip from your lips down your chin.

Tears were forming at your eyes as you look up to see Naoya fully immersed in his pleasure, head thrown back as he throat fucks you. He can see the tears starting to form at your eyes, only serving to turn him on more in a sick, sadistic sense of pride. He releases his grip from you momentarily, allowing you to catch your breath for only a few mere moments before resuming his rough abuse of your throat.

He picks up speed, not allowing you to get used to his erratic rhythm as you feel his cock start to twitch, warning you of what’s to come. You don’t really like swallowing, not that Naoya gives a fuck whether you do or not. Naoya does as he pleases. And right now, he would enjoy watching you swallow his cum. He likes the idea of fucking his cum down your throat, but he wants to watch you swallow it instead. Thus, he warns you before he’s about to cum and pulls out. “Open wide for me, pup. Time for your milk~” He purrs as he strokes his thick cock, shooting thick ropes of cum into your mouth.

The taste is horrible, and there’s so much it’s spilling out your mouth, just how Naoya wants you. “Swallow it, slut. Drink it like the good girl you are.” You swallow everything before opening your mouth and showing Naoya. He praises you, before bending down and spitting into your mouth following it with a sloppy kiss. He pulls away before pushing you onto your back on the bed. He pulls your top off first, watching the way your tits bounce when the shirt comes off. He trails kisses down your abdomen before reaching the waistband your pants. He tugs at it with a finger before completely pulling them off, leaving your panties on.

Naoya pushes your legs apart before positioning himself between them. He spits on one of his fingers as his other hand meets your clothed cunt, before pulling the panties to the side. His other finger rubs your slit, feeling how utterly soaked you are from just being teased and facefucked. His long, slender finger slides over your hole before making its way up to your clit, rubbing small circles around it. Naoya can hear your pathetic attempts at stifling your moans like you’re embarrassed, and he makes it one of his goals to make you louder. He wants everyone to hear what a dirty whore you are.

His finger makes it way back to your tight hole, slipping itself inside the wet and warm entrance. Naoya feels you immediately clench at the intrusion, hearing your cute moans as a result. “Good girl, let me hear how much you love me doing this yeah?” He encourages you as he pushes his finger all the way in, before immediately pulling it out and fucking you with it all over again. He wastes no time in adding another finger, trying to stretch your tight cunt open as much as he could. His fingers are drilling into you, making lewd wet slapping noises that fill the quiet room. Your soft moans betray how aroused you are.

Naoya pulls out to your chagrin, before rolling you over onto your tummy across his lap. He spreads your legs open once again before forcing his fingers back into your needy hole. You yelp out in surprise as his fingers slip inside, scissoring themselves and spreading you open. Naoya uses his other hand to spread your ass open, giving him a close up view of your weeping hole taking only 2 of his fingers and already struggling. “You’re taking it like such a good slut, yeah? You want me to stretch you out after?” He asks, feeling you clench around his fingers the moment he finishes his question. He laughs a bit. “I guess that’s your response, huh pup?”

It's that damn pet name again. You moan he lifts his hand to slap your ass. Naoya does not hold back in the slightest, repeating his slaps until he’s satisfied with the redness spreading across your ass. He pushes in another finger, this time feeling your stretch cunt at its limit. He pulls your body up into a sort of doggy position, you on your knees face down onto the bed. His fingers are slamming into your cunt, your juices dripping onto his hand and wrist then onto the bed.

Naoya bends down beside you, purring into your ear. “You’re such a good whore, aren’t you?” Your cunt clenches in response to his praise-degradation and he chuckles beside you. “I love bitches who make messes so easily, and you’re just like that. I bet you’re already close just from me fucking your tight cunt with my fingers.” He smirks at his taunt. You’re moaning into the bed, drool spilling from the sides of your mouth as his fingers continue their relentless assault on your cunt. He brings his other hand to your clit, thumb circling the sensitive nub as he brings you one step closer. Naoya was right, you were close, and he could tell just from your body how desperate you were to cum and make a mess right in front of him.

“You gonna cum, baby? Gonna make a mess for me, yeah?” You could only whine into the bedsheets, face pressed against the mattress as you felt Naoya bringing you ever so closer to your release. His thumb pressed harder onto your clit, rubbing it with more intensity as his other three fingers fucked into you with ferocity. You were drooling all over the sheet as you whined, feeling yourself tighten up around Naoya’s fingers as you feel that knot in your stomach start to snap—

And then Naoya pulls away both his hands, right as he felt you about to be pushed over the edge. You lift your head up, whining as you pout and look at him. He has the cheekiest grin plastered on his face as he brings his fingers to his mouth and cleans your juices off them. “Sorry, pup, but you don’t cum until I tell you to. Got that?” Your pitiful whines come out as a response, still squirming under Naoya at the loss of touch.

You softly squeak out, “Yes sir.” In response to Naoya’s question. You would do anything for him in this moment if it meant he would let you cum all over him. Literally anything. You would bark for him if he asked; he probably would like it given the puppy stuff anyways. Fuck, you’d even do tricks for him if he really wanted to, anything if it meant he praised you and helped you cum.

Naoya smiled even wider, setting a hand on your head and petting you. “Good girl,” he coos. You feel your heart melt and your pussy throb at the praise. He’s making it painfully slow for you, taking his time before he’s going to touch you again.  He pushes your face back into the mattress, scooting your ass closer to him in the process.

Naoya parts your thighs ever so slightly, giving him better access to your sloppy cunt. He lines his thick cock against your hole, pushing his pierced head in ever so slightly. Even with his three fingers fucking your cunt and spreading it out, his cock was still a tight fit for you. He grips your hips with his firm hands as he pushes into you in one sadistic push, bottoming out into your tight cunt. You yelp out in pain as he slams his thick cock into you, feeling every ridge, vein, and especially his fucking piercing. You didn’t think it would feel extra good, but it’s an added sensation that you can’t get from anything else, and it feels fucking amazing.

You moan against the bedsheets loud enough for Naoya to hear as he pulls his cock out and slams it back in. “Fuck, ____, your cunt is so tight. It’s like it’s made just for me, yeah? A hole meant for me to breed, isn’t it? You’re just a bitch meant for breeding, aren’t you?” Naoya asks as he roughly spanks your ass in tandem with his thrusts. “Answer me, pup, what are you?” Naoya demands an answer as he hardly tugs at the leash, pulling you up against him.

The collar is pushing against your airway as he tugs at the leash supporting your weight. Because of this, you can barely choke out the words he was expecting to hear from you. “I’m a bitch… meant for breeding...” You sputter out as his thrusts increase in velocity and force. You moan against him as he pulls your body fully against his, fucking into you from behind.

“Good girl,” Naoya coos  as he places a gentle kiss on your neck before biting down hard in the same spot. He draws a bit of blood, licking the area clean and kissing it once more before he lets go of you and pushes you onto the bed again.

Without breaking contact between you two, Naoya expertly flips you onto your back. He never stops his rhythm fucking into your abused cunt while moving your legs. He fucks you a bit in a missionary position, looking down into you as tears are forming at your eyes. “Fuck, Naoya, it feels sho fucking good~!!!” You slur your words out as you look into your eyes, his thick cock never relenting. You reach your arms around his neck as you pull him down to you into a quick kiss.

He pushes away from you, but not before gently biting on your lip first. He pulls his cock out momentarily as he places both your legs onto his shoulders. He pushes his body fully into yours, trying to feel every inch of your body. He slams his cock back into your messy hole as you moan into him. You can feel his warm breath as he trails kisses from your jawline to your neck, biting you in almost the same spot as before. The sharp pain only adds a distinct sensation that enhances your pleasure.

You can feel the knot building in your stomach again, threatening to snap at any moment. “Naoya, m gonna—m gonna cum, soon!!!” You stumble out your words, trying to warn him in advance so this time he can reward you.

Naoya grins and fucks into you harder, drilling his thick cock into your tight cunt. “Good slut, cum for your owner, bitch. I own you and this cunt, don’t I?” He taunts you as his cock hits your g-spot, hitting that bundle of nerves in such a way that has you seeing stars.

“Th-thank you!! Yesh, yesss you own me Naoya!!! I wanna be your dumb pet pleaseee imgonnacum im gonna cum!!!” Your words are stumbling out now, unable to control any of them as you feel the knot in your stomach break and you get not pushed over the edge, but metaphorically kicked into your orgasm. It feels like you’re crashing into the pleasure that is Naoya’s cock as you basically scream, feeling yourself squirt and make a mess around Naoya’s cock and the bed.

He reaches a hand to grip around your throat, cutting off your loud proclamations of pleasure. “Be quiet, bitch” He spits his words out as he rams into your cunt. You can feel his cock twitch and release his thick load, grunting as he fills your womb to the brim with his cum. His grip around your throat releases as he pushes himself off of you, pulling his cock out. Some of the cum overflows from your cunt, dripping out of your hole. He reaches a finger down, lapping up some with his finger and pushing it back inside, placing your panties back in the same position as before.

“Don’t let any spill out. You’re my bitch that’s meant to be knocked up by me. I’m sure you’re so excited to be a mommy, aren’t you?” In your fucked out state, all you can do is nod in a stupor as you try to catch your breath.

Naoya lifts your head and props a small pillow behind it as he climbs to in front of you, cocking staring straight at you. “Be a good girl and clean me up, pup.” You look up at him with half-lidded eyes, still reeling from your mind shattering orgasm mere moments before. Naoya’s thumb opens your mouth as his cock meets your lips. You stick your tongue out, placing kisses on his cock and licking his cock clean.

Once he’s satisfied with your cleanup, he moves beside you and kisses you. He pulls away and looks into your eyes as he caresses your cheek. “I love you, ____. You’re such a good girl for me.” You look into him and grin, as he playfully smacks your cheek. He places a kiss over the slight red mark he leaves before getting up to gather clothes for you.

‹𝟹 notes: how this fic got me feeling:

but frfr this pic got me going crazy im like feral and unhinged. i rly am a monkey. i think geto suguru was on to smthn frfr. i see hot jjk men i start fucking hooting like a monkey, going crazy when i see their bananas frfr

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canine conundrum | pjm (teaser)

part of the Paw Prints Academy collab! 🐾

The perfect conundrum consists of three variables: You, Park Jimin, and a golden retriever who does not give a flying fuck where he takes a dump.

pairing: jimin x f!reader

genre: strangers to lovers, dog trainer au, pure chaotic fluffiness, smut, minimal angst, jimin the dog trainer has a dark secret, full list of warnings in the final fic

release date: sometime in april or may!

word count: 414 (for the teaser)

note: i haven't written a proper oneshot in a hot minute! posting this rn to hold my own ass accountable to finish this fic lol. if anyone wants to volunteer to send me pics of blond jimin and golden retrievers for inspo every day then i'd be eternally grateful 🐣

For some goddamn reason, Mochi charges forward like he’s a freaking rodeo bull, ramming his fluffy little head into the back of Jimin’s knee as if there was an invisible bullseye there. Jimin’s eyes fly open the second he feels himself lose balance, and you totally would’ve laughed at the look on his face if you weren’t caught in his downward trajectory.

His hands shoot out to hold onto something, anything, but all they find is you. 

Then everything plays out in slow motion, just like it did the other night. Only this time, he’s falling with you too.

“Eek!” you squeal when your back hits the couch, and you have exactly 0.1 second of relief that you landed on a soft surface instead of the floor or the coffee table, before you feel Jimin’s whole weight on you. The force knocks the fucking wind out of you - not even in a good way - but then something stills. Your breath doesn’t return to where it’s supposed to be.

You catch his gaze, and neither of you makes a move to untangle from the other. 

The room goes silent, save for the light scuffing of Mochi’s paws on the floor, and the faint rhythmic drumming that you’re not entirely certain is coming from your own heart.

Jimin hovers right over you, some strands of his golden hair tickling your forehead, kissing your hairline. You unconsciously bite into your bottom lip, making his eyes dart down to stare at your mouth. His Adam's apple bobs slowly, hesitantly. 

