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jazeswhbhaven · 4 months

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Fa La La La La Michael's on Sale (Christmas Miracle L-Card PROLOGUE Spoilers II)

Before you proceed!!! Check out Part 1 here ->

if you've already saw that, let's dive back in for the remainder of the prologueeee

So we left off at the auction, and Daddy Mammon was being Daddy Mammon. But he also explains how he views buying stuff in general, including being forward that the "gifts" MC assumed were gifts are things that they needed for the function lmao

Damn if that's a necessity to you then a gift is like....probably very very expensive or heartfelt or something like that. At least to Mammon. He even explains his buying process to them

So how he sees it, everything in this world is already his and he's just sharing it with everyone and allowing them to enjoy it as well. When he pays the store or anyone for anything it's basically him rewarding them for keeping his stuff safe until he needs it again later regardless of the reason, he wants it for. He's adorable.

So while all of that is happening and he's trying to see what it is that MC would want to buy, Michael literally fucking plunges from the sky into the building like nothing.... Like when I tell you that's the funniest shit I've read for both prologues where the angels literally just fell from the sky forcefully and they were probably just minding their business for the day, it's Christmas so they're like meh we're chilling, gonna wait til the day after and Y E E T bam down the hell for whatever reason lol

So here's a couple rumor lore for our seraph boi. Apparently out of the three, he's really cutthroat and doesn't give a fuck about it. His judgment usually ends with him killing you basically because no one is pure in his eyes. SO at this point everyone is hauling ass trying to escape before he gets murder happy.

He notices that MC is there and acknowledges their presence, and his forever crying eye because he's always like that is dripping tears (I like to make a joke he has allergies....to sin....)

So Mammon tries a sneak attack and it seems to not work against him and he's like confused, MC is confused, EYE am confused because wtf is Michael suddenly invincible???

So he's referring that Mammon is the most sinful devil king...I guess in his eyes being greedy is too much and should be punished right away. I guess he just doesn't see the potential in the other kings huh? /j

So Mike here starts shooting bolts of energy, blades of light, everything he's got toward Mammon and MC, none of it lands or hits. Everyone is watching confused YET again and Mammon is the only one that seems to get it.

A what now?????

So remember in the beginning where Minhyeok basically sat up there and wished for peace wherever MC was so they could have a peaceful Christmas? I mean canon-wise he's been to hell before and knows exactly how rough it is for MC and the others, so he made this wish thinking about that and turns out...

The rules of "Santa" work in Hell when it comes to wishes. Mammon can't attack Mike and Mike can't kill any devils for the day.

That's right buddy, no murder party for youuuuu <3

I love his angry face here, he's so pissed off lmao. But basically what happens shortly after...since he's powerless and pretty much fucking useless, the devils gang up on him and chain him up and such. Mammon threw out the idea of "wonder how much he would cost?" and now...angel boi is part of the fucking auction lol

So they're having MC 'test' out the product which in this case is Michael. Apparently in the past Solomon tested out various products before they were auctioned off and so they are having MC do the same. Honestly, the expectations put on MC are so odd sometimes. Like come on their granddaddy from centuries ago was from a different time and had some crazy magical powers and shit and so far MC has only been able to tap in like a 4th of that power. Maybe not even a 4th T^T But regardless they're eating up Michael with their eyes and he's of course being a brat about it.

It appears that during the scuffle, the devils were able to pitch together and come up with an info card, only had to use minimal chains, a golden gag (I assume he was fucking biting people lmao) and well...I'd like to think now that the angels automatically have their cock/chastity cages just by default. The design of their cages remind me of 'Dick Fight Island' hahaha. And MC is just like damn, I guess it wouldn't hurt having a little taste??? Just a small one? And it's just like yeah I'd probably figure out how to unlock that cage and tease his cock a bit... But also this is giving some pretty triggering content based on the fact clearly....Michael is against this, because he's glaring at MC like he could murder them on the spot. He was outnumbered, chained up, and now being sold as a possible sex slave. But oh take a look at his sprite!

Even his sprite is not having a great time lmao he is p i s s e d. Pretty much rabid and can go off any moment. But the reason I want his card is that in Secret Club.....I know he's going to react to our touches and he makes that delicous pleasure face like he can't help it and mmmm this is fueling angel headcanons all over the fucking place for me. I swear I gotta make a self indulgent fic about how angels react to being touched after their cage is removed.

And this is so fucking cute of Mammon....MC is just standing on stage ready to doing their thing and Mammon is waving at them like "Hi sweetie, you're doing great <3 Luv youuuu"

This is why I love him. But anyways the prolouge ends with MC unbuttoning Mike's shirt and I'm just sitting here like UGHHHHHHHHH at this point I'd pay for each story that comes out as a whole just so I can skip this whole you have to unlock it in the unholy board stuff....because honestly if PB told us "hey if you'd like to buy Michael's L-card story, pass us like $30 or $5 per chapter" I'd find a way to pay for that. I just want the stories at this point, this grinding stuff is wearing me out lol

I DIGRESS though. From the prologue alone it looks like this story is going to get s p i c y and if I'm right??? MC is probs gonna make him cum in front of the audience, so it's exhibitionism, humiliation, and degradation (really for all of the angels cards it seems because they're in a public place)

So it looks like I'm done reacting to this <3 Later today I'll try to get Raphael's done. Thankuuu for sitting with me

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#whb #what in hell is bad #whb mammon #whb michael #whb tartaros bois 💛#whb event #whb spoilers #screencaps #game playthrus🖤#ah yes love me a bratty angel #daddy mammon at it again tho

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writingduhh · 6 months

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Chuckle Sandwich || Shopping With Him (HC)

I had this idea while talking to my absolute bestie babe @lvrj4mie 😩 ILYSM

Im also taking requests or just any suggestions or ideas!! Thanks for reading!

❥ Jschlatt:

▷ Would rather die than go shopping… He only goes because he loves you.

▷ Holds all your bags and items you pick.

▷ Definitely will pull some skimpy or revealing clothing off the clothing rack, suggesting you try it on for him.

▷ Trying to encourage him to get outside his comfort zone (Only wearing shorts and sweatshirts 😭)

▷ After some time passes he actually begins to enjoy himself. Well, he enjoys spending quality time with you.

▷ I can see him sharing random yet entertaining stories with you as you walk around from store to store.

▷ He absolutely insists on treating you to at least one thing. Whether it’s a new pair of pants, some new shoes, or even just a pretzel from the cafeteria.

▷ Having to stop his impulse buying of stupid or useless things.

“Y/n look!” Schlatts voice calls, catching the attention of a passersby or two.

“Shh. What is it?” You playfully hush, walking over to where he stood, investigating the shelves.

Suddenly he pulled out the most ridiculous looking monkey replica (the golden ball monkey lmao

“What is THAT?!”

“It’s a beautiful golden balled monkey.” He grins, happily showing off his find.

Together you both shared a laugh. Assuming he’d put the item down you began to walk over to the next shop. To your surprise he didn’t follow you. Turning around you saw him motioning towards the register as he stood in kind.

“Jay, what are you doing? That’s expensive for such a silly thing.”

“Don’t worry y/n, we’re rich!” He jokingly responds (he would say this)

“Schlatt, are you seriously going to buy it? What are you going to do with it?”

“I’ll take him everywhere with me! I’ll tuck him into bed and kiss him goodnight.” He excitedly explains.

You can’t help but smile as you let out a small sigh.

“If you really want it, go for it.”

▷ He definitely makes sure you stop at the cafeteria for some lunch or just to taste test some snacks.

❥ Ted:

▷ Such a gentleman. He holds all the doors open for you, holds your bags, offers to pay (even though you politely refuse)

▷ He’s Low-key quite fashionable. He’d be helping you pick out trendy clothes and even help you put together cute outfits

▷ Always suggesting things for you to try on. He loves to see you happy and confident in the new clothes.

