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disneyprincemuke · 1 year ago

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meet me in the afterglow * fem!driver

does sorry even work after you hurt the people you love?

pairings: oscar piastri x fem!driver, logan sargeant x fem!driver, sebastian vettel x fem!driver

notes: once upon a time, this 2025 szn only had like... 3/4 parts? and because i have 0 self control, it's now split into 9 parts... i promise the next part is actually the last part and there's no more surprise angst so here's the kind of comfort fic...? lolsie

(series masterlist) | (📂 2025: fall from grace)

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she stares into the restaurant where the group of blondes sit, trying to count in her head if she should finally announce her presence.

she’d been lurking in the group chat watching them make plans. plans that included her by default yet she still hesitated to bring herself out to meet them.

perhaps it’s too soon to be here? unless oscar wasn’t lying when he said that her other friends miss her too despite isolating herself for more than half the year.

“what are you doing lingering out here in the cold?” a familiar voice fills her ears with a soft chuckle. “come on in and join us for lunch, silly.”

“oscar,” she laughs sheepishly, scratching the back of her head. “i’m afraid it’s too soon for me to be here. i’ll just head back home.”

oscar tilts his head and furrows his eyebrows. he watches her turn on her heel and starts walking in the direction of her apartment. “what?” he grabs her wrist and yanks her towards the entrance of the restaurant. “no, you told me you’d join us today. you got ready and everything — even did your makeup! you look great, mate.”

she tries to pull herself back. “i don’t even know if they want me here.”

“remember what i told you yesterday,” oscar stops in his tracks and turns around to face her, “sometimes it’s all in your head. this time, trust me when i say it is. liam and mick missed you just as much as we did.”

she hesitates for a moment but eventually nods. oscar cheers and pumps his fist in the air. “great! then let’s go.”

oscar guides her into the restaurant and slowly approaches the table where their friends sit.

liam scowls at logan, “i’m seriously curious about whatever the hell goes in your head.”

“what do you mean?” logan asks, slightly hurt, “it’s a legit question. they’re just infected — sick, perhaps — so technically they’re still human.”

“point taken, but like… i wouldn’t consider them human still,” mick mumbles hesitantly, seemingly in deep thought over logan’s question. “but that’s just a very… peculiar question.”

“if rocky was here, she’d entertain me unlike you losers,” logan scoffs, folding his arms over his chest. “your answers are basic. i want an actual nurturing conversation about zombies and their human rights.”

“you guys got an extra seat for me? i have opinions about zombies and human rights,” she says softly with a smile. “i know i haven’t joined you in a while and i’m sorry. but if you let me—”

“oh, you’re here!” mick jumps up from his seat. he rounds the table and shoves oscar away from her then throws his arms around the small girl. “there’s always a seat for you! what do you mean?”

“welcome back,” liam beams with a nod. “mick here has a list of gossip he wants to talk to you about.”

logan scowls, “gossip that he refused to tell us unless you’re around.”

“well, why would i tell you boring idiots are gossip i worked so hard to get?” mick scowls, rolling his eyes. he starts to guide her towards his seat and pulls out a chair for her to sit next to him. “for a bunch of uninterested answers and sighs?”

“i could be—”

“whatever!” mick says exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. he sits her down in the seat and takes his own, pulling his phone out from his pocket. “so i have a list. let’s start with whatever the hell is going on with red bull and max.”

liam watches the girl walk out of the restaurant first, with the ruse that it’s too warm inside the restaurant. he excuses himself from mick, waving him off nonchalantly as he tries to settle the bill.

“i’m glad you’re back,” liam hums with a smile, approaching her with his head dropped and kicking rocks on the ground. “missed you, mate.”

“thanks,” she laughs, looking up from her phone. “i’m sorry i clocked out for a while there. i didn’t know how to cope with the year we were having.”

“it would’ve been nice to have you around,” he admits softly, finally stopping by her side. “this season has been so cruel to us. wish we had each other a little bit more, you know? we could’ve just gone through it together.”

she throws her head back. at some point in the year, she did consider that. but she’d tried getting herself to reach out to liam, but by that time, it felt like a case of too little too late.

“i know,” she sighs with a small smile. “i’m sorry. i thought you were doing perfectly fine without me.”

“the world’s always been a little harder on you, let’s admit that,” liam rests his arm on her shoulder, “we’re just glad that you’re back. you look like you’ve gotten back the colour in your face.”

“yeah, it’s about time,” she nods. “so, about your offers from other teams. anything that stood out to you yet?”

liam grins. “i’ve been meaning to talk to you about that after summer break. i didn’t think i’d see you til then,” he laughs. “they’re gonna announce it on the first race weekend from summer break.”

“you made a decision!” she shrieks. though, she feels her chest slightly tighten. liam avoiding a direct answer can truly only mean one thing and it’s that she’ll have to cozy up with some new driver that isn’t one of her closest friends. “that’s amazing, i’m so happy for you!”

“i’ve re-signed with andretti, mate. a year extension and if it goes well next year, i’m definitely staying a little longer,” liam jumps up and grabs her shoulders, “we’re going to be teammates forever!”

“what?” she almost drops her phone from the bombshell he’s dropped on her. “you’re not leaving?”

“don’t tell the guys yet, it’s a secret til then!” liam immediately recomposes himself when the doors open and their friends walk out.

“what are you girls giggling about?” oscar snorts, shaking his head. “keeping secrets from us?”

“it’s a teammate thing.”

“what are you doing still in the car?” logan hums, hunching to look into the car. the girl continues to sit in the passenger seat and looks ahead blankly. “oscar’s already at the door, dude. let’s go.”

“what if they hate me forever?” she frowns, turning to logan with slight tears in her eyes. “i sucked. not very family-friendly of me to act the way i did. and missing the anniversary party? not very cool either.”

“just get out of the car,” logan snorts, finally opening the door for her. he points towards the house and looks back at her. “come on. your dad told us he made your favourite cookies if it will help get you inside.”

she rolls her eyes. “you told papa i was coming?”

“just him, i promise.”

“boo. you suck.”

but she follows logan out of the car anyway. she watches as logan drags both of their bags towards the door and gives her another smile. then he walks down the pathway through the front yard to make his way to the front door.

she watches from the car as the front door opens, revealing her mother with a wide grin as she greets logan and oscar with open arms, yanking them in for a tight hug and kisses on cheeks. she only gets noticed when oscar steps aside to point at the car.

