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iridescentscarecrow · 5 months

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what frustrates me about fandom interpretations of makima as a one note Source of evil, apart from the fact that the manga itself refutes this, is that her character haunts and ties together so much of part two that it's impossible to fully understand without understanding her.

makima isn't ever a unilateral antagonistic force. she's an agent of the institutional evil that looms over all of CSM. she's in as much a commentary on gender and performance of gender as denji is.

and fjmt in part two enacts the "haunting the narrative" trope in such an interesting manner because you see flashes of makima in every female character. you see elements of her diluted into, most visibly, the characters of asa, nayuta and fumiko.

in asa, i see makima in that yearning for connection. i see her in the way that asa herself is fundamentally unable to approach the relationship of equals that she so desperately desires, partly due to her own social awkwardness but also because of yoru's threat: everyone she gets close to turns into a weapon. the fundamental inequality to human relationships that makima is unable to overcome.

during the aquarium date, you see asa echo makima again and again in lines that evoke makima's purposing of denji. that weaponising. "i'll grant you any request / save me chainsaw man! / you don't have to think about a thing."

and her connection with denji also founds itself upon this. yoshida talks to asa about parasocial relationships -- rerendering makima's idealisation of the CSM in how asa sees denji as a love interest. asa and denji parallel each other so organically in their gendered suppression and portrusion of desire. it's a punctuation of denji's search for intimacy that's mirrored by makima's in part one. exploring how asa is different from makima is perhaps the most intriguing part of this reflection though: an example being the way asa overthinks her outfit for her date with denji while makima seamlessly models herself into an Effortless woman.

[it's not like asa borrows just from makima. for example, there are things to be said about the way she views her Body (as compared with reze and quanxi) but examining how mkm's character bleeds into asaden is quite compelling.]

nayuta being the most visible remnant of what makima was is also interesting because makima herself appears so little in nayuta beyond the surface. nayuta's role as the control devil is hinted at frequently as is her appearance resembling makima's

but her and denji's dynamic more often echoes the hayakawa family and pochita than anything else. consider: aki giving up his goal (his 'easy revenge' that he finally sees for what it is) for the sake of his family, that warmth of blood and platonic bodily intimacy that power embodies--

it's all referenced to again with nayuta and denji, in direct panel callbacks and the plot itself! nayuta is The Family that makima constructs for denji in part one to pull him along the plot she prepares. i'm thinking about how makima is an allegory for capitalism. and what the family unit means in a capitalistic structure. the propagation of an ideal that hinges on birth and descendancy, about narrative and reproduction of narrative, about how nayuta births herself from makima and denji's relationship.

and this is also why nayuta herself exerts so much control over denji in the plot, as well as why she's used as a piece to control him. in part one, family was used to create the Chainsaw Man from denji. in part two, it's used to make denji abandon the Chainsaw Man, this icon that the church and the public now take possession of. [something something alienation of the worker from the product. from the collective. from the self.]

fumiko is perhaps the hardest to pin down here because her role evolves as the fandomisation of the Chainsaw Man evolves too. in fact, as a denji fan, she represents not just makima but multiple people who see something in and want something from denji! (think of how she references reze in her highlighting how denji is just a child; how reze uses her commentary on denji to engage with her Self. it's fandomisation,,, and what is makima but Chainsaw Man's fan?)

fumiko most obviously calls back to these wants and their conceptualisation of denji in the raw sexual violence that the events in the theater scene moving into the karaoke scene embody. the undercurrent of sa that runs through p1 and p2 is brought to the forefront in this scene -- denji falling back into these cycles of abuse, him slipping into habitating the wants of others (his initial horrified expression and then his grin during the fight. his initial inner monologue and then the cut to him licking the tentacle.)

so much of CSM rests on this fandom of denji, this theme of what production and idealisation means, one you can trace through fjmt's body of work. and this fandom reaches its crescendo in p2. what's even more interesting about fumiko is her pathos under this layer. her seeing denji as denji at some level but in the end, her handling of him is so selfish. her echoing makima's uninhibited laughter at the horror of denji's situation, her predatory cruelty. denji simultaneously humanised and dehumanised through her fandom.

fjmt's characters exist as foils, as parallels and ideas. makima's character has such a stranglehold over part one and these ideas run over into part two naturally -- as a consequence of denji being a reciever of these themes, but also deliberately in fjmt evoking the Thing that is makima repetitively -- to underscore the forever re emerging structure that denji and now asa are trapped in. the same structure that makima produced and was simultaneously caged by.

#csm #also ahaha this was written pre csm 150 and then they drop those lines on family. okay. sooo good #chainsaw man #denji #makima #asa mitaka #csm part 2 #huuge thanks to my friend wingdings banger thoughts on fumiko #crow.txt #csm meta #csm 150

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sparksetfire · 2 months

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| POLLY'S WARDROBE | S1 | S2 | S3 |

"Much of her pain in that breakdown is due to embarrassment, Polly tries to be someone she isn't, which is more embarrassing than when a relationship doesn't work out. That adventure was supposed to usher in the 'New Polly', one that was going to be accepted as part of society. The whole thing was shaming." - Helen Mccrory

Thoughts under the cut:

For a season that harbours a lot of iconic looks for Polly, I actually found this the hardest one to scour for these gifs. For the most part Polly can wear the same outfit for a whole episode, which makes sense partly because there's less time skipping but also since this change in style suggests these outfits are mostly new, and she doesn't have many like it. I think it's key this season to look at Polly's outfits because it's when she is most concerned with how she presents herself to society. It's a great difference from season 2 - her hair is cut and it's conservative, there are more muted colours and grays introduced, but with only subtle patterns unlike her monochromatic suits in season 1. Speaking of suits, they're nowhere to be found, another hint of her efforts at conformity. Her necklaces and extravagant jewelry pieces, proudly displayed in season 2 and tied to her heritage like the Black Madonna, are notably absent. While she still looks stunning, the personality once presented in her style is gone. It's also particularly incredible to note the method of taking a knife to the painting and the fact that she runs up to it barefoot. It echoes the Polly we've seen in previous and future seasons with her blades, and how "Young she is, when she's barefoot on the cobbles". It screams of how this is her taking back her old self, her true self, destroying what she thought she could be and being devastated by the reality, reluctantly yet instinctively embracing it.

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m-writes-stories · 7 months

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The Kansas City Couple Part 1

Takes Place During the Off Season (Mid-February to May)

Word Count: 878 words

Warnings: talk about a car accident (I think that is it please let me know if I forgot something)

Interviewer: Welcome to the new NFL based Documentary: “The Kansas City Couple.” This is a documentary about Y/N and Travis Kelce. Travis mostly got his fame during the 2020 season in which the Kansas City Chiefs won Super Bowl LIV. But the couple got the eye of the public in 2022 when Y/N posted on her Tik Tok talking about the couple’s relationship.

Y/N: Hi, my name is Y/N Kelce. In 2022 for Travis and I’s anniversary I made a slide show, and I posted part of it on tik tok. And let's just say it blew up. The video was just about how Travis and I have been friends since 2nd grade. And ever since then we have been inseparable since. Travis and I have, like I said, been friends since 2nd grade. We kinda, not really, started dating our freshman year of high school. But we were really just best friends. Our junior year, we officially started dating but it was off and on. After Christmas that year we were together and stayed together for a year. Until January of our senior year when I got in a car accident and that put a barrier between Travis and I. But we got back together in April before we graduated. Then we went to college together. And since the end of our sophomore year, of college,we have lived together. Travis and I got married in 2017, after what felt like forever of telling people it was at some point gonna happen.

Travis: I told people forever that I was gonna propose. But I never thought the time was right. I finally proposed at Christmas in 2015. I decided that it was time and she said yes. We have been together for 15 years and 5 months. When people hear that we were high school sweethearts they always say that we will get divorced soon, but that still hasn’t happened and it won’t happen. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don’t think that I would be able to function as a NFL player without her. She makes sure my bag is packed each week. I pick my outfits but she checks my bag.

Interviewer: Has she had to bring things to the games that you have forgotten?

Travis: Oh 1000%. I’m pretty sure she brought extra socks at the first home game last season. She is my lifeline, she makes sure I don’t get fired.

Y/N: I brought his jersey to him one time. That he was 100% sure that he wouldn’t forget. I think I bring him something for each home game. I don’t check his bag as thoroughly for home games. For away games I spend like 2 hours checking his bag the night before he leaves. And then like another hour and a half before he leaves. I literally check every pocket and pouch, everything.

Interviewer: What would you say is the worst part about the off season?

Travis: I would say mine is the fact that I don't really have an off season. I’m still studying film. I do routine workouts. My brain is still focused on football even if we aren’t actively practicing or playing.

Y/N: I would say mine is that it feels super short. Cause it isn’t really that great of a time. Because it is like 4 months long. Which like Travis said, isn’t really an off time. It’s probably more chaotic than the actual season. Well, training camp is the most chaotic. And not just cause Travis is doing things, but I also have to get ready for the next season, basically right after the superbowl. We do as much work as we can in the off season: like work on the house, charity work, cleaning as much as possible. Because we all know I have the hardest time keeping the house clean during the season.

Travis: Yeah, like Y/N said, we don’t have a lot of time during the season for bigger projects or things we need to do. And so the off season is the best time to do that. So it makes it hard for us to really have down time. We spend a lot of time during training camp apart so we spend the off season doing projects together.

Interviewer: What is your favorite part about a game?

Travis: Besides doing what I love… I love being able to see Y/N in the stands. We spent a long time trying out different seats at Arrowhead. Trying to find the seat we can see each other the best. And we finally did. And now it makes me the happiest. Especially when I get a touchdown or a good catch and I look up and see her sitting there..

Y/N: You're gonna make me cry. My favorite part is seeing him do his favorite thing. Seeing him play and live out his dream of playing in the NFL. I remember being in high school and he always told me that he would play his heart out in the NFL for me. And now he is.

Interviewer: Alright, the next time you will see this amazing couple will be during Training Camp.

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A/N: Ok? How do we feel is it exciting? Do we like it? Give me feedback please!

Love, M

#travis kelce fanfic #travis kelce #travis kelce x reader #kansas city chiefs

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 9 months

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Hellooooo i wanted to ask what jeff, toby, nina and ben with a reader with 🍒 strech marks and if your not comfortable thats okay! You can do strech marks in genral!

Ive just been rlly insecure about mine😭

(Also i have no ideas about anons but can i be 🪸 anon if its open?)

