#also idk why the second gif was such a big file

[padfootdaredmetoo]

Hi again! Here's the second Henry Sherlock X Peaky idea I had if you wanted! It would be a Sister Holmes X Tommy Shelby where reader is Tom's secretary and has just stated dating him but hasn't told her family yet because she hasn't seen them in a while. Then maybe one day a girl (badly disguised as a boy) is caught snooping around the betting shop and as Arthur takes her to Tom's office for questioning the reader immediately clocks it as her little sister who a agreed to spy for Sherlock. Then reader finds him and is berating him for putting Enola in danger while Sherlock is mad about her ruining their cover because he's investigating Tom for a case and as their arguing the reader says she knows Tom didn't do it because he was with her at the time (maybe she reveals the hickies) and Sherlock just freezes and goes into big bro mode while the Shelby family is trying to figure out what's going on because for once they didn't commit this crime and they haven't heard about the readers family yet. And yeah! That was the other idea😂 idk which to send in so you can choose which you'd rather do! Feel free to change anything about them too! I just desire some Sherlock x Peaky goodness 😂 ❤️❤️ also I hope those weren't too long I just didn't know how to explain them shortly!

Have a great night/day/time! ❤️❤️ and remember: GO YOU!!

Hey Love,

Hope you enjoy this and thank you for waiting so long! Was away on vacation (realized I didn't post that I was away.) Thanks again for these requests! they were so fun!!!

Warnings: Mention of child trafficking/conflict between family / peaky blinders-related themes

You were tired after being up all night. The conditions were nothing to complain about though. You lay in bed thinking about the chaos that surrounded your boss, and your relationship to him. You knew he wasn’t always a good man. But just like the morning sun streaming through your curtains, your mind was hazy. 

This feeling was not something you had experienced before. Complete ease. You were relaxed when he was around, and you even enjoyed being around his family. The feeling was addictive and considering the family you were born into it wasn't a mystery how you had ended up with such an appetite. 

While the Shelby family could match your folks for chaos, they had a consuming warmth about them that was foreign to you.

You thought long and hard on your way to the betting shop. This emotion could be a result of lovemaking, you knew enough about brain chemistry to know that there was a scientific side to these things. But why were you so happy the rest of the time? Why were you becoming so attached to him and his family? 

You got to the betting shop and were thankful to see tea brewing in the kitchen upstairs. You poured a cup and grabbed a muffin from the counter before settling in at your desk. 

Your mind was finally distracted from trying to sort out your feelings. Relief flooded you as you tied your hair out of the way and dug into the various file folders. You were doing your favorite, well, second favorite thing. Analyzing data for patterns. This particular situation was close to your heart you wanted to find the evidence as quickly as possible. 

You were so consumed with compiling evidence that you didn't even notice that something had kicked up in the betting shop until Arthur had dragged the commotion to the front of your desk. 

He held a girl dressed in boy's clothes by the collar of her shirt. The girl was young with a face that resembled yours a great deal. Your stomach dropped and you weren't sure if you wanted to shout at him to take his hands off of her or die of embarrassment. 

Your own appearance was embarrassing enough, your hair was tied up in a scarf, and your thick-rimmed reading glasses probably only made your eyes look even wider than they were. 

“Enola?!” You hissed. Your whole nervous system kicked into high gear. She could have been killed. Arthur could have killed your baby sister. 

You stood up and Arthur was smart enough to release his grip on her. 

“What the bloody hell are you doing?!” She looked up at you with sad eyes, a trick that had been abused many times over the years of broken dolls and colored pencil scribbles on the pages of your books. 

“Arthur?! What on earth-” Polly shouted from upstairs. 

“Eh - Looks like it's being handled,” Arthur called back, giving you a wink. His face told you that he knew exactly what emotion you were feeling. Older sibling to older sibling, he was going to let you handle your sister. Rather than the alternative, which would have been to put her in the cellar till Thomas got back. 

Your stomach dropped. 

“Enola what the fuck.” Your voice was low and she gave up on looking sad. 

“Fine.” She rolled her eyes and you fought the urge to slap her. She gave you a meaningful look and slowly said “It’s family business” 

Arthur snorted slightly. Polly was coming down the stairs. 

“I called Thomas. Now what is going-” She started but you cut her off. 

“Enola, why are you here, I trust them with family business.” 

“Well, you shouldn't.” She snorted and you hated the arrogance that was radiating off of the girl. This attitude and performance lead you to the conclusion that Sherlock must have sent her. She was always hungry for his approval. 

“What does Sherlock want with them?” You asked firmly. Her eyes widened slightly but she brushed it off. 

“How long have you worked here?” She said giving you a cold look. 

“I’m the one interrogating you.” You reminded her. “Now where is Sherlock? I’ll just ask him myself.” 

Just then as if summoned he came through the doorway with Thomas. Your temper flared up and you gripped the edge of your desk to steady yourself. 

“Could have just called me.” You said trying to keep the anger out of your voice. 

“You can’t really be trusted on this one.” He said in his usual unbothered tone. You knew that this mess was clearly for an ongoing case and that because you were employed here you couldn't be involved. But it hurt non the less. 

“Right.” You said narrowing your eyes. “Get it over with. Now.” You demanded, unsure if Arthur took a step closer toward you in an effort to show solidarity or if it was in case you ended up being a threat to the family. 

“Well, I’ve been employed by a family to investigate the Shelby family here. Yesterday it became an active murder investigation..” 

You watched an expression cross Thomas’s face and you wondered if he lied about that part of his life being packed away. You caught a look of confusion on Polly’s face that quickly turned into a stony mask. She didn't know what this was about, but she’d turn on you if it was necessary. 

“What family and when?” You said sharply. You felt Thomas’s cold eyes stay locked on you. 

“Harris, I placed the time of death around 8pm.” He bit back. 

“We were at dinner, I can account for his whereabouts for the whole evening. Before you accuse me of lying, I’ve been looking through all their books and paperwork.” You picked up the papers you had been collecting your findings on. You almost wanted to laugh at your luck, for once you had the upper hand. 

“Your employer didn't take too kindly to us after we refused an offer they made regarding the children at the orphanage.” Sherlock’s face paled slightly. “I’ve got more than enough evidence through the paperwork here to put them away for life. Human trafficking.” 

You both entered a famous Holmes staring contest and he knew that he’d messed up. You weren't expecting him to look so angry though. Sure when you were children he would get mad like this. You hoped he was angry at the horrible crimes being committed but something in your stomach said otherwise. 

You wanted to break and look to Thomas. You suddenly became aware yet again that your hair was messy and you were still wearing your glasses. You normally always took them off when someone was approaching. Your cheeks got slightly pink at the thought of him judging you. 

“The real question is what will we do to bring them down,” Polly said trying to break up the tension. 

“Why this?” Sherlock’s voice cut like a knife as he gestured to the room.  

“We can discuss this later.” He didn't budge and you were grateful that Polly started to pull Enola up the stairs. 

“Come let's get you some tea and a snack,” She said quietly. Polly shot Arthur a look over her shoulder. He gave you a reluctant look but followed her out of the room. 

Thomas stayed against the wall looking as relaxed and bored as he always did when in the company of outsiders. 

“Why them?”Sherlock repeated once he realized Thomas wouldn't be leaving, and you realized it was the same question that had been nagging you all morning. 

“They make me happy. He makes me happy.” You said quickly. 

“They are criminals.” 

“These are hard-working people. You snoop around if you like, but you won't find anything criminal here.” You knew this because you handled the transition of the business yourself. 

“I don't like it.” He said firmly and the emotion he was giving off finally made sense. He wasn't one-upping you, he was trying to protect you. 

“You wouldn't like it if it was anyone else either.” You said with a small smile finally understanding. “I’m sure we can help each other with this?” You gestured to the paperwork. 

“Of course.” He nodded and came to stand next to you. Just like that things fell into their usual flow,  you explaining a pattern and him trying to prove you wrong to help narrow it down. You and him went back and forth at a rapid pace and within a few moments, he was in agreement with you. Just then you heard Enola speak. 

“Did I miss all the good stuff?” She asked Thomas and you looked up, breaking your concentration. He gave her a small smile. Once seeing his friendly nature you went back to pulling the last of the stolen documents you hadn't examined yet. 

“I think they have most of it sorted,” Thomas responded. 

“Damn.” Enola sighed. “Was it cool? I bet it was cool.” 

“Very.” Thomas’s response caught you off guard. 

“Sorry about your shop - and everything.” She said in an uncharacteristically shy voice.

“It’s alright. Feel free to stop by anytime.” You watched Enola’s face light up at his words. While they were legal on paper, you knew this was a dangerous place and probably always would be. Was Sherlock's world any different? As long as the family kept her safe she would be fine you reassured yourself. 

“Thanks.” She held out her hand to him.

“Enola.” 

“Thomas.” 

They chatted and your heart got a little bit softer the more they spoke. 

“This is enough to take to the inspector.” Sherlock finally said officially letting you win in his own way.

Your eyes snapped up and looked to Thomas, he was listening to something Enola was explaining. He gave you a nod before looking back at your little sister. 

“Excellent - erm Thanks.” You said not sure how to proceed with things. “I know they have a rough history. But so do we.” 

“You and Enola are my responsibility. I’ll be around.” He gave you a long look before standing up. He shook hands with Thomas and you walked him and Enola to the front door. You said your goodbyes and watched them hail a cab. 

Once they were on their way you took a few deep breaths before going back into the shop. You took your hair down and tucked your glasses into the pocket of your sweater. 

After another moment you went back inside to apologize. 

You came back in and heard their voices from the bottom of the stairs. It sounded like they were filling John in on what he had missed. 

“I’ve never seen anything like it. It was like watching a machine or something.” Thomas said and you weren't sure how you felt about his words. You were a receptionist on paper, you could have done many things with your life. But this job was invisible. No one bothered you, no one compared you to either of your big brothers. It was comfortable. When Thomas asked you to take a look at things you were simply going to give him your findings so he could bring those bastards down. You didn't want credit or publicity. You certainly didn't want him to see you as that nerdy girl with glasses who had so often been belittled. 

“Machine or not, she’s one of them. She’s handled everything! She could take us down any moment - you just can’t-” Polly hissed and you felt her words cut through you like hot knives. 

“I’ll handle it.” Thomas cut her off darkly and you felt like you had been dunked into cold water. 

“Tom - at least hear her out. Not like they treated her nicely. Maybe she’s different?” Arthur said in a pleading tone but there was no response. 

You knocked on the door frame to announce your presence. Sharp eyes landed on you and you took a breath trying to look composed. 

“Walk me home?” You asked Thomas and he looked at you for a long moment as if he was studying something strange in a museum. He gave you a nod and took your arm. 

He didn't say a word the whole way back. You felt his eyes land on you periodically and each time your heart rate sped up. These were last looks and you could feel parts of you start o spin out of control. 

You opened the door to your flat with shaking hands. Once you pushed it open the stuffy air made it even harder to breathe. He shut the door and locked it, the sound making your chest constrict even tighter. You felt like you were being suffocated, but now wasn't the time to show such emotions. 

“Why did you help us?” The question was simple and you were relieved he was going to hear you out, even if he just had the patience for a fraction of the story, it would lessen the burden on your chest significantly. 

