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Could I request Percival Graves falling for a thief he tracking?

Percival knows he has no right to feel that way. He is a man on a job. A job to capture you and put you away.

How hard could that possibly be for a man of his reputation?

Apparently very difficult.

The first time you both crossed paths, he thought nothing of it. He was there to put a stop to your thieving days, but you got away. You slipped right through their fingers. At first he was angry. He was sure there must have been something they missed. You got away and he would have to hunt you down all over again.

The second time. He was just frustrated. You were no where to be seen by the time they showed up. You had got what you came for and disappeared into the night.

This went on for months.

There came a point where people were questioning if he was capable of catching you. You were terrorising the wizarding world with your disappearing tricks.

He did not falter, however.

Percival tried and tried again. He swore he would catch you if it was the last thing he ever did.

However, he didn't see you coming.

"You know, you make this far too easy." He heard in his ear.

He spun on his heel, but saw no one.

"Looking for me?"

He turns again, seeing you leaning against the wall opposite him. He raises his wand at you as he glances around, trying to work out how you move so quickly.

"Do you ever take time off? I feel as if you're always chasing me around the city."

"You're a menace." He says, meeting your gaze.

"Yeah, but there are far worse wizards and witches in New York, Mr. Graves." You grin. "I'm the least of your worries."

"You're taking too many risks. They might see."

"They don't. I'm careful." You push off the wall and approach him. "Are you concerned?"

"Yes. I can't have you running around the city stealing from the No Maj."

"They have some cool trinkets, want to see?" You smile.

"Are you listening to me?" He raises his wand a little higher.

"Yes, you have a voice I could listen to all day. Shame the topic is so dull." You sigh. "Why are you wasting your time with me?"

"Good question. I wouldn't be if we had caught you already."

"Is that all?"

He furrows his brow as he looks at you, unsure what you mean by that. Your grin is sly and cunning, your eyes sparkle in the low light of the street. There's something on your mind.

He could almost swear his heart skipped a beat.

"What are you getting at?"

"You came here alone. Normally you have a whole bunch of Aurors with you. I think this is personal now." You take a few slow steps toward him, he doesn't back down.

You smirk as you raise your hand to his and place it on top, slowly lowering his wand. His eyes never leave your face as you close the space between you both.

"I think you like the chase, Percival." You draw the syllables of his name. "Want to know a secret?"

He says nothing, just stands there as you lean in close to his ear.

"I do to."

Within the blink of an eye you're gone. Percival is left standing in that same spot, suddenly remembering to breathe. He blinked as he looked around him, confirming you were gone.

He sighs.

You escaped once again.

He smiles softly into the night. Perhaps you were right. Perhaps he didn't want to catch you, perhaps he just liked chasing you.

Perhaps, one day, you'll come to him again and he can work something out with you.

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☆•°▪︎••○°¤°•▪︎°°•°•☆

New Book Idea:

ㅡ Lana Coded.

TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE AND OLIVIA REMMINGTON

FINESSE

ON WATTPAD: LEVISBUTTCHEECKS

Releases: July 4th 2023

I. Trash Magic

II. West Coast

III. Stargirl Interlude

Tom Riddle

has an enemy, her name is Olivia Remmington and she hates Riddle, very very much. Every chance she gets is to seek his suffering. She wants to destroy him yet, when the time comes too - She is frozen. Stuck, afraid to move her heart is holding her back from doing what she is destined. Unfortunately it costs her. She loved Riddle dearly, she became infatuated since she first met him during her First Year at Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore finds that she is smitten for him.

The two are neck and neck in any and everything - Olivia and Tom grow to be nemesis. Any chance they get is an argue or a tension of emotions.

Students fear him, while others come to her. She is the better half of him, and vice versa. Her heart swells at him. Completely starstruck by him.

- He cannot fulfill her desire of her being with him - Instead he hates her deeply, quickly searching to find the right words, he cannot. He doesn't love her but wants her, he needs her badly.

