monchevy6

[soggypotatoes]

I see so many posts abt loving to be a hater but honestly!! I love to be a lover!! it's so fun!! I love loving songs that I don't think are particularly "good", songs that are unpopular in my circles that my friends make fun of me for liking.. I love enjoying the company of people others don't like, even if I know I wouldn't like them if I were rationally making a decision about it.. I think all people are interesting to talk to, and I love that! I love finding things to like in everything. idk man. people see this attitude as dumb or naive, but I'm fully aware of everything bad in the world. I just find life a lot easier to live if I love everything I can

[hamiltonells]

ALWAYS ~ JUDE BELLINGHAM

[sort of based of this request! so thank you for request. please let me know what you think! always welcome to criticism, also let me know if you would like a series based or this little family! 🍓]

[SUMMARY: being soon to be parents is hard especially being so young as well, but Jude and y/n takes everything in their stride]

[WARNINGS: fluff, smut, morning sickness? not edited, swearing spelling mistakes? ]

You’re feet shuffled across the cold kitchen flooring as you soothed your bump with one hand and held a tub of Ben and Jerry's ice cream in the other, Your seven -month bump slightly peaking out of Jude’s shirt.

“Are you still okay for tomorrow, beautiful?” Jude’s voice reaches out over the FaceTime call, as you sitback down on the sofa and put the blanket over your bump.

With Jude being in Madrid, it was decided that you would have dinner at his parents' house in England. Due to your frequent travels between England and Madrid, you rarely have the opportunity to spend time with his family, especially with his mother being in the middle.

you placed the laptop on your lap during the ongoing FaceTime call with Jude, “Yeah all good jude, what time is your flight back” your voice grew tired with every sentence you speak.

“flight is about four in the morning will get back home at seven”Jude's voice making you grow even more tired and relaxed.

You knew it was difficult for Jude to balance being at the top of the football world and being a father at just twenty years of age, but he never complained about it once

It was unexpected for you to become pregnant, and it came as a surprise since you are only nineteen and Jude is twenty years old, but you both took it as your little blessing.

"Is my little one okay? It seems like she's wearing Mommy out" Jude's voice echoes through the FaceTime call, "we're okay, just tired and the usual sickness," your voice tiredly drawls out.

Since discovering you were pregnant, you have been experiencing severe nausea, even if it was morning or night It felt like a constant battle to keep any food down, and the smell of certain foods would instantly trigger your gag reflex.

"Plus, we miss daddy a lot," you said "fuck,don't do that voice, it turns me on" he added with a rough accent, you tutted “better hurry up home then”

"I'll be back home shortly, my Love," he said in his gentle Birmingham accent.

you was sound asleep when you heard the keys jingle in the door, the door open and Jude's footsteps slowly and carefully plodding up the stairs.

You hear Jude carefully open the door to the bedroom where you both share. As you shuffle yourself up to sit against the headboard, you reach for the switch to switch on the lamp, and you switch it on.

"What are you doing awake?" Jude's tired voice broke the silence of the room. You turned to see him rubbing his eyes, looking disheveled and exhausted.

"I missed you, heard you trying to be quiet" you admitted "I'm sorry, I just didn't want to disturb you" he replied, a sheepish smile on his face.

"You could never disturb me. I always want to hear your voice." you said softly, Moving to swing your legs out of bed holding your pregnant belly as you trying to ignore the persistent pressure on your bladder.

You sigh, knowing you have to get out of bed to relieve yourself.

“oi what you doing, let me help” Jude’s voice fills your ears, as he rushes to be by your side, you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you, supporting your weight.

As he presses a soft kiss to your head, Your loving Jude gently helps you out of bed and guides you to the bathroom, making sure you don't trip over your own feet.

Once you’ve emptied your bladder, you get back into bed with a kiss on the cheek from Jude.

You snuggle into the bed sheets, Jude’s bare back now facing you as he’s rambling on about something with his toothbrush in his mouth, you don’t realise your eyes have started to close until you feel the bed dip beside you.

“Sorry baby, didn't mean to wake you again” Jude whispered as he pulled the duvet over the pair of you, with your back facing Jude he slides his arms around you and on to your bump.

"I love you and we both missed you," you murmur softly in response to him, you feel him snuggle into your neck as he presses a soft kiss there.

“hey Jobe”you slightly laugh out his name as he opens the door only to be thrown into a headlock by his own brother, the pair of them shuffling into the living room as they play fight with each other.

You shut the front door and clean your feet on the doormat before untying your shoelaces and removing your shoes.

You enter the living room and see the two brothers sitting on the sofa with a sour expression and Denise giving them a look.

"Y/n, lovely seeing you again” Denise greets you warmly as she glances up and sees you standing in the doorway “you look amazing, not long left now” she hugs you as you smile and look down, “thank you Denise” you gushed as you sat in between Jude and Jobe.

“only a couple more months left, did Jude show you the scan pictures” you continued.

"Yeah, he did," she replied with a smile. "They're amazing, aren't they? I can't believe how much the baby has grown already."

"I know, it's incredible," you said, excitement evident in your voice. "I can't wait to meet him or her."

"As long as they don't look like Jude, they will be alright" Jobe joked “You’re literally like a mini Jude, Jobe” You laughed as you put your hand onto Jude’s thigh.

“It's nice to know that I can actually grow a beard at the moment" Jude mumbles to himself, but loud enough so that Jobe can hear, "you call that a beard" Jobe laughs as he’s dodging Jude's kick.

As Denise calls all of you over for dinner, Jude gets up first to assist you up, putting one hand on your back as he guides you over to the dinner table, he sits next to you his hand on your thigh.

Mark, Jude’s dad is sat across from you, making slight conversation as you start eating your food.

As you took another bite of your food, your stomach churned you felt a wave of nausea wash over you, you reach out to take a sip of your water to hopefully wash it down.

But as the night went on, the feeling only got worse, your hand went straight over your mouth mumbling your apologies as you rush through the house to get to the bathroom.

He trails behind you, apologizing to his family before heading to the bathroom to assist you, gently rubbing circles on your back as you lean over the toilet, feeling him gather your hair up in his hands.

“you okay baby?” His voice soothing you, you lean back into him breathless as the embarrassment washes over you.

”Jude, I am deeply embarrassed. Your mother and your entire family are under the impression that I became sick because of the meal she cooked.“You convey your concern by covering your face with your hands.

“she doesn’t think that, don’t be stupid they know your struggling with your pregnancy” Jude tries to calm your down by wrapping his arms around your shoulders as you both sit in the bathroom floor.

“You okay y/n?” Denise’s worried voice makes you look up, as you see her standing in the doorway “she’s okay mum, bit tired though I think” Jude answers for you as he puts a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I'll set up Jude's room for you both, and maybe it'll be best if you stay overnight, I'll bring some lemonade up to help it helped my morning sickness with Jobe" Denise smiles at you .

In a pair of shorts and an old shirt, you lay on the bed of Jude's old bedroom, covered in the familiar smell of his old clothes.

Jude is right next to you, scrolling through his phone on his lap with his hand on your inner thigh as he softly squeezes it, as he as he speaks with Jobe who is laying across the end of the bed, who is also scrolling on his phone.

"How much longer do you have left?" Jobe asks quietly as you open your eyes to his voice. "Just a little over a month, why are you excited, Uncle Jobe?" you playfully respond.

he just hums to your question, focusing back on whatever was on his phone.

The next thing you notice is Jude placing his phone on his bedside table, and then shuffles over and settles his head on your chest while his hands go straight to shirt to lift it up, his hands go to your bump to soothe it.

In your hands, you are gentle touching the ends of his hair gently twisting it and reaching to his scruffy beard gently scratching it as he hums softly to.

When he presses a soft kiss against your bump, your unborn baby gives him a small kick as they responds to his kisses

“Did you feel that?” Jude’s face snaps around to face you as he realizes what has happened “yeah, going to be like there daddy” you smile as you stroke his cheek.

“what? let me feel, move Jude” Jobe says as he rushes to your side and he places his own hand on your bump he pushes Jude's hands away as he presses his own against the bump.

“Jobe, fucking hell it's my kid.” Jude leans down for a for a kiss before getting up and making his way to the bathroom. You giggle as you see Jude's scrunched up face as he gets up and goes to the bathroom.

you’ve just gotten into bed when Jude come in with a glass of water and places it on your bedside table, “mum says goodnight” you hum to answer him while tugging him down to yourself.

"Careful," he laughs as he catches himself on his hands as he's above you, your hands go around his neck as you press a kiss to his lips.

His laughter fades into a soft sigh as he leans in for another kiss, his lips meeting yours once more before he puts his face into your neck and presses a few light kisses.

“You have a good day, baby?” He mumbles into the crook of your neck “the best thank j” you the nickname you call him slides off your tongue easily.

Jude hums“I love you so bloody much”

“I love you more” you giggle even more when be nips your neck.

He seals your lips together once more, using his knees to spread your thighs a bit further apart for him as he spreads them apart.

In the midst of your kiss, he lets out a breathy moan, courtesy of the fingers which are holding his face, interrupting your kiss with a breathy moan.

Jude utilizes the chance to break away and snag a pillow from his side of the bed, urging your hips up by tapping the fluffy thing against your side.

your lift your back up, and he settles it under your lower back and bum to prop you up. Fortunately for him, he has had extensive experience navigating the challenges of your pregnant belly.

he grips your shorts and carefully pulls them off, taking your knickers off and softly pressing a kiss to your thigh in the progress.

Settling between your thighs, Jude giggles when you wraps your legs around his hips and tugs him closer.

Jude’s body hovers over yours , love-sick smiles a breath away from meeting each other, and he drags his fingers through your folds, groaning at how slick you’ve become.

“Oh fuck” you whisper into Jude’s ear, biting back a grin as Jude grips his cock with the fingers that had previously been fondling you.

Jude smiles as their chests are pressed together, enjoying the feeling of their stomachs touching while he guides himself into your slit.

Jude hums appreciatively, eyes fluttering shut as he basks in how warm and gooey you are for him. He'd almost forgotten how it felt to have you this desperate for him and his touch.

“Need to be quiet, Jobe next door” he whispered as a moan ripped though your body.

"Oh it's so good darling," he mumbles to you, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. He made a gentle backward slip, pulling the hips back gently as he slipped forward again, his breath stuttering as he dutifully slipped forward once again.

Guiding him, you softly release a moan, lowering one hand to the lower part of his back. With a whisper that tickles his ear, you affirm, "Jude, So so good." Tickled by the sensation, he squirms slightly and responds with a small laugh.

Jude soft with his movements, cautious of the baby between yourself, "made for being wrapped me huh?" And jude thinks nothing ever been truer.

Your arms were made to hold him, youe hands were made for pulling him closer and closer, and your heart was made to completely consume his.

you reached your high before him, rolling your hips up to try and bring him to the edge, grinding down into your heat as his cock twitches and buries deep in your walls.

Jude knows you’re watching his eyes scrunch shut and his gaping mouth curl into a breathy laugh as he comes “sorry baby, too tired for another one” he breathes into your neck.

As you nod and brush the sweaty spots from his forehead to soothe him and just like that, he is already able to feel lighter. He never has to sorry with you, you’ll always be here for him.

[drak3n]

VETERINARIAN!SATORU

CONTENT WARNINGS: fluff, angst, hurt & comfort, loss of a pet, poisoning, smut, breeding kink, talks of pregnancy and children, dad!gojo, this one’s kinda sad but it ends well i promise!!

sena’s note: i was torn between dentist or vet!gojo and then i was like… all animal-loving men can get it and so can gojo.

MINI-SERIES MASTERLIST

➩ VET!SATORU who had studied and graduated abroad, having finished his studies with excellent grades and a bright future ahead of him

➩ VET!SATORU who had a hell lot of patients, and who was aware that over half of them were pets owned by ladies yearning to see the attractive young doc in scrubs, which he couldn’t blame them for

➩ VET!SATORU who never rejected new patients even when his assistants complained multiple times about how overbooked the calendar always was, because to him, all that mattered was to nurse all furry little babies back to health

➩ VET!SATORU who was about to close the clinic one evening, his assistants all having left long ago, just to hear the sounds of faint footsteps rushing to approach the clinic

“please, please help him! i— he’s been poisoned, i couldn’t—”

your sobs were cut off by satoru immediately unlocking the door he had locked seconds ago, and he tenderly took the faint cocker spaniel from your shaking arms. he was barely breathing, and foaming at the mouth.

“miss, try to calm down,” he told you calmly, pointing at one of the chairs in the treatment room when he saw how distraught you were. he would love to cheer you up right now, but time was critical. very much so. “please sit down. i’ll do anything i can.”

you mumbled prayers under your breath as you watched satoru checking your baby’s vitals, injecting apomorphine intravenously to induce vomiting. but it was too late.

➩ VET!SATORU who spent the next few hours in the clinic, watching you break down over your best friend’s loss as you fondled and kissed him, unable to let go; who despite loving his profession so dearly, couldn’t help but loathe it at times like these

➩ VET!SATORU who felt incredibly guilty watching you leave with the unmoving body of your senior dog’s in your arms after you told him you’d be burying him in your parents’ house garden

➩ VET!SATORU who couldn’t really sleep after that, his mind occupied with the images of you desperately trying to save your pawed friend and who grieved the loss of a companion from your teenage years

➩ VET!SATORU who took in two puppies who had been left in a box in front of the clinic, both pretty shades of brown, one of which had the same slightly curled fur as the dog that had slipped from his fingers and he had failed to save

➩ VET!SATORU who walked into the clinic one morning, greeting all waiting patients and their owners enthusiastically, just to pause when he sighted you standing at the counter

➩ VET!SATORU who called you inside first and watched through shaded glasses as you handed him a bag, your eyes dampening when you stared at the table your dog had taken his last breath on

“i forgot to thank you for your services and how you tried everything to save him,” you said softly, voice wavering, “i will pay for it before leaving, i just wanted to give you this.” he swiftly shook his head no, hesitantly accepting the bag to take a look inside. it was a box of chocolates and a bag of dog treats.

“these were his favorites,” you pointed out, chuckling nostalgically, “used to gobble them up like there was no tomorrow. i figured that the other girls and boys who come here might want to try what my boy loved.”

➩ VET!SATORU who excused himself for a second and returned with two tiny pups in his arms who wagged their tails at the charming young man, watching the way your eyes lit up at both of them

“some vile person just abandoned them in front of the clinic. they resemble your baby, don’t you think? i was going to keep both because i never give any animal away, but if you—”

“yes, absolutely!”

you carefully accepted one of the pups, cooing softly when it yipped and snuggled into your touch. satoru just smiled when you then stared at the other pup, seeing the obvious resemblance between them.

“i wouldn’t want to seperate them, though.”

he fell in love with you at that very moment.

“this little, handsome buddy is welcome to come and visit his lovely sister anytime.” he was happy that he finally got to see you smile and laugh.

