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devilishdelights · 1 month
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always on the same page
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cinnabeat · 26 days
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holy fuck im gonna die
#pushing shit around omfg#my heart shes racing#i moved the bed tho ✌️#now i gotta figure out where everything else will go#i have it more or less figured out#like indrew a plan and everything weeks ago#i of course forgot to include my book case but we'll see!!!! :)#i think my art supplies will go under the window#easy access for me and prevents my FUCKING CAT from jumping on my desk shelves#ive already had one casualty (hatsune miku my beloved im so sorry) i am NOT having another#i think life would be easier if i put my computer box thing under my desk instead of next to it#it blocks the plugs and thats how my cat fucking gets on the sheleves#it would have the added bonus of preventing my cat from stepping on the power button#i might move my work desk?#i think id have to? to make use of all the space?#i think the issue is that my door when open takes up a lot of wall space which is inconvenient#maybe i dont need my night stand? i dont have anything there except my books#and a lamp which im admittedly attatched too but i can put it somerwhere else?#hm#originally the rearrange idea was so i can put a cat tree but i failed to realize how many objects i have#that need to be placed next to a wall#anyways#im so sweaty man#i stayed in bed for hours earlier trying to get myself to take a shower first before cleaning#before i had the genius epiphany that if im gonna clean im gonna get sweaty and dirty anyways so whats the point#so shower for later <3#michi tag#moving my bed wiped me out man im so tired 😭#u know those games where u have to have wnergy to play#thats what i feel like now. like i have 20 little lightning bolts left out of a hundred
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bluejeanstrash · 10 months
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11/10
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a/n: i got this idea from an nsfw prompt generator so if anyone else has already done this, that could be why ✌️
tags: fwb! seungcheol, overstimulation, semi-dacryphilia, forced orgasms
w/c: 2.3k
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in hindsight, telling the most competitive guy you know that you may or may not be faking your orgasms with him was probably not the best idea.
it was just 4 hours ago when jun had suggested a game of truth or drink. and it was just 3 hours 45 minutes ago when he had asked you ‘have you ever faked an orgasm?’
‘yeah?’ you’d answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world. and because whatever was in that alcohol was making you loose-lipped, you had continued.
‘in fact-’ a pause ‘-and i’m not proud of this, but i’m really good at it. the guy could never tell’
there was an immediate murmur of we can tell around the table but you interrupted.
‘trust me, you can’t. those guys still think they’ve given me the best sex of my life but they were horrible. i faked it so i could get done with it and go home’ you took a sip of your drink despite answering.
‘so, anyway, yes i’ve faked it. many times’ you had concluded, looking directly at seungcheol when you said that. you didn’t mean to look at him, he was just there in your line of sight.
he also had this funny expression on his face, somewhere between amused and offended.
were you trying to tell him something?
seungcheol and you were in a (secret) friends with benefits thing. you didn’t really call it that but that’s what it was. it had happened as a result of another game of truth or drink around 3 months ago, and thankfully, every orgasm with him in those 3 months had been very much legit.
so, when you’d seen him outside the bathroom later you’d clarified.
‘you know i wasn’t talking about you, right?’ you reassured.
‘of course you weren’t’ he answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
it had annoyed you. no man should be that confident.
‘oh? confident much?’
he’d leaned in, a little too close for being in public, and said ‘i may not know a lot of things...but i know how to make a woman cum’
and as his thumb softly grazed your lips, he’d stated ‘i know how to make you cum’
‘do you?’ you retorted, moving back ‘or have i been faking it and you just think you’re doing a good job?’
you don’t know why but you kind of wanted to piss him off. i mean sure, you were sleeping with him, but seungcheol was your friend before a fuck and it was always fun messing with him. 
‘what are you trying to do?’ he’d asked, an eyebrow raised in mild annoyance.
is this a challenge?
‘i’m not trying to do anything’ big. fat. lies. ‘i’m just saying you’d never know’
sounds like a challenge to him.
(12:40 am)
‘please, no more!’ you move under his arms, writhing desperately.
‘answer the question’ he holds you in place, his grip tightening around you.
‘how many was that?’
‘f-fou-r’
‘did you fake that one?’ he asks softly.
‘no, i didn’t! i fucking swear!’ 
‘hmmn’ you feel a trail of gentle kisses travel up your neck ‘but you said i would never know, remember?’ 
seungcheol’s voice sounds sweet. so very sweet. but you know that tone—it's pure condescension masquerading as sweetness.
right now, you’re sitting on the floor, back pressed to seungcheol’s chest, locked in his heavy arms. 
after jun’s, he’d offered to drive you home, which had recently become code for ‘let’s go fuck’. and before you could even kiss him at your apartment, he’d grabbed your vibrator.
he’d made you sit in front of the floor length mirror, nestled in between his legs, with a towel laid out underneath as he played with you. were you getting pampered today? maybe.
it sure felt like it after the first orgasm, and the second. but when he’d moved on to your third before you were even done with the last, you realised what this was. a lesson. a lesson for running your mouth.
‘another one then, just to be sure’ he hums, before pressing the vibrator back against your clothed cunt.
