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angelsanarchy · 9 months

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One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 16

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" "There's only one way to find out."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

TW: fucking, eating out, fingering, p n v, premature ejaculation, cock warming

MONDAY, 8:00PM

Clyde had no idea what to expect when walking up the stairs to Y/n's apartment. He still couldn't believe she had come to find him and wanted to bring him home. He had honestly never gone home with anyone before and up until this moment, he hadn't realized how nerve-wracking it would be.

"It's not as fancy as your place but its got its charm." Y/n opened the door inviting Clyde in. It was a lot more put together than his place but he liked that there were pictures on the wall of Y/n for him to get to know her a little better. He chuckled at one specific photo of her in a Scooby Doo costume, missing at least two front teeth.

"That's my dad's favorite picture. He got me addicted to Scooby Doo. As a kid who hated going to school, cartoons were kind of a big deal." Y/n explained dropping her keys on the counter.

"I think my mom was concerned I was going to turn out to be a serial killer with all the scary costumes I came up with. My dad drew the line at a homemade Leatherface costume one year and I just sort of gave up the ghost." Clyde offered. Y/n noticed how he swayed on his feet recognizing it wasn't because he had been drinking but that he was nervous.

"Did you want a drink or something to eat? I could make something." Y/n asked but Clyde shook his head.

"Nah I probably shouldn't drink anymore tonight. I think my sorrows are all full up anyway." Clyde joked. Y/n sat down on the couch and invited him to join her. He sat down carefully and let out a breath.

"I'm so sorry I made you think-" Clyde quickly shook his head cutting her off.

"I don't want you to feel bad about having a life. We spent a long weekend together and things happen. Clearly I overreacted because...well I don't usually do this." Clyde had shifted his body to face Y/n and put his hands out for her.

"This?" Y/n pressed and Clyde looked down at their fingers intertwined.

"I don't usually get the girl I really want. All of it just seemed like a dream and then when you left, I felt like I had woken up and it sucked." Clyde still couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. In truth, he felt terrified this was all going to blow up in his face.

"I don't know if you've noticed but I get in my head a lot. I blame the ADHD." Clyde joked as Y/n brought their hands up in front of them making him look her in the face.

"I'm not a dream Clyde. I'm here with you in my apartment and there's nowhere I'd rather be." Y/n smiled sweetly. Clyde let out a shaky breath and nodded at the reassurance. Y/n pulled their hands towards her chest, sitting up on her knees to lean into Clyde to kiss him softly. She could feel him shaking as she pulled away and could see his eyes slowly opening to stare into hers.

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" Y/n spoke tenderly seeing how emotional Clyde was in this moment.

"There's only one way to find out." Clyde watched her smile slowly, moving to sit in his lap, legs locking behind his back.

"Will you stay with me Clyde?" Y/n held either side of his face, pushing his hair out of his eyes so she could see just how blue they were.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to." Clyde's response was so genuine Y/n couldn't help herself. She pulled him into another kiss but this time there was nothing gentle or sweet about it. She snaked her tongue into his mouth immediately being met with his own. His arms wrapping around her back to pull her even closer than she already was. Clyde's lips tried to keep up with Y/n's, pulling her legs so he could lay her down on the couch. Clyde's lips move down her neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin pulling a moan from her mouth as she craned her neck backwards to allow him more access to the skin of her neck and chest.

Clyde wanted to taste every piece of skin on her body. He wanted to leave little marks so that tomorrow morning she would run her fingers across them and remember that his lips did that to her. He felt himself get even harder than he already was when she ran her hand up the back of his head, through his hair so she could pull a fist full of it.

"Fuck." He groaned resting his forehead against her collarbone for just a moment.

"A-are you okay? Is this okay?" Y/n checked in making Clyde chuckle.

"This is incredible. Are you okay?" Clyde lifted his head trying to look at her through his hair. She pushed it off his face so he could see her smiling face.

"I'm pretty fantastic but I think for the things I want to do with you, we should probably go to my room." Y/n gestured over Clyde's shoulder and he carefully removed himself from atop her and extended his hand. She took his hand and pulled him towards her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.

Clyde pushed her back against the door picking up where they had left off, letting his hands grip her ass. Y/n's hands pushed against Clyde's chest causing him to stumble back. Y/n started to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse slowly, watching his gaze be drawn away from her face to her now exposed blue bra.

"Okay, your turn." Y/n pushed and Clyde pulled the bottom of his shirt up and over his head, tossing it in the corner and shaking his hair out. Y/n was pleasantly surprised by the definition Clyde had from his shoulders to his hips. He wore such loose baggy clothes, you could never have guessed he would be so fit beneath it. He wore at least 4 bracelets on his wrists and they now stood out next to his pale skin.

Y/n unclipped her bra, letting her tits bounce free. She watched the slight drop in Clyde's jaw as he gazed at them longingly. His hard on was obvious as it tented his shorts tightly. He knew slow and steady teasing wasn't going to work here. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and he couldn't wait.

"Fuck it." Clyde practically sprinted across the room slamming into Y/n roughly, connecting their lips again. He walked her backwards and laid her down on the bed so that he could take in how beautiful she was half naked on her bed, waiting to fuck him. It took everything in him not to cum in his pants just from the sight.

He let his body fall carefully on top of hers, moving his lips quickly to her nipples so he could flick his tongue against them, grip the neglected one in his hand and leave a trail of spit between them as he suckled at her tits.

"Oh...fuck." Y/n moaned pushing her hips up and catching him off guard. He moaned loudly making him stop. Y/n stared up at him and he was squeezing his eyes shut tight.

"So...I didn't think I would see you today so I'm not wearing any underwear." Clyde confessed with a chuckle.

"Does that mean I can't touch you?" Y/n asked snorting a laugh.

"No no you can absolutely touch me, I'm just letting you know that I'm at like a 70% on blowing my load already so if you could just give me a minute..." Clyde sat back for a second and watched Y/n unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down with her panties being careful not to touch Clyde in the process.

"You just let me know when I can touch you without it being a problem." Y/n ran her fingertips along her cunt, biting her lip as Clyde practically drooled just seeing how slick she was.

He didn't waste anymore time trying to stay strong. He dropped to his knees next to the bed, letting his face fall between her thighs, lapping at the juices waiting to be suckled. Y/n sucked in a breath from the contact and Clyde was determined to make her cum in case he ended up cumming embarrassingly fast.

Clyde's tongue circled her clit, sucking on it tightly and using two fingers to collect her wetness. Any time his fingers touch a specific spot, her knees would shake like they were threatening to trap his head in her pussy.

"Oh god Clyde." Clyde continued tongue fucking her pussy, looking up through his lashes to watch her grip her tits tightly in her hands, writhing at his touch. Clyde had a secret passion for eating pussy. He hadn't be able to eat a ton of girls out but it was one of the bookmarked porn searches he constantly made sure to use during the week. All he wanted to do was make Y/n cum so he could taste her.

"I-If you don't stop, I'm going to c-cum." Y/n said it like a threat but she could feel Clyde's smile against her cunt. Y/n's hands reached for the top of his head, grinding against his face while moaning loudly. Clyde could feel her cumming, quaking around his fingers and releasing her juices until they were running down his chin. She rode his face and fingers until she snapped her legs like a Venus fly trap around his head begging for him to stop. He let his palm run up her stomach to crawl back to her lips and she had tears on her face.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Clyde was worried for a second until she yanked him by the back of his neck to kiss her. Clyde felt chills when their skin connected. Y/n's breathing was erratic as she used her feet to try and shove his shorts from his body.

"I'm-I'm not going to last long..." Clyde pleaded but she didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his cock inside of her. She gripped his now exposed cock feeling how slick with precum it was before lining it up to her hole.

"F-fuck." Clyde squeezed his eyes shut at the feeling of her handling his cock and the tight, wetness he was met with once she pulled him in. They simultaneously moaned loudly. His thrusts were staggered and sloppy at best, Y/n clawing at the skin of his ass for him to be deeper inside of her.

"Fuck Clyde. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you." Y/n begged. Clyde pumped his hips almost violently to give her what she wanted, what they both wanted. Clyde fucked through his orgasm, feeling almost as though he hadn't cum in forever as he shot ropes of cum into Y/n. She swiveled her hips with a groan feeling the heat painting the insides of her cunt and feeling at peace. Clyde's arms started to buckle and he flopped onto her breast, covered in sweat and shaking. Y/n ran her hands through his sweaty hair, cooing at him so he could catch his breath. She let him stay flaccid inside of her, feeling his cum running down her ass onto her sheets. The both of them laid completely spent, trying to breath and be as still as possible.

