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psychedelic-ink · 9 months

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'𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐰.

pairing: contractor!joel miller x f!reader

genre: no outbreak au, modern au, explicit smut, minors dni

word count: 3k

summary: joel is used to asshole clients, and when one of them calls him an old man and basically demands him to finish his girlfriend's kitchen in time, he expects you to be the same. But you're the opposite. when he learns how you've been treated, he comes up with a plan to get back at your boyfriend.

warnings: hints of reader being in a toxic relationship, age gap, daddy kink, piv, dirty talk , revenge sex and filming it, infidelity (reader cheating on her bf), praise kink

a/n: This was completely spontaneous, normally I was going to finish one of the haunted hoedown entries but I saw a ✨ s p i c y ✨ video and instantly got up to write this because that video was something else I tell you. Sucks that they don't credit those things on twitter so I can find more of the guy he was also older hence the age gap fgbgfbf

thank you to @johnwatsn for beta'ing this (and sorry for all the typos lmaodfbfg) and thank you to @pedrorascal for the stunning gif 💜

“I’m not paying extra if you do overtime, old man. You said a week and you’ll finish in a week. I don’t care if your knees hurt or you have a heart attack in the middle of hammering a nail—you finish my girlfriend’s kitchen in time. Got it?”

Joel had a lot of unpleasant customers. John was just one of many but his comment had stuck with him. And it wasn’t the rude comments or the tone that basically told Joel that John thought of him as dog shit; no, it was none of that. It was the old man that had bugged him. The hissed comment of his age slithering under his skin and agitating his body.

Joel knew that it only bothered him because it was true. He was an old man. His daughter in her last year of college, doing her absolute best and growing while he was getting old. His skin creasing at the eyes every time he laughed and his hair more salt than pepper.

The thoughts continuing to swirl in his head, with a sigh, he knocks on the door of John’s girlfriend, expecting a woman as equally as unpleasant and demanding.

You’re far from what he expected. Your smile is bright, your eyes kind and lips looking soft and shiny. Joel has trouble gathering himself when you extend a hand, not a care in the world. His eyes drop to where your sweetheart neckline pushes your breasts together, slightly spilling over the fabric. His mouth goes dry, cock twitching under the denim.

Guess some parts of him didn’t get the memo that he was an old man now.

“Joel, right?” you ask, voice unsure and timid. Your eyes gradually take in the height of him, moving to explore the broadness of his shoulders and stopping at his eyes. “John mentioned you.”

Joel’s stomach suddenly turns sour, it’s enough for him to snap out of the sudden lustful gaze he found himself in. He grabs your hand, giving it a firm squeeze. “That’s right. Joel Miller at your service, ma’am.”

He might be imagining it, but he swears your breath hitches just a little when he takes your hand.

“How chivalrous,” you smile and move to the side. “Come on in, Mr. Miller.”

“Joel is just fine,” he grunts, reminded of the old-age comment. How young were you, he wonders. Late twenties, early thirties? He has no idea. He’s also not sure if he wants to know.

You close the door behind him and nod, “Alright then Joel,” you step in front of him, walking towards what he assumes is the kitchen. Joel dutifully follows. “I’m sure John told you about what needs to be done, so hopefully you don’t have any questions.”

He raises an eyebrow at that, confusion swirling in his expression. You don’t turn to look at him, entering the kitchen, you continue, “I had something else in mind originally but he told me to trust him so... I guess that’s what I’m doing now.”

“That don’t sound right,” Joel mumbles. He gives the area a once over, he sees a lot of pink, clean, and polished furniture. The windows are large, allowing the sun to bathe everything within. He vaguely remembers John mentioning a dark, minimalist look but he wasn’t really listening at the time. “Isn’t this your kitchen?”

Your shoulders raise at his question and you finally turn to face him, kind eyes now tainted with a hint of sadness, “It’s going to be our kitchen soon. He probably thinks it’s too girly.”

“That’s no reason to leave you out of the design process,” Joel answers, taking a step closer. You smile helplessly with a shrug, your eyes dropping to his lips before averting them. His pulse races, something wicked forming in his head. He stops an inch away from you, a mere breeze would’ve been enough for your bodies to touch but he keeps still and so do you. You’re flustered, he can tell. “You wanna tell me what you had in mind?”

Your eyes briefly go wide, something like shame crossing your face but the expression is quickly replaced by understanding, “Oh the design,” you murmur, voice barely a whisper. “I honestly would’ve loved some more counter room since I love to bake.”

“Well, you’re in luck darlin’ because I don’t remember much of the details your boyfriend gave me,” he smiles when your brows furrow with confusion. “Meanin’ you have to lead me with the design.”

He swears your smile is the brightest damn thing he’s seen in a long while.

It’s the last day of the constructions in your kitchen but you’re not thinking of the new kitchen counter or the new cupboard, all you’re thinking of is Joel’s proposition, and how you were soaked with just the mere thought of it.

You and Joel had grown close during the time he fixed up your kitchen. Surprisingly, you actually went with the design you initially wanted and not the one John had in mind. You knew it would lead to a fight and some part of you was glad—John was meant to be perfect but it was only on paper. He was a dream boat when in public and amongst friends, but alone? Not a chance. He belittled you, hated almost all your hobbies and always made unnecessary comments on what you looked like.

Despite yourself, you had blabbed all of that to Joel. He made you feel safe, and the fact that he was very pleasant to look at helped. He didn’t say much but you could tell that he was livid, which secretly made you pleased. It was good to see that how John treated you wasn’t actually the norm.

You loved watching him work. The way sweat would slide all the way down to his neck and how his muscles would tense, straining the fabric of his shirt.

He told you about how John had treated him, confessed he thought you would be the same. Your insides had boiled with anger. You apologized profusely and he just shook it off, saying it wasn’t your fault.

Then the kiss had happened.

It had happened on a particularly bad day. You were upset, filled with negative emotions to the brim and all you wanted was unconditional comfort. You kissed him, he didn’t stop you until your hand reached for his belt.

“I wanna show that asshole how amazin’ you are,” he had said. “Will you let me?”

At the time you hadn’t known what he meant by that.

But now you do.

“Look into the camera, sweetheart,” he murmurs, mouth pressed against your ear. You shudder, your bare body feeling good against his, like you were made for him. Your pussy throbs and drools all over his cock that slides agonizingly slow between your folds. You try to do as he says but it’s just too hard when your eyes are constantly on the brink of rolling back into your skull. He drags his lips down your neck as his large hands knead your breasts, your nipples achingly hard. “Don’t make me say it again, honey. Don’t make me be mean when you’re such a good girl.”

“Oh, fuck—” your body shudders, lashes fluttering as you stare right into the camera with a lost expression. You see yourself, Joel right behind you. You don’t know how but he looks even taller while his body splays over yours, bending you over. He presses his palm over your forehead, forcing the arch of your back. Your inner thighs are soaked, his cock moving between your legs. You see the flash of the glistening head every time he rocks himself forward.

He looks into the camera and your entire body clenches with want, “Look at that,” he hums, laving your neck in open-mouthed wet kisses. “Your girlfriend already going stupid with my cock. Not so bad for an old man huh?”

Joel’s lips stretch menacingly, eyes shining with amusement. Letting go of your forehead, he pushes both your tits closer to the camera, thumbs moving over the pebbled flesh. You moan loudly and your legs quiver.

“Sweet thing over here tells me you don’t let her ride you—I thought you were a dumbass before but now I think you’re a downright moron. Fuckin’ hell, who wouldn’t want such an eager thing jumpin’ up and down his cock.”

You whimper, eyes going teary. Your heart races wildly in your chest. “J—Joel, please. . .”

“Hear that, John,” he growls, the tremble of each word reverberating into your skin. “She’s beggin’ for my cock. Ain’t that right, darlin’?”

