#Look im going off in the clown car about this
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There is so much about the bachelor's party that I need to know. I need to know the entire guest list and I need to know what everybody else wore because these two motherfucking idiots had '80s theme and chose a couple's costume
#911 abc#911#evan buckley#eddie diaz#buddie#Look im going off in the clown car about this#but this is a couples costume it doesnt work wihout the other half#and they suspiciously chose a couple that could be interrupted as queer#like what are you doing#where was the meeting in which they decided this#are they sharing a braincell#was there other costume ideas before they settled on this one#i need to know#i need the text exchange where they chose this#i also need to know what everybody else worse to know if these are the only two that did a couples costume
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Rating Disco Elysium characters based on how funny I think their kinks have the potential to be
Harry: the DSM of getting off on things. He likes piss he likes feet he likes the idea of being soooo small and tiny you could step on him like a bug, and while none of these things are funny on their own they are when he does them on account of his being a clown. He would also fuck a clown, incidentally. 8/10, knocking two points off because this lacks the element of surprise.
Kim: Leather and uniform fetishist. No wise guy shenanigans here. Will fuck you serious will fuck you professional. His strap is extremely normal, his daddy/boy dynamics are not a laughing matter. 4/10 because he wants to have relations with his car and is embarrassed about it
Jean: No idea what gets him off but he genuinely believes whatever it is means he’s evil and weird, making him the proud owner of The Worlds Funniest Kinks. 9/10, steals mustard from the homeless without remorse but has a moral crisis every time he cums while fantasising about getting gangbanged in a holding cell. Sad!
Trant: not funny. too passionately open about the things hes into. if you tried to make light of his trampling fetish, he would recite the wikipedia entry on cock and ball torture to you from memory and look delighted to be sharing his interests with you the whole time. 3/10
Klaasje: not funny to most on account of being conventionally attractive and good at billing her sexual encounters as suffused with romantic, literary ennui but it SHOULD be funny to be such a Lana Del Rey motherfucker in the sheets so I’m pulling rank and saying 7/10
Joyce: cringefail class dynamics fantasies. Bodice rippers and the opposite of CEO erotica feature heavily here. This wouldn’t be funny if not for the fact she literally owns a yacht. Also wants to get stabbed a little bit. 5/10, probably read the elysium version of lady chatterlys lover as a teen and still jerks off about it.
Garte: a normal man if there ever was one. has kinks but they aren't funny. wears a bra sometimes and it looks cute. 1/10 probably fun to hook up with and a decent communicator
The Deserter: given the 5 decades of loneliness, im willing to bet his brain has rewired itself into having some interesting potentially bug-related reward pathways but whatever he's got going on is too sad to laugh about. 0/10 :(
Sunday Friend: his kinks would be funny on anyone else, but he’s very very very boring. 2/10, you can pay a twink to do raceplay with you, but it wont dispel the grey miasma of being a mid tier government employee
evrart: I don’t know honestly, the lying and manipulating and petty power plays scrambled my brain despite the rube-Goldbergian elements of all his little tasks. Maybe he’d do predicament bondage? Uh. 3/10. Id let him hit, but he also has kind of a Wallace n Grommit thing going on so I can’t say 0
Steban: big on role playing but isn’t very good at it. Starts giggling halfway through when it becomes apparent how silly the fake muttonchops are. 4/10, less funny than it could be because he has a sense of humour about it
Ulixes: probably has a guro thing but also hasn’t had sex since he started focusing on reading theory and feints at the sight of real blood. This should be less funny than pretending to be Kras Mazov in bed, but he takes himself extremely seriously. 6/10 until he starts getting laid again, then still 6/10 but for other reasons
Gary: cuck chair. 10/10. I am not elaborating because I’m tired now, but someone else made a convincing post at one point
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Scream for Me
Pairing: Jake Kiszka x reader
Word count: ~2,500
Warnings: alcohol, cursing, unprotected sex (p in v) (wrap it up!), light choking, fingering, mentions of murder (not seriously), minors DNI!!!
a/n: I wanted to pick a halloween fic topic based off of the list @hearts-hunger created! I picked topic 17 (halloween party) It’s different from the other fic I recently wrote but it was fun to make! enjoy the halloween jake smut 👻
“y/n would you hurry up! The uber will be here in two minutes!” Shouts your best friend Cam from the bottom of the staircase.
The two of you are about to leave for a Halloween party. You decided to go with a classic yet sexy costume, a pirate. You’re wearing an off the shoulder long white dress with a corset around your waist. You are covered in silver jewelry: necklaces, bracelets and earrings. You opted for a dark smokey eye and eyeliner in your waterline. Your finishing touches include fishnet stockings, black boots and a red bandanna over your hair.
“I’m coming Cam!” You reply before throwing your phone and keys into your purse and running down the stairs to meet her at the front door.
“You may have taken forever but I can see it was worth the wait, you look sexy girl. Now let’s go!” Cam pulls your arm and drags you through the front door, guiding you towards to uber.
Once you get inside of the car you finally have time to take in and appreciate her costume.
Not only is she dressed as Pennywise from the movie IT, but she is the sexy version. She’s wearing a white corset top, embellished with red pom-poms, small white shorts, clown makeup and a pretty orange wig.
“I admire your ability to be scary, funny and sexy all at once. You truly have a talent,” you giggle to her.
“Oh what can I say my dear? I’m multifaceted,” Cam says as she jokingly flicks her orange wig behind her shoulder.
The ride to the party is fast, only lasting about fifteen minutes. You both hop out of the car when you arrive and hook arms, walking to the front door together.
The party is hosted by Cams new boyfriend Daniel. You have only met him two times but he seems like a sweet guy.
Cam opens the front door without knocking and you’re immediately transported into a Halloween wonderland. You didn’t expect so many decorations.
The lighting in the house is dim. There are string lights and cob webs hanging from every inch of the ceiling. You see black and red streamers hanging from the walls and candles lit on every table. The kitchen island was filled with spooky treats and alcoholic punch. It is very impressive for a twenty-something year old guy.
“Wow Cam,” you shout over the loud and eerie music. “Daniel really goes all out. This is amazing.” You try to keep your jaw from hitting the floor.
“Isn’t it?!” She doesn’t seem shocked by his effort, only proud.
There are a good amount of people in the house. Not too many but not too little. Just enough for a comfortable party.
“Im going to search for Danny,” Cam shouts over the music into your ear. “Go get some punch and i’ll meet up with you when I find him.”
She runs off and you’re now left to fend for yourself.
You take her suggestion and walk over to the kitchen island to get a drink. You are completely sober currently and in need of something to lighten your anxiety.
Your pour yourself a class of the punch and it’s delicious. It’s strong, but really good. It is the perfect drink to get you drunk fast without feeling the burn of consuming alcohol.
You lean against the counter while sipping your drink and begin to people watch. You love taking in everyone’s costume choices. Some people are opting for a scary approach, some look beautiful and some look funny. It is interesting to see what people choose. As you’re looking at the crowd, you feel a presence beside you.
You look over to see a man wearing black from head to toe. He’s wearing black skinny jeans, black chelsea boots and a black shirt that is holding on by one button.
You think the outfit is rather sexy but you can’t see his face. That is because he’s wearing a Ghostface mask.
He speaks, breaking you from your thoughts. “Hey I haven’t seen you at one of Danny’s parties before. What are you doing standing over here alone?”
His voice is kind and boyish but raspy. It’s very attractive.
“Oh my friend just recently started dating him so this is my first time here. I don’t really know anyone but her and she’s looking for Daniel,” you reply.
He extends his hand out to you, “Well my name is Jake. Now you know someone else.” You can’t see his face but you can almost hear it in his voice that he’s smiling.
You reach out in return, shaking his hand. “It’s nice to meet you Jake. I’m y/n.”
“Well y/n, I must tell you that I was intrigued to come over here and talk to you because you’re dressed as a pirate and if there’s one thing about me, I find pirates to be very intriguing.”
A blush comes across your face. You hope he can’t really see it through the mask he’s wearing.
“I hate to disappoint you Jacob but,” you lean in closer and whisper towards his ear, “I’m not a real pirate. Don’t tell anyone tho.” You shush him by putting your finger over your lips.
He giggles genuinely at your attempt at a lame joke.
Jake speaks up from behind the mask, “Well then you should know that i’m not a real cereal killer.”
“Oh damnit. I was kind of hoping you were,” you reply. Although you weren’t actually hoping that, the idea of a sexy and dangerous man in a mask turned you on.
“I mean, I can be anything you want me to be tonight darling,” Jake says with sex dripping in his voice.
You didn’t know if it was the alcohol, the halloween party or the masked man in front of you but you wanted Jake to take you away from this party immediately.
“If you take me somewhere quiet i’ll show you exactly what I want from you mr. Ghostface. Just as long as you don’t kill me of course.”
Jake grips your wrist firmly and guides you up the stairs and away from the party noise at a fairly quickly pace.
He throws your body into what looks like a guest room, slams the door shut, locks it and pushes your body against the wall.
The room is dark, only lit by the moon in the night sky.
Jake begins to grab the bottom of his mask, getting ready to reveal his face to you but you quickly grab his hands to stop him.
“Keep it on.”
His strong hand then snaps around your neck. You can’t quit see his eyes but you know he’s staring at you like you’re his next meal. He slowly moves his head so his mouth is hovering over your ear.
“I like you sweetheart.”
You slowly begin to smirk, knowing he’s willing to keep it on.
His hand leaves your neck and slowly travels down your body. He lifts your skirt up, revealing your black thong covered in your fishnet tights.
“Is this okay?” he asks.
You nod your head quickly in reply.
His hand shoots back around your neck. “Words baby.”
“Y- yes. Yes it’s okay.” You struggle to say through your heavy breathing.
“Good girl,” he says while lowering his hand beneath the band of your thong. His fingers reached your heat and he begins swirling his middle and ring finger in your wetness.