#I started writing this when I got covid so hopefully it doesn't suck post covid #Clyde #electrick children #Clyde x Y/n #One Long Weekend #One Long Weekend Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #I'm so sad this is ending #16/18

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websterss · 1 year

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Imagine

Just laying down beside Ethan and talking about the most random stuff like what you planned on doing in the future

What it was like growing up, your guys favorite movies, drinks, food, candy all of that

Then like out of nowhere he says something like "one day I will marry you" which just makes you shocked because it was

Really cute but the most random thing that he could say so you didn't really know who to respond to that and he goes on about wanting to have family with you , for some reason

It makes you cry but it wasn't because it was sad but because it so cute 🤭

“Wait-“ Ethan’s face scrunches with a laugh. “You cut your hair because you wanted to look like a cowboy?” Ethan can’t stop his laughter. (This is actually true people I did do this as a kid, just thought it’d be funny to include lmfao)

“I honestly don’t remember what the hell was going through my mind. My mom had a heart attack when she saw what I’d done to my long hair. I went my early daycare days with a bowl cut!” Your eyes close as you laugh. “My hair was up to my ears!”

“Your poor mom. I bet she was furious.”

“Oh she was mad! But then again I did it again in third grade. Then again last semester because I thought that I could cut my own bangs. She was not impressed all three times!”

“Wait is that why you always wore bobby pins in your hair. I just thought you liked pinning your hair back.”

“You’d think I’d put pins in my hair willingly? It was not a choice!” You chuckled

“You’re hair looks nice now.” Ethan raked his eyes over your face.

“That’s cause I stopped messing with it.” Silence settles over you two. Ethan fiddles with a lose string on his comforter. Then you reverse the question he had asked you, onto him.

“What was your childhood like?”

Ethan hesitates for a second then lays back. Eyes up to the ceiling, hands sprawled over his stomach.

“It wasn’t anything like yours. I can tell you that…” He lets out a faint nervous laugh. “Things were good…at least when my mom was still around.”

“Yeah…you told me she passed away from ca-“

“Cancer yeah. It was pretty hard on my dad. My siblings too but uh yeah. I remember when she was still around. We used to bake almost every day. I can whip up a mean chocolate chip cookie by the way.” He quirks a cheeky grin your way. “And uh…things were good. Honestly, my moms probably the reason why I’m into scary movies. Dad wouldn’t let me watch them, but mom would. We’d watch as many as we could before he’d get back from work. It was our thing…” He scoffs a little laugh. Eyes staring off. You smile fondly at him. Heart swelling at this.

“I bet you miss her.”

“A lot…” He moves his chin up and down. You go to lay down beside him. Side by side on his bed.

“You know…if you want we can head back to my place. I’m pretty sure I’d have dough and chocolate chips…” You sit up. Ethan turns his head to look up at you.

“Right now?” He looks to the clock at his nightstand.

“Yeah, why not. You can sleep over too. Tell me more about your wonderful mysterious life some more.” You giggled, taking one of his hands and fiddle with his fingers. “Plus I’d get your mean whipped up chocolate chip cookies. Milk and kisses included.”

“How do you I’m not lactose intolerant?”

“You ate my left over chocolate chip ice cream last week. I’d think I’d know if you were.” You push back his curls. He sighs as your fingers rake through his hair. Your smile remains. You were game for leaving to your place and baking with him just after he told you he and his mom used to do so. God he loved you. He mirrors your smile and sits up. You lean back slightly to not bump heads with him.

“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan’s smile grows watching your eyes grow and pupils dilate. Your mouth opens up slightly.

“What?”

“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan repeats himself, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal.

“Oh yeah…” Your heart swells with a giddy fluttering feeling.

“Yeah…” His eyes softens. Eyes taking over your soft features.

“So who’d be the one to ask then. You or me?” You play into it, but you could see he was being serious.

“It wouldn’t matter to me, but if you didn’t then I would.”

“So if i spontaneously asked you now. You’d say yes?”

“Yeah!” He nods.

“Will you marry me then?”

“Fuck yes…” He sighs, cupping your face and pulling you on top of him. You squeal as he flips you both over. Him hovering over you now. “A million times yes without a doubt.”

“Promise...” You breathe in and out. Hands raking in his hair.

“My minds made up. You’re all I want.” He leans down to collide his lips against yours.

#‣ julie answers #ashlesys-blog #scream vi:hcs

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 10 months

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AITA for wanting to cut my step family out of my life?

TL;DR: im fine with never seeing/talking to any of them again, but my dad and my stepmom have really been on my case about how im "burning all my bridges" by not visiting.

I (19FTM) have 4 step siblings, CS (22M), CL (20F), LT (19F), and PR (17NB). I have known them since i was 7-8 years old, and when our parents married [my dad (53M) and their mom (49F)] we in moved with each other to a new house (i was around 11-12 at the time).

I frequently butted heads with them in the beginning bc i grew up an only child, but things mellowed out over the years, especially after CS and CL moved out. However, even after things started to calm down, i stilled butted heads with their mom. i still do even after ive moved out.

now none of them have like seriously & personally wronged me, and im actually pretty friendly with CS and PR. However, their mom and LT have really pissed me off in the past. Their mom for multiple reasons (transphobia, homophobia, taking my mom to court over petty reasons, and just generally very shitty behavior) and LT for outing me twice to the family.

i've moved in with my mom until i find an apartment of my own to move to, but my dad has been really on my ass about how im "burning bridges" by not visiting anymore, and how everyone there "misses me so much" and are "always asking where i am". he keeps going on about how sibling relationships are so important and we need to have each others backs, but honestly im just thinking "fuck that, i dont really care!"

contradictory to his statements, i get NO communication from them or about them at all from anyone. apparently LT has been in Greenland and then Chile for the whole summer and no one told me. CL is moving out of the country next year, and no one told me. None of them text or call me. EVER. so i just assume they don't want to talk, which im fine with!

i want NOTHING to do with their mom, and LT really grinds my gears whenever we're around. the last time i saw CS and PR was father's day '23, and the last time i saw CL and LT was probably Christmas '22. I'm fine with this, as the only one i actually like spending time with is PR.

so, AITA? I understand that im young, and my experiences not only growing up an only child but also how ive been treated by them factor into my choice, but part of me does wonder if visiting/keeping in touch (with at least some of them) would be beneficial.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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jalo-parker · 2 months

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Traditional sketch of magical girl tango that's a bit scuffed

I honestly really don't care that it's a bit messed up, my house flooded bro.. (small rant about that below cut, didnt want to put a wall of text on anyones dash :') ) (spoiler alert: I'm ok and still living in my house, just a little distraught. My pets are all ok too!)

It's been over a week since it happened (pipe broke on april 6th(I think.. I wasnt there, my mom was) (shes ok too btw) and I'm scheduling this on the 16th) and man am I glad I've been drawing my weekly art post a week ahead of time cause I wouldn't have had anything to post last week otherwise 😭

I could've drawn something else for this week but I didn't really feel like it.. especially since I wanted to draw next week's post too :') I lost so many books.. luckily most of my other stuff was off the floor so it's all ok. I just moved in to this place a couple months ago too man what the hell..

At least I'm getting new flooring out of it... A few other things are getting replaced too, like the lower cabinets and some of the interior doors. I'm probably even going to get a new box spring since that was on the floor too. I'm hoping they'll replace some of the books, I really liked some of those :(

my bedroom floor is deadass just a concrete slab rn btw 💀

#art #artists on tumblr #jaloparker art #hermitblr #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #tangotek #tangotek fanart #tango fanart #tango hermitcraft #magical girl tango #magical girl #ignore the hands #mention how wonky they are and you're homophobic >:(#I'll probably make a better drawing of magical girl tango eventually #I might even include etho in that drawing too #magical girl firefox #(firefox is the duo name i came up with in moss' dms btw. moss helped with that one a little too so go hype them up)

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kierancaz · 5 months

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Ok so I just watched episode 5 of the pjo show and honestly I might get dragged for this but I have some very real criticisms of it that I want to share. And if you enjoy the show that’s fine, I’m enjoying it to but at the same time I have a lot of issues with it and want to talk about it because I think being able to be real and critical of stuff that you like is important.

I think I’ll start with the pacing because that’s my biggest issue with it rn. It is moving so fast it feels like it’s just doing the spark notes version of the book. And ik we are all on the train of adaptations not having to be exactly like the book anymore, (which is literally just a thing that came about bc of this show and if it was any other show to book movie I think ppl would have a different tune but that is an entirely different conversation that maybe I’ll talk about later because I find it very interesting tbh), but the show is cutting out a lot of stuff that I feel was very important to the characters and in the books. I don’t know if this us because of the episode count or the episode length of if it’s the right, maybe it’s all three, but I feel like because the pacing is so fast the story is just breezing past a lot of emotional beats.