➩ VET!SATORU who knew that you were the one when he saw you tending to your new pup with the utmost care, always eager to learn more about how how to handle and raise a puppy correctly

➩ VET!SATORU who already had a little family with you, because was there anything more intimate and sweet than having pets together? — but who couldn’t help but wish to have children with you as well

➩ VET!SATORU who was thrilled to find out the feeling was mutual

“wha— you’re off the pill?”

satoru was in the middle of fucking into you skillfully when you confessed it to him. you whimpered at his sudden lack of movement, nodding bashfully. “i know this is not the right time, but—,” you babbled, taking his hand to guide it to your lower belly, “‘m ready, satoru.”

his mind wandered to you swollen with your beautiful kids, tits leaking with your nourishing, sweet milk and face gifted with a natural pregnancy glow — not that you needed it.

“cum inside, ‘toru,” you whined against the pretty veterinarian’s kisses in-between his hips snapping against yours, “make me a mommy. gimme all of it.”

there was no way in hell that satoru wasn’t going to knock you up after this. and put a pretty little ring on your finger, of course.

➩ VET!SATORU who knew he had all he wanted as he saw you walk into the clinic a year later to visit your husband with your tiny babygirl on your arm, a spitting image of her father, and your two former pups on a leash, now grown in size as they wagged their tails wildly upon seeing the tall man in scrubs

➩ VET!SATORU who wondered if you’d say yes to a second child…

[joonsmagicshop]

Needy

Summary: Your mother asks why you haven't given her grandbabies. You tell her you are not ready for that yet but it turns out Yoongi likes the idea very much

Paring: Yoongi/Reader

Word Count: 5K

Rating: M/18+

Tags: Boyfriend Yoongi, Mother daughter relationship that kind of sucks, needy subby Yoongi, soft Dom reader, dirty talk, reader calls him kitten and baby boy, jerking off, sucking off, pregnancy kink, flirting, second hand embarrassment, Yoongi can't get his erection to go down so reader helps, deep throating, face fucking.

Authors Note: The horny demon possessed me again.

Also this picture 🔥🔥🔥

“Yoongi there is a spot right there!” You say

“Can’t park in front of a fire hydrant babe.” He replies, eyes scanning the street

“Okay, what about there!”

“Park next to a Tesla? Absolutely no way.” He says, turning down a side street, eyes still focused trying to find the right parking spot.

“Yoongi please can we just pick a spot?” You ask balancing the meat and cheese tray you brought on your lap and scanning the street.

He smiles at you and turns the car down another street and you see you are getting further away from your parent’s house.

“Or are you being picky because you don’t want to go?” You ask with a teasing tilt to your voice which has Yoongi placing a hand over his heart in mock hurt.

“How dare you Y/N. You know I love going to these extravagant giant parties your mom holds.” He jokes as he turns down another street and begins to search for more parking.

You roll your eyes but can’t help the smile that appears on your face.

“Not sure why you are complaining Yoongs my mom looooves you.” You tease as he scowls and finally finds a spot that seems good enough for him to park his sleek black car into

You can’t help but laugh at his reaction.

But what you said was true.

You had been dating Yoongi for a year now and your mom absolutely adored him. She doted on him whenever he came over and always reminded him how he was her favorite son-in-law (he was her only son-in-law as it was just you and your brother as her kids)

Her relationship with you was much more…complex.

She was a perfectionist in everything she did and while it was impressive it could also be annoying when she expected everyone to be just like her.

You, being the only daughter meant she often criticized you, wanting you to be as perfect and ladylike as her.

This perfectionism shone during her parties. Your mom loved to host parties. Every small gathering got blown out of proportion so she could throw a massive get-together. She would go all out with decor and found herself happiest when she was planning something.

Your grade eight graduation was supposed to be a small gathering of family and it turned into a block party.

Your high school grad was worse as she tried to invite your whole class which you shut down real quick.

You took out your phone and frowned to see your brother finally respond to your text about the party.

“Michael is out. Says his wife and kid have food poisoning.” You say to Yoongi as he finally gets the car in the spot and throws it into park.

You grumble and type back a message as Yoongi chuckles beside you.

“Can’t we tell your mom we have it too?” He jokes as you lightly smack his arm and undo your seatbelt to step out of the car.

Yoongi follows suit and comes around to your side of the car, ever the gentleman holding out his hand so he can help you over the grass which is still slightly damp from yesterday’s rain storm.

It didn’t help you were wearing three-inch heels and a flowy pale blue sundress with small flowers embroidered on it.

You struggled to balance the huge tray of food as Yoongi grabbed your elbow to help steady you over the grass.

“So who are we celebrating again? Alessa and Jonathan right?” He asks pushing his soft brown hair away from his face and smiling down at you.

“Yeah it’s their second child so my mom thought to throw a small gathering.” You say snickering as you walk past the parade of cars that have taken over the whole subdivision.

“Ah, so a small gathering with your cousin’s closest friends got it!” Yoongi teases.

You finally make your way to the driveway and look up in time to see the door being thrown open by your mother who is standing there in a soft white sundress, her hair was curled in her signature style and she had her hands on her hips as you approached.

“Hey, mom.” You say leaning in for a sideways hug as you don’t want to knock the tray in your hands.

“Oh honey, what is with the hair up hmm?” She says signaling to your ponytail which was hanging down your back.

“This is a party I thought you’d wear your hair down for once.” She says with a frown as you fight the urge to roll your eyes.

Before you can respond her eyes land on Yoongi.

“Oh let me take a look at my handsome son-in-law!” She squeals as she wraps Yoongi in a hug and you bite back your laugh as she grabs his arm and brings him into the house.

You head to the kitchen and set the tray down amongst all the food as you hear your mom talking Yoongi’s ear off in the dining room.

You pull out your phone to respond to your brother’s text as you let your mom talk to Yoongi.

Once you decide Yoongi has suffered enough you slip your phone back into your purse and walk to the dining room to loop your arm through his.

He shoots you a grateful look as your mom is still chatting, oblivious to the whole thing.

“Mom, where is Alessa? I have a small gift for her.” You ask cutting your mom off her tangent as her eyes finally lock on yours.

“Oh I didn’t even see you come over dear Yoongi and I were just chatting oh… well of course let's get you to the party girl!” Your mom giggles as she leads you out the sliding door and to the expansive backyard.

Yesterday’s rain luckily blew through in time for today to be beautiful. The sky was bright blue with small whispy white clouds scattered throughout. The air was warm with a slight breeze that ruffled your dress as you walked over to the gazebo where the party was being held.

The party girl in question was your cousin Alessa who was lounging on a chair by the pool which your parents opened early for the party.

It was heated anyway so it didn’t matter that it wasn’t blistering hot outside people were enjoying it regardless.

Luckily for you (and Yoongi) someone grabbed your mom’s attention and she was off before you even had a chance to say another word to her.

“We could leave right now and no one would know,” Yoongi mutters in your ear as you shake your head and head over to Alessa.

“Hey!” You greet her as you take in her appearance. She is wearing a flowy red dress and her hands are wrapped around her stomach instinctively, her husband Jonathan waves from the pool where he is teaching their four-year-old daughter how to swim.

“Hi! Oh, I’m so sorry I seriously can’t get up right now your mom had me greeting like fifty different people and I’m exhausted.” She tells you as she swings her legs over the side of the lounge chair to side sideways and you wrap her in a hug.

Your cousin Alessa is three years older than you and absolutely glowing. Her first pregnancy was rough on her so when she announced she was pregnant again the family worried about her. Luckily this time around she seemed to have a much easier time and you were happy about that.

Yoongi shot her a small wave as you dug through your purse to pull out the card you got her. She beamed when you handed it over and patted the seat beside her so you could sit down.

Yoongi took the small folding chair next to her and the three of you chatted.

Party music filled the air and the atmosphere was warm and welcoming. You took your time catching up with your favorite cousin as Yoongi listened on nodding occasionally.

Jonathan got out of the pool with Millie on his shoulders and plopped her down right next to her mom. Alessa laughed when Millie climbed on her lap and got her dress soaked with pool water, you scooted over to give the four-year-old some room

“Yoongi good to see you, man.” Jonathan greeted as he patted Yoongi’s back.

“So your mom said this was going to be a small party?” Jonathan said with a grin as his arm swept the area to show how many people turned up.

“I don’t know if they even know it’s for me!” Alessa said with a laugh.

“I don’t mind though good food and good company. I don’t want to be the center of attention anyway. Remember your high school graduation?” She teases as you cover your face with your hands and groan.

Your mom made you wear a bright pink sash that said High School Grad on it and paraded you around the whole party. You were so embarrassed.

“Don’t remind me!” You groaned as Yoongi laughed.

Her ears must have been ringing because suddenly your mom appeared at Jonathan’s side holding a platter of watermelon. She put it down in front of Alessa and smiled at your small group.

“There’s tons of food inside if anyone wants any. Yoongi made a beautiful meat and cheese tray.” Your mom gushes as you fight the urge to once again roll your eyes.

“Actually Y/N made that. I was working late last night so didn’t have a chance to help.” He corrects as you look up at him with a small smile on your face.

“Yoongi you work too hard! Always these late nights! Make sure you take care of yourself too. Don’t want to overwork.” Your mom comments as you reach for a piece of watermelon ignoring the way she didn’t say anything about you making the tray.

It doesn’t matter anyway, you stopped trying to get recognition from her years ago.

“And how’s the baby?” Your mom asks turning to Alessa who is sipping a drink and jostling Millie in her arms to get her more comfortable.

“Good! Kicking a lot today but I think it’s just because of the food. I ate that spicy nacho dip.” She says patting her swollen belly.

“Ah yes, when I was pregnant the first time I craved all spicy food all the time. Her brother was a menace with the kicks.” Your mom responds with a teasing smile as she shoots you a look you know all too well.

You brace yourself knowing the words that will come out of her mouth next

The question she has been asking ever since you brought Yoongi home for the first time.

“So Y/N when are you giving me grandbabies?” She asks turning to face you and staring between you and Yoongi.

Poor Yoongi had never experienced her questioning firsthand and nearly choked on his drink at her words.

You sighed.

“Mom I told you we aren’t ready yet.” You say as you reach for another piece of watermelon hoping she will drop the subject.

“Yes, but honey your father and I aren’t getting younger you know. We want to be grandparents before we pass away!” She says loudly drawing the attention of the crowds standing close by.

Shit.

“I know Mom just not right now okay? I promise you will have grandkids…someday.” You say keeping your answer vague.

“Come on you would look adorable pregnant and we could go shopping and pick out clothes oh! It would be so fun to be a grandmother!” Your mom continues to gush oblivious to your embarrassment and the way Yoongi’s cheeks are stained bright pink and how he won’t stop staring at the floor as if it is the most interesting thing in the world.

“Mom stop! You’re embarrassing Yoongi and I.” You respond trying to cut off her tangent.

“Think of all the money you will save!” Your mom continued, not bothering to listen to what you were saying.

Embarrassment floods your veins as you are stuck in your spot next to your cousin who looks just as horrified as you feel waiting for your mom to stop talking so loud and attracting so much attention.

“Mom stop! Kids are expensive we won’t be saving money.” You hiss standing up trying to get her to stop talking.

Your eyes flick to Yoongi who looks mortified.

“Well yes, but you will be saving money. Protection is so expensive nowadays not having to buy condoms anymore will save you so much money! Plus it will give me grandbabies.” She coos.

You stare at Yoongi in shock as he closes his eyes and buries his hands over his face. You close your eyes and try to think of a way to tell your mom to shut the hell up without sounding so rude.

Your saving grace comes in the form of your father who enters the scene and whispers something in your mom’s ear shutting her up instantly.

“Oh, my friend Melanie is here! Oh, I must go say hi I haven’t seen her in over two months!” She exclaims as she quickly turns and hurries to the front door to greet her friend.

You are still frozen in shock not daring to look around at the group of people who you feel are staring you down.

“Um wow,” Alessa says breaking the uncomfortable silence as you finally lift your head to see everyone has pretty much moved on and is talking amongst themselves again.

You stare at Yoongi who is a brilliant shade of red and still staring at the floor.

“I have no words. Please tell me that didn’t actually happen. My mom told me not to use protection in front of a crowd.” You whine out as Alessa rubs your back.

“I am so sorry but it did happen. And it was wild.” Jonathan says as you look at Yoongi who is still not saying anything but is squirming in his seat.

“Yoongs you okay?” You ask as he slowly sips his drink and nods at you, still looking super uncomfortable.

Millie decides to wake up at that moment and wants to play so Jonathan takes her out to the grass beyond the patio and pool where lawn games are set up.

Another cousin shows up and the conversation switches to girl talk as you try to push down your embarrassment from earlier.

After five minutes Yoongi stands and squeezes your shoulder telling you he is going to use the washroom and will be right back.

You stand to give him a peck on the cheek as you sit back down to continue your chat, slowly sipping your drink and people-watching.

You get so lost in the conversation you hardly notice Yoongi isn’t back yet but when Jonathan comes back with Millie you look around to realize Yoongi is nowhere to be seen.

“I’m gonna go inside and grab some food.” You tell your cousins as you push yourself up from the chair and walk over to the sliding door cracking it open and entering the quiet house, the noise from the party instantly muted.

You walk to the bathroom on the first floor to see it is free which means Yoongi must be using the upstairs one.

You kick off your heels as you make your way up the hardwood steps, bare feet silent on the floor.

You see the door is closed and you snicker before lightly knocking.

“Occupied!” Yoongi’s voice rings out as you smile.

“Yoongs it’s me.” You reply and you hear him rush to the door and throw it open. He grabs your arm and drags you inside the bathroom shutting the door with his foot and pinning you up against the vanity.

“Yoongi!” You exclaim as his lips find yours and he kisses you with such passion it steals your breath from your lungs.

His hands are holding your hips steady as he ruts into you, his body pushing against yours with such force the countertop bites into your skin.

“Yoongi baby. What’s going on?” You ask breathless as his lips move down to your neck and begin to suck and bite at the skin. His hands frantically rub your sides as he continues to grind his crotch into you.

“Need you. Fuck need you so bad.” He begs as he pulls the straps of your dress down to get more access to your skin and you throw your head back and moan.

His lips are hot against your skin and he is rutting into you in a way where you can feel the full length of his bulge pressing into your core. His hands grip your hips as he fucks into you with force which has your back arching and moans falling from your mouth.

You are in a lust-filled haze as Yoongi’s fingers trail up the slit in your dress, his fingers teasing the inside of your thighs you are about to open your legs and give him what he wants when you hear the sliding door open downstairs and you freeze.

Someone is in the house.

Yoongi doesn’t seem to hear it as he sucks a harsh mark on your neck and you put your hands on his chest to push him back as you hear footsteps downstairs.

“Yoongs we have to stop so-someone is in the house.” You say breathless as he finally looks up at you and you gasp.

His eyes are blown wide and so dark they are almost black. His tongue darts out to wet his swollen lips and his hair is a mess atop his head.

Yoongi lets out a whine and steps forward as you strain to hear if someone is still in the kitchen downstairs. He brings his head to your shoulder and begins to nuzzle your skin, small moans leaving his mouth.

“Yoongs baby what has gotten into you?” You ask softly petting his hair and trying to flatten it as his tongue darts out to lick at your skin.

