#lexie talks

[bayleymania]

I’m improvising in a very smutty scene (there are just dialogues) so, to get in the mood, I’m reading Punk and Regal fics. I regret nothing.

[thatpinkkwitch]

i just heard the phrase “if you wouldn’t trust their advice, don’t trust their criticism” for the first time and i don’t think i’ve ever needed to hear anything more

[princekeerys]

i’m completely and utterly in love with the concept of reader developing feelings for alastor, but she knows he’s aroace so she doesn’t know how to communicate/doesn’t wanna cross any boundaries. so the next best thing? distance and close herself off from him.

when they’re in the same room she will not look at him or talk to him in case it slips that she’s head over heels.

she even goes as far as standing on the other side of the room because being too close to alastor sends her into a nervous frenzy.

but alastor, being the very observant demon that he is, notices how closed off she’s being when he’s used to her standing close to him. used to her soft and calming voice. used to having her presence around him all the time.

does he miss it? yes. will he ever admit that out loud? absolutely not.

so alastor confronts her about it. and maybe it takes a bit of poking and prodding to finally get reader to admit everything and she’s so terrified because “i don’t wanna lose you to my stupid and idiotic feelings”

but then… hehe. alastor just says;

“my darling, i love and cherish your company more than any of the others here. it’d be a downright shame to not have a beauty like you on my arm”

[thefreakandthehair]

Eddie ends up at the annual SuperBowl party with his and Steve’s friends, which Eddie truthfully doesn’t give a single shit about but he’s learned exactly how feral Steve gets about these sporting events, and that? That he gives a lot of shits about.

The way Steve sits at the edge of the couch, jumping up in both excitement and rage, the way his hair ends up in his eyes before angrily shoving it back with both hands, the way his jaw clenches and a light sheen of sweat blooms across his neck and down his chest as he bends down with his hands on his knees, voice croaking from yelling better plays and something-something wrap up, third down. Passionate Steve is radiant and beautiful, and Eddie could never pass up the opportunity for such a show.

During the pre-show, their friends discuss the best aspects of SuperBowl Sunday. Robin and Nancy are there there for the food, Argyle and Jeff are there for the commercials, Jonathan and Gareth agree that they actually enjoy the game but won’t say no to a good onion dip either, and Chrissy is with Steve in the here for the game most of all territory.

“How about you, Eddie? Food or commercials? I know it’s not the game.” Steve teases, bumping their shoulders together with a salsa-loaded corn chip in one hand.

“Oh, Steve,” Eddie grins and his eyes flash playfully. “It’s always I’m here for the game, I’m here for the food, I’m here for the commercials, blah blah blah. I’m just here to watch my boyfriend lose his shit over a game he’s not even in and then use that adrenaline rush to my advantage after.”

[stuckinnet]

“babe you just got railed over the net in a closet… it’s just a term to discredit women who are hockey fans. because if we’re not a puckbunny we’re only interested in hockey to impress a guy. and if that’s not the case, then we don’t know enough about hockey. i wanted more people to fall in love with the sport that i loved. i know the purchasing power of women. i know the fandom power of women.”

[treebranchy]

The moral of The Ultimatum: Queer Love is that lesbians need to break up more often. Ain't no way some of these couples have been dating for 3,4 years WHOLLY INCOMPATIBLE.

[minimitchell]

There's no one in the world I'd rather have as my other dad.

[ijustreallylovethem]

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AAHHH DROP THE JERSEY SEX BLURB ILL DIE A GREAT DEATH

he should’ve known the lexi would be in his bed when he got home from his game, yet for some reason he wasn’t expecting her to be. he knew she had gone to the game but he hadn’t seen her at the arena, too focused on the game he was about to play. he should thank her though, considering she must be the cause of his four point night, one assist and three goals. the crowd had gone crazy over his first hat trick and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t still riding the adrenaline high a bit.

maybe that’s why he wasn’t necessarily expecting her to be there. she hadn’t waited for him after the game. or maybe she had but got fed up with the amount of time he was taking with the media and left before he came out. the apartment was quiet when he entered it and none of the lights were on. he nearly jumped when he turned on the bedroom light and saw her laying there in the dark. she giggled at his shocked expression.

“just me.” he took her in slowly. she was wearing a blackhawks jersey, and even though he couldn’t see the numbers, he had no doubt it was his. however, she didn’t seem to be wearing anything else.

“why are you laying in the dark? on top of the blanket?”

