#americas got talent the c

[confused-pie]

Y'know, i would actually watch AGT if they didn't cut to that cunt's face every five seconds of the performances.

#agt #america's got talent #simon cowell #rosie rants #c word

[thinkwosolife23]

She needs you, Alessia Russo

Today was one of the biggest games, if not the biggest game of the season.

As an Arsenal player, playing Chelsea has to be the most fustrating game to play. More importantly as a defender, you have the task of keeping Sam Kerr quiet. Even with Leah by your side, it can be extremely difficult. Despite being your rival, you have the upmost respect for the Chelsea team and all of there players, they are a talented side but that means they bring out the best in you. But it's got to the point where everyone almost expects Arsenal to lose, like we don't even put up a fight against them.

You've played Chelsea many times over the 3 years you have been at Arsenal, your win ratio isn't exactly ideal. You can count on one hand how many times you've actually beat them.

However, Arsenal have made some big changes and improvements this season. With the new signings and players returning from injury, you were hopefull, really hopefull that you could win,

One of the new signings just happened to be your fiance. You and Alessia had known each other since you were about 13 through the England youth teams.

When you were 18, you had made the venture to move to America to go to University and play for North Carolina Tar Heels. Alessia had also made the move, meaning the two of you became a lot closer. Eventually that lead to a relationship when your were both 19.

In 2020, you signed for Arsenal and Alessia had signed for Manchester United. The distance was difficult for the both of you, it definatly challenged your strength as a couple. But it mad you cherish the time you did have together even more.

You had proposed to Alessia in the iddle of Wembley stadium when you had just won the Euros, you couldn'y have thought of a better time to do it. Thankfully, she said yes.

You were over the moon when your soon to be wife decided to join Arsenal. Obviously, you knew that the choice was difficult for Alessia and you knew how much she loved her United. But you couldn't be happier knowing that for both club and country, you get to play alongside the love of your life. You had the hope that Alessia was exactly what Arsenal needed to beat Chelsea.

Anyways, the Arsenal coach had just arrived at Emirates Stadium.

Before your warm up, you had chance to go onto the field to do the pitch check, to speak with some of the Chelsea players and have time with your own teammates.

After talking to Millie and Lauren, two of your fellow Lionesses, you and Alessia began walking around the pitch looking for your families in the quickly filling stadium.

"How you feeling, love?" You asked Alessia as she began tracing patterns on your hand whilst you were walking along, somethin she usually did when she was nervous.

"I'm good." She told you, her voice not at all convincing.

"C'mon Less, you know you don't have to lie to me."

"I'm just a bit nervous, that's all. It's a big game, there's so much pressure."

"Forget about the nerves, the pressures. I have no doubt that you'll be amazing because you always are. My stargirl."

By now, the two of you had stopped walking around. You had pulled Alessia into a hug, lightly kissing her temple, her head resting in your neck.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

Before long, you were stood in the tunnel waiting for both teams to walk out. You always were last in the line, it became an almost ritual for you now. You and Katie were messing around as usual, laughing at something one of the mascots had said.

Arsenal Starting 11:

GK - M. Zinsberger LB - K. McCabe CB - L. Williamson CB - Y/N. Y/LN RB - S. Catley CDM - L. Walti CM - K. Little (C) LW - C. Foord CF - V. Meidama RW - B. Mead ST - A. Russo

Chelsea Starting 11:

GK - Z. Musovic LB - A. Lawrence CB - M. Bright (C) CB - J. Carter RB - N. Charles CDM - S. Ingle CDM - E. Cuthbert CAM - F. Kirby LW - G. Reiten ST - S. Kerr RW - L. James

The game was fairly even at both ends. You and Leah had an amzing partnership at the back which the Chelsea frontline were currently struggling to get by.

At the other end of the pitch, our fowards were doing a really good job of testing Musovic in goal but nothing had managed to get past her.

Until…

45+2' Alessia Russo Goal (A: Y/N Y/LN)

You had sent a long ball from the halfway line, which managed to go ever the Chelsea back line and reach Alessia who kicked it into the back of the net.

She ran over too you and jumped, wrapping her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist.

In the second half, Chelsea brought a tougher energy. The players were acting way harsher towards the Arsenal players, way harsher than they were in the first half. Their tackles were higher, the shoulder barges were stronger and the shirt pulls were far more occurent.

However, even by the 80th minute, you still were in the lead. You and Leah had made no mistakes at the back, the Chelsea frontline couldn't even get a proper shot off without one of you making the crucial tackle or block.

Leading to this moment. Chelsea had a corner in the 83rd minute due to you blocking a Sam Kerr shot.

At Chelsea, you knew that they either aimed for Sam's head or Millie's. They would always aim for one of them two.

You were currently in the main mix of people in the box. You were glued to Millie's side, doing your upmost to mean that the ball didn't go in the back of the Arsenal net.

Guro's delivery was impeccable, the ball heading straight fo the mix of blue and red in the box.

You jumped up to try and deter the ball when you felt something a lot harder than the ball in the side of your head.

Everyone in the stadium watched as Sam Kerr's Boot connected with the side of your head, sending you limp on the floor.

The Arsenal players in shock when you didn't get back up like you usually did. Play was immediatly stopped when you were face down on the ground, not moving.

Your teamates headed in multiple different directions. Some members of both teams gathered round your unmoving state to give you privacy whilst waiting for the medics. Alessia and Katie headed stright for Sam's direction in an angrily manor, whereas Leah and Steph wher among some wsho where straight by your side.

Leah, slowly and carefully began to roll you over so you were on your back. Players faces screwed up in horror as your face was covered in blood, which was now all over your shirt.

"C'mon Y/N, I need you to wake up now." Leah said, whilst scanning your face to see if there was any sort of response.

Alessia's fustration towards Sam had took her attention, her mind thinking you would be up by now. In the midst of it all, she hadn't noticed how you were still on the ground.

Your eyes slowly flickered open, shocked at the amount of light you were faced with. The pain in the side of your head was unlike anything you had ever felt with.

"Less?" Your voice barely scraped a whisper as all you needed was your lover by your side.

"Give us a minute, love. She's on her way."

Leah darted her eyes to Alessia's direction, to see her still going at Sam, emphisizing her fustrations and anger.

Katie had now noticed your state, realising it was way more serious than anyone had anticipated. And was now trying to help Beth steer Alessia away from Sam. Alessia wasn't ever the type to get in shouting matches but everyone knew that you were each others weak spot.

"Less, stop! You've had your say, now leave it!" Beth's unexpectedly firm voice slightly startled Alessia. Meaning her and Katie could pull her away.

"Alessia, she needs you." Katie's words made her turn around to realise that you were still on the floor, blood dripping from your head, with Leah and the medics by your side.

Alessia made little time in rushing over to your side, guilt swarming her as she let her anger overwhelm her.

"Baby, i'm sorry. I'm here now." Alessia said, taking your hand in hers. Watching on as you drifted in and out of conciousness.

The medics were quick to get you on the stretcher and off the pitch to get you properly treated.

The players and stadium erupted in claps as you were took off the pitch and down into the tunnel, towards the medical room.

There was a significant amount of extra time in the match due to your injury, but the players concentration wasn't on the match anymore. It was on whether or not you were okay.

Alessia couldn't even think straight, let alone play a match. As soon as the final whistle went, Alessia disregarded all the usual expectations of post-match and ran down the tunnel to find where you were.

The confusion flooded Alessia as she approached the medical room. Your laugh could be heard from the outside of the room.

Alessia quickly swung the door open to be met with sight of you on the medical bed with pading and bandages covering the side of your head.

"Oh my, Babe your awake." Alessia said as she saw you, her body instantly relaxed a bit.

"Babe?" Your face crumpled up in confusion and so did Alessia's as your reaction to her wasn't what she expected.

She quickly directed her look to the staff on the room who were fast to reassure her that you were quite dosed up on medication.

"I have a wife, you know." You told her factually, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Ohh do you now?" Alessia had to hold in her laugh, but her eyes also softened at what you had just said.

"Yeah, she's so beautiful. The most beautifulest girl ever."

Alessia did now actually laugh at the word you had just created.

"Can you tell me what your name is? Just so I can go and get your wife, I'm sure she would want to know that your okay." Alessia tried to go along with your words, hoping you'd eventually realise that your fiance was stood in front of you.

"Y/N Russo." You told Alessia confidently.

Alessia eyes watered at your confession but she soon thought that the best thing was to just turn around and show you the back of her shirt.

"So you stole her shirt and now your trying to steal her wife."

"Right, love, listen. I am Alessia. Your my fiance, we're not married yet."

"Ohhhhh." You said, the realisation of your confusion finally hitting you.

Alessia came and sat on the bed next to you. You moved over so she could lay down meaning you could rest your head on her chest. Your hands wrapping tightly around her waist as hers lightly rubbed your back.

"I quite like the sound of Y/N Russo, though."

#woso #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso fanfics #arsenal wfc #arsenal women #awfc #lionesses #alessia russo #leah williamson #engwnt #woso soccer #woso community #engwnt x reader

[formosusiniquis]

sandra bullock eat your heart out

inspired by this post and the tags by @stevieharringtonwifeguy

Without putting too fine a point on it, Eddie wasn't exactly the type to watch beauty pageants. They didn’t really think about them, didn’t really care about them, didn’t really realize they were even still a thing outside of sitcom plotlines from the 90s about women’s self image. What Eddie was was extremely online. And when Twitter went fucking batshit because a plus sized transwoman had the nerve to be talented enough to make it to the Miss America competition; they figured they should support the home team -- or whatever shit Wayne says when the wrong horse boys makes it to the big football game.

So sure, they expected her to be pretty. It is in the name. Imagined she’d be good looking in that classic, sort of boring way. A blonde with a nice smile, a fucking button nose. A non-threatening, homegrown sort of beauty. It being the internet complaining, they kinda also figured plus size meant a size 2 dress and a C cup. 

They couldn't in their wildest dreams picture the woman who would appear on their TV, when they finally figured out where they could even watch the damn thing. Statuesque with a squared jaw and swimmers shoulders, moles dot her face and neck, it looks like her nose has been broken before. Plush thighs and a biteable ass fill out a royal blue evening gown, when she smiles it’s like the sun coming out from behind the clouds.

Alone in their apartment, Eddie has no one to scream the thoughts ricocheting in their brain at. It leaves them with nowhere to turn but the place that got them here to begin with.

The Eddie Munson ✔ @CorrodedEddie

I'm used to people having bad taste but at this point I'm wondering if we're even watching the same thing

The Eddie Munson ✔ @CorrodedEddie

Miss Indiana is the most beautiful woman I've ever seenThe Eddie Munson ✔ @CorrodedEddie

How do I do the added context thing, i need to make a note on some posts. Reader’s noted: User is actually a sad loser who’s cockroach wifed themselves and can’t appreciate what’s in front of them

Read the rest on AO3 cause this baby has formatting

#steddie #transfem steve harrington #stevie harrington #genderqueer eddie munson #this is all ive thought about since i saw that post btw #hope you like it! #my fic

[thecapricunt1616]

Sunflower 🌻

Syd x Carmy one-shot

♡ Summary: A/U where after graduating from the CIA at the top of her class, Syd goes on a food tour in NYC & ends up hooking up with the most talented CDC, at the best restaurant in the world.

♡ W/C: 3,434

♡ Posted Date: 04/12/2024

♡ A/N: This is pure filth I tried adding some plot- I hope it turned out the way I saw it in my head. As always requests are open - for SydCarmy, CarmyxReader as usual! I hope you enjoy :)

♡ Warnings for BTC: Smutsmutsmut nsfw 18+ - Oral (m receiving) , Barely edited bc we die like men.

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

Sydney Adamu had just graduated top of her class at the Culinary Institute of America. She’d been hunkering down with her dad, for a long four years, she was desperate to get out of there. She already had a plan all set up. 

She’d take the last bit of money her grandfather had given her for college, and make a catering business of her very own. It would be dedicated to her parents, (of course) Syd’s hopeless romanticism was thanks to their perfect, beautiful love story of course. She’d known since sophomore year of culinary school - Sheridan Road would be her baby. 

