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Bros the world is so at peace cus crazy m is still fictional
The world isn't ready for my boyfriend
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The wedding reception can wait they are hungry
#danganronpa#komahina#nagito komaeda#hajime hinata#this is incredibly self indulgent thank you me and my fucking huaband i loce him#give him a visa canada#nk does art
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I'm currently listening to that's what I like by Bruno Mars
Hi Jil :3
THAGS WHAT I LIKE THAGS WHAT I LIKE UHUHHH ME AT THE INDIGO LEAGUE SIR LET ME IN SIR LET ME IN SIR SIR SIR LET ME IN PLEAAAAAAAAAAASE PLEAAADE PLEAKSESE AKSKSKSKAKAKAKSJEJAJSJAA 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
HIS FUCKIN METAL PIO PIO GIRL IM GONNA CRY SO BAD AAKAKAJEBAMA;;??;?;?;?;?;!"!SJSBABHWHAHSBRBSJA EWIIWIWIWIWIWIWW OHHEHESS SOO CUTE AND HANDSOME AND LOVELY AND HOTBANSHAAHAAA SSHAALAAA ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ IM A SEAL RIGHT NOW ARF ARF ARGAGAA SSS SA AAAAA AA😭😭😭😭😭😭😘😘😘😘😘😘 I CAN TREAT YOU SO RIGHT SIR SIRRRRRRR I CAN TREAT YOU SOOOOOO RIGHT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
OHHHMYGOUUSDD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FORTHIS WHATTHEJHELL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 IM SEAL'ING SO HARD AAAWAAAAAAUUUA UUU UE UE 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
#ALRIGHT ME GOING IN SO MUCH ANNOYING DETAIL ABOTU THIS HEREEEEEEEEEEE#BUTFIRST LET ME JUST#bee tag#💚 for me#rhys.insert#IM LITERALLU GONNA PRINT THIS WATCH MEEEEEEEEE /LH AAUAUAUAUEHSGSGAFGFSGDHSSVAHA MY GLOSSY PAPER HAS A PURPOSE#LOOK I ALREADY SAW YOU MAKING THIS ON STREAM MORE SPECIFICALLY HIS FACE BUT THE REST BLEW ME AWAAAYYYYY AAUAUAUAUAUAUAUUAAUUAAUA#OHHHHIS FACE OHHH I GOTTA I GOTRA MWAMWMA AA💋💋💋💋💋 CARMINEDOYNLOOOKKKKKMMK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#NERO GOING LIKE HAHA HIS BIG NOSE SLASH AFFECTIONATE NO BJT LIKE ITS SO ATTRACTIVE ON HIM BYEEEEE 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡#HIS EYES SENT MEEEE HIS EUES GOIUDDD HIS EYE SHINE HIIII 😘😘😘😘😘😘A AHWHEHEHEHEHHESHHAA AHIS SO COOLEJ#MY CHAMPION BF GUYS ANOTHER CHAMPION BF HES SO COOL GJYS LOOK SEE SEE SEE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#IM OVER THE MOOOOOONNN IM OVER THE FUCKING MOOOON (SAID LIKE SNAPCUBE EGGMAN) AAAAUUAUAUAUAAUUAUAA HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE EHEHEHHEBDHSE#THE LIGHTING IS SO GORGEOUS THERES SO MUCH DRAMATIC AURA HERE BUT HES ALSO SO HANDSOME HGRR WHATTHEUFKC 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍#RHYS ENJOYERS LETS ENJOY OURSELFES AAURGHWAAKAKKAMWENAJAKAKAKKAAKMAKAKAA#THANKYOU. THANKYOU.#IM PUTTING THIS ON MY WALL ASWELL IM GONNA EDIT MY FUCKIN PINNEDDDDDD#MY HALL OF FAME. I LOCE YOU THANKYOU SO MUCH I LOVE U FOREBERRRRRRRR
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I have a theory I can't prove and is based solely on my personal experiences, but the venn diagram of lesbians who are in love with Alistair from Dragon Age and lesbians who are in love with Wyll from Baldur's Gate 3 is a circle
and I am at it's center
#they are so fucking similar#if you romanced Alistair and you haven't romanced wyll yet fucking get your rear in gear#in an alternate universe instead of me being so convinced i cant be a lesbian because i loce alistair#its me being convinced i cant be a lesbian because i love wyll#anyway team wyll ravengard till i fucking die#killed me to turn him down on this playthrough 😭#when i get around to doing an origins playthrough u bet your ASS I'm going Wyllstarion#ANYWAY#baldur's gate 3
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photos of deaky that i could stare at for hours:
#i’m so in love it’s insane#deaky#john deacon#bassist#queen bassist#queen#fuck i love him sm#i’m in loce#even tho i’m a lesbian
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the urge....the urge to make a sixth tmf rp blog......