Hello! I wouldn't say i was made uncomfortable by this request, rather, i feel like i wanted to kind of open up this ask to a wider audience! So i did end up just doing stretch marks in general. I would also like to say that I am very excited to write for Nina!! She's such an icon <333

Also, yes, 🪸 is open!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

Jeff is the type of guy to find stretch marks incredibly attractive

When you are cuddling, he runs his fingers across the marks

If he can, he will kiss them as well

Whenever he greets you, say, if he was coming home from a mission, he would kiss your lips, and run his ands across the areas your stretch marks are on

Finding out that you are insecure about your stretch marks genuinely shocks him

Like wdym the stretch marks are the best part

But if it makes you uncomfortable, he will stop publicly giving you affection to those spots

That won't stop him from trying his hardest to convince you that your stretch marks are amazing

If you wear clothing that shows off your marks, he will ~strangely~ become more physically affectionate

It gets him so excited when you are confident to show off your body, but again, if you aren't the type of person to show off your body, he obviously won't be bothered by that

The way he sees it, you are the most gorgeous person on the planet and seeing you so insecure about something that he thinks is wonderful about you makes him sad

And so, whenever you're insecure, he will always assure you that he's here for you and that he will absolutely support you so that you feel comfortable in your skin

He also likes to bite them IM SO SORRY

Nina

Personally, I feel like she'd be indifferent to your stretch marks

She's more of a personality person anyways, so she genuinly won't notice your insecurities unless you tell her about them

When you do tell her about them though, she will go out of her way to hype you up

"OH MY GOODNESS Y/N YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL IN THAT OUTFIT I LOVE YOU!!"

"Isn't my partner soooo beautiful and perfect? They're so special, I just wanna squish them until their eyes pop out of their sockets <333"

"BABY. IM GOING TO EAT YOU"

She definetly experiences cute aggression

I bet you couldn't guess

She is a bit of a loudmouth, so if you want her to simmer down about it, she would try her best but in the end, she just needs to share her love for you with the world

I think the most low-key she can get is occassionally she will squeal when she sees you, and sometimes she will lick your face

No, i will not elaborate

She's gonna do whatever you wanna do when it comes to comfort

Wanna hide them? She's got the concealer

Wanna embrace them? She will literally worship you until you are all flustered and embarassed, giggling and begging her to stop

Just want some lighthearted comfort? She will sit in your lap and look into your eyes lovingly, kissing your nose occasionally and laying on your shoulder the rest of the time

Toby

He's so wholesome with it, bless him

He's absolutely the type of gyy to give your marks little nicknames

Bearclaws, Tiger marks, etc

He understands being insecure about them, as he is a very insecure person himself

And so, when you tell him about your insecurities he will comfort you in the way he likes to be comforted

He will hold you protectively, keeping his nose buried in your sweet smelling hair, and rubbing small circles around the marks

If you aren't in the mood to be held, he will lay on his stomach in between your legs, tracing the marks and counting them

Or if you just want to be distracted from your body, he will turn on some calm music, and ramble all his thoughts to you as you rub his head

Publicly he doesn't do much with your stretch marks

He doesn't want you to be embarrassed

If you want him to show more public affection to your marks, you'll have to tell him

He will oblige happily, of course

He will come up behind you, place his hands pn your hips and sway the both of you side to side, whispering into your ear how beautiful you are, how happy you make him, how much he loves you, etc

Definitely the best out of the list to have for comfort

BEN

Like Jeff, he finds stretch marks to be very attractive

Though, he understands if you are insecure about them

He teases you about it (lovingly)

"But baby they're so hot! What do you mean you hate them??"

"Aww come on, you're gonna deny me your full beauty?"

Most of the time, you will have to tell him about your insecurities whilst he plays a video game

He's listening, i promise, he just refuses to not play video games

If you are in a really sad mood though, he'll pause the game, and rotate the chair over to look at you

He'll beckon you over with a "c'mere", and as you stand in front of him, he will hug you and rest his chin on your lower stomach, looking up at you with a smile and kissing your hipbones

He'll talk to you softly, asking if you wanna sit with him

And as you sit on his lap, he continues to play his game, bragging to everyone on vc how gorgeous his partner is

He absolutely gets trolled for being a simp, but he knows you need it and above all, wants you to be happy

Publicly, he will also brag to people about how beautiful you are

Especially to Jeff since he sees him the most

"Oh my god dude, PLEASE shut up"

"You're just jealous you don't have a partner that's literally the most gorgeous person to ever exist. It's understandable, really. I mean, i know i would be"

"*stressed jeff noises*"

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ynscrazylife · 1 year

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could you write any fanfics or headcannons about the avengers doing family stuff? like going shopping altogether? with a the reader being the daughter of tony stark and something like y/n!stark x peter parker? just fluff

Domestic Avengers Would Include . . .

It would be difficult to get all the Avengers to go shopping at once but where there’s a will, there’s a way

The hardest to convince would probably be Natasha and Bucky but they love you, so they’d join you anyway

You and Wanda would take forever in the changing rooms (forcing Peter and Vision to hold all your stuff)

Thor would go straight for the food court, marveling at all the Midgardian food

Tony would probably go to any of the tech or expensive stores

Nat would browse and window shop with Steve and Bruce

Sam and Bucky would get into some fight and would nearly be kicked out

By the time you get to the court room, Thor would have all different kinds of food and candies

(Peter has to literally drag you away from the candy at a certain point)

I think this just goes to show that if you give them the chance, the Avengers are really a family and can be domestic

They all look after each other, but especially of you and Peter

Natasha, Wanda, and Carol are like older sisters/aunts, Steve, Bruce, Thor, Vision, and Clint are like uncles, and Sam and Bucky are like older brothers

Wanda always cooks. She and Pepper would teach you how to cook

The team all fight over Wanda’s cooking

At first, Steve tried to teach you how to drive

It did not work out

Next, Nat tried to teach you

(You nearly crashed into someone that day)

Finally, Bruce taught. He’s pretty chill so it worked out

The Avengers would also help you with homework. Nat has experience with helping Clint’s kids after-all

You go down to the lab to get Tony, Bruce, and Peter’s help for math

Steve and Bucky for history

Steve would def help with art (hc he’s an artist)

Carol would help with any space related classes like Astronomy

Vision would check your grammar and punctuation and spelling (he’d edit your essays)

GOING PROM SHOPPING WITH THE AVENGERS IS CHAOTIC

they all insist on seeing yours and Peter’s outfits and everyone has an opinion

(Your wedding day will be so much worse)

Wanda almost buries you with the amount of outfits she picks out

And they get so many freaking pictures

It’s a little insane how many pictures they insist on taking

“We need one of Peter opening the door.” “We need one of Y/N coming down the stairs.” “Clint, you’re in the background, move!”

They send you off in a limo paid by Tony

You and Peter have such a sweet and fun night

They’d also definitely go to your graduation

Tony pulled some strings to get all the Avengers tickets but finding seats next to each other was a challenge

They clap and cheer the loudest

And take you out for the best ice cream

Okay okay but . . . Movie nights

Sam insists on popcorn from the movies, forcing Steve to go out and get a million bags of popcorn

Everyone takes turns choosing movies

(That backfires when Bruce chooses a nature documentary and everyone revolts)

BLANKET FORTS

SLEEPOVERS IN THE LIVING ROOM

(Which you have to force everyone to do)

Going out on the roof and Star gazing

Which means you had to force Tony and Bruce to build you a telescope

It’s worth it though

The Avengers just being the best, most supportive family you could ask for

THERES SO MUCH LOVE THERE

❤️❤️❤️

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helshollowhalls · 9 months

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I have some thoughts. On Mysta's graduation. And the current state of Nijisanji in general.

At the end of the day, I am not surprised. I expected someone else to graduate first, hell I even expected Niji to keep more of an iron grip on their money makers aka Luxiem in order to milk them for more cash, but I digress.

Mysta is graduating and it only goes to show that their 'money first, talent... third? last?' approach comes back to bite them in the arse. This might be the potential wakeup call for everyone who has yet to realize that the entire English branch of Nijisanji is crumbling away in record time because of the absolutely abysmal talent management and treatment of the livers.

I refrained from speculating who would be the next ones to graduate after Nina - simply because I will leave that job to the anonymous leakers on the site/platform that shall not be named here. Apparently Shu and Vox were brought up as the potential next people to graduate (this is according to a recent Depressed Nousagi stream but he didn't show any screenshots so take that with a massive bucket of salt.) Mysta was allegedly also mentioned down the line, but he seemingly wasn't the first choice.

Honestly, if you think about it the entirety of Luxiem must be so done mentally. They didn't know what to expect when they signed up to become Nijisanji's first male English-speaking Vtuber group. They waltz onto the scene, explode in popularity all over the world out of nowhere basically and suddenly they're Niji EN's favorite child. The company is milking them for all they have because OH BOI do they rake in the cash - not to mention from a target audience that was completely ignored before in the EN corporate sphere - female viewers.

In a lot of things the boys weren't given any choice. Jazz On The Clock? The first ever second unit song in Niji EN ever and it was released even before their anniversary. With Luxiem being the fourth EN wave in total it felt a little counterintuitive - Wouldn't they start another potential wave of unit songs with LazuLight, their first wave? Well, now that Light Me Up is out and Pomu talked about the entire fiasco of LazuLight basically fighting management tooth and nail to be allowed a second unit song, I think most of us can guess how things are going at Anycolor. And in case you're not entirely convinced, just look at the amount of Luxiem merch Niji has put out compared to any other EN wave.

It's not just JotC, but their anniversary/irl Japan meetup stream as well. That stream was something that personally really rubbed me the wrong way because it felt very inauthentic. It felt like the five of them were just shoved into a room at the Niji HQ to play Smash and do some batsus while the executives and managers proceeded to lock the doors and breath down their necks for the entirety of the stream. The stream had a very different feel to it - Comparing it to other Luxiem collab streams or even other anniversary streams. Management didn't consider it necessary to order Obsydia or Ethyria to Japan and record their anniversary streams at the Niji HQ - Well, that would be because none of them make the company as much sweet sweet cash as Luxiem - Closest would maybe be Selen. And even she has been public about the management fuck-ups - I am talking about her outfit design contest here, of course.

But back to Luxiem. I don't follow them as closely as I used to in the beginning, infact I am only subscribed to Shu out of the five, so let's start from here.

The entire wave collectively tweeted very salty and sarcastic remarks about the official announcement of the EN 3D Live Concert being "postponed due to COVID" earlier this year. But out of all of them, it seemingly hit Shu the hardest. I noticed that he was streaming less and less, infact he still isn't streaming as much as he used to.

Ike... oh boi, where do I even begin. Judging from his spontaneous irl hangout with Vox recently and the amount of projects he has been involved in as a vocal mixer, not to mention his two recent songs of which one is an original, this man seems to be working 30 hours a day and is stressed to the max.

Mysta made his personal situation and his ongoing burnout/lack of goals to work towards very clear in his graduation announcement stream, so I won't go into detail.

Vox has also been streaming less frequently. During the course of his employment at Nijisanji he got diagnosed with ADHD and PTSD (I believe), started therapy and medication, had a panic attack during an ASMR stream, started new projects and also some personal issues in his private life to deal with.

I have to be honest about Luca - I don't really know anything about what is going on with him apart from the fact that he planned to move again and got a puppy.

