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zooone · 2 years

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after Wilburs last lore stream i have rounded out my character fully and completed her story as well (ps , i don't write romance . i write HEAVY ANGST and this is only a snippet of my oc's full story , btw my oc is fairly young shes somewhat apart of the crimeboys duo..... you'll see what i mean~)

laughing and chattering consumed the air whilst birds chirped in the background.

"WILBUR!"..

"WILBUR!!!!!" Tommy yelled enthusiastically

"YESS??!" Wilbur returned , full of his shit whilst breaking concrete.

"yES! i understand ittt!" Tommy simply returned not a care in the world

" okay,,what do we say when we encounter a police officer ?"wilbur questioned with a playful smile .

" when we see a police officer we sayy....."

" A CRAB!!" both //Name// and tommy said in unison

while wilbur started quietly giggling to himself ....

" ACAB !" Wilbur corrected

"ohh" //Name// said in realization

"Acab?..thats ehhh" tommy tailed off

"Yes! yes ! thats it " wilburr said in a cheerful tone

"Wilbur your like my big big big brother wilbur I'll follow /jesus// you! ill follow look!" Tommy said

"yes yes i know" Wilbur said picking up the concrete

" and im just here" said //name// in a singsong voice trying to dry her long hair in the sun

"unfortunately I've gathered that look- by the way tommy I've been thinking.."

"MMMMMHHH OOHOHO me too about girls big girls-"

"Oh ive been thinking about our hotdog business."

"Is it.. hey hey come with me , should we rename it to the hot woman business , and we got lots of women !//no//and we get them //no// and we put the in a van! //TOMMY!//"

"I just really like the idea you said earlier !"

"Oh the blaze rod shitting one?! where we shit out blaze rods!!"

"okay i liked ..look tommy!TOMMY TOMMY!"

"Yes?"

" i liked the idea, but its was more about naming this place , and making it into a country!'

"Wait! REALLY?" //name// said enthusiastically

"oh the l'manburg one?"

"yeah! the L'mangburg one, jt has a really good ring to it man!"

"do you really think so i? i thought it might of been a little bit weird"

"i liked it it sounds nice!"

"no i ..yeah.. i think we go ahead with it"

"this isn't a silly river tale to me anymore it's got a name its got a story!.. it's.. it's L'mangburg and to me it's you two "

"do you really mean that?"

"aye wills gone soft!"//pffttt-//

"Mhm" willbur starred down at //name// in mock disappointment

"NO ONE ELSE CAN TAKE THIS PLACE FROM US NO ONE YOU KNOW WHAT? I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM!!"

"Hey NO ONE, no one! i will not let anyone ruin this even if it kills me"

"i swear to God if i let it get ruined ill die on purpose even if i could stop it."

"okay! let's make official , next time i see dream im gonna go hard on him im gonna demand independence!im gonna fuck him up!

what do you say?"

"You know what i say wilbur ! i say L'manburg for ever !"

"L'mangburg for ever!"

"an extension of you! " "an extension of my big willy" "PFFTTT-"

"OH MY GOD- pffttt- im in as long as you don't forget about me "

//names// young voice fading into the distance..

" hello Tommy //SHUT UP//, what are you doing out here its freezing?" //ghost!names// ghostly form moved closer to tommy but kept distance still.

"oh im waiting for Wilbur , he's uh talking with phill"

" i see."

as if on cue the door opened , after some bickering and confusioned expressions //g!name// knew how to read on the spot they left after apologizing to technoblade. . .

" why is he apologizing phill?"

"he wants too , make up for what he's done as far as he told me , he's apologizing to everyone here that he's hurt"

"i see"... the red painted smile on they're ghostly porcelain face as a substitute for a mouth to give some expression to apathetic appearance done by they're more angered counterpart, driped a single drop , which if the painting was resent would not be odd , except it wasn't.

" guess they forgot about me."

revival . . .

such a rush after 50 years in limbo.

the butterflies that act apon me as second eyes and whisper theories and facts about the lives others tell me about alot I've missed,

the ghostly version of myself is permanently gone .

just as i was revived during dreams escape my limbo was collapsing into eternal nothingness...melting away and it took them with it

I've been planning , really more day dreaming .. about killing said dream.

it would be easy if im being honest , the only thing thats been keeping me down is empathy , now thats been long removed from me .

i plan to kill him the same way he killed me , ane i plan on doing it as slowly as possible.

i don't care if he comes back or not . all i need is a life for a life.

after all you take and then give right?

as for will

i already knew he forgot about me. same with tom.

he said he wanted to apologize to everyone .... but he completely and utterly forgot me ..

thats okay . im used to it .

it's happened more times than you realize

name off anyone from this godforsaken server and I'll tell ya7

i always tried to make them happy, to make them scream in joy !

but nothing was enough

so why not make them scream in agony.

and if they say its not fair.

i simply thank them for being the best teachers !

and I'll give them something to remember.

how did i do this idk its 2 in the morning.

LITERALLY QUAKING IN MY BOOTS ONGKGKCC THIS IS SO COOLLLKJJBNNN

#asks #mutuals!#sarcastics! <3 #long post

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anysathyrah · 2 years

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220804 all the bright places

I am on a trip back to memory lane. haha not really, what I mean by that is that, I am rewatching netflix movies that I have watched before. the reason for this well... 1) it's almost exam week - like always, procastinating anis... 2) I've watched purple hearts, which to me, it wasn't exactly.... good? but I don't know? it does not live up to my expectations. so from there, I started to retrace back the netflix movies that I watched before, BECAUSE I did not remember the last time I felt good about movies. (does my taste has gone too high?)

anyways, I re-download some movies and one of them was this: all the bright places. ahhh this one. this movie left me with lingering feelings.

All The Bright Places was a novel adaption.. I think.... and I watched it during the MCO period last two years (2020), perhaps a few days after it got released. I remember watching it in the dark, alone, with colas and ghost pepper ramen skskksks~ I'm not sure if I cried because of the ramen or the story, for the most part of the movie, but the peak got me crying like hell.

what do I want to say about this movie.... that it deserved a post from me?

well.. let me think over a meal

*goes and cook ramen*

*comesk back with two packets of Mi Sedap*

ahhhh where were we???? ohh yess all the bright places!

I'm not eloquent like before, so I'm not sure how to describe this, but it's like what I imagined, and the character's struggles I like em so much! Violet and Finch, their names. I found their stories very intriguing and somehow related. I mean, not the sensitive matters of course. suicide and stuff. I mean, I understand Violet's frustration and possibly gulit, when Finch helped her a lot in her despair but she couldn't seem to return the favour because Finch doesn't allow. I wish they could save each other... honestly.

I don't know! I might come back to reiterate my interpretation but that netflix movie really moved me. (and they don't do such movies like that anymore) or maybe wait, you can't really say netflix movie, no? it's an adaption, right?

I did say I want to rewatch it, but I havent's reach the 10-min mark yet hahha.

*changing topic*

another note, I've been thinking about this tumblr. I had this blog(?) for the purpose of rewriting my feelings, which I also do on a journal (I had my writing journals too) but I kept switching from one platform to another and the stories of my life (blerghhh) has been scattered around. I also have been writing future letters on the internet so it reached my email at certain time, like a year or 5 years later. (I WRITE ON SO MANY PLATFORMS) so.... I've been thinking to stick to one platform.

but you know, writing and typing has different feel to it, yknow~ I liked my blog. it has traces of my high school days.

hmmm.... I don't know la~ I'll see to it later~

that's all for today!!! see ya soon (hopefully)

#all the bright places #sweet #ramen #see #you #later

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nhkamira · 3 years

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MY SPRING 2021 ANIME WATCHLIST🌼🌈✨

Spring is officially starting and what a marvelous season we have ahead. Full of great anime continuations and some news that I’m really looking forward to. Since I post practically every review (only Horimiya left) here I present you my Spring 2021 watchlist:

1. Boku no Hero Academia 5th Season (27/03). Can y’all hear me screaming?😭 Finally, our heroes are back and I couldn’t be more excited. Many friends told me this season would be really amazing and I can’t wait! Bones studio is still in charge of the series so we will continue having a great animation. Genres: Action, Comedy, Super Power, School, Shounen.

2. Koi to Yobu ni wa Kimochi Warui (29/03). A strange encounter spurs the meeting of Amakusa Ryou, a high spec businessman, and his high school sister's best friend, Arima Ichika. From there, he falls madly in love and tries to approach her, while she responds simply disgusted, insulting him without hesitation. Can this be a nice shoujo anime? We’ll see. Studio Nomad is doing the work, I haven’t seen their previous work but the trailer animation looks nice. Genres: Comedy, Romance.

3. Jouran: The Princess of Snow and Blood (31/03). An original and first series by Bakken Records. Set in alternate history Japan in 1931 the anime will follow the activities of "Nue," an organization of shogunate executioners who enforce the government. The dissident organization Kuchinawa strives to overthrow the administration, while the Nue of the Tokugawa regime, which was entrusted with its extermination, is in conflict. Sawa Yukimura, whose family was killed when she was young, continues to search for Janome, the executioner of the Nue. I don’t usually enjoy historical anime but hopefully, this would be good. Genres: Action, Historical, Supernatural.

4. Shaman King - 2021 (1/04). Can believe this actually got a remake, which I’m really really excited for. In a brief, Shamans are extraordinary individuals with the ability to communicate with ghosts, spirits, and gods. To life circumstances You befriends Manta due to his ability to see spirits, they set out to accomplish You's goal of becoming the next Shaman King. Studio Bridge is in charge, the ones behind my all-time favorite “Fairy Tail” ^^. Genres: Action, Adventure, Supernatural, Comedy, Shounen.

5. Mashiro no Oto (3/04). Lowkey I’m expecting this to be as good as “Kono Oto Tomare. Shin-Ei Animation is the studio behind this and they’ve worked in the Doraemon and Shin-chan movies. The story follows Sawamura Setsu, since their grandfather's death, he dropped out of high school, moved to Tokyo, and has been drifting, not knowing what to do besides playing his Shamisen. That's when his successful and rich mother, Umeko, storms into his life and tries to shape Setsu up. She enrolls him back into high school, but little does Setsu know that he is about to rediscover his passion for Shamisen. Genres: Music, Drama, School.

6. Hige wo Soru. Soshite Joshikousei wo Hirou (5/04). Project no.9 the studio of Jaku-chara is bringing a more dramatic story this season. Office worker Yoshida has been crushing on his coworker, Airi Gotou, for five years. Despite finally scoring a date with her, his confession is promptly rejected. Drunk and disappointed, he stumbles home, only to find a high school girl sitting on the side of the road. The girl, needing a place to stay the night, attempts to seduce Yoshida. Despite rejecting her advances, he nevertheless invites her into his apartment. Genres: Drama, Romance

7. Fruits Basket: The Final (6/04). If I started talking about this anime and how excited I am I will never stop talking. I’m ready to cry, get flustered, angry, and be happy. I’m sad but at the same time happy that the story is ending I’m dying to see the zodiac members at least feeling peaceful. Genres: Slice of Life, Drama, Romance, Shoujo, Comedy, Supernatural.