“You needed help. You wanted to be better.” It was hard to get your voice up above a whisper. Your mind flashed to all the times you wondered about him and his family and why they would be converting their business over to be completely legal in the first place. They would reach much farther opportunities being shady. What was in it for them? But there was always something shining in Thomas’s eyes that answered your question. Pride. He didn't care about making more money at this point. He cared about his family being respected after a hard life of being dismissed and shit on. 

You remembered the various balls and social events you had been forced into at Mycrofts side. All the men that had tried to take your hand in marriage. All from grand wealthy families that had started much like Thomas had. It was unavoidable. You thought about how your life would have been as a wife instead of a gangster's girlfriend. 

“You could have turned us in any time. Given your bothers the tip-off”

Brothers plural. So he knew Mycroft too. Fuck. 

“Why would I?” You mumbled feeling defeated. “They care about themselves. Well, not Sherlock, he cares in his own way. Enola is just a kid still. Mycroft only cares about himself.”

“He hasn't pressured you for information on us?” 

“We would have to talk for him to do that. As far as he knows I’m a “worthless spinster living within the dregs of society.” You mocked his voice feeling frustrated. If his existence was the thing to fuck this up for you, you would find a way to make him pay for it. 

“Why didn't you tell me about your family?” He was still as cold as you expected him to be but there was a slight toe of hurt in his voice. 

“Well, there's the Holmes family that everyone sees and then the other side. I just - I really like it here. Your family is - more - they like me. They seem to enjoy having me around. It’s not a big competition all the time. And then you -” Your voice cut and tears started to become unavoidable. 

“Well, nothing bad has happened.” he shrugged. “Mycroft certainly doesn't know we're together.” He said with a smile. You wanted to know how he knew that.

“Everything was destroyed anyway. It would be my word against yours, and as you can see no one listens to me anyway.” 

“I do.” He said and pulled you against him into a tight hug. 

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He proposes shortly after.

Mycroft finds out and needs to be taken to the hospital because he thinks he's having a heart attack

Sherlock randomly shows up at Arrow House while You are shopping with Enola. Examining the whole house while Tommy smokes and follows him. Eventually, Sherlock agrees that this is a fine house for you to run. That if Thomas fucks up in any way that Sherlock would kill him and that Sherlock was sure he wouldn't get caught. They shake on it.

They end up working together occasionally. Enola becoming very attached to Esme & Polly. Sherlock eventually becoming fond of the family and occasionally accepting a dinner invitation when he had time.

[luckyplushy]

A look back on my old art (and other doodles on Twitter.) - December 2020

This marks the FIRST post of many I will make detailing my old work. I'm gonna start posting these weekly as to make it easy others AND for me. And what better way to start it off by the month I finally got a tablet. (and turnt 18 too I guess)

I was not a smart 18 year old, I some how barely survived the last 2 years of high school, and this and the next would become the worse it ever got. Yet I still persisted and somehow stay sane. Kinda. Keep that in mind for the bulk of 2021's art in the following weeks.

December 4

As you can see from the first image, I was using a mouse at the time (and a combination of mspaint and firealpaca) That will change soon enough. Also homestuck =:3

Original descriptions:

I saw this and I thought I can use this as an excuse to actuallly draw homestuck

have this nepeta doodle as well

December 6

At the time I was really obsessed with making homestuck sprites of stuff (and I still kinda do) so I made this at a request of a friend at the time.

Original description:

@SpringingTraps made me draw metaware homestuck

December 8

Why did I even included this post in here? Well I used to be SUPER inconsistent how I draw myself, so thought this would be a good start.

Original description:

i found that pettting gif website...

December 11

I'll be honest, I wish I didn't post this back then. IDK it's kinda weird looking back on now.

Original Description:

It's #FlatFuckFriday AND my birthday??? Fuck yeah!!! 🥞

December 18

I'll be honest. I have no idea how I did THIS with a mouse of all things. Like how did I do it. In MSPAINT no less. Also I have no idea why I drew myself like this here.

Original Description:

fucking around with faking line weight, so glad I don't have to do this shit when I get a tablet

December 20

Oh look Cave Story, one my earliest obsessions. When this drawing came out, I already have long since moved on from it, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate it.

Original Description:

16 years of #CaveStory =:]

December 22

Ah here we go, I finally got a drawing tablet. I got REALLY excited with the pen pressure that I kinda gone overboard with it, but it was nice to use one. (granted I forgot how to draw with a mouse now.) Oh yeah, if you notice a black line on the VERY top of some drawings, that was a bug with firealpaca. I kinda had to live with it for a while.

Original Description:

WOW HAVING PEN PRESURE MAKES A BIG DIFFFERENCE

This was the first real piece I did after getting a tablet. I'm quite proud of it. The context behind this image is kinda funny really. A server I was in was doing a collab where we drew UCN portraits of our OCs or Sona, and I drew something for it. Yes UCN, Ultimate Custom Night. I was in my second FNAF phase at the time.

Original Description:

Let the static flow.

December 23

At the time, I used to draw myself with sideburn thingies cause I thought it look cute, but I no longer do that. Also you might be noticing a large about drawing made in a short timeframe. Well I have an explanation for that. You see, I sometimes get hit by these bursts of productivity and I can draw super fast. Sometimes these bursts happen at random, but in this case it was because I gotten a new tablet and new ideas where flowing.

Original Description:

This was supposed to be a sketch...

I HAVE LOT TO SAY ABOUT THIS. I was super obsessed with TGWeaver's FNAF comics. It was why I gotten back into FNAF around 2019. But I was fascinated with Toy Bonnie at the time, to the point I started drawing her on the daily. I started using her as an avatar for myself online. It was when I saw a post on tumblr where something made a kinsona when it clicked for me. This rabbit holds sooooo much gender. 🏳️‍⚧️ Thus ended 5 years of denial over my gender.

Original Description:

some weaver buns

December 24

I tried drawing myself with my hair down here. I didn't like it then. I got better at drawing my hair down though. I was this file was named "cel test" for some reason.

Original Description:

It's me!

December 25

Remember when I said I was inconsistent, here an example. I dislike how this turned out then, I STILL do now. The only thing I do like? This was when I started to shade in this particular way. Also at the time I was worried about being too slow, which is funny when I was posting so many things at once. But also the filename was "the crunch" which is less funny and more worrying.

Original Description:

I need to learn how to do this faster

December 28

Oh look a Commission! There's nothing special to say about this.

Original Description:

Shaded commission for @Bunnydudee of Carmen from Animal Crossing!

December 29

THAT'S RIGHT I DREW SONIC.EXE BEFORE IT WAS COOL. Jokes aside, this post was more so for Tails Doll. I loved drawing that little bugger in the most pathetic and dorky way possible.

Original Description:

Tails Doll's roommate is a wacknut

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FINALLY we made it thru December. Goodness I posted alot more often back then huh. Kinda surprising. Anyways next week I'll post January!

[topflights]

lol

[reidslovely]

First of all congratulations on the 69 followers.

I would like to request a “you secretly like each other but act you hate each other” with Spence.

Maybe have dom!Spencer? Idk I’ll leave everything else up to you. I really like the idea of having Spence just snap and be all “oh fuck it” or something.

ps: I’m so sorry if this doesn’t make sense or it sounds lame I just don’t know how to put it.

A/N: Ahh okay this was so fun to write and I hope it lives up to your expectation! I tried my hardest. I haven't written smut in sooo long.

SMUT 18+ ONLY.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3K

Content warnings: Pure filth, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), degradation (whore), use of pet names (little one, bambi, theres another i can't think of.), restriction play, slapping., the lightest of light breeding kink.That's all I can think of let me know if I missed any.

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Spencer Reid was insufferable, he knew he was insufferable! (Y/N) had never been more embarrassed than she was in that very moment; her anger washed over her in waves. Her cheeks reddening as the seconds passed by, Spencer stood beside her pretending he didn't just embarrass her in front of the whole precinct. Emily quickly closed out their profile, and (Y/N) was the first to rush from the group; searching for a bathroom to hide in. Closing the door, locking it behind her she pressed her back against the door, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“(Y/N), hey are you okay in there?” Tara’s voice rang through the big wooden door, clearing her throat and wiping her eyes (Y/N) stood straight. Upon opening the door she shifted on her feet, laughing the situation off. “Oh my god, yeah. Sorry.”

A crease formed in between Tara’s eyebrows, she didn’t believe her one bit, the embarrassment was all over (Y/N)’s face. Tara stepped into the bathroom with (Y/N), leaning against the sink. “Spencer had no business doing what you did to you out there.” Tara’s words came out soft and comforting as always. (Y/N)’s eyes looked everywhere else except at her friend.

“He’s been like this since I joined the team. I don’t see why he’s so intimidated by me! I pose no threat to him.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t see it like th-”

The conversation is interrupted by a patterned knock on the door, (Y/N) sighs and turns back to Tara giving a quick thank you before the two filed out of the tiny bathroom. Walking back into the small office where the team gathered, however, the others have already left for the hotel. Spencer stood beside the whiteboard, his arms crossed over his chest and the sleeves of his light pink shirt rolled up to his elbows. Dr. Reid was a very handsome man, (Y/N) would be lying to herself if she denied that. Infact, it was one out of two things that first drew her attention to him when she joined the team. For a moment she forgot why she hated him. She’d been staring too long, because suddenly Spencer and her were holding eye contact. Spencer was first to break his gaze, pulling his bag out of the chair, gathering his stuff to leave.

“I’m not apologizing. You could have thrown our whole profile off by your smallest mistake! You need to learn to think before you speak.”

There it was; there was the reason. (Y/N) let an angry huff out of her nose, rolling her eyes after Tara had also left close behind the others. “I need to learn to think before I speak? You just embarrassed me in front of not only our whole team but this entire precinct!” (Y/N) raised her voice a bit, she’d had enough of his attitude and the way he had been treating her for months on end. Spencer scoffed, throwing his messenger bag over his shoulder heading for the door. “Oh no, no you don’t.” (Y/N) stepped between him and the door; her chest pressing against his just a bit. Her hand found the lock on the doorknob, quickly turning it.

“I’m tired of you treating me like this! I am an essential part of this team, Dr. Reid and you should start treating me like it. So, we are gonna stay in here till we work this out.”

It was her only demand, it was all she wanted. (Y/N) looked up at him, becoming aware of how close they were. Her heart thrumming against her ribs, she swallowed hard looking up at him. “Pretty please.” The voice that came out of her was one she almost didn’t recognize; it was barely a whisper but it carried a sweet tone with it she didn’t realize it was happening till it was already out there. Spencer’s pupils dilated a bit, his hand reaching out; grabbing onto her waist. (Y/N)’s breath hitched in her throat, closing her eyes and entering her own little world. Only to be rudely pulled out by being gently moved away from the door. A soft laugh filled the room, Spencer’s hand on her doorknob he looked over at her.

“I’ll tell you what.” His voice carried a calmness to it, he turned towards her. “You..use that beautiful brain of yours to profile why I act this way towards you and maybe..you’ll gain a little bit of my respect.” With that he was gone.

