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sboochi · 4 months

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Listen, I like the idea of human!Star as much as the next person, but that's the point. I like the idea in my head.

To be honest, if this was the direction the creative team had gone with, I probably wouldn't enjoy it to this level. So it can stay in my head.

Anyway, I liked the movie! More opinions down below.

People are acting like it's the biggest disgrace ever happened to the animation industry and it feels..... so over-dramatic?? The movie isn't perfect, of course, but chill, have y'all forgotten about the emoji movie???

Also reading some people's comments feels like they don't want anyone to enjoy the movie, which sucks. I mean, I checked the tag here and it was An Experience.

Personally I liked:

Asha's little friend group! "But they don't have a real personality" boohoo the httyd and big hero 6 gangs didn't have more than 1 trait and nobody ever complained this much

The visuals were gorgeous. I guess this is personal taste but I LOVED the watercolor-esque backgrounds

I liked the songs, especially At all costs and This wish. I don't have a problem with the lyrics because I haven't listened to the soundtrack in English, but I've never really cared about lyrics anyway

Magnifico was a delight (evil arc my beloved)

There are a few things I would have handled differently, but again, it's taste:

Please let us have a protagonist with a very different personality from the usual Disney Heroine. Give me shy, give me nerd, give me sassy

I was hoping the queen's decision to side with Asha would be harder to make. I would have showed her struggle with her love for Magnifico and her people, I want the d r a m a

Poor Asha's mom deserved better

I know it's frustrating seeing all this negativity, but I think it'll die down with time. People were shitting on Moana and Zootopia too, at first. Hating this movie with passion is just the latest trendy opinion (you know those. You've probably seen them on tiktok)

(Please note I'm only talking about Wish. The "Disney the company" topic is too big for one post)

TLDR Wish isn't perfect, people just like to be mean. You're allowed to like it, whether others agree or not

#I'm really happy with Star because they look like The Vision I had for them!#*sobs* they're just a little guy #wish #disney wish #wish fanart #asha #my art

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moonyspadfoot793 · 4 months

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JEGULUS ONESHOT TO START OFF THE NEW YEAR (i know it's the 8th shut up)

Both being purebloods, James and Regulus had both learnt to ballroom dance at a young age. Regulus' parents had been far more strict on it, sure, but James still knew the rules and the steps, and they both found it so much fun to do together, and it always felt so romantic and intimate, and neither one of them could help softly smiling as they led each other around the room with graceful spins and slow turns. So, they made a promise to each other, that despite there being no special occasion, they would go and dance together in the room of requirement every Saturday evening.

And this promise held true. At least it did until that dreadful day in 1978, after Regulus had come of age and returned to his family home at Christmas break.

"James, please, you don't-"

"I understand just fine, Black. I thought you weren't like them, I thought you were more like Sirius, but clearly I was wrong."

Black. Regulus' heart shattered into a million pieces, and he tried to hold on to the tears forming in his eyes.

"My parents, James, they- I don't know what to tell you."

Regulus felt James' eyes on him as he sheepishly fumbled with his sleeve to cover his wrist back up, not being able to bear that dreadful thing staring back at him any longer.

"Well maybe you should've thought about that before you took the mark, Regulus. I can't- I don't get why you did it."

Regulus could see tears forming in James' eyes now, too, and the other boy stayed standing as Regulus sat on a nearby sofa and held his head in his hands.

"I don't either, James, just- just please, please understand it wasn't my choice. Please I- I need you." Regulus just managed to choke those last few words up before the tears started to silently fall from his eyes, his face still hidden from James' view.

"I can't, I'm sorry, Reg." And with that, Regulus heard footsteps retreating and the door opening and closing again. James had left. He had messed this up for good.

And so, Regulus stayed in the room of requirement that night, alone. Thinking over what else he could've done to maybe, just maybe, have gotten James to stay with him, the only words he muttered to himself that night being in his native French. "Je veux juste une dernière danse.".

Little did Regulus know, when James got back up to his dorm that night, he immediately retreated to his bed, shutting the curtains and casting a silencing spell. James began sobbing, where none of his friends could hear him, thinking over what he could've done to have helped Regulus, feeling terrible for leaving him in the room of requirement. The only words James said before falling sleep were about Regulus. "I just want one last dance.".

