Finally watching bee & puppycat lazy in space, it's very hard to focus on lore with all the pretty characters I want to kiss, but I think I'm managing

Lucifer is getting the strap

I don't know if you've ever seen any of the theory posts but a lot of people have pointed out Lucifer's obsession with the circus and how his Hell is based off of a circus troupe. You've got him as the Ringmaster and he even pulled Charlie into a giant circus tent in "More Than Anything", Asmodeus with the contortionists, Bee is the animal shows, Mammon is... the musicians? Or the concessions lmao, although Bee does have cotton candy which is a common circus concession and she IS Gluttony so it could just as easily be her?

Anyways, I've been constantly thinking recently of Lucifer with a female Reader (obviously) but the other day some specific kind of clicked for me and like,

Lucifer is just watching Reader help out with the hotel construction and he's Trying To Be SO Normal as he's watching your arms flex when you lift things and the ways the muscles in your back move and MAYBE JUST MAYBE you aren't thinking straight when SUDDEN ACCIDENT and something is falling from above and, you just yoink him up off the ground and tug him back before something falls on him. It all happens so fast that you don't realize he could've defended himself totally fine and you're setting him down just SO embarrassed and meanwhile he's just looking up at you "so you're pretty strong, huh 😳👉👈"

I can just see Reader making some sort of joke later on, "well, don't most circus troupes have a strongwoman?" and Lucifer just looks up at you with the most 😍 ass expression because, you're basically like calling yourself a member of the crew, his daughter's crew really, but, he's part of it, so, like, you're basically saying you guys are great friends! And also feeding into his little... hobby obsession thing! He loves it ❤️

Of course then we have to have an incident where, Reader having freakish strength or not, you eventually need to be rescued. OR YOU STAND UP FOR LUCIFER AND IT DRIVES HIM WILD. Can you imagine being in a bar and some MASSIVE mountain of a dude starts giving you trouble and you're acting getting kind of scared and. Here's tiny Lucifer, "hey you shouldn't speak to her like that! Apologize!" And this guy just laughs in his fucking face and starts mocking him, talking down to him, Lucifer's face is turning RED--

and you just fucking slug the guy, "you can't fucking speak to him like that!!" Like imagine you're growling at this guy to get up and apologize to the King of Hell and it's like HE CANT YOU KNOCKED HIM UNCONSCIOUS and Lucifer's just, twirling a piece of his hair around a finger, "oh golly, you really gave it to him huh?" and grinning like an idiot

Tiny Lucifer loving when you wear heels and get EVEN TALLER or loving watching you work out or just DO things. No, please, by all means, wear those baggy shorts while you go for a run outside, he isn't drooling over your legs or anything! Maybe he's a little more sober when he "drunkenly" invites you to arm wrestle, just to feel your strength against him. SINGLE BRAINCELL BOTTOM LUCIFER WHO YOU SAVE FROM AN ACCIDENT SO HE INTENTIONALLY CAUSES MORE ACCIDENTS SO YOU SCOOP HIM UP MORE.

All I'm saying is that I work a manual labor job and I've been really slimming down and getting biceps and someday we're gonna enter our Muscle Mommy Reader era where she's just running around domming dudes and getting into bar fights and throwing cars at bitches. Vox or Val gives you some lip and you're grabbing them by the throat and pushing them down into their seat and telling him to stop being such a bad boy or you'll have to punish him, before suddenly remembering You're At Work and frantically apologizing before running off while they wonder when the fuck you got so strong and... also how much would they have to pay you to do that again--

Nesting hobits

FOR CE CHARACTERS!!

Warning : oral (f receive)、smut and it's basically from my period thots and my writer blocked

Don't like, Don't read.

Summary: their hobits and favors for nest 😳

Andy Barber

This alpha would become a clingy teddy bear when the rut near.

The morning kisses are more sloppy, he loves to stroke your softness and he’d leave bites on them.

He prefers floral tones flavors, he would buy the fragrance which has galbanum or Orange flower. Always spray them on everything in his nest.

And he would spray it on you too, but if you don’t like that, he would cling to you more to make sure those bastards knew you were taken by him.

Soft and silky is the basic standard for the nest, his body heat is high enough so don’t worry.

You found that the frequency of swimming is higher than normal, and showers with cold water when he is back home.

“Andy, you promise me that we'll take a break!”

His lips nip the soft freshness of your inner thighs, his hands hold the back of your right thigh and left ankle, his bright blue eyes shining with lust and adore.

“We're taking a break, puppy. I'm having my meal.”

His tongue takes your pearl bud in between his teeth and sucks it slightly, your back arches off the sheet, and your hands scratch the silky surface over your head.

Your squeak turns to the moans when his fingers tap your flowers and spread the wetness.

The sweat and the heat against your flesh, the feeling of his skillful fingers and his bulky arms, all of them made you crazy.

“Andy you greedy wolf…”

“For you, yes, my sweet puppy.”