40 minutes in and seungcheol hadn’t even bothered to take your panties off. there was something quite erotic about seeing that damp patch on your underwear spread as he made you cum over and over. proof, he called it. and by now you were soaked, the silky fabric clinging to your puffy lips.
you squirm at his words, fingers digging into his skin at the overstimulation. he doesn’t even flinch.
‘look what you’re making me do to you’ he clicks his tongue like it’s a pity. like he doesn’t fucking love it.
‘you know i want to let you go, right? but we just have to be sure so there’s no confusion about this in the future’
subtext: if you ever fucking insinuate that i can’t make you cum, i’ll make you cum until you’re begging me to stop.
you try and wriggle again, but there’s no point—you’re completely at his mercy.
‘tsk, don’t move around so much. you should rest now. you’ll need the energy’ he cooes.
you can only whine helplessly at his words as you feel your brain and body consumed by a familiar high. and so you cum again, moaning his name as you do.
‘how many?’ he asks while you’re still coming down from it.
‘f-five’ 
‘did you fake that one?’
you tell him you didn’t. you promise.
‘are you sure about that?’ 
‘i’m sure! seungcheol please’
‘hmmn’ for a second there he actually contemplates letting you go but your cocky little words ring in his ear.
‘i’m not’ sadistic fuck. and once again you feel the relentless vibration as you jerk forward, your legs clamping shut. immediately, seungcheol drags you back, his lips gathered in a pout of displeasure as he drapes one heavy leg over yours to spread you open. 
‘where are you going? hmmn?’ he presses the head against your throbbing clit, not letting up for even a second as he forces another orgasm out of you. your sixth.
drained. that’s how you feel after you cum, your body falling limp against his. ‘seungcheol, i’m done’ you whine feebly, hoping to garner a little sympathy.
‘no, no’ he shushes you ‘we’re not close to being done here. i haven’t even seen your pretty pussy yet. how can we be done?’
he leans forward, two fingers grabbing the fabric of your wet panties to pull them aside. ‘how pretty’ he smiles, gaze fixated on your slick cunt, and a split second later you hear the hum of the vibrator again. the second it touches your exposed cunt, a sharp gasp escapes your lips.
‘f-fuck’ you curse, feeling that knot in your stomach just a few minutes later.
‘coming already?’ he taunts as you end up giving him another. 
‘that makes seven’ he counts it for you like he’s helping you out. you’re not sure how far he wants to push you today, but you do know you need to make it easier for you somehow.
‘please…can’t anymore…the vibrator’ you manage to string together in between quick gasps. the intensity of it against your swollen clit is too much. you need relief—something soft, something warm, something gentle—like seungcheol’s fingers. 
after what seems like forever, the buzzing stops. ‘thank you’ you whimper and are met with a wry chuckle, his body shaking behind you.
‘you shouldn’t thank me yet’ he whispers. one of his big hands wraps around your throat giving it a light squeeze before sliding down your body to your cunt, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
‘so wet for someone who’s faking it’ he mutters to himself, thick fingers sliding in between your wet folds as he scoops up your arousal, pushing it back inside you. his finger slips in so easily that he adds a second. as he fucks you, fingers moving in and out, a vulgar squelching noise fills the room.
‘so fucking wet’ the softness of his voice now layered with something heavier. you can tell feeling you with his bare hands must’ve really turned him on. or at least that’s what his hard on pressing into your back is saying.
as you watch his fingers disappear inside you and come out all slick and shiny, your body somehow starts to crave another orgasm. 
he knows it too. the way your walls begin to squeeze around him as he curls his fingers up, two stimulating your g-spot, while his thumb rubs your clit, all working up an incredibly hard orgasm. 
‘go on…let me see you cum for me’ his voice is all you needed to hear, because a second later you come, for the eight time, gushing all over his fingers. 
‘look at yourself’ he commands.
you do, looking lazily at your reflection through tired eyes.
‘look’ he grabs your face, forcing you to look.
‘what’s that dripping out of you?’
your eyes drop to the towel that has a very telling wet patch on it. getting overstimulated with the vibrator always made you a little messy but not like this; never like this.
‘answer me’
‘cum’ and so much of it. the way it’s stained the towel, the way it’s spread all over your inner thighs, and the way it’s still dripping out of you is such a pretty sight for seungcheol.
but you’re exhausted. it was so intense and there’s no way you can do it again. 
‘seungcheol…i don’t have any left in me’ he can’t help but smile at your silly little statement.
‘no?’ he plays along, pulling you closer. his one hand grabs your breast, softly caressing it, before taking your nipple in between his fingers. his other, slides down to your swollen clit to rub in slow circles. and finally, his soft lips kiss down your neck, peppering little pecks along the way before stopping at that spot that only he knows exists. and as he stimulates all three so slowly and sensually, you feel your body start to betray you. 
‘when did you turn into such a little liar, hmm?’ he asks, feeling your body start to tense up like it always did before release. he knows this feeling, he’s felt this over and over for the past three months—you can’t fool him. and as you bite back your moans, it takes over, and you cum again. number nine. seungcheol smiles to himself, and doesn’t stop.
he keeps going despite you just having given him one. it’s sore and sensitive but the way his lips have latched on to that spot on your neck it’s impossible not to surrender.
in a consistent rhythm he builds your high back up - neck. breasts. clit. you look at yourself in the reflection and god, it’s so erotic. the way he’s holding you—tight and completely under his control, his arms flexing as he masturbates you—makes you dizzy.
you want to curse and scream as you cum but you’re too overstimulated to formulate a single thought. only eager little moans spill out of your mouth.