She’d settled on this idea - with any possible odd’s and ends money she’d made during her CIA training - she’d go out for as long as it would last her. She’d learn, study, and observe, then- create her catering business, with the confidence she’d gotten a taste of the very goal she had, a star. Well - three would be absolutely fucking insanity to her- but one? One she felt like if she had it? Her father would believe she was in a real line of work, instead of just happy she was perusing her own happiness. 

It was the perfect plan in her mind. She’d already set aside the amount of money, with extra safety net, for all of the licensures, and documentation she’d need- as well as her commercial kitchen rental she’d make the food out of. Then - with the extra 5k she had left over, she booked a full food tour of the most prestigious, luxurious restaurants in NYC. 

She’d planned the tour 6 months before she graduated, since the 3 restaurants wouldn’t even accept a reservation if it wasn’t made out any later then that, and when she walked the stage, 3 days later she was on the train into the city. 

She’d be staying at a decent hotel for 12 days. Each day, she’d be having one large meal including an app, two main courses, 2 cocktails, and 1 dessert from a Michelin starred restaurant. She would be staying 4 days for 1 star, 4 for 2 stars, and 4 for 3 stars. 

The schedule was as followed; 

Monday - Hirohisa *

Tuesday - Dirt Candy *

Wednesday - The Musket Room *

Thursday - The Red Paper Clip *

Friday - Atera **

Saturday - Jungsik **

Monday - Saga **

Tuesday - Daniel **

Wednesday - Per Se ***

Thursday - Le Bernadin ***

Friday - Masa ***

Saturday - 11 Madison Park ***

When she’d got off at Penn station- she was nearly vibrating with excitement - she quickly brushed passed people grabbing their obnoxious suitcases in the overhead compartments. 

“Sorry! ‘Scuse me! Fuck- shit sorry- exscuse me!!!- whoops! Sorry- scuse me- aah! Ugh- I Didn’t mean to- oop- oh- Jesus!! Excuse me!!” She rambled, frustration building in her chest. Getting off The L wasn’t this hard- why did Amtrak feel worse?!

She took a deep breath, her nose scrunching. 

Mm. So instead of cow shit - smog, I feel at home already. 

She’d thought to herself as she briskly walks with the crowd towards the exit she meant to take onto fifth. 

She slipped her wired headphones into her ears, texting her father 

‘made it!! Love you daddy!!’

Before opening her Spotify, hitting one of her comfort albums, Broken Clocks, as she walked briskly outside - the crisp city air hitting her like a ton of bricks. 

She leaned against the brick of the McDonald’s next door, avoiding the streams of people going down and up the sidewalk, taking a deep breath. She’d not been to New York before, she’d grown up in Chicago- been to the city more times then she can count, but the suburbs were her home. Being in the city- and let alone- a city like Manhattan versus Chicago- she was looking around, trying to gather her wits - and quickly.  She clicked the maps application on her iPhone 7, tugging her umbrella out of the water bottle pocket of her backpack and tucking it under her arm as she typed the address to her hotel and clicking for the walking directions.

It honestly kind of pissed her off that each day’s food was better than the last. She’d wanted to not give a shit about stars and just focus on giving people an experience to remember - but it was cut & dry that now that she’d tasted this kind of food - she was going to do whatever she could to become as talented as the chefs that made it. 

But - she hadn’t even tried the best yet. 

The best, the best, THE best. 

She honestly couldn’t believe she was going to be trying the food from Eleven Madison Park - but she couldn’t help but be so nervous. Every other Michelin starred restaurant she’d been to - the dress code was Formal attire. But this one? THE best restaurant in the fucking world? Oh- they just say on their website ‘many of our guests dress up for the occasion, but we do not have a dress code’  

Her entire trip, She’d been cycling through 2 very different floor length gowns. One of which she wore to her graduation, and the other she’d found at Windsor on sale but it did the job. She didn’t wear luxury attire often, okay? She was too busy being Culinary school for Christ sakes! And tonight she couldn’t for the life of her choose which one she’d wear. 

This being because she was attending a main dining room tasting, which was ten courses. Easy, luxury dining courses were stupidly small. But- she was also trying their bar tasting menu which was an extra four courses. Sitting at a bar in that stupid fluffy dress for two hours would not be comfortable. But- again- best. restaurant. in. the. WORLD!!! 

She knew for a fact that she would be mad at herself if she got there and everyone around was dressed to the nines, but - for comfortability sake she went with the simple silken red gown. 

The front of house service was literally perfect. She was glad she’d brought a new notebook, because she’d never have had enough space to take all the notes she was taking tonight in the one she’d been using the majority of the trip. Their staff was very casually mannered, and they made it very easy to order. Everything was very calm and comfortable, the furniture felt very luxurious in the sense of comfortability. 

After she just had the best meal of her entire life, she knew she had to speak with the person who made it. Her mind was blown for lack of a better word. The food was fucking incredible. She had a rule to keep herself able to taste as much as possible: she was only allowed one bite of each dish, but here- she couldn’t just limit herself to one. Each dish she was taking 2 even 3 bites- but when she got to the sunflower dish? It was brilliant. She finished every bite, she couldn’t not. It would be sinful to waste it. And the only thing on her mind was that she had to talk to the chef who’d made it.

Her waiter comes back to her table, giving her back her card and receipt. 

“Thank you for dining with us this evening, have a wonderful night” he told her 

“Thank you- Um- may I speak with the chef who made the sunflower plate please? I’d like to pay my compliments in person if possible.” She asked hopefully. 

“Of course, that would be Chef Carmen- give me just a moment I’ll go get him for you” he nodded and headed back to the kitchen. She looked over her notes, remembering the questions she’d wanted to ask about the dish. 

Carmen, she wondered if he’d been named after the saint. His talent was surely straight from the hands of the Mother of Christ. 

Shes interrupted from writing in her notebook by a husky, silvery voice 

“Excuse me- I was told you’d like to speak to me, I’m Chef Carmen, I made your sunflower dish this evening.” 

“Hey- I’m Sydney - that dish was- ” she stood up to face him- and when she realized who was in front of her, her heart began to race. Of course, she’d thought, of course - only a JBA contestant could come up with a dish so ingenious.

 “Oh- um…Hi.. Hello- you’re like -” she blinked a few times, in utter shock. “You’re Carmen Berzatto“ She swallowed thickly. 

Sydney was obsessed with this industry- she stalked the JBA website every year to see who would be nominated, dreaming that some day she’d be on that list. Being even nominated would allow her to die happily feeling as if she’d won a fucking Nobel Prize. That was how much she respected those damn awards. 

“I am” he said and cleared his throat nervously. 

“Well- firstly congratulations on your nomination- you like- if it was up to me you’d win because that sunflower dish was-” they’re interrupted by one of the food runners coming over 

“Chef Carmen- Chef Daemon requests you in back of house now.” she said urgently, the girl looked like she was on the brink of tears as she continued taking the tray of food over to the table it was meant for. 

“So sorry, i’d love to hear what you have to say but uh…” he trailed off. 

“Yeah- yeah- sorry, sorry I wont keep you-” she said and he shook his head a bit 

“No- no- um… I mean -” he wouldnt usually be so bold, but his ass was going to literally be kicked if he didnt get back there in the next 5 seconds. “I’m gonna go out for a smoke at 11:15. If you wanted to keep talkin’ ill be there” he said before heading back to the kitchen.

Sydney was nearly shaking - there were so so many things she wanted to ask him. She also realized he was much - infinitely hotter in person - how that was even possible? She remained unsure. She had reapplied her lipgloss and her perfume, nervously pacing back and forth along the sidewalk. 

She hears the back door open and she looked over, out emerging the greek god incarnate she somehow got so lucky as to run in to tonight. “Hey!” she said with her famous warm smile. 

He didnt return it, actually- he looked pissed. She swallowed thickly, rubbing her lips together nervously “Hey - sorry again I uh- fuckin’ boss” he muttered, fishing his cigarettes out of his pocket. 

“No- don’t apologize please, I totally get it. I mean, you're the CDC at literally the best restaurant in the world. I wouldn’t have bugged you if I knew, I mean- my table, like- I’m not a critic..I guess I should have clarified cause of the notebook thing but they usually are more…low key? I thought? Do they usually just come and whip out a notebook? That would make it easier I think… But nonetheless I’m so so grateful to have been able to eat a meal that-“ she rambled on anxiously but he stops her.

“You talk when y’nervous” he said with a small smirk, lighting the cigarette between his lips and inhaling, leaning against the brick.

“Uh-” she stuttered, her face feeling hot suddenly. “Sorry- I’ve uh… i’ve been told” she chuckled a bit, taking a few steps towards him and leaning on the brick only 2 feet or so between them.

“It’s charming, y’smoke?” he offered her the pack with a red top, she looked down at it.

“I don’t- not- not yet anyways” she joked, crossing a slim arm over her waist. He couldn't help but realize how the action made her breasts more prominent. 

“You’re a chef?” he asked, taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Yes! Yes- well.. Just graduated, not working anywhere yet- I’m going home soon to try and start my own catering thing…” she explained and he nodded.

“Where’d y’graduate from?” he asked, exhaling the smoke away from her direction.

“CIA - 2 weeks ago, Valedictorian actually, y’not the only chef around here with street cred” she joked and he chuckled.

“Really? Word. Thats sick, good job. Y’said y’re headed home? Where’s that?” he asked, taking another drag of his cigarette.

“Chicago! Can’t wait to get back, Hudson life is… not for me- I forgot how convenient public transportation was” she said. 

He raised his brows in surprise, “Chicago huh? Thats my old home base.” he said 

“I know! You’re actually… really famous did you know that? Like- they talk all about you during lectures, you’re the new golden child of the culinary world” she teased and he rolled his eyes playfully.

They’d been inching closer and closer without realizing throughout the whole conversation, she was now so close that she could see the barely there scar on his cheek, her focus locked on it. His gaze was locked on her plump lips and he was imagining how they’d feel around his cock.

“I do unfortunately - you’ll learn soon enough that praise means being a target in this industry.” He said 

She bit her lip, meeting his striking blue eyes once again. “I really meant to tell you earlier was that sunflower dish was the best meal i’ve ever had. And i’m not just…sucking your dick because you’re you - I knew that before I knew you made it” she laughed a bit.

He followed suit, “Well if you want to- i’m not gonna say no.” he said and her eyes widened a bit, feeling her core pooling with heat at the idea. Of course he was half joking. It was so sudden and out there he would have never expected her to indulge him. 

“I mean- here? What if your boss comes out?” she asked, a bit quieter as if she was trying to assure they’d not be caught.

He nodded towards the row of 12-wheeler trucks parked 50 or so feet away. “Haven’t moved in 6 weeks” he shrugged casually  “Lead the way Chef”  she motioned with her hand, a frisky smirk on her lips.

“Holy fuuuck” Carmy groaned, pushing his cock deeper into her tight hot mouth. “Y’like takin cock like this mmm? Y’like bein’ my little fuckin slut?” he muttered, thumbing away the warm tear that was gathering in the corner of her right eye. “So fuckin’ good f’me-” he growled, moaning at the wet gurgling noises emitting from her.

She swallowed around him, looking up at him with tear-filled dark lustful brown eyes, widening her jaw further and tonguing over the pulsing vein on the underside of his length, gently squeezing his thighs to urge him further. 

“Y’want me t’fuck y’throat? Mmm? Dirty fuckin girl” he gathered her braids into his fist, wrapping them around his palm and roughly tugging her off. 

She whined hotly, the sensation of his rough hand sending waves of pleasure through her being. “Please” she said wantingly, tonguing over his slit before wrapping her lips around the tip of his head in a sensual kiss.

He took his thumb, pulling her jaw open wide and thrusting into her mouth with a satisfied grunt. “Y’know-shhhit y’know what? I think this is the only way t’shut y’ass up? Mmm?” he inhales sharply as she pushed his foreskin back and spit on his exposed sensitive tip.