Without much warning he shoves both of his fingers inside of you. You gasp at the sudden contact and grab at his strong forearm to ground yourself.
“How fast do you want it baby?” He questions, wanting to know the proper way to please you.
“Fast and hard,” you moan out to him while leaning your head back against the wall behind you to prepare yourself.
His fingers start plunging in and out of you at a painfully delicious speed. He curls his fingers at just the right angel to hit a spot that makes you nearly scream.
You feel sweat beading on your forehead as he drives his fingers into you. You squeeze around him as you feel yourself starting to unwind.
“Come on pretty girl. You’re about to cum, I can feel it. Be so good for me and cum on my fingers.” he demands.
Hearing his silky voice speak those words to you were enough to have you unraveling on his hand.
“fuuuckkkkkk,” you scream out at a volume too loud considering there are other people in the house.
When you come down from your orgasm he gently pulls his hand away from your core.
“Open up,” he requests.
You follow his order. He places his two fingers onto your tongue. With his other hand he guides your chin to close around his fingers and he slowly pulls them from your mouth as you suck them clean.
You look down at his pants and see how painfully hard he is. You softly trace your fingers over his bulge and he sucks in his breath sharply as if you were hurting him.
“I want all of you. I want to feel you,” you say to him.
He picks you up from under your ass, carries you over to the bed, and slams you down.
While hovering over you with his hands on both sides of your head Jake says, “You don’t have to tell me twice.”
He removes his jeans and boxers while you remove your corset and dress.
He’s left in nothing but his low buttoned shirt and his mask, while you’re in just your tights and a thong.
You make eye contact with his dick and notice how thick it is. It excites you so much that you notice your wetness pooling beneath you.
“You don’t have to stare honey, it’s all yours tonight,” Jake giggles to you, noticing where your eyes have been lingering.
“Then what are you waiting for Jacob? Give it to me,” you demand from him as if you’ve grown impatient.
He wastes no time and crawls on top on you on the bed and you both move up until you hit the headboard.
He reaches down to your core with one hand and rips your fishnet tights to create a hole.
You feely annoyed that he ripped your clothing for one minute until you realize you were never going to wear them again anyway.
His hands begin to explore your body. He grabs at your breasts, massaging them firmly. He rolls your nipples between his thumb and pointer finger as you let out a heavy breath of ecstasy.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he compliments you.
“I’d say the same for you mystery man but I haven’t seen your face yet,” you wink back at him.
He chuckles in response to you and continues working his hands over your body.
“Please Jake I need you now,” you practically beg him.
“You need me to what darling?” He mockingly asks you, wanting to hear you plead for it.
“I need you to fuck me.”
“You want me to fuck you baby? Is that what you need?”
“Yes. Yes. Please,” you almost sound like you’re crying.
“Oh baby… I’ll fuck you so hard someone will think you are getting murdered in here.”
He pushes your thong to the side and lines himself up with your core. He snaps his hips against yours in one quick motion, causing you to shriek. He begins rapidly pounding into you.
He quickly grabs and pillow and puts it under your hips, making the pleasure triple. You grab at his back and dig your nails into him, slowly running them down his back, hoping to leave him with a memory of tonight.
“Fuck- you feel so fucking good around my cock,” he says through his staggered breathing. “Does that feel good baby?”
“Yes Jake you feel so good inside of me I never want you to fucking leave,” you shout back to him.
Your response to him causes him to moan deeply in chest, so much so that it sounds like a growl.
He grabs one of your legs and wrap it around his waist so he can reach a new angel. Between the pillow placement, your position, and his rapid thrusts, your body is experiencing a feeling it never has before.
You can feel his dick brushing past your g-spot causing you to yell out his name and a string of curses.
You start to squeeze around his cock, getting close to your release. You can tell he’s almost there too as you feel him twitch inside of you.
“Cum with me y/n. I want you to soak my dick as I finish inside of you. Come on baby you’re almost there. Be good for me.”
His final praises bring you to the finish line as your body shakes through a mind bending orgasm. You let out a chorus of yeses and grab at his arms with all of your might. As you’re finishing you feel him twitch inside of you.
You both come down and catch your breath before he pulls out of you and falls onto his back on the bed beside you.
You turn your head to look over at him, still wearing the Ghostface mask, “That was fucking amazing.”
“Holy shit, yea it was,” he responds. “Can I take this fucking thing off now,” he laughs referring to the mask on his face.
“Oh please do,” you reply.
You feel nervous watching him begging to situate the mask to lift over his head. You have no idea what he looks like yet but you had been extremely attracted to everything he’s offered so far and there was no denying he is the best sex you’ve ever had.
The mask gets fully yanked off of him to reveal one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen.
You gasp out loud.
His hair is shoulder legnth and chestnut brown. His eyes are dark and filled with honey. His thick eyebrows and long eyelashes compliment his deep eyes so well. He has a strong and sharp nose and plump pink lips. He smirks slightly at you, revealing his perfectly straight teeth.
“What? Did my face scare you sweetheart?” He asks as a joke.
You press your body into his and brush the sweaty hair sticking to his face behind his ears.
“The only thing that scares me is how attracted I am to you,” you say in full seriousness.
“You’re in luck because I feel the same way about you.” He gives a quick peck to your nose. “Give me your phone. Let me put my number in it.”
You reach down to the floor where your purse was thrown and grab your phone from it.
You hand it over to him and let him type in his contact himself.
When he hands the phone back you look down to see the information he filled out and giggle at the screen.
His number was put in its rightful place and his contact name was labeled as “Ghostface🔪”
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OWN IT gojo satoru x black feminine reader (she/her pronouns) ⤷ content warning: 700+ wc, smut, fluff, fem reader, public sex — car sex, drug usage (weed/edibles) previous part! + next part!
note: you honestly don’t have to read the first part, im just making it be a three part thing because they kinda tie together. since in the geto one im implying that gojo is the boyfriend who is being cheated on.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO who can't keep his hands off you even while your are do the simplest of tasks. he'll come up from behind you while you are cooking dinner to leaving gentle kisses on your neck.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO that likes to pick on you. he's a known class clown and you are his favorite person to mess with. seeing you roll your eyes because you are annoyed with him, is sort of a turn on for him. gojo so definitely the type to hump you from behind while you are bent over.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO who doesn’t believe in getting jealous. yes being cocky is in his nature, but he’s confident in himself. there’s isn’t anything that scares him, except loosing the ones he loves.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO that loves late night sexting. he's the type to be stroking the hell out of his cock, just from a picture that of you in corset that make your breasts pop. "i can't get enough of you baby"
imagine BOYFRIEND!GOJO that is your personal plug. you two have a regular routine of meeting in the campus parking lot to get high. the sensation that the edible gives, always makes you horny.
“you look so good baby” gojo says moves your tight skirt up to further spread your legs. just from the few minutes of the make-out, you were dripping with sweat from the heat and you were wet as ever.
gojo eases the straps of your dress down from your shoulders, boobs falling out once they are fully down. your nipples perked up, the tiny buds poking straight out.
his lips coming in-and-out as he sucks on your right nipple. your hands gripped on his shoulders while he moved his other hand to pinching and rubbing your left nipple. the friction you both felt rubbing your hips against each other. gojo groaned in your mouth as he eased his hand under your skirt to feel just how needy you are. he moves your underwear to the side, running his fingers on your folds.
from the look of pleasure on your face, gojo could tell you were about to let out a moan. he pulls you in by your chin for a hard kiss as he continues to rub your clit in a circular motion. your muffled whines going into his mouth.
the edibles you two ate earlier kicking in, only make you both even hornier. “i need you gojo” you quickly undo the buckle of his belt. gojo helps you by lifting his body up above the sets to pull his pants down some. you move your skirt up to the mid section of your stomach. while gojo takes the opportunity to slide your panties to the side.
gojo pumps his dick oozing with pre-cum a few times before inserting it in your folds. you moan just from the feeling him inside you. fixing your posture to sit up straight, you lean forward with your head in between his neck and shoulder. planting small kisses on his neck with the sound of each kiss filling his ears.
both his hand grabbing one side of your hips, guiding you through each thrust. feeling your walls tightening around him, gojo threw his head back. he could feel all the hickeys forming on his neck and chest for the sucking your were doing.
“your so tight” gojo said as he thrust in you faster than before. as the car moved back and forth which each thrust gojo gave inside of you. “fuck baby” your arms looped around his neck with your fingers playing in his hair.
gojos hands gripped tighter on you. he held you in place as you threw your head back, moaning from the sensation. your right hand hastily reached for the roof handle to hold you balance as you continue to bounce on gojo. “im c-close”you stuttered your words out.
feeling that he was also close, gojo thrust into you once more. you came all over him while his cum was oozing out of your tight hole. a mess was made on gojos pants from the climax you both experienced. you both felt the muscles in your body relax. letting out small pants, as you layed on him. leaning his head down, gojo gave you a kiss on the forehead. before leaning his head back to savor this moment with you for a minute.
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Okay so I saw your prompts and I just had to ask- could you do prompt 6 with Jisung? I'm thinking like friends to lovers.. if you get where im going with this. Whatever spice tou out into it is fine with me!!
I get if yiu have other things to tend to, so please take your time!! וו
DISTRACTION | hjs
🧸 pairing. han jisung + afab!reader
synopsis. even feeling as exhausted as you were from the stressful, long shifts at your new job, missing your weekly barbecue with your friends was never an option— how would you be able to freely ogle at your best friend otherwise?
🌙 wc. 1.6k | au. idol!au; friends to lovers; smut
smut warning: public grinding and grabbing, semi-public foreplay, car sex/foreplay, oral (m & f receiving), han stares at readers' boobs a lot (sorry, I just love boobs lmao), deepthroating, palming.
6. "It's…really distracting when you do that."
The sound of your friends happy chatter and the smell of the sizzling meat, fish and vegetables being barbecued by Minho's skillful hands just a few feet away from you made you almost want to get up from the blanket youd laid on the grass earlier to cool down under the shade and join them, however, the gentle summer breeze hitting your fatigued body felt too nice for you to ponder about that too much, opting to close your eyes and relax instead.
