#Ya means hello in greek

[starieq]

“Lovin her seems tiring..” part 4

Taggies/ warnings; Pro!HeroKats, cheating, fingering, creampie, blowjob, ridding, cumming, squirting, swearing, mention of sex toys, dirty talk, titty fuck, drinking, drunk messaging, dry humping.

:a/n; hello! Wow! 40 followers! Tysm! I really appreciate it! For this part, it was pretty fun to write, but I was a little tired.. (totally didn’t stay up re-watching Hellva boss with my twin brother and his boyfriend..) Also ask me if you want to be tagged in all my parts! but anyways, enjoy part 4! Love ya ❤️

part 4/5!

As you and Bakugo walked in the hotel, it was wow. Just wow. There was a bar in the far right corner with sports playing on 4 TVS at once, big crystal chandelier hanging perfectly in the middle of the big room, the front decorations were a beautiful cream white and gold. 

You two make your way to the front lady who’s typing up whatever they type about.

“Room key. Under Dynamight and y/l/n.” Bakugo says slamming his cards down onto the desk.

“P-please!” You pipe up, not trying to sound rude.

“Uh huh.. so, Katsuki Bakugo and..-“ she looks up from her computer with her jaw all the way to the floor. 

“Y-y-y-you’re Dynamight! Oh my god! Please sign my tits!” She yells holding up a marker almost taking off her shirt. Everyone’s now looking at you three. How fucking embarrassing..

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Bakugo almost exploded right there in front of everyone. You place a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

“He means no t-thanks. Please don’t take o-off your shirt. J-just please give us the keys..” god, the fuck? Yes, everyone knows fucking Katsuki Bakugo is hot as hell, and this body is a fucking Greek goddess, but who does that in public while doing their job..?

She gives you the keys drooling. You can almost see her pupils turn into damn hearts. 

“fuckin weirdo, trynna make me sign her fuckin tits. What the fuck?!” Bakugo grumbles. He snatched his key out your hand and crosses his arms walking away. You slowly walk behind him to the elevator. 

“S-sorry that happened, Mr. Dyna-“

“Katsuki.”

“What?” 

“Call me Katsuki when we’re outside of work. And it’s fine. I’ve been through worse.” He says pressing floor 5. 

“O-oh, okay..” you whisper, putting your head down looking down at your Uggs.

“Hey,” You feel a rough hand against your cheeks squeezing them together.

“Don’t look down on me, idiot.” His face is so close on yours, you can feel his breath and your cheeks getting hot. 

You open your mouth to say something, but then the elevator doors open. He lets go of your cheeks and walk out. 

He shoves his hands in his sweatpants pockets and walks to room 196. 

“Goodnight Mr- I mean Katsuki.. sorry. goodnight.” You give him your signature warm smile and he just grunts ‘night’ and walks into his room slamming it in your face.

There you are. Standing in the hallway In front of his door. You walk across the hall to get to room 194. Sometimes you wonder if he thinks about you daily as much as you do about him. 

You scan your key and place your bags onto the floor and flop onto the hotel bed. 

“Sigh, this stupid crush is bull. He has a fucking girlfriend and I’m over here wanting his kiss stupid lips!” You whine into the pillow.

You get into your pajamas and wash your face and teeth.

Until tomorrow, you’ll see him..

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[bones4thecats]

Hey! May I request a fluffy scenario with Apollo, Hades, Buddha, and Hercules with thier lover saying they can “beat them in a fight” and the Gods just laugh it off because there is no way their cute little s/o would ever beat them in a fight only for thier s/o to clarify that they didn’t mean a physical fight, but a tickle fight and proceeds to wreck their godly asses LOL

They are all definitely the nicest and sweetest of the Gods so I think a scenario like this would be cute and perfect for them, thank you!!

A/N: Honestly I can see each of them doing this, and I believe it’s one of my best pieces because of the fluffiness! I love writing fluffy stuff💞 Now, enjoy~~

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☀️ While he wasn’t fond of your tricks, he couldn’t deny he pulled quite a few on you

☀️ Apollo was relaxing with you on his chest, the birds singing as his sun’s rays burst through Valhalla’s sky, you leaning against his chest as he patted your head calmly

☀️ He looked down at you as you shuffled, wondering what you were doing

☀️ You stood up and pulled your husband up before looking into his golden eyes digging into your soul as he stared back at you

“ How about we fight? Y’know, one on one, lover on lover~ “

☀️ He smiled and chuckled, replying with a swift;

“ My sunray, are you sure you can handle a fight against me? I mean I- ”

☀️ Before he could finish his sentence, you lunged onto him and began to tickle him to the point where his face was sore

☀️ He would be the first to admit, he loved your tricky nature when it came to these things

☀️ Once you got off, Apollo launched his hands to you and tickled you in your ticklish spots, which made him pin you and lay on the ground laughing

☀️ You were his dork and he was yours

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💀 He finally got a break from everything

💀 Zeus had been pushing all of his work behind him in favor of doing other things

💀 Hades had taken it all and finally got it done, and he pulled you up to lay in his lap

💀 He had a little porch with a swing, that you both sat on, installed about the river STYX and he sat there with you as the spirits flowed down the river, he smiled as you snuggled closer to his chest

💀 The oldest Greek brother looked at you and felt you lightly shuffle your head to look at his face

“ My sweet-skull? What are you doin- ”

💀 You had pecked his nose before moving onto tickling his sides

💀 He wasn’t the tickliest person in Valhalla, but when you hit that one spot, he was crying and laughing on the swing as you laughed

💀 Hades looked down at you and began to kiss your hands before tickling you back, making you both fall off the swing and onto the wooden ground and land in a laughing fit

💀 Your husband could get used to this

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🍭 He had been trying to jump onto you all day, so you decided to give him a little payback

🍭 Buddha was relaxing with his stomach into the air as he laid in his hammock in the trees, which he had begged you let him put in the house, but you refused, knowing he’d leave a mess there

🍭 You had snuck up on him and made him look at you with the brightest smile you had ever seen on anybody, God or Human

“ Hello there, sweets! Is there something ‘ya need? “ “ Yep, look that way! “

🍭 He turned to look in the opposite way as you pulled the hammock, causing him to fall out and onto the ground before leaping onto him to attack him with so many tickles

🍭 Buddha began cackling as you hit his sides and stomach

🍭 Once you finished he just laughed and took a leaf that was in your hair from rolling over and over again down the hill and he laid it in his bun

“ Gotta keep it for memories~ “

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💪 Heracles loved to watch you tease the other Gods, it made him forget about being a God and just feel like someone who has everything he could ever want;

💪 A family

💪 Friends

💪 And best of all, an amazing S/O

💪 You had been bored all day and when you noticed he was laying down against a tree after training, you got the best idea ever

💪 Loki had showed you a video of a woman tickling her baby that morning

💪 So, why not tickle your baby?

💪 Heracles looked up as your footsteps got closer and his eyes lit up and his mouth turned into a bright smile

“ My dear, what are you doing here? I thought Ares needed you down in the pits? “

💪 You smiled and began to pat his head as he chuckled

“ If you wanted love that much, you could’ve just told me! “

💪 Once he pulled you down, you began to tickle his ears and neck, his most sensitive spots, and it got him rolling

💪 After it was over, he just hugged you while chuckling

💪 This is why he fell in love with you, you were just a box of surprises!

#Record of Ragnarok #RoR #Shuumatsu no Valkyrie #SnV #RoR Dharmic/Buddhism Pantheon #RoR Greek Pantheon #Record of Ragnarok Gods #RoR Gods #Record of Ragnarok x Reader #RoR x Reader #Shuumatsu no Valkyrie x Reader #SnV x Reader #RoR Greek Pantheon x Reader #RoR Dharmic/Buddhism Pantheon x Reader #Record of Ragnarok Gods x Reader #RoR Gods x Reader #S/O! Reader #GN! Reader #RoR Apollo #RoR Apollo x Reader #RoR Hades #RoR Hades x Reader #RoR Buddha #RoR Buddha x Reader #RoR Heracles #RoR Heracles x Reader

[the-broken-truth]

Last Meal - Jamil Viper [Yandere] [Female Yuu] [Mini-Series?]

Summary: After spending a year in Twisted Wonderland, Crowley finds a way to send Yuu back to her Original world; while she is happy with this news, a certain serpent servant is not. How does he cope? By making a very special meal - their last meal together.

[Notification: New Message from Jamil Viper 🐍]

Jamil Viper 🐍: I heard the news... Crowley found a way to send you back home, correct, Prefect.

Prefect: Yeah! I'll be able to head home tomorrow morning. I'm actually glad you texted, I wanted to take you for everything you've done for me, Jamil-senpai.

Jamil Viper 🐍: I see... What about Dinner?

Prefect: Dinner?

Jamil Viper 🐍: If tonight is going to be your last night in Wonderland, I would like to make dinner for you and we can talk one last time. I already prepared the food and I'm currently on my way to Ramshackle. Is that alright?

Prefect: Sure! I would love to have one last meal with you!

Jamil Viper 🐍: Yes... One Last Meal.

About 5 minutes after the last message was received, there was a knock on Ramshackle's Front Door. Yuu placed her phone in her pocket, left her room, walked down the stairs, and opened the front door to reveal Jamil Viper standing on the other side of the door with two large bags in his hands while dressed in his casual clothing, his signature hoodie on display for the Prefect of Ramshackle to see.

"Hello, Jamil-senpai!" Yuu said as she moved to the side to allow Jamil to walk in.

"Good evening, Prefect." Jamil said before looking around as if trying to find something, "Is Grim around?"

