You are diabolical. I fear the only thing you enjoy is being us pain… Ok but fr could you give more insight into what Adrian is feeling about all this?
hello!!!
adrian is confused. he has a lot of conflicting emotions and out of all the main 3 hes probably both the most and least stable. hes mad at grace but he also pities him, hes mad at rocky but also wants to make him feel better, and hes mad at himself even though he knows a good portion of his initial anger at the other two was justified.
the point of adrian is to show everyone that emotions are never clearcut or controllable. ive been setting up the dominoes since the beginning by emphasizing how adrian is such a logical and firm being, but even hes fallible to the nonsense of our feelings. there is no easy solution and there is no clear villain because everyone has done something wrong here.
anyway regardless of how lost he is, he can still stick to some of his principles, which is why hes trying to be a bit kinder to grace. he can now discern that grace isnt a malicious being and therefore doesnt deserve all of his scorn. also adrian does genuinely feel bad for grace in this situation, so he'll do some things to help out. hes not at the point where he'll prioritize grace over rocky, but hes definitely much more sympathetic than he was at the very beginning of the fic
Multi May Day 3 yay! And it's chucky x Tiffany x y/n
The air in the motel room was thick with the smell of stale cigarette smoke and cheap air freshener. Y/N sat on the edge of the lumpy bed, watching as Tiffany adjusted her leather corset in the cracked mirror. Chucky, slumped in a rickety armchair, picked at a loose thread on his overalls, his painted-on smile seeming more menacing than usual in the dim light.
"Ready for round two, dollface?" Tiffany purred, turning from the mirror. Her eyes glinted with a predatory hunger that made Y/N's pulse quicken.
Chucky snorted. "She's been ready. Look at her, practically vibrating." He pushed himself out of the chair, his movements stiff and unnatural. "Let's not waste any more time on pleasantries."
Tiffany crossed the room, her heels clicking softly on the stained carpet. She stopped in front of Y/N, her shadow falling over them. Without a word, she tangled her fingers in Y/N's hair, tilting their head back. Her kiss was bruising, a clash of teeth and tongues, tasting of cherry lip gloss and something metallic. Y/N moaned into her mouth, their hands coming up to grip Tiffany's hips.
Chucky was behind them then, his small, hard body pressing against Y/N's back. His plastic hands were surprisingly rough as they slid under Y/N's shirt, his fingers pinching and twisting their nipples. Y/N gasped into Tiffany's mouth, arching back against him.
"On the bed," Tiffany commanded when she finally pulled away. "Now."
Y/N scrambled to comply, lying back on the creaking mattress. Tiffany crawled over them, straddling their waist, while Chucky positioned himself at the foot of the bed, his blue eyes fixed on the scene before him. Tiffany leaned down, her blonde hair falling around Y/N's face like a curtain.
"You're going to be a good little toy for us, aren't you?" she whispered, her breath hot against Y/N's ear. She nipped at their earlobe, her hands roaming over Y/N's body, tearing at their clothes until they were naked and exposed.
Chucky moved closer, his hand replacing Tiffany's between Y/N's legs. His touch was clinical, almost curious, as he explored their folds. He slid a finger inside them, then another, pumping them in and out with a detached efficiency that was somehow more arousing than any skilled lover's touch.
"Look at that," he grunted, a note of approval in his voice. "So wet for us already."
Tiffany chuckled, lowering her head to take one of Y/N's nipples in her mouth. She sucked hard, her teeth scraping against the sensitive bud, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain straight to Y/N's core. Y/N cried out, their hands fisting in the cheap sheets as Chucky added a third finger, stretching them wide.
"Please," Y/N begged, not sure what they were begging for.
"Please what?" Tiffany teased, raising her head. "Please stop? Or please more?"
"More," Y/N gasped. "Please, more."
Tiffany smiled, a genuine, terrifying smile. She shifted, moving up Y/N's body until she was straddling their face. "Then show me how much you want it."
Y/N didn't need to be told twice. They wrapped their arms around Tiffany's thighs, pulling her down onto their mouth. They licked and sucked at her clit, their tongue delving into her wet heat as she ground against them. Above them, Tiffany moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
Meanwhile, Chucky had positioned himself between Y/N's legs. They felt the blunt head of his plastic cock pressing against their entrance, and then he was pushing into them, filling them with a hard, unyielding presence. He began to thrust, his movements short and sharp, his plastic hips slapping against their skin with each stroke.
The room was a symphony of sounds—the wet slap of skin, the creak of the bed, the moans and gasps of three bodies lost in pleasure. Y/N was overwhelmed, trapped between Tiffany's grinding hips and Chucky's relentless thrusting, their body a conduit for their combined lust.
They could feel their orgasm building, a tight coil in their belly. They sucked harder on Tiffany's clit, wanting to feel her come undone around them. Tiffany cried out, her body convulsing as she came, her juices flooding Y/N's mouth.
At the same time, Chucky's thrusts became erratic, his breathing coming in harsh pants. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside Y/N, his plastic cock pulsing as he found his own release.
The sensation of both of them coming pushed Y/N over the edge. Their orgasm ripped through them, a blinding, all-consuming wave of pleasure that left them trembling and breathless.
Afterward, they lay tangled together in a heap of limbs and plastic, the air thick with the smell of sex and sweat. Tiffany was the first to move, disentangling herself from the pile and padding over to the mini-fridge.
"Anyone for a beer?" she asked, as if they'd just finished a game of cards rather than a depraved threesome.
Chucky grunted, already looking bored. Y/N just lay there, their body aching and their mind reeling, already wondering what round three would bring.
Cillian Murphy VO on a British Heart Foundation piece/advert?!
I thought I was hearing things, but it was absolutely him 😭 and then I googled to check haha
As a CHD girl myself - I was born with bicuspid aortic valve, aortic coarctation and stenosis - and my Dad having had open heart surgery in 2024, it's a charity we've always supported and been involved with.
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In July 2023 we lost our dog Pepper to cancer. In October we finally decided we were ready to… Gunnar Kerschner needs your support for Butte
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Pairing: Young!Stan Pines/Reader
Summary: You’ve been trying to break into the academic world for years, to no avail. No, Stanford Pines just had to get there first, and suck up all that sweet, sweet grant money with that stupid thesis of his. But when his twin shows up in his place one day, practically begging for your help and promising his brother’s secrets in exchange, well... How can you say no?
Tags: Mullet Stan, Slow Burn, Strangers to Lovers, Post-portal Incident, Explicit Sexual Content (eventually)
BOTH WILL BE ATTENDING DREAM IT CONVENTION ON MAY 12 & 14, 2023 IN PARIS
AND THERE WILL BE SCALIA PHOTO OP!!!!
MY INNER POSENNIG FANGIRL?????
Scalia photo OP in less than a year and Scisaac photo OP in less than one month...
i am screaming hollering crying throwing up like i can attend any of these conventions -yeah, i cant- but atleast, ATLEAST i can get scalia/posennig and scisaac/posey-sharman(i need a ship name for them) and individual daniel, tyler and shelley content🥳💃
