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factual-fantasy · 2 years

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I’m absolutely OBSESSED with the concept of “Glamrock DJ Music Man”.

Not only can he give like, the BEST hugs ever, and kids likely wouldn’t be as scared of him, and he can DRAW, But there’s also so many ways that DJ being this shape would drastically change the flow of my AU!

If DJ looked like this? He would no longer be confined to the Arcade. He would have the freedom to roam where ever he wants to like the others do. So when DA starts acting weird and eventually disappears? Instead of just sitting there and hoping for the best.. DJ would just straight up leave the Arcade and go check on him. In which Sunny would be able to explain what was going on in the safety of the Daycare.

DJ would have access to so much more information as well! When Freddy and the gang started acting weird and disappeared, DJ would be able to actually go and talk to them. In which he would find out that something is wrong with all of them. DJ being unable to leave the Arcade has greatly limited everyone’s flow of information, considering the “bug” didn’t effect DJ the same way it did the others.. He could have witnessed everyone's slow decline into malfunction with clear eyes. And probably could have stopped it. He could have even told Freddy and the others about their weird behavior once they were fixed. But alas, in cannon he just simply cant leave the Arcade. And thus couldn’t help any of his friends in their time of need.🥺

#dj music man #daycare attendant #fnaf security breach #for real tho this was a lot of fun #to draw #this is like only half of the sketches I made for this idea #it also felt cool to fully color some characters for a change XD #DJ would have the most comforting hugs ;-;#depression who?#anxiety who?#Not in DJs arms #This way DJ could visit SUNNY instead #He could spend time with him every night #they could talk and talk and he would always be there to comfort him about his malfunctioning moon side #DJ could give Sunny constant updates on what's happening outside the daycare #That level of comfort and security would have done WONDERS for Sunny #DJ too actually #he wouldn't be lonely in the Arcade this way #aaaa so many ideas!

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0verstepping · 7 days

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#im more than 90% sure i tore my acl in my 'good' knee #on Wednesday night before my surgery i went to the bathroom and came back #went to roll onto my bed i guess in a way that wasent good #i heard what i believe was a pop #no pain no loss of stability i could stand fine #i freaked out but had to tell myself it couldnt be because i would not be able to handle it #didnt tell anyone #i was in pain and on oxy and til sunday night and ibuprofen til yesterday night #so i didnt notice qnything until last night what i feel like is swelling #maybe small periods of light pain every now and then #so now i am trying to not have a complete break down of having to 1 spend time rehabbing and healing my left leg #while trying to not farther injure my right leg while having to use it while i rehab my left #i called my docs office but the lady on the phone said i have to make another appointment for another i jury #im going for my post op tomorrow so im going to tell him then and see what he says #most likely an mri and whatever else he says #i hope to god its not it but i am so sure i heard a pop #my life for the next year is going to be terrible

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adore-gregor · 9 months

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So I could really use some advice

#on a guy #if he actually likes me #because i'm really oblivious and i can't tell for sure from any signs he might give #but there could be a lot of signs 😂#so if anyone can help me out or tell me your opinion 🙈#it's a guy i go to uni with and had a class with we're now friends and hang out a lot ☺️ but maybe it could become sth more...#well i really like him he's so nice fun to be around easy to talk to and so supportive 🥰#actually i think i never liked a guy like him 🥺 because all the things i'm scared or worried about in a relationship are less so with him..#and i think maybe it really could work while otherwise i often just wanna 'escape' not literally but you know #so we saw each other a lot lately like every week or more often than once a week #and he also texts me a lot or just randomly called me to ask me things or make plans :)#he just send me a youtube video link i need to look at it later 😄#when we meet we always hug as a greeting and goodbye 🥹#also he had a gf until april so i'm not sure if he'd be ready already but anyway #and we always talk about lots of things and he's so interested in what i have to say #we onced talked for like two hours in front of the door at night 😂#when we meet and go eat something he always pays for me and i kinda feel bad about it 😅#because it must cost him so much money so last time at the cinema i insisted to pay haha #and he finds it really cool that i play tennis and didn't mind i spend so much time doing it #bc i met some guy who didn't so much because it meant i have less time to see him ig #but that's really respectful #and he always compliments me about so many things #also once we took a selfie together which i then sent him and he was like that he's unphotogenic on it unlike me #which i didn't know how to react because i never look photogenic #so i was like “noo that's not true i'm the most unphotogenic person ever normally”#and he was like “i can’t believe that” which i don't see but 😂#and yeah he played tennis with me after i asked him if he wanted and he also always offers me his help #when i was decorating my room if i need help with carrying or he often wants to carry my bag #and he sent me old childhood pictures of him and just funny one so did i then #he also sent me one of the sweetest good luck messages before i played a tennis match for my club 🥹

