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#Mason week 24
wolfboy88 · 6 months
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Moodboard: Mason Hewitt as DC Comics Duke Thomas/The Signal
For @masonhewittappreciation week 2024 Day 7: Free Day
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sturnsmadl · 15 days
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mafia!matt headcannons!
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warnings!- mafia!matt duh, swearing, mentions of murder..kinda?, sex, kissing, overprotective!matt, dad!matt, fluff. light angst.
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mafia!matt who is your childhood bestfriend.
mafia!matt who is only soft for you.
mafia!matt who you know is still the boy he always was.
"we've both changed sweetheart."
"not really. your still the same cute kid you always were."
"dont think thats true."
mafia!matt who is out for revenge.
mafia!matt who is dangerous if he needs to be.
"and this guy literally slapped my ass-"
"you know where he lives?"
"matt its fine..god.."
mafia!matt who shouldn't be underestimated.
"where did mason go? haven't heard from him in ages."
"oh..umm..not sure."
mafia!matt who didn't plan on falling in love with you.
mafia!matt who your always bandaging up.
"fuck-"
"sorry. sorry. what did you even do to get nearly shot?"
"oh you know..just walking. people are crazy nowadays."
mafia!matt who can't be apart from you for long.
"finally. i hate leaving you here."
"you went to the bathroom matt."
mafia!matt who never lets you see his business.
"im going out for a while."
"im so bored. can i come?"
"absolutely not. im handling business."
mafia!matt who respects you even if you are a woman.
"how come you respect me? if the whole 'scary big guy' thing is to hate women?"
"its gross. i like women, think they're awesome."
mafia!matt who believes your the sweetest soul ever.
"i made you cookies while u were gone!"
"aww baby. thank you. your so cute."
mafia!matt who makes sure your protected 24/7.
"ive gotta go baby. gaurds will be outside all night alright?"
"gaurds..?"
"yeah. can't have you getting hurt."
mafia!matt who finds out you've always had a crush on him.
mafia!matt who makes sure everyone knows hes taken.
puts her hand on his bicep
"you're quite an attractive one huh?"
"mhm. my girlfriend who i love very much seems to think so too."
moves her hand off him
mafia!matt who moves very quickly.
"wanna marry me?"
"what?"
"just asking for future references."
"we- huh.."
mafia!matt who never stops until you're close to blacking out.
"too much! matt! wait-"
"whats the safe word huh? one more. come on last one."
"u said that- fuck!"
mafia!matt who knows hes the most powerful man you know
mafia!matt who makes sure you're always respected.
"move. fucking h-"
"say sorry or i swear i will-"
"matt! let him go."
mafia!matt who spoils you all the time.
mafia!matt who makes it his life goal to be a dad to your kids.
"do you think we'd make cute kids?"
"yeah..why..?"
mafia!matt who spends ages figuring out the perfect proposal.
mafia!matt who proposes at your childhood spot.
"will you marry me..?"
"omg! what?! yes! yes..omg.."
mafia!matt who only lets you see him cry when you tell him your pregnant.
mafia!matt who has certain people assigned to protect you.
"so this is pablo."
"uhh..whos that?"
"hes been your bodygaurd for while."
"i knew someone was following me.."
"me."
"yeah i gathered that pablo.."
mafia!matt who makes you get a checkup every other week.
"we went not that long ago. its gonna be the same shit!"
"not risking anything. get in the car."
mafia!matt who pays for everything for the baby and you.
mafia!matt who makes sure you have the best doctors for the birth.
mafia!matt who always want to be the one to feed the baby.
"so whos feeding the baby boy for the first ti-"
"me! me..please.."
mafia!matt who bounces the baby on his lap while doing work.
cooing
"shh..yeah.yeah sounds good. get that car there by 2."
mafia!matt who doesn't trust anyone with his baby.
"i can get a babysitter boss the-"
"nope. absolutely not."
mafia!matt who kisses you both goodbye when he leaves for business.
"kiss."
you kiss
"love you. and you, be good for your mum. cya baby."
"bye.."
mafia!matt who finds anybody that hurts you.
mafia!matt who only smiles when hes around you.
mafia!matt who needs updates every hour when hes gone.
"baby okay?" "you okay?" "need me to come home early?" "send me pic of baby so i know hes okay."
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a/n- i hate this but after this im probably gonna dissapear again :) i also just ordered a milkshake ya'll
taglist! @bellaonthelow @hrtsdollie @moonk1ss3d @sturnclouds @christophersgf @ellizzyy @fratbrochrisgf @phoenix062 @pixxiies @conspiracy-ash @blahbel668 @monroesturnns @gwennybenny @sturnobsessedwh0re @pixie-sticks-are-good @wurlibydominicfike @anitahunt @ilusa @mattstrombolii @stvrlighht @asherrisrandom @amelia-sturniolo3
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turcott3 · 6 months
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pls write more Jamie!!!!!
ask and you shall receive!!!!
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drinking game
jamie drysdale x fem! reader
warnings?: alcohol, smut, unprotected sex (🙅🏻‍♀️), oral fem receiving, fluff
(this is an older draft that i edited, apologies for any mistakes🙏🏻)
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as the sun began to set on the warm city of anaheim, the alcohol began to come out from the shadows, courtesy of none other than.... you guessed it! trevor zegras. he planned this gathering weeks ago in preparation for the start of the regular season. which of course jamie was elected to host.
"alright bitches let's get this damn show on the road." he says holding two packs of smirnoff ices mason just behind him with a 24 pack of twisted teas and a 12 pack of michelob ultra.
"this is all you got?" jamie asks, walking into the room.
"we still have a bunch of of shit from the last few weeks jimbo we're fine." he scoffs placing everything on the counter. jamie's dark damp hair falls over his face as he sets his phone down on the arm of the couch. he runs his fingers through his hair brushing it out of his face and joins everyone in the kitchen as you had already cracked open a few drinks. apparently a few sips was enough for you to find jamie's simple gestures insanely attractive.
"hey y/n, can you pass me a smirnoff?" jamie asks nodding to the pack of originals on the counter near me.
"yeah here." you say passing him one. he opens the bottle eagerly and downs it like water. apparently you were staring because you were snapped out of your thoughts when jamie said your name.
"i was staring wasn't i?" you ask, your cheeks burning red.
"yep, but i was gonna ask if you wanted to shot gun with me?" he asks holding up three twisted teas.
"oh yeah of course, why do you have three?" you ask.
"two for me because i'm trying to get sloshed." he smiles handing you one. you follow the pale canadian into the backyard anxiously.
"ok on my count." jamie says holding up his hand counting down on his fingers. once he hits 1 you crack open the cans and down the drink as quickly as possible. considering you don't drink too often, you were already pretty drunk.
"can you go grab us another ice?" jamie asks as he is about to down the second one.
"yeah of course." you say trying not to trip and face plant your way back into the house. you return with the drinks and he opens your bottle handing it to you before opening his.
"cheers m'lady" he smirks.
"cheers." he says as you both take a swig.
"hey guys, alex brought a drinking game kate made, wanna play?" mason asks sticking his head through the doorway.
"yeah we're coming." jamie says smiling and finishing his drink. you follow him back into the house and sit side by side around a large board on the living room floor. you sat and listened as kate and alex explained the rules, which were straight forward. roll the dice, move that many spaces and do what the square says. everyone picks a game piece and start. the first round was light only taking a few sips of drinks and a few shots of malibu. needless to say, you were incredibly drunk and probably obviously eye fucking jamie sitting right next to you.
"alright y/n you landed on dare. who do you want to give you the dare?" kate asks you.
"uhm.... trevor." you say not knowing what he was gonna say. he gives alex a smirk and then opens his mouth to speak, "i dare you, to kiss jamie for 30 seconds."
your eyes go wide.
“what?”
"don't 'what' me you've been eye fucking him for the last 10 minutes." he laughs. you look to your right where jamie sat, looking completely unbothered.
"fine." you say climbing lazily into his lap. you place both of your hands on his face and colliding your lips. his hands find there way to your waist as he deepens the kiss, his tongue swiping your bottom lip to open. immediately, you feel your panties soak with moisture. he pats your ass cheek to signal that your time was done. once you separate you take a second to look into his eyes and what you saw was not what you expected from him.
pure lust.
you climb off his lap back into my spot, sitting criss cross quickly and adjust the leggings you’re wearing.
"¡ honestly don't even know what to say." kate laughs and everyone joins. including you and jamie with hesitant laughs as our eyes lock again.
"ok anyways jamie, you got 4." she says and he moves his piece 4 spaces.
"take as many shots as rolled on the dice." he says aloud," how about chug for 5 seconds."
"sure." alex says. jamie grabs onto the neck of the malibu and takes a few decent gulps.
"fuck." he says feeling the effects. as the game continues, the tension between jamie and you had only grown. you’ve scooted closer together and his hand has found his way onto your leg.
"HA I WIN!" mason yells, downing the rest of his drink. everyone stands up to go your separate ways again.
jamie grabs onto your hand and guides you to the empty kitchen. he leans back onto the counter, pulling you with him by your hands. your hands find their way to his chest as you look up into his big blue eyes.
"you can't keep looking at me like that." he says smoothing his hands down your back and stopping on your ass.
"but maybe it's because i want something." you say basically pulling out the puppy dog eyes.
"y/n there's a bunch of people here." he says hesitantly lifting his hand off your ass and directing your gaze to the window.
"and you have a bedroom, with a door that locks." you say patting him on the chest. he sits and stares at you for another moment.
"my fucking god, how can i say no to you?" he says leaning down and connecting your lips again, this time more passionately, knowing that no one is around. after a few moments you hesitantly break the kiss.
"come on let's go hang out with them for a little bit." he says surprisingly.
"jamie please." you beg grabbing fist fulls of his shirt.
"y/n come on, we can go sit out with them while they drink more and then we can go up okay?" he asks brushing a strand up hair out of your face.
"but why can't we just go now?"
"would you just trust me for a second?" he says clearly having an alterier motive.
