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rosedom · 1 month

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Wanna make ftm Ayato squirt till I’m sure he’s rlly hydro 😔✊

"an unnamed player has invited KAMISATO AYATO to play . . . like waves against the shore (against me)

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!gn!reader, implied ftm!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!ayato, talks of HRT/testosterone, cunnilingus, squirting, brief mention of future aftercare .

A/N : ayato's def the guy that testosterone made wetter post-HRT than pre- !!

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

He's hot on your tongue, a heady, musky taste that covers your taste buds in a thick layer of what is undoubtedly Ayato.

(At first, he was embarrassed.

"I'm not quite... normal, down there," he'd said, once. He'd been curled up right into you, laying his head above the steady thrum of your heartbeat, thump thump thump.

You'd laughed, then, leaning down to kiss that curly tuft of his bangs. "Neither am I."

He had been misunderstood. He shook his head under you, saying, "Not that way," —meaning, not in the I'm a transgender male without bottom surgery way, but in the— "I meant in the lubrication way."

You'd almost spoken up, almost made another misunderstanding by saying something silly like, I know, I don't get wet either; but, thankfully, he'd bulldozed right on yet hid further into your chest.

"I get really, er—wet." The Kamisato Ayato, hesitant and stuttering.

You had found earlier on that this isn't quite the one-off event: not the, anymore, but your Kamisato Ayato; he can be shy, with you—only with you.)

Now, though?

He's still undoubtedly embarrassed, sure; but he's malleable in a way he wasn't a year ago, letting you hold his thighs open without protest. The only real hesitation he's got is in smothering you in warm, pasty thighs.

(He always says, "I don't wanna hurt you." Sometimes he tacks on a darling, maybe a beloved. More often, my husband.

And every time, you say, all sweet-like and contradictingly devilish, "You won't.

"Now crush me, sweetheart.")

"I told you before, 'Yato," you murmur, kissing at the bite you left on his inner thigh maybe minutes, perhaps hours, before. "Crush me."

He whines, shakes his head at you. "But—"

"Unless that 'but' is this sweet ass of yours—" you pause, lift him up by his hips to get leverage, lift him up enough to lean down and lick a stripe ass to taint to soaking wet cunt, "—I don't wanna hear it."

He whines, again, a garbled mess of your name that's already so wrecked, only so soon into the night. He's gone to wrapping his thighs around you, though, sinking into the bed sheets as you stick to his cunt and not his ass.

You lick and lick and lick, suckle and suck at him: the taste dribbles down your chin, and you try and catch it before it can fall to the bedsheets and seep in, make a mess of it.

(You'd much rather save the big mess for later, after all.)

"Oh—" His hips jump 'til you grab him, right where you did earlier except only tighter, tighter, keeping him right where you want him: hips pressed to the bed, cunt pressed to your mouth, your lips, tongue.

"Oh?" you repeat, leaning back enough to lick your lips and meet those periwinkle-pretty eyes, "'Oh,' what, Ayato, my dear?"

(Another interesting thing about your dear Kamisato Ayato: he is a glowerer.

Pouted, kiss-bitten lips, shimmering in his saliva and your own, the remnants of the biting kisses that you always, always smooth over with gentle movements of your tongue: the same movements, in fact, that you lave over his cunt like, broad yet soft strokes that make his legs shiver, make them begin to close around you.)

"Don't—don't play ignorant, please." He's divine, begging like this.

Smiling all soft-like and dopey, grinning up at his face and greedily taking in the flush that crawls from his chest, his neck, up to his rouged cheeks, you murmur, acquiesce, "I got you, darlin'," then you're dipping right back down to suckle the head of his cock and he's gone, throwing his head back and moaning loud, unabashed.

Tears are trickling down his face, you're sure, but you've been forced to shut your eyes, to focus entirely on the task at hand: slurping messily over his wettened cock, his dripping cunt. The sounds he makes are far away; his thighs are blotting out most noise, leaving you to hear only the heady thump thump thump of your blood coursing hot n' heavy through your arteries, your veins.

Like this, it's overwhelming. Ayato is erratically twitching even as he stays pushed to the bed, clawing at the sheets and you and everywhere he can reach.

Far-away lil' ah, ah, ah's reach your ears, and you smile and press your grin into his sloppy cunt as you keep right on making him feel good. He's still hot on your tongue, but more-so now, thick n' heady and drip-dripping down your throat.

"C'mon, sweetheart," you try to garble out, and whether or not Ayato hears you is irrelevant; what he does feel, however, is the vibrations of your voice against where he is most sensitive.

He also feels—weird. Weird in that oddly familiar way, that way he knows you can taste just from where you are. He's growing more wet, obscenely-so, his essence leaking out far too watery to be just his pre-, and he knows he's over.

He's a goner, just like that, and through his thighs, you hear: "'m gonna—I'm gonna—!!"

And then he's coming.

He's fucking coming, and he can't stop coming, and then there's a new, fainter taste of him in your mouth. It splatters against your face, your chin and cheeks, and it's thin as the hydro he wields dripping from your face.

"There you go," you murmur, petting his still-twitching legs, licking the corners of your lips as the taste lingers. "Felt good, hm? Good boy, letting yourself go like that."

He only pitifully mewls, shaking his head meakly and tugging you in for a lazy kiss, licking himself off of you. Kissing now, he is saying to you: kissing now, bath later.

So, in the end, yeah. You suppose that the wet mess of his cunt finally did meets the bed sheet.

(This will be awkward to explain to the housekeepers.)

i am sorry this took like, a month . . . i wrote this, and i decided it fit well enough with this cute inbox, so !! yeah c;

24 MAR. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】#writing this while i had cheri cheri lady stuck in my head was a fever dream . . .#anyway !!#sub genshin #genshin smut #genshin x reader #dom reader #sub ayato #ayato smut #ayato x reader #trans ftm #trans smut #reader is implied to be tmasc !!#but i guess this counts as:#gn reader

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misshoneyimhome · 2 months

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「2️⃣5️⃣0️⃣ FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION」

"Why can't you just do what you're being told?" I William Nylander (🔥)

Summary; Sometimes, a push can make all the difference, even within the realm of relationships.

Tropes & warnings; smut 18+, friends-with-benefits, friends to lovers, fighting to sex (is that a thing?); mention of masturbation, unprotected sex (p in v), spanking, more unprotected sex, oral sex (m receiving);

Other notes; This one's for you, styles217, my love.🤍 Although it didn't end up as angsty as I'd envisioned 🙈, I hope you still enjoy it 🤞🏼 Surprisingly though, it ended up containing more smut than I initially planned, thanks to the requests I chose to combine it with [“take it out on me” I “I will never get enough of you” 🔥] - And no, I don’t actually think anyone on the coaching team would say something like this, and I’ve got no idea if anyone on the internet would react in such way; but for the plot of the story, they did 🤍

Knock on wood for not jinxing the winning streak ✊

Word count; 4.1K

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It had been quite a week. The Leafs had been on the road for a week, still keeping up their winning streak, which exceeded everyone's expectations. But even from the comfort of your sofa, you could sense that the games were getting more intense.

It was becoming clearer that the playoffs were getting closer. And suddenly, you noticed new aspects of your beloved William Nylander.

William had always been a talented ice hockey player. He might as well have been born with skates on his feet because the ice rink was his natural habitat. At just 16 years old, hockey became his first real profession, following in his father’s footsteps with aspirations of greatness.

And now, with his latest eight-year contract extension playing for the Maple Leafs, he was having the best season of his career.

Watching him play was almost magical - Every goal he scored or assist he made showcased his deep passion for the sport. And to you, he was simply an incredible person.

Despite the challenges that came with the fast-paced lifestyle, being part of William’s world felt nothing short of amazing. Over the past six months, the two of you had developed some sort of a bond, and there was nothing else you would have traded it for.

