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haystarlight · 3 months

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What if mlp characters had Tumblr

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I have a princess conference in the morning but that won't stop me from staying up till 3 am on AO3. Mama needs her bedtime stories

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OP go to sleep or I will eat your crown

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All of you are like "would you fuck your clone?" hypothetically but, in practice, clones are too dumb to give consent and that's the real reason why I didn't sleep with any of my clones when I had the chance

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OP you still have a chance

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It's always "take off the evil amulet! it's corrupting your mind!" and never "oh! you look so pretty in your new amulet!"

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Celestia forbid ladies do anything

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Um, would you guys please stop voting for my boyfriend?

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I take it as a compliment

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I am offended

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Y'all know how some families got a gay cousin and all 'em other cousins are straight? Well mah family's the opposite. Ah don't even think we got a straight cousin!

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Mah sister says we have to assimilate other ponies into our family so the family name don't die out. She would do numbers here

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GUYS I'M SO SORRY FOR THE DELAYS

I've just been on the hospital (again) cause I got zapped by lightning (again)

But I promise I'll update my Daring Do/Reader fic as soon as I can! Thanks for the patience, love you guys!

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It's okay, take your time! I'll just reread the old chapters in the meantime

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NO!!! YOU WILL GO TO SLEEP!!!

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"how are you so good at fashion" well you'd be an expert in fashion too if you'd spent 20 years in the closet

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My sister in Celestia that closet was made of glass

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Nothing like coming back from exhile just to find your bedroom was replaced by a whole ass forest

Some people have no respect for others belongings

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I don't control the growing of the magical forest, bitch

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Rude

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Don't think I forgot about that time in 500 B.E. that you stole my ice cream

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You can't hurt me I have mommy AND daddy issues I'm unstoppable

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OP do you need me to adopt you

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I would love that actually

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*levitates my cat out of the way so I can use the sewing machine, which I need for my job*

my cat: YOU LIFT OPALESCENCE?!?!???! YOU LIFT HER WITH YOUR WICKED SORCERY?!??!!!! YOU ASSERT CONTROL OVER HER WITH YOUR MAGIC?!?!??! OHHHHH!!! MOTHER IS EVIL!!!!!

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I agree with the cat

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Girlfriend is out of town all week so I'm gonna dye my mane and tail green

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WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING

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She's all my self control

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Back in my day we tagged our fanfiction properly. There's a difference between / and & you rufians

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Shut up old lady

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YOU'RE OLDER THAN ME

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Sure, sex is great but does *your* husband help you check all your shipping fanfiction for grammar errors? Didn't think so

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She's everything, he's just Ken

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Happy to be of service 🫡

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changes · 1 year

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Friday, April 28th, 2023

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queen-of-reptiles · 5 months

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description: In which one of laia and y/n have always aggravated one another and it all comes to a head at the derby

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laia aleixandri x female reader

disclaimer: I am in now way saying laia is bi-sexual or lesbian, this is all fiction

warnings: language, angst, it is a little spicy

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y/n Ready for the blues ... ❤️

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username1: Come on!!! UNITED ❤️❤️

username2: awww look at Ella! 🥹🥹

username3: Cannot wait for our yearly y/n x laia showdown

username4: don't even ! I am so excited lmaoooooo 😂😂

ellatoone: jesus is that what I look like?

y/n: yh I know, hideous 😩

ellatoone: little shit 🤨

alessiarusso99: HAHAHAHA 😂

1maryearps: was this before or after you had pelted me with water??? 😶

y/n: before :) 😌

katiezelem: ❤️

y/n: love youuuu

lauren_hemp: Excited to see ya! 💙

y/n: omg same!! ❤️

username5: always forget they are besties! 😂

username6: show em how its done!!

username7: Star girl!! 🌟🌟🌟

username8: LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

lj10: 😚

y/n: 😚

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username1: this game is so violent jesus ☹️

username2: y/n's on fire tho, so I don't care tbf 🔥🔥

username3: NUTS LAIA SHE HAS JUST NUT MEGGED LAIA 😭

username4: GO ON! ZELEM PEN

username5: jesus Laia is really gunning for y/n today, she better watch out! 😑

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y/n grunted once more as she sprawled out along the floor, Laia huffing in annoyance as the ref gave her a final warning before a card. The foul was given and a free kick set up.

