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Giants getting the zoomies. Tinies getting the zoomies. Sizeshifters getting the zoomies with their random growth/shrink spurts. You agree, no questions asked.
#g/t#giant/tiny#giant tiny#gt#giant#g/t community#gt community#ouuuuu#shower thoughts something nyoom#bongos binted
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Y'know when you just get into that tiny yearning mode so bad you start to feel a weird sensation of being "too big"? Does the opposite happen to giant-identifiers too?
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GAME IS ALMOST FINISHED UPDATING AHHHHHHH I’M SO EXCITED I’M GRINNING. HELLO. 6.2
#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#⋯ ꒰ა ffxiv ໒꒱ *·˚#i'll wait for artemis tho to update her game as well <3 like the good sibling i am ;>#i am so excited oh my god ... meanwhile i will shower & do my homework !!! nothing is really urgent so it's fine for me to play a bit HEHE
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Market Day- Toto Wolff x Black! Caribbean Reader
Author's Note: This one shot is based on another function of Caribbean Life. Going to the Market or Farmer's Market to get fresh food for the household is a normal occurrence and Toto decides to tag along with you and assist.
Saturday mornings are usually a staple of your household. That's the day when you head down to the local farmer's market and pick up the much-needed fruits, produce (ground provisions), & seasoning herbs for the meats and fish. Today, you wake at the crack of dawn to get ready. Toto was fast asleep during the summer shutdown taking the much-needed rest from flying for weeks at a time. This is usually a solo trip, so going out and returning in record times is an art form for you.
All that you needed was in your car, you proceed to leave a note so that he knew your whereabouts and with that, you're off for another fruitful Saturday morning.
Mini time skip..........
You're already halfway through your list when your phone begins ringing.
Hello
"Good Morning darling, I see you've left me all alone", your love speaks playfully.
"Morning to you as well Toto. I decided to let you sleep in because GOD KNOWS you need it and market trips have always been a solo task for me. Plus, I'm getting all the ingredients for SOUP SATURDAY!!", you state matter of factly.
"So where are you?", you inquire.
Turn around.
What!?!?", your voice
In doing what's instructed, you observe your boyfriend in some dry-fit shorts, a t-shirt with silver arrow logos, and some aviator shades with sneakers completing his relaxed outfit. Knowing Toto he always wore the love for his team on his sleeve in both figurative and literal senses. He jogs up to you with a bright smile on his face, one that you've come to love in your three years together.
"Im surprised to see you here, I thought you would be sleeping in since Saturdays' are usually my day", you profess as you hand him one of your market bags.
"Well, I couldn't let my darling do her shopping unaccompanied. Not only that it's a perfect way to catch up and spoil yourself with the florals you admire soo much", the statuesque man states with his accented speech seeping into your bones.
"Well, there's still a few more things that need to be purchased and since I already have meat seasoned for cooking, I say when we arrive home I can make us some soup. Judging the clouds it's going to be a heavy rain shower." you speak observing the bleak sky.
"Ahhh yes, soup is always comforting on a rainy day," he says smiling.
A fruitful trip was completed, you both were now home and cutting up vegetables for a hearty lunch. Dancehall and Soca music is blasting throughout the kitchen which is typical of a Saturday Morning. Toto observes you dancing along to the music and even finds himself nodding along to its infectious beat.
"So its always this noisy when you're back home?", he inquires as he sits near the granite countertop.
"Yes, this is a pretty normal vibe for a Caribbean household. Sometimes I would do my Saturday chores on a Friday so I wouldn't have to and the second Saturday or whenever the funds arrive would be market day. After coming home, I would assist my grandma in making soup, my favorite is Chicken foot and I would add ramen noodles to it as well. Early afternoon we would either bake homemade bread or coconut bake'', you profess wistfully as you think of your island home.
"I think that's quite sweet and I'm glad that you're able to share this part of your life with me,'' he confessed.
"I hope I can drag your butt for Trinidad & Tobago Carnival, get some seasoning in you as well as a little more colour, the fangirls I know would appreciate it, me being a major one," you say as you shut the stove off and begin to distribute the food.
The rain finally came down as you both began to eat, the warmness of the soup filling your soul, and the man sharing his love making you feel even more cozy.
#toto wolff#mercedes amg petronas#f1#toto wolff x black!reader#Caribbean Life#f1 x black!reader#SoundCloud
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Answering a few asks below.
Please don’t read if theorising regarding relationships isn’t your thing.
I am still not sure what to think about this whole thing so I’m letting myself theorise big time. You’ve been warned.
Makes sense that this marriage has always been open if this is how it got to be in the first place. I know people want to believe in Disney like marriages but unfortunately usually it’s a little different. But hey her career basically became creating their image on social media and to make the marriage a brand and majority believed in the perfect marriage so job well done. But something could never click for me and at least I think it makes sense now why.
Quite interesting though… when you have this type of a marriage, this is if we consider it hasn’t turned into full on genuine love over time… what happens when along comes a man completely and utterly in love with your guy and your guy genuinely falls for him too? The real genuine love and adoration. Must be an… experience. Threatened/insecure/“mine” posts make a little more sense now. Agreement to let them be too. And sudden massive PDA to calm down the insecurity too. Of course maybe it did turn into proper love over time and it’s simply normal Poly arrangement. I’m just thinking when you play with fire, wrap yourself into a relationship that didn’t come to be from pure love, and then someone comes in and showers him in that real love… sorry it’s just that hearing DT suggesting he thinks there’s someone out there for him still (was he starving for the real deal?) made me think about this. Unless I remember what he said wrong but I don’t have time to listen to the whole thing lol.
But yeah, DT, it’s a Welshman apparently. Would you have guessed.
Well we know the answer to that question. Of course it wouldn’t be okay.
It doesn’t trigger me, but if there is one thing I will tell every single woman out there, every time, please never ever stalk a dude, tattoo his name over yourself, and chase until you get pregnant and hope he chooses you over a career. If the rest of the story is true too with her dad… Lord, why.
Always fear a beautiful Welsh man coming in and swooping the man away with genuine love and romance.
NG pretending he had no idea is such a full on bullshit. Dude really gave three roles to the family - the father in law, the son, and wanted GT in it too but she apparently said no. Bruh what are you even doing. Or is this DT desperately trying to get the whole family to work. I don’t even know anymore but I’m sad it’s happening in a show I like so much. Where’s Wally? Or Tennant in fact.
I always find it funny when people believe the persona DT created. I do think he’s genuinely a funny good dude, but he’s not an innocent baby people want him to be. He’s over 50 years old and has been in the business for majority of his life. He knows exactly what, when and how to say. I think he knows exactly what he’s doing now too and he sorted out BAFTAs for the three of them perfectly too. The interviews, the name dropping, the paid for articles, the PDA, the sketch. He’s the one who keeps on telling everyone he has a lot of secrets and creates personas for the public.
It’s just being comfortable isn’t it. Some people really want to see their favourites as heros so they believe only the good. Fuck it, I love the dirt 😂 Zero interest in peach perfect celebs. No need to put anyone on pedestal or look up to them. These stuff are what’s interesting to read.
Sorry I don’t have any proper thoughts about this. Whole situation is wild.
