#//also why do I lowkey feel like this is how they hook up again for the first time since the divorce

[gabrielsbubblegumbitch]

Hey! Hope you’re having a good day! Just wanted to say I’ve become obsessed with your psychology analysis on the Vees and VoxVal. I’m curious, since the relationship is definitely toxic, how do you think the cycle of relationship abuse would work with them? (Honeymoon phase, tension, incident, ex)

Awww I'm so glad you like my silly headcanons, I fucking love writing them <3

(headcanons in question because they are relevant to this post: Vox and NPD | Valentino and BPD | random Vees headcanons)

You know, I believe their relationship is toxic because neither of them is particularly well-adjusted. However, I wouldn't apply the cycle of abuse theory to them. As far as I know, that theory is used to describe relationships that are highly unequal with clearly defined roles of abuser and victim. For instance, during the tension phase, tension grows in the abuser while the victim "walks on eggshells," trying their best to calm the abuser and constantly living in fear of an incident. I can't really imagine Vox or Valentino being that frightened of each other. Actually, that's why I think they are meant to be together - they can handle each other.

That being said, I do believe they have some relationship issues. In episode 2, we witnessed Vox calming Valentino (by yelling at him so very toxic) when he was angry. Vox hates Valentino's unpredictability because he is a total control freak. While he finds Valentino's fiery temper extremely alluring, he also wishes Val would tone it down. He'd like to have a more reliable partner, especially because for him, falling in love was a significant and risky investment.

On the flip side, immediately after Vox managed to calm Valentino down, Valentino essentially provoked him into a temper tantrum. Look at this shit-eating smile; he knew damn well what he was doing.

Vox usually keeps his emotions hidden behind a polished facade, staying detached. Valentino, on the other hand, is all about intense emotions—loves passion, violence, and desperation. He digs Vox's cool business daddy vibe, but it drives him nuts when Vox gets all emotionally distant from him. Vox tries to guard himself because he knows Valentino can easily weaponize people's emotions against them, and he's lowkey scared of being vulnerable. So when he's going through some tough shit, Vox puts up this wall, becomes all distant, and then Valentino feels rejected and starts being a total jerk, pushing Vox away because he's hurting (if you've read my BPD Valentino headcanons, you get what I mean).

So those are the main sources of tension in their relationship. Sometimes one of them snaps. In Vox's case, it means complete withdrawal from the relationship and sinking into work (since he wants a perfect relationship, he rarely even admits he's angry, he's just like "It's fine I just don't have time to see you") which obviously drives Val crazy. Because he's obsessively in love. So to fix the situation he doesn't apologize (since Vox "wasn't even angry") - he just invites himself to Vox's apartment/office and seduces him by acting nice and submissive so Vox can feel in control again.

In Valentino's case, snapping means a violent outburst (though, I don't think he's physically abusive because he knows Vox is not afraid of him and could easily bite back or, even worse, leave him for good). These outbursts make Vox furious because he can't stop them. Then, they end up yelling a lot, throwing stuff around, and sometimes even breaking up. After that, Valentino goes on a week-long bender, just partying and hooking up with dozens of people. Vox, being obsessed, watches everything, and his jealousy always gets the best of him. He finally breaks and sends someone to bring Val back home. Or he personally intervenes, kills whoever Val is fucking, gives him a giant bouquet of roses, and goes all out to prove that he's the best guy Val could ever have. Vox is a showman, so he acts almost like a charming and obnoxiously rich mafia boss from a smutty novel, who wants nothing more than to please his princess with grand gestures.

Oh also I think Val is very sensitive about Vox treating him "like a woman." He's actually very secure in his masculinity; he feels comfortable enough to present himself in feminine ways while still acting masculine. Like I mentioned, he's queer and he totally owns it. On the other hand, Vox still grapples with some deeply internalized heteronormative ideas, occasionally treating Valentino like his bitch. Valentino hates it because he's aware of Vox's sexist tendencies, and he refuses to allow Vox to treat him as though he's beneath him. He genuinely believes in the concept of an equal partnership in their relationship and can't stand Vox's attempts to alter the power dynamics in his favor.

If you like this post you may also like my VoxVal fanfiction

#vox #hazbin hotel #valentino #voxval #staticmoth #vox hazbin #valentino hazbin hotel #headcanon #character analysis

[onlyswan]

summary: in which jungkook loves doing nothing with you.

> fluff / wc: 2.9k

> warnings: [clears throat] allusions to cockwarming, one (1) boobie kiss, they’re both lowkey wine drunk tbh

note: soooo we all watched the live and saw what happened to the cake right 😭 + maybe listen to nothing by bruno major and euphoria as you read this <3 and also got inspired by this ask to rewrite an old draft to this ^^

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“baby?”

“hmm?”

jungkook sighs, biting the inside of his cheek. “do you think our relationship is boring?”

“boring?” you repeat the word, and it tastes as bland as it sounds on your tongue. “why? are you bored?”

he makes an tiny sound of disagreement, pulling you closer using the arm wrapped around your thighs. “not at all. it’s really nice in here.”

by ‘in here’, he actually means the inside of your shirt. of course, you stealing one of his oversized shirts is just another normal day for the two of you. today, you randomly pulled out the hybe shirt fresh from the laundry.

when he sat on the end of the couch where you were slowly falling asleep, he found himself taking a special notice on how his shirt reaches the middle of your thighs. and for some reason, this eventually prompted him to ask, “can i sleep while inside of you?”

you, in your drowsy state, didn’t think much of it and took his request in the literal sense. inside of you? sure. why not? he seems to like doing it a lot lately.

“mkay, birthday boy. get the lube.”

“yah! you and your filthy mind.” he tugged at the hem of the shirt you’re wearing with a laugh, and you shivered lightly from his cold fingers gliding against the skin of your thighs. “i meant in here! you look cuddly.”

“oh.” you blinked back your sleepiness as a sheepish smile painted your lips. “come here then.”

you turned on your side to give him space. with a happy grin, he lied down on the couch and inserted himself inside your shirt. he settled under the middle of your ribcage, breathing out a sigh of pure satisfaction because once again, he got what he wanted and needed. you.

“a whole new world~”

“sleep, love.” you giggled, his warm breath tickling your stomach.

“fine,” he muttered. he hooked his arm around your thighs, just below your butt. as quietly as possible, he attempted to sing another song. “i got my peaches out in geo-”

“jungkook-”

and then he started snoring.

the fake snoring eventually became real, and you fell asleep yourself a minute or two after him. you woke up almost two hours later to your boyfriend softly biting at your hipbone. you put a hand inside your shirt to stroke the back of his head fondly, his soft hair gliding across your palm smoothly. he hummed in appreciation, feeling a bit guilty for waking you up.

he moved back up to his previous position, pressing a chaste kiss on your underboob before closing his eyes again. you spent a few minutes in comfortable silence as you lay there unblinking, trying to fully wake yourself up. afternoon naps somehow feel longer than night-time sleeps, most probably because they make you feel more tired. it’s almost a guilty pleasure for you.

that was, until he asked his question.

“i haven’t asked you,” you pull up your shirt to reveal the man who has made a temple out of your body, and you smile lazily when he squints at the light. “why you didn’t want to do anything for your birthday.”

he leans his cheek against your stomach, covered by your shirt this time, and he shrugs in response. “even if we were in jeju or greece or mars, i’d still be cuddling with you like this. this is all i want.”

your heart swells upon hearing his confession, and you swallow the lump forming in your throat. “our relationship is not boring, babe. we’re just comfortable, and in peace.”

he looks up to meet your eyes with his sparkly ones. you tuck his hair behind his ear to put it away from his face, resting your hand on his cheek to trace his dimples. addicted to the feeling, he leans further into your gentle touches.

“i love you.”

—

“it looks like it came from hell.” you comment with a blank face as you observe how the custom bunny cake you ordered two weeks prior ended up looking like that after spending only four hours in your home. look, you were quite proud of it specifically because of the ear piercings. but the ears are gone . . .

jungkook laughs out loud, slapping his thigh over and over again to express his jubilation. “i’m s-sorry. i couldn’t do anything.”

he wipes the tears around the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand with a sniffle, but his shoulders uncontrollably shake again when a green grape slides down the cake. he doubles over in laughter, clutching his stomach because oh, his abs are starting to burn.

you bury your face in your hands as the initial shock wears off, a little bit too wine-drunk, and you start laughing along with him. the first grape on the nose of the bunny made you chuckle, and the next three on top of the head. but when you couldn’t count them anymore, and they started sliding down the frosting tragically, it became a crime scene in the making. you could only watch in horror as you drank more wine.

you can’t exactly be mad at seokjin when you’re the one who consumes most of his deliveries, from the strawberries and well, yesterday (since it’s already past 12), the wine from his dad. if anything, you’re grateful for him because he’s still making jungkook laugh despite having left the house two hours ago.

as jungkook types up a weverse post after capturing a photo of the cake, you curiously smear a grape with the frosting like your boyfriend did. you bite off the upper half. look, it’s a big grape. apparently, seokjin’s friend runs a shine muscat green grape vineyard. and you start thinking that this is what it must be like to have a rich friend who has a lot of big-time friends and connections— you get a walking fruit basket knocking on your door almost every week.

“mhmm, atleast i chose a good flavor.” you say more to yourself as you pick up another grape to save it from falling off, and well, to put it in your mouth instead.

jungkook hears you, and he expresses his agreement without looking away from his screen. “cream cheese is so good. seriously. i couldn’t stop eating it.”

“yeah, heard you moaning about it, babe.” you snort out a chuckle before eating a forkful of cake, kicking your feet under the table as you feel the sugar start to increase your dopamine levels.

jungkook holds up his phone to your face to show you the caption he wrote. his nose scrunches adorably as he waits for your reaction, very much pleased with what he did.

while squinting, you read it out loud. “bunny cake that came from hell . . .”

“i added a picture from before so they can see how cute it looked like.”

he zoomed in on the first picture, and you stare at it longingly with a sigh. “my bunny became a fallen angel that escaped from hell.”

he juts out his bottom lip upon hearing your words. “that sounds like a better caption but it’s too late now.”

“just eat your cake, birthday boy.” his face lights up when he sees the bite of cake coming his way, and he eats it almost excitedly. it’s not his birthday anymore, but he likes it when you call him pet names.

“this cake- it’s really so good.” he can’t help but to release another comment, eyebrows furrowed angrily as if the food is so delicious it makes him upset that he can’t eat it for the rest of his life.

“is it that good?” your eyebrows raise in question as you chuckle.

“yes. the icing doesn’t only taste like sugar for once.” he pops another grape covered with cream cheese in his mouth, moaning at the sweetness exploding in his mouth. “i think i can’t enjoy the grapes without the icing now. what do i do?”

“then just keep eating it like that.” you shrug, oddly liking the combination of them as well. and jungkook, who has always been obedient, does exactly like that.

you leave the kitchen briefly to get something from the bedroom, coming back carrying a light pink box that your boyfriend recognizes to be one of the homes of your many accessories. you hop on the table, carefully moving back the tripod so you can cross your legs comfortably.

“you just sit and lie down anywhere.” jungkook voices out his observation with an endeared smile, holding out yet another grape that he feeds you. it’s almost a reflex, because you’ve been eating almost every meal together for years.

“i’ve had too much grapes now.” you whine as you chew it down, thinking back to the glasses of wine you had earlier.

“okay, okay. i’ll finish them alone.”

while jungkook inhales the grapes, you start entertaining yourself. you open the box to reveal your treasured butterfly clips. they’re very cute and cheap, so there couldn’t possibly be such a thing as having too much of them. you speedily pick out the light green clips you intend to use, tossing them on the table.

“are you gonna make me look like the bunny cake?” he questions in amusement, making a wild guess.

you nod with a sheepish smile. “the angel bunny ver.”

he repeats after you, your adorable words tasting sweet and fresh on his tongue like candies. you inch closer to him after finishing your first task, letting one of your legs dangle from the edge of the table. jungkook, cooperative as ever, slides off the hairpins that held his hair behind his ears. he wears them like that because you can’t be there to do it for him all the time (sorrowfully).

“you know,” you trail off as you start decorating his hair with the clips, making it look like the butterflies have found a friend and a home in him. it’s a perfect concept for your angel boy. “i really thought you’d sing euphoria when it started playing. i haven’t watched that in a long time.”

he looks up to find your lips forming a small pout as you concentrate on figuring out the symmetrical placement of the clips. he swallows down his last grape of the night, clearing his throat. he already had enough warm-up from the live earlier- he can definitely do euphoria.

