#he better look hot as fuck next season to make up for season 4

[musicalchaos07]

Down on the West Coast

#the is THE most self indulgent thing I've ever made #it is FOR ME #I'm just being nice enough to share #like ratfit is in here AT LEAST 3x #... and it's not even the worst clip in here tbh #he better look hot as fuck next season to make up for season 4 #yeaaa next weekend me is gonna LOVE this #ALSO #this would've done NUMBERS back in 2016 #my talents are wasted #jonathan byers #stranger things #st edit

[bugs1nmybrain]

Mommy's Boy: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader~Mommy Kink~☆•°♡☆°●♡

As always, Minors do NOT interact!

I remember saying how I thought writing Shigaraki fucking you in front of Dabi was out of pocket, but I've pretty much thrown all humility out the window at this point. Upsidaisy.

Updated: Nov 26th, 2023

Traits about the reader: Medium to big boobs, curvy, thick thighs, implied to be either shigaraki's age (20 in this) or older, implied to be on birth control, bad at playing video games

Notes: NSFW/smut, mommy kink, sub/switch Shigaraki, fem reader, shy and moody Shigaraki???????, Shigaraki loves boobs, awkward reader and Shigaraki interactions, spanking (reader receiving), tit sucking, vulgar language, mutual masturbation, slight degrading, a sprinkle of praise, hair pulling (Tomura receiving), no condom, reader and Shigaraki play GTA 5 in the beginning, kinda cringe tbh, season 4 era Shigaraki

I know each of my fics always end right after sex I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to get better at some plot after sex because I feel like it's so cliché.

"You suck!"

Unfortunately for you and Shigaraki, there was only one controller for the PlayStation. He had wanted a gaming date but there wasn't much you two could do together, so you had compromised by taking turns on GTA (story mode by your request).

Tomura watched as you continued to knock into every car in your line of view. You'd back out of a car you had hit only to knock into another. When you finally made it to a mission that required shooting, you were doing halfway ok, but only because of the auto-aim mechanics to be completely honest. However, the cops just showed up, and now it was you (Trevor), Franklin, and Lamar against a shit load of police. Shigaraki hoped and prayed you'd start catching on, but you just kept on dying.

"GTA 5 is easy! How are you fucking up this bad?" Shigaraki ponders in a near-genuine tone.

"It's been a while! I haven't played for maybe over 6 months."

"It's not even hard whatsoever, I don't get this. Give me a turn."

"You played like 4 minutes ago."

"Yes, but you're bad at this and it's making my head hurt. Give me that stupid controller," Tomura, without your input, snatches the controller out of your hand and plows through the mission for you with ease. You slouch on his shoulder and mope, your feelings hurt by your own pathetic gaming abilities.

"Maybe we should do something that we could both do. Why do I want to just sit here and watch you play GTA all night?" You whine. Shiggy responds with an annoyed groan.

"Take it then! It's not my fault you're shit at this. Maybe try a strangers and freaks mission," Shigaraki drops the controller on your lap. You breathe in and set your waypoint to Vinewood Boulevard. Tomura observes you drive so cautiously that it's almost worse to watch you drive so slow than to smash into cars.

Tomura sighs in agitation and slumps his chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your soft tummy and burying his face in the crook of your neck. He hugs you tight as he watches you fuck up your game and turns his attention away from your awful playthrough to something that he'd consider you to take more pride in.

Tomura glances at the v-neck of your black shirt that looked like his, only short-sleeved. He allows himself to look at your tits while you're distracted. He's had some pretty good self-restraint today, he'd say, as the push-up you were wearing was driving him fucking crazy. They looked so hot and the complexion of your skin gave them a lovely glow. He felt like a pathetic little bitchboy, wanting nothing more than to touch them and bury his face in your tits. It was a good thing you were so distracted by GTA because he was scoping the terrain out to plot his next move.

He felt embarrassed. The two of you have had sex many times, but he still felt annoying to want to appreciate your tits. Would he seem like a little bitch with mommy issues or something? Oh well, you were his girlfriend, right? If you didn't like it then you'd need to find a better toy to play with, though the thought fueled his blood because Shigaraki hadn't ever found anyone that took interest in him like you did.

There was no helping it. He was already growing a boner and you were already feeling it press against your ass as you sat in his lap.

"Tomura?"

He felt a shock surge through him, knowing full well why you were calling his name. So he didn't answer.

"Tomura, are you okay?" You giggle teasingly.

Don't do this to him, he thought. This was supposed to be a simple gaming night. But who was he kidding? 9 times out of 10 your dates ended in kind of sex.

"What gives you the impression that I'm not?" He says in an embarrassed tone. Was he feeling flustered? Cutie.

"Because something's poking me."

"Haha."

You laugh, a little surprised that he's not trying to come back with some cocky monologue like he always does. You turn around to face him to see the cutest scowl on his face. He's clearly frustrated and the boner in his pants only makes it cuter. You take it upon yourself to straddle his lap, resting on his thin frame with your thick thighs. The outline of your crotch presses against his bulge and he grunts in response.

"What's wrong, Tomura?" You coo at him and begin stroking his hair tenderly. You're going to kill him, he swears. His gaze stays stuck on the TV screen as your player stands outside of the Los Santos hospital, but you turn his face to look at you instead. "Why are you being so moody?"

"Your tits have been distracting me all day," he pouts with a flustered face, his eyes now making their way toward your cleavage.

The immediate cackle you respond with almost softens Shiggy's cock all the way, feeling insulted.

"I'm serious," he says with a grumpy voice.

"Really? Is that all, baby?" You smirk with a nurturing voice.

"Pretty much."

Taking Tomura's neck, you kiss his nape gently. He cups your hips with his hands, leaving some fingers up so as to not harm the only person who has both shown him love as well as not piss him off to no end (well, for the most part). You begin grinding on his cock which creates heavy, frustrated sighs from him.

You continue to play with Tomura's hair, messaging his scalp in between your fingers. He tilts his head backwards with a drawn-out whine as if he hasn't been touched in his whole life. That notion wasn't entirely false, before you Tomura hadn't received physical affection like this from anyone and assumed he never would because of his quirk. You were such a lucky catch for him. Maybe it was why he was hesitant to say his needs, he was scared he'd weird you out and that you'd ditch him.

Damn, when did he start caring about how somebody else would feel about his actions?

"What's wrong?" You ask caringly.

"I told you what's wrong."

"Oh, right. What can I do to make it better?"

"Mm.." Shigaraki stares at your chest and back up to you, hoping that you would pick up on his desires without him having to say it. He felt so cringy right now, like a little subby boy begging for access to your tits.

He gives up on trying to be nice when you continue to play dumb. You were doing it on purpose, for sure. A part of you loved seeing Tomura shy and polite like this, as he was usually so abrasive. He tugs on the V of your shirt and whispers in your ear, "are you too numb to get the idea?"

"And what's that?" You banter.

"Bitch. What am I supposed to tell you? That I want to suck on your tits?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Shut up!!"

"It's okay," You laugh. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I know you've got mommy issues."

"What of it? Is that a problem for you?"

"No," you giggle. "Do you need me to spoil you, baby?"

"Ew."

"I'm trying."

Tomura cackles, his broody demeanor. He squeezes your love handles and buries his face in your neck again.

"It's not my fault that you've got the body of a MILF. How am I supposed to react?"

"Wow, what a compliment."

"It is a compliment," Shigaraki snickers as he begins kissing your neck and down your chest. His hands travel from your love handles up to your waist, gripping like his life depended on it. "So, are you going to let me indulge or what?"

You giggle are stroke his long hair as he hums in question, embarrassed by his request, but somehow honored.

"Knock yourself out."

"Mmm, thank you mommy.."

"Oh my god you didn't just say that."

"Just roll with it."

Shigaraki takes a finger and tugs at your V-neck, but is disappointed at your bra. He reaches underneath to unclasp the back and yanks it out from your shirt. His attention focuses back on your tits. Tomura pulls your collar down to reveal one. He wastes no time and begins sucking tenderly. You can feel his cock growing more inside his pants, so you start grinding on the fabric, causing him to grunt while your tit is in his mouth.

Tomura pulls the other breast out from your shirt, taking a moment to gawk at them before going for the other. He teases your other nipple with his fingers. You hadn't realized how sensitive your tits really were as his tongue was flickering against your nipple causing a dripping arousal to seep through your underwear. You whine at the pleasure.

"Is this making you feel good baby?" You ask sultrily to Tomura. He responds with an eager "Mhm" and continues sucking. After what seemed like forever he lifts his head up and pulls your face down to kiss him, his saliva-coated mouth being a lovely adhesive between your lips.

"Your tits are so cute, mommy.."

"When did I consent to this mommy treatment?" You giggle.

"You're literally the one who told me I have mommy issues! Don't make me feel like shit for this."

"I'm not!" you laugh. "I'm just teasing."

You kiss him and continue to tug at his hair, "Does my baby boy need mommy to take good care of him?"

"Yes please.."

"Please, who?"

"Please mommy.."

"Mm.." You lift off of his lap and take your leggings and shirt off, leaving your full figure out for him. He puts up a finger to signal "wait" and reaches over to his bag on the floor and pulls out his special gloves. Fuck what would he do without them? He needs his hand condoms if he's gonna thoroughly make love with you.

"You're so sexy," he says, trailing his fingers to your wet cunt as he begins stroking your clit. You whimper in excitement and begin to pull down his pants. His cute cock slips out, standing proud with pre-cum already leaking out from the tip. As he continues toying with your pussy, you stroke his sensitive cock which creates lovely scratchy moans from his throat.

"God..that's it...," Shigaraki his horny, pulsing cock out on your clit, rubbing circles on it rapidly. You moan out lightly, grinding your clit against his fingers to create more friction. You rub his dick in fast as he submissively cries out in pleasure. Your clit twitches in familiar waves of pleasure once he begins sucking on your tit again.

"Is mommy gonna cum?" Tomura teases, releasing his mouth from your breast to only go to the other.

"Mhm!"

The look on his face when you began falling onto him as you came was unlike him. Tomura snickers in pride, pulling you in for a kiss while you kept stroking his cock.

"I think you deserve some privileges," you coo at him, and you sit on his lap yet again.

"I do? Have I been a good boy?"

"Mhm. Very good boy."

You circle your groin around Tomura's leaking cock as he whines out in pleading.

"Please, mommy..."

"Please mommy what?"

"Fuck me. Fuck me mommy, pleaaaase...."

With a pleasant hum in your throat, you reach down to rub Tomura's cock, then inserting it inside of your dripping cunt. Tomura groans loudly at your gooey, wet walls and attempts to push his cock deeper into you, begging for you to fuck him. To his satisfaction, to begin to bounce on his cock in rhythm, and Tomura swears you're going to drive him insane.

"Mm..does my baby boy like this? Does he feel good?"

"Fuck, yes...," Shigaraki moans. He watches intently as your tits bounce while you fuck him. He smacks your ass in frustration, shocking you.

"I guess I'm a bad boy, then. Are you gonna punish me?" He chuckles maniacally.

"Tomura, that wasn't very nice of you," you squeal, pulling at his hair in response.

Without speaking you begin bouncing on him in a quicker pace than before. Shigaraki holds around your waist tight as he thrusts, trying to savor every inch of your pussy. You were so fucking tight, but so wet too. Your cunt always made him leak, but tonight it was driving him mad.

"..fuck me...fuck me harder, mommy!"

"MmmMM! Fuck! God, mommy, you're gonna milk me.."

