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sweetestdesire · 3 days

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THE MORNING AFTER ALWAYS

WARNINGS: absolutely none. Just some pure, sweet content.

PAIRING(S): Trevor Zegras x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: in which Fem!Reader wakes up next to Trevor Zegras for the first time.

It was late in the afternoon when Trevor opened his eyes, and for a moment, he wondered where he even was. There was the warmth of a body snuggled into his side, there was the feeling of legs tangled with his underneath the sheets, and there was numbness in his arm from a head resting on his tattoo-covered bicep the whole night. All things he never woke up to. And then he was horrified, sickened even. He couldn’t have possibly stayed the whole night after a one night stand, could he?

Trevor jumped, pulling away and hearing a soft groan before quiet grumbles were muttered under a breath, but he wasn’t too concerned about that right now. Who was this? And where were his clothes? And why did the room suddenly feel oddly familiar?

“Trevor, what the fuck?” Y/N grumbled, glaring at him through bleary, sleep hazed eyes. He blinked once, then twice, and then he tilted his head to the side in confusion. And soon, he grinned as he realized, and it was bright and ecstatic and just a little bit smug before he tugged her body against his quickly. A little too quickly since it caused her to huff and deliver a light smack to his chest in irritation.

“So, you stayed the whole night with me, huh?” Trevor wriggled his eyebrows, smirking at her as he pressed a gleeful kiss to her forehead. She pursed her lips as she stared up at him, and she wondered if it was too late now to back out of whatever this was she had with him.

“After you begged me to, yeah.” Y/N spat, and he clutched his chest dramatically, as though her words landed a harsh blow to his ego. In all realness, he was too giddy to care, but Trevor Zegras was not Trevor Zegras if not without at least some theatrics.

“I wasn’t the one drooling on your chest, now was I?” He asked, chuckling as her eyes narrowed at him. Her gaze was almost enough to pierce through him, and if he was being honest, he loved it. Gently, he reached, pinching her nose affectionately as his arm curled tighter around her. “See? I’m not so bad, after all.” He mumbled, and her expression softened as he let out a happy sigh, pulling the sheets up to cover them better.

“You’re a clingy sleeper, did you know that?”

“I distinctly remember my arm being the one to fall asleep because you were lying on it.”

“And then you rudely woke me up when you pulled away.” Y/N huffed, grumbling the word “asshole” under her breath as she shuffled out of his arms and shifted to turn with her back facing him.

Trevor pouted, inching closer until his chin rested on her shoulder, molding his body around hers as his finger prodded at her side repeatedly. Y/N smacked his hand away, but it did little to deter him, and his finger was back to poking at her hip not long after. “Did you have dreams about me, at least?”

“Trevor.” Y/N warned.

“Did I look hot?”

“No.”

Y/N could practically feel his pout deepen as his arms wrapped around her again, his face burying into the crook of her neck. But as he planted a soft kiss into her skin, she smiled to herself, bringing her hand to lay on his and rubbing over his knuckles with her thumb in slow circles. He pulled her so her back was flush against his chest, and for once, she leaned into him.

Trevor felt the same giddy feeling bubbling up again, the one he felt when he envisioned mornings together as she made pancakes, and steal each other’s last bites, and argue over washing dishes, and splashing water in each other’s faces. Because now, there were no more empty hookups and lonely mornings because now she stayed, and she snuggled into his chest, and she latched onto his arm, and she gave him a chance to live out all those daydreams.

“C’mon, I was a little hot, right?” Trevor whined, digging his nose further into her neck. And she wanted to yell at him for ruining her sleep, but there was nothing but fondness blooming at the way he held her near, bodies pressed so closely together, she almost didn’t know where one ended and where the other began.

“Nope, not even a little.” Y/N teased, a grin spreading on her face as he sulked against her skin. Her fingers laced with his, slowly entwining as her eyes open, and maybe she could get used to mornings like this, even if it was technically noon by now.

“We’re dating now, you know.” Trevor grumbled. “So that means you have to be nice to me. It’s in the rule book.”

“I have to humble you.” Y/N corrected, giggling lightly. “And since when do you ever follow rules?”

“Since I’m the one who makes them.” He chuckled, and then she was being turned around, being shifted to lay on her back as Trevor hovered over her, biting her cheek playfully. She couldn’t help but squeal, laughing as she tried to shove him off, and there was warmth in his chest, eyes bright and heart full as he stared down at her while the rays of sunlight kissed her skin.

Trevor thought that after this, if he had to spend even a single morning without Y/N by his side, it was a morning wasted and even if the clock ticked one in the afternoon, and the birds were no longer chirping, and it was a tad bit late to be making pancakes, this was probably still the best morning he’d ever spent.

“I was promised an excellent breakfast last night.” Y/N reminded him. Her hand reached to cup his cheek, thumb tracing over the soft flesh gently, and he followed the touch like a moth did a flame.

