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heartsofhounds · 8 months
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“Might have a little scratch up here on my lip- don’t suppose you’d be interested in uh.. checking it out?”
There’s the man, Milo Greer! Small wolf, big heart, even bigger-
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mattodore · 10 months
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finally updated my game for growing together and the first thing i did when i opened cas was make this guy... say hi to rajan 👋
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strwbrymlkshake · 2 years
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so upset and disgusted my stomach hurty </3
#mine#💿#im not upset bc of him im upset bc of something else but i wanna rant abt him anyways#he isnt good at holding conversations w me but tried to cheer me up which is nice. an attempt was made#im being less of a weirdo freak around him and distancing more ?? which is good i suppose#i love yandere culture and everything but i only want a yandere relationship thats not based on exploiting weaknesses#like a thing where each partner consents to whatever non traditional act etc. none of this weird stuff#the thing im upset about is sort of regarding my views abt it but not a ref to anything on here ugugugghrg#i dont understand why thered be people who want to see the light of their life in pain and hurting. its about worship and adoration#and treating your love like the object nearest to your heart. like an extension of you. not fucking abusing them#not abusing those who cant do anything for themselves. who cant fight back. who dont have the slightest idea#dont drag people into your sick fantasy just because it gets you off usdhwkffjdkgke im seething rn#anyway i tagged this abt my cd guy so i will continue to talk abt him. when he was messaging me i was very happy#i was so happy i could make him laugh and his happiness made me happy<3 but like literally i cant trust anyone anymore#i know one person cant take care of all my problems but i feel like they could contribute a little more. instead of ignoring me#idk maybe im being weird and everyone acknowledges me a normal amount.. i have irreversible damage in my brain<3#im being good about not obsessing. having other interests and goals. having a LIFE on my own without craving him everyday#i dont know if im doing it purposefully though or im just afraid. i know i am afraid but is that the only reason? i really am trying#i feel so heartbroken the way i felt more love when a cashier was being nicer to me than almost any of my friends#im like oh ill get doxxed writing that. but i dont think anyone is paying enough attention or cares enough to find me out anyway.#i will settle for second best even if it means they simply regard me positively :( i want to be liked so so badly. just for who i am#not anything like talents or appearance. just me. why doesnt anyone desire me for who i am? maybe its because who i am isnt the best yet#but i want to be loved even if im not the greatest and i dont think thats too much to ask. i want to be loved the way all humans love#but there isnt much of that any more. or if there is they sure have a funny way of showing it. im not supposed to rely on people for things#like this. but i cant just keep telling MYSELF i accept me. that i love me. because i know this already. im fine with me. but no one else#is. ive submitted to the ordeal of being known. to being vulnerable. to pouring my heart out. but everyone who touches it is filthy.#ive fixed myself to the best of my ability yet why am i not being taken notice of. i make myself look nice everyday. what does it take#its so sickening that its hard to find a kind person in the world. you ignore me. i was going to go great lengths to get you a present too#i was gna try so hard but its so easy for you to not try at all. oh well i cant cntrol others i can only sit being tormented by thr actions#i cant work hard enough to make you care about persevering. to not be indifferent. to not be boring. to not be neglectful
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princessbrunette · 2 months
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shy cheerleader fucking w jock! rafe in locker room
˚˖ ⋆𓍢ִִ໋🎀🐼🎀˚˖𓍢ִ˚.
it’s obscene, really. something out of a cheap porno. he’s holding you up with his arms looped beneath your knees, your back to the lockers in the empty locker room. his shorts are pulled just below his ass, and your legs are forced wide open, locker doors smacking shut each time he thrusts into you.
“mm, mm fuckfuck—” he groans, still sweaty and pink in the face from losing the game. he’d all but dragged you in here the second it was over, enraged and rambling about how unfair the ref was. he didn’t even let you take your skirt off before he was ripping your panties down and lifting you off your feet.
“rafe— rafe— someone’s gonna come—”
“yeah, me with any luck.” he concentrates, wincing as his cock slips out your soaked hole. he stuffs it back inside you and gets to work once more. “shit, you always get this wet when you’re out there dancin’?”
“rafe i meant someone’s gonna come in and see us. we— we can’t—”
he shuts you up with a sloppy kiss, pressing you harder to the lockers so it takes your weight, freeing his hand to wrap around your jaw.
“you see anyone in here? huh? s’because this place is fuckin’ mine. they know not to come in here trust me.” he drawls confidently before picking up his pace again. “i need this, babe. fuck.” he moans into your neck and you mewl, walls fluttering around him.
“saw you doin’ the splits out there. shit… wanted to bend you over.” he grunts breathlessly and you can tell he’s close. “maybe s’why i was so fuckin’ distracted. yeah, s’your fault.” he pulls out, gently dropping you to stand on your own shaky legs with the support of his hands on your waist, before he turns you to the bench and gives your ass a little slap. “c’mon, bend over f’me. pushed for time here.” he gives you another light push, hurrying you along as you tremble, crawling onto all fours with a quiet little cry.
he balances a knee on the bench, using his free hand to flip your skirt up before pushing back in, setting a deadly pace. “fuck, yeah. that’s it. little slut, don’t wanna hear you say you’re shy again y’hear me? shy girls don’t take dick like this. god damn.”
˚˖ ⋆𓍢ִִ໋🎀🐼🎀˚˖𓍢ִ˚.
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genshins1mpact · 1 year
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#every time my father picks another shitty fight and i get all worked up and bitter i can't help but think...#two wrong don't make a right but my 'daddy issues' & scara#scara's mommy issues are a match made in hell so what it do baybee#i normally go for the vvv sweet or spicy sweet ones yet lately....#im like this close to just aiming for all the (fiction ofc) toxic tropes#bc while i can't say i relate to everything.. scara def reminds me of old me ive tried so hard to overcome sometimes#maybe why i took so long to come around to him.. reminded me of all the ugliness i like to pretend isn't still part of me 💀#and now im like ykw fuck it time to main him- /hj#delete later#just rly needed to vent & i normally keep that on main bc that one's pretty dry lately anyway but.. nowhere else would the refs make sense#tldr; toxic tropee w/ scara time bc im feelin fucked up and it's time for some terrible decisions 🤪🤙🏻#reminds me of that one kaeya fic where he abandoned the mc and their kid and shit went ham til diluc stepped in to help and all that#.....lowkey wanna find/re-read that one again if it's still out there#&maybe some questionable albedo tropes too or even childe idk. again just.. all for bad decisions rn bc life got me all sorts of fucked up#:^))))))#/neg#vent/rant#why do we call them daddy issues like they're our issues and not our inherented problems from our barely functional dick figures-#uhh i mean sperm donors- err fathers#if you thought that was petty .... you didnt even see the parody holiday card i made him w/ a diaper on it 🤡#ok but fr ima shut up now and i better actually remember to delete this one hhhhh
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bouncybongfairy · 1 month
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Here I Come
Simon (Ghost) Riley x Fem Reader Smut
Summary: Price gathers the task force for a surprise training session in the middle of the night. Practicing what to do if you're separated from the group and avoiding capture. You're about to find out how seriously Ghost takes his training.