Which brings me to my next point. I have not felt a single thing watching any of these episodes. In fact I felt more about this show when I watching a single clip from episode 5 on TikTok than I did while watching the actual episode even at that clip. The show is so bad at building tension for literally anything. And I know everyone hates the movies and all that but the movies scene with Mrs Dodds had more tension and life than the scene did in the show. And I’ve heard people dispute “oh Percy has been seeing stuff all his life he probably thought that this was just that and didn’t realize it was real” but that has nothing to do with this. Why didn’t Mrs Dodds lead him away from all the other students? Why would she attack him in broad daylight when she’d aware that Chiron and a satyr are there? Or even if she didn’t know Chiron was there if she knew there was a demigod there she should’ve at least suspected the presence of a satyr.

The chimera fight was also very disappointing. Now I don’t remember exactly how this fight went in the books or in the movies but I don’t need to remember to know that this fight as equally tensionless and emotionless as the Mrs Dodds fight. And yah, they’re kids, it doesn’t need to be some epic battle or anything, but there should be tension. We should feel a least a little nervous even if we know what’s going to happen. Ngl. I don’t even know what to say about the Medusa fight bc I don’t even remember what happened. I don’t remember what happened in the books when it came to Medusa besides Percy cutting off her head and sending it to the gods. I’d definitely have to reread the books again before I comment on the change of theme surrounding Medusa and like half of the main theme of the series because Rick did some serious reconning with this stuff but unfortunately my books are lost somewhere in my basement.

I do think the Minotaur fight was fine really good though. The bond between Percy and his mom was built up really well and it was pretty devastating with that last scene between them. You could really feel the impact that Sally’s “death” had on him. However, it was so fucking dark it was hard to see half of what was happening and I’m gonna talk about that more later.

The next thing I want to talk about is the acting/casting. And before anyone says anything this has nothing to do with Annabeth being black or Percy not having black hair. Their characters feel flat and honestly I think that if it’s anyone’s fault it’s the directors and the script. I’ll use Walker as a reference because he’s the only one I’ve seen in anything else, in The Adam Project he was brilliant. Like there were multiple times where his performance alone had me in tears. That movie had me ugly sobbing at least three times and Walker was definitely part of the reason why.

In the pjo show he just feels… dull. And a tad bit lifeless which is baffling. How do you even make a character like Percy Jackson that, I’m sorry to say but, boring. Even the movies managed to give him more personality than the show, and I genuinely hate to say that but if I had to rank all the Percy’s show Percy is at the bottom which is so hard to say because Walker is perfect for this role but still he has more Percy Personality in that Kraft Mac and Cheese ad that he did with Ryan Reynolds. I do realize that part of this could be because we don’t have Percy’s inner monologue, sorta like what happened with Harry in Harry Potter, but there are ways to combat that like having a character be more expressive and stuff and that is also just not happening.

*(Also if anyone of curious my Percy Ranking goes 1: book Percy, 2: musical Percy, 3: movie Percy, 4: show Percy).

Speaking of expressiveness, Leah as Annabeth is also very disappointing because in her interviews she seems so Annabeth and I can see why Rick choose her but in the show all of her lines are delivered the exact same and the most emotion we get from her is a pinch of her eyebrows. And it’s a similar issue with Walker because he doesn’t emote that much either and neither does Aryan so I’m definitely thinking that it’s an issue with the directing instead of the actors. I don’t have much to say about Aryan. He’s ok, he has the same issues as the others of just not having a lot of emotion or very good dialogue/line delivery but again I don’t think that’s his fault and instead the direction of the show.

Listen I think they’re all incredible and the chemistry that they have in interviews is amazing. But the fact that I can see more of their characters in interviews than the actual show is insane, especially because it’s so obvious they all care about their characters and the world of Percy Jackson so much that I think if they were left on their own they could do this show perfectly but someone behind the scenes is stamping down their performances for the sake of the show taking itself too seriously.

Charlie and Dior were both great for the screen time they had. I mean not much to say about them tbh bc they didn’t have that much screen time but Dior’s scream after her spear was broken was literal gold. Adam Copeland as Ares was amazing and Lin Manuel Miranda as Hermes is quite possibly the worst thing that they could’ve ever done.

I know a lot of people were praising the change they made with Annabeth and Percy’s relationship and how that instead of disliking each other because of their parents they disliked each other because of bad personal impressions. But honestly I have to disagree. If I remember correctly Annabeth disliked him because he was son of Poseidon, and Percy disliked Annabeth because she was rude to him. And to me that made perfect sense because Annabeth was literally being indoctrinated by the gods/what they teach at camp for years/half her childhood why wouldn’t she hate Percy based solely on the fact her mom hates his dad? And I think that was actually kind of important as a character trait and I’m pretty bummed it was changed. (Ngl tho like I said earlier I haven’t read the books in a long time so I could be wrong about this, I’m just basing this off what other people have said about the beginning of their relationship in reference to the show and the books).

Also going back to what I said about the lighting ‼️SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 5 ‼️this really pissed me off because so many shows do this and it only started becoming a real problem in recent years. In episode 5 when Percy and Annabeth are entering the amusement park it is so goddamn dark I could not see what was happening. I have no idea what that machine over Percy’s head at the entrance was or looked like. I don’t know why it made him so scared because I could not see it. I could not see their faces as they were talking. I could literally barely see where they were when they panned out to show them walking through the amusement part and this makes no sense to me. You have this huge elaborate set that I would really like to see but it is so dark the only things I can make out is a ferris wheel and maybe a bumper car? I could not see shit, it was so annoying and so many new shows do this where the scenes at night are just so dark you cannot see anything. And I get that sometimes it’s intentional, you’re not supposed to see what’s going on, but this is not one of those scenes so why am I having such a hard time finding our main characters?

I really need to reread the books again and when I do I will add more to this probably or just remake the post. But so far I think the show is really mediocre and pretty disappointing, and I think it’s important to point this stuff out and not just heap piles of praise onto the show just because it’s written by the og writer of the book. We’re definitely going to get more seasons and I would like those seasons to be better than this one and actually let the actors shine and for the show to reflect what was so amazing about the books. Also, I just want to say that there are moments/stuff that I like about the show and as critical as I am of it it’s because I like the series, not because I’m just trying to be a hater. But seriously, I used to hate the movies with every fiber of my being but because of the show I have a new found appreciation for them, which I think that in and of itself says a lot about how the show has been so far.

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pateredere · 4 months

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ayo what's poppin it's gemma here ( s/h, 21+ ) & i am so beyond excited for opening day! i'll be writing for the park i canon, park jeongho, the mayor's son & current chairman of the urban construction committee! i've got a ton more info under the cut ( mild tw for abuse ) cause as usual i haven't learnt to shut my trap but if you're at all keen to plot with me please hit that LIKE button! would definitely prefer d*scord but i can do tumblr ims too ( just afraid of the shadowban ya kno )! but yes tysm mwah!

speaking directly to my sisters in the church of astrology he's a scorpio sun ( mysterious n evil coded basically ) / taurus moon ( craves stability ) / cap rising ( hardworking & efficient lil bastard ) so yeah he's a bit mad to say the least

only child of park jeongwon, the current mayor! to understand jeongho you need to understand a little bit about the parks, but essentially every way in which they move comes with a political agenda so it's no surprise that his parents' marriage is fully a political arrangement! the point of the marriage was to sire an heir and once jeongho was born his mom peaced the fuck out of parenting and went on her merry way living as the jobless wife of the wealthiest man in town! she probably had intended to care for jeongho to some degree but she peaced out honestly for survival ( more on that in the next dot point )

that said jeongho was brought up almost entirely by his father and what i mean by that is he was brought up by the help and criticised often by his father. jeongwon in a nutshell is a smart man honestly prodigy level smart ( think one of those kids who don't study and gets 100% on a test cause the answer is just "common sense" ) with zero empathy so what you get is a grating narcissist who thinks they're better than einstein and he expects no less of his son! most of jeongho's childhood was his father asking for jeongho's test scores and when it's not up to par he just gets smacked and berated and called an idiot kid and honestly he's not much nicer to his wife which is why she made herself scarce

that was essentially the entirety of jeongho's childhood and it lends to his ocpd which he developed at a relatively young age! most people mistake it for ocd but it's really not that he just has an extreme obsession with perfectionism, order and control so he gets irrationally upset when things are not absolutely perfect like everything in his wardrobe is colour-coded and organised by attire type and everyone needs to wash their hands before interacting with him and the help must clean the parts of the house that any human walks through so yeah it's honestly pretty bad but in typical ocpd style he sees no issue with this and thinks other people are just lazy and unclean

anyway as per usual after high school he fucks off to the army and serves in the navy! he chose the navy mostly because jeongho had found goero's ocean to be really calming and had spent a lot of his youth swimming there when he needed to escape his dad! it's when he's in the army that he finds out his cousin passes which honestly is a shame because he liked jeongbin but at the end of the day jeongho wasn't really super close to him so it was kind of whatever

