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Overwhelmed Pt 2

Soft!Dom!Eddie x Sensitive!Virgin!Fem!Reader

Description: your relationship with Eddie is fresh, but when you find out he will take care of you and make you feel safe, you feel like you can take the next step with him.

Part 2 of Overwhelmed. part 1 here

Warnings: NSFW, (minors DNI or I'll poke you with my pitchfork) Hella fluff, touch of angst, loads of smut, reader uses she/her pronouns, pet names (sweetheart, princess etc) slight panic attack/over stimulation, 1 use of y/n, f!fingering, m!handjob, slight spit play, p in v protected sex, loss of reader virginity.

A/N: ahhh this is so cute! it was hard to write but I hope it came out as good as it is in my head, really want it to stand up to the original fic. As usual I'm English so soz for any weird American stuff, I try! Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated.

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Sunlight streams into the room through the makeshift red curtains casting an orange glow. A yellow ray pierces the centre, a travelling shaft of light highlighting the swirling dust in the air. This sliver of sun appears to be your reason for waking, shining into your eyes.

Scrunching your face at the invading brightness, you take in your surroundings. Still in the messy, boyish bedroom, posters adorning every available wall space. Bed covers sprawled haphazardly over the both of you. You remain where you went to sleep, head on Eddie's chest, arm draped across him. You can feel the peaceful, up and down, gentle movement of his breathing. Both of his arms were wrapped around you tightly, as if he was afraid you'd flee in the dead of night.

His face looks so serene and untroubled. You trace the line of his jaw with your eyes, looking at his cheekbones, the slope of his nose, how his messy hair falls around his face, framing it. He looks like an angel.

Pressing kisses to his chest, on top of his tattoo, you feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Eddie's nose wrinkles adorably at your attention, and finally his eyes open.

"Mornin' beautiful." His voice was cracked, deep and groggy from sleep.

"Hey handsome." You smile up at him.

Kissing you on the forehead and grinning against you, he can't seem to help saying, "you stayed."

"You asked me to." You poke him teasingly.

"Well I'm glad you did' he said, pulling you in for an even tighter embrace.

"I can't stay much longer. If my parents get home and I'm not there they'll freak."

Eddie pouts, stroking your arm. "Can you stay long enough for me to make you breakfast?"

"Are you offering to cook for me Eddie Munson?" You stare at him incredulously.

"Does heating frozen waffles count?"

"Sounds great," you giggle, pulling him in for a kiss.

Pretty soon you were both sitting at the table, eating waffles and maple syrup. Eddie wearing sweats, you in your skirt and flannel shirt (and no underwear since he still refused to give them back.)

You had been worried that after last night something would change between you. Maybe he wouldn't like you as much, or it would be awkward. Seems like you were right; something had changed. You both couldn't stop stealing glances at each other and smiling. God, you were smiling so much your face hurt. Everything seemed natural, easy.

The front door flew open, startling you.

"Oh hey Wayne, this is y/n. My girlfriend." He beamed, clearly pleased as punch at being able to say that "Sweetheart, this my uncle Wayne."

"Oh," he said, "good morning miss, feel like I know you already, Eddie won't shut up about you."

You blush and hold out your hand. "Pleasure to meet you Mr Munson."

Wayne looks over your shoulder at Eddie "you could teach my nephew some manners." He grabs your hand. "Pleasure to meet you too." Giving you a firm hand shake.

"No, if y'all'd excuse me, imma take a shower and head to bed. Long night." And he heads off to the bathroom.

You turn to face Eddie. "So, been talking about me, huh?"

Eddie flushes, managing to say "well, what can I say? You're my dream girl."

"Who would have guessed? Eddie Munson is a cheese ball." You stand up, finished with your breakfast, and poke your tongue out at him.

Pulling you into his lap suddenly, you squeal. "Sweetheart, if I'm cheesy it's your fault." Pressing kisses to your neck.

You whimper, the unexpected attention sending shivers down your torso. "Eddie, fuck."

"That's never gonna get old." He smiles, stroking your back. "Let me grab a t shirt and I'll take you home." You smile back and kiss the tip of his nose.

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The next day at lunch, Eddie and the rest of Hellfire are already seated in the cafeteria when you enter.

"Hey boys" you smile, moving toward your usual spot. A chorus of 'heys' greets you. No different from any other day.

"Hey sweetheart." Eddie winks at you. He's not told them. You could tell by the maniacal grin on his face. He probably wants this to be dramatic. Of course he does, it's Eddie.

Well, here goes nothing.

Instead of sitting in your usual seat, next to Eddie, you flop down straight into his lap.

"Hey."

You kiss him, hard. Eddie's eyebrows raise as high as they can go, hands hovering in shock for a moment, before they come to rest at your waist. Your hands move into his hair as you deepen the kiss. You're pretty sure you can hear gasps around you, or something very much like it. It all sounds like it's underwater, unimportant. Breaking the kiss, you gaze at Eddie's face.

Eddie looks back at you with glassy eyes and chuckles. "Wasn't sure how you wanted to handle it."

"Oh you're mine. Everyone needs to know." You smirk at him, hand possessively held to his chest.

Finally breaking eye contact, you look at the other members of your party.

"Holy shit!" Mike's jaw drops.

"I fuckin' knew it" Gareth says to Jeff, pointing an accusing finger at you both. Jeff shakes his head in shock.

Dustin, on the other hand, just looks pleased. "About time" he grinned.

"How did you know?" You say to Dustin, puzzled. When your eyes flick back to Eddie he looks just as surprised as you.

"Duh, it's like Steve says, you can feel it. The electricity. It's like, super obvious."

Eddie smirks, "electricity, eh?" And runs his hand up the back of your t shirt, stroking softly at your skin. His other hand rubs up your thigh. You shiver, feeling his delicate touches send bolts of arousal through you, face flushing. Thinking of reprimanding him for being so forward at school, you turn your head to face him. His eyes are dark, smile almost villainous. You can't risk telling him off lest a wanton moan escape your lips, especially when he looks that hot.

Getting out of Eddie's lap, you pull him by the wrist out of the cafeteria, eliciting cat calls and wolf whistles from your friends. Yanking him outside, you pout at him.

"Eddie you can't do that to me at school."

"I'm sorry." He kisses your cheek, then your jaw, then your throat. "I missed you."

You laugh at that. "It's been like 24 hours!"

He keeps pressing kisses to your neck, hand stroking at your waist. "Actually," in between kisses, "its more like 30. Torture."

"Eddie, Jesus." Just the small amount of attention to your neck and side has your body buzzing with warmth.

Eddie pulls away, hands in the air.

"Sorry sorry sorry, you're just, you're perfect. You, do things to me. I just want to eat you up or something, I don't know." He laughs, hand stroking the back of his neck.

You smile shyly at him, "you already did."

Eddie's face turns pink, but he flashes a devilish grin all the same.

"Can I take you out? We could go grab some burgers on Friday or something? Maybe go back to mine afterwards?"

"That sounds real nice Eddie." You peck him on the cheek.

"So, ready to go back inside and face the hoard?"

"Sure." He takes your hand in his and you both walk back inside, lovesick smiles plastered on your faces.

********************

When Friday night rolls around, Eddie comes to yours to pick you up. When you open the door he's practically vibrating with excitement.

"Hey sweetheart!" He goes to kiss you full on the mouth; you turn your head so he only manages to graze your cheek with his lips. Looking confused, you nod your head over your shoulder. As if on cue, your mom pops her head out of the kitchen.

"Ah, this is must be Eddie, pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasures all mine Mrs y/l/n." He holds his arm out, and your mom shakes his hand.

"Ok, ok," you say, slinging your bag on your shoulder, "you met him, he's not an axe murderer, we're leaving now." And you push Eddie through the door.

"Ok bye sweetie have fun!"

You grab Eddie by the arm and pull him towards his van.

"Woah sweetheart no need to rip my arm out the socket!"

"There is unless you want to deal with my Dad."

"Oh ok shit lets move" and he sprints dramatically to his van. You shake your head and jog after him, your skirt flapping at your knees.

Once he starts driving, he only moves about 50 feet then stops.

"What are you-"

"Shhh" he whispers, putting his finger to your lips. Eyes darting around, he looks like a mad man.

"I think the coast is clear." Grabbing your face he kisses you full on the lips. It's sloppy and loud, a caricature of a kiss. You laugh into him, pulling away from his antics.

"You're an idiot Eddie."

"Yeah, and you like me." He says right back in a sing song voice. He sticks his tongue out at you then starts driving again. Eventually, you pull to a stop at a local diner.

"I hope this is okay, I mean its nothing fancy, but the food is-"

"It's great Eddie." Patting his hand, reassuring him.

Gesturing to your bag you ask, "can I leave this in the back?"

"Sure. Erm, why'd bring it if you don't need it?" Tilting his head toward you with the question.

"It's just my overnight bag."

Eddie's hands fly to his face and his eyes practically roll to the back of his head.

"Holy shit sweetheart you gonna stay?"

"Yeah, I mean, I thought that's what you meant when you said we'll go back to yours? I mean if it's okay, I already asked my mom."

"Let me think... Er, hell yeah?" Reaching to hold the back of your head he plants another kiss to your mouth. This time it's sensual, all soft lips and softer tongue. His other hand holds your jaw, stroking your chin with his thumb. A wave of silken pleasure glides through you as you moan into him, your hands grabbing onto his t shirt to anchor you to this realm. Without it you fear you could float away, lost in his kiss.

He pulls away whilst you stare at him glassy eyed, utterly smitten.

"So, back to mine yeah?" You giggle at his eagerness, sparking you out of your dreamlike state.

"Eddie, I think we need to at least eat something."

"Okay okay, you win let's go."

When you walk into the diner you fear you may already have a problem. There's a jukebox playing tinny music in the corner, plates are rattling, a couple are bickering at the counter, the lights are too bright. It's a lot to take in all at once. You feel your breath hitch, mild panic tensing your muscles.

Eddie moves you to a booth, which helps but not entirely. He's chatting, talking about what happened a couple of nights ago in the D&D campaign. Giving clipped answers in return, you try to calm and centre yourself but it doesn't seem to be working.

A glass breaks somewhere, the shattering noise making you flinch. Staring at Eddie with wide eyes, he frowns and strokes your hand. Without meaning to, you recoil at the touch.

"Are you ok? What's wrong?" He asks, concern coating his words thickly.

You want to say a hundred things, a thousand things. You want to tell him the lights are too bright and the noise is too much and you can't think clearly. That you can't focus on his touch when there's so much going on. You want to say you're not a freak for feeling like this even if you believe that you are. You want to tell him not to run away, not to leave you, because you do want him to touch you, it's just all too much.

Nothing of the sort can make it past the lump in your throat. Staring at him, eyes pleading for mercy, for understanding, all you struggle out is "I- I can't..."

Frustrated tears form in the creases of your eyes and you wipe them away angrily.

"Hey, woah don't cry sweetheart! What can I do? Do you want to leave?" He reaches over to touch you again but stops himself in time.

You nod pathetically, more tears forming.

You're ruining everything.

Eddie gets up and leads you out the diner, arms herding you, wanting to provide comfort but desperately attempting not to touch you.

He opens the door for you and you make your way into his van, feeling a little better now you're somewhere safe. Taking deep breaths, you try to calm down.

"Was it too much?" Eddie's voice is soft, quiet, as if he's afraid to break you with it. You can't risk looking at him, you'll cry again, so you simply nod.

"Are you still hungry?" Another nod.

"You know what you want?" This time you do turn to look at him, eyes a bit wild, trying to tell him telepathically that there's no way in hell your brain can make a decision right now.

Eddie understands.