You nod but it’s not enough for him, not enough for Joel. “Don’t be shy now, tell him. He ever got you this wet?”

“N-No,” you breathe out and maniacally shake your head. “N-Never.”

“Poor thing,” he clicks his tongue. “Poor poor thing. Don’t worry, daddy’s got you now. Doesn’t he?”

“Yes,” you slur, pushing back your hips. “Fuck me, fuck me—Fuck me, daddy, please.”

“Say it again,” his teeth sink into your skin. “One more and I’ll fuck you.”

“Daddy,” you moan, eyes rolling back. “Daddy, need you, need your cock. Fuck me, please.”

He hums in satisfaction, “Well, since you asked so darn nicely,” Joel kisses your temple and his lips move over your skin as he speaks to the camera, “Looks like she’s my girl now, my good girl.”

When he buries himself into you, inch by inch, your jaw goes slack and your nipples go tight. You forget about the camera, about John who’ll see this. You only think of him. He stretches you to your very limit, his cock thick and hard. It takes you everything not to move your hips. You want Joel to tell you what to do. You want him to fuck you so good that your mind will go blank as you start bouncing on his cock. His one hand grips your waist firmly as the other remains underneath your breast, the sensitive flesh spilling over his hand while holding you.

“How does it feel?” he murmurs into your ear, his cruel teasing from earlier gone.

“Good,” you whimper, squeezing him tight. “So fucking good, the biggest I’ve ever had.”

“Fuck, darlin’,” he kisses the skin behind your ear. “Such a filthy mouth on such an innocent lookin’ girl. You were wasted on that jackass.”

He knocks the air from your lungs before you can answer. The drag of his cock like lightning searing your skin. He fucks you hard, almost angrily, but you know it’s not directed at you. Never at you. The smack of his balls against your ass fills the bedroom, and you’re positive the phone is recording every wet, filthy sound. It doesn’t take much for Joel to reduce you into a withering mess, every word forgotten, his hips relentless as he fucks deeper and deeper into you.

Then suddenly you’re tilting back, his arm an anchor around your stomach as you find yourself between his thighs sitting on his lap. Your eyes move to the screen, you look perfect between his legs, the muscles tensing and flexing as he grinds his hips. Your skin pleasantly burns.

“Come on, sweetheart, show him what he’s been missin’ out on.”

Joel leans back, palm planted firmly on your mattress with pretty pink flowers that John hates.

Your body takes control, your brain swimming in a fog of lust and pleasure. You grip his thick thighs, bracing yourself, you begin to move up and down his cock. He fills you beautifully. His gaze is fixed on the tiny camera, staring directly into it as you try your best to please him. Arousal coils tight in your stomach. Your breasts sway with your every move, your body coating him in shiny slick.

“A throne for a princess,” he groans, eyes moving from the camera to your reflection on the screen. Fire burns down your spine. His gaze and presence alone choking the air from your lungs. You twist yourself to get a better look at him, catching his gaze momentarily, you moan wantonly at the sight. Him only sitting, relaxed while you’re breaking down sends jolts of electricity up and down your spine. You sit wholly, grinding down while keeping his cock buried deep inside, searching for that devastating spot inside you.

The world around you becomes a bright white when you do.

Your ears start ringing, and you begin to shake, legs clamp together as you shudder around the length of him. A choked sound between laughter and bewilderment tears from your throat. Your body moves of its own accord now, helplessly bouncing on his cock, the bulbous head grazing against a certain spot that just makes you want more and more and more—

“Yes yes yes yes,” you chant. Joel’s head disappears from view everytime you move up. You hear his moans, they become louder and louder, his southern drawl becoming prominent the more fucked out he gets.

His sounds only spur you on, making you ride him harder, sweat beading at your tailbone. Your pussy swallows him hungrily, every inch of him without protest. While you’re absolutely lost on his cock, you notice him tilting his head so he’s in view again. You hold your breath. His mouth parts, the tip of his tongue touching the corner of his lips, he gives the camera a taunting look. Joel’s expression turns into a half smile and he wraps his arms around you. One going over right above your breasts and the other around your stomach. His hand cups the side of your neck. He drags his mouth down and up your cheek.

“Come on, pretty girl,” he rasps, kissing you. You look to the camera, hips slowing but not stopping. “Yes, pretty girl, just like that,” another kiss. “Look at that pretty girl getting fucked.”

Joel squeezes your breast as his arm comes down, both of them now tight around your stomach. You feel him pulsing deep inside you. His voice is thick with arousal. “Look how beautiful you are on my dick. Don’t you agree, sweetheart?”

You nod and grind against him, loving how deep he feels. He kisses your neck, tongue tracing shapes into your skin as both his hands come up to your tits and squeezes them, the plump flesh spilling from between his knuckles. His lips move down your shoulder and back up your neck, following the same path over and over again, decorating it with slow kisses.

Joel gives the camera one last look before disappearing behind you, fingers sprawled over your stomach and down between your legs. You feel the rough hairs between your shoulder blades first, then the softness of his lips follows through. Your eyes flutter closed and your head falls back, his mouth is so goddamn soft, the skin tingling and burning at the same time.

His hips snap up, and with the sudden movement, a fresh wave of wetness coats his cock. You lean forward, face closer to the camera, while he lays back, watching hungirly at the way your ass moves.

“Yeah, just like that,” he groans, smacking both your asscheeks simultaneously.

Then before you know it he’s moving, pressing you fully over the table in front of you, the phone shaking as he begins to hammer into you. You can’t even see what you look like anymore, your head dropping, you cry out his name. If it wasn’t for his hands on your hips, you would’ve collapsed to the ground.

“That’s it, come on my cock,” he nips at your shoulders. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet—can you hear that? Can you hear how fuckin’ soaked your girlfriend is on an old man’s cock?”

It takes you a second to realize he’s not talking to you, but the camera. You flutter around him, squeezing him tight enough that he moans, hips slowing. “Daddy,” you gasp. And with that, you finally let go, cunt gushing around him, coating him with slick. Joel peppers your back with soft, quick kisses, whispering praise between every kiss.

“That’s it, sweetheart, bet you never came that hard before. Good girl—my good fuckin’ girl, wettin’ my cock so well.”

You tighten and gush around him a second time, you swear by how hard you’re clenching your insides most likely have taken the shape of him.

“Where do you want me?” he whispers into your skin. Words coming muffled and hoarse, dripping slow like molasses. You push back against him, looking into the camera with a small smile.

“Inside me, daddy, please.”

“Oh shit—” he picks up the pace, the thrust of his hips sloppy and needy. “Shit shit shit—so fuckin’ perfect, so good for allowin’ this old man to wreck her good—So good for tellin’ me to fill her up—fuck—”

You’re blindsided by how honest he suddenly is, the rasp of his voice going straight between your legs. His hips stutter and Joel comes with a loud, thick moan, spilling into you. You moan right alongside him. He continues to rock into you with shallow thrusts, laying kisses on every patch of skin his lips can reach.

While you’re lost in complete bliss, he reaches around you and grabs the phone, stopping the recording before collapsing back to the bed, pulling you along with him.

“You feel so good,” he says, cock softening inside. You feel his come trickling down from between your thighs and shiver.

“You feel good too,” you say, wrapping your arms around him and covering his lips with your own. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.”

“Guess this old man still has some tricks up his sleeve,” he chuckles weakly and you press another kiss, this time on his cheek. “We don’t have to by the way.”

“Don’t have to what?”

“Send the video.”

You stare at the phone for a second, brows furrowed as you think. Then with a quick shrug, you turn back to him. “Nah, let him see it. I could’ve forgiven how he treated me but not you.”

He clicks his tongue with disapproval, “You shouldn’t forgive him for how he treated you either, darlin’. You deserve better.”

“Well, I guess you’re just going to have to prove it me then,” you smile and with a sudden impulse, boop his nose. He laughs, nipping the pad of your finger.