It’d been almost an hour since the interaction between Spencer and (Y/N); and here she was pacing back and forth in her hotel room. Knowing Spencer is one room over, a smug smile on his face watching his new little experiment fall into place, ate her alive. She’d figured it out, she finally had an idea as to why he treated her like he does, but it was the working up the nerve to confront it that took the longest. Out of nowhere the courage built, and she didn’t waste a minute acting on it. Moving as fast as she could to his room only one room over, she knocked on his door stepping back and waiting. Her hands rubbed against her the fabric of her work skirt while she waited. It felt like she’d stood outside the room forever before the door opened, there Spencer stood: clad in a Caltech sweatshirt and plaid bottoms.

“I was beginning to worry you weren’t going to catch on.”

There was nothing special about the way he said it, it was his typical speech pattern, but something about it only grew the feeling inside her more. (Y/N) opened her mouth to speak, being interrupted by Spencer motioning her inside. What happened next she would have never expected from the Doctor.

“Don’t waste your breath, bambi.”

The pet name sent shock waves through her, her stomach tightening, and the dampness in her underwear growing.

“We both know what you’re here for. I think it’s best if we skip the small talk.” His hand cradled her face, quite gently actually. The coolness of his hand helped soothe the heat in her cheek. “First you’re going to undress, and get on your knees. Next, you’ll tell me the conclusion you’ve come to.” (Y/N) stared into his eyes, she knew it didn’t look like she was listening. Spencer’s thumb brushed against her cheek bone, his eyes softening a bit as they peered into hers.

“I want you to know you can always say no, do you understand? Use your words.”

(Y/N) nodded, rubbing her cheek against his hand. “Yes, I understand.” Spencer smiled, giving a light pat to her cheek before squeezing roughly. “Good girl, you listen very well.” He hums, bringing her in for a kiss. (Y/N) felt her brain malfunction, as their lips pushed together, Spencer’s asserting dominance over her. She thought she could stay like this forever, her hands holding onto his hips as they kissed a bit longer. A soft whine left her lips as Spencer pulled away, but it was nowhere compared to the one that left her mouth as his hand slapped across her cheek. Shyly, a smile spread across her face as she rubbed the spot.

“Do as I said, stop showing off.”

Embarrassment flooded through her body as she realized Spencer would be watching her undress, he sat himself snugly in the armchair in the corner of the room. To help ease her into it Spencer removed his own sweatshirt, slowly, (Y/N) untucked her shirt from the high waisted skirt. A dark red flush covered her shoulders and the tops of her breast, as she piled the shirt off and tossed it onto the floor. Spencer hummed a soft smile on his face, watching her in fascination.

“You’re devine..my imagination could never live up to this.”

(Y/N)’s breath escaped her, he thought of her like this, vulnerable and exposed. There was the feeling again; the tightness in her stomach as she pulled her skirt down. She swallowed harshly as she kicked it to the side, nervously reaching behind her to unhook her bra. The straps slipped down her arms, and she tossed it to the side with the rest. A sweet giggle escaped her lips as Spencer drew in a deep breath, her cheeks flushing even darker. “C’mere.” He motioned her closer, holding his hand out for her to take. (Y/N) slipped her hand into his large one, walking closer stopping right in front of him. Goosebumps formed on her skin, as he took his hands and dragged them up her body. They dragged over her collarbones and down to her tits massaging them; he couldn’t help himself. His hands kneaded them roughly, squeezing her nipples before moving on. She was being spoiled with his touch, which was about to make the next few minutes hard for her. Spencer stopping at the waist line of her underwear pulled a small complaint from (Y/N), as she shifted impatiently on her feet.

“Color?” He asked, his breath fanning against her stomach.

“Green.”

Her confirmation was all he needed, pulling her underwear down her legs he let out a content hum. (Y/N) blushed, pulling her lip between her teeth as she stepped out of them. Spencer brought the black fabric up to his nose sniffing them, laughing at the wet spot in them. “Is this what was happening in the hour you wasted, bambi?”

“N-no not really, Sir.” She fell into her role as naturally as Spencer had, he sat back with the panties now laying on the arm of the chair. “Don’t make me repeat myself, you know what to do next.” (Y/N) took a step back, sinking down onto her knees in front of Spencer looking up at him awaiting further instruction. Her hands rested on her thighs, palms up right, watching Spencer closely with every little move. Spencer stood, slowly he walked around her in a circle; similar to how a predator does its prey. Once he stopped, (Y/N) was eye level with his pelvis; her cheeks flushing dark red, seeing his cock hardening in his pants as the moments went on. Spencer's hand cupped her chin in his hand, pulling her up to look at him.

“Tell me the conclusion you came to little one.”

Just like that the entire English language seemingly disappeared from her brain, she stared up at him a dumb look on her face. Her mouth hung open as she searched for her words. “I’m not a patient man..hurry.”

“You..” She searched for her words as Spencer’s thumb grazed her bottom lip. “You treated me like you did because you didn’t want to get close to me.”

She finally breathed out the start of her theory, Spencer’s thumb dragged across her cheek as he let out a content hum. His smile alone told her she was right, and she felt pride build in her chest, letting out a low moan as Spencer's hand tangled itself in her hair and giving it a pull. “You’re such a smart girl.” His praise alone built her pride up more, the praise mixed with his roughness made her brain short circuit. “Go on, tell me more.”

“You kept me at arms length, and tore me down. Because if you didn’t you would fall for me.” She trailed off as she stared up at him, unaware of him pulling his pants down. Spencer pulled her head back down, putting her eye to eye with his cock. It was the prettiest one she'd seen in a while; the pink head glistening with precum. With no lead she opened her mouth waiting for him to make his next move.

“I always thought you were a bit..mouthy.”

When Spencer spoke, his calmness still carried in his voice. His hands coming down and cupping both of (Y/N)’s cheeks, moving his cock into her mouth. She let out a pleasant squeal, her hands coming out to rest on Spencer’s thighs. “Ah, ah did I say you could touch?” (Y/N) stared up at him, the pleasant feeling of embarrassment returning to him as she peered up at him; his cock on the tip of her tongue. She shook her head, dropping her hands back to her thighs watching him. In return Spencer shook his head at her, giving her a tisk. “You were doing so good, and listening.” As he spoke he sunk himself down into her throat.

(Y/N) held back a gag as she felt him make his way down her throat. Her eyes closed, and her forehead nuzzled against his lower stomach, the hair there tickling her nose. Her giggle vibrating through Spencer, let him know she was ready. Spencer held nothing back, his hips snapped against her face at a brutal pace. (Y/N) felt the tears gathering in her eyes, trying her hardest to breathe through her nose as she peered up at him.

“Fu..God you look..” The words hung in Spencer's throat, as (Y/N)’s tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she looked up at him, watching him fall apart because of her. Her hand snuck between her own legs, rubbing her clit slowly, eliciting a muffled and low moan from her. Spencer came undone at that, shooting his hot seed into her mouth. He pulled out, holding her mouth open looking at his fluid coating the inside of her mouth.

“Swallow it. And stop touching yourself, you look like a whore.” He spoke after collecting himself again. (Y/N) blushed, swallowing the warm liquid, but keeping her fingers between her legs. Spencer watched her, giving her only a couple seconds to listen to him before pulling her hand off of her cunt. “I thought you were a good girl who wanted to listen to me?” Spencer scolded her as he pulled her from the floor, practically pulling her to the bed, where she stood between his legs.

(Y/N) blushed, putting her hands on his shoulders, rubbing slowly. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry what?”

“I’m sorry..Sir.”

Spencer hummed, pulling her forward he placed his lips in the valley of her breasts. Chuckling, as he moved his kisses over to her left breast pulling her nipple into his mouth sucking. His left hand held her waist firmly, while the other slipped between her folds rubbing her sensitive bud. (Y/N)’s moan filled the room, her head tilting back and closing her eyes. He pulled away moving to her other breast after he spoke “No, no look at me. Keep those eyes open.” (Y/N) whined, looking back down at Spencer, her legs shaking as his middle finger found its way into her.

“All this for me? How long have you thought about me using you like this?” Spencer teased, removing his finger from her. Pulling her down across his lap Spencer pushed her legs open, and gave himself a good look at her center. (Y/N) let out a huff as her body made rough contact with Spencer's legs. She mumbled under her breath, something sounding like ‘too long.’ She turned her head a bit trying to look at Spencer, who looked at her cunt admiringly. “You’re a whore, you know that?” He finally turned to look at her, his middle finger sliding back into her hole. “I..I know.” She breathed out, Spencer pushing the single finger in and out slowly before adding his ring finger. “You’re not cumming like this, I hope you know. I want to feel you on my cock, feel the way you squeeze, and beg me to cum inside you.”

“Fuck, please..” A broken whine slipped from her mouth. “Sir, please. I want your cock.”

The exit of Spencer’s fingers was more saddening than she anticipated. Her body was moved onto the bed in a loving motion, she watched Spencer closely as he kneeled between her legs. His softness returned as he took her hand kissing it. “Color?” (Y/N) smiled, her hand holding his cheek. “Green.” She hummed, trailing her hand through his hair, and the switch flipped. Her hand that once cradled his face was now pinned down beside her head, Spencer staring down at her. His chest heaved with excitement, his breath fanning her face.

“I’d love to eat you out till you can’t stop crying but I think we’ll have to hold off on that.”

(Y/N) bit her lip to hold back a loud moan as Spencer rubbed the head of his cock over her clit. “Besides, you asked nicely.” Spencer leaned down, locking their lips again as he slid into her, her breath hung in her throat. (Y/N)’s free hand coming to his shoulder and digging into the skin there. “I know baby, but you take it so well.”

(Y/N) looked at him, starting to rut against him, wanting him to move. Spencer smirked, circling his hips to help her adjust before pulling out and sliding back in. “Feels..so much better than I thought.” He spoke with struggle, (Y/N) closed her eyes, a dumb smile on her face at that. He thought about her, she couldn't lie there were moments she thought of him too. Spencer’s pace built and built, his hand pulling her hand from his shoulder pinning it alongside her other hand. Giggling a bit, (Y/N) wrapped her legs around Spencer's waist, pulling him in closer. Spencer leant down kissing her slowly, deeping his thrust hitting a spot that pulled a deep moan from her.

“Take it so well, bambi. So proud of you.”

(Y/N)’s brain started to fog, the feeling that's been building gradually in her stomach finally coming to a peek. Spencer noticed, his hands released her arms, bringing his hand down to her clit rubbing again. “You’re doing so well, come on.” He urged, his voice coming out in pants. “Come on my cock.”

(Y/N) finished, her back arching and a loud moan she’d been suppressing breaking through. Her breath shaky, she wrapped her arms around Spencer’s neck, bringing him down as he continued to thrust. He was quickly approaching his own.

“Please sir, cum inside me. I..want it so bad.”

Her pleas must have gone straight to his cock, because only seconds later he was pushing deep and spilling inside her. Spencer didn’t make any points to move, his cock was still planted deep inside her, his lips kissing softly at her shoulder blade. (Y/N) smiled tiredly to herself, soaking in the closeness they’re experiencing for the first time. “No, no no.” She whined, feeling Spencer pull himself out and his weight disappear from her. Her whine went unanswered or unintended as Spencer left to the bathroom, and wet a wash rag. “You’re dramatic.” He teased, approaching the bed, wiping their mix of fluids from between her legs. “You’re so cute.” He says laying the rag on the edge of the unused nightstand, watching her blush as he pushes hair from her face.

