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sluttywoozi · 3 months

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Vampire Wonwoo Headcanons

Notes: sfw; wonwoo is old as hell, like volturi old; this is super long soz

Total recluse, is not up with the times at all

Doesn’t have a phone, or internet, until he meets you

You meet at a bookstore, you work there and that’s the only place he goes

He’s breathtakingly lonely

Doesn’t talk much, just stares at you with those dark, baleful eyes and listens to every single word you say

Turns them over in his head until he can conjure the sound of your voice

Overhears you saying your apartment building is being demolished and that you have nowhere to go

Posts a flier advertising his spare room on a pillar outside the bookstore the next day

You move in the next week

His house is old af, super victorian, creaky as all hell

There are hallways leading to nowhere, locked doors without keyholes, and mirrors covered with sheets everywhere

He’s got a sunroom but it’s all boarded up, and as soon as winter hits and you mention missing the sun, he’s prying the boards off with his bare hands

Probably should have waited until the sun went down but he’s only a little singed so it’s okay

Sleeps so much

Like most of the hours in the day

Finds himself missing you though, dreaming about you and longing for you, and realizes all he has to do is rest less and spend that time with you instead

His schedule gets a little wonky because yours is, but it works

Basically, he goes to coffin when you leave and gets up when you come back to him home

You have to go away for a month to take care of family and you adopt a cat to make sure wonwoo doesn’t just sleep the whole time you’re gone

He’s rested for longer, he tells you, but you don’t care

Because if he’s sleeping the whole time, you won’t be able to talk to him at night

Which is why you also put him on your phone plan

He doesn’t make you pay rent, so it’s the least you could do

Takes you ages to teach him how to use the phone, and even longer for him to actually think to use it, but it’s all worth it when you get that first selfie

It’s mostly of Howl, but you can see the rim of wonwoo’s glasses and you count that as a win

Doesn’t outright say he misses you but definitely acts like it

Texts you all the time, sends voice notes when he gets so excited that his thumbs move too fast for the phone to handle

It’s the most you’ve ever heard from him, and you can only hope that doesn’t change when you return

Of course it does though

He avoids you like the plague as soon as you get home, only opens his door to let howl out to see you, times his feeds with your shifts at the bookstore so he can be out while you’re home and home while you’re out

You have no clue why he’s suddenly being so reclusive again, and it pisses you off

And makes you sad, but you choose to focus on the anger

Eventually, you threaten to break down his door

He refrains from reminding you that he could kill you with one hand behind his back and finally opens up

He looks fucking awful

His cheeks are gaunt, his skin pallid, his eyes sunken, and you wonder if he’s been feeding at all

And then he has the nerve to give you attitude, to tell you he hasn’t been ignoring you, that he’s just going about his undead life like he always has

And ohhhh that gets you mad, that gets you real mad, mad enough to step into his space and maybe shout a little and perhaps poke his chest with your finger and shit, his pecs are like freakin marble

He’s still as a statue through all of this, and when you’re finally done yelling, it occurs to you that it might not have been the best idea to lose it on your landlord/roommate/vampire bestie

But he’s… smiling?

It’s small, and just barely noticeable, but the corners of his mouth are curled up in a smile, and that steals all the rest of your anger

“You care about me,” he says, awe evident in his voice and wonder clear on his face

“Of course I do! Are you fucking stupid?” You shout at your wits end, ready to lose it again

“Apparently.”

Things are different after that

He’s more open than ever, spends literally every waking moment with you

Until he meets your best friend’s boyfriend

Him and mingyu latch on to each other immediately in a true show of black cat and golden retriever energy

Pretends he doesn’t want to hang out every time mingyu asks, opens the door for him without fail

mingyu introduces wonwoo to video games and he’s lost to you for weeks

he stops only to feed and even then, he doesn’t get nearly enough

you have to conspire with mingyu to get him to a good place in the game and then cut the internet

he’s upset at first but then he realizes how hungry he is

and how much he misses you

he keeps his gaming to just a few hours a day from then on

before he knows it, a year has passed, and his life looks so very different than it did what feels like a moment ago

his house feels like a home, he has hobbies, he has friends, he has you.

He doesn’t know when (time is meaningless to one as old as him) but somewhere along the way, he started seeing you differently

You always had a glow, something like an aura, to him

But now, you’re so golden it’s almost like he’s back in the sunshine

He hasn’t felt it in millennia, but you warm him from the inside out just like the sun used to

It’s why he pulled away when you had to leave all those months ago

Well, after you got back all those months ago

When you were gone, he realized that you’re the only bright spot in his life, and that was scary

He didn’t have to confront it until you got back, so he did the only thing he knows how to do - not confront it at all

He should have known you wouldn’t abide by that, but he wasn’t upset at being called (threatened) out

If anything, it made him realize that he’s important to you just like you’re important to him

Plus you’re beautiful when you’re angry

You’re beautiful always, and there hasn’t been a day since he met you that the thought hasn’t crossed his mind

Now it’s almost recurring, so frequent that it’s become a problem for him

Because you’re his best-

He can’t say friend anymore, but best works. You’re his best. The best person he knows, the best thing in his life, the best of him

One night, you’re both reading in the study; science fiction for him and romance for you

You gasp every so often, and after a particularly loud one, he glances over surreptitiously to find you curled up with your hands pressed to your cheeks and the book in your lap

“What happened?”

