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euryalex · 1 year
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Giveaway gift for @xbaebsae 💖
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twistedroseytoesy · 1 year
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Ace the troublemaker
Ace dun messed up again, the Mc is going to give him a piece of their mind.
Ace cackled as he watched the pink smoke dissipate. “Hahaha! Got ya!”this was the third prank this week, but the first successful one, Unfortunately.
they glared at the triumphant redhead. Thinking though what they could say sing to try and get it through his head that they were sick and tired of his shit. After a minute of silence and the prefects glare not wavering ace started to sweat.
“ya going to sing anything? Come on, let’s hear your pretty voice,” he said teasing tone under his words as he fluttered his eyes at them when he said pretty. Mc then smirked hearing the potion choose the prefect song. They started to sway to the beat, and ace knowing that he wanted to hear said music cast a quick spell to have the music be audible around the person the potion affected.
“You're a troublemaker, you're troublemaker (Huh) you ain't nothin' but a troublemaker, Ace” they started glaring at him as the music started to pick up.
“there is always trouble when you are around The way you cause mischief, got my head spinnin' around After a time or two, I was used to your demands I don't know if I have the strength to understand (ooh)"
"Trouble, troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name (oh-oh) I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain And I wanna know"
"Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa) My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa) I swear you're giving me a heart attack Troublemaker”
They started walking toward him as he backed up the lyrics like a slap to the face. They smirked at his seeming discomfort at the situation he now brought soon himself.
"It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind I see a silhouette every time I close my eyes There must be magic in those fingertips of yours 'Cause I keep comin' back again for more (oh-oh)"
"Trouble, troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name (oh-oh) I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain And I wanna know"
"Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa) My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa) I swear you're giving me a heart attack Troublemaker"
"Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa) My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (you troublemaker) I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa) I swear you're giving me a heart attack Troublemaker"
Ace was sweating no, their words showing how truely pissed they were. He might have really messed up this time.
"Maybe I'm insane 'Cause I keep doing the same damn thing Think one day we gon' change But you know just how to work that back And make me forget its strange What the hell you do, I refuse to remember I'll be gone until forever And you'll show up again next year, yeah"
Ace blanched at the reminder that they will eventually go back home, leaving him and the others behind. It made his heart ache in a way he has never had it before.
They hummed the next part, letting him wallow in the idea of them going home. Then they roughly grabbed his shoulder as they sang the chorus one last time.
"Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa) My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (troublemaker, yeah) I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa) I swear you're giving me a heart attack Troublemaker"
"Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad? (And I can't even explain why) My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (troublemaker) I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa) I swear you're giving me a heart attack Troublemaker"
They then turned and started to leave. leaving Ace stunned and hurting in a way he has never before. Once he snapped out of the daze he rushed after them. He moved in front of them and they glared at him. silently demanding what he wanted.
"l-look ok. I get it I may have been going a bit far. And.... I'm..." he looked like he was in pain trying to apologize. They smirked at him
"say it." They asked leaning toward him with a mocking smile.
"I-I'm....sorry," he said looking away with a hand on his neck.
"come again~?" they practically sneered at him.
"I'm sorry! ok? I've been a real jerk... but we should... uh like, enjoy the time you have here. I know I'm mean but know it's all in good fun. Right?" He rambled. They looked at him, up and down and he bowed his head in shame as their frown deepened. Then they let out a sigh.
"Just shut up. I'm ok with one prank a month, a month! OK? No more or else I'll rat you out to riddle faster than you can say off with your head!" They slapped his shoulder. "Now come on, let's get something to eat... your treat." He wanted to argue but fumbled with his words and shut up when they laughed. He just shook his head and followed behind them arms behind his head.
"Fine whatever. Tell me what you want and I'll totally get it," he said sarcastically. Earning another slap to his shoulder. The two continued to banter as they went, Ace was just glad he didn't wreck the one really good thing he had at this school.
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daenerys-tarrgaryen · 2 months
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Just a little update on some of the (historical) sets I’m working on:
- Alys/Diane parallel set
- Alicent and historical parallels set
- Rhaenys/Victoria parallel set
- My fave historical women + what I love about them
- Alicent/Margaret of Anjou parallels set
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ask-whumptown · 2 years
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hello 4town!! heart hands!!
so happy to see taeyoung and jesse absolutely thrilled with doing heart hands. very sweet <3 love & appreciate all of ur kind gestures, though!
are there any questions you get, be it from 4townies, interviewers, etc. that you hate getting? you don't have to provide any reasons, bc i assume they're not exactly positive, eh?
hope this isn't too personal, love u guys & as always heart hands
star!
"Hey Star." Aaron Z. waves.