“then i’ll do it for you, baby. hold on.” he reaches for the remote control, and your hands slip away from his hair momentarily.

“euphoria by jaykay noraebang~” he says in a cute, high-pitch voice as he searches for the instrumental of his song on youtube.

the attempt to conceal your smile fails miserably. he didn’t even think about it, told you that he’d do it for you without missing a beat. the familiar song intro blasts from the speaker, and he hums along to the melody. ah, it never gets old. it still gives you butterflies.

he takes a deep breath before closing his eyes, putting the microphone below his lips. just like in any other performance, he soulfully sings as he wears his heart on his sleeve.

singing the words you are the sun that rose again in my life, the return of my childhood dreams as you innocently put butterflies on his hair as if nothing else in the world matters— it provokes a feeling of profound gratitude in the pits of his heart. for having lived another year, for existing in his kitchen with you, just like this- at twelve in the morning.

before the second verse ends, you place one last butterfly clip by the end of his long hair- the part that fall on the sides of his neck. that’s when he abandons his seat to make use of the wide space of your kitchen, breaking out into the choreography as the chorus hits.

he pauses to nervously laugh in confusion, buffering as he tries to recall the dance steps he used to religiously practice. “shit wait- how could i forget this? it’s been almost three years?! no, no! it went like this. and like this- okay.”

you slowly slide off the table covering your mouth to muffle your laughter, but you climb back up on the chair he was previously sitting on to continue watching the show. you anchor yourself using your elbows as you hold up his phone to record his once-in-a-lifetime performance, sponsored by white wine and cream cheese cake and shine muscat green grapes. he eventually gets back on track, moving on to the bridge to sing his heart out as if his lungs are non-existent. he dramatically flips his head in different directions as he hits the high notes, and you gasp loudly in horror.

“yah, that’s so mean! the butterflies are flying away!”

he purposely ignores your protest, gazing at you sentimentally as he continues singing like his life depended on it. “i hear the ocean from away, i walk across the dream over the forest-”

“your hair stylists should be paid more. this is just too crue-”

he falls on his knees on the cold tiles, and his iconic high note echoes throughout your entire apartment (and quite possibly the entire apartment complex). “you are the cause of my euphoria~”

to this day, you cannot comprehend how his voice can be so damn flawless. it’s truly not a reach when you say that he has the most beautiful voice you’ve ever heard, and you find peace and joy in knowing that the world is listening, because a talent as rare as his should be recognized and praised in every way possible.

and then he stands back up to do the choreo all over again, singing and dancing as if he is performing in a stadium filled with atleast fifty thousand people. except he’s in the kitchen and the love of his life is the only one watching. but you mean the absolute world to him, so it only feels right to give it his all.

even though it means he passes out on the ground catching his breath and sweating buckets after doing only one song. the television, left on auto-play, blasts serendipity next.

you crawl to him, avoiding the fallen butterflies scattered on the floor. you sit by his side to check up on his condition, and he laughs as soon as he sees your tear-stained face. “why am i so tired?”

it’s the alcohol, jungkook. it’s the alcohol.

“you had sixteen butterflies. there’s only four left.” you cry out, taking off the one behind his head so it won’t hurt his scalp.

“i saw two of them flying to the sink.” he says, tears gathering in his eyes as he points at the sink. he thinks he might be sweating more from the laughing than the dancing, because the look on your face is too hilarious for him to handle right now.

yes, you went through all the five stages of grief within four minutes. yes, you also find yourself hilarious.

you brush back his damp hair with an exhausted sigh, admiring your boyfriend with hazy eyes. he looks so pretty bare-faced. no camera will ever give his ethereal beauty true justice.

“you’re not my angel bunny. you also look like you came from hell.”

he juts out his bottom lip, looking at you pleadingly with his beady eyes. “will you wash my hair for me?”

“baby, just save water and go to bed. you can’t keep putting so much products on your hair.” you oppose as you take each of his wrists in your hands, pulling him up to stand on his feet.

well, that sounds like a good excuse for when he’s too lazy to wash his hair.

he obediently stands up with wobbly knees, pulling you in for an embrace to ground himself. he rests his chin on the top of your head as he sways you from side to side to the beat of lilac by iu.

he looks around your shared home, internally scratching his head at the mess that he’s made on his birthday. and so, he picks you up without warning, because he knows you’re going to protest against what he’s about to say.

he’s already making a beeline to the bedroom when he speaks. “let’s just go to sleep and clean up in the morning.”

“at least put the cake in the fridge.” you grumble, left with no other choice but to hold on tight.

“oh, right.” he giggles, resorting to carrying you using only one arm.

he picks up the cake and walks you both to the fridge, carefully placing it down inside. he bids the cake adieu with a cheerful tone. “goodnight evil bunny cake!”

“goodnight evil bunny cake.” you copy him, nuzzling your face on his neck. “my god, seokjin was right. we are a couple of idiots.”

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[palioom]

first time for everything

summary: max gets pegged, that's all.

pairing: subby!maxwell lord x f!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: 18+ content; no use of y/n; established relationship; pegging; teasing and blue balling; anal fingering; dom/sub; lowkey praise kink

a/n: minimally proofread. also i wrote this in july of last year, my god, definitely not one of my favs but I hope you enjoy! // banners by @/saradika-graphics

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She laughed as she took out the colourful box from the closet, bringing it over to the table as he watched.

“Remind me again why you have these things in the first place?” Maxwell asked, feeling a little nervous, shifting in his place on the edge of the bed.

“For fun.”

What had he gotten himself into? Again.

He enjoyed relenting control to her occasionally, excited about seeing her ride him, maybe tie his wrists up, cuff him to the headboard. It got his head spinning in the most delicious ways possible, something he had never even thought of before she came into his life.

But this? He wasn’t quite sure how to feel.

She looked back at him as she took the lid off the box, seeing his concerned expression. Smiling at him reassuringly as she picked out the harness and the toy she wanted to use on him.

This wasn’t entirely new, she had put some fingers up his ass before, after a long round of talking. And they had found out that he liked it, liked her fingers inside of him while she sucked him off.

So she had brought up the possibility of fucking him for once, just here and there, easing him into the idea. But he had never said yes, something she respected.

Until now. After a week of her teasing him, occasionally brushing over his dick while passing him, pressing her ass into him while they slept. 

Teasing him every day until he finally broke today, practically begging her to finally fuck him.

“I will if you let me fuck your ass, baby.” She had said and this time, he had actually agreed.

Rock hard and aching, now sitting on the bed still in his suit and waiting for her to get ready.

“You look worried.” She noted, taking a bottle of lube and bringing it over to him before throwing it on the bed. “Sure you wanna do this?”

Her hands cupped his cheeks, tilting his head back so he looked up at her, brow a little furrowed, but eyes dark with lust.

He rested his broad hands on her hips, hooking his thumbs into the belt loops of her pants.

“I do, my love, I am simply-”

She bent down to kiss him, muffling his whimpers.

So sensitive already.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

Undressing him had taken longer than she had meant it to be, calming him down by placing her lips on every inch of skin she revealed with each newly shed piece of clothing. His neck, his broad shoulders, his chest down to his stomach. Arms, hands, thighs, she caressed every inch of him, except for his hard and weeping cock, aching for her touch.

When she began to undress herself, he was practically vibrating, needing her to touch him again, wanting to touch her but he wasn’t allowed to.

“You keep your hands to yourself, Max.” She said, opening her bra after she had already shed her blouse, giggling when his eyes wandered to her breasts. “I know you want to touch so badly, but I know you can be a good boy and wait just a little longer.”

Maxwell just nodded, mouth dry as she pulled down her dark pants, followed by her lacy underwear, a wet patch already visible at the front.

He could stare at her all day, her beautiful body as she stood fully naked in front of him, his dick twitching in anticipation.

Grinning as she reached for the harness, putting it on slowly, so slowly he was sure this was just more teasing. He couldn’t take more of this, having been on edge for a good week now, just needing her.

When she had secured all the straps, she didn’t attach the toy just yet, choosing instead to crawl over to him before pushing him onto his back with her hand on his chest, kneeling in between his open legs.

Her hands smoothed over his thick thighs, his muscles flexing below his skin as they went up and down, all the way to his knee before down to his hips again.

So soft and so warm.

“My love-” 

She shushed him, hovering over him. “Patience, Max. I’ll give you what you need, don’t you worry.”

Kissing him, she brushed back his blonde hair, caressing his cheek after, then her hand went down his neck to his chest, resting it there.

“I’ll prepare you like this, yes?” She said, sitting back again and taking the bottle of lube into her hands. Watching how his eyes were focused on her hands, how she squeezed a little onto her fingers. “Then we’ll switch to hands and knees, baby.”

He nodded, trying to stay relaxed, trying to stay composed. But he was so wound up and so nervous, it seemed impossible.

Maxwell flinched a little when her fingers pressed against the tight ring of muscle, slowly easing one in as she watched his reactions.

It felt cool in contrast to how hot he was, like he was burning up from the inside. The smallest noise left him as she pushed it all the way in, smiling at him.

“C’mon, you know this already, baby.” She cooed, waiting for a moment before she began to move, her other hand smoothing over his knee in soothing motions. “Doing so well, Maxy baby.”

He grunted, rolling his eyes. How he hated this name, but she had her fun with it, hearing her giggle.

His hands fisted the sheets as she slowly added a second finger after a few moments, a moan slipping past his lips.

“How’s that feel, Maxwell?” She asked, pumping them in and out slowly, carefully. Kissing the inside of his thigh, she teased him with her teeth, smiling as she kept watching his face.

That furrowed brow, eyes shut and just taking in the feeling.

“Feels good, darling.” He said, words catching on his breath. “More, please.”

She giggled, scissoring her fingers and making him moan louder.

“You’re not quite ready yet, Max. Just a little more.”

Her free hand wandered over his abdomen, close to where he needed her most, but not giving him what he wanted, seeing his dick twitch.

“So impatient, baby.”

He whined, clearly getting worked up now from not being able to touch her, her fingers pressing against that good spot inside of him repeatedly.

“Please, my love.” He said, opening his dark eyes to look at her. “I need more, my darling, please.”

He looked so sweet, flushed red and begging for her.

Hair sticking to his forehead, the vein on his neck visible now like whenever she had him like this.

Slowly she removed her fingers from him, smiling.

“You’re so beautiful when you beg, Max.” She let her palms wander over his thighs again before helping him onto his hands and knees. “Such a good boy for me.”

It was strange to be like this on their bed, not daring to look back as he heard her move around, heard a soft little click as she attached the toy to her harness.

Then her hands were back on him, rubbing over his broad back, up and down his spine before moving further down, grabbing a handful of his ass with a quiet laugh.

“Looking so good for me on all fours, baby.”

He heard the lid of the bottle opening again, then some slick sounds as she spread it on the silicone dick before he felt more on his asshole, wincing at the temperature change again.

She lined herself up with him, the tip just lightly pressed against him, stilling. Her hands wandered to his hips, thumbs tracing small circles into his hip bones.

“You ready?” Her voice was soft as she asked, the usual tone she carried in these situations gone. Not really commanding or mocking, just gentle for once, knowing he needed it.

He nodded, humming in approval, heart beating out of his chest.

“Need to hear you.” She said, bending over to kiss his shoulder. “Speak up, Maxwell.”

“Yes, I’m ready, my love.” He said, voice a little shaky.

Slowly she guided the strap into him, smiling at the noises he made, little moans and whimpers as she stretched him open more, until she was all the way inside, stilling.

It was a strange feeling, he felt incredibly full and wondered if this was how she felt every time he fucked her.

But it wasn’t bad, liking how the toy felt inside of him, how her hands soothingly moved over his back and over her sides, just giving him the time he needed to adjust.

Somehow he knew he wouldn’t last long like this. Too worked up already and she hadn’t even started moving yet.

“I’d love to see you like this more often.” She whispered, holding onto his hips as she gently moved her hips back before pushing back into him. Starting out with shallow movements and making him moan, his arms trembling slightly. “Fuck, you’re being so good for me, Maxy baby.”

It took her a moment before she found a rhythm, slow and gentle at first, then picking up speed.

“Tell me how good my cock feels inside of you, Max.” She said, giving his hip a soft slap, making him flinch and move back into her. “Tell me how good I’m fucking you, pretty boy.”

