#i should probably write down which ones r in there huh..

[w-e-b-k-i-n-z]

ive finally filled my plush room so im starting another >:3

[nicarnelian]

tell me when you’re ready.

₊˚⊹ featuring: kaji ren x gn! reader

₊˚⊹ summary: kaji doesn’t like you to see him like this — his animalistic urges taking over him as he fights. but, when the time comes that you catch sight of him in that state, kaji thinks you’re better off without him.

₊˚⊹ word count: 0.9k

₊˚⊹ warnings: mentions of blood and violence! (nothing too explicit though), grammar errors (not proofread!)

₊˚⊹ author’s note: live laugh love kaji ren <333 this is my contribution to the windbreaker fandom 😝 i’m still trying to practice writing him so feedbacks r welcome !

this was a side of kaji that you had mostly heard about in stories of his past, passed from one bofurin member to another. his gray pupils dilated, ends of his platinum blonde hair tainted with crimson red from trickling blood on his forehead cuts, his furin high school jacket and headphones carefully discarded across the warehouse, and a multitude of unconscious bodies and pools of blood surrounding your boyfriend, as he breathed heavily from the fight.

kaji had long suppressed these animalistic urges to take over him, not wanting you to see him like this. he does everything within his capabilities, but the both of you stand motionless at your positions, staring at the unfolding scene.

kusumi and enomoto's rapid footsteps echoed towards you, snapping your head in their direction. they were breathless due to fighting and probably running, as they were trying to shield you from seeing kaji in this state.

you were afraid. you had never seen your boyfriend fight like this before, as you mostly detested violence and tried to avoid it as much as possible. but, you felt kaji's gray eyes bore into yours. his hands dropped to his sides, almost dreadfully, and opened his mouth to speak, "so, what do you think?"

you tilted your head in confusion, "huh?"

kaji continuously looked at you, eyes hovering over your entire body to check if you had accumulated some scratches or such, "you're afraid, aren't you?"

you didn’t answer him, because he was right. you avoided his gaze and looked down towards the floor, tainted with rough marks and splatters of blood. he scoffed at your silence, perceiving it as an answer to his question, "i expected as much. if you can't handle this, maybe we should stop this now. i don't want you to see me like this."

your eyes widened at his statement.

you hesitantly walked towards him, feeling your shoes step into blood, staining them. once you stood in front of kaji, you placed your hand on his tensed shoulder, which relaxed under your touch. you pulled out a handkerchief and began wiping his bloodied face. "i know that we both are aware that i have always hated violence like this,” you began, dabbing at some of the blood.

"then, you don't hafta do this," he tried to pry your hand away from his blood. kaji thought he’s dirty, too disgusting for someone like you to touch. but, you still continued wiping his battered face despite his resistance.

"but, i want you to know that i would never break up over something like this. there are secrets that you have yet to tell me, and perhaps this experience was one of those secrets. which is why, i would patiently wait for you to open up to me, kaji." you said, as you felt his gaze onto your eyes. he, then, felt guilty as he could see them turning red, alongside your wavering voice.

"so, please..." the moment you tried to speak, it came out as a desperate whisper. your tears started to cascade downwards your cheeks. "do not ask me to leave you." you pulled your hand away from his face, finishing up on cleaning him.

your tear-stained eyes locked with his widened gray ones. this was the feeling he hated the most — seeing you cry, seeing that he's nothing but a failure of a boyfriend once again. he wanted to hold your hands, interlace them with his calloused ones, but, he felt as if he would only sully your clean hands if he became selfish with his desires.

as kaji hesitated, he felt your hands move to cup his face. you closed the distance between your faces, and gently pecked him in the lips. the corners of your mouth turned upward as you gazed at your boyfriend's softened features. "you know that i love you, 'kay?" you said, smoothing out random strands of his bangs.

kaji, then, gave into his desires and pulled you into a tight hug. you squeaked at the suddenness of his tight arms wrapped around you. he hummed a quiet ‘sorry’ as he rested his head on your shoulder and delighted himself with your scent. you smiled, as you equally wrapped your hands around his neck and carefully tugged and played with his hair.

"ahem!" while enomoto did not want to interrupt the both of you, patrol hours were coming to an end. kusumi, on the other hand, seemed to grin as he kept taking photos of the scene unfolding in front of him — a rare moment of their usually stoic grade captain being soft.

you could hear kaji rumble in annoyance, as he clicked his tongue. you pressed your lips on the edge of his earlobe, "my apartment?" you offered, as you intended to properly clean his cuts.

he simply hummed in agreement to your offer, reluctantly breaking the hug. kaji preferred to spend his time with you, basking in your scent at your apartment. and like a protective and obedient kitten, he laced his hand with yours and took his headphones and jacket, following your footsteps.

you could hear kusumi and enomoto snickering and laughing, respectively, at their captain's tender gestures — making kaji growl at them. you chuckled at your boyfriend as you watch him bid farewell to his vice-captains.

"i didn’t get to say it earlier, but i love ya too. and, uh… thank you for loving me." he mumbled, feeling himself cringe with his words, since expressing himself was one of the things he struggled with. you giggled at him and squeezed his hand, as his face slightly flushed in a light shade of red.

oh, how much you love him.

[yujinnieswifeu]

Birthday Party~

a/n: this is the official longest story i have written, i’m so sorry it took me 2 whole ass days to write this 😫, and Yujin’s birthday has passed waaa, please forgive me i’m rlly still a Yujin’s enthusiast😣, anyws enjoy this really wholesome one💕

pairings: fem!reader x birthday!girl Yujin🐶

warnings: smut, tribbing (pussy on pussy), thats about it, just really soft sex uwu

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It was the day of Yujin’s birthday, and you were preparing to go for the party she invited you and some other close friends of hers. You were deciding which dress to wear, not wanting to look too over since the attention should be on Yujin, but not too under too. After a long while, you decided to go with a cute pastel blue dress that showed off your shoulder blades. You quickly gathered your things, rushing out of the house to her place, not forgetting to take her present of course.

。。。

When reaching her place, you rang the doorbell, and after a few seconds, Yujin opens the door for you. Her face lit up at the sight of you, the whole day, she felt as if someone was missing, her mood was a little gloomy other than the fact that you wished her happy birthday when the clock strike 12 and when you told her you were on the way to her place. “Y/n…you’re here, finally.” She pouts, you giggle slightly, finding her pout cute, almost puppy like and pinched her cheek. “Were you all sad because i’m not here?” You tease, and her heart race. It was times like this that she wondered if she was being obvious with her feelings towards you, or that you were just oblivious to it all. Either way, she needs to set that aside if not she would confess everything out and embarrass herself. “You’re my bestie, of course i would be sad.” Your heart clenches at the title she refers you too, forcing a smile instead before stepping inside her apartment.

“Happy birthday Yujinnie~” you ignored her words instead, passing her the gift that you got for her, watching how her face lit up again, the previous convo long forgotten as she looks inside but you were quick cover the top of the bag. “Uh uh, only later remember?” She groans, a pout forming on her face again which you chuckle at. “Come on silly, let’s put that with the other presents.” You hold her hand, feeling how she wraps her fingers over yours, it makes you squeal inside, your heart racing, and you hope your palm was not sweaty. As you walked into the shared space, multiple faces greets you, seeing the usual clique, Wonyoung, Rei, Leeseo, Gaeul and Liz already conversing with one another. When they see you two walk in, they say their hi’s, letting you put down your things first and the present you got for Yujin.

“Y/n unnie! Yujin couldn’t stop asking where you were!” Leeseo came rushing to your side, and you raise a brow at her and Yujin. “Did she? I guessed someone really missed me that much huh?” You smirk, teasing Yujin further as she rolls her eyes, her cheeks were turning red and she excuses herself to the kitchen instead. You and Leeseo chuckle at her reaction, before going to the others. “Ahh, this outfit looks so good on you Y/n!” Wonyoung squeals, she just realised you came in, and she goes to hug you. You thanked her, telling her that her outfit was nice too before pulling away. You two started catching up, since it has been awhile since you have seen Wonyoung.

Yujin was watching from the sides as she makes you a drink, it was always the usual, Iced matcha, according to you, it was the best drink you ever drank. Reminiscing at the thought, she smiles to herself, as she mixes the powder with the milk. “Why you smiling all giddily Yuj?” It was Rei who walks in, she already knew that there was something up with you and Yujin, either of you wanting to admit it. Rei was also considered Yujin’s second closest friend, since she knew about her big fat crush on you. “I-i’m not!” Yujin quickly defends herself, and Rei just smirks. “Lier, you probably thought about her again.” She says rather loudly, and Yujin immediately shushes her up, giving her a glare.

“You know, you should really try to make a move, i really think Y/n likes you as well.” Rei comes closer this time to say, and Yujin could feel her heart pounding in her chest, should she really give it a try? But what if you didn’t like her back? Won’t that change everything? “I…i can’t. I’m scared.” Yujin says quietly, as she continues to stir the matcha drink, the colour turning green. “Trust me, i can see the look she gives you Yujin, it’s different.” Rei pats Yujin’s shoulder, before going back to the shared space. Yujin sighs, the thought lingering in her mind before she hears her name being called.

。。。

It was now almost 6 and you were all seated at the table eating dinner together, passing each other food since the table was rather long. You had sat next to Yujin, and she took some tteokbokki with her chopsticks onto your plate. You hummed a thank you, cheeks stuffed with food. She chuckles, finding how your cheeks looked cute in that moment, and places her hand on your kneecap. It makes your heart race again, trying to focus on the food instead of her hand there. Sure, it was normal between you two, but whenever it happens, you just couldn’t help but think if it was really normal, do best friends touch each other this way?

“Oh, you have some sauce on your cheek.” She says, going to take a tissue from the tissue box in the middle of the table before helping you wipe it off. “Stay still.” You were frozen at this point, breath hitching as she was close to your face, wiping away the sauce on your cheeks. You could hear giggling as well, it was at that moment that you realised everyone else was staring, and your cheeks turn red. “W-what?” You swallow your food to say, and Wonyoung moves both her brow up and down teasingly.

You swear you wanted to throw something their way at this point, but kept it to yourself as you all continue to eat at the table. At times when Yujin would put her hand at your thighs, you would play with her fingers, chewing the food in your mouth. Other times, you would take her hand in yours to play with them, and it makes Yujin go all mushy inside, feeling the butterflies in her tummy. You just looked so cute when playing with her fingers, and it just felt so nice to feel your fingers over hers. “I need to go the restroom for a while.” You suddenly excused yourself, undoing your hand with hers before standing up. “Don’t take too long.” Yujin says, she was pouting on the inside and you just squish her cheeks. “Yes birthday girl.” You tease, and the others laugh when they saw how it affected Yujin. You looked to your other friends, signalling them you were going to take the cake in and Wonyoung winks in the process.

Yujin saw this, and she could feel her heart aching, why did Wonyoung just winked to you? Was she trying to flirt with you? Did you like it? So many thoughts were in her head, and that was when you started singing happy birthday then did she snap out of her thoughts, her face lighting up at the sight of her favourite cake. It was a strawberry cake, the words on the cake were ‘Happy birthday Yujin!’ with a puppy face next to it. She almost teared at the sight, suddenly feeling so lucky to have friends to celebrate her birthday with her. “You guys didn’t have to!”

“Oh shut up.” Rei exclaims and the room erupts with laughter. You all crowded around Yujin as she makes a wish, your heart was fluttering at the sight of the short haired girl making her wish, she just looks so peaceful. So cute…so puppy like…you wanted to just hide in a corner and kick your legs. When she opened her eyes, she catches your stare and smiles at you, and you could have sworn you were beet red by now. She proceeds to blow the candles out, and everyone erupts in cheers. “Let’s play truth or dare after this girlies!” Wonyoung squeals out, which everyone cheers to even louder.

。。。

“Truth or dare!” Gaeul asks Liz and Liz replies with a dare. “I dare you to call someone from work and tell them that you are interested in them.” Liz was groaning at the dare, everyone else was chuckling, not expecting her to go with it but she swiped out her phone. “Oh my god. This is going to be insane!” Wonyoung covers her mouth with her hand when Liz rings up her manager, placing the call on speaker. After what felt like a minute when it has only been seconds, there was a click, and Liz was regretting her decision immediately.

