#coco's follow forever.

[pyramid-of-starrs]

congrats on 300+ followers🫶🏽

request: what about seongwha who's super soft spoken & the sweetest guy in front of everybody but when we're alone he's soooooo nasty and dominant it's something people never expect. "shy freak" persona

All Tied Up

Boyfriend Seonghwa x Afab reader

Summary: The universe blessed you with the best boyfriend to exist and everything is perfect but you can't help but to want more from your sweet boy

Genre: Fluff and Smut

Warnings: Dense acting Seonghwa (kinda lol), Technically trickery but you'll get it, nicknames

Smut warnings: Bondage, choking, drool, squirting, Oral sex (F receiving), mentions of losing virginity

A/N: Sorry I'm taking forever to finish this life kinda sucks :( but I only have 1 more to go for this event!

Minors dni

The amazing smell of chocolate and marshmallows along with the pleasant steam coming from the cup of hot coco in your hand started to hit your face. Both your gloved hands gripped the sides of the cups sleeve while you stood to the side for your boyfriend to finish paying for your drinks and snacks, he walked over with a bag of pastries and his own hot drink to convene with you again so you two could find an open table to sit down at in the crowded pop up cafe. You had been begging Seonghwa to take you to the temporary winter wonderland themed cafe for a few days since you thought it was cute that they had a mini ice skating area attached. He of course bought the tickets the day you asked and wanted to surprise you with a fun date over the weekend.

Once you two finally found a table that was a bit isolated in the corner you both sat down side by side and Seonghwa passed out the pastries he had bought, you couldn't make up your mind about what you wanted so he got 1 of each of the specialty baked goods, you felt bad he was always so willing to come out of pocket and buy you everything you wanted without hesitation but he always said he just enjoyed seeing you get what you deserved.

"Thank you Seonghwa! This is all too much though, you didn't have to do all this, or at least let me pay you back." you said as you sipped your hot chocolate trying not to burn your tongue.

"You know I would never ask you to pay me back my flower, just make sure you let me show you extra love later." He replied, you were offering to pay him back even though you only had lip gloss and a phone charger in your purse, but at least you offered, you knew no matter what he was going to take care of you. "Now let's enjoy the treats that we got, okay?" You nodded in agreement.

While you two were enjoying the pastries an older woman walked passed, and stopped. "What a beautiful young couple you two are." she said warmly as she smiled at you both.

Before you could thank her Seonghwa started to reply.

"Thank you but the beauty comes from her, I'm just the guy obsessed with her." Seonghwa said as he returned a smile to the woman, your face got hot from the compliment.

"Oh, a gentleman too, you two are lucky to have each other." She chuckled before continuing to walk away.

Seonghwa and you waved her goodbye and you continued to eat the last of the chocolate croissant you had, you could see Seonghwa watching you eat and then he giggled, you looked over at him. "What?"

"It's nothing you're just so cute when you eat, you even got some chocolate on your cheek." He took a napkin and gently rubbed the leftover chocolate off your face, then gave your cheek a quick peck. "You're so cold my flower, why didn't you say anything? Here take my scarf." He removed his scarf from his neck and started to wrap it around yours.

"I didn't say anything because I knew you were going to do that, now what if you get cold?" You pouted as he finished tucking the scarf securely around your neck.

"I'll have my love to keep me warm, or something lame like that." He smiled at you warmly.

"You're right that was lame." You chuckled a bit, your eyes met for a moment before you two kissed. You and Seonghwa had been dating for a few months and the relationship couldn't have been better, he was kind to you and others, your parent's loved him, your friend's loved him, he was just the best spouse. The only issue was that you two were going on 7 months of being together and he still hadn't made a move toward sex. Though not having sex with you right away fit perfectly with his gentleman persona, but you had needs, it was nice that he wasn't rushing you into anything but you started to feel like a sex crazed animal at times because every small thing he did started to turn you on, his small acts of kindness, the way he talked, how he cuddles you on the couch while you watched movies, you two hadn't even French kissed yet and every time he licked his lips you just wondered how his long tongue would feel exploring your body. Seonghwa has never even spent the night at your house, you haven't even gotten to see him shirtless yet but you had a plan, if he was too much of a gentleman to make a move then you had no other choice but to take matters into your own hands.

"Y/N? You okay? You kind of zoned out there." Seonghwa asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! Uh, so since it's getting late I was thinking we could watch movies at your place or mine, maybe a christmas movie marathon ?" You presented the idea to him, this was going to be phase 1 of your plan to get into Seonghwa's pants.

Seonghwa finished his hot chocolate and smiled at you. "Sure that sounds fun, it got pretty dark anyways, we can head to my apartment." He started to gather all the trash to clean the table and you two headed out.

...

You two were on your second movie, it was getting pretty late at this point which was perfect, you could now move into phase two.

You fake yawned and stretched while Seonghwa held you in his arms. "Boy it got so late so fast, I sure am tired from all the fun today." You said in a fake sleepy voice.

"Yeah I guess you're right it is late, You want to grab your stuff so I can take you home?" He asked

"It's so late I'm sure you're tired, I can sta-"

"Oh, it's no problem you only live about 20 minutes away and I'm not tired at all." He smiled at you.

"O-okay well um sure... I guess you can take me." Damn Seonghwa and his care for you, just as you were gathering your things you both got an alert on your phones.

WARNING: EXTREME SNOW STORM IN YOUR AREA PLEASE BE ADVISED TO STAY OFF ROADS

"Oh universe you beautiful being, thank you for wanting me to get laid just as bad as me." you thought to yourself. "Look Seonghwa, looks like we have to stay here." You said to him, he walked over to his window and raised his blinds to reveal a whited out snow storm swallowing the streets.

"Hm, guess your right, are you comfortable with staying he-"

"Yes!" Seonghwa looked at you a bit taken aback from your speedy reply. "I mean... yeah I would hate to put you in harm's way to take me home." You smiled trying not to be suspicious.

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow a bit as he noticed your strange behavior but he just brushed it off. "Right well I can grab you some extra clothes and a towel to shower."

"No need, I actually have some clothes in my bag." You said as you dug in your tote and pulled out some sleep clothing.

Seonghwa was wondering why you were carrying your tote instead of your normal purse and why it was so full. "You just so happened to have clothes in your bag today?" he questioned.

"Yeah, ya know, just in case I spilled something or tore my pants ice skating?" You said trying to get him not to suspect anything.

"But those are paja-"

"Anyways I'm gonna go get in the shower." You hurried to the bathroom to start the water, once inside you carefully took off your clothes and got into the shower. A few minutes passed and you heard a knock on the door. "Come in." you yelled out.

"Y/N I brought you a towel to dry off with and some lotion and an extra toothbrush, if you need anything else let me know okay?"

"Well actually I would love for you to wash my back, I can't reach it." For a moment there was silence. "D-did you hear me?" Silence again. "Seonghwa?" You asked, once you didn't get an answer you pulled the shower curtain back and saw that you were once again alone in the bathroom, the rushing water drowned out the sound of the door closing again, you heavily sighed in defeat and and finished your shower, you dried off, brushed your teeth and lathered up with your own lotion, it was vanilla cupcake scented like Seonghwa likes, he mentioned loving when you smelled like a bakery. You dropped your towel finally and pulled out your clothes from your bag, this definitely was going to seduce Seonghwa, a pair of short shorts with a white trim and a t-shirt of his he let you borrow and you never gave back and to tie it all together a blue and black lacey panty and bralette set you bought a while ago. You sprayed on your matching vanilla perfume and walked out the bathroom, you looked around and saw that Seonghwa wasn't in the living room anymore so you walked to his bedroom door and stood there. You had never even seen Seonghwa's room before now that you thought about it, you knocked and a few moments later the door opened revealing Seonghwa in his Animal crossing tee shirt and shorts.

"Y/N, you're finally done, sorry I was showering and getting something so I can sleep in the guest room, come in." You looked at him confused as you stepped in the room.

"Wait, you have a spare bathroom in here?" he chuckled at you.

"Yeah, I was going to let you use it, but you rushed to the guest one." He walked back over to grab a few things.

You watched him collect his items for a moment. "I like your pjs, they are adorable."

"Thanks, I got it as a gift from my friends." He glanced over at you. "I see we are both wearing my clothes." He giggled.

"Yeah sorry I meant to give it back but it's so cozy, If you want I could take it off." You said trying to throw a hint at him once again.

"It's fine, looks cuter on you anyways." He said as he pecked your cheek and headed for the bedroom door. "If you need anything just let me know okay? Goodnight Y/N."

"Wait! You know you don't have to sleep in the other room you could always... sleep with me, I would hate to put you out."

"It's no big deal, if it wasn't for this storm you'd be home in your bed alone, so it's the least I can do, night." and just like that he was gone, damn his gentleman ways.

...

You laid in his bed, alone, wishing he was next to you, holding the blanket, imagining being wrapped up in his arms while he kissed you softly, you wanted to feel him being so needy for you he is rutting his hard cock on your ass. The smell of his cologne on the sheets made the pit in your stomach hot, you slowly slid your hands between your thighs, you brushed past your heat, you needed his touch, you yearned for it. You wanted to know how he breathed while he made love to you, you imagined he was a gentle lover, slow and easy sex came to mind when you thought of Seonghwa, he was probably very closed off and vanilla and you would be lying if you said you didn't want to corrupt your sweet boyfriend. Then the thought that maybe he was inexperienced or scared, was he a virgin? You needed to know, you needed to find out and you were tired of being coy about it. You sprung out of Seonghwa's bed and headed to the guest room, you didn't even knock, you just entered, Seonghwa was in bed scrolling on his phone before he looked up to see you standing in the doorway.

"Y/n? Everything okay? Did you need something?" He asked as he put his phone down and sat up.

You didn't say a word, you got up and walked up to the edge of the bed, your thoughts were running rampant and you needed him more than ever.

"Y/N? Do you want something?" Seonghwa asked with a touch of concern in his voice.

"I want you Hwa..." You said as you got on to the bed, you crawled up the length of his blanketed body, he scooted back until his back was against the headboard, you stopped to sit on his legs. "If you're scared or never experienced this before it's okay, I can help you, I can teach you everything you need to know."

"Y-you will?" He said nervously, you nodded your head. "Is that why you've been acting weird, you wanted to... do that with me?"

You nodded again. "Only if you're ready."

"I am!" He nodded frantically. "Can we go back to my room?" you sat on the side to let him get up and he led you back to his room, it was cute honestly, he pulled you down onto the bed and got on top of you. Your eyes met before he placed his lips onto yours, kissing Seonghwa always gave you butterflies but this felt hot and passionate.

"I can touch and do whatever I want right?" He asked sweetly.

"Of course you can." You cupped his cheek. "Touch me as much as you want, you have my full permission, and we can go as slow as you need and I'll even help you." You wanted to be as helpful as possible, you didn't want him to feel like he was going in blindly.

"Really?" you nodded. "Okay well close your eyes and lift your arms" you raised your eyebrows in confusion but maybe he had something he had seen somewhere that he wanted to try, you obliged and lifted your arms and closed your eyes.

