#I fucking adore you sm

[bisexual-horror-fan]

I was reading "Be Careful What You Say" again. And you know what still gets me the most with all that build up, all that teasing and that sinful edging? That goddamn kiss. That damn kiss that shows how damn hungry, how damn horny, how damn INTO IT that dream demon is. It's such an A+ moment. -Furball891

Ahhh Furball yessss! God that was such a good request from you! So fucking fun, so hot! I agree so hard, that kiss is just ughh, amazing. Oh to be edged and denied and kissed like that by Freddy. I would love that shit so much.

Thank you again Furball for asking for it and for this ask!

#Furball891 #BHF asks #I fucking adore you sm

[frnkiebby]

Z is for Zamboni

fucking stupid pretty motherfucker~🎃

#this one was surprisingly easy #that r really fucked me up #how is z easier than r?? and x??? #whatever #he’s so cute and stupid and adorable and hot and i love him #i also love all of you guys #like this blog is so much fun for me and i literally was only going to do one post a day when i first started it #so jfc #i do like 6 a day now usually and i just #i’m having sm fun #and you guys are sm fun #and i mean FUCKING FRANK IERO #take that how you will #FellowWhore Appreciation Day #follower milestone #frnkiebby #frank iero #mcr #frnkiero #mcrmy #frnkie #mcr5 #my chemical romance #my chem #ilhsm

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

thinking abt geto ”would you like me to kill them for you ^_^” suguru again ….. (the ^_^ is of utmost importance btw)

#he doesn’t say it in a hot ”who did this to you” way (that’s just how he WANTS it to sound) he says it in a way that makes you laugh. #bc he’s literally so funny. clingy cult leader bf who is sooo soft and adoring 🥺 and at every minor inconvenience he resorts to Murder #someone bumps into you on the street and he’s instantly like ”darling do you want me to —” ”no.” #”… are you sure 😔” #he wants to kill for you sooooo fucking bad he thinks it’s a love language … no girl!!!!!!! #he’s literally so silly he’s the silliest little guy…. he’s so funny. i love him sm!!! #will never stop thinking abt his pure comedic potential #ari noises ✩

[juneviews]

no, actually my least favorite thing about watching thai dramas while speaking & understanding thai... is that the dialects never match up 😭😭😭 if a character is from a non-central province, they'll have their whole family speak in northern/southern/isaan dialect while the main character, who's played by an actor from bangkok, will unexplainably not have any remnants of his native dialect when he speaks even though he was born & raised in the area and often time never even left... that shit breaks the fourth wall to me, like... why even hire an actor who doesn't fit the role fully, I don't get it 😭

#axelle rants #i told sunset about you #to be continued #I'm too lazy to tag ALMOST EVERY SHOW THAT TAKES PLACE OUT OF BKK #I adore itsay but this is literally its only AND biggest flaw in my eyes bc why the fuck is teh only breaking into southern dialect - #- for shits & giggles when he was born in phuket and lived there his whole life like WUT #same for oh-aew the dude never speaks southern dialect at all it makes ZERO sense #but teh's mom tarn & SOME of the friends speak correctly... it's so jarring #there's only 3 types of shows that have avoided this #1) to me it's simply you where nadech's character speaks both isaan dialect & central dialect as a way to show us that his character is - #- ashamed of his roots & then gradually accepts them. it's well done imo #2) isaan shows with an entirely isaan cast & crew like siew sum noi and nah harn... which is why I love isaan shows sm #3) I believe 1000 stars did this well? unless earth's character is supposed to be northern which in that case nevermind #HOWEVER bkpp MADE itsay so I'm willing to forgive the fact that they can't speak southern dialect even though it takes me out of the show #axelle learns thai

[nyxofdemons]

i think my official take on charlie and alastor's dynamic is that i don't particularly care for it as a ship (LOVE some of the art though), BUT i do think their relationship is going to be one of the most interesting things about the show, and definitely MY favorite part. something about the sunshine princess who's actually SUPREMELY terrifyingly powerful and the equally upbeat and ever-delighted yet equally terrifyingly powerful demon who is at the COMPLETE OPPOSITE of the morality spectrum is one that is sooooooo good. i need them to be best friends SO BADLY

