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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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thinking of bold and cocky eddie who would be incredibly shy in front of his gf... him bragging to his friends about dominating her in bed (when he thinks she cant hear him) but the second they leave, he's struggling to put on that same facade and whimpering like a hot mess

This is delicious

"so what's the sex like?" Steve asked, sipping on his beer

Eddie blushed at the question. Eyes looking over at Steve, Robin and Nancy.

"um...it's really good" he said nodding. The sex was amazing. Eddie had never felt his body get so high, and ruined. She was brutal and mean. He loved it.

"she's so sweet and nice. Is she like submissive?" Robin asked curious.

It was true, Y/N was always sweet and kind. She's super nice and friends with everyone. She doesn't even look like she could hurt a fly.

"oh yeah definitely" Eddie lied through his teeth, "like she's on her knees begging for me. Calls me daddy and all of that. Sometimes I don't even let her cum. Sometimes leave her there crying for me as I do random shit" more lies spilling out through his mouth

"nice. I love submissive girls in bed. The way they whine and cry. Gets me every time" Steve sighed out, a dreamy look on his face

"yeah me too. Sometimes I even control the small things she does. Like when she can join me in bed or not" Eddie agreed. Having no idea what that even looked like on a female.

Steve high fived him as they laughed.

He was the whiner and crier.

He was the one who had to beg.

Eddie closed the door as his friends left. Turning around to be face to face with Y/N, who stood smirking.

"hi baby" he squeaked out, jumping back a few steps

"hi handsome. How was the hangout?" Her eyes watching his body slightly.

"good" he said fast and high pitched

"talk about anything fun?" She edged on. Her hands working their way up his chest over his clothes.

"nope. Nothing. Mostly sat in silence" he said, throwing her hands off of him and racing to the bedroom.

She laughed to herself but still followed him with a smirk.

"what are you doing?" She asked, leaning against the door frame as she crossed her arms

"I think I'm going to go to bed. Tired? I am" he said with a nervous laugh

Quickly stepping out of his jeans and throwing off his shirt

He shuttered as her eyes burned through his skin

"lay on the bed Eddie" she demanded

"um....why?"

"you have to lay down to sleep right?" She teased

Eddie blushed, "yeah duh" quickly throwing himself in bed, crawling under the covers

"can I join you?" She asked, walking towards the end of the bed, removing her shirt

"why are you asking me?" He questioned, eyes watching her slowly strip

"I thought I had to ask....daddy" smirking as Eddie's body froze. Her pants hitting the floor

"you ..uh...heard that?" He stuttered out, eyes huge as he felt anxiety filling him

"yeah. I heard I'm such a submissive girl who gets on her knees and begs for you" she mocked, crawling on the bed. Eddie's eyes watching her.

"I'm sorry" he rushed out, shaking slightly as her nails began to scratch down his naked chest

"oh are you? Lying to your friends? How embarrassing Eddie."

"please I'm sorry" Eddie panted, her body slipping underneath the covers, grinding on his lap

"do you not like being my good boy? Are you embarrassed by it?" She faked pouted, moving her hips in slow circles

"NO! I love it. I swear. I'll always be your good boy" he whined, hands moving to her hips, gripping tight as she moved her hips faster.

"well good boy, I wanna see you back up your words. Make me beg" she challenged, her body moving off of his, but he yanked her back on him. Arms hooking around her waist, locking her against his growing cock

"no please. I don't want to. I don't want to try. Just please touch me" he cried. Trying to move her hips with his own hands

"but daddy how can I be a good submissive girl if you don't dominate me" she mocked, enjoying the way he was breaking away piece by piece

"I'm sorry! I can't do it. Please fuck me. Just please take my cock out and touch me" small tears falling down his eyes as she rocked her hips harder against him

"you want me to take your cock out and play with it?" She teased, fingers dipping into his boxers

"yes please...fuck" he whined. Throwing his head back as she took out his cock, letting the cold air hit his sensitive skin

She moved her body further under the covers. Completely hidden underneath as she sucked lightly on his tip, humming at the precum

"fuck baby" he moaned, hands gripping the sheets as she licked up his length, small licks to his balls as she pumped his cock

He felt her tongue swirl on his head and work it's way down his cock. Her lips wrapping around him as she bobbed her head up and down. Taking him further down her throat

"I wanna see you" he cried, licking his lips as his tears landed

He peeled away the covers slightly, enough for her head to poke through. Thighs clenching instantly as he watched her suck his cock. Her nails were scratching at his stomach, definitely leaving marks

"oh that's so good.... Suck my cock baby" he moaned. One hand teasing his own nipples as he moved his hips up. Eyes rolling as she gagged.

She removed herself with a pop. Licking up the spit that collected on his tip

She smirked as she crawled out from under the covers

"wait where are you going?" He panicked, watching as she moved off of the bed

"watch some tv. You lay here with your cock out and don't even think about touching yourself. If I get bored I'll come back" she teased

"NO DON'T DO THIS. IM SORRY!" he cried, watching as she walked right out the bedroom door, only in her underwear

"PLEASE!"

"BABY!"

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!"

They both knew he'd listen too

He spent half the night screaming for her to come back and fuck him

Tags!

But like a good boy, he never touched himself

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 5 months

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Hello! I wanna request ror characters with sweet and kind reader who secretly holds then power of a powerful demon that could give any god a run fir their money.

Reader was meant to be the host of this demon and their personality and memories were meant to be forgotten as the demon took a hold of their body. But something went wrong and instead the demon became trapped while reader got its powers. Basically reader was tricked by their friend and was scarified to a cults deity but lived

Reader is basically an average person and just wants to live life gently but when the gods started to make a fuss and threatened humanity the gloves was off. Reader ends up takeing zeus odin and all the strong ones whose names I cant remember into a terror dimension and reminds them that there were many who would do anything to protect their love ones and reader is fully willing to become a demon and erase them from exsitance if the foolish gods push them enough.

-It was a secret you kept close, not wanting to lose anyone else to it, mainly because those closest to you betrayed you for the secret you held.

-You were the vessel for a very powerful demon, one whose name was long forgotten, something you had been ‘blessed’ with when you were back on earth after the gods fought this demon, sealing him away.

-They didn’t realize however, where they were sealing him, and you were blessed with the same powers and strength, and for a while, people worshipped you as a hero, as you would use those abilities to help others, which is all that you wanted to do.

-However, their adoration soon turned to fear, realizing that you were so different from them, and with fear came hatred and they drove you out.

-You traveled the world, your life prolonged due to what you housed, helping where you could, never staying in one place for too long.

-You had thought you found a safe place, people who respected your powers and abilities, and you gained friends, people you grew close to.

-Only for them to betray you just like the others, sacrificing you to the demon you held in your body. As that place that you thought was safe was a cult.

-You died and ascended to Valhalla, with the demon still a part of you, causing that cult to fall to ruin as they essentially killed the very being they were trying to worship.

-You were so happy in Valhalla, being able to live in peace, helping others, and nobody cared what you could do.

-Only a fair few knew what you could do, and you mostly kept to yourself, to not draw attention to yourself.

-When Ragnarok was announced, you were in tears, hearing how cruel the gods were, the same ones who put this demon inside of you, how they were willing to just wipe out humanity on a whim.

-This angered you, and the demon you housed, feeling your anger, offered his powers to you, willing to help you again.

-You and your demon had an agreement- you would willingly let him have control a few times a month to run around and have fun, and he wouldn’t hurt others while in control.

-He whispered in your ear, like he was there, “We can fix this- put those gods in their place. We won’t hurt them, just scare them a- just a little~” you knew his tone, he wasn’t planning on just ‘a little’ but you agreed, not willing to risk so many lives.

-When Ragnarok was about to begin, the gods who were going to be fighting had a meeting, going to discuss who was going to go first.

-A wave of power and dread seemed to flow over them and Zeus and Odin, who had been responsible for seal your partner away inside you, instantly stood, feeling that power.

