#Victim is def a bottom

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I love Shady/Agent x Victim sm

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I forgot to give credits for the outfits

Thanks to this I was able to make this

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how spencer convinces reader to stay in rather than go out

MDNI | suggestive fluff!

word count: 1217

warnings & tags & stuff: fem!reader, def some nsfw descriptions of spence, all around suggestiveness, fade to black

author's note: second piece of writing yayy!!! this was originally gonna be smut but i got scared lol. anyway please lemme know your thoughts im DYING to improve. sooo yes i hope you have a wonderful day and here this is ig! 😚

Sitting alone in your room, you tugged on a pair of never-before worn cowboy boots. They were most definitely not broken in, and you knew you were in for an uncomfortable night of baby blisters on the bottoms of your feet. However, life is full of compromises, and these were too cute to pass on.

Especially for a night of line dancing with your boyfriend’s coworkers. Who knew that FBI agents got down like that?

You stand and plug in your earbuds, choosing to absolutely blast ‘Fearless (Taylor’s Version)’ by Taylor Swift. Also known as the only tolerable country music.

Dancing out to the kitchen, you wrap your arms around your lovely boyfriend who was preparing a cup of tea, absolutely not dressed for a night of country conviviality. Spencer looks you up and down, a teasing smile playing on his face.

“Hey cowgirl,” he says, gently removing your earbuds. “Penelope has been texting me on average every 10 minutes about how excited she is for tonight. I hope you’re ready.”

“Oh god,” you laugh. “I wish you were coming too.”

“I know. But that sounds awful,” he says in his matter-of-fact way. “Hey, I do have something for you,” he mentions. You look up at him, and he runs quickly upstairs to grab his bag. He comes down and brandishes his very own cowboy hat. “From the times Penelope didn’t have you to drag along with her and I was her chosen victim.”

“For me?” You ask excitedly. He puts it on you. Although it’s a little big, it 100% completes the look. You look up at him. “Think I would make a good cowgirl?” He peers down at you, trying to tell if you’re joking.

“No,” He goes the serious route and you furrow your brow at him. “You hate the dirt. And the heat,” he explains, emphatically defending himself.

“I guess you’re right. I don’t really do well with horses either,” you murmur.

“You do make a cute cowgirl for the night though, even if it’s not your true calling.” He ruffles your hat.

“Yeah?” You smile. “It’s not too much with both the boots and the hat?”

Spencer blinks.

“Have you met Penelope? She always has a lot going on. More than this.”

You giggle.

“They’ll all adore you, JJ, Emily,” he reassures, stroking the side of your waist.

You had known Penelope for a few months, ever since you started dating Spencer. But you had yet to meet the rest of the girls on his team. You were definitely excited, they seemed really cool. But you were definitely also nervous.

Spencer, jarring you from your thoughts, whips out his very outdated phone that he somehow still manages to operate, and opens the camera.

“Smile.” You do so, showing off all your teeth. You move to look at the picture, and Spencer tilts the screen toward you. “See? Adorable.”

You stand on your tippy toes for a kiss, and he complies quickly. A little too quickly to not have any meaning behind it. Your eyes flit down, and you notice a slight bulge in Spencer’s pants that wasn’t there a few minutes ago.

You raised your eyebrows and looked up at him. “Can I convince you to stay?” He whispers, half smiling. You tilt your head.

“Maybe” you say shyly.

“What if I told you that the chances are slim to none that you are actually going to line dance tonight? Penelope and JJ always end up sitting at the bar, and Emily always gives up half a song in and joins them. Without fail,” he says. You purse your lips, heart beating a little faster for whatever reason.

“That could still be fun,” you reason.

“Not in those shoes,” he says, rubbing your hip softly. “I know they must hurt; they’re brand new and you’re already shifting your weight between your feet much too frequently.”

You look down at your feet. He was not lying. “You’re too observant. This is why you basically always have your way with me.” You exhale.

“By caring about you? I could keep going. I know that you hate country music. And no, Taylor Swift does not count. She’s an outlier. And she was born in Pennsylvania. That’s barely real country music. You’d be miserable all night.”

“Yes, you would know about ‘real’ country music, Mr. Las Vegas,” you counter.

“That would be Dr. Vegas to you,” he quips, bending down once again and giving you a kiss. You reciprocate, kissing the corner of his mouth. “What if I told you I really wanted you to stay? Bad?”

“Bad? I guess I’ll stay, if it’s bad. But you have to be the one to text Penelope,” you say begrudgingly. As if you weren’t as releived as can be. And as if Spencer didn’t know that.

He smiles and allows his arms to wrap around your waist. Spencer’s kisses become slower, you could feel every aspect of them. His lips, of course, but also his stubble. The air being pushed out of his nose. The hand swiping it’s typical resting spot, your cheek. His tongue delicately tracing your mouth. It all feels so calculated for you, so measured.

And you, on the other hand, are a mess, trying to keep up. Your heart is pounding and you’re sure your face is noticeably hot. And by the time Spencer leads you to your room and sits you down on the bed, its temperature has only increased.

You kick off your boots. He sits next to you, his hands holding your waist, ever so firm. He brings them up, thumbing the inside hem of your tank top.

“All good?” He checks.

“Yeah,” you say, head spinning with all the good chemicals.

“Deep breaths for me, okay? Gotta keep your blood flowing appropriately,” he reminds you, leaning back and taking you in. “Pretty girl.” You blush and his hands move to your lower back over your tank top, delicately brushing over in a way that gives you goose bumps. You shiver.

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “You’re sensitive in your lower back. God, there’s still so much more to learn about you.” He breathes out.

“Good. I was scared you’d get bored, with your perfect memory and all,” you joke.

“Bored? The human brain is limitless. Your brain is limitless. I wanna know everything I possibly can that goes on up there. Everything that makes it feel good. It’s the least boring thing I can think of.” You blush and look down.

You lean in for another kiss, this time to his jawline and neck. Your hands slide up his stomach under his shirt a little and and you look up to him.

“Okay?” This time you ask.

Spencer nods. “Okay.” Your hands trace up under his own shirt, and you immediately lean in to kiss him, holding his chin.

All of a sudden he’s everywhere. Even sitting next to you, he manages to take over every ounce of your body. He’s kissing your mouth and forehead and cheeks, one hand is holding your face, and the other is mapping your stomach.

“Can we try something new then? If we wanna do and learn everything?” You whisper. One quick tête-à-tête later, you’re sitting on his lap, shifting your hips softly as he held your waist for you.

“I guess I was wrong. You’re gonna be an amazing cowgirl.”

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what if like the seijoh four was like in the same scenario as the karasuno third years, but maybe this a bit fluffier but still smutty?

I have started writing on them, however i just did not know how to go on w the plot tbh hm.

But w seijohs four, well, to me theyre def not fluffier, theyre less bitchy, more teasing? Especially w matsuhana

Oikawa would definitely play w u a lot, messing your head, teasing your body, making u feel confused on what his intentions w u were when he would flutter u w affections until the next day he ignored u like u didnt exist

Matsuhana were more or less the same, matsu liking to stare at you, creeping you tf out while hana were more of a hands-on guy, teaching you how to play volley while groping you and you were confused on how to react, they were your senpais, he was technically adjusting your position, poor you stuck in a limbo whether to just leave the club or suffer through their relentless touch

Iwaizumi made you chose the latter, always there to watch over you, making sure the other three wouldnt go as far, almost as your rock in the volleyball club but there was something lingering behind his doings, some intention that you couldnt quite grasp bc why else would he do all of this just for a mere first year.

You'd get your answer later when your body was almost bent in half, your upper back laying on the floor, your neck straining to gag on hanas excited thrusts into your mouth and the arguing between oikawa and iwaizumi while both were fingering the fuck out of your loose hole as your bottom was in the air, your thighs held by matsu who was enjoying sucking on your leaking tip.

While in karasuno, the sex was almost non-con, submitting to them however for seijoh, it was just confusing and dubious, your heart in shambles, your head fuzzy and your dick just cant stop cumming.

You'd take it like a static toilet, quiet, only gasps and whines until oikawa had enough of the cold shoulder and he would ram the living daylights out of you in the storage room, the sex was frequent, but it was always the four of them versus you.

Hence, your hesitance to remove yourself from the situation because it was always them ganging up against you and there were times were iwaizumi would take your side, saying that they were going too far but it was just a ruse so he could put his cock in your hole, and he was the roughest one out of all four.

It didnt help that you only had two holes to help, until that one time they broke you, double stuffed while sucking and jerking off two cocks, you definitely puked, and had a nosebleed with how far they pushed your body.

You were definitely a victim to all of this, they didnt consider you a victim, you'd hope, that would mean they had preyed on you the second you joined the club, but you would never get your answer, the four third years brushing off your valid questions, telling you that they only consider you as an acquiantance until you had to get on your knees, your hair pulled and every single limb you had was tainted and used for cock.

Oh wow i went too far LMAOO mianhae, i think this would be similar to what i planned for the seijohs, so the official one i would be releasing later is just a longer ver. of this💜

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hii!! i was wondering if you could write headcanons for like the main four spider-kids (miles, gwen, pavitr and hobie) with a reader who like smacks people when they laugh really hard? preferably w/ a reader thats a spider-person but its up to you! :3

aggressive affection!

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, dude used once in a gender neutral way, mentions of bruising and minor injuries (but nothing crazy), spider-person reader, reader forgetting that being a spider-person makes them stronger,,, um. (°ー°〃) oops!!! 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

↳ ft. gwen stacy, hobie brown/spider-punk, miles morales, and pavitr prabhakar

author's note: YES I CAN YES I CAN!! this prompt iz so funny AUWWUDH I HOPE I DID IT JUSTICE!!! つ﹏⊂ also super excited 2 get to write more of them becuz AWUDGWAAHWGHWAGUAGH I LOVE THESE CHARACTERZ SMM,,, also excuse me if there's more repetition or typos than usual,,, im eepy ( つ᷄ ‸･ )

GWEN STACY headcanons

▸ the first one to fall victim to your little habit. she doesn't mind in the slightest, mainly because she's generally pretty welcome to friendly touches- even if it is slightly more aggressive than she had expected. frankly, you could've literally bitten her and she probably would've reacted the same.

she's a little awkward about it at first, pausing mid laughter as you deliver playful hits to her shoulder and bicep. she playfully shoves you away at first, like, "haha– what– what are you doing–" but quickly warms up to it

▸ here's the thing though. she 100% will do it back. if you're both joking around and losing it over something, you end up hitting each other through laughter. and it'll INTENSIFY. at some points, everyone's wondering if you two are actually beefing or not ur not. itz the way u show affection 2 one another,,, in the strangest manner

when you're assigned on missions with her, you usually end up chatting– and then you find something hilarious to giggle abt and everything goes off the rails

y'all will return to HQ bruised asf like "nah man the anomaly didn't even touch us."

jessica and miguel DEF pick up the fact y'all goof off and beat each other up before even locating the anomaly HWJEJNDNE

unfortunately– gwen is slowly paired less with you on missions becuz of this. they can't have you distracting one another a girl can never have fun fr </3

nothing that some good behaviour can't fix! just try not to give each other a complete smackdown while on duty and you'll be paired together again in no time! hopefully...