8. Shadows House (11/04). CloverWorks is doing this one and it would probably be beautifully animated. The story is about faceless shadow nobles living in a vast mansion, attended by living dolls who spend much of their time cleaning up the soot endlessly emitted by their mysterious masters. It's not horror but I like the creepy vibe. Hope is good. Genres: Slice of Life, Supernatural, Seinen.

9. Edens Zero (11/04). My Fairy Tail heart is singing of joy. J.C.Staff is animating the series so we know it would be good. Ever since the manga came out I started immediately. It’s really good so I hope people enjoy it without being too critical about the resembles of Fairy Tail. Here is a brief: At Granbell Kingdom, an abandoned amusement park, Shiki has lived his entire life among machines. But one day, Rebecca and her cat companion Happy appear at the park's front gates. Little do these newcomers know that this is the first human contact Granbell has had in a hundred years! As Shiki stumbles his way into making new friends, his former neighbors stir at an opportunity for a robo-rebellion… And when his old homeland becomes too dangerous, Shiki must join Rebecca and Happy on their spaceship and escape into the boundless cosmos. Genres: Action, Sci-Fi, Adventure, Shounen

10. Tokyo Revengers (11/04). I really don’t know what to expect from this since LIDENFILMS has done some pretty awful or uninteresting works, but the trailer looked very cool. Our mc is Takemichi Hanagaki, his life is at an all-time low. Just when he thought it couldn't get worse, he finds out that Hinata Tachibana, his ex-girlfriend, was murdered by the Tokyo Manji Gang: a group of vicious criminals that has been disturbing society's peace for quite some time. Wondering where it all went wrong, Takemichi suddenly finds himself traveling through time, ending up 12 years in the past—when he was still in a relationship with Hinata. Realizing he has a chance to save her, Takemichi resolves to infiltrate the Tokyo Manji Gang and climb the ranks in order to rewrite the future and save Hinata from her tragic fate. Genres: Action, Drama, School, Shounen.

11. Fumetsu no Anata e (12/04). I think this is the most expected new anime for this season, and one of the most visually beautiful this season. Follows the story of It, a mysterious immortal being, is sent to the Earth with no emotions nor identity. However, It is able to take the shape of those around that have a strong impetus. Acquiring the form of a boy, It sets off on a never-ending journey, in search of new experiences, places, and people. Genres: Adventure, Supernatural, Drama, Shounen.

12. Marimashita! Iruka-kun 2nd Season (17/04). Yes yes yess. So we finally are going to find out what happened to Iruma-chi at the end of the first season. I’m really excited to see everyone again ^^ if you haven’t seen season 1 I invite you to do it and you can also read my review under this anime hashtag ^^ Genres: Comedy, Demons, Supernatural, School, Fantasy.

This season looks very promising!

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withoneheadlight · 3 years

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Fic Writer Questions

I was tagged by @neonponders, thank you so much, love! 🔅🔅🔅💓💓

How many works do you have on AO3?

I have a few accounts? xD I’ve got 23 in the one I’m using now, but it's all very tiny.

What’s your total AO3 wordcount?

54,159

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

mmmm…

Game of Thrones

Supernatural

Teen Wolf

Harry potter

Pacific rim

Stranger Things

And a few minor fandoms

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

‘That’s how you close an open wound’ | ‘Kinda wanna make us happen’ | ‘It burns in my tongue’ | ‘The Buckley-Hargrove dilemma’ | ‘Forget the paths written in the palm of your hand’

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I always, always try to. Sometimes It might take me a little while to get to things but I try to never forget to answer. I honestly appreciate the effort it takes to leave a comment or a note or tags in a reblog, and I also try to always answer to those. I think it’s important to show to that person how much it means to you that they’ve taken the time to reach out. Because it is so important to the writer. So important it can even be determinant for us to keep on writing.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Uff. It was a Ned/Robert, for Game of Thrones (more like Asoiaf). And I basically cried the whole time. I still do, when I re-read it. I managed to actually capture something, in that one.

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve ever written?

Sometimes? I wrote a Supernatural/Lost Boys thing back in the day that’s still 2? 3? Chapters from being finished? Hopefully one day. And I have not as much a crossover as an ‘inspired on’ the Goonies universe Teen Wolf fic where Derek and Stiles go to Stiles’ mom natal town to investigate a polish ghost pirate ship while falling in love. And a tiny harringrove /Men in Black au where Agent S and Agent B end up paired with a demo-puppy.

Wich one's the craziest, I honestly don't know. All of them feel pretty ??? to me! xD

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yeh, a few times. Basically just bc of writing m|m, of bc my 'awful writing' or for catboy!Steve xD.

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yep. I’ve always considered myself more smut writer than anything else. Now I guess I’m a smut writer with pretensions xD. (Truth be told, when I started writing I didn't imagine I would be capable of writing anything more than that). So I wasn’t actyally writing that much smut when I landed on harringrove. I was more focused on the pretensions (aka the gosh pirate ship fic). But harringrove and their chemistry hit me hard, I literally put aside everything else and started writing them like crazy, including lots of smut bc hfahfsafhfhsifhs. Another reason is that it’s hard for me to keep other kinds of stories short, but smut not that much (I get an idea for an slightly emotionally charged scene I like and I suddenly feel the need to write 10k for it minimum). So I focused more on smutty stuff when I jumped into this language, as a way to have something finished on my hands, feel like I was making some kind of progress (BUT ALSO: THE CHEMISTRY).

And I guess my smut comes in diametric opposites, or at least that’s how I perceive it. Plain, straightforward smut, or heavily (in my head, at least) emotional smut. I’M IN LOVE WITH the way we can use touch and slow pace and physical sensations and glances to enhance what we’re saying about emotions in a sexual scene.

Also, and contradictorily, smut is so hard to write sometimes for me! So another good thing is that when I finish one smutty story I suddenly feel like a can write anything! Haha.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yeh. A few times. Both Sterek oneshots :(.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yess! <3<3<3< To Chinese and Russian and English and I <3<3<3<3<3<3<33<3<3<3<

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Was about two once, with a friend. But sadly both out lives became real busy, so didn’t. To be honest, I don’t think I’ll be cut for it, but I wanted to test it.

What’s your all time favorite ship?

The last ship I land on always feels like my fav to me. But it might be true in this case. Bc yeah, harringrove.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Ufff, too many.

What are your writing strengths?

Uh. Eh. Well. I hopeguess sometimes it sounds good? I can’t control that in eng as much as i do in spa bc I don’t have any real knowledge of the phonology but, well. I try. And that’s one of the aspects I put more thought/work into because I LOVE that.

Sometimes I like my dialogue and sometimes I like my pacing/rhythm. Sometimes I feel like I’ve managed to convey/describe one feeling the way I wanted to.

I dunno. I try to keep my head in a the ‘get the work done’ space not as much as in the ‘is good’. Not easy but, again, try is the key word in here.

I rely a lot in the editing process but I think I’m actually good at that. At least, when I finish, I like the prettified version way more than the ‘raw’ one.

What are your writing weaknesses?

My writing reads the same way my brain works: in a cluttered, messy way. And I don’t like it but. I feel like I can’t change it. Can control it, sometimes. I manage to keep the ‘too much’ at bay but other times it just wins me. I also keep rolling my eyes at how sticky-sweet I can get and despise the way I keep repeating formulas and sentence structures (I feel you @neonponders ) but. Ugh. They just. Happen? Gah.

But! I actually feel more at peace with all that than it might look like xD. ‘Cause the alternatives is not writing and that I cannot do so 🤷‍♂️

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Ahhh, I LOVE IT! Started doing it with the kegboys, basically to treat myself XD, and I’ve got it in a few wips and also in this dumb thing I wrote. I think it’s fun, and it also adds certain feeling of expansion to the world the characters live in, helps us remember there’s more (people, places, types of lives and ways of communicating and meanings) aside from the ones represented in the scene/wholeness of the story. I’m aware that too much can be confusing and tiring for the reader, but not more than a bit is needed, really. Also, can be used to induce some fun misunderstandings xD.

What was the first fandom you ever wrote for?

Some fantasy book series I was reading at the moment, during my ‘epic fantasy’ phase xD.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Probably one supernatural fic I wrote ages ago. It isn’t particularly well written or anything. But was one of the first longer-ish things I wrote. And I still feel proud about that one. And I always felt so happy writing Theon Greyjoy, so I really love the things I wrote for him. And the ship fic, again, if I ever finish it! Except I feel like I can’t stop writing harringrove.

I’m tagging! @memes-saved-me @edith-moonshadow @disdaidal @dyingontheharringrovehill @wherearetheplums @c0bblenygma @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger @pretty-bratty @ghostofjellyfishforgotten

#tagged!!!#thanks neonponders 💖💖💖💖💖#this was fun #withoneheadlight

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crows-murder · 3 years

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pulls out megaphone HELLO TELL ME ABT THE OCS BBY HIT ME W IT IM READY

ALRIGHT YESS

I have so many ocs and not all of them really belong to a story. Some of them just kinda exist and wait for me to write them a story iscklvlb

BUT im gonna talk about the ones WITH a story. Actually, im gonna talk about my side character OCs bc I havent really talked about them and thst is a crime. I love them so much

Starting off, we've got Andrea. She's 18 and she's the half sister of my OC Noah (who is an MC). She the responsible older sister of everyone. She doesn't have a big role in the first book but in the second, she's the mother hen. She's bi. She's also athletic and is on the track team. She wants to study sociology in college.

Next is Carmen. If light academia was a person basically. Shes 21 and she's Noah's older sister (Noah is 14. He has a 9 y/o lil sis named Julieta). She kinda wants to do her own thing and doesn't want to become a guardian bc it would mean being forced to stay in one place forever. She needs to move and to be free and do her own thing. She's currently been traveling the world for the past two and a half years. Her father disappeared two years ago and she didn't come home when her mother told her to come back so they're not on the best of terms currently rip. And she does get kidnapped by the same evil faeries who kidnapped her father and no one knows bc she's kind of been ghosting everyone ripppp. She's pretty introverted and loves the smell of old books and LOVES bookstores. LOVES them.

