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bluewxrld07 · 2 months ago

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Heartbeat (Jack Hughes)

Cole Caufield gf! reader x Jack Hughes

Summary: Cole hasn't been the greatest boyfriend while staying at the Hughes' household this summer. What happens when the Golden Hughes boy gets you to himself? (Inspired by Heartbeat by Childish Gambino)

Warning(s): SMUTTTT, Smoking, Shotgunning, Spitting, fingering, p in v, unprotected (WRAP BEFORE YOU TAP), cheating (sorry Cole), choking, roughness, marking

"Get your fat ass off me!" Y/N laughed out with a screech, urging and trying her best to lift the youngest Hughes brother off of her body.

Luke was currently trying to tackle the girl after he's been convinced she cheated in another game of pool, not wanting to admit that she was actually pretty smart at playing the game.

"There's zero chance you just beat me. Twice! In a row!" he says, shooting her a playful pout and glare when she finally got herself out from under him.

"You're just too blinded by your ego to admit someone might be better at pool than you," Y/N chuckled, heading towards the kitchen. "Especially a girl."

Luke just groans and sends her his middle finger, earning a loud cackle from her lips.

She opened up the fridge to grab herself a High Noon for now, grabbed the package of fruit to stuff into the cooler for the boat.

"Will you sauce me a High Noon too?" Luke asks as he walks by her. She happily nods with a hum as she handed him his before shutting the fridge and followed him outside.

The sun was still shining bright, only a few clouds here and there seen in the skies above. It was almost mid-July, the heat now blazing in Michigan, the humidity levels also have risen due to a few rainy mornings at the lake.

Y/N and Luke made small talk as they made their ways down to the boat, seeing the group of boys returning from their little fishing frenzy.

She wore a plain black bikini with a pair of athletic shorts and her Birks, her hair flowed freely as it was still wet from the first trip out on the boat earlier that afternoon.

As the pair approached the boat, the boys all greeted them warmly. "Who won?"

Luke groans and shakes his head. "Don't even ask or it'll go straight to her head." he says.

Y/N rolled her eyes with a playful smirk. "You're just mad you can't learn my ways." she says, earning a swat in her direction as he hopped onto the boat.

Her eyes land on her boyfriend, Cole, the boy hopping up to grab the cooler from her arm. She happily takes the hand he offers her to step onto the boat, going and setting her towel and phone down on the seat. She takes her sunglasses from her head and puts them onto her face.

"Wow the fact that Luke might actually not be the pool champ in the house anymore is killing him," Quinn chuckles while backing away from the dock.

"I just choose to not believe she won so easily. Not once, but twice man! Twice!!!" Luke exasperates, popping open his High Noon.

Y/N settles herself onto Cole's lap per usual, his hand immediately finding her hips to support her as they pull out onto the lake. "I'm just too good, Moose. You should know this by now."

"Yeah, ok." he scoffs as he sips his drink.

"So when do the others get here?" Cole asks, changing the subject.

Y/N's eyebrows furrow. "Others? Who else is coming?" she asks.

Jack nods his head and speaks up. "Ethan and Duke are coming, and then a few of the girls from across the lake are joining. We're going to pick them up now."

"Ashley, Bridget and Mills?" Cole asked, and Y/N fought the urge to roll her eyes. She usually wasn't against other girls being there, she preferred it most days because the tester one could be insufferable.

It was because of these said girls they were going to pick up.

Especially Milly. Or Mills as Cole just stated.

There were three of them, and Milly was one of them she didn't get along with as she is one who always has her eyes on Cole. No matter the circumstance.

What makes her more annoyed is that he allows it, letting the girl flirt and touch her way towards him as if it meant nothing.

Each time she would try and call him out for it, he'd get all defensive and state she's "just being insecure". So she finally decided to ignore it, and not care anymore.

"This'll be fun." She mutters lowly, but Cole must've picked up on her comment because she received a slight pinch to her thigh. She turned to face him, seeing the look on his face. "Play nice. Don't start that shit." he orders, making her scoff and look away.

"When do Ethan and Duke get here?" she asks.

"They're gonna be here after sundown. They have a few last minute skate camps to do, and then they're coming out to stay for the week." Luke explains across the boat.

"Yeah, supposedly they're going to be bringing some more stuff too, so we won't have to worry about going to buy more till this weekend." Jack brings up, earning hums and agreements from the group.

Jack also finds Y/N's eyes, points and winks at her. "Also they're bringing you your goodies." he says, making her smirk and perk up in excitement.

Cole's face frowns. "No." he says and shakes his head. "You're not smoking with them."

Y/N's face falls, and she turns back to Cole. "Why? I do all the time, and it's not like I'm in a strange place. We do it all the time back at UMich."

"Dude chill she's in good company first off, and second we're not gonna let her go nuts." Trevor adds.

Cole rolls his eyes. "You're not smoking and that's final. I don't like how you smell afterwards."

"Funny, because I wasn't asking permission." Y/N bites back, earning a low howl from Trevor. Cole just looks at her with shock and annoyance on his face.

He drops the argument but pinches her thigh as if he was warning her, she jumps and sends him a glare. He gives her a look, and she soon just sits there not saying anything.

She listens to the boys as they all converse about the weeks ahead and how next season may go, only turning her head slightly to see Jack's eyes were already on her.

He stares over at her, running his fingers over his mouth as his eyes squint towards her like he is trying to say something without saying anything. She just looks back at him and shrugs slyly, hoping he will drop it and move on.

Before she knew it, she was slightly nudged off of Cole's lap and to the side of him, making her look over at Cole. His eyes were already set on the dock they were now arriving towards, seeing as the three girls were standing there happily waving.

Y/N lets out a huff, poking the inside of her cheek with her tongue. She watches as Cole immediately stands when the boat arrives at the dock, greeting Milly and helping her into the boat. She doesn't hesitate for a second to kiss Cole's cheek, easily making Y/N's eyes harden.

She sits there silently as they get the girls onto the boat, the other two warmly greeting Y/N whom happily greets them back. "Oh," Milly says abruptly, seeing Y/N sitting there.

"I didn't know she was still here." she says innocently, making Y/N roll her eyes.

"Yeah. The girl who grew up Nextdoor to the Hughes' is here for her traditional summer trip. Shocker," Y/N retorts, earning a snort from Trevor and Luke.

Milly's eyes narrow, but soon is turned away from Y/N when Cole comes up next to her.

He guides her over to the seating where Y/N sat, Cole giving her a look. "What?" she asks.

"Can you scoot? Or go sit behind Quinn?" he asks, making her roll her eyes with an amused smirk.

"Seriously?"

Cole just shrugs. "You're gonna wakeboard anyways, so might as well save the upper half of the boat for those who want to chill."

Y/N's eyes widen at his remark, knowing damn well he would be wakeboarding today too. She scoffs. "You sure it's not because you-"

"Come on I'll help you suit up, Y/N. You can start us off." Jack interrupts, coming into view. Y/N looks between Cole and Milly, seeing the satisfied look on her face.

Her eyes find Jack's when she feels him softly grab her forearm, giving her a look as to say it wasn't worth the energy, making her look back at the pair.

"Fine." she says, letting Jack walk with her to the back of the boat as Quinn drives and turns up the music.

Y/N stands at the back of the boat, watching her boyfriend and Milly sit awfully close to one another, his attention entirely entranced by her.

Jack pops back into view with her lifejacket, turning her to face him. "Don't start." he chuckles while he helps her get strapped up.

"What are you talking about?"

"You look like you're going to kill her."

"Well do you blame me? You see how he acts with her, and how she acts regardless if I'm around. It's pathetic really." Y/N says with an eyeball.

Jack's eyes meet hers. "I may be a jerk, but your man is a real dick." he says low enough so she can only hear it.

Y/N sighs at his words, and just nods. "Yeah. Seems like it."

Jack lets out a playful scoff. "Did you just agree that I'm a jerk?" he asks, getting playfully offended. Y/N lets out a smile and chuckles and slaps his chest.

"You are you, so we know how you can be." she jokes, Jack sticks his tongue out at her.

"Yeah yeah whatever, pretty. Head onto the end of the boat so I can help you in." he says, shooing her over to the buttoned of the boat.

Quinn slow the boat down enough so she can sit down and get herself strapped onto the wakeboard. Jack is making sure the board is all in good shape, his tongue sticking out as he focuses.

