#ohh it makes me wanna sob

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: pregnancy, kids (you guys have a daughter together), fwb’s, angst with a bit of a hopeful ending, refers to you as ‘girl’ once

Friends with benefits Bakugou who never really got over his ego to fully commit to you. You’re a little ashamed to admit it, but when you fell pregnant, you thought that things would change. That the whole “no feelings” aspect would’ve been dropped, that he would’ve embraced you fully.

But he just…didn’t? If anything, he distanced himself away from you, became so formal like you were another coworker he would address. It was heartbreaking, going through your first pregnancy feeling so, so alone, but having to grin and bear it the whole way through.

He supported you though in every way that he could. He never missed an appointment, would trek to your house during late nights whenever you craved something. He even moved you in to his own apartment during your last trimester, but a couple months after your baby was born, you went back home. You never felt unwelcome, but you couldn’t pretend to be a happy family when he slept in the guest room every night.

So now, you coparent quite easily. At least, it seems easy to Bakugou, but really, it’s all a facade.

In all honesty? He thinks he’s a fuck up. An idiot. The stupidest, shittiest person who’s ever existed.

He thought what he was doing was enough, that the words he didn’t say carried across oceans, formulated into titles that he never verbalized. So when you told him you would be happy to coparent, his world felt upended suddenly, as he holds his tiny little baby girl in his arms.

Coparent? How could a couple coparent? Where did he go wrong? (He only slept in the guest room to give you and baby space, only moved you in late because you lived so far away and you were getting so big. He never said I love you because he was too embarrassed to say it out loud. He didn’t know he had to say it out loud to solidify it. He thought you just knew.)

So it’s why his heart breaks when he catches a glimpse of curly blond hair and red eyes in the grocery store. He tries to duck behind an aisle, but his baby would recognize him anywhere. (It’s true; you’ve sent many videos of her recognizing him on billboards and tv commercials and magazines.)

“Bakugou?” You call, ducking around the corner to catch a glimpse of him. He tries to act nonchalant like he’s looking at cans of soup, tries not to cringe at your formal name. He turns when you come into view, eyes drinking in your attire. His heart breaks a little when he recognizes the shirt you took in your second trimester, still has the pic you sent him of you grinning as you show off what you stole.

“Hey.” Bakugou greets gruffly, mouth pulled tight, but it cracks into a grin when his daughter starts squealing. She’s in the front part of the shopping cart, twisting her little chunky body to get out and get to him. She damn near screams when he sets his basket down to pick her up, rubbing his nose to hers.

“How ya doing, squirt?” He asks quietly, pecking at her chubby cheeks as she instantly starts babbling to him. He holds her close to his chest, eyes full of pure love for his baby girl, and it makes your heart squeeze so tight you think it might burst.

“This isn’t your neck of the woods.” You mutter, head tilting to the side as you take in your daughters excited face to see her father. Bakugou’s eyes snap to your own, letting his daughter play with his fingers in the meanwhile. He looks embarrassed, cheeks a dusty pink as he grumbles and looks away.

“I was just picking up some stuff to drop off for her. Was gonna text you and see if you were home,” he replies, and something tells you that it’s a lie. But you don’t pester him about it, just nod a few times, taking in the sight.

He looks so good like that, in his compression shirt and sweats, his hair mussed from your daughters incessant pulling. He’s grinning at her, but looks so bashful when he turns to you, like he’s thinking about things he knows he shouldn’t, like he has a boatload to say but can’t cough up.

And if you were a mind reader, you’d be so fucking right. He can’t help but reminisce on before you got pregnant, the nights spent with you. The day you told him you were having a girl, the tears you cried when you delivered her. He thinks, filled with so much guilt the entire time, that he wants another one. With you.

“‘S it okay if I walk my favorite girls home?” He asks you gruffly, nibbling on your daughters cheeks to hear her giggle again, uncaring of the drool she leaves on his hand. You feel your eyes widen at his term for you, face suddenly flushing. Favorite? You, his favorite?

Something tells you that you shouldn’t fall down the rabbit hole that is Bakugou Katsuki and his suppressed emotions and shitty ego. But there’s another something that tells you to trust it this time, to let things happen organically and without expectation. So you do.

“I’m sure she would love to show her daddy the new toy her grandma just brought her.” You tell him, giggling when he rolls his eyes at the mention of his mother. But he walks with you the entire time you finish up your grocery order, holding your daughter the whole time and pays for your groceries despite repeatedly telling him that he doesn’t have to.

He pushes her in the stroller stored underneath the shopping cart on the way home, making small conversation. And when you’re halfway home, does he reach for your hand. Only to cross the cross walk though, he tells himself, only for your protection. But he doesn’t let go until you’re in your own place, and even then, he’s close by the entire time. He helps you put away groceries, remembers where everything is like he lives here.

And for some reason, the familiarity makes your heart ache a little more than you would like it to.

#full of sadness tonight srry #but I’m obsessed with this idea actually #I wanna expand on it even more in a fic #I don’t like to write angst for him but this idea is just :( #he’s so shitty at communicating his feelings and you hate assuming things #so many things are just left unsaid for so long that you just force yourself to get over it and move on #and he’s so confused and so angry that you could leave him like that #but he never had you in the first place now did he? #ohh it makes me wanna sob #obviously in the end you get back together and have 98 more kids 🙄 #but the journey along the way is RUFF #okay I’m done writing my wrist hurts lol #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #dad bkg

[simonrillleyyysss]

˚₊‧’☆ LIKE YOU MEAN IT

🎆🎀🔮

18.10.23

innocent!plushobsessed!reader x ghost

warnings; afab reader, riding, cumming inside, innocencekink, slapping, spitting, hair tugging, finger sucking,dumbification, breeding kink if you squint.

notes; i love making these plush obsesssed readers drabbles!!!

minors dni

‘y’alright, lovie?’

his gruff voice called out as he stepped into the room, stepping over mounds of cluttered teddies stuffed together infront of the bed, reaching out to comb a hand through your frizzy hair, humming.

‘mhm—just sorting the teddies.’

you nodded in response, legs crossed as you shifted the hoard of teddies upwards, lining them up carefully as he sunk down onto the bed, smushing them—earning a gasp from you, swatting his arm.

‘si! off!’

with a snicker he stretched out carelessly, lifting one of the teddies and hovering it above his face, squeezing it in the palm of his large hand; turning to look over at you.

‘barely any room here f’me, sugar.. how am i meant to lay with you, mmmh?’

‘just squeeze in! it’s not that hard.’

simon scoffed, rolling onto his side and reaching out to yank you away from your teddy’s, beefy arm hooking around your waist and pulling you in closer to him, snuggling his face into your neck as you giggled, gently kissing and nibbling at your collarbone.

‘simonnn..’

you whined out, your hand moving to rest over his own as your other curled around your teddy, cocking your head back to kiss his jaw tenderly; making an exaggerated ‘mwa’ sound.

‘givin’ me kisses now, mm?’

‘always am.’

‘give your toys kisses too?’

he teased, his hand slowly slinking down to your white shorts, gently tugging them off.

‘they’re not toys! they’re teddies, two very different things, si.’

‘yeah?’

‘yeah!’

‘keep talkin’, see where that gets you,pretty-thing.’

‘i’ll talk if i wanna talk!’

you giggled, looking up at him in amusement.

‘should muzzle you.’

‘that’s it..keep going.’

he huffed out, hands digging into the plush of your hips as you ground back and forth along his length, face hidden in his neck as you let out sheepish mewls, cunny fluttering around him.

‘so good, si..’

‘yeah? feel good?’

‘mhhmm..’

with a swift movement, he had his palms hooked under your thighs, kissing your jaw and sliding his thumb into your mouth which hung open absentmindedly, bouncing you up and down by the fat of your thighs, watching your eyes flutter shut in euphoria, teddy pressed close to your chest.

‘can’t you put that thing down? s’rubbing against me, itchy.’

‘noo—si-please..need more..!’

ghost paused, watching you shake your head as you suckled on his thumb, suddenly snatching the teddy away and tossing it back onto the bed, watching you try to grab out for it—in a matter of seconds, he was rutting into your leaking cunt, watching you squeal out and moan, nails digging into the back of his head as you quickly leant over to grab the stuffie.

‘taking it so good, hmm? dolly can’t even think for herself, embarrassing,really.’

simon growled into your neck, watching your hips bounce as you tried to match his thrusts witn your own, legs straddling his thighs as you let out little squeaks, eyes rolling back into your skull, trembly fingers gingerly running through his buzzed hair.

‘riding me like the silly bitch you are, can’t even think for yourself, saying you need your teddies, but all you need is my cock, dontcha?’

‘mhhm! oh-ohh si! s’too..s’too much!’

‘come on.. like you mean it.’

you babbled mindlessly, sliding his thumb out of your mouth as you sobbed in pleasure, feeling his cock pound into you mercilessly, hands combing through your hair behind yanking it back; making you look at him, kissing your forehead.

‘you can take it, can’t you? you always do, always take me so well.’

he scoffed, slapping your cheek with a harsh thwack.

‘i warned you, just couldn’t stop arguing, could you?’

‘mmgghh…m’sorry! wont..do..won’t do it agaainn..’

he hummed while he listened to your begs, your hand moving to rest on his chest lovingly,choked sobs erupting from your throat, his hand moving down to rub at your needy little clit, spitting onto it before rubbing it in tight circles, listening to your wails as you came—feeling him thrust shallowly into you, before his hips stilled inside you, huffing as he spurted strings of thick cum into your cunny walls, slowly pulling out.

‘dumb little baby, did so good, yeah?’

he cooed, stuffing a finger into your hole while gently kissing your neck, his free hand caressing your cheek.

‘don’t let it spill out, can’t waste it—can we?’

‘nooo..’

‘that’s right.’

#ghost x reader #spotify #ghost smut #dilf ghost #ghost imagine #simon ghost x reader #ghost is babygirl #ghost x you #ghosts smut #simon ghost riley x reader #domestic ghost #simon riley ghost #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut

[carmyboobear]

Speak your mind about sub Carmy 🎤

*taps mic*

HELLO thank you all for gathering here tonight. I’m here to talk about a topic that has gone wildly and widely undiscussed. and that is: SUBMISSIVE CARMY BERZATTO!!!!!! *uproarious applause*

Not all of us want to dominate men. That’s okay. But I hope by the end of this Ted Talk YOU TOO can see the beauty of a submissive man

ok do lock in because I have a lot to say. Also goes without saying but we’re gonna get nasty so 🔞

tags include: handjobs, edging, overstimulation, coming early, praise kink, sub carmy

Carmy carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. His head is racing at a million miles an hour. He’s so hard on himself all the time, pushing himself past his limits, often if not always for his detriment. Imagine how good it would feel for him to be able to turn that all off, to just relax for once.

He crumples under praise, folds immediately with soft affection. He’s eager to please and willing to follow orders. If anything, he WANTS to follow orders, and he wants to do it perfectly. He’d do anything you ask of him, endlessly sacrificial at heart, often for no greater good.

And okay look. Maybe I wanna make Carmy whimper and whine! Is that such a crime! He’s had so little sexual experience, and for someone to take the reins for him here… like I’m just imagining giving him a handjob and you’re edging him, telling him not to come yet, and he’s so turned on and worked up it hurts. (Also basically I saw this video of this dude getting edged and he whined “sorry” when he accidentally finished and it’s haunted me ever since. Sorry for all that)

“You’re doing so good for me, Carmy,” you’d say as you slowly pump his shaft. Your hand, covered in slick, glides fluidly up and down. His cock is rigid and flushed a deep red. You’ve been keeping him at the edge for a while now, stopping when you know he’s about to come.

He’s the prettiest like this, too. His pretty baby blues, half lidded eyes glossy with tears. His pink cheeks, flushed with heat and embarrassment. His bitten lips, parted and whining. His muscles tighten as he winds up, sweaty abs and pecs clenching. He’s a sight for sore eyes like this.

“Don’t come,” you remind him quietly, slowing the touch of your curled hand. He’s a whining mess, dribbling pre cum down his slit.

“I—I wanna come,” he whimpers, almost sobs. “Please, please—“

“I said you can’t come.” Your hand rests at his base, holding it tight. He throws his head back, chest heaving. “Be a good boy, Carmy. I thought you said you were going to be good.”

“S-Stop, I’m gonna—mm—!” Carmy’s body tightens, and he cries as he comes all over your hand. He’s so worked up he can’t stop himself, not when you keep talking to him like this. “Fffuck—Ohh—“

“Carmy,” you say disapprovingly.

“I’m s-sorry,” he whines pathetically, cum shooting excessively from his tip. You sigh in disapproval and start quickly tugging on his twitching cock again.

