that's not the point of this i hope you see that it's something else)

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ok so you know how every time shiro mentions not making it, and keith just panics? closes up and immediately cuts him off? the thought of losing shiro is clearly upsetting, but i dont think shiro realizes just how much this affects keith until bom 

becuase the last time shiro talks about it is here 

right before they reach the base of marmora. 

which means, after seeing keith’s hallucination of all this 

he never mentions leaving him again. 

and while you can say that shiro and keith both see each other at their lowest points, there’s definitely something that feels more vulnerale about shiro peering into keith’s mind. and not only that, but the fact that he directly sees how keith views him. its this intrusion on a deeply personal, intimate moment. and honestly, i think keith seeing something similar from shiro’s perspective would be the only thing to put them on equal footing 

we already know the black lion can use the astral plane to project zarkon’s memories. so i think, once keith takes over, it will probably share some of shiro’s. of course, part of why bom is so painful is because shiro is privy to these moments against keith’s will. this isnt something hes sharing voluntarily. so as a counter to that, i would hope their link with black lion would allow shiro to reach out to him and share memories in a mutually agreed upon way 

a few thoughts about RSD cus i was typing out a huge thing anyway LMAO

OK SO i’ve been hoping someone would mention this bc I personally have been having a WILD TIME with this particular symptom! But knowing what it is is definitely helping me figure out how to cope with it cus it is definitely a roller coaster.

My particular experience idk how frequent it is in the ADHD community but like you, I was never told about this symptom at all. [but for me a lot of adhd symptoms im actually discovering through research and not doctors visits]

BASICALLY ok rejection sensitive dysphoria is for right now as far as we know, ADHD specific, though there have been discussions in a ton of communities over how it is possible some BPD [borderline personality disorder, not bipolar] sufferers experience it as well. But until thats really delved upon, right now, it is ADHD specific. [research changes constantly and alters all we know]

However we know ADHD sufferers are all under the same umbrella when it comes to being more sensitive to rejection, teasing, criticism, or feeling like you’ve failed. So far its believed at least 90%-100% of ADHD people experience this, as after being told what it is instantly identify it within themselves.

Rejection sensitive dysphoria feels like this ok:

Lets imagine everything’s fine in your day, but you say something to someone and you’re not expecting it, but they either make you feel slighted/insulted/rejected/youre not good enough. Even if they don’t mean to! Even if they are not trying to hurt your feelings and didn’t think about it, it just comes across that way.

What this causes you to feel is an immediate overwhelming emotional response and there are 2 ways most ADHD people react to it. The common symptom overall is just an overwhelming sense of discomfort and pain. It is so intense that you feel you may not be able to live with it.

Internalized: You feel extremely distressed and like you’ve hit a low point. From now on, nothing you do ever again will ever matter. You’ve hit the end of the road in your life. Suicide and ending it all seem like a reasonable thing to do, but you know you’re not going to do that. You become noticeably depressed and low energy. Most people who have this response believe they’ve been misdiagnosed and are actually rapid-cycling bipolar, but thats because this is a very commonly missed symptom of ADHD.

Externalized: You lash out at the person causing you pain. It seems only right, as they were the one causing you this INTENSE discomfort. It really appears like you’re having an anger meltdown of sorts. Lashing out you expect to feel some relief but may soon realize you’ve overreacted, and embarrassed yourself, which unfortunately causes more pain and embarrassment.

Anyhow, what this causes I’ve learned in a lot of ADHD sufferers is it alters their behavior so much bc they want to avoid this feeling SO MUCH that they will do one of several [or all] of these with their life:

  1. Become people pleasers. Forgetting their personal goals, they look into what others around them are really really into and chameleon those things, seeking praise and admiration. This is seen as a way to avoid the intense pain of RSD.
  2. Stop trying. If you don’t try something new, you can’t fail at it. It’s really not worth the risk of subjecting yourself repeatedly to this dysphoria. The idea of putting yourself out there provokes such an intensely deep anxiety that it stops you dead in your tracks.
  3. Become perfectionists. Using the sensation of RSD to overachieve, they strive to be the absolute best at what they do. They seek to be above criticism, you cannot criticize this perfection. The problem this causes, as it does seem glamorous, is that perfection is never attainable so they are constantly driven to achieve more. Overworked, stressed, never satisfied with the outcome.

Coping:

Ok so there’s not a lot about coping with RSD that doesn’t deal with medication, but I’m not medicated and so I’m here to tell you what you might can do to help yourself.

First off, just knowing this thing has a name has really helped and let me step back and analyze whenever I start to feel these come on, and I know I’m not alone there. The intense pain of RSD is actually stated to as an episode, so treating these as you would a mood swing or mood episode could be a good start.

When you feel yourself being slighted over something someone has said, do not react to them right away. Give yourself a bit of space. Analyze it. Do you have the right to feel the way you’re starting to feel? You have to be honest with yourself.

If you see that no harm was intended, but feel slighted and start to feel this emotional reaction, you have to distance yourself. If internalized, maybe ask for attention but do not demand it or rely on it, maybe talk about something else and come back to this later.

If you feel like you’re about to lash out at others, definitely remove yourself from the situation until you’ve calmed down. You’ll feel a lot better about not reacting to the first thing that comes to mind later, thus saving yourself further embarrassment dysphoria.

Overall, I know its hard to be easy on yourself when the stakes are so high emotionally. But you have to try. I’m not a professional and I’m still trying to see whats beneficial to coping with this. Trying not to ignore your own emotions, but also seeing where the line should be drawn between acknowledgement and letting yourself get lost in it.

Do any followers or mods have any coping ideas?

-Mod Speedo

56th Street - Peter Parker

request -  Hey, could you do a story where the reader (who doesn’t really know Peter but maybe they go to the same school?) finds one of Peter’s backpacks that he left behind and tries to find him to give it back to him? And maybe that happens more than one time and reader tries to solve this backpack mystery? Hope you can work with this messy idea, your blog’s name somehow gave me the idea.

a/n - this idea made me so happy!!!! (for obvious reasons LMAO) i tried to show his more dorky side in this fic and i’m sorry if it failed, but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

I was walking down 53rd street, headphones in and heading home straight from work. I decided to take the short way home through a small alleyway, but was stopped when I almost tripped over something.

What the hell-” I thought to myself, looking down to see a small backpack. It seemed as if it was left here since the sun was going down and everyone was starting to head home for the day. My eyes then caught onto the zipper was broken from the side down.

Parker.” I huffed in my mind, recognizing the faulty zipper. This had marked the third time that I’ve found his backpack within the last month. Peter and I had never spoken to one another outside of Chemistry, and I never understood why he would be rushing out of school so quickly. Every time I found his backpack it would also be in the same place too, which I found odd.

I zipped his backpack up and looked at the tag on one of its straps.

20 Ingram Street.” I typed into my phone, slinging the backpack around my shoulder and following the directions that radiated off of the screen, luckily not being longer than a 10 minute walk.

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Langst i thought about late at night im sorry

ok so i don’t have a lot of evidence on this considering i don’t have screenshots and i really need to binge voltron again but im making this off of pure memory so hear me out ok? im porbably looking way too deep into this lmao

I think Lance feeling like he’s a seventh wheel is completely justified. 

Alright so everyone has had that moment where you make a joke and everybody just stay silent like it isnt funny, right? Well if you think about it, Lance has those moments every time he makes a joke or tries to lighten the mood, all of the time. Nobody really laughs at his comments or even pays much attention to them in the first place, only gets glares in return.

Now clearly, Lance usually cracks a joke for comic relief, but apparently no one else finds it funny. For example, he comes out of the pod after healing and everyone is happy to see him.  But as soon as he starts talking, people just groan and act like, “Oh, it’s that Lance, he hasn’t changed one bit,” and act clearly annoyed. Even his idol, Shiro, acts fed up with his shit- which in some cases is justified, but most times, it shouldnt matter, he’s just trying to be funny lmao.  Lance probably feels, unwanted, out of place, like he is the fifth wheel because no one really accepts him, and everyone finds him annoying.

Its not even just with Lance’s sense of humor, too.

People always think his ideas are stupid.

For example, the iconic scene where he keeps Keith from running straight into the danger that could get both of them killed, he suggests his alternate idea. Keith- who usually thinks Lance’s ideas are dumb, automatically jumps to the conclusion that his idea is going to be. Before he can argue, though, he works it out and sees that maybe Lance’s alternate route is a good idea. 

People disagree with the way he wants to complete something, in season 2, Lance comes up with the idea to form Voltron in a situation and everyone vouches against it, however 30 seconds later, they end up forming Voltron, like he said, anyway. 

Another reason, people also think little of him, they underestimate him, and that all starts with the Garisson. He was told that the only reason he ever got at his fighter pilot class was because his rival was kicked out of school, and without that he shouldnt have even been there. Again, he feels out of place, and like he doesnt belong. Then, his idol, his hero, Shiro, shows up, and when he finally feels like he has a purpose, like he could accomplish something amazing, but then Keith shows up. Even then, he doesnt give up, he is like “um excUSE ME BITCH I CALLED SAVING SHIRO FIRST” And once again, he doesnt want his rival that always beat him to do that once again. 

And again in season two, there’s clearly favoritism happening between Keith and Shiro, and Lance is jealous of course. Like, he finally gets to meet and work with his idol, and when he wants to go with Shiro on a mission, SHiro chooses Keith over him. Man, I wonder why he’s so overdramatic about it. Its not like he was treated the same damn way at the gaRISSON OR ANYTHING NAHH

No, but clearly, he has an inferiority complex, especially when it comes to keith, because he knows hes better than him in every way.

People in the show also deny that he has any good skills, and even he himself starts to believe it, when sorta venting to the yupper. (i die a little inside whenever i see it)

I loved it when shiro gave him praise for once because it was specifically for him and not directed at the whole time. It was good job LANCE

And honestly the pride on his face was so heartwarming like omg thank you shiro for ackowledging him

im probably going way off track but anyway 

daily dose of what its like in my mind 24/7 lmao

I hope in season 3 they kinda bring his insecurities up again as a sort of conflict i mean- with Keith possibly becoming Black Paladin, Lance is probably gonna be hella jealous and im sure thats gonna instigate a fight between them, and now theres not really a mediator. So. Fantastic…..