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Vent Post
This is the best gift I ever received and so funny and crazy as well becasue when I was young there just WASNT toys or clothing or any merchandise available for Cartoons or Vdoeo Games or what have you. If you wanted to see your favorite character you would have to go to Google Images on your DSi (wi-fi permitting) and look at the same Deviantart drawings over and over
Super Mario and Pokemon plushes were like items of royalty (other than Pikachu. Pikachus were highly respected but nonetheless common. Kind of like cats in real life). They were rare and impossible to find and my brother had some Mario pluishies and we wer elike WOOOWOWHWOWHWO HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND THOSE ?!?!?! Honestly we probbaly just didnt know how to use the internet. But nonetheless that was the first impression of life that i got when it came to video game or cartoon stuff. What you wanted most just simply did not exists
Nopwadays of course it's completely different and I stil find myself reeling. You can go online and customize stickers and clothing EASILY !!!!!!!! You can go to the mall and find a store that sells Waluigi plushies like it's No Big Deal. They propbably have him in 3 different sizes
So when I got into dragon ball I was delighted (and contonue to be delioghted) at how EASY it is to just ... FIND IT ANYWHERE ??? You go into any random store and there's a chance of finding some sweatshirt with goku on it. For no reason. AND I'M ALWAYS THRILLED TO SEE IT !!!!!
And I was disappinted but Not Surpised when I find out that they just dont really make Goten & Trunks merchandise like they do with anyone else. Plenty of Gohan, plenty of Future Trunks, and that's swag. But you're not gonna find little Goten or Trunks (with the exception of those crappy 1999-2000 series figurines of them WHICH I DID ACQUIRE two years ago at my local Goku store and yes I did immediately tear the original packaging asunder. Actually I'm not religious but tearing them open did feel like a holy and careful thing to do and so I felt strongly compelled to get in the shower and thoroughly wash my feet first???? I don't now why. But I did do that)
And when the Superhero movie was announced it was like AIEEEEE New Goten & Trunks designs !!!
But then even a while after the movie came out I was struggling to find screenshots. No official art was even appearing on google images for a while and the movie wasn't on any of my sites, but I did find some yourube videos with them in it. But I wanted better refs of Goten & Trunks and I was just having trouble. But then a while after that they DID start appearing on Google Images and that was enough to MAKE ME HAPPY!!!!!!!
But i wasnt expecting MERCHANIDSE. Like OF COURS ENOT !!! Like DBZ is crazy popualr but you can't find EOZ merch anywhere, OF COURSE I won't find Goten & Trunks mercfh.
But I mean. THEY WANT TO MILK THIS CASH COW FOR AS LONG AS THEY CAN !!!! They put Goten & Trunks in the manga. Merchanise of them started to appear and i was stunned when my attention was directed toward it but it was still few. A month ago I acidentially found a blind bag of DBS:SH bag clips online and Goten & Trunks were there and I was like OOUGH...HAA....HUH !?!? I recovered thoguh and did not buy any.
DESPITE THE GLARING EVIDENCE THOUHG I JUST DIDNT BELEIVE THAT I COULD EVER ACQUIRE A NICE FIGURINE OF GOTEN ????
I Did Not Know this existed and I don't think it has existed for long. Most thoughtful gift. I'M SO THRILLED !!!!
Very funny to receive JUST Goten. It's never JUST Goten. It's a;lways Goten & Trunks. Goten & Gohan. Goten & His GT Girlfriend. It's never JUST Goten. BUT HERE HE IS!!! JUST HIM!!!!!
And he looks Dumb too he looks stupid the shadows on his face make him look ill. He's got shitty doodoo hair. This is so dumb but they are milking this cash cow baby. AND I'M SO GLAD TO HAVE HIM !!
It's COOL becasue it's a unique design for him. That's probaby why theyre putting out DBS:SH Goten & Trunks merchandise. Becasue there's something to put out there.
Goten only had like 2 designs that were unique and interesting. Here's what I mean:
When he's little he has a few differnt outfits that are colorful and interesting but we don't remeber them and they don't stand out becasue he's not in them long. Gohan had some different outfits throughout his childhood too but we don't remeber them for the same reason.
Goten's most recognizable outfit is his gi and he looks pretty much exactly like Goku so no one cares.
In DB Super he's got an outfit that we';ve actually seen him in beforer only now he's wearing it 24/7. This is more noteworrthty but there's still no merch of him (EXCEPT FOR A BAG CLIP THAT I WAS FORTUNATE ENOUHG TO ACQUIRE.. FOREVE RTHNAKFUL...). Ultimately it's not necessarily UNIQUE becasue like yeah his mother dressed him so what. It's nothing we haven't seen before already
His GT appearance is ..... SO... UNNOTEWORTHY. The whole appeal of his character is that he has a phone and a gilrfinred. HE LOOKS LESS VISUALLY INTERESTING THAN THE TOWNIES. It's especially comical when you see him standing amongst the rest of the cast. PROOF
When i saw his scene I had to pause and laugh for a while. HE'S SUCH A NOBODY!!!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A RANDO WHO JUST WALKED IN. Like some store clerk or something
HIS ONLY INTERESTING AND UNIQUE DESIGNS ARE:
HIS INFAMOUS "SON GOTEN" SHIRT, which he wore for ONE EPISODE at EOZ. Noteworthy mostly due to his new height and long hair
HIS DBS:SH OUTFIT. Noteworhty becasue he's FINALLY growing up and his hair is getting long.
... ^ WE DIDNT GET THE LATTER UNTIL THE SUMMER OF 2022. All we had for a long time was his purple man jeans in GT and his SON GOTEN pride shirt in EOZ. And there's NO merch of those, in all of these years.
His outfit in DBS:SH is sort of superb in how it links the tradsitonal clothes he's always worn and the cityboy fits he gravitates towards later. His mother picked that shirt out but you know that he bought those pants at Kohl's
He's just so funny .... This figurine is so funny .. It came with bubble wrap wrapped ONLY around his head like a bag of shame and im honestly gonna put it back on becasaue he is so ugly.
PEACE AND LOVE !!!!
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PLEASE TALK MORE ABOUT GOBUL I LOVE THEM TO PIECES OH MY GOD...
Sure!
I really *like* Goku x Bulma. I think there is a very sweet “childhood friends to lovers” aspect behind them, and Bulma shows a lot of concern and love for him as a friend that I think translates into more quite easily.
To be clear I’m NOT on the Chi-Chi hate train, because I think there are valid af reasons for her acting the way she does because of who she is as a person. There are times when she is annoying, yes, but these are exaggerated and flanderized to stupid levels by “fans” (and also by the show itself from time to time — the Cell Games arc springs to mind).
The thing is, I think because of who Bulma is, these things would just… not be present. Chi-Chi needs Goku to work and her kids to study because that’s the idyllic family life she wants and you do need to work to make money to live, even in the weird, quasi-feudal world of Dragon Ball.