In conclusion, I could see reasons for anyone of them graduating anytime soon. Management isn't treating them well - Management isn't treating anyone in EN well, it seems - and at some point that fact doesn't warrant staying with the company anymore. Plus, money isn't really an issue for any of them at this point I assume - Especially Vox and Mysta. Both of them have enough money to fulfill their potential aspirations as indies or under another agency or manager.

Infact, apart from a couple of livers I can see anyone graduating next because of how Nijisanji handles things.

Some may argue that it all started going downhill when they kicked Yugo or when Zaion got terminated - Regardless of what you think, at the end of the day, the entire branch is seemingly falling apart right in front of us and Nijisanji's reputation is tanking, especially with the English-speaking fanbase, while Hololive idly sits by and watches the drama unfold.

The consequences of Mysta leaving and the message it sends about Nijisanji and how they treat their livers can't be understated.

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poetryandfluffycats · 1 month

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Confessions

A/N: this was meant to be for a request but I went off the rails a bit, hope you all still enjoy! I also tried something new with the photo on the top, not sure if I like it

Pairing: Tsukasa Suou x fem!reader

Warnings: none, just wholesome bliss, arashi has screentime

Content: The press has been obsessed with your friendship with Tsukasa lately, which is crazy. Your crush was completely one-sided!... right?

Words: 1.6k

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"So, how's your boyfriend?"

Arashis words nearly gave you a heart attack. You whipped your head around, staring dumbfounded at the blond woman as she raised her eyebrows at you. The two of you were in the Knights dressing room putting some last minute additions onto a new outfit for their next performance. They had asked you to help Arashi sew the puffs onto the sleeves since most of the members were busy, which you had happily obliged to. Who wouldn't want to hang out with Arashi? You were starting to regret your decision.

"B-boyfriend!?" You stuttered out, your face turning as red as a tomato. "Who are you talking about?"

The model rolled her eyes. "Don't be coy with me, I see the way you look at him! You can trust me, I won't tell~" She leaned over to you, resting her chin on your shoulder. "I can just see it now, Knights king and queen of the stage! Tsukasa Suou and (name) (last name)!"

You shoved her way, a very obvious pout on your face-although you tried to hide it. Of course she was talking about Tsukasa. Anyone with a brain would be able to figure out your little crush. It wasn't your fault, he was just so cute! And strong, and so talented! He was the most amazing person in the world-

Dear lord, you had it bad.

"We're not dating! He's a friend, nothing more" You lied through your teeth knowing damn well Arashi could see right through you. Turning your head back to your handiwork, you continued to stitch the sleeve, trying your hardest to ignore the eyes burning into you.

She let out an over-dramatised sigh, standing up from her place on the floor and skipping over to her bag, rummaging through the contents. "Fine, don't tell me! I already have my evidence"

Evidence? What on earth was she on about? From out of the corner of your eye you could see her pulling out a magazine, probably some sort of student-issued gossip rag. The kind that published complete bullshit about the ES idols just to get a quick buck. There was no possible way there was any reliable 'evidence' that you were dating Tsukasa anywhere, especially not in there.

"Here! You two made the front page!" Arashi slammed the magazine down in front of you, a cocky grin on her face.

Your blood ran cold at the grainy image on the front cover. It was from the day you and the redhead had gone out for cake together, and it was angled in a way that made it look as if the two of you were kissing. But that wasn't what had happened at all, it was a simply platonic meet up! Or at least, you thought so? Maybe you should have kissed him? Would he be a good kisser?-

Shit, stay focused (name)!

"I-its just pointless gossip! This isn't even real proof, anyone who thinks so is delusional" You huffed, pushing the magazine away and trying your best to hide the bright red blush that covered your face.

Arashi let out a "Humph!" and pushed the paper back over to you, flipping the page over to another article. "You're missing the best part, they got more"

"More!?" You shrieked, snatching the paper out of the blonds hand, nearly crumpling it in the progress.

The second page was littered with more photos of the two of you. Some taken from Knights live shows, some from public appearances at events, even some taken from within the Knights training room. How this person got their hands on those, you had no idea. The main one that stood out to you however, was a picture from a party that had taken place a few weeks ago. It was zoomed in on you and Tsukasa dancing together, both of you smiling like dorks with crazy blushes on your cheeks.

The headline that accompanied the image just made it all worse.

"Knights star seen getting frisky on the dancefloor!"

Frisky? Frisky!? Were they trying to imply that the two of you had been sleeping together? Sure, you liked the guy, but come on! You'd probably pass out if you so much as held his hand, to even think about doing anything more intimate made you want to jump off a building.

"This is absurd, who would believe this? Its not even true!" You tried to sound calm and collected but it came out more as a flustered whine.

"Oh I know, the media is just horrible aren't they?" The model said in mock sympathy, a shit-eating grin still stuck to her face. "Horrible for you, that is. I'm loving every minute of it"

You scoffed, throwing the magazine back at the girl, only narrowly missing her face. "Go back to work, Narukami, we're not talking about this!"

"Okay, okay! But, you have to tell me. Are those rumours true? Is it true he has a really nice-"

"NARU!"

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That conversation with Arashi still hadn't left your mind by the next day when you were sat in the training room, watching the members of Knights practice their new choreography. You were there to help out and give tips on how to improve, but you couldn't help but feel a little distracted by a certain someone.

Screw that, you were very distracted.

The way he moved so gracefully with each step, how his small but defined muscles tensed up and glistened with sweat, the way he panted softly and how his hair fell out of place-he was perfect. You were a woman possessed, using every ounce of willpower you had to not run up and kiss him right then and there.

You wondered, would he be a good kisser? Would he taste sweet, like the cakes he chose to eat? Or would he taste salty from the sweat that accumulated on his face? How would he kiss? Slow and passionate? Rough and sloppy? Would he take the lead, or would he be more submissive? You wouldn't mind him either way, just as long as you got to hold him and feel his soft, warm skin against yours-

"(name)? Are you okay? Everyone else left already"

Your fantasises were interpreted by a concerned Tsukasa, who was now standing in front of you with a towel wrapped around his neck. The training room behind him was completely empty, leaving only you and the man you had been ogling over for the past half hour. You shook the blush from your cheeks as you stood up to gather your things. Was there a way to say "sorry I spaced out, I was thinking about kissing you" that didn't sound creepy and stalker-like? Probably not.

"Y-yeah! Fine, I'm fine!" You chirped, although it most likely sounded more like a high-pitched stutter. "You must have lots of things to do, right? I won't keep you, good job today!"

Nice. Not suspicious at all.

You turned on your heel, making a beeline for the door. If you didn't get out of that room you just knew you would end up saying something stupid and ruin everything.

Just before you could reach your sweet exit, however, a firm hand grasped onto your wrist, pulling you away from your escape route. You spun around, now finding yourself mere inches away from the redhead, close enough that you could feel his breath hitting your face. A cute blush dusted his cheeks, those big purple eyes staring deep into yours. He was so cute, too cute. He could ask to pull your teeth and you'd still think he was cute.

"Wait, (name), before you go" He paused, releasing his hold on you and clasping his hand together in front of him "I have a confession to make"

A confession? Was this it? Had the moment finally arrived? Was he going to confess his undying love to you and sweep you off your feet? Maybe he was asking you out on a date?-

"Augh! This is so embarrassing! But I-I must get this off my chest!" He cried out, cupping his face in his hands to hide his ever-growing blush. "I've read those articles about us and..."

"And?" You urged him on.

"(name), I think you're the prettiest girl in the world! And I think you're so kind, so wonderful and so talented! Please, I'd be honored if you were to accompany me on a romantic outing-I mean a date! I would like to take you out on a date"

Tsukasa bowed down before you, his face so red it rivaled his hair and legs shaking so hard that he nearly toppled over. After hearing his little speech, you felt as if you had died and gone to heaven. He liked you back, the king of the stage liked you back! Your mind spun at million miles per hour as you tried to think of a decent response. There were so many things you wanted to say all at once that you couldn't find a way to string them all into a coherent sentence.

So, instead of using words, you decided to show him how you felt.

Before the trembling boy could register your actions, you swiftly dropped down to his level and crashed your lips against his. Tsukasas body stiffened at the feeling, but slowly eased into kissing you back tenderly. It wasn't particularly elegant or long, but it got the message across. Pulling away from the kiss, you took in the sight of the now very flustered Tsukasa, his face beet-red and mouth hanging open like a fish out of water.

"I'd love to go on a date with you"

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idialover · 8 months

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!!NSFW!!!

My friends and I have a tradition of playing "does this character have sex" whenever we get into a new piece of media, because we always enjoy everything together, and today we spent a few hours discussing TWST charactrs. They found out that I now have a Tumblr blog and told me I should "post our very scientific findings for the interwebs" (Note that we are all between the ages of 16-17, so in the same age group as the characters)

Heartslabyul (general judgement): The virgin one

Riddle: no, and he somehow doesn't even know what sex is. You'd think he'd know with how much he studies about everything you learn in school, so even sex-ed but no, he doesn't know

Ace: gray area, no bitches respectfully, except maybe Deuce, but we couldn't agree on that, he would treat it as "it's just a prank bro, no homo"

Deuce: yeah, sure, I mean he's pretty okay looking, not often tho

Cater: he seems like he'd be a dicord kitten or an insta-thot, he tries but doesn't really succeed, maybe once or twice.

Trey: no, because he actually wears a fedora, unironically. "he's as bland as the flour he uses in his cakes"-my friend#2

Savanaclaw (general judgement): Gahdayumm!!

Leona: YES! absoulutley 100% just look at him, but he'd be one of those lazy tops, is very casual about it, there isn't a lot to say because it's just so obvious that he is 100% a sex haver

Ruggie: Hard to say, he has an Italian souding name so maybe no, he hasn't yet discovered that he can earn quite a lot of money that way, or maybe he has (we couldn't agree on this)

Jack: gay wolf boyfirend fantasy so yes, big buff man go brrrr

Octavinelle (general judgement): ehhhh, fish go brrr

Azul: this was a very hard one to decide but in the end no, no real reason just doesn't seem like he would have it, he's on that alpha buisness grindset

Jade: Yes becazse friend#1 said so (she's a strong Jade stan) and everyone decided to let her have this one, but everybody else generally thinks he is Asexual (friend#1 is also ace)

Floyd: yes, he is bisexual in wicked and scheming ways and everybody is aware of that. Chaos bi, him and Jade are two side of a coin, all or nothing. He flirts by messing with people, mostly Riddle but as I've already said Riddle has no idea what's going on and just thinks Floyd has it out for him

Scarabia (general judgement): This was the hardest one to discuss

Kalim: He is very lovable, but no, for unknown reasons, boy has 0 rizz

Jamil: yeah, ig, normal 17 year old guy, he isn't basic like Trey, but he just doesn't have time because of Kalim

Pomefiore (general judgement): slayyy!