Her eyes look up at him as she watches him focus on getting her all set in, before he finally looks at her. He smirks over at her. "You've got quite the problem, pretty." he chuckles as he stands up.

"What?" she asks, but she doesn't get a response. He just holds his hands out to help her up which she gladly takes.

He yanks her onto her feet, Jack pulling her awfully close when she's upright. His eyes dart down to her lips for the slightest second, if she blinked she probably would've missed it.

She feels her breath hitch as his hands leave hers and trail slowly towards her hips. She shouldn't feel anyway towards Jack like she does.

Before she can say anything he pushed her into the water, making her give him the finger when she came up. Jack laughs before tossing her the rope and the board.

"You ready?" Quinn calls out, and she raises her thumb up. "Ready when you are Quinny!"

He begins playing the music once again, Y/N making sure the board is secure underneath her feet as they take off slowly.

Once they begin to pick up the pace and she balanced out on the waves, she tosses Jack the rope back and surfs along the water.

This was the part she always looked forward to during the summer, being with her friends on a lake she's come to know so well. It felt like it was engraved into her no matter where she was.

Her eyes focus on the waves below her feet, trying to twist and turn as she rode, hearing chants and encouragement from the guys. She looks up with a smile.

Trevor holds up a drink for her and points at it. "You want?" he asks out, and she nods. "You know what to do!" he says as he tosses it towards her.

She wobbles a bit as she catches it, and nods at them. She puts a finger up to single to hold on, beginning to take off her lifejacket.

Y/N's eyes catch Jack's, telling him to catch it and he nods. As soon as he gets it she focuses back onto the can of alcohol in her hands, trying to create a good divot onto the edge of the can to shotgun.

Once she's got it how she wants, the group counts her down and then she opens the can. As she shotguns and downs the drink, she can hear cheers from the girls and boys.

Jack's eyes follow the drips that leave Y/N's mouth, watching as they trail from the side of her mouth, to the side of her neck and in between the valley of her breasts and down her stomach where her belly button piercing sat perfectly.

He bit his lip, adjusting his lower half as he snaps it back up to her face, watching her smile widely in victory while crumpling the now empty can.

Before she can do anything else, she sees Trevor making his way off the boat and jumps out towards her. "My turn!" he playfully says as he meets her body and they fall back into the water.

When they resurface, she splashes him playfully. Y/N lets out a laugh before flicking him off, the two watching as the boat makes its way around to grab them.

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The sun was set fully, flames crackling and lighting up the darkness around the group that surrounded it.

Ethan and Duke had finally shown up with more goodies to get through the weekend, the group now sat with drunken conversations and dares going around the group.

Y/N sat by herself, Cole being incredibly occupied with Milly across the fire, hand on her thigh as they talked and flirted. Y/N was so over trying to fight over it, having earned looks from Cole when she made comments throughout the day.

She watched them with a stank look on her face, just frozen in her stare. Watching as her boyfriend just acted like she never existed.

"So," she hears Ethan's voice drag out next to her. She turns to face him. "Heard your little mans over there said no to it, but I hear you kind of need it." he says, holding up a couple of blunts in his hand.

Y/N laughs. "Who told you that?"

He shurgs. "Just a little birdie here."

Y/N smirks at him with a nod. "You know me so well. This is why we're besties Eddy." she chuckles and takes one from his hand to light it.

Ethan grabs the lighter from his pocket and holds it up to the blunt that rests between her lips.

Once he lights it, she takes a long drag from it and her eyes instantly roll to the back of her head in relief. She holds the smoke in her mouth for a bit before letting it fall from her lips.

"Fuck, yeah I did need it." she sighs out, passing it to Ethan who takes a hit. "Yeah I can see that." he says before his head nods over towards Cole and Milly. Y/N rolls her eyes as she watches Milly run her hands through Cole's hair.

"Why aren't you doing anything about it?" he asks, and she shrugs.

"If he truly wanted to stay committed to me, he would. I'm tired of the constant arguing and the backhanded comments he makes when I call him out. I don't want him, the girl can take him at this point." she sighs, Ethan seeing the sadness flash through her eyes as she watches her boyfriend act close with the blonde across the fire pit.

"You should get even." he suggests, making her eyebrows furrow and look at him.

"Even how?" she asks. Ethan hands her the blunt.

"The best revenge is getting even. Not getting mad, or sad or pissed. Even."

Y/N lets the smoke out of her mouth, and nods. "That's true. But at the same time I just want someone to appreciate me. I can't stand doing the one night stands. You know how I get." she chuckles as she takes another hit.

He nods and inhales another hit after her. "Who said it had to be a stranger?" he says, making her whip her head towards him.

She shakes her head and chuckles. "Eddy I love you, but no way do I see you like-"

He shakes his head. "Oh no I totally agree, I wasn't saying me." he adds. "But I know someone here who would happily help you out. Everyone sees it but you." he hints.

She furrows her brows. "Who?" she asks, and he just shrugs.

"You'll just have to pay close attention to find out." is all he says before he gets up and makes his way over to the cooler to grab a drink.

Y/N sits there confused, her attention going back to the fire as she smokes the blunt.

"Careful there, remember what happened the last time you took in a whole blunt in under five minutes." Jack's voice cuts in, plopping himself down next to her.

She scoffs playfully. "I'd much rather get crossed than have to watch that unfold," she motions towards the pair in front of her.

Jack nods slowly, the two sitting silently for a bit as she takes another hit. Jack looks over at her and raises his hand.

"Can I?" he asks, motioning towards the blunt. She nods before handing over to him. He takes one long hit and lets it sit for a moment or two. Then lets it leave his mouth slowly.

Y/N watched him, entranced by how easy he did it. Jack could feel her stare, making him smirk as he kept his stare on the fire in of them.

"You're staring again, pretty." he says lowly, making her shrug.

"Just intrigued is all."

"How so?"

"I don't know why, but it's attractive when a guy can smoke so smoothly like you did."

Jack's eyes flick over to hers, looking down at her lips for a second before finding her eyes once again. "Really?" he says softly, his voice rough.

She nods with a hum, her eyes droopy as she feels the high. "You trust me, pretty?" he asks, and she nods. "Always, J."

He nods back before he takes another big and long hit, turning his face towards hers. He raises his hand and grabs the front of her neck softly, pulling her forward. Y/N's sense heighten at his closeness, seeing his eyes flicker to her lips and stay there.

He takes his thumb and pushes her bottom lip down to open her mouth, slightly leaning forward so their lips were barely touching. He opened his own mouth, letting the smoke leave and travel into her own mouth.

Y/N's head felt so light in that moment, her eyes closing as she took the smoke in from his mouth. "Good girl. So good." he growls, making her insides quiver and a small whimper leave her throat.

Once it all left his mouth, he closes her mouth and backs his face away from hers and takes a sip of his drink as if nothing happened. Y/N stayed frozen in her spot as she blew the smoke from her mouth, turning her head back towards Cole and Milly.

Their eyes never left one another.

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Y/N couldn't sleep.

She had been tossing and turning all night, Cole sleeping soundly next to her as soft snores left his mouth.

It had been a couple days since the incident with Jack, if she should even call it that. She just hated how much she enjoyed it.

Enjoyed him.

It was the way he made her insides feel, it was something she wasn't used to feeling. He made her feel seen, the more she would think back about their history. How he was always the one there, and how forced it felt when Cole came around.

She sighs as she softly and quietly gets out of bed, not wanting to wake Cole, and opens the bedroom door. Once it shuts softly behind her, she makes her way down the hall and down the stairs.

She heads over to the kitchen and grabs herself a bottled water and one of the leftover blankets brought inside from the fire, before unlocking the sliding door and heading outside. Her eyes get used to the darkness around her, hearing the loud bugs and frogs around the lake, some of the neighbors music softly playing.

Once she gets to the dock, she steps out onto the boat and turns on the speaker system. Once she picks her tunes, she adjusts the volume so it's not loud enough to bother anyone around the area and sits on the back seating portion.

She wraps the blanket around herself, looking out towards the lake that sits as calm as can be, looking like glass.

Her thoughts begin to make themselves known, making her wonder why she let Cole treat her the way he does. Or how he thinks it okay to act how he did with Milly in front of her eyes. Or how he spoke to her when she stated she wasn't;t fond of how Milly acted with him. Calling her insecure and dramatic and clingy.

