#happy 1 year anniversary you idiots
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It Hits Different This Time
Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Rock Star Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington
Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five
“Steve.”
He hears Robin knocking on the door, her knuckles tapping firmly against the wood.
“STEVE.”
He’s lying on the bed in Robin’s guest bedroom, limbs starfished across the plush gray comforter, staring at the ceiling fan. Taylor Swift is singing to him, blasting from the Alexa speaker next to him.
Oh my, love is a lie, shit my friends say to get me by
“Alexa, volume up.”
“Steve – STEVE!”
It hits different, it hits different this time
“Alexa, off,” Robin says as she marches into the room. Taylor’s voice cuts off almost immediately and Steve huffs, frustrated.
“Steve, as much as I love listening to your ‘Sad Taylor Swift’ playlist, you need to eat something. Go for a walk. Take a shower.”
“I’d rather not.”
Sighing, Robin kicks his left leg until he’s made enough room for her to collapse down beside him and gaze up at the spinning fan.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.”
They lay in silence.
“It’s just – our three-year anniversary, Robin.”
“I know.”
“He didn’t even text me.”
“I know.”
“And the supermodels at the club! And the tweets!”
“I know, Steve.”
There’s moisture pricking at the inside of his eyes now. “I just – it’s dumb, okay? I thought we could make this work. But I guess I’m not as important to him as he is to me.”
“Dingus,” Robin chides, and he turns his face away so she can’t see that he’s actually crying now. (She still probably knows that he is; Robin always knows. He just doesn’t want anyone to see.) “Okay, is Eddie Munson a huge idiot? Yes, and he has been for as long as we’ve known him. Is he kind of an asshole now that he’s famous? Yes. Do I think this is the end? Not necessarily.”
Steve snorts. “It’s been four days, Robin. Nothing for four days. I think it’s already ended.”
Robin cuddles up to his side so now they’re legitimately snuggling together. “Look, all I’m saying is he’s going to be back in the state in a few days and I think you owe it yourself to at least have a conversation with him. Either you two decide to work things out and start communicating better or you decide that he’s not pulling his weight to make his relationship work and you get closure. Either way, I think you need to talk to him.”
“Yeah,” Steve sniffles. “You’re probably right.”
“Steven, I’m always right.”
“I’m sorry, do you want to talk about the Pixar question you fumbled on trivia night?”
“Dingus, I swear to god if you don’t let it go - ”
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Eddie’s groggy and nauseous and fuck the sun is too bright. He pulls at the window-shades as he stumbles into their kitchen, dropping his Louis Vuitton bag on the floor. The fact that he’s managing to walk while coming down from a five day bender that he barely fucking remembers is kind of a miracle.
“Steve! Stevie, baby, I’m home!”
Silence.
What day is it today, Saturday? He’s probably at the farmer’s market with Robin. Eddie’s a few days early anyways, wanted it to be a surprise. And honestly, it’s probably a good thing Steve’s not home, Eddie needs to keep sobering up.
He pulls a fresh bottle of water out of the fridge and collapses onto the restored dining-room chairs they bought a few months ago. He tips it back and drinks it down greedily, swallowing the cool water down his aching throat. “Oh, that’s good,” he moans to himself, dropping the now empty bottle onto the dining room table.
The empty bottle that clangs against something. Squinting, Eddie opens his eyes and looks down.
There’s a small box sitting at his spot, a card laying haphazardly onto the side. It looks like someone opened it and scribbled all over what they originally wrote.
Eddie frowns and grabs for the card. It’s Steve’s writing. Whatever he’s crossed out is unreadable. Instead, all there is is the following:
I would say Happy Anniversary, but judging by the fact that (1) you didn’t return my call or even text me back and (2) the paps caught you at the club with the guys and a bunch of supermodels instead, I’m going to assume that you’re not interested in celebrating it anymore.
Eddie feels his stomach sink so fast that he’s going to lose all the water he just drank.
Look, Eds, I am so proud of you for making your dream come true. I would never ask you to give that up or sacrifice your music for me. But I’m tired of feeling alone in this relationship. Of feeling like you don’t love me as much as I love you. Because I would do anything for you, but I think this all proves that you wouldn’t do the same for me.
Anyways, I still want you to have your gift. It wouldn’t make sense to give it to anyone else.
Your biggest fan, Steve
He can’t see straight and it’s not because of the drugs. He can’t breathe and it’s not because of his asthma or his wicked smoking habit.
He grabs the small box, flips it open, and chokes back a sob.
It’s a perfect replica of Aragorn’s ring, the ring he’s given that proves he is Isilduir’s heir. He’s wanted it foryears, but it was never something that he thought he could buy for himself. Sure, he could buy whatever random luxury shit without a sweat, but something so meaningful to him? Because reading The Lord of the Rings saved his fucking life in high school? His brain couldn’t deal with him buying it for himself. His therapist says it’s one of his many hang-ups regarding money and fame and his self-esteem issues, but that’s not what matters right now.
What matters is that Steve gave this to him, loved him enough to have it made for him.
And now Steve is gone.
Eddie grabs for his phone with shaking hands and checks the date.
“Fuck.”
Five days.
He’s five days too fucking late.
He’s dialing Jeff before he can even realize he’s doing it.
“Dude, I really don’t want to be talking to you right now.”
“Jeff,” Eddie barely gets out, his voice choking on a sob. “Steve is gone.”
Jeff’s silent for a moment.
“I’m on my way.”
#steddie#steddie week#steddie angst#steddie fanfic#rock star eddie munson#angst#stranger things#hurt/comfort#Steve x Eddie#lmk if you'd like a follow-up to this or not#hits different Taylor swift#Steve harrington#Eddie munson#stobin#stobin friendship#rock star au#fame au#corroded coffin
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How To Confess To The Hydro Archon
Pairing: Furina x gn!reader
Note: two dense idiots in love, mention of reader being referred to as 'lady' once, ooc, not proofread
Word Count: 3.6k
It wasn’t a well kept secret that you had a crush on Furina. Everyone and their grandma knew about it, well, everyone except for Furina herself. It was surprising that she didn’t catch the wind of the gossip of you liking her, I mean it was momentarily the main drama in the Court of Fontaine and Furina always knew all the gossip. Or maybe she did know and decided to not speak of it. Maybe she didn’t like you back? Maybe she thought of it as just some rumours and brushed it aside? Or she hated you? Okay, maybe the last one was a bit far-fetched. Anyways, these were at best, just speculations. No concrete evidence if she liked you or not.
You never were the one to flaunt or be that open about your more-than-friendly feelings on Furina but you weren’t in denial of these emotions, instead you have long acknowledged them and accepted it. So, the only thing left now was to tell her and maybe (hopefully) she accepted them. Yeah, shouldn’t be too difficult right?
Wrong!
Every time you tried to build up the courage to tell her, you would back down with the excuse of ‘I am fine with what I have with her now’ which promptly earned a well earned sharp flick on the forehead by Charlotte.
“How can you be so dense? It’s painful to watch you both, just confess and get together already!” She exclaimed, her hands on her hips as she held a very disappointed look. “And when you do get together, do tell me first, okay?”
“Is this one of your schemes for collecting headlines for The Steambird?” you sighed, rubbing your forehead to ease the pain.
“Hey! That’s not- okay, maybe, yes. But I also want you to be happy! It’s stupid to see you mope around like this. I see no reason on why you aren’t confessing,” she admitted. You scoffed at her words. You were absolutely not moping! And there was absolutely a reason to not confess… you suppose (?).
“Well, why would I confess?” You started out, wracking your brain to form an excuse. “When I am about to hit two year anniversary of me having feelings for her. Let me reach my two year-”
Flick!
“Hey, what has my forehead done to offend you today?!” you exclaimed, shielding your forehead from future attacks.
Charlotte crossed her arms and glared at you, her forehead creased. “That is so preposterous! If you continue to spew more nonsense I will not stop flicking your forehead,” she said.
You sighed for the hundredth time. You didn’t see the big issue on why confessing now was very important, you could always wait to do that later. But you suppose coming clean would be better, you could get over with it and no longer have to endure the forehead flicks of Charlotte (and the weight of your feelings).
“Fine.” you said after a long pause. “But I have no idea on how to win over her. She is an Archon!”
“That’s easy. You just have to be yourself,” she replied but the blank look on your face tells her enough on what you were going to say. “Or maybe look through some books. I am sure there is a book on how to woo someone, right?”
You hummed and stood up, “I suppose so.”
“Well, that’s settled,” she clasps her hands together. “I will be leaving now, I have to proofread some articles. Good luck.!
With that she disappears, leaving you to your thoughts in your room. You didn’t need to read more books to know the steps taken to steal someone’s heart, you have already read one and came to the conclusion that it won’t work. How? Because you just knew. I mean, ‘ask your crush out on a date with a bouquet’ was absolutely a lame and boring way to pursue someone. You needed something fit for an Archon. Not some flowers that would wilt within days.
So, with a pen and paper in hand, you decided to write your own guide to win Furina’s heart.
HOW TO WOO THE HYDRO ARCHON: A GUIDE by me for me :)
1. They say the way to a person’s heart is though their stomach = give her food what a weird saying
This one should be easy. You were already well acquainted with Furina's preferences, but this endeavor was more than just satisfying her tastes. Rather than a simple trip to the bakery for her favorite pastries, you decided for a more personal approach. You decided to make one of her beloved desserts from scratch, a gesture that you were sure would speak volumes about your sentiments, hopefully.
Fortunately for you, you knew how to bake. So, the following morning, on your day off, you dedicated all your time on carefully preparing the cake with the utmost dedication. After hours of work, you perfected everything. Securely packing it, you soon left on your merry way towards the court. Soon enough, you found yourself knocking on the door to Furina’s office.
“Furina?” You slowly peeked in to find the office empty. You silently stepped in, surveying the surroundings to see if she was actually inside or not. After a quick look, you let out a disappointed sigh. You suppose you had to leave her food on the desk now.
Unexpectedly, a voice broke the silence, making you almost jump out of your skin. “Oh, [Y/n]! What a delightful surprise! Oops, did I startle you?”
“Oh, Furina,” you responded nervously, recovering from the sudden scare. “It’s fine. I am fine.”
“That’s good to know,” she smiled but her expression quickly turned into a pout. “Why didn’t you visit me yesterday? Have you been avoiding me?”
“What?” you stammered in surprise. “Of course not! Why would I avoid you?! That is absurd. The only reason I didn’t visit was because you had to attend a trial and I didn’t wish to disturb you.”
Furina hummed, seemingly satisfied with your response. “Well I am glad you are here.” she sighed. “Mademoiselle Crabaletta has been muttering about getting in shape lately, and even said that she wanted to drag me along with her. I'm already eating much healthier than last month. I work very hard to maintain my figure.”
At her words you try to hide the food behind you. As much as you wanted her to eat your handmade delicacies, you didn’t wanted to ruin her diet.
“Hey, you can tell, can't you!?” she asked, noticing your sudden silence.
“Oh, yes, of course I can see that. You look amazing, you always did,” you mumbled out the last part.
You had to admit, you were feeling a bit awkward. Maybe because your current goal was to pursue her and not just have idle fun and chatter. It didn’t feel so casual anymore. For some reason, you were nervous. You had made food for her before but now it felt as if you have messed up something up. You wished this sudden feelings of anxiety would vanish as easily as it had appeared.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Furina inquired suddenly, rising from her seat to place her gloved hand on your forehead, and withdrawing swiftly out of embarrassment at her mistake.
“Oh, no I am quite fine. Thank you for asking,” you muttered, embarrassment enveloping you. In your absent-minded actions you placed the package right in front of her, on her desk.
“Oh, what’s this?” she asked curiously.
“Um, just some cake I made for you but I didn’t know you were on a diet,” you replied bashfully.
“Diet? Hmph, I follow no diet. Besides, there is always room for more desserts,” she declared, snatching away the packet and unpacking it. “My favourite dessert! How wonderful!”
You couldn’t help but smile at her joy of being presented with food. Well, you were glad your gesture seemed to be well-received.
“Oh? What a rich and delicate texture!” she praised. “You should certainly become a baker, your bakery would be very successful.”
You simply laughed at her words, enjoying the praise. She then offered you some as well, under the guise of having too much of food.
“You don’t expect me to eat all of this on my own, do you?” she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Open wide now, we both will enjoy this cake together.”
“Alright,” you obliged bashfully at her invitation. You just hoped she couldn’t pick up on your flustered demeanor. I mean, eating from the same spoon your crush used and that too getting fed by them would absolutely send someone spiraling.