“you’re here!” her mother shrieks, hands on her cheeks as she pushes past the 2 boys in front of her. “my love, i missed you so much! i’m so glad you’re here!”

she remains in her position, hands fisted by her side as she watches her mother thread the stone pathway to walk over to her. “you look amazing. i’m so happy that you’re here.”

arms are thrown around her tightly, catching her off-guard. she’s barely even got the chance to get her carefully constructed apology out. for how she’s acted, for how she treated everyone in that house for the couple of days she spent in it.

“i’m seriously so glad you’re here. good thing i made your favourite,” her mother shrieks, starting to yank her towards the house. “and papa made cookies! then blythe stocked up on the ice cream you like hoping you were coming by with oscar and logan.

“dalton’s going to be so glad that you’re here.”

“dalton?” she asks in surprise, lifting an eyebrow as she follows her mother into the house. “isn’t he mad at me?”

her mother grins and stops right before they enter the kitchen. her cheek is cupped by her mother tenderly and the other hand brushes through her hair. “blythe sat both ciara and dalton down and told them off. i’m sorry i didn’t see you were struggling — i thought i was helping. i didn’t know.”

“you know?” she tilts her head with furrowed eyebrows. tears fill her eyes as she slumps her shoulder. “i didn’t mean to take it out on you. you know i love you, mama.”

“it’s okay. you’re still just my baby,” her mother sighs, pulling her head in to rest on her shoulder. “i should have known you were just overwhelmed. i’m sorry i didn’t notice and drove you even further.”

“oh, cool! you’re here!” dalton’s voice echoes in the house, making her jump off her mother. “i made you cookies!”

“did not,” ciara scoffs, rolling her eyes, following dalton down the stairs. “we had to buy a new batch of ingredients cause he put the egg whites in with the batter.”

dalton shakes his head disapprovingly as he passes the mother and daughter. “they told me too late. they’re not the best at instructions and that’s why you can tell ciara works all by herself in a measly little studio — can’t lead for shit.”

ciara smacks the back of his head. “fuck you.” the younger girl turns to her oldest sister with a smile. “welcome home. we set up just dance so we can watch logan trip over his feet all evening.”

“hey!”

apologising should come easy, she’s already done it attempting to make amends for the past 2 weeks with everyone. though she can’t ignore the churning in her stomach as she walks down a familiar hallway.

drafting the apology speech in her hotel room came naturally to her. with logan and oscar’s nod of approvals, suddenly she was ready to head out.

but there’s still the worry that it could be rejected.

who would want to take her back, anyway? it’s a miracle that everyone else in her life has received her with open arms after the way she acted.

she stares at the plain door for a moment and takes a deep breath. she just has to say she’s sorry, that’s all. just like how she told her friends she would.

she bites down on her lip as she finally musters the courage to land a knock on the door.

“give me a second!”

“okay, no rush.”

footsteps from inside the apartment halt for a moment. she hears heavy footsteps approaching the door and something dropping on the floor, then stumbling, making her smile to herself. then she hears the locks click hurriedly before it’s yanked open.

matt sighs in relief and throws his head back. “thank god it’s actually you. i thought i was going crazy hearing your voice.”

“over exaggeration,” she points out with a small smile. she sucks in a deep breath and exhales shakily. “hi.”

“hi,” he slouches slightly and leans on the door frame. “why didn’t you tell me you were coming? i could’ve picked you up from the airport.”

she waves his concerns away with a soft laugh. “it wouldn’t be a surprise if i asked you to pick me up, would it?” she looks down and extends her hands, a bouquet of flowers pushed into his chest. “these are for you.”

“what?” surprised, yet he still takes it into his hands. “what are these for?”

“i’m sorry,” she says softly, pursing her lips with a soft shrug. “i didn’t wanna do it over the phone or make you fly to london just so i can do it there… i blew things out of proportion and i pushed you away when all you wanted to do was help. i’m the one who burned us down.”

“they’re apology flowers?” he points out, slightly amused, scanning the bouquet with a smile. “you came all this way to say that to me?”

“i didn’t know how else to show you how sorry i really am.” she shifts uncomfortably and tucks her hair behind her ears. “i’ll spend forever making it up to you, i promise. i should have coped better and—”

“i missed you,” he says in a sigh. he puts the bouquet down on the top of his shoe back and lunges forward to throw his arms around her. he squeezes her tightly and buries his face into her hair. “you seriously should have told me you were coming.”

“matt—”

“i’m so excited that you’re finally here! i was taking kota out on a walk the other day and i walked past this new ice cream shop. i think you might really like it there,” matt starts to ramble, pulling away. “just give me 20 minutes and let’s head out for a date? how does that sound?”

she blinks, slightly taken aback by how he’s reacted. “what?”

“i haven’t been away that long, have i?” he stares at her curiously, furrowing his eyebrows. “you still love ice cream, don’t you?”

“yeah, but… you know… i was so mean to you for so long. shouldn’t you be a little angrier at me for what i did? i was such a bitch.”

“you were having a hard time,” he says immediately as she tries to berate herself. “i don’t blame you for that. it’s okay; we’re okay.” he pulls her into his apartment. “i’m just glad you’re back — my girlfriend’s back!”

“hi,” she greets with a smile, catching the older man off-guard as he approaches her. “fun summer break?”

sebastian flinches slightly and looks around him. there is nobody else here that she could be speaking to but him. “hi?” he smiles hesitantly. “it was. how was yours?”

“it was alright,” she shrugs, pressing her lips together into a thin line. she moves towards her bags to leave an empty space open for sebastian. “i got you something over the break. i went to los angeles for a couple of days.”

he tilts his head and jab his finger into his chest. “you got me something? on your trip?”

“yeah,” she grins. she turns away momentarily to grab something out of her bag and turns to present a pair of mugs to him. “i’m sorry i broke our matching mugs that one night in the paddocks. and i’m sorry i was a total bitch the entire season and that i was a big fat meanie, as dalton put it.”

he laughs, throwing his head back. if you’d asked him, he would have been more worried if they started the second half of the season with her still in the trenches.

it’s relieving to see that she’s gotten colour back into her face, making conversation and looking well put together. if her behaviour continued any longer, he’s afraid it would have become permanent at some point.

“you’re okay now?” sebastian grins, patting her on the head. she beams and nods. “okay enough to eat some ice cream?”

“yes,” she sighs exasperatedly with the roll of her eyes. “i can’t believe i haven’t eaten ice cream for 2 months. can you believe i stayed away that long?”

“honestly, i thought all this stemmed from the lack of ice cream,” sebastian jokes, poking her shoulder. “welcome back, kid. let’s make the best out of the rest of our season, okay? no more cowering into the corner — we face it head on.”

she nods firmly. “okay.”