“I guess I will.”

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x fem!reader #tw daddy kink #tlou fanfic #the last fo us fanfiction #hbo tlou fanfic #hbo the last of us fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal characters fanfic

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stvolanis · 4 months

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ok ive seen you do farleigh start being the sweetest bf ever, but now do farleigh being a BULLY

oh my gosh i feel like REALISTICALLY, if Farleigh was in a relationship w/ someone he’d be such a tease/asshole!!! But like in an annoying boyfriend kind of way💕

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who you’ve been in a relationship with for a little over a year.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who goes out of his way to completely torment you. Putting things on higher shelves, just to laugh at you when you get onto the counter to reach it, but end up falling off. Of course, he’ll ask if you’re okay like a good boyfriend, but he’d still continue laughing while helping you back up.

“Stupid girl.” He’d Mutter with an eye roll. Yet, he secretly liked when you came to him when you were in distress.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who moves your clothes out of the bathroom, including your towel while you’re showering just to be able to see you naked with water dripping down your pretty body. You complain to him about how your freezing, but all he does is stare at you.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who isn’t abusive, at all, and is an amazing boyfriend—but does get a little rough when you pass by and he lays a heavy hand on your ass, making you wince. Or when you say something bratty and he’ll reach over and grab your throat, just to make sure you know who’s the one in control a little too tight.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who loves to pick on you over your sensitivity. “Such a crybaby.” He’d mock as you sniffled against him, rubbing your watery eyes as you watch the most reasonable movie to cry to, “the notebook”.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who sometimes doesn’t take your emotions about certain things seriously. For example, when he failed to remember the exact kind of dog you told him you wanted when you had randomly asked him if he remembered. He’d click his tongue in annoyance. “Okay, how am I supposed to remember that?” He’d defend, but get annoyed when you make a big deal out of it. (You’re kinda extra)

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who adores his little girlfriend, always so needy for him and his approval. You make him feel wanted and appreciated; his little sunshine. But, he would never say any of that outloud till he was on his deathbed. He liked that you chased for him, as toxic as it was.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who will 100% bully you, but makes sure you know he loves you. But dear god, forbid someone says something to you he doesn’t like—have mercy on their soul (and I’m not even religious). He has a mouth on him he uses to talk shit, so best believe he has some hands on him too that he isn’t afraid to use. Only he can’t torment you.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who fucks you like he hates you. Slapping, spitting, choking, biting, etc. He’ll whispers the most vile things to you while he pounds into your sopping cunt. “Such a fuckin’ slut, aren’t you? Always beggin’ f’my cock like a bitch in heat.” He’d coo at you mockingly, his breath fanning your neck.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who uses you as a stress reliever when he’s mad. Say Oliver pissed him off by fooling Felix into doing some random shit, he’d come into your shared room absolutely fuming. “Knees. Now.” Is all he’d have to mutter before you’re on your knees between his delicious thighs, hair in a ponytail. He loved your obedience.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who lowkey hates that you have a life outside of him cause like—what do you mean youre going out with Venetia? So he makes sure to remind you that he’s the only one who’ll treat you as good as he does before you leave by fucking you silly, cum dripping down your thighs.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who’s your biggest bully, but also your biggest supporter. Yes, he’ll make fun of you for a lot of stuff, but he’ll always make sure you know he loves you by little gestures like giving you things that remind him of you, getting your favorite food when you’re upset, etc. and it warms your little heart.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who goes a little too far one day with his taunting and mocking, to the point where you’re locked in the bathroom wiping your tears with your sleeves. “Baby, yknow im just messin’ around. Come out, Princess.” He’d say as he rattled the door handle. Never an apology leaving his mouth.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who bribes you to come out by promising to take you on a little shopping spree to your favorite make-up store, and obviously you come out cause like, who would pass up an offer like that? Not you, that’s for sure.

Mean! Farleigh Start! Who fucks you softer that night. Instead of slurs in your ear, you’re met with a few praises and tender kisses against your sweaty skin. He holds you after and doesn’t apologize, but you know that he’s sorry. And thats enough for you.

Mean Farleigh Start! Whos considerably nicer to you than other people. With you, at least, he tries to have a filter. He doesn’t with other people. He’s an absolute menace to society, no one is safe when it comes to his harassment, except for you. He’s not always an asshole to you, he can be sweet sometimes.

don’t be shy, ask to be a part of the tag list and request things!!

TAG LIST: @elvisalltheway101 @epthedream69 @claire-elvisgirl @elvisrealgf @littlehoneyposts @ireallydontcareanymorebrooo @luxuriouslokistan-3 @foxevxid @salepso @parkbabyj

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heeracha · 2 years

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## buy one, take me. — l. heeseung

synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, of course. and as always, i'll put it in every chap if there's something you need to look out for.

note: yes, blod-talicized for slowburn because this is already planned out three years ago (but for another idol) anyway !! i'm excited to share this, my ass had been wanting to post this,,,,,, i already have the ending i just really need to do from part eleven up to,,,, that. so here you go. T_T okay, if i suddenly ghost again FLOOD ME MESSAGES/ASKS/IDC WHAT TO FINISH IT. TAGLIST CLOSE.

tags: r.asks: botm, botm updates, botm thoughts

sample texts. / playlist.

profiles. / profiles two. / profiles three.

ep 1. — the pilot.

ep 2. — the bf problem.

ep 3. — the help from jake.

ep 4. — the promo.

ep 5. — the benefit of jeongin.

ep 6. — the availing of the promo.

ep 7. — the two introverts.

ep 8. — the era of reporter sunoo.

ep 8.2. — the dog cafe.

ep 9. — the look. what look?

ep 10. — the panicking of heeseung.

ep. 11 — the time heeseung decides to trust y/n.

ep 12. — the real heey/n friendship era.

ep 13. — the star stamp.

ep 14. — the late night in the flower shop.

ep 15. — the biggest cliché.

ep 16. — the text-snapping of y/n.

ep 17. — the weekend of heeseung without y/n.

ep 18. — the two am ride.

ep 19. — the stupidity.

ep 20. — the time y/n blocked heeseung.

ep 21. — the whipped y/n.

ep 22. — the painful sight (according to riki).

ep 23. — the library.

ep 24. — the dog café pt 2.

ep 25. — the frustration of jungwon and sunoo.

ep 26. — the flowers and bambi sticker.

ep 27. — the pretty dense boy texting y/n.

ep 28. — the message from jay.

ep 29. — the look heey/n give.

ep 30. — the pet name.

ep 31. — the switch up.

ep 32. — the no more denial.

ep 33. — the time seungmin called y/n 'sweetie'.

ep 34. — the way y/n sensed it again.

ep 35. — the talk.

ep 36. — the halfway there.

ep 37. — the another lame line.

ep 38. — the time heeseung accidentally kissed y/n.

ep 39. — the drive-in.

ep 40. — the flour and eggs.

ep 41. — the favorite view.

ep 42. — the one time they used their main accs.

ep 43. — the origami flower bouquet.

ep 44. — the stressed gf.

ep 45. — the plane plan.

ep 46. — the time y/n isn't teasing with heeseung.

ep 47. — the time when everything is "fine".

ep 48. — the time heeseung forgot.

ep 49. — the fight.

ep 50. — the graduation.

ep 51. — the flower arrangement on the cashier.

ep 52. — the favorite flower of heeseung.

ep 53. — the fact that heeseung is still jealous.

ep 54. — the supposed three year anniversary of heey/n.

ep 55. — the bubble chat turned blue.

ep 56. — the dumb flowers.

ep 57. — the time y/n finally replied.

ep 58. — the rehearsal dinner.

ep 59. — the flowers weren't dumb after all.

ep 60. — the lifetime promo.

bonus. — the matching icons.

bonus 2. — the pettiness of flower and seungie.

bonus 3. — the one where heeseung thought y/n's leaving.

bonus 4. — the one with heeseung's doe eyes.

alternative ending. — the one when y/n almost stayed.

marriage discount; p. sunghoon [ fem!reader ]. — after endless of weddings that sunghoon attends to, he's been spending non-stop. so, upon hearing about a discount for married people even if it's just in the dry cleaners, sunghoon tells the employee that the girl, who happens to be you, walked in in the shop is his wife. even if he doesn't know you.

heeracha, 2022.