"Hi!" Taeyoung is practically glowing, his hands matching your heart hands. Reluctantly, Jesse joins him, making 'help me' eyes at you.
Robaire smiles. "We get pretty lucky with interviews. Lemongrass Records keeps an updated list of the questions we don't want to answer, and they send it in before every interview to make sure we don't get asked anything they don't want us answering."
"Exactly!" Taeyoung says, "Generally speaking though, I'm okay with answering more than those guys are, I only really get uncomfortable if it starts getting romancey, like, please don't ask my ideal type, I don't have one!"
Aaron Z. nods. "Sometimes we get asked questions we're not allowed to answer. Usually by 4*Townies."
"It's a shame too, because it's not like we can even say 'sorry, not allowed to answer that,' we have to be all vague or whatever," Aaron T. adds.
"I'd give you an example, but I'm literally not allowed to." Taeyoung frowns.
A member of the camera crew coughs. Jesse eyes them. "It can get frustrating when we get asked the same questions over and over at every interview, but that's expected."
Robaire agrees, "Or when we get asked wildly unrelated things, like if we're getting interviewed as part of album promotions and they ask about old controversies or other stuff, like when we were promoting Wanna Be With U and all anyone was asking about was why Jesse missed the the first show."
"That was so annoying." Jesse groans, and sinks deeper into the couch, looking much smaller than before.
Taeyoung shrugs. "I don't mind those so much, I think it's important to reflect on stuff like, at least when it's about me, so the 4*Townies can see how much we've grown. Those questions were really annoying though, Jess. That wasn't cool of them."
He shrugs. "It is what it is."
Aaron T. chimes in, "I'm not the biggest fan of getting asked things that aren't directly related to the band."
"Me neither," Jesse agrees, "it's a case by case thing for me, but anything overly personal and I'm out."
"Hey Star, let me know if you need a snack or anything," Taeyoung says suddenly, "we keep them on a table over by the dressing rooms, but it's a bit of a walk, so I'd probably have to show you how to get there."
"Oh! Yes." Robaire nods. "The halls are confusing at the agency, so if you need help finding anything, just ask, and one of us or a staff member will help you out."
"All in all," Aaron Z. says, "as long as a question isn't overly invasive, there'll probably be at least one of us who has something to say."
"It's nice hearing from you." Aaron T. grins.
"Heart hands!" Taeyoung makes them again.
Aaron T. joins. "Heart hands!"
Jesse groans. "It's spreading like the plague."
"You're already infected." Robaire gives him a sympathetic pat on the back.
He frowns. "You're next."
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puppywritesthings · 2 years
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jasmine/daya - “i love you sometimes”
This takes place in the college au/same universe as "don't make what you can't hold up"
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"Sometimes? What do you mean sometimes?" Daya asked, a quick huff following that question.
Jasmine rolled her eyes as she glanced the current cause of her frustration. "Well, I don't love you when you leave mountains of dishes in the sink when there's a perfectly empty dishwasher right there."
"Oh, please. Go on. Keep telling me how much of a shitty housemate I am. I'm begging you."
Don't tell me you're into this, the blonde pondered as she opened the dishwasher, taking care of the piled-on dishes. "I don't love you when I nearly trip over your shoes."
"That sounds like a you problem," The scene girl shot back as she pulled her roommate away from the chores she neglected.
Before Jasmine could protest that it wasn't the right time, she was pulled into a kiss.
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stil-lindigo · 11 months
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mumbattan's one and only pavitr prabhakar!!
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toruslvt · 22 days
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Thinking about overstimulate Gojo Satoru, who keeps whimpering and trashing around saying "Slow down" or "too fast can't take it" which resulting us to tie his hands above his heads FSFSGAHGSHAJAKSJSJ
⋆ mdni. + gn!reader, riding satoru to tears. ‹3
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“stop being so whiney” you huff, struggling to contain the white haired erratic trashing underneath your body, straddling his hips. although you tell him to stop, you don’t really mean it, how could you when Satoru is a sight for sore eyes, all flustered, panting with those pretty puffy lips half open.
another whine comes out of him, looking up at you with pleading eyes, “feels so good, babe, I can’t think straight”
he continues, “slow down a bit, ple— a-ah, oh fuck...!” he cries, back arched and hands shaking, digging into the plush of your thighs, each smack of your ass on this milky thighs brings a sharp inhale of air to Satoru’s lungs, his cock twitching and drooling so much precum into your hole the sound is disgustingly loud.
if Satoru were to be honest, he doesn’t want you to stop, he’s too deep into the pleasure borderline in pain his mouth just splurts whatever words come to his brain, torn into slamming his hips up to fuck your pretty tight hole, or push you away and get a moment to breath and regain a bit of control. with your boyfriend there was no in between of him mercilessly fuckin’ you to tears, or you making him cry instead.
