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aroacedavestrider · 1 year

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Worried for you every time I see your system bitchcount go up. Get well soon yall

hrk well…! hiya im yoi!! (yoimiya genshin) and im answering this one cause im the most recent split hehe. honestly its kinda like….. i dunno were just trying to cope with stuff i guess! i split back toward the end of our fall semester when shit suddenly got really bad after a really good period, (im talking grade dropped from an 85% to a 59%!!! yikes) and, well…….im naturally a cheery person! so i think thats just kinda what we needed during a time of extreme stress and disappointment and i know i am sure happy to provide!!

last time someone split before me was shoby (shinobu genshin) and that was back in may when we were finally kicking our really cringe ex to the curb anddddd we needed a strong assertive force to do it! and shobys been really good at actually getting us in the mindset to sit down and do important tasks ever since. :)

so yeah it does suck that a lot of the time we come about cause something huge happens and were like “uh oh, how do we cope with this?” but i think were here for the better and were all like a little family! im happy to be here and im happy to introduce myself to daves friends on tumblr dot com!! and thank you for your concern too, were doing better ^^

🎇 yoi 🎆

#whoops sorry it got so long!! i like to talk hehe #but i do really enjoy being here with the rest of brainstuck its really reassuring having a whole system there for you when youre down #for a while i was worried i wasnt actually like… real?? since were so fictive-heavy i was like.#almost scared to make myself known? or like. officialize my presence i guess ugh i dunno its hard to explain!!#cause you know. fictive-heavy systems tend to be like ‘uh oh. am i faking? what if this is just a blorbo i think is neat?’#but… apparently a few others in here had the same kinda feelings #tao back in sept 2021 #koko in april 2022 #hell even our karkat has had some instances where he felt really strange about just. being #but its ok!! were allowed to just… *be!* and i had to really internalize that ESPEEECIALLY after everything calmed down after the fact #like ‘uh oh am i still needed?’ typea thing. which isnt a very good feeling :/#but. headmates are so much more beyond being useful at a specific point in time #my headmates are my friends! and i like existing :) its fun. we sing in the car together #which btw i have a really solid handle on my voice now!!! yay!!!!#anyway enough rambling hehe. yoi OUT #ask #anonymous #dave speaks #(well… not really!)#dave fictive moment #plural system

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herbalsingularitea · 1 year

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#boy I sure do hate having a degenerative joint disease #I am in so much pain right now #BUT #I really really really really really reALLy REAlly REALLY wanna draw more Bernard #so u can imagine the kind of stress I’m under #would also like to write more for Holly Jolly today #but I’ve got maybe another hour of working in me before my pencil starts to feel like a glass shard in my hand #so I gotta be choosy about what I do till then #wehh #the thing is tho #it only gets worse from here so even tho it hurts I know I only have so many years left of being able to use my hands this well #I wanna draw and write as much as I can till then #god this is turning so venty #life is Difficult sometimes but yknow what it’s still pretty dang good #BECAUSE for now I can still make neat things and also I love ancho chicken and that makes everything worth it bdhdg #moss talks #moss vents

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ectoplasmer · 2 years

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current small detail i am obsessing over: thief king’s rings (that i somehow had never really noticed until recently >_<)

#like wow… nice hands you got there… would suck if someone were to try to hold them or something /s #no I’m currently fixating on the fact that he isn’t wearing anything on his ring finger #and like. very complicated thought process but of course my brain goes to the idea of marriage because have you *met* me.#like i still have a few years of schooling left and then i have college and stuff to worry about #marriage can come later because if i’m gonna tie the knot or whatever even with a fictional character i want it to be serious and genuine #but also. just. here i go again being like ‘these characters are different from the other ones i’ve been attached to’#(and they definitely are someway somehow. i don’t know what it is about card games but they’ve changed everything apparently)#because?? honestly??? i didn’t really care much for the idea of marriage. like i was completely chill with the idea of just dating someone-#-and leaving it at that. there wasn’t really anything ‘special’ about marriage to me when i was already satisfied with how things were #it felt more like a hassle than anything lol #but now it’s like… i don’t know. i feel different about it?? like i actually kind of want to get around to that at some point??#i’m not really sure how to explain it #i won’t say it’s the ‘we are now together by law’ only because my f/os are prone to breaking the law (and/or regulations in general)#i just. hmmmm.#maybe it’s for the same reason i didn’t really care about it in the first place #we get to spend the rest of our lives together regardless. so what does it matter if we keep things as they are now-#-or take it to the next level??#i really shouldn’t be worrying about this since again i have a good few years before i need to think about this #but. uh. yeah ignore me #anyway i think the rings look neat #i think most of the things he wears are actually neat if not a little nonfunctional #ex: those weird like?? ring things on his legs??? what even are those #pretty sure those are only shown like once so i guess it doesn’t matter but xP #anyway hi i’m half awake but i’m still vibing #rainy.file #a thief after my own heart

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unproduciblesmackdown · 2 years

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co-quants coffee break, rian gets the his & hers coffee mugs set and gets his coffee, winston uses the leftover hers mug and says nothing to anyone then or ever but is henceforth on and off Pondering The Experience of it all

#as stated i don't much have [winston: not cis?] hcs really but there's still nonzero pondering of him pondering and perhaps even more lol...#and the hcs happen to not be either Winston Is A Trans Man or Winston Is A Trans Woman. all amongst the [Not That / other] realms #and he can certainly be cis and still go like hmm. My Gender. for one thing like he's autistic so that'd just be relevant like #you're bound to be more self conscious abt your Everything re a) how you're perceived and/or b) how you don't relate to what's considered #socially Normal or Just The Way It Of Course Works For Everyone and the like #meanwhile your boss is nonbinary like; nobody has to have any sexuality crises over everyone being taylorsexual; which is for the best #that'd get exhausting immediately and not really serve anything. but everyone can feel free to go Ah....gender; huh #winston billions #at a bare minimum winston cisly using a Hers mug would be utterly unfazed even if other ppl think he's supposed to be embarrassed #like oh another way you're so clueless abt how not to be cringe & fail & how to rather be an epic winner huh; typical #and in turn the typical way to express this would be not to say anything but do a double take / give winston &/or the whole room a Smh look #while winston would take a fucking sip babes. or take a fucking bite of some snack paired with coffee which is also cringe of him or smthing #lil concepts like maybe winston never settles on being anything but a cis man but is like I Just Think It's Neat re: non he/him pronouns #may or may not settle on not being cis but may explore sm things in the context of gnc presentation & get anything out of that #def not so much at work &/or any lasting changes to his own Look would be subtle enough to go uncommented uponst #reasonable when like different pants / shoes / shirts / watches / glasses / weights / facial hair have never gotten comments / remarks #take it back to [winston in Get Away rocket tee ft a necklace under the shirt] like nobody's gonna say anything #demigender things. try little a genderfluidity oneself. maybe some nonbinarity. agenderosity even. Things To Consider #oh and naturally maybe [sexuality?] questions re: say. having had a crush on someone who is sometimes Her sometimes Him could overlap here #like wow what if [bf] to wow what if My being her or his [gf]....

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briarpatch-kids · 10 months

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Let's talk mobility aids!

Canes

Canes are for when you need to take a little bit of weight off of one side of your body, need a little help with balance, or need a little extra stability when you walk. It's an easy mobility aid to find and get, and it's pretty easy to figure out how to use. Have the cane sized so the handle sits at wrist level, then hold it on the opposite side to the one that hurts. Match your cane strikes to the steps on the hurt side. It will hurt your arm, elbow, and shoulder sometimes, but having a properly sized cane will help.

Rollators

Rollators are kind of the "next step up" in support. They come with more restrictions, you get limited to ramps and stuff, but they're also the least restrictive wheeled mobility aid because they're light and easy to pick up and toss around. They also have a seat a lot of times and a basket so you don't need to carry stuff. They're for when you need a place to rest, something to lean on when you walk, better balance assistance than a cane, and less weight bearing than a cane. I also found that it helped me with fatigue quite a bit. There's two main kinds, euro style like the first, and regular like the second. There are other fancier ones but I'm covering the basics here.

Rollators are my favorite mobility aid and I've used everything from canes to a fancy high grade power chair. They're just the perfect balance of help and freedom. They provide so much support for how far they go.

Crutches

Arm crutches are pretty neat! They're a lot more ergonomic than a cane. In fact, some people use a single arm crutch as a cane. They distribute the weight a little better, so it's not all on your wrists, and they support you better than a rollator can. The major cons I found are that they take two hands to use so you can't carry much and I had a really hard time trying to learn to walk with them. A lot of people who use forearm crutches have other mobility aids and use the forearm crutches when they want to or need to walk.