Maxwell moaned, already too close to the edge, his dick aching for some touch as she pushed into him again and again, her hand wandering over his back, then grabbing his hair. Pulling at it just a little so he had to throw his head back.

“Maxwell.”

He groaned, pushing back against her thrusts.

“You’re fucking me well, darling.” He finally grit out, finding it difficult to find the words with how good she made him feel. “You feel good inside of me.”

Her hips snapped into him harshly, giggling at the throaty moan that spilled from him.

“What feels good inside of you? Let me hear it, baby.”

Her fingers curled into his hair tighter, the sting only adding to the pleasure he felt.

“Your cock, my love.” Maxwell said and for some reason it felt as weird as it felt good to say it. “Your cock feels perfect.”

She giggled, letting go of his hair in favour of grabbing his hips again, thrusting harder now, knowing he was close just based on his sounds.

“Such a good boy for me, Max.” She cooed, bending over him to kiss his spine. “Want me to touch you? Want me to make you come, pretty boy?”

He nodded, needing her slim fingers around his aching cock.

“Please, my love, I’m so close.”

How sweet he sounded, lost in the pleasure.

Her hand found his dick, hard and leaking, stroking him in time with her thrusts. Feeling him pulse and twitch, his sounds going up in pitch, begging her again and again under his breath to let him come.

“Let go, Maxy baby.” She whispered against his shoulder, speeding up her movements. “Cum for me, been such a good boy.”

He came with a deep groan, arms trembling and threatening to give out as he spilled himself into the sheets, covering her fingers as well. His whole body shook, whimpering as she kept stroking him until he begged her to stop, his voice almost sounding pained from how sensitive he felt.

“Done so well, baby.” She said, kissing his shoulder, licking her fingers clean with a small laugh. “You’re always so good for me.”

Sitting back on her knees, she carefully pulled out of him, her hands rubbing over his lower back as she did, relishing in the soft whimpers he let out, letting himself fall into the mattress.

He felt empty, rolling over onto his back as he caught his breath, watching her as she removed the strap and the harness before crawling over him again.

“How are you feeling, baby?” She asked, her hand coming to rest on his cheek, thumb rubbing over his cheekbone.

He hummed, his rough palms on her thighs. “Feeling pretty good, thank you, my love.”

She smiled, happy that he felt good, that he had liked it.

“So you think you’ll let me do it again?” Her smile was infectious, making him smile as well as she bent down to kiss him.

He chuckled, nodding.

“I think so, yes.”

She kissed his cheek, moving to stand again.

“I’ll draw you a bath, you deserve to be pampered after I blue balled you for a week.” She laughed as she went over to the bathroom, ignoring the throbbing between her legs for now. There was always more time after the bath to put his mouth to good use.

“You better join me, darling.” He called after her, stil boneless on the bed as he looked after her, watched her hips swing as she went.

“Sure.”

He chuckled.

Whatever he had gotten himself into with her, he more than enjoyed it. 

She took more than good care of him, giving him a well deserved break.

And in a way, he could barely wait for the next time that she decided to bring out that sweet toy of hers.

#maxwell lord #maxwell lord x reader #pedro pascal #maxwell lord smut #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #wonder woman #my writing #fics

[dilf-whore]

Hi! If ur requests are open, could I ask for a Billy x fem!Henderson!Reader fluff? Here's what I have in mind: Reader and Dustin comes to pick up Max at her 🏡(otw to the ice rink bcs Dusty's gang made a playdate). Ofc, Billy would be at the house, too. Reader invites Billy to join, but he rejected the offer. When the three have left, Billy started to change his mind. Then he decided to catch up & join them bcs he lowkey wanted to spend some time with the reader (and a lil' bit with Max too ofc)

keep you warm

pairing: billy hargrove x f!Henderson!reader

genre: fluff

A/N: i hope you like this! comments are highly appreciated 💗

requested: yes

requests are OPEN

masterlist

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You and Dustin arrive at 4819 Cherry Lane, you park in front of their porch and hop out of your car - followed by your brother. He rushes to the door and you walk behind him as you push your freezing hands in the pocket of your jacket. Dustin rings the doorbell and you huddle into each other, trying to seek some warmth from the cold breeze of Hawkins. The temperature these days have been lower than usual, causing most of the people to be unprepared but the weather’s still quite tolerable. 

Soon after Billy opens the door and looks at you both with a grin, you and Dustin looked like squirrels keeping each other warm. “Max your friends are here!” he shouts. “Just a minute!” she shouts back. You and Dustin awkwardly stand at the front door as you wait for Max, you notice that their parents weren't at home and muster up some courage to speak to Billy. 

“So Billy, do you wanna join us?” you ask.

“Uh no thanks, I’m planning to spend some alone time actually” he replies, still looking at Max’s bedroom door - waiting for her to come out. 

“Oh okay” you reply softly.

Max finally finishes and jogs out with her backpack slinging in one shoulder. “Sorry for taking so long. Where are the others?” she says, frantically tying her shoelaces. “It’s okay, don’t rush. We’ll meet up with them there” your brother responds as he takes her bag to make it easier for Max to wear her shoes. 

You move back and forth as you wait for Max and you feel someone staring at you. You look up and meet Billy’s dreamy blue eyes, you immediately return your attention back down at Max - his stare was making you melt and cheeks warm. 

“Alright let’s go” the red head announces. You motion her and Dustin to go first and they immediately run to your car. You face Billy once more, “I’ll bring her home at around 9:30″ you smile as you wave him goodbye.

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You all sit on one of the big benches to tie your skates. Dustin and his friends went ahead and hurry to the rink, leaving the older siblings: you, Nancy, and Jonathan behind. He then hold Nancy’s hand as they follow after the young ones to the rink, you sigh and stand up - your feet rocking slightly as you lose balance. “Do I really have to third wheel?” you yell as the couple skates ahead of you. 

I can’t fucking do this you say to yourself as you find a way to safely step on the rink without falling. You were about to grasp on the railings for support and step inside, a voice suddenly erupts from behind. “Y/N?”

“Ah!” you scream, putting your foot back and placing a hand on your chest - startled by the deep voice. You look back and see Billy and he puts a hand on your arm, “I’m so sorry. Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah, what are you doing here?” you ask, surprised by his presence. “Where’s Maxine?” he replies, looking away as he tries to avoid your question. You point at her, skating with her friends at the corner - Nancy and Jonathan going after them hand in hand. 

He faces you again, “why aren't you there?” 

“Well they all practically dashed out there and left me behind. Also, I-I don’t know how to skate” you answer.

He softly chuckles at your statement and he confidently steps on the rink, he offers his arm to you, “come on. you can hold on me”. You nod and hook your arm around his as he pulls you both, approaching your brother and his friends. He takes your arm off him and wraps his arm around your waist when you get near them, making his hold a little tighter as he stops you both. You couldn't even mutter a thank you as your whole self stays stiff from the fear, coldness, and well, fluster. 

“What are you doing here?” Max says with a  hint of annoyance in her tone. “Can’t I spend quality time with you?” Billy responds and turns to Dustin, “plus I wanted to talk to your sister more” he smirks.

Butterflies are now going crazy in your stomach, Billy Hargrove just said that.

You start to lose balance when someone: probably a hockey player, skates with so much speed inches behind you - making you scared of getting hit. Billy quickly grabs your hand and help you regain your balance.

“Your hand is so cold” you both say. You giggle and cover your mouth with your free hand as you get shy. He doesn’t let go of you and instead, he intertwines his fingers to yours and puts them in the pocket of his leather jacket. Your heart skips a beat, you don’t know what to do or say - you just go with the flow.

“Gotta keep warm right?” he smiles.

You start to gain confidence and smile back, “what about the other one?” you playfully ask as you slightly tilt your head. He takes your hand off his pocket as he grabs your other hand, he wraps them around his waist underneath his jacket. “better?”

“Yup”

“Shut up you two. It’s making me hurl” your brother speaks up, disgust plastered all over his face and your friends at the scene the just unfold.

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#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things scenarios #stranger things oneshot #stranger things headcanons #stranger things headcannons #stranger things blurb #stranger things s4 #billy hargrove #billy hargrove blurb #billy hargrove oneshot #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove scenarios #billy hargrove headcannons #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove headcanons #dacre montgomery #dacre montgomery x reader

[hotxcheeto]

hello, i wanted to ask you for a ellie x fem reader were there's a lot of dirty talk like ellie just talking bc she's so horny so she just says horny things ig and also she wanting to be called daddy instead of mommy pls ily sm 😭

━ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Smut, cursing, drug use (weed), jealous Ellie, afab reader, dirty talk, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), slight overstimulation, dom!Ellie, sub!Reader

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I literally hate this sm but I also kinda like it. Just bare with me, I don't have a daddy kink so this was lowkey rough.

"You look so pretty." You sat in a pair of underwear, only Ellie's shirt on covering your chest. Laying back along the couch your leg propped up on Ellie's shoulder with a blunt between your fingers. The girl across from you staring at you with a dopey smile that reached her slightly red, glossy eyes.

"You are you." You smiled back to her, handing her the joint and laying back against the pillow that rested against the arm of the couch. "I'm gonna be home late tomorrow." You then said, watching Ellie lay her head against your calf that still rested on her shoulder.

Laughing at the way you were sitting, but you felt way too heavy to move. Not that she minded.

"Why?" "Kenny wants me to help him with the extra loads we have. Move them, but he only has time right around when my shift ends. I won't be long." You stared at your fingers, moving the bracelet that Ellie had made for you out of string. Spinning it around your wrist.

Ellie only huffed, snuffing the blunt out and pushing your leg off her shoulder. "Don't get like that." You groaned, sitting up and hugging your knees to your chest. "I don't like Kenny." "Ellie." You threw your head back with a whine.

"He likes you." "He does not. Even if he did, I'm your girlfriend, you realize that right?" You laughed, sitting up straight again, meeting her eyes. "That doesn't mean I have to like him." She leaned towards you, laughing as you gave her a playful glare.

"Whatever." You laughed leaning towards her so that your faces were only a few inches apart. "You're annoying." You whispered, laying back against the couch, throwing your legs onto Ellie's lap.

She didn't say anything but rolled her eyes with a slight grin. Her fingers soon landing on your thigh, rubbing patterns into your skin.

"That tickles." You muttered, trying to shift your leg away from her. "I like these ones." "Hm?" Ellie nodded to your underwear. "I bet Kenny would love to fucking see you in these." "You're not allowed to smoke anymore." Her eyes darkened, a lustful smile on her face. Pressing a kiss on the side of your knee.

"Why do you get like this?" You laughed. "You look so fucking good in my shirt. But y'know..." She began to crawl forward, sitting up on her knee, kissing down your inner thigh. Feeling you begin to squirm, a feeling beginning to enter your pussy. Aching almost as she got closer to your crotch.

"Ellie..." "...I think the shirt would look.." She kissed your skin right before your clothed cunt." "...so much better on the floor." Ellie then finished, kissing your lips, hands finding their way to your face. Pushing deeper into the kiss, tongue slipping into your mouth.

"Ellie.." You giggled, feeling her kissing down your neck leaving little love bites in her path. "I'm gonna fuck you until you forget that assholes name." You could feel yourself clench around nothing, your cunt aching as her fingers trailed down your sides.

She reached your hips, hooking underneath the sides of the underwear. Slowly pulling them from your legs, dragging them down your thighs, fingers rubbing against your skin.

"Hurry up, quit teasing." You muttered, aching, begging for her to touch you. Pussy hitting the cold air sending shivers up your body. Ellie tossing your underwear somewhere else. "You have no idea how fucking how good you look." She said quietly, kissing your inner thigh once again.

"E-" You barely got a chance to speak, the girl leaning down between your legs taking a long lick up your slit. "Ellie fuck-" Your back arched off the bed, the weed mixed with being needy all day beginning to show in the both of you.

She only smiled at you, meeting your eyes as she sucked on your clit, tongue running over the sensitive, aching nub. Her arms holding your legs not allowing you to even close them a little. Giving no mercy, playing with your clit, green eyes watching you throw your head back in pleasure.

"That feels so fucking good- mmo-" Ellie knew the nickname that was about to pass your lips. You'd used it before, and it never failed to make her weak in the knees. But not tonight. Not with what's his face on the mind.