#not saying im necessarily hoping for an alastor redemption arc but like. an alastor taming arc would be so fucking funny #charlie: what is in your mouth #alastor: *ripping and tearing noises* #charlie: i SAID; what the FUCK is IN YOUR MOUTH; #alastor; DEFINITELY just cannibalized a patron: *DISMEMBERING CARCASS FASTER* #mostly i want alastor to bond with charlie sm it throws off all his plans #alastor has never HAD a friend before he's never experienced this kind of protective feral adoration #someone is giving charlie shit about the hotel and she's visibly upset and dejected so he just goes and. eats the guy alive #and then delivers his head on a spike to charlie and is like :)) you know this whole friendship thing isn't so bad actually :)) #mine #hazbin hotel #alastor #charlie

[amiharana]

good afternoon revalink shippers, today i'm thinking about how some of the dialogue options when asking the old man for the paraglider during the great plateau sequence are oddly pushy and rude, and how the paraglider has the same symbol as the one on revali's landing

there's no reason for link to be a little asshole when he just woke up, unless he also lost his ability for decorum and inhibition with his memories in the shrine of resurrection. but perhaps when he wakes up, the word "paraglider" is a keyword to link , one that resonates so deeply to him and he knows has to have it, it needs to be with him because... because... he doesn't know why! but it's supposed to be his and no one else should be touching it! and that's why some of link's dialogue options are so demanding.

regarding the paraglider symbol, you could easily say that it's just the symbol of the rito. but i logged into the game to have a look at all objects with the rito crest on it, and to my knowledge, pretty much anything with the crest on it only includes the body and not the wings like on revali's landing. unless i missed something, i'd like to propose the idea that revali added the wings to the crest to represent the achievement of creating his gale since canonically he's the only rito who can fly (by proper definition) due to his ability to harness updrafts.

if we designate the winged rito crest to be a symbol of revali in particular and consider its placement on the paraglider, we could say revali himself made the paraglider. i know it's already been said and used in fic like revali made it as a courting gift for link (ily btw if you have ever written or drawn this), but it's nice to use in-game evidence to explain it!

now if we could figure out why the old man had the paraglider on the great plateau... he couldn't have known that revali made it for link, could he?

#loz #botw #loz botw #revalink #i absolutely adore fanfics where the paraglider is a courting gift for link from revali #tsundere bird hates that his stupid wingless bf can't fly with him so he makes something for him to be able to fly alongside him #tsundere bird uses his special ability to keep his wingless bf in the sky with him #and falls in love with him even more watching him scream and shout in exhilaration from being able to fly #seriously how tf does rhoam have the fucking paraglider. where did u get it you literally died. #also consider when revali gave/was planning to give the paraglider to link #if it was prior to the calamity then it probably hurts revali even more watching link use it not remembering how they used to fly together #someone talk to me about this i love revalink sm #amihan's revalinkverse

[ace-no-isha]

simply in love with her and her kindness. constantly thinking about how the “weakling” duo gain courage from protecting the ones they love and are so much stronger. this specifically tying back to nami’s backstory is something i adore

#i said duo and not trio cus i feel like chopper is good at jumping into action without fear #also weakling in quotes cus they’re all strong as fuck #usopp and nami just need a bit of confidence #also in the future i hope nami gets to be around kids (‘: i love how she loves them sm #sweetest thing ever #the straw hats just being good with kids is something i adore like nothing else #something so kind about kids (and animals) being drawn to you #one piece #nami #nami one piece #one piece nami #nami op #op nami #cat burglar nami #onigashima #wano #onigashima arc #wano arc #wano country #wano kuni #wano kuni arc #wano country arc

[vilsoo]

anyways… i just got home from watching the fnaf movie !!! 😳🫢😵‍💫

#( ♥︎ ) — messy talk. #alright SPOILERS IN THE TAGS #first and foremost thank you to scott and the production team #im super super super grateful for a fnaf movie #when i first heard the soundtrack for the opening credits I KNEW DAMN WELL THAT THIS WAS GONNA BE PEAK CINEMA ALREADYYYY #THE 8BIT TITLE SEQUENCE RAHHHHHHHH #I LOVE IT SM #AND THE SOUNDTRACK IS SO GOOD #SJSJDJSJDJDJWJ THERES SO SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT #LIKE THE SPARKY THE DOG EASTER EGG #CORY AND MATPATS CAMEOS #THE ANIMATRONICS BEING SO FUCKING ADORABLE #EVERY TINY LITTLE DETAIL WAS SO NOTICEABLE TO FNAF FANS #AHHHHHHH