You oblige, hopping on him while you clench your walls, purposely trying to milk him.

"That's it, baby. Cum for me. Cum inside of mommy's pussy."

You definitely didn't have to tell him twice. Tomura sufficates himself into your neck as he holds you tight, fucking you until he finally cums deep. His orgasm is intense and long, as he continues to pump you full of cum for many seconds.

Panting and sweating, Shigaraki kisses you once more before you lift your pussy off of his cock, cum oozing out onto his lap. He snuggles in your arms and you stroke his hair. He whines from his cock that's still throbbing after his orgasm.

"Did that feel good, baby?" You ask with a nurturing tone, kissing his scrunkly forehead.

"Uh-huh...I don't know if I've ever came that hard."

"Mommy told you she'd take good care of you."

"Okay stop it. That shit is over and done with," he laughs and flicks your forehead. You rest your head down on his chest while he holds you tight, breathing heavily as he pets your skin.

"I love you," Tomura says and kisses your head as he yawns, sleepy from his orgasm.

"I love you too, Tomura."

"Next time Daddy's gonna have to do something special for you."

#shigaraki tomura #Shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut

[muzsmoux]

Reviewing tgcf characters because I have thoughts

I finished S2 recently and I need somewhere to put my not exactly hot but like warm (?) takes because it's taking up too much storage space in my brain.

🤍 Xie Lian 🤍

It's a good thing I'm not into guys because if I was I would be on my knees for this man in every sense of that expression and his pet menace to society would mince me up like garlic.

So I'll try to be brief about my overflowing feelings about him. Xie Lian is the best main character I have come across in a WHILE. He's the embodiment of compassion and kindness. And also a cold blooded murderer. A babygirl. A father figure. A terrifying martial god. A silly little guy. A pathological liar. The most genuine man you'll ever meet. He's everything, and Hua Cheng is 100% valid in his obsession. I'm right there with him.

Rating: 10/10

❤️ Hua Cheng ❤️

Idk if we ever figured out who wrote My Immortal but I'm pretty sure we have our culprit.

"Hi my name is Hua Cheng Crimson Rain Sought Flower Red-Robed Ghost King and this is my evil weapon of death E-ming. I've killed soooo many gods with it!! My dark power is I can summon storms of BLOOD and SUFFERING. I have my own scary city of DEMONS and they all love me and think I'm HOT but I only want my BOYFRIEND who's the only REAL GOD so STOP FLAMING HIM YOU POSERS-"

Needless to say I love him. Being the 8 time winner of the Loverboy of the Century Awards with unbeatable records in the yearning olympics is truly a remarkable feat.

Rating: 9/10

(Bonus: E-ming. Cute little guy. Likes his stepdad more than his real dad. Not afraid to show it's feelings even if it makes it look like a muppet, 10/10)

🧡 Feng Xin & Mu Qing 🧡

Tweedle dee and tweedle dum gets a shared rating because they would hate to be grouped together like that and that's funny to me. Their dynamic is great, they're good characters, I wasn't sure which one was which until midway through the second season. But then also I have a pair of 7yo twin cousins who I still can't tell apart despite them not looking even a slight bit similar so that might just be a character flaw on my end. Oops.

Rating: 7/10

🩵Shi Qingxuan🩵

I'm doubling the rating because she is best boy and best girl at the same time. I love that I can use any and all pronouns for him because he's literally a pride parade personified and therefore all of them are correct. You don't get that type of chaotic fun just anywhere.

He is truly living my dream, presenting as whatever gender they want depending on what's more convenient and/or funnier in the moment. Super useful, for things like gathering intel and terrorizing Feng Xin by being a woman.

And I personally think we should crown her the new emperor. She'd look significantly better on that throne, with her Barbie-like radiance and flourishing Kenergy.

Rating: 20/10

🖤 Ming Yi 🖤

Listen, I hate to say it because I like a sunshine x grump moment as much as the next gay but he's just... not giving what he thinks he's giving. Everyone is whispering ominously about him having some dark devastating secret but MY point is no matter how big his boobs are in his female form, Shi Qingxuan could do better. I'm sorry. She really could.

Rating: 4/10

💙 Lang Qianqiu 💙

Just an honest man with good intentions and a sickass fucking sword. He did NOT hesitate to attack the infamous Crimson Rain Sought Flower on SIGHT and I respect a quick decisionmaker, even if it shows some himbo tendencies. He also has the same distinct energy as Fred from Scooby Doo.

Rating: 6/10

💚 Qi Rong 💚

He's got some odd dietary and moral choices going on. Definitely. But he's just such a fun villain!!! Being Xie Lian's nr 1 source of migraines SHOULD make me like him less but I'm sorry, every time he was on screen I was LIVING. He would do numbers on reality TV. Someone put this guy on Kitchen Nightmares, I need to see him 1v1 Gordon Ramsay.

Rating: 7/10

🌚 Jun Wu 🌚

He has his emperor status & DILF card going for him but something about this man just ain't right. If he came to a party I was attending I would cover my drink is all I'm saying.

Rating: 2/10

🔥Pei Ming🔥

I don't know much about him besides he had that one shady empolyee or whatever (could not hear the plot over the deafening sound of Hua Cheng's yearning) but I'm partial to a good manwhore character. The thought of people praying to him like "Hugh Mungus, who art in heaven-" really tickles me.

I know he's probably straight but I headcanon him as at the very least bi-curious because you can't be that hot with that much game and not use it for evil. (That evil being causing large scale gay awakenings among his soldiers.)

Rating: 7/10

❓Pei Xiu❓

Unreliable, unimportant, unattractive, unemployed.

I remember not a singular thing about him besides fucking up Xie Lian's daughter's life and also being on my last nerve from the jump. If you're going to be evil at like least be memorable about it, you know? You can't be a bad person and a bad character at the same time. Pick a struggle.

Rating: 1/10

📚 Ling Wen 📚

I heard she committed some war crimes but honestly if I had to do an entire realm's tax returns by myself AND teach Pei Ming how to read (I refuse to believe that man is literate, just look at him) I would want to rage on occasion too. I hope she has a hot wife waiting for her at home to give her massages after carrying the whole system on her back all day. It's what she deserves.

Rating: 8/10

Thank you for reading!! Opinions might change once I read the books but as of now this is it. Remembering everyone's names has been a journey and a half so this post is sponsored by @kirstenly 's character cheat sheet go look at it! and everything else too!!!

#heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #feng xin #mu qing #shi qingxuan #ming yi #lang qianqiu #qi rong #jun wu #pei ming #pei xiu #ling wen #sorry for the long post #im just obsessed

[snackugaki]

...visdev really is my enrichment activity for i am just a bored tiger in my enclosure, looking to figure out how to get this steak out of this metal ball.

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my tmnt au (where everyone made it past their 20s, splinter’s alive just old, venus is here, and they deserve some goddamn respite and shenanigans)

tmnt au part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

tmnt au omake 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

lny visit 1 | 2

also uhhh... i guess still idw, next mutation, and like 1 mirage spoiler? mostly for the kids who haven’t but were planning to read/watch

you’re about to perceive so much

p r e p a r e

so close to getting this AU looking as crunchy as i want it, almosttttt tttthhhhhere...!

just somewhere tasty between Mignola’s use of deep black shadow, what MTV Liquid Television woulda greenlit re: The Maxx, a dash of 2007, 1 part Next Mutation, 2 parts funny proportions

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh str ugglingggg

Leo’s shortest because haha (family baby gang, get rekt)

this is so much thought for something I’m just doing to give these turtle ninjas some softness and the genx/millenial pop culture references gag comics

Splinter is full of ghosts

(specifically the onryo borne from the murdered Yoshi Hamato and Tang Shen [because oroku saki a bitch])

[ redacted ] and Tang Shen’s ghost gained control and guided Splinter to raise the boys in love and not [ redacted ] to [ redacted ] in [ redacted ]

Splinter was just a regular little rat... who on his 1000th birthday witnessed the death of his friend/unwitting master and his wife, and thus transformed into a wrathful kyūso (minus the kitten eating) and chased Shredder until losing his trail in New York

Shredder’s fuck around and Splinter’s rampaging as the find out caused the tengu to repo some of the mysticism from ninjutsu

now all the (remaining) ninja clans debuffed and mad about it

The tengu bestowed the ninja the ability to summon shit (kuchiyose), enact mystical effects upon people and objects (kuji kiri), going invisible, minor flight (actually just qinggong/light body technique), and manipulation of the 5 elements, and creating doubles (bunshin)

but again, Shredder fucked up so now ninja can like barely control anything bigger than a lit torch or a 16 oz bottle of liquid and that’s if you got in enough hours to do even that

I mentioned elsewhere but for me in any AU I make, Venus is a cultivator and the more I think about it the more I will die on this hill, not only does it fit better than her being a “shaman” or “shinobi��� it’s sick as fuck

Jennika’s origin was pretty fkkn metal, she still falls in with the Foot, gets shanked, Leo gives blood-- bam, turtle time

Jennika goes to hang with Venus in China and get a better understanding of her new turtle body

Keno’s here, still tried to infiltrate the Foot (with Jennika) but bugged out when she couldn’t stay without being made (Jennika refused to leave womp)

teaches Leo some arnis techniques for Leo’s dual wielding; Donnie also just in case his bo is shattered... again. :)

Irma has made all the boys blush at least twice

Irma is also soap opera buddies with Splinter

they meet up at least twice a month to gab, gush, and groan over what’s currently going on in their stories, when Venus visits she also joins in, Irma also has a conversational grasp on Japanese and Venus’ regional dialect because of these visits

April has a full out shoujo manga romance with Chu Hsi

and he’s a hot dragon prince uhuhuhuhuhu

Irma is privy to all the steamy details

keeping Leo and Karai as character foils

both received scars from one another

both released each other from sealing wards from [ redacted ]

now they just meet every so often to eat the greasiest fast food and unclench of an hour

Raph still gets his ass worked by Ninjara, folded like an omelette sat on a lawn chair

Vam Mi is also here, she’s fought first (because honestly she should’ve been either brought in earlier in the season or had a few more episodes because that shit coulda resolved better)

Venus is brought to NYC for this antagonist instead of Dragonlord escaping (and murdering her father figure forcing her to seek out his friend Splinter for aid)

Donnie doesn’t take the news of real vampires or real magic well

Donnie and Venus have a knock down drag out fight over it (because they’re 17 at this point and being li’l shits to each other about their respective fields of expertise)

“The nerds are fightingggggg!” cries Mikey, Leo and Raph don’t believe it so imagine their surprise when they get a demo in real time on how scary competent staff fighters are

Leo gets Splinter when one of Donnie’s missed strikes cracks the concrete

Splinter breaks them up like talking a walk in the park and it’d be comical if they both weren’t bleeding from the mouth and peppered with swelling contusions

Venus begins accepting Donnie when his tech prevents her from becoming a thrall of Vam-Mi

Donnie begins accepting Venus when she uses a massive amount of chi to manipulate gravity just before he becomes street pizza when Vam-Mi throws him off a bridge

they also combine skill sets to save Mikey so there’s that

Venus goes from calling Donnie, “Horatio (derogatory)” to “Horatio (affectionate)”

they now have a dumbass long-as-fuck handshake that’s unforgivably nerdy 

April is still a magic drawing-brought-to-life baby, Venus puts her in a painted scroll when she starts phasing in and out of existence (she and Chu Hsi have a great time in the scroll... while everyone is shitting bricks until Venus and her sect stabilize her and get her made real, Pinocchio style)