“See, sharing is caring. Especially something this sweet,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
Maybe I should bake for her everyday if this is the outcome, you mused.
It was safe to say that this was…
Mission: SUCCESSFUL!!
2. Buy her gifts, shower her with compliments. only works if the person likes receiving gifts and praise
This was yet another one of the easy and straightforward tasks, especially considering her birthday was just a week away, which also proved to be a perfect excuse to shower her with love gifts.
Before venturing out to shop in this beautiful and pleasant weather, a prior arrangement needed to be made with Neuvillette to extend an offer for him to join you. Despite his demanding role as the Chief Justice of Fontaine, extending the invitation seemed appropriate, considering your friendly relationship. Neuvillette was also a very close friend of Furina.
"Good morning, Monsieur Neuvillette," you called out to the man engrossed in his thoughts while gazing at the Fountain of Lucine.
"Good morning, Lady [Y/n]," he greeted in return.
“No need for the formalities, Monsieur,” you insisted. “If you are available, would you care to accompany me for some shopping? Furina's birthday is in a week, and I wish to select gifts for her."
After a moment's pause, he agreed, "I suppose I can accompany you. However, is there a particular reason you wish for my company? I hardly consider myself an ideal shopping companion."
Your thoughts paused for a second. How quick of him to doubt your need for his presence, but rightfully so since you did have a motive.
"Well, it appears you've caught me," you admitted. "Furina spends considerable time with you, and I was hoping you could offer insights into her current preferences, helping me choose the perfect gift."
"While I believe you know Lady Furina better than anyone, but I'll do my best to provide you with useful information," he replied.
So serious, you thought.
Soon the sky was high up in the sky and your shopping expedition came to an end. It was a pleasant experience, conversation flowed smoothly between you two. You both decided to bid each other farewell in the place you met, near the Fountain of Lucine.
“[Y/n]!” A sudden interruption caught both your and Neuvillette’s attention. Furina waved from the distance but her excitement dwindled seeing Neuvillette next to you. The man next to you sighed but you didn’t understand what was going on.
“Why are you with him?” she asked you. “Have you been avoiding me?”
“What?! No, I am not. I promise,” you said. “I just went shopping with him.”
Furina's eyes flickered between the two of you, skeptical of your words and it was evident in her expression but she tried to act it off. "Shopping? Together? Without me?" Despite her effort, her tone betrayed a hint of jealousy.
You, still somewhat oblivious to the underlying tension, tried to diffuse the situation. "Furina, it's not what you think. Neuvillette and I were just—"
Furina opened her mouth but Neuvillette sighed, finally expressing his weariness. "Lady Furina, there's no conspiracy here. I'm not interested in pursuing any romantic involvement with [Y/n], and I believe you're misunderstanding the situation."
Furina's expression shifted to a mix of surprise and embarrassment. "Wait, what? Romantic involvement? I didn't mean that! Are you implying I am jealous Neuvillette?! Ugh, I just thought... Never mind." She crossed her arms, suddenly feeling self-conscious when you kept staring at her.
"I simply accompanied [Y/n] as a friend. I have no interest in interfering with your plans," Neuvillette replied coolly.
Furina was utterly embarrassed, tried to play it off and glared at Neuvillette who didn’t seem to care. What was his deal? Was he trying to embarrass her? She frowned at her thoughts.
"Well, it feels like you've been ignoring me all day," Furina remarked, her arms crossed.
“I wasn’t, I promise. I was buying gifts for you,” you explained. In the mention of gifts she faltered a little.
Furina, tried to act miffed yet softened slightly at your words. "Well, I demand you spend some time with me now. You are not mad at me for the misunderstanding, right? Even the best of the best sometimes makes some mistakes."
Neuvillette looked at you both skeptically. It was very clear that you liked each other, so how come both of you were so dense to not even see it. Well, he would never understand you two, it was best he left so he didn’t feel as if he was intruding something.
You on the other hand started to doubt everything, a horrible thought forming in your head.
Mission: On hold! Furina foiled the surprise and looked through the gifts. important note: Furina probably likes Neuvillette because she was jealous of me spending time with him earlier (T_T)
3. Help her with her work or chores. Show her you are reliable and helpful. Stop stressing out and just confess.
Was this even worth it? She probably didn’t even like you back. She was an Archon, a divine being with barely any flaws and you were just a mere mortal— another admirer among many. Yes, you may have been special among normal people because you were also a friend to her but it would never be more than that. You should have been satisfied with what you already had with her.
It was more believable that she liked Neuvillette and not you. It would explain why Neuvillette was throwing glances at her that day and Furina was upset.
“You are overthinking again,” Charlotte said from the other side of the room. She has been swarmed by work and managed to squeeze out some time today to spend it with you. Right in time to catch you wallowing.
“I am not overthinking,” you grumbled. “I am being perfectly reasonable here. My observations make perfect sense.”
“You seriously have an issue of being very dense,” she mumbled sipping her tea slowly and looking through your ‘How to Woo the Hydro Archon: A Guide’. “Both you and Lady Furina are the same. She may be our Archon but she is an idiot, both of you are.”
“Okay, I get it I am an idiot,” you groaned, sinking in to the cushions.
“Well, all the best. Don’t forget to tell me how everything goes by,” she said placing the cup away and picking up her kamera.
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The next morning you woke up with a pounding headache and a sore throat. You got up from the bed with a lot of difficulty and washed your face. All these were clear signs of sickness but you ignored it. The day after tomorrow was Furina’s birthday and you couldn’t afford to be in bed and be sick. You should go help her so she has a free day tomorrow.
Ignoring your fatigue, you go on your way to see Furina. You had perfectly crafted your words, and have rehearsed it many times to not falter in front of her.
You stood in front of the door to her office, staring at the design and trying to calm your beating heart. You were hesitant to knock.
Maybe I should come another day, possibly after her birthday. Yeah, that would be far better than today. The timing isn’t right eith—
“Why aren't you coming in?” Furina asked as she swung open the door, causing you to jump and stumble back a little. What is with her and scaring me lately?
“Good Morning, Furina!” you fumbled and hastily entered her office.
“Good Morning,” she replied.
Something was odd. She was usually very lively and talkative. She was being awfully quiet and reserved. Did she have a breakdown?
Only one way to find out.
“Are you okay?” you asked her softly. You knew of her breakdowns, you had accidentally walked in on her crying before. She didn’t exactly tell you why she was crying and you didn’t pry either.
“Of course, I am fine. I am bored. Mademoiselle Crabaletta refused to have a tea party with me today, she is still muttering about getting in shape. Hmph, I am already in perfect shape,” she complained.
You could sense she was lying — her elevated voice and avoidance of eye contact gave it away. However, you paid it no mind.
“Are you alright? You look very pale. Did you even sleep?” Furina asked.
“Uh, yeah. I am fine, just- yeah. I came here to tell you something,” you mumbled.
Furina looked at you with interest. You felt very small under her gaze and you wished the ground would swallow you whole.
Well, there is no going back now.
The pounding in your head increase as you squeezed your eyes shut and stammered out your confession. “I like you! I think you are very pretty! I mean, you are pretty. I like you more than a friend- not, not like a friend! I have had a crush on you for some time now! You don’t have to like me back, although I would like it if you did! You have pretty eyes!”
You breathed heavily after the confession, your vision swimming and your head feeling heavy. You went off script, all your rehearsal was useless and you messed it up.
Silence.
Furina remained silence and dread consumes you. Silence only meant one thing and you wanted to just disappear from existence, from that room. Maybe travel back to time and stop yourself from doing this. You should’ve waited.
My head hurts, you stumbled, your eyes watery, but you didn't know if it was because of Furina's silence or your increasing fatigue. Before you knew it, you had closed your eyes.
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Am I dead?
That was the first question that popped into your head when you woke up sweating and with a cloth on your head. The room was covered in darkness due to the drawn curtains but you could tell it was still daytime.
Looks like I am still alive.
You got up from your bed, removing the sheets. You slowly walked into your living to find Furina.
On your couch.
Reading something.
Death sounds wonderful right about now, you thought as the realization dawned on you. She was reading that dumb guide you made, which didn’t even work.
“Uh- Furina!” You stammered. “What are you reading? You don’t have to read that?!”
You tried to snatch it away but she was quicker.
“A guide to woo the Hydro Archon? I am truly blessed you think of me so highly,” she laughed, folding the paper and keeping it away from you. “You should certainly write a book and publish it.”
“Hey, don’t tease me!” you crossed your arms and sat down on the couch with a grumble.
An awkward silence followed. Well, you felt awkward, you didn’t know what she felt.
“It’s atrocious,” Furina began, taking your hand and placing the folded page on your palm. "It's ridiculously foolish of you to assume I like Neuvillette when you're right next to me."
“I- so you like me? Like, actually?” you asked.
“Are you questioning my judgement? You think the God of Justice would lie to you?” she responded, sitting next to you.
“No, she wouldn’t. But,” you paused, a small smile playing on your lips. “I would trust her judgement better if she made her feelings clear. Maybe with a kiss?”
“Stop teasing me!” she suddenly yelped, jumping away from you.
“I am sorry, I am sorry,” you laughed at her red face. “I don’t know what came over me to say that. Probably the sickness, but I meant every word-.”
“Shut up, you should be in bed!” she exclaimed, cutting you off. Her face resembled a tomato and you enjoyed it. You weren’t outrightly a flirtatious person so this behaviour was definitely fueled by your sickness but it also didn’t mean that you were lying about wanting to kiss her.
You were in a delirious state? …maybe.
“I don’t think I will be quiet until you make me. I should’ve known you were jealous of Neuvillette spending time with me, not the other way around. That is honestly- mmph!!”
Your words are cut off and muffled as Furina’s lips were placed on yours. Frozen in shock, you stood there for a few seconds, with your heartbeat thundering in your ears. You could probably pass out by the amount of blood that rushes to your face, making you feel hot.
Furina thought you looked adorable, but she couldn’t tolerate you calling her out as someone easily jealous. No, she needs to protect her reputation by shutting you up (she is making excuses, she just wanted to kiss you). So she kisses you. She finds this method to be quite effective and maybe she would use it more in the future.
Breaking the kiss, she was met with your dazed expression. You stood there for a few seconds, making her worried at your lack of response.
“That was my first kiss!” you gasped, breaking out of your trance.
“You weren’t shutting up! You were teasing me!” Furina retorted.
“Then I will keep talking if it means you will kiss me.” you laugh.
“[Y/n]!”
You laughed at her expression, happy and a lot better already. Maybe you could use excuses like kisses being cure to sickness. Yeah, you definitely could.
Mission: Successful!! I won at life!
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My Favorite Games of 2023.
Hi. Hello. Thanks ever so much for clicking on this page. Happy to have you.
First thing's first: I'm a little freak when it comes to video games. I don't feel the need to beat most games I play. From Software is one of my favorite studios in the industry and I've never finished a single one of their games. This means, fortunately, that I get to play a LOT more games than the average bear.
I've written up some blurbs about my top ten favorite games from 2023, but before that here's the list of every game I remember playing this year that left any sort of lasting impact on me (in no particular order):
Dead Space Remake
Resident Evil 4 Remake
F-Zero 99
Humanity
Dredge
Metroid Prime Remastered
Anemoiaplois
Alan Wake 2
Baldur’s Gate 3
LoZ Tears of the Kingdom
Counter Strike 2
Hunt Showdown
El Paso Elsewhere
Jusant
Slay the Princess|
Remnant II
The Finals
Street FIghter 6
Lethal Company
BattleBit Remastered
Don’t Scream
Homebody
The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog
Pizza Tower
World of Horror
Super Mario Wonder
Mr. Sun’s Hatbox
Fifa 23
Sea of Stars (Demo)
Half-Life (25th Anniversary Update)
And the games I played that were NOT released in 2023:
Unpacking
Persona 4 Golden
Picross 7
The Order 1886
Shovel Knight Dig
Lost Planet: Extreme Condition
Spider-Man: Miles Morales
Pac-Man Championship Edition DX
Project Zomboid
Quake
LoZ The Minish Cap
Drill Dozer
Wario Land 4
Pokemon Pinball
Resident Evil Revelations
Summer of ‘58
Trackmania
TwinCop
We Were Here
Visage
Cursed Halo CE
Half-Life 2 (I probably play this once per year)
Witch Hunt
Red Dead Redemption 2
Cyberpunk 2077
Borderlands 3
Brutal Legend
Cultic
Slay the Spire
PUBG
Rez Infinite
Batman Arkham City
Alan Wake
Alan Wake: American Nightmare
Max Payne
LoZ: Majora’s Mask 3DS
Metroid Prime
Metroid Prime 2
Tunic
Everhood
Final Fantasy VII
Final Fantasy VII Remake
GOODBYE WORLD
Yakuza: Like a Dragon
Critters for Sale
Dome Keeper
Phasmophobia
Hades
Nintendo Switch Sports
Now that you understand the kind of freak you're dealing with…
Let's dive into my top ten favorite games from this objectively fucked up year.