But that problem… doesn’t exist for Bulma. She’s like…Tony Stark. She’s heir and later president of Capsule Corp, she’s the richest woman on the planet. Vegeta doesn’t work or do chores, why would he? So… Goku would be free to live the life he wants AND live it with his lifelong friend. I don’t remember it being mentioned that she’s an incredible cook for him like Chi-Chi, but who cares, she’ll just hire fuckin’ Dragon Ball Gordon Ramsay to cook for him every night. Or she’ll build a robot that can do it. She’s Bulma, she’ll manage.
I also think Goku would be affectionate back to her. First off, he does like spending time with his wife in canon and gets a little sweet with her, so Super’s odd notion that he doesn’t know what kissing is aside, I think we can assume he can be affectionate. Maybe not MASSIVELY so, but he can be.
Secondly moments with that are often undercut with Chi-Chi being angry for comedic reasons. See the Flanderization of her character I mentioned above. And while I do think that’s still going to happen with Bulma—she can whine rant and bitch with the best of ‘em and I love her so much for it — there’s going to be… less of that? To a degree? Goku coming in from training will probably be met with a “GO SHOWER, YOU STINK” but there likely won’t be too much upset about mud or setting a bad example for his son. She’ll watch him go and admire how hot her husband looks.
That brings me to the main reason I like to muse about this pairing — in Dragon Ball, when couples hook up, they have kids. Every major main character couple has done it. So obviously “Gohan” would be born to Bulma.
See, after Bulma, Trunks is my favourite Dragon Ball character. Specifically his future self, but I liked grown up GT Trunks too (in theory)… so thinking about the character that would replace him gets me thinking…
I’m imaging a son (though a Daughter would be cool AF but anyway…) and I like to think they’d be called a play on “Fundoshi” (traditional Japanese Underwear) or “Mawashi” (Sumo Wrestler Underwear) or something that blends the Asian Mythology from Goku with the Underwear theming of Bulma… or we could just call him “Singlet” or hell… maybe he’s just “Trunks”— I think it’s obvious Bulma isn’t that interested in letting her husbands name their kids (see Super with Bulla/Bra).
And he fundamentally changes just about every part of DBZ and Super when you think about it. Namek especially. But all of it. And you gotta think while the kid WILL have a study program it’s gonna be so different to Chi-Chi’s “HIT THE BOOKS” approach, and Bulma would for sure be like:
“Huh? What? Yeah sure sweetie, go train with Dad. Mom needs to finish fixing this perpetual energy generator. Here, actually, take the radar and tell Dad he needs to bring me the Dragon Balls! Call it a boys day out! Father-Son bonding!… Mamma needs a facelift anyway…”
It’s that. That gets me. That question: “What would be different about this series of Bulma and Goku had a kid instead of Gohan existing?”
I’ll spare you my thoughts on that but basically I think Bulma and Goku would make not just a cute, but very interesting couple narratively.
#GoBul isn’t my favourite ship#lol that would be Bulma x ME#I’m joking I’m joking#but I do like talking about Dragon Ball#and Bulma. I love talking about Bulma.#Ask the Analyst#GoBul
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I'm having thoughts on Race Car Driver Yelena Belova 🤭.
Yelena has a long wolf cut. She's one of the top racers in Russia along with her sister. She prefers Gold over Silver because it goes better with her skin tone. She wears a lot of rings on her fingers. She wears a forest green and white varsity jacket over her tight black sleeveless turtleneck shirt. She wears a chest binder that makes her chest look smaller. Due to her tight shirt you can slightly see her abs that she has.
Even though she loves to race she also loves to work on cars or motorcycles that are brought into her friends workshop. After she finish working on the car she has oil all over her. She wears her baseball cap backwards all the time. She has slightly long nails and keeps them painted white. She wears black cargo pants with zippers on her knees where she can unzip them and show off her knee tattoos. She has other tattoos all over her body. She has a lip piercing, a smiley, a Septum & another nose piercing and a Medusa piercing. She wears three chain necklaces together all the time and never takes them off except if she's sleeping or taking a shower. She carries a black vape with her all the time. She drives a white Nissan GT-R that has green lights under it.
Yelena is definitely a fast driver and wins in every drag race she goes to and gets a lot of money. She's a kind and loyal person but when someone hurts her family and friends she's not so nice. She always carries a gun in her car if she ever needs it for some reason. She has a flirty personality and loves to flirt with girls that a shorter than her. She's exactly 5'11 and just loves to tease anyone who is below 5'6 because it's fun for her. Her favorite food is obviously Mac and cheese with hot sauce. Her favorite drinks though are Vodka and black coffee. She loves to make people confused when she speaks Russian because no one knows what she's saying except for her friends and sister.
A couple of the tattoos she has:
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-Variant Anon
I've said it before and Imma say it again! I LOVE Street Racer! Yelena, she's so hot and all this with the fine details just makes her extra yummy!
I literally need her in the next F&F! Her tattoos?! I'm melting 🫠 especially the back tattoo, just wanna leave marks all over it 🤭
I feel like she would definitely teach reader how to drive if they didn't know how to, or she'd teach them things about cars and how to fix/build them etc!
My mind is running with so much thoughts about her in her mechanic wear covered in grease and oil omfg! I love this so much! You're so talent with building her up to the tiniest details, like the nail polish?! I would never have thought about that!
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first time writing and not prior read.
Family events … I absolutely hate them, but do I have a choice not really i’m actually kind of glad I went to this family event because I met the LOML, i sigh, as I put on some jeans and a crop top ready to just get this thing through I walk through my mansion say hello to my dad and all of my brothers. I hate being the only girl… i’m snapped out of my thoughts with my older brother (vani)
Comes out the cut and surprises me telling me that his friend is coming over. I say OK and Just then I hear my name being yelled I whip my head around, almost got whiplash and see my best friend (journey) I smiled to her and she looks a little bit disappointed I  pinched my brows, and ask her what’s wrong she’s in sports wear and says “I thought we were going to the gym.” My head snaps completely out of it and I say oh my gosh I forgot and run back up to my room and quickly get changed grab my gym bag. Text my dad that I’m leaving and head out the door with my best friend, “I don’t know what I was thinking.”I tell her she said it’s fine I grab my car keys to my pearlescent green, Bentley, Continental, GT speed, (best birthday gift ever), we make our way through the little traffic headed to the gym.
“UGH” I say to Journey as were walking out two hours in there has never felt more crazy “can you drive” i ask, she says “no today was my upper day” I say “today was my leg day I can’t even walk properly my legs feel like jelly!!!” (I still end up driving) we make it home and we put our gym bags down and rest scrolling on our phones. Journey sees this TikTok that she wants to do so I say “sure whatever” and we get up go to the kitchen because that has the best lighting and we start rehearsing for the little dance, little do we know that my brother and his friend are behind us because we still haven’t turned on the camera to see it my brother clears his throat, and says “ay we back here yk” we turn around and I see the most gorgeous man ever not my brother but his friend who is so fine he called himself Jay I’m guessing that was just a nickname but I don’t know I just roll with it. We’re kind of embarrassed now because we are very sweaty so I tap journey on the shoulder and I walk up to them dap my brother up and do a little secret sibling handshake and dap up with Jay say what’s up and tell them that we’re gonna go shower and we runoff very quickly.
