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h4rring1on · 2 years

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hiii!! can u do reader and eddie having a big argument about something very stupid but reader still sleeps over at his trailer but eddie takes the couch and reader takes the mattress, but reader wakes up in the middle of the night cold and shivering and she goes to the living room all stumble-ly and wakes eddie up asking eddie for cuddles and eddie teases reader that they cant sleep normally without his cuddles and then they just sleep on his mattress and cuddling eachother ( sorry this is so random HAHAHAH )

i love this !! 🤍

warnings: argument, swearing, idk what else please tell me if there’s anything i missed !!

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“do you think i did this on purpose eddie?” you yelled at eddie who was glaring at you

“probably!”

“what?!” you said, “you really think i’d purposely lose one of your figures for the campaign?”

“yes! yes actually i do” he said in a stern tone

“why would i even do that! you think i’d dedicate my time on something that stupid? grow up eddie.” you sneered

“you grow up” he said in a childish tone and you just blanked at him

“okay” you said and walked into his room, turning to him, “good luck sleeping on the couch. we’ll see who should really grow up” you slammed the door and got in bed

it’s been around 15 minutes now and your eyes were all droopy, you’d desperately wanted to go to sleep but you couldn’t. not without his cuddles

you finally managed to sleep but ended up waking up again, it hasn’t even been 10 minutes since you finally got to sleep.

you sighed and got up, the coldness hugging you as he wrapped your arms around yourself to warm up. you slowly opened the door to see eddie asleep

you stumbled on your way over to him. with your eyes barely open, you shook him awake

“eddie” you said, your voice groggy, “eddie” you whined as you shook him harder now

“jesus—stop” he said, pushing your hands away

“are you asleep” you asked, your eyes not even open anymore

“no” he said, “im actually dead”

“then how can you talk” you grumbled

“because im immortal”

“you’re so stupid eddie” you shook your head, “if you’re immortal you can’t die, idiot”

“whatever” he said, “what do you want”

“couldn’t sleep” you muttered, “can—can you just come to bed”

he quickly sat up, a smirk on his face as your eyes slowly opened

“is that so?” he teased, “couldn’t sleep without your eddie bear, huh princess?”

“shut up”

“i thought you wanted me to grow up? but you can’t even sleep alone yet i can” he chuckled

“eddie!” you whined, “i just wanna sleep” you sighed

“okay okay, sweetheart, cmon” he said, getting up and holding your hand, you two stumbled into your bedroom together, once you were finally back in bed, you nuzzled your head into his neck

he wrapped his arms around you, a smirk still evident on his face, “i have to tell you a secret” he whispered hut you didn’t answer, giving him the ok to speak since he wasn’t actually gonna admit to you, “i couldn’t sleep either, i was faking it”

it was silent for a bit, and he kissed your forehead, “i knew it you dirty dirty liar” you chuckled, making him groan in annoyance, but he didn’t really care. point is, you two were back in the same bed, closer than ever.

a/n: hello anon! hope you like it! also i want to say something!

thank you for saying this anon 2! to answer your question, nope, i don’t mind bc it makes me feel wanted since you guys trust me enough to deliver your requests! but i’m an extreme overthinker so all i think abt when writing these is that if i don’t post them on time or make them good enough nobody’s gonna like them 😭😭 but nonetheless i enjoy writing them so it’s ok <3

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x female character #stranger things fandom #stranger things fluff #stranger things x reader

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idlesana · 4 months

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For HC requests— Who would GP Momo let 3 way with her and R?

ooooohhh you alr know what i’m gonna say… hope u enjoy!

3way with sana and momo HCs ; smut + g!p

momo was never one to share-- never ever

she went beyond the jealous type trope, not even wanting others to lay a finger on you

but, obviously, everyone had their acceptations-- and momo's happened to be her lovely 'best friend' minatozaki sana

it all started when momo was drinking with sana, wrapping up their hectic week filled with endless schedules-- mina opted out to be pampered by nayeon for the night

at some point, maybe 2 drinks too many in, momo started talking about her sex life. mainly, about how satiated she is, and how happy she is to have you to come home to

sana was, intrigued, maybe even a little more so

which, she, a little more sober, took it upon herself to try and squeeze her maybe only chance with you, who she may have had a fleeting crush on, in

"ah-, must be lucky," sana groaned, throwing her head back onto the cushion of the couch behind her, "i just can't seem to get it in recently, swear."

if momo had had those 2 less drinks, she would've been quick to callout the lie, she knows sana can pull, she's not blind after all

but momo in her dazed state, took a pause, a long swig off her bottle, and that's where she proposed what sana had craved so badly. sana expected more of a fight, but this was okay too.

"well, y/nnie thinks your cute-- fuck, maybe a little more than cute," momo traced her eyes over sana's figure with a tilted head, lingering around the bulge printing at her pants, "i mean," she looks back to meet sana's eyes, "i do too."

sana flushed in her seat, because this, this was not what she was fully expecting, not that she'd argue it.

and so, on their flight back the next day, much more sober and much more hungover, they planned their next move, after momo had texted you for consent, obviously

momo had let sana ride with her to your shared apartment, where you sat on the couch, trying to dissolve whatever eager feeling was arising in you via watching some boring drama

when the door opened, however, all of your training was long forgotten, you now fully eyeing sana down, which she reciprocated

momo opted to follow through with some pleasantries, sparking up a meaningless conversation, all 3 of you trying to act like you didn't know the reasons you were there

it was when sana's tone had dropped exceptionally mid convo, her leaning into her seat, manspreading, bulge on a clear display as she had her hands resting at the back of her head, that's when you couldn't hold back anymore, immediately pouncing on the older girl

your eagerness was quickly returned, sana maybe more so than you, kissing you all sloppy while tugging your hips down to cant your core on the tent in her pants

momo only chuckled, shaking her head at the both of yours lack of patience, the jealousy she expected to feel was nowhere to be found, instead a feeling of neediness drowning her own senses as she watched her two favorite girls get it on

and from there, everything blossomed on its own

expect to be fully tag teamed by momo and sana, and also expect to see momo and sana finally give into their wants and attraction to each other— kissing sloppily and fighting for dominance

you’re shocked to see momo give in to submission, but you don’t comment, only watching beyond turned on

also having sana moaning so pretty while fucking you from behind while you are sucking momo’s cock which is impossibly hard at sana’s sweet sounds as you are impossibly wet at them

nevertheless, at the end of the night, when you’re dead asleep and fucked out, best believe momo and sana exchange a couple soft kisses and promises that they would be doing this with you again.

#answered #twice imagines #momo smut #sana smut #momo x reader #sana x reader #sana x momo #twice smut #twice headcanons #sana hcs #sana headcannons #momo hcs #momo headcannons

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arty-cakes · 6 months

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being both a bretta and zote fan is so so painful actually ppl will always find some way to make sure they never interact again or use the latter to (seriously) demonize zote for stuff he never did while also mischaracterising bretta and i 💥👊💥🥊👊🤜🤛💥🤜👊🤜💥🤜💥🥊 🤜👊👊👊🤜💥 im not good at putting into words why this is frustrating

either make them divorced mortal enemies or reluctant friends who actually enjoy eachother's company either of those are funnier but why make up stuff that didnt happen and then pretend its canon and the reason why they should never talk again..... thats so boring

i was gonna leave this in the tags but no i wanna talk

i know im complaining here but its honestly not an issue i see a-lot like i do see them being enemies or friends in fancontent and to the ppl who do that ily very much. its always cool. and people like my dynamic too and when they let me know it makes me rlly happy lol

but i feel like people need to understand that not every situation is good or bad sometimes they are just. situations. like bretta and zote

and i still feel like there's this general misunderstanding about zote that needs to be cleared up which is that he's not actually.... a liar lol. or i mean the only person he lies to is himself and he's not pretending to be a knight he really BELIEVES he's a knight. don quixote coded like he rlly believes he killed the vengefly king and won the colosseum tournament and whatever. all confirmed by his dreamnail dialogue like it makes it REALLY CLEAR that he believes what hes saying. he's actually having delusions thats why most people in hollow knight choose to help him out its why he cant process life threatening situations. he's still annoying just because of his general personality but NOT because of his delusions. (i'd say something profound about how usefulness ties to worth in most people's subconscious and its rooted in ableism and its why zote hate is so loud and normalized but i dont know how to) basically he is not out here 'manipulating' anyone wtf

bretta's delusional too btw the game literally calls her out (gpz godhome description i think). personally i like that canon decided these two should meet and the result was this awfully tough dreamgod that u can fight 10x that's hilarious to me. if a fan made this up and it never happened in canon i would be like 'holy shit this should be a dlc this WOULD happen' because these two are just like that

also people seriously forget that bretta didnt just leave because of zote she left because of ghost too. girl just had enough of short knights ok she was done with both of them if you bring her back to town she's not suddenly gonna realize ghost is heroic and cool and be apologetic and want them back and zote's mad and jealous. <- this out here is mischaracterising ALL 3 of them its so juvenile what.... and i just dont think she'd care that much about either of them, a lot like how zote barely gives a shit about the infection or never realizes she left, they both have tunnel vision these two are the same do you see it

also tell me he was lying when he called ghost a beast because they are thats all they've been striving for this is a compliment to them i know it

this isnt reallyyy a rant. its a personal grievance because i like them both so i care about their portrayal and interactions and i like it when they aren't lonely. but also they're really light-hearted characters so why not just treat them like that....they go through shit and then they move on easily and go through it all over again. its been 7 years can we cut them a break. i dont wanna see anymore mischaracterising unless its really funny