Katie stood behind y/n hands on her shoulders as she whispered encouragement in the girl's ear. It was 1-1 and two minutes before half time.

y/n breathed in, pulling back before sending her foot through the ball and off to the left of Keating, the next bulging as y/n let out a shout of triumph.

Ella got to her first, flinging her thinner frame onto her, screaming in happiness as united crowded around the midfielder. The group all parted, moving back to their positions as Laia walked past y/n watching her.

y/n couldn't help but send a wink Laia's way finding considerable joy in the way the vein in her neck bulged in annoyance. Laia's jaw clenched, clearly troubled with the way she gave away the free kick.

The whistle blew soon enough and the crowd was engulfed in a sea of red as the cheers bounced. The united girls walked toward the tunnel, several pats being bounced off of y/n's shoulder.

Laia moved past y/n, her shoulder pushing past as she walked toward the Man City room and y/n scoffed, noticing they were the only ones in the corridor.

"Grow up Aleixandri." y/n warned the girl, pulling at her ponytail.

"Learn to take a hit, l/n." Laia hissed back, y/n turned on her heel facing Laia as she smirked.

"Learn not to give the free kicks, and I wouldn't score them." y/n winked before walking into the changing room, a string of Spanish curses following her.

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The second half was no let up from the first, City came hard and fast, and Laia was once again harsh to y/n and stuck to her like glue, but y/n had enough by then.

She started jostling back, her tackles rougher than they could have been, her shoulder's definitely bruised from the amount of contact they had received.

Laia had made a great run, her shot was perfect, and it would have gone in, if not for the sliding united midfielder who cleared it off the line and into Ella who booted it away.

Laia let out a yell of annoyance as she watched Mary hug y/n in relief, grateful for her all or nothing attitude as she flung herself to the ground to stop a goal.

The corner was prepared and Laia pressed her back against y/n's front, Laia's shoulder just blocking y/n's view due to their height difference.

y/n huffed in annoyance as she placed her hands on Laia's waist, in between all the shoving in the box her movements were completely unnoticed.

"Is it weird I quite like having you pressed against me like this?" y/n whispered in Laia's ear, just as the corner was taken, stunned completely, Laia paused.

Mary caught the ball and y/n was already gone. Katie received the ball from Mary, and while Laia tried to sprint back to her position, y/n had received the through ball from her captain and hammered it home.

The gleeful laugh let out by y/n was drowned out by the screams and cheers of the crowd. However, Laia could not hear them, all she could hear was her own blood, pumping in her head.

"That was not fair." Laia hissed as y/n jogged past her, but the player ignored her completely, setting herself in her position.

The whistle blew and y/n intercepted a pass from Jill, sending it through to Ella, just as a hand gripped her wrist and she was sent flying back.

"What the fuck?" y/n asked Laia, hands flying up as she raced to her feet.

"Oh, did that hurt?" Laia mocked, eyes sparkling as Ella moved y/n away, muttering calming words as Laia scoffed at her booking.

Not even two minutes later, she made another anger driven tackle. y/n was the only one up the pitch, she had slid through Greenwood and began a run down the right wing when she felt it.

Weirdly enough, Laia had meant to get the ball, she had not intended to hurt y/n in the slightest, but as soon as she caught her ankle she knew.

y/n all but flipped, her body colliding with Laia's, temple into the Spanish girl's elbow and y/n was suddenly on the floor un-moving. Lauren yelped, kicking the ball out of play as she ran to her best friend.

"What are you doing that for?" She yelled at her teammate who couldn't speak, only watch the trickle of blood which had formed from a cut on her brow.