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simplygojo · 8 months ago

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GhostFace Ep. 4 - Satoru Gojo

Author's Note: Episode 4 of the GhostFace Series is FINALLY out, I have included a few anon kinktober requests in this one, so I will respond to those requests with the link to this fic...I HOPE UR ALL ENJOYING THESE, KINKTOBER IS DRAINING ME BUT ITS WORTH IT I LOVE Y'ALL <3

Spooky Szn Masterlist

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x f!reader

Kinks: Blindfold Kink & Sensory Deprivation

Word Count: 2.7K

Kinktober Taglist: @nanamisrighthand @simplyyyuji; @megumisdivinedogs; @lovleyredheadfairy

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, MDNI, oral, fingering, light spanking, overstimulation, sensory deprivation.

As you walked toward Gojo’s apartment, an eerie chill hung in the air, like a fog that clung to your skin. Gojo had teased you all day about a Halloween “surprise mission,” but you hadn’t expected the strange quiet that awaited you.

When you reached his door, it was already slightly ajar, the lock glinting faintly in the dim hallway light.

A sliver of unease wormed its way into your chest as you nudged the door open, peering into the shadowed room.

The usual warm ambiance was absent, replaced by a stark quiet that heightened your senses. A glance at the side table confirmed the phone was off the hook, emitting a faint static hum, underscoring the silence.

Every instinct warned you to turn back, but curiosity—and a thrill of anticipation—compelled you forward.

“Gojo?” Your voice was barely above a whisper as you stepped into the dim room, the door clicking shut behind you with a finality that made your heart race.

You turned around towards the door you had walked through, and there he stood, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Surprise, y/n,” he drawled, his voice slipping through the mask, each word a blend of teasing danger and the familiar confidence that only Gojo could command.

He wore the infamous Ghostface mask, its dark, hollow eyes concealing his mischievous blue ones.

He wore no robe like in the movies, opting instead for a tightly fitted black T-shirt that clung to his chest and shoulders, showing off every defined line of muscle.

The fabric stretched taut over his biceps, accentuating the power in his arms as he leaned with a relaxed yet dangerous posture.

The sight of him like this, the usually playful and teasing Gojo now shrouded in this eerie, dominant persona, made your breath catch in your throat.

Something about the Ghostface mask paired with his physique—the tension of the shirt, the hint of strength radiating beneath it—ignited a deep thrill inside you, one that mixed arousal with an edge of fear.

You couldn’t look away; every inch of him was mesmerizing, from the way his chest rose and fell to the sharpness of his silhouette.

“What…what is all this?” You managed, a flicker of nervous excitement betraying you.

“Just a little game for Halloween,” he replied smoothly, his voice dropping into a husky whisper as he advanced toward you. “Don’t you trust me?”

He was close enough now that you could smell the faint scent of his cologne mixed with something sharper, like the thrill of an approaching storm.

Before you could respond, his fingers brushed your cheek, then slid into his pocket. When he pulled his hand back, you noticed the familiar black fabric that he usually wore over his eyes.

The sight of it sent your heart racing. He dangled it before you, a devilish grin no doubt hidden behind his mask.

“Eyes on me until you can’t anymore,” he murmured, stepping behind you.

You felt his breath, warm and steady against the side of your neck as he slipped the blindfold over your eyes, plunging you into absolute darkness.

With your vision obscured, the rest of your senses sharpened, each one waiting, straining for the next sound, the next sensation.

“Can you see anything?” His voice was low, resonant, like a spell that thrummed in the quiet.

“No,” you whispered, the thrill of surrender making your body hyper-aware of his proximity.

“Good,” he said softly, a smirk colouring his words. “Let’s keep it that way.”

He moved in front of you, his fingers grazing your collarbone, igniting a heat that spiralled outward, consuming any lingering hesitation.

The air grew heavy, and without your sight, you were acutely aware of every movement, every touch. His hand drifted down, his fingers teasing along your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“Do you feel that?” he whispered, fingers ghosting over your skin, barely making contact.

You nodded, every nerve ending attuned to his touch, the anticipation building to a near-unbearable level.

His hands trailed down to your wrists, firm but gentle, guiding them up as he pinned them above your head. A low chuckle escaped him as he shifted closer, pressing his body against yours.

With the blindfold still on, you could only imagine the look on his face.

“You’re trembling,” he noted, his tone somewhere between teasing and curious.

“I—” You began, but the words died on your lips as he tightened his grip slightly, heightening the sense of restraint. The feeling of him controlling every move, every shift, drove you wild.

The air shifted as he moved, his lips brushing your ear.

“Are you afraid yet?” He asked, his breath warm against your skin, making you shiver.

“Maybe,” you replied, your voice barely a murmur.

“Good.” His response was a low growl, a delicious edge that left you breathless.

He moved one hand lower, grazing your hip, pressing you back until your body was flush against the wall.

His fingers tightened around your wrist, and then you felt it—a sharp, stinging sensation as his hand came down in a swift, calculated spank against your ass.

The sting of it spread heat through you, a rush of adrenaline and desire that left you panting.

“What was that for?” You gasped, struggling to steady your voice.

“For testing my patience,” he replied smoothly, his fingers trailing along the curve of your hip. “I think you need a reminder to behave.”

You swallowed, breath coming in shallow gasps as he delivered another spank, harder this time, his hand lingering afterward, the warmth of his palm searing into your skin.

The pressure of his touch kept you grounded, the stinging warmth a constant reminder of his control.

“Do you feel that?” he asked, his voice low and dark, laced with a possessive edge that sent shivers down your spine.

“The way your body reacts when you can’t see?”

“Yes,” you breathed, voice trembling as he leaned in closer, the mask grazing your cheek.

With your vision gone, each touch felt amplified, each kiss more consuming.

You felt his fingers press firmly against your neck, tilting your head as he grazed his lips down your jawline, slow and teasing, his breath hot against your skin.

Your senses reeled, straining to capture every movement, every sound, every inch of him.

The sound of his laughter echoed in your ear, sending another thrill of excitement through you.

“You’re completely at my mercy now, y/n,” he murmured, his voice a dark promise. “And you’re going to love every second of it.”

He held you firmly as his other hand continued its exploration, dragging down your sides, slipping beneath the fabric of your shirt as he pressed his body against yours, every inch of him demanding and relentless.

Each sensation, each teasing caress and firm grip, blurred together, becoming part of a visceral experience that consumed you.

Finally, you felt his hands slip to your waist, gripping you firmly as he brought his lips back to your ear.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, the hint of a smirk audible in his voice.

“No,” you whispered, every word weighted with desire. “Please… don’t stop.”

“Good girl.” The words sent a flush of warmth through you, and his grip tightened as he leaned in closer, pressing a lingering kiss to your neck before he dragged his lips downward, each movement slow and deliberate, his mouth a torturous blend of tenderness and dominance.