She doesn't understand the quick glances he shares to her. Not knowing the naughty thoughts he has about the girl. She walks by him, she's a lie to lush quickly scammering to him. She's addicted to his love. The way he loves. She loves him deeply.

MENTIONS

Black Women/White Man

Smut

Hogwarts

Chamber Of Secrets

Enemies to Lovers

Language

Manipulation

Killing (Avada Kedavra)

Angst

Slow burn

Cigarette Burns

Jazz Playlist with Lana

Distress

Stressful subjects

Toxic Personality

Narcissistic Personality Disorder

Tom Riddle

Lana Del Rey Coded

Black OC

They casually fight a lot and it's very tense when they do. Some descriptive mentions of intercourse and very very (yk) thoughts (Mostly Tom)

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I MADE A FANFIC FOR MIGUEL O'HARA ON WATTPAD CALLED

It's number one on miguelo'hara hastag so yall dont really have to like copy and paste the funny font

RED WINE? ㅡ ✮

MY WATTPAD IS LEVISBUTTCHEECKS

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Thank you guys so much!!

HOLY SHAMOLY BRO LIKE THANK YOU GUYS! Thank you for liking my LES book (Banda Sunato fanfiction) It was such a hassle writing this and coming up with a plot in the midst of having an idea. So many edits and drafts to get it to where it is now and I thank you all so much for enjoying it as much as I did.

PLEASE Let me know if you would like their to be a part 2 or another fan fiction on my wattpad account of this full story!

Thank you so much again!!

💕

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These Banda stories are getting good

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Follow me on AO3: PL4NETARIUM

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚/𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐘𝐚𝐛𝐚 - 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝟏𝟐𝟑𝟖

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You met two interesting men during the Jack of Hearts game and, since then, you three decided to stay together and to become more closer.

It wasn’t difficult to remember who had the idea to partecipate to another game a bit after the Jack of Hearts. You started to insist, like a spoiled child, that you wanted to have a little bit of fun - like if what happened to Matsushita wasn’t enough. Your complaints weren’t a problem though; Banda found you particulary adorable and pathetic, begging him to the point of tugging at his shirt sleeve. He would have lied if he didn’t want to see you crying to catch his attentions. On the other hand, Yaba was colder and difficult to convince too. You started to walk around him and repeat little “please” all over, but you cute sweet eyes didn’t help either. He simply looked at you and said “you have to wait” – and your reaction was simply puffing away with an angry look, which made him smile a little bit. How cute you were. The way you three paired up was really peculiar. The first rounds you simply looked at them, but too shy to interact and too insecure about the thought of them helping you. They were already paired up and, for this reason, you knew it was already a lost cause. Even if, at the end, you were wrong.

The first one who spoke to you was Banda. You were trying to reach a packet of cookies, but they were too high for you. Standing on your tiptoes was a failure – but lucky you, a hand grabbed those delicious cookies just to give them to you. When you turned around to face the kind stranger, you felt your entire body freezing up. Banda was looking down at you with his usual little smile, with his eyes devouring you and every your movements. He didn’t think twice to lean down and to whisper something into your ear.

“You shouldn’t play game like this all alone.”

You could swear that his lips touched your neck, your body from freezing melted entirely.

“You’re right…”

“But?” His face was close to yours, both your and his breath were becoming one thing. You tried with all your strenght to mantain the eye contact but you couldn’t. A part of you wanted to keep looking at his dark eyes, to expose yourself and reveal all your weaknesses – but it was too soon; you didn’t mind feeling vulnerable, but it was different in this case. Banda was enjoying himself to make you feel like your head was about to blow up because of the confusion. Oh, how much he wanted to mind-fuck even worse.