"No. Grim decided that he was going to head to Heartslabyul and stay with Ace and Deuce; it was kinda weird because it was as if he was hiding something." Yuu said as she closed the door behind her before walking over to Jamil, looking down at the bags in Jamil's hands. "What did you bring?"

"Some high-grade steaks and some other sides that would best compliment the steaks." Jamil looked into the eyes of the Prefect before smiling at her," This is going to be a lovely dinner. Just for the two of us."

Yuu looked into Jamil's eyes - an unknown emotion, mysterious but dangerous. Something within her was telling her that something was not right with Jamil, however, Yuu knew that Jamil was always a mysterious person and that could just be how he currently was since he wasn't too happy about Yuu leaving in the morning.

Jamil walked into the Dining Room and began to set the table after collecting plates and wine glasses from Ramshackle's Kitchen Cabinets; Jamil brought the crystal wine glasses with him. Yuu watched as Jamil placed the food on the plates before pulling her chair out for her, waiting for her to sit, and pushing her chair in before walking to the other side of the table and taking a seat. The two of them said a prayer to the Great Seven before they started eating while enjoying conversation about their past adventures.

After dinner, Jamil was washing the dishes while Yuu was enjoying the dessert that Jamil made for her: It was a Strawberry Parfait with whipped cream and some small fruits that resembled seeds; she felt like she had seen something like that before but she couldn't place her finger on it and ate the dessert before turning to Jamil who was placing a plate in the drying rack.

"Jamil-senpai, you don't have to wash the dishes; ya know?" Yuu asked.

"I just want to be a good guest. This is your dorm after all." Jamil said, not turning to face Yuu, but the tone in his voice was...different; she remembered that tone when she met him when he was hiding his true intentions.

"It won't matter in the morning... I'll be gone." Yuu said.

Jamil was silent for a while before he spoke again.

"Prefect... In your Original World, do you have any Mythology that originated in Greece that you are familiar with?" Jamil asked while he was drying a wine glass.

"Greek Mythology? I mean, they taught us some but I don't remember everything. Why?" Yuu asked.

"I am curious if your Mythology matches with our own." Jamil answered.

"Hmmm...." Yuu pondered for a moment before answering with the first thing that came to mind, "Oh, I remember this one rule: Do not eat food in the Underworld, otherwise you will not be able to leave! Oh, and avoid pomegranates unless you are offering them to Lord Hades!"

"I see... Your Knowledge is similar to our own in regards to the King of the Underworld, but there are a few...differences." Jamil said as he placed the glass on the drying rack; that was his last dish but he kept his back turned to Yuu for a moment, "Our myth is about food, but it's more about cooking it there."

"Huh?" Yuu questioned.

"Here is our myth: If you consume food that has been cooked in the Flames of the Underworld, regardless if you are in the Underworld or the Mortal Realm when you eat the food, you will die if you are not from a host of high power." Jamil explained, "However...if you consume pomegranate seeds before the effects of the tainted food take effect, you will survive but... your soul will be...reborn. Everything you once were will be erased and you shall be a new template; ready to be shaped. It is a painful process...painful but necessary."

"That's rather...brutal. Why are you telling me this?" Yuu asked.

Suddenly, Jamil's Phone started ringing; the Viper pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked to see who was calling before telling Yuu that he needed to take this before walking out of the kitchen, and out the front door to have his conversation in private.

Yuu sat there for a while when she felt a light tightness in her chest before using her fist to lightly hit her chest as if she was trying to bring up a burp, but a cough came up instead; she instinctively covered her mouth and violently coughed into it before removing her hand from her mouth and looked down at it - her eyes widened as her eyes landed on a crimson stain on her palm of her hand...

"Blood?" She questioned herself before she coughed once again, even worse this time, and her heart was hurting even worse; as if something was pulling her apart from the inside. She tried to stand up but her body suddenly felt weak as she fell to the ground, causing her phone to fly out of her loose pocket and slide across the floor.

Yuu continued to cough up blood, the pain getting worse and worse with each passing moment; she clenched her shirt over her heart as she looked at the door, she wanted to call out for Jamil but her voice was hurting; she couldn't speak. She looked around, her vision starting to blur when her eyes landed on her phone. She pushed through the pain and crawled to the device, she reached out for it, only for a tan and to reach down and pick up the phone before she could grab it. Her eyes landed on familiar tennis shoes as she weakly looked up and landed in the face of Jamil Viper, watching as he placed her phone in his hoodie pocket. Yuu attempted to speak through her blood-stained lips but Jamil knelt beside her and gently caressed her face while shushing her.

"I know. I know it hurts, My Diamond... It's so painful but necessary." Jamil whispered.

Yuu's eyes widened.

The story.

This pain.

Everything made sense: Jamil fed her food that had been cooked using the flames of the underworld.

She was dying...

"No, My Diamond, you are not dying; you are being reborn. Your dessert is making sure of that." Jamil said while smiling at her before gently holding her in his arms, not caring that her blood was getting on his hoodie.

"I never wanted to do this, none of us did, but we could not all you to turn to the world you came from; you belong here in Wonderland but you never understood that. You wanted to leave me and the world we were building together, but I couldn't allow that to happen. I need you, My Diamond, just as you need me." He gently kissed her forehead, "You will experience more pain in the coming days, but everything will be for your betterment, and once everything is said and done... We shall have our Happily Ever After. Rest, My Diamond, don't fight it... Let the rebirth happen and I shall be there to guide you."

With those words, the pain became too much for Yuu to bear and she slipped into an unconscious state of mind. Jamil looked at her body for a while before pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialing a number, putting it up to his ear.

"It's done. Prepare the room and get everyone together." Jamil said.

"Understood." The other persona said before hanging up.

Jamil looked at Yuu's face before pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiping the blood from Yuu's lips, "Everything is going to be alright, My Diamond in the Rough; once everything is done, no one will be able to take you from me again...nor will you escape me. Everything will be as it is supposed to be." Once her face was clean, he placed a tender kiss on her lips, "I love you. I love you so much."

The front door opened and Jamil looked behind him at the eyes watching him. He lifted Yuu in his arms and carried her out of Ramshackle before the door slammed behind him, leaving the Prefect's Dorm in darkness.

[END?]

#twisted wonderland masterlist #yandere jamil viper #jamil viper #jamil viper x yuu #female yuu

[anxiously-going]

I want a Star Trek AU in which the Enterprise becomes sentient.

It starts out almost like an egregore, the way the crew talks about the ship like she's alive, referring to her as one of them rather than just a ship. She slowly and imperceptibly gains a conscious and just quietly does things to take care of the crew.

Slowly, anomalies start being noticed. Reports are run on their own, minor repairs seem to fix themselves, Scotty isn't sure what to make of it till they're hit with some space anomaly or other and for the first time ever, she's able to speak to them.

Scotty thinks he's gone made at first, but the Enterprise has kept the data and is able to explain it to him. It's bonkers, but there's no other explanation for any of it and there is definitely something happening with the ship. Sentience may as well explain it.

Scotty heads up to the bridge and tell the good captain that he's figured out what's going on.

"Fantastic news, Scotty. What is it?"

"Well, Captain,...I think it's probably easier if I show ya." Scotty gestures to the broad widow before them. "Ready when you are, lass."

Jim frowns, "Scotty, what are-"

Then on the display stands the image of woman with shifting features in an engineering uniform. "Hello, James," she says with a voice as shifting as her beautiful features. "I am the Enterprise."

Everyone on the bridge is completely still.

"Mr. Scott, explain," Jim says flatly.

"Well, sir. Y'know those old Earth ghost stories about how...believin' in something gives it power? There seems to be some truth to those. Our belief on the ship brought her to life, Jim. The power surge we experienced gave her the energy she needed to-" he gestures at the screen "-present herself more physically to us."

Jim shakes his head. "Those were just stories."

"Captain, you met the actual Greek God Apollo just a few weeks ago," Enterprise points out with a gentle smile.

"All legend and myth must start somewhere," Spock points out. "While superstitions may muddy the original truths of such tales, that does not discount them as impossible."

Jim turns to Spock, the most scientific mind he's ever known, in shock. "So you're totally okay with this? This is completely reasonable to you?"

Spock nearly shrugs. "We did meet Apollo few weeks ago, Captain. And there has been a belief long held that such deities are sustained by belief. I don't think we can rule out the possibility the creation of a similar consciousness through the means of collective belief. Especially given the evidence presented before us." He gestures the woman on the screen.

Jim sighs and returns his gaze to the Enterprise, and has a rare moment of being at a complete loss of words.

"This is too elaborate to be a prank and you know it," she tells him, a knowing look playing on her face. "Just accept what you know to be true, Jim. I'm real."

#star trek aos #jim kirk #montgomery scott #spock #my writing #flash fiction #what can i say im still a whovian and night valean at heart #this was very much inspired by the tardis being cononically sentient and huntokar #also i love the idea of the town of night vale being at least semi sentient but i cant remember if thats actual canon or not #anyway enjoy

[sgiandubh]

Hola de nuevo, soy el anon rebelde con el traductor.

Nueva foto de Cait en Getty, de momento sola. Tony ya hizo su aparición mensual para justificar el cheque.

Si entiendes algo de lenguaje corporal observarás como la sonrisa de Cait es mas relajada con las chicas que con su lo que sea, porque aparecer con el creo que le produce alguna alergia cutánea que se refleja en su visible incomodidad. 💯

Dear (returning) Anon Rebelde (me parece mejor que Dumber Anon, así que cambiamos),

De antemano, la traducción:

'Hello again, I am the Anon struggling with Google Translate.

