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They replaced all of the fluorescent lights at my office with LED bulbs today.
It is now so bright in there, that I cannot see!
It was bad enough being blinded by idiots in traffic with their ultra-bright LED headlights on my way to work every morning. Now, I also get to be blinded just by turning on the lights in my office.
It is literally so bright in my office, that my once vivid and colorful computer monitors now look dim and washed out. I actually spent the last two hours of my workday with the lights in my office turned off just so I could easily see and read the monthly accounting reports I was trying to fill out.
I don't know exactly whose idea it was to make this change, but I do know that I absolutely hate that person, whoever they may be!
#personal#mine#work#stupid bright led lights#i hate bright lights#I was very happy with the lighting I already had#I did not need anything changed#but I sadly don't get a choice in how things are done
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An analysis on how Sir Pentious' character design represents his personality and development perfectly (beware of Hazbin Hotel spoilers)
Let's get this out of the way: Sir Pentious is a snake, an animal mostly known for generally believed negative traits such as poison, deceit and betrayal. We don't know WHY he's in Hell, maybe he was a "snake oil salesman" considering he comes from the Victorian times and he's into hyping up what he does, or maybe he was into war. Thing is, he's a Sinner whose design just scream "Evil".
(BTW, a snake could also represent "fertility": looking at you, Egg Boiz!)
He always had eyes all around him not just because of a stylistic choice.
Sir Pentious always felt like he was watched, and had to watch out for any danger.
"Everyone here is too nice: obviously it must be a lie! I can sense they are planning to kill me, but when?! HOW?! I must be PREPARED!"
Sadly, he's been constantly berated by other demons, far more effective in destruction, status, cruelty and charisma. Alastor won't ever bother to remember him, Cherri always ones up him, and the Vs, the ones he admires to most, won't care less about him.
To the point that Vox sent him as a spy without the intention to save him if things were going to fail. Heck, he even openly tells him to die while calling him a failure.
So of course he's got reasons to have trust issues, or taking everything so seriously, being constantly reminded of what he can't accomplish. So he puts an air of grandure that may be very flamboyant, but is VERY frail.
But, if we have to be frank here, his biggest source of insecurities... is himself.
He has eyes on his tail (his softer, more vulnerable side, which is ironically made even MORE lieable to getting hurt because of how sensitive those organs are), and inside his hood, so he could look out better for danger when on alert mode.
Heck, even the mark on his hood kinda resembles one eye.
Problem is, when you see his hood folded, when he's at ease, neutral or sad, those are not looking at outside sources.
They're looking at him, at his back. A constant stare that happens everytime he lets his guard down and shows how vulnerable he is. A gaze that can sense all of his weakness, his struggles, his insecurities.
And it's all him.
Pentious constantly believes that his inferiority complex will fade away once he'll accomplish something grand that will make others accept him. But he is his biggest critic, his worst enemy: HE is the one who believes he's a failure, that he'll never gain approval from others.
This show takes place in Hell, but this is Sir Pentious' personal Hell: insecurity born out of self hatred. Doomed to feel everyone's gaze upon him, including his own. Believing the danger to his self esteem is from others, when it's really from him.
But then he's accepted at the Hazbin Hotel: Charlie forgives him, he bonds with Angel, Husk and Niffty who don't care a bit about what he's accomplished or not, or what he's done in the past.
He feels more comfortable in showing his vulnerable side, and no one judges him for how easy it is for him to get emotional.
Of course he's still very insecure, considering how he struggles to confess to Cherri, but notice how he stops building machines or planning to attack others as soon as he starts bonding with the others: he doesn't have a reason to destroy or attack, now that he knows he's loved.
And his final design, when he goes to Heaven, shows how much he's changed, yet stayed the same. He may have died a hero, but he's still the same awkward snake we've come to love.
Speaking of love, let's talk about that!
No more eyes on his tail, now it's just on his chest (showing he's opened his heart), his glasses are now heart shaped, and even the markings inside his hood resemble kiss marks more than anything else.
And look: the mark on his hood is now heart shaped!
Why all these hearts? Why did all the eyes disappeared from his body? Even his eyes that were looking at his back?
Simple: love. Love defeated his insecurities and self hatred. He died for love.
He died protecting his friends, his new family, his new home.
He confessed and kissed Cherri knowing full well he wouldn't have made it, and yet he went anyway.
The usually cowardly and timid Pentious actually faced a great danger with courage and determination: he acted selflessly by putting himself in harm's way, he didn't steal (naturally) and by going against Adam he did indeed "stick it to the man"!
He used his weaponry knowhow and battle experience not to conquer, but to save his loved ones.
His only thought up until his demise was: "I'll go down protecting them".
And he's been rewarded not only by becoming an angel, but also being spawned directly in front of Emily and Sera, two Seraphim, the highest rank for an angel to have, who have also been depicted as snakes of fire throughout history! Sir Pentious, the lowly demon considered a failure by everyone, actually has been noticed by the Seraphim! He's come so far!
He's now come to represent the REAL symbolism of a snake: the duality of death and rebirth, transformation and immortality (ironically a reference to the fact he's been around since 1888 without ever dying from any Extermination or blessed weapons).
And isn't so poetic that a snake, the "source of the original evil", was the first sinner to ascend to Heaven? Or that this episode was released on February 1st, or National Serpent Day?
And of course, as the Bible itself says:
"Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends."
(John 15:13)
And knowing him, I'm confident in saying he'll keep helping his friends even in his new position, like the soft hearted noodle he's always been, but was to afraid to show it up until now.
#Vivziepop#Hazbin Hotel#Hazbin Hotel Spoilers#Hazbin Spoilers#Sir Pentious#Fave Character#Comfort Character#Personal Rambles#What a wonderful lovable character he turned out to be 🥲#Character Analysis
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i had the craziest hurt-comfort idea omg! thought maybe you’d be interested
so like chan and mc broke up. but they keep showing up at each other’s place to return things. like first it’s her showing up unannounced to give him his hoodie (that he left on purpose for her as a parting gift). and she accidentally maybe leaves her airpods at his place. and then he shows up to return them to her. and the next day she’s like “oh i found this random notebook that you haven’t used, but i thought maybe you wanted it back”
and like both of them know they’re just finding excuses bc they don’t really want to let go. and are looking for excuses to see each other instead of just having a conversation about how they want to keep working on their relationship. but neither of them want to admit it because they’re both scared the other is done. and it’s like ironic because a lack of communication is what caused their relationship to break down.
idk i just thought it was the perfect angst-to-fluff story, if you wanna write it 🤗
not ready for goodbyes (b.c)
thank you so much for requesting this! i really loved the idea, and i do hope i've captured it justice! let me know what you guys think 🤭🤧
feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰
It's been almost three weeks since the breakup. Three weeks of crying yourself to sleep, wondering what went wrong. You stand in your bedroom, staring down at the hoodie Chan left here. Your vision blurs as tears begin to pool. You tilt your head up, blinking rapidly so the tears don't fall.
You bunch up the hoodie quickly, stuffing it into a plastic bag. You decided to bring it back to him. The memories it brings are starting to become too much for you.
After taking a cab over to Chan's apartment building, you find yourself standing outside of his door. Your fingers fumble with the bag in your hands, taking a deep breath. You raise a fist, preparing yourself to knock when the door opens up.
Both yours and Chan's eyes widen as soon as they meet. You give him a shy wave before dropping your arm. “Hi,” you greet him and lift the bag in your hands. “Uhm, you left this at my place. And, I know it was your favorite.”
Chan's eyes drift down to the bag, seeing his hoodie sitting inside of it. “Oh,” his lips frown, pushing the bag back to you. “I wanted you to keep it.”
“Why? I… I can't keep this, Chan,” you're confused, shaking your head. “It's been almost a month, and I can't move on if this is around. It hurts too much to have.”
He swallows the lump in his throat, not wanting you to move on from him. He knows it's selfish to think, but he can't help it. Especially since he's still in love with you.
“There's no way I can convince you to just keep it,” he mumbles sadly, touching the bag with his fingertips.
“Is there a reason you won't take it back?” You ask in a whisper, loud enough for him to hear. You watch Chan's demeanor change, his dark eyes becoming glossy.
“I just… I don't want you to forget me. Us,” he mentions while bringing a hand to his face, scratching his nose.
Your heart clenches in your chest, tearing your gaze away from him. “If you didn't want me to forget, you wouldn't have left me,” you tell him, giving him the bag. “I hope life treats you well, Channie.”
He stands still as he watches you leave. Tears slipped past his eyes, looking down at the hoodie. He grips the bag tightly, chucking it further into his apartment.
Guilt eats him alive as he closes his door. He rests his forehead on it, releasing a deep, shaky breath. The only reason why he let you go is because of the company. He didn't get a choice in the matter.
“Chan hyung?” Jisung's voice, snapping Chan from his thoughts. He turns to see his younger friend standing near the couch, his brows furrowed in concern. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I'm fine,” he lies, faking a smile. “I'm going to go to the studio for a bit, okay?” Jisung nods his head, knowing that his leader is lying to him.
~
You wipe the tears from your cheeks, keeping your eyes glued to your television screen. It's been a few days since your last interaction with Chan. You hate that giving him back his hoodie didn't stop the memories in the slightest.
Almost every night before bed, you think of the past two years together. You think about how happy the two of you were. How did we get here?
The rain loudly patters against your window, making you look over. You stand up from your couch, walking over to the window. The city lights have you in awe, always loving the way it looked at night.
Your doorbell goes off, snapping you from your daze. You glance over your shoulder, not expecting anyone at this hour. It goes off again, and you quietly make your way to your front door.
You open the door, and your heart stops for a hot second. Chan stands on the other side, soaked, head to toe. “Chan, what are–”
“Can I come in, please?” He asks, lips shivering at how cold he is.
“Yeah, yeah, come in,” you mumble, not really thinking. You open the door further, allowing your ex-boyfriend to come inside. You rush towards your room, grabbing your brother's night clothes, which he left behind. You bring it out to him, offering to dry his clothes for him.
Chan’s breath catches in his throat, eyeing the men's clothing you're holding. Whose are these? Are you seeing someone? He thinks to himself, grabbing the clothes from your hand.
“Eunwoo visited the other day,” you tell him, hugging yourself. “You remember my older brother, right?”
“Of course I remember,” he mutters, relieved that they belong to him. “Let me get changed real quick.”
You nod your head, moving to sit back on the couch after tossing his clothes into the dryer. You pause the movie you're watching, not believing that Chan's in your apartment right now.
You tuck some hair behind your ears as Chan walks back into the living room. He sits down on the couch beside you, an object in his hands.
“Why are you here?” You ask him, tucking your knees into your chest.
Chan turns his head to look at you, holding out your headphones. “I found these the other day. They were at the studio. You must've left them the last time you visited,” he explains, keeping eye contact with you.
“I never realized I left them there. I'm sorry,” you mumble, taking your headphones from his hand. Silence fills the space between you, both of you refusing to look at one another.
“It's okay. I'm sorry I didn't return them sooner,” he mentions, shifting in his seat.
You shake your head, giving the man a small smile. “It's okay. Especially if I didn't even realize that they were missing,” you chuckle, playing with your fingers.
Chan breathes a sigh of relief, sitting back against the couch. “Okay, good,” he glances towards you, admiring your soft features. Shit… “You're so pretty.”
Your breath hitches, and you snap your head towards him. His eyes widened, and the tips of his ears were red. “I'm sorry?” You mutter nervously, feeling your heart pound against your chest.
“God, I'm so sorry,” Chan cringes, hiding his face in his hands. He rubs his face a couple of times before running his fingers through his hair. “I'm sorry I can't just leave your life. I wish you didn't return the hoodie to me. I don't want to be apart.”
You feel like you've got whiplash as your ex rambles beside you. You can see the tears in his eyes as he continues to tell you that he's sorry. You bring a hand to his chest, capturing his attention. You slowly rub his chest, wanting his racing heart to calm down.