▸ both you and gwen forget that being spider-people involves super strength. and though you're both used to taking a blow or two, it stands plain and obvious that the two of you can get carried away. gwen especially. she's just a little rough sometimes– not like she means to be.

sometimes, the dull ache from the bruises she left leave you wondering if you're both a little too funny for your own good. at least she makes sure to take care of it and hold back,, when she can.

when it's your turn to get carried away, she sees your eyes widen as you splutter a million apologies to her. but every time you deliver one hit too hard, she insists it never hurts much as you think.

"dude, it's okay. you can chill out." gwen reassures. "besides, i'm built tougher than that."

she flashes a grin at you, and it's almost convincing. like she didn't even feel a thing. you know better though– gwen definitely has days where she's more sore than she'd like to be because of you. not like she'd ever admit. she likes the random play fights between the two of you.

though, you will admit that the amount of trips to the infirmary in search of ice packs is getting just the teeniest bit absurd. people are starting to ask questions at HQ-- which is fine. the frozen bag of peas gwen offers to you for your injuries works just as good as any ice pack ...it's been sitting in the bottom of her freezer for God Knows How Long but you don't need to know that

HOBIE BROWN headcanons:

▸ you see how this guy interacts with people???

hobie's used to friendly touches, and initiates physical contact without overthinking it. that little shoulder shake he does w/ miles makes me smile everytime i heart hobie. ALSO AAUWHEHWH LEBRON AND DWAYNE'S HANDSHAKE BEING HOBIE'S AND PAV'S?? I ADORE.

you really think something as little as a few friendly punches and hits bothers hobie "forehead-kissing-the-homies-goodnight" brown??? /lh + /hj but man platonic physical affection hobie. like. hear me on this one.

▸ he's 100% cool with it– actually initiated it before you did. nothing crazy, a light smack on your back or arm as he laughed with

eventually, while joking around with you, realized you had the same habit

you end up hitting each other quite a bit– but he's not as accidentally aggressive as gwen is. laughing with hobie won't get you hospitalized, he's cognizant enough with his strength to know how much to hold back.

▸ then again, there are times where you get carried away. hobie's quick to shake it off, not feeling the effect of the hit until later– if you notice and apologize, he'll just shake his head and shrug

"nah, nah– it's fine." he insists, chuckling a bit as he rubs the spot where you smacked him. "there's been worse."

and yes, objectively, you know that's true– but you both fight villains in your everyday life. of course there's going to be worse than just a hit too hard. he won't accept an ice pack– but will joke that you could just kiss it better instead

that earns a groan from you, smacking him again in the arm for good measure as he snickers

MILES MORALES headcanons:

▸ doesn't hate it!! not against it!!! find it surprising at first. he didn't expect a playful punch to his arm in response to his little joke, but watching as you giggled uncontrollably, hitting him lightly– he decided that he didn't mind too much

he knows you don't mean any harm, so it's cool with him! he's rolling with the punches literally every time you two are losing it

▸ if you land a smack on him that ends up being a little too hard, he'll definitely try to play it off awkwardly, rubbing it and nervously laughing when you ask if he's okay

"oh sh–" you promptly stop, your smile fading as concern floods your face. he winced slightly at your last hit and it was much to obvious to ignore. "you good, miles? i am so sorry–"

"me? yeah, yeah– it's cool!" he replies dismissively, giving you the lightest punch back. miles laughs nervously at your completely unconvinced expression.

"bro. cmon. be real."

"that? hah– nahh. barely felt it." spoilers!!! he felt it

you keep it in mind to dial it back a bit when with miles, because he barely hits back and hates admitting when it actually hurts.

you'll get an occasional "ow–" with a little chuckle, but he refuses to acknowledge that you might be a bit too rough. he jus doesn't wanna hurt feelings man :(

you're his friend who gets a little too carried away sometimes– and that's fine!!! besides, he can't let gwen and hobie have all the fun.

"you holding back on me?" he asks you, noticing your hits have gotten weaker.

"what's it to you?"

"i can handle it. 's fine!! really!" miles says. there's a beat of silence as you stare at him incredulously.

"and you didn't bruise last time?." you ask, raising an eyebrow.

"yeah."

"...say swear."

miles raises his hands, sighing. "ok, look–" HE WANTZ 2 ROUGHHOUSE W/ HIS FRIEND TOO OK (*ﾉε｀*) besides. u and gwen and hobie seem to have so much fun w/ it,,

▸ because of his stubbornness, you oblige, pulling your punches just a little less when having a little laughing fit with him.

as a result, miles develops a habit deflecting your hits while absolutely losing it. gently shoving your hands away as you smack him, both of you doubling over laughter

miles will say sumn he knows you'll find a lil too funny and just,,, *cue continuous hitting and blocking as he predicts literally Every Movement you make* he's literally learned to parry becuz of u HAJWBDKDNEN

PAVITR PRABHAKAR headcanons:

▸ the type to pretend to beat up his friends while making punching noises when he's bored

he's just lightly tapping u with his knuckles going "pow– pow pow– bam–" under his breath HANWJENDN IM SORRY I FIND THIS FUNNY. i also. do this. (｡･･｡).

and ur like "...uh. ok."

he's def not opposed to it!! when he has the energy, he's all for it!!! pavitr's playfully hitting, shoving you away, gasping for air as the two of you giggle over something that's only really funny to the two of you.

he's pretty energetic most of the time, and it manifests as you "brawl" with each other as you laugh over some stupid joke.

▸ when you hit him a little too hard, most of the time, he doesn't even notice until the aftermath manifests as a bruise or two on his arms– but even then he doesn't care.

however,,, there are occasions where he initiates it, laughing and smacking you– and when you're laughing with him, raising your hand to hit back, he'll gasp dramatically, recoil instantly and get all dramatic about it i'm projecting all the things i do onto pav i bet u cant tell /sarc

pav the minute you decide to try and get him back– bar for bar, word for word:

he's just a little guy,, a little guyy,,, nooo,,, itz also his birthday,, he's a little birthday boy– HWJWBDN SORRY THIS IS SO UNSERIOUS

this is a bit that he drags on FOREVERRR like itz the funniest thing in the world

▸ ALL of his hits are a little too hard. he does the fake beat up thing a lot but when you two are roughhousing, you're the one reminding him to chill out through stifled laughs

he'll immediately soften the blows quickly at your request, knowing it's probably best for you to remain as uninjured as possible when not doing mission. can't have your shit rocked before you even face a villain!!! his hits end up somewhere between hobie's and gwen's– an almost perfect middle (*´꒳`*)

almost.

occasionally, he'll literally just... take the hits. not like miles where he's deflecting. he's jus standing there laughing while you smack him. which is a concerning sight for anyone who isn't used to your antics!!!

this happened in hq once and peter b, who happened to be walking by, lowkey thought you were straight up attacking pav

upon hearing the two of you giggling though, he figured that he wasn't witnessing an act of violence and didn't have to step in

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hiii, hope ur doing well both mentally and physically. :)))

can i request like a young, gen z, member of the 141 and konig. and just general scenarios and headcannons of what the base would be like???

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YEAH YEAH YEAH

dw pookies, i’ll always be ok writing for yall!!!

i’ve seen so many of these n there so creative 😭😭

this was def fun to write but i needed my bf for help on some.

(using my callsign again :3 ‘Shark’)

Not even a question that Shark would disrupt both Soap and Ghost to teach them how to do the stanky leg. Soap was literal ass with it, stiff and awkward, but he got the general idea.

Shark and Soap had to practically beg Ghost to do it, on their knees and hands clamped together. Shark even offered the last 7 dollars in their bank account for him to do it. Eventually he caved in. Surprisingly he’s actually really good, pretty smooth with it. But never again that this would happen. When pigs fly.

—

It was a daily occurrence for Shark to pester and poke at every member of the team. Today, it was König’s misfortune to be Shark’s victim today. Sitting in the common room while you bounced beside him. Hands up and guarding like you were boutta fight someone.

“Punch you in the face, elbow you in the face” You said in a stupid voice while fake punching him, stopping just before you actually touch him.

“Neck slice!” You take a little spin and hold the edge of your hand to his clothed neck. All König does is sigh and look up at you, obvious dark eye bags under his eyes.

—

Gaz suggested that everyone have a shared playlist amongst everyone, helps bring everyone closer, and it’ll be fun to listen to each others’ music while on mission or during training.

It was a good idea at first with everyone adding in their own songs. A weird mixed jumble of everyone unique and different music taste. But Shark’s was the most different, stuck out like a sore thumb. You could even tell when Shark would subtly do a little dance whenever it came on during a mission.

“My d-ck is big. My d-ck is very big. My d-ck is big, is big, is very very big” It boomed through the speakers of the training room, everyone froze or stopped their sparring when they heard the song. The only person who continued was Shark, swaying their hips a little to the beat of the song.

(Big Dick by Little Big)

—

Sweeping and empty establishment for any potential leftover enemies. König behind Shark against the wall with Price, Soap, Gaz, and Ghost against the other. It was an old apartment. Something caught Shark’s eye. Putting their hand up for everyone to stop.

Everyone thinking that they caught something, but instead they pull out their phone and take a photo of the four against a blue wall.

“What is it?” Gaz asks, wondering if they really did catch something but rolled his eyes when Shark started laughing at the fresh picture on their phone. Four men standing in front of a blue wall.

“You wouldn’t get it” They chuckled before stuffing their phone back in and signaling for everyone to continue.

“Remind me not to let them be lead again” Price muttered.

—

“Are you sure this is 100% safe to drink?” Gaz asked as he stared down at his cup, trying not to breathe in it’s toxic fumes.

“I’m pretty sure this stuff is radioactive” Ghost muttered under his breath. Holding the glass up to inspect it like it was a new found alien.

“I’m sure the old geezer would kick the bucket after a whiff of this” Soap chuckled to himself, earning a hard back of the head blow from the captain.