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kloudprince · 2 months

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kidkiller is my roman empire

#i just think about them so frequently #like #that shit in the wano arc fucked me up #THE SCENE AT THE PRISON IN UDON #had me SOBBING #i just love them so much #they're my favorite little guys #one piece #eustass kid #killer one piece #op killer #massacre soldier killer #eustass captain kidd #killerkid #also i love how their ship name w/o context just sounds absolutely wild #kidkiller #edit: just realized i meant to call them kidkiller cause that name is even more unhinged

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cozylittleartblog · 2 years

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lancer tooth gap?

yes!!! all Three of his dads have one, he should have one too

... alright rouxls doesn't per-se, he's just slimy, but It Still Counts

#deltarune #lancer #ask #anonymous #anon #doodles #art #lil dude has such weird hands sometimes they're orbs sometimes they're mits sometimes he has a number of fingers #is that a style choice or is he built different? we will never kno #sobs cuz hes just a little baby guy #i think its cute that the original art of him makes it look like hes wearin lil cowboy boots #hes a little yeehaw....

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melit0n · 1 month

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So, for all the time that I've listened to Sleep Token (been a hot minute now, jeeze) there have been three songs that I have avoided like the plague; Atlantic, Fall for Me and Missing Limbs. I haven't been avoiding them because they're bad, not at all, but because the first time I listened to them, they brought out a Hell of a lot for me. Never in my life had I had a song, let alone three, do that to me, so, I avoided them. Distraction and WTBB cause me enough pain, and these three inch out of the boundary for songs that just push me over the edge.

Even when I did my massive SFX post, I kind of zoned out when I listened to them, mainly focusing on little sounds rather than lyrics and breakdowns. In a weird way I dreaded listening to them again just because. Plus, one of my first ST posts on here is a clip of Fall for Me, which I heard, had to sit down for a minute at, posted it, and refused to look at again (bear with me here I know I'm sounding disastrously dramatic and overly sensitive).

So, today, I decided to take a little re-listen. And Christ Almighty I need a minute. Atlantic had my lying down on my floor having to take a moment, Fall for Me took me right back to one of my first relationships and Missing Limbs had me contemplating how I've loved and been loved. What the fuck man. You all will definitely be getting a little lyric analysis soon, but, here are some of my favourites so far;

- "Eyes like frozen planets, just orbiting the vacuum I am"

- "Flood me like Atlantic, weather me to nothing"

- "Echoing futures are the buckling sutures, that hold shut the wounds of the past"

- "Slowly I remember why I cannot pretend, that I never think of you and all this screaming silence; oh God I wish you were here"

- "The outer rounds of heaven don't keep up on the charm offensive anymore"

- "To swallow my desire and choke on it"

- "The blessings rain on battles in the heaven's arms"

- "I live like I've got missing limbs for you"

Like. Pen game is on POINT.

#when I tell you I SOBBED #like big fucking ouch dude #who on Earth hurt this guy jeeze #but just #Atlantic and Missing Limbs really sat with me #I can understand why they're favourites ya'll like to sob about #(please can someone hold my hand as I babble and yap about these songs please and thank you)#also also Atlantic's 'anything to get me to sleep' said in such an exasperated and done with it all tone had me #I'm sat with a little over 3 hours of sleep in my arsenal rn like I get it dude #disastrously real I fear #sleep token #st #atlantic #missing limbs #fall for me #this place will become your tomb #tpwbyt #mel's rambles #like mel is proper rambling today

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katierosefun · 5 months

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oh there's something particularly painful about my mister in that dong hoon tells ji an that as long as no one knows, it's no big deal, and there's something particularly painful about how ji an tells dong hoon that sometimes, i want [my secret] to play out on big screens for everyone to see, and there's something particularly painful about how the second dong hoon meets the loan shark tormenting ji an, he starts screaming and yelling about how she's just a kid, how could you do that to a kid, and there's something particularly painful about how dong hoon doesn't even let ji an know he did that, but ji an knows. she knows because she was listening in the entire time and she just starts crying because someone actually knows this ugly, sad part of her and still took her side, and something particularly painful about how my mister started with as long as no one knows, it's no big deal but really concludes with there is so much risk in having someone know who you are but there's also so much comfort and peace to be found in that, too and maybe you shouldn't isolate yourself and maybe you should reach for that kind of comfort in being known and loved anyways

