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tgcg · 4 months

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bad mouther, hole master

TG: kissing with tongue is gross as hell

CG: COME THE FUCK OFF IT.

TG: what

CG: I'M SAYING SHUT UP.

TG: oh

CG: IT'S NOT THAT WEIRD. IT'S LIKE THE NATURAL PROGRESSION OF REGULAR KISSING TO EVENTUALLY INCLUDE THAT. IF YOU HAD ANY SEMBLANCE OF ROMANCE GHOSTING THROUGH THE DEVOLVING REMNANTS OF YOUR THINKPAN YOU'D APPRECIATE WHAT IT BRINGS TO THE NUTRITION PLATFORM OF ANY CONSENTING CONCUPISCENT RELATIONSHIP!

TG: youre talking about it like its a goddamn military weapon or some shit

TG: some kinda scientific fuckin method to fondle a dudes mouth with your own mouth thats

TG: thats gross

TG: this isnt supposed to be a debate before fuckin congress on the pros and cons of getting your mack on

TG: its i would say a reasonably personal thing to react about and thats just my reaction man you dont gotta arbitrate it

TG: and like why the hell do they have to linger on it so long in these movies do they really want me to immerse myself in people necking each other that much

TG: roll the sounds around in my earholes like im swilling a fine fuckin wine

TG: well my professional opinion is that shit tastes and sounds mad gross and tbh i havent seen a single movie where it was close to being any kind of necessary

TG: its just a cringy waste of everyones time

CG: YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, AND I DISAGREE WITH EVERYTHING THAT COMES OUT OF YOUR IGNORANCE GASH, YOU LUMP OF TIGHT-LIPPED CLUELESSNESS.

TG: did you just homestar me

CG: FOR THE SAKE OF ARGUMENT, SINCE YOU'RE APPARENTLY DESPERATE TO START SHIT WITH ME RIGHT NOW: HAVE YOU EVER EVEN DONE IT?

TG: hell no

CG: THANK YOU FOR PROVING MY POINT.

TG: proving your point--

TG: bro have uh

TG: have YOU???

CG: EXCUSE ME? HAVE I WHAT?

TG: come on

TG: i walked into this stupid conversation with a fucking shovel and by god am i digging myself a damn hole big and wide enough for every dave across time to squeeze in so i might as well get cosy in this shit before we all start collectively shoving dirt in our mouths

TG: bet your ass im taking you down with me though

TG: grab your spade and get digging man

CG: GRAB MY WHAT????????

TG: just tell me

CG: ???????!!!!!!!!

TG: karkat

CG: NO!

TG: f-

CG: WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!!!!! WHAT PART OF "SHUT UP" DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND????

TG: wait no

TG: oh my god dude

TG: you can spin that shit all you want but you can do it the hell away from me

TG: i do not need to be hip to your weirdo foursquare fantasies

TG: patently not my business

CG: STOP RIGHT THERE. JUST SHUT IT. I AM PUTTING US OUT OF OUR MISERY RIGHT NOW. I AM CONDUCTING AN ACT OF MERCY ON THIS INSANE FUCKING CONVERSATION AND YOU ARE GOING TO ZIP YOUR LIPS AND TAKE IT.

CG: HERE IT IS: YOUR SINGLE OPPORTUNITY TO PRETEND YOU NEVER SAID THAT TO ME. I AM GOING TO FORGET YOU MADE A COMPLETE MOCKERY OF ME AND MY CULTURE THIS ONE TIME. AND LET YOU CONTINUE TO DIG YOUR STUPID, SHITTY HOLE.

CG: AND DAVE, I AM BEGGING YOU NOT TO WASTE IT.

CG: TO ANSWER YOUR SHOCKINGLY INAPPROPRIATE QUESTION, NO I HAVE NOT DONE IT.

CG: WHO GIVES A FLYING FUCK.

CG: HAPPY?

TG: ……..

TG: way to defuse the situation solid work

TG: real gold star effort grabbin that lit wick and blowing on it

TG: ok first of all you asked me first so dont act like im the one being a weirdo about this

TG: second of all i didnt mean it like that and you know it

TG: THIRD of all what the hell was the point of engaging the knightly theatrics then if you cant even verify that shit

CG: WELL FUCK, SORRY DAVE! I GUESS I'M JUST A FUCKING ROMANCE ENTHUSIAST! I GUESS I GIVE A MAJOR SHIT ABOUT THE THING YOU'RE OPENLY MOCKING TO MY FACE! IS THAT SO IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO WRAP YOUR THOUGHT SPONGE AROUND?

CG: AND IT WAS COMPLETELY REASONABLE FOR ME TO ASK YOU THAT, YOU CONGEALED FETID NOOKSTAIN! MY STATUS ON THE MATTER HAS LITERALLY NOTHING TO DO WITH THE POINT EITHER OF US IS TRYING TO MAKE.

CG: TRY TO KEEP YOUR NUGBONE FROM CAVING IN ON ITSELF WHEN I DROP THIS BOMBSHELL: I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE OPINIONS ON THINGS I ACTUALLY KNOW ABOUT, EVEN IF I HAVEN'T DONE THEM! I DON'T JUST GO TROUNCING THE FUCK ABOUT LOBBING MY UNFOUNDED OPINIONS AT PEOPLE LIKE I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT ANYTHING. UNLIKE SOMEONE WHO MAY OR MAY NOT BE INVOLVED IN THIS CONVERSATION WE'RE HAVING RIGHT NOW!

TG: youre

CG: I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU BY THE WAY. THE SOMEONE IS YOU.

TG: oh gimme a break

TG: bro youre going apeshit over something you havent even done

TG: you know what that sounds like to me it sounds like an overcompensating fake fan who doesnt get any

TG: you heard of troll napoleon complex

CG: AT LEAST I ACTUALLY FORMED MY OPINION BASED ON CAREFUL CONSIDERATION --

TG: -- oh yeah i bet huh

CG: -- INSTEAD OF JUST BANKING ON NUBJERK --

TG: -- not a real thing you just said

CG: -- REACTIONS AND WRINKLING MY SNIFF NUB AT ANY SIGNS OF GENUINE PHYSICAL INTIMACY!

TG: stop saying nub

CG: YOU EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED BULGEWAD

TG: not too much worse than being a perpetual fountain of emotional diarrhea

CG: DON'T YOU DARE.

CG: DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO USE THAT AS A "GOTCHA", YOU--… YOU! FUCK!

TG: dude did you actually run out of insults

TG: okay this is getting concerning

TG: youre the international dude of verbal dunks

TG: that can not be happening

CG: AAGHRJRGHJRGRHJAGHRJGRHJAGRHJRGRHJRGRHRJR

TG: you cant run out of em youre like the ultimate peddler of hate

CG: YOU DON'T THINK I'M CRITICALLY AWARE OF THE HOOFBEASTSHIT I'M SPEWING NIGH FUCKING CONSTANTLY?! I AM PAINFULLY COGNIZANT OF HOW MORONIC EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS!!!!

TG: feel like ive done some damage here

CG: ESPECIALLY MYSELF!

TG: alright bud time to calm down

CG: YOU CALM DOWN!!!!

TG: okay whatever!

CG: WHATEVER!!!!!!!!

TG: jeez

…

TG: here

…

CG: UGH.

TG: yeah

TG: really glad stuff like this happens in private

CG: YEAH. SAME HERE.

CG: JEGUS, CAN WE GO BACK TO BEFORE WE HAD THIS CONVERSATION? I DON'T ASK YOU MANY FAVORS, SO SURELY YOUR SLURRY OF ILL-DEFINED TIME POWERS CAN ALLOW YOU TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

CG: JUST LIKE, WIPE THAT WHOLE THING OFF THE SLATE.

CG: LET'S START OVER. SAY, FIVE MINUTES AGO. HOW DOES THAT SOUND?

TG: what conversation?

CG: OKAY, GOTCHA.

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justmeinatree · 10 months

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02 - Made Of Something New : Canada

Summary : you meet niall in your hotel bar. and there’s an intense connection.

previous part

TW : smut, drugs (weed), choking, cheating (not on you, but none the less)

Word Count : 5.4k

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May 10th - Vancouver, Canada

“niall,” you hum, patting his knee. “relax, please. stop beating yourself up.”

you notice niall visibly relaxing at your words. he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair, tugging on it a little bit.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know. it was never my intention to make you feel bad,” you smile at him innocently. you truly didn’t know he was in a relationship.

his eyes snap up at your comment, shaking his head vigorously, “no, no, don’t apologize, please. you make me so confused,” he adds so softly under his breath, you only heard him thanks to the close proximity. “christ, i shouldn’t tell you that, i just met you,” he chuckles.

you notice him struggling with his thoughts, you can see it his eyes, his mind is racing.

“do you want to get out of here ? talk a bit more privately,” you chance asking, knowing the answer is probably no. but you really want to be able to have a moment with him, alone. see what’s on his mind.

“there’s a spot out back of the hotel. only the employees use it,” you shrug. “it’s always empty at night, just a little courtyard with a few picnic tables. we’d be totally in private and we can just talk.”

niall’s eyes flick over, meeting yours. he wants to, god he wants to so so bad. he hadn’t noticed it until now, but the room is stuffy. he feels a bit of his claustrophobia creep up on him. plus, he trusts you so much and he doesn’t understand why. before his brain really has time to catch up, he stands, nodding “lead the way.”

you smile, quickly standing up with him, leading him out of the bar, through the lobby towards the back of the hotel. you head towards a door, with a “do not open, alarm will sound” sign on it.

niall grips your arm, holding you back, “what the hell are you doing ?”

“have a little faith niall,” you chuckle, shrugging his hand off, pushing through the door, holding it open for him. “you coming ?”

niall looks at you, confused, “you have some explaining to do,” he chuckles as he walks through the door, following you down the long hallway.

“a friend of mine used to work here,” you hum, chuckling. “she showed me this spot. apparently the employees keep the sign there so people wont go through. and this way, they don’t need a key,” you explain as you walk through another set of doors, leading to the courtyard.

niall looks around at the small grassy area, a few picnic tables spread out, an old heater for the colder months and some sets of string lights hanging above. “this is nice,” he smiles, taking a deep breath of fresh air. “thanks for bringing me here.”