He says your name, so impossibly quiet, half a warning, half a prayer. “Don’t do that,” he mumbles, then brings a hand up to tug at your chin, making you release your lip.

“Why?” you ask.

Jimin takes a beat, just to continue staring at your mouth. “Makes me wanna kiss you.”

Oh.

It’s your turn to gulp now. As you carefully watch his face, his brown eyes turn a few shades darker, until they almost look black.

You’re emboldened by the way his gaze focuses on your lips, by the absolute want that you see in his eyes. Your hands slide up his chest, momentarily pausing over his heart to feel the beats pick up, before they wind around his neck. He lets you pull him closer, and closer, until your chests are pressed together, your lips brushing. Close enough for him to hear your words even when they come out as a whisper.

“Why don’t you?”

[beast-to-be-tamed]

ive never gone into anyone's asks before so i'm kinda shy rn aaah but i want u to put me in a mating press while u pump me full of ur thick cock, all the while licking the tears from my face n degrading me for being such a dirty slut :( ajskajsja i wanna be ur free use cockslut sm u have noooo idea !!! i want u to force eye contact w me too while u push onto the bulge in my tummy whenever u thrust inside my tiny cunt bc u're jus so big :( n you'll jus overstimulate me until all i can ever think abt is ur cock bc u've already trained me to become ur good n obedient fucktoy... maybe even throatfuck my mouth while my eyes r already half closed n i'm jus drooling everywhere, already completely fucked stupid but i cant get enough so i still play w my cunt w no more energy left eventho it could never make me squirt like u could... AAAH i'm so sorry kajsajsjaj,

-🧸

Why are you sorry, pretty thing? Don't be sorry! I'm so proud of you for sending this ask, baby, you have no idea! It must have taken allllll your cute little braincells to put together something as coherent as this, especially when you're busy touching your cunt and dripping everywhere for me.

I'd love to fuck you in a mating press, hook your ankles over my shoulders and press your knees to your ears, right baby? You're flexible, or at least I'll make you flexible. You'll be flexible for me, yeah? You'll be good and do what Johnny wants. Anything I want, 'cause you're a dumb slut for fat werewolf cock, hm?

It's cute that you think I'll hold back from just shoving my rough tongue down your throat while you moan all cute for me! Your tears are delicious, and I love the way you hiccup when I hit your cervix, but I have lots of spit for you to drink down, yeah? So just be careful you don't bite down, because I promise my teeth are sharper, doll.

I'd be happy to hold your neck in my claws so you look at me as I rub my paw over your tummy. When I get my knot in you it isn't even a question of whether or not your stomach will bulge - it's a given. And your tight throat would feel so nice around my cock too... why bother with your hands, though, when you can hump my boot, puppy?

[mylevisdontfitanymore]

Hear me out I am very high from a edible rn but HEAR ME OUT DUDE

so we all know Chris Evans and his absolute slutty build like cmon he literally was nicknamed the human dorito bc slutty waist

Anyways thinking about that one promo pic of Chris in the cap suit with his back turned to the camera and his ass is just perfect ANYWAYS FR THIS TIME

Thinking about stucky but not like dating but Bucky being obsessed with Steve’s absolutely slutty figure and once the two get close to being fully retired Steve gets bigger as he slowly grows accustomed to taking it easy for once. but not exactly just fatter everything is the same but somehow softer and bigger. His thighs spread out more when he sits his chest is massive not quite defined pecs but far from being flabby moobs they’re just huge, his abs are long gone but he doesn’t have a round gut (Atleast when he’s empty) and the best part that makes bucky go crazy is his love handles , ass, and thighs, all perfectly packed together in one big package that makes Bucky lose his shit. Steves ass has nearly doubled but it’s still a perfect bubble butt, and his thighs have filled out enough to close any gap that might’ve occurred even when he has a wide stance. (Think those really chunky frat boys that manspread and their thighs are still somehow touching) BUT Steve’s suit and most of his wardrobe hasn’t changed so his clothes just accentuate his assets. His thighs and ass taking up most of the room in his pants and they perfectly leave Steve’s bulge completely on display almost like a gift from god to Bucky. Anyways I’m sure if you did add to this you’d be able to express that better than I could! And if you don’t THATS ALSO COOL (pls by no means feel like you have to answer this right away )

THIS HAS VIBES 🤤🤤

You know what kind of vibes? Exhibitionist Captain America vibes from this post by iwritetheweirdstuff

And I assume you're talking about this photo, which I nabbed from forchrisevans

Okay, shit...

Now you just have me thinking about chunky but still super fucking muscular Steve. I’m going off the rails over here, biting and clawing at my enclosure. I don’t think this rambling is actually totally related to your original idea, so just know I love your original idea!

But this reaoly gets me because Steve would be such a fucking classic MAN. Yanno? Big and heavy and robust. He looks like he could take Bucky in his big, beefy arms and rip him apart. He’s healthy. Hefty. Rippling muscles hidden under this layer of pudge.

Yum.

Unbeta'd stucky belly kink ahead. Warning for weight gain, muscle chub talk, tight clothes, Bucky being a little creepy by drooling over Steve before they're an item, etc.

Before gaining weight and when he was wearing the title of Captain American so tightly that it was suffocating him to the point that he was unforgiving of himself, never good enough as Steve Rogers, Steve was like a Thoroughbred. A racehorse, smooth and lean, with a single objective. Win. But now that he’s looser with the title and deciding what he wants for himself, more often calling himself a nomad than going by Cap… now he’s gruff, ignoring the rules (ignoring them even more than he did before, which is saying something for a troublemaker like him), and he’s like a Clydesdale. He’s a tank.

A fucking beast.

When he’s running, you get out of the fucking way because of all the mass behind that force. If you let him collide with you at full speed, full force… it ain’t pretty. His feet pound the ground. Jesus wept. These days his chest, belly, and ass shake when he runs, even when his big, big body is wrapped tightly in all that deep, navy-blue Kevlar. The sight just destroys Bucky.

Bucky can’t fucking fight next to him anymore when they’re called in for Avenging every now and again, half-retired as they are. It was bad enough when Steve was that Thoroughbred, rippling lean muscle and a shiny, bright blond head of short hair. Always distracting Bucky. But now it’s worse because Steve is a Clydesdale with this heft to him and his dirty blond hair and dark, thick beard. He’s even letting his body hair grow in, and it’s all Bucky can do to not faint, landing face-first into the deepening cleavage between his robust pecs, inhaling the musk of him. Every time Steve grunts with the effort of punching or kicking or tearing some offending villain to pieces, Bucky swears he feels faint. He has this completely involuntary feral reaction to the burly man he’s become. Hunky. Stocky. Ripped. Hefty. Whatever fucking word there is for the built he’s got going… it makes Bucky’s mouth water.

Of course, Steve’s still only two inches taller - 6’2” to Bucky’s 6’0” - but suddenly he feels a whole foot taller, and he feels twice as wide as Bucky. Those broad shoulders are only made wider, reinforced by the extra protein he’s eating, thickening his muscles and adding soft pudge; his pecs are still high and tight but even more… they’re swollen almost, added to by an irresistible layer of fat that Bucky has the primal urge to bite; the abs he had once upon a time, defined enough to use as a washboard have softened, especially after a hearty meal like a good lumberjack’s breakfast or a caveman’s dinner, just, these big plates with plenty of meat piled onto them, which turn his stomach into this drool-worthy curve, a little belly that sticks around until he somehow manages to digest it all; that fucking ass made even rounder and more shapely to the point that his pants all strain across it, his sweats especially, nearly splitting down the middle whenever he gets out of his comfy recliner; his thighs, oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, they’re ripe, rubbing together and trying to bust outta his jeans, his sweats, even his Captain America uniform.

Bucky has it bad.

If he weren’t so focused on trying to not let his animal out, growling and just fucking tackling Steve to the floor, he would feel terrible for how much he’s sexualizing his best pal. It seems no matter what he’s doing, Bucky’s caveman brain is thinking about how to best peel him out of his too-small clothes. Too tight when he was lean with rippling muscles, barely any body fat on him, and especially too fucking tight now when he has this delicious extra give to him. He looks like a size two sausage stuffed into a size one casing. Bucky curses his wardrobe at the same time that he would fall to his knees and thank it with his hands pressed together, praying to it. He wants to be there for the day that Steve busts out of it after a heavy, hearty, indulgent dinner.

‘Cause, listen, Bucky’s spank bank is just overflowing these days:

When the most recent battle is done and Steve bends over to pick up a fucking massive slab of concrete, he unintentionally gives Bucky a front-row seat to his thick ass. His curves barely fit in his uniform these days. Honestly, Bucky doesn’t know how he puts that godforsaken, tight-as-hell uniform on by himself anyway. And he doesn’t want to think about it. Not in public! The only way he can imagine it happening is with Steve naked save for a jock strap, alone in his room. First, he steps into the legs, then he works it up his calves, getting it to his thighs where it gets stuck. He’s outgrowing it. It’s a tight fit, but he still fits for now. At least, he fits when he shimmies and wiggles into it. Better than a damn stripper. Moving his body in this unintentionally, totally sexy way. Wiggling. Pulling. Squirming. Even jumping while he’s at it, pulling hard at the thick Kevlar, his biceps bulging - they’re bigger than Bucky’s fucking head now - grunting as he holds his breath, sucking in. Sucking in! His chest expanding without his pudgy, starter belly going anywhere, stubborn and jiggly.

Whenever he bends over, he gives Bucky a show, really. It doesn’t matter where they are...

When he’s bent over looking at the leaky pipe under their kitchen sink, his waist filling more of the open cabinet than it once would have. While he’s down there, his shirt rolls up over his soft little hips, the new weight just beginning to accumulate there. The start of what could be real love handles someday.

When he’s looking through the bottom drawer of the fridge, doing a head count before they head out for groceries. He’s not dressed yet, though, so he doesn’t have a belt to hold his pants up and his sweats slide down the shelf of his ass, displaying just enough of his asscrack for Bucky to feel starved, meaning he’s extra grumpy at having to wander around an overcrowded store. Shoulder to shoulder with strangers. Hungry and horny.

When he’s drawing on the couch and he accidentally lets a pencil fall onto the floor, so he has to get up, but, oops, it looks like it must’ve rolled under the couch so he gets even lower. Onto his knees and forearms. Searching blindly for the pencil… blind to Bucky’s eyes, perving out on how his thighs touch from the back now, his legs getting just as thick as his ass is. And it’s thick.

When he’s doing stretches on their balcony in the morning, breathing in the fresh air, doing some cat-cows, and inadvertently displaying his new belly that’s still rumbling through last night’s dessert. A classic, couple 'a slices of pie and ice cream. Too much pie and ice cream judging by how distended his belly looks.

When they’re getting some of their energy out now that they’re not constantly going out and avenging, half-retired, by sparing with each other in the gym. Sparing, kind of wrestling, too. They’re not trying to be tactical about it, they’re just having fun, being big kids, reminiscent of the days when they’d pull the mattress off the bed and start to play fighting on the floor. But they aren’t kids and Steve isn’t so much smaller than him, so Bucky doesn’t have to focus on finding that perfect balance of holding back just enough where it doesn’t seem like he is but he’s also not at risk of pushing Steve’s frail body too far. Now they can really whale on each other. Which is fun… until it isn’t. Because Bucky is laughing and sweating and actually starting to feel tired, and then he’s pinned, and he’s choking back a moan, sweating harder. Steve is on top of him. Steve is crushing him. Steve’s big, hot chest is against his back - Bucky can feel how he’s sweating through his skintight white t-shirt, his thick pecs squishing against his shoulder blades. Steve’s delightful, chubby, little belly is slotted perfectly into the small of his back. While fighting, Bucky’s shirt has risen up, and apparently, Steve’s has done the same, despite how firmly it had been clinging to his soft middle the last time he dared to sneak a peak because now their sweaty, hot skin is pressed together. Steve’s hairy tummy is tickling him, making Bucky want to squirm. He wants to moan. It’s a good fucking thing he’s face-down with Steve on top of him. He wants more than just to squirm and moan, he wants to hump the floor like an animal because with Steve’s tits pressed to his back and his belly squished to his back, it aligns his crotch right up against his ass. Bucky can feel Steve’s dick on his ass through the thin layers of their sweatpants and underwear. He can feel how heavy it is. And he’s thinking about how Steve’s dick probably blushes a dusky pink and gets wet at the time and how it probably curves a little and gets so thick when he’s hard and… this is where Bucky dies because Steve readjusts himself, making it worse by spreading his killer thighs to either side of Bucky’s legs, practically grinding into him, trapping him between his watermelon-crushing thighs. “Had enough?” Steve teases him with a shit-eating grin. God. Only if the fucker knew.

