#soooooo many thoughts and no way to be normal about them

[nonbinarymikey]

thinking so fucking hard about a rise fullmetal alchemist au except none of my thoughts are coherent so its just me furiously filling pages in my notebook about draxum as scar and mikey as mei

[demonslayedher]

More thoughts:

--Tanjiro, once again, nearly perishes of dehydration. I'm glad they later talk about Shinobu making a displeased face hearing about Genya's condition, because I would love to see what face she'd make hearing about Tanjiro nearly doing this to himself again. But on that note, it's so so so so so so so nice how Tanjiro and Genya bring out the most normal normalcy in each other. They can just. Be calm. And talk calmly. They can just chill like high school boys. AND INOSUKE CANNOT.

--I really loved how good that conversation felt for both Tanjiro and Himejima. Like, it wasn't just an interaction to have happen and cross off a list. They both needed that. Himejima needed some reminder of good kids out there in the world whom he doesn't need to be so jaded about, and that meant his words of validation for Tanjiro were extremely well through-though, which is why they had such a penetrating effect for Tanjiro. He gets told a lot how cool and special he is and he can only take it in stride with humility to deflect a lot of it, but Himejima's affirmations were about Tanjiro's moral character, and there was nothing for Tanjiro to do but let those words sink in. It's clear that Himejima wouldn't say these things to just anyone.

--Which is why the things Himejima says to the other Hashira always have such weight too, and the light novels are so good

--You know what really gets me about Himejima in this flashback? He's very self-aware of his own ugliness and motivations and why it's unreasonable to be upset with Sayo, even though he wronged so deeply. The fact that he wanted her to thank him, and if that was all he ever got, it would have been enough to save him.

--He's been tormented all this time by the disgusting feelings of violence that pulsed through his fists, but even now, ten years later, he knows what a different person he'd be if only Sayo had saved him in his darkest moment. Now that's an AU that's too tender and sweet to ruin with humor, however humorous it would be to have a Happy-jima.

--BUT Awwww MAAANN the way he USED to SMIIIILLLLLEEEE, Ufotable you're killing me

--Even now the memory upsets him enough to crack his prayer beads--the touch of the broken prayer beads on the floor was so good

--Showing Kaigaku's face was A CHOICE and Ufotable sure made it and they sure did justice to the pacing and revelation of Zenitsu's change in demeanor. Tanjiro, that was Zenitsu saying good-bye.

--Crying Nezuko in Tanjiro's mind is soooooo cuuuuute

--I've always loved how, despite Gotouge's usually avoidance of foreshadowing, what there is of it can be very clever. Sanemi and Giyuu breaking each other's wooden swords in the same moment is a preview of their equal strength in crashing blades to make them Red.

--Sanemi had aaaaaall the best faces, but the worst of all was the smile he has in Giyuu's delusions. And Sanemi's recollection of Tanjiro's mention of ohagi is so different than how Tanjiro actually said it; it's so insulting that way he heard it.

--Something happens to Tanjiro's face when he's around Giyuu. It gets squishier than usual. It was already squishy in the first place. He should probably bother Shinobu and get that looked at.

--I looooove how they made Sanemi connect the dots when he sees Nakime's eye.

--You know? Let Muzan have his dramatic walk. He's waiting so many centuries for this. But you know the only thing I would have changed to make it more thematic? I'D HAVE HAD HIM SPEND SOME OF THAT STRUT AROUND THE GRAVES WHICH KAGAYA HAD STRUGGLED TO WALK AMONG EVERY DAY.

[propertyofyoutube]

Hey girl heyyyyyyyy it’s me again! Your writing is so amazing I will never get over it! You always have me kicking my feet and blushing!!!

So I have another Sam x Colby x Reader idea!

So I’ve been seeing a lot of “reader squirts for the first time” fics and they all end with the person saying they are going to make them do it again and that’s where it cuts off (don’t get me wrong I love these fics still!) but I always crave more and wish they would keep going and make the reader keep going soooooo the wheels in my brain got to turning

I was thinking the reader hasn’t been able to get herself to squirt after she did it once while masturbating and has been bummed out cause she’s been trying to do it again and the boys are more than willing to help get her there again and again and maybeeee again 😝 (genuinely just pure “our girl” love, overstimulation, squirting filth)

Again I love you’re writing and I hope you’re having the best day you amazing human being!!!!

Let it go, baby - EXPLICIT

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, Complete and utter filth!! Squirting (lots of it) overstimulation, oral both male and female, use of sex toys, penetration, rough and hard sex, swallowing, bad language, masturbation, plus a lot of love and fluff and care.

Not edited.

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"Come on..." you panted as you pumped your fingers in and out, as fast as you possibly could as the sound of moans echoed through your phone.

You shut your eyes tight, as you felt your second orgasm just inches away, your stomach twisting and your legs shaking. 'This is it...' you thought as you curled your fingers, your arm becoming extremely tired. Your friend recently told you about how she 'soaked' the place one night with her new boyfriend, and it instantly reminded you of that one time, many years ago where you managed to squirt. For the first and only time. Yes that's right, only time. You'd tried, so many times you couldn't keep count to make yourself feel that relief once again. And tonight, you almost had it.

"Come on! Come on! Yes, yes, yes!" You cried out as your second orgasm hit, and.... Wait for it.... It's coming... nothing.

"Fuck!" You groaned out , a groan full of frustration and exhaustion more than anything. You stared at the ceiling wanting to scream. Maybe you just weren't capable of squirting anymore. But damn, that feeling was like something else and you just wanted that explosion of pleasure once again. Tonight just wasn't the night but it affected you more this time. You'd had enough, normally once you put your mind to something, it wasn't too hard for you to achieve it. So why was this so hard for you to do!

You took a deep breath before shutting down the porn that still blasted through your phone. You headed into the bathroom to take a leak and freshen up. As your phone laid on your bed the dull buzzing sound of Sam calling you was drowned out by the sound of your running faucet.

You felt so deflated. Granted, it wasn't such a big deal, but it had been such a long time you'd been trying, you just felt annoyed more than anything.

As you headed back into your bedroom, you picked your phone to see the missed call, "oh fuck..." you sighed once again. You instantly began calling him back.

"Hey baby!" Sam said, cheery as ever, down the phone.

"Heyy..." you said with a sweet tone trying to hide your deflation. Sam could see right through you.

"Woah, what's going on?" Sam spoke quickly, his voice riddled with concern.

You sighed, feeling so ridiculous for the way you were feeling right now, "it's nothing babe, don't worry."

Sam let out a small exhale down the phone before replying softly, "okay baby... well Colby will be finishing his meeting in 30 minutes so do you want me to pick you up now?" He asked.

You couldn't help but smile a little knowing you'll be back with your two favourite boys in no time, "yes please... I'm ready whenever." You replied as you quickly began to gather your essentials for a sleepover at their house.

"That's my girl... be there in five." Sam said as you smiled, "and hey, keep smiling." He quickly added before putting the phone down. You stopped for a moment as you took in the sincerity in his voice. He always worried about you, Colby too.

Sam wasn't lying as five minutes later there was a knock on your door. Your mood lifting slightly just at the sight of him, waiting patiently for you as you opened up the door.

"There's our beautiful girl." He said with the brightest smile.

"Hi..." you say softly with a smirk as you stepped outside, Sam instantly taking your bag from you so you could close the door.

Sam looked at you with a smile as you locked up, he was trying so hard to hide his concern for you. “So, I thought we could head to McDonalds and get some food and then head to pick up Colby…” He said giving you a smile as if it were a question.

You turned to look at Sam as you nodded, still that annoyed pit in your stomach you just couldn’t shake, “sounds great babe.”

Sam nodded in return as he smiled, but his eyes were showing nothing but worry for you. He hoped once you were settled you’d feel comfortable enough to tell them what has upset you.

Sam placed your bag in the trunk as you climbed into the passenger seat. You buckled up trying not to be a mood killer… you took a deep breath before turning to smile at Sam as he climbed into the car.

Sam always smiled back, uncontrollably as your smile warmed his heart more than anything. That’s why he hated it when you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong, but he never pushed. He just made it his mission to make you feel happy, and he knew Colby felt the exact same way. “Ready, princess?” Sam said with a smirk as he buckled up.

“For McDonald’s? Always” you giggled back.

Sam smiled even wider at your comment as he opened up his phone to put on some music, “that’s my girl.” He said with a smile as he glanced at you. Suddenly your favourite song began to play through the speakers of the Tesla as you glanced at Sam giving him a seriously look. “What?” Sam teased with a smirk, “I know you love it.”

You rolled your eyes starting to notice the small things he was doing in an attempt to cheer you up. “I’m fine Sam!” You laughed.

Sam held his hands up defensively, “woah I never said you weren’t.” He teased back with a smirk, “am I not allowed to listen to a song that just happens to be your favourite song?” He asked as he leaned closer before kissing your cheek sweetly.

You rolled your eyes once more as you playfully pushed him away, even though you wouldn’t admit to your feelings right now, Sam was definitely cheering you up.

After grabbing food for the three of you from the drive through at McDonalds, you looked out the window as Sam approached the building where Colby’s meeting was held. You suddenly frowned as you leant forward squinting as you saw in the distance Colby, holding a huge bunch of your favourite flowers. You looked at Sam confused and back out the window as he smiled to myself. “Is he for real?” You asked Sam with a chuckle.

“Okay… maybe I called Colby and told him you might not be feeling so great today… I am not responsible for his actions.” Sam said with a chuckle and a smirk.

“Sam, baby, I told you I’m fine!” You said back with another laugh.

Sam rolled his eyes slightly, “y/n… do you seriously think that I believe you when you’re saying that!” He said chuckling as he glanced at you, whilst he pulled up beside Colby.

You looked at Colby through the window and you saw his cheeky grin as he climbed into the car behind Sam.

You turned your head to look back at Colby, your mouth still dropped open as he exhaled dramatically carefully trying to sit down and not get the flowers caught. Once he closed the door he looked at you with a smirk, “hey baby.” He chuckled as he leaned forward kissing your cheek. “We thought you might like some flowers today…” he said with a warm smile as he held them towards you.

“Hmm..” you said crossing your arms glancing at him, “and why is that Colbs?” You asked raising your eyebrows.

Colby looked at you both confused and almost like he was guilty of a crime he didn’t know he committed as he quickly realised what you were doing. Hiding how you were really feeling. “No reason, just because we love you.” He said smugly, his cheeky grin returning.

