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flyingspicerack · 11 months
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🎊🎂❤️💙💚💜💛💖🎂🎊
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bihanspookies · 21 days
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15 Lines Game
Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture their character/personality/vibe. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well.
Ty @thesingularityseries for the tag 🫶
Alora:
1. “…Are you fucking stupid?”
2. “It’s a roach, not a fucking— it flies?!” Alora yells, hand forming into a fist.
3. Rolls her eyes and makes a gun gesture to her temple. “Sure it’s not like I’ve been awake for the past 3 days cleaning up your bullshit.”
4. “Alright well, I’m gonna go hang out with Michi now.”
5. “You are seriously a fucking stain on my sanity.”
6. “Oh fuck, my tomatoes!” Alora exclaims, sprinting towards her greenhouse.
7. “Yeah okay Mr. America.” She makes a jacking off motion with her hand, rolling her eyes heavily.
8. “¡Esto es una puta mierda! ¿Estás realmente bromeando? ¡Qué demonios—“
9. “You push and push and push. Just stop! Okay? Stop trying to force me to open up!”
10. “Get the hell out of my face before I break yours.”
11. “Sure whatever, I’ve got nothing better to do.” She follows Alex and Kate, mentally preparing herself for whatever comes her way.
12. “Not that one… Alex and I got banned last week.” She says nonchalantly, looking to Alex who nods in agreement.
13. “I just wanna go home…” She’s tired, so so tired…
14. She inhales deeply, smearing the blood on her face even more. “I fucked up.”
15. “Don’t leave me… please…” She was on the verge of tears, her jaw tight and body shaking.
Kasiya:
1. “Don’t be frightened, you are safe now.” She offers a kind smile, reassuring the new soul that just appeared.
2. “Raiden! So lovely to see you! Ah and Kung Lao!” She’s momentarily flustered, quickly displaying a grin. “What brings you two here?”
3. “…Excuse me for one moment please.” She turns and quickly walks away, bristling subtly at the off handed comment made by Cetrion.
4. “Mother this is wrong— why are you doing nothing to stop it?!”
5. “You are going to get me in trouble!” She laughs, allowing Kung Lao’s fingers to intertwine with hers to pull her along.
6. “My apologies but I am bound by my duty here in the garden. Now please…”
7. “Please do not stick your hands into my fytó stámnas, that is very rude.”
8. “You are really quite different from your counterpart…” She mutters, eyeing the monk up and down.
9. “Surely my nose cannot be that interesting Kung Lao.” She muses, her eyes following his finger as he traces down its length.
10. “Why do you sit back and do nothing? Shinnok is out there running rampant and—!” She’s silenced when Cetrion suddenly appears behind her, eyes glowing like vibrant jewels and oh so full of anger.
11. “I assure you I am much older than your mind could possibly fathom.”
12. “And you are still handsome even looking like battered meat.” She laughs softly, sniffling and leaning forward to cup a hand on his cheek.
13. “Thank you for allowing me to love you.”
14. “For the last time you two— no! Now stop pestering me, I have other people to take care of.”
15. “That must be absolutely the most cheesiest pick up line you have ever used on me and I am even more surprised that it’s working.”
NP Tags: @luna-di-fuoco @malicedragoness @valyrra @theelderhazelnut
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ecstasydemon · 1 year
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hi so is anyone who follows me familiar wiht nicholas hoult's work and have recommendations for me to watch because ummteeheeeee (twirls hair)
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ruairy · 11 months
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#totk spoilers#literally all spoilers below dont read this if you dont want spoilers#hit the credits for totk and the first thing i said was I miss ganondorf#overall it was a brilliant game and i loved it so so much and its leagues better than botw and oughh#i have issue with the plot....mostly the Imperialism Good roite that it took#was kind of hoping for something different i suppose but that is on me mostly#look we all wanted ganondorf to either be out buddy of have the nuance of ww ganondorf#he was fucking superb in this game Do Not get me wrong but man. ilour first ganondorf since tp and i just wanted more for him 🫠#when imposter zelda was going around hyrule i genuinely thought maybe they were gonna go with an evil zelda plot#imagine how cool that would have been....i got played#rauru being evil or at least morally grey and controlling zelda and ganondorf being Right and also my friend would ahve been so good :(#but anyway!!!!! i really liked a lot of other things about the plot!!! dragon zelda was devestatingly good#the fact that we had a Find Zelda quest and yet she was one of the first things we see on the sky island at the start of the game#áaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (dats me yellin)#superb and traumatic#i really like botw/totk zelda actually and she was very good in this game and the haters can eat my nuts 😊#the boss fights were great#colgera being my fave and the ganondorf fight was so good and tense and eeeeee#the end phase against dragon ganon with zelda was really fun!!!!!! even if ridiculously easy i wish it wasnt just dark beast ganon 2.0#anyway my final verdict is banger game but ganondorf deserves better and also dlc when
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kyaruun · 1 year
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i am awfully sick again. third time's the charm? this is my 3rd heavy cold in less than 2 months AND i need to go to class this afternoon
please pray my awful, awful headache. i can't breathe, i can't think but this bitch ain't missing class unless she's passed out <3
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lunarblazes · 2 years
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god i’m so happy the mdbb posting is happening. it’s so cool to see everyone’s work on the blog and finished :^DD!! go check it out, i promise it’s worth it. i won’t rb every post on there because i’m bad at remembering to do that but it’s totally worth looking at if you guys wanna see some banger art and fic. everyone worked super hard and i’m so proud :’^)
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dabisbratz · 2 months
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toji spittin on u but missing ur mouth but uve been fucked dumb and back and dumb again and you can barely process what jus happened nd u jus whine and drool while he continues bullying ur hole and makin fun of how messy u are like the position he's got u in is bad enough-- doggy style but hes grabbing ur hair and forcing ur head back and jus coos at you when u say it hurts, but hes gotta really prove it to ya that hes sooo much bigger and stronger than u. fr his ego is bigger than his tits (nd thats sayin somethin)
ugh that man is so mean and nasty (i wnant him sooo bad sonny)
eeeeee !! hehe !! just scoopin it up with his fingers n shovin em into your mouth, doesn’t even care that ycant lick them clean of his spit cuz you’re too busy cryin over his cock, laughin at you n makin fun of your pathetic lil noises n whines . . gruntin ‘take it’ s under his breath n pressin your face into the mattress . . . makin you look down at his big dick stretchin you open ૮꒰ྀི ∩៸៸៸∩ ‎꒱ྀིა has you repeat after him— sayin he’s the best you’ve ever had, that you were made t’take his cock, that s’better t’be a brainless cockslut than mouthy n bratty ૮꒰ྀི ´∩∩` ꒱ྀིა wanyhimsbadsbadohmhje
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cup1dt3a · 1 year
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Do you still accept requests?
