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norrisleclercf1 · 2 months
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can i request dad!lando where his son is a huge mommas boy and doesn’t let lando near her
A/N: Totally seeing this happening to him
Rolling over you smile as Lando sleeps peacefully next to you, drooling a little bit. You giggle, touching your husbands, cheek. He had gotten in late from one of his races. You remember when you two were young, you'd always stay in the city and party.
Now, with your 5-year-old boy, Thomas, Lando refused to be away more than necessary. It was rare for you to wake up with the two of you, as Thomas loved sleeping in bed with both of you.
Lando groans, eyes squeezing before opening and you stare at those eyes you feel in love with. The held the same light, but even you could see the age in them. "Morning," Lando smiles and moves closer pulling you in.
"Forgot what it's like to actually just have my wife in bed." He jokes and you roll your eyes. It was well known that Thomas was a mamas boy and even worse, is currently going through a stage of not liking Lando near you.
It was normal apparently for the kids to latch onto one parent and hate when the other is all over them. When Thomas was a baby he hated when you'd kiss Lando or hold him when you husband was present. Now, Thomas was by your side all the time. "Stop, he's just used to being with me." Lando sighs and moves deeper into your hold.
"Mommy!" Thomas throws your door open and jumps onto your bed. He stops and sees Lando in your arms and starts to frown. "No, my mommy. She's not yours, Daddy." Thomas pokes Lando all over who tries hard not to laugh but fails as he starts to laugh and Thomas takes the opportunity to steal Lando's spot.
You laugh and hold your baby boy as Lando glares, but it's a soft glare filled with humor. "Thomas, can't Mommy and I hug?" Thomas glares, the opposite of Lando's glare though. "No, she's mine. Go hug your own mommy." Thomas sticks his tongue out and Lando and you share a look before Lando sighs.
"Okay, that's it. CUDDLE PILE!" Lando yells and Thomas screams no as Lando drops ontop of both of you and laughter fills the bedroom. "Get off!" Thomas yells, but it holds no heat as he giggles as Lando's beard tickles his cheeks. "Nope, I want to cuddle Mommy, and since you're here, have to cuddle you too." Lando let's go of his weight and Thomas squeals but stops when Lando rests his head on Thomas's chest.
"Missed you Daddy," Thomas mumbles even though he was really hating the fact that Lando was touching you. "I missed you too, buddy." Lando sighs feeling tiny hands start to play with his curls.
"Daddy?" Lando smiles and pulls you both closer into his arms. "Yeah, baby?" "Can you let mommy go now? She's mine?" Lando eyes fly open and you can't help but bust out laughing as Lando rolls over and gets up.
"Kicked out of my own bed again," "Yes, now can we have breakfast Daddy?" Thomas asks and you and your husband share a look. "Yes, your highness. Need anything else?" Thomas thinks and sticks his hands up. "Hug," Lando melts, unable to help himself he scoops his little boy up and kisses his cheeks and squeezes him tight. "Alright, stealer. Keep cuddling Mom for me." "Yes, sir." Thomas giggles and goes back to you.
You loved these mornings, they were just perfect for your little family.
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anniedam · 3 months
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Could you please do a luke x reader where reader is the older half sister of percy and luke asks her out and reader agrees then when he went to her cabin to pick her up for their date percy opens the door and just interrogates him and tries to threaten him that if he hurts his sister he'll drown him and all honestly just percy being a protective younger brother. Then at the end of their Date luke takes her back to her cabin and reader days she had a good time and kisses his cheek before entering the cabin and luke just watches her with a big smile on his face then he suddenly sees percy glaring at him at the window which shocks him a bit and all HAHAHAHHA I just thought it would be cute and all you don't have to do it if you're not really comfortable with it!!!
“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐈 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝*𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟.” ⚕
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a/n- i live for sassy younger sibling percy. i’m sorry but this reminds me so much of this vine that i had to title it that. hope you enjoy anon! 𑁍
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“maybe you should, oh i don’t know, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 go on a date with this guy?”
“percy, just call him luke! you know who he is!”
your younger brother huffed out a sigh and began pacing the room. as much as he liked luke, he did 𝘯𝘰𝘵 enjoy the fact he was going on a date with his sister. even if they were just half-siblings she treated him like she’d known him since birth, always doting on him and protecting him. then all of a sudden he began acting like this, fending off anybody that dare to even look at her in a funny way, which brings people to think he’s a little shit. he totally is, but that’s a story for another time.
𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬
“pers, will you go get the door please?”
the boy came to an abrupt stop, turned to you, raised an eyebrow like 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺? 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬?, and went back to his pacing. not having any of it, you calmly turned to him with a sickeningly sweet smile.
“perseus jackson if you don’t open that door for me, i will declare all my bathroom cleaning days yours.”
now that got him to move, and as quick as a lightning bolt he rushed to the door. upon opening it, what he saw was something from his nightmares. he never thought something like 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 would become real.
“hey percy, is [name] almost ready?”
luke castellan, that son of a bitch. percy sneered at the older boy, getting up close and personal to his face. he addressed the son of hermes in a condescending manner.
“oh heyyyyy luke, she’s almost done. how about we step outside for a bit, eh?”
the bouquet of daises in luke’s hands were freshly picked, percy could tell, but that did not stop him from saying what he said next.
“now listen to me nice and clear, mr. sister stealer. if anything ever, i mean EVER happens to her under your watch, i will drag you to the oceans depths and watch you drown. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐢 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝*𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟.”
“woah percy, it’s not like tha-“
lucky for luke, you opened the door just as percy was about to threaten him with something else. you looked beautiful, even if you were just in your camp t-shirt and a little make up. the son of hermes was sure he was in the presence of a goddess. turning to your younger brother, you gave him a little scolding with luke awkwardly standing in the background.
“sorry about him luke, you ready? oh, are those flowers? you shouldn’t have!”
“anything for you, princess. did i mention you look beautiful tonight?”
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the night was amazing, luke was truly a gentleman. a picnic with the beautiful beaches and skies of long island sound surrounded the two of you, it was perfect. on your way there, there were a few times you almost fell but he was always ready to catch you. he had even taken the liberty of making sure you got back to your cabin safe and sound, holding your hand the entire walk.
before you entered through the aquamarine doors, you turned back to face luke. you could’ve sworn you saw hearts in his eyes. a sweet smile crept up on your face, you took a step closer and reached up to hold his face. your lips touched his for a quick second, not giving him enough time to reciprocate your affections.
“thank you for such an amazing time, luke. i think you earned a kiss.”
after that you pulled away and went into your cabin, leaving the poor boy flustered and in shock. why did you have to be so charming? through his crisis however, he saw something in the corner of his eye.
in the window, there stood percy jackson, glaring at him. the stare was almost as terrifying as a gods, if not as terrifying. the son of poseidon mouthed the words, 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥*𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, and turned away to welcome his sister back home. the poor older boy was shocked, slightly freaked out, but elated he got a kiss from you. maybe he should be the one to give you a quick kiss next time…
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@𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐦 𑁍
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frogchiro · 3 months
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neighbour!ghost who reader goes to when her washing machine suddenly breaks,, carrying her basket of clothes to his front door with an apologetic glance towards the masked man
he gladly takes her dirty clothes, “don’t worry love, i’ll bring ‘em over when they’re ready” but as he loads them into his washer, he can’t help but lock his eyes onto the lacy panties discarded in the basket..
panty stealer!neighbour!ghost who now insists on helping you with your washing, reader being totally oblivious to why her panties keep going missing!!!!!!!!
Disgusting, awful and icky neighbour Ghost definitely steals your clothes from time to time from the communal washing line in the backyard. But it's honestly your own damn fault; leaving such pretty frilly panties out and about, they're a way too easy target for some perverts y'know? They're everywhere in this neighbourhood, it's a good thing Simon's a good man and saves them!
Well, his idea of 'saving' them is to just fuck his fist until he's spent and achy and the delicate material of your underwear is now slick and sticky from his thick sperm :(( Not to mention any of your soft cotton shirts are sometimes going missing too, totally not added to his bed in a form of nest where he sleeps with your clothes to breath in your scent :((
And oh gee golly shucks, would you look at that! Oh your washing machine broke huh? And the laundromat across the street is too pricey? Well don't you worry your pretty head, Simon's a good neighbour and he will take care of everything, you don't worry darling just be sure to bake him those decadent chocolate cookies and you'll be set, alright?