You sighed slightly, but the flowers were truly so beautiful and they did make you feel that little bit better once again. “I’m fine…” you said with a smile as you leaned forward to smell them. “But thank you. Both of you, and I love you too.” Both Sam and Colby smiled warmly at you as Sam began the drive back to their place.

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Just as you finished up eating your McDonald’s, Colby suddenly paused the TV as they both turned to look at you in the corner of the sofa. Your eyes fell wide as you looked at them nervously, “what I do?” You said in a sheepish cute voice.

Colby sighed as Sam tilted his head placing his hand on your thigh. Sam began to speak softly, “okay baby… you had a nice drive listening to your favourite songs, you got flowers and you’ve been fed…” you looked at Sam knowing exactly where he was going with this. “So… are you going to tell us what’s going on now?” He asked, genuinely concerned.

You looked between him and Colby as they both awaited your answer. You chuckled nervously as you looked around the room, “Sammy, Colbs, honestly… I’m fine, it’s nothing. You really don’t have to worry and you definitely didn’t need to do all of this.”

“Baby, it’s never nothing… something has clearly upset you or something, we just… we just wanna help.” Colby said his voice filled with love and care.

You looked at Colby as you chewed the inside of your mouth. This was the first time you’d ever felt truly embarrassed, ashamed of how you were feeling because of something that you thought was so ridiculous. “It’s nothing.. it’s honestly… it’s stupid, and it’s… embarrassing.” You said quietly as you looked down chuckling nervously.

“Hey no, nothing is stupid or embarrassing.” Colby said as he gently lifted your head up by your chin. “You can talk to us, y/n…”

“About anything…” Sam added with a smile.

“Fine.” You said in the end knowing they would never leave it. You took a deep breath as you chuckled nervously to yourself, “okay… I was annoyed earlier because…” you sighed again ready for the laughs to start. But Sam and Colby weren’t laughing, they were eagerly waiting to find out what has been bothering you all day. “Because… I can’t squirt anymore…” you said immediately looking down as you felt your cheeks instantly flush.

Sam and Colby both paused as they looked at you for a moment and then both of their eyes met silently communicating as small smirks appeared on their faces.

“And I’m presuming you tried this morning and it… didn’t go well?” Sam asked as he rubbed your thigh.

You lifted your head to look at him kind of shocked that neither of them were laughing right now. “Uh… yeah…” you said nervously as you turned to look at Colby.

“You know baby…. You could have just asked.” Colby said as he glanced at you. There it was, that look in his eyes that he only had when something great was about to go down.

“What?” You said a little lost for words and shocked.

“Yeah… and if you’d have told me this morning… we would have had this problem fixed much sooner.” Sam added as you quickly turned your head to look in his direction.

“What do you mean?” You asked nervously as you looked between the both of them.

Colby and Sam chuckled slightly as Colby suddenly leaned forward, his mouth grazing across your ear as he whispered, “why don’t we go fix it now?”

The sound of his voice, that low and seductive tone, sent shivers down your spine. “I- I uh” you stuttered as they both smirked.

Suddenly they both stood up off the sofa as they both held a hand out for you, “you coming?” Sam said with a suggestive smirk.

You stared at them for a moment before nodding slowly taking their hands as they helped you up. Colby began to lead the way to the bedroom as Sam whispered into your ear, “don’t worry baby… we’ll take care of you.” The low gravel to his voice made your heart pound in anticipation and your heat twitch.

As Colby reached the bedroom, he stepped aside letting Sam guide you into the room as he closed the door. Sam turned you to face him as suddenly leaned in slowly, his lips grazing against yours, “you said you can’t squirt?” He spoke in a low whisper as you looked up at him seeing the change in his eyes and you nodded slowly. Sam smirked as he moved his lips to graze across your entire cheek slowly until he reached your ear. Goosebumps being left covering your entire body, “we’ll see about that.” He whispered directly down your ear as you closed your eyes gasping slightly. Suddenly his hands gently gripped the bottom of your shirt, “arms up.” He demanded as you quickly lifted them into the air and he wasted no time pulling your shirt up and over your head. Colby suddenly walked by as he took in your appearance with a smirk, holding a towel in his hand.

“What are you-“ you went to speak to him but Sam suddenly grabbed your face pulling you back to him as he smacked his lips onto yours in a deep and passionate kiss. His tongue began to explore your mouth, his hand wrapping into your hair to pull you closer.

Colby suddenly came up behind you as his fingers moved around your hips and he unbuttoned your shorts before lopping his fingers into the waist band of both your short and underwear and he slowly began to pull them down before he hit the floor. “Step out baby.” Colby said his voice laced with desire. You suddenly took a step closer to Sam, causing Sam to step back slightly, his lips never leaving yours. “Good girl.” Colby’s voice echoed from below, causing your legs to tremble slightly as you groaned into Sam’s mouth.

As Colby slowly raised to his feet behind you, Sam suddenly pulled away as you both tried to catch your breath, but he suddenly spun your around where you were came face to face with Colby just inches away, catching you by surprise. You looked at Colby your legs already growing weaker as he stood before, naked, and already hard just from the sight of you. Your heat dripped in anticipation as Colby suddenly pulled you to him connecting his lips with yours in a much more desperate and erratic kiss than Sam’s. His kiss was filled with a need to taste you. Sam took a step back as he began to undress himself. His eyes staying glued to the back of your body as he saw Colby slowly reach around and skilfully unclasp your bra with just a pinch of his fingers.

As Colby’s kiss deepened, he slowly dragged his hands up your sides until he reached your arms, guiding them to wrap around his head as he mumbled into your mouth, “hold on tight baby..” and before you could responded he suddenly took a hand as he dragged it up between your thighs causing you to step out wider and his fingers instantly found your clit, like metal being attracted to a magnet.

You gasped as your legs twitched, your tight grip around his head and shoulders squeezing slightly to keep you steady as his fingers began to rub intensely. “Oh… fuck,” you mumbled into his mouth as he smirked into the kiss. Colby suddenly pulled back out of breath as he rested his forehead against yours, “we need you to cum for us baby… every time… got it?” Colby said sternly his voice deep and lustful.

You squeezed your eyes tight as you nodded, nothing but the sound of your moans filling the room. Sam watched as you crumbled at Colby’s touch heading over to a dresser where he pulled open a draw grabbing some essentials for this occasion. He smirked, knowing just how soaked this room was about to become.

Suddenly Colby took his two fingers pushing them deep into your core as your eyes snapped open as, the only thing keeping you up being your arms still tightly wrapped around him. He began to quickly pump them in and out, curling them as he hit your spot every time. “Oh… fuck… c-Colby…” you gasped between moans as you clenched around his fingers.

“You’re close baby… I can feel it.” Colby groaned as he moved his hand quicker, his lips finding yours once again to swallow your moans.

Suddenly Sam came up behind you, his hands snaking around your body as he found your breasts, his fingers moving across your nipples as he began to massage them, his grip getting tighter as they felt you begin to shake, your legs struggling to hold you up. Colby pulled away from your lips as he moved his hand more aggressively, your first orgasm just inches away. You flung your head back as you hit Sam’s shoulder. His lips began to kiss and suck along your neck as he made his way up to your ear, “cum for Colby baby… that’s a good girl.”

That was it, your orgasm hit full swing, “holy fuck!” You called out as both Sam and Colby held you up in place as Colby’s pace slowed down to ride out your high, your body crumbled wedged between them. Colby slowly removed his hand with a smirk as you tried to catch your breath, Sam’s arms wrapped tightly around you as you opened your eyes to look at Colby.

Colby smirked his eyes dark with desire, “that’s just the beginning baby… on the bed.” He demanded as Sam moved you forward before turning you to face him with a smirk and pushing you gently back onto the bed. Your heart pounded as your back hit the sheets, your breath heavy as you looked at them both stood at the bottom of the bed, devouring you with their eyes. Tonight was all about you. Sam and Colby communicated silently before Sam suddenly grabbed your legs pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. You gasped at the suddenly movement but your eyes fell wide as he dropped to his knees between your legs. Colby moved to the side of you his hand slowly starting to stroke his cock as he admired you lying on the bed, your chest rising and falling from the passion that still radiated through your body.

Sam looked up at you as his hands slowly dragged up your entire legs, until he began to rub your thighs. “You sure you want this baby? Because once we start, we aren’t stopping until we’re all completely soaked.” Your eyes fell wid once again as you gasped trying to calm your excitement and nerves. You bit your lip for a moment before nodding unsure what to expect.

“That’s our girl.” Colby said with a groan as he moved closer to you. Sam and Colby gave one last nod of acknowledgment before Sam suddenly moved forward slowly kissing along your inner thigh as your body naturally began to move needing him, needing his mouth where you wanted him most. Sam chuckled at you squirming before he gave you what you wanted, leaning forward as he took his tongue slowly dragging it up your entire heat.

“Oh… Sammy.” You moaned out as he tasted every inch of you. Just as he began to move his mouth against your clit, your hands instantly moved to grab his hair. Colby suddenly grabbed your wrist as your eyes snapped open in shock and you turned your head to the side to look at him.

“Now baby… why don’t we out that pretty little hand of yours to better use?” He suggested, with a hint of demand in his voice as he slowly took your hand placing it around his cock and he began to move it against him. “That’s it.” He groaned as he looked down at your scrunched up face as Sam worked his magic. Just as you began to move your hand up and down Colby’s shaft suddenly Sam stuck two fingers deep inside of you as you moaned out louder. The sight of you coming undone for Sam was addictive for Colby. His eyes widening as you arched your back on the bed, the sound of Sam’s name leaving your lips as he gave you everything you need. Suddenly you began to clench around Sam’s fingers as you looked down at him, the sight alone almost sending you over the edge.

“Sammy…I… I’m gonna-“ you tried to speak but the overwhelming sense of an orgasm just inches away once again was in control of your breath.

“Cum baby,” Colby spoke his own voice shaking as he felt pleasure radiating through his body, your hand slowed down as you were being consumed by Sam’s fingers and mouth but he didn’t care, this was so fucking hot to him.