#its getting stronger.#i want to make qn elliot one OKKK?#listen j know evetone hates him 💔but#i want to make a whole pink floral theme for him.#i want to show his cringefail as fuck personality to tje world.#i want to put#“they/he” pronouns in their bio cuz why not.#i want to make them constantly rb flower related stuff and make posts abiut which flowers he associates w each persin they loce#ok???#tmf#freakblr#into the rosyverse#tmf elliot#elliot tmf
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i wish i could kiss yesod
#i loce fhat fucking fruit#gay bitch#fyck him hes so gay#fuck you ylrue gay#FUCK ME IM GAY#my god#yesod lobcorp#enkelaphin
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Bro the way they handled Hobie was immaculate I was so scared but I had nothing to fear
#I LOCE HIM SO MUCH#I WAS STIMMING WHEN HE WAS ON SCREEN#I NEVER STIM IN PUBLIC BUT I COULDNT HELP IT#RAAAAHHHHH#astv spoilers#FUCK AND HE WQS SO CHILL WITH MILES IT WAS FUNNY#the way nobody took his ideals seriously until it became a problem for them#THATS HOW IT IS#IFHFIDLSLSM
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omg but imagine Simon who has a bratty ass spoiled gf who he lets get away with anything 😭. definitely not self projecting or anything 🌚
I LOCE THISSS
he adores you, literally and figuratively WORSHIPS the ground you walk on, you’re just so gorgeous and he can’t help but defend you like his life depends on it!!
he loves taking you shopping to spoil you, you’re whining about a dress? okay, take his card—but be responsible! don’t buy anything he wouldn’t, he’ll keep check of what you purchase, nonchalantly walking around stores with his bratty girlfriend
‘can i get this?’
‘much is it?’
‘£95, i have to get it, or i’ll literally die! ‘
his peers always comment on your snappy remarks towards them, or your dirty glares—but you must have a good reason for it, simons baby would never do anything without a valid reason!! so obviously they must’ve done something
during arguments, he’s always standing up for you against the other person, clenching his jaw as you weep in faux hysteria, clinging to the man’s buff arm; sniffling as he wipes your mascara away with a thumb
‘fucking dick.’
‘don’t be cryin’ now, gorgeous; pretty girls don’t get their head wrapped ‘round someone’s words.’
he knows you’re a brat—fuck, everyone does!! but aslong as you’re obedient with him and know your limits and how far you can push him, he lets you thrive<33
sitting watching a movie, and you yank his blanket away for more comfort? he’s careless, eyes locked onto the tv, take his drink? only a liquid, he lets you get away with so many things other men wouldn’t, like biting his thumb to annoy him—which it doesn’t, constantly asking him to buy you things!!
if you did genuinely get on his nerves though, he’ll just slap your arse till it’s red raw, so no worries :33
#ghost x reader#ghost imagine#simon ghost x reader#ghost is babygirl#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x female reader#ghost x gf#simon ghost riley headcanons#simon riley x reader#simon riley x female reader#simonrillleyyysss
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Alexis Ness NSFW alphabet
A - Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
He's so clingy after sex. He'll hug you like a koala, never leaving in your side no matter what. Though, he did give you a proper bath and foods that you like after you guys did it so I'd say 10/10.
B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner)
His favorite body part of his is his hair. It's not totally a body part but it grows out of his head so.. yeah. His hair became his favorite body part because it's your favorite part of him that you love to touch.
His favorite body part of yours is your boobs. It's his favorite because he thinks that it's satisfying how it bounces and how it's so squishy. in short, your boobs are now his stress balls that he sucks.
C - Cum (anything to do with cum)
He loces cumming on your back. He thinks it's so beautiful having his cum displayed on your back. He would also lick all of the cum displayed on your body, and he would for real DEVOUR your cum if you ask him tbh.
D - Dirty Secret (Self explanatory, a secret of theirs)
He have a whole ass files of you being fucked good or giving him head. He also have tons of video saved in there, he would watch and look at those while pleasuring himself if you're not home.
E - Experience (how experienced are they)
He's honestly experienced even tho his first time was with you. He learned through porn lmao.
F - Favorite position
Missionary. He loves seeing your cute tits bounce up and down while he fucks you hard, to be honest, he actually wants to suck your tits while fucking you hard.
G - Goofy (are they goofy or serious in bed)
He's so serious about giving you pleasure so don't expect some goofy things coming from him. He cares about your pleasure more than himself, he thinks that if he doesn't give you enough pleasure, it means that he's not good enough for you.
H - Hair (how groomed are they)
He's fully groomed because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable and disgusted with his (massive) cock
I - Intimacy (how are they during it)
He's so romantic omfg, he would make you your favorite food, favorite movies and bed being set up, and after that, a little flirty touch and remarks, then he'll have you on the bed.
J - Jack off (do they masturbate)
Yes he does, many times in fact. He always remember your pretty little fucked out face, and that costs him a boner. Though if you're not there to help him, he will use the videos he took.
K - Kink (One of more of their kink)
Hair pulling. again, he loves that you love his hair andhe loves it when you pull his hair out of pleasure. So please, please, please, pull his hair while doing it.
L - Location (favorite places to do it)
His bed and his bed only. He believes that he and his bed can only see and touch your beautiful body, and if you're in a hotel and your feeling horny, you better be prepared and have a bed cover to cover the hotel bed.
M - Motivation (what turns him on)
Remembering your face while being fucked. He just wants to do it again and again until he's tired but we all know he doesn't get tired.
N - No (something he wouldn't do)
Doing something that may cause you discomfort and doing something that can hurt you. He wants you to be pleasured, not hurt and be uncomfortable.