"Tell you what sweetheart, their cheeseburgers are amazing, I'll get us some, and a milkshake. I'll be right back. You okay waiting here?"

Smiling weakly, you reach over and squeeze his hand. He squeezes right back, looking at you with the softest eyes.

While you wait for his return, you take your time looking around the inside of the van. You touch the pile of tapes he has, looking at them one by one. Fingers trail across the dashboard, moving a small amount of dust, feeling the bumpy surface beneath your fingertips. The smell helps. There's an ancient air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror but it must be dead, because all you can smell is cigarettes, weed and Eddie. The fragrance engulfs you, tells you you're safe. Grounds you.

Upon his return, he hands you the food and the biggest milkshake you think you've ever seen in your life.

"Jesus Eddie that's huge."

He looks over and sees you holding the milkshake.

"Impressive isn't it?" He smirks and winks at you. Blushing you turn away, trying not to think of what he's implying.

Eddie drives for around ten minutes or so, until he finds a dirt track hidden by trees. Reversing into it and stopping, he helps you out the front of the van and opens the back doors. After putting a musty blanket down for you both to sit on, you take a seat, food and milkshake between you.

You sit relatively quietly, though there's some hushed conversation between you. Staring out at the trees and the sunlight dappled through them, it's beautiful.

The burger is surprisingly good, though the fries are a little cold now. The milkshake is delicious, chocolate flavoured with milk and ice cream, and you share it between you.

You pass him the last of the milkshake.

"I cant have any more of that, I'll explode." He says.

"Just take it away from me, save me from myself."

He chuckles and takes it away, putting it in a bag with the rest of the trash.

"You feeling better now sweetheart?"

"Yeah, tons." Pausing for a second, you blurt out "I'm really sorry!"

"Hey, it's okay." He leans forward, and stops. "er, can I touch you now?"

You climb into his lap, arms around his neck.

"Okay I'll take that as a yes." He holds you close as you try and explain.

"It's just too much, I couldn't deal with it, and when that happens it's hard to speak. I'm awful at making decisions when I'm like that. I didn't want to ruin our date."

"Hey, nothings ruined." He strokes your back. "I think you improved it, this is nicer than some diner!" Kissing you on the forehead he says "thank you."

"For what?"

"Letting me take care of you."

You stare back into his calming eyes, still laced with concern. You've never wanted to say 'I love you' more than in this moment. Knowing it's too soon, and you don't want to frighten him away, you settle for planting a soft kiss to his lips.

********************

An hour later you're both in Eddie's room, listening to music, your legs draped over his. You're passing a joint back and forth, enjoying each other's company. He hasn't stopped touching you the entire time.

Eddie's stroking you, fingers whispering across your skin, tracing your bare leg, over and over. You feel peaceful, even though every movement was making you hum with desire.

"You really can't help it can you?" You smile kindly at Eddie.

"Help what sweetheart?"

"Touching me." Your smile growing wider.

"Oh I'm sorry, I suppose I can't-" he moves to shift position away from you, but you grab his hand.

"Please don't stop."

The smile that creeps across his face is simply diabolical.

His hands make their way back to your thighs, stroking gently, higher and higher. Your skirt gets bunched up almost to your waist as he continues to move up your leg.

You wiggle in place, carnal desire building up in you. Surely he could feel the heat that was pouring from between your thighs?

Eddie gets up and kneels between your legs. You look at him, biting your lip, unable to stop the feeling of nerves and excitement bubbling in your stomach. He strokes your knees, head tilted to the side.

"You okay princess?"

You flush, nodding at him.

"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to rush you-"

You look him in the eye and pull your tank top over your head. Laying there in front of him, skirt hiked up displaying your black panties, matching bra barely covering your breasts. You unbutton your skirt, slip it off and toss it to the floor.

"Holy hell." Eddie stares at you for a while, hands compulsively stroking your knee.

Eddie slowly pulls his t shirt over his head. You'd seen him shirtless, less than a week ago, but this seems different. Serious. His lithe, pale body, such a stark contrast to his tattoos, was kneeling right before you. Bare chested apart from his guitar pick necklace.

"You're really hot." The words come unbidden, spill words falling from your mouth.

Eddie laughs "you're kidding right? Have you seen you? You're fucking perfect sweetheart."

He leans over you and kisses you on the lips, so so softly. His lips are velvety smooth, crushing into yours. You both open your mouths to each other. Tongues pressing heat into each other, your bodies mimicking that action, skin rushing against skin.

Eddie's hand moves to palm your breast over your bra and you gasp loudly at the sensation. You can feel him smiling into the kiss when he pulls the cup of your bra down and runs his finger across your nipple.

You flounder, moving your hand shakily behind you to unclip your bra, letting it fall.

Eddie's face is glowing, blush reaching the tips of his ears. He bends down and takes your nipple into his mouth, running his tongue around in circles. He releases your nipple with a wet noise.

"Oh God, Eddie."

Smug smile spreading across his face, he takes your nipple back into his mouth and sucks, teasing the other in his rough fingertips. The feeling makes you moan audibly. There's a heavy, tight feeling of arousal sitting deep in your chest. You want to touch him. You need to touch him. There's no way you can show him how good he makes you feel but you damn well want to try.

"Eddie." Hands shakily drifting to his belt, "can I? Touch you?"

"Holy shit yes please." You giggle as he lays down next to you, fumbling with his belt. He pulls his jeans and boxers off in one go erratically, flinging them across the room.

Fucking hell.

You're staring, you can't help it. Never having seen one in real life, it's kind of intimidating. It almost looks painful, rock hard and throbbing, nearing purple at the tip.

You scoot right next to him, bare skin touching, laying on your side, fingers ghosting down Eddie's chest, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

What if he doesn't like it? What if it's obvious I don't know what I'm doing?

"Sweetheart you good?" He holds your nerve stricken hand in his, stilling your movements.

"Yeah, I mean, I've never, done this before" you mumble shyly into his chest.

"Hey, don't worry about it," he kisses you on the forehead, cupping your hand in his and brings it down, down, over the course hair on his lower stomach and onto his pulsing cock.

Eddie hisses as his guides your hand into a fist, moving it gently up and down. The skin is so soft, warm silk, moving with your hand against his hardness. You stroke him tentatively, getting used to the thought of it in your hands.

He moves your hand away and you pout for a second thinking you did something wrong, until he brings it up to his mouth and licks a long, wet stripe with his tongue over your palm and fingers. Your thighs clench, the lewd gesture taking your breath away. You look up at him and he is grinning wickedly. He holds your own hand out to you.

"Spit."

You raise your eyebrows but do as he asks. When it lands in your hand you look at him to see if that was alright, but judging by his face it was more than okay. Eddie's eyes are hooded, biting his bottom lip, cheeks flushed.

He brings your hand back down to his hard member and you form a fist, beginning to move it up and down, slick spit letting you glide easily over him.

"Fuck, baby just like that."

Spurred on by his words, you grip a little tighter, move a little faster. Eddie makes the prettiest sounds, moaning, bucking into your hand.

"Shit that's, that's really good, fuck."

His other arm is around you, hand snaking into the back of your underwear to cup your ass. You keep fisting him, looking at the way your hand bounces up and down his dick, watching pre cum dribble out the top and onto your fingers. You're drenched in your own spit and his, droplets are flicking onto his lower stomach.

"Baby, you're gonna, Jesus, you have to stop, you're gonna make me cum."

You speed up at that, turning your head to look at his face. He's so gorgeous like this, red faced and desperate.

"Please Eddie I want you to, please, I want to make you cum."

Your arm burning with exertion, you squeeze his length and fuck him with your hand, faster, squeezing your thighs together, impossibly turned on by him crumbling to your touch. Suddenly you can feel him twitching, dick incredibly hard. He's grabbing your ass firmly with his hand; you watch as his abs contract and he releases over his stomach with a high pitched moan, nearly convulsing.

"Jesus H. Christ. Princess, that was. Fuck."

Eddie's panting, longing to catch his breath. He presses wet kisses into your forehead.

"I take it that was good then?" You ask coyly.

Eddie hums in response.

"Could you, er, help me out princess?" Gesturing to the mess you helped to make on his stomach.

You look around, finding a box of tissues and handing it to him. The second he's cleaned up he grabs you by the ankles and pulls you bodily towards him making you squeal in surprise.

"Your turn." Then he's assaulting your neck with kisses. You giggle, until he slows down, actions becoming less comical, more loving. His teeth graze your neck and the sudden feeling makes you moan, sending a shiver down your side.

His mouths descends to your chest, taking your nipple in your mouth whilst his hands find their way to your underwear, stroking your clothed clit. You cry out at the dual sensation.

He pings the hem of your panties against your skin lightly. "Can I take these off?"

"Yeah," you manage to say, voice smaller than you meant it to be.

He slowly peels them down your legs and off. Sitting back on his knees between your legs he runs rough hands over the tops of your thighs, causing you to quiver.

Bending down, he presses kisses to the insides of your thighs, sprinkling slivers of sensation over you. Whining, your back arches, the light kisses stirring your stomach. You can feel Eddie's breath on your clit.

"Hey sweetheart, you miss me? I missed you."

"Eddie are you seriously taking to-"

Eddie interrupts you, "darling I'm tryin' to have a conversation here."

"Eddie!" You look down at him, laughing at his bare faced cheek.

He smiles and licks a long, languid stripe up the length of your pussy, never breaking eye contact. The noise you make is barely human. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks softly.

"Fucking Hell, Eddie!"

You moan at the contact, it sends volts through your core. He pushes a finger deep into your cunt. It's like nothing you'd felt before; you'd pleasured yourself by your own hands before but it felt nothing like this. His movements were so sure, his finger so thick. He slipped another finger in and curled them and you swore you were about to black out. It was just so intense. You felt your cunt clench around him.

"Eddie, oh my God."

"Shit baby you gonna cum? Please, cum for me."

A low, throaty moan breaks from your mouth as you feel your orgasm being yanked from you, pulled by his fingertips. The feeling keeps coming, waves upon waves of pleasure. He's pulling everything you have from you until your quivering and writhing beneath him begging him to stop.

You're sure you must have fainted, because the next thing you know Eddie's hovering over you, peppering delicate kisses to your cheeks, lips, forehead, nose.

"Hey." You smile shyly at him.

"She's back! You okay baby?"

"Hmmm I'll say." You pull him close so he falls on top of you, kissing him full on the lips, tongue exploring.

Both your naked bodies are pressed tight against each other, you feel the heat radiating off of him. His firm member, already hard again, was pressing against your heat. Stroking his back with your palm you pull him closer, closer, wanting to feel nothing but Eddie.

He breaks the kiss, nudging his nose with yours, his hair tickling your face.

'Sweetheart, do you... are you ready?"

It doesn't take a genius to work out what he's asking. Honestly, you were ready. You had been ready ever since those deep brown eyes had sought yours.

"I'm ready. I want you Eddie." You share another long, lazy kiss. He grins at you, flashing that brilliant smile. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes at the sheer joy on his face, mirroring the joy in your heart.

Eddie gets up to reach his bedside table and grabs a rubber, pulling it from its packet and rolling it down his length. He strokes himself a couple of times, hissing at the touch, and turns back to face you, climbing between your open legs.

Biting your lip, you look at him. Pale skin glowing in the light, firm beautiful body glistening, a slight sheen of sweat to his skin. His hair looks wilder than normal, face breaking out in an incessant grin. He looks like an angel. He looks like a demon. He was either your saviour, or your damnation. You didn't care, you wanted him, only him.

He pushes his hardened cock against your pussy; it grazes your clit making you groan.

"Sweetheart, if it's too much, just tell me and I'll stop, okay?"