Vil: Yes, and his standards are surprisingly not as high as you'd think, we got very heated about how people often mischaracterize him as a very vain but he just wants people to be themselves and best version of themselves. Good for cardio

Rook: yes, in freaky kinky ways (see Rook alchemy card) he sometimes has touble finding people who are into the same stuff as him

Epel: no, beacause he is an "alpha male" in the worst ways possible

Ignihyde (General judgement): you'd think they be reddit mods, but they actually tumblr sexymen

Idia: yes, he has that disheveled rizz, the more they look like they haven't left the house since 2015 the better. We stan broken men in this household(blog), only on halloween tho that's when his confidence get's a bit better and he becomes and active member of society

Ortho: he is a robot based on a young child! NO!

Diasomnia (General judgement): oooh spooky~~

Malleus: yeah sure

Silver: gray are (they demanded I make that pun, pls forgive me)

Lillia: He is the most slay character, an old vampire/fae obviously yes. He has a lot of experience, best sex haver he's so amazing, Lillia for the win

Sebek: no

Staff (general judgement): a very mixed bag

Crowley: someone somwhere slept with him, he is kinda usless but he gets laid, look at his vacation outfit

Crewel: Definetly, high standards but he is correct, he gets to have high standards, he is the perfect man, not a DILF but also not not one

Trein: yes, loyal to his wife (rip tho), good husband 10/10 would trust him, good man

Vargas: Yeah, he's a typical good looking guy, he has never had a long term relationship but he doesn't want one

Sam: We debated for a long time and decided that yes he does have sex

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avatar-anna · 1 year

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Family First

summary: reader feels alone during the holidays

part of this universe!

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“Come on, Simone, smile for Mommy!”

Y/n used her sweetest voice, but her daughter continued to cry. Setting her camera down, she sighed, rubbing away the dull throb forming at her temples.

Becoming a parent before she turned twenty was not part of Y/n’s five-year plan, or any plan, but now that she was a mother, she couldn’t think of any other way she wanted to be living her life. She loved her daughter, she loved her boyfriend, and despite the ups and downs of being a parent at such a young age, she thought she was handling it all fairly well. Well, as well as one could when your boyfriend/baby daddy spent his time all over the world performing for thousands of people and lived in a different corner of the world prior to their little bundle of joy coming into their lives.

But aside from that, motherhood was great.

Y/n tried to get Simone to calm down for the camera for a couple more minutes but eventually gave up when it was clear the infant was not having it. She'd wanted to have a cute little photoshoot to put on her and Harry's first ever Christmas card as a family. She always saw pictures of babies in cute holiday onesies or nestled in a little Christmas present or tangled in tree lights, and she thought that she could do something like that. Something a cute Pinterest mom could do.

Even if she was adjusting to her new life as a mother, it was by no means a walk in the park. Simone was a relatively mellow baby, something Y/n often thanked her lucky stars for, but Y/n still felt like she was hardly a person sometimes. There were days where she would go without sleeping or showering, and on the days where Harry's mom came to help out, Y/n was spending most of her time doing online school. She knew things could be worse, of course she knew that, but she couldn't help but think that mothers online and in movies and TV shows made it seem so easy.

It was why she was so determined to do this photoshoot. It seemed simple enough—get Simone into a festive outfit, position her in front of the Christmas tree, and point and shoot.

It turned out that it was much harder than she thought.

The minute Y/n tried to get her little baby into the patterned snowman onesie she bought yesterday, chaos ensued. Simone fought Y/n at every turn, kicking her little legs as she tried to get the onesie on, screaming and tossing and turning anytime a camera was even in her general vicinity.

"Simone, please. Please stop crying. I just want one picture," Y/n said, almost on the verge of tears herself. Her daughter's lungs seemed to have great stamina, and the pitch of her cries was shrill. Her father's daughter through and through. It was driving her crazy.

Sighing, Y/n put her camera down and picked up Simone. Her little face was scrunched up and red, no amount of cooing or mumbling of kind words was able to calm her down. It was weeks like this where Y/n felt her lowest. Harry was gone on tour, his mother had gone back to Holmes Chapel for a few days, and she was completely and utterly alone in a big, empty house in a country she was hardly familiar with.

Before Simone was born, Harry and Y/n decided that their home would be in London. It was extremely hard to be away from her family, especially at a time like this, but Harry already had a house that was big enough for the three of them, and his mother had volunteered to move in with them for the first few months. Y/n's parents hadn't agreed per se, but they also hadn't been the most accepting of the situation. It wasn't a reason to move across the world, but being around people who were totally supportive was nice.

The days when she took care of Simone on her own were the hardest. Even on easy days, Y/n felt like she was drowning. And today, she just wanted to do this one little thing to raise her spirits while Harry was away. He wasn't due back home for another week, and he missed Y/n and Simone as much as they missed him. She just thought she would do something fun for him and for herself. A cute little surprise gesture.

ping!

Y/n looked over to where her phone was sitting on the floor next to her discarded camera, a small smile breaking out on her face. Just when she needed him, he was there. Virtually, at least.

h <3: miss you loadss xxx

Attached to the text was a picture of him in his concert outfit. His hair was swept to one side, though it was shorter now than when Y/n first met him, curling just a little past his ears instead of the mop it has once been. He was smiling from ear to ear, his hand in a thumbs-up gesture next to his face. Seeing him made Y/n's heart flutter, and she decided to snap a picture of her own.

Angling her phone in the air, she snapped a picture of her and Simone, who was still screaming her head off.

Y/n: we miss you more :(((

It was hard taking care of Simone while Harry was gone so much, but Y/n also didn't want to travel the world with an infant, and Harry agreed. He had begged for time off, but all his management team told him was that he should be lucky they were working so hard to keep Y/n and Simone out of the press. It was a shit situation, but it also could've been a lot worse. That had become the mantra of the year. Things could be worse.

h <3: three more sleeps until i'm back with my girls

Smiling, Y/n put her phone down and kissed her daughter's cheek. "Come on, little one. Let's see about this screaming, hm? Talk to me. What's wrong?"

She walked all over the house with Simone in her arms, singing her favorite songs and bouncing her a little. When that didn't work, she changed and fed her, then rocked her in her rocking chair until she eventually fell asleep. Well, both of them did. Y/n hadn't meant to, but she couldn't help it. She hadn't gotten much sleep the last couple days.

When she woke up, it was dark outside, and Simone was staring up at her with wide eyes. Y/n slowly blinked the sleep out of her eyes and sat up in the rocking chair. "Good morning, my little angel. Did you have as good of a nap as Mommy?"

Simone seemed to be in much better spirits now that she had slept and was out of her snowman onesie, which Y/n was thankful for, even if she had completely failed at getting a nice photo of her daughter. Maybe next year.

Deciding it was dinnertime, Y/n took Simone downstairs. She set her up on her playmat while she fixed something up for herself, but before she could even open the refrigerator, the crying was back in full force.

Her arms were full of Simone and not dinner in no time, settling down on the couch to try and feed her. She had only been sitting for a couple minutes when there was a knock on the door.

Y/n hated herself for it, but she found herself mumbling, "Please be Anne, Please be Anne, Please be Anne."

It was a strength to ask for help. Admitting that she couldn't do this alone was a good thing. At least that's what Y/n told herself whenever she picked up the phone to call Harry's mom or silently wished to herself that she could be baby-free for just twenty minutes.

Y/n opened the door, the person on the other side making her think that all of Simone's crying really had made her go crazy.

"Harry?"

"Merry Christmas, love."

"Wh—I don't understand—Your text..."

What was he doing here? Harry had a couple more shows before he was supposed to be back, yet here he was, standing at their doorstep in a pair of jeans and a dark gray hoodie and smiling widely at her.

"I was missing the two of you too much, so I came home," he said. "Can I come in?"

Still in shock, Y/n wordlessly let him inside. Harry's arms immediately went out to Simone, and she handed her over to him. The baby still cried, but Harry hardly flinched, holding her close to his chest and mumbling incoherently into her ear.

"She been like this all day?" Harry asked, walking further into the house.

"Yeah. I tried to take some cute Christmas photos, but our little hellion hates the holidays, apparently."

"Aw, no, munchkin. Don't be so blue, eh? Daddy's here now," he mumbled against Simone.

The image painted in front of Y/n made her want to cry. She and Harry were young, she knew that. But seeing him standing in the middle of their house and holding their daughter felt so right.

"Why don't you go relax upstairs for a little," Harry said. He was bouncing Simone a little to try to get her to calm down.

"Really?" she asked.

"Of course. Gotta get some Daddy-daughter time in after being away for so long. But first," he said, coming closer to Y/n.

With his free arm, he pulled her in for a hug, squeezing her tight. Y/n tipped her head up and met Harry's awaiting kiss. His lips were a little dry from the flight, but they tasted the same as they always did. In a lot of ways, London wasn't really Y/n's home, but she didn't care because Harry was her home, their little family made this place home for her.

"I missed you so much," she mumbled against him, her hand twisting in the curls at the nape of his neck. "I know you can't put your life on hold, in fact, I don't even want to know how you snuck away from a world tour, but I really needed this. Needed you."

He kissed the top of your head gently. "Y/n, you put your entire world on hold to have this baby, to move here to London. The very least I can do is sneak away a few days early to see my girls."

Y/n rested her head against Harry's chest, sighing against the soft material of his hoodie, feeling more relaxed than she had in months.

She and Harry weren't in love when she found out she was pregnant. They'd been seeing each other for a little while, having met while he was shooting a music video for One Direction. They'd kept in touch even after he'd left, meeting when they could and messaging each other when they couldn't. Y/n really liked him, and she could tell Harry really liked her too, but they weren't in love.

It was during the months that she was pregnant that they fell in love. Y/n honestly thought that she would never hear from Harry when she told him over text. It was both of their first times, and they trusted each other enough to be that person for each other. But of course things didn't go to plan. Neither of them expected this result, but Harry had been supportive and caring in a way that made Y/n realize he was the one.

"You really don't mind if I go upstairs? I don't want to gross you out, but I can't remember the last time I showered."

Y/n probably pushed to stay downstairs and spend time with him and Simone a little more, but the thought of a hot shower and some alone time was too powerful. Grasping his cheeks in her hands, she kissed him one last time. "Thank you."

"Of course, darling. I'd join you and give you a nice massage, but I'll stay here and watch the bub. Go take care of you, we'll be fine."

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She only wanted to lie down for a minute, that was all. Y/n had sat down on the bed to put a pair of fluffy socks on, and the bed was just so soft, she felt herself falling over, her eyes fluttering shut. She never expected to wake up to the sun rising the next morning.

Jolting awake, she looked around, but Harry and Simone weren't in the bedroom. That was when she smelled it. Breakfast. Like proper bacon and eggs and something sweet. Y/n followed the smell all the way to the kitchen, where Harry was in an apron and flipping pancakes. Simone was there too in her high chair, a bib around her neck with a bottle she pumped yesterday sitting on top of the chair's tray. She was smiling, waving her little fists around as Harry danced around the kitchen and sang into his spatula.

"What's going on?"

Turning around, Harry grinned. "You're awake!"

"Yeah. I—I'm sorry for falling asleep so early last night. You should've woken me up—"

"Nonsense. You needed the rest, and I'm still on a different continent's time zone. Simone and I have just been catching up, isn't that right, Simone love?"