#i get that this is specifically a hk fandom problem #so my only real solution was to leave the fandom 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️i dont engage with it that much anymore i usually talk to my mutuals+friends #it actually has made me happier!#and yeah there are a lot of fandom problems here i usually ignore them but this is one i actually want to call out a little

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therhythmafterthesummer · 1 year

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I'm the anon who sent the ask about Pack Mum and her frustrations; your version is fucking top notch (I'm just a switchy bitch lol) and let's be real, don't we all need a bit of that in our lives? 😩😩😩 would love to see Chris' version of that too, whatever you write is going to be amazing either way 😍

previous ask for reference

fun fact, i have a handful of drabbles written for these two that have never left my google docs (some of them probably won't, ever), since i use them as practice. for this particular scenario i already had something written, so might as well share it with y'all. please bear with me, this is barely proof read sjkdfhsdkjf

Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series, but you don’t really need to read any other instalments to understand/enjoy this one). | Word Count: ~2k. | Warnings: smut | established relationship · pet names · oral [F.&M.Rec] · edging · face sitting/fucking, all that good stuff · spanking

minors do not interact.

> Chris💕🐺: pretty baby > howre u feeling today > ???

< You: hey darling < i’m very meh < but still standing so it’s fine < you?

> Chris💕🐺: im having a really bad day > dont wanna get into details but god i just wanna be home

< You: oh no ): < can i help you in any way?

You saw the ‘Typing…’ text under Chris’ contact name pop up and disappear a few times before he finally replied.

> Chris💕🐺: actually… > maybe > u can say no btw > but > would u sit on my face and let me edge you for a long while when im back home?

< You: how long is a long while?

> Chris💕🐺: a really long while > as much as u can stand it > just wanna dive between ur legs > want to suffocate on your cunt and your thighs baby > so bad > fuck > had to come to hide in the restroom for a bit cuz im so hard rn just thinking about it

You couldn’t help but chuckle. But being honest with yourself, the proposition certainly gave you a similar reaction to Chris’. All you could think about now was having your boyfriend’s tongue between your legs, aided by his lips and his nose to bring you to that sweet, sweet edge over and over again…

Wetness was starting to pool at your centre, your thighs pressed together to ease some of that familiar ache, and you honestly had to make the conscious effort to remember you were still at the office, in a very public space.

Your phone vibrating again in your hand brought you back from your little day dream.

> Chris💕🐺: again > u can totally say no

< You: mmm🤔 < i’d love to sit on my alpha’s handsome face < would you let me grind on it baby?

> Chris💕🐺: fuck… yes > anything as long as u just dont come > not until i tell you to > or until u cant take it anymore > yeah?

< You: yea 😇

> Chris💕🐺: fuck > ure so good to me pretty > seriously > im gonna make u feel so good love > hydrate yourself as much as u can > its gonna be so worth it > love u prettiest

< You: love you babiest

The rest of your workday was honestly a blur. All you could think about was the evening that awaited you. So, when you finally reached home–with your boyfriend nowhere in sight–you simply took a quick shower to get squeaky clean and got yourself into one of his t-shirts to ensure his scent was all over you when he came home.

As soon as Chris made it through the front door he gave you a quick kiss, dropped his belongings wherever, and made a beeline to the bathroom to take a shower–all as he discarded pieces of clothing on the way. A very delightful sight, you’d admit.

Now here you were, laying on the sofa and scrolling on your phone, waiting for him to come out.

The second he’d gotten out of the shower, barely even patting himself dry, with his hair still wet, Chris made his way to you.

Before you could even stand up, he was already hovering over you, kissing you deeply for a moment, only to finally trace a path of kisses to your neck so he could nibble at your pulsepoint.

“Been thinking about you all day, pretty baby”, he mumbled against your skin, licking the area and kissing it after.

“Me too, darling…” A sigh of relief passed your lips, while you all but melted under the attention your boyfriend was providing to your neck. “You got me so wet”, taking a hold of his hand, you guided it to your core, where his fingers traced your folds, spreading your essence with a deep inhale. “So fucking wet just thinking about you, Chris”.

“Fuck…You smell so fucking good…” Burying his face further in the crook of your neck, he sucked on your pulse point, just as he eased two fingers into you, making you moan in surprise as he diligently massaged your walls.

You bared your neck, giving your boyfriend plenty of room for him to paint purple roses on your skin. Holding tightly onto his arms, you couldn’t help but squirm a little when he started to thrust his fingers in and out of you, once he started curling them to hit that sweet spot within your warmth.

“So tight, baby…” Chris mumbled as he eased a third finger into you, making you whine at the delicious stretch. “We don’t fuck for a couple of days and it’s almost like your cunt has forgotten me…”

You shook your head, swallowing the saliva that had pooled in your mouth. “Impossible. She–she knows who she belongs to”.

“Fuck…” Pulling his fingers out of you, he straightened himself. “Come here, beautiful”.

Chris laid down, motioning for you to place each knee next to his head. You did as asked, staring at him between your legs as you lowered yourself, hovering just a bit while he caressed your thighs.

“C’mon, baby”, Chris borderline whined, bringing his hands to your hips and holding you tightly. “Sit”.

“I’m…baby, I don’t wanna crush you”.

This was a common debate when you found yourselves in this situation. Sometimes you didn’t even need to think twice about complying, but, as a heavier person, other times you were a bit unsure. Today was one of those days, clearly. And as usual, your boyfriend was quick to reassure you.

“Babe, we’ve been through this. I’m a fucking animal, remember? All that werewolf thing? You’re not gonna crush me”, he chuckled. “Sit on me, get comfy, and brace yourself, yeah?”

With a deep inhale, you nodded, finally lowering yourself all the way. You couldn’t hold back the gasp that left your mouth as soon as you felt Chris’ tongue make contact with your heat. “Oh–”

His tongue running through your folds, teasing your entrance, licking your clit, sucking on it…Every single one of his motions had tingles of pleasure travelling up and down your spine, had your chest heaving, and quiet whines coming out of your mouth.

Bringing his hands to your thighs, he held you tightly in place, so tight you wondered if you’d see a mark left in the shape of his fingers later–something you were admittedly eager to see. He was groaning a lot, you were moaning a lot, and, in no time, he had reduced you to a whimpering mess.

Maybe it was all that daydreaming you’d been doing after he sent you those texts, maybe it was just how good your boyfriend was at working you up, but you were very quickly getting close to the edge, almost ready to tip over it.

“Baby…Chris, fuck, I’m…close”, your voice quivered a bit, and Chris simply hummed in response, finally slowing his movements.

His hands roamed your body as his tongue flicked your sensitive nub, the pressure was light enough that the signs of your approaching orgasm seemed to be fading away. In all honesty, you weren’t sure if you were going to stand this at all. You’d try, of course, but you realised very quickly how badly you wanted your relief.

Kneading your breasts, Chris simply continued his motions, slowly licking your clit, or dipping his tongue inside of you for a taste. You couldn’t help but roll your hips, trying to get some extra stimulation. And whenever he licked at your entrance, his nose would bump your clit, and it had you pathetically whining as you ground your core on his face.

When Chris finally opened his eyes to look at you, you stared right back.

That stare-off had the fine hairs on the back of your neck standing on end, and you were immediately trapped in that undeniably predator look of his.

It was kind of amusing, how that look seemed to have the complete opposite effect it should have on you. It should’ve made you feel intimidated, scared, but after spending this much time with Chris, after giving yourself to him so many times already, the trust you had in him made it so that stare of his just made you want to be closer to him. It enticed you, it made you shiver, made you wetter, and, right now, just by looking at him, at that utterly primal desire in his eyes, you could feel yourself grow closer to your climax again.