William Nylander had stolen your mind and soul from the moment he walked into the quaint coffee shop one early Wednesday morning before a training session. As he was completely exhausted and absent-minded, he inadvertently reached for something that appeared to be his drink, however as it turned out it was your coffee. With a gentle laugh and a charming smile, you kindly asked the handsome hockey player not to take it and encouraged him to enjoy his own instead.

Which then had turned out to be great a conversation starter, leading to a casual dating slash sort of a friends-with-benefits arrangement. Nothing too intense, just two consenting young adults enjoying each other's company, indulging in mind blowing sex, and relishing in easygoing conversations and hangouts.

However, perfection is elusive. Despite William's charm, kindness, and humour, he had a temper. Which you had only glimpsed bits of before, with penalties and a few snappy comments after tough losses.

But what happened during the Coyotes match was on another level.

William didn’t just receive penalties, but he suddenly also reacted aggressively to the pushes he usually shrugged off. He pushed back forcefully, his eyes blazing with anger.

And to your surprise, you found it incredibly arousing. Your cunt even tingled as William pushed the Coyote player, and a scuffle broke out among other players.

Never before had a hockey match stirred such arousal in you. And to top it off, the Leafs emerged victorious.

That night, thoughts of William's roughness lingered, leading you to touch yourself, and reaching an orgasm in a way you hadn't experienced before. The sheets beneath you were soaked as you moaned William's name into the emptiness with a whimper.

The game against Arizona was then followed by another impressive win, this time against the Knights, and then furthermore; a victory over the Avalanches after three thrilling periods, bringing the road trip to a satisfying conclusion.

Yet, as entertaining as it was to follow William and the team, it paled in comparison to being back in Toronto with him, where you could finally be intimate again.

And already Sunday afternoon you found yourself back at his place after he had a lie-in and taken care of the dogs. Entangled on his ample couch, his lips passionately locked with yours as your tongues explored each other with every shared breath.

With William on top of you, your fingers entwined in his blonde locks as he moved his warm mouth to the sensitive skin of your neck, sucking and nipping, eliciting sweet noises from you.

He was insatiable. After a week of being apart, William craved the feeling of you wrapped around him, longing to reach his own release in the midst of passion.

Clothes littered the floor of the living room, and despite the TV show still playing in the background, your moans filled the space of his condo. His two doodles lounged in a basket nearby as William guided his hard, throbbing member to your tight entrance.

Feeling William's hands on you again was nothing short of amazing. His mouth expertly melded with yours as his cock stretched you, sending waves of pleasure through your body with every thrust.

It was intense and messy. Bodies slick with sweat as you passionately connected on the sofa. His movements were determined, rough, and primal as he straightened his position, one leg on the floor, the other knee on the cushion, holding one of your legs against his chest while the other wrapped around his waist, thrusting mercilessly into you.

Your hands eagerly searched for something to grip onto, settling on the pillow behind your head as your mind blurred and your body melted for him.

You moaned loudly, the sounds mixing with the TV as you reached the peak of orgasm. But William didn't let you rest for a moment. Instead, he increased his intensity, feeling himself nearing the edge as your muscles tightened around him. And with heavy breaths, he thrust vigorously until he reached his climax, releasing his cum into you.

The intensity of the moment was palpable as you both took a few minutes to come down from the high and regain control of your breathing. It was a prime example of how raw and amazing your sex could be – effortless yet dirty, filled with desire.

And what came after was even better: William's tenderness as he caressed your curves in the post-sex shower was almost romantic. The way he caressed every inch of your skin was incredibly arousing, washing away the remnants of your sofa session. And then, he kneeled before you, placing hungry kisses on your core.

It was an added treat he provided, indulging in a late-night snack before you settled in for the night, knowing that Monday morning and the workday would soon be upon you.

It was another day of facing adult responsibilities at work, with the excitement of hockey on hold until reuniting with William in the afternoon.

However, while your day passed uneventfully, William found himself stirred by something deeper. His recent behaviour during matches hadn't gone unnoticed, and while fights were often accepted in the sport, comments about William being 'out of character' emerged.

Social media buzzed with opinions about him; criticising his usual calm demeanour, suggesting it wasn't present to support the team during heated moments, and deeming his actions as outrageous.

Which ignited William's temper. Despite his stellar performance in recent games – scoring goals and providing assists – he felt unjustly criticised. And more over it seemed that every attempt to express confidence in his own game was met with accusations of selfishness and 'overconfidence'.

It simply seemed William couldn't strike a balance. If he didn't score goals, he was deemed a bad player. If he didn't assist but scored himself, he wasn't seen as a team player. And if he didn't contribute at all, he was deemed unworthy of the team. He was often labeled as the attractive star player, good at scoring goals, but not as exceptional as Auston Matthews or as dominant as other players like Rielly, Reaves, and Tavares.

'Nylander’s a talented player, but he only cares about scoring for himself.'

‘Great to see WN88 take on some responsibilities when wearing the A – but he’s nothing like MR44’

The power of public opinion could be harsh.

Though most of the time, William didn’t even pay much attention to the criticism, knowing he was a great player, and his confidence remained unshaken. But often when he tried to brush off the comments and act nonchalant, it only fuelled speculation about his carelessness.

And, for some unexpected reason, he found himself unable to contain his temper on that particular Monday. Tired of the negative remarks, he wanted to prove that he could be just as strong and skilled as anyone else.

So, during Monday’s ice training, he attempted to assert his dominance. But things didn't go entirely as planned. Although the comments from the assistant coaches might not have been intended to be negative, they still managed to pierce through his thick skin.

"Hey Willy, we all know you did great as an alternate captain in Mo’s absence. However, maybe focus more on your scoring, passing to Auston, and breakaways – you know, the things you’re great at."

William simply nodded in response to the coaching staff's encouragement. But as they all left the locker room, he still couldn't shake off the words entirely.

"Hey," you greeted him with a warm smile in the hallway, joining the other partners of the team. "Want to go out for dinner?"

"Sure," he responded tersely, his tone devoid of your enthusiasm. "Just go wait by the car, I’ll be right there."

His voice was low and cold, but as his confidant, you resolved to show your support and be there for him.

"That's alright, I'll just wait here until you're ready," you replied, offering a reassuring smile.

"Just go and wait by the car," he suddenly snapped, his words sharper than before.

“What did you just say?”

“Go wait by the fucking car.”

"Oh no... You don’t get to talk to me like that, Willy..." you retorted, your voice firm and steady. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just... I'll meet you outside."

"No, I'm not leaving until you talk nicely to me!"

"Why can't you just do what you're being told?" William shouted, his voice echoing through the hallway.

You were taken aback. William had never shouted at you, especially not in public like this. While your relationship wasn’t without its disagreements, it had never escalated to this level.

But you held his gaze firmly as the others dispersed, the tension between you palpable.

There was a silence that hung heavy in the air. A moment where every thing could fall apart if you let it. But instead you decided to take the battle elsewhere.

"Fine," you finally spat, before turning and walking towards the exit.

And needless to say, the ride back to William’s place was dead silent, broken only when William left the car to pick up your takeaway dinner, opting not to go out. And when he returned, he slammed the door shut, and the journey to his place remained eerily quiet.

You felt his frustration emanating from him as you entered the condo, and as you placed the bags of food on the kitchen counter, you decided you couldn't ignore it any longer.

"Willy... do you have any idea how humiliating that was?" you said with a steady voice, trying to catch his gaze, but he remained hunched over the counter, looking down.

"So what?" he replied curtly.

You let out a small sigh. "So what?... Willy, I'm not a toy you can play with however you like... I'm a person with feelings."

"Don't you think I have feelings too?" he suddenly erupted, standing up straight and taking a step towards you. "Don't you think I feel frustrated and annoyed? That I'm not this perfectly calm and chill guy everyone always wants me to be?"