"Don't." "What?" You whined as she pulled away, eyes half lidded, staring at you through her eyelashes. "Call me what Kenny wishes you'd call him." "Ellie, please-" "C'mon..." She then teased. You tried pushing her head back down, a smirk still on her face.

"Don't call me mommy." "Fuck.." You groaned, practically begging her silently to continue. "Fine. Daddy." You said almost sarcastically, pissed off and aching. Your orgasm now farther away, a whine escaping your mouth as Ellie began little kitten licks along your clit.

"Again." "Fucking hell, fuck... daddy." You could feel your hips jerk towards her involuntarily. The girl beginning the attack on your clit once again. A loud moan pushing past your lips as a finger entered your hole brushing against your walls.

"Shit, shit-" You could feel yourself already getting closer, a tingly numb feeling flooding through your body. Still high from the weed, a tight knot forming in your stomach.

"Please daddy, fuck I'm gonna cum. Please don't stop-" And she didn't plan on it, picking up the pace and adding a finger. Watching your legs begin to shake, head thrown back displaying the now darkening hickies along your neck.

"Fuck-" You felt it all crash, cumming on Ellie's face harder then you had ever before. Loud moans pouring from your mouth, bouncing off the walls, filling the room with pornographic sounds.

"I can't, I can't-" You then start trying to push her head away, squeezing your thighs together as she came back up. Wiping her lips on the back of her hand, moving in to kiss you.

"You look so pretty." She whispered, kissing your sweaty forehead. You giggled, kissing her again on the lips, tasting yourself on her tongue. "So do you."

A/n: TACO BELL STEAK QUESADILLA

#ellie williams x reader #ellie #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie tlou #tlou x reader #tlou 2 #tlou part 2 #tlou #the last of us part 2 #the last of us #nevy writes

[httpiastri]

abt the red flag topic I remember when I remembered pauls existence bc of ollie and checked his ig (little did i knew what that would turn out) and I saw the amount of women he follows (including Victoria Secret's account) and IMMEDIATELY thought jesus christ thank god im not obsessed w this one LMAOOOO look at me now !!!

I really think he's a player who KNOWS how to talk with women bla bla bla and doesn't actually want to get into a relationship rn, hes just having his fun around bla bla bla but I also like to think abt him unexpectedly doing something w the intention of being just a hook up and noticing that theres something wrong, hes feeling different etc etc etc or like meeting someone that is actually a worst player than him

thats the main reason why I love to imagine popstar!reader w him unexpectedly being hit by cupid's arrow, really thinking he could hook up with miss america's sweetheart and leave without any emotional damage 👀👀 and also like for the first time in his life not knowing how to act bc ok he wants it again but hes not dealing with a random person

plsss 😭😭 it's always the ones you think you wont fall for, huh? at first i was very "no im not gonna like paul, he's dino's teammate and the day i get forced to pick sides it will be too hard" but then….. 🫠

100% agreed tho, i hope he's just out there living his best life (or in a steady 5-year relationship if that's what he wants, i dont mind either one). but omfg you're SO right !!! pls that adds such a cute new angle to it, like them spending one night together and afterwards paul is like… woah…. he's used to just forgetting about the girl, not waking up next to her and feeling lowkey giddy 😳

and he's also used to just being used for sex yk, like it's not that she's the biggest celeb that he's ever met so he knows what it's like to just be left by a girl who then doesn't want anything to do with him again. but y/n wasnt like that…. it's the way that she managed to get his phone number from someone in merc, the way that she texts him every once in a while about his races, and the way that paul finds himself wishing she's going to be at the next weekend….

he's just really not expecting to feel like this; he's barely (or not even) 20, he's always been telling himself to steer clear of relationships and anything other than hookups because it will mess with his head and he'll be distracted from his racing. but now that his mind is on her like 24/7, he finds himself actually enjoying it…

#god i love that so much #youre a star #big thanks for this 🤭🤭🤭 will be on my mind all day #aaaaaaa #paul x popstar!yn au #asks! #anon!

[spoodersrus]

Songs I think would be good fits for s5 and why (mostly byler edition):

Hot Stuff- Donna Summer (1979)

I'd just love this as a Nancy/ronance song🥰 It's got power, intensity, and it would sound good layered over an action scene of some kind. Any point in the song it has that iconic groove that anyone will immediately nod their heads to.

Here Comes The Rain Again- Eurythmics (1984)

More of a lowkey solemn moment song. Full of water/ocean-centered lyrics which has been associated with Stranger Things and specifically Mike & Will. Also would be a rain fight callback.

Here comes the rain again

Raining in my hand like a tragedy

Tearing me apart like a new emotion

I want to breathe in the open wind

I want to kiss like lovers do

Want to dive into your ocean

Is it raining with you?"

^^^ does that not scream a sad gays awakening?? "Is it raining with you?" is a way of asking if the other person is feeling the same, and if they're also battling this drowning feeling.

Hold The Line- Toto (1978)

We already got Africa by Toto, but this would be a fitting Mike song. The main hook is

Hold the line, love isn't always on time

Who has a running theme of not being on time? Mike. Who messed things up with the person he's in love with because of trying to love someone else? Mike. Who has miscommunication surrounding phone calls? Mike & Will. Who needs some time to figure himself out? Miiiike! Hold the line for this poor guy, love isn't always aligned when you want it to be and he needs some time to catch up. He wants it, but he needs Will to hold on for him for a minute while he sorts it out.

I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me)- George Michael & Aretha Franklin (1987)

A must-listen for bylers. It talks of being engulfed in darkness but keeping your chin up and not letting the highs or lows make you stop believing in love.

It's about finally coming together with someone you've pined over for a longgg time, and feeling that you two were truly destined to be together despite life trying to rip you apart. Looking back on the hard times and being able to laugh now.

Sure in time our eyes would meet, one touch and you set me free

Alone - Heart (1987)

If this song doesn't give you goosebumps you are a different species than me.

This song also has themes aligned with time and Mikes failure to communicate via phone.

I hear the ticking of the clock

No answer on the telephone

And the main chorus

'Til now I always got by on my own

^ explains his home life & how he never felt emotionally supported by his parents, always left to process his emotions alone

I never really cared until I met you

We see how apathetic Mike acts at home, and how Mike clear as day expressed that meeting Will was "the best thing he's ever done". Meeting Will changed Mikes life profoundly. S1 & 2 shows just how much Will has made Mike care.

And now it chills me to the bone

How do I get you alone?

Mike feels Will in his bones. It's unignorable. He needs to connect with Will alone to figure it out, but as we've seen, in s4 he was almost exclusively interrupted whenever trying to get a minute alone with Will.

You don't know how long i've wanted to touch your lips and hold you tight

You don't know how long i've waited and I was gonna tell you tonight

But the secret is still my own and my love for you is still unknown

No but really not including this song would be criminal & shoutout to whoever on here brought it up first, bc there is no better mike wheeler song.

#part 1 of my S5 playlist lol #i need to find more action songs bc as many fitting songs as there are.. it won't be a fluffy season y'know? #byler #stranger things 5 #st5 #stranger things predictions #st music #mike wheeler #ronance

[n7punk]

Let Me Ride Fic Notes

These notes are going to be shorter/looser than usual, this was an utter lie and I don't know why I thought I could abide by it when I wrote it a month ago. Anyway, Let Me Ride is done and as always I have meta.

Epilogue Life:

It's all set up in the fic, but they start working on spending time together more, talking things out, and generally fixing their relationship. They still have more growing to do, and integrating their lives and new friendships is kind of a struggle, but they get there.

Catra focuses on street racing a while, which is honestly good for their relationship at first because Catra feels like her skill is finally respected, but it's also really dangerous. As she slowly gets brought on as additional help ("as needed") around the track, she also gets access to the track itself during downtime through favoritism, and though she finds street racing a lot more fun, she can also acknowledge it's a lot safer for both herself and others to race on the track. She never fully quits being a nuisance on the roads - and neither does Adora, even if she stops participating in organized races - but she does slow down ("You've made me boring," she accuses Adora. That kind of stuff), it just takes a while.

Entrapta and Scorpia keep living together for a while until Scorpia ends up meeting Perfuma through the track (context further in the notes) and they spark up a relationship.

Playlist:

Dressed To Kill by The Wombats, Disco Heart by Gia Woods, Lesbionic by Gia Woods, Pineapple Slice by Tove Lo, WET by Lauren Sanderson, uh oh by Tate McRae (again), Whiplash by Alex Cappelli, 20 Questions by Zolita (yeah, I know it's a cheating song and the hook-ups aren't actually a problem in here, but it's more the energy of "Oh, did you get everything you wanted? Was it worth it?" applied to Adora leaving), and finally: Kiss Goodnight by I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME. (All of this capitalization is correct).

Chapter 1:

"Let me ride" is... well we all know what it is, but it's also Adora quite literally going "Angella please let me ride", being told no, and then going sulking - accidentally - right into Catra's arms.

I don't think I ever mentioned this, actually, but there's been a steady amount of motorcycle catradora art over the years that of course acts as the big inspiration/motivation for doing a motorcycle AU.

Adora says she "shouldn't" look at the magicat because she's expecting one of two outcomes: 1) it's some random magicat and she might be in for another painful experience like she talks about in Chapter 4, or 2) it actually is Catra and everything ends up hurting more. She wasn't expecting a third choice.

As implied later and unsurprisingly, Adora is autistic in this, hence her strong attraction to certain sensations and need for them or else she gets deeply unsettled. She's just the rare case of an autistic not bothered by sound.

I decided to go with naming the bikes Swift Wind and Melog partially because Swift Wind just made sense for Adora's bike but also because Melog's role in the show as, essentially, a therapy animal for Catra underscores how much of her mental well-being is coming from racing at that point in her life.

Chapter 2:

Neighorhoods like Glimmer's are far from standard where I live right now, but I have seen them here and there when traveling in both fancy and Very Average (or less) neighborhoods. There's no driveway in the front, so the front yards have ~aesthetic~ paths to the front door, and then there's a normal backyard and behind the back fence is a hidden driveway with a back street between the street rows to reach it. It kind of doubles the amount of street needed for a "single street" of houses since they have the "real" (for show) wide streets out front and then narrower backstreets between backyards.

Mentioning them using the strap facedown the first time was supposed to lowkey be a reference to toht, which was the first time I wrote strapping, only I just realized I'm actually thinking of the first strap scene in SLAS so... listen all the smut blends together.

This whole fic was supposed to be 20k and then chapter 2 alone ended up 9k because I couldn't control them and I realized I was a lost cause.

Chapter 3:

Adora speculates on it, but Catra cut her hair both because it was getting in the wound on her neck and making it hard to care for and because it changes her appearance pretty dramatically and makes her feel better about avoiding the Horde and the cops.

Of course Adora blames herself for Entrapta leaving. She's Adora. It's not like she's the newbie and no one who knew Entrapta better could do it either - no, she's the reason Catra found out about Entrapta, so it's her fault.

Adora genders her bike because she has pack-bonded with it, but Catra (though Extremely attached to her own bike) finds it weird to gender cars and the like.

Catra and Scorpia are staying at Entrapta's apartment because Catra ended up moving in with Scorpia after the breakup, and then they were worried about the Horde seeking retribution on them (rightfully) so they moved in with Entrapta since the Horde hadn't actually had reason to learn her address yet, and that way they could all be together to fight back if someone came after them.

Shadow Weaver betraying Catra and the Horde is a mirror of that arc from season two/three, but in this case Catra ended up fully banished because she was never given a path of redemption (even one that was intended to be a suicide mission so Hordak could keep Entrapta happy) and she's lowkey a shoot on sight order for the Horde, only the Horde doesn't really kill people, it's just that if they did she would be the first. She knows way too much and supposedly is already willing to work with the cops, making her a bigger risk than Adora was when she walked. She isn't actually in danger of being killed, but it's best she steers clear from the Horde in every way that she can.

Hordak "seducing" Entrapta wasn't like, real seducing for multiple reasons. In this AU, Hordak is focused on getting in with the Prime organized crime group to work towards expansion, so he hasn't worked with Entrapta but he is around the shop enough to know how useful she is and thus tried to convince her to stay. Part of that "seduction" was stuff like offering her better builds, which is better than sex in motivation for Entrapta lol. In the end, though, he was threatening to kill her friend for something Entapta couldn't see being Catra's fault. Entrapta was also pretty close with Catra and Melog was enough motivation on their own.