Sleazy neighbour!Simon loves to act like the good guy, like your own personal savior while he knows very well that he's anything but that :/ He's very self aware but it only fuels his delusions and his love and obsession over you and now with you bringing him your dirty laundry it's like you're asking for it!!
Will fuck his fist and cum over all of your panties in the hamper before chucking them into the washing machine and grumble about all his seed going to waste >:( However as a consolation prize he allows himself to take one or two pairs, you never notice anyway <3
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redrose10 · 2 months
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Chapter 14! Honestly I didn’t expect this go past 4 or 5 chapters in total so this is crazy, but I really appreciate all the feedback and love that I’ve received. I think this chapter and the next one are going to be quite the roller coaster ride.
Yoongi X Female Reader. CEO/Arranged Marriage AU
Summary: You were selected to marry the wayward CEO/Billionaire/Heir, Min Yoongi. You went into it with an open mind and heart determined to try and make it work. Yoongi on the other hand had no intention of ever letting you in let alone allowing himself to fall in love with you. Slowly you start to associate the smell of cinnamon and vanilla with the feelings of hurt and sorrow.
Word count: 2,018
Warnings: (May get updated as chapters progress): Arranged marriage, cheating/infidelity, hints of smut (Probably won’t get very explicit but we’ll see how it goes), Sexual Assault, Brief mentions of death, Reader grew up an orphan, General Angst, Swearing
Tag list: @gimeow @kam9404 @viankiss @baechugff @gaby-93 @kayleefriedchicken @igot7fairlyoddparents @jalexad @drrookie
“Alright, I just texted Suri to let her know that I told you about the baby and that you’re really upset and trying to leave. I asked if she wanted to come over and talk this through. She said she’s on her way.”, Yoongi said taking a seat next to you. You were still nervous about this whole thing. Even though the previous week had been spent doing everything to prepare. Making sure everyone’s stories matched up. Woo-Sung came over for dinner and he was even more handsome and charming in person which made Yoongi turn into a jealous rude jerk causing a small argument, but the two of you recovered quickly. Your bags were already packed and hiding out in your room. All you had to do was put your acting skills to the test when Suri got there and make it believable.
Yoongi noticed that you were still uncertain about the whole situation by the way you kept twisting your wedding ring around your finger. A nervous habit of yours that he had picked up. Gently he placed a hand on your thigh giving it a light squeeze.
“Text me when you get to Jimins and call me if you need anything at any point. I’ll keep you updated too.”
You nodded in acceptance, “I will Yoongi. I just hope everything goes smoothly.”
“We’ll make it wor-“
There was a knock at the door that interrupted you both.
He looked over at you with a sly smile, “Show time.”
He gave you a quick kiss before jogging over to the door. You ran off to your room to wait for Yoongi to join you. It had only been seconds, but already felt like hours.
Yoongi swung open the front door greeted by a smug Suri sipping on an Iced Americano.
“Glad to see you finally came to your senses.”, she said letting herself in.
Yoongi rolled his eyes closing the door behind her.
“Should you really be drinking coffee like that right now?”
“The doctor said a cup a day is fine. You’d know that if you bothered to show up at all for our baby.”
He had to take a deep breath and remind himself to stay calm before he snapped and ruined everything.
“So where is the little boyfriend stealer? Did she leave already? I definitely want to turn her room into the nursery.”
Yoongi couldn’t believe just how delusional Suri had become. He almost felt bad for her.
“She’s still packing some of her stuff.”, he responded.
“Good. I want her out of my house.”
“Alright Suri. That’s enough now. Let’s just relax.”
While she made herself something to eat Yoongi paced back and forth a little trying to calm his own nerves. He had been trying to put on an act for you, but deep down he was nervous himself. There was a lot riding on this and he knew how dangerous Suri could be.
“I’m gonna go check on Y/N.”, he said watching as Suri already made herself comfortable. Once he entered your room he felt a sense of relief when he saw you sitting on the bed.
“Ready?”, he whispered. You nodded.
He chuckled before taking a big breath and shouting, “Y/N, can we just stop and talk about this?”
“No Yoongi we can’t. You got another woman pregnant. Do you know how embarrassing that is for me?”
“I do know Y/N. I am so sorry. Just please let me try and fix this.”
“There’s no way to fix this. You have done nothing but hurt me since the day we met when all I wanted to do was to try and love you and make this work between us. Do you know how that has affected me? What that’s done to me? How many nights I was alone and I cried myself to sleep listening to you fuck other women? And now one of them is pregnant on top of it. From now on I am merely your date for the evening when it’s required of me. That’s all. I hate you Min Yoongi.”
When you were finished you were slightly out of breath and felt a burning sensation in your eyes as your vision blurred from the tears that were forming. At that moment you realized that maybe you weren’t acting so much after all. Yoongi seemed to realize too as he grabbed your hand and pulled you close to him wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in the crook of your neck. He squeezed you so tight you had a hard time catching your breath. “I’m so sorry Y/N. It will never happen again. I swear on everything that I will never intentionally hurt you again.”, he whispered in your ear.
When you pulled away he wiped away your tears before handing you the small bags you had already packed and opened the bedroom door for you giving you a kiss.
“Call me later.”, he mouthed.
“Go fuck yourself Yoongi.”, you yelled followed by a smirk that turned to a silent giggle watching him act dramatically hurt by your words.
Slamming the door you stormed off towards the entrance way not even paying Suri any attention, afraid that you might blow it all and laugh if you looked at her.
Once in the hallway you took a moment to catch your breath and compose yourself. You were quite proud of your little performance and it felt great to finally get some of that aggression out.
You texted Yoongi once you got to Jimins to let him know you were safe and to ask how everything went once you left. According to him Suri believed everything and was beyond happy you were out of the picture.
The following week should’ve been relaxing in theory, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Yoongi called you every day and even snuck over to see you after work a couple times. He reassured you nothing had happened with Suri and he had managed to convince her to sleep in the other room without much of a fight. She seemed to just be basking in the glory of thinking she finally won. You also had the bonus of spending a lot of extra time with Jimin, the two of you spent most nights up late watching tv and snacking on various goodies while partaking in the occasional gossip.
Your worries came to the forefront of your mind on Friday and everything quickly came crashing down around you. It was the day before you and Woo-Sung were supposed to head over to Yoongi’s to get some more of your things. Jimin had headed to the office pretty early that day and you hadn’t heard from Yoongi yet so you spent the day alone.
While laying in bed you could hear your phone ringing from its spot on the table where it was charging. Really you wanted to just ignore it and let it go to voicemail, but then you got worried something could be wrong. Walking over you saw a familiar name flashing on the screen.
Mrs. Chan lived next door to you and Yoongi. She was a tiresome older woman who had more time on her hands than she knew what to do with which led to constant complaints on her part. Always little things that most people wouldn’t even notice. You once heard from the security guard that she complained to the manager of the apartment complex where you all lived that she didn’t like the color of the red lettering on the exit signs around the building. They were too bright and she demanded a more muted red be installed. It still makes you laugh thinking about it. The only reason she even had your number was because you watched her dog one time while she went on vacation a few months ago. Something you’ve regretted ever since. You weren’t really in the mood for her, but once again your anxiety got the best of you and you answered the call to make sure nothing bad happened back home.
“Hello Mrs. Chan. How are you doing?”
“Oh well I’d be a lot better if I didn’t have to walk past your husband and his mistress all over each other like a couple of horny teenagers out in the hallway of our apartment building.”
Your mouth went so dry you didn’t think you’d be able to breathe.
“Honestly dear, I don’t know why you let him act like that. You know if that was my husband, I’d put itching powder in every single pair of underwear he owned.”
Your brain was still having a hard time even forming words.
“Y/N, are you there?”
“Y- Yes Mrs.Chan. I’m sorry about that. Are you sure it was Yoongi.”
“Certain of it. I just saw him about ten minutes ago when I was coming back from visiting my daughter. He had his lips all over her, but I could recognize him. I could smell that cologne he always wears. You know, that cinnamon and vanilla smell. He was with that woman. You know long brown hair. Pale skin. I’ve seen her around many times. Looks like she’s starting to get a little bit of baby bump too. That’s definitely not a good look Y/N.”