She tried to let it get to her, letting her thoughts ramble and jumble, soon getting to how Jack has treated her. How he made her stay distracted for the time being, so she didn't have to witness Cole and Milly. Especially with how Jack was making her feelings twist and turn and making her thighs tighten.

Y/N took a deep breath as she felt her face heating up from the thoughts entering her brain of Jack, letting her breaths become shallow as they grew more.

The way she would've let him kiss her hard when he shotgunned the smoke into her mouth. How she would've let him do whatever he wanted to her in front of their friends. In front of Cole. In front of Milly.

Her eyes rolled back when she thought about how he'd feel inside of her. Or how rough he could be. Maybe how he could mark her up so nobody else could have her. Especially the way how nice it would running her hands through his hair as his head ate away between--

"Thought I'd be able to find you out here." a voice interrupted her thoughts, causing her to jump.

Jack's hands go up in defense as he sees her jump from his voice, a soft chuckle leaving his lips. "Easy tiger. Didn't mean to scare you."

She rolls her eyes. "What're you doing up?" she asks.

He takes her legs that were draped along the seating, takes a seat and then props them back on top of his lap as he shrugs. "I couldn't sleep. Trevor's snoring was also pissing me off." he jokes, making her giggle slightly.

"Isn't he in the room next to yours?" she asks, and he looks at her.

"Exactly. It echos more than you'd think." he says, making her chuckle at him. He trails his hand up her thigh and squeezes. "Why're you awake?"

She sighs and shrugs herself. "Couldn't sleep either."

"Does it have to do with what happened?" he asks and she hums with a nod.

"Ever since that night, Cole has been really distant. Or he gets upset at the littlest things I do. He disappears a bit more, and I know he's not going to skate at the rink." she explains, Jack humming in response.

"I'm sorry, Y/N."

"It's whatever. I just wish he'd break it off already. But he is so worried about you all banning him from the lakehouse for breaking my heart." she shrugs.

"Well he definitely would not be allowed back for a bit, I'll tell you that much."

"Okay but that is also not what I'd want you guys to do. You guys have been friends for too long. Don't be petty." Y/N chuckles, earning an eyeroll from Jack with a smirk.

"He hurt you which isn't allowed here. That's always been our one rule. So that's his fault for not listening."

She sighs. "I supposed," she says. "I just can't stop thinking about what Eddy said."

Jack's eyes snap to hers. "What did Ethan say?" he rushes, making her laugh.

"Woah chill there Jack. Nothing scary," she says. "He just stated he thinks it's now my time to get even with him. No mad, or upset. Just even."

Jack's grip on her thighs tighten, raising higher up on her thighs. The feeling making her insides melt. "Even how?"

She hesitates for a minute. "Like getting even." she emphasizes.

Jack leans closer to her. "Would you? Want to get even I mean?" he asks lowly, and her eyes look deeply into his through the darkness. She'd do anything he'd ask at this point.

"Depends on who's asking." she says softly.

"What if I'm asking?"

Y/N's insides freeze completely. She knew he felt some way towards her, but hearing him ask that just made it ten times more real.

"What?" she stutters, watching as he breaks their eye contact.

"Nothing, forget I said anything," he says and shakes his head, leaning back against the seats. Y/N looks at her lap.

They were silent for a few moments. Y/N then builds herself up enough, and lets confidence take over. Her eyes look over at Jack, seeing his head back against the edge of the seat with his eyes closed.

She takes this moment to sit up, take one leg and place it on one side of his lap while the other stays on the opposite side as she is fully now sitting in his lap looking down at him.

Jack's head pops up looking up at her, eyebrows furrowing. Y/N's hands trail from his biceps, to his shoulders, and finally to the sides of his neck. "What if I want it to be you asking?" she says lowly, her head dipping down slowly to be close to his.

Jack's hands find her lower back, his head raising to lean his forehead against hers. His lips smirking. "Oh, pretty, you don't know what you're asking for right now." he says.

Y/N nods. "If I didn't know what I was doing, would I be be sitting here waiting for you to ruin me?" she whispers, letting her confidence come in.

Jack chuckles lowly, his hands trailing up her back and into her hair to pull her head back. She lets out a sigh at the feeling, his lips making soft kisses upon her neck. "If I ruin you," he starts. "I'm ruining you for anyone else."

She looks down at him. "You sure you want play that game?" he says.

She takes his face into her hand, and squeezes his neck to make him look at her, causing a low groan mixed with a sigh to leave his lips. "I'm all yours, Jack Hughes."

Those words were enough to make a switch turn in him.

He grips her hair harshly and brings her lips slamming down onto his. Their teeth clashing, tongues fighting, soft moans leaving her lips at how good his lips felt on hers.

Her hips get a mind of their own grinding down against the building erection in his sweats, making them both moan against one another at the feeling. Jack's hands left her hair as they kissed in sync, one traveling down to her ass while the other made its way to her throat. He let his hand come down hard onto her ass, making her let out a light squeak as his other hand squeezed her throat.

It made her head feel light at the feeling, causing her head to fall back, his lips attaching to her neck leaving marks in their tracks. "He's going to see how much better I take care of you," he says, biting her neck. "Of how much I can give you," she sighs. "Of how good I can make you feel," his hand comes down against her ass again.

"Fuck, Jack," she moans out and he hums. "Exactly. That's me Pretty."

Jack lets his hand leave her throat, traveling down to her breasts and squeezes them over her t-shirt. "Take this off." He says, helping her remove her shirt.

His eyes immediately fall to her chest, licking his lips as both hands find each breast. Y/N lets out a gasp as he pinches one nipple and caresses the other with his rough thumb. Her hips stuttering as she ground deeply onto him. "They're yours." she mutters out, Jack chuckles darkly.

"Oh pretty," he starts, his eyes looking up at hers. "I know."

Before she knew it, he was taking on nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing over it, causing her whole body to break out into goosebumps. "Keep making those noises for me pretty. Want everyone to know how good I'm making you feel." he hums against her skin.

Her moans and gasps become louder with each mark and bite Jack leaves on her breasts, running her hands through his hair and pulling.

He moans against her chest, his hands guiding her hips as she grinds over his hard erection. She can feel her wetness pooling between her legs, sure enough knowing there's most definitely a wet patch on her panties and his pants. Y/N takes his hair to pull his head up to look at her, slamming her lips back onto his.

When she pulls away she bites his lower lip, causing him to hiss and smirk at her. "Someone's taking the dominance a little bit." he jokes, and she smirks.

"Deal with it." she moans out, and before she knows it Jack grips her thighs to stoop her movements, earning some curses and whines from the girl above him.

"Can't have you thinking you're in charge right now," he says, immediately flipping her to lay down on the seat, Jack going to hover above her, blanket long gone. He uses one hand to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it to the side.

Y/N's eyes follow the shirt being ditched, only to have her jawline squeezed and turned back towards the boy on top of her. "You keep your focus on me." he states.

"Open that pretty mouth, baby," he says, and she obeys. Jack immediately puckers his lips, letting the saliva from his mouth slowly leave his mouth and slide into hers. Y/N happily sticks her tongue out as it slides down her throat, causing Jack to moan out and push his erection into her wetness.

"Swallow," he says, and she immediately lets it slide down her throat and bites her lip. "Fuck. You're such a good girl." Jack says with a smirk on his face.

"You're definitely mine now. Nobody else is going to have you. You belong to me," he says as he lets a hand trail down the valley of her breasts, her stomach and to the line of her pants. "You got that? Nobody else ever gets to see you this way. Cole had his chance." He states.

Y/N nods, causing Jack to take his hand from her pantyline and slap her pussy. She jolts at it, letting out a whimper. "Words, pretty girl." he says.

"Yes. Okay."

He smiles darkly. His hand makes its way back towards her panties, immediately sliding beneath them and finding her clit. She lets out a loud gasp, her head falling back against the seat. Jack's mouth opens at the feeling of how wet and warm she felt, his head falling back as his eyes fell closed.

His fingers slid back and forth between her folds, circling her clit every so often. "Ohhh you are so wet for me, Y/N. I can't wait to feel you around me, fuck." he sighs out, his head looking down to see her mouth open and soft moans coming out.

He can feel her grinding against his fingers, Jack chuckling darkly. "So needy baby now are we?"