She was kind of missing the racers back at the track, too, and sticking with the Horde through this meant she had little chance of going back. While she was free to build without legal restrictions, monetary ones were a much bigger confining factor than they had been at the track, and she wasn't really allowed to do whatever she wanted on most customer cars since they asked for one thing and that was all Shadow Weaver and Hordak wanted to give them. Giving out upgrades for free is bad business, as is doing expensive upgrades that weren't asked for and holding the car hostage until they're paid for. The shop had downsides along with its benefit.

Catra was out in the garage for several minutes because she was 1) composing herself but also 2) looking over "Swift Wind" and inspecting what changes Adora had made (basically everything but the frame) and especially how careful she was when she removed things, looking to see if she left dents or scuffs on Catra's bike (for the most part she didn't because she was careful). It was her trying to determine how respectful Adora was when she took the parts (an act Catra considers disrespectful in itself, but she's aware at this point that Adora doesn't see it that way, so she wants to see how well she did treat it in the process).

Adora just happened to throw her jacket really well so it stayed hanging up on it all night. It seemed like the kind of stupid, jocky thing that Catra thought Adora would practice so she looked smooth when she took off her jacket and acted all effortless - probably flexing her muscles in the process, which would be impressive if they weren't already making out at that point.

When Adora says Entrapta "cuffed" Swift Wind it's not supposed to be racing terminology, but rather personal slang they use do to their origins in this fic, referencing being arrested and handcuffed.

Adora calls Swift Wind "one of the few things Catra has taken proud in", which is partially true, but mostly that's because she's never had the opportunity to do a lot of things she's proud of. Her mechanical skill is about all she has gotten and Swift Wind, being a long time project of her with lots of funds poured into it, and being the only vehicle she has worked on other than Melog that she "keeps", is in another league. It's also missing the context that Catra wasn't only upset about Swift Wind being taken apart because she was proud of her own work, but also because it was the only damn thing she has ever been able to do for Adora with how Shadow cornered them.

Chapter 4:

I was really hoping this would be the last chapter. So hopeful, in fact, that my chapter headings looked like this:

(Obviously I did not end up needing a Chapter 6, but whenever I make a doc I always include a few more chapters than I think I need because I know myself at this point. Also I wrote this bulletpoint before I was halfway through Chapter 4, so hubris really could have gotten me there.)

Obviously Adora isn't really a pillow princess but Catra likes to rile her up.

Catra is so boneless after taking care of Adora because she has been soothed right down to her soul by Adora giving everything over to her like that, trusting her in a way she now knows Adora has only ever trusted her. And then it's her turn 🥰

Adora's speculation was right. Part of Catra's planning was just general scheming behavior and she absolutely wasn't sore after breakfast - and wasn't even really that sore in Chapter 3 either - but letting Adora think that gave her an excuse for slow sex without admitting that's what she actually wanted.

I had so many ideas for when they were laying in bed (pre- and post-sex) in both this chapter and chapter 3, it was ridiculous. Like there's no way I could have used all of them and some of them contradicted each other anyway. That's part of why the smut in this surprised me: 90% of what I had outlined was cuddling and conversation, and then that did Not end up being 90% of the fic.

The "dark edge" to Catra's voice when Adora said her time with the other magicat was gross was her being 100% ready to kill the other woman if she had mistreated Adora.

Honestly my first A/N in the fic was more about the emotional growth these girls still need to go through than the... questionable decisions they have made. Adora is still in her "don't be a burden" mode, and Catra needs to grow into vulnerability more, although she makes good progress in the fic. The rest of that growth is set up by them finally getting back together. They have more to learn and they are going to fight, but after going through the breakup, they can handle it now.

Catra isn't trying to be mean about the plushie - honestly, it makes her affectionate - but it's extremely Adora and that makes her laugh.

When I say the unicorn's mane is "plastic" I mean like really shitty synthetic threads that straight up feel like plastic and tangle easily. That shit is all over "little girls'" toys and it's a nightmare both to touch and maintain.

Adora mentions buying the lingerie for herself because she's never actually worn it in front of anybody else and she didn't want Catra to think she'd done it for some hookup. She had a lot of issues post-breakup, including esteem issues, and it was Glimmer's suggestion. She has put it on once or twice but mostly relegated it to a corner. Post-making-up, however, it finally gets some fun use.

My outline for the end of the chapter was: ["let me drive you home?" "no you cant" BECAUSE SHES ALREADY HOME].

When Catra mentions going back to check on Entrapta, that's partially because Entrapta is getting increasingly more unhinged the longer she goes without work, and because she wants to go talk to her about coming back to the track so they can move onto the next phase of the plan now she knows she wants to go through with it.

Obviously the chapter title is in reference to how I was supposed to have everything wrapped up in the fourth chapter, but it's also kind of the thread throughout the entire fic, expecting every kiss and interaction to be the last.

Chapter 5:

I like the bookending of music being in the first and last chapter, the mentions of sound distortion being in both, and each one ending with them racing off together. I find that kind of thing fun.

Entrapta "isn't a threat" in that everyone at the track knows she would never do anything to hurt them. Girl can absolutely be a threat if she wants to be.

Entrapta hadn't come back to the track immediately because, after becoming friends with Catra and hearing all her rants about Adora, she realized she might not be welcome and they could be mad at her for abandoning them, something that had never occurred to her. It's an aspect of relationships that wasn't immediately obvious to her, but she's been misunderstood and outcast before, mostly in school when she was the subject of a misunderstanding, so it was just easier to not go back and tell herself she liked the freedom of doing whatever personal project she wanted. It was really starting to wear on her though and she wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer. Catra knew that and getting Entrapta settled back at the track was also part of her agenda when it came to going home with Adora. Catra promised her she could come back that night, after Adora had texted, and she wasn't at all surprised when Entrapta wanted to go immediately, though she convinced her to wait until morning. It moved up the time table on her though and made it harder for her to plan past that in time, something she couldn't do before without seeing how Adora would react to her first.

Entrapta used a simplified ("for younger audiences") dictionary to fall asleep (if she had it her way, it would have been the full thing, but 1, her parents were the ones who had final say and 2, kiiiiind of hard to find audiobooks of the dictionary), one that was designed to introduce new words to kids/teens without going into a million variations of them. I decided this because when I tried to use a real dictionary, I couldn't find my physical one and online dictionary databases are like, a word and then 20 variants of it before moving onto the next one, which didn't really work well for the joke. I ended up searching "words that start with 'au'" on wordhippo and filtering it to common words and then using a couple of the unique words.

Catra went the club a few times without Adora showing throughout the year they were broken up, but like half the times she went without Adora showing were very recent, once she put this plan together and just needed to run into Adora to enact it. As Adora made partying more infrequent, it was harder to find her, but since Adora was also pretty consistent on which days she went, it wasn't all that hard.

I got an ask about what "The Scene™️" is for LMR, and I couldn't answer it 100% honestly then, but I can elaborate now. If you're new, The Scene is the scene (or scenes) that I consider the "big scenes" for the fic, things that really motivated me to write it in the first place or that a lot was building up to/riding on, or that are just a part of the fic I'm super excited for, whether that means to write or share it. For this fic, I had so much outlined that I was excited to write that it's hard to pick one, but if I have to narrow it down to Just One, the conversation in the kitchen where Catra reveals she's hooking up with Entrapta and they finally start to talk things out is probably the answer, with runner-up the scene in the observation deck where Catra reveals the events of the entire fic were planned. When I wrote chapter one at the very beginning, I didn't really do it with that context, but by the time I was doing the final edit I think I knew that was going to be the big reveal, so it has been a secret throughline from chapter 2 at the latest, depending when it happened and how you want to count it. The fic was both building to it, and could exist outside of it, because while it contextualized Catra's actions, before that it was just a hookup and growing fic, and that worked too, but I do think this is a pretty solid moment. I was really excited for all the cuddling and morning after conversation, though, so it's really hard to pick one and say that's it.

I just realized I never said it, but Scorpia got Catra the leather jacket (along with matching ones for her and Entrapta, though Scorpia's is actually a vest because finding one that fit her arms and worked with her spikes wasn't happening. Entrapta doesn't really wear hers because it's a Restrictive Sensation to her) after the stabbing as a bonding, here's-the-symbol-of-our-new-group thing, even though they didn't really have a new group, she was just trying to make Catra feel better about being kicked out of the Horde.

I also never said it in the fic because the scene mentioning it got cut, but the Horde isn't actually based out of Bright Moon, they're like an hour away over the city line to the next town, where Glimmer drove when she wanted to see street racing hoping to avoid people recognizing her (and Bow went with her to make sure she was okay). Catra came to Bright Moon downtown to dance the first time she ran into Adora because they just have a better scene there and then after that she kept coming back for her. It means it isn't too hard for them to avoid the Horde and their old life once they decide to move on.

Sea Hawk is a racer and Mermista is his girlfriend who he has been trying to convince to be his umbrella girl for ages just because he wants to show her off (in a "that's my girl!" way not in like, an objectifying way) but she's refused because that means publicly acknowledging she likes him, something she'll still deny to their friends when they catch them in the middle of making out.

Ok, so umbrella girls (or, apparently, just "the umbrellas" which is. insanely objectifying). I'm not going to pretend to know a lot about them, but I did google some stuff. I was introduced to them when I watched a MotoGP race to see what I was dealing with back when I was first planning this and there were tall supermodel ladies holding umbrellas over the racers before the race started to... protect them from the elements, I guess? Anyway, I don't know if they have to meet all these Requirements like cheerleaders, but it's my AU so I say that in Etheria they're Some Hot Lady who also does promo work for their racer/team and helps deal with sponsors. If you want to be more diverse (and/or get some publicity) you can pick a more unconventional choice like a dude or something. Perfuma is Adora's usual umbrella lady, and she's also a model with this basically being a sidegig she does because she finds the racing and racers hot. Also racing isn't a segregated sport on Etheria, which I'm Pretty Confident it is IRL.

Original Outline:

Surprising Nobody, Probably, this AU is actually two AUs combined. I had the backstory for Let Me Ride (MotoGP/street racing AU) with a few failed attempts at a story for it that never seemed that interesting to me (interesting to read, but not to write, at least not enough for me to actually do it) and I had what I called the "fuckboi drummer" AU, which is what half of the plot for this fic is, but that fic had no backstory or justification for why they were fighting and I just couldn't come up with one that matched the animosity between them, so the two ideas ended up fitting together well.

There were several original stabs at plot for LMR, but the most recent state of it before it became This was that Adora and Catra were both street racers, but they only had the one bike (Adora's bike) so Catra was mostly shoe-horned into the mechanic role, and when Adora got basically sponsored by Glimmer to become a real racer she was like "this is great, we'll move to Bright Moon and I'll pay for you to go to college and do whatever you want", not realizing what Catra wanted was to race and that had been totally discarded. Which like, still is kind of the backstory of the AU, just with some details changed.

The only plot I had after that was that Catra went solo in illegal races once Adora was gone and had her own fancy bike (thus not needing the one Catra built anymorer) and so Catra started tricking it out and eventually got sponsors. She was able to buy her way into low-level professional races and worked her way up through the circuit the traditional way instead of getting scouted and jumping straight to the big leagues. Aaaaaand that was mostly it. I took a couple stabs at coming up with a plot beyond "Oh Catra went up a rank and is getting one step closer to racing Adora" but nothing ever really materialized. At one point they were orphans who stole the bike and Adora was the only racer because they only owned one helmet lol.

For the fuckboi drummer AU, I'd been thinking for a while that Adora would like drums because it feels like hitting shit, and well, there's that TikTok, so I was bored waiting in the parking lot and basically started outlining the hook-up and morning after scenes with the vague idea that the backstory was they ran into each other again at a club and Catra is aware Adora has been hooking up ever since they broke up because she's a little broken inside. Catra comes home with her, they have one night together, and Catra Does Actually Leave in the morning.

The part that existed in the parking lot but that I was never planning on actually writing was that then a few days later Catra does a splice with one of Adora's TikToks - because Adora's drumming was vaguely plot relevant and she sometimes posts short drumming covers on her TikTok just for fun and the compliments she gets on her arms - where Catra sings the words that would go with that part of the song. The song in question was the one I was listening to in the car at the time, the chorus of "Good For Her" by Mothica. Adora comments back "this is so fucked up, Catra", leading to some mild internet drama since they both had a few thousand followers and people in the comments were like oo what 👀 Yeah I wasn't ever planning to write that TikTok part but I was bored XD After that Catra comes around for a second time and this time she stays and there's all that morning after stuff.

