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bbyjackie · 10 months

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: ace

♡ liked by p1rateking_luffy, marco_o and 7.3k others

_ynln: he's 20 and still manages to burn everything in sight <3

tagged: ace

chef.thatch: All my hard work down the drain

↳ marco_o: wait is this why the deck floorboard is scorched

↳ _ynln: ACE DID IT

↳ _ynln: he fell asleep while we were singing happy birthday 😭😭

↳ ace: WOWWW YN YOU'RE SUCH A SNITCH

↳ marco_o: oh my god

iampops: How do I add a caption on Instagram posts

↳ p1rateking_luffy: HAPQPY BIRTHDYA ACE! (liked by ace, _ynln)

↳ ace: thanks luffy!

♡ liked by iampops, izou.u and 5.4k others

_ynln: worth it ❕❕

tagged: ace

marco_o: oh my god this is why we don't trust you guys unsupervised

↳ _ynln: i know u love us (liked by ace)

↳ marco_o: you guys make me want to throw myself off board

↳ marco_o: im losing hair cause of you two

↳ ace: like you had much to begin with LMFOAOO 💀💀

↳ _ynln: 🤣🤣

↳ marco_o: im letting both of u die

izou.u: are you guys the reason why the bathroom looks like shit

↳ ace: it's yn's fault ☝️

↳ _ynln: WTF HOW IS THIS MY FAULT

↳ _ynln: YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID 'wHaT iF wE jUmPEd?' AND THEN CANONBALLED

↳ ace: LMFAOOAOO IT WAS SO FUNNY 🤣

iampops: Sons tell me how to add a caption on Instagram posts

chef.thatch: I lose braincells whenever I am near these idiots (liked by _ynln)

♡ liked by ace, saaaa_bo and 4.9k others

_ynln: if he isn't dreaming about me, im going to sell him to the marines 😪😪

tagged: ace

izou.u: is he even breathing in the second photo

↳ marco_o: i hope not

ace: whaattt of course i was dreaming about you my pookie dookie sugar bear cupcake frappe 😜😍🥰😘🤩❤️‍🔥💕💞💖

↳ saaaa_bo: ew

↳ saaaa_bo: kudos to yn for taking one for the team and dating u

↳ _ynln: i can already hear my 550,000,000 berries from here

↳ _ynln: @saaa_bo FRRR YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS MY BACK ☝️☝️

iampops: Sons I've been asking for a week. How do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

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ace: my favourite girl ❣️❣️

marco is my favourite of all time

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: everyone don't be fooled, he tackled me into the ocean straight after this 😐😐

↳ ace: my mum told me to chase my dreams, not my fault my dream tried to run away 🥱

↳ _ynln: YOU STARTED SPRINTING AT ME WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO

↳ ace: start sprinting towards me at the same time 🤩🤩

lovenami: omg @_ynln you ate in this photo

↳ _ynln: NAMI OMG ILY 💞💞

p1rateking_luffy: HEHE MY FUTURE SISTER IN LAW

↳ ace: bet

↳ _ynln: wait what

↳ iampops: yn how do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

↳ _ynln: pops omg you're showing your age rn

marco_o: jesus christ delete the second part of that caption

↳ ace: stop being shy 😚😚

yamatototo: yn needs to be saved 💀💀 (liked by _ynln)

_ynln 36m

[_ynln] ace replied to your story: marco said it was payback for destroying the bathroom, you're next 🤷

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astonmartinii · 6 months

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the age of no regret [mamma mia part four] | formula one scoial media au

drivers: sebastian vettel, jenson button & fernando alonso part one | part two | part three masterlist | tips

a due date nears, a god father is revealed and new cravings are discovered

yourusername

liked by sebastianvettel, fernandoalo_oficial and 1,209,851 others

tagged: jensonbutton

yourusername: f1 drivers are too generous, i don't know how we got all of the stuff back from montreal let alone how we're going to store it.

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user1: i'm NOT jealous of an unborn child's helmet collection

user2: this bro got a senna helmet, can i have it until they know who he is?

sebastianvettel: i'm seeing a 'we' in this caption when it was me, myself and i putting together this display case

yourusername: erm i was supervising?

sebastianvettel: that was more aimed at jenson, love. i wouldn't want you anywhere near a glass display case right now

jensonbutton: one day it's "i'm the wood work king, let me do this" and then it's "why did no one help me?" PICK A STRUGGLE SEB

sebastianvettel: well i was waiting for you to take all the credit ... so this is awkward now

jensonbutton: well i'll take the credit for getting most of the helmets

charles_leclerc: ummmm no i gave seb at least two of these

jensonbutton: @sebastianvettel tell your grid kid to back off this is adult conversation

charles_leclerc: i'm 25?

fernandoalo_oficial: beckett better be sleeping in his dog bed because i am not fighting a dog for my space in the bed

jensonbutton: of course he is !!!!!!!!!

yourusername: the exclamation marks are really making you look guilty

jensonbutton: IT'S NOT JUST ME YOU GUYS BRING HIM TO BED AS WELL

yourusername: i have hormones i see one puppy dog look AND I CAN'T LEAVE HIM THERE

fernandoalo_oficial: if i have to fight the dog, you guys have to let me sleep in the middle

yourusername: fine. beckett sleeps at the foot of the bed anyway you just want to be in the middle of the cuddle pile

fernandoalo_oficial: sue me

user3: cuddle pile? i'm so soft

user4: beckett? who named this dog and why was it definitely jenson?

yourusername: it was but i was assured it has nothing to do with f1

user4: babes i hate to tell you but he's defo named after the corner at silverstone

yourusername: how am i so easy to trick ffs

sebastianvettel

liked by fernandoalo_oficial, jensonbutton and 1,093,455 others

tagged: yourusername

sebastianvettel: crochet club in full swing for zandvoort. good luck nando!!

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user5: they really are old people at heart it's so cute

maxverstappen1: can i get a good luck for my home race?

sebastianvettel: good luck?

yourusername: good luck super max! (not that you need it)

maxverstappen1: thank you y/n i knew there was a reason why you're my favourite :)

charles_leclerc: can i get a good luck too please?

sebastianvettel: you weren't this clingy even when we were teammates

yourusername: seb !! be kind, good luck charlie

landonorris: can i also get a good luck?

yourusername: good luck lando (stop being so hard on yourself)

sebastianvettel: is everyone gonna ask for a good luck?

yourusername: how many more grid kids do you have? i feel like you underestimated the number on your cv

jensonbutton: how is my jumper coming along?

sebastianvettel: we're both working on a sleeve right now!

yourusername: sorry if one is shorter than the other i can't stop going to the bathroom

fernandoalo_oficial: thank you guys, can't wait to see you when i get home x

jensonbutton: looking fast this weekend, podium defo on the cards

yourusername: be fast but be safe x

sebastianvettel: looking forward to a new celebration

fernandoalo_oficial

liked by yourusername, maxverstappen1 and 702,340 others

tagged: sebastianvettel, jensonbutton & yourusername

fernandoalo_oficial: getting attachment issues already @f1 can we just race in switzerland from now on?

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user8: they do group facetimes while nando is away?!?!?!?!?! shoot me.

yourusername: i second this @f1

jensonbutton: i third it

sebastianvettel: i fourth it

fernandoalo_oficial: i miss you guys :(

user9: i'm so excited/nervous about the naming situation i know these men will just have stupid suggestions

yourusername: we compromised with a name book i do not trust them after beckett

jensonbutton: beckett is a cute name and you agreed!!!!!

mickschumacher: do you guys need the extra camp beds or not?

sebastianvettel: yes please! could you bring them when you get back?

charles_leclerc: we're sleeping on camp beds? does my back mean nothing to you?

fernandoalo_oficial: do we look like a hotel to you?

yourusername: there are beds but it's first come first served, so don't be late xoxo

user10: are the grid going to stay at seb's?

user11: might be for a baby shower?

user12: HOLY SHIT

maxverstappen1: am i allowed to bring the cats? is beckett trained?

yourusername: omg yes please bring jimmy and sassy

jensonbutton: yes he's trained what do you think i've been doing with my retirement?

maxverstappen1: no comment

sebastianvettel: i guess you can bagsy a room for you and the cats

maxverstappen1: HA thank you seb

fernandoalo_oficial: more and more i realise why people call you my grid kid

yourusername

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yourusername: who knew i'd end up with a family this big? i love you all.

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user13: i am unwell this is so fucking cute

sebastianvettel: i love our weird little family

yourusername: little? we hosted like 25 grown men ...

jensonbutton: and you loved every single second

yourusername: yeah i love you guys and all your little stray cats with attachment issues

fernanodalo_oficial: yeah but that means they also give good gifts

user14: wait? 25? who else do we think went?

user15: so mick was definitely there, i think i saw mark in the back of one pic, kimi was there along with nico rosberg (LOL) and i think rubens barrichello

user16: no way first out of paddock brocedes reunion was at the mamma mia baby shower...

jensonbutton: those people are meant to be athletes how come there were NO CUPCAKES LEFT I KNOW THAT'S NOT IN YOUR DIETS

maxverstappen1: idk i feel like you're projecting

charles_leclerc: yeah you sound mad guilty jenson

yourusername: now i can see the grid kid resemblance

sebastianvettel: i will not take any responsibility for their shenanigans

fernandoalo_oficial: i do

danielricciardo: soz i finally got that brocedes scoop over a late night cupcake

yourusername: i won't be angry if you spill to me

lewishamilton: daniel?

fernandoalo_oficial: this is why you're my favourite daniel

user17: i need them to SPILL NOW

jensonbutton

liked by sebastianvettel, yourusername and 702,334 others

tagged: kimiraikkonen

jensonbutton: it's official!! after careful consideration, we decided that kimi was the best choice for god father, but we still consider you all a weird mix of god uncles and god everything else. y/n is due any day now so we'll see you all some time soon x

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user18: LETS GOOOOOO I WAS ALWAYS TEAM KIMI THAT'S MY GOAT 🐐

maxverstappen1: rigged

yourusername: maxy if it helps seb was seriously stumped after the baby beekeeping suit

maxverstappen1: doesn't help but i guess it's healthy to take a loss every now and again

danielricciardo: i. am. shocked.

sebastianvettel: you insulted all of us in your application

danielricciardo: ummmmm yes to prove to chickie that i'm a fun, goofy guy DUH

jensonbutton: we are NOT boring farts

danielricciardo: depriving your child of a fun god father is a boring fart move

kimiraikkonen: i am fun daniel.

charles_leclerc: i may have lost god father but i won being a bear, you win some you lose some

lewishamilton: you're being much more gracious than expected

charles_leclerc: oh i screamed into my pillow when i got this notification (and max also lost)

fernandoalo_oficial: you're taking it well lewis

lewishamilton: I KNOW YOU VOTED AGAINST ME FERNANDO BUT JOKES ON YOU I SEE THE HAMILTON BEAR YOU FRAUD

yourusername: there were no votes against people... also roscoe is not a reference we can actually verify i don't think dogs can speak english (or german, spanish or italian)

lewishamilton: he can skateboard? how am i not a good dad?

fernandoalo_oficial: see this aggression is why you aren't god father

lewishamilton: i'm letting roscoe at your ankles old man

sebastianvettel: OKAY LETS STOP THERE

markwebber: who got kimi jack daniels? that's a bold (and uniformed)choice

yourusername: it's the aesthetic mark, i don't like your tone

jensonbutton: kimi will drink anything don't worry love

markwebber: all i said was it is an interesting choice

yourusername: this is why you got destroyed by a twink btw

jensonbutton: well this all escalated fast

astonmartinf1

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astonmartinf1: fernando alonso will not be racing this weekend due to family matters. felipe drugovich will race in the second aston martin seat. we wish y/n, fernando, jenson and seb luck for their new addition.

