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malleusarcanum · 9 months

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⚠️: make sure you're not eating

Mc: *pulled the wrist of Sebek vigorously* you owe me a brief discussion about-

Sebek: Human! Why would you come up with such uncommon subject.

Mc: What? I haven't said much...

Sebek: don't underestimate my knowledge my human friend. I already know what your discussions about.

Mc:....

Sebek: do you really want to discuss this.

Mc: Ahh.. yes that's what I'm here for

Sebek: Well if that's what you desire

Mc: ???

*Sebek looked at his pants and starts to unlock his belt*

Mc: what are you doing?

Sebek: discussing about my brief---

*almost unziping his pants*

Mc:what?!!! THE HECK!! THATs NOT IM---

*stopped after hearing the creak of the door then looked who opened it*

Riddle: Disgraceful...

Trey : Why only...the two of you?

Deuce: What..

Cater: the...

Ace: F***

Vil: the bird is ready to soar

Rook: Je n’en reviens pas!

Epel: the horror

Jack:?!

Leona: Why not mine?

Ruggie: Not the time for those

Azul: My contracts are available for memory erasure...

Floyd: this is more worse than on tv

Jade: you just said what's on my mind.

Ortho: hey I can't see! *Jeered while struggling to take off Idia's hand on his eyes*

Idia: some things in this world are not meant for little ones

Jamil: We should have rescheduled this meeting

Kalim: So that's why they're missing

Silver: I wish this is just a dream.

Lilia: Mc! Sebek! How could you?!!!

Mc: T-this was j-just a misunderstanding!!

Jade: tsk, tsk tsk looks like she is no longer innocent

Floyd: Off all creatures?! Why Sebek!

Sebek: Well she said about brief discussions....

*all of their heads turned to Mc waiting for an explanation with eyes almost aching to kill*

Mc: not in a literal way!!! it means I need to talk to him about something!!!

All of them: about? *Eyes still fixing on Mc with disbelief*

Mc: about..... * Doesn't want to tell the secret only Sebek knows. That they broke the queen of hearts statue.*

Leona: alright I'll forgive you as long as you ask mine?

Riddle: as if she'd ask to a potato sack.

Ruggie: speak for yourself tomato head!

Ace: No one talks to riddle like that! Except me...

Jack: were you saying something? *Said while punching his fist together*

Deuce: Why can't you shut your mouth in times of trouble? *whispered to ace*

Ace: I can't stop when I'm pissed!

Deuce: then control yourself! I'm not a babysitter watching out a kid bragging nonsense.

*they started to fight and all of them watched as they do*

*Floyd secretly hold the hand of mc out of the meeting room*

Floyd: Let's get out of here shrimpy

Lilia: Hey! Where'you taking her?!

*Lilia's voice is too loud it reached everyone's ears and their eyes fumed once they saw Floyd ready for battle*

Vil: So this is a battle to whom apple will do it.

Mc: D*mmit just stop the nonsense

Azul: can't hold back to such divine price

Kalim: Charge!

*they fought at each other, throwing various magic while speaking sharp interactions that filled the room with war like scenery*

*Mc wrenched it jaws*

Mc: When I count to three and no one stops!

*Thinking of what can make them stop*

Mc: No one will receive a lick on a neck from my own tongue!!!!

Mc: one!

*they already stopped*

Mc: .....

Mc: Curse you d*mn brain

Malleus: Mc! Want to taste my egg!

*exclaimed after entering*

*all of them turned their heads on him ready for another round*

Malleus: what did I miss?

*tilted his head while holding a plate of well cooked and mouth watering omelette*

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 1 year

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Any headcanons on how the townsfolk react to the farmer having magic?

Sure thing :D

By the way, it became interesting to me, what kind of magic exactly does the Farmer use in the vanilla game? In fact, only interaction with Junimo, the ability to talk with wild animals and the transmutation of bars (which is more alchemy than magic, I think?) comes to mind. So I decided to write the reaction of the inhabitants as if the Farmer has some kind of spells like a fireball, telekinesis and other such that the first thing comes to mind. Hope you like it, dear anon ❤️

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Unfortunately, Pierre doesn't have anything "magic" for the Farmer in his shop. Oh, they just want to buy seeds? Well, with magic or not, a client is still a client! Just please don't accidentally burn his store with a fire spell or something.

Penny only giggled nervously after receiving information from the Farmer, and the following days she tried to avoid them. Now she is much calmer, but nonetheless, how in the world-?

Abigail knew that the Farmer is not so simple at first glance! Even the fact that they just understand little apple-like spirits delights Abby. It's so cool! If they also have some other combat magic, then it's even better!

Well... This magic of theirs doesn't restrict them from eating normal food, does it? No? Wonderful! Then Gus will gladly serve the Farmer in the Saloon, without any prejudice. Maybe he will even calm down his other visitors, who will climb to the Farmer with their annoying polls after an extra mug of beer.

Magic? Young one, George is not up to your hocus-pocus right now. Go show your tricks with bunnies and hats to kids or someone else, and let him watch his TV. Hmmph!

Rasmodius' only wish is that the young Farmer not fall under the control of his ex-wife if she takes an interest in their giftedness. Besides that, the wizard's door to the tower will always be open for the Farmer if they have a problem with magic control, or they want to learn a new spell.

Magic, you say? Can they conjure pink cake right into Haley's house? What about diamonds? Or maybe even a pony? No? Well, then what's the point in this magic. Boring...

Gunther once heard that people with a "special gift" are looking for incredible artifacts where no ordinary eye can see. Well, now the young Farmer has the opportunity to test this theory in practice, and don't forget to tell Gunther about it!

Sorry bud, but Shane can't be fooled by all this crap. No, don't show him the glowing energy from hands. And don't force objects to levitate in the air. The hell are you- stop lift him into the air with magic, no! Put Shane back down, for fuck's sake! Magic is not real!

"You can do a fire spell? For real? Can you demonstrate?" When the Farmer made a small fireball that emitted from their hand, Sebastian immediately held a cigarette to the little magic fire. "Thanks, I lost my lighter recently."

Tired Kent, having seen a demonstration of magic from the Farmer, simply turns around 180 degrees and goes home. First, the nightmares, and now also hallucinations in reality. He. Need. Fucking. Break.

Don't even think about playing pranks on Pam with these tricks, or she'll whip the Farmer so badly that no magic in the universe will soothe the burning pain in their ass! And she mean it, kiddo. Just don't.

Awesome! It's so awesome! Oh, can Farmer move in the air? How about moving things with their mind? Oh, can they move a slice of pizza in the air? Sam just wants to repeat that 'pizzakinesis' meme from the internet. Aww, c'mon, don't look at him like that, it will be fun!

The poor Farmer immediately regretted that they decided to tell Demetrius about their magical abilities. Because at first the scientist expressed incomprehension, and after the demonstration he took the young Farmer by the hand and almost forcibly led him to the laboratory "to study an incredible phenomenon!"

Robin was the one who quickly cooled her husband's ardor and told him that the Farmer was their friend, not a lab rat. The town carpenter doesn't care too much that the Farmer has some kind of power, because they're a good person. Besides, with neighbors such as Linus and members of the Adventurer's Guild, nothing will surprise Robin.

Speaking of neighbors, Linus will take news very calmly. He himself doesn't have magic in his blood, but he can feel the flows of someone else's energy. Will always support the Farmer if magic bothers them.

Marlon, as an adventurer who has seen an untold number of miracles in his life, will also calmly respond to the magical talent of a young member of his Guild. He will give the Farmer the opportunity to stay in his Guild if someone starts to annoy the Farmer because of their magic.

Gil will also not stand aside and cheer up the young adventurer if they lose heart, treat them to good whiskey (just a little bit) and give wise advice along with Marlon. Magic or not, one should not tease a person because of prejudice towards magic.

Maru, like Demetrius, will also be interested in studying this phenomenon, because she also believes that there is nothing that science could not explain. True, unlike her father, she will politely invite the Farmer to her home, not forcibly pull them along.

Heh, and Lewis was just thinking not to book a clown for the fair this year. Maybe after the show, the Farmer wants to show a couple of tricks for tourists? Don't worry, he'll pay them for their work. A? Real magic? Why yes, of course... magicians never tell their secrets, right? ;)

After many stories of his ol' Man, as well as some of the miracles that he himself found while sailing on the ship, Willy is no longer surprised about anything. If the Farmer wants, they can go fishing together on the beach and Willy will tell him stories about mermaids, miracles and magic.

Even though the Farmer has healing spells, Harvey asks them not to self-medicate. Funny tho, but he's not as surprised by Farmer's magic ("I've seen you do weirder things")

Magic? Oh, the Farmer wants to show her sons card tricks or something? Ok, Jodi doesn't mind, just please don't litter too much in the house, she just cleaned up recently.

Caroline will have mixed feelings about this. The last time she dealt with something magical was when she went to... Ah, no, never mind. As long as the Farmer doesn't harm anyone with their magic, Caroline doesn't mind.

Oh, you want to see real magic? Discounts up to 70% on almost all products at JojaMart, come and get it! (Morris doesn't give a damn about their magic as long as the Farmer buys seeds here and not from competitors).

Krobus knows that some people can wield arcane powers, like the same Wizard. Maybe if the Farmer talks about their abilities and human culture, then Krobus will share interesting facts about the Shadow people.

Elliott doesn't believe Farmer's words at first. "For me, a miracle is when I can untangle my hair without harming it." The Farmer is casting a spell in a language Elliott doesn't know, and now writer's hair is tangle-free, styled and braided. Ok, now Elliott believes in magic.

Oh yes, Emily has felt a strong flow of Farmer's energy since the day they moved to Stardew Valley. She wants to invite them to a crystal meditation sometime so that the Farmer opens their chakras and releases their energy. "Emily, this isn't exactly what-" Oh no, it's too late...

At first, Alex is surprised by this, but then quickly comes to his senses, trying to remain cool. "I really hope you don't use these tricks in sports, because only losers and weaklings will do this."

Sorry Farmer, but Clint is not going to buy gold ore and bars from them, as they themselves claim, "created with the help of magic." People already tried to deceive him like this in other cities. "Clint, this has more to do with alchemy than magic" "You get the point"

"Well, one more unusual neighbor for me," Marnie thought, finally understanding why the Farmer was never afraid to go to the wizard's tower despite her warnings about strange noises.

Leah is also not too surprised by the unusual neighbor. After all, the valley itself is a magical place, just like in fairy tales, so why be surprised by the same wizard or a young Farmer with their magic?

"Oooh! Please, show us some tricks, Mr./Mrs. Farmer! Please! Pretty please!" Now Jas and Vincent will not leave the poor Farmer until the evening.

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skylarsblue · 1 year

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May I make a request for an age regressed reader who really wants Bo Sinclair to watch MLP with them?

Or did I already send this? I don't know. ;-;

(I’m gonna assume this is Gen 4 because that’s the best one (fight me). Also, first age regression request! FLUFF TIME)

❀Bo w/ A Regressed MLP-Fan Reader❀

✧Age Regression; AGE REGRESSION IS NOT A KINK I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANY ARGUMENTS. It's cute and y'all need to accept it.✧ ❤Fluff, no cursing this time, hard opinions on fictional ponies, GN!Reader, a singular mention of a kink but it's just some silliness, reader briefly implied to have long hair but it's barely there❤

Age regression is a pretty niche thing to talk about, even more so back in the early 2000s. Gonna be real, bub, he's not gonna have any clue what you're talking about if you bring it up.

Seeing you regressed probably first happens as an accident, a stressful situation became too much and you just started acting differently. He wouldn't get it, watching you grow subtly more clingy and quiet, timid almost. He'd be concerned but he wouldn't ask questions at the time.

Assuming you brought it up later, he'd need you to explain it in at least three different ways, honestly. He's never personally experienced something like that(he thinks so anyway), which makes it hard for him to understand.

"Your brain just...makes you act like a kid sometimes? Why?" "Because my childhood was trash and it wants to find a way to cope. Being an adult is stressful, Bo." "...You got a point there."

After he's grown to understand it, he won't have any problems with it. Oddly enough, he'll slowly start to find it cathartic for himself. He'll find himself getting a lil dopamine boost whenever he starts noticing you doing something that signals you're teetering.

Won't indulge you in front of his brothers unless his brothers start to act kind of caregiver-ish. Bo don't share.

You will absolutely ruin the daddy kink for him. He can't hear the word in that context anymore and it makes him cringe when he does.

Bo doesn't like cartoons, he never really has. He's never really been a TV person in general, it tends to serve as background noise whenever he's doing something else. But he does have a habit of saying he won't be watching the show you're watching, then he'll just stand behind the couch, forgetting the task he was about to start.