“Jesus fuckin-” he sharply inhaled through his teeth as she gently grazed her teeth over the sensitive head, his abs clenching in pleasure and hips quivering from the overstimulation “fuckin-h-aaaa-ahhh-mm-shhhhit-jesus fuckin christ” he whimpered, his head falling back against the metal with a sharp bang as she took the flesh into her mouth, flicking her tongue sharply over the weeping tip before smoothly sucking over the buzzing stimulation. He knew if she kept up the act he’d be filling her mouth with his seed within seconds.

“S-sooo fuckin filthy - y’want my cum in y’throat? Mmm? Little fuckin whore- h-holy-oh god- i-” he nearly suffocated her as he buried his cock further down her throat. He reached down, his fingers rubbing along his thick length buried in her warm tight throat. 

“F-fuuuuuck- ah- oh shhh- mmm- thats it- thaaaaaat’s it- good fuckin girl” he grumbled, roughly and sloppily guiding her head in such a way that the noises being made if it weren’t her he would think theyre overdramatic and disgusting. He also didn’t know where the hell all of this talking was coming from. 

Normally in the bedroom, he was quiet. Very quiet. The only way the women he was with knew he’d enjoyed himself was if he even came at all. Sex usually wasn’t about his own pleasure since in the presence of another he found it so hard to get off - it was more about giving him imagery that would help him later in regards to finishing. 

“You are so fuckin good at that huh? You take my cock so well such a good fuckin girl” his jaw goes slack as she put her hands on his hips to steady him and slowly sinks her mouth all the way down to the hilt, her eyes shut in focus. 

She gently rubbed her thumbs over his hips, swallowing around his length in a way that made whimpers fall past his lips he didn’t know he could make himself. “Holy shit y’fuckin- oh- ohhh fuck” he grunts as she takes one of her hands and begins massaging his balls and looking directly into his eyes, pulling off his length to breathe and gently pushing the foreskin back, kissing over the sensitive flesh with her plump lips. 

“You can fuck my face- but deepthroating after a meal like that is pretty hard, id love if I can keep it down” she said, even with spit running down her chin, teary eyes, and swollen lips - she still looked adorable to him. 

“Sorry- sorry” he muttered, loosening his grip on her hair “keep doin’ that fuck yesss” he breathed out as she swirled her tongue around his head. He thrust in and out of her mouth, gradually moving faster but being careful as to not slam into the back of her throat. 

She stroked the bottom half of his length with her other hand, eyes closing and doing her best to swallow around him all the excess saliva that was dripping down her throat. She hollowed out her cheeks, looking up at him as she slowly and carefully sunk down once again, keeping her eyes locked on his. 

“Mmm-shhhit-I’m fuckin-“ he groaned, his knees nearly going weak and head falling back with a thud. Blood roared in his ears, his hands shook slightly from the tension rolling off him in waves. 

She nearly choked at the amount rolling down her throat. She pulled off slightly, swallowing - more like gulping, assuring to hollow her cheeks and swirl her tongue as she pulled off with a pop as to not waste any of the sweet salty mess. 

“You- you- you are fuckin crazy” he breathed, looking down at her. 

She wiped off her mouth, chin, and neck with a tissue she’d kept in her purse before saying “I’d say you’re crazy, “ she got off her knees, picking up the chefs coat he had thrown down for her to kneel on, to which she insided it out before she did so it wouldn’t show any dirt. “If I had that coat? It would never touch the floor” she shook it off carefully. 

He quickly fixed his pants “he’s a friend it doesn’t matter I can always get a new one” he countered, putting the coat back on and buttoning it. 

Her eyes widened “friends?! How the hell did you run into him?!” She asked. 

“You- y’re into fashion ‘n shit?” He asked and she nodded enthusiastically 

“Are you fucking kidding me?! Thom Browne is insane all his shit Is absolute fire. I wish I could afford one of his jackets like- it’s totally a dream wishlist kinda thing” she took some gum out of her purse. 

“When do you uh…go back?” He asked. 

“Tomorrow. Headed to Chicago on Wednesday” she said and he nods. 

“Oh- yeah okay..It was uh…it was nice t’meet you” he said awkwardly “I should probably um..” he trailed off, clearing his throat nervously.

“Totally- yeah great to um…great to meet you too chef.” She nodded 

“Could I um…” he rubs the back of his neck anxiously “could I maybe get y’r…” he trails off, cheeks pink with embarrassment. 

“My number?” She asked, grabbing her phone out of her purse. 

He nodded, cheeks bright red with embarrassment “yeah sorry-“ he mumbled

“Yeah- if I can get yours” she teased, clicking open the blank contact screen

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[coltrainbat]

Can you something about our boy, chris evans being wanting to get married and have kids but he feels uncommitted. He dates a few women in the past and has done fake relationships. One day, Chris met reader at a party, he asked her out but reader straight out says no

Yes, No, Maybe...

A/N: I had this in my drafts! Like this exact thing! Omg did you hack my computer? I fixed it up and made it all good but thank you great request. 💕

Disclaimer: All characters and events written, even those based on real people are entirely fictional and are no representation or comment of said characters in real life.

You readjusted your dress in the mirror, fiddling with the fabric stretched over your boobs. There was no way to make your cleavage less prominent, so you decided to embrace it, avoiding any nip slips in the process. Turning to the side you were able to appreciate the curve of your body, your natural hourglass extenuated by the bodycon dress. You weren’t skinny by any means, but you loved how your curves filled out dresses. 

Your friend had given you a VIP access ticket to the Premiere afterparty for the new Barbie movie – it was the perfect event to bring out the pink bodycon midi dress that lived in the back of your closet. 

  Doing a final swipe of gloss over your lips, you exited the washroom and made your way to the bar hoping to find a familiar face. 

  “Hey stranger” you whistled at the bartender. Danny was one of your friends’ older brothers and before he was making you cocktails on nights out; he was buying you 6 packs of white claws when you were 15. 

  “Y/N! Where have you been girl?”

  “Working. How’s the fam?” 

  “Good, mom asks about you all the time... I’ll tell her you’re staying out of trouble.”

  “Please do, it’s been years since she had to pick me up from a house party gone wrong.”

  “Hope you haven’t gone boring on us… do you want your special drink to loosen you up?” 

  Your special drink. Danny had a talent of making you a drink that was sweet enough you couldn’t taste the alcohol but strong enough to make you pass out on the road after 5. And right now, seemed like the perfect time for your special drink.

  As Danny made your drink, you finally got a chance to look at your surroundings; music played in the background of the dimly lit room. Extravagant flower arrangements towered over tables; you made a note to steal one before you left for the night. Groups of influencers, movie stars and A-Listers hung around their respective friend groups. You felt a little uncomfortable, not a single person here looked like you. 

  “One special drink for one special girl.” 

  “Too good to me.” You leaned over the bar to kiss your old friend on the cheek as he placed the pink concoction on the table. 

  “More where that came from just ask.” He smiled and went back to cleaning glasses as you sipped the familiar drink and tried to get comfortable on the bar stool that had the area of cheese slice. Your thighs sat half on, half off the stool and you’d stand if your feet weren’t hurting from the heels you had on. 

  The bar was conveniently empty of patrons meaning you had time to play your sudoku and figure out how long you had until you could go home and put on your PJs. Uninterrupted. Until…

    CHRIS’S POV

  Another afterparty. It’s not like I hated them or anything but after the 5th or 6th they all seemed the same. Sure, they’d be in different cities, different venues but all the people were the same. 

  Same old brown nosing from people who think that because your whole life is on Wikipedia, they can act chummy with you after 5 minutes. 

  Same old C-List actress and their terrible attempt at flirting. God if I had a dollar for every girl who said they needed saving by Captain America I’d have the same amount of money I got from the whole series. They all looked the same as well – blonde, skinny, flat ass. First couple of times, sure, I’d try to get to know them, but they had the same amount of substance as white bread, and my acting skills only stretch so far in trying to seem interested. 

  I did a silent prayer that I didn’t have to bring along a date. I couldn’t go another night having to be paired with some questionable wannabe actress/model/influencer hybrid who couldn’t hold a conversation that wasn’t about how much free shit she got or her willingness to do absolutely anything for a role with a wink. Shuddering at the thought. 

  A good thing about afterparties was the booze. Free, unlimited, delicious booze. 

  “Maybe you’ll find her tonight ya never know.” I was pulled out of my train of thought by a harsh slap on the back from my buddy, Zach.

  “I can promise you bro the love of my life is not here, drunk as a skunk in a push up bra begging for a minor role to some sleezy director but thanks for thinking of me.”

  “Beggars can’t be choosers my man, but if you’re going to be ungrateful about the number of women who would trip over themselves to breathe the same air as you the least you could do is play wingman.”

  “Whatever you say, I’m getting a beer.”

  As I tried to slip through the crowd of people and avoid getting stopped for photos. Throwing in a couple of “Heyyyy’s” “How are ya’s” and “Good to see you’s” “Yeah of course we’ll chat just need a drink” I finally arrived at the bar which was conveniently off in a semi quiet corner.

  Waiters were walking around with champagne glasses and bottle service which was great for three reasons; it occupied the masses, meant the bar was empty and more beer for me.

  I waved down the bartender and settled myself on the all too small barstool. 

  “Can I please get a corona?” 

  “Of course, sir. Y/N you need another?” The bartender looked towards the girl next to me. 

  Holy shit. Y/N. 

  There she sat in all her glory; she looked out of place in the best way possible. The pink drink in front of her barely full. Her ass could barely fit on the child size barstool. The light casted a soft shadow on her cleavage. She was gorgeous. 

  “Gosh, yes please Danny.” She knew his name. Was he, her boyfriend? God, I hope not cause if so he just caught me blatantly staring at her. 

  He placed the cold beer in front of me with a wink. Gesturing for me to lean in close.

  “Good luck trying she doesn’t crack easily.” Ok great not her boyfriend. But also shit, he definitely saw me checking her out. 

  “I’ll do my best.” 

  I slide in the seat closest to her. She didn’t even look up from her phone. Sudoku. She was playing fucking Suduko in a club. Way to send a statement that you don’t give a fuck about the event at you’re at. 

  He placed a brand-new drink in front of her. 

  “What is that?” I gestured towards her drink.

  She locked her phone and looked up slightly dazed as she ran a hand through her volumed hair. 

  Y/N POV

  “It’s a secret.” Holy shit. I know who this is. I know. What’s his name… Brad? Sebastian? Holy shit how could I forget the sexiest man alive’s name. Why is he talking to me? Does he think I’m easy or something? 

  “May I?” Does he want to taste my drink? Like drink from the same glass as me? What the fuck?

  “Be my guest.”

  “Omg that’s delicious.”

  “That’s why it’s a secret.”

  “Chris.” He held out his hand. 

  Chris. Chris Evans. That’s it! 

  “Y/N.” You shook his hand to be nice. The man had a reputation though. You had read all the gossip forums; knew he was a serial dater. Surely, there’s a reason if you’re that good looking and successful you hadn’t settled down yet. 

  You studied his face, he was far from young, but he had aged well, he clearly wasn’t trying to hide the grey specks in his beard or the soft wrinkles of his forehead. He wasn’t as intimidatingly big as you expected but broad and solid none the less. He smelt clean and expensive, and you hoped to God your hand wasn’t sweaty. 

  “So, what brings you here to play Sudoku?” Omg did he look at my phone? Shit that’s embarrassing.

  You chuckled lightly, “Just came for a friend… and the drinks of course.” You took a long sip of the yummy cocktail. 

  CHRIS’S POV

  “So, what do you do?” Please don’t say actress. Please don’t say actress. Please don’t say actress. Please don’t say actress. Please don’t say actress.

  “I manage a (dream workplace).”

“Wow that’s awesome for a second there I thought you were going to say-”

  “Actress. Yeah no.”