"okay." you say as he kisses you one more time before guiding you by the small of your back out to the fire pit. he sits down on the loveseat and you go to sit next to him, which he stops you and pulls you onto his lap and jumps into conversation casually. you stare at him like an alien for a moment while his hands so casually rested around your ass. you’re painfully aware of how close you are.
at this point you’re longing for him. you keep shifting on his lap trying to hide the horny bitch you were becoming, while hopefully torturing him in the process. his hands tighten their grip on you
. "go upstairs." he whispers in your ear.
"and say what to them?"
"just say you're going to the bathroom because you don't feel great or something. i'll be up there in five." he replies and you stand up.
"hey guys, i'm gonna head to the bathroom, i'm not feeling great. i may call it a night."
"aw but you're staying over right?" trevor asks.
"yeah yeah, just gonna go maybe take a cold shower or something." you say finally escaping and making your way up the stairs into jamie's room. knowing that jamie would soon be up there for you is already enough to leave your underwear dripping.
you sat anxiously on the bed, picking at your nails waiting for him to walk through the door. a few slow minutes go by and you finally hear the knob turn.
"sorry i kept you waiting love, i told them i was coming to check on you and they just kept trying to get me to stay."
"it's okay, you're here now," you say standing up and walking towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss.
"do you know how hard it was for me to control myself with you squirming like that, i could barely keep my dick in line." he says separating your lips.
"i'm sorry, i couldn't help myself. i wanted you so bad."
"now i know we're both drunk but are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks you keeping his hands placed gently on your sides.
"yes of course i do. drunk words are sober thoughts jamie. i've always had a little crush on you." you giggle pressing the side of your head to his chest and hugging onto him.
"come here." he says beckoning you over to the bed, pulling you on top of him as he laid on his back. he connects your lips hungrily as his tongue begs for entry, which is immediately given. you run your hands up his toned chest under his shirt, signaling for him to remove it which he quickly does. you break apart the kiss, sitting up and removing your shirt. he sits up to meet you and connecting your lips again as you feel the bulge in his pants push against you. he groans at the contact.
"fuck i need you jamie." you say growing hornier by the millisecond. hastily, you remove the rest of our outer layer leaving you both only in underwear. he stands looking at you for a few moments before walking over to you, touching your chests together. he runs his fingers gently down your sides, trailing goosebumps behind them.
"you're so gorgeous y/n." he whispers, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck.
"you're just teasing me at this point jam, please i want you."
"i'm being serious though angel." he says trailing kisses on your jawline.
"come on." you say pulling him by his waist to the bed.
"lay down." he says and you do so. he pulls you by my calves towards the edge of the bed and carefully removes your underwear.
"jamie what are you doing?"
"you've been so gorgeous tonight so i'm all about you." he says kissing your inner thighs leading closer and closer to your core. your breath hitches when his tongue makes immediate, intense contact with your clit making your eyes roll into the back of my head.
"fuck jamie." you moan out, tangling your fingers in his dark locks. his tongue moves in thorough circles before he slips two fingers in unexpectedly making the knot in your stomach tighten harder.
"oh my fucking god." you choke on my words. you knew you were closed based on the ever building ecstasy you felt in my body.
"i'm gonna, i'm-fuck." you say cumming way quicker than you originally expected. he stands up with a wide, lustful smirk on his face and you sit up bringing his face to your, not caring that he was just face deep in your pussy.
"i want you." you say grabbing onto his face as you break apart. you feel him unclasp your bra and you free yourself of it.
"have me." he says, backing away and removing his boxers, stroking his dick a few times. he pulls your legs apart and bends your knees close to your chest. he looks down lining himself up with your entrance and he begins to push in slowly.
"god fuck." you say gripping onto the sheets. you had fucked a few guys but no one near the size of jamie.
"do you want me all the way in or do you need a second?"
"all the way, just wait until i tell you to move."
"whatever you want baby." he says, pushing a significant amount of dick all the way into you.
"you're so big jamie." you say gritting my teeth. he leans over, placing his hands on either side of your head.
"we don't have to do this." he says.
"no no i want to, so bad." you say kissing him desperately again. once you feel comfortable with his size you nod signaling for him to move. he begins thrusting his hips slowly, completely filling you up with each push.
"you feel so good y/n." he says huffing between words. you place your hands on his back as he begins to pick up his speed very slowly. never once had a man ever made you feel the way jamie is making you feel. the euphoric feelings you were experiencing was almost over stimulating. by the time he reaches a quick pace, your nails are digging into his back.
"so so good for me baby." he says continuing his pace yet kissing you so lovingly.
"oh my god jamie i'm close." your voice comes out in a whisper close to his ear.
"yeah that's my girl right there." he says, somehow deepening his thrusts sending your eyes shooting into the back of my head. your walls begin to clench around him knowing you would be reaching your second climax very soon.
"oh fuck fuck." you say finally releasing the built up pressure in my abdomen.
"i'm almost there." he says fucking you right through my orgasm, moments later feeling his warm seed spilling into you.
"fuck oh my god." you say as he lays down on your chest, staying inside of you. he kisses up your chest up to your lips leaving a smile on your face. he pulls out and grabs all of your clothes off the floor, tossing them into his hamper.
"let me get you cleaned up and grab you some clean clothes." he says kissing you on the cheek before going into his bathroom to soak a rag with warm water to wipe you clean.
you lean up to go dig into your bag that was coincidentally already in his room and he stops you.
"no stay there, ill get it." he says digging into your bag, grabbing only your spare underwear before digging into his drawers for a pair of his boxers and a t-shirt. he hands them to you one by one as you put them on.
"so beautiful." he says, sounding completely sober, knowing he's not. you blush at his words, still buzzing from the alcohol.
"what are you gonna tell everyone?" you ask getting under his covers.
"i'm gonna go tell them you were sick so i helped you shower and put you in bed so im gonna stay in here with you."
"oh, okay." you smile not expecting him to want to stay up here with you.
"i'll be right back okay? get comfortable." he says shutting the door behind him. a few short minutes later he returns to his room smiling.
"you didn't tell anyone did you?"
"no no don't worry. they think it's sweet that i want to help you."
"well you didn't help me in the way they think." you wink at him and he laughs, joining you in bed. he pulls you over to lay on his chest as you sat in silence for a few moments.
"so what now?" you ask quietly.
"what do you mean?"
"is this just a fuck and done thing or like what's next?" you repeat.
"y/n, i like you. my feelings for you have grown by miles tonight." he says rubbing his hand up and down your back underneath the shirt. all you can do is lean up and smile at him.
"you like me?" you giggle.
"yeah i do." he smiles back.
"prove it." you say with a fake attitude. he gently pulls you by your chin and kisses you deeply.
"was that enough proof for you?" he laughs.
"i think so." you blush, "i like you a lot too by the way."
"prove it." he says mocking you and you roll my eyes, locking your lips with his, your hand placed delicately on his cheek.
"was that enough proof for you?" you reply mocking him this time nuzzling your head into his neck.
"¡ would say yes." he replies holding you closer as you drift off into a peaceful sleep together for the first time.
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holy-puckslibrary · 8 months
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━ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠.
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pairing(s) — TREVOR ZEGRAS x f!reader (established); JAMIE DRYSDALE x reader; MASON MCTAVISH x reader; trevor x jamie x mason wc — 2.2k synopsis — what better gift on your friends to bestow than the gift that keeps on giving?
note — happy valentine's day, my lovelies!! as my gift to you, i've decided to release whatever the hell this is from the archive <3 i randomly dropped this on patreon post-ficmas '24 because, per usual, i was possessed by the ghost of perpetual horniness! we know it'll happen again, so just know i am totally down to write a follow-up if there's any interest teehee! oh, and to the anons who requested some jd + tz content after the trade (rip), i hope this satisfies the craving!! (and you don't mind masey being thrown in the mix)
and with that... i’ll see myself out 🚶‍♀️
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specific content warnings under the cut.
cw — everyone’s a lil bi because why not, trevor is boyfriend of the year, mason and jamie bickering over whose turn it is to munch, tz + reader are switchy and mason + jamie are bratty and subby, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), accidental edging, trevor being a cocky menace and stirring the pot, and a wee bit of a cliff-hanger bc i'm incapable of controlling myself :-) oh, and the current pet name fixation of the week! + trevor calling himself daddy (once) while being condescending to all parties lolz
“—stop getting in my way.”
"or what?"
silence.
then, an exasperated groan.
“i wouldn’t need to be in the way if you were doing it right.”
the long, drawn-out sigh you hear sounds far away, like an echo from somewhere out in the distance, but you know it's coming from behind you—directly behind you.
your boyfriend abandons the soft curves of your chest, which you vehemently protest with a petulant mewl, to massage the tension building between his eyes; if he’d known this would turn into such a headache, he never would’ve suggested this.
“clock’s running, boys. if you wanna waste your very limited time between my girl’s pretty legs bickering with each other, be my guest.”
jamie and mason exchange a glare, united in their distaste for their friend’s tone and attitude in spite of their sudden animosity toward one another.
a pretty girl could do that to a friend group.
only, you haven’t come between the trio in the way one might assume. you might’ve been the catalyst in jamie and mason’s current strife, sure, but that's where your meddling begins and ends. no, you’ve come between them in more of a physical sense, at the behest of your boyfriend and their best friend.
trevor zegras veered toward possessive—territorial, even—most days, but, tonight, he’s feeling strangely generous. it is the season of giving, after all. however, his kindness hardly felt like a gift anymore. the gesture lost its luster soon after the silky ribbon was untied and discarded... and the bitching began. charity work would be a more apt descriptor, in his humble opinion.
he’s expecting an edible arrangement from the ladies of orange county in the near future.
but if anyone deserves some compensation, it's most definitely you, and trevor has just the shiny something in mind. what was originally intended to be the crown jewel of your holiday gifts will now function as a “thank you letting my friends use you as a practice dummy” token of appreciation.