Will probably tease you for liking My Little Pony, I'm not gonna lie. Nothing too mean though! He just likes making you all pouty.

He's gonna roll his eyes and cringe when you ask him to watch it with you. He's a grown man! He doesn't have any business watching a "little girl's show". But he's got a soft spot in that charcoal heart of his, so eventually, he'll cave. But he's gonna complain!

He'll probably scoff and act like the show is killing his brain cells at first, but he's an idiot because he gets so invested. (Magic of Friendship boi)

His favorite is Apple Jack. I think that should be a given. He doesn't like Celestia though, feels a little too connected to Luna and he holds a grudge.

He starts to whistle the tune to the songs in his free time. He'll lose his mind and die on the inside if anyone points it out, because he's not doing it subconsciously. Except you. If you start singing to his whistling he's gonna just smile, cause he's a SAP.

"Bab Seed Bab Seed, what we gonna do-" "A bully on our tail gotta r- Oh son of a-" "YES! YES YOU KNOW THE WORDS!" "You hush your mouth."

When there are big villains in episodes he gets super into it. He acted personally offended when Discord made the Main 6 reverse their talents.

He did laugh when Chrysalis zapped Celestia but then immediately got upset when the other princess were affected.

Definitely had the song from Chrysalis pretending she was Princess Cadance stuck in his head for like, a month.

WILL buy you the toys but you gotta keep them in your room, he'll keel over in embarrassment if someone sees little pony figures on his shelves without the context.

He's kinda stingy about sharing you when you're small, but he'll allow his brothers to watch the show with you two if they want. Vincent probably likes the music, but he's not super into it. Lester might get more into it than you, actually, he likes pretty colors.

Vincent's favorite would be Twilight & Lester's would be a tie between Fluttershy & Pinkie Pie.

Once a group of tourists came into town in the middle of a long Two-Part episode and he missed most of it, so he drove into the city and just bought the CD of the entire season. FOR YOU, of course, TOTALLY NOT FOR HIM-

The TV was bright in the overall dim household, speakers turned up to allow the sounds of the cartoon to fill the room. The noise was coupled with the sound of crunching Goldfish crackers between your teeth, eyes tuned into the screen as calloused fingers worked through your hair. "Oi, eat your fruit too. Can't live off Goldfish." Bo said softly, nudging your leg with his boot. You were sat on the floor in front of him, between his legs, whilst he messed with your hair. You let out a little huff but grabbed the pastel bowl on the coffee table, poking a fork into some strawberries. You looked over your shoulder as you ate one, awaiting praise. "That's better." Bo mumbled, patting your shoulder.

You turned back to the screen, watching the group talk about Fluttershy's "stare". With a little hum to catch his attention, Bo looked down, waiting for your words. "Who's your favorite?" You asked softly, voice picked up in pitch slightly. Bo rose an eyebrow and glanced at the screen. "Apple Jack, she's the only cool one." He said, unable to stop the smirk as you gasped. "Fluttershy's cool!" You insisted, turning to face him. "She's a wuss-puss, doll. Not cool." He taunted, chuckling as you tossed a pillow in his face. "Don't hate the messenger! I'm just saying the truth!" He chuckled as you smacked him with the pillow again, which he blocked with ease, snickering as you settled into his lap with a pout. "You take that back!" He held his hands up in a faux surrender position. "Alright alright, they're all cool. How about that?"

Your gaze narrowed suspiciously at him, slowly lowering the pillow back onto the couch. "Mmm okaaay-" "Except Fluttershy." Bo laughed again as your mouth dropped open in offense, blocking your hands from getting the pillow once more. Left without your weapon, he squeezed you tightly, leaving you unable to use your arms. "You traitor! Bully!" The man snickered as you fought against his strength valiantly, only to dramatically give up a minute later. "I'm too tired now. I'm sorry Fluttershy, I've failed you." You mumbled with a tiny frown. Bo rested his chin on top of your head with a chuckle. "I'm sure she'd appreciate your efforts, doll. Now finish your fruit, took me forever to cut'em into shapes, ya know." He said, grabbing the bowl. You hummed and tapped your chin as if you were debating, looking at the ceiling in thought. "My hands don't work." You said suddenly, dropping your hands into your lap.

Bo rose an eyebrow and tilted his head. "Oh they don't, do they?" He asked, watching you shake your head. "Nope, they don't work." You insisted. The brunet clicked his tongue and gave a somber sigh, putting a piece of fruit on the fork. "Such a shame." He said with an eyeroll, holding the fork to your mouth. You took the fruit and nodded intensely. "'S a shame!" You slurred, whining when he pinched your nose. "Don't talk wit'cha mouth full." He said, moving his head so yours could rest against his shoulder, getting another piece of fruit on the fork for himself this time. He looked back at the episode and narrowed his gaze. "...the hell is a cockatrice?" You laughed and shook your head, taking another strawberry off the fork. "You'll see, and it'll prove Fluttershy is the coolest!"

"Mhm, sure, whatever ya say lil' one."

#bo house of wax #fluttershy was the coolest #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x you #slasher x reader #slasher memes #slasher headcanons #slasher #slasher community #slashers x reader #slasher x gender neutral reader #age regression #house of wax 2005 #house of wax #lester sinclair #vincent sinclair

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laneydays · 2 years

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you owe me // billy showalter x reader

part 2 here!

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you didn't really like billy showalter.

now, he wasn't at all a bad kid. he was quite the opposite, and thats what frustrated you. he was smart, and had good grades. no one had ever seen him get in any trouble in class. he had a nice face, for a boy. he seemed to be always perfectly coordinated. so why did you have beef with him, billy 'paperboy' showalter?

embarrassingly, you had never met him. formally, you thought. "so why billy?" donna had asked you. "i mean, i could see if you didn't like pinball vance or moose. they're big jerks." you nodded at her. "but billy? no one has anything special to say about him, but not anything bad either."

you messed around with your lunch. dry and mushy grits that stuck to the styrofoam and soggy pasta. you never ate from the school, so no one knew why you bothered getting it.

sighing, you looked to donna from the side. she was your friend, you shared a few classes together.

taking a shy sip from your chocolate milk carton, you thought hard and turned back to donna. her face looked amused. "i know. i just don't think i like popular people. they're always fake and mean even though they look perfect."

donna laughed out loud, holding her hand to her mouth as you tried to fight back your own smile. she shook her head, "you watch too much tv, not every popular kid is going to be a big douche!" you grinned, looking down. "yeah yeah whatever." donna zipped up her lunchbox, handing you an apple. she always gave you hers since you didn't like school food. she looked at you mischeviously, grinning. "you think he looks perfect?" you couldn't help the firm smile growing on your face. "that's not what i meant!" you retorted. she giggled at your antics and leaned on her hand. "besides, i wouldn't say showalter is that popular anyway. people just know him and happen to not hate him, i guess."

you waved the conversation off with your hand, making donna snort with laughter. taking a bite out of the apple, you stood up from the lunch table. donna grabbed your arm and pointed somewhere across the lunchroom. "there's gwen and finney, let's sit by them." you fumbled around your pocket, looking for a few coins. "you can go, i'll be over in a minute. i wanna get something from the vending machine." donna gasped, clasping her hands together as you counted what you had. she gave you a look. "can you get a pack of m&m's for me, finney and gwen to share?" you smiled, patting her shoulder. "okay. but you have to pay for my snack tomorrow with your money." grinning wide, she nodded. "i'm okay with that." you waved to her as you parted your ways. you'd be back in a few minutes.

sorting your pocket change from one hand to the other, you inserted a few and punched in the numbers for the m&m's donna asked for. you watched very slowly as they were pushed out fell to the bottom. you squatted down, taking them out and putting them in your jacket pocket. however, you looked down at your hand, counting what you now had. frowning after you noticed you only had four dimes left. you looked back up at the machine, sadly realizing that you would have to go the rest of the day without your greasy mini bag of potato chips.

you were about to pocket your leftover change and turn around to find your friends when you heard a voice.

"do you have enough?" they said. it snapped you out of your trance and you turned around, all the words you were going to say previously stripped from your brain. billy showalter was looking at you. his bright reddish orange letterman jacket as bright as ever. he brought that thing almost every day. it was always on him or tied around his waist.

realizing you were staring, you straightened up. "oh. no. but i got what i needed." you watched his gaze follow your hand as you put your dimes in your jacket pocket with the m&m's. he looked back at you again. he put his hand in his own pocket. "i can lend you some. how much did you have already?" his brown eyes were ever so tantalizing. you looked off to the side. "forty cents." something from the vending machine cost fifty cents. billy took out his money from his pocket, opening his palm to you. four quarters.

you looked at him curiously. "i only need a dime." he just shrugged, grabbing your hand. you immediately tensed as he dropped the quarters into your hand. "i know. you can get me something." billy showalter was basically paying for your crap and asking you to get him something, too? what a day.

you smiled nervously. "are you sure? i dont want to take your money-" he cut you off. "yes, i'm sure. just do it." he said with an attitude. rude. you turned around and punched in numbers. he was looking over your shoulder.

you swallowed. "what do you want?" you asked him. he was silent for a moment. "pretzels." he said. you put in the code and then grabbed both from the dispenser. you turned to him again and held out his. you thought it was cute he got pretzels. "here." he grabbed it from you. your foot tapped on the ground nervously. "and thank you. for... paying. ah," you stuffed your hand in your pocket for the last time, pulling out your four dimes and handing them out to him. "here." he looked down and then up at you again, shaking his head. "no, i don't want it." you sighed frustratingly. "i don't want to have to owe you anything.." you muttered. he lifted his shoulders, shrugging. "you don't. it's fine, i guess.

both of you saying nothing, you could tell he was trying to play off how awkward this situation was. he shuffled his feet. "well... i'll see you later, i guess.." he looked off to the side sheepishly. you agreed. "yeah! in... civics class..." he nodded. "okay. bye." he turned on his heel and walked away.

what the heck just happened? jeez he's weird. i'm probably weirder though, you thought and laughed internally. hey, at least you got your potato chips.

you approached finney, gwen, and donna sitting at the table. you sat across from them all, gwen with a stupid smile on her face. "were you talking to billy?" she giggled. you sighed, popping open your chips. "yes i was. it was really awkward.." you groaned. you held out your hand to them, passing the m&ms down. donna and gwen giggled. finney looked at them both. "whats so funny?" he asked. donna replied. "they don't really like billy. for whatever weird reason..." she whispered the last part to the boy. finney looked at you, nodding with an 'oh' expression while they all shared the chocolate candy. gwen leaned over the table, still smiling. "you like him now?" you coughed, shaking your head. "what?! no! i don't know him." gwen made smoochy noises and you lowered your head, trying to hide your amused smile.

finney poked your rested hand. you looked up, and he pointed away. "griffin is looking." you turned your head. "the sixth grader?" you two had an interaction. once. at the beginning of the year. you had a class together and the teacher instructed you to get into partners. griffin had watched as everyone got up and moved seats, leaving him alone. you didn't have a partner either, so you got up and sat with him. he was in accelerated math with older kids. the only sixth grader in the class. he was very smart. neither of you were that close to each other, but whenever you had partners again you made sure to not leave him out. he never said it, but he appreciated you very much.

sure enough, when you turned your head you made eye contact with him. he looked away instantly, turning to the other side of the table and talking to someone else. he was talking to billy, who was eating his pretzels. huh. you turned back to your friends. donna wiggled her eyebrows. "you got beef with the stagg kid now, too?" you shook your head, laughing at her. "no. i like griffin, i guess." finney sucked on his juice box as he still watched billy and griffin.

"hey finn, wheres robin? i saw him earlier," you asked the boy. he turned to you. "i don't really know. he said he got a bad grade again, so maybe mr. johnson is yelling at him still," he replied. you balled up your empty bag. "oh, okay."

the bell rung, telling all kids to get to their next class. lunch was over, and you said bye to your friends. quickly getting up and putting your backpack on, you sped through the other kids to beat the crowd to your class.

you had to stop by the library to drop off a few books first. you quickly went in, waiting for the librarian to come to the front while you bounced on your toes. you spotted griffin stagg come in after you, and he waved shyly. you waved back, smiling at the boy. she came, taking your books. you said a quick "thank you" and rushed out. noticing how less people roamed the hallways, you quickened your pace so you wouldn't be scolded for being late.

you made it in time, yay. the bell rang while you sat down in your seat, taking your binder out from your bag. your teacher instructed you to take out the classwork from yesterday to check the answers.

you painfully listened to the monotone answers from the class and the mute questions from the teacher. doodling on your paper as you went, checking or crossing off anything you missed or got right.

feeling weird, you looked off to the side. you caught eyes with billy, and he looked back up at the teacher once more. you felt your heart stop for a moment. you tried to pay attention to your teacher again.

she finally went over the last answer. you leaned down, shoving the paper in another folder. "okay. settle down." the teacher tapped on the board to get the class's attention. it didn't really work.