O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving)
He prefers giving more since he wants to taste your pretty little cunt 24/7. If you ask him to give you head all day he would do it no doubt.
P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)
depends on his mood tbh. If he's feeling horny and angry, he would go fast and rough with you to the point that you need to BEG to make him stop.
If he's feeling a little romantic, he would set up your favorite things to do before having sex with you.
Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickie)
He doesn't like it but he doesn't hate it either. Thought he prefers taking his time while making love to you. Also he thinks that quickies will just make him more horny.
R - Risk (do they take risk)
Yes he take risks. While both if you we're in kaiser's house, he put a vibrator inside your underwear while putting it on max.
S - Stamina (how long can they go?)
he can go up to many rounds. But he doesn't wanna test your limits and overstimulate you so he just do 5-6 rounds.
T - Toy (do they use toys)
Yes he does if he's feeling a little bit risky and feeling jealous. Thought, it's not often he's like that so..
U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He doesn't tease much but if he's feeling a little bit bored and if bring a vibrator then.. expect him pulling in the bathroom and putting the vibrator inside your cunt.
V - Volume (how loud are they)
He's not loud because he just wants to hear your beautiful moans. He think it's heavenly.
W - Wild card
He's planning to have a dick piercing so when he fucks you, it'll be 2x good. But he thinks it will make you uncomfortable.
X - X-Ray (how long are they)
He's a good 7 inches. He can make you drool and cum at the same time so he's proud of it. In fact, he brags about it with his other teammates.
Y - Yearning (how much is their sex drive)
High. Again, he thinks about you 24/7 so expect him to be clingy to you while slowly putting his cock inside you.
Z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep)
Not that quick. He prefers giving you Aftercare, after that, he will be waiting for you to fall asleep, then after that, if you fall asleep then he will fall asleep too. With boobs in his mouth of course.
navigation. - NSFW/SFW alphabet.
#blue lock#bllk x you#bllk imagines#bllk x reader#bllk smut#bllk#blue lock x female reader#blue lock x y/n#blue lock smut#bluelock smut#alexis ness#ness#x reader#bllk x female reader#x fem reader#x female y/n#x female reader#x fem!reader
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Can you make one with joseph quinn where they are dating since season 4 started shooting and now they are invites to the brazil party with jamie and tbey are one of those couples thag are never serious and act goofy instead of toucht which they are and they sing snd dance together and also are like hugginf and kissing but not much and the reader and jamie are like best friends and vibing together there and later on when they are back in their hotel room they make loce cause tbey havent had much timw together since fhe whole partjes and interviews and stuff? :)
ALRIGHT IM IN LOVE. sincerely apologize if this doesn't meet your request entirely. i apologize that i won't be writing joseph smut bc i'm still getting used to writing him. but i will be writing it in the near future!
you can't keep a straight face as joseph goes into a deep talk about how his vecna song is up and down by venga boys.
the thing is, he looks so fucking passionate talking about a euro trash song. but you can see the playful twinkle in his eyes as he does so, ever so often shooting you a quick glance to tell you that he's never serious when it comes to venga boys.
you hide your laugh in his arm, turning away from the person he's talking to and you hide it as a way that shows you're shy. joseph's got a secured arm around your shoulders, rests his cheek on top of your head as you nestle your face deeper into his blazer to cover your laugh.
perhaps you'd drunk too much of that drink.
"you should listen to it," he tells them. "it's so funky and amazing. it'll definitely help you escape vecna. i mean, i'm sure he'd like it too."
jamie's behind you, a drink close to his lips, and it looks like he's hiding his laughter with you. 'coz at this point joseph's talking about the meaning of the song. "see i chose it because it's up and down. y'know, because of the upside down. up...and down....upside down?"
you're thanking vecna it didn't last more than eight minutes.
"i'm sad no one has asked me what my vecna song is," jamie sighs. joseph still has an arm around your shoulders, swaying you both side to side to a music you can't understand but vibe to. "i mean, i'd like to talk about how fearless is my vecna song."
"how will you have a vecna song if you are vecna?" the question doesn't make sense, you think, but maybe it's the inebriation that took over your thoughts. "what, is he like, trying to escape himself!?"
"definitely," your boyfriend quips. "he needs therapy. he can't go off killing children."
you take joseph's right hand when he places his glass on a nearby table. and you find your fingers twirling the ring on his hand as a form of distraction, maybe a bit of boredom as jamie goes on a rant about how vecna still needs a vecna song
joseph's fingers fiddle with yours, a silent answer that says he's also getting a bit bored now. he argues still that vecna needs therapy not a song.
"hey, 'y hear that?" joseph whispers in you ear. you'd gotten too distracted from playing with the ring on his finger. "its head over heels, baby."
you look up at him, removing your cheek from his bicep. "tears for fears?"
"head over heels."
you squeal. you place your glass beside joseph's and take his hand, bringing him right in the middle of the bright multicolored floor. he's more than happy to come with you, holding your hand with just as much fervor as he spun you around until you're in his embrace, hands around your waist and swaying you to the song.
with hands around his neck and fingers pulling on the curls from the back of his head, you drunkenly smile up at him. joseph takes note of your intoxicated state, remembers not to trick you into thinking the glass was alcohol but really was just water.