“wanted to surprise you. and clearly it worked. now why are you still all the way over there? you played fucking amazing tonight and i wanna reward you for it.” he turned off the light, making his way over and turning the full bedside lamp instead. he knew lexi wasn’t a fan of the harsh overhead light but he wanted to see his name across her back once he got the chance. she scooted to the end of the bed, letting her feet hit the floor as she worked at his belt. his suit jacket was tossed near the closet as she pulled his pants down his legs. as they went further down, she slid off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of him

“lexi, you don’t have to-“

“oh stop talking and let me suck your dick.” she all but yanked his boxers down, wrapping her hand around his length with a smile. he shuddered at the contact, then moan when her lips wrapped around the tip. he cursed under his breath, letting his fingers run through her hair. he gently gathered it into a ponytail as she slowly started to bob her head, and he used her hair to slightly guide her. of course she knew what she was doing, she had gone down on him more times than either of them could count, so he mostly gave her free range to do as she pleased. it was when she took all of him down her throat that he pulled her away, pulling her hair just enough that she got the hint to stand before he turned her around and bent her over the side of the bed.

he let his hand fall from her hair, trailing down her spine and finally taking in the full view of his name and number splayed across her back. he went further, letting a finger run through her folds.

“christ, lex, you’re soaked.” she moaned at both the feeling and his words.

“it’s hot when you score,” she admitted.

“you been wet for me since my first goal?”

“mhm. been waiting so long for you,” she whined. he pushed his jersey just above her ass, running a hand over it and then landing a slap there.

“good girl.” she moaned at the sting followed by the praise. her breath hitched as he slowly slid into her heat, giving her a moment when he completely bottomed out.

“connor, please.” he set a brutal pace immediately, causing lexi to cry out at the feeling. he gripped one of her hips and the bottom of the jersey for leverage, fucking into her roughly. she reached blindly behind her for him, trying to find some kind of contact to ground her. he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pinning her hand to her back.

“love seeing my name on your back. fucking hot with my number all over you.” she could only moan in response. “hope you know what you got yourself into because i’m not letting you get off just once, pretty girl.” her eyes rolled back at the rasp in his voice as he hit the perfect spot inside of her repeatedly. her toes curled at the feeling and her thighs started to shake. “gonna cum for me already? go ahead, baby.”

her body tensed as her orgasm rolled through her in waves. her free hand was gripping the sheets for dear life as connor fucked her through it. he slowed his pace just as the small little aftershocks coursed through her. he leaned over her so he could speak almost directly into her ear.

“want you on top of me. think you can do that?” she was quick to nod and he pressed a kiss to her temple before standing back up. she whined when he pulled out, but quickly moved so he could sit against the pillows. she moved to her knees, walking on them up over his legs, but he shook his head. she looked at him confused, but before she could question him, he held up one finger and rotated it, telling her silently to turn around. she giggled, knowing he was loving the sight of her in his jersey a bit too much.

“like this?” she asked when she was in position.

“much better.” he lined himself up as she sank down on him, immediately rocking her hips against his.

“oh, fuck. feels good,” she whispered. she did her best to bounce against him but it didn’t take long for her legs to tire out, especially after the first orgasm she had. connor could tell she was losing her pace, so he held her in place above him. she moaned loudly as he thrust up into her, her hand dropping down to rub her clit and give herself that final push over the edge. neither of them were surprised when she threw her head back onto his shoulder, gushing over both of their thighs. he gave her a moment to catch her breath, then carefully lifted her off of him. she was still lightly panting when he moved to hover over her.

“one more?” he asked, never wanting to push her too far.

“going for another hatty?” she teased. her slight giggles turned to a gasp when he once again slid inside of her, lifting her legs and resting them on his shoulders. as much as he loved seeing his name on her back, he also loved watching her fall apart. he dropped his hand to her lower stomach, slightly pushing into her skin. her head pushed back into the pillow and her jaw dropped in a silent scream. she reached out for him, nails digging into his waist. he smirked at the sight of her in front of him, loving that he was the one to make her feel this way.

“that good? can’t even moan?” he taunted. there was no warning that she was close again other than the way she clenched around him. he dropped his hand a bit, letting his thumb press into her clit. only seconds later, she was cumming again, making a mess of his stomach and the sheets below them. the sight had him finding his own release, pressing deep inside of her as he came. the grip on her thighs was almost bruising as he started to come down from his high.

they were both panting and trying to catch their breath, staying still for a minute as they calmed down. connor finally let lexi’s legs back down to the mattress, slowly pulling it off her. but his eyes were drawn to where his release spilled slowly out of her. before he even realized what he was doing, he was dragging two fingers along her folds to collect it, sliding it back into her core. she whined at the overstimulation, her legs trying to close around his hand.

“come on, baby. just one more for me, okay? open your legs.” she did as instructed, gently pulling her knees apart and giving him full access once again. he pressed a kiss to her knee as he settled on his stomach, gently curling his fingers inside of her. her fingers tangled into his hair, tugging at the strands when his tongue came into contact with her clit. his fingers curled inside of her and he moaned against her at the taste of them mixed together.