“I got hard. So fucking hard so I came up here to see if I could make it go away and it won’t fucking go away.” He whines as he rolls his hips into yours giving you delicious friction against your core.

“And you thought furiously making out with me would make it go away?” You tease as he whines loudly against your skin and continues to rut against you desperately. His body still caging you in as he looks up at you through thick lashes and sticks his bottom lip out in a pout.

“I’m so horny and I tried everything to get it to go down but I’m so fucking hard. I didn’t jerk off because…well it’s weird to jerk off in my girlfriend’s parents’ bathroom but baby I’m so fucking horny. It won’t go away.” He whines softly still pouting as his lips come to find your neck once again and he delivers you soft kisses.

You hear the screen door close and you let out a sigh as you push him back from you once more.

“Yoongs baby what got you so horny? You fucked me last night remember?” You say blushing at the memory of you riding him and how good he felt stuffed inside of you.

“Don’t remind me, please. We want this to go away not get harder.” He begs as he buries his head into your chest and lets out a frustrated sigh.

You let out a soft laugh and rub his back affectionately.

You can still feel his cock pressing against your core and you reach a hand down between your bodies to stroke him. He closes his eyes and bites his lip to keep from moaning.

“What got you so horny Yoongs hmmm? My baby boy usually isn’t so desperate.” You say taking on the dominant role as Yoongi’s body seems to soften into yours.

Even though he likes being dominant you find he equally likes being subby and being your baby boy.

“Please don’t freak out.” He says in a small voice as you remove your hand from his cock to stroke at his hair.

The sliding door opens again downstairs and you continue to comfort him.

“Tell me, baby boy. What has my kitten all worked up?” You ask as he flutters his eyes closed and buries his face into your shoulder whining.

“Talking about you being pregnant. At first, I was horrified your mom would bring it up. But then. Thinking of you. Dripping with my seed. Pregnant with my child. All swollen and big… all because we fucked. And fucking you without a condom. God Y/N.” He whispers out as he starts to rut his hips into you again, pushing his cock into your hip and making you bite back a moan.

He ruts against you as you stroke his hair and give him soft kisses to his temple.

“I need to cum so bad, I don’t think my cock is ever going to go down.” He whimpers as he holds you steady and continues to grind against you. His greedy hands rubbing at the bare skin of your arms.

“So you have a pregnancy kink?” You question as he stills his movements to look up at you with lust-blown eyes.

“Yes? No? I don’t know I just know the thought of fucking you, filling you with my cum is making me painfully hard. Help. God, please touch me. Please do something. I can’t go back to the party like this.” He whines desperately as he captures your lips in a heated kiss.

His body is flushed against yours and his hands trail up and down your arms. You feel your core throb at his words as he continues to grind his hips into yours harder, desperate to seek some relief for his aching hard-on that is still trapped in his tight pants.

You part your legs to give him some room and he slots his bulge perfectly against your core. You let out a whine against his lips when he grinds into you frantically, practically humping your leg in the process.

“Want me to jerk you off baby boy? Make you cum around my fist?” You ask as he nods and bites his lip.

You pull away to reach between your bodies to undo the button of his jeans. When you slide the zipper down and open his pants his swollen cock quickly fills up the space and you tease the head of his cock with the tip of your finger.

“Wanna fuck you. God, please let me fuck you.” He begs out as his eyes start to water with desperate tears.

“Do you have a condom? We both aren’t ready for kids yet.” You remind him as you pull his pants down to his ankles and see his cock straining against the dark material of his tight boxers.

You let your fingers dance against his hard shaft and he whines.

“No, I forgot to replace the one in my wallet. I wanna fuck you so bad.” he almost cries.

You’ve seen Yoongi desperate before, usually when you are edging him or having him tied up but you have never seen him desperate like this.

His eyes are wide and tearful and his teeth are biting into his lip. His hands are still grabbing at your arms tightly and he looks on the verge of insanity.

“I know baby boy. I know you want to fuck me but we don’t have a condom so we can’t.”

He lets out a whine as tears slip from his eyes.

“How about I suck you off yeah? Get some of that tension out then when we get home I’ll let you fuck me however you want. With a condom on though. Okay, kitten?” You coo as he nods and you finally pull down his underwear.

What a sight his cock is.

Hard and leaking precum the head is red from the lack of attention and his shaft is twitching slightly.

He groans when you finally wrap a hand around it and you shush him with a giggle.

“You have to be a good Kitten and not make a sound okay? The whole party doesn’t need to know how desperate my baby boy is and how hard his cock is. God Yoongs your so fucking hard for me.” You whisper as you circle his cock and he buries his face on your shoulder to muffle his noises.

You jerk him slowly focusing on the head of his cock as Yoongi moans and whines into your shoulder. He is steadily leaking pre cum and you can feel how pent up he is by how his cock is throbbing in your hand.

“You have to be good now and don’t make noise. I’m gonna suck you off okay kitten. Be good for me yeah?” You ask as Yoongi nods and you sink to the floor sucking at the tip and making his eyes roll in the back of his head and his hips shoot forward.

You jerk his cock in tandem with your mouth and Yoongi is doing everything in his power to stay quiet. Your mouth feels so good against his aching shaft and he can’t help but curl his toes against the tile floor when you take him deep.

Your nose presses against his pubes and he lets a filthy moan slip from his lips. You pull back immediately and look up at him, stilling your movements and driving him to insanity.

“Please don’t stop, please. Y/N I’m so hard it hurts I need to cum please.” He begs out as tears slip down his cheeks.

You lap at the tip of his cock again making him shove his fist in his mouth to keep from screaming. His hands come to tangle in your hair as he forces himself to breathe through his nose and not wildly fuck your throat.

Your hand leaves his shaft to play with his balls which are swollen and begging to be touched. Your hand comes up to fondle them and Yoongi throws his head back as a stifled moan leaves his mouth.

You can feel your own arousal slick on your thighs as you watch Yoongi inch toward orgasm as you work him harder.

You grin against his cock and wrap your fingers around his shaft again. You deep-throat him down and Yoongi lets out a choked moan as he shoves his fingers in his mouth.

“Tell me Yoongs what do you want baby boy?” You ask pulling off from him and resting your head on his shaky thigh.

“Wanna fuck your throat. Please Y/N, please. I’m so close. It hurts. Please I wanna cum” He begs as you obey and suck him back into your mouth and keep your head steady.

His hands come to brace your head and he begins to fuck into your mouth. Softly at first to get you used to the feeling and then he starts to pick up the pace.

He fucks into your mouth harshly as his hands grasp at your hair making your scalp sting. He is trying his best to stay quiet above you as you open your throat wider and tears cloud your vision as he chokes you with his cock.

“Please Y/N, please. I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum. Ohmygod please.” he cries out as he continues to harshly fuck your mouth and you open it wider.

He wails and cums down your throat as you swallow all he gives you.

You keep your nose pressed against his pubes as you swallow him down and soak in the noises he is making above you, somewhere between a groan and a sob as he slows his thrusts.

You take your time pulling off his softening cock and you lick his cockhead clean before standing up on shaky legs to stare at Yoongi.

His hair is a sweaty mess and his eyes are still blown wide. His lips are bruised from all the biting and he looks blissfully fucked out.

“Thank you thank you thank you.” He praises you as he brings his hands up to cup your cheeks and kisses you softly. You can feel the relief radiating off of him.

“Feel better Kitten?” You mutter against his lips as he pulls back and nods suddenly looking shy.

“You are so good to me. God how did I get so lucky.” He praises you as he strokes your hair and continues to pepper kisses on your lips and cheeks.

“I’m the lucky one Yoongs.” You respond as he pulls away and fixes his wild hair.

Your arousal is leaking down your thighs and you grimace when you feel it.

“What’s wrong baby?” He asks as you reach for some toilet paper to get yourself cleaned up.

“Seeing you like that got me all wet. Just gotta get cleaned up kitten.” You say slowly cleaning between your legs.

“I can take care of that you know.” He reminds you with a smirk as you softly smile at him.

“I know you can Kitten but we have been gone from the party long enough because my baby boy was a needy little thing and needed to fuck my throat to feel better.” You remind him as he buries his face in your neck and whines.

“Don’t. Y/N please dont we just got my cock to soften.” He begs as you let out a small chuckle.

“Sorry, Yoongi. I’ll save it for later. Now come on we gotta go back or people will get suspicious.” You say grabbing his hand and exiting the bathroom.

“We could just leave… you know. Take care of things now?” He teases you with a lift of an eyebrow and wink as you smack his arm softly and lead your boy back out to the sunshine and the party.

[rendezvouz-fling]

Astro Observations #15

• People with Virgo 4H tend to have very critical parents/step parents who are constantly worrying about everything, even things they can’t control. The native might’ve also grown up with the “Clean the house every Saturday” rule.

• Those uncles/grandpas who always give you money and say “Don’t tell your mother” mainly have Sagittarius/Taurus placements!

• Virgo sun-Virgo moon little sister who gets spoiled without asking 🤝 Pisces sun-Aquarius moon older sister who always gets told “No” when she asks for something.

• Most singers who are known for singing sexual songs have an Earth/Fire Mars! E.g. Prince (Aries Mars), Ginuwine (Virgo Mars), Jeremih (Leo Mars), Vanity (Taurus Mars), etc…

• They’re also the types to use moans/giggling or indistinguishable talking in the background!🌚

• Aries moon-Aquarius moon duos are the best friends who are each other’s ride or die and won’t tolerate others talking shit about their best friend!

• Aries moon especially can get very defensive about their best friends.

• Capricorn suns with Gemini moons and Libra risings are the ones who always offer to do your hair, sometimes make up too but they’ll mess up and laugh at how hideous they made you look 😭 anddd they love watching YouTubers that play pranks on each other! They also have very contagious laughs.😂

• In addition to that, they were the types to be watching Ar’mon & Trey, Queen Naija & Chris Sails, Jazz&Tae, TAYLOR GIRLZ, etc…😭

• Water placements especially Water suns are the types to play the piano anywhere! They’ll literally go to people’s houses just to play on it or you can find them playing it in church after the mass.🧐

• Sagittarius moons are the biggest hype people out here!! If you’re into music, they won’t even care that it’s really loud or that your neighbors might complain. They’re the people who’ll tell you to turn it even louder and they encourage you to follow your dreams.😩💞

• Taurus placements are the types to walk into stores even though they’re not going to buy anything they just like to look around and either complement or critic stuff lol.

• 10H suns 🤝 somehow getting their ways with things/people.

• Detective, self-conscious Scorpio mercury mother 🤝 blunt careless Aries mercury daughter.

• Capricorn venus people tend to get hurt a lot especially when younger, that’s why most times they prefer to takes things slow and build a bond first before they start letting you swoop them off their feet.

• Air moons/risings might agree to a lot of things because they just can’t say no in fear of people not liking them anymore.

• Earth moons are the most forgiving hands down. ✋🏽

• When a very reserved yet sweet Scorpio moon tells you they really love talking to you, you mentally stimulate them and they just don’t want to make fools out of themselves thinking they might be doing the most around you. THAT is when you know you’ve won them over.😮‍💨

• Guys with Cancer sun/moon/mercury and Leo mars will literally be the sweetest souls you’ll ever meet!! They’re also very funny, will let you know how beautiful they think you are anddd will try to include you in almost everything!

• They’re also into sports specifically basketball!

• People with Aries venus in composite love to try and impress their partners lol. Literally the girls that run faster when their boyfriend/crush is watching them from afar.

• People who have the same tempers as their moms might share the same element or a compatible sign with their mothers in their risings in their Ascendant persona chart! E.g. My mom’s an Aries mars and I’m an Aries mercury and in our ascendant persona charts I’m a Leo rising and she’s an Aries rising!✨

• Having Water mars-Fire mars parent combos really make you tough!😭

• Aries sun friends are the types to let you live with them for as long as you need!❤️

• 5H suns are so comic! You guys kill me😩😂

• Pisces suns be writing romantic stories/poetry!

• Capricorn sun-Water moon relatives are the types to financially help their families. My eldest uncle is a Cap sun-Pisces moon and he literally got a job at 17-18 just so his 5 siblings wouldn’t have to worry about not having enough to eat and that has to be the most thoughtful thing ever!🥺 Cap placements in general don’t get as much recognition for their generosity as they should!!🤎

[jwanniie]

The hoop to my heart!

Summary: your coach was always harsh on you, but behind that tone there were deeper feelings…

Pairings: basketball player and coach Yunjin x basketball player fem reader!

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: virgin reader, p in v, unprotected sex, reader implied to have some family issues, reader mentions their grandma, slightly mean Yunjin, not proofread and just smut and slight angst!

Wish you could just punch that stupid smirk off that, good looking face. Her voice, her smile, her attitude, the hold she got on you. Just making you hate her more And more. ”Be faster y/n, how do you think we can win if you keep this snail pace on?” Yunjin complained, you just scoffed and handed the ball to your teammate, walking towards the changing room, too worked out of everything. Your school has been stressful, your mom and dad constantly bickering, basketball competitions coming up, just everything.

Basketball was usually the hobby, you always came to when you felt lonely, sad, stressed or happy. It was your home, but the last months were tough and after the number one player and your coach Yunjin started playing with your team. She couldn’t stop complaining about how you throw the ball, how you hand the ball, AND even how you walk with the ball. It’s like she loves pointing out anything she thinks is “wrong”.

Yeah, she is the coach and she must criticize some stuff, so you can improve and get better, but it’s not like that, it’s only you, you were her problem and you were the only one she criticized. Even her tone when she criticized was bitter and acerbic.

You walked towards the changing rooms tiredly, today’s practice leaving you no energy to use, you quickly unpacked your stuff and decided to shower at home since you don’t want to spend more time at this place. Why did she dislike you this much? Why is she nice to others but you? Thoughts were constantly crossing your mind, or more like questions.

The walk home was peaceful and you needed that the most, the sky dark, the only light in it are the stars. It was nice till you came in front of your house door, The shouting could be heard through the door. You shut your eyes tightly, and took a deep breath before sliding your key in, and twisting the lock.

The door opened and you walked in on your parents in the kitchen yelling at each other. You sighed deeply and didn’t spare them a glance,walking straight to your room.

You just collapsed on your bed. The soft cushions pressing against your face, you grabbed the teddy beside you, that your grandma gave you when you were born and just snuggled it. The aroma of your grandma and the clean bedsheets bringing you comfort and peace. The place you could always come to.

Growing up your family was not the best emotionally, your dad a busy business man and your mom a designer. Both of them traveled a lot and you were left here alone, sometimes you went to your beloved grandmas house, the house that was your real home. Financially your parents were very stable, they had a very good income and a good cash balance. But that didn’t suffice your relationship with your parents emotionally. As well your parents were very strict and made sure you didn’t date anyone, and thats why you have never dated or even kissed anybody.

You suddenly were out of your thoughts and noticed that the loud voices got quieter. You sighed in relief, finally. You were staring at the ceiling blankly, unknowingly drifting to sleep.

You woke up to shouting again, the usual. You were sore from the practice, remembering that you were supposed to shower but you didn’t. You groaned, now you have to shower at morning!