His hand strokes your jaw as you stare into his eyes, lost in them.

"I'm ready, Eddie please-" the rest of your sentence turns into a cry of pain and pleasure. Eddie pushes his full length into you, stretching you. The pain is sharp to begin with, but it quickly dulls. He lays fully on top of you and you wrap your arms and legs around him tightly. Throbbing pulse between your legs, your heat reminding you of the burning desire there, that he's caused. You move your hand into his hair, the other planting firm strokes over the expanse of his bare back. The skin to skin contact is incredible, it's decadent; nothing you've ever felt before.

Eddie lifts his head enough so his forehead is touching yours; burning eyes meet. You stare, transfixed by his gaze, when he starts slowly pumping in and out of you.

Your forms are twisting together until you don't know where you end and he begins. He picks up his idle pace, hand running down your side to weave between your back and the mattress, the other holding your shoulder in a tight grip. You swear you can feel every bump and vein on his impressive length, every drag of his cock sending a ripple of yearning through your nerves.

You push against him, hips rolling to meet his thrusts. Moans are streaming out of your mouth, like a dam had burst and there was nothing to stop them any more. You had no filter, there was only this incredible fullness, this feeling of Eddie in every pore of your skin.

Locking lips with yours, Eddie pushes into you harder, you both moan wantonly into each other mouths, passion unconfined, chasing ecstasy. You break away, wanting to tell him he's making you cum but all that comes out is a broken near scream of his name. The feeling is immense, all encompassing, like Eddie's arms around you. It ebbs and flows through you; tingling warmth flowing out of your core, rivulets of pleasure wash over your skin as the throb of your own heartbeat takes over your contracting heat.

Eddie whimpers, high pitched and long, thrusts stammering until he releases.

You kiss, and kiss, and kiss again. You don't know who started giggling first, but pretty soon you are both laughing, the joy of the moment spilling out. He leans up on his elbow, free hand coming to cradle yours.

"You okay sweetheart?" Kissing the tip of your nose.

"Yeah, that was, wow." You squeeze his hand.

Nerves suddenly take over you. "Was that, okay for you?"

Eddie's grin lights up his whole face.

"Princess, that was probably the best thing that's ever happened to me."

When he pulls out you whine, over stimulated. When he's pulling the condom off and tying it you grab the comforter and wiggle under it.

Eddie joins you, arms and legs tangling, your face pressed to his chest.

"You wanna smoke sweetheart?"

"In a bit. I just want you."

"Give me twenty minutes and you can have round two."

Laughing at him you push him playfully.

"Eddie we've got all night." Grinning into his chest, being held in his arms, it was the most loved you think you've ever felt.

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tsukino-hikari · 6 months

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Uppermoon Headcannons - Their Weak Points to Their Darling

This is my first actual post that I personally wrote so... Pls don't judge

Warnings: 18+ Content (mentioned), Swearing

Muzan

I'm sorry but I cannot say he isn't hot

So this guy is very possessive and I swear do not mess with him unless you want to lose the ability to walk for weeks to come

BUT even the mighty Muzan Kibutsuji has his weak spots

For instance, when you play with his hair after an absolutely fucked-up week I tell you he will enjoy it

Or when you just... do as he says without complaining and all that shit and he will slightly appreciate it

He would be softer to you than to others but don't get your hopes up... He shall punish you very badly if you misbehave (which is what you do all the time lol)

Since you're his precious doll he will not kill you (fortunately) and will leave bites and hickeys all over you

I swear don't reject them, you'll regret it

For all those Muzan lovers out there I have one thing to tell you: If you behave you shall be blessed with the ability to stay alive in his presence

I swear to God this man is easy to enrage

So be careful, kay?

Kokushibo

My fav Boyyyy

First things first: he is an elegant gentleman that will not hurt his darling without reason (like Muzan)

So you can be more playful with him :)

He makes the best food ever and please reassure him that you love him because my guy is insecure

He will melt even if you give him the smallest of things, such as holding his hand, hugging his waist (I'm sorry but he is TALL), and small kisses on his face

He can get possessive, but only when he feels that being so is necessary to get you to stap with your bullshit

Overall he is a nice guy once you get to know him and I am not lying when I say he is a good cushion to snuggle in

PS he will punish you for your stupidities but will take good care of you afterwards

(Because he doesn't want to lose you, obviously)

@koku-shibou

Douma

Y'all know who this is?

This is the most sadistic person you shall ever encounter in your life

Change my mind

Anyways his soft spots would probably be your aggressiveness, because so far everyone worships him and he doesn't get that often from a human

He finds it cute, how you’re trying so hard to reject him but epically failing

Will tease you till you lose your mind

Will punish you if for no reason because he is a bitch

Sugar Daddy

For all the girls out there that simp him, y’all better be sex-resistant

Cause otherwise you will never be able to leave the bed ever again

Akaza

Lol he looks like he’s proposing

If you’re a girl, prepare for his protectiveness to go from zero to a million

If you’re a guy, prepare for a nice but aggressive guy

Imma go with the female half first because I’m a girl

So basically he will give you literally everything you want without spoiling you one bit

Bento? Ya got bento

Rice balls? You don’t need to ask twice

He is probably the safest boyfriend for girls because you’ll never have to fear him

For guys? Not so safe anymore are we

All I have to say to the male Akaza lovers is that you have to be strong

Cause otherwise you’re gonna get hacked to bits

Hantengu

This guy, your boyfriend?

I honestly do not see this as okay, since he’ll be scared even if you’re within two meters from him

But I guess he can use some love…

Weak spots for you? Everything

I seriously don’t have much to say to this…

Sekido

Possessive man

He’s very hot though

He’ll calm down if you behave and do as he says

Don’t be an idiot unless you wanna get zapped

He has a chill side, don’t worry

As long as you’re alone, he’ll be nice

Just make sure the others aren’t going to barge in on one of your kissing sessions, it really pisses him off

Karaku

He is pleasure itself

He doesn’t have weak points to you cause… you know

Maybe he’ll be chill and less cheery with you sometimes

I do not think that he has weak points

I mean, do we need him to have some? I don’t think so…

Urogi

Literally same as Karaku

Doesn’t need weak points to be better

He already heaven

Just watch out for his claws

Aizetsu

Cute boy will be happy with you

His weak points? You

His soft spot? You

His body pillow? You

He is the babysitter supreme

If you want him to stay good though, you gotta reassure him that you’ll always love him

Because like Kokushibo he is insecure

So be nice, Kay?

Zohakuten

My fav clone!!

As we all know, he is possessive and aggressive like he always was

Dirty mouth

But with you? Perhaps a bit softer

He will stroke your hair with you straddled in his lap

His look would soften if you look at him with your cute, curious eyes

Smile at him, he’ll feel less hatred

If someone interrupts you, they dead by next morning

Overall he’s gonna take care of you slightly roughly, but he’s nice

Gyokko

I don’t like him

Narcissist

So I’m gonna leave him

Gyutaro

He would be much softer with you than with anyone else in this wretched world

Except for Daki

His weak spot? Your kindness

You’re so sweet and kind to him every time you smile at him his brain just goes *malfunction*

If you sing “Scars to Your Beautiful” to him he will cry

Happily, of course

He loves you and will always hold on to you no matter what

You are his ray of sunshine, no way he’s letting you go

Will turn you into a demon because he wants you by his side forever

You’re not seeing any other man

Ever again

Daki

Just No

Like HAIL NAH

In short, her weak spots count: zero

Kaigaku

I think he will sing that song Bowser sang

He is sweet

Yes he is do not reject

So y’all know how he’s an asshole to literally everyone? He won’t be to you

He likes going to peach trees with you and just sitting there and eating peaches is very precious to him

Likes it when you sing

Will not let you out of his sight

He is possessive because he is an asshole

But the good way

Get him some peaches and he’ll be happy

You can mess with him all you want, the most he’s gonna do is fuck you nicely

Hehe

I fell off the topic so bad I now hate myself…

I hope y’all enjoyed it!!

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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@kingarthurmorgantheoutlaw : Hope your doing well cutie! 😉❤ I'm sure your probably getting a bit tired of a lot of RE8 requests as of lately, so Imma go against the grain and spice it up a little with something different for ya! I've been thinking of Esme Cullen from Twilight with a gn! S/O who plays 'The Sims 4', but is just a casual Simmer. However they are mainly into building/designing houses instead of what others normally do when playing the Sims. And since Esme is an actual architect herself- maybe S/O wants Esme to judge their "hard work" of the houses S/O had built in the game. (Plus it's cute bonding time with Esme and her S/O!!!!❤❤❤❤)

I’m doing alright, gorgeous ;) I’ll never get tired of RE8, but I have been a bit lovesick over the Twilight women recently (Esme and Rosalie mostly). I made Esme the motherly girlfriend and as always Y/N is stupid. Let’s get into it!

You had gotten your copy of the Sims 4 and were so excited to play it.

You and Emmet had just finished a brutal brawl in Madden and you needed something to unwind with.

The sounds of you two yelling at each other soon faded and the Cullen house was calm once again.

Jasper finally felt safe enough to come out of his room now that emotions weren’t running high.

You settled yourself on the couch and dedicated the next few hours to designing and building. It was relaxing and Rosalie came in to watch you play for a while. She casually offered suggestions and you actually got her to laugh by making an avatar of her.

By the time you were finished, you had created a cute little neighborhood in the game. You were very happy with the work, but… You felt like you needed an artistic eye to judge how you did. You suddenly realized you were dating the most talented interior designer ever and shot up off the couch to go find Esme.

“Esme! Esme! I gotta show you something!” You said barreling towards the kitchen.

Esme had been running errands all day and now she was cooking you dinner. She was planning on testing out a new recipe, and since you were the only human in the house, you got the job of taste tester by default.

As you turned the corner, you tripped and crashed into a counter due to your clumsiness.

Esme gasped and was at your side in an instant. She pulled you up and dusted you off. She finally gave you a once over to make sure you weren’t hurt, and then she (Very nicely) scolded you for running.

“Y/N, this is why we don’t run in the house. You know the rules, my love.” She said and kissed your forehead.

You offered a sheepish smile and Esme pinched your cheek. She made her way back to her cutting board to continue making the food.

“Now, what was it you wanted to say, darling?” She asked and finished adding her ingredients.

“You’re an interior designer but you’re also an architect, right?” You asked.

“Wow, your listening skills have gotten better, my love.” She jokes and grins at you.

You flush at her teasing, but continue on. “I need you to judge my work!” You told her.

Esme raises a confused eyebrow. “Work? Did you make a model of something?” She asks.

You laugh. “Yeah, kinda!” You tell her.

Esme smiles at you. “I’d love to, darling. But you need to eat first. You’ve been out of sight all day and I’m guessing you didn’t have any breakfast or lunch.” She says knowingly.

You pout. “But!-”

“No buts, Y/N. The food is almost ready.” She tells you. “Go sit at the table and I’ll bring you a plate.” She says.

You grunt. Why couldn’t Esme be less attentive? Why did you have to have such an amazing girlfriend who took excellent care of you, kept you out of trouble, and loved you unconditionally… Damn it. Never mind. She was perfect for you.

You sit down and Esme comes over with a delicious looking plate of food.

“This is chicken paprikash, Y/N. It’s a Hungarian dish.” She tells you and kisses your cheek after she puts the plate down.

You chuckle. “Well, it’s definitely making me Hungary! Haha, get it?”

Even though the joke wasn’t particularly funny, your cute face makes her giggle. “Yes, Y/N. That was very good.” Esme praises. “Now, what do you think?” She says and hands you a fork.

You take a bite and immediately melt. “Holy shit, that’s good.” You say as your eyes almost roll back into your head.