When I went to actually write the fuckboi drummer AU, it got condensed down to meeting at the club and going home together with Catra staying permanently after that and all the morning after type stuff. Of course, as I went to write it I found I needed a legitimate backstory, and that's when the "all backstory" AU combined with the "I'm bored in the parking lot" AU and we got the final version of Let Me Ride with at least a bit of an overarching plot in Catra secretly planning it all.

#lmr #ficmeta #fic notes

[bbina]

honest review but at the same time not so honest review of Between The Lines bc I’m an F!! Part 1, the writing portion

— btl touched on one of my fav tropes which is def why it had me hooked, but it also played the trope out differently in the sense that fake dating is mostly difficult to continue imo as “where do I go from here?” pops up in a lot of people heads, but you progressed btl perfectly!!

— some parts were a littleeeeeee rushed but it was difficult to tell as the situation got covered by major events or slower endings, yknow?

— in the future I feel like the social media chapters could be a LITTLEEE longer imo, most writers might overdo cliff hangers which can be repetitive and annoying to readers but I genuinely like the way you do it. I also think that some tips from a very (overachieving) English student is to really focus on what you want the reader to take away from a certain chapter, like what’s the big idea yknow? I LOVEE how natural and real your soc media posts felt bc there wasn’t a lot o unnatural detail from the characters just to drive the plot forward. I also enjoyed the irl scenes too!!

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HONEST REVIEW TIMEEEEEE 🔊

ur right about fake dating tropes is one of the difficult tropes to write especially when the climax hits cus once they start catching real feelings, now what? luckily i managed to pull through !!

yeah there were a few chapters that were rushed solely because of the 9 pictures per post via mobile rule tumblr has on mobile and i'm not much of a big fan of 10+ pictures per chapter idk its just a personal preference so i do admit on rushing some scenes or having filler scenes just to fill the 9 pics mark!

okay lowkey i got a lil nervous when i was putting out too much cliffhangers but then again,, if i post a cliffhanger then something big is gonna happen the next chapt so 😭

ALSO FOR THE PART WHERE U SAY THERE WASNT A LOT OF UNNATURAL DETAILS... i try to incorporate what the guys like irl (based on what they share on wv, content, etc) if this was a manga im talking about canon facts about each character so thank you for noticing this!!!!!

#its constructive criticism for btl time I LOVE love reading shit like this cus 1. it improves u as a writer itself #and 2. i get to read what u guys thought about the whole thing in an objective perspective!! #mailbox #btl ask #★.mail: 🌷 anon

[piraticusdorm]

If it's not intruding too much or if it's alright, could I ask what aspects would you say your ocs take after you or what they are inspired from (creative process)?(piraticius and gwen mainly, but it would be cool if you talked abt ones that you feel like at the moment!)

THIS IS. INCREDIBLY LONG but I hope you like it! >:3 I'm always happy to talk abt my ocs and design process!! If u wanna specify on smth just hmu!

I'll go with the main Piraticus Trio and Gwen.

Craddles and holds Gwen......

Mmhh well, Gwen is from USA instead of UK bc i thought that'd kinda fit with a "new gen" vibe, since one is descendant from the other. Also a country accent would be cute, bc like the "main" british accent it's very recognisable. The fact that she fakes the british accent I just thought would be funny, show her dorky side. She likes to have fun!

I decided to make her black bc talking with a lot of woc, specially older sisters, u do see a patttern of.... having to grow up faster? bc of racism and class issues. tbh my own older sibling always felt more like a lowkey parent than sibling. I kinda want to make it clear that Gwen's case isn't one of malicious neglect, it's simply how things are for working class???? You gotta go out to work and feed your kids so if there's an older one you need them making sure the younger(s) are safe. And kids don't always know how to say they're unhappy, the hours away and stress can create a rift between parents and kids. It sucks and obvs a lot of parents don't know how to handle it, and every kid is their own world so not all approaches work...

So with Wendy's main thing being Growing Up it felt a natural choice. U could say that's more based on the ppl i've been/i'm close with.

Gwen's love for lolita fashion is bc I myself love lolita and have a couple dresses and skirts ( •̀ 3 •́ )✧ And the story of lolita fashion is one of defiance against being made into a "suitable" woman for a man. It's rebellion by saying "no, i will dress how i want, which is as a porcelain doll!". It's kinda the opposite of dressing revealing ALSO as rebellion, two sides of a coin if u will! Again it fits into the theme of Gwen reclaiming her narrative and how childish/mature she's allowed to be.

Design wise Gwen actually has an hourglass body with a bit of chub. But most of her outfits conceal the shape! Frills and extra layers, or using thicker fabrics and straight cuts. Her school vest is the latter! Since Gwen knows how to sew she also knows how to get the silouette she wants.

The two buns was also a way to sneak in the two stars in her design! One of her clips is larger than the other, if you look at it. I try to get the star motif on her in outfits bc, the way to Neverland and all that.

Her design with the nightrobe is meant to resemble adult wendy more, bc in the story that's when she stops playing along with Conrad and the rest.

But her actual pajamas underneath are still like org Wendy's dress. In a way how Gwendy really is? She's not as childish as she plays to be, but not as grown up as was expected of her. Somewhere in between, as most ppl are. I also wanted the pajamas to look comfy! Something you'd sleep in, so it's a onepiece.

Conrad's turn!

Ok so, the thing is I kinda have a complex abt being compared to others. And I made Conrad after Scarabia was announced, meaning we still didn't know what the remaining three dorms would be themed around. There was a chance one would be Peter Pan and if my work was compared to Yana's of all people I would actually sink into depression for like a full week.

So instead of Hook, Conrad is twisted from his hook. The metal itself. That is, the "essence" of Hook's infamy, what you first see. You know Captain Hook has a hook, but not his name or how he got the Neverland or anything. A surface understanding if you will.

Also Epel being the literal apple was so funny. After that I just stuck with the object theme.

That explains why he isn't quite like Hook, he is more so someone chasing the ideal, the story of Hook. You see Conrad and might think you know him because he wants you to think that, to not look beyond that surface. It's not a facade, but it's not the full story. So that's the why of his silver hair!

As for the rainbow shine, both him and Tink have rainbows in their palettes for a dreamy vibe.

So there's three topical pirate things: hook, eyepatch and a peg leg. I considered an artifcial leg, but I thought the eyepatch would fit more his theme of seeing beyond the surface. People question if he wears the eyepatch just out of fashion or if he's missing his eye, or hiding something. And he plays along it!

Canonically only Krok, Tink, his family and Leona during Halloween event have seen him without the eyepatch.

The three colors he always has in gems and feathers is basically- Dorm Color, dorm color accent and blue bc it's analog to green and so mingles well while making the magenta stand out more. :3

Conrad's dorm uniform plays a lot with shape. The too-big hat adds to his presence, the gems and feathers to his love for beautiful things, the long ruffles of his slevees add to his dramatic movements, his cravat goes in zig-zags like a wave instead of straight across, his coat slevees tighten at the elbow then become bell-shape, cut by the cuff which has a hook pattern. The coat itself works to accentuate Conrad's hourglass figure and exaggerate it, flaring past the waist.

You can tell I love his design a lot (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Tink's turn!

I'm running out of image space rip

Ok so you can see how he resembles Tinkerbell. Hair bangs are similar, but his hair is short to change it more. The green ahoges were me just messing around with highlights and being like "oh wait what if they were separate, like bug antennas bc haha fairy". Tho during early art they are more blue than green 💀

Aside that, since Tinkerbell has prominent hips I made Tink's coat a bit longer and flared so the silouette would be similar. His boots have the iconic pom poms, and since the darker side of the uniform didn't mesh well I decided to take off Tink's coat slevees, and add white pants to match. Slevees poofy like a pirates but without getting in the way, so 3/4 baggy ones that add more weight to his figure. The cravat couldn't be white then, so it was made lime green, and then turned transparent and glittery like a fairy's wings. The bottom layer of his coat has the same fabric to add cohesion, and simulate a dress even more.

The lighter palette also reminds of Tinkerbell's fairy light around her. The open back came later in to make sure he could use his wings comfortably.

The wings have a similar pattern to Tinkerbells, but colored rainbow, with the green being more prominent! Like his rainbow eyes, it's mean to signal Tink is a fairy but an unusual one. The white star shaped pupil was to add the idea of light, and again a nod to the Neverland star. I also had a crush on Tinkerbell as a kid and made Tink have the prettiest eyes yes.

Personality wise, Tinkerbell was mean. I know the movies retconned it, but I'm basing Tink on the org Tinkerbell, and her later character arcs in the book. I find the idea of Tinkerbell getting her heart broken by Peter, returning to the fairies and changing into a better person FAR better than having her suddenly be a sweetheart.

So that's Tink's arc! Except he reforms with pirates instead of fairies. He's midway there, trying to be better but failing often. It's.... a difficult path many of us have to take, so I wanted Tink to show a bit of that. He has good qualities, but it doesn't mean you have to excuse or look past his bad ones.

Him having dad hobbies and tastes was just bc carpentry is SUCH a dad thing + he's a tinker fairy, so he's older than he looks. I've said before Tink is androgynous, but in my canon most fairies are.

Krok turn!

Granted, he is the crocodile which means a lot of liberty design wise. So! His hair is green obvs, but I added a gradient to make it more dreamy, like the rainbows. To differentiate his green from Tink's, Krok leans more blue while Tink leans more yellow.

The ponytail is meant to remind of the tail, the glasses are due crocodiles' eyes, they can easily detect movement amidst a great distance, but details not so much. So seeing the tiny letters in the chalkboard, or human signs…. difficult, you know? His uniform is the basic one, with a relaxed vibe. The most dressed up parts, like his ponytail feathers and jewelry, you can see resemble Conrad's a little. After all the crocodile "chases" after him.

For his crocodile form, I tried to mix humanoid and crocodile as best as I could. As you can see I don't have the skills of a furry artist T v T

Krok as a crocodile is far, far bigger. His snout still has sharp "ripping" teeth instead of the "gripping" ones a crocodile should have though. This + his color palette + the fact he's half humanoid are subtle clues that he isn't just a crocodile. What the hell he is, no one knows, not even him. He's probably mixed with some other fantastical creatures from the Neverseas, but trying to pinpoint it would be hard.

Tick Tock only appears alone, despite there being a Crocodile's Creek in Neverland, so Krok's a loner. He doesn't speak, so Krok is someone of few words. He's playful but everyone is scared of him, but also with good reason. Just like with Krok!

Storywise, his chasing of Hook. OK SO-

I had several ideas. That Krok would hate Conrad, that he'd simply want to eat him, that he'd be in secret love with him.... It was hard to decide. I kinda did all and none. That is--- those are all theories from others. Even Conrad doesn't know 100%.

The reason he follows Conrad really is a mix of loneliness and that Conrad has affected him irreplaceably. Tick Tock ate the hand, right? But Krok has "part of Conrad" inside him, that is, Conrad was his first contact with humans and his first friend. The reason Krok isn't still completely feral. That now forms part of him. That is the reason he also treasures the pocketwatch that Conrad gave him, a small piece of the first treasure they found together. To him, it was the gift of a friend, tho Conrad at the time did it to "appease the beast".

That said, if Tick Tock represents time and Hook's fear in a land where no one grows up, Krok represents the wilder and unpreditacble side of the Neverseas, what keeps evolving as time goes on.

The way he overthinks and philosophises is also tied to that. Evolution! Krok is made of contradictions.

Generally!

Since Peter Pan is abt growing up, or refusing to do so, I went with that theme- more symbolic tho!

It's also in the way all of them have parental issues they have inherited, and that they have to choose to break free from. Some of these are based on my own experiences, and the research I've done on the topic.