-You entered, looking unassuming, looking just like a normal human and Poseidon stood, “Who dares enter this place?” your smile was soft, gentle, but your eyes were hard, “I have someone who would like to speak with you.”

-In a blink of an eye, they found themselves in a dark place, screams and terrifying visions everywhere as you approached, looking more demonic, a blend of both you and D/N.

-Your voice was no longer just your own, it was a blend of both, it sounded not only unsettling, but angry, “I have the power to destroy all of you now- thanks to your failure of making sure I was truly sealed. You have a choice- to end Ragnarok now or face your own destruction.”

-Being shown such terrifying images and feeling your power around them, nearly suffocating them, proving that what you said was true, was enough to make them quickly bend to your will.

-As soon as Zeus and Odin agreed, in another blink of an eye, they were back in the room, completely fine, and you looking normal, like a harmless little human.

-Eyes quickly went to you as you spoke, “Just because you fail to manage others doesn’t make it right for you to just get rid of them. Make it right.” With your last sentence you made the room tremble, just to make your point.

-You walked out, “Think they got the message?” the demon chuckled in your ear again, “Of course they did. Now let’s sit back and watch.”

-By lunchtime the tournament had been called off, much tot the shock of Brunnhilde and the warriors of humanity, but they seemed pleased to see that the gods were going to be gods now, proper ones- who were now going to manage humanity better.

-Many were none the wiser that you were the cause of this newfound peace. And the gods you had threatened kept eyes on you but were stunned to see what a gentle person you were, nothing unlike the demon they had fought years ago.

-You seemed to be one with the demon in your body- like you were two beings in one body, sharing it, but even if you looked like a harmless human- you were anything but, and they knew that they wouldn’t be able to fight back, even if they all joined forces and fought together- there was no chance of ever challenging you.

-However, keeping you happy seemed to be the simplest route, and they kept you happy by not threatening humanity and managing things better.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror zeus #ror odin

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cupoftaae · 11 months

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Still Perfect (JK Drabble)

Summary- Your mind is playing evil tricks on you again, and the only one who can bring you back down to earth is your husband, the one you are ashamed to admit everything to.

Warnings- swearing, minor angst, they are in luv its cute, mentions of depression (reader), mentions of medications. 18+

Enjoy <3

"Baby...I'm gonna take Gia outside to test the new swing I put up, do you wanna come?" Jungkook whispered, his hand on your back as you laid in the dark bedroom at 2 in the afternoon.

You sighed, looking up at your husbands face, "I want to but I just...Im so tired"

He nodded sadly, "okay...thats okay you dont have to, I'll take pictures?"

"yes please" you smile weakly

"mama!! mama! lets go outside!" Your 3 year old, Gia, runs into the room and stands beside your bed.

Jungkook was quick to pick her up into his arms, squeezing her, "mama isnt feeling too good right now, shes gotta rest." he whispered

"again?" your daughter pouted, her big eyes looking down at you- and with single glance, your heart was broken into 5 million pieces.

Jungkook frowned, "hey, sometimes adults get tired, its okay, we will go have fun in the backyard and you can see mama later? wave bye bye" he held her small hand up and waved for her as he began to leave the room, mouthing a soft "love you" in your direction before the door shut.

with that, the tears began to flow.

Your depression struggles have always found a way into your family, when you were dating jungkook you spent so much time explaining that sometimes you just cant function, and he was the first boyfriend you had that understood and didnt make you feel like a piece of shit for struggling with something out of your control.

It was nice, but then the fears that he would leave set in.

He always tries his best to make sure you feel loved and appreciated, when he proposed, he took you to Italy for 3 weeks just to be alone with you.

And your wedding was no different either.

He made sure you felt beautiful the way you were, showing you off at any chance he could, and even stepping away from the after party with you for a bit when things got overwhelming.

Many emotions were experienced when you became pregnant after 3 months of marriage. The guilt in believing you werent a good mother, the guilt for not having enough energy to eat most days even though you knew it wasnt just about/for yourself.

The self neglect was the worst part, and if jungkook had not been there to help you through all of the ugly, you dont know what you would have done.

You love him so much and the thought that maybe he doesnt feel that from you is terrifying, the thought that your daughter is only 3 and is already catching onto her mothers odd behavior is alarming.

Gia sees her friends moms play with them, she goes over to her cousins house and plays with their mom, why doesnt her own mom have that energy?

The tears seeped into the silk pillows as you squeezed your eyes shut.

This was how it often was for you: no emotion at all, or sadness. thats it, since you were 13.

No amount of doctor visits or therapy could fix you, and now you were letting it ruin your family.

A bit after Jungkook brought Gia inside, she fell asleep on the couch in the living room.

He smiled and took a photo of her small bundled up body laying on the cushion before making his way upstairs to show you.

"honey, you awake?" he mumbled, sliding open the door and walking in.

You were facing the opposite wall, feeling absolutely numb.

"baby" he smiled, kissing your forehead, "you okay? you wanna see the videos of gia?"

You tried to open your mouth to talk but nothing came out, instead your eyes teared up again and you turned your face further into the pillow to hide.

He frowned, putting his phone away as he climbed under the covers with you, his larger body spooning against yours. "sweetheart, whats going on?" his hand brought you closer

"I dont know" you whispered quietly

"just not doing good again?" he questioned, hand rubbing your side softly to soothe you.

You nod, unable to talk.

"im here for you, did you take your medication?"

"no.."

"okay well lets do that now so we dont forget, okay?" he sat up and pulled open your nightstand drawer, taking the pill you take daily and handing it to you alongside a water bottle.

You gently sat up and leaned against the headboard, taking the pill.

"where is she?" you asked quietly, teary eyes catching to kooks in the dimly lit bedroom.

"she passed out on the couch downstairs, bam is laying with her" he smiled, finding a cozy spot beside you again.

"am I a bad mom?" you question, watching his face contort

"what? why would you ask me that? of course you arent"

"jungkook I havent been able to leave the room for 2 days, this isnt normal....she misses me, she needs her mommy and im failing her" your voice cracked slightly as jungkook immediately brought you into his arms, caging you against him.

"dont talk like that, you are such an amazing woman, y/n. I would have never married you otherwise. You are so fucking strong and you cant let yourself fall into this dark space, you are struggling, yes, but we take it step by step, just like we've always done." he rubs your back as he speaks, "and Gia doesnt feel left out, she would not stop talking about you the entire time we were outside. Dont tell her I told you but she picked a bunch of 'flowers' for you" he giggled, "I didnt have the heart to tell her they were just weeds"

You allow yourself to laugh softly, leaning into your husbands embrace.

"you are doing so well....so incredibly well baby. I know life isnt always fair but we cant blame ourselves, we have to pick up what we have learned and move on as stronger people."

You nod, looking at him as he wipes the tear on your cheek.

"my beautiful girl, I love you so much, you know that?"

You smile sadly, "I love you too"

"can I take you downstairs and we can cuddle on the couch? I'll cook for you, you havent eaten in hours"

"okay" you sniff, allowing jungkook to help you up and keep a blanket wrapped around your body.

"mommy!"

Gia's toothless smile greeted you as you came downstairs, Bam laying on her protectively.

"Hi baby" you waved and walked over, sitting onto the couch and letting her crawl into your lap. "I missed you sweetheart, oh- your overalls are backwards" you giggled softly

Jungkook blushed as he sat on the other side of you, sharing a funny glance with his daughter.

"daddy dress me" she whispered

"I can tell" you smile, squeezing her tightly and rocking back and forth gently.

"my pretty girls" jungkook whispered, more so to himself than directed at you both.

"and bammy" gia added on, hiding her face against your chest.

"and bammy" you insisted, rubbing her back

Jungkook leaned over to wrap you two into his arms, kissing both of your heads.

"did you have fun outside" you asked

Gia giggled, "yeah...but daddy pushed the swing too much, I fell" she babbled

"what?" You look at your husband

"shes okay, shes breathing, shes here" he began, smothering his hands over his little girls face as she laughed loudly.