Esme clucks her tongue, disapprovingly. “Y/N, language.” She tells you and sits down across from you. She doesn’t like cursing, but she is also flattered you like it.

You laugh and apologize before you quickly wolf down the food. “Ahh, that really hit the spot, babe. Thanks.” You tell her and wipe your mouth before going over and giving her a kiss.

“I’m so glad, baby.” She beams, proud of her cooking.

You stretch before remembering what you wanted to show her. “Oh! You’ve gotta come see what I did! Come on!” You say excitedly.

“Well, lead the way, darling.” She says and offers her hand for you to take.

You grab Esme’s hand and guide her to the living room where the Sims 4 is still on.

You pick up the controller and gesture for her to sit.

Esme is confused that you are showing her a video game.

“I thought you said you made something, dear.” She says.

You exit the pause menu and sit next to her, letting her lean her head on your shoulder. “I did! Check it out!” You say and point to the little neighborhood.

Esme looks at the screen and chuckles. “Oh, now I see.” She says.

“I need your skills, Esme! Did I do a good job on the construction? This house has an open floor plan. Rosalie told me that’s what it’s called.” You say.

Esme nods her head. “Rosalie is right.” She agrees. “This is lovely! Look at all of the natural light you’ve got coming in.” She says and points to the windows.

You feel so validated. “You really like it?” You ask.

“I do, baby.” She says, fighting the urge to coo at how adorable you are. “Very good work.” She tells you and leans up to kiss your cheek.

“So, any suggestions?” You ask.

“Well, there are certain areas that need to be brought up to code.” Esme says, thinking.

You quirk an eyebrow. “Up to code? What’s that?” You ask.

Esme goes into a long explanation of building codes, and infractions, and violations… Your head is spinning not too long after she starts.

Esme sees the lost look in your eyes and chuckles. “It might be better if I just show you.” She says, reaching for the controller.

You watch in wonder as Esme is somehow able to figure out how to use the controller (To your knowledge, you’ve never seen her play or talk about video games before). She adds a few details that make the house look even better.

“Wow…” You say, admiring her handiwork. “This is great, but I’ve gotta say, it was pretty hot watching you game, babe.” You tell her and press kisses along her cool neck.

Esme lets out a stuttering breath at the affection and turns to you with a lustful look in her eyes. “It’s kind of getting me riled up, Y/N…” She pretty much purrs.

You immediately scoop Esme up and carry her to your bedroom, making her squeal and giggle in excitement.

Meanwhile, Jasper and Edward, who happened to be walking by just then, share a blank look at each other.

“I didn’t need to hear any of that.” Jasper says quietly.

“At least you didn’t hear what they were thinking.” Edward says, grimacing and shaking his head.

Masterlist

#twilight #twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #the twilight saga #twilight fic #twilight renaissance #esme cullen #esme cullen x reader #the sims 4 #rosalie hale #edward cullen #emmet cullen #jasper hale #y/n is stupid

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winterwump · 11 months

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🧼Hygiene Headcanons for Taejon🧼

Author's Note: Given what we’ve seen so far of his habits, it's safe to say that Taejin don't play bout his hygiene and his looks. And I’m fucking here for it bc I love him and I wanna sit on his face🤤. ANYWAYS, I said in my previous post that I had a lot to say about Taejin’s personal hygiene so here it is. Here’s the stuffs. I’m already obsessed with this man ughhhh.

I wouldn’t say that he’s self-conscious about his body odor per se, I would call it a kind of hyper-awareness of it.

And because he’s aware of how he smells throughout the day, Taejin goes the extra mile to smell good.

Like he has a signature cologne and everything. I would give him the scent of Baccarat Rouge 540. It's a bold and woodsy kind of scent with hints of citrusy sweetness. (Imma eat him rahhh)

He always carries a little bottle in his suit pocket (when he chooses to wear a suit that is) and goes for quick scent touch-ups throughout the day. Like a few sprits on his wrists and neck.

Because his signature scent is so strong, Taejin doesn't go all out with his body wash surprisingly. He likes to keep it simple with light scents that won’t clash with his cologne.

Oh, and you best believe that he uses the body cream of the same scent, though he uses it sparingly because he doesn’t want the scent to be too powerful.

When he’s not using his special body cream, he’ll instead use imported cocoa butter.

Since he’s a smoker, I think he might get into teeth whitening. To save on time tho, he’d get one of those expensive home kits and just sits around his place with the light thingy in his mouth.

He doesn’t really seem like the type to care too much about freshly starched laundry, but maybe he’s just used to his suits being ironed and pressed because Yisu seems to take care of that. (Heh boyfriends)

Taejin, like most people tbh, hates having hangnails or getting accidentally scratched. So to combat this on his end, he keeps his nails blunt and clean (or as clean as you can have them when you’re a fighter I guess)

I just had to get this post out while I have some free time. This was really fun to do, and I hope you guys like thisss. My inbox is in fact open so feel free to drop something in there🤩. BYE!

#wumpuswrites #lookism #fandom #lookism headcanons #webtoon lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #taejin cheon #lookism taejin cheon #taejin #Taejin Cheon lookism #lookism fanfiction #lookism fic #lookism fanfic #lookism fandom

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Okay, before we end the PJO tv show, I’m gonna watch the shitty movie. I’ve reread the book, chapter by chapter, before each episode to compare it for myself. But let’s watch the movie to compare to the show AND book cuz why the eff not?

And since Percy is played by a 21 year old, I will also be drinking during this movie cuz BLEH!

20th Century Fox…you sure did last longer than 1999. For better and worse. And now Disney owns you and you’re nothing but a memory…a little more booze will fix that.

Chris Columbus, because everyone loved the first 2 Harry Potter movies. Well, they loved how good of adaptations they were as well as the Dumbledore actor.

Giant Poseidon rises out of the water…struggling to walk through water like he’s a human. AND A HUMAN SEES HIM AND HE’S JUST LIKE “sup” LIKE….THAT HAD BETTER BE A RANDOM TSUNAMI HE’S FUCKING SEEING! AND THEN POSEIDON JUST WATER MORPHS INTO A REGULAR GUY?! WHY ARE YOU NOW A REGULAR GUY?! WHY NOT JUST START AS A REGULAR GUY? Why be massive at all? Just, why?

You know, Sean Bean probably wishes he DID die in this movie so he’d never have to reprise. But, only the main 4 actually reprised so, you know, whatever. The franchise flopped enough to count as a death.

EXPSITION! TALKING! WALKING! BORING!

Also, this implies that Luke LITERALLY JUST TOOK IT! Like, days/hours ago and Zeus is already like “guess imma just kill a kid and cause WWIII in 2 weeks.” Like, Zeus has no chill, but he’s king of the gods for a reason. Those shits are PETTY! And do ALL KINDS of stuff that could’ve resulted in dozens of power plays/wars/other shitty things happen to the gods or mortals, but they didn’t cuz Zeus…actually knows how to rule. He just doesn’t know how to keep it in his pants. That’s a separate issue.

Such intense. Very dramatique standing. Much wow.

Honestly, even though this is a weird opening, it is a very good opening. Percy just…chilling in his element. Like, yeah, 7 minutes for a high schooler to just hold his breath is bad cuz 6 minutes and you start losing brain cells and teenagers don’t have cells to lose cuz they lost half of them to puberty and spend the next 10-15 years wrestling them back from their hormones and self-worth issues. But still, it’s a nice score after that intensely nothing scene, very calm and soothing, makes the “who could Percy’s dad” question feel very stupid but the movie isn’t trying to make you think, so you can just…be for that underwater scene. It’s nice. But unfortunately we don’t drown and the movie keeps going.

Although, with Rick adding that Percy does have a fear of drowning in later books, that does make this scene…terrifying. Is Percy trying to drown himself?

“It’s like high school without the musical” so…high school. Also, hey, an appropriately 2008 reference cuz these books can’t stop making references. Seriously, Rick, you can stop making references that date the books. You do a yearly reference per book but sometimes it’s multiple books per year. THAT’S NOT HOW DATES WORK.

Mrs. Dodds is teaching English cuz…Shakespeare is harder than high school trig? But it does give us a decent look at Greek letters superimposing over the early modern English as the letters move and rearrange and…this is the second nice thing I’ve said. SHIT! SAY SOMETHING DISPARAGING!

“I think this dyslexia thing is getting worse.” That’s…not how dyslexia works. “Idk, maybe it’s the ADHD.” This movie is dumb. Phew, I said something disparaging.

Percy sassing his mom makes me hate him rather than making me think they have a close relationship and he loves his mom and would literally kill for her.

Ah, the first sexual thing to happen on screen. And this is the only one to not make me mad cuz it’s Gabe being the worst.

“Show some respect. That’s my mom right there.” No, that’s his wife right there. Show him some of you leaving so he can continue to be a mortal pig stinking up the place and making you safe from monsters. God this Gabe is the worst, he’s fucking perfect.

Oh right, and the gods are telepathic too. Cuz…why? That’s never established in ANY myth or book. “I haven’t seen him since he was a baby” yeah, but apparently you guys have one-way phone calls where you give cryptic advice every other Tuesday.

AND THEY GET GREEK MYTH WRONG! “The Big Three overthrew Kronus.” *Pulls out 3 mythology books, 10 mythology websites and the fucking book.* Now, we’re not leaving until you learn these gods’ dam myths or you are carried away by Thanatos trying.

Mrs. Dodds honestly looks like such a creeper in this scene. Looking like she’s trying to sniff his hair. Ick.

Pierce Brosnan is a brilliant actor. He uses the wheelchair like a fucking pro, but then he keeps propping himself up at an odd angle away from the back like it’s uncomfortable to sit in. Which, would make sense given he’s got a whole other half folded up behind him.

It’s so interesting how the Furies keep getting wings in modern media. Like, classical depictions have them as just really really pissed off ladies. And that’s no lady. That’s a demon.

Logan was clearly thinking the CGI would grab his arms to lift him instead of underneath his arms, so he just looks really stiff cuz the CGI artists messed up.

“I should be on medication.” Well yes but actually no.

Also, how was the show’s lack of a fight scene better than this…almost fight? Pathetic attack and subsequent scolding? At least she died in the show, unlike here.

“Only use it in times of severe distress.” That line…makes no sense…cuz…like…he’s camp activities director for a bunch of demigods he’s training to fight to the death…WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DOESN’T WANT THIS KID WHO’S IN IMMEDIATE DANGER TO USE A WEAPON?!

“This is a pen. This is a pen!” Well…at least some of this movie is fun/funny/almost enjoyable.

Movie!Percy is an ableist jackass who thinks crutches constitute helplessness. Book!Percy would beat Movie!Percy up for even SUGGESTING Grover couldn’t handle himself, much less kick someone’s ass. He’s seen Grover in the cafeteria line.

“Like I said, I’m your protector.” And suddenly, Eddie and the guys think Grover’s gay for Percy

“He was forced to leave.” I…the tide comes and goes. And so does Poseidon. He’s here, then he’s gone. But he’ll return again. Constant change. How is that so hard to write?

“Leaving you was probably the most difficult thing he ever did.” Okay, I know you’re not Show!Sally, but lady, Imma need you to do your research about your ex. Okay?

“Sally watch out!” For what? The cow didn’t enter the screen until the car was already turning to avoid it.

And this is why you wear a seat belt. All of you should’ve gone flying through that windshield cuz none of you were wearing seat belts.

I’m going to need Grover to never say “Come on” again. Please. For the love of Apollo.

I hate that invisible wall.

You know, it’s supposed to be raining. Which is why Percy does not insta-die. Cuz water. Instead, this kid is just the best at being a matador/sword fighting cuz Gary Stu.