April’s grandmothers gifted Venus 2 pieces of jade jewelry, and her family’s recipe for sweet potato pudding respectively for saving April

the boss fight against Dragonlord is dope as fuckkkkk, Chu Hsi is being cool as fuck, fiddled with some concepts* that has Leo and Karai being a champion of Genbu, Raph for Byakko, Mikey for Suzaku, Chu Hsi’s retainer (a good dragon, wink wonk) steps in for Seiryu because Donnie and Venus are siphoning and redirecting an enormous amount and variety of mystical power

*i’m just pulling from fushigi yugi honestly

splinter, the boys, and venus (and others) mutating from mutagen laced toxic waste was a pure accident

Splinter was investigating a lead on Shredder’s movements concerning the Foot the same night an animal liberation sleeper cell ‘freed’ some animals from the back of a pet store (that was a front for black market domestic and exotic animal trafficking) that is also the same night a stolen truck driven by some corporate spies filled with a competitor’s chemical waste, which then collides with said liberation sleeper cell’s truck and... ooze happens

Leatherhead, the Mutanimals, Mondo, Mona Lisa, Slash also get mutated from the events of that night, either leading up to or following the aftermath

plus some others etc etc

Venus still washes down the gutter, gets rube goldberg pinballed onto a crate of plums where Chung I finds her and still gets named Mei and taken to live in China and eventually learns to cultivate

Tokka and Rahzar get made, and unmade ala TMNT II; the mutagen made them a little silly tho, April adopts Rahzar and passes him off as a low content wolfdog, Leatherhead takes in Tokka

April went through a couple of major changes so now she’s a journalist with a computer programming background who now does a podcast as an informal neighborhood news reporter with a segment for chatting with people from around the street

Mikey’s the most frequent guest and co-hosts sometimes; Donnie troubleshoots free of charge

Venus brings her province’s regional delicacies when she comes to visit, Splinter and Leo both get pu er tea cakes (she managed to get one the same age as him; Splinter is too old so she got the oldest she could find, Leo has so many tea pets and a nice yixing collection); Raph, Keno, and Casey fight over the pickles, meat jerkies, and chili oil; Mikey has an artillery of cool shirts and a lifetime supply of haw flakes, Donnie has a mountain of doodads with increasingly specific uses, April gets neat accessories and the occasional care package sent with Venus from her grandparents, uncles, and aunties; Irma gets neat frames and coats that never fail to get a “Where did you get that??”

Raph rides a Kawasaki Ninja because it’s funny

A lot of bodegas give Mikey free snacks because the bodega cats love him, and he’s also saved some from being run over or ripped apart by stray dogs or the few large angry raccoons

Donnie’s the only one of his brothers to wear both a top and bottom with shoes because once he figured out how to integrate a motherboard and miscellany wiring onto clothing... he’s been a walking computing menace ever since

Splinter does his best to enjoy his time with his sons (because as a kyūso, he knows the chances of outliving his precious sons is very high (ᴗ‿ᴗ✿)  ...give or take one of the many opponents and obstacles his sons take on takes him out first ( ◕ᴗ◕✿ ) )

god whathefuck, I was just going to make silly comics for them. how did it come to this.

#i'm so curious #some of you kids tag this shit as 2003 #and i'm ??? #i'm not subtle about being an elder millenial #or about who my childhood turtles were #i love trash #i love the next mutation #like is it to keep your tag active? #i feel like it's probably the thing #where someone assumes they're interacting with someone of their same xyz #which honestly? fair #a lot of the TMNT fans I see are 03 or 12 fans #there's a few other Turtlemania survivors around that I see #but not a lot of us #:( #...i'm still laughing at that poll #with the arbitrary age cut off being 37+ #sorry poll op #it's just... it was literally oddly specific #ba dum tss #if you know why I used apples as a measurement... #...hahaha you also like Sanrio #if you know who I based Irma off of... #can you blame me #Nadia is who Irma would be #if she kept the cheek but mellowed out a li'l #so much weird shit happened to her #so of course she'd simultaneously be #blase cheeky and wry #visdev is my enrichment activity

[mostlylurkinbarelypostin]

Hot take: S3 Dustin sucked just as bad as S3 Mike and Lucas.

I’ve always found it kinda odd when people paint Dustin as some perfect friend in S3. The entire reason that Dustin was with Steve the whole season was because he was mad at all his friends for supposedly “ditching” him the night before at Weathertop. That’s why he goes to Steve instead of them after hearing the Russian transmission. He lies to Steve and says that all his friends ditched him, which, of course, made Steve feel bad for him. He then tells Steve “They’re gonna regret it though, big time, when they don’t get to share in my glory”.

Like come on. Tell me that boy wasn’t being SO petty. He was so confident that he was gonna be an “American hero” after hearing that Russian transmission and yet he wasn’t gonna share an ounce of that glory with his friends because it was late and they were probably tired of listening to him try and call Suzie for literal hours. That’s no exaggeration. When Mike and El leave the rest of the group on the hill, Dustin looks at his watch and says “curfew at 4?”. By the time Will, Max, and Lucas finally leave, it’s dark out and Will even says “it’s late”. They spent all afternoon up there.

So at that point, the group had surprised Dustin when he got home, helped him lug all the radio parts up the hill, built the radio, and then sat for hours while Dustin tried to contact Suzie… but apparently that wasn’t enough for him? Dustin still said that they ditched him, which like yes Mike and El did, but that was unfair to say about the others.

Robin actually says something interesting in the last episode that always stuck out to me. It’s when they’re driving to weathertop and she says “Suzie must be pretty special, huh? I mean if you built this thing and lugged it all the way to the middle of nowhere just to talk to her?” Interesting choice of words considering we were explicitly shown how Dustin didn’t do all that by himself, and how his friends helped him both carry the parts to the top of the hill and assemble the thing. This makes the implication something like “Your friends must be really special, huh? If they helped you lug this thing all the way to the middle of nowhere and build it, just so you could talk to your girlfriend?”

They also weren’t even confident that Suzie even existed at that point, but they helped him anyways. They did it because they love him. So with all that being said, kinda fucked up of him to say what he did to Steve and paint them as terrible friends.

It’s even worse when you look at Will specifically. I’ve heard some people say that Dustin would have totally played DND with Will if he was with The Party the whole season instead of Steve. However, that’s simply not true. Will was the last to leave Dustin on the hill and before he left he asked if they could maybe play DND (“or something fun”) tomorrow. It was a direct invitation to hangout again tomorrow but all Dustin gave him back was a self pitying little “Yeah, maybe.”

He doesn’t hangout with Will the next day.

So Will spent all day doing what Dustin wanted to do, but just like with Mike and Lucas, he couldn’t get the same in return. Even with an invitation to hangout again tomorrow, Dustin still clumped Will in with his other friends who he says ditched him, which makes it kind of hypocritical that Dustin doesn’t show up for Will the next day.

So no, Dustin wouldn’t have played DND with Will if he was around cause he was actively and knowingly choosing not to do that by going to the mall to see Steve. He could have been playing DND with Will if he wanted to. The offer was on the table. He didn’t take it though. He wanted to be petty instead.

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that Dustin was no better of a friend to Will in S3 than Lucas or Mike was. One could even argue that he was worse than them.

Obviously I have no real beef with these made-up children, but I just think some might have missed this part of the story cause Dustin is not the perfect angel character that some see him as 😅

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[loveronlineee]

Stranger Things Season 4 Volume 2 spoilers.

At first it was denial.

I saw the signs. I saw how he said Never change Dustin Henderson. I saw him say again and again that he’s no hero. I saw him go back to give the others more time. I watched as he lay so close to gone with Dustin holding him and I still didn’t believe it.

Then it was shock.

How the time skip happened and everyone was safely back, out of the upside down. No mention of Eddie from anyone, until Dustin.

Then it changed again, going back and forth between heart wrenching mourning and white hot anger.

I am upset. The kind of upset where your feelings overcome your body and you can’t even stand, your knees giving in beneath you. Crying on the floor. Watching the tears fall onto the ground, inches from your face.

I am upset. The kind of upset where you can’t even hold back the fury. Where nothing will calm you down and you’re shaking and tense, and you just have to feel that feeling with every fibre of your being until it turns back into tears.

I convinced myself that Eddie wasn’t going to die. I read posts saying that Eddie and Jonathan were gonna have scenes next season, they put forward the point that Why would there be so much promotion for a character that wouldn’t even be in the next season?

I couldn’t even enjoy the rest of the episode after that. I couldn’t be excited about Robin and Vickie. I didn’t feel anything when Hopper and Joyce reunited with their kids. I didn’t care that Hawkins was in trouble. Nothing else mattered after that. I felt numb.

Thank you Joe Quinn. For bringing alive a character that I love more than any other I ever have. No other is even close. And fuck you Duffer brothers for absolutely ruining him.

I’m only half serious, because I understand that when you make something and people love it, you’re terrified that one day you’ll fuck it up and all those supporters will turn on you. I know that the Duffers originally didn’t want Eddie to be that likeable, since they planned on killing him. But they didn’t change what they planned even after casting Joe.

And I think what makes me the most angry is that his death wasn’t even a good death.

No one mourned for him. There was no funeral. We don’t even know that much about what happened after. We can assume that they just left his body there, to rot in the upside down. Alone. Forever.

He never got to meet Will. He would have loved him. He would have taken him under his wing and protected him and become a second older brother. He never got to meet El and see her awesome powers in action. He never got to meet Hopper, or Joyce, or Murray or Argyle or Holly or any of the parents or anyone else.

I wanted to see him become part of the group. I wanted to see him interact with the others. What would Hopper have said after taking one look at him? It would’ve made me laugh whatever it would’ve been. I wonder what Eddie would’ve thought of Dustin’s girlfriend Suzie. Did he even know that this girl with superpowers was Mike’s girlfriend???

His name was never redeemed. Everyone still hates him. He never graduated. And no, he didn’t die a hero. His death wasn’t an epic sacrifice like Billy’s was. He died even though the exact same thing happened to Steve and he survived.

His death didn’t feel like it meant anything.

And it should’ve

It could’ve.

If Eddie died it could’ve been him protecting Steve, Nancy and Robin. He reaches the house, saves them but ultimately doesn’t make it. Maybe he makes such a ruckus that Vecna has to find him and kill him himself, giving El and Max more time to save themselves.

If they were planning on it, it could’ve been so. Much. Better.

Duffer brothers you made me fall in love with a show and continue to love it for 6 years. And you ruined it in just under 4 hours.

But even after everything, I still love this show. And I will not stop writing. Eddie Munson you stole my heart and I have no regrets about that.

And I will share this love with every person who reads my work and interacts with my blog who loves him too.

I’ll write Eddie the story he deserves.

Eddie I love you. You freak.

- Willow.

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[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

Could you please write an Eddie Munson x reader. The reader is Eddie’s girlfriend. For this story could you please do angst and fluff. Thank you!

The reader gets injured (bit) the same way Eleven does in season 3 and same wound except this takes place in season 4 episode 7 where Eddie, Nancy, Steve and Robin are fighting the bats. At the end of the fight one of the tentacles grabs and bites the readers leg and Eddie is the first one to grab onto the reader as she is lifted into the air by her leg the same way Eleven was. Eddie, Steve, Nancy, and Robin are all fighting to get the reader down and finally do but the reader is severely wounded and losing a lot of blood. Eddie carries the reader as they all rush to get to safety as they try to hide in the upside down and just like Eleven they have to cut her leg open to get what’s inside her leg out. Once they do the reader passes out from blood loss and Eddie carries her as they all rush to Eddie’s trailer to get out of the upside down. Once they get the gate open Eddie helps get the reader through the gate as she is still passed out. They are able to get her through the gate and are able to tend to her leg. When the reader wakes up Eddie is sitting right next to her holding her hand and tearfully tells the reader he thought he lost her. Eddie and the reader comfort each other over the events that just happened and fall asleep cuddling with each other.

