#so like unless they suck at their job i can't see this being the end

[princessamericachavez]

like yes yes eddie needs to choose and buck needs to be chosen but also 

Eddie needs to get over the very big trauma of losing his wife. Last time he dated someone he had literal panic attacks at the thought of her being mistaken for Chris’s mother and as much as we saw him work through in therapy we never?? really?? talked?? about?? that?? So, yeah, Eddie needs to realize that he’s at a point where he’s ready to risk his heart and give love a second chance 

(and maybe realize he already did becase there already is a partner in his life who gets consistently confused for Chris’s guardian and it feels natural to him?? but he still needs to realize he’s ready for love)

And Buck needs to be ready to be in a relationship where he’s loved for who he is, where he doesn’t bend and twist to fit someone else’s expectations. And for that Buck needed to die, and needed to come back, and now he needs to process that trauma and steady himself. 

(and Buck loves so quickly, so openly, so loudly, and he gives so much of himself and he wants to be loved that way, and maybe he’ll realize that he already?? is?? loved?? but he needs to let himself accept it)

so basically, it’s not only a matter of choice... eddie needs to be ready to love and buck needs to accept that he is loved if they are ever going to find each other properly together

and that, my funny little friends, is the point of their arcs were we are at right now

[sugar-omi]

Dilf!Cove spicy headcanons… crumbs for the masses please… 👀

HELP I SPIRALED THIS IS SO LONG.... THIS AINT CRUMBS ITS LITERALLY A WHOLE MEAL

but no bc why did this actually get outta hand.... um. anyway.... may or may not fix the format bc there's a lot going on but.. enjoy :)

tags : NSFW, DILF!cove, headcanons, multiple choice dialogue, dilf!cove is just frisky okay you just gotta read it, bit of bottom/switch cove, lots of service top cove

synopsis : nsfw dilf!cove headcanons

big. big man. big, beefy, squishy, thicc man with PROMINENT VEINS IN HIS (BIG) HANDS and he KNOWS ITS HOT and he ABUSES IT BC HE KNOWS YOU LOVE IT

constantly grabbing you, rubbing your thigh and back and shoulder...

can't drive properly unless he has a hand on your thigh or your hand in his

don't be afraid to smack his hand away, because thats how you end up giving truck drivers a show on the highway bc your nasty ass husband is fingering you or jerking you off until you're sloppy

like i think a few truckers know you by now....

he's so bad for yalls reputation</3

also you can't pay him enough to button his shirt up all the way.

minimum 3 buttons undone.

usually has 4-5 buttons undone and when he bends over you can see his (pierced) nipples and all the bite marks n hickeys you left behind last night

sleeps in less and less clothes

remember how someone (on twt i think? maybe it wasn an anon tho) said smth about why does cove wear long pants n shirt when he doesnt like layers?

well he had that epiphany too

and at first it was pants and tank top, or long sleeves n shorts

then tank and shorts... then just his boxers....

but now, he'll sleep full on naked

ofc if you're uncomfortable with it, he won't.

but who doesn't want their sexy husband to sleep naked?

it leads to interesting mornings too..

cove's hard length pressed up against you because he can't sleep without holding or being close to you

and for weeks, the morning starts with lazy hand-jobs, frisky blow-jobs (especially when he's sleeping, something you surprised him with when he said he dreamed about that yesterday)

and then it ended up with you or him on top of the other, your/his hips never too far away and you're lazily kissing..

or cove cuddling you in the morning, and you slip him inside you or he slips between your thighs.. cove loves it when you do that, pushing your ass back on him and he can just hold you while you fuck yourself on his cock

loves to take you on vacation or lil getaways

you're kids are grown and you're empty nesters, even if theyre still at home for college, they dont necessarily need you now

so if cove takes you away on a beach vacation, surprising you with a boat for a week. thats great!!!

and you promise to send your family pictures, but please be careful...

because that picture of the view through the window? you can see your naked husband in the reflection

that picture of you laying in bed with breakfast? you can see his soft cock laying on his thigh...

besides those photos, maybe think twice before sending the 'safe' ones or prepare for comments telling you to get a room (or your kids sending sick emojis or something bc cove is being touchy in the photo)

bc cove is either grabbing your butt, chest, his face in your neck, and/or he has you on his lap, and you can basically see the nasty thoughts in his head or his look of satisfaction or his hand is (once again) in a dangerous spot...

everyone jokes abt you 2 having the time of your lives over there, especially away from the kids

kid: please leave the sexual tension at the door BEFORE YOU GET HOME!!!! ✋️✋️

which they'd be right abt, because that selfie of you guys using the mini-bar in the backyard?

cove bends you over the mini-bar and sucks you off / eats you out until you complain abt the surface hurting your back and then he picks you up and brings you inside

that selfie of the two of you or one of you in the infinity pool, both of yall in your cute new swimsuits you bought for this trip, having a drink?

after that picture, cove has you leaning back on your elbows, the water splashing and clapping between you as he fucks you

or you'll be trying to take a selfie and he swims up behind you, and fucks you from behind.. your body squished between his body and the wet tile as he tells you how good you look in that swimsuit...

yeah definitely fucks you in the pool or hot tub several times.

while sitting in the hot tub, he has you in his lap and he's thrusting up into you, your arms wrapped around him and he's sucking on your chest

that picture of you guys in your formal wear, about to go to dinner?

you were so late that your table almost got given away, all because cove begged you to let him give you head after you got ready and dolled up

and you aren't even gonna mention how he stopped in the middle of getting ready himself to fuck you over the bathroom counter after you got out the shower

yeah, everyone sees you guys absolutely glowing when you come back, and there's definitely a mark or two on each of you that isn't hidden

mmm this is why I can see cove buying a boat

sometimes you can't afford to take a whole trip abroad or outta state

so why not spend the day on the boat, and maybe.. just maybe... you can sunbathe, sip mimosas, let cove give you head.... sounds like a great time <33

omfg surprises you with lingerie

buys himself something risque and lays out a trail of petals to the bedroom from the front door, and there he is, on a fluffy bed with more petals, laid/sat up all pretty

surprises you with toys too

even if its more of a gift to him, it benefits you <3

who wouldn't wanna pleasure their stressed husband after a long week, using whatever vibe, dildo, plug, or fleshlight that he picked out for you to use on him

even begs you to fuck / peg him, he really just wants you to take care of him

or if you let him, he'll fuck himself on your cock (or your mouth) until he feels better

also does it for you

buys you cute lil toys to use on you alongside his mouth or cock

no matter what, loves to pleasure you, especially with his own body

constantly using his mouth or fingers on you, he lives for it

also buys you lingerie if you'd like it

but mainly buys you clothes. be it formal, casual, or whatever

likes to dress you up period, especially for dates

ofc there's always a surprise in there :)

which always leads to you rushing home or sneaking into the bathroom at the restaurant n one of you tugging at the others clothes

omfg nudes and taking pics/videos...

by this point, cove will send you a cheeky nude or video while you're at work just to make you rush home or call him on your lunch break

loves it if he gets to come to your work and you ride him in the parking lot, growling about how dirty he is

if you send him a nude or video while he's at work, fuck he's in pieces

needs you to come fuck him or suck him off, or even let him get you off (he'll definitely jerk off while giving you head)

sometimes he just can't help but wanna take a picture of you and/or him during sex

you just look so pretty; covered in sweat n hickeys (and his cum<3), stuffed with his dick, or your head thrown back from pleasure when he's going down on you.

or his fingers stirring up your insides until all you can hear in the video is your sloppy insides, loud moans, and occasionally cove's dirty talk n babbles about how good you are for him

also wants to commemorate you or him looking pretty in lingerie

poses all pretty for you, shows off his fat ass in his lacy undies... he's just so cute

so not only do you guys have a lovely memory of a spicy anniversary (or random tuesday) night, but you also have material for the spank bank

because when you're away long enough, you can expect a naughty call from cove in the middle of the night

someetimes he sends you a text to please call him, he needs to hear your voice... or you catch him in the middle of reminiscing

he's all breathy and panting, tries to act normal but after the first few times, doesn't even bother trying to pretend his not rutting up into his hand or fucking himself on one of his favorite thick dildos<3

[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

Oooh a drabble or oneshot inspired by the song where you belong by The weeknd, with lloyd hansen. Theme: Jealousy....what do ya think?

I loved writing this. Thank you. Sorry it's taken so long, my life seems to have gotten rather busy lately. Hope you enjoy x

Where You Belong... Lloyd Hansen x reader - sequel to Better Believe It

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, oral (f-receiving), fingering, hand job, sucking on titties, manhandling, public sex? Sex on a desk, unprotected sex (wrap it), use of daddy, nicknames (baby girl, baby boy, baby, sunshine, angel), slight angst, jealous!Lloyd, appearance by Jake Jensen, guns

I feel the blood rushin' throughout ya body

You see the scars painted over my skin

I'm always numb to the topic of loving

I fell in love with the subject of sin, oh

I don't have to remind you, oh, oh

It's my need to confine you, oh, oh

I see your face every time I'm with somebody else

Can't you see that I want you?

I don't have to remind you, oh, oh

Oh, whoa-ooh, woah, oh

Where you belong

Lloyd was pouting. And the longer he sat in his car outside of your computer repair store watching you through the window as some nerdy-looking fucker flirted with you, he pouted even more. Lloyd never pouted, unless he wasn't getting his own way, and then he pouted like a little boy being told no. And right now all he wanted to do was march right up to you and fuck you over the counter that you were leaning on, in front of the nerd and claim you as his. But you weren't his. You had been a way to pass the time and a way to take his frustration out, but that had ended months ago. Well, two months, a week and four days ago, not that he had been keeping track since you left him. Two whole weeks of devouring your cunt whenever he pleased, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you provided to be the best way to keep his mind from exploding as he tried to complete his mission.

"So... You wanna stick around for a while, angel?" Lloyd asked and pressed a kiss just behind your ear. His moustache tickling your sensitive skin.

You gave a tired hum. "Depends. You gonna fuck me like that if I do?"

Lloyd chuckled and pushed himself up so he was over you. "Oh, sunshine," He said with a shit-eating grin. "You better believe I'm gonna fuck you silly."

A smirk curled at your lips as you wrapped one arm around his broad shoulders and wrapped your fingers around his semi-hard cock making him moan. "Then I'm all yours." You pressed your lips against his as you gave his cock a soft squeeze around the shaft.

Lloyd began humping your hand as your tongues fought for dominance. He reached up with his left hand and wrapped his hand around your throat giving it a squeeze making you moan and pause momentarily, allowing Lloyd to take control.

He pulled back with a smirk. "I'm going to fucking ruin you, Sunshine."

It had been you to ruin him. Usually, women never got under his skin, but you had bewitched him from the moment you met. You were perfect.

"I need to go home, Lloyd... Jake, called... something about a bug on a corporate company's software and he needs my help. I'm sorry."

At first, when you informed him you had to return home, he was more disappointed than heartbroken. He'd be losing the best pussy he's ever had, but he had always known eventually it was going to happen. You and he were just some 'vacation' fun, nothing more. But as those two months, one week and four days began to pass, he realised that it may have been just more than 'vacation' fun for him and he was missing you more than he first thought he might. That's when he decided to go out and find someone else to fuck, but he found it was only your face he wanted to see in the midst of pleasure. It was your moans and touches he was craving not that of a stranger.

Lloyd's nostrils flared and his hands gripped the steering wheel tight as he watched you wrap your arms around the guy's neck and kiss his cheek before wandering off out of sight. Lloyd glared at the guy as he watch you walk away with a smirk. Lloyd let out a heavy breath through his nostrils as he opened the door and got out, slamming it shut behind him. His hands balled up into fists as he marched across the street towards your store.