You couldn't see it but a devious smile was plastered on Seonghwa's face. "You know Y/N you really shocked me being so forward tonight." you could hear his night stand opening but chose to ignore it, that is until you feel a soft cotton tightening around both of your wrists. You got confused and tried to put your arms down but realized you couldn't, you tried again and your eyes shot open with Seonghwa laughing. You looked up to see black cotton cuffs bonding you to the bed, you looked back at Seonghwa confused.

"Aw look at the cute poor little confused look on your face, I almost feel bad for playing with you my flower." Seonghwa said as he sat on his knees in front of you.

"What do you mean playing with me? What are these cuffs?" You questioned.

He chuckled at your confusion again. "Sweetheart you didn't really believe I was some scared little virgin did you?"

"Well... yeah."

"How sweet, but sorry to break it to you, I'm not, but damn was it sexy to see you so willing to teach me how to fuck you properly, kinda wish I would have went along with it, but I could never lie to you."

"Wait then why have you never made a move on me? Even tonight when I was dropping hints you wouldn't budge."

Seonghwa sighed a bit. "Well, I try to stay true to being the proper gentleman I am, however the way I have sex... the things I like are everything but gentle. I know it can scare some women away and I really like you Y/N, so I figured I'd suppress my urges and very slowly reel you in after sometime but my naughty little flower just couldn't wait." He said as he pinched your nose playfully. "But with your full permission of course I'd love to show you somethings I like."

You could feel your core jumping with excitement at his question. "Yes, please show me Seonghwa." you said in a very needy voice.

He smiled at you. "Already so needy for me, let's get started.

...

2 thin pieces of rope were behind each of your knees to bind you to the bed along with your hands, your legs were nice and spread open while your bare pussy was on display for Seonghwa. He stood on his knees between your legs on the bed, all his clothes removed except his boxer briefs that left very little to the imagination, you averted your eyes to avoid his lustful eye contact. You jolted at the feeling of his fingers rubbing your wet core, whimpering softly every time he would lightly brush your needy nub.

"You're already so wet, you really were excited to teach me how to fuck you huh baby?" You said in a teasing tone, his two fingers started to slowly rub "O's" on your clit and you bit your lip to avoid moaning, he grabbed your chin to make you face him. "Y/N it's not nice to hold back, let me see and hear you while I make a mess of your pretty pussy." He let go of your chin then removed his fingers from your clit, he slid them into your while his thumb on his other hand rubbed your clit, you moaned while watching his slowly glide his digits in and out on you, the slow motion driving you crazy because you wanted more, he saw the lust in your greedy eyes and smiled. "My precious little flower, you look like you want to say something, what's wrong?" Again he was taunting you, he knew what you wanted, but he wanted to hear you beg more than anything.

"Please... faster." you couldn't handle getting your sentence out and before you could ask you started to rock your hips, grinding down on his fingers, not being able to do much with your legs being restrained. The burning urge to cum got worse as he started to move his fingers in and out while curling them up to stimulate your spot, louder moans fell from your lips.

"My little flower, please don't be rude, answer me with complete sentences only." His thumb started to flick your clit faster, your head dropped back at the teasing stimulation, you wouldn't be able to cum with him going so slow but it felt amazing, you just needed more.

"Please~ fuck me with ngh~ your fingers faster." you managed to say, Seonghwa didn't hesitate to drive his digits into you at a faster rate, he made sure to keep curling his fingers upward to keep tapping your gummy spot, your moans got louder the faster he went, you wanted to close your legs around his arm but again you couldn't, you just had to take it. The loud and obscene squelching noises and moans mixed with his groans could kill a nun, you felt your climax coming as the feeling in your stomach started to come. He never stopped flicking your clit and with his fingers so deep and beating your spot you had no choice but to have an intense orgasm all over him and his bed, perhaps too intense as you felt warm liquid on your legs, you looked down to see yourself erupting like a volcano. Embarrassment quickly filled your body as you never experienced squirting before.

"I-I'm sorry." You said, Seonghwa giggled at your embarrassment, he leaned forward to kiss you, the kiss was like a normal kiss he would usually give you, passionate and full of love, but during you noticed that his fingers started to move inside of you again, your moans being swallowed by him, you wanted to plead for him to stop but the feeling of being so sensitive due to over stimulation felt amazing, your hips once again started to buck up. He pulled back from the kiss and you immediately started to whimper.

"My sweet flower are you already coming undone for me? I still haven't even gotten to taste you yet." Your brain froze hearing the word taste as you knew exactly what was coming next, Seonghwa laid down in sniper position, his face inches away from your cunt. He kept his fingers inside while he attached his lips to your bulb, you yelled a string of curse words, your fingers and toes wiggled as your eyes rolled back, you wanted to push his head away, grip something, wrap your legs around his head, anything but again you just had to endure the overwhelming feeling.

"You're just as sweet as I imagined my love, I could spend the rest of my life drinking from you." He continued to finger you while his long tongue that you would day dream about for what seemed like hours lapped circles around your clit and occasionally licked stripes along your pussy. You were gasping as your second orgasm started to build up, Seonghwa's fingers never stopped, he started to leave kisses on your clit. "Can you cum for me one more time? I need to taste how sweet you are when you cum." Your legs started to quiver as he sped up the pace of his fingers, you started to see stars as you squirted again, you felt panic rush through you as you didn't want to squirt on his face but when you looked down you saw and felt Seonghwa drinking from you like you were a water fountain. Once you finally started to come down Seonghwa pulled his face out of your already fucked out pussy, your slick dripping from his chin as it covered his face from his nose down. Seonghwa wiped his face then freed you from your binds. As soon as you were free you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, a thank you for two of the best orgasms of your life.

His hands traveled up your body to finally remove the remainder of your clothing. "On all fours for me beautiful." Without question you turned around with your ass in the air, once again putting yourself on full display for him. "Can you put your arms back here for me?" He asked, you were curious about his next move but still obeyed. You laid your face on the pillow and put your arms behind you Seonghwa grabbed on and placed the cuff back on your wrist, this time he cuffed each of your hands to your ankles. He reached for the night stand again to get a condom and slide it down his shaft, you could feel his large hands grip your hips and put you in place, your back naturally arched as you prepared yourself for him. "Are you ready my love?" He asked.

"Yes, I need you so bad Seonghwa." You were eager to finally know how it felt to be one with him, he pumped himself a few times then placed his tip at your entrance, he slowly started to enter you, pulling back out then back in to feed you his length. It didn't take much for you to start to moan out for him to give you more of him, instead he went slow, he wanted you to feel every inch of him, enjoy every second of him fucking you until your mind broke. After a few moments he finally bottomed out inside of you, you had always seen prints of Seonghwa's dick through his sweatpants but you never truly knew he was this long, he reached the very back of your pussy with ease as your pussy started to squeeze him rapidly.

"You're squeezing me so tight baby fuck, I love how this pussy feels." He started to roll his hips while he was stationed deep inside of you, you could feel his dick in the pit of your stomach and with the position you were stuck in it felt like he was digging even deeper inside of you. Seonghwa finally pulled half way out then back in as he started to fuck his long dick into your pussy, the long awaited need to feel him inside you was over and it felt amazing. This wasn't what you expected but Seonghwa far exceeded expectations, he knew exactly how to fuck you like he had experience with your pussy exactly, he made sure not to pound into you but kept a fast and consistent speed, you couldn't think straight as you became cock drunk off of him. You had your cheek on the pillow as your eyes rolled back and you moaned loudly for him.

"Please don't stop, you feel so good Seonghwa." You gasped out, he was fucking you so good you could feel the drool leave your mouth and couldn't do anything about it. Seonghwa kept up his pace then the sound of Velcro ripping filled the room as he undid one of your cuffs then the other, you thought he was going to change positions but instead he grabbed you by your throat and lifted you off the bed, he kept his pace as his dick went even deeper inside of you, he attached his lips to your ear. "You're taking me so well baby." He said as he sped up, you whined in return. "My cute little flower all fucked out the first time taking my dick, poor thing." Him teasing you only added to your orgasm you could feel the pit in your stomach returning, he turned your head to the side as his hand squeezed your throat tighter, he placed his lips on yours, his tongue started to explore your mouth, the kiss was hot and wet, you couldn't hold yourself together anymore and covered his dick in your cum, only a few more pumps and Seonghwa released into the condom. Your body went limp in his hands as he laid you down on the bed gently.

You were shaking, your mouth covered with spit while your pussy was still pulsing, all you could do was breathe heavily, you didn't even notice Seonghwa left the room until he came back with something in his hand. He sat back on the bed and adjusted your legs for you to help clean you up, he then wiped the spit from your mouth and opened a bottle of water and put it to your lips. "Here drink." he slowly poured the cold water into your mouth as you sipped slowly like a baby kitten.

"Thank you." You said then sat up, just now realizing the bed was soaked. "I'm sorry about your bed..." You said still feeling a bit embarrassed. "I've never did... that before."

"You're being so shy for a girl that was offering to pop my cherry a while ago." He laughed while he finished the bottle of water he had and you nudged his shoulder.

"That's because I thought you were a scary little virgin or something, I didn't think you'd be some kind of sex wizard."

He nearly choked on his water laughing. "Not sure what a sex wizard is but I appreciate any compliment coming from you." He said as he leaned in to kiss your lips. "How about we freshen up and go to sleep in the guest room tonight?" You nodded your head, You and Seonghwa got cleaned up and then went to the other room, it felt nice to be cuddled up with him like this.

"So... did you like it?" he asked.

"I loved it." you quickly answered.

"Most of the women I've slept with don't contact me again after we have sex."

"Well 1 I'm your girlfriend 2 you'll probably have to get me to stop asking you for sex now."

He chuckled at you, then kissed your forehead. "Goodnight Y/N, I love you."

"Goodnight Seonghwa, I love you too!"

A peaceful silence filled the room.

"Can we fuck again in the morning?"

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[m0llygunn]

coco chanel (eddie munson x reader)

warnings: 18+! mature language, mature content a/n: sorry coco chanel for befouling your rule but it had to be done once i thought it wc: 1k

“Before you leave the house, look in the mirror and take one thing off.” “It is always better to be underdressed.” -Coco Chanel

Coco Chanel said that before you leave the house, you should look in the mirror and take one thing off. You like to follow the rule. It’s fun and you’ve never had any qualms about it before. It’s easily become a favourite part of your routine, finding the one thing you could do without. You love the idea of metaphorically tipping your hat to such an icon in the fashion industry. It's intrinsically rewarding, and an ode to how seriously you take your own sense of style. 

So yeah, normally you’re content to do it. It’s all in the name of the classic fashion icon herself. 

But not today. Today, you really like everything you have on. It took you forever to put together tonight’s attire, but you managed to assemble what you think is your best work yet.

“What’re you doing?” Eddie asks curiously, coming up behind you, fully dressed, shoes on, and keys in hand. Normally, you’re the first one ready, so this is a testament to how difficult your decision has been. 

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he looks at you with a raised brow, catching your gaze through the floor length mirror that you’ve been staring at yourself in for the last eternity as you’ve been perfecting your outfit, and even longer now that you’re trying to decide what you’re going to sacrifice to the fashion gods.