#caroline talks #my mister #if this is incoherent. it should be #rewatched the first 2.5 episodes of my mister last night #felt like crying my eyes out the entire time tbh!!#every time i watch this show there's just something about it that hurts me more and more and there's something that makes the messages #in this show feel more and more relevant #idk. thinking a lot about when ji an talks about how sometimes she wishes. sometimes she wishes #that everyone knew what she'd done and what had been done to her.#something about how ji an can't ever bring herself to connect truly with another person because of how much she hates #the feeling of people realizing what her past looks like #and not wanting to withstand the pity and also horror. like. okay.#something about ji an sobbing by the bridge when she listens to dong hoon pummeling that loan shark guy #and how i used to always cry at that scene but now i tear up just thinking about it #because you know! there's that shock (that firstly: someone knows your miserable secret. and secondly: they're still on your side)#and then absolute heartache because you don't know what to do with that information. you didn't expect it.#you're sobbing at a bridge because someone knows who you are and someone knows the scars of your past and still gets angry and sad for you.#and you still feel like you don't deserve it because you know deep down you are not a very good person (or so you tell yourself).#and. oughough. lee ji an holds such a place in my miserable little heart

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nthexplzn · 4 months

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hi guys. just found out how to pose and make little silly guys do silly little things on avatar catalog plplplpslspls looky here!!!! jingle jingle 🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑🔑

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kameonerd566 · 7 months

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Spent an hour of my workday crying about solitary female orb weaver spiders on wikipedia and now tumblr is hitting me with this shit

We are in this together Boris don't let the haters get u down

#tw spider #tw spiders #tumblr ads #slug speaks #no but are u guys hearing this the spiders- they're female spiders and they live all alone and every night they #weave a new web and eat the old one so it doesn't get dirty and then they wait and they're nocturnal and they're docile unless provoked #and they mate and then kill their partner and society seems them.monsters and theyre all alone #they just need some love sure they look weird and off putting but they're just a little gut #little guy trying to make it in this world and *choking back sobs* maybe I should go back on those antidepressants

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one-black-rotary-phone · 7 months

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I LOVE THIS BLOG SM ur like one of the only writers I’ve seen write tbp characters accurately! Half of them just write Finney as a shy super weak nerd and Robin as a flirty bad boy 😭 fav blog for sure

Thank you!!! To be honest I get worried about writing for the characters incorrectly, so I'm glad to hear I'm doing it right! Yeah, although Finney's quiet, he's more introverted than shy (unless you count Donna). Like, he can talk to people just fine, he just usually doesn't. And I don't feel like Robin is a lady's man (or a whoever's man. Idk). He may act kind of (?) flirty (AKA, arm around the shoulder), but he's not some rose-in-his-mouth-giving-you-a-bouquet guy. The arm stuff is because he's a bit insecure about it.

#cass' rotary #anonymous #oh my gosh though I'm your fav??????#hold on one sec gotta go be extremely happy--#i don't want to write robin as this super flirty guy.#i just think he'd do that because he's like #“well. i think they're awesome so someone else will probably try to take them if I'm not a little bit obvious.”#but he's not like #“oh I'm gonna have no respect for your boundaries."#if you tell him to back off he'll back off #it's because the dude does not know how to act in a relationship #he's like “am I supposed to do this?”#idk anyways there's my take on robin #again thank you so much!!!!!!#im really very flattered and appreciative #not tagging with fandom tags because this isnt really about that #tbh when you say half you probably mean three because there's only like six writers in this fandom :sob:#(/exaggeration)

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july-19th-club · 2 years

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one thing i really dont like in tv shows is when a scene carrying important or emotional dialogue gets a musical score with lyrics that are noticeable, because then i get too distracted by the song and it undercuts the drama too much for me to really appreciate it like i’d like to

