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travlersjoy444 · 1 year

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I love the incorrect quotes for Ralph and Don! Could you do Leo please? Thank you! \(^-^ )

Sure, sorry it took a bit lol

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Leo: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out!

(Y/N): In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way?

Leo: I don't know, surprise me!

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(Y/N): This date is boring!

Leo: This isn't a date. I said I was going on patrol.

(Y/N): Then why did you invite me?

Leo: I didn't, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Leo I'll do whatever I want!

***

(Y/N): Is something burning?

Leo, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

(Y/N): Leo, the toaster is literally on fire.

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(Y/N): Are we fighting or flirting?

Leo: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-

(Y/N): Your point?

***

Leo: *eating a cinnamon roll*

(Y/N): Cannibalism.

Leo: *confused chewing noises*

***

Leo: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

(Y/N): How can you still say that?

Leo: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

***

(Y/N): *makes Leo a cup of tea but puts salt in it*

Leo: *sips tea*

(Y/N):

Leo: *finishes tea*

(Y/N): Didn't it taste bad?

Leo: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.

(Y/N), tearing up: Oh, okay.

***

(Y/N): When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case?

Leo: wHat?

(Y/N): I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved.

Leo: Can we go back to the part when you said "when I get murdered"?

***

(Y/N): Leo just said "I have an appetite for destruction" and then they reached down and untied my shoe.

***

Leo: There’s no “I” in team, but there is one in pizza.

(Y/N): So, you’re not going to share?

Leo: I’m not going to share.

***

Donnie: Why are your tongues purple?

(Y/N): We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Leo: I had a red one.

Donnie: oh.

Donnie:

Donnie: OH.

Mikey:

Mikey: You drank each other's slushies?

***

Leo: I love you.

(Y/N): I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.

*Leo and (Y/N) kiss passionately*

Mikey, to Raph: You owe me 20 dollars.

***

Mikey: H-how do you ask someone out?

Leo: Well, first-

(Y/N): Don't ask them, they asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.

Mikey: ...And you said yes?

***

*playing twister*

Raph: Right hand red.

(Y/N): *ends up on top of Leo*

Leo: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Raph: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

***

*(Y/N) is telling a story*

Leo: Wow, (Y/N), this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Mikey: Romance?

Leo: I have a crush on them.

***

Mikey: Guys, my friend here is bilingual.

(Y/N): Yes.

Mikey: Which means they like both boys and girls.

(Y/N): Ye- wait, what-

Leo: Mikey, that's not what bilingual means-

Mikey: Shhh, it's okay (Y/N). I still love you, man.

(Y/N) & Leo: ...

Mikey: bUT NOT LIKE THAT-

***

Donnie: I know you love them.

Leo: I am not in love with (Y/N)!

Donnie, staring at Leo: I never said who...

Leo: *realizes*

Leo: Shit. Well, anyways-

***

Raph: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Leo's birthday invitations.

(Y/N): Well, what are they supposed to say?

Raph: "Leo's birthday".

(Y/N): So, what do they say instead?

Raph: "Leo’s bi".

(Y/N):

(Y/N): Works out either way.

***

*Leo teaching Mikey to drive and taking (Y/N) along for the ride*

Leo: That's a pothole. To the left!

Mikey: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

(Y/N), sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

Mikey: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Leo, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Mikey: Country Roads.

(Y/N): To the place.

Mikey and (Y/N) in unison: I Belong!

Leo, crying harder: What the fuck?

***

(Y/N): You ever see something that changes your life and you're just like "huh.."

Leo: I saw you.

(Y/N): Honestly that's so cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture of Casey in a turkey costume.

***

Mikey: What’s it like being tall?

Mikey: Is it nice?

Mikey: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

(Y/N): We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Leo: That was one time!

***

(Y/N): It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close.

Leo, blushing: Okay.

Raph: It's fucking summer.

***

Leo: Hi.

Mikey: Hey, did you do what I said? Did you tell them?

Leo: I did.

Mikey: And what did they say?

Leo: “Thank you.”

Mikey: You’re totally welcome. What’d they say?

Leo: They said, “Thank you.” I said “I love you” and (Y/N) said, “Thank you.”

***

Leo: This is bothering me.

(Y/N): Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Leo: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

***

(Y/N): Please, I'm begging you to go to a doctor.

Leo: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

***

Leo, addressing the squad: And if you have any suggestions feel free to put them in the suggestion box.

(Y/N): But – that’s just a trash can?

Leo: It sure is!

***

(Y/N): I learned some very valuable lessons from this.

Leo: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away.

(Y/N): Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

***

Leo: This is such a bad idea.

(Y/N): Then why are you coming along?

Leo: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

***

Leo: The stars are so beautiful...

(Y/N): They're just giant balls of gas.

Leo: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

(Y/N): And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

Leo: Oh…

***

(Y/N): I love you.

Leo, not paying attention: What was that?

(Y/N): I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

***

Leo: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

(Y/N): Peonies, why?

Leo:

(Y/N): Were you going to get me flowers?

Leo:

(Y/N):

Leo: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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allieebobo · 5 months

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Hello, how are you doing?

Hehe aww, thanks so much for asking, sorry I've been super MIA on social media/tumblr recently, but things have been HECTIC!

As I mentioned on CT:OS, work has been absolutely a whirlwind (we presented to a bigwig a couple days ago, and I am so glad that's over). In other news, I'll be going for surgery in 2 days, so—fingers crossed that recovery goes well!

Hope all of you have been doing well too, and recently I realized that CT:OS and Merry Crisis have officially turned 2 years old!

I can't thank you guys enough for sticking around and playing/leaving comments etc. It's been so great to have y'all along for the ride. Honestly, I tear up a little thinking about how amazing this journey has been.

(What do folks think I should do to celebrate?)

#if #asks #ct:os #interactive fiction #college tennis: origin story #merry crisis #milestones!

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ofblackskies · 5 months

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So this blog has hit 1'000 followers recently, and that gives me all sorts of warm fuzzies about all the people I've met along the way. The ones I talk to every day, the ones I've fallen out of touch with or who are no longer a part of the community, and the ones I keep on my dash even though we never speak. This blog is one of my safe spaces and that's primarily because of all the amazing people I keep around. So I figured this was the perfect time to give all y'all a little extra love.

My ride or dies here, my hoes before bros, the loves of my life, these are the people who make every day on here worth it. These are the people I hope I never ever lose contact with - and if I do it's their fault and they deserve to be punished for it tbh.

@devilsanddarlings - Chrissy and I have been friends for 12 years both on and off of tumblr, but more importantly before tumblr and after tumblr. I have no doubt in my mind that we'll be friends until the end of time. I would trust you with my passwords, but I would also trust you with my life, and I do trust you with all my secrets. You've been with me through the epic highs and lows of high school football everything, and if we ever lose touch it'll be because I'm dead. And even then? I'mma haunt your ass. So be ready.

@acourtcfmuses - Alana! You and I are going on 8 years knowing each other, and you're so awesome. You're one of my oldest friends from this hellsite, and the only one who's really active anymore. And when I say active, I mean active. Nobody has more characters than you. I've finally broken 100 and I'm still nowhere near being able to be in the same race! Not only that, but you do so well with all your canons, and your ocs are all so well put together. Thank you for always being around when I need you - even if we are on completely different time lines, you always reply when you can and that means a lot.

@hellgiven - Charli, you're one of the few people that I would follow to any blog they made. I don't care what the fandom is, I don't care who the character is, so long as it's you writing them, I know it will be good and I know that we'll find a fun pairing to write! I tell you things I don't tell hardly anyone, and you let me bitch when I need to but you don't ever take it to heart, and I love that. I love you <3

@snnydcys - Lumi, I know I give most of my attention when it comes to our friendship to Channy, and I know I'm terrible at getting to replies in a timely manner - but Channy deserves the attention, and you never bully me about how slow I can be. You've adapted Sonny into this multi-fandom baddie, and you did it in such an organic way that I could never have imagined could be done with a Disney character. I'm always so impressed by the way you've made her fit everywhere. And I promise I will get to doing other things with your other characters. I promise.

@carp3diems - Bluejayyyyy! First of all, obligatory mention of the soulmates: Cal and Del are everything and I swear any time I go to write a reply for him that isn't for her, he's in my head whinging and asking where she is. The fact that I have an oc who's so obsessed with yours is honestly such a vibe because I too, am obsessed with you. You're a great friend, and you only pressure me to write when I explicitly ask you to - which is exactly what I need sometimes. I'm a sucker for all of our little ships and plots and dynamics, even the ones that we're just getting started, and I adore youuuu.

@unitcd - Fabian, we share a love of Jeremiah and a hatred on Conrad, and them there could be fighting words to a lot of people, but we get along so well! Even without that basis, I think we would have become friends eventually, and I'm really glad we did! Even if I'm terrible and don't reply fast enough.