“I have to take one thing off.” You state, only catching his eye for a split second. 

“Why?” He laughs. Normally, it’s an easy process, one that happens quickly, and has stayed privy to Eddie for that very reason. 

“Because Coco Chanel said so.” You state. 

“Who?” He laughs again, catching your eye in the mirror. 

“Coco Chanel. Founder of Chanel? Fashion revolutionist?” You say, quirking a smile at his innocence of the fashion world despite him being one of the most fashion forward metalheads you know. He’s definitely not in the Coco Chanel genre of fashion, but his chains and rings are highly ranked in your personal tier of favourite looks. 

“Not a clue.” He says, returning your smile.

Looking back at your outfit, you huff an exasperated sigh. 

“She just had this stupid fashion rule that you should take one thing off before you leave the house. It’s to help with minimalism and not overdoing everything. She said it’s always better to be underdressed.” You finish, gently mocking her words purely out of your dwindling patience for yourself.

“Should I take something off?” He asks, jetting his chin out to rest it on your shoulder.

“No, you look good.” You answer, patting his cheek gently. It’s true, he always looks good. While he accessorizes heavily and puts clear effort into his image, you think he could wear a garbage bag and still pull it off. There’s just something about the way he carries himself that always has you applauding how good he looks— or maybe you’re just biased because you love him. 

“You look good.” He says, hands grabbing your hips. “Always look fucking good. It’s sinful.” He says lowly, turning his face just enough to press a kiss to your cheek.

Still perturbed by your issue, you turn in his grip slightly, checking your outfit from the side. A useless action, it’s not like some excessive article of clothing is going to just appear on your backside for you to take off— but then your eye catches on a nearly invisible wrinkle on your hip. A practically non-existent seam lying just under your form fitting dress.

Maybe.

You look at your jewelry one last time before making your decision.

“Seriously, should I be taking something off too? This seems important.” Eddie asks, eyes still planted on you as his grip remains firm on your hips. 

Fuck it.

You bend at the waist, sliding your fingers under the hem of your dress, grabbing at the thin layer of your underwear and pulling it down. Eddie’s keys drop to the floor in his excitement.

“Woah, woah— is this you telling me to take my pants off?” Eddie laughs, his hands pulling your dress up even higher, gathering it around your waist, putting your lower half on full display as he bends back, indulging himself in a heart-eyed glance at your ass. 

“I'm sure Coco Chanel didn’t include underwear on her list of things to take off but I don't care.” You huff, mostly annoyed with yourself for following her stupid rule in the first place. “This is the only thing I’m willing to sacrifice.” You say, looking up at Eddie through the mirror as you step out of the lace thong and pick it up from the floor. He recognizes your annoyance but is too busy ogling and feeling the freshly exposed parts of you. 

“Jesus Christ, I don’t know if I should hate Coco Chanel or love her.” Eddie breaths, hands rubbing up your bare hips as he presses his hips into your behind. 

“Seems like you love her if your dick pressing into my ass is any consolation.” You say, huffing a laugh as you watch his eyes trail over your body in the mirror. 

“Fuck, love you more though.” He mumbles, lips brushing against your neck as he presses himself even closer into you, making you feel just how much he loves you. 

“Sure. You would say that when you're hard.” You laugh, spinning to face him. 

You bring your hands to the hem of your dress, shimmying it down, and despite Eddie’s quickly blown out pupils and the desperation already seeping out of his gaze, he moves his hands to let you. 

“Wanna add something to your outfit.” You tease, dangling your underwear out in front of him. 

“Fuck yeah, I’ll take those.” He smiles, snatching them from you and quickly tucking them into his back pocket. 

continuation here

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[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Heyyy I'm sooo happy that you're back ! I hope you're doing ok now ! Make sure to take good care of yourself.☺️

if it's not too much, can we have some Verosika and fizzarolli headcanons with a lil sister reader (platonic obviously)

"Little Sis" ; Fizzarolli, Verosika Mayday

Look. You're probably the only one he actually kept around after the whole incident with the circus and following him into his employment with Mammon.

You get to see him at his absolute worst, when he's struggling with Mammon, the abuse, the exploitation, you get a front-row seat to every breakdown and panic attack.

And he had the desire to keep you out of that life. Forever. So he'd never let you attend any performances or shows where Mammon was present.

You could see him at Ozzie's, see all the cool songs and tricks he could do, but other than that? He didn't want to risk Mammon scouting you as potential talent. He thinks he'd go insane if something ever happened to put you in the position he's in.

"But Fizz, why can't I ever see you at the Clown Pageant?"

"Y/N, it's... It's not a nice place. If it were, I'd let you, but... please. For me, don't argue with me. I don't... want you seeing what I do there."

Of course, reluctantly, you agree. If it's that important to him, he must be being truthful that there are things you'd just rather not see there.

But after Fizz quits? He shows you all the videos online of Ozzie protecting him. :)

Speaking of!! You get to meet and chill with Ozzie! A total gentleman towards both you and your big brother, and you can see the way Fizzarolli's face flushes whenever Ozzie holds his hand or makes a sweet compliment.

Honestly, Asmodeus is one of the few people who's been able to make your brother smile and laugh throughout the duration of his absolute misery.

And of course, it's important for Asmodeus to meet his future sister-in-law!

You've spent your entire life making him happy. And now that he's free, he can finally return the favor. :))

Verosika's sibling? I doubt you're not part of her posse, and therefore, famous alongside her and her clique. Both in Hell and on Earth.

She calls you "sis", "bro", or "sib", depending on what pronouns you use.

"Hey, sib! Coco and Apple and I are going shopping, wanna come? Last one in the car's a fucking virgin."

She's a pretty irresponsible big sister, honestly. She'll swear, make innuendos, and take you places you probably shouldn't be. But the second someone actually tries some shit on you, it's over. Those heels of hers are rather painful when embedded in someone's dick, after all.

You were with her through her breakup with Blitzø, and you, like Fizz's sibling, also got to see her at her worst. Baggy hoodies, runny mascara, ice cream, filthy hair, depression... The works. She never meant for you to see her like that. It was jarring, and she knows it, to see someone so confident and sweet become so broken and petty.

But on the plus side, she ended up giving you a ton of things because she wanted to try and salvage all the relationships she already had, with you, with her posse, hell, probably even with your guys' parents.

She's also super protective of you. As a succubus in Hell, she knows better than almost anyone else how touchy and unwelcomely handsy others can be with your kind. So she always makes sure to have some pepper spray on her, at the very least, plus teaching you the whole 'keys between the fingers' trick.

"Okay, so you stick each of these keys between your fingers... Yeah, like that! And then you punch 'im in the dick. And if it's a lady? Ditch the keys, purple nurple her."

It's honestly a bit eerie how well-versed she is, but hey, it's Hell, a girl's gotta protect herself somehow. And she'll be damned if her little sibling can't do it, either.

You have your spats, but deep down, the both of you love each other. Nothing could change that.

I hope you enjoy never sleeping, though, because damn, her karaoke nights last forever- At least she can sing, I guess-

#helluva boss x reader #verosika x reader #helluva boss verosika #verosika helluva boss #verosika mayday #helluva verosika #Verosika Helluva #hb verosika #fizzarolli #hb fizzarolli #helluva fizzarolli #fizzarolli helluva boss #helluva boss fizzarolli #fizzarolli x reader #helluva boss x you #helluva boss x y/n #helluva x reader #helluva boss #helluvaboss

[todayontumblr]

Friday, June 23.

Art Deco.

Everything must be Deco, dahling.

Fashion comes and goes, but style is forever, someone once said. Somewhen. In fact, this quote is attributed to a few different sources: Yves Saint Laurent, and Coco Chanel, among others. If no one is claiming attribution, we would happily take the credit in the spirit of finders-keepers. 

"Fashion comes and goes, but style is forever."

—Tumblr Staff. 

Got a certain ring, don't you think? In any case, we are taking this Friday, June 23 to celebrate one of those aforementioned eternal visual styles, #art deco, daaahling. We couldn't help but notice you fine folk of the dashboard enjoying this same style—what the French so Frenchly call, Arts Décoratifs, following the 1925 Exposition internationale des arts décoratifs et industriels modernes (International Exhibition of Modern Decorative and Industrial Arts) held in (where else?) Paris. Daaaaaaaaaaaahling! 

We will bid you a Merry Friday and hope to catch you at tonight's Great Gatsby-style event. You know, the extravagant one at the Art Deco-y place in, uh... Noo Yawk. Everyone is going to be there.

Daaaaaaaaahlings x 

#today on tumblr #art deco #style #fashion #design #deco #paris #france #america #empire state building #aethestic #decor #art deco style #art deco architecture #retro

[kustas]

I'd love to hear your hashtag wha critical thoughts about recent developments if you feel like sharing them :)

I'll preface this with saying that for this answer I will not be making a distinction between my personal tastes and what is "objectively worst". The TLDR is I have felt like WHA's been dipping in quality since book 8 approximately.

One of WHA's strong points is its ongoing theme of accessibility, via its premise of how magic is purposefully restricted from people, and via its characters, mostly the kids, who showcase various life issues and allow the story to talk about how to solve them. Disability is an important one and was at the center of book 8, which is one of my favorites. You get to see Tartah and Coco work together for a goal (=making their friend a better mobility aid), and by doing so they brainstorm the why and then how which allows for complex notions to be carried out and explained to the reader. Cute story with touching implications that flows well. This quote in particular sums up so well what WHA is "about"

After this we transition rather brutally to the latest ongoing arc of the Silver Eve. This arc has been ongoing for years now, and three volumes, making it the longest so far, I'll come back to that, putting a star on it [*]. It delves further into aspects of accessibility the series had talked about before - access to magic, access to healthcare, and poverty. This is where this blog's namesake gets relevant. Custas is a kid who was already poor, who got badly wounded ending up disabled, and who because of that was stuck in a situation with no good endings: he can't make money in his state and needs money to get out of his state. On top of this gets added magic, and comes back the question at the center of WHA: Is it wrong to restrict the use of magic, and how?

After the arc is kickstarted by Custas getting his share of spilled beans of magical secrets revealed, enter immediatly strong players via ch.48's introduction of the Wise Ones and the king himself. The political aspect of how the world works was not mentioned before. Great chapter, interesting stuff all around, personally answered much of my questions. Immediatly after this chapter the focus in 49 fully switches to the Knights and their job, and the rest of the chapter is dedicated to a story of a sexual assault survivor and how she made it. It's a surprising topic to see pop up and it's handled with the respect it deserves. Chapter 50 goes back to Coco and her troubles. This concludes book 9 and...it makes for a Lot of stuff to deal with. Put a Second star on that. [**]

Addressing those stars before we move on:

[*] This arc is taking forever. WHA's arcs in earlier volumes only took a few chapters. This arc has taken three books thus far and I doubt we have reach its climax yet. I personally don't like it and it raises an issue the series did not have before: Will the payoff be worth it? Where it is worrying for the future of the series is that manga serialized regularly tend to up the stakes progressively until the end and it might...not work out.