Manual Wheelchairs

These are for when walking becomes more difficult than pushing a wheelchair. There's no weight being put on your legs and feet and depending on your needs, you can get really specific with your adaptations if you have a custom wheelchair verses a standard wheelchair. My first custom chair looked like a monster truck because i took in the woods and gravel, my second custom chair after I got sicker has a head rest, a backrest that holds me up, and a little electric box that I can attach that helps me push. The difference between getting a standard and custom wheelchair is dependent on how much money the user has, what kind of needs they have, and what kind of medical access they have. (One is not more "real" than the other.) I highly recommend getting a cushion for under your butt if you have a standard chair without a cushion, I used a standard full time for 6 months and a cushion made a huge difference.

Mobility scooters

Mobility scooters are for people who can't walk long distances, but can still walk with the help of a cane or unassisted. If you can walk around your house, but not really much else, a mobility scooter might be the aid for you! There's a lot of different styles and battery life lengths and handling abilities so try a few different scooters out if you can.

Powerchairs

Powerchairs come in a couple different types or "groups" depending on your needs. Group 1 is the kind of chair you're probably most familiar with. It's basically for someone who needs a powerchair to get around their house, the doctors, office, and grocery store. You can't do any custom seat cushions or anything, but it's for people who don't need it. Think of like... someone who can walk pretty okay still, it just hurts to walk or they're off balance or a little weak feeling. A lot of times more elderly people will use these, if you're more active look into group 2

Group two chairs are little more durable, a little more stable, sometimes you can switch the captains seats out for custom seating... They're what a full time powerchair user would use if they don't need specialty functions like tilt or recline. They also often have 6 wheels rather than 4 like the group 1 chairs have.

Group 3 powerchairs are reserved for specific diagnoses like muscular dystrophy, ALS, and other severe neurological and neuromuscular illnesses. These are also called "rehab" chairs because they're for making sure severely disabled people have quality of life. The tilt function is for pressure relief, though you can also get things like elevation so you can raise and lower your chair, and some of them can recline flat. There are other avenues of moving grade 3 power chairs beyond the joystick as well in case someone can't use their hands or doesn't have them. (Head controls, torso controls, and straw controls called sip and puff are alternatives.) They can go on a little worse terrain than group 1 and two chairs and go a little farther, but if they get stuck they weigh 350 lbs and it's awful.

There's a few other types of mobility aid that I don't know enough about, like ankle foot orthotics and gait trainers, but these are the basic "mobility aid" most people will come across.

If you use another type of mobility aid and want to educate people, add it on!!

#cripplepunk #actually disabled #spoonie #disabled pride month

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shinsources · 3 months

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USEFUL SITES FOR ROLEPLAYERS

Thought I'd make a list of some useful websites for those of us who enjoy roleplaying and what have you here on Tumblr and whatnot.

roleplay formatter: Made by the awesome @rpclefairy. I honestly can't recommend this one enough. Great for adding color, changing the font size, and the whole shebang with bold + italics + underline + strikethrough. 10/10 always use

fsymbols + emojipedia: These are both great for making your tags fancy and whatnot.

alt codes: This is genuinely great for teaching you how to make the symbols with your keyboard for everyday use so there's that. It's especially useful if you and/or your muses speak a second language so that's a bonus.

text color fader: *marge vc* I just think gradient effects on text is neat. *end marge vc*

list of colors (wikipedia): Has a list of an infinite number of colors and their hex codes. Very useful if I do say so, myself. But that's just me.

screencapped.net: Great for getting all sorts of screenshots for making icons, GFXs, promos, and whatnot.

fancaps.net: Also great for getting all sort of screencaps for making icons, GFXs, promos, and whatnot. My only complaint is that it's a little annoying to navigate so here's the proper links to movies, tv shows, and anime.

photopea: Great if you can't afford Photoshop and/or don't like using GIMP.

hakuneko: It's not so much a website as much as it is a program. You can download manga, comics, webtoons, doujinshi, etc. for making your icons, GFXs, promos, and whatnot. It's also just a great way to read stuff and catch up on everything.

Feel free to reblog and add more. <333

#roleplay resource #roleplay help #roleplay community #roleplay #roleplaying #rpc #rpc help #rp help #rp resources #rp resource #roleplay resources #rp

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that-student-that-has-homework · 2 months

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Portgas D. Ace Headcanons 01

Excuse me Oda-sensei, but that 40 year old Ace is simply criminal. Thank you so much for blessing us with him

Anyway! Have some Husband!Ace headcanons For more Ace content please head to my Tumblr MasterList

Ace is, respectfully, a huge simp for his wife

To the extent that the Whitebeard crew straight up jokingly awarded him with a “Biggest Wife Simp” Award

They made it look official and had Whitebeard sign it and everything. There's even a stamp.

Ace has it framed and hung proudly on the wall next to your bachelor’s degree / college diploma / degree in general.

I feel like despite his own personal insecurities, Ace still manages to be an amazing father

I imagine Ace originally setting out for like one or two kiddos at most (because y'know...what if he's not good enough) and ending up with 3 or 4 kids

Thing is, that’s both your faults.

Ace is tender and goofy with his kids, and he’s so friggin caring: to the extent that…well wouldn’t it be neat to see him with maybe another 2 or 3 kiddos of his own?

(Your husband is hot okay?)

In his case, he swears you have a unique glow about you when you’re pregnant. But more than that when he sees you with your first born, he suddenly wants a big family with you.

I imagine his kids are an eldest son, then his princess, then the youngest boy who takes after his uncle Luffy.

His kids aren’t parentified. He keeps his issues far, far, away from them. Besides, he’s got you by his side.

He was dedicated to making sure they got as much playtime as possible.

He heard about learning through play, and he is DEDICATED to doing that as much as possible

Ace’s kids are spoiled with affection, but not spoiled brats.

While it’s true he’d give them the world, he’d rather let them go get it themselves.

For example: when they asked for a tree house, he gave them the greenlight immediately.

But they had to build it themselves.

It was a super fun project lasting a little over two months with the whole family involved.

Oh and the Whitebeard crew helped too.

It took a while to get the design down initially, then the shopping logistics and whatnot (they used a lot of math here - see education via play)

Building the thing took maybe a weekend or two because the Whitebeard Crew and even the Strawhats came over to help

(It was mostly Franky and Usopp doing work, Sanji was cooking with Thatch)

Uncle Luffy was not allowed near the construction zone after an accident.

They almost destroyed the tree house with their partying once

Ace’s kids were not happy and no one was allowed in the backyard for the rest of the night

He makes sure they have proper manners and self-defense skills

You had to help out here, no lie.

He admitted he needed your help, especially after a dinner with Garp where Makino tagged along to see Ace again

He puts all of his kids into martial arts classes

especially his princess - he’s so proud of her when she beats up bullies

He’s not great at discipline though to be honest. He probably goes about it similarly to Garp.

Ace will not tolerate any of his kids being nasty to their mother. No matter the phase.

You will have to hold him back if you want to let them get their frustration off their chest.

He’ll let them talk, but you’ll have to keep a hand on him somewhere, his arm, his hand, his knee, his shoulder, his back and rub soothing circles

Let’s just say, “talk shit, get hit,” is Ace’s attitude towards anyone being demeaning towards you (more so with adults, not his kids, but that's why they get a scolding)

"Ace my love" (he melts every time you call him that) "the kids’ll start thinking you love me more than them if you do that"

"My kids won’t disrespect their mother though!"

"They’re just venting darling, and when they say or do something that violates my boundaries, I'll be sure to reinforce it. Lead by example right?"

If they ever feel like pissing Ace off for fun they can just say something kinda not nice about you and he'll get mad and they'll flee from him giggling like the little gremlins they are

Ace is veeeeeeeeerry physically affectionate and he isn’t shy about it at all.

At gatherings with the Whitebeard family, he will gladly seat you in his lap, he will happily hug you as you are seated.

His arm is on your waist most of the time.

They tease him to make him tone it down, he does not.

He, in fact, dials it up. Turns up the heat lol.

You have kids? Not in front of them? What do you mean, not in front of the kids? It’s important they know just how much he loves their mama!

So he will continue to be playful with his hugs and kisses and other displays of affection.

It’s nothing too over the top. Just hugs and quick pecks wherever.

Your entire head is fair game for his smooches, your arms (he loves kissing your pulse and then making eye contact, sneaky guy that he is), your shoulders.

Maybe lifting you and spinning you around. Cuddles. Little bites.

He will play-wrestle his kids to “fight” them over getting to cuddle you, and then he’ll just put all his weight on all of you in a group cuddle

Just to let you know, your kids also receive all the warmth and love of his affections.

When his sons are still tiny and adorable, he smooches them all over. The kisses grow less frequent as they grow older, but the hugs do not stop.

Oh no, hugs galore.

Ace still pecks his little princess on her forehead though

When they’re all under ten he’ll wrap them in a hug (after he chased them down and caught them so they’re laughing and screaming) and start smooching their cheeks while they laugh and try to get out of his grasp

Also yes she’s his princess, but that girl has no problem throwing a fully grown man twice her size around, he made sure of it.