These are the blogs I follow that either I don't write with much, or just haven't had the chance to get out of that 'new follower' stalking vibe with yet! This is also where I'm sticking those people I just don't talk with much ooc (at least not on a daily basis) but I still love so much! I adore you all, and thank you for making my experience on the dash so awesome, it wouldn't be this good without being able to read your threads

@unbearablyindifferent / @tobeblamed / @seesgood / @klaeus / @salvatoraes / @stanfordprepped / @tvintedspvrk / @fcntasyadvcnturc / @localsalt / @takeflight / @lcvelj / @lcveblossomed / @fuckedprophet / @inspotlight / @gunchamber / @benbraeden / @sunsymbols / @malka-lisitsa / @rhaegore / @stcllla / @shesdaylight / @cruelprincae / @sarcasticsnackpack / @saltzitivo (!!! I would say a lot more about you but you know. We don't do a lot here on tumblr anymore, but Hallie is one of my absolute favorite people on the planet alwaysss, my aussie sister <3)

@thcdarlingboy - Blair isn't active right now, but she will forever be one of my favorite people I've ever met on this hellsite. Every day I hope she comes back to throw her characters at me, and because I think of her on such a frequent basis, she deserved an honorable mention on this list despite the fact that her blog hasn't been active since 2020. Blairbear, if you do pop on at any point in time and see this, I want you to know that I love you and I miss you <3

Now, if you've gotten through all of that and made it all the way down here, you deserve something special. So anyone who reblogs either this post or my promo by this time next week will get entered to win some sort of graphics prize. We can chat about what you want if you win, but the realm of options is anything from base icons, to a promo or blog graphics. I'll be picking two randomly generated people, and one person by hand. The only rules are that you have to be following me (this is a follow forever giveaway, after all), and you have to reblog either this post or my promo. Reblogging this post will gain you two entries, because I really want to give the loves of my life some love and get their names out there a little more! But I know it's long as hell, so no pressure! And good luck! May the odds be ever in your favor.

#[ 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 / promos ]

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pirateprincessblog · 2 years

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Hey loveee can you do a yunho smut if s/o teasing him all day secretly infront of the boys (like during a hang out or something) and then he snapped. Which yunho and s/o left the hang out early cuz he will be giving a ‘punishment’

Tease Me More 》 J. Yunho

𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒀𝒆𝒔/𝑵𝒐

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Jeong Yunho x Female Reader

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: swearing, public sex, teasing, praising, mention of voyeurism, biting kink, degradation, overstimulation, ddlg role-play (mentioned once or twice), squirting, oral (male receiving)

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: smut

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: 3.6k

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Yunho loves bringing you along when he goes out with his friends. He loves your energy, your humour and your personality. It's usually a peaceful ride wherever you go, but today a sixth friend decides to join, forcing you to sit on Yunho's lap for the rest of the ride. Lots of crowded lanes and a delayed arrival, your squirming due to the summer heat and Yunho not getting any release for almost a week mean bad(read: good) news for you.

𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: Y'all know that video of Yunho spinning that CD in the album with his finger? Yeah. Also that video in one of their lives with that deep ass voice? Yeah.

❧ All my works are currently written in second/third person point of view, until I figure out what works best for me. Sorry for the messy POVs in the meantime. You can pick which a POV you want, including first person, while requesting. The reader doesn't have a name or any tags similar to Y/N. Please check my masterlist to see directions for requesting.

❧ Notice a grammar mistake? Wrong choice of a word? Anything that doesn't make sense? Please reach out to me and tell me! English is my 4th language and sometimes my brain literally translates some things, so they don't make sense.

❧ Please do not hold back from leaving reviews. More reviews or reblogs mean more motivation for me and more content for you. That is, if you enjoy my content of course. Thank you for supporting me!

❧ IMPORTANT! My works are purely fictional and do not represent the boys in any way.

❧ 𝐁𝐮𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢?

༻♡༺

You knew Wooyoung and San were funny and loud. What you didn't know was they had this obsession with energy drinks and those mini bottled cocktails. It's a hot sunny day, and you've been in the car for thirty minutes and already had enough. They were already tipsy and a bit too much to handle. The beach was not too far away, but it was Saturday and lots of people were using their day off to cool off in the inviting sea. The AC in the car wasn't properly working, and your bare warm legs touching Yunho's as you sat on his lap only made you want to jump out of the window and crawl to the beach. Hongjoong peacefully drove his brand new Jeep, stopping once in a while at the traffic lights or letting people into the lane.

Your skin was sticking to your boyfriends, and every once in a while, you moved so you can peel yourself off of him. His hands rested on your waist, thumbs gently caressing your skin over the beach dress. He had his nose buried into your hair, enjoying the silky feeling of it and the smell of coconut. Yunho was drained, he had zero energy left from the hard training session the day before. He just wanted to lay on his watermelon floatie and doze off in the middle of the sea.

Yunho was imagining the cold drops of the salty water against his skin, and it was already a big relief. The AC blew warm air into his face, but Yunho was already at the beach. His hands are swinging from the floatie into the cool water, distancing him from the shore and into the peaceful deeper sea. He could taste the salt on his lips. His eyes burned with that weird sensation after diving into the water, and the smell of the sunscreen and the floatie took him back to his childhood. Away from the stage, away from the stares, and away from the judging mirror in the practice room.

Yunho was back in the car when he felt friction between his legs. You squirmed again, desperately trying to find an area that wasn't burning so you can sit. Your dress had climbed up, and your bottom was now clearly rubbing against him. Intentional or not, Yunho needed you to stop.

"Love-"

"I'm uncomfortable." You whine, squirming again.

"We'll be there soon." He sighs, then places his hands on your hips to prevent you from moving.

"But Yunho-"

Yunho then pulls a lock of your hair, then places his lips next to your ear. You almost moan at the sensation of your hair getting pulled, but he stops you by putting his hand over your mouth.

"Be good."

And two words were enough to make you calm down. The dominant energy Yunho kept emitting even in non-sexual situations made you feel... sexual.

Yunho let go of your face, then placed his hand at your lower stomach. He applied pressure every once in a while, giving it gentle massages in hopes to keep you patient. It wasn't the beach you were impatient about. It was Yunho. His scent was suddenly all over you, and his skin against yours now felt pleasing. Oh, how hot he was. He wore his black swimming shorts, a dark blue summer shirt, sunglasses, and your favorite, rings. His hair was messy and sweaty at his forehead, making him look additionally hot and fucked out. You want him. You want him so bad.

Your hand innocently lays on his thigh, giving it gentle squeezes. It then reaches behind your back in an attempt to fix the beach dress. Instead of that, you end up brushing your hand against him. You almost smile and sigh with satisfaction. He was ready. You just needed to get a hold of him. Your bottom rubbed up and down his clothed shaft, and you could feel his breathing slow down on your neck. His fingers teasingly rub the area just above your briefs. You're already deep in, but he will join you soon.

His fingers dip under the dress, his hot skin and cool rings finally touching you like you want to. He traces the area around your clit. Each circle is painfully slow, so slow that you want to cry out of pleasure. His fingers finally press on your clit, making your head fall back against his shoulder.

"Head up." He orders.

San was full of energy that needed to be unleashed, and both you and Yunho were thankful for that right now. He was enthusiastic about a game he had bought on Steam, and the rest of the group was carefully listening, leaving Yunho to do his little dirty job.

You bring your head back up, only to let it fall to the front. The pleasure felt so intense, you couldn't help yourself. You were already falling apart in his arms. Yunho wasn't having it with your disobedience. He pulls your hair again, making you whimper and look in front of you. San glances at your face, and Yunho pulls his hand back and pretends to sleep. Once San made sure you're okay, he goes on to talk about the amazing discount and why everyone should get that game. You're even starting to get invested into the conversation, until your boyfriend's hand reaches into your briefs again.

His fingers are spreading your lips apart, while his middle finger is giving maximum attention to your clit. The pace is driving you crazy. It's slow, gentle, and Yunho was surely going to do this for at least another thirty minutes. The beach was so far away now, even though you could see the sea over all of the lanes and cars.

Your hands are gripping his thighs, and you close your eyes in an attempt to focus on the upcoming orgasm. You're not proud of yourself, but you'll gladly take two right now. He pulls your hair again, this time leaving his hand in it and making your head turn towards the mirror at the front. His sunglasses are now resting on top of his head, and his eyes are piercing into yours through the mirror. You feel very hot, not just because of the weather. Yunho pulls his hand away, only to spread your legs a little more and pull your panties aside. He dips his fingers down, just to see how wet you are.

"Oh, you poor thing. You need a cock."

"Shut up," you warn, looking over at the boys to see if they're really that oblivious to what's happening.

"I know you get off to my dirty talk, don't try pretending it bothers you."

"I do, but now is not the time to—"

He inserts his fingers into you, thumb resting at your clit and rubbing it. You want to scream and cry from pleasure, but all you can do is rest your head on his chest and pretend to look through the window while you quietly moan in his ear.

"Keep your mouth shut if you want to cum."

You whimper as a response. That's all you're able to do right now anyway. His fingers curl inside of you, then slowly start moving in and out. Your dress is covering your bottom and his hand, so if any of them look over, Yunho can just pretend to caress your thighs and or stomach. He thought this through.

You feel him shuffle underneath you, his hand doing something in the back. He lifts you up for a moment, only to let you sink down on his cock.

"Oh—"

"Silence," he warns, grabbing your face and pressing his lips on yours.