“No. No. No. No. No. No.” LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! GIVE IT UP FOR THE WORST LINE DELIVERY IN THE WHOLE GODDAMN MOVIE! “I’d like to thank my mom, for dying. My teen angst, for not giving a shit for her dying. That math test I was supposed to take today I definitely didn’t study for that I was thinking about the same time as remembering my mom just died. None of you were important to me. And I’ll keep on not caring for the rest of this movie. Good night!”

This is the tiniest Camp Half-Blood ever…and the musical just had a small black box to work with. Sword combat training right next to archers firing at everything leaving the infirmary and both working to put you back in immediately after getting healed?

“I’m a loser. I have dyslexia. ADHD.” Look. 2010 was a different time. But like…did the writers KNOW what those were? That they’re unfortunately not an uncommon disability in America. For one or the other (usually not both, but most people don’t hear about half-bloods unless they make the news for blowing up Mount St. Helens. Again)

Look at Clarise kicking ass, even though she should have her hair up. “That’s Annabeth.” Oh, right. Every time.

Instant connection. Cuz…teenagers be horny I guess. Not like we can actually build up the relationship or anything. NOOOOO. Gotta be horny at first sight.

Pierce Brosnan is a terrible actor with how he’s holding his arms like he Naruto running, but they’re fists so it just looks stiff and awkward.

“A real horse’s ass.” I still don’t understand that joke. Not that one. The one in Aladdin where he says “a horse with two rear ends” but…RIGHT! Gotta focus on the worse movie.

All daughters of Aphrodite are sorority girls with Elle Woods’ body and libido without the Elle Woods brains. Remember when this story was supposed to be for 12-year-olds.

And there’s no question who his dad is cuz Poseidon just came to camp one day and decided to be a carpenter and carved “PεΓ<ψ ωiιι βε HεΓε” right above the door

You know…the CGI on Chiron’s horse half looks pretty good.

“This stuff is so heavy!” That’s light leather! What are you talking about. I can show you several 12-year-olds wearing full metal breastplates, pauldrons and helmets carrying metal shields too (which also looks cheap, but still) that would laugh at how you think THAT is heavy.

Grover’s so upbeat here at camp…which is…interesting…

Camp Leader? Leader? I…what the fuck is happening. Why is Luke…more in charge than Chiron? And Mr. D comes next movie…DID MR. D TAKE LUKE’S JOB?!

Idk…maybe it’s just the Michael lingering in poor Adam Winchester, but…he just RADIATES evil, you know?

“That’s a sword. That’s a sword.” No shit.

But, you know, even with the shaky cam, the fight choreography is pretty good.

“My mother is goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. You know what that means?” You’re an inflated windbag who exposits a lot? Like, didn’t we already establish that 2 scenes ago? Yet, I almost needed it cuz I forgot she was Annabeth again and was like “Hey Clarisse” cuz she looks like how I picture Clarrise (who’s a blonde) and fighting against Percy and being a bitch and…yeah

Cuz she wouldn’t know to not leave a son of Poseidon anywhere near water? Like, even not knowing that it’d heal him, with admittedly decent effects, he’s already claimed and so she’d KNOW that maybe, just maybe, he’s a water boy. That and/or he’s probably pretty good on horseback.

And now the fight choreography sucks. I’m bored. Mostly by the 1-v-1 instead of war between many like we were doing. Like…they would be doing.

Grover isn’t hungry all the time here. He’s horny all the time. I hate it.

“I’m not going to grow a fish tail or gills am I?” Listen, I’d much rather be watching Thirteenth Year. Shut up.

“I have very strong feelings for you. I just haven’t decided if they’re positive or negative yet.” So…you think he’s hot, but a jerk. So…make it negative cuz…yeah, this Percy is a prick and I don’t want to be his friend. Where’s Book or Show!Percy. I miss them.

AND HADES IS SATAN BECAUSE EVERYONE SAW DISNEY’S HERCULES AS WELL AS FUCKING CHRISTIANS AND THEIR HATRED OF DEATH! I HATE THIS! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU FOR DISPARAGING THE LORD OF THE DEAD LIKE THIS!

I’m also going to need Grover to stop saying “I’m your protector.” It’s almost as repetitive as “Come on,” but not quite. Not yet.

Luke playing video games is somehow the biggest change from the book. Not Annabeth eating Clarisse’s character. Not Mrs. Dodds teaching Shakespeare. Not that everyone knows Percy’s heritage and thus we cut out the “gods are deadbeats” theme from the books…nope. It’s the fact that this Ancient Greek summer camp has fucking electricity.

“My dad’s a jerk, I’ve never met him.” You know, if it was ONLY book 1, I could forgive this. Knowing several books had come out and May Castellian’s story was able to be known…OOPS! Kinda forgot to read ahead to make sure everything lines up, huh?

I broke into a god’s house and stole stuff (I’m obviously not the Lightning Theif even though I’ve already stolen from the gods) like this book that’s still covered in dust which doesn’t make sense logically.

Shoe flies into the screen for all the 3D movie watchers out there. Honestly, I miss when 3D did gimmicks like that.

Persephone fucking around is not her character. Other than possibly Hades (and, that’s from Ovid, a Roman, who put in a line about her agency rather than the original Greek tale) she’s a virgin goddess. She’s called Kore, The Maiden, before she’s Persephone. Like…what’s with all the sex stuff and tying NONE OF IT TO ZEUS!?

Look, the 3 pearls given by Poseiden being made the 3 stopping points could’ve…not sucked, except, the first few books are very much adventures. Like Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Or any of the Lord of the Rings. We start at Point A and we’re going to Point B and crazy things happen on the way to make it interesting. Those things are just super dangerous cuz it’s an adventure inspired by The Oddessy rather than a Road Trip movie where those things are comedy based.

Map will only show 1 pearl at a time, so how does Luke know how many there are? He could be lying. Also this is why Mrs. Dodds needed to teach you Math, so you could do 1+1+1 DOES NOT EQUAL 4 PEOPLE STUPID!

Also, to get the map to show you the next one, just say I Solemnly Swear That I’m Up To No Good.

And Luke gives them a shield that takes 5 seconds to fully open which isn’t helpful because we saw none of the kids using shields so they probably would suck with them instead of knowing how to use it in a fight/forget it has a timer and they die by being impaled before the shield can fully open.

47 minutes in and we’re JUST NOW getting to the quest. And YET! It felt like we were running through the first 10 chapters.

Honestly, don’t totally hate the Highway to Hell song because it’s super on the nose.

*Grover sees rats* “That’s nasty.” YOU’RE A SATYR! YOU WOULD PROBABLY BE HAPPIER TO SEE NATURE DOING IT’S THING THAN EATING A TIN CAN! Probably…tin cans are also very delicious.

Annabeth is also a thief, stealing from Aunty Em like that.

The woman’s overacting is…why?

Grover should’ve been stabbed with how Percy was holding that thing.

Uma’s decision to rub her hands together to project her evil instead of just…holding herself with the confidence of a villainess was certainly a decision.

Huh, even the movie doing the “Medusa was a pretty woman” story…and even reference that she hates his dad instead of having a sweet spot like in the book…

What, is she just that persuasive? I think her snakes are venomous, so, like, she could do that instead of just…standing there saying “look me in the eye when you know I’m fucking Medusa.”

Percy with the iPod is…regrettably iconic.

Uma running is…regrettably memorable cuz it’s that bad rather than the iPod.

If Annabeth was able to get out with the arm broken off, she should’ve been able to get out with the arm attached, but I guess we can make Grover actually helpful.

“I don’t have the lightning bolt!” Except, since we cut Ares giving it to them in Colorado and put it in the damn shield…YES YOU DO!

Why is Medusa hitting on, supposedly, a teenager! Medusa is a ephebophile and needs to die for that much more than killing a woman who screamed too much.

That truck should be destroyed to hell and Percy should be dead.

No black man is giving up the hoodie under the jacket. That’s not happening.

Medusa is also bisexual if they found the pearl on her wrist like that so she could leave Persephone’s Garden whenever she wanted/needed.

Yay. Everyone hates country music.

I’m glad they have money for a 2 bed motel.

Wow. I’m so glad Percy can heal others with water like he’s frickin Katara.

“It’s a recent thing that Zeus said Fuck Them Kids. Like, 15 years recent.” Yeah, that’s not…that’s not why the gods are deadbeats.

Grover, not so loud. You wanna tell the entire motel ppl that we’re here?

Everyone remembered this scene from the movie and the tourist in the book and decided that’s why the show was bad in waiting until St Louis, like in the book, to say Percy was a fugitive of the law. Instead of, just…a troubled kid with a dead mom.

“That’s what I’m talking about, Gabe always running his mouth.” You met Gabe for 2 seconds at the apartment. You are talking about nothing. Gabe is always nothing with you. You know nothing. Shut up.

Boy, I’m so glad they slept so they could drive again instead of sleeping in the car, being awake at the motel, and driving all night to be awake in the day. Ugh.

The Athena Parthenos is not allowed to be there cuz we gotta find it in HoO. That’s also not how it looks in Nashville so, like, that’s gotta be the real Parthenos.

People check the bathrooms and would’ve escorted you out.

Annabeth is a racist who goes to kill the black guy first.

SINCE WHEN DOES SHE HAVE A CROSSBOW?! Since how does she know how to use a crossbow? Since why does she have a crossbow?

Surprised they’re not making a sex joke about groping Athena’s tits or something.

But…why would the hydra want a bolt of lightning? It wouldn’t even be able to use it.

Also, everyone’s seen Disney’s Hercules, and Winter Soldier is coming out in a few years. Grover also should’ve known that that was bad.

AND NOW SHE HAS A BOW AND FULL QUIVER OF ARROWS!

That’s a lot of water for a single water fountain.

Boy. I’m so glad they’re carrying Medusa’s head around instead of sending it to Olympus to get their parents to say “we see you, sweeties! We hate it, but we see you!”

And again, Grover saves the day and Annabeth only makes it worse.

“Several Continents” …you named 2, so it would be over those two continents. Also…how big is it? Is it as big as a mountain range? EQUAL to Europe and straddling the two continents?! ALL OF EUROPE AND ASIA?! Cause, honestly, it’d be weird, but a stormfront covering half of Europe/part of Asia at the same time wouldn’t be impossible. Storms be big. Europe be small.

I will say, points for the show to make it a real casino instead of an amusement park like in the book, cuz…that’s not really how casinos work. Like, they can have a really great secondary, non-casino part, but…a theme park like here in the movie and focusing on the arcade and making it massive like the book is…weird.

I’m gonna need Grover to be a little less horny.

That’s a lot of people for three teens. Instead of it being enticing, it’s forcing. Which…is not how the Lotus Eaters work.

The kids have never done drugs before cuz even the ones that make you happy don’t make you THAT kind of happy.

Honestly, still a great part of the movie, with Grover tearing it up. Get it, Goat Boy.

Percy, stop getting high. This is not part of the drugs, I swear. Percy. I AM YOUR FATHER, wait, Disney doesn’t own both properties yet.

Honestly, I’m expecting the lotus servers to ring security with how insistent they are. Like, damn.

Grover was about to have an orgy, cuz like, ugh!

“I can drive from Vegas to LA in 3 to 4 hours.” NOT WHEN YOU HIT TRAFFIC BITCH! And you will.

The sky doesn’t look like a massive storm cloud, it looks like really bad pollution.

Is Annabeth allowed to do anything? She didn’t read the sign. She didn’t help in Medusa. She BARELY DID ANYTHING in Nashville (not that she did much other than have a personality in St. Louis.) She was the same level of helpful in the Lotus Casino. Annabeth, why are you HERE?!