"y'know, this would be my vecna song," you tell him, breath fanning over his face. joseph nudges his nose with yours as a gentle kiss, looking like two drunk teens at prom. but he doesn't care.
"still doesn't beat up and down,"
"ugh, shut up!" you throw your head back, whining a bit louder than you're supposed to. he laughs and his hand comes up over your mouth. "we both know you only say that for shits and giggles."
"you're right, lovie." he chuckles. he straightens your hair, hand coming up from your waist to your shoulder, dragging down to raise your interlocked hands. "you wanna know what it is?"
"to make myself stop laughing everytime someone asks you what your favorite song is, yes please baby," you smile at him.
joseph spins you around, eyesight blurred by the quick spin until you're back in his arms and your focused fixates on him and him only. "it's golden years by david bowie."
you beam. "really?"
"yeah!" he furrows his eyebrows for a second before he's smiling again. "i'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years. nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years,"
"sap," you tease him, but press a kiss to his cheek because why not. "simp?"
"simp."
"oi," jamie cuts in between the two of you and hugs joseph, a similar pout on his face. his face is a bit pink, you observe. "i miss my girlfriend. wanna dance with you guys."
by the time the song ends (with jamie holding both you and joseph's hands as he sways to the song), the party does too. you're tripping down the carpeted floors of the hotel hallways, barefoot with your heels held by joseph who's leading you to your shared hotel room.
"i can't believe we're in brazil," you giggle at him. joseph shuts the door behind, placing your heels carefully on the side for you not to accidentally step on them. "ah, correction brazil!!!"
you mimic him from earlier, where he'd trilled the word 'brazil' for an interview. joseph shushes you by placing a hand over your mouth, lipstick staining his palm as he does so.
"you gotta keep quiet, baby," he warns you. joseph sits you down on the bed, goes to the other side to pour you a glass of water, and comes back with a slightly concerned look. "drink up, dove."
too tired to protest, you drink the water from the hotel glass, joseph holding it for you. you don't realize as soon as you swallow the drink you'd fallen down to the bed with a small pout.
"what's up, darling?" joseph discards his blazer, unbuttons the first three of his dress shirt and places his shoes aside next to yours. "tired, huh?"
"yeah," you exhale. "y'know, i saw a puppy down the hallway earlier. maybe we can shout at it and ask why it didn't come near you back at buzzfeed."
joseph's chuckle warms your befuddled heart. "we shouldn't shout at puppies, baby." he takes your hand into his and pulls you up. "now how 'bout a shower then i'll love on you, yeah?"
your eyes widen. "sounds like a great idea."
reblogs are highly appreciated <3
tagging @kellysimagines tysm for the request baby!
#joseph quinn blurb#joseph quinn x y/n#joseph quinn x you#joseph quinn fluff#joseph quinn x reader#joseph quinn fanfiction#joseph quinn fic#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson fic#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfiction
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I am really starting to question my gender.... Should i act on it? How should i start? I think i want to feel like a real man...
Those are good questions, anon. I can answer the second one first.
How to Start Force Masculinising Yourself (or how others can help you become a man)
There are two main areas you should work on if you want to "feel like a real man". Those are physical changes and mental changes. I'll give you three you can start with, avoiding the obvious option of medical transition (because, quite frankly, it's expensive and difficult to obtain).
Some examples of small physical changes you can start with:
Wearing more masculine clothes: this can include straight-legged low-waisted pants, darker clothes to hide your shape, muscle tees to accentuate your biceps, and other typically masculine attire. You can even start to wear gym clothes your regular clothes for convenience.
Cutting/changing your hair: this can be a very big change. You don't need to do this at all, as there are many masculine individuals with long hair. But cutting your hair is a sure-fire way to make yourself feel more masculine. It's a very instant feeling. Make sure you know exactly what hairstyle you want, and show image references to your barber. (For my black brothers, locing your hair can be good a step closer to masculinity.)
Altering your posture and mannerisms: the way you walk and talk is very important. Keeping your feet further apart when you stand and sit, putting your hands in your pockets, walking slower but with slightly larger strides: these are all things I do that help me personally feel masculine. Make eye contact (if you can) and keep your head up. Laugh loudly. Don't be afraid to fuck up, and don't cower in embarrassment.
Now, some mental changes:
Affirmations: Feels fucking stupid, I know. But following blogs like mine is already a type of affirmation. At this stage, if you've read this far, you know you are a man. So affirming the fact daily is just repeating something you're already aware of. If you don't believe it, then saying it so many times makes it even more true.
Pronoun correction and name changes: If you can, shorten your name, or alter it so it can be seen as masculine. It's never too late to chose a nickname, don't think of what others would think by this abrupt change. Sooner or later, you'll have the same people who were judging you start referring to you as a boy because of your carnal boyish nature. Using he/him pronouns, ironically at first. You'll grow to adore it, right?
Packing: I would have put this in the physical section, but it's something only you would be able to know and feel. Having a cock between your legs... Even stuffing folded socks in your boxers to just feel a bulge of some sorts. People don't understand how much power that makes you feel. You can even just close your eyes and imagine your phantom cock. If it doesn't make you feel stupid, you can imagine holding it, stroking it until you swear it's real.