“They finally kissed,” you beam at him, your eyes watery and your glee uncontained

He can’t focus on his own book after that, his thoughts full of what it would be like to kiss you, what you’d sound like, feel like, taste like

If you would gasp for him like you gasp for your book

If you would kiss him back

For days, that’s all he can think about

He doesn’t know what to do with it, or how to behave around you, but he can’t avoid you like he did last time

He doesn’t have it in him to be away from you for too long anymore, his cold heart even colder without you

So instead he grows quiet and follows you like a shadow, like a ghost

You recognize that he needs some time to work through his feelings, and go about your business, a vampire and a cat on your heels at nearly all times

It all culminates when you’re trying to teach him how to cook

He never had a need for the skill until you, but now, he wants to be able to take care of you if some illness or poor fate should befall you

When you ask him why he wants to learn, he tells you exactly that, and you’re so endeared you wrap your arms around his neck and press a quick kiss to his cheek

You pull away like you didn’t mean to do that, but he doesn’t want you to go, his own arms wrapping around your waist and holding you to him

He can feel your heart racing against his chest, hear the way it skips when he squeezes and starts to lean in

He goes so slowly, it could literally be minutes before he kisses you, so you close the distance between you and press your lips to his

He hasn’t kissed someone in ages, and now he’s kissing you, and you smell so good and taste so good and feel so good, he could die again

Time slips away and he loses himself in you, a hunger like he’s never known growing in the pit of his belly

It's a unanimous decision to postpone cooking lessons and go straight to bed 😌

#wonwoo headcanons #wonwoo fanfic #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo imagines #seventeen series #seventeen fic #seventeen headcanons #seventeen scenarios #kpop headcanons #supernatural svt

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thebibliosphere · 10 months

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In a true moment of "do as I say, not as I do," I wound up doing an EDS party trick the other day at the hospital to show the phlebotomist.

She was curious about my ring splints and thought they were part of the general goth aesthetic, so I helpfully supplied that they're actually a mobility aid because they prevent my fingers from bending backward from my hEDS.

"What's that?" "It's a condition that affects all my connective tissue and makes my joints subluxate and sometimes dislocate."

She looked skeptical, like I was pulling her leg, so I took the two ring splints off my middle index finger on my right hand to show her the unnatural bend that occurs without the rings to hold them in place.

The look on her face was very funny.

Unfortunately, it's been quite a while since my fingers have been bent back that way, so now my middle index finger is wonky af and typing on it feels like being stabbed.

So yeah. Reminder to fellow hypermobile zebras. Don't do party tricks for anyone.

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patrickztump · 2 years

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quick look at my current wip. i’m planning doing a halloween themed version of one of my favorite victorian builds in the sims, but also wondering if should i leave the option for a more generic version? i’ll cross that bridge when i get there.

fingers crossed it actually turns out how i actually want 🤞🏻

#eleven hours in and not even half way done 😅#ignore how wonky the columns are lmao #my hand is shaky af and the tablet highlights that 😬#things i make #digital art #also ignore how blurry it is #it’s a cropped resized screenshot lol i promise it’s v sharp

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thankstothe · 4 months

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Some notes on Wilson's marriages/divorces, and how he met House:

• House didn't just meet a freshly divorced Wilson. He met barely married Wilson, who just got notified about his #1 divorce by a lawyer, not his wife

• Wilson walked around with papers on hand, long enough to give House a chance to sneak a peek. The same day he received the news. (there's a chance it was some sort of middle step in the divorce procedure, but "just served", checkmate your honor)

• House 100% knew that when he bailed him out. No, I don't have any concrete evidence besides "it's fucking House"

• House had Wilson observed the entire time to know he didn't open the papers. The divorce lawyer prob gave him an idea of what it is, and he was just marinating in the suffering juice

• House had to be nosy and stealthy when he checked the package Wilson clung to, he saw what's written on it

• They didn't actually talk at the conference itself, so House did it silently too

• There was a law firm address on the papers, and you couldn't just google shit then. House's had to remember it to investigate it further, or he already knew of the firm (or it said "BLAH LAW FIRM BLAH HERE'S YOUR DIVORCE PAPERS, LOSER", which is possible)

• Wilson likely opened them in a hotel room (or he looked at the package sadly/angrily there too), needed a drink, and House was at the bar

• House was watching Wilson at that conference, then at the bar, then meltdown over the song, then the whole fight and the mess, then the detention, and was like yeah I'll bail that

• "First words you ever said to me." This is when they first talked, Wilson was in jail and the one in need

• Ok alright, hear me out, if House didn't know what the papers were at the time of bailing. There are 2 paths for him to find out

• Wilson STILL had them on hand in jail

• Or Housey saw them at Wilson's hotel room. Yeah

• It's been over the decade since they've met and they both vividly remember the details of that drunk night (I get why for storytelling purposes. Still... Much to think about)

• That conference is either the last one, or one of the lasts, House attended. And that one was already boring to House without Wilson. 15 years prior to s06e06 "Known Unknowns", can't do the timeline magic I just eyeball it

• House also introduced Wilson to Cuddy pretty soon, since she was a witness to the levels of despair he was apparently in

• House might've pestered Cuddy to hire him, or she chose to do so herself (whenever she was dean). Maybe House chased away some poor oncologist to make an opening. Even if House isn't as obsessed with Wilson at the start of season 1, he's always plotting

• There's the brother thing too. Wilson still fresh out of med school, still divorcing, still guilty af and looking for the brother in Princeton, so he was happy to work there

• Prior to that, Wilson was working 2 jobs to support himself and Sam and was ready to follow her to Baltimore

• The divorce and meeting House happened in 1991, the same year USSR completely fell apart. Just thought I'll throw that in #educational

• Wilson was married, non-fraudulently, for 12 years total

• Marriage #1 has only lasted 1 year

• That means every marriage House was present for has lasted longer #math

• Wilson found a way to get fulfilled while in the marriage

• Now he's got a needy bitch with infinite problems and who will slurp any poison he has to siphon

• I'd argue House is what made Wilson bearable at home

• At the same time, House is what kept Wilson away from home, ultimately contributing to the divorce

• Wilson himself describes his marriages as crappy - he doesn't really need help destroying them. House still helps~✨

• Timeline gets wonky, but there couldn't have been much of a downtime between marriages, a couple of years max

• "Fell in love at the wedding" - whatever the fuck that means for Wilson

• Either Wilson met Sam through that wedding, and she also aimed to work in medicine - how they've connected. Or they went there as a couple, both being med students? Got high on emotions and jumped into marriage

• Wilson speedruns relationships once he's in them, so it could've gone "hey that was a nice wedding, how about we have our own?"