Every touch, every word, every whispered command heightened the sensation, his control absolute as he continued his exploration, making you feel as though you were suspended in the dark, caught between fear and longing, utterly and completely his.

His gloved hands slipped down your waist, pausing just below your hips before kneeling, his hot breath brushing against the skin of your inner thighs.

“Relax, sweetheart,” he murmured, his tone so soft and deceptively comforting, as if he weren’t about to drive you out of your fucking mind.

One hand slid up, slipping between your thighs and nudging them apart.

His fingers grazed you with the lightest touch, teasing until you were aching, his chuckle reverberating in the quiet. “Already so needy, aren’t you?”

You bit back a moan, clenching your fists as his mouth closed over you, finally pressing his tongue against you. He started slowly, agonizingly gentle, savouring every reaction you gave him.

You gasped, gripping at the fabric of his shirt, completely helpless to the onslaught of sensations as his hands held you firmly in place, fingers digging into your hips.

The contrast between his soft, warm mouth and his unyielding grip sent jolts of pleasure racing through you, each stroke of his tongue a calculated torment.

His pace quickened, and soon, he was relentless—alternating between firm, slow licks and rapid flicks of his tongue, consuming every whimper, every breathless gasp you let slip.

“Please… Gojo,” you whispered, voice breaking as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge, his pace never faltering, only intensifying as your hips began to buck against him involuntarily.

“Oh, you’re begging already?” He taunted, pulling back for just a moment, letting his hot breath tease over your sensitive skin.

“I’m not stopping until I feel you fall apart.” With that, he returned, mouth working over you with an intensity that bordered on overwhelming.

His tongue teased and traced patterns, alternating between fast, shallow licks and deep, thorough strokes that left you writhing.

The pleasure built up so quickly, so intensely, that your legs began to tremble.

You tried to shift away, but his grip tightened, holding your hips steady as he took his time with you, relentless in his mission to coax every sound, every shiver, every broken gasp from your lips.

You were barely aware of anything except him—the feel of his hands, the insistent pressure of his mouth, and the blackness behind the blindfold that left you vulnerable to his every whim.

Finally, with a soft, desperate cry, you came, your body tensing as waves of pleasure crashed over you.

But Gojo didn’t stop. Instead, he continued, driving you higher, his mouth never leaving you as he licked and teased, drinking in every tremor, every aftershock.

The overstimulation hit hard, every stroke of his tongue now almost unbearable, sending jolts through your oversensitive nerves.

You tugged on his hair, gasping, “Please, Gojo—I can’t…”

“Oh, you can,” he replied, his voice low and commanding. “You’re going to keep taking it for me, just like that.”

His hands held you firmly, his mouth working with renewed vigour as he continued to draw sounds from you you didn’t even know you could make.

You were dizzy, your world a swirl of sensation as he mercilessly pushed you toward another peak, your body shuddering as the second wave of pleasure crashed over you.

Finally, when he seemed satisfied with your thoroughly spent state, he pulled back, leaving you panting, weak, and trembling.

He rose, tugging the blindfold slightly, letting his fingers trace lightly over your cheeks as he did.

You barely had a moment to recover before his lips brushed against your ear, voice low and commanding. “Now, turn around.”

Dazed and more than willing to obey, you turned, feeling his strong hands guiding you forward, pressing you up against the wall as he moved behind you.

His hands roamed down, gripping your hips as he nudged your legs apart with his knee, pulling you close until you could feel him, hot and insistent against you.

“Look at you,” he murmured with dark satisfaction, his hands sliding up to grip your waist as he positioned himself behind you.

He held you there, relishing the way your body stretched and adjusted to him.

A low, rumbling groan escaped Gojo’s lips as he began to move, each slow, agonizingly deep thrust pressing you harder against the wall, his hips meeting yours with a rhythm that was both relentless and electrifying.

The way he filled you—thick and hot, stretching you in ways that made your knees weak—left you breathless, gripping the wall for support as he set a pace that was anything but gentle.

Each inch of him pressed into you, nudging against every sensitive, over-stimulated spot that hadn’t yet recovered from the waves of pleasure he’d already pulled from you.

Your entire body felt hypersensitive, every nerve alive and attuned to the sensation of him inside you.

Each thrust was like a spark, setting off shudders that rolled through you as he sank into you fully, pulling back just enough to let you feel that maddening drag before plunging in again, harder, deeper.

You couldn’t help the soft whimpers that escaped, your body unable to keep up with the sheer intensity of his movements.

“Fuck… you feel so good,” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as his hands found your hips, holding you steady while he took his time, savouring every reaction you gave him.

His fingers dug into your skin, pulling you back to meet each thrust, leaving no room for escape, only the blissful, intoxicating friction as he buried himself to the hilt with each drive forward.

His pace grew more erratic, hips snapping harder against you, filling you so completely it was dizzying.

Overstimulated and utterly overwhelmed, each motion made your body clench around him, the pleasure bordering on too much as he continued, knowing just how to push you past every limit.

It was both unbearable and addictive—the heat, the fullness, the way he moved in you as if he were claiming every inch.

He groaned low and ragged, his voice rough in your ear as he whispered, “You’re so tight, so perfect… God, I could fuck you all night.”

Every thrust hit a different, more sensitive place inside you, igniting sparks of pleasure that grew with each movement.

The world faded, narrowing down to the heat of his body pressed against yours, the heavy slide of him filling you, stretching you in a way that made you tremble.

The intensity of it was all-consuming, your body completely given over to him as he continued to drive into you with that ruthless, almost punishing rhythm, each thrust pressing you closer to the edge.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he murmured against your neck, his voice a mix of soft encouragement and unyielding command.

His hands tightened around your waist, fingers digging into your skin as he anchored you exactly where he wanted.

His hot breath tickled your ear, his mouth pressing soft, teasing kisses along your neck before he whispered again, voice dropping to a low, rough edge.

“I know you’ve got one more in you… don’t you?”

The depth of his thrusts sent a shiver down your spine, his cock filling you to the point of almost painful bliss, each movement coaxing you closer to the edge he was holding you at.

His grip on you didn’t falter, and you could feel the slight tremor in his fingers, a clear sign of just how hard he was holding himself back.

“I wanna feel you, every last bit of you,” he continued, his voice thick with need. His hips pressed even deeper, grinding into you as he thrust again, pulling a helpless moan from your lips.

“Come on,” he coaxed, his tone both a plea and a command, each word sending a fresh rush of desire through you.