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theheadlessgroom · 1 year

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https://www.tumblr.com/beatingheart-bride/714920998619824128/part-of-your-world

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It wasn’t long after she awoke that Randall returned to the bathroom, carrying with him a small plate of fish-raw, he’d thought about it while he was downstairs in the kitchen, and figured she’d probably prefer that to something cooked (he didn’t want to make her ill by feeding her spices and seasonings she’d never had before), and so he rushed down to the market, buying a couple of nice cuts with his allowance just for her, so that he wouldn’t be taking food out of the mouths of himself and his parents.

So he laid them out on the plate and carried them back upstairs, surprised when he saw her sitting up already-he had sort of expected her to continue resting for a good while after his mother finished patching her up, but maybe sirens healed faster than humans? Maybe they had a higher pain tolerance than humans did?

At any rate, he was sure she was hungry, and so he slowly crossed the room, trying to make himself seem as unthreatening as possible, gingerly setting the plate on the corner of the tub before giving her a wide berth, before saying, in a low and gentle voice, “I...I brought you some f-food, i-if you’re hungry, um...i-it’s not much, I know, b-but if you want any more, I-I can get you more...”

Can she even understand me? he wondered, cheeks pink as he looked down, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly: Here he was, rambling on and on to a mythical creature recovering in his tub, who may not understand a word he said...

#((poor june! she expects her husband and son to have brought home some fish for supper that night))#((and instead she finds a banged-up siren bleeding out in her bathtub! all in all she takes it very well but...still!))#((and you KNOW randall's gonna be staying by emily's side every chance he gets! he knows he should be afraid of her))#((and keep his distance; especially since; whether she's in a little tub or not; she could still possibly try to drown him))#((and yet he can't stay away! he's just too enraptured not to!))#((i can't wait to see them bond too! i can't wait to see emily warm up to the paces and come to care for them))#((and especially bond with randall the more time he spends with her!))#outofhatboxes #beatingheart-bride #V:Part of Your World

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like-sands-of-time · 1 year

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Season eight was a steaming dumpster of plots and quick character building activities while setting up the "then they lived happily ever after" but they truly truly did House and Wilson's relationship justice in the end I will say that.

I was so mad at how the writers of the show clearly wanted to go one way with House and Cuddy's relationship, while the producers and actors disagreed on actually getting there, and that will be a loss to the show really. Even if they didn't last they deserved a more heartfelt attempt at a relationship after six seasons and two decades of apparent history. Alas!

House finally finally changed and became the man he wanted to be, because of Wilson's death. Nothing before that, or perhaps everything before that, prepared him for who he was meant to be. He gave of himself willingly for Wilson's benefit and not his own repeatedly. And when Wilson is gone he has no life, no job, but he knows he'll be ok. Despite this being the one thing that hurts the most. Because in the end all his subconscious people were wrong. He doesn't still need the puzzle or the meds or anything.

He's not going to lose it and kill himself when Wilson does eventually die. He's going to grieve like he's seen patients families do, and then he's going to live for Wilson for as long as he's got left of his own clock.

He's got no money and he can't get in trouble with the law lest he blow his cover but he'll pass the time. Who knows... Maybe he just goes from town to town helping people with their simple ailments like he knows Wilson enjoyed. No puzzles no excitement just fixing people up and moving along.