I reiterate: Ace is not remotely shy about displays of affection

Like his eldest could have a friend over, and Ace would still launch a full scale hug attack using the rest of his troops (daughter/youngest)

It's complete with screeching, screaming, and a lot of laughter

His kids used to get teased for it, but it didn’t take more than a few conversations for them to instead jeer at the kids that teased them.

"You’re all jealous your parents don’t love you like ours do"

"How sad, your parents don't hug and kiss you"

Their dad, grandpa, uncle - uncles really, are all gremlins - it's in their DNA

The kids are really physically affectionate with each other as a result

Deadass they’ll be kicking the shit out of each other one second and the next they’ll be all cuddled and huddled up playing Mario Kart or something

Ace is his kids’ hero.

His sons aspire to have his level of fitness.

His daughter, when she’s older, uses him as a standard for dating

You're relieved

Ace is touched and a touch nervous, because he is aware of his shortcomings, though he works hard to keep improving

Of course when you look at him, a twinkle in your eyes, and tell him, “I’m so proud of her, I’m so proud of you!” He feels better

When you continue: “if she can find a guy like you, who cherishes her as much as you cherish me, I’d be so happy.”

Ace loves you so much he swears

#portgas d ace x reader #portgas ace x reader #portgas ace x you #one piece x reader #one piece x you #portgas d ace x you #portgas d ace fluff #portgas d ace #portgas d ace fanfic #one piece fanfiction #one piece #ace one piece

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buckyalpine · 10 months

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STOP THIS IS SO CUTE, i LOVE this. Fluffy fluff and smutty smutty.

"Ms. Y/L/N, there's someone here for you?" your secretary whispered into the phone, eyes shifting back to the man that was leaning against his desk, unbothered that he didn’t have a meeting set up to come and see you.

"I'm busy" You mumbled, staring a the mass of paper before you, all disorganized and unaccounted for, the pile only doubling in size each day. Matt nodded, turning back to the visitor, only to see he was already half way down the hall.

"Sir? Sir, I-I don't think that's a good idea-

Your secretary's panicked voice continued to ramble over the receiver which you promptly hung up, hoping security would deal with the problem. A harsh knock at the door pulled you away from your thoughts, the pounding in your head worse than before and now this.

"What" You hissed, glowering at the door as it clicked open, eyeing the stapler that sat on your desk. You itched to throw it at whoever walked in unannounced, your handsome boyfriend poking his head into your office before happily letting himself in and closing it behind him.

"Doll" Bucky gave you a cheeky smile, striding over to your desk, amused by your grumpy expression, cocking an eyebrow at his antics. “How’s my best girl”

“Busy, Bucky” You huffed, groaning when the phone rang again, along with a ping from a notification that popped up on your phone. “For fucks sake-

Bucky watched you tap away at your keyboard, brows pinched together, your shoulders tensed up, which he already knew would ache later, making difficult for you to sleep. You rubbed your temples, slumping your chair while Bucky rounded your desk, ignoring your futile protests as he lifted you off your chair and sat down before plopping you down onto his lap.

"C'mere baby" If it was one thing Bucky adored doing, it was taking care of you, holding you in his arms, between his wide spread thick thighs. He came by your office, hoping to take you out for a coffee break but clearly you needed a lot more than coffee. “Why don’t you take a break for a bit?”

“I can’t, I have so much-Bucky!”

"You're stressed sweets" Bucky didn’t even bother letting you finish, his nimble fingers starting to work at your shoulders and neck, making his way up to the base of your scalp. The soft whimper you let out let him know exactly how much you needed to be destressed, but a short massage wasn’t going to cut it. You tried to recompose yourself and pull away from him but he wasn’t having it, holding onto you tighter instead. "Need me to take care of you, pretty girl?"

With the swipe of his arm, he wiped away the contents of your table making you freeze on the spot, eyes growing wide at everything that was now scattered on the floor. Before you could speak, he hushed you, picking you and and seating you on the desk, positioning himself between your legs.

"I'll get Tony to find someone good at organizing to sort all this shit out, right now I want you naked on the table" Bucky growled, pulling you close to him and tossing your blazer off. His fingers twirled his knife around, skillfully slicing down your blouse, buttons flying to the floor, pastel silk reduced to neat ribbons within seconds. He didn’t give you any time to think, a shiver running down your spine at the cool air that brushed against your skin once he had you completely bare. “Much better”

“James, I have a meeting, someone could walk in-”

“Let them walk in” Bucky smirked, tossing his jacket off before pulling your body flush against his, smashing his lips onto yours. You moaned against his lips, feeling his hard length pressing against your soaked pussy, all the pent up stress and frustration making you crave him even more. Bucky could feel you grind yourself on him, desperate for any type of friction, his erection bumping against your clit, a dark wet stain already on his jeans.

“You look gorgeous” Bucky groaned, eyeing you up and down as he unbuttoned his jeans, his pretty angel sitting on her large desk, not a hair out place, make up still perfect, that pretty needy cunt between her thighs begging for attention. Usually he’d worship you for hours on end and feast your body the way you deserved but that wasn’t what you needed today.

“M’gonna fuck you on this desk, n’your’re gonna take it” He didn’t waste any time pulling his cock out, pumping it while moving you to lay back on the hard surface of the dark wood, caging you under him. He nudged your thighs apart, bringing them up to drape over his shoulders, rubbing his swollen cockhead through your slick, “N’I don’t want you thinking about anything else other than my cock, baby”

With that he slammed into you, clamping his hand over your mouth to muffle your scream, setting in a brutal pace, making the desk nearly screech against the floor. Your body rocked under his thrusts, his cock hitting spots that made your vision cloud with stars, pleasure already sky rocketing up as he angled his hips to fuck you deeper.

“Y’know how many times I thought about this baby?” He smirked, biting his bottom lip, letting his boy weight fall on you, your thighs dropping to wrap around his waist. He grabbed your hands, pinning them against the desk, above your head, ignoring the way his balls were already heavy, precum making a sticky mess between your legs. “How many times I jerked my cock off thinking about railing you over your desk when you walk around in the mornings with those suits and heels? You know how many mornings I’ve made a mess on the sheets after watching you get ready, my smart, sexy, gorgeous girl”

All you could do was moan, your eyes rolling back, desperately trying to silence yourself to no avail.

“J-James!” Your back arched off the table, the curls at the base of his cock rubbing your clit with each thrust making the coil in your belly tighten. The sudden trill of your phone ringing snapped your focus back as your eyes grew wide but before you could do anything, Bucky answered.

"She’s busy” Bucky growled before slamming the phone down, lightly taping your cheek to look back at him. “That's it, focus on me baby, who fucks you this good, huh?”

“You-oh god-fuck-FUCK BUCKY” You sobbed, the pleasure and pressure building up rapidly, your orgasm just on the edge. Bucky knew you were close, starving off his climax to get you there first, his own cock leaking, desperate to cum in you. “I’m-gonna-cu-

“”I know baby, I know, together okay? Who own’s this pussy, let everyone know”

“You B-Bucky!” You choked out, “I’m gonna cum, can’t hold it”

“That’s right angel, mine, my pretty girl to take care of. cum for me, cum all over my cock, gimmie that cream, I want it baby, need it so bad” You bit down hard onto his shoulder to muffle your moans, your pussy nearly squirting and pushing his cock out with the force of your orgasm. Bucky pounded you harder, chasing the feeling of your pussy chocking him, practically milking him for all he’s worth, his thrusts harsh and sloppy.

“Oh shit-fuck m’gonna cum for you-m’cu--fuucckkk” Bucky’s hips stuttered, before he pressed you hard against the table, tucking his face into your neck groaning loudly. He stayed still inside you for a moment, the both of you lost between soft kisses while he caressed your cheek with his knuckles and running his fingers through your hair. You couldn’t possibly look more beautiful, freshly fucked and naked on your desk, his cum dripping out of your pussy.

He helped you get dressed, pulling his soft Henley over your head in place of the blouse he cut off, pulling you bac into his lap after you got your pants back on. He sat on your office chair again, rolling his eyes at the phone that started to ring again, shaming his head when you let out a tired whine.

"Shh" Bucky kissed the top of your head, wrapping his arms tightly around you, an tucking you against his chest. "Ready to go home?" he whispered, looking down curiously when he didn’t hear a response. He smiled when he noticed you’d fallen asleep, letting out soft little snores, snuggling into his chest.

A loud banging on the door made Bucky's jaw clench, eyes narrowed at who cared to knock at his angel's door in such a manner. He frowned when you stirred, even more pissed off now that someone was about to disturb his babydoll’s much needed sleep.

“Who is it” The tone in his voice would have sent people walking in the other direction but it appeared they didn’t get the hint. He held onto you protectively as the door creaked open. Bucky cocked an eyebrow at your wide eyed intern and the idiotic blond that stood impatiently behind him, his eyes also bulging out of his head when he saw the super soldier sitting in your seat with you asleep in his lap.