Y/N nods, and Jack growls before pinching her clit harshly. She let out a large squeal. Her eyes open to look up at him. "What did I say?" he says lowly.

"Use my words."

"What did you do?"

"I didn't use my words." she moans, and Jack hums. "You do that again and I'm stopping. You got it?"

"Yes baby."

Jack moans, instantly going back to gliding his fingers over her slickness, playing around her hole. "Please Jack. Don't tease. Need you."

He lets out a pout. "I think you need to be teased a little. Especially since you didn't listen to me."

"Jacky please." Y/N begs.

"Fine. Only because I need to have you. Need to feel how tight you are for me."

"What-" before she can finish her sentence, Jack sticks two fingers inside of her. She let outs a loud moan, wrapping her legs around his torso. Jack's lips find hers as he pumps in and out of her roughly, not giving her time to adjust, his lips hiding her loud moans.

"Who does this pussy belong to?"

"You."

"Who?"

"Fuck, you Jack!" she gasps against his lips, feeling a burning sensation building up in her stomach. Jack can feel her hips beginning to stutter, sensing she is getting close.

He suddenly pulls his fingers out, causing her eyes to open widely and stare up at him. Jack gets off of her, ripping her sweats and panties off her legs, then stripping from his own.

He kneels in between her legs, taking in her naked figure in front of him while sliding his hands up and down her thighs. "Shit you're gorgeous, pretty."

Y/N feels her insides melt, her heart fluttering at his words. "Too bad I'm going to ruin you." he says.

She looks up at him. "Ruin me, Jack." she challenges, and it doesn't take him a second longer to decide.

He takes himself into his hand and slides in all the way deep inside her pussy, Y/N letting out a loud gasp followed by his full name. He smirks, before sliding out till the tip is just inside, then slamming back into her.

Y/N's eyes roll back along with her head, Jack sliding his hand up to her neck and squeezing it as he fastens and hardens his pace. Their breaths and moans mix together, Jack taking in the marks along her chest.

She definitely would scold him tomorrow for them, but it would be so worth he look on Cole's face.

Jack lets out a moan at the thought, then taking her throat tighter in his grip to make her head roll back to look at him and he slammed himself deep into her repeatedly. "This was made for me. You were made for me. All mine." he pants out against her lips as he kisses her hard.

"All" thrust "Fucking" thrust "Mine" thrust.

Y/N felt like her head was spinning. She felt like she was on cloud nine. She never wanted this to end.

Jack's free hand traveled down to her clit, rubbing harshly and fast. The sensation made Y/N gasp loud and moan into his mouth, feeling her high coming close. "Jack I'm gonna-"

"Hold it"

"Jack please I'm-"

"You're going to hold it pretty," he growls out against her lips and kisses her. "I'm almost there. Wanna finish with you."

"Finish inside me."

"Fucking shit baby, you're going to kill me." he moans. Her nails glide down his back once more, sure that the marks would be there tomorrow but she didn't care.

"Go ahead, pretty, let it go." He says, his moans and gasps getting more breathless, his hips stuttering as he feels his high reach, Y/N letting her climax finally reach its point. Her eyesight going white for a moment as Jack finished.

A few moments passed, and Y/N is still coming down. The pairs breathless pants being heard, Jack lifts his head from her chest and caresses her cheek.

"You back?" he jokes lightly, making her chuckle as her eyes stayed close.

"I'm back."

"How do you feel?" he asks softly, and she nods. "I'm good. Really good."

"I meant it," he says, his eyes finding hers. "You're mine. Cole lost his chance."

Y/N is silent for a moment and then nods, running a hand through his crazed hair. "I'm yours Jack."

Jack's smile widens and he kisses her softly. "Let's get you cleaned up. You're sleeping with me tonight."

#hockey boys #y/n #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #cole caufield x reader #Cole Caufield #Cole caufield imagine #jack Hughes smut #jack hughes fic #angst #nhl x reader #jack hughes imagine #jh86

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brainrotandbedrot · 1 year ago

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okay. im a perfume nerd and i just can’t get this out of my head and these are all my own little brainworms so 🤪

perfume scents that every man in the 141 loves.

price is a classy man. but i also think he isn’t a huge fan of anything strong — he likes how you smell naturally. anything light, airy, a little floral but not like grandma rose perfume floral. price is the type of guy i see having fresh laundry scented candles in his house and a “fresh and clean” air freshener for his car. this man is tired and approaching middle age and he just wants his shit to smell good. including you. i hc something along the lines of maison margiela replica’s lazy sunday morning edt, glossier’s you edp, dedcool’s fragrance 03 blonde edp. for something more recognizable, gingham and sweet pea from bath & body works.

i feel like he’d also like chanel no. 5 just because of the name. his mum wore it. it’s sentimental for him.

notes: crisp fruits (pear, apple), light floral (jasmine, rose, lily of the valley, lilac), light musk, milk

gaz loves when you smell like a cashmere sweater. warm, sweet, but soft and homey. he wants to come home and just sit there and sniff you because you smell like a warm hug after a long day (it makes sense in my head okay). he’s the type to come along to sephora and ulta and hold the bottle while you spray the testers and he’ll tell you if something smells good (everything smells good, he likes seeing you smile & he’s paying anyway). philosophy’s fresh cream edp, ariana grande’s cloud intense edp, byredo’s slow dance edp, and skylar’s fall cashmere edp are all scents i think he’d love. i also feel like ivory cashmere from bath & body works is a given.

notes: almond, warm vanilla, berries (juniper, cranberry), cinnamon bark, sandalwood, light musk

johnny. johnny is a man of taste, okay? this man loves a unisex fragrance. (they all do. but like. johnny truly just loves a scent that is just a scent. no feminine or masculine packaging.) literally anything that smells good has his paws all over you. i feel like he’s a woody, earthy scents kind of guy. just smell like a forest and he’s head over heels. like le labo’s santal 33 edp, tom ford’s oud minerale edp, zodica perfumery’s eau de dallas edp, dossier’s ambery saffron and woody oakmoss edp. mahogany teakwood & into the stars from b&bw will also get this man’s heart rate wild.

notes: bergamot, oud, amber, musk, sandalwood, cedarwood, spices (cardamom, ginger), fir balsam

simon is a gourmand man. change my mind (you can’t). this man will get a whiff and have to stop himself from nibbling on you like a cat. or he doesn’t. you just smell too good, love. i don’t think he has a specific preference in terms of general scent, but anything that smells yummy has him drooling. sweet, warm, similar to gaz but more in the food direction than the cozy warm direction. i think le monde gourmand’s crème vanille edp, kayali’s yum pistachio gelato intense edp, billie eilish’s eilish 1.0 edp, sol de janiero’s brazilian crush cheirosa '71 fragrance mist. sweet whiskey and viva vanilla from b&bw are also delicious to layer with.

notes: gourmand (warm vanilla, brown sugar, marshmallow, caramel), amber (and ambery musk), florals (jasmine, orange blossom), nutty (almond, hazelnut, pistachio)

sorry simon’s scent notes are so long gourmand fragrances just have so many and they all smell good

#john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #cod mw2 #cod x you #gender neutral reader #task force 141 #141 x reader #soap mactavish x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #gaz garrick x reader

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jennaispunk · 9 months ago

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A Sunday Kind of Love

Summary: A lazy Sunday afternoon at the Miller House.

Pairing: Married!Joel Miller(Jackson!Joel) x f!reader(wife)

Rating: T

Word Count 1.2k

Tags/Warnings: fluff, domesticity, soft!Joel, reader(wife) can be picked up by Joel but no other physical description is given. Photos in the moodboard are for aesthetic only.

A/N: This was written for @beefrobeefcal Joel Sat on Me ‘24 challenge (Sorry this is so late,bb. I know fluff ain’t your stuff, but I hope you enjoy it anyway). This is what Joel deserves, to grow old and be happy with the love of his life. Special thanks to @sawymredfox for reading this over for me.

Moodboard by me. Dividers by @saradika-graphics

Sundays were meant for rest, a day to relax and recharge. Joel wasn’t on patrol, and you didn’t have to be at the stables. Honestly, it was your favorite day of the week. It was just the two of you, Ellie was at Dina’s. Nothing but peace and quiet surrounded you.