▷ Enjoys trying things on himself as well. He’d definitely throw in a crazy outfit just to get your reaction.

▷ Definitely takes this opportunity to use the Photo Booth or at least get some cute and funny pictures with the two of you

▷ I can honestly see him being the type who enjoys people watching.

▷ You sit in the cafeteria together sharing some food as you watch people walk past, making up little stories about their lives.

“Ok ok, what about him?” Ted questions, motioning towards the passerby.

“Uh, I think he is currently in a big fight with his partner. He’s definitely trying to find them a gift or something… I’m not very good at the game. You go. ” You reply.

“I thought it was a great story. Hmm ok that dude right there. He’s actually undercover right now. He’s an fbi agent called… 770. There is a huge heist going on right now in the store below us.” He seriously remarks.

“Why are you so good at this game.” You playfully sigh.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get it eventually.” He chuckles, placing a kiss in the back of your hand.

▷ Makes you do a try on haul the second you get home, mixing and mating every possible outfit

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xamaxenta · 6 months

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ASL all being raised on violence so they genuinely don’t understand softer touch, genuine kindness at first

Like these three feral jungle kids bit kicked scratched each other full on brawled one another because it was the only way they knew how to show affection

(Garp’s fist of love is not exactly a great point of reference for any of them, Dadan was also likewise heavy handed but lets be real these brats kicked her ass more than she kicked theirs lmao)

Luffy clicks with Zoro because Zoro’s just built like that, he’s built walls and his dreams to become the worlds greatest swordsman and nothings gonna stop him, So when Luffy decks him, hauls ass flings him about, its how Luffy shows affection, rocketing at top speed towards Zoro whilst yelling his name because he knows Zoro can take it, the same doesnt really go down well with Nami or Usopp, theyre not built the same way— bruises and bumps and scratches, Nami whacks him over the head all the time for stupid stuff she says and Luffy finds thats familiar, to which Usopp is like my guy my dude thats actually pretty effed up holy hell

Usopp and Sanji being the first of the crew to show Luffy that affection doesnt have to be violent (like usopp sharing a cool beetle he found, Sanji ruffling his hair because hes mad hes gotta wait until dinner for more food)

Ace fights a lot because it’s all he knows how to do right, hes good at it, he wins alot mostly but loses just as many times because he overestimates himself, maybe after fighting Whitebeard 100 times he doesnt let up and Whitebeard catches on immediately after Ace has taken his ink like son, just because i can kick your ass doesnt mean you have to go looking for it. Ace confused is like huh? But isnt this like a bonding activity and WB concerned asks Ace what his childhood was like and Ace shrugs uh. Absent everyone? Like everyone, kinda acted out a ton for attention and stuff, the WBP appalled at Ace’s viewpoint on violence versus affection look to multiple ways in which they can smother their newest brother with actual kind affection, naturally it starts with Marco approaching him with food and no other motive than to be kind — Ace used to fighting tooth and nail to eat looks so suspicious its almost heartbreaking

Sabo who’s never known a kind word from his blood parents and only begruding respect and tolerance from Dadan — hes perceptive, the fact this bandit lady with the crazy intense face is allowing him to freeload with Ace n Luffy tells him a ton about her, she’s coarse and rude and everything Sabo’s parents hate so naturally Sabo loves her, (its a shame we never got more Dadan and Sabo :(((((() gravitates towards Ace because he’s everythinf his parents hate too, wild uncouth loudmouthed and violent and they get along, they beat each other up bc its how they tell each other theyre strong ive got your back

And then he loses his memories and maybe thats a good thing because Sabo learns kindness with the revolutionaries, he feels seen and heard and respected (Big Applause to Dragon and Iva for listening to kid Sabo beg and plead not to go back to his old life and went okay hes ours now chadmindset love to see it) he learns that violence and affection are a double sided coin, that he can use his skills to fight and protect those that cant do it for themselves

ASL are a rowdy set of rabble rousin kiddos but its really nice to see how they develop as they got older bc of the people they encountered who help them understand theyre not alone as they think they are

#ASL brothers #crying in dis chilis thinking abt all of them #and how fuckin much theyve all been throufh #shakes fistss at oda PLEASE WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT TO RHEMEMEM

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pianocat939 · 5 months

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Ok this isn't my usual content, but like hear me out. And no, this isn't like anything character related-

Just think of it...as like a scenario to fill in ig Girlie I don't fucking know, I'm just spewing words

Tw: kidnapping, stalking, mentions of violence

Ok so imagine.

There's like this drive. We'll call it Chestnut drive.

Just a typical neighbourhood street.

And on the last house, there's a married couple.

The husband, is like some super scary, really cold guy. He hates the world except for maybe his own wife. And he's a monster too- *ahem he was a thug back in his school days* But he is a handsome fucker.

And then you got the wife. Who's really nice, and never has any problems. Honestly, she's the one usually having to hide her husband's crimes.

Enter MC, who's a single person, getting the first ever house. Which ended up being right next to theirs. Everybody else doesn't go near their house, because of the husband. And yet, MC is totally clueless and ends up watching their feral dog in their yard.

The wife notices first, and strikes up conversation. She's eager to have someone new to talk to. She bakes desserts sometimes, and constantly tries to offer them to MC.

Guess who she gushes all about MC to? That's right- her husband. At first he's like creeped out and even a little jealous. But after watching you through your living room window a few nights a week, he’s realized why she’s so intrigued.

He finds MC so cute, all alone in their house. With no one but themselves really. Maybe the occasional friend over. In a way, he starts to grow protective of them, just like how he is with his wife.

Meanwhile, the wife is just obsessed to have someone to talk to who isn’t terrified of her husband. She’s constantly giving affection she tries to pass it off as platonic when honestly it’s borderline romantic

Their conversations at dinner went from a bit mundane to just simply rambling about you. Wondering which bedroom you should take, or if they should expand theirs completely.

Soon they invite you over to their house often. Just for the occasional meal or tea. Even showcasing their feral dog. (Tiny dog may I add)

MC doesn’t notice, but soon the couple’s house has little things that they like. If they like art? A few paint tubes or high-end coloured are thrown around the house. If they like music? Wow- they suddenly got a Steinway grand piano for them to play around with.

The husband is constantly checking if MC’s ok. Making sure they dress properly for the weather before they go back to their house. In any extreme weather conditions (blizzard, hurricane, rain- a shit ton of rain) he’ll just show up to their house with groceries.

The wife seems to love giving little cheek kisses and hugs. Always finding ways to present her cooking. She likes buying the occasional clothing item for them. Just something she thought would look quite fitting on them.

It’s all too late at some point, because the husband will haul them over his shoulder if they try to run away. He’ll carry them to their now big bedroom, enough for 3 people to share.

He’ll beat up anyone that tries looking for them. He doesn’t have those muscles for nothing.

The wife is just so happy to have MC in their bedroom. Giving snuggles and lots of coos of affection.

And with a kiss goodnight from both of them, MC finds themselves sandwiched between the two. Unable to move from the husband’s arms, or push off the wife who’s laying on top of them.

MC should just consider themselves as newly-wedded to this strange but surprisingly…functional couple.

(HELP- I JUST FELL DOWN A PIT OF SELF-INDULGENCE)

(I have so many ideas for this bullshit but I also have never written anything non-fandom related on this blog before…Other than my shitposts)

(Assuming I’ll probably make more, I’ll put the tag ‘Husband Wife Trio’ lmao)

- Celina

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #Husband wife trio #blurbs

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iamthecomet · 4 months

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-flops down in your inbox and rolls around-

Happy the day after Christmas (not to date this ask lmao), I come bearing the gift of "and there was only one bed" style Dew/your ghoul of choice shenanigans.