"we're going to be doing a partner project this week." you sat up in surprise, hitting your head on the edge of the desk. you winced, rubbing the back of your head as students got louder, already discussing who they were going to partner with.

the woman at the front crossed her arms. "i'll wait. and don't get excited, because i'm choosing your partners." the class groaned while you still clutched your throbbing head. she told everyone what the project was about. some dumb presentation board due in a week. you would have to get someone in your family to take you to a craft store.

you felt dreaded when she announced she would randomly pick partners. from a hat.

charlotte and ann looked at each other with smiles on their faces. brett and odalia groaned. she called name after name, and you waited for yours.

you tapped your pencil on the desk. finally, she pulled at a paper and said your name. she pulled put another, and uncurled it. "-and billy." you stopped tapping your pencil on the desk, biting the inside of your lip. it's not that you didn't want to be with billy. buuut you didn't want to.

she kept assigning partners, and your eyes flickered to the boy to see any type of reaction. the boy was already looking at you from the side. he looked away when you made eye contact. you clutched your pencil a little harder.

clearing her throat, you looked back up. the hat of papers now empty. "now, you may move seats to sit with your partner to discuss the presentation."

everyone got up from their seats. some more excitedly than others. showalter finally stood up too, moving his bag and books over to the now vacant seat in front of you. you searched his face for any signs of discomfort. there were none. his eyebrows were relaxed above his brown eyes, and his lips were set in a straight line. he was also looking at you. did he say something?

"huh?" you said dumbly. it kind of slipped out. billy's nose scrunched slightly. "i said, do you have any ideas for us?" he repeated.

"oh. um, not really." billy could tell it would be a little harder working with you. to be completely honest, he wasn't super thrilled to work with you either. he had heard what you said to donna about him. considering he had liked you and thought you were an interesting individual, he was a little butt hurt. especially because you had the wrong idea of him.

"i think they're nice," griffin had told him when billy explained himself. he took that as a good sign. griffin was his friend, after all.

you two discussed the project. billy would pitch in his ideas and you'd be quick to agree, and maybe spill your own ideas. like you had thought, he was smart. you almost felt a twinge of guilt that you weren't helping as much as you wanted to.

so, both of you agreed. billy would write, you would organize everything. you had protested, saying you could be the one to write it. he refused, said it was okay. "i like to write," he said.

now, you were just making small talk with him. he told you about his dog. from the way he smiled and glowed while talking excitedly about him, you could tell billy cherished the thing. he mentioned his job delivering newspapers, and you heard how proud he was when he mentioned how his name was mentioned in the corner, thanking the boy for his delivery service. you had perked up, looking up from the paper you were absentmindedly doodling dogs on.

"oh yeah, you deliver the paper." he straightened up, nodding. "yeah! every sunday. you get it?" every week, they would type up the paper. then billy would stop by sunday morning and get to delivering it around. you heard he got a solid 5 bucks every time he did it.

you shook your head, a bittersweet look on your face. "nah, my house is a little ways different from your route, i think." you weren't even sure if your parents read the newspaper. they probably just watched the tv for anything important. you did, however. billy looked at you, a curious expression on his face. so you continued. "i don't think my parents read the paper. i do, sometimes." you shrugged. "you deliver the paper through the neighborhood a few blocks from the school, right?" he nodded.

"yeah, i live two or three blocks down from the entrance. so if i want to read the paper i just take a detour on monday from my usual walk to school, and i find one that someone tossed by the bus stop."

billy looked at you with a weird look on his face, smiling. then he started to laugh. you tensed up immediately, was he making fun of you? "hey, whats so funny?" you looked away nervously. he stopped laughing, a dopey grin on his stupid face. you almost missed the sound, almost. "nothing, i just don't know one kid that actually reads the paper. it's usually just the parents or old people."

oh. you thought back on what you said, and maybe you sounded a little nerdy, wanting the read the paper like that. you felt warmth in your cheeks, and you leaned on your hands, trying to look at anything but him. "well, i don't just read it.. i use the paper for other things i guess.." you couldn't stop the embarrassment and heat in your face. billy smiled, leaning forward at you. "like what?" he teased. you couldn't help but smile, too. "never mind that, showalter. jeez, you're nosey." he grinned still.

the teacher clapped, interrupting your thoughts. the groups around you quieted down as she started to talk. "alright, the bell's about to ring in a minute. i'll see you all on monday, and make sure you get any supplies needed for the project." you jumped in your seat, turning to billy again. "right! we need stuff to actually make it. i can stop by the store over the weekend to get what we need." billy shook his head. "i can go on sunday, it's not far off my route. i'll do it."

your heart leaped, he was being nice. but it also twisted, too. you sighed. "you're doing a lot for me already. i don't want to owe you.."

he shrugged, his face kind of flushed. "then don't. it's no biggie, really." he said your name. the way he said it made you happy. this boy!

he played with his fingers nervously for a moment. "do you wanna meet up after school on monday, maybe? so we can work on it. it's okay if you don't want to, or if you're busy, i get it, i have to do something with my parents tomorrow, so i get it," he rambled. you smiled. "no, we can. we'll get an early start."

he nodded at you, and he was relieved you said yes. the bell rung, and you began standing up, slinging your backpack over your shoulders. "okay. well, thank you billy. see you monday, i guess?" he gave you a thumbs up, packing his own stuff. he watched you wave at him, getting up and leaving before him. yeah, monday, he thought curiously.

you pushed through the halls. that was your last class for the day. you heard someone call you from behind, and you turned. donna was waving at you, so you slowed a little for her to catch up. "hey! how was the rest of your day?" she asked you.

"i got partnered with billy for a project," you replied. donna gasped dramatically as you pushed through the double doors and out the school. "no way! is that good or bad?" you thought for a moment. both of you stood next to the school, waiting for finney and gwen. you were neighbors, so you walked home together. "honestly? it's okay. he's actually... endearing. it's nice, i guess." she smiled at you. "you and a boy? i never would have thought." you pushed her gently. "what do you mean by that?!" both of you erupted into fits of laughter.

gwen and finney came, so you said goodbyes to donna. and you walked home together, talking about your day. you waved them goodbye, and went home.

saturday went by fast, and sunday came even faster.

something was shaking you. you were startled awake, to meet your parent's eyes looking into yours. you groaned. "what time is it..? its sunday, you should let me sleep.." they checked their watch, looking back at you. "9:50. i'm sorry, we got called in for work. we'll be back tonight. wanted to tell you before we left." you sighed. "okay. love you."

they kissed your forehead, leaving. you sat up and opened the blinds, seeing your parents car leave the driveway. stretching, you got up. might as well start the day. you wet your face, and fixed up your bed hair.

you stepped down the stairs, leaping on the couch. you clicked the remote, the tv turning on.

you were snapped away from your tv trance, when you heard a familiar ring. like a bicycle ring. who rides their bike this early in the morning?

you stood up, making your way to the door. opening it, you peeked out. then you saw it, the all-too familiar reddish orange jacket on a red bike. and the boy riding it. you stood outside, baffled. billy showalter.

you didn't know he would take note of where you said you lived. maybe it was a little weird. but you just stood there, watching him. he rang his bell again, your eyes fixed on his every move. he reached to his basket, picking out a paper and throwing it. it landed in the grass a few yards away. you ran to pick it up, smiling and waving at him. he waved back. you cupped your hands over your mouth. "thank you!"

he rang his bell and waved one last time, until he became smaller and smaller. you looked down at the paper in your hands, noticing a leaf sticking out. you took off the rubber band, the paper opening to reveal a beautiful pressed flower. your cheeks hurt from how much you were smiling, warmth in your face. there was a note, written neatly in blue ink.

"you owe me!" it read.

you really liked billy showalter.

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Leaving this as a good morning text, just to bully you some more, you know you like it...

From the series of mean Steve, the man has so much self control and restraint when he really puts his mind to it. He won't even tease you, because that would mean getting his attention, no, when he's mean and wants to be rude, he just ignores you, going on about your activities together, but barely looking at you, or barely kissing you, well, at least kissing you the way you want.

And it doesn't get any better. When he finally kisses you like you want, it doesn't last long before he pulls away, patting your cheek as if to tell you that you'll have to wait some more, just because he feels like it.

He would sit himself on the couch, turning on the tv, his thighs spread open as he flicks through the channels. You settle in the small armchair next to the couch, your knees up to your chest as you look at him through the corner of your eye, anticipating the moment he'll put the remote down and make his next move.

Once he doesn't find anything interesting he throws the remote aside, his hand settles into his lap as the other swipes through his hair, twitching his nose. You're about to open your mouth, say something along the lines 'are you hungry?' or 'want to cook something', but it remains clamped shut when the heel of his hand presses against his crotch, moving it ever so slightly.

You think you may burst into pieces, already knowing what's to come, and how long he'll be able to keep it up. When Steve is in this kind of mood and takes matters into his own hands, he rarely lets you touch him. His sweats make access easier, though he keeps his palm atop them, rubbing his hand over himslef and squeezing his length, liking to feel it swell in his hand. On the tv there's nothing interesting playing, because what could be more interesting than the beautiful man ready to touch himself a few feet away from you?

You tuck your lip between your teeth, trying to remain focused on the screen, but whatever entertainment program is playing doesn't manage to capture your focus. By your side, you notice, Steve is toying with the cord of his sweats, tugging them free before slipping his hand inside them, the material of his boxers being the only thing left between his hand and his hardening cock which is starting to bulge at his sweats nicely. He barely takes a deeper breath when his cock juts against his palm.

You shift in your seat, head turning towards him and the sight of his pink lips curling upwards the slightest bit has you nearly stomping you way to him and shoving his hand away from himself. Shuffling his sweats down to his mid-thigh, he drags his blunt nails over his length lightly, just as you would normally do.

He toys with himself like that; scratching at his thighs, palming his cock and pulling at his hair under the pretext that it's falling in his face hand tries to get it to stay back, though you notice the way his lips part with a gasp, making your cunt flutter around nothing.

You don't even know how you're still alive as he pulls his cock out, his flushed tip slapping to his stomach, but you continue watching him, instinctively your mouth getting wetter. Dipping his finger into the slit, he brings the bead of precum up to his lips, licking it clean before spitting in his palm, and after what feels like an eternity, he finally wraps his hand around himself, beginning to jerk himself off at a normal pace, not too slow and not too fast, simply taking the small amounts of pleasure that come with it.

The barely there whisper of your name has you squeezing your thighs tighter, swollen clit throbbing at the lack of touch. Each time his hand rises to the tip he twists his fist around himself, creating that good friction he's searching for. His head drops back against the couch, adam's apple bulging at his throat and bobbing as he swallow something which might've been a moan.

His tongue darting out to lick his lips as he leans forward, letting a bead of spit trail down his tongue and fall to the head of his cock, bringing his other hand to his length, wrapping just below his right one. Using his saliva as a lubricant he spreads it over himself as best he can before curling a finger towards you.

"Come here..." He breathes out. As soon as the words leave his mouth you're practically jumping off the armchair and shuffling to his side expectantly, sitting down between his legs when his head motions for you to do so. "Show me your tits." He orders, leaving no room for arguing as you urgently pull your sweater over your head and unhook your bra, tossing them carelessly aside while pushing your arms closer together, your breasts pressing against one another in the process.

Steve groans, almost wanting to ask you to jerk him off with them, but he keeps his cool, well as cool as one can be while jerking themselves off rapidly with two hands, his grip tight on himself as he works in earnest to bring himself over the edge.

You watch in awe as he leans back in his seat, hips bucking into his hands with an almost whiny moan of your name, the sound pulling at your heartstrings so you shuffle closer, fingers toying with your nipples, while looking up at him, barely seeing his brown irises, his blown pupils covering them whole.

"Fuck, shit! Open up f'me." He says, shuffling closer to the edge of the couch, the tips of his ears and nose being bright red with anticipation. You open your mouth for him, sticking your tongue out and puffing your chest out to catch all he has to offer. You hear it before you feel it. His stomach tenses, pushing a guttural moan out of his throat before ropes of cum land over the lower part of your face and your chest and tits, covering them in his mark as he rides out the high. He keeps fucking into his hands, overstimulating himself slightly before letting go, laying limply against the couch.

He pushes some cum from the corner of your lips back into your mouth, using his thumb, letting it toy with your bottom lip after, mumbling a soft praise for being so patient and good for him.