“it’s no worries,” you smile at him, climbing onto one of the tables. “looked like you needed to get out of there.”

he nods, taking a seat next to you. “it’s not always easy,” he starts to explain as you listen intently. “i’m claustrophobic. and add the feeling of always being watched or being paranoid that anyone could be taking pictures, and sometimes things get a little overwhelming.”

you place your hand gently on his shoulder, giving a little reassuring squeeze. “i can’t even begin to imagine what your life has been like. at least for tonight, you can escape for a bit. i know anybody can say it, but you’re safe here.”

“you have no idea how much i feel that. and i dont even know why,” he hums absentmindedly, resting his head in his hands, elbows on his knees. “i would have never followed someone i don’t know to a private courtyard. i really don’t know what it is, but you make me feel so many things. it’s honestly a little scary. even having just admitted that to you,” he throws his hands up animatedly. “you probably think i’m fuckin crazy.”

“you’re an over thinker aren’t you ?” you question him, chuckling lightly. “gotta stop doing that.” you rummage through your bag, your hand finally falling on a lighter as your other hand dips into your dress, fingers gripping onto a joint.

niall watches your hand attentively, not being able to look away as your hand is shuffled between your tits. he feels himself blushing, his cock twitching in interest. he blushes even harder when he hears your giggle, knowing he’s been caught staring.

“like what you see ?” you laugh, teasing him a bit. “want some ?” you ask him, waving the joint around, bringing it to your lips and flicking the lighter.

“fuck, yes please,” he laughs along with you, “love traveling to canada.”

he watches your lips wrap around the filter, inhaling as the flame makes contact. he feels like he’s in a trance, watching you exhale the smoke, passing it off to him.

niall reaches out, fingertips brushing against yours. you notice his tongue poking out to wet his lips before bringing the joint to his mouth. he inhales deeply, holding the smoke for a few moments. he visibly relaxes as he exhales, leaning back against the table with his other hand, taking a few more drags. “can i ask you something ?”

“mhmm, anything,” you hum, plucking the joint from his fingers, tutting at his frown. “on the condition that you stop hogging,” you add, jokingly.

he shakes his head, going on, “do you ever have moments in life where you think, everything you thought was real, maybe isn’t ?” the few puffs of weed have definitely helped relax him. or at least that’s what he tells himself. he really does overthink.

you ponder that for a moment, nodding your head, “sure, yeah. like you’re having a totally normal day and then everything changes. in a single instant, life as you knew it is going to forever be different.”

“yeah, that’s- yeah,” he nods, watching you inhale from the joint attentively.

niall watches your lips form into an “o” shape, smoke blowing out into the night, as you hum quietly, “why do you ask ?”

his gaze moves up to your eyes. you’re fixated on the stars above, but can feel him examining your face, looking for any signs, any reactions to what he’s saying. “i feel such a fuckin crazy pull towards you,” niall whispers, the moment feeling so quiet, like a secret murmured into the night. you can hear his breath catching in his throat, the question he wanted to ask, stuck on the tip of his tongue. “how much can i trust you right now ?” he asks just as quietly.

you look down at him and for a moment, your brain goes blank. there are so many emotions pouring out of his eyes, fear, hope, nerves, excitement. you’re not quite sure what to think. but the more you smoke, and the stronger his accent is becoming, and fuck, your head is an absolute mess.

however, all of the overthinking aside, the question at hand is about trust. “you can trust me,” you whisper back, nodding your head softly, eyes glued to his. you can see the relief wash over his eyes, as he’s obviously met with the answer he was looking for.

niall can feel it pouring out of you. a welcomed feeling he doesn’t remember experiencing for a long time now. his skin prickles with it, right down deep into his bones, into his soul. he hasn’t realized it until now but he feels found. like if he’s been lost for a while, and he didn’t even fucking know it until he met you.

but he can’t let one little encounter with someone ruin the last three years of his life. he loves his lady back home, really does. they’ve had amazing times and amazing adventures. spent so much time building up to what they have.

and that’s just it isn’t it ? it doesn’t feel like anything needs building up with you. it’s so fucking natural that niall wants to piss his pants just thinking about it. could he have made a huge mistake with his lady back home ? was she his everything at the time ? how was he to know that something better would come along ?

no, no he can’t think like that, something better, fuck he’s just met you and he’s already questioning everything. he needs to stop, now. the weed is definitely getting to him. stop overthinking horan, he thinks to himself.

his eyes land on the joint, plucking it from between your fingers, tutting at you. “and i get blamed for hogging,” he chuckles, taking a long drag to calm his nerves.

noticing he’s smoked up the last of your joint, some crazy wave of buzz induced courage takes over, as he reaches for you. niall’s fingertips lightly come in contact with your jaw, gliding down to your chin and making your head turn to face him. his fingers tap gently against your bottom lip, your tongue darting out to wet your lips, catching his fingertip. you both lock eyes for a moment, the intensity you both feel absolutely electrifying.

“open,” he coos, nodding towards your lips. you do so without hesitation, without a second thought. as soon as your mouth opens, niall gets closer and closer, moving so slowly, you’re heart is beating out in anticipation. his nose gently nudges yours, eyes locked together as he slowly exhales the long drag into your mouth.

you suck up the smoke, your hands reaching up for the back of his neck on instinct. as your fingers wrap around his hair, you freeze for a moment, remembering him pulling your hands away last time. you wait for him to do it again, but his hands never end up gripping your wrists. instead, you notice his pupils growing wide for a quick moment before his eyes flutter shut. you can hear him flick the dead joint into the grass before his hands land on your hips, giving a solid squeeze.

“i want to forget,” niall whispers, his lips hovering right over yours. “forget that anything else exists.” one of his hands reaches up to cup your jaw, fingers splayed on the side of your neck as his thumb gently strokes your heated cheek. “just for one night, we give into this feeling.”

if you had any resolve to begin with, you would have probably taken a small minute to really think this through. but you were already so gone for him, so fucking stoned, and he’s just had his lips less than a hair’s width away from yours. seriously what else were you to do ?

without so much as a second thought, you pull him in for a seething kiss. your head is absolutely swimming and so is niall’s. you’re so high at this point and everything seems to process a bit slower in your brain. you both take advantage of this kiss, wanting to explore everything, knowing this may very well be all you get.

niall’s tongue quickly slipped into your mouth, groaning as he comes in contact with your tongue ring. his hands, gripped onto your hips, tighten again, before slowly gliding up your sides. it feels like a trail of absolute fire through your dress, going from your hips up to your ribs, where his hands rest just under your breasts. his thumbs ever so gently swipe against the underside of your breasts, as he pulls his hands away from you, making a shiver run down your spine.

as niall’s about to pull away, your mouth chases after him, biting on his lip as he moves to rest his forehead against yours. “is that a yes then ? just one night, what happens in canada, stays in canada ?” niall murmurs breathlessly, his lips brushing against yours.

you feel the heat pool in the pit of your stomach and between your thighs. you gently suck on his bottom lip, smiling, “your room or mine ?”

he crashes his lips onto yours again, in a quick kiss as he stands up, pulling you along with him, “your room.”

you quickly lead niall through a maze of hallways, ending up at the elevators, pressing the button for the 21st floor, then the button to shut the doors. you were wasting no time with him.

as soon as the doors close, niall presses you up against the back wall of the elevator, sucking a soft kiss under your ear.

you tremble, gripping onto his hips, the intensity of this connection your feeling seemingly multiplied by a thousand when his mouth is on you. your breathing quickens, eyes fluttering shut.

niall keeps sucking kisses down your neck and over your shoulder and collarbone as the elevator dings, indicating that you’ve made it to your floor. you both pull apart as the doors open, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and tugging him along behind you.

you lead him quickly down the hallway, up to your door. niall stands next to you, foot tapping playfully as you shuffle through your wallet for the room key. once you finally grasp it and open the door, you both stumble in, quickly shutting it behind you.

niall presses you against the door, your hands pinned up near your head, between the hard wood and the soft skin of his palm. his forehead rests against yours, his tall frame flush against you, as he takes this all in. “i really feel like i can trust you. please don’t prove me wrong.”

you can hear the vulnerability oozing from his voice. with the amount of times he’s brought it up, you can assume he’s had trust issues in the past and you don’t want to be another name on that list. his thumbs start to gently rub featherlight touches into your palms as he grows nervous the longer you go without answering him.

“of course you can trust me,” you murmur softly as if it’s a secret kept between the both of you. you lock eyes with him, “i don’t want to hurt you, ever. it’s just one night. our little secret.”

his hands press down into yours again, this time with more force, properly pinning them to the door. you couldn’t free them even if you tried. we’re doing this. no going back, he thinks to himself as his mouth crashes onto yours again.

he was needy. his tongue mingled into your mouth quickly as he flicked your tongue ring again. you bit down on niall’s lip as he pulled away, pushing against him and leading him backwards over to a small lounge chair in the corner of the room.

you climbed onto his lap as soon as he sat back, pressing yourself into his body. you could feel that he was already getting hard. you gripped into his hair, elbows resting on his shoulders.

you loved kissing. it was one of your favourite things. and niall was good. using his tongue just right, nibbling and sucking on your lip. using the opportunity to roam your body with his hands. his open palms, lightly traveling over your arms, sides, stomach, back, and thighs. avoiding any of the areas that you wanted to feel him most.

you dug your fingers into his hair out of frustration, his hand landing a quick smack on your left ass cheek. it turned you on so much, a wave of wetness hitting your panties. but it stunned you none the less and you ground down onto niall’s clothed cock.

you both moaned out into each other’s mouths. niall’s nails digging into your hips, making you rock back and forth on him, chasing that feeling again.

you’re already a mess, feeling such a jumble of emotions towards him.

your hips start rocking harder on their own accord. niall lets you take over, his hands resting on the swell of your bum as he nips and kisses his way down your jaw and neck. nibbling and sucking a little harder on your pulse point.

you moan quietly, your head tipping back, eyes closed as his mouth makes contact with your upper chest. he grips the thin straps of your dress and drags them down your arms, your tits spilling out of your dress, as he pulls it down to your tummy.

a deep groan works its way out of niall’s chest as he notices that you weren’t wearing a bra, his mouth wrapping around one of your nipples immediately.

you bring your head forward again, looking down at him as he worked his tongue over you. you wanted to take this in. there was no way it could ever happen again. you watched him closely, felt what he was doing before your brain really registered. the high still not at all worn off.

niall laps up one long slow flat stripe from under your breast, flicking over your nipple, up to your collarbone, neck, chin and ends in a seething kiss that leaves your legs trembling.

your clit is getting amazing action, rubbing right onto the head of niall’s cock over and over as your hips are swaying but it’s not enough. you’re aching for more.