“guess we also need to teach you to share,” you huff, exhausted from the accidental edging and frustrated by trevor's shifted attention.
the worst part is that you don’t think they’re perceptive enough (or have enough experience with a woman’s body, even) to see the agony, the by-product of their inadvertent torture, smeared plainly across your dazed and dewy face. your boyfriend's best friends have unintentionally dragged you to the brink of insanity, and you're reluctantly hanging on by a fragile thread.
said boyfriend's lips caress your temple. “can’t say i blame them. with you freshly unwrapped—just out of the box—and all... i wouldn't know how to share you, either.”
eager is a nice way of putting the boys' behavior thus far, but selfish is a more befitting adjective for their uncoordinated fervor.
two interesting things to note since you were spread wide—presented—to your boyfriend’s closest friends and collegues. the first being that while jamie is enthralled by the way you clench around his lithe fingers, mason favors his mouth; and second, trevor’s harder than a rock from showering his friends with the same domineering aura usually reserved for you in the privacy of your shared bedroom.
(or, the backseat of his car. the abandoned lifeguard tower beside the pier and, on occasion, the recently refurbished dressing room.)
mason also enjoys spitting on your sensitive bits more than he’s comfortable with, the apprehension bright in his eyes. but, watching the run-off of his saliva and your syrupy arousal drip onto jamie’s fingers before both are shoved into your heat is too distracting to pay any mind to the internal chaos of unearthing a new and unforeseen kink.
what jamie lacks in skill and experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. for all his bashfulness, jamie drysdale is not shy about finger-fucking.
momentarily sat on his haunches, mason watches with feverish intent as his friend curls your toes with the simple curl of his marriage and middle, his pinky and pointer fingers splayed wide to keep his eye on the prize, sight unimpeded by plush, silky distractions.
no bells and whistles, just diligence.
soon, watching ceases to satiate the burly man and mason slips his own thumb into the mix. with his lips or his tongue—or his fingers, it now seems—mason mctavish is obsessed with your clit.
trevor shoots him a knowing wink; that's his favorite part, too. never do you make prettier sounds than when you’re having that special, highly-responsive bundle tended to. fingers, tongue, trevor's thigh... it doesn't matter, you fall apart all the same.
mason nudges jamie to one side and, much to your surprise, he goes without a fight this time, still stroking you closer and closer to the summit.
with his greater access, mason leans down. his nose splits duties with his thumb as he places wet, open-mouth kisses on your inner thighs, mons pubis, and, finally, the coveted pearl throbbing for affection. his mouth wraps around the little bud before pausing. he looks up for approval.
from trevor.
with the dip of his chin and a peck to your balmy cheek, your boyfriend encourages his best friend to suck on his girlfriend's clit.
mason needs no further coaxing. he alternates between suction and kitten-licks; his tongue was beginning to feel left out. all the while, jamie’s devoted fingers keep you pleasantly teetering on the end.
it's amazing the difference time and a little scolding can make.
“i think you’re enjoying this a little too much, bunny.”
“—m’sorry,” you whimper.
his warm, familiar chuckle fills your ear as he strokes your cheek. “i’m only teasing. you know how much i love watching you get all worked up. and, this way, i get to sit back and enjoy the view while they do all the dirty work.”
your eyes roll back, and his amusement grows louder.
“maybe, we’ll do this again? i wonder how fast they could get you off when they already know how the tricks.”
a raw, guttural sound claws past your lips.
trevor growls into your neck between love-bites. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you, greedy girl? is my mouth not enough for you—y’need my friends’ too? such a slutty little bunny i have..."
"no—only want y-you."
it comes out in a few, demure hiccups, the clarity of your protest impeded by those and the frantic shaking of your head.
your boyfriend can't help but twist your mind when you're like this, too weak and preoccupied by pleasure to give him any lip. his brat's gone sweet, fully subdued. and now he can have a little fun.
“—i know, i know. no need to get all worked up over nothing, silly girl. but it wouldn't matter much if you did, though, right?" the hand cradling your chin moves your head in agreement; he knows you're too far gone—too fucked out, to function. "no, it wouldn't because daddy doesn't share his toys. he needs you all to himself."
in this moment, you aren't sure if trevor loves or loathes you.
“lost your voice, bunny? you’re strangely quiet for a slut i know is close. i can hear it, and i know you can too. we all know you're fucking soaked. go on, don't be shy. i think their good behavior has earned them some praise, hm? doin' so good at following my directions—almost as obedient as you are, pretty thing. be sweet, then you can cum all you want."
his words, coupled with the overstimulation between your bent and parted knees, send your brain down a cloudy, all-consuming spiral. too overwhelmed by the boys kneeling at your altar, you can hardly string together cohesive thoughts, let alone speak adequate praise for their efforts.
...as if trevor expected anything out of your mouth other than garbled, pathetic mumbling anyway.
not to mention, jamie found the spot that makes you see stars on the ceiling as his best friend was busy whispering filth into your ear, and he's been bullying it with his deft fingers—three of them now, buried down to the knuckle. he gives it a short, purposeful rub just to show off his treasure.
you shriek and buck your hips into mason's waiting mouth. as his head dips back down to nestle against you, the angle of jamie's fingers changes and your vision blurs just a tad.
trevor's amusement thunders in your ears as he keeps you from shying away from the new sensation, an arm looped around your waist keeping you tight to his bare chest. and good thing, too, seeing as mason's tongue slips in between jamie's fingers not a second later.
they're right and truly pleasuring you now, and you can't wait a second more.
you surrender.
and, as promised, you show them what real moans sound like from a woman—not that fake shit they subject you and trevor to through the walls on a semi-regular basis.
the sounds of you ripping at the seams spur them on, and it's starting to get difficult to discern who's to blame for the puddle beneath you. this are sloppier and more obscene than ever, and you're loving every single second of it, you almost feel like this is your gift and not theirs.
—which is why you nearly write it off as a trick of a pleasure-drunk mind.
you feel it against your sopping, swollen folds before they notice it themselves; in electing to run their tongues up and down the same path at the same time, their mouths mingled along the way—and continue to do so. the delicious, foreign sensation of their mouths tangled in a clandestine dance buys your silence. and easily.
sooner or later, they’d realize and your fun would mostly likely cease—they've never given any indication of feeling either way—and you weren’t about to speed the process along, especially not when you have the pearly gates in sight.
trevor's won't call attention to it either because he's enjoying it as much as you are. maybe more. he's twitching like crazy against the small of your back, and each time jamie and mason convene between your knees, his hips shamelessly rut into you softness like a feral dog.
he nudges you, warm lips against your cheek. "look."
giving your head a downward tilt, his firm hand directs your attention to the object of his—your boyfriend isn't the only one seeking respite by way of aimless grinding.
mason and jamie have their hips flush to your bed, their burning, sweat-stained cheeks glued to your inner thighs, one slightly scratchier than the other—the best of both worlds. their eyes are nearly black with lust. their frantic movements are more pleasure-seeking than precise, driving into the wrinkled sheets with just one thing in mind.
you've never seen anything quite like it before, and your body reacts in kind.
naturally, trevor sees the signs before anyone. he knows your body best, something he takes great pride in. you'd wager he knows more about what makes you tick than even you do. he's put in enough hours, that's for sure.
trevor doesn't bother disgusting the desire weighing on his voice, "beg."
your lips part as if on cue. your boyfriend (selfishly) indulges your pitiful little whines and repetitive pleas—he'll never pass up an opportunity to rub his handiwork in envious faces—but, eventually, he cuts you off before you get too far into the bit.
"—not you, silly bunny. them."
aghast, mason rips his mouth away and you whine at the sudden loss. jamie strokes your walls sympathetically.
"you're joking."
"does it sound like i'm joking, mctavish? you're lucky i'm even letting you see her like this, let alone touch what's mine, and it's a fucking privilege to watch her cum. convince me that you've earned it."
you weren't expecting to find it so erotic, the power trevor wields over them. you're no stranger to his persuasive prowess; his commands alone were enough to get you off some nights. but this is different, and markedly so.
watching him command his best friends—his friends, reducing them to docile creatures eager to eat from the palm of his hand with words alone, is what tips you over the edge.
their persistent chorus of compliance is swallowed entirely by your wanton cunt, but that was by design.
trevor always knows what you need.
when the dam in your abdomen fractures alongside your voice, he holds your wrists tight to his bare thighs, preventing you from grounding yourself in either of his friends' messy mops or finding purchase anywhere on his body. he can't have you distracted. he needs you to enjoy every second of it. your full, undivided attention must be on the pampering you're receiving, and the tender care with which his friends provide it.
it's okay if you're too weak—of mind, body or both—to make that happen for yourself. your boyfriend is more than willing to pin you down as you ride out your first high of the night. happy to, really.
on the come down, jamie rubs light, lazy circles over your sore, swollen clit almost apologetically. mason laps up your release because it'd be a crime to waste a drop—trevor made that abundantly clear earlier in the night. once he's drunk you dry, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
"i think i could, um, use a bit more practice?" he announces bashfully—as if he didn't just make you squirt into his mouth.
jamie perks up at his side, fingers and lips still shiny. he's savoring the fruit of their labors like a precious delicacy, knowing it could be the last time he gets a taste. dark lashes shy and fluttering, his puppy-dog eyes blink up at you. "me too."
a wicked smirk forms on trevor's face; they see it, you hear it.
"gentlemen, how's your stroke game?"
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msmk11 · 2 months
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mk’s mad dash
All of August, one x reader fic a day.
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A/n: School is coming up faster than I'd like, so I want to do a little mini end of summer writing extravaganza before September hits. I'll be posting one short fic a day, and by the end of the month I will have at least one fic written for EVERY character I write for! Happy reading!
8/1 - Johanna Mason- ‘A Moment For Yourself’
You show Johanna a kindness she hasn’t felt in
weeks.
8/2- Tangerine- ‘Not a Lady’
Tangerine meets his match in cursing.
8/3- Natasha Romanoff- ‘A Way to Relax’
Natasha’s been stressed lately, so you come up
with a way to help her relax.
8/4- Remus Lupin- ‘Aftercare’
Aftercare with Remus.
8/5- Lucy Gray Baird- ‘Wrapped Up In a Bow’
You buy Lucy Gray a present.
8/6- Mary MacDonald- ‘Distraction’
You don’t want to watch a movie with Mary.
8/7- Fred Weasley- ‘Sixth Love Language’
You prank Fred for the first time.
8/8- Coriolanus Snow- ‘Maybe’
The death and birth of hope.
8/9- Peeta Mellark- ‘I Made You A Pie’
You and Peeta get into your first fight.