#seriously the dialogue and plot at times was ridiculous #but hilson finally got the screen time they deserved... even if it was way more tragic than we wanted #house showed wilson what it would be like to be a father #he helped wilson through chemo giving his own medicine to do it and keeping his promise to wait it out #he reminded wilson of how much good he did all the ppl that are still alive because of him #he brought him his favorite foods #he went on a ridiculous road trip that negatively impacted his own leg and helped him every step of the way #he faked his own death and scoped out his funeral so that he and wilson could spend their last five months together #in peace #happy #together #feel the need to say it twice its so important #oh and i know they glossed over the love conversation but i think house said it off camera #maybe that night when wilson came back over and he realized he was really gonna do this and he really needed a way to get them outta there #but since episode one since louisiana house has loved him #wilson says ily quickly hes had three marriages and amber #but house acts ily quickly too #he was an emotionally neglected boy who is probably autistic honestly way too smart for his own good #and way too scared of rejection but he never stopped showing it for wilson #even when the writers did stupid plots and created drama #hilson #house md #finally finished my first complete watch through of the show and damn

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mrs-kelly · 2 years

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Morniiiiing, James and I got married last night 🥰

#we basically just eloped like i was talking about <3 #anyone who saw my posts last night could tell i was like at a critical point of love for him afjkdsl #it was bound to happen; i needed to hear him promise to love me forever and really mean it 🥺💕#and i knew he would! i knew he loved me so much and i didnt even doubt that he would want to get married #and!! even tho we've only been together for a couple months #or less?? really it's been a month and a half #i literally cant imagine not staying with him at this point. he's made a home in my heart and I've fallen ridiculously in love with him #cuz it;s like. every day i fall more in love with him and every day with him feels new 🥺#spending time with him is just so fun and he makes me feel so loved 🥺#also i imagined him calling me mrs ford and it made me cry with happiness 😭#just cuz. i imagined how happy he'd look while he said it 🥺#and i just wanna make him so happy!! and i think i do! <3 #ren speaks #im gushing out here folks #lost in your eyes

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sludgeguzzler · 9 months

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someones really out here lighting fireworks at 2:37am. girl what are you doing

#when im at my moms place i feel like i live in the best most peaceful place ever (despite the lousy neighbours)#but when im at my dads i feel like ive been dropped directly into a storm or something #theres always people walking about during the day and at night theres a lot of people going out to the bars near our building #so a lot of random stuff ends up happening really late at night #its fun in a way but also kind of bothersome?? like the one employee at one of the bars who has built in speakers in his car #and the speakers are like top grade speakers too so when he blasts them at 3am for no reason its EXTRA annoying #at my moms we had the one guy who would spend the whole morning every sunday fixing up his car #and hed put classic metal music loud enough that you could hear from your apartment but bc it wasnt the same top grade speakers the guy #at my dads block has you could only vaguely hear the music echoing so it was actually really nice #to me at least. im sure someone was bothered by it in some way #i really like both neighborhoods though. even though my moms landlord sucks i really like living there #i have. many stories from my dads neighborhood too. funny stories. weird stories.#like the cup filled with mmisterious yellow liquid (i called it schrodingers cup bc you couldnt tell if it was piss or beer unless you #went over to it and sniffed it/tasted it and ofc noones gonna do that)#theres the time i saw some random thing in the grass football field we have near here and went over to it very excitedly #and i was with my partner so i talked to him like ''LOOK DAN A RANDOM EMPTY CHOCOLATES BOX WHATS IT DOING HERE!!!!!''#and he answered me with ''you know this is probably a marker for some kind of drug dealing'' and i was. very shocked.#hmmm the time i went out with my friends to the suppermarket to buy ingredients for lunch #and we ended up lazying around under some random block and these cats came over to us #and we played with them it was very nice #the time i went out to get coffee with my partner and we sat down in the benches and i picked out a cool bottle cap from the floor......#im getting really sad reminiscing now. i miss my friends so much. i miss my partner so much.....#((it hasnt been that long since we met we literally went out on saturday but i still MISS THEM bc i love them all so much.........))#we should go out again this week... maybe i could even go on and outing just me and my partner #we could grab coffee together again..... maybe ill even get coffee instead of panicking and just getting a brownie like the last time...#i dunno. anyways. living the teenage dream. etcetera. sorry this blogs supposed to be exclusively loserposting about my hyperfixations but #i like talking about my life and shit. ill get back to churning out posts about my silly anime men in a little bit i promise.#talk