Suddenly Sam groaned against you as it vibrated against your clit, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your high hit full speed once again. Your legs shook as you tried to pull your knees together, “fuck Sam!” You cried out but Sam didn’t slow down. He moved his mouth away his fingers still pumping as suddenly you heard a clicking sound followed by the sound of vibrations as you tried to open your eyes but your orgasm was so intense and Sam was not giving you a chance to recover. He suddenly pressed the vibrator directly on your clit as his fingers pumped in and out, curling up to hit your g-spot, your orgasm still raging through your body as you suddenly contracted in your stomach, the stimulation overpowering as your head lifted off the bed, your knees lifting higher towards your face as your breath got caught in your throat. “S-Sa-mmy” you tried to speak but you couldn’t, just a quiet squeal pushed through your throat as you felt your legs shaking vigorously. Suddenly you felt it, you felt the build up, like you wanted to explode, wanted to release in a whole new way. But you felt scared, fear of unknown. Not knowing what you would feel. Sam could feel the tension in your pussy as Colby saw it on your face, they knew you were holding it in. The vibrations became more intense as Sam used his whole arm to finger fuck you like never before.

“Let it go, baby…” Sam’s voice echoed into your ears as your body remained scrunched up.

Colby leaned down next to your head as he spoke low and demanding, “let it go, y/n.”

You remained scrunched up, your brain was spinning from the overwhelming sensation. Sam was not letting you give up now as he suddenly turned up the speed of the vibrator, your mouth fell wide as your breath became non existent once again, “I said fucking let go!” Sam growled his voice stern.

And with that… here it was. Suddenly your head threw back against the bed, “oh fuckkkk!” You screamed out as Sam smirked biting his lip, feeling the warmth around his fingers. He suddenly dropped the vibrator and quickly removed his fingers as he took his whole hand rubbing quickly against your whole core as you finally let go. Your juices squirted out powerfully as you completely soaked Sam who let out a deep, guttural moan.

“Fuck…” Colby groaned as he watched your juices dripping all over Sam, your screams filling the room as your body shook violently. “Good girl. That’s it.”

Sam suddenly took his mouth and completely sucked up everything dripping from your heat as your back arched again. “Oh… fuck… Sam!” You moaned loudly as you tried so hard to catch your breath, your head spinning from the lightheadedness.

Suddenly Colby spoke, “our turn.” He groaned deep into your ear before both he and Sam quickly stood up swapping places.

Your eyes fell wide, you weren’t sure if you take anymore, but fuck, this was by far the most amazing sexual experience of your life.

As Colby stood between your legs, he suddenly grabbed them as he pushed your knees up, giving himself as much access as possible, and knowing exactly what to do so he could be soaked in you too.

Colby didn’t give much time to recover as he looked at you, a dark desire and hunger in his eyes as he began to rub your extremely sensitive clit with his dick.

“C-Colby.” You gasped as you tried to lift your head up but Sam suddenly pushed you back down.

“Oh no baby, you’ve done enough talking… just let go.” Sam said as his hand stroked through your hair. “But that mouth to good use, princess.” He said softly as you turned your head to face him, his cock eagerly desperate to feel your mouth around it. Just as you opened your mouth to let Sam in, he positioned him as did Colby before they both pushed into you in union.

“Oh… fuck.” Sam groaned.

“Fuck y/n…” Colby groaned.

Your eyes fell wide as you felt as though your orgasm never ended with no cool down times. Sam because to push his dick in and out of your mouth as Colby instantly began to pound into your soaking wet, throbbing core. Within a minute, the room filled with their moans, your moans vibrating against Sam’s dick, you felt it again. But this time, you had no power, no energy left to fight against it.

Colby suddenly let out a low guttural moan as he felt the warmth start to surround his cock as he pounded a couple more time before pulling out suddenly as your juices squirted all over him again. “Fuck yes baby girl… that’s it.” He praised as Sam pulled out his dick, your scream filling the room so you could catch your breath.

After a second, Colby instantly pushed back deep inside you as he fucked you, harder and harder with each thrust. His movements not slowing down anytime soon.

You moaned loudly as you reopened your mouth for Sam. He quickly reinserted his cock back into your mouth, curse words and praises constantly pouring out of his mouth.

Colby suddenly grabbed the vibrator turning it on once again as he connected it with your clit, his cock fucking you harder than ever.

So this was overstimulation, you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as your body grew weaker and weaker, your legs shaking, your pussy throbbing and burning from the immense amount of pleasure.

Colby groaned deeply as his dick filled you entirely, “come on baby.. I wanna taste you.”

The sound of his voice completely sent another wave of orgasm through your body as he felt that warmth once again and the clenching of your walls growing weaker as he suddenly pulled out, dropping the vibrator as he dropped down, connecting his mouth with your core and quickly inserting two fingers.

“Oh…. Fuckkkk,” you groaned, mumbled by Sam’s cock filling your mouth. Suddenly you began to squirt for the third time tonight, directly onto Colby’s face and mouth as he relished in the feel of your juices covering him. The taste of you as he swallowed everything in his mouth. Sam pulled out his cock to let you scream and catch your breath.

“Fuck baby…” Colby groaned out of breath as he sucked up your core, cleaning up anything he can. He slowly looked up at you out of breath as your weak body laid on the bed. “Are you okay baby?”

You nodded weakly your breath extremely heavy.

“Do you need to stop, or do you think you have enough to get us over the edge?” Sam asked with a smirk.

You fluttered your eyes open to look at Sam and without saying anything you opened your mouth for him, showing him they can carry on.

Colby and Sam smiled at each other, mesmerised by their girls stamina and resilience. “I promise baby, not much longer.” Colby groaned as he and Sam suddenly themselves back inside of you.

“That’s it princess,��� Sam groaned deeply as you worked you sucked his cock amazingly, his hand tangling into your hair as you felt him beginning to twitch.

Colby was becoming completely consumed by the feel of your core wrapped around his dick, “fuck… baby… you feel so good.” He groaned out as he quickly began to twitch too.

Sam looked at Colby his breath heavy, “together?”

“Fuck yeah,” Colby groaned through gritted teeth as they both turned their attention back to you. Colby pounded into you deep and harder as Sam face fucked you until you gagged onto his dick.

“N-now Colby!” Sam moaned desperately as they both couldn’t hold back anymore. Colby let out a low guttural moan as Sam pulled out of your mouth and spilled his cum all over your chest. The sight of his cum hitting your tits sent Colby flying over the edge.

“Oh…f-..shit!” Colby groaned loudly as he pulled out, his cum covering your pussy.

Suddenly, everything went still, apart from the sounds of heavy breathing as slight groans coming from all three of you. Once Sam and Colby composed themselves, their bodies shaking as they could hear their own heartbeats pounding.

You laid there trying to catch your breath, not moving a muscle as your eyes remained closed.

Sam stroked your hair catching his breath.

Colby gently rubbed his hands lovingly up and down your thighs as he spoke breathlessly, “baby… are you okay?”

You didn’t reply for a moment as you tried so hard not to pass out from the overstimulation.

Sam looked at you concerned as Colby’s eyes widened, “y/n?” Sam said with a hint of urgency to his voice.

“I’m…I’m…” you began to speak your breath so weak and heavy. “I’m okay…” you managed to breathe out as you weakly lifted your hand giving them a thumbs up.

“Oh fuck… scared me then sweetheart,” Colby said with a chuckle as he dropped his head down. All of them feeling weak and exhausted.

Sam chuckled with relief as he lowered next your head placing a soft kiss on your cheek, “what do you need, baby?” He said softly his hand still stroking your hair, “do you want to sleep in your own room tonight?” He asked, knowing sometimes she liked downtime alone after an intense fucking.

You shook your head slowly. Sam nodded as he glanced up at Colby. “Okay baby, who do you want to stay with tonight?”

Colby smiled as he felt as though he knew what you were going to say, he’s only ever seen you seem like needy once, and after tonight, it was completely expected.

“Both…” you whispered back.

Colby and Sam both chuckled, “okay baby…” Colby said softly, “why don’t you let Sam get you cleaned up and take you to bed in his room and I’ll follow along once I’ve cleaned up here?” He said as he kissed your thigh softly.

You nodded weakly once again, your body completely and utterly well spent. Sam smiled as he kissed your forehead softly, “come on then princess, let’s go take a quick shower okay?” Colby moved aside to allow Sam to pick you up bridal style.

Sam stood beside Colby as Colby leaned over kissing your head, “have fun y/n… I’ll see you soon baby.”

You nodded as you spoke in barely a whisper, “I love you both…”

Sam and Colby looked at each other as they both smiled.

“I love you too sweetheart” Colby said kissing your head once again.

“I love you baby.” Sam smiled as he squeezed you tighter.

Sam carried you out of the room to get showered and ready for bed, as Colby looked at the soaked towel and bedsheets as he chuckled to himself, “well damn.. that towel was a waste of time…”

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Authors note: holy shit.. I quite frankly think this is my favourite thing I’ve ever written and I’m not usually a both a once kinda girl but DAMNNN! I hope you liked it! Requests are open!🖤

[shiftingparadise]

I LOVE the way u write for Feitan soooooo much!!! Would u ever consider writing something separate to soft spot for him?? I feel like you could write the sweetest (dirtiest) short stories for him.. or even some headcanons? ♡ I love all of ur writing!! Good job dude ♡♡♡

Thank you for your kind words. I'm really glad you like my fics with Fei 🥺. I hope you like this one as well. I'm planning on writing more fics with him after I'm caught up with all the requests 🤍✨.

I'm currently working on a Draken fic and a second part of the 'let's be friends' fic with Killua. I'm writing very slowly because I'm working until the summer and I don't have a lot of free time. I'm sorry guys :(

WARNINGS: smut

Word count: 1995

“Fuck, that auction was more work than expected”, Phinks rubbed the space between his brows, “Can’t wait to get a drink. What about you, Fei?”. “I don’t drink”, Feitan coldly replied. “Come on, little Fei”, Phinks smirked, “One drink”. “No”. “Hm”, a quiet chuckle left Chrollo’s throat. “Always so uptight”. “See? Even boss thinks so”, Phinks eagerly waved his hand in the air. “Tsk, are they blind here? I want to order something”. 

“Sorry sir”, you humbly bowed your head, “I’m afraid it’s a busy night. What can I get you guys?”. 

Your voice… So soft, so innocent… 

“Whiskey sour”, the blonde replied. “Scotch”, the other replied. “What about you?”, you kindly smiled at the dark-haired figure. 

“Water”. 

“Ignore that. He’ll have the same as me”, the blonde replied. “Water it is”, you playfully smiled before turning around. 