The sound of the door being kicked open in the other room startled you from your work. You raised your head and peered over your shoulder towards the black curtain that separated the back room and the front of the store from each other as you listened to the commotion out front. It sounded like Jake was arguing with someone.

You stood up and walked towards the curtain, only to jump back with a gasp as it was thrown open. Your eyes widened in surprise, "Lloyd?"

Lloyd smirked at you. He closed the gap between you, crashing his mouth against yours as he pulled you into his body. You could faintly hear Jake talking but you were preoccupied with Lloyd's tongue in your mouth and his hard cock pressing against your thigh to care. Your arms wound around Lloyd's neck as you moaned into Lloud's mouth, and waved Jake away. You let Lloyd guide you backwards until you were pressed against your desk and his firm body.

He pulled back from you with a grunt and turned to face Jake as he pulled a gun out of his jacket and pointed it at him. "I've told you once, get the fuck out, kid." He growled. You shivered at his tone feeling yourself get hot and bothered.

Jake's mouth fell open in shock before he looked at you with a frown. "Y/n, tell your pornstar to stop being mean to me."

Lloyd gritted his teeth as he moved towards Jake.

"Jake..." You sighed as you pulled on Lloyd's shoulder to stop him from moving away from you. "Go home." You smirked at Jake before looking up at the man in front of you. "Lloyd, unless you're going to fuck me with it," You put your hand over the top of his gun and pushed it down. "Put that thing away." Jake scoffed in disgust as he turned away from the pair of you and closed the curtain behind him.

"You'd love for me to do that, wouldn't you, Sunshine," Lloyd smirked down at you as he dropped the gun onto your desk before crashing his lips against yours.

You moaned into his mouth as you threaded your fingers through his short hair, tugging firmly as he firmly grabbed your backside in his large hands. He lifted you and placed you on top of your desk, standing between your legs as you spread them for him.

Lloyd pulled back from you panting as he pushed your summer dress up your thighs. "Fuck. Can smell her." He ripped your panties down your thighs and threw them over his shoulder.

"She's missed you." You moaned as he ran his knuckles through your already wet folds.

"I hope she as." Lloyd hummed as he looked up into your eyes and pinched your chin between the fingers of his other hand. "What about you, Sunshine? You miss me?" He asked as lightly pressed his lips to the corner of your mouth.

You nodded with a soft sigh as Lloyd moved his lips across your skin. "More than you could know." You whispered and began unbuckling his belt. "Now fuck me, Lloyd." You leant back on your desk with your legs spread wide for him. You played with your sensitive clit as you watched him palm his hard cock through his pants.

Lloyd smirked to himself. "I will, Sunshine, but let daddy get a taste. I've missed her sweetness." He licked his lips and dropped to his knees before you.

You let out a breathy moan as Lloyd pressed his mouth against your cunt and began devouring you.

"Fuck. So. Good. Baby." Lloyd groaned against you. "FUCK!" Lloyd pressed his face against your cunt with a moan, his mustache rubbing against your clit as he fucked you with his tongue.

"Fuck, baby." Your head fell back with a deep moan as you threaded your fingers through his hair and tugged making Lloyd groan against you.

Lloyd pulled back from you and shoved three of his thick fingers inside your quivering pussy and pressed his thumb against your clit. "Cum!" Lloyd ordered.

You cried out as you came around his fingers. Fuck, you'd missed how quick he could make you cum.

As Lloyd stood up between your spread legs, his face glistening in your juices and made quick work of his pants, pushing them and briefs down his thighs until his cock could spring free. He spat into his hand before wrapping it around his cock and gave himself a couple of strokes.

Lloyd hooked his arm under your knee and pulled you closer to the edge of your desk. He took a hold of his cock and ran the head through your folds making your breath catch in your throat as the tip nudged your clit.

With a deep moan Lloyd pushed his bulbous head inside your warm wet hole making your eyes roll back with a moan. Lloyd bent down and stuck his tongue into your already open and willing mouth.

You both moaned into each other's mouths as Lloyd's thick cock split you open and he bottomed out.

You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders as Lloyd began to move his hips back and forth. "Fuck." You moaned.

Lloyd shoved his face against your shoulder with a groan as you squeezed his cock. "FUCK!... Missed... you... beautiful," He pulled down the strap of your dress so your breast was free and fondled it as he moved his hips at a punishing pace. "Mine... No one... Else's..."

You moaned out as Lloyd ran his tongue over your left nipple before he wrapped his lips around it and began to suck on it. You tangled your fingers in his hair and you arched your back as Lloyd bit your nipple. "Oh, God, Lloyd," You cried out.

Lloyd pulled back with a pop and crashed his lips against yours as he fucked you harder.

He pulled back with a heavy breath. "Fuck!" Lloyd bit his bottom lip as he watched himself slip in and out of your wet pussy. "Oh, fuck," His head fell back with a groan as he moved harder and faster.

He slipped his hand between you and began circling your clit with his fingers. Your eyes screwed shut as you grew closer and closer to your release, switching between muttering praises and begging. Fuck, you'd missed Lloyd.

"C'mon, angel, cum for me... Need it... Please." Lloyd panted as he held your gaze.

You shook your head, "I want... Your-"

Lloyd chuckled as he pressed a short kiss to your lips. "Don't worry, Sunshine," He reached up with his free hand and wrapped his fingers around your throat as he moved his other fingers against your clit harsher. "I'm right behind ya'." He hammered harder into as he squeezed your throat making your eyes roll back.

You let out a an almost silent scream as your orgasm hit. You pulled on Lloyd's hair making him groan in pleasure and let go of your throat as you crashed your lips against his in a heated kiss as Lloyd's movements stilled as he came.

You pulled back from him and rested your forehead against his as you both caught your breath, still holding on to each other's body.

"I'm glad you're not dead, Lloyd." You whispered, gently pushing him back from you as you untangled yourself.

Lloyd chuckled, "Aww, were you worried about me, Sunshine?" He smirked at you as he tucked himself away. "I told you before there's no need."

You rolled your eyes as you hopped off the desk and took your panties from him. "Don't tease, Lloyd. It's not cute." You bent over and pulled your panties on.

Lloyd laughed again, "Don't pout because you missed me, Sunshine."

You laughed as you stood up and looked at him. "You missed me too, or you wouldn't be here, Lloyd." You folded your arms across your chest with a pout.

Lloyd frowned, "I missed your pussy, there's a difference." He folded his arms as he stared at you.

You rolled your eyes at him. "Bullshit!" You huffed as your cell started going off beside you in your desk. You picked it up with a frown, "What is it, Jake-" You gasped in surprise as Lloyd ripped the phone out of your hand and threw it against the wall making it smash. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" You smacked arm angrily.

"We were having a conversation, you don't just answer your cel-"

"IT WAS WORK!" You shouted. "Have you forgotten how many times you did that?"

"Oh, please. You told that little twerp to go home. He knew what we were doing. There's only one reason why he's calling." Lloyd glared at you.

Your mouth hung open for a moment before you began smiling at him. Any time Jake texted or called you whilst you were having your 'vacation' fun, Lloyd got pissy and would fuck you even harder, claiming it was because of 'work'. Now it made sense.

"You're jealous." You smiled at him.

"What?" Lloyd's brows furrowed as he scoffed. "Like fuck I am."

Your head fell back with laughter. "Oh, my god, you're jealous of, Jake." You said teasingly making Lloyd huff.

"I am not jealous of that little fuck." He glared.

"Aww, baby boy," You cupped Lloyd's cheeks and mushed them together. "There's no reason for you to be jealous." You cooed making Lloyd push your hands away from him, only making you  laugh even more.

Lloyd huffed as you continued to tease him. "Shut your mouth, before I shut it for you." He grunted and grabbed his gun from your desk.

"Aww, what's wrong Lloyd? Don't like hearing the truth?" You pouted at him before you let out a soft laugh. "Relax... I won't tell anyone you're really a big, soft, pussy whipped, little-"

You let out a startled gasp as Lloyd grabbed a hold of your throat and shoved you against the wall, forcing his gun in between your lips.

"I warned you." He snarled in your face.

You stared up at him with wide eyes as you pressed your thighs together.

Lloyd looked down and shook his head with a chuckle, "Just a whore for daddy, aren't you?" He asked.

You nodded the best you could with the gun still in your mouth.

Lloyd removed the gun and replaced it with his mouth, forcing his tongue in between your lips as he ground his hips against you, his hardening cock pressing between your legs and making you moan.

"Fahk," He panted against your mouth. "Need to get you home..."

You let out a soft moan as he trailed the tip of the gun up your thigh. "Promise you'll fuck me with it this time?" You asked.

Lloyd groaned, "Baby, I'll fuck you with anything you want." He kissed you again.

[matcha-flavored-cake]

TRICK OR TREAT

⁰¹ I don't have regrets or shame. I was extremely horny and thinking abt tartaglia and scary clowns. Best things of the world

⁰² Yes i know that is Ghostface in the picture, I just couldn't find a clown to fit the aesthetic ok

⁰³ tw: dumbification, lots of "sweetie, cutie, slut, bitch", pussy pleaser tartaglia, primal play, mentions of cum and blood, exhibitionism, fucking in the woods, kissing, biting, creampie, lots of cum (I'm disgusting<3). And clowns.

⁰⁴ no beta we die like valorant players

Enjoy &lt;3

You loved Halloween, it's the best part of the year. The screaming of kids, the candy, the ghosts. Even if people called you weird for liking this things.

Truth is, you were always a little weird.

But the best people in the world are.

When you and your friends decided to go to the Halloween Carnival that would take place in town, you were super excited. People scaring you from all sides? Cool costumes and games? You're in. And maybe you liked the idea of ​​being chased by a fake killer clown a little too much? Yes but it wasn't your fault they were... attractive.

Your friends knew it, and they weren't the least bit surprised to see your excitement when they arrived at the Carnival. Between running away from clowns and even trying to kiss some of the "scary" clowns, you and your friends managed to have a lot of fun and even get laughs out of people who were working that night.

You and your friends decided to split up and play some games, between jokes and attempts to eat at some point you ended up losing the group. You just laughed deciding to look for them along the way, looking the costumes, taking pictures do maybe draw latter, and eating candy. You're humming a soft melody of "Scarborough Fair" when a sudden clown emerged in front of you making you scream and laugh.

"Trick or treat cutie?" the muffled voice asked you. He was tall, oh boy he as tall, and he did a good job with his mask, and he was holding a fake axe in hands. 8/10 of a costume.

"You scared the shit out of me!" You laugh, bending your body to take a deep breath. The clown seemed amused by your reaction.

"Usually people start crying out of fear and don't laugh you know?" you just let out a weak laugh in response.

"You'll have to do a better trick to get some reaction out of me y'know?" You laughed and stuck your tongue out as you continued walking.

"So will it be trick cutie?" he asked. For a moment you imagined a hint of second intentions in his voice. But so what if it did? It's Halloween, he looked cool, and walking out of the Carnival with wobbly legs and jaw aching from sucking cock seemed like a good idea.

"Yeah. It's trick for you Mr. Scary Clown." You looked behind, smiling at him. He was fast to catch the invite.

After making sure that he didn't catch wrong vibes, and you were sober and consenting to him (after all he's not a jerk and consent is important). He decided to torture you a little (in the best way possible) while leading you to one of the buildings used to prepare one of the haunted houses. He put his hand in the back pocket of your jeans, giving a nice squeeze in your ass every now and then. You're nervous and smiling like a dummy, and honestly who wouldn't? Along the way he was asking things about you while going up in the building, and you could swear you saw a boner in front of his pants. When you reached the third floor of the building he stoped:

"Here's the thing, were going to play a little game." He said. You nodded, you're so dummy, such a good little bitch Tartaglia thought. "We're going to play hide and seek ok?" He got close, putting his hands on your waist, making small circles, you had barely started and your mouth was already dry.