“feeling good pup ?” niall mumbles quietly against your lips, the little pet name making the heat pool increasingly warmer in your lower stomach.

“i need more,” you whine, biting on his lower lip. “feel like i need to cum so bad,” you add so quietly he wouldn’t have caught it if you weren’t so close. he feels his heart race, hearing and seeing what he’s capable of doing to you without much effort. he can’t wait to see the mess he can turn you into when he’s actually trying.

he places his hands gently on both of your shoulders, giving you a light push backwards as an indication to stand up so you can both strip down. niall quickly takes in your body. but as his eyes land on your face, he can really see it. the need, the trust, the hope, the beauty, the calm, the safety radiating off of you. this is a moment he knows, he will never forget. never forget those eyes looking back at him. it scares him how much this night really means to him. but he can never tell you that. never tell anyone that.

he takes your hands in his, guiding you back onto his lap. your arms wrap around his neck as he lines himself up with your dripping entrance. you sink down, your head falling back, moaning loudly, every muscle in your body relaxing. you needed this so bad. you immediately begin grinding back and forth, feeling his hard length hitting your walls deliciously.

niall digs his nails into your ass, dragging them all the way up your back to your shoulders. goosebumps rise on your skin in his wake, your body trembling.

you start slowly bouncing your hips on him, his index and thumbs tweaking at your nipples, his hands wanting to touch everything, try everything. another shiver runs through your body, his fingers closing around your nipples, giving a sharp twist.

you moan loudly, breath knocked out of you, bouncing on him hard as his tip crashes directly into your sweet spot. you keep up the harder, faster rhythm, his cock lined up so perfectly. he can feel that you’re getting there, your pussy starting to clench on his cock. one of niall’s hands slips down your stomach, index and middle finger flicking over your swollen bud.

your head falls back as you feel your orgasm approaching quickly. niall notices your exposed neck, wrapping his hand lightly around your throat, feeling your cunt flutter against his cock, as you groan out “yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck, do it niall, please.” and how can he resist you begging for him while you’re literally bouncing on his cock.

“you just had to ask puppy,” he breathes out against your ear as his hand tightens around your neck. you feel yourself cuming immediately. “just like that, fuckin look at you, cum so good on my cock, pup” he coos, feeling your walls tighten so hard around his member.

you tremble against niall, needing to lean on him for support. he slowly lets go of your neck as he feels you coming down from your orgasm, groaning breathlessly, “fucking christ. ya squeeze down so hard when i do that. took me everything not to cum.”

you chuckle, kissing his lips soft and slow. you’re in a bit of a post orgasm haze and niall lets you go with it. he rubs your back and sides gently, sometimes letting his hands graze over your stomach, tickling you.

after a few moments of kissing, niall mumbles cheekily against your lips, “wanna cum again ?” and fuck yes, there is nothing you’d like more. as you nod, biting down on his lip, he taps your bum. “on the bed pet, on your stomach.”

you’re quick to listen, bouncing off of him and up onto the bed, laying on your front. you can feel him getting up on the bed and walking on his knees between your legs. niall grips your hips, pulling you up onto your knees, admiring your ass. he gives one hard smack before grabbing a fist full of your hair and tugging you up, back pressed to his front.

niall kisses your neck, one hand wrapped around your torso to keep you up, the other sliding down your stomach, fingers dipping through your folds, dancing around your lips. you breathe out, relaxing back into him as he nibbles on the shell of your ear. “m’not gonna be able to stop myself this time pup, you get so tight on me, s’too fuckin good. we’ll cum together, yeah ?”

you nod quickly, feeling a wave of sadness knowing that this has to end. you take note that his accent is thicker. his fingertips are calloused against your swollen, used clit. his lips are so soft against your ear. his hold on you is firm but not suffocating. you reach behind yourself to grab onto his hair, lips making contact with his.

he knows you’re feeling the same way he is. can feel it in this kiss. he stops playing with your clit just long enough to line himself up with you and thrust all the way in, excruciatingly slow. the easy pace makes a shiver run through your body as you lean back fully against him, your head resting on his shoulder.

niall keeps one arm wrapped around you at all times for support. he can feel how jelly your body has become after your first orgasm. his other hand is working over your clit as he finally starts picking up the pace of his thrusts.

you nibble along his neck, careful not to leave any marks. you grind your hips back in time with him, this angle making the tip of his prick smash into your sweet spot so beautifully. you felt like you were floating, your legs starting to tremble.

he wanted to drag this out as best as he could. niall loves feeling your lips and tongue over his neck, his fingertips digging into the swell of your right breast. his other hand quickly works over your swollen button as his cock slides in and out of you, spreading your channel just right.

he rolls your nipple between his fingers, sending a shock of pleasure through you. goosebumps erupt over your skin as you bite down on niall’s neck, too caught up in the moment to remember not to.

he’s quick to move his hand from your nipple to it’s now familiar position around your neck, pressing down slightly, “no biting pup.”

you pull away from niall’s neck completely, not wanting to lose yourself again. you roll your head back on his shoulder, murmuring a breathy “sorry, wasn’t thinking,” just on time for him to tighten his hold on your neck again.

he can’t get enough of how tight your pussy gets when he chokes you. he can feel the air exhale away from your body as your grip on his cock tightens, sucking him into your cunt so deliciously. he loves that you trust him enough, this quickly, to let yourself be completely vulnerable to him. as he feels you grip his cock tighter and tighter, he can feel the buildup of pleasure in his lower stomach, his balls tightening up to his body.

“c’mon pup, need ya to cum for me,” he groans against your ear as his fingers start working faster over your clit. you try to moan just as his hand grips your throat tightly again. and that’s all it took for your orgasm to come crashing over you. your jaw goes slack, air completely knocked out of you, as you squeeze onto niall’s arm, body shaking against his as you feel him let go as well.

his mind goes completely blank for a moment, so lost in how good you feel. he doesn’t think he’s ever cum so hard in his life. and he can’t stop it. your pussy is absolutely throbbing as he slows his pace down to almost nothing, both of you in a blissed out state.

you lean heavily on him as your body slowly relaxes from the intense orgasm. niall gently lays you down on the bed, cuddling up with you. his fingertips trace light patterns over the smooth expanse of your thigh as you hum contently.

you take in a breath, making a memory of the way he smells as you tuck your face into his neck, leaving tiny kisses in your wake. “sorry i bit you, promise there’s no mark.”

“s’okay petal,” he murmurs. “just got a little lost in the moment yeah ?”

you nod, humming an affirmative sound, shivering a little as niall’s fingertips keep working over your skin, tickling you a bit.

“since this is our only time, can i take advantage ? wouldn’t forgive myself if i missed the opportunity to taste that lovely cunt.” niall smirks at you, rolling you onto your back, slotting his body between your thighs. two fingers gently stroke through your folds, collecting some of your juices.

you flinch a bit out of pure overstimulation. but then you hear him, “we can call it cleaning you up,” he chuckles. “and if you cum again, s’just a little bonus.”

“fuck, ya, okay,” you nod, whimpering and laughing a bit, throwing any common sense out the window. “how can i ever say no to someone wanting to go down on me ?”

niall smiles wide at you, pecking your lips before settling down between your legs, his arms hooked around your thighs to hold you down. he wastes no time licking a long stripe all the way up from your abused hole to your puffy clit.

he groans, taking another long lick before settling at your entrance, “taste so good puppy.” and he means it, you’re taste is so fucking sweet, he’s instantly addicted. he strokes your inner walls with his tongue, making sure to lap up all of your juices, tasting the bitter mix of his cum.

every time he pulls his tongue out, he sucks on your clit and lips, making your body shudder, one hand gripped tight in his hair.

once he’s sure he’s cleaned you up good, lapping up all the sweetness you have to offer him, he focuses on your clit, sucking it into his mouth, tongue flicking rapidly.

you moan out loudly, your clit getting increasingly sensitive. your thighs begin to tremble, feeling an orgasm coming on but not sure you can handle another one. your legs try to close on niall’s head, but he’s stronger than you are. he manages to hold them apart, flicking your swollen button faster and faster, eyes making contact with yours.

your orgasm hits you hard and fast, crashing over you, your back arching off the bed as you moan out niall’s name louder than you ever have, hips bucking up against his mouth.

as niall slows down, bringing you down from your third orgasm of the night, he pecks your clit one more time for good measure, making your body twitch. he coos an apology, pecking his way up your body, slotting his lips with yours in a heated kiss. you wrap your arms around his neck, nibbling on his lips whenever you get the chance, licking at the taste of yourself on his mouth.

“i don’t really ever do this,” he murmurs against your lips. “but, can i stay for the night ? i really just don’t want this to end quite yet,” he adds, feeling the blush on his cheeks. he’s honestly embarrassed to ask, and in any other situation wouldn’t even bother mentioning it on a night like this. but there isn’t any part of him that wants to let you go quite yet. he’s revelling in the cozy, calm essence you seem to have. although it scares him to bits, he doesn’t want to leave your side. it feels like being with you is so right, he can’t imagine the moment he has to say goodbye. at least for now, he can’t bring himself to even think about it.

“i wouldn’t have it any other way,” you mumble against his lips. “m’not ready to say goodbye.”

it’s as if you were reading his mind. and it isn’t the first time in the short period you’ve both known each other. niall’s not sure what to make of it, but he doesn’t have it in him to care at the moment. he’s too busy watching you curled into him, how shiny your hair is, how soft your skin is, how deep your eyes are, how cute your little nose is, how puffy and kiss bitten your lips are. “can i take a picture of you ?” he asks quietly, his eyes going wide as he realizes he spoke that out loud and not just in his head.

you giggle, your eyes scrunching up a bit as you nod a yes. niall reaches for his pants, pulling out his phone smiling at you as he takes the photo. “you’re just so incredibly beautiful like this. i never want to forget this moment.”

his words make you blush, making niall take a second photo before putting his phone down and gliding his fingertip down your warm and reddened cheek. he swears he can see you literally glowing, eyes sparkling as you look back at him. and he can’t imagine how he’s gotten so lucky.

but with all the exertion you went through tonight, your eyes start to fall shut, no matter how hard you try to keep them open. “i hate to say this, but we should really get some sleep,” you mumble quietly. “it’s already 3am and i need to be at the airport at 6.”

you hate this, hate this so much. you wish you could just hole up with niall in this room forever. but reality awaits you when you wake up.

niall can feel how much you dont want to go to sleep, and he absolutely understands why. it’s like this little bubble you two have created, away from everything, will pop as soon as you both open your eyes in a few hours time.

but he also completely understands the awful beckoning of an early morning alarm that will come much too soon at this point, so he just nods, opening up his arms and pulling you into him.

you tuck your head right into niall’s chest, your arm and leg hooked onto him, his body engulfing yours. he soothingly rubs your back as you trail feather soft kisses over his neck. you’re not quite sure who fell asleep first as both your gentle touches slowly started to fade away with the passing minutes. but the warmth, safety, and comfort niall provided lulled you to sleep so perfectly, you know you’ll forever crave that feeling he’s been so effortlessly able to provide you with.

but as you both knew jumping into this, it was just to be one night, in a hotel room, in vancouver, canada. and when you wake up, the reality of your lives will come crashing back full force.