“You guys are being dramatic” Shark rolled their eyes. Earlier in the day, they begged Price to take them to buy something they wanted all of them to try. After enough begging and pleading he caved in.

“I don’t think zis is a good idea” König looked up at you, taking a single gummy worm from the rim as a little treat.

It was a mix of monster, half filled with cherry slushee, sour gummy worms rimming the plastic martini glass, 2 War beads dropped at the bottom, simmering at the top, a handful of sour patch kids, baby bottle pop powder mixed in, and a little bit of blue gatorade.

They saw it on social media and wanted to try it out, it wasn’t like it would be a daily drink, just to try it once. (Seriously though, do not consume this on a regular basis, let alone at all).

After enough hyping up, pep talk, and a countdown. They all took a mouthful of their witches potion concoction. Gaz spit it out, Ghost almost gagged, and Soap lost his vison. Price took it surprisingly well. Not even Shark was able to swallow half of it.

It gave them weird jitters and a big boost in energy. In one night they were able to deep clean the entire base, finally organize the arsenal, somehow separate all of the cereals. The marshmallows from the lucky charms, separate all the colors of the Fruit loops, and remove all the raisins in Raisin Bran.

They all woke up the next day feeling like they drank 19 gallons of alcohol the night before. Price slept like a baby, he actually felt a lil more energized when he woke up.

—

Price had been walking around all day, searching for Shark to ask for one of their reports. He knocks and barges into Gaz’s barracks. Finding him laying on his stomach on his bed and a comic book in front of him.

“Gaz, have ya’ seen Shark anywhere?” Price walks in with his hands on his hips. Gaz looks up at his captain then back at Shark that’s been discretely following close behind him for the past 10 minutes he’s been searching.

Looked at his captain, back to Shark, who shook their head and made and x with their fingers.

“Ehh.. No?” He hesitated, finding it amusing but needing to keep in a steady front.

“Al’right, champ. Thanks” He shakes his head before leaving the room with the missing soldier behind him, Price muttering frustrated remarks as he continues to search.

—

Shark took it upon themselves to make a little cup of coffee for Price since they know he likes to drink a cup in the morning. Placing it in front of him and taking a seat next to their captain with a cup in front of them.

“Aww. Thanks, kid! You didn’t have to” He smiles warmly at them before taking a deep sip of his cup. Watching his soldier do the same he notices it isn’t coffee. A more clear, pale-yellowish kind of color with steam coming off of it.

“Didn’t know we had tea. What kind did you make?” He initiates conversation, still looking down at his little sudoku puzzle on the newspaper.

“Tea?”

“What— What are you drinking?” He looked up at them then back at the mystery drink in front of them.

“Oh. I just boiled a can of Red Bull”.

“What—“.

“What”.

—

Walking into the lobby with a watermelon in one hand and metal knife in the other, except the actual blade was broken in the middle of the watermelon. They all stared at Shark, then the watermelon.

“We need a new knife”.

—

Waking up at 2 AM, sleepily stumbling into the bathroom, Price walked into the bathroom for a midnight piss. After he was done he walked by Soap’s barracks, seeing the light was on and the door was cracked open.

Opening the door, he saw Soap and Shark in their pjs, sitting on the bed with their backs turned toward him. They both froze and looked at each other.

“What’re ya’ doin’ so late at night?” He roughly grumbled and leaned against the doorframe, eyes still adjusting to the light. But, they wouldn’t turn to look at him, just answering and nodding their head.

“What are ya’ doing?” He asked more concerned and confused this time. Noticing how they wouldn’t face him and was super dismissive. Now that he was directly behind them, they accepted defeat and looked up. Both with pink bow or bunny headbands and a sheet face mask on each of them.

“What”.

A couple minutes later he’s laying on his stomach with a matching sheet mask and a black cat headband. Talking to his soldiers about his wife. Soap and Shark listening intently.

—

Visiting Shark’s home while they’re on a health leave to check on them, they all sat on the country house porch—Shark’s casted leg up on a stool— and talked about the missions they missed out on and how they were doing.

Gaz and König were playing and messing around with the farm animals, König’s was more petting and loving on the cows and goats while Gaz was feeding the little duckies.

König was running around, the cows playfully chasing him as he did.

“NO, LITTLE GERMAN BOY! DONT RUN INTO THE ELECTRIC FENCE” Shark called out once they saw him getting a little too close.

“Oh, mein gott! Zis fence is full of shocken!”

(Yes, I know he’s not german).

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Secret Life Predictions

(And bonus rambling)

Joel - I want this man to win so badly, but I think he'll def get top four (plz don't fuck this up for me joel)

Etho - I also want him to win, but hes def top 3 and will have to fight cleo or bdubs or joel for first place

Cleo - genuine contender for first place, honestly girl deserves it, no further comment

Bdubs - bro either will lay down his life for etho or die by his blade, but I swear I'll go insane if he kills etho

Scott - since its the curse break season, he's not going to be top 3 (somehow) but still doing good

Gem - I love her and it'd be so cool for her to win her first game (esp after causing half the servers deaths), but I think she'll be 6th, probably betrayed

Impulse - I haven't seen much of him this season, but I hear he deserves a win, having been high placed a bunch

Scar - he is public enemy number one, so I just hope he lives longer than grian because that man has been PINING so hard (or mby killed by grian but hey optimism)

Grian - i NEED him dead before cleo and etho for curse break reasons. Mans needs to die before his allies for once

Tango - havent seen much of him, bros just been queering it up at the heart foundation from what I know, solid 10

Skizz - skizz has been bottom 3 too much, this is his redemption he's got this

Pearl - we need scarlet witch red life joel team up they'd be so damaging. She's been going pretty great this season, left the tower and all, so I just don't want her to die alone

Bigb - literally he's been so strange I honestly don't know. He might just throw a curve ball and win it. I would not put it past him. The backrooms will claim anyone who tries to mess with him

Martyn - ohohohoh I want this man FAILED he needs to fail a task and die because whats more poetic than the punishment

Mumbo - (already out, wanted him to do better but honestly didn't expect much hes not great at surviving)

Timmy - (MY BOY BEAT THE CANARY CURSE WOOO)

Lizzie - (latest victim of the canary curse)

[thecameronchronicles]

On Your Knees For The Pope

TW: smut. Language. Dom!Pope. 

SUMMARY: Your bratty behavior has corrections only one man can make you obey to. 

WORD COUNT: 1500

REQUESTED

hittin you with an ask for when MM is over hehehhe. i'm literally DYEINGGG for a Pope fic where his gf always acts super bratty and everyone thinks she's just like that in the bedroom but Pope knows that she's his good girl who turns all soft and pliant the second she's in his arms. could def be headcannons with JJ and Rafe 2

On Your Knees For The Pope

"Are you mad at me?" You asked as Pope closed the door to the back bedroom of The Chateau behind you. His eyes void of any emotion but that pensive silence you saw him as he analyzed some textbook. Only when they rose to you, you recognized his intent. It made your thighs clench as you knew what you were in for. 

"Do you have any idea the shit that I deal with when you have your little attitudes?" He asked, calm and collected with mischief behind his soulful stare. 

"They don't think you can be a good girl...they think you're just a little brat..." He stood in front of you by the time this sentence broke, his thumb brushing your bottom lip until it parted from your top, as he fixated on the new opening. 

"But you're a good girl for me aren't you baby?" You nodded quickly, desperate to end the need making your panties stick to your sex. 

"You know how to apologize to me when I have to defend you for being so immature, don't you?" You nodded. 

"So then why the fuck are you not on your knees?" You watched him grin as you dropped and tore at his belt. 

"Slow down, baby...you don't know how much shit I got today...you're gonna take me nice and slow so I don't have to think about believing them..." You nodded, fingering the button holding his erection away, before popping it through the slit and watching him spring against your cheek. 

"Had a feeling you were gonna be a bad girl tonight...should have known with this little bikini..." He snapped the top against your shoulder. "I wanted to take your nipples between my teeth in that hot tub and use that jet between your thighs until you saw stars, but instead, I have to teach you a lesson..." You groaned at the idea. "And you know if you're my good girl that you'll get your reward, right, baby?" You bobbed your head. 

"Good. Now no more leniency. You've already had enough...show me how sorry you are..." You pressed the precum onto your lips, licking it away as you kept your eyes to him. 

"Fuck..." He breathed before you began at his head. 

The skillset required to blow Pope Hayward's cock was a mix of angles and pressure as he was too big to swallow whole. Your toes curled to how he felt tearing through your insides and making you come hard enough to squirt, but your oral capacity could only take so much. And he knew this. Which was why you crafted the seduction and torment he favored. The slow start. The growing suction. The play of his balls as he began to know how good you took him. The vulgar words that came from him being able to fuck your throat without you tapping you. And finally the release on your tongue, ass, or tits before he uses that very release as lubrication you didn't need before he made you stain whatever surface he used for stability. 

John B's bed being the latest victim. You could already envision how he'd make you shake. Your pussy throbbing at the idea of his tongue and teeth in unison. 

"Do. Not. Touch. Yourself." He warned between breaths as you groaned. 

"If you keep whining and it makes me come down your throat, you're little ass is gonna be sorry..." He took a grip to your hair and took himself as hard and deep as you could handle as punishment, before finally releasing you for breath. 

"You are such a good girl following orders...but I think you like being punished. Making a mess on the floor...wanting me to blow down your throat so you can ride me..." You nodded with a whimper. 

"Yeah?" 

"Please..."

"Baby...you need to learn a bit of patience...take me deeper..." You obliged until leaving crescents on his ass by the indents of your nails. 

"Shit, you look so fucking good looking up at me like that...you trying to make me come?" You nodded as he groaned, throwing his head back and threading your hair before popping you off of him. 

"Sit on the edge of the bed for me. Work on your clit...I want you dripping..." He ordered, pulling a chair to the edge of the bed. He pulled your ankles until your ass barely hung on the edge, your feet at his shoulders. 

"So fucking pretty...makes me want to consider  only letting you off with a warning..." You gasped as he set two fingers inside of you, bending them immediately. 

"Do. Not. Come."

"Fuck, Pope your fingers..."

"I know baby, you're swallowing them...look at this mess...shit..." He groaned, "How am I gonna explain this to John B?" 

"That you taught me a lesson?" He grinned. 

"Oh baby, I haven't even started yet..." Your back arched as his words felt like a strum to your clit. Back and forth, circular, and rushed. The build without sending your thighs to tremble as he moaned and licked his lips at the sight. 