Word Count: 1.0k+
Ref Account: @kaionyx
TW: Rough Smut, Stalking kink, Humiliation, Degradation, Piss Kink, Sex in Forest, Masochistic Ghost.
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The task force was sluggishly walking outside, Price ordered everyone up at 1am for a training exercise. You were especially tired, only sleeping about three hours before getting up. Not to mention it was freezing, it wasn’t snowing anymore but there was a thick layer of it covering the ground. The group was silent, nobody in a chatty mood. Ghost was especially in a mood, the two of you haven't talked in a couple days. The last hook up you had was really intense, making you question the ability to maintain casual fucking without getting attached. Ever since then you’d avoided him, which was hard considering your rooms were right across from each other. You could tell he was getting frustrated with you doing this.
“Glad to see y'all aren’t incompetent and can follow simple instructions!” Price greeted everyone before continuing, “Today’s training is on avoiding capture if separated from the group. I’ll be splitting you into teams of two: one will be the assailant, the other is the evader. Your pairs will be separated by a mile of each other to avoid interference. I’ll drive each of you to your starting points and will be checking in on the assailants' progress. Load up!” he explained quickly before making matches.
When he announced you’d be paired with Ghost, your stomach flipped. You were sitting next to him, he kept glancing down at you. Anticipation burned throughout your lower stomach once you pulled up to the start point. You were given a three minute head start which was little to no help. Without a second thought, you run into the woods. Knowing how important it was to get distance. Looking back every once in a while to see if he was anywhere near you. After a while, you weren't taking it super seriously, if anything it felt like hide and go seek. Thinking you would use this time to explain why you’d been ignoring him. 
You wandered around for a while, it had started raining. Becoming inpatient to the point where you called out his name a few times. Cold and tired, you stopped and leaned your back against the tree. Giving up on your search for him, dissociating for a while. Quickly breaking out of your daze when you see a red dot on the ground, in between your feet. You gasp and immediately recognize it as the dot sight beaming from a gun. He was standing about 8 feet from you. 
“What the fuck are you doing Simon, I’ve been waiting for hours,” you say, heart racing from fear and agitation. He didn’t respond, only inched towards you moving the red light up your leg. 
“Simon! I get it, okay? This isn’t funny anymore,” you said, voice cracking which made him groan as his dick twitched. Moving the light to your sex, even though there was no physical touch you leaking onto your panties. 
“Why are you… please Si,” you plead, making him laugh. 
“Riley! Updates on the assailant?” Price asked. 
“Hasn’t been apprehended, hot on her tail though,” he tilted his head and spoke into his radio, never taking his eyes off you. It was so cold that when he spoke it looked like smoke coming out of his mask. 
“Strip.” He said.
“No.” you replied, he pulled out his knife and walked towards you. Trying your best to appear unphased but failing miserably. 
“Do I have to cut the fucking clothes off you. Strip!” He said, stabbing the knife into the tree trunk beside your head, a small lock of hair falling to the ground. It was well below freezing but you slowly started taking your gear off. Letting your vest fall to the ground, taking off most of your outer layers. Leaving yourself in your thermals. 
“What are you waiting for? A treat? Keep going,” he said, eyeing your body.
“Simon please I just-” you begin but are interrupted. 
“Shut the fuck up and do as you’re told!” he barked so loudly it made you flinch. 
You shakily take off the thermals, only in a bra and underwear. The rain had completely soaked your hair and body; you were trembling not only from the cold but because you felt so low. There was so much you had to say after not talking for a few days. Now you were paying the price of ignoring him. He stood there for a while, admiring your glistening and shivering body. Walking towards you and hovering while you cried. He lifted his hand up and pressed his finger against your mouth. You bit the glove, allowing him to pull his hand out. Reaching down, he uses his middle finger to push past your lips and feel your slick. Tracing your slit and circling his finger around your clit. You close your eyes and let your forehead fall onto his shoulder, moaning while pressing your nose into his uniform. It was the first time you’d smelt or touched him in days. Like you were getting drunk off it, willing to do anything for more. That all came to an end. He smacked your dripping cunt and grabbed your throat. 
“Do you think after avoiding me I’m gonna reward you? There really isn’t a thought behind those pretty little eyes is there? Imma’ fuck you right back into your place,” he hissed, picking you up and slamming your back into the three. The bark scraping and poking into your back, taking your breath away for a few moments before you respond.
“Is it still punishment if I crave it?” you asked, giggling as you watched his eyebrows furrow with anger. He drops you to the ground, the tree once again doing a number to your back as you slide to your knees. 
“Lick my boots clean bitch,” he snarled. 
“They look pretty clean to me, pretty boy, new recruit?” you asked, remembering how he talked shit about new soldiers whose boots looked fresh out the box. He pulled out his cock and pissed on his shoes, taking you off guard. The two of you never tried… that before and it was scaring you how much you were enjoying it. 
“Better?” he asked, using one foot to shove you under body to his other boot. 
It scared you how wild he was being, pushing limits and breaking boundaries. You shyly lick at the leather, insecure of how you looked; covered in mud and soaking wet. He moves his foot off your back and sets it on your hand. At first you thought it was an accident, that he didn’t see where his foot was going. Until you felt something warm on your back, it didn’t register that he was pissing on you until the cuts started to burn. Making you pull back, trying to get up but being unable to because your hand was pinned to the ground. You were withering and wiggling around which only prompted Ghost to apply more pressure. 
“Yeah that’s right whore, cry and squirm while trying to run. Remember this the next time you wanna act stupid,” he chuckled. 
Once he finally stops, you don't have a snarky comment to respond with. Instead you laid in the mud while you recovered and caught your breath. He gets behind you and prompts your ass up, pushing himself into your wet hole. Spreading your ass apart and spitting on his length as it pumped in and out of you. Practically screaming as his cock tore you apart. Normally he gave you a few minutes to adjust and stretch around him but he didn’t think you were deserving of such mercy. Not to mention he liked feeling your walls tightly wrapped around him. Slamming his hands down and spanking you until your cheeks were a rich red with speaks of purple in the center. It didn’t take long before both of you were cumming. Your body goes limp once you feel his warm cum pumping into you. He let his member go soft before pulling out and catching his breath. Using water from his pack to rinse your face and body before redressing you. 