Ari Levinson

Possessive and hard to read his emotions.

But don't worry, he would never give you a cold shoulder!

He'd only stare at those flies who dare to approach you and steal you away, his jaw clenched, he secretly memorized all of them and warned them behind you.

His hands snake around your waist, your whimper melts under his touch even as he pulls you close to him.

“Sorry, it’s family time. I have something important things to do with my wife.”

His strength and the strong smell mixed with Vetiver and Jasmine distract you.

You turn to your bear and the wetness of your underwear tells you the reason why Ari became so eager.

The honey bee between your legs always knew your bear faster than your brain.

You two get in the car, and Ari drives 120 miles to your secret cabinet by the lake ― where he usually goes when he’s in ruts.

The rest you can't quite remember, you nearly forgot your name when Ari held you up, your legs hooked with his thighs, and he grind on your mound so fucking slowly, tortured you both yet felt so delicious.

Your foreheads against each other, the last ray of sunshine shone on Ari’s face.

You could see his ocean-blue eyes were brewing a storm of lust and love.

“Ari…” you called his name when you kissed him

“My beautiful bear…” His grabs were getting harder, there’s no doubt that that would leave a bruise.

But you both love it.

Ari attacked you with plenty of kisses and bites, not hard enough to hurt you but enough to leave a mark.

“My sweet bee, no one could steal you away.”

Your nails dug into his back when he rammed into you, and a heavy sigh of satisfaction fell out.

Ari knelt down and let you lay on the bed, your clothes which were supposed to be stuck in your closet now all underneath you.

“I'll buy new clothes for you, I love the dress you wore, it hugs your beauty and drives me crazy.”

Ari's beefy body pinned you down and the feral ramming hitting on the sweet spots made you preen.

Your last memory was when Ari turned you to the stomach and touched the sheet, he grabbed your hips and kept your upper back down.

He growled when he slammed himself into you again, and his demonic smirk.

“Don't worry, I've told your boss that you'd take some days off. Now let me fulfill my duty as your bear, shall we?”

cielo!!!! ur drabble game is so COOL!!! if i may send a character hmmm what about (fallen) angel megumi??? 😳 (doesnt have to be fallen too!!!) thank u so much 🥺

sel!!! hello my dear!! 💕 thank you for requesting!!! fallen angel megumi 👀👀👀 ohhhh i’m in love already. idk what this is….just go w it lol.

i hope you enjoy!! 💕

fallen angel!megumi

cw: blood

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The shadow of wings; huge and all encompassing, an eclipse of your own world in the holy shape of him.

Half-holy. Once holy. What do you become after holiness? Deserted? Transformed? He’s still as beautiful as ever, perhaps more so; maybe it is your own sin to find such loveliness in the new raven shade of his wings.

And now you think, the dove-like wings never suited him anyways, even if they were grey and violet and twinged with twinkle, darker on him than most. No, you’ve never realized how stunning shadows were until they clung to him.

“What are you doing down here?”

“I found you—“ you breathe it out, fluttering to him like a bird.

“You shouldn’t have.” He’s terse and just shy of being too harsh.

“But I did,” you counter, “and I’m here, with you.”

“It’s dangerous,” he grits out and you see the barely-there flash of his teeth. The little growl in his voice. Has he already changed so much with the fall? You have a thousand questions for him—did it hurt? Were you lonely? Did you think of me? Did you long for me, a heaven away? You step nearer to him and he rears back slightly, wary of you.

But you can’t help yourself and now that he’s so close, in front of you finally. You reach up to touch him.

He catches your wrist before it can dip into the soft downy of his dark wings. He grips it tight, a low growl in his chest like a warning.

“I missed you,” you say softly, in the face of all his hardness, “Megumi, I miss you.”

His eyes, like the depth of the sea shift and shimmer, soften only fractionally.

“You shouldn’t have come,” he says again, breathes it now, harsh and desperate. “This world is not for you. Why did you come?”

“Because I missed you,” you say again and his grip relaxes enough that your fingers skim just the edges of the feathers. Silky on one edge, but going against the grain—

“Ah!” You gasp and your finger swells with blood.

And he goes to shift away from you, but in a flash, you’ve lurched forward. You can’t lose him now.

You sink your hand into the feathers, gentle, sweet as ever. You feel the warmth and the threat of them; you feel the muscle beneath. Strong. Glorious.

What do you become after holy? You wonder—something else entirely.

“You shouldn’t have come.” He says again and his voice hums and throbs around your temples like a stinging bee. When he grabs you tight this time, you feel the burn of his hands on you—it sears.

You cry out, high and sharp and scared. A squeaking bird in the talons of a predator.

You grip the feathers. Your hand darkens with rivers of blood that slip down your wrist, your arm.

“Megumi—!”

His eyes are depthless, unfathomable.

“I cannot let you return now.”

His wings flare wide and you fall into their shadow.