When Natasha adopts a new, abandoned kitten that she’s named Liho and they go over to play with him at Tasha’s apartment and Steve decides to grin like he does, always breath-taking, his smile the sweetest, most affectionate thing as he lifts Liho up above his head like Simba in the Lion King (yes, they’ve caught up on that modern pop culture reference, thank you very much). Bucky nearly goes cross-eyed, staring at his pecs. His t-shirt clings to his round, heavy tits. With his arms up, it forces his pecs to move up, too. High and plump. Bucky can see every detail of them, he can see every breath he takes, making them heave, and he’s almost able to pick out the tiniest creaking groan of the seams of his shirt screaming under all that pressure. Tasha doesn’t bat an eye, at the treatment Steve is giving her new companion, she just squeezes past Steve in her kitchen (is the apartment that small, or is Steve that big?), flicking one of his hard nipples. The points of them are obvious through the straining, thin fabric. She refills her mug with coffee but she doesn’t take a sip until she reminds Steve that if he wants to see how much more comfortable running can be, he only has to say the word and she’ll show him the magic of sports bras. Everyone can see that he needs it, and he might as well embrace it. They can even get matching ones if he wants. Her smile is razor-sharp, teasing. Bucky nearly chokes on his tongue, imagining the heavy mounds of his tits hoised up higher, giving him even more cleavage than he normally sports. Guh. Bucky wouldn’t survive.

When later during that same day, Steve decides he’s going to lie down on Natasha’s couch as they watch a movie - some Russian production that Tasha’s been telling Bucky about forever (he’s hardly paying attention and it’s Steve’s fault that he’s going to have to watch this again, on his own, during one of his sleepless nights when he can pay attention to it) - and Liho decides that Steve’s his favorite. So, he wanders back over to curl up on his soft chest and belly and starts fucking kneading his plush chest and belly like it’s the comfiest, fluffiest pillow ever. It probably fucking is! And Bucky can’t blame the kitten for purring so loudly - despite Steve’s and Tasha’s amusement at it - Bucky would be no better. He spends the rest of the evening biting the inside of his cheek and trying to banish all the mental images of his own hands kneading and squishing and groping those tits until Steve’s blushing, his mouth open, eyes heavily lidded, sweat beading at his hairline, begging Bucky to move on and touch him somewhere else, anywhere else! His nipples swollen and so hard. Irrestable. Bucky would indulge him… sort of. He would move on. But he’d have to give the same thorough attention to his soft belly, his growing hips, his thick thighs, and his fat ass. His body deserves to be pleasured until he’s out of his mind.

When Steve’s loose and warm, they’re hanging out in some back-alley sports bar in Brooklyn for a game, watching the feed on TV, downing beers and greasy bar food with Sam and some other guys from the VA, and a sip goes down the wrong pipe so Steve has to pound his chest with a closed fist, ending up not coughing but belching loudly. For everyone else, the sound is covered by the rowdy cheers filling the crowded, dimly lit space. But not for Bucky. For Bucky, Steve is the only thing in focus. Steve, with his looser fit shirt disguise, blending in, his baseball cap tugged down low on his forehead, shading his eyes, his beard grown out, thick, and… Bucky can’t take it. His body. The way his belly scrunches up when he sits down, bulging out further. The way his throat moves when he chugs from a long-necked bottle. The way his pecs jiggle when he jumps up excitedly, cheering loudly, and the similar way his belly wobbles at the same time. The way he groans at the end of his beer burp, voice rough from yelling all night and soaked in hoppy, malty richness. The way his thighs spread out over his bar stool, expanding, stressing the seams of his jeans. He’s taking up so much space with his broad shoulders, excitable hand gestures as he talks, and his manspreading. Yet, it’s still not enough. His thighs fill out his tight, dark-wash denim so well that even when he’s manspreading, his thighs still touch. Bucky aches to curl up in his lap and kiss him, feeling his beard tickling his face. He wants the heat of that big, big body underneath him. He wants to feel the hot line of his erection when he grinds down into him - their stomachs pressed together, Steve’s heavy with bloating, greasy, fattening bar appetizers.

Bucky’s spank bank is over-fucking-flowing as Steve starts putting on weight and if Bucky didn’t know better, he would think Steve is doing it to him on purpose, teasing him, trying to get him to jump his bones 😏

[froggibus]

it’s time for obey me christmas,, u can pick whoever but i am holding u at gunpoint for mammon to be in there somehow ok ok thank u bye

Obey Me! + Christmas

Includes: Mammon, Levi, Beel, Belphie

Genre: fluff headcanons!

Word Count: 650

Summary: how would Christmas Day go with the boys

CW: fluff, mammon being a bastard (affectionately), levi being a crybaby, beel force feeding you?? belphie being sleepy + kinda suggestive (levi's)

thank you for the request my liege I hope it is up to par. also thank you for feeding my christmas brain rot..we’re skipping halloween this year and going straight to christmas. also I have horrible Leviathan brain rot rn oops

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Mammon:

definitely the type to shake all of his presents before Christmas 

gets everyone the cheapest presents ever too 

enjoy your keychain and pack of gum

he lowkey spoils you tho

like half the gifts under the tree are for you 

definitely wakes up at like 5am on Christmas morning like a little kid 

“darlin’ wake up”

try to ignore him and go back to sleep? that’s ok he’ll just drag your ass down the stairs 

ranks the gifts he gets based on how expensive they are and keeps that list as a guide for shopping next year 

hits the rum and eggnog a little too hard and gets kinda weepy towards the end of the night

“y/n you’re the best gift I coulda ever asked for”

will deny it the next day though

Levi:

also would shake all of his presents (but very carefully in case there’s any figures in there yk)

is still awake early but not nearly as early as Mammon 

weirdly thoughtful with his gifts??

like will get you something that the two of you can do together even tho it’s probably something he’s interested in lol

wants you to sit in his lap while you open presents and will whine if you try to move 

“but y/n we have to spend the holidays together” “and that means I have to be touching you at all times??”

immediately retreats to his room after opening gifts so he can play with his new stuff 

you try to get him to spend time with you but mans is hyper focused on his new game 

so you just end up going to hang out with his brothers in the kitchen and get sloshed off of rum and eggnog

of course this ends with Levi being a whiny jealous brat until you give him special attention 

Beel:

could care less about the presents tbh

if you wrap them too nicely tho he can and WILL try to eat them

lucifer def makes some kind of weird breakfast casserole for Christmas 

and Beel only wakes up once he smells that cooking 

even though he doesn’t really care about them he still gets you a gift 

probably something really sweet too like candy

he uses the holidays as an excuse to eat absolutely everything in sight 

but also wants you to try everything with him so he can spend time with you

will just be force feeding you bites of different fancy foods he bought specifically for Christmas 

doesn’t matter if you say you’re full 

“baby you just have to try this it’s so yummy”

there are no leftovers because he just eats them all once everyone is done 

he carries you to bed when you inevitably fall into a food induced coma 

cuddles you and rubs your tummy all night

Belphie 

MATCHING PJS!!!

like he would get you them to unwrap on Christmas Eve so you guys could wake up all cute n matching on Christmas 

he sleeps like the dead but he’s so excited that he’s actually up before you??

he gently shakes you awake even if he is really excited 

would probably bring his blanket downstairs and wrap you guys in it while you sit on the couch together 

he’s very sleepy and cuddly since he was up early so expect him to be resting his head on your shoulder/lap

would get you something you hadn’t even told him you wanted cause he just knows from your dreams or whatever 

you’re really emotional about it too 

once gifts/breakfast is done he’s back in his room to take a nap

you come with him tho even if you’re not tired and just lay your head on his chest

he manages to stay up pretty late for you

you guys just play board games with the family until it’s time to go to bed

masterlist

[marshymoss]

BSD 107 SPOILERS

//SPOILERS!! AHHHHH!!!! I'm putting my thoughts here because I have a moot on Twitter that I don't want to spoil things for....

OK. SO. You know how Dazai is Not having a good time rn.... like bro is seeing the pearly gates. And Chuuya (who is not in control of his own body) is on his way to kill him via Fyodor's orders.

NOW, many people, including myself... ARE SO EXCITED FOR THIS SKK REUNION!!! like... so many monumental things abouta possibly happen. SUCH AS (list off the top of my head): 1. Chuuya bite Dazai vampire style and that nullifies the curse. Aha. i can imagine the edits now. (and to see that animated at some point.. ough) 2. Skk beats up Fyodor double black style ;) 3. Skk bantering that we have missed so so so much 4. Chuuya potentially faking being vampire, lifting his hat up, and looking at Dazai... "You missed me?" OR "You look like shit. Almost makes me forgive you for that stunt you pulled with the water." 5. Dazai being carried princess style by Chuuya ahhahahtg73849ewk 6. Now, what me personally wanna see.... Chuuya BOOKING it down the halls trying to get to Dazai in time. I don't think this will happen because the shock value of seeing Chuuya actually faking being vampire wouldn't be as good. BUT OH BOY AM I IMAGINING IT. 7. oh and Chuuya having his own flashbacks ab their relationship too!!

IM SO EXCITED FOR JULY YALL. EEK.

Now, I don't think Dazai is going to die. But. It a possibility that we cannot ignore.... and I've got some angst that it can cause. Like. Agh. This is the reason I'm making this post; I want to shock others with fear. Fear that I don't want to suffer through alone. NOW, MY ANGSTY LIST FOR HOW THIS SKK INTERACTION MIGHT PLAY OUT:

Fyodor calls back vampire Chuuya (Sigma situation) and he doesn't make it to Dazai in time and Dazai dies Alone. (I don't think this is going to happen at like. All. But it could! Maybe!)

Turns out Chuuya is faking being vampire, but he gets to Dazai and it's too late to do anything (poison kicks in, bro bleeds out, etc.) He dies in his arms! ^^

Chuuya is forced to activate corruption, Dazai can't save him because BROKEN LEGS and both Chuuya and Dazai die (i will stop reading bsd.