"I don't want to edge you, baby...but it's been all weekend of hearing their shit...but you're gonna take it like my good girl, right?"

"Yes, I promise..."

"Good...so stop..." You set your hands away as he wrapped his teeth around your clit, rocking a grip back and forth as you winced. 

"Shit, you taste so good...you get to ride my face for one minute, but if you come, I'm slapping your ass until you cant fucking walk-" you groaned and gushed against him immediately. 

"Baby..."

"I tried!" Suddenly you were pulled up by your hair as his fingers were fucking hard into you. 

"Oh,.but you didn't try hard enough, did you?"

"Oh fuuuuck..." You moaned as he added a third finger. The unholy sounds were the only sound between your winces and his scoffs as you rode off the bed and into his hand. 

"You don't wanna listen...you're gonna learn how that feels..."

"It's too much!"

He pushed his palm to your clitoral hood, stimulating your nerves as his fingers were relentless. 

"Come on then, baby...give me another one...be a good girl and listen"

"Ahhh....POOOOOPPPPPPEEEEE!" You winced, working against him as he kicked the chair behind him and you gasped. 

"Again!" He growled as you gripped the sheets , swearing and embarrassed as he just made you squirt and was eager for more. 

"Come on,.you wanna be a brat and hold out on me, huh?"

"Fuck no...I wanna come..."

"Then do it again....right here...come on..." You shook and gasped. 

"That's a good girl." Another spurt. Another squirt. Another please unanswered. 

"Please...I'm sorry..."

"More..." He ordered as you shrieked. "Yes! Yes, just like that...fuck yeah..." He fisted himself as you came in his cock with the recent spray. 

"Finish...." You struggled to go on your knees, weak and feigning focus as you ached and throbbed. 

"Finish me." He ordered as you downed him. 

"Make me come fast and I might even let you get one more..." You hurried down his shaft, swirling and pumping until he stood and thrust the back of your head into the bed. One hand in your hair and the other on the sheets behind your as he bent himself for stability. 

"I'm close baby...just a little bit more..." You nodded before he moaned. 

"I'm gonna have enough to paint your entire fucking body if I wanted...but.since you didn't wanna listen, I'm stuffing your throat instead, my bad girl...my good girl who knows to swallow my cum, right?" You groaned as he pulled and tightened before sending each rope down your throat in perfect condition. 

"Good fucking girl..." You wiped your bottom lip before he moved to the bed. 

"You get one more because you listened and then you go apologize looking just like this..." You nodded before feeling his mouth between your legs. The synchronicity of his tongue and fingers had you barreling through your overstimulation and to that countless orgasms as it ripped through your nerves and only his face. 

Everyone thought Pope was as compliant as you were rebellious, unaware how it differed behind closed doors. But you would be lying if you said you didn't love it. And you'd also be lying if you said you didn't do it on purpose for him to treat you in a way he once shied away from. 

MASTERLIST

POPE HEYWARD MASTERLIST

@rafesmoon @maybankslover @puzziepoppin @gillybear17 @onclouds999@hopebaker @penny4yourthoughts @magnificantmermaid @pickingviolets @lovedetlost @trikigirl271 @maybankslover @slut4tangerine @slvtherinseeker @bluesongbird @slut-era @ailee-celeste @camilynn @sweetestdesire @jjmaybanksangel @phildunphyisadilf

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

in some jurisdictions (including california in the usa and in the uk as well more recently) pantsing someone can result in sexual assault (or simple assault) charges, even if it's done between students. swm was def written to be standard issue bullying, but a decent amount of the modern western audience is gonna read it in a particular context that is familiar to them/filter it through anti-bullying lectures they've gotten in school/etc.

okok i def get this. i do have a few thoughts they probably arent very well explained but i will try to put them in words best i can.

tldr at the bottom. !!

i do wanna j put it out there, generally, that james & sirius were complete assholes for this and by extension, so were remus and peter. i dont like snape but this was shitty and inexcusable. if it sounds like i'm justifying them in this, i'm not (promise 💔)

i know today it's more often than not considered sexual assault/public indecency , which is totally justified ofc, but this scene didn't take place today - it took place around like . half a centaury ago. lots changed.

yes, ofc, it was wrong then too and even if it didn't mean j&s would go through legalities and stuff, they shouldn't've done it but back then it wasn't considered to be so bad and it was fairly normalized, they probably saw it and did it (albeit in a much crueler way).

hogwarts doesn't teach mannerisms , they never sat through anti-bullying segments or got taught the hard limits or how to fight back vs aggravate. it was written as bullying , because it was. it wasnt intended s/a but that doesn't mean it wasn't heinous .

s/a comes w intent, james and sirius had no intent further than to show their power over him + get rid of their boredom.

istg they were so horrible.

according to wikipedia, this is the definition of sexual assault

Sexual assault is an act in which one intentionally sexually touches another person without that person's consent, or coerces or physically forces a person to engage in a sexual act against their will.

according to this definition, it's not s/a. it's still blurry, if it happened today i would think it be, because james would choose a specifically sexually violent way of bullying snape, but at the time pantsing didn't have those connotations (esp between boys). obv you can still believe what you want , this is just my two cents.

(i'm also gonna reply to some comments from my original post here since it's easier than responding in the comment section).

@eddvirusz : there's nothing sexual about the scene, and i know s/a is a pretty umbrella term that more specific things fall into but i dont find this specific instance to fall under that. it probably was just a big bullying scene for him bc they didnt have the nuances we have today. ik jkr is sexist but also. 70s were sexist. male s/a wasnt considered shit . but that's not the point of it, because there was no sexual intent which, as i said needs to be present. pantsing itself is not considered s/a according to most sites.

@silentgirlspeaksout : okay i just read through the entirety of swm and this is the order of how they hurt each other physically/attempt to + talking abt what u adressed:

snape attempts to hurt james first. james calls out to him, and snape reaches for his wand. you could say that snape expected an attack and was prepping for self defense or something, but ehhh... i dont believe that. let snape be an imperfect victim, he tried to hurt first

james responded w expelliarmus

he then did impedimenta (slows down/stops target - can also blow them away (which it did) if used more strongly)

james and sirius just taunted him while he lay for a while, throwing insults etc etc . power play.

4. snape tries to throw hexes at them but he can't bc his wand is far away

5. james uses scourgify. i dont exactly know if this is like a bad hex, bc it just cleans, so it must just fill snape's mouth w soap ? ig it has chemicals and stuff, but i doubt pureblood james & sirius knew of that. it did make him gag & choke though, that's when lily enters

james saying 'he exists' seems like a joke ..... i 1000% believe j&s & snape were both horrible to each other and james wasnt gonna stop in the middle of his little show to explain that to lily in detail

this is also where he says 'go out w me and i'll leave him alone' - youre right ,,, this was gross. it was played as shits and giggles i think, 'oh haha he never does miss an opportunity to ask her out, does he!', but it's icky . same , it's no s/a but its harassment soo . big L james. this entire post is kind of a big L for james, and sirius too but he has a lot of Ls.

also, "choke him out with soap before he does anything," - he attempted to do shit

"so I don’t blame him for fighting back with a cutting hex after he’s been hit with several spells" - i get it, vaguely, but not in the same sense (?). if james only hit him with these three hexes and snape went to draw blood, i'd say snape was in the wrong (sorry?), but they had a history - snape drew blood because james and snape had done this before, they've gone violent

6. snape cuts james' face (deep enough that it instantly splatters to his robes)

7. hanging snape upside down the first time

lily tells them to back off,

8. james let him off (*threw him down)

9. sirius hits him with a body-bind spell that temporarily paralyzes him

lily tells them to stop,

10. james mutters counter curse

snape calls lily a mudblood + her exit,

11. snape is hung again and we're left unsure whether or not he was exposed or not

there can be arguments made that, like you said, this is only unconfirmed bc it wouldnt be allowed to be in a children's book otherwise (but the book deals w nazis n like a hundred other things so idk it may be left on purpose)

you say jkr is weird about s/a esp w men and while obv #fuckjkr men and s/a discussions generally were pretty weird in the 70s which is why james mightve never considered that a possibility as to what he did + snape never considered it as s/a. fuck jkr tho

for the mary and mulciber thing , i was just yapping tbh but tysm ! fuck mulciber hail mary

ok i think ive yapped enough gn

tldr : s/a requires there to be something sexual taking place. you can argue assault, you can't argue sexual given time frame and context and just .... anything. but that doesn't mean it wasn't terrible and disgusting. j&s sucked ass for this, i may not like him but ill go pro snape where he's a victim.

not s/a, still unforgivable. snape is an imperfect victim because he's violent too. james and sirius are sadists and they should talk that out with someone that isnt each other.

[vallcro]

I read all that. ;p And I think it's interesting the psychology behind Joey's actions.

Regarding the bit in your tags, whether or not Tracy should do something bad- I think that depends on where you want the story to go.

Do you want it to be purely self indulgent? Then go ahead with all your favorite tropes and don't pay any mind to what others will think.

Do you want it to be very realistic? Real life victims can still end up doing no wrong but most are flawed because people are flawed.

And if you're lucky you might get both of these at once.

In the end it depends on what you want to do with his character. And how you want it to affect the story. If you'd like you can make his *lack* of action affect his character and story too. And of course you can make an AU of your OCs where something else happens in a different universe.

But I'll ask anyways. Regardless of whether or not he'll actually do something in the story, what would be Tracy's limits?

Would he commit an equally deplorable act and try to get his abuser to abuse another kid to set himself free?

Would he come up with some sort of self defense and abuse Joey back?

Would he do something that's actually moral but might seem immoral to someone who's been manipulated, like reporting his abusers?