...which explains why he decides it's a good idea to scoop the late jeongbin's girlfriend and attempt to marry her!? as i said everything the parks do is politically motivated and there is no better political move frankly than to marry a yang to combine the park and yang assets so like sorry jeongbin but yeah! outside of those positives jeongho also frankly wanted to marry yang to "win" over his father in terms of choosing a spouse cause obviously his father did not marry a yang ( now's a good time to slip in that this father and son duo are constantly in competition ) and this was really his first ever rebel moment against his dad ( which if you think about it is pretty pathetic )

until his fiance jilted his ass at the altar so now he's the laughing stock of the town and his father is the striking image of mother gothel! after this whole bout jeongho finally and painfully admits that he's lost in this competition with his dad and he is most definitely dumber than his dad and so from here on out he just does everything his control freak of a dad says

father says go to uni so he fucks off to get an undergrad polsci degree then his dad tells him to marry one of his lackey's daughters so he can maintain control over jeongho AND his wife so he fucks off and proposes to shin and now with the land developers coming into goero his dad tells him to run for chairman of the urban construction committee so jeongwon can fully wash his hands of this land developer business ( importantly, he wants jeongho to put a stop to it and make sure no one sells ) so off he goes and that's the reason why he's currently chairman of said committee

cho jiyeon. as said, jeongwon is a really grating man who puts a lot of pressure on his son and constantly berates and belittles him whenever he doesn't get things done and what his father simply cannot understand is how the land developers are still in goero and chalks it up to how useless jeongho is. jiyeon continually bothers the parks and reminds jeongwon that she's still here and jeongho gets yelled at like he's fifteen again and at some point while jiyeon's talking her head off and says something mildly condescending to a "country boy" like him he realises that things would be so much easier if she just... disappeared. anger gets the best of him and you know how the rest of that story goes

anyway yeah jeongho is an absolute asshole sure but he's genuinely not a psychopath so what happened with jiyeon haunts him heaps but he tries his very best to move past it and live life as though she genuinely skipped town but yeah! few years pass and it becomes easier and now we're all caught up!

ok this was so long like you can stop here if you want below is just a bit about his personality / what to expect in interactions with him! also i don't have any plot ideas mostly because it's a skeleton rp and i feel like his relationship with each canon is unique given the political scene and stuff so generic plot ideas are kinda hard but yeah!

ok so personality-wise i would say that given his dad has drilled into him how useless and stupid he is jeongho is very aware that he is not the sharpest tool in the shed so he honestly is willing to hear people out when they talk to him! don't get me wrong he's definitely proud but he's not proud enough to think that he doesn't need anyone's help because he knows all kings have their advisors and he needs them! no shame in the game! ( also to clarify he's not actually stupid he's probably more just the type of person that gets good grades because he works hard and is organised and does all his assignments before it's due and not the type that gets up the day of the assignment due date and does it within an hour and gets a high distinction for it )

his father is also a really grating man to everyone else because he is smart so he thinks he doesn't need anyone cause everyone's suggestions are always dumb compared to him and his father often burns bridges but! because jeongho is aware of his weaknesses he is not that type of person so while he may feel a certain way about you he definitely is the sort to put on a polite enough facade! one thing he tends to do is the compliment sandwich where he can say something insulting in a not-totally-aggressive way and with a smile then sandwich it between normal conversation to make you think wait... did he just insult me or did i hallucinate it? maybe he just doesn't realise how he's coming across because of his upbringing? yeah

also to tack onto all this he is a very efficient guy and a proud workaholic ( also thanks to his ocpd ) so you'll see in interactions with him that he tends to move rather fast and speak rather direct and just operates at practically 2x speed! very much a say something useful or don't say anything at all type of person and he can be rather dismissive if he feels the conversation is not going to be fruitful within the first few sentences

also re: his ocpd things have to exist in a certain order and he expects a level of perfectionism always and there's a certain set of rules that you may need to learn especially if you're interacting with him frequently ( applies more to people who live and work with him )

all of this is about work but of course jeongho does lighten up from time to time! he has a group of friends who honestly it's questionable if they like him or his status but i imagine jeongho's life is something like the truman show where you have so much power that people are often pandering to you and you just think everyone is like that cause you're great when in reality they want something from you! but point is he does hang out and drink and fuck a lot and he's uhm certainly not loyal to his wife so there's that! will say though that he is very picky about the company he keeps and the people who know the "real" him

#𝐢𝐯. OUT OF CHARACTER.#eldrtch:int

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turtlesocksv2 · 4 months

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Liveblogging Dead Friend Forever Ep 8

Shit has hit the fan and is going to continue hitting the fan this episode. Let's go!

Tee didn't steal the cash Non gave him to pay off his mafia debts? I am, honestly, shocked. I am not, however, shocked that mafia uncle thinks that Non is a police spy. This is not going to end well for Non but at least mafia uncle ends up in jail.

creepy teacher keng is going to get his ass a pair of cement shoes and I am here for it. dude, you are a math tutor why are you trying to investigate the mafia. They really are not trying hard to hide the fact that this is a mafia front. "the bathrooms are off limits, order food and get the fuck out" indeed. The closeup on the water jug makes me suspect poison but instead we get the frankly hilarious getting hit by a car scene, i hope that's how he dies.

OOoof, this favoritism from Non's mom is painful. Like, we knew she probably loved New best but hearing it...yikes. Non's not a good kid, like New is! Non can't do anything right, like New can! Poor Non.

Non's breakdown is so sad. this kid is Going Through It on all fronts.

oh my god, those voices reading the tweets...the salacious tones. so gross. Be On Cloud is Making A Point. very well done.

Non writing out the kills exactly how they happen 3 years from now. Either Non is (one of) the Killers or the killers found the script. So like, YES this is a revenge story! That shouldn't be shocking or disappointing to you, it was telegraphed! The fun is in how we get there not in complicated twists for twists sake! ok, moving on.

Tee being ordered to kill Non...i see i see. Tee doesn't like Non at all but is still horrified at the thought of killing him or his uncle killing Non. because Tee IS still a highschool kid himself, no matter how long his uncle has been making him do mafia shit is probably wasn't that. Tee's still got some goodness/innocence in him, which is probably the side he shows White.

LMAO at the netizens causing problems. yeah that sounds about right!

i am dying to see the awkward conversation between Jin and Non about Non coming back to finish the movie.

Tee being suspiciously nice. he's either plotting to kill Non to prove himself to his uncle or feeling incredible guilt that he's going to take Non to his uncle to get silenced. Or a mix of both! if I was Non i would not trust that water lol.

Jin stares at Non but can't even meet his eyes when Non looks back at him. GOOD. I don't care if he was upset about his crush 'sleeping with someone else', you don't just record people like that! He is, in fact, old enough to know that, even if he has poor impulse control because he's a dumb teenager.

is the prop an ACTUAL AXE. lol. lmao even. how did none of you realize this was going to end badly?!

Anyway, the knife being Non's, actually, is so fun. Just another little detail that the killers wanted the boys to recognize the calling card that's why Por got cut up a bit after he got stabbed by the branch.

You tell them, Non!

Oh, Top getting stabbed and Fluke having to take care of him...part of what Fluke was talking about how it's always him taking care of those things. I'm glad Non got to stab Top a little.

Jin trying to apologize for everyone but let's play some One Republic ft Timbaland 🎵🎶Because It's Too Late! To Apologiiiiize! It's Too Late! 🎵🎶

LMAO I was right to be suspicious of the water!!!! man did that kick in at just the right moment.

LOL Jin lying to the cops is just painful. You can tell that he's lying from a mile away, especially when he says that Non and Mr Keng truly loved each other. I do think it's interesting that they plotted to have the story be that Non ran away with Mr Keng.

Jin winds up the Final Girl of the version Por wound up shooting, even though Non had changed the script to everyone dying...them going back to the valley mansion because of Jin leaving the country...it's all about Jin, just like i've been saying! everything is connecting!

lol they all know Non is probably fucking dead and not with Mr Keng.

Tee, don't ask questions you don't want the answers to.

i knew it! I knew those were going to be Phi's last words to Non and it was going to eat him up! It's going to drive him insane and he's gonna murder people about it!

using the actual footage of Non's murdery breakdown in the movie...evil. Phi going to the movie premier... Iconic.