These are just some. As for your first question about whether you should act on it... Does the above sound exciting to you? If yes, then you should. If not, you should consume forcemasc content for just a few more hours...
#force masc#forced masculinisation#forced masculinization#ftm forced masculinisation#ftm forced masculinization#autoandrophilia#t4t#roachification#ftm cnc#boy hypno#boy hypnosis
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SCOTT PILGRIM TAKES OFF WAS FUCKING NUTS AND I WANNA BE ANNOYING N TALK ABT IT BC I LOVE SCOTT PILGRIM SO MUCH!!!!!!!!
SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT OBVS XD
OKAY SO??? THE FACT THAT THEY LITERALLY SET UP THE FIRST EPISODE LIKE IT WAS GONNA BE JUST LIKE THE COMICS N THEN SCOTT "DIED"????? literally had me questioning fucking EVERYTHING i was watching that episode with the most quizzical look on my face?? also the fucking funeral scene was hysterical bc the way rammy n knives were abt to have a verbal face-off n envy's bitchass shows up n steals the whole show?? i have such a love-hate relationship with her.............
also lucas lee is fucking adorable and i love him :33 rammy becoming friends with roxie n making up with her after everything was something i really needed to see. cuz like for as much as i loved the movie n the comics, i feel like they could've done their relationship so much better. like seeing ramona take responsibility for hurting roxie made me so happy and im so glad they got a redemption arc.
ROXIE IS LITERALLY ME BTW??? her whole interaction with ramona n kim at the end kf the episodr was so silly N THE LEG LOCK HELLO????? also the way she walked off singing the HAMSTER DANXE SONG I LOCE HER
the toddlace thing was also so unexpected but holy shit?? i loved it. bi todd has been my fav headcanon for YEARSSSS and seeing jt happen right in front of my eyes?? WATCHING THAT EPISODE WAS SUCH A TRIP THO I CAN'T STOP QUOTING WALLACE'S "LINES? TRAILER?" BITS BC THEY'RE SO FUNNY
uhmmmmm what elseeeee OH YEAH young neil is a fucking goof n i love him, i really like that gideon (gordon ig 🙄) became like this not evil guy who just lived with julie n kicked it with lucas. the old scott stuff kinds fricked with me but i think it's cool that he became chill with the twins
LMFAOAO THAT SCENE AT THE END WHERE SCOTT'S TRTING TK FIGJRE OIT WHY HE CAN'T KISS RAMONA N HE TRIES TO FIGHT THE TWINS AND THEY'RE LIKE "our robot says we become bros in the future, so we have no intention of fighting you. see ya bro ;)" WAS SO SILLY
obligatory matt mention i love him he's so dumb i love that he took over gideon's entire empire only to turn around and change his mind :3 glad he got his broadway moment....... silly pirate headass
knives n stephen becoming the best brother/sister duo ever was so dope bc like. knives had someone to look up to n make music with n they had a lot of chemistry both personality wise n musically wise
my only critique is that i wanted more lisa ;^; i know she probably would've been out of place but it would've been cool if kim mentioned her to ramona and ramona interviewed her just like she did with her exes yknow :P she was one of my fav characters in the comics n she wasn't in the movie AT ALL so i was hoping she would've appeared in the anime, but alas 😞😞 i also kinda wanted to see where kim's love life went...... i know she's not the focus but she had undeniable chemistry with knives and that moment with roxie... i love that she's totally very queer and open to the idea of experimenting with girls n i wish that would've been expanded upon like how todd n wallace had their moment :33
other than that, i LOVED the anime. i love how we got baited into thinking it was just like the comics and i love what was done with it :3 it was such a goofy show and a lot of it was so jaw-droppingly surprising that i couldn't believe it, but it also had some really sweet, serious, n heart-warming moments which is something i really appreciate in a show :33 it's hard to keep watching something for so long but i binged the show in one day xD i'd give it a solid 9/10 (deducting points just for the sake of what i think was missing and how i don't recommend it for like "beginner" fans)
oki rant concluded!!!!!!! ^___^ there's so much more i wanna say but this is already sooooooo long as it is xD
#scott pilgrim takes off#scott pilgrim vs the world#spto#spvtw#spto spoilers#scott pilgrim#ramona flowers#kim pine#knives chau#stephen stills#young neil#wallace wells#matthew patel#lucas lee#todd ingram#roxie richter#kyle katayanagi#ken katayanagi#gideon graves
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Best and Worst of Both worlds (part 22)
Part 23
Tw: Monty being a creepy lil shit, mans can't take no for an answer, short chaprer
Tell me what y'all think of the series so far i loce reading the comments and anon asks plpplsplps thanks
"(name)-" Yves's eyes were blank when you hung up. He slowly puts his phone down on his desk. He starts disassembling it, pulling the battery out and carelessly tossing it to the side of his laptop. You're not going to call him again.
He drummed his perfectly manicured fingers onto the table. Yves sighed heavily as he massaged his forehead. He extended his hand to grab a luxury bottle out from a metal pail of frosty ice.
He uncorked it and poured his champagne flute full of alcohol. It was filled to the brim, but Yves is skilled enough to pick it up without spilling a drop.