The walls felt like they were closing in around you. It certainly sounded like she was describing Suri and who else would she be with other than Yoongi. You wanted to cry. You wanted to scream. You thought you were going to be sick. After all the begging and pleading and promising he did, he still went ahead and broke your trust and it didn’t even take a full week. For all you knew he probably slept with her the night you left for Jimins.
“Alright dear, well I have to get going. Just make sure you say something to your husband or next time I’m gonna get out the spray bottle.”
“Yes Mrs. Chan. Thank you for calling me.”
With shaking fingers you placed your phone back down in its place.
Biting your lip you chuckled to yourself while you replayed in your head what you just heard.
That was the very last straw. You no longer felt like just relaxing in bed. You don’t want to just sit here and cry and feel sorry for yourself. Jumping in the shower you scrubbed at your skin, shaved, and lotioned up. You put on some make up and added a few light curls to your hair. Then you started digging around through the hall closet where you knew Jimin stored various articles of clothing left behind by old girlfriends and one night stands. You hoped you could find something decent in your size since you only packed your comfy clothes and needed an outfit that was more risqué to go along with what you had planned. Thankfully you found a skin tight black silk dress and a pair of strappy heels. They were a size too big, but you’d have to make it work. Taking a final glance in the mirror you were happy with your work. You took off the large diamond ring that you’d been wearing since Yoongi gave it to you at the start of your marriage and placed it down on the dresser not wanting that reminder to follow you right now. You started walking towards the door and while you took the steps you pulled up your contact list on your phone scrolling for the name you were looking for, the one person who had really been getting under Yoongi’s skin recently.
Once you found it and clicked dial it only took a few rings for a familiar voice to answer.
Putting on your best fake smile you reached for the door handle while putting your plan in motion.
“Hey Woo-Sung, it’s Y/N. I was wondering if you were free tonight. Maybe we could hang out and get to know each other a little better. I could come over to your place if you’d like. Yoongi doesn’t have to know.”
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h-harleybaby · 9 months
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Collab time guys 💅💅💅
I have problems I will ADMIT but so does Lime and Fae so me and Fae are doing a collab and it’s like, my first I’m so excited
I’m posting the hcs and Fae’s posting the fic soon so make sure to check out @imm0rtalken
cough cough btw this is plus sized reader but it’s not mentioned too much rn cough cough
Pervy Butters collab
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• Butters is so the type to eat you out while he’s thrusting up all cutely and like, humping the air and cumming without touching himself because he gets off on getting you off. He’s someone who’s def more focused on your pleasure than his own
• You’re gonna question me but when he’s eating you out when you’re on your back he’s gonna have a pillow under his hips that he humps while he eats you out
• He’s not only a panty sniffer but he’s a panty stealer too 💅💅💅💅 HE FR HAS A SHRINE IN HIS CLOSET WHERE HE KEEPS THE PANTIES OF YOURS THAT HE’S STOLEN!!
• He has a super small collection of your panties and shirts that you’re never gonna see like, ever again. Ofc there’s a few that he’ll return because he feels really bad about them but I can guarantee you they’ve been covered in his cum and washed before they’re returned to your dresser
• There may or may not be some mysterious and very faint stains on them but you won’t question it, it probably just got like that in the wash… it was cum stains that wouldn’t quite wash out
• Butters was soooooo nervous about stealing them too because it’s at least the 2nd thing he’s ever stolen, the first being your shirts
• Like I said before, mans is literally obsessed with you and he doesn’t exactly know how to handle it. He uses your shirts as pillowcases (tell me he don’t have a shit ton of pillows) because it smells like you and he literally loves it cough cough he buries his head into those pillows and inhales your scent like there’s no fucking tomorrow cough cough
•He may or may have not went into your room to fuck with your curtains so you can’t close them and so he has like, constant access to your room. He just wants to look at your pretty face, what can I say 🤷‍♀️
• He totally asks Kenny about it though and he’s always kinda asking him for tips on how to handle things and stuff. He’s always going on asking what to do if he’s obsessed and how to ask them out ya know? Kenny’s his wingman fr
• Butters even admits to him that he’s stolen some of your stuff and Kenny’s just like “oh yeah I’ve stolen some chicks panties before, maaaaan that was a good night” and it gives Butters the idea to start stealing your panties
• Both Cartman and Kenny have walked in on Butters with his shrine, he probs isn’t sniffing them at the time but just looking at them with this like, almost twinkle in his eyes? Bros waaaay too sloppy it’s like he wants to get caught 🙄
• Kenny’s reaction is more excited Tbh, he’s like “dude who’s are those?! WHERE’D YOU GET THEM AND I CAN HAVE-“ . He’s fr too excited for it and he’s kinda proud of his friend?
• Cartman’s kinda weirded out by it and asking honestly too many questions. He’s like “why tf are you holding panties?? ARE THEY YOURS OR SOMETHING YOU’RE A PERV LIKE THAT???”
• Anywaysssssss
• Butters literally loves eating you out and he adores having you sit on his face, he’s definitely gripping your thighs to keep you on his face while he eats you out because he doesn’t wanna stop
• Did I mention this is a plus sized reader?? PLUS SIZE READER AND HER SCRAWNY ASS BF BUTTERS WHO WANTS ALL HER WEIGHT ON HIM BECAUSE HE LOVES HOW IT FEELS!!!
• I dunno, it just feels right ya know?? Scrawny love stuck, completely obsessed Butters buried between your thighs as he grips onto them begging you to let him give you another orgasm while he’s literally been cumming completely untouched because he just loves you that much
• He overstims the absolute fuck out of you because he gets sooooooo into it and would def live under you, eating you out for hours if you let him
• Butters would totally beg you to sit on his face and for you to cum on his tongue because he loves the taste of you
• “Please darling? Just one more time on my face? I promise I’ll be good for you”
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sugar-omi · 5 months
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i realized I put this day on the list twice under different prompts or whatever so um. if any days look different after this: no they dont. its.. its always been like this 🧍‍♂️
im sorry</3 I'll prbly bring back that gag prompt tho bc I rewrote this once before, still intending to use the gag prompt, but like I said I rewrote it so no gagging here<//3 but I saved it n it's kinda juicy sooo 👀 look forward to more panty stealer cove 😋 🫶🫶
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DAY TWENTY — PANTY STEALING
*kinktober masterlist | *ao3
tags : NSFW, fem/afab reader, yandere/obsessive reader & cove, unprotected sex, cumming in undies, pussy job, reader in skirt or dress
synopsis : you know cove is stealing your panties. of course, you take this as a definite sign that you can claim him...
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it's supposed to be a punishment, but it's more like a treat.
you cornered cove in the bathroom, catching him before he can steal your underwear from your laundry hamper...
you had to keep his mouth covered before he screamed, and you reassured him you weren't mad when his eyes got big and glassy.
it turned you on knowing that your crush, the love of your life, your soulmate was getting off with your panties.
so like any reasonable and totally normal person, you pulled him into a hot, messy kiss, and you quickly undo his belt. you're doing it blind and you're shaking with adrenaline, so it takes you longer than it should.
but eventually, you get it done, slipping your hand into cove's boxers, stroking him to fullness before you break up the kiss.
cove pants shakily, watching with baited breath as you take your skirt into your mouth so you can tug your panties down just enough to expose your cunt.
wordlessly, you pull cove into you, lining up his cock with your cunt.
"wait- y/n- what're you-" cove stammers, taking your wrists.
he's not ready for this. as much as he's dreamed about being in your cunt, he wants to take his time being inside you, not 10 minutes before dinner with your family..
you shush him, pecking his lips. "don't worry, i'm not going all the way. i just wanna do this..."
cove watches you slide his cock between your cunt, his cock easily slotting between your lips, the position making his length rub against your clit perfectly..
you cover cove's mouth with your hand, muffling his loud moans.
you're both enraptured by the scene, his dick gliding between your wet folds..
cove curses, pulling your hand away and his nose brushes against your cheek as he mumbles against your lips.