[franeridan]

doodling ace and suddenly having a lil mental breakdown over him, daily occurrences and all that

#probably the most bastard thing oda ever did to him was making him so heavily family oriented and give him #THE WORST #family situation ever #he took his mom's surname #keeps dadan's beads #spends all his time talking about his lil bro and how much he loves him #and more his whole downfall was how much he loved his new family #his happiness was being called son and brother #the horrible thing is that everything we know about roger makes it obvious he was a great dude #ace would have ADORED him #he'd have been So Happy with him #and instead he spent his whole life hating him isn't that tragic? doesn't it just kill you? #that had his parents been alive he'd have loved them so much he'd have made it his whole personality #and instead the world used them to make him miserable and convinced he's undeserving of love?? #when he could have been so bright with them his whole life instead I'm gonna sob I'm gonna cry for real #don't EVEN make me start on sabo and how ace must have felt for the past ten years of his life about him #and he never even got to know he was alive!!! he had his jolly roger on his arm!!! inside his name!!!!! #i know that the reason why i love ace sm is bc oda wrote him like this but at the same time fuck oda for writing him like this

[papasmistakeria]

Currently on episode 3 of The Crazy Ones and all of them are so stupid and chaotic I love them sm

#the crazy ones #hamish linklater #papas mistakeria special #THANK YOU TO THE TWO PEOPLE THAT SUGGESTED THE CRAZY ONES #I ABSOLUTELY ADORE ALL OF THEM #they're like a little polycule I love them sm #all of them are so stupid like what the fuck are yall doing how are yall still alive 💀 #also this just confirms the trend of putting hamish's characters with sisters #if i had a nickel for every sister a hamish linklater character has i'd have 10 nickels cause andrew has like 7 sisters #he just has 'grew up with sisters' vibes

[daydadahlias]

There was an ask before about how MiM Ashton probably gets happy when he makes bubble float while doing dishes, and so I decided to draw it!

STOP OMG THIS IS THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM LOSING MY MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#THE LITTLE WORDS #ofc he would tell cal ofc he would giggle #the fact that this isnt a scene in the fic #im such an idiot it should have been #pigeon #1loulu5 #the little blush marks stop it #and his little pink shirt #this is just so fucking adorable i love how little and chibi he is #and all the marks in his hair are such a cute stylistic choice!!! #especially the lil curl on top omggggg #how fucking precious #thank you sm rory omg #u little angel baby thank u

[captaincolorblob]

Listen s5 is a blast to watch in general but I think the Halloween arc has gotta be hands down the most fun. Like Mikey throws a silver coin down a guy’s throat, if that isnt amazing entertainment i dont know what is

#tmnt 2012 #so many good mikey moments #also their fits are amazing idc what anyone says #also way funnier then it has to be #like leo's delivery when he says ''I feel like Van Helsing! But way cooler then him actually way cooler then Van Helsing'' had me ROLLING #sadly not much april or casey content but at least i got some capriltello crumps so you win some you lose some #also renet is just<33333 i love her sm #also the way mikey is just fucking SWOONING over her half the time is so adorable #like in the monsters among us scene after they finally reach the sewers after mikey shot a werewolf in the nose #you can just see him look at her and smile so geniunely while the others are talking and you just know his ass is not listening to a single #word #i LEGITIMATELY accidently said OUT LOUD ''i wish someone would look at me the way mikey looks at renet'' #dracula and savanti also have some amazing moments #like when dracula wants to take the time cepter for himself then realizes it doesnt work savantie sending the pharaoh to kill dracula but #dracula just fucking EVISIRATES the guy #or when after dracula got stabbed by mikey how savanti just steps on the guys bones and says ''well he was a jerk anyway'' with such a funny #expression #the different vampire transformations were also so fun #and who could forget the line ''smoooooth donatelloo'' fucking ICONIC #dia rambles