“Hello?” It was a female voice, and everyone stayed silent. “H-hi Sajang-nim, i need to tell you something.” Liz was struggling to get her words out, her face red as she was glaring at Gaeul for asking her this question. Gaeul just shrugs her shoulders, smirking deviously back and Liz rolls her eyes. “Sure, what is it Liz?” “I…i uh..i like you Sajang-nim.” Liz was now biting down on her lips nervously, the tension in the air palpable as silence took over. “Are you drunk?” Everyone was trying not to laugh, you grabbed Yujin’s hand, feeling nervous for Liz as you watch the scene unfolding. The Yujin who was once focusing now only looks to you, you hadn’t notice her staring, too immersed into Liz and the phone call conversation to notice as you played with Yujin’s fingers nervously.

“Maybe we can talk about this tomorrow, but don’t overthink it yeah?” Liz looked as if she was going to burst, her hands were fidgeting at this point. “Yeah, then..u-uh..see you tomorrow.” With that, the call ends with a click and everyone was in disbelief. “She likes you too?” Now it was Wonyoung who exclaims and Liz just groans, having had a big time crush on her manager. “I don’t know! I think i’m going to stop here guys.” Liz says, standing up and you all did not stop her, agreeing she needed some time alone to think. Leeseo stands up too, stretching herself as she gathers her things. “You too?” “I have a class tomorrow sadly, so yeah.” Leeseo answers, saying bye to the rest before she and Liz leaves. The room was now left with Wonyoung, Gaeul, Rei, you and Yujin.

“Okay, truth or dare.” Rei asks you, and you pretended to think, before replying with a truth. “Is someone you like here in this room?” Rei smirks, and suddenly you felt nervous. You were still holding Yujin’s hand in yours, not realising it until now as you untwine her fingers to go for the drink, feeling the burning sensation down your throat instead. The others just groans, wanting to know as well. But this only makes Yujin think, if they weren’t in this room, didn’t it mean that you would have said so? Doesn’t this mean that it could be someone in this room?

She was brought out of thoughts when it was Wonyoung’s turn to ask, the question directing to Yujin this time. “Truth or dare?” “Dare.” Yujin says without any hesitation, and you saw how the 3 were suddenly discussing without you. “Hey! How about me?” You pout, wanting to be in on this, and Yujin giggles. “They don’t want you anymore.” You gave her a small punch on her shoulder, watching as she fake a wince, pouting cutely at you. The three were giving each other looks, a smirk appearing on Wonyoung face. “Yujin, i dare you to kiss someone in this room.” Yujin could feel herself tense at the question, her mind was thinking if she should just go for the drink or just go to kiss you.

When her eyes locked on yours, something in you just flipped, maybe it was the alcohol in your system, but you were unable to tear yourself away as you watch her scoot closer to you. Yujin brings her hand up over your cheek as she brushes the soft skin, your heart was racing at this point as her face inches closer to yours. The room suddenly felt like there were only you two as you stare deeply into her eyes, your eyes travels down to the outline of her lips, staring at how kissable they looked and back up, you watch how Yujin’s eyes got slightly darker than usual, and before you know it, you felt soft lips on yours.

She strokes your cheeks comfortingly as she kisses you softly, you almost wanted to moan if not for the other three in the room, your hands sliding into her hair to bring her closer to you. It starts to get hard to breath, but neither of you wanted the kissing to stop, it was only when you hear someone faking a cough that Yujin quickly pulls away, you bit your bottom lip, suddenly finding your lap to be the most interesting thing in the room. Rei was giving Yujin a look, one that said to go for it. And Yujin would be dumb if she did not, at this point, she wanted you and she had a feeling you felt the same way with how you looked at her.

“That was…awkward.” Wonyoung mutters, and Gaeul can’t stop the laugh that comes out of her mouth. You and Yujin glared at her, which she only bites her bottom lip. “Well, i think, we three need to leave, what do you think?” Gaeul looks to the other two, and they both nodded in agreement. Whispers could be heard as they got their things, quickly getting out of Yujin’s apartment. “Text me tomorrow on how it went!” Rei shouts to Yujin before you could hear the door shut close, Yujin’s face was red at this point, not expecting Rei to say something like that.

“What was that?” You finally broke the silence, and Yujin bit her bottom lip nervously. “She’s just being irritating.” It was quiet again, the air was thick with tension before you suddenly started laughing. Yujin was looking at you weirdly, not understanding how all this was funny. “I-i’m sorry…it’s just…why are things so hard now.” You sigh instead, fingers brushing your hair back. “Can i ask you something?” Yujin’s question catches you off guard, her tone serious as she locks her eyes with yours. You were playing with your fingers again, feeling nervous at what she was going to ask.

“Did you…like the kiss?” Her eyes drops down your lips for a good second, before staring right back into your eyes, and you knew you had to feel those lips on yours again. You wasted no time this time, pushing her down onto the floor as you press your lips onto her soft and plump ones, hearing her groan softly into the kiss, her hands behind your back as it travels down to your waist, gripping your hips. You moan softly into the kiss as you grind your front against hers, feeling her lips part as you shove your tongue past her lips, feeling her tongue against yours which makes you throb.

You pull away, your head against her shoulders this time as you catch your breath, you could feel her hand that was on your hips now sliding up your back into your hair as you let out a whimper. “You have no idea..how much i have been waiting for this.” She completes her sentence after a pause, your heart was beating like crazy, and you were sure she could feel it against her own front, she just drove you this crazy. “Me too..every time i see you, all i want to do is to just call you mine, when i saw others touching you, like the other day, it makes me sad, i-i..i really like you Yujin.” You finally confess, your hands at the sides of her face trapping her, your face inches away from hers again as you spilled your heart out.

“Kiss me again.” She mutters, and you did just that. This time it was filled with electricity, she kissed you like she was going to devour you, and you the same. She had her hands sliding down your back to your ass, squeezing your asscheeks in her palms which has you gasping, pulling away to stare down at her, your hair messy as your eyes clouded with lust. To Yujin, you looked perfect like this. “I want you.” Her voice was laced with need, her eyes puppy like, begging you to say it back to her, and how could you refuse given those puppy eyes. “Fuck, come on.” You stood up, holding out a hand for her which she takes, and she pulls you to her room, pushing you down on the bed as a squeal escapes your lips.

“C-can i really?” She was acting all cute and puppy like, her eyes shining so brightly like she just won an award, it was making you melt all inside. Instead, you part your thighs tempting her, watching how her walls of self-control was slowly crumbling down, before she settles between your legs, her hand pausing at the back of your zip. “Can i remove this?” She asks, which makes you want to squeal from how cute she was being, nodding your head as you smile shyly. She quickly unzips your dress, undressing you and your hands make its way to Yujin’s dress as well. She attaches her lips to yours again, as you both clumsily undress each other.

She pulls away, her eyes was dark with lust as she stares down your body, it suddenly has you feeling vulnerable, until her hands were cupping your breasts, her head dropping down to catch one of them between her lips, rolling her tongue over the hardened bud and sucking on it. “A-ahh Yujin..y-yes ohhh.” Your eyes roll as she teases her way down, pulling moans and whimpers from you, the sound music to her ears. When she nears your core, she teases you, her tongue striping along your inner thigh, you thighs wanting to close but she spreads them apart instead. She watches how you squirm for her, her eyes landing on your wetness, and she almost moans herself from how wet you were for her.

“P-please..Yujin, want it please.” You begged, and she wished she could tease you longer, but she really wanted to taste you, her tongue sticks out to take a long stripe of your wetness, moaning at how you taste as she eats you out like a starved person. Your hips were moving with her tongue, your hands fondling your own breasts as you watch her eat you out, the scene was making you even more wetter, her eyes locking on yours as she moans against your folds, the vibrations running through your whole body and you were close. Hips buckling against her, Yujin holds you in place, spreading your thighs wider for her as she licks even faster, she has one hand down to your entrance, entering two fingers inside of you as you moan loudly at the stretch.

She groans at how tight you were around her fingers, moving them the same speed as her tongue that was flicking over your bundle of nerves. “F-fuck Yujin i’m going to cum!” You cry out, body shuddering as waves of pleasure washes over you, your thighs closing around her head, trapping her between your legs as she helps you through your high.

When your body relaxes, she spreads your thighs again, her body hovers over yours as she places the fingers that was now coated with your juices into your mouth, watching how you eagerly clean her fingers, the sight makes her breathing heavy, as she starts to grind her wetness over yours. You moan softly around her digits, eyes closing as you focus on the pleasure. You could feel her speeding up her movements, pulling her fingers away from your mouth to replace with her own lips, feeling how her hardened nipples brushes against yours which adds to the pleasure.

Yujin moans against your lips, her hand sliding into your hair as she pulls at your scalp, hearing you whimper for her. She pulls away, her hungry eyes looking down at your fucked out state, moving her hips faster as your clit bumps repeatedly against hers, she moans loudly, her high reaching and so was yours as your legs wrap around her, your hands finding her breasts as you fondle with them, eyes locked onto hers as you both admired how each other looked in that moment.

“I..i’m so close Y/n, come with me.” She struggles out, her forehead goes to connect yours as your breaths mingled. “F-fuck yes, don’t stop please!” You let out, feeling her hips moving even faster as she chases her own orgasm. “O-oh fuck, y-yes let go for me baby.” Her voice was desperate, watching how your eyes roll to the back, lips parting as you cum underneath her, it makes her let go as well, cumming together with you. Yujin’s body spasms a little, and she rides out you two’s shared orgasm, you could feel her wetness gushing out against yours, sliding down to the area between your asscheeks and against her sheets.

When she pulls herself away from you and roll to lie her back against her bed, you giggle at her, the other Yujin was back, and you scoot your body into hers, feeling her arms wrap around you in a protective manner, spooning you. “Does this mean…we’re official now?” She breaks the silence, and you lock your forehead with hers, breath fanning against hers. “Well…can you be my girlfriend?” You saw how she pouted , instead pushing your back into the mattress as her figure hovers yours.

“I wanted for me to ask you that, not you.” You giggle, rolling your eyes as you wait for her to ask you the question. “Can you be mine? My girlfriend, my person to wake up to every morning? Maybe hm, to make me pancakes.” You swore you wanted to push her off and punch her, but she was being so cute about this. “Yes, i can, minus the pancake part, you know i can’t cook.” She groans, her head against your neck instead as she whiffs a scent of you, pulling away again. “Regardless, i’ll teach you how to cook.” She smiles widely, her pearly whites showing and you place a kiss on her nose. “I’ll love that.”

[bambisnc]

dreams come true? i sure hope they don’t. [ft. h.yj]

pairing : han yujin x f!reader <3 genre : so so crack. + lil bit fluffy cw/tw : uneditted + beverage mention + lmk if there r more sobs wc : 0.6k !! <3

“wait so let me get this straight- you like someone.. and instead of doing anything rational, or god forbid even half-normal about it; you’re trying out wikihow rituals to manipulate her dreams?!”

yujin at least has the decency to look sheepish. yeah okay so maybe he did have a crush on a certain someone, namely you, and yeah maybe he was a little too anxious to approach you.

and.. yeah maybe he happened to come across an article which taught him how to alter your dreams via a simple ritual. 

writing out the name of your ~beloved~ along with a detailed description of the dream you wished for them to have on a piece of paper, place 9 orange and purple streaked moonstones on it and crumpling up the paper – was, as the site declared confidently, enough to be able to make yourself a constant presence in the dreams of whomever you wished.

as long as he remembered to loudly announce the exact minutes for which he’d known the aforementioned beloved before starting, that is.

well, yujin thought, it seemed harmless enough.

except some part of him did consider it necessary to do a couple of trial runs. he wouldn’t want you to start having dreams of, say, student council member ahn yujin or that new girl choi yujin who had been a little too friendly with you these past few days. there were a lot of yujin’s around weren't there..

which is what lead to you having a series of rather odd dreams. and the subsequent amount of time you spent lowkey freaking out about them. 

“gyuvin i swear i wasn’t even thinking about greek gods at all before i fell asleep,” you vent to him one day at lunch, “but i was somehow a mermaid god or something?? AND hades, you know, the god of the underworld, was kinda beefing with me for no reason?!”

your friend who is unfortunately sworn to secrecy by yujin tries his best to distract you, “c’mon dreams are contractually meant to be weird; stop overthinking it! and besides-”

“BUT LISTEN when i woke up the first audio i heard, i think some video that yujin sent me, was about greek gods!! this has happened way too many times for me to put it off as a coincidence!!”

“i think you’re just delusional (like some other people i know..)”

you simply sigh out, “sorry, what was that?” not too willing to expend more energy in trying to convince him that your problem is very valid; and he’s just being very unsupportive of you right now.

"..." you suppose you'll have to make peace with the fact that your subconscious was probably just in a silly phase.