He lets the dress fall over both of you, but doesn't remove his hand. He's toying with your clit, rubbing it up and down, then in circles, not once speeding up the pace. Your breathing is becoming difficult, and your heart is beating fast. Adrenaline is washing over your body, making you even hope that one of them is watching. It would be incredibly hot to watch someone get off to the sight of you and Yunho fucking and kissing. You pull away and bite down on your lip to hold back noises. Big mistake.

"Fuck, baby. You in a mood for biting?" Yunho puts his finger in front of your mouth, waiting for you to open up for him. You part your lips, gently taking in his finger between your teeth and biting down. "Good girl."

You only manage to look up into his eyes in the way you know will drive him crazy. Your big eyes and slightly scrunched eyebrows with a gentle pout that screams fuck me.

"You'll be the end of me," he whispers, then inserts another finger in your mouth.

Yunho doesn't move his cock. Instead, he just lets you sit there and occasionally gives your clit a few rubs. The intense eye contact is too much for you to handle. You remove his fingers from your mouth, then dive into his lips. The man doesn't mind at all. He cups your cheek, bringing your face and body closer to him. Yunho isn't really a rough kisser. He likes it gentle and deep. His tongue is passionately caressing yours, and he hates to admit it, but he could orgasm just from kissing and watching that fucked face of ours. He sucks your bottom lip, the the top one, then gently bites it.

"I fucking adore your lips," he whispers into your mouth. "So fucking sweet."

When Yunho starts swearing, you know he wants it bad. He pulls away, cupping your jaw with his hand and makes you look up at him once again. You're all red and puffy, lips plump and glistening because of him. He chuckles, then caresses your cheek with his ringed fingers to soothe it.

"You're gonna have to finish what you started, love."

"I didn't start anything," you act dumb and innocent.

"As if I don't know that my pretty girl is also a big tease. You always tease when you're not supposed to, and we both know where that brings you. Acting all confident and brave, but the moment you're alone with me, you turn into the biggest needy slut anyone has ever seen."

You lower your head to hide your smirk. It will only make your grave deeper. But Yunho isn't having it today. He yanks your hair again, this time keeping his hand there.

"I'm going to fuck you so good you'll forget where we are going."

This time you fail to hide your smile. He raises his eyebrow and laughs in disbelief.

"I forgot just how smart you are. You know what's coming, and you enjoy it, don't you?"

"Of course I do," you reply, then get closer so you can deliver your final teasing move: your tongue peeks out to lick his still red lips.

The car stops, and Hongjoong announces they have arrived. Yunho presses your head against his chest, then tells you to close your eyes. You can hear everyone exiting the car, but Yunho isn't moving.

"Yunho, let's go."

"You go, I'll have to wake her up first. You know how cranky she gets when she wakes up."

"Here are the keys then. If I don't find my car here when we get back, just know that for a short man, I have a lot of anger in me."

"I know that."

"Dickhead."

"Fuck off."

The doors are slammed shut, and Yunho still isn't moving. He's probably waiting for them to reach a certain distance before he can slam you down on his cock and make you beg for it. Just before you open your mouth to ask if they're gone, Yunho throws you on the seats so your ass is up. You moan at the sweet pain and the thoughts of what's coming next.

"You love being a toy, don't you? You love being thrown around, fucked like there's no tomorrow and degraded like a dirty whore?"

You don't answer. Yunho then pulls your hair one more time, enough so he is able to look into your eyes from that position. One thing Yunho absolutely adores is how quickly you turn vulnerable. He could do anything he wants to you, but he doesn't have much time. He'll have to settle for a quick fuck, maybe eating you out as a form of punishment for your behaviour. You can't stand overstimulation, and he knows that very well. He gladly uses that when you misbehave.

He yanks your briefs down to your knees, then flips your dress so that he can see what mess you made. He is satisfied with the amount of arousal there is between your legs. More than enough for him to slide in with no difficulty and giving you the best orgasm you ever had. Yunho then goes back to looking into your eyes. You notice how dark they've gotten due to his expanded pupils. He then places his hand on your neck, still keeping your head thrown back so he can look at you.

"I'm going to fuck you now." He announces, and you don't get a chance to answer. He slides in with force, hips colliding with your ass so harsh it echoes in the car.

"Fuck—" you yelp, hands reaching towards anything for support. You settle for holding onto the door.

He pulls out slowly, then forcefully goes in again. His stare is as hot as the air in the car. He looks absolutely delicious, and you want a taste of him as soon as possible. Your body is trembling from pleasure, but you still want more of him. You want all of him.

"Yunho—" you moan out, eyes rolling back each time he snaps his hips into yours.

"You wanted it. Now take it."

His other hand is holding onto your ass, every now and then delivering a spank. You're lucky you don't have to do anything. Otherwise you'd be zero help. You let loud and needy moans shamelessly travel to his ears, and you aren't even aware of just how risky the location for having sex is. Anyone could walk by and see you getting pounded by this incredibly skilled and handsome man.

"This is the last time you pull something like this in front of my friends, understood?"

When you moan instead of replying, Yunho spanks your ass again. You jolt to the front to get away from any more, but quickly go back to press your cheeks to his hips.

"Understood?"

"No promises," you choke out.

His hips stop, and you know you fucked up. Knowing him, he could just leave you like this and go to the beach like nothing happened. But Yunho is having too much fun to let go so soon. You see him lick his lips in an attempt to stop himself from smirking. Outside of all the dirty talk, he loves it when you're confident. He loves it when you're bratty. It means he can use you however he wants to as a form of punishment, and both of you will enjoy it. In conclusion, Yunho loves everything you do. From all the innocent lip bites to the fuck me gaze you like to give him while you're in public.

His tongue presses into the inside of his cheek. He takes a few moments to decide what to do with you. He could just bend you over outside on Hongjoong's freshly cleaned Jeep and fuck you so good you don't even need anything other than water and him. Yunho has time for that. For now, he decides to flip you over on your back and lift your leg over his shoulder. You're already spread out and ready for him.

"The only good thing you did today. Good girl."

You melt at his praise, hands reaching towards him and pulling him into a kiss. You feel his hot tip rubbing at your folds, but not yet entering. His tongue his carefully giving attention to your lips, tongue, neck, collarbones, until he reaches your breasts. He pinches your nipple. Once, then twice. He loves how your body responds to him. You're a trembling mess, and he isn't even inside you.

You whine, hands now reaching towards your folds to spread them open.

"You know the magic words, love."

"Daddy please."

"That's my girl."

And just like that, Yunho is thrusting into you with ease. Both of you are a sweaty mess, but neither of you let go of the other. Bodies and lips pressed together, Yunho enjoyed every single second in the car. His hands are holding onto your waist, occasionally slamming your body into his hips. You're a moaning mess, fingers grabbing at the fogged window behind you and hair sticking to your red face.

"Fuck, right there—" you moan out when he lifts your lower body from the seats and gains access to more area inside you. "You keep doing that and I'm going to squirt all over you and your friends car."

He chuckles at your warning. "Don't you worry about that. Just tell me when you're close."

It takes a few more hipthrusts and clit rubs to send you close to the edge. Fear is slowly starting to form inside you. You really don't want to ruin Hongjoong's car. He worked hard for it and was proudly showing it off.

"Yunho—"

"You close, love?"

"Yes, fuck yes."

The man looks through the windows, and once he makes sure nobody is around, he picks you up and turns you around so that your back is facing him. He opens the door, then sits on the edge of the seats with you on his lap. His cock is still deep inside you, hips not once stopping the movements. His fingers reach to your clit, now rubbing it faster and harder than before.

"Feel good?"

You aren't even moaning anymore. You're just a groaning and a whimpering mess. You're right there at the edge. Just takes a drop to spill the water from the glass. You throw your head back on his shoulder, fingers tangling into his hair and pulling it as you feel your body fall apart. The pleasure washes over your body and hits your lower stomach harsh. You're shaking, body still processing the intense orgasm. You feel liquid pour over your legs, and you hope nothing got inside. Yunho doesn't stop his movements. He's still rubbing you, overstimulating you so bad you want to cry.

"Stop, please," you beg.

"Do you really mean that?" He groans into your ear.

"No," you admit.

His hand is wet with your liquid and arousal, and he's gladly using it as a lube. Yunho is getting close. You know that because his dirty talk has come to a stop and his teeth are sinking into your shoulder.

"Fuck, baby— so pretty and tight for me—" He chokes out the last bits of his dirty talk.

You're at cloud nine, feeling more sweet pain than pleasure at this point.

"I'm cumming, where do—"

You get up, his cock slipping out of you. You drop on your knees, stick your tongue out and cup his base. He's mercilessly working on his shaft, not changing the rhythm. His chest is quickly rising and falling, and his sighs and groans are turning into true moans. You push his hands away, then take him in your mouth.

You swirl your tongue around his tip, then suck harshly on it. He almost loses his mind. He has to hold onto the seats and your head for support. Your hands are massaging the rest of his cock you can't fit, and just after a few moments, Yunho falls apart in your hands.

"Fuuuck," he moans out, hips unconsciously thrusting upwards to ride out his orgasm.

You swallow the liquid slowly, biting back a grimace at the taste. You don't want to ruin the moment. Besides, he was so good to you. Why not treat him?

He brings his head down, eyes looking deep into yours once again.

"You're doing this again, aren't you?"

"Of course I am, daddy."