“Cum for me, right here, right now, while I’m still inside you.” He didn’t relent, didn’t slow, his movements unyielding as he chased that final reaction from you, his voice breaking into a low groan as he added, “I want to feel every last bit of you falling apart around me.”

His hands found your wrists, pulling them behind your back, holding you in place as his pace quickened, his grip bruising as he drove into you with abandon.

With a final, desperate cry, you let yourself go, the pleasure blinding and overwhelming as you gave in completely, your body clenching around him as he groaned, hips bucking as he followed, his grip tightening as he held you close, riding out the waves of pleasure together.

He didn’t let go right away, keeping you pressed up against the wall, his body still flush against yours.

After a moment, he leaned close, a satisfied, almost cocky chuckle in his voice as he whispered in your ear, “Now, was that spooky enough for you?”

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mallowwblossom · 8 months ago

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OUTER BANKS SEASON 4 SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT!!

Ok, so now that JJ is dead, NO ONE can. convince me that Riara WON'T happen in season 5 AND LET ME TELL Y'ALL WHY.

First of all, their chemistry has been there from the start. You could feel it even in season 1, and if you say otherwise, you're lying. They’ve given us so many moments—both direct and indirect interactions.

Have you noticed that when Rafe talks about Kiara, he uses her full name, but when he addresses her directly, it's ALWAYS and ONLY "Kie"?

THAT LOOK??? ARE Y'ALL SERIOUSLY GOING TO DENY THAT LOOK?

Also, remember in season 1, when Pope and Kiara talked, and Pope brought up her "Kook Year"? She reacted badly to that, and considering she was Sarah's best friend back then, a possible fling between Rafe and Kiara could've easily happened and is HEAVILY IMPLIED.

When Rafe picks fights with the Pogues, he never really targets Kiara aggressively(I mean yes he does almost choke her and tries to down her in the sewers but ykwim).For example, in season 1, he pulls her away from Barry, saying she was not the one they were looking for.

And these are only moments from the FIRST SEASON! The fact that are only those present in the first season and some of you still don't believe this ship leaves me flabbergasted.

Their strongest moment was definitely in season 3 with an entire arc of them together in Barbados.

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT MEANT NOTHING?

Now, yes, Rafe met Sofia and dated her in season 3, but tbh it never felt genuine. Rafe is a twisted man, and it seemed like she was just a replacement for the family he lost. Rafe needs someone whom he can prove himself to, to encourage and love him, partly to prove he can be like Ward, another twisted man who always managed to keep his family together and placed his family first (at least according to his disturbed vision) . Now that he feels "betrayed" by Sofia, I doubt we’ll see her again.

ALSO THE RIARA MOMENTS IN THIS SZN WEREN'T GONE AT ALL, THEY WERE ON FULL FORCE.

Call me crazy if you want, but I genuinely believe Riara will become canon. It might even be part of the reason they decided to kill off JJ. Yes, Rudy Pankow didn’t want to continue on the show, but remember that interview where Carlacia said Cleo and JJ were supposed to be a couple? I don’t think Jiara was in the plan from the start; it happened mostly because of fans.

I’m not happy with how they handled this season, and I’ll probably talk about that in another post. I’m definitely NOT happy with JJ’s finale, but I’m excited about this likely-to-happen Riara pairing. And I don't know If It's just me but I'm noticing the writers seem to be pushing a potential redemption arc for Rafe, which I don’t fully approve of—but who knows, that could be another hint for Riara?

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Side note: If you were in the OUAT fandom in the 2013/2014 I'm telling this is like the Bealfire-Emma-Hook love triangle. Like we all liked I hope Baelfire, but from the SECOND we saw Hook, we all knew Neal was supposed to go. Change my mindddd

MIND YOU ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE AND I REALLY HOPE I MANAGED TO GET MY POINT ACROSS😭

Of course, that is entirely my opinion, but PLS do interact because I'm curious about everyone's take on this. <33

#outer banks spoilers #spoilers spoilers spoilers #obx season 4 #outer banks #outer banks 4 #rafe cameron #kiara carrera #rafe x kiara #riara #jj maybank #obx

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tired-n-trying · 5 months ago

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finals szn - till 21st feb - the next 3 weeks basically

[my schedule ^ it's a mess but it's mine]

my practicals are this week:

tue, 4/2 - biology

wed, 5/2 - physics

thu, 6/2 - chemistry

fri, 7/2 - psychology

next, the actual final exams:

wed, 12/2 - chemistry

fri, 14/2 - biology

mon, 17/2 - psychology

wed, 19/2 - english

fri, 21/2 - physics

ACTUALLY lock-in time unfortunately :(

(sorta inspired by @pxasee) i'm gonna post my goals aka the stuff i need to get done that day in the morning/after school (if i didn't have the time). i am not gonna include my lil daily habits cuz i do them most of the time and they're a given part of my day atp, it just takes up too much space writing it all.

i will update with everything i got done at night/the next morning (if i couldn't in the night). if i had an exam that day i will also write a lil about how it went (expect lots of yapping lmao).

i am posting all these details here to keep myself accountable instead of slacking off (i NEED to improve my percentage)

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Let's talk about some stuff! SZN 3: SPOILERS I watched the season after I saw some spoilers on X and from friends lmao. I didn't sleep. Sorry for the typos n shit. I need to vent.

- First off, Syd and Cousin carried the whole fxcking SZN on their backs, while Carmy was too busy being a psycho. Ayo n Ebon deserves all the awards. JAW is a fantastic actor - 10/10 for all 3 of them. Everyone else did great too, Napkin was 😭😭😭 AYO DID THAT. Those 3 are legends in my eyes!!!! If Ayo leaves or if the writers do her dirtier in SZN 4 I'm DONE. I cried for her this SZN, n for Carm too.

- All of Sydcamry scenes for some reason gave me butterflies even though they drifted farther apart each eps. Syd getting Carmy's dish was top tier - incredible writing from the writers. I just need them to explain more - what is the purpose of having Syd n Carmy tied together - if Claire is so great why not tied her to Carmy? Why does she seem like someone who died, haunting Carmy like his toxic boss? She more unbearable this season n I think it's intentional.

- Some ppl were saying Claire had alittle more substance this SZN and I beg to differ. She's like a dead gf to me. Her scenes with Carmy are so cold, dead, and heavy - like a burden. She triggers my anxiety n I don't know y - n I don't want to be mean, but just how their scene are edited, it literally puts me at the edge of a panic attack. The writers had the audacity to call her PEACE. I did not experience peace watching her scene and I think Carmy feels the same way from the jump. So, Fxck no, she ain't PEACE, that's Syd and it's obvious.

- Claire being labeled as PEACE makes no sense - the writers are trying too hard n it's make me sick. If she's so great, let her n Carmy run/manage The Bear.