Chuuya kills Dazai as a vampire, the curse isn't nullified (FYODOR is the one who sent Chuuya there afterall) and this is when we get Really Angsty: (1) It's obvious that Chuuya and Dazai care for each other on some level, even if you don't ship them. Chuuya would be killing somebody that he cares about, and he would probably blame himself for it. Dazai is somebody that he has known for SEVEN YEARS!! That shit would HURT!! The sheep, flags, all of his subordinates that have died on the field, now Dazai. (2) NOW as for DAZAI!! If I remember correctly, Dazai says something along the lines of "Everything I want I lose" or something like that, right?? Now. Imagine this. Dazai, someone who craves death and constantly tries to commit suicide, dies. OK so what?? No. I think that Dazai very much wants to try and stay alive, it's hinted at multiple times (15 novel, his character song, a much happier life with the ADA in contrast to the mafia, etc.). Let's circle back to what I said earlier, "Everything I want I lose." Dazai goes full circle from wanting to die -> wanting to live -> dying. It hurts and it would prove what Dazai thinks/thought is right!! Everything he wants, he can't have! (Also, cherry on top. He hates pain!! He would be dying a very, very painful death. He even says that he is in a lot of pain in the chapter) OK, ONE AGAIN I DONT THINK CHUUYA OR DAZAI IS DYING!!! im sorry. lets.. focus on the positives!!! Sskk reunion yayyy! (it's also really painful to think about them)

[ivysangel]

listened to a bunch of music tonight so here are just some thoughts (didn't proofread shit):

the boy is mine (remix) - ariana grande made musical history getting brandy and monica back in the studio together to release a remixed version of a song that has the same name as their timeless hit. i'll have to listen to it again but i did thoroughly enjoy it, SO much better than 'yes, and?' ft mariah which was just...oof. but yes. amazing. fantastic. ugh the brige??? so good like i got chills

phat butt - copied nicki's flow and cadence and still somehow sucked. how are you gonna rap about people "biting your flow" as you bite another bitch's flow??? it's not her worst song and it's significantly better than that shit show 'gimme a light' but it's still not on the level that ice spice fans will try to have you think it is. a skip for me

the girl, so confusing w lorde - lemme just say that brat is such a good album and both von dutch remix and this version of 'girl, so confusing' are SO good. charli def has a vision when she's getting these features. i'm not super familiar with lorde beyond royals but i really loved her part and i think it was just so good overall. i also just really like 'girl, so confusing' anyway, it's so catchy. will be going on my summer playlist

chanel no.5 - i have never prayed on someone's downfall harder than i have prayed on camila cabello's. i've said it before but her rebrand is just so incredibly inauthentic. her music sucks, she can't write for shit, and she needs to sue someone over her dye job. like i just HATE. HER. but about the song, BAD. lyrics suck just like 'i luv it' because camila cabello is not a hyperpop artists and doesn't know how to do it authentically which is why she's singing random phrases into the mic over a beat and calling it a day

never be yours - not my fave kali uchis song but i did still like it. i'm such a fan of her slower music so i did very much enjoy the beat and overall vibe but something about it didn't entirely do it for mee. will continue to play 'tu corazon es mio' on a loop until KU5

us. - not a gracie nor a taylor fan but it was cute. was super surprised to see that taylor was a featuring artist???? and not only that but the ONLY feature on the whole album??? was so confused until i remembered that gracie abrams is indeed a nepo baby and can probably get whatever she wants. like i said tho, cute song. haven't listened to the whole album yet tho

dopamine - oh. my. god. a religious experience. no joke. i'm so mad i didn't listen on release night because i KNOW i would've been gagging with everybody on the tl. better late than never tho. a true no skip album. i can't believe i'm saying it but i think dopamine might've been worth the five year wait. i had to force myself to turn it off so i could listen to kehlani's 'crash'. it had me entranced y'all like i can't even function.

not only did the album prove once again that normani's a fantastic singer and overall artist, but that she's a FUHREAKKKKKKK. opening with 'big boy' and closing with 'wild side' is CRAZY. like she really might've just dropped thee music to fuck to bible??? i have to listen to it in full at least one or two more times to compile a list of my fave songs bc rn it's all up in the air but just know all of them were so. good.

[thecluelessdoctor]

i swear I don't mean to cause arguments, or anything of the sort in the FNAF community but I really need to get this off my chest about a certain ship popular in the fandom.

Now, the fnaf fandom has always had its hand full of immoral, strange, and toxic ships like most fandoms do. But I'm here to talk about William x Henry.

Please note I will be using facts I know, this isn't just opinion. I will also only be stating the vital events that help my point, because the rest is extras There also might be some events mixed up here, please just correct me on that *nicely*

Also if ur gonna say something, please don't be hating. Because you will be blocked, I don't care if you are a mutual or friend or not, you will be blocked if you try picking a fight.

ANYWAY.

So here is my thing with William x henry. I personally don't mind it too much but sometimes it bothers the hell out of me.

Let's talk about what we know about William and Henry's relationship. We know they were best friends and founded Fredbear's together, and then it is believed 83 happens, where even/chris/ what ever you call him, dies. So that'll fuck up any person so. Yk. ANYWAY, then William kills Charlie. So that's strike one right there, ofc Henry doesn't find out till later I believe but yk.

Now I thInk- when ever Fredbear's got shut down and the open Freddy fazebears is where Henry finds out anyway

Honestly Henry is stupid for not calling the cops like. Fucker you had the proof William murdered your daughter- AH YES LETS GO TO THE NEXT TOPIC- Henry here let's William go. Stupid ass- anyway, so what does William do? Change his name and decide in a British voice "I am going to become Henry's biggest problem."

I don't remember what happens but I am PRETTY SURE William does this in the toy animatronics pizzeria. Then the bite of 87 happens and it's like oh shit.

Now during this time, William finds out about reminant , which I find SO STUPID AND FORCED LIKE- HE CANT JUST BE A MAD MAN?? HE NEEDS TO HAVE A REASON FOR HIS KILLING?? anyway. Willie finds out about reminant and is like 'oo lemme go kill five more kids and watch what happens'

So yeah.

Oh and the fact William *according to what I have read* made Mike be a test subject. If that's not toxic and bad idk what is.

Anyway.

Stupid ass part one over here goes back to fazbears to harvest the remnant from the animatronics only to get himself killed YAY!

Anyway lets skip to FNaF... 6 I think. Henry/stupid ass part two quite literally trys to kill William again so like. These two are at each other's throats.

That's all I got for now- mostly because that's all I remember rn :') (jeez the FNAf lore is confusing)

I also have personal reasons on why the ship has a bad taste in my mouth but that's a different story.

Also, please note I AM NOT HATING ON YOU FOR ENJOYING THE SHIP. I just needed to get these thoughts out.

Also please, if you enjoy the ship and want to interact with me, try to refrain from bringing it up. Due to bad memories I will likely start unintentionally judging or disliking you and I don't want that

[wormeats]

hello gay autism website, advice for meltdowns and burnout?

preventing meltdowns and dealing w them if they occur, recovering from burnout after a lifetime of masking and smaller burnouts until i pushed it for too long and this time i feel broken but also learned more about myself ?

i havent intentionally self harmed in 2 years, and quit nicotine like 2 months ago so those are some long term core coping strategies i lost maybe also making stuff harder, but it was good to quit those ofc

it just gets scary bc during a meltdown it feels like i Need to Scream and/or Run and/or make myself feel pain/hit myself or hit something else (but i stopped doing that bc once as a teen i broke my wall and it was embarrassing and bad, and a few weaks ago i fucked up my hand punching a tree full force) (it always ends up being Harder and More Damage than i thought at the time, mayb adrenaline, but adds to scary) but the worst is that during the worst ones I feel a very strong urge to hit my head against shit as hard as i can, and i try to redirect to Anything Else bc that feels Dangerous so i used to punch my legs a lot and give myself hematoma bad bruising, more recent ones ive screamed into stuff to muffle, scratch my skin (another past coping mechanism of sh F), and bite myself so hard i feel my teeth about to connect and tear a chunk of meat out of me so i get scared and stop

it also is really hard or impossible to communicate and really hard to think so its more stressful if i am causing distress to others and want to calm down when i cannot calm down

it feels involuntary, like if i dont scream ill hurt myself and if i dont bash my head in i have to punch my legs or bite myself

at a certain point, i probably just have to let myself have the meltdown and know i will be okay after, but it scares people also if i cannot communicate that to them and am in lot of visible distress

advice ? any pls

im struggling a lot and have been this entire year

probably started burnout around october and thought it was a depressive episode (maybe a lot of my past depressive episodes were burnout and being too depressed to do shit let me rest, but this time i couldnt afford to be depressed bc i need to work to live and afford shit and etc etc even tho still not doing shit i need to like acquiring insurance and doctors, it feels impossible i am just trying to survive each day. how the fuck do you get doctors and appointments if u are too mentally unwell to do that. i cannot afford to be hospitalized either i need to keep working and have money to live)

any advice ? sorry for essay, ty if you read, shit is so hard rn

[feralcherry]

5, 11, 12, 13, I don’t think I asked those last time? Do your worst! 😈

5. worst discord server and why?

okay so i used to have a bnha server a few years back. i put up with too much disrespect from people who weren't even that nice to me lol AND one of them literally made an awful threat about mass murder in a walmart so that was...super.

part of why i left the bnha fandom was that server. i had let literally any one in so that's my bad, now i vet people

11. number of fandom-related words you've filtered

i've blocked two very VERYYYY popular ship names cause if i see them on my dash it makes me annoyed.

12.the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

So many people hate Elena and most of the time it's never because of real reasons. They'll shit on her for being 'annoying' or 'selfish' when she's literally a depressed teenager who is passively suicidal until later in the show. She's gloomy and not as expressive as say, Caroline, and instead of appreciating her for what she does offer, people put the girls against each other.

She is the main character of the show, because everything actually revolved around her for many seasons. Her blood, her love, her body, etc were desired by those around her and MADE her the center of attention. She didn't ask for it. She didn't want it. She's someone forced to grow up way too fast (she shouldn't have been in charge of Jeremy, Jenna should have, but Jenna sucked at it.) and when she inevitably fails, they crucify her for it.

Or, my least favorite, are people who worship the brothers that love her and hate her for hurting them. Firstly, why are they the center of the relationship? Why is the man babied and the literal teenager demonized? Embarrassing. Oh, it's worse when they love a ship with her in it but hate her by herself.

You are battling with a fictional teenager over a man who is also fictional. Stop centering men in your life lol seek therapy

Secondly, NONE of those characters were free of wrong doing. Each one of them has said something fucked up or selfish or wrong. I'm going to drop it there because if I said my full thoughts this will go on longer and nobody is here for that rn lol

13. worst blorbofication

oh my GOD. I love Klaus and Elijah, but they are uwuified. Once again by people who want to shame the women in their lives for stupid reasons. Klaus gets in his own way and ruins a lot of the good things in his life with his own two hands. I like that about him. We have all been there. DON'T sit there and go 'oh poor him he's never done anything wrong!!!' or 'his feelings were hurt :(' yeah well his feelings are often hurt and he hurts them himself half the time so...

Klaus is a paranoid, possessive, megalomaniac with both an inferiority and superiority complex and he takes it out on everyone around him.

Elijah might be worse actually. Some people act like he's better than Klaus. I think he's worse in some aspects. Klaus is upfront about his violence, Elijah is quieter. He's sneakier and hides behind his words and likes little games. He may be noble in comparison to his siblings, but he is not really that noble.

Elijah is the snake in the grass who bites you when you least expect it. Not all that he does is in the name of family. He's also so hellbent on his brother's redemption that he is willing to let the rest of the world, including their other siblings, suffer for this idea of absolution for the guilt he carries.

They both are vampires. They are over 1000 years old. Their humanity, their morals- both have decayed over time. Vampires are predatory by nature. They are the scorpions to the humans frog, they will kill/hurt because it is in their nature.

Also, I don't think they are the protagonists to The Originals. But that's another post.

[borathae]

Sibibaby what the hell??? Wtf is this? 😭😭😭 i read it 3 times already and zero joke i cried like a baby…

1- ‘You know by now, because you are the only person Yoongi sleeps next to. You know by now, because you are the only person to know how his body feels naked.’ THIS !!!! ‘he loves to be the little spoon and that he sulks when you get up for pee breaks and that he also loves hiding his face in your chest when he gets flustered.’ AND THIS!! Gosh you’re trying to kill me right? (I’m also like ‘he sulks when she get up for a pee break’ no my chicken tenders baby 🥺🥺) oh my heartu 🥺

2- He was so gentle with her even he’s so hurt omg i love and want to protect my yoongi boongie 🥺🥺🩵 That bath scene broke my heart gosh he cried while bathing her 😭

3- geez how dare they come!!!!! Taehyung you punk did you ever think about your darling?? worry for your girlfriend you little bastard ??? Omg i’m sooo mad at them how dare they????

4- Hell yes when Yoongi said ‘Sit. Now.’ And when he picks up the knife i was like ‘hellllllll yeah yoongi take our revenge i’m so mad’!! Like yeah we’re ofc against the violence irl but let me live in fantasy just once 😭

5- Actually i feel so relieved thanks to Yoongi 😇 That taehyung biatch and j*min biatch deserved it (deserve his rage) 😌 And umm excuse me but hot?? When Yoongi went on full vampire mod?? Yes Master.