‘go on, i know you want to’ he coaxes as you do, thrashing and tugging at the fabric of his pants.
‘i thought you had no more left in you?’ he teases as you come down from your tenth.
maybe it was a lie before but now you really don’t. isn’t 10 enough? he has to be satisfied with that. there’s a few seconds of silence when you think he might be. he lulls you into a false sense of security as your eyes fall shut, and then the sick sound of the vibrator fills the room again. no.
‘what do i need to do?’ your eyes sting with regret as you feel it touch your extremely sensitive clit.
you know what you need to do. you just don’t want to do it.
he pushes it harder, toying with you. fine.
‘i’m sorry, okay?’ a desperate apology finally spills out. 
‘i take it back! you would know if you made me cum’ you whine. he says nothing, simply increasing the intensity.
‘i’m sorry’ your voice breaks as two perfect tears roll down your cheeks. until now, seungcheol had only ever pushed you to tears from the denial of pleasure, never from too much of it. he finds it incredibly arousing.
‘you’re so fucking cute when you’re desperate’ he says, looking at your pathetic reflection in the mirror. you look so pretty with those wet eyes and a dripping wet pussy that he suddenly feels forgiving.
‘cum for me again and i’ll let you go’ he kisses your neck. a wet little kiss.
‘i can’t’ you cry, tears flowing free now. ‘i can’t’ 
‘you can’ and you will for him.
‘you’re going to give me one more’ he says like you have no choice in the matter and presses the vibrator harder against you as you grab onto his arms. 
‘shhh, don’t cry. be a good girl now and cum for me again. then i’ll believe you’ he cooes.
‘show me…show me how you can’t fake it with me’
as your start to spasm, your body shaking under him, you let out a moan, half of pleasure, half of exhaustion. you grip him harder, nails leaving red scratches all over his pale skin as the orgasm takes over.
he watches, fascinated at how you’re still giving him body shaking, toe curling orgasms after this many; at how your body moves at his command. he’s satisfied.
finally, you hear the buzzing stop as he puts the vibrator away. he wraps both arms around you, holding you in a tight embrace, his lips brushing against your ear.
‘how many was that?’
‘eleven’ you admit, not believing the number coming out of your mouth.
he smiles. god, it feels really fucking good to have been proved right 11 times. his eyes drop to the mess you’ve made—on the towel, on his hands, between your own legs and he feels extremely smug.
‘so, did you learn your lesson?’ he asks sweetly, placing a single kiss on your shoulder.
‘yes! i did. i promise!’ 
did you? well, if this is your punishment you may just have to piss him off again.
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will-o-the-wips · 6 months
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Fuck it! Whump 'tro
Hello, I am Howl 👋 I have lurked in the corners of the community and I'm finally getting to the point where Don't Give A Fuck is overtaking Shame so im about to be everyones problem. (Not really, I'm just gonna exist and maybe creep closer to talking to people)
Mostly I'm reblogging stuff I like or stuff for reference. Kinda don't really know how to write whump, but that's what research is for. That said if I do write whump it's probably gonna be unrealistic anyway.
I feel like a bit of an outlier bc I don't really like whumping live action characters, and I haven't yet found the cartoon/game groups yet, but I'll find it eventually, probably. OCs, though - now that's really where it's at :3
I'm still learning the community tag system, so if I miss something, someone tell me please 🙏 there's not exactly a handbook for this kinda thing haha
Uhhhhh I dunno what else to put here, ima go back to research k bye ✌️
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wynnyfryd · 2 months
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🌙 writing patterns pt. 2 ⭐️
Rules: list the last line of the same 10 fics you shared opening lines for and see if there's a pattern!
(aka i said ‘i wanna’ and @jewishrat420 said DO ITT thank you for enabling me)(part 1 with opening lines is here)
Wishes, more than anything, that he didn’t wake up alone.* [i don’t know, you figure it out]
Steve reaches out his hand and knows he’ll make it there this time. [plot holes]
“I’m calling us a cab.” [troll toll]
"Maybe we call him in the morning." [biting you biting you biting you- oh! kissing you!]
And he loves how breathy Steve sounds when he answers, “Yes, sir.” [it was love, love alone]
No, but someone might. [the kind of charm we need]
Who has time for normal human interactions, anyway? He’s got a boy to call. [nine of diamonds]
He steps over the edge. [at the bottom you’ll find all our friends]
But he’s got a lifetime of little moments left, and he’s ready to see the next one. “Lead the way.” [Satanic Ritual: DO NOT WATCH!!]
Oh, fuck you. “Fine. Sunrise it is, sweetheart.” [blue dream]
tagging @griefabyss69 @jamiethegardener55 @runninriot @teddywesworl @jewishrat420 and anyone else who would like to play a sequel round ✌️
*the first one is the last sentence as of ch. 11 in a wip but can you imagine if i just ended the fic like that lmaoooo
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teekays · 2 months
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Hellloooo fellow kj lover. If you would like to yap I would love to hear your favorite kj ships?