Guys i feel like a lot fo stuff goes right back to shiro, how lance probably aspires to be like him, or be good in his eyes and therefore be good for the rest of the team but hes having this inferiority complex because he feels unappreciated. Like hes just that annoying guy they dont really need and they could replace him if they wanted to, and keeping all of those thoughts hidden or masked by this confident facade is like

lance youre gonna break at some point 

I hope lance gets the recognition and the acknowledgement he deserves in season 3 i swear he better not be tossed under the rug.

letters to the signs as i know them right now

aries: hey, i miss you. snap me sometime? I miss your smile. i miss laughing with you and eating ramen. i miss those summer nights where we turned night into day. you were my best friend and I’m not entirely sure what happened. but i sure miss you a lot. 

taurus: you were my go to. the one i could trust and knew would be there for me. im really sad you broke that. i miss you, or i miss who i thought you were. because what you did isn’t what you would do. so maybe you’re very different than what i thought. hopefully sometime you would be willing to talk it out. i know you’re stubborn as shit and wont apologize. so ill do it instead. i love you. im sorry.

gemini: oh you. well i still love you, you know. hopefully you do. i repeated it to you the last few times we spoke. i miss laying in my backyard and looking at the stars with you. i miss getting popsicles and walking downtown with you. i miss your hands. but i heard someone else is holding them now. i miss your hair. i also that heard you cut it all off. i hope one day ill get to see you again. maybe you’ll come back here to visit. or ill stop by colorado. and we can smoke a bowl or something. you’re always in my heart. sometimes, you even sneak your way into my daydream.

cancer: you’re the only one who doesn’t hate me, i think. even though you have good reason to. when you saw me standing alone today, you were the only one to come say hi. i appreciated that more than anything. thank you. thank you, for being kind. thank you for taking care of my friend.

leo: hey, im constantly torn between talking to you or not. I’ve learned my lesson not to play with fire with you. but the sun soaks up water and maybe thats why im constantly drawn to you. you were my only friend for most of high school and i appreciate that. maybe its best if we keep a distance. and just remember the good times. 

virgo: hi. i miss you the most, probably. its your third year away from home and i miss your face like hell. i wish you didn’t have to leave at such an early age. i wish we got to spend our last teenage years together. thanks for making me always feel okay with myself. even if no one else is okay with me. and making me feel normal. i love u to the moon and back. and then again, a couple more times.

libra: im sorry. im really sorry. there isn’t any use apologizing or explaining myself because i was in the wrong. but sometimes, i wish i could tell you i wasn’t the only one. and your friend who tells you things about me that aren’t all true, also did things to you. but i wont tell you that. i dont want to be like her. but i dont think you would believe me even if i did. i do care about you. you’re one of my only friends. i hope i can repaire that. 

scorpio: i dont get to talk to you much. but the day i was sat with your friends and they all left, you stayed. i really appreciate that. more than you know. it warmed my heart. and that was the first time i felt something like that. 

sagittarius: hi u. you’re like my brother. i feel like i can talk to you. and you wont judge me. i like hanging out with you. you’re about the only guy who will talk to me and listens to me, not what everyone else says about me. you’re real. when you let me see that part of you its wonderful. i wish it would come out more.

capricorn: i dont know what you think of me right now. i really care about you. i hope being the friend that i have you can see that. your smile is breathtaking. i know he’s taking care of you. thats all i ever hope for. i love you. 

aquarius: im sorry i put so much pressure on you. thank you for being there while i figure out my situation. im sorry if i seem clingy. i would hug u all the time if i could. but i know ur aquarian independence is important. i admire that a lot, actually. i love you so much. thank you for always trusting me. xx

pisces: hi. i wrote you another letter. i wont give that one to you though. it hurt me when you told everyone about the one i wrote you. i poured my heart into 6 pages. it took me an hour to put together. everything put together in a system that would translate as genuine. i hope when you’re older, you’ll learn something like that stays in your heart, and not your mouth. i looked over at you today. you were already looking at me. i don’t know what to think about that. i hope we can be friends again, at some point. 

hold my beer

Ok so this is yet another idea that I will NEVER have time to write (for those that follow my Cross the River one shots, I’m still sorry for inflicting the half finished fics on you haha. But I’m not sorry for inflicting this idea on you

Three words:

Drunk. Ladynoir. Wedding. wait is ladynoir even technically a word?

  • It’s quite a few years into the future and Adrien and Marinette are happily revealed and happily married. Everything’s just friggin peachy
  • One day there is an akuma, a girl who got dumped by a dickhead bf for another girl and then goes on a rampage to show everyone she is ‘good enough.’ After they defeat her, they try to cheer her up
  • Chat, being Chat, thinks that being a flirt will help boost her self-esteem, bc, you know, getting flirted at by a superhero is an ego boost no matter how sad you are
  • Lo and behold, it backfires
  • The girl (lets call her Ada) gets pissed off that Chat is flirting with her right in front of Lady, because “Aren’t you guys like, together??”
  • Chat backpedals, Lady facepalms. No it’s still not official or public that they’re together (keep work separate from home, yknow what I’m sayin, and besides, it’s unwise to let Hawky know the full extent of how much they care for each other because they don’t want to be emotionally manipulated in battle)
  • The girl is like “shit I thought you guys were like.. the perfect relationship. Obviously not. If even you aren’t together, then where’s the hope for me…. sighh….” :’(
  • Ada is so upset that they decide to let her in on a little secret. That in their civilian lives… they are married
  • Ada is all,  :’D omg seriously
  • (^..^) and >(:-:) are like, yeah, but dont tell anyone. It’s a secret. ((SLAPS YOU WITH HEAVY-HANDED FORESHADOWING)) Hey I know what’ll cheer you up, Ada. Lets go out for drinks!
  • AND SO MY FRIENDS, that is how Adrien and Mari end up spending a night on the town with a recent akuma victim as Chat and Lady…

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a day on the job: student assistant librarian

(featuring Junk)

      “There’s something in the book return bin.” Acrylic nails drum against the circulation desk countertop; Junk winces, trying to block out the aggressive unpleasantness of the sound. Her cat, sleeping on the countertop, stirs irritably. The patron mistakes Junk’s discomfort for belligerence, and repeats themself more loudly: “There’s something in the book return bin.”

       Junk looks up, puts on her best attempt at a customer-service smile. “Is it books?” She asks, without an awful lot of hope.

       It is not books. Or, more accurately, it is not just books. Maybe a homeless man, the patron at the desk had told her, or maybe a fox, or a raccoon, or one of those things, the, uh, what are the furry things with the naked tails and the opposable thumbs and the small, sharp teeth? Possums, right, they’d said. Maybe it’s a possum.

       Whatever it is, it’s Junk’s responsibility as student assistant librarian to deal with it. Which is not particularly cool or fun, but then, no one ever said that being the student assistant librarian would be either.

       There’s a procedure for things like these. There’s an old paperback on the front shelf to be checked out and checked in and checked out again, for use as a tester whenever there’s a kink in the barcode scanner or something in the book return bin. That’s the first tool. Junk takes the paperback and checks it out. There’s a small notebook on top of the stock shelf, full of helpful troubleshooting tips Junk’s collected herself over the course of her employment here. That’s the second tool. Junk puts it in one of the many spacious pockets in her cargo pants. There’s a big cardboard shoebox under the circulation desk, and a smaller cardboard shoebox inside of it, and a smaller iron lockbox inside of that. That’s where they keep the thousand and one. The third tool. Junk leaves it in its boxes, for now. She’ll come back for it if she needs it. Hopefully she won’t. It’s never a good day when she needs to take the thousand and one out of its boxes.

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A really really long night vale theory part 2

so a bit ago after episode 108 was released i finally put a theory that i had been juggling around in my mind for a while onto paper and i got a shocking amount of positive feedback on it now that episode 109 is out i would like to make a follow up and take a look at what i got right, what i got wrong, and how to proceed from there.

what i got right

1983 was destroyed by a cold war era nuclear bomb

  • my initial claim was based on how cecil spoke about the impending end of the world in episode 76 [Best Of?], that he spoke of it urgently, like there wasnt enough time to escape their inevitable future but enough time to speak to his listeners one last time. It was not an instantaneous apocalypse, as he was able to broadcast his goodbyes, and it wasnt a slow apocalypse as he spoke like he was already out of time.
  • In episode 109 huntokar says “I could see it as it was about to happen, i could see the flash and the tower of fire, the heat that transforms a body into only its shadow. The slow sickness and the dying of crops, I could see starvation and a winter thst would not end”.
  • Heres some technical stuff about the effects post bomb:
  • the flash and tower of fire refers to the moment of impact when the bomb goes off and the mushroom cloud left behind it.
  • a nuclear shadow refers to the imprint left in a persons shadow after being hit with a nuclear bomb. A nuclear bomb can vaporize a person nearly instantly, but the impact doesnt bend around them. Look at your shadow, its there because the sun cant pass through you. A nuclear bomb emits thermal radiation that bleaches anything it comes in contact with, since the human body absorbs those rays the shadow behind them is left completely untouched. The only remnants of the victim is the very shadow they left at the time of their demise. Terrible, isnt it?
  • the slow sickness and dying of crops is radiation poisoning. The symptoms cal showed in 108 were vomiting, spontaneous bleeding, hair loss, and severe fatigue. All of these symptoms are commonly associated with radiation poisoning.
  • post nuclear fallout there is something known as nuclear winter, which was a term coined in 1982 in fact. The fire inevitably left behind from a nuclear bomb would produce smoke that would rise into thr upper stratosphere and be heated by the sun and blanket the earth. This blocks out the sun causing the surface temperature of earth to drop drastically.
  • although huntokar never explicitly SAYS nuclear bomb… Its a nuclear bomb.

the relationship between the distant prince, the woman from italy, and huntokar

  • granted, i just said they ARE related, not how
  • but now we know that theyre all gods older than time
night vale is in a separate reality from the rest of the world
  • admittedly im super excited about this one, the rest of the theory had come up as a result of episode 108 but ive believed night vale to exist in a different reality since the strex arc so it feels super good to be proven right.
  • my previous theory stated mt belief that night vale isnt in the same reality as the rest of us foe a handful of reasons
  • most notably, night vale is just weird. But thats not news
  • after the events of a certain valentines day the people of night vale had reached out to the american government for help, but the government brushed it off as some kind of prank calling their distress cry “creative”. Additionally as its been shown many times before, although they exist, cecil doesnt know states. In episode 106 filings he sees a map of america that the new intern brought in. He said it was america but it was wrong somehow, the states were wrong. This displays a disconnect between night vale and the rest of the world, while they can communicate and acknowledge one another neither is fully aware of the other at any given time.
  • time is weird in night vale, starting with cecil broadcasting the actual founding of night vale on night vale community radio before the radio existed, broadcasting the story of his fling with marconi while he was still inventing the radio, the both slow and inconsistent rate at which cecil ages, carlos said it himself. Time just doesnt work in night vale. In episode 55 university of what it is a representative from the college comes to night vale looking for carlos saying hes been missing for decades. At that point carlos had only been in night vale for, what, three years? And yet hes been missing for forty to the rest of the world.
  • in this episode however im proven correct, in an attempt to save night vale huntokar removed in from the reality in which the world was about to end and put it somewhere else,in a different reality entirely. Not only do we know for certain that night vale isnt in our reality but we even know WHY its not! Thats so much more than i could have possibly hoped for

i couldnt be happier. Finally after four years my disconnected reality theory is confirmed. Im proud but im also terrified of the implications.