You genuinely couldn’t tell how long you spent right there. You had already lost count of how many times he’d brought you to the edge by the fifth time. Your legs were starting to burn, your lower back hurt, and you suddenly felt like you needed something in your mouth.

“C–Chris”, you tugged on his hair, gasping when he quickened the pace of his tongue. “Baby… Want–”

He squeezed your bum, one butcheek in each hand, surely bruising you with the strength of his grip. It made you dizzy, and you were sure you were dripping all over him by now. He released his hold on one of your buttocks, only to land a harsh smack on it after, urging you to speak, making you shamelessly moan with the action.

Chris hardly ever spanked you–aside from a playful, mild smack here and there. He’d told you before that he felt like he already put your body through so much with everything else, adding that, too, was just unnecessary, and that it could possibly hurt you too much. But, fuck, if the sting felt good whenever he did.

“Need your cock, baby”, you finally sighed, trembling with your upcoming release. Chris gave you a curious look, not stopping his tongue for a second, so you decided to clarify. “In my mouth, Chris. Please…”

Taking a hold of your hips, he lifted you up a bit, enough to talk. “Turn around, pretty”.

Your legs were incredibly unsteady, but you managed to do it, finally laying on Chris with his tongue once again in its rightful place within your warmth.

Saliva pooled in your mouth at the sight of your boyfriend��s cock. Incredibly hard, twitching, and with an impressive pool of pre-cum under his tip where it laid on his lower abdomen. He was clearly enjoying this a lot, and just the sight had you clenching with need..

When you took him in your hand, his thighs jerked a bit, and a moan muffled against your skin as he continued to feast on your cunt. You simply pumped him in your hand, once, twice, relishing just how hard he was.

Wasting no more time, you licked a long stripe from his base to the tip, swirling your tongue around it for good measure. Until, finally, you took him in your mouth, eliciting a shared moan from the both of you.

Chris’ hands dragged up and down your back, kneading your flesh as he went, moaning against your heat whenever you got him deeper into your mouth, whenever your nails dug on his thighs.

All of a sudden, you felt Chris’ hand land harshly on one of your buttocks. The sudden sting made you moan around his length and clench around thin air. He did it again on the other, holding the supple flesh of your bum tightly in his hands right after in an attempt to soothe your skin.

His length popped out of your mouth with a sinful sucking sound. With a hazy mind and a needy cunt, you were speaking before you could think twice about it. “More…”

Chris immediately complied, smacking one of your buttcheeks again, groaning lowly as your moans spilled freely out in the room without his cock in your mouth.

He repeated the motions a handful of times, all while you jerked him to the best of your now compromised motor skills. Your moans got increasingly more desperate the more he spanked you, and your whole body trembled with arousal.

“Pretty…” Chris mumbled, keeping you off of him enough so you could hear him, although you barely could, you were too far gone. “Put my cock back in your mouth, baby. Suck me off, and when I spank you again, you can come. Okay?”

“Okay…”

“Good, good girl”, Chris pulled you back on his mouth, eliciting a shaky moan from your lips.

You did as asked, taking him once again into your mouth and sucking him, rather eagerly, if you might add. Your lips caught on the ridge of his head time and time again, his tongue and his lips focused on your clit, licking and sucking harder and faster by the second, just how he did whenever he wanted you to come, and when you finally felt the sting on your ass again, you could hardly make sense of your surroundings anymore.

Before you knew it, your entire body shook with your release, desperately moaning around Chris’ length as pleasure tears fell from your eyes. It was so much, so intense, and when Chris held the back of your head in place with one of his hands and started to thrust up into your mouth you were sure you had already died and gone to heaven.

It felt like you were coming for an eternity, the sheer intensity of your release had you shaking and squirming in your boyfriend’s hold. The most satisfying part of it all, though, was when you vaguely registered Chris’ warmth flooding your mouth, making you moan once again just at the feel of his cum going down your throat, making you dizzy just by the blissed-out sounds that were coming out of his mouth.

You swallowed it all, sucking on his tip until the very last drop of his release had coated your tongue, and as soon as Chris detached himself from your core, your body slumped, your vision clouded, and a ringing broke free in your ears.

“Baby? Baby, please. Talk to me”, Chris sounded so close. But how could he if your heads were in completely opposite directions?

“Pretty?” You felt his hands on your cheeks, and once you opened your eyes and saw the worried look on his face, you realised you were laying on the sofa, while he was crouching on the floor next to you. When did he move? He was just below you a few seconds ago.

“Did I…Did I pass out?” You blinked at him, reaching for his hand on your face to softly caress the back of it.

“Fuck, you did. For a few seconds. I thought I had choked you to death. Are you okay? I’m so sorry”, he was going into his Protective Alpha mode, and it made you smile.

“I’m fine, baby. Don’t apologise. Give me a kiss”, you did feel a bit lightheaded, but you also felt light all over, as if your crushing orgasm had taken all the tension off of your body completely.

Chris sighed, pecking your lips, your nose, your cheeks, all over your face. “Fuck, give me a second. I’ll bring you some water”.

You simply hummed, stretching your achy limbs and turning on your other side to face the backrest.

When Chris came back, you gulped the glass of water in one go before you gave it back to him so he could place it on the coffee table.

You made grabby hands at him, and he chuckled, laying behind you and pulling you to his chest so he could press kisses on your shoulder.

“That was insane”, you mumbled while you caressed the arm he had wrapped around your waist.

“It was, fuck…I got too carried away, you’re all bruised, love”, his fingers gently traced the curve of your bum, and you leaned into his touch.

“Felt so good, though”, you sighed, content, further pressing your back to his chest. “So good I passed out, baby. That’s a new record”.

Chris giggled, and you couldn’t help but giggle as well.

“Do you feel better?” You asked, snuggling closer, relishing his warmth on your back, his warmth all around you.

“I feel like I won a million euros, a billion dollars, a trillion won…You get the point”, Chris nuzzled your nape, pressing lingering kisses there, all as he brought a hand to your belly to lightly squish your soft flesh. “Honestly just what I needed. For my pretty girlfriend to feel insanely good, and to blow my load in her perfect, warm mouth”.

You chuckled, taking a hold of his hand and bringing it to your lips so you could press a kiss on his palm, right before you turned around in his hold and cupped his cheeks, smiling at him. “I love you”.

“Love you”, he repeated immediately, diving in for a kiss. When he pulled back, he held you tightly, pressing kisses on your cheeks. “You’re so good to me”.

“And you to me, baby”, you mumbled back, kissing him on the cheek before you tucked your head under his chin.

You both laid there for a moment, a moment of just your soft caresses on each other’s exposed skin. Until Chris heaved a satisfied sigh, pulling away from your embrace to stand up from the sofa.

“C’mon, pretty. Time to be pampered and cuddle in the tub”, Chris took you in his arms. A soft chuckle left your lips, and you held onto him, pressing tender kisses on his neck all the way to the bathroom.

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temporaryrose200 · 1 year

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hi hi could i request headcanons of william moriarty with an s/o who is a vampire please? (reader can be gender neutral or female, u can decide :)) btw for some details, sunlight cant hurt reader and they have to drink human blood only once a month

take ur time and thank uu :)

(feel free to decline this request if u want btw)

✟pairing: William James Moriarty x GN Vampire Reader

✟genre: Fluff

✟warning: mention of blood, mention of murder and not proof read

✟headcanon

✟fandom: Moriarty The Patriot

✟a/n:So making this was kinda hard. It took me two times for me to finally finish. Though it was fun to write. Anyway thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy<3

➳William met you at a ball. William noticed how men would flock to you and if he was being honest he could see why. You were very much attractive. He too was quite drawn to you. Something about you thought seemed off, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Was it your cat like eyes, that would follow nobles around the room like they were your prey, or was it your deathly complexion. Whatever it was, William was going to find out. Approaching you, William bowed before introduce himself. Crimson eyes scanned you up and down, searching for clues to point that something was amiss, but nothing! It wasn’t until you opened your mouth. Fangs! Razor sharp teeth. That’s when it clicked, you were a vampire. A fictional creature of the night, that sucks blood from humans. Well, they aren’t fictional anymore.

➳William leaned quite of lot about you at and after the party. Your name, you had just moved from America, strangely you had no family, it was just you alone in this horrible world. There was so much information, except he couldn’t find anything about your past. Leading him to speculate more that you were a vampire. Though there was one thing that didn’t make sense. The sun. William had seen you many times walking around in the sun. Sun was meant to burn vampire right?