“You were already paired up, so…” for a moment you felt a knot in your throat, almost if you shouldn’t have continued the conversation, “I…I found another person to pair up with.” He simply smiled at you and left you alone with your cookies. Only before stepping out of the door, he turned around to look at you and say, “I’ll help you.” You didn’t know what to feel in that moment, it was everything so strange – you didn’t want to lie to yourself about the fact that you were happy, somehow. You had the help of one of the two person you were interested in. Of course, it was too early to trust Banda, but you had nothing to lose. The burning sensation in your belly started to grow at the thought of being submitted to Banda. You shaked your head as if you wanted to remove those thoughts; you felt dirty for it.

The game kept going and so the people who died. During all these rounds you also found yourself helping, and being helped, by a blonde guy with a hoodie. In a way you felt “safe” to play, even if nobody knew who the Jack of Heart was. You had few ideas, but you preferred to not speak about those for…some reasons. It was almost at the end of the day that Yaba decided to interact with you. You were alone, leaning against a wall, swimming in your head of thoughts.

“You are more interesting than her.” When you looked up to see who spoke to you, you were surprised. The freezing sensation coming back to your body, almost missing it. Yaba was next to you, leaning against the wall and with his hands in his pocket. He was alone too. At the first, you didn’t recall who he referred when he said “than her”.

“What do you mean?”

He kept looking at you with cold eyes, until his sight were on board that showed who was still alive. Finally you understood what he meant. Strange that he didn’t have the silent and shy woman following him – they were completely inseparable.

“What I said, you are more intersting than her.” It seemed like he didn’t care if the woman could come back and listen what he was about to say, “I also think she’s hiding something from me.”

You were shocked at the statement. Was it possible that she was the Jack of Hearts? But it was impossible considering that she was all the time with Yaba.

“I can help you with your suit,” you didn’t think twice to help him, “just to make sure she isn’t lying to you.”

He smiled at you, like if you just said what he wanted to hear, “not only interesting but sweet too.”

The burning sensation was also coming back to your body. You didn’t know what was happening to you and to your body, but you couldn’t control its strength. After telling him his suit, and Yaba doing the same for you, he left you to reach the other woman – the one he discovered that at the end lied to him. She tried to act the same, all sweet and submissive, but Yaba went colder and her eyes started to panic. She looked at you, like if she knew you both talked in her assence. You broke that contact just to find Banda intensely staring at you. You didn’t know what to expect at the end of that game – you were only hoping that they didn’t think you were the mastermind of all of it.

The cold of the cell made your body feeling stiff. You didn’t felt scared of telling your suit, but you were simply getting tired of it. Not even taking in consideration that what happened between Banda and Yaba made things even more complex (but interesting). “Heart.” You said, hoping that the end was finally coming over. There was only silence, until it was broken by the sound of a collar exploding. You were about to open the door and see who it was, but the laughing of Matsushita stopped you. You decided to see what was happening, only to see Enji getting surrounded by Yaba and Banda. So it was him the Jack of Hearts. You didn’t want to see him getting killed by the two of them, his screamings were enough for you to bear. For some reasons, though, you decided to wait in your cell. Only after a while the two men approached your cell, looking in for you.

“Come with us.” Yaba said only to proceed to walk in the direction of the exit of the prison. Banda grabbed your hand, gently, and walked with you outside where Yaba was waiting for you both.

It was since then that the “trio” was always together, even in the most intimate moments.

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I dont know who to be jealous of

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— ❝lee hyuk with an s/o who's infected❞

request: hey! can i requeat an imagine where the reader (who was already infected) dies in eun-hyuk's arms? thanks!

— sweet home ⋆ lee hyuk x gn! infected! reader — genre: angst, romantic ⋆ word count, 250

— warnings: major character death, mentions of suicide

— author's notes: yall sure do love your sweet home angst T-T

⤳ when the rest of the group discovered that you were infected they wanted to kick you out, but eun hyuk protected you like the king he is. he believed that you were strong enough to fight back, but he was wrong in your case.