This theory is about the state of night vale and maybe, just maybe, somewhere else.

A misunderstanding during the cold war when a test bomb drop was mistaken for a real one leading to america and the ussr to launch their arsenal of nuclear weapons at one another. This is the bomb that approached night vale to obliterate it. Huntokar was a merciful god and decided to save her town from it on impulse, pulling night vale from reality a (our reality) and putting it into reality b (night vales reality). The consequence of this however was that the reality among all possible night vales cracked and merged. All of the realities merging together is likely the reason for all the weird stuff that happens in night vale, they arent blended together smoothly, chances are certain realities are more profound in certain places than others. For instance, the house that doesnt exist. The reality is mixed in that though visible its less prevalent than the reality in which it doesnt exist. (In my initial theory I had proposed that huntokar, the woman from italy, and the distant prince were trying to merge the realities, while im not wrong in the fact that theyre combining it seems that it wasn’t an intentional thing.)

While some realities assimilated entirely into others, SOME didnt mix in that way. Some are still defined travel between is possible but ill advised. While some night vales remained night vale i believe its possible that some, a certain one in particular, didnt.

The peace among the gods is a delicate treaty, other more malicious gods are fascinated by night vale, in order to protect her true night vale huntokar offered them certain versions of night vale for them to play out their sadistic fantasies. I want you to consider the following very carefully: desert bluffs.

Desert bluffs is obviously invariably linked to night vale, mirror roles, mirror events… Remember who ruled desert bluffs, who ruled strex.

A smiling god.

We havent heard from kevin or thought about desert bluffs in a while but remember him? The smiling god, regardless of his smile he was clearly malicious manipulating the residents into joining strex and enslaving themselves to its violence and it’s evil. He then tried to take night vale as well.

I think its possible, likely even, that desert bluffs was once another night vale, given to the smiling god to appease him and stop him from harming huntokars night vale. He used it as his canvas to play out the strex arc watching the residents futile resistance against an inevitable future.

Prince!Mingyu
  • Mingyu grew up as the youngest son of a family of three. So kid had fun growing up. 
  • He had so much freedom being the youngest because he was never supposed to take the throne or the stress that came with it. 
  • of course he put this freedom to good use.
  • Since he could talk he would never be in the castle, always roaming around the city with a bodyguard. 
  • As he got older, he’d go on further and further expeditions, going to towns and cities in the kingdom and exploring but also learning from the people there. 
  • He was like 10 but no one can deny the prince.
  • The chefs were 90% sure that letting the young prince this close to an open flame was a TERRIBLE idea but he just looked so excited…. and his bodyguards are scary……
  • When he was 12, he was sent away to a boarding school.
  • and it was one of those, celebrities and royalty from small countries type of gig like it was HELLA prestigious 
  • and he easily climbed to the top of his class
  • Mingyu was blessed with a natural ability to be good at everything. He wasn’t the best, but he could do it all. 
  • and that’s where you came in. 
  • you really didn’t see what all the hype was around mingyu but you didn’t really care. 
  • his following of girls was a little annoying but no one bothered you so you didn’t care. 
  • the problem came when he started being good at things that did pertain to you. 

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lovesick-goddess  asked:

hiya! do you have any more fake dating aus? I've read all the ones in the tag! if possible with pining lance or lance pov but if not thats fine (also id prefer if its completed but i understand it might be hard to find one that is so its totally fine if not) thank you guys so much for this account i appreciate it so much!

thank you for being considerate <33 slightly unrelated, but I love seeing an old post getting a random note, like how did you get there??
- Vallie

Return to the Space Mall by SharkGirl (2/2 | 6,988 | Teen and Up)

“So…what I’m hearing is that we’re due for another trip to the space mall.” Lance grinned, excitement bubbling up in his chest. “If you need volunteers, I’m down for some reconnaissance.”

dynamic by kagshina (4/4 | 17,772 | Teen and Up)

“So, uh,” Keith starts, and Lance notices the way he shifts, like he’s not quite sure how to say what he wants to say. “How are we gonna…do this?”

Before answering the question, Lance makes a quick list in his head of things he should never do:

Ask the boy he has a huge crush on to be his fake boyfriend for the sake of proving a point (even if Lance thinks he’s going to say no, because apparently he might actually say yes!)

this ship is taking me far away by skyestiel (7/7 | 7,335 | Teen and Up)

“But Lance is hung up on something else. ‘Partners in crime. Like… space range partners.’

‘What?’ Keith squawks.

‘Us.’ Lance gestures between the two of them. ‘Klance.’

‘Oh my God, Lance, please stop.’

Strawberry Milkshake [Brandon Arreaga One Shot]

PRETTYMUCH // BRANDON ARREAGA X READER // OK HE IS WORKING LATE N U JUST KINDA MISSED HIM AND U GO SEE WHAT HES DOING OK THATS ALL !! VERY FLUFF 


The night was silent, the feeling of warm comforters wrapped around you being your only companion. Brandon was in the studio, working on their next track. You knew he didn’t like being interrupted (let alone distracted by your presence) but the need of wanting to see the passion in his eyes as he mixed each track beat by beat was overwhelming. Slowly, you peeled the warm hug of a quilt cover and slid out of bed and walked towards his studio.

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I was wondering if you would be willing to do a dark AU where the clones are really, probably unhealthily, possessive. Preferably one where the find the chips and order 66. Heck, maybe that's what triggers the whole kit and caboodle; the clones find out they're supposed to kill their Jedi and just nope the heck out and decide no one's going to harm their Jedi, or make them do it, either. Regardless of the methods they have to use. Thanks!

Lowering his cup slowly, Wolffe stared at Rex. “What do you kriffing mean that we’re suppose to kill them?” He growled out.

The captain growled back and shook the chip at the others. “That’s what this is going to make us do. That’s what Fives said and what Tup figured out. These things.” He shook the jar lightly. “Are wired up to wipe us of our loyalty to our Jedi and make us consider them traitors…and then we kill them.”

Cody touched his own head, staring at the glass jar. “We ALL have them?”

“Not all of the early generation but who’s left of them?” Rex looked around. “Four or five out of what? We are a whole army, a whole army against the Jedi? The old? The young? The disabled of them? What about the cores?”

Several vods paled until they looked like ghosts.

They could already imagine what would happen.

“And our Generals? Who trust us with their lives? Who shows us their backs? Stars light, Kenobi even lets Cody carry his lightsaber.”

Cody gave a full body spasm.

“How many blaster bolts can a Jedi dodge even with a saber?” Rex continued, driving in each point. He then looked to Wolffe. “What about General Koon in his ship with the Wolf pack behind him? He doesn’t stand a chance.”

Wolffe crushed the cup in his hand, water pouring over his glove as he stared at his vod.

“…Then what do we do?” Someone questioned.

“We do what we were made to do. We go to war and we serve and protect our generals.” Rex leaned in.

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Rubbing a hand over his face, Obi-Wan slowly set his cup aside. “Force…I feel exhausted.” He sighed, wondering where the sudden tiredness came from.

“Perhaps a small rest or meditation then sir?” Cody asked. “We’d inform you if our situation changes of course.” He added when he saw the Jedi open his mouth to protest.

That got a small pause then Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes, that does sound good. Inform me if anything changes Cody.”

“Of course General.” Both Cody and the comm personnel watched the Jedi go, Cody slowly counting to twenty in his head as everyone else milled about as normal.

And then he turned to the comms. “Longshot?”

The clone smirked. “Come in Echo team, what’s your position?”

“Still hunting, the bitch is running. The General?”

“Currently sleeping, you have half an hour before he works the drugs out of his systems.”

“Copy that sir.”

Cody switched channels. “Commander Pond? How goes?”

“Droid bait is wearing down. He’ll burn soon.” Came the icy cold voice of Pond in return and Cody couldn’t help a vicious grin.

“Good. Any news from Captain Rex?”

“He has a dot on the Sith Master he says. Refuses to tell us who but he has him.”

Cody nodded that, taking a deep breath. From what Rex had hinted at it was something high up in the Senate and therefor anyone still chipped would not be told. Beside, what they didn’t know they couldn’t reveal.

“And Commander Bly?”

“Still tracking the Count. He says his General is getting suspicious though.”

Aayla Secura was one smart cookie and that could be a problem. “Does Bly have any plans of action.”

“Tranq. Its his only plan.” Pond suddenly went quiet for a few moments. “Kark, General Windu is waking up.” He hissed. “Razor, tranq him, now.”

‘We’re doing this for a reason, its for their sake.’ Cody reminds himself, fiddling with the tranq in his own utility belt. He hopes it won’t come to that point, he’d rather not have to drug his Jedi twice in one day.

It felt like forever until the comms suddenly crackled again.

“Echo squad reporting in. The bitch is down.” There was a blaster impact. “And dead.”

One Sith down, three left.

“Pond reporting in. Droid bait lit up like a bonfire.”

Two.

Cody had to leave the tent to distract his General when the third report came in.

“Count is cornered and scared. He’s surrendering to our General.” That was not part of the plan but obviously Bly couldn’t get around her. Well perhaps the information the count would give the Order would help.

And then Rex reported in. “And then there were none.” His voice sounded viciously satisfied.

Cody would have asked what Rex had done when the holo display suddenly light up, General Skywalker looking pale and shaken as he demanded to see Obi-Wan.

“Obi-Wan! The Chancellor is dead! A sniper!”

Cody exchanged a look, startled look with Longshot.

‘And then there were none.’

TRANSCRIPT OF QUESTIONS FROM JACK’S PANEL

Here is the transcript from the panel only including the actual questions, for the people who cant watch / don’t have time / or who were triggered by some of the topics discussed. 

All of the personal stories have been removed, this is just the questions that the fans asked and Jack answered. Some questions were left out as i either couldn’t hear it properly or they were too complicated to write out (only one or two). Enjoy!


Fan: I wanted to know if you could speak another language?