"mama feeling okay?" she asked once you all calmed down,

"mama is doing okay, my dear. Dont worry about me, I love you so much" you squished her face softly and kissed her nose

"love you more!!" she added, clapping her hands

"Love you most!!" You couldnt help but smile as jungkook leaned his head against the back of the couch, eyes drawn on his wife and daughter only.

"i'll make some lunch" he spoke, standing

"yay!! I help?" Gia hopefully asked

"no no, you girls sit there and look cute" he winked at you before walking off to the kitchen, bam following him in hopes of getting a treat.

You loved your little family, and you wouldnt trade them for anything the world had more to offer.

They were the ones who got your through the toughest part of life, and you were grateful that in this moment you didnt have to fake a smile.

#bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook scenarios #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook drabble

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abelle25125 · 2 years

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a comprehensive list of all things sus about Adrian Graye

ok so i have been slightly obsessed with the illusion coven head since his introduction in hunting palisman, but now that we’ve had an episode with him as an actual character there are some things about him that feel super suspicious and i’m going to try my best to explain them here

1:Despite being the head of the illusion coven, We never actually see him cast any illusions.

When we’re first introduced to him when he tries to trick the school into joining coven he mentions that the illusion of him was cast by a different coven scout

“Tom, that Adrian illusion was lacking a certain, hmm? You get me?”

and given his need to yell for the illusion to end rather than just stopping it himself, we can assume that he wasn’t in control of the illusion in that scene.

We can probably apply this logic to his later scene with the fake willow and Belos - as we’ve seen in the past that illusions need a constant focus when cast by a witch, and he seemed a bit too concentrated on bullying his actors and kicking hunter in the back of the head to be casting anything.

Him snapping his fingers and the Belos illusion vanishing could either be read as him dispelling the illusion or calling of the two Guards behind it, but given the lack of evidence towards the spell belonging to him, im choosing to believe the latter.

this leads us onto the next few points:

2: He casts spells without drawing a circle and

3: the only two times he draws a spell circle, he does so while holding/using his magical amplifier

in his first scene after Gus calls out the fake Adrian, we see him hand off his coffee cup and then in a poof of smoke - appears next to and grabs Gus. you cant touch illusions, so neither of those were fake, which means that, without drawing a spell circle he’s teleported across the room.

We only see him draw a spell circle twice in the entire episode, the first time he literally uses the magical amplifier to draw it, and the second time he’s holding it.

now these first three points could just be explained by saying “oh he’s the coven head he’s super powerful at illusions he probably doesn't need to concentrate or draw circles or whatever” but then even ignoring all that there’s -

4: this man is waaay to focused on the looking glass ruins

Graye was sent to Hexside by Belos to brand the children, but the moment the illusion stuff kicks off and he sees the looking glass ruins he abandons that plan to hunt down gus and figure out where the graveyard is. His reasoning is that the galderstones would be good gifts for belos, but are they worth abandoning his mission for?

the reasoning could just be that he’s figured that the branding mission was a bust and hes in the panic of ‘i need to please my boss so he doesn’t kill me for failing so bad’ and wants to make it up for him, but then why does he seem to be happier when he sees that the galderstones are intangible

either way - this is not the face of a super confident person who has everything under control

The looking glass ruins have come up a few times now in relation to the EC, and based on how good TOH is at setting up plot lines - it feels like they’re building it up to be more important than it seems.

then of course theres the one that a bunch of people are talking about

4: He got his ass handed to him by Gus’ memory bubble

that shit fully incapacitated him, like he was still knocked out , fully catatonic later on, like - not even hunter got knocked down by this and he’s gone through some shit - and Graye’s comments about bad memories feel way to prominent to just be a passing comment.

Theres been a fun trend of all the coven heads being ironic in some way , a bard with stage fright, a plant head who loves killing ect; so having an illusionist who’s been lying about something to get where he is today could be really fun

so whats up with this guy? lets figure it out- yeah he’s a basilisk

- similar fangs, tail and :3 face

- similar hair styles

- same blue teleportation magic

- including the inspector from the first day we’ve only seen 4 of the 5 basilisks

- Basilisk number 4 even has the same hair squiggle as Graye

theres kinda just a weird amount of evidence supporting this theory, it’s probably not true, and if it is, probably wont have a lot of plot relevance, but i cant help but think theres something else going on with this guy. He’s the only coven head who’s showed up by himself in an episode so far, and there’s just a lot of details and potentially foreshadowing stuff happening around him.

this ended up being way longer than i planned so kudos on reading all the way through

#THIS WAS SO MUCH LONGER THAN I PLANNED OH NO #hi im slightly obsessed with this guy #literally the moment my arm healed i started drawing him (and then i injured my arm again but dont worry about that)#and then i stopped mid drawing to make this whoops #adrian graye #adrian graye vernworth #the owl house #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #toh theory #basilisk theory #man i dont really make original posts that much this felt weird #long post

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vxiphoid · 1 year

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⟢ PASTRY EMPORIUM ━☆ {003.}

✑ twst boys with an s/o who enjoys cooking and what dishes they’d make! these might be a little off… even after i did my research on them🧍🏾 ft. octavinelle

PREVIOUS NEXT

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

your dish is…

COTTON CANDY CAKE BATTER FUDGE !!

♫ UNDER CONTROL - THE INTERNET

- azul is such a little goofy goober with a good amount of cooking experience but he is oh so understanding<3 he will follow your every instruction even if that means burning himself by your delicious cooking cause! idc this dude has such a sweet tooth, loves cotton candy.

- you turn around to mix the condensed milk and the melted white chocolate together and hes already (SOMEHOW) made the cotton candy into various shapes, making stars is his favorite. then you have to buy a whole different bag of cotton candy bc the shapes are too cute to ruin, now they are toppings. azul will not show you his shaping sorcery, he will watch as you try and find out how he does it though. almost cried when you made an octopus n said it was your favorite.

- HE. LOVES. COLORING. SPRINKLES. you know those sugar sprinkles? yeah, he makes those. sure, you could buy them from the store but you also could make cute messes with him and take pictures for your album. pink and blue sprinkled colored lips turn into purple tongues😼

- azul loves decorating the small fudge cakes with sugar n more cotton candy. they’re so colorful n pretty (just like him tbh) he also likes holding hands with you? if you’re only using one hand, he’s intertwining your fingers with yours. the cotton candy extract that makes the fudge taste like cotton candy? make sure you buy two, he’s downing it like its water. it’s good! the fudge comes out with such a beautiful swirl he shares some with floyd and jade but! this will never meet the menu. not that it isn’t good enough, its just that making it is special, cooking with you is special. he’d like to keep it that way

“wow, don’t you look adorable sugar-coated… pft—“

“that was the worst one yet, lovely…”

“but it was funny, huh?”

JADE LEECH

your dish is…

BROWN SUGAR MILK TEA !!

♫ BEAUTY IN DEATH - CHASE ATLANTIC

- screaming, crying, stomping my feet. jade is very good at cooking, he just likes making tea more. so what better than to make him some brown sugar boba manne. he took a little sippy sip the first time you gave it to him and he almost inhaled the rest of it.

- he’s usually not that messy when cooking with you, he does somehow find himself spilling the milk… OH! he let’s you wear his hat while you work, you have this happy little trot when you wear it. he’s made little bobas of the tsums, azul, floyd, they may be at the bottom but the fun is actually making the little bebes. jade coats the rim of your cup with water so he can cover it with brown sugar >:].

- HE’LL MAKE BOBA OF YOU IF YOU MAKE BOBA OF HIM‼️‼️ he makes a little cloud of whipped cream so you can place his boba like he’s a little cherry. forehead kisses, all the time. you could be minding your own business and he just mwah. theres something domestic about the little smooches, he cant get enough.