#it's corny idk #like put your little song choice at the end credits if you have to but for me. for me? songs dont go in high drama scenes UNLESS #a) it is a musical b) it is an instrumental piece c) it is the kind of genre that permits songs with lyrics in high drama scenes #like a mixed-genre or comedy piece that can work #in a straight-up-and-down science fiction drama it's just distracting and makes the work feel less polished idk how to explain it #like. like if the characters are having emotional reunions or departures or being ripped from one another by Circumstances .#and it's NOT like......a romance (another genre which supports that device) or something. it just comes off different and it's distracting #i shouldnt have to hear a lady breathily saying words while you guys are sobbing into each other's arms or whatever #songs in drama shows are for: establishing setting . character intros or montages or dialogue-less action scenes. UNLESS you really want to #like highlight the action's impact then once again it's good to go no lyrics or even no score. and like....diegetic stuff #idk i make hugelong character playlists but i know i wouldn't put like.#heartache of goodbye by jayne trimble over a scene with emotional dialogue about saying goodbye it's too much! too on the nose #we dont need it spelled out for us. i'd put crow river waltz on at a volume SO low that it's only noticeable when they're not talking #and then later viewers would go 'what was that incredibly plaintive sound i heard then?' and look it up and find good old leo kottke

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citruslullabies · 20 days

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Guys I know it's hard to believe but...

I can make suggestive jokes

#because they're just jokes #you guys do not have to get so worried in my inbox #im not a kid making a joke about Dogday jumping on me #there was someone literally in my inbox SO concerned that I was a little kid #im a grown woman sobs #I don't write smut i still make jokes

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seventhraggedtiger · 1 year

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thinking about paul and kemmerich's relationship to this song. i literally do not care if paul bragged about girls he was with. they'd been friends since early childhood and paul was the one to hold Franz when he passed away. he was the one to stay when all of the boys left after their last goodbyes. i know im posting a lot about Franz a lot but :( he's just so precious and his death really hits me all the time and him and Paul's relationship, platonic or not, is beautiful

#all quiet on the western front #im westen nichts neues #paul bäumer #franz kemmerich #i'm sad #they're just gay #silly little guys #if you dont see the romance between them then #i dont know what to do with you #cavetown #sobbing #erich maria remarque

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yxngbxkkie · 26 days

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girl dad 🎀 (b.c)

i had seen a tik tok with chan and the twins, and how he's a girl dad 🥹 so, i had come up with this idea 🫢 i hope you guys like it 🩷

feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰

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You've been sitting in your car for twenty minutes, trying to get yourself to stop crying. One hand covers your mouth, quieting your sobs while the other gently rubs your tiny baby bump. You're fourteen weeks pregnant, and you just found out what you and Chan are having.

Your phone vibrates in your vehicle's cup holder, seeing Chan's name on the screen. You wipe your tears and take a deep breath before answering his call.

“Hey, baby,” you greet him, smiling to yourself.

“Hi, my baby,” Chan's voice makes your heart flutter. “Have you made it to the studio yet? How did the appointment go? I'm sorry I couldn't go with you.��

You giggle and lean back against the seat, turning your head to look out the window. “It's okay, baby. I forgot you had a schedule this morning. It went well. I have another sonogram photo to show you,” you inform him on how it went, leaving out the part where you learned whether your baby’s a girl or a boy.

“That's good. I can't wait to see our bean,” he giggles into the receiver, making you giggle as well. “We're just about to start filming, so I wanted to let you know that you're free to come in. I gave your name to security.”

You turn your vehicle off, feeling yourself calmer after talking to your boyfriend. “Okay, baby. I just pulled in, so I'll be there in a few. I love you,” you smooch.

“I love you so much. As soon as I have a free moment, I'm kissing you,” he mentions, having missed his morning kisses due to both of you being busy.

You're walking towards the building, and you shake your head. “I'm not going to complain,” you laugh, bidding him goodbye.

You slip your phone into your back pocket, giving the guard your name. He lets you in without any trouble, thankfully, and you make your way towards the room they're recording in.

When you finally reach the place Chan and Felix are in, you notice that they've already started recording. You look through the window of the door, seeing your boyfriend sitting cross-legged on the floor with the twins in his lap.

Tears pool in your eyes as you gently rub your belly, thinking of how it'll be when she's born. “Is this what parent life will look like?” You ask no one in particular, taking a quick glance down at your barely noticeable bump.

You chew on your lip as you walk into the room, the squeals of the girls reaching your ears. Chan's eyes meet yours, and he smiles at you fondly.