“One thing at a time,” you tell him. He nods his head as you shift closer to him. “If you didn't want to be apart, why did you leave?”
Chan reaches out to grab the hand on his chest, squeezing it softly. “The company made me,” he whispers loud enough for you to hear.
Your heart breaks at what he said, a frown etching its way on your lips. “Really? That's the reason? It's not because you don't love me anymore?” You ask him, bringing your conjoined hands to your lap.
“I've never stopped loving you, baby. There will never be a time when I don't love you. You make me so happy, Y/N. I… I wanted to marry you,” he cries, licking his dry lips.
Tears slide down your cheeks, trying to wrap your head around the new information. “You wanted to marry me?” You ask, your free hand picking at the shirt he's wearing.
Chan releases your hand before cupping your cheeks. His thumbs wipe your tears as the two of you stare at one another. “Of course I did, baby. You're my person, you know? I'm so in love with you. I don't want anyone but you,” he sighs, caressing your cheek. “I'm sorry for causing you pain.”
“Maybe,” you pause, leaning in closer while melting at his touch, “maybe we can get back together when your company allows it?”
His eyes search yours, his thumb grazing your bottom lip. “I can't ask you to wait for me. You don't deserve that,” Chan shakes his head.
“If losing you now allows me to have you in the future, I'll do it. I don't want anyone else, Chan. I just want you,” you reason with him, moving your body to straddle his hips.
Chan swallows thickly, adjusting his body so you're both comfortable. He pursed his lips while taking you in. Your hands gently rub his pecs, making his head spin a little.
“Maybe we can see each other behind closed doors,” he offers a new idea, his hands resting on your thighs.
Your heart beats wildly. “You'd do that?” You ask him, knowing the consequences that'll happen if you get caught. “What if we get caught?”
“We won't. I'm very good at keeping secrets,” he mentions with a smirk. You know he's not wrong. Being the leader of Stray Kids has sculpted his secret keeping skills. Chan sits up, reducing the distance between you. “What do you say?”
Your fingers comb through his hair, resisting the urge to kiss him. “I think I can do that. We'll just have to set some boundaries for the public,” you nod your head, nudging his nose with yours.
“Done deal, baby,” he grins, tilting his head a smidge to kiss you.
The kiss doesn't last very long. You pull back before wrapping your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. “I missed you,” you whisper into his ear, sniffling. Knowing that Chan can officially but unofficially yours makes you cry a bit. “I love you.”
Chan coos, rubbing his hand up and down your back. “I missed you too, baby. You have no idea,” he sighs, pulling back to look at you. “I love you too, Y/N.”
You press a chaste kiss on his lips and smile fondly. “Stay with me tonight?” You ask, wanting just a little more time with him.
“I'm all yours.”
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How would Jo Grant (classic Doctor Who) do, do you think?
Jo Grant my absolute beloved. To know her is to love her, in universe and out. If you don't know her, or if you just want to love her more, read Why I Like Jo Grant.
Jo Grant is incredibly Good and incredibly Kind. She's made elder gods implode with her radical self-sacrificial compassion more than once. (...sadly that is unlikely to work on Dracula). She has more upright decent gentlemen vying for her hand than Lucy Westenra, and outclasses them all.
It's actually very tempting read Jo as a Lucy Westenra type - embodiment of Purity and Goodness, Sweetness and Light, beloved by all, to be protected at all costs, too good for this sinful earth, etc etc etc. But Jo has two things poor Lucy lacks: Women's Liberation and a degree in Escapology.
Jo would never refuse the kindness of strangers. "Sorry, but I really must" is as core a part of her vocabulary as it is of Mr Harker's. She is reasonably scared of things that are scary - again, just like in the book, the wolves will terrify her but she'll try to save Dracula from them anyway. She'll be fun for Dracula to mess with, but she's too cheerful and hopeful to break. He'll have to settle for making her cry, or the occasional well-timed scream. She will definitely give Dracula a piece of her mind when he earns it, but she's like 5 feet tall and blonde, she'll never read as a threat to him so he'll find her empty defiance funny.
She can befriend anybody. Anybody. She's just that nice. She maintains a surprisingly healthy friendship with an Evil Supervillain who also has a beard Satan in Hell would be proud of and she tells him she hates him every day. Unfortunately she's in the Girls Are Food Not Friends castle. So the overwhelming affection she inspires in anyone withing a 30 foot radius will manifest in Dracula as "well, a girl like that you don't eat all at once" and in the Girlies as "It's Free Sister." They are eager to welcome vampire!Jo to their number with open arms. (Jo is, of course, very firm on the fact that she no more wants to be a permanent resident of Castle Dracula any more than she wants to be Queen of Peladon or Skaro or Llanfairfach). She can't talk them out of Being Vampires, but I think it's enough to keep her from being outright murdered for a good long time.
Jo has been held prisoner in Castles before. She's a very good prisoner, with the right balance of compliance and escape attempts to keep it interesting. She would absolutely try to get the help of Dracula's movers, and when the Hetman turned over her letters she would give him Disappointed Jo Face that wouldn't change anything right now, but would make him feel bad enough about himself and his life choices that maybe he doesn't help Dracula back into the country six months later and just lets the pursuing troupe of Really Very Angry Englishpeople have him. Jo's well-placed moral censure may not get her out of the Castle, but it might still save a Gallant Gentleman a couple of fatal stab wounds down the line. (She still won't marry him, but he'll recover from that too).
Jo has also climbed down walls and up cliffs before. In a princess dress and inappropriate shoes! She's the best dressed human on the whole show (sorry Polly...) and fashion does not restrain her. The real tragedy is that when Dracula steals her wardrobe it suits neither him nor the season. That said I would LOVE to see the Girlies in any three of Jo's outfits. Shuffling along a narrow ledge on the outside of a Castle above a sheer cliff (in ballet flats!) to climb in someone else's window is in fact a thing she has done. So yes Jo can make it down the wall and through the wilderness (she's a bit unstoppable when she gets an idea in her head) and collapse somewhere and win the hearts of a whole lot of nuns with her gentle sweetness. She can also pick locks. I don't think she would hit Dracula in the face with a shovel, but she would absolutely go through his pockets looking for a nonexistent key.
It's worth noting that Jo also taught herself to resist hypnosis and uses her self-training to best the guy whose whole deal is Hypnotizing People. After her first taste of the vampiric trance on May 16th this girl would take steps. Brain Fever is no match for Mary Had a Little Lamb.
Goddd Jo and Lucy would be such good friends. Jo and Mina would be such good friends - Jo could actually convince her to lighten up a bit. And both of these vampire-ridden young ladies could really really use a friend like Jo. Improve the number of female characters in every novel by adding Jo Grant and giving these poor ladies a break and a sympathetic ear.
Jo Grant is extremely victim coded and, in all honestly, she makes a very good victim (though she does end up getting strapped to fewer things and sacrificed to fewer entities than, say, Sarah Jane Smith). Jo Grant makes an excellent prisoner. Jo Grant is a perfectly ordinary human being from contemporary London. And Jo Grant can survive Castle Dracula.
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—｛🎂｝VIDEO GAMES; W/ STRAYKIDS
pairings. skz x reader
word count. 1k+ (it really wasn't supposed to be like this)
warnings. cockwarming, oral (m recieving), fingering, usage of nicknames (slut, whore), but cute nicknames too, dry humping... i think that's it
author's note. @skzsmutooo you requested this in the comments.
—｛🍰｝... BANG CHAN ! ⋮
Him playing league of legends, and you on your knees sucking him off like a good girl, he's in fucking heaven honestly.
You wanted unplug the damn game hours ago, you were beyond fed up at this point. "Channnn~ please get off the game, you've been playing for such long time."
"Just a little longer lovey, it's been such a long since i've been able to play." He turned to give a kiss on the forehead, before returning to the game.
"I wish you never got that account back."
"Behave." He didn't even turn around, but you could hear the domineering tone of voice, that just had you gushing even more.
You left him alone for a while, before you grew helpless once again, getting up to force your boyfriend to give you attention.
"I want to suck you off." He stopped, eyes widening at your bold choice of word. "Fuck~ you can't say things like this" he threw his head back. "Get on your knees love."
It was pretty pathetic how fast you got down on your knees, but you didn't care. "Pull it out." You unbuckled his pants, pulling his cock out.
"Be a good girl and suck me off."
—｛🍰｝... LEE KNOW ! ⋮
Lee know stop caring about the game the moment you came into the room with that look in your eyes. Sadly for you, he's gonna pretend to play the game, and until you give in and beg.
"Love." He paid you know mind as you straddled his lap. "Why are you ignoring me? " You pawed at his phone, in attempt to knock it out of hands.
Nothing... absolutely nothing, he completely ignored you.
Lee know on the other hand, was loving this— he was having a blast watching you act like this, needy and desperate.
You couldn't take it anymore, you had to take matters into your own hands. You know he hated when you tried to pleasure yourself, but you didn't care.
You began to slowly rock your hip, a sly smirk creeping on your lips when you see when you see his fingers stop moving along the phone.
"what are you doing? " His low tone voice dampening your already soaked underwear.
"You were ignoring me, playing that stupid game when I wanted your attention." You stopped moving your hips, planting little kisses on his neck.
"So you use me to get yourself off? such a whore. " He said grabbed your hips harshly, forcing to move faster.
"You're going cum like this, then I'm gonna fuck you until you're begging me to stop."
—｛🍰｝... CHANGBIN ! ⋮
I don't think changbin really plays games like that—he'd probably just be scrolling through his phone while you play, and then all of sudden he'd get needy and try to distract you from playing.
"babyyyy, please." changbin nuzzled his face into your neck. "binnie, binnie i can't see the game." you whined, slightly pushing his head to the side.
Changbin does not give a fuck about the game your playing, he wants attention and he wants it now.
"Just a kiss then... please babe, just a kiss." He mentally smirked when you turned to him, puckering your lips. He knew you couldn't just kiss him, it always turned into more.
The moment his soft lips touch yours, you were done... you wanted him right then and there. Throwing the game to the side, you desperately clawed at his arm.
"C-changbin... f-fuck... i-i need you."
Laying you down fully on the bed, climbing on top of you... he began leaving little kisses down your stomach until he reached the waist of your shorts. "Changbin." You whined.
"Don't worry princess, i'll eat your pussy real good, I just want to see how wet you are for me." He pulled your pants down slowly.
"So wet for me."
—｛🍰｝... HYUNJIN ! ⋮
Much like changbin, I don't really think you'd be the one to be playing the game—and hyunjin, being the one who needs your attention, would be trying to get you off and show him love.
"jagi, you've been playing games for hours, we're supposed to be hanging out together." hyunjin pouted, trying to pull your controller out of your hand.
"Jinnie, please stop, I'm gonna lose if you keep pulling at- fuck." You tried to concentrate but your boyfriend began to leave little kisses on your neck.
"H-hyune, please." You whimpered. "What baby?" He feigned innocence. "Play your game, you're gonna lose." He mocked, playing with the drawstring of your pants.
"I'm just gonna touch you a bit, you can play your game." He waited for consent, before slipping into your pants, rubbing your clothed folds. "O-oh my god."
you were about to put the game down, when he immediately stopped moving his hand. "Why'd you stop?" you whined, holding his wrist to get him to move.
"No, don't stop now—you wanted to play the game instead of giving me attention, play the game." He reached over, handing you the controller.
"If you win this round, I might let you cum on my fingers.
—｛🍰｝... HAN JISUNG ! ⋮
Cockwarming and playing games with jisung would be a normal thing for you guys. Sometimes you'd play a game together, or sometimes he'd just play while you warm his cock.
"Pay attention, you missed an important piece that we needed to win." Your boyfriend says, like you're not impaled on his cock. "I-it's not- fuck sung, please move." He laughed—amused, even though he could barely keep it together himself.
"Nope, we're gonna stay like this until we win." He ignored your pleads.
As you finally began to focus on the game, picking up all the items you needed—jisung slowly began to lose composure, you could hear his breathing began to falter.