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pussy-ache · 1 year

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ever just miss your grandpa

#i loved both my grandpas but my grandpa on my dads side meant the world to me #and he died when i was 13 #i wish i had gotten to spend more time with him #but the time we did have was wonderful. he was kind and patient and generous and loving #he greatly influenced my music taste and got me my first ipod #i loved my grandpa on my moms side but i knew him even less and spent pretty much a minuscule amount of time with him in comparison #i knew him by the stories i heard. i have a few stories of my own yea and i love how big of a pothead he was. it made me laugh #but i didn’t know him and for what it’s worth … he didn’t know me #my grandpa who only had 13 years with me knew me infinitely more than my grandpa who knew me for 27 years #i find that a little sad too. i know i was loved but i was not known by either of my moms parents. they moved to arizona when i was 6.#i know what i could have had because i know what i had with my dads father. i know what a good grandparent/grandchild relationship is #which is why i know my grandpa from arizona had no relationship with me #i cherish every second i spent with my grandpa and am still heartbroken that he died before my 8th grade graduation #he & i were supposed to have a whole weekend of fun when i graduated 8th grade. we planned it for years and he died 6 months prior #he took my sister and i to the movies the day before he died. we saw unoccupied minors and went out for chinese food #and he was really proud of me that night because i had FINALLY learned to play a certain song on my fife that was REALLY hard to learn #it was called Old 1812 #and he asked me to play Yankee Doodle. he loved when i played that lmao #yankee doodle / bells of st marys / sisters were my favorite songs to play #i fucking LOVED playing sisters and sometimes i’ll even look up fifers playing sisters just to hear it again #i stopped playing the fife after he died #i was supposed to learn a song called garry owen and i wasn’t able to move onto it until i landed 1812 perfectly #because we were supposed to seamlessly transition from one to the next #i had already marked up my sheet music for garry owen because i was so excited about landing 1812 perfectly #i was so proud of learning that song and finally being able to show him and i ended up quitting the week after #i just listened to garry owen for the first time in YEARS and i wish i had learned to play it. it’s beautiful #i was supposed to duet it with my best friend at the time #and she actually got angry with me after i quit even though i told her that it made me sad to play lmao.#ya know. there are a lot of things i reflect on when it comes to that friendship. from middle school to high school she was a shitty friend

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areyouwho-ithinkyouare · 10 months

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honestly i really do get the appeal of having separate bedrooms even when in a serious relationship/marriage/partnership. i love having my own space to retreat to. a nest i can tuck myself away into. i love being able to decorate my room exactly how i want it and not having to compromise to someone else’s taste - it’s a space specifically designed to be as relaxing as possible FOR ME. and i don’t think that i’d lose that just bcus i fall in love with someone. and i don’t want THEM to compromise on that shit either, i want them to have their perfect personal sanctuary as well. and it’s not like we can’t set foot in each other’s rooms or spend nights in each other’s beds it’s just - it’s the knowledge that you have that nest. that when you need that retreat, it’s there. there’s so much weird stigma and judgement about what separate rooms must say about the state of your relationship but like. no i get it i absolutely get it.