"I- I..." Laia began, but the whistle blew and the familiar red card was shown at her, the girl sighing and walking off ignoring the boo's that followed, her mind only on the girl who she had just crumbled before her.

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username1: jesus that was a bad tackle 😶😶

username2: lauren is so worried as well, I don't blame her, it was so crazy 😳

username3: I have never seen someone fold like that.

username4: The fact it is five minutes after and she has only just woken up is horrifying. 😥😥

username5: what was Aleixandri thinking???

username6: She should spend more time off the pitch for it, it is a straight red offence really

username7: you can tell she didn't mean to do it, she as white as a sheet when she realised and then instantly cradled y/n's head. It was a mistake

username8: Hope y/n is okay! ❤️

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y/n groaned again, annoyed by the aching in her head as she tried to block out the lights of the locker room. Ella had packed her car for her, but the midfielder had demanded that she shower before she went home.

Ella had offered to drive her back, but she had denied, saying Lauren would because they lived together anyway, and her blonde best friend was not upset about the game, merely worried for her injury.

The stitches which sat above her eyebrow were uncomfortable and tight as they pinched her skin. y/n pulled her final shoe on and walked toward the door.

There were many things y/n kind of expected, Laia Aleixandri to be waiting outside the locker room, was not one. She had her nail in her mouth, biting nervously.

"Are you okay?" Laia asks, as soon as she sees y/n who sends her a confused look.

"Yeah, concussion out for a few weeks due to its severity." y/n nodded, her voice low as she rocked back on her heels.

"I see." Laia nodded, she then sighed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She adds.

"Yeah, well you'd been gunning for me all game, didn't realise you would actually get a shot." y/n chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly.

"You make me so mad, do you know?" Laia asks, and y/n chuckles slightly.

"Yeah, I got that honestly." She hums and Laia sighs.

"So quick, so strong, so good." Laia lists, her eyes almost hard with annoyance. "So pretty." Laia adds quietly, but y/n could hear it.

"You think I'm pretty?" y/n teases Laia, but the woman did something she hadn't expected.

"Yes. Gorgeous in fact." Laia hums, stepping forward, and in her panic, y/n pretty much falls against the wall behind her, as Laia brings her feet to touch y/n's the bodies so close to touching.

y/n couldn't function her entire brain had been pushed into overdrive by the sweet scent of Laia's perfume, which seemed to cling to her like a frightened child.

"Where's that sharp tongue of yours now, mi amor?" Laia asks, the Spanish slipping off her tongue made y/n's eyes roll in pleasure, which Laia watched with a smug smirk.

"Please." y/n whispered, letting her smug attitude sink below as she tried to focus on anything other than Laia's lips hovering above her own.

"Please what amor?" Laia whispers.

"Bésame." y/n whispered, Laia was clearly shocked at the use of her native language, assuming y/n didn't know Spanish. She would be right mainly, y/n only knew a few words, 'kiss me' being one of them.

Laia paused and y/n pressed up, their lips meeting with power, heads tilting, hands gripping at whatever would steady them, for y/n it was Laia's broad shoulders.

For Laia, it was the slight dip in y/n's waist, her hands gripping tightly and pulling her close as she leaned down and further in. y/n's tongue traced along Laia's bottom lip.

The Spaniard opened her mouth and y/n expected to be able to enter it, but she had other ideas, sliding one hand from her waist to slide her fingers across y/n's chin, Laia took control.

y/n couldn't think as Laia infected her, with her touch, her kiss, her scent, all she could think about is doing this for the rest of her life, if y/n was put on this earth to kiss Laia Aleixandri and only Laia, so be it.

The two pulled away, panting and holding tight, delicately Laia brushed her thumb over the stitched on y/n's head and sighed as she pecked her lips.

"We'll come back." a voice says and Lauren turns away, trying to grab Ella who had paused mouth open wide.

"No we won't." Ella denies. "What the f-"

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y/n let her win

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username1: wtf 🤯🤯

username2: They're hanging out????