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distant sounds of students leaving after evening classes, rustling of trees with a gentle breeze.. and a flick to your forehead?!

your eyes flutter open, more than eager to chastise whoever had thought it okay to break your comfortable reverie. but when your gaze lands on him, han yujin, you feel your complaints dying down. he’s holding out your favorite beverage to you; a soft smile adorning his face. 

before you can let out a single word though, there’s.. another flick to your forehead?? what do people have against you..

your eyes flutter open (again?), more than eager to reprimand whoever thought it okay to break your .. wait had you been dreaming just now? 

you find yourself with your cheek resting against a table. the one who flicked your forehead yet again appears to be yujin. 

his eyes seem to twinkle slightly as he says, “i thought we were going to get our science assignment done yn? or did you plan on doing it while asleep? i so did not expect this from yo-”

“hey.,” you interrupt, “han yujin. you’re free now right? wanna go on a date with me?”

safe to say that you received a very positive response, especially with his now-flustered appearance.

gyuvin really should learn to keep his mouth shut, huh?

notes : @mellowdyverse MAIIII here u go love <3 i hope this wasnt horrific im struggling tm w writers block + [m.list] + woah the coloured text is going crazyy js ignore that hehe <3 song rec : nightwalker by ten tho. it has nothing 2 do w this but its so yumi likee

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too close for comfort // h. shinsou // part 4

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⇢ 4. young volcanoes!

stoner skate shop worker hitoshi shinsou begrudgingly signs up for tinder after his coworkers bully him about being single. enter you, an artsy rollerblader who catches his eye. little do you know, you’re closer than you both think.

a/n: posting this today bc it's my anniversary with my partner! and i accidentally was writing this fic in my texts to him when i thought they were to myself, oops!

“There’s my girl” Hitoshi’s face lights up when he finally sees you, and his words come out faster than he registers them. His face turns pink when he realizes what he's said. 

“I don’t mean you’re-“ he starts. You can’t help but laugh. 

“Toshi, remember, we went over that one already. It’s chill, we’re good.” You squeeze his shoulder reassuringly. 

“R-right,” he stammers. “Oh, I brought my favorite chips to share,” he gestures to the family size bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos tucked under his forearm. 

“Oh fuck, those are my favorite too!” You beam, grabbing the bag from him and immediately opening it. “Let me give you the grand tour!” 

You start to walk through the living room, full of maybe 10 or so people. You slowly introduce him to the other guests, some of which he already knew from Denki and Hanta. 

There was Eijirou, sitting with Katsuki, Ochaco, and Mina, all engaged in conversation.  Beside them stood Shoto, Izuku, and Iida, who were sharing a joint Hanta had started. And of course, Denki was leaning his head on Kyoka’s shoulder while they waited for the pizza rolls to finish. 

After finishing the quick introductions, you lead Hitoshi down the hall to your room. 

“This,” you say proudly, “is where I FaceTime you from every night.” 

“It looks just as chaotic as it does over call,” Hitoshi cracks a smile as he breathes deeply, relieved to be away from the crowd.

“Shut up,” you laugh, nudging him gently. Your fingers graze his on accident. Both of you turn pink and avoid gazes until Hitoshi breaks the silence. 

“So, where are all your secrets hiding, huh?” He smirks.  

“Hey, that’s for me to know and you to constantly guess about,” you smile back at him, plopping onto your bed. 

Hitoshi tries to look cool, grabbing your desk chair and spinning it to sit with the back pressed to his chest. You stifle your laughter as he struggles to find the balance of the chair. 

“I-it seemed easier than it was” he blushes. 

“You know you don’t have to pretend to be cool with me, Toshi. I know you’re a loser, and I like it.” You say without realizing it. 

Hitoshi’s blush deepens, and he stands up from his chair, sitting next to you on your bed. 

“You like that i’m a loser? Sayin you like me?” He looks away, but hesitantly waits for the response. 

“Of course I like you, idiot.” You laugh. “I invited you to my kick back, didn’t I?” 

“yeah, but you also invited all those other people on our super cute date for some reason,” he jokes, a relaxed smile sliding across his face. 

“Well, I had to make sure I had witnesses to your loser boy energy, that’s all,” you giggle, gently inching your fingers closer to his as you prop yourself up. 

He doesn’t notice at first, instead focusing on the way your cheeks turn pink when he hears you laugh. But, when he does notice, he instantly moves his hand on top of yours. His hands are calloused, rougher than you thought they’d be. 

Funny enough, he thinks yours are softer than he could imagine. 

“This is… nice… right?” He mumbles, finally turning to look at you. 

You meet his eyes with a small smile, and he feels like he can breathe again. Solid, you don’t hate him? Probably? 

“T’s perfect, Toshi.” you smile, leaning towards him and quickly kissing his cheek before standing up. “But we should go back to the kickback, yeah?” 

Hitoshi smiles, groans softly, then nods. “Alright, I’ll be right out… just give me like… a minute…” He crosses his legs and shakes his head. 

“My absolute loser,” you laugh, biting your lip as you look at him over your shoulder. 

“Okay, that’s gonna be like 5 minutes now until I can function again.” Hitoshi’s face turns bright red when he hears your words. 

“Come find me when you’re ready, we can share a joint.” 

“S-sounds good, yn.” 

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[brooooswriting]

A very timid Hello from your best customer broko loco anyway hi I'm out of my request block anyway

How about some hurt/comfort with our baby gurl

Tara Carpenter

I had two prompts in mind either Tara having a nightmare about Gf killing R Orrrrrrr It was her killing R (

SPOILER IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN SREAM VI YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

(because she killed Ethan so her subconscious is making her see herself killing R) so R comforts her and reassures her

or

R getting into a fight when she was taking a stroll with Tara and Sam because some 4ssh0l3$ called our Fav duo murderers so Tara is patching up R afterwards

or

R taking care of T after the 2nd massacre like bringing her thing (painkillers, snacks, food, cuddles)

Those were my ideas but you can also do whatever you want Idm

Have a good day broko loco <3

Motherfucker

Tara Carpenter x reader

A/n: so I haven’t really been writing lately and I need to get back into it so yeah

“It’s just so much you know” Tara complained as you two and Sam walked around New York City. It was a small tradition you build up as soon as you moved here. You walked around to figure out the best ways through the city, it made Sam feel safer while you and Tara just liked to walk around. Her hand was slipped into yours, fingers carefully intervened.

Tara loved complaining about college during these walks, you loved listening to her and Sam would do anything for her little sister. There were a lot of people who didn’t recognized you guys but some did. Nobody ever said something, you were unsure of wether it was because of sams killer glare or just their common sense but you were happy about it.

You knew them during the attacks in woodsboro but you weren’t with them. At least not until the end, you and Tara kept your little flirt private which was why you weren’t attacked. You only arrived when everybody else was dead, you were at the party and you forgot your phone which was why you turned around. The way Tara broke down into your arms made you believe everything she told you, there was no way that she faked that.

“I know, but you’ll be fine. You’re a fighter through and through and something like college won’t bring you down” you told her, squeezing her hand for good measure. “She’s right, you’re gonna do great” Sam added smiling at her sister before checking the street over her shoulder.

You walked through a small park where a group of three boys, around 22, sat and watched the three of you. You watched them suspiciously, slipping your hand out of Tara’s and instead slipping your arm around her waist to pull her closer. Tara smiled up at you, unaware of the situation while Sam looked out for a man around the corner. You listened carefully, hoping to hear any kind of movement but it was quite for a moment.

“Look, that’s the murderer and her slut sister. I knew I recognized them from somewhere” one of the boys said causing you to slow down. “Fucking murderer. Both of them. They should have ended dead” another one added which made you stop. “I’d still fuck the slut tho” the third one said which finally made you snap. You turned on your heel and stalked over to the group. “What did you just say?!” You nearly screamed out on your way, Tara still standing at the same spot completely confused while Sam had a stare down with the man around the corner.

“What’s your problem huh?” You asked again, stepping up to the one who said he’d fuck Tara. “I could ask you the same thing, why don’t you go away with your two murderer friends?” He asked puffing out his chest, trying to scare you. At every other time you’d probably been scared but not now, now all you could feel was rage. “Say that again and watch what happens asshole” you dared. “They are murderer” the one next to him said. You were quick to punch him straight in the face, his nose immediately started bleeding and his eye started to swell. The one you talked to before drew his arm back but you were quick enough to dodge it, not seeing the third one make his way towards you, his fist landing in your stomach causing you to groan. You turned as quick as you could, your fist landing in his stomach this time before you turned and kicked the other one to the ground.

By now Sam was done with her stare down and finally noticed your fight, “fuck y/n” she mumbled and went to your help but Tara held her back. “She will kill you if you go there, she’s fighting because they called you a murderer and if you hit them it will be contra productive” she explained, it pained her to see you like this but she knew you were strong and she didn’t want Sam to suffer even more.

It took you five more minutes before they finally gave up, your face and hands were bruised and you were spitting blood but you won. “Gosh, you’re so stupid” Tara mumbled as she ran up to you and hugged you, pulling you close to her which caused you to wince. “Are you alright?” Sam asked as she walked closer, wrapping an arm around you shoulder. “M fine. Thanks. Can we maybe go back?” Both of them nodded and turned around to walk back to your apartment.

This time Tara wasn’t holding your hand, she was scared that she’d hurt you. The nervousness and the guilt was radiating off of her, so you wrapped your arm around her waist and pulled her into you which made her calm down. Sam was also somewhere else with her mind but you knew that something like a hug wouldn’t fix that and you knew she wasn’t going to talk about it in front of Tara so you decided to ask her about it later.

When you arrived home Tara immediately ran to the bathroom to get some things for your knuckles, giving you a moment with Sam. “You alright?” You asked her quietly so T wouldn’t hear.

“Yeah, it’s just that… thank you y/n. You protected us and you stood up for us. It was the nicest thing anyone ever did for us so, thanks” she answered squeezing your shoulder before disappeared into her room.

“I got everything that may be helpful. Like gauze, disinfectant, bandaids and some other stuff” she told you, quickly pulling everything out and cleaning your wounds on your hand. You kissed when the disinfectant started to seep into your flesh. The brunette quickly apologized before putting on the band aids.

When your hand was finally cleaned she moved on to your face, focusing on the wound above your eye. This time she warned you before putting on the disinfectant, which made it a bit less worse. You couldn’t help but admire her focused face, the way she bit her tongue and how her brows furrowed. It nearly made you forget about your headache.

“Do you need anything else? I’ll give you some painkillers as soon as you’re in bed and some snacks too” she told you and you smiled before pulling her closer to plant a small kiss on her lips. “Thank you” you said before kissing her another time and another, distracting her from her work.

“Stop, I gotta clean the rest of your wounds and I wanna take a look at your stomach” she giggled when she finally convinced herself to pull away. “And you taste like blood” she added. You smiled sheepishly and kissed her one last time before pulling back.

She sat on your lap as she looked at the cut you had on your lip, her legs on either side of you as she titled your head down to get a better angle. “This Looks okay I guess” she mumbled to herself as her fingers carefully touched the wound. You were getting bored and started to play with the hem of her shirt.

When she was done with your face she moved on to your stomach, there wasn’t really anything she could do about it. It was a bit bruised but there werent any cuts nor any placed that were so sensitive that she should be worried.

You both got changed and laid in bed, Tara made you swallow some painkillers and gave you some of your favorite chips before letting you decide what to watch. She made sure that you iced your hand and your nose, even if it might not be comfortable. She knew that you didn’t like the cold but there was nothing she could do. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Her voice was soft and still filled with guilt which made you hurt inside.

“T, you know that I did it on my own account right? It’s not your fault or anything. I decided to do what I did” you said as you cuddled closer to her. Her body melting into your which made you melt too. “And even more important, I’d do it again and again because nothing is as important to me as you are” you added and kissed her head.

“I love you, a lot. Not just because of what you did today obviously” she grinned and titled her head up motioning for you to give her a kiss which you did.

“I love you too baby” you grinned as your hand rubbed up and down her back.

[bexorok]

Poorly written Sonic Movie 3 pitch/outline

I’ve never really written anything in a script format, but I had so many thoughts about the next movie that I had to write them out otherwise my brain would actually explode. I’m kind of bouncing around with scenes I think should be in the movie as well as character introductions. Hope people find some enjoyment out of these!