[lady-assnali]

In the 7/11 Under Fluorescent Lights

(it’s just Crygi’s first date with a line from All My Ghosts by Lizzie McAlpine as the jumping point with no return) I can’t even be bothered to make a cover for this. I tried to convince myself that this is part of the teacher au but in reality Gigi has a chokehold on me and I’m over it. I couldn’t do a single other thing until this whole thing was written, so now that it’s out in the universe maybe my brain will let me focus on something else. I blame it on that stupid ass cleavage dress. I am done and I deserve to be fired from my status as a human being. Thank you. ———

            The April air is brisk and inviting, brushing daintily against the heat that had been swirling around the crowded bar. With the night still young, the popular hot-spot crowded street is crowded with people. They move in and out of buildings, rushing away from the cold or holding their jackets tight. The lights dance against the darkness, and in the flurry of people Crystal feels almost woozy from the thrill of it all. She had a birthday crown perched on her curls, and strangers walking by (admittedly half of them most likely drunk) shout and raise their hands to her in celebration. Their words float around her in an echo; she is too focused on Gigi to let anything else take over her senses.

            Gigi, who presses her body flush against Crystals. Gigi who kisses her neck, lets her hands get lost in her open jacket. She smells like strawberries and some kind of light flower-just like she always does-only this time the perfume crashes over her existence, fogs up her ability to form a coherent thought that doesn’t start and end with her name. The brush of Gigi’s lips against her skin is the physical manifestation of finally, and outside of the bar, wrapped in each other, it’s a record on repeat. Finally, finally, finally.

            “Cry’s,” It’s a feeble whimper against her skin, and she shivers against the sound of her name. “Let’s go home.”

            Crystal draws herself back swiftly, immediately regretting the decision as Gigi’s eyes widen and drop to her hands. 

            “No no no no, it’s not a bad thing, I’m not-I just don’t,” She groans in frustration at herself, taking the ginger’s hands in hers and lacing their fingers together. Gigi still won’t look up, opting instead to take in her bottom lip, a habit that five years of friendship made into reading an open book. She’s nervous. 

            “Ireallyneedtotakeyouonadate!”

            “What?”

            “Geeg, I’ve been waiting so long to kiss you. But I can’t just take you home, I can’t cheapen us like that. You are so important to me, you’re the most important person in my entire life. I know that if we go home now some part of me is always going to be trying to make up for the fact that I didn’t even take you on a date first.”

            Gigi laughs then, light and brief, before cupping Crystal’s cheeks in her hands.

            “I don’t need to go on a date,” She moves her hands to thread her fingers through curls of chocolate brown hair. “We have the rest of our lives for that.”

            She draws a whimper from the brunette, who responds hungrily to Gigi biting her bottom lip. She settles her hands on Gigi’s waist and pulls her as close as she can, an electric energy fizzling in each place their bodies are connected. A tug on her hair draws out a moan that draws Crystal back once more, and she crosses her arms over her chest.

            “Gigi Goode, we are in public!” The words that had sounded so authoritative come out shakily. She can’t look a the ginger in this dress, can’t let herself imagine the different ways she’d maneuver it off of her best friend’s body. While her voice is wobbly and her eyes aren’t able to take themselves off of her, Crystal has to rely on grabbing hold of Gigi’s hand.

            “We’re going on a date,” she decides, “We’re going on a date right now, and then we’re going home.”

            The ginger pouts but wraps her arms around one of Crystal’s anyway, brushing her nose against her cheek.

            “Okay, let’s go.”

            They walk by several restaurants on the strip and Crystal does stop at a few, but with each announced wait time Gigi groans, running a hand up the brunette’s arm with a murmured too long. With each stop she feels her own restraint wavering and attempts to focus on the lights and the people-watching rather than those legs in that dress. Gigi fills the silence with questions about the birthday cake they’d left behind-do you think Jaida will save us a piece? Maybe Jan can sneak it into the fridge there and we can pick it up tomorrow. I mean, it’s your cake and you didn’t even have a piece! You just blew out the candles! Do you think we should just go back and steal it? Wouldn’t it be nice to have cake for breakfast?