"fuck... you're so wet."
you grin wolfishly, not that he can see since he pulls you into another kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth more confidently than before.
you speak between kisses, "i've been waiting for this all day.. i couldn't help myself."
cove flushes brightly at the confession. you were playing with yourself while thinking about cornering him like this?
it just makes him feel hotter, his dick throbs, and his is spinning.
he swallows, trying to wet his dry mouth. he's so hypnotized and you've barely done anything.
"you.. you planned this?" he exhales breathily, mumbling the words delicately.
you nod, "this is a new pair, too. so this is the first pair we've broken in together.."
cove groans, his grip tightening on your waist, his hips bucking into yours.
you slap a hand over your mouth, interrupting the loud moan abruptly falling from your lips.
you close your eyes, clinging onto cove's shirt as you let him move to grope your ass, gliding your cunt over his dick.
even though both of you are stifling your noises, the sound of his dick thrusting wildly against your wet cunt makes obscene noises, the sound of your slick squelching loudly throughout the bathroom.
hopefully, none of your family came looking for you two, thinking that you were just hanging out in your room before dinner.
your whimper, your knees feeling weak, and you collapse into cove, grinding your clit against his shaft.
he wraps his arms around you, even though the air between you is hotter when pressed together like this, you don't care as you're quickly approaching your ends.
cove drops his head onto your shoulder, his tip catching on your hole makes him spin and he's leaking like a faucet, and your panties will definitely be ruined by the end of this.
you're not any better. you tried to be strong and keep control of the situation but you've turned into a mess too.
you just couldn't keep up the front.. cove's dick is thick and he's so close to your entrance that you're a hair away from giving in and screwing his brains out but you know you can't, you shouldn't..
cove gasps, you barely catch what he's saying since your ears are making sounds fuzzy, your blood rushing to your head.
"i'm-i'm gonna.." cove groans, guiding you along his length and you stutter out you're close too, "cum in my panties! ohh fuck-"
your thighs shaking and your vision blurs as you push over the edge, digging your teeth into the plush of your bottom lip, trying to keep in your noises.
cove isn't as successfully quiet as you, a moan slipping out before he can bury himself in your neck.
you feel like you're in heaven.. cove's cum is flooding your underwear, the crotch of your undies soaked with fluids...
cove thrusts his hips a bit more, your thigh muscles twitching at your sensitivity, working through his orgasm before he pulls out.
you reach between your bodies, taking his messy dick in your hands, giving a few tight tugs to make sure he's emptied his balls, happy to get a few spurts out of him and watching his flush tip twitch and jerk in your grip.
you hum lowly in your throat, his cum landing on the outside of your cunt, his thick seed running over your clit...
cove curses, not sure if he wants to cover his face or watch. well, he's already watching, but he's still in disbelief.
he snaps out of it when your kiss his lips, returning the action.
he doesn't know how long you kiss him, his head spinning and senses blurring, and then you pull away, tugging up your panties and fixing yourself up before you reach for the door.
"i'll see you downstairs~" you purr, your voice sing songy and alluring.
then you slip out the door and cove slides down the wall.
fuck. this is gonna be a long dinner...
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angelyuji · 6 months
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jaime reyes bf headcanons (+yandere)
jaime reyes x gn!reader yandere headcanons under the cut warnings (under the cut): kidnapping, stealing, manipulation (from scarab), stalking when i talk abt scarab, i'm talking young justice scarab btw
jaime reyes is the type to spray all of your clothes with his cologne, so you (and everyone else) can smell him 24/7
he’s the type to carry your books or your bags if you mention in passing that you were kinda tired
if you’re out on a date with jaime and he sees your eyes linger on something, he immediately goes back to buy whatever you looked at
he knows what color matches your skin, so if he’s getting you guys matching jewelry (and he mostly def would) he would get the right color for your skin
and also going off of this, he knows if you were bracelets, necklaces, earrings, etc like he knows your preferences and tastes so well bro im GONNA BE VIOLENTLY ILL
jaime would always offer to study with you, but would most def get distracted and try to make out with you
LIKE he starts off by making it so with every right answer, he gives you kiss and then things get heated ykkkkkkk ;)
his family absolutely adores you too like his mom constantly cooks for you and teaches you recipes, his grandma teaches you how to sew, his uncle and his dad are chill with you, and you’re best friends with his sister like ong you’re one of them.
scarab would most def by suspicious of you at first cuz why tf are you the only thing that jaime thinks about (it’s insufferable)
but once it realizes that you’re not a threat, he’s chill with you
if you know that jaime is blue beetle, you def mess around with scarab, but you guys team up to make fun of jaime (obviously jaime is telling you what scarab is saying until you guys team up then he refuses to talk)
jaime is such a cutie, he’s a total flirt when you guys meet, but once u guys start dating, he’s totally shy and like asks for permission to hold your hands and to kiss you until he gets more comfortable then hes literally all over you OIABGIEUWop
yall know that tiktok trend with that scene from ?100 days of summer? where one person goes “i love the smiths” and the other goes, “what?” “i love the smiths.” and then the other person like pulls you into a kiss and ot4ro;twf’gb’o its so you and jaime OPNF:OEJP if anyone wants a ref video lmk ill post it <3
yandere :)
jaime reyes was kinda totally normal abt u before the scarab
like yes, he knows ur entire schedule, where you live, and takes candid blurry pictures of you from across the hall or smth (very girl of him) (i knew a girl who did this exact thing for a guy she liked like honestly it was so insane i was really concerned abt her)
but he would never like act on it, he was very self-aware abt it like he knew he was lowkey acting insane
untillll scarab showed up, obviously he had forgotten abt his crush on you while he was in college (GOTHAM UNIVERSITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) but now that you’re both graduated and back home. jaime gets to see you again every time he passes your workplace on his way to work. now that he gets to see you, his obsession with you is back and THREE THOUSAND times worse becuz of monsieur scarab
scarab feeds into jaime’s delusions that you’re both meant to be with each other, his sister tries to make him understand that his feelings are like super concerningly weird asf, but scarab knows that if jaime is obsessed with you to an extreme, it could make jaime easier to manipulate, so it tells jaime that his sister doesn’t understand, but you know who does? the alien attached to his back
jaime would break into your room/apartment (whether you’re staying with ur parents or nah) he would smell your clothes, your soaps and lotions, your bed cover
total underwear stealer imo like he saw the opportunity and is going for it honestly i respect it
he’d try to work up the courage to ask you out, and he’s so smooth with it and (obviously) you say yes
first things are calm yk, but as your relationship progresses (very fast), you see a lot of the red flags and try to exit stage left
but jaime’s not down for that like you’re the love of his life, however he lets you go cuz he’s got a plan
he preps the old blue beetle base and straight up kidnaps you
he’d have you tied up cuz you were putting up a fight and you’d watch as jaime fucking panics and paces back and forth yk
jaime’s not the type to hurt you, so he’s very sweet with you. even when you toss your food at his head, slap him, kick him, yell at him, it doesn’t matter. he’ll take it cuz he can’t bear the thought of hurting you
he still won’t let you go tho
scarab reassures him, now that you’re here, you can’t leave him. you won’t ever get hurt.