“Are you feeling okay?” (Y/N) nods, moving over and making room for him to lay next to her. Spencer chuckles, sliding in next to her covering them both up. “Better now that I know you don’t hate me.”

She closed her eyes, awaiting his response. Spencer held her closer kissing the top of her head. “Never say that, love.” He jokes, reaching over and turning the light off, cradling her closer.

[heroesandlovers]

Nancy Drew 1x16 "The Haunting of Nancy Drew"

Woah this is a big episode. Almost could have been the finale? On my rewatch I was definitely asking myself...wait everything was revealed in this episode what happens the rest of the season? 😂

First time we meet John Sander in person I think?

Nancy is scrubbing through files of Lucy’s files in a last ditch effort to save her Dad…but she’s getting nowhere. She pleads to Lucy for help who….then shows up and points Nancy to her pantry. In the pantry, Lucy finds her Mom’s knife set which has a missing knife that seems to match the picture of the knife found at Lucy’s crime scene. Nancy remembers John Sander had found a second set of DNA on the crown, and that is was female. Nancy wonders if her Mom had something more do to with Lucy’s death?

Lucy tells Sanders (in front of the Drew Crew? or just Bess and Ace?) to see if her hair is a match for DNA to the DNA on the crown for a mother-daughter. This would perhaps explain why Carson was being cagey about things, he was covering up for his wife.

Bess puts together that Owen and Nancy slept together…I guess because they both looked tired? IDK it was a stretch but it all led to her exuberantly shouting “You slept with my cousin” while Nick stands awkwardly behind her. He looks truly upset. But also like he knows he can’t lose what he never really had.

Ace’s impeccable timing and desire to smooth over awkward situations- hegrabs the towels to start cleaning Lucy’s bones. “Bone time” . “It’s pronounced, forensics analysis”. I wish we had more of Dr. Sander in future episodes.

Nancy awkwardly exits. Nick says he’s surprised that Nancy had moved on. But in the next sentence he’s smiling like a fool. Almost like, he was clinging to something that he knew was holding him back.

George wastes ZERO time offering Nick a place in her bed.

The scene where the cops come to The Claw and they hide the bone is…one of the most comedic scenes of the show. Nick “Nobody panic"

We meet Det. Tamura. Why did he have to leave the show?

Ace answers the phone while he’s hiding in the cooler literally with his arms full of Lucy’s dead bones. “Nancy, how are you doing?” I LOVE HIM. He would do anything for her. And then he tracks down the IP address.

George and Nick, who were ready to jump into bed together just minutes ago, are now at each other’s throats. Bess doesn’t ship it. “You and George need to spend some time apart” Maybe this is actually good advice? Sleeping with George the minute he heard that Nancy was sleeping with Owen has a lot of a rebound vibe.

Nancy figures out that Ryan didn’t write the email to Lucy because he’s a single spacer. I didn’t catch this the first time around but I find that hilarious. Nancy confronts Ryan and tells him that she thinks his Dad planted that email. She asks Ryan for his help (she now is convinced he’s innocent). Ryan and Nancy get sent on a bit of a goose chase tracking down Lucy’s last steps the night of her death, the ice cream shop, to Everett, to Karen Hart in prison, to Lucy’s house to find her journal. At the house, Lucy clearly doesn’t want Nancy to find the journal…which doesn’t stop her.

OK…on my first watch Nancy and Ryan both being allergic to wasps did send my spidey senses off…but for some reason my dumb ass still didn’t piece it together. How could Ryan be Nancy’s Dad? Did Ryan sleep with Kate? Is Ryan her brother? I was so confused.

Nancy finds the journal just in time to testify for her father. The entry from the day Lucy died. “I’m going up to Dead Man’s Bluff to end my life”. Her suicide note.

I genuinely did not see this twist coming.

Ace is the one who brings Nancy a glass of water after her testimony. (Why are the smallest Nace things sending me into spiral).

In the hallway outside the courthouse, this exchange feels more important.

Carson to Ryan “I’m sorry for what you’ve lost”- He’s talking about Lucy but…is he also talking about Nancy? I mean, he must know now that Ryan is Nancy’s father, if he didn’t know before.

Ryan- “Just be glad you’re finally done with my family. I’m never going to be free from them”.

I’ve wondered why Carson didn’t tell Nancy sooner. Or tell her now? This must reaffirm his decision. Even after all these years, the Hudsons are still not people to get involved with if you can help it.

And back at The Claw, Nancy finds out the truth. They could have chosen to have none of the Drew Crew there but…Ace is the one to find out with her.😩

Nancy confronts her father. What a scene. Like…so good. Nancy and Carson scenes are always good but this is top tier.

Nick and George

They decide to keep sleeping on the couch so they can keep being “co-bosses”. Is the working together what kept them apart?

Then they start making out? Their relationship genuinely confuses me. I guess this sets the pace for the rest of their relationship which seems to always ultimately devolve into arguing, then making up, rinse then repeat.

Random/Favorite lines

“We’re the busboys”. “I’m the senior busboy”

The look on George’s face when Nancy talks about the slut shaming Lucy went through. The irony and parallel I had missed the first time around.

Why did Detective Tamura take the bone without saying anything? Like…wouldn’t that have been enough to bring them all in? Also- what was he investigating in the first place? They had already solved Tiffany’s murder right?

Is Josh still on the loose or did they catch him?

Does Nancy know when her real birthday is? Like that MUST have been a clue or thrown her off. I’m assuming they HAD to have lied about her actual birthday.

[letitia-wright]

yo whatup bruv , swag 💯 okay so how I ~ makea the gifs 🤌🏻

1. DOWNLOAD

t*rrent -- I go to rarbg. to & get the 720/1080 files . for a 40 min episode this is usually about 1-2gb for the 720 version which is fine tbh to use for making gifs OR I get the one that’s 2-3gb which I only get if I wanna make 500px height gifs. For a 2 hour movie it’s 5-10gb (it’s a lot of space on my computer yea, that’s why I rarely have more than a few films or series on my computer at once, I either transfer them over to my extended drive that’s got 2tb or just delete them altogether)

youtube -- I use this website for it, works a charm; https://www.y2mate.com/youtube/3mtIHg2oowM

2. SCREENSHOTTING

mplayer -- i use this one to screenshot videos with, but I can’t find a decent version of it for pc so I've found this other tutorial for pc;

mpv player -- idk I can't test this one cause I’m on apple but it looks pretty decent

3. PS INSERT

okay from there on I get the screenshots I'd just made into photoshop right here (yes it’s in dutch but it should be in the same spot) file > scripts > load files onto stack :

Add the screenshots I want, make a frame animation from it which will give me a single frame only.

which is why I click on make frames from layers on that little ~ 4 lines on the side.

then you gotta revert the frames cause they will be in the wrong order.

4. CROPPING, SIZING AND SHARPENING

sizing + cropping -- I do it all at once; on the top of the cropping thing you can change it to B x H x resolution (second from the top) & I can choose the size that I want (do note to put it into px !)

sharpening -- I got 2 options I use, doesn't really make that big a difference in my opinion;

1) action dl

go back to the 4 lines on the side; click flatten frames into layers then make sure you’re standing on the first frame in the timeline and also in your little frames thing on the right & then just run the action . Then change it to 0.05 frames per second, add a little coloring to it & voìla !

2) action dl (use the the ‘540px gifs’ one)

this action converts it into a smart object and everything so step one is to go to videotimeline, run the action & if all’s correct it will take you back to frame animation.

delete the first two frames here (they’re double)

make sure these 2 are turned on/visible on all frames, add coloring once again & ur done !

5. DIFFERENCE IN SETTINGS

sharpening -- for the 2 actions above this is the difference;

I guess the second one is better/sharper but I don’t really see it until I REALLY look soo .. first option is less of a hassle in my opinion (altho I did make that second action quiite extensive so it takes out a lot of work) but choose what u will ..

save for web -- settings

these settings are what I usually use but I’m not the biggest expert on them . the only 2 things you should Ever change are the ‘bicubic’ on the bottom right in the image size section, but I couldn’t tell you what the other options really do, I just know some people use different settings there. & the ‘pattern’ one on the top left (’patroon’ cause .. dutch) which u can set to ‘diffusion’ instead which makes this difference;

the difference is mainly visible in the background; it makes it go from blocks in pattern (LEFT) to dots in diffusion (RIGHT); again, choose whatever you will ..

6. FIN

I believe this is it .. all there is to it . idk if you got questions or if parts are unclear but just ask me then .. hope you liked seeing DR3 yo .. embarrassing

[chrisbangs]

hi! do you think you could explain how to make gifs where it's only one gif (like 540px) and you split that area and put two (268px for example) or more separate scenes in it pls? i found a way to do it myself but it's quite complicated so i was hoping there was an easier way that i didn't know about. i hope you understand what I mean, for example that one set you made with a compilation of scenes from each chan's room

hi!! of course i can 🥰💖 !! the way that i do it, is pretty simple (to me)!! so i hope this is helpful!! 

A Quick Tutorial On How To Combine Gifs!

edit: this was super wordy so i ended up including a quick screen recording of how i did it as well at the very end!! i really hope this makes sense/helps- let me know if it doesn’t!! i’ll try to explain better 😅

okay, so the first thing is to just make all the gifs you know you’ll be combining! but when i’m making them, i make sure that i do NOT add a delay on the gifs! that step i do later!

every other step that you do in ps (colouring, watermarking, blur, etc) you should still do!! after you’ve made all the gifs, export them as you normally would.

then, i open all three gif files in photoshop! it should open and the timeline view of the gif is what you should be seeing! (make sure it’s not the video timeline as the transparency won’t be saved!!)

once you have all the gifs open, check how long each gif is. chances are, they won’t all be the same length. unless you plan for this properly when you’re using vapour synth (which i never do 😅) they’ll be different lengths.. if you’re lucky the discrepancy won’t be too vast where you can delete a few frames from the from and end of each clip so they’ll match up. 

so for example, my first gif had 122 frames, my second one had 130 frames, and my last one had 110 frames. i’d just pick the one with the lowest count and then delete 12 frames from the first gif, and 20 frames from the second one.

another trick is to multiply and see if there is a common number between the two but this is really only useful if the gif has like below 60 frames... because these are 540px gifs and you’re combining 2 or more gifs it tends to be a lot bigger...  so for example, if one gif had 30 frames and the other one had 60, i would just duplicate the first gifs frames so that it would play twice in the time the second one would play once... (idk if that makes sense but TT TT) 

so moving on! once you have all the frames matched up, go to the gif you know will be the first of the set. here, go to the crop tool, and in the ratio/size of the crop, put in your dimensions. so since you want 540px gifs, you’d put 540 in the first box, and then whatever the height of your gifs are in the second. 

at this point, i would also put all the layers in this gif into a folder in the layers panel, to make it easier to see! 

now, going back to the LAST gif of the panel and select all the frames from the timeline bar, and the copy the frames.

going back to the first gif of the panel, go into the lined menu again, SELECT all the frames again, and this time choose “paste frame,” another dialogue box will open up that looks like this: 

select the “paste over selection” option! just like before, i immediately put these into a folder (in the layers panel) and then i move the gif over to the very right side of the new big gif! 

make sure you have ALL the frames selected and not just the very first one!

now, just rinse repeat with any of the remaining gifs. if you have more than 3, the next one i would put is the middle one, so that i can gage the middle and how far apart the gifs do have to be!!! 

after the last gif is in, i select all the frames from the timeline and adjust the delay! i set it to whatever that specific set requires. the reason i do that step here is because sometimes ps messes up the gif if you include the delay ahead of time?? idk why but.. i find it easier to just do the delay after the fact! 

now you can save your gif the way you’d save any; just export it like normal (pray its under the 10mb limit) and voila! you got a comp gif! 

also, this was super wordy, so i’ll just include a quick little recording of how i do it!! i hope this made sense and wasn’t too confusing >///<!!! 