He walked up to the massive, crystal-clear window that allowed him to see the skyline and the city from a bird's eye view. The sky is dark but devoid of clouds. It's picturesque, but its beauty means nothing to Yves now. You aren't here to appreciate it with him and neither will you appreciate it from the pictures he sent.
He stared past his reflection as he sipped on his drink.
In his vast, lavish hotel room, he is the only occupant within it. Yves doesn't see the need to switch all the lights on. Just enough to see, but it made his room rather dim and ominous.
He continued staring out into the distance wordlessly and unblinkingly as he drank from the special glassware.
Silence envelopes him like the deep ocean. He wished that it also engulfed his mind. But alas, a man can only pray to receive such mercy.
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The three of you laughed at a joke Evangeline said. She seems to be quite the comedian, her brain spins fast to think of witty sayings and comparisons.
The rain somehow worsened since, stuck in traffic and with nothing to do, you, Evangeline and her father resorted to singing along to songs, albeit off key with cracking voices.
Perhaps Mr. Jones was having a bit too much fun. So much so that he didn't pay attention to the road ahead of him.
You and Evangeline were forcefully jerked forward upon impact of the front to the bumper of someone's car.
Mr. Jones gloved hands were gripping tightly on the steering wheel and his hat is not on his greying head.
He turned to check on his daughter and his client.
"Is everyone okay?" He asked. Evangeline nodded and you did so too. You felt a bit sore where the seatbelt wrapped around your body, but otherwise, you're unharmed.
"Oh no... I hit someone..." Whined Mr. Jones. "I hope they're alright." His voice has much more guilt than fear or annoyance. He quickly pressed the emergency button with the triangles to signal the surrounding cars to move around him.
Among the downpour, you heard a car door slam shut. Followed by incessant knocking on the window at the driver's seat.
Mr. Jones gulped as he rolled down his window.
"Hey, what the fuck!? You just hit me!
"I am so sorry, Sir--"
"It'll cost me an arm and a leg to repair it, my paycheck isn't going to be ready until next week! I can't drive around without my bumper- look! The entire thing is gone!" The stranger with a sickeningly familiar voice but unfamiliar accent ranted at the older male.
"I-I'll give you my details. My deepest apologies sir, I will cover all the damage incurred. I am so sorry for this." Stammered Mr. Jones. He rushed to pull out a pen and a notepad.
"Yeah, you better! Today cannot get any worse." He grumbled to himself. He's standing under the rain, getting more and more drenched by the minute.
The man stuck his head into the car to avoid the pouring rain. But immediately snapped his neck to the back seat.
You and Evangeline had blood drained out of your faces. Montgomery's eyes lit up so bright that you thought he was actually illuminating the car.
"Hi Darlin'! Fancy meetin' you here!" His southern accent returned. You gave him an awkward wave.
"And yer friend too! Hello! Thanks for givin' my sweetheart their lunch." You looked to your friend, she has the most natural and confident smile on her face.
"Glad I could help, Sir."
"What are ya doin' in a fancy car like this?" Montgomery turned to you. "And where are y'all goin'?"
You struggled to answer. You don't know what to do.
It's times like these you wish Yves is here.
"We are going to my house for a little playdate." Evangeline answered for you.
You let out a discrete sigh of relief. But then you considered the possibility of him tailing you three. Your muscles started to tense up again.
"Well, ain't that fun. I'm goin' to the mechanic to get my car fixed 'cause of him!" Montgomery replied with a snark. Mr. Jones apologized once again as he handed Montgomery a piece of paper with his details on it.
"I'm sorry, Sir Montgomery. It was our fault, we were distracting dad and caused him to hit you." You appreciate that she is keeping his attention off you.
"Your daddy, eh?" He looked around the well-kept interior of the car. "Must be nice to be this rich." He narrowed his eyes at her.
"I wouldn't say we are rich. We definitely are comfortable though. I'm grateful to have such privileges and stabilities!" She beamed, you don't know if she's ignoring Montgomery's obvious spite towards her financial status or she's oblivious to it.
Montgomery visibly rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to you. "(Name), baby!" He addressed you in a sing-song voice.
"Why haven't ya' called? And, I missed ya' to death. Where were ya'? I hope you ain't skippin' school." You stammered and stuttered, you squirm under discomfort. You don't want to be around him any longer.
"Sir Montgomery, I suggest heading to the mechanic soon if you want to make it before it closes." Mr. Jones scribbled on something. "Here. Please accept this." He handed Montgomery a cheque. His eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Thank you." He stored the cheque somewhere that it wouldn't get too wet.
"As for ya, my sweetheart. What time will ya' be going home? I'll give ya' a lift back." He now stared at you, not caring that droplets of rain dripped down from his eyelashes and into the car.
Evangeline hooked her arms around yours. "They will be staying over. Isn't that right, (name)?"
His facial expression darkened. Montgomery did not like how she was touchy with his partner.
You meekly agreed.
"Well damn. Gimme your number then, sweetheart, I'll call ya."
Since you have two witnesses and you are in a car, you straight up told him no. You said that you're not comfortable with him contacting you and you never agreed to be in a relationship with him.
You thought that would be enough to either send him to a fit of rage or quit.
But instead, he rolled his eyes and huffed. Pretending that this is just a trivial matter.
