#luke used to be from a different story i had but it sucked so i imported him to a new one (that i just started developing today. of course)

[prettiestlovergirl]

SWEET

tw: MDNI; fem!reader; slytherin! reader; oral (f. receiving); hickeys; kitchen quickie; slightly sub! mattheo riddle; french! mattheo riddle.

concept: an afternoon of baking ends in you covered in a mess your boyfriend, mattheo riddle, is more than willing to help you clean up.

a/n: one of my lovely lovely anons helped me come up with this idea hehe. inspired by me, accidentally covering myself in edible glitter when baking. some idea credit to bratetteprincess who just recently did a latina! reader baking w/luke castellan fic! enjoy, my lovelies! 𓆩♡𓆪

everybody in your house knew that sunday mornings were for your baking.

after two years of begging and pleading with all of your professors, you were given permission to use the kitchens one day a week in order to bake to your hearts desire.

you always liked to experiment with new things. various dyes that stained your hands different shades, new flavors that made your hair smell for days, edible flowers that made you gag.

today, though, you might have gotten just a teensy tiny bit carried away with your current experiment: edible glitter.

you'd been desperately craving carrot cupcakes but after you'd made and decorated them, they just looked so... boring. after glancing around the blissfully empty kitchen, you spotted it: the silver edible glitter just begging to be used.

you pressed the pump once over the baking tray, watching happily as a cloud of glitter flew out and created a glittery sheen over the cream cheese frosting.

long story short, 15 minutes later your cupcakes were perfect and you were absolutely covered in edible glitter.

you'd been in the middle of sliding your pretty pink apron off when your boyfriend, mattheo, came in to bother check up on you. mattheo was practically fucking addicted to you.

he couldn't stand not being around you for more than an hour, and when he was with you? his hands were all over you, constantly touching, grabbing, rubbing, or squeezing some part of your body. not that you really minded, you were just as obsessed with him.

"wow, ma douce (my sweet), did an arts and crafts shop throw up on you?" he asked, his usual teasing smirk on lips as he wrapped his arm around you. he nuzzled his face into your neck, not caring about the glitter transferring to his clothes. "what are you even doing with glitter? thought you were baking." he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"it's edible glitter. my cupcakes looked so boring n i ran out of those carrot n bunny sprinkles i love so... i tried something new." you shrugged, sticking your lower lip out in a pout as you set your glitter covered apron down on the counter.

"edible, huh?" mattheo asked, eyes now locked on the shimmering skin above your collarbone. "mhm." you nodded, not paying much attention to your boyfriend as you attempted to try and clean up your mess.

you paused your actions as he leaned down and took a nice, long lick up from your collarbone to your jaw. you let out a soft gasp while he groaned instantly at the sugar taste, admiring how your skin shined now with both the glitter and his saliva.

"mattheo..." you breathed, your voice a soft whine as he drew his tongue back down. "mattheo, i have to clean up, it's part of my deal with the professors." you whined, trying to move from his grip that only seemed to tighten as you shifted.

he thrived on the sounds of your pretty little whimpers, already getting drunk on the one little taste he had of you. he'd never been so down bad for anyone before, but with you? he couldn't help but want to touch you, taste you, 24/7.

"we are cleaning up, ma douce (my sweet). 'm helping you clean up all this glitter first, you got a big clump right there." he murmured, pressing his lips to the skin and sucking harshly on it, drawing another whimper from your lips.

he sucked on the skin, drawing moan after moan out of you until he could see the beginnings of a pretty purple bruise. "there we go, all gone." he hummed, his hands finding their way up to your chest and squeezing your boobs gently.

you mewled softly as he squeezed, biting your lower lip as he kissed and sucked purple marks all over your neck. you squeezed your thighs together tightly, feeling the wetness pool in your panties.

normally, you'd be upset with the number of hickeys he left, but the way his lips moved in sync with his hands made you a little distracted.

he moved away from your neck, now kissing and swiping his tongue over the skin down your arms. he left the occasional bite mark as he moved, your fingers now digging into his scalp as your breathing got heavy.

"mm, mattheo, now you've got some glitter on you." you pouted, dipping your own head down to lick up the newly transferred glitter. you traced your name on his neck with your tongue, leaving your own series of hickeys on his neck.

"fuck." he groaned, hands still massaging your boobs over your clothes while you suck his neck and paint it varying shades of purple and green.

"you should use this glitter more often." he murmured, to which you simply nodded instantly. you grazed your teeth over his pulse point, giggling softly as he let out his own soft whine. "y'know, i think you've got some more glitter down further. hop up on the counter, yeah? want to check it out." he grunted.

you pushed the cooling rack holding your sparkly cupcakes to the side before lifting yourself up onto the counter. "really want to make sure we get it all off." mattheo hummed, lifting your ass up a bit and dragging your shorts and panties down your legs.

he knelt down before you, pressing a few soft kisses up both of your legs before being face to face with your drooling cunt. "ma douce, douce ange (my sweet, sweet angel)" he crooned, taking a long lick through your puffy folds and watching as your toes curled in pleasure.

"fuck, it's even sweeter than the glitter." he groaned, dipping his tongue right back into your pussy. your head lolled back, teeth trapping your lower lip roughly while your hand gripped the back of his head.

he pinched your clit between his teeth and his tongue before rubbing his tongue back and forth rapidly. he relished in the way your back arched and your moans got louder and louder.

you thanked god for the soundproofed kitchens as you bucked your hips against his face. "mattheo, fuck, mattheo!" you whimpered, his name sounding like heaven from your lips.

his tongue continued to work your sensitive clit as you moaned for more, begged for him to move faster. "god, fuck yes, fuck!" you whined, gripping at his curls tightly while he continued to flick his tongue against your puffy bundle of nerves.

"shit, fuck, mattheo, 'm gonna- fuck!" you moaned, nearly collapsing back on the counter as you came roughly on his tongue and chin. he licked and lapped at your pussy, going until he got every single drop and your legs were quivering from the overstimulation.

he let you catch your breath before eventually helping you back up. you got redressed and together, you picked up the kitchen and got your cupcakes onto your pretty little platter.

later that afternoon, you and mattheo snuggled up together on the couch in the common room, chatting away about whatever nonsense you felt like chatting about.

when your friends came in, their eyes widened in confusion at the sight of you: you were both still coated in glitter with hickeys all over your necks, and you even had bite marks on your arms.

"jesus, did you get into a fight with a sparkly vampire?"

ᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ @ᵐᵘʳᵘᶠᶠⁱⁿ

#☆lola writes ! #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo smut #mattheo riddle imagine #mattheo riddle x you #slytherin boys

[tossawary]

I've only seen 3 episodes of the new "Percy Jackson" show so far and my main complaint with the first two episodes was pacing. I thought the pacing in the third episode was much improved and overall very good, but a lot about the first two episodes felt rushed to me.

I think episodes 1 and 2 both could have been two episodes each to slowly introduce us to Percy, Grover, Sally, Mr. Brunner, Mrs. Dodds and the Minotaur, and then to the Camp, to Annabeth, Luke, Clarisse, the satyrs and the different cabins, etc.. I mean, I think what was there was pretty solid! I like the actors! I don't think it's badly written (I think making Luke show Percy around the camp was a good choice to make later things hit harder, since we will have more time with Annabeth on the quest itself later), but I would have liked more breathing room scenes, like when Percy burned the blue jellybeans, for things to settle in, and I blame the studio for not giving this show a longer season to work with.

As it stands now, the first two episodes felt more intended for existing fans, rather than for onboarding new fans. I feel like a frog being thrown into boiling water instead of the water coming up to a boil around me. If you're not familiar with this religion & lore already, if you don't know who the Twelve Olympians are, the introduction to the Camp doesn't give you much of a foothold, which is quite unfortunate when PJO was many people's introduction to this stuff.

The blue food is not really explained. The tension of the mystery with Mrs. Dodds kind of gets thrown out because it all happens so fast. There's no time to slowly build a feeling of normalcy and then wrongness. Percy's relationship with Chiron is undermined by how little time they get together. Percy finding out who his father is happens SO QUICKLY that we don't have a proper understanding of what's wrong about his claiming when it happens. The camp looks cool and I want to see more of it! How it functions is barely explained! We barely get to meet anyone! It feels like Percy is there for less than 48 hours before he's leaving on a quest again, so there's very little time to build up his attachment to it. I have less emotional investment in Percy's conflict with Clarisse because we barely get to understand what daily life at Camp Half-blood might be like (although I understand putting less focus on Clarisse now knowing that you'll be able to play catch-up during future storylines).

I think the show is making pretty good choices with the time that they have, I just wish they had MORE time. I don't think that they have to include every little detail and scene and character from the books. I like a lot of the changes they've made just fine. I just feel like the writing and acting is being undermined by the fact that there's very little time to set things up so that you can knock them down, and that it takes more time to show something visually than it does to read a sentence. Everything in episodes 1 and 2 is moving so quickly that some of the magical aspects feel... less magical to me because there's less time to develop contrast. And the show doesn't have as much time to potentially develop cool NEW things, to slide in more new funny character interactions, because it's all so smushed down. I want more time to see these actors shine together.

(Although, admittedly, it is VERY funny to feel like Percy is stuck in some sort of speedrun version of the story. Every day is a new rollercoaster of Percy not knowing what the fuck is going on and going with it because he's not given the time to ask questions. Sure! This might as well happen next! His life sucks already. That part feels very true to the books, although I think the feeling could still be preserved if the show was given more time.)

I'm tired of 8 episode seasons. I don't know if I think that PJO needs a full 20+ episodes to tell the story of the first book, probably not, but being constrained to only 8 instead of at least 10-16 feels disappointing.

#tossawary pjo #tossawary watching #spoilers

[takemealivelh]

heart is gonna flatline || l.h.

tour puts luke and lucy's feelings to the test. addiction to sex, alcohol and weed for when things get hard. SMUT.

this was so fun to write ! loved to participate in the @5sos-fic-fest this year. hope you enjoy this. here's the ao3 link.

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Prompt Au where the characters are both famous musicians with their own projects who have a well-documented public friendship. When they announce a tour together fans go crazy, as do the shippers. As the tour progresses, maybe the shippers are on to something…

Pop-rockers 5SOS and Latina indie-rocker Lucía Huerta announce tour together Last year, there were rumors about the frontman of the Australian band -Luke Hemmings, 27- and relatively new sensation Lucía "Lucy" Huerta, 28. They'd been caught leaving West Hollywood bars together, late at night, on numerous occasions. They put the speculation to a stop when in June 2023 Lucy uploaded an Instagram story of her and the blond having a drink. She tagged Hemmings and wrote "that's the homie", to which Luke replied in his own stories "that's me :)". They've been seen hanging out repeatedly since then, but it doesn't seem any more platonic than work friends. And speaking of work friends, 5 Seconds of Summer and Huerta just announced a 2024 tour that definitely excited fans, not just because of the vibrant shows they expect to see later in the year, but also because they want to see how the relationship of the two stars will develop during the four-month North American dates. Here at Music Getaway, we'll definitely keep a close eye on them.

-

"i'm not ready to tell them yet," lucy says to his boyfriend as she leaves the coffee cup on the kitchen counter next to them. they've been dating for eight months. it's been hard to hide their relationship from the press, and luke isn't too keen on the idea. he actually hates it. but he loves lucy. he loves that she's a talented musician, her laugh, her jokes and her business smarts. and he just can't enjoy this in peace, not with being so secretive.

"you've been saying that for months now. when are you gonna be okay with this? with us?" luke doesn't get it. why hide when they go out on dates and he can finally press a hand on her ass in public to stop the thirst traps people seem to tag her on. hoping to get a chance with her? fuck no. the blond wants her all to himself, he can't deny that.

lucy twists her lips, stalling. the smell of freshly brewed breakfast coffee dancing around them. "you don't understand." she finally says, reaching a hand to touch his arm for a few seconds. the thought of being out in the open with luke would change everything. "people will treat me differently. they might not respect me anymore."

"what are you talking about?"

"luke, come on. i got my own interview with kelly clarkson and then i played the iheartradio festival." they'd been incredible opportunities. "all of my hard work goes away the minute they know we're together. they'll say oh she was fucking the rockstar and he got her those big breaks. i don't want that. i don't want people to minimize my efforts."

luke sighs and shakes his head. "is that what's more important?" lucy shrugs. "okay," he finally says.

"okay?"

"yeah. it's fine. i get it. i won't bring it up again."

lucy throws her arms around his neck. "thank you," she whispers before kissing his lips softly. "i love you."

-

luke sits with ashton outside the rehearsal room. they've been playing for nearly two hours and they need a breather, especially because luke's mind is spinning. "i don't know, man. it sucks." they hear chattering on the other side of the door, a few guitar riffs and then laughter.