  “God you’re quick” He chuckled nervously, unsure of how he was going to crack her. He didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that at this fancy schmancy event she was playing Sudoku at bar or that regardless of whether she could properly fit in the seat she sat so gracefully and confidently. How her dress hugged her curves, how she got a special drink at the bar because she was just so goddamn special. How every movement was sexy and smooth like she knew exactly who she is and didn’t question herself it for a moment. All he knew is that he wanted to know everything about her and to study ever curve on her body. 

  Y/N POV

  Feeling confident after your 2nd incredibly potent drink, you thought you’d take the opportunity to have some fun with him

   “How often do you do this?” You quizzed.

  Do what? Go to after parties?” Chris replied puzzled.

   “No, go up to random women at a bar”

   “Not often”

   “Bullshit”

   “Why bullshit?”

  You gave him a knowing look

   “Oh so someone likes to read gossip magazines.” he smirked and leaned closer 

  You held your hand to your chest “It’s my god given right as a woman to read trashy magazines”

  “No fair enough but that doesn’t mean they’re true...”

  “Hard to believe you‘d complain about getting pictured with models.” You scoffed, taking a long sip. 

   “Could I prove you wrong?”

  “Doubt it I’m always right” you took another sip, smirking into your straw

   “Then let me take you out”

  You laughed at the suggestion 

  “Chris, I can call you Chris right?”

   “Sure”

  “You’re handsome, successful, clearly there is something going on up there and as much as I’d love to have you sweep me off my feet one night, I also love the fact that me doing the walk of shame has never been put on the front cover of TMZ. So thanks but no thanks.”

  You got up to leave until he grabbed your wrist firmly but softly pulling you to face him. 

  You stood over him, him never letting go of your wrist. 

  “You think I’m handsome?” He crocked his head to the side in a knowing smirk.

  “This is ridiculous.” you rolled your eyes dramatically 

  “How about no walk of shame instead…dinner, privately, no cameras, no photographers… your favourite restaurant brought to you… whatever you want”

  “Whatever I want?”

  “Whatever you want. If I don’t manage to sweep you off your feet, you can go to all the rag mags and tell them Chris Evans is a douchebag.”

  You went to answer until a man came up behind you

  “Brooo there you are where the hell have you been?”

  Chris’s hand fell from your wrist and went to pinch his eyebrow.

  “Hey Zach, this is Y/N” gesturing towards you 

  “Hi nice to meet you sorry I was just leaving.” You scooted past his friend.

  “Wait... Y/N… I..” you disappeared into the crowd before he could finish. No way were you going to embarrass him and in turn yourself in front of his friend.

  “Bro she was… wow… don’t tell me you dropped the ball on that one.”

  “I didn’t… until you showed up.” Chris rubbed his face in angst

  “Shit dude I’m sorry… hey go get her she’s probably still here.”

  “Yeah.. yeah fuck you’re right.” He jumped from his seat and gave his friend a quick tap on the shoulder as he ventured into the crowd towards the exit pushing past bodies.

    You had made it downstairs and walked down the road a little, resting your head against the cold tile wall outside the club. 

  Taking in a deep breathe. Great. You blew it. Maybe you misjudged him. God he was so good looking as well! And smart and funny and charming. You got caught up in his façade, why would he ever want to be with someone like you? He was drunk and clearly out of his mind so he wanted to mess with you. Lucky you got out before you well and tru-“

  “Why so quick to run off?” there he was, hands in his pant pockets leaning towards the wall. 

  You gave a defeated laugh “I didn’t want to embarrass you.”

  “What’s so embarrassing about you?” He said, his face not flinching, seriousness laid in his voice. He seemed genuinely confused at the suggestion. 

  “I don’t know maybe because I wasn’t like every other skinny blonde in there.”

  “You’re right you weren’t…” He took a step closer

  “You’re better. Zach was pretty impressed with you; I just came down to avoid the teasing I’d get for the rest of my life if I managed to let you go without at least one date.”

  You tried to hide you’re smile as you looked away from his intense gaze.

  “There’s nothing embarrassing about you and if you would let me, I would like to take you on that date. And before you ask, no, I don’t do this often.”

  You looked up at the night sky, considering whether you’re about to make the worst or the best choice of your life.

  “Yes”

  “Yes?”

  “Yes, I’ll go on a date with you.”

  “Good.” He passed you his phone and you entered your number, giving it back to him he immediately dialled it and put it towards his ear.

  “Just to be sure” he smirked at you.

  Your phone rang and you held it up to him “I got it.”

  “Good. I’ll see you tomorrow then” He stepped close to you, you thought he was about to kiss you, so you stretched your neck out a little in anticipation towards his chin. 

  Bypassing your lips, he moved to your ear.

  “See you tomorrow” he kissed the skin between your ear and your cheekbone. Your body went hot at his touch.

  He walked backwards as you took a gulp at the sudden intimacy, trying to catch your breathe. 

  “Tomorrow”

  “Tomorrow”

  He fist pumped the air in a celebratory motion.

  You laughed at his gesture and gave him a little wave goodbye as you walked down the street to get a cab.

  “Tomorrow!” He screamed out at, drawing attention from loiters on the street. 

  God what have you gotten yourself into? 

#chris evans imagines #chris evans x reader #chris evans fic #chris evans fluff #chris evans x plus size reader #chris evans x curvy reader #sexiest man alive #chris evans fanfiction #evansedit #cevans #christopher robert evans #chris evans one shot

[totallysora]

West Side Story (2021 - Songs)

Here’s what I think of (pretty much) all of the songs!

Ok Icl I’m gonna skip the first one by the Sharks cuz I have absolutely no idea what they’re saying 😭 I do plan on looking up a translation at some point however, so I’ll say what I think abt it when I have!

The Jet Song - This song is unfairly catchy 😭 It’s a great introduction to the Jets, and the actual shot in the movie is just amazing, this song absolutely slaps

Something’s Coming - Ok so I actually adore ansel’s voice 😭 I really like this song, and honestly the scene in the movie was actually kinda fun

Maria - Once again I absolutely adore his voice, is he the best ever?? Ofc not, however I definitely think he did this song justice, and overall this whole part of the movie was great

The Balcony Scene (Tonight) - I love this song so much it is actually unreal 😭 This whole scene was the best thing e v e r (although Icl I was absolutely yelling at maria to get back inside before she got caught throughout the whole thing 💀) Also, Ansel and Rachel’s voices blend so well together?? And Rachel’s is just like,,,so s m o o t h it’s perfect

America - This entire song was m a g i c a l, Ariana is such a good Anita, and personally this is my favourite version of the song, and is one of my favourites songs in the whole movie, just because the whole thing was choreographed so well, the dancing is so good I love the whole thing sm, and also I love how Bernardo and Anita have different views on everything! Overall this song is just so fun 😭

Gee, Officer Krupke - Oh my fucking god I love this song sm, not only is it unfairly catchy (as most of the Jets’ songs are) but the entire thing was choreographed and pulled off so well! Although compared to the dance heavy numbers there was obviously a lack of choreography, but in terms of how well the did everything?? (Especially with 2 benches like that’s actually crazy) It was one of my favourite scenes in the whole movie! And I know I have said it a million times but This is why we cast Broadway actors in musical movies 👏👏 they pulled it off perfectly and this whole part of the movie could not have been better

One Hand, One Heart - Once again their voices blend together so well, and I just absolutely adore the way they sound 😭 I can’t remember this scene that well but the song itself is, although relatively short, still really good!

Cool - I also absolutely love this song! The way they moved in the whole scene was awesome, and although a majority of it is just background music as they do their whole lil dance thing, it’s still pretty catchy in my opinion, and is one I find myself listening to often!

Tonight (Quintet) - Holy f u c k, this song is so good! All of the different povs?? Both the Jets and the Shark preparing for the rumble, Anita preparing for Bernardo (clearly not prepared for what was gonna happen), Tony singing about seeing Maria, and Maria singing about seeing Tony, all of the povs work so well together, and this whole entire scene and song is just so ugh 😫 When Maria’s part overlaps the Jets, then Anita joining in, and then hearing everyone all blend togther, it is literal perfection and is s o good it’s unreal, I adored this whole lead up to everything, and the song is amazing!

I Feel Pretty - This song is actually kinda fun 😭 The whole scene was such a 180 compared to seeing the rumble before, and honestly I love it sm! Rachel and everyone elses voice are also great, and it honestly is just such a catchy song

Somewhere - I believe this was originally Tony and Maria’s song (pls correct me if I’m wrong tho!) but having Rita sing this was a m a z i n g, her voice is just so,,raw Ig 😭 The emotion was incredible, and the fact that she recorded this live?? Like hello share some talent with me pls 🤲 But honestly Rita is awesome, and the fact they were able to get her in the movie, and gave her a song is the best thing ever!

A Boy Like That / I Have a Love - Both Ariana and Rachel were such good calls casting wise for Anita and Maria, their voices are literally so powerful they’re so good 😭 The way Anita’s voice is lower, and Maria’s voice is sm higher, yet they still blend together? But also how they blend together in such a chaotic way, which really conveys the emotions they were both feeling during the song - Anita is more,,angry and closer to yelling, yet Maria is so much softer, she’s clearly in love, and the way she sings conveys that so well (Also Rachel’s high notes at the end?? And the way their voices go together so smoothly at the end as well)

The score/soundtrack in general - It was so good, the entire score is iconic, there is not a bad song in this whole musical, and each backing track suits the tone of the scene perfectly, I honestly could not ask for a better score and soundtrack - you can clearly hear how much work, how much thought has gone into this whole sountrack and movie, and it is perfect

Completely random but I need to pay homage to the whole dance at the gym, the backing track for starters, but mainly the choreography, cuz it was done so well and I absolutely love that entire scene sm! I love this movie with my whole heart, and I am so glad it was made! I definitely want to do a part 3 of this at some point with what I thought about the characters (and possibly also the casting, but the casting was perfect anyways so I probably wouldn’t have much to say abt that 😭) Thanks for reading to anyone who made it to the end!

#west side story #west side story movie #west side story 2021 #west side story soundtrack #theatre #broadway #musicals #musical theatre #musical movies #mike faist #ben tyler cook #rachel zegler #ariana debose #rita moreno #josh rivera #I love this sountrack sm it’s u n r e a l #david alvarez #If anyone ever tells me this was a bad movie or soundtrack you can fight me #Like I get it not being ur style but that does not make it bad #That just means u have no taste 🥰

[lingering-42-long]

Quick idea.

Alejandro in his free time meets a woman from Las Almas, a cowgirl. They met at a rodeo (in my head it makes a lot of sense for him to go to one of those.) She was doing the barrel races and all her skill caught his attention. They talk, he asks her out and one thing leads to another 😎

One wild ride

Alejandro x female Reader

I really fun when that was requested by a good friend of mine who always gives the best requests! I’m starting to do requests again. It is taking some time though, so please be patient. Thank you to everyone!

Please comment like and share my work. It helps get me out there as well as inspire me to do more! Engaging with the author means a lot for us!

Warnings: 18+, if you are under 18 do not interact!, alcohol induced sex, consensual sex, unprotected sex, v and p sex, cowgirl sex.

The rodeo is in full swing. Los Alamos was hosting their annual North American rodeo. The rodeo would actually go through Canada, United States, Mexico, and even into parts of Central America. It was renowned for some of the best world class writers from the Americas, and even parts of Europe. The usual bull round ups, barrel racing, bull riding, bronco riding, and clown, running from all of the experts. This was also a great time for many of the people in nearby towns, and cities to also be auctioning off their livestock ranging from cattle to horses, goats, and even chickens.

Rudy and Alejandro had made their way to the rodeo. It would be a three day events and many of the soldiers and recruits were already there as well. Rudy practically had to drag Alejandro because he was so stuck up in his work. He almost forgot about the darn thing, he did enjoy going to these events, but it was sometimes rather difficult with his schedule.

Arriving at their seats, they made it to the women’s barrel racing. Wild normally he wasn’t a huge fan of barrel racing. He always did appreciate the talent and work into it. Some name was said with the rider coming out. She was from (y/c). He watched her intently as she moved her horse left over right up down, all around the barrels, her horse had the second fastest time only beaten by another Mexican woman.