Later, he has you sitting on his face, grasping your waist tightly to encourage you to grind your puffy and needy clit over his lips, letting you take whatever you need.

im no longer alive.

#ask #you cant. the sweatpants #the 'show me your tits.' man. fuck you.#why would you #when you. when he. when #man #stevie #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut

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this isn’t rly a coherent point just a thought but i feel like the succession audience anon might be getting at the fact that the sociopolitical commentary of the show is lost as its audience increases? imo jesse’s political commentary is very clear but i also have my commie goggles on. but i know for a fact that the show is was not written nor marketed the way i’m consuming it. maybe jesse leans that way a bit but like he’s obviously descriptive and not prescriptive in his art so there’s that, and the constraints of tv are that it has to have broad enough appeal so you can’t be shoving your politics down the people’s throats necessarily. i think it is marketed to the brooklynite class you’re describing and i think they don’t fully get it and i also think as more people watch the more its themes are ignored in favor of stuff like omg who’d make the best successor, despite that not being what the show is about at all (also jesse has told us from day one who would make the “best” successor). idk like the people who get excited abt kendall becoming ceo you know? like omg it’s a win for him! like… are we watching the same show

ok i agree with a lot of this, and i am certainly also a known user of commie goggles lol. i think the fundamental limitation with the show is, like you said, that it's more interested in a descriptive mode than a prescriptive one, which means at its best it can nail character development and political satire, but it isn't really trying to offer any coherent alternative worldview. the portrayal of logan's gender / body politics is not flattering and doesn't flinch away from either the interpersonal trauma he inflicts on those around him or the broader political harm done by liberal capitalism; the show has also always been fairly sharp i think on the fascistic tendencies of capitalism and the way the latter turns into the former—again, shown both through logan's ideology of domination, social darwinist thinking, valorising certain types of bodies, etc, and through waystar's engagement with politics and politicians. however, i'd agree that this is all motivated by a description of the characters' worldviews and by satire of them, and we would probably see more of the cracks in the writers' and showrunners' politics if they tried to put forth some kind of more active alternative political platform.

that said, the fact that people miss these aspects of the show says as much to me about the political consciousness of viewers as it does about the intentionality of the writing. people with certain beliefs about masculinity are always going to watch 'fight club' and think tyler durden rules, no matter how effectively the critique is or isn't being made. similarly, people who think capitalism is a good or necessary system and doesn't derive value from fascism, or that succeeding in business is a matter of skill and mystical genius powers rather than a game of luck and accreting wealth, are always going to watch 'succession' and think that logan rules, or that the point is to identify the person who 'deserves' to take over waystar, or that capitalist electoral politics is a noble exercise in rhetoric that has simply been corrupted by a few evil apples, or what the fuck ever.

like, i'm not saying the writing is perfect or denying that it hits a wall in terms of actual radicalism. but i do think there are certain critiques the writers consistently and clearly make, often specifically via satire, that large swathes of the audience simply don't pick up on because they're approaching the text through their liberal capitalist ideological lens. you can see this, for example, in the journosphere's takes on the cruises storyline, which by and large completely failed to engage with the broader critique of capitalism as inherently producing death, exploiting bodies, and specifically preying on those deemed other or marginal—namely sex workers, migrants, women, etc. these points were very clearly made in the show and the meliorist viewpoint very clearly satirised (eg, in 'argestes'). ultimately, though, you can't rescue viewers from their own liberalism and you can't make them read the text from beyond those parameters. it's an issue of political consciousness, and although it can certainly be exacerbated by bad or milquetoast writing, even an explicitly radical piece of art will be interpreted through that liberal lens by people who are liberals (anyone remember the reviews of 'sorry to bother you'?)

i also would add that, in my opinion, this season has actually been more willing to overtly engage with the political threads than season 3. viewers can no longer hide behind the idea that the problem starts and ends with logan as an individual. matsson and his people have consistently been characterised as staking their own worth on their supposed biological superiority, with specific references to athletic ability, bodily strength, élite education that forms a class barrier, and the general idea of racial and genetic superiority ("nasdaq master race," "shallow end of the gene pool"). i'm aware there are many viewers, including on tumblr, who are not stringing these things together and seeing an overall discourse on capitalist eugenics and racism—but i do actually think that the satire here is being laid out pretty clearly in front of our faces. is this a show interested in exploring imaginative political alternatives? no, and you could convincingly argue on that basis that its fundamental stance is more self-satisfied snark than anything resembling actual leftist politics. i think, though, that this would be pretty evenly true since day 1, and that, at its best, the writing does hit on some key aspects of how capitalist spectacle functions, the power abuses it creates and enables, and how these things are inherent to capitalism writ large rather than being a unique pathology of the roys or waystar.

ultimately i love to see art that is actually communist / leftist in nature, is interested in alternatives to capitalism and ways out of our current political economic arrangement, etc. 'succession' is not that, clearly. part of the reason i do shit like blog about it is because it used to annoy me so much that no one was connecting certain more radical dots (like the obvious path from the show's historicised thinking -> a critique of capitalism as contingent) that are implied or allowed-for by the writing but never unpacked or explicated. so, often what interests me in the show is at least as much the lacunae left in the writing as the things it explicitly says. again, commie goggles. i also would tentatively agree with you that it's primarily marketed to people who are basically liberal and milquetoast, for reasons of profit motive, although again i honestly take in so little television advertising that i don't have much that's cogent to say about this angle of things lol.

i'm certainly not lying to myself that this show is any kind of radical statement of communist party values—i just also think that there are points of actually interesting satirical critique that the writers are very deliberate about, and that the guardian-new yorker-industrial complex is pretty much inherently going to miss these points or ignore them, for reasons that don't necessarily reflect one way or the other on the actual quality of the writing.

anyway, it was maybe goofy to write this out like an hour before the election episode airs, but these are certainly questions i will continue rotating after i see it lol.

#blood sacrifice

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Okay so my sister is trying out apple tv right now, which means I am binging all Fraggle Rock content on there as fast as I can.

They don't have the animated series though (which yes, this puppet show got an animated spin off).

So right now I'm watching what I can of that on Youtube because I don't know which streaming service has it (if one does have it), but I first discovered it on Neflix like 10+ years ago, but I don't think they ahve it anymore.

My mom bought one of the old Fraggle Rock dvd sets when I was a kid, so she could introduce me to it. Because Fraggle Rock was her Jim Henson puppet show of choice when she was a kid, vs any of his other works.

This post isn't really about that though, it's about how all the characters are slightly different in the different versions of the show.

For example Boober (though my favorite consistently in all of the shows) has variations in how exactly he's a downer.

Like he's always "a downer" but what exactly being a downer is seems to be different.

In the original he's just openly extremely anxious and paranoid, and suppresses his desire for fun and chaos to the point that he manifested a split personality. Sidebottom, who loves games and jokes and is the fraggle definition of life of the party, but is also totally down to just lie to get out of doing stuff he doesn't want to, or imprison people in the name of having a good time.

In the new series while Boober is still anxious and kind of grumpy he isn't constantly on the brink of spiraling and desperately clinging to random superstitions the way he was in the original. Like it seems he somewhat enjoys being miserable, vs him just kind of seeing it as inevitable because he was just that paranoid about things going wrong.

In the animated series he's no where near as anxious and paranoid as he is in the original, and isn't even all that grumpy. Though admittedly I only restarted my first rewatch of it in 10+ years, and I've only gotten through a couple episodes. But while he does get moody he's far more likely to explode into anger than into depressed wailing.

Though that's admittedly fair, considering in one episode he's just trying to do his job (cleaning laundry and delivering it back to where it needs to go), people keep cutting infront of his laundry cart, slowing him down. Or worse dirtying the clean laundry by actually running into him and upending the cart, or splashing a bunch of water onto the laundry cart. Meaning he has to go back and re-clean all the clothes he'd already washed and had been on his way to deliver.

And when he tells the others to at least watch where they're going, they all just go "complaining again Boober?" like he doesn't have the right to be upset when he has to go back and re-wash the same load of laundry 3 times in one day, when he's just trying to do his job.

So the fact that he seems more prone to angry outbursts rather than depressive/panicked ones could definitely just be the result that his friend group are kind of oblivious jerks in the animated series.

So yeah if you see me posting about Fraggle Rock, or the new series, or the animated series, or anything else Fraggle related it's because I'm binging a lot of fraggle content lol.

#boober fraggle #fraggle rock #fraggle rock the animated series #has anyone else on here other me ever even seen that one?#it's great you get to very clearly see the height differences between the main fraggles #from shortest to tallest it's Boober Wimbly Red Gobo Mokie #like I totally forgot just how much shorter Boober is compared to Mokie in the animated series #as puppets the top of his head is like level with her shoulders #but in the animated series there are shots that have it seem like he only comes up to like her mid chest At Most #he's Short in the animated series

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Lichantony - Lisandro The Babysitter

Thank you @ori0 for this gif that made me want to write Lichantony again.❤️

Summary - Antony is in a bind and needs someone to take care of his energetic four year old son, Lorenzo, for the day. Reluctantly, Lisandro agrees to help, despite having zero experience with children.

Enjoy!

As Antony dropped off little Lorenzo at Lisandro's doorstep, he rattled off a series of instructions, leaving Lisandro feeling overwhelmed. "Make sure he eats his meals, takes his afternoon nap, and keep him entertained. He loves dinosaurs, so try to play with his toy dinosaur collection if you can. Oh, and I almost forgot, he's afraid of the dark, so make sure all the lights are on. Thanks, Licha, I owe you big time!"

"Um....right."

The house went quiet with Antony shutting the door behind him. Suddenly Lisandro wass left with a kid who hadn't been taught that it's rude to stare.

"What?" He hissed at the child.

"What are we gonna do today?"

"Watch TV."

Lisandro helped Lorenzo with his things, hanging the childs jacket and backpack on a hook in thehallway.

"But I'm hungry." Lorenzo said, as Lisandro gave the kid a quick tour of his apartment, settling in the living room.

"You can eat in front of the TV."

Lisandro flipped through the channels to find somthing child appropiate to watch. "Fear Factor. You like that show don't you?"

"No."

Lisandro ignored the boy and left him to make a light snack in the kitchen. He grabbed a caprisun from the fridge and a couple of apples from the fruit bowl, which he cut into ridiculously small pieces, muttering, "No one is choking on my watch."

He returned to the living room to see Lorenzo's eyes glued to the TV, an expression of terror on his faces.

"What? What's happening?" Lisandro rushed forward with the apples and caprisun, joining Lorenzo on the couch.

"Why are they making people eat those bugs?" Lorenzo covered his eyes with his hands.

"Don't look away." Lisandro laughed. "This is the best part."

"I don't wanna see." The boy cried.

"Oh come on."

As the only responsible adult in the house, Lisandro felt compelled to grabbed the remote and shut off the TV. Only then did little Lorenzo drop his hands from his face.

"How about we go to the park?"

"Yay!"

Kids could entertain themselves at the park, he thought, with all the swings and monkeybars they had down there. The first real obstacle Lisandro faced babysitting Lorenzo, came when they got back home to have lunch.

Unsure of his dietary preferences, Lisandro presented an assortment of snacks and a bowl of macaroni and cheese. Lorenzo picked at his food, making a mess in the process that left Lisandro both amused and exasperated. Eventually, after much coaxing and some silly faces, Lorenzo finished his meal, albeit with orange cheese stains on his clothes.

"Bathroom, now!" Lisandro ordered. "And don't touch anything on your way there."

After lunch, it was time for Lorenzo afternoon nap. Lisandro tried his best to create a quiet and calm environment, but Lorenzo had other plans. He resisted the idea of napping, running around the apartment like a mini cyclone. Lisandro finally resorted to playing a soothing lullaby, which eventually lulled Lorenzo into slumber.

"I wanna go home."

Around six a clock Lisandro had some of his friends come over to watch a game played in the Argentinian football league. They were all having a good time, eating take out and being a bit too loud. It is what must have woken little Lorenzo up as he appeared in front of the TV with a blanket wrapped around his body.

"Home, what do you mean?" Lisandro tapped the cuchens beside him. "Come watch the game with us." He hoped that would get the kid to move out of the way, however, Lorenzo shook his head and started to wail, tears flowing like a river.

"I want my, Pãi. I want to go home!"

"Jesus Licha, make it stop." His friends cupped their ears with their hands.

There was a gut groping feeling watching Lorenzo run off with tears in his eyes.

Lisandro stood. "Guys, I think you better leave."

"Leave, why should we leave?" It was Lisandro who had invited them after all.

"Just leave please, I need a minute with the kid."