Simone obviously couldn't respond, but she seemed happy to have spent the morning with her dad. Walking over to her, Y/n kissed her head repeatedly, then walked over to wrap her arms around her boyfriend.

"I love you," she mumbled, kissing his back.

"I love you too," he said. "Now, if you don't mind feeding our little angel, I will finish breakfast for the two of us."

Y/n nodded and did just that, taking Simone out of the high chair and holding her in her arms. As she did so, she watched Harry with a fondness she'd never thought she would ever feel. She was so happy to have him back, she almost didn't care how he managed to get here.

But she was too curious not to ask.

"So then while I hopped on a train, the boys stole a golf cart to distract everyone," Harry said, wrapping up his story.

"This was like a whole espionage thing," Y/n replied, amused by the antics of Harry and his friends, but not entirely surprised. She'd gotten to know the boys of One Direction quite well, and stealing a golf cart would've been a piece of cake for them. "But why not just go to the airport?"

"Because they would've looked there first," Harry explained. "I figured they wouldn't have anticipated a train ride to another city."

"I'm sorry you had to jump through all these hoops just to see us," she said.

Harry didn't seem the least bit apologetic for his actions, though Y/n knew he would've regretted letting his fans down. He didn’t bring that up, though, so she didn't either. Around a bite of his pancake, he said, "Well worth it, in my opinion. Besides, the boys are always looking for a reason to cause mischief and piss off our managers."

"Well, if it was in the name of causing chaos," Y/n said.

"See, you get it," Harry replied with a grin.

After she was fed, Simone fell asleep. Y/n was going to put her in her crib, but Harry stopped her, taking the infant from his girlfriend's arms. He stared down at her intensely, as if trying to make note of all the things that changed about her while he was gone.

Y/n knew it was hard for him to be away. He loved to sing and to perform all over, but he loved his family too. Now that the holidays were approaching, though, Harry would have some scheduled free time. It wasn't much, but they were making the most of their situation.

"Take a look at this," Harry said suddenly, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "Not exactly professional or anything, but she was calm and we did our best."

It was a picture of Simone fast asleep. She wasn't in her snowman onesie, but Harry had managed to scrounge up a Santa hat from somewhere. She slept with the hat on, her arms around the little blanket she'd had since she was born. It was simple, and when Y/n scrolled to the next one, she could see Harry's blurry finger in the corner.

"She looks absolutely perfect, doesn't she?" Y/n whispered, admiring the photo.

"We make quite the team," Harry replied, agreeing in his own way. Then, after a brief period of silence, he said, "I want more, you know."

Y/n looked at him incredulously. "Are you insane?"

"Not now, of course. We've got our hands quite full with this one," Harry said, taking his phone back. "But...I want more of this someday. With you."

Y/n was often so lost in her own world with Simone that reality often didn't feel like reality. The idea of more kids in the future, or the future in general, just seemed like a weird far away existence. But if she looked past the haze of dirty diapers and shirts covered in spit-up and sleepless nights and tiny baby socks that disappeared into thin air, she could see the same future that Harry did. A bigger family, siblings for Simone to grow up with. And she wanted it too.

"Me too," she finally said, looking up at him. "But not until we're at least twenty-five.

Harry merely grinned. "We'll play it by ear."

She tried to protest, but he kissed her before she could say anything, his fingers holding her by the chin steadily. Neither of them had shared a kiss like that in quite some time.

"Come upstairs with me," he mumbled.

Y/n raised an eyebrow at him. "Didn't we just agree on not having more children for the foreseeable future?"

"We know better now," he said, kissing all over her jaw. "We'll put Simone in her crib, turn the baby monitor on, and just spend some time alone. I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," Y/n said. How could she not?

"Come on then. And later we'll get Simone all bundled up so we can go to the Christmas market. How does that sound?"

"Quite perfect, actually," she sighed. "It all sounds so perfect, H. I'm so happy you're here. Thank you for coming home early."

A couple hours later, Simone was bundled up in a puffer jacket and beanie in her pram. Y/n was pretty covered up too, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself. She and Harry had yet to be spotted together in public, or if they had, his management team was working hard to keep any pictures off the Internet and out of magazines.

"It's weird, I want to buy every single toy for Simone," Harry said as they walked past each stall. "It's impractical, but the urge is there."

"It's called being a dad, H," Y/n replied. "And it's our daughter's first Christmas. But we can't spoil her too much."

"Right," Harry nodded. "That's what Uncles Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn are for."

"What do you mean?"

Harry blushed, not meeting Y/n's eye. "I know I can't spoil Simone, but the boys buy things for her all the time. My suitcase is practically filled with gifts from them that they wanted me to take home to her. They love Simone, you know that."

"We should have a party when they all come back. I know they don't all live in London, but it would be nice to have people around the house, you know?"

Y/n shook her head. Not quite out of disbelief. She actually could believe that the boys would want to buy all sorts of things for Simone. The few times Harry’s bandmates had been round to see Y/n and Simone, they were great with her, totally melting at the barest hint of a giggle or smile from the baby. She was just too cute not to fall absolutely in love with.

"We'll find a day, for sure," Harry agreed. He knew Y/n got lonely here in London. She’d given up a lot to move to London, and he tried to make up for that sacrifice as best he could. And the boys absolutely adored Simone, but they loved Y/n too. It would be nice for them to all be together.

They continued walking through the market, admiring the lights and decorations and everything each stall had to offer. They stopped to buy snacks and bought patterned socks as they walked arm and arm. And despite their previously decided restraint, they couldn't help but pick up a few things for Simone—a little knit cap that frilled at the brim, a "Baby's first Christmas" ornament, a couple of onesies, and a pair of booties that were meant to look like cartoon reindeer.

It was the perfect day, one Y/n hadn't envisioned for herself. She knew Harry couldn't be sneaking away from his responsibilities all the time, especially when so many people depended on him. But she needed this, they needed this. Sometimes family had to come first.

"Let's go home," she said, her eyes never leaving Simone's. "I think we need a proper family picture now."

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imaginecolby · 1 year

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our little corner of the world || c.b.

summary: now that you and colby had welcomed your child into the world, he knew it was time for the next chapter.

part two to baby blues. again, special shoutout to @brocksblueroses for the idea <3

the nine months of your pregnancy ended up being some of the hardest of your life. of course, that was to be expected, but the day your baby was born, you were over the moon. meeting your baby, your beautiful daughter, was something you'd been imagining since you'd gotten pregnant, but you were also just ready to not be pregnant anymore.

the first few months of being parents were an adjustment, but you and colby pushed through. you and him had gotten a place of your own, ready to take on this next chapter as just the three of you. moving on top of adjusting to having a baby probably wasn't your best idea, but oh well.

the first year flew by in a flash, and before you knew it, you had a toddler that had just as much attitude as you and colby combined.

you were up one morning, you and your daughter, melody, getting ready to go meet katrina for lunch. she was resistant to getting dressed, being as stubborn as ever, but you knew exactly how to entice her to letting you get her dressed..

"come on, mel. don't you want to go see auntie kat? i know you miss her. she misses you." you said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"auntie kat!" she cheered, finally allowing you to slip her shirt over her head.

"there we go. auntie kat's gonna be so excited to see you wearing this cute outfit she got you." you said with a smile, peppering her cheeks with kisses. once you were finally ready, you and melody made your way out into the living room, passing colby's office. his eyes flicked up from the computer screen, a wide smile on his face when he saw you on the other side of the door.

"my beautiful girls." he said softly, following you and melody to the front door. he pressed a kiss to the top of melody's head, and then to your lips.

"we'll be back in a few hours. we have lunch with kat and you know that always turns into a whole day thing with us." you laughed.

"no worries. enjoy your day. tell kat i said hi." he said, and you nodded.

"alright, we're out of here. we're already running late, since someone decided they were going to be stubborn." you said, shooting a look at your daughter, who was laughing in your arms.

"bye dada!" she waved as you and her walked out to the car.

"bye my sweets!" colby called from the porch. you got melody buckled into her carseat and you waved to colby before you climbed into the drivers seat and heading out.

once you got to the restaurant, you saw that katrina text, letting you know she was already there. you walked up to the host, who directed you to a table on the patio.

"look! who's that?" you asked, turning mel's attention to katrina at the table.

"auntie kat!" she cheered, wiggling out of your arms and running over to katrina. you followed closely behind her, making sure she didn't hit any chairs.

"my mel mel!" katrina cheered with a big smile as she scooped her up into her arms, pressing a kiss to her cheek. melody laughed in her lap before katrina moved her to the high chair.

"i think this is her shade, no?" katrina laughed, pointing out the lip gloss stain she left.

"perfect." you laughed along with her.

you and katrina spent the entire lunch talking the hours away. you and her talked most every day, but you always had something new to share and talk about. sometimes it was about work, or your boyfriends, and gossip, as you did with most your other girlfriends.

"ugh, i miss you guys. why again did you think it was the best idea for you to move?" katrina asked.

"come on, you know as well as i do that neither you or sam want to be woken up by mel when she starts crying in the middle of the night."

"we would've gotten used to it." she argued, but you could tell that she was lying through her teeth.

“yeah. sure.” you laughed. you and katrina sat there silently, watching melody as she ate.

you watched her with genuine heart eyes. as much as you wished it was you you saw in your daughter, she was all her dad. she had the same round face as him (of course, coupled with her just being baby), but she had the same dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. she was the spitting image of the love of your life, but you loved it. colby was the love of your life and so was melody.

after you exhausted your conversation topics, and once melody started getting fussy at the table, you figured it was time to end your lunch. you walked out to the parking lot, exchanging your goodbyes before going your separate ways.

once you got home, you put melody down for a nap, since she had already fallen asleep in the car. you went out into the living room and joined colby on the couch.

“hi baby.” you said, nuzzling into his side. he wrapped his arm around you as you leaned up to press a kiss to his lips.

“hi.” he said with a smile. “how was your lunch?”

“good! its been a minute since katrina and i have been able to go out like that. i know we talk on the phone every day, but it felt good to catch up in person.”

“yeah, i know with us not living together anymore the two of you don’t get as much time together as you used to.” he sighed.

“and now that we have melody. but its okay, we make do. i think katrina is the only other person who loves that little girl as much as we do.” you laughed.

“that’s very true.” colby laughed along with you.

you and him cuddled on the couch for a bit while he watched whatever show he had on. you weren’t paying attention, as you were falling asleep on his chest. after a while, you heard melody waking up in her room.

“don’t worry, i got her.” colby said, moving from underneath you.

he was gone for a few minutes before melody came running into the living room without him.

“mommy!” she cheered, climbing into your lap.

“mel mel! where’s daddy?” you asked her.

“mommy come!” she said, holding her hand out to you.

“where to, baby?” you asked, standing up and taking her hand in yours. she led you through the house and to the door that opened to the garage.

“daddy prize.” she said, fumbling with the doorknob.

“daddy has a prize out here? for me or you?” you asked her.