1maryearps: I don't get how you make your photos so aesthetic? 🤨

y/n: I will teach you my young padawan! 😚

username3: maybe they became friends after the derby

username4: why do I kinda ship??? 😌😌

username5: OMG enemies to lovers, ficlet, 6k words omg I would love it 😭🩷

ellatoone: she throws a right tantrum if you don't

y/n: yeah figured that one out!

laiaaleixandri: lies!

alessiarusso99: damn and with how much you like winning that must have hurt...

y/n: didn't hurt as much as I thought

username6: has anyone seen y/n's eyebrow in the new training vid?? it looks awful!

username7: I am sure it is healing!

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laiaaleixandri if you want to get a girlfriend... knock her out!

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y/n please don't try what Laia suggested... next time just talk to her!

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loved writing the ficlets for this one i won’t lie!!!!!

Queenie xx

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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!Dabi taking care of a tired reader!

scenario:-reader comes home tired as fuck,dabi sees em and cuddles ensue

pairing:-dabi x gn!reader

genre:-fluff/comfort

For @fallenssun

You’d just come back to your apartment after what felt like the longest day of ur life

You darted to the shower,eager to relieve yourself of your dirty old clothes.

Once you came out,toweling your hair as you made your way down to your little kitchen to make yourself a little snacc,you noticed that the tv was turned on...

You cautiously made your way to your living,the towel youd been using just moments before,now your only weapon against a possible intruder

You peaked around the corner to notice a familiar pOoF of black hair

You exhaled loudly which caught your ever vigilant boyfriends attention

Her turned his head to shoot you a little wave and gestured to the space beside him on the couch

You practically floated towards him,like you were riding on clouds, and practically fell into his lap

“Hey you..” you said,staring at the man who held your heart like he had hung the stars 🌟

Thd goofy smile on your face made the ever-stoic ‘villain’ look down at you with a smirk on his face

“Hey y/n~”

His voice sounded gruff yet calming and you swore that each word made you fall in love all over again..

“When did you get here Tou?”you asked,and unbeknownst to you,your use of that little nickname just happened to give him butterflies

“Like 10 minutes ago.”

“Dam you had time to clean up and change in 10?”

“🤷🏻‍♂️”

You turned your head from your position in his lap just a little to fully take in his outfit

He was wearing a grey hoodie and his black sweats,a completely simple outfit that you absolutely loved

He personally didn’t get it but hed heard you fangirling to one of your besties and had tried to wear it as often as possible ever since🥰

“You look good....warm...” you said,hugging him closer.

He could clearly see that you were tired and he knew how this would end so he let you snuggle in a little,one hand lightly massaging your scalp,the other tracing soothing patterns on your back

And just as predicted,you were out like a light in under five minutes

He looked down at your peacefully sleeping form and smiled lightly to himself

Something about you bein comfortable enough and safe enough around him to just

Fall asleep in his lap

Just made his heart flutter again

After a few more seconds of waiting to make sure you really were out cold,he picked you up and carried u to your shared bedroom

He placed you down on the covers before getting into his boxer and climbing in himself

The moment he hit the sheets you instinctively came closer to him and snuggled into his side

Now dabi wasn’t really muchh of a cuddler(at first) but at moments like this when he knew you wouldn’t know,he held you closer

Closer than your tight good bye hugs and closer than youd ever know

In those silent moments he held onto you like he was gonna wake up and lose you.so dangerously close yet so tenderly soft and secure

It was at these moments that he was the most vulnerable,when even HE felt the safest

The next morning you woke up tangled together,you felt better rested than you had in a while and you knew it definitely had something(everything) to do with the man beside you.

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

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equipebrasil · 2 months

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Ch-ch-changes…

🌟 Novidades

Vocês pediram, nós atendemos: criamos um novo documento de suporte com informações sobre como o Tumblr recomenda conteúdo.

O Tumblr Patio foi lançado para todos os assinantes da navegação sem anúncios.

A nova opção “Visualizar reblogue anterior” no menu de posts já está disponível para os usuários do iOS.