Part 3

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that-one-random-writer · 1 year

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Chasing you Chapter 9 {Complete}

Summary: Jake retires from the military honorably. He steps into a new roll, ready to settle down in his hometown of Texas. He is placed on your shift. Your current relationship is stable until the dust settles, revealing cracks in the foundation.

Warning-police work it gets gory at times and horrible so be aware 18+ smut eventually.

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The house was cold, and there was nothing left of this home. The walls had happy photos of times before your diagnosis. You looked at all the memories of Disneyland trips, vacations to beaches. You looked at the next photo, you were in a doctors room. James kissing your forehead. You watched james' smile slowly drop through treatment photos.

There it was, you held the bell, the ringing sounded, people clapping, you could hear it. You had been listed in full remission, and James' face had a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Glass shattered across the floor. You grabbed another frame, throwing it across the room. You ran to the bedroom packing your things. You filled your car with everything you own. Each box solidified the fact that this relationship was over. You grabbed your keys, and you took off the home key off the key ring. You made sure everything was in your car. You laid the last picture down next to a note.

'I'm leaving. You're no longer the person I fell in love with.'

You owed him no other explanation, you didn't tell him where you went it didn't matter. You were free. You locked the house leaving the key under the mat. You didn't want to deal with men for a while. You didn't want to live through this back and forth push and pull of men. You wanted time to yourself with your bestfriend.

"Ken..." You trailed through the phone.

He was sitting in his living room. "Yes?"

"I dont, I don't have anywhere to go." You spoke softly. I'm not quite able to get the sentence out right.

"Did you... is he gone?" Kennedy's jaw slacked in shock.

"Yeah. I packed everything this morning." You were numb. You lost feeling everywhere.

"Get your fine, single ass over here... is exactly what Seresin is going to say when you call him."

"Ken, I'm really not in the mood. I just packed my entire house. Can I stay with you?"

"Um... can we finally talk about how hot the pool party was and have a drink? Hold on, I gotta make a call. Come over, we will sleep and then have a loser got lost party just me and you." Kennedy hung up the phone.

"Seresin, I don't have much time, man. Monroe, she's done with him. Give her some time. She's coming to my place. Just call me your certified wingman."

"Yeah, a damn good one, too." Jake laid back in his tub. The phone call ended.

"It has been a week, Marilyn." Kennedy sits beside you on the couch. He wraps his arm around you like he has every night since the breakup. He held you close. "Look, this is hard, I know, but you have to start healing. You have cried every day. I need you to get up from this couch. Honey, look at me." Kennedy placed a hand on your cheek. "You are incredible. You never deserved the way he treated you. Can you please for me try to get out of this? I'm tired of watching you slowly drown." He kissed your temple and stood up. "We're going out. You're ready for it."

"No, I'm not ready." Your voice never lifts from a whisper. The pain is excruciating. You broke up with a man you were still in love with. It is a very strange circumstance. Just because you are in love doesn't mean you're happy. You saw it, Ken saw it. The entire shift saw the relationship crumble, holding on to a single thread in a sea that is no longer filled with smiles and bonding. You were drowning. You knew it, everyone did. The hardest thing to admit is that no matter how hard you tried, you could never make the wrong person the right person for you.

"Get your ass up now. Go get a shower and get a hot outfit on we're going out whether you like it or not." Kennedy leads you to the bedroom and leaves allowing you privacy. You grab the first outfit you see and get in the shower, the water feeling so familiar to your cheeks, feeling like the many warm tears spilling over.

You get dressed and walk out to the living room.

"Hey Adam Sandler, I said, going out, not to the gym." Kennedy lifted a brow at your clothes. "Go change."

Your eyes fell the ground. "It's all packed in my car still."

"Hey, you know what..." He trailed and walked to his closet. "You are the same size as my sister." He grabbed a little black and beige dress and a pair of beige platform thigh-high boots.

"I know she wouldn't mind if you borrowed her freakem dress." You kept your face in a straight look as he held up the items. He raised his brow. "Babe... party?" He swung the items in front of you.

Your face broke. A smile is finally fresh on your face. "You know I love a party."

Ken opened your door for you. You stepped out at Ultra, the local bar.

The music vibrated through to the outside air. The music got louder as you passed the threshold. Kennedy ordered for you. He brought you a drink, and you both sat down at a booth. The lights were dim. The people around all happy faces, it was infectious. Your lips naturally fell into a smile. Ken checked his phone and laid it face down on the table.

"Okay, so you never told me what happened about the speaker in the kitchen..." Kennedy said, taking a sip.

"It was nothing. Just some flirting." Your cheeks glazed with a blush.

"Shirt thrown across the room? That's a little more than just flirting. I saw the way he was looking at you in the pool." Ken checked his phone again.

"Okay, I was drunk. we didn't kiss. He just did the thing you know. The thing..." You gave him the look.

"The leaning against the wall gets just close enough to leave you weak in the knees. Oh, I know the thing. Read it in my romance novels, which saved my closeted ass a few times in high school. Got girls talking about how hot I was, and it rumored that I was sleeping with girls without me having to sleep with girls." Kennedy sipped his drink speaking only loud enough for you to hear.

"Yup, that thing. The morning we left work I fucking daydreamed about that shit. I was a mess. I just couldnt be with James when I couldnt get this other man out of my mind and after everything that happened, I just flipped out. I started breaking picture frames, packing and just left. Its like I had been waiting for the right time to leave and it never came. I finally looked back and said why the fuck am I here." You finally opened up to Kennedy.

"Yeah and now you've got hot ass Seresin on speed dial. Call him and go to him. Be free my little bird." Kennedy smiled ecstatic that you were finally away from James.

"I don't want to rush. I don't really know him. I know how gorgeous his body is and how his eyes they just..." you paused groaning.

"Babe, 9 o clock." Kennedy smirked. He put his phone back down he had already sent where you both were sitting to Seresin, unknown to you of course.

You sipped your drink looking around the room in the direction he just mentioned. There he was walking in, Jake seresin. His hand slipped to his aviators pulling them off slipping them in his collar with ease. Your eyes locked with his, the room slowed around you. You haven't seen him since the breakup. You took time off work, you had almost forgot the power this man held. The way women looked at him swooning, men sizing him up next to their girlfriends, the room seemed to be his. "Monroe, as I live and breath."

His hand rested on the table as he leaned down. "We've missed you... I've missed you." He sat down next to you.

The room got smaller as he rested his arm over the booth behind your shoulder. You were happy to see him, as much as you wanted to take your time, his body and presence in a room were tempting.

A man you've never seen before walked behind him and sat down next to Kennedy.

"Kennedy, this is Tyler Kraft. He is one of my military buddies. His call sign was cheese. That's what all of us called him." Seresin chuckled and smirked at Kennedy.

"I told him you had a pool." His voice changing like there was more that you didn't know between those harmless words.

"We can all have a few drinks, and if you're down for a party, we can all head back to your place. I'll supply the drinks if you supply the pool."

Kennedy's eyes widened just enough for you to notice. "Y-yeah that's fine." He was caught off guard with a plan change. A plan you had no idea about.

"It's nice to meet you tyler. I'm Monroe. I work with these too." You smiled politely. A new face intrigued you.

"Cop too? I hope you two are giving hangman hell for us." He flashed a smile that held a jewel attached to his tooth.

You giggled politely. The tooth jewel gave you an idea of what was going on, something about the way Kennedy was acting told you he had no idea what was going on.

"Hangman?" You paused, looking up at Seresin. "I'm about to now... with a name like that. " You laughed, looking over at Tyler.

You directed your attention back to Seresin. "You want to go with me to get our first round hangman?"

"Yeah. Good idea." He nodded, offering his hand.

You stood up without his help walking to the bar. You were shield from the pair you left at the table by a sea of people. "Jake, who is that?" You said between gritted teeth protection of your friend boiling in your blood.

"He's a friend of mine. I figured I'd introduce him to Kennedy." Seresin smirked, pride filling his voice in more ways then one.

"Why?" It seethed through your lips.

"Because a closet is lonely. I'm not going to say anything to anyone at work. If I was going to I would have called him out at the pool party." He said quietly leaning to whisper in your ear.

"How long have you known?" Your shoulders softened feeling a little trust seep in.

"I was suspicious the whole time, but the pool party confirmed it. He doesn't know that I know... until now, I guess." He shrugged his shoulders.

Realization set in that he set them up on a date. "They can't be in public on a date... Jake you're an idiot." You quietly yelled.

"OK calm down. I already gave Tyler the run down, and that's why I suggested we go back to his house for a pool party. Have a little faith. I got this. Now what do you want to drink? I'm buying for you tonight."

"Pineapple upside-down and a shot of tequila." You didn't even worry about fighting him on the payment of a drink. You stood on the foot rest of a nearby bar stool.

"What are you doing?" Seresin asked. His brows stitched together.

You saw the way Kennedy was sitting facing Tyler. His body language was very clearly a sign of interest. "Checking on him. They look happy." You smiled looking down at Seresin.

He grabbed your waist and helped you down back to the ground. His hand lingered on the small of your back. "I told you. Now stop worrying and have fun. You deserve it." He grabbed the drinks and you grabbed the ones for tyler and Ken.

All worrying had been swept away. You mind completely cleared of James, and your friend from being outed. You looked at Seresin in a new light. He was protecting your best friend and giving him something he desperately wanted.

A/N tumblr ate my post so we're trying this again!

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puertoark · 18 days

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My experience with each Amnesia game which I need to share with the world

SO UM. Hi. I fell in love with this game series its been a while and I needed somewhere to talk abt it so here I am !