8/10- Hermione Granger- ‘Whatever You Say, Dear’
You hate airports. Thank God for your girlfriend.
8/11- George Weasley- ‘Serenity’
A peaceful summer afternoon at the Burrow.
8/12- Regulus Black- ‘Trou Noir’
Mourning your husband, Regulus Black.
8/13- Katniss Everdeen- ‘A Tiny Favor’
You ask Katniss to braid your hair.
8/14- Dorcas Meadowes- ‘The Barista’
The most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen is a
barista at your local coffee shop.
8/15- Haymitch Abernathy- ‘Wish You Were Sober’
We don’t always get what we want.
8/16- Finnick Odair- ‘Five More Minutes’
“Five more minutes.” A phrase you’ve said many
times but only now really mean.
8/17- Ron Weasley- ‘I Love You First’
Ron’s used to being second.
8/18- Sirius Black- ‘The Infamous Wings’
You catch Sirius trying on your eyeliner.
8/19- Ginny Weasley- ‘What The Flying Fuck’
Your girlfriend tries to teach you how to fly.
8/20- Tigris Snow- ‘Don’t Call Me Baby’
Tigris has been taught to assume the worst.
8/21- Harry Potter- ‘Pretty Boy’
You love to make your boyfriend blush.
8/22- Marlene McKinnon- ‘Oblivious’
You never notice when boys flirt with you.
8/23- Poly!Marauders- ‘This Is Fucking Stupid’
In which you all try and share a bed for the first
time.
8/24- James Potter- ‘Rumor Has It’
There’s a rumor going around that you and
costar!James are dating.
8/25- Lily Evans- ‘Rounds’
You are assigned Prefect rounds with your rival.
8/26- Peter Parker- ‘Its Not A Costume’
You mess around in Peter’s suit.
8/27- Wanda Maximoff- ‘Are They Gone?’
You and Wanda on a mission together.
8/28- Tony Stark- ‘Never Ever’
CEO!Tony Stark doesn’t take people out to lunch.
8/29- Sejanus Plinth- ‘I Know’
Your boyfriend is a walking, bleeding heart.
8/30- Peter Pettigrew- ‘Say It’
Peter is nervous to ask you out.
8/31- Yelena Belova- ‘This Thing Called A Date’
You take Yelena on her first ever date.
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tonyspank · 1 year
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CHAPTER THREE | THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY
A/N: Hehe…
Warnings: Silliness & Idk…
Jenna Ortega x G!P Reader
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It had been a week after your first date with Jenna, and you believe you couldn't be any happier.
You guys had been texting every day, 24/7. Fingering tapping on the screen every chance you got, and if you two weren't doing that then you were sitting on FaceTime with each other doing the most random things or talking about the weirdest things.
It was currently Friday afternoon and Jenna had your second date planned for tomorrow afternoon, you were very excited about it.
Thousands of scenarios ran throughout your mind. You wondered if Jenna was going to try and kiss you like she did last time, or would she wait until later, or was she going to be waiting on you?
Not knowing made you even more excited, it felt like you were at the top of a roller coaster, not knowing when you were about to drop.
Currently, you were with Jack and Mason at Mason's apartment, the three of you had been watching movies, playing board games, literally anything to pass by time.
Your cell phone began ringing, and you read the contact name, Alora.
"Hey Alora, what's up?" You ask, leaning your head on Jack's shoulder. "Hey, Y/N!"
Jack smiles, "Hey, Alora!" She lets out a dramatic gasp, "JACK?" She nearly screams in your ear, but you quickly pull the phone away with a scrunched-up face, causing Jack and Mason to giggle.
"Anyways, what's up?" You hear shifting over the phone and a long sigh, "I know you asked for tomorrow off but we're really busy and Julian can't make it, his graduation is tomorrow."
Your face drops at the information, "Is there no one else that could take my shift?" You lift your head from Jack's shoulder and stand up quickly leaving the living room.
"I'm sorry, Y/N." You sigh, scratching the back of your neck. "It's okay, Alora. I'll um, I'll be there tomorrow."
"I'm really sorry." You shake your head, "It's fine, promise." But in reality, you were a bit disappointed. You didn't wanna cancel on Jenna, you'd been looking forward to your date since your first one had ended.
Alora says goodbye before ending the call, you turn back towards Jack and Mason who look at you with a sad expression.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm sure Jenna will understand," Mason speaks up, and Jack nods in agreement.
You sigh out, "I know, but.." You trail off sitting back down next to Jack. "She spent an entire four days trying to plan this for me. Me if all people."
Jack places a hand on your shoulder, "Which is exactly why she'll understand. She cares about you, and she knows what it feels like when work gets in the way."
"I know. I know. I was really looking forward to that date though," You say in a joking manner, smiling. Jack nudges you, "Oh, believe us. We know!" Mason laughs, and the two of you join in right behind him.
You were going to tell Jenna later. But for now, you were going to enjoy the company of your friends. When you got home you plopped down onto your couch, dialling Jenna's number. After the third ring, she answers, "Hey! You just got home?"
You nod your head even though she can't see, "Yeah," Before you could say anything else, she speaks again. "Wait. FaceTime me, I wanna see you."
You try to ignore the fluttering mess that your stomach has become, chuckling as you began FaceTiming her. The screen loads, and you're greeted with the brunette in her bed, her freckles more prominent on her natural face.
"Hey Jen," You greet, smiling. She sits up in her bed smiling at you. "Hi. How were Jack and Mason?"
"The usual, absolutely crazy." You joke earning a laugh. Your laughter dies down, and Jenna immediately realizes something wrong.
"What's wrong?" You furrow your eyebrows, "Um? Nothings wrong?" Jenna playfully rolls her eyes, "Dude you're like such a bad liar."
You can't help but smile widely, "Bro! No, I'm not.." You try and defend yourself.
"Um? Nothings wrong?" Jenna mocks, deepening her voice. "Hey!" You say, dropping your jaw. "I do not sound like that."
"I do not sound like that." She mocks again, you raise your finger to the screen. "I'm five seconds away from hanging up." You joke, Jenna waves a hand in front of the camera, "Wait no! Don't," She laughs pleading with you.
"Now. Tell me what happened," Jenna says, calming down. She actually looked concerned, and it felt nice to know that she cared.
"You know our date tomorrow?" She nods to your words. "I might have to take a rain check— listen I really really didn't want to but my boss called me into work because my co-worker is also graduating tomorrow and—"
She cuts you off, smiling so hard her dimples show. "Y/N. It's okay, I understand."
You twist your lips a slight furrow appearing in your eyebrows, and Jenna honestly couldn't find anything more adorable. She couldn't believe you were the same girl leaning against the back of a building smoking a cigarette.
"Are you sure? I mean you spent a lot of time planning it." Jenna fixes her camera as she lies down on her side, "And you were worth every second."
You bite your bottom lip to fight off your smile but fail horribly. Jenna's huge smile turns into small bits of laughter. You playfully roll her eyes as she laughs, "What are you doing tomorrow?"
Jenna scratches her eyebrows as she thinks, and you admire her. "Ummm.. I'll probably ask Percy if he's free, but I don't know."
Your stomach turned, and not the way it turned whenever Jenna would suddenly start romanticizing you. You laugh indifferently, hoping she doesn't notice. "Oh yeah! Percy, he's in Wednesday right?"
Jenna nods a slight smile on her face, "Yes! That's him." You hum, and Jenna continues about her cast mate, Percy.
Once Jenna finishes you make an excuse to hang up the phone, not even saying goodbye.
Now. You were upset about having to work tomorrow.
When you woke up for work, all you could think about was what Percy was going to do with Jenna, and how that could've been you. You could've been spending your day with her with whatever she had planned with the two of you.
Yes, you might have been overreacting, but you just couldn't get the thought out of your mind.
You were jealous.
And now that you knew you were jealous made the situation worse. You and Jenna weren't dating, she was her own person. She obviously has a life outside of Jack Champions' childhood friend, and you were definitely being selfish.
You never fully thought about how much Jenna had been putting aside for you, you were taking up so much of her time. Every second you texted her, or called her, you loved her company and you'd gotten so used to it that when she didn't have time for you, you felt alone.
As you got out of the car at the gas station, you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. Taking it out it was no one other than Jenna, you sighed to yourself before placing it back in your pocket.
We're you acting childish? Of course, we're you going to stop? No. Because in the moment it felt like a good thing to do.
You walked up to the counter, taking out your wallet. "Hi, twenty on pump three and a pack of Marlboro reds, please?" You hand the cashier your money, he looks at you before pressing a few buttons on his cash register.
You stand there waiting for your cigarettes, awkwardly. You scratch your nose, "Um, my cigarettes?"
He looks at you before sighing, "I'm sorry, but a few days ago this girl, short... brown hair..." He describes with his hands, "She said don't sell you any cigarettes."
You furrow your eyebrows, "What?!" There's no way he's not talking about Jenna. "Is that even possible? Like, is that allowed?"
The younger boy shrugs, "Dude... I have no clue. My dad is making me work here because he's mad at for me dropping out—"
You wave your hands signalling for him to stop his speech, "It's whatever bro. Keep the change."
You quickly leave the store, pumping your gas before entering your car and driving off. You drive to another gas station in hopes of getting a cigarette, again... the same story. And then again you drive.
After a while you give up, and not only did you not have a smoke to calm yourself down, but you're late for work. And Alora gets very stressed and less friendly when the shop is busy.
So today, you're dealing with no smoke, a stressed boss, and your crush spending her day with another guy.
"You're late Y/L/N." You hear Alora say behind the counter as you walk through the double doors, you send a smile to the long line of customers, walking behind the counter yourself.
"Sorry." You mumble, "I'm going to go clock in." She nods at your words, putting a lid on the cup she just filled with coffee. You head to the back, clock in and as you're putting on your apron you hear someone softly say your name.
"Hey, Y/N." You turn around quickly, recognizing the voice. "Jenna?" You say though it sounds more like a question as it leaves your mouth.
"What are you doing here?" You ask as you finish tying your apron. She motions to her outfit, she has on a black button-up along with black slacks, and doc martens, but the main focal point of her outfit was the apron she was wearing, the same as yours.
