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#like. not to self-congratulate but it GOES HARD
doctorwhoisadhd · 7 months
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i CANnot wait until my 12jack sequel fic is finished simply because the last scene is so fucking insane
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leilanihours · 2 months
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"I like your hand in mine, but I think it would look even better if it was wrapped around my throat " - I forgot what number prompt it was lol but could you do this smut with Nika Mühl congratulations on 1K queen
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# SHE'S GOT MY ATTENTION, SHE'S CONFIDENT
pairing: nika muhl x bartender!reader
word count: 812
warnings: smut (MDNI), head (reader receiving), mentions of self-pleasure (nika's)
prompt: "i like your hand in mine but i think it would look even better if it was wrapped around my throat"
⭑ from lani: first smut of the celly 😜 WATCH THIS TIKTOK FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF THE SHOT TRICK
celly masterlist !
main masterlist !
"WRAP YOUR LIPS around the bottle, put your hands on my head, and then just follow my lead, okay, babe?" you explain to the brunette in front of you.
nika bites her lip and nods as her friends are hyping her up from their respective seats. she blushes at your use of the nickname, hoping that it goes unnoticed by you.
you smirk at the power you have over the girl, wanting to tease her a little bit more. you notice the amount of distance between you two, disapprovingly shaking your head, "c'mere, don't be shy."
nika's eyes slightly widen as you pull her closer to you by placing your hand on her hip. you're only inches apart now, you could practically feel her heart beating against your own.
"okay, i'm ready," she affirms. she towers over you due to her height, but it's obvious that she needs a little confidence boost. you're banking on this shot to do so.
you twist open the lid of the small bottle, placing the base of it in your mouth as you tilt your head back, waiting for nika to come up behind you.
she follows your previous instructions, placing her lips on the rim of the bottle and gently placing her cold hands on either side of your face.
you take this as a sign to go, so you swiftly place your own hands on her jawline and spin your head so that you could flip the bottle of liquor to deliver the shot. nika flips along with you, her head now being the one that's tilted back.
you remove your mouth from the bottle quickly as nika downs the shot, feeling the burning liquid flow down her throat.
you lick you lips at the sight, not even realizing that your hands had drifted down to her waist, bracing the girl in support.
once she's standing upright, you take one of your hands and grab hers, lifting it in the air as the room fills with cheers.
you're both laughing when the exchange is finished, hands still intertwined. but the second your eyes meet, the room stills.
there's nothing but pure lust and desire lingering between the two of you - it's almost painful. there was no denying that nika was gorgeously sexy, it was one of the main reasons you were so eager to perform the shot with her.
after being so close to each other, it was insanely hard to back away. it was like you two were drawn to each other with an unbeatable magnetic force.
you can't help yourself when you whisper in her ear, "look, i like your hand in mine, but i think i'd like it better if it was wrapped around my throat."
nika's demeanor changes entirely, the atmosphere (and probably the shot she just took) giving her a newfound confidence, "when does your shift end?"
"baby, i run this place, it ends whenever i want it to," you smirk.
she bites her lip as she quickly pulls you into one of the bathrooms, instantly shoving you against the door and smashing her lips onto yours.
you moan at the feeling as it goes straight to your pussy, dripping into your underwear. it doesn't help when the brunette actually listens to your words from earlier and slyly wraps her hand around the base of your neck.
she squeezes gently, pressing you tighter against the door. her knee somehow ended up between your legs, pushing up against your clit.
"fuck, i can feel you dripping on me already," she groans as she begins to kiss down your neck and cleavage.
"yeah? you wanna fuck me now or what?"
"i'm getting there, baby, no need for the attitude," she shakes her head, peering down at you before lowering to her knees.
she unbuttons the denim shorts you had on, slowly pulling them down as her nails and rings trail red marks on your skin.
she begins to place teasingly light kisses on your thighs, working her way closer to your clothed pussy. you whine at her pace, ready to complain before she has you stepping out of your soaked underwear.
"mmm, who got you this wet?" she mumbles, thumb teasing your clit.
"you, nika- fuck," you sigh once you feel her tongue run through your slit.
soon enough, she's rubbing tight circles around your bud and fucking into your hole with her experienced tongue.
you find yourself grinding against her face, chasing down your climax. you look down at the girl, only to find her toying with her nipples underneath her shirt with her free hand.
the sight pushes you further to the edge, and with a few more laps of her tongue, you're coming undone with your legs shaking.
"holy shit," you pant out of breath.
she laughs at your fucked-out state, "yeah, you're definitely coming home with me."
— leilani signing off ! 📁
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solar-wing · 5 months
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⚣ Dick Grayson: NSFW Alphabet 🔵
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⚣🔵 Words → 3.5k
REBLOGS & replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💙
⚣ ENJOY 🔵
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Caring and attentive. In other words, clingy as hell.
It’s amazing how someone who was just fucking you like an absolute slut could turn into the world’s most innocent and soft boy in existence. When you think about it, it’s actually a little bit disturbing as well.
But, I digress. Dick will absolutely pick you up and carry you into the shower or whatever you desire. He’s also perfectly fine with lying in the mess. He doesn’t care as long as he gets to cuddle you right after.
He will have an overwhelming smug attitude though, especially if the sex was preceded by an argument, disagreement, or the acrobat just wanted to teach you a lesson. He can be a little shit when he wants to be.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
I feel like we all know the answer to this one.
Dick’s butt is praised so much, that you already know he puts extra time and care into making sure it stays nice, right, and tight. He not so secretly loves when you play with it as well, whether it’s a light slap or pressing up against him even though he’s always the top. Notable mentions: His chest, abs, and thighs.
If you assumed his favorite body part on you was your ass, you’d guess right. Congratulations! You win nothing except a hard and playful smack on said ass from the acrobat. You’re welcome! Honorable mentions: Your waist, thighs, and chest. His weakness is any kind of jiggle and he is not ashamed or afraid of getting caught staring.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He may not play basketball but he’s a shooter (kill me). He can pretty much cover you anywhere or reach your furthest depths inside (careful if it’s M-Preg or he’ll definitely be the father).
He’s equal with where he likes to cum. He likes to sum on your face, chest, and body just as much as he loves to shoot down your throat and inside your hole. And the filthy little acrobat will definitely lick your cum off his hand after stroking you to your own finish. Let’s be clear now, this man has no shame.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Dick’s got a body count. Not as high as Bruce’s maybe but it’s up there. He can play innocent all he wants, but that man can and will get down when he’s feeling it.
Which, speaking of, he has definitely used Nightwing to land him some ass. No, I will not be taking questions.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Again, he doesn’t exactly have the title of a playboy like his adoptive father, but Dick’s been around the block. So he definitely knows a thing or two when it comes to the down and dirty.
Even if you are experienced yourself, I can guarantee Dick knows some tricks you don’t know which will have you, well…let’s save that for the bedroom, shall we?
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Face down, ass up, and no that was not a suggestion. Dick absolutely favors any position where your ass is bouncing in his face. Doggy, reverse cowgirl, spooning, standing behind, anything.
He also loves a good 69 moment and enjoys the missionary positions where he can really put in some power while inside you. You on the bed and him standing, countertop, or a stand-carry.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
If you know Dick’s personality, while the boy can be an absolute menace in the bedroom, he’s still a goofball at heart. Also, known for his witty banter, you can expect some wild stuff to come out that man’s mouth while he’s cumming to yours (tee hee).
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Dick is definitely well-groomed. He used to be a performer so he always took extreme care of his appearance. Keeps himself shaven and clean-cut, which definitely makes him appear bigger, as well as keeping those areas down there fresh and ready for any kind of play.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Dick is a romantic at heart. As much as he can be a little dominant shit in the bedroom, he’s always down for some soft love and intimate moments.
Candles, roses, food, massages with kisses down your body, maybe a little romantic dance before you get sweaty. You name it, Dick’s already thought of it and is thinking of more. Just as much as he wants to please you sexually, intimacy and romance never is off the table.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Dick is probably the most sexually active just behind Bruce, so you can definitely imagine that boy is no stranger to an evening alone with just him and his hand. Just as much as he knows how to please others, he knows how to please himself.
He knows when he’s in the mood to drag it out and edge himself while imagining or watching some slow, soft dirty dancing, and he knows when he’s frustrated and just needs to rub one out to get the edge off a little bit. Again, you won’t find many things in that realm that Dick has not either already tried or even just learned about.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Role-Playing: Once again, I bring up the fact that Dick is a retired performer. You know he’s one for the dramatics and theatrics, especially when it comes to sex. Whether it’s Nightwing coming to the rescue of some helpless dude, or instead that same person being abducted and forced to serve Nightwing to earn his freedom, nothing is off the table. And yes, as I just implied, that included CNC (Consensual-Non-Consensual). He’d never push you too far (unless variable circumstances apply), but he’s down to play any role. He’s the cop and you’re the guilty criminal he’s just arrested. You’re his student and desperately need a passing grade to graduate.
BDSM: He’s not too much into the lifestyle, but he definitely dabbles. He likes certain aspects of it, specifically the bondage, Dom/Sub roles, and getting to inflict punishments (his favorite being spanking cause it means he gets to play with your ass more). This also helps a lot with this abducted, helpless victim role-play when he gets to pull out the cuffs, rope, blindfolds, gags, and whatever else he’s got lying around. And he’s not opposed to the roles being reversed.
Dirty Talk: The guy is all about using his words remember. Self-explanatory.
Public Play (Exhibitionism): Dick’s not a sex addict, but he might as well be one with the way that man will drop his pants without a second thought, no matter where he is. Of course, he’s not just going to outright start doing it in front of others, but the thrill of pulling you into a dark corner, alleyway, restroom and the risk of you getting caught will always get him excited. Double points if you actually do get caught, because again, this man has no shame.
Honorable Mentions: Edge Play (choking/breath play), Impact Play (sub of BDSM, spanking, paddling, etc), Wrestling, Daddy kink, Mirror Sex, etc.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
As we just went over, public places really get Dick going. Especially if he’s out as Nightwing and wants to pull you into a random alley or bring you to some high-up rooftop, he will happily christen a surface that is not within the confines of his own house or private dwelling, and he won’t feel bad about it.
Other specific places?
The shower, any counter or table surface, the Batmobile, his motorbike, literally anywhere in his apartment, etc.
He really has no reservations about where he does it, as long as he can get up in you, he’s content.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
#1 – He’s a horny bastard: Again, he’s not a sex addict, but he sure has the sex drive of one. It doesn’t take much to get him turned on. A casual, suggestive sentence, the way your shorts are really highlighting your work in the gym, how you're sucking on the straw while sipping your drink, or even when you’re just standing or sitting doing nothing, that man will get hard and he will pounce on you.
#2 – Domestic Actions/Life: This is something I forgot to mention with Jason so I’ll mention it here because I’m definitely head-canoning that they both share this in common. Any kind of domestic act. You cook him dinner when he comes home or pack his lunch before he heads out for the day. Helping clean up his house or doing his laundry and folding his clothes. Running him a bath, washing his hair, giving him a massage after a hard day or night. Waiting up for him in bed after patrol and patting the space once he changes out of his uniform, laying down and letting him vent about anything on his mind while you rub his body or head. All of it and more will definitely have him up and ready for fun.
#3 – Jealousy: Now, you may think I mean when someone flirts with you and he gets all macho and protective, rah rah rah. Nope, not at all (unless we’re talking Alpha Dick in Omegaverse. Then, that’s different because, by the rule, it’s a part of his biology to be). Dick is actually quite casual and will find it humorous when someone tries to even think about flirting with you in hopes of stealing you away from him. He knows his worth, and even more, he knows how good his dick is. He’s not worried. But, when it’s the opposite, and someone flirts with him because again, this man is literally one of the most attractive beings probably in the entire world, he absolutely will be turned on at the sight of you staking your claim on him, chasing off any hag dared flirt with him in front of you.
Honorable Mentions: Arguing/Make-Up Sex, Clothing, exercising, any kind of physical touch.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
Nothing that could involve serious injury or blood. Also, nothing even remotely unsanitary. I mean scat/throw-up/piss.