You took a nice hot shower and wore your clothes, you didn’t really like morning showers but this was surprisingly relaxing.

You walked downstairs and grabbed an apple, not wanting to sit in that tensed environment, you decided to eat your apple on the way to school.

You entered the school and immediately walked towards your class, when you were walking you saw Yunjin with bunch of girls, girls she’d probably fuck tonight. Bet she didn’t even know their names.

She gave you a dirty smirk before grabbing one girl for a kiss, during the kiss her eyes never left yours, making sure you see how she is basically eating that girls mouth. You don’t know why but you definitely know that you are not supposed to feel that way, what is it?

Annoyed? No

Furious? No

Jealous? No…Yes

You suddenly catch yourself staring and quickly walk away, at the end you have a class you should go to. You felt slightly embarrassed, you just stared at your annoying coach, Yunjin kissing a random girl. And you feel kinda jealous, but you don’t know why? You hate her so why are you feeling this way? You surely didn’t like her? Did you?

The school day was shit, really shit. You forgot your book and got yelled by your teacher, the milk you bought from the cafe spilled all over your shirt, you got detention for being too “loud” in class. What?!?!?

Now you are sitting in the empty classroom, staring at the wall unimpressed and grumpy. It was one hour which will lead you to be late for the basketball practice, and that means yunjin will yell at you again and the day will just be even more worse.

The one hour felt like 10, but you managed to get out. You were ready to be yelled at by yunjin. But hey! Showing up late is better than not showing up at all.

You carefully walked and you were met by Yunjin, arms crossed, face bored and eyes dark. “You are late!” She stated apathetically, you looked at your feet “I know, I’m sorry” you simply replied.

You didn’t want to hear her response so you hurriedly walked towards the changing room. The practice was even worse than usually, or was it because you had a bad day? Yunjin didn’t let you breathe, the whole time she was just picking on everything you do. The most unnecessary things, “y/n be faster!” “y/n hand the ball properly!” “Y/n don’t walk like that!” And that’s when you snapped, tears running down like a waterfall being unstoppable and eyes becoming red.

You started running to pack your stuff and go.Yunjin was shocked, did she really push you this far? She decided to go check on you, and maybe give you an apology.

She walked on you, and saw you,hair out, nose and cheeks red with tears actively flowing and sniffing constantly. The sight made her heart clench and guilt wash over her.

She approached you slowly and looked at her feet, scared to meet your eyes. “I’m sorry for being harsh on you all the time…I have liked you for a while now and I wanted you to feel anything for me, even if that means hatred” she confessed, you swore your jaw would have dropped to the ground if it could, and your eyes widened.

You don’t know what to say, and were confused because you think you like her but she still used to treat you like shit. You let your inner thoughts win, placing your hands on her cheeks and taking her in a soft kiss.

You opened your eyes and saw her shocked expression, before kissing back. The kiss was so soft and gentle, the hatred and hurt in you flooding away. She placed her hands on your upper back, guiding you to lay on the bench.

Her lips were hungrily over yours, you hardly had time to respond to her. She was kissing you like she had been starved. Her sleeveless arm meeting your silky soft skin. Her hands found their way down to your shirt, you parted your lips and looked her deep into the eyes.

“I’m virgin” you breathed out, after hearing that her expression quickly softened and the hunger and lust in her eyes got replaced with warmth. Her hands left the hem of your shirt, but you were quick to place it again there. “I want it” you uttered, “are you sure baby? I don’t want to make you feel like you have to do this” she questioned, you gave her a reassuring nod and she pecked your lips before her hand slowly slid your shorts down and slid your shirt over your breast and unclasped your bra. She suck in a deep breath before blurting “such a pretty pair”. Her hands found their way, and started massaging them slowly. Earning soft moans from you, the contact from her hands making your panties stick to your folds, wetting your panties. “I need you Yunjin ” you whimpered, her touch way too slow for your liking. She smiled and took a look at the wet patch before moving your panties to the side. Getting a good look at your pretty pussy. Her pants getting way too tight for her, she groaned deeply. She hastily took her pants along with her boxers off, before placing her mushroom tip at your entrance. “Are you ready?” She asked, care visible on her face. You gave the same nod you gave a while ago. She finally pushed in, pussy squeezing her too tightly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, at first you let a gasp of pain, it hurt but the feeling of being full overtaking you.

It was too difficult to move due to your cunt suffocating her deliciously, her whole body was burning with sensation. She placed Open mouth kisses all over your neck and chests. Before her tongue grabbed one of your nipples, her tongue moved professionally around the two breast, moving from one to another. Her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. She made you forget the pain down there by her mouth. Her length started slowly thrusting in and out of you, your cunt sucking her in deeply.

Both of your moans could probably be heard, you didn’t care everyone is gone by now. She continued the ramming in your pussy, the pleasure driving both of you insane.

You were the best fuck she ever had, better than any of those sluts that she fucked every night and couldn’t care less about.

Her tip continued the abuse on your cervix, she was close so close, and she could be cumming any time. You were also very close, the sweet clench you gave her indicating you were close.

Few more slow but harsh thrusts from her and you squirted, your orgasm leaving you exhausted. Her thrusts never slowed down, your pussy now was squishing her even tighter. Clenching and unclenching around her base, she let out a loud deep moan and pounded her liquid into you. The creamy white ropes of fluids painted your walls. Both of you feeling satisfied. She cradled you in her arms and nibbled on your neck gently. “You are my girlfriend now, right?” She asked you. You found the question ridiculous so you decided to give her a peck to answer her curiosity. She smile and returned the peck. “Let’s go shower now!” She demanded, picking you up and taking you to the shower in the changing rooms.

[thesunfyre4446]

OMG I cannot take this anymore, I’m so tired of expressing my opinions on team black and getting backlash for it. TB supporters need to learn to not be so aggressive when it comes to defending their “Innocent” team. I’m not a green supporter either but I find myself sympathising more with those characters because I feel like they have reasons as to why they are what they are.

When I’m watching the show, I find myself disliking Rhaenyra. She constantly complains about being a female but yet she never does a thing to support her cause. In the books, I’ve heard she disinherits Lady Rosby and Lady Stokesworth on account of their genders and gives everything to their younger brothers. I did read the passage on which it says this and it was said that both girls were never named heir but they were the firstborn and is it not Rhaenyra’s movement to show that women can rule?

Back to her not doing anything about it, she does things, not a lot but the stuff she does do is extremely damaging to her image yet she still acts on them impulsively; Going to the street of silk with Daemon which leads to her marriage with laenor WHICH leads to her bastard children. Had she just not gone and not interacted with Daemon, she could have picked what man she got to marry, it didn’t necessarily have to be love but she could of picked one that could perform their duty and she could be friendly with. She could have done this because her father was allowing her to pick which was rare in those days and just further proves that Visery’s would ignore the customs for her.

I truly do agree with Viserys when he mentions that Jeaharys would have disinherited her and I don’t think Rhaenyra realises how lucky she is to have him as a father. She abandoned him for 6 years, knowing he was dying of an illness and only comes back to beg him to get out his bed and put himself in pain to defend her which he does because he loves her. Adding onto this, Rhaenyra expects to come back to kings landing and everyone to just follow her just because she was named heir, she didn’t stay there to prove her worth or anything. She left it for the greens to manipulate and take over and she is mad that she has no allies there when she’s the one the went into hiding. She’s been named heir for around 20 years at this point, most of the men that swore to her are dead and like they said in the show, most of those oaths are stale now.

The greens are definitely more politically savvy than the blacks which is how they gained so much support, had Rhaenyra stayed in the court and worked on making allies and proving her worth to the realm then maybe the Dance wouldn’t have started. Her hiding away in dragon stone also definitely helped the greens to take the throne because had she been in kings landing then she could have known straight away that her father was dead and the greens would have had a harder time getting the throne, but she left it open for the taking and gets mad when it is taken.

Forgive me for all this, I’m just so incredibly annoyed right now.

i completely agree with you, anon. some TB stans are just impossible to talk too. i usually love it when people with different opinions that mine leave comments on my posts, but i've gotten soooo many disgusting and disturbing messages calling me names, being racist, being incredible misogynistic towards alicent and just being very weird and aggressive.

idk it's very weird how personally TB stans take the criticism towards rhaenyra and daemyra. i mean, daemon gr00med and choked her - a lot of people are obvs NOT going to support this couple and find it very problematic.

i'm not a huge rhaenyra fan too . her character is kinda boring for me, she's giving me an overprivileged-rich-soccer-mom vibes. and yeah she def was not politically savvy (part of the reason i dislike her lol) and made a lot of mistakes. i think that rhaenyra is def a product of viserys's bad parenting skills. he never prepared her to rule, always justified and defended her mistakes (i mean, how are you going to grow as a person when your daddy defends everything you do no matter what?) and he gave her a false sense of security.

[uhhidkkenny]

Complex.

Synopsis: Taking over your parents old apartment building didn’t seems so bad. It would definitely need some work to get it into shape but what about the “problem” tenant?

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x fem reader

Word Count :5,626

CW: smut, voyeurism?, sub/dom dynamics, pussy slapping, degrading, oral (m&f), use of daddy, spit kink, explicit language, creampie, dirty talk, let me know if I forgot anything.

Minors DNI

A/n~ first fic so please let me know what you think. Constructive criticism is welcome!🖤

Taking over your parents old apartment building was a lot to deal with. It was a small apartment building. It was only one story and it was inside like a hotel. It definitely had a couple of problems. From fixing up old units, finding some people who would keep up with the maintenance, marketing, getting a contractor to fix the busted up parking lot, it would take some TLC to get the building looking great again for sure. But the worst task was needing to introduce yourself to all the current tenants. Out of the 10 apartments in the building, 7 were already filled. 2 units were occupied by older couples who sent a check in on time every month and didn’t want to be bothered. 1 unit was shared by multiple college girls who are either too drunk to bother anyone or to busy throwing a party to care about anyone else. Another unit is occupied by a younger male who was always out working or traveling. 2 more units were occupied by couples, one was a younger pair that seemed to hate each other, and the others being close to mid thirties who seemed desperate to be inside each others skin. You would soon be occupying one to save yourself money, but it seems that you were going to be neighbors with the man who seemed to leave quite the impression on your parents.

Standing outside of the last apartment, you look at your clip board to read the summary your parents gave you and see that the man who lives here seems to be trouble. Ranging from altercations, not paying rent on time, or just complaining about everything it definitely seemed like he wouldn’t be your favorite. Knocking on his door nervously you begin to wonder if he’s a scary and old man or if he’s some young kid who comes from daddy’s money that just likes chaos. After waiting for what felt like maybe 2 minutes, you turn on your heels to walk away and just deal with the cranky man when he makes trouble again. That is until the door unlocks. Once it creeks open you hear “Can I help you?” Spinning back around you meet the tall, built, beautiful, belligerent man named Toji Fushiguro. Maybe being neighbors with an asshole wouldn’t be so bad.

“Hi I’m y/n. I’m the new landlord and I wanted to introduce myself to the tenants.” you say with a smile holding your hand out. His large hand grabs yours firmly but is gentle as he shakes it. “Toji” he says with a big smirk across his scarred lips. You’re hoping he can’t feel your hands sweating as your eyes meet. “I didn’t think a little girl like you would want to take over this dump” he says finally releasing your hand, leaning his shoulder on the door frame. “Well my parents weren’t able to keep up with the place anymore so I offered to take over.” You say taking a few steps back trying to keep your eyes on his and not rake them over his body. “Well it was nice to meet you y/n. Can’t wait to see you again” He says with that big smirk on his face still as he shuts his door.

You feel a sigh feeling relief roll from your lips. Things went better than planned and now you just have to plan on how to fill the remaining units. It’s only September 3rd so you’ve got time. As you’re walking down the long hall of the building you realize it’s pretty quiet. This is something you hoped for; the apartment building isn’t in terrible shape, the tenants seem decent, and now you’re the owner who can decorate the building however you want. You’ve got a cute little office in the front you can’t wait to mess with and you need to buy new furniture for the apartment you’re about to take for yourself. You wanted to feel control over your own life. You were ready for some simplicity in your life. Your 24 now. You’re too old to party every night but too young to be tied down at home with kids. You were fresh out of college so this felt like a good transition stage with less partying and more working. It was the best time in your life to keep yourself busy and learn how to fully live life on your own. Everything was going perfect. Things were gonna be good right?

It’s the 5th of October and everything was going amazing. Everything is decorated and furnished, including your new apartment. The 2 remaining units were remodeled and you have multiple applications from people trying to rent them. The outside of the building look clean. The parking lot had no potholes remaining. You haven’t had anyone call or come to the office with any complaints. Everything seemed fine. Your parents were probably just being a little judgmental. That was until you were looking on your laptop that sits in your office and you notice a certain someone is late on rent. That certain someone is also your new neighbor. That certain someone is also the fine ass man that you can barely keep eye contact with. Aka Toji.

Ever since you moved into the apartment fully, you saw Toji a handful of more times. He even offered to help you move a few pieces of furniture while the movers had taken a break. You declined the offer but made small talk about how long he’s been there and how he liked what you had done with the building. Since then most of what was exchanged was simple greetings or how are you doings then going about your lives. He had a weird schedule though. Sometimes you were going into the office at 9am and he was just coming home, sometimes when you went to your apartment for lunch at 1pm he was just leaving, sometimes at 2am you could hear him singing in the shower. There were random times in your apartment when you could hear some “things” at night. There was also a night or where you swore you could hear thumping on the wall along with a higher pitched voice, a womans voice. You could tell that Toji was being respectful and trying to keep it down but he seemed to know how women liked it. You were definitely not jealous of whoever was in the apartment that one time. Not at all. You obviously weren’t envisioning that it was you. Most nights though there was no thumping on the wall, just grunts. You couldn’t help but lean a little closer to the way and slip your hand in your panties to toy with your clit. Listening to him through the walls. He wasn’t just beautiful, his grunts and moans sounded just as pretty as he looked. You just hoped that he couldn’t hear you too.

It doesn’t matter though because you’re his landlord and he is your tenant. Your little crush can’t get in the way of you making money. You have to show him you mean business. Building up the courage to acknowledge his rent being past due you feel you feet moving towards his door to slide a note under that says “Hey! Rent was due on the 3rd. Please let me know when you will be able to pay it before late fees add on. -y/n :)” Running back to the office to act like it wasn’t you who left it, even though your the owner.

Confrontation wasn’t your strong point. You didn’t find Toji scary so much as you found him intimidating. The man could break you if he wanted to and you weren’t sure if you liked that or not. The next day you went in your office to find a note was slipped under the door for you that said

“Sorry sweets, I will pay it on the 7th. Ps just knock next time - Toji”

After blushing like a preteen in middle school you went about your day making calls and listing the apartments on other websites to keep yourself busy.