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Arbiter Corps AU Incorrect Quotes Part 1

Valkyrie: Would you take a bullet for me? Skulduggery: ...yes? *Nefarian angrily burst into the room* Valkyrie: *running away* Great, thanks!

Nefarian: Don’t preach to me about romance, Valkyrie. I had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

Omen: If Nefarian and I were drowning, who would you save? Skulduggery: You two can’t swim? Omen: It’s a hypothetical question, Skulduggery! Who would you save? Skulduggery: My time and effort.

Omen, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?! Valkyrie, standing in front of Omen: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen* Omen, crying: Please...stop...

Valkyrie: There are three ways to handle a difficult situation. The right way, the wrong way, and the Skulduggery way. Omen: Isn't that the wrong way? Nefarian: Yes, but it's faster.

Valkyrie: Hey, it’s your turn to wash the dishes. Nefarian: I’ll wash the walls red with your blood. Valkyrie: Okay, but before that, wash the dishes. Also, use soap this time.

*the Squad cleaning up* Valkyrie: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away. Nefarian, to Skulduggery: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

Nefarian: You need to be more careful! Valkyrie, who was dragged into Nefarian's issue: Careful? CAREFUL?! I'LL CAREFULLY WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT-

Nefarian: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude. Also I'm magic.

*Valkyrie teaching Nefarian to drive and taking Omen along for the ride* Valkyrie: That's a pothole. To the left! Nefarian: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole* Omen, sticking his face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth. Nefarian: I don't think that's how the song goes. Valkyrie, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home. Nefarian: Country Roads. Omen: To the place. Nefarian and Omen in unison: I Belong! Valkyrie, crying harder: What the fuck?

Nefarian: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s always shouting “what the fuck? that’s illegal!” and “you can’t do that!”. Like, c'mon, let me talk!

Valkyrie: Stop setting things on fire because you're curious about what will happen. What will happen is fire. Nefarian: But what if something else happens just this one time

Nefarian, admiring a sleeping Skulduggery: You’re so cute. Skulduggery, sleepily: I could beat your ass. Nefarian, lovingly: I know.

Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation Omen: How do you eat pickles? Valkyrie: What do you mean? Omen: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. Valkyrie: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. Omen: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. Valkyrie: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. Omen: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. Valkyrie: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing. Omen: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. Valkyrie: Nods in agreement Nefarian: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! Omen: Jeez, okay. Valkyrie: Quit yelling at us already.

Nefarian: What has the galaxy ever done for you?! Why would you wanna save it?! Valkyrie: Cause I’m one of the idiots who lives in it!

Skulduggery: Get on my level! Nefarian: Unfortunately, to "get on your level" I'd need a boat trip to the Mariana Trench and a pair of cinderblock shoes.

Nefarian, Skulduggery & Omen: *screaming* Valkyrie: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Omen?! Nefarian: Wait, why are you asking Omen that when Skulduggery and I are also here? Valkyrie: Because Omen wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance. Normally at each other.

All of them as a child: I can’t wait to grow up and have cool adventures! AOT now: I can’t wait to go to bed.

#skulduggery pleasant #valkyrie cain #nefarian serpine #omen darkly #hehehehe #Arbiter Corps AU

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bluutunes · 3 months

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Global Strike Posting day 8!

With the strike coming to a close, I'll leave you all with two quick things to remember going forward.

1.) Just because the strike is ending does not mean everything is fixed. Palestine is not a trend. People are still starving, freezing, and being bombed. The genocide is still happening. And there is something we can do about it. So keep talking about Palestine. Keep reposting, sharing, protesting, boycotting, writing, and calling. Ask yourself what you can do during your everyday life, what changes you can make that would help. It doesn't have to be a lot. But making a collective impact relies on persistence, on consistent group effort, so pick something you know you can do for a while, then stick with it. For me, that's calling my representatives, boycotting, and sharing information online. Those are all pretty simple, and I've gone over how to do some of that stuff already in previous posts if you're interested. But find out what works for you, and keep at it. Consistency is key.

2.) Stay informed. If I've inspired you to do anything for the past 8 days, I hope it's this. I've said it before, but all the information I've been getting is stuff I've found out by doing a search and using my best judgement on what sources to read. The internet is huge, and there's a lot of information readily available to us in a way that it hasn't been before- don't be afraid to use that! Of course, exercise caution- there's a lot more fake news floating around out there too, but don't let that stop you from digging more into a topic! The struggles happening in Palestine span over the last 75 years, and having all the information you can on a subject is never a bad thing. I myself have to do more research- there are still some spots in my historical understanding that are missing. But that's my next step. It's up to you what you want to look into, be it history, culture, or current events(I highly suggest that last one). Just learn something, and use that knowledge to make more informed decisions.

Thanks for coming along on the ride. I hope it was informative, and that along the way you were inspired to take action. Take care y'all. I'll see you all around sometime again soon.

And remember-

FREE PALESTINE!

Links-

BDS movement- boycotting companies profiting from the genocide.

Palestine Diaspora Movement- Palestine 101(History and context for current events)

Aljazeera- Breakdown of historical events in Palestine(Balfour declaration to present)

Aljazeera- Current statistics of death count and damages done in Palestine(maps, charts, infographics, etc)

#from the river to the sea palestine will be free #free palestine #ceasefire now #daily reminder to call your reps #and to keep calling them!

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belphieslilcow · 2 years

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🔞 Random Nsft Drabbles - Sub!Older Bros

gn reader for all, hope y'all enjoy hehe

Lucifer (use of master, spanking)

You ran the end of the riding crop along the reddening welts on Lucifer’s pert ass, reveling in how you could see how he tensed up when you went over a particularly sensitive area.

“Mmm, you really like this, don’t you Luci? For how much everyone talks about you being a sadist, no one would expect you to be this much of a slut for pain, hm?”

You whipped your hand back and then smacked, the leather crop hit its mark close to his inner thigh, right by his aching, swollen balls. Lucifer couldn’t contain the loud moan that got out of him, his grip on the sheets turning his knuckles white.

“...Lucifer? You know your manners, don’t you? Or do you need a lesson in how to thank your Master for being so nice and giving you what you want?”

“Th-thank you, Master… ”

You twisted your head over to his and smiled when you saw a dribble of droll come out of his perfect, puffy lips. The stickiness of his sweat on his forehead made some of his gray hairs stick to him, perfectly framing where his diamond mark would be in his demon form.

Even in a fucked out state, Lucifer was still the epitome of beauty.

You reeled your wrist back for another strike with a sadistic grin. “Good boy, Lucifer.”

Mammon (reader has a dick, calls mams 'pup', sex toys)

“Ahhhghhh… please please fuck me more!! Don’t leeeeave!!”

You glanced back at the bed, Mammon had a beautiful fucked out expression on his face as he laid nude on the bed, your cum dripping out his well used hole. He was still rock hard and humping the air, even despite the fact that you already went three rounds with him.

“I’m not leaving, pup, just getting a special treat out of the bag I brought… Now let's see…”

Mammon whined as you rifled through your bag, finally grabbing out a vibrating wand.

You went back to the bed and showed it to the demon. “I made sure to charge it fully the other day so that way your pretty cock could get allll the attention it deserves with no interruptions~”

You placed a kiss on his leaking tip before turning on the vibe and pressing it right on the head.

“YES!!! OH F- FUUUCK YESS!!!”

He closed his eyes and moaned as he wiggled on the bed at your ministrations with the wand. There’s no way Mammon would be able to walk to class tomorrow after you were done with him here tonight.

Levi (he's got a long snake tongue, eats out your unspecified hole (lol))

Levi furrowed his brows as he licked around your hole with his long, serpentine tongue. His saliva was much slicker and wet than any normal humans, or demons for that matter, and made a great substitute for lube when needed.

“You’re doing such a good job, Levi…” You ran your hand through his soft, indigo hair.

Levi’s face flushed as he worked harder to please you, inserting the tip of his tongue and quickly going further in, he was always so eager to please after being praised.

“Mhmm… yeahh… just like that….”

Feeling bold with your noises, he suddenly pushed his entire length into your hole, making your loud moans echo across his tiled room. He thrusted the wet appendage in and out, his excess drool slipping out of his mouth and onto the floor.

“Levi I’m gonna… don’t stop… HAAAAHHH!!”

He slowly slipped his tongue out, flushed and panting as he watched you come down from your high.

“S-so… was that good?”

#obey me smut #sub obey me #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #ahhh nothing like posting nsft stuff at 6 in the morning

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galaxywing-has-adhd · 25 days

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avastor family 3

*Alastor teaching Wendi to drive and taking Hunter along for the ride*

Alastor: That's a pothole. To the left!

Wendi: Take it back now y'all

*Drives into pothole*

Hunter, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

Wendi: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Alastor, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Wendi: Country Roads.

Hunter: To the place.

Wendi and Hunter in unison: I Belong!

Alastor, crying harder: What the fuck?

Ava: What do you do when someone offers you drugs?

Wendi: Take them!

Artemis: Punch them in the neck!

Hunter: Say thank you!

Alastor: Offer them more drugs to assert dominance!

Ava: …

Ava: No.

Wendi: Where's Dad?

Artemis: Don't worry, I'll find him.