You wave at him before crossing your arms over your chest. Felix and Chan's manager grabs a chair for you to sit in, knowing that you're pregnant. You thank Skijigi quietly and take a seat.

The recording didn't last much longer, the two boys having a snack with the twins before they headed out. You stay in your seat when Chan walks over to you, greeting you with a kiss.

“Have you been crying?” He asks, noticing the redness around your eyes. His fingertips gently stroke your skin, a frown etching onto his lips.

“I can't get anything past you, can I?” You chuckle, shaking your head. Chan shakes his head as well, looking around to see the staff slowly filtering out. “It's nothing bad, I promise.”

Your hand grabs his, intertwining your fingers together before squeezing his hand. “The baby's okay?” He asks, stroking the back of your hand.

“Yes, absolutely,” you tell him, standing up from your chair. You bring your conjoined hands to your stomach, letting him feel your bump. “She is doing fantastic.”

His head snaps up, a gasp leaving his plump lips. “She? We're having a girl?” Chan whispers, his hands moving to your waist. “Are we really having a baby girl?”

Tears pool in both of your eyes, and you nod your head, confirming. “We're gonna have a little girl,” you cry out, laughing as you do. “You're going to be such a wonderful girl dad.”

Your fingers stroke his cheek, smiling up at him as you wipe his tears. Chan's lip quivers, bringing you into his chest. “I can't believe we're gonna have a girl,” he sniffles, gliding his hands on your lower back. “I hope she looks just like you.”

You pull back enough to look at him, smiling softly. “I hope she has your smile and dimples,” you giggle, leaning on your toes to kiss his lips.

“I can't wait to tell the kids,” he laughs, pressing chaste kisses on your lips. “They were so convinced that we'll have a boy.”

You burst out laughing, combing your fingers through his hair. “Let's go prove them wrong,” you wink, pulling away from him completely. Chan swiftly grabs your hand as the two of you walk out of the room together.

“After we tell them you want to get dinner?” He asks, kissing the back of your conjoined hands.

Your heart flutters in your chest, nodding your head, yes. “I'd love to, baby,” you grin, leaning your head on his arm. “I love you.”

Chan kisses your head and squeezes your hand. “I love you, baby.”

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tagging: @strawboorybunny @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8 @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n

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satoruwiki · 3 months

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♡⃕ SO SWEET ! ₊⁺

MINORS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DNI!!

content: nsfw; smut; porn w no plot; afab!reader; fem!reader; cunilingus; inappropriate use of strawberry syrup and a lollipop…

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n/a: i know it’s not good for you but PLEASE don’t ruin my fantasy 😞. this is fiction guys don’t try it at home. english isn’t my first language and im still a rookie at writing so bear with me please! any feedback/request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3 repost bc there’s no way im letting this go.

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Satoru loves sweets. Whether they are mochis, dangos, candies, you name it. Do you know how they taste better, though?

When they're coated in your juices.

Oh, that has Satoru sent to another orbit. Satoru's sweet and pervy tooth relishes in the mixed taste of something sweet with your arousal. Just thinking about it has his slacks becoming too tight for him and his mouth watering for a taste of your sweet cunt.

Satoru likes to hear the shy noises and soft moans you let out when the cold and sticky texture of the strawberry syrup he squeezes out from the bottle falls onto your nipples or your puffy lips. It makes the experience even more delightful for him.

Or the look on your flushed and dazed face when his tongue laps a long stroke on your slit, your hips jerking up when he gives a mean suck to your swollen clit. But the taste. Oh, the taste.

"Fuck, you taste so fucking good," Satoru groans, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he eats you out—absolutely pussy drunk, the taste of strawberry and your cum lingering on his tongue. Your back arches off the bed, your legs have him locked as your hands yank his hair to have him pressed to your pussy, feeling your second orgasm coming by leaps and bounds.

"You're gonna cum again, baby? Gonna have this pretty pussy gushing f'me?" he asks, rutting his hips on the mattress to have some relief on his aching cock, parting your folds with his tongue; his tight grip on your thighs leaving red handprints.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," you sobbed lightheaded, grinding your hips against him until you cried out his name, seeing stars as your hips stuttered, gushing all over him and soaking the sheets underneath you in your squirt.