I Think The Psychology Behind Joeys Actions Is Also Interesting Bc I Don’t Really Understand It And I’m The One Writing It LOL

When I Write I Like Writing Things I Think Other People Would Enjoy As Well As Myself So Idk If I Want It To Be Entirely Self Indulgent Just Mostly Bc There Is A Lot Of Ppl That Enjoy Smol Bean Bottom x Big Mean Top Like I Do

Honestly I Can’t See Tracy Actually Doing Something Super Bad The Worst Thing He’d Do Is Probably Be Mean To His Little Sister In Typical Middle Child + Big Brother Fashion And Calling Joey The F Slur Despite Knowing He Struggles With Internalized(And Tbh Externalized) Homophobia But Thats Not Like Awful And Most Defiantly Not Comparable With Being A Perpetrator Of SA And DV

So The Worst Tracy Is Gonna Do Is Be A Little Mean And Sassy Sometimes

For The Doing Something Moral That Might Seem Immoral Bc He’s Been Manipulated And Shit: Idk If This Is Considered Like A Morally Good Thing To Do But I Wouldn’t Say It’s Bad But Tracy Defiantly Feels Guilty Abt The Whole Thing With His Moms BF Even Tho He’s Technically Aware That What His Mothers BF Does Is Sexual Abuse And In Any Other Case The Victim Would Never Be At Fault He Still Blames Himself And Can’t Help But Feel Like He Did Something To Bring It On Himself His Brain Def Flip Flops Between “You Have A Perfectly Good Reason To Not Tell Your Mom Finding Out She Got With A Child Predator Would Kill Her + He Threatened You” And “The Fact This Has Been Going On For So Long And You Haven’t Told Your Mom Is Proof Your Basically Asking For It ATP Your Just Fucking Your Moms BF Bc You Want To” So He Definitely Feels Like He’s Doing Something Immoral There

I’m Still Trying To Figure Out If I He’ll Eventually Tell His Mother Abt Her BF Or Not My Original Plan Was For Joey To Be The One Who Helps Tracy Be Able To Finally Tell His Mom Abt It But I Think That’s Giving Him Too Much Credit TBH LOL Joeys Probably Worried If Tracy Realizes He Has The Ability To Report One Abuser He Might Realize He Has The Ability To Report Both Rendering Joey Both In Trouble With His Parents, With The School They Go To Probably, And Maybe Even The Law As Well As Leaving Him With One Less Tracy In His Life </3

Even Though Joey Beats On Tracy And Hates The Idea Of Anyone Else Touching Him He Also Genuinely Loves Tracy Even If He Has A Strange Way Of Displaying It

[trans-peridot]

FFxivWrite Day 13: Butte

This is def my weakest ficlet yet, but I sat down and wrote something so I'm still a winner! Tayfun faces down the ultimate weapon. Also a callback to prompt 7, against all odds.

“Such devastation... This was not my intention...”

This wasn't his intention? Oh right, he only wanted to kill and conquer everyone who wasn't one of his. But now that his own legion was caught up in the blast this was simply unacceptable, naturally! What had once been a massive room at the bottom of a bunker was now reduced to the solitary circle of ground spared the destruction of Ultima. A butte of walkable land amongst a wasteland of burning slag. Okay, more of a mesa. A plateau, even.

Lahabrea spoke with glee, “Oh, Hydaelyn... it seems the task of keeping Your champion alive has exhausted what strength You had left.” He turned down to the man piloting the Ultima Weapon. “Van Baelsar... Your enemy's shield is broken. The rest I leave to you.”

“We will speak later, Ascian.” Lahabrea disappeared in a cloud of darkness, and Gaius turned his machine to face Tayfun. “But first, I must deal with you. The question of who is mightier remains! Come, adventurer! Let us find the answer together!”

Tayfun drew her spear and grinned. She thought back to Pantalone. She had never answered the question: was she allowed to kill a fellow person, not a monster or a voidsent, if he was bad enough? Look at this guy. Playing his stupid games, then playing the stupid victim when he won his stupid prizes. You don't work with Ascians; everyone knows you just never work with Ascians. “With pleasure.” She gripped her spear tightly, tensed her legs, and shot off with a leap towards the imperial dead man walking.

[ashwithapen]

url song tag game :D

thanks to @yesireadbooks and @fire-but-ashes-too for tagging me! i love music so much so i love little games like this :))

what you have to do is spell your url with song titles and then tag as many people as there are letters.

shout out to my playlist with literally all of my music for making it easier to find + pick songs lmao

A - Aerie by Lena Raine

S - Scott Pilgrim vs. My GPA by Mom Jeans.

H - Hours Outside in the Snow by Modern Baseball

W - White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes

I - It's Getting Wild Getting Older by Loupe

T - Theseus by The Oh Hellos

H - [The] Humours of Whiskey by Hozier

A - About You by The 1975

P - Polite Company by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

E - Everlong by Foo Fighters

N - Nervous Young Inhumans by Car Seat Headrest

TAGGING (11): @leisoree @enne-uni @caffeine-powered-aroace @palebdot @tea-and-mercury @holdmyteaplease @purplehandshumanfeelings @junypr-camus @guessillcallitar @desastreus @the-stray-storyteller

below the cut: me being unable to just choose one/two for each letter lmaoo

A:

All Eyes On Me (Song Only) by Bo Burnham

Alpha by C418

S:

Safe by Surf Curse

Safe and Sound by Capital Cities

Sarah by Alex G

Satisfied by the original Broadway cast of Hamilton

Seventeen by the cast of Heathers: The Musical

Sex by The 1975

Sober to Death by Car Seat Headrest

Somebody To Love by Queen

H:

Happier Than Ever by Billie Eilish

haunt me (x 3) by Teen Suicide

Heartache by Toby Fox

Here I Am (Classic Version) by Bryan Adams

Hide by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

History Maker by DEAN FUJIOKA

Home by Toby Fox

Hopes and Dreams by Toby Fox

Hysteria by Def Leppard

W:

Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons

when the light turns red by Miki Ratsula

WORDS WORDS WORDS by Bo Burnham

Would That I by Hozier

I:

I Didn't Change My Number by Billie Eilish

IDK You Yet by Alexander23

I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young

I/Me/Myself by Will Wood

In My Room by Chance Peña

Into Númenor by Bear McCreary

Intro by C418

Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

I Say No by the cast recording of Heathers: The Musical

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless! by Lovejoy & by Wilbur Soot

It's Only Sex by Car Seat Headrest

T:

Take It Back by Darci, OZZIE

Taswell by C418

Teenager In Love by Neon Trees

Teenagers by My Chemical Romance

Teen Idle by MARINA

Tell It to My Heart by Paris Paloma

Therapy by Jonathan Larson

Time Travel Kool Aid by Half an Orange Ephixa

Toothless Lost by John Powell

Two Time by Jack Stauber's Micropop

P:

Painkillers by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Passerine by The Oh Hellos

Poison Root by Alex G

Possum Queen by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Pothole by Modern Baseball

Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy by Lovejoy

Pursuit of Happiness by Kid Cudi, MGMT, Ratatat

E:

Edge of the World by DESERT STAR

Edward 40hands by Mom Jeans.

Enterlude by The Killers

Eurus by The Oh Hellos

Everybody Gets High by MISSIO

Everyone but You by The Front Bottoms

Exitlude by The Killers

N:

Nellie by Dr. Dog

Never Coming Home by Scruffpuppie

New Person, Same Old Mistakes by Tame Impala

[A] New Victim by Nathan Hanover Synthonic Orchestra

Non-Stop by the original Broadway cast of Hamilton

Not Alone by Darren Chris & by the cast of StarKid's Apocalyptour

Notches by Crywank

notice me by ROLE MODEL BENEE

Now or Never by Halsey

[jenyifer]

Dead friend forever ep 3

Okayyyyy what an exciting end to the ep.

Let’s gooooooo

Por is rich which is why everyone is friends with him. Quick problem with this plot. Or maybe it’s not? Idk so we supposed to believe Por hadn’t gone back to the house since they filmed the movie and Non disappeared? But Non wrote the script so maybe they lured him out to the house and wanted to scare Non then he ran into the woods they couldn’t find him? But why would they have the gun?

Yeah don’t move the body. Now bodies can build up gas and burst. That happens soo the weird sucking sound is semi reasonable. What isn’t reasonable is that Por is still alive 24 hours later and able to talk he must have gotten lucky to miss his lungs. I guess maybe it just got his stomach.

I have been suspect of ^Tan? Because he wasn’t around for the head chopping or the scaring Tee in the bathroom scene and being behind them scaring them during the initial shoot. But this seems reasonable. Tan’s injury only on one side is believable. How he didn’t wake up when Top taken idk.

Sooo Fluke is def crazy and motivated sounds like a great time for snooping. White is THE idiot. Also he handles the weapon (no concept of DNA again). The video showed them specifically getting Non smashed. I would have found the cord then gone to check on Por Fluke was acting like he was going to mercy kill him.

Okay the ghost is grab able and can be injured. But he seems to do mega damage does he have massive robot hands? Also….. blood sacrifice seems to be a good place to set up camp if it’s runnable to the mansion. I guess ghosty dragged Top there cause his revenge is mainly on Fluke, Top, Tee, Por, and Jin?

Okay but where is Top’s body if he’s dead. You telling me ghosty lit all the candles had 4 empty coffins for the next four victims after killing top? Seems like a tight timeline if we have to include the ghost seemed to have fixed the bike while main characters were in the temple.

See I think ghosty is worried about the kiddos safety for whatever reason I guess to use them as scapegoats maybe since White keeps picking up things he shouldn’t or is ghost scared of what’s on the tape and it’s really top?

I’m doubting they couldn’t catch ghost man going back to the house didn’t they have to go thru a creek to get there?

What would I do…. Well.

The ghost did seem physical being that gets injured. Use the gun on it and or set up booby traps. In the day go back to the temple and see if you can get to a big road. Don’t spilt up. Yes Por is dead he can’t still be alive and them being there isn’t doing them any favors. Part of the ghosts powers is mental fatigue which can be negated by relationships etc.

For the two in the coffin well… kick the bottom or top out with diagonal kick to the top by the opening side. Also I don’t think it’s romantic idk what the fuck Phee is thinking they almost got killed

[justsomeno1s]

BasiKel Swap- New Somethings (Beta)

Anyway! Here we've got Something Watching (bottom left), and two more which don't have names yet "

Something Watching is based of Scopophobia, the fear of being watched, as well as general anxiety or paranoia! @va1iant-viridity thought that fear would be fitting for Kel's Something, and I def agree! (I'm not the biggest fan of my design of it tho, so its a beta stage!)

The exceptionally flat and thin Something (Rightmost) is Something 'in the bed'! It would take the form of a blanket, and would aim to smother or suffocate a victim. Its based off a couple things- Mari being brought to bed, the hidden scare(s?) in canon where someone/something is lying in Sunny's bed, a person lying under their covers, whether they're asleep, dead, or hiding like a kid, and weirdly enough, some ocean floor predators (The kind that lay flat on top of their prey, b/c their mouth is underneath them). Didn't really have a specific fear in mind when drawing it (I've been thinking of it as fear of being alone, to an extent, but I don't think it fits 100%)

As for the name- I really have no clue. It could be 'in the bed', 'under the covers', 'not sleeping', 'flat', or 'in the blankets', or anything else. Really though. I can't think of any good names for it that don't sound... questionable. Love the function, no idea how to use it.