"So, you're upset because you're a talented hockey player, but not perfect in every way?" you asked a hint of rhetoric in your tone, raising a brow. "Willy, nobody's perfect, and nobody can live up to everyone's expectations."

"Don't you think I know that! But it still doesn’t make the frustrations go away, y/n... not that you would know how it feels to just want to... let go!"

And you suddenly found yourself releasing a breath you hadn't realised you'd been holding. William's words were sharp and filled with tension, fuelled by his passion for the sport. And strangely, you felt the same arousal you had felt the night you witnessed his anger for the first time.

"Take it out on me," you spoke softly, still maintaining a firm tone as you extended the invitation.

"What?" William inquired, taken aback by your bold offer.

"Take your frustrations out on me, Willy... let go, be angry... do what you need to do..."

For a moment, he couldn't comprehend what you were suggesting. His mind raced with thoughts, but as his eyes met yours, a sudden surge of desire and lust overwhelmed him. The offer was too tempting to resist. And without hesitation, he closed the gap between you, fuelled by a primal urge.

His lips almost crashed onto yours, his hands gripping your head tightly as he held you close. Your breath was stolen as he forcefully slid his tongue into your mouth, exploring your warmth with intensity, pressing his body against yours.

Your hands instinctively found his neck, but they couldn't stay still as William, using his size to his advantage, guided you out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. Clothes were shed along the way, leaving a trail of passion in their wake.

The intensity was so overwhelming that you barely registered how quickly you ended up standing by the bed, clad only in your lacy thong, as William's mouth continued to ravage yours until he breathlessly stepped back.

"On your hands and knees," his voice commanded roughly, his breath heavy and his eyes filled with lust.

And feeling your cunt already pulsating merely from the sound of his voice, you removed your last piece of fabric, and obeyed without hesitation.

William couldn't help but smirk as he admired the sight of your exposed cheeks before him. And as he lowered his boxers, freeing his hard cock, he slowly joined you on the mattress, kneeling behind you as he let his hands explore your soft skin.

"So you want me to let go, baby," he spoke darkly from behind, his mind clouded with thoughts of what he wanted to do to you. “I’ll fucking let go.”

And by encouragement form you, be withdrew his large hand from your ass, intensely stared at your ass before delivering a hard slap against your skin.

"Oh fuck..." you cried out, feeling the sting of his spank.

"You liked that, huh?" William inquired darkly, and all you could do was nod, earning another hard spank.

His force was harsh. Harder than you’d ever been playfully spanked before, and you could tell he was releasing some negative energy with two more intense smacks. His breath heavy and deep but his fifth and last spank, which had beautifully decorated your skin with a red hue.

And as you let out a soft cry mixed with a pleasure-filled moan, William felt satisfied with his actions. Shifting slightly in his position, he teased the tip of his cock against your entrance.

"Do you think you deserve this?" he asked, his voice filled with desire. “You think you deserve to be fucked?”

You could feel nothing but your muscles pulsating between your legs, yearning to be filled by his length.

"Yes," you whimpered, your legs trembling with anticipation.

"Good girl..."

And with a forceful thrust, William slammed his cock into you, burying himself deep inside your cunt and hitting your very depths.

His hands gripped your waist firmly as he established a steady rhythm of forceful thrusts, channeling all his frustration and annoyance into each powerful movement. With every slam, he felt himself releasing the pent-up tension, letting go of the negativity that had been weighing on him.

It was almost too overwhelming for you. His vigorous thrusts caused your body to tremble, pushing you closer to orgasm much quicker than anticipated as he pounded and overstimulated your walls.

Usually it’d take more than just forceful penetrating sex like this to give you that pleasurable high, however with William’s merciless performance, you suddenly found yourself nearing a peak.

And as if you had no control over yourself, your moans grew louder with each collision of skin against skin, and soon you found yourself clutching onto the sheets beneath you.

"Willy," you breathed, your voice filled with need. "I'm gonna come..."

Your words were music to his ears, mingling with moans and cries as he revelled in the pleasure he was giving you. And with no intention of slowing down, he continued to fuck you hard and fast.

"Oh fuck... Willy..." you cried out, your cunt dripping with juices as you threw your head back and allowed yourself to reach the peak of ecstasy, waves of climax rushing over your body.

William could feel how your walls clenched tightly around him as you embraced your orgasm, relishing in the sight of you closing your eyes in ecstasy and feeling your body shake and surrender to him.

And though as much as he wanted to continue fucking you hard and bring you to multiple orgasms, he also felt the urgency for his own release.

So, he paused his movements, allowing you to come down from the euphoria and catch your breath, before gently withdrawing his length from your dripping core. It was a sight to behold, seeing how perfectly your heat fit him, reflecting the pleasure he had given you.

But for now, he desired something else from you.

"I want you on your knees, baby, on the floor," his husky voice commanded, and with a deep breath, you summoned the strength to move your body.

Despite your legs feeling like jelly beneath you, you managed to manoeuvre from the bed to the middle of the room, where you flashed William a confident smirk as you knelt before him. You knew exactly what he wanted, and you were more than willing to give it to him.

Then patiently waiting for him to draw closer, you glanced up at him with desire in your eyes, parting your lips slightly as he approached. You yearned to taste him, to feel his hardness against your tongue, and even to savor your own essence.

And William happily gave it to you.

Holding his cock before your mouth, he gazed intensely down at you, silently granting you permission to take him.

Without hesitation, you accepted. Wrapping your lips around the tip, you began by circling it with your tongue. Then taking a deep breath through your nose, you focused on relaxing the back of your throat, guiding him in slowly and effortlessly. You felt him reach the back of your mouth, but you allowed him to push in further.

Gently withdrawing your head slightly, you coated his shaft with your saliva before taking him in entirely once again. And while taking your time, you savoured the sensation before starting to move your head in rhythmic motions, bobbing up and down on his length. Your lips wrapped around him as you moved, using your dominant hand where your mouth couldn't reach.

William's fingers found the back of your hair, gently gripping it as he began to let his hips move in sync with your motions. And as the pleasurable sensations intensified, so did his actions.

You allowed him to take control, something you wouldn't normally do as you needed to manage your gag reflex and breathing. But tonight was William's night to let loose, which meant allowing him to guide his cock in and out of your mouth.

And while feeling his grip tighten in your hair, you managed to glance up at him through your lashes and saw how he tilted his head back, surrendering to the moment.

"Fuck, your mouth feels so good," he mumbled between moans.

Knowing exactly how to push him over the edge, you released your hand from around the base of his cock and placed both palms on his muscular thighs. Taking another deep breath, you prepared yourself as best you could before letting him push his shaft all the way into your throat, causing your nose to brush against his pubic hair. Holding still for a few seconds, you allowed yourself to gag around his cock before pulling off completely and gasping for air.

"Oh shit! Fuck, babe," William panted above you as you stroked his length. "That's fucking hot."

And you knew it was. William had often expressed his love for your blowjobs, and sometimes hinted at his desire for more dominant behaviour. While he had never actually choked you with his cock, he had shown some interest, which was how you knew he would enjoy how you forced him all the way down.

Then taking another breath, you placed both hands on his thighs once more and took him back into your mouth. And this time, William wanted nothing more than to come for you. Knowing how good you could be for him, he held onto you firmly, meeting your eyes as he thrust against your mouth.

It was forceful and dominant, as he relished every gagging noise you made. And as he fucked your mouth faster, he felt himself on the brink of climax.

"Oh yes, baby, that’s it! Oh, I'll never get enough of you," he moaned, his eyes shutting tightly. "Your mouth is so fucking..." But his words were cut off by a deep grunt as his climax took over, and he unleashed his load into your warmth.

You felt his muscles tense under your touch, your nails digging into them as he held his cock in your mouth, ensuring you received every single drop he had to offer.

