genq bc im new here: what does everyone mean when they say sheng peng is the reason willmack don’t celly together anymore?
hi!! welcome to the club 🙂↕️🙂↕️ (im new here also but i do know this answer!). anyone else pls correct me if im wrong, i may be getting my timeline mixed up.
Basically, when mack scores, more specifically with the sleepover line (Toff and will) or just will, he gets very pumped! He scored a game winner and jumped into will’s arms, and most notably, will scored and skated over to mack for a full on hug and they started spinning! (imo will lost an edge getting to mack and the stumble turned the momentum into spinning, but cute nonetheless)
shortly after the spinning celly, sheng peng (a journalist who covers the sharks) asked mack about his “animated celebrations”. mack replied in a semi bitchy manner. @keelpay has the clip here. the question isn’t directly referencing the spin, but it was during a period of time where they were getting very hyped.
since this interview/question, willmack and Mack’s individual celly’s have been a lot more subdued. Not as much hugging, yelling, jumping, etc. people have made the connection that maybe willmack are toning it down after sheng mentioned it
now. do i genuinely think that had anything to do with the celly’s being less… cute? a little. but i also think the celly’s started getting animated when the sharks started winning, and have since petered out now that they’re settling in to winning/playing well more.
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landoscar + sex toys for this kink meme list! wc 1142 (oops)
“Fuck, Lando, please,” Oscar keens, hands fisted in the sheets so hard that his knuckles are turning white. He fucks himself down on Lando’s fingers, rolling his hips to make the digits brush against the lovely little spot that makes him see stars.
“God, you’re so easy for it, huh?” Lando laughs, a wonderment weaving through his words that Oscar does not have the mental capacity to unravel right now.
“Easy for you,” Oscar replies, heady and breathless. He knows he’s playing into Lando’s possessive streak, but he’ll do anything if it means finally getting something bigger than Lando’s three fingers in him.
“Fuck, okay.”
Oscar squeezes his eyes shut, whining when Lando pulls his fingers out. There, in the darkness behind his eyelids, his other senses are heightened. He can feel every movement Lando makes on the bed as if they share a body, and the smell of sex is heavy in his nostrils.
Maybe that’s why he jumps when a low buzzing sound breaks through the silence.
“‘M just checking it’s charged first. We’ll go slow, okay?” Lando assures, running the back of his hand over the skin behind Oscar’s knee.
Oscar cracks his eyes open and nearly comes at the sight in front of him.
Lando is on his knees between Oscar’s parted thighs, naked save for a pair of skin tight black boxers. His hair is mussed from where Oscar’s hands had been gripping it while Lando blew him, and there’s a pink flush high on his cheeks, muted from his tan but so telling to the state he’s in. He’s hard, the long line of his cock visible through his boxers. There’s a damp patch at the tip, and Oscar fights the urge to sit up and mouth at him through the fabric.
But the thing that makes Oscar shiver with anticipation is the object in Lando's hand. It’s the toy he bought while drunk and lonely, waiting for Lando to come back from galivanting across Greece with Fewtrell. It's smooth with gentle curves, longer than his own cock, but thinner. More precise, he supposes.
Lando had giggled when he first saw it, not because he was judging Oscar for the purchase, but because the vibrator is jarringly hot pink. Oscar had just blushed and told Lando that it was the only one left in stock.
Oscar watches raptly as Lando uncaps the lube and pours it over the tip of the toy. Some of it drips off, landing right on Oscar’s leaking cock. It’s cold, but the shock it sends through him is intoxicating.
Hmm. File that one away for later.
“Alright, ready?” Lando asks, shifting closer to Oscar and lifting one of Oscar’s legs over his shoulder.
Oscar is so exposed like this, splayed open for Lando to see the most intimate parts of him. Oscar kind of never wants to be clothed again if it means Lando will always look at him like this, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, like he’s something holy. Made to be worshipped.
“Yeah,” Oscar breathes.
The first press of the toy against his hole isn’t much different to Lando fucking into him. It’s not as warm, but it’s blunt, a dull pressure that only leaves Oscar wanting more.
“I’m good, you can-” Oscar’s words break into a moan when Lando pushes the vibrator in. It’s a better stretch than Lando’s fingers- not as good as his cock, but enough to make him grin through it.
Lando sets a steady, slow rhythm, watching Oscar’s face intently. Oscar knows he must look a mess right now, flushed red from the tips of his ears to the tip of his cock. He’s unbearably hard, brought right to the edge by Lando’s mouth earlier before being fingered open for what felt like eons.
The tip of the toy is curved, and within a minute, Lando has figured out the exact speed and depth he needs to push into Oscar to hit his prostate with every stroke. Soon enough, Oscar is panting, rutting his hips to get- he doesn’t even know. Closer? Maybe.
More. He needs more.