And soon, you'd started dozing off with your face buried between your crossed arms, the loud music blasting from Changbin's speaker lulling you to sleep, when a loud thump and a subsequent chorus of laughter shook you awake. You frowned and turned your head to your left to see what all the fuss was about— and you immediately chuckled at the scene before you.
Jisung, who was playing football with the rest of the guys that were not helping with the barbecue and were free to do whatever they wanted, had apparently fallen to the ground while trying to steal the ball from Chan, and his light gray sweatpants and tight t-shirt were now full of dust, which he was frantically trying to clean off as he rambled on and on about how “Chan-hyung cheated” and “pushed him to gain advantage since he was just too good at playing football”— all with the cutest flushed cheeks and pout you'd seen in a while.
“Mhm, keep on believing that and maybe, one day, it’ll become true.” Hyunjin snickered and Jisung glared, throwing at him the football he remembered he was still holding, before stomping towards the wooden picnic table where Felix, Jeongin and Seungmin were having a heated discussion regarding which Cheetos flavor was the best of all time. Your best friend fondly smiled at them as he bent down to open the cooler that was under their seat, his doe eyes suddenly sending daggers at Hyunjin and Chan when he heard them clowning him once again.
You scoffed and rolled your eyes, following Jisung’s every move, “He really can't handle losing in anything, huh?” you muttered, the fatigue you still felt in your bones from the previous night’s long and stressful shift slowly disappearing as your attention got completely monopolized by your long-time friend— who was now leaning on the table, one hand in his sweatpants front pocket and the other holding the can of beer he’d just taken out of the cooler and swiftly popped open, his sweaty skin and neck glistening under the warm noon sun as he dipped his head slightly back to take long gulps of the cold beverage.
“Fuck, why do you keep doing this to me?” you bit your bottom lip and rubbed your thighs against each other in need of friction— feeling so pathetic, because all it took for you to get that wet was just the sight of his sharp jawline that he could cut stones with if he wanted, and the lingering way he brushed his bottom lip with his thumb, making you wish those were your lips instead of his. And, lucky for you, he decided to wear a fucking skin tight white t-shirt to kick off the first barbecue of the summer, which was now almost completely see-through from all the sweat it absorbed, “How dare you look this hot. Asshole.” you clenched your teeth, feeling annoyed and aroused at the same time.
You had no idea how he managed to make you feel like that— you’d been best friends with him ever since you were children and in all those years, you’d never felt the slightest bit of attraction for him, until he decided to go on a two-month long trip to Latin America with a couple of friends and when he came back, looking too scrumptious and appetizing for his own good, all you could think about when around him was kissing his soft lips and licking every inch of his oh so buff body and choking on his big cock until you’d pass out. You’d dreamt that exact scenario in that order too many times now, it was becoming exhausting.
You huffed and pinned your elbows to the blanket below you to keep you up, reaching for your purse on your right, where you always kept a lollipop, “Better than nothing.” you said as you took off the wrapper and plopped it in your mouth.
You rolled on your back and closed your eyes, trying with all your might to not think about the growing wetness in your core, to stop the urge to slide your fingers between your folds and relieve your arousal right then and there, but when your ears picked up the sound of his footsteps coming towards you, you knew you were fucked. You held back a needy moan, sucking on the lollipop as hard as you could to distract yourself and not jump his bones.
He plopped down next to you, and you opened one eye to peer at him, just to see him staring down at you with a big grin on his face and an unopened canned beer dangling above your face, “Thought you might need one, it’s getting hot as fuck, jagi.” he sang, immediately pressing it on your neck to cool you down, making you shiver and bite down a whimper, both from the coldness of the drink and Jisung’s proximity.
“Hm, thanks Ji.” you tried to act nonchalant about his presence as you sat up, mindlessly sucking on your lollipop while focusing on opening the beer he brought you. You didn't notice the way he nervously gulped and squirmed at your action, trying to look as natural as possible when he moved his free hand in front of his growing bulge in an attempt to cover it. “I’m hungry, has Min almost finished grilling everything?” you asked, looking at him with a pout as you leaned forward, giving him just the perfect view of your cleavage which was only covered by a flimsy tank top.
“Ah…” he took in a shaky breath, forcing himself to look away from your tits and oh so perfect and kissable lips, “I think he told us that it should be ready in about thirty minutes.” Jisung said, bringing the can he’d placed down on the blanket to his lips, gulping as much as he could in one go— his throat suddenly felt dry.
You, on the other hand, had barely registered his words, focusing your attention to his heart-shaped Adam’s Apple bobbing up and down repeatedly as he spoke to you, then taking a peek at his prominent chest muscles, which were now completely visible along with his defined abs, the white t-shirt reduced to a second layer of skin— not that you minded, quite the opposite.
“Y-Y/N…” he whispered, his eyes opening wide when you unconsciously started rubbing your thighs against each other in front of him, one of your hands reaching for the white stick of the fruity lollipop in your mouth to slowly and shamelessly twirl your tongue around what was left of it, which was not much. He gulped as he stared at your skillful tongue playing with the candy, heat rising up his puffy cheeks, “Fucking hell— It’s… really distracting when you do that...” he almost moaned, whimpering when you adjusted the strap of your tank top, which made your soft boobs bounce deliciously, just a few inches above his hands.
“Do what, Hannie?” you teased, resting one of your hands on his thigh to squeeze it a couple of times, just to see his reaction. You smirked when his breath quickened and his muscles tensed up, your hand going further up his leg.
“This… I—” he stuttered, completely enthralled by your actions and forwardness, the bulge in his pants now completely visible and only a few centimeters away from your fingers, who were tracing patterns on his inner thigh, careful not to touch him where you knew he needed it most— the big stain right in front of his bulge spoke by itself.
You stared down at the outline of his cock— if your panties weren't stuck to your folds before, they surely were going to be now. Your breath quickened, “Ji? Can… Can I?” you leaned forward and whispered in his ear, worried any of your friends may hear you, even though the loud music and sizzling of food made that impossible, and the significant distance between you and the picnic table played in favor. He stayed silent for a while with a stunned expression, most likely still trying to process everything, but you were getting impatient, so you started lightly nipping at his earlobe, “If you want me to stop, just say the word anytime.” you mumbled, sneaking a hand behind his neck as you grazed his bulge with the other, moaning at how big and girthy it felt.
Jisung grunted, his eyes completely fixed on your erect nipples right in front of his face. He was just mere seconds away from ripping your tank top off to avidly start sucking on them, when he remembered where you both were, “Should we really have sex in a public park?” he asked, giggling, “Glad to know you feel as desperate as me then.”
You’d started palming him over his sweatpants in the meantime, leaving love bites all over his neck and upper chest, making him a moaning, stuttering self. But luckily, his words brought you back to reality right in time, since when you opened your eyes and looked straight in front of you, a very suspicious Changbin was eyeing the both of you from his spot in front of the grill, “You’re right. Bin already caught us. My car?” you suggested since your car was parked the farthest away from the ones of the rest of your friends.
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“Holy fuck, how a-are you this good at giving head? Fuck, you’re t-the —ah— best.” Jisung moaned, thrusting up in your mouth harshly, successfully making your gag reflex activate— which you didn't really mind. You loved sloppy, messy oral, both giving and receiving, and in these couple of minutes since you sat on the backseat of your car and let free his red, angry, throbbing cock, you’d learned your best friend, whom you were currently jerking off, was a big fan of it too.
He was actively manspreading, you between his legs, sat down on the floor of your car, desperately grinding your clothed clit against its rough surface in search of your own relief— though seeing Jisung’s fucked out expression when you let the saliva you’d been accumulating on your tongue dribble down on his red tip, his whimpers when you spread it all over his length and balls to slick them up properly and his big hand entangled in your hair, keeping you in place, making you feel his— was more than enough for you.
And he was, as you had always assumed, big, so big and girthy you almost came untouched when you saw it spring up proudly in all its glory a few moments earlier— but you could barely take him, so you used your right hand to rapidly jerk off what you couldn't reach as your left played with his balls, all the while your head bobbed up and down his length, your tongue tracing every vein it encountered, slicking them further. And by his “please, don’t stop” and “don’t you dare fucking stop”, you assumed he was reaching his high.
You started fastening your pace, deep throating and swallowing around his tip for that extra clench, but as you felt he was about to bust his warm seed in your mouth, he pulled you away from his cock by your hair, tilting your head upwards to meet his eyes, a confused expression taking over your face, though before you could ask any questions, he brushed your bottom lip with his thumb slowly, catching a drop of pre-cum trying to run away from your mouth.
Jisung grinned, pushing his thumb between your lips and signaling you to suck it, which you happily did as you looked him deep in the eyes, “Your turn now, sit here. I wanna eat you out, jagi. Then we’ll finish together— you’ll come wrapped around me and then I’ll fill your pretty cunt up with my cum, how does that sound?” he proposed with a big smile, chuckling when you nodded eagerly and pointed to your pouty lips, waiting for a kiss— which he happily gave you, before sitting you on the backseat with your legs spread wide open. And by the harsh but passionate suck he gave your clit the second after, you knew that was going to be the best head you’ll ever receive.
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pit babe ep 7 stray thoughts
- way made him feel undeserving of love….
- so jeff is like that cause he’s plagued by visions..