“mommy!” she cheered again.

“okay, okay.” you said, picking her up. you opened the garage door and saw colby standing in the middle of the area, fairy lights strung through the shelves, rose petals sprinkled on the ground.

“what’s all this?” you asked softly, putting mel down on the floor. she ran over to colby who whispered something to her. she ran off to the other side of the room, pressing a button on something. a song then began playing, one that meant a great deal to both you and colby. as the song played, the memory of when it became your song flashed through your head.

it was the first night you spent together. about two months into your relationship, and you and him were both comfortable enough to be intimate with each other. it was one of the best nights you had together, and really solidified the two of you as a couple.

“y/n,” colby began, taking a step towards you, “the love of my life, the mother of my child. the last few years of my life have been the absolute best, thanks to you. the thought of spending the rest of my life with you has been something i’ve been looking forward to since the first time you told me you loved me. i know we’ve already talked about this, but i had to do this the right way.” he took a pause, sinking down to one knee. by this point, you were already a sobbing mess. you knew this moment was coming, but it still took you by surprise.

“colby,” you choked out through tears.

“y/n l/n, will you do me the absolute pleasure and honor of being my wife?” colby asked. you were beside yourself and could barely speak. all you could manage was to nod your head in affirmation.

“yes, of course!” you finally managed. colby laughed before slipping the engagement ring on your finger. he stood up and you pulled him into your arms, kissing him softly.

“i love you so much.” he said between kisses.

“i love you more.” you said, kissing him once more.

“mommy sad?” melody pouted, pulling on your pant leg.

“oh, no honey.” you laughed as colby picked her up. “mommy is so very happy.”

the three of you went back into the house and sat down on the couch. colby and melody were doing their own thing, and you sat there, fiddling with the new ring that adorned your finger. the joy and happiness was overflowing in your heart, and you couldn’t help but start crying again. the image of your daughter and your now-fiancé in front of you, you were the happiest you’d ever been.

colby looked over to you, and saw that you were crying again. he shot you a concerned look, but you quickly assured that you were fine. he nodded and turned his attention back to melody.

as you watched them play, you were so happy that this was going to be your forever.

#colby brock #colby brock imagine #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fanfiction

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sorrinslays · 2 months

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Was bored the other night and decided to edit a few official hsr artwork because why not? Now, this is in no way me 'fixing' the characters, just implementing headcannons.

Starting off with...

Gepard Landau

(before -> after)

Lowkey, Gepard was probably the hardest to edit cause I wanted to make him look in his thirties and more roughed up, but they gave him such a babyface and my talentless ass can only go so far.

Anyway, next we have...

Serval Landau

For Serval I wanted to, one, make her look older cause, canonically, she definitely is in her thirties-forties. I also wanted her look to be more bold and punk-like. Honestly if I could, I would've edited her clothes too, I don't like her outfit all that much.

Next up we have...

Natasha

For Natasha I once again tried to make her look older because she, too, in my mind is somewhere in her thirties-forties. I gave her more moles because I like projecting and a ladybug earring as a symbol of good luck. Something that she would definitely need in the underworld. Honestly speaking, if I could, I would change her hairstyle so fucking fast. It makes no sense to me, shouldn't doctors hide their hair so it doesn't get in the way (especially surgeons??? And I'm pretty sure she has given a surgery to someone in one of her lightcones????)

I saved best for last my pookie bear and babygirl

Sampo Koski!

Not much to say, most of the changes are just amplifications of cannon design (because he's already perfect). I gave him fangs mostly because of his snake theme (and because they look pretty), 'dead' (no spark) eyes and the 'birthmark' of a star because it looks good and his face looked bare

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the edits. I think I did pretty well for a first timer

#might try other characters too at some point #don't know though #gepard landau #hsr gepard #serval landau #serval hsr #natasha hsr #sampo koski #hsr sampo #my edit #edit #hsr #honkai star rail

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charmixpower · 2 months

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Valentines for everyone else!! LMAO chdndjd

Bloom/Sky

Okay but really funnily with these two would be the extreme differences in expectations. Sky is royalty so he's expecting to take Bloom to a extremely fancy restaurant and buy her a necklace or something and Bloom is expecting like some flowers

Bloom is getting overwhelmed and Sky is trying to reroute and their first Valentine's is a mess. They usually just hang out for dates so she has no idea where Sky got this idea vs Sky being autistic and being like "ah yes this is where I do the Grand Gesture™ perfect"

After the first one they know what they're doing and just hang out mostly, neither of them like grand gestures all that much

Bloom/Diaspro

These two would start dating in like like s3~s4 so their first Valentine's would be when the Winx are famous and have probably won the peace prize, so like they usually do nice™ dates and shit because Dia wants to and Bloom is just accepting this is her life

Bloom is trying to hard to get thoughtful and meaningful gifts and Diaspro usually gets Bloom jewelry with stone meanings and magic properties that she thinks Bloom will like

Stella/Brandon

Do I even have to say anything, every year it's a bombastic production of declarations of love. They're off being the absolute most ever and I love them for it

Flora/Helia

They probably just exchange flowers and hang out outside and relax in each other's company and that's super cute

Flora/Mirta

Mirta is such a baby girl and always tries her hardest to take Flora out on a good date™ for Valentines even though Flora said it's fine. She's so nervous and awkward but so lovingly earnest and it makes Flora melt

Tecna/Timmy

Listen they both try SO HARD for Valentines day. They try to get the perfect outfit, go on the perfect date, get the perfect gifts. They're dorks. They're trying so hard and are so earnest and excited it's so cute. They're in their own fucking world even worse than Brella tbh. Tecna has made the perfect itinerary for their date!!! Their plans usually fall though but they're still having fun and love it anyways

Aisha/Nabu

Nabu is a classical romantic, and by that I mean he's sheltered and got all his romance advice from books, so he gets Aisha flowers and they go to a lovely dinner and Aisha really appreciates the effort Nabu is putting in. She also grabs him to do a destination hike to some of the magical wonders of the world which Nabu is always fucking STOKED for. Like seeing the planetary core everywhere, it's literally the best thing to him and he always half forgets about his own plans because of how much fun he's having

Aisha/Anne

Anne always drags Aisha out to do something weird for their Valentines dates. The range is wide from stuff like a pottery class to taking a hike next to an active volcano. Anne loves trying everything and Aisha absolutely loves an adventure so they're just trying to find something they haven't done for every year

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jimhopperlova · 3 months

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sexting | david harbour (18+)

gif source: the redheads diaries

omg hi you party people!! i am back (finally) with a special spicy multi series that hopefully you all will enjoy!! im very excited to write again and i miss you guys so much!! let me know if you want any requests.

Pairing(s): pervy!david and bratty!femreader

Warning(s): flirty texts, masturbation (f), masturbation (m), phone sex, squirting, degradation

Summary: when going out to a employee party at a local bar one night, david saw you amongst his female coworkers and hadn’t met you before. that night, he made it his night’s goal to retrieve your number one way or another.

‘Hey there.’ you received a text from an unknown number after you had gotten home. living in a one bedroom apartment, you were hardly able to afford the place all to yourself. but you could atleast go out with your friends who were having an employee party at the local bar. your friends were all supportive in the most ways they can, even bought your drinks for you. despite you not being an employee, your friends still wanted you to go out with them and have some fun. you wre blessed to have great friends. after getting out of the shitty night club outfit, you plopped on some pajama pants and put on an oversized t-shirt.

you then opened up your phone, looking at the number with the text message. who was this? you tried your hardest to think, but nothing was popping in your head. you were skeptical, but decided to reply anyway.

‘uh.. hey there. who’s this?’ you replied to the message. you didn’t think they would text back right away, so you sat your phone down. you grabbed the remote and before you knew it, your phone dinged. you picked it up and read the message.

‘My name is David. I got your number from your friend, Missy.’ this now mysterious man replied. you facepalmed yourself at your friend, kinda creeped out and also angry at your friend. you quickly dialed up your friend, hoping she would answer.

“(y/n)! what’s up?! i’m drunk as fuuuuuuuuck.” your friend missy giggled into the line and you rolled your eyes at her response.

“thank god you’re home. hey, uh.. i got a message from a.. david. do you know him?” you asked missy who only giggled, before letting out a hiccup.

“ohhhh… david. he’s fuckin’ hot. he had his eyes on you, missy. oh wait, m-my name is missy. haaaa!” missy laughed and you wanted to punch her in the face for being so drunk. “buuuut.. y-yea. david works in the office. he’s uh.. the-the psy-psy… fuck. oh yeah, psychologist! yeah, t-thats the word.” missy explained, and your heart pounded. the man that’s a psychologist is single? and yes, your friend missy will fuck anything that walks, but.. if she exuberates on hot (and she’s drunk), that means he’s hot. right?

“oh.. okay, thanks missy. eat some bread and get your ass to sleep.” you told her before saying goodbye and hanging up. you lifted your knee up to your face before resting your arm against the knee. you absentmindedly started to bite your nail, deep in thought. this texting could be fun.

‘hey, david. i’m (y/n). why did missy give you my number?’ you asked david, before you left the messages open and waited patiently. you watched the bubbles appear almost immediately, as if he had been waiting for your response.

‘I saw you in the bar, and you looked beautiful. Thought I would shoot my shot.’ david replied. you didn’t even know what this man looked like. you had an idea.

‘well, mr. david. i don’t know what you look like. send a pic?’ you texted, kind of nervous. what if he wasn’t hot. what if he wasn’t what you had pictured in your mind? you had pictured kind of chisled, maybe had a little beard. you hoped he looked atleast decent. suddenly, the bubbles were typing and then there was a picture.

‘Currently sitting here enjoying this Ben and Jerry’s. Cigarette’s fake lol.’ david replied, and you couldn’t help but look at the picture.

you tried to identify every single thing about this man. his beard, his hair, even tried to get a glimpse of his chest. he didn’t send a flattering pic, but maybe that was how he was. goofy. that could be even better.

‘oh wow, mr. david. who knew a psychologist eats ice cream in bed after drinking at 1 o’clock in the morning? 😜’ yes. you were being flirty. but you couldn’t lie. despite the act of trying to be goofy, you could tell this man was hot. even better, he was your type. despite missy in her drunken state, she knew exactly what you were looking for.

‘So Missy told you my profession. What do you think of that?’ david asked you, and you couldn’t help but blush. of course this man has money, but you didn’t give a single fuck about that. in fact, you more were thinking of how good of a person he was for trying to help people.

‘i think it’s great what you’re doing for people. i’m sure you went through school for the money, but psychologists are one of the greatest gifts on the earth. especially for the kids. you are a brave man, mr. david.’ you replied to him, and more bubbles popped up. you were quite excited to continue this conversation, and you really didn’t understand why.

‘Well I do what I can. I like making people smile and helping them. Say, where’s my pic? I sent you one.’ david asked, and you got nervous suddenly. should you send one? you ended up doing so, of you in the oversized t-shirt and the long pajama pants. you held up a peace sign, showing you were getting ready to sleep. you sent the pic in nerves and once again, david replied almost immediately. ‘Haha. Sleepy already? I thought I could talk to you more.’ david replied, and your face instantly blushed.