"You can't go downstairs, unless you want everyone seeing what I'm about to do with you okay cutie? Yeah? Can you promise that?" He humped his crotch on your heat slightly, making you moan a little. "I'm going to count to 10, and you're going to hide ok sweetie? Be a doll for me and do as I say hmm?" You nodded, mind hazy already, he gave your ass another squeeze.

"By the way, you can call me Tartaglia. One... Two..." He started counting, you stupidly looked at the rooms and corridors of the small 5 floor building and started to run towards one of the rooms. Outside the window you could see the colorful lights of the Carnival, and below you could hear screams from the haunted house, you smiled at the thought that while everyone was playing outside you would be playing a dirty game inside the building.

You've finally managed to find a reasonable place to hide, behind a counter in a room. You heard Tartaglia saying that he stopped counting and started hunting you. You heart was racing, and your panties were starting to get soaked with the idea of being hunt like a prey. The anxiety and tension making you more excited than you wanted to admit.

"Cutie~ I can hear you panting~" Tartaglia said laughing, you covered your mouth with a red face. Had he turned you into a bitch in heat with just a few humps and ass squeezes? Damn...

For a moment everything was silent and you almost came out of your hiding place to check if Tartaglia had gotten lost or left you there alone. But a pair of hands appeared in your field of vision and pulled you out while laughed. "Fuck yeah, I've got you" he said and you screamed, laughing with him right after.

"Gotta get my treat now." He said next to you ear, turning you to face the window, leaning on the counter. He gave your ass a slap before start humping again, this time more harder and moaning louder. You started mewling felling his boner between your clothed ass. God he was so big, the way he was holding your waist tightly making you feel things.

He started to take off his pants, lowering them to his legs, and palming his boner in front of you. You imitated him taking off your pants and jacket, lucky you weren't in a costume. Tartaglia lifted his mask enough for his mouth to show and started giving you little kisses, with time you two were kissing like horny teenagers.

He was standing between your legs, lowering his underwear and squeezing your breasts. He seemed to try to hold every part of your body.

"Fuck, you're pretty, can't believe I got you all for myself" he said kissing your and giving your neck and collarbones some hickeys. He let his heavy cock rest against your tummy. You bite your lips while held his dick masturbating him. You felt hot and your mind was cloudy, you wanted to suck his dick really bad.

Tartaglia kissed your neck and took off your bra licking and sucking your nipples while looking at you. He was in his own Wonderland. He took of his mask, revealing that even under the mask he wore clown makeup, which was now slightly melted, giving him a chaotic look. He was so pretty. With blue eyes scanning your state: panting, in messy clothes, and breasts inviting him once more.

"Fuck" he said, going back to your nipples closing his eyes sucking and biting like he want to milk your breasts. He humped again rubbing his dick in you clit making you moan loudly and spread your legs. Your fingers twitched in pleasure as he lowered his mouth further and further.

"Can I lick your pussy Sweetie?" He asked nicely patting your belly. You nodded of course you nodded, smiling stupidly. He kissed your pussy, grateful and you're gone, moaning like his little bitch. Tartaglia sucked and licked you as if his life depended on it, his hands held your thighs steady, and even though you closed around him he smiled and rolled his eyes in pleasure like he was tasting ambrosia. The wet sounds of his mouth and you mixed with the excitement outside made your head full.

You rocked your hips against his face and Tartaglia started seeing stars, sucking you while one hand was on his own cock, moaning from both pleasures. He wanted to go on, he wanted to taste you. He hunted you and now he would eat you out and taste everything you had to give him. You were his prey, he was the hunter.

"Ta-Tartaglia-ah! I'm gonna... I'm" you tried to alert him, but oh boy he was long gone between your folds. Sinking his head deeper and his tongue even deeper into you, Tartaglia drank your juices as you squirted into his mouth. The sounds he made as he licked and sucked what was left of you were so obscene that they will haunt you for months. You on the other hand were a mess, your body vibrating and wet with sweat, panting like you'd run a marathon.

When Tartaglia finally left your poor cunt alone, he rose to kiss you, who responded happily, already limp after cumming so intensely. Without giving much time to you for recover, he started to overstimulate your pussy, rubbing his dick on your clit.

"Open your mouth" You obeyed, opening as he commanded. He stuck two fingers inside your mouth and after you had sucked them long enough, he put them inside your pussy. Your legs opened up giving him more room so his fingers could go in and out, like pistons inside your hole. You held his arm giving him little cries while he prepared and coaxed you.

"Shhhh, it's ok doll, you need to be nice and wet for me ok? So I can fuck this pretty little pussy." He slapped your cunt, making you jump. "I think you're ready" He said opening your folds and spitting, using his tongue to lick your clit. Tartaglia held his cock in front of your entrance, the head of his dick was red, like he was angry. It's not a surprise since he was holding back his cum so he could make a mess on you. He put the head inside you slowly, the rest going in without difficulty since you're so wet.

"Ffuck yeah..." He threw back his head. Hissing and moaning. You were so tiny, so hot inside. Your gummy walls gripping his dick like a vice. He wanted to cum already, paint you with thick ropes of hot cum and breed you. God this was already the best halloween for him.

The fact that you were so welcoming to him was the best, your silly face already dumb just for having your pussy eaten by him, god the things he wanted to do with you.

He started to move, going slow just to hear you breaking little by little, moaning like a little bitch on his cock. He held you putting your legs around his waist and started moving your hips faster, making you hold on to him to stay steady. Fucking you raw and in a fast pace, you could feel his cock kissing your cervix. Going deep inside you.

You were so warm, he couldn't stop, he don't wanted to. Tartaglia wanted to keep going on and on and on marking you as his. He had a smile into his face, completely drunk on your pussy. Already addicted into fucking you.

Going back to the counter he made you face the Carnival, pulling your hair while going balls deep into your warmth. Your eyes rolling back to your skull, your voice hoarse from moaning too much. One of his hands going to your clit, making small circles, causing you to hold the counter. The skin on skin noise going more and more fast, Tartaglia was on the verge of tears after holding his cum for so long. And you were cumming again, making Tartaglia hiss felling your insides getting more tight, almost milking his cock, you were already crying of overstimulation.

"You're so so tight doll! Yeah, so tight. I'm gonna make a mess inside you. Take it all like a good little slut hmm? Be a cutie and take all my cum f-fuck yeah!" He shouted, still going in and out while cumming inside your poor little pussy. His cum was thick and hot, making you feel more wobbly, your legs giving up, but Tartaglia was fast to catch you before your fall.

"There you go..." He said, panting. Sitting on the ground with you on his arms. You were fucked silly, saying incoherent words and holding him, with lazy expression. He gave you time to recover this time. And after a little nap you could talk like a functional adult again.

"Your friends called you, i answered saying that you're ok, gave my number and sent a picture of my ID card, they're sweet for taking good care of you." He said, holding your face. You laughed. "Yeah they do that."

"Wanna go to my place? We can eat something and sleep. I pay your Uber tomorrow, how about that?" He offered. You nodded "It's ok for me. But you'll need to carry me, because I think I can't walk anymore." You laughed and he just cover his face in shame. For someone with a sharp tongue, he was cute.

It was a good Halloween indeed.

[beecanons]

Hello!!! :D Hi, could you do Raiden and Kung Lao (MK1) or maybe Hanzo and Kuai Liang (MK11) agere headcannons? Pleeeeease? Also have a good day, and it's okie if you can't!! :3

hi! im not sure if you wanted them individually or as pairs so i gift you!

Regressor mk1 trio headcanons, featuring Liu Kang, Kung Lao and Raiden!

i know you didnt mention liu kang and as much as i love kung lao, i cant seperate these guys theyre best friends.

raiden would absolutely be a cg for regressors liu kang and kung lao though he would be a bit of a strict and stern cg he would be very caring and keep them out of touble but when he says no, theres no changing his mind.

liu kang or kung lao could easily be a baby sitter for one another but with raiden as cg theyre best buds or even sibs on a playdate

this does include playfights

kitana is either a standin cg or babysitter at least for liu kang, maye not as much for kung lao but will look after them together if need be

raiden's the best at giving sublte and vague excuses for the three of them to leave when needed no one questions him but the other too often suck at it and stumble over or generally mess up the excuse

not very independant regressors, they normally wont even regress unless prompted somehow

raiden picks up on everything knows the moment they feel little and need something hes very attuned to them and can read them easily

angy liu kang has set things on fire didnt always mean to does apologize after time out

liu kang would be maybe 4-5 kung lao might be soemthere between 4-10 depending on the day

kung lao needs some sort of safety precaution on his hat he's allowed to have it, they tried telling him he cant and that was a mistake but when he's little they put something on the bladded rim and he'll sit and pout about it for a bit

regressor Scorpion(Hanzo) and cg sub-zero(Kuai Liang)!

this gif just defines their relationship for me "no, hanzo, this way, there." "oh i see" "good job"

hanzo regresses around age 6 he's a very curious kid but hes also very stubborn and grumpy

hanzo wont often ask for help kuai liang will notice when he needs help and will usually ask first but knows hanzo wont admit to it and will find ways to help him out without causing a fuss

gumpy kiddo will sit next to him and pout until the other takes the hint and gives him a hug doesnt really like cuddles but is okay with hugs or being held for a short time

"hanzo dont do it...noo..." something proceeds to light on fire and be put out with cold "thats it, time out, little one" "no!"

its a fight to get him to settle down he's easier to handle and tuck in for a nap or sleep after he's tired himself out kuai liang will find things to direct his energy towards to keep him busy until he tires or gets burnt out so he can cool down with a nap (pun intended)

its hard to find little gear he wont burn when he gets upset a make shift bottle or sippy cup is just a metal waterbottle. plastic will melt and wood will char, so metal things are about the only material that can withstand his outbursts.

after being grumpy and angry, hes really sweet and helpful at the end of the day hanzo wants to help kuai liang as a thank you for helpng him too he feels bad after he gets upset, so he wants to be helpful and do something nice and be a good kiddo to make up for it.

i love mk so much i hope these were okay!

[multifandombxxch]

how jaehyun would be like if he’s with an inexperienced lover please!

Starting this off by saying that he is definitely one of the horny ones. The man is horny alooooooooooooooot.

with an inexperienced lover though I can see him toning it down a little bit.

He wouldn't want to make his s/o feel uncomfortable so he would ease them into his horniness.. lmaooo.

he would try to teach his s/o how to do things ...like blowjobs hand jobs etc.

he would do it with good intentions but would always end up wanting to have sex.

he basically tries to control himself until he can't anymore. Until he cracks.

and I feel like saying this...he would crack over the simplest shit lmaoooo

eg. his s/o laughter.. and boom he’s ready.

before anything though I feel like his s/o’s words mean a lot to him so he'll definitely ask if they’re ready.

once given a verbal yes (he’s another one that LOVESSS when his s/o uses their words) he’s pulling his s/o to the bedroom.

I shouldn't even have to say this but he takes the lead in the bedroom.

he's probably a soft dom... don't be mistaken though he can be rough.

for foreplay, he's eating his s/o out guiding them through every feeling and emotion.

uses his fingers to stretch them just enough so he can fit.

from then on it's nothing but sweet talking, caressing and him constantly asking “are you ok?” “do you like it?” and telling you to take your time.

he would move at a pace that his s/o would be comfortable with

specifically slow and deep.

balls deep.. would want his s/o to feel every last inch of him

he wouldn't try to go multiple rounds yet.

however, he’s gonna put them in different positions.

his pace will speed up and slow down depending on his s/o’s response

very observant when doing the act

any look of discomfort on his s/o face would result in him pulling out immediately.

wouldn't want his s/o to hide their moans or face

if he sees his s/o use a pillow to hide their face he's taking it and throwing it across the room

"Don't hide from me pretty...I want to see your face "

if his s/o covers their mouth to stop their moans he's accentuating his thrusts.