Artemis, shouting: Mom sucks!

Alastor, distantly: Ava is the best person ever! Fuck you!

Artemis: Found him.

Wendi: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I’ve ever done.

Hunter: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.

Wendi: They're not.

Hunter: Haha, very funny.

Wendi: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?

Hunter: No... what happened?

Wendi: ...Why would you fall for this again-

Hunter: Okay. Hypothetically speaking, how mad would you be if I burned a hot pocket so badly it could probably fall off a ten-story building and be completely fine?

Ava: son, what did you do?

Hunter: Take a guess.

Wendi, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

#alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel #incorrect quotes #oc #incorrect hazbin hotel quotes

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fortune-maiden · 3 months

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For the "do you ship it" thing: fenglian, beefleaf, Any of the three tumors ships (with each other), and quanyin

Oh wow that's a lot of ships :D

Thank you!

(Fenglian here, and the rest under a cut)

Ship It

What made you ship it?

Bodyguard + Prince

I don't need any other reason!

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

All the little ways Feng Xin is just really devoted to Xie Lian past and present. The way he forgives the debt, the way Nan Feng is always the one who sticks close to XL and hates to leave. The constant worry FX shows during Season 2.

Feng Xin is just so good T_T

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I like it onesided & unrequited xD

Beefleaf

Ah well, everyone gets crucified for something

Don’t Ship It

Why don’t you ship it?

It's complicated.

2. What would have made you like it?

Mm... maybe if there was more content exploring the darker, messed up aspects of it. And less death eater swd/leather pants hx treatment

(really showing my age here lol)

3. Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

I do sometimes read beefleaf fics and have a couple of faves, and I do like some aspects of the friendship.

I just don't like the ship and I don't see that changing anytime soon.

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Three Tumors

I kinda wish you'd have said which one specifically because leaving it to "Any of" gives me a lot to talk about xD

Friendship - I ADORE THEM AND ALL CONFIGURATIONS!

Romantic - No to the ot3; not really for PeiShui (friendship all the way!); Well Enough for PM/LW, HI CAN I INTRODUCE YOU TO MY OTP LING WEN/SHI WUDU :D

it's co-otp with Peixuan. Yes really

Ship It

What made you ship it?

LOOK AT THEM! Two extremely shady people who would let the world burn but just get along really well! We only really get LW+PM and PM+SWD in the actual novel so the LW+SWD dynamic can only really be inferred but I'm inferring partners-in-crime and LW being the only person SWD will tone down the venom for.

Also the crumbs we get about them in the revised version were the final nail in the coffin. I want moooooore

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

*gestures to the above* I just think the two of them are so wonderfully shady together, but also can see each other's best qualities. I see SWD as a second love for LW - he can never replace Bai Jing, but he's also not pushing her on it. And SWD is extremely grateful for her help with the fate swap that he has decided that he is ride or die for this woman (I have a lot of headcanons regarding LW's motivations there haha)

I just see them at two people who would be very open with each other, and LW as the one person who could tame the water tyrant

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Y'ALL ARE SLEEPING ON THEM!

(But also I love them and I think they would bring out the worst in each other)

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Quanyin

...Sorry this is another one I don't ship

Don’t Ship It

Why don’t you ship it?

I just think the existing platonic dynamic is interesting enough and don't see the romance

2. What would have made you like it?

Shipping in general probably. Even for all of the above ships I'd still take a well written platonic story over romance any day.

3. Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

I like the characters individually and the tragedy of their fallout.... sorry, I just really don't have much to say about this one

#so many ships! phew!#thank you Anon! :D

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helena-and-helena-meta · 6 months

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incorrect twst quotes 3!

Trein: "Jackie, you have to apologize to Vil."

Jackie: "Fine"

*Jackie turns to face Vil*

Jackie: "Unfuck you or whatever."

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Grim: "In my defense, I was left unsupervised."

Riddle: "Wasn't Jackie with you?"

Jackie: "In my defense, I was also left unsupervised."

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Crowley: "Have none of you heard what I just said?!"

Jackie: "I've been zoned out for the past two hours."

Ace: "I got distracted."

Grim: "Ignoring you was a conscious decision."

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Jackie: "Do you want to be the sun in my life?"

Rollo: "Yes."

Jackie: "Good, then stay 92,935,700 miles away from me."

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Rollo: "I could kill you if I wanted."

Jackie: "Yeah? So could any other human being, a dog, or a extremely dedicated duck. You aren't special, baguette boy."

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Jackie to Rollo: "I don’t know how you have your foot in your mouth, your head up your ass, and your nose in my business. But here we are, you fucking wizard."

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Grim to a random upperclassmen: "Fight me!"

Jackie, standing behind Grim with a knife: "Do not."

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*Crowley teaching Jackie to drive and taking Grim along for the ride*

Crowley: "That's a pothole. To the left!"

Jackie: "Take it back now y'all!" *Drives into pothole*

Grim, sticking his face into the front over the center console: "Cha Cha real smooth."

Jackie: "I don't think that's how the song goes."

Crowley, crying and gripping the handle: "Please just take me home."

Jackie: "Country Roads."

Grim: "To the place."

Jackie and Grim in unison: "I Belong!"

Crowley, crying harder: "What the fuck?"

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Jackie: "I have so much energy, I want to run a marathon or commit a crime... which should I do?"

Trein: "Please don’t get arrested."

Jackie: "No promises!" ;3

Lilia: "Why not both? Get creative!"

Jackie: "Wonderful suggestion, thank you."

Trein: "Please don’t encourage them, Lilia."

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#twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #twst trein #twst rollo #twst crowley #twst ace #twst vil #twst riddle #twst grim #twst oc

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muppetable · 1 year

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almost forgot incorrect quotes day!!

thomas: what do we do when we’re offered drugs?

janus: take them

roman: punch the person in the neck!

virgil: say thank you

remus: offer more drugs to assert dominance

*patton teaching remus to drive and taking roman along for the ride*

patton: That's a pothole. To the left!

remus: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

roman, sticking his face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

remus: I don't think that's how the song goes.

patton, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

remus: To the place.

roman and remus in unison: I Belong!

patton, crying harder: What the FUck?

logan: wow, they look like a real handful. how do you deal with them all?

*roman crying, remus trying to set a sleeping janus on fire, virgil choking on air*

patton: i don’t know either

roman: when’s the last time you slept?

virgil: uhh a few days ago i think

roman: a few- how many?!

virgil: *starts counting on fingers* i need more fingers

roman: what you nEED is sleep!!

janus: when i was your age-

virgil, mocking him: wHeN i WaS yOur HeIgHt-

*logan recording whilst janus and roman are arguing*

roman: HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP!! HER SISTER WAS A WITCH, RIGHT? AND WHAT WAS HER SISTER? A PRINCESS! THE WICKED WITCH OF THE EAST, BRO!

logan: *wheezes like a tea kettle*

janus, pulling out a knife: I'm gonna stab him

roman: YOU'RE GONNA LOOK AT ME AND YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME THAT I'M WRONG? AM I WRONG?

janus: It's my favorite movi-

roman: SHE WORE A CROWN AND SHE CAME DOWN IN A BUBBLE, NATHAN!

janus: I'm not fighting with you, I'm not fighting with y-

roman: GROW UP, BRO. GROW UP!

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #ts sides #sanders sides incorrect quotes

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ronance4everbrainrot · 2 years

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Stranger Things incorrect quote generator (feat. The Wheelers, The Boys + Robin, and Ronance Duo)

Pt 15

The Wheelers

Mike: I’m scared that when you become rich and famous you’ll be embarrassed by me.

Holly: Oh Mike, I’m already embarrassed by you.

(this honestly doesn't make any sense, but it also seems very accurate)

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Holly: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*

Ted: *standing on the roof* Bless you.

Holly: God?!

(I'm surprised he's on the roof)

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Holly: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

(Evil little thing)

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Nancy, to Holly: If you see Mike, give them this message *makes a neutral face*

Nancy: They'll know what it means.

*later*

Holly: oh, and Nancy said to give you a message.

Holly: *makes a neutral face*

Mike: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.

(Mike was probably being sarcastic)

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Karen: What the fuck is wrong with you??

Ted: What? No good morning?

Karen: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??

(you see, I think if they switched it would still be accurate or maybe more)

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Karen: Without ugly, there would be no beauty in this world.

Nancy: Thank you for your sacrifice, Mike.

(Pffft- Yes, thank you Mike 🙏 no but Fr now. He's beautiful)

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Ted: Remember what I told you.

Karen: Don’t be a cunt.

(He's just sitting there with his newspaper and hears Karen leave for smth important and just says that to her while she leaves. Or she's meeting his family...I can't decide if he actually would say that or not)

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Nancy: Mike gave me a get better soon card.

Karen: That's sweet!

Nancy: I wasn't sick, they just think I can do better.

(well you can start with dating Robin, also kinda the only thing you could do better, because you're perfect 🥺)

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Mike, excitedly: Heeyy!!

Karen: Hey, someone's excited.

Ted, deadpan: Yeah, and it's making me sick.

(Mike after the first kiss with Will probably. Also Ted and Karen's reaction in this is canon)

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Karen: Holly, what are you doing?