- he’s so happy when he gets to make the tea while the boba is boiling. he’s mixing the tea like (─‿─). also gives you a piggyback ride around the kitchen sometimes. he definitely serves you boba when he makes you breakfast in bed.

“are you making little me’s?”

“indeed i am ^o^”

“i’ll make little you’s then, we’ll match :)”

FLOYD LEECH

your dish is…

KOHAKUTOU !!

♫ YOUR TEETH IN MY NECK - KALI UCHIS

- he jus wants something to cronch on fr.. edible crystals are satisfying to bite down on. floyd loves cooking with you, its his favorite hobby <3

- he loves these things, he loves you, he loves when you make him these things!!! especially when you top them with pop rocks, he probably eats the plate too. floyd also has a potty mouth n sometimes its kinda scary… like when he was boiling the agar agar a bubble popped and burned him, its like when you put bacon on a pan. he was laughing and casually just curses “heheha, fuck! that hurt😄” like sir are you okay..?😧 he’s okay, you smooched it better.

- he likes making this because it reminds him of jade which is kinda weird because he’s gonna scarf em down anyway. he actually makes a whole different batch of agar agar to make crystals that look like actual jade so he can give a few to jade. floyd is the definition of chaotic, the kitchen will always end up messy in some way.

- his kisses are never ending, he actually steals them now, sly fucker. now his music is loud but he definitely chooses a chill playlist so he can dance with you. while the crystals are chilling, you two are playing games with each other. mostly bedwars in minecraft, bro is actually cracked its scary…

- floyd likes for you to sit between his legs with your back against his chest and play animal crossing while he feeds you and himself crystals, they taste better that way >:]

“kiss it better?”

“did you burn yourself again?”

“kiss it better? :((“

#disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst fluff #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst octavinelle #octavinelle #twst azul #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #twst floyd #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #twst jade #jade leech #jade leech x reader

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ablobwhowrites · 1 year

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AY CONTINUE THAT BACKROOMS THING BEFORE I SNAP THY NECK

(AHHHHH)

y/n started to run, their breath running short, legs burning aching for a break. The screaming lingering behind coming closer "shit, shit SHIT" y/n stopped word scratched into the wall 'no escape no escape no escape' over and over again but y/n looked around seeing a ladder leading into a tunnel in the wall. Rushing over climbing up then crawling quickly as a wire like hand gripped y/n's ankle pulling as the wire like nails dug into their skin as another hand lunged grabbing the calf as the nails dug deeper piercing the skin blood pricking and rolling down to the yellow tunnels floor but holding onto the end of the tunnel, y/n pulled themselves up but the wire nail cutting into the skin tumbling onto the ground the screaming seeming to be going away. Pain from the exposed wound blood staining the might be unsanitary carpe...wait..this wasn't carpet well it was but..it looked like a child's carpet pattern...it looked like a carpet roa..d...oh god no, no, no ,no NO.

Hearing what sounds like a person screaming and giggling with something being hit but y/n tried to get up but the pain was becoming unbearable, the sound of something walking on the carpet made y/n look up it was one of the partygoers it's red eyes and outline of a smile starred at y/n as a balloon was in it's hands then it grabbed y/n dragging them by the back of their shirt "NO NO! LET GO OF ME!" y/n screamed trying to use their legs to at least slow down but the blood just smeared across the carpet stinging the wounds as the carpet's once fluffy like texture turned into a world of pain irritating the wound. The partygoers walking to the others to share this fun party they made for y/n but a flash of yellow slammed the partygoer to the ground as it thinks it was one of them pulling a prank on them but sees it was a worker their suit slightly ripped but covered the holes in duck tape the goer became angry, the company y/n worked for always 'ruined' their party's but y/n's isn't supposed to be ruined no no NO, THEY CANT NOT AGAIN. The goer got up tackling the worker to the ground then grabs the string of their balloon and wraps it around the neck of the worker forcing the worker up as the they struggle and try to get the Goers string away for their neck but the strings grip only got tighter, y/n grabbed a chair and slammed it on the side of the goers head as hard as they could as the partyer fell to the ground the worker got up breathing in the air and coughing

but they got up rubbing their neck "come on we gotta go I know a short cut to the exit." The yellow suit said as y/n couldn't walk or even run well with the blood now spreading and covered y/n's shoe and socks, y/n hobbled then the worker threw y/n on their shoulder and started to run then....the giggles started, looking back to see some party goers chasing both of them. They were like zombie's shoving eachother out of the way running swatting their hands at y/n and the worker "WERE ALMOST THERE!" The worker shouted with joy their hand reaching out to a tiny control panel with blue, red, yellow and a green button pressing all of then a light glowed. Then they hit the ground thudding on what seemed to be a soft carpet y/n panicked thing they were back in level 0 but...oh...it was Mr kitty's room the over whelming pink and white kinda hurt y/n's eyes but the worker cheered still on the ground "holy shit...I thought we wouldnt make it...WERE IN MR. KITTYS ROOM?!? FINALLY SAFE FOOD!" they got up but stopped seeing y/n trying to get up but the torn skin still bleeding but only a little was hard for y/n to stand so the worker helped y/n sit and a couch in the room "I'll go get something to eat and some almond water, just saty there I'll try to look for some bandages" as the worker left y/n looked at their leg but they felt something watching them...y/n looked around but saw nothing..must be how tired y/n was..so they went to sleep hoping they won't die right when they now have safety as sleep finally too hold of y/n above y/n was standing mr.kitty looking down at y/n sleeping on the couch

#yandere x male reader #x male reader #mystery yanderes #mystery yandere #yandere backrooms #the backrooms #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere x darling #yandere x y/n #yandere x gn reader #yandere x gender neutral reader #male reader #yandere monster #x male y/n #yandere backrooms x male reader #yandere backrooms x gn reader #backrooms

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suffarustuffaru · 4 months

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ok now that i caught up on a few asks (ill be back later!!) i got an awful awful omegaverse detail to share. i really like the omegaverse au rezero takes on here, yall have such interesting ideas. but okay i got one—

otto should be an alpha.

OKAY now hear me out for a second. i 1000% agree that otto being a beta makes absolute perfect sense. even though his personality is kinda loud sometimes, hes usually just kinda There. you know? hes always in the support role and he usually doesnt draw attention to himself. always stuck in the background and in the shadows 👍 he also wants a nice comfortable life. hes wanted to fit in throughout childhood. he takes care not to make others hate him (unless hes being impulsive/reckless). etc etc.

he knows that he fits the beta role to a T. thats why if he was anything BUT a beta, he’d be pretending to BE a beta.

this is because otto being an alpha exacerbates all the issues he develops by the time you get to arc 8. because otto is THE worst person to be an alpha. he doesnt fit the stereotype and the usual alpha at all. hes not very powerful. hes easy to make fun of and humiliate. hes not very dominant either. he tries to say all sorts of stuff in arc 8 and assert his place there and more than half the time he gets shrugged off because hes being dumb and no ones gonna do some of the shit he says. hes got a gazillion different complexes now about being useless and about being Secondary and he gets desperate so hes like “well i can walk in darkness though. im useful!! i swear!! this is what i can do!! everyone else is wrong!!”

so of course otto would pretend hes not an alpha because he is The complete opposite of what the “perfect” alpha should be. as hes growing up he would be like judged for that sort of thing, you know? and then he’d decide its more convenient to go on blockers or whatever and pretend to be a beta because betas are Normal. betas dont get noticed that much. not much is expected of you besides being the Support, right? depending on how you wanna interpret omegaverse politics wkdnd. and ottos like oh yeah. i wanna be seen as normal. and if i cant be a good alpha, if i cant be what an alpha should be, im gonna be a good alpha via playing the support role!! and theyll all know im dependable and useful and theyll need me and i can revel in the fact that they dont know im an alpha!! but im outplaying them!! i got them to need me!! my tactics have made ME the secret alpha controlling everything!! this is perfect!! im a good alpha!! i came out on top still!!! this is great!!