#OMG SECOND HEE SMAU RAWR LIKE I PROMISED WONT BE AS ANGSTY AS YMTM #Hiraya-M #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen smau #enhypen social au #enhypen social media au #enhypen socmed au #heeseung imagines #heeseung scenarios #heeseung reactions #heeseung fluff #heeseung au #heeseung social media au #heeseung x reader #enhypen x reader

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raccoonfallsharder · 10 months

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fanfiction masterlist i guess ♡

*this masterlist is OLD! find the new masterlist here

here's what you need to know about what is behind this cut: lots of smut, always with feelings and fluff, praise kinks, dirty talk, maybe some light d/s, enthusiastic consent. a few clean headcanons/minifics & fan art of your amazing OCs

(it's all rocket raccoon, all the time) also, please let me love your OCs (doodle requests temporarily paused)

If you would like to be added to the fanfiction update taglist (or removed), please let me know via comment, message, or ask! ♡

recently updated

headcanon 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax [NEW posted 9/17] headcanon 9 - dad glasses [NEW posted 9/21]

Reconnaissance for Beginners: An Instruction Manual (Fourteenth Visit) [ONESHOT. added 9/18] Part Three of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel

Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed [NEW posted 9/24] florescence ❀ (a meetgroot)

Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared. [WIP 9/27] Chapter XV. Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly. [WIP 10/5] Window Across the Galaxy

I can't keep up with updating my kinktober prompts on a daily basis (I'm honestly amazed I've managed to keep up with the writing as well as I have and I've only been doing this for a few days) So for now, please find them with the tag #rfh kinktober and when the month is over I'll make a masterlist. [NEW all month] based on @flightlessangelwings’ Kinktober 2023 Prompt List

[complete works behind the cut ♡]

spoilers: I have a preferred trope/formula that I lean into quite hard (girl falls first; raccoon falls harder) and while I do really love tragic fanfic, I firmly believe rocket's suffered enough of that so it's only happy endings here (even if it takes a minute to get there). Well, more or less, anyway.

Domestic Scenes in Space Travel

reader x rocket fluff, medium-burn?? (at least for Part One), smut. comics-based but you don't need any comics background knowledge to read this - you just need to enjoy fluff + smut + rocket (and be 18 i guess). multiple parts. see notes for summary + warnings.

The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl Part One of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [COMPLETE 5/5 chapters] Summary: In Rocket Raccoon: Grounded (2016) / Issue #3, Rocket asks a stranger on the ferry to "make sure nobody does anything weird" to him while he naps, and the stranger just, like, abandons him while he's sleeping?? get in loser we're gonna fix it Chapter One (The First Visit) Chapter Two (The Second Visit) Chapter Three (The Third Visit) Chapter Four (The Fourth Visit) Chapter Five (The Fifth Visit) complete post - The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl

Outer Space Safety & Spaceship Maintenance Training (Ninth Visit) Part Two of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [Oneshot. COMPLETE 8/21] Sequel to The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl [domestic fluff, dirty talk, oral sex - mind the ao3 tags.] Summary: Study Night. or - why study when you can seduce your hot local Space Pilot into oral? When you were a kid, you imagined yourself growing up, working a cool job, living in a cute house, getting a big dog, marrying, and having kids of your own. You've currently got none of those things, but you are getting regularly railed by a raccoon-shaped cosmic adventurer, and he's currently showing you around his spaceship. Which is kinda better than anything you could have dreamed up for yourself. [comics-inspired, though i'm fucking around with timelines/continuity and you really don't need any comics-context to ride this ride] complete post - Outer Space Safety & Spaceship Maintenance Training

Reconnaissance for Beginners: An Instruction Manual (Fourteenth Visit) Part Three of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [Oneshot. COMPLETE 9/18] [domestic fluff, dirty talk, orgasm delay, bf/gf silliness. - mind the ao3 tags.] Summary: Date Night. in a gesture of true romance, rocket takes you to a dive bar. of all the stories he's shared with you, his favorites are the ones where he gets saved by the space princess. not that he'd tell you that. ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙✧⋆｡°✩☼⋆｡°✩☽︎ loosely based on Rocket (2017): The Blue River Score. domestic bf/gf silliness & fluff. extensive smut. comics-knowledge isn't needed but HIGHLY recommend starting at the beginning of this collection for context (The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl).

florescence ❀ (a meetgroot)

[WIP: Year 0/5] [mcu-based, slight au, medium-burn, eventual smut circa chapter four. tentative allies to friends to lovers. the middle is angsty but there are only happy endings here. no use of y/n.] Summary: “The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.” Rocket & Groot leave their friends behind on Knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the Shi’ar Galaxy. It was the flowers that drew you in.

Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed [NEW posted 9/24]

Blackmail Material

[WIP: Chapter 2/4] reader x rocket pwp with feelings; smut & fluff & love confessions. MCU-based, post-Endgame, friends-to-lovers. Summary: a classic tale of "this fuckin raccoon found your sex-toy." as per usual: girl falls first; raccoon falls harder. see notes for summary + warnings.

Chapter One: Blackmail Material Chapter Two: Self-Sufficience [NEW posted 8/29] Chapter Three: Firearms over Flowers ???

Window Across the Galaxy

[WIP: Chapter 15/25+] [NEW chapter posted 10/5] rocket x oc angst/hurt/comfort; slow burn + eventual smut with feelings. MCU-based. slight AU starting pre-GOTG volume 1. enemies to friends to lovers but only one of these idiots thinks they're enemies. see notes for summary + warnings. could become 1 part of a 2-part series, if I have the energy/inspiration. Summary: Rocket is captured by a Ravager crew hoping to get rich off the excessively large bounty on his head. Throwing a wrench in everyone’s plans is the Terran girl they hired to do some freelance assessing on a recent haul of goods they’ve seized from a Xandaran luxury liner. Oops.

Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship. Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron. Chapter III. A Kindness.in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food. Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave. Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course. Chapter VII. I'm Here.in which we visit Knowhere. Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets.in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.” Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking. Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice. in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way. Chapter XI. Let It Be. in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost. Chapter XII. So Much It Hurts. in which we try not to fuck up the vibes. Chapter XIII. Don’t Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm. Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared. Chapter XV. Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly. [WIP 10/5]

Autopilot Systems Check [Oneshot. COMPLETE 9/3/2023] Est Word Count: 1409 reader x rocket soft fluff & domestica. MCU-based, post-Endgame i guess. Summary: reader wakes up in the middle of the night and rocket is nowhere to be found. drabble based on this post/inadvertent prompt.[complete post - Autopilot Systems Check]

Kinktober 2023

based on day 8 of @flightlessangelwings’ Kinktober 2023 Prompt List Kinktober Day 8: Turbulence. rocket needs you to hold. flarkin. still. [NEW 10/8]

Other Duties As Assigned

[WIP: ???] rocket x oc email romance/LDR (lol); slow burn + probable smut with feelings. Begins five months after The Snap. I don't have an intended outcome for this fic yet (just kind of rambling around) so this has the most uncertain publishing date. Summary: Natasha Romanoff is an administrative nightmare - a fact that does not go unnoticed by the (interim) captain of the Milano. First she demands that the remaining two Guardians of the Galaxy be reachable via a primitive Terran messaging system, and then she can't be bothered to read the frickin' emails. Thank fuck she's hired a new assistant.