Satoru kissed your trembling thighs and your soaked cunt lovingly, patiently waiting for you to come down for your high. "You okay?" he asked softly, his mouth glistening in drool and remains of strawberry syrup and your cum.

You nodded, managing a soft 'mhm' out of your mouth between gasps and soft pants, a weak but satisfied smile drawn on your lips.

"Good, 'cause I'm not done with you yet," he says, pulling away from between your thighs to get something out of his pocket. A small lollipop came out of his pocket.

Satoru unwrapped the candy carefully, popping it into his mouth. Through your half-lidded eyes, you saw him staring at you lusciously, his tongue swirling around the sweet and sucking the lollipop lewdly, pulling it out of his mouth and making a 'pop' sound. Ugh, this man, always doing something extra to look sexy.

Satoru sat back on the bed, a gentle tap on your thighs. "Lift your legs and press them together, baby," he instructed. You listened, holding your legs together in the air, though a little puzzled by his request. Satoru bit his lip in anticipation, suppressing a groan as he glided the wet candy across your slit, coating it in your slick. You sighed at the coolness of the lollipop rubbing across your folds, still sensitive from your previous orgasms and sending shivers throughout your body. "God, look at that," he grunted in awe, so much of your arousal creaming the candy.

He tapped the lollipop lightly against your abused clit, rubbing it and pulling moans out of you. "'Toru, what're you doing?" you panted in a daze, getting frustrated as to why he hadn't plunged his cock into your cunt yet. "Shh, lemme just..." Satoru murmured, sliding the candy down to your heat, pushing it in with ease and pumping it in and out of you.

You gasped, your toes curled, the lollipop massaging your walls and abusing that sweet spot that made you see stars, already feeling the coiling tension of your orgasm forming.

"'Toru! Stop! I'm so close," you whimpered, your pussy clenching around the hard candy. "wanna cum on your cock, please, let me cum on your cock..." you sobbed, your pleading words making Satoru halt his movements, pulling the lollipop out of you.

Satoru sighed. He would've liked making you squirt with the candy, but how could he deny you when you sounded so cute, pleading to cum on his dick? "Fine, whatever my girl wants," he says, positioning himself between your legs. "Hold this for me, love," he pushes the lollipop past your lips, the taste of your essence blended with the strawberry and cream-flavoured lollipop setting on your tongue. You moan at the taste, your cunt pulsing and aching to be stuffed by Satoru's girthy cock.

Satoru aligns his shaft to your needy cunt, grazing your folds with his tip before sinking down inside with ease. Satoru moans as he pushes in, your wet walls already clenching around him tightly—as if afraid to lose him.

"F-fuck," you sputter, your insides feeling so full of him and throbbing around his cock. Satoru places each of your legs on his shoulder, your feet dangling in the air and takes the candy out of your mouth. "I'm taking this out. Don't want you to choke on it, doll," he says, putting it in his mouth instead before starting to thrust into you.

The smell of sex and strawberry syrup lingered in the air, and the squelching sounds of your pussy were louder than Satoru's huffs and pants. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, damping his snow-like hair and sticking his bangs to his forehead. Fuck, you were squeezing him so tight, your tight walls sucking him so good as he pounded in you.

"Shit, baby, you feel so good," he groaned, one thumb circling your clit to get you closer to the edge. "This pretty pussy is so good f'me. So fucking amazing, taking me in like a champ," he hissed, rutting deep into you.

Satoru angled your hips, his cock reaching deeper inside your cunt, his head fucking straight on your sweet spot, drawing loud moans out of you--your hands clenching onto fists and gripping the sheets underneath you tightly. "F-fuck!" You cried out, rolling your eyes to the back of your head as your walls spasmed around his cock, gushing his abdomen and thighs as the waves of pleasure overtook you.

"That's it, baby, good girl," he huffed, his thrusts sloppier as he got closer to his peak. "Where do you want it? Where do you want my cum?" he said, his balls tightening and slapping against your ass.

"Inside, I want it inside," you purred, drool running down the side of your mouth, too fucked out to care where he'd shoot his load honestly.

Satoru bit his lip, suppressing the small whimpers coming out, announcing his soon orgasm. "Want me to stuff your cunt full of my cum, love?" he panted, his tongue lolling out—letting the lollipop drop on the side of the bed. "Yeah, I want it, I want it so bad. Please, fill me up with your load—I needed it," you babbled cockdrunk between breathy moans.