New pic of C available on Getty, for the moment all by herself. Tony already made his monthly apparition, justifying his paycheck.

If you understand anything about body language, you'd notice how her smile is more relaxed with those women than when she's with her whatever he is, because being spotted in public with him probably triggers some rash or skin reaction which comes across as her being visibly uneasy.'

Anon, I think you mean this lovely pic, taken today in London by the same photographer (Dave Bennett), on behalf of Netflix, at a lunch for Bradley Cooper and Carey Mulligan, hosted by Charles Finch, to celebrate 'Maestro' (hahahahaha - ok, I'll stop). A movie she has nothing to do with:

The venue, Maison Assouline at Piccadilly, is one of those sophisticated bookshop-cum-bar-cum-function rooms affairs. Typical C. - she was there in her element and it shows.

I wish and pray all the Greek Gods she would ditch that madre superiora of the Ursulines accoutrement. It makes her look way older and way more austere than she really is. But as I already told @arakanui1 in the comments thread of another post, I suppose she finds this champagne socialist look (' oh, I am reading Uzbek novels of destitution and loss and I am eating only on unbleached banana leaves') very telling and representative of herself as a Serious Actress. I still idiotically hope that funny and bubbly girl hasn't been killed by this matronly, forbidding public persona.

I agree with all the rest. And since you've mentioned a movie currently on Netflix, may I recommend the best Greek series ever made, also on Netflix? It's called Maestro in Blue, is absolutely flawless and features the still very bankable (and totally my type) Christoforos Papakaliatis being 🧨with the much younger and angelic blonde Klelia Andriolatou, somewhere on a beach on the magical island of Paxos.

Oh, and it's been renewed for a second season, I think they shot already most of it in Corfu.

Drop by anytime, Anon Rebelde! Thank you!

#Anon

[yakumtsaki]

-Welcome to my ancestral Greek House, darling! -Oh baby it's so beautiful, huhu!🌞

I don't wanna know where the fuck you lived before, Meadow, but yes, we have arrived, part 1 here. And now it's time to christen our new household:

Perfect! Cheerleader Kea why are you here?

-Are those Sophito's kids?

They sure are.

-Wow, really dodged a bullet there.

You sure did.

-NOT ONLY DID I LOSE THE INAUGURAL FIGHT I'M ABOUT TO GO INTO ASPIRATION FAILURE

Wtf do you want me to do about it?

-YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT

NO WAY

-YES

NO

-YES

I can't say no to my sims, it's an actual problem. HELLO GUNNAR, I HATE YOU

-Don't talk to him that way!!! -Nah it's fine, no worries, bro. Wanna get down?

GROSS. Barth seriously, please, WE CAN DO BETTER

-Can you? They seem perfectly matched to me!

Felina will you please fuck off?

-Can't, Meadow got me super into bird watching.

At night in the rain??

-Ok busted, I just wanna watch Barfolomew flop yet again!

HE'S NOT GONNA FLOP. THERE'S NO WAY HE FLOPS WITH FUCKING GUNNAR

-Wanna bet?

STOP IT

S T O P . I T .

NO WAY

BARTHOLOMEW YOU ARE THE WORST ROMANCE SIM OF ALL TIME HOLY HELL

-What you doing, bro?! -You said you wanted to get down! -I meant drugs! -What! That's not what that means, you stupid turtle-faced moron! -WHAT DID YOU CALL ME

Bartholomew if you end up getting beaten up by fucking Gunnar Roque I will legit die.

-That's so hot, bro, call me more names!

GUNNAR WTF

WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME, GUNNAR YOU WANTED NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM GO BACK TO THAT

-Oh Gunnar, in my family we value the exquisite Komei jaw, there's something so rebellious in your lack of chin! -Ya, call me a turtle again!

GOD

OK THEN, we are officially turtle lovers. Bartholomew let me tell you, I caved this time because of your pathetic aspiration but this is NEVER HAPPENING AGAIN. I've worked hard to make you people attractive and I'm not about to throw it all away on Gunnar Roque's spawn!!!

-Maybe we'll be childfree!

I'll do you one better, how about Gunnarfree! Now Gunnar fuck off back to the gutter you crawled from. -Sure thing, bro, later. -You can't keep us apart!

I CAN AND I WILL

Jojo's wolf mania has clearly inflicted some generational trauma on his family as Barth rolls this fear of Gunnar becoming a werewolf, which would clearly be an improvement on his looks.

-STOP TALKING ABOUT GUNNAR LIKE THAT. Now back to my song.. I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.. When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May.. I guess you'd say, what can make me feel this way? My Gunnar, my Gunnar, my Gunnar, talkin about my Gunnar..🎵

Literally kill me.

-You know what my favorite thing is about our relationship, darling? -What, huhu?🌞 -The way we both have appropriately sized chins!

Fel seriously why are you like this, what did I ever do to you??

-OH, LIKE YOU DON'T REMEMBER!

Remember WHAT

-THE WAY YOU JUST STOOD BY AND LET BARF RUIN MY PARTY

Are you serious, you're still not over that bs??

-I'LL NEVER GET OVER IT. AND WHEN THOSE CHINLESS BABIES ARE BORN YOU'LL HAVE GOTTEN WHAT YOU DESERVE!!!

Well screw you, I won't let that happen! I'll find someone else for Barth!! Someone who has a chin!!!

-IT'S NOT GONNA WORK OUT WITH ANYONE ELSE YOU DUMBASS, THIS IS BARF WE'RE TALKING ABOUT

YOU'RE WRONG AND I'LL PROVE IT

-Zat's ein wunderbar eyepatch, Barthölömew, ja? -I HATE YOUR GLASSES. SLEEP WITH ME

-So the funniest thing happened at class today- -YOUR PORES ARE HUGE, YOU NEED MAKE UP. SLEEP WITH ME

-Oh, I knew your parents back in the day! -TERRIBLE HAIRCUT. SLEEP WITH ME

-WAHHH I'LL NEVER HAVE A FAMILY -NO YOU WON'T. I WANT TO BEAT UP MY SISTER. SLEEP WITH ME

Oh my God you are USELESS

-My negging tactics will work, you'll see!

-Soon I'll be the one making out in our front yard!

Ya idk Barth, this is the most pathetic picture of all time. I'm seriously considering cheating and changing your aspiration, like it's unreal how bad you are at it.

-I'm not bad at it, moron, I'm being strategic! Now it's time to invite them over and see my work bear fruit!

God you are so gross, maybe you do belong with Gunnar.

FUCK ME IT WORKED. SARAH WTF

I can't believe this is happening and neither can anyone else by the looks of it-

-YET HERE WE ARE. 2/20 I guess??

-I told you! Stick with me and we'll neg every dormie on this campus!

That's not a goal I want to achieve, Barth!

-See you later, Barth, I'm very satisfied, I'll leave you a 5 star review!

Now that I'm thinking about it, between Gunther, Cyn, Sophito and Barth we've really been operating a Greek House/Brothel for 4 gens, go us!

I'm still having a hard time believing Barth is actually good at being a romance sim, especially because Sarah has been completely desperate ever since Cyn stole evil wizard Matthew Hart from her, so I immediately invite over Sam Thomas-

-AND IT WORKS AGAIN THO GLITCHED. WTF. Ok Barth so I guess you actually ARE competent?? Who knew.

-I knew! I always believed in Barth!

GET OUT OF HERE SUNSET

And now, time for a tragedy in 3 parts:

So next day I'm feeling confident enough that we invite over Klara, my top pick for Barth spouse and she is INTO him, let's do this, Barth!!!

SUNSET

-Heeeeeeeeey Barth, what's up?🥰 -Ich habe urgent hömewörk das dö.

KLARA DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT LEAVING THEM ALONE

-Congrats on your great first semester grades, Sunset! -Wanna congratulate me on my first kiss, too? -What?

OK THEN FML I GUESS. I mean I knew this would happen the day he brought her home from school and they were dancing for like 4h but still it's very upsetting.

Let's figure out the degree of relation here so we know how grossed out we should be, so they are connected through Daniel-Jojo. So her grandfather and his great-grandfather were brothers, which makes them 2nd cousins once removed. It honestly doesn't sound THAT bad, but I think the word 'removed' is really doing the heavy lifting here.

Anyway, we took a small break to kiss our cousin, now let's go back to our date with our future wife!

-Are you enjoying this magical slow dancing in the kitchen, babe? It's a move my dad taught me. -Ja, ich was here to see your höe vater.

Oh right didn't Klara turn down Sophito LOL. But his even more degenerate son she couldn't resist, Klara wtf!

-Just give me 1 second babe, I'll be right with you-

OH MY GOD COME ON. POOR KLARA

-Sorry, Klar, this is lasting longer than expected, why don't you put a movie on and hang out? -Ja, ök.

KLARA

-All done babe, come here! -Ohöhö! -Blood is thicker than water, Klara!

SUNSET FFS

B R O

Klara I can't believe this title goes to you of all people but you are without a doubt the biggest cuck we've ever encountered, I am legit shocked by this sequence of events.

-5/20 IN 2 DAYS. AND YOU THOUGHT I WAS A FLOP ROMANCE SIM. EVERYONE DID. EVEN MY GRANDMAS MADE FUN OF ME. WELL I'LL SHOW YOU ALL!!!!

Great! Barth is at 5/20 woohoos and I'm at 2/2 for supervillain origin stories this gen, it's all working out!