The last one is an EXTREME Beta- No function, no outside influence, just one concept. Since Kel and Sunny aren't going to hang the body, it could be Sunny remembering Mari's face/her reaching for him as she fell. (A bit like the OG Something for the main, I guess? idk yet)

Anyway, yeah! Feedback always appreciated!

[avenger-hawk]

(submission by some idiot who had nothing better to do I guess)

Gotta put my reply first because your submission is too long. Also because I don’t like you.

First of all did you think I’d read this long ass shit and reply to all of it for real?

Cause I read the beginning and the end and it’s enough to see you’re an idiot, and your little brain wouldn’t be a problem if you didn’t come to shit in my blog.

You see, I write in my blog and I don’t come into yours to tell you you’re a delusional dumbass with little understanding…I do it in mine. I discussed N*ruto stuff when I started this blog. Then I got tired because it’s useless, no one’s gonna change their mind and the majority of ppl are too stupid to even think properly.

In my blog my word is the law. Not to mention I always say it’s my opinion, anyway.

My opinion is based on canon though. Ofc I like to stretch canon and write extreme headcanons…but certain things are canon.

Like yin and yang. Yin, Sasuke, passive/receptive element. Yang, N*ruto, assertive/dominant element. This is what kishi wrote.

N*ruto always chased after Sasuke, Sasuke either escaped or let N*ruto do whatever with him. N*ruto acted possessive and dominant with Sasuke, to an extreme point. He always imposed his will on Sasuke.

But you know what, I wrote about all this many times and you read my posts anyway since, I guess, all this submission is a confutation of my opinion.

Dude you sound like an idiot N*ruto stan who should use their brain before engaging in a discussion with someone else. Try to do this next time. But not with me cause I’m gonna block you.

Sns

You don’t seem like the type to engage in discussions that oppose your opinions but I’m gonna send this anyway, I was going through your sns tag and some of your points are confusing to me. How is naruto losing his shit over orochimaru talking about Sasuke like he’s an object proof that’s he’s like, super possessive of Sasuke? I do agree that naruto is assertive but how is Sasuke passive? They both have dominant personalities, if they didn’t they wouldn’t have fought as much as they did. If sasuke was as passive as you like to say shippuden wouldn’t exist. Both sn and ns are written ooc in that regard as well. I agree that genin Sasuke was selfless but shippuden Sasuke who didn’t care who he hurt in order to achieve his goals? Where’s the selflessness..? Naruto can also be selfish but saying he’s not selfless at all is the actual ooc take there. Not only is being selfless your average mc trait but the naruto who let himself get beat up rather than rat out his international criminal friend and constantly puts himself in danger so his loved ones dont get hurt, isnt selfless at all? Also the whole naruto chasing and Sasuke escaping therefore Sasuke is the bottom..?? And that one point about the war arc, I’m pretty sure they were both leading and following the other, not too much offense but you kinda sound like an articulate version of “Sasuke is the bottom because his name is sasUke" 

Yes naruto told Sasuke he’d break every bone in his body but like..Sasuke was willingly walking into the lair of some creepy guy who everyone knew wanted to possess his body?And Sasuke was willing to risk it purely for the power to kill itachi. This was also after Sasuke was putting serious effort into killing naruto so the kid gloves were def off 💀 naruto was also running on demon fox chakra which we know makes him more violent? And naruto saying that they’d both die if they fought all out was just facts they literally blew eachother’s arms off,Idk you don’t have to like naruto which I think you don’t but a lot of your points seem to ignore context and take it simply as this or that which is weird with how many deep analysis posts you have. 

Sns is also already toxic without your added layer of naruto dominant controlling possessive imposing ultra alpha toxic male and Sasuke the poor passive submissive docile victim who does whatever naruto says. Naruto was weirdly obsessed with Sasuke and Sasuke tried to kill naruto several times for the sake of solitude and power. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone portray their bond as the healthiest thing ever then again I kinda just watched naruto so I haven’t been exposed to the fandom for long. 

Idek if im remembering these correctly but sns first meeting after the timeskip naruto was just saying what about our bond, orochimaru wants your body etc etc and the only time they met up after that was at the bridge where naruto was like i get it now and not to attack the village but fight him instead cause he’s the only one who can handle all that hate, and finally after the war where it was just “let me cut you down” “no” and sasuke seeing into naruto’s memories and something else about what it means to be hokage. which sasuke was very obviously wrong about so the whole imposing beliefs is just..?

The Sasuke that wanted justice and revolution didn’t need to be saved but the Sasuke who was willing to and did hurt anyone and anything to achieve his goals and thought being hokage meant being hated for the sake of peace, absolutely did. The problem with the story was that they put those two together cause I find it hard to believe all the Sasuke was right crowd genuinely believe he was making God honest sense there at the end. Whatever “imposing of beliefs” done by naruto was most def to the sasuke who wanted to run into the arms of a dangerous enemy wanting to use his body, trying to kill his best friend for trying to stop him and get the ms, trying to kill his team again for idk, shits and giggles after their first encounter post time skip, running to attack a bunch of kages, joining but not really joining the akatsuki and trying to take out killer bee, an innocent jinchuriki, trying to destroy a whole village, nearly sacrificing a teammate he recruited himself to kill danzo by shooting a lightning blade through her, trying to kill kakashi? for some reason.. then trying to kill naruto( again) and the tailed beasts because he thought that was the path of #power and #peace 

You trying to pass Sasuke off as this super selfless submissive victim who can’t think or stand up for himself and gets pushed around easily by everyone and never did anything wrong in his life he was just desperate or whatever else is in your bio is probably the most confusing part of the posts I’ve seen and I’m a naruto stan who really only cares about him, as it relates to naruto you sound just like every other Sasuke stan who cries about his mischaracterization then turns around and mischaraterizes naruto, like you can pull for canon material all you want but still misinterpret it or just…choose to see it in your own negative way and run with it, saying this because you always emphasize canon in your posts as if what you say is the real and only truth and everyone else is delusional 

[castle-dominion]

4x16 linchpin

So yeah the part 2 of the silly little episode.

Open your window before u go in, if u can. Girl just loosen the seatbelt all the way & climb out... you're skinny enough... if the water is flowing in that fast... idk. Mythbusters did a thing on this. Yep I just watched both clips, they be dead. It's true the water would be hard to look thru & the front would sink first, but they would not be quite so deep until they lose the majority of their air. Castle's gurgle shout I love it. & there we go, it begins to sink faster except they still have too much air. Girl maybe grab the flashlight to break the window? idk. Castle should def be up by now tho. Rly scary. Although again if she's stuck like that she should not try to unbuckle her seatbelt but make it slack.

& here they are! They be living! y r they so far away from the ambulances tho? KB: Thanks. Am, um…thanks. RC: You’d have done the same for me. KB: Yeah. Probably. RC: ! Me: you said u would break him out of prison, remember the galaxy of greg? RC: That whole, uh, sinking car thing – much cooler in movies than it is in real life. KB: And for the record, I prefer watching spy thrillers to being in them. JE: So…tell me…how can your victim look like Nelson Blakely when he supposedly died ten years ago? KB: Yeah, I… RC: Yeah, weird, isn’t it? JE: Yeah. Weird. Fake deaths, car in the water— don’t you think now is a good time to tell us what the hell is going on? RC: Uh… KB: I’m sorry, Javi. It’s classified. [first names <3] JE: I was Special Forces. I used to eat classified for breakfast. And yet Writer Boy can know? Caskett: JE: Okay. I’ll be over there with Harbor Patrol, trying to figure out how to get your unit out of the drink. JE: *starts to leave and pauses* I’m glad you’re okay. *leaves for real*

lil bro just said castle x dr parish (lanie) would be parle/paril (peril? death? get it?)

Lanie & alexis when they see the cia fellows pick them up

Beckett's hair is so great half dried. Poor gal wearing whatever they had for her. Finally they are off the case.

Castle just yelled cia in the middle of the bullpen (after she called rysposito & accidentally got an audience for mom & dad fighting) RC: Well, you heard what Sophia said. I’m a reckless, immature, self-centered jackass. If you’re stubborn enough to keep going, I’m stupid enough to go with you.

*alexis in the background when rick yells he slept with people, I mean,, you know that you were conceived through intercourse probably unless my trans rick headcanons are legit*

RC: Well, it doesn’t matter who she is because I am never going to see her again. Now go to bed. AC: You know, if you’re going to keep secrets from me, I might start keeping secrets from you, too. RC: At your age, I’m thinking that might be a good idea. *Castle sighs and drops his keys on the table. He’s startled by Sophia sitting on his bed, who he just said he'd never see again*

Oh he just has his beckett murder board there for all to see

Ooh who is that pretty detective with the purple shirt who lowkey looks like my health & safety teacher?!

RC: Where are the boys? KB: They’re canvassing chess parks, looking for anyone that knew Blakely. RC: And why aren’t you with them? KB: Because my car is at the bottom of the Hudson, [or you could take backseat] and Gates won’t issue me another one until I write up an incident report, which I can’t do because this case is classified. [or you could write up an incident report & black out classified information & hand it in to her like that...

KR, rubbing his hands together as if he put on hand sanitizer but that's probably my covid brain, he's probably cold which is my canadian brain: What do you think this is about, huh? JE: It smells like an intelligence op. KR: CIA, NSA, DHS? JE: Same letters, different alphabet. [interesting way of putting it.] I had some buddies from the service volunteer for intelligence ops. KR: Yeah? how’d they like it? JE: They all died. Oh. I mean like, yeah.

Ryan looks so so so pretty, & then esposito also looks hella pretty today. I like them in their coats like this

Janacek Spivey. Good name. (btw it is a y j not a dg j nor a h j.) I like this professor he's rly cute. & I get to see more Ryan clothes & I love it, look at that sweater. I need to take pics of rysposito in the park as well as ryan's sweater here. v nice. KB, whispering: I've got t borrow your car KR: *nods* KR: KR: *looks at her as if he is concerned, as if she will drown his car too* Is that ryan's car, esposito's car, or a shared partner car?

finley, blakely, AND mcgregor? lots of names. *opens the door* *sees inside* *immideately closes it* Who would have a mind map thing like this? It's creepy af. But I love the artistry of it & the audio & stuff is so good.

KB: This can’t be real. No one can predict all of this. RC: Maybe not, but a bunch of people smarter than us think he can. He was killed to cover it up.