Jack: Uh, kinda? I mean- I barely speak english, so. I speak a small bit of Irish, French, Danish, a little bit of Korean. Not very well!

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Fan: I have a serious question, do you want to go to prom with me?

Jack: I was waiting for some very strong political commentary or something. Dude i’ll go to prom with you! I’m not a cheap date though. Im gonna need a limo, a dress, flowers.. Ok, sure. No problem. Hit me up. Hit me up in the DMs. Slide into them DMs man.

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Fan: Do you prefer the original ghostbusters or the remake?

Jack: What do you think? It’s like- Do you like to eat pizza, or do you like to eat garbage? Does that answer your question? [laughs]

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Fan: What’s your favourite song?

Jack: Im gonna have to go with the opening to Peppa Pig. It’s the best. It’s hard to top that. [snorts] [quietly sings Peppa Pig theme song]

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Fan: Whats your favourite soundtrack from a game?

Jack: Oh, Jesus. See, everyone wants me to say Undertale, and that’s a good one, but i’m going to have to go with Shadow of the Colossus. And thats not just because its my favourite game ever, i think the soundtrack is really good and it really compliments that game as well. And its epic, you should work out to that soundtrack. Just like, battling titans, its amazing.

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Fan: Since you don’t like Guinness, what kind of beer do you like?

Jack: See i’m like the worst irishman. I like beer but it’s like, Miller and Coors. Im so not patriotic at all. I like light beers. Im sorry everybody!

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Fan: Do you like Twenty One Pilots and if so, what’s your favourite song by them?

Jack: I started off listening to their Blurry Face album- [Audience cheers] Man, thats all i have to talk about is Twenty One Pilots and then i’m good? [Audience cheers again] My favourite song from them is Lame Boy.

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Fan: I wanted to know what your favourite storyline series is on the channel? Aside from Shadow of the Colossus.

Jack: Oh god, hit me with all the big questions. I don’t know, there’s a lot of good ones that i’ve played that have really good stories. My current favourite one is Night in the Woods. I love it, it’s just so weird! “Im a total trash mammal”. But probably Undertale. I’m not pandering either, i really like it.

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Fan: Is there something that you wanted to try in the next year that you haven’t tried before?

Jack: Hmm, how much am i allowed to say… One thing that i want to try more of, and i’ve said this in videos, is to try and do this kind of thing in a touring fashion. To try and go around- because we always go to these events, and we always go to panels at them, but not everyone can come to this and there’s people watching at home- Hi people at home! [waves at camera] So it kind of sucks because all of these events go on in places that certain people can’t get to. So im going to try and do a thing- its not going to be anything crazy. We’re just going to try and do a thing where we go to more places and try and do more of these at different venues. Hopefully, i don’t know how that’s going to work, we need to test it out first. It could be awful. But hopefully we can get it done.

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Fan: What video was the most fun for you to make?

Jack: Oh god, there’s like four million of them. I don’t know, it’s different because different things are fun for different reasons. Recording certain series- recording Shadow of the Colossus was really fun because its my favourite game, and then recording The Last Guardian was awesome because that was the sequel to that. And then recording with these guys [gestures to Mark, Ethan, etc] is awesome as well because we always laugh a lot. Different games for different reasons, certain things that- well, its more the ones that stand out to me more so the ones that are ‘fun’. It’s easy to have fun but its hard for a game to have a huge impact on you. 

So two games that come to mind that have had a huge impact on me was ‘That Dragon, Cancer’ because thats just a rollercoaster from start to finish. That and ‘The Beginners Guide’ was a big one for me. Because i remember when i finished recording that video i was like “Ok, people are going to like this. I love this, this was a good thing to record.” And it was a nice experience to share and i don’t often get to do that with games. Like its fun to do Happy Wheels and everything, but at the end of the day they all kind of blend together. These are the ones that stand out, and it’s the one that stand out and sit there for a very long time that mean the most to you. Not that they were the most fun to record, but they were the ones to kind of stay with me the longest.

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Fan: Is there a game that you play that you’re not very fond of?

Jack: Ooo, good one. I don’t know, i don’t think there is. If there’s ever a game that i’m not really fond of i just don’t play it. I think that goes for a lot of people. Or if i get bored of something i usually stop playing it. Well a lot of games i don’t know what they’re going to be like until i play it. God i wish i had an example, im bad at this. What videos have i recorded?

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Fan: If you were to discover a planet in outer space, what would you name that planet?

Jack: Well, Uranus is taken. So im going to have to go with Urectum.

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Fan: What kept you motivated throughout your entire YouTube career even when things seemed like they would never go your way?

Jack: Its going to sound like a cop out, but literally the people who watch the videos. I know it sounds cheesy and it sounds like you’re pandering to the people, but thats the real reason. There’s always a time when you’re uploading stuff that you don’t know if its going to do well or you don’t know if people are going to like it, and sometimes it just takes off and people love it. Then there’s always the times when you feel really down and you can go into the comments or go on Instagram or Tumblr or Twitter or something, and you can see people saying really nice things, or you will see them drawing fan art of the game that you’ve played or telling you their story. Like the people who have come up and said that you’ve helped them a lot, its that kind of stuff that keeps you going. 

Because it’s very easy when you’re doing YouTube to get very jaded by it, because there’s a lot of- like when you get super involved in it and you do it as your job and you’re doing it day after day all the time, its very easy for it to consume you and to make you feel a bit cynical about everything. I don’t know, like you kind of take for granted what you have. So its when you do things like this, when you meet people, when you hear their stories and you hear how much what you do means to them, even if you think its silly, that keeps you going. Because you mean a lot for other people, as much as the people mean for you when they watch your videos. It’s a very back and forth thing and i definitely think its the viewers who watch your content.

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Fan: Does pineapple belong on pizza?

Jack: HELL YES.

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Fan: What do you want to say to all of the haters of pineapple on pizza out there?

Jack: Fuck you. There’s two types of people in the world, people who like pineapple on pizza, and people who are wrong [points at Mark]

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Fan: When the full release [of Subnautica] comes out in May, are you going to re-do the series?

Jack: Yes. I mean, i feel like i kind of have to. Well i’ll probably skip a lot of the similar stuff like building bases and farming things [can’t hear what he said here] and whatever we haven’t seen or if stuff has changed or anything like that. I will definitely do it again, i love that game. The more Subnautica i get to play, the better. Its like the best game ever.

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Fan: How is it like to make people smile every day?

Jack: It’s the best, man. Its awesome. It’s weird when you do- like i know that YouTube, what we do, people don’t consider it a job, but it is a job. And not a lot of people get to have that sort of feedback in their job or their line of work or the stuff that they like to do, or in their hobbies even. So its really cool that the stuff that we get to do that makes us happy, in turn reflects and makes other people happy, which in turn makes us happy, then it makes you happy. So its a really cool thing. I love it. I can’t imagine myself doing anything else anymore and it’s the best feeling in the world.

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Fan: What’s a big goal that you want to achieve this year or in the next coming years?

Jack: Its like talking to a guidance counsellor again, like, ‘Where do you see yourself in five years?’. I don’t know, happy? [laughs]

Fan: It’s ok, happy is good. Stay happy!

Jack: I will try my best. As i said in the other question, i hope to do touring, and there’s other stuff that i’m trying to get done, that i can’t really say anything about and we don’t know if they’re going to happen or not so i don’t want to put stuff out there. As i said in the new years video i did, i just want to try and reach my potential or at least push past that. Because again, it’s very easy to just get complacent and just upload videos and do whatever, but you need to have that drive and that fire in you to keep going and try new things. I really want to try new things because i keep putting it off a lot of the time like, ‘oh, i have to make videos today i don’t have time for that.’ 

So i want to try and do more, and try and do bigger and better things because i always see other people do bigger and better things and its really inspiring. I want to try and reach that kind of potential as well. And i want to surprise people more than anything. I don’t want to just do the same thing over and over again and people think ‘oh its the loud, swearing Irishman.’ That’s cool, and that’s going to be on my gravestone, but i want to do more, and i want to as i said, surprise people and maybe do stuff that people thought i couldn’t do or stuff that i didn’t think i could do. I don’t know what that is, but we will find out together.

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Fan: What’s it like knowing that thousands, millions of people support you in your dream even though 95% of them you’ve never met?

Jack: That is a weird thing, isn’t it? Because i always meet people and like all you guys here, a lot of you know who i am, some of you probably don’t, you probably just wandered in here, saw a crowd and was like ‘sure, whats going on in here?’ [laughs] So its really weird when you meet people and they know so much about you but you know almost nothing about them. Or maybe you know their username or their avatar and stuff like that, so i don’t know, it’s really bizarre. It’s a really surreal feeling, it’s awesome, i love that. I love that when you do YouTube you can reach so many different people, and not just world wide, there is so many people in different countries that speak languages that i had never even heard spoken, that you can see watched your video and im like, how? That kind of stuff is just so cool. I’m always fascinated by it. I don’t think i’ll ever stop being fascinated by it.

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Fan: When did you and Signe meet? And how?

Jack: We actually met through Tumblr, which is really weird. Whenever i tell people that, they are kind of like ‘Oh.. i don’t know..’ Oh, we have five minutes! Ok, really fast. So, i was on Tumblr one day, and i was looking at a cool thing, and then she was like ‘hey dude wassup’ and i was like ‘yo girl wassup’ and then i was like ‘oh awesome.. thats pretty cool’ [laughs] 

No, she had drawn some stuff of me a long time ago and then we just got talking. I can’t remember what we got talking about first, i’m terrible. And then i needed- I asked her if i could use one of her pieces of art in a thumbnail for a fan game that was done, so we just kind of got talking through that. And then she was doing a livestream on her birthday, and she was drawing me in it, so i stopped in, creepily. And i just said, “Hey, you better draw me pretty.” as a joke and she said “Go fuck yourself.” so i was like [nods head] Suh dude? [laughs] Its not just some magical fairytale, i didn’t ride in on a white horse brandishing a blade. I’m such a Casanova, right?

re:quest [tension] - chapter 2

This is my first time translating a novel (as opposed to manga), so it’s been an interesting experience. I’ve had to take more liberties than usual in translating the story, such as rearranging the lines, combining and splitting up sentences to make the story flow better. It’s taking roughly around 4-5 days to translate and proofread a chapter, so it looks like I’ll be able to post a chapter once, maybe twice a week.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy chapter 2 of “tension”, the short story that features Ui and Hairu and the CCG art festival. For those who haven’t read it, chapter 1 can be found here.