Also, he may be into very public displays of affection but do not get it twisted one bit. Dick is not into any type of sharing. He’s a sweetie at heart, but don’t piss him off with that ridiculous idea.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Dick is the goat of throat. Yeah, I said it…what you gon do? Beat my ass or something?
Just kidding, but no seriously, this man has a reputation known among his sexual partners for the danger to society that is his mouth, and not when it’s giving off a witty/sarcastic remark. He’s been known to drive some people to the brink of insanity, metaphorically speaking of course. But, then again, you never know with these people.
He loves to receive head and loves to give it even more. Especially when he gets to play with your balls and deny your orgasm every time you reach the edge, the little bastard. Same can be said if he’s munching on that hole too, which he eagerly does cause the sight of it puckering and winking at him sends all the little happy flutters to his own groin.
Now, if we’re talking again about receiving, and you think you’re gonna have him putty in your hand like he does with you, think again. This man is the definition of a seasoned veteran. There’s only been one known time he’s ever gotten overwhelmed and came from just head, and that was when he was a teenager. If you’re hoping to do that now, you’d better have expert-level skills, cause he will test you. Facefucking, choking and gagging, and whatever else that comes to mind.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Depends on the mood.
High off adrenaline after an intense patrol or fight? Congratulations, you’re about to be his next victim. You got jealous and cussed out someone for trying to flirt with him? Prepare to learn a whole new meaning of getting rough sex. Wore some 3 in shorts to the gym AND did a leg day? Gon head and bend that ass over, you’re about to experience why he’s called ‘Dick’ rather than ‘Rich’ or something else for a nickname. Please cancel any plans you have for that evening or the next day cause you may not be able to walk, stand, or even move for that manner.
On the opposite side, did you take his Nightwing suit and hand wash it, making it look like the day he first put it on? Sweet lord, you’re a treasure and he’s about to show you why. It’s your anniversary and you got him one of the most beautiful and sentimental gifts? You and your body are about to be treated like an award that he is the sole recipient of. You cussed out Bruce after he did something stupid and reckless again involving Dick or one of the others? Not only is Jason blessing the ground you walk on, Dick’s about to drop down on one knee and propose, and then proceed to treat your body like a slut in the most romantic and sensual way you could ever imagine. As a precaution, still, go ahead and cancel any future plans just in case.
Dick truly has no preference other than whatever he’s feeling at the moment. Long, deep strokes, or quick, fast juts? Whatever gets the job done and reminds you there’s nobody better than him is good in his book.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Dick loves quickies. As chaotic and busy as his life is, he practically lives off them and craves them.
Again, this man should have his headshot in the dictionary next to ‘horny’ or promiscuous. Cause if it was up to him? He’d be screwing you once every 2 hours at least. Whether it’s a quick handjob he’s giving you, or he’s got both your pants down while rapidly fucking into you cause he’s only got five minutes before he has to get back, he’s doing it.
The man thinks they should be protected and enshrined into law. That’s how much he loves them.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He’ll try anything and everything under the sun and moon as long as it’s not one of his already-mentioned no-no’s. If it adds excitement to the routine, why not? You never know with that man.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Very adamant stamina. His plentiful experiences have shaped it, and his physical training and endurance have added to it.
That man can do multiple rounds in a night, ranging anywhere from 3-5, and maybe even more if just that kind of night. He also knows his body, and can/will do what he needs to do to drag one round out for as long as he can until not only is he satisfied himself, but he feels he’s adequately satisfied you. And to be clear, you have absolutely no say on whether he feels like he’s satisfied you or not.
So please, get used to the idea of being overstimulated and crying at the 3rd or 4th orgasm he gives you before he’s even had one. It’ll save you a lot of frustration (not really but you get what I mean).
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Dick, who again, will and has tried everything under the moon and sun. Of course, he has toys. What do you think this is? A playground? Please…
And trust, he’s going to get more. He’s probably signed up on a loyalty program with a sex store or website, and best believe he’s got diamond status.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
A prayer for the innocent soul who unknowingly awakens the playful, petty, and vindictive part of Dick Grayson’s personality, especially when it comes to sex. May god, the universe, karma, whatever else have mercy on your soul and may the odds ever be in your favor.
There’s a reason I call Dick Grayson a little shit, bastard, fucker, and other various names because that is literally what he is, and I love him the more for it. He doesn’t get angry, upset, or even mad (unless it’s something serious). No, he gets petty, and that turns into him being the most teasing piece of shit in the bedroom, especially if you’ve challenged him in some kind of way.
Orgasm denial, forcing you to be quiet and stay still, sensory overload, multiple orgasms, and overstimulation; all this and he hasn’t even put his tongue on you yet, let alone his dick anywhere near you. That man is vindictive and will play on it until his heart’s content. Please, tread carefully when choosing whether or not you want to fuck with this man, especially if he’s in a mood.
Matter of fact, just run. Actually, don’t do that either. He likes the chase. FUCK! You’re screwed no matter what (metaphorically AND literally).
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Dick gets loud. And he wants you to get equally as loud with him.
He’s not afraid to let out the sluttiest sounds, from soft and quiet moans to loud and debauched shouts from the top of his lungs. He can be quiet if need be, but he’d rather not. He enjoys the idea of people knowing he’s getting lucky and, even more, the idea of people knowing you’re getting lucky from him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
That man has an obsession with doing it in his Nightwing suit. You think he picked that style and aesthetic for something as useless as flexibility, quick movement, and durability? Absolutely not. 
Dick absolutely knew what he was doing when he had his suit designed. He wanted to look like a slut and nothing more, and that's okay! I mean, come on, you think his ass looking that good in his uniform was a coincidence? A mistake? How innocent and naive of you.
Everyone should have known Dick’s true intentions when they saw how sinfully deep the cut was in his first suit that we all know and love as Discowing. That man fully intended for his suit to be something he could fuck up and fuck dudes in while looking hot. It was non-negotiable.
Look at him.
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Like, I'm sorry, but what the hell do you mean I’m not supposed to be turned on and have my legs divorcing like a whore who's being prosecuted in a court of law due to adulterous behavior with this standing in front of me? Are you unwell?!?!?
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Yeah, respectfully no. I will forever headcanon that Dick Grayson knew exactly what he was doing when he had his suits designed, and it was the complete opposite of what everyone was saying.
“Dick is quick and agile."
"He’s lightweight on his feet."
"He needs a suit that will support and accentuate his acrobatic skills.”
Absolutely not. That man is (respectfully in an empowering context) a slut, on the inside and out, and he wanted a suit that would best show it to the world. I will not be gaslit into believing otherwise.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
What Dick lacks in girth, he makes up for in length and skill. He’s definitely not thin, but he's a little under-average when it comes to thickness. Somewhere between 6-7 inches.
More than likely cut, and has a voluptuous head that’s perfect for sucking on and teasing.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
We’ve discussed this in great length, multiple times. It’s self-explanatory at this point. The man is basically the human equivalent of a rabbit or bunny.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Dick can stay up long after the round has been up, especially if he’s in a mood where he wants to talk. Ironically, after fucking like some wild animals with the most questionable mindsets and morals, he loves to shoot the shit and have pillow talk after.
I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but Dick is basically a chatterbox and will ask you about your day, what you had for lunch, who pissed you off at work, and more while still buried inside of your ass with your dick pressed between both your stomachs. He’s also content with turning on the TV or whatever screen is available and watching a movie or something until you both fall asleep. Mind you, he’s probably still inside you and is going to try his best to stay inside even if he’s gone soft and keeps slipping out.
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☀️ | Dick Grayson/Nightwing | ☀️
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🌷♡ Applying States For The Void ♡🔮
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~ a collaboration post between me and @multiversebaddie ~
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-
This post is split into 3 sections:
I. Why people "fail" at entering the void state
II. Entering the state of being a master at the void
III. Maintaining/persisting in the state
I. 🌷♡ Why people "fail" at entering the void state ♡🔮:
First of all, it is impossible to fail at the void state. If you didn't get into the void state it just means that you are choosing to be in the state of someone who hasn't entered the void, and you have the choice to change that.
The reason why people are "unable" enter the void state is because that is the state that they are in, they are in the state of always “failing” at the void. That’s their state, therefore that is what they’re going to see. Another thing that people do is that instead of taking the time to change their inner-self, they keep giving into the 3D and trying to change it.
Change comes from within. Imagination/consciousness/the 4D is what creates your reality. The 3D reflects the 4D. When you're looking at yourself in the mirror, you cannot change your reflection by changing the mirror, you have to change yourself. The same goes for the 3D and the 4D. You need to change yourself, you need to change the state you dwell in. Your state is your reality, and your dominant state is what reflects into the 3D.
Every time you accept that you yet again, “failed at the void state,” and that the void is a “hard thing to achieve,” you are just inducing the fact that you haven't gotten into the void yet and you are struggling with it.
We know that our 4D = our real reality. So all you have to do is decide that in your 4D you have entered the void state a million times and that you have already manifested everything you want and bam, you’re a master at the void state and you have all your desires.
Once this becomes your dwelled state, it’s done. You’re a master at the void state.
II. 🌷♡ Entering the state of being a master at the void ♡🔮:
In order to shift into the state of being a master at the void state, all it takes is making the final decision that you already are someone who always gets into the void state instantly whenever you want.
You make that decision by affirming, visualizing, or simply just knowing that you are a master at the void state. After you do those things, you can move on with your day knowing that creation is finished, it is done, there's nothing else you need to do.
The term “creation is finished” in this situation implies that the moment you affirm, visualize, or simply just know that you are the master of the void state, there’s literally nothing else you need to do and you have officially shifted to the state of being a master of the void state.
Congratulations! Now you are officially a master at the void state, and all you have to do is continue to persist in that fact.
III. 🌷♡ Maintaining/persisting in the state ♡🔮:
Maintaining this state may be a little bit tricky at first, but once you continue to persist in it, it'll become easier and it will begin to feel more natural.
It’s all about how frequently you go back to the state. In order to go back to this state as frequently as you can, it all boils down to your persistence.
So for example: if you like to affirm, keep affirming that whenever you can that you are a master of the void state, if you like to visualize: keep visualizing yourself tapping into the void state instantly, if you just like to know: feel the content and satisfaction that it is done, you are the master at the void state right now! In your 4D, you should be living as someone who always enters the void state effortlessly whenever they want and has all of their desires. Any time you catch yourself falling out of the state of the wish-fulfilled, just simply remind yourself that it is done, and you are a master at the void state. Here are a few affirmations you can use that can help shift yourself into the state:
"It is done."
"I have everything I want."
"No matter what, I am a master at the void state."
"Getting into the void state is literally so easy for me."
"I love how getting into the void state is literally just a part of my daily routine."
Reminder: You are NOT doing these things to get what you want, you are doing it to remind yourself that you ALREADY HAVE what you want! You already are a person who is a master at the void state, so you’re just reminding yourself that that is the truth. You are not trying to achieve anything, you are recognizing the fact that you already have achieved what you want, as you are embodying the person who already is a master at the void state and has all of their desires!
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-
Remember, you make all the decisions in your reality! Now go get into the void state! <3
xoxo, riri and persie
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lizzieisright · 1 year
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Brick by brick
mean dom!reader x sub!Abby 
Summary: Sometimes Abby likes to piss you off and get in trouble. 
Tags: top!reader, bottom!Abby, temperature play, tied to bed, edging, throat holding(?) oral (r!abby), fingering (r!abby), strap-on usage (r!abby), aftercare, Abby calls reader ma’am. Everything happening here is consensual and was discussed beforehand.
Wc: 5.1k
The title from Arctic Monkeys "Brick by brick" (I wanna build you up/Brick by brick/I wanna break you down/Brick by brick)
MINORS DON'T INTERACT I'll hunt you for sport 
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Usually Abby is a good girl. She likes the praise, she likes following your orders because you take care of her and she doesn't have to think for once. And you always reward her, spoil her even, but she doesn't behave like she's spoiled. She is a good girl.
However.
Sometimes Abby is bored. Sometimes she wants to be the pain in your ass and annoy you, because it's so hard to really piss you off and she loves finding this button that makes you cruel.
There's not so many rules Abby can break though, but she finds a way.