"Fuuuck, take it, take it," He groaned, emptying himself with his warm load inside you in shattered breaths. He pulled out, thick white translucent ropes of his cum seeping out of your cunt, soiling the bedsheets.

His chest heaving, Satoru peppered you with kisses, whispering sweet nothing to you. "Let me catch my breath and we'll take a nice bath together, okay? You must be all sticky from the syrup and the candy on you."

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leclercings · 26 days

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Long Distance Love | Lando Norris x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Lando Norris x girlfriend!Reader

A/N: This was for a request!! Here's what I came up with🤍

yourusername

tagged landonorris

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yourusername: i think i like this little life

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landonorris: ilysm🤍

↳yourusername: i love you too!!

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↳y/nlover: agreed🥺

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“Babe, I missed you.”

You wrap your arms around Lando just as he enters your apartment.

Not just yours, though. His as well.

You've been living together for the past year. Although you're used to the solitude because Lando travels across the world for the races, the place still feels empty without him around.

The feeling of joy and happiness that fills you whenever the bell rings and when you see it's him- it gives you a thrill.

Long distance is hard, but there is some strength in holding on to a relationship while being apart. It's challenging. It's frustrating. There are days you crave his presence and touch. There are days you wish he was beside you to keep you together.

You've known Lando since he was a kid. From his go karting days to his F1 stint, you've always been a pillar of support beside his family. Being raised in a humble background, you're still not used to the glitz and glamour of Monaco.

You keep falling apart again and again in this foreign country, without your family, without any support- and Lando isn't there to pick up the pieces.

You start sobbing, losing yourself in the hug.

“Y/N, what happened?” He pulls away and gently wipes your tears.

“I miss you so much. It's so painful not having you around.”

He gives you a sad smile.

“I know. But I can't help it, love.” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. His touch is electrifying, a feeling like none other, especially considering that you guys rarely stay together.

“Lando, I-woah!”

Lando carries you to the room, bridal style, catching you by surprise.

“Would you like to go for a drive?” He asks you, placing you on the bed and plopping down next to you.

That sounds like a fun idea. You're willing to spend as many moments as you can with him. You're feeling a little emotional, and this might be a good distraction.

“What about drive-in theater? There's a screening of The Notebook.”

He chuckles. “You'll never get tired of this movie, will you?”

“Never.”

*****

You're sobbing throughout the movie. Lando hands you the tub of ice cream you're both sharing. It's hard to find privacy amidst the stares that people are giving to the both of you- considering Lando’s celebrity status. But you're getting used to it.

You decided to match hoodies. He's wearing one of your favourite black Playboy hoodies with the purple logo at the back. You have a similar looking one but in grey.

Just as the movie ends, your ice cream too.

“I'm hungry,” your stomach growls as if on cue, and a blush spreads across your cheeks.

“Burger and fries?”

“Yes!” You make a fist pump.

You reach McDonald's. Lando parks the car and you both enter the restaurant.

There are stares again, of course, so you feel a little conscious about your appearance. Lando places his hand at your back, guiding you to a seat and also as a reassurance that he's there with you, no matter what.

You place your order. You're both sitting, waiting and chilling, but you're suddenly interrupted by a little girl walking towards your table along with her mom.

“Lando!!!”

Lando smiles at the girl.

“Could I please have a picture?”

“Sure,” Lando gets up and stands beside the girl. She gives you both a toothy grin. “What's your name, love?”

“I’m Diane. Who is this with you?” She points at you.

“This is my best friend, Y/N.”

“Wow! Could I have a picture with you as well?” She gives you an innocent look, and your heart skips a beat. You click a picture with her.

“I think you're really pretty,” she tells you, before taking off a bracelet that she's wearing and giving it to you. “Please keep this.”

You beam at her.

“Thank you, love. I'll keep it safe. I think you're really gorgeous too.” Diane blushes.

“Thank you,” her mom says. “Let's go Diane.”

She gives Lando a hug and then leaves.

After spending a few hours at the McDonald's, you both decide to go for a walk.

Fans keep on approaching you. Most of them are so supportive and sweet. By the end of the day, you're feeling better and you've earned quite a few bracelets.