[itsadamcole]

graduation day

fem!reader x finn balor

Finn is reader’s English professor. He's spent the semester doing everything he can to make sure he doesn't do anything deemed inappropriate to her. Little does he know that reader feels the same way. The day of graduation, reader stops by Finn's office and the two confess how they've been feeling .... "is this what you want?" & "i've never wanted anyone to fuck me this bad before."

word count: 3k+

warnings: smut, a brief student/teacher relationship, sex in a semi-public area (office)

— enjoy this that i wrote at 3 am bc i was bored and couldn’t sleep .... idk what made me even think of this honestly. maybe it’s the thought of finn in a suit, idk .... there also could be a part two to this, i may need to think about it tho —

masterlist || part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 || request an imagine here

~ 18+ content below - read at your own risk ~

You've always found your English professor attractive. He's made the school day bearable. Everyday at 3 pm, you'd walk into that classroom and everything would instantly feel better for that hour long class.

When he would teach, you would look at how his muscles looked in his shirt or how well his pants hugged his butt. He'd notice you looking at him but never thought anything of it because he thought you were just paying attention to the subject of the day.

Finn's always found you quite attractive as well. You've made his school day exciting. Everyday at 3 pm, you'd walk into that classroom and his day would instantly get better for that hour or so of class. After he'd assign his students their work, he'd always sneak glances at you.

You had noticed these glances but never thought anything of them because he occasionally glanced up to make sure everyone was doing their work.

It was graduation day today. Your white gown and cap hang in your car as you pulled up to campus. You hoped that Mr. Balor would be here. He'd told his students on the last day of classes that he'd be in his office from noon until 3 on graduation day to make sure everyone's grades were okay or if anyone needed to talk about how nervous they were to be graduating college.

It was 2:45 when you parked your car in your usual parking spot in the student parking lot. No one was here on campus. It was practically empty. Everyone wouldn't be arriving until five or six for the scheduled seven o'clock graduation ceremony. Only faculty members wandered around campus, packing up the last few things from their offices no doubt.

You got out of your car and checked the time again on your phone. 2:47 pm. The English building was at least a five minute walk from the parking lot. You'd just barely make it.

So you ran. In your white three inch heels you'd decided to wear to graduation. The skirt on your white dress you decided to wear under your gown was flaring out as you ran toward the English building. You pressed your hands down on the skirt so nothing would be revealed to any onlookers. You were terrified that you would pop out of the dress too as the neck dipped very low, revealing a lot of your cleavage. The dress looked a lot like the famous white Marylyn Monroe dress, just a lot shorter and the neck was more lowcut.

Finn was wrapping up in his office as you made your way across the large campus. He finished filing the last papers he had to and he turned off his computer. He leaves his office to run down to the teacher's lounge area to clear out his things from that room.

You check the time again when you arrive to the doors of the English building. 2:52 pm.

You'd been to this building so many times. The classroom you looked forward to coming to everyday was located in this building. His office was located two floors above the classroom.

You take the stairs, running up to the fourth floor.

As you walk down the hallway of the office floor, you check each room's name plate as you walk by, looking for the "Mr. Finn Balor. English Professor" name plate on the door.

One room door was open. You approach it and look at the name plate on the wooden door.

Mr. Finn Balor. English Professor.

You swalllowed, walking into the medium sized room.

Everything was neatly packed away. Everything filed. Computer off. His supplies were neatly placed on his corner desk that took up about 25% of the space in the room. His jacket hung on the back of his desk chair. The backpack full of summer work sat on the black leather love seat that faced the desk on the other side of the room. The door marked the halfway point between the desk and the love seat. Two book selves were placed opposite the wooden door. The medium sized room had a cozy feeling to it.

You had never come to his office before. You were too scared. Scared that something would happen and he would know about your little crush that you've had on him since day one of class in January.

Finn noticed this. How you'd never ask for an appointment or stop by his office for a question. Your grades were excellent and that's why he assumed you never stopped by.

You wait a few minutes in his office to see if he had gone somewhere and will come back. 3 pm approaches and your hopes diminish. He probably left.

You let out a defeated sigh as you make the decision to leave.

As you walk out the door, you physically run into something. Not something. Someone.

"Miss L/N," the all too familiar Irish accent said. "Nice of ya to stop by. I was just thinking about ya."

You finally meet Mr. Balor's too blue eyes and you ask, "You were?"

He nods and walks around you into his office. You swallow nervously as you stand in the doorway and watch as he places a box full of objects on the large desk. "I was hopin' to get to see ya before the ceremony," he says. "I'm glad ya are here."

"Why's that?" you ask curiously, walking into the center of the room.

Mr. Balor looks over at you before he says, "I wanted to congratulate ya on your big day and because ya passed Honors English with flyin' colors. Ya should be very proud of yourself, Miss L/N."

You say, "Thank you, Mr. Balor."

He blinks at you before he says, "Ya graduate today, Y/N. Let's stop with the formalities, shall we? Call me Finn."

"Finn," you echo, trying to get his first name to sound more familiar than foreign. Calling your professor by his first name is not something you had done during the semester.

Finn smiles as you say his name. "So, Y/N," he says, dropping all professionalism. "What brings ya to my office on graduation day? I know it's not to talk about grades."

You shake your head and say, "No, it's not."

He packs a few pictures on his desk away into the box he'd just brought into the room as he asks, "So what do I owe the pleasure?"

Nervously, you say, "I wanted to come talk to you, um, about how I've been feeling for a while."

The packing stops as Finn looks up at you. "Nervous about graduation?" he asks.

You rub the back of your neck and say, "Not really."

"What's going on?" Finn asks, leaning back on his desk. He crosses his arms over his chest and his ankles.

The light grey button-up shirt Finn is wearing is tighter than usual and accentuates his arm muscles when he does this simple movement. It's tucked into his black dress pants. The first few buttons are unbuttoned. He's dressed somewhat casually.

You say, "I graduate today. In about four hours, I will no longer be your student and you will no longer be my teacher."

Finn nods along as you speak. "That's correct," he says.

Before you say anything else, you quickly run your fingers through your Y/H/C color curls. "I thought that now would a good time as any to tell you that over the semester, I've developed some feelings for you and I find you very attractive," you blurt out, trying to speak as slow as you can but it still comes out as a mess.

He's caught off guard by that statement. In that one sentence, he's realized that when he thought you were paying attention to the content on the board, you were looking at him. He's realized that you never came by his office was because of your crush on him. He's realized that you feel the same way that he does about you.

You watch as Finn lets out a sigh of relief and you tilt your head in confusion. "I'm so happy that you said that," Finn says. "Because I've been feeling the same way."

That's when you realize that the glances he's been stealing from you all semester were because he felt the same way. He could never keep his eyes off of you while you concentrated on your work.

A smile forms on your lips as you look at your soon to be former professor.

Finn smiles at you as he walks over, closing the door in case anyone was around.

"It has killed me over the past four months to be your teacher," he says as he approaches you.

You look up at him and ask, "And why is that, Mr. Balor."

He smiles and says, "Because it's prevented me from doing this." He leans down and lightly presses his lips to yours.

You've envisioned kissing Finn a bunch of times, his his soft kiss exceeds all your expectations.

As your lips move against Finn's slowly, you drop your arms. You hadn't realized that you crossed them over your very exposed chest while having that conversation with Finn.

The light kiss continues for a second before Finn pulls away and looks down at you. Even in heels, you're about five inches shorter that Finn's five foot eleven frame.

"Ya look absolutely stunning in that dress, Y/N," Finn says, complimenting you.

Your face turns a light red as you say, "You don't look too bad yourself, Finn. Is that what you're wearing to the ceremony tonight?"

He shakes his head and says, "I had a suit I was going to wear tonight but now, I don't think I'll be wearing it."

"Why won't you be wearing it?" you ask.

Finn says, "Because if ya think I'm going anywhere right now, you're crazy. I won't have time to go get the suit from my place and make it back here on time for the ceremony."

You glance at the time on the clock in the office. It's close to 3:30 now. You look back at Finn and say, "There's still about two hours before everyone starts to arrive for the ceremony. There's plenty of time to kill."

His eyes scan you as he says, "I plan on killing every second."

In one movement, his lips are back on yours. This time, they move more harshly and passionately than they did the first time. Your hands fly to cup Finn's face.

Finn's hands go to your thighs and he lifts you up, walking you over to his desk and setting you down gently on it. His tongue makes its way into your mouth as the kiss intensifies.

You find your fingers on the buttons of Finn's button-up after you pull the shirt up to untuck it from the waistband of his pants. Your fingers work to undo each button quickly but carefully.

He shrugs off the shirt and your hands run up and down his toned chest and abs. Finn's fingers are under the skirt of your dress as you kick off your heels. The digits slowly slide up your thighs, closer to your throbbing core. You are aching for him, just like you have all semester. Except now, you'll get the satisfaction of his fingers instead of yours.

The thought of Finn's fingers inside of you is enough to make you wet. Well, wetter than you already are. The white colored panties you're wearing are probably ruined at this point.

Finn's free hand works at sliding the sleeves of your dress off your shoulders. The fabric falls, exposing your breasts to Finn.

He pulls back from the kiss to look at your exposed chest. "So beautiful," he mutters under his breath. "All mine."

Finn pushes you back on his desk and stands between your legs as he starts to kiss and suck on each breast. You let out soft sighs as your core starts to pulsate again.

You need Finn to touch you before you explode.

"Finn," you gasp.

He looks up at you with his eyes and he asks, "Something wrong, my love?"

You swallow and say, "I need you to touch me. Down there. Please"

Finn crouches down in front of his desk between your legs. "Of course," he says, pushing your skirt up to expose your panties. "Already so wet for me."

"Only for you," you sigh as Finn runs a finger over your clothed core.

He takes the waistband of your pantie in his fingers and pulls them down slowly, almost teasingly. He sees just how wet you are. Your folds are soaked with arousal.

Finn kisses your thighs and says, "I've always wondered what you've tasted like."

You throw your legs over Finn's shoulder and say, "I want your tongue. Please." Desperation is laced in your voice.

He smirks and runs his tongue slowly through your folds. You gasp and smile. He sucks on your clit for a second before swirling his tongue around it. You feel him push a finger inside of you, making you moan softly. Finn moves the digit slowly, teasing you.

You reach down and run your fingers through Finn's short hair as his finger speeds up. He soon adds a second finger. He stands back up, hovering over you as he fingers you. You're a moaning mess beneath Finn's touch.

Finn kisses your neck gently as he moves his fingers a little faster. Your body jerks under his touch occasionally as you're pulled closer and closer to your pending orgasm.