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essenceofpoledancing · 4 months
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#GROWTH is realizing that the Omi Alliance is where the kings were at all along…
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CHECKLIST
- Goda Ryuji - I don’t think I need to say more than that
- Watase - embodiment of daddy. A straight shooting, smooth talking, sharp dressed man. No b/s and all fiery sincerity…LOVE him…
- Nishitani (the OG) - had about two scenes total in all of Y0, would have murdered Makoto if he’d known where she actually was, actually murdered someone else, and despite all this we have all been eating out of the palm of his hand ever since we first laid eyes on him. Blew every other character out of the water. Stealer of scenes and hearts of men and women alike
- Ishioda- SEXY!!!! SLEAZY!!!! STRONG AS HELL!!!! Ishioda was an asshole. He knew it, and he did not give a FUCK. That’s hot. Also a major rizz god with his 80s business mullet and aviators. Considering that apparently no one dies (except Ryuji 😒 apparently 😒) in the Yakuza universe I choose to remain delusional and believe that a little TNT could never kill this hot bitch
- Tsuruno - a new and possibly controversial addition but I stand by my statement. Tsuruno was as prickly and aggressive as you’d expect from a Kansai man, but as sweetie-pie hearted as you’d want. Loyal to (and past!) the end. Spending the night on the town with him and Shishido is the most fun part of Gaiden
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lavnderwonu · 5 days
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seventeen as my favorite 70’s songs! ˖ ࣪⭑
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author’s note!: i always say my biggest flex is my music taste. i tried my best to pick songs for the members based on their vibes & personalities. im an old soul & love love love the 70’s. im like a 60 year old in a 24 year old body LOL. 70’s music is one of my all-time favorites other than kpop of course. click the links to listen to the songs & who knows, you might enjoy them just as much as i do! 🪩🕺🏼
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choi seungcheol ❀
next to you by the police
waterloo by abba
say you love me by fleetwood mac
yoon jeonghan ❀
silver springs by Fleetwood Mac
i saw the light by todd rundgren
it never rains in southern california by albert hammond
hong joshua ❀ (i can totally picture him in a discotheque… think saturday night fever)
angeleyes by abba
good old-fashioned lover boy by queen
jive talkin’ by the bee gees
wen junhi ❀
love grows (where my rosemary goes) by edison lighthouse
jet by paul mccartney & wings
baba o’riley by the who
kwon soonyoung ❀
i need a lover by john mellencamp
what a fool believes by the doobie brothers
stuck in the middle with you by stealers wheel
jeon wonwoo ❀
burning love by elvis presley
you’re all i’ve got tonight by the cars
rosalinda’s eyes by billy joel
lee jihoon ❀
i was made for lovin’ you by kiss
little dreamer by Van Halen
love will tear us apart by joy division
lee seokmin ❀
don’t bring me down by electric light orchestra
do ya think im sexy? by rod stewart
don’t go breakin’ my heart by elton john & kiki dee
kim mingyu ❀
crazy on you by heart
deuce by kiss
gimme! gimme! gimme! (a man after midnight) by abba
xu minghao ❀
let me roll it by paul mccartney & wings
lover’s rock by the clash
ashes to ashes by david bowie
boo seungkwan ❀ (so abba coded..god)
SOS by abba
two of us by the beatles
hold the line by toto
chwe hansol ❀
lost in the supermarket by the clash
valley of the dolls by generation x
hanging on the telephone by blondie
lee chan ❀
what is life by george harrison
denis by blondie
jamie’s cryin’ by van halen
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hotcat37 · 1 month
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for @morbid-things <3
46: out of jealousy
Okay, Tommy gets it, those two only see each other every few months for maybe 3 days at best. It's understandable that they're gonna be a little clingy during the precious time they have left. But do they need to be this clingy?
The Estonian is leaning against the wall of some karaoke place Jere dragged them to after the Tavastia concert, watching with hawk eyes at where Bojan is getting awfully cozy with his lover. They're singing their hearts out to My Heart Will Go On, Jere's verses mostly made up of vaguely recognizable noises. Bojan is being a total show off and hits every note. All good and fine. Except that the Slovene can't seem to keep his hands off of the short rapper, constantly getting all up in his space, pulling Jere closer to him.
He's so fucking doing that on purpose. Tommy can tell by the way brown eyes keep catching his gaze every now and then. And he swears he can see Bojan smirk at him. Mocking him. That damn boyfriend stealer. The thought that Jere loves his boyfriend Tommy must be too much for Bojan's tiny brain to handle.
The brunette tolerates it up until Bojan straight up kisses Jere's neck once the song comes to an end. The Finn seems oblivious to how hard the Slovene is trying to piss Tommy off, laughing like he's having the time of his fucking life, already swaying a bit from the alcohol. The urge to slip something in Jere's drink to have an excuse to take him home is strong, but alas, Bojan is also sleeping over at the apartment so there wouldn't be much sense to it. Still, Tommy is getting agitated watching this shitshow, so he discreetly waves his lover over once Jere finally turns to look at him again.
The rapper practically bounces over, the smile on his face so sweet that Tommy almost can't bring himself to be rough with him. Almost.
He reaches out to grab Jere by the waist, forcefully pulling him against his body, swallowing the surprised squeak his boyfriend lets out by pressing his lips against the other man's. Tommy dominates Jere's mouth with his tongue, easily pushing past teeth to taste something fruity yet bitter. The small Finn whines softly, hands clumsily coming up to interlock his fingers into brown hair. Tommy holds him tight, enjoying the way Jere shudders in his arms.
Glancing past his lover's shoulder, though, Tommy's eyes meet Bojan's. The Slovene is standing motionless in the middle of the busy place, eyebrows furrowing together as he observes the couple. The Estonian doesn't break eyecontact, sends a message. He's not yours, he wordlessly tells Bojan with his gaze alone.
For a moment Bojan defiantly keeps watching. An image of blood and bruises and a dug out grave flash past Tommy's eyes and he feels almost light-headed with desire. If only. Eventually Bojan accepts defeat and turns away, and Tommy takes that as a cue to let Jere go. The Finn is panting, out of breath, pupils blown and eyes half-lidded. The older rapper licks his lips to break the strand of saliva connecting their tongues before laughing when Jere slumps against him as if dizzy.
"Easy there, beautiful." Tommy holds Jere up, his hold around the younger man now more gentle.
Blue eyes blink up at him with such love and adoration that it gives Tommy a sick rush of pleasure to know that Bojan will never have this.
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strawbs-screaming · 8 months
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☆ how the boxers sleep + what they wear ☆
i made this for ref to future references to any writing i might make + it was fun thinking about this, enjoy my less propaganda filled screaming
Glass Joe
- a sleepcap with the robe thingy
- seriously, look at him and tell me he wouldnt wear the honkmimimi fit
- doesnt snore thankfully, makes up for that by speaking in his sleep and spinning around the bed like hell
- he'll go to sleep on his back and end up waking up using the blanket as a pillow while on the edge of the bed, facedown
- if you're asleep next to him, expect suprisingly strong kicks that makes dragon chan jealous
Disco Kid
- random pajamas, if its comfy, he shall wear it
- still as a corpse in his sleep + facedown
- sometimes sings in his sleep and its both terrifying and hilarious
-imagine trying to sleep and you just hear the intro to bad romance
Von Kaiser
- white T-shirt + black shorts, bland ass fit
- snores but not THAT much
- has severe insomnia so if you see him asleep, dont wake him up because 90% of the time its because he passed out
- doesnt spin like Joe but doesnt stay still either, just some slight turning
Piston Hondo
- has a whole lot of pajamas, ends up with pajama pants + some bland shirt of any kind
- no snoring, silent
- sleeps facedown, still alive somehow
- so still you might think hes dead
- mumbles in his sleep because holy shit we cant have one normal person who sleeps normally
King Hippo
- shorts, thats it
- snores like a broken car engine
- also spins like hell
- random mumbling 90% of the time
- probably ends up crushing someone in his sleep
Great Tiger
- sleeping mask with any kinds of pants + shirts
-slight snoring, not a AGHHHHHGHHNNBGGG but not complete silence either
- sometimes clones himself in his sleep, especially when hes worried about something he forgot to do/needs to do, its his version of sleepwalking, makes said clones do work
- laying in bed but he forgot to turn off the kettle? No worries, he'll send a clone for that
- also spins like a rotisserie chicken in his sleep
- has weird ass dreams every night, he woke up in a cold sweat because he had a dream about his clones refusing to work for him & overthrowing him somehow
- pillow stealer, enjoy your neck pain, fucker
Don Flamenco
- fancy robe + sleep mask
- quiet sleeper
- can and will grab onto anything when hes asleep & hug it and hold on for dear life
- you sleep with your arms stretched? Enjoy having your arm used as a personal pillow
- carmen hates sleeping next to him for that (and totally nothing else)
Bear Hugger
- some t shirt from Facebook with those auto generated quotes like "NEVER MESS WITH A LUMBERJACK WHO LIKES SEA SHANTIES & RAW FISH AND WAS BORN IN NOVEMBER!!" plus some pants he doesnt use anymore, this includes jeans of any kind
- snores like hell also, so loud you might need earplugs
- speaks in his sleep,he sometimes sleepwalks with his eyes open and it terrifies everyone
- its really random stuff too, usually related to whatever weird dream hes having
- it feels like when youre in a sleep over and someone keeps whispering weird shit thats so funny for some reason
- the "i like raw fish" quote comes from his sleeptalking too
Aran Ryan
- weirdest pajamas ever, nothing is matching, nothing fits together, his pajamas takes years off your lifespan
- speaks in his sleep, its always terrifying
- some of his fabulous speak talking quotes includes "the fog is coming" and "war"
- he wake up in the weirdest positions ever, he'll go to sleep on his side and when he wakes up hes on the floor
- spins in his sleep, both the y axis and x axis this time
Bald Bull
- tank top + pajama pants, classic dad fit
- loudest snorer ever, sounds like a nuclear siren
- sleeps with all his limbs stretched out, looks oddly similiar to family guy death pose
- sometimes ends up slightly headbutting people in his sleep, especially when hes having a dream that personally pisses him off, Just a slight nudge thankfully unlike joes organ-breaker combo meal over here
- ends up hugging his pillow when hes asleep
Soda Popinski
- any random combo of everything mentioned above, can and will wear jeans in his sleep
- suprisingly still when hes asleep
- no snoring too somehow
- sleepwalks a LOT, causing him to wake up in odd places, either on the floor or in a bathtub
- needs someone to check up on him whenever hes sleepwalking
Super Macho Man
- his own merch, no contest
- snorts in his sleep instead of snoring somehow??