“What a pretty little thing”, Phinks’ eyes glided down your back as you walked towards the bar. “Should we take her?”, Chrollo’s eyes lit up. “I’m sure she’d make a cute toy”. 

Normally,Feitan would happily agree. He’d always liked the sound of cute little whimpers, but not today. He didn’t want you to be scared.

“What do you think, Fei?”. “I don’t think she’s pretty enough”. “What?!”, the blonde raised his voice. “She’s one of the prettiest girls we’ve ever met, right boss?”. “She’s got my attention, to say the least”, Chrollo studied your movements. “We’ll take her after her shift’s over”. 

No. He didn’t want them to take you. 

“Shouldn’t we focus on the mission?”. “What’s wrong, little Fei?”. “He doesn’t want to share”, Chrollo smirked. “Tsk, too bad. I want her”, the blonde turned his head to catch you leaning over the bar. You were obviously trying to grab something but failed to do so. “Imagine standing behind that perfect ass”. “Imagine waking up with your guts hanging out your stomach”, Feitan’s eyes lit up. “No fighting”, Chrollo sternly replied. “Let’s forget about her. Feitan’s right, let’s talk business”. “Nice, little Fei. You ruined the evening for everyone”. 

“Ruined?”, you smiled as you placed down the drinks. It was obvious they didn’t notice you at first. “He sure made mine”. “Huh?”, Feitan tilted his head to look at you. “Such a pretty face”, you placed his water in front of him, “It’s not often someone as handsome walks in this bar”. 

“Thanks”, a short reply. “Auch”, you softly giggled, “Anyway, enjoy your evening boys”. 

“What the hell, Fei?!”, Phinks gritted his teeth as you once again walked away. “She flirted with you, and you replied with ‘thanks’?”. “Tsk, what the hell was I supposed to say?”. “Want to play some pool?”, Chrollo hastily intervened, “The loser gets sent on a mission with Hisoka”.  “I’m going to the hotel. Tired”, Feitan sighed. “You sure? We don’t get many nights off”, a lingering smile on Chrollo’s face. “I’m sure boss. Goodnight”. “Okay Fei, see you tomorrow”. “Goodnight, idiot”, the blonde replied before walking to the pool table. 

His heart ached at the thought that he never see you again. He hated this feeling. 

“Leaving?”. “Huh?”, Feitan slowly turned his head. “Leaving?”, you repeated yourself as you closed your jacket. “Yeah, I’m tired”, Feitan ignored the taxi that was waiting for him. “Me too. Work’s stressing me out lately”, a serious expression on your face. “Hm”, another cold reply. 

“I’m starving. Want to grab some food?”. 

Why were you asking a stranger to ‘grab some food’? It annoyed him how careless you were. 

“Just be honest and tell me what you really want”, Feitan's eyes met yours. They seemed so cold and distant, but there was a slight smirk on his face.  “H-huh? I-I don’t know what you’re talking about”, you hastily turned your head to the ground, cheeks red with shame. “Normally boss gets all the girls”, he looked to the sky, “About time I had some fun”. “H-huh?”, you froze as you felt his hand around your wrist, pulling you towards the car. “W-wait-“. “Don’t back down now. You seemed so eager a minute ago”. 

“Where are you taking me?”, you pulled away, studying the car in front of you. “My room”. “Where? I’m not getting into a car with a stranger without knowing where you’re taking me”. “Waste of time. We both know you’re coming”. 

He watched as you grabbed your phone from your bag. You were so cute with your fake ‘stern’ expression and cherry-red cheeks. 

“What are you doing?”, he clenched his jaw. “I’m sharing my location with a friend”, you frowned, "If you end up murdering me-". “Don’t worry, I’m not planning to”, he interrupted you with a smirk. “Now get in. It’s cold”. 

--- 

“What’s your name?”, you asked as he opened the door to his room. It was a luxurious hotel, something regular people couldn’t afford. “Does it matter?”, he raised a brow. 

He knew you enjoyed this. The thrill, his arrogance… 

“It does”, you watched as he entered his room. “Just get inside”, he walked towards the bed. “Fine, I’m Y/N-“. “Don’t care”. 

“You’re lucky you look so handsome in your suit”, you closed the door behind you. 

“I’m lucky?”.

“W-what?”, you froze as you felt his hot breath against your ear. He was sitting on the bed a second ago… How could he be so fast? “I’d say you’re the lucky one. I’m very picky when I pick a new toy”, his hand traveled to your waist. “Toy?”, you loudly swallowed as you tried to control your breathing. You didn’t want to seem desperate. “You’ll never go back to your old life, to your friends, family… You’re mine now”. “So, you’re saying I can’t leave?”, your heart racing. “You can try”, he chuckled as he tightened his grip around your waist, “I want you to. I want to hunt you down, to hear you beg for mercy, to look at me with red-stained eyes, tears streaming down your face…”. 

“But my friend, she knows where I am”, you clutched onto your purse. “Cute”, he swiftly turned you around, pressing your back against the wooden door. “You have no idea who I am, do you? Who we were? Poor little thing. You’re like a deer caught in the headlights”. “W-wait!”, you tried to push him away as he softly bit the space between your shoulder and neck. “Wait?”, a devilish smirk as he lifted your skirt, swiftly pulling your panties to the side. “Fuck”, he looked down at his fingers. “You’re telling me to wait but you're soaking”, he chuckled as he grazed his tongue along the digits of his fingers, “So sweet”. 

“Well, I guess it’s time to drop this silly little act”, you smirked. “It’s obvious you haven’t noticed”. 

“Noticed?”, Feitan’s eyes studied yours. He didn’t like the sudden change in your energy. “I didn’t mean to let it get this far but…”, you softly bit your bottom lip, “You looked so handsome in that suit”. 

“Who are you?”, a sudden cold feeling against your throat. “Careful with that knife, Fei. No fighting between members, right?”. 

What? To be honest, he never felt more clueless in his life. 

“So cute… Like a deer caught in the headlights”, you chuckled. “Came across Chrollo a couple of weeks ago. To be honest, I almost won when he tried to steal my nen … But he gave me a choice: join the Troupe, or live without it”. “You’re lying. Boss didn’t tell me anything about a new member”. “Because he wanted to see who’d get careless when someone flirted with them. And you lost, Fei”, your words died out, making them sound venomous. 

“Tsk”, he took a step backward, swiftly putting the knife away. “Boss knows I never do this”. “But you did now”, you happily hopped behind him. “Show me your spider”, he froze as he looked over his shoulder. “Here”, you swiftly pulled your shirt over your head. “See?”, you pointed towards your waist. 

Right. This was the moment he started to hate you. 

“What’s that expression?”, you giggled. “You’re almost drooling”. “Get out”, he clenched his jaw. “You’ve made your point”. “I don’t want to leave”, you hastily replied, a frown on your face. “Sure, this was some kind of twisted test but…”, you paused as you fiddled with your fingers. “I really do think you’re handsome and… I mean… My body can’t lie”, a blush on your cheeks. 

How could you switch moods so fast? It was as if he was talking to a different person. Your stance changed, your voice, your expression… No wonder his boss decided to let you join. You could fool anyone, even someone as skilled as himself. 

“You sound desperate”. “Because I am”, you softly replied, “When you said I was going to be your little toy, that I was yours… I liked that”. “Too bad. Don’t like being tricked”. “B-but Chrollo told me to-“. “I don’t care”, Feitan laid down on the bed. “You should’ve stuck with your little performance. If you did, you’d be shaking underneath me by now”.  

“Fine”, you rolled your eyes, “Guess I’ll take my chances with Phinks”. 

No. He didn’t want you to. Even though you weren’t an innocent bystander, even though you were probably as strong as him… He wasn’t going to let that idiot have you first. 

“Don’t put your shirt back on”, he slowly sat up straight, looking as disinterested as ever. “Oh?”, you smirked, “Changed your mind?”. “He can have you when I’m done”, he slowly walked towards you. “Careful, I’m the possessive type”, you placed your thumb in between your teeth. “You don’t know me”, his hands now gently fiddling with the straps of your bra.“So?”, you pouted, “You’re mine now”. “Don’t say stuff like that”, he quickly grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him. “When we’re done, you’re going to leave my room and pretend this never happened”. 

“When we're done, you’re only going to want more”, you grabbed his other hand, guiding it to your skirt. “Come on, Fei. Let’s have some fun”. 

You were right. From the moment he felt your warmth, from the moment you arched your back… He was going to use you over and over again. He could never forget the way you felt, the way your body welcomed him… 

“So good”, you closed your eyes, your legs wrapped around his waist. “Feels so good, Fei”.

Normally he wasn’t like this. He never cared if the girl liked it, if she felt good, but now…

“What do you want me to do, princess? Want me to help you?”. “P-please”, your eyes flew open. “Touch me, please Fei”, an innocent look on your face. “Again”, he softly bit in your cheek, “Ask me”. “Please Fei, make me come”, you let your nails sink into his shoulders, “Please, please, please”. “Cute”, his lips found yours, “Hurry though, won’t last much longer”. 

“S-shit”, you tightened your grip, your legs shaking as his digits found your sweet spot. “I-I’m coming”. “Already?”, he smiled, “It’s fine, you can come. Won’t last long anyway”. 

“F-fuck, you feel so good when you clench around me like that”, Fei’s eyes were wide open. No one ever felt this good. “C-come with me, please”, your brows drew together, eyes locked with his. “W-where do you want me to?”, Fei mirrored your expression. 

He tried so hard not to fill you up already. He wanted to feel you come undone around him. He needed to. 

“D-don’t care”, you arched your back, “J-just keep going, please-“. “F-fuck”, he frowned as he looked down. “I-I’m coming”, you let your head fall back, nails dragging across his back. “M-me too, princess”. 

Was this the best he ever had? Even his legs were shaking. 

“Fuck”, he sighed as he intertwined his hands with yours, his head resting against your chest.  “What do you think?”, you tried to catch your breath. “What?”, his eyes studied your expression. “Was I right?”. “Hm”, he smiled, “Only want more, princess”. 

[bmbochangetales]

My wife was making fun of some woman. We were at a work party and my CEO’s latest arm candy was there. My wife and several others were at the table quietly laughing and making fun of her. Calling her a bimbo and making fun of the way she spoke. But the second I heard her mimic that voice, I wanted her to be a bimbo too.