“S-sir?” Matt stammered out, unsure of what to do, “Um-this-this is Mr. Walker and his associate-sorry, was it spaceship?”

“...”

“Battleship?”

“For fucks sake, his name is Hokins, his company is Battle star” The blonde gritted out while Bucky rolled his eyes, still not letting them enter.

“Come back tomorrow” Bucky deadpanned and with that they both scrambled away from the door, closing it softly behind them. Bucky snorted, going back to cuddling you, kissing your forehead.

“How’s my baby” He whispered against your hair while you yawned, stretching on him like a cat.

“Sleepy” You mumbled while he hummed in response, effortlessly carrying you up in his arms. You were too tired to protest, letting out a content sigh, keeping your eyes closed as he walked towards the door. “Where we going?” was all you could muster while he carried you.

“Home, where I can run you a nice bath, feed you, and then tuck you into bed, how does that sound”

“Take me home”

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theminecraftbee · 4 months

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Xisuma checks over his scripts three more times. Both Joe and Jevin have claimed they’d be online until the moment the server kicked them, and he wants to make sure his scripts for doing that are sound, and won’t do anything strange. His hands are shaking as he does. Everything is neat and tidy. Everything is neat and tidy.

Hypno comes up behind him, glancing over Xisuma’s shoulder. He whistles. “Man, you’re really baby-proofing server close, huh?”

“Oh, Hypno! I thought you were packing,” Xisuma says.

“Nah. I’d moved most of my stuff over to Iskall’s sever for the break like, a few weeks ago. Only had enough stuff here for playing Decked Out.”

“Really? That’s good,” Xisuma says.

“Anyway, what about you? You can be packing too, this whole shutdown process is automated. We’ve literally done this seven times before. Sort of eight, if you count the whole moon thing, but like, you know.”

“Yeah, but…”

He trails off. He’s not sure why he’s still standing here. The shutdown scripts have, truthfully, been ready for months. Everyone’s been packing for at least a month (at least, everyone who hasn’t procrastinated away the time). They’d gone around cleaning up the server just the other day; it’s been left neat and tidy. Everything is as it ought to be, at the end of a season.

“…you know what? Yeah man, I get it,” Hypno says. “I’d want to stay a little longer, too.”

“Just a little longer,” echoes Xisuma.

“If you’re anxious, I can check the safety script again, make sure you aren’t causing another apocalypse for everyone staying until it closes.”

Xisuma laughs. “Gosh, am I that obvious?”

Hypno flings an arm around Xisuma’s shoulder. “Nah. I’ve just known you long enough. You’d think the helmet would make you more mysterious, but…”

“I’m cool,” Xisuma says.

“Keep telling yourself that,” Hypno says.

“I might take you up on that,” Xisuma says. “I think—I think I want to do one more fly-around, you know? Say goodbye to some things. Even after all these years, it never stops being… I’ve had so much time to do it. You’d think after not getting a warning last time, I’d know to do it. It’d feel easier. But…”

Hypno squeezes Xisuma’s shoulder once before removing his arm. “I’ll check your script for you. Go on. Go look over your kingdom, oh glorious leader.”

“I really am not that,” Xisuma says. “Don’t call me that. I’m not in charge. You know I’m not in charge.”

Hypno chuckles and opens an admin log. Xisuma takes a deep breath and looks down over the spawn village. The wind blows past him. It’s an ordinary day. Everything is fine. Everything is neat and tidy. It feels like it’s been a long time since he’s been there, and yet…

“Here’s to season ten,” Xisuma says, and something unknots in his chest for the last time.

#hermitcraft #xisuma #hypnotizd #a bee fic #HERE’S TO THE END OF SEASON 9! I’ll miss you buddy.#AND HERE’S TO WHATEVER COMES NEXT!

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ectoplasmer · 4 months

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ryou should. um. marry me. maybe

#only a maybe though because do i reeaally like him that much or #(yes. i do.)#head in hands stuff came up personal and familial wise so i’m just. bleh #additionally i am so exhausted agsjdhd i keep passing out for like three hours whenever i get home…#literally no drive to do anything after school #it’s horrible #anyway. just thinking of him. i totally just think he’s neat it’s nothing more than that. totally #rgrhrhg you ever think about your f/o saying their theoretical vows at your guys’ theoretical wedding.#crying into my hands adbshfkg #i shouldn’t be crying over something as simple as this but i am lol #i sometimes just think about how he’d look during it or how he’d look at me and how he’d say them #do you think his voice would get softer when he says them. do you think he’d smile while saying them #he writes his own campaigns and stories and letters so i think i’d die on the spot hearing whatever vows he’d say #he’s good at writing and i just know whatever he’d have to say at such an important moment for us would probably Kill me haha #it’s just a silly little thing for me to think about but. god. one day i swear #i want to spend the rest of my life with him and i already know this #it’s so silly that i can feel this much for hecking. mr side character over here #agh i love him though. so much. a dumb amount. must i go on #him and his weirdness and his dorkiness and everything else #but i have to live through this first!! and then probably a couple more things!! and then we can have that #only a maybe though. because again do i reeeaaally like him that much or #lol anyway #spooky ghosts

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flxrartsstuff · 3 months

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Shower Dance

TojixfemReader!

Authors Note: After a heated night and wild lovemaking, Toji enjoys a hot shower in your bathroom. He actually thought you were still asleep and didn't realize that you had snuck into the bathroom...

cw: unprotected sex, from behind, blow job, fingering, eating out, dirty talk à la Toji, masturbating, reader is a business woman in her late twenties,

Art by yunonoai_

His bare feet made soft noises as the tall, broad man crept into the bathroom after leaving you asleep in bed. He grinned a little because you were so tired and exhausted, even though you had kept him on his toes last night. A true goddess in bed. When he closed the door behind him, he found himself in your impressive bathroom, which was just further proof of your success as CEO. It was very neat and clean. A large mirror hung on the entire left wall, reflecting his broad, naked physique. He saw the scratches on his back, the marks from last night. You had clawed your nails into his skin like a cat and it had only made him crazier for you. As long as you were both having fun, everything was fine.

Toji went to the - yes, that's right - fancy rain shower and turned on the water. He let the hot water pour down on his body and sighed long and loud. Soft, pleasurable curses left his lips, making it abundantly clear how much he was enjoying it. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back to completely switch off and relax for a few seconds. The steady splashing of the shower could now be heard in the bathroom and the humidity and heat rose throughout the room.

He let the water move down his body, the drops finding their way over the ridges of his muscles, playing around his nipples. All the places you had touched last night, not least with your tongue and mouth. Just the thought of it made his cock twitch. Tired, he opened his eyes again and looked around in the shower for your shampoo. He dripped some onto his hands and rubbed it into his body. The scent filled his nose seductively, as if you were next to him. He could literally feel it, feel your hands on his skin, his chest and stomach, all the way to his cock. He put his own hand on it and began to rub it, imagining it was your hand and, last but not least, your delicious, naughty mouth.

»Fuck.«

He cursed blatantly, loudly, and looked at his length. Of course, his hands would never be enough to satisfy him the way you could. But he could imagine, could instantly recall the image of your lips and become aroused at the idea. As he leaned against the tiles, his hips thrust against his hand as if automatically. Precum already covering the tip of his cock. It was as if he could hear you moaning, feel you sucking, which made he thrust ever harder and more impatiently. Everything mixed with the heat in the shower. All he wanted was to come here, in your shower. It was like he needed to get to know every part of you and feel every part of you, not just physically. His cock was hard and throbbing with pleasure, agonizing. He cursed and moaned louder, moaning your name and letting it all out without restraint. He didn't care if he woke you up. He would have loved to drag you into the shower so that you could put an end to his agonizing lust. But was that ever possible? No, he could never get enough of you.

Finally, he came in his hand as he imagined your eyes in front of him, looking up at him as you sucked on his cock. A dark growl left his mouth, but his chest was still heaving rapidly. Toji hadn't even realized he'd closed his eyes, but when he opened them, he was surprised. You were standing in the bathroom, silently, just looking at him. His eyes wandered shamelessly over your exposed curves as he took seconds to come down from his climax. His cock still hard.

»Do you need help?« you teased him with a grin and climbed into the shower without hesitation. The water hit your body, slid down to your breasts and immediately made your nipples harden. He looked at you like a lion that wanted to devour you. And you savored every single moment of it. His greed, which was literally written all over his face. You didn't mind that he simply used your shower. Because you wanted to do it here with him too. Last night had definitely not been enough. When he tried to grab your face and pull you into a hot kiss, you were already on your knees. You knew exactly what he wanted, you literally had him in the palm of your hand. He was your bodyguard and responsible for your protection. Protection that you definitely needed as CEO of your company, but which had always been a nuisance to you before. Until now. Toji was very different. Different from all the bodyguards you'd had before. And you loved playing these games with him.