6- Okay i know Jimin is manipulating Taehyung but gosh Tae you’re 800 something old years old omg you’re not an innocent child…use your brain dude use it 😡

7- Sooo Yoongi knows the Jimin incident…partly…but he doesn’t know that he forced her 🤐 (Will he learn about that Sibibaby?? He needs to knoooowwww 🥺)

8- He brings her a 🍁 🥺🥺🥺

9- i feel oc’s sadness so much gosh you have no idea 😭 when she said ‘i want to die’ i felt in in my heart and cried so much oh my baby deserves the world beside yoongi 🥺 please be happy my baby

10- The detail…he acted strong for her but as soon as she sleeps…he cried again and my heart broke again and again… it’s going to pass for both of us 😭🥺🥺🥺 my babies

11- He noticed that she doesn’t wear her ring anymore!! Okay is this ring thing going to be a problem or a big thing or are we just overreacting?? Like will Yoongi think ; ‘she doesn’t wear her ring so it maybe started with her consent but after some point Taehyung control her mind?’ Omg am I overthinking rn???

THEIR CONNECTION!!!! I AM BITING MY OWN FUCKING HAND 😭

the bath scene no fucking joke ripped me apart like holy fuck. The fact that he wet her by scooping up the water and spreading it through gentle touches AND THAT HE DID ALL OF THAT EVEN IF HE WAS CRYING I'M GONNA FUCKING BREAK SOMETHING AND BY THAT I MEAN MY HEART

ruuuuhu samememe omfmg samemme

Yoongi was fufcking hot fajdjf he is legit always so hot when he shows glimpses of his Creator side liKE FNDFNN

ahahhaha "yes master" JFAJDJ MOOD FAHHAHAHA

RIGHT??? I like that you say that. it's like my dude you can only hide behind your "naivity" for that long before it just turns into excuses

he will learn about it, I just won't tell when and how ohoohoh

A LEAF!!!! IF UCKING LFEAF!!!FAE

she deserves the fucking world no fucking joke. I wanna fucking protect her so bad 😭😭

this part broke me. the fact that he waited until she was asleep just to instantly break hoLY FUCK please someone give him a hug 😭

no the ring will still play a part 👀 it is not just something I brushed over believe my words 👀

Istfg thank you so much for your reviews! hehehe I missed yelling with you my dearest 💜💜

[borom1r]

The OG post seems dead but the full meme is in dm because Link so uhhh for both brothers ig?? Hope things get less shitty soon friend 😭🤞🏽🫂

THANK UUUUU there has been so much personal stuff going on that im not gonna get into on Tumblr Dot Com but im ready for it all to be done + today is gonna be. HRM. interesting at best

edit: forgot to link the fuckin meme like a gremlin. anyways, link

Boromir time 🩵🤍

🏳️‍🌈lgbt+ headcanon

gay gay homosexual gay

💌fluffy headcanon

THAT MAN GIVES THE BEST HUGS IN THE WORLD. back-cracking fuckin hugs. not afraid to show his love thru physical touch either. picks Faramir up + spins him around in a hug whenever he gets the chance. either of them might die any fucking day so goddamn it he's going to hug his little brother like crazy

💔angsty headcanon

emotionally stunted king. raised w/ the knowledge he would die for Gondor. as a soldier or as steward, he's dying for this fucking country. so his own wants? his desires? emotions? needs? those don't matter :) haha what do you mean they uh. they should matter? what??? nahhh....

🧸 hurt/comfort headcanon

Boromir Lives i do think he loses significant feeling/range of motion in his arm after gettin turned into a fuckin Gondorian pincushion. thankfully Aragorn's hands are the hands of a healer + he's happy to help massage away any aches/tightness

🪀silly headcanon

Théodred is endlessly frustrated that Boromir's hair is not long enough to braid properly. Boromir refuses to grow his hair any longer. this is a constant (joking) argument between them <3 (Théodred fully "your hair is literally the only way anyone would know you're not a true Rohir. grow it out!!" + Boromir "mm.. tempting")

💤sleep headcanon

used to sleeping lightly + functioning on the bare minimum as a soldier but in a Boromir Lives scenario i do think he sleeps like a fucking LOG when he finally adjusts to not being in constant danger lol

✨a ship i like with this character

Aragorn/Boromir for Painfully Obvious Reasons, methinks. also partial to Boromir/Théodred

🔪a ship i Don't like with this character

look, man. the amount of Boromir/Faramir fics I’ve seen. that’s his whole ass entire biological brother. 😒

🎃something i think they're afraid of

i mean painfully obvious but the loss of all the loves to the forces of Mordor

📦overall feelings about them

BITING HIM BITING HIM BITING HIM BITES HIM BITES HIM BITES HIM CHOMPS HIM SHAKING HIM AROUND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HES MY GUY THATS MY GUY FUCKING BITES HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

📢favorite thing about them in canon

HES SO. LOVING. i have waxed poetic abt Boromir + how deeply he loves + cares for things i don’t have it in me to do it again rn but that man is 90% love and i love him for it

🧨least favorite thing about them in canon

NONE? that’s my Special Guy? like yeah ig i cld be like ‘ooooouuuu his fall to the ring’ but that’s stupid bullshit and completely ignores the point that no one is above the temptation of the ring < which is why i prefer movie!Faramir + his temptation. stupid that he wasn’t tempted in the books like ily Fara but that’s bullshit

💬favorite line they've said

HRM well “have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets” ofc. my url for my Aragorn blog is “clear ringing” in Sindarin :3 (nellad ‘laen)

🔔unpopular opinion

do i have any unpopular boromir opinions??!? i think if u think he’s a villain ur wrong + will ignore any further takes. maybe “Boromir Is good” is unpopular in the broader fandom but I just don’t go there. I do not see it

🔊a song that reminds me of them

OAGH. asking me to pick just one. foolish. i have a ton of music in my tag for him on @nelladlaen so here r a choice few:

Magnolia — Baroness (heavy weight, one more soul / leaving flaming arrows / hold on, eyes open wide / it’s the curtain falling)

When Will The Wounds Ever Heal — Crom (my shoulders ache from the burden of the past / I thought that I could bear, yes I swear / it’s so hard to find the path that leads me through / the darkness that you left behind)

Shock Me — Baroness (this is an Aramir song to me. “in a dream / a great calamity / to stone my heart and firm resolve / and render nerves to steel” “a deep well of despair I found / the day my dreams came true” Aramir song.)

Eventide — Kamelot (we did not go quietly into the night / old friend, now it’s time for you and I / to wave our goodbye / I will be there waiting with a smile / when you arrive)

also does it fit his vibe specifically? no. but do I think a man groomed from youth to essentially sacrifice himself on the battlefield for his people, to be a Figurehead on a pedestal rather than a whole person with his own desires, deserves to listen to angry thrash metal way too loud for catharsis? Yes. so Hanged Man’s Revenge by Spirit Adrift

📝misc thoughts/headcanons (you can specify something not on this list or i can say whatever comes to mind first!)

i do need him carnally. me every time i think too hard abt Boromir son of Denethor, Steward-Prince + Captain of the Tower Guard

Faramir time!! 🪶🌲

🏳️‍🌈lgbt+ headcanon

gay trans man ^_^

💌fluffy headcanon

cat-bonks his forehead against Boromir when he's happy but nonverbal. autistic ass man to me

💔angsty headcanon

the man was covered in fuel and engulfed in flames he fully has burns at BARE minimum on his limbs/extremities…

🧸 hurt/comfort headcanon

look man i used to make back-alley top surgery jokes before i had my surgery + was gettin sick n fuckin tired with dysphoria. Faramir has absolutely made some miserable joke abt Boromir taking him out back + just lopping them off w/ a sword.

Boromir at least ran with it until he got Faramir actually laughing + distracted from the fuckin Horrors

🪀silly headcanon

he + Aragorn feed into each other's echolalia. its so bad. one of them picks up a phrase/noise + its never long before the other picks it up too

💤sleep headcanon

sleeps EXTREMELY lightly + wakes with the first light. even in times of peace, never gets out of this rhythm

✨a ship i like with this character

veryvery partial to Éomer/Faramir

🔪a ship i Don't like with this character

same answer as Boromir

🎃something i think they're afraid of

ahh.. thats an interesting question actually. i think there's a lot of sadness abt Faramir but not necessarily.. fear. perhaps losing Boromir? whatever he fears, he does not show it < he's already a better leader than his father lmao.

I do think he has nightmares about the pyre after. all of that.

📦overall feelings about them

honeg!!!!!!!! that’s my little brother!!!!!! < Aragorn kinnie voice

📢favorite thing about them in canon

HES SO DEEPLY GENTLE AND KIND WHEN OF ANYONE HE HAS THE MOST RIGHT TO BE BITTER AND COLD. HE IS A WISE MAN AND A STRONG LEADER AND MOST OF ALL HE CARES!!!!

🧨least favorite thing about them in canon

book!Faramir my worstie. u and ur middlemen shtick and the whole I’m Above The Ring beloved u are an entire Man don’t give me that BS. also unpack ur biases towards other races of men the Rohirrim don’t deserve this. least of all if ur gonna marry one 🙄

💬favorite line they've said

movie!Fara quotes bc i do love movie!Fara he's a special lil guy. two bc i can't rlly choose between them

His sense of duty was no less than yours, I deem. You wonder what his name is... where he came from. And if he was really evil at heart. What lies or threats led him on this long march from home. If he would not rather have stayed there... in peace. War will make corpses of us all. — i feel like i love this quote for obvious reasons. ik this was expanded from Sam's internal monologue in the books but i do like Faramir having this line instead, showing again his compassion even in the face of such violence

Where does my allegiance lie if not here? This is the city of the men of Númenor. I would gladly give my life to defend her beauty, her memory… her wisdom… — this is my 2nd choice bc its such a like. such a good parallel of Boromir. or maybe not a parallel, but it ties so nicely into the idea that Faramir is trying to be Boromir for his father. so of course he'd give his life for Minas Tirith, because wouldn't Boromir do the same?

🔔unpopular opinion

again do I have one??? idk??? maybe that movie!Faramir is better than book!Faramir, that feels blasphemous lol

🔊a song that reminds me of them

Living Pyre — Khemmis (look is it ultimately a depressing song? yes. but it is a Faramir song to me.)

also Blacksmith and Ride On by Cruachan bc I think he’d genuinely enjoy Cruachan

📝misc thoughts/headcanons (you can specify something not on this list or i can say whatever comes to mind first!)

AUTISM CREATURE. WE ARE AUTISM CREATURES TOGETHER

autism2autism communication we r both staring into the distnce over each other's shoulders so we dont have to actually make eye contact

[punkscowardschampions]

Edam Pt.2

Edie: [breathing out like you’ve been holding it in since you last saw him, so heavily and shaky because all the things unsaid at this point that have to be ‘I weren’t sure, that you’d be fussed’ not like because you’re a dick but because he’s in his own rough place and maybe he wanted alone time, it’d be valid]

Liam: [‘I was after being on my own til it went from a taste to a stomach full’ because isn’t that always the tea, you think that’s what you want until you get too much of it and then you’re like oh, touching her face about it because so glad she’s here now that cannot be overstated]

Edie: [when that’s entirely TOO relatable a mood and the noise you make in response is a little too strangled because you can’t even get into it, so touching his face back with the !! you’re not verbalising]

Liam: [bringing back his sister’s safety in numbers saying being repeated like I did in the other convo we did because something she said and something he’s saying really quietly but sincerely now to show that she’s here and he doesn’t intend to let her go]

Edie: [‘now I know you’re sick of it’ quietly too, practically against his skin, wherever that is, literally against his cheek if that’s where you still are, face to face, because want nothing more than to go back to spending all your time together like you did]

Liam: [‘you know I weren’t of you’ because too true and even though she does know that he’s gotta say it nevertheless, in her ear I’m sure even though it’s slightly louder than what he just said and not at all a whisper, just to be there in that close proximity]

Edie: [nodding your I know, microscopically because you don’t want to even accidentally move him away an inch here, the opposite thus pulling him into a hug with a dramatic roll that being on a bouncy castle provides you ‘can I stay here tonight?’]