Both of you remained still for a brief moment as William came down from his high, and holding back your instincts, you gazed up at him as you waited for his approval.

Slowly, he pulled himself out of your mouth, allowing you to taste every inch of his shaft. And locking eyes with you once more, he issued his final command.

"Swallow."

With a gulp, you let his raw cum slide down your throat, before releasing a light sensual gasp. It was nothing but an intense moment of sexual silence as you stared up at the man before you.

"Shit, baby, you're way too good at this," his dark words praised, and slowly he helped you to your feet.

"Did I at least help you with the frustrations?" you chuckled lightly.

"Oh, yes, you did," William replied, flashing you a great smile before pulling you into a cuddle. "How about a shower?"

"How about we heat up dinner?" you suggested with a laugh.

"Good idea - but shower first."

It felt as if all the tension had dissipated, as if there were no lingering issues anymore. Yet, a part of you remained uncertain about the true nature of your relationship with William.

As you enjoyed a later dinner after the post-sex shower, smiles gracing both of your faces, you couldn't help but ponder what was going on inside William's mind.

However, as you cuddled up, feeling satisfied in every aspect, he beat you to the conversation.

"Hey... thanks for... you know, today," he started softly, his thumb caressing your shoulder as his arms enveloped you, turning his head to face you.

"Of course, it's what I'm here for," you replied with a content smile.

"Yeah, I know, it's just..." he continued softly, struggling to articulate his thoughts. "You don't have to... let me do that... you could’ve just walked away after what happened at the rink."

"I know, but I didn’t want to walk away... Willy, I know I'm not exactly your girlfriend or anything, but whatever this is, to me, it's something..."

"Exactly... and I guess I just... I don't know how to say it, but I just feel like there might be more... you're so amazing, and I just really want you around, all the time... and I understand if that's not what you want, because it's not always easy with me, but... if you want to, I'd like to have you..."

His last words almost came out in slow motion, uncertainty evident in how he expressed his feelings.

"Willy, are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

"Yeah... I think I am."

You were slightly taken aback by his question. Despite being intimate and spending a lot of time together for months, you didn't think William was considering this direction. On the contrary actually, you had been nervous he wanted to end it because of the increasing intensity of the season.

"Yes, Willy... of course I'd want to be your girlfriend," you finally managed to speak, the words carrying a mix of joy and relief. "Babe, I was honestly afraid you'd had enough of me...."

It was a moment you had both anticipated and feared, but now that it was here, it felt nothing but right. Leaning in, you sealed your answer with a tender kiss, a silent affirmation of your commitment to each other.

William's eyes sparkled with happiness as he returned the kiss, his arms pulling you closer. It was a moment of clarity amidst the chaos of life, a moment where everything just felt right.

"Oh, I already told you; I'll never get enough of you," he whispered against your lips, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity.

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Hi I'm like obsessed with you Eddie x Henderson!reader so could you maybe make one where Dustin knows that Eddie likes the reader so he like sets them up?? Idk if that makes sense 😔😔✊✊

it makes sense babe i love this

(reader is adopted cuz i don't want anyone to feel like they aren't being included if they don't look like dustin :))

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"Hey, Eddie?" Dustin tapped him on the shoulder on his way to fifth period.

"Henderson!" Eddie roughly clapped him on the shoulder. "How can I help you, man?"

"I, uh... I was wanting to make my own D&D campaign," Dustin lied. "I- I was wondering if you could help me."

Eddie tilted his head, considering. "Your house or mine?"

Dustin grinned. "Mine."

Eddie licked his lips and nodded once. "I'll be there at five."

"Perfect." Dustin started to head off. "Thanks, Eddie!"

Eddie saluted him and walked in the opposite direction.

Dustin pumped his fist in the air and practically skipped to class. He had no interest in making his own campaign. He much preferred to play as a character - he didn't want to deal with DMing. The real reason he invited Eddie over was you.

You and Eddie had an obvious thing for each other. You always volunteered to drive Dustin and his friends to Hellfire, you stayed during the games even though you couldn't play, and Dustin saw the way the two of you looked at each other. Y'all were head over heels, you just refused to admit it.

So Dustin formed a plan. He'd invite Eddie over, set up some big fancy dinner, and force you into a position where you had to admit your feelings for each other. Easy.

"Dustin, hurry up!" Mike yelled.

"Sorry!" Dustin ran into the classroom, still grinning.

Tonight was the night. He could feel it.

💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗👛💗

"(Y/N)!" Dustin banged on your door. "(Y/N), get down here, Mom wants you to do the dishes!"

You groaned, opening the door. "Why can't you do them?"

"I did them yesterday, it's your turn."

You pursed your lips, then sighed and pushed past him. "Fine."

You ran down the stairs, headed toward the kitchen, then stopped. What was clearly an attempt at a romantic dinner was sitting on the table, and, looking up, you saw none other than Eddie Munson, looking just as bewildered as you felt.

"Uh, this is... not what I expected Dustin's D&D campaign to include." Eddie laughed nervously.

You let out a similar noise, fidgeting. You scratched your neck. "So, um, is that why you're here? To help Dustin with a D&D campaign?"

"That's what I thought, at least." He shoved his hands in his pockets, taking a step toward you. "Do you think... Dustin's trying to set us up?"

Your eyes widened. Holy shit. That was exactly what was going on, wasn't it? Oh, Dustin, you little shit- you shook off the thought and let out a laugh. "Why would he do that?" You played dumb, trying not to let your feelings for Eddie show.

"I don't know." Eddie stepped closer. "Maybe it's because I have a massive crush on you and he was trying to help me out." His lips quirked to the side, a glimpse of a smile before he stepped away. He cleared his throat. "So, are we gonna let all this food go to waste?"

You couldn't move, your mind was reeling too fast. You blinked. "I'm sorry- What did you just say?"

Eddie plopped in a chair. "I asked if we were gonna let all this food go to waste."

You shook your head, stepping toward him. "No, no, before that."

Eddie shrugged, tossing a pea into his mouth. "Oh, just that I have a huge crush on you."

You stared at him.

"I mean, you're totally out of my league," he continued, still eating, "so like, don't sweat the rejection part." He swallowed, grinning up at you. "I am under no illusion that you are going to return my feelings."

You didn't smile back, beelining to him and smashing your lips against his. You heard him gasp in surprise before kissing you back, pulling you onto his lap and tangling his fingers in your hair.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" you heard, and the two of you pulled apart to see Dustin jumping enthusiastically in the other room.

You failed to bite down a smile and leaned into Eddie's neck, too caught up in the bliss of the moment to be mad at your brother's meddling. "Yes, Dustin, your evil plan worked."

Dustin came into the room, beaming like a child on Christmas day. "I knew you were in love, I knew it!"

You shook your head, still grinning like an idiot. "C'mon, Eddie, let's go up to my room."

Dustin's smile disappeared. "Wait, are you gonna...?" Horror flooded his features. "No, fuck, no, I am starting to think this was a mistake."

You grabbed Eddie's hand and pulled him up the stairs. "Too late, Dustybuns!" you yelled.

"(Y/N), NO!"

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x henderson!reader #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson

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diagonal-queen · 1 year

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HELP I'm sorry but this idea literally got in my head😭😭

What if Manipulative S/o with Chuuya,Dazai and Fyodor?

Them with a manipulative S/O

♡ pairing: Chuuya Nakahara, Dazai Osamu, Fyodor Dostoyevsky x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How are these men with a manipulative partner?