I get out of the shower, smelling amazing and put on my Powerpuff Girls pajama set 
^this is what it looks like
I go into Journey‘s room and ask her if she wants to sleep over she says sure and since she already has some of her clothes here because she’s almost always here she grabs some clothes takes one of my favorite shower sents and gets in the shower now that she’s out. I go to her and ask her if she still wants to do that dance because I’m kind of getting ready to go make some tea and wind out, she says sure, and we go back into the kitchen but on our way we see Jay and Vani, Jay smiles and looks me up and down then comes up to me while Vani takes Journey away to the kitchen counter, and me and Jay are at the island he says “you’re very very pretty and I’d like to get you to know you more” (bc we love respectful men)I smile because I know he’s so fine and I say “is that right?” as i hand him my phone he says “fshoe” and puts his number in on my phone but this point we were done with the family event and I told my dad that journey was staying the night, i go lay down and Journey is nowhere to be found “she’s probably messing wit vani” i say to myself so I call her and I tell her that I’m going to sleep and that she better hurry up if she wants to make some tea and do some cookies and desserts with me as I hang up the phone I get a text from the one and only Jay, he says he’s trying to FaceTime real quick bc he’s been thinking about me, so I FaceTime him and we’re talking for ever like it was such a good feeling to finally talk to somebody who understands the way I feel besides, my brothers and best friend obviously he hangs up abruptly and texts me “sorry I got bad connection. I’ll see you tomorrow?” (or will you)
sorry guys that’s all
i love y’all and will take constructive criticism
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Roadtrips, portals, and other things (like being 3 inches tall)
A short gt one shot I wrote based on a dream I had.
Word count: 700 words
Alana had had quite a few weird days in her life. There was the time she’d found out her ex boyfriend was cheating on her, with her friend Delaney’s coworker, at said coworker’s baby shower. Tthe time she and Delaney had missed their bus and ended up hitchhiking several hours with a former cult member. The time Delaney had invited a random twitch streamer to join them on spring break.
Delaney was generally the common denominator when it came to weird events, actually. Alana had come to accept that about her friend years ago. At the very least, it made for some good stories (and a panic attack or two). Still, this day took the cake even by normal Delaney standards.
When Alana had gotten a call from her college friend two weeks ago asking if she wanted to go on a roadtrip to Washington State, she’d happily accepted. Her remote job meant she didn’t have to worry about taking days off to travel. And life had been beginning to feel a bit boring lately. She’d thought a weeklong trip to the gorgeous Pacific Northwest was the perfect way to liven things up a bit - plus whatever hijinks Delaney ended up pulling them into.
What she hadn’t thought was that she’d find herself standing in a field of grass far taller than she was, staring up at their now giant former friend who apparently wasn’t human, next to a tropical beach on an island that wasn’t supposed to exist.
Yeah, this one definitely takes the cake, Alana thought.
“Are you freaking out? Don’t freak out,” Theo said, crouching down to be closer to their height. He still towered over them. When he’d said they’d be three inches tall after going through the portal, she hadn’t really conceptualized just how big everything - and everyone - else would seem in comparison.
“Just-just a little,” Alana managed. She took a deep breath that was meant to be calming, looking around at her new surroundings. Where cars, skyscrapers, and the perpetual gloom of Seattle had sat moments before, an entirely different scene now lay. The field they were in stopped abruptly at a cliff, and beyond that, a thin, sandy beach, dotted by palm trees. The sun was starting to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in pastel hues. Behind her, there was what looked to be the start of a suburban neighborhood. If suburban neighborhoods were usually full of tropical plants, free of cars, and composed of nearly endless varieties of architecture making up the houses as opposed to cookie cutter buildings.
“Well, I guess that’s to be expected,” Theo replied.
“A kiddy pool. That’s a strange place for a portal,” Delaney said casually. She was taking this all pretty well, it seemed.
“Precisely,” Theo replied. It was then that another individual fell into the field, appearing from seemingly thin air just as they had.
“Jack. Took you long enough,” Theo said. Jack was a friend of Theo’s, and by that Alana meant, also not human. She and Delaney had only met the man a few hours prior, but Theo said he’d known him for several years and they could trust him.
Hopefully we can trust Theo, Alana thought. Earlier that morning, when Delaney mentioned meeting up with their old friend, she never would have questioned whether or not she could trust him. The three of them had been pretty close in college, and it was only time and distance that had resulted in them drifting apart. At one point she’d even thought she knew about everything going on in his life. That was decidedly not the case.
“I was making sure no one was watching,” Jack said, drawing himself to his feet and dusting himself off. “So, how long do you think they’ll have to stay here.”
“Couple days, maybe,” Theo said. “Until that detective gets bored.”
Right. As if everything else that had happened hadn’t been enough, there was that. The fact that Delaney and Alana had ended up right in the middle of a black market antiques investigation. Something they had absolutely no involvement in, but Theo apparently did.
God, I really know how to pick friends, Alana thought.
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@dcwnthercbbithcle | NSFW Character Trait Meme
🍐🍋🍊🥝 for Phiwip please!
🍐 Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?
Ultimately the former, but- especially the first few times- he's inclined to stay in place for a while, take the time to process that. Well. That what just happened did. Not necessarily in a negative, rueful way; it's been so long since the last time he was touched with something besides fear or hatred, it will take him a couple moments to wrap his mind around it.
🍋 Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?
It's a dichotomy of both, really. He yearns for tenderness (and being deserving of it), but something that's hard and fast and over for both parties quicker is much easier to deal with. There's only a risk of lasting physical discomfort with the latter; he's less likely to have any time to overthink what and who he's engaged with, and they'll be more likely to leave aoon afterwards if it's just a hookup. Bruises and cuts are nothing to him anymore; the burrs and splinters of feelings that embed into him are much harder to gt rid of.
🍊 Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?
Philip is not an inherently possessive or jealous lover. But he is sensitive, and conditioned to believe the worst about himself. Polygamy would be on the table for him, with some patience- but only as a throuple or so. He wouldn't be able to share a partner with someone he's not also involved with, inevitably either coming to the dreadful conclusion he's going to be replaced or that he's stealing someone away.
🥝 Your character’s most private sexual fantasy? Or describe yours and my muse will weight in on if they would participate.
It's in truth similar to Evan's, so forgive me- but at his core, Philip is not a solitary person. He wants someone- a boyfriend, a husband, even just a particularly close friend with benefits- to have and hold and love, and more importantly to be someone worth it for them. He wants to be someone they can rely on, their steadfast rock, to take care of them- but also be able to accept being cared for himself. Not perfect, but he wants a happy relationship, a committed one. But, in his mind, he has to deserve it first.
(Or, on the less heavy-emotional side of things, he's always thought the idea of being bent over the hood of a car and fucked silly was especially hot. He would never purposefully divulge that information, either.)
#They're Listening... : asks#dcwnthercbbithcle#Offered Insight : headcanons#A Shadow's Rage : The Wraith#nsfvv
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Hi, I have a writing question. How do you decide on and stick to one tense when writing? I like both fics written in past and present tenses but when I write it ends up being some paragraphs in past tense, some in present, as both come naturally to me but it depends on the scene. So more emotional, intense scenes get written in present tense, idle activities in past tense.