Headcannons & Drabbles headcanon 1 - rocket & sex work headcanon 2 - rocket & occassional post-sex feelings headcanon 3 - quill & innocence/optimism headcanon 4 (minific/drabble) - rocket & nebula (2014) in endgame/post time-heist headcanon 5 (minific/drabble) - rocket & quill were scooped at the same time headcanon 6 - cinnamon roll peter quill continued headcanon 7 - rocket & nova corps headcanon 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax [NEW posted 9/17] headcanon 9 - dad glasses [NEW posted 9/21]

Fan Art of Your Amazing OCs (and maybe sometimes mine)

Rose (@love-for-faeries-go-burrrr ) & Moon (@glow-autumz) Thank you for letting me draw these two lovelies. You know I headcanon them as interdimensional besties ♡

Brita (@pretty-chips) is such a pure, delightfully fun character with record-store-clerk vibes. Thank you for letting me draw her. She is a glowing sunbeam-soul. ♡ another Brita wearing a terran t-shirt gifted to her by my oc, Jolie Spinner

Moon (@glow-autumz) Thank you again for letting me illustrate some of Moon's rad powers. i am OBSESSED. I appreciate so much you bringing her to life!

Chérie (Cherry) (@aliasrocket) I have a crush. 10/10 would attempt to flirt with (badly). Thank you so much for creating her and letting me doodle her!

Jolie (Window Across the Galaxy) - my gremlin child. just some scritchy-scratchy character concepts. feel free not to look if you want to imagine Jo in your own way. ♡ the "real" Jolie doodle - refined, finished, && in color

Fleuret (I think?) (@elegant-fleuret) is my personal caffeine deity. i now pray to her for the ability to scrap myself out of bed and deliverance from coffee crashes. she is also the dj of knowhere which is possibly the coolest fucking job in the universe and i would like to be her friend.

Star (@cleo-is-babygirl) is a pure fluffy little sundrop and a brilliant self-taught medic/surgeon. she is also the first tanuki/anthropomorphic animal i have drawn other than rocket so i was very nervous but i did my best. thank you for letting me try something new and expand my experience, friend!

Juno (@lazarel-3000) is one of my favorite OCs ever. she is everything. i want to be her && i want to date her (unfortunately she only has eyes for rocket).

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pancakes4two · 2 years

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PLSSS DO LNT IG BLURB I AM BEGGING

OF COURSE ANON HERE U GO. i’m simply obsessed with this music video it’s just so harry??? fc is diana silvers!

MY OTHER BLURBS/FICS

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harry_lambert Sleepy sleepy girl

harrystan1 ur so real for this

harrie4ever IT’S GIVING LATE NIGHT TALKING

jefezoff 💤

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yourinstagram anythin’ you want until the morning 🌞

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harrystyles 😉☀️

harrie4ever I KNEW IT IM PRETTY SURE SHE’S HINTING AT THE LNT MV?? HER LAST 2 POSTS HAVE BEEN ABOUT BEDS & THINK ABOUT THE LEAKED PICTURES FROM EARLIER THIS YEAR

harrystan1 omgggg i hope she’s in the video that would be so cute!!!!

gracieabrams angel on earth

yourinstagram 🫶🫶🫶

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hshq Late Night Talking. July 13th. 12pm ET.

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harryflorals YUP.

harrie444 The dogs are out again🙄

harrie4ever when y/n said moods for this week i did not think she meant the mv was literally dropping this week 😭

yourinstagram so excited!!!! 🧦🛏📸

harryflorals Are you hinting at something with the emojis ma’am 🧐

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ynsfilmdiary film photography has been a huge hobby of mine ever since i picked up my first point and shoot 5 years ago. until now, i’ve mostly been shooting pictures of the people and places that i love most. this february, h (who has been subject to many a failed photography experiments by me) asked me to join him on the set of his music video.

i’m so so grateful to everyone who worked on or behind the scenes of late night talking for letting me putter around on set with my little nikon. it’s not every day that you get to see your hobby transformed into real, live work.

the late night talking music video is out now on youtube, featuring pictures by me ❤️📸

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harrystyles My favourite music video yet.

bradleyandpablo Thank you for bringing your creativity to set! Proud of what we made together

harrystan1 i love how we all thought she was gonna be in the video at first, this is honestly so much better

harrie4ever someone sedate me harry is such a supportive bf

harryflorals Your pictures were so amazing!

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harryflorals Y/N JUST LIKED THESE TWEETS ABOUT THE LATE NIGHT TALKING VIDEO!

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harrystan1 SHE’S PERCEIVING US

harrie123 LMAOOOOO

harryfan3 put his ass on blast y/n!!!!

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serotoninnorepinephrinedopamine · 2 months

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Penny is one of my favorites and I'm married to her in my current play-through so of course!

Reader is Fem as requested with a pre-existing relationship with Penny in this story and is set in year 3. Reader is taller than Sam who is 5'11", buff as hell because of all the farm work, and has scary dog privilege.

Music Inspiration: Breakfast - Dove Cameron, Walls Could Talk - Halsey

Art By: Couldn't find the artist but if someone does and links them that would be great!

Proofread by my English Major BF

I took my time with the whole dating thing here in town to give myself time to settle in. Plus, I wanted to get to know everyone well enough before entering that scene. After meeting Penny, I knew that's who I wanted to be with forever but I was biding my time.

Fast forward to today, Penny and I have been dating for a few seasons now. I'm well aware that she's pleasant and nice with everyone but some recipients of her attention take advantage of her niceness, much to my displeasure.

We were at the saloon picking up dinner for the night since neither of us wanted to cook because she was spending the night just this once. I pay Gus the required amount of gold and as we go to walk out, Marnie stops me and asks me about how my farm was doing for the season. I gave her polite answers, that things are going well and that the animals I bought from her are doing great. After a few minutes the conversation ends, I look around and notice Penny isn't nearby. I go outside assuming that's where she went and there she was talking to Sam. She was giggling at something he said and there was a light blush on his face.

Sam is nice enough as far as people go and I knew of his feelings for Penny before her and I were dating. He denies any remaining feelings for her but every interaction he has with her says otherwise. I walk up behind her, draping my free hand over her shoulder and resting my chin on the other with a smug squinty eyed expression, all while looking Sam in the eyes. Seeing his smile slightly falter is worth it. "Hey babe." I kiss her on the cheek, "Ready to head home?" I ask. I can feel the heat radiating from her as she stutters out her response, "Y-yes honey!" I smile and keep my eyes squinted at Sam, "See you around man." I say in a sickly sweet manner.

The walk back is quiet and as we enter the farm house, I find out why. "You didn't have to do all that just to tell him off." Penny says this sternly. I pout at the slight scolding to me, it was fun seeing him get sad that the girl he loved is taken. "I know and I'm sorry. He just doesn't seem to get the point that we're together..." I mumble out. She smooshes my cheeks together with flat palms and a slight smile on her face, "Regardless of how jealous you get, I still love you." She says as she pulls my face closer and plants a kiss on my smooshed puckered lips and I hum with delight.

#x reader #stardew x farmer #penny stardew valley #penny x reader #stardew valley #stardew farmer

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the-everqueen · 4 months

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“Rose and the Corinthian are both people who need care, in different but complimentary ways, and i think that's part of what fascinates me about pairing them.”