You drag him through the rest of his orgasm, keeping your fingers tight on his wet cock. He apologizes over and over as he’s coming, thrusting helplessly into your hand. You keep touching even when his cock goes soft and sensitive, and he lets out little pinched, wounded noises.

So…yeah. Submissive Carmy.

#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x you #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto smut #carmy smut #my asks #my blurbs #this has been sitting in my inbox for the past week and I’ve just been staring at it and looking at what I had written and like #IM BEING BRAVE IM JUST GONNA POST IT #anyway thank u olive for this ask and letting me speak my truth as always #my smut #sub carmy

[ariisheresstuff]

You’re Special To Me

Pairings: Pre-Outbreak!Joel Miller x Fem!reader

Summary: You and Joel have been together since Sarah was just a baby. After her mom passed, you have been a mother figure to Sarah. But one day, you and Joel pick up Sarah from school to find her crying. (Sarah is about 7 or 6 in this time)

Genre: Fluff + Comfort

Warnings: Sarah crying, mentions of slight bullying. Minor cursing

MasterList

A/N: My requests are open, have a good day! <3

You were swaying your hips to the music that played on the small radio that was placed on the kitchen counter by your side. You were currently washing dishes minding your own business while having your own dance party. Slightly humming to the music, when your felt a hand lightly squeeze your bum. You jumped with a squeal making Joel chuckle, “Did I scare you baby?” You rolled your eyes before smacking him in the chest with a wet palm. “That wasn’t very nice of you Joel.” You teased him as he wrapped his arms around your waist while moving your hair out of the way to reveal your neck. He started to kiss down your neck and suck slightly making you stop your actions and moan lightly. “J-Joel, stop, we can’t. We have to pick up Sarah in five minutes.” Joel groaned before he stop kissing your neck. He slapped your ass for good measure before placing a kiss on your temple. “Fine, but later tonight. You’re gonna get it.” He gave your a smirk “Ohh, I’m so scared.” You teased making him chuckle again before walking away to put on his shoes. You quickly finished washing the last of the dishes, before drying your hands and getting ready to pick up Sarah.

You and Joel walked hand in hand in front of the school entrance where Sarah would eventually exit out of. You heard kids giggling on the other side of the door, making you smile as you thought of Sarah. The door open and a bunch of kids came running out with smiles on their faces running to their parents. Joel searched for his brown curly haired girl. He spotted her walking out. He smiled before he paused. Sarah was crying. He panicked as you and him ran up to the crying girl. “Baby, what happened?” Joel cupped her small face as tears ran down her cheeks. She hiccuped while trying to speak but only sobs came out. Your felt your heart breaking. Sarah wasn’t the type of kid to cry. So seeing her cry made you worried. “What happened bubs?” You kneeled down to her height as you wiped her tears away. “N-no body wanted t-to play with me a-at recess.” “Oh baby girl, I’m sorry.” Sarah reached her hands up to her dad as a sign of wanting to be picked up. Joel immediately did. Sarah wrapped her small arms around his neck as Joel rubbed her back in comforting circles. Sarah hiccuped into his neck. You joined in on rubbing her back. “How come nobody wanted to play with you baby?” You asked as she looked at you with a fresh new set of tears crawling their way into her eyes “T-they said I’m not special- and t-that I d-don’t deserve f-friends.” You felt your heart shatter after hearing that “Oh, baby.” Joel immediately hugged Sarah in a loving hold as she sobbed Into her father’s shoulder. You looked up at Joel with a frown as returned one back to you. You ran your fingers through her curly hair in a comforting manner. “It’s okay baby girl, I’m so sorry this happened to you. Did you tell your teacher?” Sarah shook her head making Joel frown “Baby, you have to tell someone. Especially your teacher.” Joel wiped her tears away “Next time, you have to tell an adult. Okay? It will make you feel better.” She nodded as she rested her head on his shoulder. “I-I wanna go home daddy.” Joel kissed her temple as he reached for your hand to walk to his truck “We’re going home right now baby, okay?” You held onto Joel’s hand as you watched him comfort his little girl. You honestly felt like crying yourself seeing her so distraught. I mean, who would be so cruel to this sweet innocent girl?

The drive home was silent. The only thing that was occurring was the sound of Sarah’s soft sniffles and minor hiccups. Joel squeezed your hand in a comforting manner. Once you got home. Sarah ran to her room “Sarah- she quietly closed the door making you sigh. Joel placed a hand on your shoulder and squeezed “I can’t believe that happened to her.” You sat down on the couch as your leg shook “These rotten fucking kids.” You muttered as Joel sat next to you. He held your head and placed kisses on your scalp to calm you down. “I can’t bear to see her like that. It’s so rare for her to get upset. She’s such a bright little girl.” You voice cracked as you spoke about Sarah, you looked up at Joel with tears forming. “Baby. Don’t get upset please.” Joel quickly brought you into his arms as he rubbed your back letting you softly cry into his shirt. “I-I’m sorry, I just- she doesn’t deserve all that bullshit she got told.” “I know darling, kids just don’t have respect these days.” You sniffled as he cupped your cheeks to wipe your tears away and placing a kiss on your forehead making you smile. “I’m gonna talk to her.” You told him as you stood up with him still holding your hands. He raised one of your hands and placed a kiss on your knuckles. “Makes me love you more seeing you all caring for her.” You felt your heart melt “I have to, she’s my world.” You smiled at him before walking off to comfort an upset Sarah.

You stood in front of Sarah’s door with a knuckle touching the door. You listened to her cry softly before knocking lightly. “Sarah? It’s me baby. Can I come in?” You heard a small, weak “Yes.” You sighed in relief as you opened the door and walked into her room. You see her curled up on her bed with a blanket over her head. You sat on the edge of the bed as you rubbed a hand over her blanket covered head. “You okay bubs?” She shrugged at you making you frown. You immediately placed your legs on her bed sitting criss cross. Sarah turned her head lightly to watch you. You gave her a smile as you reached your hands out for her. “C’mere hun.” She quickly took off her blanket and crawled into your lap. She wrapped her small arms around your neck and her legs wrapped around your torso as you held her. You rubbed her back and placed kisses on her head. “It’s okay my love. I’m so sorry this happened to you. You deserve so much respect. You know why?” You cupped her cheeks making her look at you. She shook her head at your question “Because you are the most brightest, funniest, the most caring, beautiful soul to exist.” Her cheeks flushed a bit as a smile creeped up on her lips. “Am I really?” “Of course you are munchkin. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You are special to me.” You saw her brown eyes glow at that as her lip quivered “You’re practically like a daughter to me Sarah. I will never let anyone hurt you, you understand?” A fresh set of tears fell down her face as she nodded, you felt your own eyes get watery as you sniffled. You hugged her tightly making her return it. She cried softly into your shoulder as you sniffled while caressing her head. You cupped her cheeks and placed a long loving kiss on her forehead. “I love you so much Sarah.” “I love you too mommy.” You the felt air in your lungs catch in your throat, you looked at her with your mouth gaped a bit. You felt a lump in your throat as you swallowed it. You chuckled as tears formed in your eyes again as you quickly hugged her again while you both smiled and giggled lightly. “Remember what I told you, okay baby?” She nodded with a smile “Is that a smile I see?” You teased her before you tickled her sides making her squeal and giggle. “You guys are having fun without me?” You and Sarah turned to face the doorway to see Joel with his hands on his hips looking offended. You and Sarah giggled as he joined you two on the fun.

You placed a kiss on Sarah’s head as you ran your fingers through her hair lightly. You admired her sleeping form all peaceful and relaxed. You stood up and turned off the light before closing the door and walking back downstairs. You walk into the kitchen to see Joel washing the dishes from dinner earlier. You walk up to him and wrap your arms around his large torso, you snuggle into his back humming. “She asleep?” You felt his body vibrate due to his deep southern voice “Out like a light.” You joked making him chuckle lightly. He finished the last dish before placing it in the rack and drying off his hands with a rag on the side. He quickly turned to face you making you smirk. “Hi.” You laughed lightly “Hi handsome.” He wrapped his arms around you pulling you closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his neck before pulling him down for a kiss. He happily accepted as he sighed happily into your mouth. You  scratched the back of his neck with loose strands of hair making him shiver. He ran his hands up and down your sides making you moan lightly. You both pulled away for air as he rested his forehead on yours. He started to sway you both lightly, both of your eyes closed enjoying this moment. “She called me mom.” You announced to him, he stopped swaying you both as he opened his eyes to look at you. “Really?” He said with a smile, making you smile harder “Yeah. I’m guessing she trusts me.” “She’s always trusted you baby.” He cupped your cheek as he placed kissed on your forehead, “I know, I’m just happy that she sees me as a mom.” You felt your eyes water again just thinking about her calling you mom. “She needs you, you know that?” “Oh, I know.” You both chuckled as he held you and continued to sway in the kitchen “Now, about that unfinished business we had earlier.” He purred in your ear before lifting you up in the air. You squealed as he threw you over his shoulder making you squirm “Joel!” “Gotta finish what we started darling.” He chuckled as he entered the bedroom before closing the door. “Better make it worth it Miller.” You teased as he placed you on the bed, he hovered over you with a smile before leaning down over your face and whispering “Oh, I will baby.”

Tag-List: @otomefan @amis-love-bugs @slasherstories123 @avengersfan25

#the last of us #the last of us hbo #tlou hbo #tlou #Joel Miller x reader #Joel Miller #Pedro Pascal #Bella Ramsey #joel miller fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #Joel Miller fluff #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller masterlist #joel miller x female reader #joel miller the last of us #joel miller tlou #Joel Miller smut #joel miller imagine

[angelprinz]

daddy diluc anon again so glad you liked my horny thoughts 😍😍

if diluc ever passed by his little girls room and heard her say any other man's name, he's coming in

he doesn't care how flustered she is, he needs to teach her a lesson

but ohh he's just too nice to actually hurt her, he can't go further than a few spanks to her ass and even her puffy clit

she'll beg for forgiveness and he can't deny her a release any longer, she's just too cute

he sits her on his lap and teases her, but makes sure to sit her nice and comfortably on his already rock hard cock

he fucks her so damn good she won't even remember her own name, let alone the name of whoever she was fantasising about before

she's daddy's girl through and through, and diluc would make sure to keep it that way 🫶🫶

also very important question (I think) in your opinion is diluc an ass, tits, or thighs kinda guy?? 🧐

daddy diluc totally spanks!!!! he’s so kind, making you count over his knees till your mind is too fuzzy to remember the guy’s name, only sobs of i’m sorry daddy <3 i’ll be a good girl <3

personally im a face person … diluc is actually an pussy n tummy man…

he’s a breeder… he wants to feel his bulge in your stomach and squish that soft area with his lithe fingers… he wants to see your stomach expand with cum & his kids… he’s disgusting … he said INFLATION!!! he cums either INSIDE or right outside your cunt <3

he loves eating you out & playing with your pussy lips !!! (self projects on diluc super hard) i’m a face person as in i wanna cum on your pretty face & decorate it with my mark <3 idk if it’s clear in my posts but i love blowjobs. oh and face riding but i haven’t really wrote that much.

i got off topic anonnie i hope you send me more daddy luc!!!!! mwa mwa mwa love you!

#laven_talks #anon <3 #diluc <3 #tw. dark content #genshin smut #gi smut #genshin impact smut #diluc smut

[babyjakes]

weaponized incompetence. [blurb.]

〈 disclaimer: this blog posts content not suitable for individuals under the age of 18. minors are strictly prohibited from viewing, sharing, or interacting with this blog. for more information on this blog's commitment to protecting minors, read our full statement here. 〉

event | jan '23 blurb night

summary | when faced with orgasm troubles, who could be better to trust than an expert in the field? surely he has nothing but sound intentions...

pairing | doctor!andy barber x reader

warnings | andy presents as soft and kind enough but what he is doing is so evil and cruel, all the gaslighting in the world, alllll the yummy medfet elements (or at least most of them): exam table, gloves, restraints, etc., clit cream hehe <3, reader isn't unwilling but she is extremely distressed, crying, humiliation, clinical babble, encouragement, REAL PUFF PUFF BEHAVIOR, edging, no happy ending >:^(

word count | 628

requested by anon | Reader visits Dr. Mean (Ari/Steve/Bucky) because she can’t orgasm. Dr.(whoever you chose) decides to help her as only his fingers, mouth, cock, med equipment can, but realizes if he makes her cum- she won’t need to come back. So he stops right at the edge. Every time. Several times in one session. He tells her how worried he is she can’t cum, and if she tries on her own or with a non medical professional, she may get worse/sick/hurt.

an | ohh bestie this is so sexy of you, i love all of this hehe <3 i hope it's alright that i went with andy, i just thought he could fit this idea really well (and we have plenty of stevie and ari coming later lol!) thanks so much for sharing, you slutty mastermind :^)

"C'mon, sweetheart. You're doing so good for me."