"Open your fucking mouth so I can hear you"

would put his thumb in your mouth for you to suck on

yh......he secretly enjoys you sucking on his thumb

it would be a sweet and attentive first time for his s/o...unless his s/o teased him then sweet and attentive would not be the words to use...

highlighting this especially... it's important for his inexperienced s/o to not tease him too much he has a big ego so teasing him will cause him to snap and that’ll result in them being rough fucked.

and I'm talking ROUGH. Tears. Screaming. Legs shaking. Can barely put a sentence together.

[zizz-asdf-re-r-o-u]

Dramatical Murder Battling NU Carnival

As a fan of both Dmmd & Nucarnival, yknow, I just had to.

If the 2 harems were to actually go into hand to hand combat.... Dmmd has only half as many people, Nukani has Kuya & Blade. And Eiden cannot fight period, so it'd be unfair. what i think might be more fair is paired off fights.

Clear vs Blade: Duh i had to do this. OG android vs new generation android. White-haired battle singing autism robot that calls their love interest a nickname vs white-haired battle singing autism robot that calls their love interest a nickname. 2012 sex robot learning human feelings vs 2022 sex robot learning human feelings. Cute service top with a depressing backstory vs cute service top with a depressing backstory. I think Blade would win by a landslide. Assassin Blade's biggest advantage is his durability combined with combat skills. In story (NOT game units) he can deal a shit ton of damage, take a shit ton of hits and instaheals super quickly. Meanwhile Clear also has great combat skills, but slower self healing and he is defective with a history of being damaged. So technically an unfair fight.

Koujaku vs Edmond: Both normal human swordfighters, ofc I also had to do this. I feel like their skills are matched for what they can, however Koujaku is a gang leader and is willing to get rough and Edmond... is a prim and proper(lol) knight for the most part. And if Koujaku went into Beast!jaku mode... well yeah Edmond's definitely lost.

Mink vs Quincy: the 2 big quiet traumatized depressed daddies whose communities died/were killed. I wanna say this would end up being a draw because Mink is a normal human that can be injured or killed, meanwhile Quincy is kind of immortal but has low motivation to fight unless he gets involved. if he had to, I'd imagine Quincy is supernaturally stronger though.

Rhyme Ren vs Garu/Karu: ok I'm just pitting them against each other cause they're the Dogs. However, although Garu/Karu is a survivalist, their stamina SUCKS & their fighting seems just passable. I love garu&karu, but Ren could 1HKO them. (Ren is also bigger, stronger, and more experienced than them so this is also an unfair fight.)

Noiz vs Dante: Originally I was gonna pair Noiz with Rei since they're both slightly apathetic special interest knowledge people, but Rei isn't really a melee hand to hand combat fighter. Dante can fight, and he has an advantage being bigger, more muscular, & having magic powers. (Interestingly, they're also both the youngest in their respective casts haha.)

Aoba vs Eiden...? The protagonists. However, this is also unfair fight cause um Eiden can't fight for shit and was recently a desk job worker lol. Whereas Aoba was a helluva punk, can still fight on his own, and has supernatural powers.

Ok now for fights that might be on even skill fighting levels and not just pairs.

Blade vs Scratch gang + the Alphas: Considering that Blade has been able to level entire battle fields and kill multiple sorcerers, I think this might give him a tough fight, even if he wins in the end. I will say, this also might depend on what weapons Scratch are carrying and how bulletproof Blade is. The "essence conductors"/guns got taken away before we can see how Blade reacts to them, but if Scratch had their guns, they might be able to take out Blade. (We don't usually see Dry Juice or Benishigure use guns, so I mention Scratch).

Kuya vs Aoba, Sei, Clear, & the Alphas: Technically, Kuya is also far too powerful, however I don't think Kuya is ever seen doing weapon or hand to hand combat fighting. So if Aoba & Sei can subdue his magic.... then Clear & the Alphas could pummel his old man body xD

Rhyme Ren vs Olivine: Nice smart guys with super powers and also very buff. I think people forgot that Olivine is Strongk as heck. Not sure who would win, but Ren is more offensive focused (although Ren has a pretty good hp/shield in Rhyme) whereas every time Olivine fights he's more defensive/support focused (but still seems to pack a punch). Let me know if you have thoughts.

Aoba vs Garu/Karu: Ok not just because they're both feisty ukes who are the shortest in the cast with fantasy DID, but they are also speedsters, rely on kicks a lot, frequently faint a lot, and have low stamina. So i feel like this fight is more evenly matched than against Eiden or Ren. It'll also be interesting cause both Reason!Aoba & Desire!Aoba would be willing to fight rough, whereas Garu is not & only Karu would be willing to fight rough. However Desire!Aoba would be willing to use Scrap on Garu/Karu whereas Reason!Aoba would not. Also, Aoba is 7cm taller than Garu/Karu, but Garu/Karu are significantly more muscular than Aoba everywhere. I feel like whoever runs out of stamina first will be the loser.

Clear vs Edmond or Dante: xD I just wanted Clear to be able to beat someone. And he was able to beat many cops & guards before and Edmond is basically a cop.

Eiden vs Ren in Sei's body: I also wanted Eiden to be able to win against someone haha. And Ren in Sei's body doesn't have Sei's powers, so they can probably do some comedic whacks at each other haha.

I know I've left out Yakumo, Rei, Aster, and Morvay. But i couldn't come up with anything for them, esp since they're more magical than melee combat (and not the same level as Kuya). Anyone have suggestions?

[seajellyx]

an apple a day 2: electric boogaloo. chaos edition

octavinelle taking care of you while you're sick and doing an absolutely job 👍 [bc i'm still sick and it sucks] octavinelle x gn!reader, all together, ambiguous relationship warnings: non serious illness, possibly ooc, octotrio being smart dumbasses, even dumb smartasses, if you will, not proofread, honestly it's just me bullying them

an apple a day part 1

azul somehow sniffs out the beginning of your sickness before you yourself are even sure. i don't know how but he tells you to take it easy and get more rest.

once you become full blown ill he just sighs and banishes you to bed rest, this whole time he's been quite gentle on you and it's really surprising, but you're not complaining so you follow his orders and go back to your dorm.

the leech twins quickly notice your absence and inquire their boss about it, but only after harassing everyone you know and stalking around the campus looking for you.

azul breaks the news of your illness and they all stand in silence for a moment, thinking.

see, sickness in the animal world is rare, but serious, especially in the ocean

so these three dumbasses definitely thought you were gonna die for a bit, before common sense kicked in and they realized that they have access to medicine. and fucking magic.

jade, the only rational one, just looks up ways to help you.

can't be that hard! floyd bounces out of the room with the full intention to "take care of his shrimpy!"

azul shakes his head, sighs, and sends jade after him to make sure you don't die

the two pick up some supplies, then bust into your dorm like they've got a warrant or something, effectively waking you up from your nap

"w-what... the?"

"wow shrimpy, you sound awful,"

"yeah thanks. what are you two doing here?"

"we're here to nurse you back to health, of course."

"uhh..."

they actually take pretty good care of you. sorta

they get you everything that you need, and somehow know what you want or need at any given moment and immediately fetch it for you

after telling them your symptoms, they try to assuage them in any way they possibly can, making sure you stay in bed, turning off the lights or closing the blinds, opening up the windows (if it isn't cold out) to bring you some fresh air, or placing a cool towel on your head if you have a fever.

jade takes this opportunity to subject you to several different tea brews. most of them are pretty standard, but some are a bit bitter. he tells you that they're medicinal herbs.

to be very honest, these two do not know what bed rest actually means, because the several mommy blogs they read didn't specify

so floyd and jade (but mostly floyd) have been making quaint conversation to keep you entertained

you let them know that you should actually be sleeping and they finally shut up

they sit by your bed, unless you ask them to leave, and jade works quietly while floyd plays a game on his phone, or whatever floyd does in his spare time

if you're having trouble sleeping, jade will recommend white noise, calming music, or melatonin. floyd begins singing you a lullaby unprompted. but it's okay because he has a nice voice.

azul ends up coming around bc when he asked the tweels for updates all they did was send him cryptic messages and blurry photos of floyd snooping around your dorm.

you wake up sometime later to the sound of your kitchen being quietly destroyed, the three come in, holding a nice, hot bowl of soup for you, and a mug of tea

you ask them about the state of your kitchen and jade tells you to eat your soup

it's surprisingly good! and not at all suspicious

while you eat, azul asks you how the tweels have been taking care of you and floyd immediately tries to defend himself, very inconspicuous and convincing, good job floyd

you tell him that it's been okay, and that you're still alive, so that's something.

after you finish eating, the three bid you goodnight

at least one of them is watching over you until you fall far into sleep

you wake up in the morning and the dorm is empty

making your way downstairs, you find the place surprisingly tidy, maybe even cleaner than it was before.

overall they do a mediocre job and you don't die.

they're hella suspicious though, floyd has probably hidden several pranks in your house while no one was looking and now jade has the layout of the place memorized.

azul was the only normal one.

wait, if they were all taking care of you, then who was running the lounge?

[literaltrashforeverything]

I'm gonna die on my deathbed explaining why Ghost is actually a normal person outside the military and he's extremely mischaracterized.

You will never be able to convince me that Simon "Ghost" Riley doesn't do normal person things outside of his job. Sure, his information his top-secret, but that's all the more reason for him to be a normal person outside deployments.

💀

Here's examples of Ghost being domestic:

- He goes grocery shopping every Thursday at 2:30PM because it's when the store is the least busy.

- He wears a black fabric surgical mask when he's not at home. He's more comfortable covering his face but it's not an issue if he's somewhere where he can't have a mask.

Was strangely comforted when COVID happened because it normalized wearing face masks.

- He sits in the mirror of his bathroom every two weeks so he can chop his hair when he grows too long.

- He's a phenomenal sniper but when it's time to shave his face then suddenly his hands are shaking and he's cut himself at least 4 times. (Prolly that sharp jawline 🤭)

- Loves dogs. Will ask people if he can pet their dog. (They're shitting themselves bc this giant masked man just asked to pet their dog in the most monotone voice)

- Has called Price to ask for advice on dating. He's got a crush on the girl from the coffee shop down the street from his flat and he needs some help on asking her out.

- when he's not on a deployment, he's probably at home eating pocky while watching Top Gun. Ends up falling asleep on the couch and snores like a dad.

- he's probably in his late 20s-early 30s and owns a flat somewhere in Manchester. (He was never able to fully separate himself from where he grew up)

- has a pet beta fish named Toes that the old neighbor lady takes care of while he's on deployment.

- He secretly pulls pranks around base when he's stationed somewhere. Nobody knows it's Ghost secretly leaving tiny plastic babies from Amazon around the entire base. He never gets caught and it's still a mystery where these babies keep popping up at.

- drinks milk, probably

- Will get violent if he watches an American microwave tea in front of him.

- Like Price, he WILL correct the word "soccer" into "football" like he's got some type of vendetta against the audacity.

- Sneezes like a fucking dad

- He's severely allergic to cats so the second he sees one, he will instantly abort mission. It's a whole scene watching a 6'5 skull-masked man jerk back the second a cat steps in front of him while he's on a mission.

- Hates spiders. He's not the spider killer around the base. Will not go into a room if he's seen a spider in there unless someone else killed it for him.

- He listens to Queen, you can't convince me otherwise.

- (Killer Queen is his favorite)

- He actually has an entire tattoo sleeve on his left arm, not just a forearm sleeve. If you look close enough, you can tell that it's actually just the most cliché military tattoo sleeve that's ever existed. He didn't even care what the tattoo was, he just wanted one to look cool.

- Bad Santa is unironically his favorite movie.