So, set-up: Dew and -insert ghoul here- had to go away on some ministry business, maybe they went with a whole group of people or it's just the two of them alone, but either way they wind up having to stay a couple days longer due to the weather being shit back home, making it kind of risky to head back now as they'd be driving into a storm or something.

Anyway, they wind up having to move hotels since the one they're at is booked solid past their original check out date, and they wind up at a smaller hotel -paid for on the ministry's dime, because neither of them feel like they should have to given the circumstances- which leads to the whole, "and there was only one bed" scenario.

Originally, they both had separate rooms, it was a small enough group that the ministry was like, "Yeah, sure, have as much space as you need." but now they've only got one room, and, man, is it weird sharing a confined space with someone else, especially if the two are maybe not on great terms at the moment.

Maybe they fought or they're just not sure about each other yet so it's uncomfortable, but either way one of them is constructing a pillow barrier in the bed on day one... which eventually turns into them spooning on day three or four depending on how long you wanna drag it out for.

Added bonus: Since they're technically not working or on call for anything, they have time to do some shopping/touristy things they didn't get to chance to do on the initial trip, and keep getting asked if they're a couple, because they're carrying each others bags, giving opinions on outfits along the lines of, "Yeah, but it covers up your ass. You have a nice ass, you should flaunt it more." and, "Oh, shut it, you look lovely. Blue is a good color on you!"

Also sharing their food, holdings hands -"SO WE DON'T LOSE EACH OTHER IN THE CROWD!"- and watching other people on dates and going, "Aw, I wanna do that..."

Something, something, Dew doing cheesy romantic gestures to feed into the "joke" that they're on a date, getting the same cheesy romantic gestures in return as a "joke" and both of them catching feelings and nervously realizing that maybe they... they like that kind of stuff when it's that person doing it.

Anywho.

-flips onto my front and sleeps-

*tip-toeing around, trying not to wake you* You're giving me Aeon/Dew thoughts. Dew not so sure about the new quint ghoul. Being stuck with him on this trip to begin with has been frustrating and difficult. Trying to navigate his feelings about there being a new quint at all AND trying to make sure Aeon doesn't do anything stupid since he's still adjusting to life topside. (His glamor only slips once though, Dew has to give him that). And I think Aeon's inexperience is what leads Dew to be like "ok fine let's go do some stuff". Might as well take advantage of their time. But also show the new ghoul a thing or two. Let him buy himself some stuff he actually likes. But also, Dew is glued to him. He's not losing the new ghoul. He's not having that over his head. So they are attached at the hip. Whispering to each other and sitting close together at restuarant tables. Always touching. Less and less pillows in the barrier every night. You could even throw my favorite part of the "one bed" trope in there. Aeon shivering on his side of the bed. Curled up tight, but so cold he's shaking the bed and keeping Dew up. So, Dew just grabs him. Curls an arm around his waist and hauls him backwards, his back to Dew's unnaturally warm chest. Dew ramping up his heat little just to make sure the other ghoul stays warm.

He tells himself it's just because he can't have Aeon freezing to death on his watch--he doesn't want to get sent back to the pit. But really, it's just nice to have someone to hold.

#comet comments #lamp #aeon/dew #dewdrop ghoul #AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED

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mostmouse · 11 months

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I've never been more grateful to find a blog than I have been with yours, your writing is gr8 and I SO appreciate that you write smut/dark themes but don't touch incest stuff, it's such a relief, bless you 🙏🏽

THAT SAID, I would love to make a request if I can!! I've been thinking really hard about soft yandere Cove Holden lately and would die for some smut about him breaking into GN/male MC's house while they're in the shower <3 Ideally the two would be in a long term relationship already and he simply has a habit of doing this to them and they're okay with it lmao 😌

Thank you in advance even if you choose not to do this one, just for being around and for sharing your fics with us!! —🦋

Nothing with wrong with people who are into it! I write graphic violence and noncon, so I will not be throwing stones from my glass house haha hope you like this! :)

Good Ol' Fashioned B & E (AO3)

Cove just so happens to find your window open, while you just so happen to be in the shower. He decides he's unable and unwilling to hold himself back from reminding you who you belong to.

(Cove Holden x m!reader, explicit, 3,600 words, soft yandere themes)

Cove parked his car in front of your house, sighing and ruffling his hair. Since the sun stayed out longer in the summer, he found himself giving surfing lessons late into the evening. By the time he packed up his things, it was well into the night.

Rolling his shoulders, he slipped out of his car, locking it and tossing his keys into his messy and overflowing work bag. However, once he made it up to your door, he realized he needed them to get in. Tossing his head back and groaning, he tugged his bag towards the front of his body before shaking his head.

Walking around to the side of your place, he swung himself up onto the eaves and atop the first floor roof. Wiggling one of the windows up in your hallway, he smirked as it opened easily, unlocked. Hauling himself in, he looked around, the lights off all around him.

Walking softly towards your bedroom, he kicked his shoes off before he heard soft music. Humming to himself, he pushed your door open, greeting your pet before looking towards the master bath. Licking his lips, he felt his face flush hotly. Padding over to the door, he cracked it open, groaning quietly as he heard the shower running and saw the curtain closed.

Letting out a tense breath, he closed his eyes as he saw your boxers on the tiled floor. Palming himself gently through his loose jeans, he stood there, listening as you hummed along, picturing your perfectly imperfect body in the shower.

Biting his lip, he quickly stripped off his shirt and pants, tugging his boxer briefs down as well. Tugging his hair free of his ponytail, he silently made his way to the shower, peeking in slowly. Slipping past the curtain, he faced your bare back, smirking.

Not wanting to wait a moment longer, his arms quickly wound around your waist, biting your shoulder as you screamed. In your panic, you grabbed at his hands, wiggling in his grasp, moaning as his teeth sunk deeper into your soft skin.

“C-Cove?” Your voice was breathless, chest heaving as the shock left you just as quick.

Cove leaned forward, catching your ear between his teeth, his voice low, “You shouldn’t leave your windows unlocked, someone could easily break in… Someone with less than pure intentions.” Kissing you softly over your ear, he loosened one arm to rub it across your chest, kissing your shoulders and nibbling around where he had bit you.

You laughed breathlessly, leaning back into him as you felt him start to get hard against your lower back. “Yeah, I know. I’m trying to invite this one- ah!” Shuddering as he bit you again, you rubbed yourself against him. “This one really cute guy. Y-You’ve might’ve seen him around here before.” Sighing contentedly, you let him nudge your head to the other side, covering you in marks equally there as well. “He’s tall and fit… And he has the most handsome ocean eyes and prettiest long hair.”

You felt him nuzzle you, his happy humming surrounding you. Laughing, you brought your hand up to his head, petting his tangled hair. Cove tightened his grip around you, the arm still resting against your tummy drifting downwards. Stiffening, you whimpered as he wrapped a hand around your hardening shaft.

“Seems like you were hoping he’d find his way here tonight.” His voice was husky as he stroked you, letting you melt into his arms. “How naughty of you… I’ll have to show you what happens if you let just any man crawl through your window at night.”

Shuddering against his hold, the arm wrapped around your chest tightened as did his fist. Crying out, you bucked your hips against him. His fingers slipped across your nipple, mouth nibbling across you as he listened to you moan for him. “Cove~”

Face warm, he whimpered against you, hand moving faster as you shook in his grip. “Ahh! Fuck- Cove!” His fingers danced over your skin expertly, squeezing the base of your cock before loosening up and slipping to your tip, where he traced you with his fingertips, before repeating himself. “I- Ahh!”

Rolling your hips back, you tried to grind against him, whimpering as his hand left your chest to squeeze your package. Moaning, you thrust into his hand, your own arms winding around his neck where he stood behind you. His hands were unrelenting, feeling you tremble against his broad chest.