When Abby gets in that mood you usually can tell - she is too playful than her usual self. Abby who is suddenly tugging on your hair? Pinching your side? That's the innocent start of something that will piss you off eventually and you will put her in her place. Because later on her playfulness turns into her being moody and rude and if playful Abby can get you to be playful as well, rude Abby just makes you return all her bitching back to her.
But you like the game and you know why Abby is doing it, so you play along.
Today started exactly with Abby being a little mischievous as she pretended to bite you, which she knows she isn't allowed to, because you can't have visible marks at work, then stole all your books, then you heard "you can't make me" when you told her to move because she was in your way, and now you expect the last straw to break, because Abby has been frowning and pouting for a while and not in a fun way because all her efforts were useless against you. Or so she thought.
"Hey, princess, can you bring me some water?"
Abby looks up at you from the couch where she is reading.
"No." She is dead serious and it turns your voice into steel after the whole day of her being a brat.
"Abby." You cut sternly, not leaving a room for arguments.
And it works, because Abby gets up and goes to the kitchen. When she returns you don't look at her, you are too busy.
"Thanks." And then you look. "What is this, Abby?"
This is a glass full of ice cubes.
"Wait." Abby shrugs.
The blatant disrespect makes your blood boil. Abby sits back on the couch like nothing happened and that pisses you off even more.
So you take that glass in your hand and come over to the couch, grabbing Abby by the jaw hard enough for her cheeks to squish. She is immediately relaxing into you out of habit, but her stubborn pout tells you she is going to be a problem.
"You've been acting out the whole day, princess. Wanted to piss me off? Congratulations, baby, I am pissed off. So right now you're going to take that glass to the bedroom and you're going to get the ribbon and you're going to wait for me."
Abby frowns, clearly wanting to disobey, but you're faster, grabbing her by her hair and tugging her head backwards until her throat is bare for you.
"Don't make it worse, princess. You know I will make it worse if you act out again."
Abby feels thrills going down her spine - she fucking loves when you threaten her. Sometimes, when she can get you super pissed off, you seem actually dangerous and it turns her on so much she will try to make it worse on purpose.
"What do you need to say?"
"Yes."
The sharp tug on her hair is so worth it. It's painful and you're holding her too tight, but Abby enjoys it so much.
"Try again."
"Yes, ma'am." Abby corrects herself immediately and you smirk, satisfied.
"Go."
You let Abby go and give her the glass, and while she is going through the collection of ribbons in the closet you wash your hands, get your hair out of the way and take some towels with you.
When you enter the bedroom Abby is already stripped to her panties and she is sitting on her thighs with a ribbon in her hands. Abby is so pretty, especially since her clothes don't hide her curves and muscles, the combination that drives you crazy: Abby is so strong and ripped, but her cute tits are soft and round and her hips are plushy. You watch her for a moment and she looks back at you, but  doesn't say anything - she knows she is in trouble. The glass is on the drawer.
You'd usually praise her and tell her what a good job she did, but you're silent now. Brats don't get praised until they've learned their lesson.
"Lie down, hands above your head." You give an order and look at her expectedly. Abby obeys and looks at you with big innocent eyes as if she doesn't know what she did. "You wanted to get in trouble, princess. Now you'll have to face the consequences." You put the middle of the ribbon behind the metal bar of the bed and tie its padded ends around Abby's wrists.
"I just wanted to have fun." Abby complains and you smile cruelly at her.
"You've had your fun. Now I'll have mine." You brush your fingers along Abby's neck and she tenses. "What? Already desperate?"
"No."
You frown and squeeze her throat hard: it feels dangerous, like you're actually trying to hurt her, but Abby knows from how there's pressure only on her arteries that she is safe with you. You know exactly how hard to squeeze to get that adrenaline going but not to actually scare her.
"No, ma'am." Abby corrects herself, but your hand is still on her throat.
"It's the second time, princess." You say in your cold voice, and Abby shivers: the pet name makes it sound so gentle but the intonation makes it scary.
"I'm sorry, ma'am." Abby utters as she looks at you, desperate to see your satisfaction.
You let go of her throat and sit back between her legs. Abby is gorgeous, every line of her is a work of art and discipline, years of training showing in each curve. She is lethal and so fucking dangerous she could easily break every bone in your body, but instead she is helpless and weak underneath you, and it gets to your head every time.
You drag your nails on her chest just lightly and purposefully avoid her nipples, making circles over the edge of her areolas and Abby is breathing hard as she watches your hands move. She can't do anything, she can't touch you in any way and she can't get away from this. You watch Abby squirm and pant as you trace her ribs and go lower, over her navel and to her hips, appreciating how warm and soft her skin is. Abby bites her lip and expects you to touch her, but you caress her thighs, every fucking line of her muscles, and then you go up.
Abby barely holds a disappointed moan, but you look at her anyway and read her reaction. You know Abby is easy to tease, she is sensitive and responsive as fuck and she is probably getting desperate already, but you're not in the mood to take it easy on her.
Your eyes dart to the glass on the drawer and you smirk again, taking one of the ice cubes in your hand - it's already melting, slippery in your hand. Abby is watching you with wide eyes, waiting for what's next, and you smirk at her again.
"Do you think it will feel good, princess?"
"Yes, ma'am." Abby nods and waits more.
"Let's find out."
You put the ice cube on her abs first just to taste the waters, and Abby tenses and gasps. You watch her while you move the ice cube to her breastbone, just between her tits, and her breath hitches, goosebumps covering her skin from the sudden cold. You lean down and kiss her neck with an open mouth, savouring the salty taste of her.
"How does it feel?" You whisper in her ear and she shudders.
"Good, ma'am. Really good." Abby swallows, her lips dry.
"But do bad girls deserve to feel good?" You tease her. You're curious if she's already going to beg or do you need to wait more.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I'll be good." Oh, she is already begging. Cute little thing.
"It doesn't matter that you'll be good, baby. What matters is that you've been bad."
You put the ice cube on her nipple and Abby mewls and twitches, tries to get away from the cold, but you press her down. You circle her nipple with the smooth ice cube and it perks up right away. Abby whines, but it only amuses you. You feel how cold her skin gets under your fingertips and you lean down to suck on her nipple and she arches into you, the change in temperature feels too intense.
"Ma'am- ma'am-" She whispers desperately, her thighs are closing on you, but you force them apart. "Please-"
"Shsh. You wanna be good?" Abby nods. "Then be quiet."
Abby closes her mouth and you move away, tracing the ice cube to her neck, leaving a wet cold trace on her skin just to lick it right after. Abby whimpers and bucks her hips again, hoping she'd be able to hump your thigh, but you move away again and leave her no chance of relief.
"I think this one is too warm now." You take another cube and rub it against her other nipple. Abby whimpers and tries to get away, but with her hands tied she doesn't have enough room and you smile. You look down and she is so fucking wet already as if you let that cube melt in her panties. "Oh, you're enjoying it, huh?"
"I do, ma'am, it feels so good." Abby whispers frantically.
You hum and lean down to bite on her nipple, licking the cold water from her skin and Abby moans and pulls her arms, probably to touch you, but the ribbon keeps her in place. The contrast of your hot mouth on her right nipple and a cold ice cube on her left nipple makes her head spin from how good it feels and she is sure she won't last when you actually touch her.
You take the ice cube off her nipple and put it in your mouth, letting it clink on your teeth, and you pull her underwear down and throw it somewhere on the floor.
"Open your legs." You order and Abby obediently spreads her legs. "You see how good you can be? But you decided it would be fun to be bad." You say it with mock disappointment as you lie down between her legs, moving the ice cube on your tongue. Abby is wet and so fucking pretty you lose your mind every time you see her naked.
You give Abby no warning, no built up, nothing, and you press your tongue right on her clit. Abby shrieks in surprise because your tongue is cold and when you move it up and down the ice water drips on her clit and it's so fucking intense and it's a little painful, but it mixes with pleasure and Abby squirms around, her arms pull again and again because it's so much and she feels like she is close and then you push your fingers into her and you start fucking her hard and your tongue and your fingers feel so good and your tongue and the ice cube and Abby is done-
Except her orgasm doesn't come. Your mouth is not on her anymore and you pull your fingers out. You lick your lips and clean your chin with the back of your hand while Abby looks at you, upset.
"Oh, you thought I'd let you cum?" You laugh and Abby wants to cry. "Oh no, princess. You'll have to wait."
"No, ma'am, please." Abby begs and bucks her hips. "Please, I was so close."
"Poor little brat." You coo mockingly and take another ice cube: they're melting so you know you don't have long to play with Abby like this. "You told me to wait until all of them melt, right? Well, I'm going to melt them on you."
Abby whimpers and arches into you again like a cat, and you caress her stomach in appreciation.
"Pretty." You cannot not say it, even if you're supposed to be strict right now. Abby is beautiful and you can't stop telling her that.
"Thank you, ma'am."
You are surprised to hear it - usually Abby gets shy when you compliment her, but apparently she really wants to be good right now.
You put the ice cube on her knee and move it down, closer to her cunt, and you can feel how she is shaking. Abby is so wet she is dripping after almost cumming and she looks so good like this you even consider eating her out again right now, but you want her to calm down a little.
Abby is watching you with the saddest puppy eyes known to a man, but it doesn't move you. You move the ice cube closer to her pubic and put it just under her lower stomach, knowing that if you leave it there to melt all cold water will go on conjunctions of her thighs.
"What if I just leave it here to melt, hm?" You draw with a cube on her pubic and Abby twitches, bucks her hips again. "And I won't touch you until it's gone, what if I do that?"
"No, please, ma'am." Abby begs and you suck a bruise on her thigh. "I'll be good, I won't try to get in trouble, I promise!"
You laugh.
"Don't lie to me, princess." You bite down on her thigh hard enough to leave teeth marks.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, please-"
You take the ice cube inside your mouth again and while you're swirling it around, you slowly drag your fingers between her folds, circling her clit gently. She is warm and absolutely drenched and you don't want to stop touching her. Abby tenses and closes her eyes, and it makes you smile, but it's not a nice smile.
You lean down to her nipple and suck on it, but every time you swirl your tongue around her bead the ice cube touches it too and Abby squirms, whimpering. You suck her nipple inside your mouth to keep it in place and push the ice cube on top of her bead, only swirling it around until Abby's nipple feels cold and Abby is overwhelmed, lost in pleasure, because your fingers never stopped playing with her clit and your mouth feels amazing.
"Ma'am can I cum? Please let me cum you make me feel so good, please." Abby is babbling and your fingers get faster.
Abby is so relieved you took pity on her, god, she needs to cum so bad and your fingers are so perfect she wants them in her mouth and in her cunt and everywhere she could get them-
"Ma'am I'm gonna cum, you'll make me cum, ma'am please-"
And everything is gone again. You let her nipple out of your mouth and suck on your wet fingers, relishing in Abby's taste.
Abby whines, angry and frustrated, and you laugh, amused.
"I didn't tell you you could cum, did I?" You lightly slap her pussy and she mewls. "You'll cum when all the ice in that glass turns to water."
"Ma'am, please-" Abby sobs when you force her thighs apart to look at her wet pretty cunt.
"Please what?"
"Please touch me, ma'am I need you, please-" Abby opens her thighs more and the water from the ice cube flows down.
"Good girl, begging so well, opening for me." You praise finally and Abby whimpers and pulls her arms again, her biceps and her abs flexing.
You lazily thumb her clit and she jerks away, sensitive. You know the more you edge her the less time she'll need to become desperate between each time, and you want her to cry for you, so you don't go slow on her, riling her up again. Abby is loud and she kicks her legs on the bed because it feels good and she has been close two times already, but the ice in the glass is not water yet.
So you stop again and Abby whimpers and tries to press her thighs together, but you press them to the bed and you can see how her clit throbs and her hole clenches around nothing. So you push two fingers inside and Abby sobs, because you're not being slow at all, your pace is brutal and she is on edge immediately, and you know by the feeling of her tightening on you she is getting very very close. You keep fucking her until her thighs start to shake and her moans match your speed because that's it, Abby is going to cum, and once again you pull your fingers out and keep her thighs open while she is thrashing on the bed, pulling on the ribbon so hard the metal bar creaks.