#u know in gilmore girls when lorelai is dating jason #and she goes to spend the night at his house for the first time but he’s like. sorry can you sleep on the guest bedroom #because he has a lot of sleep issues and gets disturbed super easily and HAS to micromanage every detail of his sleeping environment #so he’s set up the best guest room ever #and lorelai is like. angry at him???? i mean she calms down eventually but it takes a while #i just. couldn’t be me could not be me.#like ur telling me i get to have great sex and a happy relationship AND my own bed that i don’t have to share???#jason was a dumb bitch i wouldnt wanna date HIM #but that general set-up? i am ON BOARD

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nnagicshop · 11 months

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do i have a giant sign on my forehead saying "play me!!!!!" or smth cause got DAM

#personal #jfc #people here are weird #this is fine everything is fine #literally had a great day today and didn't go camping so I could spend the weekend with him LIKE HE ASKED AND PLANNED #AND THE NIGHT BEFORE #i ThInK wE sHoUlD jUsT bE fRiEnDs #at least he didn't randomly unfriend me like last time #but I asked him why and he sent a random selfie #literally wtf #he literally checked every day this week that we were gonna hang out just to do this #mental illness or just assholery? who knows #bitches man

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reflectionsofgalaxies · 1 year

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#currently listening to my dad lie to someone (a lawyer?) about how much he makes #bc he’s still trying to claim money from my mom’s ICBC settlement #just told her ‘I make ten thousand a year maaaaybe twenty thousand now that I’m back in the lower mainland & working more’#meanwhile I know full well he made over 40k last year and is set to make close to 50k this year #which yes isn’t a whole lot be he’s also ‘retired’ and getting his pension payments #and even without that he’s making a hell of a lot more than my mom’s 800 a month disability #I fucking hate how two faced he turns about money #to his friends he brags about how much money he makes #and even brags to me when it suits him #and the rest of the time to me my mom and the lawyers he’s constantly saying he barely has enough to live on #meanwhile he’s out spending between 40-80 dollars every night out on food and beer #and when I say every night I mean EVERY NIGHT #hah just heard the person (his lawyer?) call him out on ‘misquoting’ his income #my dad does not sound happy he’s pretending to be surprised/confused #he just fucking made an argument that my mom ‘still used the washing machine and bathroom here’#like?? yes?? she does because it’s STILL HALF HER HOUSE #and I live here and she is my MOTHER she is fucking allowed to visit me you dick!!!#I love my dad but I fucking hate whoever this person is who he becomes when money is involved #ALSO i found out that when i paid my last three months for rent and payed extra (i wanted to help contribute more bc i was in a place where #I could afford to at that point) I paid it to my dad for the first time and HE DIDNT TELL MY MOTHER ABOUT THE EXTRA I ADDED #my rent is supposed to be split evenly between them bc they both own half the house #and he just fucking kept the extra. didn’t tell me and didn’t tell my mom. I am LIVID #this is why i had been paying it directly to my mom up until this most recent payment #clearly changing that was a mistake #personal

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kuiinncedes · 2 years

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#me and my brother last night was like talking about going out to eat for lunch today #kind of casually talking about it i guess and i was like u should wake up earlier ish bc i want to eat a little earlier #bc he usually gets up at like 12:30 #but then today he just said he gave up lmao and we're not going #which shouldn't be a big deal and it's not but i'm just ugh like #i've already been thinking about so much how i want to hang out iwth him a lot more than he ever does with me #at least that's what it seems like #and i feel like i was actually like looking forward to this or something but he was just like nah whatever and doesn't rly care #he was like 'u listened to the midnight cravings of an insane man and u shouldn't have' lmfao #and like i feel like i shouldn't care but i'm like almost kind of almost almost crying bc of it lmao #anyway i haven't eaten anything bc i thought we were gonna eat somewhere and i don't feel like eating anything at this point bc #i usually eat so much earlier than this but like i should eat something lmao #and every time we hang out too i feel like i want it to last longer and i Like it more than he does idk ugh it honestly feels that way with #other friends a lot of the time they're like fine leaving at the end but i'm like desperatley wanting to hang out for longer kinda #but i have found a friend who i think shares that sentiment a little at least judging by our conversations until 5am last yr XD #and she actually reaches out to me unlike anyone else :''') idk like am i just clingy/having high standards or something honestly gjndfjhbj #or like i just like being around others a lot more than i think :[#my brother's starting at my college too and i feel like that could be a reason for us to spend more time together or something but #at least it seems like he wouldn't want to lmao anyway #ugh the fact that i'm like i wanna hang out with him when he's younger lol but he's always off at the gym or with his other friends #other friends what other friends lmfao #anyway i need to stop i've been thinking about this shit all summer and it's probably not good for meee lol #jeanne talks