With the tops of your calves straining against the strong nylon restraints holding you in place, you did your best to keep your sobs at bay as your chest rose and fell heavily with each agonizing breath. You weren't sure how long you had been there, strapped to that dreaded exam table with your legs spread wide and high, the calm, steady presence of Dr. Barber placed directly at the entrance to your most private places as he tried to assist you in your seemingly hopeless conquest of achieving an orgasm. You had gotten close, painfully close, so many times at the doctor's skillful hands. But for some reason, you just couldn't manage to cross the finish line.

As the dark-haired man pulled away momentarily to change his gloves, the old pair dripping from your heightened state of arousal, you blinked back further tears. What if it's hopeless, you wondered. The sound of Dr. Barber snapping on a new pair of gloves made you wince; gazing up at you sympathetically, he spoke with a softened tone. "Here, I have one more thing I wanna try. It's a sensitizing cream," he explained as he grabbed the packet from the tray beside him, "nothing scary or painful. But it should help increase your sensitivity to my touch."

He squeezed out a fair amount of the clear gel onto his gloved pointer finger, warming the product between its pad and his thumb before trailing his gaze back up to your abused sex. Focusing in on your little bundle of nerves, he gathered it between his finger and thumb like a little bead of clay, rolling it tenderly to cover the entire nub in the punishing paste. Its effects could be felt almost instantly; with more tears welling in your eyes, a loud whimper sounded in your throat. "Shhh, you're alright," the doctor crooned, his other hand coming up to tease a few fingers at the entrance to your soaked heat. "Here we go, honey. One more time for me," he mumbled as he began fucking two of his large digits back into you, continuing to roll your puffy clit between fingers as it only swelled further in size.

"Your clitoris is responding well to the cream, I can feel it throbbing against me," he noted as your heart began to race at the building sensations. "Your Grafenberg spot seems to be in perfect working order too," he added as he thrust his fingers up against the soft, squishy ceiling of your inner walls. "Can you feel it building up inside of you, y/n? Are you starting to get the urge to let go, to release?"

"Yes, yes-" you panted, squeezing your eyes shut as you strained once more against the heavy restraints the doctor had put in place. "Please doctor, I-I can feel it coming, I-..."

"That's it, sweetheart. Almost there. Just gotta..." But just as you felt yourself reaching the precipice of your pent-up frustrations, Dr. Barber's voice cut in like a hot knife as things began to sputter out, the feelings dying down to your absolute horror. "Oh dear, again...?" he sighed as he spread back the hood of your clit with his thumb and forefinger, watching the poor little nub twitch and spasm in hopeless need. At your realization of yet another failure, you couldn't help it; heaving, you began to sob loudly in despair. "Shhh, shhh," the doctor tried to console you, snapping off his gloves before wheeling his stool up to sit at your side, reaching out a consoling hand to stroke your arm. "It's alright, sweetheart. We'll keep trying. I won't give up on you, y/n. You just have to keep working with me, okay?"

#eun's writing #weaponized incompetence #eun's blurb nights #jan ‘23 blurb night #andy barber #andy barber smut #andy barber fanfiction #andy barber one shot #andy barber imagine #andy barber headcanon #andy barber blurb #andy barber drabble #dark!andy barber #andy barber x reader #andy barber x y/n #chris evans #chris evans smut #defending jacob

[mxqdii]

cardigan - m.s

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: cardigan by taylor swift lyrics as matt and readers relationship (idk how to explain just read it)

warning(s): angst, fluff, some sad stuff.

not proofread

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someones bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

i sit in my room muffling my sobs as i hear footsteps coming towards the door.

i hear three light knocks along with matts soft voice

"y/n? are you okay?" he asks and i quickly wipe my tears and clear my throat.

"yeah, yeah i'm fine." i croak out and the door slightly opens, the sight of matt filling my eyes with more tears

he sits down on the bed next to me wiping my tears as they fall

"what happened? talk to me." he says tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"i'm no ones favorite person, i know that sounds stupid i just-" you ramble on before getting interrupted.

"you're my favorite person"

a friend to all, is a friend to none, chase two girls, loose the one.

im sitting at home when i get a text from nick saying to come to a movie with him.

i groan, feeling all comfortable in my spot on the couch when i feel my phone vibrate again.

"come on, ill pay if you drive" the text says.

i agree and get ready, pulling up to the triplets house and opening the unlocked door.

nick comes downstairs and i pause

"oh! i almost forgot, i have to get my sweater back from matt, i left it here last time" i say, walking upstairs to matts room.

i forget to knock and just open the door, seeing what was about to be a kiss between matt and some other girl.

matt jumps at the sight of me and tears fill my eyes

"what the fuck matt??" i yell

"its not what it looks like!" he says and i laugh as the tears roll down my cheek

"ohh okay, enlighten me then." i snap back and he looks down to the floor

"i just- i wanted to be sure.." he mumbles

"what?" i say, fidgeting with my rings.

"i'm just- i'm being a friend okay y/n!? i comfort you when you're upset don't i?" he explains

"okay then, tell me you feel absolutely nothing for her then, tell me i'm the only girl you like" i protest, waiting for his response

he stays silent, looking down, which is all of an answer that i need from him.

"you've just lost me matt, goodbye."

but i knew you, playing hide and seek and giving me your weekends.

i sit at the table amongst my friends, them all engaging in the conversation.

meanwhile, i'm looking at old pictures and videos of me and matt, remembering what we had.

the adrenaline, the laughter, the love.

tears brim my eyes but i push them back, not wanting to burst out crying in the middle of lunch.

i come across a video of me and matt trying not to laugh while hiding from chris and nick.

i smile as a tear falls, remembering our movie nights every weekend, our date to the aquarium, everything.

i don't wanna miss him, but how could i not?

you drew stars around my scars, but now im bleeding.

when things got rough, matt was always there. he was the one telling me it was alright, the one who got me through it all, even if it was silly little things.

"no way! i am not going" i protest and matt laughs

"y/n, you have to." he says, grabbing my hand

ive hated going to the doctor since i was little,

(which matt is very aware of.)

sadly he still wants me to go even though im begging him not to make me

(we both know he'll make me go)

"listen, i know you dont like going, but i'll be there the whole time okay? plus it's this appointment and then one more next month, and thats it."

i sigh in defeat, knowing i can't be upset when he makes it all better.

"fine but you're coming to the next one too." i say and he laughs

"its already in my calender" he says with a smile

i stare at the reminder on my phone about tomorrow's doctors appointment, remembering how matt promised he'd go to it with me.

but that was last month, and things were different then.

i feel tears fall down my face, remembering how much better things were with matt.

i go on messages and click on matts contact, debating on calling him.

i groan, putting my phone back in my pocket, driving to the appointment.

but i knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss, i knew you'd haunt all of my what if's

its been 2 months since everything, and me and matt have been texting a little bit since, thing's aren't the same, they never will be.

it'll never be like how it used to.

"matt! stop!" i say laughing

"get off!" i yell with laughter

if someone were to walk in right now, they'd see two lovestruck teenagers in matts bed.

he's currently tickling me to death and attacking me with kisses.

and even though i'm telling him to stop, in this moment, i feel like i've never been happier.

he stops his actions and his face hovers above mine, his eyes flickering to my lips

i smile, and he kisses me softy.

a kiss filled with love and passion, a kiss i'll never forget.

i knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired

me and nick have been on call for a while and somehow the topic stumbled on to matt and the girl i walked in on him with

"yeah i think matt's tired of her or something, me and chris don't really like her either" he says and my eyes widen

"what do you mean he's tired of her?" i ask

"well, he used to be more excited around her but now the most i see him smiling is when he's texting you"

nick says and my heart flutters

i can't go back to matt, not after what he did.

but i do really miss him, and i know he misses me too.

"you should start talking to him more, i know he really hurt you after what he did but i think he's truly changed, he seems just- i dont know- different." nick rambles on

"i dont know nick... after what he did, if he's really changed, he's gonna have to prove it to me." i say.

i knew you'd come back to me.

"happy birthday to y/n, happy birthday to you!" the party sings and i blow out my candles

i am happy, but i can't help but feel like somethings missing.

all my friends and family are here, everyone i know and love, everyone except matt.

i feel sadness fill my thoughts for a moment but brush it off, i can't be sad right now, not here, not today.

i watch as everyone encourages me to open gifts, agreeing while sitting down around the pile of presants.

i open them, listening to the chatter around me and the rain pouring from outside, opening all but 1.

"who's this one from?" i ask, laughing at the handwriting, but nobody answers.

i look around at everyone as they stay silent, making me look down at the writing again, instantly remembering that only matt writes his T's like that.

i smile, unwrapping the gift.

my eyes widen at the sight, its a necklace i said i wanted last year.

he remembered.

a smile, observing it, when suddenly there’s a knock at the door.

i look around, confused because everyone was already here, but still getting up to open the door.

i widen my eyes at the sight of matt, soaking wet, drenched by the rain.

"listen, i'm sorry, truly y/n. i was so fucked up for leading you on like that and then just throwing it all away, it's you y/n it's always been you. you're the one for me, and i know i messed up but i can't sit at home re-reading our texts and watching our old videos, i want you back- please i- i need you back." he says, voice hoarse from crying, tears streaming down his face.

"i-" i try to find the words to respond, but can't

i step out onto the porch where he was standing, letting the rain drench me as well.

pulling matt in, kissing him.

a kiss that will forevermore top any other kiss.

a kiss filled with need and desire, a desire to just be close to eachother again.

we pull away after what feels like forever, and he places his forhead against mine.

"you're always gonna be my favorite"

#matt sturniolo headcannons #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo #nicholas sturniolo #fluff #angst with a happy ending #angst #sad #cardigan #folklore #folklore album #taylor swift #taylor swift folklore #taylors version #madispeaks!

[tomodachikun]

oh boy. you asked for asks and I shall respond.

I don’t know what it is about poor Kazuha that makes me want to bully him. Poor baby didn’t even do anything, but I wanna see him clawing at the sheets begging and crying. He doesn’t even know what he’s asking for anymore, whether he should be pulling you closer or trying to get away from the overstimulation <3.

this man makes me go feral fr- wanna mark him up and leave cute little hickies all over his chest and thighs..

“One more, please?” ➔ Kaedahara Kazuha 〤Reader

Synopsis: you can’t get enough of Kazuha, who could! He doesn’t seem to mind, even if it end up with him exhausted. As long as you’re satisfied, he’s happy (and so is his cock)

⟳𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙨➤ 18+ content. sub!kazuha, dom!reader. gender neutral, no genitals stated. milking. edging. overstimulation. drool. handjob. nipple play. marking. hitting. porn with no plot.

Tomodachi add-on!: “I love Kaedahara s’much! I’m a firm believer that he’s such a push over when it comes to his spouse, letting them do whatever they want to him as long as they’re happy, thanks for the request!”

You don’t know what it was that made you snap; was it his charming etiquette? His soft, breathy voice? Perhaps it was just him that made you lose it, his form that was just so petite. His hips that fit anything deliciously (you don’t understand why he hides it with baggy shorts.), or his milky thighs that you get to peek at when he wakes up in the morning when it’s void of it’s normal red stockings—which you also adored.

So, that’s why you’re not surprised at the situation you’re in now. Kazuha was face down, ass up, drooling from his opened mouth—moaning and sobbing like a slut. You’re edging him, working him up to his release only to stop. He didn’t do anything, he never did! You just loved hearing him cry, cock spurting pre-cum from his rosy tip. His nails claw into your sheets, wailing as his orgasm was ripped away from him

“no-no! No—was s’close!—” he sobs again, wiggling his ass so you can continue milking his pretty cock. He’s truly debauched, his silky thighs trembling, too fucked to keep them still. They’re all marked: bite marks, hickeys. It looks pretty on him, you take note to put more on him later.

“please, m’love—wanna cum f’you! archons—nghh!” he whines, and you can’t help but give him what he wants. He asked so nicely. So, that’s why you don’t plan on stopping when you work his cock. His back arches and he spreads his legs more, giving you more access. Each stroke of his wet cock makes filthy sounds.

Shlick, shlick, shlick! he’s squirming, unable to stay still when you give attention to his cockhead, swiping your thumb over it with each harsh tug of his shaft. You let his fidgeting slide, After all, you’re far from done with him but he’s already so out of it.

“Kazuha, stop moving. You’re going to ruin your orgasm, baby.” You coo, pressing a hand against the arch of his back.

“m’ s’close! gon-gonna cum—fuck! mmm!~” you’re slightly surprised at the curse that slips past him, he’s always so composed, guess Kazuha isn’t immune to everything, especially with the way he’s drooling on your sheet.