How would it be if the human reader has a little brother or sister who watches Wally's show, and well the reader like a good big brother the reader takes care of them and watches along with them, well what if Yandere wally falls in love with the reader, what would happen?
Tysm for the request this is the first one I’ve ever had for a story! And ofc! My request are always open unless stated otherwise. Also I mainly just do gender neutral!readers so the reader will be gender neutral!
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” It’s starting! It’s starting! It’s starting! Come on you slow poke!”
“ Ow! Ok ok! Geez how you so strong for a seven year old?”
You muttered as your younger sister tugged you towards the Tv. Eyes gleaming with pure enchantment as the cheesy theme song of the puppet show they loved to watch. You being the good older sibling you were would watch it with them since your parents were too busy most of the time to watch the show with her.
“ Eeeeee! Look it’s Wally!” You cheered as the colorful puppet appeared on the screen.
“ Yup they’re your favorite huh?” You asked them with a chuckle to how excited they got.
“ Of course they paint very well and they look so cool!” They exclaimed while the puppets talked away.
As the show went on you just watched away with your little sibling. Sure it was just another little kids show but you had to admit the character designs were just so well done and amazing.
“Now what should I paint today?” Wally asked on the big screen looking towards the audience.
“ A rainbow rose!” They jumped.
“ A DANCING BLUE FLAMINGO!” You shouted just to mess with them seeing them angrily huff.
“ As if he’d paint that. Wally is so much more mature than that!” They crossed their arms as you giggled.
“ What an excellent decision! A dancing blue flamingo!” He cheered.
Your sibling ate their words with a pitiful glare as they looked up at you sticking your tongue out at them. You both watched the episode making a few jokes here and there to upset them. It was all fun in games for you two. It’s not really like your parents were ever around either. Sure it sucked but at least you weren’t alone as much as you wished but fuck it they’re fun to be around so why not.
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You had put your little sister to bed a while ago. At least 2 hours ago and decided it was time to check on them due to their nightmares they have. As you went to their room you had heart their voice outside the room along with another’s voice it sounded familiar but you knew it wasn’t one of your parents. As you hurriedly walked over to where you heard the voices your heart beat fast. Rushing as faster than you ran to check on who the hell was talking to your seven year old sister.
“ Yeah! _____ loves that too!” You happily said as you turned to corner in a panic.
“ Mhm! You’re so helpful little one but I think it’s off to bed with you now. Go on sweet dreams little dreamer.” Wally said on the big screen with a smile and tilt to his head.
“ Oh geez. What are you doing up watching TV?” You sighed in relief.
“ Wally wanted to talk with me. And I didn’t want to be rude!” They replied looking up at you while you took them to bed holding their small hand.
“ Ok but next time Wally wants to “talk” with you tell him ____ said no.” You told them playing into their little fantasy.
“ Fine…Can you watch Welcome Home with me tomorrow still?” They sad with puppy dog eyes.
“ Yes yes. How about after work we go have a little sleep over in my room sound good?” You asked as they nodded with excitement.
As you went back into the living room you had noticed the TV was still on with Wally staring at you. Well it looked that way but as he silently stared you hadn’t noticed how much larger his smile got before you shut it off with a big yawn.
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You had been having to take your younger sibling to work with you. It’s not like you wanted to but it’s not like you had a choice either. Because your parents were never home and your sister was to you get to be alone either way. Plus your boss was ok with it since they would bring their own kid to work. They would play together with each other a lot and we’re friends so it was a win win either way.
“ You having fun with charley?” You asked as they nodded playing with the other’s action figures.
It was getting late so you had to remind them to start wrapping things up. They sadly agreed upset it was the end of your shift before they remembered about your sleep over with them. They had said their goodbyes and hugged any other friends they had before you had left. They had skipped as they held your hand back to the apartment. You then came upon a display case of old TV’s they all displayed Wally.
“ Look! Loook! It’s Wally he’s waving at us! Hiiii Wally!” They jumped with glee waving at the puppet on screen.
Indulging your younger sister you also waved greeting the puppet before walking away with your younger sibling. Not noticing the out of order signs or the way the puppet had followed you both with its head.
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” Sleep Over! Sleep Over! SLEEP OVER!” They chanted as you popped the popcorn and got a few apples for them too.
You both went back to your room rolling your eyes as they dashed over towards your room. You also has a TV in there to watch your own shows other than Welcome Home. Such as more horror shows and adult shows because you didn’t want to accidentally influence them with inappropriate things or have to answer the embarrassing questions of theirs.
“ So let me guess Welcome Home?” You guessed without a doubt as they exclaimed a gleeful yes.
You then set the Tv up to play the show as they started to munch on some popcorn. She then started to try and aim it at your mouth every time missing but you still encouraged them to keep trying until one lucky shot they finally got it in your mouth.
“ Wooo! I did it!” The cheered bounced up and down.
“ Good job little dreamer!” Wally clapped on point as if he was congratulating your sister with you.
“ Thanks Wally it was so cool right?” They asked expecting an answer.
“Oh why it was very cool! You think you can do it again?” He asked with a tilt to his head.
You sat there in concern as the two talked observing as they spoke to each other.
“ How are you doing that?” You asked them with a slight shake to your voice.
“ Doing what…Omg you’re so dumb just talk to him like any other person ____! ____ can be so dumb sometimes right Wally?” They asked looking over to the puppet.
“ Now that wasn’t nice? You should apologize to ____ they must feel very sad now.” He told the small child.
They hurriedly apologize just as the puppet asked. He was a puppet. He couldn’t have known your name. Your little sister isn’t smart enough to even think of a prank like this. They’ve been doing this. This has been going on for weeks! Finding them in front of the TV talking to the puppet with glee.
“ ____? You ok?” She asked you tugging on your sleeve with concern for your silence.