‘yeaaaaah. i was the dd for the night. those girls drove me crazy.’ you replied.

‘Oh yeah. Your friends are quite the chatty ones.’ david replied before you saw the bubbles yet again. ‘Well, I’ll let you head to bed. I’ll speak with you tomorrow. Sleep dreams.’

‘you too. nice talking with ya.’ you replied to david before setting your phone down. you trotted your way to your bedroom and got comfy in your queen size bed before shutting your eyes softly. you couldn’t help but think of david now. was he wanting to get to know you? you hated to admit it but you pictured him in bed with you. you just met him and you’re already thinking of that? perv.

the next morning came and you yawned, stretching slightly to try and wake up. you need a shower and you felt gross. but before that were to happen, you wanted to check your phone to see if a specific someone messaged you.

‘Good morning. Just picturing you here with me. 😉’ the text was sent at 7 o’clock this morning by david. it was currently 8 as you had slept in, and you didn’t work today. your face emitted a deep blush and you realized you had to meet him in person soon.

‘good morning. oh really? well we will have to change that soon, shall we?’ you texted him back before going into the bathroom. you brought your phone with you so you could listen to music. the main reason was to text with david. you started to undress yourself before receiving yet another text.

‘Yes, indeed. Where’s my good morning pic?’ david texted you, and you instantly giggled. your current self was undressed, and you thought that you shouldn’t take a picture of you naked. who knows what he would do with that.

‘well, i’m a little.. preoccupied at the moment so you’re gonna have to wait. besides, i didn’t get one.’ you texted back and he instantly read it. after a moment, the bubbles popped up yet again and he replied.

‘You want a good morning pic? Why didn’t you just say so?’ and then he sent one. it was a picture of him laying down in what you presumed his bed, visibly shirtless this time. he had a smug smirk on his face, and that made your face beam. ‘Send a pic of you right now. I did it, so it’s only fair.’ he replied afterwards, and your face was still red. you conteplated, before emitting a fuck it attitude. you sent a picture of your shirtless self, using your free hand to cover up your nipples.

‘there, ya happy ya big goof?’ you texted him back and it took him a minute to respond. the longest he took was at this moment.

‘Very much so. Thanks for the trust.’ david replied before he continued to type. ‘What are you doing that’s having you strip?’

‘jumping in the shower. i won’t be too long.’ you replied, and you scrolled up a bit to look at his smug smirk. you imagined him doing that right now, considering the flirty texts you were sending back and forth.

‘Ah, shower. Well try and not think of me in there. 😉’ david texted before you emitted yet another deep blush. you hadn’t even met this man, and here you are. basically being all googly eyed in response to his pictures and statements.

‘no promises. 😜’ you replied before setting your phone back down. you got undressed the rest of the way before jumping in the shower, feeling the hot water embrace your naked body. it felt good, almost too good. and despite david not telling you to think of him, you did. your hands roamed your body, picturing it was him im your mind. you reached your clit, and started to rub along the sensitive flesh. you rubbed circles, moaning softly at the way you felt yourself getting hornier by the minute. you imagined his beard tickling your neck as he laid kisses along your jaw, trailing down your body and to your breasts. you imagined him licking your nipples, caging them with his teeth softly. he bit down, but not too hard. you moaned some more, touching yourself to the thought of him. you were already getting close, just from the thought of him.

while you were preoccupied, you heard your phone go off. you tried not to think of it, and continued your masturbation party. little did you know it was a text from david, and a very specific text.

‘Do you want me to come over there? I’ll make you feel good.’ was what it read, but you didn’t know it yet. little did you know, david was also rubbing out one to the thought of you. he just imagined how good you would suck his cock, and how good you would take it. he imagined you being tight, almost like a perfect puzzle piece that he’s always longed for. when he didn’t get a response, he texted again. ‘No response which means you’re.. busy. Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?’ he texted you, and felt his own self beam with excitement. he finally set his phone down to leave you with your shower as his hand continued to stroke his cock. it was so hard, throbbing with need. he wanted you so bad. he knew you didn’t know him though, and you would be weirded out he had imagined.

to his surprise, you responded to his text already. despite you being in the shower and thinking of david, you couldn’t help but respond. you poked your head and arm out of the shower, drying off your hand in hopes to not get your phone wet. you read the texts and honestly.. you wanted him over here. but not yet.

‘mmm. what is it you think i’m thinking of?’ you texted back david, and to that he instantly replied.

‘Oh I think you know. Are you thinking of me pleasing you right now?’ david asked you, and you waited a moment to reply.

‘and what if i am?’ you asked. david typed with his free hand, slowly continuing to stroke his cock while he texted you.

‘I could call you, and tell you all the things I want to do to you. That is.. if you want.’ he replied. a phone call? you didn’t think it would be this fast that you got to hear his voice.

‘let me actually shower real quick, and then.. we can call.’ you replied and set your phone down. you took the fastest shower you have ever took before. your heart was beating fast as every minute past. you cleaned every part of you, trying your best not to take too long. finally you were finished. you decided to not get dressed in your day clothes just yet. you imagined you were about to.. touch yourself. ‘okay, i’m back in my room all showered. call when you went.’

upon seeing you respond, david immediately gave you a call. you watched the number pop up and let in ring for a moment before you picked up and put it on speaker.

‘uh.. hi?’ you spoke. you could hear david’s low but beautiful chuckle before he responded.

‘hello. how was your shower?’ he asked through the phone. his voice was intoxicating. his voice was low but yet had personality in itself. you definitely could cum to his voice.. if that’s what you think was about to happen.

‘it was um.. it was good.’ you responded. you heard his chuckle again, before he responded.

‘don’t be nervous, just relax. what are you doing right now?’ he asked through the phone. you swallowed past the nerves that formed in your stomach before you responded.

‘just.. laying here.’ you giggled out and to that you heard his chuckle again. he liked to laugh it seemed.

‘yeah? what are you thinking about?’ david asked you. his hand was on his continuing his movements from before, listening to your soft voice. he imaged your moans in his brain, and he was dedicated to make you feel good. as much as he could, anyway.

‘um.. y-you..’ you replied hesitantly. david smiled like he was a kid in a candy store again. from that sentence alone, he continued to stroke his cock, nice and slow.

‘mm.. and what about?’ he asked you through the phone. you had to bite your own lip from letting our a squeak from how sexy he sounded. you reached down to touch your clit, before rubbing soft and slow circles. you accidentally let a moan slip from your mouth, and david had to chuckle of course. ‘ah. i see.. what do you want me to do to you?’

‘um.. f-fuck me..’ you spoke just above a whisper, just enough for david to understand. to that statement, he added more pressure to his cock.

‘yeah? how do you want me to fuck you? from behind as i pull your hair? or missionary, so i can look at that beautiful face becoming undone in front of me?’ david asked you. you had to really conceal your moans now. he was talking so dirty, that it was driving you mad. you wanted to see him in person, but.. this made you feel so naughty. so dirty.. like you shouldn’t be doing this.

‘i w-want you to.. fuck me from behind, david..’ you whispered out. in that moment, he knew exactly how freaky you were. he liked that. he wanted you to be his personal little fucktoy. ‘i want you.. to use me..’ you continued, and david let out a soft groan. that made your tummy flip, imagining him groaning against your ear as he pounded into you from behind.

‘who knew you were such a whore? just wanting to get fucked..’ david groaned out softly as he continued to stroke his cock. this time, he was going even faster now. ‘go ahead and enter a finger. i want to hear you moan for me..’

‘y-yes, sir,’ you shivered with anticipation before you slowly entered a finger inside of yourself. you let out a soft moan as you continued to picture the man entering one of his own from the other side of the phone. you just started talking to this man last night and you were already dripping to the thought of him pleasing you. were you really that desperate? ‘o-oh.. david.. it feels so.. so good.’ you sighed out, and to that he let out a soft moan of himself. david has never done this before, and it was really helping him get close. closer to cumming than he would have thought.

‘i like it when you call me sir. it really makes you that much more desperate..’ david spoke lowly as he grunted while stroking his cock. it was much faster now, and he was working up a sweat. he was going to cum soon, and he wanted you to know. ‘enter another finger, babygirl. i want you to imagine that i’m fucking you.’

‘oh- f-fuck..’ you whined out as you slipped in another finger. with the continuous motions of you entering two fingers inside of you and one rubbing against your clit, you were getting close. ‘s-sir.. i’m-i’m getting.. c-close..’ you whined out, wanting to let david know.

‘cum for me, babygirl. whenever you’re ready. i want you to scream my name as loud as you can.’ david groaned out, as his dick was throbbing of more, but it knew that this was the best it was going to get. just a bit longer..

‘david! da- fuck!’ you yelled out, feeling that knot start to untie. before you knew it, you were screaming with pleasure, the juices from your pussy squirting out of you. ‘oh my-fuck..’ you sighed out.

‘yeah? fuck.. you did so good.. so-fucking good..’ david groaned out. when he knew when he was about to cum, he made sure to angle his cock onto his stomach. ‘i’m going to cum for you. where do you- do you want this cum?’ david continued to growl out and you instantly obliged with answering.

‘in my mouth, sir. i want to taste every drip of you..’ you moaned out. david immediately pictured your mouth gaping wide open, ready for his seed to spill all over your tongue. with that in mind, he came all over his stomach, his cock twitching a bit as he slowed down his jerking. you could tell he came with how vocal he was, and that made your pussy wet again.

‘fuck.. you did so good, babygirl,’ david spoke lowly as his breath hitched. he sounded like he was out of breath, and it was all your fault. ‘we should do this in person sometime, no?’

‘yeah, that would be.. that would be amazing.’ you replied. you really wanted to meet david in person. you only gotten a couple of pictures, and maybe that isn’t what he looked like. you were almost positive he was telling the truth, though. you were also out of breath, panting a bit as you looked at the soaked juices on the bed.

‘well. tomorrow’s friday, so i don’t work saturday. why don’t i take you out tomorrow night? 8 o’clock?’ david asked through the phone. hour face immediately brightened up, emitting a deep red. again. your heart thumped in your chest as butterflies hugged your stomach.

‘yeah, that sounds.. that sounds great. can we make it for 9, though? i have to work until 7 and i want plenty of time to get ready for you.’ you asked david, and to that he chuckled.

‘of course, i will wait as long as i have to. you have a great day today, and i’ll continue to text you if you let me. besides, gotta shower myself and head into work. it’s my own practice, so i make my own schedule.’ david chuckled and to that you giggled.

‘well i’m super glad you made it this far to where you don’t have a boss. you have a good day too and please.. please text me.’ you told him. and to that he smiled and said a goodbye and hung up. your chest tightened and you realized something. you just came from just a man’s voice.. no, you squirted. what will happen tomorrow night?