            The rambling keeps Gigi occupied and away from the long, steep track of thoughts it had started when Crystal had initially pulled away. She wants this forever and it hasn’t even really started yet. She wants this forever, and Crystal is the best friend she’s ever had, so of course there is a spiraling of catastrophe weaving in and out of the warmth of being so connected to her again. If they fall apart, it’ll ruin her. She can’t really remember the last time she’d been in a long-term, serious relationship; no, those had all been ruined by curly hair and thick-rimmed glasses, giggling and late-night FaceTimes and inside jokes and things she’d never wanted to share with anybody but her best friend. They were ruined by it’s me or her because of course she’d pick Crystal, she’d pick her every time.

            She’s worth it.

            The older girl shifts their walking positions to hold one hand on Gigi’s lower back, rubbing circles with her thumb absentmindedly as she hums along to the conversation (and denies the idea to steal the cake). And if the ginger feels a little faint at the touch she says nothing about it. She says nothing until the feeling of Crystal’s thumb begins to feel intimate and soft. Gigi’s legs are wobbly and her head is foggy and she pulls Crystal through the next open door and steps back from her defiantly.

            “This is it, this is where I want to have our first date.”

            “At…at a 7/11?” Crystal looks at their surroundings with a mix of intrigue and horror; this is the last place she would have imagined taking her for a date, and she’d been thinking about this moment for way too long to find aisles of snacks and random household essentials and a bored teenage boy an acceptable option. Gigi won’t accept her hesitation, merely pulls her by the hand again and walks her through the snack aisle.

            “See, Crys, isn’t this nice? Walking, window shopping…”

            “For Takis?”

            “For whatever you want, it’s your birthday!”

            “No, no, I’m taking you on the date. You can’t buy me anything!”

            “Well then I think I want….” Her eyes light up and she bounces to the back of the store, standing triumphantly next to a wall of whirring machinery.

            “A slurpee?”

            “A slurpee! A red one. My mom used to get them for me after school and then she’d take me to the playground to run off all of the extra sugar. She never let me drink it all, though. She’d only fill it up halfway, and then we’d share.”

            “So your mom didn’t let you have fun.” Crystal deadpans, picking two cups from the side of the dispensers. “No wonder you grew up like you did-normal on the outside, weirdo underneath…all that sugar you missed out on.”

            “Yeah? And what’s your memory of these?”

            “Oh, easy. I just did this.” She slips her cup underneath the blue machine, waits five seconds, and slips it under the orange. Gigi wrinkles her nose and watches as the brunette eagerly fills her cup, switching between the two flavors until it is full. 

            “And this is the woman I’ve chosen to date.” She says playfully, shaking her head while Crystal takes a long sip of her Slurpee. 

            They haven’t fully looked at each other since they’d chosen their drinks and the second Crystal indulges herself with a glance her breath is caught in her throat. Gigi’s leaning against the counter, white dress be damned, her lips closed against the long red straw of her Slurpee. When she catches Crystal’s eye she draws a finger to her lips, shushing her before topping off her cup with an attempted stealth. 

            “Hey, I think someone’s trying to cheat the system over here,” Crystal’s voice is only loud enough for the two of them but the ginger still giggles furiously, slapping her arm and continuing her begging for secrecy. 

            “No, I mean it’s fine, I’ll still write to you when you’re in prison,” She mimes the opening of an old scroll, pushing her glasses down to the tip of her nose and clearing her throat. “My dearest darling Georgina Goode, it’s been another five years and I haven’t seen your beautiful face. I am absolutely stranded at home raising my son alone, and,”

            “Crystal Elizabeth, my love, wait for me! Tell Tic Tac that I love him! This cherry slurpee was just too good for me to resist!”

            “I guess we’ll have to do a jailbreak then”

            “Sounds dangerous.”

            “Alright, overkill, don’t get too excited about it. In all of the time I’ve spent imagining the start of us I never once included jail break or evading arrest.”

            “You’ve thought about it before?”

            “Geeg, did you not hear me explaining that I have been waiting for this forever? Because I think I really do mean forever. I’m pretty sure me letting you drag me into a 7/11 as a first date is the perfect example of that.”