⤳ you didn't want to lose your life to your own hand or to the monsterization, so you decided to just get killed by a monster. next time you woke up, you were in the arms of your lover and you felt throbbing pain in multiple places. you were soon to die from blood loss.

⤳ eun hyuk isn't crying, he doesn't feel like he could with his unofficial leadership role in role. he didn't want any of them to think he was weak, they were already questioning his authority with his young age. but he felt so heartless when he didn't shed in tears with his dying lover in his arms.

⤳ you already knew what he was thinking, you just knew him so well. you had to weakly assure him that everything would be alright.

⤳ it was very much not alright

⤳ you would chuckle and he would scold you to hold still since you were losing even more blood but you would tell him to chill out since you didn't want to see him upset in your last moments.

⤳ he would smile for you as your eyes drift shut, but he feels like he'll never smile again after you leave.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. ˚ഒ [ just memories. ] ㅤஐ :: ‧₊˚ ㅤㅤ00:11 .ㅤ✧.˚ ⁺ ㅤтытакая . ﾟ｡ㅤㅤ ㅤ ̇☆｡ﾟﾉ .°ㅤㅤ☆· ̟ . . . ㅤㅤ꒰ ㅤ♡̷ я люблю тебя, малыш. ˚ ⁺ ｡ﾟ‧ ꒱ .ﾟ тебе это нравится? ˚ ࣪. 𓂂 ☆ ‧₊˚ ㅤㅤㅤㅤты моя . / ✧ ‧ .˚ㅤㅤㅤ...

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LESㅡchildishgambino'

Banda Sunato x Fem reader

¹Warnings: Little bit of smegsy time👾, swearing, tiny degradation, a bit angst, banda himself, violent sociopathic behavior, kinky banda? manipulator

☆ enjoy

Summary: Banda met you in the real world. In Borderland you meet him again during a game involving honest and have a little "chitㅡchat."

My very first ever ff on tumblr:)

The amount of walking beyond the walls of borderland was outrageous. Most people could have dropped dead literally or just kept on going and adjusting to this normal life within Borderland. While remembering the past life before.

Before arriving into this game your life was such a disaster,

young and married to a man who's life interested too much into stocks, he practically fell in love with money right before you.

24 hour's before you're wedding you had all the time during the prior months to plan out the guest list, but a certiant name that appeared caused you to lift a brow.

You're husband standing at your side from behind, leans to look at the list of guest. Husband chuckling behind you as he walked away, hands in his pocket reminiscing of him and the person you became puzzled on.

"Banda Sunato." You whispered to yourself, his name came out so smoothly from your voice,

Your husband has never mentioned that name before, ever.

it was as if you knew of the person so well to speak casually about them in any kind of environment. How devastating it was during the reception party.

Friends gathered to watch the first newlyweds have a dance but a certiant someone popped up that caught your eye quickly.

He had black dark hair, grayish black eyes and a curious smug. He wore black trousers a white blouse, tie half down and black blazer. You still held a smile as your face became confused, the room was crowded but even a ghost can tell when something appears so quickly...

Returning your attention back to your husband who wonders why your face is contorted and concerned.

It's like you had been possessed and captivated by something out in the crowd.

If you weren't getting married. Boy, would you be quick to talk to this person.

The dance was finally over as everyone had applauded you and your love, holding hand in hand as you waltzed away hurrying to sit down and comfort your feet from the heels you wore.

Over time the more you lived with your fresh husband, the more he became tied into his work. So much so that he would deposit money to an anonymous women. The marriage ended right after you found that out.

Walking in a quiet and rainy night, you turned a corner too see a man with his back facing you. Hands in his pocket, leaning back you could hear the slightest groaning from the stranger but didn't bother to ask.

Low and Behold he turned around rather quickly to reveal himself as that mesmerizing man from your wedding which was about 3 months ago 💀

He saw your shocked expression, mentally taking notes of how your face contorted. It's like their was a camera following you and taking pictures. So you had to keep that smile on your face as he just stared at you, a bit freaked out you planned on leaving until he began walking up to you, at a safe distance he stopped. You got a full look at him, he had beauty moles and a very sculptured face, his Adam's apple visible and his attraction was VERY VERY high.