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being-of-rain · 4 months

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My thoughts on The Church on Ruby Road! I literally can't write one of these without it being much longer than I expect. You think I'd simply expect it by now. But apparently I just had a lot of thoughts to put down about this one!

I really liked it! Going by friends' reactions, I think I liked it more than most of them. Maybe that's because I was expecting the more straightforward fantasy than usual from Doctor Who after hearing about it from RTD. I hope they dive into that more in the upcoming series, and make it explicit that it's because of the edge-of-the-universe-superstition stuff. That's such a fun direction for the show to go in.

I mostly have good things to say. Ncuti Gatwa was an instant fit for the Doctor, I can't wait to watch a whole series of him. His outfits were fantastic, especially that very first shot of him with his hat. And his deduction and reassurance scene with the policeman reminds us that the character has a powerful magic even without the goblins and skyships. Oh and the Doctor loving the name Lulubelle, what an adorable moment.

The goblins and skyships themselves felt very Peter Pan to me, and I love the urban fantasy feel it gave the episode. I also simply adore the fairytale logic, narrative magic that the Doctor was talking about. "The language of luck" and "coincidence is what makes the baby tasty" and "vocabulary of rope" and "if you have lots of accidents, it stitches you in. It weaves you into the day." I eat that stuff up, urban fantasy at its best in my opinion. Creeping into our world around the edges. And of course Doctor Who had to have a line suggesting that all coincidences might be because of goblins, I love it. The unexpected goblin music number felt very appropriately pantomime, and led to yet another moment that made me fell in love with this Doctor; him continuing the song rather than stopping it. Again, adorable.

As for Ruby Sunday, she's fun to watch and well acted, and I don't have anything bad to say about her, but she does feel a little generic-companion to me at the moment. Sometimes companions take a while before they go from 'like' to 'love' for me, but they usually make it eventually, it just takes one really great episode or plot. I do love her family though, they're so much fun, please can we have the Doctor spending more time with them. It's so cute to see a foster family depicted so positively and wholesomely.

Which leads us to the hardest-hitting part of the episode, when Ruby's taken and the timeline is rewritten, and GOD it's bleak. It's another look at that classic RTD cynicism that's just under the surface, but it works soooo well here, god damn. The way a lot of minimal changes made the setting go from "queens of the sky" to "stuck with my old mum up here in the attic" was so Powerful. The performances of Michelle Greenidge as a depressed Carla and Ncuti Gatwa as a raw and heartbroken Doctor was just. Chef's kiss. This time it's sci-fi at it's best; something impossible happening and then the story really digging its claws into the emotional impact it has on people.

The Doctor really showing his emotions is something I love and want to see a lot more of. I assume that's the main change to the character after Tennant Doctor's mental health retirement, which is a relief after Thirteen's years of brooding and hiding negative emotions from friends. So I don't mind Gatwa's Doctor having issues and brooding moments, because obviously you can't permanently fix all your problems forever anyway, especially not in his life. But all that said, specifically his line "I've got no one" really stood out to me as being strange considering the previous episode seemingly solving that in the short term. I know Gatwa's Doctor might potentially be a long way past that now, but surely it robs the retirement ending of its entire point if we immediately skip past not only the healing, but the getting-worse-again-about-the-exact-same-issue as well.

Speaking of Thirteen, it was nice to see RTD once again bring back the Timeless Child from Chibnall's era and give it a bit more depth. Chibnall definitely acknowledged the Timeless Child's emotional impact on the Doctor, and she had an arc surrounding that. But if I had to describe that arc I'd call it rather one-note and uninteresting; going from 'desperate to know more about adoption' to 'accepting it without question' without really any character beats in-between. Seeing how Gatwa's Doctor was dealing with it, how he related to other adoption stories and thought about himself, adds more dimensions to that, and I hope we get more glimpses of it.

When it comes to Ruby Sunday's adoption, I like that there's something of a plot bait-and-switch with the Doctor staring at (presumably) Ruby's mother in the cold open, then the Doctor being more concerned with saving Ruby later in the episode, and deciding not to follow the mother. If the series spends more focus on that plot, I hope it's mostly Ruby making a similar choice to the Doctor, because I'm an absolute sucker for 'it's not biology that makes a family.' I mean, basically my favourite Doctor Who story is Izzy Sinclair's from the DWM comic, and it was basically this. Izzy's story might've even been a direct influence on Ruby's, since we know that RTD was a DWM reader at the time and loved it too, enough to send a letter in praising the final Izzy comic! Anyway, I should probably try not to compare the two arcs too much, because I have my favourite and I'm biased 😂

How does this Thoughts Post feel even longer than usual!? I guess new Doctor, new companion, and new story arcs might do that. So time for random points!

-After checking, the clock on the eponymous church is absolutely the same one on the Christmas Town tower from The Time of the Doctor. I hope I'm not the only one who immediately noticed that aha. -I've seen people diss the narration at the very start, and I get disliking purposeless narration, but I think this one serves a purpose well. It adds even more of a fairytale vibe to a very fairytale scenario in a very fairytale episode. -Random nitpick: one thing I'd change about the episode is how much stress the camera and music give to some comedy minor characters, specifically the lady with the pram, Mrs Flood in her first scene, and the other neighbour. Focusing on them so much felt like it dampened their little jokes a bit. -Random highlight: I love when the Doctor says random throwaway stuff like they always do, but side characters actually pick it up and start trying to pick meaning out of it. So it made me happy when Ruby came back to the Houdini namedrop at the end of the episode. -The international version of the episode had a random Disney Plus ad before the final few lines (rather than that being a mid-credits scene like in the UK) and god I hated it. Praying that doesn't happen again. -I know RTD has said there'll be more about the "mysterious" Mrs Flood in future, but to me she genuinely just felt like a minor character with a christmas fourth-wall break. I really don't care about getting more of her, so if there is then I hope it's more interesting. -The murder of the Goblin King sure was more violent than usual for Doctor Who, and it can bother me a little bit when TV shows start letting things like that go by without comment, but I don't really mind it this time. The goblins vanished like the mythical creatures they were, the Doctor was cool as hell jumping off the church tower to bring them down, and this time the classic RTD Emotional Manipulation was working on me perfectly. -It's hilarious that they're keeping up the 'mavity' thing, I wonder when they'll actually do something with that.

Final thoughts! The Church on Ruby Road was a fantastic start to The Gatwa Era. It had a simple plot and villains, which worked wonderfully with the delightful characters, magical aesthetic, and powerful emotional beats it landed. It definitely felt more like a first episode than a christmas special, which is to it's credit, but with the singular downside that it has me impatient for more episodes!

If you made it all the way to the end, then Happy New Year! I hope you (and Dr Who) have a wonderful 2024 😘

#my thoughts #woof my thoughts always look a lot longer written down than in my head aha #but it's nice to feel like I have things to say about something yknow. I can put some opinions into words.#and I left a little present at the end for anyone who gets that far <3 #doctor who #ruby #fourteen #I may have to start tagging him fifteen soon to avoid confusion tbh

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Hello Lee.... I come bearing QUESTIONS about your MLP versions of your OCs. Such as: was there a process for coming up with their names? And: how did you figure out their colours? Who was the hardest to name? And, similarly, whose colours did you struggle with the most? :0

YAHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OUGUHGRU YOURE SO COOL

THIS IS THE POST WE'RE TALKING ABOUT BTW

OK SO as for the names there was a forum online that i specifically referenced with a guide to naming mlp ocs and it was hella funny, the gist was this:

i mostly ignored that first rule just bc a few of these ocs would not have a super """"girly"""" name so most of them are puns or figures of speech!!!!! theyre all based off of their ultimate talents or their personalities, which means what i do is i think of an adjective or noun that could be associated with them (for example, free runner -> light on her feet -> light) and then either think of a pun or go to google and type in "phrases with [word] in it" and choose one that makes sense (light + speedy = lightspeed)!! some of them were straight up references WITHOUT me mashing two words together ("turing" is from alan turing father of modern computer science, "chatterbait" is a specific type of lure for fishing while also being a reference on how sae tends to go on tangents lmao).

rie's was a bit of a struggle at first just because i was going back and forth between MULTIPLE names, like i was kinda set on her having a one word name like rarity but i needed it to be more specific to her?? she was royal charm for a bit, then royal, then PEARL (bc i looked at her actual outfit), and THEN the pearl jam pun struck me like the hand of god

I STRUGGLED THE MOST WITH ERINS NAME LMFAOOO!!!! which is why that name was not even my idea it was @makowo 's fhdjhgfkdgjkd. i was so ready just to call her pippy because:

BUT thankfully i got a much better name. also the idea of her cutie mark basically condemning her to a life of childrens entertainment is both horrifying and kinda funny. girl you are NOT getting a break even in the my little pony universe.

COLOURS WERE VERY FUN!!! just for the sake of them Being Recognizable as My Ocs i kept their hair colour the same lmfao, if i were to go back id probably get a little more funky (pearl gem could absolutely use some purple highlights). for their haircoat i typically would use a primary colour on their outfit and would sometimes adjust!!! for example, i knew i wanted naomi's haircoat to be associated with red as that is the main colour i typically associate with her, so the coat was the colour from her jacket. because her hair was already very dark, having the coat colour also be dark wasnt as clashing so i didnt need to adjust a lot!! i DID however adjust erins to be a bit lighter just because it looked nicer than having an extremely saturated yellow lol. hooves were usually decided by me choosing a colour on them (very typically hair colour) and either adjusting it to be darker or leaving it white in two cases!! OTHER COLOURS were decided based on how important the colour is to the character's outfit. like filly shapes/erin HAD to be yellow in my eyes just because she is soooooo bright + it sits nicely with the red hair, but because she is a very colourful character i added a whole lot of ribbons with the other colours of her costume :)) naomi got a few spots on her just because of her moles, sae got her birthmark, and a few other characters got their stomachs coloured in just because i thought it looked cool lmfaooooo

hardest to colour hmmmmmmmmmmmmm for RIE i initially had her coat as light purple, as she is a very purple character to me lmfao, but thought it would both compliment the hair colour and also accent the purple more if she was primarily white (the colour of her undershirt, ALSO i was looking up white show horses as reference for her specifically lol). so i went back and forth for a bit....... chatterbait also tbh. originally she was a lighter green colour for her jacket but then i was like nahhh the green on her overalls is better and went back. other than that they were pretty straight forward!!!! mouse trap and turing were the most obvious to me i feel like i had colouring in mind for those two from the second i placed my pen on my tablet

GOD i really am talking a whole lot about ponies THEYRE HONESTLY JUST SO MUCH FUN LOL. IVE KINDA BEEN GOING CRAZY JUST DESIGNING A WHOLE BUNCH FOR SOME FRIENDS LIKE IM HAVING A BLAST OVER HERE. I LOVED COMING UP WITH EVERYTHING AND IM SUPER HAPPY YOU ASKED ME ABOUT IT :]]]]] SO THANK YOU!!!

#i love questions ...................#im serious designing ponies are so fun. taking requests. call me the pony maker the way im.#ask lee #badromancebullsquid #mlp

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