- also stretched out like a starfish
- laughs in his sleep and its TERRIFYING.
- Blanket hog
Mr Sandman
- bland ass fit, either a tank top & shorts or anything with pajama pants, no jeans because hes sane like that
-oddly quiet, cant even hear him breathing
-sleeps face down & still
- is he dead or just asleep? Find out in the morning!
- no extra movement, at all
- literal statue
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femmephantasm · 4 months
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WIZARD REVIEW: THE ICE KING
Welcome to Morgana's Wizard Review, where I analyze fictional characters of the wizardly, sorcerous, witchy and magic nature and see how hard they fuck. Today our canidate will be that frost moanrch of the Ooo, Simon Petrivok AKA the Ice King,evil thwarter of finna nd jake, pricness stealer and a lainpilled babygirl.
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WISDOM
The Ice King is often shown as scatter-brained and his plans are often not well-thought out, he captures princesses that do not even like him to sate his loneliness. Despite this he does have rare insightful moments and later in the series begins to understand his role in things.
2/5
INTELLIGENCE
The Ice King is somewhat of a "man-child" at a glance, despite his mild helplessness in some situations, he has been shown to be talented on the drums with implications he knows how to play multiple instruments. Despite his sick ass golden hat causing him to lose many memories, he has still acquired some magical artifacts such as the demonic wishing eye and ghost pouch. In addition to this he is a scholar of fridjitzu, branching out from his seemingly innate magical prowess.
3/5
ZENITH
We see the ice king at the height of his power very early on in the series, his arc is not about an ascension in power but one of vulnerability. The crown is shown to keep his body from deteriorating in old age and could even be considered strong physically as well as magically in certain scenarios. He only seems to get weaker in the form of being metaphorically de-fanged, the only true strike to his power being digestion from a literal god.
5/5
ARCANA
Ice King is what we call a Specialist, a tried and true cryomancer, and he is very potent in this art, having the ability to extend his senses throughout his realm and even influencing the animals that dwell in ice and snow. It seems this icy expertise extends to other frozen arts that he has picked up as well such as the aforementioned fridjitzu. Though he has a focus on ice magic, he is no one-trick pony, and seems to have a knack for charms and illusions as well as the ability to detect spirits using his "Wizard Eyes". It is also shown that he has immunity to extreme heat conditions and hypnosis. So in spite of his hard lean toward ice and snow, his tertiary spells and abilities are quite powerful rather than being a typical mage's sidearm or obscure tool.
4/5
RECLUSIVENESS
Ice King is a classic wizardly recluse, he has such trouble in romance he needs to kidnap girls to even talk to them, and his closest friends he met because they were beating him up for said kidnapping. He is often surrounded only by minions that do not speak the same language as him and he lives in a tall, far-away mountain, a natural wizard's tower. Despite this start he does begin to warm up to people, only to return to his reclusive ways once he is completely free of the crown's magic. In spite of his isolation and reputation, he is not sagely or hermetic, he is not this way by choice but simply an evil fucking loser, and we respect him for that. It seems not only his magic is innate.
3.5/5
Dignity
This is one quality Ice King lacks, he is not airbrushed-on-the-side-of-a-van material. His coolest and most confident is in the opening of the show. Despite how cool and powerful his crown is it sometimes looks like a paper crown a child might make from construction paper, and his baggy tunic and garish and plain. His plots often require him to stoop to schoolyard trickery and forced marriage not for political reasons, but out of simple loneliness, the ice king lacks grandeur, he wears bandaids on his penis wenis. He is only cool because hes an epic wizard that plays the drums.
1.5/5
And the total score for the Ice King this wizard review is...
3.16/5
The Ice King is an alright wizard, his magic is strong and he is a potent and authoritative figure, but he is the pure definition of "it gets lonely at the top", this man's conquests are unsuccessful if they do not involve prostrating himself, reconciling, atoning. Being a powerful mage is somehow at odds with him being a fulfilled individual. He is at the limits of his power when we first see him, his only room to grow is to embrace being a lame ass old man, the antithesis of the lich (as in the occupation, I do not know what comparison I can make to the titular necromantic archmage of Ooo who usurps Simon as the baddest mana-slinging motherfucker in all the realm) who seeks to become sick as fuck and avoid being old at all costs. I honor this pursuit and am glad to see him happy eating oatmeal in his shitty house, but alas in wizarddom he allows himself to be easily outclassed to gain this inner peace.
Did you enjoy this episode of MORGANA'S WIZARD REVIEW?? Give it a nice comment or like, and maybe send me an ask for a request to review one of your favorite wizards (or witches or mages or sorcerers or warlocks or spellblades or whathaveyou) other characters I plan on covering in future episodes include;
Patchouli Knowledge from the Touhou Project series
Jafar from Kingdom Hearts and the Disney TV Programme "Aladin"
Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White
Gerald of Rivia from the Witcher VideoGame-Book-Netflixs
Flemmeth that milf from the dragon ages
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cookstorys · 1 year
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o gosh you added my new obsession to your list!! Can you please write harlen x male reader who’s the friendliest person at school and the bad boy(harlen) falls for him. But the reader is hesitant about it because of his reputation.
𝙾𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝
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Character- Harlan Briggs
Show/Movie- Wolf Pack
Warning - Sad ending 💔
Author Note - New obsession is so real 😭
Females dni
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It started with simple glances at the boy. Harlan didn’t like him, just the thought of him. At least that’s what he told himself. He and [name] was total opposites. Harlan had a reputation for being a bad boy, and a boyfriend stealer. [name] on the other hand had a perfect reputation. Everyone loves him, they thought he could do no wrong.
However, when a very drunk Harlan texted the boy that he loves him, he wanted to do some wrong. [Name] had a crush on him since middle school. He wanted nothing but to text Harlan back saying ‘I like you too’ or ‘Took you long enough’ but he couldn’t. Just the simple thought of everyone’s judgmental eyes on [name] made him go full anxiety.
Which is why the next day you ignored him. Then the day after that, and the day after that. Eventually, it had been a week and a half without speaking to Harlan. Harlan wanted to tell him it was all a big misunderstanding. However, with the whole pack thing going on he never had a chance to. Until they bumped into each other at the police station.
[Name] wanted to give the station some late-night snacks since they’d been working so hard on the murders. While passing some donuts out, he recognized Harlan walking in with Everett, Luna, and Blake he believed. As soon as he and Harlan made eye contact his stomach fluttered. He was so hot and [name] was so into him. ‘Reputation and colleges [name], reputation and colleges [name].’ You repeated in your head. You couldn’t like Harlan. You both were too different to be together. That’s what you told yourself. After finally composing yourself, you thought it’ll be best if you just walk straight past the group and went home.
That plan quickly backfired when a very nervous Everett stopped you. “Are those donuts [name]? May I have one?” He sounded like he needed them. It didn’t take someone with 20/20 vision to see that Everett was freaking out. “Sure, of course.” You handed him the box and in return, he quickly thanked and chomped down one. “Don't worry about him. Eats when he’s stressed.” Harlan blurted trying to find something to talk about. He didn’t know if it was true but it looked like it was from the way Everett was eating.