After a days, long of events, Alejandro and Rudy went to a local bar when they hung out with some of their friends, laughing and talking about lifestyle and today’s events. Alejandro recognized the girl that was sitting at the bar, drinking tequila and looking around. “Your the girl in the rodeo from Brazil right?” He asked her. “Oh yes!” Her English was fluent it sounded like it could’ve been her second language with how easy she spoke it. “I was raised in Brazil however nowadays I live in Cancún when I’m done traveling.” She smiled glad to talk to somebody. Alejandro got to know her, she was smart, witty, funny, had a beautiful laugh, sparkling eyes… the more the talked to her the more his heart pounded in his chest. The alcohol was working its intoxicating magic.

By the end of the night Alejandro had taken her to his Ranch, out in the countryside, a quaint little home perfect for a bachelor. Their kisses were hot, and the touching of each other’s heat only made them want each other more. Alejandro laid in bed as she began to grind on his hard groin, the moans and the smell of sex was enough to cause him to become more hard.

As skillfully as he could he took off her clothes as she fumbled with his button down shirt. He helped her with his pants and started bucking into her wet folds. Her moans were soft and music to his ears. “Show me what you can do Cowgirl~” he moaned as she stuffed his girth in her. After some adjusting, she began to rock slowly at first but started picking up the pace.

Alejandro held onto her hips and bucked into her, his head tilted up and mouth agape as he moved his large rough hands up her small frame to her breasts and began to gently rub her tender nipples. The moans encouraged him more as he bucked into her tight cavern. Soon she came with him, he leaned her down in a passionate kiss as their bodies gave into one another.

Alejandro stroked her sweaty hair and gave her a sweet kiss. “Was that good?” He asked.

“Yeah wow, that was intense… I loved it.” She giggled. He pulled out and cuddled with her for a bit before getting up and helping her to the bathroom so they could shower.

After showering he made her some tea as he fixed the bed and got her some warm pajamas. He cuddled once again and praised her until they both fell asleep.

What an amazing wild ride.

#cod x reader #cod x you #x reader #cod #alejandro mw2 #alejandro cod #alejandro x reader #alejandro vargas #sexy content #18+ post #mw2 cod

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly Roundup: Prompts (June 27-July-04)

Tsukihime

Screw it, Akiha ABDL

Pet play: Ciel takes Arcuied round the back and puts her down like Old Yeller

Fate/Stay Night

Shinji gets isekaid after that one time he gets killed in canon but life isn't any better for him in the new world(by his standards at least)

shiki vs taiga swordfight. battle of the ages

taiga learns tiger drop which negates all damage

okay , for real , outta all the f/sn masters, i bet shirou would have the easiest time adjusting to the chaos of life at chaldea . an rin is stuck on the struggle bus with now way out the second she meets BB.

a wave of peace and quiet flows through the clocktower , why ? rin & luvia were tf'd into hex maniacs and no one wants to turn 'em back to normal b/c they aren't total assholes in that state . hell, shirou's even okay with those remaining like that , especially since luvia's taken up gardening. having a friend bring fresh produce when they pop over unannounced has done wonders for his cooking.

Rin Tohsaka being TF'd into Luvia's trophy wife

Smut, unsanitary, Ruby fully re-brainwashes Rin like when she was a kid and makes her piss herself live on stage in front of thousands of people in her old Magical Girl costume. The brainwashed Rin of course finds this very erotic and ends up fingering herself as she pisses buckets.

Fate/Extra

edit BB.exe, setvar arousal=TRUE, setvar canorgasm=FALSE, setvar pleasure=5*pleasure, exit

FGO

Gudako after eating Van Gogh's flesh from her valentine present is in great need to get another bite

kadoc & gudako should bond through shoplifting at sephora

Smut, there’s plenty of content about morgan and her husband. where’s the content of morgan and her wife??? I wanna see gudako dutifully satisfying her witch wife’s needs in the bedroom; bonus if Morgan has a dick (as in in a trans way, because fuck yes). let gudako suck her wife off dammit!!!

somebody at chaldea figures out after xxx or more years of repression they are not straight and/or cis. specifically a servant because post mortem milestones of life are extremely funny to me

Smut, I humbly request for mash/morgan porn where morgan refers to mash as her "trophy."

Ophelia Phamrsolone learns her last name is entirely because of a centuries-old typo. Several typos. Drunken insistence a scribble was legible, really.

all of the support servants of Chaldea (such as Scathach Skadi, Merlin, Waver, etc) decide to go against Gudako because she always overworks them during grinding sessions. It’s up to the writer to decide if they succeed or DIE because of Chen Gong

Raikou and Tiamat fight over who's Guda's mother. End up solving the problem by marrying each other.

The Chaldea mom club learn about the amount of servants in love with Gudako and decide as Gudako's mother(s) that they need figure out who is worthy of taking the masters hand in marriage. Cut to B.B hosting the matchmaking equivalent of America's Got Talent with them prize being to marry Gudako.

let's put beryl in the chen gong cannon

castoria and guda use each other as chew toys and nobody is sure whether or not its a sex thing or not(correct answer is sometimes yeah but not always)

Guda finds out that she has a weight gaining kink/wants to fatten up after spending too much time watching how happy Caesar and Cleopatra are

warhammer 40k tournament at chaldea ,

a few people at chaldea play 2 truths and a lie : here's gudako's list: i run a salamanders army on the Warhammer 40k table top ( true) when i took this job , my main goal was to not die a virgin & by the emperor did i succeed !(true) and i have my coochie pierced ( false)

Chaldea holds a pride parade. Turns out every single servant is queer in some way, at least once modern concepts of gay and bi and trans and whatnot are explained to them, so there's a 100% turnout rate. Somehow nobody saw this coming.

this is a *big* request but with most of his lines being translated now i crave bhima gorging the absolute hell out (wg, stuffing, anything in between)

Smut, Due to the presence of a large number of people who can actually go blow for blow with her in Chaldea, Barghest regularly engages in battle sex. Powerbomb into mating press is a hell of a drug.

Smut, After Morgan tells Gudao to get rid of all his other Berserkers and asserting that she's the only one he'll ever need, he finally puts his foot down and disciplines the former Queen of Fairy Britain. Things don't go quite as planned and naturally, this has unintended (sexy) consequences. Now, Morgan starts causing problems on purpose just so she can be "punished" by Gudao, much to his consternation.

Smut, Gudako gets sent with Mash to Aesc and the threesome is so good that all their traumas vanish, the Lostbelt is fixed, and Queen Morgan has two new Consorts.

gudako convinces castoria to kill gudao so castoria can stay with Gudako. unfortunately castoria and Gudao murder each other, and what will gudako do?

There’s a reason why despite the constant Arts farming, Castoria is still alive: She drinks 10 cups of Monster just to stay awake and alive. Bonus points if her stash of Monster Energy Drinks are stolen or is found.

Arcueid & Kukulkan, ultimate one squad

Smut, Dobryna getting summoned in place of her husband to protect him and then fucking Guda sounds like an ntr plot, so why not write it like one?

Alexander/Iskandar meets Berserker Darius only to realize his ancient rival is nothing like he remembered. Can be played for comedy but I'm imagining more the scene from Sopranos where Tony and Junior meet for the last time

Scheherazade plans for, and goes on a date with, Nitocris. Swaps back and forth between Scheherazade being anxious and hyper-over-planning for every negative contingency and Nitocris comforting her as things go very well actually.

Smut, nitocris says she wants to marry master( which ever one you want) and the other pharaoh/egyptian servants and their partner help her become a good wife in-n-out of bed due to this master pass out the first time they have sex.

Baobhan Sith keeps trying to be a mean girl, but ends up accidentally helping everyone, and gets mad about it. The last straw is when Guda praises her, so she decides, in a fit of impulsiveness, to do the most diabolical thing she can think of doing to Guda; Baobhan Sith steals their first kiss. The only problem is that Guda was actually saving their first kiss for them anyway, so it was all for nothing.

arjuna & junao try out the twin- switch trick , their success in fooling people will depend on the prompt filler

Dinofucker Olgamarie

Join us on our new Chaldea game show, “Justify! That! Atrocity!” Starring featuring guest stars like Gawain, Mordred, Abigail, and many more!

Ereshkigal and Ishtar inherited Rin's dumb Bissexual rizz and end up creating their own harem without even realizing it

chaldea summoning galahad by complete accident. meanwhile, lancelot is FREAKING OUT about this

Berserker Lancelot is always just emitting that freaky growling noise of his due to the chronic pain, and thus is constantly miserable. That is is, until Tomoe Gozen shows him Microsoft Flight Simulator, and the simple happiness overtakes the pain and rage

Smut, Director Olga Marie can't stop masturbating

Smut, Castoria + prostitution. A country girl gotta do what she gotta do all alone in britain yknow.

After Guda is captured by the mages Association so they can transfer their command seals to a more trustful user who will give better use to their army of servants, a servant finds them and begs them to escape, that Chaldea can keep them safe, while Guda begs them to kill them, that way nobody will go after Chaldea and there won't be a risk that these command seals will fall in dangerous hands

the real dobryna already had imposter syndrome due to being just a squishy human while his wife & daughter(s?) are some pretty dang strong monsters. and his wife committing identity theft in order to join chaldea just rubbed salt in the wound. now it's up to the koyan twins to solve their dad's problem , because if they don't , he's gonna run off & elope with gudako.

due to boredom, Castoria tries the Grimace Shake. It is up to the writer to decide if she dies or not from drinking the shake

FGO, again

Rasputin has a skill with a chance to trigger guts, chaldea plays a game and bet how many times they will have to kill Rasputin before he dies

Chaldea ends up summoning Saber Galahad Alter AKA the Cooler Galahad from Fate/Requiem, and Mash ends up experiencing what it's like to have a big brother, while the original Galahad is low-key seething because everyone likes his far more approachable Alter self, including Mash.

Smut, Morgan x Ronald McDonald smut

Gudako and Castoria left too many bite marks on each other just for Oberon to tease them about it.

warhammer 40k tournament at chaldea : you've got gudako with her salamander army, tomoe of all people is running a chaos undivided set up, osakabehime has her Astra Militarum (aka guardsmen) & a back up adeptus mechanicus army, and sei is in possession of some very impressive Ork kitbashes., and then there's morgan spectating ; she currently does not have a good grasp on how to play the game , but she did enjoy painting a few sisters of battle minis with gudako.

locusta finds out that people on the internet call her nasu.

Due to the constant pause in the flow of time due to the world nearly ending and the constant rayshifting that puts their physical body in suspension Guda's mind has aged much faster than their body, so i propose: Mid 40s Guda that still looks like they're is in his early 20s and acts like they're in their 60s

Jing Ke runs out of her monthly supply of booze, and Moriarty has cut her off from the bar due to making a mess last time- leaving her with only one option, Shuten Douji. She starts drinking Shuten’s Oni-wine, and begins developing Oni traits because of it.

Tiamat comforting a character with mommy issues, Raikou, Mordred or Jack would be ideal, but given the amount of tragic backstorys in this franchise, everyone needs some motherly love

Sei Shōnagon called Scheherazade’s summons pokemon once a week ago, and she’s been in an existential crisis ever since, trying to figure out if she needs to collect gym badges or not

Li Shuwen is not allowed to fist his partners anymore :(

#weekly roundup

[b1uedcollar]

ASSOCIATIONS    /    CHARPENTIER.

a screw, by definition, is     —    a short, slender, sharp-pointed metal pin with a raised helical thread running around it and a slotted head, used to join things together by being rotated so that it pierces wood or other material and is held tightly in place.

–  screws as used in carpentry. –  sharp but almost never to the point. twisting into a weave of lies. –  mawmaw trixie taught him to thread a needle, but the girl he sat by in high school home-ec showed him the fundamentals of sewing. –  often thinks with his other head, cody also has a brain for guns, math, doomsday prep, and general overthinking. refers to bathrooms as the head. excessive drinking is a tactic to stay outta his mind. –  cody’s [stuck] tightly in place ( physically and mentally ). –  screws can have t / x indentions reminiscent of a cross. he’s a baptized catholic     :     rusty screws are a specific association.