(Thank you @kanekikenunot and @tokyo-ghoul-out-of-context for proofreading.)


“…You’re going to be the special adjudicator!?”

Standing in front of Hairu and Ui was Arima Kishou. The man with hair devoid of colour, who carried an unearthly air around him, had just returned from a mission. The two had run into him by chance and had greeted him, and it was there that they learned about this unexpected news.

That Arima was to be the special adjudicator for the CCG art festival.

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Issues

Negan x you

When the saviours turn up early Negan comes face to face with one of the secrets Rick has been keeping from him. His eldest daughter.

Warning

Upcoming chapters will contain a lot of smut, suggestive rape, suggestive drug usage and of course bad language from the start.  

Word count 1,949

Part one

The first time I came face to face with the man who ripped our community, no not community, family, he ripped our family apart. Because that is what we are….were at least. I’m not quiet sure where I fit in that anymore.

A family.

We may not of all started out in this new world knowing each other but it was that, that kept us different from them.

Us against the world.

Us against the walkers.

Us against them. The saviors.

At least that is what I thought.

The first time I came face to face with him was not when he tore Abraham and Glen from our family and almost took Carls hand.  

It wasn’t when he arrived early and took so much of our stuff only to burn all of the mattresses just outside of town. I had watched the smoke blow in the wind as I hid, keeping a safe distance.

No that time you had managed to escape over the fence with Enid, cradling a sleeping Judith in your arms. Your innocent baby sister who you wish didn’t have to grow up in this cruel cruel world. Not that is was much better before when you think of it. Too many wars, terrorists and fate itself was a pretty cruel bitch.

Because before the apocalypse hadn’t been the best time for me and now… well now I had just been going through the motions. Trying to keep my self and my family alive. Dad, Carl and Judith and everyone else in Alexandria. It was important.

There was a time that feels like a whole other life, when at the prison we had been safe and secure for a while but it got attacked and I ended up being on my own for several weeks.
I had contemplated just ending it all. All I had to do was find a working gun with bullets and I could of made sure I never become one of them. A walker.

But Daryl found me when he was searching for Beth and I knew that I had to keep on going. Find everyone and get through this. You had too. At least that is what I told myself over and over again, every single day. Every-single-day.

It was a couple of week after they had first come and The saviours were due to arrive in two days once again.

Rick and Michonne were out on a run. They had said they were going to go out pretty far to try and find something to stop him using his sadistic baseball bat again. 

It was only time though before it happened. 

You knew it and the fact that everyone else around you thought that if you just carried on giving them what they wanted it was going to be ok. There was only so much that was going to keep them happy. One day soon enough they weren’t going to be happy with what they were being presented with by us and everyone would be on their knees again. They would always want more and more and more until there was nothing left to give.

My Dad thinks that he can beat them. Over power them somehow. Get an army to fight. He won’t listen to me. It won’t work.

I had dealt with psychos like Negan and his bunch of merry men when I had been living in Los Angeles. A shiver goes down my spine as I think back to living there. On the West Coast. My old life.

If Dad hadn’t been shot that is where I would of been when all of this happened. If Shane hadn’t called me to come home the way he had, begging for me to see the man who I hadn’t spoken to in five years I probably never would of set eyes on my family again.
I often wonder if Mum is alive back West. She was the reason I went there In the first place.
In my heart I know she can’t be. She wasn’t strong enough to be.

Truth be told I think thats what Dad sees when he looks at me sometimes, I can see it behind his eyes. Why he is reluctant for me to leave and go on runs or every time the saviours arrive he breaks his neck to get me out of sight. He thinks I’m weak just like her. He doesn’t even know me really. He never tried too.  

“Carl don’t make me tell you again!” You shouted across the street as your grumpy younger brother stomped away shaking his head. He was just like Rick. Stubborn and determined.

Rolling my eyes I turned back to Judith who was tenderly taking some steps as she clung to the railings on the porch.

Enid came out of the open front door, drying her hands on a towel.

“Whats up with him?” She asked before sitting down on the top step.

“He wants to go to hilltop” I told her staying on the path, turning my head in his direction once again as he carried on retreating “I told him he needs to wait for them to get back”

“You know he is probably going to just go? Right?”

“Yep!” But at least I had told him not to go. I couldn’t stop him if he wanted to. What was I going to do tie him up and throw him in that cell Morgon had built? Hell no.

“Maybe I should…” but Enid got cut off as a loud honking nose sounded by the gates

“THE SAVIORS ARE HERE!!!!!” You heard Rosita shout from the lookout point.

Shit!” You turned around quickly and pulled your baby sister into your arms “Enid we have to get out of here!” Rick didn’t want Negan to get his hands on Judith.

She didn’t speak just nodded and grabbed my arm as we ran over to the wall so we could get out quickly.

You could hear loud trucks pulling up close to the house as you moved. Shit.

“Quicker” You whisper shouted as Enid struggled to pin the foot grips in place. Why are they here? It was too early. Dad wasn’t even back yet… what were they going to take? Oh this is bad. So fucking bad.

“GET EVERYONE OUT HERE ITS TIME FOR A PARTY!!!!!” A loud voice boomed on what sounded like a loud speaker.

“Enid!!” There was no way you were going to make it out of here.

“I got it. I got it!!” She blew out a breath as she took began to climb upwards.

“Take Judith” I didn’t give her a chance to refuse. I knew there was a chance she was going to be the only one making it out over the wall.

She looked at me with a questioning gaze however didn’t speak and just took the tiny girl who was looking concerned at what we were doing. She stayed quiet though. She always did.

A voice started to get louder as the saviours were shouting for people to get outside of the houses.

“GO!!!” You shouted at Enid who hadn’t moved.

She had to get Judith out of here there was no chance you could take on them getting a hand on her. Rick would never forgive you. You would never forgive you.

Watching her get to the top I started my own climb thinking maybe I could make it out of here however I had to stop when one of them came into my vision. He hadn’t seen me yet but I knew I couldn’t make it over the wall without being seen and then they would get her.

“Go please” you whispered “Keep her safe” before planting my feet back onto the floor once again and taking some steps away from the wall so they wouldn’t put two and two together. God I hope they get away fast.

He spotted you then. Dressed all in black he pointed his gun in your direction.

“You! What the hell do you think you’re doing? Trying to escape?” he was standing in front of you now. The dirt on his clothes noticeable.

Ignoring his question I blurted out “What are you even doing here? You’re early!” Trying to change the subject. Maybe he would forget about the wall.

“Shut the fuck up!” He roughly grabbed your arm and began dragging you towards the front of the house.

You could see that the road was now full with our people and theirs. Fuck.

His grip was becoming tighter and tighter. Without a doubt leaving bruises under your shirt sleeve.

“Oi arsehole no need to be so goddamn rough!” I tried tugging my arm out of his grip but this only caused him to squeeze harder. Fuck.

“Shut up” he said through gritted teeth.

He finally came to a stop and you could see Olivia looking with wide eyes at you. Mentally I was shouting that Judith was safe but didn’t dare breath a word and just nodded my head in her direction before looking away quickly.

Boss found this one trying to escape over the wall” You rolled your eyes at this.

“You did not” technically I wasn’t on the wall when he found me.

“I already told you to shut up!” He roughly tugged your arm again.

A dark laugh caught you off guard and whipping my head around I finally came face to face with him. Negan. I knew it couldn’t be anyone else.

Towering over everyone in a black leather jacket.

“Well look-ie here!” He cheered rising that wire covered baseball bat in the air “We’ve got a fucking live one!”

You didn’t dare speak as he finally came to a stop right in front of you, you could practically feel his breath on your face.

“Who the hell are you? Are you new?” He placed the bat on his shoulder “ ‘cause I know damn well I would of remembered seeing you around here before” he raised his brows suggestively.

Staying silent I just looked him in the eyes. Hazel meets y/e/c.

Damn” he clicked his tongue “Now if I didn’t know any better I would think that Rick was standing right here with that fucking stink eye he loves to give me, I know you had to learn that shit from him” laughing he turned his back to you “Now stop being so god damn rude!” He shouted making you jump before turning to face you again.

He came closer. Nose to nose.

“What is your name?” You could smell tobacco on his breath mixed with mint as he spoke.

Taking a large gulp you said loud enough for him to hear but not anyone else “y/n”

“Well helllllllllooooo y/n” he winked at you before giving you lop sided smile. I couldn’t help but smile back at him.

Shaking his head he stood back up straight and pointed the bat in Spencer’s direction “Where is Rick the Prick?” As he walked away I let out a large breath. Damn “Now I know he doesn’t want to keep me waiting” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice “No he most certainly does not

“He’s on a run” you spoke up before Spencer could. Pulling Negan’s attention back to you once again “He won’t be back till tomorrow at the earliest”

“Is that right?” He asked eyeing you from where he stood showing no expression on his face “Well that simply will not do” oh god “No that will most certainly not do!”

You could feel everyone tense as he began swinging his weapon from side to side as the anger rose in him.

Shit.

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WHY KOKICHI IS THE REAL HERO!!! (Analysis+Spoilers)

Kokichi Oma is possibly one of the most perplexing and curious character of the DR franchise. For someone whom the protagonist calls ‘an embodiment of a lie’, he serves as the lie to the player’s truth. But is that really all there is to it? All his actions and dialogues can be put into question when you consider a few ‘hidden truths’ about his character, and he just might very well be the true hero of this ‘game’. 

*spoilers below*

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This is Not a Love Story: part 2

Check out or refresh with Part 1 here.

To tell a good love story on screen, scenes, dialogue, camera angles and shots are important. Usually you have lots of quiet “get to know you” moments. Or single shots showing one of the love interests reactions. You need to give obvious and believable reasons for them to be falling in love. Television caters to the lowest common denominator for exposition. Usually its the big plot twists and mastermind moments that are subtle little easter egg hints.

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I was wondering if any [past or present] Jonerys, Pro-Daenerys fans like myself feel this way.....?