"I'm working." She smiles at you, and you suddenly feel like a dickhead. "I tried calling you to let you know, but prrt... no answer."
You stare at her, bewildered. And your stupid mouth just can't stop. "Did you tell the gas stations near my house to stop selling me cigarettes?"
Jenna's smile fades, and she ignores the question completely. "You tried to buy cigarettes? Why?"
You do the same. "I thought you were going to be hanging out with Percy." She shrugs, "I changed my mind. I wanted to see you."
You're back to the silent staring.
Before your mouth starts again, Alora interrupts. "Hi, guys...." Your heads snap to your her, "Kinda busy out front. So..." She points behind her, awkwardly as she knows she interrupted something.
You walk out of the back, Jenna following close behind. She's having an internal battle with herself about why you even thought about buying cigarettes. Not too long ago while the two of you were on FaceTime, you told Jenna you smoked to relax, or whenever you felt uncomfortable.
So what could've made you uncomfortable, and worry so much?
Jenna walks around the café asking the guests if they're okay or if they need anything while you handle the register and orders with Alora, you can't help but glance at Jenna every now and then, not even knowing she does the same when you're not looking at her.
Minutes pass and the line seems like it barely moved, Jenna is behind the counter now with you as Alora takes an order at a table.
"Are you done ignoring me?" Jenna asks behind you, you shake your head pulling down on the lever in front of you. "I'm not ignoring you."
"If feels like it." She responds, you can practically feel her eyes burning into the back of your head. You hated admitting you were wrong, and you especially didn't want to admit to Jenna that you were jealous of Percy.
You weren't an idiot. You've seen them before, and how everyone went crazy because of their "chemistry", but back then you never knew how much of a problem it would've caused in your life.
"Jenna," You start turning around with a sigh, "Not right now, please?" You didn't want to get into it with her, mainly since this was your job, and there still was a long line of customers in front of the counter the two of you stood behind.
Jenna stares at you, then proceeds to walk away obviously upset.
Hours pass, glances are thrown, and finally, after it felt like years, you're closed and one last customer stands in the shop waiting on their drink. For some reason Alora told Jenna to make it, saying it wasn't that hard.
Alora also forgets to tell Jenna one of the machines are in fact broken, so when she presses the button water sprays everywhere, like actually everywhere.
"Shit!" You shout, the cold water hitting the back of your neck and your upper back. Your turn around and Jenna is absolutely soaked. Jenna's mouth is open in shock, she turns around not moving a muscle in her arms, facing you.
Your jaw drops at the huge puddle on her apron, and the water dripping from her face. Thankfully it wasn't hot, the machine was so broken that couldn't even produce hot water if it wanted to.
"Oh, my god. I totally forgot!" Alora says from the opposite side of the room, she places down the broom walking over to the two of you, passing the customer she mutters, "Sorry, it'll be one second."
The teenage girl laughs shaking her head, "You're totally fine, I just got to see my favourite celebrity get sprayed in the face while making my coffee." She laughs again, raising her phone.
You take a new tissue from beside you, walking closer to Jenna who drops her arms, while you begin wiping off her face. "Here you guys go in the back, I'll make the coffee and clean this up?"
"You sure?" You turn your head to Alora throwing away the tissue you just used, "Yeah, of course. Go ahead in clock out. Thank you for coming in today, and thank you Jenna for your help."
Jenna sends her a smile, "Thank you for allowing me to help." Jenna steps over the puddle as safely as possible, and you follow behind. With a soft hand on her back, you're now in the break room you get another tissue, and wiping your neck, Jenna watches you a small smile on her face.
She knew she liked you, why else would she plan these dates for you, post you after your first date, or even come into your job and serve people for multiple hours? She believed the feeling was mutual, but she didn't want to rush into anything with you and end up regretting it later on.
She also wanted you to be comfortable, being with a celebrity was a lot. She had been putting some stuff aside for you, but she knew later on her schedule would get hectic, would you mind that? Or what if she could officially tell everyone you were together, would you care?
There were many questions that needed to be asked, and no more tip-toeing around each other.
You throw away the tissue, sitting down with a long sigh. You look up at Jenna, who's already staring at you.
We're you okay? Her mind wandered back to earlier this morning. Why were you buying cigarettes, and was she the cause for it?
"Jenna?" You call out, noticing the shorter girl in a daze. She blinks a bit, humming in response.
"You okay?" Jenna nods, sitting down beside you.  "Yeah, yeah. I'm good." You nod at her words.
Silence.
"Can we talk though?" You can barely hear her, her voice only a whisper. "Yeah," You respond, your voice as low as hers.
"Can we go back to this morning? Are you okay? Did I do something? You just seem so—" She motions with her hands, "Upset." She finishes with a frown, you feel yourself frowning at her words. She seemed so worked up and worried because you wanted to be the one to act childish.
"I'm sorry. I— I just, I don't know. I got jealous last night." You shamelessly admitted. "I've seen... photos of you and Percy, and I guess I got the wrong idea. And then I started to overthink and ghost you out like a child." You felt proud of yourself, getting over your small ego to not admit when you're wrong, or immature.
Jenna scoots closer mumbling out and, "Y/N." Your gaze leaves your hands, and you look into the girl's brown doe eyes, "You don't have to be jealous, okay? Percy and I are just friends. We probably wouldn't even be friends if it wasn't for Wednesday."
"What are we?" Jenna shrugs, unsure. "We're testing the waters... to see if we're capable enough for each other."
"I'm sorry." You shake your head, embarrassed about how you were acting earlier. "It's okay. We're all human." You nod at her words, not knowing what else to say.
"Y/N," She starts, a sigh leaving her lips. "I like you, I really do. I wanna see what this can become, but you have to know I come with a lot of baggage. Not only the public, but my family, and hell, even me. I just wanna know if you can handle it."
You grab her hand that's been resting on her thigh, "I can. And I know earlier doesn't make it seem like it, but I can and I will."
"You're also probably wondering about the cigarettes?" She shakes her head, "I think I figured it out." She laughs, and you join in.
"But did you actually go to every gas station and tell them not to sell me cigarettes." Yes, yes she did. "Of course not." You playfully squint your eyes at the girl. "Mm-hmm."
"Can I ask something?" You run your thumb along her hand, humming. "Does this count as another one of our dates?"
You bite on your bottom lip, holding back your smile along with your laugh, "I don't know. I'm a pretty busy person."
She smiles at you, again she stares at you inspecting every little detail of your face. Then looking at your lips, maybe a little too long.
"Does this count as another date?" She repeats, her voice sweeter and lower than last time. You lick your lips, glancing at her eyes and then her lips.
You subconsciously find yourself leaning in, Jenna tilts her head doing the same, her eyes fluttering until they were fully closed. "Oh!"
You jump apart at the sudden voice, "You guys are still here?" Jenna scoots away, smiling.
"Yeah, we're actually about to leave." Alora nods, her eyes flickering between the two of you. "Mmm... Okay...." She mumbles, leaving the room.
"Do you have a spare set of clothes?" Jenna speaks up from beside you holding up her wet apron, you nod. "I think I have a hoodie in my car."
"Actually, do you wanna come over?" You ask, shrugging. Jenna lights up beside you.
"Sure."
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felassan · 2 months
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Game Informer:
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"Game Here's The Main Voice Cast For Dragon Age: The Veilguard by Charles Harte on Jul 22, 2024 at 11:24 AM We've spent the past several weeks covering Bioware's upcoming RPG Dragon Age: The Veilguard as part of our cover story, and part of that content has focused on the game's colorful cast of characters. Today, Bioware has revealed the actors voicing this lineup of characters, including the different options for the protagonist Rook's voice. Here they are, alongside roles you might recognize them from: - Rook will be played by Alex Jordan (Cyberpunk 2077, The Amazing World of Gumball), Bryony Corrigan (Baldur’s Gate 3, Good Omens), Erika Ishii (Apex Legends, Destiny 2), and Jeff Berg (Battlefield 1, NCIS) - Harding will be played by Ali Hillis (Mass Effect 3, Naruto) - Davrin will be played by Ike Amadi (Mass Effect 3, Halo 5: Guardians, Marvel's Spider-Man) - Bellara will be played by Jee Young Han (Perry Mason, Unprisoned) - Neve will be played by Jessica Clark (True Blood, Pocket Listing) - Taash will be played by Jin Maley (Star Trek: Picard, Silicon Valley) - Emmrich will be played by Nick Boraine (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, Black Sails) - Manfred will be played by Matthew Mercer (Critical Role, Final Fantasy VII Rebirth) - Lucanis will be played by Zach Mendez (Horizon Forbidden West, Married Alive) Finally, Solas and Varric's voice actors, Gareth David-Lloyd and Brian Bloom, respectively, will reprise their roles from Dragon Age Inquisition. For more on the cast of Dragon Age: The Veilguard, check out our features on Bioware's companion design philosophy, how companions can romance each other, and ways to customize Rook's appearance, outside of their four voice options. Or, feel free to click the link to the hub below."
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The way he makes you smile (Rúben Dias x Reader, ft Mason Mount)
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**Hi! I got this request a couple of weeks ago and there was some conversation about it. I was also made aware that this idea has been done before but I haven't read any of those stories so take this just as my spin on the premise. And enjoy reading! ❤️**
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Everyone loved love stories like yours. The childhood friends that separated only to meet again and become a couple. And you loved it too…until you didn’t.
Mason was the love of your life. You’ve known him since you were a baby, really. And probably fell in love with him when you were only 5. But there were a lot of moments in your life where you had to separate because he moved to London, and then he went to The Netherlands for a year, …and it was tough to see him leave you behind but you understood. Everyone just expected you to get over your crush and move on at some point. But you didn’t. And one time when he came back home to visit his family, he finally confessed he felt the same way about you.
That had been 2 years ago. 24 months of happiness by your soulmate’s side…or so people thought. Because after the first year, the cracks in your relationship started to show.
“Are you even happy?”, asked you one of your friends when you confessed to her that you and Mason had been having problems.
“Of course. I couldn’t ask for anything better. I have a good job, family is healthy and I’m dating the best guy”.