Liam: [breathing into her ear the way she breathed into his neck before just !! for a sec as she pulls him into this hug before he’s hugging her back so tightly there’s absolutely 0 question of her going anywhere else ever even a mm away from him] 

Edie: [SQUEEZING him with all your strength here because the only way to express how you feel about that/him without fully dropping an L bomb tbh, freeing his hand from this snuggle so you can look at his tattoo again, tracing the rest of your name next to this E]

Liam: [the way I just know that as he’s watching her do this he’s this close to telling her to get the stick and poke stuff back out and do it but kiss her instead so you don’t, dramatically from wherever you are whether that’s her neck or wherever just launching his face at the nearest skin so !!]

Edie: [biting your own lip to stop a moan being fully realised and released here, the force this takes being fully put into how hard this biting is, only stopping to kiss him back, not on the lips but also wherever you can reach, covering so much skin like you cannot wait a second longer and how long you have waited means you need to be this extra]

Liam: [likewise cannot wait a second longer to kiss her on the mouth so dragging her face to his from wherever hers has landed when he decides he simply must, with so much !! that his hands are once again buried in her hair even when they are basically clamped to the sides of her face, so tangled up rn in his quest to intensely makeout, tasting the blood on her lip I know is there from how hard she bit it and doing his own moan fully against said lips]

Edie: [I know your heads are clonking together, along with your teeth because the haste is so real and there’s no time to care about anything but being as close as you can in every way that you can, grinning into this makeout at his moan, so happy about it as well as a little justifiably smug, pulling his face into yours again despite him not having moved, via the chain he had on in the pics posted]

Liam: [1000% the vibe, not that y’all will care at all about the collision any more than he’d notice or care atm if that chain literally snapped, all that matters is making out like your lives depend on it, hence his hands going to her waist to pull her body closer against his as they do, even though that’s practically impossible I’m sure, and then under her shirt because cba to take even a sec to unbutton it, we’re still all haste here]

Edie: [‘you feel-’ as you are pawing at his body the way you were just covering him in kisses, like you can’t leave a single part untouched and you need to touch all of him right now and that’s true]

Liam: [if she has belt loops again dragging her closer via them as she says this because hard agree with that sentiment, and if she doesn’t, literally dragging her via the fabric where they would be, I can’t tell from the pic, the point is that he needs to make their bodies crash together the same way their mouths did rn immediately and over and over again as she touches him so that she can feel the blatant reaction those touches are having]

Edie: [lacing your arms around his neck so you can only use your body now to touch his, being entirely blatant with where and how, looking down to watch this happen and your breathing is going WILD]

Liam: [his gaze following hers to watch too and his own breathing basically matching hers, no notes, they are just very in sync here in this moment, but ofc he can’t resist maintaining some more insane EYE CONTACT then because we love the contrast of how dark his eyes are and how blue hers are, very jali of you guys]

Edie: [‘I can’t believe it’s you’ being blurted out as you are staring into his very dark eyes because you simply cannot, how you feel about it being him though is very obvious and is backed up with you restarting a fevered makeout the second you’ve let that land]

Liam: [‘who else’ as a statement not a question like ily and you’re my best friend etc because he doesn’t know there has been so that isn’t even occurring to him he only means it in the sense of this feeling so right here and now and so fated in that it was always meant to be happening at some point however derailed they got by the grief and the bad times, getting that out despite kissing her as hard and as dramatically]

Edie: [gotta launch yourself at him with slightly more than haste because you don’t want to think about the question it wasn’t intended to be but is]

Liam: [my boo says distract distract and it will because he’s just a boy and he won’t think anything of it when it’s the mood y’all are already in, it isn’t like it’s coming from nowhere or is a completely different energy]

Edie: [you’ll get away with it and no one can blame either of y’all for that, you want to be in the here and now and that’s the realest so go ahead and keep making out you crazy kids]

Liam: [take this opportunity to touch her the most indecently for the first time whilst making out because she did him earlier when we wanted to cockblock y’all from a full hookup but he didn’t her because he was far too distracted by being killed, there’s only a trouser button and zip stopping you sir (which you can look at her as you undo to make sure she’s down for this) and we love that for you though I very much hope he doesn’t have nosy neighbours or a very overlooked garden]

Edie: [it’s okay bouncy castles usually are hard to see in because they’re so big or have a sort of mesh top anyway, not that y’all would care because she is down even if she’s SHOOK to finally be touched by you thus looking at him with giant eyes about it]

Liam: [because he is weird and can’t just be touching her in a straightforward manner I imagine him doing a cupped hand like when you drink from a tap even though he isn’t immediately licking it like a feral hog or anything the way that gesture suggests though, probably because he’s getting distracted by touching her both with the part of his hand she bit earlier and where his tattoo is, gotta be done before he’s actually doing any fingering lol, I dread to think what he’s finally doing then, all sorts of random gestures and movements rather than just a standard curl because experimenting here with what she might like and only listening to/watching/ caring about what her reactions are as opposed to doing what’s normal here, soz not soz he’s vibing]

Edie: [giving him the truest definition of heart eyes she has ever because this is everything as well as it’s beyond adorable, wanting to tell him you love him so badly but you dare not so your lips keep moving but never forming a full word, mouthed or spoken aloud, putting your hand over his not in a showing him what to do way but purely wanting to hold his hand, gasping at the inevitable but accidental extra pressure you have added doing this, breathing out ‘what does it feel like?’ because always]

Liam: [I love that and I love that y’all are defs handholding throughout this even when he’s taking these antics more seriously (and giving her massive hearteyes back obvs) ‘your turn to be asked’ cos duh this is the one time he wants to know without a shadow of a doubt how she feels as he’s committing to try and do the most]

Edie: [doing the kind of come on laugh because it’s really obvious to the point you’re then going bright red about it but you’re still holding his hand and still looking at him because only embarrassed in a good way not like mortified and must stop obvs]

Liam: [grinning because it is obvious and we’re buzzing about this because imagine if y’all went this far only to flop now that you’re doing more than just kiss, it would be beyond awks and friendship ruining so thank god you aren’t, do the opposite of flopping please by adding such slow but intense kissing to the antics you’re already doing]

Edie: [have your slow jam makeout because the vibes are immaculate and nothing is getting ruined until it REALLY does by the murder lmao, letting y’all have basically a perfect first time because if anything warrants it, it would be what is about to go down, so obviously we’re slowly but determinedly undressing you as much as we can/need to to try and further this, moving our head back to ask the question with the pause in proceedings/our eyes]

Liam: [I agree, it would be the most evil thing ever all things considered to not let you have it be perfect given that he won’t be sleeping with anyone for a long time and her first time was literally with her own father, y’all need this to be going well and therefore it will and he’ll obviously answer with his eyes that he’s down to do this]

Edie: [as gross and depressing as that is, you aren’t thinking about him right now like he would want you to be but you do have the knowledge of having done this before to help you not feel totally lost with it so that is something]

Liam: [we simply will not be giving you the satisfaction sir, RIP, this boy has enthusiasm and that as a combo will be enough because me and my boo say so, we’re not letting this go wrong (besides the accidental pregnancy of it all)]

Edie: [oh btw, I should mention that in my head the reason there’s never a horrible freakout/need for DNA testing is because she makes Moses wear condoms because what are you gonna do otherwise, sir and yeah, you’re probably finding out you’re pregnant when you go to hospital for the menty issues because they always check there’s no possibility before medicating you and whatnot so yeah throw that out there]

Liam: [that’s a good point boo can’t be relying on the preferred gypsy method of pulling out when you’re committing incest with your child and don’t wanna be found out and that tracks perfectly as a how and when to find out given that the poor girl is a bit distracted by grief and murder and whatnot prior to then, soz for making baby Libi prem so you have less time to get your head around it and there is even more drama but Winnie says he’s not soz at all]

Edie: [I am sure you want to and try to convince her but no, not happening, can be as mad as you want we draw the line lmao but yeah and even if y’all convince the jury that Edie had as little to do with this as possible, she’ll still have a social worker and they’d still be like umm therapy immediately so it’ll be quick to get in and lowkey mandatory so yeah, soz baby Libi then tries to kill you and die herself, definitely needed on top of this situation but you know, we move]

Liam: [anyway, the question is do we wanna cut our losses and leave this here for now or shall we carry on and try and do the incest reveal and murder plotting?]

Edie: [how are you feeling? This is a good place to leave it if you’re now wanting to do something else we’ve been thinking/talking about so there’s no real loss, this whole plot is always gonna be here to do and we’ll likely redo many a time so]

Liam: [I feel blah but I’d feel that if we started something new too because we haven’t written for a sec so that’s not very helpful of me I’m aware, tempted to try something else because I don’t wanna do the next bit badly as it’s important but I was excited about doing this so I’m also like maybe we should try and push through and see if we can get that back?]

Edie: [do you think it’d be easier to be doing non-brackets or it’s just how important this is? I’m chill either way honestly, if you want to keep trying we can]

Liam: [let’s carry on then, fuck it, we can always delete it if I flop]

Edie: [in fairness we can get it out of brackets because you’re probably/lowkey obviously having some kind of freakout post this and are gonna be like I gotta go, which would be so confusing/lovely, soz Liam, it’s the trauma, just running away which is at least better than going silent which is what you would still do with your dad which he would just love, we know, yikes]

Liam: [my boo says happy birthday Liam and she also said Moses if you don’t want that kind of reaction maybe don’t have sex with your child and she’s so right for that, but yeah valid, as is the fact that what he said the first time we did this convo about having everything written down and on the record so even if it was an irl convo he’d still be like okay but you’ve gotta leave the evidence there too for the future police snoop]

Edie: [mhmm, soz boy, like she would have done it in that weirdly polite and distant way like oh I’m sorry I just forgot I have a thing but we all know it’s weird because you were planning to sleepover until a second ago, anyway, let me message you, it’s giving not ages later because you do actually want to talk to him but long enough that you’ve ran somewhere and had that initial trauma response not in front of him]

Edie: I’m sorry, for that, it was weird and mean and that’s not how I meant it

Liam: What did I do? I don’t understand

Edie: It isn’t you, you did everything right

Liam: Can’t’ve

Edie: I mean it, it’s me

Edie: this isn’t the first time this has happened, getting everything I want and then

Edie: my head and my body don’t match up

Liam: This is the first time mine matched up since I dunno when

Liam: where am I meant to put what you’re saying?

Edie: I want to explain

Edie: because this doesn’t have to fuck you up, shouldn’t

Liam: Explain then

Edie: Problem is I think the truth is worse

Edie: I wanted to stay, I wanted to be normal and to be able to let you know, how it was, how I feel, I can’t do it

Liam: I know how it was and you feel

Edie: No, not now, you think it was wrong, that I’ve ran away because of that

Liam: You ran for the age old reason, you’re afeared, what of I’m not claiming knowledge, except that it ain’t of us

Edie: No, it’s not

Edie: I’m glad you know that, that matters, not fucking you up too and any more than everything else has, matters to me

Liam: Matters where you’ve been and all’s what gone on, you’d of stayed, this were [whenever they kissed before]

Edie: I talked myself into something really, really stupid

Edie: and now I don’t know how to get out of it

Liam: I’ll get you out of it, don’t matter what it is

Edie: It’s a big thing

Liam: Nothing’s big enough to be a bother when it’s you s’for

Edie: You might change your mind

Liam: Try us

Edie: It’s my fault, all of it

Edie: even if I feel different now, you have to know that, I’m not a liar

Liam: Aye, I do know you’re not

Edie: I’ve done it before

Edie: I thought you’d notice, that you had

Liam: Notice how if you don’t tell us yourself? 