• He fucking sucks at proposals, his looks and general air of niceness carried him all 3 times, I will not be hearing any objections on the matter

• When Wilson talks to Cameron about cheating. He says, "I have (cheated). I always told them"

• "Them"

• It's could've been every marriage (#1, #2 and #3). If boy managed to sneak in cheating in his 1-year lightning marriage #1, while he was studying + 2 jobs (now I don't doubt his time management skills, but it's still a hassle. On the other hand, all that stress couldn't have been helping)

• Or it could be #1 and #2, or #1 and #3. But #3 is pretty much a certainty (he flirts with nurses on screen, House is also there), and it's "them", so why would he randomly stop in the middle? Don't think so

• What's most likely is - #2 and #3. When arguing with Sam (#1) again she didn't mention or allude to the cheating, her problem was that Wilson didn't communicate ANY emotions to her, she even admitted to House she made the most mistakes in that marriage, let's say there's some truth in that

• Wilson either didn't tell Sam about cheating, she didn't have a problem with it, or he lied to Cameron

• OR he didn't cheat on Sam

• He started to cheat after the first divorce AND his marriages started to last longer, which is funnier too

• He could've started cheating prior to House entering the picture, but much more likely - after. Divorce and/or House are the cause

• Speaking of. Meeting House is very tightly linked to the #1 divorce. Every time Wilson would think back on it, he would have to think about all the turmoil and getting bailed by House. And vice versa - every time he'd think back on meeting House...

• "I met someone who made me feel funny. And I didn't want to let that feeling go." Another Cameron talk. Ur honor, there's something on that wall

• btw, he is STILL married while meeting House, so if you hilson 1st-night-fuck truther, that meeting is his cheater origin story in a more practical sense. He then could've really meant all the marriages, but then he lied about telling Sam/Cameron, he might not count it since he's divorcing to tell Sam

• Ultimately, he's a huge liar, and I'm wasting my time. What I'm saying - nothing is really off the table with this guy in terms of hcs

• Aftermaths of #2 and #3 aren't really talked about like #1. It must've been really nuclear

• House says neither of them recovered from (#1) divorce to Wilson's face, Wilson doesn't contest that in any way. Even tho House didn't know Wilson before the divorce he usually right on the money with these things

• After the divorce #2 Wilson got 3 legged cat

• After failing to secure marriage #4 (#1 part 2) he got a diabetic cat

• Just like the thing he has with missing phone calls, after every divorce, consciously or not, he might expect a savior to bail him out

• After and during #3 he crashed at House's, then surfed hotels, then moved in with a dying patient, then Amber's, then House moved in with him (still Amber's)

• Maybe his wives kept taking properties in the divorce, and he just stopped getting them

• Man frankly didn't have a home for a while (HOMELESS BUT NOT HOUSELESS)

• Then Wilson finally commits and gets the place for himself and House, from Bonnie (#2)

• Wilson adamantly remains on good terms with his ex-wives (but not random exes. One helps House with a prank, House kept tabs bc of course)

• But Wilson thinks they hate him. Did he ever pay attention to them?

• While spending all the time with House, then cheating, telling his wives about it, Wilson gave them more attention and emotions to delay the divorce

• He also learned how not to get attached in marriage, to not get destroyed by the divorce (excellent gambit if you expect your marriage to fail)

• He has a better support system now too. Can't believe House is your support system, fucking lmao and ouch. Cuddy is his only other friend we see, maybe Stacy at some point (he kept in touch with after the incident)

• All his other friends and family we hear next to nothing about, at best they're surface level

• In season 5 he's only visited by the coworkers/House's team + Cuddy <- all that is pretty much House's tolerance circle

• House is pathetic, but Wilson is something else entirely

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moyokeansimblr · 4 months

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Patreon requests for @angelbeam19 🥳🥳 Sorry that it took so long. Also I don't know why two of my models have their eyes closed but they kept doing it so I gave up. Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck, Plazasims Tharsi Outfit, Sixif Jolina Dress (in Elfdor colors), and Sclub Megan.

Obligatory mentions of issues, details and download below cut 'cause I ramble ⬇️

Plazasims Tharsi Outfit is AM only, comes in original 24 colors swatch included. It does not have morphs because they looked weird. I used the LOD 1 so polycount is aproximately 13k. It's sort of on the LBB bodyshape like you asked. It does have smooth hands anyway.

Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck is AM only, comes in original 25 colors swatch included. Also does not have morphs because they also didn't look good. Also somewhat on LBB bodyshape, it's not super obvious. There's a fair bit of clipping and a couple random lumps and bumps that have wrong bones. I start going a bit cross-eyed with things this high poly (it's the LOD 1 and is still approximately 17k) because I can't tell which little tiny dot is which at that point 😅 I tried so hard.

Sifix Jolina Dress is AF only, comes in the 8 Elfdor colors you chose swatch included. Does have morphs! On e-neilan's bodyshape. Is... a little wonky. 😔 Because I used the LOD 1 for the other two clothes I did here as well not realizing I probably didn't actually need to and I didn't notice the holes and gaps until the end. Bones are a little strange... some of the roses warp when the sim moves her arms because of where they are. I was unsuccessful in fixing that. The off-the-shoulder thing in general gave me some trouble but I personally will use this so I hope it's okay. Polycount is approximately 9k.

Sclub 020923 Megan hair is AF and TF, comes in 15 pooklet/io/digi colors swatch included. Binned and elders go gray. Polycount is approximately 22k. This was my first time reducing polycount and I'll be honest I think I reduced it too much. There are a couple blips. But I was just so proud of myself for figuring out how to reduce that I didn't realize. HUGE thanks to @paluding for first pointing out I was missing half the mesh 😅 and then helping with the bones (also doing the teen mesh) ❤️ Anyway I've got 2 alpha hairs under my belt now so that's cool.

🌟 Plazasims Tharsi Outfit, Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla Cutout Shoulder Turtleneck, Sifix Jolina Dress, and Sclub 020923 Megan download on Patreon (FREE)

But please consider becoming a patron if you want to show me support or make requests! ❤️🙏 Any support is extremely appreciated and really helps me out!