- ok now i get the peteway posts. oh ways pathetic nature and whiny bitch demeanor have captivated pete body and soul
- oh way might be my little meow meow of the show
- oh god oh fuck i might be a peteway boy
- kim needs to kiss winner to shut him up
- omg person who hurt protagonist was antagonist pikachu surprise face
- scream this is so dramatic. the scheming it’s all coming together (also peep kentakim this is for you le trash prince)
- ok so this is where we find out tony wants to sell babe for bitching
- AH CHARLIES THERE THE DRAMA
- do they know charlie’s powers also who WAIT IS THIS A NUTHPHOP BALLADnvm just sounded like ambivalent thoughts
- way seems happy i don’t trust this. is he about to break
- oh he is oh no it’s babe. oh i think someone’s gonna ugly cry it can go either way at this point. babe sweeeeep
- oh… maybe i don’t want this babe babe nooooooo nooooooo. oh he’s gonna close his heart off to other people now isn’t he oh fuck noooooooo SOMEONE STOP HIS THOUGHT LROCESS PPLEASE
- i don’t understand ways face here i need subtitles but for facial expressions
- oh poor puppy
- does anyone know if they make the music in house
- this ep might be my fav so far….
- is way an omega y’all
- there’s been a shift in babe…. i can’t explain it but something changed in the last 20 min
- babe being an easy cryer is so important to me actually
- ooo surveillance being a theme again lets goooo
- SCREAM CHARLIE BACKSTORY AND MOTIVSTION OH GOD ITS HAPOENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM STAY FUCKING CALM
- charlie trauma enthusiasts let’s gooooo
- tony is so fucking evil i hope charlie rips his face off
- how wild would it be if winner was an enigma. like he’s not but could you imagine
- actually i need kenta to rip tony’s face off
- does charlie know about his power. does anyone
- babe looking like a wet feral cat i need to lie down
- SCREAM HE JUST FLAT OUT TELLS BABE LIKE THAY?!,!?!?! like i’d be scared to get punched like ???? it’s wild he just flat out says i took your power like wow i thought he’d lie at least a little
- these flashbacks can never be happy can they… always gotta leave you horny and destroyed
- charlie being like “don’t worry i can fix this. if you want i can just kill myself” like broooooo
- scream do you think charlie woke up one day like “damn he smells fine today” skejdjfjejrjr
- “can mama not break up with papa 🥺” “ 😒😑😩 fine”
- honestly i get babe if someone took away my sensory issues id still fuck them. much more enthusiastically then before probably. i get him now liking kissing too like this makes perfect sense to me
- oh way….. oh god this pathetic man nothing can go right for him ever ima creaming
- i also get babe because charlie is so cute id fold immediately like so what you stole my super powers look at your cutie patootie self how could i stay mad
- oh here we go car sex scene- are they talking about booty holes rn is this happening on my screen… good for them
- oh way… i’m so sorry my baby boy im so sorry… honestly he’s stronger than me i would’ve been throwing shit THE BOUQUET
- ok so are the only ones with special powers jeff babe and charlie (and way ??)
- NORTHSONIC these absolute clowns. does he not understand adoption i love him. nosrthdaonic aenwwvehtjrngn l. what are these two talking about. way omega confirmation ????
- sonic get your boy on a leash his poor impulse control and lack of common sense is staggering
- kim kinda right like let him cook oh ew fuck tony for that too
well what an ep
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Vampire Kareshi ch.3
Ch.1, Ch.2, AO3 link.
University au, Bloodweave.
Have fun reading yall!
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After a long shower, a careful trim of his beard, cutting of his nails and a few drops of cologne, he felt ready. He put the wizardly robes on, he was looking great, feeling giddy. But also he's going to throw up from the stress.
"Wyll I'm nervous." He finally turned to his friend after a few minutes of checking the time and waiting for an 'im here' text.
"But you want this, so get yourself together. " Wyll was looking at him pacing in the room, comfortably sitting on the couch with a can of some disgusting sugary death drink in hand.
"I do. I'm just not used to stuff like this! Do you think he's going to kiss me?"
"I don't know. I'm sure he will if you ask him to. But make sure you don't kiss him too soon, wait until the end of the night."
"Um, okay."
"And don't be afraid to flirt. He will probably be put off if you just take all the compliments and don't give any back, it would make it seem like you're not enjoying yourself."
"Understood." A notification sound rang aloud in the room. "It's time... Thank you for lending me your fancy cologne, it won't be forgotten!" He checks the message.
'I'll be there in a few minutes, cant wait to see you darling.'
Darling... DARLING!
'The feeling is mutual.'
"Are you not going to get going?" Wyll asked, confused as to why his friend was just watching the parking lot from the window.
"I'll teleport, it makes an impression!"
"You can do that?"
"Of course, what kind of wizard can't teleport? Oh look, he's there!" Wyll scampered to the window to finally see this mistery man.
"That... My father has a car like that, just who is this guy?"
"He said his father was Cazador. I suppose that should tell you something."
"Cazador Szarr? I'm not surprised he has a son I've never heard about, I'm sure he has a couple more he himself hasn't seen."
"I see. Well, it's lovely talking to you in our shared livingspace that I see you in every single day, but I think it's time for me to get going! Until next time!" He bowed and walked into a portal that was freshly opening up behind him.
In the ambiguous space between the two portals he found himself a little stuck. Oh no...
...
Astarion checked himself out in the selfie camera, carefully inspecting his visage. He'd do it in one of the many mirrors of Cazadors displacer but he cannot, for obvious reasons.
He was startled by a loud magic magicing right beside his car. He was not eager to get out and see what's up on account of him being in the possession of survival instincts, but when a hand with a pretty ring on it reached out, he became intrigued.
"A hand? Please?"
"Oh, Gale! It's you!"
"Can you help me out?" He grabbed the hand and began pulling. No use. In the meantime Wyll was watching all of this go down from the window and thought 'That's one hell of an impression you're making.' He pitied the both of them and reached into the portal to give Gale a good push. He has 9 strength, so he's not much better off than the other two but it did the trick!
Astarion could barely keep standing as the human fell into his arms. "So you're a wizard?"
"Yes, I am! An apprentice of Elminster and a graduate of the Wizarding academy of Waterdeep! I'm working on my second degree here in Baldur's gate." He straightened up, proud as could be. Suddenly as he was faced with the elf, all his nervousness faded into oblivion. Standing this close, Gale also noticed that the elf was not by much, but still a little shorter than him. He seemed taller on camera, not that Gale is complaining.
"I wouldn't have guessed you were a wizard! This is interesting to say the least! I must say, you look positively delectable, darling."
"So do you." Gale looked at the vampires outfit, which was hard to see as it was mostly black. What Gale didn't fail to notice was the way it glittered as it was illuminated by streetlights. "You look much more solemnly dressed, I must say I feel like a clown."
"Oh no, you'll be fine, I'm the weird one for dressing for the casket I was always destined for. I felt like I didn't wear this black jacket enough, so I put an outfit together just so I can wear it."
"I'd say it was a great idea, you look... Pretty." The wizard fiddled with the sun motifs embroidered into the robes of summer.
Astarion opened the door of the car and beckoned him in. He did so without a question. Astarion followed shortly after, starting the car once again. "Thank you. But let me warn you, this gift is particularly hard to open, the zipper on this top always gets stuck!" Astarions sharp gaze was solely fixed on the road ahead, but he can definitely tell Gale was flustered beyond belief.
"I- I see... "
"You're cute, I'll stop, I can see that you're a bit uncomfortable."
"No, continue! I'm just not in my element, not much experience you see!"
"I understand." He started the car, all he could think about was how much he he wished that Cazador didn't like this one.
...
To Gales surprise, he wasn't over or under dressed, he was perfect. That didn't make him feel any less strange though.
A couple of guests he spoke to seemed to eye him with interest, then with disappointment as they got nearer, he wondered what that was about. Maybe they didn't like that he seemed to already have a pair.
"Darling, care for a drink?" Astarion appeared right besides him, speak of the devil. He's quiet as a kitten, but Gale didn't know he was supposed to get spooked so he didn't.
"I've had plenty already, thanks." He looked around at the other guests, who were behaving very very improperly. He's not that kind of girl.
"Hmm, you know, these people are quite the company, but I'd prefer yours alone. Would you like to find us a dark corner to slink away into?" Astarions arm was wrapped around his, the human could hear the sequins of Astarions jacket scrape against his robes rough outer layer.
"Sounds like a fantastic idea, let's go!" Gale didn't like these sorts of gatherings, he was eager to be in peace at last. The pale elf pulled him in the direction of the hallway, which was clearly not to be explored by the attendees.
Servants rushed back and forth through it, paying the two of them no mind. It was a lot darker than the ballroom, giving the illusion of privacy, but believe me, someone's always watching in the Szarr Palace.
On the balcony, the air was cold, but refreshingly less stinky than inside.
"Finally, a moment to ourselves, I almost wish we didn't even come to the party, hiding away in the gardens would have been just as good." Astarion said, inching closer to Gale. "Wouldn't you agree?"
"I would." Gale did some wizardly magic hand gestures at the sky and gorgeous swirling colorful lights appeared. Gale leaned into the railing and noticed Astarion immediately got cozy very close to him, they were touching, it was to the wizards liking but it still got his pulse all the way up.
"Fascinating. Can you also make a bed appear?"
"I can, although maybe that would be untimely, considering this is our first date."
"...True. You want another date after this? I hadn't been on a second date in a long while." Gale was quite surprised to hear that.
"Why not? I thought people were begging for your attention."
The charming smile came back to the face of the pale elf. "You know what? Let's not talk about that! Tell me about yourself!"
He thought for a second, there's a lot to say. "Um, I have a tressym, her name is Tara."
"I love cats." Astarion got real cozy, putting an arm behind Gale and watching the magic show.
"Me too, don't call her that to her face though. It's like me calling you a mosquito man." Astarions smile dissapeared, he looked at his date.
"... What."
"Because, you know, vampire?"
"YOU- You knew?" He put some distance between the two of them so he cam properly glare at the human.
"Of course I knew! You're not quite as subtle as you think and I'm a wizard, I know a thing or two about the undead."
"That's fair, how silly of me... It's almost midnight, isn't it. Almost time." Something is weird about him all of a sudden. Gale senses some sort of magic in the air that doesn't belong to him.
"For what?" The vampire stood up, pulling Gale with him. "Astarion?"
"Follow me."