10. El Paso Elsewhere
Developed by Texas indie studio Strange Scaffold, El Paso Elsewhere is a Max Payne-clone with vampires, an opinionated narrator, and lots and lots of bullet time. As a small studio punching well above their weight class, Strange Scaffold leans into abstract, PlayStation 1 minimalism when it comes to visuals and pairs them with a soundtrack that will make your hands sweat. The vibes are here and they're ready for the end of the world. I'm personally also a big fan of everything this studio stands for.
9. Mr. Sun's Hatbox
I want you to imagine Metal Gear Solid V. Now I want you to imagine that game as a 2D, level-based, slapstick platformer you can play with up to three friends. If you think that sounds stupid, you'd be right. And it's beautiful. As you build up a secret army of soldiers with various skills (and disorders), you'll start to develop *favorites*. This game constantly asks if you're willing to send those favorites on a harrowing mission and risk losing them forever… or if you'd rather send an idiot you recently captured who blinks constantly and can't kill anyone without fainting.
8. Dredge
Every year I feel like I find one game that falls into the “just one more round” category, and baby… Dredge was it for 2023. As a weary fisherman in strange waters, you'll make the most out of your 12 measly hours of sunlight only for your daily voyages to inevitably pull you into the darkness of night, and night is when things get weird. Rocks emerge from the fog that you swear weren't there before, your equipment malfunctions, and you're pretty sure you just saw something in the water… something big. Despite only containing a small collection of islands, the world of Dredge manages to feel vast - perhaps vast enough to swallow you whole.
7. Resident Evil 4 Remake
I was curious to see what sort of changes would be made to the timeless classic and father of modern 3rd person shooters, Resident Evil 4. I wasn't let down. RE4 Remake takes all the things that didn't age well about the original, tossed them out, and replaced them with only good things. And MORE things! It's campy, fun, and better than a game of bingo.
6. Jusant
I really feel like this one didn't get the recognition it deserves. Jusant is a rock climbing game that combines the quiet contemplation of Journey with the mechanical specificity of Death Stranding. Unlike Death Standing, though, there is very little story to interrupt your flow. There are plenty of collectible bits to find for those curious to learn more about what happened before the events of the game, but the environmental storytelling does most of the heavy lifting. For me, the joy of the game comes from how it feels. Right trigger controls your right hand grip, and left trigger controls left hand grip. Plan your route, manage your stamina, and climb high above the clouds in search of answers.
5. F-Zero 99
This. Shit. Slaps. I've never been a big F-Zero guy, but this MADE me one. The “battle royale”, 99 player format is the perfect fit for the ruthless, high octane world of the game. Races last about three minutes, and friend, they are the most intense, white-knuckled three minutes of your life. The decision to make your boost meter the same as your health meter started in F-Zero 64 (I believe), and it is so much more HARROWING in this game when another player could side-swipe you mere meters from the finish line and blow you to bits. Sadly it's only playable via Switch Online, but it made me cheer, laugh, and scream enough this year to earn a spot in my top 5.
4. Alan Wake 2
Remedy makes weird games that also manage to exist in the AAA space and for that I will forever love them. Although Alan Wake 2 resembles a 3rd person shooter survival horror, I'd honestly say it's more of a narrative game than anything else. There's sidequests, there's puzzles, there's upgradeable skills, but at the end of the day the characters, world, and story are what kept me playing. If you haven't checked them out recently, you should definitely watch a story recap of the original games before diving into this sequel, but the wild swings for the fences this game takes are well worth that small price of admission. There's a god damn musical number, for Christ's sake.
3. The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom
I've really got nothing to say about this game that most people don't already know. It's incredible. The fact that Nintendo made a game that redefined an entire genre and then made a SEQUEL to it that ups the ante is remarkable. To be honest, I've only cleared the Rito, Zora, and Goron cities. I got a bit tired of exploring the depths and guiding Koroks to their friends, but I can't deny the sheer level of complexity and polish on display here. I saw someone on TikTok build a functioning Mecha Godzilla in this game. Good God. I've heard that the ending of this game is one of the best in the franchise, and if I'd seen it this year then it may have wound up higher on my list, but for the time being I'll continue picking up this masterpiece from time to time, chipping away at it until the day comes that I can finally smack the tits off thicc Ganondorf.
2. Half-Life (25th Anniversary Update)
I know I'm gonna get shit for this, but I don't care. This year was the 25th anniversary of Half-Life and Valve released an update that made playing it (and it's online Death Match) much more accessible. I threw it on my Steam Deck out of curiosity, expecting to play for 20 minutes. I could not put it down. It is unbelievable how modern this game still feels. I simply had so much fun sprinting through the corridors of Black Mesa with a dozen weapons strapped to my back, blasting aliens and military Spec-Op chumps as a 24(?!) year old theoretical physicist.
1. Baldur's Gate III
This game is fucked up, man. The sheer amount of writing in this game scares me. We can all talk about how BIG this game is, it deserves it, but the thing BG3 does better than any other role playing game I have ever experienced is actually encourage roleplaying. I've played through Act I four times now, with four different groups of friends, and it has felt fresh every time. I have seen the same events play out in so many different ways that it boggles the mind, but in every one of those play sessions I see players asking themselves “What would my lil guy do here?” rather than "what is the best thing to do here?" The game rewards players constantly for just trying shit and the D&D 5e rule set means playing like the character you said you were from the start leads to frequent Points of Inspiration. Maybe one day I'll see the end of this story (probably not), but I don't have to in order to feel a connection with BG3's world, characters, and most impressively, the characters I made myself.
Honorable Mentions for 2023
5. Dave the Diver
4. Homebody
3. Sea of Stars
2. Humanity
1. Super Mario Wonder
Top 5 Favorites NOT from 2023
5. Metroid Prime
4. Final Fantasy VII Remake
3. Cursed Halo (Halo CE Mod)
2. Red Dead Redemption 2
1. Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask (3DS)
Games I didn't have a chance to play from 2023 but still want to when I find more time...
Viewfinder
Venba
Chants of Sennaar
Thirsty Suitors
Hi-Fi Rush
Moonring
Armored Core VI
Laika Aged Through Blood
Bomb Rush Cyberfunk
OKAY THANKS BYE!
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Hi, could you do a SFW. Stolen Kiss w/ Satan x GN!MC please? Thank you!
You got it. I had a lot of fun with this one, so I hope you enjoy it.
1 year anniversary flash request event - SFW
(Satan x gn!MC)
Prompt 8 – Stolen kiss
Satan was pissed. After all the research he did and the trouble he went through to get the magical ingredients necessary for the curse only for one of Lucifer’s charms to deflect it – Satan could set the house on fire with his anger. Satan just wanted to make all of Lucifer’s socks and shirts invisible when he wore them. The thought of Lucifer walking around looking like he wasn’t wearing any socks or a shirt under his coats, jackets, or vests would have been so undignified and hilarious. He would have been humiliated. But now, Satan was completely invisible, and he was ready to use his newfound invisibility to wreak havoc on that pompous bastard. After all, it was Lucifer’s fault that Satan’s curse had backfired.
On his way to Lucifer’s office – hoping the bastard would be in there – Satan stormed through the house and into the library, unseen. Suddenly, all his rage melted when he saw you curled up in one of the large armchairs with a book still in your lap. His breath caught in his throat. You looked so peaceful and adorable. It was as if a blessing had been bestowed on him – like when he was on a walk and found a cat napping on whatever warm surface it could find. Satan pat himself down, searching for his D.D.D., only to find that he couldn’t see his phone when he pulled it out. Even if he managed to unlock the screen, he’d never be able to get a good picture of you like this. He sighed and put his phone away.
“I guess I’ll just have to remember how cute you look,” Satan whispered, stretching out his hand to pet you gently. You hummed softly in your sleep. He treasured that peaceful look on your face – although he wished you wouldn’t fall asleep out in the open where anyone could see you. With a tender smile, Satan bent down and left a kiss on your forehead.
This time, it was enough to cause you to stir. You furrowed your brows and opened your eyes slowly – first one and then the other. You had definitely felt something.
“Hello?” you called out, expecting someone to be nearby. Maybe you had just sensed someone looking at you. Maybe the House of Lamentation had ghosts again.
“Good morning, MC,” Satan spoke – or at least it sounded like him. You looked around, searching for the source of the voice.
“Satan? Is that you?”
“So, you recognize my voice even when you’ve just woken up? That’s cute.” Satan chuckled.
“Where are you? You’re not talking to me in my head or something, are you? Did you all finally drive me medically insane?”
“No, nothing like that,” Satan laughed. “As much as I would love to be stuck in your head, I’m afraid I’ve been cursed with invisibility for the time being.”
“Really?” You were shocked. “Which idiot had the balls to curse you? You’re not just messing with me, right?”
Satan side-stepped your “which idiot” question. He figured it wouldn’t exactly be charming to admit he had sort of – maybe – brought this upon himself. “Want proof?”
“I guess?”
Satan approached you and brought his lips to yours. You couldn’t see him, but you felt the familiar sensation of his lips, followed by a warm caress on your cheek. Although you were still a bit confused, you went along with it, closing your eyes and kissing him back. When you felt him pull away, you opened your eyes. Satan was visible again, standing right in front of you with an affectionate smile and a light blush on his cheeks.
“Damn,” Satan whispered – half in response to kissing you, and half because he wasn’t invisible anymore. “There go my plans to prank Lucifer back. Too bad.”
“Well, I’m glad I can see you now.” You smiled up at him.
Satan’s grin widened, and he held your face before giving you another slow, sweet kiss. “I’m happy you can see me, too.”
#arlatthan#requests#moss 1 year event#moss 1 year event sfw#gn!mc#satan#obey me short fic#obey me#the last two request have me back on my loving Satan bs. He's so cute and I just want to bite him a little#obey me satan#satan x mc#satan x reader
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Happy anniversary to Only Brooches - oh my gods it’s been a year
This AU would be nothing without the contributions of my friends and my fiancé - I am forever grateful for the lovely humans who helped shaped this from being a loose handful of ideas to being a full-on AU complete with art and lore
This fic is a love letter to two queer idiots, yeah - but it’s also a love letter to all of the people in my life that I care about - that our love of a hippo and worm getting together could unite a group of people who would otherwise never have met
I really gotta update the fic….
Also, if this is your first time hearing about this AU and you wanna know more, you can check out the tag on my blog - or you can start reading here:
#Fic anniversary#rottmnt#hypno potamus#warren stone#hypnowarren#hypnopotamus#hippoworm#no crime only brooches au#fanfiction#rise of the tmnt#no crime only brooches#rise donnie#rise raph#rise mikey#rise april#rise leo#ao3 link#rottmnt au#rottmnt leo#rise tmnt
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small town masterlist - [in progress]
Well, I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probably die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
Spring break had come and gone in the small town of Hawkins, Indiana, and, surprisingly enough, the world hadn't ended. Yet.