I thought about it often the next few days. Hearing her talk in that voice. She would never go for that in bed. We had a plain boring nearly scheduled sex life. The boss’s new girlfriend stopped in the office one day and it just pushed me over the edge. I wished my wife was a bimbo like her.

As soon as I got home, I told the wife I needed to handle a few things. She mumbled some response as she continued cooking dinner, chatting away on the phone.

I pulled up a picture of my wife and the boss’s bimbo. I even found a video of her on her Instagram page. I imagined that silly high pitched voice coming from my wife. Adding in all the likes and cutting words short to her formerly pristine highly educated vocabulary. Big words becoming harder. She couldn’t remember the right sounds for her words. I began stroking my cock. It had been hard for so long. Up and down to that sound. I swear I could hear her down stairs on the phone.

“Oh my gawd, we had like this like big big party thingy for hubby’s work. And like soooooo many people were like there! It was like totes soooooooo fun”

She sounds so much better with that voice. Stroking harder. God I love bimbo voices. So dumb and silly. Women are just hotter when they talk like that. I imagine my wife talking like that forever. High bitch and breathy. No one will take her seriously, just like she and the others said at the party.

“Umm what do ya mean I like sound funny?” I heard her ask. I want her to talk like that more and more. She and all her friends should all talk like that. My cock gives a spurt of cum when she talks again.“Mmm I’m like totes sure I am like totes talkin normaler cuz like you talk same as me silly!”

I looked at the pictures. My wife was alright, maybe a bit plain. But my boss’s bimbo, she would stop traffic from space walking down the street. Especially her boobs. I wish my wife would have a big pair of tits like that.

“Uhm like ya! I totes luuuuuuvvvv having a big ol pair of double ds! My hubby soooo luvs them too!”

No, bigger. She would have a massive fake rack. All the wives and girlfriends would be whispering and mocking her just like she did at the party. No! They would all be bimbos too! But women on the street made fun of them all. They didn't understand it becvause they were too dumb to realize it.

“Yeah like H cup tiddies are so hawt and stuff! Everyone just stares at me cause I'm lik so cute and stuff”

She would wear sexy outfits like my boss's girlfriends. Bright and girly colors. Lots of pinks and neons. Her and her friends made fun of that, but it would be so hot to see them all like that dressing sexy for their men.

"So lik all my cloths are pink, and green and like orange and so pritty!!! omg gurl! we shuld go shopping! I need supa sexi stuff fir my man!"

I stroke erratically as i reached my climax. Cum was squirting everywhere. If only my wife was that type of bimbo. No wonder my boss was always so happy

I went down to dinner. And there on her knees was a much improved version of my wife. Even though I just came, I was hard again. Dinner was reheated hours later.

[fatuismooches]

THE ALTERNATE UNIVERSE POST REMINDED ME OF THOSE CLICHES WHERE THEY MEET AN ALTERNATE VERSION OF THEMSELVES OH MY GOD???? like zandik sees a version of himself where he never met you and he will admit that he honestly has never seen himself so sad before.... like everything he has now? nothing can compare to a zandik who has never felt love before and that FUCKSHGVUHFBJAKM<>SAGDUIJSAK .. I SWEAR I SAW THIS SOMEWHERE I JUST CAN'T REMEMBER WHERE...

and zandik who has never experienced love thinks he's so foolish for allowing such a massive setback to his goals, and he doesn't understand you and your relationship with your zandik. perhaps he's jealous? maybe he wants to study you (in a not so intimate way and rather how he would treat regular subjects)? AND IT JUST MAKES ME SOOOOOO SAD LIKE. YOU'D OBVIOUSLY WANT TO HOLD HIM AND KISS HIM TOO, make him feel loved too BUT you have your own zandik, AND he has never opened his heart to anyone for literally millenias and uGHHGHHH

methinks it makes zandik appreciate your relationship on a whole 'nother level

OH. MY. GOD. THIS IS SOOOO GOOD AND GENIUS UGHHHH I LOVE IT SM! Screams... the idea of Dottore admitting to himself that he looks "sad" is something that he thought was impossible but!! He can't deny that his alternate self looks goddamn miserable!! His counter-self would look "normal" to anyone else, but perhaps because he's connected to him in an odd way, he can just sense his other self's sadness. Eyebags and all, he really looks like he reached the edge of insanity. Which, Dottore has as well, but there's just something about his alternate self that shows it a lot more. And he thinks, could you really have had that much of an impact on him, for his alternate self to be like this? Surely there were other factors that made his alternate self come out this way, perhaps even arguably worse than him? And he's right, there is, being from an alternate universe and all but... still, there was no alternate for you his alternate self. No one to lessen his burden, to help him, to care for him, to love him... he was left to descend into madness all by himself.

Ugh his alternate self would probably be disgusted with him. There are so many things to be done, and instead of focusing on the important stuff he's fooling around with... love? With... you? A person he supposedly... loves? It's disgusting really, how low he's fallen. He should know better than to believe in such things, after the neglect he went through. And you. His other self doesn't like you for being such a distraction. What could possibly be so interesting about you? He doesn't see anything notable about you at all, especially if you're sickly, and yet the twisted part of him wants to know. I mean, you're scared of his alternate self of course, but you can't help but pity him, You want to show him what it means to be loved, how even someone like him can be loved, and how love can actually help him rather than hurt him. You want him to be showered in affection... but you can't. That's not your job... and it would be far too hard for you to do it in such as short him. So you only leave Dottore's counter self with a few words - that you didn't know what happened to your alternate self, whether they were alive or dead... but you hoped that he could meet them one day, and maybe then he would understand.

You're more sad about it than Dottore of course, meanwhile he's more contemplative about it? He thinks about everything his other self said and he can't help but think he's so... wrong. He counters every single point his alternative self made. You've actually helped him with so many breakthroughs in his own research, learn new things he couldn't have understood on his own. You help him regain his energy when he's tired, you help him relax and rest when he constantly pushes past his limits. You... love him, and that's helped him a lot more than he initially realized. And that just makes him more resolved to the fact he can't lose you.

[kimbapisnotsushi]

i started writing this back in the last week of december going on into january bc we had so many karasuno bdays back then so uhhh TECHNICALLY this is a late bday post honoring like four people LMAO but let's go!!

during kageyama's first birthday at karasuno he gets a mysterious series of texts from an unknown number that goes like > happy birthday > not that this means you're forgiven > just thought it was the right thing to do > i know it's your first since. well. you know > you don't have to text back or anything!!!! > fuck fuck fuck just pretend this never happened BYE

he brings up it up two years later when he, kindaichi, and kunimi are better friends and kindaichi buries his red face in his hands and screams and kageyama isn't sure why

kunimi pats him on the back and tells him not to worry about it

ennoshita has a playlist that is solely just like white noise and creaking sounds and generally just things that would make you shit your pants alone in the dark and when asked why he just goes "it's the only way i can feel anything inside"

tsukki will NEVER admit it but he ASPIRES to be the level of deadpan that ennoshita is

tanaka: "so . . . why do you like him again?" ennoshita, watching a video he recorded of futakuchi walking straight into a lamppost bc he was playing pokemon go: "he makes me laugh"

no joke i think ennoshita is a dateko celebrity bc everyone knows about the guy that futakuchi kenji pines over bc futakuchi kenji is just known in a million ways and maybe like 90% of them are Not Good

a third-year has futakuchi by the collar and they're like "all right PUNK get ready to have your lights punched out you'll be seeing stars when i'm done with you" and futakuchi just sighs longingly and goes "ennoshita has eyes like stars . . ."

daichi is that type of upperclassman who knows very single friend of his juniors' but not in like a cool older sibling way he does it in a cringefail modern parent kind of way

kogane used to be soooooo scared of him before finding out what a huge dork he is

actually kogane isn't scared of asahi bc he's so used to aone and asahi cries over it

(sorry for plugging in dateko so much i just genuinely think they have such a fun relationship with karasuno i ADORE it)

onagawa: "man idk how you do it" narita: "do what?" onagawa: "being the only normal person on your team"

yeah no narita is carrying the weight of the world as the only person with the brain cell on karasuno

sometimes it's ennoshita but he's been dead inside since first year so

suga tells the first years he knows martial arts but all he really did was go to one (1) judo club demonstration during his second year of middle school and somehow managed to flip the captain over by sheer luck and never tried again

for takeda's birthday everyone teams up to get him a really nice fountain pen, a classical poetry book, and a quality bottle of sake. for ukai's birthday tsukki leads a powerpoint presentation on why smoking is bad for you and that he really should stop, backed up with everyone else standing behind him with their arms crossed and nodding along

okay that and they also get him a really cute apron (embroidered with crows!!) for him to wear around the store and a bag of good coffee

kiyoko has all - and i mean ALL - the snacks from the local convenience store on a tier list and when the vbc asked how the fuck she managed to do that she just went "my track team was a lot weirder than you guys"

actually the reason why daichi asked kiyoko to be the manager wasn't because kiyoko was the only one with no club activities going on it was because she gave asahi a hair tie when nobody else would and asahi had been trying to befriend her since (and also return said hair tie) but was too nervous to make the first move

asahi: "noooooo daaaaaaaiiiichiiiiiiiiii i caaaaaaaan't i'm so awkward and embarrassing!!!!" daichi, with all the confidence of a fifteen-year-old constantly winging it: "it's okay, i've got this!"

yeah he's just as surprised as you are that it worked out

especially considering he pitched it to her like a used car salesman

kiyoko carries a lot of hair ties with her when she starts just for asahi and when he leaves the team she doesn't stop bc she tells suga, daichi, and the second-years, "he'll come back, just wait and see"

THEY WERE FRIENDS TOO!!!! THEY WERE FRIENDS TOO!! THEY WERE FRIE -

[happilychee]

songs I associate with fairy tail characters but it gets more and more random pt.2

zeref dragneel -> fairytale by alexander rybak

LISTEN I KNOW THIS ONE IS BASIC. but sometimes basic is best. zeref loves mavis and ultimately it's what kills both of them :,))

sting eucliffe -> livin' la vida loca

yes I'm including sting again bc he's babygirl. he so flirts with guys at the bar and drives them crazy. he stops by an inn during a mission and becomes the life of the party with his sweet charm. ironically, if you flirt back with the blonde and you really mean it, he'll turn to putty in your hands.