“This is what you wanted? For a cute boy to crawl through your window and wreck you? Want me to ruin you? My cute little boyfriend is so dirty, such naughty fantasies. Better make it up to me, baby, cum for me and I’ll forgive you.” Cove’s cheeks were burning, the dirty talk falling off his tongue as he jerked you off, feeling your perfect ass so close to his throbbing cock.

You felt your climax within you, hips shaking as he squeezed you tightly. “Fuck! Cove!” Moaning loudly, you felt his hands move, one closing into a fist around your base as the other pinched your tip. Crying out, you shook your head, “Cove! Please! Fuck, let me cum for you, please!”

You could feel the wave of pleasure ebbing away as he kissed your shoulders, hands pulling away from you and resting on your hips. You whimpered as he turned you, arms falling to your sides as you hid your face against him. “Aww, my poor thing… You wanted to waste your cum? Just let it go down with the water? You know better. Where are the only places you’re allowed to cum?”

Sighing against him as he moved his shaft to be pressed against yours as best he could considering the height difference, you felt your mind go blank. Basking in the feeling of his burning wet body against yours, you didn’t notice how he huffed above you, one hand pulling away before spanking you. Crying out, you dug your nails into him, listening through his chest as he hissed.

“I asked you a question.” His voice was husky above you, his hand slowly jerking off both your cocks as they were pressed together.

You panted, drool pooling in your mouth, “I- What? W-What did, ahhh~ what did you say?” Your hips moved gently, rubbing the underside of your cock against his.

Cove smiled above you, almost wanting to just whisk you away and make love to you in bed, but mostly he wanted to see you fall apart and beg for him, to remember who you belonged to and how he belonged to you. You were too cute and precious for your own good, he wanted to tease you, to squeeze you until you snapped in half.

Leaning back from where you were pressed to his chest, he nuzzled your nose sweetly. “I asked you where you’re allowed to cum?” He idly kissed across your face, hand moving slowly between you. Listening to you moan lowly, he nibbled your lip.

Ocean eyes stared intently at you, an obsessive love swirling within them. Leaning forward, you kissed him softly, sighing through your nose. Breaking away, you rocked your hips into his, panting slightly. “O-Only allowed to cum in-inside you and, haah~ in your m-mouth.”

Cove bit his lip, hand moving faster between the two of you, watching as your brows knit upwards. His other hand pet your tummy before moving to grab your ass. “That’s right, you have to be my good boy and save your cum for me. Can you do that?”

Both your cheeks were flushed, pleasured expressions facing each other. Whimpering, you nodded, fingertips playing with his sensitive nipples. Moaning loudly, his voice echoed off the shower walls as he tipped his head back. “Fuck~ Good boy. So perfect for me.” Swallowing thickly, he let go of both your cocks, hissing as you scratched down his chest. “C’mon, let's get cleaned up before we go to bed. Can you do that for me?”

You groaned aloud, pouting at him. However, Cove merely smiled down at you, giggling softly. Leaning around you, he purposefully avoided your puppy dog eyes, grabbing shampoo and lathering your head up. Humming softly to the music that he could hear once more, he tilted you up by your jaw, smooching you with puckered lips.

Trying to fight the smile off your face, you let him rinse your hair. Sighing, he applied conditioner before you nudged him to the side and helped him into the water. “Gotta get my perfect boy washed up, too. God knows your hair is full of sand.” He smiled at you, loving expression watching you closely as you repeated his actions with him.

Kissing his throat, you massaged his shampoo into his hair, careful of the saltwater knots. Cove’s hands drifted down your sides, tracing your curves and stretch marks. “I love you.” Sighing against his slick skin, you nuzzled him.

“I love you, too. My precious boy. You’re all mine, forever. And I’ll always be yours.” Cove’s heart thumped at your words, passionate obsessive flames within his soul burning hotly. You were all his, forever. You’d never leave him, and he’d never leave you. He’d absorb you into his body if he could, just so you’d always be together.

Switching places, you let the water cascade over your conditioned hair, Cove lathering up on soap and rubbing you down. He giggled in front of you, lathering you up and playing in the bubbles. Your cock was still achingly hard, memories of your lost orgasm rolling in your lower belly. He was careful to wash all over you, turning you in his grip as the suds washed off your chest as his hands rubbed you down.

Kissing your freshly washed neck, his hands slipped further down, one holding your hip as the other circled your tight rim. Whimpering, you braced your hands on the shower wall. “Cove…” His name was just a whisper, waiting to see what he would do.

Cove hummed behind you, gently circling you. With a kiss to the shell of your ear, you felt his fingertip push past you gently, shallowly entering you. Sighing softly, you leaned forward, hips subtly rocking back. Slowly easing deeper inside you, he basked in your soft sounds and hot body.

However, he didn’t stay inside you for long, slipping out and cleaning the rest of you as if nothing happened. You whimpered, forehead resting on your hands. “Cove~” You whined disappointedly, wiggling your hips and looking at him over your shoulder.

He just tilted his head innocently. Pouting, you switched places with him, cheeks hot. “You’re such a tease tonight…” Copying him, you grabbed his body wash and cleaned him up. Eyes flicking up to him as he lathered his hair with conditioner, you slowly moved downwards towards his lengthy shaft.

Eyes looking down, you held in a moan at the sight, thick seafoam bush and swollen cock hanging down, water flowing down it freely. Finally dragging your eyes away from it, you looked back up at him, squeaking as his heated stare made contact with you.

His gaze was passionate and it had you swallowing thickly. “C-Cove?” He growled as you said his name, belly hot and tight as he thought how perfect it sounded falling from your lips. Gritting his teeth, he rinsed himself off, grabbed your cheeks and shoved his tongue into your mouth as he pressed you against the wall.

Moaning loudly, your voice was muffled against his mouth. His tongue pet yours, tracing the inside of your teeth as his rough hand grabbed your cock once more. You tried to pull away but he was unrelenting, swallowing all your sounds as he pumped you quickly. Dragging your nails down his back, you helplessly humped his fist, whimpering against him.

Puffing through his nose, he moaned against you, hand leaving you and grabbing your hips. He ground against you, breaking away and panting heavily. “Fuck! You’re so- ahh!” He bit your shoulder, listening to you moan as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wanted you so badly, that cute look in your eyes as you leered at his big cock. He needed to fuck you, needed you to be begging him to let you cum.

Leaning back down, he bit your lip, dragging it between his teeth before breaking away. Finally, his burst of energy passed and he peered down at you, cheeks flushed and eyes hazy. He didn’t break eye contact with your dazed expression as he leaned back and shut off the water. Dragging the curtain open, he finally looked away, grabbing the both of you towels and handing one to you.

The both of you dried off quickly and silently, the music echoing around you as you heard Cove groan every few moments, his ocean eyes lustfully raking over you with every move you made. You couldn’t help but whimper, feeling his charged energy in the air, knowing he was moments away from pounding you and marking you up as his.

You loved when he was like this, as if nothing else mattered than claiming you and making you his. Finally dry enough, Cove tossed both your towels to the floor, grabbing you around the wrist and dragging you into your bedroom, shuddering at the air conditioning.

Tossing you onto your bed, he grabbed a bottle of lubricant out of your drawer, meeting your eyes again as he stroked himself. “Who do you belong to?” You whimpered, whispering his name. His wanton gaze didn’t change as his eyes fell down to your flushed shaft. “Who does this pretty cock belong to?”

You threw your arm over your eyes, blushing. “You, Cove. I-It’s all yours.” He growled above you, clean hand gripping your forearm and pinning it above your head. Gasping, you moaned, his strong arms flexing above you.

“Who owns that tight ass of yours?” You lifted your legs subconsciously, spreading them so he could reach you easier.