➳He finally got his answer when William was going on a stroll around town, when he heard some rustling noise from the alleyway. Following the noise, he snuck down the dark and damp street and he found you in the process of sucking a noble man’s blood. “Well I guess I was right.” As soon as you heard William’s voice you pulling away letting the unconscious man fall to the floor(Not Dead..) You tried explaining that this wasn’t what it looked like, spouting out a bunch of excuses. Obviously William didn’t believe in anything you were saying. You had blood running down your chin, you would need be an idiot to believe the excuses you were making. He would stop you halfway through and explains to you that he wasn’t going to tell. That was never his plan. Really it just interested him that perhaps vampires and other creatures like you exist.

➳As payment for keeping this secret, you would answer any question that the blonde handsome man had. And William had dozens, that at one point during your conversation, William invited you over to his house to have some tea. You told William how vampire can’t go in the sun was a myth and that you only need blood once a month.

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“The man you saw before isn’t dead, by the way!” “I just hypnotised him”

“Oh don’t worry Miss Y/N”

“Oh thank-“

“He was going to die anyway.”

“WAIT WHAT-“

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➳The stake to the heart and the mirror thing was very much true. Oh and garlic, which surprised William. So the sun can’t kill you but garlic bread can…?

➳Now let’s get to the relationship. William would most definitely give you his blood. Every single month, the same day the same time, William makes sure you get your blood. And by some chance William can’t do that, he’ll pull some strings and you’ll find a bag of blood in your hands in less than an hour.

➳William’s brothers didn’t like you at first. Well, actually Albert loved you. He thought you were the sweetest person ever. Albert tells you that you’re more human than actually humans! Louis though was suspicious of you, at the start of your rep with William, Louis always kept a wooden dagger nearby. At one point he even put garlic into your food. Only a little bit, not enough to kill you, but it did burn your throat. Louis slowly stopped becoming wary of you. He was beginning to grow a small friendship with you after leaning even after the way he treated you, you still dotted on him. Louis is now a huge Y/N supporter. And if anyone even tries to hurt a single hair on you, they will suffer a slow and painful death…

#moriarty the patriot #yuukuko no moriarty #moriarty the patriot x reader #yuukuko no moriarty x reader #x reader #x reader imagine #william james moriarty #william moriarty x reader #william james moriarty x reader #william moriarty #fanfic #⚰️

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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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HELLO can i ask for a drabble wherein reader was huffing and puffing mad coz gamer!hyuck was taking too long playing with his friends (jeno, jaemin and mark) and she was VERY need that time so she fingered herself in annoyance while watching porn and then gamer!hyuck caught her and then being naughty that she is, receives a punishment where hyuck tied her dominant hand down and then he says play with urself in front of my friends. show them how nasty u r then u struggle w/ ur left hand (pt.1)

+ (cont from the gamer!hyuck anon) and then you all look at them for some sort of relief when you cant take it anymore bcs your left hand cant make u cum and the boys enjoy it so much. then all of them are at the couch and ure seated on a single couch in front of them. hyuck will ask them “what shall we do with her” markmin will say dont let her cum and will enjoy her tears streaming down her face and the ruthless jeno will say [redacted] -end.

— game over

— gamer!haechan x reader + mark, jeno and jaemin

— w!: exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation, fingering, dirty talk/teasing, dacryphilia

— a/n: you say gamer!haechan and my brain goes BRRR. dw, you'll find out what jeno says at the end of this ;)

You don’t mind when Mark, Jeno, and Jaemin come over. Just like you don’t mind when they play games with your boyfriend Haechan.

But you do mind when they keep going on, playing a game you don’t even care about knowing the name.

“How much does this game last?” You ask, huffing loudly, rolling your eyes when your boyfriend doesn’t even spare you a glance. “Hyuck, for how long will this torture go on?”

He turns around, briefly looking at you. “We just started another round. Go to our room if you’re bored, I’ll be there in an hour.”

Your eyes widen.

One fucking hour more?

You’re about to complain but then another idea crosses your mind. You get up, reaching the couch in front of the one where you and Haechan are sitting to grab a blanket, trying to not disturb the other three before walking back to your seat.

Haechan doesn’t notice immediately, of course, he doesn’t, his eyes are too focused on the screen of his Nintendo Switch to think about you. But then his eyes drift on you.

“You’re wearing shorts and you put a blanket on?”

“Worry about your games and not me,” you cut him off, picking up your phone and your earphones. “Just want to watch some TikTok videos without hearing your screams.”

Lie.

You surely aren’t going to watch Tiktoks.

Your thumb doesn’t slide on the dancing app, or whatever it had become, but hit the blue icon with the white bird.

You bite your lips when you start playing one of your bookmarked videos. You shift on the seat, trying to find a comfortable position while you mentally crY because you wished you were getting fucked like that. But it was useless to cry since your boyfriend found a stupid game more interesting than you, and the only thing you could do is help yourself with your fingers.

Ovulation week driving you insane, so horny that you lost count of how often you were begging to chase release. Always humping against Haechan like a fucking dog in heat, no matter how embarrassing it was.

And you’re not really proud of yourself when your right hand creeps down, under the blanket covering your lower half, rubbing your hard clit through the panties after slipping past the rubber band of your pants. But you and Haechan had kind of started something before those three buzzkills ruined everything — you care about them a lot when they don’t come between your fuck sessions with Donghyuck.

Your eyes drift from the phone for a second, the short video almost coming to an end, and fall on Haechan’s fingers. Your lips part seeing how quick he is with them, groaning lowly because you deserved to have them move like that inside you.

“You okay?” Jeno asks from the other side of the couch.

“Yeah, just saw a stupid take on a video,” you play it off. Not that you have to try hard to convince them because in a second their attention is not on you anymore. You’re convinced you could strip naked and finger yourself in the middle of the room and they wouldn’t notice.

But you don’t, of course, you don’t, the only thing you do is curse yourself for wearing shorts that are getting in your way before you try to push to the side the fabric that is getting between you and your aching wet pussy.

You bite your lower lip harder when you slowly push a finger in, eyes fixed on the video playing on your phone, imitating the rubs on your clit and the pumps inside you, but one finger is soon not enough, so you slip another one inside.

Your brain blanks out, too focused on the videos playing, the moans, whimpers and lewd sounds filling your ears turning you on even more, and on the way your fingers are making you feel, reaching deep, and curling inside, making your toes curl.

You forget to keep a straight face and you don’t even think that they might not hear the sounds coming from your phone but the ones coming from your sopping wet pussy can surely be heard.

You gasp loudly when Haechan rips the blanket off your body, leaving you stuck in your movement, your phone falling on your lap, one earphone falling out of your ear, and your hand stuffed in your pants.

“Really?” He’s looking at you with an expression you can’t really decipher, his typical mischievous grin is on his face, but his eyebrows are raised, and you know from the look in his eyes he’s mocking you.

“You left me hanging…” you reply, shyly meeting his gaze, not turning around to see the other three, but you can feel their eyes dig deep into you and you don’t even want to know what they’re thinking about. “I’ll just go to our room.”

The laugh that rolls out of your boyfriend’s lips stops you in place.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he says firmly. “You had no problems fucking yourself right in front of all of us and you will keep fucking yourself.”

You gulp, feeling a shiver run down your spine as you move to grab the blanket again, but Haechan stops you another time, clicking his tongue and throwing the soft fabric to Jaemin on the other side.

“Strip.” That’s the only command he gives you, getting up with you but leaving you alone…

“Where are you going?” You ask but once again he ignores you and you stomp your feet, sighing loudly.

“You better listen to him,” Mark says, reminding you that you weren’t alone. You turn, facing them, your eyes immediately falling between their legs, a shy outline of their boner already visible. You want to comment, tease them even, as if you have any type of control in that situation, but Haechan’s groan makes you snap out of it.

“I ordered you to strip, what are you waiting for? Do I have to rip your clothes off?”

You shake your head — even if you wouldn’t have minded if he did — and your hands swiftly pull down your shorts and panties, leaving on the shirt you’re wearing.

Haechan is tempted to remark again that he told you to strip and not to stay half-naked but, as much as he loves your boobs, there’s something incredibly hot in fucking you or seeing yourself fuck yourself, still partially dressed.

So he walks over to you when you sit on the couch again, legs closed and feet tapping on the floor as you wait for the next move. Is he going to fuck you in front of them? Is he going to kick them out and fuck you all night? Other ideas cross your mind but nothing prepares you for what he does.

“What are you –” the question dies in your mouth as he shushes you with a single glare, pulling your hand in his, wrapping your wrist around a scarf before tying it on the small table next to the couch.

“Touch yourself,” Haechan orders with a smirk on his face, a smirk you don’t truly get, just like you don’t get the way he tied your hand, that until your right hand moves to reach between your legs and the table shakes, the expensive vase your mother gifted you almost falling.