Emeline (Ema) is the half sister of the twins. She's 16 and her dad is an opera singer. Her dad and the twins' mom have been married for 4 years or so. Before then, her dad raised her alone. Her hair is dyed pastel pink and she's got a lot of piercings in her ears. She's also pretty introverted but makes friends pretty easily (albeit awkwardly LMAO)

And finally. Hilde. (I saved her for last bc cw: talk of child soldiers (its only mentioned)) Her story is. Its probably the most traumatic out of all of them ajfklglglg. Shes super pale (pale skin, hair a really pale blond, eyes a pale blue). She's 18 and was adopted by Charlie and Cece's parents when she was 12. Her parents accidentally traveled from Sweden, Earth, to Flador, a kingdom in liandron (parallel world to earth), and she was born there a few years later. When she was 9, faeries came to the village and took all the human children and killed the other humans and the kids were trained as soldiers to fight in their war against the other countries of liandron. Hilde managed to run away, a guardian found her (grandpa of the twins) and took her back with him and she grew up with the twins and was legally adopted by their parents. Now she's 18 and has sworn to be the twins' protector

ASK ME ABOUT MY OCS

#my ocs #A new tag adjkflvl #im gonna need it i love ranting about my ocs #my darlings #my poor little meow meows #ask #ghost writes

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jilljoycearts · 4 years

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YOU MADE ME DO IT I'M IN AGONY AND MIGHT NOT READ YOUR RESPONSE BECAUSE I'M SCAAAAAAARED

Feel free to skip a few I'm overenthusiastic thinking of trios in Enderal

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9. Snug, marry, kill

-> The Forgotten Stories Trio

Tharaêl, Dijaam, Esme

-> The Main platonic and/or romantic Relationships (imho)

Tharaêl, Jespar, Calia

-> Easy peasy maybe? The Emissaries besides the Prophetess (asking you about Siri feels wrong lol)

Tealor, Coarek, Yuslan

-> Iconic Vendors

Fresh and Tasty Bread, huh no I just place them out for you to look at, my wares it is you want to see I promise you they bring you glee

-> Dust pit adversaries (I want to write Tharaêl again because technically true hngpf)

The Twins (double trouble with two handed hammerss), Tamas Sha'Gar (first fight with the 4 people free for all, he was the one with bow and fire arrows), Raga Shadowclaw (lycanthrope)

-> more "cuddle once, have as a pet, abandon (give to a loving person to take care of)"

Whirlwind (Donkey), Standard Brown horse (not Svart), Cuthbert (the dead (& kinky) mini pig of Maxus Tabaccus, the summoned form not alive one of him)

-> The Big Baddies

The Father, Daddy, Ketaron Dal'Geyss (Rynéus' Father)

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I'm a big indecisive softy so I couldn't answer any of those. Last one clearly indicates a certain **theme** in the game 🤔

Long ask - long answer! Like, very long. The following is based on my personal opinions, visions of characters, marriage, human behaviour etc etc, and I’m fine if you disagree with me. Also, warning - adult topics.

Okay, the input info:

- I think for myself, not for my prophetess (what I am: mid twenties female who values personal space in a relationship the most). - I don’t turn it into modern au. - This is “fuck/marry/kill”, not “snug/marry/kill” (I believe it’s implied, but still, ADULT TOPICS AHEAD) - For me(for this game) marriage is a combo of the first of our wonderful three-positions list, the lack of wish to implement the third and commitment. If optimistic – even fruitful coexistence. I keep in mind marriage is stability and all. - “Kill” is mostly “off the table” for those characters I can’t see fitting for any of the first two positions. That doesn’t mean I want to kill them, except I specifically state so.

1. Tharaêl, Jespar, Calia Starting with the hardest one.I’m telling bye to Calia, alas. She’s too lawful, and I’d be very grey morality-wise if put to their realities. Besides, she has these sub vibes and I agree with opinions she might be very dom when it comes to intimacy, but her whole sadness aura is not for me. I don’t want to deal with it if I don’t have to. Jespar: we know what he thinks of any relationship - “as long as I feel like it - I’m here for it, else - adiós” and it’s pretty common for our world, but as we’re in a medieval and religious community, I believe open relationship is not common at all. I am thinking about marriage possibilities here, yes. He wouldn’t like the idea – it involves commitment. And I assume he’s the closest to me personality-wise, so we could be close friends, but I *want* commitment. Whether the relationship hits low or we’re doing pretty good – I want my spouse to be with me. Jespar is known for running away when things get bad. So yeah, he stays just for one night. And it seems I have to marry Tharael. Well… He’s very ESTJ, but I don’t mind if he takes care of, welp, everything. Pros: his understanding of “family” is quite classic to our world as well. Remember what he says in the Refuge - “no one will have to mourn me - no widow, no children, no friends”. So in his head he tried to fit the roles of a husband and a father(still can’t see how he’s capable of it, but he definitely gave it some thinking). Family for him = wife and kids. He acknowledges and accepts the commitment. Besides, he seems to be very responsible and reliable. He also tries to be rational, sometimes he even manages. And, as I see the Rhalata as a military formation, having spent 8 years there, he is very straightforward and strict/precise/exact (pick the right word). If something’s being said – rarely hidden context is implied. It makes communication much easier. Cons: he is explosive and I have strong suspicions he might be of jealous type. It is manageable, though. Especially if you set a list of rules together what is acceptable and what needs further explanations. He’s used to living following rules, so give him new ones and he’ll feel more confident. But careful, as it may play against you. Been there done that. Rules are cool as long as they’re acceptably flexible and you’re not trying to find how to cheat and break them.

But out of these three, he is the husband material, at least for me. I’m not mentioning any intimacy above, as it would break the game for Tharael at all. But if elaborating – I don’t even know how you would drag him to your bedroom when he’s aware what he is and absolutely not aware what this new “shell” may produce as kids, if it is capable of it at all. So I politely ignore this fact. (In my otp it works as I headcanon the prophet can’t have children)

2. Tharaêl, Dijaam, Esme Why I would marry Esme: she *is* commitment. She cares a lot for a person she’s close to. She cares even after their relationship is not a thing anymore. I love this personality trait, and I’d like to see it in a potential spouse. I’m not sure what kind of relationship she prefers tho, if it’s open like Jespar wants them to be, I start doubting and think of picking Tharael again(not telling Tharael doesn’t care as much; in fact, he cares more). If not an open relationship – Esme is “lighter” than him, but also much more naive. But it’s okay, I can be oversuspicious for the both of us. So, marry Esme. And sorry, Dijaam, I have to kill you as I like Tharael more 🤷🏻‍♀️

3. Tealor, Coarek, Yuslan Ah, tricky. Yuslan once had a family – he’s capable of it, they were happy, so I’d pick him for marriage. I know how Qyranian people handle families and marriage, and poly relationships are definitely not my thing, but what he had was very “classy”, so I’m good.Tealor failed to have a family. He barely tried at all. Taranor – the lore never mentioned anything about any love interests. I guess not much difference here picking who to fuck and who to kill. I just pick what looks better, so… kill Tealor.

4. “Iconic Vendors Fresh and Tasty Bread, huh no I just place them out for you to look at, my wares it is you want to see I promise you they bring you glee” I barely trade in the game, I hoard everything😅 I know the first one is Marita, the second phrase is not unique to just one character and the last one I simply can’t remember. But I don’t want to do anything with the mean trader, so I kill him. Marita will be my friend.

5. “Dust pit adversaries (I want to write Tharaêl again because technically true hngpf)The Twins (double trouble with two handed hammerss), Tamas Sha'Gar (first fight with the 4 people free for all, he was the one with bow and fire arrows), Raga Shadowclaw (lycanthrope)” Ehhhh we don’t have any personalities here, so I can’t really pick anyone. KILL ALL!

6. “more "cuddle once, have as a pet, abandon (give to a loving person to take care of)"Whirlwind (Donkey), Standard Brown horse (not Svart), Cuthbert (the dead (& kinky) mini pig of Maxus Tabaccus, the summoned form not alive one of him)” I’m keeping the ghost pig as it’s somewhat intelligent, doesn’t need food and grooming and takes care of itself in general. If given the choice, I wouldn’t pick anything. Commitment, commitment… As for the other two hoofed frens, no difference really. I’d patpat both, but I don’t want to own a pet.

7. The Father, Daddy, Ketaron Dal'Geyss (Rynéus' Father) Ahh yess daddy issues :D It’s actually simple for me. Daddy I would kill. Huge no. No-no-no. Firstly, he’s a father figure (and you associate yourself with the prophet), so no “snug”, no marriage, no anything. Kill him and that’s all. Ketaron I have to pick for just one night as I don’t see it possible for me to survive under the same roof with this shitty person… So I marry the Father. Nothing physical and it won’t be much I would have to contribute to this relationship but it would be interesting to learn new things, at least. Still, I can see it as “I don’t bother you with your business, you don’t bother me, we just coexist without hate and sometimes I ask dumb questions” That’s all. And no, I won’t try to change anything about the Father. I’d better prefer to avoid any contacts. Serious questions here, being put into a position of spouse would make me shave my head or not 🤔

#enderal #joycereplies #tag for headcanons #text goes brrrr #its late night and I fell ill but Im at my pc working on comms now - bf got corona symptoms and I might be next so I have to finish my comms #havent proofread the text above

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froginsoup · 4 years

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noah has been my fav since his first line there was also one line in trb that was something like ‘noah’s hands belonged fewer places than most peoples’ or something like that idk i don’t feel like checking but i really felt that line and related to him super hard for the rest of the books and especially this sadness about losing who he used to be and the fear of being forgotten (which made the end of his story hurt so much :((() anyway, i love that ghost boy 🖤

yess, i love noah so much but he makes me sad too. i know what line you are talking about and it hits you right in the feelings :( he truly deserved better, poor bby

#asks #thank you<3 #trc #the raven cycle

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sherlollydramoine · 4 years

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Take It Out On Me

This is a song fic inspired by Florida Georgia Line’s “Take It Out On Me”. I highly suggest you listen to the song first before you read this fic, as the contents of the song will help give more context for this story, though it isn’t a requirement. Here’s a link X to a youtube lyric video for the song.

Thank you to @r-ahh-mi and @xmxisxforxmaybe for the feedback on this, and to you ladies in the Discord server. XOXOXOXO

Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), mentions of abuse, cheating, some language, drug use mention, angst, and a lot of love.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve found yourself standing here at almost midnight, knocking on his door, but things with your boyfriend Ryan were going to shit again and you needed him tonight. Him, your best friend since childhood, and sometimes lover. On nights like these you didn’t know where else to go or who else you could turn to when things at home were going to hell. No matter what was going on in your life he was always there for you. He was always telling you that you didn’t need to call, that you could show up anytime you needed him.

It only took a few knocks before you saw a light turn on inside the door, heard the lock click and the door swung open. His eyes were tired from the sleep that you had obviously disturbed but his smile bright as you stepped inside. He said nothing, he rarely does, his eyes just drinking in your appearance. The red and puffy eyes a clear sign that you’d been crying recently along with the shadow of a bruise beginning to form on the side of your face, told him everything he needed to know, the reason you’d come back tonight. Visits like these were becoming more frequent as of late, and yet he never complained about the lateness of the hour or the state of your appearance when you showed up.

After quietly shutting and re-locking the door he reached out to help you slide your coat off your shoulders taking it out of your hands as he hung it on the hook by the door right next to his.

“Rami-I-I-.. He.” you struggled, trying to find your words as you choked back tears that you didn’t want him to see fall. You know it killed him to see you upset for any reason but he hated how badly you were always hurting because of your current boyfriend. He was well aware of how fucked up your relationship with Ryan was, but he never expressed an opinion that you didn’t ask for and he never gave you the “you’ve got to leave” lecture. He was always just there, just like tonight, with open ears, open arms, and an open bed.