***

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FNaF Headcanon

♡ First Time With Springtrap ♡

Warning: +18 necrophilia

minors do not interact please.

😳

You and Springtrap are in your room. As usual, he was on the edge of your bed. He hav’been at your house for a while, you knew what it was like to get along with each other, the routine customs, but you two rarely slept together.

the first time you two slept together, He was pretty shy. He can’t move very well because of the springlocks, so he settles in bed awkwardly, letting a long and relaxed sigh out of his mouth. 

You giggled.

Hi mechanical body was heavy, you can feel the mattress drastically sink in on your side. You slid a little closer to Springtrap, which gaze you.

You blush. 

“I’m s-sorry...” You say shy and turning back to your space in bed.

You feel the heavy arm leaning against you, as if want you to snuggle, something like a one-armed hug.

His eyes are saying something.

Your heart beats fast.

You approach and hug his torso.

You feel the sticky texture of the suit. You take a deep breath, just to feel his deadly fragrance that you love so much. The strong odor is comforting, acidic and putrid, you want to keep that smell in your memory, you will never want to wash the sheets again. You feel the cold, mechanical fingers touch your back, his palm was gigantic, covered most of your back, his touch was gentle, barely touching you with the fingertips. You snuggled into Springtrap's chest, you can feel the cold mucus sticking to your face, everything that was his was yours and you loved what you got of it.

You two had the best sleep in your lives.

bUT we are talking about sex so yeah.

okaaaayy let’s go.

When you felt secure and confortable about beeing this close to him, you gave him a deep kiss in his teeth (he can’t actually kiss you know) and asked him if he wanted. 

He laid you on the bed in a comforting way, you started to undress just like him.

He can’t also take his clothes as well and you know why, so this is as close to naked as you'll see Springtrap:

He approach his body closer to yours, you are excited for it and welcomes you with open arms. It's your first time with him, but you're prepared.

Well he doesn’t have a wiener because, you know he is dead as fuck and the springlocks already crashed those eggs, BUT let’s make an exception. 

He approaches you with affection. The weight of his fists on the mattress is remarkable, he is right above you. Your bodies touch, until... you feel something protruding.

You feel a wave of heat go through your whole body, your heart throbs cold. You touch William's face and he presses his lips to your warm neck, he was icy, a shiver runs through your body. He seems to deposit something like a kiss on your skin. You feel something wet, between your legs? on your neck? who knows... before you knew it, the tongue of your favorite rabbit caressed you with movements that went up and down, he was tasting you, desiring you, loving you.

You put your arms around William's neck and that's when he knew you were ready. He touched your torso and gripped you tight. Without much effort, he sat on the edge of the bed, placed you sitting on his lap, Pressing you close to his cock. It was up, not hard enough to be indeed hard like a rock, that old dead body no longer has the same fluidity of blood, but who cares? There it is your leg-opener. 

Hesitant, but with a great desire, you pull down the springlocks suit, exposing the cock that is on his slim hips, you practically salivate when you put your eyes on. William was almost 7 inches, he was large, a piece of meat, the veins that burst from the blood all over the spring-dick. it was purple and pretty much wet, oh lord, so much wet. There were fluids oozing, thick, gooey fluids, dear god you are shivering.

These fluids are not cum. 

Springtrap is literally a sexual disease why do you want to sit on that putrid dick.

💀

You sit up, god it's wet and icy, you shiver and blush so damn hard, William squeezes your flesh and starts to put you on a ride. The bed wasn't the only thing that creaked, the springs creaked as you sit up and shake your hips. He hits you right in the spot, you bounce slowly as the springlocks can pop against you and he doesn’t want to hurt you.

William pant a lot, the one who seemed dead a long time ago now lights up to life. You swear you felt something beat in his chest.

You fucked at that pace for at least 20 minutes. You expected William to last much longer, but you understand that reality doesn't last a movie and that your yellow rabbit was rusty, but so what? Neither of you knew who reached the apex first. It was all wet and fragrant, the room smelled of sex. You were tired and Afton looked the same.

Before you move, William hugs you, presses his forehead against yours. 

That night was unforgetabble. 

Who is your least favorite character from Naruto?

Hm. Well, the answer that sprang immediately to mind was Danzo, followed right after by Hiruzen … but no. It’s easy to say you don’t like them, and be able to list multiple reasons why. But, being the way I am, I’m a hardcore completist. It physically pains me when something is left undone. This extends to characters, and in Naruto, that character for me is probably Ten Ten.

I don’t hate her. But I don’t like characters that are added into something “just because”. In her case I think she was in Team Gai just to put a female body in that sea of men. They give her some great skills with weapons, and … that’s kinda it. In Boruto she’s unmarried and owner of a weapons shop … during a time of “peace” when nobody seems to need or want weapons. Gai has a storied history, Neji has his tragic Hyuga background and amazing character arc ((up until they killed him to further Naruto/Hinata)), Lee went from a nobody to building himself up with sheer hard work and focus and determination. But … what happened to Ten Ten? Did she get an arc, or something really unique to her character, or did we ever get any information about family or clan or love interests or literally anything?? No.