            “What, you don’t charm all your girls with free Slurpees?”

            “Nope.” She pops her p and grins stupidly, taking a step into Gigi’s space so that she’s backed all the way up to the cabinet that holds the machine. “Only you.”

The younger girl closes the distance, pulling Crystal in by her jacket and kissing her, letting her lips linger. When they pull away Gigi is smiling wide and Crystal hums, touching her finger to her lips.

            “You taste like cherries.” It’s all she can think of to say, mesmerized, before she seeks out the sensation again. This time she’s less delicate, hands finding their way to the cutouts on Gigi’s waist while her head swims with artificial colors and her soft skin against her hands.

            “You’re freezing!” Gigi covers Crystal’s icy hands with her own, pulling them from the slits in her dress. Crystal groans and moves to settle her hands over the smooth fabric, but the ginger side-steps her, picking up both of their Slurpee cups in defiance. 

            “We’re never going to make it home if we don’t get these. This was beautiful, but if you promise to check out so we can leave then I promise to take you out for breakfast tomorrow as our second date.”

            “Oh, so now she thinks she’s getting a second date?”

            “Oh, I know I am.” She winks, a half-serious gesture that leaves them both laughing toward the entrance of the store. 

            They walk with their slurpees in comfortable silence, arm in arm. It isn’t the shortest walk to Crystal’s from the bar but they’ve already covered most of the distance, and calling an Uber doesn’t seem right even though Gigi’s shoes are making her feet ache a bit. She’s happy in the cold with Crystal by her side. Their drinks dye their tongues and lips, decorating the bare patches of skin they find when they stop, huddling between storefronts, to dust each other with kisses.

            There’s a lot of giggling.

            When Crystal unlocks the door and they stumble through together, Gigi laughs when she’s unable to turn the lock correctly. They have to stop so the older girl can focus. They giggle against each other’s lips while they fumble with each other’s clothes, breathless. The white dress is the first thing to go, shed on the living room floor as they move in synch to Crystal’s bedroom. Her cheeks, already hot, burn with the pink that colors them as she looks around the floor.

            “It’s been crazy,” she explains between catching and instantly losing her breath. “And I’ve been really sad, so,”

            “You’re fine, Crys. I’ve been waiting five years-I’ve been thinking about you all month. Do you think I’m going to care that you have some clothes on the floor?” She cups her cheeks with a bit of force, countering it with a feather-light trace of her cheekbones and a kiss on her nose. “I really only care that it’s not the clothes you’re wearing now.”

            “You could fix that.”

            Gigi’s nimble fingers make light work of Crystal’s top, pushing it off of her shoulders and admiring her with darkened eyes. It’s almost as though she doesn’t know where to go first, her lips on the tattoo in the same moment both her hands find her breasts, her imagination finally allowed to feel the metal ring she’d heard so many complaints about after the brunette had first gotten it. 

            “So pretty,” She indulges herself, her mouth back and forth between each breast, letting her fingers dance around the ring as Crystal squirms beneath her.

            “Your turn,” Gigi squeaks as she’s turned over, sinking into the mattress. She pushes back on Crystal’s shoulders, pouting.

            “It’s your birthday”

            “Mmhmm,” She’s barely listening, leaving blossoming marks in a trail down Gigi’s porcelain skin followed by tender, delicate kisses. All she can hear is the sound of her own heart slamming against her chest, the sound of Gigi rendered breathless underneath her.

            “Let-let me give you what you want.”

            “I want you.” She fingers the thin lace of her underwear, thumbs brushing the skin of her hips with a shivering, feather-light delicacy that leaves the ginger trembling. Before Crystal can do anything else Gigi has made quick work of the job, slipping out of them and tossing them aside, hands rough in Crystal’s curls as she pulls her in, crashing their lips together and begging for entrance with her tongue.

            She’s denied. The brunette smiles against her as Gigi whimpers her name, lets her head fall back with a sigh as Crystal continues her worship.