He almost ran. Briskly walking through the dark rooms, back through the ballroom, into a weirdly placed door and straight dark hallway. Gale was never an athlete, he was wheezing. Through all this, he barely noticed the magic getting stronger. At the end of this hallway there was a room, which Astarion barged into, pulling the wizard along.
"Astarion, it was about time you arrived." Said someone whom also appeared to be a vampire. "Come closer."
Astarion dragged him towards the man, which Gale tried to resist but couldn't. "Are you Cazador?"
"Oh, you recognize me? How fun!" He stood up, towering over the both of them. He looked like he smelled something foul, but quickly schooled his face.
"Must have noticed my blood, let me assure you, it's not tasty!"
Cazador furiously glared at Astarion.
"I swear, I didn't tell him!" His tone was calm and collected, but still. He was afraid.
"I figured it out myself, you guys are not exactly masters of deception." Gale was often jarringly confident in his.... Well, everything. He thought that since he was in on some kind of secret, the vampire would spare his life.
Well, it wouldn't be smart to attack a mage.....Cazador is not the smartest, or the prettiest or nicest, but he's not attacking Gale of Waterdeep. Not that he knows who Gale, is, he hadn't left his palace in decades. "You're dismissed."
Astarion then dragged him out of the room and back to the balcony, completely ignoring his questions. This is so weird.
...
"So you can safely teleport back to your dorm? If not, I promise I'll pay for the taxi, just don't do it drunk." The vampire leaned into the railing of the balcony.
"I'll manage. I didn't have that much!" Gale adjusted his hat and awkwardly looked at Astarion, who was being eaten alive in self loathing and dread. He didn't show that, only a tiny bit of worry slipped past his walls for the wellbeing of someone he was ready to let Cazador drain dry.
"I'll trust your judgment, I was never any good at magic." They stared at each other, waiting for the other to say something.
"Is it appropriate to kiss on the first date?" Asked Gale, trying not to sink into the tiles from shame.
Astarion was about to say 'first base is missionary' but held his tounge. "Do you want to?" He asked with a grin you'd want to wipe off of him with a well balanced bitch slap.
"I do."
Astarion stepped closer, got on his tippy toes and kissed him. On the mouth. He put his hands on Gales arms, keeping him in place. Gale was still as a statue though, there was no need to hold him.
When it was over, Gale had a goofy grin on his face and got very very very red. A portal opened behind him and he slowly backed into it, feeling the vampires hand gently slide off of his arm.
"Goodbye, I'll text you."
"See you, hopefully soon."
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#baldur's gate#baldurs gate 3#bloodweave#gale of waterdeep#gale dekarios#astarion#astarion ancunin#bg3 fanfiction
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hello!! i hope you are well!! i have a bit of a time sensitive question so deepest apologies for that. but i just found out Today that i am going to be teaching college freshman starting Next Monday (8/21) and so am scrambling to pull together some stuff to get our class started off well!! im theming my class on ttrpgs so my first (probably not the last) question is - do you have any recs for ttrpgs for 3-5 players that could be run in like 10 minutes as an icebreaker? silly games would be awesome. im deep in the bible belt and theres still a Wee Bit of satanic panic here so hopefully nothing like. too dark or demon-y. if you are able to give me recs before monday i will be so forever in your debt ToT thank you!!! -psychhound
Theme: Quick Silly Games
@creacherkeeper Hello friend! I hope you find this helpful! Whipped it up in an afternoon so the summaries may be abbreviated.
ImproVeto, by Plotbunny Games.
ImproVeto is a GM-less mini storygame that lets you tell absurd, fun stories together with at least one other person. It's also a game to help you practice improvisation in collaborative storytelling and the use of the X-card and similar calibration tools for role-playing games.
Impro Veto is quick, GM-less, and doubles as an opportunity to build the idea of safety tools into a game’s mechanics. It’s basically a big game of collaborative storytelling, and players are encouraged to change the direction of the story by vetoing random elements and changing them to continue the story as they tell it. It requires no dice, and can probably be played pretty quickly if you are playing with a small group.
Clown Helsing, by Planarian.
Clowns. We've all seen them… riding their unicycles, blowing up balloons at parties, piling in garish hordes from tiny cars, waddling around in bulbous red shoes, passed out in a dumpster stinking of booze and regret. For what do these martyrs of mirth sacrifice themselves? The answer is they do it for us. Not just to fill our need for laughter and merriment, but because they defy the doom of mankind! Clowns are man's only salvation against… Vampires.
Clown Helsing played closer to an hour for me but I think if you’re putting it before the students in a less casual setting, it might speed play up quite a bit. I’d recommend a) knowing the rules really well before starting play, b) providing students with roll tables so they can quickly create a clown, and c) starting the game in the middle of the vampire fight. I’d also recommend reducing the number of Dignity boxes significantly than what is recommended in the book, especially if you, like me, are absurdly good at Rock Paper Scissors - because yes, RPS is how you solve conflicts in this game!
Theme wise, this is exactly on tone. Your clowns humiliating jerk vampires. Let the buffoonery commence!
The Goose of Grillner Grove, by Jenn Martin.
A tabletop roleplaying game for 3+ players for 15+ minutes. Play townsfolk attempting to warn a newcomer about the goose that's lived in the area for 20 years, and plagued each of you personally.
Take turns telling stories about that time when you saw the goose doing something outrageous, but don't violate the two truths of the game- the goose isn't supernatural, and the goose doesn't die- lest you be honked at by the other players.
At the end, decide if the newcomer heeds your warnings...
Anyone who has played the Untitled Goose Game is probably going to have a fun time playing this. This game will probably go longer if you have a larger number of people, but it certainly gives you a chance for people to get used to the improv side of games.
The Octopus Shipwreck Explorer, by SassWrites.
An octopus is exploring a shipwreck. The shipwreck is full of treasure, but the octopus doesn’t care. It’s looking for something else, known only to it and its eight arms. The only hitch is, each arm has its own brain! How will they all work together to survive?
One of the biggest assets of this game is that it can be played with a larger group of people. To speed this game up, you could present some options of goals for the players to choose from, and give each player one action to do before wrapping up the game.
Spin the Fishblade, by Marshall Bradshaw.
Spin the FishBlade is the GMless, diceless storygame where players control one fish with a knife by spinning a knife. It's meant for three to five players to play for one to two hours, telling an outlandish story with some stylized violence. Imagine if Finding Nemo were mixed with an action movie, like Taken, Kill Bill, or Snatch.
You can see in the description above that this Fishblade game is also a bit over the time limit but with some adjustments you might be able to at least introduce the game to folks. You could create a pre-established premise, and provide a number of items for the students to choose as loci. The tone can vary with this game, so establishing a premise that is clearly humorous in it’s intent might get you where you want to go.
Please Act Like A Human, by Eden Reese Potts.
Inspired by Octodad and sitcoms about aliens pretending to be human, you are an extraterrestrial creature with nonhuman anatomy who has crash landed on planet Earth and until you can escape, you have to blend in with the local life forms.
This game is just one page with rules, and requires a number of (different) d6’s. I think this is one of the fastest games on this list; the rules are simple, and all you really need to do is introduce an obstacle that allows each player to improvise and roll once! Octodad is pretty humorous and light, so I can see this being pretty silly!
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Another small part two for @wrecked-fuse ‘s pocketverse ~
Part 1 here ~
(also I’m putting these on ao3 so they’re easy to find.)
🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹
Steve never expected to be in a doll boutique, but his latest, high maintenance residents refused the stiff, itchy clothes that came on commercial dolls. So now he walked around with the two little ones hitching a ride in his shirt pocket.
It was odd, shopping for tiny and overpriced linen and stretchy knit fabrics. But clothes were clothes, and he kept looking around to make sure onlookers wouldn’t spot the tiny people in his pocket.
“See anything you like?” he whispered, but the replies were not helpful.
“Biwwy, is it scarwy in here?”
“The cwreeps aren’t wreal. But we’wre not tall enough for this.”
He had a point, there. These dolls were simply too big. Steve pivoted toward a section of the store which would arguably be worse: the porcelain harlequin section. But this boutique was organized by doll size, and unfortunately more clothing options went on larger dolls...
Steve sent a harmless smile to the shopkeeper, who eyeballed him suspiciously. His jacket easily covered small Billy and Steve, but their voices were not so easy to mask. Steve hoped the visible ear buds and cord hanging around his face would make anyone think the voices were from the radio.
“What the hell, Steve?”
He sighed. “Ignore the clowns. What about these overalls?”
“How do we piss in overwalls?” Billy retorted.
Steve sighed and continued along the shelves. “How about Grease lightning over here?”
“YEAH!”
“Shhhhhh, sh,” Steve panicked. “Quiet, all right? The owner already thinks I’m going to steal something.”
“Sounds fun,” Billy declared, wiggling in the pocket to get out.
Steve hastily cupped his hands around his shirtfront to catch the daredevils climbing - naked - from his pocket. He set them gently on the shelf and thankfully still had his hands up to catch the doll little Steve promptly knocked over. “Hold ‘im, Steve! I’ll get ‘is pants!”
“Guys, I can just buy the dolls and you can get dressed in the car.”
Tiny Steve paused to give that some thought, where as Billy had already removed a faux leather jacket and put it around his body. “This smells cheap.”
“It’s not real leather. Real would be too stiff with all the stitching. Is it comfy or not?”
“No,” Billy disregarded, throwing the jacket down. Then he pointed past Steve’s shoulder. “I want him.”
He glanced nervously at the shelf behind him, only to lift his eyebrows with relief. “Oh. Fighter pilot, huh?”
He brought the doll over, complete with tiny aviator sunglasses and...real rabbit fur on the bomber jacket collar. Steve groaned inwardly, Mom’s going to kill me.
But Billy’s little mouth dropped into an O of wonder when he touched the jacket. He couldn’t be bothered to take it off the doll, he just hugged the porcelain pilot tight, burying his face in the fur. “This one!”