She’s a bit more interesting in the Rock Lee and his Ninja Pals manga/anime spin-off, but I don’t know if I feel like that counts, exactly. Like in the RL anime it’s shown that she greatly admires Lady Tsunade and she laments that she can’t be her student because she cant(?) do medical ninjutsu.

You know what would have been interesting? You know who could have been cool for her to study under, to better learn how to handle multiple weapons at once?

Killer Bee.

Also she gave off some strong Sapphic vibes, to me. Have Sakura give a party, have Ten Ten show up with this otherworldly beauty on her arm, and when they question who she is, Ten Ten just casually goes “Oh; this is my wife.”

Or or. Okay so Sasuke is for some reason staying at Orochimaru’s “house” for awhile. And one night at like midnight he’s at the fridge to get a class of milk. Karin (who also stays there) comes out of her room in lingerie. Sasuke thinks she’s coming to try and seduce him and he’s prepared to reject her but she just nods at him and starts making a sandwich. She turns her head and calls back to her room “Babe? Did you want mayonnaise?” and Ten Ten comes out in a robe, puts her arms around Karin from behind and is like “I’d rather have something else sweet and creamy on my tongue ~” and Sasuke is just like 😳🤯🫢 and later at breakfast Mitsuki ((who’s REALLY used to seeing Ten Ten)) is sitting and chatting away to his “aunt” about weapons and such.

Did I answer the question? Did my rambling make sense? 

🤷🏽‍♀️

Oh! That last gifset made me realize something that I guess is pretty obvious but I’ve never thought about in that way before… In 1x10, Lizzie is trying to “fix” her life by wishing her “nemesis” (whom she blames for all of her problems) out of it. In her first wish, she wishes Hope had never come to the Salvatore School, which becomes a run-down, barely-hanging-on institution without that Mikaelson money Klaus sent. Lizzie, Josie, and Alaric track down Hope, who is a vampire (presumably a full Tribrid) who looks to have just massacred every one of the patrons in Rousseau’s. (But there’s a glint of something in Josie’s eyes, and it’s not fear or revulsion.) They take Hope back to the school, where she once again becomes Alaric’s focus… So in the second wish, Lizzie wishes there never was a Salvatore School. Lizzie is a downtrodden, unhappy, unloved sister while Josie is queen bee at MFHS. Lizzie’s efforts to protect Josie from her lout of a boyfriend (Connor! 😳) lead to the exposure of magic, so the Mikaelsons swoop in to contain the situation. Josie is very taken with Hope, and Hope’s interested in Josie, too (even Alaric gets promoted from long-suffering history teacher to headmaster of the Mikaelson Academy? Institute? I forget the nomenclature…) Everyone else being happy (and, worse, Hope and Josie already an item an hour after meeting!) doesn’t do it for Lizzie, so wish #3 is that Hope Mikaelson was never born. It’s an apocalyptic world, with Klaus and Caroline (!) tearing the world apart and Triad trying to eliminate every last supernatural…and Alaric and the Squad members trying to stay under the radar in hovels and basements and whatnot. Oh, and in this reality, Lizzie had killed Josie 😳 In other words, in a world without Hope, there is no Josie. 🤯 I’d never really thought about the implications of that, how Hope’s existence is also essential for Josie’s. Without Hope, without that inspiration or place to put her feelings, or, shall we say, that hope, Josie’s never able to become strong enough to “manage” Lizzie’s erratic behaviors and magical outbursts. (Perhaps, without Hope as a “counterexample,” a person she wants to be better than, Lizzie’s never able to build the level of strength and control she has in the main reality.) Hope is central to Josie’s happiness (but also, I think you can argue—which the show often forgot—that the trio together are necessary for any one, and all, of them to function), and in a world where Hope doesn’t exist, Josie’s not just unhappy, she can’t exist at all…

(1/2) Hi! I'd like to bother you a bit, if you don't mind. :P I was rewatching CSI and also guiding myself through your notes own our favorite couple, and I finally hit the 'proposal episode' ♥♥♥ what a beautiful take on them, it's so sweet, it's soo them! Also, Jorja's adorable face when Grissom's scrapping the bee's sting out of her hand, whilst she wonders about what he just asked her, I mean- gosh, I adore her! Anyways! What's your take on the proposal?

cont.