“Ghost to Prince, I found y/n I believe she fell and hit her head while evading. I found she passed out, I'm gonna need medical to check for a concussion,” he explains into his radio. 
“Copy that, sending back up your way,” Price replied.
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runa-falls · 10 months
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Soo, (reffing to fluffer ff) how do you think the boys would react if they couldn't request you because you're working with somebody else or if they see you working with someone else?
ooooh shitttttt 🫢 alright, let's explore that shall we?
a/n: uhhh….i’m so sorry that this took so long omg 😭 i love you nonnie, i just forgor~ i'm making a second part to this where they find out reader was an amateur porn star before she became a fluffer :3 it's mostly all smut ngl, so anyway...
cw: explicit smut w/ jake only.. sry marc/steven hoes (18+), jealous!marc [angst, fluff], soft!steven [fluff[, out-of-pocket!jake [straight smut], inaccurate depiction of sex work, dirty talk, not proof-read!!
w/c: 1.7k [my baddd]
Fluffing for Others:
Being a fluffer was your job before you met the boys and you continued to do it after. The thing is, after you met the boys, you were so busy working with them that your already limited work schedule had no space for other clients.
But occasionally, one of your earlier clients will request you months in advance for a big project, and you have no reason to decline them (that is, until the boys convince you to stop working).
Marc [slight angst, fluff]:
"Sorry baby, I can't make it Tuesday, I have another client--"
Marc was just telling you about his next production that's set to film in the next few days.
Of course, he springs the gig on you just as it's about to happen.
He always does this, assuming you'd be free, and happy to join him. He never gives you more than a week to prepare, and usually you're fine with it. But this time, you're busy.
"Wait, another client?" You nod, but he's still not getting it, like he can't believe his ears. "Like a different client? Like an 'outside of this body' client?" You sigh.
Of course, he's reacting like this.
"Yes Marc, an old friend called and booked me for the week. I put it on the joint calendar, didn't you see it?" His eyebrows furrow as he takes in your words. "He's doing a movie length exclusive, so he called way in advance."
"But...but what about me?" He pouts -- literally pouts -- as he walks closer to you, backing you against the kitchen counter.
You raise a brow, "What about you?"
"What am I gonna do?" His hands hold you by the waist, pulling you close while he nuzzles his nose against your neck. He does this when he's trying to comfort himself -- buries his face against your body and holds you close.
He's so dramatic.
"Don't be so whiney, Marc. A girl's gotta work too." He hmphs in discontent as he hoists you onto the edge of the counter. You loop your arms around his neck easily and make him look at you. His soft brown eyes shyly meet yours, "I don't complain when you fuck your co-workers."
"That's--"
You send him a warning look, "I swear to god if you say it's different..."
"No, you're right, honey..." He's sheepish when he looks at you, realizing how his jealousy got the best of him once again. "I just...want you all to myself sometimes." You peck him on the cheek, then his jaw, then his neck, suppressing a smile as he leans into you with a sigh. He's so easy.
"I'm yours, baby." His hands squeeze at your waist at those words. He loves hearing you say that. Loves that you're here in his kitchen, always ready to receive his needy affection.
"So... are you free next week?"
You snort.
"Marc, you can't keep moving your productions for me. You could always find another back-up fluffer..."
"Not doing it without you." He mumbles, lips brushing against yours.
You lean into him and your noses nudge against each other. You're not quite kissing him, but when you're looking into his eyes like this, it feels just as intimate.
"Yeah, I'm free."
He grins, "Good. It's a date." He captures your lips in his and you wrap your legs around his hips to pull him closer.
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Steven [fluff!]:
Telling Steven was pretty easy. He knew about it before you even told him, seeing it on the 'family calendar' that you forced each boy to join.
"You need a ride to production Monday? I could call you an early cab as we don't have a car and all. Don't want you to have to catch the bus."
Steven is lying next to you, having woken up in the body this morning. He's always been more of a morning person compared to the other boys, despite looking perpetually tired.
"Aw, thanks honey, but I'm fine. Their sending a company car since it's such a long filming schedule." You snuggle up closer to him, craving his warmth from the morning coolness that blows through the flat. He lets you settle against him, wrapping an arm around your torso.
"A company car? ...fancy."
"Anything is fancier than our usual walk and transit ride." You giggle against the thin fabric of his shirt, slightly muffling your words with how closely you cling to him.
Steven is dressed in Marc's pajamas: a tight undershirt and briefs, clothes you rarely get to see Steven in when he's fronting. Usually, he prefers looser clothing made of soft and comfy materials.
You can't complain though. Seeing Steven (unintentionally) show off his built body while acting all cozy and sweet makes you heat with want.
"You don't mind I'm working for other clients again?"
He tilts his head as if he's just now considering it.
"No, why would I? It's your job, just like how I have mine."
You pause, surprised by how cool he is with it.
"Oh...yeah."
“I actually thought you'd be doing this more often..." You look up at him, meeting his soft and sleepy gaze, "I mean, I thought everyone would be requesting you." He whispers, unsure if you'd appreciate his comments.
You hum, "I only had one company that hired me as a general assistant and only three regulars." You smile at him, remembering the first time you met him, "But then I met you guys, and you took over my whole life."
"...Then we met you, and now you're our life." Your heartbeat picks up at his words. It feels like something is squeezing at your chest in the most pleasant way possible.
Steven never realizes how poet and sweet he can be. You truly believe he just says whatever is on his mind.
"But you still work, and I still need to work..."
"You’re so beautiful, sweetheart, anyone would be lucky to be in your presence, let alone touched by you.”
You bite your bottom lip, hard.
How can he say such wonderful things? Make you feel so tender and loved that you could fall apart under his gentle gaze?
Intense emotions tighten in the back of your throat and all you can do is hold him closer, clutch him until he can feel what you're unable to voice.
"I love you, Steven. You know that right?" It's barely rasped out, but he hears it.
"Of course, darling." He pecks the top of your head, "You know I love you more, though."
A smile pulls at your lips, "Impossible. I love you so much you can't even comprehend it."
He chuckles before offering his rebuttal, "Well actually..."
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Jake (NSFW 18+):
Jake took it as well as you thought he would...
His hand squeezes lightly at the sides of your throat, testing the waters as he continues to rapidly thrust into you. You wince as his fingers dig into the fresh bruises that he suckled into your skin earlier.
“Bet they wish they could fuck you like this...feel you quiver around their cock," You groan as he angles his cock to drag against the walls of your cunt, expertly nudging against that explosive spot inside of you. "But they can’t, because your mine, right honey?”
You nod wordlessly, barely able to comprehend what he said.
He buries himself deep inside of you with a huff and holds himself there until you're squirming under him. "Right?" He grits out, frustrated with your lack of response.