“stay still” you hiss, attempting to push his hands away from your hips, your waist, thighs, wherever his slender fingers found purchase.
yet all your words fall to deaf ears, “baby....! please, no more!” Satoru cries again, toes curling and almost kicking in the bed at the sublime, painful pleasure.
you curse low, considering the current situation was not going anywhere, so you slide back slightly, —continuing to bounce on his cock so hard Satoru’s groans and whines grew louder, blindly reaching for his eye bandages and struggling to wrap them around his wrists, and then to the headboard that rhythmically squealed under your movements.
“k-kinky” he croaks, an attempt of a laugh bubbling in his chest but quickly replaced by a loud moan, head tossed back as your hole sucked another orgasm out of the blue eyed spent cock.
“if you still have energy to joke around then you’re not fucked enough”
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#Yungmeng Jiang training arc AU#I wanted to try out a different paneling style for this one - sorry I'm a day late! (there will still be a post tomorrow to keep on track)#The original 3 panel comic idea was fine but the point of this new schedule was to take time to push myself a bit more.#I was taking a look back through some comic artists I felt inspired by#and I really loved how Lynda Barry fills her gutters with patterns and doodles!#Obviously I'm not going as absolutely wild with it as she does but it was a great exercise!#I truly think the gutters are the most important and most overlooked part of any comic. There's lots going on in that space.#It's the same with timeskips. The implied movement between moments that we don't see changes depending on how wide that gap is#You're here for the funny tags so here's some that ties this time talk together:#I think LWJ was thinking about that second note from day 2 but it took him 7 days of hazing to commit it to paper.#I think he sends it a day later and immediately regrets it. Chasing down the messenger and everything.#You know if something actually happened to his brother he would never ever forgive himself for putting the bad vibes out there.#Third time skip was the hardest because there was so many possible flavours of jokes here. Day 8/9 was a personal favourite.#day 14 was also funny (week by week). I think the debate on 'how long does lwj take to catch feelings' is more or less:#'how long does it take for him to arrive at a particular stage of grief and yearning (and awareness of it all)#This is a symphony. There is an act by act structure. Every day he is fighting to keep his old sensibilities. He is losing so badly.#(I'll be returning to the main comic soon but there is more of this AU to come!)
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cowardlykrow · 2 months
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Stop light shenanigans
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ruporas · 9 months
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the blank ticket in your hand is just waiting to be filled in.
happy birthday vash! (ID in alt text)
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vaguely-concerned · 1 month
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can't believe garak went from 'hope you have fun following my little breadcrumb trail of maybe-truths doctor it builds character ;)' at the beginning of the show to '*sigh* fuck it here's the whole loaf. the entire fucked up bakery of my soul. if you somehow still wanna have sex with me after this you know where I am, yours in infinite longing etc.' in a stitch in time. has anyone ever been so pathetically horrifically enduringly down bad as garak is for julian (laudatory)
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ignitefangs · 3 months
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I owe you my life for giving me this idea
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(forgive me for my sins)
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hiramekiicotl · 3 months
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who's taking the vacay photo in your vacation post of cotl ?
It was lambert of course! they're the only one with a good camera :D !
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oh, after this pic they wanted to take another one with the lamb too! uhh,, there wasnt a thing they could put the camera on, but well,, there was a mirror.
so here's the full family pic :]
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vulturedimension · 1 year
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☕️ what are your fave wwdits headcanons?
hmm i havent thought about this in a while but im just gonna look in my heart and see what feels right
nandor loves watching movies. really any kind. he claims that action movies are his favorite but really he loves romcoms
guillermo made the whole house in the sims. he had his sim marry nandor's. no one can know about this
nadja has somehow figured out tiktok. she loves it. her followers think she's doing a bit. she is not.
laszlo is actually very good at legos and has been rebuilding all of colin's sets
colin robinson is an enigma at this point. cant begin to comprehend his deal
send me ☕️ + a topic and i'll go off
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mxmoth · 1 year
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#24 Letting out their anger in front of them
The trials of the last few weeks seemed at once leagues away while still remaining squarely on her shoulders. Simply staying upright and pressing onward had become a battle of its own, and no matter how much she felt as though she would collapse under the immense weight of it all, there were still things that needed to be done before she could allow herself to crumble. But the road home was not so long and, soon, she would be able to set everything aside for a while and exist in the stillness she had been so desperately searching for.
There were ways into the village without being noticed. Though the most practical entrances were heavily guarded, someone with the proper knowledge and skills could bypass them entirely. Eventually, she would have to deal with the consequences of returning a... what? A war hero? The thought was too surreal for her mind to accept. But if she could put that off for just one night, she was sure she would be able to face the inevitability with grace tomorrow.