And please don't hesitate to point out any problems or anything I missed. I'll do my best!

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anthonydoingstuff · 8 months

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Final look (until i will get my hands on white marker so i can add sick af details in the background)

Uzi looks a bit wonky but it happens, and it still looks sick

#uzi doorman #uzi fanart #murderdrones uzi #murder drones uzi #md uzi #art #artwork #my art #murderdrones #murder drones #murderdrones fanart #murder drones fanart #murder drones cyn #cyn murder drones #fanart #sketchbook

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meatyarms · 10 months

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ּ Drunken ּ ch1

ּ TAGS ּ explicit ּ angsty af ּ strap-ons ּ nasty sex ּ realism

ּ WC ּ 1,378

ּ SYNOPSIS ּ Sevika comes home late from work all drunk & just fucks you in your sleep unraveling some sober thoughts..

ּ an ּ Wrote this about a month ago and it has been on the back burner since; lost interest. READ IT SLOWLY!!

So hot. Not in a way to upend your temperament, but rather a pleasantly warm body enclosing on the borders of your shoulders. It may have stirred you awake, but you’re happy to hold onto it the rest of the while to sleep. 'It' fails to be still, dislodging from your chest climbing upward. The moment it prodded your chin you snuffed revealing a myriad of familiar aromas─ cologne, cigars, costly, a hint of lavender.

It’s her.

The snappy realization jogs your memory. Something she said about staying out late for a… celebration? It was a better word she used before leaving that evening, for sure. If you’d pondered on it for ages you’d still be lost in indefinite, all that gangster mumbo jumbo sounds vivid as a fever dream through your wan ears. It’s when you see her by the end of each day- albeit through rose-colored glasses- fine and well which gladdens you. Even if it’s..

4 AM??

You wish it were a wonky digital clock for the truth, blinking rapidly to confirm the numbers. It is four-

A vicious cough takes over, it burns, eyes and throat feel alight. It- she reeks of alcohol, it pricks her aura and swirls with the vortex of fragrances, prevailing her natural scent. Must be the result of a post-bender, not a nifty or a short one. The air is poisoned, a hand to seal your mouth is all you’re able to do if you could just- pull it.. from under.. her. You are unable to move.

Your five senses plagued with surreality, aside from the pungent stench you are forced to inhale, it would do you well to lose them. Pitch black overflows your visual perception, and you thought your vision before was bad. Keeping watchful is useless, yet you hold your breath for any movement from her.

Or at least you hope it’s her.

The dark is planting irrational fear into your head. It’s absurd, but you are scared. A wave of anxiety starts and you chance it before hastily swimming to undisclosed places, “Vika?”

There’s a slight shift, a bundle of hair brushes over your chest's center. It tingles, it… your chest is naked. Oh it’s her alright. It’s her and her name which invokes fear around the house, three syllables build a barbed fence so hazardous one wouldn’t dare cross over.

“When did yo─“ she lunges, beastly, eating the rest of your query.

Never matter if you grunted against it, she’ll dig a hole through that pillow using you. Buried alive, it feels like, praying for the crisp edges of your lips to hold on. No. They’ll definitely tear. The stretch is painful, you already loathe the taste of blood incoming. Murdered thoughts cross your mind for a second, the broad line you learned to draw before putting your hands on her seemed almost narrow enough to cross. Almost.

She backs off. Your arms drop, just. “Wha.. thev?” Tongue is numb, dead.

Her breathing is animalistic, it’s heavy, blows with vigor and leaves a trail where she goes. From your neck, all the way down the waist, just prowling. Mumbling, murmuring incoherent things. But what are you able to make of what you can understand?

“Never..” doesn’t bite like you had anticipated, but sucks your skin till the color comes off. “Gone.”

Glides down your thigh, “won’t let you..” repeats the same odd sequence.

Befuddled by her blunt ignorance, you start to wonder if she even knows you’re awake. She woke you, on work night no less, glommed the very few hours you have left before inevitably going back to the grind then proceeds to pass you up?

It might be the earlier migraine’s doing, but denying that you’re somewhat hassled would plant another headache. Your fuse is being tested.

Maybe it’s more than just a nasty late night heat, “hey, is everything okay?” Something more she’s in dire need of, something less tangible than usual. You press harder on her shoulders, she’s warm, manoeuvring their broadness to uplift your upper body. Only to fall back flat, wrists trapped in her grip banged against the headboard. It strains, gradually weakens then sets free— she’s telling you to stay still.

A measly reminder to ‘keep off’, and she will do it again should you make another attempt at her venery. Nevertheless, her aggressive implicitness is unappreciated, you wish she spoke instead. Has she even looked at you once? A shine beaming on her hair all over where her eyes should be suggests otherwise. She’s careless, unbothered by the mess coating her sight.

Just how much did she have to drink?

Time passes and you let it, her lips have been tailing an invisible string extended over each part of you for about an hour now. A haze, you dozed off every second of it to immediately be jerked awake to another bruise. Grey circles with uneven outlines, more felt than seen; the sun couldn’t rise any slower and help this gloomy room out, or you. The most she made on you, the least you’ve ever acknowledged them. As for her, the darkness makes for a better conversationalist than those incessant garbled mutters.

Her body heat ascends, at last, another chance to get something out of her. The cold rushes to encircle you again, cramming the new path between your raw bodies. It’s been missed, the city’s natural temperature on your skin, but for how long? Is she done now?

Slightly damp hands douse your love handles and you sigh, “baby.” You called her with gall, but it doesn’t alarm you. Nor her, seemingly, she goes on to take your hips dangerously close into her lap and thrusts-

Your grunt cracks, the irk remains stuck in your throat— she won’t let you express the full extent of it anyway fu- she’s deep. It’s all over your legs, the tension outspreading from the toys size, her darn fondness for the big. The stretch of your cunt is wide but it was its looseness that stunned you, how long has she been fucking into you? Moreover, how on earth did you sleep through it?