Your body shakes as his cock continues to press flush against the back of your cunt, sending sparks of overwhelming pleasure all over. You feel so full, completely stretched, and filled to the brim; you can barely move without crying out.
"Yes, yes, please, Jake, I'm yours--"
He pulls out briefly before swiftly pushing back in and it feels like you had the wind knock out of you. "That's right, baby, take it. Show 'em who you belong to."
You shutter out breathes as he works himself into your body, holding you down so you can't move a muscle without him knowing. Sloppy sounds remind you just how needy you are for him, how much you love it when he treats you like this.
Jake lets you go and work for clients, but he'll be damned if you go without his mark on you. Without a physical reminder that you're his.
It's not that he doesn't trust you, he just doesn't trust them.
You're the perfect woman, someone he couldn't resist when he was just a client to you. So how can he be sure your other clients won't try to woo you like he did?
"Fuck, honey," He growls, grinding his hips against yours, wanting to be as close to you as possible so he can cum deep inside of you. "You're so good to me, letting me do this when you gotta be on set in an hour..."
Your head is tilted back, and eyes are closed tight as you desperately try to hold back your orgasm, waiting for him. You whine as he rubs your clit, legs trembling around him.
"Please, Jake, cum for me...c-cum inside..."
"You gonna keep it all in for me, baby? Keep me stuffed inside of you as you jerk some loser off?" You cry, clenching around him as he coos at you, unable to hold back anymore.
"Mm... that’s right, honey, let go. Go ahead, soak me." He grunts when he feels you flutter around him and pushes in deeper, enjoying how tight you get when he talks dirty to you.
You writhe pathetically under him as you ride out your high, whimpering as he sharply fucks a few last thrusts into you before painting your walls with warmth. He fills you so much it starts to drip out of you as he pulls out.
His fingers push it back in before anymore could escape and ruin the couch under you. He hums thoughtfully as he fingers you, making sure you're all filled up for the day.
"Looks like you're ready for work." His eyes drift over your lust bitten lips, the marks covering your neck, and the mess at the center. He smirks, proud of his work.
"Thanks, baby." You smile sweetly.
You really do have the best boyfriends in the world...
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vhvrs · 3 months
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needed a more accurate ref sheet for these two so u r looking at that!!!! simplified some details to be less overly complex n tightened up the palettes in the process
additionally comments including previous info i dont wanna link to and way too much world info:
as b4, rick is a normal human. morticia is a half-witch - jerry is the witch bloodline in question (agony to rick bc he was hoping this was a verse beth DIDNT marry jerry when he found out). witches live in a kindve attached dimension to earth. magic shit. he likes collecting witch literature bc theyre so fucking weird n usually infused w weird magic.
rick is v nice by rick standards n also a major creep lol. the medical shit does weird most ricks out n also they think hes a pussy for caring so much abt kerping morticia safe n sane (except for x-143 on both 😘)
ricks science tends to focus on biology n hes REALLY excited by medical procedures n discovering how different soecies function. he does regular rick shit on occasion but hes kindve too lazy n comfortable to do shit morticia isnt up for too. hashtag most normal rick. used to be more dickish but he got humbled fast by the world lol. they do bicker like regular rick n mortys though. still very much has the capacity to be a normal rick if provoked.
these two are in an oc verse i have too much lore for so i could really go on all day abt the specifics but to be vague witches are a subrace of things called shadows. considered humans while humans are considered mortals. lifespans are expanded. harder to kill. witches even half witches typically have grey skin too but i needed morticia to be visibly herself. witches are the only shadows who can do magic from birth, while other shadows (its pretty much just witches, fae folk, and deathwalkers/normie supernaturals) have to learn it n usually HAVE to use channeling devices like wands while witches use their hands. magic users typically have an element they naturally are good at n can learn others - these other elements are usually what wands are for.
public displays of magical scars is considered like. uncouth. even the hand ones, thus gloves are a societal default and otherwise ur supposed to cover up or charm evidence away. rick obviously does not give a shit n it makes him stand out a LOT more than he should. bc of this, morticia is a lot more comfy around him n more confident as a result. ricks also the only person whos seen her hands ungloved bc of needing to patch her up after backfired adventures. highly personal thing in witch culture etc.
as the last scarring is also considered improper to show off bc 'only non-witches fuck up magic enough to get scarred' witches are v high-society pretentious types, usually high in the government etc. other shadows dont give a shit lol.
scars in question are all from morticias electricity magic kindve exploding on them during a really high stress situation. yewouch!
uh oh morticia goes to a mage academy. public educations kinda meh among shadows but witches have fancy magic schools. full-time magic users are called mages (pc term bc witches used to just claim it b4 other ppl started doing magic too) bc everythings complicated w shadows.
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roronoaism · 4 months
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♥︎ IN THE DARK ♥︎
+ warnings: established relationships (not mentioned, js for ref), semi-public sex, oral sex (f receiving) (sanji), kitchen sex (sanji), sanji calls you pet names (love, princess, doll, baby, mon amour), fingering (both), sex on the deck (zoro), zoro calls you baby, ooc zoro (hes so sweet in this but we NEED sweet tender zoro)
+ ft: sanji and zoro (separate)
nsfw under cut, minors dni!!!
+ note: i love sanji and zoro so much mmmm <3 so late night sex w them hehe
also for sanji's part, you're referred to as '-swan', just because thats how it sounds when he pronounces san (Im assuming?? unless hes genuinly saying swan idk) so yea
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♥︎ vinsmoke sanji
it was late at night, and you couldn't sleep due to you're throbbing headache. you didnt want to wake up the crew, so you carefully snuck out into the kitchen. you got a pot ready to make yourself some tea, hoping it would at least help to ease the ache.
little did you know, you woke up sanji.
"y/n-swan, what has you up at this hour?? you should be sleeping, love." the blonde looked at you, concerned. he comes over, applying a hand to your forehead, as if checking for a fever. "is everything alright?"
"yea, just couldn't sleep. my head's just bothering me a bit, nothing huge." you respond, looking at the tea pot, deciding if you wanted to have tea or something else to soothe your headache. "sorry 'bout waking ya up."
"no, no, never be sorry, i was already up." he reassures you, holding your hand.
you nod, dumping out the water. tea didn't sound good right now, you needed something faster.
"looking for something to ease it?" sanji ask, a small smirk creeping across his face.
"yea, do we have anything?" you ask, rummaging the cabinets.
"no, not really, but i do know some things that could help, doll~" he replies, the words falling from his mouth like sugar. you had an idea of what he was entailing, yet you wanted to hear him say it directly.
"yea? 'nd what would that be?"
"well- uh- i could, and its completely hypothetical, like only if you're okay with it, but uhhh-" he stutters, clearly flustered. you cross your arms, waiting for him to spit it out.