Leaning down, Trevor pressed a delicate peck to her lips, then another, and then another and soon, it deepened to a kiss, both of their eyes fluttering shut as her arms wrapped around his neck. Hesitantly, he pulled away, and she wondered to herself if his eyes had always been such a vibrant shade of blue.

“Only the best for you.” Trevor winked, and then he dipped back down, lips pressing themselves against hers once more.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 days

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AITA for filming parts of concerts? I love going to see live music whenever I can, and before recently, I was very much of the opinion that there was no point in filming the songs you're listening to because they wont be worth listening back to anyway bc the quality will be so bad, so you're just wasting your time not enjoying the music when thats what you paid so much money to go there to do! But now I have a better phone that actually does manage to capture the moment pretty well, I really like recording sections of songs to listen and watch back later on. I post them on my private instagram, but they are really just for me. It's really nice to be able to go back and not just remember that moment that you were there better, but also feel the energy of the crowd and stuff like that and relive it just for a moment, and any time I haven't captured part of a concert I've been to I've regretted it later on.

Thing is, I also agree that there is literally nothing worse than standing in a crowd and not even being able to see the damn stage because all you can see is phone screens! It's really disruptive and takes you out of the experience. So I try and strike a healthy balance with it. I only record like, one chorus, maybe at /most/ a minute of the song (but even then I feel cheeky), and I do not do it for every song, like maybe 3/4 out of the set list, just my favourites or the most popular ones. I dont want to be standing there recording the whole song anyway, I have moshing and jumping and ugly scream singing to be done that can't be done when I'm recording.

But I do wonder if even recording this much makes me a horrible hypocrite and an asshole full stop. Like I said, those people who stand there recording the whole concert start to finish literally make me want to tear my eyes out (i've stood behind people like this before and spent the whole concert trying to dodge around their phone screen). The last concert I went to, I was recording the opening section (along w/ many many others) and some guy behind me screamed at everyone to put down their phones and I had a bit of a come to jesus moment bc I'd literally done /exactly that/ a few concerts ago and it made me wonder. Honestly even if I am an asshole for this, I probably wont stop :') . But I at least will accept that I am a little bit of the very person I hate. So is life.

So AITA for recording small parts of concerts to watch back later on?

#aita #am i the asshole

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strang3lov3 · 3 days

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Last Line Tag Game Except I'm Breaking The Rules And Doing What I Want To Do Instead

real rules - post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in a sentence.

thank you for the tags @luxurychristmaspudding @beefrobeefcal @joelmillerisapunk @endlessthxxghts @theweedisasterxoxo @joelsgreys i have to say being tagged by 6 people is an ego boost and i love you all. kisses to you and your pets! <3 <3

“I’m a little behind on laundry, actually…” Joel trailed off, scratching the back of his neck. You scoffed and chuckled at that. The luxury of his very own washer and dryer, right in the comfort of his home, and Joel had the audacity to be behind on laundry. “Uhh, anyway. You just turn the knob on the dryer to ‘high’ and press the start button. I’ll give ya some privacy to change, you can meet me upstairs when you’re done,” he said, and then shuffled past you.

Once Joel was up the stairs, you took off your clothes and put them in with the rest of the clothing in the dryer. You changed into Joel’s t-shirt, the fabric was soft with time and many wearings, and it smelled like him despite being washed. You liked it.

Upstairs, Joel made a couple of mugs of hot tea to warm you both up. “Honey?”

“Yeah, Joel?”

“N-no, like…Was askin’ f’ya wanted honey in your tea.”

“Oh,” Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. “Y–yes please. Thank you,” You felt heat rise to your cheeks. What a stupid thing to say. You watched as Joel stirred a bit of honey into your cup of tea, smirking as he then handed you the mug. Asshole. “Thought you were a coffee drinker,” you mused awkwardly, your attempt to change the subject after taking a sip of the hot liquid, “You like tea?”

Joel grimaced in disgust as he took a sip of his own tea. “No. Just tryin’ to be polite for ya.”

“You don’t have to drink it if you don’t like it,” you giggled. “But thank you. I appreciate it."

I just thought this was cute. Filth and defiling of washing machines to follow. @joelsgreys when you hear your washer make that little song when it's done washing your clothes, that is me thinking of u

npt - @futureman @sweetenerobert @tightjeansjavi @smok3r7 @bitchesuntitled

#strang3lov3 #tag game #dirty laundry

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burning-academia-if · 16 hours

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I'm so sorry for all the notifications lmao I'm going around liking every ask because i haven't been on the page for a bit. And why the fuck is all the asks making me like Lars. I don't want to like Lara because Lara doesn't want to like my MC.. i already have enough problems with Rook 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

I need to stay away from these problematic ROs. 😭

Oh quessssstiiioooon someone's probably asked this before but I've seen it on a few blogs. But since magic is obvs a thing. If someone cursed MC or gave them something that could only be broken by true love's kiss (especially since mc doesn't really have the healthiest relationship with those they are close to so who would think they could break a spell like that)

and it's after they've confessed to the ROs. How would they react to MC not waking up at first after they kissed them... but waking up after they've started having a major meltdown after all?