“s’okay, let it all out. I’m right here” you reassure, stroking him faster, pushing him over the edge until—

“cumming—oh! m’cummin, ohh~” with two last harsh tugs, he’s shooting ropes of warm sticky cum from his tip. fuck, he’s coating your hand and making a mess everywhere. His balls go taut with each spurt, his body tensing as his eyes roll. He’s always been so loud when he reaches his peak, sobbing ‘thank you, m’love!” while grinding his cock against your hand, prolonging his orgasm as long as possible. After he’s done, you flip him over, laying him on his back as he roughly inhaled and exhales, taking large gulps of air.

His chest is still unmarked, you need to change that. His nipples are perked and hard, shining from sweat. Their rosy rubbed raw from being pressed against the sheets for too long.

“My love? Are you okay?” He sounds out of it, looking up at you with hazy, dazed eyes. His smile is ditzy, and his gaze is full of love. You ignore him, now that his chest is on display you can’t think correctly. Both your hands slide up his body, caressing his toned tummy. His breath hitches, stomach tensing as you slither upwards to his chest. You tug his sensitive nipple, pulling a whine out of him.

“m’love—I c-can’t-”

“One more? f’me?” you lean in, taking a bud in your mouth. You nibble and hum in satisfaction, Kazuha is trembling like a leaf in your hold, panting and gasping when you litter his chest in hickeys, as well as harshly pulling his nipples. His spent cock is half hard, pathetically dribbling spurs of pre cum already.

“mmmhh! feels li-like’m gonna cum again, love—“ he sucks in a breath at a harsh suck on his pectoral. Upon hearing his confession, you back off—he takes your distance as you edging him again—he weeps, sobbing an apology

“I can’t! P-please—please!”

“Shh I know, I know” you shush him, quickly wrapping your hand around his cock, letting him know you weren’t going anywhere. You know he’s close when his stomach starts tensing, he doesn’t warn you when he’s coming—too busy trembling and moaning. His cock twitches and more cum shoots, this time landing on his tummy rather than your sheets. It’s still messy—kazuha’s loads are always thick and plentiful, but less than last time. You continue stroking him through his orgasm, his back arches and hands tweaking his nipples. He swears he can’t continue, but still chasing after the pleasure you give him, what a needy thing.

You’re still pumping him even after he comes down from his high, he’s trying to squirm away, but he can’t stop his hips from jolting back up into your fist when you with his cockhead. The feeling of overstimulation sends spark of pain and pleasure though him.

“Ggnn! fuck~ oh—!! Nggh—!” He’s fighting it, knees closing in on your wrist. You grin, using your free hand to easily spread him, he’s got no energy to fight back. He truly looks brainless, his eyes misty and hazy, tears catching at his lashes. He’s pretty, and he’s all yours.

“One more, I promise—give me one more, baby.” he can’t respond without letting his sounds of pleasure interrupt him. He just nods desperately, his bruised and aching thighs trembling violently as the knot in his lower tummy builds. He knows this one is going to be the most intense, and he doesn’t know if he has anymore cum to give you.

You lean down, he’s trying to keep his eyes on you but it’s hard when they want to flutter close. Suddenly, the feeling of your warm wet mouth surrounds his head, pushing him over the edge. His eyes roll at the back of his head, his ears ring and his vision turns white.

“There we go—just like that, Kazuha.” You slow your pace, seeing that he couldn’t even respond to you, drooling with no thoughts. He’s babbling nonsense, spouting incoherent sentences like, “s’good!” “Thank you—“

You fully stop when he regains a little bit of sense. He looks peaceful, eyes closed and relaxed. His body was no longer tense but instead boneless—thighs still trembling while covered in spit and cum. Oh, but you’re not done with him, you grasp his soft cock and he hisses, eyes shooting open in shock. He’s about to protest, say he can’t take anymore but you beat him to the punch.

“One more, I promise, please?” You coax him, rubbing his thighs with a hard-to-resist smile. He’s too fucked out of his mind to say no, or speak properly for that matter. He just mindlessly nods, giving you what you want. At least he got a good milking in the end.

“A-anything f’you, my l-love-oh!” You start touching him again, man, tonight’s going to be a long night…

#—passengers ask！(=´∀｀) #kazuha smut #kazuha x reader #dom reader #bottom kazuha #genshin x reader #genshin smut #Kazuha would definitely let you do whatever you wanted to him if it made you happy!

[average-vibe]

Black Out

paring: Wilbur Soot x fem!reader

tw: panic attacks, swearing

pronouns: she her will be used for this one, but lmk if you want different pronouns for future fics! :)

summary: the power goes off in your apartment, and wilbur helps you overcome your extreme fear.

a/n: hi! i have panic attacks often so i decided to write it out! hope u love it! (i realized halfway through i had been misspelling lightning the entire time)

masterlist

The wind blew on your apartment building so hard you could hear it, and the rain was pounding on your windows so bad you couldn’t see 5 feet outside.

but you and your boyfriend, wilbur, laid comfortably on the sofa, your head on his chest, watching Hamilton (obviously). as wil hummed the songs, you were almost put to sleep, feeling safe and warm.

“You alright, love?” wil asked you, looking down at you. “yeah i’m alright. the wind is so damn loud though.” you replied, shrugging. “i know, but it’ll pass.” wil said, giving you a kiss on the head. the two of you quietly enjoyed the next 15 minutes of the show, wil humming and you resting.

all of a sudden, the noise of lightning booms from close by. you sit up with a jolt, shaking. you try your hardest to not start crying, as you hadn’t told your boyfriend about your extreme fear of lightning storms.

“you alright love?” he asked, eyes full of worry. you quickly nodded and laid back on his chest, trying to stop shaking.

“are you sure? your shaking. do you need water?” wil questioned. he gently lifted you off of his chest and held you shoulders.

“yeah i’m alright.” you promised. another jolt of lightning sent shivers down your spine, but you dismissed it, saying that you didn’t jump at all.

(wilbur’s pov)

wil tried not to worry about your shaking at first, but couldn’t help to notice the way you shook a little more at every bolt of lightning. he he watched you closely, trying to understand what might be the issue.

the lights flickered at the most recent lightning crash, making you sit up.

“what is it?” wil asked, eyebrows furrowed with worry.

“nothing. i’m gonna go get water.” you said, giving an unconvincing smile as you walked off, presumably to the kitchen. wil’s head spun with worry as he waited, wishing you would tell him why you were all of a sudden so paranoid. the lights flickered again, and then 2 more times, before the lights ultimately went out. but wil remained there, waiting for you to come back.

(readers pov)

as soon as the lights went out, you began to panic. your head was spinning, and you couldn’t help but to think the worst was going to happen. you eyesight began to get confusing, and you had to sit down to calm your self you couldn’t see much, except for the light reflection of yourself.

(wilbur’s pov (sorry for switching so much 😩))

wilbur began to worry around the 10 minute mark. who could possibly be getting water for that long? he turned off the tv, stood up, and strolled over to the kitchen, to find no sign of you anywhere.

he walked into the bedroom, guessing you found a water bottle of some sort, to no avail.

his last option was the shared bathroom. he quietly opened to door, to find you on the floor, clutching your knees to your chest, trying (and failing) to get deep, slow breaths.

“love?” wil asked, voice soft and calming. “what happened?” he added, bending down to wipe your cheek of your tears.

“it’s just- j-just the st-storm.” you said, in between quiet sobs.

“mhm. is it the wind?”

“no.”

“what about the rain?”

“no. it’s the.. t-the lightning. and the l-lights..” you finally said, covering your face.

“ohh. the lights, huh.” wilbur said. “is that why you were shaking?”

“yeah. i didnt w-wanna t-tell you course i thought i would r-ruin the show.” you sputtered, eyes watering. “and i n-never told you i g-get panic at-attacks cause i didn’t want to scare you.”

“baby, don’t worry about worrying me or scaring me, and don't ver think anything you do will ruin anything. you fixed everything for me, so how would you ruin a thing?” he said, picking you up bridal style off the floor and leading you to the window. “and look outside. the storms over, love”.

your wet eyes lit up the tiniest bit, a small smile creeping up your cheeks. just that alone could light up the whole apartment for wilbur, as he took your shaking body into the bedroom, laid you on the bed, and laid down next to you.

“now, do you want to sleep sound?”wil asked, smiling at your calm face as he brushed your hair out of your face.

“yes. i love you.” you said, eyes closing.

“i love you hundred times more.”

————————————————————————

a/n: Hi! i hope you liked it! :)

#wilbur soot fluff #wilbur soot #wilbur #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur x reader #wilbur mcyt #wilbur x you

[unknownarmageddon]

thinking about proximity boys getting into like. a fight with other survivors

like they get jumped one night, and are just having a good time, being all gay (they are kissing and smooching) and then a big ass rock comes flying out from fuck knows where and killer is suddenly staring at cross’s unconscious body, horrified at the spiderweb of cracks, a bloodied stone thudding onto the dirt and then a group of monsters, like 4 of them, come crashing out of the surrounding buildings

and killer snarls angrily, and grabs his bat and cross’s machete and he goes in swinging like a rabid animal, cursing at them, and just going apeshit, “you MOTHERFUCKERS.”

and like, they had taken out cross cuz he was the bigger one of the two, and deemed killer harmless, so imagine the shock when killer comes charging with murder in his eyes

and he like. comes at them and just stabs, slashing at them so angrily that he nearly decapitates one and he leaves the machete in the chest of the other and he whips around, and there’s the other two, trying to make a break for it, cross’s backpack slung over one of their shoulders

and killer just, forces them back, bashing one upside the head, tearing one of his knives out to drive it through the other’s eye

and the whole time, he’s just fucking terrified and not really aware of what he’s doing because all he can see is cross’s cracked skull and they took him away and it’s just this rapid spiral of snowballing grief and anger and he just screams at the very dead body and hits it harder

meanwhile cross comes to, a little concussed but perfectly fine, and he sits up, confused and dazed, and then it’s killer’s yelling and he scrambles to get up, and turns around to find killer stabbing some very dead monster in the face over and over

and cross stumbles over, panicking at the blood on killer’s body, and grabs him and killer starts thrashing and giving these watery, sad shouts, clawing blindly at this perceived attacker, but cross drags him off of the dusting monster and clings to him, “it’s me! it’s me, it’s okay, they’re gone-“ and killer just goes limp for a moment before just crying

and anyways the idea of killer thinking cross died, killing the attackers, and then just sobbing hysterically when cross is not in fact dead, i dunno. i dunno man

and i wanna think, this happens like, right after the distance arc, so im just. it’s still raw, all the hurt from that, and now this scare, the brief moment when he was certain he’d lost cross again, it just tore the barely healing wound wide open and killer just

anyways killer nursing cross back to health from a minor concussion and then being very very protective and clingy and in turn, cross makes sure to THOROUGHLY check their surroundings when they set up camp and weeping sobbing i keep just thinking about killer having nightmares about it and it’s like

it’s not the first time they’d been attacked or wound up in a fight; it was rare, but it wasn’t the first time, but like.

it was different this time

OUGHHH HOLY SHIT FUCK MAN

SO REAL ACTUALLY

I’m obsessed with that actually ough ough

Just the. Whole thing with the distance arc making killer that much more desperate and worried about losing cross. again too in a way HEAD IN HANDS

That whole scene gave me. Such a fucking vivid mental image ohhh my god dude augh augh

And the shear contrast between their reactions is tucking murdering me

OHH okay. Okay. Maybe killer even. After the first scare of Cross getting knocked out. Starts wandering away less. Like before he’s go off for hours or days doing his own thing in the city and like. Neither of them thought twice about it. And Killer generally had been fairly aloof the whole time up until then despite always coming back

But after that Killer starts doing it less and less. And starts leaving for shorter and shorter periods of time. And starts running ahead less, and. Ough man

cause he just. Is so fucking worried about what if he came back and Cross wasn’t there. And he couldn’t possibly bare that after the distance arc

so instead now he just clings to cross. Literally but mostly metaphorically. And cross notices but he doesn’t say anything. Cause he knows why he knows and in turn he clings to Killer

And just I feel like. They’re both reminded how fleeting everything really is

and maybe it’s not like that permanently like they’ll go back to some kind of normalcy but it’s not the same. Everything’s shifted and warped

Cause everything’s different now

#ANYWAY #IM SO UNWELL ABOUT THAT DUDE #holy shit man head in hands #/pos/pos #weeping weeping sobbing #answering asks #chair asks #chair!! #apocalyptic Kross au #“It was different this time” weeping wailing

[strangerthingsn]

Bruised

Part 10

summary: You live in your car or a hotel, you sell your body to men for money, but got accidentally pregnant by the only one Alan Munson(Eddies dad). He was in jail before, for the same thing he did to you. But lucky he has a son who cares and helps you out.

warning:18+ (all parts), hurt, angst, trauma

”hey y/n” Jade smiles when you walk in.