»Yes, doll.« He gently grabbed the back of your head, buried his hand in your hair and watched you take his cock in your hand. »Do your bodyguard the favor, baby and suck off this cock.« His voice was almost a growl, so dark and aroused. It was clear to hear how much he needed you. You just giggled and kissed his tip, licking his length with your tongue and finally taking it in your mouth. He hissed through clenched teeth as he felt the warmth of your mouth around his cock and threw his head back on his neck again. The grip on the back of your head tightened, he pressed you harder against his erection and had to restrain himself from ramming his hips into your mouth.

»Fuck, yes just like that...« he praised you in a dark voice and looked down at you. Where your head kept bumping against his erection, taking him deeper into your mouth each time. Soon the dam broke loose inside him and he just couldn't hold back. It would have been too easy. Toji's hips began to move hard against your mouth, thrusting his cock violently into you. Faster and faster, you gasped in surprise and arousal at the same time, giving yourself over to his thrusts and wild ways. You whimpered against his length, but every noise you made only fueled him even more. He sank completely into ecstasy and wanted more and more from you. You were perfect, just everything about you. Your mouth enveloped his shaft like no other woman had ever done before. And you loved looking up at him from below, watching his whole face as he drove himself to climax.

When he came, all of his semen shot down your throat. He groaned relieved as you took in every last drop of it.

»Such a good girl…« His words were music to your ears, because you loved it when he talked to you like that and took control. You wanted to let him drive you. He rubbed himself over his length a few more times, pulled you back to your feet and pressed you against the cool tiled wall. »Let me give it back to you..«

He kissed you urgently and hungrily, letting his lips and hands wander down your body. But you quickly realized that he wanted more and where he wanted to go. He caressed your body, pampering every part to clearly show you how crazy you were driving him. You sighed softly and spread your legs a little, which was an invitation for him to force them apart. Panting, you held on to his shoulders and relished the moment when his lips finally found their way between your legs. He kissed your pussy, sucked on it and let his tongue dance over the sensitive skin. He sucked on you like he was eating the most delicious meal.

»Oh my god, oh…ngnnh!! Fuck, Toji…« You couldn't manage any more proper sentences, clutched your hand in his hair and pressed his head more firmly against your middle. Just like you wanted to. You bit your lips, closed your eyes in pleasure and savored the water splashing on your face. His tongue drove you further and further towards orgasm, you could feel it and he could also clearly see how your pussy tightened.

»You’re Close, huh?« he teased you grinning. You could only nod. His tongue disappeared and the next thing you knew, his fingers were pressing against your clit. But before you could really experience the orgasm and enjoy it, he came back up and turned you around, pressing your breasts against the cool tiles.

»Let me take you from behind, will ya? And touch yourself baby…« he growled into your ear, licking your sensitive skin and grinning at your reaction. That was all you wanted, even if you wanted revenge for how much he had made you squirm. You stuck your butt out at him, touched his cock and immediately shuddered through your whole body. His hands gripped your hips and ass as he thrust his cock into your pussy from behind. Slowly and provocatively.

»Toji…« you began impatiently, »I‘m your boss. So fuck me already. This is an order.« You turned your head and gave him a playful look. He bit his lip, his hands digging deeper into your skin. Your words seemed to have triggered something new in him. You were bossing him around, letting out a more dominant nature that had been simmering inside you for a long time. And it only turned him on even more. As if his fire wasn't already strong enough, it was now even stronger.

»Yes, ma‘am.« he grinned mischievously and thrust into you without warning. »You like that?«

You hissed the air out of your mouth, rolling your eyes in excitement. »More.« you only ordered. He did as you asked, quickening his pace and thrusting into you harder, unchecked. Skin slapped against skin, mixing with the water from the shower and your arousal. Your mouth was open, only gasping sounds came out as your naked body was pressed against the tiles and you moved your fingers on your clit. Panting, you urged him not to stop. You whimpered and moaned louder and louder, hearing him growl as you felt your pussy tighten around his cock. His tip hit your G-spot, hard and unerringly. Every single hit made you groan in delight. Your voice echoed in the bathroom, which had been completely enveloped in steam. Your face was red from the heat, not just the water. Each thrust into you drove you close to your long-awaited orgasm.

You turned your head in his direction, wanting to see him when you came. His black strands of hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes half closed and his mouth open, he looked just scrumptious. His arms and broad chest were taut, just like his cock felt inside you. Hard and pulsating, ready to spread his sperm inside you at any moment.

»You’re cuming?« you asked him out of breath this time. How much the situation had changed! He looked at you, his eyes dark and full of lust and hunger for you. You loved seeing him like this, just before his climax. When you then moved in his direction in his rhythm, it burst out of him. His hands literally clawed into your flesh, his thrusts became uncontrollable and he let out a loud moan as the orgasm hit him. He let go of everything, thrusting into you and no longer holding back. He leaned forward, pushed your hand away from your clit and rubbed his fingers over your irritated center. As he released his orgasm inside you, it didn't take long for him to drive you to yours.

»Cum for me, baby.« he bit your shoulder while you whimpered and almost shrieked against his fingers.

»Yes, oh fuckkkk…« Your pussy contracted more violently, you threw your head back and moaned to the ceiling as your pelvis thrust uncontrollably and trembling against his fingers. His cock was still buried deep inside you as he drove you to climax with his fingers. Even the water from the shower couldn't really wash away how your bodies were connected to your most intimate fluids. You laughed with relief, tears and water mingling on your face. You had never felt so satisfied but you knew you still wanted more.

»How else can I serve you…boss?« His voice in your ears was a dark growl. He kissed your shoulder, thrusting into you a few more times before sliding his cock from you and turning you around…

#smut #jjk smut #toji x y/n #toji x you smut #jujutsu toji #jjk toji #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji x reader #toji smut #toji x you #toji fushiguro

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phntmeii · 8 months

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♡ Dating Bo and Vincent Sinclair Headcanons:

❝ She always said your talent would make up for what God took away from you. ❝

[SFW Headcanons]

Pairings: Artist!Reader x Vincent Sinclair. FemBimbo!Reader x Bo Sinclair.

Warnings: Slight pervert!Bo Sinclair, Mentions of kidnapping+murders, Manipulation.

A/N: Sinclair Twins are some of my new favs. They are so delectably made I can’t- So here are headcanons BUT with describing what their specific types are instead of keeping it vague. Also, I view Vincent as a selective mute who’s vocal chords are a bit fucked up so he only speaks a few times a day so not a complete mute.

Vincent Headcanons:

✎ Vincent hasn't had any dating experience so much of what he knows is from what Bo has told him which didn't make it interesting in his eyes. But when he sees you, all he wants to do is admire you for whatever reason.

✎ He’d specifically go after you and be the first victim he’d kidnap rather than outright kill.

✎ He tries to convince you he isn’t dangerous (to you) and does little things to prove it. Showing off his drawings, playing music for you, writing notes and letters to you.

✎ Vincent would honestly come off strong because he doesn’t understand how fast or slow a relationship to go. The moment he spotted you, you were already his in his mind.

✎ When you fall for him despite his masked face and silent behaviors, you adjust and get used to him. After all, he wasn’t bad at all. He’d keep you in his room which was tidy and neat as his mother taught him, he’d make sure you were completely taken care of and he was sweet in his little notes.

✎ Vincent’s handwriting is perfect as he was taught to do. His notes would be a little formal but adorable things to find before he slinks away to his studio. “Hello, Y/N. I hope you are adjusting well. :) I wanted to know what foods you like so I can tell Bo to make them. Please write back before lunchtime.”

✎ When he discovers you were an artist as well, he was giddy and excited! Someone who knew what it was like to cycle through ideas and fixate on a project for hours on end.

✎ His few words he’d speak a day would be regarding your own art. No matter what it was, he’d tell Lester to get you the supplies for it and watch over you as you worked.

✎ His ragged and hoarse voice spoken into your ear. “Beautiful…”

✎ He’d randomly gift mini wax sculptures of your favorite animals each week that he worked on between sculptures. Each one better and better than the last.

✎ Vincent thrives on your praise. Sweet boy can’t help but lower his head and blush under his mask at each compliment.

✎ His favorite thing about morning routines were when you’d touch and brush his hair. The massaging at the scalp and tingly feeling he’d get as the brush ran down his black strands felt all too good. He’d also let you do whatever hairstyle you wanted.

✎ Vincent would draw you constantly in his sketchbook. He has pages and pages of different angles of your face, what clothing you wore on a certain day or how you posed during breakfast.

✎ Any and I mean ANY sketches you give him in return? He’s holding onto it like it’s pure gold. He hangs it in his studio where he’s at the most to view it all the time.

✎ Trusts your critiques and observations more than anyone else’s and often asks for your opinion on his pieces.

✎ Doesn’t believe that you like his face without the mask but when he sees you present him with a sketch of his half-mutilated face, he’s stunned. To see him, the truest version of him, as something you deemed worthy to spend time depicting absolutely melts him. He starts to become more willing to remove his mask around you especially if it means he’ll get more drawings like that.