- Syd is the invisible string that's holding everyone together in this chaotic sh!thole, while babysitting Carmy and keeping him from combusting. Unc, Nat, Pete, COUSIN, Marcus, and everyone else are staying afloat because Syd is the fxcking life vest that's strapped to their chest.

- Syd is calm, organized, observant, caring, considerate etc. Yet, these fxcking writers said Claire was peace- that line had my blood boilingggggggg.

- Syd's relationship with her Dad is everything

- Sydcarmy is sooo far apart it physically hurts. They didn't even do ther sign thing over their chest this season.......I get this feeling (just a FEELING) that Syd might be in love or has a crush on CARMY 😭😭😭. The margin wider scene gave me that vibe. When you like someone, you notice every little thing they do. There were times I wanted her to hug him soooo bad, I just felt like if she did if would've grounded him. He really needed a hug this season.

- Something I think some of you might have missed. Remember SZN1 Ep1 when Syd said her dad ate at The Beef on Sundays. We got confirmation from Carm, in SZN 3 that The Beef/The Bear only closes on Sundays. 😂😂🤣😂 (this was in the scene with him n Claire in a dark room or whatever. It might have been a dream scene idk) So, Carm knew Syd lied. I need the writers to have Carm n Syd talk about it and the meal she had in NYC. These are only a few important stuff they hid in the storytelling and I need to know WHYYYYYYYY.

- Carmy had a panic attack during service. Syd's voice took him off the edge. And I must say, her voice could really calm me down too lmao.

These fxcking writers are lowkey abusing Syd at this point. She's being stretched thin, and again this is also why I think she's in love with Carmy. It hurts her, but she's so into him, connected to him physically n mentally. It's really hard for her to let him or The Bear. It reminds me of the time Donna said "I make things pretty for others, but no one makes things pretty for me" not being verbatim lol. Syd did sooo much heavy lifting this SZN and no one noticed it, they all subconsciously over look her and gave all praises to Claire and making her the peace and angel.

- We finally saw Syd broke tf down in ep 10. Baby girl couldn't be strong anymore. She doesn't want to leave Carmy or The Bear but after the round table talk with the workers from Ever. She realized that Carmy - the person she idolize or even love/crush on, might not be good for her. Carmy is trying but the communication is lacking so bad, and on top of that he's pushing her away.

At this point, the partnership agreement seems like a trap to keep her. If Unc cut his connection to The Bear that's going to be Syd last straw. And if she leaves, I kinda see Tina, Marcus, and maybe COUSIN going with her or they will stay and give Carmy HELLL for losing her. The tables would turn. Everyone is so hang up on Claire leaving, if Syd leaves, Claire would go straight through the window. That would be the moment of realization (for all of them. Especially Carmy) that the woman he really NEEDS is Syd and not Claire. But for some reason, they all think Syd ain't going nowhere which is so naive. She got a bigggg offer and I can't wait to see when she tells Carmy. Would he confess her importance to him to keep her? Would he beg her to stay? Would he listen more or communicate more to keep her? Would he ask her what would make her stay at The Bear? Or would he be a b!tch and tell her to go cauase it's a great opportunity? And then after confess that he's having a hard time letting her go. Very interesting stuff.

- Last thing - Unc talking to Syd. I was shock he was looking to Syd for answers as to what's going on with Carmy. This was also telling. Unc believes or senses that these too are CLOSE. And Syd being a good gf/partner kept her mouth closed. SYD is an angel sent from heaven, cause I would be so done with The Bear😭😭😭😭.

We saw that Carmy and Syd are having conversations that we are not seeing on screen. For example, he asked her about her new apartment. When did she tell him?? He then asked about her dad. Sir, what about her dad? Did she tell him about the annoying bathroom exchange? Are they sharing more about their personal life that we, the audience is not seeing? So many fxcking questions in SZN3.

This is just my thoughts. I saw the season once so this not an analysis.

#sydcarmy #the bear #carmy x sydney #carmy the bear #shows #syd x carmy #carmy berzatto #sydney adamu #cute #the bear fx #the bear season 3

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babydollmarauders · 2 years ago

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 12)

au masterlist

notes: short, but i’m tired and have a migraine so i apologize

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 HAPPY 1989 (TAYLOR’S VERSION) DAY!!! I HOPE YOU’RE ALL STREAMING IT AND LOVING THE VAULT TRACKS AS MUCH AS I AM!!!

AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, AN INSANELY HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, MY PUPPY, MY SWEETHEART, MY BESTIE NUMBER 1, DAWSON! YOU’RE TAYLOR SWIFT AGE NOW!!

oh yeah, and happy Devils game day too, i guess.

lucifer’s favorite children won 5-4 against the water buffalo’s tonight!

we got 2 great goals in the first period from Holtzy (not pictured because he’s being punished for his comments on tuesday) and my sweet swedish fish, Jesper! they served tonight!

and in second period we got the first out of two goals from Haula hoop! his second goal coming in the third period! my favorite uncle also almost got a hatty, but his stick broke :( criminal! it’s okay, he got the hatty in my eyes AND in my heart, and that’s the only hatty that matters! 🫶

and finally, before we got to holla for Haula-back girl’s second, we got a goal from my amazing, one-of-a-kind, brilliantly spectacular, so babygirl, the guy who stayed up until 2am on a game night and spun me around the house while we listened to 1989 (TV), everyone’s favorite, JACKY!!! this goal brought him up to 18 points in 7 games, which is 9 less games than it took him last season! i’m so proud of you, babygirl! you’re a star and you’re shining your light!

p.s. connor clifton, i am under your bed. seriously, i know where you live.