You had him right where you wanted him, clenching around him. "F-fuck, don't do that." He threw his head back in pleasure, you did it again. "Y-you're trying to get me to lose, i-it won't work." He growled.
"I-i c-can't, I need to fuck you." He tossed the controller to the side. "So fucking tight." He growled. "T-the game." He was too far gone to worry about the game.
"I don't fucking care about the stupid game."
♱ ... FELIX ! ⋮
Both of you playing genshin or something together, but you're sitting on his cock.
"Y-yah, S-stop moving, you're making me lose." felix whined, feeling you clench around him for the umpteenth time.
"I'm not trying to, I swear." you feel him buck his hips, thrusting into you, making you moan out loud, throwing your head back—dying in the mist of it.
Tossing the game to the side—you began to move your hips. "＿＿, fucking stop." But you didn't, instead you started to move faster. You felt the knot in your stomach, signaling that you were about to cum—felix could tell, "don't cum."
But it was too late—you came, clenching tightly around him. "S-shit." You heard the sound of felix dying on the game. "You made me lose." he breathed. "I'm sorry." you came down from your high.
"Be grateful you came, because you aren't for the rest of the night."
—｛🍰｝... SEUNGMIN ! ⋮
If you interrupt him while he's playing a game, he's gonna ignore you. If you continue to rile him up while he's playing, he's gonna be mean.
Your continuous sighing was really starting to annoy the boy sitting next to you. "Keep sighing, im not changing my mind, i told you to give me a hour." Your boyfriend didn't even spare you a glance. "You said that an hour ago." You mumbled under your breath. "Stop being a brat." He scoffed at your behavior. You were about to show him how much a brat you really could be—with a mischievous smile, you put your hand on his thigh.
Seungmin could feel your hand moving up thigh towards his hardening cock, but he wanted to see how far you were going to take it before he inevitably put you back in your place.
He wasn't surprised that you put your hand on his cock, squeezing it—you're a brat, he's used to it. What set him off the little giggle you let out, He knew you were taunting him.
Before you could even pull your hand away, he threw the game to the side, grabbing the side of your face, your mouth forming a pout.
"You couldn't just wait could you? you just had to be a cockwhore right, constantly needing something to fill you up." He used his other hand to pull his cock from his shorts.
"Since you couldn't wait patiently, you don't get to cum at all, i'm gonna fuck your mouth, and your gonna swallow my cum like a good cocksleeve." He grabbed your hair, lowering your face to his now rock hard cock.
"Now fucking suck."
—｛🍰｝... JEONGIN ! ⋮
Jeongin has straight tunnel vision, so you'd have to take matters into your own hands if you want any sort of attention.
You straddled jeongin's lap, trying to get a ounce of attention from him. "what are you doing—babe, the game, you're gonna make me lose." He stressed as you got comfortable. "I just want to be near you, I won't bother you, I promise."
You thought you could do it—but between you being extremely needy, and your boyfriends neck being at your disposal... you couldn't help but leave little kisses down his neck.
"Babe." He warned.
Unfortunately for him, you really weren't listening to anything he was saying. "Baby, you promised." You began to grind your hip directly on his hardening cock.
"Fuck me" he moaned.
"You couldn't wait could you? " he held your hips, moving at his pace. "You just had to get yourself off like a bitch in heat, huh? He growled in your ear.
"J-jeongin, please I need more, please do something." You tried to move your hips, he slapped your ass. "I didn't tell you to fucking move."
"I'm gonna make you cum like this, then you're gonna be a good girl and let me play the game, and maybe I'll fuck you full when I'm finished if you're good."
©️LUVYENI
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Day 31: halloween costumes
Masterlist flufftober 🎀
First I want to thank all the people who followed this during the month, I honestly never thought I would be able to join this kind of events, and I am very happy with the reception that each work received, you are incredible and made my days the best! I Hope this last one is to your liking, I send you a hug wherever you are
Deciding on an individual costume is already difficult, so you weren't surprised when you realized that a couple costume involved a bigger concern.
Halloween had finally arrived and you had practically begged Spencer to find a couple's costume for the party the FBI was hosting, something not really official, but with most of the agents, at the bar your friend David Rossi had chosen.
“Any suggestions for our outfit?” you had asked the man, once you convinced him to match his costume with yours.
Spencer thought about it for a while and although many of the options he gave you sounded excellent, there was the detail of the short time you had to get things or the disadvantage that few people would be able to recognize the theme of your costume.
“It has to be something practical and known,” you had murmured, when both of you were sitting on the couch at dinner time and a children's channel filled the void in the room.
Until, watching TV, you finally figured it out: you had the perfect option right in front of your eyes and you never saw it.
So it was that on the night of the 31st, quite happy and satisfied with the choice you made, you drove to the place and let him behave like a gentleman by opening the car door for you.
“Are you sure I look good?”
“You've never looked more handsome” you smiled at him, trying to calm his anxiety, while both of you walked hand in hand towards the entrance.
You didn't have to wait long to see your friends and, as you expected, they were comically surprised at you.
“No way…” Morgan had laughed, looking at you up and down. “Pretty boy in bell-bottoms? Now that's something I didn't think I'd see."
Shaggy and Velma from Scooby Doo. That was you two.
It was true that Spencer was wearing brown bell-bottom pants that you had gotten at a thrift store. You also searched your closet and luckily found a v-neck shirt in the perfect color. Unfortunately, your boyfriend had recently cut his hair and you wished you had thought about the costume more in advance so he could show off his long locks just like the animated character.
You had bought a few things from your all-orange outfit, but the bonus with you was that you could wear them later. When Spencer saw you, he was stunned and didn't waste the opportunity to compliment you extensively.
“What can we tell you? They solve mysteries and catch monsters, it's almost like our job”
"How nice!" murmured JJ, who had just arrived accompanied by her husband Will. Both of them were dressed as vampires “I loved Scooby Doo when I was a kid. My favorite was always Daphne.”
“I don't know why that doesn't surprise me,” joked Emily, who was dressed as the bride of Frankenstein's monster and drank from a glass with an unknown concoction.
“You should have told us and we could have done a group costume,” she smiled, while she looked at Will, hinting that they could have been the other couple on the show.
"Clear. You Daphne, him Fred and Morgan would have been the dog”
A collective laugh filled the place where even Derek, the affected one, smiled while he pointed a finger at you.
“Guess who was my favorite,” you murmured, a little more to your boyfriend than the others.
“Huh, Velma?”
“It was Shaggy!” you replied amused, while you took his arm to plant a kiss on his cheek.
“Reid looks a little like Velma if you think about it. You know, with all those facts and statistics and they're the damn nerd of the group”
Spencer blushed slightly at the comparison and didn't think of anything clever to answer because, sadly, Morgan was right this time.
You complimented the others' costumes and everyone agreed that you were looking forward to seeing Penelope Garcia and her extravagant clothes, since she hadn’t yet honored you with her presence. After that the group started talking about something else and soon the two of you were no longer the center of attention, allowing you to take the man's hand and sneak over to the drinks bar to look for something to cool your throat with.
“Does this have alcohol?” your boyfriend asked the bartender over the noise of the music, making you laugh lightly. When he checked that the drink was safe, he took one and made sure to order your favorite cocktail afterwards.
“If you think about it a little, we are both more like each other's characters,” you murmured thoughtfully, because what your friend had said seemed to have echoed in your head. “Shaggy was always clumsy and an enthusiastic eater. Like me"
“You're not clumsy.”
"I am. But not in a bad way, not like being an idiot or something, but like something…”
“Cute and adorable?” he completed.
"Exactly. You always know what I'm thinking."
“Despite I agree, I think the costume wouldn't have worked at all that way,” your boyfriend smiled, approaching you to grab your waist. Because of the heels your height was more balanced and he only needed to extend his hands a little to reach your body.
"Why?"
“Don't get me wrong, but I don't think that skirt would have looked good on me at all” you let out a loud laugh at this, realizing what he was referring to “Although you, on the other hand…” while he spoke one of his hands slid down until he slapped your butt, startling you slightly “you look gorgeous in it”
“You have all night to figure out how to take it off,” you said flirtatiously. Now it was Reid who held his breath “I'm wearing something underneath that I make sure matches the rest of the outfit and that I think you'll love”
The wink you gave him was enough to make him nervous and, evidently, excited by the images that his skillful mind was already beginning to generate.
Once you got your cocktail you returned to the hustle and bustle but your velvety voice couldn't leave Spencer's mind, who couldn't wait for the night to end because he was sure that the best candy he would receive this Halloween would be you.
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Death is always around the corner
Azul + Death!Reader
Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus
Let's set the Scene: Masterlist
🐙Azul Ashengrotto🐙
Y/n is a being of darkness, so they are aware of things that go on in the dark. Both Literally and metaphorically. So they were aware of Azul's involvement with Leona and the potion Azul made.
And they know of the plan Azul was going to do with the upcoming exams.
Y/n warned the boys of Azul and told them to do honest studying. Or even come to them for answers and to study.
Yet the boys did not heed Y/n's warning and went to Azul. Y/n only sighed and let destiny take its course. Y/n sat down and contemplated their next target.
For they understood Azul's pain, but now he has let his pain blind him to the amazing person he could become. And now he tries to fill that void with greed and power. And now he is as cruel as those who had bullied him.
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"What–!? I just suddenly said what’s on my mind–!! Ah…!?" the poor student gasped.
"Ah, what an upsetting result. I am so shocked. And right after I granted your wish in order to uphold the Sea Witch’s benevolence. And yet you still call me wicked and scheming?" Azu sighed phoning hurt emotions.
"I-I’m sorry…! You’ve got it wrong, that was–!!" "Hm, it is already too late to take your words back! Floyd, come. It is your turn," Azul interrupted.
"You guys are finally done talking~? Can I start squeezing tightly?" Floyd laughed.
"Don't you think he's had enough," said a voice.
The group turned to see Y/n sitting at the bar counter, drinking something from behind the counter.
"What are you doing here?! The Lounge is not open to the public right now," Azul glared.
"I just let myself in," Y/n said simply. "Quiet the shakedown you doing here."
"Am Afraid you have to leave. Jade Floyd show them out," Azul commanded.
Y/n chuckled as they watched Jade and Floyd approach. Y/n slowly stood up and smiled up at the twins with no fear, and with one swift motion. All the air was knocked out of the twins, as they collapsed to the ground. Azul and the boy watched in horror as Y/n approached.
Y/n slammed their hand on the table and glared at the poor student.
"Remember this well, when you make a deal with anyone. Even the people you may despise, you should always be the bigger person and fulfill your promises and payments. Understood?" Y/n growled.
"Yes I learned my lesson. I'll never fall behind on my promises," The random student cried.
"Then scram," Y/n said as the poor student ran in terror.
Azul simply stared nervesly as Y/n sat in the chair across from him, and stared him down.
"So, how has your life been?" Y/n asked suddenly.
"You barge in here just to ask that. Well, I'm doing fine cause business has been doing great. If that is all, please leave," Azul asked as kindly as possible.
"Are content with life, with yourself?" Y/n asked.
"W-what are you talking about. Of course, I am. I'm well on my way to a very successful life," Azul smiled confidently.
"So what's with the side hustle then if your lounge is so successful. Why do you covet things that don't belong to you?" Y/n asked.
"What are you getting at, it's the suckers Um I mean, the customer's choice to agree to my terms," Azul corrected as he held a smug tone.
"What purpose do you have with these powers? Are you compensating for something?" Y/n asked with a smirk. Putting Azul on slightly and edge, as he slowly glared. "Tring to fill the void of self-worth?"
"I-I have no idea what you're talking about," Azul said as he stood. "Where done here."
When suddenly Y/n stood up and quickly shoved Azul back into the seat.
"Cause I can tell you this," Y/n said as their eyes glowed a deep red. "This will never be enough."
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Sadly Azul did not take Y/n's words to heart and continued with his plans.
Of course, Y/n did not feel sorry for the students who were scammed or gambled on the contract to hope for the best outcome.