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user21: EVERYONE STAY FUCKING CALM

user22: i am so so so so so so so so so chill about this

lancestroll: good luck y/n! can't wait to meet the little one

user23: god i miss the squabbles in the comment sections

user24: literally and i can imagine it's going to increase ten fold when they all have an actual kid to fight over

charles_leclerc: why does it have to be a race so far from europe :(((( i wanna meet chickie ASAP

maxverstappen1: don't make me race your ass to the hospital

charles_leclerc: we can use air max this once seb won't know

danielricciardo: 📸 GOT YOUR ASS

charles_leclerc: daniel???

danielricciardo: 'm sorrry i'm stressed

user23: okay that didn't take long

user25: i need a lobotomy asap cause why am i so excited about four complete strangers having a baby

user26: I AM SO NERVOUS ABOUT THE NAME IF THIS CHILD IS NAMED AFTER A RACE, DRIVER OR A CORNER I WILL ACTUALLY LOSE MY MIND

user27: seb will never see the light of day if that child ends up with a bond girl name

lewishamilton: good luck guys !!! can't wait to meet the full family

user28: completely normal that the whole family is not online during potential labour but I NEED UPDATES

user29: okay put your bets on guys - which one of them is passing out

user30: jenson 100%

user31: idk i think seb has been way too chill this entire pregnancy and it's all going to come out during the birth

danielricciardo: yeah seb's ass is grass

maxverstappen1: DANIEL STOP (it's gonna be jenson)

danielricciardo: i'm sorry i'm so stressed i'm literally going to bite off my fingers

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f1: with y/n's due date this week, we send our love and well wishes to the alonso-vettel-button family and can't wait to meet the new addition (and soon to be champion) 🏎️

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user32: it's just dawning on me that this kid might need a jumbo birth certificate with all these last names

user33: is anyone curious if they'll ever do a paternity test to see who the biological dad is

user34: let's not ask horribly personal questions about situations that are nothing to do with us

user35: also the kid is going to have four loving parents and about 25 grown men who will fight for them so i really don't think who the biological father is is really a big deal

estebanocon: gosh i am so excited

user36: as much as i am excited i hope it won't become a whole family influencer type beat

user37: i don't think they will tbf, i think they'll post about chickie but it'll be reserved

georgerussell63: so excited for the guys! they'll all rock as parents and y/n has already put up with them so will be an amazing mother

alexalbon: good luck guys, all of our love x

user38: f1 cruel as hell for putting this race all the way qatar so that there's no way they can go back to europe between races :(

charles_leclerc: real, depriving us from meeting chickie asap

user39: do we think kimi went with them?

user40: and maybe mick? he's not with mercedes this weekend?

mickschumacher: kimi and i are with them! not allowed in the delivery room when chickie comes but we're here for moral support <3

user41: oh i am so soft

lewishamilton: i guess it makes sense kimi is the god father... good luck guys!

note: OKAY PEOPLE THAT'S PART FOUR HOLY MOLY i am hashtag stumped on a baby name and the sex IDK ANY OF IT but this was FUN! hopefully yall enjoy and hopefully i tagged everyone who asked (blame my phone if not) also thanks to @deviltsunoda for listening to me SCREAM about this the whole time i've been writing it xoxo

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oh-koenig-my-koenig · 3 months

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sending him a naughty pic

(cw: age gap 25/41, naughty pics, sexting, masturbating in a bathroom, mdni)

part before: listening to music in his car

In the morning, when I wake up, the first thing I do is send König a message. And a naughty one at that. I lift my phone over my body and my shirt over my boobs, trying to get a good shot. After a few clicks of my camera, I choose one of the pictures, tits on full display, a slight smile on my face, and send it to him with the caption “early morning thinking about you”.

Then I get up and get myself ready to go to work. While I drink my coffee, my phone dings. Twice in quick succession.

👑 thinking about you as well

And a picture of his morning wood poking out of his black boxers which has me on the floor.

God damn it, this man is going to be the end of me.

I hop into the car and shoot him a message before I drive to work.

me: you not gonna do anything about that?

The little ding of my phone while I’m still driving sends a shiver of excitement. I pull myself together and wait to look at the message when I pull into a parking space at work.

👑 about what?

Oh, he’s acting coy now. A stupid little smile forms on my lips as I make my way to my desk. Wrecking my brain what to say next.

me: well, you’re clearly happy to see me… if i was there i’d already have my hand wrapped around you

I press send, feeling very cheeky right now, but I try to shake the blush from my face. I check my emails, answering the most pressing ones, waiting impatiently for his answer. Ding. Ding.

👑 you mean like that?

His boxers are pulled down now, his hand wrapped around his girth. My breath hitches in my throat, my eyes fixed on the picture, taking in every little detail. The black sheets underneath him, the happy trail on his lower stomach, the little vein popping out. The piercing on his tip that has me wondering how it would feel to lick over it.

me: yes just like that although… i couldn’t resist running my tongue all over it taking you in my mouth

Oh fuck, I’m fully sexting at work right now.

👑 yeah? you sure it would even fit? texting with one hand is hard

The last message makes me chuckle.

me: we won’t know until i try… or maybe my hands will need to do all the work while i lick just the tip

I’m feeling hot all over while I send the message, putting the device away like it’s burning me and trying to calm down while I stare at computer screen in front of me.

Just one Ding. I look at my phone and it’s a fucking video. I groan inwardly, looking around. There’s almost nobody here, but I can’t risk being seen watching this on my phone. I quickly grab my headphones and head to the toilet for some more privacy, locking myself in one of the stalls, lowering the lid, using it as a seat.

He sent another message in the meantime.

👑 i can’t stop thinking about yesterday

Yesterday when we fucked in the back of his car. Needy and quick, almost fully clothed. So hard, the whole car was shaking.

His words make me tingle all over, while I hurriedly put my earbuds in, intently staring at the screen as I press play, anticipation halting my breath.

The black boxershorts are gone now, but I can’t help notice them lying beside him on the also black sheets, before my attention gets pulled in by the - uhm - matter at hand.

His strong big hand is moving up and down his length, softer than I would have imagined. Pulling back his foreskin, lazily pumping up his dick. His thumb grazes over the exposed tip, playing with his piercing for a little bit. I want to do that as well, is the thought that floods my mind. Preferably with my tongue. A little bead of precum forms at the top, running down his length, before his fingers stroke over it.

He pulls his hand away for a moment, and I can hear him spit. I groan. Fuck. His fingers grip his cock again, coating it in his own saliva, jerking himself faster now. The grunts and heavy breaths… he isn’t holding back at all. “Fuck.”, he sighs, and hearing him, so close, makes all of this even hotter.

And it feels dirty, but I can’t help it, my hand wanders down to my pants, hastily opening the button, lowering my zipper, my fingers disappearing into my panties, until they find my pussy. Fuck, I’m so wet, holy hell. I bite my lip to stifle any moans as I push into myself, the memories of him doing that heightening the sensations… while I wish it was him again, touching me like this.

Knowing that he is touching himself thinking about me, thinking about what we did yesterday… is turning me on. His little video, with the soft moans and the grunts, isn’t helping either. I press play again, his sounds right in my ear are spurring me on, my fingers frantically strumming over my clit now.

The visuals of him fucking his fist, the memories of him fucking me from the back, his hands digging into my hips, the slaps of skin against skin, our panting breaths...

And when I hear the little “Fuck” again, his voice deep and husky, I cum, pressing my lips together not to make a noise, while my fingertips still stroke over my wet folds. When it subsides, I finally dare to breathe again. This… was definitely something I didn’t anticipate when I came to work today, but I can’t keep the little dirty smile from my lips.

I snap a picture, with my fingers still buried deep inside me, so he knows I touched myself as well. Then I type out the message that has been circling my mind those last few minutes.

me: wish those were your fingers inside me instead

His answer comes quickly.

👑 fucking perfect

A slight smile on my face and a little tingle down my spine I’m still sitting on the put-down toilet lid, feeling the cold tiles against my shoulderblades. I just try to breathe calmly and get rid of the blush that’s surely staining my cheeks, so I can go back to work.

Ding. Ding. I straighten back up in an instant, unlocking my phone, looking at the chat.

👑 you made a total mess of me

A photo attached of his hand and dick, sticky with his cum, little pools of the white liquid on his abs and tummy.

me: and i would clean it all up 👅 👑 you’re killing me me: the french don’t call it la petite mort for nothing 👑 don’t bring the french into this

I have to cover my mouth to not fully burst out into laughter, but our little back and forth pulls me from the naughty little situation and I get out of the stall. I make my way back to my desk, my ears still burning, my cheeks bright red, and sit down on my chair, because those emails won’t answer themselves. I send him another picture of me in this state, obvious that I’m at work and still very flustered.

me: you got me like this at work so don’t ever doubt my interest in you again, big guy

👑 i’m not doubting anything anymore, promise

And he has the nerve to also send me a picture of him, lying there in his bed, against his cushions. One arm holding up the phone, the other one tangled in his hair, deliciously showing off his tattooed biceps. His strong pecs peppered with dark hair. His lips are curled into a satisfied smirk and there is just the lightest blush on his cheeks, that I’ve been noticing on him after he’s just cum. And the lids are hooded a bit, his bedroom eyes gazing into the camera, the familiar mischievous spark in them. Fuck, can he stop being this dreamy?

👑 so, speaking about my fingers inside you… can i kidnap you to my humble abode this evening?

I chuckle a little, but the message only intensifies the blush on my face, while it simultaneously makes me also type faster.

me: yes pls, i would very much like that

next part or more stuff in the Masterlist ~

thanks to @notknickers who i told about my ideas for this little chapter and they gave me even more ideas <3 to our blorbos!

#metalhead!könig #she likes the dark #könig #könig cod #könig mw2 #konig #konig cod #konig mw2 #könig fanfiction #cod mw2 smut #könig smut #konig smut #cod smut #könig x reader #tw: age gap

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dadbodsandbellies · 6 months

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The author of this captions decided to stay anonymous. Enoy!