✎ Bo would want so badly to tease Vincent for how he acts around you since Vincent is absolutely infatuated but Bo and Lester find it adorable and are happy Vincent found someone despite everything.

✎ He would definitely want to do those heart hands or hand holding wax molds with you and keep it on his desk.

Bo Headcanons:

> This man’s perfect woman has to be a bimbo, I’m sorry. Someone who is perfectly stupid to overlook some toxic qualities to him and won’t suspect any of his more… violent hobbies.

> Doesn’t have to be the stereotypical busty, all-pink wearing bimbo but just a pretty but airheaded girl.

> He’d originally plan on killing you when you showed up saying your car broke down. You were pretty but so were some other victims who had come through Ambrose. But that dumb factor? Oh, now he’s all in.

> Absolute charmer and reels you in and away from the rest of your group. He’d keep making up reasons as to why you should stay for longer than lie about where your group went.

> He’d keep you sat in the gas station, seeing you so easily entertained. He’d put on that charming smile and tuck your hair behind your ear. “Seems like everyone left you behind, sweetheart. How about you stay jus’ a bit longer, hm? Still need to fix up that car a’ yours, don’t we?”

> He does absolutely use your ditzy and air-headed nature to his advantage to tease because who is he if not a teasing charmer?

> “Aww, sugar, there ain’t much goin’ on in that pretty little head a’ yours, is there?”

> He has purposefully done something to make you trip so he can catch you and make it into a whole romantic scene.

> Absolutely brags to Vincent and Lester about how perfect his girlfriend is.

> He cannot get enough of you at the end of the day. He may have gone into it looking to just use you but consider yourself a charmer as well because he’s soon completely enraptured.

> He enjoys watching you get ready in the morning. Bo will get distracted himself and end up just watch you do your makeup for ten minutes, admiring how pretty you look for him.

> NOTHING BUT PRINCESS TREATMENT!!! He can be toxic and a tease but he likes to be a gentleman too.

> He’s kneeling to put on your shoes on for you, kissing up your leg as he does. He keeps a hand on your back to guide you as you two walk together. Don’t even think about paying for anything because his hand is already in his pocket, ready to pay.

> Bo spoils you rotten. He can’t help it when you smile so sweetly at him that it’s honestly unfair. Sometimes it’s stuff at the store other times it’s stuff he stole from a victim before they met their end. You wouldn’t know, of course, so it’s always a sweet thing.

> If he’s buying you clothes, he’s picking out the tightest options so he can see your body constantly. He’s already turned on constantly by you but he wants to have you all dolled up for him always.

> Although sometimes it can be annoying to have you be so oblivious, he resists any direct insults or rude names since he knows you’ll take it to heart. He never wants to see you upset.

> He knows how much you love his Southern accent and dials it up to 11 with sweet pet names when he needs you for something.

> “Sweetheart, do me a favor an’ pass me the wrench? S’got the blue handle, honey, you know which one.”

> Favorite thing he’s seen you do is when you stole his clothing and became a mini-Bo. Wearing his hat and a jumpsuit all proud of yourself and he couldn’t help but chuckle and claim you should dress like that more often so people know you’re all his.

⤷ divider credits: @cafekitsune

#house of wax #house of wax 2005 #slasher fucker #slasher #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #slashers x reader #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair headcanons #bo sinclair headcanons #ugh they’re simply so babygirl i can’t #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x you #bo sinclair x y/n #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x you

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withleeknow · 4 months

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remedy.

pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort; implies that minho has anxiety, unedited bc i am me and you shouldn't expect much from me lmao word count: 1.2k note: hello hello!! i've been meaning to write this since the day of the rock-star comeback but i'm only getting around to finishing it now lol. but the timing's pretty neat so consider this a christmas present from me and mine to you and yours!! <33

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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when the sun rouses you awake in the morning, you feel two arms loosely wrapped around you that weren't there before you fell asleep last night.

you smile to yourself, enjoying the warmth and comfort that he brings you. home, finally.

you turn in his hold, as gently as you can to not disturb your slumbering minho.

you don’t know when exactly he got back, but it couldn’t have been more than a couple of hours ago. sometimes, when he has night schedules, he doesn’t usually return until the sun is peeking over the horizon. you’re used to him having to work throughout the wee hours of the night every other week. you don’t like it, but you’re used to it.

you expect to find him snoozing peacefully beside you, with his handsome face and his lips parted cutely as he lightly snores, but when you finally shuffle around to look at him, you instantly frown.

a frown that matches his own.

baby, you think, what’s wrong?

even in his sleep, minho’s brows are knitted together, the corners of his mouth tugged downward like he’s having a bad dream. the instant concern that rushes through you parts the hazy fog in your brain, and then... you remember.

it was only half past three in the morning when your phone buzzed to life, the vibrations resounding brassily against the wooden surface of your nightstand. reaching out blindly for the device, you only needed to peek through one eye to scan the time and the caller id before you held it to your ear, your face still smushed against your fluffy pillow.

"hmm?"

"i'm sorry," minho was quick to apologize. "did i wake you?" he sounded rushed, like he had wandered off to a corner to steal a few minutes for himself before having to go back.

you made a noncommittal noise, already feeling the exhaustion luring you back to dreamland. it had been a long week and you'd endured five whole days just to get to the weekend, to be able to spend hours on end with your boyfriend. it'd be just you and him, wrapped up together in your cozy little bubble, all your stresses and troubles kept at bay. he was always the best part of your days, your weeks, your months, even your years.

even though you were drifting, you still managed to ask, "is everything okay?"

"yeah, everything’s fine. i just missed you."

it made you smile nonetheless. he didn’t often disturb you in the middle of the night just to be sappy with you whenever he was stuck working odd hours, but it wasn’t necessarily anything out of the ordinary. minho could still be needy and clingy sometimes. it was one of the things that you loved most about him - that he could be a grumpy cat most of the time, but underneath that prickly exterior, he was just a big softie. you loved it even more that you were the only person who could bring out that side of him.

"missed you too," you mumbled. it didn’t sound at all lively, but you knew he could tell that you meant it.

you caught a sigh from his end before he continued. though this time, he let his defenses down when he spoke. his voice came out along with a tired exhale, laced with something that you would’ve been able to pick up on had your mind not been delirious with sleep. "wanna be there with you," he said in earnest. "want you to be here with me."

"when are you coming home?" you asked, even though the words came out a little garbled, your voice heavy with sleep.

"in a couple hours. i'll be home right after this."

"okay. we can-" cue a big yawn. "we can stay in bed as long as you want in the morning."

"yeah, that sounds nice."

"then i’ll see you in a bit, okay?"

he paused briefly before his next words came out a little unsteady, hesitant. the unease with which he spoke bypassed your unassuming radar completely. "can we just stay on the phone?"

"min-"

"you don't have to talk to me. just... stay with me for a while."

you think you might've passed out again after that, the subsequent silence and his breathing on the other end having lulled you back to sleep in a matter of seconds.

my love, it brings tears to your eyes just thinking about it, how could i have missed it?

you quietly move closer to him, shuffling inch by inch until you’re chest to chest, hoping his body could sense your warmth and be comforted by it, even just a little bit. you press a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth, but even that simple touch stirs him awake even though minho is usually a deep sleeper.

his eyes slowly open, and you suppose the tug on your heartstrings loosens when the furrow between his brows eases as he takes in the sight of you.

he heaves a sigh of relief, and it’s like you can actually see some of the tension leaving his body as he pulls you to him, holding you against him so tightly that it’s impossible to move even if you wanted to.

"hi," you say, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck, snuggling further into him until it’s hard to tell if the heartbeat you feel is yours or his.

"hi," he replies, his soft lips placing a greeting kiss on the top of your head.

"bad day?" night, but oh well. technicalities.

his answer comes muffled against your hair, though you feel the slight vibration of his chest when he mutters, "it wasn’t that bad. i was just a little overwhelmed."

"but it's better now?"

"much better, now that you’re here."

truthfully, you don’t really know what to say in moments like this. you want to be able to offer him reassuring words that could ease his nerves and calm his raging sea, but you’re not good with words. you never have been. you don’t think you ever will be, as much as you want to. for him.

it makes you feel guilty at times, not being able to give minho the peace he needs.

you do try though, to comfort him as much as you can.

"i love you," you say quietly. your arm wraps around him, your palm landing on his upper back where your fingers tenderly soothe the firm muscles you find. i'm sorry i wasn't there for you. i wish i have the right words to say to you.

"i could listen to you breathe and feel ten times better," he admits, putting some distance between your faces so he can look at you, as if it'll help emphasize his words. "i don’t even need you to do anything. i just need you. you’re more than enough for me."

his eyes bore into yours, glittering with nothing but a kind of sincerity that he never shows anyone but you. you kiss him then, soft and slow. you want to pour as much love into him as you possibly can. and even then you don't think it can amount to a fraction of what he deserves.

but nonetheless, you try. you try because he means the world to you.

i'll do better for you. let me share your burdens with you.

pulling away, you tell him, as your palm gently holds his cheek, a touch which he leans into instantaneously. "go back to sleep. i’ve got you."