- Plays first-person shooter games with Gaz sometimes and always loses.

- Is the guy who brings beer to literally any event ever. Without fail. And it's always a beer that only he likes so he can have it all for himself. Everyone else started drinking them despite how disgusting they are just because they figured out that he was trying to hoard it for himself.

- Sucks at playing Monopoly. Absolutely no strategy.

💀

I can keep going lmao. I have ideas for days lmaooo

[fandom-junk-drawer]

The Witcher Headcanon (Modern AU) - Family Dynamics

None of them quite knew what they were expecting when Jaskier invited Geralt and Yennefer to move in to his house in Oxenfurt. Yennefer was lonely in Aretuza, and Geralt and Jaskier needed a more permanent place to stay when Geralt was between jobs or Jaskier had to work on band business.

They were all probably expecting it to be one of those awkward roommate situations where a couple and the third wheel best friend all split the bills and live under the same roof. It ended up being nothing like what they were expecting.

They all secretly expected Jaskier and Yennefer to make it maybe a month before they were at each other's throats and Yennefer decided to leave. It already looked as if they could barely stand each other. They always seemed to be arguing, insulting each other, or being passive agressive.

And then came the subtle smiles, the slight playful tones...

Jaskier and Yennefer had finally bonded. Geralt figured that since they were friends now, things would settle down. But he was wrong. So very wrong. They all got sucked into this new chaotic relationship.

Yennefer always complains about how Geralt and Jaskier are nothing but trouble when they are together. How she can't turn her back on them for five minutes before Geralt loses all higher brain function and somehow allows Jaskier to convince him to do some of the most stupid, and/or annoying things.

Things like:

Building blanket forts and refusing to let Yennefer in unless she knows the Super Secret Password. It's 'Bewbs'.

Tying a bunch of helium balloons to a blow up doll and setting it loose in the backyard to float away, then running inside to monitor the police scanner to see how many 911 calls it recieved.

Buying a tiny fat pony. Not Jaskier's fault this time. They were driving home and Geralt sees the advertisement on the fence and has to stop because all the fluffy babies are out in the field and he sees a little red one, and is just going "Oh my GAWD, I want to take her home! We can put her in the van!"

Geralt just really loves horses, ok? And she fits in the van!

And now they have to say Wee Roach, or Van Roach so no one gets confused as to which Roach they are talking about.

The constant That's What She Said, Everything Can Be A Toy If You're Brave Enough, and I Fell On It jokes. And all the other inappropriate jokes Jaskier is constantly waiting to make.

Yennefer and Geralt have forbidden Jaskier from physically entering any sandwich shop ever again. They never did find out Jaskier's answer to "How do you want your sub topped?" Because Geralt had, thankfully, been close enough to clamp his hand over his mouth in time.

The laughing fits that start over words like "butthole". All it takes is for Jaskier to start laughing, and then Geralt starts laughing, which makes Jaskier laugh even more... Heaven help them if they are in public, or even worse, at a public function and something sets Jaskier off. He will try to get the person who said the trigger word to say it more.

And then they get kicked out.

Yennefer feels like she's babysitting two 6 year olds.

Jaskier convincing Geralt to walk around the grocery store acting like a gorilla

Jaskier convincing Geralt to squeeze into Yennefer's yoga pants, then go for a nice jog around the neighborhood.

Yennefer having to hold their hands at stores/shops/amusement parks so they don't run off and get into trouble. Or get lost.

Blowing their straw papers at each other and Yennefer. (Jaskier always tries to get his straw paper to stick in Yennefer's cleavage. Geralt aims for her hair because he's not that stupid.)

Leaving messes everywhere. Trails of clothes leading to the bathroom. Messes in the kitchen. Crumbs on the couch. Seat left up, or 'sprinkled on' and not wiped off...

Constantly walking in on them doing whatever the hot new tiktok trend was. The Beethoven Challenge had truly been a sight, she had to admit.

Ridiculous games. Like the one where they put kazoos or harmonicas in their mouths and took turns zapping each other on their bare a**es with bug zapper paddles.

Putting random price tags on random items at the store to see if they can make it through the checkout line with it.

Surprisingly, it works the majority of the time. Which is how they ended up with a wet floor sign shaped like a giant banana peel, a big plastic horse from a wine display, and a standee of the store mascot

And trying to rip each other's back pockets off. Geralt had completely ripped the entire a** out Jaskier's jeans. In the middle of the grocery store.

And don't get her started on how she couldn't make a phone call around them. Yennefer lived in constant fear that her phone would ring in their presence. Because that meant trying to talk on the phone while they

Yell random things like:

Is that the brothel again? Was my credit card declined?

That doesn't go in your butt!

Why are you lying to them like that?

Stop hogging the bong!

Yen, help, he's escaped the basement again!

Geralt will do a very realistic impression of a barking dog.

Jaskier will randomly scream.

They will team up and pretend to be two children fighting over something "MoOoooMM! Geralt/Jaskier is...."

"MoOOMMM, I frew up!"

Pretend there is a small crisis going on and run around cursing in the background.

Make random moaning/creaking/slapping/thumping combinations.

Make fart noises.

Bang pots and pans together

Random sex jokes

Deez Nuts jokes

But what Yennefer didn't realize (or refused to acknowledge) was that her and Jaskier were just as bad.

Geralt secretly referred to them as the Chaotic Siblings.

Yennefer tried to be the responsible, mature one of the pair, but always ended up getting sucked in by Jaskier's playful energy. Which always left Geralt feeling like a Tired Dad.

They will fight, argue, and annoy the h*ll out of each other and Geralt for fun.

Some of the things they do are:

The Butt Poke of Death. Geralt can't remember who started it, but Jaskier and Yennefer spent weeks jumping at every opportunity to stab each other in the a**. Then they involved Geralt, and they all ended up walking around the house, constantly on guard, relexively covering their butts.

Embarrassing Yennefer in public. Jaskier starts walking weird, making odd random noises, or just acting embarrassing in public and follows Yen around as she tries to get the h*ll away from him. He just starts walking weirder and weirder. Running just makes it worse. He will chase her, doing the "I'm frEEEE~!" run.

Jaskier and Yen once did the Awkward JCPenny Sibling photoshoot. They wore the cringiest clothes they could find and did all the awkward Sibling poses. They do it every year now and pick the worst one, have it framed, and hang it on the wall in Roach. Last year's photo is moved to the livingroom wall where everyone who walks in the door can see it .

They even get Geralt to sometimes involve himself in their nonsnse. Like the time when Jaskier and Yennefer got bored on rainy day and started doing old kid's crafts they remembered doing from their childhoods. Classics like the Squawking Chicken Cup, plastic mesh canvas crafts, fuse beads, paper mache, etc. Geralt had declined joining them. And then they'd started making Friendship Pins for each other. Geralt had absolutely not been jealous as he'd watched them trade their pins. He'd just been bored, okay? He'd definitley not sat down and started making pins because he was jealous!

The pranks are even worse. Geralt is always an unwitting participant. Like the time they filled his room with balloons. Geralt had started popping balloons just so he could get into his room, and found the one balloon they had filled with glitter. He'd been rather irate about it, but as the Chaotic Siblings had put it as he'd chased them through the house, "At least you look fabulous!"

Not even a week later Geralt had been opening a soda bottle in the kitchen when Jaskier had run up behind him and dropped a mentos in the bottle when Geralt turned to get his glass. They'd run like h*ll after the soda spewed all over Geralt. Yen's phone has the whole thing on video, including the chaotic shaking view of her running from Geralt.

Putting clear tape across the doorways at face height and watching Geralt walk into it.

Switching places when Yennefer is walking with Geralt. The Siblings had gotten a good laugh when Geralt realized that at some point they had switched places and he'd been holding Jaskier's hand for the past 15 minutes.

They bought a big bag of gummy bears, waited until Geralt had gone to bed, then spent a few hours licking each gummy bear and then sticking them to the ceiling of Geralt's van.

F**king with Geralt's collection of horse figurines by either replacing one with a random a** object, or dressing one up, and waiting to see how long it takes him to notice.

Sometimes they just abduct one and hold it hostage until Geralt pays the ridiculous ransom they came up with.

Which is how Geralt ended up walking out of the salon with hidden pastel rainbow hair.

And not to mention all the random, childish things, like

Interacting with random statues they come across, resulting in hilarious photos.

Full sleeve tattoos using assorted kids' temporary tattoos

Both of them constantly yelling "gErALt!" whenever one of them did someting particularly annoying to the other. Like how Yennefer keeps calling Jaskier 'Babygirl' in front of his band. Or telling Geralt that Jaskier is his other wife.

Eskel and Geralt have a private joke that Jaskier is Yennefer's gay boyfriend. Eskel even took all the footage he had collected of Yennefer and Jaskier interacting and put it to Gay Boyfriend by The Hazzards.

Not being able to play a serious game of pool because Jaskier keeps dancing around his pool cue while Yennefer sings "Somebody come get her, she's dancin' like a stripper!"

Or they end up just contantly trying to poke each other with the pool cues.

Or they get drunk, turn the barstools upside down and sit between the legs and have 'barstool rodeos'. The first one to tip over loses.

The a** slapping battles that subsequently end up with bickering, name calling, and sulking.

Which dovetails into their wrestling matches, that always end in high pitched screams for help when Yennefer gets the upper hand.

They call Geralt by going "Pspspspsps!"

Geralt hates it because he turns to look every single time. He hates it even more when they do it in public.

He tried to ignore a public summons once, and had done a pretty decent job of barely twitching, until Yennefer had called loudly, "Geralt Roger Eric-!" And Geralt had never moved faster in his life.

He'd thought they had given up "cat" calling him, until he found out they had changed his ringtone. Now when one them calls him, it's a recording of the specific Sibling going "Pspspspsp!"

They will, every once in a while, even send him a text message that reads "Pspspspsps!"

They found out that a squeaky ball worked just as well. Geralt's in his room and Yen wants to ask him something? Squeaky Ball! Don't know where Geralt is? Just give the ball a squeak!

And if that wasn't bad/annoying enough, the little sh*ts will casually walk up to him, start scratching his cheeks/chin, and just smile as his eyes dilate and he starts purring.

Geralt tries to resist, but as soon as the skritches start, his brain just goes 'Brrrrr! Skritches Good!' and he's gone! He can't even remember what he was doing/saying.

And Geralt is pretty sure the Siblings have used the Chin/Cheek Skritch technique on numerous occasions to get themselves out of trouble.

The Squeaky Ball works just as well. Just give it a squeak and throw it, and Geralt forgets all about being mad!

[mamoonde]

modern au for cssr x wcz

where cssr is a touring pop indie artist and one night after a set where she performed brooklyn baby (lana del rey) in a bar/club, wcz the bartender serves her drink and asks, "is your boyfriend really cool?"

cssr blinks, gives him a (slow) once over, smiles.

"depends. are you?"

mama wei got soooooooo much game i just know it. she knew it, wielded it, killed (metaphorically) with it.

baba wei got game. didn't know it. didn't flaunt it. poured delicious cocktails w his sleeves rolled up his forearms and a genial smile and assumed everybody else got the same insane amount of tips every night.

cssr chatted wcz up, and wcz responded in kind without expectation. when a persistent guy wouldn't take the hint, less so the blunt 'no,' wcz deftly deals with him with a mere forbidding look and even (dangerous) tone.

cssr took him home that night.

wcz thought that was it. and was proven wrong.

cssr kept coming back, night after night, even when she didn't have to perform, reveling in doing the chasing for once.

wcz thought cssr who lived that kind of wild carefree lifestyle couldn't possibly 'settle' for a guy like him. and yet cssr is sooooooooooo gone for him.

some spurned loser: you know she's just playing with you, right? cssr will never be tied down, least of all by you

wcz: thank you for your concern, but i'm afraid you're not my type. and i would be a fool to even think about tying cangse down. she loves being a free spirit and i wouldn't change her for the world

cssr: marry me

🔞 later in wcz's apartment 🔞

wcz breaks off their kiss. "you could have any man... why me?"