“Careful, baby,” he whispers. “With your left hand. If you pull, the vase you love so much will break.”

Your eyes widen. “I can’t come with my left hand, you know it’s not the same.”

You glare at the three-man in front of you when they laugh at what you said.

“Damn, you’re not even worried about having to touch yourself in front of us but you’re worried about not being able to come?” Jeno snickers and your mouth falls open but no response comes out of you.

“She is a nasty one,” Mark comments, talking to Haechan.

“I told you.”

“You told them?” You ask in surprise, but your boyfriend only rolls his eyes.

“Nothing too specific, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He sits next to you, raising a brow to urge you to do what he requested you. “Spread your legs and show them how nasty you are.”

And you obey. You needed an orgasm, and as hard as this was going to be, maybe you could’ve done a miracle with your left hand.

But no miracle comes to your aid. You can’t. You just can’t. It doesn’t feel the same and the mocking chuckles and comments coming from all of them are not helping either.

“What, baby? Can’t come? Bet you were so fucking close before. Touching yourself in front of my friends, fingering your needy dirty hole until it left a wet patch on your clothes.”

You don’t answer, too mad to even give him the reaction that he wants, but you are giving him what he wants, what they want.

Eyebrows knit together in concentration, fingers working desperately trying to give you the amount of pleasure you want, and low huffs and whimpers escaping your lips, a mix between enjoyment and annoyance.

Just when a belt hits the ground your eyes lift up, seeing that their pants are sitting at their feet and their hands are palming their boners.

You shouldn’t find it hot, but you do.

You try to get off to that, to them looking at you so intensely and to your boyfriend. You can see from your peripherical view that his cock is out, hard and throbbing, and his hands are pumping it. But you wish that was your hand, or to be honest, you wish it was inside of you, so you don’t look, suffering already enough at the memory of how good he feels and how well he fucks you.

That frustrates you even more, and as you edge yourself over and over without being able to come, tears start streaming down your face, slowly painting your cheeks with black stains of your mascara.

“Shit.” You hear Mark say, turned on at seeing how your light make-up was ruining your pretty face and how you couldn’t hold the moans anymore, a weirdly exciting mix between huffs, cries and whimpers of pleasure. “You’re so hot.”

His comments make your eyes open and your brain tries to come up with something that could bring you over the edge even if you’re left without your right hand and Hyuck’s cock.

You don’t feel the same for his friends, right? They are hot but you have no idea what they feel like, you can’t get so mad because you can’t have them. So you let your eyes wander on them. You just know that they’re fighting against themselves to don’t take their dicks out and do what Donghyuck is doing. But even if they don’t, their hands rub against their underwear, trying to find some pleasure too.

And if they are so turned on by this, if they crave more just like you do, they will surely help you, right?

But what they say catches you by surprise.

“Fuck, you’re so funny like this,” Jaemin chuckles. “You’re fuming in anger and yet you want to come so badly.”

You nod, not caring that it’s clear as the sky that he’s mocking you. He’s the nicest of them, you know it, maybe he will make Haechan give in.

And finally, your boyfriend talks, “what should we do with her?”

You turn to look at him with a snap of your neck, so fast that you almost hurt yourself and make the small table at your side tremble anyway.

Why was he letting them decide? Since when he let other people have control over you?

They all snicker at your reaction to his unexpected questions, and even if they are clearly amused, you see that they are just as surprised as you. So you plead, fingers stilling inside you while you pull your sweetest, biggest doe eyes you could ever make, more tears striking down your face, and even if you couldn’t control those salty drops, you hope his best friends would’ve pitied you in that state. But somehow that makes you get the exact opposite of what you want.

“Don’t make her come.” Jaemin and Mark comment at the same time, giggling at their coordination and then at your face.

You want to get mad but you don’t.

You have one last hope.

Jeno.

“So, what do you say?” Haechan asks. You’re not looking at him but you hear the smirk in his voice.

Your eyes lock in Jeno’s, a never seen before flame burning behind them as the smile on his face turns into a smirk.

An evil smirk you don’t like because it doesn’t promise anything good.

He looks ruthless but he sounds even more ruthless when he finally opens his mouth to answer Donghyuck.

“Make our cocks fit in her before she fucking cums.”

#anon answered #haechan smut #lee haechan smut #lee donghyuck smut #mark smut #jeno smut #jaemin smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #nct smut #haechan scenarios

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dragonbugsuperior · 10 months

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Miraculous Headcanons: LGBTQ+ edition

Marinette - chaotically bisexual

Marinette is obviously attracted to Adrien and has been mentioned to like other male characters romantically in the show but is seen in moments being flustered with female characters also (at one point I felt like she was queer coded) but she definitely gives me big bisexual energy.

Alya - straight ally

I cant really see Alya any other way, I think shes attracted to guys for the most part, thats not to say she wouldn’t make for a good bisexual or pansexual character but I see her as heterosexual.

Nino - straight ally

I can’t see him any other way either. He loves Alya.

Adrien - straight

Chloe - Sapphic (major comphet)

Chloe is a character I really want to touch on more, despite Thomas and the other writers basically saying, “fuck her” I believe she had potential with character development and progressing in the series but like with any side character in this show the writers decided to ship her off to NY with her abusive mother who rarely acknoweledges her existence. The only person we really see Chloe take romantic interest in is Adrien but it’s really stale as the only downright real reason she does like him is because he’s rich and a model not really anything else (like personality, if he even has one anyways...lol) but her interactions with Sabrina are interesting tho, I’d say while it’d be nice to see her as sapphic struggling to come to terms with that part of her identity, (this would make for good character development & personality shifts) both Audrey & Andre are definitely the type of parents to be homphobic.

Sabrina - straight (possibly bi?)

I simply don’t think Sabrina is into girls, with Chloe being an exception but theres difference between friendship and romantic feelings. She puts up with Chloe more than anybody in the show does and doesn’t show interest in any males (doesn’t automatically mean she’s into girls; alike Clawdeen) but she could still be straight and just really likes Chloe (though it’s not healthy because why would u want to put up with anyone like that? not unless she has really low self esteem issues.

Lila - Unlabeled

Lila’s the type of character that there are endless possibilities of who and what she is. I get the sense that she could fake her sexuality one day and be another the next (literally) her character is highly flexible and can fit whatever situation it calls for.

Kagami - Lesbian/Sapphic (comphet issues)

When Kagami was introduced, I liked her character she was characterized with high confidence, sharp wit, intelligence, grace, straight-forwardness, though socially inept she was ready to make friends and meet people. I could not. for the love of Christ see what she saw in Adrien. Hell, same with Chloe or Marinette. he has zero backbone, no passions other than the ones inflicted on him by his dad, and is described as literally “perfect” depsite not being so. For that reason, I could not see Adrien & Kagami as a couple. While i stopped watching the show a long time ago, I enjoyed the Marigami moments indefinitely.

Luka - Bisexual

Do I need to say anymore.

#miraculous ladybug #luka couffaine #Kagami Tsurugi #sabrina raincomprix #chloe bourgeois #marinette dupain cheng #lila rossi

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mythicalcowboyatheart · 5 months

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Part 4 for meat and greet idea!! (Js a concept that i thought of in case you didnt have an idea of what you wanted to do for pt 4, u can Include and exclude whatever you'd like)

Reader wakes up in the room alone again and goes downstairs to find spencer in costume and makeup again with another captive, this time tho the reader isn't scared and actually joins spencer in his activities and this excites him obviously. This could or could not lead to more "activities" if ykwim...

I love this series sm btw! I hope your day and your holidays are wonderful!

Meat and Greet part 4

An: I've had writers block for a while now and this request actually gave me motivation to write so thank you!!!! I hope you enjoy and happy new Years!!

Warnings: smut, reader kills someone murder, rape (mentioned briefly)

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After the encounter with Spencer in the basement, he and I spent more time together and I actually earned TV privileges something about me being "a good girl" as he put it. With said privileges Spencer and I had watched the entire Friday the 13th franchise.... multiple times. During one of these summer camp nightmare rewatchings I had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room.

I woke up 3:33am the clock read. I noticed Spencer wasn't sitting next to me any more, I stood up stretching and looking around the small living room. I shrug and turn off the TV leveling me inm darkness but not complete darkness, I noticed light, very little light coming from the door that lead to the basement.

I debte gotinmg down the steps but curiosity got the best of me and I opened the door and decided the stairs. I reach the bottom of the stairs i hear what i dreaded most, screams of another panicked victim.