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foldingfittedsheets · 4 months

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Buckle up for another unhinged story time. Now, as I’ve said before, I used to work at a sex shop. At one point I had three roommates and we all worked the same dildo slinging retail job and lived together. It was extremely sitcom.

Now, as you’d imagine, living with three other people who also talked about sex toys all day created a microcosm of people who were all extremely comfortable around sex toys and related topics. No one left dirty toys laying around but seeing things left in showers or showing off a new purchase was just a Tuesday.

After some life upheavals I ended up living with one of those roommates again, just me and her. For the sake of this story let’s call her Betty. Betty and I shared a two bedroom, and the layout was all the common spaces were an open floor plan and then one hallway formed a T, with my room and bathroom to the left and Betty’s to the right.

Well, one day my cousin calls me up. He’s coming to town for a visit and I offer to put up him, his wife, and their more… sheltered friend. (Unbeknownst to me there was a full Briefing for this girl before she met me so that I didn’t overwhelm her with my blasé attitudes towards- well, most things).

They drove in from two states over and it was a long drive. I had to work and couldn’t greet them or spend the first day together. So I told them to come grab my key so they could all shower off and settle in before me.

I arrived home later that night and found the atmosphere a little awkward at first. Things quickly warmed up and I charmed their friend, impressing my cousin with my immaculate respect for personal comfort levels. We had a lovely evening. By the time we all said goodnight I’d dismissed the initial tension as being tired after a long drive.

The next day we all decided to go to the zoo. I’m a morning shower person, but I let them go first while I made breakfast. After breakfast it was my turn and I hopped in the shower.

Midway through my eyes fixed on it. A little pink sex toy, sitting brazenly on the rim of the tub. Oh no, I thought. This was why things had been awkward yesterday! I left out a personal object because I’d literally forgotten to ever put them away by that point.

What I felt wasn’t embarrassment per se, because that emotion had been utterly eradicated by that point. Rather it was a deep shame that I’d leave out something that might make a guest feel uncomfortable. They told me their friend was sheltered and I had left out a sex toy, it was the epitome of rudeness!

I rejoined everyone and said, “I am so sorry! I didn’t realize I’d left that in the shower, that was so rude of me!”

My guests all exchanged a Look. I looked from my cousin to his wife, she glanced toward their friend, and their friend looked at my cousin. No one would look at me.

“Well…” my cousin finally said, “you didn’t tell us which room was yours yesterday.”

I blinked in confusion, Betty’s room and bathroom were basically just like mine.

“When we got here,” his wife continued, “we went to the other side first. In Betty’s bathroom.”

Reader, Betty’s bathroom.

Had been absolutely covered in dildos. Sex toys of all shapes and sizes covered every flat surface, the tub rim, the sink, the shelves. Wall to wall sex toys. Apparently Betty was doing a spring cleaning and had left her entire extensive collection out to air dry.

These three weary travelers had opened a door to the dildo dimension and had no idea how to react. To this day I have no idea what context clues they used to figure out Betty’s room from mine.

But when I’d come home they were lost in the sex toy shell shock, presumably wondering how they could ever talk about it with someone who felt it was okay to leave out every sex toy they own when expecting company in some kind of bizarre power play.

By the time they finished telling me about this we were all laughing so hard we were in tears.

“When we saw your bathroom with one little pink toy it was so discreet we didn’t even care!” They told me.

After my cousin and his crew had gone on their way I finally told Betty the whole story. She listened with eyes growing wider and wider and finally burst out, “That’s why they were so weird when I got home!!”