If you have gotten this ask could i please have a link because finding anything on tumblr is... 😒

And i literally fall in love with this goddamn IF every time i read anything on this page. It's a curse in itself... I hope you have a lovely weekend 🤣😇💜

Omg never apologize for mass liking, that's literally anyone on Tumblr's lifeblood lol

Also you know, I feel like Lars, despite being the biggest asshole of the ROs, is still less of a handful then Rook lmfaO good luck with dealing with them!

Also I have not been asked this one before! Felt very inspired it with, so I turned it into a prompt!

Rook:

You’re so still against the touch of his lips. You’re still even after he pulls away. His chest buzzes so loud it echoes in his ears. You don’t move, not even the flutter of your lashes and he should have known. How can he be your true love, when he spent so many years running away?

Whoever it is, would look you in the eyes when you said you loved them. They’re someone who would have taken you in their arms instead of turning away again and again. He sinks to his knees, hands clutching at the side of the bed where you lay. Tears burn at his eyes, but not a single one falls.

Even before he made this foolish decision, he knew. All that’s left is to find the one could wake up. If you’re life lays in the hands of someone else, a fact he always knew, then so be it.

He’ll let you go, like he should have so long ago. He will. He just needs another moment here with you before he turns away. He needs to hear your heartbeat and the cadence of your breathing for one last time.

Time passes as slow as honey, thick and opaque. His body is listless. In the silence, your breath catches and he blinks. Turns. You take another shaky breath, and when your eyes open, he’s on his feet.

“MC!” He gathers you in his arms, holding on tight. “Oh, thank god. I thought I lost you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

His forehead falls against your shoulder, and the tears finally fall. Your awake, your body is warm. And maybe, just maybe, he really does have a chance to make things right.

Beck:

When you don’t move after he pulls away, he doesn’t waver. Magic is strange, it can effect everyone differently, and with how much magic has affected you, he isn’t concerned that there isn’t an immediate response.

Instead, he takes a seat next to where you lay. He brings his knees up to his chest and tells you about all the things you’ve missed. The first flowers of spring, the new used bookstore that opened up on the corner, school events, and class drama.

The time ticks down, and it pricks at his heart. He keeps talking. About himself, about his life, about how he first fell for you, about how you are the warmth of the fire on a winter day, and if even if he isn’t your true love, then that’s ok. He’s just so glad he was able to have any time with you at all.

At some point, his throat is dry and he’s run out of words. What can he say, as the sky turns a dusty orange. He swallows, eyes fluttering closed and feel the first of the tears fall. If it isn’t him to wake you up, then who will it be? And how long will you be cursed to sleep until they find you?

A world without your laugh is far worse than a world where the two of you aren’t meant to be.

Then.

You shift beside him, and he goes still. When he looks, he sees your eyes flutter open, eyebrows furrowing as you look at him.

“…You’re awake.” He says, voice barely above a whisper. He brushes his fingers against your cheek, so impossibly gently. “You’re awake.”

He laughs, a watery, trembly sort of laugh, as he runs a thumb against your cheek. You’ll still be with him.

Rhea:

“Please wake up.” She whispers, kneeling next to you. There is no sign the kiss did anything. It’s fine, this isn’t the end of the world. She has had the logic of magic seared into her brain, and she knows how it works. She’ll wait. She can wait.

But still, you remain still. She gets up and moves around, to give her body something to do as she waits. She’s not good at that, waiting. She always needs to be in the midst of doing something. Making progress. When something’s out of her hands like this, she feels like she’s in freefall.

There might be a chance, she thinks as time ticks by, that you and her aren’t the ones for each other. Somehow, it makes the anxious energy in her gut easier to deal with. As long as she doesn’t think of the heartbreak that will hit the moment she leaves your side, it gives her a plan. Something to work towards. Steps to map out to figure out where to go from here and how to wake you up. The process of even finding the one who could do so.

She’s on step four when your fingers twitch. She goes still in response. All her thoughts scatter. Like a deer in headlights she watches you, wondering if it was just her imagination. But then your body shifts and she’s next to you again, softly calling your name.

“MC? Can you…can you hear me darling?” When you blink away, she feels a smile bloom despite herself. You’re awake and well and still hers.

Zoe:

There’s doubt in their chest even before they press a kiss against your lips. For it to be them? They’re not the kind of person who makes it into fairytales. They know this. Stories are the sort of thing they’ve studied their entire life. They exist on the other side of the glass, able to peer in but never able to be.

As you remain still, they stand and lean back on their heel. Whoever your true love is, it isn’t them. It isn’t that they doubt your love, but it’s hard to imagine that kind of forever for them. If this was the fate they were dealt, then so be it. And even so, you were their first love, and that’s a kind of special whatever comes next can’t take away. Even on different paths, even living different lives, you can both still be a fond memory for the other.