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“Oooof… hand me the oil would ya son?” He asked as he plopped down on the couch spreading his legs and undid his belt and zipper to make room for his big heavy belly to rest in between. I handed him the coconut oil and watched as he took a hand full and rubbed the sides of his big achy stomach. He was 9 months along now with quads and was due any day now. “They get bigger and bigger by the day! I don’t know how much bigger i could possibly get.” He says as he slaps both hands at the sides of his big round oily belly and rubs in big circles . “Ooh oof ungh” he grunts and moans as the babies kick and protest at the pressure of his rubbing. “You should be due any day now. Need any help?” I offered. Truth be told I enjoyed watching him sit on the couch everyday unable to get up from the size and weight of his heavy and perfectly round gut that protruded so far that he had no choice but to let it rest in between his tired legs spread out wide. In the mornings he’d eat and engorge until his belly was tight and full. After all he was eating for 5. In the afternoon I’d sit and watch tv with him and sometimes when the quads were less active I’d rest my head atop his round firm stomach while rubbing his underbelly gently to lessen the pressure. I’d help him up and he’d waddle around the house holding his heavy belly from underneath and picking it up to lessen the weight. At night he’d sit in bed and rub his belly for hours to relieve the aches and stretching until he knocked out but today he needed my assistance to reach every inch of his big round achy belly. The quads were heavy, each weighing approximately 8 pounds. “Yes please! Ugh I can only rub so much myself. Please be gentle… ohh ooof… my belly is feeling especially heavy and sensitive today.” He held his under belly and picked it up to relieve the weight of it for a few seconds and then let go and as it plopped back down it jiggled and the babies again kicked and squirmed in protest. I took the oil in my hands and eagerly walked over to his immense gut. I started with rubbing his outie belly button and then went to the top of his mound and ran my hands up and down the middle of his big pregnant stomach. His moans and grunts are what I really wanted to hear so I ignored his direction about being gentle and rigorously rubbed the sides of this big belly with a moderate amount of pressure. It was softer than it looked so I was able to really get in there. “Ooohhh it hurts… ugghh… but it feels so good…don’t stop…. keep rubbing… ohhh the babies hate it…. ohhh wow ughhhng” he moaned and grunted in pain and pleasure. I enjoyed rubbing this big ball of a belly until his tight skin absorbed all the oil. “How was that?” I said as I gave the last rub and took one hand away and gave him a couple pats in the middle of his belly followed by a playful slap at the top of his ginormous ball gut. “That felt amazing. But… ooof..Babies didn’t like it from the looks of it” the quads kicked and made his belly bounce and sway and jiggle. "Ahh! Oh! Ooof… oh… I think it’s time" he screamed in pain as he held his now tightening ball gut. “Time for what !? They’re coming? Was I too rough???” "I don’t know but I feel my belly tightening up! Ahhh!“ He roared in agony. I didn’t know how to deliver! Wtf was I supposed to do? So I stripped his pants off and helped him lay down on the carpet. He held his big belly and clenched at the side and under of his giant mound in pain. His belly was tightening up. I gave it a quick poke and it was hard as a rock. Suddenly I heard a gush of liquid. His water broke. “Help me!!! Tell me when to push! Oh god please son you’ve gotta deliver the quads!ahhh ohhh..! ” he screamed. I took a look and could see the first head crowning. “You’re crowning! Push! Push now! Hard!” "I can’t! It’s too much pressure it hurts!“ So I helped him push. I pressed down as hard as I could on his big hard stomach full of life until I could feel the first of the babies. I helped push them all out one…by…one.

#bigbelly dad #dadbod #big belly men #mpreg #gay gainer #bigbelly men

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skywheeldate · 28 days

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Analyzing the Skywheel Dates

Unable to wait patiently for the Ultimania releasing next month, I wanted to provide my own analysis of the Skywheel dates between Cloud/Tifa and Cloud/Aerith.

By analyzing Cloud's behavior on these two dates, which are explicitly more romantic than the other four, I aim to understand why the dates played out the way they did and what was going through the character's heads during them.

Tifa Date:

What sticks out in most player's minds during the date is the kiss Cloud gives Tifa while riding the Skywheel, and it's easy to see why! It's the first time Cloud has kissed a woman on screen, after all. But I have seen fans state that this proves Cloud likes Tifa more, and while I hate to get myself involved in any shipping war, I feel there is a more interesting conclusion we can draw based on the timeline of events throughout both remake games.

First, I want to direct you to this caption from the Remake Ultimania:

When Cloud gives Tifa the flower, he wants to "Show off a youthful image of what he himself wants to be like"...

I think this caption is very important to helping us understand why Cloud was able to be so bold as to kiss the girl he was always too shy to befriend as a child. And I think it's linked to his new "ex-soldier persona."

See, the ex-soldier persona Cloud crafted is modeled after a person he admired and wanted to be like: Zack. Although making this new personality for himself was an unhealthy response to his trauma, I think there are good things to it, as well. For one, it allowed him to take action again and thereby begin his first steps towards recovery. In addition, it gives him courage to do things he never could before, such as strutting his stuff on the dance floor:

I don't think it's too far of a stretch to say that this extends to him giving the flower to Tifa.

So this, in my mind, explains how Cloud had the courage to kiss Tifa and why some fans might think it felt a little sudden or out of character--it's because it almost is, in a way. But let me reiterate, I don't think that's a bad thing. I think Zack's influence on Cloud is somewhat natural and, frankly, having the courage to do the things you want and have fun is never a bad thing. I truly believe Cloud is exemplifying being Zack's "living legacy" by becoming more confident and outgoing. It's a good thing!!

And let's not ignore Tifa in this scene. Before the kiss, Tifa brings up that she feels she and Cloud have become closer, but frets that she's rushing to conclusions again. She's giving Cloud a clear opening to prove his feelings for her--and frankly, after all this build up? Giving the flower, all the tiny touches they've shared? Cloud is more than ready to prove it to her, and he does. It's so easy, and he does it the best way he knows how: with a kiss. In that moment, the boy became the man he's always aspired to be.

Aerith Date:

Conversely, the Aerith date isn't quite as simple--at least to me. It's hard to understand what's going on in their heads, and I think they comparatively have more obstacles in the way of their romance.

The biggest obstacle is that Aerith has seen through Cloud's persona, and almost calls him out on it during the date. She tells him she's looking for the real him, and that she wants to meet him someday.

I believe this stops Cloud, subconsciously. While the persona he built around Zack gives him more confidence, it's still a persona. It's not who he really is. By giving into that persona at all, he is not giving Aerith what she wants. Being confident and bold with Tifa was important, because she needed proof he liked her, but here? What's important is being the "real" Cloud, whoever that is. It must have stumped him.

Aerith gives him an easy out though: she asks Cloud to let her snuggle up against him until the ride ends. And that much, at least, Cloud can manage. And he goes even further than that when he interlaces their fingers together. I think this is his way of showing that he'll be there for Aerith--not just till the ride ends, but after. He's showing her that he does, in fact, care about her, and that her selfish request isn't as selfish as she thinks it is.

I also want to bring up the lyrics from No Promises to Keep here since I think they're extremely relevant to the Clerith relationship and the hand-holding symbolism seen throughout the game:

Till the day that we meet again At our place, just let me believe In the chance that you'll come Take my hand and never let me go Take my hand And believe We can be Together evermore

The hand holding symbolizes their shared desire to be "together evermore" and the belief that they will be. The interlocked fingers display a powerful, mutual bond that cannot be so easily severed. I think this imagery is both simple and extremely beautiful.

In summary, although they are not at a point in their relationship where they're ready to kiss yet, I believe this scene is meant to show that there is still possibility for their relationship to grow and get to that point.

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Thank you for reading till the end! I hope you enjoyed my thoughts. Feel free to use or reference this post if you found it resonated with your own interpretations of these scenes. And if you have your own interpretations to share, I would love to hear them!

#ffvii #ffvii rebirth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy #cloud strife #aerith gainsborough #tifa lockhart #meta #ffvii meta #clerith #cloti

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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Ok, this is mostly bc I realized we've only seen Sally being passive, but how is she able to hypothetically rip apart larger puppets limb from limb? (if the captions with Howdy hold water with other puppets)

(Slight Mutilation Warning Ahead: Puppet Edition)

they absolutely hold So Much water! it's a combination of a couple things!

a) Nightlight!Sally is really Strong. i'd liken to her to a chimp, as much as i hate them. despite being smaller than people, they're absurdly powerful. when it comes to Her, this comes from a mix of hysterical strength and something Else i've been pondering but don't want to solidify yet, so shh dont worry bout it. it's also much easier to tear fleece & cotton/stuffing than, uh, Biological materials.

b) none of the puppets are really prepared for violence? they've lived in an idyllic world where true, visceral violence likely hasn't even been a Thought in anyone's minds. like, you watch videos of people get attacked by like... raccoons or rats and they visibly Lose because they panic! they aren't prepared! they don't wanna fight! so the much smaller creature wins. They Don't Know How To Fight, Or Fight Back.

b.1) also, Nightlight!Sally is still... Sally. she's still their dear friend. i know that if a close friend attacked me, i'm not sure i'd be able to bring myself to do much other than defend/flee. i wouldn't wanna hurt them even if it meant protecting myself. hence why Wally avoids all confrontation with her & can't protect his friends from her. he can't hurt his neighbor.

b.2) there's also the shock factor. imagine you wake up from a pleasant dream to an absolute nightmare reality. Boom, automatically thrown way off your rhythm. then one of your close buddies looks Fuckin Weird, Are You Okay? and other crazy shit is happening! you're freaking out!! then your Close Friend Who's Off is suddenly slashing at you and BOOM, your arm's gone & your entire brain is scrambled from shock and fear and "?!?!?!?!?!". plus, i doubt the puppets know they're full of stuffing. seeing yourself sliced open and white fluff spilling out has gotta be just. so Unpleasant on principle.

c):

CLAWS BABEY! RIP TEAR AND SHRED! those sharp grippers are perfect for piercing and ripping! puppet fleece is Paper to her!

her fighting method is attack wildly until the threat stops making noise! it's very hard to defend oneself from it! imagine those cartoon bits where a cat attacks someone and its just a Flurry of Unbeatable Violence

#if it helps. barnaby goes back to sleepytown immediately after this #so he's safe. as safe as he can be.#i would Also like to note that to My Interpretation/Understanding the puppets can't feel actual pain #i believe this for several reasons!#but for this au specifically im gonna make that a thing for Different Reasons on top of the Main Reasons #anyway anyway #the barnaby-sally attack in my head happens Directly after he tries to help her #its already a chaotic scene but he thinks theres something wrong with her for Obvious Reasons #and runs to her to try and snap her out of her apparent daze #and then WHAM arms gone. barely gets a chance to process #meanwhile wally is hiding curled into a little ball with his hands over his ears #bc he Cant Help and he Doesnt Want To Listen #if this makes you sad! oops! sorry! i have a softer scribble queued up for later today if that makes up for it #wh lights out au #scribble salad #i am Also taking into consideration clown's post about the neighbors playing splatoon. iykyk <3 #alright its 6 am im going to sleep #meant to pass out Hours ago but that didnt happen!#ah fuck wait cant sleep yet starships just started playing. ninki minjaj...

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respectthepetty · 4 months

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Pit Babe Colors Ep. 6

I'm challenging myself with this show and seeing how good my color skills really are, so I'm doing my normal thing of watching it double-speed on mute, but now, the captions are off also. It's just colors and vibes here.

I found out Charlie and Way's superpowers last week from the tags on my post, so let's pray those blue gloves Babe just gave Charlie stop him from -redacted- and lying.

Wait a minute! I thought that was a flashback. Barbara is racing too?! Now, I'm confused about the plot because I thought the team needed to fill Babe's spot, but . . . they need a third racer? Is this you rethinking the plot, Barbara? Or did your special superpowers heal you already and you're thinking about letting Charlie win? But you didn't have superpowers last week. What is happening?

Dean, I know you are going to screw everyone over because you now have to race Charles AND Barbara, but you are already sitting in the red. Damn, sir. No need to spoil the plot development.

Babe won, so what was with all those *looks* from him? And I want to hate Way, but he is the only one who is feeling like me as Charlie's RED IS EXPOSED! Dean, go ruin everyone's life. You have my permission.

Alan, you have tattoos, and you are the only man I trust in life and love, so I'm gonna ignore these red gloves. Not every show can be Wandee Goodday and get color-coded boxing gloves.