"Ya taste so good," Finn says against your neck. "And ya take my fingers so well."

Your fingers run up and down his back lightly as he speeds up his fingers, adding a third one. You gasp and moan as his fingers move inside of you.

Right as you're about to reach your orgasm, Finn pulls his fingers out and you whine. He sucks on the three digits he had inside of you before he says, "Get on your knees for me, my love."

You nod and get off the desk. You get on your knees in front of Finn. You reach up and start to undo the button on his pants. You pull down the article of clothing and run your finger over Finn's hard member. You free him from his boxers. You're shocked by the size of Finn's member. You knew he was packing but not this much.

You take Finn in your hand and pump him a few times before you take him in your mouth. You start slow and shallow before eventually taking most of him in your mouth. You move your head, sucking occasionally. Finn starts to thrust into your mouth as saliva drips down your chin.

Finn groans softly as you suck him off, but it's not long before he stands you up and his lips are on yours. You push the dress off your body, stepping out of it.

He turns you around so your butt is pressed against his erect member. He gropes your breasts and kisses your neck. You gasp and moan as his member runs through your folds.

You're bent over the desk and Finn spreads your legs apart. "Is this what ya  want?" he asks.

"I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this bad before," you admit.

That's all Finn needs to hear before he pushes himself into you. You grasp onto the desk as he pulls out, only to thrust hard into you again, making you moan.

Finn's trusts are hard and deep from the beginning. He's waited a while for this moment, and so have you. He's not going to be gentle with you.

You pull your left leg up onto the desk and hold it, giving Finn more access. He thrusts harder and harder, making you moan loudly.

When Finn finds your g-spot, you let him know immediately. "Oh, Finn," you gasp. "Right there." He starts slamming into the spot over and over again, making you moan louder and louder.

After a few moments of this, Finn stands you up and turns you around, laying you on your back across the desk. He thrusts harder into this time and his lips are on your neck. You gasp and moan as he moves.

One of Finn's fingers rubs your clit as he thrusts hard into you.

You lift Finn's head up and kiss him roughly. Your tongues battle for dominance and his hand rests around your throat.

A thin layer of sweat has formed on both your bodies as he continues moving.

Your walls begin to clench around Finn and he pulls back from the kiss, resting his forehead on yours. "Come with me, princess," he says, out of breath.

"Tell me when," you gasp.

After a few more seconds of movement, Finn says, "Now."

The two of you come together. You let out soft moans and whines as Finn helps you ride out your climax. He collapses on top of you. The two of you sloppily kiss for a few seconds before detaching from each other.

Both you and Finn get dressed but the kissing and touching doesn't stop. You make your way to the love seat, where you lay and makeout with Finn until six.

He walks out of the building with you and walks you to your car. Other seniors have begun arriving by this time.

Finn says, "Come by my house around nine tonight. I'll show ya a real celebration then."

You stand in front of Finn and look up at him. "What will this mean for us?" you ask. "Will we get to see each other after I graduate?"

He says, "Let's cross that path once that graduation cap is in the air and you've officially graduated."

You giggle and nod. "I'll come by at nine," you say. "Tell me the address and I'll be there."

Finn tells you his address then says, "See ya when ya walk across the stage."

"I can't wait."

[harryhooksgazebos267]

Mafia Life Ship

@arjh97 I hope you liked your ship! I didn’t reread it so keep that in mind lol

How did you get into it: Classic case of wrong place, wrong time 🤷‍♀️ You saw something you shouldn’t have and naturally it was join or die. Turns out the person who took you was apart of the SM empire, more specifically the Red Velvet part of SM. Her name was Irene and let me tell you, she is one scary lady. It was only a act though and as you got closer with and the rest of the girls, her hard shell soon broke a little.

Out of all the girls though, you were the closest to Joy. She was honestly your best friend and really helped you transition from living a normal life to a mafia life. You really appreciated everything she had done for you.

You also were really close to a different branch of SM called NCT 127. Especially the leader and his right hand man, Taeyong and Jaehyun. Whenever you got the chance, the two of you would hang out. Since Taeyong was the leader of 127 and always had important business stuff to do, Jaehyun and you hung out a lot together and became very close. Honestly, you had a huge crush on Jaehyun but nobody need to know that(oh who am I kidding? Everyone knew, you didn’t even have to say anything. Well, you did tell Taeyong and Joy but everyone else didn’t need to be told to figure out that you both liked each other)

So after a good bit of training, you finally had your first mission! So it was really simple, you all would go in to this club owned by BTS and try to catch the eye of one of the members, seduce, get some info, and leave. Simple. The only thing is, the six of you didn’t know who was going to be the one to catch the eye of a member, if any of you did. Anyway, you guys walked in and immediately spotted them sitting in the section closed off. It was raised a little higher than the rest of the club.

Honestly they didn’t even need to be physically higher than everyone else, they just radiated power. So you guys split off into three and three. Joy, Yeri, and you went to go sit at the bar which was kind of close to where BTS sat while Seulgi, Irene, and Wendy went to go dance(you guys switched what you were doing every once in awhile). Annnnyway, the night progressed and still nothing. Well, that was until you made eye contact with one of the members. If you remembered correctly from the files you had looked over before the mission, his name was Jeon Jungkook. He had a smirk on his face as he took a sip from his drink, staring at you as if you were a piece of meat. You tore your eyes off of him and looked over at Joy and Yeri.

“This mission may not have been a fail,” Joy yelled over the music as she caught the exchange between Jungkook and you.

“What?” Yeri asked, completely oblivious. 

Joy gave her a blank look as she hit the back of her head (like how a sibling would/a friend...not really hard).

“How did you miss that?”

So the night continue you Jungkook staring at you and you staring back. That was until you had to use the bathroom. You excused and left, feeling a burning gaze on you the entire way. After you did what you had to do, you exited the bathroom, only to knock into a hard chest.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” You apologized before looking up, locking eyes with the devil himself.

“That’s alright sweetheart,” he purred out, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it with his fingers. You stood frozen, not knowing what to do.

“If you really are sorry though, you could make it up to me,” he suggested, pulling you closer.

“Okay,” you whispered out, not really knowing what to do. Jungkook pulled you in for a heated kiss. After a few seconds, you pulled away breathless.

“Why don’t we go somewhere more private baby girl?” He asked but it wasn’t really a question. 

As he pulled you a way, you secretly put on this type of “lip gloss” that if someone where to kiss you, they would pass out in a few seconds(I hope this makes sense) So he pulled you into this one room and you started making out and then he was out like a light. After carefully pulling off the lip crap you sent text a Joy and began to snoop around for any important info. After about a minuet the rest of Red Velvet showed up and you all began to look around the room(you tied up Jungkook btw). So that was that and then you guys left, you found some good info woohoo! But you got out of these hella quick XD

So.....it’s been a couple of weeks since your first mission. Good news, you’ve gone on a few more and they were successful. Bad news, Jungkook is obsessed with you (:( Somehow, BTS knows where you’re going to be before you even knew. It was almost as if there was a rat in SM....SoOoO since you thought it was weird, you decided to talk to Jaehyun about everything. He didn’t really know what was going on with Jungkook but when you told him.....let me just say, home boi was mad. Legit was about to go find Jungkook and kill him. Of course, you didn’t let that happen. If his rage though he might have accidentally told you that he loved you and you might have accidentally told him you loved him too. Idk though, the world may never know 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ Just joking, you both confessed blah blah sappy stuff blah blah kiss blah blah. So you and Jaehyun made it official 🤪🤙

Surprise, surprise Jungkook found out 🤡 And let me tell you, he was pissed. He shouldn’t have been,,,,,,but he was. In his mind you were his and no one else was allowed to have you. So that leads us to now. Currently a “war” was going on. It was BTS, TXT, Twice and GOT7(JYP mafia was on there side for some reason. Something about Namjoon being friends with Jackson who was apart of GOT7 or something) against NCT 127, NCT Dream, Red Velvet, and EXO. It was crazy. Lots of action. Honestly, it would have been a great movie.

(I think you know what NCT, EXO, and Red Velvet look like so let’s move on because that’s going to take up a lot of space)

Currently you were with Jaehyun trying to get through the craziness and get to safety but that didn’t seem like that was going to happen anytime soon since Jungkook found the two of you.

“Hello sweetie,” he said with smirk.

You could feel Jaehyun start to shake next to you and honestly you were terrified. Not of jungkook or anything but because of what Jaehyun was going to do to him. You do NOT want to fuck with him and that’s exactly what Jungkook was doing.

“Baby you’re going to have to get to Baekhyun by yourself. Once you get to him, he’ll take you somewhere safe, okay?” He whispered to you. Once you nodded he pulled you in for a kiss(which was a little unnecessary but you know, he had to prove a point) and then you were off.

So.....remember how you said it seemed as if there was a rat in the group? Well, it turns out you were right! Baekhyun was the right 🙃 His cousin was Kim Taehyung and he was secretly working for bighit. So now you sat in some gross building with Baekhyun infront of you while some music softly played.

“I can’t believe you’re a rat,” you mumbled out.

“Yeah, I don’t think anyone would have guessed it was me,” he stared with a small shrug, “It’s not like I did anything extreme anyway.”

He wasn’t wrong. He really didn’t do anything other than tell BTS where you would be 24 fucking 7 so that they could kidnapp you also so Jungkook has his play toy that he wasn’t even in love with, just obsessed with....big difference. Anyway, long story short SM demolished the other Mafias and Jungkook wasn’t as hard as he played off and cracked as soon as his life was threatened. Spilled the beans on Baekhyun and him taking you....that didn’t save him though 🤷‍♀️ So they found you really easily, Baekhyun wasn’t prepared and surrendered real quick. After that night everything went back to normal, well as normal as the mafia life can get. You and Jaehyun continued dating and you continued to go on missions with Red Velvet. Honestly, you were thriving 🤪🤙

[ts-beijing-olympics]

EP 5 (Swap) - I Panic With Power - Keaton

i would (and will) die for daisy

I love this new team! I was really in need of a team swap so Im glad it happened. Im gonna be trusting caitlin 100% and with the way she plays i do feel like its reciprocal, I feel good with Pat also. Max and I obviously have beef but if we do go to team meeting and timmy doesnt have immunity I do feel that we will all be on the same page. Obviously Caitlin, Max, Pat, and I all know each other from a separate ORG.

on my new team i def think this comp has really separated things bc there's a group of us (me, aj, justin) who worked on the challenge and some people who didn't.... those being alex and david. alex and david stated reasons why but im pms they said they were going out and seeing movies, going to brunchs, etc........ so idk how i feel about that. either way makes me feel a little comfy rn bc aj, justin, and I have formed an alliance which is good. 