#ramblies #funny #story #writing #nsft #ffs foibles

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homunculus-argument · 11 months

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And speaking of scurvy, I am eternally amused by the thing where some ancient form of healing that was born in a time where people didn't know exactly how the human body works, or what causes it to stop working sometimes, that still somehow worked. Like how so many old folk medicinal plants were listed as a cure for various ailments that - from a modern view - are clearly just symptoms of scurvy, and the plant itself is rich in vitamin C.

I recall reading some story, no recollection of the exact time or place, where the king of a large empire suffered from constant horrible headaches and was incapable of falling asleep unless drugged or blackout drunk. Sick of taking temporary fixes to dull the pain and having to be sedated every night, he called up some old sage healer who was said to know how to fix things nobody else could explain, and the healer heard his symptoms and went

"Hmm. You spend too much time being a king. Your skull is packed so full of kingly thoughts that they don't all fit in there and that's why your head is in pain. You need to spend time not being a king." And prescribed him to schedule three days every month where he must go to a peasant village where nobody knows he's the king, live with a family there under a fake name and identity, work in the rice fields with them, eating the same food and sleeping on the same mats. Absolutely nobody is allowed to address him as the king, speak to him of any royal or political matters, and he himself is not allowed to think any kingly thoughts or think of himself as the king.

And naturally, this worked. Taking a regular scheduled break from a highly stressful office desk job to completely decompress, paired with physical exercise in the form of hard but simple physical labour, plain and simple food and Just Not Thinking About Your Fucking Job All The Time does help chronic stress, which here was worded as "spending too much time being a king clogs your brain."

Sometimes you do have ghosts in your blood, though I'm not entirely sure whether you should do cocaine about it.

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ozzgin · 24 days

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Yandere! House Monster x Reader

Listen, I woke up in cold sweat at 4am with a vision: you and your stereotypically unavailable gamer boyfriend have moved into a new house. You find out very soon it's not as empty as you had assumed, but your worries fall on deaf ears. The tentacle monster lurking in dark corners just wants to make sure you're not lonely.

[Second Part]

Content: gender neutral reader, monster romance (mildly NSFW)

You didn't notice anything strange at first. Maybe it was considering its prey. You'd found a cheap, old house available for rent, and your boyfriend couldn't refuse the extra space for his mancave.

Oh, you poor thing. It watched your lonely evenings, your empty bed at night, your futile attempts to spend more time with your beloved partner. It had originally planned to devour your souls and await the next foolish mortals to enter its realm, but seeing your pitiful state prompted a change of heart. Metaphorical heart, of course.

It started gradually: testing the waters, or what you'd call a courting attempt. Doors opening by themselves, disembodied eyes lovingly gazing at you from the nearby walls. Dark tendrils making their way out of the shadows, just to announce its presence.

"I think this place might be cursed", you told your boyfriend one evening. "I've been stalked by amorphous silhouettes of blight and terror, and they whisper ancient blasphemies to me at night." He let out a worried shout and slapped the desk. "That's cool, babe. I'm kind of losing right now, though, so perhaps give me a minute?"

One night you were awakened from your slumber by a warm touch sliding across your body. You smiled into your pillow as the cheeky hands made their way down, fondling your curves and hungrily searching for your sensitive areas. You let out a soft moan, enjoying the moment, until you heard your boyfriend yell from the other room. Your eyes shot open.

The hands lewdly groping your privates were, in fact, tentacles. Your first reaction was to gasp, but you were quickly silenced by another slippery appendage pressing against your lips. Shh, shh. Allow the creature to do its thing, dear. Surely enough, within minutes you were a drooling mess, holding onto the sheets for dear life.

"You've been in a good mood lately", you boyfriend remarks, idly scrolling on his phone and crunching on his breakfast cereal. You ponder if you should tell him you've been fucked relentlessly by a monstrous creature inhabiting your new home. You glance at the counter and smirk, remembering how you just had to wipe your wet mess from it a few hours ago. "Keep it that way, hun, I could get used to not being pestered every hour", the man jokes with a laugh.