[**] Too many things at once unresolved. This has already had consequences with the progressive vanishing of something WHA was once excellent at: sneakily introducing elements that get used a few arcs later in important ways. The manga has been, for a while now, accumulating unfinished plot threads via not answering the questions it opens and instead adding more and more characters. Jumping from a group of characters to another was not an issue beforehand because unlike this arc's, chapters took place at different times and/or in totally different places. The Silver Eve is both set in time AND place, making it hard to follow because all sideplot happen at once.

Book 10 continues to accumulate ongoing unresolved plots with: the royal family being shady, Agott's struggles irt. her mother, Dagda running around confused and tracked by the Knights, Custas and Ininia jumping Tartah and Coco, and Galga's accident + relationship.

Book 11 does the same adding Agott's crush on Coco, the actual festival, Jujy's inner troubles...Funnily enough, this page is a good summary of the ongoing mess.

Instead of solving all of this stuff we instead get stakes ramped up to 100 with the introduction of what I can only describe as a kaiju attack. As much as I love the horror and drama element, given what was already going on, this does NOT strike me as a good decision.

Now, we go back to the three latest chapters. These follow the same subplot: Custas' faction change and Coco's attempts to save him. This subplot has, to me, a whole lot of issues. Way earlier on in the story, even before Dagda's ambush, I had issues with how Custas was portrayed in relation to his anger, being drawn weirdly spooky for...a frustrated poor kid? Others have also pointed out it wasn't great to have one of your only dark skinned characters be a slum kid. Obviously given my handle on here, I am still a huge fan of the character. After chapter 45 (included), I already found it a bit tasteless to have so much horrors piled on him. WHA is a rather unsubtle series at time which I really, really dislike. Sure, makes it hard to miss the point, but when you're dealing with sensitive topics it can fall into touchy territory fast...

In the latest chapters, Coco appears to save Custas, the "how" part of her plan still being a mystery. Meanwhile, a timelooped and very confused Dagda looks for him, accompanied by Lulucy, who knows them both and is unaware of their ties with forbidden magic. She ends up telling him to abandon the faction he sided with by literally ripping off the brim of his hat with her magic. Meanwhile, Lulucy starts attacking him on sight. I have so, so so many issues with all of this.

Coco's story is about knowing the system in place sucks. Custas' story is about being screwed over by the same system. The story explicitly points those two out as mirrors: Custas is what would have happened to Coco without the right support. Coco's unique POV on the pointed hat witches shows us many prior times they are not the good guys. Hell, Custas himself talks about how the pointed hat's magical gatekeeping prevented him from living a better life.

To me, the point was supposed to be: the system in place doesn't work, which results in people in need not getting help. We loop back to the accessibility I started off mentioning. Yes, before the current system, bad things happened - but the current system is still allowing other bad things to happen now. So...why is Coco pushing Custas to join the pointed hats and abandon the faction he sided with? If a character who was upholding the status quo was doing so it would make sense (like Beldaruit) but Coco as a main character exists partially to point out why the pointed hats are not good. She demonstrates it to the reader via what happens to her AND knows it as a character. It comes off as inconsistent and frankly makes little sense.

Speaking of inconsistencies...why does Lulucy not recognize Custas, a child she's known for a while? Why does the young prince, introduced as a suspicious character on behalf of his family's unknown goals, become a helpful selfless little guy? Why are the Knights, originally introduced as an antagonistic faction because they are a milita enforcing the status quo, suddenly portrayed as fighting for good as a bunch of remarkable individuals?

Ah yes, the cops. I'm going to address something really fast about them. It makes me frankly uncomfortable the author chose their faction to evoke the two very sensitive topics of sexual assault and homophobia. I think the way those topics themselves were handled without greater context was surprisingly good, and it's touching in the first place to see an author who not only cares, but uses her series, destined partially for younger readers, to explain why she cares. However, Witch Hat is a very black and white series: the bad guys are bad and ugly and you should dislike them, the good guys are good and you should like them. There are some exceptions but who have been losing steam as of late. While originally introduced as a group of individuals who act in problematic ways for their day job, the Knights have slowly lost that bad guy flavor to become a fun band of colleagues/friends. They are law enforcers who enforce unjust laws, but it seems that the author's not on board with people hating them because this is the second time she gave a Knight a tragic backstory that makes them more sympathetic to the reader. First of: I do not see what's to redeem about them if the story's about changing an unjust system, so I don't get the necessity to make them nicer. Secondly: at least in my country (which has legal gay marriage and notably less sexist than Japan) law enforcement is renowned to not help sexual assault victims or gay people. The Knights Moralis are fantasy cops and cops, in real life, tend to abandon people who need their help regarding those two issues - if not worsen them, and count a majority of sexists/homophobes among their ranks. Making your unsubtly cop stand-in faction have both characters with those issues comes off as at least a poor decision if not bad taste.

(big words from the guys introduced in the story by arresting a bunch of children who were on a rescue mission for a misunderstanding they would not have cared about. Die idgaf)

Some more surface level things:

The art. The first books of WHA are noticeably more complex in their style featuring more reaslistic proportions for the characters. Latest arc has seen art lose some of the decorative "classic" flair in the linework and characters looking simpler and stylized to look way...Younger? In a way I do not like. Yes, it's expected for manga series to see their style evolve. I also want to make this clear: I consider the pace imposed on manga artists to be inhumane and if Shirahama had decided to draw her manga as stick figures to work less I'd be down for it.

The dialog. While WHA is very in your face (you may call it preachy) the dialog in the latest chapters especially Coco's feels off. A 12yo wouldn't give off speeches about the world in the heat of battle. When it's a calm scene between two characters discussing a deep thing, sure. When it's an epic public adult figure (see: Dean), sure. I'd prefer having the kids talk like kids.

Goddamn the story has become less nuanced and subtle over the time. Scenes like Qifrey getting confronted by Tartah post mindwiping his grandpa owned. The story's current "morally grey" moments just don't do it for me anymore. No, I don't want the witch politicians of the faction you established as a mistake beforehand to continue. I don't care if the fantasy cops are offended by a grieving husband pointing out they suck. I kinda wish he'd thrown hands actually

So...yeah, that's about it. While WHA's plot beats has always been impossible for me to predict, I don't know if I can trust where the story is going anymore. The fans eating it up confuse me and I might even get hate for posting this. Truth is, while some aspects have always been more or less present in the series since the start, I've felt like the really good bits that balanced it out have been going extinct. I don't know why and it's none of my business to. Some friends have pointed out we might be reaching a point where the author ran out of pre-written story and is now improvising. What's a bit concerning to me is I've also noticed she's way less active on social media, where she used to post regular bonus material for the series, this has stopped and I hope it's not because she lost her interest for the series or way worst, is overworked. Given the conditions for mangaka it wouldn't be impossible and like previously stated, I am of the opinion that no comic book series is worth putting their author's life, health and free time down. It's more important than me disliking the comic.

And regarding Custas - him joining the atelier to study with Qifrey would not be a good ending, no matter what the fandom says. It won't be cute found family. Custas has a family who's unique member wouldn't be able to follow him as a witch. That ending would separate a very traumatized child from the only adult he has in his life that gives him unconditional love and support. Custas needs to not be seen as a criminal so the rest of his life won't be over, and also a whole bunch of cash.

I'm not excited for the anime.

#ask #witch hat atelier #this took me like DAYS to type sorry

[miracleintheandes]

i recently watched the movie and started randomly watching interviews of both the actors and survivors and i found this interview Roberto gave on an uruguayan morning show (which actually goes on more about how he’s doing in his present life, but talked about the disaster a little bit) where he tells the story of how apparently his father found out about his survival from a cab driver which i found so incredible i would’ve loved to see it in the movie 😭 imagine your son has been missing forever and you’re in argentina in a shit mood and a shit trip and suddenly the cab driver is like “did you see they found the kids who landed in the Andes alive? some guys named Canessa and Parrado” it must have been so damn powerful.

Yes!! Roberto’s father (Juan Carlos) did find out his son was alive while on a taxi in Buenos Aires. He was on his way to his cousin’s place after several frustrated attempts to locate the wreckage and the boys, in which he was joined by Roy’s father, Carlitos’ father, Coco’s father and also the father of Laura Surraco (Roberto’s girlfriend and now wife).

The next day he was going back to Uruguay, completely defeated.

The taxi driver was like “did you hear about the Uruguayan plane?”. The plane he and the other fathers were in malfuctioned at least three times in the process, which forced at least two emergency landings, so at first he thought the taxi driver was referring to that and he was like “wait how did you know?”

Then the taxi driver said that two of the Uruguayan rugby players who vanished in the Andes had been found alive and turned up the radio.

When Juan Carlos heard “Canessa” he cried, hugged and kissed the taxi driver. In the following years, whenever he was back in Buenos Aires, he tried in vain to locate that driver. He doesn’t even know his name.

Just one of many incredible details of this story.

#society of the snow #ask

[littlespacereader]

‘Twas the Night in a Bookshop🎄❄️📖

Caregiver!Aziraphale, Caregiver!Crowley & GN Little!Reader (SFW)

Tags - night before Christmas style fic, littles are known, Crowley and Aziraphale’s become the readers caregiver, holiday fluff, cuddles

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the streets,

Not a person was there, no one to meet.

Y/N walked alone, tears running down their face.

They had no one to celebrate, no one to embrace.

Their wondering led them to a bookshop, the only place open.

So in went the sad little, whose heart felt broken.

Inside a man with white hair welcome them in,

“I don’t mean to pry but where have you been?”

Y/n shook their head, wiping the tears from their eyes.

“I don’t have anyone to celebrate the the holiday with me.” They said through cries.

The commotion got the attention of the man with red hair.

Who seemly appeared out of thin air.

He never usually cared, never got upset,

But even he felt bad for the Little, he only just met.

“There no need to cry, you’re more than welcomed to spend holidays with us.”

Though they had only just met the two, they felt they could trust.

So the sad holiday night turned happy,

even though Crowley kept call all the games tacky.

The three followed all the holiday traditions,

then at the end of the night came a proposition.

“We’ve been having such a wonderful time with you and want it to last forever,

We’d like to be your Caregivers and be a family together.”

Y/N looked at Aziraphale and Crowley, the nicest Caregivers they had ever met.

And nodded their head yes, getting the best holiday present they could ever get.

The rest of the night was spent next to the fire place all cuddled up.

With hot coco filled to the tops of their cups.

The lonely night turned around real fast,

With love that was here to last.

#age regression #age regressor #agere little #agere #sfw age regression #sfw agere #agere post #little space #sfw littlespace #age regression blog #caregiver!aziraphale #caregiver!crowley #little blog #sfw little stuff #little!reader #good omens #good omens christmas #good omens fic #agere community #age regression caregiver #age regression community #sfw age regressor #age regression sfw #age regression fic #agere fic #sfw little blog #sfw little community #sfw little post #sfw little #agere blog

[shayxthinks]

you're in love

caitlin clark x black! reader 

A/N: taylor swift nation riseeeee!!!! i wrote this forever ago and im pretty sure it was inspired by "you're in love" in some capacity, so there ya go!!

-

“wait okay look. you pull the film out, and once it dries, it looks like this.” you said, caitlin standing behind you as she watched you hang her film in the dark room. 

you guys had just celebrated your one year anniversary, and just could not sleep. you were taking a team trip to italy and your flight leaves tomorrow. 