Charles wore Babe's black in episode three after sleeping with Babe, then Babe got the picture of Charles getting into the red car. I want to trust Charles and this color exchange, BUT HE IS LYING!

I wish the cards could have stayed in Thai. I did not need to know Alan was apologizing to Jeffrey as he sits there in blue, with that red bag and red smoothie (it's pink, but I'm seeing red, dang it!). Don't throw out those cards, Alan. Jeffrey is gonna need them when he has to apologize for LYING all this time!

CHARLES AND THAT DAMN RED!

Barbie. Stuck between the blue and red. He deserves better.

You know what makes a sky look purple like that? Blue and red. Which is really odd, SINCE BOTH OF YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE, CHARLES!

It's turning pink! STOP HURTING MY FEELINGS!

No. Putting Barbie in glasses will not make up for the pain I just suffered.

To go from that locker room scene to Waymond looking so sad only for PETER TO BE WATCHING HIM IN THE PINK TOO! I knew they were gonna be an item, but Peter, my man, have you loved Waymond for a while?! Did you know him before you shook his hand and that's why you hesitated? Patricia, I have questions!

Yellow is my favorite color, but, Sonic, why can't you wear blue? I know you like North. You are protecting him right now. But just wear more blue beyond that small stripe on your shirt, so I can trust you!

Jeffrey is back in the red, Alan. Get out now or he'll take you "home" aka Big Red's house that he doesn't know how to get to without the GPS because it's hard for liars to keep track of all their lies.

I won't be crazy and mention the red house showing through the window behind Charles. No. Never.

What do you see, Jeffrey?! That your roommate is gonna break Barbie's heart?!

My God, this episode is laying it on thick with Charles constantly in the red. I get it! He is lying! I KNOW!

Waymond just had to remind me his ass is red too. You're lucky Peter has been in love with you for a minute apparently because I like Peter. But you, sir, are on thin ice.

Did Charles post that picture?! (Sonic, wear blue damnit!)

Barbara, you're fucked up. It's clear that Waymond loves you, and you pull stunts like this. Rude. Selfish. Let the boy brood in peace. You make me feel bad for him, and I don't want to feel bad for him because I know his superpower now, and he keeps trying to touch you.

Every now and then, the show must remind me that Barbara was originally red.

Are you conflicted, Waymond? Because this purple is telling tales that you are in-between the two. Where do you stand, Waynette? Blue or red? TELL ME RIGHT NOW!

Wait a minute!

Before he was a Slut for Christ, Barbara gave you the steering wheel necklace?!

Fuck! Waymond, no! Turn away from the red, bruv! DON'T GO FULL DARK SIDE!

PETER LOVES YOU!

But eff Charles!

Jeffrey has red on again. Someone is dead under that car, so since he is talking to Charles and there are only two drivers now (is Babe still driving or no?), I'm hoping he saw Charles dead and not Waymond. Can I get a Christmas miracle?!

KIMBERLY, MY BELOVED! Please go collect your husband, Kenta, and fuck Big Red up!

In short,

I'm conflicted about Waymond.

I want to know how long Peter has loved Waymond.

I need more of the Kardashians, Kimberly and Kenta.

I still hate Charles because the show is constantly telling me he is red.

I'm happy there was no Whiny Winifred.

I'm okay if Dean messes up everyone's day.

I need Jeffrey to grovel to Alan when his time comes.

#pit babe #pit babe the series #the colors mean things #and they will guide me the whole way through #color coded boys in love #Be blue Waymond #or be pink in love with Peter #BUT DON'T GO FULL RED!#episode 6

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lowkeycasanova · 2 years

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Down bad

*This played out better in my head*

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It started with him sending you the picture of the frog holding a cheez-it in your instagram dms.

He was trying to get your attention. Didn't work, but he expected that. Over the next weeks that would come, he would message you more. You didn't see those either.

vinniehacker: won't budge huh? fine

He had even taken a screenshot of the messages he sent and posted them on his story because he thought it was funny.

After that, he said in a stream, "I would let Y/N Y/L/N have my children." That comment alone resulted in fans making edits of the two of you.

Next, Jett caught him staking your tik tok profile. He noticed it when he realized the same song was playing on repeat and Vinnie had a grin that he was trying so hard so to show.

Then, Jett and Eamon had got on twitter to try to get your attention on Vinnie's behalf to help him out. They were really just joking but they'd be lying if they said they hadn't hope that you'd see the mentions.

Finally, the most recent thing occurred on tik tok. He was doing the trend to this sound. The video starts with a selfie that he took with the text on top saying, "I wonder if pretty eyes would suit me."

Then it goes to a montage of photos of you, with the text then changing to, "I hope they do."

You got so many notifications throughout the day, so you normally didn't keep up with them unless they were from friends and family. Until today. You were laying in bed, about to get up to get ready for work when you opened tik tok. People were relentless in tagging you in some video, so you clicked on it to see what the hype was all about.

It was Vinnie's video that he posted. Your eyes widened to see that he used your pictures to do this trend. After the video was on repeat four times, a soft smile appeared on your face as you clicked "duet".

It was simple, really. You looked into the camera, interested to see what was going to happen, then your eyes widened at the sight of your own pictures. Trying to recreate your expression that you just had in real life a few moments before.

All you put for the caption was his username and posted it.

Within a half hour, it already garnered so much attention. Some of the comments were:

The duo we never knew we needed

I can't handle this

no way y/n saw this

Since when do they know each other?

someone check on vinnie, make sure he's okay

Later that day was when he saw it. He put a hand over his mouth as he gasped. You duetting his video proved that you were aware that he existed and that was enough for him, honestly. It's funny how the tik tok algorithm works. He couldn't get over the fact that when you smiled in the video, it was because of him.

He was such a fan boy.

But it didn't stop there. The high he felt increased as he saw a notification from you in his messages.

yourtiktok: hey! how are you? I just wanted to say that I thought your video was so sweet and I appreciate it.

He couldn't move.

He clicked on the username to make sure that it was in fact you and not a bot. It was real alright.

Vinnie was actually getting ready to stream when all of this was happening but now that was just gonna have to wait. He even tried to seem nonchalant in his message back.

vhackerr: oh hey, im doing well. And im glad that you liked it haha

yourtiktok: I've actually have known about you for a while now. you seem pretty dope

vhackerr: i bet i've known who you are for longer but it aint a competition

yourtiktok: i see

He proceeded to send you a meme in response but once he sent it, he instantly regretted it because maybe you wouldn't understand his humor and think he was weird.

And when you didn't respond fast like you had been doing, he felt like he messed up.

vhackerr: nvm i retract that

vhackerr: if u see dis

yourtiktok: why? it was funny

He let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding.

vhackerr: ig i enjoy embarrassing myself

yourtiktok: you and me both

yourtiktok: oh and hey, you in LA rn?

vhackerr: ye

yourtiktok: same here, maybe we can hang out before I leave for chicago in a week and a half

vhackerr: im down, but i be in the house most of the time. but did i go outside today? yes

yourtiktok: i love a good homebody tbh

vhackerr: well then, lemme check my schedule and i'll lyk

yourtiktok: deal

Vinnie knew that people would get a kick out of knowing that you and him were talking. He was about to take a screenshot of the convo but decided against it because he respected your privacy too much to just throw away these personal dms to social media.

He'd been waiting for something like this ever since he became a fan of yours. And he wasn't about to risk letting it crumble for nobody.

#vinniehacker #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker imagine #vhackerr #vinnie x y/n #vinnie imagines #celeb crush

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inexplicablymine · 7 months

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Time for an ask!

How do you think Alex’s introduction to David went? Who was more excited?

Short Answer: They are equally excited and Henry is a little butt hurt that Alex is able to get along so easily with David (but secretly thrilled).

Long answer: a canon-compliant if you squint Ficlet for you because this ask SENT ME PLACES. (see below to keep reading)

My Two Favorite Royals

“Oh stop wait you know what would make this better,”

“What Alex,” Henry asks in an exasperated tone, he is already hanging on by a thread at seeing the object of his every fantasy in threadbare joggers and glasses. Alex grabbing his hand only moments ago to take a photo for Instagram almost made him vibrate out of his skin.

“Where is your dog?”

Henry sputters back, “My, my dog? What on earth- how do you know about my dog?”

Alex sends a lazy smile his way, “It was on your fact sheet sweetheart do keep up.”

Henry tries not to let the momentary confusion or the nickname get the best of him. He knows with certainty that anything about David wasn’t on that blasted fact sheet that was so wrong it could have been made for a complete stranger.

Alex is standing now pushing his laptop closed and looking up at Henry eagerly. It's a face Henry couldn’t possibly ignore.

With a resigned sigh Henry turns and walks towards his bedroom. He can’t help but think about how he has never had a boy in his bedroom. Sure Pez, but that didn’t count. And now… now his inescapable insufferable crush was going to be waltzing into his bedroom of all things looking like a wet dream walking.

Henry is ripped from his internal monologue by a shout and Alex running in front of him to David.

He can’t tell who is more excited, his beagle, who is shaking so much his entire body is wiggling with every tail wag, or Alex, who immediately drops to the floor arms open wide to accept the wriggling dog into his arms.

“Ohhhh such a good boy, yes you are, what a handsome dog, the most important royal yes you are,” Alex coos. Henry can feel his heart bursting at the sight. Alex’s uncontrollable laughter when David starts licking him, and the way he sits fully against the wall legs splayed out and glasses askew is giving him heart palpitations.

Alex looks up smiling, “Not sure how such a cute dog got stuck with such a stuck up owner but I might just have to take him home for myself.”

“Excuse me! Stuck up? You can’t take David he is the only thing that keeps me sane in this prison cell.”

Alex looks a little startled by the outburst and pauses to pat the ground next to him.

“Want to elaborate on that sweetheart.”

Henry isn’t sure when the nickname came to be but he isn’t going to ask for it to stop. So he sits down, completely undignified in his jim jams, and lets David break the ice between them.

The next two hours are spent with their hands accidentally touching while they pet David. Alex pesters Henry for more answers, real answers, about his life than he has ever been asked before.

They argue about David’s name and Alex says his only saving grace is that he is no longer a mystery to Alex but the rest of the world can stay that way. It warms him up from the inside. He doesn’t want to look too hard into anything or give himself a false sense of hope.

Maybe Alex is just this touchy with everyone. Maybe the nicknames aren’t just for him. Maybe he also holds someone’s hand in his own as he puts his number into their phone demanding daily updates of David or incurring his wrath.

When Alex is somewhere over the Atlantic he gets a notification link on his phone to an Instagram post.

Alex in his glasses and sweats holding David mid laughter. Henry next to him also laughing. The Crown is going to kill him for looking so unprofessional, but the caption is what stops him short.

“Had to hop across the pond to visit my two favorite royals (don’t tell Henry that David is really my favorite)”

Henry can’t stop the way his heart jumps at being called a favorite anything of Alex’s.

He scrolls down to the comments and sees a wave of support.

Comments about how real their friendship is, how cute David is, how real friends wouldn’t have photos like this together, how the bromance is real.

His heart doesn’t stop thumping with every text back and forth with Alex that evening. Or the next.

His heart is in his throat with every phone call, it pitters restlessly when he receives selfies from the bed, it leaps when he gets a phone call at thanksgiving, and clenches dangerously when he finally ends the call on Christmas Eve.