♡ cw: Swearing, manipulation, sexual stuff (Fyodor, you're better than this)

note: Ngl I was stumped with this one for a bit, didn't write a single part of it, and then one night I just wrote the whole damn thing in like ten minutes. Writing's a weird thing sometimes eh? Anyways apologies for errors anon and I hope you enjoy x

Chuuya:

If you're another mafioso and you use your Machiavellian techniques to interrogate people, Chuuya finds that hot (he's so whipped T-T)

But if you were ever to try and be manipulative with him? He'd probably figure it out relatively quickly and he'd be pretty upset about it. It feels to him as if you think he's unintelligent or something

He also wouldn't be such a fan if you tried to manipulate other members of the Port Mafia (especially if he's close with them like Kouyou)

Chuuya would prefer if you kept it for work and work only, because he values honesty and is more comfortable knowing that you trust him and vice versa

If it's like a trauma response or something though he's more understanding and helps you work on dismantling the habit in healthy and effective ways <3

Unlike the compulsive lying he would NOT consult Mori about this, because let's be real you probably got some of it from him

Eventually Chuuya might take a more passive role and just let you do your thing as long as you leave him out of it. If you're honest with him he'll be happy

Use your manipulation against Dazai (or at least try to)? You got yourself a loyal man for life ✊✊

Dazai:

Y'know that trope when a dude will like dreamily watch their partner with hearts in his eyes as they do some badass shit? That's literally Dazai when you're fucking with people

Especially other members of the ADA oh my god you guys are such menaces (the only one who can see through your bullshit is Ranpo but do you really think he's gonna put in the effort to stop you guys? No. That's what I thought)

But if you were to try and manipulate him, his attitude would change up real quick.

He lowkey takes it as an insult to his intelligence and also takes it pretty personal regardless of who you treat the same way. How can he not? You're literally his partner

You'd learn not to ever try crossing him, in a serious way at least- you'd definitely still play games and tease each other

If you're like super manipulative, even Dazai would have to be like 'hey! stop'. I feel like it would just remind him of his past self and he wouldn't like that

Like Chuuya he also prefers that, when it comes to more serious things, you're honest with him. He wants to be able to trust you

I mean either way he'd be able to catch up with you, so I guess it's not really a practical issue. Just be nice to him, alright?

Fyodor:

I ought to immediately establish that you're literally not getting past this man at all, ever

You will never be able to trick him, lie to him, or have any sway over anything he does at all. That being said, he actually loves the way you are

Fyodor definitely has a god complex and the fact that you can't get anything past him is definitely boosting said god complex. Though he's always like 'nobody gets me I'm too smart' we know that he secretly enjoys being better than everyone else let's be real

He thinks it's cute, but he will very much still give you ~appropriate punishments~ for your bad behaviour

Definitely uses you for the DOA's benefit in some way. Though it would definitely be with your consent because he knows you're not an idiot (and also why wouldn't you be on board tbh)

Sigma is probably a little wary around you because of how similar you are to your boyfriend (and obviously Mykola loves you he's your bestie)

You two definitely play a lot of mind games with one another for entertainment, as well as skill-based games like chess and poker (is that skill based? I've never played it lmao)

In conclusion, power couple of the fucking century

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fedyushka, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl

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ziipzeepzop-eez · 5 months

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Okay hiii just ignore me if you want-

ZEEP ZEEP ZEEP IMAGINE WITH ME

LEO AND USAGI WITH THEIR KID RIGHT?

IN THIS INSTANCE THIS CHILD IS ADOPTED, EITHER WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER OR WHEN THEY WERE A TEEN IMMA IMAGINE BOTH FOR YA

CHILD GETTIN’ A GO FIRST

JUST JUST IMAGINE

This tiny child meeting these two big men, this tiny little child who’s life has been unstable and unpredictable is faced with the prospect of adoption, the promise that they’ll finally be in a home

Of course, before the adoption is complete and finalised, there is that uncertainty about “what if it doesn’t go through or get approved?” And the Fruitbowl Dads™️ can’t always be there all the time, but whenever they DO get a chance, and I mean EVERY SINGLE CHANCE, they’re reminding You that they already love them, and being so young it’s hard to not follow every glimmer of hope that peaks through. It’s just so exciting and scary at the same time. Their own room?! Forever?! Well just faint now.

Making this tiny rascal laugh so hard at Dad Jokes, it’s such a good thing to laugh. Two huge strong dads who are going to be the strongest support this tiny little one has ever seen. Gettin’ carried? A must, imagine all the things you could see from up there! It’s the world! Free for You to explore.

Getting adopted?! The process being finished?! The cheering and hugs? Immediately getting pizza (or some other food of choice) right after? Movie night? It’s such a warm welcome to Your Official Home.

THE TEEN? THE TEEN!

Oh poor child, passed through care home to foster home back into the system, back and forth to and fro, when will it end? Well the Fruitbowl Dads™️ are here to help!

It genuinely surprises You, the prospect of adoption. You had just assumed it would never happen, I mean? A teen? Don’t be ridiculous, it’s completely out the question. Couldn’t help but overhear people debating if it was worth the trouble for someone who’d move out in a few years anyway, and it’s hard not to assume this is all one big dream, and you’ll wake up soon. But every time You pinch Your cheeks, close Your eyes, half wanting to wake up, You never do, opening Your eyes to see two kindhearted individuals in front of You, ready for a huge hug.

After the gruelling process of adoption is complete, You can finally lay in bed and officially say You’re home. I mean, sure, You have been fostered here for a while, but it just feels so much more real and yet surreal at the same time. Cuddle piles are a NECESSITY for this, or maybe not at first, You had learned that getting close to people makes it harder to say goodbye, but now? Now you don’t *have* to say goodbye, now you can bury Your face in incense smelling fur, or bury Yourself into a plastron and not worry about it slipping through Your fingers. It’s here, and it’s staying.

Dad’s are probably gonna have to work with Ya on unlearning bad coping mechanisms, teaching You they don’t have to cry alone, it’s alright, having a rock hard shell is helpful sure, but not all the time. It’s gonna be tough, but who said parenting is easy?

No no, wait- wait. I-i just-- hrrrmmmmmmgn, hold ON- holding on. I, I cannot-- you just-

You just did-

How did you-?

I, I, ueue- ueueueeee.

^^^ my live reaction when reading this.

SHAWTYYYYYYY??? JELLY. MY JELLY BABY. MY FUDGIN' CINNAMON APPLE.

The way you WROTE THIS OUTTTTTTT. I am ROLLING AROUND IN MY BED (¦ꒉ[▓▓] IN LIKENESS TO A GLEEFUL SLUG 🪇🪇🪇🐛🪱🐛🪱🐛 THE WAY YOU JUST.... GRRAAAAAAAAHHHH GRABS YOU AND SHAKES YOU AND HOLDS YOUR HAND AND AND!!!! YOU!!!! YOU'RE JUST SO!!! ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡

I literally. Wanted to cry while reading this through. That's how good it is. Slash very complimentary. ✨Extremely✨ complimentary, if you will.

Seriously pookie, I couldn't have said it BETTER??? You're undeniably one of my favorite writers on this site. The way you completely understood what I was going for & added to make it even ✨🪽BETTER✨🪽

like it's so good it's making me run my deadlifts:

🎱➖✊➖➖✊➖🎱

🌟 \ / 🌟

⭐ \😁/ ⭐

✨ 🎽 ✨

/ \

👟 👟

Look at the stars!! Look at the sparkles!! That is the exudes of my OVERFLOWING JOY AND HAPPY STIMS!!!! 💞⭐🌟🌸✨💫🌷🌈☀🌻☁🩷

I was already in love with the child imagine but then I read the TEENAGE SECTION AND bro. I don't think I can live without this anymore, actually.

Rests hand on your shoulder and gazes deeply into your eyes. (/plat) I don't think I can live without you, actually.