Flashbang? No destruction of evidence Gage is being chill I'm sure he can end up not being the bad guy Then again preventing them from communicating? idk... You DID kill the one guy tho bro Paranoia is so hard to deal with, you need to be able to differentiate between normal somethings-is-wrongs & dangerous smths-is-wrongs I would not give her name if I were you TG: My own people are setting me up! I'd believe that

They did that in fablehaven! Vanessa saved them from the hay golem!

girl could be someone like the kid of a politician. Hold on who is mcgrath? Blakely is the professor who came up with the linchpin & died right outside of beckett's car. I said "You DID kill the one guy tho bro" but he might not have killed those two. Wait tracy mcgrath is the girl who died in her house

The way they go back & forth with questions is good I like it. you saw HIM so you know he's a him? KB, who is so smart: Are you sure he’s lying? He’s not expressing any of the physiological traits.

ST: Turns out, all we had to do was outspend them. So true

MAN'S DEAD?? & the exit wound was nasty, as they are. finally.

Oh & now hackers are involved. They just have random animations playing. Probably bc cool animations reduce anxiety while a buffer symbol increases anxiety. Oh it was him. That "You can do that" was telling. They just have these animations going lmao

Oh man speaks english french & mandarin. Just like my lil bro! How does he just escape? Where is the elevator boy? *gasp* He's in on it too! *hacker voice* I'm in She's kind of pretty tbh

People are so annoying.

Castle is a genius! Run the mountains not the girl!

Woah beckett's pretty shoulder holster, neat! Oh a girl-girl conversation. Not relevant but my t key is getting worn down in Such a way bc it is Just in the wrong place & I can't easily reach it & t is a very common letter. It is just a dash in morse code! ST: Well, we fought it for months, and then…and then we just couldn’t stand it anymore. (soft chuckle) But afterward i—it was like, that tension was all we…had really, and without it, all we were left with was that… Well, those things that drove us crazy about each other. I mean, you know how he can be. This does not bode well for caskett

Ah sunrise. Hey this analysis looks legit tho, it reminds me of what the laser engraver tracker looks like. Not enough school logos.

Yeah lol money is borrowed into existence. that's what's going on. Yay get rid of the military! I'mma join a commune I swear.

Older bro: You & what army? RC: Us & what army?

You know, she seems hella sus tbh, not taking other ppl with her... Danberg is the cia man, I almost forgot lol I thought this was a skating rink XD What about the boy? Oh nvm he's with her

Nice nondescript black car, as usual. Evil mastermind monologue moments Why is the daughter with him on his business trip tho? Ok but what if I want to read the cryllic? The captions say "(speaking russian)" & the translated subtitles are already translated. I want the russian too!

Castle's dad? She's making it up. Ryan? Oh danberg. What if HE orchestrated it?

Ooh audio. He wouldn't just do it here like this tho, the actual death would be more complicated. Beckett just jumps him like that & then they have to pretend there Was No assassination attempt, But he just doesn't fight back & escape or make a scene or make it seem like the assassination was supposed to happen at all?

*Esposito & Ryan watch Danberg talking with Beckett and Castle in another room* JE: So, what do you think this was all about? KR: They didn’t tell you? JE: What? Th— KR: Huh. *walks off (almost certainly pretending) as if he knows* JE: Th- they told you? *follows Ryan*

Ah she did mention the fall of soviet stuff

Danberg looks like Such a Normal White Guy.

Better than new? They bugged her car. Music... *talking about his dad* KB: Must be tough Me: No his dad was the inventor of whipped cream KB: *actually not talking abt the dad, she was talking about Sophie*

This ep was great & all but really if THIS was two episodes (yeah it was great it was fine u can make it two episodes long) then you REALLY should have made the fenton o'connel arc two episodes long. I would have LOVED that. Esp bc Ryan was just undercover for like a day & a half??? this time around? Like last time it was over a year! Totally would have been more fun & honestly made more sense if it took maybe three days, or a whole week. (tho that would be a long time, there is usually one week between the episodes.) & if it was two eps long we could have seen more of the rest of the team & their reactions & feelings & their side of things. Could have added so much, made the plot a bit longer. Not necessarily more complicated, just... more steps.

But this is not about an episode a season later, this is about today's episode. Which was fun.

[gimmethatagustd]

listen. oh queen of life-ruining banter. i come to you on my knees because i require frenemies hatefucking with tae. featuring all the banter. and him being a menace. no this is not self-indulgent at all wdym sdlfjsldkfj - congrats again on your milestone :')))

WANNA FUCK ON CAMERA | KTH

You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s hipster, wannabe-photographer ass. You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s stupid smile and stupid jokes and stupid way of getting under your skin and sticking in your brain.  

» pairing: taehyung x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ | frenemies to lovers | smut

» wc/date: 3.3k | July 2022

» warnings: fingering | nudes (ig??) | unprotected vaginal sex | spit | tae is annoying

» notes: I’M SO SORRY THIS ENDED UP JUST BEING A FULL FUCKING PWP ONE SHOT KJDKFHS also i def didn’t proofread this enough so sorry 🥴

» masterlist | ao3 | send me ur thots 👅

» what was jai listening to? camera - dj drama ft. 1st fkl, lil uzi vert, mac miller, & post malone

The Wannabe-Photographer Chronicles (mini-series) Masterlist

If Kim Taehyung placed his grimy hands on the small of your back one more time you were quite literally going to rip them off. 

“Babe, we didn’t take a picture together yet.” Before you could react, there was a bright flash of light that formed black holes in your vision. A sleek film camera was the culprit. Not unfamiliar, you’d fallen victim to Taehyung’s “artistic endeavors” on more than one occasion. 

“Babe?” 

Your spotty eyes grew wide as you quickly turned back to the large man stuck in between you and Taehyung. You’d caged him into the corner of the living room away from the rest of the bustling bodies crowding the apartment you shared with Hoseok. From the moment your roommate introduced you to Namjoon at the start of the party, you were on a mission to get a good grip of his head in between your thighs. 

“No, no, no,” you shook your head, waving your arms in an “X” to ward off Taehyung’s evil. “We are not like that, at all. Gross, no. I don’t even know why he’s over here.” You hissed that last part with gritted teeth and shoved an elbow into Taehyung’s ribs. 

“We came to this party together, babe. What are you talking about?” Taehyung’s mouth morphed into a deep pout. Your’s, on the other hand, hung open like a fish. 

“Excuse me? This is my fucking apartment!”

You watched with growing frustration as Taehyung’s pout curved into a sweet smile. He was an abscess aching your teeth.  “Babe, you’re so cute when you joke around.” 

“Ummm… I think I’m going to go.” 

You both turned to look at the large man stuck in between you. He avoided both of your gazes; instead, his gentle eyes searched the depths of the room, looking for a way out. 

“Namjoon, wait,” You reached out to grab his forearm, “Just ignore him, he’s an idiot.” 

Namjoon gave you a soft, tight smile. “It’s okay, I don’t want to bother you.” He didn’t give you a second glance once he disappeared deeper into the apartment. 

You spun around on your heel and jabbed your finger against Taehyung’s chest. “Listen here, TaTa. If you don’t stop cockblocking me all fucking night, I swear to God.” 

“You swear to God what? What are you going to do?” Taehyung cocked his head to one side and you hated how hot it was to watch his bottom lip disappear between his teeth. He raised his eyebrows at you, tilting his head back a bit so he looked at you down the sharp bridge of his cute little freckled nose. 

He knew you wouldn’t do anything. There was nothing for you to do. 

He was such a piece of shit. 

“Why did Hobi invite you,” you muttered, pushing past Taehyung. You made very little ground before he was snatching your wrist in his large hands. “Can you please leave me alone? I’m not drunk enough for your shit right now.” 

“Let me get my beautiful model a drink, then.” 

“You are the most arrogant, conceited, cockiest person I have ever met in my entire life.” The grin that bloomed across his face was the exact opposite of what you wanted to see, but everything your body was being pulled towards. 

“Thank you.” 

With a huff, you shook your hand from Taehyung’s grip and continued swimming your way through the sea of people trashing your apartment. Leave it to Hobi to throw a massive party to celebrate “the beginning of his birthday month” without bothering to ask you. When he knew you hated most of his friends, Kim Taehyung in particular. How he’d managed to wiggle his way into your friend group was beyond you. Probably because he was hot, and hot people could get away with everything. 

Well, you didn’t think he was hot, obviously. Other people did. Not you. Nope. 

“Do not follow me.” You threw the command over your shoulder, praying to the lord that he would grow a brain and listen to you. Breaking free of the last throng of people, you walked the hallway until you got to your bedroom, Taehyung hot on your heels. You tried to slam your bedroom door shut but Taehyung had the toe of his boot wedged in the doorframe. He wrapped a hand around the edge of the door and pried it open just enough to slip his lithe body inside. The click of him locking the door made your spine shudder. 

“You’re so fucking stupid, Kim. Why don’t you go find someone to suck your dick and keep your nose out of my business? I’ll even let you use my bathroom.” Arms crossed against your chest. Chin jutted out. 

Taehyung snickered, keeping his focus on wiping away a smudge mark on the surface of his camera lens. “Bothering you gives me infinite more pleasure, believe it or not.” He looked up to meet your gaze. “And you know how much I love chasing pleasure.” 

By this point your anger was hardly well-contained. As you flipped through every scenario in your head you were finding fewer options to get him out of here. Murder may have been the only option, actually. 

“God I love how hot you look when you’re pissed.” Taehyung had the audacity to sit down on the edge of your bed, his long legs spreading like the space-hogging man that he was. 

“Take a fucking picture then. It’ll last longer.” 

“Ooh, you’re so clever, so edgy.” Despite his taunts, he did what you said, quickly snapping another picture of you. You flipped him off. “Glad you’ve finally agreed to model for me. How do you feel about nudes?” 

“Get the fuck out of here.” 

“Not even just a topless one?” 

“I would never, in a million years, even if my life depended on it, get any amount of naked in front of you.” 

“That sounds like a fun challenge, doesn’t it?” He got up from your bed, leaving the camera to rest on your fluffy comforter. His amber eyes dropped to watch your lips, the edges of his own lips curling slightly when you backed up against your dresser. A bottle of hair product tipped over and rolled off the dresser, thudding against the floor. 

“It’s not a challenge, Taehyung. It’s merely a fact.” 

“Look at what you’re wearing. You’re already halfway there.” Taehyung shrugged. He ran his index finger along the skin of your midriff exposed by your crop top. Reaching your belly button, he dragged his finger downwards until he landed on the zipper of your shorts. “Don’t act like you’re not desperate. The way you were hanging all over that guy said enough.” 