A year and a half after that selfie was posted to Instagram they are sitting on a low leather couch in a brownstone in Brooklyn. A place that Henry never expected to call home. Alex is in sweats and Henry is wearing one of Alex’s NYU sweatshirts. They are currently arguing over which season of The Great British Bake Off to watch when Alex gets an alert on his phone.

He looks down and laughs. Henry doesn’t have a moment to ask what it’s about before Alex is dragging David up from his place between the two of them into his arms. David lets out a small huff but quickly relaxes back into Alex, where he has found home in the past year just as easily as Henry.

“Smile babe,”

Henry has learned not to question Alex so he leans in and smiles, realizing just how easy it is now to let the corners of his mouth curl up.

A few moments of tapping and Alex sets his phone down on the table with a flourish.

“So are you going to share what that was about?” Henry lightly pesters.

“Only putting an online debate to rest, you might want to mute your notifications sweetheart.”

Oh god what has he done now, is all Henry can think as he pulls his own phone up.

Posted on his Instagram Alex has created a slideshow of photos. The one he just took at the front of the group. As Henry swipes through he can’t help but smile as image after image of the three of them, Alex, Henry, and David are together. The final photo makes his breath catch. There they are on the floor of Kensington Palace, long before anything happened, long before Henry knew just how wonderful his life might turn out to be.

The caption is simple and sweet,

“Just wanted to update y’all on how it’s going with my two favorite royals. (Don't tell David but Henry is my favorite.)”

#inexplicablymine answers #inexplicablymine writes #ficlet #rwrb ficlet #rwrb #firstprince #truly the truth about David coming out here in my fast and furious flurry of writing #listen I just think first meetings between dogs and people can be so wholesome #should I post this on AO3?

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mattsnutsack · 2 months

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Cravings

Chris fic

“hey are you up?” I get from a mysterious number i’ve never seen before. “uh, who is this?” I texted back, waiting for a text saying that they have the wrong number.. but that never came. “it’s chris..” the number texted back.

“chris sturniolo..?” i messaged, expecting this to be a prank. Hes literally a junior in high school and I’m a sophomore. literally no junior messes with sophomores. he quickly responded “yeah..”

“oh hi” i sent. he liked my message. “wyd” he sent. “oh i’m just scrolling thru tiktok.” i responded. “wby” i asked. “laying down” he replied. “can i have ur snap?” I liked his message and sent him my @.

he started texting me on snap. nobody uses snap unless they want to get freaky deaky. i started to get a slight suspicious but i didn’t mind it. regardless, he is the finest boy at my high school and all the girls like him. even the seniors.

he snapped me a picture of him laying down shirtless, i was wearing a cropped tank top and sum shorts. I sent him a picture of me laying down in my bed, my cleavage was showing and i think chris made that pretty obvious.

“that’s hot” he snapped back with a picture of him flexing his abs. i giggled to myself, blushing a bit. I snapped him a picture of my face looking away whilst my cheeks were rosy pink.

he snapped me a picture of him again and added the caption, “your blushing” I giggled to myself and snapped him back, “obviously”.

we kept snapping back and fourth all night. he texted me on snap and told me, “wyd, i’m hard” i was a bit stunned to say the least, I was definitely not expecting that.

“same thing i was doing like an hour ago.” i texted him back. i thought my response was funny but he clearly didn’t think it was to funny.

“yeah, so like, can you send? if not it’s cool. i’m not gonna block you if you don’t wanna.” he said, he seemed like he was in a bit of a hurry.

im a high school girl, who is full of hormo- i sent to him. the first picture i sent was just an arch. “damn, ma. that’s so hot” he sent me a video of him jerking off.

not gonna lie, it did make me have to clench my legs together. my breath started to hitch and i became uncontrollably horny.

we continued to send back and fourth until he asked to call.

“can we ft?” he snapped me. i didn’t respond fast enough for him because he then asked “or can you just come over?”

i texted him back, “drop the addy?” he immediately sent me his address and i searched it up on apple maps. it wasn’t to far, it was a 2 minute walk from me.

how bad could it be? i decided to get ready. I threw on some sweatpants and a sweat shirt, but under i was wearing black lace panties, and a red lace bra.

i didn’t know if i we were planning on fucking but i made sure to be prepared. i’ve never had a one night stand before but i kinda hoped we didn’t just fuck and stop talking.

i still wanted to at least be fwb or less just friends. i made it to his house but he told me not to knock but to just text him. right as i texted him he answered the door for me and his house was nice.

he was wearing grey sweatpants with no shirt on.

we snuck up to his bedroom and he locked his door when we got in there. “quick question” he said. i nodded, “what” he smiled and asked “are you here to fuck or to hang out.” i giggled and shrugged. “both i guess.” he nodded, “so if we do fuck, can we still talk?” he asked.

i nodded. “one more question..” he said, his voice calming down and becoming a bit quieter. i raised my eyebrow. “can we fuck first?” i smiled at him and nodded.

he sat on his bed and patted on his lap for me to sit on it. i climbed onto his lap and immediately he planted his lips onto mine and took my hoodie off of me.

after he took my hoodie up he looked at my body, with my hoodie off. i hopped off his lap and he stood up. We both took our sweat pants off. we were now both left with our underwear on.

he crawled up to his bed and i followed laying on top of him. he unclipped my bra so he could see my boobs. i slid his boxers off of his body and it was big.

right after i did that he had me suck his dick while he was laying down. he was brushing his fingers threw my hair and telling me how good of a girl i was.

“your so beautiful, mama” he groaned. “yes, yes, yes, please just like that mama.” he moaned.

when i was ready he slid his fingers onto my side and gliding my panties down. he laid me down and he was now on top.

“can i mama?” he asked, before even touching my pussy.

i nodded slowly with my mouth hung down a bit. he at first admired my pussy and was just staring in awe.

he then started tracing it with his cock and then lined me up. “have you done this before, beautiful?” he asked before sliding his dick into me.

i shook my head yes letting him know he’s not my first. “rough or soft?” he asked while slowly rubbing my clit, waiting at my entrance.

i smirked and whispered “rough.” he nodded and took a deep breath in. he then slid his dick into me and grinned at the look to me being helpless.

i was trying to stay quiet because i didn’t want to wake any of his family up. “ooh fuck baby, keep going. just like that. i moaned.

he fucked me rough and fast and quickly we came together.

after he had came, he laid on top of me, and we were watching whatever was on tv. both of our naked bodies together.

i left early in the morning, he had walked me home. when i went inside he texted me.

“get some rest and text me when you wake up.” i blushed at the text. i responded to his text “Okay, thank you for walking me home by the way.” he opened my message and responded quickly, “any time mama.”

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Track Eight: Drive

Genre: Smut

Relationship type: established boyfriend/girlfriend

Important Contents: Warning: Smut ahead. Minors, do not engage. 18+ only.

WC: 2.0k

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8. Drive

This man was making me insane. When I got the text inviting me to come over for dinner, I expected him to actually be here. Claiming he was stuck working on something for the new album with Changbin, he promised he would be home an hour ago. I could only watch so much TV before I was texting him again, letting my mind wander to what we would be doing if he was home.

Me: I was promised dinner :( Come home to me

Channie ❣️: I’m sorry baby, we’re almost done here

I only had one thing in mind to make him come back faster. Now it was just a matter of which color he would be in the mood for. I decided on the light purple, appealing to his softer side so he wouldn’t be that mad at getting this while he was at work. But it was his fault he was still at work so I can’t say I felt too strongly. All he really needed was the top half so I pulled out the bra and threw it on and pulled my hair to the side, readying for the picture. Once I took one I was happy with, I hit send before I could think better of it.

Me: Does this speed up the process?

It took him a while to respond. I had almost given up until I felt my phone buzz. The text was in the form of a link to their song ‘Drive’. I had heard it before but I was unsure which part he was referring to until my phone buzzed again.

Channie ❣️: 0:33

I turned on the TV and pulled up Youtube to find it. I pulled the video for and skipped until I found what I was looking for. I turned on the captions and stopped. I smirked to myself. This was going to be fun.

Me: Is that a threat or a promise?

Channie ❣️: A need.

Me: You have the day off tomorrow?

Channie ❣️: I do now.

I left that frame on the TV for him to see when he came up and as an added touch, I left the bra hanging on a knob on a drawer of the dresser that the TV was standing on. I scattered my clothes on the floor in a trail to the bathroom and closed the door. This was either going to end well for me or very very badly…

Leaning against the door to let my heart calm down,I let my eyes roam around the room. They settled on the shower curtain. A shower was a good idea, right? I thought it might help cool me off seeing as I didn’t know how long Chan was going to be but boy was I wrong. Stepping into the hot water, my skin was already on fire in anticipation. I had just rinsed the body scrub when I heard the door open and close. I froze in my place under the water, feeling my pulse in every part of my body. I heard a shuffling of clothes and the curtain pulled back to Chan, his face hard as stone, while his body was bared in its entirety. He just stood there, staring at my nakedness while I was doing the same to him. I leaned my back against the tiled walls and bit my bottom lip, just admiring the artwork that was his body.

He stepped in to corner me against my place on the wall, putting an arm on either side of my head. The mixture of the steam and his proximity was enough to make my head spin but I couldn’t help but look up at him through my lashes, my mouth moving to the side in a smirk. His eyes flickered to my mouth as he licked his lips and lowered them to my ear.

“Do you know how hard it is to have to focus on music when I know you’re here looking like that?” He whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

“I can’t say I know what you’re talking about.” I bat my lashes at him in my best attempt at innocence. He saw right through it, right through me. As always.

He hadn’t smiled since he had stepped in the shower with me, his breath mixing with mine as he hovered over my mouth. My chest was rising and falling rapidly, his teasing becoming almost unbearable with him being so close.

“You don’t? It wasn’t you that sent me that picture of that delicious piece out there hanging from my dresser? It isn’t your lips that I’ve been thinking about wrapped around me all day? It wasn’t your chest that I’ve been dying to leave marks on so everytime you look in the mirror you know you’re mine? It isn’t your taste that’s been lingering on my tongue, desperate to taste you again? That’s not you?” The smirk was wiped off my face at his words, now completely at his mercy.

“If it wasn’t me, you’re in big trouble.” I said under my breath as I sprung my mouth forward in search for his, finding his soft lips ready for me. His fingers found my waist and pushed me back against the wall as he kissed everywhere he could access without fully bending over. Tracing my jaw, my neck down to the spot that made me gasp. He sucked and nipped at it, fully biting when my hands found his hair. I let out a yelp, desperately trying to keep my strength in my legs to stay standing. Those devil lips found their way down to my chest, sucking on the perked nipples they found. He sucked hard on the skin around them, leaving purple and dark red marks in his wake. I whimpered, trying to get those hands where I wanted them as I felt my core tighten around nothing. He ignored my whining, changing nipples to leave marks on the other side. His hands were busy on my ass, massaging and kneading to their owners' content.

“Chan…Ah!” I yelped again as he pulled my nipple between his teeth away from me and let go, his eyes wide watching it bounce back. He licked his lips and did it again, my sensitivity becoming too much. He could tell when my yelps became pathetic whimpers that his job was done, satisfied in the knowledge that I wouldn’t be able to wear a bra for at least a couple days. The smirk on his face was the closest to a smile I had gotten as he lowered himself to his knees, now face to face with my core. His eyes traveled to his handiwork then further up to my eyes, now just as dark as his. I flickered between his lust-filled eyes and the erection hitting his abs, waiting to be touched.