⸻     🔩     ⸻

aircraft propeller

a prisoner’s derogatory term for a prison guard or warden

an act or instance of having sex

a mean or miserly person (archaic)

cheat or swindle (someone)

used to express anger or contempt

the propeller screwed up, crashing that plane. he’s a prisoner in some verses, a guard [cop] in others. he screws people in all kinds of ways. and he never grew out of the PG-curse    :    screw you.

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🪛   .    SCREWDRIVER as in the tool ( not so talented in screwing or driving [ too fast ] ).    screwdriver as in his least favorite drink.

SCREWBALL [ peanut butter whiskey ] as in his fanciest way of consuming alcohol.    screwball as in his go-to summer treat from the ice cream truck.    screwball as in his record-breaking pitch.

⸻     ⚾️     ⸻

america’s pastime.    arguably his first love.    favorite sport and core part of his identity.     ( jersey and cody number is 69. )

he is a snacker [ i will go more detail with a favorite foods post ], particularly fond of baseball foods : sunflower seeds, gum ( though he prefers chewing tobacco ), chips, hot dogs, peanuts.

🥔     ⸻

POTATOES    :    mistaken as “ root vegetables ”   { cody’s familiar with most of his family tree. he’s rooted in place to his hometown. }

a type of “ modified stem ” known as a tuber. these are compacted, swollen stems which are produced underground and remain there when the “ parent plant ” ( the old plant that produced this year’s crop ) has died down. this allows the plants to survive through the cold winter period because the tubers are deep below the soil surface where they are protected from frost.

⸻    preceded in death by his grandfather. will survive the winter that is grief despite burying himself in a hole on the family plot next to him. your grandmother’s prayers are still protecting you.

⸻    potatoes are also a symbol of nourishment, of sustenance, of the bonds that link families together.     cody is stitched together by inherited skills from his grandparents: woodworking and cooking. he inhales half-ass meals that keep him feeling dissatisfied with life, but he cannot shake his duty to nourish the community : buying burgers for his homeless besties, feeding whoever’s in the drunk tank at work, and volunteering to grill at functions. he will always bitch about somebody getting passed his no trespassing sign, but he’d never let someone leave his home with an empty stomach.

⸻    knows a lot about the famine but detests an irish goodbye.

⸻    loves fries [ with mayonnaise ],    especially the curly variety,    which are reminiscent of wood shavings and his hair.

🥜     ⸻

“ In baseball, the tension builds slowly. Eating peanuts is part of a nervous habit—it gives you something to do with your hands. ”

⸻    his hands stay busy. with a tool. a baseball. signing, gesturing. peanuts are as productive as they are tasty and a staple in baseball.    pop got him in the habit of putting peanuts in his coke.    but thanks to boss ( her lack of cooking skills and their general poor financial situation ),    cody’s a peanut butter [ chunky ] connoisseur.

⸻    peanuts   /  screws represent stability. in a perfect universe, he’d provide white picket fence security for a family. in reality, he’s firm in his belief that he is undeserving of anything good.

⸻    peanuts   /   potatoes represent prosperity, but cody lacks an abundance in wealth and success.    one could even say he’s working for peanuts ( “ a paltry thing or amount ” ).

⸻    peanuts served on planes. peanuts associated with elephants ( a myth perpetuated by cartoons and the circus ).

HE LOVES ELEPHANTS.

absolutely giddy for them. won’t talk your ear off with facts, but he does know they have an incredible memory. he finds peace in watching them, associates them with safety. which is anchored by childhood memories of watching dumbo with his mom. cody even has a stuffed one, worn with time, that he’ll deny existing. researchers believe elephants’ good memories are a big part of how elephants survive and why so many live so long ( 50 to 60 years or more on average ). those who work closely with elephants also have noticed that elephants remember injures and can hold grudges against those who have hurt them. his birthday is november 11 / veterans day { united states } : honors those who have served in the military. distinct from but sometimes mistaken as ` memorial day ` which remembers those who have died in service. / remembrance day { commonwealth } which marks the end of the first world war (and honors those who have died in the line of duty).    cody is a survivor of a plane crash in high school. he’d never make the comparison, but the scars of that night, both physical and mental, and the ptsd speaks for him. he was medically rejected when he tried to enlist at eighteen. an exceptional memory, near photographic, but prefers drinking to cope with the bad. usually lying if he says he doesn’t remember something. takes advantage of it for work { both as a cop and carpenter } and sometimes to stir the pot for his amusement.

⸻    peanuts are also a staple with beer at a bar. do not drink his bad attempt at making his own brew! you can, however, enjoy the wine from the shed. made it himself, actually… — blackberry.

favorite and only fruit he acknowledges.    memories of plucking ‘em from the wild,   picking from the bushes in his grandparents’ yard,   devouring buckets at a time.    hands stained red.

( unripe blackberry aesthetics represent blood staining his youth. )

[ BROKEN ] CLOCKS. –  once lived next to a retired clockmaker. couldn’t tell who was babysitting who when together. cody developed a fascination for antique clocks, collecting and tinkering with broken ones, which only deepened when he learned his family built his hometown’s clock tower.    the same one his grandfather eventually jumped. –   a broken clock is right twice a day. frozen in time by grief.

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DUCKS. –  rubber duckies during bath time with boss. –  a duck phone he picked up at a garage sale ( and still uses today ). –  an avid hunter ( the imagery of shooting ducks out of the sky and the plane crashing ), cody enjoys carving duck calls and decoys { that sell pretty good, even if he does give away plenty art for free }. not all ducks fly despite their wings ( cody hasn’t been in the air since the incident ), deliberately clipping his own wings by staying in his hometown. his outward personality being carefully carved ( a lie ). –  calling it duck tape and using it for everything.

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DANDELIONS. –  childhood innocence.    hope.    wishing on ‘em. now he lights them on fire. cody only knows the weed. he will not recognize the flower if shown, much like his inability to see a positive future. –  hometown mascot is the lions.

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LAGNIAPPE. ⸻    icarus ( the plane literally falling out the sky at the height of his baseball career ).  –  crushed [ beer ] cans and the pressure getting to him.  –  gasoline [ #gaslighter ] and instigating the fight.   –   fire.   –   burned down church. worshipped as a boy before he let the flames lick everything up. ( cody and his tongue : he never shuts. the. fuck. up. )  –  charpentier is french for carpenter. something something about wood giving you a splinter. jesus was a carpenter. he was resurrected too.  –  this photo is the best damn representation of his big [dead] fish in a small pond [sink] shtick!

#𝙲𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚁. 〈 🔩 〉 screwball. #i don't wanna look at this anymore sooooooo....... #i'm not making a works cited for this lmfao but just know that some of the links do go somewhere other than my blog : )

[kimifinsterfr]

magic kingdom opinions

riviera resort - 8/10 really nice and really fun! Outdoor movies, cafe, store, super nice area!

bus ride - really fun 9/10

show at the castle (I forgot the name) - adorable, Tiana is in it , so is Donald Duck. My two faves. 10/10

people mover - 9/10 really fun, classic, thought it was closed? went pitch black at one point and I flipped. I really loved it, I couldn’t not go on it.

meeting stitch - infinity/10 he said “I love you”

Carousel of progress - 9/10 scarily accurate, lots of fun, uncanny valley ish, freaking Jimmy neutrons va was in it. Super cool. Catchy song. The theatre moving was so epic and fun

Monsters inc laugh floor - 10/10 really funny. They used my dads joke. Voice actors are doing it live. Epic and amazing. The quality is so cool. Short wait time. Do NOT skip this one.

hall of presidents - 2/10 boring, too long, jfk from clone high, mom fell asleep

Country bear jamboree - 0/10 horrifying, I literally had a panic attack, animatronics have not been replaced since the 70s. Scary. One guy malfunctioned and I started screaming, animal heads kept looking at me. My siblings forced me to sit in the front and I was totally a nervous wreck. I was like shaking for 20 minutes after. I am not afraid of much at all.. but man. Those bears 🥲

It’s a small world - 100/10 reminded me of ooey gooey world from rugrats, adorable, I want to collect the little dolls, they’re so cute, I may have cried, I really love that ride, finally got to go on it.

Haunted mansion - 10/10 scary af, a lot of fun though. My brother kept screaming and I couldn’t hear really spoooky and scary and fun. I have a reflex to sing phantom of the opera when I’m nervous so I kept doing that

Hollywood studios

Millennium falcon - 100/10 I come from a Star Wars nerd family, didn’t know what I was doing but that’s okay, it was so fun, my brother is a terrible pilot.

muppets 3d -62277337272836632828/10 I love the muppets. Gonzo is my homie. This was the coolest thing in the world. I had so much fun. I love the muppets so much. The 3ds effects were so cool and it was honestly such a banger attraction.

Star tours - 10/10 reskinned duck from America sings!!! I geeked out and it showed my Disney park hyperfixation from when I was 10. C-3PO was so close to me it was so cool. Fun!!!

Indiana jones stunt stuff - 10/10 GENUINELY so entertaining. I thought the boulder crushed the actor but turns out it’s like inflatable or something. He was okay. real fire , swords, water, smoke, so much more. It was insane. The talent was incredible.

pizzarizzo - 11/10 I still feel it in my stomach, muppet themed, delicious, free salad

Rise of the resistance - 37473/10 this was honestly one of the coolest experiences I’ve ever had, super hard to explain though. The drop was horrifying. Kylo ren animatronic malfunctioned 🥲, amazing technology and stuff

#kimifinsterfrlife #she went Disney #I wore a rugrats shirt because im evil

[angelhummel]

We talking about Kurt now? I'd like to point out something curious lol, don't know the purpose but I find it interesting, so, lately on my Facebook I've seen a lot of Kurt/Chris hate posts, and I mean like almost every glee page, calling him mostly envious of Lea, and rude, and the same with Kurt, whereas Lea is really praised and excused with 'yeah but she apologized', I myself I'm no Lea hater, I really like her, she's so talented and I believe she deserves everything she's getting, but I also know that if I met her in real life I'd probably wouldn't be friends with her, anyway so this is in Facebook latin america mostly, now off to tumblr where I assume I mostly follow exterior people idk, it's totally the opposite, of course it might also have to do with the accounts I follow, but I also see the tags of accounts I don't follow, and I've found this pattern of just general fondness or love for Kurt/Chris, and hate for Lea, so now neither seems to be my safe place, go into Facebook see Kurt/Chris/Klaine hate (whatever happened to the Klaine shippers? :c ), go into tumblr see Lea hate, of course there's the tag blocking or whatever but Idk for some reason I keep finding those lol

lmao yeah guarantee that no matter how hard you try to block shit you dont wanna see, its still gonna come thru

also wow, facebook sounds like a wasteland for the glee fandom askfjsdl i didnt know that was still a thing. truthfully i didnt know anyone was still active on there. but also like glee tumblr is barely tolerable for me (lots of curating and blocking, as we said) but its the only place i have. and everything people have told me about tiktok or twitter or reddit sounds sooooo much worse. so im thankful its as good as it is here. or at least on here it's easier to avoid the shitty takes you dont wanna see :P

and like yeahhh obviously i understand why people wouldnt like lea but at this point its like. just shut up about it, y'know?? it's so not worth it to keep getting mad over whatever she does. sorry if it sounds rude but at this point ive lost all interest in the cast outside of the show. happy for whatever projects they've got going buuut that's about it

(not saying anything bad if you still follow them but anyone who IS following them just to be assholes are sooo annoying like let it go and talk about anything else alsjfklsd)

#glee #glee cast #asks #my thoughts #anonymous

[nacricissa]

A slightly less racist Twilight

This is specifically attempting to remove the "overwriting the legends and traditions of an existing indigenous tribe" problem, not any of the other problems.

I don't think the werewolves being indigenous is important for anything other than racist reasons (ooh the mystical native is so much more magical type nonsense), so the werewolves can be a group other than "Particularly macho Quileute men, in the presence of vampires"

What traits must this group have?