"of course it sucks, mate," ashton tells his friend. "she doesn't want to be in your shadow. it really fucking sucks and you better not fuck this up for her. you know how hard she's been working." he had grown fond of lucy. she was as much of a fan of drums as he was. he taught her a few fills and she invited him to do yoga and get high, ending up talking about how the unconscious force of creativity is beyond any of us. ashton doesn't want to see her heartbroken because of her boyfriend's, his best friend's inability to trust someone who really loves him.

-

luke's insecure, there's no question about that. after his marriage fell apart, he fell into a depression. and when he got better, he found this woman in the venue of the iheartradio festival, she was wearing cool sunglasses and stevie nicks-looking clothes. hippie goth he would've dared to say. they were watching the soundcheck of another band and started talking after she took out a cigarette from her backpack and asked him for a lighter.

"sorry, no. i don't smoke."

"that's okay," she smiled. 

that was all she said before looking for -and eventually finding- a lighter in the outside pocket of her small backpack.

the man looked up at the sky, the sun shining bright and the warm air of the field. he squinted one eye and turned to her. "they sound pretty good," he said of the band that was talking onstage, between songs. she nodded her head. "do you know them?"

"not personally, no," she replied and blew smoke out in a thin line. "but i've been a fan of them for a while now. they're one of my favorite indie bands."

that got them talking, eventually introducing themselves and catching up later after each other’s set. there was chemistry and flirting. luke's band immediately caught up to what was happening, when he said he was gonna congratulate lucy and be right back. but he didn't and it took them a full while to find him, thirty minutes before they went up and played.

-

"you got a lighter?"

calum nods and lights the cigarette for her. the smoking area of the building being a small parking lot.

"thanks," she breathes out. "you out here on your own?"

the bassist nods. "it's a good place to think."

lucy smiles and rolls her eyes. “cheesy,” she says with a grin.

"where's loverboy?" he asks, a cheeky smile on his face. calum was the first one to see them kissing. it was an afterparty at his band photographer's place. he'd gone to the kitchen when everyone started leaving, eight in the morning. when he went back to the living room with a cup of coffee, he saw lucy snuggled up to luke, smiling at him. luke smiled back and leaned in to kiss her. "aren't you guys glued to the hip anymore?"

lucy chuckles, "i don't know. there's... a lot happening."

"i'm listening."

"uh... okay. so... we decided to not tell everyone yet that we're dating. Not even with the tour. and i think he's mad at me."

"why do you say that?"

"he's been more... distant. and i don't know if that's what i wanted but it feels like... payback. like, you banned us and now i'm gonna make sure you feel it type of thing."

"i'm sure it's not that."

a bitter chuckle leaves her lips. "helpful as usual, cal."

-

cincinatti, first stop of the you don't go to parties tour. lucy had laughed when they first told her the name of the tour, but she eventually grew to like it and even embrace it. it's 6 pm and her soundcheck just ended. security lets fans in for a q&a with 5sos. she walks over to her boyfriend and smiles at him, wanting to kiss him good luck, or maybe just because she loves him. but luke stops her before she can even tilt her head up to reach his lips.

"we can't now. remember?"

it leaves her heart sore. she stands still as luke enters the stage and is greeted with the cheering of the fans. the rest of the guys are already seated on the small stairs of the set. she watches him ignore her and the questions about her. michael replies to one of them by saying she's our friend and we care for her and we're pretty inspired by her work as well, so it seemed like a good idea to, like, join forces and do this tour together.

lucy hopes luke will acknowledge her at some point, but he doesn't. when they start playing talk fast for the few lucky seventy fans in the audience, she twists her lips and leaves, heading backstage.

-

he doesn't see her until she's onstage again, playing her set of amazing songs for the 16,000 people attending the show. they dance and scream the lyrics back to her. she plays her guitar and sings with her raspy grunge-style voice over the indie-pop-rock arrangements her backing band provides. his heart beats faster as she approaches the microphone and starts talking.

"and thank you to my friends in 5sos who have been kind enough to invite me to co-headline this tour. the you don't go to parties tour seemed a little odd to me at first because this is definitely a party, isn't it?" she smiles as the crowd cheers. "so thank you guys," lucy turns to the left of the stage and sees luke standing next to her guitar tech. "i really fucking love you."

-

because of technical issues, the band can't perform the whole setlist. sometimes it happens. ashton is always pissed. "they're missing the whole experience!"

"yeah, well. nothing we can do. venue told us we could do the whole hour and a half but because of the issue with the speakers, they can't last that long. you have to cut two songs."

the tour manager tries to hold this thing together as ashton and michael complain. calum offers suggestions.

"i guess we could lose um... we could lose babylon, right? just this once and... flatline maybe?" the bassist looks over at luke.

flatline is the one song they had never played live before and it’d be a surprise for the audience. especially because lucy would come onstage to sing it with them. play the rhythmic guitar while luke walks around, hyping up the crowd. they'd rehearsed it several times and she was excited about it. they both were. allegedly.

"sure," luke replies as he drinks a glass of tequila, setting it down on a table and making sure his guitar is properly tuned. "let's cut them."

michael and ashton look at each other and then at luke. the frontman shrugs and his friends tell the tour manager that they will cut babylon and flatline.

-

all of the musicians have separate rooms in the hotels. even luke and lucy. she'd insisted it'd be easier. luke hated it. and he didn't expect her to show up at his room, unannounced, with a frown on her forehead and breathing hard.

"you cut our song," she steps inside the white room with the white walls, white bed and white comforter. looking at luke, the woman crosses her arms.

"we had to," he simply states. as if he wasn't the one greenlighting the whole thing.

"you could've told me, though. i was looking stupid next to the stage, waiting for you to introduce me. and it never happened."

"is that all that matters to you? how you look in front of other people? we had to cut two songs, lucy. the surprise's gonna be even bigger in the next show. fans will appreciate that."

lucy twists her lips and walks straight past him towards the door. "you're an asshole," she says before closing it behind her.

-

the beginning of the flight to boston is awkward. the whole twelve -the bands and the crew- can sense the tension inside the plane. it stems from luke and lucy, obviously. when did everything get so uneasy?

twenty minutes into the duration of the flight, though, luke slides into the seat next to his girlfriend. she doesn't look at him.

"i should've told you."

"yeah, you should've."

her heart beats faster as he places a hand on her cheek, guiding her eyes towards his own. he looks inside the brown hues and decides he can't keep hurting her. but she hurt him first. he wants to grow up and let it go. it's proving to be harder than he thought. maturity hasn't caught up to him easily yet. "i'm sorry." she closes her eyes and luke leans in to kiss her. "i'm sorry," he repeats.

a hand on his wrist, lucy is sad. looking into his eyes makes her sad. "it's okay," she finally says.

-

"and now we've got a pretty special surprise for you," michael grins into the microphone as the whole venue screams. "it's time to invite lucy huerta back on stage!" he shouts with a smile.

luke thinks lucy looks so fucking edible in those tight pants and that see-through top. her smile is big as she waves to the audience and settles on the center of the stage, where luke usually is. he gets another microphone from one of the roadies before ashton counts to four with his hi-hat.

should've seen me like a year ago, year ago/i was someone you don't even know, even know/dark times kept me all alone, all alone/you were shining like a heart of gold, heart of gold

he steals glances at her as she smiles into the crowd that’s going wild, her acoustic guitar hanging from her shoulders. 

luke was depressed after the divorce, staying home and drinking himself to sleep. then he got his shit together (half of it at least), went to the studio and worked through his issues by writing songs. when he met lucy, luke thought she was the most wonderful person on the planet. she had the kindest heart and was an overall joy to have around. he sings the pre-chorus and is taken aback by her strong voice as she takes over the song with her playing and her singing.

ooh, i'm falling for the first time/heart is gonna flatline/now i can't even look at you/you're like staring at the sunshine, burning into my mind/now i can't even look at you

and she doesn't. she doesn't look at him as she sings, unlike rehearsals when they couldn't stop singing to each other. it breaks his heart, considering it's their song. he wrote this for her.

"thank you!" lucy shouts and then leaves the stage waving everybody goodbye.

-

after the show, luke showed up to her hotel room. the bands were out clubbing and when he heard lucy wasn’t gonna join them, he immediately took an uber back to where they were staying. 

“let me in, please,” he says after knocking on her door three times. when she finally appears, she’s wearing a towel around her body and another one around her hair. she looks tired. “can i come in?”

without saying a word, lucy steps aside and luke walks into her room. she closes the door behind her and approaches him. 

“talk to me,” he basically begs. reading her mind is like an unsolvable sudoku, the man can’t get his head around it. “I love you.”

“i love you, too,” she whispers, looking down at his messy converse sneakers. 

luke quickly grabs her face and kisses her. it’s passionate and arousing and she can feel herself melting under his touch. she knows they should actually talk about it, instead of making out and falling on the bed, her towels discarded somewhere on the floor. she can’t help it. they’re both sex addicts. lucy rips his thin black shirt open and kisses down his chest, leaving his skin wet with the droplets that run down her hair. his breathing grows heavier and his pants grow tighter in the crotch area. he closes his eyes as she trails the kisses back up to his face. “take it off,” she pleads and sits next to him. luke quickly reincorporates himself to toss his shirt, his slacks and his underwear out of the way. he’s big and pulsating and lucy swallows hard, he turns her on so much. 

when the last item of clothing hits the floor, one of his shoes, the man licks his upper lip and straddles her body, hovering over her. “you really want me, huh?” his smirk is cocky, as if he’s forgotten everything about these past few days. it’s like nothing ever happened and they’re still in their love bubble. she so desperately wants to go back to it, so she nods and wraps her arms around his neck, bringing him to her lips as she parts her legs. luke hooks an elbow on her knee and spreads her wider, watching her folds throb for him. so slick and ready. he kisses her once more before carefully dropping her leg onto the bed. “condom,” he says. “i need to fuck you now.”

lucy reaches out to the bag she keeps on the nightstand. eyeliner, pills and condoms. she hands him one and it doesn’t take long before his cock is ready. luke smirks and kisses her, lining himself against her entrance with one hand, he takes a deep breath and penetrates her.

her gasp shouldn’t come as a surprise, given that it’s the same sound every time, not at all used to having him being so big and thick yet, even after all these months. she closes her eyes and bites her lower lip as luke runs a hand through his damp curls, letting her adjust to his size. he groans as he feels her walls engulfing him. “i want you so much,” he offers a low moan and starts picking up the pace of his thrusts. bringing one of her legs over his shoulder, the man reaches a deeper spot that makes her moan out. 

“fuck,” she pants as the bed bounces underneath their bodies. luke’s strength and determination to fuck her stupid works. her eyes roll to the back and she digs her short nails into his naked back. “more,” she begs and is immediately met with a hand around her throat. “more,” her plead is inaudible as she feels like she can’t breathe from the pleasure.

luke’s pupils are dilated in a way she’s never seen before. he tightens her grip around her throat and around her leg. gulping down at the sight of his girl falling apart under him, he tries to restrain louder moans but how can he? how can he fuck her quietly when she looks and feels so fucking good? “say you’re mine,” he orders. “say you’re mine.”

-

the morning sun shines through the window and rests its light on lucy’s face. She scrunches her nose and opens her eyes. she’s lying on luke’s chest, they’re both naked. he doesn’t seem to notice her shifting. the woman looks up at him, wondering when things got so complicated. she loves him. she truly loves him. he’s the first man she’s ever loved, in a real way, not a platonic crush way. the fact that he makes her laugh and his skills when making music and also in bed are extraordinary. he’s a sensitive soul and it’s such a wonder when he lowers down the walls he builds up around people. letting them in but not all the way. not in the way he does with her. or did. “why can’t you trust me with your thoughts anymore?” lucy wonders in a soft whisper before pressing a kiss to his sternum and getting up. she goes to the bathroom and takes a shower. when she opens the door that leads to the bedroom, luke is up and scrolling through his phone. “hi,” she smiles softly. her boyfriend’s hair is a mess and there’s still sleep inside his eyes. 

“hey,” the man smiles back, putting his phone away. “flight’s at 6. you wanna do something today?”

lucy leans against the frame of the bathroom door. she crosses her arms in front of her chest and thinks for a moment while twisting her lips. “what do you have in mind?”

-

they both go down in the elevator, not touching, and it’s killing them. when they reach the hotel’s diner, they find calum and ashton sitting at one of the tables, drinking orange juice and eating bagels.