You felt him put his hand on your shoulder, such a simple touch but it meant everything to you. He never pressed for answers because he never asked questions, and you never understood why. Maybe because he wanted you to choose whether you are ready or not to talk about whatever was on your mind, or perhaps there was another reason. You were never quite sure.

You spun around and threw your arms around his neck and pressed your lips to his. This moment, the one you both knew was coming the real reason that you showed up at his house at nearly midnight on Tuesday.

You needed him. Just like you always do.

You pull your body away from his and smile up at him.

“Rami, baby, I need you. I need you so bad. Noone has ever made me feel like you do. Can I have you tonight? Please?” your eyes pleading and tone taking on one of desperation.

“Of course baby. I told you that I will always be here when you need me. I’m a shoulder for you to cry on and you can take it all out on me in any way that you need to.” he gently spoke, before capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his hand gently cupping the non-bruised side of your face. His kisses were always the kind that leave your knees weak and your core a throbbing mess.

You barely register that you were both moving towards his bedroom, but you didn’t mind. This is what you came here for, what you almost always came here for these days.

His gentle, strong hands quickly helping you shed your clothing, as your hands found their way to the waistband of his pajama bottoms. Pulling them down hard enough that they slide down his legs, before he stepped out of them and kicked them away.

You reach down to wrap your hand around his cock, but he moves your hands away, as he softly lays you down on the bed.

”What do you need from me tonight my love?” he quietly asks.

“Just love me. Please. Just love me.” you plead. Already desperate for his touch, wanting nothing more than to get lost in the feel of his body on yours. The way he always makes you feel so good. Nearly bursting into tears, your eyes search his before his lips descend on yours once again.

You feel his hands at your hips, ghosting their way down your thighs, before his hands find your center.

“So wet for me already my love. I’m going to make you feel really good tonight.” he smirks as his fingers find your clit.

He always makes you feel good and he knew it, but his reassurance and confidence in his ability to love you the way you crave was always welcome.

Your back arches off the bed as pleasure begins to course through your body. His touch firm, yet gentle, because you asked for him to love you. Sometimes you ask him to hurt you, which he doesn’t like but he obliges any way. You know he’d do anything you ask of him even if he didn’t understand it or like it.

“Oh God… Rami.. yess..please..” you whine as his deft fingers continue to work you.

You felt it coming like a freight train, there was no stopping it even if you wanted to, as your orgasm washed over you, coming completely undone for him, and only him, his name spilling from your lips like a chant, bouncing off the walls in the late night silence of the house. Opening your eyes to watch his face, the little self-satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Ready?” he inquired, still wearing that beautiful smile that he was known for.

Your response was to place your hands on his hips in an attempt to pull him closer to you.

You felt him grab your hips and pull you to him lifting your hips just slightly, as he guided himself into you, letting out a low moan as he slid into your wet folds.

“Oh God Y/N. You are so tight.” he whines out, as his hips begin to move his strong hands firmly but not roughly gripping your hips.

You watch his face as he keeps moving his eyes shut tight as his breath catches.

“So beautiful. You’re so beautiful. God you are so perfect Y/N.” he continued with his stream of consciousness musings, his breath hitching every time his hips meet yours.

His words hitting your heart and making you feel like the most loved person in the world as his moans fill your ears. Just as much pleasure as he gives you, you know that deep down you give him the same pleasure in return.

“Oh God Rami, please baby don’t stop. You make me feel so good.” you said while bucking your hips against his, urging him to move a little faster. Your fingers running through his hair before lightly sliding down his neck, across his shoulders and down his back. Wrapping your legs around his waist and lifting your hips to marginally change the angle, both of you letting out a deep moan into each others ears.

His hips pick up the pace and you couldn’t stop the words from spilling from your lips at the blissful feelings his movements are causing.

“Oh baby… yess….” throwing your head back closing your eyes and giving into the simple pleasure that he is creating with every thrust of his hips.

“Baby I’m close… so close.. Oh my god” you cry out, his hands sliding into yours as he continues his moving his hips.

“Cum for me baby. Let me hear you. Say my name…” he begs you.

Only a few seconds later the dam of feelings and pleasure that was building low in the pit of you stomach, released and you cried out “Oh… Ohhh.. Rami.. yes… Rami… Rami..” repeating his name like a mantra as you clench around him, the flood of wetness slicking your thighs as he followed shortly after, painting your walls with his warmth, as he chanted your name over and over, until he collapsed on top of you.

Your sweaty bodies tangled together as you both come down from your high, you whispered the words that you had been biting back for way to long but wouldn’t have the courage to say except in the throes or the aftermath of passion.

“I love you.”

He rolls off of you, but pulls your body close to his chest, as he buries his face in your hair. All you can hear is him mumbling something in arabic, but you’ve no idea what it is. Anytime he speaks to you in arabic and you ask what he’s saying his will just smile conspiratorially and tell you that you don't need to know.

You find yourself slowly falling into a sleep that you didn’t think that you would, and so rarely get. The kind of sleep brought on by satisfaction, safety, comfort and just general contentment. Your face is buried in his chest as he runs his fingers down your back in a sweet and soothing manner. You can feel the deep hum and vibrations of his voice through his chest as he continues his musings in arabic. His secrets were his to keep after all, but one day, you’ll make him tell you what he means. Your eyes closing at the soothing sound of the beautiful words leaving his lips and the warmth of his body pressed so closely to yours. Just before you completely fall under the spell of sleep you couldn’t help but wonder if this is what heaven is like, because you don’t ever want to leave if it is.

You awake a few hours later, still pressed closely to his body his arms wrapped around you, hating this part with every fiber of your being. The leaving. This was the part that always tore your heart into pieces but it’s the inevitable conclusion to your nights together. You slowly untangle yourself from him and shiver at the coolness of the air, quietly pulling yourself out of bed to find your clothes. The tears that you didn’t want to began to silently run down your cheeks, knowing that what awaits you at home was not going to be pleasant. Fighting with yourself and resisting the urge to crawl back into the bed.

Once you’ve re-dressed you lean down and kiss his forehead and whisper,”I love you” as you shut the bedroom door behind you. Grabbing your jacket off the hook and letting yourself out; you can’t stop the sobs from escaping as you sit behind the wheel of your car.

You’ve tried for too long to let yourself believe the lie, that you didn’t care that it was just sex, but it wasn’t. You were in love with your childhood best friend and you continually complicate your own life by allowing yourself to take out all of your hurt and pain on him that was caused by your relationship with Ryan. Forcing yourself to swallow back the tears, you start your car and drive yourself home.

A week later you made a realization, something huge that was going to irrevocably change your life, you decided after another blow up with Ryan that you were done. He had hit you for the last time, you didn’t deserve what was continually happening to you all because he kept choosing to get high. You were done fighting for something that in the end really meant nothing.

After Ryan slammed the door to your small shared apartment you went to your closet, grabbing your backpack and began shoving random and essential items into it. You can’t live like this anymore. Escape was the only thing on your mind, as you haphazardly threw whatever would fit into your backpack and small suitcase.

Closing the apartment door behind you, not bothering to lock it you sprinted to your car, too eager to put the shame and pain of Ryan behind you. In tears, you drove yourself fifteen minutes to the one place that you needed. You needed him. Seeking the comfort that you were so desperate for, and knowing there is only one place you’d find it.

Pulling up outside his house, you almost started to cry when you realized that the house was completely dark. Either he was in bed already, or he wasn’t home and your stomach began to flip flop with nerves. Shakily getting out of the car you walked to the front door, ringing the doorbell and knocking, hoping against hope that he was just in bed early. You waited anxiously for far too long, before the tears began again and you slumped against the front door, before sliding to the ground body wracked with sobs. He wasn’t home, at the one time you needed him more than ever, and a part of you started to feel angry. It wasn’t his fault though, he had a life outside of you, and he had to live it just the same as you had to live yours.

You decided to pick yourself up off the ground, and with whatever dignity you had left you climbed down the steps of the front porch and started walking back to your car. The feelings swirling inside of you like a storm brewing, unsure of what to do except cry because as of late that seems to be the only way you are able to deal with anything when you were temporarily blinded by the headlights of a car pulling into his driveway.

The car stopped and you heard the window rolling down before you heard him speak.

“Y/N?” he asked confusion on his face. “Baby are you okay?”

You couldn’t respond with any words, running a hand through your hair the tears began again. You hear the garage door opening and his cars engine turn off. Unable to register anything else until you felt his arms wrap around you you sank into his chest as the tears kept flowing.

“Why don’t we go inside and I’ll fix us a drink.” he stated as his hand slid into yours and he guided you into the garage and through the door. Flipping on a few lights as he went you both ended up standing in his kitchen in silence for a few moments before he spoke up again.

“What’s your poison baby? Vodka right? I’m sure I still have a bottle in the freezer.”

“I can’t drink.” you mumbled, with a casual shrug of your shoulder as you took a seat on one of the barstools at the kitchen island.

“Why?” he inquired his eyes intensely focused on you.

“Because… I’m…. I.. Rami I’m fucking pregnant.” you stutter out, tears stinging at your eyes threatening to spill for the millionth time in the last however many hours had passed.

The shock on his face barely registered before he it was replaced quickly with sadness followed by concern.

“How can I help you? Do you know what you want to do?” his body stiff and bordering on closed off.

If you didn’t know him so well you’d almost feel safe venturing a guess that he was angry. Until you realize that he had no way of knowing the truth until you felt brave enough to confess to him the one agonizing truth that could either make or wreck your entire world.

“I swear babe, I’m not great with words you know this. I don’t always express myself clearly or concisely. Rami, I’m not aborting this baby because this baby means everything in the world to me; it was made out of love, not in a place a pain or hurt. I think you misunderstand what I’m trying to say Rami. The truth is that Ryan and I haven’t had sex in months. He’s been too strung out on drugs to be able to even get it up and.. and… this baby isn’t his, it’s yours. You are the only man I’ve been with in any sexual capacity in months. So please, don’t be angry with me, I just found out about this a few days ago when my period decided not to show up.” you couldn’t bear to look at him as you were speaking out of fear of rejection. This isn’t exactly the kind of truth that is easy to tell.

Nearly falling out of your chair at the sudden sound of shattering glass you lift your gaze upward in Rami’s direction to ascertain that everything was in fact alright, and you fight the urge to let out a bark of laughter when you realize that he had simply dropped the glass he was holding because he was in shock.

“Rami?” you try to coax him to blink, move, speak or something.

“Huh..Are you… are you.. Did you.. Is this for real?” was all he managed to stutter out.

A head nod from you and a small tentative smile, and before you realize what was happening you found yourself yanked out of your chair and enveloped in his arms as he cooed something you didn’t understand into your hair. The waterworks you’d once again been trying to dam up were obviously at this point going to be never ending tonight. Letting yourself relax in his arms you let out a loud sigh of relief and a small bark of laughter.