A few days had gone by since you had seen or heard Toji. It’s currently 4 pm and you’re adding some last minute decor and furniture to one of the vacant units for a tour coming up tomorrow with potential tenants. You have your head phones in, humming along as you move things around the apartment. Placing things in set ways to make sure it looks presentable when feel like something is behind you. “Holy shit” you yell dropping the picture from your hands as you turn around and notice Toji at the door. He starts laughing and you pout. “You scared the shit out of me” you admit crossing your arms over your chest. You’re blushing hard from embarrassment and the fact that he is dressed in a tight shirt with sweats. “Can I help you?” “I just wanted to come apologize for the rent but I didn’t wanna interrupt your creativity” he laughs again taking a step into the apartment looking around “It looks nice in here” you smile at the compliment. “Aw thanks. I’m hoping the people who want to rent it think the same” you sigh. “I think anyone would rent from a cutie like you” he says once he’s done looking around and focuses his eyes on you. “I was wanting to see if I could make you dinner to make up for the rent situation” he says eyeing you up and down. “That’s ok Toji. You don’t need to do that.” your eyes are trying to look anywhere that is not him. Nobody has ever made you this nervous, especially not a man but Toji made you feel things. Especially between your thighs. “I want to make up for it sweets, why don’t you come to my place tonight… I don’t bite.” He smirks taking a few more steps inside. “I-I don’t know. I don’t want to be a bother” you say feeling yourself heat up as he gets closer. “It’s only me you’ll be able to bother” he chuckles, “Be there at 7 please. I don’t wanna leave a bad impression” he says bending down to pick up the picture from floor handing it to you. His fingers graze yours as you reach for it and you feel electricity shoot through your fingertips. Your eyes meeting his. “I’ll be there” he releases the photo and walks away “Great, don’t forget that pretty face” is the last thing you heard before he is fully out of the unit. You can’t help but roll your eyes at the butterflies you feel in your stomach.

7 o’clock rolls around and you’ve gone through what feels like a million different outfits after your shower. You keep reminding yourself it’s not a date but you can’t let this gorgeous man see you looking bad. You thought about a dress but that was too fancy. Maybe a t shirt and biker shirt? Too casual. You ended up settling for a pair of brown flare yoga pants with a crème cropped turtle neck. Your hair was in its naturally curly state but with the help of a few products it looked extra bouncy. You felt hot and hopefully Toji would at least find you presentable. You keep mentally telling yourself to chill the fuck out and it’s not a date so who care what he thinks, but you know who cares. You care. Grabbing your keys and phone you walk out of your door just to walk up to his. It’s about 7:13 at this point but you were nervous. Taking a deep breath in you finally knock and wait to see what the man has in store for the night.

The door creeks open just like last time and you make a mental note to offer to fix it someday. He stands there in black jeans and a white sweater but his muscles are still peeking though his attire. “Like what you see?” You can hear his smirk before your eyes meet his. You didn’t even realize you were eye fucking him while he was watching. “Sorrysorrysorry. You look nice” You smile, desperately trying to recover from the embarrassment. He steps back out of the doorway extending his arm toward the inside of his apartment to invite you in. You walk in and his apartment it surprisingly clean. It’s got some basic decor, a few pictures around, the apartment has been painted a light grey but it was nice. “You were late. I thought I was gonna have to slip a note under your door.” He’s the first to speak up with a slight chuckle in his tone. It makes you let out a small laugh too. “I’m sorry I was late there was traffic.” You joke making your way to the island that sits outside the kitchen to have a seat. “What do you want to drink pretty girl” he asked stepping in the kitchen with his back faced to you. “Water is fine” Toji definitely made you feel more comfortable as the time passed. While he was cooking you guys made small talk about you taking over building for your parents and how you finished school for interior design but this sounded more fun. He also told you about himself and how he does contract type work and odd jobs which is why he is coming and going at random times.

When the food was done you both made it to the comfy couch in the living room to eat. He made a simple meal of chicken and rice but it was really tasty. There wasn’t much conversation during the meal but it was a comfortable silence. When you both finished up you were the first to stand, taking your plate into his kitchen and walking over to the sink. “What are you doing?” He question making his way into the kitchen behind you. You already had your sleeves rolled up with the water running in the sink. “You cooked for me so I’ll clean the dishes.” You say as you begin washing your dishes when Toji sets his in the sink next to yours. “You didn’t need to do that. I cooked to make it up to you about rent. Now I’m gonna owe you again” he says with a smile as he leans agains the counter by you, watching you do the dishes. “Well the food was good so I wouldn’t mind if you made something else for me” you admit. Finishing up the dishes, your hands were soaked and you secretly wanted to look in a mirror to fix your self up, if need be. You ask for the bathroom and he directs you to it. The bathroom is just as clean as the rest of the apartment. You dry off and go to meet Toji in the living room.

He’s sitting on the couch so you make your way over and sit on the opposite side. “What would you like to do?” He’s relaxed on the couch, his legs manspread, an arm thrown over the back of the couch shifting his head to look at you. He just looks so good you can’t help but let your mind run wild. “It’s only 9:30 so you can stay a little longer right? You only live next door.” You internally debate for about two seconds before agreeing. “It’s not my bedtime yet so I guess we could find something to do or watch something.” You say with a chuckle turning your face toward his but you notice his eyes aren’t meeting yours and he’s no longer smiling. His eyes are all over your body from the top of your head all the way down to where your feet meet the floor. “What about some dessert?” He asks with that smirk finally coming back as his green orbs lock on yours. You feel yourself turn red from his stare. You don’t trust yourself not to stutter so you just nod your head and keep eye contact to see what he has in mind. He keeps his gaze on yours as he starts to move closer. You feel your breath get stuck in your throat as he set his hand on your knee and leans into your ear. “I know I should let you pick what’s for dessert,” you feel his hand dragging up your thigh while the other one finds its place behind your neck “but let me eat this pussy instead, ok pretty girl?” You feel yourself shiver. Thank god you agreed to dinner.

Toji pulled back to connect his lips to yours. You melt into the kiss, allowing him to devour your mouth with his as he slips his tongue past your lips. His hands are now at your waist pulling you onto his lap to straddle him. Your hands have finally made their way into his hair and on the back of his neck. Your lips briefly fought with his for dominance, but he easily over powered you. His hands were now running down your back and gripping your ass. You feel yourself moan into the kiss and his hands start to rock you against his bulge directly beneath you. You haven’t seen his cock yet but you can feel that it’s huge. You feel yourself practically dripping into your panties. You pull away from the kiss to catch your breath. “Fuck pretty girl, can you feel what you do to me?” He asks grinding his hips up to meet yours with a harsh but slow thrust. “Haven’t stopped thinking about you since you knocked on my door that day.” He admits letting out a small grunt. You whine “Can’t stop thinking about y-you either” his lips are pressing against your jaw as his hands are pulling up the sweater your wearing. “Yeah? You think about me when you touch yourself? I can hear you moaning like a slut through the walls.” Your movements halt for a moment. He could hear you this whole time? How embarrassing. He smacks your ass “I want you to use your words pretty. You think about me?” You felt so small but so good it didn’t even matter. “I think about you all the time” you admit. His arms finish taking off your sweater and are now wrapping around your waist picking you up and walking you to assumably his bedroom.

Your shirt was left in the living room and your bra was taken off in the hallway all while Toji kept his lip on yours. You feel yourself getting thrown onto his mattress. His bed smelled amazing. Like sunflowers and musk. You hope this isn’t your only time in here. Within moments his shirts off and he pounces on you. Kissing your lips once more before kissing down your throat and making his way to your hardened nipples. “Look at that. So cute.” He says as he leans down to start flicking his tongue on one nipple and twist the other between his fingers. All his touches are sending shockwaves straight to your clit. You feel so whiney from the slightest bit of foreplay and it’s not even the best part. Toji tugs at one of your nipples gently with his teeth as you feel his hands sliding down to the waistband of your pants. He manages to take them off successfully with one hand which left you in only the lacy lilac panties you were hoping he could see on you. You feel like an absolute mess. Your hands as gripping his shoulders like your life depends on it as he keeps moving his lips lower and lower. You breath is coming out in pants from anticipation. He finally makes it to the waist line if your panties before pulling away and using his hands to spread your thighs. “Look at that. You wore these just for me?” He asks teasingly as he drags his middle finger over your clothed core, feeling the wet spot in the center. “Mhmm” you nod in agreement. He slaps your pussy, displeased with the lack of words and you quickly correct yourself “Yes s-sir” Your beet red. How does a stranger have this much control over you. You feel like if he said to cum you would cum on the spot. “Good girl, now just lay there and let me make things up to you”

Toji was being a tease. He took his sweet ass time kissing up and down both of your thighs, dragging his tongue along the insides of your legs until he finally places one sweet kiss on your clothed clit. You couldn’t even contain the moan that leaves your mouth. He starts to lick at your wet mound through the panties. “T-toji please” you beg wanting to actually feel him use his mouth. “Please what pretty girl? You want me to take them off?” He asked while toying with the waist band, leaving more kisses to your clothed pussy. “Yes please. Wan feel your mouth.” You practically beg looking down at the man between your thighs.

He places on last kiss on your panties before slipping them to the side and licking a long stripe up from your hole to your clit. You feel any breath in your lungs leave at the sensation. Toji is relentless. He keeps licking at your hole like he’s a starved man. He is switching from sucking to slurping to licking to flicking in the perfect way. You moans are uncontrollable at this point. Your legs keep trying to close around his head but his strong hands are keeping them pried open while your back remains arched off the bed. Your hands are on the back of his head keeping him there as he laps at your clit. You couldn’t bring yourself to do anything but lay there and take it. His mouth is all over your pussy and you feel your clit twitching waiting to release. Toji could feel you getting closer to your release and decides to slip a finger in your hole. He pumps his finger in 2 times before you’re shaking and spasming around his finger. Your eyes have tears building in your lash line from the intensity of the orgasm you just had wash over you but Toji was far from done. He sits up on his elbows to look at you from between your thighs with his finger still curling upwards inside you. “Who told you to cum? -I don’t think I allowed you too slut.” He pulls his finger out momentarily to slap your pussy before shoving 2 fingers back in.

Your whining as Toji fingers you through your orgasm. The pace his fingers are pumping in and out of you is making the most lewd noises of squelching. You’re trying to apologize but you feel like there’s no air in the room. The only thing on your mind is Toji. He slows his pace and finally pulls his fingers out only to sit up on his knees and grab you by the hair in your head, pulling you up to your knees on the bed into a heated kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue as he prods at your mouth. “You gonna be a good girl and choke on this dick or do I need to make you?” he says grabbing your face to where your cheeks are squeezed close enough together your lips pucker. You nod your head unable to give a verbal response and he allows it this time. You automatically move to the end of the bed when Toji releases your face and lies down. You get on your hands and knees between his legs and start to unbuckle his pants. He’s moving his hand to cup your jaw and drag his finger over your lip. “Look at you. You look like a mess already. Gonna make a mess on my cock pretty girl?” He asks. “Yes sir” you whimper. After pulling his pants down you start to palm at his bulge through his boxers. He grabs you by your hair again and pulls your face down onto his lap. He then grinds his hard bulge up onto your cheek, like a pet rubbing their face on their owner. “Open” is all he says before pulling his cock out to which you gladly oblige. He pulls you up by your hair and places your open mouth over his tip. One thing you were confident in was sucking some dick. Toji keeps his hand in your hair but lets move as you wish, like a dog on a leash. You place a chaste kiss on the tip before sticking your tongue out and dropping your mouth down onto his length before closing your lips around it and sucking. Moaning around his length at the feeling of him in your mouth. You bob your head slowly to take as much of him as you can. You could hear his breathing falter the farther you went down. “Fuck. Takin me so well” he said gently guiding your head up and down at a bit of a faster pace. His cock was big, but the girth is where you were struggling. Once he started hitting the back of your throat you were gagging. You moved your hand to grab his balls while you were taking his cock down your throat. You can feel the spit just sliding down your mouth to his balls. He lets out a low grunt as you feel him shift his legs. He plants his feet on the mattress with his knees bent. He starts to buck his hips up at a steadily increasing pace until he fucking your mouth. You can feel your drool all over your mouth, your neck, his lap, and he isn’t letting up. You just keep gagging, trying to breathe through your nose as you look up at him with runny mascara and wet cheeks from the spit and tears. You can’t help but moan from how good you feel. Toji looks so good fucking your mouth, you just keep imagining how he would look pounding you into the mattress. “Just like that pretty girl. Take it like a good little slut.” You moan around his cock. You want nothing more than to please this man right now. His pace keeps up for a little bit longer before his hips stutter “F-fuck you better swallow what I give you or I won’t let you cum again.” And with that he brings your nose to his pelvis one more time before releasing down your throat. You can barely even taste it he had you pulled so far down. You choke a little bit but you swallow every drop. You didn’t want him to be done yet, no matter how tired and fucked out you were.

He pulls you off of his cock by your hair and brings your face to his. “Show me your tongue.” You open your mouth with your tongue sticking out so he can see that you did what you were told and swallowed. He didn’t say it but he thought you looked so fucking gorgeous. Your eyes were glossy from the tears, mascara running down your face, cheeks were pink and wet from the slobber, lips red and swollen from him fucking your face, you just looked so fucked out and desperate he could’ve came again just from the sight. “Look at how pathetic you are.” He spits into your mouth and then brings you in for a sloppy kiss. It’s basically all tongue. All your doing it’s tasting each other. Swapping spit and sucking each others tongues while you both catch your breath. “All that just from a little bit of cock hm? You think you can take some more?” “Yes please” you whimper.

He rolls you onto your back spreading your legs again. His cock is already hard again as he’s sliding it up and down your folds. “Beg for it” he smirks making sure the tip is rubbing on your clit. “Please fuck me toji.” You say blushing again basically whispering what you want from the man. “You just let me fuck your throat and now you wanna act shy? Beg for it or I can help you get dressed.” He says slapping your thigh while still rubbing his hardened member through your folds. Your wetness keeps building up as he teases your cunt. It’s getting sloppier and wetter by the second. “Please fuck me sir. I want your cock so bad. I can’t stop thinking about it since I took over here” you admit whining from the friction but desperate for more. “Aw is my little landlord desperate for me? You want me to fill you up with my cock?” He teases with that smirk. “Yes sir I want it so bad. Wanna feel you inside me daddy please?” You beg and he delivers. Pulling back one last time to thrust his cock into you. He give you a moment to adjust to the size. You feel like your legs have gone numb. He lowers his forehead to rest on yours with his arms caging around your head as he starts to slowly thrust in and out of you. Short and shallow thrusts slowly progress to fast and deep thrust. “F-fuck this lil pussy is just sucking me in. You like that? You like getting fucked by your tenant?” Your moans are loud and breathy. Your hands are gripping his shoulders again. You feel like he’s knocking the wind out of you with every thrust. “Yes feels sgood” you manage to say while whining. Your able to open your eyes every few seconds before Toji manages to hit that spongy spot inside you that sends your eyes rolling in the back of your head “Yea? You look so dumb right now. Your gettin fucked stupid on daddy’s dick aren’t you?” He says grunting. His words, his moans, the wet slaps you keep hearing, it’s all adding to the heat in your stomach that keeps building. Toji can feel you clenching around his cock. He took your legs and pushed them into your chest as he starts relentlessly pounding into you. “If you wanna cum you better use your words.” His hips don’t falter. He keeps up his brutal pace waiting for your response. “C-can I cum please” you beg as best as you can. Unable to really speak without stuttering. “Thank me, say thank you daddy and I’ll let you cum.” “T-thank you daddyyy feels ssgood please let me cum” he reaches his hand down to you clit. Rubbing harsh circles as he keeps pounding into you but his hips are starting to stutter as he reaches his release too. “Cum with me baby, cum on my cock.” That was all he had to say as you let out a silent scream, clenching around his cock as your body shakes with an even more intense orgasm. Your eyes fly open with your mouth in the shape of an “o” as Toji releases inside you. Letting out the prettiest moan you’ve heard. His hips slow down as he fucks you through your orgasm until he hissed from the sensitivity and pulled out collapsing on top of you.