Innate magic: this does not narrow things down, as many humans have innate gifts.

Hereditary magic: this is also true of humans (Bella= Charlie + Renée pretty solidly according to Edward)

Magic triggered by the presence of vampires?

Magic that makes them immortal once triggered??

Existing in the 1950s/1960s in Forks (this is when I assume the Cullens first visited Forks based on Emmett's and Billy's ages, but I may be missing a detail in my timelines)

Having legends about vampires which predate this

Is imprinting necessary?

Well, since I'm not trying to change that, I'm calling it a later problem, and so the innate powerset of this people started with someone whose innate talent was similar to Eleazar's, except it manifested in this truly hazardous sexual/romantic fixation, who then got obsessed with someone whose talent was somehow wolf-related and badda-bing badda-boom down the chain we go from there, adding other werewolf traits like the high temperature, good sense of smell, pack mind, and vampire synesthesia (converting the natural aversion to vampires many humans have- a real and normal sense Bella lacks in the same way someone born with a wonky inner ear won't have equilibrium- into a smell) along the way.

How old is this group?

I'm going to assume, for the sake of argument, that vampires are of European origin (see, some of the racism I am not trying to fix). There is nothing stopping vampires from having migrated to the Forks area prior to European colonization, but it is not guaranteed that a lasting impact would have been made.

Vampires can avoid being detected by humans pretty easily, if they don't feel like being dramatic today

Assuming vampires arose after the establishment of agriculture in Europe, the greater number of cities in their continent of origin would likely be a strong incentive to stay there, or return after a visit to this one

Even if there was contact, the legend may not have taken, or may have morphed beyond recognition by the time other vampires arrived.

The number of nomads in North America in the modern day is implied to be relatively low, with minimal risk of intersection despite the ability to run across the entire thing in like a day.

The first contact need not have resulted in the existence of werewolves, that could be the second, third, or whatever time a vampire entered the area that caused it.

Therefore, we can put the origin of the legend of the Cold Ones arbitrarily far back, if we wanted, except we don't want it to be a myth of the Quileute people in general, so if it originated before European colonialization, it must be a group of indigenous people from like, around, who've formed a group based on the fact that they know vampires are real; essentially a vampire-hunting society of professionals (these were very common among all humans everywhere, but mostly for making things, like weapons, or boats) from among whatever people were within a distance of reasonable contact.

This society would have been present during colonization, and would thus either have been

a) colonized

b) discarded as primitive nonsense or

c) both

If it originated after, we can do a similar thing, except this time the vampire-hunting society of professionals also includes Europeans from the get-go, and will end up being more European from day one.

This group would inherently be a secret society; most groups of professionals are, in this case to protect the fact that they can turn into wolves at will from society at large which might not like that. Imprintees and children are inducted by default, so Jacob would be a descendent of this society, but not an active member until the Cullens show up.

How old is this group?

This time I mean as in median age. Jacob says he's not ageing, but all the wolves from Ephraim's generation are dead, on a pretty normal human schedule. I would argue that this version could simply not include the immortality, only an age compression; you age faster, up to peak physique when your powers are triggered, then stay at that age until you are actually that age, then age normally. This makes imprinting on kids either slightly less weird, or even more weird, as the age gap is not guaranteed to "close" completely. But that's never going to be good so I'm not going to worry about it.

How does the presence of vampires affect the society?

In the books, the presence of a vampire is necessary for a werewolf to get werewolf puberty, and start presenting all the associated hereditary traits. This is important enough to the structure of the books I don't want to try to mess with it... as it comes to some of the characters. Things would play out very differently if Jacob or Leah knew they could turn into wolves from the get-go.

However, any good secret society needs an initiation rite, so exposure to the severed limb of a vampire to induce werewolfism in descendants once they come of age, which would probably be the time when the age compression would be least visible to outsiders, so about 23-25. This would presumably make the current werewolves' parents werewolves, but it doesn't have to. Descendants who choose not to be initiated, or who are excommunicated from the society would be able to pass on the gene, but not the access to a vampire bit on demand, leaving random potential werewolves out in the community, though those genes would slowly get diluted by the absence of the imprinting instinct, so the numbers would not exponentially increase.

I imagine Billy and Sam would be initiated before the start of the books, but anyone else is basically a coin toss. It's not like a lot of these characters histories' are super well-developed, and also New Moon is the book I've read the least so what development there is I am not very familiar with. There is also the option of maintaining the cannon lack of other werewolves by having the relic lost by a hilarious misunderstanding when the Cullens first arrive. Say, the society goes to hide it, so the Cullens don't know they can make more of themselves at will (Edward would in theory know, but he should also in theory know about the "vampire presence" theory from his first visit, which he doesn't, which means he is not paying much attention to the werewolves' theories about the world, only the treaty). However, instead of being hidden, it is tossed into the sea, or otherwise irrecoverably discarded, because the person assigned to hide it and the person doing the assigning didn't communicate very well, because all pack members were needed for a show of force, and pack members are notoriously bad at communicating with the uninitiated since they are used to working with people that are used to reading their thoughts.

The influence of the Cullens in forks would be twofold

First, random werewolves begin popping up in the community, joining the pack mind and being forced to join the society with a group-enforced silence law similar to the action of the Volturi upon the vampire community; we are organized, so we will destroy you if you try to divulge our secret. The power wielded by the society would be greater than just "We can turn into a wolf pack and kill you" because of the pack mind. Initiates can be taught much more quickly, because they can be guided through things by their parents through the pack mind, and the coordination and high skill workforce resultant of this would allow similar power dynamics that any clique would have in a small town. They would presumably end up with members in positions of civil or social power within the larger community. Incidentally, because of Jacob's teenage dismissal of society rules, he counts as a "random community werewolf"

Second, a resurgence of the professionalness of the society. Presumably, given the low concentration of vampires in the world, the trade of vampire slaying cannot readily be passed down. Instead, other trades, like accounting, law, medicine, and so on, are passed down instead to further the economic interests of the society in the community. The Cullens appearing the first time would represent a sudden need for what had become a mostly ceremonial tradition, sparking some amount of conflict within the group, as past and present incentives conflict. Some members would renew efforts to maintain the vampire-hunting knowledge, thus meaning the pack members during the time of the books would have a better reason to have foundational knowledge of the specific mechanics of how a werewolf pack takes down a vampire, the elements of a story most likely to be omitted over time because the strategy is really quite boring. Only real good writers can pull off writing more than the broadest of strategies before it gets boring. You don't read a lot of stories with more detail than "parry", a phrase it is difficult to take as instruction on it's own

#nacricontent #twilight #team edward #speculation #worldbuilding #twilight renaissance #werewolves #secret society #long post #I think #this is a meta?

[thecrackshiplollipop]

tagged by @phoolhearty

1. are you named after anyone? yes! both of my grandmothers. although my mom likes to joke that my dad's lucky his mom had the name she already picked out for me, because it was going to be my first name one way or another. she's a virgo, she plans well.

2. when was the last time you cried? according to my cry tracker....last night. we watched the latest ted lasso. i think i've cried at 8 out of 10 episodes of the latest season.

3. do you have kids? i was once a step-parent, but not anymore. and i don't plan on having any.

4. do you use sarcasm a lot? often! i actually remember learning how to use it as a kid and i became insufferable because of it.

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people? it depends. if i'm immediately close to someone, i notice their smell, if they're wearing perfume, if their skin/hair products have a specific fragrance. but if i meet someone with distance or online, speech patterns/speaking behaviours (do they talk with their hands? move their body/facial features a lot?).

6. what’s your eye color? green

7. scary movies or happy endings? why not both? i love a HEA, but i also enjoy the thrill of a scary movie. also, scary movies that have a nice, tidy happy ending are nice. a reminder that you can survive The Horrors.

8. any special talents? i'm very good at learning and retaining a wide and varied trove of knowledge, and i'm also very good at finding information i don't already have quickly and easily when a question is posed.

9. where were you born? central texas~

10. what are your hobbies? writing (currently finishing a book); computer games (valorant, fortnite, sims 4, loads of sons of the forest lately); watching valorant pro games with my wife (currently watching VCT americas); photography (expanding into film rn!); kpop girl groups (more of a special interest at this point)

11. have you any pets? what a fun way to ask this question. yes, i have two dogs, a beagle and a beapitt (beagle-pitt mix). i really want a cat, but we have some logistic concerns to resolve before we can do that :C

12. what sport do you play/have played? i played tennis and golf, i also technically did shotput and discus but like i was bad at those, even though that was the only time i was on an official school team.

13. how tall are you? 5'4" baybee

14. favorite subject in school? at the time i was in school, it was a toss up between english and french. in hindsight, i definitely got the most enjoyment out of creative writing, science, and orchestra, but i was really bought into the image of being literary and scholarly, even though i actively hated writing essays and struggled to finish the books in time for discussions.

15. dream job? ehhh like leah said, i don't dream of labour. i have had a really hard time figuring out what i want to do with my life, to the point where i keep stalling out on whether or not i want to get a degree because i don't know what i would even go to school for. i'm just certain i want to publish my book, so. published author would be nice.

tagging @sarah-crewe @punk-aziraphale

[outoftheskylar]

{skylar o'hare}

(+) relaxed, funny, adaptable

(-) unmotivated, absent-minded, indecisive

HISTORY:

There's not much to Skylar, if he's being honest. There's a thousand girls just like him in America.

Straight C student and college drop out, Sky fell pretty easily into retail. Specifically, the local Old Navy.

They stuck with it. Not because they liked it, but because they also didn't really want to do anything else, either.

They eventually became the Assistant Manager, not out of talent or skill, but because he'd just been there so long.

He had gotten on the plane to Australia to meet up with a friend he'd made in a chatroom for Mariah Carey fans.

SKILLS:

If Skylar has skills that would be useful, he's going out of his way not to use them.

Sky wants to be lazy as possible. This is just an extended vacation for him. If he dies here and never has to fold another shirt or put up with another customer? Good. That's a happy ending.

Genuinely, though, Sky's best skill is calming other people down and bringing them together. Work shit, you know.

SOCIAL:

Skylar is chill. Like, frustratingly so. He refuses to have an emotion that's not neutral. If someone forces him to have a strong emotion, he will literally just start crying and then try to take a nap.

Despite this, he's usually pretty good at motivating other people and making them feel included in any group. He's had to learn because he got sick of doing closing procedures by himself. Inspiring other people and making them feel like part of a family is a great way to get out of doing chores.

He's a slut. In theory. No one's ever actually taken him up on it. He still has like 1000 shirts that say 'Bimbo' in the Barbie font, though.

#syfy.intro #i hope u like my baby girl

[justfifi]

Fears/Phobias

[You can find it on AO3]

What would be the K-squads fears/phobias? (Both canon and headcanon!) CW: Mentions of different kinds of fear and phobias! I don't go too into depth but I'll put this warning here just in case.

Kagami Taiga:

Canonically:

- Cynophobia: the fear of dogs

 > Taiga was scared of Nigou(Tetsuya #2) which originated from an event that occurred in America where he was bitten by a dog

- Riko-phobia: the fear of his coach Riko

 > Like many of the members of the Seirin basketball club, he's afraid of his coach, Aida Riko.

Headcanon:

- Autophobia: the fear of being abandoned

> I feel that Taiga wouldn't necessarily have this phobia but he is scared of being left behind. Mainly originated from the fact that his mother is dead(canonically, Taiga only has a dad, so we don't actually know the status of his mom) and the fact that Tatsuya left him.

Kageyama Tobio:

Semi-Canon:

- He's afraid of falling back to being the 'King', 'Tyrant', 'Dictator', and well, you get the message.

- Pistanthrophobia: the fear of trusting others

> It's pretty clear that Tobio hates being called those nicknames but he might have actually been afraid of going back to being 'that'. He's afraid of losing the trust that his teammates had in him. In fact, he might be scared of trusting others again because his old team betrayed his trust on the court and Tobio doesn't want to face that event again.