My storyline this episode is fantastic. Starting off the swap I was nervous bc I was the only one from my original team but then they just all let me go to the arena when I said I would do it. The second I got to the arena and we found out the challenge everyone there said they wanted me to win the gold medal. I truly don’t know how that happened but I was rolling with it. My thought was wow this is good but can I trust that, especially after the previous arena where I was lied to. The answer was yes, I could trust those people and they stuck to their word and I won. I had to lie to Joey again but I want Austin to come back into the game. Austin ended up giving me 2 rings when I asked for some of his rings so now I’m up to 5 which is kinda hot tbh. The gold naturally gave us an advantage in the challenge that in the end we didn’t even need because we won anyways…but I guess we did need it since if another team had it we would’ve lost since all the scores were so close. But going into the video, I tend to sit out of this challenge since it brings me such high anxiety, so this time actually doing it and then being on the winning team is amazing and I feel accomplished and I just let myself be okay with looking dumb. Like i know it sounds stupid but that was a big accomplishment for me and I feel like I’m actually doing okay in this game. I need to talk to people more on this team but now I have more time for that and I had already started a bit. No matter what happens, I feel happy.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1P0afXz0q62YViK3zA76ko5Xd3qNdzQDm/view?usp=sharing

Well we may have swapped teams, keeping me from dropping down to a team of two, but it's not keeping me away from the team meeting. We're still going and I'm in trouble. David and I didn't contribute to the challenge, so it's our necks on the line. I'd like to have to kept David around a little longer, but tonight's vote is all self-preservation. Cutting him gives me a better chance to stick around. But it does worry me about what happens if we lose again. I'd rather Justin go home today, but that's the name of the game I guess. I just have to survive tonight. I did volunteer for the Arena because I wanted to give myself a shot at the gold medal in case we lost again. But Andry came right in behind me and I was like well I'd like to go if y'all are up for it. And how am I supposed to get them to let me go over Andry when he participated in the challenge. Plus, if we do lose again, Andry is my only shot at survival at another team meeting, so I can't piss him off. Prayer circle tonight, friends.

It looks like it’s between Alex and myself and I feel like it’ll be me. My heart hasn’t been in this game as much as I wanted it to be, and life has just gotten super busy. I’ve been trying to stay in there but I didn’t realise how busy my life would get, so if I do end up being the one voted out, I’m totally fine with that. Of course, if I do stay, I will try and win this game. I would also like to preface this that I advised Alex to choose someone from my OG Dwen tribe but he picked … I forgot, and it looks like it’s biting both of us in the ass 😭 if he ends up being the one voted out, it’s on him 🤷🏾‍♂️

(Another late confessional) SWAP! So, immediately after we voted out Joey, we all got flung back into the Arena for another Party Time Day. We had the school yard pick for new teams. During that time, when Caitlin's turn came up, she was having a hard time picking, because there were just so many factors. She has a lot of pre-game friends/acquaintances, and her team hadn't voted anyone out yet, so she was trying to think how to keep as many of her people safe as possible. I kinda tried to help ease her decision, but also direct it a little bit to my benefit. She didn't do exactly what I hoped/expected, but it ended up well in the end. When it was just her and Mark on the team, I thought it'd be a nice place to end up, but now there's just too many people there that know each other. It's a death trap (more on that later). Then I thought Jess was gonna pick me, which I really want to play with Jess this game. But she picked Madison, which was super out of the blue, because she doesn't actually know Madison I don't think. But she said she wanted all the women, which is fair. Honestly, after the first few rounds, even though Andry was on Dwen, I wasn't sure I wanted to end up there, because I didn't know anything about David or Alex, or even AJ for that matter. But it might work out. Jess I think told AJ to work with Andry and I. And he has been, so yay. Then I went to the arena. And Timmy was there. And Austin and Joey were there because they'd been voted out. So there were 4 ex-Bings in a 5-person arena. So even though Austin and Joey both knew one of them would be eliminated, we made it happen to where we could get Timmy a Gold Medal, and therefore Immunity at his first team meeting. Because like I said, that new Shuey team is a death trap. 4 of those peeps over there all know each other from hosting (or playing in) a Big Brother org (that Andry and I both played in also... and Jess was in both of our host chats). So basically, a lot of people know that that's a whole-ass group. So honestly, it was a little shortsighted that they all clumped up onto one team, because like Caitlin feared, if they go to a meeting, one of them might have to go. And honestly, I kinda want that. Specifically, I want Pat to go, because for one, he's won a Survivor season, and he's doing well in that Big Brother org... he's just a good player. But also, I have no relationship with him. He's going to prioritize other people over me, most likely, and I don't know if that means they would prioritize him over me in return. And my one true fear is that he's probably the biggest threat to make Andry turn on me. I'm not sure if anyone could truly make that happen, but Pat's the one I think has the highest likelihood. But anyway, back to my time in the arena. Us four Bings pulled together (and apparently even Keaton was in on it) to throw Timmy the win. Because if - big if - Timmy gets through to merge, I would hope he'd come back to Andry and I. So now if new Shuey (NewyShuey? ShueyTwoey?) lose an Immunity Challenge, both Caitlin and Timmy are immune at their fist Meeting - so that only leaves Mark, Max, or Pat to go first. So that's a 1 in 3 chance my Red Alert High Priority Target Pat goes home. It probably won't happen. It'd probably be Max. But I can hope. Anyway, after that we had our stupid, dumb, terrible, no good, very bad challenge, the music video. Andry and I put everything we had into it, as did AJ, and AJ edited the hell out of it. It was a cinematic masterpiece. And we lost. We came in last. Because there was only one judge with any taste. There were two whole judges who did not give us perfect scores, so I can only assume they've been stripped of their rank and banished to the Shadow Realm. And because they didn't help at all, the three of us who actually tried to win banded together and decided to vote out David. There was a lot of subterfuge and obfuscation that went on to make sure no idols were played, and it all worked out. So now David's in the arena, and hopefully Andry can knock him out of the game for good.

[padfootdaredmetoo]

Hi! Guess who?! ❤️Ahhhhh I just got to read the part you posted and I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!!! Thank you for writing it!! I loved everything about it!! First off I love how they met so much!! Like it was so cute that the women had a sleep over and party for her first night!  Then the fact he called her 221C and was so grumpy about it😂 That made me laugh!! And Ebola was just precious in every way possible!!!! I think you wrote her character perfectly!! I love how all the Shelby women just took her right in too! ❤️❤️ I'm sure Ada and Esme would be sure to grill Tewksbury hard when they meet him!!😂😂 Also I just realized that Mycroft and Oswald Mosley are both played by the same actor and imagines the chaos of the Shelby's meeting him when you mentioned him being a twat😂😂 But I just love over all how you built up her relationship with Enola! 

And then Sherlock 🥰🥰🥰🥰 abhhh my beautiful brilliant man😂😂I'm not sure if I'm right, but the way I read it he seems to have broken in to her apartment (technically) when he came in the morning to get Enola and that cracked me up! I loved how she threw the book at home too then! Serves him right😂 but their "second" meeting was also so cute and I loved how she was like "don't hurt my enola" and he was like "your brother annoys mine and that makes me happy"😂😂 

And then oohhh the drama!!!!! Like I feel bad she was hurt (even though I knew it would happen🤭) but then like AHHHHHH Sherlock saving her was just!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 I also love how soft he was with helping her and the fact she was able to relax when she knew it was him!!!!🥰🥰 and ohhhh! She kissed him!! Also how he was like "you're in shock" and didn't let it go much farther ! Idk why but like I really liked that part. Conscious consent is attractive. 🥰🤣🤣🥰 AND THEN HE READ TO HER!!!! 😍😍😍 also I can absolutely see him arguing with. A fictional characters motives😂😂😂 he'd probably make a whole case file for why a fictional plan failed or guess what the ending was before the plot twist😂😂 

And then the whole rest of the ending made me laugh so much!!😂😂 I love the idea of a furious Enola trying to tell off Tommy and his brothers thinking they'd hurt basically her sister. And then Tommy just staring because is anyone else yelled at him like that (and of that) they would have been ☠️ but he can't to that to this small girl he doesn't know it but could probably take him in a fight decently well😂 And then awe!! I love how her family was relieve she was ok, but the men immediately went into like 🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️ kinda stand off mode over protecting her both generally and brother wise😂 Also I like how Tommy took some of the blame for it too!! That part made me smile thinking like he did it because it was true but also because let's be honestly Tommy seems to have a soft spot for like the young and innocent in that even if he doesn't know them well he'll try to help them. Like the big brother in him saw Enola's feelings her hurt and was like "yeah we're gonna fix that's a bit" And I think Ada and Enola make the best tag team wing women ever😂😂 They were like "oh this is happening, this is very much happening." I love how they even brought Alfie into it😂 also YEAH WE'RE ALFIE's FAVORITE !!😂😂😂  also brief thought, Alfie and Enola😂😂 oh the chaos that would bring😂

And then the ends scene 🥰🥰🥰🥰 like all the scenes were 🥰🥰🥰 but I really like the end he was like the safest you'll be is by me so let's cuddle😂😂🥰🥰 and yeah! I loved this entire thing so much!! It was absolutely perfect and brilliant!! And thank you so much again for writing it!! I loved it and probable read it 4 times over before writing this so I could take it all in 😂😂🥰🥰 you're amazing!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hey Love,

Sherlock 100% broke into her apartment in that scene. I mention it in one of the parts I left out - but I just posted them!!

I am SO SO SO happy you enjoyed it! There is one more part I want to write for it. I'm just really so happy and I feel like for whatever reason that cross-over works so well. My mind has exploded over different Ideas I want to write for it so thank you for sending in this request and for waiting such a long time. Not to mention writing in to encourage me. Seriously it's been really nice chatting with you! <3 <3 <3

[gizoogletranslateshomestuck]

> Jizzay: Answa Lalonde. Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.

tipsyGnostalgic [TG] began bother'n gutsyGumshoe [GG] at 11:24

TG in tha hood: jane TG so you betta run and grab yo glock: hey TG: jaaaney TG: ansrew plz TG: *drug deala TG: jaaaaaaaaaane 

GG: Omg. GG: Anotha dogg house production. Overreact mizzy? I kizzy you wait'n fo` all of two seconds now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe! GG: Where have yizzy been todizzle? 

TG: nizzle J-to-tha-izzust perpetratin' hizzay TG: when all of tha sudden 

GG so show some love, niggaz! "All of a sudden." 

TG: whizzay all of tha sudden TG: it hizzay me TG: Tru niggaz do niggaz. thaf we hizzay somethig really fuckin important ta rap 'bout

GG: Dis hizzit you just now? We made plans ta get 'n touch early dis morn'n, n I H-to-tha-izzave seen neitha hide nor hair of y-aw day. 

TG: it hits me that TG: jakes bdiznay be com'n up really soon TG: just a few days before mizzay remembr TG n shit: or i gizzay it wizzould be if it W-to-tha-izzasnt fo` tha end of tha wiznorld thats 'bout ta happen 

GG: Oh, fo` Pizzles sake. 

TG: i just wanted yo' advice on what ta git hizzim TG: sum-m sum-m sentimental i guess? bizzut i mizzay im mostly tapped out of precious heirlooms atm so idk TG: bizzy not like weed-smokin' com'n on too strong TG paper'd up: sum-m sum-m that sez TG wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: dis be totes platonic n steppin' TG: no eyebrow rais'n funnybiz be goin on over here TG: but still sez you know TG: Slap your mutha fuckin self. call me TG: if you wiznanna 

GG: Grrr. GG: I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. Now I know yoe jok'n around ta git mah goat. 