“Tell that to your fake smile. Honey…I’m not looking forward to you two breaking up knowing how that would break your heart but you aren’t happy. You’re arguing all the time, even in front of people. You look so sad and I want you to go back to how you used to be. I know it’s hard to let go of your first love but sometimes it’s for the best”.
“I…”.
“I know. Just think about it. Think about the pros and cons. And try and take the best decision for you. Because that’s who matters, you. You always put everyone else before you and it needs to stop”.
And she was right, of course she was. So that was why after another big fight over the stupidest thing, you finally put yourself first.
“We can’t do this anymore, Mason”.
“What do you mean?”
“This. Us. It’s destroying us. We are always fighting and we barely see each other so…how is that living? I feel like if maybe we stop now, we could at least save our friendship. Maybe even try this out again in the future. When we’re in different places in our lives”.
His look was of pure shock, mixed with anger. He really wasn’t used to being told something like this.
“Do you not love me?”
“I love you too much, Mason. Too much to force you, and to force me, to stay in this toxic relationship. We’re hurting each other”.
“Is there someone else?”
He had to be kidding.
“No! There is no one else! See? We can’t even talk without you turning everything into a fight!”
“Because you’re giving up on me. On us”.
“Someone has to. Before we destroy each other”.
And with those final words, you left him there. It broke your heart, but you knew you were doing the right thing.
What you needed in that moment was a fresh start and your job provided you with one. Most people couldn’t believe that you were willing to move from London to Manchester. To a smaller office and a smaller position in the company. But you just couldn’t stay in London anymore. Manchester wasn’t that far away but…it was better. The distance helped.
And the city also had something else waiting for you to help mend your broken heart. Well, not a something but a someone.
“Sorry”, you heard someone say in the middle of Sainsbury’s. “I know this sounds weird but I’ve seen you here shopping a few times and it’s driving me insane not knowing where I know you from”.
You looked up at the man talking to you and he looked familiar too. And when you looked at him properly, you knew exactly why he thought he knew you.
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                        6 months earlier
“Who’s that looking at us? He looks familiar”.
Mason turned to see who you meant and rolled his eyes. “Rúben Dias. He plays for City and I met him once at an F1 GP”.
“Right”.
You remembered that GP. Because you were supposed to attend with him but a big fight a few days prior made you stay home. Another plan ruined by your fights.
The man, Rúben, approached you to say hello to your boyfriend.
“Hi Mason, how are you?”
“Good, thanks. We need to go. See you later”.
“Ok?”
Rúben’s confusion at Mason’s behaviour mirrored yours.
“Why were you so rude to him?”
“How could I not be? He’s been staring at you the whole time”.
“Mason”, you said with a sigh. “He doesn’t know me. If anything, he would have been staring at you”.
“I’m not the one wearing that dress”.
“I thought you liked this dress. You bought it for me”.
“I like it. I don’t like guys drooling around you when you wear it”.
You were tired. Too tired. And not ready for another argument in front of so many people. So you just let the comment slide…there would be time to fight about it once you two were back home.
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“You’re Rúben, right?”
“So you know me too?”, he laughed. “Now I’m even more confused. But also intrigued. Please put me out of my misery”.
You laughed as well. “We saw each other at an event months ago. I was there with Mason Mount”.
“Oh”, you could tell the moment when it all clicked. “I remember now”.
“We aren’t together anymore”.
“Good”.
His words surprised you. Why would he say that?
“I mean. I only know the guy from playing against him and partying together once but when I saw him with you…no one deserves to be treated like that”.
“I know. That’s why I left”.
The way he smiled at you reminded you of how your friend had when you told her about leaving Mason. They both looked proud of you.
After that chat in the supermarket, you promised to meet again. It would be good for you to have a friend in Manchester that wasn’t just someone from your office.
Rúben ended up being someone you could talk to, someone who could help you, someone who understood you like no one had before. So falling for him was just something inevitable.
And everything was perfect but still…you worried. Rúben had to play against Mason. And, even if he respected your wish to be private, one day you’d have to tell the world you were together. And the reaction from Mason worried you. But also, what about his family? His fans? Even random people just judging you for dating two football players…facing everyone’s opinions terrified you.
“You need to stop”, mumbled Rúben.
“What do I need to stop? I thought you were sleeping”.
“I was, but the light from your screen woke me up. You’re addicted, my love. Wait until you leave the bed to check social media”.
You laughed at his complaint. He was right and you knew it but it was hard to change some habits.
It was when you were about to block your phone to enjoy your boyfriend’s kisses that you saw it.
Mason Mount agrees personal terms with Manchester United.
The phone fell from your hands and that caught Rúben’s attention. “So clumsy. See? Another reason to not be on your phone in bed”, he laughed. “We don’t want it to fall on your pretty face”.
“Mason is going to sign for United”.
“Huh?”
You showed the article to him.
“It’s ok”, he tried to reassure you.
“It just complicates things more…”.
“It doesn’t if we don’t allow it to. Your ex is moving to this city, big deal. It’s big enough for the three of us, I swear”.
“But he’ll play for United…”.
“It’s not as if he’s signing for City. That would be a bit trickier, not gonna lie. But I’ve played against him this season and it was fine”.
“Ok, I’ll believe you. But I have a bad feeling about this”.
The feeling never left you but…nothing happened. Mason moved to Manchester and didn’t even try to contact you. He was living his own life while you lived yours.
That was…until things changed.
On a Wednesday off with no matches, you and Rúben made your way to Bruno Fernandes’ house. The Portuguese players sometimes hosted a little get-together to catch up, even if they played for rival teams. You were literally the only non-Portuguese there but they still made you feel like one of them.
But people didn’t get they could be friends and rivals at the same time, so you kept those meetings private. Private like Bruno’s private Instagram account where he posted a story where you were seating next to Rúben. His arm was around your shoulder to bring you closer to him and the smiles on your faces couldn’t be bigger.
Bruno didn’t have many followers on that private account because that way he could make sure no one leaked anything private to the press. But he let his teammates follow him. And that meant that Mason was now following his account. So on that Wednesday night, when he was scrolling on Instagram totally bored, he saw the story. He saw you and Rúben together. And no one could see that photo and not know you two were a couple.
However, he didn’t call you to ask for an explanation. He didn’t tell Bruno about it either, to try and get information from his teammate. He waited until he had to meet Rúben at the Manchester derby to do something.
“Are you the reason she broke up with me?”, he said when the players were about to go out to warm up.
“I don’t know how you’ve found out but leave her alone”.
“Answer my question”.
“I didn’t know her then so no, I wasn’t the reason why she left you. It was all your doing”.
“What do you know about our private life?”
“Enough to want to smash your face against a wall but I won’t do it because it’s not worth it. And now she is with someone who treats her the way she deserves to be treated. That’s all that matters to me”.
Mason didn’t like that answer. At all. And so he spent the whole match trying to provoke Rúben to get a reaction from him but found none. The only thing he found was his way to the bench in the second half, after being told off by his coach for not focusing on the match.
“Shaw needs to do the post-match interviews”, said one of the media people.
“He’s injured and receiving treatment. Send someone else”.
“I’ll do it”, said Mason and no one thought much of it.
The Sky Sports reporter asked him all the same boring questions he was so used to answering. But she also asked the one he was waiting for.
“We also saw you seemed to have some issues with Rúben Dias. It almost seemed personal”, she laughed.
“It was. He stole my girl after all”.
The reporter’s jaw almost hit the floor but Mason didn’t allow her to recover and ask more questions before leaving.
When you saw the clip on social media, you felt like you were going to faint. Rúben saw it too and tried to get back home as fast as possible. For once, you weren’t in the stadium with him. Now he was happy you were nowhere near your ex.
“I can’t believe he did that”, was all you said when he got home.
And he knew words meant nothing at that point, so he just hugged you while you cried. Waiting for you to let all the tears out.
“What do you want to do?”, he finally said.
“What do you mean?”
“Do you want us to respond? I could get my team to write everything before we publish it to make sure it’s well written. Or we could not say anything. He doesn’t get to change how we handle our relationship”.
“You should probably deny what he said. Your reputation…”.
“You think I care about my reputation right now?”, asked Rúben. And you had never seen him looking so serious. “I promised he would never make you cry again and look at you right now”.
“You can’t protect me from everything, Rúben”.
“Why?”
That finally made you laugh. “Because that’s how life is. And it’s not your fault. It’s only his”.
After debating what was the best strategy to follow, you decided to make your relationship public. Well, it already was thanks to Mason. But you were now able to tell your side of the story.
It was a long post where you mentioned breaking up with Mason before moving to Manchester, where you met Rúben. You made it clear there had been no cheating involved, which was very important for you. Cheaters made you sick so being compared to one was the worst feeling. And you just basically made it clear that you and Rúben still planned to keep a low profile and asked for people not to invade your privacy.
Even after that post, you expected to get a lot of abuse on social media. But what you didn’t expect was to get a message from Mason.
[Mason]: I’m sorry about what I did. Can we please talk? No tricks. I just need to talk to you.
“Rúben? You need to see this”.
You showed him the text and he frowned while reading it. “Do you want me to go with you if you meet him?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea”.
“But you going alone…”.
“I think I need to do this. I don’t know how to explain it but I just do”.
“I trust your instinct. Do whatever feels right to you”.
So over a year after leaving Mason, you were in front of him again. There was your friend, your first love, the person you thought you were going to spend your life with…and now he felt like a stranger.
“I’m sorry”, he said and you nodded. “I went crazy when I saw you with someone else. And the fact that it was another player…it’s irrational but it hurt more for some reason”.
“I guess I can understand that. But it’s not like I did it on purpose. My life would be a lot easier dating an average Joe, you know?”
“Easier maybe, but not better, right? I saw how happy you looked with him. You never looked that happy with me”.
“I was happy…”, you tried to defend yourself but he lifted a hand to stop you.
“But not that happy. And I’m glad you are. I’m glad you found someone who can make you smile like that”.
“Then why did you try and shame me in front of millions of people?”
“Because I felt shame myself. Shame about how it all ended for us. Shame that it wasn’t me who made you happy. But I’ve made my peace. Next time I talk to the media I’ll tell them I lied. You deserve to keep smiling the way he makes you smile instead of all the tears I caused”.