The late afternoon sun streams through the front window, warming your face. There’s not a single cloud marring the cerulean Wyoming sky. You lay on your back, stretched out on the worn sofa in your living room, your feet carefully tucked under your husband’s arm.

Although this couch had definitely seen better days, it was comfortable. In a way, it was a lot like Joel; a little rough around the edges but still a safe, cozy place to lay your head.

The birds chirp out a chorus, accompanying Joel as he strums a lazy tune on his guitar. A smile slowly spreads across your face as you immediately recognize the song, “Wish You Were Here”, by Pink Floyd. That song evokes memories, both happy and sad, for you both.

This is your favorite version of Joel, the one that’s relaxed and content, with a hint of a smile on his plush lips. Not much has changed about Joel since you’ve known him, except his waistline. You can’t help but notice how his jeans are a little snugger around his thighs and the way his flannel stretches across his belly as he leans his guitar against the wall next to the couch. It’s not really his fault, you all but forced him to become your official taste tester now that Mrs. Callahan is teaching you how to bake in exchange for giving her granddaughter horseback riding lessons. His growing belly is all the proof you need to know your baking skills have definitely improved.

You don’t mind the change, in fact, you like it. As far as you're concerned, it’s just more of him to love. His extra cushion keeps you warm now that the nights are getting a little colder, and his belly presses against you in the perfect way when he’s on top of you.

A brisk October breeze flows through the open window making you shiver a little. You reflexively wiggle your toes even further under Joel’s arm. The slight twitch of Joel’s body makes you smirk.

“Joel Miller, you’re ticklish.”

How could you not know this about the man you married? How had you never discovered this lovely little secret?

“M’not.” He grumbles.

He denies it too quickly, and your toes probe the area once again eliciting a soft chuckle and an even bigger jerk of his body.

“Careful, angel.” He warns, his eyes playfully narrowing. “If you keep on, you're going to have to deal with the consequences.”

“Oooh, I’m so scared.” You giggle and hold your hand out and make it tremble. A devious smirk plays on your lips.

You know you’re playing a dangerous game, but you go for the kill, hands descending on that spot. His laughter rumbles through the air and you feel his belly shake. He manages to push your hands away, his eyes narrowing at you and it his turn to smirk.

“You’re really asking for it.”

Your eyebrows jerk to the sky in a silent taunt.

“Gotta catch me first, babe.”

You sprint away from the couch with him hot on your heels. You can’t stop squealing and laughing as he chases you around the kitchen toward the dining room table. You run around the table and immediately realize your mistake when you give yourself a moment to catch your breath.

Joel stares at you, eyes gleaming with mischief from across the table ready to pounce. He’s got you cornered with nowhere to go. You know you’re fucked but you juke right and make a mad dash to the left only to have Joel scoop you up and toss you over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes. You flail, laughing and gasping for air as he carries you to the bedroom.

“No, no, no.” you squeal as he throws you down on the bed.

He crawls on top of you pinning your hips to the bed between his thighs.

“Get off me, you big ol’ bear.” you giggle as your hands weakly try to push him away and you squirm under him.

“Too late.” he grumbles, smiling as he captures both your wrists in one hand and pins them to the bed above your head.

“You asked for this, angel.” He proceeds to assault your sides with his free hand, hitting your most ticklish area.

His thick thighs have rendered you incapable of moving anything but your lower legs, which are kicking wildly in vain. Your laughter fills the room between your gasps for air.

Tears trickle down your cheeks as your face begins to darken from laughing so hard. You know he’s taking pleasure in watching you writhe under him, struggling against his large body.

“Joel…” you plead. “Joel, please…I can’t…breathe…”

His hand slows to a stop, and he just watches you as you catch your breath. You look so beautiful with your face all flushed, your cheeks damp with tears of laughter. How did I get so goddamn lucky?

He lifts up and pushes your thighs apart, settling between them. His belly presses firmly against your core. He’s the best weighted blanket you ever had.

“Easy, honey.” He purrs, his voice low and gravely. “Just breathe.”

A few stray giggles escape your lips as you slowly begin to calm down. This is what it’s all about, what makes everything the two of you have been through worth it. This perfect moment when the rest of the world just disappears and the two of you are the only thing that exists.

“I love you so much, pretty girl.”

He presses his lips to yours. His tongue gently teases your bottom lip, begging for entrance.

You part your lips for him, getting lost in the feel of his weight pressing you firmly into the mattress. You’re completely at his mercy, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

A rough hand glides down your side to the waistband of your leggings, his other hand still restraining your wrists above your head. He pulls away and rests his forehead against yours, something he likes to do to remind himself that your real and not just a figment of his imagination. You’re here, and you’re his.

“I love you, too.”

You hum softly as his lips brush against your jaw, his scruff lightly dragging across your skin. You never thought you’d find happiness again after being alone for so long, but happiness was right in front of you in the form of a burly former contractor that almost everyone else in Jackson was just a little afraid of.

He lets go of your wrists and pushes your shirt up over your stomach as his lips continue to lovingly assault the soft skin of your neck.

“Aren’t we supposed to be at Tommy and Maria’s for Sunday dinner soon?”

His warm breath tickles your neck as he chuckles softly.

“Yeah...” he breathes against your skin. “but they can wait.”

You can’t help but giggle as he playfully nips your neck, right over the spot that makes you arch your back into him.

Joel’s right. They can definitely wait.

#a sunday kind of love #joel miller #joel miller x reader #fluff #domestic stuff #soft!joel miller #jackson!joel

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celesteleoves · 1 year ago

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“I’M ADDICTED TO YOUR LOVE, that’s the issue.”

itadori yuji x fem!reader.

summary: in which, itadori never gets shy, not unless he’s around you.

warnings: swearing, teasing (from the first and second years), fluff! reader and itadori are already in a relationship but it’s fairly new. this is rlly short!!!

itadori was a loud, energetic, and bubbly person. everybody had only ever seen him being loud, they never saw him acting shy, genuinely sad, or quiet (unless something serious had happened).

so, today would be the first time they would see him act differently. aka, be around you.

itadori, megumi, and nobara along with the second years all sat on the grass as they decided to have a little picnic for lunch.

everyone chattered and made conversation about random things that were irrelevant in itadori’s opinion. you were the only thing he was paying attention to.

he currently sat in between you and megumi. you were having an interesting conversation with panda but itadori was not focusing on that.

he was focusing on the soft thrum of your fingers against his hand as you fiddled with his fingers. your hand occasionally slipping when you moved but immediately finding its place right back into his hand a second later.

his cheeks were flushed at the small gesture, your relationship was fairly new, of course he was going to be flustered by small things like holding your hand!

“itadori.” megumi mumbled, his head tilted as he stared at the boy who looked like he was on cloud nine.

“y-yeah?” itadori shook his thoughts away and turned to the boy beside him who was smiling slightly at how flustered he looked.

“you good?”

“me?! what! of course i’m good, that’s such a weird question to ask fushiguro.” itadori awkwardly laughed, earning the attention of the rest of the group (including you as you looked at your sweating boyfriend in concern).

“itadori, you’re sweating.” nobara looked at him in confusion, it wasn’t even hot outside!

itadori turned to look at you as you looked at him in concern and holy shit, he wished he didn’t.

the breeze made your hair slightly sway as you smiled at itadori, your eyes shining as the sun hit them. you looked perfect, his dream girl. he was in shock that he managed to get a girlfriend like you, a perfect one.

“holy fuck-” itadori gasped and maki immediately went to tease him as she realized why he was acting like this.

“he’s nervous because of y/n!” she yelped, letting out a string of laughter as nobara did the same.

“salmon.” inumaki said, his eyes almost closed shut because of how hard he was laughing.

“hey! stop, it’s hot outside.” itadori nervously tried to defend himself, his voice wavering when he felt you move closer to him to the point your hips were touching.

his face immediately flushed and even megumi began laughing at him. itadori covered his face in defeat and embarrassment that he was acting like this in public. but, you just had that effect on him! he can’t help it.

“yuji.” your soft voice caught his attention over the loud laughter around him and teasing comments.

“huh?” itadori’s voice wavered once more as he made eye contact with you.