Join Eddie and Dottie as they navigate what's left of the school year, graduation, D&D sessions with the Hellfire Club, falling in love, and potentially deadly supernatural encounters kicking off on a certain Very Important Anniversary no one stopped to warn them about. '86, baby.
eddie munson/original female character, st4 fix-it, slow burn, strangers to friends (idiots) to lovers, found family, canon-typical violence, swearing, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending (check each chapter for specific warnings)
word count: 157.2k (and counting!)
chapter list:
chapter 1 - the wild boys [1.7k]
chapter 2 - what you need [1.4k]
chapter 3 - tonight she comes [3.9k]
chapter 4 - manic monday [4.1k]
chapter 5 - i've got a rock 'n' roll heart [3.2k]
chapter 6 - walking on sunshine [2.7k]
chapter 7 - the search is over [4.1k]
chapter 8 - the heat is on [4.4k]
chapter 9 - adult education [3.8k]
chapter 10 - that's what friends are for [7.5k]
chapter 11 - true colors [5.5k]
chapter 12 - fortress around your heart [7.1k]
chapter 13 - you give good love [9.5k]
chapter 14 - missing you [6.0k]
chapter 15 - don't you want me [7.3k]
chapter 16 - let's hear it for the boy [12.2k]
chapter 17 - girls just want to have fun [7.7k]
chapter 18 - i know there's something going on [5.9k]
chapter 19 - we built this city [7.6k]
chapter 20 - self control [10.3k]
chapter 21 - far from over [6.0k]
chapter 22 - let's dance [10.5k]
chapter 23 - cum on feel the noize [13.8k]
chapter 24 - up where we belong [9.9k] *NEW*
chapter 25 - part-time lover *coming soon*
extras:
[1] official small town playlist (full post) + spotify link only
[2] hellfire class of '86 class schedules
[3] wayne's chicken rice soup recipe
[4] maggie's lemon strawberry cake recipe
[5] girls just want to have a road trip playlist (full post) + spotify link only
[6] hellfire club's d&d character sheets
[7] lydia's potato latkes recipe *NEW*
[8] *coming soon*
dividers:
@firefly-graphics -> yellow lines & daisies
ao3 link:
start from chapter 1 -> here
#bunny writes#small town fic#eddie munson x female character#eddie munson x oc#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson#eddie munson fic#hellfire club#stranger things 4#eddie munson x reader#dustin henderson#mike wheeler#gareth stranger things#jeff stranger things#chrissy cunningham#joseph quinn#baby's first fic#nancy wheeler#erica sinclair#wayne munson#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson angst#steve harrington#robin buckley#stranger things#lucas sinclair#jason carver#eddie munson x ofc
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Reader-Insert Masterlist
This is a comprehensive list of all Character x Reader fics I have written. They are all written in second-person POV, and are written for a gender-neutral reader unless stated otherwise. Please heed warnings for each individual fic.
Fandoms: Attack on Titan (more to come)
Characters: Levi Ackerman, Eren Jaeger (more to come)
Levi Ackerman
Multi-chapter works
The Harbinger’s Premonition [AO3]
He's not meant to see you, but he does. To him, you are Death's Harbinger. To you, Levi Ackerman is a mortal that you wish you didn't have to haunt.
Grim Reaper!Reader Canonverse AU, canon-typical violence, canon compliance, spoilers for the show and manga
Ongoing; 10.1k words
One-shots
Between the Pages
Lately, your attention has been captured by a new book series, to the point where you won’t stop talking about it. Wanting to know exactly what it is that you’re talking about, Levi does some reading of his own.
Fluff, established relationship, 2.7k words
All Too Familiar
In a twisted turn of events, you, Levi’s lover, take the bullet instead.
Angst, spoilers for Season 4 Part 1, major character death, 2.4k words
Onwards Past to Eternity (Request)
An alternative happy ending to All Too Familiar.
Angst, fluff, Season 4 spoilers, manga spoilers, 6.4k words
Embrace of the Sun (NSFW)
Morning musings with your lover turn into something a little more heated.
Fluff and smut, explicit sexual content, fem!Reader, 5.0k words
Gentle Touches (Request)
In which Levi experiences affection for the first time.
Fluff, emotional hurt/comfort, newly established relationships, non-sexual intimacy, 3.4k words
And So It Begins. (Request)
On the field, you are a force to be reckoned with. Off the field, it is almost the exact opposite. Either way, you catch your Captain’s eye, and so it begins.
Fluff, confessions, getting together, fem!Reader, 5.8k words
Limits
Mind still buzzing from the horrors of a disastrous expedition, Levi returns home to you in a daze. You try to offer whatever comfort you can.
Hurt/comfort, a little angsty, civilian reader, 1.5k words
Remedy
Struggling to keep up with your university workload, you fall sick, much to your dismay. Your boyfriend takes care of you, but Levi’s spent too much of his life watching a loved one struggle with illness, and can’t help the rising fear within him when looking after you.
Sickfic, university AU, fem!Reader, 2.0k words
At Ease
You, the Survey Corps’ most prized asset, finds solace in the stoic but gentle teashop owner who you’ve come to know as your friend.
Or: The Captain!Reader x Civilian!Levi AU absolutely nobody asked for.
Friends to lovers, emotional hurt/comfort, role reversal AU, 3.5k words
Ignorance is Bliss
Out of the entire cast of Attack on Titan, the member that spends the least time online is probably Levi. And after seeing the responses to the latest collaboration promotional photoshoot, he wants to keep it that way.
Actor AU, established relationship, fluff, humour, some suggestive content, 1.1k
Levi Week Day 3: Shy & Blushing | Affections & Fondness
To celebrate your second anniversary together, Levi takes you to see the beach for the first time.
Canonverse, established relationship, post S3, fluff, mild NSFW (oral sex), 3.5k
It’s A Wrap!
Working on Attack on Titan as a makeup artist has irreversibly changed your life. As the end rapidly approaches, you find that letting go is harder than you’d thought. After years of harbouring feelings for Levi that you can’t divulge, his final day on set arrives. You know it’s time to say goodbye to him and part ways—but maybe you don’t have to.
AOT Actor AU, Actor!Levi x Makeup Artist Reader
Fluff, mutual pining, friends/idiots to lovers, confessions, brief implied sexual content, 6.9k
Ficlets (<1k words)
Safe With Me
Lately, mental exhaustion has been weighing you down, and Levi takes it upon himself to take care of you.
Hurt/comfort, mentions of mental health struggles, and mental exhaustion, 0.8k words
Dozes
A quick little fic about sleepy morning cuddles with Levi.
Fluff, established relationship, 0.6k words
All Is Well.
After watching the latest Attack on Titan episode, you seek out your actor boyfriend in need of reassurance that he’s okay.
Fluff, Season 4 Pt 2 spoilers, actor AU, 0.8k words
Confessions
You confess to your long-time best friend about how you truly feel.
Fluff, friends-to-lovers, 0.5k words
Insecurities
You don’t feel like you deserve him. Levi has a few things to say about that.
Emotional hurt/comfort, angst and fluff, 0.6k words
A Failed Attempt
Levi feels like he should try to be more traditionally romantic. Little does he know just how bad at that he is.
Fluff, humour, newly established relationship, 0.8k words
A Lover’s Hands
“His hands are weapons of war, but they are gentle, and you can think of no better pair of hands to cherish you so.”
Fluff, established relationship, suggestive content, 0.4k words
Another uni AU drabble (title TBC)
You and your boyfriend want nothing more to cuddle in bed and sleep in the safety of each other’s arms, but university work seems to have a vendetta against you.
Uni AU, fluff, established relationship, 1.0k words
Love’s Philosophy [AO3]
A ficlet collection based off this prompt list.
Multiple AUs, varying individual ratings.
Ongoing; 11/20 ficlets posted as of July 2023.
Headcanons & thoughts
The Florist Saga: Florist/plant dad Levi | Florist Levi x teashop owner Reader | Florist Levi tag
Being called ‘pretty’
Busy-body S/O
Getting his wisdom teeth removed
Thoughts: IKEA dates | Doting on him
Submissions (from you guys!): Naps | Massages
Eren Jaeger
Ficlets (<1 words)
Since You Asked So Nicely
It’s three minutes until midnight. Your boyfriend’s eager to unwrap his birthday present a little early, and since he asked so nicely, how could you say no?
Established relationship, suggestive content, implied modern AU, 0.6k
Headcanons
#eren thoughts ⬅️ other headcanons and short blurbs
More to come...
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I'M NOT SURE IF I'M GOING TO BE ABLE TO DO ANY ART FOR LIMBUS 1ST ANNIVERSARY OR ANGELA'S BIRTHDAY SO IN ADVANCE HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA AND HAPPY 1 YEAR TO BEING WITH THESE IDIOTS ON THE BUS!!!
thank you to everyone that has followed my delusions on this blog for the past 6 months+ as well, without limbus i don't think i would have made the progress i have made in art this past year :) thank you very much
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Azula didn't know what made her reach out for his hand right then. Sokka froze when he felt her grip on his wrist, and he turned to look at her, surprised. A mild blush tinged her cheeks, and she refused to meet his gaze. - Chapter 76
Happy Gladiator 11th Anniversary @seyaryminamoto
Glad that I had the chance to make this story part of my life almost 11 years long and hopefully longer. I was a teenager back then, now I am nearing my thirties.
This moment is one of my favorites and one of the one's that is stuck in my mind, because I think about it often. Seeing the whole scene would have been so amazing, but I'm not advanced enough in my drawing abilities.
So, I have my third Sokkla hands sketch and fourth Gladiator-based sketch. I have a colored version, but this one was better. This being said, art is not easy. This is not comparable with professional fanarts of course and miles away from flawless, but I wanted to share it anyway.
He seemed to notice her mind had drifted just now, and he placed a hand on hers, squeezing it a little and bringing her back to reality with that.
"Get some rest, alright?" he said, smiling kindly again before standing up.
Azula didn't know what made her reach out for his hand right then. Sokka froze when he felt her grip on his wrist, and he turned to look at her, surprised. A mild blush tinged her cheeks, and she refused to meet his gaze.
"J-just… it's not really like… like we've never done this before," she muttered, weakly. "There's no need for you to sleep on the floor downstairs. You could just…"
Sokka's eyes widened, his heart drumming in his chest upon that proposal. Soon enough, a smile spread over his features. He slid his wrist out of her grip, but only to clasp her hand with his.
"You sure?" he asked. "You don't think your uncle might peek here in the middle of the night…?"
"He sleeps like a rock, you've seen that yourself," Azula muttered, releasing his hand before dropping on the bed, curling with her back towards him so she wouldn't face him anymore. "Do as you wish… but you can stay here, if you want to."
Sokka lowered his head, his smile widening. For Azula to allow him to share the bed with her, despite their latest conflicts, was a bigger relief than he expected to get. She still wanted to be with him, it seemed… and as much as she was right to say he was an idiot, he wasn't stupid to the point of refusing her offer.
-Gladiator Chapter 76: Pairs Tournament Arc 5
Sokkla Hands 1
Sokkla Hands 2
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Congrats on your 1 year anniversary, beautiful! You're a joy to see and hear from!
I've thought about this for a bit and this would be my request.
Prompt #25 on the mix list:
“It hurts...” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you...”
It hits something very personal for me that constantly needs soothing.
But I won't lie to you, your sex pollen Joel fic with the weird bloater has been living rent free in my head to the point it's becoming "personal" 🥴 (Just trying to keep this PG.)
Oh, Naomi. Forgive me for how long I have taken to finish your request, but I am happy to say that I've completed it. You deserve all the love and so much more! I hope you enjoy what I've written and thank you for sending this in, my love. ❤️
Idiots in Love
Pairing: Joel Miller x You (F!Reader)
Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Friends to lovers. Little bit of angst with a happy ending. Smut. Kissing. Oral (F receiving). Unprotected PIV sex. Fluff.
Prompts: “It hurts...” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you...”
Many Thanks to Char for doing the beta and writing all of the smut for me on this one. I couldn't have finished this story without you, beautiful! ❤️ @supernaturalgirl20
Observance is Joel’s speciality. He’s quite good at watching people go about their usual daily business and making little assumptions in his head about their character that, more often than not, turn out to be true. It’s a skill that he’s used for the longest time, even before the outbreak.
The man used this speciality with you too. At the time, he had his reasons as you were the newbie. You had just joined the community after being out on the road for so long and naturally, he was dubious of trusting you. Joel’s always been like that. Ever since he became a father, he grew wary of new people entering his life, and after the outbreak, he became even more cautious of strangers.
You were a stranger to him and initially, he assumed you were just taking the necessary time to settle in. You didn’t make any friends in the first three months you were here, nor any enemies. You kept your head down, finished your shifts at work and went home.
You spent a lot of time at home, even on your days off, and for a long while, Joel thought you were an introvert; someone who just prefers to be on their own and doesn’t like to be around others. He understood that as he sometimes doesn't want to be around others as well and much prefers his own company.
Joel had asked his brother about you before, and Tommy said that you were just more quiet than most, which is one of the many reasons why the man had his doubts in the first place. Being quiet isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but you were too quiet.
After having the pleasure to meet you, though, he was delightfully surprised because the little assumptions he made about you and your personality turned out to be different. He had a glimpse of your personality and wanted to know more. Not just out of curiosity or to appease his worries of trusting you, but because he was genuinely interested.
Your smile drew him in at first, it was warm and generous, but your voice was most shocking to him. You spoke softly. So softly in fact that he often thinks about how your first ‘hello’ sounded to this very day. The man expected you to be afraid of interaction, or awkward in conversation, but you were quite the opposite.