Hi, thanks for your patience on this and allowing me to take this request in a sightly divergent route! I really appreciate you. 

Requests have resumed. You can submit yours here!

Currently writing for Eddie Munson. I write for a variety of reader inserts (male, female, gender neutral, readers of color too).

The more details you had to your request, the better it is for me. EX: “What about some fluff for Eddie after he’s had a long day?”

Feel free to look through my masterlist here!

Eddie Munson x Female Reader.

CW: Injuries, blood, passing out, etc

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You’ve never felt what it truly means to have the fear buzzing under your skin. You always thought it might just be something that you can only really register in retrospect. No one can really feel the thundering of their heart and how hot their skin in and not freeze. You always thought that when fear kicked in like this it would make all your limbs seize. 

And they feel like they should be. But there’s the voice in the back of your head begging you not to freeze. There’s the voice in the back of your head telling you you’ve got to fucking make it out alive. It doesn’t matter if you shit yourself. It doesn’t matter if your skin boils alive with how hot you are. It doesn’t matter if you are dripping wet from the lake. It doesn’t matter if your limbs feel like lead. You have got to fucking survive. 

The screech of the bats echoes in your ears, but all you can think is that you’ve got to stay the fuck alive. You notice just behind Eddie a bat trying to swoop in but you call out his name and tell him to duck. Thankfully he doesn’t think twice and just crouches in just enough time for the bat to just miss and you follow up with a harsh swing to its body. 

It screeches and you shout back, “Bastard!”

You have to stay alive. It’s all you can think to yourself even as Steve slams the body of a bat to the ground over and over again. “We’re not safe out in the open,” you state, watching the scene in front of you. 

The bats have too much of a clear line of all five of you. They can circle and have nothing in the way to make it harder. A few more crowd around and when it seems like it’s just a few more that are approaching the odds aren’t pretty but they might be doable. 

That is until more of the swarm pops up in the distance. 

“The woods. Come on,” Nancy calls out and the group doesn’t think twice about taking off. 

“Great. More running,” Robin huffs. 

You’re careful as you can be to avoid vines on the ground. Stay alive. Stay alive. Stay alive. Don’t anger the beast. Stay alive. Stay alive. Don’t anger the beast anymore. Your group finds some refuge under a fallen rock. The screech of the bats echoes, filling your ears to the point that you’re shocked you can hear Eddie calling your name quietly. “Baby, you okay?”

It’s the brush of his hand over your ankle that truly captures your attention. “I-I don’t know,” you whisper. It’s not that you think you’re physically injured but you’re not sure you’re actually living through this. You’re not sure any of this real. 

Eddie looks over you quickly. The blue of your top doesn’t seem stained, but it is dark. He hates that he can’t really see, so Eddie reaches out, back of his hand gliding over your torso. “You-did you get bit?”

You shake your head. “No,no, just freaked out, Eddie.”

He relaxes, shoulders dropping as he nods too. “Yeah, yeah me too.”

You know he’s freaked for different reasons. He’s got his life on the line. Then he’s worried about you--being in this place, with the danger. “It’s all very freaky,” you muse. 

The conversation doesn’t make it far before Steve sways and in the midst of Nancy getting him patched up, the lot of you are trying to decide how to get through that portal again. If bats are swarming it, just walking back through won’t be possible. 

Robin suggests the police station. The idea barely sprouts legs before Steve’s shooting it down. 

“I have guns,” Nancy offers, like she’s pissed she forgot just a little. 

“You, Nancy Wheeler, have guns--plural--in your bedroom?” Eddie clarifies. 

“Full of surprises isn’t she?” Robin chuckles. 

“It’s our best shot,” you offer, slipping an arm around Eddie’s waist. The lack of his denim vest over his leather jacket makes his outfit feel foreign to your eyes. Your sentence just lands before the quake hits. You tighten your grip to Eddie and Robin, as uncoordinated as a freshly born giraffe, falls into the two of you. 

 As you all recover, you set out to Nancy’s place. You don’t care what you’ve got do it just as long as you get the hell out of his place. The trek to her place is flled with your inner mantra, Don’t anger the beast anymore. Stay alive. Don’t anger the best. Stay alive. 

And it seems like you would’ve followed through on it. You get to Nancy’s--her guns a bust due to Upside Down being in the past--but then you manage to get Dustin to lead you all to another portal at Eddie’s place. The place Chrissy died. 

It feels all so close. The sight of Eddie’s trailer though it’s covered in vines brings a wave of relief to your body. It feels like the first deep inhale you can take since jumping into the lake. 

You’re not even paying attention to Eddie, too focused on just getting into the trailer. But he’s in front of you so when he pulls up short, the sight of his own home making his heart thunder in his chest because he knows. Inside, though it was technically in Normal Hawkins--inside is where Chrissy needed Eddie the most. 

You collide into something solid enough to knock you a couple steps back. “Oof,” you huff out, trying to gather your footing fast. Your foot slides, and it’s not solid ground. 

You know what you’ve done before you can even get a sound out. The vine pulses beneath your foot, slithering now a life you’d feared seeing. It’s slimy and you look down to your ankle to see the vine sliding up your leg. “No, no, no,” you chant. 

Before you can reach down to attempt to untie the shoe, leave it behind, you lose your balance. “Eddie!” you screech. “Anyone! Help!”

The whole group spins at the blood curdling scream. There you hang, being pulled upside down, reaching out for Eddie, fingers splayed and stretching as far as you can. It feels like you can’t reach out far enough. Stay alive. 

“Oh, shit,” Robin whispers. 

Eddie’s reaching back for you, grabbing onto your wrist to keep you from going completely into the air. His feet are sliding as the vine pulls back on his weight. Not you. You can’t get caught in this, Eddie thinks. And he can’t run either. He can’t run away from you. 

Eddie tugs, half his mind worried that he’ll end up hurting you but the other half of his mind focused on keeping you safe. 

It’s tight--the hold on you ankle. But it’s mostly fear and some anger. You were so fucking close. So fucking close to freedom. Now, you hang, caught in a vice grip and the world titled in nearly a 45 degree angle. 

Nancy rushes over, taking hold of Eddie’s waist to help give him more counter weight. It’s not well thought out. It could very well topple him over, but she gets herself planted firmly and she holds. 

“Eddie, do you have anything around here? Axe? Something?” Steve is shouting, but already poised to run inside of the trailer. 

“You’re okay,” Eddie shouts up at you. “I’m not letting go.”

“Please don’t!” you return. 

“Eddie!” Steve screeches. “What have you got?”

Eddie tries to think, but the sound of your cry rings and bounces around his skull. It pierces his chest. “Uh,” he starts, eyes closing for a moment. “Porch--under the porch. There should be an axe.” It’s the one that Wayne hide away when Wayne was 12 and they kept it there because there was no other place to stash it in the trailer. 

Steve hops down and finds under the sloped wooden slabs an axe. Robin’s anchored herself to Nancy, all three of them trying their best to keep Eddie from being pulled up. 

“It hurts, Eds.”

“Just hold on, baby!” he begs. “It’s going to be okay!” It has to be. It has to be okay. 

The first hit to the vine is wet, some black goo flies out. Steve doesn’t relent, pulling the blade out and going in for a second swing. Eddie keeps his hold. Not you, not you, he prays. 

It’s uncomfortable now, the way you’re in the air, but not fully upside. You are trying so hard to keep your grip on Eddie. Every hit Steve lands seems to only make it worse. But you don’t want to crack. Maybe it’ll get worse before it gets better. 

“C’mon!” Steve screeches. “Let her go!”

Another squeeze and then behind it something is crawling. You can feel it slithering up the vein from the inside. It scampers up and up and your heart races at the feeling. “No, no, no,” you beg, tears blurring your vision. 

The sharp pain comes not a second before the vein releases. Your screech rips over your throat--the pain and the drop both startling you. The string of people holding onto Eddie fall when the resistance suddenly cuts out. But Eddie’s pulling and pulling and you fall into him and onto hip and leg. 

You sob into his chest, trying to tell him that something bit you. Something hurts. But all you can get out are the sobs. There’s still white in your vision from the pain. The sensation of it crawling makes you want to rip your own skin open. “It hurts,” you hiccup out. 

Eddie’s rocking your body, lips pressed into your chair. “I’ve got you.”

“I really hate to break up the re-union, but we’ve got about three seconds before the whole ecosystem comes for our throats,” Steve announces. 

Nancy and Robin have recovered but you’re still buried in Eddie’s chest. He tries to coax you up but it hurts too much. You can feel it in your skin. 

The thing about staying alive is that there are times to do and times to die. Staying alive means you have to do. 

You manage to push up, grit your teeth and hobble into the trailer. Staying alive means doing. 

The feeling of your blood seeping out etches itself into the prickles of your leg hair. You want to sob. You want nothing more than tear your own insides out. But you’ve got to stay the fuck alive. 

It’s blurry. Once you’re inside, you catch faintly the sounds of the kids’ voices--Dustin and Erica and maybe some others--but you’re not sure. All you can think to yourself is stay alive. 

Stay alive. 

Stay alive. 

“We’ve got to get it out!” Eddie’s panicked, pacing the living room and watching your barely conscious body, slumped in one of the chairs at the dining table. The creature in your leg still slithering underneath the skin. The sight nearly rocks Eddie’s gut and he can feel the bile rising. Not that he can’t handle blood. He can--he’s had his fair share of bloody noses, split lips, skinned knees. But it’s you. It’s you panting and trying to stay conscious. It’s you with something from the Upside Down under your skin. 

Eddie managed to get the injury tied off--a shitty tourniquet if he’s honest made of his belt--to hopefully slow the bleeding. But there’s no way you can make it without them getting whatever it is in your leg out. 

“We can--once we’re through,” Nancy returns. “Get her up and ready! We will die here if we don’t move.”

No--Eddie won’t let you die here, that’s for certain. 

You’re up before you realize you’ve been sat. Eddie’s in your ear. You can’t make out his voice coherently enough to piece together what he’s saying. You think you hear hospital. 

Stay alive. 

When you wake, you realize there’s a harsh streak of light cracking through the blinds. You don’t recognize the ceiling. It feels silly to say it’s the ceiling you don’t recognize. But you don’t. You turn your head and realize you don’t recognize the coffee table or the couch. 

You’re on a couch. 

As you go to sit up, a soreness radiates up your leg and the groan of pain slips from your lips without realizing.

“You’re awake.” The voice next to you is breathless. But you know it anywere in the world. 

“Eds?” you turn back and see him kneeling next to you. 

The tremble in his hands is evidence as he pushes back some of the hairs from your face. “Ye-yeah, it’s me. How-how do you feel?”

“Like I got hit by a bus,” you laugh. Your eyes slip close and the vine comes back. You’re in the air. The slithering and crawling. Then the bit. You whimper at the thought, willing it out of your mind but it lingers. “Please--is it? Is is still inside me?” you whisper around the tears forming . 

“No, no,” Eddie reassures. “It wasn’t pretty, but you’re okay. It’s gone, baby. It’s gone. Red’s good for something.”