“oh my god, con.” he smirked, then wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked lightly. her thighs shuddered, closing slightly around his head. even if she was overstimulated, she was still grinding lightly against him. he sat up on his knees when he felt her clench around him, leaning over and pressing kisses to her neck as he talked her through it one last time.

“come on pretty girl. be good for me, cum on my fingers, yeah? one last time for me? know you can do it.”

[coconut-cluster]

every few months I remember loceit and it’s like getting hit with a baseball bat

[barclaysangel]

Okay, so I just found out that Summer (Alice) has been in a movie with Devon Sawa before and now I can't stop thinking of an AU where Alice survived and befriends the kids in season 1 as she is trying to stop Chucky.

I'm thinking Alice found her grandmother before Chucky possessed her and ran away. Andy found out about a girl claiming that a doll was after her and made the connection to Nica. He managed to get guardianship over Alice with the help of Karen, Mike, and Kyle, and at that point, Alice obviously knew the truth about what happened.

There was still a lot of trouble with Andy trying to visit Nica, and essentially, the plot of Cult happens. Except Andy gets to the door before NicaChucky closes it and knocks her out.

Anyway, over the next 4 years, they found a way to free Nica from possession. She has been reunited with Alice and is staying at the cabin with her and Andy. (Nica and Andy may or may not start dating at some point)

We end up in the fall of 2021, and Nica and a now 16 year old Alice are with Andy and Kyle as they hunt down Chuckys. Alice takes it upon herself to sneak into the middle school to see if her 'Auntie Rachel' has spotted anything unusual. (Rachel is friends with Nica, Andy and, Kyle and knows that she is innocent but wasn't told about Chucky being a living doll for her own safety)

Basically, I was getting to the point that Alice befriends the kids once she finds out they know something and advises them to warn Junior and include him. She eventually ends up meeting the teens parents (Michelle, Nathan, Bree, Logan, Kim) and immediately takes a dislike to both Michelle and Logan.

Alice has totally developed Nica (and Andy's) attitudes and will absolutely use that against Logan and Michelle.

…….YES!

OH MY FUCK YES!

I’VE HEARD OF A COUPLE AUS WHERE ALICE SURVIVES BUT THIS MIGHT BE MY NEW FAVORITE BECAUSE OF HOW WELL-DETAILED THIS WAS!

I LOVE HIS SO MUCH OMG!!!!

[pixelatedquarter]

Ever feel like you've been a little bit too genuine with your crush by smiling like the sunbeam you are and saying you actually really like it when he's in your spotlight despite him saying it as a joke so you backtrack and you overcompensate and pull a sleazy joke or make a weird sexually charged comment about a shock site, that one of you absolutely pranked the other with nearly 20 years ago, but featuring you two to defuse the situation? And he's so used to your antics that he looks like he's so done with not knowing how your train of thought got there but also like he knows exactly how your brain works so of course you'd say that and throws you this exasperated frown-smile but you think maybe you went a little bit too far and made him uncomfortable for real and it's not like those other times where a lot of things were worse but also you were a lot more openly saying just whatever shit, so you try to justify your actions by saying there's a lot of adrenaline coursing through you and that's what's making you act like that? and he laughs and plays along and changes the subject to talk about where you're performing and then as you make your retreat he acts all cunty about you needing a break and then plays a song because you challenged him to adapt a song to piano and freckle freckle really is so special but also this comes in the middle of a setlist that somehow, you don't know how, yes even though you're in charge of a lot of the setlist decisions, point is that somehow it's a setlist that features just so much and such heavy themes of fucking but make it emotionally turbulent all around that between the bite of losing sleep over someone you can't even communicate with but wont leave and breakups that were already half engraved and being the secret on the side but feeling like you feel deeper about the person who's cheating with you and to the "love" you left your conscience pressed between the pages of the bible in the drawer, and at the end of it isn't all of this a strange way of saying you know you're supposed to love him?

that something that happens to you often?

[bayleymania]

It’s insane how they said today MJF has been wrestling for 8 years. Kenny has been wrestling for 23; which means Max was 4 years old when Kenny started his career.

And today BOTH of them proved why they are the best of the best.

[binary-bfs]

CHUCKY SEASON 3 PART 2 LOOKS SO GOOD OMG😭

[spacedlexi]

Hi Lexi

What do you think of partially blinded Vi? You never seem to draw her that way, and I kind of just wanted to know what do you think of it as a certified Vi lover.