I'll be depcting my unasked opinion briefly for each game bc god I have sm to talk abt every single one of them

Amnesia: The Dark Descent

Everyone loves this game right right I do too BUT I must say it was personally my least favorite of the series which doesn't mean I didnt fucking loved it. Almost everything abt it is nearly perfect - the ambience and sound design specially is something so so special and dear to my heart from this game oh my

I really enjoyed the narrative too its just that.. it didnt impact me like the others did and I think most of the complaints ppl have about Rebirth are applicable here aswell

I personally felt like the pacing was kinda odd too but thats probably just me anyway I rank TDD with 6 Alexanders and 2 Servant Brutes

Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs

Idk how safe it is to say that on the internet after 10 years but I enjoyed this game sm more than I did with TDD

I know why everyone dislikes this one (no inventory + no sanity + no mechanics + L + ratio) but I gotta say I enjoyed the safer walking simulator with occasional danger like gameplay

And I like how they did it too - This was the game to introduce the flickering light mechanic to when you're in danger and I absolutely love it?? Its more subtle and haunting than the roar + music start playing when you're in danger thing. its elegant and superb MY OPINION

Talking about haunting the HORROR aspect of this HORROR game is nailed aswell in more subtle things too! The atmosphere is so fucking bizarre and oppressive sometimes when youre just reading a fucking note and digging lore like christ. how. I really do enjoy Mandus's character as a creppy factor aswell as the manpigs designs too

Not talking abt Jessica Curry's score for this game bc everyone agrees its a masterpiece

I rank this one with both Edwin and Enoch

Amnesia: Rebirth

hey guys pls stop hating on games that are actual masterpieces plss

Ok now. I too have my negatives with this game. The jumpscares in the fear mechanics. And some scripted ones too but thats it.

Tasi as a character is amazing, I love her saur much I loved the mechaninc of dont "die" or else you'll be a ghoul in ten minutes and I love how talkative she is…. ik a lot of people don't like it but I think it works just perfectly with her character - esp since shes not "alone" like the other 3 and I LOVE her relationship with her pregnancy and Amari. By the end, her story had me in pieces like no ending was satisfactory enough and…. and…..

I LOVED the scenarios and atmosphere too Frictional nailed it with art direction and sound design as ALWAYS

Amnesia: The Bunker

My second fave of the series I rank with 9 Makkas and 1 lovely Amari

I am shaking, in tears, in pieces, trembling, floored, literally on your walls

God.

This game had no right in being this haunting and sad, literally… For me this game is the one that stands out the most in the franchise. I loved how most of the storytelling was on the scenarios and events of the bunker. A quiet, superb story. I loved every single detail abt it like I literally cant even describe it

The historical context, setting, ost, gameplay, CHARACTERS LIKE… HENRI AND AUGUSTIN I AM SO SORRY SOSOSO SORRY OMFG I could spend DAYS talking about them, talking about all the nuances of this game

Ofc they nailed the atmosphere and sound design but this time its better than its ever been. Feels so lonely and isolated being Henri on the bunker then you peek outside and theres a fucking WAR ready to take his life. The war that made his bff (prob his only family) a monster and took everything of them both. How scary it is to even use a gun sometimes… absolute masterpiece. Frictional peaked hard

I rank this one with one Henri one Augustin and one rabbit toy

thank you frictional games for ruining my life with horror games that for some reason had some of the best human and existential narratives ive ever experienced

Still have to play Justine tho.

#reposting i feel more embarassed now #amnesia the dark descent #amnesia a machine for pigs #amnesia rebirth #amnesia the bunker #frictional games

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zombyne · 5 months

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Yk I gotta do it- Hiyoko and Ibuki, just for you

😎👉👉

SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT, UNIVERSITY WAS KICKING MY ASS

Ok, two people ask me about THEM so here we are

Lit the reason why everyone knows me is for this ship

What can i say about them:

First let's look a little about them

Ibuki: A girl who lives her life like she want, no one tell her how to live, she can be herself, sadly there's not much official info about her childhood besides she almost die by a coconut and almost end in other country, so people (even myself) think that Ibuki have the "just smile and hide your bad feelings" problem, but she is happy most of the time

Hiyoko: We can say she is the contrary of Ibuki, forced to continue with the clan traditions, away from her own father, living with her abussive grandmother (also believe her grandma actually do a good job taking care of her) being bullied by others in not only verbal ways (dead animals in her bed ,nails in her shoes,poisoned food) and also she was a moving target for just having "Saionji" in her name, and for all of this, she needed to "get strong" "don't be weak" and then she create her coping mechanism, basically saying the worst things (even if she don't really believe in what she was saying) just because she dont want to be hurt again

Now, why are so compatible?

Because her talents and Ibuki's nature

Hiyoko loves Ibuki's music, Ibuki loves Hiyoko's dancing, if someone mess with Ibuki and her music, Hiyoko is the first one in threat that person with crush their skulls, Ibuki have fun with Hiyoko and her bad mouth, and also, because Ibuki's nature, Hiyoko's insults don't work on her, she just laugh, that's why in Hiyoko started to have curiosity of Ibuki

Some people think that Hiyoko hates Ibuki because she live her life like she want, but i think is more inspiration than hate

these two also are the chaos duo, making pranks on People,having funny moments together but also, i think they can help each other to heal up, Hiyoko helping Ibuki with her feelings and Ibuki helping Hiyoko with her coping mechanism

so in resume, i love these two, are hyper underated and deserves more attention because sadly the canon dont show the potential of this two, and i'm not just talking about them as a romantic relationships, but also as a Friendship

#anon ask #hiyoko saionji #ibuki mioda #danganronpa #sdr2 #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #hiyobuki

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would you consider doing a nikolai lantsov imagine in which the reader is a mercenary and they meet in ketterdam 👀?

ABSOLUTELY!! I tried to fit the reader into the whole mercenary thing and i dont really know if its accurate or not, i hope you like it tho!

warnings: slight enemies to lovers?, TIME SET BEFORE THE WHOLE ALINA THING, swearing, slight violence (mentions of guns) fluff at the end

edit: i literally couldn't be bothered to think of a good title so 🧍‍♀️

RULES !!

DO NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK PLEASE!!

REQUESTS: OPEN

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Summary: When you unexpectedly "steal" a job from Nikolai, currently under the name of Sturmhond, a playful rivalry forms between you two. When your life is suddenly put in danger, that relationship changes for the better.

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The Mercenary | Nikolai Lantsov

Lively chatter could be heard in the distance, the soft glow of the moon illuminating what the street lamps couldn't. Ketterdam was like that, never asleep.

Your feet splashed on a puddle as you walked through the street of the Barrel, sharp eye on the look out for anyone who was bold enough to pick your pocket. Finally, after a few turns, you stepped down a dark alleyway, stopping at a dark wooden door. Without bothering to knock, you slammed the door open, stepping into a small room, the fireplace bringing forth a warmth in sharp contrast to the cold of the city.

The person, a man around his 60s jumped slightly, head snapping towards your direction before relaxing slightly once they saw your figure "Jeez, always trynna gimme a fright ey"

You rolled your eyes, snickering slightly. Taking a seat, you leaned your elbows on your knees as you nodded towards the envelope "So what do you have for me?"

He chuckled, "Always straight to business huh" You cocked your eyebrow upward "Well that's exactly what we're here for are we not?" Chuckling once again, he looked down at the envelope before handing it to you "I don't know what it's about but a lil' birdie told me it pays well"

You snatched the envelope, quickly ripping it open. Your eyes scanned the letter, a small smirk settling on your lips "Well your little birdie wasn't wrong" Abruptly, you stood up, opening the door "Are ya not gonna tell me what it says" "You'll figure it out, don't stress it"

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A soft sigh left your lips as you streched your arms upward, walking out into the fresh crisp air of the early morning. 'Damn that took longer than I expected' You walked back into the busy streets of Ketterdam, weaving between bodies, one should never stay out too long in the streets.

Despite the crowds, you noticed a change in the air, you were being watched, maybe even followed. You picked up your pace, trying to confuse your follower, however luck was not your side when you realized you wound up in a rather empty alleyway with a dead end, great.

Taking a step backwards, your back bumped into something hard, whirling around you came face to face with a young man, a smirk on his face. "What the fuck do you want?" you scowled. He slowly stepped forward, like a predator stalking towards it's prey, as you moved backwards, slamming into the wall. His voice was rough and low as he spoke "You, darling, took something from me" Your eyebrows scrunched in confusion "What are you talking about, I don't even know who you are" He chuckled, amusement written all over his face "Why you took my job of course" You scoffed "Your job? How is it yours when I got to it first huh" However, before he could speak another word, you pushed past him. You looked over your shoulder, smirking at him "If you want something you gotta move fast before someone else takes it, that's how you survive around here" Just like that, you moved back into the crowd, disappearing as if you were the air itself. The man stood amazed as he watched your figure disappear, a light laugh leaving his lips "How interesting"

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For the next few weeks, you found yourself in the same situation with Sturmhond, whose name you learned a few days after that one day. He'd take jobs from you. You'd take jobs from him. Being as competitive as you both were, you'd provoke each other, trying to rile the other up. Nonetheless, there was a silent agreement that there was truly no bad blood between you two. Eventually you found yourself enjoying the teasing remarks and reveling in your little squabbles, feeling your heat flutter every time you were around him.

The next job you took, as simple as it was, only seemed to go downhill. You were currently racing down Fifth Harbour as a group of armed men chased you down, their faces fuming with rage. Suddenly you felt a hand grab your arm, forcefully pulling you to the side and into the persons chest, their other hand covering over your hand mouth before you could let a single noise out. A familiar smooth voice whispered into your ear "Sssh, don't make any noise unless you want to give yourself away"

After a few moments you moved away, facing towards him "You knew this was going to happen" It wasn't a question but rather a statement. He simply shrugged as if he hadn't just saved your life "What can I say, i'm simply that amazing" You scoffed, rolling your eyes "Unbelievable" "Hey you could at least say thank you, I did save your life just now" Once again you rolled your eyes, a small smile settling on your lips "Thank you" He courtesied dramatically "The pleasure is all mine, my lady" You threw your head back in laughter, copying his dramatic movements.

Before you could speak another word, you heard a shot ring out, bullet hitting the wall nearest to you. Your eyes landed on the same group you were running from, and they were looking straight back at you.

Sturmhond had faster reflexes and quickly grabbed your wrist, dashing once again down the harbour, practically dragging you with him. He suddenly swerved to the left, heading towards a ramp leading to a big ship. The occupants looked up at you, startled by the sudden intrusion, but they seemed to relax when they spotted Sturmhond. He led you towards the end of the ship, sitting you down on a box "Stay here, I'll make sure they aren't following"

Suddenly it dawned on you, this was his ship. He had told you many stories about his insane adventures on the same ship you were on right now, making you wonder what it was truly like to venture the sea into unknown lands.