But god, they’ve never experience heartbreak either or the way it collides into their body and leaves them breathless. They wanted this. Every moment with you was a dream they never thought they’d get a chance to see. They were awkward and clumsy, and they were the luckiest person alive to have been able to met you.

They press a hand against their mouth, to stop the sob that’s trying to break through them. The image of you blurs as tears collect in their eyes and stream down their cheeks. They squeeze their eyes shut, trying to collect themselves.

It’s why it startles them, when they feel a hand reaching out, “…Zoe?”

They choke on a gasp, eyes flying open to see you awake. You’ve pulled yourself up, and your eyes are open. It strikes them so suddenly, they all but throw themselves against you. Any embarrassment they used to feel is gone. They’ll never let themselves hesitate again.

Lars:

“You would get yourself cursed.” He whispered against your lips as he pulls away. He doesn’t believe in true love or soulmates. For a curse to be based on the concept, it must make it the flimsiest curse to have been made. All it really needs is love and faith and stubbornness. Maybe his faith is lacking, but he sure as hell can make up for it with stubbornness.

So he waits. He leans his head back, closes his eyes, and wonders how long it will take. His hand toys with your fingers absently. With you asleep, you won’t be able to comment on the display. He still remembers when you said you loved him, the look in your eyes that left no room for doubt. He thought you were making a terrible decision, but he wasn’t one to complain. Your terrible decision, just lead to his great decision to go along with it.

The time passes slow, but the anxiety never comes. That isn’t who he is. Not when he’s sure about this, or at least more sure about it then whatever magic was used on you. And even if the kiss doesn’t wake you up, he’ll just find whoever cursed you in the first place and make them reap the consequences.

When he feels your hand move, slipping your fingers between his, he sighs, “About time you got up.”

“Lars? My hand—”

“Don’t get used to it.” You laugh, the sound scratchy from sleep, and he feels his body relax. It was nice to have you back.

???:

They know your souls are too entwined to have a doubt. That doesn’t not mean there won’t be blood on their hands for what was done to you. How dare someone curse the one they love. How dare someone put their hands on you.

They’re kiss is so painfully soft despite the violent rage in their chest. It’s been so long since they’ve felt this burning under their skin. Did the Curse Giver think you were alone and unloved? Did they not realize you had someone who was entwined with you in every way, down to the way you take a breath.

The wraiths flicker around them, agitated by the tremble in their body. They keep close to you, body curved as a way to shield you from the rest of the earth. If you don’t wake soon, they’re hands will find a blade, and that blade will find a body. The wraiths whisper amongst each other, as though capable of soothing them.

“But you were cursed even before this, weren’t you?” They breathe, pressing another kiss to your forehead. You shift beneath them, and when they pull away you open your eyes.

You say their name, and the sound of it wraps around them. They have a Curse Giver to kill, but for now, they only lay down beside you, and ask if you’re ok. You’ve been asleep for so long, and it took too long to get to you. They’ll never be late again.

#em answers #ch: rook #ch: beck #ch: rhea #ch: zoe #ch: lars #ch: ???#true loves kiss in the world of fairytales? more likely then you think #also got to write angry ??? for the first time let's goooo

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elvisabutler · 2 years

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im returning the favor jsjsks please share your thoughts on incubus aus??? 👁️

oh man i wonder who this is!!! gee whiz!!! thoughts below the cut!

that image up there. that is incubus austin. just no doubt about it. just looking you dead on, panties dropping hello darling.

definitely fit and strong. lifts you regardless of your size like you're a feather. if you're bigger you might be startled by this but he just shrugs because inhuman being, darling.

normal teeth probably until he's actively feeding from you. then he's got some fangs and elongated teeth like he could tear you apart.

nice dick. he can do things with his dick human men only dream about and despite it being long and girthy you never feel that much pain from it austin makes sure of that.

calls you darling in a southern accent like elvis's sometimes but other times he calls you darling in his normal voice, his california style voice. you're not sure which one you like best.

he likes having sex with you while you're sleeping. you realized this fairly early on and while the first few times you were miffed because you get that he's an incubus and that's what he's known for but seriously austin. you realize that honestly after a while you actually kind of enjoy waking up to his head in between your thighs or his cock inside you. ( i mean who wouldn't though? )

he does not only feed from you. he tried for about a week before realizing that no, he was always going to end up taking too much from you because that's what an incubus does. and he found after the second or third time he did that to you he- was a little bothered by it.

like @sassy-ahsoka-tano said he is the toughest dom around. you don't say no. you do what you're told. the only time austin believes a no from you is when he hears your safe word. that's when he'll switch everything off when he'll accept you needing to tap out, needing to have what he wants to do explained better.

but being a brat? oh no, no darling you're a brat and you can find a human to fuck you. he is not a brat tamer and never wants to be.

i'd also kind of peg him as a pleasure dom? like obsessed with seeing you come over and over and over and feeling every bit of pleasure he can ring from you. partially because it feeds him but partially because you look so good like that and he's so glad he can do that for you.