Difficult as it had been to find a single piece of solace in the midst of chaos, a plague of misfortune she'd started to think was centered on her, she managed to navigate through the village without anyone noticing her. Up from the beach, away from the most closely packed houses to a single-story home on the southeastern side of the village. Gentle grey smoke curled from the chimney and an orange glow poured from the open windows. There was no feeling, no sense in the world that felt more like home to her.
Dove didn't bother to knock, she just let herself in through the side door and dropped her boots and bag on the floor. By the time she reached the main room, she'd undone the buckles on her armor, the snug steel hanging loose against her back and chest, the padding and tunic beneath starting to finally unstick from her skin. Her movements stilled as an older man sitting by the hearth turned and looked up at her, an expression of wariness shifting swiftly into a smile. It felt like it had been years since she'd last seen him, though it had only been a few months. But the enormity of everything that had happened since drove a sharp wedge in time and made the span seem so much wider.
He didn't say anything, nor did she, he just rose from his chair and closed the distance between them. In a few moments, her armor had been abandoned on the table, and the padding beneath it on the floor. She still felt like her skin was caked in gore and grief, but there would be time to deal with that later; for now, she just wanted the quiet understanding and safety he offered. And when she asked for a few moments alone, he didn't have to ask why or press her to unravel herself in front of him. He just nodded and dropped a kiss to her forehead before letting her vanish into the bedroom.
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Everything was a surprise with the Torrens, which meant nothing was a surprise with them. But he'd expected to see her sooner or later once they'd been called back to the village with news that the war was over. He'd just thought it would take her longer to get there; that she'd come with her friends and make a bit of a show of it. This quiet arrival in the dead of night raised a knot of concern within him, as did the eerie silence that followed the latch of a closed door. He knew her too well and for too long to feel anything other than worry. So he paced outside the bedroom, listening for the slightest sound, and when none came he knew that there had to be a reason for it. Had it not been for that silence, he might have eventually been able to convince himself to give her space. But she'd come here instead of going to her grandmother's house and he couldn't ignore that; nor could he ignore the way his instincts prickled sharper the longer he stood there and waited.
Finally, though his hesitance still sparred against a needle of foreboding, he reached out and tried the handle on the door. It wasn't locked, which was all the answer he needed. He pushed onward into the darkness of the room beyond, and in the moment that he stopped to let his eyes adjust, felt the electric pulse of magic that enveloped the space. It was one mystery solved when he reached out and let his fingers graze the barrier, and another when he popped that bubble and heard the wracking sobs it had concealed.
He didn't need light to guide him, then; his instincts led him to where she'd collapsed a few feet inside the door. She may have tried to reach the bed, or the chair in the corner, but she hadn't made it that far. It didn't matter. He dropped to his knees next to her and gathered her in against his chest, giving her a solid place to lean, if nothing else. The dam might have broken, but her body was still braced against an invisible threat. Drawn up, tense, grasping for anything that might give her a breath of stability.
As she registered his presence, her hands found their way to his shoulders, fingers flexing in an attempt not to gouge her nails into his skin. That didn't matter either. He just pulled her in tighter and forced a ripple of magic across his own skin, a precaution he wouldn't have even bothered with if he hadn't known that she would feel badly about wounding him later.
The brief pain of her nails sinking into his skin was nothing compared to the screams, or the breathless sobs left behind when they ebbed. He was wise enough to know that it wasn't just grief, that the pain fell from many branches. The pain of betrayal, of death, of fear, of a hundred tiny barbs nestled under her skin that continued to draw blood long after the vine that laid them was gone. He heard her rage and her helplessness where they collided and knew there was nothing more he could do than simply cradle her head against his shoulder until she had purged it all.
It was no brief process either. There were lulls, quiet moments when she fought to catch her breath and bleed the tension from her muscles, only to be pulled under again by another riptide of emotion. Over and over. But as long as he was there, he wouldn't let her drown in it. If the only thing he could do was hold on, then he'd do it as long as it took.
There was no way to tell how long it had been when she finally eased back, turning to rest her back against his chest, her head still lulled softly against his shoulder. She'd burned through everything inside herself and, though the pyre might not have been fully extinguished yet, she was too exhausted to do anything more about it. He wiped her cheeks and brushed her hair back from her face, silent and cautious of doing anything that might break the stillness. If this was the place she'd been trying to find, he didn't want to force her out of it; not even to move somewhere more comfortable than the middle of the floor. She would move when she was ready to, and he was comfortable letting her take the lead and tell him what she needed.
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lizethdraws · 5 months
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Imagine Ben messing with a laser pointer and Rook tries to catch the red dot.
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rook is never beating the cat allegations
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