You’re both out of breath, sticky, and tired. You let your fingers gently glide along his back for a few minutes before he gets up from on top of you. “Wait here” he goes and gets a wet rag to clean you up where you need it most. He’s still catching his breath as he starts going through his drawers. You finally get a good look at his bedroom and it’s lovely. Your head is still spinning about what’s just happened. Eventually Toji has put some new boxers on and your still left naked on his bed. You feel yourself blush assuming it’s your time to get dressed and leave. You start to sit up when something soft hits your chest. “It’ll probably be too big but it’ll work right princess?” He asks grabbing one more thing before turning to face you. You pick up what was thrown at you and it was one of his T shirts. You look up at him with a smile and nod. He gets back in the bed with you after you’ve put the big shirt on. He pulls you into his chest as you guys begin to talk about life. What it was like growing up, hobbies, embarrassing stories, it’s sweet. It’s almost like he didn’t just re-arrange your guts but it’s nice. Eventually you drift asleep while in his arms.

You wake up to the alarm that was set on your phone. Sitting up you remember the events of last night but you don’t see Toji anywhere. You need to head back to your apartment for fresh clothes and a shower. You have to get to your office to print out some pamphlets before giving a few apartment tours. You’re a little sad as you get up to do the walk of shame that’s about 12 feet to your apartment. When you reach his door to leave you notice there’s a note taped to the door.

“Sorry sweets, had a job early this morning and didn’t wanna wake you. I know you have a master key so can you lock my door? Don’t be mad at me. Let me make it up to you tonight? ;)

Ps have a good day <3

xxx-xxx-xxxx -Toji”

You couldn’t be more thrilled to have a shitty tenant.

🖤🖤AHHAHHAAH FIRST FIC KINDA NERVOUS. Please let me know any requests. I’m still trying to figure out how to post and things of that nature. Please do not repost my work elsewhere without my permission. 🖤🖤

[theropoda]

...... i have. PRAWBLEMS. with the ending but honestly i felt very unwell and gross rn so i had difficulty focusing in the first place, maybe if i watch it again when i feel better ill feel different. under read more bc this got long lol

disclaimer before anyone GETS at me: i am not a critic. im literally just some guy watching a tv show, and i am really more confused than anything so if you really enjoyed the finale and feel like it was the perfect way for the show to end im happy for you! i don't have any intent on arguing it Absolutely Wasn't. this isn't a Hatepost. just me airing my thoughts. that are probably really incoherent bc again, i feel unwell ;_; brain is more focused on my stomach than this damn show

i knew how this was gonna end, i did watch the end of this show before, ive always been familiar w house because i watched episodes of it on tv as a kid with my mom and sister and knew major plot points like amber's death and wilson's cancer and house faking his death and everything but. the details were lost on me. now that i know the details something about them just doesn't jive with me and feel right.

probably related to my earlier post about how even in the final season so much of house is the same. he tried to change for the better but he was still back. i mean the entire premise of the show is about "the disabled addict doctor who struggles to be a person" so if any of these magically stopped being there that'd be stupid ESPECIALLY him being a disabled addict which are so central to his character. so im definitely not complaining about that.

initially i thought him faking his death was insanely reckless but what other choice was available. if he went, Hey, im here! im alive he'd absolutely be going to jail. in jail so far away while his best friend, maybe his only friend would be dying alone. of course he did that. his only choice was ttofake his death to be with wilson. throwing away his whole life and legacy and career and reputation to be with him.

hilson endgame real but also, while watching the whole show i kept going from "tumblr didn't lie these guys are gay" to "Tumblr may have oversold it a bit". but that might just be in the nature of its episodic structure. not e everything is abt wilson there's other people in house's lofe but in that final season everything does speed up, suddenly and become about wilson. which brings me to the whole cancer thing. in my memory of the show from watching it as a kid, Wilson's cancer came up as a plot point WAY earlier and there is much more time to discuss it in the show. to ponder and delve into it, what it means for wilson, for house, for the show. but actually watching the show it feels very sudden....! i felt like the entire cancer thing, which plays so damn heavily into the SERIES FINALE, wasn't explored enough...? it felt rushed. but it might feel like it because well there's a difference between watching a show as it comes out on a schedule vs binge watching it on demand.

and another thing that irked me is- but this is more of a "this personally makes me Feel Sad and Weird" as opposed to genuine criticism is how EVERYONE thinks house is dead except Two People. that's crazy. i have a Thing for closure and knowing things, the truth, im a little paranoid about that, but it just feels insane to me that house's own parents, family, former and current colleges, lovers, everyone... they all think he's dead when he's not. i see how that is, in terms of the Narrative, a good thing? house is truly FREE now. and if other people knew they'd probably call the police. but also that's just kinda horrifying.... I don't know. idk. also wtf cuddy wasn't there at the funeral? D: obviously i know how their last meeting went but they were such big part of each other's lives im rlly shocked she wasn't there! or even showed up at ALL in the ending scene where we see where everyone's life has headed, a little scene of her, Rachel, and someone new

and also. ._. how did that fire even start in the first place?..... did i miss something....? uaaaaah. i should watch it again

ugh but despite my peeves. i want to pass this off as Just another show ive watched, time to move on to the next, because a big part of the reason i started house and kept going and even chose to watch it at the times i did was because i have been going through some rough shit mentally for the past. entire year plus. i have relied on it to keep me distracted. i want to just move onto the next distraction but i have become so attached, it's hard to not feel :/ and :( about 1) the fact it's over now 2) it ended in a way that makes me feel funny, and not in a good way. aaaahhhhh.

[quemirabobo]

My thoughts that literally no one asked for in Percy Jackson's serie

I started this in like January and completely forgot about it and then I was lazy but @atomicdarknight I finished it for you😘

Gonna start with the positive

The cast:

The cast, guys the fucking cast, every demigod is absolutely perfect, not only they have the correct fucking age (although that bar is low) I could completely see them as the characters, they are the perfect representation of each character. With the movies I always complained, out of the three of them and ignoring the age, I could only see Logan Lerman as an older Percy, I think mostly because he looks like the physical description from the books (it was important really important to me that the characters and the actors had the same appearance lol), not sure I've never rewatch them. I remember I would parrot "Annabeth is blonde" as one of my strongest critics and when we were watching them my mom asked me "what do you think so far? I mean they don't look like the book, do you care?" Although I was already onboard, also had shot down my obsession with "actors have to look exactly as the books describe them" and I was very excited to see how an accurate cast would finally be like, and gods it was perfect. I wholeheartedly believe that no one would have made a better Annabeth, Percy nor Grover. They are perfect, they truly understood their roles in a level that it didn't happened in those pathetic movies. Aryan will forever be my Grover, Leah is and forever will be the perfect and my Wise Girl, she definitely is a daughter of Athena, and Walker is no doubt the one and only Percy. I also loved Clarisse, Luke, Dionysus, Sally, almost everyone honestly, because they were so accurate and understood their characters. Every decision they made about how to perform them was on spot and made me so fucking happy💚

Medusa

I was very curious to see what they would do with her since there has been a new perspective of her story (it has always been there, I mean that it's wildly known now) and I was not displeased at all! I liked the actress, how she portrayed her and I loved her monologue.

I love that they took the time to see what to do with her, not just ignore everything and make it like the book, and I was so intrigued by how they would do it because in here, Poseidon is one of the good guys, you can't openly say he raped her. All things considered I think they did it pretty well, although maybe erasing her hate for Annabeth wasn't the best plotwise, since in the first part of the book Percy starts to realize that having a god as a parent also means you inherit all the hatred anyone has for them.

The fight with Ares

One word, perfect. I loved everything about it, the choreography, how tiny Percy looked but how he kicked his ass nonetheless, the effects, the way they edit it to show his training with Luke, EVERYTHING! That being said, Ares was amazing too, spot on actor and portraying, this big ass dude giving his all to fight an 11yo who just learned to grab a sword but getting his ass whooped in exchange, just amazing 💚

Sally

I got mixed feelings with her, I loved that we got to see more of her, how lost she felt and how difficult was raising a demigod but at the same time she had way too much screen time considering how many things were ignored when the final cut was made. Also, even if teaching him mythology and greek was a nice touch at the same time it was a mistake adding it since it was tempting fate, in canon the less they knew about their godly side the safer they were. So giving too much knowledge about mythology was putting him at risk, and Sally was very careful with the way she raised Percy, so it was weird for me.

Now, the negative:

Gabe, just... why??

I will forever be mad about this and I'll never understand it, why would you make him a pathetic, passive aggressive and pretty much harmless looser? Because his character was important and significant, it has a very important impact in how Percy was raised, why he likes blue food, why he feels so guilty every time he gets kicked out, how his house is such a bittersweet place, the conflicts he has with Sally and also it has an impact in the plot too.

If you erase how abusive he was, towards both Percy and Sally, and decide to make him just plain pathetic, it's honestly disrespectful to the characters. Percy loves his mother to death yes, but he also feels like he has to protect her, save her, from the gods and monsters once he realizes he's a demigod but that's not when it started. For years he put up with Gabe's abuse, physical and verbal alike, because he felt he had to do it for his mother, to protect her, he shoulders all that so Sally doesn't has to, because for some reason she's with him so that's his burden as a "troubled kid".

And Sally? Her fucking sacrifice of staying with that disgusting man, who abuse her physically, monetary and verbally, for years because it's the only way she has to protect Percy? Because he fucking reeks to mortal and that will keep the monsters at bay, so the few days her son is at home he can be as safe as she can make it. Even if he got kicked out a lot, Percy was at boarding schools so she had to have that piece of shit all year round just for those brief weeks? How dare they make her huge sacrifice and the awful abuse just go as "he's annoying and stupid"?

To be honest I think that Gabe's abuse was never truly approached at the books either, it was never talked about again after the first book and it left no trauma or lasting consequence on Percy, not the point right now tho

I'm getting mad again so, to the plot part, first I would have loved for Percy to appear on the news and breaking havock for Gabe, wasted moment I swear. But most importantly, the Medusa's head part?? Are we really tacking that too from Sally? To get revenge of the man that abused her and Percy for years? All she's left with is kicking him out and changing the lock, seriously? Not to mention that Percy realizing that Sally also was getting beat by him and wanting to kill him there and then? Where's my boy realizing that all that he putted up to so his mother wouldn't get hurt wasn't enough? That he couldn't protect her? WHY DO YOU TURNED AN ABUSIVE TO A LOOSER?? I'm never forgiving this.

Why make it so short?

This new tendency of making show short is super annoying but specially when those are based on books. I know you can't make every chapter of a book a chapter of the series because sometimes you can condense half of the chapter with just the scene, the dialogue and stuff like that, and I agree actually. The problem comes when the chapters can be condensed to at least 14 episodes but you make 8, cutting everything you deem unnecessary but are important or significant things.

I think everyone can relate when I say that the most appealing thing you think when your fave book it's being adapted to a serie it's that "hey they don't have to condense everything in 2hs, they can take their time and include things that we all love like x and z" So why make it an 8 episode serie? I know everything is money but Percy Jackson has a pretty big fanbase so, unless they fucked up big time like the movies, it surely was going to be a hit

The way they cut all the monsters' traps

If your only focus it's the main plot and cutting down every moment that leads to the key points of it then a lot it's left out. The monsters and theirs traps were spotted even before they could talk, so they ended up on the underworld like it was no big deal. That shady lady? Medusa, off with the head. That mattress store? Not gonna fall Procrustes! They might as well just took a plane to Los Angeles. It felt like they were just crossing items from a list rather than actually integrating parts of the original story in the serie. Besides the way they overcome each of the monsters and adversities is fundamental for character development and growth of the trio, erasing that has a significant impact on them

Percy knowing everything right away downplaying Annabeth

Sounds stupid, I know, but we know how smart our wise girl is and I feel that the moment they decided that Percy was going to be the one to identify the monster and the traps before her, it was unfair for both characters and erased big part of their characters. Percy, even after more than 6 years and 13 books can barely remember and recognize the basic of greek mythology and the monster he fought before. Even if it's funny and some times exasperating, it's part of his character, that kind of knowledge isn't his thing, but you know what is? Coming up with a weird plan out of thin air and making it somehow work. He brings a perspective to the trio that Annabeth, basically raised to be a fighter and strategist, and Grover, with years of experience out there, don't have. He's impulsive and unpredictable, he's a good fighter and is quick-witted, he is smart, even if fandom likes to ignore it, just not the kind of smart that will make him memorize a bestiary. Now, Annabeth? Smart from hair to toe, she's also a quick thinker, sees the danger and comes up with a plan accordingly. She's not just book smart, she's also a problem solver, she is running her fucking cabin like a clock and her siblings put her in that position for a reason, she's the smartest. She's also a strategist, different kind from Percy whose biggest help is his instinct, she has other kind of knowledge at her disposal and you can bet your ass that she'll use it.

Now we all know this because we've seen it when they fight adversities, when they crawl nails and teeth out of a monster's trap, which in the serie we could barely see. One of the ways we get to see Annabeth deep knowledge in mythology is when she spots the covert monsters, that looks like a little granny or just some weird guy. But when you make Percy, who just discovered this world, see through all this that Annabeth couldn't see? Well, you're doing her injustice, she just looks like an amateur, not the smartest person of her generation. I'm not going to talk that it affects Percy character too.

One of the moments I hoped we could see, in which Percy (and I when I read it for the first time lol) truly realizes how out of this world Annabeth intelligence goes is when they have to jump from the boat of the love ride. My wise girl, as they were going to a certain death, did the math to determine the exact moment to jump so they wouldn't die (because if they had jump earlier they would die too, I can't remember why tho, sorry) and she was right. I remember that Percy was baffled by how she did all that in just second, for me that was the most important part of the incident. That and that Percy realize how gods behave and treats them like puppets. Buuuut what did we get? Percy shouting to jump and just that.. It was an important moment to demonstrate how intelligent Annabeth is but it was completely lost for no reason at all

Also, Percy discovering that Chronos is behind everything just like that?????? What the fuck???? It makes no fucking sense, it literally brings nothing to the plot just whatthefuuuuck

Hades... Why?