The tear slip down your cheeks. “Max?”

“She knew someone. They were close by and trustworthy. It’s gone, I promise.” Eddie rests his forehead against yours and you pull him in by his shoulders closer to your body. “You’re alive, okay? And safe.” 

Eddie’s voice cracks too as he speaks and he wants to say more, but the emotions have swallowed up all the words. There’s nothing else to say when his heart feels like it nearly fall out his ass. He’s relieve just to have you still. 

You can only nod as the tears choke you, chest tightening as you try not to cry. You stayed alive. There’s no doubt more shit to worry about--how exactly the lot of you would proceed and how to be prepared for Venca/One. But for now, you stayed alive. 

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[jessjad]

Unexpected

Chapter 1

Summary: After a Halloweenparty Y/N actually didn't want to got to, her life seems to be turned around. The reason is a very stubborn Supe that seems to have her in his visier. Is it just a coincidance or more?

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Reader

Word Count: 2041

Warnings: None really, some language

A/N: Hello! 😊 Finally, we're here. I'm still working on and changing the plot of the story, 'cause I have so many ideas in my head. ^^ I put my twist on the story and make my own out of it. Since we still haven't gotten a season 4. So, I hope you like it. We start out slow, but it will pick up pace. All mistakes are mine. Let me know what you think.

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The cold november wind was blowing through the streets of New York while Y/N was on her way to her favorite café. She needed a good caffeine fix and a delicious croissant to calm her nerves. Since this stupid halloweenparty she felt somehow on edge. Almost as if somebody was following her, but she could not be sure about that.

It did also not help that her best friend Caroline was on the phone with her, trying to get as much information out of her as she could. They hadn't seen each other since the party. Luckily for Y/N she had two weeks off of work and used the first couple of days to hide in her apartment, still not believing herself for what she had done. Or better said, what she had let happen to her.

"Oh c'mon, girl! Spill the details! You can't hide forever." the other woman said with a laugh in her voice and Y/N had to smile.

"There is not much to tell." she tried, but her friend knew her to well.

"Of course there is! That guy was sooo hot! If I would have not been so busy with my man I would've take a chance with him too."

That Y/N believed right away. But not like her, Caroline was a little more blind about the supes, Vaught and everything that was related with it, than other people. She never really cared about those things. Maybe because she never lost someone to one of those cruel, reckless bastards.

"So? Did he ring your bell?"

"Oh god, Care! You wont give up, right." now Y/N had to laugh.

"No, I won't! That's why it's probably best for you to start at the beginning."

Y/N stepped through the door of the café and got in line.

"Let me get my order first and then I'll talk." she negotiated which Care agreed on.

It took almost ten minutes until Y/N took a set at an empty table in the back of the café where she was somewhat undisturbed. After the first sip of the rich coffee and a bite from the delicious croissant she was ready to tell her friend about the evening.

"If I wouldn't have drank that much nothing would've probably happend, but... somehow he got... under my skin."

Which was not a lie. She detested Soldier Boy and all of his kind. You were nowhere safe from them and if you did nothing but just look the wrong way at one of them, you surely would pay with your live. They never gave a fuck about normal people like she was.

"He seemed like a man who knows what to say and how to handle himself." said Care more serious now that she got the tea from her friend about her hot night.

"Yeah..." with that she was right. "We talked and talked and all of sudden we were looking for a place more quiet. I... I didn't want that at first but the alcohol got to me and the next thing I knew, we were in a bedroom, making out."

"Uuuhhh, now comes the good part." Caroline giggled.

"I'm not going into detail, but he knew what he was doing. Oh yeah... he definitely knew..."

And she didn't know why she was so surprised that Soldier Boy actually wanted her to have fun too. Even now when she thought about it how he made her cum three times, her core still started to quiver. Like he was in no rush to get it over with. It was something Y/N never had in her mind, not after the woman learned the hard truth about the supes and how they really were. But that night the "all american hero" seemed to have all the time in the world. Which was probably pretty true.

"See? I knew it was a good idea to drag you out of your apartment and go to this party. And I'm pretty sure the costume did help with that a lot. I told you you looked hot in it!" a very triumphed tone in Carolines voice was heard over the phone.

"Or maybe it was just luck... if you can call it like that."

The croissant was already devoured and she was in the last sipps of her coffee. At first she did not see it as luck that Soldier Boy had appeared, and even more less as he tried to get her attention. Y/N didn't understand why he wanted her, of all people there, and not one of the women that fitted more to the beautystandards these days. However, with every new drink her defense falterd and she gave in. It didn't help that he was so fucking attractive and the smile he had on his plush, sexy lips seemed to promise so much more. Or... she was just to drunk to say no in the end.

"When did you come home? I was kinda worried when I didn't hear from you and you did not pick up my calls."

"I know, Care. I'm still sorry for that. But when I wrote you back in the morning I just went through my door. Like I said, I totally forgot it that night."

And she had felt really bad about it. Y/N had promised to call her later that day but all the alcohol in her system had knocked her out all day and then it was Caroline who was busy with work. Hence, they had this conversation now, three days later.

Thinking about it, Y/N actually didn't want to stay with the supe in the bedroom all night, but he really tired her out and she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow while their heartbeats came down. When she woke up some hours later it was still dark outside and, to her surprise, Soldier Boy was still there, sleeping and with his arm rapped around her middle. It almost felt kinda possessively to her when she thought about it now. Gladly she didn't wake him up when she left.

"When will you see him again?" Care wanted to know, but Y/N just huffed.

"Never, I hope." and Y/N really meant it.

The night was really good, but she wouldn't want to risk another encounter with the supe that potentially could cost her her life. Not that he caused her much pain, but her body was covered in bruises and hickeys and on her right hip she had a blue and green mark that almost looked like a handprint from him.

"Oh, now that is pretty fucking hurtful to hear." rumbled a deep voice behind her suddenly.

In an old, dark and empty basement somewhere outside of New York, almost cut off from the world, gathered a group of men infront of multiple monitors and sifted through the footage from the surveillance cameras that were scattered throughout the city. On a table in the middle of the room were plans laid out and places marked. It looked like they slowly narrowed down an area around the Vought Tower.

"Still nothing?" said one of the men to another who was sitting infront of the monitors.

"No. It hasn't been long since they got him out of the tank or whatever they had him trapped in. It's not unusual that he hasn't been out in the public that often until now."

"But it won't be long until they will bring out the news of him being back in the buisness and when that happens, we won't have much time."

"I know, but what else are we supposed to do when..."

A loud bang rang through the room and all the heads turned to the source of the sound. Another man stood by the table and had slammed his hand down on it. Silence filled the room and some of the men changed some tense looks with eachother.

"Shut up talking and consentrate on the task here!"

"YES, SIR!" responded all the other men in the room and got immediately back to work.

"It doesn't matter if they tell the world that Soldier Boy is back or not. Once we have him in our hands... nobody will care for him anymore."

"Caroline? I... have to call you back."

Y/N hung up on her friend before she even could respond to that. The shock was written all over her face when she finally looked up and into the face of one green eyed supe that grinned cockily down on her. He was in normal clothes, the cowl of his hoodie was pulled over his head and he tried not to look around to much. Y/N knew why. He didn't want to be recognized by the other participants in the café. And she obviously took to long to answer him, 'cause he sat down on the other side of her table, the open space of the café in his back.

"What... what are you doing here?" now Y/N started to look around, but she didn't see anyone else from Vought. "Did you follow me?"

"Well, that doesn't sound quiet right, does it? As if I would've fucking stalked you. A real man doesn't do that."

Y/N just looked at him with wide eyes, still not really believing that she was sitting here with Soldier Boy. Again.

"I was just checking in on you. Seeing if you would walk around telling everyone that you had the best night of your live with the one and only Soldier Boy. But apperantly walking is now problem for you. Should've fucked you a little harder." Now Y/N knew it was definitely real that she was sitting here with the Supe. "Especially after you just left in the middle of the night and we didn't have time to discuss things."

"What is there to talk about? It was just a night, nothing else." an eerie feeling creeped up in her stomach, not knowing what the man infront of her actually wanted.

"Yeah, well... that might be true, but..." Soldier Boy leand a little forward. "... you know who I am. And that is the key here."

"I... I don't understand why this is a problem. It was halloween! I don't think that anyone recognized you. And I really have no intention whatsoever to keep contact to you. I mean, why even would I?"

Y/N saw in his eyes how a little anger flared up, but he kept himself in check. "You have a big fucking mouth for an ordinary girl that I could kill within seconds without even standing up."

Soldier Boy didn't raise his voice, but the threat was undoubtedly noticeable in his voice. During the halloweenparty Y/N had felt more comfortable to defy him, but now fear was starting to rise within her. It would not be a good idea to upset him here in a public place. A blast from his chest would not just kill her.

"Look..." she tried way more calmer. "... I don't think that we need to make a big thing out of this. I'm not gonna tell anybody. I really don't have the need to do so. And you can just go back to the way you lived before all that. Okay?"

She did not wait for his answer, grabbed her bag and got up. There was a bigger group of people that looked or a free table and Y/N was more than willingly to give her seat up. She smiled to them and pointed at her table. One of the men thanked her and made his way over. So, Soldier Boy had to get up too and while he was still trying to get away without being recognized, Y/N was already out of the café and looking for a taxi. She almost made it, but a big hand closed around her underarm and kept her from getting away.

Grumbling under her breath she turned around. "What else?"

"This is not over. You're can't just fucking leave like this." he growled.

"Oh, I think we're done here. I really don't want to see you again." answered Y/N and freed her arm out of his grip.

"Unfortunately that is not for you to decide." a female voice came from behind her.

Let the games begin. 🤭 See you next time!

@lyarr24 @leigh70

#fanfiction #soldier boy #the boys amazon #unexpected #jensen ackles

[saranggolanipepa]

TOP 5 ANIME CHARACTER I BEEF WITH

Don't take this too seriously. Will go back to Galposting soon.

5.) Marin Kitagawa (My Dress-Up Darling)

I don't really have any major beef with her. Realistically, we'd probably frenemies. I can totally envision myself, walking through the town, and then I spot a cute dress in one of the shops, and then I tell her about it, only for her to show up the next day in that very same dres... And that was the last stock for that season...

But other than that, we'd vibe.

4.) Osamu Dazai (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Look, I like the irl author, I like the vampire version in Ikevamp, but I just don't like him. I hate his bitchass face. Why are you looking at me like that? Who are you? Get a job. I know he technically has one, but let's pretend he doesn't.

After watching the anime (1st episode), I am beefing with him even more now. Why did my roommate make me watch this. Why did they think he is my type? I feel insulted. My taste in men isn't that bad, right? If I do end up liking him (which I won't!), please shoot me.

3.) Mahito (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Never forgive, never forget what happened to !!Junpei!!. I find his behavior, especially with Junpei, super icky. I mean... Treating a bullied teenager like a disposable does not sit right with me. If I had the chance to isekai myself into the JJK universe, I am NOT going to marry my fav character.

Nah, the first thing I do, is fucking beat this shithead and make him work retail.

2.) Dino (Blend-S)

He was super icky the moment he came on screen. It's also explicitly stated that he flirts with highschoolers!?!? That is a full grown man! I bet he only came to Japan because he heavily misinterpreted the laws there. His jealousy over his teenage waitress isn't just unprofessional, but also incredibly creepy. Should have been deported to the Mariana trench first episode. Goddamnit, at least Dio made for a good villain! This bitch's anime could have done better without him!