"Please ma'am, please, I wanna cum, please let me cum-"
You look at Abby closely and no, she is not crying yet, so you ignore her and lick the water that is left on her. The ice cube is nowhere to be found, but you don't care. You position yourself between Abby's thighs and push your tongue in her, nudging her clit with your nose. Abby jumps and whimpers, so overwhelmed and desperate: she is so fucking close, and your tongue feels so good in her.
"Ma'am-" Abby sobs and you lick a strip from her hole to her clit. "I'm so close, ma'am, please-"
You fucking love when Abby is begging. You slap her thigh lightly and put your mouth back on her, and finally you hear her little sniffles: she is so overwhelmed she is crying now, desperate to cum. It's intense and Abby can't think, her whole world is concentrated on your mouth and how your tongue rubs her clit just right and how close she is again. Abby's thighs are closing on your head just as her orgasm approaches and you think it's cute how easy it is to read her.
You push her thighs back and just as Abby starts to twitch like she is about to cum, you straighten up on the bed. Abby sobs and tries to close her thighs despite your grip on her, but you double down and press her back harder.
"Ma'am-" Abby sobs and her cute little sniffles soften you.
"You're doing so well, princess." You praise her and kiss her cheek, her forehead and her eyelids. "It's too much, isn't it? You wanna cum?"
Abby sniffles again and chases your mouth, so you kiss her slowly, giving her a moment to calm down.
"It hurts, ma'am." That makes you alert. You quickly look at her wrists, worried the ribbon is hurting her.
"What hurts?" You ask gently, knowing how delicate Abby is  when she is teased like this.
"It hurts because I wanna cum." She admits under her breath and you relax.
"Yeah? You think you deserve to cum now? You've been a good girl for me?"
Abby is too embarrassed to own the fact that yes, she has been good this whole time, so she doesn't say anything.
"Yeah, you've been such a good girl for me." You say, proud of her. "I'll let you cum, baby, but you need to do one thing for me, okay?"
"Thank you, ma'am." Abby sighs and you kiss you again.
"I want you to turn on your stomach and present that pretty ass for me, okay? Don't worry, I'll help you."
Abby nods and turns on her stomach without a problem, the ribbon is long and her arms are not crossed, but she can't get on her knees like that, so you help her push her thighs apart and up. Abby lies down exactly like she knows you like her: her back arched, her thighs wide apart as if she is stretching them, and her pretty, soaking pussy on display. She looks like a cat in heat and you want to ruin her.
You push your pants down and get the strap out. Abby can't see you like this and she gasps when she feels the fat head of your cock running up and down her folds, nudging her clit. Abby is so wet and you feel how puffy she is from the edging and you just can't help yourself.
You sit down on your knees and push two fingers into her, revelling in how tight and hot she is and how her thighs twitch. Abby whimpers and pushes back on your fingers and she is so fucking beautiful like this.
“I’m so fucking lucky to have such a beautiful girl.” You kiss her ass cheek and pump your fingers slowly while Abby mewls into the pillow. “Fucking look at you, so pretty and all mine.” You kiss her back until you reach her neck and you suck a bruise there, marking her as yours. “Are you mine, princess?”
“Yours, I’m yours, ma’am.” Abby whimpers and you kiss her cheek.
“Thank you, baby.” You murmur into her ear and pick up the pace, fucking Abby hard and fast until you feel her tightening on you again. Abby is clinging to her pillow like her life depends on it, moaning loudly, but once again you slow down and pull out. Abby whines, confused. “I know baby, I just wanted to feel your pussy tighten on me again. God you’re so wet, pretty girl.” You lick your fingers and grab the lube.
You spread it over your strap and steady Abby by her hips before pushing inside. Abby whines the whole time and her thighs spread wider to take you deeper, her back muscles showing as she arches into you. You bottom out and stay like this for a second, caressing Abby’s ass and hips, leaving small kisses on her spine. You watch how Abby's pussy is stretched on your strap and your hands tighten on her hips as you restrain yourself from moving yet.
“Good girl, took all of it.” You start moving slowly at first, letting Abby adjust and find a comfortable position. You watch your strap disappear in her and this is the best sight in your life, her big plump ass jiggling every time you thrust into her. “You want to go faster, princess?”
“Yes ma’am. Please make me cum.” Abby begs and pushes back and you knead her ass.
“I will, of course I will. Won’t leave my babygirl without giving her what she wants.” You grab her hips tighter and thrust into her, setting a hard pace to hit her g-spot at each thrust. “I can feel how tight you are, baby.”
“It’s so big, ma’am, fuck.” Abby sobs as you drag your cock over her walls. “It feels good, you make me feel so good, fucking hell-”
You chuckle and keep fucking her, not changing your pace: you’ve had your fun and now you want to make Abby cum, so you fully concentrate on her. Your movements are rough and hard and you push her back on you at each thrust just to hear her shriek and whimper. Abby mewls and squirms around, overwhelmed and overstimulated after being edged for so long, and she can’t think about anything except how fucking good it feels, how your fingers dig into her ass and hips, holding her like you own her, and she can’t help how loud she is, how her mewls and whines are echoing through the bedroom - it’s too much, it almost painful, and she doesn’t notice how you bend down and take what is left of the ice cubes into your mouth. You push her back on your cock and Abby shudders, her thighs are shaking now.
“Are you close, princess?” You say as the ice clinks on your teeth, your breath is hitched from fucking her.
“Yes ma’am, I’m so close, you’re gonna make me cum, please-” Abby is kneading the pillow, hiding her face in it from how overwhelming it is, trying to ground herself.
You hum and snake one of your hands over her hip to rub her clit while you lick her neck with your cold tongue, and Abby shouts and shudders so violently you barely keep her in one place. You know it's too much, she is crying again, but you keep fucking her, because you feel her getting tighter and tighter, not letting you pull out as easily as before.
"Look at the glass, princess." You growl in her ear and punctuate your words with hard thrusts. Abby is too out of it so you wrap your hand around her throat and lift her head. "Is there any ice left?"
Abby sobs, because your pace is relentless and she can't fucking understand what you're saying, but she opens her eyes and looks at the glass.
"Answer me." Another hard thrust.
"No, no ma'am." Abby whines and you feel her tears on your hand.
"Good." You let Abby fall back on her pillow and you bring your hand back to her clit and start playing with it. "Cum."
Abby shrieks and tenses and the liquid hits your hand and thighs. Fuck, Abby just squirted, and it makes your brain fuzzy and you are not stopping, fucking her through her orgasm. Abby is sobbing and pulling on the ribbon so hard you can hear the fabric tearing, she raises her ass in a clear attempt to escape you, but you press her down and bottom out, not caring if it’s too much: your cock needs to be in her to the hilt when she cums.
You don’t move and you kiss Abby’s shoulders, giving her time. She is whining weakly and presses back to you to be closer.
“Good girl.” You kiss your words into her cheek and Abby whines. "You squirted for me, baby, you did so good." You kiss her shoulder blade and Abby leans into your touch. "My pretty girl."
Abby whines and you know she is too deep right now - sometimes she gets so overwhelmed she goes fully non-verbal, especially if she cums as hard as she just did. You caress her sides, pressing your front to her back, and undo the ribbon on her wrists. You’ve never been so thankful for the padded parts you stitched to all your ribbons, because even with them Abby’s wrists are a little red. Abby is not ready to move yet, so you just continue kissing her and caressing her.
“Ma’am.” Abby calls quietly and you smile.
“Hello, princess.” You kiss her neck. “Are you ready for me to pull out?”
“Yeah.”
Very slowly you pull your thighs back and whisper little “shh, it’s alright, you’re doing so good” to Abby until your cock is fully out. Everything is wet: your pants, Abby’s thighs, the towel under her, and you just watch how her pussy glistens in the low light of your bedroom, mesmerised. Abby is fucked out, so pretty and puffy, and you lean down to taste her, you just can't help yourself.
Abby whines shortly and jerks away, but you soothe her with your hand on her hip while you slowly and gently lick her clean. She tastes better than everything in the fucking world.
Abby sighs, content, and relaxes into your mouth: you're not trying to rile her up again, you're just showing your obsession with her pussy and it makes her feel so wanted. Abby knows you're a big softie even when you're strict and she knows she has you wrapped around her finger and it makes her feel feral for you, makes her want to give everything she has to you and take everything you give her in return.
"You wanna cum again, pretty girl?" You ask when you've finished cleaning her up, but Abby is soaked again because your mouth feels good.
"I'm tired." Abby murmurs into the pillow.
"It's not a no, princess." You chuckle and kiss her thigh. “I’ll be gentle, okay?”
“Okay.”
This time you’re not fast and Abby feels her pleasure come in small soft waves as you gently rub her clit on your tongue. Abby sighs and arches her back more into you, lightly rocking her hips against your face. She feels lazy and light and her head is empty, and tongue is pressed on her clit just enough to keep her in this hazy, pleased state. You pick up your pace just a little and Abby’s orgasm starts to build up in her lower stomach so softly she is almost quiet except for her heavy breathing. It doesn’t come crushing on her, instead it feels like all her bones turn to jelly for a second and Abby shudders quietly as her slick fills your mouth. You take it all in while rubbing her thighs to soothe her.
“You did so well for me today.” You kiss her shoulder blade. “You took it so well, I’m so proud of you.” Abby hums in response and you chuckle. “Sleepy?”
Abby hums again, agreeing.
“Stay awake a little longer.”
You grab another towel and gently clean Abby up before helping her turn on her back. You’re very careful with her arms, slowly moving them and massaging them, helping Abby rotate them to ease the soreness. She groans a few times and you pay extra attention to the parts that made her uncomfortable.
“There you go, princess. I know you want to sleep, but we need to shower, and change the bed sheets.”
“Whose fault is that?” Abby murmurs and opens her eyes just to look at you. You laugh quietly and help her stand and then walk to the shower.
Abby drapes all over you as you wash her, her head resting on your shoulder.
“Does anything hurt? I was pretty rough with you.” You know Abby’s shoulders are sore for sure, and it makes you worried. You don’t want to hurt Abby under any circumstances.
“I’m sore.” She mumbles. “It was very intense.”
“Is it good or bad?”
“Good.” Abby chuckles into your neck. “I liked it. I'm glad we decided to try the ice thing.” You kiss her shoulder and hug her, pressing her closer to you.
"The ice thing." You chuckle. "Your brain is still a mush."
"Yeah." Abby sighs, content. "Maybe-"
"What is it?"
"Maybe next time you can edge me longer?"
"Yeah." You smirk. "I can."
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anakin doesn't like people touching his hair and you just love teasing your boyfriend
i just know how angry ani gets when someone who isn't you comes anywhere close to his hair.
its not because he spends hours doing it in the morning, because lets be real. anakin has better things to be doing with his time, like betraying the jedi order. he simply hops in the shower every morning with you, using your birthday cake shampoo that you scold him for every-time you see him use way more than he needs to, gets out, drys it with a towel and then goes on with the rest of his day. if he's taking you out someplace special he might go over it with some gel, but thats about the extent of it.
the second someones hands come close to anakins hair, he struggles to resist the urge to pull out his lightsaber and slice them clean off. like that one time obi-wan decided to congratulate anakins success in his duelling victory with another padawan when he was 16. lets just say that obi-wan never touched anakins hair again.
but of course when it comes to you, ani yearns to hand your hands in his hair constantly.
<3
after a hard day at the jedi temple, you watch as ani slumps beside you on the couch while you're watching you're favourite reality show on television. after taking off his heavy robes, he leaves a soft kiss on your forehead, nose and lips before resting his head on your lap. you know what he's asking for, but you decided to test his patience.
you smiled to your self and your new plan, your hands still resting beside you. as seconds pass and anakin doesn't feel your long acrylic nails raking through his scalp, he turns to face you. with his head still squished against your thighs, he frowns at you.