Lançamos um botão para desativar o compartilhamento de conteúdo de seus blogs públicos com terceiros, incluindo plataformas de IA que usam esse conteúdo para treinar modelos. Também estamos trabalhando com nossos parceiros para garantir que você tenha o máximo controle possível sobre o conteúdo utilizado.

🛠️ Melhorias

As tags populares deixaram de ser atualizadas em 22 de fevereiro, mas o problema já foi corrigido.

Agora, quando você atualiza uma coluna de atividades no Tumblr Patio os itens não lidos são corretamente alterados para lidos.

Agora, quando uma nota é excluída de um post, ela também é corretamente removida da Atividade.

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Estamos cientes de que está demorando mais do que o esperado para receber a exportação dos blogs. Já estamos trabalhando para acelerar o processo.

Está tendo algum problema? Preencha o formulário de ajuda e entraremos em contato com você assim que possível!

Deseja enviar comentários e sugestões? Confira o blog “Work in Progress” e comece a conversar com a comunidade.

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#atualização do tumblr

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togetherkru · 4 months

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🌟✨Happy New Year to all 🌟✨, and happy BFSN ! This is what my table looked like yesterday morning for a January 1 brunch with my friends. It was very good and friendly :-). I remain on this positive note to wish you all the best for 2024: happiness, joy and health ! I'm sending all of my mutuals and followers positive energy and strength for this new year !

Tagging : EVERYONE WHO WANTS TO JOIN (keep the chain going !) and especially @pendragaryen @natassakar @kizo2703 @geekyogicheese @carrieeve @roguetwelve @ninappon @astridandoddsandends @gabbagabbadoo @okmcintyre @lee-em-dee @heartbellamy @infp-with-all-the-feelings @igotbellarkeforthat @bookwormforalways @travllingbunny @jeanie205 @julibernardo

#bfsn #happy new year🌟✨#2024 #LOTS OF LOVE TO YOU ALL #i had many pb with my tags so don't be angry i tagged you 2 or 3 times XD

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loveofastarvingdog · 2 years

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you’re???? adorable??

hello i love you

#😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 <3 #posts that shine like stars 🌟✨🌃#ask and ye shall receive / knock and the door shall be opened #em tag🌉👒#tw emoji

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butvega · 1 year

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TA-LA-RI-CO! w. na jaemin

não há nada mais fascinante para jaemin na, em todo rio de janeiro, que o amor da ex namorada de seu melhor amigo.

tagged; br!au, na jaemin é carioca e malandro.

💓 talarico universe

I; temos todas opções.

II; pra viver dias melhores.

III; tu sabe que me tem na mão.

IV; pena que tu não se envolve.

V; ela roubou meu coração.

VI; olha que nem tinha revólver.

VII; agora eu tô na solidão.

VIII; faz favor devolve...

IX; e ela me jogou na parede.

X; falou que é um assalto.

XI; tirou minha blusa, tirou o salto.

XII; disse que gostava de me ver na praia.

XIII; gostava mais ainda de me ver no palco.

XIV; mas, quando ela passa, eu que aplaudo.

XV; me faz de banco, esquece o saldo.

XVI; pegou um drink pra nós dois.

🌟 BÔNUS;

UM EX TALARICO I

UM EX TALARICO II

#talarico #masterlist #na jaemin

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imafrealinrainbow478484 · 5 months

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Yahoo! Welcome to the Twisted Playhouse Daycare! (Ft. Mama Yuu!)

Welcome to the Twisted Playhouse! Here ya can ask the twst future kids all kinds of questions!

Here are their names! (In order of the picture of kids shown)

Rosita Rosehearts

Alice Trappola

Tresha Clover

Delia Spade

Alicia Trappola-Spade

Catlyn Diamond

Lia Kingscholar

Rolly Bucchi

Julia Howl

Azula Ashengrotto

Jaci and Jacilyn Leech

Flo and Flor Leech

Sunshine Al-Asim

Jewel Viper

Victoria Schoenheit

Euphoria Felmier

Riley Hunt

Ida and Ori Shroud

Malef Draconia

Lily and Silk Vanrouge

Serena Zigvolt

Chessie Pinka

Nora LeBlanche

Cosmic Viper

Maryin (not a kid of the twst bois, but kind part of the crew! (And totally not Lia's soon to be hubby look away teehee)

Lyrain! (Fusion of Lia and Mariyn)

Here ya can ask my future kids any type of questions!