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Sailor pt.5
trying to update but math honors is kicking me in the butt so hard.
play the song.
"Sailor Song" -Gigi Perez
Summary: just when things were starting to be fine—it got worse.
Jenna Ortega x Female reader
Check out the other parts for more info!
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No one's POV:
Monday
They both sat underneath the bleachers, some of the sun shining through.
Jenna carefully kissing Y/n, using her left hand to guide Y/n's face.
She slowly pulls away, big smile on her face.
"You taste like cherry." Jenna mumbles, both of their faces so close. Jenna looks at Y/n'a eyes then back at her lips.
Y/n looks away.
"It's my chapstick." She mutters back. Jenna grips Y/n's jaw making her look at her. "Yes, Jen?"
"Mmm, nothing." She lies down on the grass. "I had this terrible math quiz today—gosh, I scored so bad on it."
"Yeah? You study?"
"No I didn't—"
"Okay, whose fault is that?" Y/n smiles at Jenna.
"Um, yours. You were the wanted to sneak in during my studying hours—"
"You begged me to come over!"
Jenna giggles.
"I have no regrets!"
The bell rings.
Both teens groan, Y/n flops onto the grass beside Jenna.
"We should skip." Y/n suggests.
"You know I can't do that."
"I don't know why you take school so seriously—"
"Because it is important." Jenna sits up, straddling on Y/n's lap. It makes Y/n sit up. "You should start taking it more seriously too." Y/n doesn't answer, playing with Jenna's cross necklace. "Y/n?" Jenna questions. "Im being serious."
"Mhm." She puts her hands on Jenna's waist, leaning up close.
"I..have to go."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, Y/n." Y/n kisses Jenna's neck making her breath hitch. "Y/n."
"Hm?"
"Y/n—I have to go—" Jenna takes a deep breath trying to make her words sturdy as she says them.
"Im sure being late to one class won't hurt, Jen."
Jenna lets out a huff debating her options.
"Five minutes only."
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"You're late miss L/n." Her science teacher explains as she walks in the class.
"Sorry, lost track of time." She doesn't look at the teacher just walks to her desk.
"Dude you're 20 minutes late." Mason looks at Y/n confused. 5 minutes were from Jenna, the other 15 were from Y/n just laying in the grass talking to herself.
"Yeah, well I just wanted to lay in the grass, you know?"
"Just laying in the grass? You sure nothing with Jenna?"
"Man when will you guys stop with that? I already told you a million times she told me to leave her alone. Thats it."
Y/n was lying straight through teeth, and to her best-friend. But, it was all for Jenna.
"Right, so Im suppose to believe that after you keep ditching us during our gaming time to go to sleep?"
"Hey, Im tired nowadays!"
"You literally sleep 24/7–"
"Thats a lie me and Jasmin are on the game until 6 in the mornings on Tuesdays and Thursdays."
"You guys have a schedule?! And why am I not invited?!"
"Because you suck at call of duty!"
"Thats not true I have 21 wins—"
"Jasmin carries you every-time!"
"So you show up to my class 20 minutes late, and want to just make a huge scene in the back of my classroom?" Their science teacher says. "Detention for you Miss L/n."
Y/n groans.
"Um, with due respect Mrs.Ramirez—"
"Detention for you too, Mason."
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Tuesday
It was 2am. Y/n had snuck through Jenna's window for the 3rd time that week. She'd usually stay for a few hours until Jenna's parents got up.
"Okay, what's the origin of the x if you have to rotate the triangle?" Y/n held up one of the flashcards looking for Jenna's response.
"Shouldn't it be 0,0?" Jenna stops pacing in her room looking at Y/n.
"If..it wasn't rotating then yes that would be the answer."
Jenna groans.
"So, Im wrong."
"You're definitely not right—"
Y/n's laugh is cut off by Jenna tackling her onto her bed.
"You're definitely not right." Jenna mocks Y/n's tone. It makes Y/n laugh even more.
"Okay seriously we have to focus Jenna, the quiz is next week!"
“I need a break.” Jenna huffs, then lays her head on Y/n’s chest.
Jenna loved the way she felt right now, the way she felt you breathe in every breath, the way your chest went up and down, the way she could hear your heartbeat. She looks up at Y/n slowly inching her way to her lips.
Y/n begins closing the gap between the two girls, making their lips touch. Jenna adjusts her position getting on-top of Y/n. The kiss gets deep, so Y/n uses her elbows to support her getting up.
Y/n begins taking off her shirt, with the help of Jenna. She feels all over Y/n’s body, getting deeper and deeper into their love.
Jenna told no one about the way she felt with Y/n. The way their lips moved so in sync with each other, the way her golden cross necklace came off that night, the way Y/n touched her like no one has before, and the way each touch felt like heaven on her skin. She’d been told heaven would be without this—without Y/n’s touch, without their love. At this time Jenna wasn’t sure she wanted to go to heaven, if heaven would be without this. Be without her and Y/n. It was impossible.
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Friday
There Jenna’s mother sat. On their couch scolding Jenna, her father as well. Her mother had caught Y/n and Jenna underneath the bleachers—not doing anything, just hanging out.
“We were just talking mom—“
“That girl is bad news! Everyone in town knows she’s gay.” Her mother yells.
“She walks around like it’s something to be proud of! It’s the devils curse!” Jenna’s father adds on, he paces in the kitchen.
“I don’t want you hanging out with her. She’s is the devil!”
“No she isn’t! You don’t even know her! How can you say?”
“Why are you defending a faggot Jenna!” Jenna’s father screams at the top of his lungs.
“You guys promote loving everyone and anyone! How can you say this? You say you love God, but God wouldn’t want this! This is horrible! You guys are horrible!”
Jenna’s mother scoffs.
“You know better, Jenna.”
“I hate you guys.”
Jenna stands up.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Her dad stops pacing, looking at Jenna.
“Why do you even care?”
She runs out the front door. She doesn’t stop for her mother or father’s protests. Jenna just keeps running to the one place that felt like heaven.
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She knocks on the front door.
“Jenna? Hi, come in.” Y/n’s mother says opening her door more. She walks in. “Y/n’s up stairs I think doing homework!”
“Thank you, Miss.” Jenna runs up the stairs. She doesn’t even knock, running into your room.
“Mom—I told you—oh shit, hi pretty?” Y/n looks confused. “You okay?” She looks at Jenna’s panting, the sweat on her face, her chest going up and down. Jenna shakes her head ‘no’. “What’s wrong?” She takes Jenna to the bed sitting her down.
“Y/n.” Jenna’s eyes water.
“Whats wrong, Jenna? What happened?” Y/n’s voice gets more stern.
“My parents—“
“Shit, do they know?”
“No, they don’t. But, they saw us hanging out earlier and want me to stay away from you.”
Y/n sigh, shaking her head.
“It’s okay, Jenna. You do what you need to do. I understand.”
Y/n knew the time would come—the time where they couldn’t hide it anymore, and she wasn’t willing to risk Jenna’s future or family relationship for her and Jenna’s relationship.
“No, Y/n, no.” Jenna grabs Y/n’s hands interlocking them.
“Jenna they’re gonna catch on, if we stop now…they won’t ever know.”
“I need you.”
“Jenna—“
Jenna kisses Y/n. The feeling makes Jenna calm down after all the emotions she had just had run through her.
“I love you.”
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mountttmase · 6 months
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heyyy girlie, i hope you’re doing good and your loved ones too.
just checking in to tell you that i used to be a big mason girl in 2020-2021-2022 and then life happened i guess: just moved abroad, started a new job, met new people, stopped watching english football, had other celebrity crushes and just spent less time on tumblr. but, a few weeks ago i moved back home, im 24 and i am soon moving in my first ever big girl apartment, and i opened tumblr again. and i don’t know, im just back in my mason era: it has been a few months since i saw pictures of him and GIRL!!! girl mase has been gorgeous lately, i understood he has been injured for the whole winter and the mason content was missing but from what im seeing now he turned into a fine man!
anyway, just to let you know i’m still loving your account like a was a few years back and if you have any recommendations on (new) mason blogs to follow let me know!
bye, xxx 🩷🩷
HI GIRLY
First of all, welcome back 🤭 he is gorgeous isn’t he I just love him. But it’s nice you’ve been living life and I’m glad everything’s going well 🩷
I always hate these cause I know I’m gonna miss someone out but I’ll just tag below everyone I can think of but feel free to add more everyone else. We’ve lost quite a few recently and my brain is just mush right now
@carlottawllms @saltyheartnightmare @bluesmason @yoursselo @pulisicsgirl @masonmtxo @mountsmase @mountmasns @mountsluvrr @prettymase @jessmm7 @lovelynikol16 @neverinadream @raremasey @masons-tours @harvestmount @masonreds @ithinkimokeei @tsimvkas @prideofpd @footiehoemcfc
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digenerate-trash · 1 year
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All of my teacher head cannons are based on my experiences with real teachers. 
that being said: 
More teacher head cannons!!! 
(this time I rated them on how well I think they would be as a teacher)
Doren
Lowkey would fuck a student if they got consent.
Gives off “I have a daddy kink” energy but not the cool kind 
Calls students Good boy/girl to gauge their reactions.
Will give extra homework to the whole class if one dude pisses them off
Has a ‘I’m the cool’ teacher thing going on but is really the most uncool bitch in the whole world. 
Would spit on you if he could get away with it. 
Is absolutely a bitch that says “I don’t know CAN you?” when you just need to piss
Will put stickers on your tests that say generic shit like “good job” and “wonderful” 
No one gets graded above a 95% because he personally believes that he knows better than every student and even some teacher's real “I'm the smartest man in this school” energy 
Will put on movies at the end of the year because he doesn't feel like teaching the last week 
Overall 2/10 I’m not learning shit in this class (out of spite.)
Mason
Needs approval from everyone for everything. 
Probably just learning the ropes as a teacher 
The cool teacher. 
Everyone wants a piece of this man and he just wants to swim
Could literally convince him the sky was purple he's a gullible mess
Gym body but puppy personality 
Would throw hands at anyone who harassed any of his students. 