"can't i just want you? don't you want me too?" cssr pouts playfully, tugging at his hair.

wcz gives in and kisses her again. "you can. i do. so much." he says between kisses.

and then they don't speak again until they're both undressed on wcz's bed, cssr straddling wcz with him deep inside her.

"those men only want to own me, control me--" cssr gasps. "make me a trophy to display at home. but you," she rolls her hips. "you're not like them. you wouldn't do that."

she revels in the way he looks at her, like he sees right through to her soul. not some work of art display or land to conquer; just her.

wcz lets her set the pace, then lifts her off him by the hips and just holds her there. "are you calling me weak?" he tugs her nipple with his teeth.

cssr squeaks then tugs at his head.

"nooo, you know what i mean!" she whines, kicking her feet when he keeps holding her still with just the tip of him inside her.

she retaliates by clenching her walls, rolling her hips and sucking at the sensitive spot behind his ear.

their little game continues until neither of them can keep any semblance of rhythm, devolving into a relentless chase to the end.

"you really won't tie me down, a-ze?" cssr pants against his lips.

"not unless you want me to." wcz says, still rubbing her clit, wet with their spend, until cssr shudders again.

~~ end of nsfw bit ~~~

they stay like that for a while, catching their breaths against sweaty skin. then cssr blows a raspberry into wcz's chest.

"should i be offended that you won't even try?" she says dryly.

"i will not do anything you don't want." wcz looks her in the eyes. cssr flushes with an eep! then looks down, tracing his clavicle.

"so if i say i want to keep traveling?"

wcz holds her wrist, pressing her palm to his heart. "then i will say, where to?"

"you'd come with me?"

"if you'd let me."

"what if i lose my voice?" cssr asks later as wcz washes her hair.

"then we'll take sign language classes and i'll work extra until you can find a new job."

"what if i get old and wrinkly and all my hair turns grey?" cssr asks while they're shopping for groceries.

"then people will finally believe me when i say i've been had by a cougar." wcz says while placing a jar of cssr's favorite peanut butter brand in the cart.

cssr squawks and smacks his arm with a bag of gummy bears.

"a-se, no one will believe your age with the way you act." wcz deadpans, then kisses her forehead. "if it bothers you, we can dye your hair to match mine, or mine to match yours."

"hmm, i do think you'd look cool with silver hair." cssr says, then challenges, "what if i want us to get pink hair?"

"then we'll both get pink hair dye."

.

.

.

"what if i'm no longer beautiful?" cssr asks as they settle in for bed. "will you still love me?"

"it's a good thing i don't love you for just your looks then," wcz says then kisses her pout away with a smile. "i will always love you no matter what you look like. my love is always beautiful."

cssr smiles and kisses him softly.

"good answer!" she chirps then turns on her back. "'cuz in four months, my belly will pop and my ankles will be swollen, and in eight months, i won't even be able to see them! but you still need to tell me i'm pretty, okay?"

"yes, yes, you're pretty," wcz mumbles half asleep... then blinks awake. "...wait. cangse?"

cssr hums. "good night, baby daddy."

then she conks out.

wcz blinks, and blinks again. he starts counting.

"what."

he counts again. fuck, they hadn't used any protection that first time, did they? neither did he use a condom that one time at the bar... or that other night... oh.

oh.

wcz doesn't sleep for a long time.

when morning comes, cssr wakes to wcz curled up against her waist, hand on her belly.

"silly changze, the baby's still just a pea!"

she smiles dopily. yep, this one's a keeper.

the end

eight months and twenty years later, wwx asks his parents about their love story to deflect from his own love woes, does the math, and realizes they conceived him the night they met:

[mrsnancywheeler]

i have a lil rant about how tragic readers character is because i can’t stop thinking😭 (i was also wondering if i could hop onto the anon train and be 🌺 anon if that’s possible as at this rate im living in your requests rent free)

So, i did a request earlier about how Conway was the only person by readers side and i can’t help but think the pain reader must feel as she watches her closest friends go to Finnick’s parties and leave her alone in her most vulnerable state. like she must feel like the biggest second choice in the world because SHE was the one who would help them when they were drunk and unable to do stuff. SHE was the one who stuck by their side and only sung their praises. She has done so much for her friends, yet they still chose Finnick’s parties over her. i can’t help but feel like she resents everyone but Conway for that, and Conway also definitely resented them and probably even gave them a lecture about it.

This poor girl lost the only guy she’s ever loved romantically, and she so badly wishes she could return Conway’s feelings but she knows she can’t. She holds conway so close to her heart, but he isn’t the one in her heart, because that’s Finnick. it will always be Finnick. no matter how many times he says that she was “too much”, she can’t help but still be in love with him.

What’s also so sad is that these parties were her get away from her bad home life. She feels so neglected in her own home so she parties and drinks and surrounds herself with people, but in the end Finnick took that get away from her too- she’s not only neglected in her own home, but now in her social life too.

While Finnick and his sweet girl did have their good ending (at least for a few years), that whole situation still caused some problems at the beginning of their new relationship. Finnick can’t help but feel so much immense guilt when his sweet girl begins to distance herself for a bit because she’s scared of being “too much”. She was so affected by his words that she struggled to believe him when he reassured her that she wasn’t- but no matter how much reassurance he did, his venom was still in her veins and it always traveled back up to her heart :(

I might already have a 🌺 anon unless you're the same person who has the model reader thought from a while back when they were on character so that ended up on my wip list. I need to like organize these lmao but if that's you yes and if that's not you then a new emoji 💋💋💋 love you and all your thoughts

right, like tallulah still visits her after the parties, bottle of alcohol in hand, but like nobody's insisting they throw their own events instead of going. they just accept that it sucks she won't be there and they'll see other times. but yeah, she's the one holding their hair back, the one making sure they get home safe. and people say they're on her side but they still go without her. and whenever school is in session or the looked over career district trainings happen conway is quick to admonish people for it even though reader insists it's fine, that it's okay. because maybe it hurts internally and makes her feel second best, but at least she still has friends who hang out with her besides that.

and even if what finnick says those things for a couple weeks, until he hates himself too much to continue, and even though it hurts reader immeasurably, she can't help but notice the way he's still always around and watching her. the way some of the things tallulah gives her look like they were picked out by someone else. so she keeps pandering to the idea that he loves her from afar so she does too. regardless of how much it hurt her.

and yes, she's basically allowed free reign of the district because nobody cares if she's at home as long as she does her job and brings back the money to show it. so she had a huge social environment to pad herself with, friends to hang out with constantly and a large chunk of this was parties or finnick thrown hangouts, which she now can't do. so she has to wait for the days finnick is in the Capitol for people to be free or the off days he doesn't do anything because then she can be just as occupied as she was before.

at first, post-reaping, she isn't worried about being too much because she's thinking about survival, how she could die, and how much she missed finnick. then she wins, she's already feeling immense guilt, which isn't helped by finnick going into mentor mode for a while. so this gives reader plenty of time to build up her walls so that she doesn't ever have to ask for help, to be the comforter not the comforted, and just generally not asking for as much as she wants or needs from finnick. so he has to learn to read her because him saying she's not needy doesn't have as much affect it did when he said she was.

[neonbutchery]

just a lil message of encouragement and support! i think you’re really cool alex and i love seeing you on my dash. you make such awesome mods and have great views and opinions ngl. you’re great. i hope you’re doing well!

thank you so much fray! i really appreciate reading this (i know that i'm a few days late with replying, apologies for this).

i'm generally doing well, i've just been very busy with a temporary job + holiday celebrations. besides the job itself, all of the irl socializing is making me very tired to the point that i don't really feel like coming back here that often since i have to mask 24/7 when around my family. i can't do the usual activities i do to get away from them since libraries are closed and it's too cold to spend a lot of time outside. i'm active on discord but i mostly talk to my lovely partner and stick to smaller servers unless i really need something.

once my job contract ends in around a week and i have more free time i might be more active, but i honestly can't say if that's for sure because as of late i feel like posting and engaging in here has become more of a chore than anything. waking up and feeling like i need to like and reblog everyone's posts and catch up with the entirety of my dash or else i'm a bad person who's ignoring my mutuals. for the last three weeks i haven't drawn, written and modded a lot of stuff for myself and i doubt i will even after my job ends because i'll have thesis work to catch up with. that combined with general feelings of not belonging to fandom, or my art and characters being bad, or being cringey, or bothering people whenever i post, or fearing that i'll be harassed for my taste in fictional characters or takes in discourse has sucked all the drive for creating or posting stuff related to bg3 out of me.

tldr: life has gotten busy and i'm tired in general, and even if i weren't tired fandom itself has kinda become draining for me. maybe i'll get back to playing bg3 after this hellish holiday season ends and rediscover my love for it but so far i'm just tired. four more days to go, my last shift is on the 5th and then i get paid, forget about it, and thankfully life can get back to normal and i can have much needed time alone.

[foofenshmirtz]

Humans taste like pork Chapter 1- waking up

 Disclaimer, this Au goes into detail about death, mentions of sexual assault, cults, religion, gore, and explicit details about violence. viewer discretion is advised. I do not own any of the characters unless stated otherwise and everything is purely for entertainment purposes. I only own my writing.

Waking up this morning felt like I was being dragged down into hell. The sun was peering brightly into my windows and it felt like I was on fire despite it being 30 degrees outside. One thing I hated about the woods was my living situation. It was lucky enough for me to have found a shitty old cabin I could bunk out in but the bed I found felt like it was made of rocks and it didn't help the fact that Yurei insisted on laying on top of me every night.

“Yurei, please… I can't breathe you’re going to suffocate me.” I wheezed out while trying to push her off me. luckily she complied. She was typically good about listening, and the fact that I was using all my strength just to free myself definitely was enough to disturb her sleep and annoy her just enough to move. I could barely see, the sun made me feel like I was being sucked into the void with nowhere to escape so I quickly and clumsily fell out of bed, not bothering to grab my crutches before I closed my “curtains”. They weren't really curtains, just a few blankets that were lying around that I managed to tack to the wall enough to act as blinds. The whole house was like this, it looked like one of those scary cabins you would see in an old horror movie from the 80s, the ones where only the hot dude lives and every woman ends up dying in the stupidest way possible like getting groped up by a weird possessed tree or them deciding it was a safe time to skinny dip in a lake at 1 am. The whole cabin was like this, just with the occasional movie poster on the wall being used to cover a hole or the very loud statement piece of my pink leopard print rug covered in old dried blood in the living room. I had hoped adding it would make me feel more at home, and it did but now my whole house feels like a trashy whore house in the early 2000s which seemed pretty on-brand for me at this point.

    I groaned when I tried to move, stumbling my way back over to my bed to grab my crutches and attempt to not fall on the way to the bathroom. My body shook and I couldn't see properly yet. It was clear I was not a morning person but I had shit to do so I knew I had to force myself to leave my house and pretend to be a person, at least for a few hours.

 Once in the bathroom I was quick to wash my face and brush my teeth, there was no water in the cabin due to its age so I simply used a water bottle to do everything I needed. It sucked but it worked but I couldn’t live like this forever so I knew I had to leave the house today. 

“Come on Yurei… it's time to start the day, we got stuff to do.” I muttered out. Yurei stretched and jumped off the bed, rushing to my dresser and pulling out some clothes from the bottom drawer as I sat on the edge of the bed. 

It wasn't like I couldn't get my own clothes, I definitely could but Yurei always looked happier when she had a job to do so I let her be.

“Good girl.” 