The sound of his voice snapped you out of your thoughts "They're gone"

You leaned back into the wall, releasing a sigh of relief "You truly are a life saver" You smile, a teasing tone in your voice. "Only for you darling" You snickered in return, "You're so cheesy" Though the blush on your cheeks was obvious, he decided to save you the embarrassment, for now at least.

You let your eyes wander over the deck, taking in the vast variety of people doing their own thing "You weren't wrong when you said you had a nice ship" You mused.

"Well I do take great pride in it for a reason don't I?" He cocked his eyebrow upward, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

A wishful sigh left your lips, standing up you leaned on the railing, looking out at the sea "It must be nice, getting to explore the unknown sea, visiting all sorts of places"

There was a pause, almost as if an unspoken question was asked. His voice was soft and doubtful, as if he was unsure if he'd scare you away with his words "You...could always join me, we have plenty of space here"

You turned to him, a sparkle in your eye "Really? You mean it?"

He took your hands in his "I do, I could teach you everything, I'm sure you'd fit right in"

He abruptly stopped his words, moving his hand to your cheek, grazing his thumb against your soft skin "I'd miss you too much, it wouldn't be the same without you"

You smiled softly "I'd miss you too...Thank you, Sturmhond"

His gaze flickered to your lips, lingering a second too long "Nikolai"

"What?"

"Call me Nikolai"

His soft lips pressed against yours, pulling you impossibly close, your previous shock slipped from your mind as you kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck.

If you had known, you would've stolen jobs from him much sooner.

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tiredstressedemotionalmess · 7 months

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am sick so if you'd like to speak some suitehearts/killjoys thoughts to me i would love to hear them :P

im sorry ur not feeling well :(( heres a (too goddamn long sorry) summary of all the suitehearts Thoughts i was struck with in latin earlier to hopefully make you feel a bit better <33

so first i was just thinking abt Benz and how hed get roped into the show via threats from bli and then i was like ohhh okay what if they offer him a lab space/equipment to do whatever experiments/research he wants if they agree to being on the show. bc like at this point its abundantly clear that hes not gonna work for them by making new drugs as originally planned but they dont want to risk losing his potential (and they wanna show that theyre still fucking in control) so they make them this "deal" (which theyve really got no other option to take if they dont wanna die) and he gets this lab and figures he can find a way of counteracting blis bullshit sort of in secret bc he knows hes never gonna be able to get this equipment anywhere else

AND THEN i started thinking abt how this would effect his relationship with everyone else on the show (namely Sandman and Donnie bc Crab atp basically just exists off set in a drugged up haze) and i started thinking that maybe thered be some tension there bc the others are either poor or poor AND heavily demoted from past positions of power, and they look at Benz with his higher education and seemingly wealthy lifestyle and they think hes an enthusiastic participant in the system thats fucked them both over. so maybe theyre both kinda dicks to them off set but im thinking Benz doesn't really care bc he doesnt hang around much anyways if they arent filming- hes gotta spend every possible second in the lab yk? and then i started thinking about what might push them all to really talk and become friends which led to THE fucking idea ever

so one day Sandy and Donnie are looking for Benz in his dressing room bc they were supposed to start filming like fifteen fucking minutes ago god Benz this isnt just your show stop being so fucking selfish and come do your job- but they stop as just outside the door as they very clearly hear Benz arguing with someone important and they're saying something about a deal? and Benz sounds pissed saying this wasnt in the agreement and they said he could research whatever he wanted and they cant just do this- if they take this from him hes done. he's walking. they already took everything else from him so if they dont let him have this then hes off the fucking show and they can just try and catch him when he runs. and Whoever theyre talking to is just like "lolz okay well if you're leaving guess were gonna have to recast everyone for 'consistency' so i guess all the others have no reason to be kept around anymore-" and its like. a VERY clear threat on the rest of the Suitehearts' lives and Benz fucking freaks out. he backtracks immediately apologizes for speaking out says they can take his research he doesnt care jesus just dont bring them into this they didnt even do anything

so then Sandy and Donnie are like "ohhh What The Fuck :D" and they kinda feel like assholes for making assumptions bc clearly this isnt the first time Benz has been threatened (and its very much implied that blis gone through with last threats when he wasnt compliant) and theyve both already had their own shit building up and their hatred for bli was already basically at the tipping point already so yeah. they confront Benz and Benz tells him that theyd been trying to develop a sort of blocker for bli's pills. something people in the city can take to negate their effects. he didnt even know if it was possible or if he was on the right track with his research but apparently bes gotten close enough to something for bli to have to step in now. and the other two are obviously like ?????? WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN YOU LITERALLY INVENTED A WAY TO FREE PEOPLE FROM BLIS CONTROL WHAT THE SHIT WE HAVE TO HELP YOU SAVE THAT SHIT RIGHT THE FUCK NOW

and Benz is all like "well technically idk if ive invented shit yet bc i haven't actually tested the drug on anyone" and the others are like "bet okay you need a test subject? lets yoink Crab". Benz is incredibly fucking against doing that bc Consent and Ethics. he lets it slip that he does have a stash of the drug already made and hidden in his apartment and hes just gonna test the shit on himself but Sandy and Donnie are noooot fucking having it bc "dude. you understand they arent gonna let you go after this right? even if they keep you alive, they are gonna start tightening the reigns and pumping you full of shit and then youre gonna be the one who needs the blockers" and yeah they really do have a point there so Benz agrees to join them on the escape plan theyve been devising (which side note. yeah those two were planning on running away together anyways but thats a different post probably-) and what follows is the most stressful fucking two weeks of all of their lives as they start discreetly gathering the shit theyll need to leave all while having to wrap filming this season and dealing with management watching their every fucking move and making vague ominous comments about "the future of their careers" AND theyre slipping Crab these new fucking pills and having to keep a close eye on them and keep them calm as theyre slowing coming out of their trance and realizing Oh Fuck Im In The City

and then like. it all comes to a head and they very publicly are chased by a bunch of crows in costume bc they end up having to fin in the middle of filming and i havent thought much abt this lart yet so yeah. thats what i spent all of latin thinking abt I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON KAZ <333

#asks #my headcanons #danger days #danger days headcanons #americas suitehearts #killjoy suitehearts #<gonna try use that tag to keep all my thoughts together :p #danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #and yes this is literally the exact shit i said i wasnt gonna post abt and this is what im writing a fic on so spoilers ig but not really #BUT ITS NOT MY FAULT OKAY I NEED TO CHEER NY FRIEND UP AND I JUST STARTED TYPING AND COULDNT STOP #so enjoy all my Too Many words ig #my writing

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crypticjackal13 · 2 years

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Hello! Before I do the request I have to say..

I love your writing alot! And the way you express the characters are absolutely stunning!

But anyways since this is my first request so you gotta bare with me here..

Is it ok if its a MK X Filipino!reader?

If not its ok really!

Also I dont know how to explain things but if you need some points on the idea here is how it goes:

Filipino!reader is coming back to china to meet mk ( also their relationship started before the events of mk being swk's succesor ) and mk wanted to let the others know about Filipino!reader so basically mk invites everyone to pigsy's noodles and they finally meet filipino!reader for the first time! ( also you can add characters if you like but can you add swk and macaque there too? )

( sorry if this is very confusing its my first time really! And I am filipino so if I misspelled anything I am sorry ^^ )

Have a good day/afternoon/night!! <3

Not confusing at all! And thank you, I really do my best! Enjoy!! ^^

"City Sweet City" (MK x Filipino!GN!Reader)

(romantic oneshot)(827 w.c)

Pronouns: They/Them

CW: none? Food at the end

Weaving your way through Airport traffic to get to where your boyfriend said he was parked was arguably the worst part of your trip from the Philippines to get to China. Thank goodness MK’s vehicle of choice was the delivery buggy that he used at work. The large pig on top eliminated a lot of time you would have spent searching for him. As soon as MK saw you approaching, he leapt out of the car and ran to you. He enveloped you in a bear hug, lifting you up with ease and spinning the two of you around.

“Y/N! You’re here! In front of me! Wow!” He was beaming at you, practically jumping for joy, and you would be too if you weren’t holding all your luggage.

“I am! But before anybody goes crazy can we please put all this in your trunk?” You gestured to your bags, and he seemed to just realize they existed as he started helping you to put them in the back.

“Oh, right! I thought that maybe after we dropped your stuff off at my place you’d come to Pigsy’s with me? I want you to meet my friends!”

“Yeah, that sounds good!”

He locked the trunk and you both got into the car to drive to his apartment where you’d be staying. You’d been badgering him about cleaning it for ages, and from what you could see now that you were standing in it, he had. He also showed you the pull out bed that was on his couch just in case you wanted to sleep by yourself. This was incredibly sweet, you told him, however if he had space in his bed you wanted to fill it. MK blushed at this and started getting all flustered, since this would be the first time you’d ever slept over and since he was your boyfriend he didn’t have to really be alone at night.

“Anyways, c’mon! Pigsy’s is right downstairs.” He took your hand, leading you down and around the corner of the building, and sure enough, there was the famous noodle place you’d heard of a million times. Aptly decorated for its name with a cozy interior that smelled delicious.

“Hey guys! I want you to meet my partner, Y/N! They’re from the Philippines!” MK called as you two entered. You waved to the people in front of you. From pictures alone, you could figure out who Mei was, with her signature green jacket and cutesy hairstyle. There were two monkeys as well, one of them sitting on a cloud in the corner while the other one was leaning on a wall enjoying some noodles. And of course the pig-man behind the counter must be Pigsy himself.

“Ooh, so you’re the one MK won’t stop talking about! I’m Mei!” Mei came up to you and hugged you. You returned the hug, giving MK a mischievous smile.

“You talk about me a lot?” You asked him. He stammered.

“Not in a negative way or anything! I just think you’re really cool so I talk about it!—“

“Relax, kid, you’re gonna blow a fuse,” The monkey on the cloud spoke finally. He gave you a polite wave. “I’m Monkey King. Nice to meet you after all this time!”

“Yeah, this is the mentor I was telling you about!” MK chimed in. You waved back at him. The shadow in the corner cleared his throat, and MK gestured over to him. “And that’s Macaque!”

“It’s so nice to meet you all! Good to see there are people around MK that can keep him out of trouble!” You smiled, and Macaque huffed with a smirk.