You were friendly and sweet with a good sense of humour. The kind that makes him laugh with authenticity and not just to be polite. And now, two years after meeting you, you’re still all of these things and more. Joel and Tommy were wrong about you. You’re not quieter than most. You’re just reserved. You open up and share personal things with those you trust.
And Joel is glad to be someone you can trust. You’re a real treat to be around, and whenever he isn’t with you, he thinks about you often. Which is what he is doing right now as a matter of fact. He wonders how you are feeling and what’s keeping you away. You weren’t feeling too good the last time he saw you on Sunday night, but you’ve been to work and around Jackson since then.
You and Joel spend quite a lot of time together. Almost every day actually, but since Sunday night, you’ve been rather distant. You walked him home, and were in a good mood too. You were humorous and giggly, walking side by side with your arms linked together to stay warm. It was a lovely night to take a stroll, and he enjoyed every second of it with you. However, once you had walked him to his front door, he turned to face you and was about to offer you to come inside for a cup of sweet tea when you stumbled into him.
You caught your balance quickly and apologised to the man, but when he asked if you were okay, you then complained about a sudden wave of nausea. He offered you to come inside for a glass of water instead, but you politely declined and said goodnight. Something didn’t feel right. Joel knows you like the back of his hand now and he could tell you were lying about feeling nauseous, but didn’t want to impose by asking you were sure or offering to talk you home.
Now that four days have passed since he last saw you, he wonders what he did wrong. At first, he just thought that you might have wanted some time to yourself, but you’ve been actively avoiding him and he wants to know why. He doesn’t want to sit around and think about you, he’d much prefer to be in your company, but only if you want his company too.
Pulling himself up from the sofa after lacing up his boots, he heads out the front door and makes his way over to your house. It’s not that far away. You only live three streets over from him, but he walked briskly with a determination for answers and an eagerness to see you again. In times like this where he hasn’t seen you for a while, it becomes clear how much he enjoys being with you. Truthfully, he misses you, especially the way your eyes light up with a smile every time you see him.
When rounding the corner to the street you live on, he smiles upon seeing your house. It’s like a second home for him as you’ve welcomed him inside plenty of times before. Joel knows something isn’t right. He isn’t paranoid or over-thinking things. You would have visited him by now, or called him via radio at the very least. You have his private channel as well just in case, and he’s not mad at you. He’s mad at himself for pushing you away.
As he jogs up the porch steps, he catches a glance of you in the living room and stops in his tracks to get a better look through the cracks in the blinds. Something is most definitely wrong. You’re crying, and the sight of you like this punches him in the gut. Your eyes were blotchy red and puffy, your cheeks glistening under the light above with a fresh set of tears. It’s beating him up to see you like this, and he’s hell bent on knowing the reasons why you’re upset.
Approaching your front door and knocking once before opening it, he stepped inside whilst calling out for you. “Hey, it’s just me, darlin” he says quickly, “I’m coming in-”
“Joel?” You cut him off before he could finish, “Shit, this isn’t really a good time. I’m um… I’m-”
“Upset and in need of a friend,” Joel cuts you off now, finishing your sentence. “I know, sweetheart. I could see through the blinds and I’m not leaving you like this.” He takes his shoes off and places them on the rack then shakes off his jacket and hangs it up on the hook, no doubt while you wipe the tears away from your eyes and make yourself look less upset than what you actually are.
As he enters the living room and takes a look at you, he sees that you have indeed wiped the tears and put on a fake smile as well. “I’m okay. It’s nothing.” You shake your head in denial, visibly lying through your teeth which only worsens the feeling in Joel’s gut because you’re trying to dismiss how you feel right now. “Just don’t want you to see me like this,” you whisper whilst lowering your head to avert his gaze. “I’m a mess, Joel.”
“Listen to me,” he sighs heavily and moves toward you, “It’s not a bad thing to cry, Y/N. It actually feels good to release it, and if you want to, just let it all out.” He slowly takes a seat on the sofa, but leaves a bigger gap than what he normally does to give you the space. “And yer not a mess. You’re beautiful, darlin’.”
“I’m just feeling emotional, you know?” You lift your head to look him in the eyes, “Like really emotional. More than I usually am, and I suppose it was too much…” You explain as another tear falls from your eyes, “...I don’t really cry in front of others. Especially you.”
“I understand,” Joel replies with a soft tone and lifts his hand to wipe the tears rolling down your cheeks. “And I’m sorry for barging in here too.” He smiles with a quiet, humourless chuckle. “I’d leave and give you space Y/N, but…” He pauses briefly with another sigh escaping him, “...But something tells me it’s not just feeling emotional. What’s botherin’ yer? If you want to tell me, I might be able to help.”
“It just…” You choke on the words while shaking your head again and the man lifts his hand again to cup your cheek, his thumb dragging across your skin as he moves closer. The action gave you comfort as you took a deep breath to gather yourself together. “It hurts…” Is all you could manage to say before closing your eyes.
“What?” He asks, brows furrowed with concern. Silence filled the air with that question, and it’s almost as if you were reluctant to answer him. Your lip trembled as you kept your eyes closed, like you didn’t want to look at him anymore. The man felt your heart-break and it was agonising to witness you so upset like this. It worried him. Right down to the very core, it worried him deeply.
He wraps an arm around your upper back, using his free hand to caress your arm and squeeze you reassuringly. “It’s ok. You can tell me, sweetheart. What hurts?” He asks again, to which you open your eyes slowly and make a surprised sound before gulping audibly. “Loving someone who doesn’t love me.” You reply, your eyes darting down to his lips briefly.
Only in that moment did Joel become aware of how close his face was to yours. It was exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. His heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest. He could feel it thumping in his ears. It was that loud. The man desperately wanted to lean in and kiss you, but couldn’t take the opportunity at this time. It feels like he would be taking advantage of you in an emotional state like this, even though he’s just watched you look at his lips.
“I don’t know who this person is that doesn’t love you, girl,” he breathes heavily, lustfully, “But they are a fool.” He shakes his head slightly, his gaze dropping to your lips then back to your eyes again. “It’s actually pretty hard not to love everything about you, darlin’.”
“Really?” You ask, your breath hitching as you speak, and when he nods with a serious look in his eyes, a trembling smile appears on your lips. He is the one you thought didn’t love you. It’s been a long time since you felt this way about someone. There’s something about Joel that just captured your attention and drew you in. From the very first moment you met the man, he had your attention.
It’s his eyes. The way his hazel eyes expand whenever he looks at you, which always follows with an enchanting smile. You like to make him laugh just to see that smile of his, although it doesn’t take much to make him smile anyways. He was stand-offish with you at first, naturally, but as soon as he warmed up to you, it just felt right. Like you were destined to meet him and feel that connection.
However, you’ve spent most of your life alone. Especially out there on the road where danger lurks around every corner. You knew you had found a place worth settling into the second you entered the gates of Jackson, but the second you laid your eyes upon Joel and heard that soft southern drawl saying ‘hello’, you knew you had found someone worth calling a friend. You just didn’t know at the time that it would progress into something more.
You should have seen it coming, the attraction was there in the beginning, but you didn’t want to risk losing him. Perhaps this was meant to be; the way it happened and how long it took for you both to come to your senses. Hearing those words from Joel was exactly what you needed to hear. It was enough to make you feel confident that he does love you more than a friend. He said it himself, ‘it’s pretty hard not to love everything about you’.
“Well, Joel Miller,” you break the silence with a bashful laugh, “You just called yourself a fool. It’s hard not to love everything about you too,” you admit while lifting your hand to cup his cheek, though he looked visibly annoyed. Not with you, but with himself. “Should have said something sooner. I-” he grumbles, and you watch as he looks at you with nothing but adoration in his big hazel eyes. “I should have done this sooner.” He says before closing the gap to place his lips over yours.
You gasped softly before kissing him back. It was beautiful. He is beautiful. His kiss is somehow better than you ever could have imagined, and you’ve spent a lot of time thinking about how it feels too. But to finally welcome his embrace made you feel light-headed in the very best way. You wanted to collapse into his arms and be completely wrapped up in his warmth.
You could feel the way his hand clasped your upper arm, as if he were silently saying he didn’t want this to end anytime soon. And neither did you. In fact, you wanted more. So much more. Your hands slid up his chest and your fingers pawing at the buttons of his brown checked shirt as he tilted his head to the side with a request you’re familiar with.
It’s been a while since you’ve felt intimacy like this, but you haven’t forgotten what all the subtle movements mean. You respond to the man with the softest moan and part your lips, granting him entry. Although your eyes were closed, they rolled back upon feeling his tongue slip inside your mouth. It felt so good, and the sound of his quiet grunts made you whimper with a burning desire to hear more. You wanted to hear everything he could offer. Everything you could draw out of him.
You break off for a breath of air, moaning needily. “Joel please.”
You lean in and your lips connect with his again, but this time fervently, with heat and passion in your movements. You run your hands up his chest and begin popping open the buttons, your hands shaky and frantic with arousal. You haven’t felt this horny in a long time. It’s almost as if you’ve become feral. Just so utterly desperate to feel more of his touch in areas of your body that you need it most.
The thought of him entering you makes you whimper and your legs squeeze together with a throbbing pulse in your nether regions. “Let me.” He mutters before pulling back to tear his shirt up his body and exposing his wide chest for your eyes to admire. Your gaze lands on his taut pecs and the softness of his stomach, your brows raising with delight at the trail of hair underneath his belly button that leads into his jeans.
You bite your lip with sinful thoughts crossing your mind and see him blush in the corner of your eyes. The way you were staring at him with nothing but attraction brought a flattered smile to his lips. He felt sexy under your ogling. “Hey,” he says, tearing your attention away from his body by placing his thumb under your chin to lift your gaze, “Eyes on me, gorgeous.”
As he leans in and places a kiss to the corner of your mouth, you shudder under his featherlight touch and tilt your head back to relish the tickle of his beard against your skin. He nips a path along your jaw whilst his hand slips around the back of your neck, keeping you in place as he inflicts his bruising kisses to your neck.
Your mouth falls open with a breathy moan escaping your lips, to which he responds with a whispered reassurance, “I got you, babydoll. Just relax and let me take care of yer.” Nodding to the man as you slowly laid yourself back into the sofa, he moved with you and carefully distributed his weight over your body.
His hazel eyes were glazed over with lust as he stared down at you, the corners of his mouth curling into a devilish smirk. “Now this don’t seem fair. You’ve far too much clothes on, doll.” Your heart thrummed loudly in your ears as his hand skimmed down along the curve of your waist, the ache between your legs growing by the second.
“Then do something about it,” you breathed out raggedly and before you could blink he had pushed himself onto his knees and was pulling your leggings off. With one tug he had left you bare from the waist down and when his eyes slowly took in the sight of you, wet and throbbing with need, he growled. “Goddamn. Now that’s a sight I’ll never get used ter….So damn pretty.”
He surged forward and captured your lips in a searing kiss and the feel of his tongue running along the seam of your bottom lip had you moaning beneath him. His hands roamed the expanse of your skin and you couldn’t help but shiver with anticipation when his rough hands pushed your top up slowly, exposing your breasts.
The cool air made the peaks of your nipples harden instantly and he groaned into your mouth when he grabbed your breast, massaging it roughly before tweaking your nipple with his forefinger and thumb. “Take it off, babydoll,” he rasped as his hands moved to help you pull it over your head.
“So darn beautiful,” he breathed as his lips found yours again. The ache between your thighs was beginning to become unbearable and you desperately wanted to feel him slip inside you. “Joel, please,” you begged as you lifted your hips up to grind against his hard length.
Pulling away with a groan, he looked down at you with a sly smirk on his face. “What do yer want, babydoll? Tell me and I’ll give it to yer.” His hand moved down slowly along the skin of your stomach and you gasped when his fingers found your aching core. Closing your eyes, your body shudders as he runs his fingers along your slick.
“Please,” you whimper, “Wanna feel you, Joel. Wanna feel you inside of me.” His lips graze your neck before his teeth nip your skin and release a strangled groan. “Not yet, sweetheart. Gotta make sure yer ready for me.”
His mouth began to leave a trail of kisses along your neck, down over your breasts and stomach until his face was completely nestled between your thighs. His tongue licks along your folds and you moan as your back arches off the couch, your hands finding purchase in his hair.
He groans into your cunt as you tug hard on his hair and the vibrations make you gasp. He moves one of your legs over his shoulder and buries his tongue inside you. Jesus, he’s good at this. It makes you wonder how many women he’s been with but those thoughts don’t linger as he works you towards your release.