“hey, how are you doing” you look at her.

“pretty good, how about you? You look… tired”

“I am… Elias kept me awake tonight” you sigh. “Don’t get me wrong I love him but..kids…” you roll your eyes.

“I understand, go put your clothes on and we’ll see how it goes, maybe you can leave earlier” she smiles. “Hey you have a tattoo?”

“yess” you nod looking at the tattoo Eddie gave you a couple days ago.

“Awh its adorable” she smiles looking at it.

“Thanks, I’m gonna put my uniform on be right back” you smile walking to the dressing room.

—3 hours later—

You’re not even working that long yet but you’re exhausted but you try to be nice to every customer.

“are you okay?” Jade asks a little worried.

“I’m fine, thanks” you smile a bit.

“Good morning ladies” a similar voice says. You look up to meet the eyes of fucking: Alan Munson. You swallow and try not to freak out.

“h-hey” you clear your throat talking a little different then you do normally, hoping he will not notice you. Your heart is pounding in your chest, it doesn’t surprise you if the whole shop could hear your heartbeat.

“Hello darling” darling? Gross. he leans on the counter in a flirty way.

“What…uhh what can I get for u?” You say silently.

“Cant hear you doll”

“What can I get for you.?” You say a little louder meeting his eyes once again. You notice your breath had sped up.

“hey-.. I think..” he furrows his eyebrows.

“hm?” Please don’t recognize me. Please don’t recognize me. Please don’t- you thoughts got cut of by his voice.

“I think I know you.?” He looks at you.

“I-… excuse me” you can’t handle this anymore, you started crying and hyperventilating when you walk to the back of the coffee shop. You needed to get away hire. You grab the phone typing the right number as fast as possible. When he picks up you try to talk.

“It’s Eddie Mu- babe?”

“Eddie I-“ you’re totally out of breath and the tears running down your cheeks didn’t help much either.

“it’s okay breath… you want me to come and get you?” He asks you hear him already grabbing his keys.

“please” you sob.

“I’ll be right there baby” before you could say anything he hangs up. You hear Jade helping Alan because of his voice. The voice he just called you darling with and once called you, slut, whore and bitch with, and with the hand he was leaning on the counter, he once shot you and almost killed you and your son.

The thoughts were running through your head and you could stop them. You needed a safe place, that’s why you locked yourself in the toilet. You sit on the ground still crying and hyperventilating.

“y/n?” Jade asks worried.

“Im hire” you say softly but it was loud enough for her to hear.

“honey can you open the door? The man wants to talk with you”

“p-please…” you sob shaking your head no even thought she can’t see you.

“What please.? Y/n what’s up.?” She’s really worried.

“E-Eddies dad” you say quietly.

“o- oh.” She says also a lot more silent. “I’ll give him his damn coffee gonna fucking spit in. it be right back”

-

“she just had a long day, she struggles with stuff at home” Jade explains to Alan.

“she don’t wanna talk?” He looks at jade.

“no. So what can I get you?”

“Just coffee don’t want anything in it”

“ok.” She walks to the machine making his order ready while he continues.

“I thought I knew her, she got a similar face”

“oh she was a model also was in much magazines” Jade lies.

“ohh” Alan nods. When a customer walks in he seems to be distracted, so Jade actually spit in his drink.

“Eddie?” Jade hears Alan saying.

“fuck” Eddie curses under his breath, he had Elias in his arms. You and Jade are so damn lucky there is no one else in the shop.

“Hey son, you got a fucking kid?”

“Don’t call me your son.”Eddie looks mad.

“Having a kid was the biggest mistake you could make.” Alan looks disgusted at the baby.

“No it isn’t.” Eddie turns to Jade when she understand him she points at the back where you are, and he nods walking through the doors.

“uh-… sorry” Alan clears his throat.

“hire your coffee” Jade looks annoyed by him and hands him his coffee. Alan gave a quick smile and sits down by a table.

-

“babe?” Eddie looks around. “I have a young man who wants to give mummy cuddles” He swallows not knowing what to do in this situation.

“M Here” you sob opening the door of the toilet.

“oh god baby i feel so bad for you” Eddie wraps one of his arms around you. You hold him tight and you take your sons hand. “I didn’t know he’s out of jail yet” he presses his lips against your head.

“maybe im over acting” you wipe away your tears.

“No you aren’t. That motherfucker shot you” Eddie rubs your back gently. “Come sit down” he grabs a chair away from the table with one hand and he helps you sit down.

“thanks” you take a seat and you try not to cry even more.

“Don’t thank me, wanna hold Elias.?”

“yes please” you looks at your son in his arms looking around not knowing what’s happening. Eddie smiles and gives him gently. “Hey lovely” you try to smile a bit.

“nana” he reaches at a banana laying on the table.

“You want the nana?” You ask him.

“thats mamas lunch” Eddie grabs it.

“he can have it” you go with your hand through his curls.

“do you have a knife?” He looks around.

“I think Jade has one there”

“ummh, okay.. might take a little longer cause that son of a bitch wants to talk”

“its okay, i can break it?”

“no no, I’ll do everything for my favorite kiddo” he smiles walking out of the doors.

“Elias?” You look down at him and he brights up as he hears you calling his name. “I love you” you kiss his head gently. He looks up at you giving you a little kiss back. “Awhh” you smile.

-

“You have a knife?”Eddie asks Jade.

“Why you need a knife?” She looks confused.

“Gonna cut a banana for Elias” He shrugs his shoulders.

“Well I have” she says opening a cupboard and taking a knife out.

“Thanks” Eddie takes it and walks to the back until..

“Hey Eds, can we talk… just for a second” he hears his dads voice ask.

“What Alan? What do you wanna talk about? How it was not your fault to shoot a little girl?!”

“she wasn’t even little.”

“she was eighteen dad.” Eddie looks so mad at this moment.

“how was it my fault?! She failed her work, besides its very normal to be on birth control while being a sex worker. How was I supposed to know she wasn’t?!”

“So you just shoot her?!! You’re crazy man” He makes wrists of his hands.

“It was better for her anyways, hope she had a dying death.”

“fuck you.” Eddie looses it and he gives his dad a hard punch in his face.

“EDDIE NO!” Jade yells grabbing his wrist pulling back behind the counter.

“What happened?!” You run through the doors with Elias in your arms. You look around but seeing Eddie mad like this and his dad with a bleeding nose says enough.

“You gonna regret this, I didn’t raise you like this.” Alan is on his way to grab Eddie.

“You didn’t raise me at all.” He looks at his dad with tears in his eyes.

“That’s cause you where a fucking accident and your mom decided to keep you, not me.”

“You shot her. Maybe if you didn’t I had atleast her and a brother.” Alan didn’t miss one thing and that was the way Eddie looked at you with hurt in his eyes.

“ohh, I get it” Alan walks over to you and looks at the baby. “Is this your girlfriend? Since when you fuck whores?”

He knew it. He knew it all along.

“Dont fucking touch her.” Eddie frees himself from Jade her grip.

“or what?” Alan smirks. “Little nervous aren’t you doll?” He looks at you holding your breath. “This is my son isn’t it” he takes Elias his hand.

“DONT FUCKING TOUCH HIM” you kick him in his balls.

“fuck.” Alan backs off.

“mom insist” Jade whispers and Eddie just looks surprised at you.

“Well I don’t think you can make kids anymore. Problem solved. Get out or I call the police.” Eddie pushes his dad towards the door.

“I’m not done with you young man.” Alan looks extremely mad at Eddie and slams the door shut behind him.

“Sorry. I’m really sorry” Eddie looks at you and Jade.

“its okay, we didn’t have a busy day and at this time anyways” Jade shrugs his shoulders.

“Nana.?” Elias looks at Eddie.

“Yeah sure, I’ll cut you banana now” Eddie takes him from you and kisses your forehead. “Are you okay”

“m fine.” You where still mad and Eddie saw it.

“Well I think your pretty bad ass and I’ll think twice before getting into discussion with you now” Eddie jokes.

“I think he’s still gonna feel that for a while” Jade nods. “I’m closing by the way we can leave form the back” she walks to the door with the keys.

“Okay” you nod while grabbing a wipe to clean everything.

—1 hour later—

“home sweet home” Eddie walks into the trailer with you and Elias.

“I should cook”

“no im gonna cook. You’re feeding Elias and you’re gonna bring him to me after then you take a nap.”

“okay boss” you kiss his cheek with a gentle smile walking to the bedroom. You lay Elias on the bed so you can take off your shirt and bra. Picking him up again you sit down against the headboard. Elias starts drinking and you look at him.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have showed you this side of me..” you start talking. “I’m gonna explain this all to you when you’re older. Promise”

“honey?” Eddie calls form the kitchen.

“yeah?”

“pancakes okay?” He asks, mostly when Eddie cooks its pancakes.

“Sure, make one for Eli too”

“I will”

“you hear that, we are gonna eat your favorite food” you boop is nose and as response he chuckles, your in love with his little chuckles.

“don’t drink too much then” you mutter, he has just a little belly so he definitely needs some space for the pancake. Elias is already growing so fast and his hair is adorable.

“da” he says when he pulls away from you.

“You wanna help daddy with baking?” You put on your bra, he’s so busy and wants so much he forgets to drink sometimes. But that didn’t matter for now. “Come here” you pick him up and you walk over to Eddie.

“there are my favorites” Eddie kisses the top of your head and then Elias. he always lays a blanket and pillows in the sink so he can sit there. You set Elias in the sink and you stand next to Eddie. “Are you okay?”

You didn’t hear him at first, you where over thinking.

“y/n?”

“oh yes?” You look at him.

“are you okay?” He rubs your back.

“I’m fine” you nod.

“Okay, tell me when you don’t feel fine, yeah?” He pulls you into a hug.

“I will” you nod hugging him back tightly.

“go take a little nap” he kisses your head again.

“okay” you let go of Eddie and walk back into the bedroom.

-8 hours later-

It’s around 2 am and you just couldn’t fall asleep, you kept thinking about Alan and his terrible smirk. The way he knew who you were but lied about it. The way he wanted to hurt his own sons and you.

“baby” Eddie mumbles apparently awake.

“Jesus Eds you scared me” you turn to him.

“Why are you awake? Had a bad dream?” He keeps whispering.

“no I didn’t sleep at all” you shrug your shoulders.

“are you scared?”

“i don’t know…” you look down. Eddie wraps his arms around you and cuddles you.

“Ill keep you and Elias safe”

“I know you will” you nod laying your head on his chest.

“next time i see him i shoot him down”

“You wanna be in jail the rest of your life?” You snap.

“Well ill do everything to keep you safe..”

“no Eddie I still want babies with you” you chuckle a bit.

“multiple?” Eddie looks at you with big eyes.

“Maybe”

“God no one sibling for Elias is enough” Eddie chuckles too.

“Sure” you smile.

“now sleep cuddlebug” he plays with your hair.

“okay sir” you smile closing your eyes.

sorry that this took so super long but I was so busy lately.. I hope you enjoy

tagglist:

@bethexo07 @kellyxo1 @daisyridleyss @lovetaquitosmmmm

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #dad!eddie munson #dad!eddie x mom!reader

[sapphiewritesstuff]

My god. Namora fighting alongside reader and reader gets badly injured. She tries to tell her to just come back for her but Namora just. Scoops her up bridal style

OHH WHAT A WOMANNN I need her so bad

Italics is Yucatec Mayan because I don’t wanna get any translation wrong :)

Warnings: violence, injury, hurt/comfort, whump, fem!reader, established relationship (Namora and reader are married)

-Namora is a woman who doesn’t let her fear show, never lets her walls down, but the moment she sees you collapse, all bloody and bruised, her eyes flash with panic and she lets out a guttural scream. She runs straight towards you, slicing any enemies in her way with her spear.

-She kneels by your side if the person who harmed you isn't close by, placing a hand on your cheek as she checks your pulse

-If the enemy is still there, she plunges her spear straight into their chest and watches as they die with a blank look on her face

-"My love," She pulls you into her arms, "get up, please"

-She knows you're a strong warrior, you two have fought alongside each other for Talokan ever since you were young, but when she sees you gasping for air with a gaping bloody hole in your stomach, she worries that this time she'll be returning home with only your wedding ring

-She doesn't sit around, she knows if she does, you'll die in her arms, so she picks you up bridal style and rushes you to safety despite your objections

-If Shuri is around, she'll plead her to take you to her lab. Namora lets go all her distrust and hatred towards the surface dwellers, hanging on to the hope that they will be able to save you

-If they don't, she'll make the world burn.