Her gentle dexterity, the culprit, paved the way for her to go all out with utter smoothness. Wetness in her lap is loud, slippy and only multiplies by the rough pound. She quickly hits her usual pace and you go for the sheets before she sends your puny form into oblivion, no further chance will be given once she’s fixed on her wayward speed.

And so she does.

The sight in front of you. Her swiftness is trance-like, you clench harder the bed to not lose your face in it. She’s still sloppy, a mass of hair oscillates back and forth vigorously hiding any part of her face leaving you curiously starved. This aroused inebriated cavewoman confuses you, it already feels so fucking good but should you go through with it? Whatever this is.

Not sure, can’t be- can’t think. “Vika..want to..see..” her face, but nothing happens.

You were wrong. It is a nasty, nasty fucking heat.

She is clearly blinded by lust, an alien melancholy pulls you under. It feels lonely, this emotional engagement is one-sided with a side so barren. If not entirely missing. She is missing. Answers you with reticency, quashes your movements instantly. This can’t be the result of an abberant drinking, not alone.

A drizzle of sweat slides down her neck stimulating an unbearable tickle, but Sevika doesn’t flinch. She is focused and you’re so close, the thrill overcomes your suspenseful thoughts. Regardless of what this could be, it’s maddening and you need it.

But she wouldn’t give it to you yet.

The toy pauses in the deepest part of you, its girth cramps and twists your insides into its ghastly shape. Soon it’s warm again, she dives to your neck going over the same ordeal. The talking, mooning over random parts of your body.

“You’re not like them,” the dark itself twists before your eyes, your head takes time to stop buzzing from the instant break. “No.” Not gibberish, but full words she’s forming. ‘Them’?

“You’re-“ her torso jumps, a sudden spasm— a hiccup. You never knew she could. “You’re my girl,” of course, but-

“Won’t leave me.”

…Leave?

,,,

ּ Wow, you made it this far? Gay ass. But hey, have a splendid day and don't be too insecure bout your learning self (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

#yeah I like to put reader in chaos #sevika #arcane sevika #sevika arcane #sevika imagine #sevika x you #soft!sevika #sevika x reader #sevika smut #lesbian #wlw #wlw smut #saphhic #MeatysFics

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kennysboxergf · 9 months

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Attractiveness scale

Im trying to sleep at the moment but the sleep just ain’t coming ya know so im gonna post this and dip but I wanted to rate the Beta Squad members and a few of the guests by attractiveness for fun 🤷‍♀️

this is personal so like not who’s conventionally attractive but who is to me 🤭

the ten ppl I will be ranking are Sharky, Kenny, Chunkz, AJ, Niko (obvs) and then Darkest, Filly, Gib, HP and Johnny Carey cus i cant remember no one else

also no one talk about the spelling mistakes in this it’s late and i dont wanna spell check rn

Coming in on Number Ten its

10 - Harry Pinero

his hairlines reached the base of his skull at this point and he’s just never really been my fav guest so he gets last place unfortunately 😕😕 i think this is only bcus he violates my faves and I stand up against bullying thank you very much

9 - Yung Filly

ok yall gonna get mad at me for this one but he’s very bf material i cant lie just not very attractive for me? There’s some vids and photos where he’s like FINNEEE but then most of the time he’s mad funny and cute just not that attractive ya know and he looks like he’s 4’3”, like I KNOW he’s taller but he dresses and the way he moves idk he moves short af

8 - AnesonGib

ok so I had him 6th originally but I acc looked at pics of him and changed my mind, I have not seen a single Gib vid like from his own channel, ive seen gib in the Mafia vid, some old Chunkz vids and ive seen his fights but he’s so FINE and underrated as fuck like?? Appreciate this man?? And he seems mad kind. I <3 Gib. I do not know anything about him tho but I recently saw a vid of Chunkz from like 6 years ago with him in it and Young gib? Mad fine but also he looks almost child entertainer ish so do with that what you will

7 - Chunkz

aight ya ok, my BAD, im SORRY but like he’s just not it for me, he’s leng i wont lie but like he’s so authoritative and i cant with that ya know? Like I need a chill man for me im somehow worried this man gonna slap my neck if I talk back and im not tryna get treated like toddler im tryna be your girl? calm ur ass down and we talk

6 - AJ

ok SO I know, I know, im going to get absolutely dragged and maybe even jumped for how low this is but like once again he’s very aggressive and sh and I cnat deal with that, he MAD fine tho he’s so Hahrhdhhfbdnsk but like I rate the others better he is taller then me tho so he can have that

5 - Johnny Carey

YALL SLEEP ON THIS MAN, YALL ARE SNORING AND DROLLING AND EVERYHTING CUS THIS MAN IS SO FINE like I cnat deal with him he’s so fine to me? Like yeah he looks a little wonky and asymmetrical but like? Have you seen the wya he looks at people? Omgmgmmgmg

4 - Kenny

considerably low considering my username but ive developed as a person dont judge me but he mad mad good looking, when he boxes?? 10/10 in a track suit?? 10/10 this entire man is one big SMASH like ❤️

3 - Niko

this man is so cute but also hot its weird to believe he exists like?? I want to climb him like a tree, nuff said and maybe he IS a little lanky but he’s MY sorta lanky (ive always been this way, the nickname for my crush in middle school was lanky tree like taht legit what he called him and looking back he WAS lanky af)

2 - Sharky

Sharky, Sharky, Sharky where do I even start? I think the Sharky girlies on here have said enough for me, he’s hot, he’s cute, he’s nice, he’s funny what more do you even want? And he dresses so NICE and his smile is so SWEET and he’s CARING like omg I might fall in luv and his Hands. Thats it. Look at his hands my Lordy lord.