He alternates between licking and sucking and shoving his tongue inside you and you are a complete and utter mess below him. Writhing in pleasure. That heat begins to build and you can feel yourself teetering along the edge. “Joel,” you whimper, spurring him on and when he suck’s on your bundle of nerves, you come hard with his name on your lips.
Lifting his head, his tongue licks around his lips as he moves above you completely. Dazed and still horny, you reach up and kiss him tasting yourself on his tongue. You can feel him hard against you and your hands fumble with his belt as you try to free him from his jeans. He pulls away from you and quickly pops open the button and pulls at the zipper, pushing his jeans down his thighs and just past his knees.
He doesn’t take them off completely and you look up at him with confusion. “No time, darlin’. Wanna feel you now.” Leaning over you once more he pumps himself twice before lining himself up with your core, the tip of his cock nudging your entrance.
“Sure about this?” He asks, his voice soft and low as he stares you down, “Because once I take you, I ain’t ever letting you go.”
“I’m sure.” You nod frantically, “Now fuck me. Please, Joel.”
He thrusts his hips forward, sheathing himself within you and he releases a strangled groan at the feel of your walls around him. “Jesus! So goddam tight.”
After giving himself a minute to calm himself, he begins to move in and out of you, pulling his cock back until just the head is inside you and thrusting back inside. Your arms grip his back as his hips grind into you, seemingly hitting that secret spot deep within and you can feel yourself on the verge of coming again.
“Fuck babydoll I’m close, are you close? Wanna…wanna feel you come around me before I….fuck,” he groans as his hips begin to falter. You move your hand down between your joined bodies and rub over your swollen bud, and within seconds you’re coming with a strangled groan of his name.
Joel thrusts twice more before quickly pulling out, coming hard as his spend coats your stomach. His breathing is ragged as he stares down at you, his eyes taking in your blissful dishevelled state. “So pretty like this, with my cum painting your skin. I love it…” He sighs softly, cupping your cheek, “I love you, babydoll.”
“Love you too, Joel,” You say with a smile.
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My Creek Headcanons pt 1 ( Ft Craig’s gang )
A mixture of late adulthood, teenage and early childhood years.
• Tweek made the first move on their first kiss
• Craig and Tweek both propose to each at the same time (Not by choice though, it was a happy outcome)
• When they were eleven , Tweek and Craig gave each other a candy ring and got 'married' in the playground at their school
• They moved out of South Park together at 21, and both went to separate college but in the same town
• On their anniversaries before moving out of South Park, they normally pack up and go away for a while because people in town always makes a HUGE deal on that day, and it annoys them
• Tweek is never at his home, and always spends nights at the Tuckers
• The Tuckers love Tweek, so much that they always make sure to stock up coffee just for him. He even got his own coffee cup.
• Clyde is the biggest creek shipper, so he always third wheels on them. He does not mind third-wheeling, but Craig and Tweek do mind and find it annoying.
• Speaking of Clyde, Craig and Clyde are always going to be best friends! even in their fifties, but Craig still yells at him for being an idiot
• Tweek can fight very well, so when he gets into fights Craig doesn't step in and help. Only because Craig knows Tweek will win, so he just cheers him on.
• But if Tweek does end up losing the fight, Craig will jump in (but that’s really rare)
• Tweek and Tricia are very close
• Craig and Tweek got married at twenty four years old
• Tolkien has Gnomes in his garden, Jimmy and Clyde like to tease Tweek with them
• Tweek says weird shit whens he's high, he say that he 'sees dead people', while Craig just doesn't stop talking and then cries.
• Tweek rarely drinks, but Craig enjoys it so he commonly go out with Tolkien and Clyde for a few beers
• Craig and Tweek are completely different when their sick. When Tweek is sick, he is open about it and wants to rest, but Craig pretends he’s fine and tries to carry on with his daily routine (until Tweek forces him to rest)
• Craig and Tweek is cat people , Craig finds dogs loud and annoying while Tweek finds them difficult to handle (and of course, too much pressure)
• Craig calls Tweek pet names a lot, but Tweek just calls him Craig
• Craig’s favorite pizza is plain cheese, and Tweek’s favorite is ham and pineapple
• Tweek has very long hair, you can’t tell because how messy it looks since he doesn’t brush it. Craig does brush it for him, but it always ends up looking like a bird nest again.
• Craig has an IPhone, but Tweek sticks with Android
• Speaking of phones, Tweek's phone is completely cracked whiles Craig’s is fine.
• They both are morning people, and they enjoy taking morning walks in the morning.
• Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Tolkien and Jimmy's favorite song to sing on the karaoke is Don’t stop believing by Journey (mostly when their drunk)
• Craig is normally the one cooking from them two, while Tweek does the baking.
• Tweek's enjoys gardening, he plants flowers, veg and fruits.
• They by all odds have Guinea pigs when their old, and their names will be Stripe.
• Craig has reading glasses in his fifties
• Tweek has his camera taped over on his phone and computer.
• Craig is always dressing up Stripe or putting little glasses on them.
• Craig played football in High school, while Tweek does music and theatre.
• Craig still watches red racer in his fifties, he sometimes falls asleep on the couch half way the show at early hours in the morning. Tweek scolds him for it though, but still ends up carrying him to bed.
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Dwayne Pride Masterlist Update 2/1/2024
Dwayne Pride x reader
Catch Up
Big Wide World
Calm Before the Storm
Too Big
Hold You
Piano Confessions
Angel
Surprise
Fighting For You
Caring
High Praise
Too Close
Reassurance
Christmas Playlist
You Burnt The Turkey
Freezing
At Least You Tried
Out With The Old, In With The New
Made Up My Mind
Exes and Ohs
Unforgettable
Miscommunication
Drenched
Laughter
Worry
I Can’t Stop
Bad and Good
Ti Amo
Dream A Little Dream Of Me
Blind Date
No More Secrets
Anniversary
Asking For Help
Back Home
Warming Up
His and Her Hats
Sneaky
Baking
Snuggling
Road Trip
Holding Closely
Blind Date
Grief
My Ship Has Sailed
Dark Past
Extended Family
Can’t Stand To See You Cry
Walk Out That Door…
I Don’t Share
Accused
Surrounded By Idiots
Stormy Weather
Hope Your Happy
You Drunk?
Much Needed Comfort
Spilled Beans (Tammy Gregorio x reader)
Stubborn
Day Together
New Year’s Kiss
Happy Birthday
Our Little Fighter
Don’t Forget To Remember Me
Everytime We Touch
Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You
Shaking
Lazy Morning
God Knows
You Don't Have To
Chubby Thighs
Honeymoon Suite
Rushing To Your Side
Intruders
Perfectly Matched
Not For Anyone
Interrupted
Photoshoot
My Wife's A Badass
Shush I've Got You
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The Start of Something Old Ch.1
Fandom: Angel (Buffyverse)
Rating: E
Pairing: Spike/Lindsey/Angel (Splingel)
Word Count: 3495
Warnings: Sounding, double penetration, rough sex, oral, anal fingering, anal, subby Lindsey, biting, blood sharing, vampire dynamics
Summary: Angel gives Spike a very special gift.
A/N: ok, I finally found some headspace to get this done. Ended up more plotty than porny, and I'm not sure on some parts of it, but, it is what it is. Yay for finally finishing a Splingel, tho! Written for day two of Kinktober.
Squares Filled: enemies with benefits ( @julybreakbingo )
When he finally heard the elevator signaling Angel's arrival, Spike was splayed out across the bed, his cock ruddy and curved up towards his pale stomach, hard and leaking, his fists clenched in the sheets as he fought against the need to cum. He had kept himself on the edge, just as Angel had told him to. For two and a half agonizing hours. If Angel didn't let him finish soon, something was going to rupture.
Angel strode into the bedroom, pulling his gift to Spike along behind him. Spike sat up, his aching cock momentarily forgotten as he looked over his present.
"Not messing with me, are you, Angel?"
"Nope. He's all yours. For the month anyway. We'll figure out what to do with him after Halloween."
Spike's lips spread into a wicked smile and he climbed off the bed, crossing over to Angel. Pulling the older vampire away from the surprise offering, he captured his mouth in a deep kiss, both of them chuckling at the quiet whimper that sounded from beside them. Releasing his hold on Angel, Spike stepped over to stand in front of the shorter man.
"All mine to use as I see fit, for a whole month. Surprised you went in for it, Texas."
"Wasn't exactly a hard sell, Blondie. Upgrade to my prison cell," Lindsey gestured at the room, his gaze locked on Spike's, a smirk playing on his lips. "Better lookin' cellmates than a Groxlar demon. The potential for a lot of great sex. May have done some stupid shit over the years, but mamma ain't raise no idiot."
Spike barked out a laugh, reaching out to untie the bow wrapped around Lindsey's hands.
"Leave it, Spike. At least for tonight, Lindsey's hands stay bound."
Spike looked over at Angel, eyebrow quirking up in curiosity.
"Probationary period. If he behaves, the bow comes off when we go to sleep. If not, it's replaced with something a bit sturdier." Angel reached into his pocket and pulled out something metallic, handing it over to Spike. "Another little gift, for both our pleasure."
"This is lookin' to be the best anniversary month since that year Bulgaria. Love the way you know just how to keep me happy."
Spike rolled the hollow sounding rod between his fingers, admiring the narrow, lightweight, titanium tube. His cock twitched, reminding him of his long-suffered plight.
"Right, then. Time for pleasantries later. Been waitin' long enough, let's get this show on the road."
With his free hand, Spike ripped away Lindsey's shirt, careless of the scraps of fabric falling to the floor. Handing the sound back to Angel, he then went to work undoing the Texan's blue jeans, pleased to find he was going commando. Steadying the human as he stepped out of the denim, he looked him over appreciatively, letting out a low whistle as he took in the sight of his half-hard cock.
"Christ, you're prettier than I thought you'd be. C'mere, Linds, on the bed like a good pet."
Spike tugged Lindsey backwards with him, turning them both and pushing him onto the bed.
"All mine?"
"Mmm, mostly. I want his ass first tonight though, Sire's prerogative."
"Yeah, alright", Spike allowed with an eye roll. "Wanted to try out that smart mouth of his anyway."
Angel scoffed a laugh and began to undress as Spike turned his attention back to the brunette laid out on the bed, tossing the sound onto the mattress by Lindsey's head. He watched the two as he unbuttoned his shirt, his cock twitching in his pants at the compelling contrasts the pair presented, Spike's blonde hair and marble-pale skin a striking counterpoint to Lindsey's brunette locks and sun-kissed tan, both males deceptively muscular.
Spike climbed onto the bed, tugging Lindsey's hands away from where he was idly stroking himself, stretching his arms up over his head.
"Keep those there, pet, your cock belongs to us now, no touching 'less we say you can."
"Want me to call you Master while I'm at it?"
"Snark's my department, Tex, and we don't take backtalk from pets. Next smart li'l quip'll earn you a punishment you won't like."
Lindsey glared at Spike, but kept silent, much to Angel's amusement. He'd expected the human to respond in kind, so similar was his attitude to the younger vampire's. Probably just didn't want to risk not getting to cum, or a thrashing that wasn't meant for pleasure.
Angel stepped out of his pants as Spike straddled Lindsey's hips, his gaze drawing to the juncture where the two were touching. A brief image of Spike riding the cowboy while he fucked into Lindsey flashed through his mind and he let out a quiet growl, half aroused, half angered by the notion. Spike looked back over his shoulder at him, his face wary.
"You alright there, luv? That didn't sound like a playful growl to me."
"It's nothing."
Spike looked down at Angel’s hardening cock and shrugged, seemingly placated by the curt response. Angel pushed the stray fantasy aside, focusing on the display of flesh on the bed before him. He watched as Spike dipped his head down to tease at Lindsey’s nipple, the brunette’s head arching back as he let out a moan.
"Like that, do ya?" Spike shifted and another moan was pulled from Lindsey's lips as he gave the other nipple similar treatment. He sat back up and pinched at the hardening buds. "Betcha Eve never thought to bother playing with these pretty little nubs. Most girls never do. Don't realize how sensitive they are for us, too."
"Fuck, Spike, yeah, feels good."
Angel's cock was now fully hard, his body reacting to Lindsey's sounds of pleasure and the musky scent of arousal filling the room. Keeping half his attention on the activities on the bed, he strode over to the bedside table.
Spike's focus on Lindsey was diverted when a bottle of lube and a foil-wrapped alcohol wipe landed beside him. He smirked and snatched the items up, eyes glinting hungrily as he looked up at Angel.