-You soon fade to unconsciousness, and when you wake up in Shuri's lab, Namora is right by your side

-You are taken back to Talokan to continue your recovery

-Namora spends her days taking care of you, fussing whenever you try to get out of bed or strain yourself

-One thing you notice is how well she's holding it together, almost like you were never injured at all

-She's back to her regular self, commanding the army, training, and only showing physical affection when you two are alone

-Then she just breaks.

-Late at night, after she returns from her duties and you're in bed, she wraps you into an embrace and starts sobbing

-"I try to be strong for you," She weeps into your shoulder as you rub her back, "I couldn't stop it, you almost died and I couldn't stop it. My love, I was so scared."

-"I am alright now, aren't I?" You say in an attempt to comfort her. "You don't have to protect me, this was none your fault."

-She'll hold onto you and never let go after that.

-You and Talokan are the two things she can never lose.

#namora x reader #wakanda forever #black panther #mcu x reader

[thetwelfthcrow]

https://youtu.be/Ra_V0df6L80

HELLO THANK YOU HERE'S A LIVEBLOGGING RUN DOWN

i looove how when the interviewer said 'lewis and fernando' max immeeeediately looked at lewis to giggle along.

and then how lewis looked behind the couch and how max immediately copied that <33 comedians

"[Red Bull] are so far ahead, and Max will keep winning-" lewis said checo who

ohh and max being halfway through an answer and then lewis puts on his sunglasses and max is toootally distracted 'looks good' ugh fliiirt. he giggles for a whooole 15 seconds before continuing his answer. lewis needed his attention soooo bad and it worked. max should totally fuck his brains out as punishment for distracting him and then end the sex with 'keep doing it'.

HE EVEN MENTIONED IT AGAIN unbelievable, max you're suuuch a simp. if no one will gif it, i'll reluctantly do it later this week.

sidetracking but lewis saying he's in a great time of his life ;-; sobbing, actually.

'i wanna be (points at max) where he is, or racing him at least' fucking gayyy bro. wanting to be where he is makes sense BUT wishing for another semi 2021????? you're doing the 4433 agenda for me.

'i think it's great for the sport' booorriiiiiing answer max. could've made this sooo much frutier. disappointing from u, during pride month.

#Anonymous #4433 #max verstappen #lewis hamilton #zhalia’s lil chit chat #spanish gp 2023 #catalunya gp 2023

[chloessleepystories]

Sisters part 10

You love to be

Bubbly

Bubbly

Bubbly

And listen to

Chloe

Chloe

Chloe

Kenzie bit her thumbnail as she anxiously paced her room. She barely registered the folded laundry on her bed, which bore silent witness not only to her mom’s cleaning binge but to the changes her wardrobe had taken over the week.

What was happening? She felt like she’d woken from a strange dream, a blissful haze that had lasted for days … A panicked part of her brain was wide awake, swimming in ice water, prodding the rest of her to think, to act, but most of her mind was still humming warm little tunes, cuddling under warm blankets, calling her back to sleep …

And ohh, she wanted to sleep … Something, some little nagging thought, kept pulling on her, saying lie down, saying touch yourself, saying hum a happy little tune …

Think. Think. Remember. You’re a smart girl, you can figure this out. Better to take a deep breath. Better make a plan. Better stop and take stock … wait, was that another song lyric? So many overlapping earworms, she didn’t know anymore …

“Kenzie?”

Her big sister was gently knocking at the locked door. “Kenzie honey come on, let me in – let’s talk about this …”

“No! I’m freaking out here! What are you doing to me? What am I wearing? Why is mom going down on her own sister?”

She looked down. Her bare breasts swayed, between the purple panties and the leash that dangled from her collar. Without thinking, she reached up to squeeze her breasts, pinching the nipples – and she swooned, her knees almost buckling …

No! What the fuck was the matter with her?

“Chloe, I’m … I’m so horny, and I – I can’t think straight. Like, my brain is wrapped in … like it’s a bowl of … oh fuck why can’t I think of the words??” She held back a sob. “I’m – I’m scared, Chloe. Did you do something? Or can you do something?”

There was quiet. On the other side of the door, Chloe leaned her forehead on the wood. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “I tried to fix it, and I made it worse.”

“What?” came Kenzie’s voice.

“I said … come out, Kenzie, please. We can fix this.”

“No! I mean … ohh, why does it hurt to say no to you …” Chloe heard another sob.

She put her mouth close to the door jamb. “Kenzie … Do you wanna …”

Chloe stopped. A flash of memory, a movie, a snatch of song … what was it? What was she suddenly reminded of?

In the bedroom, Kenzie was touching the door, inches from her sister. “Tell me what to do, Chloe,” she whispered, a tear rolling down her cheek.

“I’ve got it!” came the shout. “You wait right there, I’ll be back soon!”

“Chloe?”

“Sweetheart, you get some rest, OK?” her sister called. “Lie down, and relax. You’ll feel better.”

Kenzie turned to look at the bed. Her whole body *was* aching to lie down … to give in …

“And Kenzie?”

“Yes?” she said, reclining against the pillows.

“Check something for me. Are those panties crotchless?”

Are they – what a strange question! Unthinkingly, Kenzie put her hand down between her legs. The instant her fingers touched her bald, dripping cunt lips, her throbbing clit, fireworks shot off in her skull. “Oh – ooohhhhh!!! Ogoddd …”

“Good girl,” came her sister’s voice. “You relax, and do what comes naturally … soften up that brain for me, take the edge off your resistance, and I’ll be back soon.”

Kenzie just moaned, her fingers strumming chords on her delightful, mind-numbing pussy, as her other hand crept to the nipple on her full, firm breast. Sparks shot through her body as images of sucking cock flooded her brain, the delicious submissiveness of being spit-roasted, the orgasmic service of taking cum on her tits … She was panting, moaning, drooling a bit, as she rode the crests …

“Good girl,” she heard her sister say again, as she thrashed, her mind emptied out again for a while.

#cpsisters

[oblonger]

Part 4 of TPiaG Body Swap AU

Next [>]

[<] Previous

Start [O]

@sincerely-sofie We going back to Kip and advancing the plot with this one!

Kip has a chat with his old pals

Kip could feel cracks forming in the walls he was forced to build. Every day it was more questions about Twig and why she wasn't with him.

He told them that she was visiting family, but then they'd ask where, so he said somewhere near lush prairie. Then they would say that 'they thought he said she was near Aegis Cave. Then HE'D say that it's sometimes hard to remember! Then THEY'D say they have friends and that they could send a letter to ask how she's doing! But then HE would say that it's kinda a family reunion thing and that she really doesnt wanna be bothered! Then THEY would ask if he's doing alright! And just!

Ugh...

They were clearly worried about him, and he hated so much that he had to keep lying to them. They've clearly noticed the way he breaks out into a cold sweat whenever they ask about Twig.

Kip was wandering home from the guild after having finished enough jobs to pay for tomorrow's groceries.

The sunset cast everything in an orange glow. The ocean looked like different colored shards of stained glass had been scattered to cover the entire horizon.

But Kip didn't have time to appreciate that. He needed to get home and figure out a reliable cover story.

Suddenly, Kip could hear laughter approaching him.

"Well if it ain't the spineless sport himself!"

Oh GREAT.

Kip looked up and gave a forced smile.

"Skuntank." Kip muttered through grit teeth, as team skull approached him.

Skuntank walked up next to Kip and slapped his back.

"How are you doin' old pal!"

"Well, I was doing good."

Skuntank slapped Kips back again while the three laughed.

Kip's willingness to be nice waned thinner each second he spent around them.

"Look Skuntank. I'd love to stay and chat but-"

"Aww come on!" Skuntank interrupted. "What are you even in such a rush for?"

Kip's false smile stayed, even though it felt increasingly hard to not frown at him.

"I have to make dinner and go to bed."

"Aww, dont be such a stick in the mud mip! I'll take you out to Spinda's and we can have dinner there! How's that!"

Sounds awful, thanks.

"No, I'm good. I really do have to get home."

"Why don't you live a little!" Zubat piped up.

Koffing spoke next. "Yeah! Do something while you're not attached to your mommy's hip!"

Kip was about to snap at Koffing before Skuntank spoke again.

"Speaking of, I heard she's back already. Maybe he's in such a rush because it's past his bedtime!"

The three jerks chortled as Kip felt a bolt of panic rush through him.

"Where, uh. Where did you hear that?" Kip tried to suppress the shaking in his voice.

Thankfully, Skuntank didn't seem to notice, or care, as he sat down to scratch his ear.

"I dunno. I think I overheard someone talking to Keckleon and they mentioned Sunflora or something."

Kip bit down on the inside of his lip.

Kip was about to dismiss it as baseless gossip before Skuntank's face lit up.

"Hey! Why don't we pay swig a visit!"

Kip felt his eye twitch

"Uhh, no I dont think she'd like that!"

Skuntank smirked at him.

"Aww! But it's been so long! Why wouldn't she want to see her old pal Skuntank!"

Because we hate you.

"Uhh. Because she's sick! And she doesn't want to see anyone right now. It's a pretty bad cold."

Skuntak raised an eyebrow.

Please believe me, please believe me, please believe me-

"Ohh!" Skuntank slapped his back again, it was starting to sting.

"Well why didn't you say so! We'll go tell Chimechow and tell her she needs a checkup"

Kip felt a chill coming on from all his sweat.

In perhaps a voice that was more desperate that he'd hoped, Kip said "I thought you were banned from entering the guild!"

Skuntank gave a nervous chuckle. "Ah, well we can just catch her at Spinda's diner then!"

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO-

Kip gave a chuckle that sounded like it was on the verge of a sob. "I really don't think that's necessary! She's fine! She just needs to stay in bed for a while! You don't need to do that!"

Skuntank slapped his back again. "Aww, don't be so modest, slip! What'r friends for anyway!"

Kip choked out some half words about how they shouldn't bother Chimecho, but it fell on deaf ears as the three sauntered off towards Spinda's diner. Cackling the whole way.

Kip stood there in the middle of the street before sitting down.

...

Frick.

Frick frick frick frick frick.

Great job man. You were too nice to them and now Twig is going to die.

This is your fault.

Kip slowly trudged his way back home, taking a detour through a forest trail to delay it as much as possible. Tears were silently running down his face the entire time.

He kept his eyes locked to the ground. What was he going to tell her? That what Darkrai said was right? That all of this would be for nothing?

He felt sick. This entire thing was a pointless exercise in misery.

Every step felt heavy. He'd ruined everything. And it was because he tried to give a second chance to a scumbag that didn't deserve it!

Dumb, naive, stupid, idiot-

Kip's thoughts were derailed when a ball gently bumped into his side, he turned to see a little Kricketot jogging over to him.

"Sorry mister! That's mine! Can I have it back?"

The kid didn't even wait for Kip to respond before grabbing the ball that was nearly half his size.

Kip heard someone shout "Ricky!" From behind a few trees.

A Beedrill emerged from behind them.

"What did I say about wandering off!" She scolded. The Kricketot flinched a bit before muttering an apology.

The Beedrill huffed, before she saw Kip and her eyes widened. "Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't even see you there!" She landed on the ground. "I'm Beedrill and this is Kricketot! We just moved in from-..." Beedrill looked at Kip and her expression became concerned. "Are... are you okay honey?"

Kip forgot that he was still crying while he stared at her like she just grew a second head.

Kip looked down at the ground.

He had an idea.

He had an idea that didn't sound like it would ruin everything again.

It was an idea that might actually work.

Kricketot yelped in suprise when Kip spun around and started sprinting as fast as he could to the post office.

~~

Twig was getting worried. It was much later at night than Kip usually returned. Maybe he got stopped by someone while out and about?

She was about to leave the home to look for him when she could hear Kip huffing as he ran back towards the entrance. He nearly tumbled down the stairs as he entered, and then proceeded to start rummaging through things, looking for something.

She noticed the red around his eyes. A clear sign that he'd been crying.

"Kip! What's wrong?"

He didn't respond as he pulled out an envelope, a paper and some ink. He took the things over to the table, sat down, pulled out some papers from his satchel and began writing something.

Darkrai growled, being awoken by the noise. He pulled his blanket a little more over his head. "Cease that infernal racket."

Twig shot a glare at him before looking at Kip again. His focused eyes not leaving the paper.

"Kip, would you tell me what's going on? I'm worried."

"We're moving." Kip spat out. He continued writing.

Twig flinched. Even Darkrai seemed a bit surprised

"What?! Why?!" Twig asked.

Kip didn't respond as he continued to furiously pen his letter.

"Kip! This is your home!"

Kip hesitated for a moment before he continued.

"Doesn't matter. It's not safe here anymore."

Twig stammered as Kip finished writing and wiped the ink off his foot.