I would say this ask is more of a “Thoughts on Corirose” one, based on your excellent quote/response here from LA Guard Dog part 1 👀

i do not remember saying this, which is funny to me because looking back at my comment replies on that fic, i was clearly burned out from final year of grad school. i'm way more loquacious now that my brain isn't running on fumes and spite. but i DO remember how much i appreciated each comment; those ao3 notifications in my inbox were little sparks of delight amid rejection emails and, later, a wave of onboarding paperwork.

anyways i stand by past me's words. i feel like fandom downplays how much Rose has lost: she's a young adult from a broken home, her mom died and left her with limited material resources to start her own life, she met Unity and then almost immediately lost her, she got her brother back but only after he's been through hell, and now she's his only living guardian. she's never really had a childhood. so it makes sense, to me, that deep down she'd really want to be cared for. she had to be The Responsible One with Lyta, with Jed, with the Endless. when is someone going to watch out for her? and yeah, the implication at the end of s1 is that she has this whole found family who are invested in her, but caring about someone is different from caring for them. also accepting care from people you feel have already given you a lot can be difficult when you're used to being self-sufficient and circumstances have taught you that the only person you can really trust to stick around is yourself. i skip ahead to post-comix in LA guard dog, but even with some distance from the events of the Doll's House arc, she's still a mid-20s woman in a parental role for a traumatized preteen. that's a lot for someone who isn't also a daughter of the Endless and the only remaining adult of her human bloodline.

enter the Corinthian. he's useful for Rose in a few ways: he can't die, he can shoulder some of the responsibilities involved with raising a kid (at very least the stuff that takes minimal skill but maximum brain space, like school schedules and chores and packing lunch). also he's an utter hedonist, which is great for getting Rose acclimated to the idea of having things she likes rather than just what she needs. look, he wanted a fancy coffee so he got her this fancy floral pastry. extrapolating from the comix (including the dreaming run, but i'm cherry picking there), he's very much a person who shows feeling through action, even when that's at direct contradiction with his words. and that's great for Rose, who i imagine has had a lot of people say nice things to her and then utterly fail to show up for her in the ways that matter.

i'm talking about him like he's a tool, which admittedly is how Dream still conceptualizes him to some degree in this au. but he's aware this time around that's not what the Corinthian needs, hence giving him to Rose. i don't know that Rose can think of the Corinthian as an object, based on her experiences and who she is as a person. Rose imagines possibilities that Morpheus could not. so her idea of care for a Nightmare looks different, too, and the crux of the LA guard fic pt. 2 is the question "is that enough?" idk! but i think it matters to the Corinthian. there's a moment in the dreaming comix, during Coco's Year As A Real Boy, where he muses that his bf Sila has become more than a distraction to him--i think someone seeing the Corinthian as a person, beyond his function as a mirror (aka what he can do for/to them), is the realization of a story he's been telling himself for a long time. about him and the Dreaming, about him and Dream.

tl;dr: Coco and Rose are both people who have been positioned as non-subjects in their respective worlds and that means they're both weirdly able to affirm each other's subjectivity.

#ask games #violetoftheendless #sandman #cocorose #rose walker/the corinthian #SO many thoughts on ''thingness'' in relation to my fave sandman characters and how they grapple for agency

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i feel like the stuff about glitchedpuppet and co. fucking dogs shouldve gone to authorities instead of blasting it on twitter/tumblr/k*wif*rms like a reality show because now they got away with it :/

LMFAO sounds like someone doesn't like it that the crimes against humanity that these people have committed is public knowledge. Or maybe you're being genuine and are just stupid? Do you not think that this is something that I or anyone else for that matter has explored?

Let me lay this out for you. This is not something I believe I ever spoken about in public before but I don't think it matters anymore and I'm fucking tired of dipshits like you and people in the Floraverse community using this as some sort of 'gotcha' against me as a not so subtle attempt to shut down the entire discussion.

Before April 2018 the only indication that these people were this depraved was from a few anonymous testimonies about marl being a zoo that were sent to Pengo and Lain's testimony about what Marl did you her. None of that is grounds for a police investigation or let alone a subpoena. While Lains testimony was damning, she also had no evidence to any of it, so she couldn't initiate an investigation.

The Big Fluff logs dropped in April 2018, and they showed Marl actively committing multiple felonies. About a month later, I put this blog into hiatus. I say in my hiatus announcement that the police have been informed. I said this because I was fucking working with them. I don't remember if it was the Las Vegas PD or Nevada State PD who was investigating because my only communications with them where over phone and It's been 5 years. I got Lain in contact with them, but BigFluff was MIA and ultimately, the authorities couldn't do anything with the Big Fluff logs without Big Fluff's help. Given the way things where phrased to me, I believe they specifically needed access to the account Big Fluff talked to Marl on.

The reason for this is because while we're able to get more then enough information from the BF logs then we need for the court of public opinion - that doesn't hold true for the court of law. While the logs clearly show Marl committing a crime, they do not show the following:

Date of the crime or at the very least a range for when it occurred.

Online platform the crime occurred on

Identity of the Victim and Perpetrator as BF is only referred to as 'me:' in them and Marl only uses his online handle.

All of which are necessary for an actual investigation. If Big Fluff decided to assist the authorities and give them access to her account, they would have 1, 2 and half of 3. Which is more then enough to subpoena the online platform the crime occurred on to put a name to 'marlcabinet' in a way that's acceptable in court and find any other crimes he probably committed on that platform.

Big Fluff came back a few months later and I was able to get in contact with her. I gave her the contact information of the authorities that where investigating Marl but she made the ultimate decision to not press forward and contact them. This is her choice, and it's an understandable choice and one I ultimately respect.

Besides the Big Fluff logs, nothing that has been admitted to by these people is grounds to initiate an investigation with the authorities. This is because for a lot of it we lack the knowledge of where the crime occurred (jurisdiction) and when the crime occurred (statue of limitations). Especially since most of what they have admitted to since is beastiality related and not pedophilia related. I hate to be the bearer of bad news for you but the authorities generally don't give a shit about beastiality crimes.

btw, just wondering, but what have you done to get the authorities involved?

#floraverse #glitchedpuppet #forbidden flora #forbiddenflora #foxflux #pengosolvent #fox flux #forbiddenflor

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O-kay, you’re a smart girl and I’m presuming you’re female, here but we all saw the red-carpet stuff. Despite being for promo, it got people talking far beyond what the Zegler/Rivera team wanted and it’s been going on six months now. It’s one thing to have chemistry in a movie, it’s another for it to last as long. Basically, it's become one giant distraction and her fans really want that attention back onto her immediate circle. And, no you are incorrect; her fans do care about Rivera. As I already said, immediate circle. Blyth’s fans aren’t really important here.

The issue is: Ballad is over. There’s nothing to promote and this zeglyth b.s, can’t believe I typed that out, is confusing everyone. Debates on whether she’ll break up with her love and get with Blyth are equally nonsense. Whatever friendship Zegler thinks she’s got with him is pointless here. Since that’s all it’ll ever be. The facts are everyone needs to move on. There’s no point dwelling on dreams and forget to live since we are quoting literature and art now.

There’s so much wrong here I don’t even know where to begin.

“O-kay, you're a smart girl and I'm presuming you're female, here but we all saw the red-carpet stuff.”

Actually my pronouns are zeglyth/shipper. Please be respectful and use my appropriate pronouns moving forward.

“Despite being for promo, it got people talking far beyond what the Zegler/ Rivera team wanted and it's been going on six months now.”

How this my problem? This sounds like a personal issue for R and her idiotic team if they can’t figure this out going on six months now. Anons send stuff to the blog to air out their grievances towards me but shouldn’t you be saying this to R? Shouldn’t her team be telling her to stop talking about T / Zeglyth for a while if they want it to stop? I’m not understanding why this is a huge topic of discussion. You seem like you know R or in her circle so why hasn’t she stopped? And don’t give me that BS about “she can post him since they’re friends”… yeah, that’s not good excuse anymore. If she wants zeglyth to go away, have her make an announcement (she did last time and still continued to like T and Zeglyth stuff) and not posting T stuff altogether.

Can you explain this post to me? She called out shippers for being inappropriate in this video on Feb 23. On the same day (? don’t think it was the same day but whatever). She posted photos of her favorite people on IG, including T with her dad, DJ, J and her dog. Pretty symbolic if you ask me!