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netherworldpost · 10 months

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With the various rumors and releases of Tumblr possibly changing how they do things... (gestures to the vague rumor mill)...

Zines.

I really think we as Folks Who Make Things and Folks Who Like Art Writing Poetry Music Comics Other Things need to explore zines. And I mean ZINES. Nothing glossy. Nothing fancy.

Very. Cheap. Zines.

I've been threatening mentioning I was going to create a guide on how I'm going to approach this -- and I'm going to -- but I am also realizing in the writing I Do Things Highfalutin because I am who I am + had a career in graphic design.

Let's talk about how you can make a zine very cheaply and very pretty.

STEP ONE: SUPPLIES

Very bright paper. I like "Astrobrights" because they are absurdly bright. Here is a link in a store I like. I buy a lot of paper and envelopes from them. You can generally find Astrobrights in big box office stores. It prints on laser printers and ink jet and photocopiers.

Very bright envelopes. What's that? Astrobrights has envelopes?! AM I SOLVING PROBLEMS let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Letter paper is 8.5" x 11" and is the most common size in the united states (overseas folk will have to use this advice with a grain o'sea salt and search yer own waters).

A9 envelopes are a letter sheet folded in half.

A2 envelopes are a letter sheet folded in half, then folded in half.

#10 envelopes are your common long envelopes, letter paper folded in thirds.

Pick the size you like.

If you want to get big and fancy, Tabloid is 17" x 11" -- so double a letter sheet. This gets tricky to work with but is neat in sizing.

STEP TWO: ZINE CONTENT

Do you know how to use InDesign or similar program? Use that.

No? Use Google Docs or Word or whatever other program and ramble.

Want something special? Write out some or part with a sharpee or pen.

Mix and match both.

If you are feeling fancy, design it like a booklet -- mock up a sheet of blank paper as if it were a brochure. If not, just design it straight up and down like a letter. There are no zine laws.

STEP THREE: ZINE PRINTING

Print at home on your home printer.

Don't have a printer at home? Print it at work (don't get fired)

Can't? Your local library may be able to help.

You need 1 copy on white paper.

FedEx Office has photocopiers. Your local library may too. Or your job.

Print 1 copy of your zine on white paper and then photocopy the rest onto colorful paper (or white paper, it be yer zine seadog).

Or print everything on the color paper if you have access to free printing, that's fine too.

The photocopy setup is purely "printing tends to cost more than photocopying."

If you want to slash prices, print 2 per sheet and have FedEx office cut them for you, this will cost $1 - $5 depending on how many sheets you are dealing with. This is for when you're doing a LOT of zines at once.

Or use their manual paper cutter yourself for free.

STEP FOUR: ZINE STAPLING

"Long reach stapler" is what I recommend. There are a few varieties. They tend to be $20 - $30.

Or just use 1 sheet!

STEP FOUR: ZINE POSTAGE

A single first class stamp for 1-2 pages. If you get up to 3+, go to the post office and ask them to weigh a comp you have assembled.

This is a guideline.

It's a really good idea to check at least once how much your zine weighs just in general. Post offices have scales. And are pretty. And have stamps.

OKAY ENOUGH LUSTING FOR THE POST OFFICE FROM THE GHOTS POST OFFICE BLOG BACK TO WORK

STEP FIVE: ZINE MAILING

This is actually the most difficult part. Label printers exist with various costs -- if you're starting out? Go with printable labels.

Your office supply shop will have them and they'll have templates you can drop in the customer addresses.

Save yourself time by using this label as the thing that seals the envelope -- don't lick envelopes.

A key tenet to staying in business is constantly reviewing physical (and mental) labor and stressors and reducing them as much as possible.

Return address labels are intensely cheap in literally every online printer, google "return address labels." Make sure you have this because at least a few of your shipments will come back to you.

STEP SIX: ZINE PRICING

Okay here is where we get uncomfortable because we're talkin' coins.

Prices are based on above links. You can get whatever paper you want, so this is guidelines. All numbers rounded up.

Payment processing ($0.30) + $0.05 sheet + $0.15 envelope + $0.66 first class postage = $1.16 base cost

$1.16 + 2.9% of $1.16 payment processing = $1.20

Plus taxes. I'm not getting into tax figures YOU DO THAT (just say 30% for easy math, this is not saying "your taxes are 30% or that mine are" I am saying "I am going to factor 30% for this equation to complete this guide".)

I did not include the mailing label (it will be $0.01 - $0.05 depending on how fancy and how many you buy) because you have the option to just write things and also it fits into the rounding of the above.

If you use Patreon, include your fees. Probably replace the above processing fees with your patreon processing... fees? I don't use patreon I don't know how it works.

Retail option 01: $1.50 - 1.20 = $0.80 gross - 30% = $0.09 / net / zine.

Retail option 02: $2 - 1.20 = $0.80 gross - 30% = $0.56 / net / zine.

Retail option 03: $3 - 1.20 = $1.80 gross - 30% = $1.26 / net / zine.

Should it be $1.50? Should it be $3.00? MORE? LESS?! That is for you to decide. Base it on what your zine contains, how long it takes you to write/draw/etc. it and how you want your flow to be.

STEP SEVEN: ZINE FREQUENCY

When my shop launches, it'll have a zine once a month. We are going to offer a subscription option + a "I just want 1" option.

You can do a zine monthly, or every few months, or whatever.

Keep in mind that the purpose of doing this is to break the dependency on social media marketing.

KEEP IN MIND AS AN AUDIENCE MEMBER TO A CREATOR YOU LIKE THAT THEY ARE DOING THIS TO BREAK THEIR DEPENDENCY ON SOCIAL MEDIA MARKETING.

If you have a lot of energy and an audience that comes to your shop a lot? Consider doing a zine monthly.

If you do not have a lot of energy and/or your audience is tapped for cash frequently? Considering doing 1 zine per season.

Consider 2 zines a year if that works better for you!

NO RULES ONLY JOY

Not sure? Experiment! Be upfront! "This is new. I'm figuring this out. Billionaires are tinkering with these things and we gotta figure something else out."

BONUS STEP: NETHERWORLDPOST.COM

so hi I'm atty and I'm your loud long rambler today

Netherworld Post Office used to be @evilsupplyco and now we are rebranding in prep of relaunching. Same person behind the rambles and comics, new name with a more focus (mail instead of mail + seemingly everything else in experiment)

if you enjoyed this ramble and/or like ghosts, monsters, witches, mermaids, and fun stories and projects focused on cozy Halloween, you may like us when we finish the rebranding and relaunching in autumn 2023.

email sign up (the zine will come when we are open)

WHETHER YOU JOIN MY LIST OR NOT

I really, really, really hope you consider doing a regular, or irregular, zine. Something outside of email, something outside of social media, something that connects I MADE A WEIRD THING and the people who say I LOVE THIS WEIRD THING YOU MADE.

The walls are closing in on free social media as a platform for people who make weird things to build audiences for free or very cheap.

And with that...

netherworldpost.com as one final hat pass

good luck folks

thanks for listenin' to the ol' ghost

#small business #small business marketing #small business fun #zines #zine #making zines

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hobie-enthusiast · 10 months

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UNLIKELY CLASH !

— rulebreaker!hobie brown x perfectionist!gn!reader

— enemies to lovers, swearing (more than last and fuck too), mutual pining, making out, small bit of harassment, rebellious teens, confused feelings, getting together

— hobie brown was everything you weren’t, so maybe that’s what attracted the two of you together so well (pt. 2)

— here part two gang! honestly i have an idea for part three in mind but if that’s something u honestly want pls lmk asap

— part 1 | part 2 (here) | part 3

The next couple of weeks were.. odd between you and Hobie.

Even after a heartfelt confession about the pressure you felt, you still had a reputation to uphold. You kept treating him the way you normally did; ignoring him and pretending he didn’t exist.

At first, this didn't really bother Hobie. He was used to chasing after you, messing with you and poking fun at the student council president. But he was getting bored. The small bits of making you late to class or taking up your time were amusing, but he wanted more of a reaction from you.

When he started interacting less and less, you grew confused. As much as you hated to admit it, you liked the attention and small interactions.

Though it was small, being late and skipping class (very rarely at this point), made you excited. It made you feel.. alive in a way.

But all that was dissipating. And you were upset about it.

You sat in your room after a long school day, mindlessly scrolling through your computer. Your parents had asked that you try and find a prom outfit, but that became boring really quick. You could never wear something truly exciting; just some fancy outfit plain coloured with fancy hair.

A knock on your window startled you from your thoughts. Glancing out, you see Hobie looking in, motioning for you to open the window. You walk over confused, deciding to open the window.