“you’re cute when you’re shy.”

and there we go, yuji itadori has died. his face immediately goes beet red and he covers it with his hands as you laugh and lean into his side, wrapping an arm around his back as he placed one behind you.

he was so obsessed with you, there was not doubt. yet, he doesn’t like he’ll ever be able to stop being shy around you.

a/n: hope you enjoyed! i’m posting a sukuna work after this that is also just a tester to see how i like writing his character and things i have to improve on!

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#itadori x reader #itadori yuji #itadori yuji x reader #yuji itadori #yuji x reader #yuji itadori x reader #itadori x you #jjk fluff #jujustu kaisen #jujustu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #itadori fluff #itadori yuji fluff #yuji fluff #itadori yuuji #itadori yuuji x reader #yuuji itadori #yuuji fluff #★｡･:celestewrites

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walkawaytall · 11 months ago

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I am somewhat loving the Y2K/Crowdstrike comparisons, but that general idea did bring something to mind:

The only reason Y2K didn't end up being a thing is because programmers worked for like a decade to fix code. My mom worked for a small software company in the late-80s and early-90s, and she said that they were discussing a game plan for Y2K by like 1992. And I just feel like that sort of care and foresight with technology has evaporated in such a short period of time.

Making everything cloud-based has resulted in incomplete products being pushed into production because they can always be patched or updated later, but companies want the dollars the purchases will bring in now. And, I'm not saying that's what caused the Crowdstrike thing. But I do think the "We can just push an update sometime" attitude has caused a lot of loosening of standards when it comes to software and online services. Customers are acting as unwilling beta testers for products and services that, in the past, would have been fully tested before going into production, and it is 1000% driven by greed and need for immediate profitability and remaining on the cutting edge of technology rather than a sustainable business model based around quality products.

I'm not even entirely sure what I'm rambling about. I just hate that I feel like in my short 36 years on this planet, I've somehow seen technology at its best evolve into technology at its worst over a period of maybe two decades. It bums me out.

#it me #crowdstrike #technology #y2k

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theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction · 2 years ago

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Imagine asking Sanji to sample your latest creation…

You walked into the kitchen naturally assuming it was a normal day at the Baratie. “Sanji, Table 3 have requested your highly favoured… uh, what’s going on?”

The blonde-chef walked by you, tight-lipped and fuming. His silence drew your attention to Zeff standing off to the side, watching the boy with a frown.

“Sanji’s no longer on kitchen duty.” He informed.

“Seriously? This happened last month as well and-” you accidentally put yourself in the firing line and Zeff wasn't impressed.

“Do you want to be next? There’s plenty of cooks in here.”

Dropping the argument, you shook your head and adjusted the tone. “No, chef.”

Zeff also calmed his own harshness and continued a bit more softly. “Now get a move on. We have mouths to feed.”

And that’s how it was for rest of the day, cooking away as if Sanji didn’t exist. You managed to catch a glimpse of him through the kitchen window but it was hardly enough to get his attention.

As service began to quiet down, Patty insisted that you take a break to recharge. Pulling off your apron and grabbing a small pastry box, you took the moment to bolt from the Baratie to find Sanji.

Stepping outside, you turned the corner to a hidden deck away from public access and found Sanji on the pier surrounded by a cloud of smoke that only grew in size when he puffed again.

“Figured you’d be out here.” You said, approaching the young man and leaning against the railing. “Still think it was a good idea to tangle with Zeff?”

Sanji clenched his jaw and shook his head.

“Zeff doesn’t know a good dish if it came alive and boiled him in a pot.” He snapped bitterly.

The comment made you smile. “Colourful as always.”

“I didn’t mean to bring you down.” He apologised and softened the tone. “What inspired you to seek me out?”

You had almost forgotten the reason you had come outside. Reaching into the bag around your wrist, you pulled out a small box that protected a slice of cake.

“I had a quick moment to experiment this evening but my favourite tester got himself booted from the kitchen.” You explained. “I asked Patty and he said it was good.”

“But you still brought it to me?” Sanji questioned.

Pulling out a fork, you scooped out the delicate sponge with icing and held it out to him. “You’re my sauce of truth.”

The chef chuckled at the awful pun and put out his cigarette. He lowered his head a little. You placed the cake into his mouth and awaited his verdict.

If Patty was lying, you’d put him in the next batch of desserts.

“How - how did you manage to get the sake to blend with the peaches and peppercorn so well? It’s like silk on my tongue.” He complimented. The cake seemed to have him genuinely befuddled.

“So you like it?” You prodded just a little to get confirmation.

“I love it.” Sanji took your wrist and urged you forward before dipping his head to press his lips against yours. His kiss tasting like light smoke and peaches, undeniably sweet. He pulled back slightly and smirked. “But I love this more.”

Masterlist here (for more One Piece)

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ethanparker9692 · 4 months ago

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thatskynews · 1 year ago

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PC and Steam Deck players, it’s time to take to the clouds! 🌥️

✨Sky is coming to Steam on April 10th!✨

With this special milestone comes a bunch of exciting announcements, such as:

🧊 The Companion Cube comes to the event shop 🧣 The Journey Pack will now be available on ALL platforms 💕 Double Hearts 🕯️Treasure Candles Bonanza

🤫 And the moment you’ve all been waiting for…the return of a very special dancing Spirit! 🫂 Last but not least a huge heartfelt thank you to all the PC beta testers and demo players! Your feedback has been incredibly valuable in helping the team get prepared for this moment.

We can’t wait to welcome all the new moths to our Sky family 💝

More information can be found here 👈

#sky children of the light #sky cotl #thatskygame #(sky game updates)#(good day for many pc sky players: it's going further finally. -ymir)#(I remember in 2020 of us trying to guess pc would be next [it twas not] -ymir)

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weirdmarioenemies · 10 months ago

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Name: Sheep Man

Debut: Mega Man 10

Most of the Robot Masters are too "Man" for my tastes. But this one? This one is Sheep! And that makes him so awesome. Sheep Man was created to be a sheep herding robot, which is rather silly, since humans have already created a guy to help with sheep herding. That guy's name is "Dog", and he loves to do it! Sheep Man, however, left this job to work as a circuit board tester, which makes more sense. I don't think any dog breeds have been developed to do that yet.

Sheep Man's job at the circuit board manufacturer was in their static resistance test division, since he noticed static buildup in his wool. And this got me thinking, is there really truth to the Electric Sheep concept? I mean in the sense of static wool, of course. I am well aware that, unfortunately, regular sheep cannot use Zap Attacks. Wool is indeed likely to give up electrons and take on a positive charge, but it is also great at retaining moisture, and thus can in fact prevent static cling from occurring! I guess Sheep Man must be inhabiting some very dry environments!

Considering his stage is a sort of Cyber's World, I guess it is a very dry environment? I don't know. I've never been in a digital world. Let me know if you have, and know how moist they are!

Unfortunately, as a Robot Master, you probably know that Sheep Man is sort of a Bad Guy. But it's just because he is sick, infected with Roboenza, and can be cured! I am happy that this funny sheepborg is typically a nice fellow. In battle, he demonstrates the awesome power of Sheep, by turning into four clouds of wool that float independently and zap the ground! (Shouldn't the metal ground be zapping him, if anything?) He's like a four-pack of wool dryer balls for reducing static in your clothing. When the first three do their zappies, they disappear, and the fourth turns back into Sheep Man. I'm over here trying to apply real-world physics to Sheep Man, and there he goes, generating infinite matter!

At least there is a bit of Physics Phun in that his weakness is the Rebound Striker, a rubber ball weapon. It hurts him extra because it's stealing his electrons! Give those back!

Generally, Robot Masters are "pretty neat at most" to me. You know me! I love creatures, and when robots are funny little guys that don't look like humans! So it is no surprise that I am VERY happy with the final Sheep Man design we got. The sleepy eyes are cute, yes, but I am so glad he was decided to be so much more Sheep than Man. It even looks like the design process was basically to give him more wool until he had no visible torso! Congratulations on your cephalothorax! A very excellent Man!