“Our success rate isn’t that high.” He said.

“Hey! We do our best!” Monkey King argued.

MK seemed to feel like there would be a fight, so he walked in between the two under the guise of grabbing water from the cooler that was sitting near a table. Then he led you over to the counter to sit down.

“How about we split some noodles? I’ll pay for them.” MK offered.

“Just this once, since it’s a special occasion, you can just have ‘em.” Pigsy slid two bowls over to you and your boyfriend.

“Ah, thank you!” You grabbed a pair of chopsticks and gave the food a taste. It practically melted in your mouth and it brought tears to your eyes.

“What’s wrong? Do you not like them?” MK worriedly looked at you.

“No…it’s delicious. Better than I could have imagined…” you practically inhaled the rest of the bowl, happier that you didn’t have to suffer through airplane food anymore.

“Thanks, Y/N.” Pigsy gave you an over the shoulder smile as he continued to cook. MK was smiling too and enjoying his own bowl of noodles. Surrounded by the people he cared about. With you, in person, able to actually hold you and show you his favorite places…you two would have so much fun!

#lego monkie kid #lmk headcanon #lmk x reader #lmk #lmk mk #lmk qi xiaotian #mk x reader #romantic oneshot #oneshot #gender neutral y/n

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thekidsarentalright · 6 months

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Hii! I have some hot and cold takes to sharee. Hope you are still doing that, I don't want to be annoying

1. FOB making literally no shows in LatAm let a bad taste on my mouth. They come only for festivals, and I bet that they have enough public here to play a solo show, at least at the capitals/biggest cities. Probably it lies more on fault of their label, but anyway.

2. Use what Joe said in his book to hate on Mania is disingenuous, since he said similar things about other albums too (IOH comes to mind)

3. TTTYG is not very unique? Like, putting it above most of FOB albums is weird to me, since it's mostly a very standard pop punk album (don't get me wrong, I love this baby made of teenboy rage, but anyway)

4. EOWYG is genuinely bad. Theres literally one of two good songs.

5. Suggesting that a band should break up because you did not like their most recent material is weird, I am sorry. Like, if you don't like it, DONT LISTEN??? And for me, is even worse when it's about FOB, since they are very vocal about how much they like to work, tour and just generally hang out together.

6. The Hush Sound was the best band Pete signed, bless Ryro for sending that link for Pete.

7. Speaking about Ryro, he and Pete have the most intersting relationship from all the relationships between Pete and other band dudes, at least for me

Thats it, thank you for reading <3 I hope its not the worst opinions ever.

def still doing it and not annoying at all, thank you for sharing!!!!

i absolutely agree with this like. while i’m sure it isn’t Their faults personally that they aren’t touring in latam, i’m sure there’s a lot that goes into it that i dont even know about that really doesn’t change that it Is shitty that they aren’t touring anywhere there like. idk if artists like paramore and taylor swift etc can do it i’m sure they could too :/ and i can only hope that Sometime Soon they do

yeah definitely!! his feelings on their albums are honestly probably a lot more complex and nuanced than we could imagine and just using him voicing his thoughts on a project as a way to justify not liking something yourself is kinda shitty!

i have alwayssss felt this way about tttyg (and tbh about eowyg too which will go into my response to the next one fjdnfk), like it shows Promise and isn’t Bad but it also isn’t unique like other fob albums are necessarily. it was a good start but like. they just got better w every album imo

i definitely dont think eowyg as it exists is good either yeahfjrjfndk like i said before. and i think in an ask yday. it has a lot of promise and could easily be good w some tweaks but. isn’t really my thing fjrkfndk

literally if you dont like something and only have mean uninteresting things to say about it dont listen and dont talk about it LMAOOO dont go from i dont like this to well clearly the band should break up like. fob love touring and working together and clearly really love what they’re creating let them be…

tbh have never listened to the hush sound so i will take ur word for this one!!! ryan has good taste tho so im sure theyre good <3

tho i will be a peterick forever and ever i gotta agree pete and ryan are very interesting fr like… there was Some gay stuff going on there man…

#no bad opinions at all :3!! like i said thank u for sharing sm mwah mwah #asks #anon

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jojodelaguerras-wooden-stick · 25 days

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Here's me infodumpinf about my two favourite songs Let's Hear It for the Boy from Footloose and Chip On My Shoulder from Legally Blonde because they make me feel things

Let's Hear It for the Boy

First off I wanna say I heard the original song from the 1984 movie (I love the movie btw) and I love both the original song and the musical version

I'll ramble in context of the musical because it's easier

What makes me love this song so much is that it's basically rusty loving Willard so much, she doesn't care that Willard can't dance, she enjoys time with him and he does too and AHHHHH

Oh maybe he's no Romeo / But he's my lovin one -man show

the song is just her loving willard so much even tho hes not perfect or impressive. And she loves him so much she wants to show him off!! So let's hear it for the boy !!!!!

My baby he dont talk sweet / He ain't got much to say

But he loves me loves me loves me / I know that he loves me anyway

The mutual connection of I know you love me and you know I love you even tho they dont verbally say it

But he loves me loves me loves me / We always have a real good time

It's just this energy of I love you because of who you are and I love our relationship, our dynamic and the time we spend together I love all this so much I wanna make sure everyone else knows it too

What he does he does so well / It makes me wanna yell / Let's hear it for the boy

Cause every time he pulls me near / I just wanna cheer / Lets hear it for the boy

RAHHHHHHH IT MAKES ME WANT TO YELL

And Willard learns how to dance !!!!

Side note: Miles Teller and Christian Borle have both played the role of Willard and idk how to feel about that /pos

Chip On My Shoulder

I will be putting this song on repeat if it means I have an Emmett in my ear telling me we gotta be driven as hell for me to be motivated

This whole song makes me want to scream because it's Elle and Emmett's relationship developing from almost strangers to ultimate besties like YOU SEE THAT HANDSHAKE THEY HAVE ultimate besties goals

With the chance I've been given / I'm gonna be driven as hell

I'm gonna be playing this line in my head any time I want to give up Emmett my internal emotional supporter

Also Emmett is so sweet literally and he works so hard I wanna hug him

Out out / what are you angry? / Good so get angry / You may find a chip on your shoulder

I love this whole part because Emmett observes that elle obviously hasn't been studying and he's pushing her to start somewhere, clean up her table and "get to work" and he does it in a way to get her frustrated and motivated to study with this "chip" he judt gave her even if its as small as cleaning out her room when she doesn't want to

Idk I love that so much for some reason

They laughed at me like they're laughing at you/ We can't win if we don't follow through

'We' as in both of them like Emmett isn't leaving Elle alone in this journey he's gonna help her study and get up there in class. He also shows empathy towards her by sharing how he experienced being kicked out of class too, again showing shes not alone in this.

And the fact that even tho Elle is already able to pass the class, he still pushes her to work harder, knowing her potential is better than that.

also chewing gum isn't the law it's selling gum cuz someone stuck gum in the train door and caused problems anyway country mention MAJULAH

Let's not chase him away / Let's face him and say / Hey punk let's dance

Elle finally has something to drive her! And it's not just trying to prove Warner she's serious, it's looking him in the eyes and saying "Hey look at what I can do, not like before where i was dumbly chasing after you, I am facing you head on" like YES GIRL

I am reclaiming my pride

THIS Elle went all the way to Harvard to chase after Warner, not really thinking about anything other than get back with Warner. Then finally, she realises she needs to do more than that and becomes "smarter and bolder", she knows what to do now and that is to study and work hard !!!!!!

I also wonder if this is where she stops loving Warner but hasn't realised it until she verbalised it in So Much Better.

If you saw the proshot and you saw how excited Emmett was when Elle finally found her 'chip' like AHHHHHHHH

She was something to see there / I'm just happy I could be there / First big test and she aced it / She's so close she could taste it / She's got a chip on her shoulder

THIS PART I LOVE IT SO MUCH Emmett is so proud of Elle for winning the case exercise (idk if that's the right term) BUT AHHHHHH he's so proud of her and her journey through the past few months studying hard and staying with her along the way, helping and guiding her. I'd just imagine all the moments in those months where Elle struggled and finally she achieved something, Emmett must have been so!!! Happy and proud!!!! Someone also said this is like the part Emmett falls in love with Elle LIKE YESSSSSSSS AND THE GREEK CHORUS RUNNING AROUND HIM bros like a middle schooler falling in love with her omggg AND HIS LITTLE DANCE MANS SMITTEN

This is also me crushing on Emmett I need an Emmett in my life please I love him

^ me listening to these songs

These two songs basically show my view on love, romance and relationships

I also really love Playing with the Boys by Kenny Loggins because of the energy it has, it's just people having fun even the MV is a grp of people playing volleyball (*cough* and the beach scene in TG *cough*) its so underrated its such a good song to get people to have fun

Alright that's it

#rambles #legally blonde #footloose

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lindszeppelin · 1 month

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the anons about resenting Austin. I get it, but I think we need to give him some grace. Austin to me seems very naive to some extent and a little to trusting of people. I am not trying to talk down to him , but it does seem that way. I also feel that he may have issues with being alone. He is basically by himself in California from what I see. Both his Dad and sister dont live in there anymore. When you're lonely sometimes it makes you lower your standards and tolerate shit that you typically wont. Austin has also talked about how being lonely can get to you as well back when he was doing his Elvis press. And when he did you can tell it hurt. So i think it something he genuinely struggles with. Kaia saw that and preyed on that. But that clearly has back fired on her considering the girl has to do the devil's work to make it seems like her and Austin are the "real deal". Austin will wake up one day and be out of this and we will see him with his special someone. We gotta give it time. We also gotta stop letting these shippers get to us too. Majority of them are young girls who never really been in a relationship like that. They live through Kaia and project and see themselves in her, which explains why they get so worked up about them as a couple. Getting angry when weird shit gets called out and do not get me going about the obsession they with him putting a ring on it. They legit act like its their relationship you are insulting. This to shall pass and Austin will find his queen and watch his energy be like night and day vs how he is with Kaia. When a man is in love, you know, especially when he sees her as his wife. If Austin wanted to fuck with Kaia like that we would know and there will be nothing to prove like these shippers be out here trying to do, its why they make everything about her. A fully grown ass 30 something year old man and they act like his life revolves around a girl who is a decade younger than him. Sorry for the long ass message i just wanted to get this out lol

hell yes anon this and all of this are exactly my sentiments. we do need to give Austin grace. i hate to sound like a broken record with that one, but i do say it all the time because it's true. he is human like everyone else, and as humans we are subject to the traumas we have been dealt with in life and we also sometimes make poor decisions. but if we don't fail then we will never learn, and we will never know what true success looks like if we don't make a lot of mistakes first. so i agree 100%. just give it time and we gotta let things play out. i can understand why some people are annoyed or upset with Austin, but give him love and support his career. he is such a nice person, and people like him are perfect people to prey upon by crocodiles lurking in the water that is hollywood y'know.