(2/2) Do you believe Grissom had been thinking about proposing to her before the events of s7e24/s8e01, or that was an out of the blue question? I tend to believe he had thought about that for a long time before making up his mind on the subject, as we know he likes to over analyze stuff. Also, do you happen to think Sara might have adventured herself with the idea of someday marrying him? I'd love to hear your thoughts on this. Thx! ;) I'm so sorry for the long post, please don't feel pressured to answer me, if you don't want to. Honestly. <3 😳💕

hi, @ms-machine!

you're not bothering me at all! it's great to hear from you again.

my short answer to your question is that i very much agree with you that grissom has proposing to sara on his mind long before he actually asks her to marry him.

though he can't very well pop the question during the "secret dating" phase, i think he pretty much always has the thought in the back of his mind (more or less from the onset of their relationship) that someday—when he is at liberty to do so—he is going to ask sara to be his wife.

her abduction by the miniature killer and subsequent months-long recovery prevents him from asking her immediately after they "come out" at work.

but once she's sufficiently healed and they've established their "new normal" now that their relationship is public knowledge, he wastes no time in doing what he has for so long wanted to do.

to my mind, when he actually makes the proposal, he does so extemporaneously, in a moment of sheer adoration—meaning when he wakes up that morning, he doesn't necessarily know "today's the day." rather, it's just something that happens. the right light strikes, and he finally has the opportunity to say what he has been waiting to say to sara for literal years now, so he doesn't hesitate.

likewise, i think that though sara has wanted grissom to propose to her basically the entire time they've been together, she's never been brave enough to let on to him that she has because she hasn't been entirely sure of his feelings for her or his level of commitment.

part of her has always worried that she's been more ready to settle down than he has. she's been worried about "coming on too strong" or spooking him, so she's just kept her mouth shut, silently hoping that maybe one day he'll be ready but trying not to force the issue or tip her hand too much.

while recently, since the events of late s7 and early s8, she has had a hunch that maybe grissom is trending more in that direction, since they haven't ever discussed the topic before, she doesn't really have any idea that he is just as eager to tie the knot as she.

she is therefore incredibly pleasantly surprised when he so suddenly asks her to marry him.

it's an actual dream come true for her—something she had always hoped for but hadn't had any specific expectations of.

anyway.

i've got some longer, more detailed posts on the subject, if you're interested:

this one details how grissom's s7 sabbatical serves as a prelude to his s8 proposal.

this one talks about grissom's thought process regarding marriage throughout his relationship with sara.

this one dissects the actual moment when he makes the proposal in itself and why he ultimately ends up just "blurting out the question."

the one conjectures that while both of grissom and sara have wanted to get married to each other for a long, prior to the events of episode 08x02 "the case of the cross-dressing carp," they've never had a conversation with each other concerning that possibility.

this one discusses how while sara has long hoped that grissom might propose to her, she is caught off-guard in the moment when he finally does so.

thanks for the question! please feel welcome to send another any time.

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Artwork by @babooshkart

Harry/Draco (2022, Mature, 4.3k) 🏳️‍⚧️

Harry doesn’t know the exact moment his life changed. Maybe it was the day Draco Malfoy unwillingly turned up at his front door, or the moment the plane’s landing gear went up and London-Heathrow fell away below them. Maybe it was in the dusty swirl of red rocks and motel rooms somewhere between Tennessee and California. Maybe it wasn't a single moment at all, but a whole series of them, captured with Harry's camera.

“How does it feel?” Harry asks. Draco blinks, just a flutter of his lashes, then smiles wide and slow.

“Like freedom,” he says. “Like something brand new.”

“Brand new,” Harry repeats softly. He can’t take his eyes off Draco’s barely-there freckles, his bright eyes, the pink blush of his bottom lip. The road rumbles underneath them, endless.

Did someone say ROAD TRIP but make it soft and contemplative?? *Liv has joined the chat* this fic was such a wonderful Wireless surprise and since I’ve been wanting to write a proper rec for Bee’s stuff for a while here’s my perfect excuse! This grabbed me by my heartstrings within the first few paragraphs with annoyed Harry and pitiful Draco being forcefully bonded together and boarding on a plane to god knows where, all part of a Ministry Reintegration program. Draco’s terror flying for the first time hit me in a very particular way, and so did Harry’s reaction; that first scene established both characters in such a brilliant way I knew right away this would be a personal favourite.

The slow burn is as quiet, lovely and assessing as our main characters, following their Muggle journey as they both relearn each other and make memories through photographs, the exquisite US desert landscape as a quite fitting background. Speaking of which, I am obsessed with the aesthetics here! All locations were perfectly chosen and evoke a constant feeling of discovery and isolation. I kept thinking about the desert symbolism in The Little Prince (one of my favourite books!) and how it magnifies the sense of loneliness, but “The house, the stars, the desert—what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible!” I was so moved by this parallel while reading this fic because instead of being a desolate thing, this is a desert journey full of peace and hope.