English is my second language, I thought I was okay enough at it but creative writing is a different beast. And I can't really tell how the use of tenses feel different to native speakers.. In my first language pretty much everything is written in present tense unless it's flashback, but in school we're taught to use past tense only for English prose.
I'll be honest anon, I'm not sure really sure what advice to give you 😅 English is my first language, so a lot of things that might be tricky to people it is a second language for come naturally to me. Plus, I've been writing for a really long time and have ironed out a lot of things like tense that I used to struggle with (although there is of course always more to improve on).
I will say, tenses are extra complicated because you often end up using multiple in the one story. For example:
Buck was seven the first time he got stitches. He remembers being scared, holding Maddie’s hand tightly, his father a stoic presence in the corner of the room. He remembers ice cream afterwards, and takeaway Chinese, and not seeing his mother all night.
A few days into healing, the stitches started itching like crazy and he woke up one morning covered in blood because he accidentally tore one open scratching during the night. It’s something he’ll never forget: waking up to his mother’s shriek when she came in to get him up for school. Her hysteria turning quickly to snappish anger, his father brusque as he told Buck to get in the shower, Maddie gentle as she toweled his wet hair dry.
There is a lot of past and present tense mixing in this WIP because it is retelling something Buck is remembering and reflecting on in the present. Which is basically to say - don't beat yourself up too much, English is a mess of a language and we have so many different tenses that all mix together to create stories, even those of us who are native speakers struggle with it sometimes (or a lot of the time). I know that when I tell stories verbally, I mix tenses, I'm just more conscious of keeping it consistent in writing. I'm sure you'll gt better at being consistent with tense with practice, that's the only real way to improve at any skill tbh.
Also: a first draft is always going to have mistakes. That's what editing is for 😊 And for anything you're not picking up yourself, or aren't sure how to fix, having friends who you're happy to read over your work is extremely helpful!
As for how I decide on a tense.... I prefer to write in present tense. I don’t really have any deeper answer than that, it’s just the way that comes most easily to me and how I prefer to craft the scenes I’m imagining. I do occasionally write stories in past tense, but present is my go to.
#sorry if this is not at all helpful anon....#I know i have an advantage writing in English since it's my native language#but honestly I'm good at it because I've been doing it for many years#and I used to struggle with a lot of things I don't anymore#just because I've had so much practice#and if you stick with it you'll definitely improve too!#asked and answered#anonymous
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Takeshi Nakazato - Spark in the Dark
• Takeshi Nakazato x Reader | Smut |
• Word Count: 4,652.
• Synopsis: In which racing to help out friends leads to meeting a potential love interest, a spark ignites during introductions, and sadness forms after the conclusion of the race, but a surprise appearance wipes away all traces of sadness, and brings two GT-R racers together.
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The race on Akina starts at ten tonight. (Y/N)'s friends, Iketani and Kenji, had begged her to race in the SpeedStars name for the race. Their 'saving grace' Takumi, couldn't make it since his father had taken the 8-6 for a meeting. (Y/N) isn't a part of a street racing team, she's more of a neutral racer. If a team, like the SpeedStars, asked her to race in their stead, she would represent them for the night. Of course, she doesn't do this with every team she comes across, more so just for her friends.
She sighed and looked up at the clock on the café's wall. Only two hours to go and she's off to prepare her car for the race. (Y/N) works at the popular café styled restaurant in the middle of town from seven in the morning to three in the afternoon. It's a simple job and the customers were always friendly. It's more enjoyable when no one gives you a hard time.
The minute her shift ended, she made a beeline out the back door of the restaurant and to her beloved R32 GT-R. The sleek (F/C) paint shined, along with the rims. She hopped inside and started it up, the engine giving a low growl. She pulled onto the road and sped off to her house.
Having plenty of time to kill, she washed the car making it shine even brighter. She replaced the tires, brake pads, and calipers. It's always best to make sure your brakes work properly, especially on a heavy ass 3-2, she thought. Once she finished with her replacements, she checked all of the gauges on her dash and continued to work on anything else the car needed before heading inside for a well-deserved shower and change of clothes.
When the time came to leave, she eagerly grabbed her wallet, phone, and keys before heading back to the GT-R that waited patiently for her. She got in and started it up, backing out of the garage and onto the road, heading straight for Akina.
She reached the foot of the mountain and sped up, being sure to not take it too far to ruin her tires before the race. As she got closer to the top, the roar of the engine could be heard from where the others waited.
"Do you think that's her, Iketani?" Kenji asked.
"It has to be! The car sounds like hers!" Iketani exclaimed as he stared at the road intensely, not wanting to miss the soon approaching car.
So, their friend has a Skyline, huh? This'll get interesting. A man said as he leaned against his own GT-R, cigarette hanging from his lips as he listened to the familiar sound of an RB26 engine in the distance.
"Uh, who exactly are we talking about, guys?" Itsuki scratched his head, confused.
"Her name is (Y/N). You haven't met her yet, but she's won a few races for the SpeedStars! She's not on the team, but she's a great friend of ours." Iketani explained enthusiastically.
"Wait... you mean a girl is going to race for us tonight?! Oh, this is going to be great! I bet she's hot, is she hot?!" Itsuki rambled loudly, catching the attention of the NightKids' leader, Takeshi Nakazato.
The bright headlights of (Y/N)'s car came into view as she turned the final corner and pulled over next to her friends. She got out of the car and greeted them.
"Hey guys!" She waved and pulled them in for a hug.
"Hey, (Y/N)! How are you?" Iketani asked with a chuckle.
"Pretty good, thanks. I'm excited for the race. Who am I supposed-?" she was cut off by a guy with an undercut she's never seen before.
"Ho-holy crap, you're gorgeous! What's your name? Are you single? I love your GT-R, it's so hot- like you! I mean... I uh didn't mean it like that, it's just you're really, really, and I mean really pretty. I've never met a girl who can race, let alone one that owns a sweet ride like yours and all that just makes you like, a hundred times hotter-" Iketani cut him off by wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling the strange fanboy towards him.
"Alright, Itsuki, I think she gets it. Let's not scare her away with your questionable fantasies." Iketani held him in a playful chokehold as he scolded Itsuki. (Y/N) wore an amused expression and laughed at the two.
"Anyways, who am I supposed to race tonight?" she asked, not being interrupted this time.
"That would be me." (Y/N) turned around at the sound of the voice to see a man with gelled jet-black hair walking towards her. Wow, he's hot. They made eye contact and she noted how beautiful his silver eyes were.
"I'm Takeshi Nakazato, leader of the Myogi NightKids." He introduced himself and held out his hand for her.
"I'm (Y/N) (L/N), but I'm not with a team. I'm more of a neutral racer." She replied and shook his hand. When their hands touched, a small spark shot through them and they didn't want to pull away. They did so quickly after before anyone noticed.
"So, uh... a neutral racer, huh? Do you race for any team that asks you to, then?" he asked, a bit awkward at first but quickly regained his composure.
"Pretty much, yeah. I don't do it all the time and I don't do it for every team. I've raced for the SpeedStars the most since they're good friends of mine." She explained.
"Ah, I see. You got a sweet 3-2 by the way." He complimented her car, and it made her smile.