- Thantophobia: the fear of losing someone you loved

> This can tie into the previous fear in which Tobio is afraid of losing the Karasuno Volleyball Club members like how he lost his old team and his grandpa. And if Tobio's parents were dead(since we never saw them), the fear might have started at that point but he held on because he had his grandpa and Miwa.

- Athazagoraphobia: the fear of being forgotten/ignored

> Clearly, Tobio doesn't want to face the humiliation of no one hitting his tosses, so I can see that he might be afraid of people ignoring his tosses.

Kyan Reki:

Canonically:

- Autophobia: the fear of being abandoned

> This fear was shown in episode 7(you know, the episode in which almost every fan avoided), where Reki was insecure in his skateboarding abilities. It really highlights the fact that Reki was scared of being left behind because he's the least 'talented' amongst the group.

- Phasmophobia: the fear of ghosts

> Another canon fear as shown in episode 6(the beach episode just right before the angst episode), where Reki and Langa were running away from the Pantu. Pantu are the people who chased them around and they are dressed as such to try and scare away evil spirits.

Semi-Canon:

- Thantophobia: the fear of losing someone you loved

> Considering Reki's old friend quit skateboarding(and seemingly disappeared from Reki's life) because he got injured, Reki is probably afraid of anyone leaving him again. This also gave him the reason why he wanted Langa to not go against ADAM. Reki was afraid that Langa would get injured, because ADAM was a dangerous opponent, and then leave skateboarding because of that.

Bakugou Katsuki:

Canonically:

- Atelophobia: the fear of not being enough or being imperfect

> In his fight against Izuku, he expresses his insecurity and how he 'killed' All Might by being the reason All Might retired. Katsuki is being tortured by the fact that he was so weak that he was the reason for All Might's fall while Izuku rises with his power. In the recent manga chapters, we see Katsuki's true feelings as he always sees himself behind Izuku. Also I kind of headcanon him being sort of a perfectionist which aids into the fear.

Semi-Canon:

- Allphobia: the fear of being abducted or being kidnapped

  > Listen... Katsuki has been kidnapped so many times, I swear, please just give the man a poor break. But at the same time, he doesn't seem quite afraid of his kidnappers, more of the consequences(*cough* All Might's fall *cough*).

Headcanon:

- The fear of not being able to protect someone

  > Class 1A has certainly grown onto Katsuki, some more than others, and I think if he was in a position where he had to save/protect them, he would do his best to. And if Katsuki fails, perhaps he will beat himself over it. He prides himself as one of stronger classmates in the class and if he's not strong enough to save his extr- classmates, who else would be? [/hj, the pro heroes could save them ^^]

Kuroba Kaito:

Canonically:

- Ichthyophobia: the fear of fish

  > We don't know the main cause or where his fear originated from but it is a canon fear that he has! Personally, I wonder why he has such a fear and I wonder if Gosho Aoyama would explain this(probably not tho-)

Semi-Canon:

- Thantophobia: the fear of losing someone you loved

  > Canonically, we know that his father died and his mother is absent in his life after Toichi's death, so Kaito has been alone for quite a long time. I headcanon he's a bit touch-starved and a bit clingy because he doesn't want to lose anyone close to him anymore. (THIS COULD SERVE SO MUCH ANGST- IMAGINE HE GETS NIGHTMARES OF THEM DYING AND THEN- okay I'm getting off topic)

Headcanon:

- Autophobia: the fear of being abandoned

    > This could tie in with the fear that I previously listed. But at the same time, I feel that he's been abandoned a few times already and that it just numbs him when they do leave. When I said that this could tie in with the previous phobia, I meant that if Kaito ever gets closer to any of the characters(maybe even close enough to share his little secret), he would get really hurt if the person just leaves him by himself. Like he just warmed up to the person but then the person just gives up on him or something.

#Favoritism at its Finest #kuroko no basket #knb #kuroko no basket fanfic #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu fanfic #skate the infinity #sk8 #skate the infinity fanfic #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia fanfic #my hero academia fanfic #magic kaito #detective conan #dcmk #magic kaito fanfic #detective conan fanfic #kagami taiga #kageyama tobio #kyan reki #bakugou katsuki #kuroba kaito #kaito kid #fears #phobias

[purplesurveys]

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What is your current favorite song? BTS’ Japanese songs are my shit at the moment. My obsessions with Don’t Leave Me and Ano Bashode are seeing a resurgence.

Do you develop severe withdrawal symptoms when you're weening off medicine? I’ve never experienced withdrawal, and I’ve never taken a certain medication regularly enough to go through this.

What are three of your favorite songs to sing? I don’t have favorites. I just like singing along to songs I know the words to, in general.

Have you been outside today? Nah. The farthest I’ve been is to the kitchen to get a portion of the leftover baked sushi from last night’s dinner haha.

If you had to move to another country, where would you move? Maybe New Zealand? 

What color are your Converse? White.

What color is your laptop? It’s silver/gray.

What electronic gadget would you like to get next that you don't already have? This laptop is definitely up for replacement soon - apart from the battery being a shell of its former health, I’m also starting to get notifications that my apps will stop being updated since my laptop’s OS is apparently considered ancient now lol - but I feel like I’d really struggle with letting it go. This baby’s been with me through a lot of life chapters. I do only use it for surveys at this point though, so it’s actually holding out for a lot longer than it’s supposed to.

Do you take a lot of pictures? Not of myself, but of places I go to, food I try, dogs I see, etc. I like keeping souvenirs of every day.

What is your favorite ride at the fair? The octopus, but my stomach has a love/hate relationship with it. 

Have you ever made sand art at the fair? Idk what that is and I don’t think that’s ever been a thing at our local fairs.

Would you ever marry someone who was lower class? Wow, what a question. Yes, I would.

Do you have an afghan? I have no idea what this is.

What color is your recliner? We don’t have one of those.

Do you have a balcony? Yep, technically. We used to have an Actual Balcony but the space was turned into an extra bedroom around 6, 7 years ago. We do have a rooftop and that’s where I like to go when I want to be alone without having to drive out.

Who do you write letters to the most? I don’t write letters often.

Do you share your diary with anyone, or does no one ever read it but you? Nobody knows about this blog apart from my sister and, regrettably, the person I used to date. Neither check it out though, as far as I know.

Are you jealous of anyone, even mildly? If so, who? Nah. I look out for me only.

What color are your favorite shorts? Gray.

Is there a guy you wish you hadn't let slip away? Nopes.

Favorite magazine? I don’t have one.

Have you ever done a craft you saw in a magazine? Maybe as a kid. Have you ever made a recipe you found in a magazine? I don’t think so.

Have you ever written to an advice columnist? No, I personally don’t find it helpful hearing advice from someone I don’t know.

Do you think you would make a good advice columnist? No. Same rationale as the one above; I would only feel confident giving advice if I knew the person well, i.e. my friends.

Which do you prefer: English or math? Math, as long as it doesn’t go so far as to cover calculus and trig lol. The way I remember English classes is largely analyzing novels, and I didn’t really enjoy that much even if I got good grades in exams.

What color shirt brings out the color in your eyes? I dunno. My eyes aren’t that remarkable to begin with.

Which store do you want to win a shopping spree at? Pick up to 3. S&R, H&M, NCAT. Lol at all of them being initials.

Are you jealous of someone who has more money than you? I am not. I mean of course it’s always good to be making more money than I am now, but I’m just glad I have a job to begin with. What color is your teddy bear? I don’t have a teddy bear but I do have a bunch of Tatas in my room. Tata is red, of course.

Who is a singer that has given you chills? Jin.

Do you watch America's Got Talent? Nopes.

Do you think you could win America's Got Talent? Not in a million years. I don’t even have a talent to show off.

What act would you perform in a talent show? My talents have never been on the performance side. If I had anything to show off it would be my writing.

What area are you the most gifted in, do you think? Again, writing. Non-talent-wise, reading people.

Have you ever practiced yoga? I’ve tried but I didn’t find it fulfilling and felt impatient for the most part. 

Do you find handstands scary? Hmm, I don’t think scary is the right word for it. Like, I just don’t attempt them because I don’t want to risk breaking my arm/s, which actually nearly happened when I was a kid trying to do a handstand.

Do you think babies are cute or scary? Lots of work, more than anything. I find them neither cute nor scary.

What is your favorite thing to buy at the Farmer's Market? I’ve never bought anything from that kind of store.

Do you eat dessert every day? Nopes.

Do you get carsickness? It’s very unpredictable. There are days I can work in a car, i.e. use my laptop or phone for an hour straight; and there are other times I’d feel much more poorly and I’d be forced to keep looking straight because otherwise I’d end up dizzy. 

What color is the rim of your full-length mirror? White.

Who do you have a crush on at the moment? Nobody.

Did your Barbies get crushes on each other and go on dates? The few Barbie dolls I had were unused for the most part. Kid-me was never into dolls much.

Did you ever play church with your dolls? No, definitely not church.

What was the name of your first imaginary friend? Katrina.

What is your state's bird (if you live in the US)? I don’t live in the States.

Which style of wedding dress is your favorite? I like the look of lace, but I don’t really have a particular favorite style.

What's a good boy's name that starts with the same letter as yours? Rafael.

Have you ever wondered what "Better in Stereo" means? Uhm, no, I don’t think so.

Do you sing into your hairbrush? I never do.

Green or red? Red.

Forgiveness or revenge? Neither. I rarely forgive but I also never plot revenge; I just cut out whoever needs to be cut out and focus on moving on. That’s typically how I work my way back to happiness and peace.

Do you wish on stars? I don’t. I like staring at them, though.

Do you enjoy editing videos? I do not.

Do you enjoy editing photos? Not really. I rarely retouch photos I take and just post them as is.

What photo editing site do you use, if any? I use whatever filters are available on Instagram.

Do you have photoshop? Nope. I’ve tried using it before but never understood how anything works. Do you use iMovie? Once. Don’t ask for what. What is something you enjoy doing? Going to museums. Seeing art.

Do you pray a lot? Nope. Never.

Do you cry out to God in desperation frequently? I used to. Homeboy don't give a fuck. < Same.

Does your make-up stay on when you cry? I’ve never cried while having make up on.

Do you want to be friends with someone who doesn't feel the same? Not really. If I don’t feel the same energy from someone, I will typically get the hint and stop exerting the effort.

Were your favorite celebrities when you were growing up the same age as you? No, they were all a bit older. I don’t think I was ever into anyone who was also born in 1998.

If you had a twin sister, what would she be named? I have no clue, actually. Maybe it would just be the name that ultimately went to my sister?

What is your birth order in the family? I’m the eldest.

If you gave birth, do you think you would want it filmed? In vlog-style, sure. I wouldn’t agree to a professional recording lol.

Are you a woman? Yep.

Do you have too much clutter? Like, in my room? No. In my head? It could probably be cleaned up a bit, haha.

Have you ever been to a counselor, and if yes, was it a good experience? Yeah, we had annual counselor interviews in my first school. I hated every single one of it because I knew it was mostly for routine and that the counselors didn’t know who I was anyway; and because it also largely felt like they were snooping around for shit to dig, ready to turn it against me.

Do you think it's better to talk to a counselor or talk to a friend? Friend.

What is one thing you are really good at? Parking. LOL

What did you go to college for? Journalism.

Do you want to go back to school for something else? If yes, what? Nah, it’s not in my plans any time soon.

What would your dream job be? I would love to work at a museum as part of its communications/promotions/PR arm, if those positions even existed. I know I’d be much happier doing that instead of spending every day rotting a little bit more as a corporate slave.

Are you happy today? Yeah I was super happy. It was a special non-working holiday so I got a day off work; and not even kidding, I spent the whole day in bed just alternating between watching Run BTS and playing In the Seom hahaha.

Favorite emoji? The teary-eyed but still smiling emoji. It’s a fairly new one.

Best word to describe you? Uptight.

Is your life a nightmare or a dream come true? It’s neither. I feel like I’m working towards a dream come true though, so that’s at least a good thing that’s happening.

#survey #surveys