“you guys had fun last night,” calum smirks as the couple sits down with a plate of waffles and two cups of coffee.

lucy blushes and luke has to stop every inch of his urgent body to wrap an arm around her shoulders. “shut up,” they both say in unison. there’s a soft smile on their faces.

after michael drops by to have a quick breakfast and then leaves to facetime his wife and his baby daughter, the rest of them decide that it would be cool to go out and explore the city. so they do that. they go to a park and sit around, smoking and drinking warm water because of the summer heat upon them. a couple of fans stumble across them and ask for pictures. they stay for around ten minutes before leaving off to continue their day, the musicians keep on enjoying the sun and the fresh air. if you ignore calum and lucy’s cigarettes, that is.

they go to lunch at a nearby restaurant and order pasta salads. lucy looks over at luke across the table, he’s laughing at one of ashton’s jokes and she sighs almost imperceptibly, looking down at her empty plate. there’s a single ravioli and two tomato slices on it. she looks up when she feels a foot against her ankle and sees luke smiling softly at her.

they can’t help but fuck in the restaurant’s bathroom. locked into a single stall, she drops to her knees and sucks him off. luke pins her against the door and buries his head on her neck to muffle the sounds when he slides into her. she’s got a leg wrapped around his waist and she swallows hard to hush the sounds she wants to make.

when they reach back the table, they find that ashton and calum have deserted them, leaving them with the bill. “assholes,” she says and luke laughs.

-

Seen out: Luke Hemmings and Lucía Huerta have an off day in Boston

The pair walked out of the Intercontinental Hotel with Ashton Irwin (5SOS’ drummer) and Calum Hood (5SOS’ bassist). They were seen by fans at Fenway Park and they took pictures with them. Luke looks tired in the photos, but he seems happy. He wears roughed-up sneakers and a white tank top. Lucy wears short denim shorts and a black top with flowy sleeves. The fans that tagged them in the Instagram posts spoke about how nice they were and how exciting it was to meet them. Hemmings and Huerta were both seen leaving Tenderoni’s Fenway restaurant and getting into an Uber. According to inside sources, the pair haven’t been able to keep their hands off each other during this tour so far. We hope it stays that way.

-

“fuck,” lucy’s frustration about the latest hollywood gossip blog post seems to go unnoticed on the plane. but luke can tell, and he wraps an arm around her the minute they both sit down. “they know. they seem to know,” she hands him her phone so he can read the writing piece. she hates it. she hates it so much. “inside sources can suck my dick.” this statement makes luke giggle. “what’s so funny?” she asks, annoyed.

“nothing.”

-

the next cities go by in a time whirlwind. lucy’s been distant since the article and it breaks luke’s heart. she refused to hold his hand and kiss him outside hotel rooms. even concerts’ backstages.

a few months after they met, they attended a house party in santa monica. the sparks between them were something everybody noticed, but they didn’t seem to think much of it. they’re rockstars, they’re the same age, of course they’re gonna flirt. luke fucked her in the spare bedroom, door locked. she gasped when she felt his cock for the first time, knowing he’d just made her addicted to it. he’d ruined every other man for her.

“we should head back downstairs.”

“i wanna stay here with you.”

“luke.” his name was rough against her lips as she hooked her bra back on.

“alright, i’m up.”

looking back, that should’ve been a red flag for him, but he chose to ignore it. because she made him feel good and he didn’t want her to leave him for somebody else. he didn’t want to be left again. he’d loved his ex-wife, and it was hard to get over her after she cheated on him. lucy had never been in a relationship, just random hookups, a friend with benefits and two weeks of winter love. she feared intimacy and luke could tell after the second time they had sex. spend the night, he’d said. lucy shook her head and told him she needed to get up early in the morning for an interview, which was a lie.

-

by the time the first month rolls around, they’re barely talking. It’s all sex and pretending onstage. pretending to have fun, pretending that they’re not hurt. their hearts break in silence. well, sort of.

“i told you not to fuck it up.”

“she won’t let me in. she won’t talk to me about it.”

“fix it.”

-

someone just like you, no one else/lights will guide you so, run like hell

the screaming fans can’t get enough of the energy onstage. michael jumping around, calum throwing his head back to expose his neck to the crowd, ashton beasting out on the drums. luke crouches in front of the crowd with a wide smile and lucy plays guitar while she sings her heart out. the lights radiate orange and red colors on the stage, the bass resonates in their bodies and there’s so much adrenaline going on that she has a moment of weakness. she looks over at luke, who has walked over to michael’s side of the stage as he sings the second verse. he wears a silver shirt that makes his shoulders look so spectacularly broad. she looks at him a little too long and when the camera pans over to her, showing her true feelings on the giant screen, fans seem to lose it even more. luke walks back to her and sings directly into her eyes, as if he can feel his way back to his girl. finally. a sad smile appears on her face for a split second before she starts dancing while playing the post-chorus instrumental outro. her long wavy hair hides her face and no one notices a single tear rolling down her cheek. when the song ends, she pretends to be emotional about the crowd, about how much they seem to love the show. which she is very grateful for. but on the other side of the coin, she just fucked up everything for herself. her career. and it’s clear when luke approaches her with a reassuring smile and one fan screams KISS! KISS! and then the whole venue is yelling the same word over and over again. michael and calum look at each other, ashton wipes off the sweat from his forehead and when the chanting doesn’t seem to stop, he grabs his mic. 

“alright, alright. calm your asses down,” the drummer laughs and the crowd follows suit. a distraction. he starts talking about how they recorded the song and thanking lucy for putting on a fantastic show with them for the beautiful souls in the audience.

lucy twists her lips, trying not to break down in front of thousands of people. so, she just waves and quickly exits the stage. luke takes a deep breath. he wants to run after her, make sure she’s okay. but she would never forgive him for giving the fans more reasons to speculate about their relationship. 

-

lucy cries backstage, alone. she takes off her makeup and sees dark circles underneath her eyes. why the fuck is she such a mess? why can’t she be in love like a normal person?

-

the show ends and the first person to knock on her dressing room is, obviously, luke. “are you okay?” he opens the door and sees his girlfriend lying on the sofa, sleeping. her makeup’s off and he can better appreciate the freckles on her nose that she gets in the summer. he stays with her, sitting on the chair in front of the mirror. the man looks at her as she wrinkles her nose in her sleep. he loves her so much. but what if this it? what if this is the end for them? 

michael opens the door, “what’s going on? is she okay?”

“she’s okay,” luke smiles weakly. “she’s sleeping.” 

lucy holds a pillow to her chest. she’s covered by luke’s jacket. michael decides he should probably leave them alone. “good luck, man,” he says as he pats luke’s shoulder, then he leaves the door closed after stepping back out.

luke could really use a joint right now. all these thoughts and feelings. wondering what she may be dreaming. or what she does with her days when they’re not together. he hates being so possessive, it makes him feel like a child. but how can you blame him?

“good luck with what?” lucy’s yawn startles him. she rubs one eye open.

michael meant well, but he also wanted to protect luke from heartbreak. lucy’s given him that for months now. all the guys -at least in the bands- knew lucy has a bit of… issues. she believes in things to be too black or white, good or bad, yes or no. no space for grey areas in her life. and that’s frustrating to deal with, but luke had fallen in love because she was so intense and so hardheaded when it came to defending her values. He admired that about her. “I honestly have no idea,” he lies behind a chuckle, playing it off as usual band nonsense. “do you wanna go back to the hotel and sleep?”

she’s too tired to get into an argument about taking separate cars, so she just nods. “Yeah.”

-

when they get to the hotel room, luke tucks her in and pours her a glass of water that he leaves on her nightstand. he looks for ibuprofen in her small bag with pills and condoms and sets two next to the water. 

“i’m sorry for being such a bitch to you,” lucy says with her eyes closed, lying on her side. 

she looks so out of it. as if she’d just drank an entire bottle of vodka and then smoked weed. he feels bad. he never meant for her to feel like this when they got into a relationship. but touring always makes things hard. especially if you’re playing shows every night with the person you love. the man sighs and sits next to her. “don’t worry about me. get some sleep,” he whispers and kisses her temple.

before he can stand up, lucy grabs his arm. “can you stay with me? please.”

a soft smile sets on his lips. “of course.”

-

after landing in the next city, lucy calls her mom.

-

there are three knocks on his hotel room door. “luke?” her voice is soft. as if she’s embarrassed. she doesn’t want her mother’s words to haunt her. the man opens the door without his shirt. just sweatpants. he was probably gonna go to bed. she might as well ruin his night too. 

“hey.” there’s a small pause. “what’s up?” he steps aside so she can come in. the tv’s on in the background and there’s a tray with an empty plate and a glass of tequila, just resting on his nightstand. 

lucy nods her head and walks inside. “i wanna talk.”

“okay…”

“about us.”

-

Love Is All Around: It’s Insta-Official

Two months ago, the You Don’t Go To Parties Tour hit the stage. And last night, Lucía Huerta and Luke Hemmings provided some much-needed proof of their romance. “Ten months with you feel like a second. Magic. I love you.”

-

lucy sighs as she reads the article.

“are you okay?” luke asks her.

“yeah,” she replies. “just… scared, i guess.”

“it’s gonna be okay, love,” he kisses the top of her head and sits next to her on the sofa. “everything’s gonna be alright.” the dressing room is big and no one else is around. it’s noon.

tons of notifications have been hitting their phones for the past fourteen hours. some are mean comments, others are encouraging words from fans. either way, it makes lucy anxious. “do you wanna get high?” she asks her boyfriend. maybe weed isn’t the solution to every problem ever, but it helps. 

the man smiles. “sure,” he says.

they go to the private parking lot of the venue. luke rolls a joint while lucy smokes a cigarette. she flicks the ashes onto the concrete, fidgeting her fingers around the cancer stick. luke isn’t the biggest fan of her smoking. and she's been smoking more as the days go by. but he understands she’s going through a lot, so he says nothing. he gets a text from calum, wondering where he and his girlfriend are. we’re gonna have lunch, join us? but the blond dismisses the message and lights the joint. he takes two hits before handing it to lucy. she brings it immediately to her lips, the slightly spicy smoke going down her throat smoothly. 

it’s so easy to talk to each other. sometimes. but their words have been stunted lately. they don’t know what the other’s thinking. and yes, last night they had a good conversation. but now what? does everything go back to normal now? how? they both feel anxious around each other, and that’s never ever happened before. they both hate it.

“what do you…”

“do you ever…”

they open their mouths simultaneously, quickly chuckling at the awkwardness of their interaction. lucy nods her head, letting him know that he can finish his thought.

luke smiles. “i was gonna ask you if you ever feel like… like things are going so good between us and suddenly we get so quiet and you worry? is that… is that something you feel?”

lucy smiles back. “yeah,” she says. “i don’t really know how to explain it. i mean, i love you. you know i really fucking love you, luke. but sometimes i worry we get too inside our heads. because i think we’re really similar like that. and i… i wanna be someone you can count on…”

“i want that too,” he replies. she hands him back the joint and he smokes some more.

“and sometimes i worry i’m not that someone you deserve,” she finally confesses.

it makes him sad to hear her say that, because there’s no better person for him than her. no one has made him feel this way before. the ups and downs seem to be heightened and it’s a beautiful way to live, he doesn’t want anyone else. there’s only room in his heart for this woman. this is the hardest he’s ever fallen in love, and he can’t imagine his life without her. a bit dramatic, but hey, that’s just who he is. “i don’t deserve anyone, lucy. i just want to be with you,” he says and takes her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. “all the time. every single fucking day.”

the woman looks down at their hands. matching red nail polish and silver-colored rings. this is scary. it’s scary to love and need someone so much that you feel like you’d die if they ever left you. please, don’t leave me. ever. lucy sighs and squeezes his hand in hers. “right back at ya,” she smiles softly and looks up to find his baby blues staring at her with so much love in them that she can’t help the weakness she feels in her knees.

the silence is barely uncomfortable anymore. unlike the ones they’ve been experiencing for countless weeks now. it’s all out in the open. their love for each other burning brighter than ever. neither want this moment to end. and since there’s only one way to stop time, they lean into each other and kiss. it’s soft at first, like a goodnight kiss. and it escalates quickly to an i-never-wanna-be-without-you one. she grabs fistfuls of his shirt, bringing him closer to her body. luke places both hands on her face as his tongue traces her bottom lip. their eyes are red and their hunger is raw.

-

they can’t get to his hotel room fast enough. fuck having lunch with friends, they need to satiate this urge so they can go on for the rest of the day. “i want you so bad,” she whines against his throat, leaving wet and sloppy kisses along his jawline. he’s already big and leaking with precum, grinding his hips against hers. unhooking her bra, luke immediately buries his head between her breasts and she whines again. those beautiful sounds he can’t get enough of.

“ride me, babe. i wanna see these titties bounce,” he whispers against her skin. hands gripping her hips. bulge so hard he feels like he’s gonna explode. they’re naked and he already has a condom wrapping his shaft. lucy bites her lower lip and lines him against her slit. he’s throbbing in her hand and that drives her insane. the moan he drags out as she strokes him is paradise. The filthiest love they’ve ever experienced. Both always wanting to fuck each other. It’s her waist, it’s his broad shoulders. The way they move on stage, wanting to look sexy for the other. 

lucy sinks into his cock and lets out a whine, “fuuck.” his thick size feels so good. luke grabs her ass and spreads her cheeks open so he can penetrate her better. 