Grover, why are you asking Percy what anything about Greek Myth is? Again, Annabeth is the smart one!

Percy just gonna casually stab Charon and think he’s going anywhere? This is the Land of the Dead, boy! He cannot die! If he does, it just means a bigger back up in the waiting room.

I love that Death plays Charon. He’s such a good actor.

“We’re in a recession!” When are we not? Fucking American economy.

You know what, the Underworld green screen actually looks impressive. It’s well done.

“All lives end in suffering and tragedy.” This is not Hell. This is Hades. So where are the Fields of Asphodel? Where’s Elysium? It’s more than just the Fields of Torment! Tartarus is UNDER Hades. That’s not all Hades is.

Probably a super cute puppy! Nope, just 2 Hellhounds. But Mrs. O’Leary is so nice!

Persephone trying to hit on Grover is…I’m so done. Why Grover’s new personality gotta be horn dog?

I actually don’t hate Hades looking like an aging rocker look. It’s weird, but it’s at least a look. Unlike Zeus and Poseidon in the first scene with 0 style.

WHY IS PERSEPHONE SO HORNY FOR GOAT?!

“I was banished here by Zeus and Poseidon.” No, just Zeus. And you didn’t hate it. I mean, you hate it cuz it’s constant work, but you do a good job and would hate ruling the sea or sky.

Hades asking the real questions here.

Why is Hades backing out of the deal? Didn’t they see Disney’s Hercules?

“The only time I look forward to is my allotted time away from this hellhole.” You mean summer? Like, right now? Cuz you supposed to be top side, honey.

“Guys, it’s gotta be me, cuz I’m your protector…and also gonna bone a goddess.” I don’t hate him as Grover. I hate the writers for Grover.

How does Sally know where the entrance is, but still can’t get through? Also, another woman running up behind Percy or Annabeth shouting her lines annoyingly. Yay.

Wow, you’re really just gonna say that, huh.

“I was planning on giving the bolt to Hades the whole time.” Cuz fuck Kronos who we DID ESTABLISH VERY EARLY IN THE MOVIE!

This should be a much more intense fight between Annabeth and Luke knowing their history. But…it’s more of a Clarisse vs Luke fight cuz it’s weirdly choreographed and no dialogue to suggest they know each other.

“Why do you want a war with the gods?” Cuz fuck ‘em. “Control.” I…♪Everybody wants to rule the world♪ BUT LIKE! HE’S ALREADY APPARENTLY CAMP LEADER! HE’S ALREADY GOT CONTROL! WHAT WOULD BECOMING A GOD DO????

MISS! MISS! MISS! COME ON IT’S ULTIMATE POWER AND YOU MISSED 3X IN A ROW! MISS! HOW CAN YOU MISS? HE IS 3 FEET IN FRONT OF YOU!

Percy still should not be flying, but we need the battle to be more epic cuz Percy vs Ares isn’t cool enough and a sudden reveal is too subtle and intense. This final battle misses so many marks.

HE IS FLYING THROUGH A METAL BUILDING AND HE MISSED COMPLETELY! Luke is a terrible shot and just sucks. But apparently can throw a dagger at high speeds at a moving target, so he can aim, he just sucks when plot needs them to.

And there’s the movie poster.

And Luke should’ve been electrocuted, drowned, and died. He should not be alive. But then that would imply Percy is okay with killing people. Cuz Medusa clearly doesn’t count.

And another invisible wall. If she shouldn’t have been able to get to out, she honestly shouldn’t have been able to get on the elevator in the first place.

Look at Hogwarts, I mean, Olympus.

Party City called, they want $50 per costume.

“I have no connection to Poseidon.” I…clearly you do cuz you trusted him enough to help you get out of the Lotus Casino.

This Hermes looks like a loser and deserves Luke’s hate. Nathan Fillion Hermes is Nathan Fillion and still deserves Luke’s hate.

Zeus does not have power to bring back someone from the Underworld. That is not his jurisdiction! The gods can have overlap, 2 gods of war stuff kinda deal, but not fully take control of something that is their domain. Ares has fire eyes, but he cannot control the fire of the hearth. Hephestus and Apollo both make things, but the sun and the fire of a forge are NOT THE SAME!

AND THAT IS THE DUMBEST THING EVER! THAT IMMORTALS CAN BECOME MORTAL JUST BY LOVING TOO MUCH?! LIKE?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

Tiny baby horns means First Class Protector…that’s not how horns work! Zeus cannot grant a satyr the ability to grow the thing that he’s supposed to grown naturally and say it’s a promotion.

I’m so glad you left the camp where I’m training people to hopefully not die because I clearly don’t care about your safety.

Can Annabeth PLEASE fight with her hair up. “But it makes her look cool and effeminate.” It also means she won’t be able to se when it flies in her face. Like there. And there. And just know.“I kicked him out” she said. And yet, she just keeps the fridge with Medusa’s head and sees no problem with that? Had no plans on killing him with it, just decided that was going to be a better roommate than Gabe? I mean, I guess this Medusa knows how to go down on a woman, but her head is kinda limp and gross.

#live blogging #pjo #pjo movies #long post #text post

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hamburgerhelpersotherhand · 2 years

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Hey it's the anon who asks the questions with the typos, what would you think would happen if both (1920's) Klaus and non humanity Stefan would react to an innocent reader who goes to the club for the first time ever? Cause I'd imagine both Klaus and Stefan would want to corrupt them,how do you think they would go up to them? Also do you think Rebekah would want to keep them safe? Maybe bc she finds them adorable when reader is acting shy around their friends, so how would you imagine that would go down, do you think Stefan would call Rebekah boring when she tells them not to hurt reader or would his humanity kick in ever so slightly and reluctantly agree with his usual sigh? If it is the second option how do you think Klaus would react? Would he go up to reader alone or would he even go up to them at all? But if it's the first option how do you think Klaus and Stefan would want to corrupt them? Also would Klaus bring reader with him or would he leave them with Stefan when his father came looking for him and Rebekah? Ok imma stop now before I ask anymore questions cause I feel like this is a lot also love your works <3

Interesting! I'm sorry this took so long to get through, I think I originally read it after getting home from work and just fell asleep right after, hehe.

Anyway —!

I think setting the stage at a Speakeasy works well, something like the flashbacks we've seen with all three within TVD. It's also established as an easy hunting ground, especially for those who don't really care about being caught (like Stefan and Klaus, but not so much Rebekah).

I think it comes to no surprise that both men like to play with their food, and maybe some feelings can be caught whilst they're at it — but I do think "feeling-catching" would have to be initiated by Klaus or Rebekah because, if we're sticking to a humanityless-run for Stefan, he should commit to the bit and actually not feel much of anything grounding.

Let's say Rebekah really enjoys your company... Klaus and Stefan have been no fun all night, and she separates from them briefly. She meets you closer to the bar. You two get comfy together, chatting it up, until you two sit together in a quiet booth to chit chat some more — she really likes you, you're very funny. This could get drawn out to a few nights, but you can’t be so foolish as to believe eyes wouldn’t pry at least once before the week is over.

During one of your conversations with Rebekah, you're suddenly squeezed between Klaus and Stefan as they take their seats. They introduce themselves and Rebekah doesn't look amused one bit. You don't quite understand what they're talking about anymore — but you're well aware of your discomfort. There's almost no room to breathe!

And I guess, in a way, this would be where Rebekah tells them to back off — maybe Klaus starts to look reluctant, but all that gets washed aside once Stefan laughs it off and calls her some form of party-pooper. There’s such a thing as sharing, right?

As for Mikael getting involved — I don’t know! I think either option could work, but leaving them behind is probably the easier path to take. Maybe once Rebekah wakes up from her nap (and no longer in the 1920s) she has a bone to pick with Klaus over losing the opportunity to be with you? Maybe Klaus visited you a few times over the years, maybe he even turned the reader and she’d since gone off on her own somewhere… Mystic Falls, perhaps? And unintentionally stir something in Stefan, possibly causing a sort of relapse of his old ripper self? Many things to consider here!

#ask #rebekah mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson x reader #stefan salavatore x reader #yandere vampire diaries #yandere #x reader

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fyodorloveclub · 1 year

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Hewwo! Imma snag a match up if you don't mind. I am ok with my name (Quinn) being used. I'm 21 and I'm not in school however I do have a full time job. I work at an improvement store/ warehouse like job with forklifts and heavy objects. I work with power tools and outdoor stuff so I'm pretty knowledgeable in basic hardware and outdoorsy stuff. Im a rather tall gal with a bit of muscle especially in my thighs, arms and abs (I lift a lot of heavy stuff at my job.) I've got brown eyes and about shoulder length hair that's naturally brown but I have my ends bleached. I wear glasses and I have tattoos which I love showing off. My style is a mix of both boyish and girly; I can wear sweat pants, t shirts and my big ugly work boots one day and a skirt and cute heels and makeup the next. I'm very goofy and joke around all the time. Sarcasm is my language and I don't take anything seriously. I'm very sociable so i love talking to people and being around friends and such. I'm kinda a people pleaser which is both a good characteristic and a flaw. Even though I joke around and may not act serious sometimes, I treat everyone I can with respect and genuinely try to show I care for them. I'm also pretty adventurous. Its also kinda safe to say im pretty nerdy as well lol. I love to draw, write, read, and play video games. I love plants, anime, reptiles, and cats 🐈. I LOVE slasher/ scary movies, any of them are great to me. Not a whole lot I dislike tbh. Personally. I don't care if this is nsfw or sfw. I guess whatever you feel! I'm pretty ok with either. I'm not picky with any character whatsoever I love all bsd characters. Thank you if you do mine I will greatly appreciate it and cherish it forever 💗🥺

Quinn x Odasaku

✧ your perfect man is the one and only odasaku, congrats im not jealous at all

✧ you give off very laid back, go with the flow type vibes and i think you and oda would coexist so well

✧ he would SO be into your handiwork abilities and outdoorsiness, it definitely would be something the two of you could bond over

✧ a woman that can change a flat tire and fix a clogged sink? sexy as fuck.

✧ AND SHES TALL AND MUSCLY??? EVEN SEXIER

✧ even visually the two of you would fit so well

✧ he loves your sociable and goofy personality, and you often help him to come out of his shell since he tends to be a bit drawn back. he sometimes finds it a little intimidating to meet and talk to new people, but if you're there, he's laughing and joking with them like they've been friends for years

✧ he can also be pretty sarcastic and dry though, so your humors would mesh well

✧ oda would find you just as sexy in sweatpants and work boots as he would in a mini skirt or even lingerie

✧ this is potentially just me making this up but i see oda as a huge animal lover, and the two of you accidentally accumulating a small zoo over time. like it started out as just one cat and then another, and then you brought home a leopard gecko and when you asked for that bearded dragon he just couldn't say no. maybe throw some ball pythons in there too. except you'd have to be the one to feed the mice to the snakes, it would make him too sad

✧ oda is such a sweetheart and literally no matter what your hobbies or interests are, he so would entertain your every thought and listen to everything you had to say. whatever new anime or video game you wanted to rant about, he was right next to you with just the kindest, softest smile and genuine interest in his eyes.

✧ and he'd LOVE your art. like the meme drawings you post like the one of you trying to find the pool at the hotel he'd find that so fucking funny

✧ nsfw: oda just so seems the type to love body worship. sex that takes hours just because he loves every single part of you and your body and wants to take all the time in the world to kiss every inch of your skin and tell you you’re so fucking beautiful so many times the words start to lose meaning. he loves missionary with you just because he needs to see all of you laid out underneath him for him to stare at, needs to see your beautiful face contort and the way your body reacts to every thrust. and mf is really fucking good at giving head bc he wants to pull as many whines and whimpers of his name. he truly just WORSHIPS u goddamn!