“Rami?”

“Yes, my love?

“Love me, please.”

“Gladly.” he smiles as he grabs your hand and starts to pull you towards his bedroom.

“No, Rami that’s not what I meant. I guess what I should have said is. Well..I...I love you Rami. So fucking much that I hated what I was doing to you. I hated myself for going back to him. I’ve only ever wanted you for a long time now, but I just... I never thought that you would ever want me like I want you. I pray for a forever with you. It wasn’t until last week after you made love to me, and afterwards you said something to me in arabic. Well I committed it to memory and asked my neighbor what it meant, and she smiled and said ‘I love you.’ I cried as I was leaving because my heaven Rami, is in your arms. I don’t care where we are or what we are doing, I just want you. Is it true? Do you really love me? I’ve known you since we were so young and I’ve… I...I’ve known for a long time that you are the only man I’ve ever really wanted. I just.. You are so beautiful and I guess I just never entertained the thought that it could ever be possible that you would love me the way that I love you”

You almost started crying again until you feel his hands on your chin lifting your face to meet his eyes. He brings his lips to yours and then threads his fingers in your hair. You almost stumble into him before your kiss turns heated. The burning desire that his kisses always leave suddenly flared and your whole body felt like you were standing in the center of a bonfire. He pulls his lips away from yours and with a pout you watched him intently as he began to confess his feelings.

“Y/N, my love, oh my love, I have wanted you since we were 5. You can ask my mom and brother, I swear it. I told them both when I was 5 years old that I would marry you someday. Sure we’ve been with other people and we’ve had some difficulties along the way, but all that matters is that we are here now, living in this moment, together. I love you, only you, and will only love you until the day I die. Will you be mine forever? You deserve so much more than I could ever give you, but I will always do my best to take care of you, to provide for you, to build a life with you. I want to make you my wife and I want to have this baby with you because our little bean, we made it together, in love “ his eyes shining with love and tears, as a few began their descent down his gorgeously olive complexed cheeks.

Caught in a moment, here with him, you couldn’t have asked for better; all you could do was barely squeak out a, “yes, I’ll marry you.” before his lips crashed into yours for a bruising kiss.

“Take me to bed and love me. Help remind me how me accidentally made our small bean.” you smirk.

Rami’s expression changed and you watched his eyes darkened with lust, biting his lip before a devilish smirk crossed his face.

“Oh I’ll certainly do that and more. I’m going to devour you.” he smirks before he lifts you up and throws you over his shoulder. Your screech of protest was swiftly quieted with a light tap to your ass, as you dissolved into a fit of giggles on your way to the bedroom.

Once your destination was reached he tossed you onto his bed.

“Baby if you think I was joking about devouring you, you are in for a special treat, because I meant it.” his eyes dark in the low light of the room, as he positioned his body between your thighs.

You let out a little moan of anticipation as his body moves to cover yours and his lips catch yours in a sweet kiss. His hands roaming every inch of your body as if it were the first time he’d ever felt your curves under him. Your shirt is hastily disposed of, followed quickly by your bra while his hands cup both your breasts and his thumbs gently tweak your nipples. His lips find that sweet spot on your neck which causes you to cry out and buck your jean clad hips into his, while he softly chuckled into your ear at your reaction to him.

His lips managing to find every sweet spot on your body before he finally reaches your hips. His grip releasing you as he works your jeans undone, and then slowly begins to slide them down your legs, along with your panties.

Squirming in anticipation of his next move you let out a loud whine because of his lack of attention to your body.

“So needy tonight aren’t you?” he teases as he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it somewhere, his pants suffer a similar fate as his shirt did, but you could care less. The man you loved was completely bare in front of you, and you could spend hours just admiring his beautiful body.

“Always needy for you baby, always. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I used to touch myself to my thoughts of you.”

He raises a brow before his face split into a grin, as he roughly grabbed your hips and pulled your body closer to the edge of the bed. Placing your legs over his shoulders his face disappears between your thighs. You yelp in surprise as he nips at your thigh, and before you can say anything you feel his mouth on your clit.

You couldn’t help your reaction this time, as your hands came down to fist themselves in his hair, while his mouth continues to work your clit as a couple of his fingers find their way between your slick folds. Loudly moaning and rocking your hips against him desperately seeking more friction. His free hand lands on your hip to hold your hips steady as he continues his assault on your dripping pussy.

Tightening your grip on his hair as you feel your body speeding towards the orgasmic high you’ve been craving. The rush of endorphins, the sweet high of an orgasm, which is something only he has ever been able to give you. He was unaware of that fact but in your mind it further cemented the belief that the two of you were meant to be.

In mere minutes he had you completely undone, legs trembling against his shoulders as you came with a strangled cry of his name. Feeling his tongue lapping up all of your juices as if he were a starving man, and this was the first meal he’d had in ages.

Regaining coherent thought with still trembling legs you decide that you want to repay the favor.

“Rami love, come here, I want to suck you off. You’re amazing and I want to return the favor.”

“As much as I would love to let you do that my love, tonight, it’s about you and only you. Right now all I want is to bury myself in you, and watch your face and body come apart under me. It’s an extraordinary thing to watch and I want to relish in that pleasure.”

Whining you give in to his gentle touch as you lay back down for him. As common as it is, missionary is one of your favorite position with him because as much as he loves watching you come apart you love watching him.

His hands grip your hips a little more roughly than usual as he lines himself up with your entrance, he teases you with his tip before he fully seats himself in you. Your whines and moans are all the encouragement he needs as begins to move at a steady pace.

His fingers intertwined with yours as his thrusts become a little faster.

“Yesssss… yessssss… please baby.. Oh God.. don’t stop ...please … don’t stop… oh God… fuck... Rami… Rami…. I love you.. I love you… I love you… I love you….” became your mantra.

Bodies slick with sweat your eyes catch his, just holding his gaze as he moves within you.

Suddenly he leans forward and wraps his arms around you pulling your body to his chest as his thrusts increase in their intensity. Forehead to forehead your lips find each others as he swallows your moans and you swallow his. Feeling the beads of sweat running down between your bodies, breathing heavy as you feel the beginnings of another orgasm forming in the pit of your stomach.

Without warning your walls begin to clench around him, as you scream out his name over and over. His eyes screwed tightly shut you feel his hips begin to stutter, his beautiful mouth forming an ‘O’ shape as he empties himself within you.

His body relaxes as does yours, as he lands on the soft mattress beside you your body still pressed tightly to his with him still twitching inside of you and you still clenching around him.

Neither of you able to speak, you just enjoy the bliss of being tangled up together, you feel your eyelids start to droop as you rest your head on his chest. The still thundering sound of his heartbeat and his breathing soothing you into dreamland, while his fingers gently comb through your hair.

“I love you so much Y/N. I love you. I know you are falling asleep and this probably the worst time to tell you, but I know you are always inquisitive when I speak to you in arabic. Well I’m going to tell you now. Usually all I say is that I love you with all my heart, and that I wish you would let me love you forever, but I understood if you didn’t, so I’d let you use me as often and in whatever way you needed. I never want to see you unhappy so I’d do whatever I could to keep a smile on your face. My heart breaks for you every time you cry. But for now, please sleep and know that I’m here and I will do whatever I can to keep you safe.”

He knows you heard when he realizes that you fell into dreamland with a smile on your face and your face face nuzzled into his warm chest. Squeezing you tightly he breathes in the scent of you as he drifts off to sleep himself.

@xmxisxforxmaybe @free-rami @itsme690 @txmel @lablanchett @mister-owls-cupcake @rami-malek-trash @mrhoemazzello @doing-all-write @ramimedley

THIS PART ONE OF THREE PARTS FOR THIS STORY

#Rami Malek #Rami Malek smut #Rami Malek fanfiction #Rami Malek story #rami malek reader #Rami x reader #rami malek fic #rami malek blurb

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starryevermore · 4 years

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So i was watching Mykies Discount Halloween Makeup Challenge video and she talks about her spooky experiences during her spooky series including Queen Mary. I wish she'd do more story times or never before seen after her Halloween series because i just figured she was a tough cookie who didnt get scared but hearing these stories i believe her experiences way more than Sam and Colby.

Yess 100% agree!! I mostly watched SNC’s paranormal videos for the entertainment factor cause they highkey suck at ghost hunting. They’re very overdramatic, don’t really explain how the equipment works (or at least explain it well), and they write off almost everything as being something a ghost is doing. But while Mykie might occasionally get freaked out by what’s happening (such as when the EMF reader goes off), she’s quick to collect herself and see if there’s anything that could debunk it. Also Mykie’s a hell of a lot better at actually researching the places she goes to 😂😂

Overall, SNC rely on being over the top in the their reactions and their editing to be entertaining while Mykie is able to be entertaining while still being more collected about what she’s experiencing

#starrybrock #you ask #I answer

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pockpop · 5 years

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second chances pt. 2│jeon jungkook

↬ synopsis: when you finally wake up, that becomes the easy part as you try to adjust to life again.

↬ genre: angst,fluff, idol!reader, mentions of mental health and shooting

↬ requested? yess

part one │ part two

do you know what it feels like to be on the edge of life? to tip on the scale on whether to live or to die? well you didn’t exactly have that chance at all. to hear life going on around you but being stuck in your subconscious absolutely and dearly sucks.

it felt like that part in get out when chris is floating in the sunken space and for some time you were afraid you would be stuck there forever. until the day you woke up.

your throat dry, lips chapped and head aching from the bright lights. your first reaction was to try and sit up but a shock to your chest made you rasp out in pain.

“hey, hey it’s okay, relax,” your wild eyes found jungkook’s soft brown ones,his hand clutching yours as you took deep breaths out of this tube lodged in your airways.

when the pain finally subsided, jungkook sat back down in the chair he was previously occupying but didn’t let go of your hand.

“you probably won’t be able to speak until they take the tube out,”he started softly, his hand was beginning to sweat in your grasp. sensing his nerves, you squeezed his hand and he leaned forward bringing your hand to his forehead.

“I was so afraid you weren’t going to wake up.”

you wanted to tell him you wouldn’t leave behind, you couldn’t but instead you just let him hold your hand, letting the tears burn your eyes at his disheveled look.

it was soon after waking did your family come to see you, friends and your group members. all with their tears and trying to catch you up on the last few weeks but you were annoyed by the crowded room and the flowers taking up every table space available. there were stacks of fan letters that you wanted to get to, you wanted to be able to breathe on your own, you wanted to see jungkook.

it was as if he was being kept away while your parents and friends came for every visitation. when you asked for him, your mother brushed it off as ‘bts nonsense’ but you knew jungkook and it didn’t make sense. until the day you finally got the tube out.

your nurse, jackie, who had been the one to take care of you most of the time, including your sponge baths and keeping you up to date with the latest hospital gossip, came skipping in the room on the day of, just as your doctor was leaving.