This is the first couple of scenes I wrote out. I also had a little blurb about the opening credits, but it’s kind of just what the rumored trailer for Sonic 3 reviled at cinamacon was, so there’s not much point of it. Basically, Robotnik now looks like his original game design, and that’s all you really need to know

Introduction Scene

interior, prison island

Sirens are blaring and red lights are going off. We see automated doors closing, followed by an explosion. When the smoke settles, we see Stone and Robotnik together in a walking mech, destroying all doors that close in front of them. Military robots fight back but can do nothing against him.

They enter a final room at the end of the corridor. Inside we see a capsule that’s completely sealed.

Robotnik: We've hit the jackpot, Stone! Right inside this capsule is the key to ultimate power, and finally destroying that pesky hedgehog and his friends once and for all! I will finally have the power to rule over this world, and even more!

(Insert gay pining from Stone, we all know it’s canon)

Robotnik instructs Stone to search the files for the password to enter. He scrolls through the data for a moment before he comes across something.

Stone: M-A-R-I-A … really? A 5 letter password is protecting the key to ultimate power?

Robotnik: Remember Stone, this dusty bucket of bolts is over 50 years old. They were simpler times. Password decoders weren’t even invented, and our current program probably wouldn’t run on this hunk of junk.

He pauses a moment, seemingly thinking back.

Robotnik: Maria, huh? Haven’t heard that name in a long, long time. Still, I wouldn’t have thought of my grandfather as the sentimental type.

He walks over and types in the password. The capsule opens with a cloud of smoke, and an orange light reveals a figure not unlike Sonic’s. His eyes open and glow red as the restraints around him detach.

Robotnik and Stone stare in awe as he steps out. He kneels to the ground on one knee.

Shadow: I am Shadow, the ultimate lifeform, created by doctor Gerald Robotnik. You have awakened me, which can only mean you seek the ultimate power.

Robotnik yells in exasperation: Yes! Finally, a creature who knows its master! Welcome to the team, Shadow the hedgehog

The camera zooms back, revealing prison island, going further until it shows the entire earth, zooming further to reveal space colony ARK. The rendition of “live and learn” from the original trailer plays as the logo for the movie is finally revealed, with ARK shown just underneath.

Cut to an overview of Green Hills, where we see the blur of sonic, quickly followed by tails and knuckles, all laughing and whooping. They go through the forests and mountains of Green Hills, eventually getting to the peak of a mountain top, where Sonic jumps off and is caught by tails. Knuckles follows, gliding next to them. They fly over a house, where we hear Tom shout to them.

Tom: Dinner is ready! Get here quick, before all the burgers and hotdogs are gone!

They all fly down, landing in the backyard, where Tom has the grill set up. At a table nearby, we see Maddie, Rachel, Randel, JoJo, and Ozzy sitting down. Tails quickly flies to a tree house connected to the garage.

Tails: Just have to grab something!

Knuckles steps to the side of the yard, opening what looks like a cellar door.

Knuckles: I will join you all in a moment. I must double check the emeralds status.

Tails flies back from a window in the tree house, carrying with him a gadget.

Tails: It's fine, Knux, we would have gotten an alert if anything happened to the emerald.

Knuckles: Fox, I trust nothing but my own eyes to confirm if the emerald is safe or not.

He opens the doors and goes down a dark flight of stairs.

Maddie: Let him go sweetie, you know how he gets when he’s away from the emerald too long.

Tom: Sonic, do you mind getting the plates from the kitchen?

In a flash, sonic runs inside the house and back again, setting a plate in front of each person at the table.

Tom: Thanks pal!

Maddie nudges Rachel, nodding her head.

Rachel: Alright, I’ll admit it, the weird little alien things are starting to grow on me, especially considering how much JoJo likes spending time with them. But I still don’t know if I want to move to this town.

Sonic: aw, come on, Green Hills is the best town ever! Pulse as long as we're here, it’ll be the safest town ever.

Tails: That's right! We’re patrolling every day, looking for signs of danger! And for the chaos emeralds, of course.

JoJo: Oh yeah, have you guys found any yet?

Tails: (laughs awkwardly) well, not yet. But as soon as I’m done with my tracking device, we’ll be able to use it to hunt them down!

He shows them the device in his hands. It has a radar map on it with a single, large blinking light next to the yard.

Tails: right now it can only detect the master emerald, but once we find a chaos emerald, I can use its energy frequency to find other similar frequencies.

JoJo: Wow! That’s so cool! Mom, can I help them look for the emeralds too?

Rachel: Woah, woah, woah. No way young lady, I can not have you running around the world, you’re still just a kid.

JoJo: but mom! Tails is, like, 8! I’m two whole years older than him! Why can’t I go on cool adventures?

Randal: because, you’re still a *human* kid. You can get hurt a lot more easily than these guys can.

Rachel: hold up, do you mean to tell me that that little scientist who makes bombs and guns is only 8?

Maddie: We were surprised too. You’d have no idea any of these guys were so young if you didn’t ask.

Sonic: mom! We aren’t that young! I’m 14 now, I’m basically a grown up.

Maddie: Okay, Mr. grown up. But most grown ups don’t like getting tucked into bed every night.

Sonic: MOM!

Everyone at the table laughs, and Tom comes to the table with a plate of hot dogs and burger patties. Maddie looks over at Tails, who is still tweaking with his tracker.

Maddie: Miles Prower-Wachowski, what did I say about gizmos at the dinner table?

Tails: oops, sorry mom!

He puts the radar down, where the camera zooms in on the blinking light. We then fade to the room in the cellar. An automated door with an eye scanner blocks the way, and we see Knuckles take the last few steps down the staircase. He approaches the door and puts his eye near the scanner. A red laser appears and scans his eye, confirming his identity and unlocking the door. It opens, and inside the room we see a small shrine (designed after the shrine from sonic adventure 1) and resting on it is the master emerald. Knuckles nods in content.

Knuckles: as long as I am here, no harm will come to the emerald ever again.

[rosetheex-editor]

[Video transcript start.]

[The transcript begins from someone's shirt pocket, two sets of footsteps heard walking up to a door. The door is swung open but the name “Ruby” and a handprint drawn in blood can still be seen.]

?: God… Am I really ready to do this?

[Voice identified: Rose Elizabeth Henderson.]

[The woman walks close to the door but stops, seemingly freezing in place.]

?: Is something wrong?

[Voice identified: Edgar.]

R: I uh… Didn’t think it would be this hard to walk in here… Haven't been in this room since june.

E: Do you want me to go first?

R: Can we walk in at the same time?

E: Oh, yeah, of course.

[The two people walk into the room at the same time, a dark blood soaked room. The walls and desks are covered in incoherent writing that can barely be seen.]

R: Hm… Ok… Forgot how creepy this fucking room was.

E: Yeah… I guess I never really looked around when I fought Emi here.

[Rose chuckles, walking over to one of the walls. A light from the phone makes it possible to read the words “MY FAULT.” and “REMEMBER.” written in blood.]

R: Huh… Forgot about that too.

E: Jeez… how old is all of this?

R: This section was probably written like a month or two before I got out… I think?

E: Fuckin’ hell, should we… go somewhere where there’s less or…?

R: It's fine… It's uh, kinda topical on why I asked to come here to talk with you.

E: Oh, well… should we sit down, then?

[Rose turns around to face Edgar, who is smiling softly at her, his eyes look tired, but he manages to play it off well enough. His hand goes up to brush a bit of hair out of his face, accidentally touching the bandages on a spot on his forehead, he flinches slightly, but doesn’t look away.]

R: You can, I think I'm going to stand.

[Edgar nods, and sits down on the floor, crossing his legs.]

R: Sorry for doing this all forty-eight hours after you got unmasked, but [Between awkward laughing.] I think if I waited any longer to talk about it I might go insane.

E: I don’t mind, I needed something to help take my mind off of it.

R: First, the only thing I was waiting to tell you. I fought Nicholas like a bit before he died. He broke my rib, I kicked his balls in and attacked him with your crowbar until…

E: Until…?

R: He switched it on me and almost crushed my windpipe in…

E: Jesus– That sounds… fucking terrifying.

R: Yeah um… Now you might be asking yourself ‘Wait, how did you stop him? Did someone help you?’ Yes… But you might not like who.

E: … [Slowly.] Eden…?

R: No Cassius.

E: Oh. [Long pause.] Why?

R: Well… Uh I have two… Technically three theories, might be right or wrong. A. He hates Nicholas for killing him and trying to take over PR, more than he hates me. B. He realized that if Nicholas killed me Ness would have um… Broken into the mall which Ophelia really doesn't want to happen. Or C. Both.

E: Huh… I… hm. I don’t know him, so I couldn’t tell you.

R: Me neither, I got my PR not being heartless info from Mari Ness and Will.

E: Same here, honestly.

R: Oh, and um… Alexander is kinda the MVP of being nice to us here in the mall, he literally sacrificed himself for Mari when Ruby attacked them, and played Mario Party with Sparrow and Peony after… Y'know.

E: Ah.

R: ANYWAY! Getting off topic. Why I brought you here.

E: Right, right, yeah.

R: I… I think I'm finally ready…

[Edgar tilts his head to the side, raising one eyebrow.]

R: I'm ready to try and move on… Not let Showfall have any guilt or past traumas to hold over my head anymore.

E: Oh. That’s… that’s a very big step forward, Rose. I’m proud of you.

R: Yeah… I brought you here, to tell you the whole truth of what happened with both Ruby and… Emi… And also to make a promise or two.

E: Sounds like a plan. Thank you for trusting me enough to do this, Rose.

R: Well… You're my dad… You deserve to know.

[Edgar nods.]

R: Guess I'll start with the easy one… Because Emi is obviously still alive.

E: Alright, tell me whenever you’re ready. I’m not going anywhere.

R: Ok… Um January 4th 2006, I was trying to escape with Ruby… She had a knife, I had an old computer. We had gotten split up. I ended up… In a very dark part of the mall when an employee. Emi. Ran up to me in the dark trying to attack me… I hit her 13 times with the computer… I had blood on the heels of my shoes for months… I didn't even know…

[Rose begins silently crying. The camera still facing Edgar.]

[Edgar reaches a hand out and pats Rose on the shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.]

R: Thanks I um… God…

E: You’re fine, you didn’t know. You did what you had to.

R: Hm… I god… Why am I trying to drag this out…

E: It’s a tough subject. I do the same thing sometimes.

R: I have to talk about it eventually…

E: But that doesn’t make it any easier. Take all the time you need, Rose.

R: Here I have the perfect idea to try and make this a bit easier…

E: Hm?

[Rose throws a semi large bag into frame, clearly having taken it off her back. After a deep breath she reaches down and pulls a box out of the bag.]

E: What’s that?

R: The gift Ruby left in the vent hideout, still haven't opened it.

E: Oh, alright. You’re… going to open it here?

R: No time like the present right?

E: Haha, present. [Slight pause.] Yeah, sorry.

R: Ok… Here we go.

[Rose holds the present for roughly 5 seconds before sighing.]

R: Wait… Fuck.

E: Do you want some help?

R: Yes please, I kinda uh… Forgot.

[Edgar reaches forward to help Rose open the present.]

[Rose's whole torso moves to look inside the box, inside is a red sweater with Rose's on it, a VHS tape, a photo and on the bottom a red blanket.]

R: Oh…

E: That’s… huh. That’s very sweet.

R: It's uh… I think I recognize the blanket actually…

E: Oh?

R: Yeah it's um… The one I had when I was little…

E: Aw.

R: The sweater is um… Hm… It's too big.

E: Maybe we could… hm. Well, I’m not the best at sewing, at least with actual clothing, so…

R: Ruby told me… Give stuff to people in need so…

[Rose grabs the sweater and slowly hands it to Edgar.]

R: You need a sweater… And a change of clothes. Dried blood can't be good for your skin

E: I– are you sure? That’s a gift from your sister, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you.

R: It means more to me if I get to use it to help you… Ruby would've wanted me to help people in need.

E: [A long pause.] Alright. Thank you, Rose. Genuinely.

R: No problem, now um… Ok fuck… I can't ignore the elephant in the room.

E: Yeah, you ready to keep talking?

R: I think so… Ready to hear the whole story of mine and Ruby's fight?

E: Mhm.

R: [A long pause.] So a few months before I escaped… Ruby had um came back to the hideout covered in wounds from a fight, she was telling me everything was fine… It clearly wasn't… She had um… I only found out towards the end that… She overheard Mai talking about Sparrow, and how she ‘Didn’t know Ruby had a kid.’

E: Hm.

R: Yeah, she shoved me out of the way telling me not to worry about it… She told me some things are better left hidden, she got more mad and brought up our mom's affair… I stabbed her in the leg…

[Edgar’s eyebrows crease inward, then they raise slightly. He seems to have connected a few things.]