HELLOOOOO i am SO sorry i didn't see this when you sent it because trust and believe i would've dropped everything to respond... but here we are NOW and isn't that lovely...
anyway i do love a little kj op... why mess with a classic! i think it is so great when a pissy little bitch has a guy (especially a boring guy that makes everyone else go seriously? him?) who makes them go all 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 and lets them do stuff that they'd rip anyone else's head off for and i love kj's ardent love of someone bigger than him <3 i also am soooo deeply obsessed w the kj patrik laine possibilities... he fucked that rookie.... i'm an adam fantilli . hater is not the right word. i just simply find his vibe a little off. but i do think it's soooo funny that he's obsessed with kj and if she wanted to give him the time of day well i would allow it because i support women. also love whatever is happening with kj and mason mctavish (and also cbedard but that always makes me PERSONALLY feel kind of weird because he's like a sad little baby kitten to me) i personally have never been able to get into whatever mm has got going on but i DO like to dabble a little... there are some real geniuses out there doing beautiful thoughts about this...
also this is literally just for me and my own enjoyment but i do have a vision of bordy and kj together where they're like... mildly toxic (in the sense that they're in college and bordy is really good at pissing kj off and kj can't stop herself from engaging and letting bordy know exactly how annoyed she is) reluctant best friends where bordy is always trying to give kj makeovers because she's like 'you're sooo pretty and maybe if you started acting like it you'd be able to do something other than make heart eyes at owen. which we can all see btw.' and kj is very -_- about it but she still lets it happen and they do make out sloppy style sometimes... there's a whole plot there i promise i've thought about this extensively.... if you were WONDERING this is what the fit n full tag is ✌️ okay im done for now thank you for giving me a PLATFORM
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starlight-library · 3 months
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writing smut about real people is so weird wtf
well this wasn’t something i was expecting to wake up to so good morning to you as well anon. you can find it weird and not like. that's fine but here are a few things.
first and foremost this is RPF: Real-person fiction. It's just like the name states! It's fictional.
second i don't exclusively write smut. I know you're probably side eyeing like "that's a lie" but I don't! I actually have some SFW things in the works to come out this month as well.
last thing is (and can be controversial take but) i'm not doing anything harmful. it is harmless writing. im not shouting it from the rooftops or anything. i'm not shoving (or trying to anyway) it down anybody's throat. I am on here writing into the void because it's harmless fun.
also another hot take: they probably don't even bat an eye. they are probably super busy with everything else they got going on to really care about it or even know that it exist. now if someone--like a driver for example-- came forward and said they're uncomfortable with this existing or would like boundaries place about what is and isn't written guess what?
I WILL BE RESPECTING THAT SHIT
'okay so this driver doesn't want any fics' delete. 'okay so this driver made some boundaries' cool i know what i can and cannot write. do you know what has happened? neither of those things! why? because they probably don't know this exist or have the time to bat an eye about this shit.
again it’s fiction at the end of the day. it is harmless fiction i am just writing. if you like it, you like it! if you don't, that's cool too! you don't have to read! i'm posting this shit for free just for fun! nobody has to read my shit!
also hey. psssst: you are responsible for your own media consumption btw!
your media consumption does not fall onto me. i ain't the one. i make sure my shit is tagged. you may not like it but if you clearly skip over the tags - the whole warning portion i put BEFORE the fic - then i don't know what else to tell you dawg fr.
it's like a friend suggesting a book and informing you that there are trigger warnings. they send you the list of triggers. you ignore the list and read then turn around like "why didn't you tell me about this??" ???? like???? uhhhh no.
also to anyone else who reads my things: please read the warnings. for the love of god that's all i ask. i'm begging.
but anyway. yeah. you can find it weird and wonder wtf is going on but this ain't what we doing. curator your dashboard for yourself. i ain't changing my shit. never had never will idc if i'm weird for it. i know i am weird, always have been always will be. mute the tags, mute my blog, block my blog for fuck sakes idc but this? is not what we're gonna do.
anyway, i'm gonna go finally have my energy drink and go write and vibe, have the day you deserve anon ✌️
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beyondxmeasure · 2 years
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Find A Word - WIP Game
Feeling pretty good about myself that I'm responding to this tag within this century...LOL! I knew it would take me a while to gather my WIPS and words, but here I am. Thanks for the tag @zanniscaramouche
I don't know who else has already played/been tagged or whatever, as always play if you wanna, ignore if you don't. ✌️💙
Tagging at random... @homosociallyyours @larrydoinglaundry @larrieblr @parmahamlarrie @freestylinson @sitandadmire @fearlesslysweetcreature @canyoncurl @vlnylstyles @creamcoffeelou @tommokat @louandhazaf @hazzabeeforlou @haztobegood @kingsofeverything @allwaswell16 @othercinemastan @finelinegynandromorph @louistomlionson @adoremelikeasunflower19 @jaerie @londonfoginacup @princelyharry @thinlinez @zjofierose @evilovesyou @fallinglikethis @lululawrence @brightgolden @berzerkshires
My Words: Feel - Sound - Neck - Home
Your Words To Find: Surprise - Method - Award - Cage - Pleasure
Use all 5 if you want (if you have that many WIPs!), or mix and match... have fun!