"Can we get to business, already? Want to sink my cock into that pretty ass some time tonight."
"Alright, bossy britches."
Angel rolled his eyes and joined the pair on the bed, stroking his cock as Spike slid off of Lindsey to the other side. Spike opened the alcohol wipe and wiped down the sound.
"Ever used one of these, mate?"
Lindsey looked at the tube in his hand and shook his head.
"No. Heard about 'em, just never tried it."
"Think you'll find it quite enjoyable. Might feel a bit weird at first, but you get used to it."
"Not like you to give your pets a pep talk, Spike."
"Yeah, well, ain't had a pet since before the soul. Makes me…give a crap."
Angel chuckled, the laugh getting louder when Spike rolled his eyes in return. Spike turned his attention back to Lindsey, his free hand wrapping around the brunette's flagging erection. He stroked the cock slowly, his eyes flicking up to Lindsey's face to watch his reactions as he pumped him until he was half-hard. The vampires shared a smile when Lindsey let out a whimper of disappointment when Spike stopped stroking him.
"Ah, ah. Can't have you completely hard when it's inserted, need that pretty cock to have a li'l give to it."
Spike lubed the tip of Lindsey's cock and applied a liberal amount along the length of the tube. Holding the cock upright, he slowly pushed the sound against the slit on the cockhead. Lindsey gasped as the sound began to slide into the hole, fighting the urge to squirm.
"Ohh…"
"Yeah. If it starts to hurt, say something. Don't want my month of ownership dampened by you gettin' an infection."
Lindsey moaned out an affirmative as the rod slowly disappeared inside him. Spike pushed the sound all the way in, until the flared tip rested against the skin, then eased the now rigid member to rest along Lindsey's stomach.
"Feel good?"
"Uh-huh. Weird, but good. Feels full."
"Good." Spike moved around the bed until he was looming over Lindsey's head, knees pressed against the brunette's shoulders. "Not the only part of you gonna feel full tonight, pet."
Angel settled himself between Lindsey's legs as Spike teased his cock over the human's lips, pre-cum slicking the pink flesh like lip gloss. Lindsey stuck his tongue out and groaned at his first taste of the blonde vampire before flicking the tip of his tongue over the head of Spike's cock.
Spike grunted at the warmth, and pushed his cock past the parted lips, eyes fluttering at the sensation of a hot, wet mouth surrounding his length. Raising his gaze from the enticing sight of his cock disappearing down Lindsey's throat, he quirked an eyebrow at Angel.
"Not the first cock he's sucked, it seems. Christ, didn't think he could take me so deep on the first go 'round."
"Well, this is Wolfram and Hart, he probably climbed that corporate ladder on his knees."
Lindsey mumbled around Spike's cock, and Spike pulled out, letting him speak.
"Didn't learn how to suck cock working here, but it was a useful skill to have when I started."
The vampires snorted a laugh and Angel shuffled closer, grabbing up the bottle of lube. He squeezed out a decent amount and slicked up his cock, his eyes glancing back and forth between Lindsey's face and his cock where it lay twitching against his stomach.
"And what about your ass, Lindsey?" Angel reached out with his slick fingers, one digit circling the clenched pucker hidden between his cheeks, pulling a soft gasp from the human. "Anyone ever been in here?"
"No. Topped plenty, never bottomed before. Never found anyone I wanted to bottom to."
"But you do want it, don't you, Lindsey?"
Spike watched as Angel used his free hand to spread Lindsey open further, and knew the second his finger pressed into the virgin hole, Lindsey letting out a loud moan and beginning to squirm beneath him.
"Yes. From you. And Spike. Been wanting it. Wanna know how it feels."
Angel let out a low growl as he perfunctorily stretched Lindsey, quickly adding a second finger.
"Gonna give you what you've been wanting from me for years, Linds, a good, hard fuck."
"Texan's got a vampire kink, does he? Can see why you thought he'd make a good pet."
Spike thrust his cock back into Lindsey's mouth as Angel removed his fingers, sinking the full length of his shaft down the brunette's throat as Angel lined his cock up at the loosened pucker. He groaned as Angel pushed into Lindsey, Lindsey's muffled moans vibrating around his aching length.
"Jesus, he's so fucking tight, Spike."
"That soul of yours ain't gonna flutter away, is it? Don't need a repeat of the last time you had your way with a human virgin."
Angel gave Spike a disbelieving look as he paused, giving Lindsey a moment to adjust to the stretch.
"I hardly think Lindsey is as likely to give me perfect happiness as Buffy, Spike. And it wasn't the sex that gave that moment, so much as her making me feel human enough that I forgot what I really was."
"Yeah, well, still…you feel it tugging at ya, say so. I'll start natterin' at ya or somethin', keep it in place."
Angel growled in annoyance and leaned forward, grabbing Spike around the back of the neck and pulling him into a harsh kiss. Spike groaned into the kiss as he felt fangs scraping over his lip. The taste of his own blood soon mixed with Angel's as his own fangs descended and pierced the older vampire's tongue, and he felt his arousal surge higher, Lindsey's mouth still working his cock. Angel broke the kiss with a sharp nip to Spike's bottom lip.
"Shut up and fuck the boy, will you? I've got my cock deep inside a hot, tight ass, and I want to actually enjoy it. Ruin this for me, and I might have to take back my gift."
"So fussy."
Angel growled again and Spike rolled his eyes, but didn't press his luck. He had too many ideas brewing on how to spend the next month with their new pet, and wasn't willing to risk calling Angel's bluff.
Spike was brought back to the moment when Lindsey's hands clumsily grasped at his ass, trying to urge him into movement. He nearly toppled over as he tried to start a rhythm, and Lindsey moaned his disappointment when Spike sat back.
"Bloody hell, pull out for a mo', Angel."
"What! Why?"
"'Cause I can't get no bloody leverage like this. Much as I wanna keep seeing that pretty cock of his twitchin', need him on his hands and knees."
Angel huffed but pulled out, another complaint falling from Lindsey's lips at the loss. He quickly turned the human over, letting him steady himself on his knees and elbows, and slid back into him. Spike stroked himself for a moment, watching the two brunettes.
"Fuck, that's a pretty sight. Think Tex is regretting not bottoming before. Be a right little cockslut by the time we're through with him."
Lindsey moaned, his cock twitching, a bead of pre-cum welling up at the tip of the sound. He was already pushing back on Angel's cock, wordlessly urging him to move.
"Like the thought of that, pet? Bein' our li'l cockslut?"
"Shit, Spike. Yeah."
"Smelled it on him the first time I met him, Spike. Could've had him on his knees for me right there in that office, he was so hard for it."
Lindsey's cheeks reddened, and Spike chuckled at his embarrassment.
"Angel, please, man. Need you to move." Lindsey's voice was strained, and both vampires groaned at the desperation they could smell wafting off him. He looked up at Spike, his pupils lust-blown, and pleaded with him. "Spike, c'mon, need to cum. Angel told me, can't cum till you do."
Angel thrust once, quick and sharp, pushing Lindsey up the bed closer to where Spike knelt, causing the younger brunette to cry out in pleasure.
"Yeah, Spikey, fuck the boy already. If you aren't going to take care of your pet properly, I'll just have to take him back to the kennel. Besides, I can smell how badly you need it."
Spike gave Angel a heated look before relenting, scooting forward. Lindsey's mouth opened eagerly, and Spike let out a groan of hunger at the wantonness of the gesture, sliding his cock past his lips.
"Fuck. So much better this way, pet. Christ, you take me so deep." Spike bucked his hips, feeling his cock slip into the tight grasp of Lindsey's throat as the human swallowed around him. It was almost enough to make him spill, then and there. Needing a distraction, he pulled Angel forward, capturing his mouth. "Thought you promised him a good, hard fuck, Ang. Gonna follow through?"
"Just waiting on you," Angel growled against his lips, starting a harsh pace, one hand raising to wrap around Spike's head to keep him from pulling away, the other gripping Lindsey's hip. "Jesus Christ, wait till you fuck him, Spike; he almost gives your ass a run for its money."
Spike growled into the kiss, his fangs dropping again to nip at Angel. He thrust his hips in rhythm with Angel's, rocking Lindsey between them, barely more than a vessel for their lust as they began to lose themselves to their passion.
"Bite your tongue, luv. No one's arse compares to mine, an' you know it."
"Bite it for me."
Lindsey moaned beneath them, their rough treatment of his body surging his arousal higher.
Spike did as prompted, sinking his fangs into Angel's tongue and groaning at the fresh burst of familial blood that filled his mouth. He carded one hand into Lindsey's hair, guiding his head along his cock as he felt his orgasm looming, the other gripping Angel closer as they devoured each other's mouths, nails scratching along the nape of his neck.
Angel snarled hungrily, his own fangs extending and tearing at Spike's lip.
"Feelin' demon enough, luv? Soul all steady?"
"Fuck, yeah, Spike. You always know how to bring it out in me. Shit, not going to last long."
"Christ, me neither, 'Gelus. 'Specially the way he keeps swallowin' me."
"Do it, boy. Cum for us. Bet he'll blow the second he tastes you."
Spike's roar was muffled by Angel's greedy mouth as he let himself fall over the edge, his hips stuttering to a stop as Lindsey milked his cock. He let go of the human's head so he could ease his cock back, letting Lindsey lick him clean as he came down from his orgasm. He could scent the fresh spill.of human cum in the air, and his cock gave a valiant effort to rise once more.
"C'mon, Angel, luv. Know you gotta be close. Feel that sweet arse clenching around you, waiting to be filled full of your spunk?"
"God, yes."
"Do it, then, luv. Fill our slutty li'l pet up."
Angel let go of Spike and gripped Lindsey tightly with both hands, thrusting his cock into him one last time. His head fell back against his shoulders and he let out a howl as his climax overcame him. Spike withdrew from Lindsey's mouth as he watched the older vampire cum.
Lindsey keened, pushing back against Angel, taking him as deep as possible, and came again from the sensation of the cool seed filling his heated passage.
"Boy's got impressive refraction time for a human. Come in handy, that will."
Angel grunted and released his hold on Lindsey's hips, easing his cock from the slick hole. Lindsey collapsed to the mattress, looking like he was seconds away from passing out.
Angel climbed over Lindsey, flipping him over, and let out a pleased chuckle at the blissed out look on his face.
"Aw, look, Spike, we wore him out."
"They're so cute when they're sleepy, ain't they?"
"They can still hear you, you know."
Spike barked out a laugh as Lindsey struggled to sit up, his bound hands hampering his success. Taking pity, Spike untied the ribbon and helped the brunette upright.
"So pet, was it all you thought it'd be?"
"Fuckin' a, man. Better." Lindsey looked over at Angel, a frown tugging at his lips. "But next time, maybe use more lube?"
"Be thankful for that soul of his, mate, or he'd have taken you dry."
Angel rolled his eyes, climbing from the bed and gathering up Lindsey's clothes from the floor. Handing them over to him, he pulled him from the bed. Taking his cock in hand, he carefully removed the sound, inspecting the tube for traces of blood in case of any internal damage.
"Looks fine. Now, time for obedient little pets to get some rest. Your room is down the hall." Lindsey looked between the two vampires, confused at the abrupt dismissal. He started to leave, but Angel grabbed his arm, stopping him. "And bother trying to sneak out of here. Had the mystical department work up a little spell just in case."
Lindsey nodded and left, walking slightly awkwardly.
"Love the bedside manner there, luv." Spike maneuvered up the bed, shoving the covers down beneath him. "Bit curt with the boy, weren't you?"
"He's here for sex, Spike, not affection. This is Lindsey we're talking about." Angel turned off the light and climbed into the bed, pulling Spike close. "The man who conned you, the man who tried to pit us against each other for his own agenda, the man who has tried to kill me on multiple occasions. I may have a soul, but that doesn't endear me to him. Don't push me on this, alright? Don't make me regret choosing him as your gift."
"Yeah, sure, luv, no need to get your knickers in a twist. Just weren't expecting you to be so cold about it."
Spike let Angel tug him into his embrace, snuggling into his chest.
"He's a pet, and nothing more."
"I get it, Angel." Spike wasn't entirely convinced by the tone of his Sire's voice. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time one of their pets turned into something more. Valentin had been much more to both of them, to the point where they'd contemplated turning him. "Thank you for the gift, Da."
"I do love you, little one, happy anniversary. And thanks for earlier. I wasn't sure about doing this until then. I think it's something we both need, to bring balance between the soul and the demon."
Spike lifted his head and pulled Angel into a slow kiss, his tongue washing away any last traces of their blood. Feeling sleep overcome him, he pulled the covers up over them both. Whatever the month held in store for them, he would be sure to pay close attention.