Displeased, his friends did what they were told, leaving Lisandro alone with Lorenzo. He found him hiding out in the guestroom, which Lisandro had his maids make childproof for the night.

He knocked on the door. "Lorenzo, can I come in?"

"No."

The boy lay on the bed, his little body trembling with his quiet sniffles.

"Come on, don't do that to your uncle." Lisandro entered the room, approaching the bed

Lorenzo turned his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. "Você não é meu tio." (You are not my uncle.)

"Not your real uncle, no. But your dad is like a brother to me, which means I care about you too."

"Like my tio?"

Lisandro sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to tousle Lorenzo curls with his hand. "Exactly like your tio." He smiled.

"Pãi says that you are his best friend."

"We are more than best friend's. I love your dad very much. Someday you might understand."

Lorenzo nodded. "I understand, I love Pãi very much too."

"Well he'll be glad to hear that."

With Lorenzo finally wiping his tears Lisandro took a moment to catch his breath. He marveled at the unexpected challenges of childcare but found himself smiling at the thought of spending time with such a vibrant and imaginative little boy.

As the two of them still had a couple of hours to kill before Lorenzo's bedtime, Lisandro discovered a newfound talent for pretending to be a dinosaur. He roared, stomped, and chased after Lorenzo throughout the apartment, their laughter filling the air. They spent hours building imaginary dinosaur habitats, complete with makeshift caves and foliage.

However, as the evening approached, Lisandro realized that they hadn't prepared dinner yet. Panicking, he quickly rummaged through the fridge, desperately searching for something easy and kid-friendly to make. With a sigh of relief, he found a frozen pizza. Lisandro popped it into the oven, and soon the delicious aroma filled the room.

Eventually lights started to flicker, signaling dusk. Remembering Antony's mention that Lorenzo afraid of the dark, Lisandro turned on every lamp in the house. The warm glow illuminated the room, creating a cozy atmosphere. However as Lisandro lay in his own bed ready to call it the night, there was a light knock on his door.

"Yes?"

Lorenzo pocked his head through, seeing that Lisandro was still awake the boy rushed over to his bed.

"What is it, can't sleep?"

Lorenzo nodded, stretching his arms up in the air. Lisandro sighed but reached out to lift up the boy, welcoming him into his bed.

"But no kicking." He warned. "Or you'll be left sleeping on the floor, got it?"

The boy gave half a nod before he lay knocked out asleep. Lisandro shook his head in disbelief and reached out to dim the lights in his room.

Lorenzo did not respect the no kicking rule, but Lisandro was just glad that the boy hadn't woken up during the night, scared of the dark or crying for his dad.

When Antony arrived the next morning, Lisandro was at the door, exhausted but content.

"How did it go?" Antony asked.

"Next time you need a sitter get somebody else to do it."

Antony's face erupted in braud smile. "Thanks Licha, I owe you one."

Lorenzo stepped into his shoes and followed his dad out the door. However, halfway towards the elevator he decided to run back to were Lisandro stood watching them in his doorway.

"Bye uncle Lisandro!"

Lisandro stumbled backwards as he was ambushed with a big hug from Lorenzo.

"See you next time." He waved before returning to his dad.

Antony shrugged his shoulders, so did Lisandro. He waved back. "See you later kid!"

#fanfiction #football imagine #manchester utd #man utd #footballer imagine #football angst #lisandro martinez #antony santos #lichantony

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mariusperkins · 4 months

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my favourite new-to-me movies of 2023

a few years ago my resolution was to stop just only rewatching Ocean's Eleven over and over and actually watch some of the thousand-ish movies that I say I'm going to watch and then don't, which, honestly, has been Very fun and something I highly recommend! It also means that I watch a lot of movies that aren't actually "new" (which, honestly, I also recommend).

Picking a top 20 was really hard this year (I would do top 10 but that was impossible), I watched so many movies I absolutely LOVED, and so I narrowed them down to the below using the only criteria that I think really matters when it comes to lists like this which is 1. How insane did I feel about the movie at the time, and 2. Do I still feel insane about it when I think about it now.

This list got long so to save your dash I have put it under the cut:

20. Fire of Love (2022): a documentary about the lives of two volcanologists who ultimately died together in a volcanic eruption. It's told in such a beautiful, moving way, and I've been telling everyone I know to watch it, so of course it had to make this list

19. Lady For a Day (1933): a group of loosely-socially-connected people work together to convince a wealthy man that an old impoverished apple seller is a member of high society so her daughter (who also believes her slightly-estranged mother is high society) can marry into real high society. It was literally the first movie I watched in 2023 and I truly can't think of a better way to start off a year than with a movie that is about helping other people for the sake of Just Helping Them, because we should care about other people, because what else are we on this earth for if not to help and care about other people. Also, this is one of those 1930s movies that seems wildly progressive in it's treatment of women (nobody shames Annie for having a daughter out of wedlock or anything that goes along with that, everyone wants her to be happy, and healthy, and to help her get the thing that she wants above all else: for her daughter to be happy and safe).

18. The Talk of The Town (1942): one of the many "Cary Grant's most bisexual movies" but boy howdy is it!! Cary Grant, a communist sympathiser and unionist, has to hide out at Jean Arthur's farmhouse to escape the law after being accused of a crime he didn't commit but wouldn't you know it, Jean Arthur's just rented out her farmhouse to Ronald Coleman, a judge who prides himself on his neutrality who's about to be nominated to the supreme court! Jean Arthur, thinking fast, says Cary Grant is her gardener for the farmhouse and also sets about trying to prove to Ronald Coleman that Cary Grant is innocent, Cary Grant sets about trying to radicalise Ronald Coleman before he can get to the supreme court. Ronald Coleman spends a significant amount of time playing chess with Cary Grant while the two of them speak softly to each other. Just wonderful stuff, and Jean Arthur is so beautiful that I genuinely tried to find out what her skincare regime was.

17. Beyond The Infinite Two Minutes (2020): a short (just over an hour) Japanese scifi film where a man discovers that the tv in the cafe downstairs from him and the tv in his apartment are connected, with the tv in the cafe showing two minutes into the future (of whatever is in front of the tv in his apartment). It does some really fun stuff with this time-travel adjacent concept, especially in the final "fight" sequence! It's a little hard to find (I think I might have watched it on vimeo?), but absolutely worth it.

16. White Zombie (1932): sometimes called the "first zombie movie", it's so different from what we now think of as a "zombie movie" that it feels fresh (or, at least, it did to me). A young bride is "killed" by an evil count and brought back as a zombie forced to obey his will. I found the short scene towards the end of the movie where her husband and True Love almost breaks the hold on her mind and there's a close up of her expression as it changes from wide-eyed blankness to almost a smile before she slips back under Bela Lugosi's spell to be genuinely affecting. Also, there's a scene right at the start where Bela Lugosi's eyes are superimposed over a scene that I found genuinely frightening, I was as jumpscared by those eyes as a person watching in 1932 probably was, which is always a fun feeling.

15. A New Leaf (1971): Walter Matthau, an aging, asexual bachelor is informed that he is on the brink of complete poverty and decides to find a orphaned heiress to marry (and then murder) to keep himself in his preferred lifestyle. After several unsuccessful endeavors he meets Elaine May (who also wrote and directed the movie), a weathly and extremely absent-minded botanist. Instead of killing her, he trips his way through improving both her life and himself. I was enthralled by this movie, I just want to rotate every part of it in my mind forever.

14. It's a Wonderful Knife (2023): the most recent of all the movies on this list in terms of both release date and me having watched it, this slasher retelling of 'it's a wonderful life' has it all: a Scary Slasher opening featuring a killer with a gimmick ("The Angel"), the classic bit where she wishes she'd never been born and stumbles through realising Oh No I'm In The Universe Where I've Never Been Born, the universe saving True Love of lesbians, Justin Long being a little weirdo, the bit where she runs down the street wishing everyone and everything a merry christmas. All the in-text callouts by the characters that what's happening is "just like" it's a wonderful life snowballed into a (to me) touching romantic moment ("you were my Clarence"). It all just Worked!! The perfect holiday watch.

13. Bones (2001): I love a horror movie that I've never heard of and the early 2000s is a great time period for this. 1970s Snoop Dogg (with beautiful 1970s hair!) is murdered, and his ghost comes back to get revenge on those who killed him. Features some great gross-out horror scares (the nightclub scene, especially, made me jump out of my seat and pace around). Also, a very cool, scary-looking poster!

12. Eyes Without A Face (1960): A doctor attempts to use his plastic surgery skills to "replace" his daughter's face, which has been mangled in a car accident (that he caused). I hope whoever designed the mask the daughter wears, which is a plain white 'death mask' style with only the eyes cut out, got some kind of award because it's visually striking in every scene (especially when combined with her mod/60s coat). This movie is full of the gestures towards a broader life that his daughter would have had, or the life she did have that is just enough to both paint a vivid picture and make you feel so curious that the movie would be enthralling even without the serial murder/body horror aspect. Has one of the greatest "good for HER" endings to a movie I've ever seen, which I would implore you not to spoil for yourself if you want to watch this. The version up on internet archive does have english subtitles (thank you internet archive!!).

11. Grosse Point Blank (1997): A disconnected and disaffected hit man attends his high school reunion, confronting his past (the mother that barely recognises him, the girlfriend he abandoned on prom night, the friend that never heard from him after he left town) and his present (the other hit men attempting to kill him). I feel cringe somehow for putting this on my list, I feel cringe admitting that I did feel a big Swell of emotion as John Cusack makes eye contact with a baby as the lyrics to Queen/Bowie's 'Under Pressure' swells in the background (why don't we give ourselves one more chance), I even feel a little cringe for liking something that seems like it should only appeal to Gen X's. But what is this list for if not for films that game me cringe levels of emotions?

10. Waxworks (1988): Much like the early 2000s, the 1980s are also a great decade for 'horror movies you've never heard of'. The plot summary doesn't do much to give it away: 'a group of teens go to a wax museum and get killed off one by one'. "Well, that's just house of wax", you think to yourself, "I know what to expect from this movie". It isn't, and you don't. Please don't look up scenes ahead of time, please do watch this movie!

9. Knightriders (1981): I'm a very loud member of the Movies Should Be Shorter club but this movie is over two hours and I wish it had gone on forever. Every time you think 'well that's the end of the movie' another movie arc starts, and I couldn't have been happier. It follows the "knights" (motorbike stuntmen) in an 80s renaissance fair as they travel from town to town, argue about modernising, and put on shows. Feels like you're really vibing with them under the 1980s sun. Also features a cameo of Stephen King, who eats a sandwich in a truly disgusting way.

8. House (1977): a group of teen girls go to the house of one of the girl's aunts. It's a very haunted house. The best way I can think to describe it is that it's like watching the description of a nightmare you had as a child, almost too over the top and ridiculous to be scary in an explainable way but it is still scary. I'll think about the piano sequence until the day I die.

7. They Might Be Giants (1971): A man who, after the death of his wife and his subsequent mental breakdown, believe himself to be Sherlock Holmes. His brother, who's attempting to get him committed to collect his inheritance, introduces him to a woman named Dr Watson. They run around around town as the man who believes himself to be Sherlock Holmes attempts to solve the mystery that he believes Moriarty is orchestrating, solving real problems for various people around town almost by accident. A extremely hopeful and upbeat movie with the saddest last 60 seconds to a movie I've ever seen, a very, very bittersweet love story.

6. The Palm Beach Story (1942): Claudette Colbert is deeply in love with her big rectangle of a husband Joel McCrea, but wants to divorce him because she believes that providing for her is holding him back (and he won't let her accept money from random men who want to give her money for being beautiful - a realistic thing to happen if you are Claudette Colbert imo). He's desperate to stay married to her so when she runs off to Palm Beach for a quickie 1940s divorce he follows her, but on the way she meets mega rich Rudy Vallee who falls instantly in love with her. As a complete 180 to the previous movie, this is a fun movie with the most rediculous final 60 seconds. I truly believe that your enjoyment of the movie hinges on those final moments - I, of course, loved it.

5. The Abominable Dr Phibes (1971): the king of horror Vincent Price stars as the mysterious Dr Phibes, who's out to kill a very specific set of people in various very specific ways, assisted by his beautiful and incredibly dressed assistant Vulnavia while the police unsuccessfully try to figure out what he's doing and stop him. I truly loved this movie, the mystery just silly enough, the kills just over the top enough, the elaborate sets not really trying to not look like sets and better off for it!! The sequel, in which Dr Phibes and Vulnavia travel to Egypt to resurrect Dr Phibes' wife, is also quite good!

4. Brief Encounters (1945): A man and woman, both happily (or at least contentedly) married to other people, meet and fall into a whirlwind-style love before the real world crashes back into them. Soul-obliteratingly sad, but in the way that love can be, sometimes.