✂️ Snippets under the cut because... 🙊 some are naughty 🙊
FEEL
Push A Button and Rewind- A 1990's AU Part Two of Arcades & Lemonade Series
An amusement park line brings them together. Their paths align again at the same summer cottages for a weeklong summer vacation after sharing a brief kiss in the tunnel of the Big Dipper. It might’ve been just a kiss on a coaster, but Harry wants more. Time isn’t on his side, and the skater boy staying next door isn’t making it easy. With nothing in common, they drive each other crazy, yet something pulls them together at every turn. Free-spirited Harry’s determined to make the most of the week, breaking down Louis’ walls over surf lessons, pancake breakfasts and late-night bonfire hangouts with new friends. But out of everyone they’ve met, Harry doesn’t expect it to be another girl getting in the way. 
Coming-of-age confusion, summer fling, or something more? 
Summer fun, something’s begun… will Louis figure out what he wants before the week’s over, or will love be drifting away before it’s time to pack up and go home?
[*This snippet includes some period-typical homophobic language.]
“Fuck you,” Louis responds, playfully chucking the paper back at Stan as he walks over to join the boys at the air hockey table. “Harry’s not my girlfriend or my boyfriend, you dick wad, and I’m not pining away over anyone, for your information.” Louis informs him, pointedly. “I’m just tired. Not used to the crappy cottage beds yet, you know?”
“He sure is pretty, though, eh?” Stan elbows Louis with a goading smirk. “Eh, eh?”
“Fuck off!” Louis laughs, in what he hopes appears to be good-natured, trying his best to go along with the ribbing. “He’s not even my type. Not that I’m gay, or anything,” he answers quickly, feeling the bottom drop out of his stomach as he tests the waters. “But–”
“Ooh, oh!” Stan teases. His eyes go wide, and he steps back on his heels, looking like the cat that got the cream. “So, what would be your type, then, Tommo, if you were gonna bat for the other team?” He crosses his arms, eagerly waiting for Louis’ response.
Louis looks over to Oli, still standing poised and ready on his end of the air hockey table, equally stunned and dumbfounded waiting on bated breath, then looks back at Stan, who clearly isn’t ready for a truthful answer, but digs deep for some resolve, anyway. 
“Tall, brown hair, gorgeous smile,” Louis pauses, gulping in a mouthful of air. It’s like he’s back at the top of that roller coaster with Harry again, about to plummet over the edge. He can’t believe he’s really going to do this, but at the last second he finishes with, “...and big tits,” feeling gutless and defeated, he paints on a smug grin, knowing he’s anything but on the inside. “Psych!”
The other boys explode with laughter, realizing it was a joke. 
“Oh, my god, Tommo! Fucking-A, that was a good one!” Stan barks out between cackles. “I was freaking out there for a second. I thought you were about to tell us you were fuckin’ queer or some shit. Okay, you and Harry need to come up with a better style of comedy. My blood pressure can’t take all this in one day!” 
“Seriously, though! But can you imagine? Holy shit!” Oli considers, sounding scandalized.
“Oh, I know, right? That would be totally crazy!” Louis says, with a dry laugh, dismissing the thought entirely as he regulates his heartbeat and squeezes a trembling fist into his pocket, while the other combs unsteadily through his sandy brown fringe, casually wiping away the hint of sweat gathering at his brow.
“Well, you’ve got three out of four with El, so that ain’t bad,” Stan says with a shrug, referring to Eleanor, giving Louis a backhanded smack on his bicep. “But she can always get a boob job or something, right?”
“Right. Yeah, sure.” Louis offers a conciliatory nod to his unsuspecting friend.
SOUND
Push A Button and Rewind- A 1990's AU Part Two of Arcades & Lemonade Series
Harry’s always been an early riser and quite enjoys being alone with the stillness of the first morning light, watching everything come alive. The quiet slowly overtaken by the stirring of everyone around him and the familiar sights, sounds, and smells. He sits on the enclosed front porch, a ceramic mug nestled snugly between his hands, and watches the world go by as he savors every sip of his French roast. 
Fog rolls in off the ocean and begins to lift, bringing with it a faint, briny sea breeze. A sheen of morning dew covering the grass burns off with the heat from the first rays of sunlight, leaving a soft, hazy veil to hang in the air. Harry soaks in every noise of the summer symphony like a sponge. The buzzing insects, crickets and birds chirping intermittently, an ambient cacophony of sounds that will soon be drowned out by the hustle and bustle of the day’s activities. 
NECK
Twisted Fate Interlude- A Continuation of A Simple Twisted Fate
Louis is enjoying his time away from Twisted Fate Tattoos, a little more than he expected, getting very comfortable with life on the road with Harry. They wake up in a hotel room after an eventful evening and pick up right where they left off, making the most of their lazy morning in together... and their late check-out.
Louis’ permission is all he is waiting for to let go. Harry’s whines and pleas get louder as he pulls Louis closer, clutching him tightly against his chest. 
“You like being daddy’s good little pet, don’t you?” With two gentle fingers, Louis coaxes Harry’s chin upward to gain access to more of his boy’s snow-white complexion, wanting the salt of his supple skin on his tongue. Soft kisses from determined yet patient lips dot a path, starting at the spot below Harry’s ear. This is where he would normally come undone at the whisper of any contact. But Harry remains resolute, wanting to show Louis he can be patient too, knowing his daddy will always give him what he needs. 