“Lando, please, turn it on,” he all but begs, one of his hands leaving the sheets to grip Lando’s bicep.
Lando is nothing if not merciful.
Even though he knows it’s coming, the first hum of vibration jolts through him like electricity. It’s unlike anything he’s ever felt; sharp and all-consuming, both too much and not enough.
His body can’t decide if it wants to pull away or push into it, so it does both. His hips jerk up off of the mattress, and the leg propped over Lando’s shoulder tightens, pulling him in closer. The toy pushes in deeper, and the vibration brushes his prostate.
Oscar might scream- he’s too far gone to recognize the sounds he’s making. He’s babbling, rushed together syllables that create a steady stream of yesmorepleasefuck.
“God, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this,” Lando praises, turning his head to the side to nip at the inside of Oscar’s thigh.
He feels hot and cold, shivering and sweaty. Feverish. Lando turns the vibration up, and the sensation teeters right on the line of perfect and too much.
Oscar can’t feel his limbs. Lando is pressing the vibrator into him, keeping it there longer with each stroke until he’s barely pulling out. Oscar grinds his hips down, and Lando gets the hint. He begins moving the toy around in little circles, near constant brushes of vibration against Oscar’s prostate that has him curling his toes and clenching his jaw.
It’s so overwhelming, this unrelenting stimulation, that he doesn’t realize he’s going to come until it’s happening.
There’s fire running through his veins, something bright and burning that whites out his vision as he bears down on the toy. His cock spurts against his stomach, and Oscar is distantly aware of come landing on his collarbone.
He's coming, untouched. It’s the most intense thing he’s ever felt.
“Fuck, Oscar, oh my god.” Lando’s voice is coming back to him in waves, hot pulses as he comes down from his high.
The sensation returns to his limbs slowly, a tingle that starts in his fingers and toes and runs through his muscles until he’s shaking with it. He opens his eyes just in time to watch Lando come, groaning as he spills over Oscar’s spent cock.
Oscar’s not sure when Lando slipped the toy out of him, but he’s glad that he did it soon enough to not overstimulate him. There’s only so much Oscar can take in one night, and this might fill that quota for a few days.
Lando gently drops Oscar’s leg back to the bed before flopping down next to him. When his body stops bouncing on the plush mattress, he turns his head and smiles wide at Oscar.
You seem to like SU. So may I offer a pearlrose smooch in these trying times? It is what theg deserve. Honestly I like to think if Rose saw Pearl with her confidence and cool jacket she would fall in love all over again
I love it 🥺♥️
I personally believe that Rose could only fall in love with Pearl if she were forced to see her as an equal or novelty of sorts, and Pearl’s newfound confidence and assertiveness just might have been able to make that happen.
Maybe just the cool jacket alone. It has too much power.
What is your character’s favorite book? Do they connect with it in some way or simply just enjoy it?
Casper's favorite book in universe is a fictional story called Spires of Fire.
But if I had to be honest, he holds a secret love in his heart for The Picture Of Dorian Grey. He grossly misunderstands the meaning of the story of course, thinking it a love story, but so what if Henry reminds him of a certain Medical Examiner and he wants it to be a self insert?
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thank you so much for doing that, you’re a great person. For the people that were here before the season started, honestly everything has been kind of insane and has made the fandom space so unbearable (especially with the teens on twitter and tik tok) so you reaching out and reminding them to not fujoshi-out on wm is so needed. Fingers crossed they listen and they don’t ask them stupid uncomfortable questions 🤞
I did it mostly for my own peace of mind tbh, and the fact that they responded at all kind of assuaged any fears i had. I think they’re smart and respectful guys, so we’ll see how it goes. There was probably nothing to worry about in the first place, but it didn’t hurt to reach out :)
in their response, they said “If it makes you feel better, Will and Mack are a couple of our best friends. We’re very close with them so we talk about just everything” which makes me think they aren’t necessarily pointedly avoiding it, but like I said, i think they have sound judgement, so we’ll see. And like. I know nothing about their friendship or anything about them and willmack personally, so i have no room saying what would and wouldn’t make willmack uncomfortable 🤷🏻♀️
wait who’s writing with ai??? is this confirmed? (sorry new fan here)
it’s basically impossible to confirm that someone is using ai to write fic unless they straight up say so, which I don’t believe anyone that’s been accused so far has confirmed, but user @/dykesaitl has done a deep dive into most of the people that have been accused. you can find all the discussion in his intro post here. I will say that of that list, I personally do not believe pnwren uses ai, and also innocent until proven guilty or whatevs. this is also a good primer on the patterns to look for when trying to determine if something is ai or not. when in doubt, block the writer or just don’t interact with them/their works.
like i said, i value my own peace so i will not (for now) be personally calling out people who rec supposed ai, but i highly recommend paying attention to who is doing that and making your own decisions about how to continue :)