“It’s fine. I get the same way sometimes.” Then silence fell again amongst the group of teens. The only sounds that could be heard were Everett and him eating his donuts. “Well be careful guys. I’ll be… elsewhere.” Harlan looked at the boy with a nod and watch him turn on his heels and walk away. That was his chance, to clear the air, and make everything a little less weird. The more he waited the more his chance faded, and the more he got worried. “Fuck it” He mumbled. Harlan stood up from his seat and ran towards the doors to look for you. Luckily you were just about to exit when you heard your name being yelled.
“Harlan, what are you doing?” You laughed. He was out of breath from the long hall he just ran down to get to you. “I-You-Me..” Harlan tried but every word was met with useless breaths of air. “Take your time.” You laughed again and then rested your hand on his shoulder. Harlan felt the same thing you did earlier. Butterflies. All in his body that he couldn’t control. The way you smiled made him feel had him smiling from ear to ear. Then he did it. [Name] had to admit, the boy had balls.
Harlan pulled [name] Into a long steamy kiss. His hands grabbed your waist with a type of force that told you were his and only his. He pulled you closer when he felt you finally kissing back. Then, the kiss broke. Both boys were gasping for air this time, one forehead leaning on the other. It finally beamed on Harlan what just happened and his smile got bigger. “[Name] I love you.” He grinned excepting something in return. Anything. Instead, he was met with silence.
He lifts his head to look into the eye of the man he just kissed, to be met with an eye filled with sympathy. “Harlan I’m sorry but I just-, I just don’t think we can-..” [Name] couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence. Harlan tried to hide the tears but he was sure a few escaped. “No, it’s fine I-I kissed you. No hard feelings.” [Name] was holding back tears too at this point. Harlan turned to leave, [name] wanted to stop him but he felt he did enough damage for the night. This was not good.
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“An Enemy of the People” + Meeting Matt Smith a THIRD time(?!?!)
I saw Matt Smith last night in his play, “An Enemy of the People” in London and I’m still super overwhelmed by it all, especially as I was up at 6:45am for work before I went to the show AND I ended up not getting home until 5am, but to sum up my experience last night with Matt:
I was sat in row A, which is the third row from the stage behind AA and BB, so I was SUPER close to the stage
THEY HAD A REAL DOG (German Shepherd/Alsatian I think?) ON STAGE IN SOME SCENES OMG OMG OMG I LOVED THIS SCENE STEALER
Matt was absolutely incredible, he had a full on like 5 minute monologue where he was shouting into a microphone about capitalism and the rot of government etc, and there was utter silence the entire time
It then turned into an audience trauma dump of sorts because they had some microphones given to audience members to air their grievances with the government/system/society, it was incredibly powerful
The rest of the cast were amazing too of course
I was in the “splash” zone because there was a moment where the cast were along the sides next to the audience while Matt was on stage and then they threw paint-filled balloons at him, and when they hit him they exploded so we had to have tarp pulled up over us just before it happened because the paint would have hit us
Matt has a DILF belly and I am 100% for it, at one point he lifted the bottom of his shirt to wipe the paint from his eyes and I nearly died
After the show, I went to stage door to try and meet him - but because it was a Saturday night in London it was a nightmare and so he could only do quick signatures and no pictures with people
I DID get my program signed by Matt ☺️🫶🏻
Also one of the other cast members (Zachary Hart) was talking a lot to my friend just before Matt came outside and he turned, saw me, looked me over and then went “I like your shirt! 🙂” (I was wearing a TNBC check shirt)
After the show, I was with some friends I knew from Twitter who were also huge Matt fans, and we went to a pub that was down the road from the theatre after they had changed clothes… and Matt and the cast were there?!?
Matt brushed up against me twice when he was going to/coming back from the bar and I nearly passed out like one of my friends had to take me outside because I was hyperventilating
(This is also an autistic thing though that’s unrelated to Matt because it was super packed and loud and hot in the pub)
After the pub closed, my friend said the bar in her hotel would be open until 2 so we went there, left our stuff in her room, and then we went down to the bar… and Matt and the cast were there too?!?
I’m genuinely not joking, we were NOT stalking him, we had talked about going to pub days ago and - as I said - one of my friends was literally staying at that hotel and the bar there was the closest one still open. To be honest, I was feeling anxious at this point because I was terrified Matt would see us and recognise us but also I was freaking out because I wanted to talk to him so bad as I didn’t get the chance at the stage door during the chaos
It’s a bar where they have music playing, like at a club, but there’s no dancing and they sit you at tables and take your drinks orders, and we were two tables away from the cast
Zachary walked past and said hello to one of my friends again, because he recognised them from earlier, and he grinned/shouted hello back when we waved and said hello
Matt walked past us and the friend mentioned above and I shouted hello at him and waved, but I didn’t want to bother him by going up to him because 1) it was nearly 2am, 2) I didn’t want him to be weirded out or think we were stalking him, and 3) I ’m 99% sure he was drunk because he’d been hanging about in the pub and then the bar for a total of four hours 💀 anyway, Matt smiled and shouted hello back
My friends went outside the hotel to smoke after the bar closed (I was the only one out of a group of 5 who didn’t smoke 😭) and the cast came out to leave, and one of my friends asked him for a picture but his co-worker Jessica Brown-Findlay apparently got mad at her and said “no, we are not doing that”. Matt was super nice to her though and said she looked great, and “know we love you!” before he left
(Side note: one of the other friends thinks Jessica was pissed off because when we were outside the pub earlier, her husband asked my friends for a cigarette and were chatting to him while they smoked (I was there under an umbrella absolutely freezing my tits off lol) and they said it might be a possessive thing? To be genuinely honest, none of us had any clue it was her husband even when he said “oh yeah my wife Jessie is in a play down the road”, like it genuinely didn’t click for any of us that he was talking about Jessica, and he approached us for a cigarette, not the other way around)
Unrelated to Matt but still relevant to understanding the night/my feelings:
I was very exhausted because I started my new job yesterday morning, was up at 6:45am because my dad insisted on dropping me off at 8am despite me not starting until 9, I was on my feet the whole day, I didn’t have time to run home and change so I had to do my make up on the train (luckily my uniform was given to me in the morning so I was able to wear my evening clothes, change into work clothes and then change back at the end of the day), my feet were super sore and blistered because I was wearing brand new trainers from work that didn’t fit properly… yeah. Anyway.
(Side note: I LOVE my new job so much, I am not complaining about it at all, it was amazing, it’s just unfortunate scheduling that I started on the same day I had the ticket for the play)
I missed my last tube and my last train home (last train was at 1am) and ended up having to borrow money to get a taxi to Piccadilly station from the hotel, at which point it was 3am and I was feeling very exhausted AND also emotional
There were issues with the tube because of the weather and so I had to wait an extra 30 minutes while also needing to pee and suffering from exhaustion, didn’t get on a tube until about 3:30? 3:40?
I think I was crying at one point after leaving the hotel because when I got to the tube station to wait for a train, a woman also waiting came to check on me and asked why I had been crying
I kept on dozing off on the tube between stops, and I’m very lucky I didn’t get robbed to be honest (probably because I had my bag on my lap and an arm resting over it)
I ended up in South Ealing at 4:15am, and I knew if I got a bus I wouldn’t be getting to the nearest town to me until 5am (and I still wouldn’t have been home) so I decided “fuck it, I’m spending £27 on an Uber I guess”
I fell asleep in the Uber and the driver was pretty annoyed about it, I ended up getting home at 5am - somehow I was able to remove the rest of my make up, message my friends to tell them I was home safe, get in my PJs and climb into bed
Here’s some photos of the stage before the play started, Matt at the end of the play (covered in paint), and Matt at stage door
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(I did NOT take photos or videos of him in the pub or bar, because I want to respect his privacy 🙂🫶🏻 I am also NOT going to share the name of the pub or hotel/bar, not because I want to gatekeep or anything, but because of privacy and out of respect)
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kittycomrad · 3 months
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I don't think there has been a male in my life who has been interested in anything except my boobs and idk how to express that sentiment to my friend who thinks I'm unnecessarily villianizing random guys even the ones I deem as "not that ugly." Something in their stares (or even mere glances) that just screams "I'm imagining what it would be like to fuck/degrade this random girl". And ik general population will dismiss women as "narcissistic", "too into herself" and "girl with main character syndrome who needs to be HuMbLed."