“ Yes, Yes I’m fine…So wally how long have you two been talking.” You asked in disbelief still pale.
“ I think the second day you both watched the show! You’re such a good sibling always going on with the little dreamers antics you almost make me envy you with how cute of a sister you have.” They replied.
That’s not part of any script. This wasn’t normal!
“ Yeah! Wally would ask me to go and talk to him about you!” they said with a smile on your face while yours remained pale.
“ Yes I couldn’t help myself and they always sneaked up late at night for a snack and mischievous little thing they are started to just talk to me. I couldn’t help but ask about you. Always so hard working and kind to the little one.” You dreamily sighed.
“ Uh huh.” You said.
You felt sick. How could you not have noticed this!? How did you let this slide for months? Are you that neglectful? God you’re almost as bad as your parents! Your little sibling has been talking with some puppet who sounds obsessed with you as they go on and on about how perfect you are. You had noticed your sister start to yawn cuddling up on the bed. You took her to her room as soon as she passed out wanting to have your own conversation with the puppet. As you came back there he stood int the dark screen with that sinister smile peering into your soul.
“ What exactly have you been asking of my little sister?” You asked him with a slight grit to your teeth.
“ Just about you. Your likes, interests, hobbies, insecurities…. Everything about you really!” He stated.
“ Why though?” You asked feeling insane for doing this.
“ Because you’re all I can think about. All I ever dream about! All I ever want. Just look at yourself. So perfect so free like a song bird.” He sighed looking as if he was drooling.
“ You’re just so perfect. I love and want everything to do with….Why are you trying to turn the TV off?” He pouted with a tilt as you tried to turn your Tv off.
“ No No! My sweet dreamer you’re finally acknowledging me! I won’t let you stop now! We’ll be together forever! Just me you and your sister!” He gasped getting closer to the Tv.
“ YOU CANT LEAVE ME! I LOVE YOU! I LIVE FOR YOU! I BREATHE FOR YOU! YOU CANT LEAVE ME NOT AGAIN!” He cried out smooshing his face to the TV.
The screen then constantly displayed love me on it over and over again while the puppets eyes shook. “ Please love me! I need you!!I promise I won’t harm them at all just please keep listening to me! I need you!” He yelled banging onto the screen.
You had no idea what to do or to listen to him as he constantly cried out of any ounce of your attention. Almost like a touch starved animal.
“You…promise?” You asked as he nodded smile growling bigger by the second. What have you done?
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Tysm again for the request they are open! Hope you’re all having a good day/night or that it gets better!
Part 2 ( Enjoy<333)
Sincerely- Cup1dT3A💌
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partycatty · 4 months
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Hello!
I read your last story with the Lin Kuei brothers and it was really amazing. Could I please ask for a story with the Lin Kuei brothers (I love them❤) where they watch their s/o's dance performance at Madam Bo's? Kind regards!
GOD. YES. and thank you pookie :D
lin kuei trio > dancer
bi-han, kuai liang, and tomas vrbada watching the reader dance at madam bo's!!
notes: KUAI FAVORITISM AGAIN IM SO SORRY. this is a sweet change from the heinous shit i've been writing eeeeee kicking my feet and twirling my hair! also i know that says s/o but i had some ideas i just couldn't ignore..
masterlist <3
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bi-han >
• somehow, the lin kuei brothers are convinced by the earthrealm chosen ones to attend a dinner at madam bo's after their victory at armageddon. come on, just once! bi-han only attends because his brothers do, and because liu kang might show offense if he declined. so, here he was, pretending he wasn't enjoying the food as much as he was.
• as his mouth hung open to take a bite of a dumpling, kung lao and johnny find a couple of spare instruments and get that "you thinkin' what i'm thinkin'?" smirk. nobody in their sane mind thought either one of them were musically enclined, but then suddenly there was a two-man band singing and galloping about. you, as one of the earthrealmers, start laughing and clap to the beat, as does the entire group. kenshi, liu kang, kuai liang, and raiden chuckle, syzoth, tomas and ashrah get up to dance, and bi-han puts his chopsticks down with crossed arms and a frown.
• he couldn't help but be mildly amused at the ridiculousness, scoffing to himself. but his scowled expression turns soft when he glances over at you and watches you lift yourself from the chair you sat on and shimmied over to the dancing group, starting to enjoy yourself. you moved in such a coordinated way that bi-han was only accustomed to seeing in combat. he didn't think such elegance could be used... for fun.
• the entire group is mostly ignoring bi-han, but not intentionally. everyone's just caught up in their own enjoyment. you playfully dance to the impromptu rhythm, twirling ashrah and bumping shoulders with kung lao. as you twirl, you lock eyes with the cryomancer and he tenses up when he realizes he'd been staring.
• "come on, blueberry ice!" you shout over the crowd and music, extending an arm. "you're too damn rigid all the time. loosen up with me?"
• "no," he replies, accidentally far colder than necessary. you groan.
• "it's one night! i'll tell johnny not to record. you work too hard. shang tsung is in prison, and our timeline's intact. that doesn't deserve at least a little shimmy?"
• "i don't dance," bi-han again replies, leaning back in his chair. he wouldn't admit it, but he finds your persistence cute. perhaps he won't give in just to see you keep trying.
• you try to do anything possible to get him to join you without actually pissing him off. the lasso trick doesn't work, and neither does the "pass on the wave" trick. you give up, throwing your hands in the air in a surrendering pose before walking backwards back into the group.
• the dancing and celebrating goes well into the night, and the entire time, his icy ass is PLANTED in that damn chair. he eventually becomes a part of the furniture.
• kuai liang leans over to speak to his brother with a grin.
• "you aren't going to dance with her, brother?" kuai liang asks, cheeks tinted with pink from the alcohol. "i understand our clan has much work to tend to, but must you have turned her down on a night like this?"
• "i am not dipping so low as to act a fool," bi-han replies, eyes fixated on your dancing still. you're now dancing with johnny in a ridiculous duo choreography you're pulling from your ass as you go.
• "bi-han, you are as dull as you are sharp," kuai liang laughs. "she was showing interest."
• bi-han launches his glance to his pyromancer brother, eyebrows shooting up. he doesn't seem to believe it, but then it clicks. you wanted to dance with him! YOU wanted to dance with HIM! it wasn't just a kind offer, dammit, it was flirting!!