🌟🌟🌈🌈Rules!🌈🌈🌟🌟

Please no NSFW, I'm 14 and the future kids are 6/4, therefore we are minors, and even thought Yuu's age is unknown I still find it weird!

Please be respectful to Yuu and the kids, yes they may be ocs/fictional characters but they're still people treat em like one k?

Feel free to share me your ocs! Id love to hear em! (Ocs interactions are okay too! ^^)

When asking the kids please specify who ya talking to, there's 28 of em, (Plus Mariyn and Lyrain, so please specify who ya talking to!)

And for the anon askers, lemme know if ya wanna have a nickname, since there might be a lot of anon askers, I don't want to get one anon confused for the other (ex: 🌈 anon, 🌟 anon)

If ya sent an ask and don't have it answered yet, don't feel bad! I usually just plan on doing stuff at a later time ➕ I might be busy!

Tags!

#twst kids answer stuff- when the kids answer questions!

#mama Yuu answers stuff- when Yuu answers a question

#superstar answers stuff- when me, the admin superstar answers stuf! ^^

#superstar's art- when I post my art!

#superstar's edits- when I post an edit I made!

#superstars announcements-when I make an announcement

Alsoo don't be afraid to DM me! I'd be happy to talk to y'all!

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chainmailchalamet · 9 months

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Run Rabbit, Run (Dark! Eddie Munson 🍒🪽) Pt. 3

tags: roommates to lovers, modern!metalhead!eddie munson(maybe not a complete face match to ST!Eddie, but his look is up to your imagination), predator/prey dynamic , a lil degradation, impact, knife play, jealousy, possessive behavior + language, dacryphilia, kind of fucked up intense dirty talk, face slapping, choking, morallygrey!eddie, they may or may not be completely human (also up to interpretation), and as usual always!black always!non-binary POV 🌟🍒

eddie is, by nature, patient.

patience is survival, always has been. his father was hot-headed, impulsive, reckless. moved through life without strategy, without a sense for the long game. and that got him nowhere but trouble — from one chaos to another, dragging eddie and his mama through it all, until mama woke up and said fuck this shit and dipped. because eddie’s mama was smart — selfish, sure. a shadow of a mother who let him wander off on his own because she couldn’t take the noise, couldn’t take the mess. liked to sit on her own near a lake or on the porch or on the steps of a trailer, smoking a cigarette and looking far away — eddie’d watch her sometimes, wait for her eyes to catch his, for her half-smile. and then she’d be gone, gone, gone again. dreaming of the day she could leave it all behind her, until one day she just did. left him a note, did it in her way: distantly affectionate, sorry but not ashamed, just a couple words — go find yourself some real love, and keep your ears clean for me x — and a phone number.

somehow, he understood it — knew that she just wasn’t really made for motherhood, that it just wasn’t her nature. he thought about her for a long time, tried to keep her whole in his memory, but in the end he just had pieces. a flash of wild dark hair, jasmine perfume, silver rings and cigarette smoke. faraway eyes, a wry smile.

when he called the number, it was wayne on the other end. sounded tired and sad and soft, like he’d been waiting for the call his whole life but still hoped he’d never get it. wayne picked up the phone and said she finally up and did it, huh? without a hint of judgment. eddie sniffled, went uh huh and wayne asked where his dad was at and eddie said nothing. and wayne, bless him, just got it. sighed a little, said real soft i’ll see you in the mornin’ ed, and that was that.