TG: ahaha TG dogg: yizzay TG: tha gizzoat steppin' th'n i mean TG: but joking oh no i think nizzy TG: u dizzy think thizzay if i dizzy say he was off limits on account of you bein mah best frizziend TG, know what im sayin? i wouldnt be all tha hell ova that???? TG: daaaaamn TG: T-H-to-tha-izzat rugge' senseof adventure TG: tha delightful silly vernacular thizzats lizzle TG: wizzle n bewitchingly not self aware TG yeah yeah baby: thizzay adorbizzle teeth TG: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. swoooooooooon <3 

GG: Nooooo, stop. :( 

TG: wiznell shit jane TG: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. what be i even suppoze' ta do TG: I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. i cizzay hit on anybizzle n appaprently i can entertain nary a frizzle THOUGHT 'bout anyboby coz apparizzle evrybodies OFF LIMITS!!!!! TG so i can get mah pimp on: *bizzay goddamn typizzos TG: shizzit suuucks TG cuz Im tha Double O G: you dizzle even let me sizzay yo' dad be hot even thizzle we both know he way tha fizzy is i mean cizzay one TG: *one TG: Holla! *on 

GG: Y-to-tha-izzeah. Coz it weird so sit back relax new jacks get smacked! GG: N yoe drunk.  spittin' that real shit:P 

TG: correction TG: drink'n TG cuz Im tha Double O G: prensent tenze TG: grammar jane 

GG: I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. I don't see whizzay yizzle dizzon't try ta cizzle thizne favor of Mr. Stridizzle. If you ask me, he n you be perfect fo` each otha where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'. 

TG: oh jizzy TG: so naive TG: soooo niaev 

GG: It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. Lordy ya feelin' me? GG with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin: How ciznan you be thizzle fargone so early? I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. GG ya feelin' me? It isn't even nizzle yet and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow. 

TG: Drop it like its hot. yizzy forget we live 'n very different T-to-tha-izzime zones TG: its a lizzle cracka H-to-tha-izzere 

GG: Yoe three hours aheezee of me! 

TG: youd wiznould be amaze' TG: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. hizzay mizzle can happen TG: 'n 3 H-to-tha-izzours 

GG: Tsk to increase tha peace. What wizzy yo' motha hizzle to say if she caught you? 

TG: p S-to-tha-izzure she W-to-tha-izzouldnt give a shit TG: i mean TG: shes tha one who stizzle thegizzle D-to-tha-izzamn liquor cabizzles 'n tha firts place TG: i dont even thizzle she eva had a drizzop 'n ha life probably TG: so why else be she pizzle it there it wiznas like TG hittin that booty: a passive aggrassive dare fo` me TG: *aggressizzle TG: Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. jiznut tha sizzay of mizzind gizzle she would play 

GG: So even if yo' insane n paranoid theory happens to be trizzue, yo' respizzle be, "Screw it! T-to-tha-izzime ta help mysizzay ta all dis M-to-tha-izzind game booze and yo momma." 

TG: yuuuuuuuuuuuup TG: pppp mcuh 

GG: Groan. You be completelizzle impossible lizzle dis. GG: Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. I cizzle believe you choze ta do dis today of all diznays. It dont stop till the wheels fall off. I should hizzave known betta cuz its a doggy dog world! GG: Hizzle I be wak'n up brizzay n early, waiting all day wit mah noze presze' against dis glizzay fo` tha mail ta come and wonder'n if you'll eva lizzy on, n all tizzy whiznile yizzy are J-to-tha-izzust gett'n B-L-to-tha-izzind frontin' schnocka-bottomed D-R-to-tha-izzunk. 

TG: wizzy blingin' fo` TG: 'n tha mail TG like old skool shit: be someth'n happen'n today or sum-m sum-m 

GG and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow: &%#$@ in tha dogg pound!!! GG: Tha alpha! GG: Jeez-Louise, yizzou be hopeless. 

TG: oh yeah TG keep'n it real yo: thizzat frontin' 

GG: Be you at all ready ta play if it comes? 

TG: i giznuess TG: but TG: yizzay sizzle yizzou even want ta play dis th'n TG: u kizzy its just what tha batterwitch wizzants you ta do 

GG: Not dis again. 

TG hittin that booty: if yizzle wizzant ta go aheezee and be a chump jane its ur call im just gang bangin' TG: i knizzay what a C-H-to-tha-izzump L-to-tha-izzooks lizzy TG: n yizzy dizzle look like no chiznump i eva saw TG: if you go thriznu wit dis ill hizzy ta add yo' porfile ta mah chump R-to-tha-izzoll TG like this and like that and like this and uh: which be lizzay dis real actizzle th'n i maintain TG: intsead of bein a joke TG: be tizzy waht you want TG: *wizzle 

GG: Tha "Batterwitch" DOES NIZZY EXIST! GG: It be an idiotic urban legend. Keep the party crackin while I'm steady rappin. GG: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. How manizzle times have I explizzle dis? Mah bootylicious, bootylicious grandmotha who founded tha company n be accuze' of holding dis identitizzle would hizzave ta be almost two hundred years old if she were still alive today. Tha idizzle is sizzuch preposterous hogwash it hardly wizzy dignify'n witta rational rizzle. GG: Tha iconic F-to-tha-izzace of tha company isn't even a R-to-tha-izzeal person! She was fabricated lizzle ago mobbin' thizzle cizzles blunt-rollin' years cuz this is how we do it. 

TG: right TG: as TG if you gots a paper stack: you kizzy TG so bow down to the bow wow! an alta ego TG: fo` somizzle more sinista 

GG: Such cuckoobird nonsenze. GG: 'n anizzle caze, I don't understand the nature of dis second guess'n, besides messin' it up ta yo' unwelcome inebriation so jus' chill. GG: We hizzad agree' you wizzay play wit me fo my bling bling. Yizzle sounded excited 'bout it! GG wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: Have you even obtained your copy yet?? 

TG: um TG: heh TG: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. yizzay "obtianizzle" TG: sizzle did 

GG but real niggaz don't give a fuck: Through your various technologically crypotgraphic means, I presume? 

TG: oh yizzle bet TG: hacked tha S-H-TO-THA-IZZIT out of thoze T-TO-THA-IZZIGHT mainframes n all TG: sizzay jackpot like TG: a BUNCH of times TG: all thoze TG: cyhpa n bobbytraps TG so bow down to the bow wow! backdoor trojizzles n what nizzle TG: were no mizzy TG: 4 mai codizzle TG: gangsta 

GG: : Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit.| GG: I be quizzically narrow'n mah eyes perpetratin' ta sizzolve tha joke you be attempt'n, assum'n it evizzle is one. 

TG: ok jane what im say'n be that TG: 'n tha parlance of clockin' cauze i know thizzay is what giznets you off TG: is T-H-to-tha-izzat TG: it wizzy a fuckizzle cakewake TG: **cakewalk 

GG: Oh cuz I'm fresh out the pen. 

TG: like by wich i mean not ta say hizzle hizzur im hottest shizzay haxxor bitch you eva kizzy TG: as deadlizzle to tha corporizzle grid ass shizzle be beatuiful TG: which i BE but TG: what i mizzy be shit wasnt even guardizzle TG: it was jizzle TG: some files TG: thizzat were there TG: unsecured TG: n i tizzle T-H-to-tha-izzem TG: I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. jacked them right offa that intraweb telematrice TG: tizzy apply lipstick TG: F-to-tha-izzemme fizzle stylizzle TG: n wizzle like S-H-to-tha-izzit yes i ALL KINDS of K-N-to-tha-izzow how ta uze mah web browsa ta download serveral filizzles  

GG: Rizzle? Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. 

TG, niggaz, better recognize: yizzeah TG: so now TG and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow: i gots it TG: if u really wizzy play TG: whizzay you shouldnt 

GG: Hrm. Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga. That be a bit puzzl'n. Its just anotha homocide. I thiznought dis software was highly proprietary. 

TG: Boo-Yaa! i told you TG: sizzy wants yizzy ta play TG: wizzy us all ta TG: part of ha BIG PLANS TG: Holla! n ur ridin' right into em TG: like TG: a TG: chhhhhhhhhhhhh.... 

GG: Ump, yes, I know. You miznade yourself clear. Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. GG: Bizzy what D-to-tha-izzoesn't add up 'bout yo' stizzle be, GG: I believe SOMEBODY dizzay want me ta play. GG droppin hits: Hizzay elze d-ya explain tha recent attizzles on mah lizzay? Death row 187 4 life. 

TG: Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. dunno TG: sizzle out they wizzants tha stock prizzle ta T-to-tha-izzake a hizzay cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map? 

GG: "there" 

TG: orrrr TG: its just M-to-tha-izzore conniv'n of tha witch 

GG: Slap your mutha fuckin self. So dis hypothetical monstrosity wants me ta succee', but also wizzants me ta die paper'd up? GG: Makes a lot of sense! 

TG: wouldnt put it past ha TG: makizzles you feel perpsecuted TG: redoublizzles yo' determination ta play TG: u advance hizzay pizzy 'n whateva incomprehensible way TG: until suddenly yizzay did evryth'n she needed you ta TG: at which P-to-tha-izzoint you become craaaaizzle expendable yo TG: n tizzy TG: she expizzles you TG: lizzay a wad of boondizzles on shitty bc merch 

GG fo yo bitch ass: I see. Dis is sound'n less like a crackpot conspiracy theory by tha mizzle! 

TG: w/e alls im pimpin' be a bunch of stuff thizzats def triznue ta tha max TG: ill send dis file ta yizzou tho n what yizzou do wiht its up ta yizzay TG: so you wizzle it nizzy or W-H-to-tha-izzat 

GG: Hm. It tempt'n, n I'm curious as hizzy ta play it. Im crazy, you can't phase me. GG: But tha mail shiznould be blunt-rollin' any minizzle! I've waitizzle dis long fo` it, so I miznight as well uze tha official discs addresze' to me. GG: Whiznen it comes, I do hizzle yizzay chiznange yo' tune. GG: Niznot ta mention brew yoself a pot of coffee n soba yo' drunk butt up. 

TG: mah drizzle butts tune wiznill stizzay as unchanged as it will remain un not driznunk TG: mizzakr mah barley corerent words 

GG: Hoo hiznoo! Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. Ok, fizzy enizzle. GG: Biznut I believe tizzy when we start play'n togetha, yizzou'll cizzay around. GG: Personally, I can hizzle contain mah excitement playa it cuz Im tha Double O G. GG: If years ago someone told me, which incidentally someone DIZZAY, that today I would have an exclusizzle opportunitizzle ta play what be absolutely tha most steppin' edge immersive simulizzle game eva releaze', develizzle by a company which hizzle already done so mizzuch fo` tha advancement of humanizzle, I would have S-to-tha-izzaid, "Shucks, busta, sign me up ta help you tap dat ass!" 

TG: Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. jane 

GG: Yes? 

TG: jaaaane 

GG thats off tha hook yo: What! Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. 

TG: J-to-tha-izzane TG: did u know TG in tha hood: that i be uttrely TG: 'N LOVE TG: wit tha fact that TG: i hizzy a best nigga TG: who sez perpetratin' TG: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. liznike TG with the S-N-double-O-P: shucks busta 

GG: Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house. Shoosh you, drunky from tha streets of tha L-B-C! :B GG: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. Oh... Subscribe nigga, get yo issue. GG: I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. Oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh fo' sho'... 

TG droppin hits: wtf 

GG: Tha straight trippin'. GG: Tha flappy steppin'!

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