"i could eat ya out? ill treat you so good, y/n-swan, just your pleasure. trust me?" he practically pleaded, and how could you say no to such a sweetie?
and thats how you ended up propped on the counter, legs spread as sanji laps at your pussy. he enjoyed, loved it so much, it felt like a drug to him. his lips suck at your sensitive bud, two of his slender fingers curling up into your soaked hole.
you never had a man as talented or pleased as him. he moaned every time you tightened your grip on his hair, his voice vibrating against your cunt.
"baby, please, cum for me." he mumbles against your lips, before fucking you with his tongue, nose rubbing against your clit.
"sanji, fuck, im close" you mutter, your legs trying to close, but being restricted by his arms holding you down.
sanji takes it as an invitation to get closer, his whole face practically in between your legs as he draws an orgasm from you. he drinks up every drop, before wiping his mouth on his sleeve and glancing up at you.
"you taste divine, mon amour~" sanji states, before pressing a kiss to your inner thigh.
"now please, go rest up, y/n-swan. you need some rest." he replies, helping you up. "i love you" he whispers, kissing your head, before walking you to your room after dressing you.
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♥︎ roronoa zoro
fuck. you rise out of your bed after what felt like endless hours of tossing and turning. you couldn't sleep. not with the dull headache keeping you wide awake.
it was zoro's turn to keep watch, so you figured you would go visit him. and pray he wasn't drunk.
you walked out to the deck, and noticed zoro leaned against the railing. approaching him, you tap his shoulder, causing him to suddenly turn around. "oh, its just you. hey."
"hi."
"what's up?" he ask, before taking in your figure. the shorts and bra combo seemed to shock him, as he turned back towards the sea.
"i just have a headache, and couldn't sleep." you reply, hugging his waist. "can i just sit here with you?"
zoro nods, before turning to face you again. "anythin' i can do to help?"
"mmm, not really. unless you have something stress relieving."
"well, its quite vacant here. and it's been a while since it's just been you and me."
"are you suggesting sex?"
zoro nods, before planting a kiss to your lips gently. "whatcha say?"
your nod was all the confirmation he needed. he gently laid you down on the deck, before removing your shorts and undergarments.
"already wet, baby? i didnt know you were thinking of this" he teases softly.
"it was an idea" you mumble, before his fingers find their way to your clit and trace it once. you moan softly, groaning as he slowly inserts a digit and curls it in you.
he slides another finger in, curling it in unison with the other.
"fuckkk, zoro" you groan, as he presses a kiss to your head. his other hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing in time with his curls and thrust.
he feels you tighten around him, before inserting a third finger. you moan a soft string of incomprehensible nonsese, before cumming onto his thick fingers.
"you did so good, baby." he mumbles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "feelin better?"
you nod, cuddling up to him. "can i stay here for the night?"
"sure" he replies, holding you against his chest as you let sleep claim you.
©2024 roronoaism - please do not repost or translate my works on other media sites ♡
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shaunamilfman · 4 months
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Imagining locker room sex w Jackie. You get tossed early into the game because of a misconduct game penalty after being hit to the ground and you of course lose your shit on the ref and get thrown out for the game. After your coach screams at you, you’re sent to the locker room to get dressed and nurse your head that slammed into the ground. Until Jackie interrupts you, that is. Jackie comes in and absolutely LAYS into you, going on about how you’re throwing the game for the rest of the team and not to be so pigheaded. You try to explain yourself, “Well you saw what that Emerson girl did—“ “I dont care what THEY did, YOU have to learn to keep your composure, like seriously y/n—.” Jackie was getting up in your face, god she’s so loud and bossy. You need her to just shut up, your head is already killing you.
Jackie hears her back hitting the lockers before she processed what happened. She takes in your position, one hand held gently over her mouth and the other hand, the one that pushed her into the lockers, on her shoulder. Your face is inches away, as you speak quietly to her, “You really need to know when to stop talking, pretty girl.” Jackie can’t help but melt immediately as you start to gently pull away. The one hand on her shoulder, dropping to hold her at her hip. “Now, don’t you have a team that you need to get back to, captain?” You tilt your head. Jackie’s eyes are blown wide as she looks at you. “No… I don’t” Jackie is absolutely only focused on you at that point, she’s sure the girls could manage without her for a few minutes.
Jackie returns to the soccer game 15 minutes later, her hair messier than it was when she went into the locker rooms, her neck littered with new bruises and her legs a little wobbly under her as she runs. She caught glimpses of you eyeing her from the bench as she tries to rejoin the game, a smirk on your face as you tease her by sucking the rest of her, off of your fingers.
i have nothing to add to this masterpiece. this is what a true artist looks like. i feel like i just took notes on it lmao but here
something about jackie trying to get in your face like she isn't 3 apples tall never fails to make me laugh
i really think bossy captain jackie should have been explored more in canon there is so much potential for her to be a fucking brat that they just wasted
i just know that jackie loves to be pushed around. like just move her around and position her like she weighs nothing. it gets her going every time. also pet namesssssss. she's such a sucker for pet names, especially pretty girl.
jackie abandoning her team to get fucked i know thats right. thinking about teasing jackie for how desperate she is for it when she came in there all big and bad to tell you off.
you're all like "why should i behave if this is what i get when i lose my cool?" she's too distracted by the way your touching her but she gets so annoyed when she's thinking about it later. she tells you off for it after your next practice while secretly hoping you put her in her place again.
jackie would so trip watching you clean your fingers off. she wipes the fuck out on her own feet and everyones like "jackie? do you need to sit down?" and shes like "NO." she'd literally die if she had to sit next to you right now
she spends the whole night thinking about the way you sucked your fingers, wondering if you liked the way she tastes. she's so embarrassed about it, but she can't help the way the very thought makes her squirm.
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drawlody · 7 days
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It's time I contribute to the Adam nation with my interpetation of Sinner!Adam >:DDD
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Going over some design choices here yes yes:
1 horn cause i saw some fics on ao3 where he would, in mad denial, ripped off it on his own n its just so cool??? like the self-rejection there? lovely 💗💗💗
Skirt also ao3 again ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ wanted to use a leather jacket but that aint working well with robes so here an alt:D I thought it would be hella funny to have the skirt be imagery of the exorcists causing mayhem, like fallen or not, the hatred for sinners n the pride of a general is still very much there (The excorcists r 1 big fucked up family n no nothing u said will convince me otherwise:))
Revoke wings privilege cause yes , i saw the hc of Adam hugging himself with his wings while in distress going around n yeah thats totally him alright. SooOooOooo what better ways to ensure misery than to take away his 2nd fav bodypart :))) I swear i love him
Angelic steel tail, so i have a certain scene i wanted to draw n for that to happen he need smth enough to fight ok?