So Y/n let the boys suffer for a bit to learn their lesson, much to Jack's approval. But Adeuc and grim not so much. Though after seeing and hearing about the treatment of the tricked students. Y/n thought that this was enough.
So Y/n and Jack went to speak with Azul. The Poor octopus boy was still a bit shaken up from the last visit. But he put on a brave face and wanted to get his own revenge on Y/n.
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"Oh? Do you want to make a deal with me? What an interesting idea," Azul smirked.
"Aha~ Viper fish's got some guts," Floyd laughed.
" Very well. I understand that you want to make a deal with me, however… We have a little problem, see? If I remember correctly, you do not possess any magic. You do not possess a beautiful voice nor are you a royal country’s only heir. You are but a simple beastman. If you wish to ask for something big, the collateral must be of equal value," Azul listed off.
"A collateral?" Jack growled.
"For example… giving me the right to use the Ramshackle Dorm that you are currently in charge of," Azul smiled, as he watch Jack grow frustrated.
"! You were after that from the start, weren’t you!?" Jack snarled. when suddenly the door to the VIP door slammed open, and a soap cover grim came running in.
"I’m on board with that decision! I-I’m tired of living like this, yanno! My fur is not made for dishwashing!" Grim shouted
"Listen to what your one dorm-mate is saying, Y/n-san. What do you say? Will you give the Ramshackle Dorm as collateral to make a deal with me?" Azul smirked, but that soon falter by Y/n's unbothered expression.
" Stop it, Y/n! It’s definitely going to be a contract disadvantageous to you!" Jack warned.
"I want to hear the conditions you have," Y/n yawned.
"It’s refreshing to hear that kind of confidence," Azul said forcing a smile through his irritation. "In three days’ time, I want you to steal a certain picture from the Atlantica Memorial Museum in the Coral Seas. It is the commemoration picture of Prince Rielle’s visit taken 10 years ago. It is positioned right near the entrance, so historically, it is of little importance. It is just that, a simple picture."
"And if I somehow fail?" Y/n asked.
"If you manage to bring me the commemorative picture from the museum before the sun sets on the third day… I will release all 225 of the servants that I have working under me right now. However, if you are not able to do so… Ramshackle Dorm will be mine. And you both shall be working under me afterward," Azul smiled darkly.
" It’s a deal," Y/n smiled softly, like a mother simply indulging in her child's game of pretend.
"Very well! Now then, please sign here," Azul smirked, thinking he was won. He couldn't wait to crush their confidence and hope.
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Yet Y/n was not afraid. For they went ahead of time and snatched the picture before they even told the twins that they wanted to talk to Azul.
But they simply played along and let Jack help them and grim. Yet Y/n being Death, they had no need to sleep. So they simply patrolled the dorm. Coming across the twins.
With an eerie smile, they gave the twin a reason to run with their tails between their legs. Earning the respect of many of the Savanaclaw students. Some even suggested that they just transfer to their dorm.
When the twins returned they were sadly out of commission for that day. But Y/n was not down dishing out the tournament. When one night,
Late at night, Azul sat in his office counting his sales, contracts, and another important document. When suddenly there was a crash, and the sound of glass Shattering. Azul sighed, thinking that now of the slave anemone workers failed to properly put the glass away. Sadly with nobody else around he had to clean up this mess.
Yet as he swept up the glass, the light suddenly went out. And the light from the tank turned dark. Azul tried to light up his surroundings with a light spell, but the darkness seemed to just eat up the light.
Before Azul could even compose himself, he heard footsteps around him. Followed by the sound of scraping of steel, and a familiar haunting whistle. There was suddenly another shatter, and in a panic, Azul ran toward his office. In the darkness flashes of red Eyes followed him as hands randomly grabbed at him.
The VIP door was just in sight, and he quickly grabbed the nob and ran inside. Just when he thought it was safe, the whistle returned. He looked up to see Y/n sitting at his desk, in his chair. Dressed in a black robe with the hood covering her eyes. They were fiddling with the golden coins on Azul's desk, as they continued to whistle. Y/n finally looked up to Azul as they placed a golden coin over their eyes, and pointed their scythe at him.
Azul began started to become hysterical as hey fumbled with the door handle. Y/n’s shadow began to stretch out across the ground, and just stop before Azul’s feet. The poor octopus boy finally got the door open and barricaded himself in his room for the whole night.
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(Final Day)
When the final day and Y/n had one more plan up their sleeves. While The first years distracted the twins Y/n rounded up some savanaclaw student to cause chaos in the lounge.
While Azul, shaken up, still believed that he was ahead of the game. And was still certain about his victory. But was horrified by the sudden burst of rowdy customers, and there was no Jade or Floyd to handle them.
So he went to get supplies from the safe, only to gasp to see Leona with the keys. Leona taunted the boy a bit before returning the keys and leaving. But when Azul opened the safe.
The All contracts were Gone. When Azul confronted Leona, he learned that Y/n was the true mastermind in all of this. And they had long won before the battle even began.
Azul watched helplessly as the lion prince turned all the contracts into sand. The poor boy snapped, as the blot consumed him.
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As life flashed before Azul’s eyes, he noticed in the infinite darkness a familiar door. The door to his VIP room. He swam through the darkness, but he finally reached the door and stepped in. It was his office, but sitting down at his desk was Y/n.
They were reading a book, with his name printed on the front cover.
“Ah, Mr. Azul you’ve arrived. Please have a seat,” Y/n smiled softly.
Azul slowly and nervously sat down in the chair as Y/n flipped through a couple pages. Then they finally spoke.
“Thank you for coming in today. We have some very important things to discuss,” Y/n said as they turned the book over to the final page. “ You were supposed to die today.”
“W-What?!” Azul gasped.
“But, because of your friends and enemies kindness. You are now at an impasse. You stand on the edge of life and death. And you have a choice to make,” Y/n explained, as they showed him the wanted poster of himself. “Just sign here or there.”
Azul held the bone fish pen. He hovered over the dead for some time, when he noticed something on the poster. It read, Azul Ashengrotto, greedy sleazy scam artist.
“That’s not who I am,” Azul mumble.
“What was that sir?” Y/n asked.
“This title. That’s not who I am,” Azul glared. “I want this changed.”
“Alright,” Y/n said simply, as they reached down into a drawer and pulled a paper with questions on it. “You don’t need to answer all, but fill out the best you can.”
Azul got to work on the paper, at first the questions were pretty standard. Name, date of birth, and parents, but then the questions started getting strange. For example, what are your skill you treasure? How should one live their life? How you you wish to be remembered, and why? And finally, what is your self worth?
Azul filled out the best he could, but he was unable to fill out the last question. He handed Y/n back the paper, and Y/n began to write something at the bottom of the paper. They soon returned the paper, and Azul saw where Y/n wrote. Under, What does Death think of applicant?
Slowly Azul read what was written
Azul Ashengrotto, a greatly insecure boy, who hides behind a business man act. This is how he might see himself, but he is so much more than that.
He is a bright young octopus with great potential in both the business world or culinary if he so desired. He is a smart, clever, and talented individual. I have high hopes for him.
-Signed
Y/n Death
“Death, that can’t possibly be your last name,” Azul said, trying to distract himself from the overwhelming emotions he was feeling.
“Your right Y/n is just a name I add in front of my actual name," Y/n smiled.
“So you're saying your name is Death. That's unfortunate,'' Azul commented.
Y/n raised a brow as they just stared at Azul, as he slowly processed all the clues.
“W-wait Your... Death. As in Death itself?" Azul asked nervesly, as Y/n simply nod. "Then if you're the reaper then why are you asking me all these things. Aren't you supposed to kill me, are you toying with me?"
“Do you think of me as just a heartless monster? I may reap the life of the living, but I don't do this out of enjoyment. And what I write is simply what I see in the person in front of me," Death said as they sat up straight. " So what do you plan to do?"
Azul stared down at the wanted Poster, and the title under the name. And signed Alive.
“I still have many people I need to get back at, and there's still much I want to do," Azul said as he laced the pen down.
Death smiled softly and closed Azul's book. And before they stood they decided to give one more word of Advice.
“And Be careful of what you tie your self-worth to. Make sure it is the things you've earned, and not the gifts of others you collect," Y/n said as they offered a hand to Azul. "And knowing you. You already have many qualities to you."
As he took Death's hand, the VIP door opened revealing a blinding light. Y/n walked Azul to the door, but then stopped him.
"Oh, before I go I have to give you something," Y/n said as they pulled the photo out from their coat.
"The Photo! But, when?!" Azul gasped as he grabbed the photo.
"Since the beginning. I couldn't pass up the chance just to mess with you," Y/n laughed as they pushed him into the light.
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Azul would finally come too, much to the twin's relief. As Azul recovered Floyd revealed the secret behind the photo. Much to Azul's horror.
As Azul hide his face in embarrassment, he noticed Y/n standing off by themselves. Looked over the Papers Azul signed and put them back into the book.
With a small nod, Y/n turned and left.
After all was said and done, Azul somewhat changed...Not really. But at least he wasn't enslaving people or scamming people out of their talents.
The young boy would notice Y/n visit the lounge every once in and while. Usually off at the far corner way from most. Yet Azul would usually be the one to serve them.
This was one of the few ways they would relax before winter came.
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Hi, if you don't mind answering, I have a question regarding Israel. I figured any Jewish person in Israel or not probably knows better than I could guess after occasionally reading Tumblr for a couple of months. What do you think is right/wrong about the Israel government, what should it be like and what should it do now? I would be thankful if you could answer.
Some context, if it makes any difference why I'm asking: I'm Ukrainian, and I was surprised first time I saw people comparing Israel with russia. It felt wrong to me from the start, cause it made more sense to compare terrorists with terrorists instead. Western leftists seem ignorant and delusional to argue with them, but I also saw this opinion from some Ukrainians on twitter, so I got interested to learn a bit more to get proper arguments against this comparison. Then I learned that quite a lot of Jewish people here are against current actions of the Israel government in Gaza, which at first looked strange to me cause it's a very different situation from what we have in Ukraine. I figured that Jewish people are the best source to learn "what's wrong with Israel government" without being flooded by conspiracy theories. I support Israel, but I don't want to support things that most of you guys actually disagree with. And another thing, personally I don't see how it's possible to get rid of hamas without harming civilians in Gaza, but I saw here Jewish people arguing that both Palestinian and Israeli civilians shouldn't be harmed. That's why I asked a few people on Tumblr what they think Israel should do to get some opinions, though perhaps my question among attacks was seen as an attack too. So this time I add this long clarification, sorry about that 😅
Thank you for the insight - I particularly appreciate hearing what this sounds like from Ukrainians as they face their own crisis.
I support actions that protect Jewish lives and Jewish rights, everywhere in the world, including in Israel. I want governments moral enough and strong enough to do that, everywhere, including in Israel. Sadly, Israel is really fucking it up for the last year.
No one should be happy with what is happening in Gaza. It is an appalling humanitarian disaster, exactly as Hamas planned it would be. Once they were able to stage their attack, Israel had no choice but to invade; to have done anything other than invade would have sent a message to all their enemies that they would just lie back and take it, and that is a message they cannot afford to send.
The current Israeli government is one of the most ultra-right-wing, revolting, criminal, and incompetent out of any democratic nation in the world. Their stupidity made the Hamas attack possible. Benjamin Netanyahu has been PM forever and kept winning elections because despite his ugly, crooked personality, he was good at the job, good from economic and diplomatic perspectives, and avoided major change with the Palestinians. As he stayed in office longer and got more crooked with age, his scandals and campaign crimes piled up until it really looked like he could face prison for it. For a cruelly, tantalizingly brief period, the more forward-thinking elements of Israeli society were able to oust the far-right parties, but eventually that fell apart for the dumbest and most aggravating reason ever and Netanyahu was able to come back. This time he boosted up fringe ultra-right-wing candidates who were too extreme to function in a "real" government but who promised to help him change laws so he wouldn't go to jail. The actual process of changing those laws - transparently to end the investigations of the MULTIPLE indicted or convicted criminals in this government - tore Israeli society apart. People were warning for MONTHS that military readiness was plummeting. The Hamas attack plan had been known since around 2015 and an even more detailed version surfaced last year. They were all just too busy working to legalize crime and settle old scores than on watching the border where the genocidal fascist militia lives.