summoning him was an accident done by your friends and technically he should have left a while ago, but you've inticited him in a way he hasn't felt since he was human.

you make him wish he was human sometimes. because then- well he's a little sentimental over you.

there's one time when your friends try and summon another incubus/succubus for you, not realizing he still exists around you.

the second he sees them? oh no it's done. he's literally fighting this incubus/succubus and kicking them out of the house.

he doesn't let himself be seen by your friends before then. after that time? he's making sure he's materializing the second you're out with them, arm wrapped around you and making you whimper against him in a crowded bar.

your friends stop trying to set you up with anyone after that.

austin totally fell for you a year into him feeding off you and giving you marks in every spot imaginable and you know enjoying yourself.

you fell for him 6 month before he realized that. you do don't tell him until he tells you that he fell for you.

this whole thing? doesn't end well because austin is still an incubus, still a demonic creature at heart. he might have a heart of gold but- you also want normal things in life. a family and everything.

so you tell austin to leave.

maybe he grants you your wish. maybe you have a cambion. maybe you don't. maybe you just get to date normal men and women who don't satisfy you and maybe you try and summon him back but it never works.

what you do know is that you don't see anyone like him until you meet a blonde totally normal guy that looks identical to him minus a really cute bit of blond hair. it's not him even if they share the same name and that's a good thing. ( i'm not saying he found a way to become human but w/e w/e it's my thoughts. )

#you're gonna make me write this too aren't you.#i feel it in my bones.#incubus!austin #that last bit is just me being an asshole.#nsfw?#kind of.

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orionsangel86 · 5 days

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#I know this is gonna come across as a bit pathetic #but I was already feeling a bit untethered today #wondering if I actually have a purpose here #ever since I came back to tumblr after my 4 month break I've felt very alone here #it feels a bit like everyone moved on without me #and I dunno i guess I hoped I'd be able to dive right back in again and just start engaging and enjoying it #but honestly I have been plagued with anxiety and intrusive thoughts about not being wanted #and the last thing I needed was some asshole anon #I'm already wondering if people are finding my event annoying #like maybe i should just shut up and quit #but I really fucking like doing this stuff I just wish I didn't feel so isolated #I'm being stupid i know #you should never trust how you feel about yourself after 9pm #but bleurgh its a horrible feeling #shut up saz

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running-in-the-dark · 2 months

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had one very short interaction with my mother-in-law and once again I think I won't get through living here until the end of March :)

#she drives me insane #she asked something. I answered. she goes 'okAaaAayyyy?' in the most irritating tone ever.#like what is wrong with you. what.#she's so fucking irritating. truly the most joyless serious bitter person I have ever met (and I have met my mother so...... that's saying #something)#it's just. man social interaction is already so difficult but she just. makes EVERYTHING weird.#literally dude all I said was that yes everything's great with me and the cats 👍 how ELSE was I supposed to respond to that??#I know I'm overthinking it and being a horrible ungrateful little bitch but god I just can't stand her #I don't CARE what they do for us I still just don't like them 😭 yes I know I'm the worst 😭#my husband had to promise me that I won't have to see them more than twice a year once we move. I just. they drain every last bit of life #and joy and happiness out of everything #drives me insane #anyway I'm done being an asshole for now #been trying to take a tumblr break but where else would I complain about this.#personal

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inspector-montoya-fox · 7 months

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Lol

#lil miss Ting decided to boot up the ol ps2 two days before leaving and summer after summer of saying she'll play it #clock me. honestly i deserve it at this point #the last save was in 2012. before that 2008 2007 and 2005 *sobs*#so anyway... i don't remember it being this much fun ?? kinda re-assessing my entire childhood reality rn #ratchet is such a bitch too. we stan #it's also difficult ????? umm ????#but WHY are the checkpoints in this game so atrocious? like i'm a good 5 minutes into the level and it'll take me back to the beginning #i also watched a bit from a walkthrough of the ps4 version that i just found out exists #it's basically an entirely different game but why does it seem so lifeless you know? like it fails to capture the original's charm #why did they de-asshole-ise ratchet? the point of the original is like a journey towards maturity. at least that's what i got #before earning a sense of heroism he's like throwing shade and tantrums and just wants to ride his hoverboard #on the ps4 he's been like... Cocomelon'd ? idk #i want the trial of Skidd McMarx for Ace Attorney 7 #smash

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unproduciblesmackdown · 11 months

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eddie bracken as orville wingait in summer stock (1950)