There’s two options here: either she’s lying to you all about what she really wants or she’s telling you truth and is a complete idiot not realizing how any of this looks?

Which option is it? Careful. It’s a trick question.

“It's one thing to have chemistry in a movie, it's another for it to last as long. Basically, it's become one giant distraction and her fans really want that attention back onto her immediate circle.”

Again this isn’t my problem at all. I don’t care what high school dropouts and 10 year olds want and neither should R. The more famous R gets, the more “her immediate circle” will be in jeopardy. Gate keeping a celebrity’s attention and time is weird. R has given people too much access to her and the way fans talk to her, demanding stuff from her, is nasty. This is troubling and not the behavior of a real celebrity. She’s blowing away her talent on her bf and her fans. You and her “immediate circle” disgust me. Truly. You’re scum for not telling R the truth. You aren’t a real fan.

“And, no you are incorrect; her fans do care about Rivera. As I already said, immediate circle. Blyth's fans aren't really important here.”

Answer this question: would you care about J if R wasn’t dating him or dumped him?

It’s a rhetorical question because we know the answer. He doesn’t have real fans. No one except her immediate circle cares about him. You’re an idiot too if you believe otherwise. I mean you’re already an idiot but that’s a personal issue you have to deal with. Best of luck.

“The issue is: Ballad is over. There's nothing to promote and this zeglyth b.s, can't believe I typed that out, is confusing everyone.”

Why are you idiots so confused? What’s going on in this immediate circle? Did no one graduate high school over there? Is that a trend? Is the requirement to join her circle that you shouldn’t have a high school diploma? It seems like it. Explains a lot actually. Again, how is this my problem? The “zeglyth bs” started because of R so you’re angry at the wrong person. I have nothing to do with her choices and decision making.

“Debates on whether she'll break up with her love and get with Blyth are equally nonsense.”

Her love? Ew. If it’s nonsense, why do you care? A harmless ship shouldn’t have everyone this mad. People call us delusional but are always crying and throwing up on here. One zeglian had a meltdown a few weeks ago because they invaded a personal space. Obsessed. I’m embarrassed for zeglians.

“Whatever friendship Zegler thinks she's got with him is pointless here. Since that's all it'll ever be. The facts are everyone needs to move on.”

Oh, you’re not a complete idiot. I’m happy for you, some knowledge is a good thing. Keep it up.

So you do know that this is R’s fault to some degree? You admitted here. You know R has a problem moving on from T and their “friendship” so why not call her out on this? You can’t because you don’t want to upset your fav and get kicked from the circle.

You sound frustrated with her. Understandable. She’s giving you mixed signals about her feelings and you don’t know how to feel about it so you’re taking out your frustration on me. Got it.

And “everyone needs to move on”? What does R need to move on from? You said she’s focused on “her love” so move on from what exactly? Why is everyone always saying that R is reaffirming her love for J or is moving on? It’s a common theme. R is clearly struggling and doesn’t do as she says. Why is this so hard for R? You said this has been going for almost six months? Wow.

I’ll make you a deal. I’ll move on from Zeglyth when R’s moves on T /Zeglyth.

I know a flash of fear went through your heart as you read that because we both know deep down she’s not letting go and moving on from him. Which means, you’re stuck with me :) Oh well!

“There's no point dwelling on dreams and forget to live since we are quoting literature and art now.”

Yes, since we are quoting literature and art:

“You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.”

Thanks for sharing :)

#my answers #spill the tea #about r

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kiefbowl · 1 year

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my very good friend (and former coworker) told me yesterday that she got a big raise and I'm very happy for her but it also makes me insanely jealous and I do feel like sometimes she doesn't have a lot of tact when discussing money. like she could have just told me she got a raise, she didn't have to tell me she's now making six figures. she knows I haven't been working and this job I took is paying less than I have been in like 4 years and my dream big paying job blew up in my face six months ago. and of course I was like wow that's great make sure to spoil yourself on a big vacay this year so she proceeded to tell me she's going to London in october and they already made the plans and "it's honestly not so much in the off season it's $XXXX", which just made me even more jealous bc it feels like I'm still just out of reach of traveling like I've always dreamed since I was a child. and genuinely, I'm very happy for her and excited because she has had to bust her ass to get where she is, and she deserves more money and she deserves a big trip to london, it just reminds me of what a big blunder this year was for my career. I don't regret anything and if I didn't make the decisions I have I wouldn't have my dog now and I wouldn't be doing work in a field that's really cool and promising, but it's still like I can't help but go "oh if I had stayed we might be doing the same work together making this kind of money together" but idk you just have to get over it and accept the choices you make. she also has been totally not self aware when discussing money before in the past, like she saw a gift my bf gave me for christmas a few years ago and was like "WOW, that's a really nice brand, the one you have is like $80" and I was like I really wish you hadn't told me, not because it matters, but because...you know it was a gift, and I didn't know, and as soon as you know you start calculating "okay how much did he spend on me, how much did I spend on him, was it even?" when if you don't share the numbers you and your SO just assume it's a wash. but she doesn't think like that she HAS to quantify the money spent on every thing and sometimes seems unware that some amounts are big amounts to other people. idk, I'm just getting some feelings out. I wish there was a way I could tell her "hey don't talk about money like this with me" without coming off as a huge jag. it's not like it's off the table, it's just the way she talks about it.

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wexpyke · 5 months

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this past year has actually been so crazy, like… it started with me taking a long, proper break from my MA thesis, which turned into me finally admitting i shouldn’t have chosen this degree and i’m incapable of finishing it at this current moment in time. maybe (hopefully) i’ll do it at some point in the future, when i feel better, but we’ll see. i just can’t force myself, because that’s only ever had a negative impact.

i’ve also had to come to terms with how much of an impact the crippling loneliness i experienced for the vast majority of 2020, 2021, and 2022 has had on me. i’m not really in a place yet where i can fix it, which is incredibly frustrating because i so badly want to fix it. it still affects me to this day and no one in my environment seems to truly understand it.

tried to get back into my old hobbies, like reading, writing, and messing around in photoshop. mostly succeeded, for about half the year.

in june i lost my dog whom i love(d) more than i can describe. we only had him for a year, but he was my fucking rock. he was the reason i got out of bed in the morning, the reason i managed to drag my ass outside and go for a proper walk in the woods & by the seaside, and the reason i smiled every day. i still miss him so much.

i attended my sister’s wedding, went on a disastrous holiday with my bf, and we chose to adopt a new dog. taking care of him has been a lot. “i love you, but god, at what cost?!” has been my main feeling towards him for the past few months. i’ve had moments where i want to pull my hair out in frustration because of him, but i also love him so much. it’s been confusing.

for the past few months i’ve been half-assing (if not quarter-assing) finding a job, because there’s nothing in our kind of rural, small town i think i’d actually enjoy, and because of my mental health, i know i need to find something i’ll enjoy or i might ***.

had the worst birthday in recent memory. just, god. wish i could forget.

visited dublin with my bf. spent some time with his family. worried about ronan (our puppy) a lot.

oh! had a fucking breast cancer scare. and a terrible experience with the health care system here, again! had one in may too. so that’s great! that’s definitely making me want to reach out to them to try to see if i can get a referral for therapy!

just a week or two ago i got into the biggest fight i’ve ever been in with my sister, which ruined the family holiday and almost could’ve ended our relationship altogether. we talked it out after a few days and we’re all good now, but it was an insanely stressful week that was so incredibly emotionally draining. cannot emphasise enough how tired i still am from it all.

christmas was weird because of it. had some good food and wine, though, and got some nice presents.

finished my theon fic exchange fic, somehow. i hadn’t written anything since my dog died, because i fully lost all of my motivation to write and my enjoyment in writing. i enjoyed writing it. hopefully i’ll be able to get back into writing again.

read 13 books this year. my goal was 15. i really want to get back into reading, but alas. started the wheel of time series, though, so maybe that will help. reading all of those would already almost complete my goal for next year, lol.

i hope next year will be kinder. i really need it to be. i know i’ll try my best to be kinder; to myself and to others.