Yureis's tail started swinging aggressively as I began getting dressed in just a long flowy skirt and a black band tee about 3 times too big for my body. I had no desire to try and look presentable today, but I knew if I wanted to try and get on Tim's good side I needed to put in the effort so I slapped on my usual makeup and wrapped my arms in bandages before heading out the door with Yurei by my side. 

  Gravel and dirt crunched under my boots as I made my way to Where Tim and Brian lived. They had a shitty cabin not too far away from me, it looked extremely old and run down but it had power and I think plumbing thanks to Tim's handiwork and that's what I was trying to aim for. I didn't have much to trade, Not many weapons to my name or anything truly important in terms of what's useful around these woods, but I had something no man who has been living in the woods for who knows how long could refuse. Homemade food.

From what Ly told me the boys often lived off stolen gas station food and whatever else they can get their hands on. Most of the people in the area lived like that so I did my best to try and get them a decent meal. Given my current living situation, there was no way I would be able to make any amount of food, not without accidentally burning my house down but I managed to steal some Oliver Garden and make it look like I cooked it. It wasn't fancy but it looked delicious and if that wasn't enough I also “made” cookies. In reality, they were also stolen but they looked homemade so to them, all they needed to know was that I put in the effort. 

Walking with a big Tupperware container while trying to use my crutches wasn't the easiest, with the uneven terrain and my constant paranoia it felt like my head was spinning. What should’ve been an easy task felt like I was climbing a mountain, my mind ran with what-ifs. They could easily kill me, skin me, and use my body for their own needs, I was preparing for the worst. I was convincing myself that something horrible was going to happen and not long did it take for my brain to feel like a war zone, my mind telling me to go back home and hide inside till I eventually starved to death but my body kept moving and eventually I was at the doorstep to the decrepit looking cabin. 

 Ly had warned me to stay away from Toby, apparently, he's the most ruthless of the three boys and since his cabin was just next to Tim and Brian’s he was constantly with the two boys, but with my luck, he obviously had to be the one to open the door. He stared down at me with a blank expression, one hard to read due to half his face being covered by that Hannibal Lecter-looking mask. His eyes lacked emotion yet I could tell his brain was filled with thoughts, I just hoped none were about hurting me. 

“Um.. hi, is Tim home?” my voice came out as a soft squeak, almost like my vocal cords wanted to refuse my words.

“Y-You’re Julia... R-right?” Toby's voice was low and dark as he stuttered over his words. He sounded extremely tired and seemed to definitely not want to talk to anyone at the moment. I sank into myself, noticing Toby's deflection to my question and my brain screamed at myself to run away and just hide from the world.

“Ya…anyway, is Tim home? I was kind of hoping to talk to him about something.” 

“W-Whats in the container?”

“It's for Tim… or, well… it's for all of you but only if Tim is home.'' I tried to stand my ground but I could tell Toby saw right through me. I looked like a defenseless dog, scared and whining with my tail between my legs. This entire time Yurei had been behind me but once she noticed my aversion she quietly walked up next to me, causing Toby to immediately look down at her. His expression seemed to change instantly as his eyes made it seem like he was now smiling…not like I would've been able to tell though.

“Ya he's home… c-come on.” 

I nodded, following Toby inside the house. It seemed a lot cleaner than I figured it would, though it was still pretty apparent this was the house of a bunch of boys. There was a lack of furniture but there was a surprising amount of decor on the walls. Brian was sitting at the kitchen table working on some map or blueprint and for the first time I saw him without the mask he usually wore. I gave him a small wave but all he did was nod and go back to work. Brian himself seemed a bit disheveled and tired but I was starting to notice that being a trend with the three boys from the last 2 times I happened to encounter them.

 “T-TIM SOME GIRL IS HERE FOR YOU…..g-give him a few minutes.”

Toby's yelling made me flinch which only caused him to snicker as I put the container on a nearby counter.

“Ok.. thanks.” 

I could tell I was being awkward. I was always very shy and had a hard time reading people. I tried to be observant but in cases like this, I tried to be as likable as possible, hoping to say and do everything I could just to end up on their good side. My eyes wandered around the house, searching for anything that might help me start up a conversation and at first I felt like I was at a loss till I noticed the various band posters peeling off the walls near the couch.

“I like the MSI poster y'all have up near the TV…. I'm guessing one of y'all listen?” My voice quaked and my accent got a bit heavy as I tried to be friendly.

Brian didn't say anything or even look up at me, Toby on the other hand seemed distracted. He was having some kind of stare-off with Yurei before I noticed him start to reach down to pet her.

“Oh she’s not really fond of men she might try and bite yo-” 

I cut myself off, before I could even finish my sentence Toby was giving Yurei scratches and belly rubs. I had never seen her act like that before with a stranger which only made me feel even more cautious. So much for having a scary-looking dog to protect myself.

“I.. I've never seen her do that before with a stranger… usually she's pretty cautious… sorry if she drools at all sh-”

Toby butted in, “What's her name?”

“...It's Yurei.”

“That's a weird fucking name, s-shes cute though.”

I smiled and looked back down at Yurei. She seemed content, though I still couldn't wash the feeling of uneasiness away but at least Toby seemed friendly for now. 

 Tim eventually came down the stairs, his hair wet and he was currently buttoning up a red flannel shirt.

“What do you want?” Tim asked in a voice that made it seem like I only had about 5 seconds to explain myself before I got shot or beat up.

“Oh um, I have a trade…. Or deal to offer .... with you…” 

Tim looked at me, raising his eyebrow as he crossed his arms. Tim wasn't as tall as the other two men but he looked strong, almost like one punch from him could kill me and as he got closer to me I could smell the faint smell of cigarette smoke coming from him. Even if he wasn't as tall he still towered over me he got into my face.

“You wanna make a deal with us?” 

I nodded and tried my best to hold eye contact despite my body trying to fold into itself. The room felt extremely suffocating and I couldn't help but only focus on how many doors and windows were in the house, if they seemed locked or not, or how many seconds it would take for me to run to one, but all the windows seemed broken or forcibly locked forever and not long after I noticed that my brain was spiraling. It wasn't until I felt Yurei brush against my leg that I came back to reality.

“Y-Yes… look, I know you guys know these woods like the back of your hands. Yall know how to repair stuff and know how to not get lost in these woods and…  I don't have much to offer and I own very few weapons so I figured I'd bring something a bit different.” 

I stepped away, turning to the plastic containers and sliding them towards Tim.

“It's Italian food… and a few different types of cookies….. I figured having a homemade meal might be enough to at least see if you will be willing to at least give me advice on how to get shit working in my cabin, or even just a general heads up and tips on how to access the portal or just not get lost around here…… there are three different types of cookies. Chocolate, apple brown sugar, and normal sugar…....” 

The more I spoke the more stupid I felt, my accent was getting heavier the more nervous I got and it was obvious the guys could sense my fear. I was in the room with three of the scariest murderers in the woods and here I was offering them cookies and dinner for a few favors. I felt even more stupid when the room fell silent until I heard not just Toby laugh, but also Brian and Tim. I stayed silent, just fiddling with my fingers as I tried to focus on a random poster on the wall, wishing I could disappear or just have them kill me right then and there. My lungs felt like burning and I was going to speak again till Tim spoke up.

“We will give you a map but that's it and after you will leave. Understand?” 

My face lit up and I nodded.

“Yes, it's a deal then.”

I was beyond ecstatic yet tried to seem serious and put together as Brian stood up and walked over to me, handing me a map. It looked poorly drawn and the writing was almost unreadable but it was better than nothing.

“Anything on the map with a square over it is where the portals are.” 

I nodded and took the map from Brian's hands and held it close to my body, “Thank you….I appreciate it, I'll get out of y’all’s hair now.” 

I started to make my way to the front door when Tim started to speak again, my body now just halfway outside as I looked back at the boys. I was so close to freedom and safety.

“You seem sweet…. I don't know why you are in these woods but I recommend you stay away from most of the others….. This place will fuck up a girl like you.”

“I think it's too late for that but I appreciate it…. Thank you for the help…. And I hope you boys enjoy the food… goodnight.” I nodded before letting Yurei walk in front of me, closing the front door behind me as softly as I could before I started rushing back to my house. I was finally free yet I was still not safe, so I ran, ran as fast my crutches would let me till I came tumbling through my cabin doors. 

My lungs burned and my vision was splotchy but I was safe as I slid down onto the floor doing my best to catch my breath. My eyes were shut tight, my legs shook and I felt like I was drowning but I soon started to relax as Yurei placed her head in my lap, doing her best to keep me calm.

“I’m ok Yurei… we are safe…. We did good today.”

Yureis's tail started wagging again as she raised her head back up, leaving a small puddle of drool where her mouth was. 

“Ew… gross.” 

I cringed while I whipped the drool off my skirt before slowly getting back to my feet.

When I took out the map It was a lot bigger than I thought it would be and had several pages, it covered most of the forest along with markers on where all the portals and important landmarks were. The woods were bigger than I had originally thought, there was a campsite just north of my cabin along with old parks, burnt-down neighborhoods, and markers where all the other crazy people lived. The thing that really caught my attention though was just a bit away from the campsite was a locker room with a note written just above the building stating it was still operational. I was deep in thought till I felt a shiver down my spine, turning around quickly and coming face to face with Lyra.

“OMG Ly…. what have I said about sneaking up behind me," I muttered, sinking back down into myself as I looked back at the map.

“Sorry, but you seemed so focused…. What's this?” 

“I traded with Tim… it wasn't enough to get them to fix the electricity but they did give me a map of the area so that's a plus.”

“...and how did that go….” Lyra seemed a bit anxious but I've learned to not question it with her, all I did was nod as I looked back up.

“Surprisingly well…felt like I was gonna die but it was ok.” I did my best to try and reassure Lyra, she always seemed nervous when she talked about any of the others, she was also constantly trying to keep me safe and far away from the others.

“Why are you so nervous around them….. I know you don't like my questions but I can't help but ask. Are they really that brutal?” 

Lyra nodded and sat on the counter next to the map, crossing her legs as she leaned back onto her hands.

“Look, I have my reasons, just… I don't want you to get hurt, you’re like the little sister I never had and I wanna make sure you don't get fucked over.” 

“Technically I'm older than you but I get what you’re trying to say. Thanks, I'll be careful but….. Did one of them like…. Kill you? I get it if you don't wanna answer that but you gotta understand why I would think that.” 

Lyra looked at me with an annoyed expression, not saying a word before she rolled her eyes and looked back down at the map.

“Fine, don't answer the question, but I do have to ask you something. What do you know about that old locker room down near the campsite?”

“Down near Jeff's? That place is pretty popular, a lot of people use the area to shower since most of the cabins don't have water if they aren't close to Tim…. I don't recommend it, that place is really gross and is a quick way to contract some disease or you might just stumble into someone.”

“Does it beat bathing in the cold ass river?”

“Only if you don't mind all the needles and junkies.”

I groaned as I pinched the bridge of my nose, I was sick of bathing in the river but I also didn't want to get kidnap and sold to some gang or potentially contract some disease so for now I had to just stick to the river even if it might make me lose a toe or five.

“Why can’t things start going my way?” I groaned loudly as my head hit the kitchen counter, slumping over as Lyra rubbed my back. Her hand felt like cold jello, almost like I was being pet by a water bed. Ghosts felt gross.

“It’ll get better….. Eventually.”

“I'm just hungry… and tired…”

I felt like I was going to cry, I had no reason to and I didn't want to do it in front of Lyra but I couldn't help but feel the burning sensation in my eyes starting to brim up.

“Juilies……come on…I know where to find a quick meal for ya.” 

I laughed and raised my head, pushing myself off the counter and using my crutches to support myself up. 

“Please… it's been days.”

“Come on then, I know where we can find you something quick.”