"Brown? It's.." You glance back at your alarm clock. "..10 pm. What are you doing here?"

"Awe, come on sweetheart. After such a confession, shouldn't we be on a first name basis?" He says, inviting himself into your room.

You scoff. "One, no, as you don't use my first name. And two, you can't be here! My parents are right down the hall!"

Hobie shrugged as he looked around your room, analyzing the decor. He noticed the clean desk you had, along with a neat bookshelf of many scientific books and knick-knacks. It suited you, every detail down to the way your game console sat neatly on your TV stand, not a speck of dust in sight.

"Did you show up just to judge my room?"

Hobie shook his head. "Nah, came t' ask ya somethin'." He said, sitting on your desk chair. "Up for an adventure?"

"Excuse me?" You question, taking a seat across from him on your bed. "When?"

"Now."

You know Hobie was.. absolutely crazy in some ways. But this? Going on a random adventure on a Friday night, and asking the person he wants to go with by entering their room via window was.. not the kind of crazy you would categorize him as.

You raise your eyebrows, crossing your arms. "You serious right now?"

"As serious as I always am." He responds with a shrug. "'s up to you. We'll be gone 'till tomorrow. Either 'u're up for a challenge or not."

A challenge he says? Hobie knew that you could be riled up from being challenged to do something. Perfectionists always had to win in his eyes.

And he was right.

"Give me five minutes."

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Next thing you knew, you were on a train from your isolated little town to Brooklyn itself. Hobie blindly led you onto a train, told you to not worry about tickets, then let the train take you both to the destination in mind.

Of course Hobie remembered what you said at the tree. He had been holding onto it for a while now. He knew you wanted to go to a city, do whatever you wanted, just for a little bit. And he was going to be the one to give that to you. Why? Well, that's a question he couldn't answer for himself.

"Brooklyn?" You questioned, looking out of the train window. "Why Brooklyn?"

"You said it under the tree. Ya wanted to go to the city, no?"

You nodded slowly, looking back out the window with a small smile. Of course you were flattered that he remembered your words. At least, you were hoping he did, you practically poured your feelings out.

Once the train stopped, you both stepped out of the station to admire the tall buildings towering over you. Hobie couldn’t help but be amused at the way your eyes shined at the new scenery. He practically came here everyday.

But he couldn’t tell you that. Not without plausible answers to the inevitable questions.

“So..” You turn to look at him, eyes still bright. “What do we do?”

He shrugs, hands in his vest pockets. “Whatever ya want. ‘s ‘ur day, no?”

"But I don't know where to go. I've never been to the city before."

Hobie's eyes widened for a moment, shocked at your words. You were really so sheltered you hadn't been to the city right beside your town? The thought alone was crazy to Hobie. He never understood why adults were so.. controlling.

He sighs, walking ahead. "Follow me then. I'll show ya ‘round."

And so you did just that. You followed Hobie around the city, taking in the sights he's showing you. All around the city, passing and weaving through people, making sure you had a nice time.

There was something you noticed. Before Hobie took you somewhere, he provided you with options on where to go. He didn't force you to go one place with him. He didn't strictly follow an itinerary. He always asked what you wanted to do, giving you full control of the day.

It was.. refreshing. This sense of freedom was exactly what you needed. To feel the fresh air of the city without worrying about impressing anyone. Hobie wasn't judging you, and you certainly weren't judging yourself.

The end of the day came quicker than your liking, and the two of you were on the rooftop of an apartment complex. The sun was setting behind the tall buildings, and Hobie brought the two of you some noodles to eat (he definitely didn't steal them).

You take a bite, setting the cup down with a sigh. "Today was.. actually really nice. I don't think I ever felt that, free before, if that makes sense?"

"Don't worry, you can say it." Hobie said, nudging your arm.

You roll your eyes with a small smile. "Mm.. guess I can. Thanks, Brown."

"Y'know, you can call me 'obie, swee'heart." He responded, shrugging. "'s better than m' last name, I think."

"I can't give you that satisfaction. Not yet."

Hobie raised an eyebrow, a shit-eating smirk crossing his face. "Yet?"

You're ready to correct yourself, but the words die in your throat. You couldn't help but like the sound of "yet". It meant more time with Hobie.. and you enjoyed that. Hobie's company was something you were starting to crave. Almost like a drug.

Hobie glanced over at you. "Gotta admit, didn't expect ya t' come with me. Considerin' 'ur parents don't know ya snuck out."

“Yeah well..” You sigh, looking out onto the building with a soft smile. “Maybe I just needed something different.” You finish, looking over at Hobie.

You’re suddenly very aware of how close the two of you are to each other. Hobie’s eyes flicker; your eyes, your mouth, and back a couple times. It’s almost like.. he was asking you for something. The longer you both stared, the more tempted he became, and you honestly couldn’t blame him.

So why did you pull away?

As soon as he started leaning in, you pulled back, clearing your throat. His eyes widen before narrowing, scoffing gently. Guess he misread the situation.

You really couldn’t tell him he didn’t.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

The next weeks Hobie Brown didn’t show up to school.

You had a feeling you were the cause. Brushing him off like that was such a dick move on your part. You knew that. You wanted nothing more than to find him and run to him, kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

But you couldn’t. You had an image to maintain. A reputation. All the trust you worked so hard to accumulate would go down the drain in an instant.

Of course.. Hobie may be worth that.

Hobie to you is worth that risk. All his rule breaking and crazed adventures are just what you need in your life. Something that gives you the freedom you longed for.

But you had to go and screw it up. And now here you were, three weeks after the incident, at your locker with a guy trying to talk you up.

“C’mon, [Name], just one night! It’ll change your life!”

You groan, slamming the locker shut. “Dude, I said no. Can you stop?”

“Why? I gotta know why!” He persisted, grabbing your wrist as you tried walking away.

You yank your arm away, trying to escape. “I don’t owe you that! Let me go.”

“Not until you-”

“Hey.”

You turn at the sudden voice, shocked at who it belonged to. There stood Hobie Brown, eyes filled with anger.

“They said, let go.” He said, grabbing the guy’s arm and yanking it away. “Learn t’ take a hint, aye?”

The guy’s eyes narrowed. “And who do you think you are, Brown? Their boyfriend?”

“As a matter of fac’-”

Then, Hobie turns you to him, bringing your lips to his. No warning, no asking, nothing. Just does what he’s been craving after three weeks of disappearance.

Everyone in the hallway around you two watched with shocked faces. Nobody could have seen this coming, not even you.

A thousand thoughts rushed through your head as Hobie kissed you, but one screamed to push away. So you did, giving him a shocked look before grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the scene. You drag him to a storage closet, shutting the door.

“Brown, what the hell was that?!” You immediately ask, eyes narrowed. “What, do you disappear for three weeks then kiss every person you were hanging out with? What the hell?”

Hobie sighed, leaning against a shelf behind him. “Guy needed t’ be taught a lesson. Made sure he won’t bother ya.”

“I can do that on my own!” You respond, shoving an accusing finger in his chest. “Where have you been?!”

“Thinkin’.” Is all he responds with.

You groan. “For three weeks? Shit Hobie, I..” You words fall short. You want to say it.. squeeze it out. “I.. missed you.”

Hobie’s eyes widened as he takes in your words. You.. missed him? He never would have seen this coming; a confession from the president in a dingy storage closet? Not on his bucket list.

Your eyes watch Hobie, doing that same pattern he did on the rooftop; eyes, mouth, eyes. You wanted to kiss him again.. feel those lips again on yours. No.. you needed it.

You know what? Fuck this perfect image.

You grab onto Hobie's vest, pulling him in to connect your lips. Your rough with your movements at first, closing your eyes tightly and latching onto him with a white-knuckle grip. Hobie's eyes widened for a moment before they showed a more prideful look, kissing you back with just as much emotion.

His hands find placement on your lower back, pulling you into him as the kiss escalates from one to many. Hobie was like a starved man, slotting his leg in between yours to support you, pushing you back against the shelf and knocking over some cleaning supplies.

That could be fixed later.

Your original intention of one passionate kiss to show him how you felt turned into many heated kisses. The bell for class was drowned out by how into the moment you both were.

“Fuck.. Hobie..” You whisper, diving back in for another kiss.

Hobie groaned in turn, pulling you impossibly closer. “Shit sweetheart.. can’t say m’ name like that.”

“Hmm.. why’s that..?”

“‘s gonna drive me crazy..”

Suddenly, the doorknob to the closet rattles, causing you both to pull away. Your eyes go wide as Hobie grabs it from where he stands, bringing one finger to his lips to make you stay quiet.

The person on the other side tries to open the door, but ultimately fails. They groan and mumble something before walking away. Hobie looks over at your expression, a small laugh escaping his lips.

“Let’s get out of here, yeah?” He whispers, planting a kiss to your jaw. “Or are ya gonna keep pretendin’ you’re too good for it?”

You sigh, rolling your eyes as you take his hand. "Nah, not this time. Come on."

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