Lemme tell you the things I loved:

All of it. 🌈🌸🩷

............nah nah but fr, lemme appreciate you in full rq-

the way you explicitly mentioned the foster/adoption homes, system, and process and tied it in very smoothly with the plotline!! - I realize now that I didn't mention it much, despite the whole point legitimately being an adopted reader. so you centering it in the way you did just really did sumn to me, no lie no lie. (/vv pos!! ☀)

taking the head canons and dividing them into the aspects by age, and making it work SO SO WELL LIKE--!!!! AS A WRITER? A FELLOW WRITER??? I am frothing at the mouth very impressed!! it all just fits together like a puzzle piece and I just, graaaaahhh ( ✧Д✧) YES!!

bustin in and having the, 💥audacity💥 to say "ignore me if you want" SUCKAAAAAAAAA????

(will legit hunt u down don't ever speak such none sense, I said NONE ❗💥 SENSE 💥❗ e'er again, ya hear?)

the realness of it. like, you. ...... that's it bro, legit just you.

Now I've got even MORE brainworms and, they say, they're already formulating a part two of sorts. ૧(ꂹີωꂹີૂ) now fellas I love my goobers but-- *dogs barking, truck horns blasting, random screaming on the background*

((*now I must indulge the child!*))

#"૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ beep! inbox! ˎˊ˗#main shawty spongejuice 💥#leoichi as adoptive parents #platonic leoichi x reader #leoichi as adoptive parents headcanons #100000000/10 #this why u my main shawty bro #like this legit made. my night last night #AND MORNIN! 🌻#bc it is now 5:30am 😍#you did such a wonderful job!!!#zeepie beep and her beeplings

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bsxcrxts · 1 year

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WIA T WOULD U DO🍷😸✊ FOR HAN SOLO PLEASE

emoji prompts here! requests open!

Minors DNI!! 18+ only with age in bio to interact!!

omg of course! I haven't written anything for him in forever! 😈

🍷 tipsy sex headcanon

Sex in a cantina. That's all that I'm gonna say

Just kidding! I'm going to say a lot more

I think tipsy sex is a recipe for exhibitionism with Han. He gets two drinks in and he's horny, and because he’s usually in a cantina when he’s drinking, that means he’s fine with showing off

He also has a pretty big corruption kink, and when paired with the exhibitionism and a drink or two? He can get pretty into it.

Han will tease you for being "too good" to be getting off in public and yet... why are you so wet then? You're gonna let him, a dirty smuggler do this to you, where everyone can see? You must be so desperate for him.

He’s manhandling you into his lap cause he’s gonna put you where he wants you. Rubbing your sex over the seam of your pants and teasing you

“You must be pretty whipped for me, sweetheart. Bet you’ve never done something like this before.”

Han becomes a sloppy kisser when he’s had a few. He's a good kisser all the time, but when he's tipsy it's like he's too distracted by his need and the alcohol to use much finesse

😺 how they eat pussy

I think this is one of Han’s favorite things actually and I think he’s really, really good at it. And he knows it.

He’s cocky as all hell about his abilities with his mouth, and you’re thinking someone must have overinflated his ego once and now he won’t let it go, but you’ve never been happier to be wrong

Han eats pussy like he’s starving for you, literally. He’s obsessed with overstimulating you with his mouth and will make you cum no less than three times in a row before he pulls off of you

Knows how to do things with his tongue that can make you moan louder than you ever have before. Says some cheesy shit when you do scream for him like “no need to be so dramatic, sweetheart,” but he’s smiling when he goes back to licking your cunt. You’re a little bit afraid to ask where he learned how to do those tricks and he’s too smug to share anyway

Honestly if he wasn’t so good it’d be annoying but it’s actually really hot

Han will eat you out in literally an position possible but his favorite is when you sit on his face. He pulls you by the thighs onto his face and helps you grind against his mouth and nose.

✊ masturbation headcanon

Han will try anything once, and has gotten off many, many different ways...

He’s discovered sex toys, which he occasionally incorporates when he gets himself off

Han is a fan of anything that will enhance his sexual experience and he has little to no shame about it. He has a vibrator that he holds against the sensitive underside of his cock, a prostate massager that he breaks out if he’s feeling really pent up

He’ll put his vibrating cock ring on while the two of you fuck, if you ask real nice

He’s pretty quiet until literally anything that vibrates enters the equation

That being said I feel like he’s not breaking out the collection every single time he gets himself off. This man has a high sex drive and a busy life and can’t always take his time, plus sometimes he prefers the simple approach, you know?

He’s definitely the kind of guy who wakes up every day with morning wood and then jerks himself off in the shower to start the day

Leans up against the wall and watches his cock disappear into his fist

Little groans escape his throat when he just can’t help himself, but other than that he’s able to keep pretty discreet

I think he likes being rough on himself, tugging at his cock and jerking himself like someone’s punishing him. It gets him off the fastest, pretending his hand is someone else’s and they’re the ones in charge. It takes a lot for him to admit that; his deep dark fantasies that he could be a little submissive for someone eventually

#han solo smut #han solo x reader #Becca’s bs #emoji prompts #wowie

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alphabetboyluvr · 6 months

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HI HOLLY 💞💞 Ypur 'ask me anything' on ig dissapeared before I could ask you BUT PLEASE NAME ALL THE GLITTER YOUVE GOT THERE 🥲😭✊ you made me a glitter girlie now I'm obsessed for real 😩 Only if you don't mind of course ♡

okay!!!! i'll do a little guide on what i have / use haha

i've included links for yesstyle/oliveyoung global, but i got all of mine either in store, via olive young korea, or directly from the brand websites.

1 - flynn lightcatcher liquid glitter

These are my go-to liquid glitters, I use them all the time. You might recognise them because shade 01 is the glitter that was used during Jungkooks photofolio shoot!! I tend to use shade 02 mostly - it's a pink base with cooler toned glitter. I'm quite literally wearing it today lol

2 - dasique starlit glitter powder

I have the smoothie berry collection, but the one i use most frequently is from the newer collection (the one with the peachy tone). it's part of my daily makeup look atm!!

3 - 3CE mini palette

the first glitter i acquired in SK that led to.... all of this lmao. I rarely use it these days, just because pressed glitters arent my favourite (liquid glitters are my go-to). still gorgeous! and a nice variety of shades/consistencies

4 - about_tone glitter (02 my fairy)

honestly i should have gotten the other colour story because i already have so many light / pink toned glitters but i am a creature of habit! I really like this one - there's 3 super fine shimmers and 3 chunkier glitters. It's the pressed palette i use the most!!

5 - unleashia glitterpedia palette

these have a really nice feel to them - super creamy and easy to use. some of them feel almost like balm, so if you hate the feeling of glitter but want a little staying power, i'd recommend these!

6 - etude house tear liner

a nice lil shimmer - i dont use it as a liner, it's quite sheer so sometimes I'll use it as a base on my lid!! it's not something i reach for often, but it's cheap and pretty!!

7 - holika holika spang-glitter

when i first came to korea i was sooo loyal to these!! they also do shimmers (called metal glitter). there's a shade called mirrorball parts, and i'd recommend it to all of our bd girlies he he he

8 - mude dreamy glitter

i got this cause it was on sale for like 3,000 won and holy shit i LOVE it. used it religiously for weeks!!

9 - lilybyred glitter zone - shower

i believe this is discontinued now which is a huge shame, but you can still find it online in some stockists!! it's just never on the lilybyred stands in store. the liquid glitters are called 'shower', and the pressed glitter is called 'fog'. I've used both, but shower is definitely my fave! my tube is pretty much empty, i loved it.

10, 11 - not available online

so 10 is the twinkle pop x daiso collection, 11 is the chocholab x daiso collection. they're super cheap, and super good - if you're ever in SK, you'll no doubt fall in love with daiso, so look out for their makeup section!!!

12 - luna lighting up pot

i love this!!!! the glitter is chunky, varies in tone, is just ugh dreamy. I use this for nights out!! shade 05 gleam on is my go-to!!

some of my other glitters that arents pictures includeeee:

etude house shine fix eyes

now this looks GORGEOUS on, but it's the only one I've found to irritate my eyes at all :(

3CE eye switch

i use the shade throbbing - honestly i only got it cause the name makes my laugh, but its gorgeous on!!