• you let out a loud laugh above the crowd as you enjoy the festivities. as you calm down, you once again lock eyes with the grandmaster. it feels like only you two know of this secret tension. you extend your arm with a raised brow and flushed grin.
• perhaps one night of foolishness won't hurt.
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kuai liang >
• a quiet night in the shirai ryu was unheard of, considering it's still trying to pick itself up. kuai liang was always so damn stressed with work, training hanzo and finding more recruits while also upgrading the compound.
• you were one of the first recruits, so you held a sense of seniority within the clan. kuai liang often confided in you regarding these aforementioned stressors. you were his favorite rubber duck to rant to while he tried to figure things out.
• his head was buried in his hands as he sighed deeply, books and papers strewn across his workspace. you frowned, standing in the doorway.
• "how about a night away from the clan, grandmaster?" you'd politely suggest. you didn't actually expect for him to agree so easily... or know a place... or invite you.
• madam bo greets kuai liang with a sweet smile, offering up whatever she cooked for the night. he insists that anything she makes is perfect, and requests one of everything.
• you sit across the table from your grandmaster, not really sure on what to talk about. it was always work, training, and hatred for bi-han. but now you had to talk about... everything else? even so, his tense shoulders easily surpass your own nerves.
• "at ease, grandmaster," you gently say, reaching across to put a hand on his arm. he visually does ease, comforted by your touch. "enjoy yourself."
• hold on sorry i'm tweakin rn he is so fucking fine i need to chew on his man bun
• "i appreciate you more than you'll know," he replies gently with a smile. "i needed this, i suppose. to be away from a table that isn't cluttered. to eat a nice meal..."
• the plates are cleared as you two chat peacefully about anything and everything. as it turns out, you actually had a great deal in common with your grandmaster. and damn, in the restaurant's dim lighting, his features really stood out..
• as the thought crosses your mind, a small band of fengjian musicians step up to the center of the room and start to play a slow, sweet song. kuai liang swivels in his chair to view the band before turning toward you.
• "do you dance?" he asks suddenly, a little smirk playing at his lips.
• "d-do i...?" you stammer out, almost choking on your tea.
• "dance," kuai liang repeats. "do you?"
• "i-i was a dancer when i was younger. on occasion. yes."
• suddenly, kuai liang stands up and holds his hand out to you. your jaw drops.
• "i shouldn't," you insist shyly. "you're..."
• "i'm your grandmaster," he finishes your sentence. damn, this guy does that often. "yes, yes, i know. but you said tonight is to enjoy ourselves. tonight, i'm not your grandmaster. i'm kuai liang, and i'm asking for a dance."
• he eventually pulls you into a small crowd of other dancers, and you two start with shy steps, eventually understanding each other's style and speed. you wouldn't believe it, but he's actually a good dancer! he follows your every move and allows you to lead. if he focused even a little bit more on you, he'd surely lose his footing. you were just so natural with your movements. there was an attraction there that wasn't there before, and it made kuai liang feel impossibly hotter.
• a small crowd gathers at your coordinated dance. anyone would've assumed it was choreographed ahead of time, but this was entirely you two having a deep understanding of each other's movements. the music felt like a fuzzy white noise and the people disappeared. it was just you and kuai liang.
• the songs ends with you in a dip. you're both catching your breath, flushed, and giggly at the spontaneity.
• "i need nights out more often, if they're with you," he'll mumble to you still in his dip.
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tomas >
• tomas only had one objective that day: to determine if kung lao and raiden were ready for to be recruited. what he didn't anticipate, however, was that tonight was the night you were meant to perform at madam bo's.
• a tiny stage sat in the center of the room, and you stepped atop the platform. a couple of men to the side played their instruments for you, and you instantly got to work. as your hips swayed, your flowy garments swung around you, like a perfect gust of wind twirling you.
• tomas stood on the roof alongside his brothers, ogling at the sight. his jaw dropped behind his mask, and his eyes softened. he was supposed to be the big strong leader of the staged confrontation, but god. it was just so hard to be stone cold in front of such a beauty.
• the entire room was so focused on your dance moves. tomas could only mentally equate you to a gorgeous swirl of smoke. or perhaps a cloud—?
• bi-han elbows him in the side with a scowl.
• "focus, you idiot. the farmers, not some foolish performer. do you see them?"
• tomas is that meme where the guy goes "SHE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME!!! ☝️"
• tomas shakes his head with a light blush, partially shocked with himself for being so distracted by just one person. he's a ninja. he's killed, defended earthrealm, seen so much shit, and yet he's winded by a dancer. he just had to know more, had to see if you were as alluring up close as you were from afar.
• the men drop from their position and wait outside of the entrance for a moment, mentally preparing themselves. once they are, tomas enters first and stands in front of kung lao and raiden menacingly.
• just as planned, him and madam bo go at it with a fake argument ending in a fight. madam bo gets flung over the railing, mere feet away from where you froze on your little stage. tomas stops completely, forgetting that the two farmers were charging at him. he glances over at you, and how your movement stopped and was now terrified. you scream and take cover behind the bar, peering over to watch the fight.
• he was so trapped in his adoration for you that he forgets to fight back when raiden lands a damn hard punch to his chest, sending him backward. groaning and standing up, he chucks a smoke bomb at the ground and vanishes completely.
• then, before you could process anything, a puff of smoke shrouds your vision and tomas is beside you. you yelp out and crawl backward, terrified by his strength and sudden appearance. making sure bi-han and kuai liang are adequately occupied, tomas leans down to you.
• "hey, hey," he'll say cautiously with his hands out. "shh. you're alright. you're in no danger." your breathing slows from the hyperventilation, looking up at him with innocent eyes. he almost melts then and there. if he could turn into a comical puff of smoke, he would.
• a lin kuei ninja crashes down the railing and lands on top of the bar. you flinch, tomas doesn't.
• "what do you want? money?" you reply in a weak voice, still uneased and confused. tomas frowns, coming up with an answer. he doesn't blame you for being confused when three colorful ninjas and their little sidekicks saunter into a small village restaurant.
• "no, no money," he replies quietly, now crouching down to your level. "everything will make sense in time. now... now please—" tomas gestures toward a nearby exit. "be safe. i apologize for frightening you."