Holly: *shaking a cat shaped piggy bank* I’m just trying to figure out how much change I have inside.

Karen: You could always take it out and count it.

Holly: Where’s the fun in that?

(I used to shake it just so I can hear it and then take it out to count)

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Karen: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Nancy, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Holly, whispering: Because I have little hands.

Nancy: Because they have little hands.

(I love the fics when Nancy is sweet to Holly 🥺 this is adorable)

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Holly: Ted doesn’t look very happy.

Nancy: That's their happy. They're just a bitch.

(Gasp 😶 how dare you curse infront of Holly 😑 also he doesn't show any emotions besides uninteressed and annoyed)

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Karen: I think Nancy is in trouble.

Mike: Alright. Struggling to give a fuck, if I’m honest.

(Mike, always the best brother)

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Holly: Oooh, a train!

Ted: We’re in a train station, Holly.

(Just let her be amazed, don't take the fun away 😪)

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*Ted teaching Mike to drive and taking Karen along for the ride*

Ted: That's a pothole. To the left!

Mike: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

Karen, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

Mike: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Ted, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Mike: Country Roads.

Karen: To the place.

Mike and Karen in unison: I Belong!

Ted, crying harder: What the fuck?

(Omg, he is showing another emotion 😱 dispear ✨ also Karen would definitely be there and trying to join Mike's singing, just to be near him and vibe with him lol)

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Mike, dramatically: They called me a fool.

Ted, sick of Mike's shit: They weren’t wrong.

(You're the fool here, Ted 🙄)

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Karen: When I first met you, I did not like you.

Ted: I'm aware of that.

Karen: But then you and I had some time together.

Ted: Uh-huh?

Karen: It did not get better.

(lol)

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Mike: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.

Nancy: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

(mhm, she'd still look gorgeous ✨)

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Karen: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.

(Honestly, that's probably canon)

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Karen: Are you listening to me?

Ted: *nods*

Karen: What did I just say?

Ted: *nods*

Karen: ...

(Happens everyday)

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Karen: Who hurt you?

Mike: *snorting* What, do you want a list?

Karen: ...Yes, actually.

(No one's hurting her babies on her watch or off her watch 😑)

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Holly: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Karen: Cannibalism.

Holly: *confused chewing noises*

("Mom, it's snowing!" 🥺 so precious)

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Mike: Everybody shut up, I'm thinking.

Nancy, patting them on the back: Well, don’t think too hard. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.

(Nancy is such a good sister 🥺 being worried for Mike 🤧)

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Ted: Are you laughing at that video of Nancy and Mike fighting?

Holly: No.

Holly: I'm laughing at the comments.

(would she have been an iPad kid if Stranger Things were in the future?... Probably)

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Nancy: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

(idk if I already had this, probably, but I kind had the feeling I didn't, but it's such a fitting quote for her that I had to include it)

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[The Boys + Robin]

Steve: I have issues.

Eddie: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept-

Steve: With you.

(Damn, couldn't even let him finish, but canon kinda)

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Mike: Will, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.

Will, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than their size: Spooky.

(I know Will is like only a bit shorter? Or not even? But he'd definitely steal his close, but Mike would also take his after finding out)

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Mike, to Will: If Eddie doesn't say "I'm King of the world" within an hour on that boat, I will give you my next pay check.

Eddie, within 5 minutes of getting on the boat: I'M KING OF THE WORLD!!!

(I mean he 99% would, but I also have no idea)

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Dustin: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.

(I feel like Eddie would also say that... But well...he did die once now 💀)

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Mike: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel.

Lucas: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.

Dustin: A realist sees a freight train.

Will: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

(Dustin the realist, Will the wise )

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Dustin: Kill me nowwwww.

Eddie: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

(Omg, this is so funny to me, Dustin helping Eddie with his homework 😂)

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Argyle: I regret getting dragged into your heterosexual tomfoolery.

("Got me stressed out. It's not even my girlfriend" 🤧 he definitely said that to Jonathan.. But well Jonathan is not really hetero in this neighborhood ✨)

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Lucas: Do you think different paints have different tastes?

Argyle: They do.

Mike: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

(Because he can taste the vibes of them)

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Argyle: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.

Argyle: And I started thinking.

Argyle: Like, it was just trying to get food.

Argyle: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?

Dustin: Are you ok?

(He is, he's just high)

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Eddie: Yeah I'm LGBT.

Eddie: cuLt leader.

Eddie: God hates me personally.

Eddie: cowBoy hat.

Eddie: *sniffles* Trying my best.

(You are 🥺👍)

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Eddie: That sounds like a terrible plan.

Dustin: Oh, we've had worse.

(Basically the scene in the fishing house or what the was)

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Argyle: *is visibly upset*

Jonathan: Argyle, what happened? I haven't seen you like this since you found out candyland wasn't an actual country.

(Naww 🥺 who hurt my baby 😑)

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Argyle: Hey there demons, It's me, ya boi.

Will: Argyle, NO!

(S5?)

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Eddie, looking at a dead phone: How do we bring this thing back to life? Magic? Live sacrifice? I know a guy in town-

(Eddie when he somehow gets a phone from the future)

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Lucas & Dustin in the back of Will's car: MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS! MCDONALDS!

Will: We have food at home.

Mike: *pulls into the McDonald's drivethrough*

Lucas & Dustin: YAYYYYYY!

Mike: *orders one black coffee and leaves*

(The party after Mike (finally?) got his drivers license and Henclair wanted to go to McDonald's)

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Robin: How did none of you hear what I just said?!

Argyle: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Eddie: I got distracted halfway through.

Steve: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

(Argyle is just too high, Eddie has Adhd and Steve just wanted to annoy her/got bored)

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Argyle: Yum, thanks!

Kidnapper: *puts more tape over their mouth* I said stop eating it.

(Well, then don't try and kidnap Argyle of all people)

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Dustin: Robin, what are you doing?

Robin: Making chocolate pudding.

Dustin: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Robin: Because I've lost control of my life.

Robin: Here's your pudding, Steve.

Steve: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

(I feel like Dustin was over at Steve's and and woke up at 4 am when Robin was awake making pudding for Steve because she thinks she did something wrong [The Murray adopting Robin AU thing])

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Will, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?!

Robin, standing in front of Will: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen*

Will, crying: Please...stop...

(She's just looking out for fellow Gays, also she's your mother now, she shares custody with Joyce, if you have not seen the last incorrect quote post)

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Steve: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?

Robin: It’s not water.

Steve: Vodka! I like your sty-

Robin: It’s vinegar.

Steve: …What?

Robin: It's vinegar, PUSSY.

(I love vinegar chips... That's it.. That's all I'm gonna say about this)

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Robin: Hey, wanna hear a funny joke?

Steve: I only like dark humor.

Robin, turning the lights off: What do you call a fake noodle?

Steve:

Robin: An IMPASTA!

(I love Robin being a dad and making dad jokes 🥺 it's one of my favorite tropes)

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Jonathan: Is this your plan B?

Mike: Technically, this is plan P.

Jonathan: Plan P? Is there a plan M?

Mike: Yes, but I marry Will in plan M.

Will: I like plan M

(First, Jonathan probably doesn't like that plan. Second, it wasn't planned to be like this, I actually had Robin as will and wanted Mike to say "Yes, but Robin marries my older sister in plan M", but this came out after getting it again and it's perfect)

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Will & Robin:*Playing video games*

Jonathan: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games?

Will: *silence*

Robin: *silence*

Jonathan, finally figuring it out: ...You two never went to sleep, did you?

Will & Robin in shame: Yeah...

(I want Robin to play DnD with Will, because I love the fics were she and the other older teens play DnD)

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Robin: Do you want to play 20 Questions?

Eddie: Sure!

Eddie: Whats your favorite color?

Robin, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?

(Her trying to find fellow Gays)

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Jonathan: Did it hurt when you fell-

Steve: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt-

Jonathan: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Steve: ...

Jonathan: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

(Steve thinking he was flirting is so funny to me 😂)

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Steve: What did you two do?

Robin:

Will:

Steve: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

(well the saying is "be gay, do crime" so what do you think happend?)

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[Ronance Duo]

Robin to Nancy: We smell of sweat and loss.

(After the Vecna Battle)

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Robin: How would you like your coffee?

Nancy: As dark and as bitter as my soul.

Robin, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!

(I need a coffee shop AU fic where steddie is not the focus 😭 or just not there at all there idc, any fics out there?)

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Robin, trying to comfort Nancy: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there.

(That's how Robin trying to comfort Nancy after the Jancy break up in my Murray adopting Robin AU should have gone)

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Nancy: I like your new pants!

Robin: Thanks, they were 50% off!

Nancy: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks*

Robin: The store can’t just give away clothes for free.

Nancy: Thats’s… not what I meant.

Robin: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Nancy.

(Robin, you oblivious piece of heaven😭)

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Robin: Are you a cuddler?

Nancy: I'm a machine of death and destruction.

Robin:

Nancy: ...Yeah, I'm a cuddler.

(Cuddles 🥺✨)

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Robin: Are we fighting or flirting?

Nancy: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-

Robin: Your point?

(Gotta love Enemies/Rivals to Lovers)

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Nancy: Dammit, you ruin everything!

Robin: You're welcome.