erza scarlet -> I am not a woman, I'm a god by halsey

erza is so. so. she's this song because everyone else deifies her. "I am not a martyr, I'm a problem. I am not a legend, I'm a fraud." erza isn't perfect, but she's aware of her reputation and that makes her act a certain way. she doesn't feel as free to express herself, and the amount of praise she gets for her fighting prowess often makes her feel like a soldier.

lucy heartfilia -> akasaka sad by rina sawayama

another lucy one, as a treat. "cuz I'm a sucker, sucker, so I suffer. akasaka sad, just like my father." specifically about lucy's complicated relationship with her parents (mostly her dad). there's so much distance and time between them, but she can never fully recover from the effects her childhood has on her. part of her will always be a sad, crying little girl in the corner of the library, hiding from her father.

alzack connell -> disko boy by shantel

specifically when he's pining after bisca. bisca is outgoing and fun and friendly and she loves to dance. alzack is shyer and prefers quieter, more personal activities like reading or drawing. he's never liked having the spotlight on him, but the way bisca lights up when he asks her to dance makes the embarrassment fade away, replaced by fuzzy warmth.

gray fullbuster -> dodomu by kalush (feat. skofka)

gray is soooooo ukrainian to me. he would shred on the dance floor doing gopak. also dodomu is about never forgetting where home is, and gray never forgets about ur, lyon, or deliora. even though fairy tail is his family and his home, he always remembers and honors where he came from by making traditional dishes and wearing traditional clothing. gray in a vyshyvanka and sharovary??? on the floor rn.

jenny realight -> bijin by chanmina

it just. fits. u can't expect jenny as a model to not have thoughts on how women are treated because of their looks. she will scream the last lines of bijin because it's cathartic.

lisanna strauss -> maggots by ashnikko

I think lisanna has a lot of pent up rage. she's had her life and identity reinvented so many times, she cannot be normal. she usually lets her anger out during missions with juvia and gajeel and lily or during sparring matches with mira (elfman refuses to fight her, understandably.) still, if you piss lisanna off, she will verbally tear you a new one. you didn't know such horrible words existed until lisanna cursed you out with them.

laxus dreyar -> kotik by alexander rybak

yes, another alexander rybak song. this one only makes sense if u put it in the perspective of laxus searching for an exceed. then it's hilarious.

[builtbybrokenbells]

Hi t!! I just read Reaching New Heights and I've never liked a fic so fast. Bless that anon for sending the ask and thank you for making it come true in the best way. I have to admit I'm a sucker for soft virginity/first time trope, maybe because it's something I've never had. It's so soft and sweet and smoking hot all at the same time and the epitome of fictional men written by women (I mean this as a compliment and I'd choose fictional men over men in real life any day, duh) it instantly reminds me of the episode on Unwaxed podcast where Emily Morse talked about how some so many portrayal of sex scenes in movies and stuff aren't realistic like women actually need time to properly warm up and it's just not realistic for them to have an orgasm in two minutes in an elevator or something. I mean we can all dream in fictional world, but it's just awesome from time to time to read something that has the proper build up (the part with the kisses rather than just rushing into it....top tier writing) I saw dee reblogs it with the tag "men take notes" and I 🙌🙌🙌 I am on my period and anxious as f^ck because of a task I have for tomorrow but coming cross this piece of art feels like a kiss on the forehead. bless your heart for making a stranger feel so soft, mushy, and happpy that she cries a little....THANK YOU SO MUCH. (I am sorry if this is long and TMI, I'm sorry if this sounds awkward....lqiudghxiy I just really need to say it out loud because it's just soooooo goooooood)

Hello, lovely 🤍 let me just say, your words have kept a smile on my face all day long. I wanted to take a minute to formulate a proper response, because you have no idea how appreciative I am for you!

I have also found myself enjoying the virginity/first time trope, and I tend to believe that it’s because my first time was nothing short of awful (and that’s putting it… lightly) and I have spent my entire life dreaming of fictional men that would treat me better than real life men.

I was so nervous to post it, as well as Picasso, which I posted some time ago, now. It was my way of airing out my desire for someone who treated me well, yet I still recognized that first time fics are very difficult to write well. I also fear that with a request like such, that I cannot capture the readers vision as clear or well as they would like me to.

As I posted it and read some messages and comments, I realized that there’s a lot more people who have had the same types of experiences and feelings about the topic than I originally thought. To hear that this made you feel such a way makes me incredibly happy, and I cannot express my gratitude enough.

As for the details, sometimes I feel like it’s easy to forget the build up in lieu of the main event. Especially when there’s so many fics out there that are hot, and exceptionally well written. I hate to say that I did end up cutting out quite a bit of stuff from the main draft, and now that I read this, it makes me feel as though I should have left it. To know that was the part that stuck out with you makes me incredibly happy, because it stuck out to me, too. (I swear I could write a novel about good foreplay and only that, because that’s how much it means to me.)

Good banter and build up are just as essential as the main event to me while creating a scene, as well as a relationship to the story. In a world where it’s normalized for men to leave women unfulfilled, I think it’s quite important to focus on that more than anything else, especially in these types of fics.

I am so grateful for your kindness, and for everyone else who took time to leave a comment. Messages like this and people like you are the reason I come on here and share my work, and I would not be here without your support. Thank you so much for brightening my day, and I’m so glad that my writing could bring you so much joy.

I hope your task tomorrow goes well, and thank you again for being my shred of happiness for the day 🤍

[xxe123spiderfreakxx]

hi hello! sonic prime 3 episode spoilers!!

watch on youtube- link!

Anyway! spoilers and thoughts under the cut!!!

heehee hello welcome ^.^

i have SOOOOOO many thoughts!

firstly, always like in the first ep or couple eps we get a heavy sonadow episode!! this is that my guys!! and it's perfect in general bc it's a good balance of sonadow interactions, action, WORKING TOGETHER GOD I COULD DIEEEE, nine and his plans (i love seeing tails be the bad guy it's so fucking kickass dude yes), and VERY. LITTLE. EGG FAMILY CONTENT. THANK FUCk

so. if the rest of the season is anything like this, including some more good sonic having fits/breakdowns about the betrayal/loss of his friends, i think it'll be a fucking dope season. i hate how little they can show sonic crying, but they never said he couldnt have a panic attack and be comforted....>:) would love some shadow tears too

i love this episode being an episode of sonadow working together, but it showing shadow having to support sonic again and now be his rock throughout. not just pushing him out of the way, talking him down and also bolstering him, but showing them visually during combat being in sync (shadow mostly leading) and them escaping with shadow pushing sonic ahead, launching him closer to the rift with his own body and coming to his rescue throughout combat....THEN SAVING HIM BY SHOOTING HIM INTO SPACE SO NINE CANT FUCKING SUCK HIM DRY OF HIS PRISM ENERGY???

gay ppl can never be normal in love, etc

throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u throws u cuz i love u

im living im there im winning nothing has ever been wrong ever party rockers in the house tonight ✊️😤💕💕✨️

brb lemme do pt 2 cuz tumblr wants to bitch about an image limit

[vote-gaara]

What are some of the cringiest things he's said

Y'know, I love Gaara so much. If he were real, I'd take a bullet for him - go to war for him, even. For him I have literally delved into the darkest depths of hyper-fixation and character worship that is definitely not normal, nor healthy.

And y'know what I discovered?

To truly appreciate a character to their very core is to look at them as a complex individual with both horrible flaws and outstanding feats.

And so I ask that you join me in absolutely lampooning Gaara for the benefit of character analysis, because although we love him dearly, he has said and done some truly cringe things that I, for one, love him for. So let's gooooo...

Cringiest things Gaara has ever said:

So before I really get into this, I gotta say that all of these things (except for one) have come from chunin Gaara. Now don't get me wrong, when I first read this series, I didn't think Gaara was cringe at all; in fact, I thought that his character "went hard" as the kids say these days (if they do say that), but as I've matured, and Gaara's character developed, I can look back at those early days and be like "oh...yikes....that was definitely a little cringe-worthy!" EVEN THOUGH when I was a teenager, I was thinking the exact opposite.

"It annoys me you'd lose control in a quarrel with children" and "You're a disgrace to our village" - Chapter 35 Okay, so this isn't really that cringe on the surface level, and it isn't cringy when Gaara is first introduced. In fact, Gaara seems kinda noble (though scary) here because he is stopping Kankuro from wailing on some kids he just met...But...In the context of who Gaara is, this is really cringy because it's so hypocritical of him, which almost makes it kinda depressing, too. It's clear that Gaara is labelling Kankuro a "disgrace to our village" even though it's Gaara who is carrying that burden because of how Suna sees him...Definitively a bit of sad projection on Gaara's part. Which, speaking about "losing control in a quarrel with children" Gaara literally becomes unhinged and blows an entire operation by "losing to a quarrel" soooooo... Also....Gaara...you're 12, and referring to children as if they aren't only like 5 years younger than you is a little funny (but kinda sweet too).

Any instance of "shut up or I'll kill you" directed at Kankuro Cringy because if you have siblings, you get it. You can say some mean things to your brothers and sisters while growing up together, especially over really dumb stuff, and then when you all mature and get older, you turn around and (hopefully) laugh about it later. Again this isn't really cringy in the moment, but definitely a little cringe when you know how the story plays out and the two brothers become BFFs. Also Gaara never acted on these threats, he was just doing it to bully Kankuro, which made a weird dynamic where Kankuro was both terrified of Gaara but also willing to still do and say stuff that always made Gaara threaten him. They're just both a bunch of squabblers, honestly.

"Bitter crimson tears flow from life-less eyes..." -Chapter 58/59 Not the whole quote, but man when I was a teenager, I though this was soo deep and cool. However, now I read that and it's just like: "awww....he wrote a...poem, I guess."

All of chapter 97 Where he's explaining to Shikamaru and Naruto a bit of his backstory while he's attempting to kill Lee at the hospital. This really isn't cringe in the generic "second hand embarrassment" way but more cringe as in wincing at something that makes you so empathetic that you have to shake it off. You can really tell in this chapter how hurt Gaara is, and how much self-hatred he holds for himself. I mean, even reading the chapter now you can tell how much in bothered him that he "took the like of a woman he would have called mother." He references it so many times and it just breaks my heart how much he loved and cared about Karura, even when he was lost. Then him talking about "needing a reason to live or he may as well be dead" just shows that he thinks of himself as a failure because he wasn't able to be the perfect military weapon for his terrible father. Just ugh...UGH! Kills me.