and then arc 8 comes along and it ruins everything and otto is back to being the absolute worst alpha of all time that everyone thinks is a beta anyway because hes 1. made this a self-fulfilling prophecy and 2. literally no one is gonna look at him and think “oh hes alpha material” after all this time. and after all his arc 8 shittery.

yeah so anyway then otto explodes with rage because his stupid alpha ass is like oughhhh ohhhhh ouhhhh my god im not in control anymore im not dependable anymore im not a good support anymore!!!!! no one takes me seriously!!!!! ill show them!!! ill show them all!!

also he probably thought of subaru as. as his omega. and subaru wouldnt even know because after all my good buddy pal otto is a beta 👍

#this is my first official omegaverse post. now you all can see it #rezero #re:zero #otto suwen #arc 8 spoilers #i dont often read omegaverse fic wkfnd but u can take an omegaverse rezero au in a lot of different directions yeah #real interesting #so basically what i mean is otto would be frothing with rage over perfect alphas. he’d be alphaphobic #alpha and alphaphobic wkfndnd #i do think he’d be homophobic but in a weird way but thats a story for another time and i wrote many many words of fic for that

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hey bells I have a question (maybe drabble idea) I really wanna know in the future or these times in pwyc what if r going out clubbing with her friends and one of his friends saw her and call freak out bucky (cause he cant found her anywhere tehehhe) and idk maybe he came there and they had that little stupid fight (cause shes drunk and cant talk properly) and vomit everything on her brain or maybe half of the things and and he find that cute and fuckable (😏😁👑) cause we know he is a toxic controlling obsessed piece of shit and u know di din di din dinn happens puahahha i really wanna see something like that one day

drinks 🍹

pretty when you cry series masterlist

pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

warnings: 18+ ONLY. straight up smut. dubcon. drunk and horny reader. sober and horny bucky. public sex. oral. creampie. fingering. they kinda made a sex tape except she definitely has no clue. bucky is a pervert and hopelessly in love with reader but what’s new.

words: 3.7k

notes: hey, siri- play “drinks” by cyn.

just wrote this in the app so like no editing at all lol but this is fun and it only took me like four hours 💀. at first i was thinking reader isn’t the type to go out clubbing (bc she’s not) and she doesn’t drink, but i figured we could make this work lol. non canonical i guess so while yes these are the characters from pwyc - this hasn’t happened.. but if it were going to! here’s how i think it’d play out. thank you for the ask! 💙 and thank you for reading- as always feedback and comments are more than welcome!

The music was too loud already and there were way too many people. You were regretting your decision to come but when you really thought about it, you weren’t sure what was worse. Your alternative was being stuck home, with one person and one person only, running through your mind and clouding your every thought.

As if he wasn’t still. You huffed and tried to move past a group of girls who were crowded around the bar already obviously drunk off their asses. You really never saw the appeal.

But Eva begged and you really had nothing better to do. A thought at the back of your mind was vaguely aware that if Bucky knew where you were right now, he’d be pissed. And that gave you more motivation to not bail on your best friend for the thousandth time since Bucky entered your life.

You reached the bar and when the bartender finally made his way down to you, you gave him the order Eva and her friends asked for. It took way longer than it should have to make those drinks and you were tempted to just walk behind the bar and do it yourself when you felt someone come up beside you. You didn’t want to look away from the bartender as he poured the drinks, just in case, but when the person next to you got too close for comfort, you had to.

“Can I help you?” you shouted loudly over the deafening music, looking up at the beefiest man you’d ever seen in your life. You recognized him from around the shop, but you hadn’t been introduced before. And certainly had never been so up close. He looked like an actual god and you realized you were staring with your mouth open when the bartender got your attention again with the drinks. You looked back at him for only a second before the man spoke.

“The real question is, can I help you,” he said, voice effortlessly booming over the music and drunken partying.

“No. I’m good,” you moved to turn back to the bar and grab the drinks.

“Does Bucky know you’re here?” he asked. You narrowed your eyes and scoffed.

“No, but I’m sure he’s gonna find out real soon, won’t he,” you said sarcastically as you brushed past him.

You weren’t gonna let him ruin your night. You deserved to have fun. Not that this was really your idea of fun, but fuck it. You had gotten ready at Eva’s and her and her friends convinced you to wear the tightest dress you had and helped you do your hair. You were wearing a smokey eye, a nude lip, and your black pumps you saved for special occasions and had only actually worn twice before. You looked, dare you say, hot. And you felt gorgeous. Part of you was kind of hoping that man, Thor, you thought, would tell Bucky you were here. You wanted him to show up and see you. See that you weren’t sulking at home waiting for him to come back. That you had other things to do. You didn’t want to think back to earlier that morning. You hadn’t gotten in a fight that big since before you had moved in with him. And it was upsetting. A clash of the world’s biggest egos.

You approached Eva and the other girls and handed out their drinks.

“Where’s yours?” a blonde girl, Billie, asked you. She sounded almost shocked, you had to laugh.

You wondered how you hadn’t met any of them before, they were all so nice and welcoming, from the moment you pulled up to Eva’s place. Definitely people you could call friends, and hopefully you would. Get back into living your life with Bucky beside you rather than your whole life being Bucky.

“She isn’t much for drinking,” Eva answered for you with a laugh of her own.

You smiled and then were annoyed again when you saw Thor looking over at you from the bar as he spoke on his phone.

“Yeah, well, you only live once, right?” you tried to talk yourself up. You walked back over there and went behind the counter, poured yourself a shot of tequila, and slammed it down.

You could hear the girls cheering and you saw Thor laughing as you winced at the burn. You slid at twenty to the bartender as he eyed you like you were insane before he looked back to Thor. He was still on the phone, with Bucky you assumed, a smirk on his face as he seemed to nod at the guy, as if telling him it was alright. That’s when you remembered who the new owners of this once rundown club were. Most people only spoke of Loki being the new owner, but you knew it was a joint investment between the brothers. And you and Loki were..kinda friends. Nearly every Tuesday you, Peter, Kate, Loki, and Yelena were kept out of the meetings they had at the shop but were still expected to show up. Well not you, but Bucky usually brought you along with him anyway. He said Peter and Kate were too worried about proving themselves that he couldn’t trust them to hear something and not act on it as soon as they could and that he didn’t trust Yelena or Loki with everything. You weren’t sure why, but you guessed he had his reasons.

Whatever they were, it caused the five of you to have your own meetings of sorts. By meetings, you meant evenings that usually just entailed you guys talking shit and fucking around the shop. It was fun.

You knew Loki wouldn’t care that you were making your own drinks and obviously Thor didn’t either.

“It’s cool, I’m a bartender, too,” you shouted to the guy with a stupid grin on your face.

You made yourself a drink and sauntered back over to your group.

You never drank, really, so how could you have known you’d be such a lightweight? And good god you were very talkative when you were drunk, another new discovery about yourself.

It couldn’t have been that long between you finishing your second drink and Bucky showing up but you were hammered.

He was pissed and you couldn’t care less. You saw him walking toward you guys and you sucked your teeth as you watched him get closer until he was right in front of you.

“Bucky,” Eva greeted, annoyed as she looked him up and down.

“This is Bucky?!” Pen shouted as she tried to follow along with what was happening.

“You’re really hot,” Amber said admiringly. “Don’t worry, I’m a lesbian, I’m not hitting on him,” she rushed to assure you.

“I know, you’ve been telling everyone all night,” you giggled and she did the same.

“I gave you some time to have fun but I’ve been calling you for the past hour,” he nearly growled as he grabbed your arm. “You’re drunk, let’s go.”

“My phone died,” you defended. “And even if it hadn’t, I wouldn’t have answered,” you said defiantly as you tried not to slur your words. “I don’t wanna talk to you.”

Eva and Billie being the only two who were still sober tried to calm things down.