Edie: You know

Edie: it’d’ve been different if I had no clue

Liam: [making some kind of technology/computer analogy that I cannot that’s giving the equivalent of you’re not a used car gal how was I supposed to just know lol]

Edie: I weren’t scared, most girls are bricking it, aren’t they

Edie: and lads, I reckon but I know less about that

Liam: I reckoned you weren’t for same reasons as us

Edie: That is some of it

Edie: but I think I still would be if it was all of it

Liam: Right, I’m away in the head to miss half the story

Edie: No, no

Edie: it’s something you’d never guess, it’s too far out and then some to cross anyone’s mind

Liam: You after us guessing? Don’t seem this is a laugh, like

Edie: It might help me guess where your head is, calibrate my approach in getting you up to speed

Liam: Yours is as good as mine where my head’s the now

Liam: you left

Edie: I’m sorry

Edie: staying would have looked worse

Liam: I can’t keep up with a U-turn like that

Edie: I shouldn’t have made it sound like I expect you to, even want it

Edie: I should tell you, but wanting to do it is a fucking stretch when it feels like the brakes are cut and I left my stomach and my brain back miles ago

Liam: [some kind of away message type thing he’s set up to flash up for her and only her when he’s busy, giving I’ll walk away from the keyboard and you can just vent energy, we know what I’m saying, because that’ll make it slightly easier]

Edie: Fair as walking away

Edie: I guess there’s no shortcut, no TLDR, just, go for it

Edie: I did it with someone I shouldn’t have and someone who’ll get into the worst kind of trouble if anyone finds out, even telling you feels dangerous but it can’t carry on indefinitely, I can’t

Liam: You can’t use dangerous and keep their identity to yourself

Edie: How many people are off-limits, truly

Edie: I fucked up in the worst possible way

Liam: Talk, Eds

Liam: this needs spelling out, fucked if I’ll catch the wrong end of a desperate shite stick

Edie: You know I’ve always been obsessed with him

Edie: that it was too much, everyone sees that, it’s so embarrassing how obvious it all looks with the hindsight everyone will get 

Edie: but that’s my dad, you know, he’s meant to care, be there

Liam: He’s not meant to take being there that far

Edie: I told him things, things that I’ve never told anyone because they’re so shameful

Liam: Leverage he made full use of, Jesus wept

Edie: I made it sound sexy

Edie: even if it shouldn’t

Liam: He’s your da, should be impossible

Edie: You don’t know how far I took it

Edie: there was no limits

Liam: The limits are for him to put down, like his foot, he’s the grown one

Liam: I’d go before he’s wick as mine, not wrong as this

Edie: I should have all the power, I could ruin his life

Edie: but I just feel trapped

Liam: How long’s he been ruining yours?

Edie: In person, the first time anything happened was his birthday, last year

Liam: Last year

Liam: fucking hell

Edie: and I told him I’d stay with him forever and look after him but I can’t, I knew I couldn’t almost as soon as I said it but how do you just take something like this back?

Liam: I dunno that there’s taking any of it back and he’d of known the first time anything went on, before you saw him in person

Edie: but he’s my da, it’s not like I can just stop seeing him, can I?

Liam: He’ll be counting on that, has up to here

Edie: He’s given me loads of outs but I never take them, I can’t do it, I’m too weak

Liam: Laid loads of traps and taken every advantage of the weaknesses you’ve got for him

Edie: I’m so stupid

Liam: Nah, he manipulated you

Edie: If I was smarter and a better person, none of this could have happened

Liam: He timed it well, we both know why this happened

Edie: The haunting owed for me even suggesting that doesn’t bear thinking about

Liam: I said it, let her for the words I’ve to have myself

Liam: I weren’t about, I would’ve been and could’ve stopped this

Edie: You can’t take any blame

Liam: Least I can do

Edie: He wasn’t a replacement

Edie: it wasn’t like that

Liam: What he did to you don’t compare to nothing I would

Edie: You’re nothing alike

Edie: I mean that entirely in your favour

Liam: He’s a sort of his own, you know what I mean?

Edie: I know

Edie: I can hardly deny it now

Liam: You’re worth [the biggest number in the world possible for him to feasibly type]s of him

Liam: s’what it’s like

Edie: I wish I wasn’t as bad

Edie: so I could deserve your sweetness

Liam: Away to fuck

Edie: But I mean it

Edie: I’ll let you read it, the levels of depraved bullshit, that’s easier than telling you

Liam: Takes 2, you weren’t yourself, who died to excuse him his?

Edie: He’s a lot of issues

Edie: I know, nothing makes it right

Liam: Troubles he brings on himself, he’s got

Edie: That’s what I am

Liam: No you ain’t

Edie: He gave me life and I’ve ruined the both of ours

Liam: He gave you life and took your virginity

Liam: level of fucked I can’t bear to type it, but you need to read it

Edie: What am I going to do, Li

Liam: Come back to stay tonight and we’ll work that out

Edie: I don’t know how I’m meant to be around you now

Liam: We’re no different, he don’t get to change me and you

Liam: we’ve done it on our own, how we can face

Edie: I don’t want you to have to look at me different

Liam: I’m looking at you different from what we did and how I feel, not what he’s done

Edie: I would have told you before

Edie: but I was scared, that you’d change your mind because of it and I selfishly really, really wanted you to not

Liam: You don’t owe us, it happened to you and it’s up to you what you’re telling or no

Edie: I tell you everything

Edie: I did

Liam: I shut you out first and harder, I couldn’t do it

Edie: Of course you did, where would you even begin, how

Liam: Everything had to stop

Edie: I understand, I did then too

Liam: But it didn’t

Edie: Only us, as it turns out

Liam: I fucked up

Liam: safety in numbers and I left you alone

Edie: I left you alone

Edie: and more fucked up than anyone could dream of but I’m not trying to make it no competition

Edie: this isn’t your fault

Liam: Never competition and nothing I can do, for her and now you

Liam: I’m to just stand here like a spare part each time, but I won’t

Edie: No one alive knows more of what you did for her than me

Edie: and you’re going to be there for me too

Liam: Where’ve you hidden up?

Liam: [some guesses of where he thinks she is, unlike when Moses did not even look for her, we ALL remember]

Edie: [the anti mood that was but tell this boy where you are because not hiding from him you just had to leave right now immediately]

Liam: Do you have more to tell us before I come for you?

Edie: It’s hard to work out, what’s important and what ain’t about it

Edie: there’s time, right

Liam: We’ve all night, like

Edie: DJ would let us stay with him if your mammy won’t

Liam: My da would too, he don’t care what I’m doing or who with the now

Edie: You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, you know

Liam: You’re worth it, putting up with everything else to be here in the same time and place

Edie: Don’t make me cry

Liam: I’d stick it out through worse to know you

Edie: There’s nothing I’d not do for you, I mean that

Liam: No crying then, don’t

Edie: Okay, I’ll do my best

Liam: Still my birthday for [however long]

Edie: Don’t waste your wish, I can keep my shit together

Liam: I’ve had it and I didn’t, no worries

Edie: You can have one for each candle, those are my rules

Liam: Don’t make us say like this

Edie: You don’t have to say anything

Liam: I was looking to go for it in person first

Edie: I messed it up 

Edie: I’m not going to run away again

Liam: Not without us

Edie: Getting to your da’s would be easy

Liam: [give her those deets and plan it as if y’all are going rn immediately because it clearly is easy you just don’t see him often cos he’s a bit of a flop and more so since your sister got sick again etc etc]

Edie: He doesn’t know what to say anymore

Edie: not that it was ever his forte, let’s not lie

Liam: But he’s a house by the sea

Edie: We’ll go

Liam: With your 🦈

Edie: I think he’ll like the beach

Liam: Only the one way to find out

Edie: You want to too, not just for me

Edie: get out of here

Liam: I’ve nothing keeping us

Edie: It’s not like we can never come back, right

Liam: [however far away like it’s just that simple because we can pretend rn that it is]

Edie: Could run it in [an ambitious but more sensible estimate]

Edie: [another one that’s ridiculously fast] if I’m scared

Liam: You won’t have no reason no more

Edie: I trust you

Edie: I don’t trust him anymore, maybe I never should have, sure but

Edie: it’s gone

Liam: He’s your da, you weren’t meant to have cause against trusting him

Edie: Arguable how good he ever was, according to most though

Edie: you didn’t get like it over yours, Una didn’t

Edie: why did I need him that much?

Liam: Suited him to make you reckon you did

Edie: but it was real

Liam: My nightmares feel real

Edie: I can’t explain

Liam: You don’t need to

Edie: I do

Liam: You don’t tonight

Edie: Don’t let me take it back

Liam: I swear

Edie: Because I will

Liam: Without us giving you chance to, you can’t

Edie: It’s over now, isn’t it

Liam: That it is

Edie: I wish I knew how to feel

Liam: I could tell you how to, I would

Edie: I know

Edie: if only it was that simple but I know you’ve not got the grip on your own shit, never mind mine

Liam: I’ve a grip on you, that’ll do

Edie: It doesn’t change how you feel about it, does it?

Liam: Nah

Edie: Swear

Edie: because you can tell me otherwise

Liam: He wishes he had that power over me or you

Liam: but he don’t

Edie: That was real, and it’s own thing, I’d never lie about it

Liam: I know

Edie: I didn’t mean to ruin your first time too

Liam: Weren’t you who ruined anything, still him both times

Edie: Don’t be put off for life

Edie: the female population of Dublin would be really pissed off with us for that

Liam: You’re the girl for us, rest to be put off themselves wherever we head

Edie: A full-time occupation for us both, that

Liam: I’m no chicken to take it on

Edie: You’re worth it

Edie: and getting a real one, packing school in, if that’s what works for us

Liam: We’ll both grasp the nettle, as the saying goes, like

Edie: What would I do without you, as an actual question and not just some saying

Liam: Some hypothetical question

Liam: you’ve got us no matter what

Edie: Then everything will be okay, no matter what

Liam: Long as I can make my body move I’ll have it work to help you out

Edie: I won’t let you stay dark, long as I’m able to do anything, that’s what I’ll be doing

Liam: I’ll be near you as I am this min, if not nearer

Liam: [and some stalkery style content the likes of when he was filming her through the window when she was setting the bouncy castle up that she did not know he was filming because it’s a tragedy she did not and as we said then she’d love that, to show his approach to wherever she’s been hiding rn]

Edie: You know I think you’re the coolest 😍

Edie: I can’t stand that I left

Liam: [send her some more footage of her that’s interspersed with close ups of his actual hearteyes that become more insane close ups obvs as he gets closer to her and the footage of her is likewise more stalkery looking for the same reason because like how close can you get without her just seeing you lol god bless]

Edie: [enjoy this game lads because he’s obviously good at it and you’re into it]

Edie: Is it weird how comforting I find it knowing you’re watching me? Among other things but never creepy

Liam: [how he so toll but so sneaky, impressive af tbh]

Liam: You weren’t safe but you know the now you are, there’d be wee comfort in that

Edie: There’s never any fault in your logic, I can trust it more than mine

Liam: I’ll not let you down

Edie: You don’t need to promise, your track record speaks for itself

Liam: [reveal yourself from whatever insanely close by place you’ve been filming her from without her knowing because that track record also does, the way that would be TERRIFYING if she was anyone else because just lurking and then suddenly appearing really jarringly literally right next to her, immediately touching her arm where her tattoo is, obvs]

Edie: [like you’re still going to jump because that will always be the initial reaction but the way you are delighted by it/his appearance the second you can fight that involuntary response is so real; obviously right now you have a slight hesitance about you because you do feel bad for running like you did, whether you could help it or not as the case was, not to mention the elephant in the room and being sure he/everyone is going to be repulsed by it/you after finding out, even if he doesn’t mean to be, so we are here searching him for that reaction even though we don’t want to see it obvs, still reaching for his hand in the same gesture though]

Liam: [we all know she couldn’t help it under the circumstances and hence he isn’t holding that against her however dramatic and confusing as it was before he had the full tea and now that he has it god knows how he feels because haven’t even begun to process that incest reveal and he literally won’t until way after this murder has been committed cos cannot even, lord knows where they are and the trouble he could get in/if it’s even dark enough for this but he will be lighting a fire for them to sit around rn immediately for something practical to do/more comfort to provide for her and somewhere to express some of his emotion because that bitch, excuse us]