“Okay, B. Back into the pocket. We gotta pay for it first. Steve? How you doin’?”
“I want this one,” his voice called, and Steve felt a spear of panic in his chest because he couldn’t see him. Then, right out of a horror movie, a doll shuffled across the shelf, knocking others out of the way as little Steve pushed its standing pedestal to the front.
The doll was another Grease model, but it was Danny from the beach scenes in the beginning: light blue jeans, white t-shirt, and pastel blue collared shirt.
From big Steve’s pocket, Billy critiqued, “The other one’s cooler.”
“Hey,” Steve chided softly. “You got the one you wanted. He can have the one he likes.” Then he added to little Steve as he took the doll and offered his other hand to magic carpet him back to his shirt pocket. “I think you have excellent taste.”
“Thank you, Stewie,” he sang, landing in the pocket with a solid tug on his shirt fibers.
Steve took a deep breath, his heart doing that painful pinch again. He tried to hang the discarded jacket on its doll’s shoulder before leaving, and made sure his own jacket hung over his pockets. “Miss? Do I bring the ones I want to the front or do you get them?”
The shopkeeper got a flash in her eye at the use of Miss instead of Ma’am, and came around to assist him. It didn’t get him a discount, though.
#let's get these boys dressed!#harringrove#wrecked-fuse#neonponders#smol squad#pocket!au#pocketverse#ficlet
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hi here 2 ask for ash williams being really gay w/ his bf post army of darkness. just soft shit. him being like "damn i rlly take u for granted. love u or something" ya idk im just yearning
ash williams / reader || fluff 001
“Really gave this guy what for at work today,” Ash said, tossing his car keys on the table.
"Welcome home," you replied from the couch, glancing up at him over your magazine.
He's wrestling the shirt off of his body, not even taking the time to unfasten any buttons. He's eager to peel the uniform off of his skin after a long day of stocking and taking more smoke breaks than he should. The shirt is crumpled between his fingers, and without looking, he lobs the ball of fabric in the general direction of the hamper. Only by sheer chance does he make his goal, the sleeve hanging partially out of the wire basket.
In a few ways, he was a predictable man, and you sort of liked that about him. It was nice for someone so present in your life to have some form of consistency. He walks over to the kitchen, and you can hear the opening of the fridge and the faint clinking of bottles as he acquired his after-work beer, one of his many daily rituals.
"Well, aren't you gonna ask me what happened?" He shouts, turning to look over his shoulder while rummaging through food, prompted by your lack of proper acknowledgement. You snort, knowing that he was going to tell you regardless of your response.
"Do tell," you say, perhaps a bit sarcastically, tilting your head to the side. It's evident by the quiet huff that follows, and the shutting of the fridge, along with no bottle in his hand, that he didn't find what he was looking for. Not all is lost, though, and you hear the sound of a belt being unbuckled and the rustling of denim hitting the floor. Regardless of the letdown, he struts back into the living room in nothing but his boxers with the confidence of a man about to recreate a scenario with an unnecessary amount of enthusiasm. You place your magazine on your chest, propping yourself from your horizontal position, and allow him your attention.
Ash's hands settle on his hips, and from this angle, you could see the slight glint of his top scars catching a sliver of light.
"So there I was," he starts, splaying his hands toward you, "Replenishing the plums in isle seven - and I hate isle seven. You know, the one I told you about before? With the leaky cooling vent, and a perfect view of the manager's office so you can't relax on the job?"
He mimes taking a hit off of a blunt to indicate what exact kind of relaxation he was thinking of. You stifle a laugh and furrow your eyebrows, pointing at him a pseudo-judgemental look.
"Come on," he says, looking at you incredulously. "Like you've never had fun on the clock before. Anyway, like I was saying - there I was, putting together a really fantastic fruit pyramid, and I mean really fantastic, when Mister 'I-want-a-fruit-at-the-very-bottom-of-the-pyramid' comes over and guess what?"
"He took the fruit at the very bottom of the p-"
"He took the fruit at the very bottom of the god damn pyramid. And they all came down. It was like a healthy avalanche."
Ash looks off into the distance for a moment, as if remembering the event down to the finest detail. There's an empty look in his eyes.
"And you know, this clown just started to walk away back to his shopping cart. I couldn't believe it. So you know what I did?"
He points an index towards you, quiet for a moment. Presumably to build up suspense.
"I put a hand on that guy's shoulder, and said 'Where are you going, buster? Pick. These. Up.'"
Ash's arm is extended, and his hand is clasped around the shoulder of this imaginary man. You get the feeling that he's retelling this in a slightly more heroic lens, but he seems satisfied with himself. He didn't say anything else, though, so you spoke up.
"Well? What did he say?"
"He, uh, he said 'No'. And then he went and told my supervisor that I touched him. But let me tell you, I bet he was real intimidated for a second there. Real intimidated."
"I bet he was. Did you manage to rebuild your fruit pyramid?" You're not going to be the one to shatter his ego. Not that you think that was even possible, anyhow.
"Oh, nah. I just went to go take a shit and made it someone else's problem."
"What would S-Mart do without you?"
"That's what I'm saying. Hey - did you know that we're out of beer?" He says, pointing a finger in the direction of the fridge.
"No we're not," You reply, pointing at the sweating six pack sitting on the coffee table. You'd made sure to pull it out before he got home, and were just waiting for him to notice it at this point. "Got some on the way home earlier today."
Ash stares at the six-pack that had been sitting right below his nose, and then looks at you with a baffling amount of appreciation in his eyes - the sort of fondness a rescue dog had for its owner.
He approaches you on the couch, and now he’s closer you realize that he is ridiculously sweaty. Before you get a chance to protest, he's pulled your back toward his front on the couch, and places a kiss on the top of your scalp.
"God, I take you for granted."
He threads an arm underneath your armpit and holds you closer. He places another kiss on your cheek. You turn to look at him over your shoulder, and he takes the opportunity to kiss you squarely on the mouth.
"Have I ever told you I loved you?"
"Yeah, a couple times, I think." You tease, stroking the side of his jaw with the back of your hand. "But you know how you can really show me you love me?" You continue, voice tinged with the smallest hint of promise.
"How?" Ash asks, thinking he knew where this was going.
You kiss him on the cheek. "You can pick your jeans up off of the kitchen floor."
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thinking about Charles and teammate!gf (she rly needs a name!) being all over each other when they think they’re alone in the back of a dark club after a race but one of the drivers catches them (idk who— maybe Lando? Danny?? someone who’d for sure clown them about slipping up even tho everyone already knew they’ve been fucking for months)
Charles would be annoyed at them for interrupting more than anything as his hands never left her body, too drunk and smitten with her to care that they’d been found out. he just shrugs and smiles stupidly and waves the other driver away so he can go back to kissing his hot girlfriend <3
also I love thinking abt him teaching her French, his accent does things to me so I just KNOW girly would be absolutely dripping hearing him whisper all his dirty thoughts about her in her ear when they’re working and she’s not allowed to touch him. she’d get him back for it later though and have him whimpering underneath her in his driver’s room as she makes out with him and sits on his lap, grinding softly against his cock straining in his racing suit 🤭
help I’m hyperfixating and I need more of your thoughts pleeaaseeee 🫶🏼
im so sorry i saw this when u sent it but i was at work and forgot about it n then got sick and lost it pls forgive me <33 we do need to give her a name!!
max is the one to catch them because the three of them shared a podium together and yet he’s the only one partying as such, so he’s looking for them to pull them into his drinking shenanigans. he finds them in a booth at the very back of the vip section, after searching everywhere else he goes back to the couple he saw out of the corner of his eye while leaving the section earlier, he almost convinces himself it’s not them but then the couple parts for air and she goes for his neck, and max recognizes the blissed out face of his best friend as his head tips back and he moans, and as max gets closer, he realizes that she’s grinding on his lap. he slaps his hand on the table and they jolt apart as he teases, “since when are you two going at it?” as soon as charles sees max he laughs, and just shrugs, “awhile. don’t tell.” and max looks around to the drunk drivers meandering around the club and realizes even if one of them saw, they’re probably all too drunk to realize its the two ferrari drivers getting hot and heavy, or too drunk to remember it in the morning.
charles waves him away with one hand and cups her cheek to pull her in for another kiss with his other hand and max leaves them to it, after taking a photograph of them making out so even if he gets too drunk to remember, he’ll have the photo evidence to remind him in the morning so he can tease charles about it.
he speaks french alll the time around her, not even to her but to anyone who knows french. she never knows what he’s saying so it doesn’t even matter, he’s talking about how bad his race was and she’s dripping for him, like imagine it it happens in an interview, the interviewer speaks french by chance so charles they’re using french constantly. the cameras catch her biting her lip staring straight at him with the neediest look and f1 twit goes crazy for it, like damn girl gets it, she goes crazy for charles speaking french too.
but the dirty talk really gets her, she knows it’s dirty when he leans into her ear in a back hallway and puts his hand on her waist and starts whispering in a low voice all the things he wants to do to her, he’s not even doing anything and she wants to moan for him. anytime they get out of the car, he has a reason to be close to her, pretending they’re talking about the car as he gestures at ir but he’s really saying all the positions he wants to put her in. or telling her how he’d fuck her on the car.
as soon as they have a break, she’s pulling him away to her drivers room and after making out and grinds on him until he’s ready to cum in his suit, then she’d get off on his thigh. he loves when she does that so he’d be so into it, be even more turned on and half expecting her to get on her knees and finish him off like usual, but she leaves him high and dry. later, when he finds her in her garage, she asks him how it feels to be teased?