“wait so you develop the pictures in the developer, then stop it in the bath?” caitlin questions, taking a step closer to observe as you walk through the steps absent mindly. “yup, and then you run it through water to get all the chemicals off, then hang them up to dry!” you exclaim, turning toward the brunette with a bright smile and curiosity as she looks between your hands and the containers sitting on the table in your apartment. 

“wait how late is it? our flight leaves pretty early.” caitlin says, nervousness in her voice as it dawns upon you. “oh shoot, i didn’t even realize. you might as well just sleep here, since it’s probably late. we can stop and get your stuff tomorrow before heading to carver.” you suggested, wiping your hands on the towel as she looks down at you. 

“and we can get coffee before, right? because i’ll need it.” she said, cracking a smile as you usher her out the door, careful not to expose too much light. 

“i think i’ve dirtied all your extra clothes, but i do have sweatpants.” you said as she followed you into your bedroom, throwing her hair up into a bun. 

“that’s okay baby, i have a sports bra on, i can just sleep in that and some shorts. do i need to take my clothes back? those are for when i sleep over, not for you to steal.” she joked softly, turning on the light to your bathroom as you begin to rustle through your drawers. 

“i found a tshirt! it has a stain on it, but you’re just wearing it to bed. here.” you say, chucking it at her as she catches it before it hits her in the face. 

“thank you.” she says softly, staring at you as you hum softly, undoing your comforter and throwing extra pillows on the floor. 

“do you want a show or a movie? i think a new episode of abbott- what’s wrong?” you ask, pulling your bonnet on as you turn to see her standing weirdly at the edge of your bed as if she’d never slept in it before.

“sorry. nothing- um, you’re my best friend. you know that?” caitlin questions, scratching the back of her neck as you raise your arms, opening them for her embrace.

“aw coco you’re mine too. you definitely know that, i mean i don’t shut up about that. come on.” you say, smiling as she makes her way into your arms before pushing off her foot and forcing the both of you to fall over onto your bed, giggles erupting from the both of you and you feel her press a kiss to your forehead.

-

“okay. got all your bags? we’ve got 3 hours before we need to be at carver.” caitlin says, standing in your hallway as you move bags from your room to the hallway. 

“yup! next is your place then brunch! then carver to go to italy!” you exclaim, your voice fluctuating slightly as you shimmy around the bags strewn in the middle of the floor, caitlin laughing aloud. 

“yeah really quick. i um forgot about it last night but i got you something. i wanted to give it to you before we’re in front of the rest of the team. i really hope you like it.” she says, shifting to grab a bag off the counter, offering it to you.

it’s a decorated gift bag, with colorful tissue paper sticking out of it, and a note taped to the front with your name written in neat cursive. 

“cc, we said we weren’t getting eachother anything.” you whispered, trying to hold back a smile as she shrugs, a shy smile on her face as she steps forward to watch you open it. 

“well i did anyway. read the card first. i worked super duper hard on it and even took it to the writing center to get it peer reviewed.” she says, a joking tone in her voice 

you’re really awesome and super cool. i like your face so i got you this!

you rolled your eyes at the note, pulling the tissue paper from the bag to reveal a small, blue velvet box. 

“you’re not proposing are you? we haven’t even said i love you yet. please be a ring pop,” you joke, looking between her and the box as she urges you to open it. 

in the box rests a gold necklace with a round plate. on the front the letter “c” was engraved. it was small enough to where it rested high on your chest, but also was big enough to show off. 

“caitlin… it’s so pretty.” you said, smiling at her as she smiled, grabbing it from your hands. 

“i thought you’d like it. you saw something like it when we were out once and joked that i hadn’t gotten you anything, so i did. oh, and then look at the back.” she said, flipping it over to reveal the text engraved on the back. 

it’s always been you<3 

“caitlin you’re going to make me cry. you hate me.” you continue to joke, unclamping the necklace as she gestures for it. 

“here, let me get it. and i’m serious. before you, i couldn’t really see myself being happy with another person, and now i can’t see that happening without you. you’re my person.” she confirmed, moving your longer bonnet that covers your braids to the side, slipping the necklace around your neck. 

“would you want one? i know i joked about wanting one, but if you want one, i want to get you one because you deserve it. but i only ever see you wear two necklaces so i just wanna make sure.” you say, feeling her hands on your shoulders as the necklace falls into place, and then a kiss at the base of your neck. 

“i wouldn’t mind one. i like matching with you, but it’s not the end of the world. don’t worry about it.” she says, pressing another kiss to your shoulder as you grasp at the necklace.

-

you stood in the locker room, trying to scrape the burnt part of your toast off. you and caitlin ended up goofing around with her nintendo switch at her place causing you to be late, which means you had to rush and grab her stuff, leading to the two of you standing in the locker room, eating whatever was edible before your flight. 

“i can’t believe i burned my toast. it wasn’t even in there long.” you pout, picking up the second slice as you spread peanut butter on it, caitlin smiling to herself as she drinks a smoothie. 

you both were still in the clothes you slept in, planning to change into comfortable sweats for the plane ride.

“it’s okay. and the flight won’t be bad. it’ll be longer than we’re used to, but we’ll be fine and safe. i know you. there will be some turbulence probably, and then smooth sailing. but, i got you. always.” caitlin says softly, stepping forward and placing a hand on your waist as you smile, brushing a strand out of her face. 

“thanks coco.” 

“anytime.” 

-

“oh my god! it’s so pretty! babe! kate look!” you exclaim, looking at the view from your and caitlin’s hotel room as kate was over in the next room, the connecting door open. 

“it is really pretty. do you wanna go down? to the beach? before team dinner?” caitlin questioned , you turning toward her in excitement, shutting the connecting door as you nod, unzipping your suitcase.

“yeah! i think we can just go and sit. i feel like swimming and then having to come back and shower might be risky time wise. you take long showers.” you say, pulling out a pair of sneakers to put on in place of your crocs as caitlin rolls her eyes. 

“we can just sit on some beach towels, soak up some sun. LETS GO!” caitlin exclaims, moving to pull her sweatshirt off, revealing a tshirt, and grabbing a pair of shorts from her now unpacked bag that ended up half way in drawers and half way on her bed. 

-

you hummed along to a song that’d been stuck in your head for a while, caitlin lying on your chest as the sun rays hit your bodies. 

“hey,” you hear, feeling a finger poke the side of your stomach as you looked down at a sleepy caitlin who was half awake. 

“what’s up? don’t fall asleep on me, we have to leave soon.” you demand, watching as she sat up, pulling you up with her. 

“i have to tell you something. and it’s big. you don’t have to say anything.” she says, a blush rising to her cheeks as you adjust your sunglasses, urging her on. 

“okay? tell me. is it about the games we have to play here?” you question, caitlin taking a deep breath as she plays with your hand nonchalantly . 

“no, i love you.” she says quickly but loud enough for you to hear.

it’s like the world stopped spinning on it’s axis. both ringing in your ears and pure silence, before you were hit with a wave of sounds again. coming from everything and anything around you. it’s like you had experienced something out of body.

“what did you say?” you questioned, to make sure you heard it right as her eyes widened and her grip loosened on your hand.

“i said i love you. if you don’t love me, then i get it, but i thought i should tell you.” she says nervously, folding her legs under herself, getting ready to drop your hand. 

“no that’s what i thought you said. i love you too caitlin. so much.” you say, a smile on your face as the look of fear and concern on hers morphs into pure joy. 

“wait you do? oh my god-“ she begins excited, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips almost knocking you over with a laugh before standing and skipping around the surrounding area. .

the sun began to set over the horizon as you watched her run through the sand, excitement and energy at an all time high for her in that moment. you couldn’t do anything but simply sit back and smile.

-

[caitlinclark22 tagged you in a post]

caitlinclark22:

italy views dump but mostly an appreciation post for the only girl i ever think about, i’m so happy you came into my life and made it so much better. i love you for life and i’m so lucky to call you mine. happy one year baby<3

#caitlin clark #iowa wbb #indiana fever

[menofchaos]

Coco

Part VI: His Eyes

Note: I’m not sure when I hit 1k followers but I wanna thank all of you from the bottom of my heart! Thank you for reading my stuff and loving these boys with me. In other news, I'm back with our favorite jailbird and her journey with our favorite sniper. If anyone wants more, please reblog, like, comment or let me know in my ask! I love hearing feedback on my stuff and talking about Coco ofc. Gif credit to the talented @thesewickedhands and divider credit to @spideyspeaches.

Part V

Coco,

I’m so sorry our visit got cut short. I was so fucking pissed. When I first got in here, I would cause trouble all the time. I don’t really have a life outside so I didn’t care if I got extra time. I haven’t really been rolling like that for a while because I’m fucking tired of doing time. I wanna drink and fuck and be outside. Do whatever I want, you know? But one of my bunkies allegedly got in a fight on the yard and the cops assumed I orchestrated it which is fucking stupid. They suspended my mail privileges “as a precaution.” Pendejos. You’re literally the only one I talk to. They just fuck with me when they can. We were just getting comfortable :( Hopefully those dickwads didn’t put you off to another visit? Or put you off me in general? I liked seeing you. Did you ever cut that girl off? How’s your daughter? I’m working on another tattoo for you. I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever and I don’t like it. 

Nyx

PS I miss those beautiful eyes

Nyx,

Ma I’m not gonna lie. I was worried. I’m glad you’re okay tho. COs are always shit. They definitely didn’t put me off you or another visit. I’ll check work tomorrow and let you know when I can come back. My first stint I felt the same way. No family who gives a fuck, friends who forget about you as soon as the cop car is around the block. When you get out, we’ll meet up and I’ll help you do all the things you missed. If you’re down. My kid is good, she thought it was so hilarious that I was worried. I don’t usually get worked up over women like that. I did cut the one chick off, sorta abandoned the whole roster now that I think about it. What are you drawing me now? I’m definitely missing watching you squirm from just looking at you. Be good so I can come back for a full visit.

Coco

PS and your drama ain’t a burden. I got you. 

Coco,

Your last letter made me feel more than my entire last relationship. Fuck. I’m good, I promise. All in one pretty little piece where you left me. Where do I even start? I believe you just offered to fuck me and the thought of your eyes during sex? I’m tingling. You were worried about me? Worked up about me? I have a feeling that doesn’t happen at all and that makes me happy. Because I don’t usually get attached easily either but I think I am. At least I feel it with you. I don’t wanna ruin this though, for once in my life. You’re saying all the right things which scares the shit out of me but in the way that makes me wanna keep going. Does that make sense? I might be rambling. I’m just happy that you’re still wanting to be around at all. You abandoned the roster?? How come? The new drawing is a surprise.

Nyx

PS you say that now. Wait till I fuck up.