Gentle teaching methods. Sometimes super effective but some students use it to coast
Super easy to get sidetracked
Undiagnosed ADHD man 
Students openly flirt with him and he's got no clue how to respond so he's just like “Haha good joke” 
Would not fuck a student no matter what, 
Clueless about other teachers and the inner politics going on at the school 
Stay in his lane king 
Absolutely started off as a lifeguard and doesn't know how his life got here
6/10 I’m a big fan of your class but it's only because it's easy. 
River
Virgin. 
Has a full life outside of school 
Like two years away from retirement 
When the class gets too out of hand wants to curl up and die right there
Stressed as hell 24/7 
Never married never will be 
Teaching style is harsh as hell but will stay after school or give up their lunch break to help out students who are struggling 
No days off in this class it doesn't matter if your exams are done. School is school and you will learn as long as you are here
Doesn't play favourites but he seriously should. 
Hates Doren (just has a bad feeling about the dude) 
5/10 I'm trying my best dude please stop saying you know I can my reach potential if I applied myself. Its math. I'm not gonna apply myself
Sirris
Says she “knows what I'm going through” but I doubt her science teacher was a MILF. 
Why are you always wearing low-cut tops??? 
At least one rumor about how a student fucked her over her desk and it was so good she hentai came. 
Gentle teaching style but doesn't take any shit. 
Has considered slapping students but never would 
Personal stories that tie into the lesson somehow 
Talks all the time about how much she loves her kid and how much of an angel he is 
Would love to get a tiny kiss on the head from her. Please
She brings a lot of momma bird energy to the class. 
Will touch your shoulder very gently 
Will then look over your test and say to the whole class “Remember to read the questions on the test carefully”
A student has absolutely called her ‘mom’ by accident and she feels flattered by that
Will put on bill nye on Fridays after a test to give everyone a break. 
8/10 Either adopt me or let me make out with you. I'm dealing with confusing feelings! 
Winter
Bro if Sirris is a MILF winter is like a super MILF with no kids. 
Big BDSM lesbian energy. 
Her weekends are booked solid and she has no time for school life to get involved with that. 
Wears SFW leather accents all the time no matter the weather. 
Has decided that instead of gray hair they want platinum blonde and they are rocking it 
Calls her students good boys/girls out of habit. 
Absolutely could beat any of the other teachers in a fight. 
She's super passionate about history and has several antiques which she considers priceless. 
Students who mock her subject are always sorry after she lectures them. 
She's happy to help students during lunch. But not after school. She has boundaries 
Overall 8/10. Im not confused. Fuck me into the historically accurate pillary with your massive strap. Im fucking ready. 
Leighton
Evil. 
Will fuck students without their consent 
Absolutely blackmails students and teachers. 
Dude jacks it under his desk at school while he watches porn after using his admin pass to get passed the website blockers. 
Will send teachers an NSFW link and then mark them for disciplinary action for clicking on it. (Mason will fall for this trick every time) 
Has never and will never hire an outside consultant or HR representative claiming its a ‘waste of resources’ 
Dude will rub his hard dick on your back while you're sitting in his office for detention. 
Piss kink. Don't ask me for evidence. I just get this /feeling/
Will take a long weekend more than a couple of times a year just for the fun of it. But will never allow the same grace to any other teacher. 
Has a file of his favourite students that he meticulously plans to molest. It's like a black book. 
Bro obviously watches teacher/student porn or 18yr/old man porn at school. 
Teaching style is fucking old school. Reinforcement through pain/ruler. Writing lines. Detention sessions are just holding a penny between your knees and standing in the corner with a dunce cap on. 
Plays favourites but if you are his favourite fucking watch your back. 
0/10 I’m not learning shit. And also I dread office visits. If you touch me I'm calling the police.
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An awareness campaign, launched on Monday around a new non-fatal strangulation criminal offence, has been welcomed.
The Department of Justice initiative will appear on television screens in Northern Ireland from Monday
It comes after non-fatal strangulation or asphyxiation was made a specific offence at the end of June as part of the Justice (Sexual offences & trafficking victims) Act (NI) 2022.
Those convicted can face up to 14 years in prison.
Information on how to access support or report the crime will be included in the three-week long television campaign, which will also feature on YouTube and at outdoor sites during 2023/24.
Permanent Secretary of the department Richard Pengelly said they want to raise awareness of the crime for perpetrators and victims as well as the general public.
“It is important to convey the seriousness of the offence of non-fatal strangulation and the potential for serious harm,” he said.
“The purpose of the campaign is to raise awareness, for perpetrators, victims and the general public that non-fatal strangulation is a crime, it can cause devastating injuries, where serious injury occurs consent is no defence and consequences for offenders include significant prison sentences.”
Sarah Mason, chief executive of Women’s Aid Federation NI, welcomed the move as sending a clear message.
She said they welcomed the introduction of the non-fatal strangulation legislation and campaigned to see it enforced.
“We believe women and girls in Northern Ireland are safer today than last year,” she said.
“A media campaign to highlight this new law will send a clear message that this is a crime.
“We are mindful that the content within the campaign could be triggering and would encourage anyone impacted to reach out for support through our local services across the country.”
Anyone impacted who needs help and support can visit: www.nidirect.gov.uk/nfs.
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ariwritessometimes · 2 months
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All Burn Together
Cairo Day Reprise: BONUS FIC!
When the Phoenix falls after Mason's infiltration, the members of team Phoenix are declared terrorists and faced with a choice: Permanently disappear into a black site, or go on the run as international fugitives.
Bonus fic for the Summer '24 Cairo Day Reprise: 2019 Prompt "Return to Cairo" + 2024 Prompt "Collapse"
I managed to write a few extra fics, so I'll be posting them as bonus throughout the week :)
Today's 'official' fic found here
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kwebtv · 1 year
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Mark Goddard (born Charles Harvey Goddard; July 24, 1936 – October 10, 2023) Film and television actor who starred in a number of television programs. He is probably best known for portraying Major Don West in the CBS series Lost in Space (1965–1968). He also played Detective Sgt. Chris Ballard, in The Detectives, starring Robert Taylor.
In 1959, after just three weeks in Hollywood, he landed a role in the CBS Four Star Television series Johnny Ringo, having played the character of Cully, the deputy to Don Durant's character of Ringo. At this time, he changed his name to Mark Goddard at the suggestion of his friend and mentor Chuck Connors of The Rifleman. Goddard appeared as Norman Tabor in the 1960 episode "Surprise Party" of the CBS anthology series The DuPont Show with June Allyson. He was cast as Sheldon Hollingsworth in the 1960 episode "To See the Elephant" of the ABC Western series The Rebel, starring Nick Adams. He played Tod Rowland in the 1960 episode "The Mormons" on Dick Powell's Zane Grey Theatre. Goddard also appeared in The Rifleman as Marty Blair in 1962 in the episode “Mark’s Rifle.”
The Detectives, another production of Four Star Television, was a hit series which ran on ABC and NBC from 1958 to 1961; Goddard was signed for a role lasting three years (64 episodes). In 1963, Goddard appeared as Roy Mooney on the Perry Mason episode "The Case of the Potted Planter". In 1964 Goddard appeared as Richard on The Virginian in the episode titled "The Secret of Brynmar Hall." That same year he guest starred as a wild killer named “Boyd” in the episode “Journey For Three” on the TV Western series Gunsmoke (S9E36).
Goddard's next role was Major Don West on Lost in Space (1965–1968). A blossoming romance initially existed between West and Judy, the elder daughter of the Robinson family, but by the middle of the second season, West maintained an adversarial relationship with the hapless, sociopathic Dr. Zachary Smith
Goddard guest-starred on three ABC series, The Fugitive, The Mod Squad, and The Fall Guy and for a while, moonlighted as a Hollywood agent. In 1970, Goddard co-starred with Kent McCord and Martin Milner in an episode of Adam-12, in which he plays a friend of Pete Malloy (Milner), who is killed in the line of duty. The episode was titled "Elegy for a Pig" (so titled and announced by Jack Webb himself). Mark Goddard also played Ellie May's beau on the Beverly Hillbillies. Goddard played a supporting role in a 1974 episode ("Dark Legacy") of CBS's Barnaby Jones.
In 1979, Goddard starred as Ted Clayton on One Life to Live and as Lt. Paul Reed on The Doctors. Later, he starred as Derek Barrington on General Hospital. (Wikipedia)
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Grey's Anatomy 20x07
How much of a filler was this week's Greys, huh? Not saying it didn't had its moments (though honestly not a lot), but I don't think it didn't add anything real to the main stories. I also got the idea we needed to feel for those not really deserving it. Lucas who got himself in this situation with Mika and (partly) with Simone. Owen who once again needs a teaching moment to learn the very obvious (yet when they both agree they need to talk, they still choose sex instead - guess Teddy is not the smartest either). The cheating woman screaming at her huisband - who might be a dull but at least didn't cheat...
In the meantime they keep seeming to forget Amelia has a kid (besides Lucas), as they keep picturing her having this childless life (while Link is playing house 24/7), and Mika has a relationship (that finally seemed worth of a story, but wait, let's not tell it after all).
As said, not a horrible watch, but not bringing much either.
Station 19 7x07
S19 did remember their original stories - even though it took them like six year. I'm of course talking about Mason. We already learned he hasn't changed for the good, but now we didn't just get to know him better, we also got to see Maya's reaction to it. Her realization that she doesn't just need to pull him away from his life, but actually needs to keep him (far!) away from hers out of protection was well written, and Danielle did an excellent job showing all those different emotions.
They also continued the lawcase arc, in which I esp enjoyed the final scene in which Carina stepped away from it all without turning her back at the patient. A strong, well made statement.
I didn't really feel this ep's call, though I appreciate every attempt of showing the world how horrible and in this case even harmful gender reveal parties are (I seriously hate them even more than baby showers), I don't need to see any Ben and Bailey sex (seriously, it's like watching your parents) and I want to slap Vic for sleeping with Theo again - even though we all knew it was gonna happen.
Ps. We already knew they have a hidious kitchen, but now they have old people furniture, too? Jeez, who decorated this place?! This is so not them!! Can we just have them move back please? I even take that old duvet cover for granted!
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