R: She walked off and I followed… Screaming at her, she told me… About Sparrow… Well at least that she ‘Had a kid.’... I pushed her for keeping shit from me…

[Edgar nods, encouraging Rose to keep going.]

R: [Between crying.] Three employees came running, Ruby pushed me behind a column and was dragged away… I watched as they took her from me, I did nothing… I watched as she begged for her life…

E: Rose, come here.

[Edgar holds his arms out, and the two hug.]

R: [Sobbing.] I watched her plead for her fucking life and did nothing… I… I…

E: I know, I know. Let it all out, Rose. I’m here.

[Rose continues sobbing, the camera obscured by Edgar's shirt.]

R: [Still sobbing.] I don't want to lose anyone… Ever ever again… Not here…

E: You won’t. I’ll make sure of it, you won’t lose anyone else.

R: That reminds me… The promises…

E: Hm?

R: First… I'm never letting you go anywhere by yourself again… I can't lo- Let anyone lose you again… And don't want to lose you again…

E: Woah– that’s… that may be a little extreme, yeah?

R: Edgar. I have lost you. SEVEN fucking times now, never again.

E: That’s… fair. But I don’t want you getting hurt somehow because of this.

R: I have three bullets in my fucking gun, realistically I only need two to get everyone out. Also, I roundhouse kicked the head of PR in the fucking head once.

E: It’s not fighting that I’m worried about, we’re both actually kinda good at that, it’s… running. I don’t know if you can keep up if we need to sprint.

R: Edgar. I'm fast. As fuck. We've been over this.

E: Speed and endurance, Rose. I can run for… well, hours if need be. I don’t know how well you can do with that.

R: I ran from this room to the window I escaped from in record time, and besides I have… Decent endurance, not great but good enough.

E: If we’re talking about speed with escaping, I carried you from Mai’s office all the way outside.

R: I… Probably could have ran. Also, didn't she literally say there was a window open?

E: Er… yeah. I just… didn’t want to leave without causing some damage.

R: Anyway… Second promise. I promise you, either both of us are getting out or neither of us are.

E: That’s… again, yeah, that’s a little fair. But… Hm.

R: I'm not leaving any more family behind.

E: … Alright.

R: Y'know even if you don't think you deserve escape, Which I can tell dude… Experience… You do deserve that.

E: How the fuck–

R: Edgar, I tried 37 fucking times before I got out… I have felt like I didn't deserve to escape more times than I can count.

E: Yeah, you’re… you’re right.

R: If you ever doubt that fact, remember something A… Woman much wiser than me said… Have to switch it a little bit though…

[Rose coughs.]

R: Despite everything… You're still my dad Edgar, NOTHING will ever change that.

E: I… Thank you.

R: Of course, ugh… Feels nice… Finally talking to someone about everything…

E: Yeah, it feels great to talk about shit like that, but it’s really easy to forget that. I would know a lot about that last bit.

R: Hm yeah… When we get back you should uh, probably talk to Mari about taking a break from planning for a day. They literally have not slept since you got back.

E: I’ll talk to them.

R: Yeah um… Also, S- [Long pause.] Sparrow needs to talk with you.

E: Thanks for letting me know.

R: Yeah, um… Do you just want to talk about stuff? I uh, have a game I really liked when I was a kid.

E: Hm… maybe, yeah. I don’t know. What’s the game you liked?

R: Super mario RPG for the super nintendo.

E: Huh, I’ve never heard of that.

R: IT'S REALLY FUN! LIKE REALLY REALLY FUN!

E: Oh? I’d love to play it sometime, then! Maybe we could do a playthrough together!

R: They made a remake on the console thingy Ness bought me… But I didn't get to play it before y'know…

[Rose's hand pops into frame to sarcastically point at the mall.]

R: THIS.

E: Haha, yeah… when we get out, we can play it together.

R: It'll be fun, maybe I can play half-life. I actually think Mari said something about buying it on my computer I think…

E: Wait, really?

R: Yeah! Something about it being free?

E: That’s awesome! I didn’t know that was a thing at all!

R: You can play it if you want? In all honesty you might have more luck getting my computer away from Sparrow then I do.

E: That would be great, actually.

R: Cool, I'll ask Peony about it when we get bac- ACTUALLY… That’s something I wanted to ask you about, do you trust Peony? I mean… I do, but after everything that happened?

E: I… trust them if Sparrow does.

R: Fair… I just… I'm glad the kid is happy.

E: Same here.

R: I… Hm nevermind…

[Rose sighs seemingly upset.]

E: What’s up?

R: Cassidy tried fighting against the mask on the island…

E: Oh.

R: I just… I want to help her… I know I can't but I want to.

E: We’ll figure something out.

R: I… Sparrow told Delilah, they didn't want to lose you like they lost Cassidy…

E: … Ah… Um.

R: Yeah… I just… I know what it's like to leave a sibling behind… I don't want Sparrow to go through that even if they aren't siblings by blood.

E: Mhm…

R: On a happier note, Ness bought you something for when you get out, she bought it around the time Will found you in the tunnels I think…

E: Really? What?

R: Got you new head rests for the car, and also a bunch of doctor pepper.

E: Aw, that’s nice of her.

R: Yeah… Hm…

E: I… huh.

R: What’s up?

E: Is it really that simple? Just… ask someone to talk and then… do that?

R: I mean, yeah… Sometimes. Why do you ask?

E: I guess I just never realized that.

R: Took me a while to figure it out… I uh, did you wanna talk?

E: … maybe later.

R: Ok… Hm… Ugh.

[Rose can be heard headbutting the metal desk, seemingly out of annoyance.]

E: Hey, let’s not do that, alright? You’re going to hurt yourself.

R: She's under that mask dad… Cassidy is still there, and there is nothing any of us can do… Makes me feel useless…

E: [A sigh.] I get that. We’ll figure it out. I promise we’ll help her.

R: I… We have to figure something out… please…

E: We will.

R: Ok… I uh… Sorry… For getting you caught up in the middle of my stuff with Emi…

E: Don’t apologize, Rose. It’s fine. I’d rather be caught up in this than not be, because this way, I can help you.

R: [Muffled.] You're the best dad an idiot like me could've asked for.

E: Hey, you’re not an idiot. Don’t say that about yourself. You’re smarter than a lot of people I’ve met. Negative self talk is not going to fly anymore.

R: I got my arm ripped off thinking my sister was still alive… A smart person wouldn't do that.

E: Yes, but a grieving person would. You weren’t in a good state of mind. You’re okay, Rose. You’re not dumb, you’re not a screw-up. You’re my fucking daughter, and I wouldn’t want anyone else but you to have that spot.

R: I…

[Rose can be heard beginning to cry once again, the tears seemingly not going to stop for a while.]

R: [Crying, this lasts for the rest of the transcript.] Thank you… Thank you dad…

E: It’s no problem, if you ever need that reminder again, I’ll be right here.

R: Yeah I uh… Fucking hell…

E: Hold on. [A pause.] Oh, you’re kidding.

R: W- What?

E: Transcript light.

R: GOD DAMNIT, END TRANSCRIPT.

[Transcript ended.]

[dsrandois]

An opening sketch for SNL

Trump is having a press conference to announce that, following the success of renaming the Gulf of America, he will be renaming the US of A. Reporters scramble to ask what he means.

"Well, we love states, gotta have states. And united, who doesn't like united, although hard word to spell, isn't it folks? Are we 'united' or are we 'untied'? But no, gotta have united, we have the best united, don't we. The best at united. What we're going to replace is the word 'america'. What does that word meeean 'america'? Huh? Nobody knows. It's like, what do we live in the middle of a body of water, no! We live in the greatest country on earth."

The reporters look at each other, afraid to ask any follow up questions.

"No more questions? Wow, got it in one. See you-"

"Trump! Trump! Resident memelord reporting for duty!"

(This is Musk running in. He's out of breath from the short jog.)

"It's ready! Grok did it!" Musk continues.

"Oh boy, you folks are lucky, even luckier than you might have realized, and no I'm not talking about catching a whiff of my new cologne. Lucky by Britney Spears. No... Musky over here, resident mime- (He's not a very good mime is he? He talks way too much for a mime, but what do I know, I'm only President of America.) Oh wait! That's what this is about. Miny Mime here has used his Gronk (great movie, we love that llama, don't we? Dana Carvey is so talented. Truely a national treasure.) to invent what he calls a 'genius'."

Musk pulls a sheet off a robotic Albert Einstein.

"It's uh, it's, uh, Grok, Donald."

"Very nice to meet you Grok-nald. Interesting name."

"No, well, uh, this isn't Grok. Grok is on X."

"You used to date this thing?"

"No, X is twitter."

"Oh we love twitter."

"Well, it's called X now. Anyways, Grok, my AI, helped me build this AI genius to help me rename the country. Before we begin the initial test, are you sure you don't want to call the country, uh, X, uh." Musk jumps in the air like an X.

"Which one?"

"Which one what?"

"Which of my exes would we name it after?"

Musk looks confused. The reporters look confused. Trump looks at his tie.

"Leslie hated this tie. Let's not choose the name 'Leslie'. Right that down."

The reporters look at each other and then write down the name 'Leslie'.

Musk still looks confused.

"Let's just, uh, uh, fire up the robot. 'You're fired.'" Musk says as he flips a giant switch on Einstein's back.

"That's my line."

"Oh, uh uh, sorry."

The robot's eyes light up and its tongue sticks out. The Mac OSX chime sounds.

"That tongue is a meme, so it's fair use." Musk quickly adds.

"You sound like my ex Leslie." says Trump.

The reporters start to write.

"Don't write that down, what's wrong with you!" Trump quickly adds.

The robot turns to Musk and says in a very robotic voice, "Hello Elon. You're quite good, at turning, me on." (ala the Simpsons)

"You probably should ignore that," Musk says after a beat. (ala the Simpsons. This is parody so it's fair use.)

TODO:

musk wheels out a chalkboard facing away from the audience

the robot starts writing

trump and musk look at the chalkboard and look worried

the reporters ask them what's wrong

they look at each other but don't say anything

the robot has finished writing

trump and musk look at the chalkboard and look even more worried. brows are furrowed, etc.

trump starts to sweat, his orange face paint starts to run. (Two Rudy Giuliani, dressed as an angel and devil, appear on his shoulders and reassure him that nobody will care in a year after they've gotten bored of making fun of him.)

a reporter asks what the robot wrote

Trump says the robot is broken but Musk reassures him Grok doesn't make mistakes

They try to prompt the robot to write something else but the robot doesn't move

Trump tells Musk to reboot it (he thinks this means kick it while wearing a boot), Musk doesn't want to because it will say the embarrassing start up quote again

Trump kicks the robot and it starts to smoke

Musk says, "improve quality"

The robot finally speaks and says, "Too... Many... Variables..." and blows up

Finally Musk and Trump agree to say what it wrote on the count of three.

"One..."

"Two..."

The robot finally speaks up and says, "Too... Many... Variables..." and explodes (After the smoke clears, the robot's mouth and nose are missing and it has a duck bill on the back of its head, ala Daffy Duck)

Trump and Musk look at each other one more time. They know they can't get out of this one.

After a beat, they finally scream, "Live from New York, it's Saturday night!"

[k--havok]

Man I really let this blog gather dust huh? Need to do some major cleanup. Life has just been super fuckin hectic.

Anyways~

I'll work on a 2025 re-intro post today I think.

I also decided to try and start using trackbear as a way to, well, as it says on the tin. Keep track of shit as I am awful at checking word counts and remembering to write and sitting down to write and writing itself, really (yes I am in one of my month-long funks of everything I touch is disgusting and horrible)

I started importing the current word counts of my major projects-- that being;

Rane & Korzan's Fantastical Adventures Book I

The Ghost & the Machine

Waking Into Divinity Book I

And I honestly did NOT realize how much of each I actually wrote??

R&K's word count is at 25k words

TG&TM is at 18k words even tho it is my newest project

WID is at 43k words.

I know some of these numbers seem kinda small. But R&K was planned to be finished at 25-30k and I am halfway thru the story since the characters decided to snap back and have deep feelings and trauma and opinions on magic.

TG&TM will probably be around 200k at the pace it is currently going.

And WID is about 50% done-ish? Maybe closer to 40% or maybe I'm just thinking 40 since it has 40k words. But I wanted it to be no longer than 100k words at max.