Nyx,

You’re funny. Your ex really ain’t shit if one letter from me made you feel more than his whole time with you. But I like that. You really into my eyes baby? Cause I liked watching you. I’ll make you feel more than a tingle when I get my hands on you for real. You’re right, I don’t get attached. But you made a lot of sense because I felt like I was reading my own thoughts. I wanna be careful with this. With you. I’m not going anywhere. We just gotta go with it for now, see where it takes us. I got a brother who can teach you how to handle a tattoo machine if you wanna learn. Won’t treat you like a shitty apprentice or anything either. I checked my work schedule. Three weeks and I’ll be back. I promise. I didn’t abandon the roster on purpose. I guess I just got bored of them.

Coco

PS I fuck up too. So I get it.

Coco,

My ex definitely wasn’t shit. Storing my shit while I’m locked up is the nicest thing he ever did for me. Fuck, getting your hands on me? That’s what you’re gonna say to me? Remember tho, I told you no dude has ever got me off. I’m glad we’re on the same page about this. For once, it feels nice to give a fuck. Especially since I know you get me. I’ve always wanted to be a tattoo artist and learn how to tattoo the right way. I’ve done a few tattoos when I was locked up but that’s it. You don’t have to ask him if you don’t want to. I can figure something else out. THREE WEEKS?!!! :) I can’t wait. Can we hug this time? I wanna cop a feel ;)

Nyx

PS you always do.

Coco walked into the clubhouse, looking around quietly. Taza walked out from the bathroom, “Hermano,” he smiled, “You good?”

He nodded, “Yeah, man. You?”

Taza squeezed his shoulder, “All good. You looking for someone?”

“Hank?” he asked.

“He’s in the office,” Taza told him before heading to the bar.

Coco walked back outside, lighting a cigarette as he headed up to the office. When he opened the door, Hank was standing over Chucky’s shoulder with a stack of papers in his hand.

Chucky looked up and grinned, “Coco.”

Coco nodded, “Chucky. Hank.”

Hank glanced back at him through a pair of black rimmed glasses, “Bishop need me?”

“No, I uh…wanted to ask you something. Alone,” he added after a pause.

“I’ll be there in a minute,” Hank said and turned his attention back to the computer.

Coco went back outside but stayed close to the building, hiding from the harsh sun. He listened to Hank and Chucky go back and forth, a fond smile on his face. The door pushed open to reveal Hank, glasses off and no papers.

“Sorry, this customer keeps calling in, wanting impossible shit. Next time he starts demanding, I’m telling him to deal or I’m gonna beat his ass,” he shook his head as he lit a cigarette, “What’s up?” 

“I just had a favor to ask,” Coco murmured, “I have this…friend. She’s a dope artist and she wants to learn to tattoo.”

Hank smiled, “Have her come in, I’ll teach her.”

Coco put out his cigarette, “She can’t yet. She’s uh…she’s serving time.”

“This the girl I keep hearing about from the other guys?” Hank asked, “Why you were so upset a while back?”

He glanced over Hank’s shoulder at Gilly and Angel, cracking jokes and fixing a bike together. He nodded, “Yeah, she wrote me again. She’s alright.”

Hank followed his gaze and looked back at Coco, “You like this girl?“

Coco was smiling before he realized it, “Yeah. I do.”

“Good for you,” he pat Coco’s back, “Bring her in when she gets out. Teach her everything I know.”

“Thanks man,” Coco smiled, “I appreciate it.”

Hank nodded and went back in the office.

Nyx,

Would you rather me hold your stuff? We can hug this visit. I wanna cop a feel too. I can’t wait to see you baby. I remember you telling me no guy has ever gotten you off, bet I’ll be the first. I’ll come pick you up when you get out. Get you some tequila, take you to a beach house and make you cum all night. Order room service for whatever food you want. Sound like a good first day? I did a few things and you’re probably not gonna like them because I know you don’t like asking for shit. But I did it anyway. My brother said he’s down to teach you to tattoo when you get out. I also put money on your books. Not a lot. Stop glaring at me, I can feel the dirty look from here. Trust me, it’s for a selfish reason.

Coco

PS I gotta head out of town for a minute so I probably won’t be able to respond to your next letter until after my next visit. 10 days.

Coco,

You did not just offer to hold my stuff for me. And you sent money! Why? You’re right, I don’t like asking for shit. I don’t deserve you. What’s the selfish reason? That description of a first day made my nipples hard. Can it be a private beach so we can spend the whole time naked? Also thank your brother for me. My bunkie and your brother (same one?) are planning on meeting when she gets out. She has way less time than me. I don’t think I could’ve waited that long, not with the way those eyes made me feel when I saw them the first time. Ride safe, come to the visit in one piece please. 

Nyx

PS you’ll get your new drawing at the visit! 5 days!!!

Coco felt much different as he went through the motions for their second visit. He knew her better. He knew she felt something too. Something more. He sat down at the table, his eyes trained on the door. They swung open and he leaned back when a different inmate walked in. He heard a loud laugh from around the corner and his heart skipped. He stood up as Nyx walked in, a huge smile on her face as she joked with the woman in front of her. Her eyes found his while she was being uncuffed and her face lit up even more. 

“There you are,” she rubbed her wrists as she walked over.

“You okay?” he asked, stumbling when she threw herself into his arms.

Coco pulled her into a tight hug, smiling softly when he felt her tremble. He rubbed her back and closed his eyes, holding her close until a CO called her name. She sat down and looked away, bringing a hand up to her eyes.

“You okay?” he asked again, a little softer as he took her hand. He felt remnants of tears on her fingers, still watching her intently.

“Even your concerned stare makes me feel squirmy,” she joked, squeezing his hand, “I’m okay. I’m happy to see you. How was your trip?”

He smiled softly, “Long, too hot. Boring. Missed you.”

Nyx pushed some loose hair out of her eyes, “I missed you too. Now tell me why you put money on my books.”

“Cause I want you to call me,” he smirked, “Don’t wanna just hear your voice when I can make it over here.”

“You’re a secret romantic,” Nyx grinned.

He held up a finger to his lips and winked. She laughed and reached into her pocket. She set a folded piece of paper on the table.

“For me?” he asked, glancing at a curious CO.

“The drawing, remember?” she murmured, “I finished it. I mean, this one’s not really a tattoo. I just…started thinking about you and this came out.”

“Really?” Coco took the paper, “Should I look now?”

She nodded, “I didn’t get to see your reaction to the first one.”

He let her hand go and unfolded the paper, his eyes wide. It was a drawing of the two of them, Nyx in a bikini, Coco in swim trunks. It looked like a photo from a beach day. He looked up to see her fidgeting nervously with her id bracelet.

“This is crazy, baby,” he murmured, “You did all this from memory?”

“Yeah,” she smiled softly, “I kinda guessed on your tattoos and shit since I’ve only seen you dressed. So far,” Coco smirked, “But yeah.”

“Good enough till we get a real one,” he smiled and folded it back up, “I love it,” he tried to play it cool but it felt like his heart was about to fly out of his chest.

Her eyes lit up, “Really?”

He nodded, “Hell yeah,” he put it in his shirt pocket, “Thank you.”

“It was inspired by your offer on my first day out,” she admitted, lacing their fingers together when he reached out again.

“Just let me know the date and I’ll be here,” he said, squeezing her hand.

“I still have a while to go,” she told him, “I get it if you don’t want to wait.”

Coco watched her body language change as she offered him an out. He tightened his grip on her hand, “Hey, what’d I say?” he murmured, “I got you. I’m not letting you rot in here. Not anymore.”

Nyx looked away before he saw the tears pooling in her eyes. He squeezed her hand again and she smiled uneasily.

“You gotta stop saying all the right things,” she joked.

“So I shouldn’t ask if you want me to hold your stuff again?” he smiled.

She laughed and wiped her eyes, “I can’t even help you move it, so no. It’ll be fine.”

He shook his head, “Nah, I didn’t ask for help. I don’t want him to pull some shit but if you don’t want to, I won’t.”

She frowned, “I just don’t wanna be a - “

“You aren’t a burden, baby,” he murmured, “I offered. And I got a team of brothers ready to help.”

“It would be nice to be done with him,” she admitted, “I just…what if something bad happens to us?”

Coco laced their fingers together, “I won’t take it out on your stuff, I swear,” he crossed his heart with his free hand.

Nyx smiled, “Cross your heart?”

“Hope to die,” he winked, grinning when she laughed.

Nyx,

Replaying the way you clung to me during our second hug. How you felt in my arms. It’s been a long time since I felt anything like this. I got all your stuff. I wish you could’ve seen his face when I rolled up 6 deep. He was pale as fuck. It was hilarious. It’s in my garage for now. My kid won’t stop making fun of me and my brothers aren’t any better. But you’re worth it ma. Gonna start coming up to see you more. I showed my kid the drawing, she loved it. She said she’s gonna ask you to draw for her too. Would you be cool if she wrote you too? You can say no if you want. I miss you.

Coco

PS I figured out why I abandoned the roster

#coco cruz imagine #mayans imagine #coco cruz #coco x nyx #johnny coco cruz #mayans mc

[musubiki]

also a fun tidbit regarding the mochi/lime relationship thats still a beta idea but i think i like it: she actually did kiss him right before she left for the timeskip!!

it was under the pretext of pom telling her "You need to leave tonight and not have anyone follow you so do whatever you have to do to make sure none of your guild follows you or finds out where we're going."

and mochi knows that oscar and coco? theyre in different areas of the city, she could leave without them knowing she was gone until they came to find her. but lime? hes right there. and especially since at this point hes very i-want-to-cuddle-with-you-every-night, its gonna be hard to run away without him waking up/finding out very fast

so she goes to madam springs to get some kind of knock-someone-out-for-hours kind of medicine (since her usual knock-out spells wont work on him)

and she COULDVE just dropped it in his water or something but...,,,..she figured this might be the last time she sees him...ever. so.,..anyway. she kissed him (and gave him the medicine to knock him out)

and its SUPPOSED to be the kind of medicine that makes the person forget it happened when they wake up, but apparently that part of the medicine is optional and something madam springs got from a witchs potion, so lime DOES remember, and it LINGERS with him FOREVER

(also this is good because when the m34th asks him why he wants the cat witch he can say "Payback, i guess." which they interpret as "ooh violence." but in his head hes like "I am kissing her the moment I get my hands on her again I swear to god.")

#bpp #text #lore #beta #mmgnn KISS #anyway. not sure if im gonna end up doing this yet but. it is an idea!!!!! #mochi really gotta tap into the witch seduction technique on this one though #she wasnt 100% that he wouldnt pull back and be like (ew wtf are you doing) #gets on top of him while hes lying down kind of kiss #lime has a mini heart attack #pom: use your witch seduction skills #mochi: what if he pushes me off him?? #pom: hes a male im pretty sure they would never say no to that

[for-a-longlongtime]

How / what to makeup

(I feel so silly making this post but well if there's one place that's good to feel silly it's here, right? It's been fuckin' forever - as in, pre-COVID - that I've bought makeup, and Irather follow suggestions from real people like y'all than advertised posts)

Dear people - what kind of makeup brands are we using these days? Ideally stuff that's kind of affordable, because I need to start from scratch.

I'm gearing up - hopefully - for job interviews, so I'm thinking a good eye color palette (Colourpop? Or are any of those large palettes on Amazon decent? I like bright colors but it's good to have some more neutral tones too obv), some eye pencils/liners, a red and a pink lipstick or gloss, mascara (Covergirl still or are there better ones for the same price?), a translucent powder (I think E.L.F. was the last I used) or just a light foundation (Fenty was awesome but too much $$ atm), and a simple blush.