“Sweetie,” Eva began, “you really are drunk. Normally I’d be on your side and tell him to fuck off, but I think maybe you should go. You’ve literally never had this much to drink in your life and you’re gonna be regretting it in the morning.”

Billie went to the bar and came back with waters for you, Pen, and Amber before she checked her phone. “Shit, it’s way late,” she said disappointed.

“We should all be leaving, anyway.”

The entire time they were talking you were glaring up at Bucky, everything you wanted to say to him running through your hazy head.

Eva touched your shoulder, “I’m gonna call you tomorrow.”

Her and the girls said bye as Billie and Eva were ushering Amber and Pen to the car you guys came in, making sure they didn’t fall.

You and Bucky followed suit.

“You’re lucky you have good friends,” he said as he watched them get to the car.

“Don’t talk to me,” you said as you batted his arm off of you.

“You’re drunk,” he said again.

“Oh, really? I had no idea! You know what, Bucky, you are such an asshole, you know that? I was having fun, hanging out with friends! Friends! I have friends. And I was having a good time no thanks to you! And ya know what, I look soo good and you haven’t even said that I look good, you don’t even appreciate it. No, actually don’t even look at me,” you slurred as you tried to block his eyes, “you don’t deserve to look at me. You know who would deserve to look at me? Hm? A good partner who loves and cares about me and doesn’t force me to do things I don’t wanna do. Because I don’t- I just - I don’t wanna meet her, okay?!” you shouted.

Bucky stared down at you as you ranted and slurred, almost amused until you said that. You could have sworn you saw a look of hurt flash across his eyes.

“You’re drunk,” he said mostly to himself this time.

“You’re mean,” you shot back. You didn’t want to argue, not about that. Not again. You’d try to let it go for now, though you knew you’d get back to it when you were sober.

Obviously, Bucky felt the same as he let the topic slide, moving back to your earlier grievance.

“You’re right, I am mean. How could I see you looking the way you do and not compliment you right away?” He appeased. And in all honesty, it was the first time he was really taking in your appearance tonight. Your eyes were dazed and sparkly, your skin was dewy and lips pouty. You were wearing the dress he bought you that you previously refused to put on because you thought it wouldn’t look right. You were wrong, because it looked perfect. You were perfect, he thought.

On top of that, he would always be a sucker for the way you’d go off on him. You always looked so cute and pouty and he couldn’t deny he loved when you’d yell at him like that.

He smirked down at you as you looked at him doe eyed, waiting for him to go on.

“You look,” he began before lowering himself to talk in your ear, his arm finding your back and pulling you closer to him, “so goddamn fuckable.” he said huskily.

You didn’t know your eyes could go any wider, but they definitely did. Your mouth went dry and you suddenly found yourself getting very horny. His scent was wrapped around you and you were puddy in his hands as you preened. Your dumb, drunk brain completely forgetting any and all arguments you had previously. One track mind now dead set on getting Bucky to fuck you. Sober you never expected drunk you to be like this. But here you were.

“You think I’m fuckable?” you asked dumbly, staring up at him, eyes soon locking on his lips as your hands grabbed at his jacket to steady yourself.

He chuckled and nodded at you before cursing under his breath.

“I really wasn’t expecting to find you drunk, or I would’ve brought the car.”

“I’ve never had sex in a car,” you mused drunkenly.

“You’ve never had sex in a lot of places,” he responded. “We can change that.”

“Okay,” you agreed, suddenly feeling coy as you looked down fighting a smile.

You pushed yourself further into his warmth and let your hand wander down the front of his jeans, palming him through the denim. You heard him let out a heavy breath and you bit your lip as you felt him getting hard beneath your touch.

You didn’t have the patience to wait until you got home, you wanted him right then and there, with no regard to who was around or could see. You hooked a finger through his belt loop and tugged, trying to make that clear without having to say it.

He clenched his jaw as he debated his options. Would you be mad tomorrow if you had sex while you were this drunk? You were coming on really strong, so he figured it was fine, right? He could try and get you home on his bike, but honestly, was worried you wouldn’t hold on well enough. He could walk you down a couple blocks back to the shop. He could take you back inside the club and find an empty room in there. As he was debating what to do, where to go, you tugged him further along the sidewalk before pulling him into the alleyway on the side of the club. It was empty and no one was around and you were the one pulling him, so this was really your idea. Your drunk idea, but still. He couldn’t talk himself out of it when he saw you practically tearing his pants off after shoving him against the brick wall. Down on your knees in front of him looking so fucking perfect, he couldn’t deny you this if he wanted to. Though he definitely didn’t want to.

He took his jacket off and pulled you up briefly while he threw it down on the asphalt, giving you something to kneel on as he helped you back down.

With his pants down, you readily pulled his cock out and pumped him in your soft hand, the other holding his thigh as you kept your balance. Bucky was breathing heavier already and when you licked his leaking tip, he hissed at the sensation.

You took his hard cock into your warm mouth and started working him in and out past your lips, your head bobbing on him as you sucked and traced your tongue along the veins on his shaft.

Bucky’s hand held your head while he threw his back, eyes squeezed shut for a second before returning to watching the precious sight of you sucking him off as you held his thighs, saliva leaking from your lips as you took him deeper and deeper. He was panting and cursing as your nose nuzzled the patch of hair around the base of his cock while you took him further into your mouth. His hands held you there for a moment as you gagged and struggled to breathe around him.

“Fuck, yes, sweetheart,” he groaned before he let you go and you pulled back to get some air. Your chin was slick with saliva as you smiled up at his blissed out face. You moved to take him back in your mouth, but he stopped you, pulling you to your feet instead. You stumbled into him as you tried to keep yourself upright in your heels and your hand found his still hard cock again. It was pulsing and god you just wanted it back in your mouth, to feel him on your tongue again. Instead you just lazily pumped him, rubbing up against him as you wanted to be as close as you could be.

Bucky’s hand found the hem of your dress and pulled it up as best he could before you dropped your hand and he quickly spun you around and pushed you up against the wall. He got your dress further up your body and tisked when he realized you weren’t wearing any underwear, sending you a dark look that filled you with a thrill and anticipation.

“It’s a tight dress, I didn’t want pantylines,” you said breathily.

“That the only reason, huh? You sure you weren’t expecting me to show up and remind you who you belong to, wanted to give me easy access?” he taunted as he stood to his full height and towered over you, keeping you pinned to the wall. Your lower half was on full display for anyone who might look down the alley and that somehow thrilled you even more, at least with Bucky above you it did. The sound of drunken laughter ever now and again and hearing people walking by every so often, it was exhilarating. Anyone could see, yeah, but Bucky would be sure you were safe and protected - there was nothing to worry about, you reasoned while alcohol was still in your system.

You suddenly felt his hand on your pussy as he rubbed you, finding you dripping for him as you mewled at his touch. You arched your back, wiggling your hips against him as you wanted more. He laughed and leaned down to kiss you, slapping your wet cunt, causing you to yelp in surprise, both at the action and the sensation it elicited in you while the noise you made was lost in his mouth.

“I’ll finger you in public some other time, princess, but right now I’m gonna fuck you stupid on my cock,” he said headily as he pulled you off the wall, picking you up before pressing your back against it again, his hands now behind your thighs, holding you up effortlessly.

You grabbed his cock and lined him up against you before he slid inside you, your walls welcoming him in as they squeezed him tightly, your wetness helping him easily fuck into you harder and harder as you moaned and whined. Far too loud, and you didn’t even realize it. But Bucky loved it. So what if someone saw.

As you were pressed against the wall, your hands slid into his hair, tugging on it as he groaned hotly.

“Bucky,” you gasped, mewling in pleasure as his thick cock hit against your g-spot. You were dazed with drunkenness and the pleasure of his every thrust, perfectly stimulating your clit and hitting your g-spot each time he moved against and inside of you. The double stimulation was incredible. Every nerve was on end as he rocked into you, his large hands keeping you steady as he held you.