✧ power couple. bc i said so

#matchups #queenquixotic #odasaku x reader #matchmaking

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lunastars21 · 1 year

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Well since I've been rambling about Fang's family, imma talk about the other two Hooligan member's family next!

First off is Beans family who live in a big pink flower field, ya know this is canon right! Bean is the son of bin the duck from dynamite duxs! If ya never heard of it look it up it's pretty cool and a short arcade game!

There's also his uncle Pin the Duck and technically his grandma Lucy who is the pink skinned human, the game states bin and Pin are pets to Lucy, so I guess you could say she's their mom, while bin and Pin are brothers. So that makes bean Lucy's grandchild! Though his mom is never mentioned or told to have exist, I say it was a nice lady woodpecker that met bin one day, but later on had a limited time because she was sick. Which explains why bean has woodpecker moves in sonic the fighters, maybe he is a hybrid too? But he really is mostly duck.

Bin and Pin are both experts at using all kinds of weaponry than just bombs, they can use rocket launchers, machine guns, even throw rocks at you to get through! They had to do all that to save Lucy in their game. Though, Lucy nowadays can fight, but she's still practicing on that, her punches and high kicks aren't to be underestimated! That way she'll never get captured again and focus on being with her boys ^^.

The hooligans first met bean's family when laying low for a while as the cops were really after them at one point, so bin told bean that they are welcomed to stay over for a few days till things calm down. The family don't mind that they're practically criminals, they just care about seeing bean happy and that's what matters! Lucy loves Fang and Bark, they're so fluffy and she always hugs them when they come to visit (despite fang's protest of getting hugs) She even prepares tons of food for them as well. Bin is okay with fang and bark, he'd sometimes tell them of his adventures, or advice on how to take out enemies, that way the duo can protect bean when things are dire. Pin isn't really a fan of these criminals, but if bean likes them then he doesn't mind, He sometimes has smoke breaks with fang outside the house, and is usually training to be prepared in case something tries to kidnap Lucy again.

Next is bark's family! They're just a very very very VERY large group of polar bears! Which adults is bark's parents? Who knows! Each one is like a mom or dad to him, and bark refuses to tell bean and fang who is the biological one, it's just funny that way and less complicated, so he says. He has a buncha cousins, brother's and sisters, nephews, uncle's and aunts..it's a lot to keep track of so it makes sense to rather keep it simple. His family really love to fight! No matter what time of day or date, there's always some polar bears fighting in a ring outside in the aura icefields. Their opinions on team Hooligan is split into two sides, one side supports them and enjoy hearing their endeavors to snag some money! The other half not so much, they're worried they'll get bark in serious danger and even threaten that if bark's hurt then fang and bean are digging their own graves. (Bark has to get the two out of there and calm that side down) nonetheless, they all support bark on his journey, why? Because he's fighting! When bark was living with them he'd refuse to fight in any way, only focusing on his hobbies like cooking or writing poetry. So when the family heard he's now working for the hooligans and fighting to protect them, they were excited, as long as he fights they really don't care! But they want him to play safe as well.

Despite the threats, Fang and Bean do get treated well in their visits. The first time they came over they were practically surrounded by the bears, given food, plenty of new clothes, it was like visiting your uncle's and aunts that you haven't seen in a few years and they go "look how much you've grown!" And such. Bean doesn't mind it! Free stuff! While fang is just annoyed by the constant talking..but the aura icefields are pretty, and the cubs seem to like hearing his adventures and giving him praise so it's not all that bad.

Though, very cold, do bring sweaters when visiting, bean forgot to bring his like an idiot and was practically freezing till they got there.

Well that's enough of my rambling :3 imma go flop now!

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #fang the sniper #nack the weasel #bark the polar bear #bean the dynamite #Team Hooligan #Bin The Duck #pin the duck #Dynamite ducks #sonic headcanons #Fang won't admit it but he sees both groups as family #its the only ones he's got 🥺#Dynamite Dux #OH YEAH JET AND BEAN ARE COUSINS #DON'T KNOW WHERE JET CONNECTS IN THE FAMILY TREE BUT THEY ARE COUSINS HE KNOWS BIN AND PIN #JETTISON Q HAWKINGTON!

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butterbabyflapjack · 2 years

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Hellooo! How are you? ☺️

I was wondering about what is your relationship with the games Dark Souls 1,2 & 3 (and maybe Bloodborne and other games fromsoftware created). And how you started learning about them/playing 😝

Imma put my answer under 'read more'

I've been sitting on this ask forever. Because I guess my feelings for this series are hard to define, and I also feel kinda vulnerable expressing them. I don't think I can really do it justice. But these games are truly special to me, particularly the first I played, DS1.

I didn't really want to play it. I was going through a very difficult time in my life and struggling to overcome a monstrous amount of depression because of that. But the game was recommended, so I gave it a half-hearted shot.

So I kept struggling. I struggled through the game just like I was struggling through real life. And without my even realizing, DS1 slowly encouraged a mindset in me of never giving up. Because no matter how hard things became, this game was my safe place, and I had to keep going, I had to keep trying, and eventually I overcame every obstacle placed before me. By the end of it... I feel like Dark Souls changed me as a person. In a lot of ways it saved my life.

The melancholic atmosphere immediately resonated with me, especially the music. Firelink shrine will forever be a place of peace in my mind. There's an undeniable note of loneliness there - and throughout the entire game - that really struck me. But instead of making me feel even more alone than I already did, it made me feel seen, in a way nothing else did.

That, in and of itself, was strangely comforting.

And if I wanted to keep being held by... that feeling, I needed to get better at playing - because I swiftly learned that it was hard as fuck to beat 😂

I'm just gonna publish this now instead of still sitting on it. I hope it's not too cheesy for y'all but that's how I feel 😙🙈💕 I truly love this game.

#dark souls #ask flapjack #I'm sorry i took so long to answer this anon

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lpfreakification · 1 year

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Today was a long, good day 😊

To keep it nice + simple, i

Worked out at 8:45

Had a session with a nutritionist

Worked out again at 10

Had an hour to kill + chill

Did yoga + meditated in the afternoon 😮

Showered afterwards

Had a good hour + a half to myself eating, drawing, + chatting with friends ☺

Went to actual work

Slow day but I watched Decedents with one of my coworkers 😊

Got me Chipotle + chilled/chilling for the rest of the night

Top 3 best parts of the day, in no particular order, were the meditation session, the moment the item was delivered, + watching Descendants with my coworker X3

I definitely liked the meditation part of the yoga class. As the instructor played these instruments + a gong, I felt vibrations or ripples at certain parts of my body at certain times. With each soft ring of the gong, I felt my body sinking + sinking in the ground. Definitely one of the best meditation sessions I've ever had X)

After I got myself food from the cafe area, that's when I found out that the item has been delivered safely! I kept smiling + smiling as the item was slowly being unveiled >X3 I will admit I did overdo it on the taping + decorating. It's a way to use my stickers + fun tapes well. Lol, the receiver described it as being "glitterbombed" 🤣 I can be extra extra by putting confetti or glitter in a future package. Hmmm, maybe that would be too messy 🤔 I'll stick with the stickers 😂 It does remind me of how OceanInSpace uses a f***ton of stickers on her art sometimes. Guess its rubbing on me. More like, sticking onto me. Overall, he liked it 🤩

For the next one, I must learn to draw another friend's OC 1st. I already imagine some shocking green in the bg. Maybe like graffiti? I'm envisioning green based on the refs I've been exposed to. Itll be another great excuse to play with shiny metallic watercolors + send another item to another friend. Thatll be exciting! 🤩

I was/am sore after all the physical activity I've done all day. Sore legs. Sore arms. Sore throat. Thankfully it was slow at work. I was so into watching Descendants. It was one of those things I wished I got into when it came out but never got the chance to watch it. Took me a couple tries to see whose kid was who. Goes to show (no pun intended) that I cant watch alone + need someone alongside to watch with. I liked Ursula's granddaughter, Uma's nickname, Shrimpy 🤣 then the rush occurred + had to be vigilant.

Rn, my throat + legs hurt the most. Idk why my throat but I hope to just sleep it off. I'll take something less intense tomorrow + hope to sleep in on Wednesday morning. Again, I plan to workout on Monday, Tuesday, + Thursday morning.

...

Imma go to sleep now 😴

Nite y'all!

#life

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mothra-mcyt · 3 years

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☾ MCYT's reaction to you asking them to protect your drink at a party ☽

!Warning meantions of drugs, alcohol and cursing!

》 George 《

I feel like he‘s a lightweight so either he‘s not drinking any alcohol at a party or he gets drunk as fuck

If he‘s really drunk you shouldn‘t trust him with your drink I’m gonna be honest that man won’t be able to concentrate on your drink fro more than 5 seconds

If he‘s sober tho you surely can trust him with your drink

That man has no bad intentions

But if someone is really scary and buff trying to drug your drink he‘s probably not gonna fight them because that man has noodle arms

》 Sapnap 《

He might make some jokes but he definitely wouldn‘t do anything to your drink because this man drinks his respect women juice

I would trust this man with my life he would definitely beat up anyone who wants to fuck with your drink and he would not hold back

This man may look very chill and laid back but if you try to fuck with his friends oh lord

He may be a little bit high tho if there‘s any drugs involved in the party but that won‘t hold him back much

That man will probably look over you and your drink subtly the entire rest of the party just to make sure you‘re really okay

》 Badboyhalo 《

That man is probably the most sober person at a party and the nicest person

Probably as soon as you tell him that you have to leave your drink alone for a few minutes he'll ask if he can watch out that it's safe

I don't know about you but i think that guy can be scary as fuck he knows how to throw knifes i would trust that man with my life even if he doesn't look very scary

When you come back he's gonna tell you that he's happy that you trust him so much to leave your drink with him

》 Awesamdude 《

Another person that's really nice and protective over the people he loves so he's a person you can trust with your drink

He's also tall so he'll probably just intimidate anyone that comes near him when he's holding your drink

He'll also not be annoyed at all when you ask him and react really nicely

"Wha- Oh yeah sure!"

Looks very serious while he's protecting your drink because that man takes his job seriously (cough prison cough) and doesn't want anything happening to you

》 Tommyinnit 《 (platonic)

I have mixed thoughts about him honestly on the one hand he loves women but he's also Tommy

But he wouldn't do anything to your drink for sure

And if you ask him nicely and are friends with him he'll protect your drink for sure and i don't think anyone really would want to come near him

So overall you would be safe with giving him your drink

When you come back he's maybe going to complain that you took too long but he doesn't mean it

》 Tubbo 《 (platonic)

The thing is he definitely wouldn't do anything to your drink we know that like you can trust him

And he's smart so he would notice if someone would want to do something to your drink

But he couldn't hold himself in a fight and we all know that

He'll also be very happy that you trust him with your drink and will do his best to make sure that nothing happens to it

》 Fundy 《

honestly who managed to convince him to go to a party and how did they do it

He's probably keeping to himself so when you asked him he's kinda surprised and confused at first

"What do you mean? You want me to protect your drink? Sure I guess just don't take too long."

While you're away his brain slowly starts to process what you mean and realises why

And that's where he gets protective and makes sure that nothing is going to happen to your drink

》 Wilbur 《

If he's not the one driving he's definitely going to get really drunk but he can still control himself so you're safe with giving him your drink

"Oh you want me to watch over your drink? Sure!"