“You, Cove! Fuck!” However, to your frustration, he let go of you, disappearing from your line of sight. With a shout, you stared at the ceiling for a moment before shouting, “Cove!” Leaning on your elbows, you quickly fell back against the blankets again, crying out as he swallowed your cock.

Moaning loudly, you laid on your back, hands pulling his wet hair as he took your cock deep into his throat. “Fuck! I-I can’t! It’s too much!” After him edging you and touching you all during your shower, you thought you might burst. Whimpering at how easily he was getting you off, you bucked up into his mouth.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Cove, please! Please let me cum in your mouth- ahh!” His hand came back to your package, squeezing it in his palm gently. You shuddered, moaning loudly as you rolled your hips up, crying out sharply as you finished on his tongue.

Cove moaned lasciviously around your shaft, eyes closing with flushed cheeks. Swallowing every drop, he sucked on your tip, his hand pumping your shaft as he massaged your package. You arched your back, unable to get a good look at him as your eyes were lidded in blissful pleasure.

Panting as he popped off you, he crawled back up your body. Kissing your cheeks, he moved to nuzzle into your hair. “Good boy… Cumming down my throat, not wasting any bit of your delicious cum. I think you deserve a reward.” His voice was husky and you shuddered.

“P-Please…” Cove grinned at your soft voice, hands grabbing you behind your knees and lifting your legs. You blushed, covering your face with your hands, “Cove…” Once your legs were secure and pinned around his waist, he smiled softly.

Kissing you chaste on the lips, he nuzzled your nose. “I wanna see my good boy fall apart. Wanna watch you beg for my cock, screaming for me to pound this tight ass hard.” Kissing you again, “Can you be good and do that for me?”

Whimpering once more, you nodded. Cove smirked, leaning back. Using one hand, he guided his slick cock to your tight rim. You sighed, relaxing into the bed as he gently pushed inside.

Cove couldn’t help but moan, watching your blissful expression as he pressed his lengthy cock inside you. Licking his lips, he leaned forward, resting one palm on the side of your head. Looking up at him, his hair a curtain around his handsome face, you smiled softly. Cheeks flushed, you moaned his name quietly.

Moaning hotly, he finally bottomed out inside you, listening to you groan. Your heat wrapped around him in a vice, tight without any stretching done before. You panted below him, flexing your hands where you moved to rest them on either side of your hand. Cove smiled, moving so that his hands were intertwined with yours.

Leaning down, he kissed you softly, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Sighing, he rocked his hips against you, moving only a bit before slipping back inside. You moaned aloud, hands tightening around his. “Cove~ more, please.”

Cove swallowed thickly, nodding and grinning. Leaning back, you let go of his hands as he held your hips. You watched with flushed cheeks as he pulled back just to shove himself in. You tossed your head back as Cove began a rough pace. Slipping one leg down, he anchored one foot on the floor with his knee on the bed.

Watching your body closely, he jerked his hips back, shoving them against you before pulling back and repeating. He gasped for air as your body squeezed around his cock, whimpering as you slid against the bed, cheeks heated and mouth open as you moaned loudly.

Gripping your legs, he moved them to be against his chest, basking in your sounds of pleasure and as your bodies came together. Whimpering, he closed his eyes, feeling himself drool at the feeling of you. “Ahh~ Ah! Fuck!” His voice was strained, feeling his climax approach, the teasing in the shower not helping him last.

You moaned below him, watching as his hair bounced, tanned skin darkening with a full body blush. “C-Cove~ inside, please, ahh!” His hips faltered, and with a sharp cry, he pressed against your belly, tugging your hips higher as he tried to pound against your sweet spot.

Crying out, you whipped your head to the side, trying to hide your face. Curling your leg, you tugged yourself higher against him, cock sinking deeper inside you and brushing your p spot with every frenzied thrust. You tugged at the blankets, pulling them up on either side of you as you arched in his grasp.

Cove panted, watching you carefully, body on fire. You were so tight around him, he couldn’t think. Whimpering, he felt tears gather in the corner of his eyes as he screwed them shut, moaning uncontrollably as he pounded you against the soft bed. “Fuck! Ahh! F- ahh~ Cumming, ah! I’m, haah!~”

You watched through dazed eyes as he fell apart between your legs, semi hard cock tapping your belly with each powerful thrust. Arching your back, you moaned hotly, his name falling off your lips like a prayer. “Cove!”

As you cried out for him, Cove trembled, hands moving to grip your thighs as tight as he could, your cries echoing in his empty head as he blew his load deep inside you, pumping you full of cum. Tipping his head back, his hands loosened, hips moving softly against you as aftershocks rattled his body.

Panting heavily, he let your legs fall to his sides again, dragging himself from inside you to crawl atop you and collapse. With a puff of air, you laughed breathlessly, rubbing his back and kissing his shoulder. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Your words were weak, still reeling from the intense pleasure of him pounding you.

Cove heaved for air above you, body shaking as he wrapped his arms around you and flipped you on your sides. Resting your head on his bicep, you leaned in and scattered kisses all over his flushed and sweaty face. Smiling softly, you nibbled his lip, feeling as his arm slipped off your waist. Opening your mouth to ask him if he wanted water or anything, you gasped as his free hand wrapped around your sore cock.

Whimpering, your arm wound around his neck, pulling your faces in tight. “C-Cove, you don’t have t- ahh!” His speed was unrelenting, working to get you off once more. “Cove! Fuck!” You shuddered, crying out as you shoved your mouth against his.

Within moments Cove had you bursting all over your bellies and the blanket. You gasped for air, the speed rattling your bones. You whimpered as he touched you softly, ocean eyes watching you lazily. Finally meeting his gaze once more, you leaned up to kiss him.

Gently, you rubbed your tongues together, moaning as you took turns exploring each other’s mouths. Twining your legs together, you rolled over so you were atop of him. Resting your forehead against him, you sighed happily. “Do you want some water?” Your voice was rough, croaking as you laughed slightly.

Cove smiled under you, humming happily and not paying attention. Wrapping his arms around you, you laughed as he dragged you back down. Holding onto him, you let him readjust the two of you so you were under the covers.

Sighing happily, you nuzzled up against him, letting him be the big spoon. His voice was quiet, and you could hear the tears in it as he spoke softly to you, “I love you… I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

With a warm smile on your face, you ignored the mess the two of you made and cuddled close. Your eyes were heavy as you felt Cove fall asleep next to you, listening to his heartbeat until you felt yourself join him.

#cove holden x reader #cove x reader #cove our life #our life #olba #soft yandere

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neteyamslovrr · 1 year

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Hiya!! First of all, congrats on your 2k milestone , you did that! More than well deserved 💙

Always been a big fan of your works and I was wondering if I could please get a fluff plot 5 story on Rotxo? That poor boy needs so much more love and quality time 🥺💞

Make sure to stay healthy and hydrated and don't overwork yourself! Have a wonderful, badazzling day my love😌

OUR MARUI

im sorry this took so long bae!! i hope u enjoy. i love our little pookie bear rotxo .sorry its short i am struggling with the fluff LMAO (they're so cute i could die)

Moving into a marui together was a big step for all newly mated couples of Awa’atlu. It was no different for you and Rotxo. Building a marui was a way to show your connection and love for your mate. Showing your mate where you wanted to grow old and frail with them. Rotxo was proud of his handy-work, ready to finally start this new phase with you.

Bringing over your stuff felt as if you were carrying the new stage of your life in your hands. It was exciting. Exciting enough it felt as there was a fire a light inside of you, burning from the anticipation of your new life.

Rotxo was doing more of the heavy-lifting, not because you weren’t capable, he simply insisted. “Give that to me pretty girl.” He’d say while taking a large table you were hauling across the tight fabric floor.