• he extends a hand out, and you take it. for a moment, it feels like it's only you two in the room. no "dead" madam bo, no raiden kicking the shit out of scorpion, or kung lao flinging his hat at sub-zero. it's just you and this mysterious, muscly man in grey.
• "your dancing was... beautiful, by the way," he'll admit sheepishly, his eyes showing his smile behind the mask. "i hope to return to watch it, sometime."
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thecampjuicebox · 4 months
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Hiii, I love your writing and I wanted to ask if you could make nsfw or sfw (or both) of Astarion or Gale x taller (fem presenting) reader? That's the base idea, the rest you can have fun with!:)
(Thank you for reading:))
eeeeee thank you so much!! Oh my gods I've been wanting to do tall fem Tav x Gale for soooooo loooong (Me being taller than Mr. Dekarios myself) 😈 Thank you so much for your submission! I hope you enjoy 💞
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Pairing: Gale x Reader(f)
Rating: 18+ NSFW, Minors DNI
POV: 2nd person
Warnings: smut, fluff, rope bondage, bruising, whipping, edging, oral, orgasm denial, arousal from height difference, slight game spoilers
"My love? Could you come down here?"
Gale's voice is soft, yet strained and laced with a familiar frustration that brings a devilish smirk to your lips. It's painfully obvious just by his tone. He can't reach something again. Snapping the book you've been blissfully lost in for hours closed in your right hand, you rise to your feet and stretch your arms upward. Each vertebra in your long spine shifts, crackling, sending a shudder down to your legs that threatens your balance. With a huff, you start toward your lover's voice. A crash causes you to pick up your pace. Then another. Then another. Your footsteps quicken down the stairs and around the corner to the kitchen, the wizard in question standing with both palms pressed firmly to the countertop, shards of porcelain scattered around his slippered feet.
A frown plasters itself on your lips. You can feel the irritation radiating from the wizard like waves of deep purple weave, the hairs on the back of your neck standing at attention. A cold feeling of pity swirls in your stomach. Seeing Gale upset makes your brain buzz like an angry hornet in a jam jar. Although.. Had he just waited for your help, there'd be much less of a mess to clean up. Placing your hands on your hips, you point your gaze at him, rolling your tongue around behind your teeth. A soft clear of your throat alerts Gale of your presence and he turns to look at you, eyebrows knitted together in his usual look of disappointment, eyes flicking to the debris at his feet.
"I've done it again."
"That you have, my sweet.."
A lighthearted chuckle erupts from the wizard's throat and he tilts his head back, deep caramel eyes squeezing shut as his thumb and index finger reach up to pinch at the wrinkled bridge of his nose. His laugh is soothing. Thick like honey and velvet in your ears. He kicks at the mess, small white shards of what used to be a plate sliding into a small pile beside him. "Can't take my anywhere, it seems." He mumbles under his breath. Your nerves calm, feet shuffling around the shards on the wooden floor, finally settling in front of Gale's shorter frame. Long arms circle around his neck like constricting vines and you place the softest kiss to his prickly chin. Warmth pools in your belly. Moments like this bring such peace to your otherwise hectic days. Bliss. Comfort. Careful hands settle on your hips, fingertips digging into the plush meat hidden beneath your robe. His eyes meet yours and your heart skips a million beats.
"My Goddess.. Any other pales in comparison."
His Goddess. Knowing of Gale's previous lover, and just how that went, his nickname for you always strikes a strange chord. You hadn't felt worthy of such a name before. Never heard it muttered so easily toward you, either. Yet here he stands, staring up at you as if you were Mystra herself during his younger years, before the Orb. His eyes sparkle. Glow, even. Little sparks of weave seem to dance around the two of you as you drink each others' company in, in your little tower in Waterdeep. Your closeness makes your stomach ache with desire. The mutual heaving of chests as you both breathe in each others' scents causes your mind to wander. Absentminded fingers twirl themselves in the soft hairs on the back of Gale's neck and he shudders at the sensation, hands gripping tighter at your hips, tight enough to bruise.
Hungry lips meet his, nearly sucking the air straight from each others' lungs, a tight seal between your two mouths. Gale stumbles back against the counter and you press into him tightly. Your curves fit against him like the most perfect puzzle piece and he lets out a primal groan, his hands moving from your luscious hips to the globes of your ass, clawing and kneading at the flesh covered by a thin layer of silk. The very silk robe he'd gifted you the day you moved to Waterdeep with him. "Woven by the gods themselves." he joked. It's the very robe you spotted in the window of Figaro's shop in Baldur's Gate while you'd still been traveling with your little friends behind your eyes. He took notice of the color. Eggplant purple. His favorite color on himself, and as he soon realized, on you. You'd talked about that robe for at least a tenday. Gawking with Astarion over the lace trim, the careful stitching, the high quality material. It seemed so royal to you. So foreign and new and wealthy. Gale bought it the day you spotted it and, somehow, kept it hidden for weeks. Tucked it away amongst his small pile of belongings in camp. Lucky for him you fell just as in love with him as he had with you, so his gift did not go to waste.
Warm hands work their way under the robe to leave careful claw marks down your thighs. The grunt that leaves your lips is enough of a sign to Gale. He's got you right where he wants you. Heat burns like the fires of the nine hells between your legs and you squeeze them together to dull the desperate ache settling within. Your lover takes notice, forceful hands adjusting your position so you're turned swiftly around and end up bent over the table in the middle of the kitchen, cheek pressed firmly into the oak. It takes a moment to blink yourself from your daze. You hadn't even noticed Gale's powerful grip on your hair with one hand, the other pressing into the small of your back to keep you against the surface of the table. His hips knock against your ass, the thick bulge in his leggings an indicator of how this evening is going to play out. You can't help but grin, cheek still squished into the wood beneath you, a small puddle of drool forming at the corner of your mouth.
"Wait here." Gale growls. His hands leave you for a moment and you not dare move from your spot. Minutes pass, feeling like hours, and the sudden softness of what feels like some kind of rope trails up one thigh, along your ass, and down the other thigh. You gasp at the sensation. Gale's foot kicks gently at the inner parts of your ankles, signaling for you to part your legs. You follow obediently and step each foot to the side. "Good.." he grunts, fiddling with the knot on the rope to release its length. Testing the waters, you wiggle your almost bare ass into the air, the silk fabric of your robe wrinkling and riding up to reveal your sex, already dripping with excitement. Pupils blown wide, he sinks to his knees to marvel at the sight, nose nudging against your warmth. You yelp against the table, hands reaching back to guide his head exactly where you want him. He dodges your grasp and lands a swift thwip of the silk rope against your ass, leaving a delicious red line.