Every post you see where comments from both women and men make fun of "delusional" girls who think "he wants to fk her just because he looked one time" irk me because i totally get them. If there's anyone who has superior knowledge of social cues and body language, it's women. We as women tiptoe around men and spend our time learning survival tactics. Men apparently can go around accusing women of having "fuck me eyes" but women can't warn each other of men giving them bad vibes and flirty looks?? It's even worse when these pickmeishas join in call these girls "jealous bf stealer." Like I'm so sorry boo, I just saw the "love of your life" eyeing down a 17 year old.
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happymetalgirl · 9 months
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Chat Pile - God's Country
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Chat Pile was the surprise breakout act for many fans of heavy, noisy, or otherwise extreme music last year, myself included. And for good reason, even though the preceding EPs the band released are sonically in line with it, God's Country hit like a totally different out-of-control pick-up truck through the living room wall of an Oklahoman house in the middle of the day (if you know you know; if you don't know, don't worry about it). The band members are from the desolate middle-American saucepan state, and the hidden horrors of the deep red rural hellscape of their home environment certainly seeps through on the sarcastically-titled God's Country, juxtaposed frighteningly with the album cover. Benign on first glance, the beige background features the image of a bunch of powerlines and energy infrastructure, with a massive detention center behind. Such a typical sight in the more remote parts of the U.S., but once the identity of the buildings of the image become clear, the album cover's statement on America's carceral system is impossible to miss.
It's hard in this day and age with modern metal production to really stand out from the crowd on heaviness alone, but like I said, Chat Pile hit with an unexpected and truly unique kind of noise/sludge metal heaviness. Aggressively rumbly distorted bass lines mixed as high as (if not higher than) the down-tuned guitars, booming and thundering drums, and swampy clean guitar tones are all well-arranged in chaotic and thrilling dynamic from front to back. But the real show-stealer on God's Country is vocalist Raygun Busch. The vocal prowess Busch displays across the album is not exactly the traditional sort (impeccable control of a variety of techniques across a wide vocal range). Rather, what makes Busch's performance compelling is how visceral and uncontrolled it comes across. It's still a talent that he's wielding and it only sounds uncontrolled, at least partly. The range his performance spans on the album goes from droning and unsettling spoken word, to dissociative and inebriated moaning, to the full-on manic breakdowns of full-throated wailing, shouting, and shrieking that really chill you to the bone.
The band do quite a fine job merging the theatrical horrors of B-movie cinema with the untold real-life horror stories of modern America: ("God's country"), using the excesses of the former to reel you in and press your face up to the latter. The first song on the album, "Slaughterhouse", explodes out of the gate with a concussing, industrial-grade barrage of bass-y distorted sludge that almost certainly leaves all heads ringing throughout the venue in a live setting. The lyrics leave a healthy amount of room for interpretation, but the most likely interpretation given the title is the detailing of the industrial-sized horrors of factory farming, specifically the trauma inflicted upon the workers: being watched by all the animals, trying not to look into their eyes, the head-ringing loudness throughout the labyrinthian and unescapable facility, and all the dreadful, traumatizing screaming. It's a fucking chilling track, deserving of it's pulverizing instrumentation.
The album's second track, "Why?", is arguably the standout cut on the album; unlike the first track there's really no room for interpretation. It's the most direct the band gets on any song on the album. Raygun Busch starts with an inquisitively perplexed delivery of the simple question, "why do people have live outside?", and escalates the same unanswered question to a crazed, furious, repetitive interrogation of America's inhumane treatment of the homeless. It's a simple, yet bloodcurdlingly convicting confrontation of the broader systems that brutalize the impoverished to protect the wealthy and the illusion of American utopia.
And the album does not let up from there, even on the more relatively subdued (less screaming) songs. The more instrumentally understated "Pamela" details in poetic brilliance the recurrent bargaining mechanism to cope with the torture of lingering grief and the suicidal (possibly also homicidal) resignation of a parent (probably a mother) losing a child to a drowning accident. "Wicked Puppet Dance" makes an effective use of lyrical brevity over dizzyingly pounding instrumentation to vividly portray the hallucinatory and psychosis-inducing trappings of meth addiction. The grim, unsettling subject matter and imagery of the songs and the deranged delivery of the lyrics evoke equal comparisons to heady experimentalists Xiu Xiu and to critical pariahs like self-titled-era Korn.
The always-topical "Anywhere" spotlights the endemic fear of the ever-looming possibility of being caught the fire of the American-signature brand of mass gun violence literally... anywhere, while the merciless "Tropical Beaches, Inc." focuses on the slower way America likes to kills you, through the ceaseless grind of enslavement to capitalism.
The odd name of the album's closing track, "grimace_smoking_weed.jpg", only serves to disarm you for possibly the most terrifying moment on the album. On the 9-minute closer Raygun Busch frantically and incoherently describes desperately trying to resist being compelled to commit suicide by a haunting/recurring hallucination of the furry purple McDonald's mascot under the effects of a bad heroin trip. The lyrics are so all over the place and so chaotic, the voice of the speaker shifts to and from Busch himself and the demonic hallucination of Grimace in his head. The closing track here is definitely Busch's most harrowing performance, and it's his vivid, soul-chilling panic that really gives this song the edge. The obvious parallel to Korn here is to Jonathan Davis' similarly disturbing and traumatizing performance at the end of the self-titled album on "Daddy". Whereas Davis opened up his old wounds in a very questionably unhealthy manner and channeled his trauma through his most tortured vocal performance to make a monumentally terrifying piece of art that highlights the lasting torment of trauma from childhood abuse, Raygun Busch unleashes his full vocal madness to give sight to the invisible haunting thralls of the looming specter of suicidal tendencies and the nightmarish trappings of drug addiction. Both incredible, petrifying, nightmarish, and eternally memorable performances that deserve the utmost respect.
God's Country is one of those albums where at the end of it you kind of just have to sit for a while and decompress from it. It's a very mentally/emotionally draining album, especially at its finale, but despite that, it's also a cathartically pounding and validating album. There's a lot of cognitive dissonance that all of us have to live with or at least perform, living in the United States (and the rest of the western world). God's country is the richest country in the world, the most advanced, and supposedly the most capable, the best place in the world to live, heaven on Earth. And yet, there's so much hell. So much fucked up shit, so much suffering, so much that doesn't seem right. And you know that sense that something's wrong is so widely pervasive because it's the feeling that propagandists for the powerful try to redirect toward scapegoats like immigrants, people of color, queer people, etc. Anyone but the wealthy whose insatiable and senseless greed is fed through our labor. The way Chat Pile cut straight through all the noise and confusion to get at the real issues that make horror such a latent everyday pollutant all across the country that we're all inoculated to is strangely affirming and energizing. It pushes your face up to glass to look at the grotesque inner workings of the mundane everyday things you pass by on the way to your job, take for granted as normal, and think nothing of. The suffering that drives the engines that churn out the illusion of American prosperity, and that lock the vast majority of us in subclinical misery. It shows you what really makes God's country such a living hell.
I love this fucking album; it is grueling to sit through, but it's rewarding and honestly not a hard listen at all. The impeccably heavy instrumentals sort of tap into that constantly heightened sense of urgency as though the band is communicating that, yes, they're seeing and feeling what you're seeing and feeling. And honestly, for such a critically-acclaimed album, it plays surprisingly down in the muck and the mud with the people. It's poetic, but it's not inaccessible or unnecessarily cryptic. It's brilliant, but it's not snobbish. Chat Pile meddle shamelessly with the emotional rawness of grunge and unrestrained heavy fervor and fury of nu metal, and it's just subtle enough that the reviewers who ordinarily turn their noses up to such low-brow shit probably didn't notice they had enjoyed a nu metal album until it was too late. That's right, Chat Pile are nu metal, process that on your own.
9/10, best debut of 2022 and one of the best albums of the year in any category.
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