1 - Darkest Man

my bae, my love, I will defend his bald head for life, Aaliyah has SPOILED me by mentioning how fine he was cus now i cant Stop watching every video ever with him in it, ive watched FootAsylum, his own channel, Chunkz Channel, Sharky’s Channel, even JD sports just to watch him on my screen like he’s so funny I’m cracking up every other second and he looks good doing it too and the faces he makes and HIS HANDS omg dont even get me started heiwkwkskfb I cnat even he’s my no. 1 🫶🫶

Done

ok so taht was my list and now im gonna nominate my mutuals to do this too, you can go for the same guests or choose your own its entirely up to you but I wann see some more opinions so please do it 🫶🫶

Taglist- @b4tasquad @allygatcr @shuuuuush @vctrvn-ls

Sadly that is all my moots, I thought I had more but thats it I guess, I hope yall can find time to do this otherwise its fine 😭🫶

#beta squad #niko omilana #sharky #king kenny #aj shabeel #chunkz #darkest man #johnny carey #harry pinero #yung filly #anesongib

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somethingthing · 1 year

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Firecrackers

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff, spelling mistakes cause its rushed af

Word count: idk (short)

A/n: Happy new years everyone!! I kind of rushed this to get it out before 00:00, success! My plans got cancelled, so instead of getting black out drunk I´m writing a Daryl Dixon fanfic <33

New years, the time to make promises for the year to come. You had talked to Daryl about it but hadn´t gotten too much of a response more than a huff and a “How´d you even know it´s new years? Ain´t like someone´s keeping count”. He wasn´t wrong, it might not be new years, you could have gotten Christmas wrong too, but in the end people had been happy to celebrate either way.

“Okey, I know that you´re not big on the celebration stuff, but I´m not letting you be alone on new years” Daryl was leaning against a tree when you approached him. Majority of the people in Alexandria were inside, toasting and laughing together, but not Daryl, or you for that matter.

“If I wanted company I´d be inside” he nodded towards the window where you could see the party inside “Still ain´t new years, just a Saturday”

You stood in front of him, arms crossed to keep up your warmth “Now, how do you know that it´s a Saturday but not new years eve?” you teased, he lit a cigarette and shrugged in response “You know, it doesn't matter what day it is, people just need something the be happy about, fireworks would´ve been nice though” it really would have, but even if you had found some it wasn´t the best idea considering all the walkers.

He didn´t say anything, just continued to focus on his cigarrett. A shiver ran down your spine, it was cold out and the small amount of alcohol you´d had inside wasn´t enough to keep you warm “Please come inside, celebration or not we miss you inside, I miss you inside” You reached your arm out to give him a nudge.

Putting out his half finished cigarette and placing it back in the pack he slowly pushed himself off from the tree “Fine” A grin was creeping it´s way on to his lips as he reached inside his vest “It ain´t fireworks, but it´s sometin´” he pulled out a wonky box of firecrackers.

“No way! No freaking way, where did you get them?” the fact that you were freezing just a moment ago was forgotten “Can i light one?” you practically ripped the box from his hands, like a kid not having the patiens to unwrap a gift.

He gave out a genuine laugh and held out his lighter “They´re counting” he nodded towards the window again, they were, holding their glasses in the air. Ten… nine... You took out two and handed him one, lighting yours first and then his with your own.

“Four… three… two… one” and just like that, the crackers went out “Happy new year, Daryl Dixon” you were smiling ear to ear.

“Yeah yeah, happy Sunday Sunshine” yeah yeah, that will have to do.

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Thanks for reading and happy new years again!!

#The Walking Dead #twd fanfiction #twd daryl #daryl dixon #daryl dixon imagine #daryl x reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fluff #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead daryl #daryl x y/n

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the-musical-cc · 6 months

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A HANDY GUIDE TO KNOWING WHICH FRANKELDA ENGLISH DUB YOU ARE WATCHING BY SOMEONE WHO'S GONE THROUGH BOTH:

It's been brought to my attention that some, ahem, unofficial streaming sites have the old english dub done in what was likely a severe time crunch by a studio that... wasn't really prepared for the task back in 2021, rather than the new and improved one released at the beginning of this month, which results in people meeting excitement over the english version with puzzlement and even indignation having experienced the former rather than the latter.

Here's a few pointers to help you spot which one you're watching:

Titles. @figmentedjedi brought it up in a post already but the 2023 dub has Frankelda herself read it where the old one has Herneval do it.

2023 dub has inserts for anything shown in screen that is written in spanish and otherwise incomprehensible without translation, included the titles of the stories Frankelda reads.

New dub consistently and constantly misses loops and just leaves characters flapping without anything coming out. The best example to this is Nemo's counter during the Gnome's song, where he's very clearly singing but nothing can be heard.

This is where the whole 'Old dub didn't really have any involvement or even revision of the Ambriz Brothers' comes in stronger but you know how the show's title is 'Frankelda's Book of Spooks'? Well, there they call the creatures in her stories 'Scares' for reasons I still can't discern, my best guess is they didn't really have any quality control on board with the project. Long story short, if they say 'Scares', it's the old dub.

If El Coco calls himself 'Boogaboo' and is autotuned AF in his song, you're watching the old dub. New dub has him introducing himself with both El Coco and The Boogeyman and has the same voice actor that voiced him in spanish doing the song. Trust me, it's night and day.

I feel kinda bad about pointing this out because I still insist the actors in the old dub seem to me to have been doing the best they could with what they'd been handed and this seems to have been completely on the production... but the english in the old one is rather clumsy. To be clear, in order to translate from spanish to english, you are often better off pretty much rewriting the sentence AFTER having understood it in it's entirety because the grammar and even the sentence structure can be vastly different between one another, so translating literally and word by word often results in complete nonsense or at least very, very awkward wording both from english to spanish and viceversa. This wasn't done here and it results in a lot of times where understanding what was said takes you a bit because the structure of the sentence was all wonky.

That aside, grammar as a whole wasn't as thoroughly consulted as it could have been. So there's quite a bit of fumbles. The ones I remember the most is the Mermaid saying 'All these innocent childs' and Nemo saying 'Chores' instead of 'Homework' (Tarea can both mean homework and stuff you do around the house so that was probably where they got confused) The new dub is a lot more competent in this aspect.

This one's more of a nitpick I guess but in the old dub they have no idea whatsoever of how to pronounce some of the kids' names. Tere becomes Terry, Uli becomes Julie.