I don't know what the proper plan at this point is. After 3 months, I'm still very much emotionally stuck on "what you are supposed to do is PREVENT THIS, YOU IDIOTS, THAT IS YOUR JOB, AND NOT A HARD ONE." I don't think I will ever get past that, it was so obvious and I had been losing sleep all year fully expecting something like this to happen. Within the first few weeks after the attack, I saw a message from former PM Naftali Bennett about how it would be relatively quick and easy to flood all the Gaza tunnels with seawater and that would solve the problem; kill off Hamas troops, destroy their weapons, collapse their bases. Clearly they haven't done that yet. Does that mean it can't be done? If it can be done, then I lean towards thinking the current campaign should go on until it is done. If it can't be done, then I'd like to hear exactly what the goal of this incursion is and how long they expect it to last. Are they going to kill 30,000 people in the course of disarming and expelling Hamas? Or are they going to kill 30,000 people and Hamas will still be a recognizable threat anyway? If it's the latter, why kill all those people, why not stop now? When do they stop? Those are fair questions.
Basically all Jews "support Israel," insofar as they want it to keep existing as a Jewish state. Basically all Jews who support Israel also truly have no ill will toward Palestinians. They see Palestinians' problems as being less severe than the problems Jews have faced, historically and recently, and not worth the risks to Jews if an Israel did not exist. They believe in peace and want there to be a two-state solution, either because they really want a better life for Palestinians or because they want to stop feeling vaguely guilty about the occupation, or a mix of both.
I hope this was in any way helpful and regret that I couldn't be more precise about what the future plan should be.
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hey! I saw you were asking for request so I thought maybe a Fred X reader?
they're obliviously in love with eachother and pinning and so on
they're trying to pull of a prank (don't know what or to who) and they have to pretend they're together, people believe them because it's nothing out of normal. when they say it's a joke, no one believes them. they finally realise it and the ending is you're choice. maybe a confession or something?
hope you like it?? if you don't dw you're not obliged to write it really<3
About Time 🦁⏰️
George grows tiresome of his brothers lack of attempts to confess to his love
fluff // f.w // x friend! reader
Wherever Fred and George were, you could find y/n. And whenever y/n was, the twins were close by. They had always been friends, ever since George let out a dungbomb on the train first year and y/n was sadly his victim. But nevertheless she found it hilarious and they became the mischievous trio that caused havock across Hogwarts.
Other students presumed you had a thing for one of them, or that they had a thing for you, but whenever someone would bring it up, you'd just laugh and say the very thought made you feel sick. You always saw them as your brothers and that's how it would always be.
However here you were sat across from Fred in the Gryffindor common room and there was something about him that had you staring into his eyes in an unusual way. Maybe he got a haircut? Or straightened his smile? Whatever it was had your entire world shook.
"I think that's what we should do." shrugged Fred.
"Not half bad Fred, your take y/n?" George asked. The three of you were staying up late trying to think up some great idea to help the Hogwart students loosen up. Everyone was greatly stressed due to the ever so lovely presence of Umbridge and it would be fun. The twins also had their plans to leave Hogwarts and thought this would be their grand way of saying goodbye.
"My what?" you replied caught off guard.
"Did you not hear anything of what I just said?" asked Fred.
George sniggered and poked you in your side. You rolled your eyes at him and got up from the comfy armchair. "Whatever. I'm fine with anything. Just tell me when and what, I'm off to bed now." And with a final stretch you left the common room.
"She was definitely checking you out mate." nodded George.
"Not this again," moaned Fred, "Just because I told you I think she's pretty doesn't mean she's got a fat crush on me. I'm off to bed too."
George rolled his eyes at his brother. Contrary to both of your beliefs, George seemed to be the only person (along with the entire hogwarts student body) to notice that the two of you were helplessly pining after each other. You had mentioned off hand comments about Fred to George. He wasn't stupid, he knew those comments and your stares could only mean one thing. Similarly he knew his brother better then he knew himself, Fred had had the biggest crush on you since first year. To be frank George was bored of this, and made it his mission to get one of you to confess before they were to leave.
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"Morning y/n." smiled Fred at you the next morning at breakfast.
You smiled at him in return as he took his place beside you. He ruffled your hair and took a grape from your plate.
"So here's an extra idea," began George, "Theres something that I need from Umbridge's office and as you know she has those rules about no couples. How about to distract her, you two act as a couple so I can go get it."
You and Fred stared at him with a blank expression. "Act as a couple?" stuttered Fred.
"Who'd believe that smartass?" you added.
"Trust me a lot of people would." George muttered under his breath, "Just do it for a few minutes and I'll be done before you know it." he winked before leaving the dinner table.
"Hah, the two of us." you chucked, shaking your head absentmindedly at the very thought.
"I know right, I'll have to tell George drinking this early is affecting his mind." He joked, but there was something in his tone that sounded as though his mind was somewhere else. He seemed quite absent these days, ever since the two had told you they were leaving Hogwarts.
"Is everything ok Freddy?" you asked with wide eyes.
Having been caught off guard by your question, he turned to meet your eyes. He stared for a minute before nodding gently. A warm smile creeping onto his face, "Cause it is y/n, come on lets go eat each others faces off."
On your way to Umbridge's office, you took it upon yourself to take his hand into yours. To make it more believable of course and definitely not because you wanted to feel his soft skin in yours.
"We're here, and she's there." Fred finally poined out. Umbridge was stood outside her office eyeing up the two of you.
"Well here goes nothing." You whispered as you cupped his face and pressed your lips into his. At first he seemed taken aback and stiff, but when he relaxed into your touch, it was like a million little fireworks erupted onto your lips. In that moment it didn't feel like you were acting, the way how his hand came to hold your waist and how he deepened the kiss felt natural. He allowed you to bite down onto his bottom lip gently and you snuck your tongue into his mouth.
"Eh children!" a shrieking voice interrupted.
You giggled into his lips and pulled away for a breath. You looked up at him, he towered over you as he always did. He had leaned onto the wall beside him slightly, his arm resting against it. He was looking down at you with the widest eyes, and in that moment you thought you could see the need for more on his face. And so with a wave of confidence, you grabbed his tie and pulled him back on to you. You enjoyed the kiss until you were pulled back by an angry looking Umbridge, and noticed a crowd had appeared around the two of you.
"Three weeks detention the both of you." and as she marched away, you sarcastically bowed to her back as the crowd clapped at your rebellious behaviour.
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"So did you get what you needed George?" you asked at dinner.
George didn't reply, instead he nodded with a wide grin.
The entire school seemed to be talking about what had happened before. And not many of them seemed to be too shocked.
Fred had gone to his room and was not present at dinner. He mentioned he had not felt well.
"It's a shame with Fred and y/n I guess, I was going to ask her out ages ago." You heard someone from the Hufflepuff table say.
"What do you mean? We're not actually together." you laughed as you turned to see two hufflepuffs in your year.
"Yeah course not." one of them said.
"Everyone knows you've been together since like forever." the other added.
You furrowed your brows in confusion, "no we haven't. Tell them George."
But George did not tell them, and instead raised his eyebrows at you.
"Your little show said otherwise." the hufflepuff boy said lastly before turning back to his food.
Ok maybe there was some slight truth to what he had said. Friends don't kiss like that. But thats all you were friends. Right? Fred had been your closest friend for the past 6 years and nothing more. Sure as of recent he had been catching your eye in a different way, but maybe that was just the hormones speaking.
"Just go y/n. The two of you are driving me round the bend." George groaned.
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You knocked at his door. The rush of adrenaline you had initially felt when George hinted Fred liked you more than friends had now disappeared and reality had hit you like a bus. You were going to confess to your best friend and potentially ruin your friendship, well you say confess but you still weren't 100 percent sure what your feelings were.
"Tell me that kiss meant something to you." You blabbed when he opened the door. He stared at you for a moment before nodding.
"Of course it did y/n." he muttered as he opened the door fully allowing you to step in.
"Because, recently I've been feeling something and I don't know what it is. And everyone acts as though it's normal for us to kiss. But I don't know I really don't. And you've been quiet recently, I didn't know if you didn't like me like that. I don't want to ruin the friendship."
"y/n, darling your blabbing," he smiled, and it was that mischievous smile that you had not seen in a while, "I guess your less of a coward then me because you've finally brought up the conversation. But I'm different, I know exactly my feelings for you."
"And what are they?" you whispered.
"I love you. I've always known, but I didn't want to ruin anything. And I've been quiet recently because well me and George are leaving, I can't start something and then just leave."
"But you're not leaving forever, we can still talk and theres the holidays. And when I finish school I can come help out at the shop till I get a real job." you suggested, holding his hands.
He brought up one of your hands to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to the side of it.
"I'm sorry y/n I should have told you earlier."
"Don't be sorry Freddy, at least now I know for sure I love you too."
He leaned down and kissed you. But this time it was much softer, he kissed you as though you were the most fragile thing.
The sound of clapping disrupted the two of you and you turned to see George stood in the doorway clapping slowly.
"About bloody time."
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Congrats on 2k followers! Could you please do some general yandere neige headcanons?
Thank you!!!
I´ve actually done some general yandere neige headcanons before but I´ll see if more comes to mind ^^
Kind of went wild in all directions I guess but I hope you like it!!
Likes and reblogs are appreciated!
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tw yandere, obsession, stalking, delusion
More Yandere! Neige headcanons
Yandere Neige is a worshipper that desperately wants to please his darling. He´s a very hard worker that always tries his best and so there is no doubt that he would do anything he can make his darling like him
In his mind, you are the very definition of a perfect being so it is only right that he puts in the work to one day be on equal terms with you. Sure, one might say that he is in a much more influental position as a famous and well-loved celebrity but Neige himself doesn´t think that that could ever be enough to measure up to you
What good are millions of adoring fans if you don´t look at him the same way he looks at you? He's just so obsessively in love with you and it's pretty obvious to anyone that has eyes
He's always trailing after you like a lost puppy begging for affection and can you really refuse him when he's being so sweet to you? Always sweeping in to help you with something you were struggling with, it's like he has a sixth sense or something!
Neige is actually just stalking you and happened to be watching you through the doorway when he noticed that you were having difficulties with a task. What better way to show you that he's worthy of being with you? Look, he can be useful to you!
He wants to look at you all the time so Neige really feels like he has no other choice than to secretly follow you if you refused his offer to spend some time together
He's so enraptured with the idea of you being in a fairy-tale romance together that he can't handle staying away from you for so long
You say you need some space and free time but Neige can't live without you! So please don't be too mad if you happen to catch him one day, okay? It was all out of love for you!
Loves taking pictures of you when he's stalking you and then prints all of them out when he's in the comforts of his room. He's bought an album where he can safekeep all of your precious shared memories in these photos
Lots of couples have scrapbooks like this and so Neige hopes he can surprise you with what he has already put together when you two finally start dating
"Look y/n, this photo was back when we had our first date in that one café you love so much! You were sitting there at your table, looking so cute as you ate the sweets you ordered! I was sitting a bit far away so I couldn't get a very good angle but the smile on your face almost took my breath away!"
"Sadly you didn't turn to look in my direction even once but that must have been because you felt shy. You probably felt it would be too awkward to walk through the entire café to get to my table that was in the far back, but that's okay! I shot more than enough photos of our romantic coffee date so we will always remember this precious memory "
"There's still plenty more I can show you that you probably won't remember because you couldn't see me but you must have secretly known I was there by the unbreakable bond we share. You kept looking behind you, how cute!"