#gen 4 #ts2 #long post

[booksanddarkchocolate]

So here are my live reactions on the pjo finale:

- I’m not mentally ready for this yet

- Long episode tho :)

- Omg Luke opening gave me chills

- OH THEY DID HAVE THE SWORD TRAINING I WAS SO CONFUSED ABOUT THAT FIRST

- But why are they flashbacks and not just something we saw in ep2?

- I’m still confused on why they chose to reveal the Kronos thing already

- Why is Percy not wearing Annabeths necklace yet 🥺

- Damn slay Percy

- The fight didn’t disappoint I’d say

- Wait are they on Montauk 🥹

- The “please” 😭😂

- “I’m done running from monsters” babes you only just started

- AWWW there is the necklace 🥹

- I feel like Luke mentioning Annabeths arachnophobia is so random even tho he explained it 😂

- Oh hello Zeus

- That is one hell of a good casting choice for Zeus, appearance wise

- Okay Zeus letting Percy go already felt way too easy lol

- Percy you are so lucky

- They’re making Poseidon way too good of a father tho I’m sorry

- Oh I’m gonna listen to their Ancient Greek convo later and slower because I love nitpicking hihi

- I’m not sure whether I like that they changed the Greek coming natural thing, because on one side it feels like an unnecessary change, but on the other side I can still be delusional and think I’m a demigod, because Ancient Greek does not come naturally to me at all sadly

- Wait but does that still mean all demigods have dyslexia (and adhd)? I don’t remember whether they talked about it earlier in the series

- I will be so mad if Annabeth doesn’t have dyslexia and adhd (and still is also a bookworm, we’ve seen her being a nerd but not necessarily a bookworm)

- Awwww Percabeth hug

- Annabeth and Lukes relationship in this interaction was done perfectly

- Does Percy already suspect Luke now?

- That’s one hell of an accusation Percy

- But you know since he figured out about Kronos too it makes sense

- Backbiter name drop yas

- “This isn’t you” okay but how long do you actually know him Percy lol

- I’m very confused on what Luke is doing honestly

- What is he opening? And is the H on purpose, supposed to represent Hermes?

- Oh oh Annabeth is here

- Oh don’t know how to feel about that

- I do know that Leah made me cry, gods the betrayal in her eyes 🥺

- Really not doing the “names are powerful” thing huh😂

- Jason is so perfect for Dionysus

- “It’s a tree, Seaweed Brain, it doesn’t express opinions” 😂

- Leahs hair is so beautiful

- It feels so sudden that she goes to see her dad now, but I don’t remember whether it was less sudden in the books lol

- Annabeth not know what Disneyland is, oh my baby 🥺

- FREDRICK YOU BETTER SHOW HER A MOVIE THIS TIME

- “Go, be a kid” Percy is saying what we’re all thinking

- The trio is trioing 🥹

- What is happening

- That is FOUL

- What is happening part 2

- Yes please listen to your mom, don’t call him grandpa 😂

- I am patiently waiting for the Medusa Gabe scene here

- Please tell me there’s an after credit scene and it happens then

- Every time I watch the credits and every time I feel like it’s not the same

- YES ITS HAPPENING

- I have thoughts on the changes of Gabe turning into a statue but I cannot formulate them yet lol

- Ohmygod there’s a documentary

- Watching that tomorrow

Now the season is done I do wanna make an actual review of what I like and dislike both adaptation and just as a show wise

#percy jackson #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #rick riordan #riordanverse #rrverse #annabeth chase #grover underwood #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #pjotv #pjo tv show #pjo tv series #pjo finale #pjo tv finale #pjo show

[persephoneflowerpetals]

Just imagine if Persephone meets frollo for the first time, I can imagine that she now knows why even all the Disney villains hate him due to how unpleasant and self-righteous he can be.

YO ANON HAVE YOU BEEN READING MY BRAIN’S BROWSER HISTORY?? GEJSHSK

I’ve had that idea in my head for such a long time lol! What if Frollo met Persephone? Well, it’d certainly be something lol!

I had this one idea that I kinda wanted to make into a fic (honestly I don’t think it’ll ever happen tbh lol) where Persephone somehow accidentally shows up in the Notre-Dame and Frollo discovers her and starts freaking out lol. He probably does what he most likely did when he first met Hades (though, in this story he doesn’t know Hades or the other villains) and starts calling her a demon and stuff and Persephone has to calm him down and be like “I’m just a Greek goddess I’m not a demon! Calm down! I’m not going to hurt you!” Lol. And then at some point Frollo starts getting all creepy and tries to “cop a feel” or tries to smell her hair or something like he did to Esmeralda in the movie and she’s like:

Persephone: Okay, you’ve officially crossed the line! I’m beseeching my husband! HADES!

Hades: *appears from a cloud of fire and smoke* Yes, babycakes?

Persephone: *points at Frollo* This guy’s being a total creep!

Hades: What’d he do?

Persephone: *whispers to Hades*

Hades: *flares up red in anger* HE WHAT!?

GSKDHKDHD either that happens or Hades just randomly shows up and Frollo starts freaking out again calling him a satanic hell demon and he’s just like:

Hades: *looks at Persephone* Is this guy for real?

Persephone: Unfortunately.

LMAOOO

But if we’re talking like the House of Mouse-ish universe then yeah Persephone probably knows of him either through going to the House of Mouse or going to a villains party with Hades lol. Why Frollo was invited to the villains party? I have no idea because I too like to think that none of the other villains like him either lmao.

I like to think Persephone either learns of him through Hades talking about him and how awful he is. Like he probably warns her to stay away from him because he’s a total creep and he doesn’t want her around him and tells her of how they first met lmao

Hades: It was crazy. Lemme tell ya. All I did was say hello to the the guy and he immediately pulls out a wooden cross and starts yelling at me like a nutcase, calling me “Satan” and “the devil”. I finally got him to shut up for a second to explain that there’s more than one type of god out there, it’s not just his God that exists and he kinda chilled out after that. He still hates me, though. He thinks I’m some kind of demon king or something. I mean, I guess he’s sorta right, heh. But seriously, babe. Stay away from him.

Or Persephone meets him herself and it probably goes about the same way except he’s already met Hades, so he doesn’t freak out over her existence lol. He just casually insults her, calling her “the demon king’s mistress” or whatever and she’s like “Excuse me? The what now?” Lol and then she goes to Hades and she’s like

Persephone: Okay. Now I see why everyone hates him. He’s pretty awful.

Hades: See? Told ya….he didn’t try anything on you did he?

Persephone: *rolls her eyes and smiles at his overprotectiveness* No.

Hades: Good, ‘cause if he did I’d show him what Greek hellfire feels like.

#ask #anon ask #disney villains #claude frollo #hades #persephone #rambles #long ramble

[vesora]

do you like living in greece? what’s it like there? i wonder because i’ve never been out of the us :)

hii!!

well i definitely am very attached to greece, my whole life is here so ill always love the country. i mean the outside world is usually fed with a romanticised view of greece, I had a person ask me once whether all the buildings are blue and white. i don't blame them tho, the islands like mykonos and santorini are what are advertised 😭

generally though there is a lot of graffiti everywhere (which I love), esp in the centre of Athens. an average day in the life of someone my age is usually going to uni then going out with friends after class for coffee (and cigs although I don't smoke). in the weekend it's usually going out for drinks or going clubbing. It has an amazing nightlife, perfect for people who want to have fun (but be safe ofc). in the summer most greek people go to islands or back to their village. greece is a very family-oriented country.

Athens is very used to tourists so the majority of people are nice and friendly. There are some racists though of course but you won't encounter them that much (but this differs from person to person). It's an extremely pretty country with rich history so you should definitely come when you have the chance!

If you ever wanna visit, these are some key words and phrases:

Good morning: Kali mera (καλημέρα)

Thank you: Efkharisto (ευχαριστώ)

How much does this cost?: Poso kosteezee? (Πόσο κοστίζει;)

I don't speak Greek: Den milao Ellinika (δεν μιλάω ελληνικά)

Hello: Ya sas but if it were to a friend or someone your age that you're familiar with, it would just be Ya (Γειά σας/Γειά)

I want help: Thelo voeetheea (θέλω βοήθεια)

#asks

[autisticempathydaemon]

Hi hello !!! I'm here for the Redacted Audios match-ups, sooo Here ya go !!!

Punching Bag by Set it off, I love that band. I've been listening to them since middle school. I like when it says, “So say goodbye to your Mr.Nice Guy you got your wish, he’s rotting in hell..”, cuz that’s when the beat drops and I just like how it sounds. 

So I took the test just for this and apparently I’m type 5 “the investigator”. I don’t really know much about this but hope that tells you whatever you need to know. 👁👄👁👍

Not really, but I do love watching movie and drama video essays as background noise while I’m doing something else.

I didn’t have an imaginary friend...so…💀👌. Nah you know what let me make up one. His name was Bob the builder and he was the filler for my absent father figure. 😀👍

I usually end up falling asleep while listening to ASMR, I mean one of the reasons I love ASMR is cuz its great background noise.

I’ve never really wanted to change my name, but I think names like Hyacinth and Rain are pretty cool. They sound like character names and also I love nature so it’s like the perfect match up.

At the moment I really like listening to Milo’s play-through of the Mortuary Assistant. I just find it entertaining to watch and, again, I like to put it as background noise.

Ollie (sorry), I just don’t really find him interesting at all. Which I get he isn’t trying to be a super complex character, like that isn’t his purpose, but because I just don’t have much feelings for him.

H2O just add water and Mako Mermaids were my shit when I was little, and even now I still go back from time to time, I’ve watched all the seasons of both series multiple times over and to this day I continue to be a mermaid fanatic.

I LOVE HUXLEY WITH ALL MY HEART !!! LIKE HE IS SO WHOLESOME AND COMFORTING I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM.