He was breathing heavily, panting and groaning against you as you both got closer and closer your arms wrapping around his neck, pulling his face to yours.

“Amber’s right,” you panted, “you’re so hot,” you said before crashing your lips into his sloppily, nipping his lower lip as you let him go.

“God, it’s so good,” you wanted to cry as you whined out your pleasure.

“You like being fucked in public, is that it? Want everyone to see exactly what I do to you. You pulled me into an alley and basically begged me to fuck you like a little slut because you want everyone to know, don’t you. You want them to watch me fuck you, want them to see you come undone all over my cock, don’t you princess. You want them to know who you belong to,

“Don’t worry, baby,” he grinned against your skin, “they know. Fuck, do they know,” he groaned out as he started to lose his rhythm slightly. “Ah, fuck, I’m gonna come. Gonna fill your tight pussy full of me,” he cursed as your walls tightened around him again, his words bringing you even further to the brink of your orgasm. You were gasping and moaning and he didn’t let up his movements, instead, pressing you further into the wall and holding you up with his metal arm, he slid his warm fingers up your thigh before circling your clit and rubbing in tight circles, the added pressure all you needed to finish.

Your walls were clenching around his cock as you came hard, crying out his name in a fit of pure ecstasy.

Bucky was cursing and groaning as you squeezed him, bringing him over the edge with you. He buried himself as deep inside you as he could and you felt his release hitting your warm walls, filling you up, his metal hand squeezing your ass harshly as he came.

When you both caught your breath a little bit, he gently lowered your feet back down, making sure to keep a hold on your waist so you wouldn’t fall. He pushed you back against the wall and lowered down to kiss you hard. He pulled back as you sucked your lower lip into your mouth, licking it and lightly pressing your teeth into it before letting it go, staring down at him as he lowered into a squat before you.

He spread your legs and admired his come flooding your pussy, rubbing his hand along your cunt, spreading his come all around before finger fucking some of it deeper inside you. You were breathless and weak as you leaned against the wall, letting him have his way with you as you drunkenly reveled in the sensations of his continued stimulation. He didn’t stop, only pumped faster before taking your sensitive clit in his mouth, sucking on it and flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves deliberately while you cried out.

You came again on his thick fingers as he chuckled like he always did at your sensitivity. He loved how easily he could make you come for him, even just on his fingers.

He tucked himself back into his jeans and pulled your dress back down for you before grabbing his jacket off the ground.

“Fuck, Bucky,” you muttered softly while a smirk graced his beautiful face.

You were looking dazed and satisfied as you leaned into him, he wrapped his arm around you as he walked you back out of the alley and onto the sidewalk again, probably heading back into the club to find you somewhere comfortable to sit while you would wait for the car he called to come. No way you were getting home on his bike now. He looked up to the side of the building as you passed it and eyed the security camera that was there, making a note to ensure Loki deletes the footage. After he gets a copy for himself, of course.

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naoknowswhat · 4 months

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I made a Clover sketch tonight, look at him I love him (and i also really like how it turned out wth)

and IT IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE THIS ITTY BITTY TINY MAN. i would NOT hesitate to die for him in a situation where such methods are needed.

Now before you continue I warn you the following is basically me rambling about how much I fucking love undertale yellow heheheh (Also a lot of spoilers ahead).

I have spent the whole day playing this stupid (fantastic, amazing, marvelous) game, I kid you not that I went from the end of the ruins to the fucking steamworks, which said out loud doesn't sound like a lot of time but uhhh for me it was if you consider that I've investigated EVERY FUCKING INCH OF THE MAP.

I'm not complaining, oh ho ho (merry Xmas) I'm not complaining because its been the most fun I've had playing a game in a WHILE, its made my life better and now im gonna spend the rest of the year (and probably more) obsessed over all the characters and their stories (mostly Clover and Martlet ngl).

But I gotta admit that even if I find the Ut yellow's characters a lot different than the ones from the original game, I can't help but love them the same. Look, I'm no expert on character design but I smile every time I see Martlet comment something or simply being on screen, I start laughing whenever I see a hint of Mo on any frame, heck you mention any of the characters and I immediately start smiling like an idiot, and the whole scene with North Star? The Feisty Five?? CEROBA?? I died, the moment I stepped on the town I fucking died.

I remember being really, REALLY into undertale when I was like 10-11 years old, and suddenly opening yt one day and watching my favourite YouTuber play the demo of this fan game, and i remember thinking "oh wow that game looks really cool!" Simply because of the concept of watching how it was like for any of the other souls to go through the underground, instead of Frisk. AND NOW, YEARS LATER I GET TO PLAY IT BY MYSELF, you don't know how special this game is for me.

For me it isn't only a fan game, or the story of another fallen human, for me it's getting an opportunity to enjoy the main thing that inspired me back the from zero, getting to learn about new characters, about new stories, and new perspectives. For me it's also getting an opportunity to meet them all, to be their "friend" and to live an adventure all by myself because back then i could only sit and watch everyone else do all the things i wanted to do, because back then i could only look at them all having fun, laughing with the good things and crying with the bad memories while separated through a screen.

Today I got to meet them all and to laugh with the unexpected dialogue, while learning that even in a fictional story not everything is painted in bright pink, I saw them get into trouble and also helped them overcome it, and it was amazing.

I also got to die and die and die again and again because I realised at the beginning of the game that I'm really bad at it (i cant blame the controller, I know it :( ), but it also made me promise myself that i would keep going no matter what, because i really wanted to see what's next. Heck you could say I kept going because of my determination ;).

I haven't finished the game yet, but I already know I'm gonna replay it over and over, I wanna catch every detail, investigate and discover every mystery, and i wanna make so many theories already, I CAN'T WAIT TO LOVE THIS GAME.

So for now have a not-so-quick sketch of Clover, the bearer of the yellow soul, the one who has quickly made way into my heart, and it seems the little shit is now living there rent free.

If you've read all the way to the end wth is wrong with you, and also thanks a lot for the attention, I was really excited to talk about this game to someone but didn't know how to do it, so I figured tumblr was the place pla to write for an hour, so the short-drawing post is now my review of the game hehehehe.

Anyway thanks for reading to the very end, I hope you have an amazing rest of the year, and most importantly a great begining of the new one <3.

#undertale #ut yellow #amazing game 10000000/10 #ut Clover #im so excited to finish the game #but im gonna take my time to do it hehehe #my art shit

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quadrantadvisor · 11 months

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I always find the different ways that people characterize Dirk really interesting, but what I think is most fun is like. He literally never learned how to make facial expressions. Like it's the post-apocalypse and he has autism and he's watching all these videos of this one guy who has purposefully cultivated a deadpan affect. He sees his bro doing interviews and shit and he's like, "ah yes, I have to learn how to make exactly one(1) face" and he practices it in the mirror and that's it.

So his friends meet him irl and there's something slightly weird about how he talks, monotone, and yet each word feels somehow emphasized, because of course he practiced that, too. He recorded himself, trying to make absolutely certain that he was pronouncing everything correctly, because he cant ruin his image by fucking up something so simple as talking. So now he's speaking aloud to other human beings for the first time in his life, and he's talking about how fucking psyched he is to see everyone and he's being entirely genuine and his face just. Does not emote. Not like he's carefully controlling it but more like he wouldn't even know how.

He is weird and off-putting and other people don't know how to deal with him. Roxy gets used to him the fastest because she's got basically no frame of reference and is also weird as fuck from being in a post-apocalypse. And Jane and Jake aren't far behind because they aren't that shitty and also Dirk has always been a pretty weird guy and this is just a part of the authentic Di-Stri experience.

People who are used to Dave and his general m.o. of avoidance and repression have NO IDEA what to do with Dirk. You can't look for tells; there are none. Everything he does feels equally intimidating and performative. You generally have to take the things he says at face value except for when he gets to lost in some introspective shit and starts in on some complete bullshit, or when he's fucking with you. Strongly believe that Karkat cannot stand talking to this man. Rose adores him. Dave is the only one who doesn't seem particularly off-put by his behavior and is just glad that he practices emotional honestly. Compared to Bro, Dirk is an open fucking book. Sometimes it's hard to get him to stop talking about his feelings.