The narrative flows by through these short and enchanting vignettes, mixing gorgeous scenery, meaningful conversations and Harry’s camera creating memories of them both. I loved seeing the subtle change in their dynamics and in Harry’s behaviour (the way my heart melted at his “Baby’s first time driving” comment! 😳). And Draco learns so many things along the way! Paint spraying, driving and of course photographing. Bee chose not to show us everything but focus instead on these special shared moments where they grow closer and experience new things together. Peak romance! I love the quiet tenderness of it, the tentative intimacy and the certainty this is something good and lasting, with a minor sprinkle of soft angst of course, after all Bee always explores so well. Softness is their trademark! 💜

I am absolutely smitten with this sweet and atmospheric love story, the vivid imagery and the time skips capturing the progression of Harry and Draco’s relationship in such a deep, comprehensive and satisfying way for a 4k fic. This is about shared vulnerably and the ways anxiety, irritation and fragility can become something strong and confident and beautiful when you find someone worthy of it, who’s open and willing to take that leap with you.

Surprising absolutely no one, the incredibly talented Boo comes in with a bang, sharing incredible art pieces that translate the mood, the landscape and the softness of this journey so perfectly. I was mesmerized by the warm sense of pure joy that jumps from those photographs, it made the reading experience so much more real, immersive and heartfelt. There’s no better way to close this week than letting this gem inside your heart. Play paused parade and come treat yourself!

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When you chat with an artist and F1 fan like you on instagram and you get him into fanfic reading by sharing your tumblr profile pic drawing in instagram story as your fave drawing and he starts asking about it and you then tell him about the non-binary seb stories and all the different fanfics and everything and then he starts reading stories and sometimes sends you his faves. And one fucking day you get a link of your own story (Bee band-aids).

And now I'm like: 😳😳😳😍😮😮😮

I don't know if he knows that it's mine. And now I'm both happy and scared. I don't want to tell him that it's mine because he's british and I'm of course not and my English is far from being good enough to write good stories so I don't like to talk about it with native people. But I also don't want to lie to him because he's a nice guy. So I told him I'm too tired to read it now (which is true because it's 1 am here and I can hardly see) and I'm gonna read it tomorrow. And now I hope he'll forget about it.

I wish to have the confidence to be open about writing in English. We could talk about our ideas. But converting those ideas into quality stories are not a strong point of mine so I choose not to mention this whole writing thing if I don't have to. Maybe one day.

But it feels nice that he thinks it's super cute. 🥺❤

oh Daddy 😳 uhhhh oh my brain's gone a bit - mmm you've made your baby bee all fuzzy lol

I'll be such a needy mess for you, whining and whimpering with you pressed so deep inside me. I'm humping the air just thinking about it, thinking about your cum dripping out of me, making me all warm and sticky, your arms strong around me as I collapse against you, completely limp as you fuck that second load into me 💕

I don't think I could ever beg you to stop, Daddy, I love how you make me feel too much. but curling up together afterwards, both too tired to keep our eyes open, just gently holding one another would be the perfect ending 🧡 -🐝 xoxo

now please excuse your needy bee as she goes to touch herself while thinking about you for the third time today 🙈

I posted that other response and this one (Which my askbox was saying was there but not showing me) has finally revealed itself.

This is late but I still wanted to let you know that I would love you cuddle you after I fuck you into a cute little puddle, my needy bee.

Mid year 2022 check in: Friends, how are we already over halfway through with 2022?! Absolutely insane! 😳 Remember how I mentioned I had GROWTH as my word of the year? We’ll, here’s my mid year GROWTH report + check in! 🪴 I am/have been: • keeping busy brewing up only the finest coffee around while bringing in that $$! ☕️ • still finding my independent growth while being a wife to my hubby while he’s a busy bee on the road 🐝 - only ~ 495 days til 2024 & he’s home with me officially. The wait is long - but I am strong enough to handle it. I’m so fortunate M comes home every 3 weeks which gives me all the butterflies still.. 🦋 (also helps with the time I’m missing him) • watching little Henry boy quite a bit alongside my momma so I get lots of practice for my own kiddos someday, 2024 - where are you?! 😜 Crazy to think Hen will be a WILD 1 on my birthday this year!! 🦁 Slow down young one! Henry is also keeping me on my toes… literally! He’s walking like it’s nobody’s business & GROWING like a weed! 🌱 • been spending more time with my in laws, @krisannja & Jerry while helping K keep up with her Etsy shop 1x a week or so too! Her company is a favorite of mine for sure! 🤍 • still always singing in my vehicle - gotta keep the music alive, ya know! 🎶 I definitely am missing being on stage as I truly belong up there. It’s a safe space. A place to grow & show who I truly am. Hoping to get back on one soon… 🤞🏻 & lastly, for now at least - I’m really enjoying my coffee bar that we have at home! My milk frother is literally the best item I own! Perfect coffee & milk straight from the pot every time! Add your creamer of choice & you’re good to go! Btw, Pumpkin Spice comes out next Tuesday so you know where I’ll be! 🤪 Go get it! 🎃👻 I hope you all are ROCKING it this year too so far! 🤟🏻 (at Iowa) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChqtzQlN5vz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Hi... Happy new year for you🎉🎉

I have seen some people completely ALIENATED about the Upstead's relationship... For these people, marriage was the end point of the Upstead! Instead of understanding that this marriage just solidified a relationship built for 4 years to be ENDGAME (and they really are), they prefer to elaborate absurd and nonsensical theories to try, once again, to destroy this love so strong and beautiful. Some insane one are killing Hailey (or Jay) in that episode that will focus on her... Others, are "predicting" that Jay and Hailey's post-wedding bliss will fall down!