#dead friend forever #dff the series #dff #i am so pleased with everything this show is doing #it's so much fun

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eva-cybele · 5 months

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a rare personal post appears, cut for emotional barf

today is my 14th wedding anniversary, and I'm still kind of grappling with my emotions around my wedding. not my marriage - love my husband, he's still great. I feel bad calling my memories of our wedding bittersweet, because it was absolutely nothing to do with him.

but I wanted a few things for my wedding. to wear a medieval dress/be in the closest thing I could find to a castle, to have a 3 tier cake, to have it on our dating anniversary of April 11th, and to have the traditional bride/bridesmaid experience with female friends around me. I would have been fine compromising on some, but I got literally none of these.

problem was, my husband's brother was in the military, so I ended up caving and getting married two days after christmas so my MIL could have her kids home for the holidays. the dresses and venue and cake I wanted were too expensive. we had the wedding at a church, with a pastor. a religious ceremony, which I also didn't want, because to do otherwise would be to invite a ton of fighting from both our families.

and this was my second year of university, when I was in the worst possible years of my life re: friendship. I hadn't made any friends at college, my high school best friend stopped talking to me the second we graduated. of the two HS friends I reached out to about being bridesmaids, one lied and told me she was moving to another country. another said yes and then ghosted me. I ended up with my cousin and two childhood friends I had barely hung out with in recent years that probably felt too bad to say no.

my bachelorette party was me, my photographer (wife of one of my husband's friends), and my mom. it was one of the loneliest nights of my life.

then after the wedding, my husband's friends covered our new car in shaving cream, which will eat through paint if you leave it. and put powdered coffee creamer in our vents, which blew out all over our recently-detailed interior. we didn't get all of that stuff out of the nooks and crannies by the time we sold the car last year. and we were at the car wash trying to rinse off our car in freezing temperatures long enough that we missed our paid-for fancy dinner at the hotel we were staying at for our wedding night. which was the only honeymoon we got.

everything just added up to something that was for everyone else, not for me. and I keep bouncing between "so what, it doesn't actually matter" and "but it mattered to me for some reason, and now I feel stupid that it mattered."

and a huge part of it is that at least in part, I bought into the 90s girl power ideal of close female friendship, and I have never had that. have rarely had more than one or two girl friends at a time at all, much less the tightknit group I always wanted. I've never been asked to be in anyone else's wedding either, so it's like...idk. growing up I was always on the fringes of every friend group I had, the one who they let hang around but wasn't really included. so it's hard to shake that feeling even now, when I have honestly more friends than I ever have. sometimes I still doubt if they actually like me or just put up with me being there because I run the discords they use to hang out with their real friends.

I don't know where I'm going with this and honestly it's at least 90% fueled by me being PMSy, recovering from a stomach bug that hit me like a truck on Christmas day, and having honestly an absolutely terrible year in most respects.

#personal #bleh #wedding and friendship thoughts and stuff #there's probably some more stuff rattling around my brain about the second topic but #it probably deserves its own post #maybe in a few days if I haven't decided I'm tired of my own bullshit and shove it back in the box where I keep all my problems

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whenthechickencry · 10 months

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Umineko Ch1. Replay 4

The fact she calls out to her mom when she is the one person who isn't gonna figure out a calm way to deal with this hurts, ouch. Even amongst all the hatred she has for her mom she still trusts her.

This line always stuck with me because of how insane it reads on the outside. She's 9! A whole 9! She's an infant what do you mean old! I guess it shows her toxic environment meant she was never allowed to act like a child and is bitter about it.

Hurts to read this. Clearly, they want to stop Rosa's abuse but don't know how. It's easy to judge them as cowards but realistically what can they do? Yell at Rosa who will then take it out on Maria more?

Honestly living on that island seems like abuser heaven so at least Jessica's parents aren't the worst, comparatively speaking. She has very limited contact with the outside world and every exit is very tightly controlled.

Setting up the "who gave Maria the umbrella" mystery I see Kanon!

It's really hard to not read Maria as autistic me, with her taking orders very literally, her word repetition, and her hyper fixation on magic stuff. Just makes the way Rosa blames her for getting bullied and not having friends even more horrific.

Kumasawa laughing at the prank she helped pull, lol

idk battler It could be the worst day of my life but if I'm getting a 5-star meal I'm mowing that down happily

It's a bit sad how clearly Battler holds Kyrie in high regard and obviously does kind of consider her family even if he denies it considering that Kyrie fucking hates him

I am using the Umineko Project version of Umineko, and you know, the console sprites for Umineko are a lot more varied than the 07th mod would led you to believe (not that I am criticizing them, I am sure there were technical reasons as to why they had to be removed) there are some with Eva holding her unfolded fan that I didn't screen earlier too)

Nanjo going along with the script and getting jumped on by everyone lol

Wow, way to talk about your child Rosa

Oh here is the portrait I was talking about earlier, also everyone's tune immediately flip flops about the letter when they realized its beneficial to getting money lmfao

It's kinda cute how much Jessica tries to prove she really is the one who hates her parents the most when she probably has the best relationship with her parents out of the cousins

Yeah yaeh you are so mature and understanding than your cousins George, not like you are the one most willing to cut off your parents when their money or status obsession gets in the way of your goals or anything

Doesn't work as well for a game where the opponent isn't really trying to win and doesn't always do the most logical moves, does it?

Kyrie's correct though, if they had simply asked her on her terms who Beatrice is from the start (Something along the lines of who was Beatrice possessing) she probably would have answered!

Well, it's more like she realized you were the best one to get the information she wanted, but you do love her too much to consider that.

He's so fucking scared of Kyrie and he should be, to be honest! Though it's partly your fault she's like this.

This is also probably R07's way of telling you to look at the heart and not just the murder mystery!

Obviously, Natsuhi doesn't believe this because she knows Kinzo is dead, though I wonder if she thinks this was s will he left to the servants or something?

i wanna punt this man

I think Natsuhi and Jessica is probably the only parent/child relationship in the game that probably would heal itself with time... they both understand what is going wrong but aren't sure how to fix it, and I think with Jessica going out of her parent's house soon she probably would have been able to understand her mother more and makeup once they saw each other again... it makes me a bit sad to think about how the tragedy made it impossible for that to happen.

I'm already crying fuck. They are both extending their hand to the other. They are making steps towards repairing their relationship! And it's all getting destroyed!

I wonder how many times conversations like this happened in reality. Genji trying to convince Yasu to allow themselves to live their life normally but Yasu thinking that they aren't worthy of that, and feeling deeply guilty when they did interact with others...

I wonder if George has ever really tried to engage with Shannon's own interests, knowledge, and likes, instead of just assuming because she is a servant that everything he tells her is new and exciting to her

#umineko #umiepisode1

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hellsbellschime · 10 months

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So I'm really at the end of my rope, bitching and moaning under the cut

So for those of you who haven't been around since the stone age or just aren't in the know, my mom is bipolar. Her doctors in their infinite wisdom decided to test taking her off lithium, and shock of all shockers she is now manic as fuck. Like I just got an email from my landlords threatening possible eviction if her erratic behavior doesn't stop even though we haven't even been here for six months level manic.

So, given that she's literally mentally ill and is a selfish, manipulative, uncaring asshole even when she's medicated, she took my brand new car (it literally doesn't even have 1k miles on it yet) probably like 17 hours ago at this point (I have a time-stamped DM about it from like 13 hours ago), did something to damage it enough to need one of the tires replaced (and she says it's fine but somehow doubting it) EARLY YESTERDAY AFTERNOON and she still hasn't come home. I have called repeatedly, she has occasionally answered, and even giving her the biggest benefit of the doubt in the world it should have taken her about 20 minutes to get home when I called two hours ago.

Honestly my level of stress is just unreal, not only has she managed to abscond with and fuck up the most valuable thing I have ever owned in my life that is brand new and was a pretty huge thing for me to even get in the first place, but as you can imagine, this is not my first rodeo so the childhood trauma triggering is A LOT. And I just can't help but hate myself for not disengaging from this mess, deadass I moved to California as soon as I graduated from college specifically so this would not have to be my life anymore, and now here I am going through this same shit years later and never fully being able to enjoy my life and accomplishments because I have to wrangle a literal crazy person who has no one else.

It just sucks, I never asked for this, and unsurprisingly every other person in her life has tapped out over the years because it's too much and she's just too unkind for anyone to power through it for her so-called good times. She has said many times that she would have literally died at some point if it weren't for me, and while I obviously don't want her dead, that is an ENORMOUS amount of responsibility that I never asked for, and it is a responsibility that has drained a lot of good out of my life. I know everyone has to deal with shit, but having to deal with a mentally ill person who just takes and takes and takes and will tell you you're an asshole every time you try to genuinely help them just completely sucks the life out of you. At this point I wish she would just go off and live her dream crackhead life and leave me out of it, FFS we've been living in our new apartment for 5 months and she hasn't given me rent money once so at least I know I can do it on my own if necessary, and I'm just so fucking SPENT. For god's sake, I just called her again in the process of writing this damn post and she started yelling at me as if I'M the asshole in this scenario.