Lyra led me out of the house, her transparent body moved slowly to not tire me as she led me to one of the nearby portals. I Had only gone through them once or twice before and although they were convenient, they were also extremely sickening. Stepping inside it made my organs feel like they were being curdled like old milk, twisting my insides like I was being put into a blender. Yurei didn't look much better than me, she whined and tried to scratch at her nose as I did my best to stabilize myself. Lyra on the other hand seemed perfectly ok, she didn't have a physical body so there was nothing to really disturb.

“Come on… it's not much further up ahead, just up near the main trail before the farm.”

Lyra called out as she started to float ahead of us. Yurei and I did our best to catch up despite our dizziness. 

It wasn't too bad of a walk, around 5 minutes past the portal and we were there. Just off the trail before the burnt-down farm was a clearing with a large tree in the middle. The grass was overgrown with shinged symbols embedded into the ground, leading up to the tree where three hanging bodies were. Their intestines were all tired together, falling off the branches like party streamers as if we were at some sick birthday party for the mentally deranged. 

“This is rather… eccentric.” my voice blank as I walked over to the bottom of the tree and looked up at the corpse's twitching body.

“This is Natalie’s doing… she lives not far away and is often the reason for these weird… “works of art” as she calls them. She's fucking crazy, she just makes“sculptures” out of her victim's bodies… I doubt she will give you any trouble but I recommend you be quick. I doubt she will be happy if she sees you messing with her shit.” 

“Noted, I'll be quick.” 

I waited for Lyra to turn around, not wanting to subject her to more gore in her already macabre life. Once I was sure she was gone I was quick to rip into the flesh of the hanging corpse, letting my mouth fill up with the copper taste. Strands of Veins got stuck in my teeth while I felt chunks of flesh slide down my throat. My head felt dizzy as I started to lose myself but my fangs hitting bone and the sounds of Yurei’s barking averted my attention.

“Sorry girl… here.” 

I took a large butcher's knife out from my backpack and sliced through the man's ankle, cutting the foot clean off so Yurei could have dinner too.

I could feel the familiar feeling of tears in my eyes as I felt the flesh get caught in my lip rings. Chunks fell from each messy bite I took and fell into my shirt and it wasn’t long before I started bawling my eyes out. It wasn't like I chose this like I chose for my main source of sustenance to come from human flesh. I missed eating pasta and burgers with mac and cheese but anytime I tried to quit I would always lose control and wake up with just blood and bones to clean up.

“Are you done yet!?” lyra yelled out with her translucent hands over her ears and her eyes shut so hard it looked like she was trying to stop herself from crying.

The combination of her yelling and what sounded like popping boba in my mouth seemed to shake me back to the real world. My clothes were stained and the corpses now were mostly just bone along with mangled flesh and hanging muscle falling onto the ground. The sight was disgusting and the smell was most likely worse.

“Ya… sorry about that… come on Yurei.” 

Yurei was covered in blood with drool dripping off her snout as she carried what looked like a mangled hand in her mouth. I decided it was best for us to walk behind Lyra again so we didn't subject her more to all the gore.

The walk was quiet as we got back to the house and not long did it take us to get inside. The living room was dark, the only light being from my phone flashlight till I managed to light some candles.

“You staying for a while?” My voice was soft as I kept my back to ly.

“Nah… I'll be back tomorrow though… get cleaned up, you probably smell like a saw victim.” 

I laughed as I took my clothes off, leaving them on the ground as I used a wet rag to clean my body.

“I feel like a saw victim…. See ya tomorrow though, be safe doing whatever it is that you do.” 

With that Lyra left the cabin, leaving Yurei and I to try and get the caked layer of blood off ourselves without being forced to go bathe in the cold leech-filled lake. my body felt too heavy for me to want to even attempt to try and leave the house again, despite barely being awake for 4 hours I was ready to go back to sleep, I wanted to hide away again, and that was what I intended to do. Once I had my pajamas back on I immediately crawled back into my nest of a bed despite knowing I should be writing in my journal or studying the map but I couldn't bring myself to get up, I wanted to just rot for as long as I could. The mattress itself felt like rocks but with enough pillows and blankets, it was warm enough for me to at least fall asleep and bury my body in the sheets like it was my grave.

Hey guys sorry for the extremely delayed update, I've had little to no motivation, and for the past few weeks I've been sick very on and off but I promise to update this story more since I have a lot of material made for this project of mine. Sorry for the delay and thank you all <3 -Foofy

[reachingmygoalsss]

Life Update

April 25 2024

Got multiple new jobs, a new apartment and new dogs literally 5 days after the December post. Lost some weight around 15lbs rn! Things are looking up the dogs have helped me relax so so much.

My boyfriend got a new job as a carpenter now and actually stepped up after a fight we had on Valentine's Day. He started trying really hard, and I admit I wasn't the best person during the time because of how hurt and betrayed I felt. I feel a lot of guilt for that, and like I don't fully deserve this new beginning to some extent with him because of how angry I was up until he got the job. I'm really happy for him and thankful too. After all I wouldn't be dating him this long if I didn't love who he is. Stress just gets in the way of that sometimes.

My new dogs are the best little girls! They are German Shepherd lab mixes and are beautiful. Now around 7 months old. I will upload some pictures with this of them! They literally help me so much in my dream realms and through my healing stuff as well as with the transmutation of my emotions. I try to give back as much as I can to them by getting them treats, bones, and things they need or want. I really think I'm gonna try and walk them more, though. It's something I have been lacking with. That and training, and they deserve more of that, so that is a new thing I want to do for them going forward.

I have lots of big plans for the future. I'm going to make a goals list soon, so be hopeful for that. But I think the rest of the post I'm going to rant.

My parents still suck. I don't like how they take everything as me trying to hurt them. It's very frustrating. I'm not going to say I didn't have a lot of hate for them from all the buildup and stuff but I have let go of most of that now. I don't hate them anymore I just don't like them because I realized they will never actually understand me or how I speak.

Something I have been having issues healing lately is feeling like I'm hurting others. Today I talked to my mom for the first time in months and we were having a conversation about my brother since he is in the process of having a kid. Said conversation:

"you know your brother he gets stressed so easily and is nervous"

"that's because you yelled at him for so many years"

"that's because he never would listen unless I yell at him"

"he never was able to hear you because his ears were damaged from you yelling at him"

"I'm not going to let you ruin my day today I'm about to have a grandkid"

"I'm just telling you where that comes from"

✨️conversation ended 2 mins later✨️

This is how every conversation goes and yet I still somehow feel like I'm a dickhead for just stating what I see when she tries to bring stuff up. I feel this way with everyone, either in a state of confusion or guilt and shame for triggering them. I genuinely don't mean to trigger them either I'm just looking at a situation and word vomiting what I see, hear or feel. Sometimes I think I'm autistic because of this. With my mom though I do question if my motives are good. Like is it a subconscious jab at her character? Am I living in the past? Part of me does feel like I am still there in the house a scared kid waiting for her to come in my bedroom and tell me to do some chore or scream at me. During those times my throat feels tight like I'm being strangled and I still can't seem to get the words out clearly. It's hard for me to be in a relationship when there is no relationship because it will always be one-sided. She still wants me to wear the golden child, straight A student, favorite cousin, grandchild, bullshit mask I wore for so long. Perfection mask curated to her, otherwise I'm imperfect, but more importantly she is imperfect. I find myself with traits like her sometimes. Cold and cruel due to insecurities and superficialities. I see how hurt she is too and I guess that's why I still hold so much guilt, shame and hurt for cutting her out. She will never see me. Just like her mother never saw her.

I hope I'm not like her.

My father, I cut off from Jan 1st to early April. It's nice to talk to my dad, and I miss him. The problem is that I usually go into an anxiety attack after I get off the phone with him. Even if the conversation is good, it feels like he invades my whole being, and I have intrusive hate thoughts every time I talk to him that I have to clear out of my head almost every time. He also defends my mom with her behavior, and then he lets her into conversation a lot. Which has put a lot of strain on our relationship in general. I didn't want to have to make him choose between me or mom, but she made that the case a lot of the time. I wish he had the balls to say no to her and just have a relationship with me. I don't expect him to ever stick up for me though at this point. If he defended her to a 5 year old me saying I was the problem at 5 why should I have expected anything different at 22. That's the part I think that hurts the most is still dealing with the same thing younger me dealt with. No one to help me stand up to my bully other than myself.

Good news is I'm an adult now and I no longer feel helpless against them. I can stand up to them and they can't put their shit on me anymore. Though I'm the villain now and that kinda sucks considering I went from being perfect in their eyes. I destroyed their image of everything they saw in me and I feel like myself for the first time but I have no family because of it. I will have to build my own.

Everyone in my family looks at me like I'm an asshole and none of them other than my dad want to see me truly succeed. And even then my dad will try to change my plans or will outright judge or insult them behind my back to my mom. I know this because that's how they all work. Then they get sick or get into a car accident or some shit because they are fucking mean. I don't know why I keep going back. When I disconnect from them I feel so much anxiety, sadness, and hate and it's hard to focus on anything else. I hope there's a day where I can just let go or talk to them without feeling so fucked up. Self harm or self hate maybe? Self sabotage? Layers of bullshit that needs to go. Too much manipulation. Sometimes I wish they would just die so I can move on and get some relief.

I guess the end of this is just me wishing I had a supportive and loving family. One where I don't have to be fake to avoid making people upset or afraid.

[arttrampbelle]

Guys having shang as a snake oil salesmen is racist. That has obvious racist undertones. It's so watered down from the absolutely terrifying intelligence,grace,and presence of shang tsung thru tagawa's performance.

And while mr alan lee does a good job. I feel he's kinda blind to how fucked up the script really is. And how fans are treating his shang tsung.

Like is it just me? Like doesn't anyone else see how shang tsung is being treated like a stereotype and trope?!

Also to add,shang tsung doesn't need to be a good guy to be sympathetic. And he doesn't need to be "pure evil" to be compelling as a villain. Like clearly people don't know how to wrtie nuance and it shows. It's embarrassing. That's villain writing 101. Y'all talk about how villains should be written with nuance. But only when it's villains you don't wanna bone.

Like fr. Y'all are so blind to this shit.

If you guys dont fucking stop writing shang tsung in the most fucking fetishistic racist way i swear to god.

Stop saying "oh he serve cunty oooo" SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!

It's starting to piss me off.

I'm sorry. If you can't be gay for shang tsung before mk1. You don't deserve to have him.

The thing is he's always been sexy.

But y'all dont care unless he's like a bishie young babyfaced asian man you can fetishize.

Seriously fucking at my limit...

And legitimately the new game is a REBOOT. It's rushed. It's basic. And it doesn't really add anything. It's retelling the same fucking game. Over. And over. And over. It's a jumbled mess of crap thrown at the wall to see what sells and not actually anything of substance.

And im sick of it.

So instead of just ending it with mk11 and leaving it open ended. And moving on from the series.

They fucked it further into the trash hell.

I'm so sick of so called mortal kombat fans. You dont love mortal kombat. If you did. You'd see how stupid this shit is.

When they have had years of integral lore spat right back in our faces destroyed. That's where nrs and ed boon lost my respect. And fans lost my respect too. They've turned into just another mcu crazed fans type shit here.

Anyone who has been here,been Mortal kombat fans. Knows how fucked up its gotten.

They massacred the entirety of the series.

But y'all dont care. Y'all are too deadbrained to look beyond the rose tinted glasses.

Sometimes honey. A series. A game. Sucks. No matter how "hot" you think a character is.

I say this with wholeheartedness as a long time fan and a shang tsung tsimp. I hate tumblr brand mortal kombat fans.

I can work on my own universe i guess.

But y'all ain't gonna see a lot of mortal kombat kontent from me anymore. Maybe sprinkles. But that's about it.

Because I'm done.