“you like that?”

“yes.” her mouth hangs open and her eyes roll to the back of her head. luke has always thought of her as his pretty little pornstar. even before they started dating, the way she danced with him at the club. her back pressed to his body as his hands rested on her hips and stomach. both sweaty and a bit embarrassed when they went back to the booth with their friends. 

the woman, as per requested, starts bouncing on his cock. titties moving up and down. “fuck, girl.”

-

“is it better to feel this or feel nothing at all?”

ever since the news got out about their relationship, lucy’s been a mess. interviewers can be assholes. they suddenly stopped asking about her music, her achievements. all they wanted to know about was her clothes and her boyfriend. like everything she worked for just disappeared in the blink of an eye.

she lays on her side on the hotel bed after playing a festival in latin america. luke spoons her, holding her close to his body. he doesn’t know what to say. he’s surprised by the outcome. hadn’t expected people to diminish her work, to ignore she just played the 6 pm slot, which is a hard spot to get. you need a lot of people to stay for the whole set. and she’d killed it. 

“i don’t understand what happened,” luke sighs against her neck and squeezes her tighter. “i’m really sorry.”

lucy closes her eyes, feeling a bit less anxious with him. “it’s okay. the industry’s fucked up.”

“yeah,” he chuckles weakly. “it is.”

-

“so it’s true? you and luke are engaged?”

the questions about her relationship don’t seem to cease. even a year later. they go together to events and people seem to be more excited about them together than their work. it’s annoying, but what are you gonna do? “yeah, we are,” lucy smiles. “we’re also dropping a new song together next month.”

“ooh, tell us about it.”

lucy has become good at deflecting. luke taught her that. 

-

“how was the interview?” luke asks after he greets his fianceé with a kiss and hands her a cup of coffee from her favorite shop.

“it was alright,” lucy shrugs. it’s definitely been a learning experience, dodging questions about her personal life. but luke has been so supportive and sweet throughout the whole thing. she’s grateful to marry her man in six months. “how was the recording session?” she asks as she sips the hot beverage.

the blond had written things throughout the tour. enough things to make an ep. “it was good,” he smiles softly.

-

the song luke and lucy release is a hit. a 90s-inspired track with her raspy vocals and his whiny ones make for an interesting texture that captures hearts everywhere. they play it on several shows, the crowds go insane every time.

a month later, lucy releases her second album. it's a hit. she's invited to play festivals and there are rumors of a grammy nomination.

"here's to my girl," luke smiles as he raises a glass of wine in front of her and their friends. "she showed the world she's a powerhouse, an amazing songwriter and performer. she's the best thing that's ever happened to me and i'm so proud of you." his gaze sets on lucy, who's blushing like crazy and smiling like an idiot. "i really fucking love you."

"right back at ya," the woman grins and stands up from the table to kiss her man. everyone cheers.

the night goes by fast. the celebration turns into a party in luke and lucy's new place in west hollywood. but the couple soon disappears into their shared bedroom. fucking until the sun comes up and their friends leave.

luke pants as his orgasm washes over him. "fuck," he breathes out, collapsing next to her on their bed.

"yeah," lucy chuckles. her body is sweaty and she wraps an arm around his torso as she snuggles up to him. looking up at his face, the man's glistening. he's the most beautiful man. he's got the biggest heart and he's never been jealous or threatened by her successes. she appreciates that. "wanna eat me out?" lucy smirks, her leg now over his, her wet pussy making contact with his thigh and she grinds into him.

"give me a second," luke lets out a soft laugh. "you really wore me out. my pretty slutty angel." he strokes her hair, hand soon trailing down to her ass. a small slap to it that makes her bite down on her lip. "okay, come on. legs spread, i'm diving in," he grins.

she does what she's told. opening her legs so luke can attach his lips to her swollen clit and start licking her folds. so sloppy. so fucking nasty. lucy groans as her breath hitches. "you're so good."

he smirks against her entrance before exploring her walls with his tongue. so fucking skilled.

-

grammy nominations announcement. luke and lucy's song gets one for song of the year. her album gets one for album of the year. they're ecstatic. it's all happening.

#5sosficfest2024 #luke hemmings #luke hemming fic #luke hemming smut #i absolutely loved writing this and feeling *pain* #lmfaoo

[heavyns]

just the tip

luke x reader/mc. no names used. smut. minors keep scrolling. wip (idk when i'll ever finish/polish it)

heavy breaths. slick sounds. god you were so hot you felt like you were on fire. your thighs especially burning as you watch luke's dick push through.

his strong arms held your hips steady with ease as he thrusts. if you listen close enough, past all the love sounds your bodies were making, you can hear him huffing and panting. you wished there could've been a mirror nearby, you just know luke in this state would be a sight to behold.

his cock rubbed against your clit over and over, and you'd be lying if you said it didn't feel good. but god you were already so wet. and his cock was already so close to where you want him to hit.

you knew you had to be patient, he didn't want to hurt you. and these were the comprises you both had agreed on. foreplay with no penetration. but fuck, you NEED him inside you. his fingers are amazing but you want him to fill you. plug you up with his seed and dick.

your hand trailed up from holding his arm to cupping his cheek, twisting your body to coax him into a kiss. which he gladly does. your hip changed angles a bit and fuuck

his tip. it slipped in for a moment and slipped right out. you both let out a groan as his hips sputtered.

"luke please. e-even just the tip, please." you moaned out, grinding even harder on him.

"i-i don't want to hurt-" his dick twitches.

"it didn't hurt! it felt sooo soso good. please luke."

he stays silent but his body language tells a different story.

"i want it." you affirm him.

"just. just the tip, okay?" he agrees.

you realign his cock to your entrance and his hips rock slowly. a breathy moan leaves your mouth at the feeling.

just the tip but the stretch already feels amazing.

"you feel- ah- s-so good!" you praise him. your hips match his rhythm. you feel his length inch deeper in you each thrust. you don't think he realizes it, too caught up with how good and warm you are.

you open your mouth to inform him when-

"Ah!" his hips hit your ass in a slam, his whole cock rams into you without notice.

"F-fuck sorry I lost control. Your pussy kept sucking me in." he rambled but showing no signs of stopping his new pace.

"But you said you wanted it right? That you'll be a good girl and take my cock well?" You smile and nod in agreement, pussy quivering at your lover's words.

One of his hands settles on top of your abdomen, pressing down. The other fondles your breasts. You're starting to see stars

#luke pearce #tears of themis #tot #luke pearce smut #i just want this man to manhandle me #smut #wip

[a-casual-egg]

I hope I'm not the only one who prefers how oxventures used to be edited. The editing where you see the character art interacts with each other and stock photos. I genuinely enjoy seeing it a lot, and not seeing it with the more recent episodes upsets me. It almost seems like character art is getting phased out, and that kinda scares me.

It started with oitd when they just had the neutral character art next to a square of the person playing their pc. Then, with their "previously on" segments, they give us more of the characters, showing us different expressions and clearer references for drawing them. However, it also feels very limited. I know seeing the ox crew in their costumes is very fun, especially with Andy's dramatic acting as Edvard but I think seeing the character art dragged around the screen like how oxventures used to be edited would be just as fun.

Then, with oxventure deadlands, the character art rarely makes an appearance. It's so divorced from the show that a casual viewer might not have ever seen it. I think that sucks because character art really helps people visualize the characters. Especially when the characters look different than the actual person playing them, like with Nate and Johnny, Delacy and Luke, and Garnet and Jane, to name a few. (There isn't much difference with Garnet and Jane, but Garnet's hair is red, not black like Jane's.). In fact, you could argue you have to go out of your way to find the oxventure deadlands character art. You go to an oxventure (Halloween? I believe) special video to actually see the oxventure deadlands character art.

I do love seeing the ox crew in their costumes and them interacting with each other irl as their characters, but there's an enjoyment I get from watching the art of the characters interact. To me, the character art is the characters and the players dressing up as their characters is just a supplement to help get the players get into the mindset of their characters and to help the audience understand who is playing who.

If it's not obvious, I very much dislike the less and less appearances and uses of the character art. I get it's probably quicker to edit and get the videos up without doing all the editing of the characters. I also get that it's cheaper to pay for one group shot of all your characters than five characters with multiple different expressions. It's just that I feel like the decrease of character art and the silly little editing of the characters in the videos takes away stuff from the experience. I think a big part of that for me is the silly whimsy of the editing Andy did with the character art. It really helps bring the story to life for me. To be honest, it does a better job than soley watching real life people sit at a table and talk.

#oxventure #outside xbox #outside xtra #oxboxtra #also the lack of the stock photos for any oitd and/or oxventure deadlands npc #I can't make any text posts using them bc of that #I hope this doesn't make people think I dislike oxventure or oxboxtra or anything like that. #I still love them #this is just my personal opinion #I still feel like this doesn't do how I feel justice #but it's what I got

[failedbymodernityxx]

one of them - prologue

a/n: welcome to "one of them", i hope you love this story as much as i do. leave notes and submit asks with your opinions!! love you all!

Prologue

heartbreak. it fucking sucks, some even say there’s no pain like it. there’s always something that hurts more. Heartbreak from different people is what differentiates the pain from me. From a boyfriend, you’re sad for months, from your father, more like your whole life. 

I could beg to be loved, something that felt second nature to me. To want to be loved so deeply is a dream only some can achieve, i don’t think I’ve ever experienced this. 

relationships are tricky. I’m on the road most of the year, every year. I’m in a band, with four guys. I’m in the public eye, nothing is private. Not many people want to date a girl that loves her job more than anything. 

There however was Ben, Ben Willis. We had dated for 3 years, we met in London when the boys and I had moved there, our relationship was easy but so hard. I looked past red flags and now I realized how stupid I was to let him have me all those years. I would have married him if I hadn’t found out he was cheating on me for the entire 3 years. 

I was 18 when we met and started dating, broke up when I was 23, and now at 24, I try my hardest to figure out who I am aside from him. The life we had or the illusion I made up in my head. 

Maybe it was me, maybe it was my fault he did what he did. If  I wasn’t constantly away, he wouldn’t have to resort to cheating on me. Then again, why didn’t he just break up with me when my lifestyle got too complicated for him? 

What if I wasn’t supposed to find someone? What if I wasn’t supposed to find someone like Crystal, or Kay, or Sierra? What if that wasn’t part of my life? Maybe, just maybe, I’m not deserving of the love I give to others.  

That’s a thing, right? Some people just end up alone, I define-

“ Lucy”

I shook my head, snapping out of my dreadful thoughts, 

“ We gotta board the flight”, said Ash, looking at me while starting to walk away. The year was 2018, we were on our tour 5SOS3, promoting our 3rd studio album, and getting back into the groove of touring. 

Once I stood up from the uncomfortable airport seats someone pulled my arm, “ Hey, everything okay? You’ve been really dazed the past few days”, said Calum

“ The whole Ben thing is all”, I said putting my backpack over my shoulder and beginning to walk with him to the door to get our tickets scanned again. 

“oh, sorry you have to go through that bullshit. You don’t deserve it Lucy”, he said walking beside me to the actual plane. Once we arrived at the door the flight attendants directed us to our seats. I was in a window seat, in the same row as Luke. 

Cal, Ash, and Michael were in either the seats next to Luke and me or in front of us. Andy would be paired up with the last guy who was sitting alone. 

I dropped into the window seat, taking a deep breath before pulling my headphones out and beginning to play music. Andy was recording us boarding for the tour diary. We decided to bring him with us because his work was amazing and we wanted to document touring, release week, and overall the experience. 

I was trying my best to block everyone out, it felt like that’s all I was doing. They caught on after I said I wasn’t in the mood to have drinks with them and their girlfriends. I loved all the girls so much, I’ve spent most of my life surrounded by these guys, even when they annoyed me most, I wouldn’t trade them for the world. 

“Lucy”, I heard someone say. I snapped my head to the right, looking away from the window. 

“What’re you listening to?”, asked Andy holding the camera towards me. “ Uh, Somebody Else by The 1975”, I said holding my phone towards him. 

“Ouch”, said Luke looking at me with a joking smile. “ Can we watch Netflix on your laptop?”, he asked. 

“ Yes, yes we can”, I said buckling my seatbelt, motioning Luke to do the same. 

Ladies and gentlemen, please find your seats as we prepare for takeoff 

I sat in my seat, pulling out my journal and a pen, I looked out the window and jotted down a thought, 

Everyone, please fasten your seat belts we are departing Heathrow Airport for john f. Kennedy airport. 

sometimes taking off felt like an escape. for a brief amount of time, everyone’s worries were targeted at the flying plane and not you and every single thought creeping into your mind. 