“I can carry it myself Rotxo.” You would pout, turning to pick up baskets of small trinkets and ornaments to decorate your shared home.

“I know you can, but I want to carry it for you.” He gave you a small peck on the cheek before moving fast to endure the heavy lifting for a little less time.

You followed behind him hastily, bouncing on the taught fabric to exude some of your radiating joy. You had been looking forward to sharing a home with him since you were teens. It was something you truly thought was surreal.

Placing the baskets down you looked at the way Rotxo crossed his arms, nodding proudly as he surveyed his new home. “Do you like it?” He looked back to you, your expression was spaced out looking in no particular direction as your eyes sparkled in the setting sun. “Is there something you don’t like? Y’know you can tell me anything.” His question was rooted in anxiousness, wary that his mate was not approving of the marui he had built for them.

Your eyes flickered over to the concerned look dripping off of Rotxo’s face, his eyebrows furrowing as his stare was begging you to give him reassurance. Snapping out of your dazed out happy state you immediately rushed over to him. Laying your soft palms on his cheeks you gave him a cheery smile.

“This is more beautiful than I ever could have imagined Rotxo. Thankyou.” He smiled back at you, putting his rough hands on your cheeks to pull you into a sweet kiss. Showing his utter love and appreciation for you.

“It’s just like you then.” His grin was shit-eating, waiting for you to pick up one the compliment he gave. Your face screwed in confusion, eyes squinting as you tried to figure out what he meant. “Because you’re beautiful my pretty girl. So beautiful.”

if you liked this check out my masterlist <3

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it-they · 7 months

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thrift tips (from someone who actually works at a thrift store)

so basically i’ve been working at a thrift store for about 4 months now (a chain one, not value village but similar), but i’ve been a thrifter for years. TRUST MEEE the inside knowledge i’ve gained as an employee has turned my thrifting experiences upside down.

so i’m thinking why not share that info to help y’all thrift better?

what you need to know…

before you go:

the busiest times of year for donations is during season changes (spring to summer, summer to fall, etc) and uni/college move in week. a lot of places don’t take donations during this time of year, but some will. always ask places if they’re accepting donations during these times, because if they are, there will be LOTS of new merchandise on the floor.

the busiest times of the week in a thrift are usually midday/afternoons on weekends (fri/sat/sun) and afternoons/evenings on weekdays. the busiest times of year are around any holidays and back to school season. i strongly avoid doing huge hauls around these times of year. you will be in there FOREVER. basically: the best time to thrift is morning to midday any day of the week, if your schedule allows it.

if you’re looking for a specific style, make a pinterest board or some kind of list for inspiration/comparisons. this can really help you find things you like. be sure to include a desired colour palette to compare! (this isn’t necessary but i know some ppl are looking for specific things lol)

most places roll out donations during the week. over the weekends, things get pretty picked clean.

bring a soft measuring tape for measuring clothing! if you don’t like trying clothes on or the thrift doesn’t allow it, make sure to take your measurements before you leave and write them down. don’t be afraid to measure garments, because if you usually wear an XL in certain brands, not all brands are consistent.

clothing is not washed at thrift stores. we do not have the time for that lol. it comes as is. do what you will with this info and keep that in mind.

BRING YOUR OWN BAGS PLS LMFAOOOOO PLEASE. reusable bags from thrifts are often expensive or sometimes even just fully plastic (which literally defeats the purpose of thrifting out of eco consciousness so…)

wear a mask- not just to protect yourself from germs but also dust! dust is so common in thrifts. your lungs and throat will thank me later.

bring hand sanitizer! it can help get rid of germs and sticky residue on your hands (things just are sticky all the time and it sucks lol)

if you plan on spending a lot of time in the store, definitely carry a water bottle and some snacks. thrifting is tiring. it is so exhausting being pretty and having fun /j

SET A BUDGET!!! it is sooo easy to get carried away in a thrift because the prices are so low. whether your budget is strict or fluid, it is always good to have a budget so you don’t overindulge.

while you’re thrifting…

be mindful of others. do not hoard items or buy things you will never use. some people thrift because they cannot afford to shop at other places.

ALSOOO!! this goes to the skinny babes out there (i’m one of y’all but LISTEN TO ME !!)- LEAVE PLUS SIZED CLOTHING ALONE. if you’re looking for the oversized look, sizing up one or two sizes is fine. but do NOT go taking plus sized clothing away from other people! everyone deserves to find cute clothes at the thrift!

with that said, if you’re capable of wearing adult sizes, pls stop buying kids clothing. i don’t care if it’s trendy to wear teeny tiny shirts, you can find those in the adult sections!! parents need to clothe their kids too </3

do not be afraid to ask for help. the employees are there to assist you if you need it!! however pls don’t ask us “do you have (xyz specific niche product)” because we definitely have no idea what we do and don’t have for sure lmao.

do not be afraid to haggle prices. if a shirt has a stain and you love it but it’s $7 and you have no idea if it’ll come out, ask if they can reduce the price. 9/10 times they do not care and will DEFINITELY drop the price lol.

if you are a student, have coupons, or may qualify for any other discounts remember to ask how to qualify for them! thrifting isn’t just a chance to shop eco friendly and find some amazing and unique finds, but also a good way to save as much money as possible. use those discounts up babe.

if you can, always try things on before buying. sometimes a pair of jeans looks cute on the rack but it might not be what you’re looking for!! it’s always better to be safe than sorry, especially if they don’t do returns.

while checking out…

have your bags on hand!

know which items you have inquires about and either hand them to the cashier first or last! it helps keep you both organized :)

if they collect hangers at the front, remember to give all your hangers to the cashier! if they don’t, ask what to do with your hangers!! just pls do not leave hangers in the cart or in your basket!!!

tell the cashier about any discounts or coupons you may qualify for in order to get the most bang for your buck.

if the store allows returns, ALWAYS GRAB YOUR RECEIPT! actually no even if they don’t take returns, grab your receipt. it helps you know how much you spent on what items and will often tell you how much you saved as well :)

you don’t always need to thrift items you intend to upcycle or resell! it’s okay to allow yourself to buy things you just want as is.

if you’re having trouble deciding if you really should get an item you really want, do it (if your budget allows it). there is only one of every thing (generally) in a thrift.

shopping for off-season items can help you find more gems. if you’re looking for sweaters and coats in the summer, 99% of people won’t be. you’ll be more likely to find better stuff that you get to keep all to yourself.

after you’re done…!

if you thrift often and find that you have a lot of clothing, give back! imagine you have a bowl of fruit. over time, if you keep taking from the fruit bowl, it will become empty. if you want more fruit, you have to refill it, right? donations help keep thrifts in business!

if a thrift allows returns, do not remove any store tags until you’re sure you want to keep the item! just in case it maybe looks different than you thought in different lighting, or maybe doesn’t go with that skirt you wanted to pair it with (for an example lol).

if you intend on reselling, do lots of research on the item you purchased. the other day i thrifted a flute- barely used- and got it for $70 CAD. turns out, it’s worth $830 CAD brand new and about $300 used! (too bad i’m keeping it lol)

if you accidentally purchased something you didn’t really want or can’t return, ask some friends or online groups if anyone would like to take it! if it’s a unique find, someone is bound to love it. and- worst case scenario, you can always resonate it.

final thoughts…!

in the end, these are just tips and tricks i’ve picked up as a thrifter over the years and as i’ve worked at one. some of these things i’ve learned from customers i’ve met or even my friends, and they’ll all helped me thrift more efficiently than i did in the past :)

whether you choose to follow these is up to you! don’t take anything i say too seriously, it’s all just for fun. i wish you luck on your future thrifts! may you find everything on your wish lists <3

#thrifting #thrift #fashion #thrift tips #thrift store finds #fashion tips #fashion advice #fashion blog #style blog #fitspo #lgbt