He was tall, slim and held an umbrella and watched you; anticipating what you might say despite not wanting to say anything.

"Uh.. You must be Banda, am I correct?" He's taken a back but smiles at you and nods.

"Yes I am. You must be that guy's wife. Right?" He pauses letting out a shaky breath as he stares you directly in the eyes. You just nod at him and decide that you just might not end your night getting drunk but instead talking with this man. He confessed that he was infact going to talk to you're ex husband soon.

"Do you mind me walking with you?" His voice was calm as he let out a breathy laugh not taking his eyes off you.

You politely accept his offer as you both walk side by side.

For some strange reasons you felt very calm and comfortable being at his side,

forgetting he was a stranger and saw him more as a person.

You've never felt like that in a very long time.

"I have never met someone like you before, you seem really relaxed and all Sunato." He just looks down at you and agrees before beckoning and leaving, your heart flutterd as you both conversed he was more than a mystery present to you and you just wanted to see what was inside that brain of his.

He walked you to your house and held the door open for you,

swiftly turning around to face him again as you smiled softly and thanked him

but before you closed the door you felt a bit sad that you would not be speaking to him from that day onwards.

"Banda. If I'm not able to see you again can you come to my medical university, I study their on my free time since you know the accident that happened.." you say looking down as he just smiles at you. "What is the adress?" It's right near that popular university since I'm a med student." You tell him he just nods "Well than L/N Y/N, I hope to see you in the featured sometime. Nice meeting you." He says before walking off into the rainy night.

It would be a lie to say you forgot about him, every day working in the lab refrigerating soon to be used vaccinations, you couldn't stop thinking about him. Banda would be on your mind all the time from the day forward.

You haven't seen Banda ever since that day you met him at a bus stop and when he walked you home.

Remembering his kind eyes and kind smiles. Only to see him again on the News in Japan for taking someone's life.. It was reported in Shibuya district before hearing the sound of a firework and looking up.. Waking up in the borderlands with no recollection of your surroundings or where anyone in the world was. Meeting a group of three boys who coincidentally also took note of the missing people before meeting you in the infamous walk stops. You took a separate way from the gentleman as you couched to find him again. Defeating games and difficulty cards before finding the beach, playing the game and leaving as you watched it burn.

The King of Spades is where you ended up, back in Shibuya, an old Shibuya district cross walk that was now abandoned followed by vines and grass patches.

You made your way to the next game, a table filled with collars.

You placed the collar on your neck looking forward as you entered the prison.

Feelings of tension, anxiety and the fear of death linger in the ear.

The more you tried to compress and seal away how you actually felt made it harder to connect to these people.

The more people had came in the more feelings arose.

All of the people in the room had some kind of stories, probably it being their first game at all.

You looked around the room and spotted a familiar man. "Chisiyua?" You whispered as you walked up th him.

He recognized you from the University and the beach as he spotted you so easily in the crowd of people partying. You were the only smart one who was powerful enough to put people in their place just like you did before coming to the borderlands. He acknowledged your presence as he side eyed you and raised a brow, you kept talking slight the body language. "Seems like we are in a bit of a pickle. I guess this game is a trust game, these collars do seem like those explosive ones from the tag game." You say bringing a finger to your lip as you intrigued him with your observations. He just quietly listened as he observed the people he would be with until they die.

Your very first time working with a dead body ever was on one of Bandas victims, a female who had trauma related injuries suffering with drugs in her system and heavy bleeding with stab wounds on her abdomen and one huge slice on her throat. It was traumatizing to know that the man you wondered about every day had done this to a girl. He killed a girl.

Hw could have killed you, these thoughts brought you back to reality as Chisiyua snapped you back.

"Please don't die Y/N." Chishiya looked at you with deep concerned as he vented his worries for you.