Not really, at least not that I know of, but I do love knowing random fun facts about miscellaneous subjects. More specifically about Greek mythology, space, and folklore.

Gatorade with a ham sub sandwich.

I don’t really know if you are asking about music or ASMR so I will give you both. I’m currently obsessed with ‘EPIC the musical’ . It's a musical about the Greek poem ‘The Odyssey’.

My guilty pleasure is, very predictably, ASMR. I just find it relaxing and I love the stories that can be told through. 

Other stuff about me: I’m a Taurus and my mbti is INTJ. uuh I don’t really know what else to say so I hope this is enough info about me. This was pretty fun. I felt like I was having an interview about myself. :]

Ahhh, a Type Five, INTJ, oh, that is fun (and the same stats as Sherlock Holmes probably). Intellectual, curious, thoughtful, always thinking, always learning… I think a little serenity might do you some good.

Something about the way you talk about background noise while you work and relax makes me wonder how busy your brain must be; does that make sense? (I’m the same way, like I need mental fidget toys to focus properly?) I imagine Cam would be so helpful in that respect, with his even voice and his soothing demeanor.

You know what would be so lovely that I could absolutely imagine? Cam strikes me as a pretty old daemon, not as old as Vega but older, distinguished… the type to love Shakespeare, Dickens, the classics. Just imagine leaning your head on his shoulder as he reads to you, whatever book of whatever country’s lore your heart fancies that day. You get a nap, he gets a snack, everybody’s happy~!

Song:

When your legs don't work like they used to before/ And I can't sweep you off of your feet/ Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love/ Will your eyes still smile from your cheek

I don’t know how I feel about mixing Cam with Ed Sheeran either, I’ll admit, but it’s the vibes. Man strikes me as a romantic who likes a slower, sweeter kind of song- the kind you don’t necessarily dance to but hold each other and sway, you know? (Also, to throw a little bitter in with that sweet, he would actually love you until your legs don’t work like they used to before… and then some. Probably forever.)

Runner-Ups:

Lowkey, I like Morgan for you because he gives off a lot of the same vibes as Cam: sweet, understanding, a good listener. Elliott, I like for you because he would have lost his mind at your absent father figure joke. Don’t ask me how I know that, but he just would definitely have that sense of humor. It would make him literally lol, and that’s just fun /pos

Note: I feel you I’ve had Warrior of the Mind stuck in my head for weeks

Tell me about yourself, answer some fun questions, and I’ll match you with the Redacted boy I ship you with the most! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

[corinthikins]

Hello there! Ignore the fact this account obviously used to be used for something else, let’s just say I’m still doing the spring cleaning. (Wonderful PFP by my good friend, Honk! )

I’m working on a novel / project which is essentially a strange mix of a lot of things - it takes inspiration from things like 1984 and the Stalin era of the USSR (it’s no where near as serious, I’d argue rather YA where it is at this point, but I’m trying!) and Greek gods.

It’s got a lot of queer characters in the forefront, and I suppose a lot of the lore ties into this - I’m like 99% sure I’m doing this right but a man can make a lot of mistakes without meaning to, please take anything you think I’ve done incorrectly with kindness and a grain of salt! I’m open for feedback but please be kind about it (: !!

Uhhh this is the first time I’ve ever shared any projects with the internet, please enjoy!!

Warnings for politics (not modern day), death, bigotry, and probably more as we go along. Please tell me if you think I should update this list!

#ocs #project #first attempt at showing people my stuff

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

Hey,I was wondering if you could write a safe oral vore story with the two characters Mugman and Calla Maria? (It's okay if you don't want to do it! And pls don't be afraid to take your time ok?☺️)

(Thank you for understanding, but don’t worry! I will always make time for these requests. In fact, This is my first fic request! I hope you enjoy it! Also please read the message at the bottom about the different Cuphead cannons)

Trusting the Sea Beast

(A Mugman and Cala Maria Vore Fanfic)

Warning: soft vore, if you don’t like it, don’t read.

Today was a very special day for Mugman. To him, it was the only day of the week that mattered. Today was Wednesday and on every Wednesday, Mugman would go visit his dear friend, Cala Maria. On this day, his heart would always fill with overwhelming happiness and his mood would be instantly uplifted.

Mugman left pretty early this morning, since it was a long way to get to Cala Maria’s domain in Inkwell Isle Three. Mugman started his journey with fresh optimism and he couldn’t help, skip along the way. However his skipping had caught someone’s attention. “Where are ya off to this early, Mugs?” A small gab hit Mugman’s shoulder stopping him in his tracks. It was Cuphead, Mugman’s brother, who had paused him.

Mugman chuckled. “I’m off to see Cala Maria. I thought you would know my weekly routine by now.” Cuphead rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. “I do! I’m not an idiot.” Mugman rolled his eyes. “Uh huh. Says the guys who sold our souls for money.” Cuphead sighed. “Heh, you’re never gonna let me live that down, are ya?”

“Not as long as you’re still kicking. Just don’t get into any trouble, okay?” Mugman grinned.. “Don’t worry, I won’t.” Cuphead returned the smile. “And don’t let the mermaid eat ya!” Mugman almost growled at Cuphead’s crude joke. “She wouldn’t do that!” Cuphead chuckled nervously. “Joking Mugsy, only joking.” Mugman stared at the path in front of him. “Well I better get going.”

He walked up the hill, turned, and waved to his brother. “See ya later, Cuphead.” Mugman smiled softly. “Catch ya later, Mugs!” Cuphead waved back. Mugman turned to face the broad isle in front of him and continued on his journey.

It only took about forty five minutes to get to Inkwell Isle Three. On the way, Mugman had bought a box of squid livers and a bouquet of pastel pink tulips. “I sure hope she likes these.” Mugman thought to himself. It didn’t take long from there to reach the torn down ship where they always met up.

Mugman knocked twice on the broken pole with torn pieces of the purple sail. As he waited, Mugman gazed out to see an ocean of beauty. The morning sun created a layer of gold that mixed in with the light ocean blue. Thus creating one of the most beautiful paintings he had ever seen.

A low rumbling came from below. Mugman looked down with a soft smile that spread across his face, waiting his friend’s arrival. Suddenly, two hands reached up and gripped next to where Mugman was standing. The mermaid gently pulled herself up out of the ocean blue and was now face to face with lil Mugman.

“Hello, again.” Her Greek accent sounded sweet like a soft harp. Mugman couldn’t help but look in awe at her beauty. Cala Maria tilted her head, “Are you okay?” She giggled. Mugman snapped out of his trance. “Oh! Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” He chuckled nervously.

“No need to worry, it’s cute.” Cala Maria chuckled as well. Blush covered Mugman’s face. “Uh I um got these for you.” Mugman said as he held up the gifts. Cala Maria smiled. “Awww, you didn’t have to do that, Mugs.”

Cala Maria laid her hand out so that Mugman could climb on. He did so with the gifts in hand, careful not to let them slip. Cala Maria then gently bent her head down and kissed him on the top of his head. “Thank you . That was very sweet of you.”

Mugman grew flustered at the gesture and began to murmur softly. Cala couldn’t help but giggle at his shyness. “That reminds me! I have something for you too.” Mugman broke free from his trance. “Really?” He asked sweetly.

Cala Maria nodded and reached her free hand down into the water. It didn’t take her long to find what she was looking for. She pulled up something rather small in between her thumb and pointer finger. Then, Cala Maria gently placed the gift in front of Mugman.

It was a shiny, glittery shell with beautiful streaks of purple, blue, and green that made it look like a swirl of delicate paint. “It is one of the rarest shells in Inkwell Isle. I’ve only found three of them and this is my biggest one.”

Mugman brought the shell close to him. “Oh gee, thank you so much! This honestly means a lot to me! Oh wow!” Cala Maria chuckled, “I’m glad you like it. Now let’s head to my home so we can talk some more.”

The two headed off through the golden ocean. If they had traveled by boat, it would’ve taken a while to get there. However, they were able to reach the rocky cavern in just a few minutes, due to Cala Maria’s size. When they arrived, Cala Maria gently placed Mugman at the entrance to the cavern.

“Feel free to place the gifts beside the rocks near the ledge where you normally sit.” Cala Maria smiled. “Of course!” Mugman grinned with excitement. He made his way through the entrance and placed the gifts where Cala had told him to.

Then Mugman waited for her to arrive through the pool of water at the bottom of the cavern, since that was the way she could get in. Cala Maria made her way swiftly through the water to face her dearest friend. “So, tell what you did last week.”

Everything went like normal for the two. They talked about many interesting subjects. Mugman told Cala about his latest adventures and she told him about the latest happenings in the ocean. They both loved trading information about the different kinds of animals that they would see and the people they would meet. Of course, Cala Maria sang occasionally for Mugman, which he thoroughly enjoyed and always complimented her on.

They spent hours and hours together and could never seem to get enough. However, Mugman had lost track of time. “Oh no!” Mugman turned to see the night sky shining brightly through the entrance. “I didn’t realize how late it was!”

Cala Maria grew worried at her friend’s distress. “Well we better hurry along then. We wouldn’t want your family to worry about you.” Mugman’s face read of nervousness and fear. “What’s wrong?” Cala Maria asked sweetly.

“Well uh-“ Mugman sighed. “Ever since we’ve had that run in with the devil, I’ve always been nervous that he might come back for revenge.” Cala Maria gently put him in the palm of her hand, gazing worriedly. “I understand that, but what do you want to do?”