Edie: [truly god knows where you are but definitely giving somewhere secluded enough that we should be okay and emboldened because the point was needing to be alone and that means fully alone, like no one can see me and I’m sure you know all the good spots as a duo so not unbelievable to say; anyway, you letting him do this without helping because very aware it’s his thing and you don’t need to, happy to watch and get hypnotised by it for a moment so you can both have that time to at least not be in an active sheer panic here ‘I’ve already forgotten, how much I’ve said and what’s still just in my head and on my phone’ saying this quietly but very matter of factly and unemotionally, because you truly have, beyond knowing you told him the headline of it all, throwing something into this fire as if getting his attention, doing a look up at him briefly to make eye contact before looking back at the flames]

Liam: [we’ll allow it, y’all both need this fire to exist rn almost as it’s own character for your own reasons, first and foremost it will calm you both cos watching flames do have that effect, y’all are welcome ‘you never said much’ as matter of factly simply because she really hasn’t yet, with no demands for her to or any kind of shade attached to it, but we’re all aware of his unemotional and logical want to get as much in writing as possible for evidence knowing what he’s about to do, maintaining eye contact and continuing to look at her long after she’s looking back at the flames which says EVERYTHING cos this boy be obsessed with fire and normally wouldn’t tear his gaze away from it]

Edie: [nodding because you suspected as much, eyes darting back to him and doing a microscopic double take to find him still looking at you, smiling but your eyes are so sad ‘I’ve ruined your birthday’ as a statement because mad at the timing we have chosen but there’d never be a right time to drop this bombshell and we know it, patting the ground next to us, asking him to sit down]

Liam: [looking back at her in a way that wordlessly conveys so many things but most importantly he didn’t want a bday anyway but she gave him a slay one before this reveal which he can only hard agree there is no right time for because there just isn’t but he’d rather know so that now he can do something about it, sitting down next to her where she has gestured ‘he’d ruined your life’ poking this fire with a stick or something which would seem casual to anyone else but is actually showing a glimpse of how upset he is about it cos he’s not and can’t be sat still]

Edie: [going to lean your head on his shoulder, like this is a cosy, comfortable vibe but it isn’t and almost as soon as your hair has brushed against him, you’re sitting back upright and leaving space between you still ‘I did it, you need to understand how much of it was me if you’re to-’ cutting yourself off with a sigh because can’t bear feeling like we’re running calling victim (even though you absolutely are a victim) when it’s not been that cut and dry a case and you have ALL the guilt about it ‘he never forced me to, like, is my point, sick as it may be’]

Liam: [giving her his phone as a swap so she isn’t sat there with nothing to do and gesturing for hers because she told him earlier to read it and that’s an easier way of understanding the vibe than making her say and relive it all, not that it’ll be any nicer to have to sit there while this boy reads everything but you know, clenching his jaw because wants to say that she’s a kid and has been coerced regardless of how much she thinks was her idea etc but keeping his mouth shut cos he knows she’ll just deny that rn]

Edie: [rubbing your own jaw like you want to his but aren’t going to in this moment ‘don’t be mad at me’ under your breath as you take his phone, opening it though you have no intention nor ability to be looking at anything ‘we don’t have to do this’ like we can stop right now and pretend I never said anything which is not true but you know]

Liam: [sadly you do have to do this even though he’d also love nothing more than to not read/look at all of this I’m sure, have fun with that boy because you are going to however long that takes, only doing a lil shake of his head to acknowledge that he isn’t/couldn’t be mad but it’s giving the same energy of her speaking under her breath so she might not see it, at some point when he gets to a bit of her dad being especially gross, taking her hand and just keeping hold of it until he’s done reading, would seem so casual once again but simply isn’t and is a nice throwback to their bouncy castle hookup antics]

Edie: [enjoy not running away again even though everything in you wants to because this is tortuous and you can’t stand how uncomfortable this is for him and you really want to snatch that phone away and be like nope I changed my mind but it is too late now, and the part of you that can still be rational knows it’s better to sit in this painful and gross feeling than carry on how you have been but it’s just hard, jogging your legs drastically, excuse the way your hand is being jiggled by this and how sweaty our palm is in yours, making a noise somewhere between a groan and a whimper]

Liam: [catch him not letting go no matter what she does because it’s important and they both need it, y’all are in this together now that he knows and there’s no better way to illustrate that, squeezing her hand when she makes the noise but otherwise continuing to read without any further acknowledgement cos gotta get through it and if he stops reading he won’t start back up again, finally when he is actually done and her phone has been dropped onto his leg (yet again casual but not at all casual) saying ‘sea between you’s no distance enough’ with emphasis on between because going to visit his dad BY the sea in a town that’s literally only an hour away by the dart isn’t gonna cut it, which he lowkey already knew because he knows what Moses is like but now he knows it without a shadow of a doubt, that man isn’t gonna just let them run off together, they’d need oceans and oceans of separation at least]

Edie: [‘I never saw him when he was [and then listing places he has worked that are the same distance away as his dad’s and even closer]’ with a shrug as if anything is casual here when we all know otherwise ‘if I tell him it’s done, he’ll leave himself’ you’re really just hoping that that’s true at this point]

Liam: [‘you can’t mean to see him again’ like genuinely can’t believe you would even consider it never mind to have a break up convo where all bets are off and he could do anything cos he’ll blatantly be LIVID]

Edie: [shake your head like no, because you do not even want to contemplate seeing him right now, never mind trying to do this in person ever ‘s’easier to get it as a text, easier to read, yeah?’ gesturing at your phone in his lap]

Liam: [he was LOOKING at her arm when her tattoo is because we all know how fuming Moses will be about that, it’s essentially a break up gesture itself but then moving his gaze back down to the phone he’s let drop, just knowing nothing is that simple because that man would find a way to force an IRL confrontation he’s just that bitch even and especially when the stakes are this high]

Edie: [‘he’s not going to do anything when anyone else is there’ covering your tattoo with your hand self-consciously for a moment, rubbing the skin like you’re freezing though it’s summer and there’s a fire so you’re absolutely not, like all you have to do is never be alone again and it’s FINE]

Liam: [getting this fire going more as if she is freezing but really he’s thinking because you can’t just be saying it’s fine I’ll kill him like that’s super casual ‘and when he’s got you on your own’ not finishing that sentence because can’t bear to knowing what would happen so pretending we’re phrasing it more like a question here]

Edie: [‘he won’t’ kicking something else into this fire with all the confidence you don’t have truly but want to ‘you said, we’ll stick together’]

Liam: [‘right you are’ with the ominous sort of confidence he has atm knowing that Moses won’t because of what he has decided to do even though he has yet to form a real plan, putting her phone in his pocket as the beginning of it because clearly has gotten as far as thinking he needs it to trap her dad/she shouldn’t have it whatever happens next but it’s that vague for now]

Edie: [‘Liam’ as you are eyeing him do this, not in a stop it tone but a tell me what you’re thinking sort because you don’t want to be left out of this]

Liam: [name drop some films that have the right energy and murder as plot device/revenge tactic, we know what I’m saying, as an echo to when she was name dropping places nearby a moment ago, with the same kind of it’s all fine and casual tone and vibe, but the eye contact is intense because everything is being said wordlessly here, that’s how they do their best communicating]

Edie: [your eyes widening from their normal resting state being the only reaction you give at first, taking a beat to process this and formulate your own reply ‘we’ll get caught’ because no world in which you won’t, leaving it up to interpretation of how he takes this, as a no we’re not or a have you realised and fully appreciated this etc]

Liam: [‘I’ll be lifted, aye’ as he’s looking at the fire thinking about how it can destroy a lot of evidence but not everything, a shrug ‘but what have I to lose’ a beat while he looks back at her ‘you, like, what’ll happen if I do nothing’ because Moses has already kept y’all apart as things stand and if he knows that the romantic vibes have escalated then lord knows what he’ll do, clearly Liam is anticipating never seeing her again, whether that’s because her father will steal her fully or do something to hurt her isn’t the point]

Edie: [getting up to reach him, the urgency and !! like the police are about to show up right now, grabbing both his hands and SQUEEZING them so hard, shaking your head in disbelief, your mouth moving to make words but nothing but sounds coming out until you have to hug him as hard as you’re squeezing his hands, burying your face in his chest ‘I can’t let you do that for me’]

Liam: [LOOKING at her with the same urgency and !! as if that’ll stop her head in its tracks from shaking or turn it into a nod yes, hugging her back as hard, obvs, pushing her head even further into his chest so she can feel that his heartbeat is steady because his mind is made up and he’s not scared or freaking out (which is a red flag sir and how we can tell you’re a child who doesn’t fully understand consequences or the extent of what you’re agreeing to do but hey ho) ‘you said, you’re trapped, running’d never free you how this would’ because we GOTTA do this, soz not soz and won’t let her stop him]

Edie: [we know your own heart is going like the clappers and you literally find this so relaxing so there’s no way we’re not clamping our ear to your chest and listening to how calm and rhythmic his heart is right now, breathing out shakily ‘we’ll do it together’ in a small voice]

Liam: [‘you’ve a ma still here, brothers and sisters, I’ll get it  done for you’ because as far as he’s concerned his mum is gone too because she’s fully in her grief and Jesus era and his dad is a flop so that’s that whereas other than Moses she has a decent fam who would miss her and she would miss, we can’t talk about his voice when he says sisters, bye]

Edie: [‘you’ve got me’ so fiercely, looking up into his face because he needs to know you mean it and you need to see that he believes it ‘I will never leave you alone, no matter what’ finally reaching up and rubbing his jaw, being so gentle given how !! your entire demeanour is right now]

Liam: [a nod that’s like yeah I do and I’m making sure I always will by doing this because in this moment it feels that dramatic and as if Moses is capable of literally anything with everything he’s read so fresh in his mind (and given that Ronan takes Junior away not an unrealistic fear either), it’s the HEARTEYES for me though that are just screaming ILY as she touches him] 

Edie: [‘you can’t stop me doing it with you or running away with you and never looking back or doing something just as bad so you don’t have to go to prison alone’ burbling slightly but the sentiment is the realest, putting both your hands on his shoulders and swaying a little from all the !! because we’re so serious]

Liam: [resting his chin on the top of her head because height diff 5ever and we know we can’t technically stop her from doing any of those things but it is an adorable and simple gesture of stop because obvs don’t want her doing any of those things, but he’s decided that if she must then letting her help but not get caught is the best option here so he’s thinking that through like okay]

Edie: [making a faux grumpy sound about being squished into submission/back into his chest with his giant size but you aren’t grumpy about it truly, how could you be, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling in ‘don’t you trust me? We know way more than any garda, much more than him’ saying the last bit quieter because don’t want to deal with the reality of the situation quite yet]

Liam: [‘it ain’t I don’t’ because it isn’t we all know he trusts her with his life, he just doesn’t wanna put her through this when she’s frankly been through enough and as far as he’s concerned with the plotting he’s done so far there’s no need for her to have a role in it ‘I’ve already your phone, where’s the need for you to-’ stopping so we don’t say the rest because the reality doesn’t need to be bluntly stated]

Edie: [‘it’s not fair you get in all the trouble when it should be me’ because even if we were going to cop to it not being all our fault, it’s still not his remotely in any world, still, letting there be a pause before you add ‘what do you want me to do?’ because that’s what matters to us]

Liam: [‘plenty about this weren’t, and won’t be, fair to you, you’ve your own trouble to come still’ because he knows the aftermath will be hell for her in a way it won’t for him cos that’s her father and she’ll still grieve despite everything and he knows firsthand how much that sucks never mind everything else they aren’t thinking about yet, wrapping his arms around her so tightly he accidentally lifts her up slightly with the force of it and how he’s pulling her to him, making sure her feet are back on the ground before he answers her question, looking down at her ‘save us surveillance we’ve not time for’ because as we said in the other convo we tried, she knows Moses routine whereas this boy would have to stalk him to find out and he wants to do this ASAP to avoid her having any contact with her dad that’s the entire point of this plan]