Neige genuinely doesn't see anything wrong with this and doesn't understand how anyone could see his behavior as creepy, he's way too deep in his delusions by now
This is just what a good boyfriend and future husband should do; making sure that all of your wonderful memories are kept safe for all eternity
Also even before you get together? Neige is already kind of convinced that the two of you are dating and that you're just trying to keep it a secret because you fear the backlash from your classmates for dating a student from RSA and from his fans and he understands, truly!
It's sad that things have to be this way but soon enough you can be true to yourself and finally wrap your arms around him and you can do even more couple-y activities. Maybe this time you can even do them without several meters of distance between the both of you!
I feel like Neige would low-key vague you on his social media? Liek suddenly the day you two meet at the VDC his followers see an influx of posts where he expresses his admiration for an unknown stranger and he just keeps talking about them all the time. How he wonders what they're doing right now and that he hopes he can see them again soon
There are days where he will literally spam his profile about how wonderful and kind you are and how he wishes to hold you and be with you and kiss you and marry you and-
Yeah his management steps in and puts a stop to all that pretty soon because wow okay that's kind of creepy and also don't post that kind of thing on your official social media profile where all of your fans can read it?? And don't post random photos where you can see the shape of an obscured person in the background with something like "they're so cute again <3"??? Like literally stop
Neige literally almost causes a huge scandal and he's just sad that he can't tell the entire world how amazing you are and how much he loves you any more
Guess he'll just have to tell you in person sometime soon
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(Open Rp) "A Royal Christmas Prince"
In the Beginning of December at the Lovely And Luxuriously Lodge cabin in the Lovely Cherry blossom Forest, The Young Kitsune Woman Who is a Secret Princess That Lived in that Lodge cabin Is Known as "Princess Saphira Lorraina Fox". The Only reason why She lives in the Lovely Lodge Cabin in the Woods..Is to try to See her "Soon to be Husband" Name "Sheldon James Weasleton" Of the Duke Weasleton Family, That If he is "Worthy" To become a Husband..But On the 3rd day of December, Her Father (Which is the Emperor Name "Mordue Quinn Fox") decided to throw a Lovely Christmas party with His counselors from Different Kingdoms…But When Saphira was looking for her Fiance..She looked around until..She hears something in the Bedroom..Saphira Open the Door and Screaming Bloody Murder Like it came out from the Horror Movies..but what Did she sees In that bedroom, was none-other than her Fiance Sheldon Making Love with One of the Counselors Daughter and Her Father Stormed in with His Colleges of the Counsule..and Said,
Mordue: "What is Going on he-Sees Sheldon with Counselors daughter WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE SMILING DEVIL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER!?"
Sheldon: " Saph!, Sir! I-i-i-it's not what it looks like!?"
Before The Emperor Speaks..Saphira cut in and said,
Saph:"Father..let me handle this.. Turns to sheldon NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!! It Looks like your Sleeping with a Counselors daughter!! and who's daughter is this!?"
Counselor Of England: "It was Mine! SHARON!! What In the Name of Queen Elizabeth Do you think your doing!? Sleeping With the Princess of Sakutopia's Fiance!? Are you Serious!? it's a Scandal, Outrage, Disgusting, and UNACCEPTIBLE!! Turns to Saphira and Bows Sadly I am So so sorry Your Highness…My Idiot Daughter has Done Horrible..Please Forgive me…"
Saph:" Sir..it's not your fault..but it's your daughters..and Now "Sheldons" Fault too"
Sheldon was Shocked and the Father of Sheldon (Which is the Duke) was Appalled when he Sees his Own Son Sleeping with the England Counselors Daughter and He was Furious at him..and He apoligize to saphira…and then She said the same thing..but then..She looked at Sheldon..and she said,
Saph:"Well..I wanted To Know Sheldon.. What Did I do To make you cheating on me with an england Counselors daughter? And How Long was "This" is Going on?, But be warned…It'll be your last…"
She Glared At Sheldon..That Glare made Sheldons Spine frozen Like ice…and then he confessed,
Sheldon:"Ok ok I confessed…You never took care of me….I Loved Sharon..and we've been together for 3 years..and She's pregnant with my kid…and also I wanted to take money and Sharon and I are going to get married in secrets and run away and left saphira high and dry!..I don't love her..i love sharon an- AHH!"
Saphira Smacked Him Furiously…And She began to Tore him into new and Told Sheldon that the Engagement is "OFF" big time and She threw the engagement ring at his face and she said to him,
Saph:"You are No Longer Welcomed to My Home! and YOU are not Worthy to be my Husband..I'm Sorry but I cannot Married To someone WHO would Cheated On me with any Counselors Daughters and Cause a Huge Scandals For Our Royal Reputations!"
Sheldon:" B-b-b-but Saph! please i-i-i'm sorry! it just a mistake! I swear!! I just wanted to ha-"
Saph:"NO Your not! No your not! "THIS" is not a Mistake! "THIS" Is your Choice, And THIS is Proved That YOU Never love me at all! YOU Got that Bitch Pregnant! YOU Love my Own Money! and Now YOU! are taken responsibility For YOUR Illeginimate Whore Child Which I don't Blamed the child For this! but Still!! This ENGAGEMENT IS OFF AND THATS FINAL!! NOW GET OUT!!! OUT!!"
After 15 minutes..Sheldon And Sharon Got Kicked out And The Duke Of Weasleton Decide to Force Sheldon To marry Sharon For the Sake of the Child…But The marriage falls apart and The Duke banished him from his family..But..
6 years later,
Saphira was pretty Sadden..as Her father was Upset because of Saphira's heartbroken..Mordue Sighs softly..and began to Go to the Shrine and Pray to the Goddess to Have Saphira true love…and Couldn't Bare it..until..That Night..Something Magical happen is when the Glow was Coming from the Mountains..and there..was a Glowing white Reindeer that the Fur is Pure White as Snow..and it was ridden by a Mysterious Prince from the Mountains..seeking the Lovely maiden,,For his marriage..until..He saw a Lovely Cherry blossom Kingdom.. He began to ride to it..and sees the Sleeping Princess Saphira in her Bedroom chambers..and he said..
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I wish if the ml writers really want the whole princess and knight thing they'd do it like Ariel from little mermaid especially since they both similar enough. 1) they're isolated 2) curious about the outside world 3) parents don't want them out. The whole meeting their love interest should just be a bonus, not become the whole personality like the writers did for Adrien in s4 and 5. :(
I have mixed feelings about the knight and princess thing. I'm big on messing with gender roles, so I like it in theory. I actually saw the art before I saw the episode that it's in and loved it because I thought that it was fan art. Then I realized that it was official art and I liked it a lot less because it didn't fit the story. Adrien wasn't a helpless princess. He was a knight, too.
Little did I know that the princess and knight art was apparently foreshadowing just how badly the writers were going to botch the ending.
Damsels in distress of any gender aren't a bad thing in and of themselves. It's perfectly normal to see a character get trapped and need outside help or to have a character start in a position where they have no power. The reason why Damsels in distress are so looked down on is a mix of the gender stereotyping involved and the way that they're traditionally written as having no agency. Adrien is, sadly, a perfect example of the second issue. He's the pretty arm candy who couldn't possibly help himself. He just needs to wait around and, one day, a big strong knight will save him!
This would make some sense if Adrien didn't have a miraculous, but he literally wields one of the two most powerful miraculous in existence. He has the ability to escape his prison when he's trapped in London. He just doesn't because he's a poor helpless maiden who needs someone else to save him, making us all wonder why the writers gave him a miraculous in the first place.
Let's compare Adrien to Disney's Cinderella (the 60's version, not the 2010's update which was somehow less progressive than the original). The original Cinderella does what she's told because she has no way out. She's a victim of prolonged child abuse with no wealth or personal belongings, very similar to Adrien at the start of Miraculous. But when Cinderella is given a way to magically get out? She immediately takes it, just like Adrien does. And when she's locked away with no way to escape? She still tries to get out! She bangs on the door! She calls for help! And when help comes? She grabs it, leading herself to freedom.
That's how you write a good Damsel in distress. You give them as little power as possible while also making them an active part of the story. They're someone who wants to change their reality, who might even try to change their reality, but who truly can't due to circumstances beyond their control. It's a very relatable situation for many people and why Cinderella is my favorite fairy tale.
For Adrien to fit this role, season five needed to take away his power and they honestly could have done that. When he learned that he was being shipped off to London, he could (and arguably should) have told Ladybug that he was being forced to leave Paris. This could have led to him giving up the ring for the safety of the city. A selfless, noble act that no one could fault him for. After all, it's not like Ladybug has other heroes that she could call on! If Chat Noir isn't around, then she could easily be screwed.
Then, when the final comes and Ladybug has to fight alone, it's not because Adrien is too weak and frail to fight off the nightmare dust that literally every other teenage character in the show manges to fight off. Instead, dust or no dust, he literally cannot escape his prison. He has to rely on Ladybug because he has no other choice. We could even see him trying to fight his way out, thinking of her all the while.
Instead, we get Adrien once again failing to use his love to win the day. Between Chat Blanc, Ephemeral, and this mess, I'm not sure what the show is trying to tell us, but it's nothing good. It amazes me that some people think things are going to get better for our poor kitty.
I mean, they might! This show has never been anything close to consistent about anything, so he could surprise us all next season. But it would still be a massive, unexpected shift and you're better off expecting more of the same.
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Remember Total Drama Action: Best Game Ever?
In case you don't, it was a flash game that came around when Total Drama Action was airing live. You play as an intern who got to interact with the cast on TDA. You could make alliances with contestants by performing tasks for them, and certain alliances would damage your relationships with others. You'd also perform tasks for Chris. You also had constant enemies that you could beat with weapons that you could upgraded the more tasks you did for Chris. A fact I'd COMPLETELY forgotten about until now. When it was live, you'd get new tasks each week, and you could save your progress by making an account on Cartoon Network.
When I was watching TDA and way, WAY before I was in the fandom, and before I even knew what fandoms WERE, I remember playing it. My favorite character actually used to be Leshawna. I barely even remembered Noah existed, sweet little naive child I was. As a result, I of course immediately made an alliance with her, and thus got Heather as an almost instant enemy. It was great, and I've got very fond memories of it.
Why do I bring this up?
Well, thanks to @wheredidalltheusersgo, I managed to find a working link of the game: https://www.numuki.com/game/tda-best-game-ever/
You can only play as a guest since the original server is long since gone. But as I've found through trial and error, the site actually DOES save your progress even if you close it.
So obviously I had to play it again. I was having so much fun I started taking screenshots because of how wild certain things were. I thought you guys might enjoy them as much as I did, so I figured I might as well post them here.
I'd also completely forgotten you could customize your character. Got to make sure she looks Fresh for FreshTV.
Perfect. We're serving off-Izzy vibes and are rocking a fedora. Time to get through this tutorial shit so I can talk with the besties.
Cue me doing a bunch of fetch quests for Chris. Most of them require going into little studios based on each of the episodes. I'm pretty sure when it was live each studio was closed until the corresponding episode aired, and then would open up once the episode released. In this version though, they're all open.
There's also a lot of beating critters up with a stick. Like for the alien studio they're guys in alien costumes, for the beach it's a bunch of crabs and sharks, etc. You can avoid most of them by running around them, though you only get money for beating them. Which you of course need to get newer outfits to look Even Fresher. So death to all who oppose me I guess.
Through me trial and erroring if this game did save, I accidentally screwed myself out of getting into an alliance immediately after I was done with the tutorial. Once you get started on one of Chris's tasks, you have to do them to completion, and they usually come in groups of threes. No big deal though. Just have to do the last one for this second wee-
Jesus CHRIST Heather, you seriously take no survivors.
Either way, tasks are done, now time to choose an ally. The options include all of the TDA contestants, plus Geoff and Bridgette. None of the peanut gallery for that season sadly.
I could just do Leshawna for old time's sake. Or I could have this be the start of my villain arc and go with Heather. Hmm, decisions decisions...
Well, I already look like off-Izzy, might as well pair up with actual Izzy!