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yapping (positive) about Activities
at some point maybe i will ask my friend to video me climbing a v3 . i have video of myself climbing a v0 or v1 but it feels weird to post it bc i was already above that level at the time .
its kind of strange for me to be excited about Sport. i was rly into cycling when I was living in fl and I'd love to go bike consistently when the weather's nice but the area i live in now has such narrow roads and way fewer bike lanes and significantly steeper hills than when i lived in fl which makes biking harder for me. I'd like have to take my bike onto the metro to commute to somewhere im not terrified of getting hit by a car
maybe ill look into that actually. i know of one specific place that would be good for that but unfortunately it's not even remotely close to me. theres gotta be something closer . in the meantime I could bike to my morning shift , tho the way back tends to be more traffic-y than the way there and the busiest road on that route doesn't have a bike lane I haaaaaate it when theres no bike lane . I gotta look for somewhere safer.
anyway bouldering has been so good for me. it's a puzzle so it keeps the adhd brain engaged while also being a physical activity that encourages me to resort to bug scuttling and mountain goat behavior and i really really like it . my endurance has gotten noticeably better and my grip strength improved a lot!! I can open way more work kids' lunch thermoses without having to put on my clown shoes and jingle over to a stronger coworker.
theres a little weights area at the climbing gym and while i dont see myself going out of my way to Lift my friend did teach me how to set myself up to learn to do pull ups!! which is very exciting because when you're not strong enough to lift your own body weight you use a big silly rubber band and that's fun ! I fear I will lose interest when the novelty wears off. but hopefully it doesnt because my arms are pretty weak and I want to be able to throw children effortlessly into the pool (if they ask me to, obviously) like my stronger coworkers
i gotta do smth about my bad posture & weak core tho :/ im not sure how useful core strength is in bouldering??? it might be and im just not at the skill level where that's relevant yet. who's to say . anyway hopefully I go tomorrow...!!
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𖣯 High as a Kite 𖣯
pairing: jonathan byers x male! reader (romantic)
summary: smoking weed takes away the feeling of loneliness by providing you with the most perfect food combinations and your best friends. jonathan tries to confess but you cant comprehend a word he says, making him embarrassed and you, wearing fuzzy llama socks, screaming in laughter.
warnings: cursing, weed, awkward but cute fluff :)
a/n: i love fluff and have such a weak heart for jonathan! also happy yule!!! not revised btw
you were always a stoner and somewhat a loner, until you met jonathan and argyle. whenever it was awkward, you would crack a joke and no one could stop laughing. its just something you picked up from high school a while back, the class clown title. you couldnt deal with emotions so getting high was comforting and you were better explaining how you feel while smoking.
while being a cool stoner, youre also oblivious as fuck. everyone notices and im pretty sure you lost most brain cells, but to jonathan you were perfect. not everything about you was perfect, definitely not, but the way you show that goofy smile really lights up the room was magical. it was a hard core crush at this point.
you were never really part of the group until last year, after all the shit that went down in hawkins. you started hanging out with argyle, liking his stoner ways and matched his energy perfectly. “we are all one with the world” and “bro think about it, we’re all just brains! i dont get why people could hate each other.” were things you said quite often while stoned.
today was the day though: to confess. jonathan was nervous, like extremely after the whole thing with nancy and the break up. it hurt him definitely but he decided it was time to actually get out there and do what he wants to do. jonathan invited you over, thinking about how to do this correctly, so he prepped himself, rehearsing the lines. all of a sudden, the doorbell rings.
“ill get it!” jonathan yells while getting off of his ass as quick as possible. his hands were pretty sweaty so he wiped it off, heading to the front door.
“whos that?” joyce says genuinely curious, but of course she rolls her eyes and puts her hand on her hip and steps in front of jonathan. “youre doing all the chores for a week if thats (y/n).” joyce smiles a cheeky grin.
the doorbell starts again, but this time being pressed on a thousand times. “IM COMING!!” joyce yells ignoring jonathan. “wait..!” he tells joyce but she ignores him. shes his mother after all, not the other way around.
once the doors open, (y/n) spins around. “heyyyy miss joyce!” she turns and looks at jonathan with the i knew it face. “uhh, want me to wait out here- nevermind its too cold..” (y/n) jogs inside and acts like its the coldest hes ever felt. jonathan just looks at him like hes an idiot. “come on, lets just go to my room” as he sighs to himself.
before they go anywhere, (y/n) whispers, “hey, bro, hey.. i got the good shit and i may have smoked half of it in my car, but i left you some!” “get your ass in the room!” jonathan mumbles in an exhausted but hushed voice, trying to get (y/n) into a room.
“uh, bye i guess miss joyce..?” “uh huh, you too (y/n)…” she gives a questioning voice with her brow raised, “dont get into any trouble!” (y/n) laughs it off and runs into the bedroom like an idiot. you can here the springs get hit on jonathans bed all the way from the door way.
jonathan gives a little grin, heading towards his room. when he gets there (y/n) is already bringing out the bong, packing it terribly since hes already high as a kite. “hey bro, you gotta check this shit out, its feisty! back i say, back!” while acting like the bag of weed is after him. jonathan laughs and sits on the bed, taking the whole bowl down in a few hits.
“what is in this (y/n)..?” jonathan starts to feel prickles in his legs and his eyes droop. “i told its good shit! i know the best people my man” (y/n) packs another bowl and starts hitting that shit like crazy.
ten minutes later, theyre starting at the ceiling, on the floor of course. jonathan looks over and catches the other guys face, its practically glowing. the guy sits up and looks towards jonathan with his eyes glazed over. “bro… what did i come over here for again..?” jonathan hesitates, “um, i dont know..” jonathan turns away thinking about the confession hes supposed to make but clearly doesnt remember what he practiced.
“damn.. you know man, you cant lie to me even if im high,” (y/n) says as he ruffles his hair and stands up, walking in circles because it “feels good” as you can quote it. “ok ok, i just have to say one thing i guess?” (y/n) stops and stares at him, while jonathan is taking in all his features, down to his beautiful eyes and.. llama socks..??
jonathan sighs, sitting up and rubbing his hands against his face. “umm, (y/n)?” “yuh?” jonathan laughs and just says, “yuh? what does that even mean mannn?” (y/n) looks at him and bursts out laughing. jonathan looks at his hands, “what was i saying?” “bro, i cant even remember what we’ve done for the past uhhh i dont know twelve minutes?” “uh huh, really specific there (y/n)..” (y/n) just grins.
(y/n) stares at the llama socks and whispers, “i think theyre watching me…” jonathan stands up, urgently, asking who is while looking outside. “…the llamas bro…” jonathan looks at him as (y/n) makes that goofy grin. that goofy grin lit up his heart and he realizes what this whole thing was about. he sits next to (y/n) and give him a shy smile.
“ok so um..” jonathan thinks for a moment before blurting out, “i think im in love with you?” (y/n) jolts up and looks at jonathan. “i dont think ive eaten anything today. should i be worried? will i die?” “did you even hear what i said?” jonathan laughs and touches the other guys hand. “i. am. in. love. with. you. does that make sense??” (y/n) just looks at jonathan then looks at his hand and then the door. “if you really love me, get me food my guy.” jonathan sits dumbfounded as (y/n) says that, wondering how he even fell in love with the guy, before laughing. “alright, deal i guess??”
jonathan goes out of his room a little embarrassed, while (y/n) was doing something wild most likely. as soon as jonathan gets back with the food, you have already made a nest out of blankets and pillows on the floor. “what…??” jonathan takes a second before speaking again, “what are you doing?” (y/n) raised his hand, telling jonathan to stop speaking.
“i made a nest and i love you too loser.” (y/n) sits on the floor in his new nest, cuddled up in a ball. jonathan was too stunned to speak. he had to think about what was happening and almost dropped the chips he had in his hand. “so, you made me get food, built a nest, and now you say you love me??” “well..” (y/n) looks around, “yes? now get in.”
jonathan sits in the “nest” and (y/n) immediately pulls jonathan towards him, while sitting quietly. “you know you should brush your hair, its starting to look like an actual nest. jonathan starts laughing and fixing his hair. “is that better?” (y/n) looks at his nest below him and then looks back at jonathan, nodding to himself. “thatll do just fine.” (y/n) soft kisses his head.
jonathan looks around at the nest and then at the bags of chips before looking back at (y/n) again. “youre smoking privileges are being revoked after this.” jonathan laughs and (y/n) gives him a knowing look. “sure thing dude.. sure thing..”
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Being Karasuno's Manager:
Manager is in the Closet
Karasuno x GN! Manager
Warnings: none
A/N: This is a pride request from Gen Z anon! I kept this request inclusive for everyone in the LGBTQIA+ community 🥰 *edit I added "cisgender and heteroromantic at the suggestion of Gen Z anon!
🏳️🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️🌈
Ok first off Karasuno is genuinely one of the most supportive teams 👏🏻
Seriously look at what they deal with everyday YN?
Poor Takeda, Ukai and Daichi are simply happy you exist 🤚🏻
They won't care about the status of your sexuality or gender identity
But still, there's a difference between knowing this to be fact and convincing our brains as such
Coming out is such a huge step in someone's life
There's literally a million ways 🤚🏻
Please I shared a status that said "I'm bisexual and proud" and everyone was like "we know Tiffany" and I was like "😐 cool 👍🏻"
However, you've decided to keep it to yourself
Now it's not that you are ashamed, oh no no
It's that you just haven't figured out exactly how to tell our bubbly bbys yet
But luckily, you have me to help YN 🙌🏻
Honestly tho, I'm actually lowkey high key really good at keeping secrets
But since I'm writing for YN here, we gotta make it a tad bit- well...