You just looked at him and simply nodded at him, assuring him nothing would happen to you.

As you let out a breath you turn around to see someone approaching from the stairwell.

His gray eyes stare around the room before landing on you, you're eyes widen as you feel your heart began to beat faster. Eyes fluttering as you stare at the man across from you.

The board does confirm your thoughts, he came back.

Banda appeared alive, well and maybe delusional but well. God you missed him so much, relived he was alive you rushed over to him.

He looks down at you as your at his side once again, a smug looks with shock setting his face as you carefully take details of his face.

You felt happy at him but that happy smile on your face soon turned sour as he began speaking. "What do you want?" He asks bluntly. Taking you a back.

Did he not remember you?

Was he mad at you?

You couldn't understand why he was acting this way. "Do you remember me.." You said hoping he did in fact remember you. "If this is your way of suddenly befriended someone or trying to get me to be your partner, I'm declining." He says with an annoyed tone. Staring you down to your core. It made you shiver, you felt confused as you walked away. He continued staring at you for a bit until you fully left his vision.

The first round had passed as a man in a suit told you your card. You made your way to the cafeteria and picked up a kind of fruit jelly before sitting down on the metal table and eating.

The insanity of being in here made you feel so overwhelmed, you hadn't done much but observe people and it was eating you alive. You wanted to leave this game and go back home, home to the real Banda not some maniac who was distant and uninterested in you.

You felt yourself tear up, your eyes becoming blurry and watery as you stared at the jelly. Remembering your life and your husband, the climax being Banda Sunato and his active stunt that happened previously.

Suddenly, a hand grasped your forearm and yanked you up, the place in the Cafeteria that you where sitting in was very dim and no one was down their except you. The figure gripped your arm before bringing their slim but large hand to your mouth, making you breath heavily out of your nose.

"Do not make a sound." Banda spoke in a hushed voice to your ear, it sounded more like a threat than an apology or demand.

He removed his hand from your mouth as you shakily let out a sigh, he did bring his hand to your waist and sat it their.

"What are you d-doing here..?" You said intimidated by him. Even though he was a serial killer, he was still a man who cared for you other than your husband who only rubbed your back and complimented you. Your wedding was the last time he ever kissed you.

He let out a sigh as he laughed turning you around to face him, your chest pressed up against his toned abs and stomach... and his hard member 😧

He let you stand their for awhile in that place making you comfortable in his warmth before finally telling you everything. Everything he wanted to say to you for the first time he met you at the wedding, he felt sorry for you because you where married to a monster.

"I still remember meeting you first the first time and you changed me completely. When I found out my best friend was getting married I pitted you. In fact I was so angry at him for marrying such an innocent kind and nice girl, and I wondered what that weight of knowing who hed spend his life with could have been, but then I met you at that bus stop during the night i was going to kill him and myself I met you. I went to sleep and I thought of you. You're the reason I stay up at night.." Whispering the last part to himself as you become flusterd by his words.

Choking on what to say you just stare at him a lip trembling.

He stares somberat you then smiles, "You're so fucking beautiful.." He whispered and leans down to you.

"I just hate how much you deal with his bull shit and decide if today will be the day you leave him. But you stay with his fucked up self.. it huts so much to see you like that. It intrigues me yet, I know very well that you want me too. Y/N please tell me you want me as much as I do. See, I think I'm in love with you."

He pauses before recoiling and processing what he had just said before letting in a breath and speaking.

"Can I kiss you?"

In the moment you would have instantly been upset with him, angry at him for coming back to you all this time later. Saying nothing but sweet compliments while pitying you. You just hated how he never showed up to your University, you where planning to confess your feelings.

But here you are,

making out with him, you feel his hands roam up your shirt and touch you all over. He felt your boobs and played with them for a bit making you moan and feel hot as his touches become hotter and more hungry, he was aching to touch you. Every single part of you. "You're just so pretty.." He says before cupping his hands around your cheeks and engulfing you in a kiss, you kiss him back with more passion bringing your arms around his neck as he arches your back and pulls you into a cell.