#dirk strider #homestuck #my rambles #another stream of conciouness essay that turned out too long but w/e #been having lots of strider thoughts lately. there may be more of these.

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handmemyshovel · 6 months

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the fact that coriolanus and lucy gray go so terribly together makes me laugh like... i cant even ship them... the only reason i freaked out when they kissed was bc I WAS THE ONE simping for coryo. in reality, all of their interactions, especially after the hunger games, were so bland. where was the chemistry?? they are way too different for each other.

there's lucy gray: wild, free, graceful and fun in everything she does. all she wants is freedom, something she never seems to get. shes trapped by the capitol and the districts. and then coriolanus snow: restricts himself, only wants control. he never allows himself complete freedom in what he does, but instead worries about how other would perceive him. he's trapped by the capitol, the districts, but instead of trying to get away from this control, he tries to be the one in control. he wants to be the one on top of things, have freedom for himself by restricting the freedom of others.

so how would the two ever find freedom in each other? they can't!! they aren't in love! or at least coriolanus isn't in love with lucy. he may love her, yes, but he isn't in love with her. how was lucy first presented to him? as his girl. the one thing in his life that he can control at the time. and in doing so, there's a chance for him. a chance for a better life. he hears her sing, her hope of surviving, the spark of rebellion in her. but does he actually see her? all of these things he sees in her are induced by the capitol. she has to sing for money, for fame (and yes, she enjoys it, but the second she sings a song about something he doesn't agree with, that the capitol may not enjoy, that may make him look bad, he gets all uncomfortable.). her hope of surviving is only because the capitol has made her have to survive. her spark of rebellion helped coriolanus win, but after they won, that spark was only seen as something out of his control.

her view of freedom is so much different than coriolanus'. her view of so much is different than his. and i think at first, coriolanus' idea of her was appealing. in his control, there for him, her life foreign to him. but then he actually knew her. and he couldn't fall in love with her. she contradicted so many of his beliefs, so much of what the world had told him to be. he couldn't possibly change so much, ruin his life like that.

so basically the point is CORIOLANUS NEVER REALLY LOVED LUCY GRAY!! NOT FOR WHO SHE WAS!! and i wish i could expand more on what lucy thought of him. i would love to see inside her mind, see if she was truly in love with him. but i think that's up to the reader's interpretation. anyways ! i'm done rambling.

#i did not mean to make this post so long #but they literally do not go together sorry not sorry #nothing against those who ship them bc i see the appeal i really do #and keep in mind i hardcore ship coriojanus and they also are a terrible pair #if anyone has evidence that disagrees with this post dont be shy share it #coriolanus x lucy gray #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #someone shut me up!

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bigtreefest · 20 days

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The Loss of a Teardrop Diamond: pick me up and sling me over your shoulder like those bags of grain pls (edit to title after watching through: Men are stupid)

I’ve never done a complete 180° flip on characters like this in a movie before. Let’s go through it, shall we?

This movie did NOT offer subtitles, and I’d be lying if I said it was easy to understand the southern accents without them. And that’s with my keen ability to understand a Pittsburgh accent, which is arguably worse at times.

Absolutely wild, but when do I not exaggerate and say that? This is somewhat of a play-by-play of what was going through my mind as I watched.

First off, CE was to die for in the movie. I don’t know exactly what it was about it (I know exactly what it was) but I fell in love. Country accent Chris Evans is something else, but Boston accent is much better. But this is a good look, I like it.

Such a simple man with a good heart, and smart enough to get a scholarship to ole miss!? He seemed decent, and the acting was actually pretty good.

The little clueless look of mild discomfort on his face the whole time was so adorable. Any time he was at a party or visiting his mother. I also took note of the way this disappeared as soon as he was home with his dad. As soon as he was in his domain and in control. This is me commending his ability to portray that dichotomy of environments.

But fr, like, how does everyone know who he is and not say anything about him being poor?

I love the way he turned down Caroline at the dance tho. He very obviously does not want to be there, but isn’t that the point? But that statement about him being hired by Fisher struck an alarm for me. Is she almost fetishizing the poor boy?

Fishy is outta left field. It’s unfortunate she’s been forced into this kind of a life, but she’s… a lot.

Also, it’s movies like this that remind me how much the south lags in terms of modernity and stays rooted in tradition sometimes. Like, if you think about it, this takes place at a very similar time as to when Steeb was growing up in Brooklyn in cap, but like, it’s totally worlds away.

Omg, not him hinting at being an escort to make ends meet and get his mom better. He’s ready to sell his soul and body to this girl for his ma and a condition that can’t really heal.

Vinnie definitely saw the diamond in the driveway. I saw her look down when she first saw Jimmy.

Omg not Jimmy having a condom on him during that strip search. Iolllllll

Also also, not the assisted suicide. This lady on her death bed is really spitting facts. It’s a rude awakening for dear Fishy. She knows how much she loves Jimmy and knows that really should be her number one concern.

Poor thing is just peculiar and no one gets her. But to be fair, she does not make it easy.

Fishy, have fun in Europe. You deserve it. You need to get outta this town. It’s not for you. Rip. She doesn’t leave.

I JUST SQUEALED. The way he backed her up against that wall when she’s talking about the way he dresses. I’m gonna throw up. Do that to me. Please. Oop. She struck a nerve talking about his father.

The boys in the yard absolutely suck. All boys in this movie suck.

Why does Jimmy like Vinnie so much? Everyone else very evidently does not.

Dude, tbh the postman game makes me uncomfortable. No need for all this young adult fornication is too much.

I get it’s Halloween, but these costumes and masks are fucking creepy as hell. I didn’t sign up for Fishy’s opium fever dream. She is good at playing the piano tho. Poor thing is in pain.

I FUCKING KNEW IT. Vinnie sucks. And Jimmy just slept with her!!! I’m CRYING. THIS IS SO FUCKED UP. I CANT BELIEVE YOU JUST DID THAT, JIMMY. I BLAME BOTH OF YOU, LITTLE BITCHES. (This was very evidently the moment of the switch-up. Little horny bastardized ruining everything. Keep it in your pants until you have the full story.) (I’m not hating on him for sleeping with Vinnie, I’m hating on him for not seeing Vinnie’s poor character sooner.)

Fisher, you’re a queen, calling Jimmy a scared little boy in the dark. Jimmy, you ARE such a stupid little boy. No way you like these people even though you say you do. Everyone here sucks. This all is making me soupy saddy in the bad way.

Not her saying Jimmy is like god to her. Fishy!!!! You know nothing of what he’s done.

He convinced Vinnie to give back the Diamond. I TOLD YOU knew that she stole it. I really don’t know what he saw in her. Sure, no shame in being poor, but she still kinda sucks

Now that Jimmy is driving Fishy home, he’s still being a little bitch. Check yourself, boy, I swear.

Ohhhhhh. He didn’t want to be with Fisher bc he thinks she can do better than him? I mean, agreed, but that’s still no excuse for your immorality.

They both know she doesn’t belong, but she’s got a lot to stay for. Use your Paris education to fix the world, girl!!!

Despite Jimmy’s amusement of Fisher at the first party and his confession at the end, she still does not get enough credit besides the one lady on her deathbed

Poor Fisher knows no one will ever love her or see her for who she truly is. This is so sad. So I guess he finally kissed her at the levee? What an unsatisfying ending. Fishy deserves the world and Jimmy is such a BOY😭🙄.

#fisher deserved better #Jimmy how could you #he was still hot tho but only physically not emotionally #spoiler alert #spoiler warning #jimmy dobyne #the loss of a teardrop Diamond movie review #Chris Evans #the loss of a teardrop Diamond #Chris Evans movie review #movie review #the loss of a teardrop Diamond review

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