"To verify my existence" - Chapter 99 He says this to Baki when Baki asks him where he thinks he's going, and the statement just gives off hilarious "moody teenager" vibes.

When Gaara is spying on Sasuke during the Chunin exams (I forget what chapter) Essentially Gaara and Sasuke are having this really intense conversation about having a fight to the death over who can be the saddest person, when Kakashi is just like "wait, you're talking about some type of fight to the death???" I don't know... but Kakashi's line always cracks me up because one minute he's training Sasuke, and the next minute he's spectating two 12 year old boys swearing their life long rivalry and how much they want to kill each other, and I can just imagine Kakashi is thinking "why are all the children I know like this???".

Also, when Gaara is fighting Sasuke in the arena and he's being manipulated by Shukaku, he says some pretty cringy things, but he gets a pass cause it wasn't his fault.

Oh, and I don't think this is cringy, but Temari thought it was pretty bone-headed when Gaara asked "what are your hobbies?" to the woman he was supposed to marry in Gaara Hiden.

I didn't find that cringe, though. Just adorable.

Thanks for the question! I'm actually glad Gaara started off saying some pretty wild things, because it really show cases just how far he's come, and his growth and resilience is honestly what makes me love him so much.

[clover4found]

I’ve been rereading the Vampire Academy books and so far they’ve been just as amazing as when I read them before.

Although as I’m nearing 23 I find it so weird to think about finding a 16/17 year old attractive.

Another thing is that Rose is a lot of great things. But sometimes she just comes across as a huge complainer. And she really is soooooo stubborn.

There are times when I’m reading the book and I’m like girl why would you say that or do that? But that’s the difference in mind set with age.

Back when I read these books when I was like 18/19 I completely thought she was a 100% valid for everything. Except when she lead Adrian on. And then cheated on him. Adrian was so good to Rose and he definitely deserved better. Even if it would have made things uncomfortable and awkward she should have told Adrian that she still loved Dimitri and now that he was back from being Strigori, it was different.

And don’t get me wrong, I love that Dimitri and Rose end up together because they really do belong together. After all they went through and the fact that Rose was never gonna let him go makes it seem like no one would ever fill the void of Dimitri.

And I know that when your life is so crazy and busy that sometimes it hard to slow down and figure out how you actually feel about someone.

Except now that I’m older I understand that the 7 year difference was really creepy. And yet I also understand that Rose isn’t a normal teenager in the story. She could die at any time by Strigori and she knew that one day she would become a Guardian and might not have a life since she never wanted to part from Lissa. So in a way it makes sense how she rushed so many things.

And Dimitri, while I do love the way that he cared for her and showed up for her when she needed him. There was a power dynamic there. And he never should have had sex with her while she was a minor.

Anyways putting some of those things aside for now. I really disagree with some other things about how she handled stuff with Lissa. And her mom.

And I REALLY wish there had been a scene with Dimitri going back to Russia with Rose and seeing his family. Like that would have completed me inside to have known that he reconnected with them. But we didn’t get it.

Anyways all those things aside, the books are great. Even with my mindset change, I still found myself enjoying the books and relating to some of the thoughts and feelings that Rose had. And I’m glad she didn’t get stuck in a jail cell for life for a crime she didn’t commit.

Anyone else feel the same?

[snellyfish]

Angie is so interesting from a morality perspective because while her ideas (that the need to escape is fueling the murders and that having some sort of order will help prevent murders) were largely good, she went about them in the most fucked up way. and I love that about her! it's such a cool character type where you're like "yeah I see what you're going for there's definitely logic in— aaand your morals are fucked"

plus she makes such an excellent foil to so many characters that exploring her through a relationship (platonic or romantic or anything else) lens is super fun

*holds Angie* I just think she's neat

100%!!!! ABSOLUTELY!!!!! I WANT YOU SO BAD!!!!!!!!

I just braindead watched 2 movies in the most overstimulated autistic way so I'm really bad at wording right now forgive me if I'm incomprehensible--

Her motives and reasonings (or as I perceive them) are soooo interesting to me and it sucks that people ignore her and brush her off because she's just Annoying, like yeah she wasn't meant to be outwardly likable and was absolutely batshit, but I understand her thought process and it's just not the kind of character I see very often. Like, yeah, she is annoying, this however does absolutely zero to distract from how unique but believable her characterization is!!!!

People just want cookie cutters of their favorite popular tropes of relatably flawed characters who are wholly good and easy to read, which is fine, obviously! They're popular characters for a reason! But I find that they're the easiest to enjoy and because of this characters with genuine out of the box creative ideas and concepts get SO stomped over. Angie is fucking weird! That's the point!

No interaction with her will ever be normal and that's what's FUN!!!!

And STILL, at the end of the day, she's still a relatable human being underneath it all if you dig deep enough with your little puzzle pieces; she's soooooo mmgngngngn SHAKING HER VIOLENTLY

[4ggravation]

wait, I misunderstood the assignment. BOOTHILL AND TIGHNARI FOR THE ASK GAME!

BLORBO SQUARED HOLY SHIT!!!!! sorry if this turns out to be like a novel i'm so normal about these two specifically i promise

my first impression

tighnari: i thought he was so cute and funny but also so goddamn pale. i remember getting really into his dialogue because unlike other genshin characters he actually had a backbone

boothill: it was love at first sight tbh. i was immediately like "COWBOY??? FREAKY COWBOY THAT HATES THE IPC??" because i'm gay and southern, and as we got to know more and more i got So Much Worse.

my impression now

tighnari: FUCKKKKK. he's my second favorite genshin character. i love how kind and caring he is and i love how he chooses to be that kind. i love how much he devotes himself to his work. i love his "do no harm, take no shit" mentality. i even learned to love his fuckass bob in time.

boothill: he got me back into honkai star rail after nearly a year of not interacting with it. i'm obsessed with him. he feels like an oc because of how tailor made he is for me. he's sooooo fucked up and soooooo goddamn tragic and i love how weirdly respectful hoyoverse was with coding him as indigenous. i just. fuck there's so much i love about both of them but i'm already yapping enough so.

favorite thing about that character

tighnari: i love how fucking mean he is at times! like i said his backbone and standing up for others was a big appealing factor for me.

boothill: HE'S SO SILLY........ LIKE DESPITE EVERYTHING HE'S KEPT HIS WHIMSY AND SENSE OF HUMOR.......... also his synesthesia beacon malfunctioning is the funniest shit ever as a southerner who swears like a sailor.

least favorite thing

tighnari: like acheron, it's unfortunately his design. i get what they were trying to do but they just... didn't execute it that well imo.

boothill: his stupid emo bangs and the way that some of his dialogue is written irks me a little bit. it's very "trying to make it Really Clear that he has a southern accent" especially in his character stories, which doesn't even make sense to me because his accent isn't even that thick??

favorite line/scene

tighnari: "don't be afraid to make mistakes. it's all part of the learning process."

boothill: "in this life, you gotta believe in some things and doubt others. believe in folks' good intentions, the value of courage, and all that other hodgepodge. but never believe that these good things will just fall into your lap— you gotta make them happen."

favorite interaction that character has with another

tighnari: i don't think i have to answer this one for him, do i.

boothill: he hasn't interacted with many characters thus far, but i do really love his dynamic with argenti. can't pick out a specific scene right now though.

a character that I wish that character would interact with more

tighnari: DEHYA AND CANDACE..... THEY COULDV'E BEEN SO GOOD AS BESTIES BUT THEY BARELY DID ANYTHING WITH THEM

boothill: if we ever got canon gallahill interactions oh i would've been sooooo insufferable. be grateful it never happened.

another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

i'm unsure for both of them lmao

a headcanon about that character

tighnari: have i spread the demisexual tighnari agenda enough lately? i don't think so. WOE ACESPEC NARI BE UPON YE

boothill: he has pica and was that kid on the playground that would eat grass and sand. now that he has a cyborg body, he can indulge these whims without harming himself.

a song that reminds of that character

tighnari: pink + white by frank ocean

boothill: baby said by måneskin

an unpopular opinion about that character

tighnari: neither of his english voices are good. please hop on chinese/korean tighnari.

boothill: jokes about boothill being a cowboy/southern became stale and tacky back in may. why do you think him not being perfectly literate is funny? answer quickly.

favorite picture

2 apples tall nari + boothill being cuntyyyyyyy. honorable mentions go to the tighnari sitting emote and boothill's battle pass pfp

[brinkle-brackle]

Mcflyjuly day 16: Blue Hour

(Okay so this is 2 days late but I finally finished it!!! my first mcflyjuly post yall!!! I got the idea for this one from a show called the moomins, it's a very sweet and heartfelt show and I highly recommend checking it out :) no idea how big the overlap is between moomin enjoyers and bttf enjoyers so this is probably gonna cater mostly to me,, but this came to me as a shower thought the other day and my brain wouldn't let go of it soooooo you guys get to have it now too :D )

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He waited until the rest of his family was in bed.

He wasn't sure why he waited. It's not like they would have noticed him slipping away, anyway.

It wasn't as if he didn't feel cared for. It... well...

...okay. Maybe he didn't exactly feel cared for. He loved his family, and deep down he knew that they loved him, too, but sometimes he felt as if they looked at him and only saw the things they percieved as wayward.

The boy who was dating Jennifer Parker, even though they deemed him too young to be "romping around with girls." (Kind of hypocritical, although he didn't know that yet.)

His pursuits in music-- a very difficult and competitive scene, with hardly any guaranteed income. Getting popular was lucky, staying popular even luckier.

And, of course, the consistent tardies he racked up in school.

He'd learned to live with their constant critiques. They were normal in his family, at least to everyone aside from him. But that was just the issue... Marty was an inherently positive person, and he would have been lying if he'd said that all of the constant negativity-- in general, too, but especially towards the life he wanted for himself-- wasn't starting to wear him down.

Sometimes he felt as if they were so engrossed in their own little worlds that they couldn't really see him... or, at least, the him that he wanted them to see.

How his relationship with Jennifer was more than just a "romp"-- he was genuinely in love with her. How wonderful and sweet a girl she was, how she was genuinely one of the best parts of his day.

The raw passion that he put into his music, and how much sheer joy it brought him to play his guitar and sing. People would hear his music, and they would pick up on that, and they would love it. He was certain.

That couldn't exactly be said about his immediate family.