"what ani? why do you look so grumpy?" you giggle, taking your thumb and swiping is across the pout on his lips. "you know why." he states sternly. "do i though? because it seems my mind is blank." you tease.
what he does next is unexpected in the moment, but is so in anakins style. he pushes himself up by his hands, and grabs your hips. you squeal as he lifts you like you weigh nothing, placing your body onto his lap so you're straddling him on the couch.
this is how he liked it, because even if you were on top of him, he was in control. you never like to admit it, because you strive yourself on being strong and that no one has the higher ground in the relationship, but you both know thats not the case.
anakin thrived off of your dependency on him, he loved that more than 99 percent of the time he knew that he was in control of a situation. and that reflected greatly on how your relationship dynamic was. anakin was brooding, protective, arrogant and didn't take shit from anyone. and you, well you were like a ray of sunshine, you really went where ever the wind took you and you didn't really mind much about what other people said about you. you didn't hate many things and you had always seen people saying bad things are that they were learning, and that it was really a reflection of how they were feeling on the inside.
you did however find pride in your self in a certain moment when a man on the streets of downtown Coruscant whistled at you suggestively, and that he cowered when you gave him a lecture on respect and quietly apologised before scurrying off. what anakin would never tell you though is that, in the moment he stood behind you, all tall, dark and powerful, moving to rest his hand over his lightsaber and staring straight into the eyes of the man infront of you.
anakin was a force that wasn't to be reckoned with, but you liked to tease him everyonce in a while. and you always paid for it.
ani's rough large hands ghosting over your sides snaps you out of your thoughts quickly. remembering what you were doing, you giggled at how little it took for you to piss off your sweet loving boyfriend. placing your hands on his rock hard chest, you voiced softly "im not joking ani, i really don't know why you're all grumpy"
"hmm, how am i not believing a word thats coming out of your mouth pretty girl" he rasped, trailing kisses down your neck. he knew you would break when he started kissing you, but you persevered. you just wanted him to admit he liked when you scratched his head, how hard was that?
"i don't know ani! maybe if you tell me what you want me to do then i can help you." he wasn't buying your act, at all. anakin was secure enough that he didn't care that he liked when his girlfriend played with his hair, shit, he would tell the whole world if he had to. but he cared when you were teasing him, and he loved putting you back in line.
"well, if i didn't know any better, id think my good girl was teasing me" his kisses now moved from your neck down to your chest, your tiny laced floral tank not giving much coverage to your cleavage from his lovebites. "im not ani" you whined, his jaw ticking at your choice of tone. "maybe you just need to start taking control in this relationship"
you knew you were done for the second those words left your mouth, ani didn't like when you used your so called 'bratty voice' and he really didn't like it when you questioned his authority. you were sending prayers to every god you could think of as his jaw clenched tightly and his fingers gripped the fabric of your tank top.
he stood up unexpectedly, you legs quickly wrapping around his waist as he held your thighs up. you couldn't help but let out a small 'oh my god’ as he started making his way towards your shared bedroom.
"no baby, no god. just me.”
<3
yall this is a mess im so sorry... feel free to not count this when you think of my writing thankq <33
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biblio-smia · 8 months
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one bed (ends up cuddling) trope with Mike Schmidt please! thank you & congratulations :)
thank you!! | part of v’s 800 follower celebration!
when you'd picked abby up and she told you about the upcoming overnight field trip her class would be taking, you were signing up as a chaperone before she could even finish speaking. you'd assumed mike would be busy and you were happy to keep an eye on abby. you'd thought it was settled, then, and you spent the afternoon with her until mike came home.
you'd fallen asleep on the couch after abby had gone to bed, mike's late shift keeping the house quiet until a little after eleven. you wake at the sound of keys jingling and by then, you've forgotten all about abby's field trip.
it really slips your mind until you're at the schmidt's, right and early, overnight bag in your backseat. mike is confused, telling you that abby has a field trip today.
"i know," you say hesitantly. "that's why i'm here?"
the two of you turn to look at abby, who's giggling to herself.
"abby!" mike starts with a sigh but it's clear abby feels no remorse.
"they said we could have up to two chaperones!" she defends.
you give mike a look that says well, what can we do? and get abby's stuff in your car.
and really, you don't mind. you'll never protest against time spent with mike and abby, arguably some of your favorite people in the world.
however, you had not anticipated the accommodations.
you'd skimmed through the section briefly before signing off, under the premise that you'd be accompanying abby alone. while students would be spending the night "under the stars" in the observatory, parent chaperones were sent to a nearby hotel.
and, of course, assuming that two chaperones for one student were together, you and mike found yourselves sharing one room - and one bed.
"i can... call? or go to the front desk, we can try to get another room," mike offered quickly, avoiding your gaze, holding on to his things in the instance that he would have to leave the premises.
"that's okay," you say a little weakly. but really, you don't want to shove that responsibility onto mike.
"i can sleep on the floor," mike suggests.
"mike," you say, almost laughing. "i don't mind."
neither of you dare speak of it out loud, taking turns getting ready for bed in silence. it's awful and unlike any time you've spent with mike in almost the entire time you've known him (save for the very first time you'd met). there's a strong avoidance of eye contact as each of you climb into bed on very opposite sides - you're almost afraid mike is going to fall off.
you've been physically closer before, but now there's an intimacy surrounding both of you that frightens you. you're nervous, overly self-conscious of every little movement you make, every habit you have while lulling yourself to sleep.
you wonder what goes on in mike's mind with your backs turned on each other and suddenly you decide you can't take it anymore.
you roll onto your back and, a few moments later, feel mike do the same. you take it a step further, roll onto your side to face mike.
"i bet abby's having so much fun right now," you say with a grin.
"oh, i bet she is passed out," mike challenges.
"i don't know," you hum. "this is, like, the ultimate sleepover."
mike hums and then he's quiet again until finally rolling over to face you.
"is this awkward?"
"i think you're making it awkward." you reach out to pat mike's shoulder. "we've taken naps together before."
"right," mike nods, laying flat on his back again.
you take a chance. you scoot closer to mike, wrap your arm around his. he turns his body towards yours, inviting you closer. you bite your lips as you lean into his shoulder, trying to relax.
"goodnight," you say quietly.
"goodnight."
mike fights, very hard, to resist the urge to kiss your head.
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heyy! congratulations on 500 🩷 c-could you maybe do number 6 of your list with jongho's nudes? 😳 damn I'd give my vacant womb to see him naked everyday. just the thought of him being all contained and uptight in public but being a pervert in reality makes me want to scream
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6. Receive nudes from Jongho everyday or Call sex with Yeosang every week?
CRAZY THING TO SAY BABE NGL IT MADE ME LAUGH A LITTLE 😭🤚🏻 OKAY OKAY HERES ONE FOR YOU
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Jongho loves sending his pretty selfies to you. He also likes making sure you’re flustered by his cock.
Warnings: nudes, suggestive, Jongho’s dick, perv!jongho, sexting(kind of??), mentioned breeding kink and cream pies
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@bro-atz @diamond-3 @mcarebearsstuff @choisansplushie @voicesinmyhead-rc @pre1ttyies
K’s 500 this or that: Master list here!
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Monday
Your phone pings.
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
You glance over, the face recognition mechanism on your phone activates, and you see a message sent from Jongho.
You are clearing up the remnants of your work as you and your idol boyfriend are adjusting with his busy schedule.
The app switches over to your messaging account, where you and Jongho’s chat takes the whole of the screen, at where the both of you left off. He sent you a zoomed in photo of his face with his adorable pout, his puffy cheeks being eventuated. You giggle at how cute he is, and you begin typing a reply, that is, until another picture that’s blurred under the spoiler function and your breath is caught in your throat.
It’s a mirror selfie of Jongho in the gym, seated on the benches of the locker room, in a tight tank top which was hiked up past his broad chest, dabbing his sweaty chin, his tits in full view, and the one that takes middle stage—the obvious erection that presses teasingly against his thin gym shorts as his legs are spread wide open.
[🐻❤️] endorphins kicked in a little too hard today~
Your thumbs are paused in mid-air trying to think of a reply to him, the only thing in your mind was the way his erection was there. You force yourself not to think about it, of course, failing miserably.
Tuesday
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
[🐻❤️] I hope work is treating you well, honey~
You giggle at the message. Your attention right back at your partner’s message in the midst of work. You are about to reply him with another flirty message when another spoiler-covered photo pops into the chat.
[🐻❤️] here’s something sweet.
You hesitate for a moment. But it falters quickly when you remember that you’re working remotely anyway. So you think, fuck it, and press the hidden photo.
Oh gods.
Another mirror selfie. But this time, he’s only in a pair of white boxers, his thick erection clear as day imprinting onto the sheer fabric. You swear you see a small wet patch if you squinted hard enough. He’s in a black shirt this time, and it frames his biceps so well. His bangs almost hides his small, pretty eyes and his smile is half hidden by his phone as the white sheets below him are crumpled.
You’re wondering how far he’s going to go with this.
Wednesday
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
You bite you lip. Out of all times, when you’re in a work meeting. But the static animation of the spoiler fuzzes onto your screen, tempting you. You shut your eyes to put your phone down, that is, until;
[🐻❤️] I bought a new pair of shorts today for gym. They said to wear loose shorts if your thighs are thick 🤔
And there goes all your self control as your thumb immediately slides over to the spoiler, and you fucking wished you didn’t—especially in the middle of a meeting.
It’s a mirror selfie, again, but it’s zoomed in to his lower abdomen. Yes, the shorts are definitely fucking loose.
The openings are loose despite his thick thighs taking up so much leg space of the opening, and you fucking see it. Jongho wasn’t wearing underwear, and his shorts are deliberately hiked up to his inner thigh.
The angle is low enough that you see his cockhead peaking out from the shorts opening, resting on his inner left thigh, leaking precum, and making another bulge against the fabric.
“Y/n? Anything else you wanna add to the work flow?” Your colleague asks, snapping you out of the trance.
“N-no. I think that’s all from my side”, you reply hastily, unintentionally pressing your thighs together.
Thursday
It was getting absolutely ridiculous at this point. Jongho has been teasing you for the past few days and it has only been escalating from there. You know he’s coming over on Saturday anyway since he finally has the time, and it’s making your heart pound.
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
You don’t even hesitate at this point—your reaction is automatic, immediately swiping up to Jongho’s notification to check what he sent you.
Sure enough, another spoiler message. You take a quick breather, and brace yourself before you do it.
And the wind gets completely knocked out of you.
Again, a mirror selfie, but he’s fully, fuckin nude. You see the full glory of him—his broad chest and shoulders, his perky nipples, chiseled abdomen all for view for a good second before your eyes land on his fully bare, erected dick.
Jongho is posed with his knee up, propped onto the bed, the bedsheets all over the bed again. He has a towel draped over his shoulders, his biceps are flexed from holding his body up as his thigh holds his other arm up to take the selfie. His hair is messy and damp—he probably took this after a shower.
You can’t help but stare at the way his thighs look so inviting, and it naturally leads you gaze right back to his cock once more—a gorgeous shade of pink at the tip, with his pretty veins running down his shaft. You swear you see it twitch even if it was just a photo.
You could only imagine how his cock would rearrange your guts every time he fucks into you, filled up all the way until your mind breaks, over and over again.
[🐻❤️] weather’s been a little warm recently. There’s another warm place my cock definitely loves. I think you know where.
Friday
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
The worst out of the lot. The only saving grace was that his message came after work. You don’t know what else he could have sent you now, and almost nothing prepared you for it.
[🐻❤️] shit, I got too excited thinking about you.
You swallow hard when you open the photo. You expect another mirror selfie, but it’s not.
The photo is taken from the front facing camera, and it’s positioned right at his crotch. Jongho has his fat, wet cock in his hands, and thick cum is leaking out of his tip, covering the majority of his cock and his fingers.
Okay. Two can play that perverted game. You don’t send him a photo—you send him a short video. Your camera is front facing, and it’s positioned right at the angle where he can see your pussy in clear view. You’re fully nude, your tits out in the open, so are your legs as you tug your soaked cunt open, letting the lights in your room emphasise how much slick has leaked out of your neglected pussy.
And you hit send. It’s silent for a good minute.
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
[🐻❤️] I’m gonna fucking breed you so fucking full tomorrow, I swear.
Saturday
[🐻❤️] sent you a message.
It’s a photo of your poor abused cunt, wet with slick and his cum glistening all over your inner thighs. Jongho’s cum is leaking out of your hole, his previous loads fucked into you have evidently soiled the bedsheets beneath you.