Lamb characteristics, everyone know the whole ''sacrificial lamb'' deal we got going on with Adam so yeah it's that (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ He got hooves but he will kill himself before letting others see them:D
I got the "underwear with his own name" thingy from *cough*rule34*cough* ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) dont question it
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Charlie is like the least enjoyable to draw , idk why tho
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Doing all this really get rid of my perfectionism cause the need to get these out fast is stronger:D (like this panel is 30m of work)
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I am also digging this b&w colouring on a grey bg thingy
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He's not "Daddy", he's "Grand-daddy x1000" ( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°)
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Never has my ref board got this messy omg i mean half of them r for the Overlord! design (coming soon give me a few days:))so yeah its a 2 in 1
I spent like 30m or smth coming up with the actual designs n several hours just to choose the palette (i really hate this stage(╬▔皿▔)╯)
Wait the Overlord! may take longer since im kinda make this into an AU maybe? So i'll need to come up with a Fallen!Excorcist design, peferably with bird traits . Ya can check this post for the initial ideas ✍(◔◡◔)ada
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dnvrsmedia · 8 months
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dude i got in a fight in the middle of my soccer game today and now i'm thinking ab how goalie!abby would react. -if you still write/take requests for goalie abby-
i’m a center attacker and this attacker on the other team was talking mad shit so i told her to chill tf out and she got up on me shoving me n cussing me out. so i shoved her back and said “you heard me chill the tf out" and we kept shoving eachother until her teammate held her back - the entire game they played dirty and hurt my teammates and THE REF DIDNT CALL ANYTHIFN butttt back to abby
i know abby would get so protective seeing you and another player fighting or seeing her team get hurt by them - she would be pissed, yelling at the ref to call it when a teammate can’t stand back up or running down the field to stop you and this girl from throwing down in the middle of a game
why is this hot LMFAO but slay for standing ur ground!!! fuck the ref for not calling it though smh
abby would be so concerned especially bc she can’t leave her post! you best believe that she’d be furious though. especially if the other team got a corner & the player messing with you within the box!!! oooo abby would step in between you two and tell the player to fuck off!!!
after the game when you shake hands w the refs and the team abby def whispers in the players ear while squeezing their hand ridiculously tight with a bight smile on her face.
“you do that shit to them one more time and i’ll make sure you never play again.”
the player scurries away past you with a quick sorry as she makes it back to her locker room.
you have a knowing look on your face as you go over to abby, her strong arms wrapping around your torso.
“do i even wanna know what you told the poor girl.” you laugh and kiss her shoulder discreetly.
“nothing too crazy, just taking care of what’s mine.” she beams.
protective goalie!abby ugh i love!!!!
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rauberrauber · 1 year
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line up baby
wanted to make a sort of ref for everyone so i can keep track of everyone's designs, heights, etc
side hcs below cuz i wanna ramble lol
fyi any links are just for pictures to help visualize what im trying to say
also add to these with ur own i love reading hcs :]
general:
the sides work with a kind of cartoon logic (kinda like who framed Roger rabbit) which is what their shape shifting and such is, they can survive pretty much everything, dont bend to reality type thing
i also dig playing around with the idea that they just arent human, they dont need to eat, sleep, even breathe or blink if they dont wanna. They just play more human around thomas so they dont freak him out (everyone but remus at least, dude doesnt give a fuck lol) they all have their priorities regarding that kinda stuff. like logan doesnt eat or sleep almost at all (there r exceptions tho obvi (crofters))  while patton rly likes to cook and bake so why not eat the stuff you make? meanwhile remus eats literally anything he can find
they can also float if they wanna, same thing where they just dont around thomas. this came about me just imagining remus consistently floating around in the mindscape instead of walking for whatever reason? so yeah they can do that
theres a core mindscape and a ‘dark’ mindscape, that sorta works like the upside down from stranger things (as in the dark mindscape is like literally upside down and mirrors everything, like this)
everyones also got their own unique doors to their rooms. logans is very sleek and modern, pattons in more childlike and almost vintage, romans resemble castle doors while remus’ is more like a dungeons, virgils is typically angsty teenager with tons of posters and ‘keep out’ signs, and janus has tons of locks on his
design wise the core sides have straight teeth and fluffier hair while the dark sides have sharp teeth and rougher(?) hair (since changing, virgil has vampire-esque fangs)
logan:
square rimmed glasses
loves the rain
unintentionally fidgets with his clothes, always adjusting his glasses or rolling his sleeves up and down or messing with the buttons or his tie
playing more into the whole ‘sides dont have to eat thing’ he finds food kinda nasty lol, again only rly eats stuff thats very good to him (ultimate picky eater basically) patton has tried and failed many times to get logan to try and like new foods
roman was the one who got him to try crofters
watches those long ass video essays about random topics on youtube for background noise
patton:
round glasses and heart eyes
has roller blades/skates! specifically these ones that retract the wheels. good way of getting energy out (even if hes super clumsy with them)
tallest + dad bod
tons of bandages, kinda playing around with the phrase ‘broken heart’
him and janus play video games together (both of them are terrible lol)
definitely listens to dad rock/dad music
roman:
starry eyes!
crown can float on its own (same w/ remus’)
has one of these couches in his room to dramatically faint onto
him and remus dont share a room, but they have a sort of portal to each others rooms if that makes sense. a big mirror but instead of reflecting, its showing into the other room and only the twins can go thru
wants to be his own side after the split
roman and remus pierced each others ears when they were younger
virgil:
decently tall but slouches a lot which hides it (slouching hes shorter than the twins but still taller than janus) also rarely stands or sits straight at all so it kinda shocked the core sides when he showed them how tall he rly was (queue roman being mad cuz hes actually the shortest of the main four lol)
has stereotypical emo hair and still has some purple dye in it
hot topic skeleton fingerless gloves and muddy sneakers (idk why it just feels right)
tons of random bruises
draws his nails black with sharpie
listens to metal music to calm down. remus got him into a lot of numetal, screamo kinda music when virgil was still one of the others, it was one of the few times theyd hang out and virgil wasnt 100% freaked out by remus
definitely experimented with scene fashion when thomas was a teenager
drinks tons of energy drinks
janus:
shortest ha
yellow eyes
bow wrapped on his hat
long flowy cape and heeled shoes with spats (thats what theyre called right?)