I rounded the corner "Spencer?" I ask rubbing my eyes still not fully awake. Spencer turned and again he's wearing the wig and make-up. "Oh love did we wake you?" I walk over to him surprisingly this time not fearing him, and I hug him and press a soft kiss to Spencers lipgloss coated lips. I pull away and let my arms loosely drape around his neck. "No Hun I woke up on my own." I reasured lightly stroking his blonde wig, before I bring my hand to cup his cheek. Spencer leans into my touch. Out of the corner of my eye I see the new man tied to the chair rocking back and forth to try to Ecape. I drop my hand from Spencers face and face the man in the chair. Spencer followed my gaze and sighed. "Oh love I'm sorry but I have some business to attend...." Before he could finish his sentence I cut him off. " What did he do?" Spencer looks at me wide eyed. "Come on Spencer I'm a big girl I can handle it"

Spencer finally responded "he's a serial rapist and killer, he's hurt many women and men and their families. The world would be better without him." I noded turning to leave before a thought hit me "Spence can I do it?" I get another bewildered look out of my lovers face. "Babe come on give me the knife." I smirk putting my hands on my hips. "I love it when you call me that" Spencer smiles handing me the knife in his hand. I take it and kiss his cheek. I turn back to our guest of honor. I walk over to the captive man and lightly graze his skin with the blade.

"So you like preying on innocent people don't you?" He mumbles something but with the tape over his mouth nothing much is heard clearly. I plugged the knife deep in to his right thigh. "AWNSER ME!" I scream. The man nods his head as tears stream down his face. "Well you just sealed your fate right there buddy!" I giggle loudly. The man's eyes go wide and more muffled screams and yells are heard as I lift the knife and stab the man in the chest repeatedly until I can't hear cant hear his screams anymore. I breathe heavily and realize the wet sticky feeling of blood on my face as I collapse to the floor. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I jumped a little, oh Spencer I forgot he was there.

I look up at him. He has a wide smile on his face andhe bends down and presses hard and heated kiss to my lips. I kiss back. Spencer brakes the kiss "you did amazing my love" he kisees my lips softly this time. "Yah seems like you enjoyed watching." I smirk observing the tent in his pants. Spencer pulls his wig off and picks me up bride style and quickly makes his way to our room.

As soon as we make it to the room I'm thrown in the bed

I make quick work of my bloody shirt and pajama shorts, and Spencer dose the same with his sweat pants he was wearing. After we're both undressed Spencer is immediately kissing and biting my neck. I moan his name almost like a prayer.

I flip us so Spencer is on his back and I am straddleing his hips. I grind my wet core on his hard length. We moan in unison. I continue grinding on Spencer until I reach down and align him with my entrance. and sink down on his cock. "Fuck Spence your so big!" I moan and I begin bouncing up and down in his dick. The more I bounce the faster I move. My legs began to shake as I feel my orgasm build up. "Fuck Spence I'm gonna..." I cum all over his cock and soon after I ride out my high Spencer cums in me. I rest my head in the crook of his neck and catch my breath. Once I do I hear Spencer laugh. "What?" I ask. "Love your still covered in that guys blood." I look at Spencer and sure enough there are bloody hand prints covering his face and chest, along with his smudged make-up. I laughed and kissed him.

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sirpseudonymphoapish · 2 years

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Aftermath oneshot for the end of season 3, episode 11. (spoilers!???!) (terry x korvo. not nsfw but they make out a lot)

i wrote this at like 3 am off a whim so its probably not the best but i just wanted to write some fluff so i dont really care about any low detail descriptions or grammar mistakesm. i hope u enjoy :3

Hot air wafted into the room and a bright light shone into the corner of Terry's eyes. He squinted as he stared up at the ceiling, the right side of the room being illuminated by the warm glow of the bathroom light. Shuffling was heard as the pudgy blue alien soaked the last bit of water off himself onto his towel, and changed into his night-time button-up gown. The light soon shut off, and Terry felt the mattress sink from the new guest who had taken space under the covers.

He was so tired, but he couldn't stop staring up at the ceiling of their bedroom. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep forever, but he was wide "awake." This fraction of time he spent in bed at night was his only ticket out of his regular new life now. he spent the moment while it lasted, even if it was full of dread.

Korvo joined him. he had no words to say, just an uncomfortable silence as he shared the sight of the ceiling. If you stared long enough, you could see the pattern in the walls even through the darkness.

Terry sighed a heavy breath; he must've been holding it without realizing. Korvo tilted his head away from Terry and shifted onto his side, pulling more of the blanket to fit on top of him.

"Goodnight, Terrence."

The weight in his name felt heavy.

"Night, Korv."

Despite the exchange of nightly endings, Terry kept his eyes wide open and up at the ceiling.

A silence crept in once again, but a soft, tired voice cracked it open in reply.

",,,I miss being called that name."

Terry sighed internally.

"Heh heh, yeah. I miss a lot of things."

,,,silence.

"im,,, im so fucking over this, Terry."

Just hearing him be called by his main name lifted a weight off his shoudlers.

"God, me too. I can barely take this anymore! but uh, anything for the pupa i guess."

"Ugh! the pupa SUCKS. i want to go back to being sci-fi! I hate this job! i hate this life, Terry!" Korvo shifted back upright. not entirely facing Terry, but not facing completely away from him. Terry looked at him and listened. "This job is fucking stupid! I-I dont even remember what the fuck we work for! All we do is write documents of already made documents and print out paper of the documents to send to other people to make documents and then collect more documents to write documents about!! its fucking insane, Terry!"

Korvo was, visibly, on the verge of gooblering. Terry reached a hand out for comfort. Not touching him but, keeping him close as a reminder for company.

"oh my god, right??? and i cant even drown out my sorrows in any personal goods because of our damn tight budget."

"I had to cancel our hulu subscription to pay for the pupa's karate classes! I had to cancel hulu!!! We cant get anything for ourselves because we're using all the money on the Pupa! But if we don't he'll go back to being some annoying tween again with his weird gen boomer language or whatever they call it."

Korvo instinctively put his hand on top of Terry's offered one, and shifted to face Terry even more. He never gave direct eye contact.

"I hate having to risk losing my terrible job if i dont cook meals and shine shoes for our boss. I-I want to get rid of this job but the job market is so rough."

"Dont worry, man," Terry squeezed Korvo's hand reasurringly, "once we make enough money, we'll put it aside to try and get some other job! Maybe we'll do youtube video reactions of us reacting to youtubers reacting to youtube web series!"

Korvo squeezed back, but with a tight, aggressive grip. "Oh you know thats never going to happen, Terry. we barely make enough to cover our food. I've been buying SO much crap in cans just so i can keep that karate class subscription. I can't risk the pupa telling me I have "fatherless behavior.""

"Well,,," Terry leaned forward slightly, craving intamacy. "We can dream, and dreams always come true! PBSkids told me!"

"We dream when we sleep. which is 5 hours exactly, usually less when we wake up randomly in the middle of the night multiple times. MAYBE 5 hours and 10 minutes, if we're lucky."

An uncomfortable silence shone over them again. Then Terry felt something land on his arm and dance around.

Korvo pulled Terry close and shoved his face into his chest, bawling his eyes out and gooblering all over.

"I-I want to go back to our old life, Terry!! I hate this! I fucking hate all of this!"

Terry formed a sad expression and stroked the back of Korvo's head, trying to ease out the gooblers.

"Shh, hey, its okay, baby. It'll all end well in the end, right?"

"no it WONT Terry!!!" Korvo brought his fist up in frusteration and slammed it down on Terry, who yelped from the sudden blow.

"O-oh gosh, im sorry Terry! I-I didn't mean it!"

Terry hissed at the soreness, but rubbed it off. "It's fine, man. I wanna punch things too."

Korvo sunk back into Terry again, holding onto his now regular pajamas. "You're the only highlight to all of this, Terry. And even then most of the moments i have with you suck tits. Even if its all for the pupa, i just--" He started to goobler again, so Terry continued rubbing at his head trying to get his skin to calm down. "None of it feels worth it, Terry. i just want to have fun and be with YOU, and be with our family. I want to do fun solar opposites stuff again. that's all i want."

Terry yawned, forgetting how tired he was.

"Well,, i doubt thats ganna happen any time soon. but we can try and do regular minimal fun stuff in the meantime?"

"Oh and when would we HAVE this "meantime"? Our asses are stuck at work almost all day! We can hardly do anything! And on our off days all we do are take short naps the whole day because of how sleep deprived we are!"

"Uhmm,,, well,,,," Terry tried so hard to think. He just wanted to make Korvo feel better, in this instance, at least.

Terry slid his hands to Korvo's back, moving one up to his face and cupping his cheek.

"We have now?"

Korvo sighed in exhaustion. "Yes, i guess, technically we do. but im so tired and we need the sleep for work tomorrow. What can we possibly even do right now?"

"Make out?"