#sheep man #mega man #mega man 10 #mega man enemies #not mario #funky friday #mod chikako

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httpino · 1 year ago

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hiii! no one asked but i wanted to post my team 10 related headcanons. again not canon compliant at all n its very college au :D

Team 10 Headcanons

- choji has to start using everyone else as his taste testers because ino n shikamaru are sick of his food

- like don’t get them wrong they love it normally but after choji cooks the same hidden cloud dish for the millionth time (he’s preparing a home cooked meal for karui), they’re tapped out

- one time there were rumors that shikamaru n ino were dating and ino almost tf passed out

- she was wondering where she went so wrong

- it was the most embarrassing week of her life and to this day, she can’t think about it without being annoyed

- they drunkenly got matching tattoos

- ino has instigated every single fight to happen in her 4 years at konoha academy

- and trust n believe she got those fight videos too

- ino taught choji and shikamaru all about flowers

- they didn’t gaf that much but they start to find it interesting how many different things can be conveyed with flowers

- especially when they started dating their respective girlfriend

- ino is dramatic and cannot go out with choji n shikamaru if they look messy (in her eyes)

- she’ll see a wrinkle in shikamaru’s shirt and she makes him take it off and shows him how to iron it

- ino damn near threw up when her dad made a joke about her marrying shikamaru or choji

- she called them her brothers n inoichi never bothered her again

- choji brought up his n karui’s 6 month anniversary and shikamaru n ino are like “??? who??”

- choji remembers that he actually forgot to tell them lolz!

- it wasn’t on purpose, after choji went on an extended trip to the hidden cloud n met karui, he just wanted to keep her to himself for a bit

- speaking of dating, shikamaru n choji tried the whole “if you hurt her we’ll kill you” spiel on sai but he was so unphased that they were embarrassed

- they realized their worry was unneeded after sai made a girl who was nasty to ino cry

- when shikamaru tells them that he’s officially dating temari, he watches choji begrudgingly slip ino a twenty dollar bill

- appalled they were betting on him but mainly that choji was betting against him

- they’re all very very comfy with one another

- i’m talking they had sleepovers up until the age of 17 and after they graduated, they moved in together

- no one can really guess what vibe these mfs be on, the only people who truly understand them is them

- their ideal days all consist of spending time with one another

- ino really doesnt play about these two

- they’re her blood (in her mind) and anyone who slights them have slighted her

- which is terrible for shikamaru n choji’s opps because you never want ino fucking yamanaka mad at you

- very unserious trio, we love you inoshikacho!

#naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto headcanon #team 10 #team 10 headcanon #ino yamanaka #shikamaru nara #choji akimichi #inoshikacho #httpino

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pocket-gems · 10 months ago

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Clay Sketchdump!

Tried to do Clay types, most are finished and some just aren't. None of them have hands on the finished version (per example the Sepiolite group).

Skipped the Medicinal Clay group because I was unsure if it was worth doing. Here's the rundown for those interested:

Clay

This is where Clay would have had more members but it be like dat sometimes. Their job is to model small prototype builings.

Other (Clay Minerals)

Thissss turned out to be messed up and I had to reorganize it.

-Pyrophyllite and Talc make the Pyrophyllite-Talc group (don't look at me, I don't make the name) wich I have finished and did not save the 3 sketches of. Oops.

Pyro/Talc group are more in charge as to keep "the elements" when utilized under control. By elements I mean material, to not create clouds of dust/cremated.

-Sepiolite turned out to have a group but I have the sketches!

Sepiolites are in charge of designing the structure of a fancier building. Falcondoite for aerial, Ferrisepiolite for the ones that need a second evaluation to be re-charged and Loughlinite for pattern-centred buildings.

Ribbon Clay (Attapulgite) was made just for fun, a fancier, sea-centred clay, maybe.

Kaolin

Being more paper-like gems because that totally makes sense. Only 1 missing from the sketches. Instead of paper, they create their own version of paper for signal instructions that can be plastered into other materials/buildings.

Kaolinite makes the most thin version, closer to paper. Dickite makes tube-like shapes, Nacrite makes heavier square shaped ones and Halloysite has the hability to make them shine in the dark (Hidrohalloysite can make it submergible).

Illite

She's literally a mistake, should not be there. It's a Muscovite variety. Shame 😔

Smectite

I have re-made these ones when finishing them because they didn't look to me like they were from the same group + 2 were missing.

They're focused on being more materialistic gems, having the hability to change and purify material for other gems to work with (like Bismuth).

Smectite works with pure-clay material, Beidellite with charcoal, Hectorite with more make-up like material, Montmorillonite with humified material, Nontronite can touch electrified material to work with, Pimelite can work with water conducts, Saponite works with poisonous material (and un-poisons it), Sauconite works with wood, Stevensite is the strongest of all and is also able to work underwater, Swinefordite works with reflective material, Vermiculite works with electric material, Volkonskoite works with iron material and Yakhontovite with rusted material (and can fix it).

Chlorite

The most complex of the clay gang because I already had one designed and I didn't realize dwkfdekgj I had to simplify her design.

They are maintenance workers, analizers and managers. Their hands work like this:

They don't use technology/extra limbs. As clay, they can mold themselves for their task. I wanted to make that clear. Anyway:

-Chlorite, Baileychlore and Clinochlore (or Kämmererite) are the most basic of the group. They focus on analizing building cracks/holes. They can separate their fingers to form wings to better adjust.

-Cookeite and Borocookeite are able to spell fire to cook any small parasite destroying the building.

-Chamosite and Orthochamosite are transport rail fixers as well as testers, since they can use their fingers to mold themselves to have wheels.

-Donbassite can mold and expand their fingers to create tools to put any falling plate into place.

-Franklinfurnaceite is able to create hot clay to fill any hole made by the passing of time.

-Glagolevite is able to levitate and to manipulate liquid obstructing the way.

-Gonyerite is able to create small incinerators to destroy any dust created.

-Nimite is able to fix any scratch on screens.

-Pennantite penalizes any gem if they were the source of any building's destruction (screen broken, cracked wall...). They're also able to manipulate magma to place it (it them becomes solid and can be fixed later).

-Sudoite is able to fix glass and also manipulate liquid to replace glass.

I'm not going too into detail about each gem's personality because you know, this is still a draft and if I'm going to, at least I could share it on indivitual posts for each group. You're free to still ask or to tell me if I missed anyone, or else I think I did many types if not all of Clay Mineral (I'm not counting variations, I want my hand to live).

If you have read this far, thanks!

#steven universe #sketch #su gemsona #su future #su #gemsona #suf #su art #character design #clay compilation

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a-dotrivenitupontop · 3 months ago

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i really think the main problem with s3 and 4 of mq is how scrambled the jobs have become. like in s1 and 2 it starts out pretty simple.

ian: the head-in-the-clouds creative director with your typical weirdly spiritual man who wields power over others moments

poppy: the shut in coding genius lead engineer who longs for power and then lets it get to her head when she becomes co-creative director

david: the awkward and pathetic boss who really does not have a grip on his company

brad: the money-hungry head of monetisation

jo: the helpful yet slightly deranged assistant

rachel and dana: the overlooked testers who know they’re worth more

cw: the kooky and more than vaguely racist writer

other characters are the overworked art department head, phil. the hr head carol, who’s treated like a therapist. the mansplaining other tester who appeared for a bit, lou. and of course, autistic latina icon, maria.

it’s a typical sitcom setup. each character has a job in the Setting and that job allows the writers to explore that personality. brad works with money so his ultimate goal is a scrooge mcduck money bin. cw wrote sci fi books in the seventies so of course he’s gonna say odd things about women. poppy’s job is to sit at a computer all day, there’s no way she’s developed appropriate social skills. but then in s3 and 4 the jobs get so much weirder and jumbled?? like??

ian: co-creative director and grimpop studios. then goes back to mythic quest, then quits but finds he can’t when poppy tries to leave.

poppy: co-creative director at grimpop studios. then goes back to mythic quest, gets a boyfriend, gets pregnant, debates leaving for the netherlands.

david: still the executive producer. becomes evil for a bit then pathetic again. becomes evil again. becomes pathetic again. becomes evil again. becomes pathetic again.

brad: the janitor. then he’s invited back to be the homie. then joins dana. then fucks over dana playing poker. then he has to choose between his girlfriend who works for danas rival (who never gets mentioned again) or mythic quest. chooses mythic quest.

jo: still assistant. that’s solid. kinda. idk who she assisted in particular in s4 but she assisted. now she’s head of playpen??

rachel: decides she wants to be a writer. fails at berkeley or wherever. joins monetisation. then she becomes evil?? and defends child labor in playpen?? then mopes about it for a few days before david needs her back??

dana: randomly decides she’s the best coder of her generation because she can make a roblox game. works for ian and poppy but then makes her own studio which is owned by mythic quest. brad gambles her new game away after she’s bested by a 17yo. makes a new game.

carol: montreal gives her a job as head of diversity and inclusion (hodi). does mq have an hr department anymore?? who knows. who cares. hodi isn’t really a job that involves anything so carol spends her time fucking the old gay testers.

the old gay testers: old and gay and testers. for some reason they’re at davids meeting in telephone even though s1 rachel complained about how testers are never invited to meetings. btw what happened to the other gay testers from s3??

other characters include like 2 mins of screen time from porn addicted anthony who i think is a coder and an episode about pootie shoe. why so few side characters? because brad got as much screen time in s4 and michelle got in s1. does anyone miss michelle btw?? does anyone miss when this show had people actually working in each department??? does mythic quest have a writing department anymore???? can this show do plot line that doesn’t involve a character getting fired then coming back then quitting then joining another thing then quitting then going back to mq???? while getting completely flanderised in the process????