Please throw your recommendations/faves at me! Here's some Pedro (and Coco) tax for your attention. <3

#makeup #recommendations #advice

[applepiewinchesters]

Ave Satanas, Bitch (Michael Langdon x fem!reader)

A/N: Michael Langdon is one of my favorite characters and I finally decided to write something about him to post! I hope you enjoy even if I did kill a few favorite characters (also my faves but a good story about the antichrist has to have a little murder). Anyway, thank you for reading and let me know what you think. 

Word Count: 1,248

Summary: When the witches come knocking at the outpost, Michael underestimates what you will do to help him continue his reign of the new world. 

You watched from your seat on the bed as Ms. Mead helped Michael into his red velvet jacket. He looked handsome, red truly did suit him.

When he turned, looking to you for approval, you smiled.

“Very handsome,” you reassured, standing up, your black dress skimming the floor as you did so.

It was Michael’s turn to smile, but he suddenly tilted his head slightly, listening.

“We have guests, I believe some of our residents have risen from the dead, powerful ones at that,” he spoke, turning to you again.

He came over to you, taking your face in his hands.

“Promise me you will stay here, this is not your fight,” Michael instructed you, making your brow furrow.

“I’m not leaving you to fend for yourself, I’m a big girl Michael,” you told him.

“That you are little one, but I am not the mortal in this relationship, and I cannot afford to lose you,” Michael spoke, sterner this time.

“Fine,” you pouted, making Michael chuckle.

“I’ll be back soon, and then we’ll go home,” he reassured, and you nodded.

Michael pressed a kiss to your forehead and let go of your face.

“I love you,” you told him as he made his way towards the bedroom door.

“And I you,” Michael replied, and with that, he disappeared out the door with Ms. Mead following faithfully behind him.

You sat back down, picking at your nails. If the witches were here, you couldn’t help but be nervous. They could be powerful, especially when all combined. But Michael had grown even more powerful since the fallout, practicing his skills daily.

You were confident in him but losing him was a deep-rooted fear of yours. You had no idea what would become of yourself if he was not by your side.

It seemed forever had passed before the sound of gunshots made your head snap up. You stood from the bed, quickly walking to the door, and cracking it open, listening.

You heard footsteps and hid behind the door as someone ran past. After they passed you snuck out the door, making your way to the stairs just in time to see Michael stand from the floor, covered in blood.

Madison Montgomery stood at the bottom on the staircase, before she could speak, with a quick flick of Michael’s wrist, her head exploded and her body collapsed to the floor, making you gasp, catching Michael’s attention.

He turned, almost shocked to see you there, “Get back to the room, now!”.

You opened your mouth to protest but there was a resounding pop and you were back in the bedroom. Cursing Michael quietly you moved towards the door and turned the knob.

It seems in sending you back to your room Michael hadn’t thought to lock you inside. Before leaving the room, you grabbed your bag, retrieving a dagger you’d brought with.

While Michael reassured he’d always be there to protect you, he seemed to need your help now more than you needed his.

Sneaking from the room once more you made your way down a hall, hearing a familiar voice you turned the corner, just in time to see Michael rip a women’s heart from her chest and take a bite.

Coco, a witch you recognized from the academy before the war, stood in front of Michael. You had no idea how powerful she was, so without hesitation you came at her from the side, plunging your dagger into her neck.

A shower of blood sprayed you, ruining your dress and painting your skin red.

Coco collapsed, blood pooling beneath her.

When you turned to Michael, he had a proud smile on his face.

“Evil looks good on you darling,” he complimented, making you giggle.

“I learned from the best,” you replied, reaching down, and pulling your dagger from the witch’s neck.

Michael smirked, “It seems I underestimated you, come, we have a coven to finish.”

You nodded and followed Michael down the hall, a pool of blood appeared halfway down, a trail following it, neither of you were bleeding, so that means one of the witches were wounded. Perfect.

Michael stopped suddenly, pulling you behind him, Cordelia stood at the end of one of the adjoining halls.

“How did you think this was going to end?” Michael suddenly asked. “Prophecy is inevitable. I was always going to win Miss Supreme.

“Not on your own,” Cordelia scoffed. “You’ve been led by the hand, coddled, the entire way. By your father, the warlocks. I look at you and I don’t see a man. I see a sad, scared, little boy so pathetic he couldn’t even kill me with a thousand nuclear bombs.”

“Oh, but I never expected to, like a cockroach I knew you’d survive the nuclear blast,” Michael retorted, smirking. “And now I will get the satisfaction of watching you die.”

“You still don’t get it do you?” Cordelia replied, wearing a smile of her own. “Even now. You think there’s only winning and losing, success and failure. But failure is when you’ve lost any semblance of hope…”.

As Cordelia continued, Michael leaned behind him, whispering to you, “Down the hall, the bathroom, kill her.”

You nodded and took off, sprinting down the hall, when you found the bathroom he was talking about you were greeted by Mallory, slowly fading in a tub full of water due to a stab wound to the gut.

Wasting no time you moved forward, grabbing the girl by her hair and yanking her up.

“Ave Satanas bitch,” you hissed, before easily sliding your dagger across her throat, before plunging it into her heart, making sure the job was done.

Blood stained the water red as Mallory sunk into the bath and you admired your handiwork.

“You bitch!” came a voice from the door, and you turned to see the witch with the wild red hair standing there.

She held out her hand but before she could harm you, her neck snapped to the side roughly and she collapsed.

Footsteps neared you and Michael appeared in the doorway. He looked around you to the tub where Mallory’s body lay.

“Now that’s my girl,” he told you and you smiled, moving to embrace him tightly, arms wrapping around his neck.

“They’re all dead?” you asked, looking up at Michael for confirmation.

He nodded, “Miss Supreme sacrificed herself just as you slit little Mallory’s throat.”

You smiled, reaching up to press a passionate kiss to his lips. He returned the sentiment, arms wrapping around you, pulling you closer.

When you pulled away you rested your head on his chest, “Let’s go home.”

Michael hummed in agreement, taking your hand and leading you from the bathroom, it burst into flames behind you.

As you walked throughout the outpost every room exploded, glass breaking, flames licking the walls.

The flames didn’t dare touch you, Michael made sure of that. You both walked out of the outpost, Michael still making sure the elements did you no harm, and onto what was left of the barren lawn to the carriage waiting for you.

Michael helped you up into it, forever a gentleman to you and only you. He followed suit and soon the carriage took off, taking you both back home to the sanctuary.

You were empty handed, but Michael felt like the richest man on earth, and with you by his side, hand in his, he could accomplish anything.

#american horror story #michael langdon #cody fern #michael langdon x reader #ahs apocolaypse #ahs coven #ahs #American horror story apocalypse #michael langdon x you #cordelia goode #madison montgomery #mallory ahs #billie lourd

[pentragonart]

I did a little "Witch Hat Atelier"- introduction tweet on twitter and since I already have everything here ... I will post it here too:

The story follows Coco, who lives a normal life in a world with magic. But to use magic you have to be "born with it." At least this is what is told to the "normal" people. But she learns that magic can be drawn, aka everyone can learn it. To protect this secret she has to become a witch herself.

She learns everything about being a witch from her Professor Qifrey (yes, the one you all simp over) and his watchful eye (literally another adult witch who´s watching out that no shady stuff is teached and the kids are treated correctly), Olruggio.

She lives with them and 3 other apprentices in Qifrey atelier. Definitely big "Found family"-vibes here!

Through the story you will see topics like disability, LGBTQ, PTSD and autism explored in a very real way. Consequences are shown & it often makes you wonder: who is right and wrong? The people in WHA are like real ones, they aren´t just black and white and their morality is tested a lot.

If you like stories that really make you think and are psychological nuanced you will love WHA! And if nothing else the artstyle is absolutely phenomenal, presenting you an outstanding paneling and incredible vast character-cast. Also featuring different ethnicites!

The way the clothes are drawn will make you stare at a page forever.

The paneling one of the most special ones you will see on the manga-market right now. The way panel-borders are used as part of the drawing or the characters breaking out of their panels makes everything seem so much more connected and directs the reading flow in a special way

Oh, and we also have: an excentric old man

"Roommates"

Qifrey in compromising poses

brushbug

So what are you waiting for?

Go and read Witch Hat Atelier!

#witch hat atelier #tongari boushi no atelier #qifrey #olruggio #tetia #Riché #agott arkrome #coco wha #beldaruit #brushbug

[vani-candy]

After a number of personal tragedies, a young woman named Mitty leaves her home in Highwind to properly kickstart her career as a Builder in Sandrock. While she's still unsure of herself and hampered by her low self-esteem, she begins to find true happiness again as she meets the people around her. Someone who catches her eye in particular is the town's only doctor, Fang, a young man who seems just as lost as she is, if not more so. Feeling he needs companionship more than anything, Mitty vows to bring happiness to his life, little by little. However, she won't be able to suppress her growing feelings for him forever...

Swan's Treasure is my ridiculously ambitious blatantly self-indulgent personal fancomic series for My Time at Sandrock starring Fang and my OC, Mitty. I very much simply make this for fun, but this series grew much bigger than I was expecting, so I decided to make this index page to make it easier to navigate to each comic, especially since they're becoming less and less self-contained as I continue!

It is highly, highly recommended that you have played My Time at Sandrock before reading, as it is necessary to better understand the characters and story more. (I will die if i try to adapt every last piece of lore in the game, lol). That, and it is genuinely a fun game and I highly recommend it if you enjoy crafting sims + RPGs + both! As such, these comics will contain major spoilers for the game, so proceed with caution!

I may hop around to tackle story beats I may have missed or skipped over, so these are listed in chronological order.

Pushing Forward [part 1] [part 2] - Mitty leaves Highwind and moves to Sandrock to begin her career. She meets and makes several new friends, including the town's only doctor...

Earrings and Diagrams - Mitty continues to work for the people in Sandrock, which leads to her crossing paths with Fang again when X steals her earrings to try to impress CoCo.

Cheery Picnic - With some ideas from X, Mitty and Arvio invite Fang to a picnic to get to know him better. (The one that started it all!)

Mapo Tofu Weekend - After she and Fang get into a bit of an argument during a sandstorm, Mitty’s convinced he won’t want to see her again, so she’s surprised when he visits her and asks her to try the Mapo Tofu he made for her.

A PSA in Overwork (And Also Interfacing With Your Bestie's Boss) - Mi-an faints due to overwork and is ordered to take a week off by Fang. Yan uses the opportunity to shove all the commission work onto Mitty.

Doctor's Orders, Don't Interfere - A short follow up comic to A PSA in Overwork, Mitty and Fang go for a walk on a particularly hot day.

Shiny Hunting - In an effort to get them together, X and CoCo go out looking for jewels for Fang and Mitty. Things go downhill from there.

Season 2 Episode 36a Graveyard Shift - At Mort’s request, Mitty helps Fang tidy up the cemetery.

I Still Love You, Even Though I Miss You - Fang and Mitty spend the Day of Memories festival together and talk about their passed loved ones.