eddie learned from wayne what his father could never teach him -- to be gentle. wayne was the first man eddie had ever met who wore his softness with ease. He was soft with with words, gentle with his hands — he’d work graveyard shifts over at the garage, but spend the day doting on eddie, in his way. he was a little bit like his sister — he didn’t say too much, wasn’t loud about his affections, but. he tried. tried hard. took eddie to get his first library card, kept his face open and interested when eddie fell down the tolkien hole and stayed stuck, talked himself hoarse about the lore. wayne offered him an ear, asked him questions, teased him gently. how many breakfast’s they got? no wonder you like ‘em so much, they got your appetite!

which — with wayne’s cooking? anyone would eat themselves silly. the man knew how to make the most of what he got, and unlike most men, took pride in the time he spent in his mother’s kitchen. food’s the way to the heart, ed, it’s a labor of love.

eddie got it, watching wayne move through the kitchen with the utmost care, tending to each dish with a furrow between his brows. simmering the gravy for hours until the flavor was just right, standing over a grease pan with his tongs at the ready, cuz the trick to good chicken is the eyes, ed, you gotta keep your eyes on it. you gotta wait for that good brown, you’ll know it when you see it.

eddie learned patience in wayne’s little kitchen -- plucking greens, sorting through black eyed peas, developing that sense of rhythm that every good cook possessed. it was slow work, it was work that required gentle hands and a certain kind of sensitivity. knowing when a smidge was a smidge and a pinch was a pinch, because the difference was clear in the biscuits, in their fluff and their crust. the difference was in wayne’s reaction — in whether he went mm, that’s good, ed or whether he went well, fuck me. eddie lived for that difference, for the satisfaction of making wayne (hard-working, opening his home to eddie, no questions asked, wayne) close his eyes and breathe real deep with satisfaction. cooking him up something so good that he slept good, that his cheeks flushed up and he went to work whistling. eddie became, in a way, kind of addicted to providing -- it made him feel worthy, made him feel full.

made him feel full like the way music felt, like he could burst from it — he’d finger through wayne’s records while he was out at work, forming a taste for roots, bluegrass, jazz and rock. slim harpo and mama thornton and the family stone. etta james on sunday mornings, fleetwood on summer nights, ann peebles when he thought about his mama. he’d hum himself to sleep, sing along to dolly while he cooked, tap and shuffle his way around the trailer until wayne got the hint and bought him his first guitar — a dusty acoustic he picked up at a boot sale, handed over with a wry smile and a quiet to give you somethin’ to do with all that energy, because he knew eddie was restless. they never spoke about eddie’s dad, but they both know that if eddie got anything from him it was that restless spark, that white-hot energy that could be destructive without the right outlet. wayne gave him that outlet -- taught eddie the few folk songs he knew how to play and gave him the space to fumble his way through the first months of learning. even when he’d strum it wrong it sounded like a dying animal and his face with get hot with frustration, with embarrassment. wayne would just clasp him on the shoulder and remind him that it’s all just time, eds. you gotta give yourself time to grow into yourself.

wayne was the reason he became a chef — he knew that eddie was smart as a whip, but not school-smart. wayne knew that he didn’t have the mind for math and science and devoured books but couldn’t write an essay to save his life — never judged him for it, never let him feel dumb about it. just watched the way his mind worked when he measured out ingredients in the kitchen, the natural ear he had for picking up melodies, knew he just needed the right outlet. wayne gave him that -- worked extra shifts, saved up enough money to send him to the closest culinary school. it wasn’t fancy, but it was enough. he soaked up all the knowledge that he could, worked in kitchen after kitchen, worked his way up and up and up.

when the he left wayne, left virgina, left home, he wondered if his mother had felt the same way. the same bittersweet sense of there’s nothing here for me anymore, and thank god for that. he packed up his van with his guitar and a box of records and all his books, cried when he hugged wayne goodbye, said i’ll call you for sunday dinner. called him again the next sunday, and the sunday after that, and every sunday after that.

it didn’t happen overnight, all the good stuff. the money, the stability, all the new love that would come into his life by way of a kitchen in chicago, but it didn’t matter — because eddie was, by nature, hungry. he put it all in his work, in the simple pleasure of feeding, of loving. he was not his father, but — deep down, he knew he wasn’t really like wayne either. he tried hard to live like wayne had taught him — tried hard to put his claws away, to hide his teeth, to wrap himself up in wool.