I don't know where she got this ridiculous theory from, but I think that all the idiotic theories are the result of thought that PD, beeing a show of tensions and anguish, CANNOT have anyone happy???

We are definitely NOT the watching the same show! 🥺😳

Thank you 💓💓

Look, people are gonna always have their strange (and negative theories.) Don't mind them. At the end of the day, we've been lucky enough to not only watch this ship build a foundation and grow for the past few years, but we have watched them now in a romantic relationship. And within the span of a year, we got a first kiss, a first I love you and they got married.

AND now we get to watch the rest of the episodes with them married. The story for us is not over. So, let them keep making their negative theories while we happily watch our favorite couple happy and in love on the screen.

These two have shown time and time again that they have a solid foundation and that they are endgame. That has not changed at all. Only thing is, now we get to see them as endgame with some pretty cool black wedding rings. And that just makes it even better.

now I’m curious,,, omg ship YOUR moots w a hq boy and explain why 😳🤪

omg bet 🤝 i must say beforehand that i am absolute TRASH with like. vibe checking people SLDFKJSDF so um please take this with a grain of salt 💔

@sa-suga - meg x kyouka no arguments SDFJLSDKF ok no so i gotta keep up the kyouka x mattsun agenda here even though i am about to,,,develop a crush on him as well BUT THAT’S IRRELEVANT ANYWAYS!! kyouka’s kinda feral and i feel like mattsun would be that supportive bf that just stands by and holds her earrings while she taekwondo kicks a bitch LMAOOO. also, he 100% supports her in her poledancing slut drop endeavors. definitely comes with her when she visits shady and abandoned parks because she has No Fear and goes running with her at like 11pm when she texts him about it bc he doesn’t want her to run into a strange homeless man again

@voxamcris - i have a lot of ppl in mind for yuki but right now i am feeling a strong yuki x kita connection in my soul. our hardworking queen, there’s definitely a strong diligent mindset in both that they would find themselves attracted to! ugh they’d be such a power couple like? i feel like they have such prominent leadership qualities, so they probably met each other while being co-leaders on a project or smth and just! admiration turned into love!!! AND THEY’RE BOTH SO THOUGHTFUL TOO so when yuki is busy doing schoolwork + organization things he probably drops by gifts or a text message to remind her to take care of herself and likewise her with him!

@miyachondria - i am feeling . bee x atsumu rn . like PLEASE she probably bullies him bc of his piss colored hair at some point in time but she Sees his passion for volleyball and she most definitely understands him, the way his mind works, the reasons for his actions, even when the entire world is against him and thinks he’s just an egotistical asshole, and atsumu loves that about her!! iirc bee plays/played volleyball as well, so they’d probably bond over their love for volleyball! also i hc that atsumu is a loser and can’t swim except for like, idk doggy paddling, so bee probably has a beach date with him and teaches him how to swim; probably forces him to wear arm floaties for the first few minutes and clowns him the entire time SDLFKDF

@w-yuren - what would a ren ship be without kageyama ✋✋ it might be all the blue in her blog but i always imagine ren x kags to be an early early foggy morning, rain just the night before so the air is slightly damp, where there’s a cup of tea in her hands and kageyama is right beside her as she leans on him for the warmth the tea cannot provide and--ahem, anyways, she probably helps him with his skincare routine and doesn’t let him skip it no matter How late he comes back home after practice SDFKLS and he’s definitely the definition of Confused But He’s Got The Spirit! also, he may be confused on his feelings regarding doughseph. should he be jealous of the attention the starter gets? he’s not quite sure, but at least he’s getting quality sourdough out of the whole ordeal 🤝🤝

@inarzki - noora!! the baddest bitch! bye suna would be so smitten with her 🙄🙄✋✋✋ join the club rinny boy ‼‼‼ we’re all in love with noora get in line ‼‼ i feel like she has the Flavor in the relationship, suna’s just along for the ride! he comes over for a basketball game only to sit on the couch as noora screams at the tv LMAOOAAO it’s ok he gets to spend time with the queen herself he should consider himself lucky ✋ but fr he’s just in love with how outspoken she is and how she doesn’t take shit from literally anyone ugh she’s so unapologetically herself and he vibes w her So Hard. also, she’s in cs?? literally an intellectual, the brains in this relationship 

@neonghxst - alright finally, the one who started this all. miss extraordinary el. OKAY LISTEN...listen . i’m thinking. this might be a stretch IDK but i’m feeling osamu for el. like miss el is a coffee extraordinaire so they probably go on coffee dates tgt and try out all the different options there are! sometimes osamu will try to create dishes to go along with the coffee so that there’s a, how do you say it, ‘perfect combination of flavors on the palate 😌’ JDFSLKDSF. i see them being SUPER supportive of each other but the silent supporting through actions type! osamu bringing her food & her favorite coffee during her accidental acing of her final exam, el leaving her apartment only for starbucks And to visit onigiri miya 

So, two of @thatingloriousthing 's draws inspired me again 😊👉👈. The one with pretty Sherry, and other with Jake holding two coffees😂 Here is a small story I wrote about it 😳👉👈:

Jake crossed the street, carefully walking until the sidewalk, where he checked his phone using one of his hands, the other was busy holding a cup carrier.