uses the staff from pof as a walking cane
speaks fluent pig latin, remus and logan are the only ones who can somewhat understand what he says (remus cuz hes been around janus so long, and logan wanting to research and understand whatever the hell janus is saying) it also has always drove virgil up the wall cuz hes never been able to get it, janus will start speaking it just to annoy him
only rly relaxes when by himself, always kinda putting on a mask with the others and thomas, regardless of how trustworthy he considers them
constantly coming up with proper plans and schemes, typically wouldnt let remus near them with a 10 foot pole (affectionately)
knows how to lockpick
scared of the ocean
remus: 
broken crown
eyes can go all crazy, pupils can be different sizes and such (there was a cartoon that did this where the eyes would go red and have a ton of rings around the pupils like spirals kinda? i cant find a pic of what im rly visualizing rip i hope that makes sense)
ton of rings (one of em is an eyeball ring)
is like half an inch taller than roman and will never let him live it down
enjoys all the ‘bad’ disney/pixar movies. (cars, home on the range, etc) and like unironically enjoys them. prolly started ironically to mess with roman but he genuinely find those ones the best and cant fathom why theyre disliked (totally not self-indulgent cuz some of those movies are my favorites)
comes up with random weird plans and ropes janus into them whenever possible, janus plays along best he can
somewhat wants to fuse back with roman (even if hes unsure why)
remus and virge used to make fun of roman together all the time
remus is the one who gave virge his septum and gages
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bhaalbeast · 3 months
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forgot to post this ages ago … my big ol c!dream design evolution chart. ft. dates of the original art and some new ‘updated’ renditions of the old designs.
individuals and some artist notes under the cut!!
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the very first guy ever … I had literally never drawn humans before, was really experimenting around . this was a few days after the first las nevadas stream iirc ? I still actually dig the horns I portrayed here . good job old fire
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he looks eebly. I like the eyes. no further comment
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sleep deprived eyebags are a 10/10 I’m glad they stuck around. also first implementation of white hair W . idk why his scars changed color for this one don’t ask
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I actually really like this one. I think the original design was for a ‘gaslight gatekeep girlboss’ meme which is pretty funny . new colors are good . I miss his nose
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THIS ONE is fun. drew it the day of his escape from prison iirc . loving the unhinged look (I added a dilated pupil in this ‘newer’ rendition) and I’m overall still pretty pleased with his expression . again though what the fuck was I doing with the nose
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ANOTHER fav. this was a fullbody ref that I did, and the inclusion of cheek fluff? glorious. wonderful. I also like the white chin here on out it’s a cute marking
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too soft. not enough depression. cute design tho
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definitely my favorite . the scars. the white lashes. everything. most recent and my personal best of the bunch :D I like the droopy ears, as well.
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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This is riding off the language stuff in sagau but I just cant get it out of my head a reader who uses tumblr slang every once in a while. like they meet the Traveller and they're like "Omg I'm so cheesed to meet you!!" And the Traveller is just like "???" meanwhile Paimon integrates that into her vocabulary. And then maybe at some point, if the reader has a vision they're like "MAIMING AND BITING YOU" "THAT'S IT! I'M SENDING YOU TO EEBY DEEBY!" while their poor teammates are so confused. Just imagine going over to ppl like Razor, Klee, Chongyun and going "Awwww my lil scrunglos"
Just a very chaotic reader in general lmao
HEY WASSUP ANON
MY BRO THIS IS SO OLD BY NOW IM SO SORRY LMAO- SO ANYWAY HELLO!!! A DESSERT FOR UR PATIENCE 🍨🍧🛐
FOR WAITING SO LONG HERE IS SUM ASS WRITINF MY FRIEND HOPE U GET SMTH OUTTA IT
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Bro imma be honest i missed out on some slang on tumblr bc i was off of it for awhile before i refreshed this old blog 
So my reaction to these slang words (except for scrunglies/scrunglos ik that one) is just as confused but also its rlly funny that im in the same situation as them LMAO 😭
I would think honestly, even if ur doin it on purpose, 
I feel like some slang or refs r too ingrained into my soul to not make
So i would just accidentally use slang/memes, esp around funny ppl like Kaeya or Beidou, and then just give up eventually 💀
So i stg everytime Xiao shows up in a event or smth it surprises me everytime lol
With his teleporting ability i would guess that if ur just chillin around Liyue anytime, Xiao just… shows up lol
Tea with Zhongli? Oh jesus Xiao’s here now.
Watching Xinyan and Yunjin play? Hes on the roof.
Picking ingredients with Xiangling to help her cook yall some amazing food?
Hes in the tree u were just picking Sunsettias in-
So ur in Mondstadt, and ur like,
“oh well no Xiao here, huh kinda feels weird now”
eventually ur dumbass trips over nothing and goes tumbling down a hill, u know, as u do
Ur at the bottom like, 💀 
And its kinda hot and ur tired, and r selfaware of ur own goofiness so u just-
“I can see the end of the horizon, is this an internal dialouge-”
Xiao comes around the hill ur splayed at the bottom of.
UR STARTLED BC WTF MONDSTADT?? XIAO??? SO U JUST
“HATSUNE MIKU-”
CRYING-
AND XIAOS LIKE-
“??? No. It’s me. Xiao. The Yaksha Adeptus, my liege?”
HAHFLAHHAHA
AND HE KEEPS ASKING U WHO HATSUNE MIKU IS THE WHOLE WAY BACK TO THE CITY AS HE ESCORTS U LFMAO
U see those scary ruin machines the ones with the fucking legs in Sumeru,
Cyno is ur bodyguard for the day, 
And at first he doesn’t see it, like its behind him, but it just like came around a corner, so it hasnt locked in on yall yet
(i headcanon that even if u r the Creator, these are machines, and dont have the sentience to even be self-aware let alone process wtf u are, ig if Khaeynriah made hella AI that is aware maybe it could fathom u)
And u try to warn him but not scare him, so
“CYNO.
CYNO, THE HORSE IS HERE-”
Cue Cyno like
“A horse??? In the desert, Greatest Lord what the fu-”
Almost gets stomped on 😭 rip.
U see Scara for the first time and u befriend him
Ur the only god besides Nahida he’s ok with aw
and one day he’s bodyguarding u around Sumeru 
He gets a little too into it and goes ham on several ruin machines
Like full on elmo burning anarchy meme, he's literally cackling floating above the pile of flaming metal-
And ur just clapping like: “that’s my skrunkly :) <3"
He literally interrupts his own cackle, its the most expressive youve ever seen him 
😶 😑 😶 ?????¿¿¿??¡¡?!!
HE WILL NOT STOP HARASSING U ABOUT WHAT IT MEANT LMAO
U usually define the words/memes as best u can but u specifically just call him that and never explain LOL
🎵 HI. ITS ME. IM THE PROBLEM ITS ME. 🎵
SO SORRY ANON MY BEAUTY- I HOPE U CAN FORGIVE ME FOR TAKING SO LONG 🙏
I dont even mean just replying with a real thing^
I probably couldve posted ur ask w/o even adding onto it tbh
I dont think its anywhere near as chaotic as what u described but ya boy isnt the good at writing 😔
so i just focused on the memes 🤲
Have a good week anon :O !!