"Thank you. Yours is hot in black. It also kind of looks like you."
"It... looks like me?" he tilted his head and looked at his car, trying to find a similarity, "How?"
She giggled and explained, "The majority of it is black," she then motioned to his hair and current outfit which was completely black, "and the rims are silver, like your eyes." She looked into his eyes with a light blush on her cheeks as she finished her explanation. They really were something else, like two small pools of liquid silver. His eyes were almost hypnotizing.
Little did she know, he thought the same about her. She was easily the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and she owned the same car as him? Perfection. He hoped he could gather the courage after their race to ask her on a date.
"Well, I'm ready to go," she turned to her friends, "wish me luck, guys!" The racers went back to their cars and (Y/N) lined hers up next to Takeshi's. They revved the engines to warm them up, the beautiful sound of two RB26 engines resonating through the top of the pass. Kenji walked out between the two Skylines to start the countdown. As soon as he yelled 'go', they sped off at the same time, staying next to each other until the first corner where (Y/N) gained the lead.
He probably has his car in all-wheel drive. I wonder how much under steer he has to deal with, not being able to drift, she thought as she threw her car into a drift around the third corner.
Takeshi's eyes widened in shock. Is she... drifting with all-wheel drive?! How the hell is she not ruining her car? He watched her movements, following behind her closely.
I must've surprised him. She chuckled when she saw him slow down then speed up just after the end of the corner.
She drifted around the next few corners and Takeshi felt both impressed and confused. All-wheel drive cars are hard as hell to drift because they're naturally made to want to grip onto the road. So, how is she drifting such a heavy car, so easily?
She's going to ruin the car if she keeps doing that. It's only natural that something would break, right? 3-2s are meant to grip, not drift. The weight of the car would put too much pressure somewhere it shouldn't, and something will blow. Takeshi thought something would've happened to her car by now, being close to the bottom of Akina now, but nothing did.
Soon enough, they reached the last corner and that's where Takeshi decided to make his move, pulling up next to her, trying to accelerate fast enough to beat her. Takeshi only had enough time to line up with her car equally, and they passed the finish line in sync.
"They just passed the finish line!" One of the SpeedStars called through the radio. Iketani quickly picked up the radio on his car, "Well, who won?!" Everyone at the top of Akina waited to hear the results.
"They tied."
"What do you mean they tied?!" Iketani exclaimed.
"I mean, they tied. They crossed the line at the same time, man. How else do you want me to explain it?"
The spectators and other teams talked amongst themselves while Iketani, Kenji, and Itsuki stood there with their mouths agape. The NightKids were surprised, but at least it wasn't a loss on their part. Tch. At least Nakazato managed to keep it together this time. Shingo thought, taking a drag from his cigarette.
Takeshi and (Y/N) pulled their cars over to the side of the road, getting out and meeting each other in the middle. "So, a tie, huh? I suppose this leaves an unsettled score between us." He spoke first.
"I suppose it does. It looks like we'll just have to settle it one day," (Y/N) smirked lightly, "you're a great racer, as well. You handle the understeering quite nicely." Her compliment took him by surprise and a small blush creeped up onto his cheeks.
"T-thanks, same to you. Speaking of which, would you mind telling me how the hell you can drift the 3-2? It's all-wheel drive, and extremely heavy."
"Normally, I wouldn't tell anyone but the look on your face when you saw me do it changed my mind," (Y/N) smiled cheekily when his blush worsened, "There's a type of 'switch' in the drivetrain that you can flip to convert it from all-wheel drive to rear-wheel drive. It's kind of a pain in the ass to get to, but once you do you can hook it up to some wires and electrical pieces to put through your dash so it's easily accessible, and you can change it back whenever you want."
"Wow, really? That's interesting." He replied softly.
"Mhmm," she pulled out her phone to check the time before looking back up at him, "I should head home, it's late and I have to work tomorrow. It was nice meeting you, Takeshi!" She waved to him with a smile before rushing into her car.
"Uh, h-hey, wait-!" Takeshi tried getting her attention, but she had already driven off. His shoulders dropped a bit as he stared at the road she disappeared on. Takeshi was a fast racer and he felt like he had met the girl of his dreams, but he wasn't fast enough to ask her on a date.
He sat in his beloved R32 thinking of her. How far away did she live? Does she live in Shibukawa? Is she far away from Myogi? Would he ever see her again? His heart seemed to tighten at that last question. It's only been a night and he's fallen hard for her. She is friends with the SpeedStars, she said. I might be able to ask them where to find her.
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Two weeks had passed since the race between Takeshi and (Y/N) and he hadn't seen any sign of her. He traveled to Akina on a few different occasions at different times to see if he could catch her practicing the course but found nothing. He went to all the nearest street races he heard of, hoping to see her at one. He never did. Takeshi was hesitant to ask the SpeedStars where she was, since the first time he met them at the gas station, he wasn't exactly friendly with them and quite possibly left a bad impression. If he didn't see her for the next few days, he would head over to the gas station and ask them, and apologize for being a dick.
Takeshi pulled into the car park of the popular restaurant a lot of the racers go to. Heading inside, a hostess greeted him and led him to a booth next to the window, the rays of the setting sun covered buildings in a brilliant glow.
"A waiter will be right with you." She chimed before leaving. A minute later a waitress walked over to his table.
"Good evening, can I start you off with anything to- Takeshi?" the man in question turned his gaze from the window to look at the woman he's been dying to see.
"(Y/N)?" he looked up at her, surprise on his defined features.
She gave him one of her beautiful smiles and replied, "That's me! How are you? It's been a while."
"I've been fine. I didn't know you worked here either, I usually show up around this time of day." He stated, curious for an answer.
"Normally I work from seven to three but I'm covering my friend's shift tonight since she had an emergency." Takeshi hummed and nodded.
"So, what have you been up to these last couple of weeks? Anything interesting?" she asked with a small head tilt. It felt nice that it was easy to strike up a conversation between the two of them. It felt natural and not awkward like when they first met.
"Well, I've been spending a lot of time practicing on Myogi and other passes. I spend most of my time driving." And looking for you.
"That sounds fun. Maybe I should hop over to Myogi one night and see what your home course is like, and we could possibly have our rematch there too."
"You want to race me on my territory? Good luck with that." He smirked.
"How about a little bet, then? Loser takes the winner to dinner." She suggested and held her hand out.
"Deal." They shook hands and (Y/N) went back into work mode, asking what he wanted to order and bringing them out moments later. This bet worked out in Takeshi's favour whether he wins or loses; he gets to go to dinner with his crush.
I see this as an absolute win.
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The rematch was a private race that no one knew about. They decided to keep quiet about it since it was more for fun and a test of who drove an R32 better. The next day was date night, and the loser of the race was currently on his way to pick up the lady at her apartment.
Yep, Takeshi lost. It's been a while since he lost a race on his home course, but he didn't mind one bit that (Y/N) was the one to beat him. It showed him just how impressive her skills were when it came to racing a mountain pass and controlling her car. If anything, it only made him fall in love with her that much more.