With Conrad it's the abuse he suffered from his "father figure" and the anger he still feels over it, and how he bottles it up until it explodes. (Hook's bouts of murder towards Peter)

For Tink is the fact his mother never grew up, and so never could teach him. Tink is playing catch up with concepts like responsability, consequences, companionship and jealousy. (Tink trying to kill every girl looking at Peter)

Krok's case is that the one older crocodile, the only other of his kind around who he hoped would be a father figure, attacked him. And the closest he had to a mother was a fairy who played with him for a day and never returned, like an irresposible kid with a puppy. So he has trouble letting himself connect with anyone. (Tick Tock in the Pirate Fairy)

Gwen has the fact her parents were tired and overworked, and guess what Gwen has been most of her life! She was the mom, but her brothers were allowed other labels. The smart, the genius, or the creative, the soft heart one. But she was just the mom, the caretaker. (Gwen being told to grow up and even in Neverland being literally designed as the mom)

I also wanted Conrad to be the more grown up of the three. Someone in the final stages of recovery. Compared to Tink who is still combative and clingy, or Krok who still can't take the risk of asking for the companionship he yearns for, or Gwen who is starting this path. Conrad helps them all heal in different ways, mostly by being someone who both can understand them but also demands better of them. (Doesn't accept Tink's jealousy, wants Krok to be more honest abt intentions, and spoils Gwen)

So that's it!

☆☆☆ THIS WAS SO LONG RIP. TY IF YOU READ IT ALL AND TO ANON FOR ASKING!! ☆☆☆

As you can see I tend to put a lot of though in my main ocs (Even the ones I made as a joke like Bibi-Bee Movie and Shamus-ShreckwithHansomeSquidwardface)

#asks #anon #gwen #conrad #tink #krok

[exactlysizzlingdonut]

I. JJTS FINISHED WATCHING MONSTER AND HOLYYYYYYY FUCK

IM SO SAD THAT THIS IS THE END 🙁

SPOILERS!!

NO WAY JOHAN ESCAPED AGAIN BRO HE'S GONNA FUCK EVERYTHING UP 💀

ALSO TENMA IS SUCH A SWEETHEART WHAT THE HELL.. JOINING DOCTORS WITHOUT BORDERS HES A GEM I CANT BELIEVE THE LACK OF TENMA CONTENT AFTER ALL THE GOOD THINGS THAT HE HAS DONE FOR EVERYBODY IN THIS SERIES

ABSOLUTE GEM OF A MAN I CANT EVEN EXPRESS HOW I FEEL ABOUT JIM WITHOUT SOUNDING FERAL AND CRINGE CRONGE (potential verbal appreciation post? It’ll probs be rotting in my drafts HAHSHD)

Also can we talk about how pretty Nina’s voice is when she’s serious, it really reminds me of nausicaa’s voice WHIHC IS A WIN WIN!

Really wanted to find out their real names

ALSO WHEN ROBERTO WAS ADOLF REIN WHATEVER??? THINKJNG ABOIT HOW GRIMMER WAS TALKING ABT HIS BESTIE OMG I NEARLY CRIED BRO.

THAT ALSO LEFT ME WITH MY JAW DROPPED BECAUSE NAW WHAT THE HELL HOW DO U EXPECT ME TO CASUALLY REGISTER THAT INFORMATION WHEN YOU DROP SUCH A BIG BOMB ON ME. AT LEAST WARN ME 😀

Johan being a menace to society (in the worst way possible) never fails to make me giggle

Adding on, Roberto is a meme of a character cos just when you think everything is going okay, he makes an appearance and suddenly you know damn well everything is not going okay anymore

ALSO I DIDNT KNOW GRIMMER WAS GOING TO FUCKING DIE??? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT

FRANZ BONAPARTA BEING SUCH A SISSY,, GOING ON A MF TANGENT OF HOW HE FUCJED UP LIKE YEAH NO SHIT STFU

wim being so adorbs <33

EVA AND MARTIN BRO THEY HAD IT GOING;;;(;;(::-6;;) WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE

Eva redemption arc I mean queen was lowkey killing it throughout the series.. sometimes questionable but otherwise ily (but I HATED how she treated tenma 😒)

NINA GETTING THE BEST SCORES GO YOU QUEEN YOU DESERVE IT

What was Johan and Nina’s mum doing bro- did that favouritism play a role in this outrage.. guess we’ll never know!

OH NOT TO MENTION MONSTER SOUNDTRACK SLAPS SOOOO HARD. SKIPPING THE OPENINB FEELS LIKE A CRIME. FULLY LISTENED TO THE ENDING IN THE LAST EPSODE BC YK I WANT TO GO OUT PROPERLY AND DAMN IT’S RLLY NICE? BUT I DONT THINK I WOULDVE BEEN ABLE TO LISTEN TO IT AT THE END OF EACH EP BECAUSE MAN THESE CLIFF HANGERS AND HOOKS MAKE ME GO FERAL FOR THE NEXT EP

WHENEVER “THE SEEDS OF TIME” STARTED PLAYING IN A SCENE I WOULD GET SO EXCITED IT’S PROBABLY MY FAV OST RN. OMG AND “Present” IT’S SUCH A CUTE OST AARGRGEGSGESHSGDFFEDD

THIS AJIME IS SO GOOD HOW COME I BARELY SEE OR HEAR PPL TALKING ABT IT… ???DEFINITELY TOP 3 BRO MAYBE EVEN TOP 2 (idek what my anime ranking list looks like 👹)

LUNGE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ARC REAL?? When he said he’d buy a beer for grimmer n they can talk about this whole case 💔💔

Nah Lunge was mad funny, his only personality trait was hunting tenma down,, then half way through the series he goes “I’ve made a fatal mistake 😗” n reconsiders his life decisions. The audacity,, and I was loving it.

Milan bro 😢 AND TENMA TELLING THE KIDS TO STUDY HARD AND NOT GIVE UP?? I NEED A TENMA IN MY LIFE.

DIETER IS SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE OMLLL

okay after some reflection johan saying "which one didn't she need" or stmhn like that at the end BAFFLED me. it made me really sad too

oh yeah HAHAHAHA johan being an iconic cross dresser. you can't tell me he wasn't rocking that outfit when he was with suk... also when he dressed as young anna HIS FACE WAS SO FUNNY "welcome back! :D" bro is so devious HEGHAHSDG

just thhnking about that tenma push up scene it had me giggling and swinging my feet OGH LET;S NOT FORGET WHEN HE WAS LIKE "good girl" TO NINA .... that's the stuff i want to hear frfr

on a serious note though, he's such a good father figure. this man would make the best father ever.. i've seen multiple comments saying that even johan saw him as a father figure and LORD DOES THAT MAKE ME UPSET :(((((

that nameless monster book spoke facts at the end tho, johan is such a beautiful name no joke

his hair looks so fluffy too

HAHA no how about the scream he scrumpt i was lowkey embarrassed like johan you can scream sm better than that.

idk why but he's so fine when he drops the ground- both times in the library and in the rain. i swear it's the hair and his back

yk this anime reminds me of that one tiktok sounds with the garden song that says "no matter where you are, everyone is always connected". it's quite cool to think about it holistically, but in a sense it's also so surreal, and even scary. this masterpiece is an extreme reflection of our world imo, with many elements of truth and reality. anyways i'll leave this kind of stuff for another post (draft lol). but honestly though, i really liked this series. maybe since it's older, it has that sense of authenticity?? not invalidating other anime series but idk. i really enjoyed it.

RAHAHGSHJDHFGHJG LET'S STAY TOGETHER BEING TENMA'S FAVOURITE SONG OMG THIS IS KILLING ME HES SO my heart is aching sm..

im jus reading about tenma's childhood rn :')

WAIT THETRS;S SOMETHING CALLED ANOTHER MONSTER?/ IS THIS A SEQUEL OR SMTHN... well yk what time it is then!

#monster #monster anime #tenma kenzo #johan #WARNING #WORD VOMIT!!

[tuiyla]

You say that Santana’s season two arc was outstanding but are you completely happy with the lack of development she/Brittana got between Never Been Kissed and Sexy? For me as a Santana fan I never understood why they didn’t do more or anything to explore her sexuality in those episodes right before a big episode like Sexy even though there’s so much they could have done.

I'm sure you didn't mean it like that but lowkey love how accusatory this sounds lmao. I say it's outstanding (read in a Jane Lynch voice) but obviously, this is Glee 😂 So never gonna be perfect. But I get what you mean I'm just playing when I say this sounds accusatory.

I wouldn't say Santana and specifically, her sexual journey had no development between 2x06 and 2x15; I'd just say it was subtle. And not even in a "Glee is retroactively pretending it did something" kind of subtle, but actual clever writing subtle. I'm always reluctant to give them too much credit so I'll be cautious about calling these episodes and the subtle arc in them outstanding. Without making it sound pretentious and like I'm the only one who Gets It, actually, I'll say that most of my fascination with s2 Santana is down to my own interpretation. And these middle episodes are a very crucial part of that.

Now would be an excellent time to refer to part II of my Santana's comphet essay,

So anyway. In lieu of that, I did write about 2x08 Furt earlier today - I’ve heard that’s a good read uwu. It’s a subtle thing but I think subsequent episodes leading up to Sexy do build on it. Thinking about Silly Love Songs, an excellent Santana episode overall, it does feel like she’s getting desperate and struggling with relationships even if we don’t immediately clock it as relating to her sexuality. But what was her pursuing Sam about, because it sure as hell wasn’t about Sam. Consistently throughout season 2, even more so than in season 1, Santana is with men but demonstrates that she does not care for them. In parallel to this, we do know that she’s continuing to sleep with Brittany, who she does care about and doesn’t wanna talk about feelings with. It does come to head in Sexy, and though I don’t think we can call this lead-up particularly momentous, it also feels unfair to say it’s not there. Sexy is the big one, like you said, but it’s not like the signs aren’t there. I suppose we could have done with one more Brittana bedroom scene that confirms they are hooking up before Sexy does, but it’s implied and later stated anyway.

I'll also say that lack of progress for Brittana in those eps doesn't equal lack of development for Santana's own inner arc. I know you didn't say that, your phrasing just reminded me of an interesting element of the Brittana fandom and in fact pretty much every ship's fandom. To me, season 2 is about Santana trying to deal and she clearly can’t, which is why it makes sense that they don’t actually, “officially” get together this season. And why it makes more sense to have Santana’s arc in s2B from 2x11 until Sexy to be about men, or ostensibly about men but revealing more about herself than anything. Santana is only confronted with her feelings for Brittany and what they mean for her own identity in Sexy, that is the point, so to me it makes sense that she’d be in denial and actively cultivating a straight image up to that point. Cultivating it beyond, in fact, what with staying with Sam and then finding another beard in Karofsky.

I’m aware I might not be explaining this in the best way, again this is something I wanna go into excruciating detail about when I eventually write that season 2 comphet post. When I say Santana’s season 2 arc is outstanding, I do acknowledge that most of it is subtle (to the point of maybe only being my own delusion) but I think these small things add up because she did have stuff to do, shit to stir. Brittana have practically no development to speak of in these middle episodes, until Brittany puts her foot down in Sexy, but that doesn’t mean things aren’t going on internally for Santana. She’s freaking out. Particularly after Puck ceases to be an option for good, I think even she stops fooling herself about Sam and just goes after him specifically to spite Quinn, but not out of any illusion of being attracted to him. I think that’s exploring her sexuality, her total lack of actual heterosexual motivation. I guess that’s the power of Sexy to me. That we’ve been seeing Santana have all this power in all her sexual relationships but she never actually cared about the guys, so it dawns on us as it does on her what that means. In my interpretation, anyway.

Bottom line after all this is that they could have done something more flashy, I suppose. I’ll take more Santana any day, after all. But I do think Silly Love Songs in particular and everything that sets into motion is good development. Idk, I often struggle with gauging how good s2 actually is vs. how good I consider it to be because I dissect every moment. And I don't think audiences should put in as much as I do to get to the real meat of storytelling. But is what I put in even necessary? I'm well-aware that I go overboard with analysis, after all, lol. Much to ponder all around and these are the convos I'm fascinated to be having.