#don't get it wrong abigail whacking orville upside the head is during their comedy backstage 5 sec to Resolution ending rush #literal last minute conclusion crunch in unsurprising formatting lol; i chose a more peaceful gif to end on. note the prior one's [feet Up]#i hope this illustrates There Is Much Material. more clips than this & truly as good or better a role as any others to choose from here #summer stock #conveniently it's apparently wingait in the movie but via that casting news this (2023) role is wingate #tcm fancam life...we've all been there. akd talking abt meet me in st. louis like maybe i should rewatch lol. have to muddle through someho #anyways there's for sure room to like grab a little thread of plot and enhance it in this story. e.g. orville & abigail could talk Thrice #their B-plot / more idiosyncratic romance there is still >>>>>> the main JUDY & GENE one unsurprisingly even w/o a third convo lol #whoops the main guy is an asshole. judy/jane learns she loves show business so just kinda may as well be in love w/the show guy ig #like girl you don't have to be...but ofc already although her & orville's dynamic is pleasant enough she seems somewhat disinterested #while fascinatingly for our purposes though orville is framed a bit like [this NERD] he can't be too dunked on b/c [romantic B-plot]#meanwhile abigail's Undeserving Of Gene/Joe (she is but she's too good for him) qualities being just that she's been too Indulged so like #in her lack of protestant ethic farm work she's so conceited & sensitive that she wants to rest & not be yelled at???#smash cut to for real judy/jane on Opening Night like asking tentatively like oh romantic interest you're Not gonna yell at me..??#but she's been Hard Working so she will tolerate the physical AND emotional demands. but she's also more Talented than abigail #so joe need not be mean to her Anyways like. okay wild maybe we could rework that but congrats abigail for NOT ending up w/him fr #meanwhile orville's arc (joe has none to speak of save realizing he wants to make out w/this other woman now) is as clear as anyone's #extricate himself from otherwise only getting to be an extension of his father who is generally interfering / directing / demeaning him als #another ''well i don't know about that'' element in that when orville Does tell him to cut that out his dad actually just rolls with that #and becomes more amicable lol like well that does work out & it's unsurprisingly like cmon orv you can't LET him treat you like that...#and if you didn't? he'd just be like ''oh haha okay''...like is abigail supposed to be ''right'' abt uhh romance there but yet she's just #too sensitive to handle Tell Don't Ask / No Apologies? maybe; but they both end up getting to Not Stand For It lol. i think that that would #ofc still be fun to develop. whereas w/joe it's like uh maybe make him Not a huge asshole in the end / judy p much in love w/Showbiz....#abigail & orville out here decidedly Not About Nonsense....but still a bit zany ig such that after the [imagine the foley] hit: it's good #like i'm sure it's ''orville's still enough of a NERD to be chill w/that'' & ''abigail's still DIFFICULT enough to put her foot down''#['50 gender politics] we all know that couple whose flaws & idiosyncrasies allow them to Apologize & Ask & use their inside voices #and be all upset if someone's trying to demean them. unlike True Romance of the man who won't bully his wife if she earns it :')#joe could instead uhh be a harried director who's actually Wrong for being a dick to his gf (if we even include that) w/the various sources #of pressure to make a show Work but there's all this req'd spontaneity / flexibility anyways & he learns that even if he's clenching throug #it he can Not take it out on other people / Make it succeed by Making ppl do anything. & also jane reminds him of Passion for this.

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violexides · 9 months

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God. komaeda really was a great character huh. (plus, ramblings about my favorite 'character types' and queerness in DR in tags).

#ides.txt #sorry i've been watching anime clips for the last hour or so.#kirigiri's false death actually made me cry and kizakura's as well (i'd never watched that one).#i also saw the juzo scene which. i know this is likely a controversial take but let me say this.#i'm quite happy with the fact that despite the NUMEROUS writing faults and outright creepy/gratuitously dark #writing of DR; they really do include a lot of queer characters that are like. explicitly queer.#i just come from AA which while the writing is MUCH better there is only slight hints of a character being queer #herlock does 'costumes'. edgeworth and his damn feelings. klavier and 'my boyfriend is the prosecution's witness'#but in DR it's like actually this guy is just gay. and i do appreciate that.#there is obviously a degree of homophobic writing in the series but i think now that i'm older i see the like.#novelty of having characters as explicitly straight as other characters are explicitly queer.#anyway this all was about komaeda i was just. every day i loom treacherously close to just writing DR fic again.#i think i have certain character typings that i like.#one of them is characters who are distinctly along the rude-asshole spectrum (ranging from-#gina lestrade to apollo justice to hinata hajime to mondo owada etc.)#and then characters who are cunning and complex. i think a cunning character is the key to my heart.#klavier gavin. komaeda nagito. to an extent herlock but i haven't finished his game yet.#i think it's difficult because of all character traits that one is most likely to get brushed over in fanon.#i just wish i started writing fic when i was a little bit older so i could have understood that piece of him.#but as always i can't exactly blame myself for projecting undiagnosed mental illness on him #as i wasn't exactly ooc about it. i understand him (i barely understand him).

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milkweedman · 2 years

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Had the first of 3 appointments that precede me getting pain management, which was mostly just talking abt the chronic pain and how it affected my life. Usually i would say its pretty bad but after being asked a lot of qualitative questions abt it i have realized its actually like. Real bad.