“you know, for someone whose been complaining via notebook about not being to speak, you’re pretty quiet.” she retorted, checking your vitals.

you cracked a annoyed smile and picked at your blanket, “sorry, I-“ you paused at the unfamiliar sound of your voice, so hoarse and gentle. Jackie motioned for your to continue,”it’s just my boyfriend hasn’t come to see me in a little while.”

“the fluffy haired cutie? girl he basically slept here while you were out, he came to visit you more than any of those family members so I don’t get why he’s ghosting now.”

“wow that’s reassuring j,”

Jackie grinned at you sweetly,”just saying boo, maybe he’s just busy with his boy and stuff. I heard they are touring again.”

you nodded,”it had seemed to be so far away back then...and now it’s here.” you said more to yourself than Jackie. placing her hands on her hips, she huffed,”don’t be so down honey bun, I’m sure he would be here if he could.”

just then a knock came at the door and you both looked to see jungkook poking his head in. “uh hi, am I interrupting or-“

“no baby come on in, I was just leaving, you know other patients and all.” jackie said mockingly, smiling cheekily at you. smiling yourself, you waved her off and then watched jungkook walk in awkwardly slow.

“hello to you to stranger,”you said teasingly, adjusting your position on the bed. jungkook stuffed his hands into the pockets of his black cargo pants, biting his lip harshly. when he didn’t say anything snarky back, your eyebrows narrowed.

“what’s wrong?”

jungkook wasn’t good at showing his feelings to you. most of your relationship consisted of you wanting to understand why he hid his heart while you were exposing yours every chance you got. but for the first time, it was like you were really seeing him. his eyes puffy and red, face bare of makeup and revealing old acne scars, his bottom lip raw from him gnawing on it. seeing him that way made your chest ache, aside from the healing factor. scooting over on the bed, you patted beside you and motioned him over

“come here,”you demanded and slowly he walked over to your side but he didn’t lay down.

“I’ve missed you like crazy and yet all I’ve seen since I’ve been awake is everyone else but you...if it’s the tour-“

“the tour? no I just couldn’t - can’t -“ struggling to find his words, he rubbed his face roughly and that’s when the tears began to fall. grabbing his hand, you brought it to your lips, pressing kisses to his knuckles.

“I understand,”you said finally, “you don’t have to say it. I can see how embarrassing this is for you.” at your words, jungkook cracked a smile and rolled his eyes. “way to ruin our moment, sweetheart.”

“well you know I hate when you cry.” you replied and jungkook let out a laugh, mushing your head away,”if you tell anyone I’ll fight you.”

“fight me, you won’t.” you challenged, holding up your fists playfully.

“when you’re better then you better watch out.” you smiled at him, cupping his chin but then his smile dropped slowly, you knew what he was thinking about and he started speaking before you could stop him.

“I should’ve been faster. you almost..you were so close to-“

“don’t do it jungkook,aren’t I here now? I’m still alive, living, I came back just so I can see those bunny teeth.”

jungkook deadpanned,”don’t come for me babe.”

you smiled again, not minding the pain just the simplest movements gave you because it was him. in those last moments ,or what you felt was your last moments,all you kept thinking about was him and him being all alone. you not being there to play fight him into cleaning the house or making him heart shaped pancakes when he wasn’t having a great day, singing him to sleep even when he complained about your tone.

as jungkook sunk down in the tiny bed and laid his head on your shoulder,you knew you would fight anything to just lie at his side.

“if I feel one more of your hot ass tears on my hospital gown, I’ll make you sow me a whole new one.”

“god I missed you.”

••

your first few days out of the hospital, jungkook wouldn’t even let your feet touch the ground. he upped your security detail and even though the culprit was caught, it didn’t stop his paranoia.

nor did it help your own mentality.

fireworks, beeping of the oven, blaring of alarms, it always took you a few seconds of recovery before you could even think straight.

your record company was wondering when you were going to be able to get back into the studio, you had thousands of fan letters to go through and it seemed everyone else was moving forward while you were stuck in this limbo. everyone else had the chance to recover, to come to terms with what happened but you were a few weeks behind and each day was becoming worse.

for starters, you hated taking off your shirt now. you used to love admiring your curves and the little beauty marks on your breasts and now you despised it all.

one day, jungkook caught you.

he prepared a bath bomb for the two of you and only stepped out of the bathroom to grab extra towels.

you took off your robe, letting it fall to the floor and tried to avoid looking in the mirror but your eyes caught the scar. your ebony skin, that once only been akin to minor scars scratches from childhood,to love bites from jungkook and bruises from dancing now had a ugly gash embedded in it.

the valley of your breasts that once held your silk skin was now home to a scar just a few inches long, healed but a dark line of a dark memory. your cold finger tips ran the expanse of it in disgust and you hadn’t even realized angry tears were slipping down your face until you felt jungkook gripping your shoulders.

you jumped so hard that instantly he stepped back, letting you calm down for a moment.“what’s wrong with you?”

you gnawed on your bottom lip, not wanting to say it out loud but he was looking at you expectantly. glancing down at the scar, you touched it again.“it’s so gross to look at... why must this memory be forever marked in my skin like a curse? it’s ugly, it makes me...”

“don’t say that.” The sharpness of his tone made you meet his eyes in the mirror. he moved your hands from your chest and let his own fingers dance across the scar.

his fingers were warm, comforting even, igniting flames as they made their path.

“you are beautiful in every way, every single scar doesn’t take away your beauty but gives you some - what do the kids call it these days? - character!”

you cracked a smile,”character?”

“like a tattoo, it holds a story, a meaning of the time you survived just so you could see these bunny teeth again.”

tears blurred your eyes and jungkook hugged you tightly,kissing your cheek to your jawline, “every day I thank the gods you are here with me, every single day I’m so grateful to wake up beside you. I just wish you could see it how I do.”

you relaxed into his grasp and just let yourself settle in the moment. you knew it was going to be hard, trying to live life again and try to go back to how it used to be. but nothing was to be the same, everyone was treating you different, the medications, the doctors and therapy. even the extra attention from jungkook himself.

however, you too were grateful to wake up beside him again, to be able to feel safe whenever he was near and though you had much to go through. loving yourself again, building your strength back, you knew with him, you had hope that this second chance was everything.

“you know,” he started slowly making you lean back to look at him,” there’s been something i’ve been wanting to give to you.” you raised your eyebrows and his ears became red as he backed away from you.

“okay stay here and just close your eyes.”

“kook, you know i don’t like surprises,” you whine out but still oblige, your curiosity getting the best of you. jungkook moved away from you and was making a lot of noise like he was looking for something until he finally found it. it was silent for a moment and you wondered if he left the room or something.

“youre not trying to prank me or something are you”

jungkook’s laugh came from in front of you,“no, but you can open your eyes now.” slowly you opened you eyes, adjusting to the light and that’s when you saw him. he was knelled down on one knee, holding out a box with the most beautiful ring displayed to you.

“i know this is kind of sudden and i had planned out something way more romantic months ago before you...” his voice trailed off and he shook his head,”we have been through so much lately and i know we have so much more to endure but i’m willing to take every challenge ahead with you, always by your side, until the end..that is if you’ll have me.”

you grasped his outstretched hand, trying to bite back the tears brimming your eyes.”are you only proposing because i’m feeling really down on myself?’ you tried to joke but jungkook shook his head, pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

“what do you say?”

you really didn’t even have to think about it. sure, you two were young and have full-blown careers that take up most of your time. but after the shooting, you realized that every moment is precious, that every opportunity should be taken and you shouldn’t wait around for someone else to direct where you go.

“yes, yes, i’ll marry you!” jungkook grinned, showing off his bunny teeth and slid the ring onto your finger. you pulled him up from the floor, pressing your lips to his passionately, trying hard not to jump for joy.

he pulled away, but still close enough that your lips were brushing his. “we shouldn’t let the bath get cold right? we have a lot of celebrating to do.”

#jeon jungkook #jeon jungkook imagines #jungkook scenarios #bts #bts scenarios #pockpop #ambw kpop #jeon jungkook scenarios

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clown-bait · 5 years

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A Very Monster Christmas (Monster Roommate AU) PT6

Ok so this is the final chapter for part 2 but obviously theres a long way to go. I consider this the middle part of this whole story. Part 3 will be out later this week so look forward to that folks!

CH 23 Santa Baby

“Another successful French exit!” Leech sighed happily shutting her curtains from the blizzard that had begun outside. She jumped from her bed when a gloved hand tapped her shoulder.

“Pennywise?” her ears perked up.

“Probably not the one you're thinking of.” a gruff voice answered her.

“Oh uh hey pops.” Leech said shuffling uncomfortably.

“No need for the nerves Fangs you're family now.” Uncle Penny chuckled almost gently. He handed her a glass of warm red liquid that wide red smile making his eyes twinkle. The vampire cautiously sipped from the glass.

“Thanks? What’s the catch here?”

“No catch, you gotta put on some meat for the little ankle biters.” The older clown smirked patting her shoulder. “Speaking of the brats can I say hello?”

“I’m pretty sure its only been like three weeks don’t think there's much there to talk to.” leech finished her beverage quickly licking the glass clean as she watched her in-law approach her.

“And I’m pretty sure this will go by a lot faster than normal Fangs.”

“Has something like this ever happened before?” Leech asked pulling up her shirt to watch her insides glow.

“I had tried it with a human once while Junior slept, self preservation attempt.” he grimaced a bit at the memory. “The host didn't last long enough…” the older clown paused when the savory flavor of fear drifted into his large red nose. “Don't worry Fangs, I think you have a much better chance at it.” Uncle Penny placed a gloved hand over her skin and made a similar trill to his younger counterpart his being deeper with a jazz like flair. The lights within her flashed rapidly like lightning in a bottle. After an awkward moment of silence he burst out laughing. “Oh man those are Junior’s kids all right!! Violent little brats!”

“Great, do any of them take after me?”

“Yeah the extremely vicious ones.” Uncle Penny started to laugh again at his own joke.

“Oh come on! I’m not that bad!” the vampire huffed pulling down her shirt and going back to licking the cup clean.

“Oh trust me Peachy you're bad.” Pennywise Junior stood in the doorway and smirked.

“You like it though.” Leech beamed reaching for him to join her.

“You are very right my dear. I love it.” he grinned back leaning down to nuzzle his nose against hers. “I missed you.” he whispered warmly. The elder clown rolled his eyes.

“Get a room ya heathen.”

“I'm in it, you however are welcome to leave at any time.” the younger Pennywise cocked an eyebrow at his older self as he pulled his mate’s legs over his own. His uncle made a face and left to rejoin the other murderers downstairs shutting the door with him. “I’ll tell your mom you weren't feelin’ good. Don't bounce my grandkids around too much Junior.”

“Oh my god leave.” Leech groaned as her mate cackled his bells bouncing with him.“What’s put you in such a good mood?” the vampire asked as her hands found their way into Penny’s ruffles.

“Your mother fed me more cookies!” he purred. “She also wants you to wear this hat.” her clown pulled a santa hat over her bald head then grabbed the little puff ball on the end to play with.