💥 DRAMATIC 💥
So let's just say you were talking to your friend about pride
It's June and we are all in Pride/Gemini season so it's a party 🥳
"So YN are you planning to go to the pride parade this weekend?"- your friend
"I mean, I hope I can! I'll have to see if the coaches need me but I think I can probably get it excused"- you
Your friend looks at you questioningly
"YN haven't you told the team your part of the LGBTQIA+ community?"- you friend asks
You sigh a little-
"Not yet, I'm not exactly sure how to say it. Like do I just say "hey guys- guess what? I'm LGBTQIA+??"- you
"I mean that would definitely be one way YN?"- a voice booms from behind you
Your eyes widen 😳
Soul 👉🏻 leaves you body
You slowly turn to see Ukai and Takeda
Ukai is just staring at you and Takeda is all like "🤪 Hi Yn!" 👇🏻
Your mouth is just gaping, like the shock is still hitting you
"You- you uhh you, uhh I ummm- I"- You
Please Takeda stops you from talking YN, you've said enough 🤚🏻
"YN you know we care about you and accept you for who you are"- Takeda
"This changes nothing YN. You are an excellent manager"- Ukai
You 👉🏻 really 🥺🥺🥺
"Of course YN but that being said, we won't say anything to the team. That's on you"- Ukai
"Won't say anything to the team about what??"- Kageyama
Of course 😐🤦♀️
Please there is always one of them lurking everywhere
"Ummm- nothing! ITS NOTHING"- Takeda 🧍♂️
Please he's nervous 😅
"Whats nothing?"- Asahi
Oh sweet Jesus did like like someone turn on the bat signal?? Is there like a Karasuno version istg 🙄
"It's nothing! YN will tell you if they want too"- Ukai
"Wait- YN will tell us what if they want to?"- Tanaka
Seriously this has got to be a joke
At this point you are just waiting for Nekoma and Fukurodani to show up because you are sure it's another training camp
"Idk YN's keeping a secret"- Kageyama
"Ohh I love secrets tell me!"- Noya
You 👉🏻🧍♂️ 😐
"Guys it's nothing, I'll tell you later"- you
"Tell us what later?"- Daichi with Suga and Ennoshita
You know those clown cars were all the clowns just keep piling out, yep that's your situation YN 🤗
"Wait- YN are you dying?"- Noya 😱😱😱
If there was a cliff, we've just basically jumped off it
No point A to B here, we go from Point A to NUCLEAR MELTDOWN
And that's all they wrote folks because it's happening and it's happening fast
"YN'S DYING???"- Asahi, probably fainting
"OMG YN DONT DIE ON US PLEASE!!"- Tanaka begging at your feet
"We have to find a cure!! We must!"- Noya
"WILL YOU DORKS SHUT UP!"- Daichi
Please it's absolutely chaos
You need to stop this YN 🤚🏻
So you decide the best way to do it is just to dive in-
"GUYS IM LGBTQIA+"- You, probably breathing heavy
"Omg is that the illness you have YN??? It sounds serious!!!"- Tanaka
🙄🙄🙄 I'm sorry you have to deal with this YN
Thoughts and prayers 🙏🏻
"Tanaka it means YN is a member of the pride community you idiot!"- Suga says yelling
"Awe YN welcome to the community"- Kiyoko says congratulating you
"You?"- you says looking at her
Come on, we all know 😏
Kiyoko 👉🏻 🏳️🌈 🤗
"So YN isn't dying?"- Asahi
"YN probably would be dead already if it was left up to you all to save them"- Tsukishima 😒
"No Asahi, I'm not dying. I'm just not heterosexual, cisgender and/or heteroromantic"- you 🤷♀️
Same YN same 💅🏼
"Oh... so like can you still play volleyball?"- Hinata, now joining in
You 👉🏻😐🙄 Yes Hinata my sexuality has nothing to do with my volleyball skills
"So what if guys hit on you YN?"- Tanaka
"We can just scream 'BACK OFF YN DOESNT LIKE MEN'"- Noya
"Please dont"- you 😐
Please Noya and Tanaka are already forming a plan
"YN we appreciate you for who you are and nothing will ever change that!"- Suga says
"Yeah YN, we'd be lost without you"- Daichi
"🥺 you guys"- you 🥲
"So YN if Oikawa hits on you will you let him down hard! And like record it for me?"- Kageyama
You 👉🏻 I'll do what I can Kags 😃
"Ain't no city boy messing with our YN!"- Tanaka
Ennoshita please 😊
🤚🏻👨🏻🦲💥
"Hey-" Tanaka, rubbing the back of his head
"You guys really are the best team"- you
"Yeah we already know that YN"- Daichi 💅🏼
"Omg YN can we come to the pride parade with you??"- Hinata
"I personally love parades"- Asahi
"Omg we can dress up like a rainbow!"- Noya
"I don't look good in Yellow"- Suga
"Hinata can be orange since he's basically already a tangerine"- Kageyama
"SHUT UP CRAPPY-YAMA"- Hinata
👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 this ensues
"YN seriously look what you did"- Daichi
You 👉🏻 🧍♂️
"I'm literally- you know what 🤚🏻"- you, going over to haul the two bbys away from each other
Aren't you glad you have the most supportive Team YN 🥰
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyu!#haikyū!!#haikyu#haikyu! pride#lgbtqia+ community#lgbtqia+#pride requests#hq pride headcannons#karasuno chaos#karasuno x you#karasuno x reader#haikyuu karasuno#karasuno manager#karasuno#daichi sawamura#sugawara koushi#asahi azumane#kageyama tobio#hinata shoyo#kiyoko shimizu#nishinoya yū#tanaka ryunosuke#tsukishima kei#karasuno x lgbtqia manager#hq lgbtqia+#lgbtqia fiction#lgbtqia community#happy pride 🌈
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Im gonna confess something kinda petty but i have some dumb beef with The Amazing Digital Circus.
Its not because i disliked the pilot or anything, i LOVED it and im excited to see more of it. Also the creators seems like really sweet people so i hope they get all the support in the world and the proyect is successful.
My problem, is that the concept of the show is very similar to a personal proyect that i have, and now i know that when i reveal it to the internet people will acuse me of "copying" the digital circus:
It is also placed in a mysterious circus, it has the protagonist being the newest person on the circus and wants to investigate it to discover all its secrets, it has a character with an old doll aesthetic, it has also 2 Jester themed characters, and it has something similar to the "abstractions", a black liquid with eyes that is leaking from different parts of the circus and its supposed to represent something.
It doesnt help the fact that the way i design characters is similar to Goosework's way to design, round faces with extremely cartoony proportions, i have like 3 different characters that looks like Pomni.
Just to clarify that im not acusing Goosework of plagirizing my work, of course she didnt, its just a very unfortunate coincidence lol.
I remember while watching the pilot i had to pause the part where they found Kaufmo abstaracted and had to think "shit, now i have to modify the worldbuilding of my proyect or esle 13yos on tiktok are going to be on my ass about how i plagiarised Goosework".
Im not gonna negate that my proyect is inspired by other pieces of media, but Digital Circus isnt one of them cuz i had the concept planned since 2018.
It would not bother me if it was compared to other things, but omg i just know that people will acusing it of being a gross copy of some things and Digital Circus will def be one of them.
No hate to Goose or her proyects, but now im kinda, just a little bit resentful of the amazing digital circus, but i still love the proyect and im gonna wait for more espisodes.
Im gonna make some small modifications on my proyect so it doesnt get annoying comments about how i should "give credits for the inspiration" to Goose.
Hey, that's an extremely valid reason to feel bitter towards Digital Circus! I would too!
Here's hoping your thing takes off in spite of this little hurdle. The world's a clown car and there's plenty of room for multiple circuses in there.
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pit babe ep 10 stray thoughts
- did everyone already live with alan or did he decorate to accommodate sharing the space with found family just in case 🥺
- winners loser ass he’s gonna start shit isn’t he
- northsonic coming in trying to be a voice of reason is so funny like skdjdkskdjj
- oh shit babe thinks charlie doesn’t trust him his self worth taking hit after hit in the second half of this show
- the single woman in this series holding an umbrella for winner
- oh god this is when it happens isn’t it
- the guitar riffs here hit
- the racing scene here is dope as fuck like
-NAURRRRRRRR
- BABES POWERS COMKNG A CL EIEKWrkrkkrkrkd REVEAL OF ALL TIME IM SCFEAMIG I CANT I NEED A MIMUGE HOLY FUCK
- it’s joeber…..
- he’s still warm… oh god i need to lay down…
- tony you’re done you’re washed up you’re a loser your snacks weren’t even that slayful your trees hate you your little drinks are atrocious you will die a broke bitch
- i’ve gotten found family hurt/comfort but at what cost
- babe grieving by looking like he’s physically sick is kinda killing me
- the “i don’t want my senses back. i don’t want anything back” i- pack it up i can’t do this anymore fukkkkk
- STOP WITH THE DLASHBACKS I CNA T FO THIS ENOUGH
- the gloves…. i’m about to shut this off and not turn it back on. i’m so serious YOU WILL ALWAYS BE SPECIAL TO ME AND WHAT IF IM INSANE
- i know this is a scheme but damn
- they got my boy in a collared shirt, it’s bad for him
- babe looks so tiny without his jackets im gonna scream. keep the gloves babe please just do it please
- it’s taken me 20 minutes to watch this scene i keep zoning out and getting lost…. charlie come back i can’t keep living like this
- saddest ep of tv since succession funeral i swear
- “i won’t let you go back to the cave again. can you let me take care of you” i can’t do this anymore
- kim is such a wild character like the plots favorite punching bag fr
- the alanjeff convo i will not be commenting THEY KISSED IM WHAT
- i need a minute alanjeff have me feeling all tingly
- hold on a second did alan only invite the clowns to stay with him or were the other crew members also invited
- sonic and north bullying alan is my fav
- aww the garage is lonely
- babe on the floor in a fetal position this scene is gonna destroy me
- babe about to enter his nont era and i open a reckless investigation to grieve. period babe get his ass
- oh shit he’s beating the shit out of way joe damn. screaming crying resorting violence… it’s giving nont
- it was dean wasn’t it. dean bro shut up “just cause he died” im yeah tf are they supposed to do get on with racing??? sounds like the words of someone who sabotaged charlie’s car 🤨
- DEAN YOU LITTLE BITCH
- AH THE HAMMER?!!?!
- i’m so obsessed with alan starting to whale on dean and north skipping after him to help like kakdkdjdjjf i love him
- oh… oh this is… i’m actually sad for him oh shit
hahah this episode was so fun guys really got the blood pumping
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