            For Gigi it was always her name, the thing so stuck in her brain and her throat and her thoughts, clogging her body with untouchable sensations and rendering her useless. It had always been Crystal. And although her head still swims and her mind runs rampant the thoughts are like never-ending sparklers, or ocean waves kissing bare feet, or looking up at a sky of fat, slow falling snowflakes. She feels full with Crystal’s hands mapping our her skin, loved with her praises whispered hot against her thighs. She feels everything so deeply and all at once that she doesn’t realize that she’s crying until Crystal stops abruptly, sliding up her body and running a hand though her hair.

            “Jesus,” Gigi’s voice is a watery giggle, and she covers her eyes with her hand. “It’s so stupid but I’m so fucking happy I can’t even see straight. It’s so good, Crys, you’re so good.”

            “Did you-do you need a second, or do you want to stop,”

            “No,” Both girls are taken aback by the tone of Gigi’s voice, certain and direct and much louder than she had been before. “Don’t stop.”

            “Look at me, Geeg. What do you need?”

            “I need you to fuck me.”

…

            The next morning brings golden light filtered through sheer curtains, waking Crystal up with a satisfied yawn. She stretches out in the warmth of it, washed over with the bliss of Gigi’s familiar scent lingering next to her-light and floral and home. The space next to her is empty, but she doesn’t worry. She can hear Gigi’s bare feet making paths through the kitchen, Tic Tac’s food being poured into the bowl, her sing-song voice absolutely babying the tabby. The door creaks open and she peers through, lips turning up in a cheek-to-cheek smile as their eyes meet.

            “Morning, sleepy.” She pushes the door open with her foot and Crystal’s heart is gone in an instant, floating into the space around them as she watches Gigi’s perfect, sleep-mussed form walk in. She’s thrown on a robe Crystal had completely forgotten she’d even had, let her long hair lay in a beautiful mess of fiery waves down her shoulders. She’s holding a tray with a purple box on it, walking over to the bed with a proud flourish.

“I know I said I’d take you out but leaving this bed would be a cruel form of punishment, so I got you this instead.”

Crystal eyes both Gigi and the box with piqued curiosity, which turns into a befuddled and incredibly charmed grin as she reads what’s inside.

            “Happy retirement Nancy?”

            “What?”

            “That’s what it says!” Crystal opens the box wider to reveal a beautifully decorated white cake with perfect lilac roses. She turns it over so the ginger can get a closer look. Gigi’s hand hits her forehead.

            “He must’ve picked up the wrong cake! I know it’s Saturday morning and everyone is really busy, but of course when I order something specific…” She trails off, her rant fading into widening eyes and nervously upturned lips. She puts the tray of cake on the bed and reaches under her pillow for her phone. She’s a sight to see, half-naked and muttering to herself incoherently.

            “I think I should call the bakery, maybe Nancy’s people haven’t picked up her cake yet.”

            “You think they’ll take yours instead? Imagine; you finally retire after years of hard work manning the front desk at a hospital or something and you get a cake that says ‘Happy Birthday Crystal.”

            Gigi’s voice is small.

            “That’s not what it said.”

            “What?”

            “That’s not what I had them write-oh god, I need to call them. They can make her a new one, it’s fine, but they can not give that cake to this woman at her retirement party. To work your whole life and then get a cake that says…”

            “Gigi, what did it say?”

            “Nothing. It said nothing.”

            “Geeg,”

            “Crystal Elizabeth, it was very early in the morning. I was feeling pretty sex drunk, and it was  a silly thing to write on a cake. Now that we have Nancy’s cake the world absolutely doesn’t need to know. That can be left to me and the cake artist I may or may not have tipped extra.”

            “Gigi!”

            “Shh, it’s fine. I’m going to make this phone call, then I’m going to take off this robe and eat cake with you in bed, okay? Just me, you, and Nancy’s old lady buttercream flowers.”

            “Well then go quick,” Crystal sits up further in bed, reaching her arms out. “We have a lot of time to make up for, and yesterday was my birthday, so…”

            She’s indulged with a long, adoring kiss before Gigi groans, dialing the number into her phone.