"Can you cut the hard-to-get act just this once? It's rainin' cats and dogs out here, I wouldn't chase you any less if ya' handed me your phone number. In fact, I'd pursue ya even more!"
Horrified, you looked to Evangeline.
"Sir. (Name) is serious. They're not comfortable with you, they're not in a relationship with you. Please stop, you're being a creep!" She defended you.
"Shut yer' trap! You don't know squat about our love!"
"Don't speak to my daughter like that!" Mr. Jones finally came to her aid.
"What the- You should smack some sense into her! Talking to people like that--"
You interrupted the argument telling him that you are not giving him your phone number or any other information about yourself.
He threw his hands up in the air in exasperation and gave up for the time being.
"Fine. You ain't wanna give it to me? I'll find out my damn self, I'll prove how devoted I am to ya'." He grinned and winked at you. Which made you want to vomit.
Evangeline is baffled how Montgomery isn't taking anything except his car bumper seriously. He's barely angry that you humiliatingly rejected him in front of two people, but instead sees it as a couple's game. Just mildly annoyed that you're making him work for your basic information, but otherwise determined and playful about it.
"Mark my words, I will win this challenge and take my prize!" He declared to you. "Have fun at your tea party with goldilocks over there. I'll see you tomorrow, honey."
Montgomery waved and then returned back to his car. The brake lights lit up before he sped off to the nearest mechanic.
You began hyperventilating, which led Mr. Jones to hand you a brown paper bag. Evangeline tried to console you by putting your hair and squeezing your hand.
Why do these things always happen to you?
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere oc#yandere male#yandere concept#tw yandere#yandere x you#yandere oc x reader#oc yves#male yandere oc x reader#oc Montgomery#oc Evangeline
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i am an absolute firm believer that jake doesn’t feel like he’s accomplished his job in pleasuring you until you’re an absolute mess. SMUT 17+
and i’m talking physically and mentally.
he will do whatever he needs to do, take whatever measures needed, to have you soaking beneath him.
and at first, his idea of soaking is tame. he works you on his fingers, and then his tongue, and he’s sure that the view of your cunt glistening in front of his eyes, with the iridescent freckles along the inside of your thighs leading him there like a landing strip, is wetter than you’ll ever possibly be.
but within the next few times, he’s getting you wetter and wetter. your moans are louder, your back arches harder, your hands tug harsher and harsher onto his steadily locing hair.
it’s intoxicating. he’s chasing a high that he doesn’t know he’ll ever reach.
but he does. and that’s a problem.
because as a soon as you fucking squirt ? there’s no going back. jakes pushing you each time, trying to get you to that point. he’s like some kind of fucked up scientist, and his thesis is on how many times he can get you to squirt in one night, and how hard will it happen.
if it weren’t for his praises (little chants of “i know you can do it, sweet girl” “you got it, c’mon, don’t disappoint daddy” “just one more time for me. you said you’ll do anything for me, right? then suck it up and give me what i want), you would be a goner, laid on the florest floor with your breathing happening manually and your consciousness slipping in and out of a deep rest.
which, you practically end up like that anyway.
#mhmmmmm#yummy jake#jake sully x reader#jake sully x fem!reader#jake sully smut#jake sully#jakesworld!
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Mjf x reader
Angst with comfort with the prompt “shh, it’s okay. I’m here”
Gnawing at my enclosure bars i loce angst
BOUND BY BETRAYAL
The day hadn’t felt right. Hell, the month hadn’t felt right. You chalked it up to being nervous for Max with his title match and all, but the feeling in your gut told you otherwise. You would’ve told Max, but you didn’t want to make him any more stressed. Plus you were secluded to your own little locker room to get ready, not even a TV to watch along with the rest of the arena so you hadn’t really been able to see him very much.
Shortly after your match, which was successfully won, you’d made your way back to the dingy locker room after giving Max a visit to celebrate your win and of course, wish him good luck. Growing a little bored in the small room you move to open the door and just wander around, maybe say hi to a couple people before making your way to the guerrilla to watch Max’s match. But the door wouldn’t open. There’s no lock, and even if there was you hadn’t locked it. What the hell? You’re quick to start banging on the door, practically trying to rip the door handle off.
“Hello? Hey, I’m locked in here! Hey, someone help!” You yell, hoping someone can hear you through the thick wooden door. After way too long, a staff member finally reaches you and lets you know the door is jammed, unable to open from either side and they would have to call the local fire department to get you out. That was frustrating enough, but so was how long you would have to wait considering it wasn’t exactly an emergency. You’d probably miss Max’s match.
That sucked. Like really fucking sucked.
Stuck in the dumb little room and forced to communicate with a couple staff members through the door, who also couldn’t give you any updates on MJF’s match considering they were stuck in the hallway, ‘helping you’. After about 45 minutes a couple firefighters are able to make their way to the arena and help you out. Storming out of the room with a sigh of relief, thankful for some sort of fresh air. A different staff member rushes down the hall, she’d been tasked with figuring out who had done this- after they realized someone had jammed a couple of used gift cards and some paper towel around the knob of the door, it became pretty obvious you were set up.
“Any news?” You ask, looking over to her. She looked worried, a little sad. Like she held pity.