"Where would we even get the money for a different place?!"

Kip folded the letter and shoved in into the envelope. "You never spent any of yours. You could probably just buy the house outright."

Twig stammered again before nearly shouting his name.

Kip gave a harsh sigh and looked up at her. "What?"

Twig didn't say anything and just gestured to herself.

Kip's eyes went wide and he slapped his hand against his forehead.

"Shoot. I can't withdraw your money, can I..."

"Dude." Twig leaned forward. "Can you please just tell me what's wrong?"

Kip sharply inhaled through grit teeth, and held his head in his hands, propped up on the table.

"I screwed up, Okay? Skuntank heard rumors that you were back from some trip and I screwed up and said you were sick and now he's going to tell Chimecho and..."

Kip shut his eyes, forcing any tears back, before glaring at the ground next to him. "We can't stay here anymore."

Twig was stunned, she couldn't think of anything she could say.

Kip sighed again. "Does Duskull only do withdrawls in person?" He asked.

Twig tilted her head at him.

"Right. You can't.... Ugh."

Twig was worried that Kip might give himself an ulcer with how he'd been acting.

Kip's eyes widened a bit and he turned his head towards Darkrai.

Oh no.

"Darkr-"

"Leave me out of this." Darkrai snarled.

Kip looked the angriest she thinks she ever saw him.

"You are going to help us." He demanded.

"I refuse."

Kip shouted. "Why!?"

"I lothe the both of you."

Kip was red with anger. He propped himself up on the table.

"Don't you want to live!?"

Darkrai's tail snapped and crackled a deeper shade of purple than it already had been. He pushed himself up on all fours and spun around to face Kip.

"I NEVER WANTED YOUR PITY!!!"

Twig launched herself towards Darkrai and grabbed him by the neck, pinning him to the ground. Her eyes burned with a barely restrained fury.

"You are going to shut up and do what he says, or I swear to Arceus, Cresselia will be the least of your worries." Twig hissed.

Darkrai glared back at Twig. Smoke poured out of both sides of his mouth.

"Do I make myself clear?"

Darkrai sneered at her.

"Release me." He growled.

Twig let go. Her eyes never left Darkrai as he stood up to walk into the kitchen while he rubbed his neck. His deep purple tail flame having a few bright green embers fly out.

She heard him lie down on the floor in there.

Twig turned to look at Kip.

Twig's eyes widened as she saw that Kip's were wet with tears

"Kip-."

He raised a hand. "No, stop." Kip closed his eyes and a few tears escaped. He took a shaky breath. "I just-. I just need some sleep."

Kip walked over to his bed and layed down. Facing away from Twig.

Twig stared at him before layed down in her own bed, staring at the ceiling. Wishing she had never stopped Cresselia.

#they all are so angyyyy #pmd eos #fanfic of a fanfic #the present is a gift au #writing #fanfic #body swap au

[girlbossblackbeard]

s2 ep3 delirious ramblings in honor of eps 4 and 5 coming soon!!

you already KNOW wtf goin on !!!

-the red flag fleet pig tails absolutely slay every single time

-Zheng Yi Sao putting her arm out to shield Olu from the dying guy that just got stabbed has me feeling some typa way (falling in love with her)

-stede just pushing his little bar and charcuterie cart around im obsessed

-Zheng Yi Sao's customer service voice when she says "Hi! I'm Zheng Yi Sao, you're...John?" like she's cold-calling someone is absolutely top tier, I would give her all my money if she were calling to scam me

-"champers?" stede you absolute doofus i love him far too much

-Zheng Yi Sao being all coy with her "ohh...forget it...;)" stop!!!!! im already in love with you please stop this madness!!!!!! i can't take much more of it!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-OLU'S OFFENDED FACE WHEN STEDE JUST PLOPS THE TOWELS DOWN ON ZHENG YI SAO'S DESK LMAO

-okay. we have to talk about stede hearing "the revenge" and his mind going completely blank aside from the one thought of "Ed" replaying over and over and over again to the point that all sense of self-preservation flies completely out the window (as he flies over the side of the ship) because the ONLY thing that matters to him in that moment is seeing Ed again. i can only imagine the looming sense of doom he must've felt as he realized Ed was noticeably absent from the rest of the crew when he found them, and then the cagey way they all spoke about where Ed went. i wonder if seeing Ed's body lying on that table gave him any sense of relief in the way that getting confirmation of something you'd feared was coming finally arrives

-also!!! let's talk about what must have started running through Olu's mind when he realized it was their ship!! did he immediately think of Jim? was he worried about them? did he assume they would've escaped blackbeard's clutches by now and gone on to bigger and better things?

-"she's returned to us...mostly" i wonder how sad buttons must have felt seeing the revenge in such a dire state :((

-"maybe she's gone through that triangle thing by bermuda" wee john my beloved

-I TOLD Y'ALL WHEN THAT MF GNOSSIENNE NO. 5 HITS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IT VERY NEARLY WAS BITCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-oh holy fuck the way the look of excitement on stede's face morphs into a look of horror as he takes in just how wrecked the revenge got in the storm is extremely upsetting

-someone smarter than me needs to do a deeper analysis on the use of gnossienne no.5 as stede is climbing the ladder of the revenge, no doubt with thoughts of a beautiful and loving reunion with ed because surely he'll be there waiting for him, just as overjoyed to see stede as stede is to see him, only for the song and that fantasy to abruptly get cut off once stede realizes how dire the situation on the revenge has gotten

-hey fam do we think there's any significance of the crew being found desecrating that seagull in the captain's quarters or was that just a plot convenience thing bc obviously stede would check the captain's cabin for ed first

-"just thought you'd be taller...mu-muscly, you know...charismatic" bruh ain't NO way Certain People had been either 1) talking about stede in such a high regard it put him up on a massive pedestal or 2) ahem....sobbing so loudly the entire god damn ship can hear it every single night for literal months...that archie fully thought stede MUST have been basically a god amongst mortals to make ed be so downbad it drove him to violent insanity

-"why can't i get a straight answer from any of you" because they're all gay bitch!!!!! you knew this when you first hired them!!!!!!

-OBSESSED with how Izzy is fully down an entire leg and Stede could NOT give less of a shit about it. Literally telling him "Piss off Izzy, I don't wanna hear from you" as if there isn't the biggest possible elephant on the deck basically screaming to be talked about

-side note: for the love of GOD con o'neill looks so stupidly hot in his reaction shot to stede telling izzy to piss off it's actually gonna give me heart palpitations. this is my formal petition to make con o'neill look permanently just a little bit damp and a little bit sad

-"when you get old, if you don't wanna work anymore you can just give up i guess" frenchie my beloved

-love love love love love the parallels between buttons and auntie being the actual paragon of first mates with almost preternatural senses for mutiny a'brewin or the sea shifting

-hey fam do we think izzy actually stabbed stede's painting or was it really ed and izzy was...sparing stede's feelings???? but why??? is it because he's intimately aware of how it feels to lose ed and even though he hates stede (or used to) he still wouldn't wish that kind of pain on anyone??

-SORRY I GOTTA TOOT MY OWN HORN FOR A SECOND BECAUSE I CALLED IT FROM THE MOMENT THE TEASER DROPPED THAT THE RAG MAN WAS GONNA BE HORNIGOLD'S GHOST MANIFESTING AS THE PARTS OF ED HE HATED THE MOST

>>>it turned out to be all parts of himself which did me quite a big ouchie but im still riding the high of having sussed that out so early on im LITERALLY destined to be a writer on this show. djenks get at me i know ur reading this

-i have absolutely no idea what the pig is supposed to symbolize in ed's fever dream someone who has a functioning brain should figure it out and let me know pls & thx

-don't know if this is significant symbolism or not, but: ed is wearing the cravat, his chains, and the pearl necklace in the storm. he is NOT wearing the cravat or the chains in the fever dream, but he IS still wearing the pearls. the best analysis i can do around that rn is that the cravat symbolizes stede and this journey he's about to go on needs to be about Ed and Ed alone, but also Ed *feeling* and *thinking* he's genuinely alone, which is supported by the conversation he has with hornigold later when he reveals he's worried there's no one waiting for him in the real world. the chains im thinking could symbolize his blackbeard persona in a way - presumably he got the gold chains when plundering and gaining/maintaining his reputation for being ruthless and the chains are a physical reminder of that persona and reputation. in the fever dream, ed is stripped down to his most vulnerable state (which is interesting considering his hair and beard aren't in line with the s1 symbolism of his vulnerability - almost as if his heartbreak over stede has become so all-encompassing he's no longer able to hide it behind a beard or face-shielding long hair) so the chains would disappear just as his blackbeard reputation would disappear in order for him to get to the core of who he really is, which brings us to: the pearl necklace. we could literally talk for hours about the nuances of everything the pearl necklace represents regarding ed's fears, desires, identities, hopes and dreams for the future, childhood trauma, etc. etc. etc. but ultimately it represents the parts of ed he holds the closest to his chest and THAT is why he's still wearing it in the fever dream: because it's a representation of who he truly is, stripped down, at his core. and THAT is the person who needed to go on this journey in order to start to heal, without the influence of anyone or anything else making him feel the need to perform or be anything other than his 100% authentic, vulnerable self.

-the way i reacted to seeing how beautiful ed is as he's waking up in hornigold's hut is undeniable proof that i need to be put down

-"what did you do to me...while i was out...anything weird?" edward teach my beloved of all time. we will not be taking this incredibly funny and perfectly performed line delivery and making it sad by thinking about the implications of what past behaviors ed may have experienced from other shipmates when waking up after a night of blacking out

-sorry but the way ed holds his breath so he doesn't eat the soup is so hilarious and adorable to me

-auntie recounting all the details of the mutiny right down to ed's height and silver hair based off of looking at the deck and licking some gun powder is sooooooo sherlock holmes coded but like. if he fucked y'know?

-also!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the little sprinkle of what i believe was maori thrown in between auntie and fang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i need more of that IMMEDIATELY

-"i'm burnin up here" SICK jobros reference frenchie

-frenchie stopping himself from saying "oh fuck" and instead going with "oh shit tits" i love this man an unhealthy amount

-"it's called you-cal-lip-eh-tusses. you-calamitous." good god i would due for olu in a heartbeat

-okay so. my thoughts on the olu/zheng/jim/archie situation. i never posted this here when the trailer dropped bc i thought i was just going crazy but when i saw the olu/jim shoulder bump i immediately knew it was giving "exes who are still friends and are being supportive of the other person when they admit they've found someone new" vibes. THAT BEING SAID - i can see this whole thing being resolved in 2 ways: either they have jim and olu talk it out and officially decide to split to pursue their respective new flames while remaining best friends/family, or - and this is where i think we all hope this is going - we get a 4-way polycule. im 50/50 on whether the studio would greenlight that given they've already pushed the envelope with having a nonbinary character and basically everyone is gay, but at the same time i would hope the studio would recognize that the show was wildly successful due in large part to those key elements and would be in favor of pushing the envelope even further (in their eyes). i think jim and archie are gonna see zheng being an absolute badass and fall in love with her and zheng is gonna see jim and archie being absolute badasses and fall in love with them while already being in love with olu specifically because he's NOT a badass and olu's gonna admit he's still in love with jim and they're all gonna live happily ever after completely dominating the seas and killing colonizing dipshits :)

-OLU WHIPPING HIS HEAD AROUND TO LOOK BACK AT JIM WHEN THEY TELL HIM THEY SAW ARCHIE'S BOOBS LMAO

-hi it's me again here to say that it is STILL SO EXTREMELY FUCKED UP AND EVIL OF DAVID JENKINS AND CO. TO BE PLAYING GNOSSIENNE NO.5 WHILE STEDE LOOKS DESPONDENTLY AT THE RUINED REMAINS OF HIS CAPTAINS QUARTERS WHERE HE AND ED CONNECTED FOR THE FIRST TIME AND FELT LIKE SOMEONE FINALLY UNDERSTOOD THEM

-how the fuck did izzy on a crutch and a pegleg sneak up on stede in the captain's quarters lil homie HAS to be sounding like mr. krabs at this point

-"i think the knives really help bring the place together" he literally cannot physically bring himself to not be a bitch around izzy even when he's wallowing in his lost love i am so so so obsessed with him you have no idea

-i know we're all still reeling from the confirmation that stede has ALWAYS known ed - past the rose-colored glasses of falling in love with just the idea of someone - and how his mind works when he asks izzy point blank what they did to ed but. i cannot stop thinking about s1 ed not being able to look stede in the eye as he says "you were always gonna realize what i am" before leaving with calico jack because he was so terrified of the judgement he'd see in stede's eyes. he revealed a less-than-ideal (but comparatively pretty benign) part of himself to the person whose opinion he cares about the most and was too afraid to stick around to see if/when stede would finally reject him for not living up to the standards that ed thinks stede deserves. and yet. we now know with actual proof that stede not only never judged ed for his past and just kinda glossed over any erratic behavior/violent reactions during their time together in favor of keeping an idealized image of ed in his mind, stede understood ed on a deeper level than practically anyone else in the whole world, with the exception of izzy, ever did. stede was so intimately aware of the exact kind of person ed was and what his thoughts and behavioral patterns were that he knew without a shadow of a doubt that there were only two fates for ed if stede didn't reach him in time: he was either gonna watch the world burn or die trying.