Does it count as cheating if your affair partner isn't really human? Although, you have to wonder if you're still dating to begin with. From the corner of your eye, you can discern faint movement above the young man, a shadow looming menacingly. The eldritch monster would not hesitate to tear your poor boyfriend apart if he tried to mess with its belonging.

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task force 141 with a controversially young civilian girlfriend.

-> mentions of large age-gaps, referenced sexual content, alcohol use. afab!fem!reader. minor dubcon (everyone's drunk.)

thinking that you're studying in uni. working on the side to try and afford rent and, if you're lucky, some noodles every other night. you don't really get seen compared to your friends, who go out clubbing and spend their spare time on dating apps.

one time, your friend drags you to a bar. not usually your scene, considering its clientele is more for tradies, and military-type men. not like the stuck-up blue collar boys at your uni.

cue you getting drunk off your ass, barely even standing, when you bump into one johhny mactavish.

he holds your elbows, your chest crashing into his. gentle with it, too -- kind and sweet and grounding.

"y'alright, lass?" he asks, a small smirk on his face, eyes darting across your frame greedily. he, in all fairness, looks nearly as drunk as you. he stumbles a little with your weight.

you giggle, tilting your head to look at him. say something stupid like, "you don't look like a student."

his brows raise, his dimples deepen. "aye, very smart, hen."

you preen with the compliment, a cheesy grin stuck to your face. you make no move to stand up and leave. you think your friend just left with a guy anyways.

johnny moves you, muscled arm around your waist as he takes you to a booth.

three other men sit in it, only one looking somewhere in a ten-year age bracket to you. they're all impossibly large, filling out the space with ease. your stomach swoops, but you easily blame the alcohol.

manoeuvring you so you sit in his lap, johnny's hand is a comforting weight on your waist. he huffs a laugh.

"didn't realise we were goin' for jailbait, soap," the youngest one chimes, dark features shining in the pub's dim light. his eyes trail your frame silkily.

you can't stop the roll of your eyes -- your inhibitions have made you senseless. "'m not, 'm completely," you drag out the syllables, "legal."

a hand on your thigh makes you jolt, and when you look over, a blonde man with a black medical mask raises an unimpressed brow. "got a problem, kid?"

you shoot him a weak glare. "not a kid. weirdo."

the arm around your waist tightens, as does the weirdo's hand encompassing your thigh.

"not scared of anythin', are you darl'?" the final man in the booth asks, hands folded together where they rest at the table. he looks at least double your age, and that simple fact along with his drawling words has your core tightening.

"what's there to be scared of?" you ask, stupidly. your head tilts to the side, unknowingly moving to rest on johnny's shoulder. he doesn't comment.

"miss bein' young and drunk," gaz sighs, hand softly gripping the gin sat on the table in front of him.

"you look young," your brows furrow, not understanding. how old could he really be, to act so nostalgic of your current predicament? "how old are you guys?"

it's an embarrassing question -- makes you feel like a child all over again. but your interest is quickly peaking, and your need for answers overpowers your need for decorum.

johnny's the one to answer, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers.

"gaz, the pretty one over there, he's twenty-eight," he murmurs, heat stirring low in your gut as you nod mindlessly, meeting gaz's eyes.

johnny stokes his thumb over the skin of your hip, and you curl into him further -- stranger be damned.

"i'm thirty," he hums, and god, he sounds so fucking sensual you're about to melt into his arms. if you aren't already.

"the guy in the mask?" said man's hand tightens impossibly against your skin, fingers just shy of grazing your aching pussy, "he's thirty-seven. got a lot of experience, aye?"

you shudder.

"what about you?" you end up voicing, shyly meeting the last man's gaze. he takes a slow sip of his whiskey.

he leans back into the cushion, eyeing you carefully.

"forty-three."

your thighs squeeze together, and fuck, if that's not a turn-on. no matter how unsafe you should feel, surrounded by four military-grade, older men, it only manages to have you wet beyond belief.

all you can manage is one question.

"take me home?"

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