he worked hard, and he loved hard, and he cared for his friends and he was good to his lovers and he used his outlets, found healthier ways to live in his skin. he took advantage of the new space he had to roam, learned new things about himself. he learned he liked his music harder, louder, raw and wrathful -- not just soft and soulful, like wayne. he found his people in basement shows and dive bars, joined a couple bands, hopped around until he found corroded coffin. learned that he could bare his teeth on stage, that he could strut around and howl and spit, make a big mess of himself and he could be loved for it. desired for it.

he learned about the power of pain -- the sting of a new tattoo, of a needle through his skin, of teeth in his neck. he learned that he liked it a little rough, liked to have his hair pulled, his throat snatched, his back scratched. found his people in play parties and dungeons and in certain online spaces. fucked around, found out. learned to take pleasure, and to give it right back. to use his mouth, his words, his hands, his hips. learned that he was a sucker for big eyes, strong arms, hairy thighs, hair that he could wrap around his fingers and tug.

kept the beast on a leash, for the most part. kept it light, kept the hunger down, down, down.

and then his roommate jon moved in with his new boyfriend, and eddie made a post on a housing group looking for someone to fill his spot. and then you.

you’d walked into his home, stinking of strawberries and cream, making his fucking mouth water. with your braids spilling down your back and your big, big eyes, and your pouty mouth and your chipped yellow nail polish and your grace jones tee and that fucking look on your face -- like you were so tired, just exhausted, like you needed a safe place to land. like you’d never been handled with care, and eddie just. knew that he could. knew that he was the only one that could. he took one look at you and every cell in his body said mine, fucking mine, made for me, made for you, mineminemine.

and he tried to keep it on a leash. he did. he would’ve. would’ve been content to just look at you and have you in his home and feed you and look at you and want (and want and want and want) and learn to live with that.

it was fine, nothing he wasn’t used to -- he knew hunger, knew how to manage it, how to keep it hidden. he had a lot of practice.

but then the funniest thing happened. you caught him looking -- and he knew the moment your eyes met his that you knew. because there was something too-sharp about that gaze. something other about it. it was like you could see all the way down into him. like you could see the thing shifting beneath his skin. you looked at him, saw all the way down into him and you didn’t run, didn’t flinch, didn’t shut down. you just looked harder. bloomed underneath his desire, opened yourself up to it -- mirrored it, bright eyes going hazy with it.

he didn’t have to touch you to know that your heart was beating double-time in your chest, that your skin was heating up, that you were wet between your thighs. he just -- knew. felt your eyes on his skin. felt the whisper of your touch in his hair, across his shoulders. knew that it made you hot that you had to look up at him, that he was broader than you, knew that you were curious about the ink in his skin, the flash of silver in his tongue when he talked. you didn’t hide it very well, the way you went faraway when he talked, took a second to get your response together. all it took was the rumble of his voice in his chest, the sight of his hands pushing his hair back from his face.

you drank him in with the sweetest, faraway look on your face. just gone, gone, gone. big, glassy eyes, pouty mouth hanging open just a smidge. looking at him all open and trusting, like a dumb bunny, like the sweetest little doll. looking at him like you needed him -- needed him to keep you full, to give you a soft place to land, to do right by you. it made him want to squeeze your face between his fingers, bite at your neck, whisper into the skin it’s ok, honey, y’don’t have to worry your pretty little head about anything, y’just let me worry about all of it, just empty it all out for me, i’ll do the rest. you needed it so bad -- and eddie was made to give it to you. he knew it. knew that you knew it too.

he just had to let it all unfold as it would. just had to wait for it. but eddie was nothing if not patient -- it was just a matter of time. it’s all just time, eds.

#eddie munson #dark!eddie munson #dom eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x black!reader #black!oc #black!y/n #eddie munson smut

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