Wow your pixels are so crunchy, Izzy. Especially compared to my character's.
Still, I knew I made the right choice with you, Izzy. Out for blood from the get go. Never change. Time to go ruin Heather's day.
Heather's are even CRUNCHIER.
Also, is that genuine gratitude? From Heather? Receiving what she thinks is just a regular gift box?
Guys, I just might be the monster here.
And after killing some crabs for Izzy, my rampage of terror shall continue! Somebody's really got it out for her ex.
I didn't take screenshots of it, but after completing each of the antagonizing tasks, both Heather and Justin came up to us swearing that we would pay. Which means now the top right of my screen has this on it:
At least here the pixels are a lot less cronchy. Still, Justin's angry face is Sending Me. I can't explain exactly why. Maybe it's because it highlights just how much of his face is CHIN.
Still, I have done what is required for my new bestie, time to reap the rewards.
Yeah this feels about right.
And that's all I did before I decided it was time to take a break before I got in too deep! (I already am, but shhhh don't tell me-)
If you guys are interested in seeing more of my shenanigans, let me know. I'm probably going to keep playing and taking screenshots as more wild things happen.
But for now, I need to actually go eat dinner. I seriously need food, the allure of nostalgia was just too strong.
#perp plays Total Drama games#not a tag I ever expected to make#but here we are#total drama#total drama action#total drama action: best game ever#total drama games#total drama game#toatl drama izzy#td izzy#total drama heather#td heather
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♡ Sawyer's NSFW Alphabet ♡
♡ A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) ♡
The aftercare is amazing, anything you could want or need afterwards will be yours plus her natural instincts are to care for her mate which means she instinctively knows what she needs to do in order to help you recover from the knot. As soon as she's able to wiggle herself free she'll be up and doting all over you. She has to let you know how much she appreciates you being a good little mate for her, if you want anything it will be yours no matter the cost dearest. The only times she's really affectionate physically is in heat and during or after sex so enjoy this while it lasts.
♡ B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) ♡
It's your hair, it doesn't matter how much or how little of it you have, your hair is a sign of how well she's taking care of you since she has the best conditioners and hair oils to take care of yours the best she can. She would never yank on it even if that does sound hot to her, she prefers to stare deep into your eyes and softly stroke your hair as she shoves her knot it.
Her favorite part of her own body is not really a part specifically, it's mostly her height. There are a lot of things and positions she is capable of doing with you due to her height and even if she wasn't strong or didn't have her powers, her height would still be a huge advantage over everyone and everything around her so she quite appreciates it.
♡ C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) ♡
She prefers to cum inside, it has nothing to do with getting the ccum into you, she doesn't really care about that part cause cumming on your back or stomach would have the same scent marking effect, she really only cares about getting the knot in. If you're sucking her dick she prefers you not swallow it because she's just a little bit afraid such a large amount is not good for your stomach.
♡ D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) ♡
Gross cum eater. I already said this on the gross headcanons but I will elaborate, she will clean you up after the two of you have sex almost every time unless you stop her. She's not really trying to make you cum again since you're probably already overstimulated, though she will again if she feels like you can handle another one. If you don't let her do that then she will sadly have to settle for a wet wipe or a bath if you're feeling up for it.
♡ E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) ♡
There's no experience here, sure she may have had companions over the years who she kissed but she never really felt the urge to go further with them, the most experience she has is making out occasionally and using a fleshlight which was also frustrating to her because you can not knot a fleshlight. She's working off of what her instincts tell her to do.
♡ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) ♡
Whichever is easiest to knot with. She's a big fan of riding since he knot goes in deeper and you have no choice but to sit there, panting and sweaty against her chest as she coos into your ear about how good you looked like that. She would do mating press but that is a bit uncomfortable when it's done, sure it's hot as hell and she absolutely loves it but once she knots it, you're probably going to be a bit uncomfortable and it's hard to reposition the both of you. The Nelson is good but a bit hard for her to knot so she only does it if she knows you won't let her knot you.
♡ G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) ♡
She's very serious even under the most normal circumstances, you you hear her make a joke you'll think the world is ending and her jokes are particularly bad so it's a very good thing she is not at all goofy in the moment. Though it does feel goofy to have the normally uptight boss whining on top of you because you said you would let her knot you.
♡ H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) ♡
God she is so hairy, she's even got chest hair, she has stomach hair, leg hair, the only place lacking hair is her upper arms but even her forearms have little light hair wisps. Her hair is very well groomed and neatly trimmed though, the stomach hair gets thicker the more you go down. She would absolutely shave if you asked because she doesn't really care and you are the one who has to fuck her so she doesn't want you to get bothered by her hairy balls.
♡ I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) ♡
She's very romantic during it. She's the most talkative and open with her feelings when you are sleeping together and even when she's doing completely depraved things with you and completely wrecking you, she's still singing your praises and stroking your hair for allowing her to destroy you like this. She could be spanking you and calling you her whore but you're still her pretty perfect little whore.
♡ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) ♡
She doesn't do it super often, maybe once a day if she's had a very frustrating week but her average is like once at the end of the week. She takes a lot of cold showers to get rid of any morning wood too because it's just a lot of effort to have sex with her darling or to even jack off and she just doesn't want to have to commit that much time to it. She will jack off in her office if she thinks about her darling a bit too much and they are not there. She doesn't want to have to burden them with hours of sex when she gets home so she'll deal with it before she can disturb her darlings sleep schedule.
♡ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) ♡
Shibari but that takes a lot of time that she does not have very often and on heat she lacks the patience for it, if you even hint at wanting to try it or being curious about it though then she's going to rush through her work and delegating tasks so that way she can have a day off to focus solely on that. She will also mention it a few times offhandedly hoping you will pick up the hint about her badly wanting to try it.
♡ L = Location (favorite places to do the do) ♡
Her office is preferable mainly because if the two of you are in her office doing it, it means you have come to work with her so she gets to enjoy your company all day as she works. Beyond that it means she can knot you as she works which really does increase her productivity, sure she's a babbling mess as she's doing it but once you're stuck on her knot, she's incredibly focused on work. Plus if you ride her while she works then you're able to get what you want and she's able to get work done before it eventually becomes too much and she has to start pounding again.
♡ M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) ♡
Really anything but if she had to pick a specific thing, seeing you in jewelry or designer clothing that she bought for you. She would buy you one of those diamond cat necklaces and you'd be like "uhm babe, don't mean to judge but this is literally a cat necklace." and she simply hums in response as she files some paperwork. If you wear it while you ride her she might be tempted to stick her fingers in your mouth and tug on your tongue a little bit.
♡ N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) ♡
She will not share and she will not allow people to view you in the act, while she does not care if everyone hears how good she's making you feel, she will insta kill anyone who walks into the office and catch a glimpse. She's fine if you wear revealing clothing regularly, she won't stop you but she will not let anyone look at you if you are even remotely sweaty because it just looks too good to her so clearly others must also feel the same way.
♡ O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) ♡
She prefers to give but she also does enjoy receiving very much. She's very good at giving and does it very regularly before and after sex and would likely love to wake you up that way too as a treat to herself before she has to go to work. When she receives she does not last long, it's way too much for her too look at plus she's not trying to prolong it, she wants it to go quicker because even though she enjoys it, she doesn't want you to make your jaw sore.
♡ P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) ♡
She's slow at first because if she's not it will hurt you. The more rounds you have though, especially when she's in heat, the quicker her pace will become. By the end of it she's collapsed on you and is barely bothering to pull out even slightly, very short quick thrusts because she doesn't want to leave you for even a second. When you're riding her she lets you go at your own pace at first until she's close, when she's close she starts bucking her hips frantically.
♡ Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) ♡
She can't do quickies, it just isn't possible with her size, though she might set you on her desk and quickly eat you out but an actual quickie is not a possibility. She might do a quickie before she has to work where she wakes you up with her tongue but that's about it and even then she has to pry herself away to resist doing more.
♡ R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) ♡
She's very experimental. She has the money required to be able to experiment with you and the knowledge to do it safely and if she isn't sure how to do this thing she would like to try she can pay a specialist to explain it to both of you. She would take you on a special date night to a bdsm instructor so you both can go home and try the thing the instructor told both of you.
♡ S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) ♡
For an average round once you two actually get started, it can take up to an hour when she's out of heat because she's holding back a bit in order to make sure you're completely fucked out when it's done, if she's feeling nice and not wanting to completely wear you out then she will allow herself to cum a bit sooner but even then you're so worn out. In heat it's usually around fifteen minutes. Out of heat you'll have one or three rounds, in heat it's around four rounds until she's satisfied and then four hours later she needs it again.
♡ T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) ♡
She has a fleshlight for when she cannot be with you and used it before she found you somewhat often. She buys plenty of toys for you so you don't get pent up with her not being able to do it often. She really enjoys looking on the penthouse cameras and seeing you use them and she pays special attention to which ones are your favorites so that way she can buy more. It doesn't make her jealous because at the end of the day you're using her money to get off.
♡ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) ♡
She's not much of a teaser unless you've been fighting her or trying to leave her, then she'll tease you but it's mostly because she's hoping it will get rid of all the fight in you, she just wants to show you all this resistance is pointless because look, your bodies fit together perfectly, you are made for eachother. She's not an edger though in the slightest.
♡ V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) ♡
She's quiet until she gets close, once she's close she's whining and gasping and it sounds a whole lot like she's on the verge of crying. She also starts talking very quickly, her voice cracking as she start to beg to be able to knot you, she's not religious but she will literally pray to the gods to be able to knot you which is funny because she is the closest thing to a god that the city has so she's pretty much praying to herself and you as the mate of what is equivalent to a god.
♡ W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) ♡
Her voice is pretty gravelly and it cracks a whole lot during the act. She's actually a pretty quiet talker and when she yells at you or scolds you for resisting the matebond, it's terrifyingly quiet. She can try to speak up if you ask but still it's really just best to stay close to her in order to hear what she has to say.
♡ X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) ♡
She has about a B cup and her underwear is very plain and simple. Sort of granny bras but they are still very expensive and very high quality even if they don't look that way. She has very thick muscular thighs and her shoulders are decently broad. She has a single scar from what looks like a spear stabbing straight through her though she says she doesn't remember when that occurred, it likely happened during the great war.
♡ Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) ♡
Like I said before she gets horny pretty often though her actual drive to have sex is a bit low since she can be satisfied just knowing her darling is satisfied. She does have to take cold showers in the mornings to hold herself at bay but beyond that she's pretty content even if she hasn't had full fledged sex with her darling she'll be happy as long she knows her darling is happy.
♡ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) ♡
She'll lay down with you but she's not really going to sleep and if she does sleep it will only be for like three hours. She has a very strict sleep schedule of falling asleep around midnight though she will stay up longer than that sometimes and she always wakes up at 4 AM, she doesn't need much sleep but she does enjoy laying down with you and feeling you fall asleep in her arms or against her. I think she'd be very pleased with a sleepy darling.
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It's Not Goodbye
Pairing:Newt x gender neutral reader
Summary:After finding out you're not immune, you are ready to get rid of yourself only to be caught by Newt.
It was okay at first. I felt no different than I always did. I was a bit sore from the Cranks, but it didn't matter. I had saved Newt from the one that tried to kill him, and that's what matters. Nobody ever died from a bite when they're immune.
Unfortunately, they do if they're not. It turns out I was one of the unlucky suckers capable of turning into those things.
At first, I didn't even notice it. There was a lot of pain in my ankle, but it wasn't bad enough to say anything. I thought I was just irritable because I was hot and tired. That's a reasonable explanation.
Then, I noticed something. Black veins started growing from the bite. That's when it finally kicked in. I wasn't immune. Now I have two options. I could kill myself or spend my life as one of those things. The choice is obvious.
I didn't tell anybody. I just didn't have enough energy. Apparently, the flare gives you enough energy to harshly shove your friend to the ground though. Minho ended up with bloody elbows after that. I went full force. All eyes turned to me, and it was obvious that everyone was pretty pissed off that I would do that. Everyone ignored me for the rest of the day.