"Not yet. Not until you cry for me."
You mewl from the pain, your pathetic sounds not deceiving Gale for even a second. He'd watched you take quite the beating from Abdirak in the Selunite outpost. Heard your exaggerated cries for help. Watched you grip at the bloodied bricks as the Servant of Loviatar landed blow after blow against your back, bottom, and legs. Reveled at the way you flashed a grin at Astarion when he asked for an encore. He also heard the way you pleasured yourself that very night. The way you moaned for more, hand plunging deep in your leathers while you sat in that clearing, blissfully unaware that someone was watching. Your filthy sounds and words lived in his mind during your travels together, and he pondered long and hard about how to give you the same pleasure you'd felt while earning Loviatar's blessing. How he, a learned wizard from Waterdeep, could expand his horizons and delve deep into your most depraved desires. And so he did just that. Read every book he could find on the subject. Studied every word again and again until he felt he was ready. And your first night together was nothing short of god-like. Every night tangled up together after that has been exactly the same. An intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure that opened new doors Gale never thought to unlock in the first place, let alone take a step through.
Your tall frame remains bent over the dinner table and Gale takes a step back to assess his next move. The silk rope glides between his fingers with skillful ease as he unravels it, one tail end wrapping tightly around his hand while the slack end hangs around his knees. You wait with baited breath. Wait for the next blow. The next move. Anything. Searing pain shoots down your legs as you're granted momentary release, the rope leaving a hot stripe across your other ass cheek now. You cry out, jaw falling open. "Yes, yes.. So good for me. Louder." Then another hit. Thwip. And another. And another. Black spots invade your vision, your sex absolutely weeping between your thighs now. Deep purple bruises speckle the almost broken skin and Gale runs his fingers over the lashes, grinning as you hiss from his touch. "G-Gale.. P-Please.." You beg, a whimper causing your voice to crack.
"Arms behind your back for me. Remain obedient and you'll be rewarded."
You fold your arms behind your back, chest pressing firmly into the table now, almost uncomfortably. The rope finds a new home wrapped tightly around the upper part of your arms, intricate knots attaching your two arms together as one unit. The remaining rope ends snake between your legs on either side of your sex, the almost burning friction making you shift in your spot with excitement. More knots keep the rope steady, your robe pulled up and out of the way to allow the rope to connect with the restraints on your arms. You stand there, wrapped like a Midwinter present. Gale takes another step back to admire his work, his hand palming at the painful erection in his leggings. "Aren't you beautiful.." He mumbles. Your lover moves toward you once more, lips connecting to the deep purple bruises on your raised ass. He groans at the taste of you, the sweetness in your sweat, the musk emanating from between your thighs, the metallic tang of your blood from the small cuts the rope left behind on your skin.
Strong hands tug you closer to him. His nose probes between your ass cheeks, tongue lapping at your sex with a feverish pace that makes your knees buckle. "Gods, Gale!" You yell against the oak table, head unable to lift itself because of the way he's so expertly pinned you there. Rendered you completely hopeless. At his mercy. You dig your nails into your own forearms. Gale lands a hefty smack to either side of your ass cheeks, squishing his face between them as he devours you. The knot in your belly tightens, winds tighter and tighter, threatening to snap with each flick of his tongue. With each slap to your skin. You moan, yell, scream, cry out, drool all over yourself. The assault of his tongue halts and he grins as you keen back at him from the lack of stimulation.
He repeats this over and over, denying you each time you nearly topple over the precipice of ecstasy. One hand slips into Gale's leggings and he palms at his angry cock, precum slick against the velvet fabric. Quiet moans rumble against you and you tense completely. "I'm almost- I need to- Gods, Gale please!" Your voice is desperate. Broken. Absolutely drunk with pleasure. Still he denies you. Teases you. Breaks you even further. With a swift motion, Gale stands, his free hand moving between your legs to cup your sex, rubbing against it at a furiously slow pace. His other hand remains inside of his leggings, working his cock to his own end selfishly. The wizard leans against the table to look at you, teeth catching his plush bottom lip as he admires how much of a mess you've become. The shiny drool covering the tabletop around your face. His hand leaves his cock, fingers probing at your parted lips and you move your tongue out against them, tasting the salt of his seed, eyes blinking innocently up at him as he continues to move his hand against you just enough to deny you of your orgasm further. He smiles sweetly at you, watching your tongue work against his fingers. Caramel eyes scan over your body and he leans in to mumble softly into your ear.
"Have I ever told you how incredible you look in purple?"
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wambsgansshoelaces · 3 months
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blurb 4 of blurb night eeeeee!!!
Sleepy
Gregory Hirsch x Reader
prompt: “I need some sleepy Greg just enjoying the early morning dare it be the don’t start work till later or even a lil stay in after a night out.!!”
this was so much fun to write!! shout out to the homie mittos, thank u for requesting i love youuuu <3 I hope u love it
Word Count: 690
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Head buried in his chest, legs intertwined with his, arms hooked around his torso. The sheets are warm, he’s warm.
Greg’s fingers dig into your back, holding you to him tightly. Even in his sleep, he can’t let you go. He refuses to. You wake up slowly, blinking away the grogginess. You shift, pulling yourself upward, readjusting to instead tuck your face in the crook of his neck.
His hand comes to the back of your neck, and you feel his lips press to the side of your head.
“You’re up?” you ask quietly.
He grunts noncommittally, his arms going to wind around your waist. His palm smooths over your hip before climbing up your spine, the way he knows you like. His eyes are still closed. His lashes are long, dark, fluffy. His face is serene- he’s at peace with you in his arms.
His hands rub up and down your body, one at your hip, the other at your back. You sigh and readjust again, hooking your arms around his neck and bringing his head to the crook of your neck. He presses a kiss to the skin right under his mouth before turning so that he can nuzzle further into you. Your fingers find his hair, stroking. You scratch gently at his scalp, and his breathing deepens once again.