We know from certain pictures of him that he can look very intimidating and he's 6'5'' (195 cm) tall so no one would be brave enough to go near your drink

Probably while he's watching over your drink he'll tell a person off his hate of anteaters

Imma be honest he was probably making sure that nothing is happening to you the whole time you were at the party

》 Schlatt 《

When you asked him he was pretty confused at first so you had to explain why you need someone to protect your drink to him

You have to do a little bit of convincing him because that man hates responsibility

"Why me?"

But he's not a complete arsehole so he'll probably give in and watch over it for you

And once he watches over it he'll make sure that nothing is going to happen to it

Also seems like the type of guy who would fight someone if they hurt his friends

Overall you can trust him with your drink

》 Technoblade 《

How did this antisocial streamer who never leaves his house end up at a party (probably got forced by sleepy bois jk)

He's probably leaning against a wall or went into some room alone he found and is playing games on his phone so it'll take you some time to find him amongst the people

"Y-You want me to watch over your drink? I mean sure i guess."

Even if he hates human interaction he would probably roast everyone who wants to do something to your drink

"Here your drink. If someone is being a dick tell me and i'll tale care of it."

》 Philza 《

He's the most responsible out of the group so he's a good choice if you need someone to watch over your drink

"Want me to watch over your drink? For sure mate."

That man is taking his job seriously and he'll make sure that nothing happens to your drink

If anyone is making you uncomfortable at the party you can tell him and he'll craft a belt and give the person what they deserve

(Fun fact Phil said on stream that when the normal clubs close he goes to gay bars so maybe you guys will just end up at a gay bar lmao)

》 Ranboo 《 (platonic)

I feel like he's the responsible friend that is also sacred that anyone he doesn't know will talk to him at the party

"Protect your wha- OH yeah sure :)"

All his concentration is now on making sure that nothing is going to happen to your drink

'Watching over someone's drink. I can do this. Please no one talk to me or else i will die from awkwardness. Nothing will happen to this drink and i will make sure of it.'

Honestly no one has the courage to go near him because he's 6'6'' (198 cm)

"Here your drink i made sure nothing happens to it :)"

Honestly he's just happy that you trust him and that he can do something for you

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Smile For Me, Sweetcheeks ~ Ghostface x Fem!Reader

I've thought of this for a while, and it's gonna be

F U N

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Y/N opened her eyes groggily, finding herself on the grassy ground - As she lifted her head to scan her surroundings, she realised she was in some strange, dark place that resembled some weird park with tall trees, yet had random small buildings here and there...It almost seemed like a place to play hide and seek, was her first thought.

Next to her, 3 other people were getting up, looking extremely frightened, as they bolted the hell out of that spot, going in different directions.

But Y/N didn't, and instead, she walked around aimlessly, until she spotted someone dressed in all black, with a weird ghost-like mask, peeking from behind an old car, almost timidly, only to see him wave at her.

Grinning at him, thinking she finally met someone friendly around this place, she extended her arm up in the sky, waving excitedly, which made the man make his way to her.

"Hi! I'm Y/N! It's great finally seeing someone nice around here. The 3 other guys just yelled in my face and ran away. How rude, right?!" she sighed, crossing her arms with a pout, before going back to her friendly smile, extending her hand to shake his. "Woaw, those guys are jerks. Call me Ghostface, darling." he said in an amused, yet somehow hoarse voice. "Uhhh, Ghostface, how cool! You must be a horror movie fan, then? So am I! ...Hmm...Actually, do you have any idea how we got here? I think I need some lecithin, my memory is failing me." she scratched the back of her head sheepishly, only for him to chuckle. "Welp, there's 4 survivors and a killer. All you gotta do is either repair 5 generators and find the exit...Or find the hatch and escape. Basically, don't die, I guess. Fun, huh?" the guy explained, putting his arm around her shoulder, guiding her to who knows where. "...What the hell is this, the Hunger Games?" she looked up at him with a weird look on her face. "Haha, that would be fun! Alas, nothing like that. Ah, look at this, a gen! Here I'll show you how to repair it. You have to tinker with these parts, and then merge these together...You get the cables in the respective coloured sockets...Et voila! Haha, look at it! Fireworks! What a reward!" Ghostface clapped and cheered at the fireworks the generator made, laughing at the startled look on the girl's face, as she clearly didn't expect something like that to happen. "Uh...Honestly, this is insane. Can't we just, like...Go home? I don't think I'm up for dying, even if someone paid me to go through with this silly game." she sighed, crouching down to the next generator, awkwardly trying to repair it, but she was much slower and clumsier compared to him, and it even exploded in her face, making her yelp and fall down. "Dude! Not cool! This gen is working against me!" "Shoulda seen the face you made, toots! Haha, so funny! You're very entertaining, girl. Here, lemme help ya out." he said as he got on the other side of the of the gen and helped repaired it. "You're a real pro at this, man. Have you been playing this for long? Did they at least give you a worthy amount of money for the trouble you're going through? I mean, I'm sure you won very often...Or maybe you're like...The tutorial teacher or something? Is that why you look eccentric compared to those lame-os?" she was asking so many question, but boy, was she so off that it amused the killer so much! He now perfectly understood the wolf who dressed as a sheep, it was too much fun! She was so blindingly trusting, he could mess with her, and more, with the survivors at his heart's content! "Yeah, I win quite often, but they don't pay me! The guy is kinda blackmailing us to play his game, but it's fun when you get used to it." he explained, only to have two other survivors go past them - Her and Ghostface waved at them merrily, but they just shrieked and ran the hell away from there. "...Do I look that scary?" she muttered, looking at the man next to her with a confused expression. "Nahhh, you're a cutiepie. Those guys are just jerks." he petted her hair, beginning to walk again, only to find some really nasty, rusty hooks. "U-Uhm...Gh-Ghostface...? What are these for...?" she stuttered, frowning as she clinged on his arm instinctively. "I think you already know, toots. Careful with those, killers LOVE to impale their victims on these things. It's like a sacrifice for the big guy who's keeping us here." he chuckled as he watched the girl tremble like a little lamb seeing the knife approaching her neck. "...Can we go away from here, please? M-Maybe we can look for the...Uhm...Hatch, you called it?" she muttered, pulling him away from there. "Yeah. It's like a trap in the ground that leads to safety. It only appears when there's only 2 gens left. Felt that shockwave? It meant that the Hatch just appeared. Ah, sorry baby-cakes, I gotta run, but I'll see you around before the match ends, okay?" he was grinning under his mask, knowing that he has to kill the other 3 to make sure the Entity doesn't punish

either of them for some annoying reason...And oh, the shock and horror on her face will be fun~. "N-No...! Please don't go! This place is huge and scary, I'll get lost without you! And who knows what would happen if the Killer finds me? I don't wanna end up...Th-There...!" awww, that cute, little, frightened pout on her face, how lovely~! If only she knew... "Don't worry, cutie, is'yo' first game, the Killer ain't gonna mess with ya, I promise. And if he does, Imma make sure he regrets it. I'm sort of a boss here, you see." he put cupped both his gloved hands on her face, pinching them a bit too hard, just to hear her yelp one more time - And clearly, she didn't disappoint, as her eyes even watered a tiny bit. What a cute little lamb... "...If you're sure, then...Okay. I trust you." she muttered, turning away as she started walking away, only for her to look back at him and yell "Make sure you stay safe too, okay?! We have to escape this place together!" He raised his arm and waved dismissively, barely able to keep himself from laughing, as he started running and stalking the annoying survivors who actually thought they'd have such an easy game!

No, no, clearly not with him!

First, he slashed one of the survivors and put him on a hook, then mori'ed another and took a really cool selfie with their bloody face, and the last one he just messed around with, before repeatedly stabbing his back and throwing him in a corner, just where the Hatch was.

Those idiots thought they could escape him.

Think again.

He wasn't that idiot 'Legion', or that lame ass Amanda. Four lame thugs who can't do a simple job properly, or Jigsaw's useless lackey. Keh.

And at least he was fun, unlike Boring Michael! I mean, look at this masterpiece he made, it's a perfect piece of art! He even wrote Y/N's name on the wall in front of the hatch, so she could see and appreciate his work!

A loud noise that resounded through the place made him realise that, as he was having his fun playing with the obsolete Survivors, his cute little Y/N had her fun repairing generators, meaning that the exits could be activated, if he wasn't careful.

He had to find her quick.

Not that it was difficult for the Master of Stalking, especially since she was so clueless that she didn't even crouch to hide, or at least try to hide in lockers.

There she was...! Look at her, watching everything like a frightened meerkat! Aww, how he wanted to boop that cute nose of hers~! Maybe he could even let some blood paint her nose, and make fun of her, calling her Rudolph!

Ahh, Ghostface, you're so funny!

Yeah, Ghostface, I KNOW, right?!

"Yo, Y/N, over here! I found the hatch! Come on!" he waved his arms up in the air, yelling for her, and the look of sparkling glee on her face as soon as she saw him...Wasn't she such an adorable dummy~? "Ghostface, you're okay! I got so worried when I didn't see you in so long! I heard screams, and I thought something happened to you! I got so scared that I ran away and tried to do the last generators...And then a loud noise almost deafened me, and I had no idea what to do." she gesticulated rapidly, making him chuckle in amusement. Of course, he was worried for nothing. She wouldn't realise what she'd have to do, even if it bit her leg. Hmm, actually...~ "Nahhhh, I'm cool, haven't see the killer. Here, take the key, it will unlock the hatch. Less'goooo~!" he put his arm around her shoulder, guiding her casually where the hatch was, making sure she didn't see his work of art yet. "Oh, so this is the Hatch, huh? It looks scary. Are you sure this isn't some ladder that leads straight to hell or something? It looks...Shady." she muttered, looking at the dark abyss down below. "Don't worry, chickadee, ain't that long of a ride down. It's like a bunker filled with survivors, you'll be okay. They'll tell you what to do from then on. If you're scared, take this flashlight. See? You can see the bottom of the ladder. You'll be okay." he chuckled, weaving the flashlight around. "Wait...You're not coming down with me?" she gasped, her eyes carefully searching for the truth in his...Covered face. "I'd go down on you any day, sugar, but maybe next time we get to play around." he laughed crudely watching her frowning, flustering face. "H-Hey, don't be a jerk! I'm just worried about you!" she muttered, looking away, hoping her hair would cover her blushing face. "Hahaha, you're so fun to tease, Y/N. Only one person can go through the hatch. But s'all cool, I just gotta open up the door, since you did a great job with the gens. We'll see each other later, I can promise you that. Can't get rid of me that easily." he sniggered under his mask, waiting in anticipation until the girl realises his true nature. "Mhh...Alright...If you're so sure..." she muttered, shakily stepping down a few steps, only to be stopped by the man who took out a camera. "Wanna take a selfie before we finish this? Y'know, your first game, and a victory nonetheless...Come on, Smile for me, Sweetcheeks~!" he got on his knees, raising his mask a bit, before gluing himself to her body, one of his arms extending with the camera, while with the other he grabbed her face, kissing her cheek, making sure he guides her eyesight to his masterpiece, and as soon as he heard her gasp, he took the photo.

It was worth more than all the money in the world.

"Y-You...? You were the killer...?!" awww, look at her tremble! Her eyes were glistering with tears, and her plump, rosy bottom lip was quivering in betrayal. "You're too cute for this world, Y/N." he harshly put his mask down, before showing the girl the selfie he took as he mori'ed one of the survivors, and waved her goodbye with his knife, as she quickly descended down the ladder, soft whimpers echoing through the place.

"Till we see each other again, sweet cheeks~." the Killer rose to his feet, slamming down the hatch with his boot and wiping the blood from his knife with his latex glove, before laughing loudly at the endearing experience he just had.

If THAT was the reaction she had when seeing his little gift for her, imagine her cute faces when he'd actually go down on her, as he promised~.

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