“This is the dinner I was looking forward to.” His eyes stayed on mine as he lifted a leg over his shoulder and started kissing his way up my inner thigh to where I needed him most. As he drew nearer, he slowed his short pecks to longer, open-mouthed kisses, building the coil wrapping itself around my entire lower body. I had to rest my head on the wall again as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My whole body shuddered as he gave a long lick up into my folds, collecting all of the wetness that had gathered there. He gave a loud hum as he brought his fingers up and collected more, bringing his collection to his lips. My eyes came back down to the show happening below me just in time to see him clean off his fingers and thrust them into my entrance. I let out a sharp gasp of surprise and he started moving ever so slowly. His mouth attached itself to my clit, swirling his tongue around it and sucking gently. My hands buried into his hair, gathering a tight grip. I gave it a small tug to spur him on and he finally smiled at me, the sucking on my clit no longer gentle and his fingers picking up speed. My climax found me quickly and he let me ride his fingers through it, still lapping at my release.

When he had his fill, he released my leg and shut off the water. Still in a daze, I felt myself being picked up, my head resting on Chan’s shoulder and my arms around his neck as he carried me out of the shower and laid me on his bed. I felt the bed dip as he climbed on top of me and nudged my legs apart and nestled himself between them, kissing his own path up my stomach and placing gentle kisses on his marks. His lips traced my collarbones up to my neck in the spot in between my neck and shoulder, licking and nibbling until I was moaning his name softly

“Chan…Please…” He brought his mouth back to mine and kissed me, taking my arms and bringing them above my head and holding them there with one hand. His other guided his erection to my waiting entrance, his precum mixing with my arousal and making it very easy for him to slide inside of me. The hum of contentment of being filled so well left my lips involuntarily at the same time as his groan.

“Baby..” he groaned out as his hand rejoined his other and intertwined our fingers. All I could do was nod as he started moving, rejoining our lips in a passionate kiss. He snapped his hips at an angle that made me arch off the bed into him, moaning into his mouth. My legs came up and wrapped around his hips, allowing for a deeper angle for him to hit that spot again. He searched for it and found it almost immediately. I clenched my walls around him, making it his turn to moan into me.

“Faster, baby. Please.” He picked up his pace, the headboard now hitting the wall. I moved my head back to the wall and without missing a beat, Chan whispered against my throat,

“Nobody’s home.” I loved the way he could read my mind. At the evil glint in my eye, he smirked and thrusted harder, reattaching himself to my neck. Everything he was doing with the intimacy of our fingers being intertwined brought me close to my second climax of the night.

“Chan, I’m…”

“Me too, baby. Come with me.” And I did, him thrusting as his own release spilled into me. Coming down from the mutual high, he rolled off me and stumbled back to the bathroom to grab a cloth to clean me with. Once he finished, he tossed the cloth on his nightstand and collapsed beside me. Both of us were breathing quite heavily from the extraneous activity. As I rolled to rest my head on his chest, we heard the front door open and loud voices shouting and laughing as they came closer. My head popped up to check if the door was locked.

“It’s locked.” He responded to my unspoken question, stroking my hair as I resumed laying on his chest.

“We should probably put some clothes on though. They’ll probably wonder where you are.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t care. I’m ready for round two though.” He popped an eye open at me, his smirk back and bigger than ever.

“Round two?!” I snapped my head at him.

“I said ‘day and night’, didn’t I?” His smirk was turning into a grin at my shock.

“Chan, the guys are back. I can’t do full-on round two with them here. They could hear me!” His smile didn’t waver.

“I know a really nice hotel room. About a 20 minute drive from here.” Well that was a different story… I felt the grin coming back to my face.

“Oh really?” I said, getting up from the bed and smiling back down at his lounging body. God, I could stare at that all day. I let him see my eyes travel down to his growing erection and licked my lips. I returned to his eyes, now dark again. “Bang, this is going to be the longest 20 minute drive of your life.”

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fioreofthemarch · 7 months

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Finding Her - Chapter 18

Link makes notes, takes photos and keeps time on his quest across Hyrule, in the hopes of finding Zelda and staying sane until he does. [ Previous | Next | First | AO3 ]

Warning: The Purah Pad has exceeded maximum operational vertical speed. The Purah Pad is not rated for a descent rate of more than 3000 feet per minute.

<< HARD STOP DETECTED >>

<< EMERGENCY LOCKDOWN INITIATED >>

Would you like to continue operating the Purah Pad?

> Yes

Please enter extreme conditions authorisation code Core functions shutdown in 13… 12… 11…

> LINK

Incorrect code. Core functions shutdown in 9… 8… 7…

> I HAVE TAKEN THE PURAH PAD FROM THE HERO ALLOW ME TO USE IT

Incorrect code.Core functions shutdown in 5… 4… 3…

> INFERNAL DEVICE DO AS I SAY!

Incorrect code. The Purah Pad has entered an emergency lockdown. Next passcode attempt in: 999 minutes

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Log date: 12:05 9th month, 12th day 104AC Location: Lookout Landing Weather: Cloudy

The Hero of Hyrule is famous for his bravery and his strength, but even he sometimes has a bad week. This morning, the swordsman Link arrived on our doorstep looking worse for wear. His hair was muddied, his clothes were torn, and he was covered in cuts and bruises. We had not heard from him for nine days. In this report, I, Josha (Head of Depths Research) will piece together what we know about Link’s disappearance.

The Purah Pad logs show that nine days ago, it was dropped from a significant height. This is because an overspeed warning was triggered, followed by an emergency lockdown approximately ten minutes later. Additionally, the last log entry is partly corrupted and overwritten in code. This may occur when the save function is interrupted. Finally, anecdotal evidence supports this theory. When Link arrived at Lookout Landing, he handed the Purah Pad to Dr. Purah and said, “Might have dropped it”. Taken together, it is clear the Purah Pad fell a significant distance, however where it was dropped was a mystery - until now.

A series of notes found in Link’s inventory may provide clues to his whereabouts for the past nine days. These notes are short and each ends with the words ‘Glory to Master Kohga’. The paper the notes are written on is marked with a red, upside down Sheikah eye. This indicates that the authors of these notes are none other than the Yiga, who moved to the Depths of Hyrule four years ago, after the defeat of Master Kohga by Link. Therefore, the only place Link could have collected these notes would be the Depths themselves.

The notes have been scanned using this Purah Pad, which belongs to Link. This is because I am, apparently, not yet old enough to have one of my own. The Yiga appear to have taken the Purah Pad from Link, and write in the notes that he is following them. Therefore, we theorise that the Purah Pad was dropped into a chasm where it was stolen by the Yiga, and then was retrieved by Link at a later point. My next report will attempt to reconstruct how Link was able to escape and return to us.

A photograph of Mineru, the Zonai Construct, helping one of the residents of Lookout Landing repair the roof of his mini-stable.

Caption: This construct is also here. It arrived about a day before Link returned. I must go introduce myself!

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Appendix A: Salvaged Yiga Notes 1-4 of 8.

Yiga Note 1 A day for the history books! The Purah Pad has been won from the villain, Link. Our scouts on the perimeter reported seeing him fall through the nearby Naydra Chasm. They say he appeared to be reaching out for something as he fell.

Unfortunately for him he fell into a frox den. While he was dealing with that, we pounced. At last, the Sheikah technology that was kept from us for millennia is ours!

We are using our network to transport the Purah Pad north, to the Abandoned Lanayru Mine, so that our Master can unlock it… and its secrets.

Glory to Master Kohga.

Yiga Note 2 The Purah Pad has been delivered to the Ploymus Canyon Hideout. Tomorrow, four of our field agents will take it north-west to our Master.

Now we turn our attention to the hunt. There is a situation unfolding that must be dealt with.

The Hero has been spotted on our trail. Each time we think we have lost him, he finds us again. We are unable to remain in the shadows. He keeps activating those damned light roots…

We will find him and stop him in his tracks.

Glory to Master Kohga.

Yiga Note 3 Finally, shelter. We have not slept in days, but we cannot stop moving. Link gains on us with each passing hour. He wants that useless Sheikah device back, clearly. If only we could get it to work…

There are whispers that our hideouts have begun to go dark. Each one that we pass through cuts off all communication within a day. We have also heard reports of a blaze, a large one. But surely, one Hylian could not do that much damage.

The others are getting worried, but not me.

Glory to Master Kohga.

Yiga Note 4 To any Yiga who finds this note. Do not engage the Hero under any circumstances.

Shortly after we delivered the Purah Pad to Master Kohga, the Hero arrived to exact his revenge. The weapon he carried shone as bright and terrible as the midday sky. How he survived this long in the Depths is beyond me.

Praise Ganon - we managed to hold onto the Purah Pad, and our Master survived the encounter. We have taken him to a secret location in Hebra, far from Link’s reach. Without the Purah Pad, he will be trapped in this part of the Depths.

Or so we hope.

Glory to Master Kohga.

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Log date: 17:45 9th month, 12th day 104AC Location: Lookout Landing Weather: Light rain

In stories told of heroes, it is said that their chief goal is victory in battle. However for real people, victory doesn’t always get them what they want. The swordsman Link is still recovering. He has a fever from an untreated cut, but Lady Jerrin is looking after him. In this report, I will… well, I was planning to write about Link’s escape from the Depths, but now I’m not sure.

The final four Yiga notes tell a simple story. Link tracked down the Purah Pad and went in search of Master Kohga. Except it’s not clear if Link defeated him. It’s really important that we find out. Master Kohga is our oldest enemy, except for maybe Ganon himself. But no one in Lookout Landing is talking about it. They’re not even talking about the Demon King anymore. So I went to visit Link to find out what happened.

He was only half awake and seemed whoozy. I said, Hi swordsman, it’s Josha. Sorry you were stuck down in the Depths so long. I wasn’t sure if he heard. He was mumbling to himself but the only words I could make out were: gone, gone, gone. I said yes, Master Kohga is gone, right? Then he had a moment of clarity. It was scary. He looked me in the eye and said, “Who cares about Kohga?”

I don’t know. I care. Someone should. Kohga tormented my people for over a century. And the Yiga have rebelled against Hyrule for even longer than that. Shouldn’t we care? But something else is going on, isn’t it? Something that a kid isn’t going to get told about.

I’ve attached the final Yiga notes to this log, whoever reads this can look at them if they want, I guess. Link definitely gave the Yiga a hard time when he was down there. I wish I could have helped.

A photograph of Mineru, the Zonai Construct, being doted on by Slergo and Offrak, two Goron children. One child is swinging off of one of her arms, while another has climbed onto her back. Whether the construct is enjoying this, or is merely tolerating it, is not possible to determine.

Caption: Her name is Mineru. I really should introduce myself. Maybe later.

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Appendix B: Salvaged Yiga Notes 5-8 of 8.

Yiga Note 5 To all Yiga, living or dead. Remember me?

Tell your Master: I will find where he is hiding. Even if I have to search every single one of your little outposts.

It’s been less than a week but I’ve sacked more of them than I care to remember. At least more than than I can count on both hands, since you stole my only other way of taking notes.

You think I’m trapped down here with you. No. You’re trapped down here with me. And I’m not leaving without my Purah Pad.

Glory to Master Kohga. However much he has left.

Yiga Note 6 Terrible news. We have lost the Purah Pad. It pains me to write of this failure.

It was Master Kohga’s decree that we keep the Purah Pad moving through our network, rather than hold it in one place. That way, we would reduce the chance of Link finding it… but that didn’t stop him.