“Mmm-hmm,” Harry answers, head swimming in a haze of endorphins, ready to float away. “Nnnghh–Just wanna be good for you, daddy,” Harry whines into the air, letting his head fall back as Louis takes control, takes what he wants. Harry is happy to give it to him.
Louis continues, grazing a delicate path following the long line of his neck down to his collarbone. 
“Don’t float away just yet, baby-doll,” Louis purrs into Harry’s ear, as if to read his mind, plush lips pressing into warm skin. “I’ve barely even started with you.” His chuckle is low enough and vibrates right through Harry, sending an electrical charge right up his spine. 
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I Wish I Knew How To Quit You- (The Bootcamp Fic)
Fitness Instructor Harry/Reluctant Louis tries to quit smoking and win a bet with his sister, who drags him to her bootcamp class. In the end, he might just win more than that new FIFA game he was promised.
“You are really something else, you know that?” She scoffs. 
“Hey, you’re the one attempting to drag me anywhere before noon, and to tag along to your stupid bootcamp no less. Fucking brilliant idea, sis. Just brilliant.” He bites back. “I don’t have to be here. I should be home under my covers at this ungodly hour.”
“Lou, it’s half eight. Most of the world is up and at ‘em by now. Not quite the ungodly hour, I’d say.” She taps his thigh reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Six more classes after this. You’ll get used to it.” 
“I won’t. I really, really won’t.” Louis digs his proverbial heels in.
“Well, even if you don’t. I’m still dragging your lazy arse to class with me.” Lottie doesn’t back down. She knows her brother is all sass, but a true softie on the inside. “Louis, are you going to be a right prick about this for the next two months? You took the gift certificate, and you agreed to come to class. We shook on this bet. Besides, I know you. You’re the most competitive person I know. Doesn’t matter if it’s racing to the end of the street or chugging a pint. You don’t have it in you to lose. And I know you want that new FIFA!”
“I’m a grown man, Lottie.” Louis grumbles. “I don’t need this stupid bet to get my own FIFA game–”
Lottie glares at her brother knowingly. “That’s not the point, and you know it. You’ve always gotta be the one who does it the fastest, longest, most, least… whatever it is. You can’t stand to lose, and this will be no different. Trust me.”
Louis raises one doubtfully groggy eye at his sister. “I will do no such thing! Last time you said that you were handing me a gift certificate to a bootcamp class telling me I’d love and now look where that got me,” he fusses. “Even if you had a point, which I’m not saying you do, it’s far too early for you to be making this much sense, and I am not nearly caffeinated enough to be entering into any more agreements with you.”
“Jesus Christ, you're in a mood." Lottie groans, rolling her eyes, and lets out an irritated sigh. "Louis, I’m just takin’ the piss! My god, giving up those smokes has got you more wound up than I thought.”
“I’m sorry, Lotts,” Louis apologizes, letting out a sigh of his own. “I’m just having a rough morning. It’s early, and I woke up with a really massive craving, yeah? Can we stop for a cuppa on the way? I think I just need some caffeine to set me straight.”
“We’re already late! No way. We’ll pop off to get one on the way home, alright?”
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nonsensegnomes · 2 years
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bestie what are your top nine favorite movies atm
oooh good question <3 well like i said i'm discovering i've covered way more ground in tv over the last few years (which i'm gonna rectify soooooonnnnnn i think, got a lot of exciting recs from that recent tag game!!) so this is pitifully basic, but like in terms of what i'm thinking about Right This Moment:
the hitcher – slightly deranged about this ever since i saw it last week, a movie perfectly tuned to my preferences <3 love love LOVE the main performances & the dreamy atmosphere & the cinematography; just! the americana of it all!! plus there is soooo much to dig into, like the folkloric resonances (i mean the vanishing hitchhiker story HELLO), the gay panic (as in the actual original homophobic meaning) every shot of the first half hour is just LACED with, that scene where he puts the coins over his eyes in the diner.... obsessssssssssed.
the black phone – okay so i watched this last night & it might fade from the faves over the next few days but rn i can't stop Picking at it. genuinely Disturbed me a couple times so 🙈👍 ethan hawke ATE, the little girl playing the sister KILLED it, and my friend pj should've had more screentime so the sets of siblings could parallel each other or something but wcyd ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i am a little I Can Fix It about some of its clunkier plot points, but the main conceit of the phone fucked soooooo hard i can forgive it 💖
it 2017 – listen. i have been feeling this rewatch approaching all summer & as soon as i get my grubby hands on a projector (as god intended this movie to be watched <3), august is going to be thee month for it!!! idk it just has a very dear place in my heart 💕 like everyone else i did have a 2019 breakdown despite its many Many flaws, but the first one remains That Bitch w/ the perfect pacing & ending... coming of age film that just happens to have a clown in it babey!! also always going to care about eddie kaspbrak unfortunately 😔
nausicaä of the valley of the wind – my fave ghibli movie!! What Is There To Say. it was the first one i saw before i was aware everyone went insane about like hmc & princess monoke (which i also adore!!), so at first i was just Captivated by the animation genius & the Weirdness & the design of those bugs... it just plucks at something in me, like this is PRECISELY the kind of post-apocalyptic story i can enjoy, like what a coherent & hopeful environmental message that's, well, not subtle but certainly managed with a very deft touch!!!