As the plane moved against the taxiway, I gripped the armrest, I hated takeoff, always listening to music to mask my fears. 

Ladies and gentlemen once the seatbelt light above you turns off, you may roam the aircraft and use the lavatory

“c’mon we gotta finish new girl”, said Luke moving his backpack from the seat so i could scooch.

“Why don’t you watch without me? here”, I said handing him my laptop. 

“Lucy”, he said.

“Just watch Lu”, I said, leaning my head against the window. I sat silently, trying to make him get off my back. The only thing I ever thought about nowadays was my shitty love life, 

it was like everyone around me was madly in love, and here I was heartbroken. 

Calum was head over heels for his girlfriend Margaret, even though they began dating a month ago. Luke and Sierra had been in love for years now, same for Ash and Kay, and Mike and Crystal. 

“Lucy”, said Mike as he turned his body to face me. 

I looked from the window and turned my head to face him, undoing my seatbelt

“Yeah?”, I asked

“We were thinking about going to a bar when we land. the girls will be there”, he said very cautiously. I could see the concern in his eyes.

“Kay keeps asking for you”, said Ash.

“yeah, Sierra said she wants to sing karaoke with you. She even called the place to make sure they had it”, said Luke moving to the seat next to me. 

“c’mon we miss you”, said calum.

“I’m right here Cal”, i said. Not fully understanding what he meant. But in reality, I knew what he meant, I wasn’t the same, and hadn't been for a while. 

“You haven’t been you for a while now. you know it and so do we. come and let loose.”, said Ashton.

I looked back out the window before saying, “Okay”. 

“ Alright boys operation Get Lucy Drunk is a go”, said Calum. 

“I hate you guys”,i laughed.

“ no you don’t”, said Luke wrapping me in his arms. He’s right, I don’t hate them. 

“ you love us”, he said kissing my cheek. 

That was true, loved the four boys more than anything in my life. Except they were my brothers. 

That’s when he came into the picture, perfect timing.

#matty healy #ross macdonald #adam hann #george daniel #the 1975 #ross macdonald x reader #5sos #calum hood #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford

[hello-nichya-here]

Lmao someone said Percy's not a well written character bc he's written to be perfect and lacks character flaws 🤣 and their only argument was "even his fatal flaw was being too good of a friend"

Bruh, what. Do these people not know the difference between "Fatal flaw" and "ONLY flaw"?

Did they not see Percy constantly falling for the old-ass tricks the monsters of greek myths pulled because he is too much of a 12-year-old with ADHD to go "hum, maybe I should study the easily accessible information on these creatures that are constantly trying to kill me and my friends?"

Did they not see how he felt VERY uncomfortable with and downright ashamed of Tyson, his disabled friend that he had previously defended from bullies, when he was revealed to actually be his half brother? How he kept trying to downplay their connection when Tyson was not around, because he didn't like being the kid with the "retarded" sibling? Sure, he realizes he was wrong in the end and goes back to being Tyson's number one defender, but it still happened and made him look like anything EXCEPT an ideal friend.

Did they not see him and Thalia, his friend/first cousin, lose their temper at each other so bad they started fighting for real? Did they not see how he had to use all of his strength not to give in when Ares was fucking with his emotions to provoque him into a fight he obviously could not fucking win?

And even the "your fatal flaw is being too loyal" thing - they did not see him literally holding up the whole sky for Annabeth or jumping into Tartarus to protect her, both things that could have killed him? Did they not see him questioning his own side in the war when Calypso asks him "Percy, are supporting the gods instead of the titans because you think they're good rulers, or because they're your family?"

For fuck's sake, what about the parallels with Luke, the character whose deal is being THE traitor? Both of them had a mom that had the ability to see the monsters and godly stuff most people can't see, both had a divine dad that loved them but was not present for most of their lives - including while they dealing with an abusive parent/step-parent - because the gods are like that, and both were VERY mad at said gods for this kind of thing?

It makes sense that Percy was the "loyal one" as a contrast, and the fact that he comes to see that Luke was not fully in the wrong because while bringing Kronos back WAS a terrible idea, the gods DID need someone to look them in the face and say "YOU SUCK", shows that he does need to be more careful with this loyalty thing because being loyal to the wrong person can have serious consequnces for him and others.

Honestly, this "take" strikes me as coming either from people who never read the books and want to trash it for stuff they got no context for, from those kinds of fans that want to out-smart the story by going "THE MAIN CHARACTER SUCKS, ACTUALLY, AND I AM OBJECTIVELY GREAT FOR NOTICING IT"

#asks #percy jackson

[mushrooming3]

Hello! I’m the Artist!

A little about me and Art, Au's, Wattpad information, and links if you want to read my wattpad stories! ⬇️

I am Mushrooming3! I am a nerd who draws things that makes me happy! (The rose is a tattoo I want to have one day)

I am not a professional artist despite me drawing for so many years. I do it for fun and entertainment and it really boosts my sanity :)

The funny thing is even though I ship gay characters, I'm actually not a part of the 🌈 community as I'm in a straight relationship. That doesn't mean I dont respect those who are! I love talking and collaborating with other artists it doesn't matter to me who is what, everyone is still a person.

I am currently in the middle of still growing up as I'm in high school. So bare with me if Im ever inactive for a little bit.

My birthday Is in January

I have been drawing for about six years! Since 2018

I also have watched Smg4 since the same time!

Fanfiction/Wattpad

I read and write fan fiction on Wattpad! (Mushrooming333)

I love horror, Adventure, Fantasy, and Romance!

I am known as the author of Smg4 and the Beast, the new account one. (waiting for wattpad to delete my old crusty account floating in the internet)

Smg4 and the Beast:

My 34 one-shots:

My main Au's:

Mermaid/Merman Au

Circus Au

My Smg4 and the beast Au is coming soon!

Fandoms <3

I love so many fandoms that go to video games to movies such as:

Super Mario, Fnaf including sb, Undertale ,Cuphead

Until Dawn, The Quarry, The Last of Us

Poppy Playtime

Ghostbusters

Nimona

Marvel, DC (mostly batjokes)

Harry Potter

Lazy town (sportarobbie)

Don’t hug me im scared

Beauty and The Beast (any movie version)

The Amazing Digital Circus, Smg4, Meta Runner

How I got here

So I used to have another account on here years ago which I stopped using years ago. Something happened at that time where I had to make a new account (which is the one I'm currently using) After that I gave up and used Devinart for about a year or two. However, in my opinion, that app sucked because the app crashed all the time, and its not the best place to go to for 34 as there were a lot of haters in the platform. Let me just say I didn't really get nice words sent to me, while I tried to draw different characters and fandoms like what I do now, versus my best friend @anonymousartist1727 who paints all of the time, lots of people love her paintings (which she's my best friend and don't get me wrong and her paintings are AMAZING I love her art so much she's so freaking talented! ) but it made me realize Devinart wasn't really fit for my art “type” so I stopped my toxic relationship with Devinart and came back here realizing I left my newer account here unattended, so I was surprised when I got a notification from Tumblr saying “your account is two years old!!!” :D

Smg34 or ships in general:

But of ALL fandoms I have been really REALLY fixed on Smg4 and especially Smg34. I understand why some people think they’re brothers, but it was never said by Luke or anyone, plus there’s a lot more sussy gay moments between them vs being siblings moments. Also they have joked about it before- And yeah they look similar but that’s how it always was even with the Mario models. But this is my opinion and belief of that, the thing is if there’s a person who only sees them as siblings and in their head that’s how it is for them then that’s how it is. It’s their world not mine. And I respect that.

I ship it, I also ship Meggy and Tari, or Meggy and Desti, and Melony and Axol. Plus Swag and Chris are such a old married couple just b*tching all the time lmao

I also want to say I only ship fictional characters, never real people or actors.

#meet the artist #intro post #character art #drawing of myself #digital art #my art #smg34 #opinion #hi hello #smg34 fanfiction #smg34 fanfic #smg4 ships #smg4 au #digital artist

[sweetfire01]

Can I make a headcanon request please of who do you think of the obey me cast gives the best cuddles to a sleepy little one?

I thought of it to be a consensual scenario, just fluff and obv a lot of cuddles. It also include also how they spend your "bed-time", since I considered the "sleepy" as "ready to go to bed or at least take a nap".

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This is the ranking:

Beel and Belphie Simeon (points bonus: Luke) Asmo Solomon Satan Diavolo Lucifer Barbatos Mammon Levi

In first place of course we have Belphie and Beel. Who is better to give the best sleepy cuddles than the Avatar of Sloth and his giant bear brother? You will spend most evenings in the planetarium, with Belphie telling you the story of constellations and most beautiful stars while Beel feeds you a bottle. At such moments you really don't want to sleep, you want to listen more! But then Belphie kisses your forehead, muttering that it's bedtime and there will be more stories tomorrow. He covers your eyes and uses his power to send you to the land of dreams and you only vaguely feel Beel kissing your cheek and picking you up, wrapped in a soft blanket. They take you back to their room, where you will sleep between them, wrapped in their arms.

Then in second place we find Simeon 'cuz iz bezt daddy uwu, he doesn't have the same powers as Belphie but his voice is so calming and manages to comfort you when you had a bad day. Moreover, I think he'd be the only one using skin-to-skin contact without shame or having other thoughts. And since it's canon that his skin is cooler than demons, imagine in summer: it's like having always a cool pillow! A true blessing. As much as he enjoys being alone while cuddling you, he also appreciates it when Luke joins you from time to time. He makes you a different bottle every time but always sweet and delicious. He can also sing in a way that is literally angelic, both in voice and song. They are ancient, handed down by angels over the centuries, with a language that is older than Latin. You can't understand the text, but does it really matter? Let yourself be lulled by his voice. And by the arms of Simeon.

In third place I would put Asmo, for the simple fact that he LOVES cuddles and physical contact, so be prepared for caresses, kisses and massages before going to sleep. Among the demons he's the only one who would use skin-to-skin contact too but… well, we're talking about Asmo. Even if he doesn't do anything sexual to you when you're little and just want to sleep, his hands might stay in certain places. His favorite thing? Paci kisses. He adores how every time you squirm all flustered and embarrassed. So adorable. It just makes him want to kiss you even more!

Conversely, I don't see Solomon as the cuddler type, unless you ask him directly. However, when you are in little space, he may be more affectionated towards you. He will cast spells. Like, a lot. To put you to sleep he uses a sensory approach, massaging your head as you reach your hands out, trying to touch one of the butterflies of light that flies around the room, while the enchanted bed rock gently.

Satan obviously reads you during cuddle. Fairy tales, children's books or cat encyclopedias…Lied on his bed, he will hold you on his chest and you will fall asleep to the calm sound of his voice, with your paci in your mouth (he doesn't trust to keep a book close to a bottle full of milk). He lets you touch the drawings, especially if the book is magical. You've never touched a dragon's skin, have you? Here, try stroking the one on this page. Don't worry, it doesn't bite! Very often he doesn't realize how late it is or even what page you fell asleep on, he reads the book till the end. He's a bit sad when he asks you if you liked the story, only to find you sucking the paci while asleep. You missed how the dragon found his treasure! But seeing how you smile in your sleep, he can't help but smile back. He knows that children need a lot of sleep and, in any case, you can both read again tomorrow.

Diavolo is great, he even plays with your stuffies, making up stories about them and talking in silly voices. It's always funny, just a little playtime before he decides it's time to sleep and wraps his arms around you. I was thinking about these scenarios in the canon universe of the game, but I like the idea of ​​him nursing you. 👀 In that case, he will tell you stories and legends of the Devildom, obviously suitable for little ones like you. His voice is deep and, together with the milk flowing into your mouth and the sense of security that envelops you, it doesn't take you long to fall asleep happy.

Lucifer is also very good, showing you his softer side - just for you of course! He plays one of his human-friendly records, creating a relaxing background melody. He holds you on his lap as he continues to work, but you still have his full attention! And if you had a bad day or you're feeling smaller than usual, he'll stroll around the room with you in his arms, rubbing your back as he murmurs softly in your ear how a goodd little baby you are and how Daddy will always be there for you.

The problem with these two is that they are terribly busy. They obviously make time for you and give you all the attention you want, but once you fall asleep, you may wake up with no one around! Obviously they bothered to put your stuffies in your arms, but it's not the same, is it? But don't worry, you won't have time to cry before they'll be with you right away! They were finishing work at the desk and you are still in their room, in their bed. No need to be afraid! They can hold you on their lap until you fall asleep again.