He tracked us to the Elma Knolls hideout. We threw everything we had at him. Every Zonai contraption he neutralised, every footsoldier he struck down. Then our hideout was on fire. I don’t even know how he started it.

In the panic, the idiot Battlemaster in charge of the Purah Pad dropped it! That was all it took. Link snatched it back, unlocked it (something even Master Kohga could not do!) and teleported away.

He was gone in an instant, to Ganon knows where.

So much for our victory.

Glory to Master Kohga.

Yiga Note 7 I hate to admit it, but we are getting nervous.

It has been two days since anyone in our network has sighted the menace, Link.

Our agents above ground have not seen him. None in the Depths have been able to recover anything. Link and the Purah Pad have vanished.

Reports indicate that our leader is safe and sound, but with no news of Link, we must take precautions.

We have dispatched scouts to Hebra, just to make sure.

Glory to Master Kohga.

Yiga note 8 ALL AGENTS BE ADVISED: THIS IS AN URGENT CIRCULAR.

Any agents in Hebra must immediately report if they have seen Link, otherwise known as the Hero of Hyrule, the Princess’ Appointed Knight, or other alias such as ‘the demon’, ‘the villain’ and ‘the blond menace’

Contact has been lost with the Abandoned Hebra Mine Hideout. REPEAT: contact has been lost with the Abandoned Hebra Mine Hideout. This was Master Kohga’s last known location and was the site of top secret research and development.

Contact your local hideout if you have any and all leads. Do so as soon as possible or the worst may come to pass.

Glory to Master Kohga.

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Log date: 10:00 9th month, 13th day 104AC Location: Lookout Landing Weather: Cloud clearing.

I went to see Link again. He was awake and sitting up in one of the beds in the Emergency Shelter. Jerrin says his fever has passed, which is good. He didn’t even remember me visiting yesterday and apologised if he said anything weird. I lied and told him he didn’t.

Since he was feeling better, I asked him again what happened to Master Kohga. Link explained to me that he survived for nine days in the Depths on nothing but mushrooms and moss, with no gear except his clothes and the Master Sword on his back. Eventually, he fought Master Kohga in an abandoned mine below Hebra. Kohga tried to use a big Zonai construct, like Mineru, but it didn’t work, and now he’s gone. I don’t know if Link means he’s dead or something. He just said that Kohga won’t be troubling us anymore.

Great news, right? Link didn’t seem that excited. He just said, “Is it?” I answered that I thought it was. “But I feel nothing,” he said. And then he started crying. Like, crying crying.

I was dumbstruck. Ever since the whole Upheaval thing, you’d think more people would be crying, but everyone’s been soldiering on. I thought, what did my parents do, the last time I was really upset? All I could remember was my mother putting her arms around me, so that’s what I did. I put my arm around Link’s shoulder and hugged him tight. I thought maybe you just have to squeeze the tears out of a person until they feel better. But…

She’s gone, he kept saying. She’s gone. I asked who he meant, was it Zelda? That did NOT help. He cried harder, but with no sounds now, just tears and shakes. So we sat there for a long time, until Jerrin noticed what was happening and chased me away, telling me to let Link sleep.

So now I’m here, outside the shelter, feeling useless and very sad, and not really knowing why. It sucks. This whole situation just kind of sucks. I don’t know what to do… but maybe it’ll come to me later.

A photograph of Mineru, sitting on the steps leading to Josha’s research station on Lookout Landing. She is looking directly at the camera, and is waving.

Caption: Oh shoot. I think she noticed.

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Incoming message… [MINERU (UNKNOWN)] Processing…

Connection established.

10:15 MIN| Hello there, Josha. My name is Mineru.

10:15 JSH|Hello. Sorry about the photo.

10:15 MIN| Do not worry. It is flattering.

10:15 JSH| I see. Did you want to talk?

10:16 MIN| I prefer using the Purah Pad. Sending messages via text is simpler.

10:16 JSH| Quieter too, I guess.

10:16 MIN| Yes. Everyone is nervous about Link. I thought it better to stay discreet.

10:16 JSH| Yeah. Hey one moment, I’ll join you.

10:16 MIN| Be my guest.

10:19 MIN| Is it not a pleasant view from these stairs? You can watch everyone in Lookout Landing go about their day.

10:19 JSH| I’m usually focused on my research. Not that it’s helped much lately.

10:19 MIN| I understand the feeling. I was once much the same.

10:19 JSH| You were a researcher?

10:19 MIN| Many years ago. Zelda and I shared this interest. Did you know her?

10:21 JSH| Oh, not personally. I grew up hearing about her, everyone did. It helped knowing the Princess was once like me. I might have been a weirdo book nerd, but I could be a scholar, just like Zelda. She’s the reason I’m a researcher.

10:24 JSH| I wish someone would tell me what happened to her. I asked Link but he got pretty upset about it. So stupid…

10:24 MIN| Your actions were not stupid. Curiosity is natural.

10:24 JSH| You should have heard him. It was like Zelda had died. But that can’t be it, can it?

10:25 MIN| Your elders have forbidden me from telling you much but… Princess Zelda indeed still lives. Unfortunately, it is no longer in a way that she can share with us.

10:26 JSH| That’s terrible. Poor Princess… I wish I could help somehow. Link survived the Depths fine on his own, so my research was all for nothing.

10:26 MIN| Your presence was not ‘all for nothing’. You were there for him. You helped him through that dark and terrible moment.

10:27 JSH| I made him cry.

10:27 MIN| Not all tears are bad. Often they are the first step on a long journey of acceptance and peace.

10:29 JSH| I suppose when you put it like that. Mineru, is Zelda really gone?

10:29 MIN| I do not know. Time will tell. But we honour her memory by protecting her beloved Hyrule. Speaking of, it’s time we recalled the Sages to Lookout Landing. They each have a message medallion, but someone has to make the calls. Someone with a voice.

10:30 JSH| Do you mean…me…? Well, say no more! Josha, Head Assistant to the Five Sages of Hyrule, at your service!

10:30 MIN| It is very much appreciated, Josha. When you are ready, we can get to work.

Connection terminated.

#totk #tears of the kingdom #tloz #zelink #tloz fanfic #link #josha #shes doing her best but shes like 14 at MOST and the horrors are unfolding all around her #im also obsessed with this photo its like shes presenting at her local science fair

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"Unveiling the Chatterbox: Understanding 'She Speaks A Lot'"

"Yaar ye kiitna bolti hai?"

I've often heard this question from friends, family, and even strangers who barely know me. But has that ever stopped me from speaking? Nope. You might be thinking it's rude of me to disregard a genuine concern about my talkative nature. However, I see it as a situational comment.

Recently, I was engaged in a serious conversation with someone new on my college campus. We were discussing the typical student existential crises, and, being myself, I became deeply invested in the conversation. I spoke at length, delving into my thoughts and wanting the person to know that I genuinely heard and understood them. Then, a fellow student politely asked me to lower my voice. I understood where they were coming from; I tend to speak quickly and loudly. So, I toned it down to accommodate their request.

There have been other instances as well, like at a family gathering where I shared my thoughts during an adult discussion. I couldn't help but overhear the exasperated voice of a well-meaning relative saying, "How much does she talk?" In such situations, I feel the person is wrong unless I've said something inappropriate or immature.

These two incidents are just a couple of examples of how people have tried to rein in my speech. Let me share with you the power of speech I inherited from my extremely talented father. He was once a radio jockey and later pursued a career in the expressive world of the corporate sector. During my schooling, he encouraged me to express my thoughts freely. However, right before college, he imparted a piece of advice that he had learned the hard way and continues to learn: speak less and choose when to speak wisely.

During my first year of undergrad, I might not have fully heeded this advice, but as I gained more experience, I understood the importance of knowing when and where to speak. Not everyone will share my sense of humor or interpret remarks in the same way I do. My journey of mastering the art of speaking has been ongoing, and I doubt it will ever truly end.

I'm the type of person who, when sad or angry, might go silent for a while. Those close to me become concerned about my lack of speech during those times, while those less familiar with me see it as a respite from my sometimes overwhelming conversations. I'm the kind of person who fills silence or voids with speech. Just as some people eat to fill the void, I speak. I'm awkward, what can I say? I can't sit still, constantly fearing that others might be quietly judging me or getting bored. I often dislike silence, but the newly discovered ambivert in me seeks silence when I'm with people who share that comfortable silence.

As an inner romantic who's currently single, I long for someone who can tolerate my nonsense, random quips, facts, old memories, and discussions ranging from world politics to pop culture moments. I desire someone who can walk with me silently during our late-night strolls. Returning from my dreamland, what I'm trying to convey is that the characters I relate to are often as talkative as me, like Geet from "Jab We Met" or Kitty from "That '70s Show." However, lately, I've started to see myself in observant yet talkative characters like Aisha from "Wake Up Sid" or Phil Dunphy from "Modern Family."

I'm the type of writer whose thoughts are all over the place, but in my defense, my writing serves as a way to channel my talkativeness onto paper (or Instagram captions). I believe I've begun to learn when to speak in class and whom to share my thoughts with. But I still occasionally reveal my crazy side in front of those who make me feel comfortable. This can sometimes land me in trouble, but that's what this journey is all about, right? The process will guide me towards the right balance of enthusiasm and confidence in my speech, knowing when and where to express myself.

Life will continue to teach me how to proceed, but for now, I'm going to keep learning, speaking, making mistakes, and repeating. To conclude, do you think you talk too much or too little?

#speaking #desi writers #writers on tumblr #jab we met #wake up sid #theartofspeaking #speak now #being desi #desi tag #desi tumblr

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I can’t believe it’s actually ending.

Three years the show has been airing. But it’s technically been a part of my life for five. I remember when The Owl House was first announced back in February 2018, and something about that magical poster and synopsis caught my eye. Something told me to look forward to this one, that it’d be special… And I had no idea.

I remember checking Dana’s accounts studiously, impatient for more TOH content ever since that poster. Eventually I stopped, giving up… But then finally, that original teaser trailer, fully instrumental as it gave us clips from what we’d later discover were just the first four episodes! I remember my speculation about Luz going to this world, even had a dream where she was revealed to be the Anti-Christ (not that this was a bad thing in context), that sort of thing. I got hyped to hear Luz’s VA be announced, and went out of my way to find clips of Sarah Nicole-Robles’ voice acting just so I could get an idea of what was to come.

And the show started off so humbly, so regularly, I didn’t think it’d become so serious! The fact that each episode was a fully twenty-two minutes did bode well for me, but damn. Hearing characters’ voices for the first time. Fully immersing myself.

And this is it! All speculation will come to a close here, with the final episode. This is the last time we’ll get to watch a new episode, unless that young Raeda spin-off happens, but I’m not getting my hopes up because it’s Disney. These evening hours spent in anxious anticipation for the episode to drop, this is the last time it’ll happen for all of us. The last time I’ll obsessively check Discord to talk about the newest episode, scroll through the Recent tag to see fresh reactions.

I want to savor it, but there’s also pressure to do this perfectly, as a way to go off. I can’t help perfectly capture how I feel nor a proper retrospective. But in the end, I still want to do it. A part of me doesn’t want it to end, wants it go on forever in infinite hiatus. But another part of me just wants to get the pain and grief over with. My heart is beating hard and it’s been building up in pace since I woke up today.