I personally think that while something like this can be "cool" (as in, being beneficial to the character design), it's handled quite poor for Vi and it just looks a bit... ungrateful. Simply doesn't look good, doesn't fit her personality or character (am I missing something?) and it doesn't seem to fit or suit her...unlike Kenny's iconic eyepatch. To me, it has become a pivotal thing in his design to a degree in which Kenny with both eyes seems a bit odd looking. I see it as a symbol which stands for Ken being a martyr and all he's lost and sacrificed. He is all about family and helping those he loved, his loved ones truly were the "apple of his eye". It all makes sense, doesn't it?

But for Vi, it's excatly the opposite. I'm just so sorry to see her like this. 😭😭😭 I don't think it makes sense in any way. Louis losing his tongue because he's so talkative and "won't shut up" does kind of make sense, but I cant help but see Violet losing sight as kind of lazy writing. "We need something bad happening to her!!! suffer the children!!!'- the writers exclaimed.

i think vi losing her eyesight is incredibly impactful on her character and i honestly dont understand why some people say its lazy writing. especially since it was foreshadowed multiple times. vi losing her eyesight i think is even more impactful on her character than louis losing his tongue because at least louis still has his music to express himself and uplift spirits through (and its not like he cant communicate At All. his note still makes clem laugh). the reason i dont draw blind vi very often is because of how sad it is to me. for multiple reasons

violets whole thing is wanting to be able to protect the people she cares about, and feels immense grief and guilt about the times she feels shes failed them (thinks if she had been there with the twins that day that she couldve done something to save them. feels she failed everyone taken by the raiders. is scared of failing clem too "if something happened to you because of me? i cant lose you too. i wont". its why she cant leave minnie after shooting her. and a kidnapped vi attacks clem because she doesnt want anyone else to get hurt. hell it even ties back to her grandma and feeling guilty about not doing anything for her)

so for her to lose her eyesight? she took pride in her ability to fight and now she cant do that anymore. cant protect the people she loves. and as someone who started the season as an isolated loner, it forces her to rely on those around her for help, stripping her of her independence (and her independence is what allowed her to stand up against the group for clem when it came to the marlon situation in ep2). a blinded vi is forced into accepting community, whereas a saved violet accepts it on her own. her and clem turn ericsons into the home violet could never see it as

the other reason blind vi makes me so sad is that it is Directly a result of clems actions. kidnapped vi had nothing and wanted nothing to do with the bomb, and yet shes the ONLY ONE who gets hurt by it. clem choosing to let vi be taken means clem both breaks her heart, and then burns out her eyes. louis and his tongue is between him and lilly and was a choice THEY each made outside of clems direct influence (even if it was clem who inspired him to speak up, it is ultimately his choice to keep talking, and lilly hurts him for it. its sad he gets punished for a character moment, but clem had no direct hand in him losing his tongue. its why hes not angry to see her in the cell. he doesnt blame clem for what happened), but the way vi is feeling in that cell is DIRECTLY due to clems actions. vi feels like clem abandoned her after she had put herself on the line for her multiple times. she always had clems back but clem didnt have hers. clem is the one who planted the bomb and vi gets caught in the blast. clem hurts her emotionally And physically. and vi apologizes for getting upset (she tries to apologize on the beach too before theyre forced out in the cart, so she felt wrong for those actions immediately even tho they were understandable. lilly and minnie used her moment of weakness to get in her head. she just wanted everyone to be safe)

kidnapped blinded vi is just so incredibly sad to me, especially when you compare her to a fully realized violet. a violet who has come into herself, has confidence, has opened up, has stopped pushing people away out of fear and lets herself love again. shes a leader. a fighter. a protector. and those are all things a blinded violet loses

neither vi losing her eyes or louis losing his tongue is supposed to add anything to their characters. its about what theyve lost. both of them have important parts of their identity stripped away from them after being taken by the delta. its supposed to be sad. heartbreaking. regrettable. unfortunate. they have not gained anything by their time at the delta, only lost important parts of themselves to it

[lavenderkyn]

A collection

Honestly games that start like this are one of the genders of all time

I see this shit in my dreams fr

[bluemusickid]

TW: body talk, Lizzo

I hate the Lizzo story. I'm someone who encourages to see both sides to see the full story but honestly, i'm not sure what could be the full story here. I used to admire how she advocated for self love and body positivity, especially in a landscape such as Hollywood, where being "skinny" is still very much the norm (or at the very least, more desired).

To see someone be an advocate for a cause and then act in a contrary manner is so fucking disgusting.

To all my peeps who have been hurt by this,

a) don't fret. She's just another celebrity after all.

B) never ever ever everrrr stop loving yourself, in whatever form. You can only begin working on yourself if you love and respect yourself and your body.

Celebrities may come and go, but a healthy sense of self love and self respect lives on.