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jackhughes i love you, my beautiful girl ♥️ thank you for your praise and for being my biggest fan

y/ndevils00 oh? i love you too, sweet boy

jackhughes okay, good, now that that’s done, STOP THREATENING PEOPLE

y/ndevils00 YOU TRICKED ME INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY!

jackhughes i had to! you don’t listen to me!

y/ndevils00 :(

jackhughes yeah, i’m not nico, that doesn’t work on me

y/ndevils00 RATS!

ehaula i would like to get a real hatty

y/ndevils00 no! you get the hatty in my heart and you appreciate it!

ehaula i don’t wanna

y/ndevils00 you’re an ungrateful uncle

ehaula and you’re a bossy niece

y/ndevils00 I AM NOT! @/kristen.haula AUNT KRISTEN, TELL HIM I’M NOT!

kristen.haula she’s not!

ehaula i rest my case

user19 the last jack picture 🥹

y/ndevils00 that was the product of me yelling “SMILE FOR THE PICTURE, BABYGIRL!”

jackhughes i thought the picture would come out better

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i can’t help it, your smile makes me shaky

jesperbratt i got a goal and i served!

y/ndevils00 you got a GREAT goal! i wanna carry you around with me everywhere, do you think nicole would allow it?

jesperbratt i’ll ask!

jesperbratt she says split custody, you can only have weekends

y/ndevils00 hmm i’ll agree to those terms

dawson1417 ITS MY DAY OF BIRTH! THANK YOU, BESTIE NUMBER 3!!

y/ndevils00 DID YOU LIKE YOUR CAKE OF YOUR FACE?!

dawson1417 I LOVED IT!! IT LOOKED JUST LIKE ME!

y/ndevils00 I KNEW IT! I KNEW I DID GOOD!

john.marino97 that cake looked nothing like you?

dawson1417 @/john.marino97 shhh be nice!

john.marino97 i mean, that cake looked just like you! y/n should go into art!

john.marino97 okay, say it, i’m mentally prepared, i can take it

y/ndevils00 you did so well! i’m proud of you and your assist!

john.marino97 wait what?

john.marino97 that’s not what i was expecting

y/ndevils00 i’m feeling nice, don’t push it!

john.marino97 if you’ll excuse me, i have a quick call to make

y/ndevils00 to who?

y/ndevils00 MARINARA, WHY AM I GETTING A CALL FROM *HIM*

john.marino97 i may have pre-tattled

nicohischier i’ll be fine, y/n. no need to threaten!

y/ndevils00 THAT WAS A DIRTY HIT?? ALL THE NEED TO THREATEN!

nicohischier i appreciate that you care for me and my wellbeing, but i’ll be okay

y/ndevils00 but he hurt my slut :( you’re being targeted

nicohischier i’m tough, i can take it

y/ndevils00 no, you aren’t! you cried at finding nemo! i need to wrap you in bubble wrap!

nicohischier HE COULDN’T FIND HIS DAD

user84 so what were john and dawson talking about?

y/ndevils00 HOW MUCH FUN WE’RE GONNA HAVE AT OUR ‘BEST FRIEND NUMBER 1 BIRTHDAY SLUMBER PARTY’!

john.marino97 game plays

dawson1417 candy!

user27 the world may never know

lhughes_06 i can’t believe you laid on the floor for the first picture

y/ndevils00 i think i have gum on my dress

y/ndevils00 at least i hope it’s gum

lhughes_06 burn that dress. just burn it.

y/ndevils00 but i love this dress :(

lhughes_06 jack will get you a new one

y/ndevils00 okay!

jackhughes wait what?

#media management au!#media management series <3 #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #jack hughes blurb #nj devils #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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mariailoveyou-guerin · 3 months ago

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Rand fans mad about rand screen time like that man and moiriane aren’t the only people to ever exist in that show dialogue and screen time in 3 full season gone to them who are 2 of the least interesting characters separatly and together but they still want more of that blandness and now Elayne very boring self is taking it and her family drama no asked for but yall act like nyn or egwene get things 😂 just bs don’t even get me on how Perrin is non existent in season where it’s his pov that matters the most and Mat it’s been half I feel good

Loved ep3 and 2&5 the most to now loving this season, wish we got more Faile her introduction how she came to ride that horse like who sent her why? and how she was part of the team when they were taking the camp her meeting the others greeting them ect all of that is something we could’ve seen instead of randfear I don’t mind rand he’s always there him and Mo you get use to it after 2 seasons of it just feeling like them show when

Mo isn’t as important in books as EF5 and a lot of her stuff scenes should’ve been given to Nyn/Perrin/Mat/Egwene and especially in this big season when it’s the book where it’s Perrin POV mostly which is shame bc it felt like 2 other season the rand mo show when it made sense for s1 for mo and s2 rand but s3 is mostly Perrin yet we have barley seen him for 5-7m a whole ep of 1 hour and 9m! don’t even get me started on nyn where is she since s1 hasn’t seen her egwene since s2 Mat a bit more this szn still not like s2 and a way to much on Elayne family drama when all that + rand unnecessary lanfear stuff could’ve been used on building idk Perrin character Faile character them together and two rivers arc how they gear up to the battle planning fight trainin

and now I’m scared we won’t even see Perrin as it’s gonna be tanchico ep tmrw meaning more Elayne no one asked for and isn’t her📕like just give us two rivers arc Perrin arc Faile since this is the book where he’s the most in he basically just disappears afterwards 4ever!

Don’t even get me started on Lan one of the most fun cool an interesting characters yet nothing for him too I really thought we was gonna get some arc for him after ep3 with the aiel lady thats actually his people yet nope

all we could’ve gotten just to see those brothers and rand cheating with lanfear like we already didn’t know in s2 and the unnecessary Elayne stuff at least we get Liandrin back tmrw I hope and min being awesome it’s her element let her shine finally and give us more Avie other than being rand babysitter and Elayne lover plz she is her own person and so much more interesting then both of them combined if no Perrin two rivers arc or Faile character build tmrw im only here for nyn min mat and Liandrin hopefully some Aviendtha without it being related to Rand or Mo at least let it be related to egwene or lan idk someone interesting the wise ones

give my my two rivers mains or give me dea*th or EF4 + Aiel/Tanchico 4 Min Lan Liandrin and Aveindtha plz

Landfear is the 4th most boring like girl move it’s been years and it’s all repetitive from s2 we tired from you an rand both how did they put all the uninteresting people in the Aiel waste with most interesting culture and folk in the show the Aiel they were so smart with that fr rafe ate that up bc he knew we wouldn’t care for 3/4 most boring uninteresting characters if we got aiels there to

#twot #wheel of time #the wheel of time #wot on prime #perrin aybara #nynaeve al'meara #rand al'thor #egwene al'vere #mat cauthon #matrim cauthon #faile #moiraine damodred #lan mandragoran

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blingy-pink-bimbo-doll · 25 days ago

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how a bimbo (who’s actually a genius in lip gloss) revises for A grades 💄📓✨

just because i wear pink, doesn’t mean i don’t get As! 💖

haiiii hunnie bunniez!!

in homage to exam/gcse/a-levels/finals szn, and also with my exams that started TODAY, i thought i would make a how-to guide, to basically cram, or revise effectively with such little time!!

yes!! i have been revising!! and it's been really effective!! but now with no school in session thanks to the amazeblogs one week break us UK girlies have, i'll give you guys some super tips, as a non academic girlie, on the best revision methods that managed to get me all As (and 1 B in the subject i literally despised) in my gcses!!

past papers/exam questions

literally your best friend!! these worked literal wonders guys. luckily, with past papers, the mark scheme is there aswell. not only can you see what kind of questions will be in the real exam, but you can time yourself like you're in the exam and realistically see where you are

2. blurting

i only started this a few weeks before my exams, but when i tell you this is so helpful, it's so helpful. the thing is, when you blurt, you take everything you already have in your head, and spill it out. and what makes it even better, is that if you find out you know next to nothing, you can go back and learn the content (revision guides with active practise!!) and then blurt again!!