#the fact that this isnt even a full list lmao #glitter girlie for lifeeee #ask

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silviakundera · 3 months

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Empresses in the Palace ep 16

"And now she dares to take away my Persian Ink!" Hard agree, my darling Hua Fei. Screwing your man is one thing, but fucking with your brows is another!! ✊

but babe, why u want to live with a baby??

Lmao look I know its A BABY but it's a fictional one and I'm amused that her palace is so crap at taking care of it. My career girl is just NOT the maternal type. Drugs the kid with crushed sleeping pills; "It works just fine on me." lmaoooooo

ffffuvk she's looking ragged in front of the emperor GURL let that baby go. Neither of you are having a good time.

Zhen Huan, I know the emperor is your dad's age but this fickle dude that might kill you or your besties someday is not the DILF protector you need, in metaphorical OR literal thunderstorms.

Empress savoring the new girl being humiliated by the new new girl 💅

While Zhen Huan plans for the long game by serving up Ling Rong. She's in it to win it now. Definitely feeling disconcerted about matchmaking her friend with her husband but willing to do it so they have a stronger backing in the palace. The first sign for me tbh that she could be empress material. And tbh for once the Empress isn't laying it on thick. LR truly has a celestial voice. Consort Yu supposedly was admired for her pipes but she has nothing on LR. The way she looks back. Yaaaasss always leave them wanting more.

That half-sister is gonna become a real problem.

me trying to picture how u draw eyebrows "like distant mountains"

ep 17

Prince Guo is not hot but not grandpa. He's also not the source of humiliation & suffering for a busload of ladies. I'm sold! yeah, I ship it. Please bang in despair at your wasted lives at least once, thx.

Hua Fei taking a big swing to frame up Zhen Huan by poisoning the favored baby. But it's not actually that risky, because her brother is impeccable armor.

Duan Fei is the real MVP. Everyone knows she's lying but the emperor clearly respects her and isn't willing to embarass her. No more than he's willing to severely punish my gf Hua.

Hope Duan gets her revenge.

Ep 18

So the emperor totally knows Hua Fei posioned the kid that he actually likes, but General Nian's skills trump all.

I'm honestly not sure if Zhen Huan should be trying to push the emperor to not reward Hua Fei. He's gonna do what he thinks he needs to.

Half-sister Huanbi is getting on my NERVES. And finally ZH's, thank god.

Prince Guo is so chill. He just strolled by like, hey crying servant, what's up? oh, somebody dissed your look? you're doing amazing sweetie, don't worry be happy. (Exit stage left.)

I think I love him.

Our protagonist with a BIG WIN. (crowd sounds) 👏 👏 proved half-sister is a traitor and her nemesis finally annoyed the emperor enough that she'll miss a promotion.

Girl, u know I love u. You're the only one for me. But Hua Fei, darling, you really need to properly space out your scheming. It's too much. The man needs some time, space, and calm to properly ponder how much he loves & appreciates your brother.

Ep 19

This episode should be subtitled "The Tale of Two Loves' or '2 Ships For The Price of One'.

First she risks it all to sneak in to hold hands longingly and shed tender tears with her Mei Zihuang. Then romantic coincidental rescue by Prince Guo and a late night boat ride with poetry & literature musings.

And I'm winning because I ship both of them.

Not sure how I feel about Half-Sister Intervention. Huanbi's situation is fucked and in a different drama she'd be the revenge-seeking protagonist. But she's also dumb as hell to want to join the harem and give up the chance to escape to a normal life. She's seen what a hell this place is. Ultimately, she has reason to resent ZH and their family. And she has a dangerous secret. What if she flips again? Just get rid of her ASAP. It's life & death struggles over here, no space for second chances.

#empresses in the palace #cdrama #i binged yesterday waiting for Love Song for Ilusion 2 weekly ep to drop #now today i can catch up in peace #the soothing thing about horror for me #is that i know most everyone is fated for a bad end #it removes stress and tension from me #im just watching these lil guys on the screen have hilariously awful things happen to them #oh look its a series of unfortunate events 😯

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an-angels-fury · 1 year

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Frankenstein’s monster/creature? No. Just call him Adam. We know the real monster is society (especially those calling him ‘incel’. that BS stigmatizes victims of abuse/trauma, mental illness & disabilities)

YES! SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!! ✊

Honestly, calling him "Frankenstein's Creature/Creation" is still kinda acceptable for me in some cases (at least when you're talking to people who are not that attached to or very familiar with the story). But I definitely prefer calling him Adam because giving him a name allows him to have a sense of identity, but mostly important, of humanity. 'Monster'?! HELL NO!!!

And seriously, when I was searching new content in the Frankenstein hashtag yesterday, I found a post where the OP wrote that its school teacher told that Adam was the 'perfect metaphor for an Incel' and, agreeing with the teacher's point, the OP put in the post the passage in the book where he demanded Victor to make him a bride that was as ugly and hideous as him and I was like... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING WITH ME!!!

People really like to pick every fictional character who is abused, socially awkward, extremely lonely, desperate for love and affection and is VIRGIN - specially if the character is a man -, who rebels against society through violent and immoral ways because they are full of pain, anger, hate and rage towards the world and never learned better except for the cruelty and prejudice they were exposed to and summerize them as nothing but "creepy ugly dudes who hate women, pretty people and sexually active people and kill them all because no one is interested in fucking them" 🙄

Ugh, I'm just so sick of this whole bullshit... It would be easier if people simply admitted they don't like certain characters, right?

Well, at least, it's good to know I'm not the only one who shares this frustration. Thank you for your ask, dear anon. I was actually needing to rant a little 😘

#sorry i needed to rant #at least I'm feeling a little better right now 😄#no but seriously #please stop calling abuse victims (real or fictional) incels/femcels for once!!!#frankenstein #mary shelley #mary shelley’s frankenstein #frankenstein's creature #frankenstein's monster #adam frankenstein #my thoughts #answered asks

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necroangelz · 1 month

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you're the only person ever maybe perhaps

i know i am !

this feels .. very strangely positive in a nice way . thank uu. user hetyuri uur a real one ✊✊

#🌙﹕ talking to the moon 𝜗𝜚 ︵

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chronicparagon · 15 days

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✊ from Hal

SEND ✊ for your muse to punch out someone that was harassing my muse

"Come on! Give me a chance, lady!"

"For the last time! I said no!" Harmony answers coldly. Dark brows arch closer together as she glares at the man who followed her down the sidewalk. He hasn't left her alone since he first saw her working at the clinic. She was polite with him at first. She was soft spoken and kind the first few days, but with his persistence and even demands for a date, her patient wore thin.

"I also told you that I'm married! Happily married! You see this?!"

The ruby embraced by two black diamonds on a white gold band sparkle in the sunlight when she holds her hand out. "I didn't think it could get more obvious than that."

"Pfft, really?" The man asks and he shakes his head. "You're sure you weren't made to do that? You work in the clinic with your hubby. I saw him many times and he's freaky as fuck!" He tilts his head back and his hand brushes the raven locks from his face as he continues to speak. "He looks like he's straight from a slasher flick. He's a real monster! Don't know how the hell he got someone like you unless he threatened you."

"Why, you little-" Harmony lunges at the one who is trying (and failing) to woo her. "My husband is not a monster! He's a human being, a doctor, a wonderful father, and an all-star life partner! He's a far better man than a cocky, entitled prick like you! You have a lot of nerve saying that to my face!"

"Heh! Chill out, girly! I'm just speaking the truth. I had my eye on you for some time and I think I'm the charming prince that you are waiting for! I can whisk you away from the beast and make you have the time of your life. Just give me a chance!" Lips curve into a smile and while it is attractive to others, it just made Harmony want to punch him.