You’d gone out together the night before, an ‘adventure date’, as he’d called it. You’d walked to and through Times Square, admiring the lights. He’d never been before, surprisingly. He’d attributed it to his initial brokeness and then to the general decrease in time to himself he’d experienced after starting at Waystar. Hand in hand, you’d spent the entire night out at dinner then exploring. The night out had also produced some of your favorite photos of you and Greg- the two of you trying on silly hats in a gift shop, the both of your faces squished together in a mirror out on the street.
Greg had surprised you the night before. He’d taken what feels like millions and millions of photos of just you. You giggling sitting across from him at the restaurant. Your face staring up at him from his point of view out on the sidewalk. You walking ahead of him, surrounded by the Times Square billboard lights, your hand gripping his.
When the two of you had gotten home last night, you’d noticed he’d changed the wallpaper on his phone to a picture of you staring out the window of the restaurant, a giddy grin splitting your face. You remember the stupid joke he’d told- it wasn’t even funny. You’d just laughed because he was giggling while speaking.
Fully awake now, you attempt sliding out of bed, but Greg’s vice grip on you keeps you from going anywhere.
“Don’t leave,” he whines, voice raspy from overnight’s misuse. “Why’re you trying to leave me?”
He pulls you back, and now his chest is pressed against your back. You let out an airy laugh, his lips brushing over your jaw. “I need to pee, Greg.”
“Will you come back fast? Please? For me?”
“I’ll be quick, don’t worry.”
He plants a final kiss to your cheek before rolling over, taking his arms with him. You sit up, leaning over him. You give his shoulder a squeeze, pressing your lips to his neck. He makes a satisfied noise in response, still not opening his eyes.
You’re in and out of the bathroom as quickly as you can. When you pad back into your bedroom, you find Greg sprawled out on the bed, arms and legs askew, snoring lightly. You smile down at him, crawling back onto the mattress. You try fitting yourself back into him, but he’s spread out starfish-style.
It’s as if he can read your mind, though, because the moment your near him, he brings his limbs back into him. In his sleep, he reaches for you, and you fold yourself back into him.
“Mm,” he murmurs subconsciously, pulling you flush against him and burying his face back into your neck.
You pepper kisses into his hair. You suppose you’ll just let him sleep.
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devskindawritingblog · 4 months
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Drunken Love
Drunk!Laura Lee x reader
AN: eeeeee! I love Laura Lee and this is her first fic so I’ll see how it goes. I got another request for her so I’m so excited to start that after my other requests. Thank you so much I had fun writing this one. She might be a little ooc but that’s kinda the point I guess you act different when you’re drunk. Laura lees text is in yellow, Lottie’s is in purple and vans is in orange. Also I didn’t grammar or spell check this because I was tired and it takes so long so if there is a mistake I’m sorry but don’t tell me ☹️.
word count rounded : 1.1k
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Laura Lee has always been the literal definition of innocence. She would drag you to church with her to watch her sing. Everytime she slept over she would pray, kneeled next to your bed. You found it a little silly but if it makes her happy you don’t mind at all. 
She is so sweet. Always caring and being nice to others. You don’t even think you have seen her swear before. If you could get a dollar for everytime she said  “Oh my goodness” you would be rich. 
You both go to parties together all the time. Laura Lee, like the actual angel she is, never drinks or does drugs. Except for tonight that is.
You both showed up to Lottie’s house party. Laura Lee is dressed in a pretty floral patterned dress. One of many she owns. Lottie and Laura Lee are pretty close to being best friends. Lottie always invites her even if Laura Lee doesn’t like to drink.
You walk in and Lottie rushes over, happy to see you too.
“Hey. What’s up guys? Can I get you anything.” Lottie says hugging Laura Lee and then you. You get something simple not wanting to over do it tonight. Laura Lee is going to drive you home so you're all set. 
Lottie hands you your drink and you and Laura Lee make your way through the party settling down next to Van and Tai on the couch. 
“Hey guys!” You say sitting down next to them. The 3 of you engage in some small talk. Lottie walks back over and asks Laura Lee to be her beer pong partner but they will give her juice if they get it in her cup. 
She hesitates for a second but decides that she wants to have fun tonight so she agrees and Lottie drags her off. You continue joking around with Van and Tai for about an hour  and you're so caught up in the conversation you don’t even drink your drink. So it goes warm and you decide you don’t want to get drunk tonight, so you toss it.
“Hey is Laura Lee uh drunk?” Van says unsure as she looks over your shoulder. You furrow your brows in confusion. Drunk? That sounds nothing like your girlfriend. You turn to look where Van is pointing and spot your girlfriend giggling and hanging off a concerned but amused looking Lottie. Laura Lee notices you and her eyes light up. She smiles and walks over quicker plopping into your lap. You laugh a little very amused a lot confused on how she got so drunk.
“Hey baby I love you sooooooo much.” She slurs a bit her voice dragging out as she giggles. She leans down wrapping her arms around your neck and peppering a bunch of kisses on your face.
“I love you too baby. Lottie? What did you do to her.” You say looking up at her.
“Ok dont be mad but half way through beer pong we ran out of juice for Laura Lee and she accidently downed a full cup of beer but then didn't spit it out . I guess Laura Lee cant hold her alcohol.” She says shrugging clearly also very drunk as well.
Lottie walks away to go see Jackie and Shauna as you turn your attention back to your overly drunk girlfriend. “Babbyyyyyyyyyy Your face is so beautiful.” She says with such love in her eyes. Her pupils are dilated and shes so giggly.
“Thank you Lee, Your face is beautiful too cutie.” You say laughing at your girlfriends state. She finds that really amusing grabbing your cheeks and squeezing pressing kisses to your nose. Suddenly she narrows her eyes at you.
“I cant do this. Ok. I have a girlfriend and I love them a lot.” She says sounding dead serious . You burst into giggles. “Lee I am your girlfriend.” “Ohhhhhh right!” She smiles widely as she attacks you with kisses again. You laugh giving her a little kiss back.
As the night goes on she gets more and more sleepy. By the end of the party she is in your lap curled up with her face tucked into the crook of your neck. She is murmuring incoherent words to you as you nod along to her.
Its time to go home . You haven't thought about how you were going to get her home yet. You stand up also helping her with some support. She slings her arm over your shoulder abd leans into you. She is less talkative and more giggly. 