"hmm,, it HAS been a while-"

Before Korvo could start a new thought, Terry brought his face close and locked his lips with his, suckling rythmatically with Korvo as his hands caressed his body. Korvo's grip on Terry's boring pajamas tightened, only to release and wrap his arms around Terry and squeeze hard.

Terry flicked his tongue through the opening of Korvo's lips and licked at the other, Korvo widening the kiss and reciprocating the gesture. Korvo pushed his weight onto Terry's and rolled Terry over onto his back, laying on his lap and continuing to go at it with their mouths. Terry reached his one hand down to rub his thigh while the other remained on his back.

They squeezed and kissed at each other continously, each of them moaning into each other. All they wanted was here, right now. Just some nice time alone, doing something relaxing and comforting.

"Oh god," Korvo spoke between breaths, "I love you Terry. i love you so much. This is all i want right now. I just want to be a happy family again."

"We'll get that soon, Korvotron. For now, just kiss me."

And they went right back at it. This time, Korvo let his weight sink into Terry's instead of pushing on it, and Terry took the opportunity to push Korvo over and straddle him instead, laying over him and pinning him down by the wrists.

A trail of saliva trickled down both their chin's, slobber connecting them both by their mouths. They just wanted each other, to melt all their stress away into quality time spent together. They wanted to have fun again, do sci-fi shit again, be partners and be a family. They wanted to do dumb fun things together again, like binge watch new seasons of their favorite shows on hulu, or more intimate things like make love. All they wanted was to be together and to not have to worry about this shithole planet with their shithole rules and societal functions. some of it was great but, the rest of it was absolute garbage.

After more minutes of kissing passionately at each other, they both parted for a quick breather. Korvo wiped his chin, ridding it of the sticky saliva he shared with his partner.

"Ohhh, we haven't kissed like that in a while."

"Heck yeah, now im all excited! We should totally fuck, too."

"Hm- maybe on our free night. We have to work tomorrow."

Terry was suddenly in shock. "Oh hell, i totally forgot about that." He put a hand to his forehead and leaned over weakly. "Wooah, and i forgot how fucking burnt out i was."

"Yes, lets get some rest. We'll overthrow our shitty jobs and become space nerds again some other day."

Terry scooted back over to his respective side on the bed and patted down at his clothes, and Korvo the same. They repositoned the blanket to be more evenly spread, and after struggling with trying to make sure they both got even amounts of the blanket, Korvo just pulled Terry over to his side to cuddle.

"Oh Great thinkin Korv, now its easier to share!"

"Mhm,," Korvo sunk his face into Terry's shoulder, smiling at the warmth of his partner and at the closeness.

Terry patted Korvo's back and yawned. "Well, now im really tired. eugh. Goodnight Korvy, i love ya."

"I love you too, dummy."

They both held onto each other in a tight embrace and closed their eyes, finally letting themselves wait for sleep to come to their minds.

An hour passed.

"psst, hey korv, i cant sleep. wanna make out again?"

#solar opposites #solar opposites korvo #solar opposites terry #terry solar opposites #korvo solar opposites #tervo #this is my first time writing a solar opposites fanfiction #i hope its good #i tried to get their dialouge as canon sounding as possible #hashtag i love tervo

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water-mellie-seeds · 3 months

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If you genuinely want to start shit with me about it then you're free to unfollow i genuinely do not care about this stupif petty arguement anymore i exist outside the weird as fuck rules of media consumption on the internet. I want you to know the absolute truth about something. To preface just because this IS the piss on the poor website this is NOT us condoning proshippery or condoning the actions of any less than savory creators or pieces of media we happen to watch or talk about.

We actually quite liked some of the new hazbin hotel and we finally watched and enjoyed helluva boss. And we do still watch south park. And other pieces of media that apparently make you a terrible person for even looking at. For south park I have since i was 9 maybe 10 and it actually helped me to UNLEARN the shitty things i did and thought as a kid in a small town with heavily christian parents. In my very early childhood, my mom used to have basically fucking neo-nazi type ideals thanks to her parents and I had to unlearn all of that on my own because she didn't unlearn it before having kids and 'problematic media' helped. It helped me see what Not to do and what Not to say. And whatever! Sometimes its actually fucking funny and that's fine too! The jokes you have the right to laugh at. And im sick of like. People not getting that you can like something and not everything about it. And im ALSO sick of people dictating whats bad media and whats good media. Why cant we just go back to it being MEDIA. the death of media literacy and the weird holier than thou attitude behind finding a piece of media that has the least amount of controversy is just exhausting. The whole practice is so ridiculously detrimental and im serious. Like 10 odd years ago no one cared what you watched and no one Especially measured your moral standing with a fucking stupid tv show and i don't know when that shift was made but it makes me so genuinely upset because you're not going to find that perfect and pristine show. Everything has something wrong with it. You can acknowledge that and just, move on. It's incredibly easy.

Im not always eloquent as I'd like to be but i feel a lot better coming clean that yeah, Sometimes I find comfort in media that isn't super sweet and sanitized and I owe it to south park and things like it for teaching me how not to act,and especially how some of the things in my life were not normal or okay. However, never would I praise it.

Thank you, i didnt want to keep up some kind of unspoken ohhh i hate those fans lol vibe and confuse people who actually do think like this and who do judge people's morals based on what they consume. So if this is a thing you do and knowing this about us changes how you view us, it is more than okay for you to unfollow or break mutuals,etc. We will be in no way offended.

There's a lil more in tags if u wanna look @ those

Normal posting will resume after i get home from my party!

anons will be off tonight for obvious reasons<3. If you're really aiming to send a death threat though, this is not the case for any of our other blogs so if you're dedicated enough, find em♡ whatever gets you off

#whoever decides what media is ok and what media isnt is dumb.#moral orel is okay and so is bojack! but then another piece of media that handles similar subjects is reprehensible and you are too for -#finding it entertaining?#ill never understand this and im sick of pretending i do.#as long as you understand and acknowledge the problems in something you can engage with it critically.#also Danganronpa fucking eats ass and id even argue its worse jn its execution of heavy topics than anything ive listed #yet we're fine with that one! i could go on but i wont.#tldr: its not that serious #you can like send me death threats or whatever i like actually do Not care i could die tomorrow from the unknown immune complications i hav #live laugh loser baby

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disco-cola · 1 year

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honestly it just makes me feel even more misunderstood and lonelier that whenever i do a diary like entry rant talking about my era struggle and not feeling so happy in this decade that someone says something like you can still have that life - how? i forcibly see modern houses and cars everyday. people dressed in modern clothes or 70s style clothing being back in style but then not being able to tell actual classic rock people from people just digging the pure style without further passion for that time its from - no offense no critique intended here just makes it a lil harder when u get excited about a potential new friend and theyre like "i dont like """OLD""" music - and people always on phones. like always. you meet up with people but theyre on their phones. people driving and looking down while being in active part of traffic. you get on a train and almost everyone is staring down at a screen. someone almost running you over bc they just cant even look up while walking. people filming fucking everything to post it on social media in hopes to go viral just for one day. the whole toxicity behind social media but it being so present its hard to find a way around it - even typing this im just as guilty of that but i havent managed to ditch all of it yet because sometimes i need to just put thoughts out there. but even if i decorate my whole apartment authentically 70s and buy a car that is now labeled as "oldtimer" and not affordable to drive everyday or keep in shape for most working class normal formal people - it just is not the same now as it was then. i want everyone around me to decorate their places like that. i want wood panelling and flower tiles and shag carpeting being the latest craze in home trends. i wanna sit in traffic full of colorful pretty cars. i wanna get called on my rotary dial landline or scrape up some coins for a phone booth. i want to hear an amazing guitar solo in almost every song no matter what radio station i turn on. no auto-tune, just talent. i wanna go to a store and buy vibrant dresses and boots and vests. i want to see men in bell bottoms and platform boots. girls too. i want all my friends to dress like that. i want us to sit together and read the latest issue of creem magazine. i wanna turn on my big ass tv set to top of the pops and see my favorite bands play as their young selves and know they are out there right now. i wanna go to their shows and see them live. its just not the same now anymore. an imitation will never be an original.

and i seriously wish i was "normal" in a sense that i would just have no desire to teleport back to another decade and not even lose a single thought about it and just enjoy whats popular on streaming sites and young artists music and social media and just go with trends and identify with recent mainstream taste bc it would make everything easier, and i tried, but i just cant do it. i literally cant. it makes me feel so uneasy and bad i wanna cry. like on a random day in late 2k13 classic rock (or basically any genre from the 60s-80s tbh i like everything from pop to rock to punk to reggae to disco whatever as long as its from that era tbh) including that era struggle just took over my life and has had me in a grip ever since, i really didnt choose to like it that much and nothing else, i just cant help it like why me???