#which i guess makes me feel a little better abt how incapable of everything ive been recently #my sister has been increasingly shitty about it so ive been having a lot of feelings of like.#wow maybe i am just being a spoiled lazy asshole and maybe my sister is right to roll her eyes when i say #that i need the cast iron to stay on the stove because lifting it up is painful and difficult #and maybe i am just being intentionally difficult by not wanting to do things where i will have to stand #or even just exist outside my house for long periods of time #feel a bit more justified now. plus the lady i talked to was super nice AND told me i should ask my doctor #to renew that gabapentin scrip. i was worried even asking would be considered drug seeking but also it helped so much...#really bad past few weeks on all fronts though #but today i am spending my last $8 on weed and i am gonna sit outside and do some spinning for the rest of the day #and just generally ignore everything shitty #at least thats the plan.#chronic illness

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theearnestonion · 2 years

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vent/rant ahead, especially in the tags:

I don't think I'll ever get people who scorn subcultures popular with teens, like emo, goth, scene, punk & whatever else. emo seems to get Extra distain.

Like, come on dude. All this vitriol toward something that makes people happy, and what for? Something that makes young people exploring who they are feel confident & secure & validated? Something at might have made You happy once? And what fucking for? Because you have put the weight of your hatred of your past self or some specific shitheads you knew as a kid on everyone else's shoulders? On Teenagers' shoulders?? fuck you.

#rant tw #vent tw #this isn't even directed at anyone I can think of.#just saw an ad where a woman eating a vegan snack bar is confronted by her emo/scene 16 y/o self. and it was sort of mocking of teenagers #with the ''you don't understand me >:('' thing. and its like #yes. teens feel misunderstood. because of Shit Like This. someone frustrated with growing up & becoming aware of all the bad shit in the #whole fucking world. the limitation of their station in life after being told they could be anything #(yea I'm projecting w that last bit but hear me out)#ESPECIALLY kids with unaddressed mental health issues. WILL FEEL FUCKING MISUNDERSTOOD #BECAUSE THEY /ARE/ MISUNDERSTOOD.#being young is HARD no matter what fucking adults tell you. middle school is Hard. Highschool is Hard.#Life Is Hard. stop mocking literal kids for finding joy individuality confidence or an outlet for negative emotions.#dealing with frustration anger sadness & loneliness through fashion instead of self-destructive behaviors is HEALTHY you chucklekfucks #and if you teach young people that their likes & interests & outlets are Bad & Embarrassing they WILL find other outlets. ones that might #not be as healthy as poofy scene-kid emo-swoop hair and combat boots & big-ass winged eyeliner #anyways cringe culture is dead. not because ''don't be mean to people uwu'' but because making Children feel like they are stupid #for their likes and interests is Middleschool Bully Tier Shit #(altho "don't be mean to people uwu'' is also a Reasonable Thing. not wanting people to be assholes to u is a pretty standard human trait)#and making Kids feel like they can't have their own healthy emotional outlets like style and music Will push them to more private &#more destructive ones.#let Kids be themselves & explore '''embarrassing''' subcultures that make them feel safe & understood.#let Teens be themselves & explore '''embarrassing''' subcultures that make them feel safe & understood.#let Adults be themselves & explore '''embarrassing''' subcultures that make them feel safe & understood.#and fuck everyone else.#cringe culture is dead #anyways I'm big mad how bout ya'll

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munamania · 2 years

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sorry bitterness consumes the soul etc etc <33 i will say though. depending on what is going through her head this could all be really fucking cruel lmfao

#like. alright. idk if she Knows i have feelings for her but given the whole blocked stories thing and whatever like. who knows #what bf said. and whether she is or was at any point genuinely confused or something because she does like him but we. hit it off. and it #was all just a Lot. like that doesn’t give the excuse for the times when it felt like she was sorta.. leading me on. yk. though maybe i was #truly delusional and stupid last semester i don’t know. maybe she just also enjoys talking to me on a friendly level and that’s fine and all #but it’d be really weird if she like. also refuses to acknowledge me outside of class? or anything like that..#or like. basically was just using me to stroke her ego in that sense if she does Know. like that would be shitty #would i like to be friends sure do i think this would absolutely crush my soul probably.#and i’d like to say ohh i don’t think she’s doing xy or z but i truly don’t know her. you know. beyond the little bits #of time we’ve had to talk about our lives and whatever #and anyway. it is stupid that i’ve spent so long trying to guess at what’s on her mind cause i’ll never know unless you know.#we’re ever close enough that we can talk about it or. whatever.#so. i definitely think when i see her again i’m going to take any chance i can to say something about last semester. um yk. in a way that #makes sense i’m not just insane. though i do hope that i can subtly make boyfriend seem really paranoid and weird. sorry. lol. but he was!#honestly if i were hitting on her or trying to make a move i’d understand him being like that but i was polite and friendly #so he has no business getting involved in my personal feelings! yeah i #don’t like him yeah i have feelings for his gf but you get what i mean i’m not. Trying to be an asshole here.#do i wish they’d break up? if she’s not happy. but am i going to like literally be a homewrecker? obviously not again who knows #if i even have the sway to. SORRY i’m being soooo insane one thing about me i can talk about a topic #a million times. anyway.#i just hope it’s not insane emotional manipulation or anything on anyones part i don’t know.#we have a really easy banter so i think it’ll be easy enough to talk to her and then hopefully. have a little bit more clarity as to where #we stand. yk.#abby talks #might delete this later if i decide i’m being a little tooooo 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫#i guess what i’m trying to say is. because this isn’t all the clear and obviously it’d be fine if we’re just friends. but the way we #interact is a little. idk. like we tease each other a lot and it’s like girl idk u tho… i’m having fun but huh?