1.) Dio Brando (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

WHERE DO I BEGIN WITH THIS MAN HE MAKES MY BLOOD BOIL EVERY TIME I LOOK AT HIM!!

Okay first he burns Jonathan's dog, Forcibly kissed Erina, and he studied law. Normally I like lawyers (Phoenix Wright mwah mwah), but Dio is an exception in the worst way possible. And bro dropped out to be a jobless vampire! Talk about a loser! Speaking of loser, imagine beefing with a 16 year old as an overgrown man.

Do ya'll remember when he made a mother eat her own baby? Sick fuck.

Also, hot take, he's ugly. There is nothing you can say to convince me that he is, or was hot in any way, shape, or form. For crying out loud, that's Jonathan's body! Well, at least the anime recognizes him as a piece of shit. Dino can still catch these hands!

#marin kitagawa #Osamu Dazai #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs #bsd #dazai slander #mahito #mahito jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #mahito slander #dino blend s #blend s #dio brando #dio #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #anime #jjba

[kitas-cleaning-supplies]

Most of the time? Atsumu's just a guy who acts before he thinks. Doesn't think before he acts. However that saying goes.

What feels good? What's easiest? What does he want?

Those aren't questions he writes down like life's an exam. They're simple urges that guide his actions during a typical day. He’s not a fan of overthinking the details.

He's been doing well enough for himself, so why fix what's not broken?

Unfortunately for Atsumu, there are times when this goes around to bite him in the ass. Covered in flour and three seconds away from screaming, well, he's shaking his fist at his past self again.

He sets the bag down onto the counter and peers in- great. Just what he was hoping for, there's not enough left.

Atsumu kicks the small pile of flour that was making itself comfortable laying on his feet and puts his thinking cap on. He’d wallow for a bit, but it’s too late at night for him to feel frustrated for long. It’s already half gone, slipping through him like a ghost. What's next?

Staring forlornly at the spilt four, he knows he has to throw it out. Sure the floor looks clean, but he hasn't swept in a week or mopped in. Actually, he's not finishing that thought. In too long's good enough.

He quickly sweeps up and takes a wet cloth for the bits that were left. Atsumu didn’t have the energy to chase the stubborn line the spade leaves behind forever. The recipe called for two cups of flour and he knows from just the look of it, there's not enough left. Fuck.

Alright so he needs flour. That's his solution. Unfortunately, it doesn't come with any steps he's willing to take.

Atsumu can feel the flour under his clothes, there isn't a damn way in hell he's going out in public looking like a hot mess. And honestly, it's the middle of the night. The clock above the stove helpfully supplies the time and puts the final nail in the coffin, 4:23AM. Even if there's a place open, it's nowhere near close enough. Not only would their PR manager have a fit if he got caught, he'd get clowned on by everyone until the day he dies for it. His friends and family don’t need that sort of ammo on him, they’ve already got enough as it is.

Atsumu shakes some of the flour out of his hair, if he's lucky one of the college students across the hall should be awake. It's midterm season, if his brother's grumbling over their last call is reliable. He stares mournfully at his apartment’s door. Hopefully the friendly one answers, because he's not looking forward to explaining himself to the one with the death glare.

The one with the death glare opens the door because of course the gods were laughing at Atsumu, of course they were. The words he had prepared die on his throat but thankfully Tall, Dark, and Brooding doesn't give the silence time to become awkward.

“Can I help you?” Grumpy-san asks, attempting to incinerate Atsumu with his eyes alone. Sadly for the poor guy, Osamu's been trying to do the same since the moment he came out of the womb, Atsumu's immune.

“D’you have any flour by chance?” Atsumu asks sheepishly, playing up the charm. He gestures vaguely to the mess on himself, “I kinda had a bit of an accident in the kitchen.”

“I can see,” The man drawls, not giving Atsumu an inch.

“What do you even need it for at,” he glances at his phone, “four-thirty in the morning.”

The Man with Moles glares at him, like he's a ten year old inconveniencing his teacher by asking to use the washroom.

“I'm baking cookies, would ya like some when they're done?” His voice is saccharine and his smile fake. Atsumu hopes his neighbour doesn't take him up on the offer. Who would want to spend more time with a guy that looks like he could make you shit yourself if he tries? So obviously, the hot stranger agrees.

“Are you going to poison them?” He asks Atsumu, and interrupts before he can answer, “Actually no, I don't care. They just better not taste like shit.”

He slams the door in Atsumu's face, which, rude, but gives Atsumu a chance to process what the fuck just happened. Ah well, a few cookies is a small price to pay, maybe he could even weasel a name out of Eye Bags for Days, it’s getting tough to keep coming up with names for him. A small part of him is offended at the lack of trust in his baking skills, but he’s aware of how he looks right now. Atsumu wouldn’t trust a stranger in sweats, knocking at his door at ass-o-clock, asking for flour cause he got it all over himself.

The door opens as abruptly as it closed, and a container of flour finds it way into Atsumu’s hands, damn, Curly Hair works fast. “Don’t come by again for another 10 hours at least. Good night.”

With that he nods a goodbye and Atsumu still feels stuck reeling. His Ma raised him with manners though, even if he deigns to ignore them most of the time, so he chirps a quick, “Thanks! Ya saved my life.”

His gratitude is sincere, his words, less so. It doesn’t matter much as his fellow insomniac’s eyes are bleary with sleep. Glaring must be exhausting. He grumbles something Atsumu can’t pick up, and closes the door, Atsumu takes that as a courteous you’re welcome or anytime, even if he’s not tired enough to actually believe it. The guy should’ve spoken more clearly if he didn’t want people putting words into his mouth.

Still mostly dusted in flour, Atsumu walks back to his place. A little lighter with the container of flour weighing him down, a little nervous to see the man again, a little annoyed at his curt responses. At least he’s interesting, Atsumu can’t stand boring people. He’ll just overlook the guy’s prickliness as sleep deprivation, he’s a kind guy like that.

updated vers on ao3

#come feast upon the old version of this fic #<- talking like i changed much but i do like the current version better given that i wrote this back in december so. #you can read it here ig if you don't wanna check my super awesome and cool ao3 out. but trust it's even better there !! #okay tag time #haikyuu #haikyuu fic #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #sakuatsu #my fic #maz writes

[bsforbg]

that anon saying about being born in 1999 and your response was so 😵‍💫😵‍💫(and interesting too!) I was born in 2005 so i’m curious as to what that was like for you :P

also ive seen your blogs around for a while but only just followed it recently. you have this sort of nonchalance about you that I feel would make it very hard to brat for you…

 Hm. 2005? That’s a little less vivid… among other things, I was going through a major depressive period around then, and I think I disassociated away a big chunk of the year. But that aside…

I was a bit more gray by then, and I was beginning to feel more dad than daddy.

Bush the Lesser began his second term. I don’t loathe him as much these days, because I’ve learned his kind can be dumber, greedier, and far more cruel. He’s at least a polite man, and we’ve reached a point in our bullshit antagonistic society where I’m giving previously unimagined credit to people for exhibiting basic public decency.

YouTube launched. To this day, my most successful upload has 40,000 paltry views, and I’m disturbed to realize I posted it almost 20 years ago.

Katrina blew in, and 19 years later, it is shocking how many still-apparent marks a single storm left on NOLA.

That was the year that Dennis “BTK” Rader basically handed himself to the law in a feat of epic, ego-driven stupidity… he sent the cops a taunting, confessional Word document containing identifying metadata on a fucking floppy. It honestly makes me wonder if Rader was really clever, or if he just got away with it for so long because everyone in Wichita is a complete moron.

I lined up at midnight for the Xbox 360. It was an impulsive thing on a restless night, so I didn’t have a machine reserved or anything… we just decided to head to the store and see if I’d get lucky. I look back on the 360 as one of my favorite consoles, behind the N64, Dreamcast, and PS1, but ahead of the Xbox OG/PS2/Gamecube/Genesis/NES/2600.

“Sexting” entered the public consciousness, but I’d been doing it for over a decade at that point. I think we called it “hot chat” or something equally lame back then. Not that “sexting” is much better, but sometimes you stick with what sticks.

Resident Evil 4 was the first RE I didn’t play at all… and that began an unbroken streak of indifference to the whole franchise that lasts to this day.

I ignored Guitar Hero when it debuted, and refused to buy in until Guitar Hero 3 in 2007. It promptly became a household addiction until Rock Band was released, whereupon I pretty much forgot GH ever existed. Except for the GH3 guitar, which I preferred to that mushy mess that shipped with RB.

Attack of the Show! debuted on G4. Some of their bits were paper thin, but once the hosting duties fell into the hands of Kevin Pereira and Olivia Munn, there was enough talent on hand to carry them through the misfires. They had a perfect mix of actual information, goofy shit, and hot chicks… it helped that there were women in the writers’ room, so it didn’t turn into a nerdy Man Show.

Tom Cruise bounced on Oprah’s couch, beginning his Irritating Scientologist Ambassador period. And yes, I made fun of him, because he made an ass of himself. But deep inside I was just jealous that he was taking Joey Potter off the market.

Carrie Underwood won Idol. And given that her closest competition was Bo Bice, that’s for the best.

The Office opened for business. I completely ignored it until Carrell’s final season, when the hype at last convinced me to give it a try. And with the help of a keleven —a mistake plus keleven gets you home by seven!— I can juggle the numbers and claim I was a fan from the start.

Watching Hell’s Kitchen sent me digging for other Gordon-related content, resulting in my exposure to the UK’s Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares. This would prove to be a gateway drug for Anglophilia, as our household consumption of British media began a steep and unabated rise.

Beauty and the Geek, The Girls Next Door, and So You Think You Can Dance launched, providing me with my recommended weekly allowance of Hot & Shallow, Hot & Stupid, and Hot & Talented.

I watched the first few eps of Supernatural and kinda checked out. Which probably means I’m on Tumblr Double-Secret Probation or something.

Invasion had the horrible misfortune of being a show about a hurricane that began airing shortly after Katrina hammered the Gulf… it was imperfect, but it gave us 22-ish episodes of solid science-fantasy and introduced the world to Evan Peters and Elizabeth Moss.

Lucy, Daughter of the Devil and The Boondocks premiered, establishing the talents of H. Jon Benjamin and Aaron McGruder and between them offending every single one of Middle America’s sensibilities.

8 Simple Rules followed the Phil Hartman Rule and put itself out of its misery after a single season spent mourning John Ritter, and Newlyweds: Nick & Jessica ended after introducing me to the concept of “dropping the kids off at the pool”.

Late Registration dropped, and Kanye inadvertently created the most awkward recurring moment of 2005: random white people frowning slightly as they found themselves vaguely distressed at having to sing “but she ain’t messin’ with no broke, broke” instead of what they were really wanting to sing.

“Haven’t you people ever heard of / closing the goddamned door?”

Danity Kane was formed, and even the girls in Danity Kane didn’t care.

Chris Brown is still an asshole, and “Run It!” is still a fantastic fucking song.

Seriously, 2005 was a packed year, musically speaking. There was something good in every genre… it was like the ‘90s again.

Movies, OTOH? Ouch. 2005 was packed with tepid, mediocre movies. The top 10 were bland at best, and none of them were memorable. Brokeback Mountain lived up to the hype, and Amy Adams was delightful in Junebug, but… sheesh. Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang really was the year’s high point.

I probably sound extra-bitter because I really, really wanted to love Serenity. And maybe I’d like it more if I watched it again in 2024. It’s possible. It’s not as if the movie was bad, after all… just terribly disappointing.