#this post got a bit off the rails but what im trying to say is that characters in a workplace sitcom are characterised by their jobs #if you mess around with their jobs to the extant that mq has done recently then you will not get consistent characterisation no matter what #and im not saying you can’t have dana have her own studio or whatever #because they seamlessly made poppy into co-creative director while adding depth to her character #im saying if you have rachel have ten jobs a season you’re going to lose the established ‘tester wants to make positive social change #despite being so low in the company’ thing #and something else will have to take its place. and in s4 that thing was ‘rachel is now a moon landing denier’.#mythic quest

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redheadspark · 1 year ago

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heyyy i hope im not late for requesting for this month's prompt, time has been really tight recentlyyy!! i would like prompt #12 and #16 with benedict bridgerton (do wtv pleases you, however you'd like, whether u wanna combine them or do them separately each prompt has its own imagine)

and thank youu!!❤️

A/N - Sorry this was a bit late, I was with my parents and I never got around to writing this sooner! but I hope you like it! Thanks for requesting!

Taste

Summary - Benedict will forever be your taste tester

Warnings - Just fluff :)

“You ate the last one?”

“You don’t have the proof!”

“It’s clearly on your face!”

Benedict laughed as you scowled at him, though it was not a real scowl. In a teasing manner, Benedict quickly went to wash his hands in the sink before you would take the hand towel in retaliation. The sweet smell of the freshly made cookies was still lingering above both of your heads, as well as the tangy scent of the lemons still perched by the sink. The rest of the kitchen must have looked a mess with flour everywhere and some of the other ingredients askew, but it was not a negative thing.

In fact, you loved it. Sundays were meant for baking.

You loved to bake, it was something that brought you peace ever since you were a little girl and you baked cookies with your mother. She had the magic touch in baking and would bake everything and anything. Cupcakes, muffins, bunt cakes, all and more, she knew precisely how to make it memorable. Thankfully, you had the same gift and made it your own as you got older and branched out on your own. You were still working a 9 to 5 job, gathering every single cent you would earn, yet you would save baking for your own time.

Baking was also a good second job for you, almost like a side hustle. You’ve baked for birthdays, gender reveals anniversary parties, retirement affairs, and even for one funeral. It was decent money, and once word got out about your baking skills, people were reaching out for you to bake for them. So money was no longer an issue.

Your main issue was your fiancé, Benedict Bridgerton.

He stumbled into your life by pure accident or fate. His brother Anthony and sister-in-law Kate reached out to you after hearing about you from a mutual friend, they requested treats for their own gender reveal tea that Anthony’s mother was throwing for them. They were a lovely couple, the Bridgerton family was well known for their kindness and charitable work, so you took the couple up on their offer. Arranging an assessment of treats, from small cupcakes to large donuts, your dessert table was an instant hit. Especially with the Bridgerton siblings, all of whom praised you in your desserts and stirring up a conversation with you.

Benedict was instantly smitten with you when he asked about the blueberry lemon cupcakes, and you two have been inseparable ever since.

Being the man that he was, he made your life far more interesting and entertaining. There was never a dull day with him, which rocked your world and life greatly. After a few times of dating, you both moved in together and you got the whole scope of who he was. Although he was an acclaimed artist, he was also a bit messy. You oddly trip over his shoes every once in a while that was thrown on the floor, his paints and easel seemed to look out of place in your shared bedroom with a bit of mess growing by the minute. Even in the way that he would be so aloof in how he would walk in the apartment as if he was walking amongst the clouds.

You walked in on him stripped down to his boxers at one moment in your kitchen, standing in front of the freezer to get some relief since your AC was not working its best. You huffed, tossing your work bag on the countertop, and glared at him with your hands on your hips. It was even harder since you wanted to jump his bones then and there from how he was only in his boxer shorts and leaving nothing to the imagination.

“I know it’s hot but Jesus, put some clothes on!” You scolded him, yet it was short-lived when he slammed the freezer door shut and chased you into the bathroom, you laughed as he helped strip off your clothes and you both went under the cold water together.

He became a massive supporter of your baking, as well as everything else in your life. You found him to be kind, insightful in the most unique of times, and an amazing artist. He made you laugh in both the good and not-too-good times, your voice and advocate when you would have some unruly customers that would try and rip you off, and beyond loving to you when you were hard on yourself. It had to be the Bridegrton touch, something that seemed both magical and rare. You found yourself far deep with him, which was not scary. But it was light, light, and seasoned with magic here and there.

He asked you to show him how to bake, which turned out to be more chaotic than you thought. It wasn’t that he was clumsy or couldn’t work around the kitchen, he could to a point. But Benedict was still aloof, like his personality, even with flour on his nose and some of the cookies burned from the bottom. Yet it was still fun to bake with him, he knew how to make the evenings light or the early mornings genuine. Baking alone was always fun, but now having another person to bake with was even better.

Even one evening in December, he made some freshly baked muffins on a plate to give you as you were curled up in your favorite chair with a book in hand. But when he placed the plate in front of you, you saw a small velvet box in the middle of the muffins, making you cry as he knelt on one knee.

Now, in the swelting heat of summer and your wedding coming around the corner in the late fall, you were experimenting with cookie and cupcake recipes that you would use in your reception at the dessert table. You were a bit stressed about it, looking through plenty of baking books and recipes online to find the right dessert for your big day. Your fiancé knew you were under a bit of pressure in that department, the rest of the tasks when it came to the wedding seemed not as stressful. He hoped in plenty of the decisions and booking the vendors, the venue was his mother’s back garden.

“It was delicious, my love,” he reasoned as he kissed your cheek and you moved a bit of the crumbs that were left on his chin off with a swish of your thumb, “New recipe?”

“I found it online, but I’m not sure if I like it or not,” He explained, dusting off your fingers on your baking apron, “I’m still on a hunt for a good lavender blackberry cake that I want to make for your mother as a Mother-In-Law gift!”

“I’m sure my mother would like anything you bake her, and she does,” Benedict explained as he wrapped you in his arms and tucked you in close, “Whatever you decide to make for our day, it’ll be amazing, just like you.”

He tucked his finger under your chin to lift your lips up to meet his. Having this small moment, the kitchen semi-destroyed in baking tools and ingredients, in your cramped little kitchen of the apartment you both have been sharing together, it was perfect. You both had plans for your future after the wedding, wanting to travel together as a newly married couple and see the world past the little town you grew up in. You wished to take new culinary classes to sharpen your baking skills, and Benedict was going to look for a bigger apartment, even a townhouse, for you two to perhaps grow your family further down the road.

But for now, for this small moment, you were happy.

Benedict pulled away and smiled widely at you, his bright blue eyes looking even brighter as he found your voice, “How about you and I have a movie night in, and I can order us an extra large, extras cheese pizza along with that bottle of wine Colin and Penelope gave you,”

“Oh, I’ve been. Looking forward to opening that for weeks! Sounds lovely,” You replied in a hum pecking his lips one more time before he started helping you clean some of the pans and measuring cups. You were looking forward to this kind of slow Sunday with him, every slow Sunday even, as long as Benedict was at your side.

Your mother-in-law, Violet Bridgerton, loved her Blackberry Lavender cake you made especially for you, along with the card you gave her with the news of your pregnancy.

The End

#benedict bridgerton x y/n #benedict bridgerton x you #benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict x reader #benedict bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton fandom #bridgerton #fanfiction #writing

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