“West entering, close to ‘Diana Ross Playground'” he repeat what was written in there “Okay, but where is she?” he kept walking, and looking around, at his left side, he was able to see the playground, which means he was in the right direction, there was also some benches close to him, at his right side, some cars parked, people riding bikes, and cars moving.

The sun was strong, and it wasn’t even midday yet, he was getting close to a hot dog stand, it remembered him the several relates of people who brought food from it and got a serious food poison.

“Those are courageous people” He mentally told to himself while looking at people buying from the stand, he was really close to the entering, he walked into it while trying to read a board in a light pole, in a few seconds he gave up, already turning his face to her… Sherry, in a blue greenish dress, he instantly walked in her direction.

“Jake!” her serious face turned into a smile, she also walked close to him.

“Hi, can you hold those while I get rid of this carrier?” he said lifting his busy hand

“Yeah, sure.” She took both of the coffee cups, then he threw the paper carrier in the trash can close to them.

“I brought us coffees, didn’t know what type you liked so yours is the same as mine…” he said taking the cup with his name “But I told them to put our names anyway… Also, pretty dress.” He unconsciously hold her free hand.

“Oh, thanks.” She said in surprise, they started to slowly walk, she drank a little of the coffee “This one is good”

“I am glad you liked…” he said in a low voice, then he drank some of his own cup while looking around “So, do you like trees, and playgrounds, and morning walks?”.

“I do, actually. I haven’t seem many of those over the years…” she moved her arm, just then Jake realized they were holding hands, and that Sherry had intertwined her fingers at his “Do you like it?”

“Not really, it brings me some memories from when I was young.”

“Bad memories?”

“Good, actually.”

“So why don’t you like?”

“Some people passed away” he turned his face to a random car placed where it was supposed to not be there.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“That is okay” he turned his head to her.

“If you want, we can go to somewhere else.”

“No, please. I want to enjoy this time with you.” He smiled at her “How are you going? You said you were in vacations for now?”

“Yes, I decided to visit here, since you said you were around, and I just brought a house in California, so if you want to go there someday, you can stay in my house” she smiled at him “What about you?”

“I… stopped to…” he looked around, there was a old lady close to them “Do that “thing”” Jake moved his head as a indication of the lady.

“I get it, so what are going to do now?”

“I am not sure…”

“Oh…” Sherry moved away from a bee that was flying close to her face, Jake chuckled, released her hand and scared the bee away “Thank you” she smiled, grabbed his hand and got close to him.

“Nothing.”

“So, for now you are living normally?”

“Yes, I think.” He swayed slighted his head “Maybe I will come back to this kind of job, but I don’t think I will do it as in the past, you know.”

“Well, if any day you'd need to someone with contacts in both diplomatic and combat sides… you can call me.”

“Sure.” He used his thumb to caress her hand “Is that..?” he said looking at front, while both stopped to walk.

“A street.” She raised one of her eyebrows, drank a sip of the coffee.

“We were supposed to get in the center of the Central Park” he looked around, turned his eyes to Sherry when she released his hand “I mean, we were walking in a straight line…” she took her phone, putted on Google Maps

“Actually we missed the way.” Jake bowed in her direction while taking a sip in the cup “When we entered, we where supposed to go to the right, instead of it, we went to the left”

“Oh…” he returned to his original posture

“And there is a street in the park, but the satellite images don’t show any car using it… now we have to follow this line” she showed him her phone.

“So, we are going to a longer way…”

“Yes.” She putted her arm around his waist, what made him flex his muscles in reflex, but soon he was relaxed.

“At least we will spend more time together.” He rested his free hand on her shoulder

“So, that was your plan all the time?” she asked humorously

“No, but the results were great.”

i want to live in the middle of nowhere miles from the nearest human being in a beautiful off the grid house that i built myself along with the love of my life. we grow our own fruits and vegetables for subsistence and we also keep bees. we pass the time by making music, reading books from the extensive library we have between the two of us, maybe practicing a little magic here and there, and cooking good food

okay 😳very similar to my own goals just saying 😳😳 prime existence to me is valuing self sufficiency and dignity and at the same time valuing connectedness and forming strong bonds.. persisting outwardly through development of skills, holding meaningful impact and influence on something that exists outside of immediate self while holding the internal world in high regard and continuing its development through seeking new information