The same happens with Barbatos, with the only difference that he is even busier than them. He makes sure to give you your fix of nightly cuddles, singing lullabies as you suck on the bottle in his lap. The milk he prepares for you is infused with some herbs that facilitate sleep and drive away nightmares, all obviously flavored to make it sweeter and tastier than it already is. He still makes sure to spoil you properly! He stays next to you until you fall asleep, tucking you in and cradling your stuffie in your arms. Or all of them around your bed! Then he leaves little D n.2 to watch over you: as a butler, he still has a lot of work to do and doesn't want you to use your D.D.D. to call him. Little D. will take care of notifying him if necessary. And if you don't have any stuffie to hug, he can be usefull for that too.

Mammon wants to be the fun dad, playing with you all the time. So when you're tired and you reach out your arms towards him because you want to be picked up, resting your chin on his shoulder, well, he doesn't know what to do! Actually yes, he took care of all his siblings when they were younger, put them to sleep like the good big brother he is. But this? We are talking about you! His human! How can you expect him not to stiffen or babble nonsense as you hug him tenderly in your sleep? NO WAY! *Mammon stops working* He will just sit on the bed with you on his lap, occasionally stroking your hair, trying not to wake you up. He will definitely take pictures of you. Obviously to sell them, he has no intention of keeping them on his D.D.D. and look at them every day!

And in the end, Levi… this guy never sleeps and screams at the slightest form of physical contact. Really, it's not very good for cuddling. But that doesn't mean he won't do it. He definitely creates a blanket fort, full of pillows and stuffies. He wanted to get you your favorite snacks, but got caught by Lucifer as he was carrying them to his room. No food after dinner! Only a bottle. You will watch a movie appropiated for you age or, if you're too tired to do anything, you will lay your head on his lap and watch him play a video game for kids. It may seem strange, but Levi's bed is perfect for you: it's a tub, yes, but that means you don't have to worry about falling out. And, oddly enough, it's also comfortable once all the blankets are put back on. Obviously, Levi will scream internally throughout the night while you sleep, lying on his chest.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #daddy lucifer #daddy mammon #daddy levi #daddy satan #daddy asmo #daddy beel #daddy belphie #daddy diavolo #daddy barbatos #daddy simeon #daddy solomon #big brother luke #age regression #i want to cry #im tired #i want cuddles from them

[annieisyourfavourite]

okay i finally have the time to write out an explanation of what all has been going on with me the last like, month - all the stuff i've been alluding to. this is gonna be real, real long, so story time is under the cut.

so some setup. i lived with my parents until just a few months ago. i moved out and now live with my oldest brother, sean, and his 2 (well, it's 1 now but at the time) dogs. at my parents' house, it is my mom and dad, my little brother luke, his fiancee, and my paternal grandmother who we call baba. my parents also have 4 dogs.

baba was living on her own in serbia, but she had a stroke in february, and since my dad is her only kid, we took her in. baba has a lot of needs, and so my brothers and i have been urging them to get her into a nursing home. but for some reason my parents aren't doing this, despite the fact that it would improve everyone's lives tenfold.

because see baba? has been abusive to my dad and to us for his whole life. she has some trauma-induced mental illnesses that she doesn't like to treat, which means she often isn't in the same reality as everyone else. i say this not to imply that mentally ill people are abusive. but rather her mental instability is a big factor in the way that she acts and treats people. and also, if she wasn't mentally ill, my father would probably never speak to her for all the abhorrent things she's done. he can already barely stand her, and his anger issues and trauma responses have become very intense since she's been around.

i also have been abused by baba, and so i have told my family i won't engage with her as much as possible. it was hard when i lived there. but since moving out, i've said i refuse to babysit her or be her caretaker, since i can also hardly be around her without losing my shit. i've told my parents this. when she starts ranting about her paranoid delusions, i can't handle it. if she starts getting upset, i can't handle it. i remember her locking us 4 small children under the age of 12 out of her house when she was watching us because she thought we were annoying. i feel very unsafe around her!!! very bad!!!!

so! the reason all this is relevant. is that my whole family, save myself and baba, just went on a vacation for 2 weeks to the british isles. we've known about this trip for a long time. and i set up with my oldest brother that i would watch the 2 dogs at our house while he was gone. my other brother matt, who would be joining them later, was to watch baba and the 4 dogs up there. except. i learned like 2 weeks before they left. that matt couldn't do the weekends and the end of the trip. so there were 8 days total out of 14 that he wasn't gonna be there (bc matt sucks but that's a different post). so my mother calls me. and says they need me to watch everyone during those times.

at first she had told me it was 1 weekend (like saturday and sunday) and that was it, and i agreed to it even though it sucked. but then after revealing how much it was, i started saying no, i can't do that, that's obviously too much. out of the 6 dogs, 2 of them are new puppies. and 1 of them was an old dog who was dying of cancer. the old dog also couldn't be in the same room as one of the other ones, because they'd try to kill each other.

so like. far too much for 1 person to try and take care of. i said no i won't, i can't. and my mom got so mad at me. i told her i can't psychologically handle being trapped in a house with baba for that long. she said "can't you just suck it up this one time?" i said that's not how abuse trauma works. she said "i can't believe you're trying to ruin our once in a lifetime vacation." i said i'm physically disabled and that is too much. too bad.

i kept trying to find some help. but the problem was, even if someone could watch some dogs, they couldn't do that AND watch baba. and vice versa if someone could watch baba. and i needed to be away from her. however the time for the trip came, and there was no one else to help. so my parents left! they said i don't care what you say annie, we need someone to take care of it, and if you don't, your dogs and grandmother will die without proper care.

so i did it!! because they knew i would do it if there was literally no one else. and i was begging them to try and help, try to understand the price this was going to take. my dad kinda did. but didn't do anything to help. my mom just thought it would be fine.

so for 2 weeks. i was in charge of old dying dog and puppy 24/7. and then sick baba and 4 other dogs for over half the time. on top of trying to do rehearsals for a show i'm currently in. and i couldn't handle it!! i suffered, hm. 10 mental breakdowns at least? so many dogs. so much chaos. so much cleaning up messes from the puppies because they're puppies.

i called my mom, having a breakdown, the first weekend because i was supposed to go to an event for my boyfriend's work, and baba was fighting me on the plan. it was a whole mess. i literally owe my life to kayla (@/modestclam) because she came by on her 1 day off from her 2 jobs to help.

during this time, i also had a job interview in the city because i'm unemployed. and when there. my car got towed. i'm pretty sure incorrectly, i'm trying to contest the ticket. but i was stranded in the city, disabled and alone, and i had to spend over $300 just to get to the lot and get my car back, which i simply do not have. it took an extra 5 hours.

during the last weekend, i decided to keep the old dog chloe at my house, and my boyfriend came and watched her for the 5 days i was at the other house, because i was worried about moving her. my goal had been to just get her to the sunday when sean was getting back. she was clearly sick and i knew she didn't have long. but i was trying my best to just keep her going til then.

so i'm in the psychological torture zone up north. i had to drive back to my house at one point to help give chloe a bath, because she had intestinal issues and got stuff stuck to her backside, and my boyfriend was freaking out. and when i got back? the puppies. also had intestinal issues. all over the house. it took me 2 hours to clean, with baba obsessively following me the whole time. i have at least 1 breakdown every day. i have to miss a number of rehearsals either because i couldn't leave the dogs and baba alone, or because i was so dead tired i could barely move.

during this time. my mom also texts me. that my grandfather's partner had called and said he was in the hospital. he had a fall i believe? and so if anything happened, even though he lives a state away, i would have to be on call, since i was the only one in the country at that moment. because i guess she wants me to have a heart attack at age 25??

my little brother luke got back on tuesday evening, late. (he flew into an airport in canada and my mom wanted me to go drive the 2.5 hours there, pick him up, and drive back. i told her she must be on crack to think i would do that.) him and his fiancee weren't feeling well, but they took over main dog management. i went home to chloe.

the very next day. my parents and maternal grandma get home. grandma hadn't been feeling well, so she was gonna stay with my parents for a bit. except. the very morning after they got back. she tested positive for covid. and everyone in the house was sick.

my mom calls me asking me to take grandma to the doctor to get paxlovid (which i had taken and it helped me). everyone in the house is sick and they need my help. my oldest brother sean wasn't even back yet, he had an extra like 5 days, so i was still watching his dogs. i didn't even get 1 day after the 2 weeks from hell to rest. my grandma ended up going to the ER and getting put on oxygen. she was there 5 days and wasn't allowed visitors. i had to call around and get her affairs in order for her to stay there. the sick household includes: my mom who is 62, my dad who is 59 and has a genetic condition that gives him a weak heart, my little brother who ALSO has that heart condition and had heart surgery just this year, his fiancee who has autoimmune deficiencies, and my baba, who is t2 diabetic and in her 80s.

so i was stressed, to say the least. and during all THIS, chloe, the old dog, starts taking a turn for the worse. i'm doing everything i can to make her comfortable and keep her around, cleaning up her messes, hand feeding her dinner, whatever i can do. i go out to celebrate a friend's birthday saturday, and it's fun, but the whole time i'm stressed for what i'm gonna come home to. since sean was getting in sunday night. just 24 more hours.

when we got home, she greeted us happily. i got her to eat her dinner, drink water, take her pills, and even gave her belly rubs for a while. she was doing well. we all go to sleep.

and when my boyfriend and i wake up that sunday morning, the day sean was getting back. we found her unresponsive, having passed away in her sleep next to my bed. less than 24 hours before sean would have gotten to see her again.

to say i was devastated would be an understatement. i loved that dog so much. and i worked so hard to get her to the end of the trip. i used all my resources, i did everything i could. and she died in my room the same day my brother came back, before they could see each other. my heart? broken

luckily at this time i had family back, so my dad and luke came to put her in the box and deal with it, cuz i was well and truly at my limit. not a single day of rest in weeks. sean got home that night and the next day, we went up north at my parents house to bury her where we bury all our pets who have passed.

digging the grave was hard and miserable, because the spot we needed had a ton of roots in the way, and it was raining, and sean was limping bc of his bad foot, and everyone had covid, and it was just awful. i ended up doing a lot of work, even though i myself am physically disabled and very weak. my right arm and wrist still hurt real bad, and it's been 3 days since.

that night. THAT NIGHT!!!! THAT WE WERE BURYING HER!!! baba was delirious and coughing. she clearly had caught covid, as we knew she would. and covid really messes with her, especially her already frail mental faculties. she collapsed in the kitchen. so the following morning, my dad took her to the ER (after a lot of fighting from her). she was admitted to the hospital in poor condition. they think she has pneumonia. her bloodsugars have been bad for weeks, because we were waiting on an appointment with her doctor to up her meds. at the hospital they are giving her insulin (which she doesn't usually take?? irresponsible) but they can't get her bloodsugar down. which, when it comes to covid, isn't good. it's known that if you're diabetic, and you're admitted to the hospital with covid, and your bloodsugar is high? it's essentially a death sentence. your chance of mortality increases tenfold.

so i had to miss rehearsal again (this is where that post about my director being a bitch comes in). the director has also been making my life a living hell for this, punishing me for having all this going on. my part is like 7 lines, and yet she still is in my face constantly.

:-) so that's where i'm at!!!! my september has been such a blur of mental and physical distress, i'm surprised i'm still breathing tbh. i have therapy twice a week, and when i emailed my therapist the dog + covid update, he responded "holy shit." we've been trying our best, but he's like "the goal is to stay alive, please just stay alive, don't try to aim any higher." i just. don't have anything else in me, you know? i already was gonna need like a week to recover from the vacation stuff. and now with this. it's just like. how much is a person expected to take, you know? how much can a body hold before it falls apart? i'm hoping soon, god, please soon, i'll be able to rest a bit. but man.

it's been a rough fucking month.

#mine #god bless u if u get to the end of this behemoth #this really is like if i had an actual Blog(tm) #yeah. life has been right miserable. and i don't know how i'm standing it!!!!! #it's bc my friends love me and my boyfriend loves me and I love me too #literally cartoonish levels of agony and tragedy over here #sorry this was so long #but u know #there just. is a lot to get through. if i wanna adequately explain what's going on and why my mental illness has been up to 10 lately

[snailsandpuppy-dogtails]

Communication Breakdown

part 3 of the garvez solstice story is a year old today. In this part Luke takes a drunk Penelope and JJ home from a failed girls night. WC: 2,071 of funny drunken flirting Ao3

“Why’s Newbie here?” It was cool out, it was dark, but neither bothered them much due to the alcohol they'd consumed. It was meant to be a girls night, but Tara and Emily each had something come up, so it was just Penelope and JJ. They’d gotten caught up in shots for shots and then a sweet group of girls bar hopping for a bachelorette party had included them in their celebrations, and then people were buying them drinks… and so they’d both had a bit more than they normally would.