However, that is not necessary.

Her one true love has seen it all and he is not happy. No, he is not happy at all!

That becomes apparent when Halsten looms over the egotistical bachelor. Harmony sighs in relief and smiles. "Hello, my dear. I was just waiting for you. This...erm, gentleman doesn't take no for an answer." Normally, Harmony is against violence but in this case, she is not going to stop Halsten from teaching the other male a lesson.

With that, the unfortunate soul was greeted with a punch in the face. His features marred by the syringes revealed from Halsten's prosthetic hand. "Aah! The fuck?! You fucked up my face! MY FACE! My FAAACE!" He shrieks in pure horror with tears streaming down his face.

But he will quickly find that punch will be the very least of worries. Halsten is far from finished in showing that Harmony is not only uninterested, but she is with him alone.

And his wife is not going to stop him this time.

@skullboysfinale

#skullboysfinale #answered #thank you!!

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nobodys-saviour · 22 days

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i'll be real i'm booping you with one hand and playing lds with the other, very efficient multitasking

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#sorry 😭

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piko-power · 1 year

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This sucks.

First animators and the animation industry, and now this.

The writers and the writing community are getting pushed aside all for some phoney baloney next generation of mankind.

The animators and animation were treated like a joke for so long all because some Oscar winning bitches thought it was for kids, even though it really isn't. It's for everyone. And it's been like that since literally forever.

Hell, even some movies and shows made for a younger audience like My Little Pony have huge praise, love and support from human beings of all ages.

Don't pretend shows like Futurama, Primal, Bob's Burgers, Inside Job, ect. don't exist because their animated. If done right, an animated show for adults can be outstanding. Sadly, there are some that are kind of try-hards (Swearing and sexual jokes every ten seconds or whatever) that is just becomes a mediocre, or worse, terrible show, that it might just prove someone's dumbass theory that animation is for kids and kids only.

Again, not fucking true.

My two favorite animated shows, both targeted at different audiences, are DuckTales and Futurama. I love their characters, the stories, the comedy, the drama, the music, but I especially love the animation.

DuckTales may have been made for a TV-Y7 audience, but the people who worked on it made it for anyone to enjoy, wether it's kids, adults, or fans of the original DuckTales show. It was made for ANYONE.

Just like every other "kids" show, anyone is allowed to enjoy it and scream their heads off over the coolest and craziest thing they ever seen on Gravity Falls or cry tears of joy when Luz and Amity are together in The Owl House.

Also, animators are fucking awesome and talented and even though it is hard work, it's what they love doing and it's what brings our favorite shows and movies to life.

Every day I think about any movie or show that has 3D animation, 2D animation, stop-motion, ect. and just go "Damn, that was the coolest thing I've ever seen in my life." Even though it was only, like, five seconds of animation of Sonic blinking and smiling.

Animation and animators deserve lots of support and love every day because of these great shows and movies.

But do you know who else made these shows and movies happen? Another group of talented humans that made them to begin with? That no media can live without?

Writers.

If you're gonna make something come to life in the wonderful world of animation, you gotta write and story.

Figure out the characters and what should happen in the third act.

Keep track of the story as the show goes on and write down the funniest one-liners Dewey had ever said.

You can't have literally any animated media without writers. No. Not just animated media. EVERY. SINGLE. MOVIE, OR, OR VIDEO GAME, THAT HAS EVER EXISTED.

These guys? Right here? Mean the whole world to me.

Even if it's fanfic writers, they are so goddamn amazing.

They are responsible for your favorite franchises. I can tell you right now that the world would be gone to shit without writers.

I write stories as well and let me tell you, it's also hard work, but dammnit I love it.

Writers and the writing community are one of a kind and they are extremely important. And just like animators, they are talented and love what they do.

But despite all of that, H*llywood has other ideas.

Ideas that should never light up even the cheapest of light bulbs.

Mother. Fucking. AI.

AI, also known as Artificial Intelligence (Doubt they have any tho) are the scum of the earth. For some time it was used for art, writing and even used for cartoon voices.

By the way, that's fucking theft.

There are literally real human beings who can draw for you, write for you, voice act for you, (By the way voice actors are also my whole world and I would be nothing without them) but you'd rather choose AI to do all of that for you??

I AM APPALLED.

Why would we even use AI at all when human beings, with a mouth, a brain and hands are RIGHT HERE?!?!

I DON'T CARE IF IT'S QUICK AND EASY THAT IS THEFT AND YOU KNOW IT!

YOU ARE TAKING AWAY A HUMAN'S TALENT'S OPPORTUNITY TO SHINE JUST FOR A STUPID ROBOT!

AND REPLACING REAL ARISTS AND WRITERS AND ACTORS TOO!

Also, some AI voice memes (Sonic btw) almost got an voice actor in trouble for something THEY HAVE NEVER SAID. Yeah. A robot almost got someone in trouble. That is really bad.

AI art and writing and theft and straight up plagiarism. And AI voices are theft as well. Imagine using an AI voice of someone who passed?

Do you know how fucking awful that sounds??

Yet today, people are still using this trash and worst of all, Hollywood is in on it too.

That is absolutely insulting and hateful towards artists and writers of all kinds.

I thought we were done treating talented humans with a heart like shit.

I thought we were done.

I thought we were fucking done.

I am tired of amazing artists and writers, especially writers, being pushed to the ground and being replaced with AI. I wish artists and writers don't have to suffer like this. They deserve better.

They deserve so much love right now.

These awesome people have no right to be treated like this. They are people too. They have feelings, and you are hurting them. Saying your using AI to write is literally saying that the writers are useless and you don't need them anymore.

You made them believe that.

That's why their on fucking strike.

Writers want justice. Writers want goddamn justice and you're not giving them that, all because you think AI is the short cut.

You can't even do anything now that their on strike, but the worst part? I have a feeling you're gonna keep using it anyway after this is all over.

Is that right? Do you still wanna be a piece of shit to these real talented creators, after all these messages we kept shoving down your throats?

I know I sound harsh but sometimes raising my voice is the only way for you to listen. But I know damn well your gonna keep ignoring me, ignoring us, so we're gonna raise our voices higher.

I wish AI never existed so that way these wonderful artists, animators, writers and voice actors would never be forgotten. I don't want them to be forgotten.

I mean it when I say they changed my life.

When I was a kid, I watched all of the bonus material from the movies I've seen. All of the movies. Something about watching all these behind the scene footages from artists and actor just makes me so happy.

All these people made all of our favorite movies and shows, even though it took them a long time to make, but they were having a blast making them. They wanted to make something special for the audiences, and they never stopped.

Especially when I watch interviews and I just have this fuzzy feeling that working on a movie or show in any role is such an amazing feeling. It inspires me to write to begin with.

I love hearing people's thoughts on the media they worked on and how it made them feel to see audiences loving the thing they were involved in. Makes me emotional every time.

In fact, there's one person who I absolutely adored for a few years and loved his works from beginning to end.

His name is Ben Schwartz.

Not only he's an actor but he's also a writer. He is so funny and sweet and just an amazing person. He is incredible and talented and always got that smile on his face.

He's the spirit of optimism in my opinion. He inspired me the most. To keep going.

And also? He's on strike too!

He is a writer so of course he's on strike and I am forever proud of him.

I am also proud of everyone who is on strike right now.

To the animators, writers and actors everywhere: Never stop fighting.

Even when the strike is over, for the love of God don't stop fighting.

You guys are kicking ass right now and you are making your voice heard, loud and proud.

I am so, so proud of all of you!

You deserve all the support, respect and love for the rest of your life for what you are doing!

Never stop doing what you love and keep going!

You got this!

To all the writers, animators and voice actors out there fighting for their voice: You are not alone and we love you!

✊NEVER STOP FIGHTING!! ✊

#piko rambles #writers guild strike #writers guild of america

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