Takeshi parked his car in an open spot and made his way up to her apartment door, ringing the bell. A minute after, (Y/N) walked out the door wearing her favourite outfit.
"Hi, Takeshi." She greeted him with a smile then locked the door.
"(Y/N), you look... beautiful." He said as a blush began forming on his cheeks.
"Thank you. You're looking quite handsome yourself." She winked and chuckled when his blush got worse. 'It's so cute how easily he gets flustered.'
"O-oh, uhm, t-thanks." He looked at the ground, mentally scolding himself for stuttering. In all honesty though, Takeshi is really attractive. His black button up shirt was undone and had the sleeves rolled up over his elbows, showing his defined forearms. The white t-shirt underneath was slightly form fitting and was tucked in showing the belt wrapped around his black jeans that matched his black and white converse. He was looking like a sexy rebel today, wasn't he?
"You ready to go?" Takeshi asked and (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.
"Sure am! I get to have dinner with a cute racer." She hooked her arm in his and pulled him along the down the stairs and to the car where he drove to dinner.
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They hit it off extremely well during their date that it led them to going on two more before Takeshi asked her to go out with him. She had said yes so quickly that she believed she hasn't replied to anyone that fast before.
The new couple had just finished another date and Takeshi was driving on Myogi. It was a calm drive with comfortable silence, the whistle of the turbos and Takeshi shifting gears being the only occasional sounds besides the constant growling of the engine.
"Ya know, this is a really fun pass to race on." (Y/N) piped up, breaking the silence.
"Why's that?"
"It has a nice balance of straightaways, corners, and hairpins. Some corners are easy, some are challenging. Same goes for the hairpins. It has a combination of everything, I can see why you love it so much." Takeshi couldn't help but smile. Finally, a girl that understands the importance of having a home course that offers everything.
(Y/N) watched him drive up the rest of the way until they reached the top of Myogi. Her eyes never left his form but definitely wandered. She noted how he was wearing the same outfit he wore on their first date. She kept complimenting him and couldn't get enough of it.
"See something you like?" Takeshi asked with a smirk and looking at her through the corner of his eye.
"Staring at someone I love, actually." (Y/N) replied smoothly with a mischievous smile. She wrapped her right arm around his left one, bringing her hand to his forearm to squeeze it. In an instant, Takeshi felt all the blood rush to his dick and he mentally cursed. Fuck.
Sometimes, he hated being a guy for the sole reason of being turned on and having to deal with a dick that gives it away so damn fast. When (Y/N) continued on with trailing her hand up and down his arm, giving it the occasional squeeze, he was quickly losing his mental restraint.
He quickly pulled in an empty parking spot in the corner, blending the black R32 in with the dark surroundings. As soon as he pulled up the e-brake and unbuckled the harnesses, Takeshi leaned over the centre console and cupped (Y/N)'s face with both hands, pulling her into an almost desperate kiss.
His quick movements took her by surprise, but she easily responded to his kiss. She kissed him back just as feverishly, her hand swiftly tangling itself in his soft black hair. Takeshi groaned lowly when she tugged on his hair. (Y/N) swiped her tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance but Takeshi kept his mouth shut and smirked.
His smirk didn't last long when (Y/N) roughly tugged on his hair and brought her free hand to his neck to lightly squeeze it as she bit his bottom lip. He shivered and moaned loudly, allowing (Y/N) to slip her tongue in. Takeshi had a dark blush form quickly over his cheeks from both their actions. He had never moaned that loudly before and found it a bit embarrassing on his part.
On the other hand, he never thought he would love for a woman to take control so easily. Takeshi believed he would always be the dominant one during sex whether he was on top or bottom, but god damn he loved the dominance his woman was displaying right now.
Their tongues fought but (Y/N) quickly won that fight. Takeshi let her do as she pleased, marking every corner of his mouth as hers. She pulled away from the kiss a few moment later and slid her hand from his neck down to his chest, pushing him to lean back in the seat. She climbed over the console and straddled his lap, Takeshi's hands holding her waist.
"So," she started, a playful smirk on her lips, "you either like having your hair pulled or being choked, maybe even both. Which is it?" she finished with whispering in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. This woman is going to be the death of him.
"Everything." He replied breathily.
"Do you want more?" she whispered again, tracing his jawline with her thumb.
"Y-yeah." He tightened his grip on her waist at the thought. (Y/N) happily obliged and left a path of feathery kisses from his ear to his neck until she found the spot near the crook of it that made his breath hitch. She focused there, kissing, biting, and sucking at it. His moans rang out, one after the other at her territorial actions. She pulled away and the spot was a dark purplish red with small traces of bite marks.
She moved to the other side of his neck, surprised to find another sensitive area that was just below the side of his jaw. (Y/N) gave the same treatment to the new spot as she did the last. Takeshi had his head leaning back against the seat, giving her more room. She could feel the vibrations his throat made as he moaned her name and groaned.
She loved how he fell apart so quickly from such simple actions as well as how vocal he was. The way his voice lowered when he groaned or slightly raised when he moaned was heavenly and it sent waves of heat straight down to her core.
When the second mark on his neck was made, she pulled away, getting a good look at him. His beautiful liquid silver eyes were clouded over. His ears, cheeks, and the bridge of his nose were tinted red with a blush. His silky blacky hair was messy and more of his bangs were ruffled over his forehead.
Takeshi was a hot mess.
She smiled affectionately and gave a series of kisses that he eagerly returned as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs. (Y/N) took off his black button-up shirt and untucked the white t-shirt underneath. They broke the kiss so Takeshi could take it off while she did the same for her clothes. When she was left in her underwear, Takeshi eyed her up with lust filled eyes.
She pulled the lever under the seat up so Takeshi could push it as far back as it would go, giving them more leg room. (Y/N) made quick work in taking off his belt and lowering his pants. She lowered herself to the floor and palmed his hard arousal through his boxers, a low groan emanating through his throat.
She pulled his boxers down and Takeshi gave a relieved moan. With her slim fingers wrapped around the base, she started with slow pumps that had the worked-up man throw his head back against the seat with drawled out moans of her name following. (Y/N) continued her slow pace, waiting for Takeshi to beg her to do something.
Tonight, he was at her complete mercy.
Although, he has behaved wonderfully so far, which is working out in his favour. The better you behave, the more pleasure you'll receive. He brought a hand to her hair, tangling his fingers into it but wasn't able to hold it roughly due to his shaking from such euphoria. His other hand was gripping the edge of the seat so hard that his knuckles had turned white.
"(Y-Y/N) ..." He said shakily, his voice quivering as much as his body.
"Yes Takeshi?" she asked with a seductive tone that made his breath hitch.
"F-faster, p-please..." His voice cracked. (Y/N) complied and quickened her pace as Takeshi's moans resonated throughout the car. She brought her lips to the underside of his arousal and licked upward until she reached the tip. She took most of him in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down. She continued to use her hand for what she couldn't reach, keeping the fast pace.
Takeshi muttered that he was close to coming and (Y/N) stopped her actions, leaning back. The desperate man above her whined in protest from the denial.
"Don't worry love, you'll get it." (Y/N) hummed reassuringly. As she was pushing herself up, Takeshi weakly pointed towards the glove box of the car. She immediately understood and dug around for a second before pulling out the small package and tearing it open, sliding it down his length.