They also call Pan de Muerto 'Bread of the Dead', which... it's not that it's bad but who even calls it that? We don't call Croissants 'Crescent moons' so I see no reason to, and if you have no idea what Pan de Muerto is, that name makes it sound unpleasantly like something made FROM dead people. 'Day of the dead bread', which is used in the new dub is not only clearer to what it IS, something that is consumed in the Day of the Dead, but they use it alongside the original name because that IS its name. I never understand when dubs want to completely erase the cultural identity of what they are representing, and they did a wonderful job going around that in the 2023 dub where the old one even calls them 'Breadrolls' at one point.

This is where I insist the actors at least had some idea of what they were doing for the most part but the old dub adds some reactions that were never there for the original latam track and weren't put in the new one either.

Both Totolina and Francisca's grandma in the old dub sound like they're trying for a really posh british accent (Which is hilarious in context, as it was Francisca's DAD who came from... I wanna say Cornwall as it seems more likely given the time period and provided lore, but her mother's side of the family are locals to Hidalgo.) where the new dub has a very neutral english. She is also voiced by Debra Wilson, and particularly 'You can transform', the witches' song, takes full advantage of her range and energy.

This one's even a little bit obvious but the new dub was released with a visual remaster, making it so the old dub is only available with the old visuals. The newer one is, then, only available with the remaster. Here's a couple of pics for comparison of one of the moments where it's the most evident.

Pre-Remaster:

Post-Remaster.

Finally (And this should make it a lot easier.) the songs are wildly different between one version and another, and you can reference what the new dub versions are easily because they've been posted both on Spotify and Youtube under the Water Tower Music account and the Frankelda's Book of Spooks topic. If the songs don't have those lyrics, then you're watching the old dub, simple as that.

Hope this helps and happy watching! Do watch the original with subs if it's at all possible because, I insist, it's amazing.

#Frankelda #Frankelda's Book of Spooks #Sustos Ocultos de Frankelda #Cinema Fantasma #Cc rants

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topnotchquark · 6 months

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Uhhhh you guys want some Bezz x Cele fluff? Because I wrote 1800+ words of Bezz x Cele fluff. Yes it's Boarding School au man wtf we live in a society of course I wrote the Boarding school au.

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Bezz pokes at the scab just above his knee. It's freshly formed, he had absorbed impact from Pecco running into him on the field during practice yesterday. His kneepads had mostly protected him but caused the skin to rub off at that particular spot.

Bezz had always had the habit of picking at his wounds, more out of boredom than anything else. When Cele was around, he would simply ask him to stop torturing his own body like a little moth in the hands of a rambunctious toddler, but Cele had been away for three days from school for a family thing. The wedding of some distant cousin combined with some medical check that Cele needed in the city. His dad had come to pick him up and Bezz had walked with him to drop him off and to say hello to Cele's dad.

3 days shouldn't feel like a lot and Bezz had a thousand different things to do, what with the upcoming national level games season and schoolwork dictating his every minute, but he still thought about Cele. He missed sitting next to him for all meals, he missed Cele coming upstairs to see him after lights out, he missed how he would agree without much resistance when Bezz wanted to sneak out at night, he missed Cele foraging for fruits in the woods and bringing them back for everyone to eat, he missed running into him in the corridors during classes, and of course he missed him on the field because Jaume was too young to be a good practice session replacement for the team.

Bezz is about to wreck carnage absent mindedly on his wound when Luca comes out of the phone room and pats Bezz on the shoulder.

The boys get to call home twice a week from a room divided into little booths, the attendant in the room sat there to note your name down and tell you to put the phone down when your time was up.

Bezz makes his way to the booth in the far left corner that Luca just left, he nods to Pecco in the other corner who is on call and dials his dad's number that he knows by heart. They talk about his preparation for the upcoming season and his dad tells him about things in the garage, next he calls his mum and she asks him about school and classes and practice and his little sister screams a quick hello to him and when he keeps the phone down with quick exchanges of "work hard" and "miss you" and "I love you" his heart feels a bit wonky. It's been years away from home but he still hasn't fully learnt how to squash that feeling.

Before keeping the phone down he makes a split second decision and calls Cele's mom, another number he knows by heart for some reason.

"Oi Bezzechi, you've been hogging that phone forever, put it down!!" The attendant shouts at him, his brows furrowed.

"Yes sorry please please please just one moment" Bezz quickly pleads as he waits for the line to connect. The attendant tells him to make it quick as Cele's mom answers. She sweetly asks Bezz how he's been doing as she calls Cele over to hand him the phone.

"Marco, is everything okay?" Cele's newly matured voice implores.

"Uhh yes why wouldn't it be?"

"You're calling from school."

"Ah. Yes yes. Just wanted to tell you to, uhhh, yeah come back soon cele practice isn't great"

"Is Jaume not good"

"No no he's fine. Just. You know......"

"Hmmm. I get it. Listen Bezz, I need you to help me okay I have some stuff with me when I get back okay"

"Yeah sure. Listen I gotta go okay this man will cancel all my calls for the next month okay. I miss you, bye."

"I, uhh, I miss you too Marco, bye"

Bezz doesn't spend too much time thinking about Cele's request. He's probably sneaking some food into the dormitory which isn't allowed and the weird luggage checking procedure makes it so that you just have to be extra careful with the contraband.

The next day when Bezz comes down to dinner after practice and evening study he finds Cele already in the dining hall. He hurries over to him and immediately wraps him into a hug, slapping his back and ruffling his curls.

"I thought you wouldn't be here till tomorrow! Who dropped you off?"

"My cousin, he was on his way back to University so I came back early. Listen, Marco......"

Whatever it is that Cele wanted to tell Bezz is cut off by Pecco, Luca, and Franco gathering around him and asking him how was home and he better be up to speed for the morning practice tomorrow and what did the doctor say and if he found any cute girls at the wedding.

All throughout dinner Bezz notices Cele fidgeting nervously, pushing his food around as Luca talks about the rival regional teams they will be facing and the specific characteristics of every player he can recall.