Firstly Id say please be nice i just enjoy analyzing the shit out of fandoms I like, (im a history/polysci major ((with an emphasis on Peace Justice and & Conflict Studies)) all i do is analyze and try to be diplomatic lmao) but considering all they petty drama between both ships as well as pro/anti Daenerys stans ON BOTH SIDES I’m going to be “That Person” and at least ask for people to be respectful/civil, I want to hear from everyone and their metas/what they think which is why i tagged like, all the tags, no matter if you love her/the ship or cant stand it, as long as everyone can keep civil

So firstly I’ve loved Dany both books and show from the beginning. She’s gorgeous, wants to be the best person she can be, and her hair/fashion style game is always ON POINT.  That being said, somewhere around season 5 i think i’ve found my opinion on her cooling a little bit, ep after ep, till now. Like I still like her bc she was my first character love on the show but I’ve def soured in my opinion on her. Maybe it’s because I love learning about the subject that im more baised (im hoping thats the case) but she just seemed to have no interest in actual governance, just the reputation (esp of being the ‘rebel queen’)/the awe/the power/the thrill of the adoration that went along with it to the point where I feel like though she still wants to be a ‘good queen’ or at least wants to be seen that way, she doesnt want to do much work for the title. Like yeah she freed all the slaves and that was a def progressive and awesome move on her part (major props! slavery is sin and im glad someone recognized that who had the power to do something about it) but she didnt handle that aftermath or ensuing problems well at all nor really mulled heavily on the subject to find the best solution. She just got fustrated with pretty basic/common (albeit complex in themselves) issues of standard governance and kind of went agh! fuck this! (obv not actual quotes but that was the vibe I got). And then ESPECIALLY after season 7 her character has kind of nagged at me in the back of brain which i hate but its inherent like its just a feeling i cant help it?? I just dont know why to be honest that Im feeling so negative towards this character i used to love.  The whole ‘ bEnD thE knEe ‘ thing w/ Jon and yet pinning it on Jon’s pride not equally on his and her own was more than a little hypocritical, when hon they can discuss it later like at that point they have two common enemies the WW and Cersei they both want to do away with, and then again with the Bend the Knee or Die bit w/ the Lannister soldiers. In fact the whole sequence before that point felt kind of villinous I dearsay, I mean  deliberately burning the harvest that most of westeros needs for the winter or even strategically not willing to try, and well, nOOt intentionally burn the food considering its winter, the harvest is over (so likely not much is gonna grow in the time being) when she has a G I A N T ass army of her own to think of feeding???? Like i get it is war shit happens soldiers die but the F O O D ? Was that an impuslive in the moment mistake or did she just not give a fuck? And back to the aftermath scene/Bend the Knee 2.0, her speech was again quite hypocritical…and burning dickon?????? not willing to keep prisoners???? either bend or die??? I actually am glad she did away with Papa Tarly bc he was an awful human, but dickon????? a young idealistic man about to loose his father??? the heir to a major ally/house???? And honestly that bend or die strategy is soooooo dumb bc now she cant trust any of them like theyre only bending the knee out of self preservation homie, no one wants to die. they bend  the knee to survive and now they all of the sudden think youre their queen? Nah fam, prisoners were better, all you got are spies in your camps or people willing to backstab you at the smallest promise of coin. And i dont want that for my girl

IDK the whole “im gonna BREAK THE WHEEL,,,,,,,,yet im stating my claim mainly on my housename (aka the predominant force of said wheel for a literal dynasty) and the fact that i can scare people who otherwise are unconvinced bc lets be real westeros has had a bad run of rulers a lot of which were Targs in the past couple decades, into submission bc ill burn you otherwise???” doesnt sit well with me nor does it feel like the character ive been rooting for the past five-ish seasons. She just doesnt seem to put into effort on understanding Westeros, why things go wrong, being self-critical or sharing the blame,thinking on what a “good” ruler would do…. anyone else feeling this way and if so do you think this is just shitty writing? D&D butchering her character? or a new arc for her? perhaps the way shes always been? She just seems like a tantruming child bratty and entitled idk (a beautiful child but still) 

As for jonerys…… im not gonna go into it much but how are other shippers happy????????? I honestly dont understand. I was SO looking forward to this season/this ship. like so much! But it felt so forced? And i know a lot of people claim its cause its rushed but tbh we’ve had a lot of romances in a similar time frame that felt like A C T U A L romances…..even Talisa/Robb who the Northerners will prob compare any of this too were so much better. THIS WAS MY EPIC SHIP DUDE. I feel the dany side of things (took a while but theres def heart eyes) and yet Jon???? He felt hollow. Still does even after sex. Im so disapointed but more than that I cant see the romance or the chemistry. He looks constipated. Hes never smiled like with his teeth around her the way hes done w others he cares deepily about (ygritte, toramund, sansa, even fkin gendry in the first scene they had together). He never reveals anything about himself. And between the “my queen” ep (and remember he was look warm when discussing her to toramund throughout it) and the previous the only thing that changed was that he saw the actual difference dragons made against WW. You could argue she saved them all too but that doesnt make you fall in love w someone out of the blue and also people have saved his ass before and??? Sansa w the vale anyone??? (Not an argument for jonsa js its happened) (though ill admit ive transitioned to loathing jonerys and loving jonsa more as a potential couple in the space of seven eps where if you asked me I wouldve been like PSH u cray. I never thought it would happen in a mill years but D&D ruined my ship and here i am! Shipping aside tho since its best too look at these things as neutral as possible).  Anyways the sigh of his after she left and when he pretended to be asleep…. idk. The only scene that felt genuine and where Jon smiled and it didnt look like a full on grimace and they actually kinda joked around was really nice and at the pit at the finale and if they do a LOT more of basic romance stuff like that I could ship it again but. It was followed by boatsex and boy. 

I was hoping boatsex might rekindle my like for the two together. I could see the chemistry the passion. I was hoping the passion would overwhelm me and make up for the rest. But instead……like there was no foreplay, it lasted 2 seconds, and it was overplayed by brans voice and a reminder of future conflict or at the very least major angst b/w the two. i didnt see the parallel between regear and lyanna playing alongside their scene as anything romantic or that it should be taken as such. and the look they shared…. I was hoping jon would bring it bc Dany’s look in her eyes is like soooo smitten and adorable and say what you will I still have a space in my heart for her and still dont want her to suffer, but again Jon looks like oh shit/constipated. And not in a good oh shit way either. 

There is a bunch more too but Imma stop there bc Im just tired at this point. 

So many things were just….off this season. And it cant all be blamed on the “rushed” time frame. I’ve read the undercover lover theory and hon it makes the most sense (not perfect sense but still, more than what we’ve been poorly spoon fed) but im not willing to believe it just yet. Still, maybe D&D are just butchering a lot of things like making the romance believable and stuff for the sake of time that could be true i guess. But they like to go AHA GOT U so 

Idk I dont find a lot of meta in the jonerys tag bc honestly (((((i think its bc the tag and ship are more popular and theirs more people both good and bad)))) it doesnt seem like snowballing theories is something all fans take really well in the tag at all. But whatever. I really want to know, is there any meta or theories im missing to either validate the icky feeling Im haveing about D or her “romance” or on the flipside anything that might make me change my mind about it? Theories, meta people!

I just want to reiderate im not trying to hate on anyone or any point of view and I will flag any comment anti one ship or person or another if its plain hateful or rude. I just want to understand it and see what Im missing, esp because of how much I was looking forward to her arc and jonerys’ dynamic and how much the words “falling short” dont seem to cover it. And to see if im not the only one to either have critique on the ship or her character [or even actually change ships]

Also i apologize for how much ive said “IDK” i just….. I DONT KNOW 

Oiled Thighs and Prying Eyes

A huge thanks to @cockteasechloe​ for pushing us to write this and having the confidence to post it.  She also very kindly edited it for me and and made the final tweaks.  So here we have the first story published by us @missymoo78 starring Kate in the pictures.  If you like it, we’ll do some more.  Check out our blog for more of Kate https://www.tumblr.com/blog/missymoo78 


Pete was a long term friend of both Kate and I. A good looking man, he was a physio at a local football club, and kept himself in shape. Kate had always liked him. Even muttering the odd time how she found him quite hot. I’m not a jealous man, in fact I’m happy to share Kate with others, but I generally keep that myself. I certainly wouldn’t tell any friends, especially as what Kate looks like, brunette, five foot eight with a killer athletic body. If people knew I’d share her they’d be queuing up out the door! Kate is also no tart, she’s not flirty or in any way slutty, always dressing to look classy and sexy at the same time. Never a tease to any man bar me which makes this story even more exciting for me to share what happened.  

This all started in our local pub on a hot Saturday afternoon. Kate had done her morning workout at some crazy fitness class, insanity or something, and I’d spent most of the morning getting ready for a bbq. Pete was working as a physio at a local football match and Kate had invited him for a beer and a bbq with us. Pete had arrived before us and had various kit bags with him, explaining that he literally showered and came straight from the match. He told us he’d run late as one of the key players had pulled a muscle in his leg and needed a proper physio massage.

Kates eyes suddenly lit up, “Oh that sounds lovely, I’m stiff as a board after my fitness class, they really pushed me today. Why can’t you offer that service to me!” she jested.

Pete took his job very seriously, “stiff? Didn’t you warm down like I told you? Or did you push yourself too hard…? You need to take this stuff seriously!” he barked at Kate.

“Alright…alright…” she said trying to calm him, “I was only trying to blag a free sports massage you party pooper.“ She blew a raspberry in his face taking the piss as she knew he got so serious about his job. Pete smiled, he knew only too well he needed to lighten up but he did always mean well.

“If you really want a massage, I have my stuff?” he said to Kate. He then suddenly seemed aware of me, his focus had been entirely on Kate. He switched his attention to me and blurted out, "if thats okay of course… I mean its a professional massage and all…”

Pete was stuttering, I never doubted he wouldn’t be professional but I suddenly felt a twinge of arousal.  Imagine if he was naughty with her. A slip of the hand. A brush of his fingers between her legs. Against her pussy. My mind started to wander and Kate bought me back with a bang.

“Its not his choice! I’d love a massage Pete and I’m sure you will be highly professional” she smiled a him. Pete grinned back like a kid in a sweet shop. I knew deep down he fancied her and I was sure he’d love to get her in her underwear and his hands all over her.  

The conversation switched away from the massage but soon enough we finished the beers and went to walk back to mine. Kate popped to the loo leaving me waiting with Pete. I turned to him and smirked;  "Kates pretty hot when laid down, oiled up…., I’ve never managed to keep my hands to myself when massaging that body….. good luck on that…“ I winked at him. Pete looked bemused, I could see he was intrigued by what I meant. He stuttered again about being a professional and I smirked at him. Before he could say anything more Kate was back and we were walking home. On the way back Kate agreed with Pete that the sofa with a blanked on was the best she could offer for a massage table. We soon got home and Pete went into the lounge to set his stuff up.  Kate came out with me to the BBQ.

"You don’t mind me getting a massage from Pete? Do you?” she asked.

"Mind? I’m thrilled, horny even…,” I said to her with a cheeky wink of the eye. Kate’s eyes opened wide in shock.