#im sure theres good bands out there now but rock bands like they were back then are just not mainstream anymore #plus they are not my favorite bands i wanna see the stones led zeppelin pink floyd t rex thin lizzy dire straits the clash etc etc

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cogbreath · 4 months

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vent below idk what image to give to make it worth your while have geeked up spongebob sparkle

7 in the goddamn morning that family is YELLING YELLING. and by that i mean my. but i dont want to really be a part of it. not like they treat me like one anyway. really. except my mom. but when shit like this goes down im basically invisible. maybe its for the better that way. but i dunno. having to see that shit go down. really effects me still. i can enjoy watching nasty fights on reality tv and shit but this stuff isnt enjoyable. cuz like. well i live with these people and shit. whatever. point is. starts making some alters really freak out. i dont even really disagree with the ones who start feeling violent about it. if killing an abuser didnt land u in prison 4 life basically i dont think we'd even be dealing with this shit. probably cruel to say. but really whats cruel is someone who does this shit to people for 20 odd years. can i blame them at all for thinking that when we r like a caged animal who cant fidn a way out i really cant

itsnfine dont worey i wont let things come to that point. but ifnsomehow they do i guess my point that well you all know i tried ans you all know that the fucker had it coming and i will try to figure out how to fit a phone up my hole in prison ans i'll keep blogging as long as none of yall snitch

^ none of yall better act like thats something serious im being a bit funny but honestly i do think this site is pro killing your abuser more than other sites at least on the hypothetical level which helps becuse a lot of you won't disagree with us feeling that way

id love to do it but i wont because i've talked about it and alluded to it more than enough to warrant premeditation charge, and i wouldn't be able to feign innocence to hide it for the rest of my life and id always be paranoid about it so its not worth the mental weight either

i used to worry a lot that he would snap and kill me and mama

i guess it could still happen but i dont feel as scared about it as i used to.

maybe because i feel that im old enough to maybe stop it or at least be really hard to accomplish

this will all mean nothing when i forget about it mostly in a few hours

actually i'll be going to sleep in a few hours

since my schedule is literally the opposite of this family because i need time to myself

hopefully my dreams will be kind to me

i was really upset yesterday because i had a vivid dream where i was being affectionate and romantic with a guy who committed rape on me

woke up super disgusted and went back to sleep until 6 pm about it to get a better dream

does anyone on here care if i call it that if it wasnt violently penetrstive?

to me its a gross criteria plus what are you supposed to call someone who did less that that

whatever

point is i hsted the dream

all my dreams are vivid

many of them are lucid which is lovely

when they arent lucid though sometimes its awful but still its very vivid and all felt as real as life

this isnt really relevant anymore

right now i kind of feel nothing but my tummy hurts a lot

love you guys

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tojikai · 9 months

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NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO I CANT– NO! I SWEAR TO GOD NO 😭😭😭😭😭 IT CANT BE PLEASE NO my anxiety right now is like 📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈 PLEASE POR FAVOR お願いします WHATEVER LANGUAGE YOU WANT, I BEG YOU NO 😭😭😭😭

SERIOUSLY, this fic is messing too much w my emotions, i dont think i can take it anymore LMAO i got the notification i was already nervous, then i started reading and my heart was beating SO FAST and i now i feel like throwing up and crying damn kkkkkkkk /smiling through the tears/ you rly making me feel all sort of things, im sad but enjoying it too much to complain lol

OKAY. I need to be honest here: i read that ask someone said how they perceived each character and i MAY feel more empathetic to Satoru now lol (ormaybeimjustbiasedwhatever) truly happy to see him working on himself and everything else but bro??? c'mon¡!!!¡!! you shouldn't be so naive atp anymore pls she was even talking to the dragon when you got home, my love 😭😭😭 hopefully she wont get pregnant, or loses the baby, or gets arrested for touching someone w/o consent, or gets in a car accident and dies– anyways, there are soooo many ways it could so i will hope for the best while hoping for the worst too;;; the things you do to me, istg 🥲

Also, Toji's showing too many red flags lol i mean, i can kinda understand him but???? Nah, it's like he isn't even trying to listen and understand the reader 🧐 girl, just take your lil girl and run, all mens are bad atp lol go find geto suguru, he knows how to be a good girl's dad and is handsome too

Anyway, after this chapter i may or may not have wavered as Team Toji 👀 its a bit worrying tbh and im that type of person who thinks "one alarm's enough, im out bye~" so cant be hypocritical here and say i want reader to stay lol but i also dont want reader w gojo bc his hag of a mother is rly unsettling, dont think its a safe environment for her or yui,,, im thinking too much im stopping and let the worry for the next

AH JUST REMEMBERED STH!!! Cant help but feel happy that satoru's father backed him up against his mother 💛 wishing a nice future for this man too bc that woman is tOTALLY INSANE!! Who the hell talk like that abt baby trapping someone???? Damn,,, reader rly should have reported her or sth i feel like she'll keep causing trouble whilst out of jail 😭😭

Muito obrigada for this chapter, was rly a great experience (tho i felt anxious LOL) and actually it always is whenever i read something from you :) hope youre taking care of yourself and having a nice week, be well <3

satoru's father would always have his back. he's literally just there for satoru🥹 he lost his first born already, he's not letting anything happen to satoru too. and yeah, toji really got his supporters torn😭 where he's coming from is understandable tho, but in a rs, it always has to be mutual sooo... yeah, thank u so so much for the support <33 im happy u enjoyed itttt

#🍭—kaitalks #f: sundered

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sylwanin-was-right · 10 months

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I attended my first classroom lesson in Kelutral and it was rlly nice!

It was the first time the two teachers (ma Tekre and ma Wllìm) tried that type of lesson, which was mainly a vocab lesson where they chose a general theme—this theme was "feelings"—and looked at a list of 20 common words related to that theme (we, then, applied those words to basic grammar lessons and did a v small bit of listening and speaking practice).

Apparently it was only supposed to be an hr lesson, but aside from time taken to correct ppl on using spoilers (LMAO), and some repeating of lesson mayerial for ppl would couldnt keep up, it was v engaging and i liked it! It honestly didnt even feel like 2 hrs.

I know a lot already, at least abt the grammar, and i actually accidentally clicked the notif for the lesson bc i thought it was just a post instead of a notif abt vc lesson lol. But i stayed cuz i figured it would be engaging and also productive at least somewhat. It rlly was for me cuz i study grammar more than i study vocab lol (i didnt actually know a lot of the 20 words!).

I rlly liked the formatting of this lesson and I hope they do it again! A few suggestions that come to mind for the next lesson like this:

An in-chat moderator to answer questions so the main speaking teacher can be interrupted as little as possible for backlogged questions or ppl who need help w miscillanious things, like finding links, asking where we are, or using discord features like spoilers or technical issues (at one point i got off task bc i had to ask if Tekre was still screensharing bc it didnt appear on my phone bc my app was glitchinng and losing connection rlly badly).

A disclaimer, verbal check, and class participatory test to make sure everyone knows how to use discord features related to excersies lol - there was a lot of time and a bit of frustration from ppl not knowing how to use spoilers for the first listening assignment, which is understandable bc not everyon knows computer stuff beyond the basic interface, and it was distracting and defeated the point of the lesson (which was to listen for words and write down what u thought u heard to practice phonetic and spelling skills, but spoilered so others wouldnt see ur answer). Eventually the ppl who couldnt understand or find the right commands or keys to spoiler did so and things went along a lot smoother. So perhaps before the lesson begins, a poll comment can be created in the chat by the mods/teachers for ppl to react to to see if anyone needs a short toturial for using discord features. Then everyone in the class can do something engaging like writing a simple sentence (regardless of mistakes) or word abt the theme in spoilers or whatever the task is in the chat. I understand this sounds shorter in theory than it does in practice so maybe an period of 10-15 mins before the official lesson begins can be used to ensure ppl know how to do the task.

A short guideline for the day's lesson plan written and pinned to maybe a classroom channel so ppl have an idea of how things go? A lil iffy on this one cuz i usually have classroom stuff muted until now and i never signed up for any classes cuz i do study work on my own, so idk if this or similar was done. I did like that we used the google document for the lesson but perhaps an overview or just quick bullet point of the class events and instructions could be of use, esp for timing!

Overall i rlly enjoyed the lesson and want to attend more now! I made a practice paragraph that ma Tekre reviewed and corrected for a few errors i made (i cant find it anymore rip, but i did a pretty good job w a few case ending errors). Sivako!

#oel.mine #kelutral #na'vi #lì'fya lena'vi

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