3. teaching my plushies!!

yes, it sounds utterly ridiculous, but it works!! especially if you need to do a presentation as a contribution to your grade (English language and foreign languages girlies i'm looking at you xx). try and act like they know absolutely NOTHING about your topic and say it simple terms. for me, as i study drama a level, i need to be able to explain to the examiner why i make the choices i decided in terms of acting, set design, etc. this method is super helpful for this!

4. flashcards

these are really good for recall. learning equations for my stem girlies or learning terms for my languages girlies, it's really helpful. what i like to pair it with, studying German a level, is writing. by writing the terms or equations i don't know, i absorb them much easier!! don't rely on flashcards though, because you may not know how to actually structure your answers when it comes to the exam.

i hope this helps and if you want me to make specific guides of how to get As in subjects (apart from history, comp science, economics and music because i didn't do those, and bio, because i despised it) then lmk!!

luv you 27,000

xoxo, wonda

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imposterogers · 2 years ago

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I just know szn 4 of daredevil would have had such an incredibly nuanced exploration of matt & foggy’s relationship. because obviously there was a lot of broken trust and trauma between them that they’d have to work through (matt faking his death & lying, trying to repair not only their friendship but their working relationship, relearning to be matt&foggy again) but there would have been so many bright and happy moments as well. after matt sabotaged their friendship and did his best to push foggy away (if he pushed foggy away then he didn’t have to live thru foggy eventually abandoning him), foggy refused to give up on them. he reinserted himself back in matt’s life, he risked his own life, he quit his high paying job to reopen nelson and murdock out of a butcher shop. bc a lot of people “gave up”/walked away from matt (hurting him to the point that he didn’t trust love) — and foggy wouldn’t be one of them. and after the season 3 finale, matt might have finally started to believe that foggy loved him. might start new inside jokes and traditions. open up a new tab at josie’s. worked better together as a team. started to pour/work hard on their relationship instead of letting foggy do the heavy lifting bc he finally accepted it would last. we might see matt let down his guard, just a little, and for their frustration w each other dissipate as they became more open. and it’s heartbreaking we’ll never see any of it, and possibly might not even see foggy & matt together on screen again

#mattfoggy #daredevil #matt murdock #foggy Nelson

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livingund3ad · 2 months ago

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Temporary Hiatus

What's up y'all!! Just a quick heads-up, likely temporary hiatus incoming :(( miss girl is finally not unemployed(yay) and college szn is creeping up on me(unfortunately). I’m planning to drop the last two chapters of ftlt part one simultaneously sometime next week before I fully disappear for a few months. (Yeah each part has like 6-7 chapters btw, and it’s a 4-part thing with around 26-27 chapters overall)

Soo question time: do y’all want me to finish writing the whole fic first before I start posting again? I just started chapter 12 and might be able to hit chapter 14 this month before life eats me alive. Tbh i kinda wanna focus on finishing + cleaning up the drafts (some stuff needs serious rewriting too)

So yea, that's all. Have a good one stranger🤍🎀

Once again thank y'all lovelies and lads, take care🫶

#for the last time #yandere dc #dc comics #yan batfam x neglected reader

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feel free to ignore this if u don’t wanna answer/have answered something similar but what order would you rank spencer through the seasons??? so so curious about how other people like the different versions of spencer 😭

OKAY this my ranking right now !! if you ask me in 2 hours, the entire ranking could be different </3

Season 7 ! i thought it was a very interesting season for spencer - i think it might've been the first time we genuinely saw spencer upset with someone he loved, which i think was vv interesting but i also loved spence and emily in this szn AND POKER!SPENCER "don't manhandle me" i fell to my knees

Season 6 - i like the hairstyle, his storylines just everything i love it -also every emily and spence scene <3

Season 4 !!! very underrated season but i fear it might be one of my fav szns <3 we finally got more of his backstory !! and we saw him flirt which was vv cute - also vv much spencer centered szn

Season 2 ! we saw a different side to spencer like his reaction to elle leaving ?? the way he immediately blamed himself - i feel like it truly set the stage for the coming seasons and how he continued to blame himself for every single person leaving in his life - also obviously glasses!spencer <333 love him

Season 10 ! his first scene in that season was so cute i loved him and kate as a duo even tho we didnt get that many scenes of them together also him being the only one to notice that jj was suffering ?? :( and the fact that he didnt hesitate to immediately approach her ( like they did when he was suffering in s2 ) - we also saw him grieve gideon and the way he would not stop playing chess always made me so so sad - but this szn showed how truly thoughtful and caring spencer was

Season 1 - havent watched that szn in ages so i really dont remember much but he was so cute in that szn ( lowk a jumpscare whenever i consume a lot of post!prison spencer content and then see s1!spencer )

Season 9 !! HIM AND BLAKE R EVERYTHING TO MEEEEE - that one scene of him and garcia in her apartment , preparing everything for the party is my all time favorite criminal minds scene - the way spencer said "punk!" will always be my favorite thing ever !!

Season 11! the first season where spencer didnt go through the worst things ever - i love happy spencer

Season 5 Spencer ! I'm going to be honest with you i really dont remember this szn all too well which might be bc i tried to delete it out of my mind because it made me cry so much but he was a cutie patootie ! jesus spencer ! <3

Season 8 ! too much suffering honestly - it was a good season like yay softball!spencer and yay spencer is in love but like.. the rest of the szn was just so so painful to watch - i wanna cry just thinking abt it

season 12 ! ohmygod the writers had it OUT FOR SPENCER IN THIS SEASON they couldnt believe that they let him be happy in season 11 so they had to take it all back and make him go through the worst things imaginable

season 13-15 ! i think these szns r kinda just a blur to me ? maybe bc i really really hate the prison storyline so everything that comes after it is just so painful ? - but I DO HAVE a vv soft spot for s15 spencer he was so cute in the episode saturday

Season 3! i literally dont remember a single thing about this season im not even joking😭😭except maybe the part abt gideon leaving which made me SOOO sad for spencer

I'M SO SO SORRY THIS ENDED UP BEING SOOOOO long😭💘💘💘 but what about you ?? i'd love love love to hear your ranking

#☕️#pls let me know what your ranking is i love hearing abt it

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