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Name: The face from Minesweeper
Debut: from Minesweeper
Minesweeper is a pretty cool game! I like it. I went through my entire life not knowing how to play it, and then a few months ago decided “I will learn how Minesweeper works” and now I like it well enough. But even before I liked it as a game, there was something about it that was always charming! Even as a silly baby, I felt positive energy radiating from this game with an honestly horrific premise, because this grid of squares and numbers was Smiling at me!
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The Face From Minesweeper may register as an Emoji to you, but it actually predates them! This strange creature is a Smiley. More than a mere smiling face, a Smiley is like a sort of animal. Everyone loved Smiley! You can think of it on the level of other fan-favorite animal, Dog. Just like Dog, Smiley got all sorts of merchandise! Toys, decoration, even smiling French Fries! One day, however, the magic day finally came when world leaders agreed it was time to domesticate Smiley.
Though many would have loved to have a pet Smiley of their own, it was decided that they were unfit for such a lifestyle. Instead, they would become beasts of burden... they would be Used. The selective breeding began! Over time, they became smaller, cuter. They gained a wider range of readable facial expression. Most importantly, they were now hardy enough to be sent all over the world countless times per day. And that is how Emojis came to be! Linked gene shenanigans also led to some shaped like animals, plants, objects, even symbols! Don’t worry about it. But if you are interested, I think they released a documentary about this in 2017.
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After this section in which I deliberately transitioned away from smileys and toward emojis, I would like to immediately return to smileys if that’s okay. Thank you. The face from Minesweeper is always watching... but not in a scary way! In a nice way. The face is your buddy. If it ever feels too hard, you can click the face, and its square will be pressed in, and the puzzle will be reset! No shame in that.
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I wonder, where does the face end, and its platform begin? Is the face even the extent of the entity? Maybe the entire Minesweeper board is just a guy, and that’s where its face is! Minesweeper is a whole character!
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In that case, then, it is even funnier that the face goes :O whenever you click a space. It COULD be that it is in suspense, since any wrong move can end in disaster, but maybe it’s just because you are poking its body! And that’s a little Weird. Evidence: it does this even if you click a cleared, safe square! It is reacting to touch, not anticipation! There we have it, Minesweeper is a creature. Also, I like to use the ease of activating this face like a little digital puppet! It is fun.
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Like any creature, sadly, it can Die. However, it is at least functionally immortal and only ever in danger of explosions! Unfortunately, it contains land mines. I am becoming slightly convinced that Minesweeper (game) is, in fact, a bizarre sort of medical procedure where you help to isolate the explosives embedded in this grid-based life-form’s body. The only way to save it, sadly. And sadly, if you are not a professional, Minesweeper and its precious Face will die... but it’s okay. We have more! Just press the face and reset the game and don’t tell anyone!
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If you win Minesweeper, then congratulations! You don’t get anything yourself, really. But that’s not what it’s all about. Minesweeper isn’t about YOU, the player. It’s about Minesweeper’s Face, the main character here! And after achieving victory, it is Cool. And you helped it get here! It turns out Minesweeper is all about helping another person become their best self, the story of an average schmuck who, with the help of a clever stranger, can become the coolest in town!
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Lastly, I would like to show you Minesweeper as it appears as a character, in the Roblox game Databrawl! I don’t know anything else about this game! Don’t ask me about it please! I just think this design is really fun and cool!
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marnerparty · 1 year
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baby hughes
Jack Hughes x reader
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ynhughes surprise! baby Hughes coming in September :)
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_quinnhughes IM GETTING A NIBLING
jackhughes come again?
_quinnhughes like sibling but for nieces and nephews
_eliaspetterrsson there’s no way this is a real word
jackhughes someone confirm please
ynhughes after a quick google search, Quinn is definitely right
jackhughes I’m so excited for this next chapter with you 🫶🏻
ynhughes i love you with my whole heart jackypoo
colecaufield you guys are gross
jackhughes it’s called love Cole. don’t be mad that you’ve never felt it
colecaufield 🖕🏻
user1 I wish I was yn hughes
nicohischier you guys!! congrats!!
jackhughes thank you cap!
ynhughes thanks Nic!🥰
lhughes_06 this is extremely mid
jackhughes that’s what I said
ynhughes and what was your idea?
jackhughes no comment
nicohischier did it have to do w/ hockey
ynhughes oh jeez
jackhughes YES! AND SHE VETOED IT!
ynhughes why’d you have to bring it up 🤦🏼‍♀️
elblue6 I’m so excited for my grand baby!! this is amazing news. congratulations yn 🩷🩷🫶🏻
ynhughes I love you Ellen!! thank you 🥰
jackhughes MOM!?
elblue6 yes?
jackhughes CONGRATULATE ME TOO!!
elblue6 congrats jack.
lhughes_06 lowercase and a period. yowzers.
trevorzegras congrats you guys!!
ynhughes thanks Trevor!!
jackhughes Uncle Trev 😎
njdevils excited for a new Jr. Devil!
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user2 doesn’t yn know the whole world is in love with her husband? how could she do this to us?
user3 tf? it’s yn > jack any day
_alexturcotte my money would’ve been on Quinn being a dad first
jackhughes Quinn who can’t get a girlfriend?
ynhughes Jack! rude!
_quinnhughes she’s only with you cuz she’s pregnant
jackhughes she has my last name
ynhughes Quinn’s too bub
_quinnhughes HA!
jackhughes yn who’s side are you on!?
ynhughes no comment
tmeier98 congrats!
jackhughes thanks timo 🙌🏻
dawson1417 thank god, this was a hard secret to keep
jackhughes you knew??
ynhughes he was the second to know 😳
jackhughes after me right?
ynhughes well …
jackhughes WHAT!?
jackhughes who the hell was the first
ynhughes Luke …
jackhughes HUGHES!?
ynhughes yes.
lhhughes_06 I can explain
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jackhughes 36 weeks & counting 🫶🏻
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ynhughes babe I’m literally huge in this, I told you I didn’t like this one
jackhughes yn, honey, you’re pregnant, your belly gets big
_quinnhughes jackson you don’t know a thing about comforting a pregnant woman who’s feeling self conscious
jackhughes enlighten me then Quinn
_quinnhughes yn, you look perfect. you’re doing the hardest thing a woman could ever do and you’re making it look easy. cut yourself some slack 🫶🏻
ynhughes quinny I love you so much 🥹
_eliaspetterrsson this man has such a way with words
elblue6 I can’t wait for my grand baby!
ynhughes she’s ready to meet you Ellen!!
user1 GENDER DROP
lhughes_06 uncle Luke will be her favorite
_quinnhughes good try bud
lhughes_06 it definitely won’t be you
_quinnhughes uh, it 100% will
ynhughes boys, why are we arguing? you can both be the favorites
_quinnhughes no
lhughes_06 no
jamie.drysdale maybe it’s gonna be me
trevorzegras absolutely not
user2 this baby is gonna have so many uncles
nicohischier still can’t believe you’re having a kid
jackhughes I can’t either it’s crazy
nicohischier it’s a good thing you have yn
ynhughes Nico Hischier, always a charmer
nicohischier 😉
jackhughes hey back off you Swiss
ynhughes be kind to your daughter’s godfather
nicohischier her WHAT!?
jackhughes uh oh
ynhughes Jack Rowden Hughes you never told him!?
jackhughes yep, this one’s on me.
nicohischier you guys are serious?
ynhughes yes, Nico! we would love it if you were her Godfather :) there’s a whole gift that goes along that my incompetent husband forgot to give you, but don’t worry, I’ll mail it today
user3 yn already seems like the best mom
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ynhughes 9.9.23 Layla Quinn Hughes 🩷
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lhughes_06 this is the best birthday gift ever! I love her already
ynhughes we love you! & happy birthday Moosey :)
jackhughes perfect like her mama ❤️
ynhughes I love you Jack Hughes
jackhughes I love you yn Hughes
user1 I think Jack’s officially gone
trevorzegras MY BABY’S HERE! I’M SO EXCITED TO MEET HER
jamie.drysdale your baby?
ynhughes you like kids that much?
trevorzegras uh, yes. especially when it comes to my niece
_quinnhughes that’s seriously her name?
ynhughes yes!
_quinnhughes why??
jackhughes Quinn you’re so important to us, & you’re my older bro! it was only right
lhughes_06 now we have to battle out favorite uncle
lhughes_06 they probably named her after you because they didn’t want you to feel bad we share the same date of birth
_quinnhughes what’s more important, a name or a birthday?
colecaufield oof got him there
lhughes_06 you pick a name, you can’t pick a due date. what are the odds we’re born on the same day?
_quinnhughes actually Luke, September 9th is the most common birthday
ynhughes this is true Lukey
lhughes_06 okay, but what are the odds my niece is born on the same day as me, regardless of the statistical significance
jackhughes why are you using such big words?
edwards.73 the baby will think he’s smarter and choose him as a favorite uncle
edwards.73 his words not mine
elblue6 my first grandbaby! my heart is so full 🥰
jackhughes love you ma!
nicohischier my goddaughter is perfect 🫶🏻 congratulations you guys
ynhughes thank you Nico 🩷
jackhughes you’re the best cap!
user2 the name is adorable
tysmith_6 Jacky boy grew up, eh?
jackhughes damn right!
tysmith_6 congrats man! and congrats to you as well yn!
ynhughes thanks Ty!!
nhl another Hughes to play hockey! congrats!
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dawson1417 Layla 🥹
ynhughes s/o for the suggestion !
jackhughes are we crediting Dawson for the name?
ynhughes no, but we loved this name and he was just another person who said they also liked it
jackhughes 🤨
jackhughes you’re the one that always loved that name …
ynhughes okay maybe Dawson helped a little
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jackhughes my 🌎
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ynhughes round 2!
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trevorzegras NO WAY
ynhughes yes!
jackhughes so excited 🫶🏻
ynhughes nobody I’d rather have by my side 🥰
user1 jack needs to stop having kids. he’s losing his sex appeal
ynhughes speak for yourself 🤷🏼‍♀️
jamie.drysdale maybe I’ll be the favorite uncle now!
trevorzegras no, it’s my time to shine
lhughes_06 we should probably give it to the real other uncle this time @_quinnhughes
_quinnhughes fuck off
ynhughes boys! behave
lhughes_06 yn is younger than you and still putting you in your place
ynhughes Luke, I don’t care you’re one of my daughter’s favorite people I will kick your ass
lhughes_06 yes ma’am 😳
nicohischier TEAM BOY 🩵
nicohischier and congrats again :)
ynhughes you say team boy like you’re not obsessed with our Layla
nicohischier oh I am, but another Hughes to the NHL would be phenomenal. specifically to the devils
jackhughes oh yeah? and you’ll still be there playing?
nicohischier I’m playing til I’m 50
jackhughes sure bud. sure
elblue6 grandbaby x2! congrats my loves 🫶🏻
ynhughes love you mama Hughes!!
rutgermcgroarty CONGRATS!!!
ynhughes thank you! miss you Ruts!
jackhughes get outta here Michigan
rutgermcgroarty & this is why yn is superior
user2 I hope it’s a boy and that he has Jack’s smile
ynhughes hopefully w/out the missing tooth
jackhughes really? we bring the tooth up now?
ynhughes I loveee youuu
jackhughes mhm
ynhughes jackson!
jackhughes baby I love you, you know this
tysmith_6 I have name suggestions, but only for a boy (which I KNOW you’re having)
ynhughes lay ‘em on me
tysmith_6 Ryan Jackson
tysmith_6 Bradley Luke
tysmith_6 Finnegan Ty
lhughes_06 thanks for the recognition
ynhughes these are really cute actually
tysmith_6 yeah, I’m awesome, it’s whatever
jackhughes who’s gonna tell him
tysmith_6 tell who what
jackhughes tell you something
tysmith_6 ????
ynhughes we already know it’s a girl!
tysmith_6 NOOOOOOOOOOOO
tysmith_6 I mean, yay, of course. but no :(
colecaufield most of the time these comments are just one on one conversations
ynhughes and what about it cole
jackhughes he’s just jealous
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jackhughes baby girl #2! meet Olivia Ellen Hughes!