Hades being pathetic and super chill?? Like honestly wtf? Are you Mr D or Hades dude? This is the guy that's gonna say Nico that he rather he died instead of Bianca? Seriously?? It was by far the most out of character (maybe second to Gabe), besides it just takes the fun away of Percy saying "oh Lord Hades" once and then all "hey uncle". I think I rather the gloomy emo version that hollywood loves so much

I probably had more things to say but completely forgot about it, sorry ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[lesvegas]

ritchie’s🎃💀 ABCs of Horror Movie Marathon!! 💀🎃

Horror movie challenge prompted by @quintsmachete

Day Fifteen - O is for Old (2021)

I saw the beach that makes you old.

I don't think anyone in their right mind would go into this movie and expect anything good, unless they were completely unaware of the man behind it and hadn't even seen one of the trailers. I knew to expect stupidity, and stupidity is what I got, so I really don't have a right to complain here.

But not enough of my favourite movie critic youtubers have torn this movie a new one, so give me a minute.

This movie has some of the worst acting I've ever seen. The children were borderline jarring to witness after the performances of the child actors in Let The Right One In, but the adults really aren't much better. I'd argue the parents sounded twice as stilted with incredibly unnatural dialogue that had me both laughing and cringing. The family 'drama' also screams of a writing team where not a single member has ever met anyone who knows anyone who's gotten a divorce. As a child of divorce with two younger siblings, I always find poorly written families like this extremely funny.

The cinematography is nothing special, but there were two types of shots that were especially awful and funny. First is what I can only describe as David Cage style camera angles where nothing is really the focus, there's weird zooms and erratic camera movements, and it genuinely feels like a quick time event is about to happen. Second is extremely zoomed in shots behind the child characters' heads to obfuscate the fact that they've aged rapidly despite the fact that we can hear they sound older AND see that they're taller and their anatomy has changed (and that they're different actors now). I genuinely don't understand why Shyamalan thought the audience would find it shocking to see their faces five whole minutes after we were already told that they're older besides to drill it in for anyone not paying attention.

Speaking of aging, it makes no fucking sense. It doesn't have to make a lot of sense, but with a movie like this it's just begging you to fall into one of the numerous stupid plot holes instead of suspending your disbelief. Everyone ages rapidly but the adults barely change the entire time, particularly the black characters don't change at all, no one's hair or nails grow 'because they're dead cells', bodies decay almost instantly, a baby is born (I'll get to that.) but dies instantly from not receiving enough attention, somehow the cliffs surrounding the beach are rapidly aging everyone via magnets or some shit and trying to leave the beach makes everyone black out but they're just fine walking into it? I know there's more plot holes because I was questioning the movie at least once every five minutes but I didn't take notes and I'm not gonna rewatch it.

I should actually talk about the horror in this movie. There are a few elements that genuinely feel uncomfortable, but not all of them felt like good horror. The few elements that work are inherent to the premise; things even Shyamalan couldn't fuck up when adapting the original graphic novel. Some of the symptoms of rapid aging, like the exacerbation of disorders and impending death, were... occasionally handled well. But half the time, it just felt absurd, and absurdly dark to the point where it was just funny. Or really, really uncomfortable.

Okay. In Shyamalan's defence, two of the kids making a baby is in the source material. The girl going through all stages of pregnancy in like, an hour, is also in the source material. But that doesn't make it any less fucking weird and uncomfortable, and not even in a horror movie way. These kids were six years old about fifteen minutes of screen time ago, them even knowing that much about sex at all is kinda odd but everything that follows is just. I could've gone without ever seeing this shit if I'm being honest. And all that discomfort is almost immediately followed by the baby just, like, dying (it does not die in the novel). And it's wrapped in a blanket and just a bit later when it's moved we just hear bones rattling and ashes trickling out of the folds of the blanket, like... I feel bad, but I laughed. A lot. It's so fucking stupidly dark I couldn't even react any other way. There isn't even anything to mourn; we don't see the baby and I refuse to believe anyone watching this felt anything for any of the characters.

This movie is weird and gross and bad. And funny at times, but mostly bad. There's a twist ending that I saw coming a mile away because it feels like something Bethesda would write. What can I even say about it? It's stupid, polarizing, and as far as I can tell draws no inspiration from the source material whatsoever. It's also just the cherry on top of a fat fucking sundae of plot holes and shit that makes no fucking sense. I have more questions about the twist ending itself than the rest of the movie. I could ask them here but I don't think anyone actually reads these reviews besides one or two of my friends and it's 2:32am and I'm hungry.

I was gonna give this one dead baby out of five, but that seems a little too edgy even for me. And I don't think there's an emoji that can accurately depict a dead baby, so. Uh. This gets one age-inducing beach out of five I guess. 🏖️🗌🗌🗌🗌

Stupid fucking goddamn movie forreal. How the hell did Joe Rogan and Ben Shapiro even figure out how to get out of there by the way.

[interv4ls]

Miracle Aligner l Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

Summary: When everything is stressing, Eddie might be the miracle aligner that (Y/N) needs to get away from life.

pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader / Fluff (platonic, i can fix that in another one if you’d like, hehe)

warnings: mentions of smoking (the illegal stash) and slight language. Use of (Y/N) and a made-up character as her friend. 

word count: 2,556

A/N: Hello, everyone! It’s been a while since I last posted around here! I came back with an old piece, this time with Eddie, my love! I don’t encourage smoking, it’s not good for you, don’t do it! But for the sake of the plot, I made the mention and story all around it - not glamourizing at all!  I really hope you guys like it. Remembering that English is not my first language, I did some beta reading but  if there any mistakes, please, forgive me. I hope you guys enjoy this one, constructive critics are welcome :)

There were three things (Y/N) could never trust in her life: the weather, Hawkings and her memory. She no longer trusted the flashbacks that once in a while replayed behind her empty eyes during math classes, especially the ones about her childhood. Hawkings being the little egg that it is as a city, (Y/N) could always check her memories with the other people that were there with her, but nobody remembered – the thing wasn’t like they didn’t remember as detailed as she did – they didn’t remember at all. Sometime in her life, she started to think she was crazy and made up all those things, but they were so vivid and so real to her that it wasn’t possible to be all imagination.

And when you live in Hawkings, it’s not like a considerate number of good memories could be made – especially if you were a forgettable person in High School. (Y/N) had friends but they were much like her, not as popular, they would never be the ones to sip beer late Friday, go to a gas station to do nothing or throw massive parties while someone’s parents were traveling. (Y/N) saw herself kind of revolting about her same boring chores everyday – until she went once to California with her cousin and tried weed for first time. It was not as demonic as her father made up to be all her life, actually, it was the perfect escape from her boring small city life.

When she returned to Hawkings, she swore not to smoke again just because it would take so much work – finding a dealer, sneaking out to smoke or even smoke inside the house and fake the smell – but one day, she missed the relaxing sensation of just inhaling the smoke and laying down. She was in the middle of lunch, not even touching her food, heavy eyes from nights of insomnia and all the noise from other people’s conversation – her friend, Veronica, was right in front of (Y/N) – looking rather curious about her friend’s recent behavior.

“Penny for your thoughts?” The girl said out loud and (Y/N) seemed to snap back to reality. She sighed and tried to find the words.

“Do you know who…” (Y/N) started but realized she was talking loudly. “Well, how am I supposed to say this?” She and Veronica never talked about those things, (Y/N) was beginning to think she would be judged.

“Just shoot, you’ve been freaking me out the entire lunch with this face of yours.” (Y/N) looked at Veronica even more seriously. “Sorry, girl. But you look like you’ve been drained the whole week.”

“Well, the feeling is just as close, believe me.” (Y/N) snorted. “Do you know someone who sells weed?” Veronica opened her mouth but (Y/N) stopped her. “Don’t lecture me about anything, I’m not being unhealthy or anything. It’s just, the school just started and my mom’s being a crazy wench these days. I miss the days in California and the ‘no worries’ mood.”

Veronica always felt she never really met (Y/N)’s mother. Like, she met the person she wanted her to see, but not the woman (Y/N) had as a mother – and the last years, (Y/N) have been complaining a lot about pressure at home. Ever since she decided to go to a college out of the state, her parents had been resisting a lot to everything related to it and God knows how this can be frustrating in their last year of High School.

“Well, I suppose it’s not like you’re asking for cocaine or heroin.” Veronica shrugged and looked around just to ensure nobody was listening – like someone ever was. “Look, I heard a time or another that Eddie Munson knows something about it. A guy from the Drama Club made the deal to share the room with Eddie for his game club in exchange for something that, and I quote, makes him incarnate Shakespeare.”

“Well, I would love Shakespeare to live this living hell for me.” (Y/N) said and Veronica laughed. “It’s been a while since I last talked with Edward. Wouldn’t it be weird to show up just to ask a thing like that?”

“Well, you are the only person I know he accepts calling him Edward. And, if he is the one messing with this kind of stuff, you’re just one more costumer. Not big deal, right?”

Veronica’s logic was right. But (Y/N)’s last memory with Eddie was in middle school and they argued about something. Was it about her preferring Dio over Ozzy in the vocals of Black Sabbath? Or they were just differing in phases of life? Again, she couldn’t – for the life of her – remember why. In the end, she just hoped that whatever it was about, it wouldn’t get in the way of her deal.

“You don’t have drama club today, right?” (Y/N) pointed with her fork to Veronica.

“Nop. That’s his today.” (Y/N) nodded her head slowly, tracing all the possible plans for her to reach Eddie.

(Y/N) spent the rest of the day in the library – not only waiting for the Hellfire Club meeting to end but also, to escape her mother’s babbling or whatever. It was a good, silent and distracting place – she read, took a little nap and helped the librarian returning the books to their right shelves – that was actually the script of her day for several weeks - which only made her think even more about how she needed an urgent “chill” feeling. She played with the sleeve of her coat while waiting at the corridor, until she heard the screams, giggles and “good-bye’s” from boys getting out of the room. None of them were Eddie, for (Y/N)’s luck. She took a deep breath and exhaled the oxygen.

“It’s just Eddie. Get yourself together, damn it.” (Y/N) told herself before entering the room. She didn’t know if it was the foggy memories of their friendship or what she was about to ask the boy that was making her so nervous. All the time in California, she was never the one who spoke to dealers – hell, she just received the joint between her fingers and smoked. She went in and Eddie was with his back to the door, gathering chairs to their right place.

“I am already leaving, Matthew. I’m just…” He turned to her. “Oh, (Y/N). Didn’t expect to be you.” He seemed astonished. “Like, at all.”

“Yeah, I gather that. It’s been a while.” She closed the door behind her and took little steps closer to him. Although they grew apart, Eddie could never forget those eyes of hers. He even questioned if in the future, they would be his cure to an amnesia or something like that, he knew that as long as he remembered those eyes, he would be okay. “Look, I will cut the small talk. I need something from you and if you’re not the right person, I expect no judgement.”

“You really think, from all the people in this place, I would be the one judging you?” He crossed his arms. (Y/N) pouted and realized he was right, she could never expect that kind of thing from him. “Tell me, then.”

“Well, someone told me that you…May sell weed.” She was afraid she spoke so low that he didn’t hear and the look on his face reassured her of that. “Someone told…”

“I heard, princess. I’m trying to make the synapses to understand why you’re asking me this.” He looked puzzled. “Someone asked you to get that? I don’t make bridge dealing, that can be dangerous, you know? Cops and shit.”

“It’s not for someone, it’s for me.” (Y/N) licked her lips. “Look, I’m just having a shitty week, well, shitty month actually. And I just need a little relief.”

“I can’t believe it! You’re a smoker? A weed smoker!” He had a little grin on his face and (Y/N) arched her eyebrows. “Since when? Who gave it to you?”

“My cousin…During my summer vacation.” She was kind of bothered with all the surprise. She wasn’t so uptight, right? Like, she wasn’t a stoner like the kids she met in California but she clearly wasn’t a prude. “So, do you have it? How much is it?”

“I’m not selling to you.” He shook his head side to side and (Y/N) stood there with her mouth opened.

“What do you mean not selling to me? What’s that supposed to mean?” Eddie could see that she was starting to get mad and God! How he missed her frowning and nose scrunching, the red face and incredible big eyes.

“You’re a talker. One pressure from your mother and you’re telling whoever wants to hear that I deal with this kind of stuff.” She seemed shocked with the assumption. Eddie took a few steps closer to her, until her eyes were in the height of his nose. “I think you don’t even know how to roll.”

“I forgot how infuriating you are, Edward.” (Y/N) commented. “C’mon, you’re really denying money?”

“Let’s do this. You smoke one joint with me, you get high and I don’t get snitched. Sounds like a deal?” He offered his hand to shake. “It’s all or nothing, darling.”

“What guarantees you that I won’t snitch you got me high? Like, what’s different from the scenario of selling me the weed?”

“You won’t have weed laying around your room for your crazy mother to find. One smoke with me, I got some snacks and perfume in the van and you return home like nothing happened. Your mom might even be pleased with you returning home smelling like boy’s cologne!” He joked and (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

“Well, it really seems like I don’t have other choice. Is this or completely freaking out.” She shook hands with him. “I’ll help you clean up here, then.”

“It’s a pleasure making a deal with you, (Y/N).”

After finishing the clean-up, Eddie stopped by his van to “get the holy grail��� as he said and suggested to (Y/N) for them to smoke in the woods, considering the sun would set and it was an open-air place. The girl just agreed to anything he suggested, at this point, she couldn’t make any preferences – his denying in selling the thing to her was still scratching her brain. Was she really that much of a snitch? What made Eddie think that low of her? Maybe some years apart from each other could really change someone’s perspective about the other.

“There you go. I’ll let you light it up first.” He delivered the rolled joint to her along with the lighter. A white one.

“Thanks.” She put the thing between her lips and lit it up. Eddie was expecting the girl to cough and inhale wrong but she really seemed to have had some good training while in California. She exhaled the little amount of smoke and a little smile appeared on her lips. “Can I ask you something?”

“Full of questions today, huh?” He supported his two elbows on his knees while she was sitting with her back against the wooden table. They were both facing west, waiting for the sun to go low. (Y/N) gave him an annoyed side eye. “Sure, (Y/N). What is it?”

“Why did we stop hanging out? Like, I have a terrible memory and I’ve been questioning myself this the whole day.” She passed him the joint and took a clear look at him. His long hair and raglan Hellfire Club shirt, (Y/N) couldn’t help but think he grew up to be a good looking boy. She didn’t remember if she had any attraction to Eddie when they were little but right now, she would understand if she did.

“You have a bad memory and you’re smoking weed. It won’t get any better, if I’m really honest with you.” Eddie knocked the joint against the wood for the ashes to fall. “You were the only person I told when I thought about making Hellfire and in the next day, everyone was calling me a freak and all the satanic shit.”

“What? I never told anyone about that!” She looked incredulous. (Y/N) tried to replay the occurring and she remembered making the pinky promise in the video room, in the middle of a history class. A promise to wait for Eddie’s plan, the one where she would be the first in the campaign of his new club. (Y/N) didn’t even understand a thing about D&D but she would support Eddie in whatever he suggested at the time, she really didn’t tell a soul about it.

“Well, who did it then? You were the only one!” Eddie looked at her in a mocking way and saw the girl making the mental puzzle.