“Wow you are easy to please.” Leech chuckled.

“Come, I wish to see Krueger beaten into submission by your video gaming before he leaves.”

“Maybe later Pen I want to be alone for a bit.” Leech mumbled and then grew silent again. Penny sniffed the air and roughly cupped her cheeks “Talk.”

“Am I really that easy to read?”

“Like a book.”

“Well since there's no hiding it. I'm overwhelmed.” she sighed and rested her head on her clown’s warm chest. “All this, the pregnancy, my mom, Mike Hanlon, finding out I'm a useless bargaining token. Did I tell you I still can’t influence minds without bleeding all over the place? Talk about a blow to my self esteem.”

“Peachy” her clown removed her from his lap and rose to his feet pulling her up to stand equal with him. “Do you know why I bonded myself to you?”

“You have an insatiable thirst for undead pussy?”

“Other than that.”

“I'm at a loss.”

“Because you are incredibly stubborn.”

“I can't tell if that's a compliment or not.”

“In all my time here you are the only thing I have met with enough fight to bare my offspring. Anyone of lesser will would not survive, you were made for me my love.”

“You could've just you like your women high strung.” Leech laughed to herself and hugged her clown tight. She couldn't tell if it was from the hormones or just the feeling of hugging him that made tears well up in her eyes and she quickly buried her face to hide it as feelings came out in waves. “Shit. Now you've gone and made me cry.”

“It was not meant to insult-“

“I love you. Stop talking.”

“No.” he hummed petting the soft hat on her cold head. “I brought the plant with me!”

“The what?”

“The kissing plant the one you hang up?”

“Mistletoe?”

“Yess!” the clown bounced excitedly pulling said plant out from seemingly nowhere “I want to use it! That is what one does with their mate on this day yes?” he stared at her eagerly as he worked at fastening it to the ceiling.

“Move it over the bed.” Leech tugged at him a bit till his unnaturally long arm was over her mattress. “Perfect. Get over here baby daddy.” she giggled through her sharp buck teeth. Pennywise joined her with a trademark cackle that trailed off as he pulled her close cupping her cheeks in his large hands.

“What about our guests darling?”

“Fuck em. Party’s over anyway, we’ll just say I was having an emotional hormone breakdown or some BS.”

Pennywise made an amused rumble and brought his lips just out of reach of hers stopping to take in her scent. He shut his eyes and inhaled deep as thick sweet smells assaulted his senses. “I love you too little hunter.” he growled out seconds before smashing his lips into hers. Leech could feel the heat of his warm plump lips engulfing hers that were extra cold in the winter air. His embrace was heated as his talons pressed into skin and fangs sloppily dragged against lips.

“You know” Leech panted between furious kisses “Mistletoe is a parasite.” Pennywise shoved his mate backwards onto her bed and crawled on top of her pinning her body with his massive form. His lips latched back onto her nipping at the soft flesh with his teeth while grinding his squirming erection down against her hips. He pulled off panting and still dry humping her making a goofy smirk in realization “Like our children!” he giggled.

“Oh my god you can't call them parasites” Leech laughed and gasped as Penny licked and kissed his way to her waistband dragging his long fingers over her stomach. “NO! OH GOD THAT TICKLES NO!” she shrieked and jolted as his claws ghosted over her skin. The clown’s eyes lit up like the twinkling lights that decorated the houses outside.

“Does it now? Maybe Pennywise should punish you for being so naughty this year hmm?”

“Oh no! NO PENNY!” Leech squealed as her clown started his assault laughing with her and getting lost in the moment. Deadly talons meant to slice throats sheathed themselves replaced with soft gloved fingers that danced ever so gently over her skin as she giggled and thrashed.

“Naughty, Naughty, Naughty!” he chanted as continued to attack her. Leech tried to grab his arms to stop him but Penny snarled grabbing her shirt and pulling it up off her head in one swift motion leaving it on her wrists as a makeshift restraint. He smirked in her face as he held her arms up brining his free hand back over her body. The clown bowed his head down and for the first time noticed the red lingerie she had hidden from him underneath her baggy pajamas. Pennywise sat as still as a statue until he a low rumble dripping with lust rattled from his throat. The eldritch’s claws ran up her sides in a much less playful way, all the way up till each cupped an entire breast and the creature loomed over his mate with an absolutely feral look in his eyes. “NaUghTy.” he hissed his voice baritone and distorted and Leech swore she saw steam leave his lips..

“Merry Christmas Ruffles.” Leech smirked her long front fangs shining in the moonlight.

The clown growled and manhandled her up till she was sitting on his lap his costume melting away into a more “holiday appropriate" one complete with a santa hat of his own. Leech impatiently pushed open his cherry red coat feeling his steel muscles underneath only to have her throat harshly grabbed and fangs graze her ear. Pennywise squeezed her neck tighter as he moved his nose and fang filled lips over the skin on her face hissing and inhaling her adrenaline filled scent. “Tell me naughty girl what’s your name.” he snarled pulling her face against him by her jaw. Of course he'd want to make this into some perverted Santa role play. Leech smiled nervously as her breathing labored under his iron grip.

“L-Lee-“

“Not tonight.” he snapped at her forcing her to look him in the eye. “Tonight you are Fuck Meat. understand?”

leech squirmed and panted “Holy shit penny…” in an instant Pennywise cut off her air and yanked her back against him.

“UNDERSTAND?!” he nearly roared and Leech prayed no one downstairs noticed the loud eldritch noises coming from her room. He eased his grip on her throat slightly letting air back into her lungs and she gasped out her answer.

“Y-y-yes sir!”

“That’s better my little toy, much better. Do you want to tell Ol’ Pennywise what you want for Christmas Fuck Meat?

“Well sir I was really hoping for a nice long candy cane.” Leech smiled and reached for his belt buckle. Penny wrenched her hand away and held it right below his jaws.

“Ohhh but you've been such a naughty girl Fuck Meat. Naughty girls don't get treats.” he growled and unsnapped her bra “Do you know what naughty girls get?” Penny practically purred returning his grip to her neck just a little bit tighter than last time.

Leech shook her head in his grasp and penny moved her hand to his buckle guiding her to undo it.

“A thick piece of coal.” he hissed as something very large and very different sprung free. It was thick and the color of charcoal, a bit of precum beaded at the top and ran down its ridges. Leech swallowed hard at the sight of it.

“Merry Christmas.” he all but snarled into her ear as he guided her hand to touch what Leech would describe as the evilest cock she'd ever seen. The organ was strangely warm and slimy exactly what one would expect from an eldritch horror. It throbbed as she stroked him and Penny groaned when her nails trailed up the sensitive ridges.

“Yeeesss” he hissed forcing her head down to stare at his demonic cock. “Look how good you're making your Penny feel, it leaks for you.” Pennywise brought his hand to her bare breast pinching and twisting one of her nipples grinning wickedly when she moaned for him. “Need to get you nice and wet my little fuck meat.” he whispered removing her hands from him and laying her down. “Wouldn't want the little ones to get hurt.” he smirked at her as he removed her panties with his teeth licking his way back up her inner thigh. He licked a stripe up her pussy and then probed her entrance lubricating her with his massive amounts of drool. Leech gripped his arm and gave him a sharp squeeze and a pair of amber eyes flicked up from between her legs.

“Be careful ok?”

The clown broke character for a brief moment moving up his mate to kiss her cheek in reassurance “They are half me and half you. I promise they will be safe.” Leech turned her nose into him smiling and tracing her fingers over his cheekbones.

“Ok…ok you can continue.”

Pennywise growled and pulled her wrists up over her head. “That's not the game we’re playing tonight.” a pair of shadowy tentacles slithered out from the teeth at the base of his cock wrapping around Leech’s legs to hold them apart.

“Tell me again nicely, what do you want for christmas Fuck Meat.”

“You.” she panted “I want you.”

“You want me to what?” Penny grinned wickedly and ground himself in the slimy slick folds of his mate’s pussy.

“P-Penny.” Leech sputtered as the ridges of his cock grazed over her clit

“Tell me Fuck Meat!” he spat stopping his movements and resting his head at her entrance.

“P-Please Pennywise. Please I want you to fuck me.”

Pennywise let out a shaky growl and sent his hips slowly forward, Leech cried out as he parted her lips. Inch after horrible inch sank into her in what felt like slow motion. His bumps and ridges dragged along her inner walls and Leech could only imagine what they'd feel like once he started thrusting. Pennywise’s eyes had rolled back and his goblin shark mouth grew out of his lips in a silent scream. She was so perfectly fitted around his new cock and molten hot drool dripped from his gums onto his mate’s chest like candle wax.

When he finally regained composure and started to move it took Leech everything she had not to let out a loud moan instead turning her head and biting down onto her comforter. She could feel the slow and steady drag of Pennywise’s cock against her walls and her legs wrapping tightly around him pulling his hips in to hit deeper. Penny let out a deep groan and snapped his hips harder arching his cock in a way that hit her in all the right spots. He knew her body like the back of his own hand and could make her scream if he wanted to. Penny gave his mate a few more test pumps then with a snap of his fingers removed his costume which cindered off of his skin feeling like static around Leech’s legs. He moved to lay on top of her his warm skin covered her cool flesh like an electric blanket as he began to hump into her at a steady rhythm. One of his claws gored into her thigh the other ripped into the mattress as steam left his lips in a breathy growl. Leech moved her own set of talons up his lean biceps then to his shoulders feeling the raw dormant power contained within the form he wore. The creature under the clown skin churred with delight as she panted out his name like a prayer. It didn't matter what form he took her as she loved IT wholly and completely and those three magic words they rarely said to one another came spilling out of her lips as his speed increased.

“Penny!” she found herself whining “Penny, I love you! Oh god I love you, I love you!” she couldn't control her babbling and involuntarily dug her claws into the marble white flesh of his back. Her clown let out a primordial roar fangs extending forward thrusts hard and feral. “Say it again love. Praise me!” he demanded losing himself to his mate’s body as he rutted into her with his new cock. He shifted it again inside her wanting to see what different sensations he could feel as his cock head flared open slightly to stretch her walls. Leech yelped at the change and Penny smiled wickedly into her skin his hot breath washing over her in waves as his speed increased again. “Mmmmmm take it Fuck Meat! Penny’s little cocksleeve! Yeesss take all of me! Take it, take it take iT!” he babbled until his language was nothing more than slurred almost-words amongst the churrs and growls. Sensory overload began to blur the vampire’s vision and she struggled to find the words until they burst out of her lungs in gasps “FUCK Pennywise I'm close, I'm fucking close! Please!” she begged him bringing him out of his trance and finally one of his hands moved off her breasts to that sensitive little bundle of nerves between her legs. Leech gasped at the contact arching her hips and pushing back into him her face straining and cracking from the pressure of holding back. “Go on my love, cum for me! Cum for your Penny. Cum cum cum!” Pennywise somehow managed to rasp out desperate to feel her squeeze and spasm around him. When she came Leech felt as if a meteor had just crashed and exploded in her body which seized tight around her clown. Pennywise’s eyes rolled back from the sensation, teeth extended forward as he grabbed her neck in his jaws holding her in place while he met his own release. His love growls rumbled through his body as Leech twitched with aftershocks till his cock stilled its pumping of floating seed into her.