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nhl Layla & Olivia! congrats Hughes’ on the new addition!
njdevils another Jr. Devil! congrats!
edwards.73 CONGRATS!! miss you yn!
ynhughes thank you E! love & miss you!! 🥰
trevorzegras she’s so perfect 🥹
ynhughes Trev 🥺
lhughes_06 YN Hughes: baddest bitch I know
ynhughes Lukester 🫶🏻
jackhughes now she’s crying, you made her cry
ynhughes it’s just the hormones, Luke is so sweet to me 😭
nicohischier another favorite human to add to the list! congrats jack & yn!
ynhughes thank you Nico! we love you!
tysmith_6 well, if you find yourself pregnant again, you know where to find me for names
ynhughes will do sir 🫡
tysmith_6 oh and conrgats too!!
user1 and the family keeps growing
elblue6 love you guys! so excited for you & your new bundle of joy 🩷
jackhughes thanks mama
colecaufield the cutest lil mama’s boy
jackhughes shut it Caufield
ynhughes Jack be nice. Cole’s a good one
jamie.drysdale need to meet her IMMEDIATELY
jamie.drysdale please & thanks :)
trevorzegras no me first
jamie.drysdale we live together idiot
trevorzegras okay but I get to open the door
jackhughes who says we’re bringing her there??
ynhughes I already yes.
jackhughes babe wtf?? bringing our newborn to what’s equivalent to a frat house?
trevorzegras woah woah woah, it’s nothing like that at all
jamie.drysdale that’s insulting Jack
ynhughes I can’t say no to Jamie
_quinnhughes congratulations you guys
ynhughes thanks Quinny!!
jackhughes 🫶🏻
user2 I still think they break up
ynhughes it’ll happen soon. I’ll just trap him for his child support
_alexturcotte LMAO
_quinnhughes oh yn
luca.fantilli congrats!! I’m a lil behind on the life updates 😬
ynhughes don’t worry Luca, you’re forgiven :)
jackhughes why are you friends with all these Michigan hockey kids
lhughes_06 from the umich football game?
jackhughes the what?
ynhughes oh shit
jackhughes when did you go to a football game with all the boys????
ynhughes you were on a 10 day roadie! what else was I supposed to do, wait for you at home??
jackhughes that’s not what I said! I’m just shocked I was never told
rutgermcgroarty yeah we love yn
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ynhughes these girls sure love their daddy ❤️
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njdevils our favorite Hughes posting our favorite Hughes’ :)
lhughes_06 HEY
nicohischier oof that’s tough
_quinnhughes is Layla kicking him in the face?😂
jackhughes it’s unknown what she was trying to accomplish
lhughes_06 she takes after her favorite uncle.. always kicking Jack’s ass
jackhughes at least the devils don’t hate me
ynhughes Jack that’s mean
user1 the most gorgeous family
elblue6 my girls minus one!
ynhughes mama e >>>>
jackhughes MA!? I’m in the photo too!
elblue6 I can’t lie and say you’re my favorite boy Jack
colecaufield oh shit
jackhughes I’m running away
trevorzegras it’s that karate she’s learning 😎
ynhughes she’s been BEGGING to see uncle Trev so you can watch Kung-Foo Panda. you’re the only person she let’s watch it with her
trevorzegras 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I love her so much
jackhughes maybe Trevor is the favorite uncle
jackhughes love you & our creations 🫶🏻
tysmith_6 that makes it sound like they’re paintings
jackhughes well then I’m fucking Da Vinci
trevorzegras then who are you?
jackhughes …
jackhughes Da Vinci
trevorzegras no that’s yn
jackhughes what???
trevorzegras you said you’re fucking Da Vinci ?
jamie.drysdale OH MY GOD
ynhughes TREVOR NOT THE VERB
_quinnhughes Jesus Christ
trevorzegras oh I’m embarrassed
user2 it wouldn’t be a yn Hughes post without a hectic comment section
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ynhughes our secret baby :) Caroline Florence💕
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luca.fantilli NO WAY
ynhughes WAY
luca.fantilli CONGRATS!!
ynhughes thanks Tilly 🥰
elblue6 so glad the secret is out!! I love my babies 🥰
ynhughes & they all love you Ellen 🥰🥰🥰
jamie.drysdale I already knew about this but I can’t believe it’s real. big congrats guys 🩷
jackhughes thanks kid!
ynhughes love you mucho jimbo!
njdevils we’ve said it once & we’ll say it again, congrats on the new addition!!
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jackhughes officially a girl dad :)
ynhughes I love you Jack Hughes always 🫶🏻
lhughes_06 ew
_quinnhughes grow up
lhughes_06 you’re never on my side these days what’s up w/ that??
ynhughes guys why are we fighting in a comment section?
rutgermcgroarty because they’re children
biznasty you got this kid whipped
ynhughes boy don’t i
biznasty congrats yn & Jack! enjoy this time!
ynhughes thanks Paul🩷
trevorzegras how come you were never this nice to me
biznasty get outta here Zegras this isn’t your kid
trevorzegras it’s my niece, basically the same thing
jackhughes oh not at all
ynhughes not close Trev
lhughes_06 he’s so outnumbered
ynhughes that’s what he gets for growing up in a house of all boys
jackhughes hey that’s Ellen’s fault
elblue6 whose fault?
trevorzegras DAMN
_quinnhughes caught
jackhughes love you mom 🫶🏻
elblue6 mhm
_alexturcotte Jack’s been busy
ynhughes “busy”
jackhughes hey I do a lot!
_alexturcotte not what I meant guys
ynhughes ohhhhh
jackhughes ah he meant sex
colecaufield your parent radar is very censoring
user1 I think Jack’s officially officially taken
ynhughes the marriage wasn’t enough?
jackhughes the first 2 kids weren’t enough?
edwards.73 who knew what we needed was these two hanging up on haters?
nicohischier congrats guys! I’m proud of you kid
ynhughes ❤️❤️❤️
jackhughes cap 🥹
tysmith_6 CONGRATS!!!
tysmith_6 but something’s missing …
jackhughes yn I swear to God
ynhughes Caroline was all me …
ynhughes Florence may have been a Ty suggestion
jackhughes sometimes I feel like I’m just married to Ty
nhl can’t wait for these girls to run the hockey world someday like they’re dad & uncles! congratualtions!
ynhughes well this is just adorable
lhughes_06 *like their uncle Luke
jackhughes omg this little shit
_quinnhughes for real what went wrong with him?
elblue6 I wish I knew
lhughes_06 MA
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blackbat05 · 6 months
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Welcome to Bucky's
Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Plot: Welcome to Bucky's, where there's good food and an even better listening ear.
Genre: PG-13 (Warnings: Mentions of PTSD)
A/N: Self-indulgent yet again but I needed it. Not much of romance, more of a comfort piece. I still hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it on a whim!
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The bell rings, signaling a new customer. James Barnes, or Bucky as most of his long-time customers liked to call him exited the kitchen to greet them.
"Hi! Welcome to Bucky's. Take a seat, and I'll be right with you."
The customer, a woman dressed in a navy blue shirt and black pants settles at the corner of the cafe, beside the window overlooking the boardwalk. The cafe was usually empty at this time but it felt as if the woman wanted to make herself invisible with each passing minute as she presses herself further back into the cushion.
Bucky decides to give the woman a couple of minutes before approaching to take her order. Her voice is soft but with a certain hoarseness to it. She orders a salmon rice bowl and jasmine tea and turns her attention back to the waves crashing on the beach.
She's quiet but polite as she smiles when Bucky comes to collect her empty bowl. Bucky wonders what ails this woman who has a forlorn look on her face as she sips the tea. He thinks of how to strike a friendly conversation without overstepping boundaries when-
"I'm sorry, I've been sitting here for too long have I?"
Bucky glances at the apologetic woman. "Not at all. The view is certainly wonderful at this time of the hour. It's why I moved here to set up my cafe."
"It's amazing indeed." She agrees. "What did you do before that?"
Bucky is surprised by the woman starting the conversation. Still, he was curious to know more about her and this was a perfect way to continue. "I served. Got out a couple of years back."
"Thank you for your service. It must not have been easy, the transition." She states as a matter of fact.
In normal circumstances, Bucky would have brushed the person aside. What do they know about serving in the army? They're not the ones having nightmares and having to live with the trauma!
But in this moment, he felt appreciated. The woman clearly had a story of her own that led her to Bucky's.
Without prompting, the woman reveals that although she did not serve in the army, she worked for the community. It was her dream, her everything when she finally achieved her position after years of hard work.
Or so she thought.
As the days went by, the emotional weight of others that she had to carry became too much for her to bear. Her resolved crumbled and from that moment onwards, she spent her waking days walking and living aimlessly. That was six months ago.
"I got a job. I start on Monday." She tells him. It's a library assistant at the local library further down the beach. It may not be the most glamorous job, but it was decent and she was okay with being decent. Better than where she was.
"That's great." Bucky congratulates the woman.
"I guess I'm just scared." She confesses and Bucky finally understands the reason for the worries that she had carried onto her back while walking into the cafe. "I don't want to make the same mistakes again."
Bucky frowns, and the woman finishes the last bit of her tea.
"You can make mistakes."
The woman stares at him blankly.
"You can afford to make mistakes. That's how we learn isn't it?" Bucky clarifies. "And don't hold onto what you did, focus on how you got out of it."
Her lips part as she observes Bucky in amazement.
"Take it from a guy who's fought in too many battles to count. Life's too short to worry about not living up to standards. Be imperfect. Be you."
Bucky stands up and goes behind the counter to retrieve a cookie. He places the bag of cookie into her hands. "For good luck. I believe that you can do it."
"Thank you. I really needed that. I don't know how things will turn out, but I'll try." The woman thanks as she prepares to leave. The door opens and she stops in her tracks midway.
"My name's Y/N. Feel free to drop by the library anytime. You know, so that I can return the favor." She jokes.
"Bucky. Thanks for the offer." He laughs. The woman exits the cafe and heads in the direction of the boardwalk before disappearing from sight.
The back door to the disposal area opens and Sam Wilson walks in, unaware of what had just transpired.
"Hey Buck! Sarah just sent over some scones and they're delicious!" He made himself comfortable behind the counter. "How about you put it on this month's special?" Sam passes Bucky the box. "Though Sarah said that she learnt the recipe from a book. Can't find it anywhere else on the internet. It has to be that book! Darn bakers and their exact measurements."
Bucky smiles to himself, earning a sidelong glance from his best friend.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing."
A book huh? It seems that Bucky would see her much sooner than expected...
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nororitz · 19 days
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narumi gen and academic achievement
tags: self-indulgent, bullet points-style, self-imposed stress, academics stuff, curse words, no kaiju au, non-established relationship
note: uh first post yay. english is not my first language ngl. also idk how to format anything please. writing this while i have an essay due tmr morning is crazy though.
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• Recently, you've been stressing yourself over the overwhelming tests and work that never seems to end. After working your ass off for weeks without any respite, all your efforts are finally being paid off.
• Staring back at you was your phone screen with words of congratulations and a high score written along with it.
• Absolutely elated you turned to Narumi Gen, your close friend of many years. Preparing to tell the good news to Narumi who's busy with his controller and some kind of BS5 game.
• There's a high chance of him not even hearing you because he's too absorbed in his gaming, bloodshot eyes boring holes into the screen. Yet, you're still showing him your phone screen anyway, excitedly displaying your proud achievements. The adrenaline rush overpowering the small, hideous doubt stored in a corner of your mind.
• At first, you're sure he didn't even register your voice talking to him. But then suddenly Narumi is putting down his controller and taking the phone from your hand, the BS5 no longer playing game music and sound effects. His bangs block half of his face so you can't read his expression well. Silently, you eagerly awaits his reaction.
• After a while, he says "You worked hard so it's to be expected that you would do well," before handing your phone back to you. It's startling, but Narumi is really someone who is blunt.
• "Yeah...but there was a chance I still wouldn't be able to do it you know?" Narumi, who senses the sadness in your voice, goes still. Finally, he lets out a huff and faces you properly.
• "What are you talking about? Since when did you have so little faith in yourself? You always gave your all in everything so this result isn't surprising in the least." Damn this guy and his attitude.
• But this is pretty much Narumi Gen's roundabout way of saying I've seen you put your effort into this and I believed you would succeed from the start. It might seem like he doesn't care, but Narumi is a person who pays close attention to someone important to him.