fight club – sorry for being a film bro :/ anyway go look at this important piece of LGBT history
the death of stalin – love a comedy where everything falls apart around & also due to a bunch flailing back-stabbing incompetent idiots, so of course an armando iannucci joint always hits the spot <3 just SUCH alarming pettiness & cruelty that you have to laugh in the face of it ohhhh my godddddd
southern comfort – okay so kinda cheating with this docu, but it just impacted me sooooooo deeply the first time i saw it & i still go back and rewatch every once in a while. despite how sad it gets at the end, it actually is one of those things that gives me Real hope bc the whole thing is just about love & community & the radical Comfort transness allows you to find in yourself 💕💕💞💖 i would definitely rec it to absolutely everyone, it's only 90 mins & absolutely Life-Changing; i think there was a clip going round here a while ago about how affirming t4t love can be, and imo that just sums up the whole vibe. rest in power robert eads ✊😔
fire walk with me – well this is my favourite movie of all time despite the fact that i can NEVER ever watch it again ✌️ like i am well aware that it is technically kinda all over the place, what with david seeing fit to make the first half hour just "fbi procedural david bowie cameo now THIS character says something ominous & incomprehensible" but also. i Do Not Care bc the next hour + a half made me cry so hard it took me like 5 hrs to watch it; jesus CHRIST she was just a kid who needed someone to reach out and help her!!! laura i would have done so much cocaine with you & kept you alive forever!!!!!! also lynch's weird cryptic storytelling just appeals to me personally bc the way the meaning comes more from the audience's emotional response makes it kinda work on the same level as a folk tale for me, which i loveeeeeeeeeee unpicking; saw a post once about fwwm being structured like the saint's life of a martyr and !!! that is exactly It!
stardust – an all-time favourite, i mean the costumes! the pacing! the fun twists on fantasy tropes! the sheer CAMPINESS of it all!!! the way the plotlines converge in the end WOWED me as a child and to this day every time i watch another fantasy movie i'm like. Well You're Not Stardust Are You :/
& honourable mention to those films always occupying some part of my brain, that i can mouth along with from memory just because they are so comforting to me: tsn, the princess bride, 10 things i hate about you, pride 2014, bend it like beckham, saw (this nearly made the main list but like. too obvious.), the parent trap (1998 version), the karate kid
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judaswail · 1 year
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110% agree on ur tags about rush - teatro d’ira is SUCH a fucking good album from start to finish, and i was excited for the release of rush but it was so disappointing? i don’t think i made it through all seventeen tracks because they were either mediocre or actively irritating - shit like bla bla bla or kool kids, like maybe they might be vaguely satirical or tongue in cheek songs but they’re executed so poorly that i can’t tell. also parts of it seem to suffer from tiktok-syndrome where it seems like they’re trying to get another viral snippet at the expense of yknow. the whole song.
anyway sorry for complaining in ur ask box, just glad to see someone else who thinks it sucks balls <3
omg don't apologize i agree completely!! just the other day i fully relistened to teatro d'ira and it's so weird how they seem to be an entirely different band - sound AND lyrics wise. just like you i couldn't stand to fully listen to that album it was so repetitive and mediocre, and sadly it is the exact kind of record i had been expecting from them at that point: my friend introduced me to maneskin when they were still competing in x factor and i actually started really liking them with teatro d'ira, so knowing that there would be a part 2 was pretty awesome (SIGH). so anyway they won sanremo and then eurovision and literally blew up, and that kind of success is what i feel ended up screwing them over in the long run: it's one thing to play along for a little while with the image the world has of you, of the sexy horny eccentric italians, another to fully commit to it, cause the joke gets real old real fast and it kinda leads you nowhere. and so right after esc they released mamma mia which kinda sucked imo but they said it was just a song to have fun and relax after such a stressful journey so it was fine. then they fired their original manager, and like DAYS after winning esc. and at the time i didn't want to pass judgement cause obviously it was none of my business and what do i know about the music industry anyway, but now I can't help but feel like they did it in favour of someone who would be more able to handle and increase their new found fame as international stars, if that makes sense (this is also considering the fact that they didn't seem to part ways on good terms, their former manager seemed pretty bummed about it on twitter if memory serves me well). ANYWAYS, then they released supermodel, and as we say in italy, si commenta col silenzio. at that point i was almost certain we would be getting a bunch of songs all built upon one repetitive riff, with sexy/tongue in cheek/unserious lyrics. which was the formula for i wanna be your slave, the ONLY song that sounded like that on teatro d'ira, and coincidentally is also the perfect tik tok formula. in hindsight i should have probably given up my hopes for teatro d'ira vol 2 back in 2022 cause after sanremo they said it would come out in like. december 2021 lmao. so anyway SORRY FOR RANTING EL O EL. i just get really mad about this when i stop and think about it cause!! these guys are good musicians!! and just from a lyrical standpoint damiano CAN write insanely beautiful songs. like bro went from THIS:
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like even his love songs went downhill
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SO HERE IS TO HOPING THEY COME TO THEIR SENSES AND SOME DAY RELEASE TEATRO D'IRA VOL 2 WITH BEAUTIFUL DIVERSE AND DEEP SONGS✌️to cleanse here is the only video of the only song ever:
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galvanizedfriend · 2 years
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find the word writing tag
I was tagged by @highgaarden for the words point, upward, burrow and steam. Had to cheat a little bit. 😬 Thanks for tagging me, friend!