“What do you mean horny!!! I’m getting a massage from a pro. I’ll keep my underwear on and he’ll be a gentleman!” She snapped back at me defensively.  

“So having Pete massaging you all over won’t get you going just a little bit. I know you find him hot….his hands massaging your legs then your inner thighs, what if asks you to get naked under the towel?” I teased her, pushing her to let go and have some fun. Kate grinned a little, her cheeks a little red. She was rumbled. I knew she liked him but this was not something Kate would ever do.

“He won’t ask me to be naked and if he does I’m sure it’s for a reason” she tried to defend him. I plucked up the courage and asked her;

“I know we are all a little tipsy, but go on, he’s a nice guy, give him a show” I nervously suggested. Kate was shocked, she didn’t do things like that and didn’t expect me to suggest it. She’d maybe do that for me but never for anyone else. But Kate didn’t react the way I had expected. I thought she’d be furious, angry and maybe think I was joking but she surprised me.  

“A show? What like let him see my pussy or touch me up?” She replied. She was tipsy and flirty, which always made her open up and be more forward. But would she actually do this? I pushed her.

“Yeah why not…you said you want to be more adventurous. It can be yours and Pete’s secret….” I hoped she’d go for it. She frowned, I was sure she was in two minds possibly considering it and that just made me even hornier. That moment was, however, broken by Pete.

"Ummm I’m ready, I guess?” He said blatantly nervous. Kate asked him how he wanted her and to my disappointment he replied “whatever….keep you underwear on, so errrr just bra and knickers under a towel… do your have a towel?”

Kate nodded and Pete walked off to get ready, she glanced back at me and said, “See? Professional to the end! Now get on with your bbq” she said and no peeking through the window!” She turned and walked off.

I felt flat, I actually thought she might do something really naughty and dirty but I think the moment was lost. I set about sorting the bbq, as I laid out the coals I glanced through the window that Kate was now in. She pulled the curtains closed but as she did she smiled at me, adjusting them a little, and to my surprise she’d left a small gap. She knew only too well that I would properly take a peek but she didn’t seem fussed. I saw Pete leave the room and through the small gap I could see Kate peel off her jeans and top. The pink underwear was bright even from a distance.


She carefully slid under the towel and called Pete back in the room. I will be honest, it looked dull as dish water. If she was keeping her underwear on I didn’t see the point but maybe Pete was being a professional. He entered the room which was still fairly light, Pete had his back to me but I could see him getting the oil ready. I heard muffled sounds. He must’ve been explaining what he would do, the muscles and the effects, boring things like that I thought. Where was the action?

Kate didn’t look as hot as I hoped now the towel covered most her body. I turned away and lit the bbq instead. Grabbing a beer whilst it took hold. For some reason I decided to take one more cheeky peek.  

Pete was adjusting the towel, he placed it nicely and professionally over her back side leaving her upper body exposed. Pete was looking at her back a little perplexed.

“Sorry Kate, I’m not being flirty, can you move your bra straps? The oil will ruin that bra” Pete asked. They were in the way for sure and I had learnt the hard way that oil and lingerie are never a good mix. I was expecting Kate to slide them off her shoulders but her arm swung around and she unfasten the catch.


The back of the bra pinged open and in true Kate classy style she dragged it from under herself and placed it on the floor. She lay there now naked bar her panties and towel and suddenly I felt horny again. Pete didn’t seem to too phased and I saw him admire her firm athletic body on the sofa.  


Pete pumped some oil from a dispenser and started on her shoulders. Kate let out a little moan, “that’s a little sore but it feels great”. Pete explained back he’d go gentle but some pain would be inevitable. Slowly he worked away on her upper back and shoulders.

Pete was now onto her arms and upper back. I watched his hands slide smoothly over her body. He was good and I could tell Kate was in heaven as her body shifted as Petes hands hit the various muscles. Slowly Pete was moving down her body, his hands stayed away from the side of her boobs which was a shame. I could see her boobs just poking out the sides but Pete didn’t seem interested. He was now down her lower back, his hands nearing the hem of her panties. Pete drew back pondering something;

“Kate, are these knickers important? I just dont want to get oil on them as I do your lower back?” he ask. I could hear nerves in his voice. “I mean, I can avoid them but it wont be a proper lower back massage, you could pull them down a a few inches if thats okay?”. Pete really was being a pro, this was not going as I planned but Kate had another idea up her sleeve.

Kate swung her head round, “Would it be easier if I just took them off?”.  I couldn’t believe she just said that. Kate was not one to take her panties off around anyone and even struggled going commando for me! Kate laid back down and again to my utter disbelief she said, “why not pass us the towel and if you wipe your hands I’ll hold the towel and you can take them off”


Pete looked as shocked as I felt. This wasn’t the Kate I knew. Pete grabbed the spare little towel and wiped his hands. Kate placed her hands on the towel and Pete slid his hands around her waist. I watched him hook his fingers under her hips and slide off her little pink panties. Kate smoothed out the towel and laid fully back down. He stood there with her panties in his hand.

I hadn’t expected this and suddenly seeing another man pull my wife panties down was a serious turn on. He carefully folded them next to her before repositioning the towel and protecting her modesty. The towel now sat a lot lower, you could just see the crack of her bum and the curve of her ass and I now had a raging hard on knowing Kate was naked bar the towel.  

Her upper body glistening from the oil, she looked gorgeous and sexy in every way. He carried on with her lower back adding more oil, his hands working her lower back and just running onto the top of her bum and he pushed the towel down a fraction more. I could see an inch of her crack and two nicely formed mounds where her bum started. Kate moaned in pleasure, not in a sexual way but she was certainly enjoying it. Pete asked Kate about her workout and she told him the muscle groups she had been working on. Pete started explaining his lower body plan,

“Well if you worked your gluts muscles ideally I’d deep massage your bum but its pretty personal. That’s your call?” he asked seemingly now a little more relaxed.

“Sure, sounds good.  Do what you need to do” Kate whispered.

Pete wasted no time, he folded the towel over half her bum exposing a whole cheek. From where I was I could now see her whole naked body and her pert ass cheek fully on view. Her legs were tightly together but it was suddenly much more erotic to me. Pete worked his hands hard into her bum muscles. The towel did cover the crack of her bum but only just. Slowly his hands worked down her legs past her bum. Kate shuffled, her legs opened slightly. Not enough to see her pussy but it was quite the tease.  

His hands roamed her upper thighs and bum. Kate said it felt nice and I caught Pete grinning as he admired the view. He moved to the other side and started to refold the towel to work on her left side. 


The towel sat awkwardly and started sliding off her body a little. Pete grabbed it quickly and tried to reposition it. Pete apologised as he exposed most of her ass but Kate was ahead of him. She reached back as if to help him with the towel but only made it worse. It fell off to the side exposing all of Kate’s bum. Two pert cheeks right in front of Pete, fuck me was that a horny sight. Pete hurriedly repositioned it and apologised profusely.  

“Pete my dear, dont worry” said Kate. “It’s a massage and you’re a friend, it’s fine,” she finished with but then to my amazement she dragged it off her ass again and dropped the towel to the floor.   “That’s probably easier right?” she said.

Pete stood there in amazement as Kate now laid naked face down on the sofa. Her naked body there for Pete to see, her pert ass right in front on him. She was teasing him like there was no tomorrow. Her legs just apart but still classy, the small bulge in her thighs hiding her most intimate area. He moved onto the sofa and worked her other side. His hands working into her soft flesh, he worked hard on her ass again, her bum cheeks being pushed and pulled, what a sight all toned and glistening. How could any man resist this? My cock was getting hard as I peered through like some dirty peeping Tom. Pete was to the side of Kate now and adding more oil. She seemed completely at ease naked with him. He moved away from her bum and was now focussing on her legs. Pete got up and moved about again. The sofa didn’t allow ideal all round access so he was having to make do. Pete explained he wanted to work on her calves which meant sitting behind her and on her legs. Kate whispered that was fine and Pete slid on to the sofa. I swear I saw a hard on in his pants but I couldn’t be sure. Pete had to kneel behind Kate, in doing so Kate opened her legs a fraction more. The tease for Pete must have been incredible. The room was a little dark and I could only see a shadow between her legs. Pete applied more oil and his hands worked up her calves and onto her thighs. Slowly his hands worked their way onto her inner thighs. As he neared the top Kate wiggled a little and opened her legs. Fuck me….I whispered in my head.


Kate’d legs were now open a few inches, I could just make out her pussy in the shadow and Pete was in the ideal position between he legs massaging her toned thighs,  with her pussy right in front of him.

My dick was like a rock, Kate was certainly teasing him and flashing him, even in the dim light I could just make out her inner lips. Her cute pussy there for Pete to see, what a show off Kate was being.   I unbuttoned my flies and my dick sprung out. The cool air on my hard cock felt amazing. Slowly I wanked myself while watching a good friend of my mind massage my naked wife whilst he looked at her pussy. I was expecting Pete to work more on her inner thighs but he headed south to he calves. He slid back and grabbed her leg lifting it. In the process he opened her legs a little wider. The cheeky bastard wanted a better view for sure and he got one. The light from the partially opened window exposed her little pussy even better. Two smooth lips with the slightest amount of pubic hair. Pete massaged her left and then her right side and again he lifted up her leg. Kate must have known what he was doing as she flashed her most intimate area to him. His hands gently rubbed her calves, massaging like a pro still, he carefully placed her leg down and shuffled on his knees closer to Kate. His hands moved back down her legs and on to her inner thighs again.  


He ran long sweeping movements with his hands across her legs, bum and down her inner thighs.  As he massaged her bum he pulled her cheeks apart a little, her asshole exposed for a second and then gone.  Kate’s legs now apart I could see her slit clearly and yet she allowed Pete’s hands to slide alarmingly close.  

I was wanking furiously trying my best to enjoy the situation and also avoid cumming.  Pete’s hands worked now solely on Kate’s upper and inner thighs.  His fingers nearing her pussy on every massage.  I suddenly say Kate twitch but say nothing.  Did her touch her pussy?  I couldn’t see clearly through the window but I could see how close he was getting.  The oil on her thighs shinning right up to her lips.  His fingers pushed higher this time and then I saw it, he stroked over her left lip, Kate didn’t move, he repeated sliding his hand up her leg and onto her lip, once agin no movement and then he made his move, his fingers blatantly slid over her opening.  As his hands slid away, her once dry pussy lips now glistening with oil.  