Takeshi watched as she straddled him, some strands of his hair slightly blocking his eyes. He was truly at a loss for words. He never thought he'd see the day where he became so undone under (Y/N)'s touch. He felt like he went completely numb, barely being able lift a finger and not having any feeling in his legs, yet he could feel everything she did to him so vividly.
All in one fluid motion, she had taken off her underwear and lowered herself onto his length. They moaned in unison before (Y/N) lightly wrapped her fingers around his neck with one hand and leaned in, capturing his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. She rubbed her thumb along the side of his neck in up and downward motions. When she lightly squeezed, he hummed pleasantly into the kiss. Takeshi slid his hands up her thighs to hold her hips, his grip tightening for a moment every time she lowered herself back down onto him.
As (Y/N)'s pace increased, the pressure she applied to his neck did as well. They had broken away from the kiss, their breathing getting heavy quickly. Takeshi moaned her name repeatedly as if it were the only thing he knew. His hold on her hips were rough and his nails were leaving small crescents on her skin. The vibrations she felt coming from his throat had her grip on his neck tightening just a bit more, another euphoric moan passing through the man's lips.
(Y/N) loved the way his length filled her so perfectly. The tip hit the right spot that had her eyes roll back and her back arch. When they were nearing their release, she let go of his neck, moving it to his hair. Lacing her fingers through the soft, messy strands, she tugged on it lightly and held onto his shoulder with the other hand for balance.
"Takeshi!" She screamed his name as she came, and he followed shortly after with a drawled-out moan of her name. (Y/N) placed her head on his shoulder, catching her breath. She lightly kissed Takeshi's neck, her hand caressing the other side. He rubbed her hip and pressed kisses on her head.
They sat there in comfortable silence until their breathing had returned to normal and they situated themselves with their clothes. "I don't know what you did to me," Takeshi started, "but fuck I loved every minute of it." He chuckled lightly and (Y/N) joined in.
"Seems to be that you love being the submissive one, hmm?" she gave at him a teasing smile.
"Only for you." He hooked a finger under her chin and pulled her towards him, pressing a long, passionate kiss on her lips then pulling away. "How about I get you home?"
"Only if you stay the night with me?" (Y/N) asked hopefully.
"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't?" Takeshi winked and started the car. The minute they were under the covers of (Y/N)'s bed, Takeshi pulled her towards him, her back pressing against his chest as he spooned her.
"I thought subs liked being the ones that get spooned?"
"Yeah, yeah, just go to sleep."
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April 07 - 2024 Sunday
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This morning I was in a good headspace listening to breakcore and doing last night's dishes. I had planned for today to be a no-think day but that period of peace I had didn't last too long. I took my shower and made eggs, spam, and a fried potato for breakfast. I was watching a Bob Ross documentary while I ate but all I could think of was my old friend NK who I haven't talked to in years aside from a few brief appearances in his Twitch chat. I decided to ask him if he wanted to watch it with me and we might be doing that either Thursday or Friday. I was a little stunlocked after breakfast, I didn't know what to do and I was falling into my usual thought patterns. I knew I had to do something. I felt like cleaning the shelf above the fireplace and I did that with the recognition that it was like a self care thing. Doing it didn't effect anyone but me and only I was going to take joy in doing it and I decided that mattered. While I cleaned I joined DV in his server and he had a lot to talk about regarding his (sort of) partner. So we had a big long chat about things, it felt good being there for him. After the talking we just played Helldivers normally and that was fun. Eventually I disengaged to go make lunch. I made tuna spaghetti and I made it right for the first time in awhile. I was watching Sagwa and sending DS funny screencaps. Afterwards I was bored and I knew it. Instead of fighting it like usual, I succumbed to the boredom. I watched more Sagwa with the intent of not really paying attention. I booted up Cities Skylines with Sagwa on the side for a little bit and was trying to start my EPCOT playthrough but ended up scrapping what I did. I also found some good city building playlists to listen to. Eventually DS got on her PC and she worked on her fursuit while we watched furry videos and a couple old informational videos. She put the eyelashes on the head today which was huge in pulling the look together. Some of the furry videos we watched featured some horny chatter which was offputting and gross, this is the first time that's been in the videos we watched. The best way I can describe it is trashy. And of course it's all gay boys (Im bi so I'm not gay hating). But there is this trend of horny gay males who don't have an off switch. I've experienced this a lot first hand and it's really left me feeling sour. In bed we rolled our puzzles, read a Cleo chapter of Monster High, and played KH2 as usual. I entered the tron world today. After she fell asleep, I hopped into desktop VR to join BD and chill. DV joined as well with some more ranting because he essentially broke up with that person from earlier. GT also joined and I talked to everyone a little bit individually. I had muted KH2 since it was loud for me and before journaling, I unmuted it to have some noise but DS got woken up by it so I feel kinda bad.
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Today my big thing was I succumbed to my boredom which was the right thing to do. Its okay to have a nothing day. Also the time spent with DS this afternoon was exactly what I needed. It might have been the headspace I was in. I was conscious about enjoying the time for what it was. I was also still in that bored headspace so I was just chilling, I wanted nothing more than the company while we watched stuff and my mind wandered.
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[ ask moved from prior blog] @.dcwnthercbbithcle | NSFW Character Trait Meme
🍐🍋🍊🥝 for Phiwip please!
🍐 Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?
Ultimately the former, but- especially the first few times- he's inclined to stay in place for a while, take the time to process that. Well. That what just happened did. Not necessarily in a negative, rueful way; it's been so long since the last time he was touched with something besides fear or hatred, it will take him a couple moments to wrap his mind around it.
🍋 Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?
It's a dichotomy of both, really. He yearns for tenderness (and being deserving of it), but something that's hard and fast and over for both parties quicker is much easier to deal with. There's only a risk of lasting physical discomfort with the latter; he's less likely to have any time to overthink what and who he's engaged with, and they'll be more likely to leave aoon afterwards if it's just a hookup. Bruises and cuts are nothing to him anymore; the burrs and splinters of feelings that embed into him are much harder to gt rid of.
🍊 Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?
Philip is not an inherently possessive or jealous lover. But he is sensitive, and conditioned to believe the worst about himself. Polygamy would be on the table for him, with some patience- but only as a throuple or so. He wouldn't be able to share a partner with someone he's not also involved with, inevitably either coming to the dreadful conclusion he's going to be replaced or that he's stealing someone away.
🥝 Your character’s most private sexual fantasy? Or describe yours and my muse will weight in on if they would participate.
It's in truth similar to Evan's, so forgive me- but at his core, Philip is not a solitary person. He wants someone- a boyfriend, a husband, even just a particularly close friend with benefits- to have and hold and love, and more importantly to be someone worth it for them. He wants to be someone they can rely on, their steadfast rock, to take care of them- but also be able to accept being cared for himself. Not perfect, but he wants a happy relationship, a committed one. But, in his mind, he has to deserve it first.
(Or, on the less heavy-emotional side of things, he's always thought the idea of being bent over the hood of a car and fucked silly was especially hot. He would never purposefully divulge that information, either.)
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