As the night approaches, you're tired. But your heart is full of love, grateful for all the kindness that you received today. As a thank you, you decide to post a picture on Instagram.

Lando is leaving for Japan tomorrow. You're going to miss him. But you're willing to go through this tribulation- as long as Lando gets to live his dream.

You're lucky to have someone like him in your life. And to be honest, he's very lucky too. No matter how many hardships and ups and downs you face in your life and relationship- you will always have good people around. Today has proved that.

You're willing to make it work, and so is Lando. That's what matters in the end.

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He hates Steve Harrington, everything about him. His stupid, upbeat pop music. His tall fucking hair. His annoyingly bright clothes. His bullshit German luxury car.

Eddie hates that Steve's a good guy. Hates that he carried Eddie's broken and dying body out of hell. Hates that the kids love him how they do. Hates that he and Robin Buckley are the kind of best friends who might as well be siblings. Hates the way that Jonathan is back and Nancy is happy, and Steve has no resentment about any of it. Hates that he'll never, for as long as he lives, forget about six kids and a Winnebago.

And he hates, more than anything of all, the way he's always finding himself in Steve's bed. The way he falls apart when Steve is deep inside, the way he begs for more, pleads for Steve to wreck him. The way Steve treats him so good that it makes him sob.

Eddie hates himself for not being able to stop. For wanting Steve so much that sometimes he feels it as a visceral ache in the back of his molars. He hates himself for how little fight his dumb traitor heart puts into not being astronomically down bad in love with the guy immediately.

And none of this is supposed to flow from his brain to his tongue to out of his mouth, but Steve fucks him so good and slow--gives him the most mind-blowing orgasm of his life--that it all just slips out of the safe confines of his mind.

"I fucking hate you," he says. Or pants, more like, he's all flushed and sweaty and covered in come, not yet settled back to himself.

"W-what?" Steve stutters. He's standing at the edge of the bed, damp towel clenched in his fist.

True, full consciousness strikes then and he doesn't know what else to say. Steve's big eyes are wide and sad, and Eddie's brain is screaming at him to fix it, and isn't that just another thing that he hates?

"Steve. Like. Fucking look at yourself, man." He waves his hand up Harrington's perfect body. "You're the most beautiful fucking thing in the universe. And you--you embody like every fucking thing I'm supposed to hate with your money and your athletic ability, and your whole goddamn clean-cut All-American boy next door bullshit. And I--I keep ending up here when everything in me says to run away, that this--you--are too good to be fucking true."

And Steve, he's pinching the bridge of his nose, looking more than anything like he's trying not to burst into tears and this--this cannot be borne.

"I love you so fucking much." His voice cracks and he reaches out to circle his fingers around Steve's wrist, the one holding the towel. "I love you so much and I don't deserve even a second of it. Not a minute. Because you're Steve Harrington, you're--"

Steve presses his hand (he hates the the wide palms and long fingers, how they're perfect, how they hold him and comfort him and wring out pleasure again and again like it's nothing, like Steve's hands were made for making Eddie come) over Eddie's mouth. "Shut-up, Munson," he says.

"I fucking hate you too." There's ease in the way he says it, a lightness in his eyes. "I hate that you don't use conditioner. I hate that your van makes that turkey gobble sound every time you turn a corner, and you refuse to let me look at it. I hate how loud you play your music, how it makes my fucking skin shake. I hate when you forget to take the damn chains off your jeans when you put them in the wash."

Steve climbs into bed, straddling him, towel long forgotten. "You know what else I fucking hate, Eddie?" He leans down, ghosting his lips against the tip of Eddie's nose, skimming his mouth. "I hate that I've never loved anyone like I love you. I hate that I almost fucking lost you. I hate that we can't spend every minute in this goddamn bed, so I can memorize every inch of your skin, every sound you make, every single way I tear you apart, and all of the things that put you back together. I love you, Ed. Every fucking terrible part."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #angst #but not really though?#hate sex #but only kind of?#idiots in love #smut #i really don't know what this is #it just kind of happened #i thought of Eddie listing things he hated about Steve and it all poured out #this is very i hate the way i don't hate you not even close not even a little bit not even at all #it wasn't an intentional 10 things homage

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