His hand movements up her legs decreased as he focused on her pussy.  He slid forward and opened her legs even more, his hand straight over her pussy.  He paused a second and reached back, he grabbed the oil and applied more over her bum and I watched it trickle down over her asshole and onto her lips.  Pete sat between her legs he moved in a little closer using his legs to push Kate’s legs open even more.  Her shining lips opened a little, she was dripping wet.  Her pussy was swollen and red, she was aroused and horny to a new level.  Pete massaged her lips, one hand worked down under and onto her clit, the other sliding around her pussy, I heard a sigh from Kate.  The other hand massaged her ass before Pete slid his fingers down and then he slipped a finger inside her and then a second.  Fuck, I was fighting cumming as I watched my mate finger my gorgeous naked wife.  Slowly he eased his fingers in and out whilst the other rubbed her clit.  Kate’s body was starting to move, she was nearing her climax.  I could see Pete’s fingers were wet and shiny and I knew that wasn’t just the oil.  Kate was breathing hard and suddenly she raised her bum a little, her body tensed and she clamped her legs shut around Pete’s hands, she squirmed and wriggled in pleasure as she came.  She went limp and Pete pulled his hands away.  Her legs relaxed and opened a little.  Her pussy was so wet and shiny I wanted to jump through the window and fuck her right there.  Pete just sat there staring at her pussy, my dick on the edge of cumming in my hand.  Kate broke to the silence.

“So do you need to massage my front or are we done?”

Pete looked shocked, I was guessing he thought this was all over.  “Errr, yeah sure, we can do upper body and thighs?  We dont usually massage the stomach much but I can do lightly?” Pete muttered in a daze.  He stepped back off the sofa sporting a massive tent pole in his shorts.  I felt for him, at least my dick was out and in my hands. Kate looked over her shoulder at him;

“Well pass me the two towels and turn away…I mean we don’t want you seeing my pussy do we?” she said patronisingly to him.  Pete was away with the fairies and no doubt all over the place in his head.  He passed Kate the two towels and Kate gestured to him to get off the sofa and turn away and he did.  I watched Kate roll over, her naked body for my eyes to see, pert tits and a beautiful landing strip.  She was shagged out for sure and usually Kate only ever wanted one orgasm so I presumed she literally wanted a massage.  Kate had other ideas.  She grabbed the tiny hand towel and laid it carefully over her pussy.  It was tiny, barely enough to cover her landing strip and pussy lips.  “The bigger towel is covered in oil Pete so I’ve had to use the small one, I hope that’s okay?” she said lying there topless and near enough naked.  


She acted as though nothing had just happened.  Pete swing round and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.  Kates athletic body was now properly on show, her six pack, toned upper body, great pert tits and nipples, and her gorgeous thighs.  Pete was flustered and his flag pole was certainly at maximum height. He poured oil onto Kate’s upper body between her breasts.  Kate lay there, her eyes shut she looked too hot and sexy.  My balls ached from edging, I needed to cum but this was simply too hot.  Pete started massing her shoulders and and it wasnt long before his hands were around breasts.  He slowly curved around the mounds, carefully, softly and sensually he rubbed them.  He was testing the water for sure and after several circles his hands slid over them running onto her nipples.  I could see they were erect as he carefully kneaded them.  Kate lay motionless enjoying the experience and the exhibitionist in her.  Pete moved south heading down to her stomach, he worked her sides and back to her breasts.  He pushed the towel down a small and across amount and a hint of her landing strip was visable.  


I swear he ran his hands over it a few times.  I could see he wanted to head south again and it wasn’t long before he stepped away from the sofa and moved down to her legs.  He stood to her side and started massaging her legs, he slid his hands up and down stopping at her ankles and then the hem of the towel.  As before he worked professionally, massaging the top of her legs and then the backs of her calves.  Kate opened her legs again just a small amount, enough for a tease but not more.  Pete then moved onto the sofa again.  He grabbed Kate’s leg and lifted it slightly to do her calves.  Her legs naturally opened and Pete was aiming for a better view but the small towel did its job and clung to her pussy much to both Pete’s and my frustration.  Pete worked that leg for a few minutes before he placed it down and grabbed the other, her leg lifted and to my delight the towel gave a small surrender and slid towards her stomach.  A tiny glimpse of Kate’s pussy on view, small well trimmed hairs on her mound.  Pete’s eyes watched the towel as his hands tried to push it away.  

Pete laid her leg down and grabbed some more oil.  He was now back working on her upper legs again and hips.  I watched as his hands slid up her the top of her thighs and her very subtly pushed her towel up a tiny amount.

Each time he slide the towel higher, more and more of her pussy was on show and Kate never flinched.  He pushed her legs open a little more.  I could see under the shadow of the towel two lips, still shiny, her pussy now just on view.  Her eyes shut, she almost looked like she was sleeping but she wasn’t.  Kate whispered, “I thought you were doing my stomach?”

Pete looked utterly disappointed, “Err yes, sure…” he stuttered.  He stepped out of Kates legs and added some oil to her flat stomach.  Pete worked around slowly, he skirted her breasts again and skimmed around her nipples before heading back down south.  Pete’s attempts to move the towel started and I watched his hand push the towel down.  A tiny amount of landing strip on view suddenly increased, a few more circles and Pete’s hands slid a little under the towel over her pubic hair.  I saw him glance at Kate’s face to see her reaction, she didn’t move.  Another circle of her stomach and Pete’s hands slid even further under the little towel.  This time the circle was smaller and his hand slid under and down onto her mound.  The towel slid between her legs a little.  Pete was now sliding his hand under the towel and from what I could see running his finger over my wife pussy.   He pushed the towel down a little more and suddenly I could see most of her landing strip and just the start of her slit.  Kate’s legs together Pete pushed his hand down once more and to my amazement Kate opened her legs offering Pete a blatant invite to finger her.  Pete’s hand headed down and I saw Kate breath out as his fingers brushed over her now visible clit.  The towel made its natural surrender and as it slid down between Kate’s open thighs, Pete tossed it to one side.



She was completely naked, her legs open and her wet little pussy right in front of Pete’s eyes.  She was horny for sure, I could even see her clit poking through her wet lips under the her landing strip.  Kate remained with eyes shut but to add to her tease she shuffled one her legs up, bending it slightly at the knee exposing her intimate area even more.  Pete’s hands slid up her legs to her open invitation.  He didn’t take as long this time to enter her pussy and I saw in a matter of 2 or 3 strokes he was rubbing and fingering her.  His hand glided up her inner thigh and I saw his finger slide up her opening, over her clit and then down and inside her.  Kate’s breathing intensive again.  Pete’s other hand came over, one was fingering her whilst the other ran over her landing strip and down onto her clit.  Kate’s legs widened again as Pete slowly wanked my wife off for the second time within the hour.  He was more frantic this time, less gentle and Kate stepped in.

“Shhhhh Pete, gently…..” she hissed pushing Pete’s hands away, he stood there admiring my hot naked wife.  Kate’s eyes opened and she looked into Pete’s who was like a startled Rabbit in the headlight.Kate rarely masterbated in front of me but again in yet another surprise I saw her hand come down from behind her head.  She edged away from Pete and sat up a little, her hands slowly caressed her breast before carefully and slowly sliding down her stomach and then onto her pussy.  Her fingers so gently caressed her outer lips and clit.  She was fucking playing with herself in front of Pete and it was the horniest, sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life.  Pete stared at her pussy, his dick was clearly visible through his shorts.  Kate noticed his tent pole, she smiled at him and pointed at his dick.  “Pete, do you want to cum on me?” she wispered

“Hell yes….” he whispered back.

“Go for it, I want you to cum all over me….” she whispered back as her hand headed back to her pussy.  Her fingers slipped over her clit and she bit her lip.  Pete pulled his shorts down and his cock sprang free, he stood over Kate admiring her with his shorts and boxers round his ankles.  His dick was big and covered in pre-cum; he must have been as horny as me.  He grabbed his hard shaft and slowly started wanking himself as Kate played with her clit.  She shuffled again giving Pete the best view possible of her pussy.  It was too much for me, she was so exposed, so wet and her pussy looked so inviting I couldn’t take it any more and I felt my balls tighten.  I focused on Kate’s fingers, wet and slowly circling over her opening.  I went dizzy I was cumming so hard, hot spunk shot all over the wall under the window, I came again and again trying not to lose focus on Kate through the window, I felt dizzy as I shot load after load.  I looked up to see Kate dipping her finger inside her wet pussy again and Pete dick flinched.  As I slowly stopped and regathered my thoughts with my now limp dick in my hand, I managed to focus again on Pete and Kate.  Kate was playing harder, her body twitching, she was nearing as was Pete.  Pete’s expressing changed;

“I’m cumming…..” he said breathing hard.  He wanked hard, his dick red and swollen, his eyes fixed on Kate’s body.  “Ahhhh fuck….” Pete moaned, I’d never seen another man masterbate let alone cum on my wife and yet Pete was doing exactly that. He closed his eyes,  he had an intense stare and Kate was transfixed and she too bucked and moaned nearing cumming again.  Pete suddenly fired his first load, hot sperm shot across Kate’s landing strip, a clear line of white crossing her black bush, Pete’s eyes opened and he watched as another load splashed over her pussy lips, again and again spunk fired out mostly over Kate’s stomach and pussy.  Kate never stopped, she was rubbing Petes cum into her clit before she too tensed up, her body frozen bar her fingers moving, she lifted her ass off the sofa as Pete’s final spunk dripped from his dick.  Kate moaned and then suddenly went limp.  She pulled her hand away and lay back on the sofa.  Her legs open, her pussy exposed and a line of cum in her landing strip slowly running down her slit.  Pete panting, his dick like mine now limp in his hand.  He grinned impressed with his seed all over my wife.  Kate grabbed a towel and started wiping herself down.  She grabbed her robe and underwear and shuffled off for a shower, as she left the room she smiled at Pete;

“Great massage..… Maybe again some time?”

Pete pulled his shorts up and beamed ear to ear.  Kate was gone and I pulled away from the window tucking my own dick into my trousers.  It was then I heard the window upstairs open and Kate leaned out:

“It was a great massage” she called down.  I looked up and smiled at her, “Her eyes narrowed…. “and by the way” she said…”I’ll leave the gap a little wider next time in the curtain”.  She winked at me and put a finger to her mouth as a gesture to keep it our little secret.  Cheeky cow, I never knew she knew I could see.  I couldn’t wait now to get her naked again and relive it.  Pete appeared with two beers, he seemed a little sheepish but I assured him Kate just told me how good you were and how professional.  “Well done Pete, cheers mate” I smiled and Pete relaxed.  He doesn’t know to this day I know but its still one of my biggest secrets