I’d Love More Dress Options - Fang wants to gift Mitty something, but doesn’t know what.

Painful Memory - A certain bandit attack in Sandrock triggers a harsh memory for Mitty.

She Clearly Feels Better, Doctor - A short follow up comic to Painful Memory, Mitty finishes sewing her new work outfit and shows it to Fang.

The Validity Test - Mitty gets a surprise visit from Nia. However, she seems pretty suspicious of Fang...

Regrets That Don't Disappear - Elsie asks Mitty to ask Fang about the incident that led to Logan becoming a bandit, but he won't say a word, even to her...

Bird Cage - Mitty tries to check up on Fang after their last meeting, but he seems to be doing even worse than before...

Things Changed While You Were Gone - Trudy comes back to Sandrock, noticing something has changed while she was away.

Don't Lose Your Patience - Fang listens in on a fireside meeting that quickly goes south.

Mahjong Break - Fang goes to check up on Mitty and gets roped into a Mahjong match at the Game Center.

[namisweatheria]

I'm sure people have talked about this before BUT I AM thinking about an au where Rouge had a terrifying Devil Fruit power and ridiculously strong Haki (like Boa but... you know. not like that at all thank you.) and managed to have HER OWN ISLAND that The Navy refuses to touch. (Like Boa! Without the Warlord part.)

What if Ace got his good navigational instincts from her, and the island was somewhere basically impossible to get to. (Unless you're a navigational genius.) Which immediately connects it in my mind to a Bell-mere lives au.

Things I'm imagining happening:

-Rouge raising Ace herself on that island

-Garp finding her as he promised he would, and seeing a good opportunity, promptly dropping Luffy off forever

-Sabo sneaking on Garp's ship to get away from his parents, and managing to make it there as it happens to be where Garp is heading next for another quick visit to try to indoctrinate Luffy (and Ace) into The Marines

-ASL brothers again<3

-kid Ace being fucking crazy in an entirely DIFFERENT way. He didn't suffer from living under Roger's shadow (Rouge never even mentions that deadbeat) but he and his mom are very much alone on this island so he goes Insane

-Luffy and Sabo are still the best things to happen to him and slowly make him calm down a lot

-Rouge DOES want to bring more people to the island because obviously she does not want her son to be deranged but it's difficult to trust people when The World Government wants her son dead so badly. Also a nearly-impossible-to-reach incredibly dangerous jungle island is a hard sell. lol

-She is going insane in her own way but she throws herself into raising them well and training them and herself to be as strong as possible, so they can protect each other if the government comes for them

-She definitely knows about Dragon being Luffy's dad, tricking that out of Garp was Not Hard. lmao

-Sabo opens up about his backstory to her eventually too. Someone protect these kids from the damn government!!!!!!!

-In this au, Bell-mere is strong enough to get Nami, Nojiko, and herself out of Coco Village when Arlong takes over, but not strong enough to defeat them and free the village

-She tries to get Navy assistance but is met with bald-faced corruption. Extreme disillusionment follows

-They travel for a few years, Bell-mere always trying to get stronger so they can return and save the village one day.

-Nami studies hard and has plenty of opportunities on the sea to polish her skills as a navigator.

-Nojiko remains deeply hurt and outraged by The Navy's betrayal. Since she was older she had been told many more stories from her mom's time with them, and thus had a much stronger attachment to the idea of them. Being left by The Marines, with her whole community, to suffer and die, shook her entire world. She seeks out people who don't look kindly on The World Government everywhere they go, collecting stories. She has hopes of joining The Revolutionary Army one day

-This is also a Sora lives au. (@ Oda Stop killing all the moms! Let them unionize!) One day on their travels they come across a sickly woman and her two kids, Reiju and Sanji, who are on the run from a mysterious (in the East Blue) Mercenary Army.

-It goes like this: the two groups are in the same diner. Soldiers of Germa 66 bust in and try to grab Sora and her kids. They scream and cry for help. Nearby Marines intervene. This obviously doesn't look good for the Germa soldiers, attempting to kidnap a sickly woman and two young kids in broad daylight. They try to pay off the highest ranking Marine there to look the other way, with an absolutely outrageous sum. It works.

-Nojiko charges. Bell-mere didn't expect her usually cool-headed daughter to do something so reckless, and doesn't realize she'd gotten up until she heard the crash of Nojiko kicking the top Marine in the head. Nami had been paying more attention, and is already primed to hit the same Marine in the back with a diner chair before he can retaliate on Nojiko.

-Despite their training, they're kids, and these are Marines. If Bell-mere wasn't there, it would've been a world of hurt. But Bell-mere of course is right there, and takes down all three Marines before they know what hit them. In the chaos, Reiju takes down both Germa Soldiers with her superior strength.

-Now they're a group, standing in a public place, with a pile of Marines (and Mercenaries) at their feet. Yikes.

-They run together.

-Reiju and Nojiko, both being oldest girls about the same age, recognize each other and bond instantly. They convince their mothers' they'll be stronger together.

-Bell-mere was easy to convince, suffering from survivor's guilt from the occupation of Coco Village, she's very quick to take on other's burdens. Sora, despite feeling an instinctual trust for and deep attraction to this tough butch who saved her life, is much more hesitant. Putting her life and resources in the hands of one very powerful person was what got her into this mess.

-But it's not easy to make Reiju happy, a girl who takes responsibility for both her mother and younger brother, who orchestrated their escape, who defends them physically, who has a childhood of training to repress herself to unlearn. Sora saw Reiju actually laugh with someone other than herself and Sanji, and she can't take this new comrade away from her. Not to mention having another protector in Bell-mere could ease Reiju's burdens. She has to say yes.

-And it's a good thing she does, because the top Marine they knocked out kicks up an absolutely ginormous fuss. Suddenly Bell-mere, Sora, and the kids are wanted criminals with posters strewn everywhere. It takes all their wits and strength combined to survive.

-They're on the run together for years before they make it to Rouge's Island.

-Nami is younger than Sanji, but at this age she's bigger than him, and he's a huge crybaby while she keeps a very brave face. She's utterly delighted to treat him like a little brother, much to his annoyance. "I'm not the youngest anymore!" "Yes you are! Stop it!" "You can't be bigger than me when you're such a baby." "I'm a baby?! I saw you get scared too!" "No you didn't! Shut up!" They get very competitive.

-Reiju and Nojiko have the kind of weird little girl best friendship that has the intensity and power to destroy worlds. They are on levels of telepathic connection previously unheard of. And they are so serious about it and so fucking goofy. The SCHEMES they get up to.... And of course constantly being made to drag their little siblings along for the ride

-Picture this. They've been docked at the same island for a couple weeks. They're having an easy time, they've just gotten comfortable with a good doctor for Sora and a nice place to stay for a bit. The kids see a Marine Ship out sailing nearby while they're playing on the beach. If they tell their moms, they're sure to pack up and leave immediately. Of course the answer is to scare off the Navy ship themselves with a fake sea monster.

-Yes it's the end of the world if this mission fails. They'll have failed their families, and the concepts of bravery and justice, and they'll all die and get killed and never join the resistance or anything ever. Yes this fake sea monster needs to have extra whiskers.

-So serious. SO GOOFY.

-Meanwhile their moms are having the most repressed intense butch-femme erotic slow-burn romance of all time in the background.

-Bell-mere, in her head: How much of this is coming from my fucked-up desire to save people? Am I fetishizing her weakness? What's wrong with me? If I have to see the glow of her soft skin, shiny with the sweat of illness, peeking out from beneath her long dress one more time I am going to faint and die.

-Sora, in her head: How much of this is coming from my fucked-up desire to be saved? Am I fetishizing her strength? Do I just want to give up responsibility so badly? Am I appreciating her as a person or do I just want what she can give me? If I hear her loud laugh of victory after buying food for what barely counts as a bargain one more time I'm simply going to explode with love and desire.

None of the kids notice this at all even a little bit.

-Of course with Nojiko's story-gathering and Nami's navigational genius, and the Marines still hot on their tail, and Sora and Bell-mere's desire to find a place to finally stop for the sake of their kids, they do eventually make their way to Rouge's island.

-Rouge, at this point deeply deranged with isolation, fear for her sons, and suspicion, does not greet them well.

-Bell-mere does not take no for an answer.

-Their fight leaves a giant crater in the side of the island. It lasts for days, and only ends because while they were distracted all their kids did an enemies-to-best friends speedrun.

-Lead of course by Luffy, who despite loyalty to Rouge and natural suspicion of her apparent enemies, has little willpower against the smell of Sanji's cooking. His completely earnest undignified begging by the campfire endears him to the others, as well as his heartfelt thanks, and their kind and patient treatment of him endears them to his older brothers.

-Also they're all lonely as hell so it truly does not take much. They're running around the jungle, being given a tour of the best spots on the island by the ASL brothers FOR LITERALLY HOURS before at the same exact moment Reiju, Nojiko, and Sabo all go Oh Shit We Should Probably Stop Our Moms From Killing Each Other.

-Lol.

-I have other ideas involving Robin, and I want to save Banchina (Usopp's mom) as well. I think what this au needs is a doctor character. Someone Rouge trusts to help her give birth, who is also an enemy of the world government, who can stay on the island with them. Who can treat Sora when they arrive. (Treat not heal, her being chronically ill and disabled is important to me.) But I can't think of anyone who isn't needed elsewhere.... I guess I have to make them up....

#this was so much fun. i love women and girls they should all live and kill and do lesbianism and bestfriendship together forever and ever #at this point i'm just. the world has surpassed the need for male anime characters we no longer need male anime characters. #I'M SO BURNED OUT WITH THEM. #unless they are explicitly trans (that's freeing) or their non-binary energy is off the charts. (luffy. to me. he does not know gender.) #anyways i was never someone who came up with au's before. this was so much fun. also it is what one piece has done to me. lmao. #one piece aus #bell mere #nojiko #sora #nami #reiju #portgas d rouge #rouge lives au #sora lives au #bell-mere lives au #jesus. stop killing all the moms! #asl brothers #bell-mere x sora #my aus

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A Gentle Kind Of Love Masterlist

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Mayans MC Masterlist

Contains: Fluff, angst, longing, pining and yearning, Angel being a shit-stirrer, Manny being dumb, cats, violence, mentions of drugs and drug addiction, shooting and death, Canche, smut. There will be more, and I'll do my best to tag chapter by chapter, please don't hesitate to tell me if I've missed something.

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More than one emoji dictates how graphic it is. Smut💦 Angst😨 Fluff ❤ Violence🔪 Gore🤢 Medical/forensic💉 Triggering material🚩

You and Coco meet overseas when you are doing aid work. When you move to Santo Padre to settle down, your life changes forever when you and Manny strike up a friendship.

Part One - Oh Hello❤❤😨

Part Two - There's Gotta Be Some Butterflies Somewhere.😨❤❤

Part Three - Been Known in is Aching😨❤😨❤

Part Four - On Yearning❤😨😨

Part Five - Like Real People Do😨❤😨❤

Part Six - I Adore You😨❤💦

Epilogue - Fell in Love with the Fire Long Ago❤💦❤💦

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