RE: followed it recently

I’m an acquired taste for refined palates.

RE: hard to brat

You’re correct. Bratting isn’t just something I dislike; it’s incompatible with my personality.

I’m not an even vaguely angry person, and I don’t react to stress with impulsive force and misdirected rage… I just become disappointed. And my disappontment is the high-potency stuff. Despite the ambient sexual sadism and my contempt for their collective ability to function as adults without my guidance, the girls all feel more respected than they’ve ever felt… and my disappointment threatens that. The thought of losing even a splinter of my respect is devastating.

So if she loves me, a girl won’t want to brat. It’ll feel wrong. It’ll feel shameful. It’ll feel like an insult to something she worships. It’ll feel like a betrayal of something far more important than she will ever be.

Bratting with me is like getting in a slap-fight with a cloud that feels like you’ve let it down.

#asks

[dierwolves]

fezco x reader; old flame #5

notes: does anybody still want me to write this? i don't know, but i'm stubborn as hell so i'm gonna try to finish this even if i post one chapter a year. also, i haven't watched season 2 of 'euphoria' yet, so i might catch up with that and try to keep writing this according to season 2, we'll see

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

“How the hell did you know?”

“Ash tipped me off”.

Fez was looking at you as if you had grown a second head. Or as if he wanted to rip your dress off and get on with you in the very couch he was sitting at. It wouldn’t take him much effort, given the costume you had decided to put on for the Halloween party. Ash had told you that Fez was going to be wearing a Scarface costume, so you got on Amazon, bought a blonde wig and a blue satin dress with a slit on the left side and your Elvira Hancock costume was all set.

“Remind me to give him a raise, ‘cause damn”.

“So you like my costume?”

“Was hoping for a sexy nurse costume, but fuck, this is way better.”

You rolled your eyes while you walked to sit next to him, avoiding a couple of teenagers making out on the couch. When you sat, he was quick to move his hand your bare left thigh and move forward to kiss you. He was slow, but it wasn’t like the kisses he gave you to greet you back from work or before you left. It was the way he kissed when he wanted to start something.

“Wow, no small talk first? Not gonna buy me a drink? Something to eat?”

“Imma be eating something soon enough.”

“Well, that’s straight-forward. What happened to my shy Fez who couldn’t even look at me in the way without stuttering?”

“Nah, that’s it, you’re gonna get it now.”

He stood up quickly, grabbed your hand and led you through the crowded house, bumping shoulders with every sweaty teenager attending the party. Soon, he had taken you to some type of office, with a desk in the center and columns of books on the walls. He locked the door.

“Where are we?”

“Don’t know, don’t fucking care.”

He didn’t give you much time to talk, he started kissing you again, this time more forcefully, as if you were running out of time. You looped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you, while his hands moved from the small of your back to your ass, groping it obscenely. A moan escaped your lips, which only seemed to fuel him more. He hoisted you up, helping you sit on the edge of the desk.

“Are you sure they’re not gonna be looking for you? You have quite de clientele out there”. While you spoke, you took the straps of your dress and took them off, the blue dress pooling around your abdomen, where the waist of the dress grew tighter, and whatever he was going to say died on his lips, eyes glued to your chest.

“Fuck ‘em. It’s been too long, I’ve missed this pussy.” He cupped between your legs, making you whimper and close your legs, trapping his hand inbetween. He moved his head to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses all the way from there to your chest. While he started sucking your left nipple, you moved your hand to the zipper of his pants, but he swatted your hand softly. “Ain’t got no time for that. Said I was hungry, didn’t I?”

He got on his knees and started gathering the skirt of your dress and raising it up. You moved around trying to help him, and he used the opportunity to pull you underwear off. Wasting no time, he moved his mouth to your core, licking softly and leaving kisses over your outer lips, but avoiding where you wanted him more.

“C’mon Fez, don’t be a tease.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He finally moved his head to your clit, moving his tongue around it and sucking it in between. You laid back against the desk, opening your legs a little wider to give him better access. After a while, he inserted two fingers in your pussy, making you snap your hips forward in reflex.

He chuckled against your core. “That good, ma?”

You could only answer with a moan, brain too foggy, cheeks flaming hot at what was currently going on. He kept moving his hand in a steady rythm while his tongue played with the most sensitive part of your sex. He didn’t need to work much longer for you to start feeling the familiar sensation of pleasure becoming too much on your lower belly. “Fez.” His name was the only thing your mouth could articulate at that moment, but he didn’t much else to know what was about to happen.

“I know, darling. Don’t fight it. Want you to come in my mouth.”

With those words from him and a long and deep moan from you, you felt pleasure pooling in your abdomen, and your walls clenching around his fingers. When he felt your walls relaxing, his fingers left your core, leaving one last kiss on top of your clit before standing up.

While you were busy trying to catch your breath, he raised your underwear back up, made sure to put the dress back in it place and helped you back to your feet. He kissed you softly, replacing the passion from before with a much more delicate kiss, slower and sweeter. His teasing smirk contrasted his soft kiss.

“You ready to go back out there or do you need time to pull yourself together, darling?”

“Oh, shut up, shithead.”

Laughing, he grabbed your hand and led you outside, following the same path you had walked previously, to go back to the sofa. This time, he sat you on top of his lap, keeping a hand firmly on the thigh that was exposed by the slit of your dress. He leaned in and whispered into your ear, only for you to know.

“Are you coming home with me tonight or you got an early shift tomorrow?”

“Nah, I’m free tomorrow. Besides, I need to return the favor.”

#fez x reader #fez imagine #fezco #fez #euphoria #hbo euphoria #fez blurb #fez fluff #fezco x you #fezco x reader #fezco euphoria #fezco one shot #fezco x y/n #fezco imagine #fezco fluff #fezco blurb

[kitkatnerds3]

BSD SEASON 5 EP 3+4

So, I just watched ep 4 and I forgot to write a thing on my thoughts about the third episode, so I'm gonna do that first and then scream about the new one.

The third episode wasn't bad! Hunting dog Akutagawa looked dope and that imagery with the clock was dope. Also having just a black screen with white scrolling words was a cool decision for the ending, really not letting us have any distractions from what just happened. Still upset that they didn't include them being silly.

Now that that's done we move on to the next episode.

NOOOOOOOOO! GODDAMNIT BONES I WAS SO EXCITED FOR THE AKUTAGAWA SMILE RIGHT AT THE START OF THE NEXT EPISODE! THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO GOOD!!! HOW DARE YOU YOU COULDN'T HAVE JUST GIVEN HIM ONE SMILE!!???

But anyways, as FUCKING PISSED, I am about this slaughtering of Akutagawa, the rest of the episode wasn't awful. Tachihara was on some cool hot girl shit, and I'm always happy to see the Black Lizard squad and seeing Hirotsu care about him. Higuchi was beautiful as always and I was happy to see her too, even if it was only for like two minutes.

Back to Tachihara and also the hunting dogs, I feel like they did Tachihara pretty good! Probably could've done better but it wasn't awful! Really hope he ain't perma dead, probably not seeing as Asagiri hates killing off main manga characters, but who knows. The hunting dogs were all delightful, Tecchou looked gorgeous, Suegiku did a bit of gay shit, Teruko displayed her terrible taste in men, all in all they were doing great! Particularly liked that soft family photo that kinda looked like the one of the agency!

(Also, on the subject of the hunting dogs, Fukuchi is so fucking overpowered I hate him.)

And finally, my favorite part of the episode.

BRAM FUCKING STOKER

When I first entered this fandom and heard that Bram Fucking Stoker was a character, I nearly died. Not sure why Bram shocked me more then any of the other authors, such as F Scott Fitz-fucking-gerald, but he did. And seeing him in the anime was an absolute treat! He was so pretty! Seriously why did they make him so pretty? And seeing as they did make him so pretty, why couldn't they have done that to fucking AKUTAGAWA- but I digress. They really did make Bram positively gorgeous tho, and his voice fit him perfectly too! We've found the third thing Bones has spending all their budget on, Dazai, Fukuchi's man-tiddies, and Bram Stoker!

All in all, the sskk shipper in me is dying but as a whole this episode certainly could have been worse! I have no idea what's gonna happen next episode, this might be where Aya shows up? Or maybe the Fukuchi v. Jounno fight? maybe we'll go back to Mersault? I don't know the order of what's gonna happen after so I'm excited to see what happens next. Praying that whatever it is will be adapted well!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd season 5 #bsd akutagawa #bsd tachihara #bsd fukuchi #bsd bram #why couldn't they just let Aku smile!!?? #it's not like it would take more money for him to care!!! #also #bram is so babygirl i adore him

[gaymikelesbianel]

HERE'S SOME OLDER PARTY HEADCANONS TO BLESS UR ASKS.

(this is in a alternate dimension where el doesn't sacrifice herself to close the gate to the upside down LMAO 😭)

1: LUMAX

Lucas is a BASKETBALL COACH (argue with the WALL) and Max is his hot MILF wife and she's probably a hockey (or soccer, or volleyball or even baseball) coach for the same school he coaches at (I literally don't really even know why but I just FEEL the energy with her yk?) and they both live in CALIFORNIA together and NOBODY can change my mind. (P.S THEY ALSO HAVE TWO KIDS)

2: EL.

El works at a HAIR SALON. (argue with ur mother on this one look Ik she's gonna die in season 5 but LET ME BE HAPPY FOR ONCE, LET ME LIVE MY FANTASY) and she's literally the NICEST barber EVER and she's rlly good at her job and she lives in a apartment in Chicago or New York or some city and she has TWO CATS called MITTENS and DAISY and they are literally like her children, like she'd commit ATROCITIES for those Cats. she has a CRUSH on her neighbor called Stephanie and she literally CANNOT get the courage up to talk to her, she loves fashion, and she has a CURATED jewelry collection. but she has such a GRANDMA sense of style yk? like after El experiments with her style and everything it is STRAIGHT to the the Long knitted cardigans and Long maxi skirts and her hand knitted crochet hats and scarves and flowy long sleeve dresses.

also El hand-knitted STOCKINGS for Max and Lucas on Christmas Eve and she also made little booties for Lucas and Max's Kids and it was the most ADORABLE thing EVER I swear to GOD- 😭

3: DUZIE.

Dustin is a full-fledged SCIENTIST, he's your odd and quirky college lab professor who's a little bizarre sometimes but is actually pretty cool and funny, him and Suzie teach at the same college (AWWW) and they actually have a lot of kids (don't ask me why those are just the vibes) and they are literally all like Dustin which annoys Suzie but in like a fondness kinda way, all of his kids are eccentric and really bright, and yk that Dad thing where they hold their kids upside down by the legs and spin them around the air like a monkey? yeah Dustin does that and it totally freaks Suzie out LMAO, their Family is literally so LOVING and PERFECT and SWEET that it makes me wanna CRY 😭 😭 😭 DUZIE IS THE BEST FR.

WAIT SHUT UP I JUST REALIZED.

BECAUSE SUZIE IS MARRIED TO DUSTIN THAT WOULD MAKE HER-

✨SUZIE HENDERSON✨

SHUT UPPPPPPPP 😭😭😭

AND LIKE-

DUSTINS FAMILY WOULD BE THE ✨HENDERSON FAMILY✨

UGHHHHHH SHUT UP THEY ARE LITERALLY SO PERFECT 🤧😭

(I wish I could write about Byler but I have SO MANY THOUGHTS ON THEM THAT I'D EXCEED THE CHARACTER LIMIT)

(whatever I'll just simplify it ig 😭)

4: BYLER

Byler get's married (I really do feel as if they would want to get married) Byler are literally the best uncles, Mike is a WRITER (and no he's not a fucking bowling alley worker my boy deserves BETTER than that) like he writes Fantasy Books and shit and Will is still a Artist and a REALLY GOOD ONE at that, and I don't care WHERE they live AS LONG AS IT'S NOT HAWKINS. like I literally couldn't bear to see them STILL LIVING in that hell-hole 😭 also we literally all know that Mike is SHIT at cooking and Will is GREAT at it.