point - Random Fic (I'm so good at titles 😌)
"Klaus and Caroline?" Caroline gets this tiny bit insulted that Hayley would sound so shocked at the thought of the two of them having a thing - especially considering everyone and their sister appears to have had a thing with Klaus at one point or another, so why not her? What exactly about her screams Klaus wouldn't go there? But then she remembers how she used Satan's Spawn to refer to Klaus more than a few times in the last week alone, and - well, she should be more insulted at herself for suddenly feeling left out of the I Fucked Klaus Mikaelson Club.
upward - The Wolf 2x07 outtake
Klaus smiles like a cat as she keeps threading her fingers through the soft curls on his head, and then his lips kick upwards just that tiny bit more when his gaze drops from her face to her destroyed gown, pooled awkwardly around her waist. "You're gonna leave me without clothes one of these days," she teases. He arches his eyebrows. "Is that supposed to be a critique?"
burrow - from the next chapter of Vice&Virtue
He's thinking of snatching a bottle of whiskey from the study and burrowing himself in the library for an hour or so when he spots Lady Elizabeth. He imagined she'd be at the ballroom with her ever hawkish eyes glued to her niece as she's made the center of all attentions in the arms of the Duke. Instead, she's escaped to the hall, and stands all by her lonesome self, admiring the ghoulish portraits lining the walls. It's practically an invitation.
steam - The Wolf 3x16
Her mind was racing when she stepped under the steamy shower. The idea of inviting Klaus to join her crossed her mind. They could both use some adult times to take the edge off. But Eve was showing no signs of exhaustion yet, and Caroline desperately needed to wash off some of the tension knotting her muscles and burdening her thoughts. And anyway, watching after a toddler would probably give Klaus enough distraction from all the million little things about the hotel he has hated oh-so-much and are apparently some kind of personal offense to him.
I have no idea if there was an actual rule about only searching WIPs or unpublished work, but that's what I did. 🤣
I now tag @definedareasofuncertainty, @helpless-in-sleep, @bellemorte180 and @supremeuppityone for the words deep, gentle, murder and baby. 😬 But only if you're comfortable, of course!
Also, if anyone else would like to play, just tag me so I can see your answer. ✌️
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Oh and P.S. I really love your responses to posts and tags - they’re hilarious and 100% honest and I love that. Anyway, Lexa rules and honestly fuck everyone else. ✌️
FUCKING YAAAAASSSS
HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY DAY TO LEXA KOM TRIKRU
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pinkmoogle · 3 years
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Coming out of my cave after literal years of inactivity and writer’s block to throw shade at someone who took the time out of their day to leave the shittiest comment on my work that I’ve ever received in my entire life.
1.) I hope you’re hungry, because you can sit down and make a meal out of my entire ass. Anyway.
2.) If someone’s work isn’t your cup of tea, move along to something else rather than dedicate your own time and energy to making the author feel like garbage on matters that you personally don’t agree with. You clearly have no grasp on what’s appropriate or not; a simple ‘this went in a different direction than I’d have liked because your style has changed and I just can’t agree with it’ would have sufficed just fine. If I don’t like a piece of fanfiction, do you know what I do...? I find something else. I promise it’s not as difficult as it sounds.
3.) I don’t write for you, peaches. You don’t pay my salary. You don’t control my life in any way, shape, form, or fashion, and with all of that in mind, do understand that I don’t owe you jack shit when it comes to what I choose to write. While your opinions are valid, that does NOT give you the right to be so insulting toward a writer and their fic that hasn’t been updated since 2017. I literally cannot tell you to blow me enough.
4.) Perhaps I should have included a ‘Dubious Consent’ tag to begin with, (before you shit your pants, don’t worry - I’m adding it after I post this), so I take full responsibility for that when it comes to a ‘lack of warning’, I suppose.
5.) If FDiGQ?????????????????? disturbed you, you should reconsider reading fanfiction as a general whole. I mean that as respectively as possible. 
6.) Before anyone decides to remark on any potential ‘inconsideration’ for the overall point of this person’s comment, please understand that I believe their concerns to be 100% valid and am in no way arguing against them. I am, however, expressing disgust at insulting, hurtful and unnecessary commentary that was in no way called for or deserved.
7.) Please see #2.
8.) Please see #2.
9.) Please see #2.
TLDR;  If you don’t like a piece of fanfiction because of the content, please move on to something else that’s more adhered to what you’re looking for without being an asshole about it. 
Your piece of fucking garbage comment has been removed from my work. Have a nice day. ✌️ ✨
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shonhalock · 2 years
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I posted 254 times in 2021
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Longest Tag: 59 characters
#i think spock solves too many problems with them mind melds
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All Vulcan crew. Lots of handsome, but also how does this happen? Feels like it would violate some kind of Space Equal Employment Opportunity thing, no? I wonder if this happens under Vulcan captains... They make the workload so rigorous, every one else is like peace the fuck out ✌️
Anyway, one of these dudes is Solok.
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I gotta appreciate that The Way of Kolinahr gives us cool Vulcan names and also this guy should calm down a little
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I was gonna clean this up before posting but yadda yadda yadda here's my girl T'Pau
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