3. Shocker (1989): A college student starts having visions of a serial murderer in which the murderer can see him, helps to catch the murderer... And then the movie really starts. This was going to be lower down until I realised that it's become such a reference point for me since I watched it. I wish Wes Craven would make a sequel about the protagonist's girlfriend, who, by the end of the movie, is a ghost who shares his body.

2. Wild Thing (1987): Tarzan, but if Tarzan was in 1980s New York instead of the jungle. I had such a fun time with this movie! Excellent use of 'wild thing' (the song) needle drop, which happens in conjunction with a Spiderman-style man-on-the-street interview section. To me, this one is an undiscovered gem.

1. Tampopo (1985): a woman, who isn't good at making ramen but owns a ramen shop, asks a truck driver and his friend to help her improve her cooking. He agrees, and they begin a winding journey, encountering and befriending various people to help her along the way. Tampopo is also a movie that's interested in exploring the different relationships people can have to food and the different roles it plays in society, so it's full of little tiny scenes staring all kinds of wonderful weirdos like this scene, which is one of my favourite scenes in all of cinema, of a little old woman causing chaos in a small supermarket late at night. Also, if you watch this movie: get ramen first, because otherwise you'll have to pause the movie to go and get food.

Honourable Mentions: You've Heard Of This Edition

Best movie about The Movies: Asteroid City (2023)

Best action scene that made me claw at the person next to me: Mission Impossible (Dead Reckoning Part One (2023)

Award for 'movie famous for being good that is good': RoboCop (1987)

Award for 'movie referenced as a punchline that actually has Things To Say about the treatment of houseless people to the point that I now feel like those punchlines do the movie and incredible disservice': C.H.U.D (1984)

Best rediculous stunts/scene chewing from Jake Gyllenhaal: Ambulance (2022)

Best 4th movie in a film series that was still incredible and also made me cry: John Wick Chapter 4 (2023)

Award for special effects/goo (for when you see the clones sloughing out of the pods): Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)

Best use of Bill Pullman as a romantic lead: While You Were Sleeping (1995)

Award for 'predator movie that is actually enjoyable to watch': Prey (2022)

Best use of cocaine as a plot device: Cocaine Bear (2023)

Honourable Mentions: Maybe You Haven't Heard Of This Edition

Best movie that is just really a series of weird little sketches: Better Off Dead (1985)

Best movie about a married couple that are horny for each other: Undercover Blues (1993)

Best use of Willem Dafoe as an ally to the protagonist: Daybreakers (2009)

Best use of a one location (and primarily one set): Welcome Back Mr McDonald (1997)

Best use of the little lock of hair that falls out of the gelled-back hairdo in a 1930s male lead: Love Is News (1937)

Best use of enemies-to-lovers: Legal Eagles (1986)

Best use of Bob Hope: Nothing but the Truth (1941)

Award for 'most people cheating on each other with everyone else' in a single movie: Dinner at Eight (1933)

Best movie involving a woman who died and then possesses another woman to get revenge on the man who killed her: Supernatural (1933)

Best use of weird masks and scary basements: Popcorn (1991)

Award for 'most 1980s tropes in a 1930s movie': The Old Dark House (1932)

Best underutilised setting for a horror movie: Intruder (1989)

Best movie that you truly can't believe got made and released: Roar (1981)

Best performance of an actor pretending to be a robot: Deadly Friend (1986)

Best 1930s 'extremely wealthy old man and poor fast talking woman best friendship' in a movie: Easy Living (1937)

Best early 2000s thriller you haven't heard of/best Emily Blunt performance: Wind Chill (2007)

Best use of 1940s tropes and jokes in a hallmark movie: A Biltmore Christmas (2023)

Best use of best friends in a noir movie: The Gun for Hire (1942)

Best netflix movie that netflix inexplicably didn't bother promoting: They Cloned Tyrone (2023)

Best Dylan O'Brien performance: The Outfit (2022)

Best slimy little weasel performance: Cure For Wellness (2016)

Best use of time travel to a Very specific but not well-known historical event: Timeline (2003)

Award for most specific accident in a horror movie that required a transplant: Mad Love (1935)

#mariusperkins at the movie #if you enjoy this let me know and I'll do more of it I guess

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czerwonykasztelanic · 1 year

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Metal to the masses!

LAST UPDATED: Feb 15 2023

Ave! Here's a list of various links to all things heavy metal. Doesn't matter if you're just getting into the genre and feeling totally lost, looking for something new to expand your already fvking brvtal taste, or seeking to win a debate under a Facebook post - this post is for you! (I'm by no means an expert, but I do try.)

Archives, music-sharing platforms and news outlets:

Encyclopaedia Metallum - If you want to own someone in an online argument, this is the place to go. Everything on every band, album and genre. When I say "every band", I mean it - even my local thrash outfit with 40 listeners on Spotify have their page. If you create your own account, you can add more pages to the Metal Archive, write reviews, browse forums, et cetera. Just don't fuck around and the mods will leave you be.

Kuttengallerie - A huge gallery of various battle vests and battle jackets, mostly from the 2000s and early 2010s. They're even sorted alphabetically. If you're looking for ideas or references, head on in. It's also part of a larger online forum, which is sadly mostly inactive. (This one's in German, but Google Translate exists, guys. Also, shout-out to my brother in metal Blues for showing me this!)

Rate Your Music - Not exclusive to metal, but you can create lists, rate music (like the name suggests), write reviews, et cetera. Good way to discover new things.

AngryMetalGuy - Funny, scathing, high-quality. One of the most prominent metal blogs. Bonus points from me because TheKenWord is a fan of Artificial Brain. (Big thanks to @dropdeadjack for this suggestion - and many others!)

Bandcamp - You can buy digital tracks, albums, even merchandise. Oftentimes it's "name your price", so look out for bargains. Bandcamp charges very low fees - it pays artists way more than most other platforms do. Also, it has curated collections.

Soundcloud - Good for uploading your own things, as well as finding others' stuff. A sort of alternative to Spotify/Apple Music/et cetera.

Loudwire - Mostly big news and sensations (picture Slipknot's beef with MGK); not a valuable source of information but it is funny sometimes and keeps you up-to-date with the talk of the town. Things like reunions, break-ups, new albums; rock and metal alike.

Metalsucks - Also lighthearted, but seems to be more respected in the metal community itself. Again, keeps you up to date.

Metal Injection - Another fairly reliable metal news outlet.

Documentaries, movies, YouTube channels:

Metal Evolution - Really well-made, high-quality series, but I've only watched part of it myself. By metalheads and for metalheads. Here are links to some episodes: Extreme Metal, Pre-Metal, Thrash Metal, Power Metal, Early Metal, Glam Metal.

Banger TV - Hosted by Sam Dunn, the guy who did the Metal Evolution documentary. Lots of interviews, reviews, tips; hell, even a comedy series (Heavy Metal Hitchhiker). They've also started a podcast, apparently.

Heavy: The Story of Metal - Not my favorite, but it does get the point across. Here's a link to episode 4 - Seek & Destroy. You can probably find the rest of the episodes on YouTube.

Heavy Metal Democracy Project - Banger TV strikes yet again. This playlist has videos such as "How to get into death metal", "How to get into thrash metal", so on and so forth.

Festivals:

Wacken Open Air - Germany. Considered by most to be the largest one in Europe.

Hellfest - France. Also a contender to Wacken's title.

Download - UK. The Donington Park one. Not metal-exclusive, one of the biggest festivals in the world. See also: Download Australia and Download Japan.

Bloodstock Open Air - UK.

Maryland Deathfest - US. As the name suggest, mostly death metal.

Louder Than Life - US. Possibly the biggest festival in America.

Aftershock - US. Rock and metal.

Ozzfest - Touring. Put Osborne back on the map.

Knotfest - Touring. Founded by Slipknot.

Summer Breeze - Germany.

Mystic Festival - Poland. Biased because I've been there.

Sweden Rock Festival - Sweden (lol). (Not listing all the Scandinavian ones because we'd be here all day.)

Metaldays - Slovenia. Biased because I almost was there.

Brutal Assault - Czech Republic.

Tuska Open Air - Finland.

Copenhell - Denmark.

Hell & Heaven - Mexico.

Rock al Parque - Colombia. One of the biggest in Latin America.

Hellprint - Indonesia.

Bangalore Open Air - India.

Other:

Guitar Hero - If you've followed me for a while, you'll know that I love that retro mess of a game. Here are downloadable versions of World Tour and Guitar Hero III.

Louder Than Hell - An oral history of metal by Katherine Turman and John Wiederhorn. Interviews with all the big names - hundreds of 'em. (Thanks @gia-is-a-punk-rocker for this one!)

#Output #Heavy Metal #Masterpost #If you've got anything to add - hit me up!

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I see a lot of people in the For All Mankind tag talking about how the pro-US propaganda is blatant and annoying. And it is, but I honestly don't think it could be made any other way and still be as grounded, which is a paradox but I think it's true.

For All Mankind is about the Space Race--its core concept/question is "What if the Space Race didn't end in 1969?" And the answer is, that if the Space Race hadn't ended, the massive propaganda machine built to propel it would keep going.

The entire concept of the Space Race was 100 percent organic, grass-fed Cold War propaganda, on both sides. My grandparents got married in Moscow the year Yuri Gagarin flew on Vostok 1; my dad watched Neil Armstrong take his first steps on the moon. Both were touted in their home nations as the height of human achievement and a mark of their nations' supremacy over their rival.

There's no way to convincingly depict the social climate of an extended Space Race without including a ton of propaganda. If you want to depict a more collaborative, less propagandistic timeline, that's the one we live in--an international space station (lowercase, not the same as the ISS) was proposed as a joint US/USSR collaboration as early as 1970. But unfortunately, the Cold War intensified in the 70s and because NASA was no longer a prominent fixture in the everyday American mind, politicians cut its funding.

For All Mankind actually depicts the friction between propaganda and reality pretty well, I think. They comment on the irony of the quote "We came in peace for all mankind" within the first episode, I think (currently don't have Apple TV so can't check) and, without going into detail, the show demonstrates throughout the decades how an atmosphere of propaganda and building to win damages international relations, public trust in science, and corrupts the very basis of why space exploration is so wonderful.

Just because they have space hotels and advanced technology does not mean that For All Mankind is meant to depict an ideal timeline or even a better timeline. It depicts a timeline where the goal is to win; not to explore, not to understand, and certainly not to collaborate. Most of the most inspiring real-world projects of the later 20th century aren't even considered important in the world of For All Mankind, just stepping stones to plant flags. If science does happen, it's a byproduct. If progress happens, it's in spite of the governments depicted, not because of it.

That's a world that's super interesting to watch, because it knows it needs the propaganda to move forward--and because it knows the propaganda is a lie.

#i almost called real life the 'canon timeline' i need to go to bed #for all mankind #it seems like they're planning on doing an iss thing but on mars in season 4 which should be interesting

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An Incredible Poop

AU Where Mr. Incredible still works at an office and Dash is an adult. Bob comes home from work. Dash is on the couch watching TV.

Dash

Hiii dad, how was work

Bob

Hi Dash. Work... well, you remember my boss Mr. Huph? Always watching my every move to see if he can get me fired and my family goes poor? Yeah he's back at it again...

Dash

Uh Oh, well he's just an idiot so don't worry about him

Bob

That's always good advice. And by the way...No capes! You remember that?

Dash

Yes aunt edna called the other day

Bob

How is she doing? I still miss her all the time. She was like a second mother to me... and a great designer.

Dash

She's fine, she asked me to model for the new collection

Bob

Really? Man that would be great if you could do that. She made the best super suits. No one could make one like she did.

Dash

Omg do you know what happend at school today??

Bob

Tell me! I love it when you talk about your life. I'm sure nothing could compare to what I have to deal with at work. I'm sure nothing could surprise me...

Dash

At lunch today I saved another student from choking. Guess he couldn't wait to gobble up his pbj sandwich, he choked on it real bad.

Bob

Wow... I'm impressed. How did you help him? Did you perform the heimlich maneuver? I bet it was tense.

Dash

Well I sorta kicked his stomach. But it's the same result!

Bob

That’s amazing… I’m so proud of you right now! Just think, you saved that patient’s life! That’s incredible.

Dash

Thanks dad, I'm so glad to be super like you, you’re always a hero to me

Bob

You are my son. You make me so proud.

And remember, if something happens to me or Helen I want you to be brave, okay?

Dash

Nothings gonna happen to you and mom, right?

Bob

Of course not! Everything’s going to be just fine! But if anything… happens… just remember how much I love you. Okay?