“Fuck off,” you said in an exhale. You made no effort to push him out of the way; this was one of many mistakes. 

“Hmm…” You practically felt the baritone vibration of Taehyung contemplating your comment, the hum rumbling from his throat. “Okay.” He took a step back and sunk onto your bed with his camera resting beside him. 

“What do you mean, okay?” You closed the gap he’d created and stared down at him with your hands on your hips. “You can’t just say okay.” 

The tiniest of smirks lifted the corner of Taehyung’s mouth, but he held it in as best he could. Controlling his eyes was another thing; he let his gaze travel the length of your body. “Am I not giving you what you wanted?” 

“Well, yes.” 

“Then what’s the problem?” 

You opened your mouth, but immediately snapped it shut. Taehyung leaned back on his palms with his broad chest on display and his legs spread. How had you ended up standing between them? He tilted his head up slightly jutting his chin out at you while his eyes continued to examine you. Dissect you. His gaze felt razor sharp on your searing skin. 

“Just admit it. You want me. It’s obvious how I affect you.” You felt your stomach flip as Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair, though a few curls decided to bounce back over his forehead. “One simple kiss and you’d be begging for me.” 

You absolutely did not want him. Had you thought about what those piercing eyes would look like from between your thighs? Maybe. But who hadn’t?! It was a natural consequence of being “friends” with Taehyung.

“You’re an idiot.” Another glare was shot his way when the stupid smirk returned. 

“Prove it then. Prove you don’t care.” 

If there was anything you hated more than this idiot, it was being doubted. Fuck this guy for wasting your time, invading your space, and then insulting you in your own house. 

“If you tell anyone about this I’ll cut your balls off,” you hissed. 

“I’m so scared,” Taehyung said with a lick of his lips. You wanted to smack that mischievous glint out of his eyes. Hell, you should have. But instead you were determined to knock him off his high horse. If you weren’t going to get into a physical altercation, you were going to fuck up his ego. 

Shoving Taehyung backwards so he was once again leaning on his palms, you climbed into his lap with your hands gripping his shoulders. Before he could say anything else stupid, you brought your lips to his and tried not think about how many things had been in his mouth. 

It was clear that Taehyung was trying to prove a point because he immediately began to devour you. His hands flew up to grip your ass to pull you tight against him, making your hands slide forward so you now had your arms wrapped around his shoulders. Biting down on your bottom lip he coaxed your mouth open to slip his tongue inside. You shivered at the taste of him, sweet like the grapefruit soju he’d been drinking. Distracted by him licking at your mouth, you gasped when you felt Taehyung buck into you. He forced your hips to rock against him and spread your thighs even further apart as you straddled him. 

Eventually Taehyung broke the kiss and you welcomed the opportunity to breathe. His lips ghosted yours, the two of you panting heavily against each other’s mouths. He kept a firm hold of your ass while he guided you to continue grinding against the growing bulge in his jeans. Every drag of his zipper against your core provided enough friction to alert you that you were soaked through your underwear. All because of a guy you’d swore you weren’t affected by. 

The reminder of why this was even fucking happening made you let go of Taehyung’s shoulders and lean back slightly. What the fuck. 

“You did that way too eagerly,” he snickered once you pulled away.

“Shut up.” You reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair to tug it out of annoyance because apparently Taehyung tore down your maturity level to that of an elementary student. The moan that came out of his mouth made you freeze. He stared into your eyes with his soft lips parted and all you could hear was his erratic breathing and the pounding of your heart in your head. “Looks like you’re affected by me.”

As if you weren’t an absolute mess in your pants right now. But he didn’t need to know that. 

“I never said I wasn’t.” The intensity of his gaze was too much for you, but looking away felt like surrendering. “Are you going to admit defeat now?” 

“You’re insane,” you scoffed, determined to hold his gaze. 

Taehyung broke first. He let go of your waist and brought his hand forward to press his thumb hard against your clit through your shorts. You instinctively tightened your hold on his hair, tugging slightly. The action pulled another moan out of Taehyung and it was impossible for you to hide the way you grinded against his hand. 

“You want me. Just admit it.” 

“No,” you snapped. Taehyung raised his eyebrows as though he was shocked by your determination. You were not giving in, no matter what your body wanted. 

Even if he pulled down the zipper of your shorts. Even if he tugged on the waistband of your underwear. Even if he squeezed his hand inside your underwear to drag his fingers through your arousal. 

“Admit it.” 

Your breath hitched when you heard the wet squelch of Taehyung teasing your entrance and rolling his fingers against your clit. You couldn’t speak for fear a moan instead of words might fall out of your mouth, so you merely shook your head. 

Wrapping his other arm around your waist, Taehyung bucked into you at the same time he slipped two fingers inside of you. The force with which you bit your bottom lip to keep quiet was enough to shoot pain through your nerves. Seeing you like that and feeling your thighs tremble against his told Taehyung everything he needed to know. 

But he wanted you to say it. 

“Come on, Y/N,” he cooed a soft whisper in your ear. He curled his fingers, pressing your front wall until he found the spot that made you dig your nails into his biceps. “Just admit it and I’ll give you what you want.” 

He quickened his pace, pumping his fingers in and out of you with enough force to rock you back and forth in his lap, all the while his dark eyes locked on yours. 

“You’re a piece of shit,” you attempted to hiss but your voice broke into a loud whimper. Taehyung grinned and gave you one final thrust into your g-spot before he watched you arch into him, eyes closed and head thrown back as you moaned his name. He leaned back slightly to give him the perfect angle to snatch up his camera. You thought the bright light was probably the most intense orgasm you’ve ever felt in your life quite literally making you blind, but your pleasure quickly turned into a pterodactyl screech. 

“KIM TAEHYUNG WHAT THE FUCK!” You lunged for the camera, but he held it above your head and your legs were still too shaky to do much of anything. “Did you just fucking take a picture of me while I… while I…” You beat against his chest. 

“You looked too good not to immortalize the moment,” Satan himself said with a laugh, absorbing your punches with the cockiness of the most horrible person in the world. “If you want to try for a better shot, I still have five photos left on this film.” 

“I’m going to fucking murder you.” 

“Sure, you can murder me. I’ll die happy now.” You felt weak in the knees once again when Taehyung popped his fingers, wet with your cum, into his mouth to suck clean. “Or you could admit that you want me and I’ll split you open the way you deserve.” 

Fuck. 

You were in big trouble. 

Taehyung’s cocky grin disappeared as you eased back down into his lap, replaced with a look of determined lust that clouded his lidded eyes. At this point, it wasn’t about admitting that he turned you on or that you wanted him. At this point, you needed him. 

“Say it and I’m yours,” he whispered. Goosebumps bloomed across your skin as he ran his hands up your sides, pushing your crop top up as he went. You lifted your arms to allow him to pull it off of you. He sucked his teeth when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra and immediately brought his mouth to your nipple. You let out a soft moan when Taehyung flicked his tongue against it, swirling a circle until it was erect and he was satisfied enough to move to the other. 

“Fuck you, Taehyung.” You clawed at his t-shirt, less gentle in your approach as you ripped it over his head. Next your fingers flew to unbutton his jeans. “I admit it, okay? Are you happy now?” Frustration made your movements frantic and you tugged Taehyung’s pants down as hard as you could, barely giving him time to maneuver around you to lift his hips. 

“Admit what?” He planted a hot kiss against your throat to muffle the deep moan that rumbled in his throat when you finally held his cock in your hand. 

“I need you, fuck!” You shimmied out of your shorts and shoved Taehyung onto his back. “Why are you such a fucking dick?” 

You grabbed his cock a bit too aggressively and Taehyung briefly watched his life flash before his eyes. Maybe he shouldn’t have pushed you so hard. Though he quickly got over it, hips bucking into your hand while he watched you spit on the tip and let it run down his shaft, slow and sweet. 

“Took you long enou-” Taehyung gasped when you rubbed his cock along your pussy, quickly coating him so you could sink onto his cock until your clit rubbed against his abdomen when you leaned forward. The stretch was enough that you probably should have eased yourself onto him a bit slower to avoid the head of his cock piercing your cervix the way it had, but at this point you were too pissed off to give a shit. He lifted his head to watch you roll your hips on him, the twisting sensation making his cock pulse inside you. 

“Holy fuck.” Taehyung dropped his head back onto the mattress and dug his fingers into the sheets as you began to fuck yourself on him. Sure, he’d promised to fuck you good, but you had absolutely no patience for whatever he was willing to give you. You picked up the pace, one hand squeezing his shoulder for support while the other dragged your nails down the length of his chest. You may have dug into him a bit deeper than you needed to, but the red streaks you left on his skin were more than satisfying. 

“Don’t even think about taking a picture of this,” you muttered through clenched teeth. That sweet, hot buildup of pleasure rippling through your abdomen was starting to get more and more unbearable, but you needed to know that the little creep wasn’t going to ruin a good orgasm for you by playing paparazzi again. 

Taehyung whimpered, shaking his head frantically. “I swear, oh fuck. I s-swear I won’t.” 

His babbling was both pathetic and cute, and you prayed he didn’t bust a nut before you got to. To have Kim Taehyung writhing beneath you with that tight little waist and bulging biceps, all to have him cum first?? No fucking way. 

“Good boy,” you snickered and Taehyung practically lost it right there. 

“You’re insane,” he huffed, closing his eyes once he felt you tighten around him. “Fucking insane.” 

You wanted to bitch him out some more because you definitely weren’t the insane one here, as if he hadn’t toyed with you only to immediately give in once you gave him a taste of his own medicine. But you let it go as you felt that sweet buildup in you finally snap. “Fuck, Taehyung,” you moaned, feeling his hands come up to grab your waist to guide you on top of him as he fucked you through your orgasm and your movements began to falter. Thankfully, it didn’t take him long to finally reach his release; you weren’t interested in overstimulation after the sweaty, horny mess he’d made of you. 

Leaning your forehead into his shoulder, you let your body go limp on top of Taehyung as the two of you caught your breath. 

“Don’t fuck with me anymore,” you threatened, though the post-orgasm shakiness of your voice didn’t make you sound very convincing. 

“I can fuck you again, though, right?” 

You lifted your head to see that fucking grin again and groaned, dropping your face into his neck again. “Maybe.” 

“Are you down for nudes next time?” 

“Don’t fucking push your luck, dickhead.” Your body jiggled as Taehyung laughed. There was the cocky Taehyung once again, the one you oh so loved. Something told you if there was a next time you wouldn’t have it so easy. 

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