I also want to track my editing of Soft Touches, Godless Hands. I kinda abandoned it as I typically do after I finish a draft haha. Just have not had the mood to go back to it I guess. But I should for sure. I am a lot better at finishing shorter stories & novellas than novels. Not that I am good at them, I'm just better at writing them as I tend to not run out of steam as quick.

(I say this as if it did not take me about 1.5 years to finish STGH which is like. maybe 32k words. Haha)

Anyways, as always, I want to try and actually form a writing habit instead of either not writing at all or banging out 15k words within 2 days. Neither is sustainable. And with how many ideas and brainworms I have, I really need to get some onto (digital) paper.

Anyways! I'll test out trackbear for a couple of days and if I like it I'll make my profile public and link it on my 2025 re-intro post so people can see what I am up to easier.

[andthebubbles]

i am so bored i am this close to re-dling wot. except skjnfgkfg i won't i guess bc idk

UGHHH like i skjfgnfg dont really feel like writing i guess? i need to make a list of ~reasons for/against why anthony might like me~ re benedict and skjfngkfg well step 1 should be rereading the fic. but hghhh

at least yesterday i finally realised that after the whole harrow thing is out/benedict knows about it, I CAN SWITCH TO ANTHONY'S POV FINALLY yayyy i'm looking forward to it. it'll also smooth over the logistical problem of benedict getting him out of the library, aka i can just hide it because anthony can be semi-conscious throughout. aaah what fun

(this reminds me of how happy i was to knock out lewis in sebis fic so i wouldn't have to show how they got out of the hotel lmfao)

anyway. i'm so bored that i have dumbass ideas of driving to canberra. idk why. well, i do know why, but i don't know why i'd do it. so i won't.

i was browsing r/canberra yesterday though and apparently there's a malaysian food place which opens from 6pm-6am. which is NEAT. except i don't like malaysian food, but i still think it's neat. they're probably the only food place that's open at that hour??

(a/b fic rambles/thinking aloud below the cut, don't click if you don't know what it's about)

ummm i might as well make benedict's list here.

reasons why he thinks anthony doesn't like him:

didn't want to come with him to london/probably doesn't want him

he was running away from him before that at oxford

he (benedict) probably really fucked up with abandoning him at the inn when he was upset

reasons why he thinks anthony might like him:

...he still came back every night at oxford even though he clearly didn't want to??

(i think(?) anthony trying to go down on him shouldn't factor into this, because it's just weird given the circumstances in which it occurred... like, benedict was disturbed enough by it as it is...)

...maybe he thinks... maybe because anthony still seems to care about him despite all the reasons he shouldn't (okay so this is related to no. 1)...

well, and, frederick not flat out denying it when he asked him in ch 19...

...so basically that's two reasons for 'yes' and three for 'no'. HUH. huh did i work that out

okay i might go poke at the fic in a bit then.

...off topic but omg i just remembered that i wanted to continue changing sebis/oskhan fic into an original fic........... damn i should've been doing that instead of moping. well, it's 3am now, hmm

ETA off topic AGAIN or perhaps just back to the first topic: twitch was fun yesterday because iyouxin was marking the amx 30 in one stream. it took him 61 games aka 9.5 hours (to go from 0 (i believe?) to 95%) and the gun was so shite skjfng but yeah gg. today's twitch offerings are boring though. kajzoo is raging at the game as usual, skill is also sorta raging/desperately needs a break (as an aside he's rating tier 9 tanks in imo a way too serious fashion), and idk about daki, i haven't unmuted him yet. kajzoo did send hate to an arty player and that's when i shut his stream lmao.

daki is playing the T32... i actually don't know what that is. american tank, i suppose, but. eh, whatever. skill's currently playing the VK 45.02 B, yet another tank i dont know. all these german tanks are made up of vk codes lol. okay not ALL but there are quite a few that are VKs

[feelingdozy]

A Tinge of Jealousy

Dina x Fem!Reader

Request: "hey can I please request Dina x fem! reader? Like where Ellie mistakes that reader is single and flirts with her and dina gets jealous and it might end up in smut? If not smut than just fluff I love Dina 🫶" | by @nickeverdeen

Note: thank you for the request! I also love Dina so this was super fun to write. | Dina Masterlist

Summary: Maria decides to host a party for a big clearing of infected, and you decide to be Dina's date. Unknown to Ellie, she decides to flirt with you. After that, Dina wants everyone to know you're hers.

Warnings: smut, fingering (r receiving), groping, biting, bite marks/hickeys, swearing, teasing 18+

"I should let everyone in here know you're mine, huh?"

The voices that mixed within the crowd overloaded your ears, creating a pounding inside your head. You sat by the bar, head falling into your hands for the fourth time that night. You rubbed your temples trying to calm it, but of course it hadn't worked.

It had been a fun party of course, Maria always went out of her way with them to congratulate whatever was to be celebrated. But tonight it was just a little too much for your head.

After an annoying day of patrol and fighting off some infected, Dina had convinced you to come with her.

And since you hadn't been out in a while to have actual fun, it affected you quite a bit, more than you thought it would. Probably because of the socializing, which you didn't have to do with infected.

"Please! You haven't been doing anything fun, and I think it'd be good for you to take a break baby!"

She said as you looked down to your feet, knowing it was true. You hardly did anything other than patrol, feeling like that was your only purpose in the town that had kept you safe, the people welcoming you in from first sight.

"maybe- it's just.. you know how it is after patrol-"

"c'mon baby! It'll be fun, I promise." She said, trying to convince you for at least thirty minutes now.

"Okay, okay fine! I'll go. Only because you promised."

She looked at you with a smirk, coming closer to your tired and tense body.

As her hand made contact with your cheek you immediately relaxed into her touch, your muscles leaning toward her, wanting her to hold you in her arms like she always did.

Dina was the only one who you could really relax with, being she was with you from the beginning. Right when you came to Jackson, she'd be by your side everywhere you went and eventually, the feelings that had grown between you two couldn't be avoided.

You went in to kiss her, stopping as her finger reached your mouth, sitting at your lips

"nuh-uh honey. Not until after the party. I know how you get when I kiss you." She laughed as a sad playful smile reached your face

"that's just because you kiss really good- it's not my fault you get me worked up!"

She laughed again, her contagiousness working on you as you laughed with her.

Your mind pounded even more as the song had changed, somehow becoming even louder than it was before. Suddenly, you felt someone's presence beside you on another stool. You looked up as you sensed their heavy stare on you, being faced with Ellie.

"Hey pretty girl, you okay over here?" She said, her tone going low and seductive.

"yeah, my heads' just pounding." you said as you saw her nod, her body turning more towards you.

"so, you here with anyone?" She asked again as she looked you up and down.

"would be a shame if no one could appreciate you in that outfit-"

before Ellie could say anything else, someone else's hands made their way around your shoulders.

They laughed behind you and you recognized the voice, and you could hear the mass amount of jealousy laced with it.

"sorry Ellie, but this pretty girl is already taken, by me." She said almost demandingly, making Ellie get the hint immediately.

Ellie put her hands up playfully, going

"my bad, my bad, guilty as charged." She said as you laughed. She slowly got up from her spot at the bar and walked away, nearing the crowd of people dancing towards the middle of the room.

You felt the pair of hands dip down on from the spot on your shoulders, now turning your torso around, another making its way to your chin and tilting it up. You looked Dina in her eyes, and you could see the desire and jealousy that formed in them with the long contact you had.

"Jesus Dina, you're gonna make me horny with that look." You laughed, noticing how it was a serious look, no longer playful as you once took it.

"I should let everyone in here know you're mine, huh?"

She said as she took your wrist in her hand, making you rise from your seat immediately. Your knees almost buckled as she said that, the tone getting you worked up. She dragged you to the bathroom, locking the door as soon as you entered.

"can I touch you?" She said before moving on. You quickly nodded, agreeing to her words.

Her hands pinned you to the wall, her leg swiftly making its way up to your clothed cunt and rubbing slowly against it, making you whine with need from the sensation. A wet spot had formed on your panties as she continued, your hands locked underneath hers so you couldn't escape the tease.

"fuck Dina, please" you said, almost whispering as you pleaded, trying to keep the noises down.

"hm? What did you say? Couldn't hear you over the music, baby."

Your whines became more high pitched as she finally released your hands, immediately feeling lonely as the warmth disappeared, her rough grip gone.

She kissed you with force and desperation, hands gliding all over your body. You went to touch her, immediately stopped by her hand that was once nearing the fabric of your underwear.

"can't touch, baby. This is a punishment."

You mumbled "fuck" under your breathe as she continued, hands finally now making their way to your jeans, unbuckling them.

As they fell to the cold tiled floor of the bathroom, one of her hands made their way under your shirt. She groped your tits, the coldness of them spreading throughout, immediately making you gasp at the sensation.

"fuck baby, your hands feel so good-"

you said as she interrupted you when one of the hands now dipped into your pants and pushed your panties aside. Her fingers rubbed through your folds, collecting what she had done.

"fuck your wet. All 'cause of me huh? Nobody can make you like this except for me."

She said as one of her fingers made their way inside you, making you moan at the sudden intrusion. She started to curl her finger up as her other hand remained on your tit, continuing the rubbing on it.

She lifted your shirt, moving her hand from the comfortable place it once was on your body, swiftly raising it for you to grab ahold of.

"keep that shirt up for me baby, let me see your pretty body."

You quickly obeyed, bunching your shirt in your mouth to keep too many moans from spilling out. Her lips suddenly came to your tit, licking it slowly.

At the same time she put another finger in, sliding in and out of your wet cunt.

"shit Dina, I'm gonna fucking cum-" you said muffled, hoping she'd understand the message.

"oh? Who said you could cum?" She said as she slipped her fingers out of your cunt, her tongue giving one last suck to your hard tit.

"Dina- why-" you said breathing in deep breaths, as she kissed you again hungrily before moving down to your neck.

"what did I say about this being a punishment, hm? Get dressed. We're gonna go enjoy this party like I promised."

Her mouth bit down on your neck, making you moan as she sucked a dark hickey into your skin for everyone out on the floor to see. So everyone could know you only belonged to Dina. No one else.

As you both exited the bathroom, a wet spot remained growing on your panties as her hand tightly gripped yours. She dragged you to the dance floor, throwing her arms over your shoulders. You felt the stares of all the other people, thinking they spotted the obvious dark and new hickey that had appeared on your neck. At this point you didn't really care who stared or how, focusing on the girl who stood in front of you.

"you're so evil" you said with a laugh as she smirked back.

"what can I say, I'm good at punishments." She said before rocking you both to the slow music that played, the pounding in your head gone as the only thing that filled it now, was Dina.

"let's enjoy this for a bit, hm? And then when we get home, I'll give you a reward? How's that baby."

"dunno if I'll be able to last that long, Dina" you said teasingly, knowing that it'd affect her in some way.

She loved getting you off, or any display of affection in that matter. Kissing you, hugging you, even dancing slowly like you were was able to turn her on if executed right. Only you were able to spark something deep inside her.

"shut up." She said as you laughed, continuing to sway with her to the music.

[gunthermunch]

[Transcript under the cut]

Ernest: i always feel like a complete professional in here Vlad: what is a writer without a typewriter Ernest: or hundreds of books. personally i own neither Ernest, on typewriter: h e l l o Vlad: your small device died on me. Ernest: ah! it's just the battery. just give it to me and I'll bring it back fully charged Vlad: i want to keep it Ernest: alright alright. so, which song did you like the best? Vlad: the song with rats on cages Ernest: bullet with butterfly wings? i kinda thought you'd be more of a bowie guy but at the same time im not surprised Vlad: what is a bowie? Ernest: you're hilarious. Ernest, on typewriter: M y n a m e i s E r n e s t M u n c h Ernest: maybe you'd like Kate Bush, my wife LOVES Kate Bush. Vlad: Isn't there any actual writing you should be doing? Ernest: eh… i don't think there's more for me to write about, honest. what else do you have to tell me? Vlad: you sound like the human that wrote the Encyclopedias. Ernest: well i know those from memory since i was a child, consumed those like holy grail. plasma fruit bad, blood good. yadda yadda Ernest: -wait. wrote? i thought you did it. i got all fanatic on you for nothing? Vlad: all i did was give answers to a curious human that thought i was wearing a disguise. if those books should awake hoards of blood hungry half done vampires born out of uncoordinated words, then so it be. Ernest: you're a little mischievous, huh? Vlad: I'm naturally great at misleading people. Ernest: oh, i know! after all these months, buddy, i still have no clue on who turned you. Vlad: why would i deceive your ears with such a thing? Ernest: because we. are. frriiiieeeenddss Vlad: what is happening to your words? Ernest: I'm just reminding you. come on! i wont even write it down, let's just have a chat. Vlad: fine. Vlad: --hundreds of years ago, a count and a peasant had an affair. Vlad: the moment the count's wife found out, she went to the village and found a witch. it casted a curse upon the peasant, who was pregnant. Vlad: she suffered a long, painful childbirth. what is worse, she lived through it. Vlad: and so her son was born, lacking a heartbeat, pale as a corpse, alive. Vlad: she was barely able to walk, talk, breath or blink after giving birth Vlad: she never recovered, and the count had turned his back on both of them. Vlad: i believe she wanted both of us dead. i did not feel her as my mother, as she probably never felt me as her son too. she was just food to me, as soon as i was able to walk. Vlad: i found The Hollow shortly after. Vlad: i was never weak, i never had to survive. Ernest: you were choiceless. Ernest: gulp a witch, huh? Vlad: one way or another, our sole creators. raining Ernest: man. how am i supposed to go home like this? Lilith: i could walk you home. Lilith: can i, Vlad?