(Nancy finding out she's in love with Robin and that she's a lesbian)

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Robin: I feel so burnt out.

Nancy: Don’t worry, it'll be over soon.

Robin: Are you gonna... assassinate me?

Nancy: Well not if you’re expecting it.

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Nancy: We’re going to defeat you with the power of friendship.

Robin: We’re not friends.

Nancy, holding an gun: We’re going to defeat you with the power of incredible violence.

(If they hadn't had the "Are we friends? Like, officially?" talk, this would be the fight scene with Vecna)

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Nancy: You either buckle down and do your work or you’ll end up at McDonalds.

Robin: We're going to McDonalds if I don't do my work?

Nancy: NO-

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(I am hungry now 😪)

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Robin: Nancy, you need to react when people cry!

Nancy: I did. I rolled my eyes.

(I feel like she wouldn't, but I find the quote funny, so here)

Nancy: Robin, you're testifying in an aggravated assault case tomorrow, and the D.A. is worried about how you'll present yourself on the stand.

Robin: Why? I'm fine on the stand!

*flashback to Testimony #1*

Robin: Look, I'll make this real simple so even these dumdums can understand.

Robin, to the jury: MAN DID CRIME.

*flashback to Testimony #2*

Robin: I'm sorry, could you make her stop doing that weird thing with her face?

Defense Attorney, next to the crying defendant: ...Crying?

*flashback to Testimony #3*

Robin: And when this is over, I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna break those little fingers.

Judge: Could the witness please stop threatening the stenographer?

(Robin in a Courtroom AU, anyone? I feel like she would be good but also not, because she is very smart but she talks a bit fast, but she does talk well)

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Nancy: You’re an idiot, Robin.

Robin: That’s the charm.

(I feel like I already had this, but it's too perfect not to add)

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Robin: And what do I get out of this?

Nancy: I will give you a dollar.

Robin: What do you think I am? A chump? I would never do it for a dollar!

Nancy: How bout two dollars?

Robin: You got yourself a deal.

(Robin "I'm poor" Buckley everyone ✨ I love her ✨)

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Nancy: How do you want your coffee?

Robin: Black, like my soul.

Nancy:

Nancy: Robin, your soul is a latte.

(Yes 🥺)

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Robin: I have a new hoodie.

Nancy: Wrong.

Nancy: We have a new hoodie.

(probably also had this, but it's adorable, they were each others clothes a lot)

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I feel like it's shorter than the others, but also still long.

Anyway, hope you liked it! You can give any suggestions like Steve with the Hendersons (well Dustin and Claudia) or something with specific characters like Suzie and Eden or Angela, Erica and Max.

Lots of Love ✨❤️🥰✨

#long post #the wheelers #nancy wheeler #mike wheeler #karen wheeler #holly wheeler #ted wheeler #will byers #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers #argyle #robin buckley #ronance #stranger things incorrect quotes #inccorect quotes

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youwontlikethisblog · 10 months

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For My YSBLF Followers

Hi, I feel the need to apologize to all of you for not making any more posts about the show. I don't think I will for a long time, though I'm tempted to watch it but just for fun. Maybe one episode will inspire me to but life as of late has been busy, in a good way.

My name is Grace, well, my pen name that is. I started this blog to write random vents and rants about life and writing when I can't sleep. I'd like to actually show y'all my own writing. I have an IG if anyone would like to ask for it lol and check out some of my more pretty and poetic writing.

I'm an extremely private person. Ironically I overshare though. I used to be really good at being cold hearted and indifferent about things but ever since I turned 25 I had this rude awakening in life and it's like I became so painfully self-aware that all I do is feel and care. Do any of you feel like that?

I know that for a while I kept saying there was some fun updates on my book but...the fun is over and the update is that there is no update.

Would any of you be okay with me posting about the book? You know, to get to know the characters, maybe you have questions about writing and such. Let me know :)

and if not, thank you for sticking along for the ride. You can unfollow now if you'd like, no hard feelings. Thank you for reading the posts, liking them, reposting them, and your feedback. It was fun!

'Til next time :)

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always-andromeda · 2 years

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v. sound of a love song | Joby Taylor x fem!Reader

Joby Taylor x fem!Reader

Word Count | 3,281

Summary | Despite there no longer being a need to stick around, you can't stop yourself from thinking about Joby Taylor, especially after a jarring discussion with William.

Author's Note | we're a third of a way through this ride babie!! very content with the pace and tone i've got going, i hope y'all enjoy it too.

Warnings | emotional abuse, slight manipulation, angst, slight sexual references, let me know if I need to add anything else!

Getting Joby's stuff had proved to be easier said than done. The roads were icy and you were worried about spinning out your tires. Luckily, it was late enough in the day that the sun had melted away a good portion of the snow. When you turned on the radio, you noticed Joby tapping his fingers against his jean clad thigh, his bobbing head following the beat of whatever song that played. As irritating as he could be, it was a heartwarming sight. It felt like you were seeing a part of him that was as true as when he'd told you about his daughter. Silence had easily fallen over you two. It made you loosen up a little, the anxiety of the meeting from that morning fading from your memory.

By the time you got to the original motel he'd been at, he was nervous about what he'd find. He hadn't told you about how he'd left Susan that snowy morning. He hadn't said a word about the messages she'd left on his phone over his week of self imposed isolation. The first day her crackly voice was filled with a coy confusion as she asked where he was. By day three she was a mess, this time asking what she had done wrong, what had she done to drive him away? He was relieved by day five when she finally told him to go fuck himself and that she was leaving him.

He and Susan had been up and down for a while. Every time one of them said they wanted to break up, the other would come crawling back. He knew the only way she would actually leave him is if he left the equation entirely. For a second, he worried that Susan had maybe smashed his guitar for good measure. Thankfully, though, the motel had it in their lost and found along with his notebook. He couldn't have been more grateful that they weren't simply thrown away.

His beat up car was covered with snow, the door was frozen shut. You helped him push at the door, trying to break the layer of ice that was keeping it in place. After a while of working at it you both heard a crack from inside the door. When you swung it open with a flourish, you started to slip backwards on the slushy, half melted ice that covered a lot of the parking lot.

Now it was Joby's turn to make sure you didn't fall. He caught you, wrapping his arms around your waist. Your legs were wobbly, threatening to make you collapse. You wanted to feel uncomfortable putting more of your weight onto Joby as held you close. But his gloved hands were warm and did a fantastic job keeping you steady. The edges of his soft hoodie were balled in your fists and the zipper track on either side pinched your sweaty palms. You swallowed hard when you felt the heat radiating from his chest as your face moved closer. His breath was visible and he quickly wet his lips with his tongue. Those chapped lips were inches from your own. Their bluish tinge had you wondering how cold they felt. It had you considering warming them up for him. Joby looked at you with a quirked brow, his expression checking if you were okay to stand on your own.

"Thanks," you offered a reserved smile and pushed back from his hold. Joby returned it, dipping his head as if to assure you that it was no problem. You were beginning to hate those little moments where you connected with him. They made you second guess the space you were attempting to impose between the two of you.

You couldn't figure out how to say goodbye to him. You weren't sure if you even wanted to. But if you kept lingering, you worried what kind of message that would send to him. You worried what kind of message you'd be sending yourself.

"I'm busy most weekdays until about four. But don't be afraid to call if you need anything." You said to him with an air of finality.

"Okay." He replied simply. He didn't know what kind of excuse he could come up with to see you again. Realistically, he shouldn't have to see you again. You'd gotten him another chance and fulfilled your side of the business. Now it was time for him to work again. But he didn't want you to go. He didn't want this to just be business. Yet, he let you slowly make your way back to your car. Without blinking, he watched you get into the driver's seat, pull out of the parking lot, and fade into the afternoon deluge of snowflakes and fog.

You have to see her again.

Later on that night, you were still trying to push the day's events out of your head. As charming as Joby was, diving any further into him would only hurt you. Besides, it was all over now. You did your good deed to ward off the residual guilt you felt for sticking with William.

You pulled up to William’s house. He lived in a gated community, surrounded by other giant houses like his. He wasn’t expecting you that night, but the other option was to sit at home alone, feeling Joby's immense absence.

Approaching the front door, his security system sensed the movement. The speaker on his doorbell hummed to life and the blue light turned on. He was watching you from his cell phone now so you waved weakly at the camera. The quiet that followed perturbed you, as if it was his own eyes watching you so closely.

“Come on in,” Will’s grainy voice finally emanated from the speaker. You twisted the doorknob and entered. The massive front room featured floor to wall windows that displayed the kidney shaped pool, the immaculate tile work surrounding it, and his artificial lawn. You’d only seen him use the pool a handful of times before. He’d once remarked that it was a good conversation starter for parties. But you couldn't remember the last time he'd thrown a party here.

Will was probably upstairs finishing his nightly routine in his bathroom, you thought. You made your way up the curved stairway that led to the second floor. Will’s house wasn’t small by any means but the way he decorated the place with so little made you very self-conscious of your own existence in his space. Lining the hallway towards his bedroom were various abstract paintings and vinyl sleeves of albums made by artists he managed. They were all trapped behind glass and you’d bet that Will had no idea what he really thought of them. He knew the technical things. Knew how to analyze the composition, colors, and usage of negative space. Whatever intent that could be found outside of the principles was lost on him. Maybe that’s why he was merely a keeper of creative things instead of a creator of his own things.