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strawberrystepmom · 1 month

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miss kendall... I've got to know, because he's the og occupant of the meow meow mansion, is kakashi greeting new additions at the door? does he have a cursory set of questions that need to be answered to his liking before they get approval?

hello my love! Hope you’re having a good monday ❤️ what an EXCELLENT question!!!! thank you for asking!!!!

kakashi sits on the couch and vaguely acknowledges them when they walk through the hallway like a preoccupied dad until they seek him out lmao then if (when bc it’s inevitable if they like me) they DO seek him out that’s where the questions come in. he marks his page and slides his book to the side of the couch and blinks at them menacingly while they sit down like 😬 “hi kakashi sir…”

and he asks:

“why are you here?”

it doesn’t seem like a terribly loaded question but it is. a wrong answer, which will be judged by him and only him, will get this jabroni kicked to the curb in 5 minutes. “i like her” isn’t a good enough answer. “she’s pretty” WILL get them kicked out. these are all the minimum requirements to even be allowed into the mansion, everyone knows this. what he’s asking is if they’re in it for the long haul. can they handle the bad days along with the good? can they share? can they play well with others? a single loaded question decides their fate and access to me forever. kakashi the kendy gatekeeper!!!!

now if he likes the answer to this question then he doesn’t ask any further! that’s the test - get the first question correct and impress the Virgo man.

#answered #the meow meow mansion

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welcometololaland · 1 year

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for the asks: 🤍💌

i haven't had an anon in my inbox in a long time, so this feels momentous. thanks for the ask!

what's one fic of yours that you think people didn't "get"?

I can't think of a good example of this, except for Down for the Count - I mean, I don't think I got that fic either lmao. It's about card counting and casinos and poker and it's very insane - I've never written anything so out there before, although I'm tossing up something extremely rogue with @rmd-writes that may actually take the cake.

share something about an up and coming WIP that has you excited.

gonna stay on theme here and go for something about (Un)professional Services - which is the collab I've been working on for 4000 years (it keeps getting pushed to the side by ALTA which is extremely unfortunate because - unlike ALTA - it's a pleasure to write):

Full of undeserved confidence, Carlos reaches out and cups TK’s jaw in his hand. “Feel free to stop me,” he says, his voice slightly cracked and raspy.

“That is the last thing I’ll be doing,” TK replies, and it’s a little unclear who leans in exactly, but all of a sudden TK’s lips are pressed tentatively against his own, and Carlos is drowning in it until something from his subconscious hauls him back out of the depths of his desire.

“Wait,” he says quickly, pulling back. “The wine. Are you sure you’re okay to be kissing me when I’ve been drinking? Because I can brush my teeth if you—”

“Oh my god,” TK moans, a sound which appears to have a direct connection to Carlos’ dick. “Where did you come from? Seriously, did they make you in a lab? You’re perfect.”

“N– No,” Carlos stammers, unsure where TK is going with this. “I just want you to be comfortable.”

“Carlos,” TK says, grabbing the front of Carlos’ tie and twisting it around one hand, hauling him in so their lips are brushing together. “The wine thing is fine. What’s not fine is the fact that we’re no longer kissing.”

“Okay,” Carlos manages to say, before he loses himself in the hot press of TK’s mouth again.

The thing is, Carlos has always known that he’s a romantic. Ever since he left the purgatory that was high school his dreams have been a continual rotation of finding the love of his life; a chance meeting, learning the lines and curves of someone else's body, falling in love, romantic dates and shared dinners and making someone else laugh. Someone he can come home to and surprise with gifts and curl up with at night when it’s cold outside and the rain beats down on the windows of his shitty Brooklyn apartment.

What he didn’t expect was this. Someone who steals his breath and makes him feel unbalanced. Someone he met under circumstances that are so far from romantic. Someone with a terrifying mother and a kind of unhinged friend-turned-colleague. Someone who has two first names and smells like a lovely combination of citrus and apples and owns a pair of green eyes that Carlos could look at every day for the rest of his life and never tire of.

Someone who kisses him with purpose, whose hands feel electric on his skin. Someone who makes intoxicating little frustrated sounds and coaxes Carlos’ lips open with a gentle tongue and then proceeds to lick into his mouth and take Carlos’ sanity apart bit by bit. Someone who winds up hitched around Carlos’ leg and presses himself into Carlos’ hip and oh god—

TK is definitely hard in his pants and Carlos is not okay.

#(Un)Professional Services #ask game #fic game #railmedaddy #tarlos #tarlos fic #911 lone star

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i will work on that and post a set this week :) kiell was very fun!

hmm i can't say i'm sure about sandi — though i'm loving her hair this series and she's beautiful as ever!

i would also love to know anything about miles' new show, if anyone has details about it to share 🥺 it's gotten lots of positive reviews, pretty solidly 4/5 stars everywhere i've seen. but even without a personal panelshowsource follower review i recommend getting a ticket!! and then coming back and telling us about it!!

hello and thank you :) sure, i put that on my drive for you here. enjoy!

he actually is 100% that bitch

i don't have this on drive atm only because it's really so easy to source. both were just posted in tv_bunny a couple of weeks ago, for example 🥲 i recommend heading over there and making a request, and someone will have links for you right away! lmk if you have any issues

does watching it on dailymotion work for you?

hello! yes, you can find ladsladslads over in the standup folder :)

their breakup was certainly intense for them both... i think i recall sara saying around the time-ish that she had expected they would really be together for the long haul, so as things began to disintegrate she was very disoriented. i also recall there being a bit of an ugly period between them — like, publicly — which was unfortunate, but they both seemed to be carrying their own bitternesses and that was surely hard

it's funny — i talked a bit about this a couple months ago, but thinking about them both reminds me so much of the rhlstp with john kearns: he talked about how, in this day of social media, audiences expect comedians to show themselves on stage, to give you that peek behind the curtain and personal anecdotes/opinions/details, and really share who they are with you — and he doesn't like that expectation. he's doing surreal and often absurd comedy, playing a character who's almost nothing like him at all, so the real john doesn't need to bleed through for the show to work. but people like sara and john...they use the stage as a form of therapy; sara uses it as a form of workshopping, communicating, connecting, sharing; i often think john is grasping, sometimes desperately, at the opportunity to be seen and heard. (his new show howl, which has gotten quite good reviews, is about his sobriety, for example!) so even though there were aspects of their breakup experience that were intense and very personal, i really hope that sharing them helped them both :)

hope we'll get to see his new show howl sometime soon, which is about his sobriety!

i have my theories about how john will be on taskmaster... let's just say, i think he'll be quite earnest and try very hard, and i think what alex has said about it being very difficult to do a character on taskmaster/the show showing people's true colours will be very relevant LMAO i can def see john coming on and trying to be cool and collected and just breaking down LMAOOO but agree it will be interesting! and personally i do always love the dynamic between greg or alex and one of their good friends heh

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xamaxenta · 1 year

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I firmly believe the bond between captain and first mate was solidified when deuce and ace left that barren island chanting ‘Arson! Arson! Arson!’ Not whatever flowery reason deuce gave in the novel. After all that novel is supposed to be deuces diary, he could very well be writing bullshit to cover for the fact that he’s just as bad as ace.