Dash

I know that…Dad can I ask you something?

Bob

Of course you can. If it makes you uncomfortable, then you don’t have to tell me and I promise I won’t be mad… but go ahead, son. Ask me anything. Nothing is off the table in this household. No secrets.

Dash

Well, it's a little embarrassing…

Bob

Hey… nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m your dad. There’s nothing that you could say to make me think less of you… what’s on your mind, champ?

Dash

I've been having stomach problems lately and I wanted to ask if you could help me?

Bob

Stomach Problem? Like you’re not, uh… having an easy time going to the bathroom? Is that what you mean?

Dash

Yeah...my belly is just full with shit but I just can’t like get it out

Bob

Hmm. Okay, I got you. Are you drinking enough water? It might seem simple, but if you drink enough water and eat enough fiber it’ll be easier. But, if you’re really stopped up, I have a few tricks that might help clear your system out. But those might be a little gross for you, do you still want me to share?

Dash

Yeah dad I need to know

Bob

Okay, buddy. So drink a lot of water. That will help. In addition, eat beans with your dinner. And if all else fails, eat a handful of prunes. Prunes are gross and slimy, but they’re nature’s colon clean-out. They’ll make you poop to a point to where you might not even have to push. That should help get you going again…How was that? Too gross and TMI?

Dash

Huh, but I don’t really like prunes…What about those husk seed thingys? Aren't they like a natural laxative?

Bob

Ooh. You mean the psyllium husk things? Sure, they might help. But be careful, they really expand in your stomach. You’ll be taking a massive…you know.

Dash

Well dad, that’s the goal, taking a massive shit.

Bob

Right, I just wanted to make sure you knew what would happen. But if that’s the result you’re looking for, then give those a shot. They come in different flavors too, like apple & cinnamon…

Dash

How do you know all that, do you suffer from constipation

Bob

Sometimes! It can be a pain. And I know you’re probably not a fan of all the details, but you did say you wanted to know! Being a supers is fun but we’re prone to a pretty intense diet and the whole thing isn’t always friendly to my digestive tract.

Dash

Gotcha, but I don't think that it relates to my power. It feels like I shouldn't have eaten so many chilli dogs...stomach growl oww

Bob

Ha! I know all about the chili dog struggles. I’ve been there before.

They both walk toward the bathroom while Dash holds his stomach

Dash

Great then you’re a pro.

growl. Mom got me those husk pills, maybe they will help

Bob

I hope they work, your stomach sounds like its turning upside down

Dash

Yes I know dad, but this turd needs to come out first

Bob

Okay, Champ. Well do me a favor? When you… you know. When you’re done… can you give me a holler? I just want to make sure everything came out okay.

Bob stands in the doorway, trying to close the door to let Dash do his business until

Dash

Actually dad...can you stay and hold my hand? I’m kinda scared

Bob

Kiddo, are you kidding me? Of course. I’ll be right at your side.

You got this.

Bob is a little reluctant, but he wants to help his poor son and locks the door behind him

Dash

Thanks dad, ugh I think they’re working...my insides are moving

Bob

Keep pushing, son. You can do this.

Dash

You sure you won't mind dad?

Bob

Of course not. You are my son. What do you think I am, the poop policeman?

Dash plants his ass on the toilet, while Bob sits next to him on the bathtub rim

Dash

Ok here it...goes hnng

carl strains as he farts intensely, so far things seem normal to Bob

Bob

You okay, kid? Everything come out okay?

Dash

I- groan

Dash's stomach growls and a big load comes out, Dash grits his teeth and the bathroom starts to reek of foul shit

Bob

Holy mother. The smell is unbelievable… oh my God.

You okay, buddy? It was… that bad?

Dash

Yes it is, I didn’t mean to be so loud. Fuck, I’m sorry dad, theres no air freshner.

Bob

Don’t apologize, my son. I’m not angry. But, and this is something you need to hear, that was absolutely foul. Well, I think it’s best-

Dash

Growl OOH that wasn't all of it, here comes round...2...ahhh

Dash ejects a jet of diarrhea and grasps his dads hand for support while Bob can’t help but hold his nose with his other hand

Bob

Jesus H. Christ kiddo. I have no words… I’m not sure if I’m more impressed or more concerned right now.

Dash

Hehe I hope impressed dad...oh god, dad I need both of your hands to concentrate, another wave is coming in hot!

Bob

(Oh lord…)Alright, kid... I'm ready.

Dash

Phew ok, pushinggg

Dash pushes out more gas, vibrating the room. He starts sweating

Bob

Hang in there champ. It's gonna be a tough one.

Remember... you're the son of Mr. Incredible. You can do anything.

Dash

Thanks dad, you taught me how to shit big after all. I can still feel some in there, can you massage my belly to get it out? I feel like I’m seeing stars at the moment…

Bob

Alright buddy, you got it. Just be ready for a big one.

Bob starts massaging Dash's stomach resulting in

Dash

Thanks dad, your the best. Huh think that might've been a false alarm? Maybe it's got stagefright?

Bob

Could be. Or, in the words of your mother, you can't rush a good poop.

Maybe we just need to wait a few minutes? Let your body take its time. How does that sou-

Dash

OH HOLD ON HOLD ON!

Bob

It’s happening isn’t it? OH MY GOD!

Dash squeezes Bobs hands as he poops out the chunky remains of the chilli dogs, the toilet is filled to the brim with shit, Bob can't believe it, Dash exhales relaxed as he's finishing

Dash

…wow

Bob

That…That was one of the most intense poops on the planet. You okay champ?

Dash

I think so

Bob

I can’t even believe that just happened. That was the poop of legend. You filled the toilet all the way to the top?

Dash

Fuck I guess I did papa hahaha. This pile is huge!

Bob couldn’t help but look down to the bowl and it was true

Bob

That’s got to be the biggest poop I’ve ever seen. I bet you feel 10 pounds lighter now.

Dash

More like 50 pounds

Bob

Wow… that must have been one hell of a chili dog. I’m so proud of you for pushing through it. That was some next level super-pooping.

The young man leans back and tries to recover from the pushing

Dash

They really came for seconds. Do you think it'll flush?

Bob

I think you better grab a plunger. That thing isn’t going down without a fight, chuckles.

Dash

Ok, we'll i hope that's it for pooping

Bob

Yeah, I think you're done. You're completely empty. Well, I am very proud of you. You did it. That really was something.

Do you feel better now?

Dash

Yeah I definit- fart ahhh definitely feel better

Bob

Uh oh... you feel like you've got more?

Dash

Nono it's just leftover toxins, see?

Dash grins as Bob starts to get gassed up by his son

Bob

Oh for the love of all things good...Mm, that stinks. It's better out than in, right?

Dash

Well lets try flushing it

Bob

Okay, let's give it a shot. Flush away, son!

The toilet flushes but clogs halfway

Dash

hmm better than expected

Bob

I'll say! I thought for sure it would overflow.Do you have a plunger handy? Let's see what we can do about this...

Dash

Yeah just give it a minute

Dash starts wiping up his messy ass to Bobs disgust, bob sprays some air freshener as the toilet recovers

Bob

God, that smells awful... let's get all of that cleaned up. And make sure we open a window to let some fresh air in. I'm dying here.

But I’m impressed, that was quite an ordeal. I am glad that it's over, but I’m very proud of you.

Dash

Uhuh (Damn still dirty)

Bob

Dash, make sure to wash your hands…seriously. Did the toilet loosen up or do we need a plumber?

Dash

Hehe, guess I really gassed you up huh, it loosened up a little.

Bob

You sure did. Jesus christ this is going to be hard to get down. Damn, I can't even imagine what would happen if your mother came in here. Ha! If I didn’t have a super nose, I’d probably be throwing up right now. Holy smokes...I think "gassed up" is a bit of an understatement...

Bob leans against the wall, wiping the sweat off his face

Dash

Thank you for being here daddo, now let's try this again

Bob

No problem, son. You're my son. You can call me for anything.So what do you mean by we should "try this again?" Like you want to push for round two???

Dash

No dad, I meant try flushing again

Bob

Oh, of course. Yeah, let's give it another shot.

Bob flips the handle on the toilet to flush again

Come on, baby, come on... you can do it! Come on!

The toilet flushes more away but clogs again, they try the plunger but to no avail

Bob

Ugh…we can't get down this beast. This is unbelievable. What kind of chili dogs have you been eating? This thing is like a concrete block.

We may need to call a plumber at this point. This is quite the load.

Dash

I guess so, man…

Bob

I guess we're gonna need, like... some draino or something? I gotta admit... you are a poop-master. This thing is clogging even after flushing again and using the plunger.

Dash

Sorry dad. But calling a plumber would be really embarrassing. Maybe the drainio will do it?

Bob

Eh, I understand. But trust me. He’s seen way worse, I’m sure.

We can try that draino stuff first. And if that doesn’t work, we’ll call a plumber, okay? That okay with you?

Dash

Okay pops. Let's try the draino.

Bob gets the draino from the cabinet underneath the sink and opens the container, pouring around 1/3 of the bottle into the toilet

Bob

There you go, son. Give it five minutes and give it another shot.

I gotta tell you... I respect and fear your pooping power.

Dash

Maybe that's my secret second power. Don't you poop big dad? Your superpower is super strength after all?

Bob

Oh yeah, I've definitely had my shares of super poops, especially after a good meal out, or a really unhealthy lunch. But I don't think anything's matched up to your super poops... you're on another level. I am both impressed and fearful.

Dash

lets just hope this doesn't become a regular thing. Did the draino work?

Bob

Only time will tell…

Bob checks the toilet

Wow. I'll tell you what, that did the trick. The toilet is completely drained. That... that was impressive. Are you... is there anymore? Are you all done now?

Dash

No pops, I pray that that was it. I feel really empty tough. I feel almost hungry

Bob

Well, good. I think we should be all set now. Now how about we celebrate your victory... with some ice cream! I think you might have earned something sweet... don't you think?

Dash

YEAHHH. Damn, maybe I should destroy the can more often to be rewarded some ice cream huh?

Bob

Hahaha! Don't get any ideas, buckaroo.No, you got ice cream today because you persevered and pushed hard, and I'm proud of you for doing that. And I wanted to reward you. So, pick your ice cream, big fella. What do you want?

Dash

I want mint chocolate

Bob

Excellent choice!

Bob gets mint chocolate from the fridge

Mint chocolate is my favorite too.

Here you go, champ. You earned this.

Dash

Thanks dad, lets hope this doesnt kick off round 2

Bob

You and me both!I'm proud of you. You pushed hard... and I know it was pretty taxing... but you did it. You're a very special kid, you know that?

Dash

And you are a special dad. But I guess that means we are super

Bob gives Carl an "I see what you did there" kind of look

Bob

I like the way you think, kiddo. I guess we're super special! Maybe we are. But you know? You are something special too. I just wanted to make sure you knew that. You're my son, you know that? I love you very much, and I'm so proud of you.

Bob gives Carl a strong hug

Dash

heh, love ya too dad. But please don't squeeze too hard, I still have ghost pains.

Bob

Oops, sorry. How's the ice cream by the way?

Dash

Tastes great, a nice reward after all of this

Dash lets out a booming fart

Bob

Ok mister, that's enough. No farting while we’re eating

Dash

yes sir, I promise

Dash secretly crossed his fingers as they continued to enjoy their ice cream

#eproctophilia #coprophilia #browser5 #diarrhea #farting #relief #poopstories #fanfic #shit

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why do you even watch the rookie if it’s such horrible copaganda? canceling one episode of one cop show isn’t going to fix the systemic issues with police in the us

i respect the energy of this ask. watching the rookie is like mainlining crack rn especially when chenford hits. so it’s rly hard to go a whole 2wks w/o them + that's prob why u came into my inbox mad hot. but bullying me for having an opinion? not a very nice touch.

canceling one episode of one cop show will clearly make a statement if ur out here pushing back against it. i never claimed that it would fix systemic issues w police in the US bc that would be WAY too much to ask for from a tv show.