Will was positioned at the wide mirror mounted behind the long marble counter. As you entered, he stared at you through the mirror for a flash before his gaze fixed on himself again.

“Hey, sweetheart,” He spoke absentmindedly as he combed back his wet hair.

“Hey, have a good day?” You hopped up slightly, bracing your weight on your hands so you could sit on the bright white marble, almost sparkling under the soft bathroom light.

“Yeah, very productive.” He was transfixed on his own reflection, surveying a little scare that went through one of his eyebrows. He'd never told you where it had come from.

You fiddled with your fingers nervously, a thought popping into your head, "Hey, when were you gonna tell me you were going out of town?"

Will’s cold demeanor didn’t break. "Sorry, it completely slipped my mind."

"How? It's not like I was very far away this past week." You bit your lip, hoping to lighten the mood with your flirty tone. You were reminded of the night he'd gotten handsy with you after a performance earlier that week. You'd been making eyes at some guy at Magnolia and of course it had made Will jealous. It had worked him up so much that he fucked you in the back of your car that night. He asked you to drive him back to his place afterwards but you'd still felt satisfied with yourself. As distracted and distant as he could get sometimes, you liked being able to drive him crazy with the flip of a switch. It was one of the few ways you felt empowered by him.

He lifted his chin, rubbing the moisturizer he'd squeezed onto his hand down to his neck. "It was actually pretty sudden. My dad landed himself in the hospital and mom's still got that hip problem so they asked me to visit and take care of some things while they're out of commission."

That was the opening you needed. "Oh? I could come with you. I mean, I still haven't met your parents. I could always keep your dad company."

He shook his head and squinted at you in the mirror. "That really isn't necessary."

You slid your hand across the counter a little closer to his own. Your tone was earnest, hoping you could effectively plead your case. "I think it is. We've been seeing each other for so long that I think it's getting weird."

"Sweetheart, I don't need you following me around all the time. I'm starting to think that you don't trust me." he chuckled but the sound held none of the humor you were looking for.

"I trust you! I just don't understand why after literal years we've never once talked about meeting each other’s parents. I get that it's awkward but it's a step we'll have t--"

His words held no frills when he interrupted you, "Sweetheart, when did you start fucking Joby Taylor?" The atmosphere went sub zero in an instant.

The heavy accusation nearly knocked the breath from your chest. "Excuse me?"

He looked down at the porcelain sink in front of him, his hands gripped tighter on the edge of the counter. "It's a simple question." The sentence came out through his gritted teeth.

Your heartbeat got faster. Coming over seemed like more and more of a mistake as the conversation continued. "Where did that idea even come from?" You tried to brush it off. Tried to feign ignorance but he was already convinced of your guilt.

"It came from this." He turned to glare at you head on and rubbed at the side of your neck harshly. You’d let yourself forget the makeup covering the mark Joby left. After hours of driving around and working, of course the shitty drugstore makeup was starting to wear off. The damned red mark was peeking through, the smeared layer of concealer the color of your flesh doing little to hide it now. You could see the smudges Will's fingers had left in the makeup.

"You think I don't notice shit, do you? You think that if I'm not paying attention to you for more than five fucking seconds, that you can just fuck any guy who looks at you for a little too long? Is that why you've been so chipper lately? You've got a guilty conscience?"

"Baby, nothing happened. Last night, Joby was at Magnolia and he was absolutely wasted. I recognized him and offered to take him home because he literally had no one else, okay? He tried to kiss me once but I made him stop. And he apologized for it multiple times. He was drunk and it was stupid but nothing else happened." You were mumbling a mile a minute. Panic was kicking in as you hoped he would take the explanation seriously.

"This is why I think we need some time apart.” The sentence was uncharacteristically genuine. Like he was truly worried that you'd cheat on him. Like he believed for even a second that his grasp on you had slipped just enough. Was Joby that much of a threat to him?

"Wait, is this now a break? I thought you just had to do some things for your parents?" Either way, you'd do anything to stay in his good graces now. If he began to dislike you...you didn't know what you'd do.

"Not a break per say. More like a trial period. Because if I can't trust you to not fuck potential clients behind my back, how can I take you home to my parents?"

"Oh...yeah. That makes sense." You couldn't help the remorseful expression that formed on your face. You hadn't cheated, not really. But if he knew how close you had been to forgetting all about him he'd be far less forgiving of you. But what frightened you most was how long he had kept his knowledge of the mark secret. He must have seen it at the coffee shop that morning when he looked at you. The shade of the concealer must have left some sort of seam that he saw. And he kept that moment with him all day, stewing in it. Waiting until he could strike you down when you were alone. Despite his short stature and his unassuming appearance, it was this attitude that reminded you how dangerous he could be. And how vital it was that you kept being his good little pet.

Upon seeing your quiet contemplation, he pulled back, eyes softening slightly and voice going as smooth as velvet, "Listen, I am so proud of you. Joby Taylor, as uninspired as his band was, could be a powerhouse as a solo act. You've always been so good at spotting talent. Almost as good as me. That's why I trust you so much with the business stuff. But if we're gonna work things out as a couple...then we need some time apart. Just to make sure that I can still trust you in that area." You felt numb when he caressed your wrist but willed yourself to meet his cloudy blue-eyed gaze.

Will patted your cheek lightly. It did make sense. Taking a guy like Joby home wasn’t a good look, no matter how pure your intentions were. And maybe Will was right about needing space. Distance makes the heart grow fonder. It stung a bit…but you weren't in any position to question his needs.

You sniffed before asking him quickly, “Do you really think Joby has potential? You said his music was shit.” You had to know what he really thought about him.

“You know how prone I can be to hyperbole. Guys like him need to be humbled a bit. You tell them when they’re doing good, they start thinking they have a leg to stand on. Apply pressure and that’s when they flourish. I mean, look at you. Before me you were playing at a hole in the wall basement club and now, you’ve got actual work. All because I picked you when you were ripe and made you into something great. Of course Joby Taylor has potential, but only if he can listen and do what he’s told.”

“I think you’ll have a hard time with that.” You snickered softly, picturing his stubborn face and hardheaded nature.

He sounded actually confused, “What do you mean?”

"Joby can be a…challenge. You should see him play a show though. He can really bring a house down. He’s got this energy and attitude. It really is great.”

“Good. If he knows what’s best for him, he can channel all that energy into being a team player.” The next few minutes passed by with Will opening one of his cabinets and taking his nightly medications along with a dose of melatonin. His movements were calculated, a mere section of the well oiled machine that was his life. And now you were starting to question what section you inhabited within it.

With a final deep breath, Will spoke, “Alright, I’m going to bed. Whether or not you join me is up to you. I’m heading out early tomorrow.” He padded away in his boxers, footsteps barely making a sound against the tile flooring. Like a piece of decor on his countertop, you stayed glued in place. Normally, you would've went with him. You'd curl yourself around him, hoping that your warmth would show him how much you appreciate him. But you were sure you would be met with no such affection being returned.

You decided you weren't going to stick around. If you did, you would only look more needy to him. You'd gotten too attached to him. You were too invested in his life and his activities. He was only putting you in your place.

A full week passed with no phone calls from Will or even Joby. You went through each day, getting dressed, grabbing breakfast, going to work, going home, writing a little bit, making dinner, and then going to bed. Some days you avoided your apartment until it was too dark for you to stay out. The whole space seemed too quiet now. You put on music like you normally would, but even that did very little keep the loneliness you felt away. Will hadn't even called once. He sent a single text when he arrived at his parents place but you hadn't bothered to reply. You wouldn't know what to say in the first place.

Angel whined occasionally even when you touched her cheek, reminding her that you were still there. Perhaps it being just you and her for the most part in that small apartment had taken its toll on her. Having Joby around was just a break in your usual routine. It was only for one night. Nowhere near long enough to feel attached to him. Even though you hadn't found yourself wanting a person's presence more than this, you were trying to convince yourself it was just a phase that would soon pass.

Yet it only seemed to get stronger. Yes, Joby hadn't been there long, but his entire being was palpable. His was the kind of personality that made everything following it seem a little dull. Even when he was radiating with depression and impulsivity he was a compelling force. So every time Angel stared at your front door, expecting it to swing open and reveal his lanky frame, you couldn't help but feel the same way.

When you found his lighter in your bathroom, you almost laughed a little. That was the most tangible proof of how he was haunting you. You figured that it had fallen out of his jean pocket when he was getting dressed that morning. You would trace your finger around the snake engraved into the cold gunmetal grey exterior. The shine on the surface had mostly rubbed away from all the years of Joby using it. You laid back on your couch where he once was, flicking the lighter on every few seconds, imagining Joby bringing it to a cigarette caught between his lips. You envisioned his lungs straining to take a long drag of it and expelling the smoke.

You kept wanting to look up and see him sitting there in front of you. You needed to hear his gravelly, teasing voice, roughened by the hundreds of cigarettes he'd smoked over the years. You could picture his crooked smile like it had been drawn across his angular face with a leaky pen. And when your cell phone rang, you could practically feel his hand over yours again when you set the lighter down and answered it.

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