I just want to sit and cry and have the biggest pity party in the world and more than that I JUST WANT THIS FUCKING SHIT TO END and I want to feel like I can have a full life rather than trying to play cleanup crew for a person who treats me this way. I never dislike myself more than I do when I'm around her, and I hate that pity for someone who is frankly a complete asshole even on the best day has kept me trapped in a situation where I always feel like I'm my worst, saddest, meanest self. I'm just so fucking over it and don't want the responsibility of holding someone's life together when it feels like all I've done and dealt with since I was a kid. So all of you mfers better send all of your pity feels my way because literally no one on planet earth has a more difficult life than I do!

#real life woes

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missmouse25 · 5 months

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Personal rant below the cut. Honestly i might prefer it if you didnt read. You can like and scroll

Ive actually been very quiet about whats been happening in my life and with my family the past three months. I just need to get this off of my chest and then delete it. Because i cant keep taking on my family’s pain and not dealing with my own.

Towards the end of october last year my grandfather was hospitalized due to health issues regarding his legs. He was due to see a specialist here in my hometown early next year. So the plan was that we were going to go to them for Christmas and then bring them back with us for the new year. He was in and out of hospital for two weeks before a doctor finally told him that he needed to see the specialist asap. So on a Tuesday in the middle of November they drove him in an ambulance from East London to George, saw the specialist and scheduled for surgery the next day. While he was having surgery on that Wednesday, my dad went to fetch my Gran. For a week he was in hospital while my gran stayed with us. Luckily, my gran is still very independent and mobile at the age of 84. From the hospital, my grandad was moved to a step down facility where he stayed for two weeks. (This was all while mom and i were prepping for a dance show that we’d committed to in the beginning of the year, which came off the first weekend of December).

After the two weeks at step down, Pops joined us at home. It was a lot of adjusting for us all as he can only walk with the aid of a walker and not very far. Due to his issues, he had a wound on the back of his leg which he needed to see a wound sister at least once a week for treatment. He’d been home for about a week and the wound sister said he needed to be admitted to hospital again for better treatment.

Another week over Christmas in hospital and then he was back with us. But he’s stubborn. He’s old. He’s in pain. The best way to relief the pain and swelling is to exercise but the exercise causes more pain. Right before new years his legs gave way from under him two nights in a row and thank goodness for my dad because he can keep a calm head and knows how to help because of his profession.

The past week has been horrible. Pops spends his days hunched over rubbing his knees trying to find any kind of pain relief. My mother is at her wits end. My poor gran has been washing him, taking care of him. And i’ve been here. Not able to do anything. Yes i’m able to make life “easier” by being a pair of hands or a set of legs but i cant really help him. And it hurts me to see him like that - to the point i dont even want to be in his company because thats not the man i remember from my childhood. But the guilt of not spending time with him and my gran eats at me constantly.

They’re probably going back home next week and my mom has just told me that Pops has agreed to go to a step down facility in east london. It’ll be so much better for both him and my gran (and my aunts who now have to take over responsibility of them).

Its been tough. While writing this, i’ve finally cried after feeling like I’ve needed to for at least a week now but just haven’t been able to. And it feels so bad to want my space back, my house back, my independence back. My friends have been making plans to see everyone and i just cant bring myself to go out and leave my family behind. Besides i know that if they ask me what i’ve been doing or how I’ve been, i’m either going to break down or not be able to answer honestly.

I love my grandparents, I really do. But i cant keep myself together anymore

Maybe next after next week, things will be ok again. I just have to make it till then

#dl

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theunbearableweightofpedropascal · 2 years

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Through the Grapevine

This is my first fic so please beware of beginner mistakes. I hope someone likes it or sees it for that matter. 18+ SMUT

Word Count: 3.1K

Warnings: NSFW, age gap (legal), oral sex, self-insert with no y/n, cursing, slight praise kink if you squint, perverted actions, perverted themes

Summary: You heard about your mother's new boyfriend but you were more interested in his recently divorced son.

You loved your mom but you couldn’t say you liked her much. Honestly if she were your age, you would have beat her ass. But alas that is not the case and those passive-aggressive comments, judgemental stares, and blunt criticism were under the guise of ‘helping’ you. Cue massive eye roll.

Your parents divorce wasn’t a messy one by any means, they just grew apart as they got older. Similar to you and your mother’s relationship. Obviously you frequented your dad's place not being able to take your mothers presence when you had another non-judgemental home. Your absence didn’t change your mothers tune at all, in fact she just made sure she told you what she thought of you whenever you called since she wasn’t sure when it would happen again.

As you grew more distant she must have grown lonely even though it was a mess of her own making. She met a mechanic named Felipe, from what your grandma told you he ran a garage and was nice. He also has a son named Francisco who was an ex-military pilot that helped him run it. You truly couldn’t help yourself so you looked them up, and your results didn’t disappoint. Frankie, as you figured he preferred to be called, was a certified DILF and you figured out his basic life story after going through his page. Went to the army and came back, met a girl, knocked said girl up, married girl, and finally divorced her while sharing custody.

Usually if your mom had invited you to dinner you’d pass however she explicitly wanted you to meet your possible step-family. In spite of that, wanting to meet Frankie in the flesh had you reconsidering for dirty reasons that were all self serving.

Eventually you told her just how excited you were for her to start dating again especially since dad had begun to move on. In the coming days you packed a bag to spend the weekend at your mothers, meticulously planning each outfit on the chance of meeting your probable stepbrother. Was it wrong? Yes. Perverted? No doubt. But you weren’t really one to show restraint or shame when it came to such a good looking man. A man that was also almost twice your age.

Arriving at your mother’s was a fucking chore she already pulled out all the stops. “You look like you have gained a little weight. Are you sure you’ve been exercising?” then, “I just worry about whether you'll end up alone at the rate you’re going.” and last but not least “Are you sure about that outfit I mean it’s pretty but…”

At this point you could just tune her out however you maintained a semblance of conversation if only for your own selfishness. “Will it be just you, me, and Felipe for dinner?” you ask casually.

“Oh no his son Frankie will join us too, he has a daughter you know had a wife too but things didn’t work out. You know I’m sure he has a couple of friends for you if yo-” You cut her off before she could get the wrong idea.

“No. That’s ok I’m not really looking mom” at least not at them.

“Oh. I thought by now you grow out of that…” as she continued to rant about your disappointing track record the doorbell rang. You jumped up to answer it with an “I got it” thanking the universe for that distraction. As you neared the door you smoothed out your short but flowy sundress and checked your hair one last time. You opened the door and your eyes landed on two twins that were in different stages in life. Frankie was the spitting image of his father just younger, you immediately stuck your hand out to Felipe and introduced yourself. He shook it eagerly with his own greeting.

“It’s great to meet you, your mother has told me so much about you. I’m Felipe and this is my son Fransico.” Oh you know, you know exactly who he is and him in person is even better than on screen. He offered his hand to you next and you shook it lingering a bit.

“Hi, you can just call me Frankie.” He gives you a dazzling smile that would make any woman's panties drop on sight, especially yours. You take in his brown curls and patchy beard but you really love his nose most of all. You take note he’s not wearing that beloved standard oil hat that’s in most of his pictures. Shaken out of your haze you lead them to where you left your mother a few moments ago. She greets her boyfriend as if you aren’t present in the room and your face doesn’ hide your emotions.

Frankie sees your obvious disgust and laughs at your discomfort. You turn to look back at him and you two find that it’s a mutual feeling. You decide to start the bonding process with your stepbrother, stepping closer you stand on your toes putting your mouth near his ear whispering for him to follow you. Without checking to see his reaction you walk towards your mother’s kitchen.

By the time Frankie arrives you’ve already begun pulling out alcohol to make yourself a long island iced tea. Looking up you ask what Frankie wants, he states whatever you’re making is fine. You notice he is a bit tense. Once you finish both drinks you sit next to him but you turn your body to face him.

“So our parents have been dating for a while and this is the first time I’ve seen you in person, despite your mother talking about you constantly why?” Frankie decided to go straight for the jugular.

“Well you’ve met her, do you want to be in her presence often?” Frankie laughs in agreement and puts both hands up in defense. Wanting to catch him off guard you ask him about his divorce that you heard about “through the grapevine”. The grapevine being a full analysis of his & his ex-wife’s facebook.