The vampire somehow found her arms and wrapped them around her mate who still held her in his jaws petting his matted hair was about all she could do. Finally after what seemed like a thousand years teeth retracted from her skin and Pennywise pulled out, a trail of opal liquid floating around their bodies from where they conected.

“Holy fuck.” Leech panted as the clown collapsed with a grunt.

The eldritch groaned and yanked a blanket on top of him. turning away from his mates gaze.

“At the end there..it was almost like you were…..Pen was that your version of love making?”

The clown made an inhuman moo-like growl tucking his long limbs in as he flopped over onto his side. he refused to look at her and buried his face in the blanket letting out a low dangerous hiss.

“Look big guy I know you don't like talking about your feelings but its ok alright? I loved it and I love you. Also I'm fucking freezing give me some of that blanket.”

A pair of golden eyes flicked open then his arm lifted the comforter up like a cloak allowing Leech to slip under it and fit herself against him. She had never felt his naked clown form like this outside of sex his body was so smooth and abnormally warm. She liked the feeling and pressed herself into him more hoping he wouldn't pull away.

“How are the kids?” she asked bringing his hand down to her belly desperate to hear him say something. Finally he moved tracing his fingers lightly over her stomach then pressing his warm palm over her womb.

“Happy. You are happy so are they.”

“That’s cause their daddy knows how to make me smile.” Leech turned over and beamed up at her clown.

“Merry Christmas Peachy.” he finally grinned through cherry red lips and bunny teeth.

Leech leaned up and kissed the tip of his nose “Merry Christmas to you too Pennywise.”

The vampire buried her face in the crook of the eldritch’s neck letting his deep rumbling purrs and smells of chocolate and peppermint lull her into comfort. And forever safe in the arms of her boogie man, the queen of Derry finally fell into a deep warm sleep.

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YEAH MIDDLE PART IS DONE WOOH! The good news is I have basically 4 chapters of the next part of this story already written so the waits wont be so long until I get caught up to the start of IT Ch2 then obviously Im gonna wait to see how that plays out. So yay for me finishing things for once!

#pennywise #pennywise x oc #pennywise fanfiction #it fanfiction #horror fanfiction #slasher fanfiction #its march and im releasing a christmas fic #enjoy my filth #monster roommate au

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Get to Know Me Tag

I was tagged by the beautiful @timouke to do this challenge so here we go I guess?!

Rules: Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions! :)

My Traits: Clumsy, Goofball, and Genius

(According to other people, I swear I didn't label myself as a genius! xD)

Really quick I would like to go ahead and tag of my FAV simblrs: @mmfinds @stardustsim @blushchat @brindletonsims @mochieo @awsimmer92 @fussysim @simplistic-sims4 @tainoodles and also anyone who wants to do it!

1. What is your full name? Megan :)

2. What is your nickname? Meg (Omg so basic)

3. When is your birthday? October 7th

4. Favorite book series? ‘ARRY POTTER!

5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Uhm not aliens but I think some form of ghosts exist. Not necessarily the scary ones xD

6. Favorite author? John Green

7. Favorite Radio Station? I don’t listen to the radio oof

8. What is your favorite flavor of everything? Chocolate or Strawberry!! Mmmm

9. What word will you often use to describe something great or wonderful? Amazing or just a *gasp* noise

10. What is your current favorite song? Nancy Mulligan by Ed Sheeran

11. Favorite word? oof

12. What was the last song you listened to? Currently listening to Pentatonix’s cover of Hallelujah

13. What TV show do you recommend? I am currently obsessed with Vampire Diaries

14. Favorite movie to watch when you’re upset? Omg this is weird but those classic like 2005 Barbie movies always cheer me up

15. Do you play video games? Not really other than sims ofc :P

16. Biggest Fear? Dark Bathrooms (especially the mirrors, its a long story)

17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? My drive to work hard or maybe just my general compassion for everyone

18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? LAZINESS

19. Cats or dogs? CATS I HAVE THREE

20. Favorite season? Fall because of sweaters and moderately cool weather

21. Are you in a relationship? Oui!

22. Something you miss from your childhood? Barbie Movies

23. Best friend? My boyfriend xD

24. Eye color? Chocolate brown

25. Hair color? Dark brown, black at the roots

26. Who is someone you love? My mother xD

27. Who is someone you trust? My mother

28. Who is someone you think about often? My boyfriend (These answers are so basic oof)

29. Are you currently excited about/for something? IM SEEING THE CRIMES OF GRINDLEWALD TOMORROW

30. Biggest obsession? Cats

31. Favorite TV show as a kid? Probably I-Carly or Hannah Montana

32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? My boyfriend

33. Are you superstitious? Unintentionally yes

34. Any unusual phobias? Dark bathrooms xD

35. In front of the camera or behind it? Both

36. Favorite Hobby? Sims eek

37. Last book your read? Idk why but I stopped reading and so I have no idea

38. Last movie you watched? Not all of it but some of Pitch Perfect (I’ve already seen the whole thing don't worry)

39. Play an instrument? My voice and also a bit of the keyboard

40. Favorite Animal? Cat.

41. Top five tumblr blogs you follow? ALL OF THEM DANG IT

42. What superpower do you wish you had? Flight!

43. Where and when do you feel the most at peace? At home, sleeping in my bed

44. What makes you smile? Literally life

45. What sports do you play, if any? I’ve been in dance for 13 years

46. Favorite drink? Coca-Cola

47. Last time you wrote a handwritten note or letter to someone? This week actually!

48. Afraid of heights? DUH

49. Biggest pet peeve? SLOW WALKERS JUST WALK PLEASE

50. Ever been to a concert? Yep and I’ve been in several local ones

51. Vegan or Vegetarian? Heck no

52. What did you want to be when you were little? A pop star xD

53. What fictional world would you like to live in? Just. Hogwarts. Always.

54. What is something you worry about? If I am actually liked by people

55. Scared of the dark? Only in bathrooms dude

56. Do you like to sing? YES (Soprano 1 - Mezzo)

57. Ever skipped school? Nope, I’m a good bean

58. Favorite place on the planet? Bed.

59. Where would you like to live? New York or Paris

60. Have any pets? 3 cats (Bella, Possum, and Ty) and also a fish whose name I don't remember

61. Early bird or Night owl? NIGHT OWL

62. Sunrises or Sunsets? I’m gonna go with sunsets

63. Do you know how to drive? I should but I don't xD

64. Earbuds or headphones? Earbuds but not the ones you get with an iPhone, those suck!

65. Ever had braces? Three years I think total, and I just had to get a 6 week retainer set to close a small gap that came back :(

66. Favorite genre of music? Pop I guess xD Or musical theater!

67. Who is your hero? My stepdad

68. Do you read comic books? No but my stepdad did xD

69. What makes you the most angry? When people make jokes about things like cancer or diabetes (THEY ARENT FUNNY)

70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? Definitely a real book, My eyes don't hurt as much plus they smellll soooo goooodd

71. Favorite Subject? English or Science

72. Any siblings? So this is complicated but I have one half brother, a half-step brother, and a half-step sister

73. The last thing you bought? I bought a journal and some bath salts for my friend’s birthday

74. How tall are you? So I used to be 5′2 but every time I go to the doctor they measure me at like 5′1 and I am confusion

75. Can you cook? Yes but I prefer baking

76. Three things you love? My family, my friends, and food (Omg I typed foot at first EEK)

77. Three things you hate? I LITERALLY DONT HATE ANYTHING IM SORRY

78. Do you have more female friends or male friends? Female oof

79. Sexual orientation? Straight But why did you need to know??

80. Where do you currently live? Louisiana OOOF

81. Last person you texted? My boyfriend, specifically “hehehe yess”

82. Last time you cried? Watching “A Walk to Remember” a few weeks ago

83. Favorite youtuber? All of them, rip

84. Do you like to take selfies? Yes but only because I don't like the pictures other people take of me xD

85. Favorite app? BUZZFEED or maybe netflix

86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? I love my mom and we are close but me and my biological dad don't talk

87. Favorite foreign accent? FRENCH OR BRITISH

88. Place you’ve never been to but want to visit? Hawaii or Paris

89. Favorite number? 2 but also literally any even number

90. Can you juggle? Who on here can actually juggle cause I want to be your best friend please (so no)

91. Are you religious? I’m supposed to be catholic but I haven't been to church in a while

92. Is outer space or the deep ocean more interesting? The deep ocean because I want to be a mermaid

93. Do you consider yourself a daredevil? No I am the opposite oof

94. Are you allergic to anything? Cats and dogs, pollen, grass, apparently something in the meningitis vaccine (ITS A LONG STORY)

95. Can you curl your tongue? YOU BET I CAN

96. Can you wiggle your ears? No but I can shake my eyes

97. How often do you admit that you’re wrong about something? I am never wrong, ever.

98. The forest or the beach? The beach cause mermaids

99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given to you? Do what you love, don’t work for money.

100. Are you a good liar? I am a TERRIBLE liar

101. Hogwarts house? Gryffindor but my hybrid house is Gryffinpuff soooo...

102. Do you talk to yourself? I used to tbh but now I usually just sing to myself

103. Introvert of Extrovert? Extrovert but I love me time

104. Do you keep a journal/diary? No I just deal with my thoughts

105. Do you believe in second chances? Absolutely

106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? Look for identification in it so I can return it to it’s owner

107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? Of course!

108 Are you ticklish? VERY

109. Have you ever been on a plane? Yes, I was on one last weekend

110. Any piercings? Only my basic ear piercings

111. What fictional character do you wish was real? Ronald Weasley

112. Any tattoos? No but I wanna get a few small ones later in life

113. Best decision you’ve made in your life so far? Care for others is far more rewarding than wallowing in sadness

114. Do you believe in karma? It depends, really

115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? I used to wear glasses but since one of my eyes is near sighted and the other is far sighted they balance each other out enough so that I don’t necessarily need them anymore

116. Do you want children? YES LIKE 3-5

117. Who is the smartest person you know? My stepdad

118. Most embarrassing moment? That time I asked my bestfriend at the time’s sister if I could wear a pad on a water slide (IT WAS MY FIRST PERIOD OKAY?)

119. Ever pulled an all-nighter? I’ve made it to 6 am xD

120. What color are most of your clothes? Yellow or pink :P

121. Do you like adventures? PLANNED adventures, yes

122. Ever been on tv? A few times

123. How old are you? 16

124. Favorite quote? But without the dark, we’d never see the stars

125. Sweet or savory foods? SWEEETTT

OML THIS TOOK FOREVER RIP

#ts4m #ts4mmcc #TS4 #s4mm #S4S #s4 #simself #simblr #get to know me #gettoknowmechallenge

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