As night fell I thought about it. My last day with them was spent with me holding back tears. I hurt my friend without thinking about it. I was dangerous which meant I had to leave. It was now or never.
Unfortunately, the only gun was in Newt's bag. I cautiously kneeled next to him. Since he was using it as a pillow I used my hand to support his head. By some miracle he didn't wake up, and I had the gun in my hands.
That's when it went wrong. Newt woke up, and in my fear I dropped him and ran. He was quickly startled awake. He looked in the bag and noticed the missing gun. By then I was already out of sight.
I put the gun against my head as my breathing grew heavy. I sucked in as much air as possible and closed my eyes. Then, I went to pull the trigger.
"No!"Newt yelled, snatching it from my hand. I quickly pulled him down and held him to the ground. He groaned in pain, and I realized just how evil I was becoming.
"I'm sorry Newt, but I have to do this. Just give it to me,"I pleaded.
"No. You're not doing this,"He argued, keeping it close to him. I knew it could go off so I took it from his hands. Before I could do anything he knocked it away, and the last bullet was set off.
"No! What have you done?! What did you do?!"I cried, rushing towards it. I did everything to click it over and over as if I could set it off. Nothing happened.
"Why would you do this? How could you do this to me?"I sobbed, burying my face in my hands. By now the others had woken up and came over to see what was happening. I'm sure it was a terrible sight. I was crying while holding a gun, and Newt was frozen in shock.
"You killed me. You killed me in the worst way possible,"I sobbed, biting my lip to hold back my screams. I heard my friends run to my side to figure out what was happening.
"I couldn't let you-"
"I'm infected. Why do you think I've been so angry lately? It's already happening. I'm losing my mind, and you just made it go on,"I explained, my throat sore from the sobbing.
A heavy silence filled the air. I pulled my pant legs to reveal the way veins were growing so it would sink in.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry,"Newt uttered, wrapping his arms around me. I just sat there and let him hold me.
"I need another way. I can't live like this."
"What if we can find some way to help? Maybe we could slow it down until we get there,"Teresa spoke up. I sadly shook my head.
"You all saw what I did to Minho. I just did it to Newt. I'd rather die as I am than being hated."
"We don't hate you,"Thomas whispered.
"Not yet. Please, help me. Let me do something. Anything,"I begged. By now even the wind seemed to stop making any noise.
"I found a knife in the mall. It's the only thing I have. I don't think anyone has anything else"Newt whispered.
"It sounds better than being beaten by Aris's bat,"I attempted to joke, giving a sad smile. I was more than thankful when he did his best to return it though it looked like a grimace.
"I'll go get it now,"He said quietly. I nodded my head as he walked away.
As he did my friends, new and old, kneeled beside me. I let them hug me, knowing it would be the last time. By now several tears from them were falling. I didn't have it in me to do that. All I knew was that I would die still being loved. That was enough.
"I'm sorry,"Minho whispered. I just sadly shook my head.
"I think I'd be just as bad if something like that happened to me,"I assured him. Before he could say anything else Newt was back with a tear streaked face.
Everyone moved as he sat beside me. He was trembling as placed the knife in my hand.
"I guess this is goodbye,"He uttered. I shook my head no.
"I don't believe in goodbyes. I'll see you later,"I corrected him.
"Okay. I'll see you later,"He repeated, placing one last kiss on my lips. It was the slowest one we ever had because it was going to be our last for a long time. Eventually, we had to pull apart.
More tears ran down his face which I wiped away. He leaned into my touch.
"I need you to go back to the campsite. Don't turn back tomorrow. Go forward so you don't have to see me like that. Can you do that for me?"I asked.
"I will. I love you Y/N."
"I know. I love you too. Now this is the part where we walk hand in hand."
"And after that?"
"One last kiss, one last I love you, and whatever comes in the next life."
#newt x reader#one shot#tmr#the scorch trials#tmr newt#newt tmr#the maze runner#angst with no happy ending#angst with a sad ending#angst
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International Hotel Pt. 2
Elvis x Reader
part one
i don't like this one as much as the first, but the first one did surprisingly well. enjoy, or don't either is fine.
you can imagine the real elvis or austin. whatever floats your boat.
summary: part two pls read pt. 1 first <3
word count: 1621
"I've missed you darlin'" Elvis spoke as the both of you pulled away.
Reality was finally setting in. He was here, and he certainly wasn't okay like you hoped.
You wanted him to be okay more than anything in the world. Looking at him now you could see a glimpse of him, and who he was. It was heartbreaking for to see, but you had hope.
You still couldn't get past what he did. He left you, for fame. It worked out for him for the most part, but what about you?
He left you. Never called. Never wrote.
He wasn't there when your mama died, or when daddy's drinking got worse. He left.
"EP, you left." You said sadly, trying to remind yourself of how angry and resentful you've been for years.
It was pathetic really, you were never able to fully forgive.
He was the love of your life. You would've done everything for him. You did, do everything or him.
"Mama I-"
You shook your head as you stood up.
"Elvis you left. Simply because a man you met less than a month prior told you it was what was right,"
"And now you're here saying things. Things that I've wanted you to say for years. It's not fair."
A tear finally fell, much to your dismay. The last thing you had ever wanted to do was show him weakness.
"I woulda' never made it anywhere. I had to show the Colonel that I knew how to listen to him. " He replied, sparking up anger inside you.
Really. That's all he had to say.
He wiped his face with the back of his hand, still sweating from the show. You walked over to the towels, and threw him one, not quite feeling ready to walk out yet.
He nodded sensing, that you quite weren't ready for him to talk.
"I loved you through everything. You- You threw me away like I was nothin'! Didn't even have the decency to drive me home."
At this point you were pacing through the room. Thinking of what else to say. This was probably the most oddly relived you've felt in a long time.
You finally can let go.
"I coulda helped you damn it! I coulda been there when Mrs. Gladys died. Or when you decided to start abusin' pills. I coulda been there, Elvis, and you shoulda been there for me."
At this point you were crying, and you couldn't tell if it was out of anger, or sadness.
tw: mentions of abuse.
"You shoulda been there when MY mama died. Or when daddy decided he wanted to start beatin me black and blue because he blamed me for her death. You shoulda been there."
You wanted to be his person. From day one when you met the young boy with the gorgeous eyes and the dreamy hair, you wanted to be his person.
"Sweetheart I had no idea," He spoke, looking at me with sad eyes.
You threw your hands up.
"How would you! You weren't there! You made your choice, fame over everything, family, love, your health."
He stood, obviously something you said upset him.
"Now honey, you ain't got no right to stand here and question how I care about my family." He pointed a ring clad finger at you, staying in place.
The anger you felt was quickly getting more intense. What are you even doing here?
"You threw me away like a piece of trash and now I'm back here tryin' to take care of you!"
He threw the towel he had on the floor, taking a step towards you.
"If you hate me so God damn much then why are you here, hm? Just go!"
"I can't go because I don't hate you EP! I love you. I never stopped."
You let out a sob.
You finally broke. You had been holding it together for years. You grew numb after your mama died, and right now it was like the flood gates had opened.
He wrapped you in a tight hug, and you struggled to get away.
No, you're mad at him. Furious even.
"Darlin quit bein' so damn stubborn and let me hold you."
You gave in, grasping at his shirt, knuckles turing white.
"I shoulda been there. I'm sorry baby." He said quietly, voice low and raspy.
This is what you've truly always wanted. To be with him. To love him. To help him. He deserves a good person.
"I forgive you."
----
The two of you sat in the dressing room for a while. Talking about his career, and yours. Admittedly, his was much more interesting to listen to.
You've both calmed down. He wasn't angry, and you weren't-
well, you weren't pacing back and forth with all those thoughts running through your head anymore.
"You really ain't watched any of my movies, tv, shows, nothin?" He frowned.
Your face heated up in embarrassment. You were trying to decide what to say. Should you give him the satisfaction of saying yes? Or should you try to tease him a bit.
Teasing. Teasing works.
"Well. I did see the one with the butler outfit and the dog in a wagon." You grinned taking a sip of your drink.
"Have mercy." He put a hand on his head.
You let out a laugh placing the drink on the table.
"Elvis Presley. You are the most famous man in America. Of course, I watched it all. Some of it was quite low brow, but still. I was proud." You smiled.
He laughed.
You had missed this. Talking. Just talking. About anything and everything. In the peace and quiet, just the two of you. No one harassing you. Or him. Just the two of you.
After just a moment of silence, you eyed a clear bag. That had a ton of little orange bottles in it.
No. Please tell me this is not.
No.
"EP what's that?" You pointed at the bag standing up, moving quickly towards it.
He grunted, looking down at his lap.
You picked up the bag, taking hold of the various bottles.
What in the hell.
Phenobarbital, Ethchlorvynol, Nordazepam, Ethinamate.
"Why are you 'prescribed' four different anxiety medications. Insomnia, Morphine? Elvis why,"
"Morphine and Ethinamate are highly addictive. We have drug addicts come in the hospital all the time looking for these. Beggin' for them."
He looked at the bag, seemingly in a trace.
"Dr. Nick says I need em'" He simply stated.
You threw the medicine in the bag, walking over to him.
You place your hands on either side of his head.
"Please tell me you don't have all this in your system right now. Please honey."
He said nothing.
"Where is he. Where's that crooked Colonel."
He stood, following you as you walked out of the dressing room
You were on a mission.
As a nurse, this was wrong. Medical malpractice.
This so-called doctor had no right to have a license. To practice medicine. Was he even a doctor? Those medications didn't even have anything on the label but the name and dosage.
He needed to be in jail.
Speaking as a nurse, you were angry. This wasn't right.
Speaking as someone who loved the man who was being poisoned with these medications, you were seething.
Elvis had a lot of time to make up for.
You haven't fully forgiven him.
That doesn't mean he doesn't deserve to be protected.
You stormed through the hallway, looking for the Colonel, or the doctor. Not caring much who you found first.
Elvis was walking as quickly as he could after you, but of course you were faster.
He did need to exercise a bit.
You heard voices coming from a studio, and you walked through the door.
Dr. Nick, Vernon, and the Colonel were sat, drinks and cigars in hand.
"There you are you no good dirty, rotten-" You began, but you were quickly cut off
"Y/N" Elvis boomed behind you, causing you to turn to him.
You don't know what kind of emotions were controlling you right now but, the confidence you had was radiating.
"Shut up."
You walked over and stood dangerously close to the doctor, which meant you were equally as close to Tom Parker.
"You will never, prescribe another medication to that man do you understand? I will personally make sure you never have access to anything a doctor would. I will destroy you. You will have nothing." You said to the doctor and turned to Tom.
"You made him feel like he could depend on you. He believed in you, that you would take care of him and his family," You broke looking at Vernon and Elvis.
"I saw through it from the beginning you fat bastard. You're killing him."
You stood up straight, realizing suddenly Elvis had stopped his protests, instead he stood, staring. With an unrecognizable look on his face.
"Mr. Presley, I am a real nurse. I am telling you that this doctor is not the man to help your son. If he continues, he will die. Those medications are highly addictive, and not to mention dangerous. Please. Stand up. Do what's right."
Vernon nodded, standing with me. I turned to Elvis, and walked towards the doorway.
"Come on honey, I'll help you."
You hoped he would take up on the offer. You begged the Lord even.
He took a hard look at the Colonel, and the Doctor, then slowly took hold of your hand.
---
Elvis invited you to stay with him for a while. He knew that he needed you.
Part of the need was because you were a nurse, and he knew you would be able to help with his health, and with getting him off the medications.
The other was because he missed you. He had tried to find love after you, and truly he believed what he had with Pricsilla was great. It was really, he truly loved her.
You were something else though.
Of course, things had changed, you have, he has. He loved you though, and you him.
#elvis fanfic#elvis presley fanfic#elvis presley#austin elvis x reader#elvis x reader#elvis one shots#oneshot#austin butler#elvis 2022#elvis film#elvis movie
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