-feeling BIG emotions over the almost-sigh that stede does when izzy tells him how ed took his leg for merely mentioning stede's name. the way he looks away and swallows down his guilt and grief and shame.

-"you sent him to doggy heaven" ohhhh my god i wanna know if stede was bracing himself for the heartbreak or the relief (or both!!) of hearing izzy say yes. as i mentioned above, stede had to have had a cloud of impending doom looming over him all these months wondering where ed is and worrying if he'll ever find him again, and that cloud must have only gotten infinitely darker when he found the crew on the revenge only to realize that ed wasn't with them. stede isn't stupid, he proved as much when he told izzy he knew ed was going to destroy everything around him or die in the process, and with ed being very noticeably absent it would only make sense for stede to jump to the worst-case-scenario of the crew having to kill ed before he killed all of them. i think he had probably been emotionally preparing himself for that outcome the second he noticed the crew being shifty about ed's whereabouts, so to get confirmation of it would obviously be genuinely heartbreaking but also an end to the sense of doom that had been hanging around him for a while.

-the way stede whips his head around to look at izzy when izzy tells him no, they didn't send ed to doggy heaven is so! heartbreaking! because you can see the instant flame of hope light up his face for a split second before he reads the profound sadness of izzy's expression as he tells stede they deserted him on a beach and left nature to do the rest. interestingly enough, stede doesn't seem at all reassured or renewed in his hope by this, and im wondering if he knows izzy is lying to him at that point to spare his feelings

-"yeah i was there. that cabin boy's name was felix. he was a really nice guy" i love that we're not only getting a crumb of lore about ed's past on hornigold's ship (that isn't frat-bro posturing with calico jack) but that the crumb we do get highlights ed's humanity. not only does he remember the name of a "lowly" cabin boy, but he remembers that the cabin boy was really nice and is angry that he died so senselessly and hornigold doesn't even seem to care

>>>>>hmmmm now im thinking about how hornigold is a representation of the parts of ed that he hates, so is hornigold's story an allegory for how ed hates how he's shut off his emotions/shown little to no remorse for the hurt and suffering he's caused during his breakup era?

-okay there are SO many mentions of soup this season already someone figure out wtf it's supposed to mean

-THE WAY MY FRIENDS AND I ACTUALLY SCREAMED WHEN ZHENG SAYS "Girl, how are you :(" TO STEDE LIKE THIS SHOW IS 100% CONFIRMED WRITTEN FOR THE GIRLS (gn) AND THE GAYS AND EVERY LINE IS PERFECT

-DAVID JENKINS. WHY. ARE YOU PLAYING. GNOSSIENNE NO.5. WHILE STEDE TELLS ZHENG. ABOUT HOW HE FEELS LIKE HE LET ED DOWN. AND THAT HE'S THE CAUSE OF A LOT OF THIS. AND HOW HE SHOULD'VE JUST TOLD ED HOW HE FEELS. BUT HE WAS SCARED. AND NOW HERE WE ARE. i want you psychologically evaluated because i do believe there is a dark evil inside of you

-PLEASE stede's reaction of basically "ya got me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯" to Zheng saying the guys on wanted posters are hot makes my brain fizz

-im not ashamed to say i literally get tears in my eyes from how divine ed looks when he's talking to hornigold about selling handmade shoes like what the fuck did the hair and makeup artists DO to make him even more stunning than before when they had already broken the scale in s1???????????? i feel like i should send them a thank-you care package for the gift they've given us

-"im actually just a very simple man" my sweet precious baby darling eddie boy. you are the most complex character i have ever become obsessed with in my entire life, and i was DEEP in the Castiel trenches at the height of SuperWhoLock tumblr from 2012 - 2014 as an unmedicated teenager still developing her prefrontal cortex.

-"like a jailer, but all the prisoners like you and they can go whenever they want" so what im hearing is ed likes having control over other people but also desperately wants them to like him AND choose to stay with him of their own free will and not because they have to. or it's just a funny simile for an inn like he said :)

-the jeff's inn by the sea roleplay scene makes me so insane i actually can't talk about it rn other than to say it's peak comedy and i want it permanently etched into my brain. also ed's little corsage makes me [feral shrieking]

-GODDD the way this season is so expertly slicing in clips from s1 as a quick flash of an image before coming back to the present is so extremely satisfying and also a direct punch to the solar plexis every time

-"grown man covered in tattoos, eh? with daddy issues?" no comment just screaming

-"we've been living second-to-second for a while now. it's actually kinda nice to have a deadline" this!!! this is what im talking about with the looming sense of impending doom hanging over you for so long that once you get confirmation that it's going to be over soon, even if it's because of a very permanent ending, there's a lot of relief that can be wrapped up in that

-"go on, bonnet. gimme your worst" i feel like i don't have the brain capacity rn to break that interaction down and tease out what izzy would've been expecting stede to do or say and what stede would've been thinking in that moment that was too overwhelming to actually voice but maybe someday i'll get to it

-"okay well i feel like im gonna choose...i feel like im supposed to choose...live" bbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooo the intentional writing of ed to say "gonna" at first and then switching it to "supposed to" is sooooooooo insane dude holy shit. i need to know what factors caused him to change his wording. what was he going to say he was gonna do. who or what is pressuring him to make him feel like he's supposed to choose to live. are those two choices - what he was gonna do vs. what he feels like he's supposed to do - at war with each other or is the conflict brewing from the different motivations behind wanting to live vs. feeling like you're supposed to live. the writing is just too good

-godddd someone needs to make a post on hornigold telling ed they're in a judgement-free zone which is basically ed reminding himself that his mind is a safe space for his thoughts and how unbelievably sad it is that ed would even need to remind himself of that in the first place. he's so used to scrutiny and judgement (and it's one of his biggest fears when it comes to the people he cares about the most) that he doesn't even think he's free from it in his own head

-im just gonna say it. ed talking about warmth and intercourse and orgasms is foreshadowing

-"i don't think anyone's waiting for me" i'll actually go lie in the middle of the road right now i swear to god

-it's so interesting how ed gets angry that his fear that no one is waiting for him fucks his pros up

-i don't understand how olu didn't immediately clock that zheng was flirting with him when he's in her office like buddy if i see a very beautiful woman with a very sharp sword and she's pointing it in my direction? that's a marriage proposal

-HOKAYYYY FOLKS WE GOTTA TALK ABOUT OUR FIRST TRUE COMPETENT!STEDE SIGHTING IN THIS EP. he not only devises an escape plan ALL BY HIMSELF, he has the knowledge and foresight to . and guess what? IT ACTUALLY. WORKED. in fact, it was a SWEEPING success where he got EVERYONE safely off the red flag ship and onto his own!!!! this wasn't just some raid won with brute force or a fuckery accomplished due to loony tunes rules, this was an honest-to-god escape plan that required learning the shifts of the guards on deck and at the entrance to the brig to ensure those spaces would be as empty as possible, knowledge of the sleepy-time effects of chamomile in concentrated forms, knowledge of the layout of the ship he's been on for, what? a few days? maybe a week?, knowledge of where they store their weapons and then figuring out how to use the crossbow as a zipline AND remembering to have someone cut the line to prevent any red flag crew from boarding the revenge, figuring out how they can use towels to use said zipline, remembering that the revenge no longer has a wheel and utilizing wee john's strength to secure them a new one while disabling the red flag ship thus greatly increasing their chances of a successful escape. i guess now we know what the hell is going on in towels (it's scheming and plotting)

-jim grabbing archie's hand has they leave the brig

-stede's little hand gesture and "sss" noise he makes to communicate to lucius and black pete they're gonna move forward now even though they're all physically so close it literally would've been quieter if he just whispered his directions to them

-the person at the wheel looking longingly up into the sky. how much do we wanna bet she was thinking about zheng

-"just breathe into it black pe-" WHY ARE THEY SHUSHING MY BOY BUTTONS HE'S RIGHT

-"oy, ya cockeyed -" STOP SILENCING HIM

-"aye look at that, see that black pete -" LET HIM SPEAK

-IZZY PUSHING BUTTONS'S HAND DOWN AS HE'S TELLING BLACK PETE TO OBSERVE ARCHIE'S SHOOTING FORM IS EVERYTHING TO ME

-wee john profusely apologizing to the person he knocked unconscious before knocking them unconscious and then again after stealing their wheel. he is so dear to me

-i genuinely love how buttons wastes NO time in assuming his first mate duties again and directing frenchie and roach to start preparing the ship for sailing. it's just a nice reminder that stede chose him as his first mate for a reason beyond his propensity to attract a motley crew of unique characters - buttons is a genuinely highly skilled, highly competent, and extremely dedicated and hard working sea farer. who may or may not actually be a sea witch that has taken on the form of a humble man

-i actually am very charmed by olu still trying to persuade zheng to spare the lives of his friends while they're making out

-ooooohhhhh the fact that olu had to choose between zheng and jim was such a delightful mini conflict to see him go through. i might wind up making a post about his thoughts and motivations in that moment later on because it's so quick but so profound

-okay 1) the raw emotions in zheng's yell when she sees olu escaping on the revenge literally gave me goosebumps. 2) the look of absolute betrayal on her face in that closing shot gave me even MORE goosebumps. 3) ALWAYS LISTEN TO YOUR SLIGHTLY SUPERNATURAL FIRST MATE Y'ALL THEY ALWAYS KNOW WHAT'S UP

-i can't wait to see how this betrayal plays out in terms of the red flag fleet being an enemy to the revenge, even though we know it's temporary since we've seen Zheng Yi Sao and her fleet fighting alongside ed and stede in the s2 trailer and in the promotional materials for upcoming episodes

-UHHHH STEDE'S HEARTBROKEN FACE AS THEY'RE LEAVING HELLO?????????????????????????????????

-izzy trying to genuinely thank stede is so. Character Arc.

-also archie and jim training/fake sword fighting in the background

-"clarity? you've made your choice" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-ed realizing that he really just hates himself is going to be MY villain origin story

-what the HELL was up with hornigold doing that howl. hated that

-"i'm not loveable" "and you're scared to do anything about it" i swan to john im gonna start chewing on the steel cables that hold up suspension bridges you literally cannot do this to me right now

-hey so fun fact when kate bush's song kicked in i actually desperately wished someone would've given me one of those neat chamomile towels that makes you pass out instantly because :) i am wholly unequipped :) to hear that song :) in the context of this next scene :))))

-seriously if you haven't read the lyrics to that song yet, first contact your local veterinarian's office and schedule and appointment to be put down whenever their next available time is, then look up the lyrics

-stede calling him a nut again i literally

-UGH the CONFLICT you can see on stede's face when deciding whether or not to remove the fabric covering ed's head or not. does he want to remove the fabric so he can say one final goodbye, face to face? or does he want to leave the fabric on so his last image of ed in his memory will be when he's alive and excited at the prospect of running away with stede?

-the fact that stede is literally pulling the wool from over ed's eyes and waking him back up both physically and spiritually(???)

-like ed, who was resigned to his fate and at peace with his choice to sink into the depths and never wake up again, INSTANTLY finds the motivation to live the SECOND stede interacts with him and he starts fighting as hard as he can to return to the surface, and just when he thinks he's not strong enough and he'll succumb to the darkness anyway, a light appears to pull him back from the brink. stede's voice comes through begging ed to wake up, to come back to him, don't die please don't die, he's here now. and ed's face as he's hearing stede talk to him is so full of love and amusement and admiration and then a little confusion as mermaid!stede appears but goes right back into his fully smitten expression and longing gaze and i just. don't know how we were ever expected to recover from this.

-THEY WERE ACTUALLY SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CRAZY TO JUST THROW THE GOD DAMN GENTLEBEARD/BLACKBONNET SEASON 1 BEST MOMENTS MONTAGE AT US LIKE THAT WITH NO WARNING DURING AN ALREADY EXTREMELY EMOTIONALLY TAXING SCENE

-anyway i am both irreparably broken inside and also reborn from this episode. thank you alyssa lane and alex sherman and also i will never forgive you for this

#ofmd #our flag means death #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #ofmd s2 #edward teach #stede bonnet #ofmd s2 spoilers #izzy hands #zheng yi sao