[rogue-durin-16]

I just love women in suits or in uniform, so can you write BoB with women in suits with the boys just admiring? Can you do Malarkey, Hoobler and Luz? I saw you writing for Shifty and Bull, but their not on the character list. Can I ask for them, too? Sorry if this is too vague.

A/N: OH THIS WAS THE REQUEST. OKAY YEAH NOW I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU WANTED. Also as a fellow woman in suit, this was quite self indulgent. enjoy darling <3

DON MALARKEY

Malarkey would shortcircuit at the mere sight of women in suits. Yes, I will die on this hill.

It all started when he saw Marlene Dietrich in Morocco.

That woman in that tuxedo awakened something in him and it has yet to die down.

Wide eyes at any woman in pants and a tie.

Once he overheard Guarnere commenting on how gals should only wear dresses and skirts and he went out of his way to defend women in suits.

He was a bit too enthusiastic. Now he gets teased every time E Company comes across a woman in a suit.

But they don't understandddd, it's not just the suit, it's the womannnn, it's the power they radiate just by walking.

Bonus points if they wear heels. Malarkey definitely gives off "step on me" vibes.

He desperately wants to date one but whenever he has the opportunity to ask one out in, let's say, a pub, he can't.

Like he PHYSICALLY can't. That sweet, bright charm of his evaporates and he's left being a shy, babbling mess.

When he finally lands one, it's because SHE made the first move. And the second. And the third.

The boys assume Don's pride must be a little wounded but I'm telling you, he couldn't care less, he's over the moon with the whole situation.

DONALD HOOBLER

100% watched Morocco with Malark to understand what the fuck was up with Marlene Dietrich and went down the Amy Jolly rabbit hole.

Like, you don't understand, he got himself a picture of her and carries it around at all times.

Now god forbid Hoobler sees a pretty woman dressed in a manly suit.

He's so sheepish about it good lord.

Toothy grin. Instantly smitten. What's eye contact, he don't know her.

Will try to impress her. Poorly.

Will also not succeed because have you seen the kind of women who wear suits? Yes you have, and you know Hoob is gonna have to try little bit harder.

He's definitely intimidated by them, and that makes them even more attractive, I don't know how to make this one make sense so bear with me.

GEORGE LUZ

He beats around the bush a lot when talking to them but he's relentless. If he wants a date, he'll get a date okay?

He just needs a little push.

Luz was the one making fun of Malarkey becoming unable to function at the sight of women in suit. He started the joke.

Shocker huh. Obviously no, but you know what comes as a shock for him? How hot women in suits are.

Particularly that one Intelligence Officer working with Nixon who often comes and deliver documents to whoever is Easy's Commanding Officer.

She's stunning in her uniform right? Right. Well actually we don't know if she's stunning or if Luz is just utterly smitten by a goddamn C.O.

It's probably the latter but THAT DOESN'T MATTER.

What matters here is that epiphany George has when she comes rushing from Colonel Sink's office without having time to change into her uniform because she was on leave.

She's wearing a beautiful plaid blue three piece —I'm talking trousers, blazer, vest, tie, the whole shebang— and George suddenly understands Malark.

He groans and pretends to melt into the chair he's sitting in. Muck and Penkala find this very fucking amusing.

He's so dramatic about it, like, he wants you to know he is a d m i r i n g you. What he doesn't want to do is tell you.

Luz is the one who gives himself away to Don and I will stand by that.

SHIFTY POWERS

Unlike Malarkey, though, George definitely tries to hit on this one Lieutenant while they're off duty in England, which earns him some serious scolding from Winters and maybe —just maybe— a date from the C.O. he just flirted with.

Cheeky bastard.

He definitely defended Malarkey's interest in suited up women at some point.

Most assumed it was just out of courtesy because this man is a literal angel and everyone was going hard on Malark for absolutely no reason.

Truth is, he sees the appeal.

Yeah he very much sees the appeal.

BULL RANDLEMAN

Very quiet about his admiration so he goes unnoticed but uhhh definitely just as down for it as Don.

Some would underestimate his ability to sweettalk anyone into anything, by the way.

Forget Luz's obnoxiousness, Shifty gives out the most polite, subtle compliments to these women.

What a gentleman.

He probably would ask out a beautiful girl in a suit to everyone's surprise.

To some of them, an affirmative response from the woman would also come as a surprise.

Not for McClung though, he knew Shifty would get her duhhh.

Bull gives Hoob and Malark shit for drooling over Miss Tuxedo but high-key admires the women who wear them.

I don't know if he'd be attracted to them but he definitely thinks they're functional and badass, which he loves.

Specially if they smoke.

Actually, I feel like he would find this very sexy oop-

He would so have a "go girl" attitude whenever they would pass strutting by.

Honestly, I don't think he'd have much of an opinion on this, I firmly believe Bull loves functionality and tradition for him, and a suited up woman isn't very traditional :/.

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[kylie-writes-stuff]

Too Far

pairing: rodrick heffley x gn!reader ; greg x platonic!reader (but it's mostly a sweet family fic between rodrick and greg)

warnings: cussing, rodrick thinks greg ran away/is missing, rodrick's probably ooc, uh idk what else

word count: 1.7k (why is this the longest thing i’ve written-)

summary: (takes place during rodrick rules) y/n has been a good neighbor and friend for a while now. either of the heffley boys can go to them for anything.

a/n: im a strong believer in the fact that rodrick has a soft side and he truly cares about his little brother. he doesn't show it a lot but it's there. i love rodrick so much so i wanted to try writing for him. sorry if it's ooc but i dunno, i like it. let me know what you think :)

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You were watching tv, no clue what just happened in the house down the street, when there was a knock on the door.

You got up, groaning. Who would be here this late? 

You opened the door, somewhat annoyed, until you saw that it was... Greg? 

It was Greg, the young boy from down the street, with tears in his eyes.

You immediately wrapped an arm around him, leading him inside, “Woah, kid, what’s wrong?”

As the two of you sat back down on the couch, he choked out an answer, “R-Rodrick.”

“What did he do this time? Want me to beat his ass for you?"

A small smile crossed your face when you were able to make the boy chuckle.

He explained that him and Rodrick had a great night together but things went bad once they got home. He said that their parents found the pictures from the party last week, which you had attended, and both the boys got it trouble. But that wasn't why Greg was crying. He was crying because Rodrick was disappointed in him and said some hurtful things.

You didn't push any further. Greg was a tough kid, most of the time, so whatever Rodrick said must've been really bad.

"Wait," you said after a few minutes, "Do your parents know you're here?"

"N-no. I snuck out."

"Greg, you can't do that," you said sternly. You weren't angry, just worried.

"You and Rodrick both sneak out all the time," He tried to reason.

"That's different. We're both old enough to take care of ourselves. No offense, but you're still just a kid. If your parents find out they're gonna be worried sick."

"Can I just stay for a while longer? Please? Besides if they find out I'm gone, they'll probably check here first."

It was true. Greg and Rowley would come to your house sometimes, just to have a different place to hang out. Your parents were away a lot of the time so it worked out.

You were Greg's babysitter when he was in 5th and 6th grade. Ms. Heffley knew you were a responsible kid and she didn't exactly want Rodrick in charge. Now he's in 7th and he's trusted a bit more so you didn't have to take care of him anymore. During that time was when you and Greg got close. The two of you became friends.

You had gotten pretty close with Rodrick too. Especially since you had a lot of the same classes in school. The two of you had similar interests so you would hang out sometimes.

Of course, you couldn't say no to Greg.

You two sat and watched whatever he wanted to watch. You told him that he could have whatever he wanted from the kitchen, it didn't matter. He immediately searched for ice cream, making you laugh.

Soon there was another knock on the door. This time you looked out the peep hole.

"It's Rodrick," you whispered to Greg.

"I'm not here!" He whispered back, running up the stairs.

You waited until he was all the way upstairs, before you opened the door, "Rodrick? Hey, what's up?"

He looked back at you with panicked eyes, "(Y/n), you gotta helped me."

You ushered him in, just as you had done with his younger brother not long ago, and you two sat down. "Of course, what is it?"

"Well I- me and Greg got into a fight I guess? I said some stuff I shouldn't have. I- Fuck, (Y/n), I messed up... I took it too far."

You gently put a hand on his knee, "Hey, relax. You're okay. What do you mean you took it too far?"

"I told him that... I said 'you might be my brother, but you'll never be my friend'. W-We got in trouble for something and I got mad at him. Obviously I don't mean it, i-it just kinda slipped out."

"Okay, well, we both how Greg is. I'm sure he'll understand if you just tell him and apologize. You two will be fine," you offered him a soft smile.

To your surprise, he shook his head.

"That's not what I need your help with."

"Oh," was all you could say.

"I went to check on him a while ago because he's never been in this much trouble, I wanted to make sure he was okay. Mom and Dad were already asleep. I- I went into his room and... and he was gone. (Y/n), I don't know what to do."

You pulled him into a hug, him quickly latching onto you. You gently ran your fingers through his hair. "It's okay Rodrick. I'll help you find him."

Of course, you knew where he was. But you wouldn't give away Greg's spot if he didn't want you too.

Rodrick looked up at you, "You will?"

"Of course, let me get a jacket and we'll go."

You went up the stairs and into your room, where Greg was sitting on your bed.

"Dude, he-"

"I heard all of it. I understand."

"Oh good," you said, waking to your closet to get a jacket, "So, do you forgive him?"

"Of course, he's my brother," The two of you smiled.

As you pulled on your jacket, you asked, "Well what do you wanna do? He's ready to go searching for you."

"Maybe you two can drive around for a while and come back, and i'll just be on the sidewalk around here? I don't know, I just don't him to get at you for lying." He suggested.

You thought about it, nodding.

"Okay... but be careful, alright? Stay in here for like 15 minutes, then you can go out."

You went back downstairs and grabbed your keys. Rodrick followed you out and into your car.

"He couldn't have gone far, right?" He asked, bouncing his knee up and down.

"Nah, i'm sure he stayed close. Lets just check the neighborhood, yeah?" You said.

You drove around, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the center console where Rodrick was holding it tightly.

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"H-he can't be gone. (Y/n), he can't!"

Of course, you haven't "found" Greg yet. Rodrick was freaking out.

You pulled over and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, his hand still in yours.

"Hey, Rod, it's okay. We'll find him, I promise."

Rodrick shook his head, his eyes becoming glossy. You felt bad for letting him believe Greg was really gone for so long, but you told Greg you'd stick with his plan. And you were true to your word.

"What if we don't?" His voice cracked.

"We will, I promise. But it's getting late and you should rest. We'll go looking for him first thing in the morning. I bet you he probably went to Rowley's house."

"Yeah... yeah, that makes sense," Rodrick nodded. "Thank you."

"You know I'd do anything for you. For Greg, too. I love that kid."

Rodrick smiled, hearing you speak so fondly of his younger brother. In that moment, he knew everything would work out.

You started driving back to the cul-de-sac you guys lived on. Rodrick leaned his head against the window and started to dose off, his hand still holding yours tightly.

Then you saw it. Greg walking on the sidewalk, just like he said he would.

"Rodrick! Dude!" You shook him awake.

"Huh? What?" He woke up, startled.

"Look!" You pointed over to Greg while pulling over.

Rodrick saw him and as soon as you stopped the car, he opened the door and stumbled out.

"Greg!" He called out to his younger brother.

Before Greg could even turn around, Rodrick had him engulfed in a hug. The display of affection obviously took Greg by surprised.

"Don't ever do that again," Rodrick paused, trying to come up with some sort of insult, "... dumbass."