JJ grinned, “I called him. Better someone we can trust, than some rando moonlighting driver.” Penelope didn’t need to know she picked Luke over literally everyone else for slightly devious motives... JJ had noticed how Morgan’s little push at the party a few weeks ago had helped things in the moment, but since being back at work things had gone…cold. Her “fluffy armor” as Luke called it had gone back up, Penelope reverting to her “I grudgingly accept his existence” stance and poor Luke just accepting it. She was hoping arranging them together would encourage someone to make a move. And Penelope couldn’t stop talking about him all night “Did you see what Alvez…” “Could you believe he said that? To ME?!” “You know he puts…”. honestly, even her subconscious sucked at keeping secrets. The girls in the bachelorette party had demanded to see his picture after Penelope emphatically denied being interested in him and insisting they were not dating, that she wouldn’t even if she could, but she “couldn’t anyway because they work on the same team”. The consensus after seeing photos of them together, of course, was “girl quit your job and marry him before I do.”

“Ughh. Have you ever been in the car with Alvez driving?! I think I’m gonna be sick thinking about it...” Her face blanched and she made a retching noise.

JJ laughed walking with Penelope over to Luke, “He's not that bad of a driver.”

“Uh-huh.” she mocked in a sick voice, shuffling along. Secretly, she was happy JJ had asked Luke to get them and that he had agreed, but she wasn’t about to say it. She’d been saying enough all night, she knew, but when she got a few drinks in it was like a broken faucet, she couldn’t stop herself. Plus he’d really been getting on her nerves lately, just doing or saying stupid things, always smiling and laughing and offering to carry things and leaning on Spencer’s desk all relaxed with his arms folded pushing out his muscles and... Tonight might turn out bad...

Luke opened the doors, waiting on the two. He was glad JJ had called him even if he was just getting to sleep (a fact he didn’t let on to, not wanting her to feel bad for disturbing him). He liked being able to help out his team, his friends. And he’d get to see Penelope, talk about things besides work, without the shadow of what they were going into or had just come out of hanging over them. Getting to see her just happy and alive.

“Fun night?” he asked, amused at their disheveled appearances. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Penelope looking anything other than picture perfect. Even barefoot and tousled after the football game, not a thing was out of place, but right now she looked like a storm had hit: one of her feather pompom barrettes was falling out, her cardigan was askew, and she had rolled up tights cascading out of her bag. They clearly had partied hard, she looked like the tail end of prom night.

Penelope turned to him as JJ helped her into the vehicle, dazed smile appearing instead of the scowl she was aiming for and replied, “No, Newbie, it was terrible, we just thought we’d keep going until it got better.” and finished by rolling her eyes and giggling.

“It was supposed to be a girls night,” JJ explained, “well, still was, just different. Thanks for getting us.” JJ gripped his arm and gave a squeeze. “Would you mind dropping me off first?.”

"And leave me alone with this sarcastic monster? Um, why was it you didn’t call Will, again?” he joked helping JJ in to the vehicle.

“Someone had to watch the kids, Alvez, geez.”

They were loaded into the comfy surroundings and quickly on their way, JJ first as requested. Luke had asked, and they immediately launched into a narrative of the night. From first arriving at the bar and finding a trivia night happening, Penelope and JJ deciding to make it into a drinking game against each other drinking each time one of them got an answer wrong, to getting sucked in to the bachelorette party.

“…so they pulled us up on the bar and we were all dancing and singing but some of the words you couldn’t say or else you had to drink!” explained Penelope energetically. "Yeah, I drank a lot for that one…” said JJ. “So is that how Penelope lost her tights?” he asked, glancing back in the rearview mirror. “What? Oh, no!” they said, looking to each other. “That was later when Penelope gave the bride-to-be a lap dance.” JJ said, dead pan. Luke's eyes bulged, choking on it. “You what?!” His head whipped to the back seat. “LUKE ROAD!” shouted JJ pointing, as the backseat erupted into laughter. He had been hanging on every word, only just then realizing they’d been lying.

“For a profiler, you suuuuuck” teased JJ, grinning.

“Yeah, you work for the BAU? Someone should talk to your boss.” added Penelope.

“Excuse me for driving and trusting the two of you. Lesson learned. Was any of that true?” He’d gone a little red from embarrassment at his outburst and at having been so gullible.

“Eh, what makes a good lie?” Asked JJ.

"Heather really was the sweetest girl and pretty! And man can she drink!” Penelope said in awe. “All of them were! And all stewardesses! In their 20s!” Penelope exclaimed, her and JJ laughing.

He shook his head smirking. “I’m not believing anything either of you say for the rest of the night. You are cruel.”

“Well, looks like my nights up any way.” JJ said with a sigh as they approached her house. As JJ got out, Penelope moved to the front seat, not wanting to be alone in the back. JJ kissed Penelope’s forehead before calling out “Night, Alvez, thanks again for the ride. Make sure my girl gets home safe.” and walked up the path. They watched her make it into the house before he put the truck in drive and headed on for Penelope’s apartment.

With JJ gone, the night’s story told, and them all alone now, a strange tension started to grow. Penelope's head lulled to the side of the seat facing him, he could see her watching him in his periphery. She brought a hand up and dragged it down his stubbled face, cheek pulling under the friction. “Yur so pretty, Newbie.” He smiled indulgently, dimples peeking through and let the silence that fell between them fill the car. She was drunk, he knew he was attractive, he knew there was something between them, but this was not the time to bring any of it up or discuss it. He shrugged off the hand, she let it fall to the seat beside her contemplating the planes of his face.

“...It hurts.” she whined after a while, with a little frown. Luke jerked to look at her, instinctively releasing the gas and slowing, eyes darting from road to Penelope, looking her up and down, scanning her body. They hadn’t mentioned anything and there were no obvious signs of injury. “What does? Penelope, are you ok? Should I pull over? Are you gonna be sick?” She’d been fine, she looked fine...

That hand again came up and made contact, pushing his face back towards the road she made a noise of exasperation. “To look at you. Some times. It hurts. 'can’t do it. too pretty. ’Specially when you smile.” Her gaze took on a dreamy quality and the concern that overtook him a minute ago dissipated, mouth quirking as he rolled his eyes. This was too much. If he were a lesser man he’d be plotting all the ways he could bring this up at work tomorrow, as it was he’d just fantasize about it later.

She really should shut up, stop talking, stop touching him, but broken faucet and all that…She wondered if he’d kiss her if she asked, if she kissed him, would he kiss back?

For a third time, she was touching him and it was driving him crazy, her fingers gently running over the side of his head, twisting at his short strands. He always initiated contact between the two of them, never her. His hair raised at her touch. She took a deep breath and let it out, “You’d be prettier if you grew out your hair though. Something to grip.” She growled the word and let her fingers tighten and slip from his hair. His mind helpfully jumped to why she’d need to grip his hair, cheeks heating at the images conjured up. He’d always hated the feel of it behind his ears, but he briefly considered that he’d do it if she wanted. He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, sitting up a bit straighter.

She was drunk she was drunk she was drunk.

“Penelope-”

“Ohh, not terribly long, just….enough.” She continued, "A few inches of curls to tangle through.” she cooed. It was sweet, and feminine, and high. A side of her he saw from time to time but never got to experience for himself. Would it be selfish or wrong to let her keep going? To not put a stop to her flirting and flattery? It’s what he’d been trying to earn all this time, wasn’t it?

She’s drunk she’s drunk she’s drunk.

He glanced over again head turning a quarter, and smiled “And who would be tangling their fingers through my hair, Chica? You?” his eyes flickered from the road to Penelope. There was nothing wrong with some innocent flirting, he wouldn't let it go further.

She gave a small smirk, eyes lighting up “Naughty, naughty, Newbie.” she chastised, "Careful…could be trouble for HR…”

Luke laughed, “Uh, huh.” He agreed, and turned his attention back fully to driving, not far from her apartment now. Her eyes slipped closed, and he thought about how unfortunate it was that she was drunk. Opportunity was presenting it’s self left and right, but none of it meant anything with her in this state, not really. He knew there could be kernels of truth connected to the things she was saying and doing, inhibitions lowered and all that, but until it was fully present Penelope telling him these things, taking these actions, they were meaningless. And it’s not as if opportunity presented itself much between them in their daily lives. She was right about the HR thing, of course, and they never hungout just them…Not since Phil anyway. He chewed at his lip considering how he could create space for an opportunity, it really would need to be at work unless he wanted to wait for another game night or drinks after a case and hope for the chance of them being left alone for a few minutes. No. He needed to take action. And what was the problem with that anyway? He could do it, he’d done much worse, faced much scarier things than confronting Garcia.

“Whatcha thinking about?” She’d gone back to watching him, he’d been so caught up in contemplating his next move he hadn’t noticed.

He looked back as he pulled to a stop and put the truck in park. “Nothin. We're here. Unbuckle yourself and I’ll walk you up, gotta make sure our queen makes it in safely.”

“Flatterer. Are you my knight?” she asked, not moving.

“One of many, Penelope. Come on, let’s get you home.” Luke undid his buckle and walked around the front of the truck, helped Penelope out, walked her to the door of her apartment and made sure she made it safely in before heading home. Solstice had been a good step forward between them, but it was time he leapt when talking.

#garvez #criminal minds #penelope garcia #luke alvez #jj #fan fic #snails tales #fluff and flirting #ao3

[somanyfuckedupiftruebooks]

Mag 63

Oh hells yeah. It's been a while since a statement started with the statement-giver just absolutely dragging the Institute. 'I don't want to explain things properly, so you nerds can go google yourselves (if you can find the time between listening to ghost stories told by idiots).' Nice to get back to our roots.

Sucks when families get torn apart by the Entities. :(

I really do try not to be too harsh on the statement-givers. They dont know that the genre of their lives just became horror, we can't blame them for not immediately making all the right decisions. But come on. There's no excuse for staying inside the previously sealed off spooky church basement corridor full of invisible shadows that are stalking you. Apologise to your brother in law and gtfo.

TMA does something differently to most horror. Usually in horror, a character like this who refuses to believe what's in front of them will end up getting got by something spooky as a form of comeuppance, while a character like Luke who believes from the start will be vindicated and end up surviving. But in TMA denial and skepticism aren't necessarily character flaws that need to be corrected, they can be an effective method of protecting yourself from the Entities (because you keep yourself from getting too afraid by outright ignoring all the things that are trying to scare you).

Another common theme of TMA: people being forced (or forcing themselves) into terrifying/deadly situations because of economic pressures.

But like?? This is pushing into deeply irrational territory. Spending hours failing to get photos every ten metres?? They didn't give up until they hit a literal dead end!! Someone needs to talk to these two about the Sunk Cost Fallacy.

See here's what I was talking about before. If things were 'fair' Luke would survive because he was the one who recognised the danger and wanted to leave, but that only made him more afraid so he's the one targeted by the Dark.

Hells yes!! Fuck yes!! Such a cool moment!! Love the wet snap, the almost cinamatic lighting up of the darkness with the camera flash, the acknowledgement that this is the worst moment of her life.

Fun fact, decapitated heads can survive and be aware for several minutes after being seperated from the body.

Who are these people? Servents of the Dark would be the obvious answer (maybe even avatars who were casting the shadows in the tunnel), but if so I can't imagine why they would be using torches, or why they would have helped our statement-giver out of the tunnel instead of just tearing her head off as well.

Entities probably sometimes deliberately leave survivors marked to feed from their fear long-term, so that could explain it, but I still think the torches are antithetical. Another possible explanation is that the parishioners of this church are aware that there are evil shadows in the basement, and they've taken it upon themselves to keep it secret and sealed away. So when they saw that people had gone in there, they got a couple of torches each and went down to save them, but made sure to also destroy the evidence of what happened and cover it up afterward.