• It did kind of sound like he was scolding you though. "Narumi, you really..." "Hah!?!?" Breaking a smile, the bickering between you and Narumi erases the traces of doubt lingering in your mind.
• Narumi is someone who knows about hard work, results, and acknowledgement better than anyone. So, I believe he would think that you were more than capable of achieving the results that you wanted. Even if he's not as direct about it, he has a lot of trust in your abilities.
• If you end up falling asleep in the living room at the end of the day, the familiar sounds of Narumi's BS5 lulling you to sleep. He would take a glance at you before muttering something like a, "You did well," his gaze holding a kind of secret fondness to it.
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can you tell that i love narumi. he might be slightly ooc my brain is fried.
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herbalsingularitea · 2 years
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Possessive Bernard the elf with a pregnant human!Reader Imagine
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- After Scott and Carol have their baby it makes Bernard start thinking
- You go on a date after seeing baby Buddy earlier that day and Bernard seems really lost in his thoughts
- With some gentle coaxing you get him to tell you that he’s been thinking about children
- At first you think he just means Buddy and you agree with him that the Claus’s baby is adorable
- He lets it go, just nodding and agreeing with you but you can tell there’s still something on his mind
- Later on during the date you two get into a snowball fight
- He sneak attacks your snow fort and tackles you into the snow where you guys wrestle around trying to shove snow in each others face
- Eventually it devolves into just rolling around making messy snow angels
- Once you get too tired and collapse in the snow, he rolls over top you to give you silly tickly kisses that make you both giggle
- He’s still laughing when “I want to put a baby in you so badly” slips out
- You both freeze and he looks so panicked that he said that out loud but you’re blushing like crazy and ask if he’s serious
- He says he thinks he is and you shyly say you want that too
- He’s never looked so happy in his life and the silly kisses return, slightly more saucy than before
- Fast forward to several months later and there’s been random bursts of magic in the workshop
- All the elves start giggling and whispering anytime it happens
- You ask what’s up and Judy explains that uncontrollable magic bursts like that mean that someone’s got an elfling on the way
- Elflings are rare so everyone is super excited for the new baby and are trying everything to figure out who’s pregnant
- You don’t think it could be you since you haven’t had any symptoms and it would be really early if you were
- As time passes and no one comes forward announcing they’re pregnant, everyone is confused
- The magic bursts get stronger and stronger as time goes on
- One day you’re walking through the workshop with Bernard and a whole line of rocking horses explodes in a familiar burst of sparkles
- Every elf freezes as they watch the sparkles settle and then they slowly look over at Bernard and you
- Since Bernard is Head Elf, he’s got the most powerful elf magic in the North Pole and would be the only one capable of doing magic like that
- In one wild display of magic, everyone knows it’s you who’s pregnant
- Judy makes you cocoa to calm you down while you and Bernard try to wrap your heads around becoming parents
- Bernard seems very much in shock and kind of distant with you while Judy, Curtis, and Scott congratulate you both
- You start to worry that he doesn’t want the baby after all because he can hardly look at you
- But all doubts leave you as soon as you get home
- Once the door is closed and you’re alone, he falls to his knees and nuzzles your stomach, giving you so many kisses and refusing to leave your side the rest of the night
- You swear you see him tear up a couple of times when he thinks you aren’t looking
- He makes all your favorite foods during your pregnancy and you happily soak up all the extra love and attention he gives you
- He thinks you look so unbelievably beautiful while carrying his child and takes every chance to tell you that
- As you grow, even elves from out of town immediately know your baby is his because his magic is nestled within you now and can be easily recognized by other magical creatures
- Mother Nature takes one look at you and gives you and Bernard a knowing look
- Cupid won’t quit waggling his eyebrows at Bernard
- He rolls his eyes but you know he secretly loves it
- You feel strange sometimes knowing that everyone sees you as his because of this but it makes him so happy
- You start to feel self conscious about how you look. “Ugh. I’m so out of shape and weird looking now.”
- But he’s always so quick to reassure you. “Hard disagree. I love seeing how your body grows to nurture our child. In fact,” he purrs, sidling up to wrap his arms around you, “if you weren’t already pregnant, I’d put another baby in you right now.”
- The more time goes on, the more obsessed he gets with touching your belly and talking to the baby
- He never misses saying good morning and good night to his precious little elfling
- He gets more and more possessive of people touching you and will glare and snap at anyone who moves too abruptly around you
- The only one he seems okay with is Carol, which you are so thankful for since she’s the only one who you can talk to about the difficulties of pregnancy
- Bernard gives you lots of belly rubs to soothe the aches and pains and one day while he’s doing that he feels the baby kicking
- He cries
- Sometimes when the baby is keeping you awake at night with kicks he’ll roll over and spoon you and put a hand on your belly and push his magic into you and you can feel the baby push their magic back. You don’t know exactly what it is that’s happening but it calms the baby down without fail plus it’s really warm so you always fall back asleep no problem
- On the last leg of your pregnancy, you struggle to fit into a dress you had made for a holiday party months ago
- You’re so mad that you wasted the money and won’t be able to wear it. “God, this is so frustrating!”
- You see him watching in the mirror with a little smirk
- You groan at his look. “Stop smiling. This is all your fault. You’re the one who did this to me in the first place, you jerk”
- His smirk just gets wider. “I sure did.”
- He’s got no shame, that asshole.
- Elves are much smaller than humans, so while the pregnancy lasts around 10 months, you only look about 6-7 months pregnant before you give birth
- The actual birth isn’t too hard, but Bernard is so incredibly proud of you
- He keeps going back and forth between kissing you and the baby
- And of course he cries then too
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gwyns · 8 days
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if i saw gwynriels or eluciens making the same type of posts e/riels do, i and many others in the fandom would be on them so hard. this goes beyond disagreements over a book series, these are serious things that could have real life repercussions
all e/riels are spineless cowards. if they actually cared about people and were feminists like they claim, they'd denounce those within their circle who send rape and death threats to people but no, they think it's more important to go after fictional characters for words the author made them say
they're not real fucking people. the real people are getting the most vile shit sent to them by your fandom and you don't give one fuck about it. stop pretending. i'd rather you all just go mask off and admit you tolerate this behavior because they're all your fandom has left and you don't want to have to own up to being wrong. then i could give you the littlest bit of respect because you were at least honest but instead you choose to go around and get upset and start up a crusade on behalf of fictional characters. well, congratulations! elain is safe and coddled in your little fantasy world
but where's your compassion and empathy for the people who have to manage their mental health while getting told they're worthless and should get raped, beaten and die? does that sit well with your soul? do you feel proud when you see this? if you answer yes to any of this, i suggest doing some serious self reflection
i genuinely hope you all get the help and love you need because it's clear as day you've been deprived of both your entire lives
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hi hi! I’m a little too embarrassed to go off anon, but
thanks for writing the König ick posts, they actually motivated me to clean my room after a couple months of not being able to bring myself to do it. also, I just like your takes on König, it makes him feel real - like, absolutely, we all have weird little quirks and his icks you write make me so happy. so… thanks again!
Okay so that's really a big reason why I make the ick posts. I make them because I find that the imperfections in people are what make me love them more.
With my boyfriend, it's when he's being stubborn and difficult that I realize I love him. Mostly because I think to myself that the only reason I put up with this BS is because I love him.
So, when writing König, I see so many people make him either too soft (he's essentially the same rank my grandfather was in the navy, and nothing about that man was soft) or too horrific (which I do think he has an incredibly twisted moral compass, but I can't imagine him losing his self-discipline and hitting his partner out of rage). He's just a weird, eccentric gremlin man.
In high ranks in the military, they can't indulge their inner goblin like everybody else. They need to be... Creative. And I think König is very, very creative. He also definitely watches other soldiers fuck up before he intervenes just to watch them suffer. He is absolutely a shitter.
Like, having dealt with military people who are very highly ranked, they are not externally monsters but they would never make it to their rank by expressing softness (or any form of weakness). So when you're writing König, I really focus on figuring out how the human weirdness comes out in a way that would still be acceptable in the military.
The military might frown on him crying, but will they frown on a man for reading books and going camping? No. Instead, they'll politely ignore the fact that he's reading upside down in his chair and his form of camping is a wilderness survival gauntlet.
The military makes monsters of men, but it can't take the human aspect out of the monster. It just sometimes comes out in weird ways.
OH ALSO
Congratulations on cleaning! As someone who also struggles, just know that my heart goes out to you. Being a human is super hard, but I'm proud of you for working to be better!!!
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I’ve been loving your IWTV stuff but I haven’t watched the show or read the books. What is it about Anne Rice’s writing that makes it so insane?
Okay, I'm going to do a relatively long post probably.
First off, I want to make it clear that my love of her writing is completely unironic. I genuinely think that she is great. So I do want to lay that down because it's foundational to everything else I'll say.
Her writing is insane for a few reasons. The most basic of these reasons is that, I really think that she was intrinsically out of step with contemporary standards of mental wellness. On the other hand, I am not convinced she was as chemically or... neurologically?... insane as she's generally described. She had a lot of Experiences and those experiences fed into a perception of the world that is notable and characteristic, if borderline indecipherable, and it comes through in what she produced.
These books are steeped in very real trauma, and very real trauma that the world directly rewarded her for experiencing. I'm not sure if the rawness of that trauma was why she was so brazen about exposing it in IWTV, but whatever the reason, "story about how my child died and my marriage can't survive and I can't see any reason for living" made Anne Rice a bona fide recognizable author and commercial success. If "vampires are made from trauma", well consider that metaphor to have carried into the real world. Vampires did in fact give Anne Rice power and wealth (and furthermore, I'd argue, for her, they became essentially household gods).
There's that post that goes around about how Van Gogh made his best work (and really most of his work, period) when he was most stable. I'd posit that the world told Rice the opposite in explicitly material terms, and maybe there was a feedback loop there. Hard to say.
She did write shamelessly and almost aggressively. Her writing doesn't feel carefully tailored or polished for "an audience". It rejects many of the patterns you see in modern fiction (despite being wildly influential for several genres!). It highlights patterns you take for granted in other fiction because of how fundamentally it violates them. I'll splice together bits of a conversation I was having in another window:
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me: And I do think that there's an interesting point to be made that the self-infatuation and the people-pleasing actually go hand-in-hand
Because there's a congratulatory aspect to having written something that you know will please other people
Like congratulating yourself ahead of time for the good person that other people are going to tell you that you are
3rd: and that also means you're afraid of writing anything that challenges or stretches the audience
which means you're writing pap
a friend and I were discussing R.F. Kuang whose book Babel was pitched as a 'response' to Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell and ... is not only not in the same league as that book but isn't even playing the same sport
This wasn't us discussing Anne Rice at all, she just feels relevant to it. We're getting increasingly streamlined stories which hit the "right" beats, but they're unsatisfying because they have no authentic skeleton. Why do people still respond to Toy Story but Inside Out is nearly forgotten? I despised Inside Out on its release because it perfunctorily landed all of its beats, but it's only pretending to have something to say. What it does pretend to say is... palatable. But it isn't interesting. It won't change you and it won't inspire a change in you, or give you the material to change yourself.
I go back to this comment over and over by @fofoqueirah because it's genuinely perfect. Peerless distillation:
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But people often genuinely cannot write this way! It's overly revealing. We reflexively balk. How or why she didn't is hard to say, but it's gallingly, often horrifyingly, unapologetic. It's unapologetic for things it should probably be apologetic for.
Anyway, her writing is also maddeningly inconsistent, book-by-book, page-by-page, paragraph-by-paragraph, but it's thrilling in part due to its inconsistency. But when it's on, it's so fucking on. However, it's not didactic in any comprehensible way. There are quotes about how she trusted her meaning to come through in the end, which is hilarious because...?? I think you can derive more thematic meaning from a random pattern than you can from these books!! These books are less thematically straightforward than nonsense!
And she herself would regularly dump comments and lore and various things which made it all even weirder. God, I don't even feel like I'm scratching the surface here.
This woman had some kind of relationship with power, capitalism, BSDM, gender, family, religion, brain-eating, and dolls and God help us because she tried to tried to explain it to us and held back nothing and some times you're still. just. a wee babe in the woods.
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