#personal #tbd #.txt

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charsawdeath · 1 year

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"Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that" - FizzarOzzie (my-dark-lord)

Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that" - FizzarOzzie (my-dark-lord)

Ozzie confronts Blitzo aside and has a lil chat

Fizz isn't aware of anything, he's playing with his babies

(Imagine if you will, the two reconcile and become friends again slowly, now that you have that in there, BF Ozzie just wants to make sure Blitzo knows where he stands after all the damage he caused his Fizzy-Pop)

Chapter Text

"Thanks for the'a invite, Fizz!" I say as the door is answered.

"We're try'n the whole friends thing again so, why not?" He asks in that rough way he now spoke since the accident, no hint of malice to be heard.

I think privately to myself about living with a Sin and how it must be hard, sure Fizzarolli had robotic limbs but still-

Things would be hard to get to without them surely?

He got them refurbished, taken in for upgrades!

How did he do things then? All up to Ozzie alone? That didn't sound like Fizzarolli!

My question on this matter is answered however as he steps aside and lets me in.

He's holding open a door HIS size I now realize. This one cut out of the bigger one. He's standing on a doormat for an Imp. A larger one beneath it.

Around me I see different size items from couches to chairs to books, to pillows, hell, as I'm being led in further, Fizz shows me where the toilet is. A toilet OUR SIZE!

But my mystified wonder comes to a halt as soon as the Sin himself steps into the living room of the home and stands back a bit, watching his partner leading me along the main part of their house.

"There's my handsome Rooster~" He announces and prances over towards the Embodiment of Lust.

He's absolutely MINUSCULE compared to the Sinner, could easily be crushed in a hand yet-

He's scooped up carefully into those huge fluffy blue arms of his and tenderly clucked at, purred to, and peppered with kisses until the Imp in his arms points me out with a spark in his eyes.

"You remember Blitzo, right Daddy?"

I kinda wished I could fall into a hole right about now as his partner looks in my direction and all six eyes turn cold and hard!

I gulp and smile lightly, hand up to wave hello.

"The babies are done with their bath, Mommy~" He returns instead, turning back to Fizzarolli still in his arms.

'Babies?'

I knew Fizz was intersex but..

He couldn't have actually WANTED kids, right?

"Thanks, Ozzie~" Fizz chitters happily before getting off his partner's large shoulders and calls over his shoulder, "I'll bring them out!" Then hurries to another room, leaving me with King Asmodeus alone in the living room.

I speak up first, trying to sound genuinely happy, "Sooooo, you and Fizz have babies, hu? Congratulations!"

But my tail curls between my legs as I back up, the large Sinner towering over me with a single menacing step forward.

"Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that!"

I need not ask what he meant-

All these years apart and it was finally being seen through together after a major change of lifestyles!

I dare never say anything like that again, I really did miss my old best friend!

"You have my word, Ozz-"

"And it's Asmodeus to you, little limp dick Imp!" He hisses before leaning back upwards, towering over me in another way just as Fizz comes back with a pile of fly/dogs following him excitedly.

"You caught us during bathtime~" Fizz explains, smiling as three of the five dogs spin around him, one in his arms and the last coming up to me like he could take me out, barking and growling like crazy.

"That one is Boner~"

I deadpan.

Reaaaaaaaally?

"These three are Bondage, Cuffs, and Lube~"

I can't even!

"And that one's name is, let me guess, Sex, Cum, Thrust, Musk-"

"Queef!"

Queeeeeef?

"A rescue from Pride Ring~"

He holds of the dog/fly and baby talks it, snout to its own, "Ya he's very attached, very sensitive~"

He turns the dog so's I can see him better and I flinch.

It looked like it had been shot in the fucking head!

"Ya, his old owner basically tried to kill him cause he was 'too annoying', well I don't think he is, right Ozzie?"

The dog had half a face! It twitched and shook like a leaf! Its eye was HUGE with fear as it looked my why but softened when Fizz cradled him close and kissed his remaining ear.

"Fizz-Bubble was the first person this little guy ever neared and so we got him then and there~" Asmodeus purrs, leaning down and getting swamped by the rest of the dog/flies.

"You always were good at attracting people who needed someone, Fizz!" I confide and he side eyes me.

I see him smile slightly but gain no thanks or response.

Instead he holds up Queef and says proudly, "Blitzo, these are mine and Ozzie's babies~"

#queef #Valentino's dog #written #my work #ao3 #fizzmodeus #fizzozzie #helluva boss fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss blitzo #hinted blitzo/Fizz #helluva boss #prompt

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bisluthq · 6 months

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Do you think near the end of their relationship Joe was using her for money and connections/favors for people etc. ? He doesn’t seem like the type to but he certainly did take advantage of all that right until the end, even if the people around her probably would’ve suspected that because that’s the most obviously reason why he would stay all that time while no longer loving her and giving nothing

I mean… no I don’t think that lmfao because they specifically co-wrote a song about how he’s not expecting shit from her? How was he taking advantage of her?

guys like joe def sucked at the end but you don’t need to make up fanfic for how he sucked. It seems like he just… sucked lol like a regular person who’d gotten over his relationship but couldn’t seemingly figure out an exit strategy.

idk ok storytime not about me but about friends of ours. They’ve been together like 3.5-4ish years and moved in together veeeeery early because of the pandemic right like they met just before that and when lockdown happened moved in because she had just arrived back in town and had unstable living arrangements and he offered for her to pull in. Since I’ve known them, they’ve always had some issues lol. They have quite different takes on like the world and the future and different lifestyle takes - she’s a free spirit type who has been on like 6 month solo backpacking adventures into the Georgian mountains and doing homestays in rural Turkey and all sorts of stuff. He’s in finance. She’s a vegetarian who’d happily subsist on salads and cous cous, he is a foodie who loves a good steak like full on ethically sourced wagyu vibes that he wants to cook to rare perfection and she won’t eat. She’s done ayahausca but has never tried ❄️ and he’s… in finance lol. They love each other but there are issues there.

Recently she’s much more miserable - and fwiw he seems to be too like last time the four of us had dinner he kept snapping at her and was a bit rude to her all night, we felt a bit awkward especially because it was our first post dog outing and we were in a big lavender haze era and like touching under the table and made out in the car before we drove home and they seemed like they really truly could barely tolerate one another. Big yikes vibes.

She’s also told me like at the beginning, he told her he wants to get married and she’d actually never wanted that but he was so insistent that she came around to the idea. And now… he’s not marrying her. He says he doesn’t wanna anymore and doesn’t see the point. She is ok not getting married but him changing his mind is what hurts because he made that a MUST and then she had to come round to it and then he was like “no I don’t think I wanna” which kinda seems more like he doesn’t want to do it with HER and ofc it hurts. Neither of them seem happy, but neither of them seem to have the guts to leave. There is no exit strategy in place. That’s how a lot of ltr wind up, and tbh I do think they’ll eventually break up, and no I don’t think it’ll be dramatic and Joever really just seems like that? We don’t need to make him into a masterminding villain or a cheater because it genuinely doesn’t seem like he was one - he just sucked lol like my friend is currently sucking. And she’s sucking too because she finds him annoying and gets resentful and talks shit with her friends (like me) and he’s quite high above the whole scene because my bf asked him if everything was okay and he was like “sure, everything’s fine” but then he was pointedly rude to her at dinner so clearly he’s not yk happy. But he’s also not leaving and I can’t see it ending in the next few months even like I give this another year or two.

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