“I’m not sure.” He sighed. Cala Maria thought for a minute, suddenly an idea came to her mind. “How about you stay with me for the night. I can send a letter to your family using one of my eels.” Mugman looked up at her with a confused look.

“That could work, but where would I go?” Cala grimaced with worry. “Well I would have to keep you safe in here.” The mermaid pointed to her stomach. Shock overwhelmed Mugman. “Wait! We don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.”

“No no, it’s okay.” Mugman moved forward. “I trust you.” Cala Maria gently smiled and put her hand close to her maw, gently opening it. Mugman crawled closer to her maw. “Just please be gentle.” And with that, he crawled inside.

It was dark and damp inside her maw. Mugman carefully moved forward, cautiously avoiding her sharp fangs. When Cala Maria felt the Mugman was at the back of her maw, she gently lifted her head and swallowed.

Mugman found himself in a warm, dark tunnel. The plush walls of Cala Maria’s throat gently led him down further and further into her body. The further he went, the more he could hear Carla’s gentle heartbeat beside him. After a few seconds, Mugman was placed into Cala Maria’s stomach.

The walls gently moved around Mugman, keeping him snuggled up like a warm blanket. The soft sounds of her stomach and heart were greatly soothing the poor cup. “Is everything alright?” Her muffled voice asked nervously.

“Yeah!” Mugman smiled softly. “It’s actually quite nice in here.” Cala Maria gently rubbed the small form in her stomach as she laid against the cavern wall. “That’s good. I’m glad that I was able to help.” Mugman snuggled into the plush walls around him. “Yeah, thank you! I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”

Cala Maria chuckled. “You’re welcome.” She continued to rub her stomach, hoping to lull Mugman to sleep. Inside, Mugman felt his eyes getting heavy. Her tactics we’re definitely working. “Don’t worry, Mugs. Everything will be okay.” were the last words he heard before he went to sleep.

(Btw this story takes place within the game/book cannon. I’m personally uncomfortable putting it in the show canon because of the age gap and the fact that Mugman is 11. However, in the game/book, not only are they both teens, but the ship is actually canon. I understand why this might be uncomfortable to some, but please understand that Cuphead does have different canons depending on the medium.)

#safe vore #soft vore #vore writing #FiRsT wRiTiNg ReQuEsT!! #comfort vore #cuphead vore

[tmsource]

Hello Emorfili, Britt and Ana! Another question for the mods: Do you have a favourite scene from the show? Perhaps, to make it easier, a favourite scene that you giffed or something like that. I'm curious what fills you with joy when you see on your dash (presuming you also follow tmsource lol) or when you reblog for the 'memory palace' tag! No pressure to answer tho <3

Dear Theo,

your investment in this blog is honestly delightful, thank you for all your sweet messages and requests!

Here are Britt's and Ana's answers quoted (I've also linked gifsets for reference):

Ana (gifset)

I just really really love Jane and Lisbon’s hugs!! I’m a sucker for hugs in general, but something about the way that they hug at different points in their lives and all their hugs have a different meaning/motivation but parallel each other so well makes me feral. I love to gif and see gifs about this thematic!

Also, honorary mention to the scene where Jane touches Lisbon’s face while she smiles on “Bloodshot” (1x16) because it’s one of my favorite scenes of them and was also the moment I was sure I was going to be really invested in jisbon lol 💞

Britt (gifset)

Wellll ya knowwwww me. It’s the 5 second 4x24 hand hold scene Although you know I’ve never just giffed that scene on its own… always in some kind of set

Me (gifset)

I absolutely adore the flirting of early seasons and generally any indication that Jane wanted Lisbon from early on, but was too traumatized and invested in his revenge to consider anything with her. So generally I love to see and gif those scenes. My absolute favorite would be the one in episode 2x19 in the container, also the scene where I started shipping them and decided to bing the show from the beginning. I mean the TENSION!! (fun fact: the greek sub team actually dubbed Lisbon saying "because I love you" when Jane asked "why did you agree to work with me in the first place?" although in brackets so that it was obvious it was not what she said, but I lost my shit regardless lmao.) Also I love the scene in 3x06 when they hide under the counter, cause wtf is personal space? 🤭

Your turn❣️

#answered #wikipedie

[cosettepontmercys]

hello love!!!

i know i could just send this in a message, but i think asks are much more romantic <3

i have a friend from out of province visiting, and we’ve visited a few bookstores!! i was able to find my dark vanessa, atonement, and the haunting of hill house all second hand!!! my dark vanessa is one of my favourite reads of the year, so i’m glad i was able to find it, and the others are on my tbr!!! i was also able to get the roughest draft (by emily wibberly), the seven year slip, and a thousand ships (a feminist greek-classic spin, helen of troy i believe? something like that)

i know on goodreads the roughest draft has mid reviews, but it was second hand and i recognized the author as i know she’s adored (im planning on reading do i know you soon, before the end of the year for sure - i didn’t like what’s not to love but i’m gonna go in with a fresh mind)

i’m also excited to read the seven year slip, everyone seems to be loving it! i think i’ll add it onto my new septembers readathon challenge - idk if i’m truly in the mood for a rom com at the moment, i just finished business or pleasure and i found it quite … mid. not horrendous, but it didn’t have the same spark i found with rls other books.

how is your annotation for les mis going? i just finished my reread and goodness the brick can be a drudge but isn’t it SO good???? the themes the motifs the characters the symbolism - WHAT FUCKING BRAINROT AMIRIGHT??

i’ve read a few biographies this year (the only non fiction i’ll entertain lol), and i’ve thoroughly enjoyed them all!!! i most recently read crying in h mart by michelle zauner, and i didn’t know at first that she was japanese breakfast!! the book is so raw and intimate, and i listened to a couple of her albums and i really enjoyed her <3

as you know, i just started painted devils and vanja and emeric are everrryythinngg to me i truly need to buy the books - can’t wait to make an order from indigo i’m thinking of preordering emily henry’s new book 👀

anyways i think that’s all i wanted to share haha, hope your week is going well 🥰🥰 i’m hoping of changing my theme soon (have been wanting to for a while) but i never know what to change it to, the struggle of a girlblogger i swear

hi friend!!! i always love getting messages from you, whether they're an ask or a message! 🤍 i haven't done a nice bookstore visit in a while (i went in briefly to grab seven year slip for annotating/traveling book club a bit ago, but aside from that i haven't gone to a bookstore in a while just to meander and pick up books (not that i need to, i've got ... dozens of unread books just sitting here waiting for me to read them). i didn't loveeeee the roughest draft but i really, REALLY loved do i know you? — i went in thinking that the roughest draft would fill my emily henry void, though, so i had higher expectations for it. i also didn't love what's not to love, but i love never vacation with your ex, always never yours, if i'm still being honest, and with and without you! and i'm really excited for the breakup tour (i think it comes out in 2024?).

i really really loved the seven year slip; it's by no means perfect, but i really resonated with how it talks about grief and other things! it just spoke to me! i'm including the trigger warnings for it under the cut, just in case 🤍 i think it's not as "comedic" but it is a romance and i would wait till you're in the right mindset for it. i also found business or pleasure to be kind of mid; i think my ranking of RLS' adult books are ex talk → business or pleasure / weather girl, and then YA is we can't keep meeting like this → t3 → see you yesterday (haven't read her non rom coms)! it's just kind of been a dull year for me in terms of reading (but especially with romance).

i am ... behind on my les mis annotations! i've been doing a volume a month, so i should be done with marius this month but i haven't even picked it up yet! hopefully i'll feel better enough to tackle it this weekend / next week 🤍 but YES it's just sooooo !! we're coming up to my favorite bits of the book so i'm super excited!

i really liked crying in h mart! and was bummed to miss japanese breakfast on tour earlier this year but just had too much going on! and i am SO SO glad you're liking little thieves + painted devils! just such a good series; i need the third book immediately. i preordered emily henry's new book, and i think the only other preorder i have right now is the new beth o'leary which comes out next week (!!!!!!)

excited to see your new theme! hope you're doing well 🤍 i've been toying with changing my url to a seven year slip one, but also think i'll change it for 1989 so i think i'll hold off for a bit 🤍

#post: answered #mutual: lindsay

[addictive-chocolate-n-vanilla]

Let Me Check Your Oil, Sugar

(This is my absolute favorite story I've written)