”I got a hold of the footage. It-it was Wardlow and The Kingdom.” She spoke, like it was some big deal. It wasn’t that big of a deal, those guys hated Max and Max hated them, so obviously whenever you were stuck in the presence of any of them, you made their life a living hell. Sometimes it was repaid.
”Ugh, god I hate those guys! I should’ve figured, those assholes. I better hurry and make it to the guerrilla , at least I’ll be able to see the end of his match.” You’re quick to start in your journey through the backstage.
”Um,” The staff member calls your name timidly. You quick walk starts to slow, but you don’t face them. The feeling that had been in your gut grew. “Adam Cole was with them.”
You’re not sure how to respond to that at first. Max had gone through a lot. He’d been betrayed countless times, and even if that helped mold him into the asshole you loved wholeheartedly, it hurt him endlessly. After so long of holding trust in no one, he finally had you. Then, after even longer, he had Adam. You had Adam.
This hurt.
Adam had no right, to do this to either of you, after gaining so much of your trust for so long. The grief of your friendship quickly turns into anger from the betrayal. Had you even been friends at all?
”…What?”
“Those guys and-and uh, Joe were teaming up on him while you were stuck, he....he lost the championship.” She rushed out, practically shaking with fear. “He wouldn’t talk to anyone or anything, he just walked to his locker room and won’t let anyone in.”
”Well where the fuck is that at?” You practically yell at the poor girl. You’ll apologize some other time. Maybe. She only points down the hall, unable to get any words out, and you start running- like really, sprinting- down the halls. You shove your way through your fellow superstars, shouting at them to move, definitely receiving a lot of looks.
Finally finding the door brandished with ‘MJF’, you throw it open. He doesn’t even look over, trapped in his head, and with good reason to be. He’s still in his ring gear, reminance of sweat obvious in his hair, matted inches covering the face that lays in his hands.
“Oh, baby,” Your words make him finally look up, his expression enough to show how he feels from across the room. You’re quick to make your way over to him, knees falling to the bench on either side of his thighs. “I’m here. I’m here, we’re okay.” You gently take his head in your hands and hug him close as you take a seat against his legs.
“Oh my god, Max, I’m so sorry- I don’t- I-“ You can’t seem to find the words, and clearly neither can he, he still hasn’t spoken a word, only closed his eyes in your hold and held you closer, tighter, than it feels like he ever has.
“Did you see the medics?” You asked him in a murmur after a while of silence, his head shaking no against the blade of your shoulder. One of your hands tries its best in petting through his matted hair.
”M’kay. Why don’t we go do that first?” His grip only strengthens against you, forcing you further into his lap.
“Don’t leave.” He breaks his silence, voice course and sorrowful against you. The hand combing through his hair stops, instead planting itself in his thick roots. It seems like he means a lot more than just leaving the room to grab a medic.
“Never.” You whisper back, laying your cheek against the top of his head. “Wanna take a shower first instead? You’re a little stinky.” Trying to bring his mood up a bit with a little joke, even if you didn’t feel very good either seemed to be the right thing to do. He nodded, and you can feel the small smile against your skin.
After holding him for a bit more, you crawl up from his lap and help him up from the wooden bench, holding half of his weight to the shower. After a bit of difficulty, you both just give up in trying to have him stand under the shower and instead the both of you just sit under the running shower together, Max leaning against you.
You helped him wash his body, then his hair, sitting under the hot, streaming water in comfortable silence. Then you simply sit together, running your fingers up and down his biceps even tracing his lion tattoo a couple times.
“I lost the belt.”
Max broke the silence, the hollowness in his voice echoing through the shower walls. He refused to look at you, only staring forward with the grief you held earlier.
”I lost Adam.”
His voice broke as he spoke his time.
”No. No, no, baby, no.” You rushed, pulling him further into you. “He lost you. He made you lose that belt, made you think he was a good person. Put it in your head that you were friends, that you were allowed to put your trust into him. He lost you.”
“Shouldn’t have fallen for it again.”
“You can’t stop your heart from wanting what it wants, sweetheart. How do you think this happened, hm? Cause I love you. And you love me, right?” He nodded his head, thick fingers moving down to grab yours. ”And you love Adam.” His hand stops, reluctant to admit it.
“You do, baby, its okay. I love him too. But he doesn’t love us and that’s how this turned out this way. Love will rip you to hell and back in that way, but we’re gonna be just fine. I’d have to say our love is a lot greater for each other than it is for Adam. I’d like to think so.” His small smile from earlier returned.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes.” Your fingers squeeze around his. “But that doesn’t mean your not allowed to hurt. You are, and I’ll be right here to help, ‘cause I love you.” The two of you return to silence, this time a bit happier after your little speech. Max reaches up with a grimace, moving to turn the water off.
“Let’s get the hell out of here. Your hands are going wrinkly and it's gross.” He tries to haul himself up from the floor to the bench with great effort as he mumbles, his sass quick to make a return.
”God, you’re such a bitch.” You speak with a grin, grabbing his face in a big wet kiss while you wrap a towel around him. “No wonder we can’t make any friends, hm?”
Is this….a certified banger perchance?? Fr dont know this took pretty long and I’m sick of this so I’m not reading it again lolll anyways enjoy ig
Maxwell Jacob Friedman is miss you get your ass back on tv
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