“We grew apart, I mean we already were distant but the main reason we got and stayed together was for our daughter Rosie’s sake.” He looks at you after he finishes answering, maybe to gauge your reaction however you already knew most of this. You decide to see how far you can push.

“So are you seeing anybody then?” You lock eyes with him while finishing your drink. He bites his lip as he takes a moment to drink you in.

“No but there is an age requirement and I don’t think you meet it” You can’t help but throw your head back and laugh.

“And how old is that exactly?”

“35. I’d rather not have people think I’m going through a midlife crisis with the cliche 20 something girlfriend after my divorce.” He looks at you pointedly after he says that.

You think for a moment before leaning in and placing a hand on his chest to whisper in his ear “Who said I needed to be your girlfriend? Maybe I could just help release some of that obvious tension you have” you pull back and slightly rub his broad shoulders, looking at him with a sweet smile and doe eyes.

Frankie looks like he just might break but you hear your mom’s footsteps approaching. As always she has the best timing, you back away from him reluctantly. She arrives in the kitchen with Felipe in tow along with mexican takeout, gesturing for you all to move outside. Out on the patio everyone helps set up the table before getting their share of food. With your mother to your right, Frankie across from you, and Felipe to your left you sit down and start for the vajitas.

Conversation between you and Felipe developed since he’s curious about what it is you’re studying. You talk about how you’re going for a degree in marketing wanting to focus especially on the digital aspect of it. Your mom cuts in about how she wished you would go with something a little more “practical” instead of artsy. You subtlety roll your eyes and bring yourself to look at Frankie who’s already staring at you. The longer you look at him the more you want to mess with him, just a little bit.

The conversation turns to Frankie while you focus on taking off one of your shoes. Your mom asks him what he’s been up to lately and he starts talking about how busy the shop is and Rosie starting 2nd grade. She also questions how his ex is doing. You take this as your queue before any more words can leave his mouth. You place your foot near his ankle and slowly slide it up his leg only to stop at his knee. He starts stuttering and looks directly at you though you pretend to be engrossed with the salsa on your chip. He doesn’t buy your act and doesn’t let up his heated gaze as he continues the conversation. He never moves your foot though.

You can’t help but giggle to yourself a little as you inch your foot up the inside of his thigh almost touching his bulge but not quite. You finally look up to watch his reaction and it doesn’t disappoint. His hands are clasped in front of his mouth with his eyes on you, his chest heaving slightly as if he is trying to control himself. You just continue to rub your foot along the inside of his thigh, teasing him with a smile on your face.

When you finally slide your foot over his bulge you see the intake of breath and begin to press down just enough to feel him grow. But once you feel just how big he is he notes the change in your expression and realizes how the tables have turned. He sees the shock and once cocky grin that enveloped your face waver into bashful uncertainty. Now it's his turn to make you squirm.

Your mom catches onto your prolonged silence and asks if you like your food. You take this as an opportunity and begin to retract your foot while you tell her how great it was. Before you can Frankie grabs your foot and puts it exactly where it was. He presses it slightly harder than you had before while boring his eyes into you. Stunned into a silent submission you feel him grinding your foot against his crotch, 4 out of your 5 senses are captivated by him and it’s all becoming too much. You take your foot back and stand abruptly gathering up your plate and asking everyone if they’d like theirs taken. Felipe and your mom appreciate your ‘politeness’ and hand you their plates, Frankie however insists he help with the dishes holding onto his plate.

You realize exactly where this is going so you quickly walk to the kitchen and leave your shoe under the table. Once inside again you take a deep breath and come to terms with the fact that you may have met your match.

“I think you left this under the table chiquita” you turn around only to find him crowding your space while holding your abandoned shoe and his plate. His dazed eyes reflecting the lust you both feel. l You must be silent for too long because he continues goading you. “Don’t tell me you’re shy now chiquita, hmm?” his lips were at your ear now, his hands rubbing your sides, and his bulge pressing against your stomach. “Not when I was getting so excited to play with you.” he gently grasps your hand, guiding it until you feel him hot and heavy. You feel your cheeks get hotter by the second and you clench your thighs together hoping it would ease the incessant need, but it doesn’t.

With your words caught in your throat you respond by palming him, getting him to release a guttural groan. He follows up with an encouraging ‘that’s it baby’ that makes your panties so wet they are probably sticking to your core. His hand then snakes its way to your hair and grabs a handful forcing your head back. You let out a whine when you make eye contact with him, his deep brown eyes look feral. Swiftly you press your lips to his in a gentle kiss that quickly turns downright filthy once Frankie takes over.

His free hand makes its way to your ass, rubbing it gently before he grabs a handful. Your bodies become unbelievably close making you moan into his mouth. He sees this opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth and sloppily lick inside. You use your free hand to grab the back of his neck to give leverage to your tongue. He takes an obvious liking to that and grinds himself harder into your hand, it’s almost like you can feel his length pulsing harder with each passing second.

You pull back enough to start fumbling with Frankie’s belt and zipper but he stops you. Disappointed you look up at him to question why but he just smiles and grabs your hand leading you out of the kitchen and down the hall. Opening up the door to the guest bedroom you enter first while he turns to close and lock the door. When he turns around his expression is one of a man starved, butterflies erupt in your lower stomach as you walk backwards. He’s closing in on you quickly and the backs of your knees hit the bed making you fall before you can catch yourself.

Frankie climbs over you but not all the way he stops at your neck and lowers his mouth to gently kiss it, his beard scratching you in a way that makes your cunt pulse with need. As he goes lower so do the butterflies in your tummy, it almost feels like your first time but obviously better. He kneels in front of the bed lifting up your dress to pull your panties down. You watch as he sees the wet huge patch that sticks to your core making you pull your knees together out of shyness. But he pries them back apart with a look that tells you not to do it again. He inhales your panties and pockets them making your mouth drop in shock. Before you can formulate a response he’s already licking a stripe over your slit causing your pussy to start clenching around nothing. He licks his way up to your clit circling around it before he takes it into his mouth, sucking gently on it. Your back arches involuntarily and you let out a shrill moan that’s damn near pornographic. This gives Frankie pause and he digs out your panties and shoves them in your mouth holding his hand over it.

“Unless you want to get caught we have to be quiet.” Eagerly you nod your head agreeing silently begging for him to go back to eating you out. He removes his hand and lowers himself again kissing the inside of your thighs before focusing back. This time licking your folds before his tongue dives into your hole and flicking back and forth over your sweet spot causing your back to arch off of the bed. He goes from licking back to focusing on your clit which has you reeling and grabbing the sheets so you don’t buck into his mouth. Once he feels you’re wet enough he adds two thick fingers that gently rub at your sweet spot over and over until your hips move in tandem with it. He reattaches his mouth to your clit so he’s sucking while he finger fucks you, suddenly grabbing the sheets isn’t enough so you reach for his hair and start tugging it in motion with your hips. The only sounds in the room are squelching and muffled moans from you.

With you now fucking his face you know you won’t last much longer especially with him groaning in your pussy. That familiar feeling is lingering in the pit of your stomach getting closer and closer, becoming incessantly louder until you can’t take it. Your orgasm crashes into you like a wave, washing all over your body it even has your eyes rolling to the back of your head. With your hips slowing down but not completely stilling you remove your hands from Frankie’s hair. You would try to fix it but it usually looks messy anyway. Taking you by surprise he pulls the panties out of your mouth and pockets them. Again. You also catch him sucking your juices from his fingers.

When you finally can sit up you go to return the favor only for him to brush your hand off. He looks away with his hand on the back of his neck telling you he already finished. While he was eating you out. You stand up to smooth out your dress and approach him giving him the sloppiest kiss you can muster. You taste yourself on his lips and his tongue before pulling yourself back.

“You know we should probably head back and do the dishes like we are supposed to be doing.” He agrees with you and reluctantly heads for the door but you can tell from his expression that’s the last thing he wants to do. Great minds think alike. Sneaking back to the kitchen you find your mom and Felipe still on the patio talking with the food packed up.

Frankie stands beside you, closer than he needed to be, while drying the dishes for you. You can’t help but ask “So am I gonna be getting my panties back or?”

His cheeks are tinged pink when he responds “Maybe if I can get a replacement since the scent will fade.” His answer leaves you with your mouth slightly open in shock and eyes blown wide.

“So you really are just a dirty perverted old man huh?” He turns to look down at you with amusement dancing in his eyes.

“You didn’t seem to complain when you were fucking this dirty preverted old man’s face.” You pretend to be offended by the statement and fling some soapy water at him. But ultimately you end up laughing causing Frankie to do the same.