I don’t know what to expect, but I gotta say I’ve loved watching it with you guys. Stuff as early as over-analyzing on the snake motifs which eventually DID pay off in String Bean, after that theory that Luz’s palisman would be a snake due to how the title card was designed! The way I compared the Boiling Isles to Mata Nui from Bionicle, even joked about King being the Titan. I remember being there in the early days when there was barely a fandom but still holding out, and boy have we grown since then!

I was asked for permission to use my posts as credit when speculating on King being THE Titan, though it turns out he was his son. I remember speculating on the Owl mural inside of the Owl House, I’ve made so many friends through TOH. I remember when Adventures in the Elements leaked early and it was a dream episode, ideal and perfect!

Speculating that there was more to Amity than meets the eye, and being right in the overanalysis! The vindication! Joking about her being a lesbian, seeing a Grom poster but not actually thinking we’d get a Grom episode. And then we did. Thinking we were getting our hopes up with Amity being a lesbian with a crush on Luz, and then the explosion of emotion as our hearts beat, when the note unfurled.

I remember playing that godforsaken Witch’s Apprentice app just for more content, and then seeing Rebecca Rose analyze the artifacts, with me realizing they provided hints to upcoming episodes! Man, seeing Rebecca go from an early fan who helped start it off, someone I was glad to see provide presence at the beginning, all the way to a full-on crew member! Wonderful.

Belos was known as Bellows due to a typo in the captions. Speculating on Lilith and Kikimora, who cursed Eda. Being blindsided by the climax of Season 1, and this mysterious Owl-masked figure besides Belos, because I had no clue who this was and who he’d turn out to be, no idea! No idea he and Willow would be a thing, that Belos had a brother he killed and repeatedly cloned in an attempt to get him back!

This show has broken my heart, revived me, brought life, and so forth. Season 1 was truly wild, and then the year-long hiatus for Season 2, the Reddit AMA and stream… Getting Alador and Odalia’s names early, it was lovely! The S2 intro sneak peek, in progress. Waking up to get an entire trailer! Being caught off-guard with how much the animation improved, even as I had to stay quiet for like two weeks, because the first two episodes of S2 premiered early for special guests!

Speculation on Philip Wittebane and Belos, the brothers. Seeing Luz figure out glyph combos. Hunter and Flapjack, King and Eda’s stories, as the designs updated. New palismen. The heartbreak of the show being shortened, the anger and rage. The vindication on Creepy Luz just being a scared kid who wants love and means well.

And then the next hiatus… Season 2B, the end of a proper season as everything came to another climax. We got the truth on Belos, the story coming to a close in anticipation of the Day of Unity. The Season 3 leaks, especially with the titles, and the way they came together to tell us, Thanks For Watching. Like it wasn’t ideal but the audience worked with it, the crew made it work, and the fans stuck through regardless. The crew put themselves out there in this work and we reciprocated and understood.

Just as Luz wanted and needed so badly. We had S3 and the first look at a special, depressed Luz. The sneak peek. The revelation on just how alike Luz and Camila are. And then the hype towards For the Future… When the Collector really got to shine and show us a new side that completed their character. And finally, after all of the anticipation…

The episode finished production. The finale is done, just for us to watch. The crew is celebrating, saying their final goodbyes. And my heart and gut are feeling sick, aching with grief. I don’t want it to end, but it’s making me so nervous I need it to, just for the relief and release. And the finale inches ever-closer, the SERIES finale. The end of the end.

Here’s to The Owl House, you guys. Thanks for everything, thanks for reading my posts, interacting with them, adding onto them; Responding when I responded to your posts! It truly was a magical time and still is for me. I feel like I genuinely learned and discovered a lot about myself through this show and my interactions with fellow fans, and I toast to our final get-together in watching an episode!

Here’s to Watching and Dreaming! I know that’s what I’ll keep doing once the show ends…! And thank you @danaterrace, for coming up with this wonderful show and continuing to give it to us, despite everything.

#the owl house #ramblings

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st4rboyhere · 2 years

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Request from @theycallmekittenfr, thank you!!

I’m sorry this is so late!! I completely forgot abt it.

This will also be the last obey me post I’ll be doing for a while, I’ll be moving onto some other things I promised myself I would write.

this is probably the longest thing I’ve ever written.

The brothers thoughts while mc is in the human world!

This has smut, suggested masturbation, (Levi and Belphine have actual masturbation) nude sending, pantie stealing,

Lucifer

He suddenly has business in the human world.

So to save you both the trouble of leaving separately you two should go together.

None of his brothers, no distractions, just the two of you.

That sounds like a absolute dream.

And how dare you leave WITHOUT HIM?

He’s frustrated that you could do such a thing to him.

He immediately grabs his D.D.D and calls you, slamming it and almost breaking his phone when you don’t pick up and your voice mail plays with that beautiful voice he fell in love with and- AUGH

He makes it his top priority to ignore his phone and get his work done, trying not to care about the way you BETRAYED HIM, yet he can’t stop thinking about you.

He grabs his phone, quickly sending you a text that he deserves a proper apology when you get back.

He sets his phone down and continues the rest of his day with gritting teeth, it doesn’t help that his brothers seem almost as hurt as him, if not more by your sudden leave with no warning.

He leaves his brothers to themselves, not even trying to argue with mammon about how lazy he was being, the house never felt this empty before. His phone vibrates in his pocket, a text from you.

Fist clenching, he goes to his room, siting on his bed and looking at what you sent him.

His face flush’s at what you sent him, hand covering his eyes as he puts his phone down the opposite way.

How could you send him something like that?

A picture of your chest captioned,

Why cant I apologize now?

He grabbed the hem of his pants, tugging upwards and moaning at the feeling of the cloth against his hard-on.

Oh how he wished you were here.

Mammon

What made you think you were going alone?

Hes obviously coming with you? I mean you know that right? He’s your first man which means he’s gotta protect you! You should never go alone or even worse, with one of his brothers.

So imagine how betrayed he felt when you went alone to the human world?!

how could you? Honestly that was so messed up and he’s never gonna forgive you. He's sending you a shit load of messages about how he’s so upset at you.

You’re probably gonna have at least 500 missed calls too.

Tears run down his face as he cuddles your pillow, relishing in the scent you left behind.

He scrolls through his phone, looking at photos of you two together like you were never gonna come back again.

His phone falls on his face when he gets a FaceTime call from you, quickly wiping his tears and accepting your call.

Before you can speak he’s screaming about how unfair you are and how he hates you.

When he looks back down at his phone he’s realizes you hanged up and now he hates himself. He texts you many apologies, tears now falling down his face once again.

His phone slips out his hand again when you message him.

Im gonna be gone for a while but I can think of a way to make it up to you ;)

Mammon stares at the screen, sweating and trying to figure out just why you mean.

Fine. Make it up to me

He waits a few minutes.

Nothing.

He sets his phone down and sighs, closing his eyes to rest, snuggling into your pillow.

A few hours later he wakes up to a message from you, eyes groggy and not being able to see so it takes him a while to realize the picture is of your chest.

He squeals and drop the phone again on his face, squeezing his legs which squeeze his growing erection.

It’s gonna be difficult without you here.

Levi

I'm sorry but a much as I love him, I don't think Levi would care much.

Or maybe he just doesn’t even here you say bye cause he’s to into his hentai anime he’s watching.

He only notices you’ve left when he search’s for you to spend time with you or tell you about the newest rui-Chan figure.

He ask Beel he just pouts and looks away from him.

When he realizes you’re not here he locks himself back up into his room, getting in his phone and texting you all about the rui-Chan figure that’s glow in the dark.

That’s so amazing levi!

God he loves how supportive you are of him.

So what you doing in the human world? Must be boring, huh?

Actually I’m eating at all the places I loved during my childhood, don’t tell Beel that though, haha.

Oh that’s cool.

So when are you coming back?

I’m not too sure. Oh I have to go, bye Levi.

Bye

He lays his phone of his stomach, sighing and thinking of what to do. He’d much rather be with you then play a game.

Deciding on just watching a romance anime to remind himself of you, he puts on his headphones and turn on the computer, sounds of pornograpic moans filling his ears as he try’s to click off, forgetting about what he was doing earlier before he thought about looking for you.

Eventually he’s able to get off the site, sighing and throwing his head back at the feeling of his tightening pants.

He dosent waste any time in sliding his pants down, not bothering to left them get passed his knees before sliding his boxers down and taking his penis in his hand, thumb rubbing the slit as he imagined your fingers replacing his.

He wanted you so bad.

Satan

To be honest you forgot to tell him.

So he goes around asking his brothers if they’ve seen you, none of them answering and mammon just bursted into tears when he asked.

He has to shake mammon out of his sadness with a harsh slap and still didn’t understand what mammon was saying cause he just babbled.

He makes out from mammons sobs that your in the human world seeing family and friends.

He’s not too upset and he enjoys the house being quiet for once so that he can read in peace but it does feel empty without you.

He can’t help but read a book you two were reading together, flipping through the pages and imagining your reactions to it, bringing a warm smile to his face.

He gets to a particular dirty part, the very reason who chose this book to read with you.

The way you would gasp and your face would turn red, shaming her for his book choice and violently rub against us growing bulge.

Shit he’s hard.

(Sorry this one was short, this was the one keeping me from posting this cause it’s so bad)

Asmo

Don’t write for him.

Beel

He was so confused when he woke up to you gone.

When you told him you were going to go see some of your friends he asked in the most polite way ever if he could tag along, a big smile on his face.

You just couldn’t bring yourself to tell him you wanted to go alone so you left early in the morning.

He got so scared that you had disappeared he started sobbing.

He eventually finds out from Lucifer that you went ok your trip already.

He just wanders around the house, eating things, cleaning things, he likes the quiet a little too much but he would have perfered to spend it with you.

He goes to your room, ignoring mammon sobbing on your bed and going through your drawers.

He grabs your panties- AND NO I AM NOT SORRY, FOREVER IN MY EYES WILL BEEL IS A PERVERT AND IM NOT SORRY ABOUT THAT. HE IS A PANTIE STEALER AND SADNESS HEALER AND THAT WILL NEVER CHANGE- running out of your room and into his quickly.

Before he could take his zipper all the way down, his cock sprung out, hard and pre-cum all ready rushing down his tip just like his saliva on his jaw.

Oh this would be fun.

Belphie

Ok bye?

He really doesn't care.

But just like levi, hes eventually gonna miss you.

Since you came to devildom, he hasn’t been able to sleep without you next to him, holding onto him tight like you were never gonna let go.

He groaned as he opened his eyes again, being met with sunlight, instead he hoped for you, maybe coming back early, embracing him, running your fingers through his hair, shoving your fingers down his mouth and calling him a bratty slut, kissing his lips and giggling in between them.

He would text you but he doesn’t have the energy to get up or call someone to bring it to him.

He would love if you would yell at him him for being so lazy.

He thinks about the way you would coo, placing your hand on his pants and teasing him about getting so hard, twisting his nipples and licking them clean of his cum.

“Such a small dick,” he imagined you saying, smacking it and causing him to cum while embarrassment spreads to his cheeks at his nasty, perverted thoughts.

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#i’ll add tags later #im a simp #obey me x reader #obey me #shall we date mammon #obey me smut #lucifer obey me #mammon simp #smut #beel smut #beelzebub x mc #shall we date beelzebub #satan x gn!reader #om! satan #obey me levi x mc #levi obey me #obey me belphie #shall we date belphie #shall we date lucifer

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