Mickey tapped vigorously on the steering wheel, his eyes peeling over the fields as he drove. 'Come on, come on. Where is it?' He glanced at his GPS again, "It says 0.3 miles but I don't see anything!", he groaned aloud until his eyes crossed over a sign. Hubb's Auto repairs Mickey cheered behind the wheel, pulling over into the garage. Once he turned off and got out the car, his excitement ended. The parking lot was empty safe for some old broken down cars everywhere. Although the garage doors were open, there didn't seem to be anyone inside; only more car parts scattered. Nevertheless, Mickey continued to move towards the garage cautiously, looking around at all the car parts and tools everywhere, but not seeing a single person anywhere. "Hello? Anyone here?", he called out, wincing as his voice echoed off the high walls. 'This is exactly what those horror movies look like', he thought, considering running back to his car and driving off as fast as he could. He was suddenly surprised by a loud voice. "We're closed!", a deep voice bellowed from somewhere he couldn't identify in the large building. Mickey didn't try to locate the voice, cursing under his breath, "Please, can you help me?", he begged, "It shouldn't take long! I'll pay anything, I'm begging." Any man who was too proud to beg, clearly didn't have a momma he loved dearly and wanted to see. He held his breath for the long stretch of silence that followed, "Fine! Bring her in!", they grunted and the sound of steps followed. Mickey was practically jumping for joy as the man came into view, "Thank you, thank you, thank you! You are a-." Mickey froze at the sight of the attractive man, "I- I uh", he stammered nervously as he looked over the Greek God before him. His eyes trailed down his strong neck and the muscles of his arms bulging as they were crossed over his broad chest to the nametag of his monkey-suit that read Knox. Mickey was pulled from his ogling by the man clearing his throat. He looked back up to find Knox staring at him with unamused eyes, wiping the grease from his hands, "Are you gonna bring 'er in or are you gonna stare at me the whole time", he asked with a thick southern drawl on his tongue. He stuffed the rag in his back pocket, looking the ebony man over as well, "Not that I mind it from such a pretty thang", he added with a wink. Mickey's cheeks were burning before, but now they were scorching. His mouth was open, trying to come up with anything he could say. What would he say? What could he say? "I- I uh...", he pointed a finger over his shoulder, "gonna get tha car n- now", with that, he turned on his heels rushing to his car. When he brought up his car, Knox had a clipboard in his hand which he scribbled on as he told him what was wrong with his car. Mickey would be lying if he said he kept his eyes glued to the floor as he spoke. Knox was so good-looking, staring at him made him short circuit and he needed to focus so he could get to his momma. "Name?" Mickey frowned, not catching what he said, "Huh? What was that?", he asked him, forcing himself to look up. Once again he smiled as if he knew something that Mickey didn't, "As much as I prefer my names for ya, it'd be good to have your real name for the paperwork", he explained, gesturing to the clipboard in his hand. "Oh uh I'm Mickey", he squeaked, scolding himself a second later, "I mean M- Mickey O'Mailey, my daddy's daddy was Irish", he blurted out in a rush. He couldn't help it, he rambled when he was nervous and this guy made him very nervous. "Say it again." Mickey frowned at the sudden shift, his voice harder, "Huh?", before he knew it the metal of his car against his back where Knox had him pinned with his body. His dark eyes stared right through his soul, "Say it again, sugar. You know what I mean." "M- my daddy's d- daddy?", he practically whispered the last words, his body almost trembling. Knox let out a shuddered breath, biting his lip, "It sounded so good, I had to hear it again", he inhaled deeply as if he could smell the sexual frustration dripping off of him. Mickey stepped back from him, his head dropped in embarrassment. "Oh now don't go all shy on me, let me see those cute little braces, sweetheart", Mickey flushed at the comment, but couldn't help but smile, "that's better." Without any warning, Knox pulled his arms out his monkey suit, tying the sleeves around his waist. As innocent as the action seemed to be, Mickey had to prop his head in his hands to keep his jaw from dropping and drool leaking out. The mechanic was oblivious to the reaction he caused, getting to work on the car. He jacked up the car and slid underneath with his tool box not far behind. "So, what brings you here to North Carolina?", he asked much to Mickey's surprise. He though he was just gonna work on the car and he would just stand there for an hour. "My uh", Mickey cleared his throat before he continued, his eyes trailing down his exposed lower half, "uh mom. I came down to visit her; she just moved back here after she retired", he gulped as Knox adjusted his (you know what) casually, "She uh gr- grew up around here." It was quiet for a moment before he spoke again, coming out to grab a different tool, "So a momma's boy and a daddy's boy, huh? Good to know", he teased, shooting him a million dollar smile from under the car. They sat in silence after that as Knox did God knows what under his car. Instead of just staring at his legs the whole time, Mickey busied himself on his phone, listening to music as he waited. About thirty or forty-five minutes later, Knox had come from underneath his car. He wiped the grease from his hands, absent-mindedly twisting the rag around his fingers. Mickey didn't know he was watching him until he looked up and locked eyes with him. Knox didn't look away when he saw him, instead staring at him, head titled to the side with intrigue. He was staring at him like he had the next episode of Doom Patrol broadcasted on his forehead. To say he was uncomfortable was an understatement, "Is there uh...you need something?", he asked him, lips pressed together nervously. He wished he would just open his mouth and say whatever was on his mind because this was not the tea at all. The dark haired man chuckled warmly at that, sexy smirk tugging on his lips as he tucked his rag into his back pocket, "Are you attracted to me?" "Uh...." Mickey was flabbergasted, he didn't even know how to respond to that. Knox seemed prepared for his shock at the confrontation. "Cause I am attracted to you and would like to know if ya feel the same way?", he asked once again, this time slower as to make sure he got it through his pretty little head. Mickey forced himself to breath, scolding himself to grow a pair and open his mouth. He knotted his fingers together, gnawing his bottom lip when he finally met his gaze again. "W- well in not so many words...yes, y- yes I am", he finished. His eyes were locked on him as to see what he would say to follow. Why had he asked and what were his intentions now that he has his requited affection. Knox stood from his stool and moved across the space. "Good to know", he noted, leaning back against his truck, "Strip", he said simply. Mickey visibly did a double take, "Excuse me, w- what?", he asked him a doubtful look on his face. He couldn't have heard him correctly. "Wanna see the rest of you", he answered simply. "Strip", he orderly warmly, gesturing to his clothed frame. He didn't know why he decided to do what he requested, but he did. Slowly, Mickey began to remove all his clothes until he was only left in his snapback that he forgot he was wearing. He couldn't help how turned on he was getting and he was sure Knox could see it too. Knox didn't seem to mind however, taking in his view. "Now turn around, sugar", he instructed, casually making a circle motion with his finger. He seemed to be enjoying every second of Mickey's discomfort. Nonetheless, he did as told turning around to reveal his pretty little peach and he meant little loosely. Knox whistled behind him, itching to grip the full globes in his hands and just squeeze. "Now, want you to bend over the hood for me, yeah?" As if it was even possible, his heart started to beat even faster as he walked over to his car. He hesitated as he stood over the trunk and leaned forward to lay down, the cool metal a nice contrast to his burning skin. He even saved himself some future embarrassment, spreading his legs apart, "L- li- like th- this?", he asked from over his shoulder. He heard Knox make a throaty sound from behind him before he cleared his throat, "Uh yeah", he answered, smiling at his complacency, "and spread those cheeks for me too, sugar", he added. Mickey once again, did as told, wincing at the air against his exposed hole. He felt nothing but shame knowing that he was getting turned on by this; his cock hard between his legs. He chose to think of it like a Grindr hookup; it wasn't exactly that different personally. He squeezed his eyes shut tight to calm his beating heart as he heard footsteps moving towards him until he felt a presence behind him. "Talk about a sight for sore eyes", Knox whistled before replacing Mickey's hands with his own, squeezing and kneading the full mounds. Mickey pressed his cheek against the car as Knox pried his cheeks apart and without warning, shoved his tongue farther than his own fingers had ever been in his ass. He jumped at the onslaught of sensation. "You taste like molasses, ya know that?", he commented after drawing back slightly. Mickey didn't get to respond before he was once again feasting on him. His legs trembled so much that if it wasn't for the car he would've been on the ground by now. He had no idea a man could have such a long and strong tongue, practically carving out his walls like a pumpkin. He continued to slobber up and down his crack, lapping and prodding his pucker with his wet tongue. If he could live the rest of his life like this, his face buried between his ass cheeks, he would be a happy man. He would die here if he could; the sounds Mickey produced more than enough to sustain him throughout his afterlife. Mickey jolted, rolling his hips back onto his face as Knox caressed his strong muscular thighs. It was with much regret that he withdrew, face wet with spit and sweat. Mickey whined loudly, but he brushed it off, landing a playful slap to his rear before standing up. He wiped his mouth clean with his forearm, chest rising and falling with his labored breathing,"Gotta go get something, be right back." Mickey couldn't even raise his head from the hood, brain still moving 2 mph despite his mouth no longer on him. He could only let out unintelligible garbles, which earned his a snarky chuckle before the man rushed off. It was only then, while he was left bent over and sprawled out naked in the middle on the garage, that he realized that Knox was more than likely getting lubricant and other prophylactics they may need. Or at least he hoped he would. He would hate for him to leave him hanging with his asshole wet with his dick hard. If he wasn't gonna fuck him, he thought he'd cry. Back to the matter at hand, Mickey suddenly remembered what he had in his suitcase. "I- I have l- lube in my b- bag", he reminded to no one but himself; Knox had long since disappeared. While he was packing, Mickey wasn't expecting to use it like this but he wasn't complaining about it at all. He wobbled around the car and to the trunk to find his backpack. He opened the smallest compartment of his backpack, cheering when he located the small bottle. Before he could close the trunk back he was suddenly spun around, Knox's lips against his own. Mickey moaned, tasting himself on his tongue. "Now where'd you run off to, eh sugar?", he asked, reaching around him to slam the trunk shut himself. The lube fell from his hand, rolling somewhere on the ground, now an after thought. Knox manhandled his body, spinning him back around and forcing him back into his earlier position now over the trunk. "Should be a crime to have an ass like this", he dragged his short nails against his butt, earning a hiss before pulling away, something on the floor catching his eye. "I love a man who's prepared", Knox purred, pecking his left ass cheek. The brunette picked up the lube, coating his hole and his cock in a copious amount before lining himself up with his crack and just grinding. He was teasing him and Mickey couldn't take it. He just wanted to get fucked and preferably now. Knox finally obliged, aligning his tip with his wet pucker and excited thrummed through him. He spread his meaty cheeks with his forefingers as he pushed forward. Both groaned as his swollen tip caught on his rim, the muscle giving away with relative ease after his oral generosity. Still, he was ridiculously girthy and long; Mickey would say he had a "Porn Star dick" if the appendage wasn't trying to ruin him from the back. He could only whimper as he filled him up, his bottom lip practically bleeding from how hard he was biting down on it, his nails grabbing at smooth exterior in an attempt of reprieve. Inch by inch by inch, the air was forced from his body to accommodate the new entrant. When Knox was about 3/4 of the way inside, he suddenly shot his hips forward, closing the small distance between them and impaling Mickey on his cock. The screams and tremors he received where music to his ears. Mickey was so. ridiculously tight. Knox was now buried balls deep inside of Mickey; his heavy balls and thighs pressed flush against the muscle of his ass. The brunette massaged the globes of his round ass, rubbing and pulling them apart gently to look at the place where his hole stretched to swallow his cock, his walls twitched and constricted around the thick shaft of his cock. The sight alone made Knox want to breed his ass until he was dripping down his thighs. "Fuck, that's a tight fit", he panted, pushing his wet hair back from his forehead, "You like that, sugar?", he asked, massaging up and down the curve of Mickey's spine, placing kisses behind the shell of his ear. The way he squeezed around him was criminal and he knew he had the same effect on him. He could feel him clench and spasm around him. Mickey whimpered, planting his head back on the cool metal, "Fuck oh my", he tried his best to relax his walls, the stretch on the verge of uncomfortable and painful for him. Knox groaned loudly into his ear, pulling out and pushing himself deeper inside, his lapping at the sweat on his nape and onto his strong shoulders, biting the flesh as he worked mickey open on his cock. "D- daddy?", he groaned, teeth bared and clenched, "Fuck me, please!", he begged, his walls clamping around him as he wiggled on his thick shaft. "Don't worry, sugar, I'll give you everything you're asking for", he growled, sitting up straight, his hands gripping the fleshed of his pelvic line, "and then some." With that final declaration, Knox withdrew halfway before driving back home inside Mickey. The latter was in awe, a choked sob leaving his lips with every ravage thrust he received. As his fucking violently accelerated, Mickey could only lay there, scrambling on his tip toes as he fucked him higher and higher onto the car hood until his toes could barely scrap the concrete flooring. Knox' fingers dug painfully into his skin, but he didn't mind, not with his teeth marking his throat as he growled to most vulgar things in his ear in that thick southern drawl. His toes curled with every earth shattering movement, their mixed cries of pleasure echoing off the high empty walls of the garage. Mickey looked back at him over his shoulder, eyes wide as he met Knox's gaze as he drilled into him without abandon. He bit his lip to muffle a moan as he hit his prostate. “O- oh G- God yes! Harder!” His sweat slick hands planted on the car for support as he moved back to meet his deep strokes. The wet slapping sound was downright erotic, their bodies slammed forward and backward, and their sweats slicking their skins together with each plunge. “Fuck, sugar! Take my cock! Take all of it!” Knox shoves himself harder and faster inside Mickey with each words. Mickey wished he could see him better; His sweat dripping all over his godly-formed torso. “Y-yes!", Mickey appeased before his head was violently yanked back. His cry was muffled by Knox's mouth clamping down over his. He was momentarily surprised by the sudden intimacy, but did not bask in it long as his tongue fucked his mouth. Their beards scratched against one another's, spurring them on. Mickey broke the kiss with a lewd moan as he abused his insides with his cock Knox tugged at his lower lip, biting and chewing them so hard Mickey knew them would be swollen and raw. Knox pulled away, pressing his hand to the middle his back and forcing Mickey back onto the car. It was as if a switch had been flipped as he was no longer giving Mickey time to recollect his thoughts nor to catch his breath. He buried himself deeper inside him, faster than he did before. It was near to impossible for Mickey to keep up with him, unable to escape Knox’ thrusts, his lips parted in silent screams and gasps from all that pounding his body was receiving. Still, it felt so good. He reached back weakly, head pressed to the car, and spread his cheeks to get him deeper inside him and spreading his legs farther apart in invitation. He wanted him to dent his insides; to feel him as he drove back and for days that followed. Mickey choked on a sob, feeling the knot in his stomach growing impossibly tight with every stab at his prostate. “Kn- Knox! Fuck I– I’m coming –“ "I know, sugar", he purred behind him as he rolled his hips into his. He paused momentarily,  hand rough hands moving up and down his strong back. As much as Mickey appreciated a massage, he would prefer one without his cock buried inside him and the stench if motor oil burning his nostrils. Knox chuckled at his impatience, letting go of Mickey’s hips and holding his shoulders. He licked his lips, taking a moment to gather himself before a smirk was painting his lips. He grew his hips back before snapping forward with enough force that tore screams from Mickey's lips. Over and over again he snapped his hips forward at a torturous slow yet calculated pace. Mickey didn't know how much more he could take but he was all too eager to find out. “D-don't stop,” he whined in a rough scratchy voice, bubbling heat inside his abdomen attempting to boil over. Knox's movements did not slow down for even a moment and with one pretty hard thrust did his orgasm violently strike him. His eyes rolled back and his fingernails dug into his own ass as he came, his own nut painting his bumper in thick stripes. He lost the ability to breath, to think and to speak as Knox continued to take him apart. He gave him no time for reprieve as he chased after his own orgasm. However, the sensitivity was becoming to much to bare, his throbbing length dragging painfully in and out of his twitching anus. He mewled, hands moving weakly to Knox's chest as he tried to make him stop. He was only rewarded with his left had being forced back to his ass as his right was pinned to his back. He groaned at his entrapment, more bare and defenseless than before. He slumped against the vehicle, resigned to his fate as Knox began to pick up his pace again. He protested weakly, trying to squirm away only for gravity to bring him back. “Come on now sugar", Knox huffed, hips pitoning inside him, "Be good for daddy, yeah? Won't take long 'til I'm creaming you good and proper." His thrust staggered slightly and mickey knew it wouldn't be long. He wanted to feel him erupt, hear him groan as he shot his load into him like it was his job. The grip on his hip was even firmer and would undoubtedly leave bruises but Mickey didn't care; he'd think of it as a souvenir or a calling card to Knox's Auto-shop. He let his head fall on as he met his movements with his own moans. He wondered if he had it in him to even cum again? With every thrust his abdomen was pressed against the edge of the trunk and his skin would certainly be slightly bruised the next day. His momma would definitely be pleased if she that and she definitely wouldn't if she knew how it happened. After what felt like an eternity, Knox pushed himself into him as deep as possible and with one last hard thrust came deep inside of him, a animalistic cry of "Mickey" on his lips. * * * * * * "By the way, how much do I owe you for fixing the car?", Mickey asked him resting his chin on his pec. They were now in Knox's office upstairs, laid out on a large couch with a blanket draped over their bodies after they cleaned each other up. Mickey's hole was still twitching, the pain in his bottom more of a reinforcer than a punishment. "Fixing?", Knox sat up slightly, looking down at him, "Oh no she's far from fixed, you need a replacement and won't be able to get it done until tomorrow at the earliest", he explained, as if it was just common knowledge. "How am I supposed to get to Sylva? My mom's probably worried sick." He hadn't even called to let her know he would be late. He basically threw her aside to get some dick; God he was a terrible son. "Hey, I know Miss O'Mailey", Knox pointed out, as if offended by his assumption of his ignorance, "she lives about 30- 45 minutes away. I'll drive you over there then pick you up in the morning to finish up." He grabbed Mickey's hat off the floor and placing it back on his head. "However, you and me are just getting started, sugar."