“We did the promise in the middle of a class, do you really think nobody heard us? This is Hawkings, for fuck’s sake! This place is a nightmare.” She fixated her look on some tree in the distance. “Is that also the reason you think I’m a snitch?”

“Can you blame me for that? A second ago, I gave you the first credit for making my school life a mess!” Eddie passed her the joint. “I guess someone could have heard us. You made the pinky promise after all.”

“I exchanged the spit one for the pinky promise! I am very offended right now, Munson!” She smoked and Eddie gave out a little laugh.

“I guess I’m apologizing well when giving you some of that to relax.” He pointed to the joint between her fingers. “Why are you smoking anyway? I mean, I love to smoke but I would never recommend it to anyone. Ever.”

“My mom is being, well… A mother. Ever since I told her about the plans of going out of the state for college, I think she didn’t like the idea and then, everything is about how ungrateful I am and a terrible daughter because I’m abandoning them. You get the picture” (Y/N)’s voice suddenly lost the mocking tone and got replaced with an upset one. Eddie nodded slowly with his head. “I just wanted to feel away from these comments and well, I knew this!” She looked at the rolled cigarette.

“She will accept, eventually. Just don’t give up on your plans for her. It’s not fair to you.” Eddie said and (Y/N) looked at him, her eyes had the same warm when in middle school.  “I’m sorry for not giving you the benefit of doubt. I just went logically into the thing and got mad. It was unfair to you and to me, because I really liked you.”

“Thank you! Not sure of how much I remember of everything, but I liked you too.” And I’m rethinking if it was more than a friendship way, she thought to herself. She handed him the blunt for him to finish smoking.

“We could this more often, if you want.” He pointed to the both of them.

“Sure! I would love to.” She smiled at him and Eddie thought he would faint right there. “You can be my miracle aligner more often.”

“I think I like that title.” He said smiling at her and thinking he could finally take his shot with her now they were grown up and more mature than years ago. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.”

[starlightshadowsworld]

Keep seeing the Hc of Steve Harrington being a triplet.

With his brothers being Joe Kerry's other characters.

Kurt Knuckle from Spree and Walter "Keys" Mckeys from Free guy.

My take on the idea is that the boys are orphans.

Their parents were involved in a car accident and the boys were taken to and raised in an orphanage.

The Harringtons adopted Steve, they could've taken the other 2 boys but refused.

Keys managed to track down Steve and they've all kept in contact in secret.

Because the Harringtons did not approve of Steve talking about his brothers. As they didn't want anyone to know Steve wasn't biologically theirs.

Steve tried to send as much money as he could to his siblings, allowing them to run off from the orphanage and rent out a place.

He got caught by his father, didn't end well for him but he never told them where the money went.

Keys is a freelance coder and developer and Kurt is a taxi driver/stand up comedian.

They meet up as much as they can but with the upside down shit going down they stop seeing Steve so much.

They both miss him dearly.

And know something is up.

Because when they do see Steve he's always covered in injuries. Steve brushes them off, blaming it on sports but they worry about him.

Steve is the middle child.

Keys is the oldest and Kurt is the youngest.

Deep down they share Steve's protectiveness for those he cares about.

They find out about everything after Starcourt, as Keys had changed Steve's emergency contact to him.

Once Steve let it slip his parents never show up.

Both Keys and Kurt have been threatened against coming anywhere near Hawkins by the Harringtons.

But as soon as Keys is called the hospital that Steve was bought in critical condition, both speed their.

Literally, Kurt drove like a madman. And for once Keys didn't complain.

Both burst into Hawkins General and we're immediately on guard seeing the people in Steve's room.

"... Are you guys seeing this?" Asked Dustin, looking at the duo in confusion.

Kurt ignored him, pushing past everyone and making a beeline for Steve and holding onto his hand.

"He's alive..."

Keys let out a breathe he didn't realise he was holding. Running a hand through his hair.

"Get away from hi- what the hell?!"

Kurt, not fond of anyone trying to make him leave Steve's side had pulled a large butchers knife.

.. From somewhere.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME OR MY BROTHER AGAIN!"

Everyone began freaking out.

Minus Steve and Keys.

Keys just sighed, tiredly. He needed some coffee, and stat. "Kurt, put the knife away. You don't wanna get us kicked out do you?"

Suprisingly to everyone else it worked. Kurt put the knife away, pouting like a kid but didn't move to attack anyone.

"....Wait, brother? Steve has brothers?" Asked Robin.

"No we just happen to look exactly like him... yes we're his brothers. Im Keys, this is Kurt." Said Keys, sitting down on Steve's other side and running a hand through his hair.

"How come we didn't know about you?" Asked Dustin, curious.

"Pfft, we're a secret. No ones supposed to know we exist." Said Kurt "but Stevie bee got hurt so..." his smile fell instantly.

"So we're here" finished Keys.

It was that moment Steve began whimpering, pleading for help and that he worked for Scoops Ahoy.

Kurt whimpered, poking Steve's cheek "Stevie, steeevie wake up. Your having a bad dream."

"... Kurt?"

Kurt grinned, he changed moods so quickly it gave everyone else whiplash "the one and only. Mr Partypooper is here too."

He eeped as Keys shot him a deadpan look and swatted his head.

"Keys...kurt...what you.." Steve cut himself off by coughing, hiding his side in pain.

Both immediately stopped their antics, nothing but worry on their faces.

Steve was always the toughest of them all, the strongest and it hurt seeing their big little brother like this.

"It's okay" hummed Robin, managing to soothe Steve back to sleep.

Any distrust the brothers had of her vanished instantly at that.

Keys turned to them all, thoughtfully. "I heard this was from a fire... So do you mind telling me what really happened. Steve seems to like you all, so I'd hate to hurt you."

"But if your lying..." Said Kurt, in a sing song voice twirling his knife.

"It all started in 83"

[mchiti]

you know yesterday I had a convo with a white person and I was told I wasn't a typical Moroccan. I asked him: why? because we were talking about politics and you didn't expect me to have something to say? cause you have this perception we're all uneducated, school drop outs and such? (and even then, you gotta respect people because you don't know what they go through to not having the opportunity to go to school).

No, he said, not just that, but "because I can be critical about Morocco". The way I smiled y'all. Smiled in pain. I guess when you're in the diaspora the reasons why you are the in the diaspora are in front of you. What is it? That I love Morocco but I know it's corrupted to the core? That I love Morocco but the government is made of bunch of greedy criminals? That I love Morocco but I can't stand seeing health-care being privatised more and more? That I love Morocco but their relations to Israel make my blood boils? That they don't give shit about poor people? Do you think we're all oblivious or.

Also you know why I'm here and not in Morocco. I'm the daughter of a man who did it all to survive, a shepherd, a merchant (which is also the reason I can't stand chel-sea fans calling hakim a merchant, i'm reporting you. not funny). My parents couldn't go to school. They got married in 1984 and their first born, the brother I'll never meet, was born dead. An infant who would be alive now if he was born in Europe. And my baba always tells me: that's the moment I knew we had to leave. No food, no money, and not enough rich to pay corrupted doctors to do their job because that's how it works. So my baba starved himself and my mama didn't want kids for a long while, not in Morocco. My older brother was born here 11 (ELEVEN) years later. That's how much it took them to overcome trauma and shit. And yet, my baba never complained about Morocco once (most out of respect to my mama, I feel) and my mama died missing home. I owe my opinions to them, even if they don't know. They were poor and gave me everything.

So I guess I'm not the "typical" Moroccan to u but fuck you for saying that. Fuck you for thinking there are not people who raise their voice, both in bled and in the diaspora. Fuck for thinking criticism only belong to white "educated people". cause spoiler: it does not. Criticism belong to US. Revolution belong to people and it starts from the people, not certainly from you sitting in front of me with your drink, your degree and your white privilege in Italy.

[coraniaid]

Most of the notes I made for myself while watching Passion were complaints or criticisms, but I do think it’s worth saying up front that I honestly love this episode.  For all its flaws I completely agree with the popular critical consensus on this one: I think it’s a genuinely great episode of television.  One of the best parts of the high school seasons and quite possibly the highest peak the show has managed to hit so far.

In a lot of ways it picks up where Innocence left off.  Both episodes lean heavily into the metaphorical reading of the newly soulless Angel as an older boyfriend who turned out to be a creep after Buffy slept with him (“Don’t tell me,” says Joyce early on.  “He's not the same guy you fell for.”).  Both episodes work very hard to show us that Angel is not redeemable – first with the Judge last season declaring him “clean” of humanity, now with Angel killing Jenny.  But Passion hits a little harder, I think, because there’s no counterpart to that rocket launcher scene.  The good guys don’t get to enjoy even a partial victory here.

Other thoughts:

I think this is a surprisingly good episode for Joyce, in a way we don’t typically really get until Season 3.  It hits the right balance between showing that Buffy and her mother struggle to communicate but that this doesn’t mean they don’t bother deeply care about each other.  Buffy’s concern for her mother is paramount throughout the first half of the episode (and Giles’ insistence that she can’t tell her mother about being a Slayer is more than slightly hypocritical, given that we’ve already been told that his parents always knew about him being a Watcher).  

Of course Joyce herself isn’t perfect – she doesn’t know the whole story, and yes Angel only tells her that he slept with Buffy because he knows Buffy well enough to anticipate Joyce’s reaction – but however bad The Talk goes it doesn’t feel like this really had as much of an impact as Angel would have been hoping for.  It doesn’t seem to have really damaged their relationship.  I believe Joyce when she says she loves Buffy “more than anything in the world” even if (she thinks) Buffy’s trying to shut her out.  And I think this particular conversation, and the way Buffy can only say “you’re not” when her mother suggests she’s “grossing her out” is the sort of thing Season 5 is calling back to when, three years from now, Buffy will tell Giles that “my mom is gone … and I loved her more than anything … and I don’t know if she knew.”

(I think the shot of Joyce hugging Willow when they get the call from Giles is a nice touch too.  That whole scene from Angel’s perspective is so good, isn’t it?  The whole framing device with his voiceover too.  It should probably be kind of cheesy, but it’s not.  Maybe it helps that I just think Angel is a really fun villain.)

Speaking of that scene: everything between Willow and Jenny is so sad knowing what’s coming up later.  I remember being slightly surprised, back in Season 1, that Willow didn’t seem to immediately warm to Jenny despite their mutual interest in computers (“how come she’s in the club?” she protested in Prophecy Girl).  But I think the show has done just enough by the halfway point of this episode to make it seem credible that of all the Scoobies Willow in particular would be hardest hit by her death.  (The juxtaposition of Willow being excited and eager to take over Jenny’s teaching responsibilities at the start of the episode and then how somber she looks when she is taking over for her at the end is particularly good.)

It rankles slightly, in the way I’ve complained about before, that the script still reduces Jenny to “Giles’ girlfriend” at times and that one of the reactions to her death – by somebody who knew Jenny! – is “poor Giles”.  Nobody even thinks to suggest that Angel might have killed Jenny for some reason other than hurting her boyfriend.  Equally Giles seems unnecessarily dismissive of Buffy’s concern about the fact that Angel has been sneaking into her room at night at the start of the episode.  But the scene with Jenny’s boyfriend attacking Angel in the factory (after the rather complacent advice of “you mustn’t let Angel get to you.  No matter how provocative his behavior may become”) and then Buffy coming to save him, giving up the chance to kill Angel herself to pull him out of the fire, is so good I’m almost persuaded to overlook it.

And the mere fact of Jenny Calendar’s death itself – despite the weird retcon about her past and the fact the show insists she betrayed the Scooby Gang while showing us she didn’t, despite the fact they bury her under a name she never used in the show, despite the fact that after this season ends Jenny’s name will only be spoken on screen twice, despite the fact it establishes the precedent that will later be used for any number of increasingly questionable ‘shocking’ deaths in the Buffyverse – despite everything, it’s still utterly heartbreaking.

Jenny isn’t the first recurring character the show’s killed off, but she’s the first recurring character of any significance (with apologies to Jesse and Principal Flutie).  Or, I suppose, technically she’s just the first recurring character of any significance who dies and doesn’t get better.  The first recurring character who won’t be coming back.  The first recurring character that Buffy and her friends show any sign of missing.  And the first recurring character that the audience will care about losing.

I just think this episode could have been even better if the writers themselves cared about Jenny Calendar at all.

[princesssarisa]

Some more talk about "The Little Mermaid" (Disney version – the original, not the remake)

I think some fans of Disney's The Little Mermaid go too far in their attempts to defend Ariel from critics who complain that "she gives up everything for a man she doesn't know." Namely, I think they belittle Ariel's feelings for Eric too much in trying to make the point that she doesn't give up everything just for him.

"She just has a crush on him," they say. "It doesn't become real love until they bond on land. She doesn't become human for Eric, she does it mainly because she's always loved the human world, and to get away from her father after he destroys her collection."

I'm sorry, but I just don't buy the idea that it's "just a crush."

Yes, she falls for him just from watching him for a few minutes, but this is a fairy tale! If we can suspend disbelief to pretend that mermaids exist, we can suspend disbelief to pretend that Love at First Sight is real.

If it were just a crush and not really a big motivation for her, then why does the movie give so much dramatic weight to the tender "Part of Your World" reprise she sings to him, and especially to the iconic vow to someday be part of his world that she sings on the rock?

Why do all the other characters describe her as "in love," including Ursula when she's alone and talking to herself?

Why would she be shown obsessively daydreaming about Eric, and planning a way to introduce herself to him, if we were meant to think "She would have eventually gotten over him and stayed under the sea if Triton hadn't destroyed her grotto"?

Of course it's important that Ariel doesn't in any way, shape, or form become human only for Eric. Of course she's always been fascinated by the human world and dreamed of being part of it, and she sings "Part of That World" (which is really what the song's official title should be – it only becomes "Part of Your World" in the reprise) before she even knows that Eric exists.

Of course it's also true that she wouldn't have made the deal with Ursula if Triton hadn't destroyed her grotto. Ursula and her eels hone in on her in a vulnerable moment, when she's been deeply hurt by her father and feels as if he'll never understand her or let her be free to live her own life, and they use it to manipulate her.

But can't we agree on all of that, yet still see her love for Eric as real?

I'll admit, maybe I'm only making this argument because I want love for Eric to be an important motive in Ariel's choice to become human, just like the people who say "She just has a crush on him" don't want it to matter as much. The reason being that even if one of my parents were to do something as hurtful to me as Triton destroying Ariel's collection, I still can't picture myself abandoning them, and the whole rest of my family, and my friends, forever. If Ariel's rash decision weren't motivated by true and passionate love for Eric, in addition to her lifelong passion for the human world and her problems with her father, I'm not sure I could forgive her so easily for abandoning everyone who loves her.

(And please don't accuse me of shaming people who cut ties with their abusive parents. Triton isn't an abuser, just an overly strict, misguided parent who does one cruel deed that he instantly regrets.)

But I do think the movie supports my perspective.

"She gives up everything for much more than just Eric" and "Her love for Eric is true and important" aren't mutually exclusive statements.