#mag 63 #a mag a day #reeah reacts to tma #the dark

[plounce]

REGULAR STAR WARS SEQUEL TRILOGY MISERY ANGER POST: im sure there are elements about tlj that make people who aren’t just there for reylo like it but i just can’t see any of that beyond how absolutely fucking dirty that movie did finn. like at the end of tfa he was so essential and had so much potential and then tlj just squandered all that. finn & rey’s relationship was the emotional core of tfa and finn just got thrown out. it shouldve been finn. sorry im playing lego star wars and lego kylo ren let out some battle chatter to finn like “that lightsaber is rightfully mine” and like. the movies agreed with him i guess. kylo ren was right, finn doesn’t have an important place in the overarching story of the trilogy. he’s secondary after tfa. he’s just a punchline, and then tlj makes its point about war profiteering by deciding that finn (a child soldier, and also a black man) needs to learn the lesson that child slavery is bad. like it’s so galling. one of my best friend’s main sticking points with tlj is that the plots are literally segregated, with all the characters of color getting punched down and having their plots result in nothing but them looking stupid. and i know one of the main themes of the movie is failure, and that’s a perfectly fine theme for a movie to have - it’s The Dark Middle Chapter! - but there’s a difference between rey’s failed belief that she can redeem kylo ren and poe getting slapped because holdo refused to communicate plans to her panicking subordinates. in tlj and tros finn was largely reduced to being the guy who runs after rey and goes “REY!!!!!” which is so, so frustrating, because in tfa their relationship was two-sided. finn was the first person who ever came back for rey. that was so essential to the themes being set up around these characters. tfa is a movie made up of and propelled by nostalgia, but there’s something really lovely about how that movie is about people coming back: the OT characters obviously, rey waiting for her parents to return, finn coming back for rey, poe not being dead, the macguffin of the whole movie being a map to try and bring luke back, han trying to get kylo to come back... it’s all about that. and all of the successful returns revolve around finn. and then tlj is all about rey trying to redeem kylo. everything else got dropped like a rock. and i suppose there’s something interesting there about how nostalgia is an illusion and you cannot make things from the past return to how they used to be (rey’s parents being nobodies who were never gonna come back for her also fits into this theme), but there are ways that finn could have had a stake in that theme as well. the potential of finn, the child soldier raised within the first order, finding out something about his own origins, and grappling with whatever that might be! remember all the “space prince finn” stuff from back then? what about some stupid prequel politicking starring finn! not to mention the insanely obvious plotline of finn leading a stormtrooper rebellion. the moment that really grabs you as Something Special at the start of tfa was finn pulling off his bloody helmet to reveal a horrified human face. tfa is pretty paint-by-numbers beside that plotline. and tlj did nothing with it. tros limply tried to pick it up by.. implying that the only stormtroopers who break their conditioning and/or choose to not participate in violence are those who are force sensitive, which just plain sucks! it sucks! so you can only have empathy if you’re force sensitive? it wasn’t who finn was as a person, but just that he’s force sensitive? fuck off! i’m glad finn was eventually allowed to be force sensitive, as tfa bait-and-switched about, but it was so limp and hollow and weird (like everything about tros, which is so remarkable as a movie that managed to piss off anybody with any emotional stake in the sequel trilogy. just incredible). and he had no arc in that movie anyway, so it’s just a wet fart of a conclusion. finn had a really strong beginning, he had so much potential, and i remember the joy and delight and hope people (including john boyega) had about the sequel trilogy back in 2015, and how that all got flushed down the toilet. the sequel trilogy failed finn so much, and in no small part because finn is a black man.

#chirps #it's just so fuckin sad dude

[marunalu]

I dont know, I feel like if Hori wanted to humanize All for One by having him pull off a Darth Vader death thing he would've hinted at it by now. Star wars hinted at Anakin being a good man since the beginning of the trilogy, who we later learn was corrupted by the dark side, we have had no hints of there being a good man underneath All for Ones villain persona. The only hints of humanity we get is his love for his brother, but even that's twisted and cruel considering what he ends up doing to Yoichi. I feel like there's been no set up, and if it does happen it would kind of be coming out of no where. I know he hasn't been ruthless to Izuku like he has with the other OFA holders, but still. I could be wrong. The manga could go any way though, so it's best to be prepared for anything.

The thing is we DO know that afo wasnt always like that! He and yoichi were once very close to each other and did spend their time together, liked the same things like reading comic books together. Just like afo, yoichi once LOVED his brother (and I would go as far, that a tiny part of him still does). That simple knowledge humanizes afo to a big extent already. He was once a person worth to be loved. He was once a good or lets say better person. He wasnt like that from the beginning, he TURNED into that monster because of certain circumstances at the dawn of quirks, when every day could be the last one for you if you had a power.

Back then when the first star wars trilogy was released, people only knew 2 things of anakin before he turned into vader. That he was once a good man, a jedi and got corupted by the dark side. There was no other information! No other explaination. People had to be fine with the little info we got. Only the prequel thrilogy finally explained what exactly happened.

With afo its similar. The only things we know about him before he turned into a villain is, that he was once not a bad person and was loved by his brother he also dearly loved back (in a unhealthy way, but to him it was still love). That already humanizes him just like the only 2 good things we knew about anakin humanized vader. The only difference is, that we still dont have a full backstory that explains what exactly happened! Then there is the big posebility of him being izukus father.

People back then didnt care for vader, but they cared for luke and because luke cared about his father and wanted him to come back to the light side, the audience wanted the same thing to happen. Not because of vader (people loved him as a villain), but because of luke! So if afo is izukus father and izuku wants his father to become a good man again, I think most of the readers will want the same. Not for afo, but for izuku, because we want izuku to be happy. If afo deserves a redemtion or not is a different story!

All for one shows clear signs that he cares about izukus wellbeing, not only because he treats him softer then all the other ofa users before him. Afo had zero problems with killing en, a boy of izukus age, when en STILL had ofa and hasnt given the quirk away yet. He doesnt trigger danger sense around izuku. He gave him multible warnings about him choosing a thorny path, rants to him about how society sucks to explain himself, he doesnt mock him unlike the other ofa users before him, when he pushed izuku away with AIR CANON, his most powerful attack, in the first war arc, izuku had not a single scratch from that and instead it was afos hand that startet bleeding and shaking. That didnt happen when he used air canon at all might in kamino. He was holding the true destruction power of the quirk back! Because he doesnt want to hurt izuku. He wants him on HIS side! So there are already enough hints and way more then just the few I just mentioned.

#bnha #bnha dad for one #dad for one theory #all for one is hisashi midoriya #izuku midoriya

[sutzrainbow]

Why I look forward to Avatar: The Way of Water

First, disclaimer: I like the original Avatar; I always did, buuuut I’ll be the first to admit the story of the original Avatar sucks. It is a white saviour movie and I have learned to loathe those. It is Pocohontas/Dances With Wolves in space. The story is bad. But to be fair, the story wasn’t really the point. It was the visuals. It was the immersive world. To be honest I could have skipped the whole plot with Jake and Neytiri (I’m one of those people who can actually name most of the characters from Avatar), and I’d have been happy if it was just about a group of scientists studying the planet. Maybe only bringing in the war at the end. Or, alternatively, I think it would have played out much better if Jake had been a full-blooded Na’vi not controlled by a human, but perhaps taken at birth by humans and raised to defend them. Then he wouldn’t be a white saviour; he’d be a Na’vi reconnecting with his roots and using his knowledge of humans as a weapon.

(Or maybe I’ve just been consuming too much Oddworld, which does this whole concept of nature vs. industrialisation on an alien planet a million times better and predates Avatar by over a decade)

But, with all that said... I’m really looking forward to Way of Water. And what’s more, I’m actually looking forward to the plot of Way of Water. And the characters of Way of Water. I mean I don’t expect the plot to be complicated, but the characters already look a hell of a lot more interesting than the ones in Avatar 1. Even Jake and Neytiri.

I am absolutely fascinated by all the Sully kids, I love that they’ve gone with the family angle, and because of the timeskip it looks like it is really dealing with the fallout of the original story of Avatar.

So, let’s start with Jake and Neytiri. They’ve been together for over a decade. They know each other incredibly well now, but there’s still conflict and bitterness due to the history with humans. By the looks of things, they have to leave their home and go and live with these Sea Na’vi, who look seriously cool, what with all their adaptations for the water. I love this because it’s not just White Saviour Jake learning the Na’vi ways and then becoming better than anybody else at them. It’s both Jake and Neytiri out of their element, having to bow to someone else, and having to adapt. Also juggling that with being parents to their kids, some biological, some adopted. I love that. I love that Neytiri is struggling to bond with her human child Spider because he reminds her of the people who killed her father. These guys could be really, really interesting, which is great because despite the fact that Sam Worthington and Zoe Saldana were doing their damndest, the characters were so boring in the original Avatar.

I love their kids and I haven’t even met them yet. I love Lo’ak (maybe a play on the human name ‘Luke’ and if that’s the case that’s hilarious), who will have to deal with learning the ways of the sea Na’vi and being part-human - so he’s doubly different from other Na’vi. I love Kiri being like a reincarnation of Grace and having a human parent and trying to connect with that. I love Spider, a human raised as a Na’vi. I love that Kiri and Spider are clearly going to bond over their human history.

I’m slightly less engaged by big bad Quaritch coming back as a Na’vi, but it is interesting. And I’m sure most of the plot beats will be the typical humans being bad, Na’vi good, blah blah. But you know, the fact that they’re doing stuff with Kiri and Spider makes me feel that maybe things will be a little more grey this time. Maybe it will be established that there is a balance to strike between the tech and the nature, as long as it’s not being fuelled by greed.

I’ve said before, I have kind of grown out of Avatar, but I do think it’s a wonderfully creative, beautiful world and I’m glad we’re going to spend more time there. I also do love that it focuses so much on the nature of its alien planet as well as its people. That was something that kind of bored me with Star Trek - there was very little focus on alien wildlife.

We’ll see how I feel in a couple of weeks when I’ve seen it.

#james cameron's avatar #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water

[fairyhaven13]

I saw this making the rounds among the Self Shippers I follow, so I had to do one! I saw this on @shiny-self-shipping‘s page for reference. I did edit the name, though, because although these OCs all started as self-ships, now they look absolutely nothing like me. But, they were still created with the intention of shipping with a favorite character, and I think they count. I had to add a couple extra rows because I just have so many. I’ll put some info on each ship under the cut.

Kind vs Cruel--that’s my non-Hazbin version of Alastor (I use him in the Owl House instead) with an OC I haven’t fully decided on a name for. I’m still working on figuring out her story. Right now I’m thinking she accidentally brings Alastor from the Boiling Isles to the human world and has to teach him how to live there.

Morosexual and Moron--that’s another unnamed OC with Sun Wukong, specifically the version of him from Lego Monkie Kid. He’s an overconfident idiot with a good heart. What’s not to love?

Drive Each Other Nuts--Barbara Ann Berry, or just “Ann,” who works for King Dice at the casino. She’s always causing trouble, and he’s always getting onto her case for it, but they love each other anyway.

Dork and Debonair--my TF2 class, Snitch, with the red Spy. Gosh, I drew him awful. His face is surprisingly difficult to capture.

Criminal Pals to Lovers--Pepper, an alien from outside Star Command’s influence, rebuilds Nos4a2 and they become partners in crime.

Height Difference--Zoe and Troy are sent back in time to Borderlands 2 and become part of the Vault Hunter gang there, falling in love in the process.

Peppy and Grumpy--Dottie was originally Cad’s target, but she ends up helping him enough that they become partners. She’s a sweetheart and he hates it but he gets fond of her as time goes on.

It’s About Power--Layne is my Courier Six and is very smart and very strong. She won’t let Dean be in control like he wants to be. He very unexpectedly gets flustered by this.

Lit Major and Drama Major--Jill is a New Yorker with a calm outlook and thinks she’s very profound. Scarecrow is a perceptive ham who shows Jill that she isn’t as great as she thought she was.

Sunshine and Tsundere--Rynn Spicito gets the card pack instead of Luke and glitches the game out, getting physically sucked into it. She is enamored by P03 and refuses to leave him alone, and he won’t admit he likes it, even when he ends up saving her from the agent who came to kill her.

Mom Friend and Dad Friend--Barb runs into Sam and Max on a mission gone crazy (as usual) and ends up part of the team. She’s very maternal and is always watching after the two, scolding them when they’re particularly rotten and baking them cookies on the side.

Poised Perfection and Ditz--Sally May got pulled into the Dishonored games through Void shenanigans and the Outsider is baffled by it. She loves teasing him and running around like a headless chicken and it amuses him greatly.

Hurt/Comfort--Marylin, my Anti-Maria Robotnik, is knee-deep in the war with Zobotnik when her team captures Ztarline. He quickly realizes that, A, she is a Robotnik, and B, she is a kindhearted one who won’t betray him, and joins her side. He briefly is terrified when Finitevus turns her into Enerjak but honestly he finds it more enamoring. They’re there for each other when they weep over past memories in the middle of the night.

Nervous Wreck and Monster--Parcel was from the normal dimension on Earth and was pulled into the crazy side Hat Kid landed on. She is terrified of Snatcher, but he ropes her into a contract as his mailwoman and she’s too happy to have job security to complain. She catches Snatcher off guard by bonding with him through it.

Hermbo and Tired Cynic--Sarah is a half-Trill who ends up on DS9. Her inclusion changes the timeline and Weyoun ends up on the station as well, with her teaching him how to Person. She’s endlessly optimistic and it’s what keeps him going.

#self-shipping #f/o #oc #alastor #owl house #lego monkie kid #lmk #sun wukong #cuphead #king dice #ann berry #tf2 #spy #snitch #fan class #buzz lightyear of star command #pepper #nos4a2 #borderlands #troy calypso #zoe #star wars #cad bane #dottie #fallout #new vegas #layne #courier six #dean domino #folkssoul