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All Things Spike: @leatafandom
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A ceo has been a asshole to all his employees. One employee has had it. During a work party, him and the boss had sex, which lead to the ceo pregnant with his quads, forcing him to give birth in his office to all of them
The CEO (Zack's POV)
It was the last hot summer day in the office. The air conditioners were once again out of order and the mood was tense. Zack Novak, 23, one of the 14 senior staff, was already waiting in the meeting room with his colleagues and an intern. You could already hear him in the hallway. Dorian Hoyos, 37, for everyone Mr. Hoyos, threw open the door annoyed and looked very stressed. He was always a real asshole to everyone, but today things were much worse.
"Okay you office rats…then put your ideas forward. More quickly! I don't have all day!" Mr. Hoyos rolled his eyes and tapped the table impatiently as the drafts and ideas gathered around him. Meanwhile, the intern whispered in Zack's ear: "He's always such an ass?" Then Zack answered back in the quietest tone: "Today is still one of the good days…He may not have any character, but he's hot, tho" The intern had to giggle a little at that.
"Quiet! Let me see through it…trash…trash…not quite that trash…okay guys what's this about? Do I have to do all the work again now? Because Mr. Novak had the best idea of all of you, and that doesn't mean it still sucks, please, Mr. Novak, take care of the rest of the business. I want the finished ideas on my desk before the end, yes? As an exception, we close 30 minutes earlier so that the other team can prepare the party early enough. I think then that I have to put up with you all again around 9 p.m. Happy anniversary..or something. 20 years of Hoyos Corp. and still only idiots here!"
Zack was in control. He not only took care of the remaining ideas, but was even able to keep the intern busy with other stuff full-time. Everything was ready at the right time and he said goodbye to his colleagues to go home and change.
The Anniversary Celebration
With two other colleagues, Zack was the youngest in the office or at the level of the other employees. He wore a black, semi-transparent shirt to celebrate. He was young enough that the whole 'showing his muscular torso' act didn't seem out of place. He also wore black suit trousers and Doc Martens in the same color spectrum. Like all other employees, he was punctual, but once again there was no trace of Mr. Hoyos. In general, it was always the case that no one but he was allowed to be late, but if he is late, everything is fine. And with this train of thought, he then entered the stage in the foyer:
"Hello everyone. Welcome to the 20th anniversary of Hoyos Corp. We've been setting trends for 20 years with our 34 different trend magazines. I joined as an intern at the time. I have inherited the leadership for 6 years and today I would like to thank you all (for once) for all the work! Let's have a pleasant evening together."
The celebration was a little sluggish in Zack's eyes. At some point he had plundered the bar and got himself drunk.
1 a.m.
Zack ambled to the elevator to go home and get on with his life. He had taken a slightly longer break from alcohol but had completely overdone it again today. When he got in, he hadn't even noticed that Mr. Hoyos got into the elevator, too. They both let the door go and Mr. Hoyos murmured, "That's a really nice…shirt". At this, Zack laughed a little, realizing that Mr. Hoyos was also totally drunk. "Thank you," he replied. There was a long eye contact and then suddenly Mr. Hoyos pulled Zack to him and kissed him intensely on the mouth for a few seconds. After Zack didn't react much, Mr. Hoyos then said: "Please come to my house. After show party just the two of us haha."
It wasn't the first time Zack had accepted such a favor and knowing that Mr. Hoyos owned a large property with a pool there was no reason in his condition to refuse. He already saw himself making out with Mr. Hoyos in the pool.
The Morning After
It was his cell phone that suddenly woke Zack up. Still completely dazed, Zack tried to open his eyes for more than a second to see where he was. The first thing he recognized was a large window front of a large house. What happened yesterday? I was at the anniversary party…then in the elevator and then…oh yeah. OH FUCK! Zack jumped up. Luckily for him he was completely naked and stood in a large bedroom with a huge bed. In a panic he looked for his clothes but he only found his retro shorts from yesterday. He then opened the door and found himself in a large hallway with a staircase to the lower floor. His clothes and a letter to Zack Novak lay on a large couch.
To Zack Novak,
Nobody will find out about this! There's $300 in that envelope. Keep them and keep your mouth shut. See you tomorrow at work.
Apparently Zack was alone at Mr. Hoyos' house and so he didn't get dressed straight away but instead searched the kitchen to make breakfast. Only then did he go home.
The CEO (Dorian's POV)
He knew full well that it was a mistake. Not only had he slept and fucked with one of his associates, Zack Novak, but now he was allowed to carry his children. He couldn't realize it himself when he was told on the ultrasound that he was going to have quadruplets and then the idea of having to tell everyone? He was in the 14th week of pregnancy and everyone could already see a sufficient increase of his belly.
The News
Stressed out, Dorian drummed the team together again and Zack was there too. He couldn't say it to himself because he was speechless himself.
"Hello everyone. I got you all together to announce something. I'm pregnant." The whole office was clapping but Zack Novak looked at Dorian with a completely shocked face. After the announcement, he followed him straight into the office. "What the fuck?! Are you kidding me? Pregnant?! Fuck! Couldn't you have told me that sooner?" Dorian was speechless for a moment. But then he offered: "Sit down."
"Fuck, sorry! I was really shocked. Tell me, how did you imagine that?! We have a very big age difference. May I see your belly?" Dorian stood up again and lifted his top, revealing his stomach to Zack.
"Wait…why has it grown so much already", Zack asked.
"Because you got me pregnant with quadruplets."
"What the...! You're joking?! Oh my god! What should I do?! That will not do! This is too much! I have to go!" Zack didn't even let Dorian answer and stormed out of the office.
The CEO (Zack's POV)
Zack had to distance himself. There was silence between him and Mr. Hoyos. They saw each other occasionally at gatherings, but Zack mostly avoided him. For months.
End Of Spring
He stood in front of his property. Should I really go in? Zack took a deep breath and entered the property. It was one of the first really hot days of the year and he only had to walk around the house to see Mr. Hoyos in the big garden. He was obviously in the pool in this warm weather.
"Hey! Hey Mr Hoyos!" he called to announce himself. Mr. Hoyos held himself to the edge of the pool with the water up to his neck and watched as Zack stepped closer. The last time they two saw each other was two months ago, since first Zack and then Mr. Hoyos were on a company trip. "Sit down. I'm coming out," Mr. Hoyos offered.
First Zack saw the water beading off Mr. Hoyo's shoulders, but then he lifted his huge pregnant belly out of the water with a huge groan.
"Oh my god you're still pregnant! I thought you already had the babies." Zack said in a slightly shocked voice. "The four are very stubborn to be honest", Mr. Hoyos explained. Zack got up and grabbed Mr. Hoyo's stomach. "You should be in your…40th week by now…fuck."
I don't own the rights of the upper picture. You can find the original one here
"That's right." Mr. Hoyos grabbed Zack's left shoulder. He then leaned forward with a painful expression on his face: "Ouch! I have to sit down."
Completely overwhelmed and in a panic, he gave Mr. Hoyos assistance and got his two on the couch. "Is it starting!?"
"I don't think so. It's Braxton Hicks. I've had them for weeks. Bring me a glass of water", Mr. Hoyos begged.
Start Of Work
Zack is still concerned. That Mr. Hoyos still hasn't given birth is stressing him out. Yesterday evening, however, was still quite relaxing. Zack stayed for a few more hours and they swam in the pool and, with a few breaks in contractions, had sex in the hot tub. All relaxation at the memories, however, was completely shattered when Zack sees Mr. Hoyos enter the meeting room. He should actually be at home and resting. At least that's what Zack told him yesterday. It's quite hot in the building again and that's really getting to Mr. Hoyos. He's totally stressed out and drenched in sweat, which Zack doesn't like at all. "Mr. Hoyos, can I talk to you privately for a moment," he asks.
After Mr. Hoyos has closed the door behind him, Zack shoots out: "You should stay at home! You're heavily pregnant! Should I look at how you're exposed to all the stress here?!" Zack is on fire. "Mr. Novak. I can do whatever I want! I've been an adult for a long time and I don't have to let YOU tell me what to do and what not to do! I'm…very…fine, and I Got work to do now! Go back to the others! I'll follow you!"
Zack can't understand how Mr. Hoyos got so callous after yesterday. After sitting down again, Mr. Hoyos comes back into the room and takes a seat at the end of the table. The next half hour consisted of briefings around the company, Mr. Hoyos overheated getting upset about everything, Braxton Hicks moaning and other details of the day.
The CEO (Dorian's POV)
But when the meeting ends and Zack storms out of the room, Dorian convulses on the table and realizes in a strong contraction that his waters breakes. While Dorian groans, the staff ask if something is wrong?
"God, call an ambulance! My waters broke!"
All of the staff, except for Zack who left the office earlier, are still there giving instructions to Dorian to track the contractions and help him. One helps Dorian take off his pants as he is begging for them as the first baby is coming. Even if Dorian's feeling of charm has already set in, he sees no alternative and no way back than switching it off completely and concentrating on the birth. Everything goes so fast. In the meantime, everyone in the room has realized that this must be a sudden birth. Even before the emergency services enter the building, Dorian has his first baby. When the second is born, the emergency doctors come to the door and help Dorian to bring the baby into the world. The doctors are quickly told that they are quadruplets and so they all make an effort to bring the other two into the world as well. After the birth, however, the emergency doctors find out that Dorian has lost a lot of blood and since he faints, they immediately take him and the healthy quadruplets to the hospital.
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🥳HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY TO THE SCREAMING STAIRCASE BOOK #1 OF LOCKWOOD & CO SERIES.🥳
I'm forever thankful for my time as a volunteer in my library so my fellow librarians pushed the Slovak translation of TSS three years ago during some lockdown. And it's been a love from the first page.
Mr Stroud, thank you for creating such lovable found family along with two idiots in love living in the cozy atmosphere of 35 Portland Row. It really feels like home.
I hope we will get some good news of the show's renewal someday soon. It would be a great surprise, don't you think?
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡
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Yay! More happy things! Thank you much 💕 I got carried away talking about fish so 6. is long but the rest are brief!
6. Arapaima
My favorite fish (not for eating). Big ol’ oxbow lake babies who have to come up for air after 5-15 minutes, it’s why they survive in waters with little oxygen. I love them so much.
Imagine—Deep in the rainforest there’s a lake, one of many born of the floodwaters spilling forth from the Amazon River. The water is still, tranquil amongst the chirping, buzzing, rustling of forest life. A black caiman lurks, drifting across the mirrored surface, prowling for any aquatic life unlucky enough to be stranded here when the floodwater receded.
Something breaches. You wait for another glimpse. Your is patience rewarded with the sight of a beast below, a massive thing nearly 3 meters, ten foot. You see giant scales, dragon scales in green and black, glittering gold in the light. There’s a flash of red tail. The creature is gone.
They ARE in FFXIV but the biggest aquarium is not big enough for them and I would just feel sad seeing one floating in place. Same goes for Animal Crossing.
7. Sugar and Coffee
I’m a tea and croissant type of woman but sometimes I’m a little dessert devil fiending for any sweet. Whenever I want to have something like cake, I need to have a cup of coffee to balance it. Usually decaf because I’m not supposed to have much caffeine, but always a dark roast with a little bit of oat milk or heavy cream to take the acidic edge off. It’s bliss
8. Vaccuming
Ok wait, hear me out.
It is a necessity because I’m allergic to cats and I have two whole idiots to my name, but also it’s just satisfying. Usually I’m just mentally making the same sound as vacuum cleaner or making little race car noises when I go around the couch.
9. Crustaceans
It started as a joke. I was playing Civ VI with my siblings and husband, and I started the church of Crab God 🦀. It was all “haha holy war, Catholicism vs. a bunch of crab worshipping idiots” but then it became an inside joke that never died. Now I unironically love the lil guys. My baby baby sister got me a little crab Lego thing for Christmas, my darling got me a crab plush for our anniversary last year. 🤷♀️ I just think they’re cute, silly little guys.
10. Eels
I’m just gonna finish this by talking about another aquatic creature I’m fucking obsessed with. I saw ONE documentary about endangered American eels a decade ago and I’ve been obsessed ever since. Freshwater eel, Moray eels, DEFINITELY garden eels. Eels good, man.
Same, brother, same
#we’re living la vida insomnia so I once again did this at 3 am#I will not be checking spelling#I will not be checking grammar#I will not check punctuation#she will be scheduled for a more respectable hour and I will not stress#jamjar
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