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[gemsofgreece]

Hello Mx. Gemsofgreece. I’m trying to learn Greek to better connect with my heritage. What are some good beginner phrases, I know a few, but some that are more conversational than grammar learning. ευχαριστώ :3

Hello dear! First of all, I link this old answer with basic Greek phrases and words.

Some additional basic conversational phrases could be:

Τι λέει; / Τι γίνεται; / Τι νέα; / Πώς πάει;

Ti léi? / Ti yínete? /Ti néa?/ Pos pái?

All of them mean "What's up", instead of the most textbook-ish "How are you"s...

Καλή όρεξη! - Kalí órexi - Enjoy your meal / Bon appetit!

Όνειρα γλυκά! - Ónira ɣliká - Sweet dreams!

Καλή συνέχεια! - Kalí sinéhia - This is a relatively new phrase, which means "Keep up strong doing what you do", usually said to a stranger you interacted with i.e a cashier, an employee etc

Τα λέμε! - Ta léme - See you

Δεν νιώθω (or αισθάνομαι) καλά - ðen ñótho (esthánome) kalá - I don't feel well

Σε κλείνω - Se klíno - I'm gonna hung up the phone on you (friendly) This is so random lol

Έχω Ελληνική καταγωγή - Ého Elinikí kataɣoyí - I have Greek descent

(Δεν) καταλαβαίνω - (ðen) katalavéno - I (don't) understand

(Δεν) έχω πάει στην Ελλάδα - (ðen) ého pái stin Eláða - I have (not) been to Greece

Κάνει (or έχει) ζέστη / κρύο - Káni (or éhi) zésti / krío - It's hot / cold outside.

Προσπαθώ να μάθω Ελληνικά για να έρθω σε επαφή με την κουλτούρα μου καλύτερα - Prospathó na mátho Eliniká ya na értho se epafí me tin kultúra mou kalítera - I’m trying to learn Greek to better connect with my heritage ;)

That's all I can think of right now in addition to the link. If there is something more specific you wish to know, feel free to ask! Also, anyone feel welcome to add basic conversational phrases I have missed.

Pronunciation notes:

i is always pronounced as a relatively short "ee", never "eye"

ð is like "th" in the words "this, that, father, mother, there" etc

ɣ is the voiced velar fricative, a "ghhhh" type of thing, in short how the French and Germans sound when they say "rrrrr"

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