#lindsay's anon asks

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orowyrm · 1 year

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#1: I love finding someone with a unique/rare ship or headcannon.

#2: the interaction with Sigma and Sombra, where Sigma is saying Moira is going to run some tests on him, how do you think Ramattra would respond to hearing that?

#3 do they have any nick names for each other?

AW TEEHEE THANKYOU!!! its been a while since ive had the motivation to like, draw or write anything for em but rest assured im thinking about them so so so much... youve activated my autism trap card though i have an INSANE amount of convoluted opinions on the nature of character dynamics between sigma and sombra as well as sigma and moira and im taking this opportunity to babble about it. sorry in advance.

as for the interaction, personally im of the opinion that said 'tests' are literallly.... just tests. as in like, yknow, bloodwork, scans to make sure the implants and augments he has are actually working to redirect excess pressure and kinetic energy from his vital organs when using his abilities ... ive talked about how i think that sorta stuff works more in this post but tldr is that a lot of the tech and equipment hes using is of his own design and VERY experimental, hes pretty much flying blind here so he kind of has to make changes as he goes and so it's kinda important that his health and safety are taken into account. and he also has a bit of a uhhh. demonstrable history of disregarding his own safety for the sake of his research. it would kind of make sense that theyd be going out of their way to make sure someone stays on him about actually doing the damn tests and keeping track of the results. it just so happens that he's really averse to letting just anyone Examine (tm) him because of. yknow. the everything. and moira happens to fit the bill of being A. someone he feels he can trust to not take things too far (whether or not he's making a good choice here is up for debate, but i think he could do worse) and B. actually have a degree of knowing what she's doing. i definitely think that the only reason she's bothering at least initially is her own curiosity about everything he's got going on, but he also does just really feel like the type to jsut kind of naturally be very endearing . ive said before that a lot of their interactions read as playful to me, at least on his end - he DEFINITELY sounds like he's messing with her on purpose. i think he does genuinely regard her as a friend, and for the most part, he's probably right - even if she's a bit cranky about it. i have a LOT of thoughts about their relationship too honestly probably far too many to cram into this one post LMFAO i think about the dynamic a lot. im a moira apologist idc i think that she is capable of being nice sometimes. just because shes kind of a cunt sometimes doesnt mean shes needlessly cruel, like not only do i feel like messing with his head and experimenting on him given his history would be kinda kicking him while he's down. but ALSO, i feel like she's smart enough to know that making him an enemy would be a baaaad idea. he can literally explode people with his mind. she knows better than to give him any reason to be genuinely mad at her, and i do think he would absolutely NOT tolerate any kind of treatment like that ever again unless it was on his terms and he had the power to just leave if it got to be too much. even as it is, i think the entire process is a bit of a sore spot for him and not exactly something he's thrilled about, hence his hesitation in that interaction - not because it's happening against his will so much as he's regarding it the same way i think about having to go get blood drawn. it's not fun, but it's gotta happen somehow.

all that to say, i think upon overhearing discussion of said 'tests' without further context mattra would NOT be happy about it, likely getting defensive the same way sombra does. he'd probably be a lot harder to dissuade than she is tbh, i dont know if he'd really take moira's word for it that there's nothing underhanded going on here unless sig told him so himself, and even then it would still put his hackles up. he's probably very nosy about it for a very long time. just to be safe.

as far as nicknames/pet names go, in my mind theyre both very... awkward about these kinda things i guess if that makes sense? emotional vulnerability comes easily for NEITHER of them, between sig still recovering from decades of isolation and mattra just naturally being very guarded and bitter (for good reason!) and not used to outwardly expressing his care for others, especially not for some random human who seems to have decided that they're friends. to me, their dynamic is very much one of tentativeness and battling with distrust and insecurity. i think it would take a very, very long time to get there, and even longer to actually be able to casually say stuff like that without wanting to explode and die on the spot. i do think sig is a bit more outwardly affectionate than mattra, but even then, a lot of it is kinda tempered by the fact that he's just very forward with everyone about everything at this point - he's kind of desperate for positive connections with others that he can hold onto, so he's reached a point where it doesn't take much to get him to consider someone a friend and he's not exactly hiding it anymore. oh, i dropped something and you picked it up before i had a chance to? sick, we are now besties and i would kill for you.

i think that sort of attitude would catch ramattra off guard and he'd not really know how to react to any of it. sig could call him anything at this point, but if it's in an affectionate tone he WILL bluescreen about it. ramattra.exe has encountered an error and must restart

i do really like sig's valentines voiceline, so i might just roll with 'starlight' even if it's a bit cheesy... hell, now that i think about it, i think he'd do that specifically BECAUSE it's cheesy and will probably elicit an eye-roll or a 'stop that'. he seems to enjoy pushing people's buttons. maybe bothering his friends is his love language idk

#SORRY if none of these are sufficient answers i am in a rambly mood tonight and this #got me thinkin and thonkin #thankyou so much though i love excuses to talk about them. im so normal about them #overwatch #sigmattra

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khaire-traveler · 3 months

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thank you for the advice! it was actually really helpful, as i tend to forget about "mundane over magic", so gotta look at my actual health first

im currently interested in worshipping persephone, hades and hekate. also one ouranic deity: tyche. im mostly placing offerings at their altars atm as i dont really understand how to properly communicate, but yesterday night i tried talking to them mentally and lighting candles, and the flames seemed to react? tyches candleflames were high, one of them was smoking (both of my candles for her are identical) and both of them were dancing towards me (once again, mundane over magic, but there was no draft in the room). hades, persephones and hecates candleflame was high and flickering very aggressively (mundane over magic, but it was actually the first time i saw a candleflame behave like that in general).

once again thanks for your advice!

Hey, Nonny, thank you for elaborating for me!

I'm glad my advice was helpful to you. Especially as a beginner, it's super easy to get caught up in a mindset that focuses more on spiritual causes than mundane causes, so no sweat. Know it happens to many people!

I'm going to put a "read more" because this post is super long after this point. 💀

In regards to how you're worshipping these deities, it sounds like you're off to a great start! Interpreting candle flames is actually a known form of deity communication and divination, so it makes sense that you noticed reactions within the flames. That's already a form of communication you can practice and look more into! This is known as pyromancy and was a historic practice used to discern messages and omens from the gods. Here's a pretty good guide to pyromancy, but please know that all divination is highly intuitive and should mostly be interpreted in your own way for the best results (this takes practice). Also, if you're looking for more ways to communicate with deities, I recommend checking out my pinned post. The Deities & Entities, Hellenic Polytheism, and Divination (← will be updated soon) sections may be particularly helpful to you.

When it comes to worshipping deities, just in general, there is no right or one way to do it. There is no "proper" way which is why it's difficult to give specific advice on. Different things work better for different people. If you're interested in worshipping them in a way that emulates historic worship, I recommend you do your own research on these deities and their ancient cults. I do incorporate historic practices into my personal worship, but I don't emulate them exactly, so I'm honestly not the best person to ask about that specifically. Honestly speaking, giving basic offerings and bonding with your deities are all you really need at a base level. If you want to do more, however, such as rituals or the like, those are things you'll need to do your own research for (using Google Scholar and reading books on the topic because you don't want to get this info from some rando online; it's best to go to the most reliable sources first with these deities especially).

I will say that historically, Hades was never mentioned directly by name out of fear of inviting death to one's doorstep. He was often referred to by alternate names, such as Aides, Aidoneus, Zeus Meilichios, Zeus Eubouleus, Dis Pater (Roman), and Pluton (Roman). The "Zeus" names might seem quite odd, but ancient Greeks would refer to Hades as "the other Zeus" or "another Zeus" to avoid saying his name directly while still showing him respect. This doesn't have to be a rule you follow, as many modern worshippers of Hades don't seem to, but I figured I'd share this fact so that you know about it at least.

Some advice I will give regarding Persephone is to not buy into the portrayals of her relationship with Demeter being abusive or shitty that modern media so often depicts. The original hymn that tells the story of Persephone is called the "Hymn to Demeter" (I recommend you read the ancient hymns and myths; it can provide further context for things as well as information about deities; most can easily be found on Theoi.com) for a reason. The myth of Persephone being kidnapped by Hades was very culturally impactful in ancient Greece, especially for mothers who often saw their daughters being pawned away to unknown men without their consent. For many mothers, seeing Demeter be able to stand up to the men who took her daughter from her was an immensely powerful statement, as well as Demeter still being able to see Persephone, if only for half of the year. There are other interpretations of this myth as well that explain other cultural and religious impacts of it, such as the story being a metaphor for the death of a child. The main point I'm making is not to believe that Demeter treats Persephone like ass and/or that Persephone went to the Underworld of her own free will (based upon the mythos) because that is straight up never mentioned in any ancient Greek texts; it is a solely modern invention. Be respectful when/if Demeter is mentioned; this advice may not seem very relevant, but you'd be surprised how many people are misinformed about this myth and trash Demeter for doing something she quite literally never did in the myth itself.

Regarding Hekate, I will say that she has often been conflated as the "Triple Moon Goddess" or "The Maiden, The Mother, and The Crone". This is something created solely by the Wiccan religion and is not historically accurate at all. She was never seen as having those roles. She was still said to have three faces, however, and was seen as the goddess of the crossroads and doorways. In the myth of Persephone's kidnapping, Hekate is the one who witnessed Persephone's abduction and offered to help Demeter find her kidnapped daughter. I know a few people who worship Hekate in a more esoteric sense which is 100% an option if that path interests you. I can ask someone for things you can read about going down that path if you'd like.

Unfortunately, I don't know much about Tyche. I honestly haven't looked into her before and don't know much about the ways she was worshipped in the past. Something that was a common thing for Ouranic deities specifically, though, was burning offerings (only if safe to do so) and letting the smoke travel upwards to the sky. It was believed that the smoke would reach Olympus itself which was how the Ouranic gods received those offerings, especially food offerings of meats. That's all the useful info I can likely give about Tyche.

I hope these things are helpful to you, although I'm unsure if this is the exact advice you were hoping for. Have a great day/night. 🧡

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