#glee asks #anon #like i know i don't actually go in depth with what that development is #i promise i do have a juicy section dedicated to this in that essay #that will eventually get written #and you know maybe i am being too generous with my interpretation and glee could have done more #i just think she's so neat i'm blinded to faults in the story #santana asks #santanalysis #santana's comphet

[vicsdeangelis]

how are you, really?

it's currently 7:30am as i'm writing this and i'm only gonna see my therapist next week, so feelings might change

how i'm doing now, though, is a mix of sad and mad at myself

you guys know why i'm sad, i don't have to explain that. i also said previously that i'm mad at myself for being so sad when i'm sure he's not feeling half of what i'm feeling. the thing i'm most mat at myself for, though, is the hope. i hate how i'm hoping that he's gonna show up at work someday for whatever reason (maybe to get the things that are still in his locker), and i'm gonna get to see him. i'm hate how i keep hoping that he's gonna be at my bus stop waiting for me after i leave work. i hate hoping that i'm gonna run into him in town. i fucking hate hope, this shit is poison and it kills you. i need someone to help me cut this shit down to its roots so i can actually begin to heal, because whatever it was that we had? it's done, and i know that, but fucking hope won't allow me to let go

i know i'm allowed to grief, but at least part of what i'm doing isn't grieving; it's making myself sad for no reason. i want to grief, i want to heal, and i want to let go so i can move on. and just like my boss acknowledging that we had something (even though she thinks we're dating when we're not, but i wasn't gonna correct her on a technicality, especially when i was there to lowkey be told off for my behavior lol) and telling me i'm allowed to grief helped me, i also need someone to tell me, genuinely, that it's done, he won't come back. i don't need maybes and what ifs, i need an it's over, you know?

i also feel like since it all happened so fast, i'm trying to speedrun this sadness so i can be okay-ish again, and i know that's not how it works, but i feel kinda pathetic being this depressed over someone who's probably already moved on. because it definitely meant more to me than him on the account of being my first. i'm not saying he didn't care, but i can't find it in me to believe i meant something more than a hook up, and that's fine. i just wish i was at that level too

it's been 0️⃣ days without crying

#ask

[munamania]

i’ve decided i’m homophobic. carry on with your days

(*potentially triggering discussion about ages in relationships in tags*)

#literally feel like that professor going ‘i think im gonna throW UP’ #abby talks #how tf do u date a whole child as a senior #how tf is it that u just cant be single for more than like 2 months at a time #how tf do u healithily get over someone you dated for 1.5 years and then NOT just hook up but get in an actual committed relationship #with once again might i stress a 15 YEAR OLD #we started dating at that age!!! #literally feel sick and i have to go to a gala #and i thought i was handling this fairly well and hienstly i think i am and this is a healthy response #but im also abt to cry andni have not cried over her in over a month #shes been so weird and clingy with me too #also lowkey the girl looks like i did sophomore year just less hashtag thicc #jkjk #so this might just be a terrible terrible rebound #which would explain why she was so defensive a bit ago when we fought and why she hasnt officially told me #anyway i want to puke shes moving so fast w this girl #and it was fast for them to get together anyway and now theyre gonna soend yhe holidays together and theyre kissing and whatever else #ok anyway im gonna go have a breakdown before this gala byeeeee

[violettelueur]

— ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + INUMAKI TOGE || TEXTING THEM THAT YOU ARE GETTING HIT ON

↳ featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + inumaki toge from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : swearing + grammar issues

↳ form : headcanons

↳ published : 08 april

↳ pronouns : non specified in headcanon

↳ request : My ask got eaten :( So I'm requesting again! Can I get megumi, yuuji, gojo, and inumaki reacting to their s/o texting them they're getting hit on? As in they're in a grocery store or mall but just away from each other? Thanks! Love you!

↳ barista’s notes : so...i decided to add a man and his cat in my wishlist on amazon, so thank you to the anon that told me about that manga and the other suggestions are on my reading list - i also ordered komi can’t communicate since my cousin told to me read it...so i am going to give it a go...by spending my money on volume one ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ but yeah, i am still thinking about going to central london to get more manga because i am an impatient barista (don’t worry, i am not breaking covid rules since everything will be open on the 12 april by government guldelines) moving on from that, i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee and please come again soon ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆

When you and Itadori go shopping together, he is the type to go somewhere randomly without telling you because he got distracted by the sweet section of the store.

So overall, you do lose your boyfriend from time to time because of his habit of his - it’s adorable because he has a cute smile on his face when you find him, but you do get a little annoyed when he does it.

So when he went on his own trip, you decided that it was the best time to do a little prank since you just needed him to come to you - also, you weren’t bothered to go find him.

So when you text him that you are getting hit on, Itadori will reply to you with an emoji like this 🤔 or a text saying “Eh? Where are you, babe?”

When you reply to him, he won’t text you back at all because, after one second of you texting him back, he is already behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin hooked on your shoulder - scaring you slightly.

Itadori will look around from side to side before asking you if you are okay because he thought he had missed the person before he came - which is lowkey impossible because this guy can run a while 10 laps in 3 minutes.

Like he would be like ʕ·ᴥ·　ʔ ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ ʕ　·ᴥ·ʔ - where is this bitch?

When you giggle and tell him that it’s a small prank, he will pout at you before calling you a ‘little meanie’ because you are - like why would you do that to your poor axolotl of a boyfriend? Like that is so mean Y/N…

Give him a few kisses on his face and he will 

Of course, after his little whining session, he will show you all the snacks he has picked up for your movie date and how he wanted to pick up more...before you decided to pull that little stunt on him.

So your wallet better be ready for the sweet treats he is going to purchase - sorcerers get paid a lot so….

It’s rare that you and Fushiguro ever get separated during a little grocery shopping trip since he seems like a well-organised person.

What I mean by that is that he will have a shopping list on his phone or one he wrote out before you guys went out - since he just wants the process to be easy and quick.

However, there are times when he does have to separate from you because he missed something from the list - he is perfect with some imperfections.

So during this lovely rare time of him disappearing, you being the wonderful person decided to do the little prank that you have been seeing on TikTok - because you know Fushiguro doesn’t have that app.

So after waiting a few minutes, you decided to message your boyfriend that you are getting hit on by some random stranger.

You know he is coming to find you when you just see the ‘read’ below your text message - he does reply to your message but there are times where you just see that annoying ‘read’

After a few more minutes, you notice a feeling of a hand on your lower back and Fushiguro next to you, who is giving a glare to the side of the aisle that you are in - the poor innocent customer that is a victim to it.

He will ask if you are okay in a softer tone (because you bring out that side of him) and when you tell him you were just playing a little prank on him...he will give you a fed-up look.

However, he would also hide his face in the crook of your neck because he is really shy about how he rushed over to you to make sure you are okay - only for you to play with him.

“Did Gojo put you up to this?”

Yeah, he is annoyed at you but he is happy that you are okay - just let him hold you if he wants to because he deserves to.

SO...when you and Gojo are grocery shopping together, he is the type that will drag you around everywhere, especially somewhere in the bakery section.

Just know there are also times when Gojo will go on a little detour on his own like Itadori - because you are adamant to get the food that you need.

However, what gets annoying is when Gojo gets hit on by other people in the store when you are in front of him - like hello?

So imagine when he isn’t around you…

In the case of that, you decided to have a little payback with him and let him know how it feels, now from his perspective.

When you inform him that you are getting hit on by someone, just know you don’t need to close your phone because he will text you immediately - like within a second.

“Excuse me 😀 send the location honey~”

So when you do tell him where you are located, he will run to where you are with something that he found in one section as a weapon - maybe like a large leek or a cucumber (yes, it does weird people out)

When he finds you and doesn’t see the ‘person’ that was flirting with you, he will immediately ask you for their location - with the little glasses tilt and everything.

When you told him that it was a lie, the seriousness in his face just drops and now he has a huge pout and goes all whiny with you like “honey~ whyyy would you do that to me? Do you know how much I was worried about some random creep talking to you, and you do this to your handsome husband?” - dude...you ain’t even married yet.

He will now cling on to you like a koala, whining how mean you are and how much he is hurt by your actions - so if you suffocate him with affection, he will slowly quickly forgive you.

First I need to point out, texting Inumaki is the most amazing thing on this Earth because he can say what he wants to say - memes, gifs and everything.

Going back to the headcanon, when you and Inumaki go grocery shopping together, it’s basically a little date and the most random visit to the store because you both got nothing planned - probably Maki forced you to go, so you can prepare the hotpot that everyone was planning for.

So when you both decided it was best to split up the ingredients on the shopping list and split up to get the job done quicker, that’s when you get the idea since it was the perfect opportunity.

When you are about done with your side of the shopping, you decided to put your little prank into action - and it’s perfect for you as a couple because you both probably have a prank war going on with each other.

So when you text him that you were getting hit on, Inumaki will send you a whole gif as a response... there is no question about it.

You will probably laugh at it before he comes running in from the side - he is also the type that will slide off to the side before coming back into view as he runs towards you.

“Tuna, tuna?” - I’m laughing as I am typing this.

He is also the type to grab your arms and shake you lightly when you don’t answer quick enough (for him) - he is just worried.

When you laugh and tell him that it’s just a prank, Inumaki will give you a little look - like it is a mix of surprised and just ʕ – ᴥ – ʔ

“Okaka!” - Inumaki will say this to you before crossing his arms in ‘anger’ because he was actually worried… as he embarrassed himself for you.

For him to forgive you, just collect some other ingredients to have tuna mayo onigiri for him - because a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach ;)

© violettelueur 2021 : written and published by violettelueur - do not steal or repost

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[drunkjaked]

the way jay has this natural dominant aura about him oh lord im on my KNEES for him like that vlog!?!? ive never been more attracted to a man in my life tbh. the way he made the restaurant reservation (especially as a shy introvert myself, having him order and making reservations? dream come true), the rolled up sleeves and his calm mature nature and and and now i can't stop thinking abt how he has this non sexual but also kind of sexual dominance in his day to day activites with you; walking on the sidewalk and he moves you gently to the inner part while he walks on the outer part, cutting your food for you when youre out having dinner by yourselves or with friends (he WILL smirk and look at you a type of way when he hears your friends questioning to their own bfs why don't they do that for them), guiding you somewhere with his hand situated on your lower back like the list goes on and on and on

jay also seems like the type of person to be clingy to his s/o so hand on your thigh or around your waist always and constantly pressing small kisses to any accessible place on you when he thinks no one is looking, having you sit on his thighs, casually wrapping an arm around your shoulder while the other hooks around your front so his hands connect (can confirm he has done that before on camera) or whispering into your ear whenever he wants to tell you something

this will obviously transcend into the bedroom (or any place he's taking you of course) especially if youre out and youre feeling to be bratty, one specific calm glare at you will have you shut up in mere seconds because he might be a person who takes jokes and jabs very well but he also has a limit. when he is in an extra dominant mood (lowkey always), he loves to order you around in a bored tone and loves when youre acting like a brat so he can break it out of you. will make you his own personal toy wearing a choker with his name on it with hickeys to complement it and make you beg for him to fuck you because he's been teasing and edging and ruining your resolve for what feels like hours. and hes SOOO mean about it too, "but baby, i thought you liked running that slutty mouth of yours? where'd all that bite go huh?"

if he wants you to look at him or kiss him or anything like that, he isn't afraid to grab you by your face, squishing your cheeks lightly, to turn your head and pull you into him while his other hand stays in his pant pocket. might press a little kiss on your puckered lips and look into your teary eyes with his own with a smirk of pride bc youve broken down into such a good girl for him crying bc you want his dick in you and blubbering how you wont ever be a brat again (he knows it's a baseless lie but he doesnt mind believing it for now). when jay does fuck you, he might take it a step further by absolutely ruining and cumming in or on you then bringing you to the point where youre just on the brink of your orgasm before he pulls out saying something like "bratty whores dont get to cum. you know this, dont you?" while he wipes your tears with faux concern and listens to your cries. he just knows how to the best brat tamer and coincidentally he knows you to be the best brat :) - 🗣

i have been thinking about this since you sent it you really need to take up a career in fic writing because this is literally perfect i feel so happy and lucky to know you oh my god.. JAY MAKING THE RESERVATION PLEASE I WAS SHAKING HE'S SO HOT AND HIM SAYING HIS FULL NAME AGH HIM .. he just sounded so sure of himself absolutely no hesitation (fellow shy introvert so yes i was squealing) and then him at the dinner table w the sleeves rolled up yeaaaaaah he knows he's handsome AND THE THOUGHT OF HIM CUTTING UP MY FOOD FOR ME AHHH THIS SUITS HIM SO WELL. clingy jay >>>>>

brat tamer jay AW MAN I COULD CRY THIS IS SO HOT JAY JUST ??? DIRTY TALKER FILTHY FILTHY MAN i am nothing but a hole for him

ps. i was gonna make a masterlist for my favourite hard thoughts and stuff that i've been sent and i wanted to make a separate masterlist for all of the asks u (and others) send because i think you're so awesome and such an amazing but obviously if u don't want me to do that then i won't so i just wanted to check w u first <3

#🗣 anon #saxophonist 💌🫀 #thinking.. in a hard way #about jay.. in a hard way