And, the usual reason that he was late for school-- that he actually had a friend, who cared deeply for him, and he'd lose track of time talking with that friend. Granted, that friend was a disgraced nuclear physicist whose meddling had reportedly resulted in the burning of his own family mansion... but he was also friendly and kind and enthusiastic, and he was always there for Marty, no matter for what or for why or for when.

But they couldn't see that. They always made sure to make that perfectly clear to him, at the dinner table that night and so many nights before.

But they couldn't see him. And they couldn't help him if they couldn't see him.

Marty was coming into himself. He was starting to flourish, he could feel it in his bones. He couldn't do it alone, though. He needed help... he needed their help.

He knew his mother would worry. She always did. But he'd left a note for her, in the hopes that it would be able to assuage her fears, at least a little bit.

He'd left it on the kitchen counter, just below the alcohol cabinet-- that way he knew she wouldn't miss it.

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Einstein wouldn't stop barking. He'd been at it for the past five minutes, almost nonstop-- staring intently at the garage door, sitting oddly close to it, and barking as if his life depended on it.

Emmett loved the dog to death, but he knew that although Einie was much smarter than he probably should be, he was still a dog. He had barked at an empty paint can that had fallen over once. He'd even seen it topple off the shelf, and he'd still barked at it as if it were some extraterrestrial being from Mars.

Einstein had his moments. And, apparently, those moments now included barking at the garage door at 11pm on a chilly September night for five minutes straight. Emmett was willing to pass it off as nothing at first.

And then there came that soft knock.

Emmett's eyes immediately darted towards the door, and he frowned. Now, that was definitely not nothing.

He got up and slowly crept up to the door, hushing Einstein with the help of a few gentle pets and soothing words. Who on earth would be knocking on the door to his garage at this hour...?

With a cautious demeanor and eyes filled with apprehension, Emmett slowly opened the garage door to look outside and found...

...nothing.

His brows furrowed in suspicion. He immediately started to comb through all of the possibilities, wracking his brain for any answers.

Had he been ding-dong-ditched...?

Eh... it was probably all just part of the fun, he supposed.

It wasn't uncommon for the neighborhood kids to try and spook each other with stories of the mad scientist who had burnt his own mansion to the ground. He'd had his fair share of teenagers knocking on his door and then making for the hills, for nothing more than a cheap thrill. A chance to catch a glimpse of the crazy old man who lived in the husk of what was once a home. But at this hour...?

He leaned a little bit out of the garage door, peering down at the grand driveway and gate that led from his garage to the lamp-lit street below. But there were no swift silhouettes of children running down the street. There was no raucous laughter of teenagers who had just pulled off the most juvenile heist of the century. In fact, there was no sign of noise or movement at all. Just the empty street below, the sidewalks dimly illuminated by the soft light of the streetlamps, and the slightest whisper of a breeze playing through the trees.

He turned to regard Einstein again with a quirked brow. But the shaggy goob just sat there softly panting and staring, a big doggy smile on his face. His tail swished back and forth rapidly, as if there were a friend outside the door.

A frown etched itself onto the scientist's face. No, no, no... that couldn't be right... but...

After a few moments Emmett decided that it didn't matter, because evidently there was no one there. Grumbling to himself, the scientist looked back down the street, then turned away and started to go back inside. "Damn kids," he muttered under his breath, reaching for the door handle again.

That was when he heard the rustling noise.

Emmett instantly froze in his tracks, ran a hand through his frizzy white hair, and then whipped around, hoping to catch the source of the noise off-guard.

His vision was met with a simple, folded note... perfectly smooth on one end, but creased and crinkled at an angle on the other end, as if someone were holding it out to him.

Except... well... there was no one standing there.

The note appeared to be floating in midair in front of him.

He gasped a little and stepped back, nervous eyes trained on the phantom piece of paper. A flashing neon sign suddenly appeared in his mind and refused to leave. GHOST. GHOST. GHOST.

The notion wasn't unheard of, he realized. His mansion-- er, garage-- being haunted. The place was certainly old enough to have harbored a ghost or two over the years. He'd just... never thought about it before.

But, at the same time, that didn't really make sense either... if his property was really haunted, why hadn't there been any strange happenings until now? Why tonight, of all nights?

The note moved forward slightly, toward him, a silent plea from the ghost... or... whatever it was.

Emmett regarded it warily for a few moments, but then eventually reached out to take it. Something didn't add up, he told himself, and he needed to figure out what it was. He had a feeling, a very strange feeling, that this was something exceedingly important.

The scientist took the note in his hands, carefully unfolding it with his fingers before drawing it up to his eyes. Upon registering the formatting of the note, however, his eyes went even wider than they had been before.

The handwriting... he recognized it. He knew it all too well.

"Great Scott..."

He wanted to look away from the body of the note, for the moment, and study that blank space in front of him. Comb his vision around the nothing, desperately try to make out some form of physicality, any form of physicality. Ask it... beg it to talk. He had to know what was happening. What was happening?

Instead, he slowly read over the note. It was only a short string of words, but his inquisitive brown eyes scanned over it and took in everything with the utmost care.

He froze as he came to the end of the writing, clutching the slip of paper tightly with both hands, and slowly looked up at the nothingness in front of him... which, as he was now certain, couldn't be nothing. This note...

He read it over and over again, then looked to the nothingness again in disbelief.

He'd heard stories of things like this happening to people who were sad enough... but he'd never even given pause to the fact that they might have been true.

No... oh, no...

The scientist hesitated, but then slowly extended one of his hands, as if to make absolutely sure of the situation. Almost instantly, he felt the nothingness take it and squeeze hard.

And those things happened to other people... not...

Emmett squeezed his eyes shut and inhaled through his nose.

He knew that grip.

"Great... Scott..."

He'd felt it first a few years back, when he'd come home to find that someone had broken into his garage. The thief (no, he wasn't a thief... break-er and enter-er??) had shaken his hand, and in that moment, somehow Emmett had known that he would never forget what that hand had felt like. He'd felt it after he'd successfully tested one of his smaller inventions-- that hand meeting his in an enthusiastic high-five, accompanied by an excited exclamation of "Doc!!"

And he'd felt it right before the kid had taken his driver's test-- trying to reassure him as they walked up to the DMV building together. The poor teenager's hand had been shaking like a leaf, but it was still the same grip.

Emmett's heart dropped.

He'd heard stories of things like this happening on rare occasions. Strange... sad stories, that he'd been convinced were nothing more than myth or urban legend. But one look at the note in his hand and one shaky squeeze to his other hand said it all.

And then the scientist saw a single droplet, slowly sliding down what had first appeared to be thin air... sliding down, slowly tracing the uneven lines of a face that wasn't there.

Something stabbed into Emmett's gut and twisted a little.

"Oh, no..." the scientist murmured, squeezing back just as tightly. He sighed in sadness and deep worry as he used his other hand-- the one with the wrinkled note in it-- to push the garage door open wider. Einstein jumped up to his feet and yipped, his tail wagging in excitement as if he could sense that Marty was there. (He probably had all along.)

Yes, Emmett had heard stories of things like this happening... but he also knew that there were solutions. He could help.

That was why Marty had come to him first, he realized. He'd known that he could help, and that he would.

He gave the invisible boy a sad smile.

"Come on in," he said softly, nodding his head in the direction of the extra bed. "Make yourself at home. I'll grab some Burger King."

[donnerpartyofone]

I love this from him, not only because it feels like almost no one else wants to admit that That Episode of That Show was cheesy and condescending, but also because when I first saw this screencap it was in a tweet where the user added something like, "Trying to imagine the person who recommended this to Paul." I also tried to imagine them! I want to assume it's like a younger relative who doesn't know any better or something, but first of all it doesn't take intimate knowledge of Paul Schrader to imagine that he probably would not enjoy The Last of Us; secondly, he JUST TOLD YOU he doesn't want to watch anything zombie-related, clean out your ears!; and third, please for the love of god don't badger people with your petty, meaningless subgenre distinctions. You can't even trust that every single nerd wishes to debate you on whether there is any point at all in separating out all the slightly-different shambling, infected mobs of ex-humans which are all used to tell the exact same kind of story--please don't do this insufferable thing to normal people. Especially not to someone who just told you they don't like the main form of shambling, infected ex-human mob, you're not going to trick that person into approving of your favorite show on the technicality that the mob is shambling for a new and novel reason. This all reminds me of:

1. How people just cannot allow anyone to dislike Their Thing no matter what. One time I posted this quote from Werner Herzog saying he prefers the artifice of pro wrestling to the broad, ridiculous imitation of emotion that you get from contemporary theater, and somebody reblogged it with a string of angry tags about how many innovations and revolutions have occurred in the world of live drama up to the modern age, concluding with "KNOW YOUR HISTORY". Which is so funny and pretentious, like "know your history" is how you scold people who don't know where their privilege comes from, it's not for bullying people who just don't enjoy something, by suggesting that they have to inspect every single available version of the thing before they're legally allowed to say "I don't like that, it's not fun for me."

2. I once worked for this comic book business where we had to come up with genres, subgenres, and tags for all the titles. Pretty much all of us employees were ex-"gifted and talented" students, and this one particularly pretentious dude argued that we should categorize a graphic novel of the New Testament as a zombie book because of Jesus's resurrection. He thought he was being soooooo clever as if he were the first person in the universe to think of this dumb joke, but the conversation was also a big waste of time because fancy thought experiments are simply not useful for merchandising. Like, if a customer walked into a bookstore, told you they wanted zombie comics, and you gave them the fucking King James Bible, they definitely would not appreciate your marvelous ability to Think Outside the Box, and also you'd be dangerously close to becoming a living *youth pastor voice* meme. You're not in third grade anymore and you're not getting extra credit for creativity, shut the fuck up and stop saying Jesus is a zombie. No one is impressed.

PS In that same project at that same job there was a whole controversy about how to label "adult content" because we didn't have any hardcore stuff, but we did have sort of R-rated books that served a similar purpose, and nobody knew what to call them because it was felt that "adult" or "mature" or whatever could be misleading to actual porn consumers. The Jesus-zombie guy suggested that we name this genre things like "bawdy", "ribald", and "tantalizing", as if that would actually be more helpful. He just wanted to show off words that he knows, as you can probably guess by now--but like accuracy of description aside, I dunno man, if I were in a physical bookstore, I would be WAY more embarrassed to be standing under a sign that said "TANTALIZING" than to be caught walking through the curtains to the ADULT section. (I don't know if any bookstores would have that or if it's only a video store thing but you know what I mean)