            “Hi, I just got my delivery? We had a little mix-up…” 

#listen leave me alone about it I’m so gone over this stupid fucking ship I can’t even deal with myself #I will get back to the teacher au bc I do love it this just #Stupid Gigi Goode has a chokehold on me I hate her sm #obviously I would die for her but I also can’t stand her can we all just relate for a sec or #Crygi #this is incredibly self indulgent if you couldn’t tell I adore these idiots #If I ever meet you in real life no I didn’t write any of these fics

[depollutingshosz]

whenever i see Gerard Keay's name, my brain keeps pronouncing their surname as Kee-ay instead of Kii and honestly i have to say sorry to myself after every time i do it

#gerard keay #tma #im annoyed by my brain too dont worry #even though i technically heard their name first before seeing the spelling #just why #why does my brain whisper gerard kee ay i hate it sm #kii kiii kiii not kee-ay #puts face in hands #my brain still pronounced kee ay #you know like an adorable dog that tries to follow its owners instructions but fails n it still smiles happily bc it doesnt know any better #and the owner is just fondly exasperated and congratulates and pets their dog happily despite everything failing #yea thats not how me and my brain is im fucking leashing this piece of shit #the magnus archives #shosz speaks #dont mind me rambling #it will happen again

[todayisafridaynight]

beat yakuza 7 last night *muffled screaming*

#spoilers #there'll be spoiler talk lmao #snap chats #ok compliment sandwich time #FIRST OFF absolutely loved this game im so pissed ill never be able to experience it for the first time again #i had no rights being scared of playing it i actually love the rpg playstyle sm- sure i love beat em up but it just feels so right for this #the cast was so cute and lovable and i adore them immensely. also why does no one mention eri ever she's so darling #and the VOICE ACTING- i had my game in english btw and on that note ichiban's VA really does make this game #he's just so passionate in every line he delivers and you can just feel the emotion in everything he says #prob helps that kaiji tang played odin/owain fire emblem before for the theatrics LMAO but seriously i loved his performance so much #on FE note though i completely forgot robbie daymond was zhao and the whole time i was like 'he reminds me of hubert or like akechi lmao' #my hunch was great LMAO GG ME but yeah the gameplay was so fun #and i just love all the little character-building aspects- like how if yo get utterly sloshed with your party everyone has a little comment #not to mention the mid-meal conversations those were so cute #ok for the parts i didnt like uh. Very Few Things like i said i loved this game and i have few complaints #its just the ending made me want to eat dry wall rgg PLEASE let siblings be happy in this franchise i swear to god #aoki was a prick but rgg i need you to stop peddling this 'anyone can change and start over' thing if youre just going to kill them #like at least with nishiki ryuji and mine there was a build up to their death- ig you can argue aoki holding the gun to his death was that #BUT ITS JUST THE WAY KUME COMES OUT OF PISS-OFF NOWHERE LIKE if he hadnt walked away and if ichi wasnt so concerned over aoki #bruh Full Rights to beat his ass and then some that made me so pissed. like i already had a feeling aoki was fucked but still #PLEASE just let a yakuza antagonist live beyond their game for five minutes thats it #he can literally be cell neighbors with sawashiro for all i care just let him live #omg wait on that note i totally called arakawa being ichi's bio dad like as soon as fucker asked ichi bout his real parents I Knew #i dont think arakawa knew but girl I Did and i howled #one last complain i have- its very small tbh- is where did mirror-face-tendo come from #i thought mirror face blew up with ishioda but alright. i guess for the sake of The Twist they couldnt reveal he was fine #still because of that he just feels so out of nowhere esp to be helping the gang #but i'm not gonna let a few nicks ruin an otherwise lovely game #i love how the og cast didnt outstay their welcome: they were in the game just enough to be justified and i appreciate that #kiryu coming out of nowhere does feel a little Out Of Nowhere esp now that he's gona be in Y8

[patchesproblem]

Potential Event spoilers (? idk this is a rerun of the event but just in case)

Y'ALL TESLA AND EINSTEIN ARE LITERALLY SOUL LINKED. THEY'RE WIVES. TILL DEATH DO US PART OR SOMETHING.

#honkai impact 3rd #frederica nikola tesla #lieserl albert einstein #einsla #THEY'RE SO FUCKING GAY I LOVE THEM SOBS. #They said “We're going down together” and I'm #I love them sm why are you lesbians. Why are you like this. #the soul link might be annoying but it's adorable when they do it I don't make the rules #nikolas posts