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onrainynights · 7 months

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so there's this stray cat who lives on my street who showed up around the same time as patch (a stray we took in who we think was a pet someone abandoned) and she was very wary of people but would play with patch and eat his food and sometimes sleep in his little shelter on the porch. she was mostly white with a couple of dark brown spots and she was in our yard so often that we named her. except we named her "Nothing" so that when she was on our porch and the dog barked at her we could say "nothing's out there" which we thought was very clever and funny. anyway now she has 4 kittens that live under our house and they're almost full grown but they're very cute

#there's always been a lot of stray cats in our neighborhood which is possibly connected to the fact that we are like 50 yards from the #local animal shelter #anyway Nothing is a bit of a redemption because the last time a cat had her kittens under our house she was taken by animal control #(because of a neighbor being an asshole) and we had to find the kittens and raise them ourselves #they were about 2 weeks old at the time :/ but now we still have 2 of them :) Henry and Alex <3 #but yeah letting Nothing and her kittens live peacefully there makes me so happy like. they're just cozy!!

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sexbot300 · 2 months

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Geto was an asshole. He took pride in the fact that he had you soaking your panties just from exchanging a few degrading words.

Gojo was a bigger asshole. He would point out how making fun of your slicked folds, clinging onto your pink panties, made you even wetter.

“No way Suguru,” your back completely pressed to a wall, too timid to move, “I think if we say something else she might just squirt.” His slender fingers lifted at the edge of your skirt, raising the front piece of fabric. This left the two tall men gazing at your exposed thighs, revealing your underwear on full display.

The black-haired man stood up from the edge of the bed, “Poor thing, poor, poor girl.” His voice full of a condescending pity, “Are you sure she didn’t already cum?” His piercing gaze left your weeping cunt before casually pulling out his phone.

You stood there, gulping slowly, skin feeling incredibly hot to the touch. Fuck. “P-please… just stop, you’ve been teasing me for an hour, I’m a good girl, I promi-”

“Oh! Oh~ you hear that, Suguru?! I think the toy thinks we care about it’s feelings.” He lets out a little snicker.

Dropping to his knees, Gojo stands mere inches away from your slick heat. With his free hand, his thumb and index finger grip the upper part of your panties. In an instance, he shoves your underwear upwards, causing a bit of pressure to your clit and revealing more of your lips. A gasp left your mouth.

“How adorable,” he cooed, warm breath hitting your pussy with every word he exclaims “greedy little cunt is eating even her panties up. How gross~”

Geto’s face makes a sweet smile, “I think,” he clicks his tongue, his darkened eyes meeting yours, “I think she’s lying about being a “good girl” Satoru…” he shifted his body around so you can only see his intimidating, broad, back.

Geto angled the phone so it displays you shamefully pinned against a wall, the squatting Gojo inches away from your cunt staring at the front-facing camera. The pair sharing shit-eating grins. A ding button. Recording.

“Put on a show for us, y/n, yeah?” Geto spoke softly, slowly tugging at the hem of his pants while approaching you.

“Don’t be camera shy! This isn’t blackmail! We just want to help you come to terms that you’re nothing but a dirty slut that exists to take our cocks.” Gojo pouted his lips, “okay?”

You only blinked several times at both of the men, they shared a look of hunger in their eyes.

43:57 minutes and seconds in. You’re laying on your back, thighs pinned behind by two large hands. The bed creaked with every thrust Gojo pounds into you, his veiny cock angling in a way that made your eyes roll back into your skull. Your cunt feels as if it’s about to tear from the girth this man had, but you did not want this to stop. Above you stood Geto, his massive balls slapping against your nose as his dick abused your throat while face fucking you.

Tears rolling down your face, mascara staining your cheeks, lipstick smeared on both dicks and their faces, saliva pooling everywhere. Was it moans that escaped your mouth or the sound of gagging?

“Y-yeah? You see that Sugur-” grunt, “-uhhh. Just had to break this cunt in.” He grinned while pushing into you at an impossibly fast pace. Skin on skin, pelvis on pelvis– harshly filling the room with sound.

A chuckle erupted from the other man, face in a haze while you sucked his dick as if it’s your last meal. “T-told you “good girls” don’t take a cock this good.”

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