5: THE PARTY IN GENERAL

The Party visits each other every sholiday and they have a jolly good time 😊

THAT'S IT HOPE U ENJOYED THEM BYLERS WEDDING IS NEXT.

OH MY GOD I LOVED THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART AND IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO ANSWER😭

i completely see the vision for duzie omg especially dustin that’s so cute jfjejfjejd and YES MIKE BEING A WRITER! YES!

el having a crush on her neighbor stephanie is so cute jdjejdj pls you need to write aged up fan fics of all members of the party it’s so cute😭

PLEASE DO SEND THE BYLER WEDDING ILL TRY MY BEST TO NOT TAKE AS LONG TO ANSWER😭😭 <3

#el #el hopper #mike wheeler #will byers #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #suzie stranger things #duzie #lumax #byler #lesbian el #el is a lesbian #the party #stranger things

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i am half serious and half joking but timmy x actor!reader who's in succession... gotta get that hbo paycheck lmao

a/n: dear lord where have u been in my life anon im so happy you slid into my dm and asked this!!!! are you crazy?!!!!! i hope this fic does u justice babe :) lmk how u think 🫶😘❤️

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y/i/n lil summer getaway before season 4 @succession 🫶 back in tuscan with the fam

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fanpage31 MY FAVORITEST

fanpage31 MY FAVORITEST

fanpage93 a well deserved getaway ! 

honeymoon sweet girl <3 have a nice trip 

↪️ y/i/n i love you lanaaaa 😘🕊

fanpage74 REAL LIFE AMANDA 😭😭😭😭

fanpage83 omg i saw you and timothee today but i was too shy to say hi 🥺

↪️ y/i/in aw you should’ve said hi

↪️ fanpage83 i hope i’ll run to you againn 

fanpage11 Wait TIMMY’S HERE?

fampage21 TIMOTHEE IS GOING?? WITH THE CASTS?? OMG

hbomax best girl 

sarah_snook no roy in frame, huh?

↪️ y/i/n you were too busy making fun of timothee with nic 🙄

↪️ tchalamet @sarah_snook @y/i/n i can confirm

↪️ nicholasbraun @y/i/n @sarah_snook @tchalamet wanna see the vids?

fanpage54 PETITION FOR NICHOLAS TO PUBLISH THE VIDEO ON INSTAGRAM

fanpage31 we’re gonna get so much from s4 

perfect_angelgirl 🇮🇹🍝🧚‍♀️

↪️ y/i/n 🍒👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩❤️

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tchalamet friends and lover

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bellahadid i bet nicholas was screaming SLAAAAAAYYYY on the last slide

↪️ y/i/n LMAO

fanpage30 BEST CASTS EVER

adrienbrody good luck guys🤞

fanpage28 oh to travel italy with shiv

theweeknd 🔥

fanpage88 LOVER. LOVER😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

490tx nice pics 

↪️ tchalamet the best photographer out here

↪️ 490tx @tchalamet 🥵🔥

fanpage33 photographer bf model gf 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

anwarhadid bring the party to la 

↪️ tchalamet we’ll be back real soon ✌️

↪️ y/i/n @anwarhadid come to nyc u coward

↪️ anwarhadid @y/i/n bet

fanpage22 WE’RE GONNA GET A TIMMY X ANWAR CONTENT

fanpage77 MANIFESTING A HADID FAMILY REUNION WITH Y/N

y/i/n

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y/i/n alain furness and amanda yee. see ya!

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mejustinelupe welcome to the circus timothee 🥳

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fanpage31 HE’S PLAYING A FURNESS?

fanpage99 tim as gil’s son.. LMAO

evejobs get that bag and that head

fanpage35 EVE😭

nicholasbraun kendall will be so hurt

fanpage29 WHAT DOES NICHOLAS MEAN

fanpage33 WHOS GONNA HURT KENDALL???

fanpage18 she better not fuck up kendall and her brother’s agreement

fanpage11 but y/n’s team kendall..

fanpage79 ME AND WHOOOOOO 

opheliamillaiss cara mia come visit me 

↪️ y/i/n i swear i will next time 

fanpage55 HAND PLACEMENT HAND PLACEMENT HAND PLACEMENT HAND PLACEMENT !!!!

alanabc nepo baby millionaire amanda and alain 

↪️ tchalamet 😵‍💫😵‍💫

fanpage32 JADKSJ TIMOTHEE’S RESPONSE TO ALANA

fanpage41 i cant wait to see this unfold 

sarah_snook do you think he’ll be an ally?

↪️ y/i/n if he isn’t one, i can fix him.

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fanpage34 SHE JUST LIKE ME FR 

succession 

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succession Production on Succession Season 4 has begun.

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fanpage42 LETS GOOOO

fanpage37 shit’s gonna burnnnnn

y/i/n hot girls are in team kendall

↪️ nicholasbraun #teamkendall

fanpage88 TEAM KENDALL ROY

fanpage90 when will it come outtt i cant wait

fanpage73 best show ever

fanpage29 it’ll be a blood bath

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juliafox excited

fanpage91 LMAO EVEN JULIA FOX WATCHES SUCCESSION

marioncotillard 🥂

fanpage88 ARE WE HAVING MARION COTILLARD FOR S4?

fanpage31 ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWNNNNN

succession

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fanpage74 ALAIN PENISSUCKER 

fanpage81 WHO SAID THAT 😭

fanpage22 king of new york !

fanpage23 he looks SOOOOOO fine

fanpage40 connor roy for president. alain furness for vice president. 

fanpage11 what.. is he even doing here lol

↪️ fanpage55 said that he’s gil’s son who was handling his european business

fanpage31 someone said he’ll have a steamy scene with y/n to bring the roy siblings down as he’s on logan’s side 

↪️ fanpage10 what the fuck?

fanpage29 TIMOTHEE STEAMY SCENE WITH Y/N LORDDDDD

fanpage14 IM ABT TO GO FERAL

fanpage83 TIMOTHEE WILL MAKE OUT WITH Y/N ON SCREEN IM GONNA KMS 

fanpage84 it better happen. 

fanpage48 if he betrays her yall better hold me down 

fanpage80 this isnt a fucking drill

#timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet imagine #paul atreides #paul atreides imagine #instagram au #timothee chalamet imagines #timothee chalamet au #imagine

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Thouhgts on England v. France match? Predictions???? I'm so nervous....

Hey anon! 👋😊

I'm simultaneously feeling: excited, like I wanna peel my own face off & a bit like im playing both sides so I always come out on top dot gif!

I've been wanting a France england game for bloody ages cos I just thought it would be fun, and now it's here in a wc quarter final I don't remember why I thought that 😅😂

I haven't had the opportunity to watch that much of France in this wc, but I did watch several of their matches in the nations league, and much of their euro 2020 performances. & it seems like they're really gelling now huh??

Mostly I'm thinking (hoping?) it's going to be an engaging and exciting game, and I do want to see those generally!! Obviously I'd prefer the team im supporting to win the whole thing but like all the quarter finalists are strong and I'd imagine most of these matches could go either way?

Given France are my sweepstake team💰 & since 98 often my back up supporting team (still emotionally scarred & cannot talk about it; highly rec supporting who you think is gonna win, it works out great 😂) & just fun to watch atm, I could think of worse things than a France win!

In terms of predictions hmm... Obvi everyone's making a fuss about mbappé and maybe a couple of other French players, but like the england attack is nothing to sneer at! 🤯 the England defence has been statistically better than France's too (3 clean sheets vs 0; 2 conceded goals, both in that first match, one a pen vs 4 conceded ie 1 in every game). one can argue that England hasn't been as seriously tested, espec given that senegal wouldve been a different proposition had sadio mané been able to participate in this wc, but still I think the England defence is probs in a stronger position & the confidence of keeping clean sheets going into it should help?

The England defence certainly isn't magically flawless, and I'm hoping they're a lil more cagey than in prev games, but the team does defend well together; Kyle walker loves to zoom zoom zoom zoom; we've seen from the last game that they're happy to go long sometimes, not just fuck about around their own box. (also did you know that pickford is tied with Alisson & ederson for gks with the most assists in the pl this season so far? I mean they each have 1, but that's 1 more than the other gks, including Hugo lloris! Pickford underrated assist threat iyam 🤷🏼‍♀️)

It's hard to predict the score or outcome of football matches, espec with well matched teams, cos random ref decisions can have suuuuch a large impact, and the confidence of a team can really ebb & flow throughout.

I'm intrigued that the entire england squad has at this point zero yellow (and red lol) cards, so either they're realllly hot on toeing the line suddenly (after all those nations league cardings...? 👀), Gareth's raving about the poss targeting of the team worked wonderfully (#advanced gamesmanship), or they've intentionally engineered it so everyone's available/to get their first yellow in this game (those are wiped again after the quarters so no one would miss the next one) 😂 looks like france only has 2 yellows thus far, which isn't much more obvi, but #fine margins

If pushed, I think I'd predict a narrow england victory (though it could go either way) bc: building on that euro final run + I've watched them (& the manager!) figure out how to solve problems in-game & apply that recently (including coming back in that Germany match in the nations league), a more confident defence, squad depth generally, but particularly in terms of the attacking players. On that last point, I would probs feel more confident about a potential england win if I knew raz was gonna be there I think 😢, but still (EDIT: yay he is! 😊🎉) -- england has 8 different goal scorers so far vs France's 3. All of France's goals minus one by rabiot have been scored by either giroud or mbappé. I think it's fair to assume they're going to start the game! Whereas for England, we can assume barring anything unforeseen that Harry kane will start, but we're not sure who will be up there with him. The ability to change things up with the goal scoring assist providing excellently playing forward line is a definite asset -- both in terms of making it difficult for the opposition to entirely predict what they'll be up against initially, but also to be able to bring other players on later in the game. France don't have that versatility atm (though ofc they could discover it.)

Other predictions:

Jordan pickford screams himself entirely hoarse

Kyle walker goal line clearance

Unbelievably marginal offside decision

England abandon g*d save the m*narch & instead decide to sing all you need is love; French team lose their mind @ the intro, assuming their anthem's being jacked (OK that might be more of a demand than a prediction lol)

10 min Aaron ramsdale William saliba vs Harry kane Hugo lloris hug off

Bukayo & kylian fawning over each other post game

Kieran trippier subbed on

English commentators mispronounce tchouaméni so hard one of my eyeballs pops out my head

(just remembered the game is on itv so it's gonna be Sam matterwhatever & lee Dixon huh 😬 so:) me complaining about the commentators a lot 🙄

Both goalkeepers getting bored and literally trying to boot the ball into the opposition net from within their little boxes

If Harry kane scores, Jordan Henderson genuinely mounting him

If the game is won in normal time, the winner of this smashes the semi final

Minimum 4 yellow cards

At least one player smuggles some jewellery onto the pitch

#Ty for asking! 😊😊😊 #Sorry this got so long 😅 #World cup 2022 #Football #England #France #England nt #TV #Itv #Predictions #🥅 #Blast from the drafts