“Oh, it’s nice that the two are getting along so well I thought you would.” Your mom and Felipe are bringing in the leftovers and setting them on the counter. Her statement causes flashbacks to just how well you two got on, and how the lingering evidence is in his pocket. You sneak a look at Frankie only to find him sniffing his fingers and sending you a wink. You begin plotting your next run-in with him in your head.

#frankie morales fic #frankie morales x f!reader #frankie morales smut #frankie morales #triple frontier fanfiction #triple frontier smut #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you

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ayotamacorner · 1 year

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I would love to hear all your thoughts on Hop. All of them. Use the full word allowance(/lh)

ohhhhh my god you have no idea what you're asking of me.

thoughts under the cut cuz this post got long ehe. thank you for the opportunity my brain was going to explode <3

ok hop is DEFINITELY one of my favorite rivals in the franchise (at least out of what ive played aha) and has some of the best character development to me. i know sometimes the writing in swsh is a bit clunky but idc, the context is more than strong enough ok. heads up some of my own hcs might creep in here but i can't help it i have so many thoughts abt him all day

FIRST OF ALL the idea of our rival being the champion's younger brother is really great. i love love love it. hop starts off as borderline worshipping leon and fully believing himself to be destined to follow in his footsteps as champion. and why wouldn't he!! he grew up watching his awesome big brother on the tv, seeing how powerful and happy he looks, and his mom probably echoed a lot of those praises back at him as he grew up. lots of "oh, you're going to be just like your brother when you're older, aren't you?" especially when he's had his own first pokemon (wooloo<3) for a while by the game's start!!! like dude!!! this guy has big dreams and he's probably never had anyone tell him otherwise, he's barely had any exposure to anything else, of /course/ he's gonna think he's meant for this!

and we know from some of sonia's dialogue in the games that leon "practically raised" hop, and there's really no other father figure to be seen, so. just saying his only real guy role model is his bro like. of course he's gonna idolize the hell out of him

and i think that starting him off as this cocky and honestly kind of full-of-himself personality while still being a good kid at heart is a really cool thing, /especially/ when we get to see how his character develops through the story!!!!! his loss to bede paired with his repeated losses to the player /and/ his first gym loss at circhester is such a major hit to him, and we /see/ that!

seeing take wooloo off of his team is SO IMPACTFUL because it's shows how desperate and conflicted he feels! we see the cracks in his confidence forming and it culminated in this harsh move of removing his #1 pokemon, the one he's had since childhood, just to try and he stronger! he's grappling with having the idea of this dream he's been wanting his entire life shaken /and/ repeated losses /and/ the stress of trying to follow in his brother's footsteps?? the feeling that he's letting leon down, that he's not good enough?? that he's somehow a stain on leon's reputation just by being himself??

BRO!!!!!!! break my heart in half why don't you!!!

that moment honestly cemented him as one of my favs. just seeing him that desperate to win </3 and then the satisfaction of seeing dubwool leading his team afterwards, when he's realized that even if he does want to win, it won't matter if he's not doing it his own way. seeing dubwool again was like getting to see his arc starting to come full circle, not nearly as unshakably confident as before, but /genuine/ for probably one of the first parts of his story!

facing him in your battle is so great </3 seeing him emulate leon's movements like the little cheek slaps and when in the way he's animated directing his pokemon is so sweet. you really see that all he wants is to live up to this unreachable shadow he's lived under his whole life, and it's so heartbreaking to beat him!! seeing him get frustrated and pull himself together!! knowing that he still cheered you on in the champion battle, knowing you took that dream from him, because really, it's not even what he wanted. we see that at the end of the game when he takes on the research position under sonia, when he's finally able to act genuinely and start exploring interests that are his own rather than those he's grown up idolizing.

who knows if being a professor is really his passion?? who knows if he won't switch career tracks 4 more times in his life?? that's the power of it!! he had nothing else to look up to his whole childhood, so he never really let himself think about those things. at the end of the game he's finally doing it just for himself, to explore himself as a person, not just as a carbon copy of his brother! he gets to tell his own story instead of following the path of leon's and it's so good!!! thinking abt how he can flourish as a person, how scary it might be to finally be without a set path in front of him but simultaneously how freeing it might feel!!

i could talk abt him for DAYS

AUGH. he is so underrated </3 i hate how much hate he gets, it's unwarranted. yes some of the writing is weird yes some dialogue could be better written, but hop's character is just so interesting!!

i have so many headcanons abt him and leon and sonia and like. everyone but <3 here are some hop thoughts thank u for indulging me <333

#deerdeardarling #thank youu <33 #i have so many thoughts abt him every day <33 #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon swsh #pkmn swsh #swsh #hop swsh #tama talks

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thatbitchsimone · 8 months

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I love you I love you

Thank you thank you

It’s a long story of circle of abuse, I used to save her from my father hitting her and few years later I had to save myself from both of them hitting me

I truly believe she’s evil, not what she does to me but to others also, she beats and humiliates not only me but the maids too, the other siblings are not beaten, the brother sometimes rarely but he’s her worshipper so i don’t think he minds.

I will get a job soon but I don’t think I can move out, it’s not very common here you know, and my father is like a influential guy, but hopefully when I earn my own money and cut her off I’ll be happy, we have a big house so living separately is possible.

I found out something today and it made me sick to my stomach, I have my whole life faced disgusting men, but turns out my brother is also one of them, he is after all my fathers and mothers son. he is an Andrew tate fanboy btw so you can guess his entire personality by that lolllllll.

I am so sorry this is alot of stuff to hear on a site where you are supposed to have fun, I am sending you apology hugs, take care 🫂❤️

Btw have you read the bell jar by Sylvia plath? It’s so depressing it’s taking me months to finish HAHAHAH

that is fucking awful and yes, i dont even believe in the whole concept of evil (i was raised without religion in a completely secular country + im very into psychology so good vs evil is not part of my worldview lol) but some behaviors even i just have to describe as evil and ur mom fits that pretty well like abusing ur own children is fucking evil. i have empathy for her to some extent since her behavior is clearly the result of her being abused herself like u said but it gets clouded by the absolute disgust and hatred and rage i feel for her for letting herself become the abuser herself and keeping the circle of abuse going by passing it on to her children. its one thing to not have the strength or power to stop ur husband from abusing ur kids, but straight up joining in on the abuse is a whole other level of disgusting and im so sorry u have to experience this.

but i do have to say that u seem like a genuinely good person like i really feel like u have so much kindness and love in ur heart and u seem like a very strong, sensible and intelligent girl and i get a strong feeling that the cycle of abuse is gonna end with u (as in, u wont be carrying it on and u will break free from it and if u have kids in the future u will be a good and loving mom to them) and i just wanna acknowledge that bc thats amazing and inspiring and i admire u so much like i just have so much admiration for u right now like u are everything u are the moment u are the vibe

anyway, glad to hear that u at least live in a big house so that u can at the very least have some space from her even tho u live together. i get that its not as easy or simple as some ppl think to ”just move out” especially if u live in a very family oriented culture where its not the norm to do so on top of it all so i think the best thing to do currently is to just kind of try to stay out of her way and honestly just not even listen to the bullshit she says bc her insults are kinda meaningless tbh bc lets be real, if u were skinny she would just use something else to criticize u for. she just wants to put u down in any way she can no matter what u look like. u could probably look like a damn supermodel or movie star and she would still find something to pick on and put u down for, bc she has issues. shes disturbed. her words are empty and her opinions on u are just completely irrelevant. why should u care if a deranged abusive sadist doesnt ”approve” of ur body and size? this woman thinks its ok to mentally torment everyone around her, even HER OWN CHILDREN that she just so happens to not just verbally and emotionally abuse but straight up physically abuse. shes a child abuser. actual scum of the earth. like honestly next time she says something about ur body or calls u fat or whatever this psychopath likes to call u just remind urself that this woman is actually disturbed and sick in the head like shes literally a terrible human being lol who the fuck is she to criticize anyone like ok so u got a little extra meat on ur bones meanwhile she is a deranged sadistic child abuser. like girl whatever flaw u may have is nothing compared to the flaws she has like u are so far above her in every way that actually matters like ur literally so much better than her in every way like shes actually pathetic.

sorry about ur brother btw. seems like us women can never catch a break from these male parasites that are crawling around everywhere these days. they just keep getting worse and worse now with all the andrew tate shit brainwashing them. thank god we women have each others backs in this vile current climate. sisterhood is so important, especially now with all this crazy shit going around.

and yes ofc ive read the bell jar! read it for the first time when i was 16 and have reread it a few times since then. its one of those books that deeply resonates with nearly every woman who reads it even now generations later like its truly timeless in that way thats why its so good

#ur amazing i love u

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