"I won't, I promise."

You watched as the two brothers smiled at each other. A rare occurrence for sure, but a nice one.

Rodrick lightly pushed Greg towards the car and they both got in.

"Hey (Y/n)." Greg said from the back seat.

"Hey, kid, glad you're safe," You smiled back at him.

"Yeah."

"Had this guy close to bursting into tears," You snickered, gesturing towards Rodrick and trying to lighten the mood.

"Don't tell him that!" Rodrick mumbled as he nudged your arm. This only made you and Greg giggle more.

You saw a smile form on Rodrick's lips, despite him trying to hide it. Laughter was, indeed, contagious.

You poked his cheek, making him chuckle.

You started to drive towards the Heffley house, the mood in the car now light and playful. You pulled into their driveway and unlocked the doors.

"Go inside, twerp. I'll catch up." Rodrick said.

"Okay," Greg smiled, getting out and heading towards the door.

"(Y/n)... thank you." Rodrick said, his voice softer as he looked down at his shoes.

"For what?"

"I dunno, everything. I mean, who would get up in the middle of the night and help some loser look for their little brother?"

"Oh c'mon, Rodrick. I'd go to the ends of the earth for you or that kid. It's no big deal, really." You said.

"It is to me. Thank you," He finally looked up at you, and you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"Anytime."

"Can I- um... can I try something?" He asked. His eyes darted away from you for a split second.

"Well, uh, yeah. Sure." You said, curious to as what wants to do.

Suddenly, Rodrick put his hand on your cheek and leaned in. You felt his lips press against yours softly and closed your eyes. The kiss lasted only a little bit, but it felt much longer.

You couldn’t lie. It felt amazing. Kissing Rodrick just felt so... right. It’s like your lips were made for each other.

He pulled back a little and you smiled, laughing softly.

"Is- Is that a good thing?" He asked.

"I dunno, you tell me."

You leaned in and kissed him again. He was quick to kiss back. Eventually you leaned back.

"You should get inside," Another kiss, "Don't want you getting in more trouble."

Rodrick's usual confidence came back and he smirked, "If it's for you, it's worth it."

"Shut up!" You laughed.

He chuckled and pecked your cheek, before walking to the door.

As you pulled into your own driveway, you smiled.

Your relationship with Rodrick Heffley had changed tonight. But you know it had changed for the better.

[meltwonu]

✦ 👻  𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 SEASON 2 👻 ✦

↪ ✧ BEGIN AGAIN ✧

this chapter pairing; angel!joshua x succubus!reader

genre&warnings; [fallen]angel!joshua, succubus!reader, dom!joshua, angry fucking, dirty talk, degradation, name-calling, ‼️fucking in a church‼️, ‼️fisting‼️, PWP, ‼️insanely sacrilegious‼️.

notes; I … [hands over mouth like I’m shocked @ myself] it is what it is, ghouly-ghouls. ☠️ This is the most actual sacrilegious thing I'll probably ever write and again if this kind of thing bothers you, please please just skip this one!! 😭 I ain’t tryna get ppl complaining about the content of this one as if the warnings aren’t right there, okay kjfkdh Also, now I'm like damn Halloween is on a Sunday I should’ve saved this one for then to make it even more sinful but also I wanted MMS2 to go out with a bang which is why the last chapter is... also what it is 😈😮‍💨 I cannot believe there’s only two chapters left after this, where is my time going 😭���� But also thank you sooo so so so so so much for all of your support thus far with each chapter 🥺💕 I cant wait to do my inbox roundup at the end and chat with all the alt plots and ideas I had too! 🥰✨ Enjoy ch 11, have a lovely day and I’ll see you tomorrow! 🥸👻🎃

word count; ~2000

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - x - x

you be the moon, I'll be the earth.

and when we burst,

start over, oh, darling,

begin again,

begin again,

begin again.

“Why the long face, huh?”

You grin at Joshua’s back as he sits in one of the church pews - his eyes closed and hands folded neatly in his lap as you saunter up from behind.

“I don’t want to hear it.” He responds quietly; eyes fluttering open when he feels your aura starting to leak out into the church. “This… This is all your fault.”

“Me? That’s rich!” Your laugh reverberates in the empty church as you step into the pew right in front of Joshua - leaning over it as he furrows his brows at you. “It takes two to tango, baby. We both took a bite out of the forbidden fruit and now you’re paying the price. It’s as much of my fault as it is yours, Joshua~ You gave into the temptation, didn’t you?”

His hands ball up into fists in his lap at your words; frustrated despite how right you’d been.

There was only a matter of time before he found himself banished for his actions and he’d gone only three weeks before his time was up - the white angel wings ripped from him as he’d fallen.

“Shut up… Shut up!” He stands up in a hurry, flustered beyond words as you kneel on the pew in front of him.

“You should come join me~ Hell can be so fun, Joshua~ I can teach you so much and we’re quite friendly down there too~ We love to share~” You comment teasingly - hands running over the worn wood of the pews. “Although, my my, how rough you were fucking me last time. Hard to believe you were still an angel then with the way your cock was pounding my cunt so hard~ Making my toes curl when you came inside of me~”

“D-don’t speak like that in a church. It’s--It’s… i-improper.” He retorts.

“I’m surprised you still care. Don’t you feel so much better?” You smirk as he bites his bottom lip, “Now you can fuck me whenever you want and we don’t have to hide it~”

Joshua falls into silence as he mulls over your words - already giving into the temptation when he starts to feel his cock hardening in his neatly pressed slacks.

“Mm~ How about one time in the church, huh? Fuck me in the place you seem to still give a fuck about. Bend me over this pew right now and give it to me good~ Hah, or would you rather I get on my knees? Is that a familiar position for you, Joshua?”

“Shut up and spread your legs.”

The first time you’d tempted Joshua - he knew he shouldn’t have given in.

“Oh, mmnh! R-right there, Joshua! Fuck me harder~!”

Your red lips had eased into a sultry smirk as you toyed with the feathers of his angel wings out of curiosity and he had let you sink down onto your knees in front of him as you’d sucked him off - frustrated tears pooling in his eyes when he knew it’d been so inexcusable yet so sinfully pleasurable when he’d cum down your throat.

And the second time, it’d been all Joshua’s doing when he pushed you against the wall of an alleyway on earth; his moans and grunts muffled while he’d fucked you under the guise of night.

“You’re a filthy whore taking my cock like this in a church.” He grunts, “Bent over a pew with your cunt dripping everywhere and soaking my cock.”

“A-ah, mmh, you sound so h-hot talking like that~ Fuck, tell me more~ I bet your head is just, ngh, full of all the filthy shit you want to do to me, i-isn’t it?” And Joshua feels a weightlessness he’s never felt before as his lips ease into a small smirk of his own.

The desire to give into all the thoughts he forbade himself to think about finally coming to the surface as he thrusts into you harshly.

“I a-always stopped myself from thinking about the things you’d say in the heat of it all… But now I can indulge in it, too.” He whispers, “And I’m going to do every single one of those filthy little things to you. I’ll let you take your pick where we start because I’m sure you can take it all, can’t you, slut? You were made to sin - made to take cock all hours of the day. Made to take your pleasure from sex and sex alone, right?”

You laugh deliciously as you clench around his length; working your hips back to meet his punishing pace as you think it over.

“You know I like it so rough, Joshua~ But you did cum when I started talking about you fisting my tiny ‘lil cunt~ You wouldn’t stop thrusting into me until you came a second time too~ I couldn’t believe such a filthy thing got you so riled up~”

Joshua gulps harshly, hips stuttering momentarily before he growls and starts to double it instead.

“I’m going to cum inside you first. Then when you’re all slicked with my cum, I’ll slide my fist into that cunt of yours and get you to cum just like that. Pounding your fucking hole until you’re a crying mess underneath me.”

You mewl as you drink in his energy - thrice as powerful as a human’s as you feel your entire body buzzing with electricity.

“Oh, Joshua~ Mmnh, you’re so good at this~” You giggle, “I don’t think being an angel suited you very well~ You’re already so much filthier than most incubus with just your words~” His blunt fingernails dig into the skin of your waist as you laugh and the sound of skin slapping echoes in the church as he continues to fuck you.

“I learned it from you, slut. That filthy mouth of yours will land you in trouble one day, you know.”

You lick your lips in return as you stare off into the distance; eyes flitting over to the stained glass allowing some of the moonlight to peek through the coloured tiles.

“Will it? Do you think you’re punishing me right now?” You reply mockingly; eating up the way his sexual energy spikes as you egg him on. “This is barely scraping the surface of what we normally do, Joshua~”

He feels his cock start to throb as he lets out a breathy moan - ready to tip over the edge of an orgasm as your walls suck him in deeper.

“Mmnh, hurry up and cum inside me like how I know you want to… I wanna feel you fisting my cunt like you said you would~ I wanna see how good you can stretch my pussy out after you’ve already fucked it~”

Joshua repeats your words over and over in his head until his hips are stuttering; his cum filling you up as you mewl and let him ride out his pleasure.

And for once, he doesn’t hold back as he curses under his breath - head thrown back in absolute bliss as he unloads all of his cum inside of your tight heat without thinking of the repercussions.

I finally can do what I want, he mentally tells himself, I don’t have to be so proper anymore.

It takes a few tense, hazy minutes before Joshua is coming back down to earth but the second he catches his bearings, he’s pulling out of you in one fluid motion and roughly shoving your body as he maneuvers you onto your back on the pew.

“Hold your legs open because I won’t do it for you.” He mutters.

You smirk lazily as you part your legs for him and in the narrow walkway of the pew, Joshua makes do as he kicks the kneeler down and uses it to his advantage.

“Look at you… Letting my cum drip out onto the pew like a filthy slut. But don’t worry, I’ll put it right back where it belongs.”

Joshua brings his fingertips towards your entrance and scoops up the leaking cum before he’s pushing it back inside of you - repeating the process a few more times as you try to fuck yourself on his fingers.

“Hurry~ I wanna cum too, Joshua~”

He shoots you an annoyed look before he’s easing three fingers into your pussy at once - loud moans spilling from your lips from the stretch.

“You asked for it so you’ll take it.” He retorts.

“O-oh, mmnh, yes! Fuck, you know I--I can… Give me m-more! Fuck, make me cum!”

Joshua flicks his wrist as he pumps his digits into your pussy - only slowing down after a few minutes to add a fourth.

You feel your toes curl at the pleasure it brings and all Joshua can do is stare at you in awe at the way your pussy stretches around his fingers.

“Fuck… You’re taking in my fingers so well. I almost have my entire fist inside of your tight cunt and you’re barely flinching.”

You feel yourself starting to drool with each thrust of his fingers and when he pauses for the last time to add in his thumb - you let out a drawn out moan when he slowly eases in his entire fist.

“Mmngh… Oh f-fuck… Oh fuck, oh fuck…! It feels so g-good, Joshua~ I feel so full, ngh, I--fuck, I can feel you in my stomach… You’re inside me s-so deep…”

He gives you a moment to adjust but it doesn’t last long before he’s experimenting - alternating between wiggling his fingers and thrusting into you shallowly as your loud moans only get louder with each motion.

“Ngh, ‘m gonna cum… Fuck, I’m g-gonna cum, Joshua~ Do it h-harder!” You moan.

He smirks at you as he does exactly what you ask of him - his entire fist stretching you out as he thrusts it in hard enough to make your body jerk against the pew.

“Then cum, angel. I wanna see that pretty face of yours when you cum with my fist fucking your pussy. Stretching you out so good while my cum is forced out of you.” He scoffs, “You’re making such a mess on the pew, you know. I’ll have to make you clean it once we’re done.” Your back arches off of the wood as you feel your body start to go rigid - only a few more hard thrusts before you’re finally cumming and screaming Joshua’s name in the otherwise quiet church.

And Joshua watches with fascination as your walls flutter around his fist; cock twitching as he watches you take your pleasure.

“Oh, g-god, Joshua!”

“God, huh? Using his name in vain like this while I bring you pleasure with my fist in your cunt. So shameless, angel.”

You shoot him a lazy smirk as your eyes flash crimson - your energy levels skyrocketing as you hold his challenging stare.

“Your cock is already getting hard again, Joshua… How about I show you how much more shameless I can get~” You retort teasingly.

And Joshua, despite his earlier hesitation, fully gives in as he pulls his fist out of your pussy in a fluid motion as you whine loudly from the emptiness.

He peers down at his hand covered in your wetness and his cum as he licks his lips.

“Show me how much filthier you can get so I can punish you appropriately, angel.”