His lips trace down your neck passing the collar as he kisses softly on you, making you whimper by his teasing as he goes slow. "I want this to be memorable for you." He says in a quiet yet calm voice. He bites down on the flesh of your boobs and whimpers making you a bit shocked but you don't dare say anything about it.

You couldn't help but let out a quiet gasp as he sucked on your sensitive skin. His lips grazing on to your collar bone.

His tounge sliding on the soft skin of your collar bone before humming into it making your legs twitch. You were so so vulnerable, submissive and sensitive infront of him he wanted to just get over with it and pull you down onto his cock. That came to a halt as you heard the voice of a robotic lady. Announcing that the game will began and all players must return to the main hall.

You looked up at him surprised as he backs away from you smirking at the hickies he had left and your swollen kissed lips. Along with your lewd unbuttoned shirt. Glancing shamelessly at your bra and boobs that have warm wet marks of his kisses. You quickly button your shirt back up and compose yourself as you see Chisiyua, he raises a brow at you as Banda follows from behind you.

Banda leans down and catches your attention. "I'm not finished yet. You little bitch." He says letting his lips graze on your earlobe and the shell of your ear before blowing some hot air. Goosebumps of sensation make way around your body as he places himself directly behind you and fumbles with the back of your shirt, letting his finger digits play with your spine and back, bring his hands to duck into your pants and panties waist line playing with your hip. You let in a sharp breath, feeling your legs become a bit wobbly you hold onto his arm for support before anxiously looking around the room making sure no one is watching. Until making eye contact with Chisiyua who stares amused at you, brow raised and dissatisfaction and visible uncomfortable stare realizing that something is going on between you and that Banda guy.

"Hey, once we get these collars straight do you want to fuck?" He says with a straight face but you are still staring ahead at the board explaning the rules yet nod.

(I spelled C name wrong like 4 times)

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HAPPY 10th ANNIVERSARY TO GRAVITY FALLS!

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Back in Oct. 2018, my project for inktober was at least one pic from every episode.  Because of the pace, there were restrictions; I did each on a post-it note, limited coloring, and chose things that would fit the square format and that I could get done in time (between working full-time and owl-banding most nights).  I always sort of wanted to redo a bunch of those; but really, what occasion would merit putting in THAT much time and effort for a project of that size?

Well, how about for the 10th anniversary of the premiere of Gravity Falls?

I’m not saying this was a *smart* project to tackle, but I thought it might be “easier” because I had first drafts of most of the pieces; I just wanted to redo them so they’d look better, with 4 more years of practice under my belt and a new move to digital art.  (Narrator: it was not really easier.)  Some I redid completely, or did new to create the full sets above.  Basically, once I’d hit on this idea, and decided to link it to the refrain of “How Far We’ve Come”, I was committed; there was no way I was going to *not* try to do it.

I know that “How Far We’ve Come” gets fanvidded for eight billion different shows.  But, the first time I heard the song was in one of the first Gravity Falls fanvids I ever watched (link  below), so it will always be a GF song for me.

Gravity Falls has meant a lot to me for the past 6 years that I’ve been active in the fandom.  I have no doubt it will always have a big place in my heart. I’m definitely not done with things I’d like to do for it.  I’m so glad to see people coming together to celebrate this big anniversary! 

ALSO: needless to say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Stan and Ford!

“How Far We’ve Come” by @findmeinthealps2 / @findmeinthealps

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This camera must work so so beautifully to make these warm pictures! I love the kind of nostalgia it gives off

Went for a late walk, it was so peacefully quiet, not a single sound, was nice! :)

35mm 1,4/f

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I'm planning on using this for a book 😌

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soul eater icons !!! art by thatskidding

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Thandie Newton in Mission: Impossible II (2000)