Cheers,
🌒🌧🌊 💀Aquarius ♒️🌌🌘
♡the beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
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greazyfloz · 1 year
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MISS GIRL YOU HAVE BECOME MY FAV ACCOUNT OMG!!!
Unfortunately I have fallen under Michael Bunting’s spell so can I request something angsty “you win, I’m done” with him ?! 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨
Hope you have a great day/evening <3
OMG I'M LITERALLY IN LOVEEEE WITH BUNTS!!!
Angst: 26. "You win, I'm done with this" w/ Michael Bunting
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Two Years
Michael and I met when I first moved to Toronto a little over two years ago. It was almost like love at first sight because we Started dating around a month or two later. One thing about Michael, as he gets heated very easily on the ice, luckily, I have never experienced this. Michael firsthand.
Today was our two year anniversary and I already know that Michael forgot. I don’t know how he could’ve forgotten since last week. He told me that he was going to take me to the nicest places in Toronto for dinner after his game.
All day he said nothing to me about our anniversary, and I was going to hold off on saying it first. As he made his way to the door, I followed him, and he turned to press a kiss on my lips.
“Okay, bye babe. Love ya“ he says, as he gets to shut the door.
“bye Mikey, and oh yeah, happy anniversary to you too” I tell him that he stops from closing the door and re-opened it
“oh my God” he says, seeing I wasn’t amused, “fuck”
“it’s fine. See you after the game“ I say to him. He pulls out his phone to check the time.
“fuck, I’m already late” he says under his breath, “I’ll make it up to you I promise”
Even leave, shutting the door behind him, and I make my way up to our room. I open the closet and grab my leather pants and a white leafs jersey with his last name and number on the back.
After I’m ready to go to the kitchen and heat up something quick before receiving a text from Steph saying she was here. I take a couple of bites before realizing I wasn’t very hungry, then throwing it out and making my way out to her car.
“hellooooo” she says, excited to see me
“Hey” I say back trying to sound as excited
“wait, what’s wrong? you look sad”
She pulls out of our driveway and begins driving into the city.
“no reason to be sad, it’s Mike and I’s two year” I say, then look at the window as I hear Steph gasp
“he did not forget”
“he did”
“oh, my god no way. What an ass”
“oh, but he said he’ll make it up to me” I say, looking back at her as we drive through the busy streets of Toronto, “I really don’t wanna go to the game tonight”
“I don’t blame you” she says she turns into the parking garage.
We made our way into our seats with the rest of the wags. Steph was telling everybody that Michael forgot about her anniversary just out of the conversation we were having.
As the game went on, I noticed Michael was not having it. The team was losing and they were currently playing the Oilers who are typically a pretty tough team. I usually hold my breath whenever he plays the more rough teams because I know one day he’s gonna do something so stupid and possibly get himself hurt.
“I seriously cannot watch this“ I say to Gio’s wife and she giggles a little
“oh, I thought you’d be used to it by now“ she laughs
“how could I get used to that?“ I say, in a silly tone as a couple of the other wags laugh along.
Then his neck shift came. And I knew something bad was gonna happen when Kane was trying to get physical with Auston in front of the net. I watched my boyfriend skate around all the other players in front of him to jump on the player, taking them both to the ground.
“oh, boy“ I say, as I stand to try and get a better look across the ice.
I watch my boyfriend, get up from the ice after the refs pull him and Kane away from each other. I shake my head as I sit back down in my seat as he was put in the box.
When the next period came along, the game became more physical for all players. He really stood out as being the angriest player on the ice as I watch him, have a meltdown mouthing off of the other players.
The game ends, and some of the wags already go down. I said with Steph and Johnny’s wife and kids before we made our way down to ice level.
When we go down there, Michael and Mitch were already out chatting with some of the other players and their wives as he waited for me. When they noticed us, Mitch went right up to Steph giving her a hug and I walked over to Michael.
He wrapped his arms around me, but only quickly giving me a hug before pulling away. “oh, so now you can’t even act like I’m a good boyfriend?” he says quietly to me as he pulled away.
“what?” I ask and he ignores as he looks back up with the group.
“all right guys. We gotta head out now“ he says turning around and I follow him as we walk towards his car. He doesn’t say a word to me the whole way there. I’m thinking it must be because of the game and he’s taking it out on me which isn’t like him.
“Jesus y/n. I forgot our anniversary I know I’m sorry. but why the fuck are you going around telling everybody?” he says looking at me as soon as we shut our doors to his car, ” I told you I’d make up for it”
“I told Steph. And then she brought it up in a conversation we were having with the rest of the wives. So go fight with Steph about it” I say, rolling my eyes at him
“No! I wanna fight with you about it!” He yells at me
I laughed dryly before looking back at him, “just drive“ I say to Michael and he angrily throws the car into drive, stepping on the gas and speeding home.
We make it home, and I walk into the house, slamming the door behind me. I hear Michael re-open the door and enter.
“what the fuck?!” he yells out, and I turn around and open my mouth to say something back, but he beats me to it, “I forget a fucking anniversary, and you start acting like a psycho?! Seriously what the fuck is wrong with you?!” he yells at me and I feel the tears begin to form in my eyes. I lift my hand up to brush underneath.
“oh, for fucks sake’s you’re not actually gonna cry?!” he continues yelling
“yeah, I am” I yell back
“holy fuck, grow the fuck up and stop acting like a two-year-old! Are you still mad that I forgot about a stupid anniversary?! Huh?” he yells even louder than before making me shake a little before the tears really start streaming down my face, “stop fucking crying! I don’t know what game you’re fucking playing but I don’t wanna play“
“you win, I’m done with this” I say, quietly before, turning and locking myself in our bedroom. I walk over to the closet and grab a bag to put a few things in to last me until he goes on the road again. I hear him banging on the door, followed by a couple curse words.
As I get closer to the door I can make out what he saying better.
“what do you mean you’re fucking done with this?“ I hear him on the other side of the door. Fear takes over my body as I reach for the door handle and decide not to turn it. I take a couple steps back and just look at the door.
“open. The door.” I hear him say again as the door knob twists, “I just wanna fucking talk. We’re not over Because I forgot about our anniversary.“
With that, I open the door quickly, and he looks at me and he opens his mouth probably to yell at me, but I beat him to it this time, “no, we’re over because you’re acting fucking crazy”
“how the fuck am I acting crazy you’re the one breaking up with me because I forgot an anniversary“
“do you even realize anything you’re saying?” I say, finally brushing past him as I make my way to the door.
“Wait, you’re actually leaving?” he says, as he finally sees the bag under my arm
“yes Michael, goodbye”
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