(maybe you're conflating this w gun ctrl? bc systemic issues w police are not US-exclusive. police worldwide do the same shit whenever protestors notice that the state actually sucks at their one job. sorry to burst ur bubble.)

anyway, i was big mad at ABC when i made that post (and i still am tbh). imagine sitting there watching the most wholesome programming ever (jeopardy!) when a news anchor suddenly gives u a 30 sec warning before showing sth so EVIL. what’s worse is that the footage POVs look SO similar to the ones used on the copaganda show u watch for the grumpy-sunshine couple.

to be clear, i didn't mean that 5x14 should stay in the vault forever. (hell, i wanna see that shit too!) 'canceling' an episode just means postponing it to the following week, out of respect for tyre nichols and his family. they're going on a mini-break anyway, so why not take a purposeful break to make a meaningful statement...again?

as someone pointed out, the rookie has already said 'police brutality bad' in s3. it got them their highest demo number before 5B. so the storyline was not only meaningful, but also profitable—which many ppl pointed out was a concern for both the show AND the network.

they're riding a ratings high rn. so what does that mean exactly? many ppl are giving them attention + they're taking away attention from other shows airing in that same timeslot.

i would think that this privilege gives ABC some freedom to take risks, given that the rookie will be on for at least another season bc they're the network's #1 drama. this status also gives the rookie a bigger platform to tell important stories.

am i asking for too much when i say that i hope my fave show, with the backing of their network, reiterates their stance against police brutality by doing the absolute least and postponing a week? yes, clearly. am i disappointed? absolutely. am i surprised? definitely not. bc what's the point of putting values over profit anyway? 🙂

why do i say it's the least they can do? bc they decided to bring back a tired elijah stone storyline instead of something similar to the meaningful jackson/stanton one from the same season.

just bc they already covered police brutality doesn't mean it's wraps! bring it back again to reiterate that bad apples exist in the force. this move would even give nolan more credibility, which is one of the show's big problems rn. it seems like everyone's forgotten why 'the rookie' joined the LAPD to begin with.

he's not there to be a hero for doing his job. his purpose is to be the cop that cares more about his loyalty to the ppl than his loyalty to the state, which makes him a good example for other cops to follow. (gross if you think about it too hard, i know, bc being a cop who acts in the best interest of the ppl should be the norm. but walk with me!)

how can you show that nolan is 'built different' when u don't show the 'bad' example? i called it 'peak' copaganda (but if u think it’s 'horrible' then 🤷🏻‍♀️) bc they're obv laundering the image of the LAPD, one of the biggest players in state-sponsored brutality in the US, with episodes like 5x13 glorifying cops as heroes for...doing their job.

at least when lucy meddled in kyra's life in 5x11, she was portrayed as doing too much. and she almost paid for overstepping with her life. (side bar: so the rookie can and will tackle 'controversial' topics on a tuesday night at primetime. how come they won't address the elephant in the room with lasting impact then?)

i hope u understand that i critique bc i care. and i know that this show i love can do better. it's reeled me in with its overarching narratives, comedic timing, heartwarming rls (chenford, found family, partnership shuffles/swaps)...and ofc, bc once upon a time, it stood for something bigger than itself, even when it was risky.

#the rookie #chenford #police brutality #mine #thanks for coming to this ted talk #major props to titus for staying true to his values and bringing an arc like that to life #even tho i miss jackson IMMENSELY #mine.post

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Do you think the writer strike will push the Rookie season 6 back to 2024? I hve read about what could happen to TV because of the strike and it sounds bad.

personally, i doubt it – but anything is possible. 2024 seems like a huuuuuge stretch to me, though. here's the thing about the strike: right now, it's too soon to know anything about anything. the strike JUST started and that means we have 0 idea what's going on yet aside from the reasons why the wga is striking and what the initial negotiation has looked like.

the posts all over the place about the strike rn are just…wild, genuinely because of how scared they're making viewers. first of all: no one knows how long the strike will last. no one. what we do know is this: right now, rooms for most network shows are not in session. many have already planned to be on break until late may/early june. if the strike ends before the rooms are meant to be back in session, things don't really get impacted, or the impact is minimal.

the strike lasting through this month is very possible, but both parties are deeply aware of what the 2007 strike did to this industry. it cost billions of dollars, resulted in a huge shift in the industry...trust me: no one wants to be on strike for 100 days again. they will if they need to be, but no one wants that. negotiations will happen and go back and forth until a middle ground is met - and that may take time - but there is literally 0 reason you need to be freaking out about show(s) coming back late when they wouldn’t even be back in session yet.

also, please understand that the most important thing here is supporting the writers. i know the idea of not having a show back on time can be difficult, but put that aside and think about the fact that people are fighting for their livelihoods. it's not a fair comparison to be like...i'm worried i won't be able to watch tv vs. the writer of that show can't afford their rent. this isn't about any of us: it's about supporting the content that makes us happy and brings us joy or escape.

every writer would rather be working than striking. the wga is doing their best to come to an agreement with the amptp that is beneficial and compensates writers fairly, prioritizing them as the creative forces they are. the amptp needs to meet somewhere in the middle, instead of just not making any adjustments on the major issues, the way this negotiation has started.

one other point: it’s not 2007. i am aware that a lot of the knowledge we have right now is from the experiences of the 2007 writers strike. i am begging you to put into perspective that comparing this strike to that one is doing a disservice to both events. the conditions of 2007, the contracts, the leadership - nearly everything about this strike is different. even if some of the same issues are being discussed, it’s like comparing apples to oranges. i understand it is easy to point to 2007 as an example, but understand that nobody wants this to be a repeat of that strike. nobody can afford for this to be a repeat of that strike. i would be shocked to see either party let it get to that point, genuinely.

at the end of the day, this is about ratifying a contract that is no longer relevant or in service to the writers who work painstakingly to create the things we love. stand with them and know that their livelihood is worth more than the distress that a delayed fall season could cause. i would try to not even let your mind go to that place right now, because this is about them, not us.

#anonymous #ask #the rookie #chenford #i know this is not chenford content but i am going to assume that is the fandom i'm being asked from

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seungly · 2 years

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Kiss it better | Kim Seungmin

pairing: Kim Seungmin x gn!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive, established relationship

wc:

warning/s: cursing, making out, let's say he took his braces off too sure.

a/n: I don't know how I got here too 👩🏻‍🦯

hi! i really like your writing (considering you're one of my fave skz writers on this platform) i was wondering if you could do a fluff + slightly suggestive (as in making out?) seungmin drabble of this prompt "kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap". thank you and i'm looking forward to your future writings! have a good day!

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The night was a bit chilly and awfully slow without your boyfriend's presence. You spent 15 minutes staring at the ceiling with no particular thought in mind. You've been telling yourself that Seungmin is almost home but it felt like forever already.

You close your eyes, hoping to take a nap when you hear the door open. You quickly stood up from the couch and excitedly ran to your lover.

Seungmin spun around and flinched a little when he saw you running to him. His eyes widen when you jumped causing him to drop his bag. Thankfully, he caught you in his arms just in time.

"I missed you!!" You hug him tighter, burying your face in his neck. The familiar scent giving you comfort.

Seungmin held you tighter, his face buried in your hair. Did you use his shampoo? He chuckled, smelling the apple scented shampoo from your hair.

"Really? I can't tell." He places you down but his hands remain on your hips. "Had dinner yet?"

"I was waiting for you." You rest your arms on his shoulders, leaning in slightly. "Unless you've eaten then I can just eat alone."

Seungmin shook his head, running his thumbs on your clothed skin. "Why would I eat out when I have you to look forward to when I get home?"

"Double meaning?" You smile slyly at him, wiggling your brows.

"You're just dirty." He chuckled, pressing his lips on your forehead before pulling away with a smile that matched yours. "Wanna have movie night?"

"Under the covers?" You wiggle your brows once more, continuing to tease him.

Seungmin laughs, covering his mouth as he does so. You giggle hearing his symphony like laugh.

You love making him laugh, it was always music to your ears.

"If you want it that bad..." He tilts his head before leaning closer to press his lips against yours, with one hand cupping your face and the other slipping through your shirt.

Seungmin runs his hand up to your waist to caress the bare skin, giving it light squeezes as he continued to work his lips on yours. You let out a whimper at his touch but before you could pull him closer, he pulls away with a grin.

"But we haven't had dinner yet, want chicken?"

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You stare at him from across the couch. You decided to continue the movie night, sadly, with no covers. He was supposed to pick the movie but ended up picking Nevertheless once again.

Was he doing this on purpose?

You glare at him, munching on your fry. After his dizzying kiss, he had left you standing by the door leaving you to process what happened. It's been 30 minutes since then and he turned you down 3 times, leaving your lips lonely.

"Seungmin." You crawl closer beside him, tapping his arm. "Seungmin..." You pout, tapping his arm again.

"Yes, baby?" He finally turns his head your way, a knowing smile on his face.

"Let's make out." You smile watching his cheeks turn pink even in the tv light. "Just for 5 minutes."

"Why are you so needy tonight, hm? I've said no 3 times before, what makes you sure I'll change my answer now?" He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.

You nodded, pursing your lips before sitting back comfortably with your eyes focused at the show this time. "You're right. I'm sorry, Min."

It was now Seungmin's turn to pout, he was just teasing. Did you really think he doesn't want to?

The answer was yes, and you wouldn't force him to do it if he really doesn't want to. Have you gone too far? You sighed, fidgeting your fingers.

"Y/n..." He tugs on your shirt but you seemed to be too deep in thought to notice so he tried again, successful at his try this time.

You stare at him, a small smile on your face. "Are you okay, Minnie?"

Seungmin didn't answer, instead he holds your chin between the pads of his fingers and presses his lips against yours again.

You let out a sigh of relief as if you've been waiting for this all your life. Your hands reaching to grip on his shoulder while he guides you to sit on his lap. He rests his hands on your hips, the pressure felt as you rested against him causing you to let out a soft moan. Seungmin only smirked, feeling you grip his shoulders tighter.

But you pull away.

You pull away, staring in his eyes, searching for any discomfort or guilt he may feel. Seungmin tilts his head with a puzzled face.

"We don't have to if you don't want to, Min." You reach to cup his cheek.

Seungmin stares at you frowning, "I was just teasing earlier. I'm sorry if I made you feel bad."

"You promise?" You run your thumb in circles on his soft skin.

"of course." He reassured you with a smile.

You took that a sign to capture his lips again, attempting control this time. Your hand slid back to his shoulder, massaging it softly.

Seungmin enjoys your touch letting out a whimper every once in a while. His hands slithers their way under your shirt, running his hands up and down your waist. He pulls you closer to him, your hips flushed against his while you continued to move your lips against his.

And though you could enjoy his lips all day, you needed to pull away leaving the both of you breathless. He stares at you with eyes filled with fondness, his hands remained on your waist not daring to pull it away from the warmth of your skin.

The tv was long forgotten, its music nothing compared to the sound of your heavy breathing.

He admired the way your lips were slightly swollen and parted, your eyes struggling to stay open. Despite there not being enough light, he still saw you as the most beautiful person he had laid his eyes upon, especially like this.

"How pretty." He smiles, his hand sliding from under your shirt to reach your face. His thumb traced your bottom lip, as if it wasn't smudged enough, he wiped the remaining lipstick on your face. The red tint smeared on the corner of your lips. "Fuck." He chuckled.

You smiled, taking his hand and intertwining it with yours as you lean down to press kisses on his jaw, tracing sloppy kisses down the side of his neck.

"I don't like this shirt." You mumbled against his skin. The fabric prevents you from pressing kisses on his collarbone.

Something you always found hot, sometimes biting on it to muffle moans or just for the sake of you couldn't stop yourself from doing so.

"Take it off then." He chuckled. "or I can do yours?" He pulls on the fabric of your shirt before letting it hit your skin again.

Like he couldn't get any more attractive he pulls shit like this, you could feel yourself growing weaker from his words.

"I hate you." You press another kiss on his neck, your hands finding their way on his chest. "Pull this off..." You whine, pulling away to pout at him, your grip his shirt.

"Don't look at me like that. " He leans his head back on the couch, giggling nervously. "Fine." He faces you again, before pulling shirt off him, tossing it to your head.

You giggle, taking it in your hands. "I'll wear this later." You wink at him before tossing the shirt aside.

"Sure, I'd love to cuddle you in it." He smiles, pulling you back to him.

You smile back at him before pressing your lips on his again, the feeling never failing to send electricity through you. His hands sending chills down your spine as they find their way back under your shirt.

You gasp softly at the feeling of his touch, pulling away from his lips to press them down on his now exposed collarbones, biting slightly but not enough to draw blood. You feel his hand thread through your hair, tugging on it just to feel your muffled noises on his skin.

You admire the purple mark on his skin, tracing it with your finger. You watch him wince slightly at your touch, making you smile before he places his hand on your nape, pushing you against him. The feel of his lips on yours again, sends you spiraling plus with his other hand resting on your hip when he gives it tiny squeezes.

You were definitely in for a long night.

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a/n: well that's a first 😪 anw, please don't forget to send feedback or reblog oorr comment!!

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#seungly #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids reactions #seungmin x reader #seungmin fanfic #seungmin imagines #seungmin #seungmin fluff #seungmin suggestive #stray kids smut #except it's a lot fluffier #hahaha

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