Post dinner, the boys walk back to their house building in a group, Cele quickly dipping into the dormitory on the first floor as the rest make their way up to the rooms.

Before Bezz can go back downstairs to ask Cele what's up, Pecco reminds him to finish his trig homework lest he be skinned alive by the teacher and Bezz enlists the help of both Luca and Pecco to get through the exercises.

It's an hour past lights out when Bezz is finally done and before he has a moment to lie down Cele comes into the room. His eyes look a bit crazy and the pockets of his jacket are puffed up weirdly but before Bezz can ask any questions Cele starts yanking at his arm to get up.

"hurry up Marco!!!" Cele hisses, straining to keep his voice low

"Okay okay damn let me put on my shoes"

"Take the torch please" cele whines.

Bezz raises his brows but doesn't protest much. Torches are reserved for the big expedition sneak outs, the ones you have to plan for, the ones away from their usual haunts, torches are a liability, they draw the attention of the school guards. Bezz still takes his and hides it in his pocket.

They silently get out through the windows on the ground floor, holding their breath and watching their step so as not to alert the guards. Bezz has been sneaking out since pretty much his first year in school, so much so that he can navigate most paths in pitch black darkness. When Cele and Bezz became friends he started bringing him along, gently teaching him to be mindful of his arms and head and stepping around in a way that makes less noise. Cele wasn't the most graceful when it came to slinking around, but Bezz was okay with that as long as they were together.

The moon was shining above their heads, almost fluorescent in its brightness. Bezz glances over at Cele's determined face, his lashes casting spider leg shadows on his cheeks. Cele's pale skin and dark hair seem almost ghostly and Bezz's heart feels so funny. He swallows to keep his wits intact and focus on the path.

"Wait Cele are we walking towards the lake?" Bezz realises that he's been straining a bit to keep up with Cele.

"Mhmmm"

"Wait wait wait no you have to tell me what's up you've been acting too weird."

"No Marco we can't talk here we will get caught please we have to go" Cele pleads with him and suddenly takes Bezz's hand in his to rush him along. Bezz feels too shocked at Cele's sudden gesture and simply can't find the words to protest. They walk for a few minutes where all Bezz can think about is the warmth of Cele's soft hand in his. Bezz thinks self consciously about the calluses on his palm and whether they feel weird for Cele to touch. Cele's plam, soft and smooth and warm and alive and real to the touch and somehow Bezz feels that whatever is real in him is emanating from that part of his body that is holding on to Cele.

"Here. Come." Cele lets go of Bezz's hand Bezz feels a little deflated. Cele walks near a tree and picks up a cardboard box and brings it to Bezz.

"I have rabbits."

"......you...what" Bezz thinks he hasn't heard him right.

"There were rabbits at the wedding venue but I don't think they were being treated right so I picked them up"

"Cele what even.... how did you even steal them and oh my god is this area even safe"

"I didn't steal them Marco!!!!! They are young, kind of, I think they are almost babies, it was just three of them"

"Diobono three is a lot! Have they eaten?"

"I had left some lettuce, and I have more, I need your help feeding them"

"Okay okay fine, let's find a place to sit"

Bezz finds that inside the cardboard box there is a little pet carrier covered with a blanket. Cele pushes in some food through the metal gate grills but the bunnies seem to be asleep for now.

"What's the plan cele?"

"There archery lawns have a place for rabbits. I will leave them there. I trust the school gardener, we used to have rabbits in my first year at school, he's good with them."

"You think nobody will notice three rabbits appearing out of nowhere."

"They will but they won't know it's us"

Bezz can't help smiling at the response. Cele trusts it will all be good so intently that Bezz can't help be infected by the same disposition.

"Do you want to hold them?" Cele offers.

"Uhh yeah okay yeah."

"Just be relaxed, okay"

Cele opens the metal grate a little and ushers Bezz to put his hand inside.

A warm delight runs through Bezz when he touches the soft fur. He feels them moving with their breath and gently gently strokes the fur. A smile breaks out on his face, wide and luminous under the moonlight.

"It's nice, no" Cele says as he watches Bezz's face.

"Yes, I didn't expect them to be this soft"

They sit a bit longer, trying to feed the bunnies, talking, trying to come up with stories about these rabbits that will convince people to keep them.

Bezz asks Cele to hold on to the box and make no noise as he navigates a path to the Archery Lawns. Cele takes a minute to leave them in the enclosure, worrying about them. Bezz's reassurance a little ineffective as he says his goodbyes, leaving more lettuce and some broccoli in the carrier.

When they finally start walking back towards the Dorms, Bezz takes Cele's hand in his, his confident decisive gesture in sharp contrast with the nerves he feels inside. Cele offers no protest and holds on. Bezz feels breathless thinking about how similar Cele's beautiful hand feels to the soft rabbits he just held a while ago.

#my interaction with bunnies has always been supervised so please if some of you are bunny girls please forgive me #or tell me about some bunny peculiarities hehe I would love to listen #this bunnt story is real life inspired btw #also I fully anti chekov-gunned the torch #I actually was going to weave it into the story with the batteries going out and these two being stuck in a the dark and you know how it is #but I have been sick so I stopped #when I was young I read the rabbit and moon mythological tale #cele's name means heavenly #moon is a heavenly body #the rabbit and moon are correlated in my culture #plus I am insane #so all that has been weaved into the story #writing Bezz POV was so fun my adhd king I need to do this again #I am bad at writing but by god I have ideas #anyway please read love you #if you enjoy reading it please remember I am telepathically sending you a forehead kiss #and ask box open of course for thoughts and ideas and criticism and questions #marco bezzechi #celestino vietti #bezz x cele #cele/bezz #bezz/cele #bezzietti #bezzietti? is that a ship name tag for these two?#please tag with any other names you have for their ship #man I just want to write about these two kissing but for the life of me I want to faff around for 1500 words before I can even get to it #if you have specific prompts for making these two kiss pls direct them to the ask box and I will do my best #motogp #motogp rpf #bezz

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