You walk her over to your car placing her in the passenger seat and getting in the drivers seat to bring her back to your own house. You help your girlfriend stumble over to your house giggling a bit as she struggles.
You finally get her into your room and sit her down on your bed. She is still very drunk and staring up at you with glazed over eyes. “Hiiiiiiii. Guess what?” She says as you roll your eyes playfully but your not annoyed with her
“What?” You say sitting next to her on your bed.
“I love you.” She says just as happy as the first time and the millionth time this night.
“I love you to Lee.” You say smiling sweetly as you give her a kiss on the nose. “Come on baby lets go to bed and ill take care of you in the morning.” You say cuddling next to her as you wrap both of you in your bed.
Laura Lee cuddles into your arms still mumbling on and on until she eventually falls asleep. You wake up in the morning the sunlight streaming through your blinds. You look down and Laura Lee is still sleeping on your chest. You smile stroking her hair and giving her a little kiss on her forehead.
She slowly wakes up blinking awake and instantly squeezing her eyes shut and groaning turning her face so its tucked away from the light.
“Owwww, why is it so bright.” She whines pulling the blanket over both of your heads as you giggle. “ Your hungover Lee.” You say pulling her close and giving her a little kiss.
“I feel so gross. Why do people even drink this stuff.” She says dramatically as you giggle a little. 
“Don’t worry I’ll take care of you my big baby.” You tease pulling her into another kiss. 
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Now, before I begin - just a clear reminder that The Space Trolls Species and Space Kingdom rightfully belong to @x-elyssa-x, not me. If you are interested in learning more about them and their culture, please ask and learn about them from Ely - she is the true mastermind and creator about The Space Trolls after all~✨Thank-you!👍🏻
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ And now fellow Trolls fans, I present to you...JD's Space Bride, Amalthea & Their Space Pop Triplets~!👰🏽💒🌟🍼
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With such amazing help and tips from Ely, you cannot imagine how thrilled and wonderfully proud I am to have brought all these darling treasures to life~!!😍🤩😍EEEEEE, SO PROUD~!!😭💓💓😭 I am just in love with Amalthea's wedding attire and bouquet, they turned out just how I wanted them to be~🥰🥰🥰And see the hug-time bracelet she's wearing? That is a really old yet special one I designed, given to her and worn by Grandma Rosiepuff herself (she's of course alive and well in this AU😌) Her husband made it for her and now, she wishes for Ama to wear it for her special day~💝🪷 Boy, John Dory sure is feeling the happiest and most blessed troll alive, a real lucky fella for sure~💖🥹Especially since there's three new additions to the family!😮❣️❣️ JJ (John/Johnathan Junior, JD chose that name specially) Crescent and Una (both chosen by Ama, specially) - John and Amalthea's very own Space Pop Triplets~!🌟🌙✨ You cannot imagine the true happiness that was seen and heard when Ama brought their three new precious eggs into the world~ There were so many tears of pure joy - especially from John, bless him~💚;W; I had so much fun creating all above, including the triplets' eggs and hope you all like too, my dears!💕👍🏻😊I also can't thank my dear Ely enough for the help and remember if you are interested in the species, @x-elyssa-x's the gal and expert to ask!👈🏻😉
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Space Trolls (c) @x-elyssa-x~💜 Amalthea & Space Pop Triplets (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!) DreamWorks Trolls (c) DreamWorks Animation
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mrsbsmooth · 6 months
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1. I take back everything I said about Alex. If you pick someone else as the one who’s never had a one night stand he’s like “surprise surprise this one was actually me”. Like he absolutely owns that he’s not a player.
He is absolutely growing on me lol.
2. The drama this volume was 🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌 and fucking REALISTIC!!!!! People getting upset over their partners numbers or history, bombshells revealing drama or being the catalyst for it, prior cheating EEEEEE
3. THIS YELLOW DRESS IS CUTE!!!!!!
4. Travis is boring
5. Vicky is wife I will have her or I will die
6. It’s Tom 2.0 I guarantee it
7. Fuck. I hate being right.
8. What a fun volume. We learned that Travis once caught someone and saved them from falling. We also learned that Estelle is about to catch these hands!
Summary:
Fusebox are actually eating this season up and this volume was written by actual people I guarantee it
(But why so many boys next door where’s my F1 driver)
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eddiesxangel · 6 days
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OH MY GOD ITS ME IM THE NONNIE 💄
i think about them all the time! their careers, their two girls, just what their life is like!
EEEEEE ILY
They both took a little break to raise the baby, who I believe I named Lila Rose? ( I tried finding the original post but couldn’t) She is a real mix of the both of you. She’s bubbly and active and loooooooves sports which throws you and Eddie for a loop bc mother of you are athletically inclined. You think it’s her grandpas influence bc she would watch baseball with him when he came to help when she was first born. He would prop her up on him while they both sat in his chair and watched the games. She also LOVES her big sister and her big sister LOVES her. She wants to be just like her.
Speaking of Violet Rose, she is much much better. She got into modelling just like her biological mother. VR reached out and wanted to know more about that side of the family. They have a cordial relationship but Poppy will forever be her mom. 🥺 She’s also an LGBTQ + icon and She’s dating a girlypop named Brina and is in looooooooove. They will probably get married.
But back to the main characters. Eddie is still so obsessed with Angel. Especially during pregnancy (talk about breeding kink he didn’t know he had) he LOVED watching you grow the baby. He didn’t let you do anything and you kind got annoyed with him bc damn. Eventually he lightened up and let you do things but also you used it slightly to your advantage. Especially the foot rubs.
Once you had little Lila Rose he fell even more in love with you. Watching you become a mom?! talk about boner alert. 🚨🚨🚨
You and Eddie also have worked on a bunch of music together. Not a collaboration bc your music styles are waaaaaaaaay too different but you are each others muses so the BOPS you produce are 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻
Corroded Coffin got a Vegas residency for a few months so you and him and your toddler move (VR is living on her own at this point) and it’s fun but you eventually got back to LA in the new house you and Eddie bought together. It’s your favourite place to be.
Eddie also bought a new house in Italy that isn’t tainted. It’s in a completely different city but on the coast and Lila Rose loves the private jet, she’s such a diva about it but it’s too cute bc she’s only 2.
I really should write a little blurb about the honeymoon bc you know they’re FILTHY 😪😫
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