Hell I bet once they got hauled off to the moby the WBs pegged only ace as the arsonist and corralled him somewhere non flammable like ‘as long as we have at least one person watching him and putting out fires it’ll be fine’ and so didn’t notice the not yet assimilated deuce sharing his captains thought process perfectly and quietly setting the rigging on fire repeatedly until they took all 6 of his lighters and the emergency flint and steel

The point is they are as bad as eachother deuce just has training in pretending to be decent in front of people he doesn’t trust and ace doesn’t care to

Sabo and Deuce would actually love each other because they both have the distinct unhingedness of growing up privileged realising just how fucked up their position in a broken society is and going nah FUCK that noise

Sabo becomes a lead pipe toting bone breaking strongest grip in the fucking world man of the revolution fuck the government to the max

Deuce meanwhile becomes a pirate because why the hell not, reasons fuck being a normie i wanna see the world and cause a little ruckus at the same time and i respect that

I immensely enjoy the concept that Deuce was writing a cover up to make him look good and Ace look like a crazy bitch bc thats how it is and then it transitions into the actual loyalty love and respect of true friendship but man those initial chapters WOOF LMAO he put Ace DOWN for sure i know he did so i almost brainwd this motherfucker on this forsaken hunk of fuckall called sixis and his dumb fucking ass went hey wanna like hang out

WHERE IDIOT???? THERES NOTHING TO DO BRO

Anyway they both indulge in petty arson Ace just had to show Deuce his devil fruit like shit this is actually kinna sick and Deuce went whoa does it hurt no? Okay cool i have a confession i reealy like blowing shit up

Ace: sweet me too 👌🏽

Corraling Ace in somewhere nonflammable would be the showers and hes just there LMAO skulking in the showers in the Moby and side eyeing all the crew coming to shower like fuck i do not give a fuck about your dick jones just shower and get the fuck out k

Cue petty crew nervously showering as Ace glowers at them in his seastone cuffs from the corner of the tiled room aHAH DF ZHCHSJADB this is so stupid

And then Marco walks in naked and Ace is like AWOOGA!!!!!

I kinda care about YOU naked

And then Deuce throws his book at Ace like holy shit hes just showering man fucking get a grip

Ace literally a rabig dog debased insnane like the fucking ass dimples, do you see those legs can i ask him to step on me oleaspleapelase actually salivating over the pecs on this dude like he wants to smother himself in THOSE WOOFWOOF

Deuce opens his book of horrors and writes: My captain was a man of many and yet rarely well practiced talents, flirtation was never a strong suit of his but by the seas he tried. The one to receive the brunt of his bawdy affections was none other than the totally out of his league, Marco the goddamn fucking Phoenix, yeah you read that right, Marco the fucking Phoenix

Ace scowling at Deuce like stop that i can see the pinch in your eyebrows asshole i know youre writing some rude fucking shit well im abbouta shiv your ass that fuckin stupid pencil of yours you know I cant read dickfuck

Deuce flourishing as he writes just to piss him off more and Ace cant do anything cuz hes chained to the wall in the showers

Marco walks out finished with his shower and Ace actually makes the most pathetic noise in his throat like a kicked dog and Deuce thinks the boot shaped bruise across his face was totally worth the ten seconds of hyena laughter he got to work with (ace kicked at him so hard his shoe flew off and smacked deuce in the face)

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fang do you maybe...ahaha...wanna talk more about divorce and geto...

there are like 3 asks in my inbox about this concept im kind of surprised but ofc i can elaborate.

cw ;; you and getou have daughters, a bit angsty, not rlly smutty LMAO sorry guys just wasn't what i had in mind, 18+

i think you and getou probably have a bit of a toxic relationship. not in the sense that it's like super actively harmful or aggressive, but i think getou's kinda nonchalant attitude becomes really, really damaging for your self-esteem after you get married. it was fine when you were younger, because you were less busy and you didn't need as much reassurance on the romantic aspect. relationships are work afterall.

but now you both have kids and while getou does his share, while you're still married - he doesn't seem to really respect you or your effort. he's not incompetent though, he's actually a very good dad to your two little girls and a otherwise a very responsible person. does the dishes and chores, helps with important things.

for a long time, you don't really want to get a divorce because you didn't think it's anything to be upset over. it's only after shoko very helpfully points out that he's simply doing what he has to do and that most men are just kind of terrible. and it dawns on you that she's right. you're grateful getou is a good dad and even better a good roomate, but that doesn't mean you have to stay in your relationship.

because while you're married, he doesn't seem like he's paying much attention. so you think on it for a while, and then ask for an amicably divorce and to coparent to the best of your ability. of course it hurts, but you think it'd be best. that helps you swallow the pain.

when you bring it up, you're kind of expecting him to be completely fine with it. you've been thinking about it forever now. getou doesn't show any signs of romantic affection for you, and that stuff is pretty common. you're better off friends than lovers. you can't really remember the last time you had sex or even kissed in a very intimate way and when you tried before it tended to be brushed off.

but when you do bring up the divorce... he looks sad? and that's confusing for you. he looks almost angry, and is silent for a long time. it's very unusual. because getou is so.. non chalant all the time. he was so bored, he always looks bored.

"is this what you want?"

"...yes? we'd still coparent and have equal custody, you're a good dad. but i mean, there's nothing between us right? it's okay to say you don't love me anymore,"

and he grits his teeth and sort of looks away

"right. right, that's how it is. okay. we should talk more in the morning,"

it's weird. he's weird for the weeks leading up to when it's finalized. you can't wrap your head around his reasoning at all. it's not like you feel no guilt, but you think staying together for your kids when the two of you are so unhappy isn't gonna be worth it regardless. they're not clueless either and you were careful to explain that it wasn't their fault. that you were still good friends with their dad.

and you can raise happy kids while not being together. it's all stuff you thought about plenty before bringing it up, because you don't just have you to worry about. you had considered everything. except for getous strange reaction to your suggestion. his dejected, angry expression. how he all of a sudden kissed your forehead at breakfast and look at you for the next few weeks.

when the divorce was finalized a few months later, you moved close by so that your kids wouldn't have to haul their stuff back and forth. and other than the obvious - you still saw them often and spent time as a family where you could

getou was odd. he was touchier. he seemed to cling to more when he hadn't before. you didn't really push him away, but you didn't embrace him either. it was so offputting, you just didn't think about it until you saw him - and each time he'd so eagerly hold onto you like it was natural and normal.

at first, you thought he was doing it for your daughters. you figured maybe they would feel more at ease. but he didn't do around them, he only did around you.

and one night, he shows up at your place. the both of you needed a break, so the kids were with friends. you were drinking wine and watching some movie and the doorbell rings.

there you find getou, who seems a little tipsy. he reminds you a little of when you were dating in college, bac when he would show up to your dorms and drunkenly take up space in your bed.

it makes you a little nostalgic, so many years later, to see him like that. he has more lines on his face, more handsome. his hair is still long though.

"hey,"

"...hey. what are you doing here?"

he reaches his hand out, cupping your cheek. they're still big, still warm. familiar. he rubs his thumb along your cheek.

"just wanted to see you,"

you scoff a little, but don't push him away.

"you saw me yesterday when you were dropping the girls off,"

he laughs a little.

"i know, i know. but i wanted to see you. just you,"

"you know, you've been acting real weird since this all started,"

he gets a little close to you, and you feel your heart in your throat. the tv light makes shadows on his face. he looks blue.

"have i? how so?"

"you act like you still have feelings for me," you scoff, hands on his chest but still not pushing him "if you just wanna hookup, there are plenty of-"

"that's not why im here, though." he smiles at you "not that that'd be bad either,"

"then why? why do you keep acting like this,"

"i miss you. i want you back. im sorry. what else would it be?"

he leans in to kiss you and you don't refuse him. he does it the way you like, like he knows your body completely. it's warm, and soft, just right. perfect. you cling to the front of his shirt, and he hums.

"you're too late for that," you say. he shakes his head, pressing his lips to your forehead "you couldn't have done this before?"

"i didn't realize. im sorry, swear. i can make it up to you," his throat is hoarse. he makes you wanna believe him "let me in. ill show you. i still want you,"

you frown.

"i thought you weren't here for a hookup," you huff. he laughs.

"what better way is there for me to show you?"

you let him in against your better judgement.

#return to sender #a.getou

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