#and my friends are ALSO tired and i'm like :(((((

[chriss-slut]

Puddin'

~ Dom!Chris X sub!fem!reader ~

Synopsis: Your friends slip up who's your favorite character, but also your fantasy kink.

warning: SMUT!! rough unprotected sex, petnames, degradation kink, daddy kink, cursing, and a lot of stuff that i can't even remeber anymore lol

A/N: this is kinda MY fantasy kink so.. 😀 btw if there's any spelling mistakes, im sorry, i didnt have time to check it :)

I have always been, in some way, a big fan of Harley Quinn (if not obsessed). I discovered her when i was around 12 years old, when Suicide Squad came out. Everything about her inspired me. Whether it was her behavior, intelligence, madness, or eccentricity, deep down, I dreamed of being like her, of being as sexy and alluring.

As I grew older, my passion for her became something I no longer showcased, simply out of fear of being judged by others. I was now 20 years old, and it seemed weird, even boring, to others to see me in the same costume at every dress-up party.

When I met Chris, I never really talked to him about this little obsession I had, mainly out of fear that he would find it strange.

Up until now, everything had been going well between us, and I didn't find it important. He didn't need to know more about this subject.

I was at home with Chris and my two best friends. We had planned to spend the afternoon together so they could meet, especially since our relationship had just become official.

Everything was going well until Julia started talking about what I was trying to keep secret:

"Oh, by the way, are you still coming tomorrow night?" Julia asked me, completely changing the subject while munching on her chips.

"Tomorrow night?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah, to Noah's costume party, like every year, Y/N!" she said in a "duh" tone, rolling her eyes.

"Um... I forgot. Honestly, I don't think so. Chris and I had planned to spend the evening together, so it's going to be difficult for me," I said, trying to find a plausible excuse to avoid further questions.

"What??!" she exclaimed, looking disappointed.

"You can come with him, and that way, you can get to know us a bit more, Chris!" added my other friend Stella, turning to my boyfriend with a big smile, and the others nodded in agreement.

"That would be nice," Chris replied with a shrug.

"See? Come on, you're coming. I don't really plan to give you a choice. We go every year, there's no way you're skipping it this time!" Julia added.

"I don't have a costume anyway, and I'm exhausted right now. It's going to be a no from me, guys, sorry," I said, trying to sound genuinely disappointed.

"You're such a liar. Are you going to make me believe you don't have a costume when you spend all your time dressing up as Harley Quinn at every opportunity?" she said, laughing.

My eye widen and i start blushing a bit. Chris turned to me, and i look at Julia with a face that says "Please, just shut your mouth."

"Oh, because, yes, I suppose you already know, but your girlfriend is completely obsessed with Harley Quinn. It's like she's totally in love with her!" Julia said to Chris, giggling.

"Julia! oh my god!" I said, embarrassed, now trying to hide my face in my hands.

"She's not wrong," Stella added. What a bunch of traitors.

"You never told me about this?" Chris said, confused, while I stood there, dying of embarrassment at the thought that the girls might make things worse.

"What, you mean she never bored you with her Harley Quinn obsession? I'm sure her biggest kink would be sleeping with you dressed as her!" Julia said without any restraint, and this time it was too much for me.

"Julia!! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I said, getting angry.

"Wow, calm down, I was just joking," she said, frowning.

Stella's mouth was wide open, and Chris looked like he didn't know where to put himself.

"You guys should go home. 'm tired, I need to rest," I said to escape the situation.

"What, seriously? You're going to be mad at me for this? Y/N!" I heard Julia shout as I left the room.

I went up to my room and shut the door behind me. My reaction was probably over the top, but I didn't want Chris to know about this. She had no right to humiliate me like that in front of him. I bury my face in my pillow and try to think about something else.

After a few minutes, I heard some knocks on my door.

"Julia, go away! I don't want to talk to you!" I shouted from my bed.

I heard the door open anyway, so I turned around to tell her to leave, but to my surprise, it was Chris.

"I'm not Julia, sorry to break it to you," he said, trying to make me laugh.

"It's not funny," I said, rolling my eyes before sitting up on my bed.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"You're already inside anyway..." I speak, shrugging

"Are you mad at me or Julia? I don't understand anymore," he said, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms.

"Sorry," I replied, biting my lip, and he came to sit next to me.

"The girls left and asked me to tell you they really want you to be there tomorrow night," he said, placing his hand on the small of my back, and I sighed.

"Listen, I'd be very happy to go with you. I don't mind. We can always come back together and spend time alone after the party, but I don't want you to fight with your friends because of me," he said, and I turned my head towards him.

"That's not why I fought with them, Chris," I said, looking back at the floor.

"Then what was it about?" he asked.

"It's something stupid. I don't really want to talk about it!" I said, feeling the embarrassment return.

"Come on, tell me. I'm not going to judge you," he said, shaking his head.

"No!" I said, avoiding his gaze.

"Is it because of what she said about your obsession with Harley Quinn?" he asked.

"I'm not obsessed with her!" I said, getting angry.

“And that’s not what I implied. I was just repeating her words!” he responded immediately.

I sighed, realizing it was becoming ridiculous to keep this hidden from him any longer.

“Yes…” I said softly.

“Why did it upset you so much?” he asked.

“Because I was afraid she’d say more, and you’d find it weird!” I sighed.

“Why would I find it weird?” he said, gently rubbing my back.

“I don’t know…” I said, shrugging.

“I don’t find you weird, Y/N. You have every right to be a fan of any fictional character if it makes you happy. I really like Harley Quinn, too. You could have told me; I would have been happy to talk about it with you, baby,” he said, smiling.

My eyes sparkle as i hear him say that and i immediately look at him again. “Really?” I said, looking at him with admiration. I truly have a wonderful boyfriend.

“You know what, why don’t you dress up as Harley Quinn, and I’ll be your Joker? That way, you won’t miss the party, and I get to spend time with you and your friends,” he suggested, standing up.

I smiled at him, leaned to hug him tightly, and nodded.

“And when we get back from the party, I’d be happy to fuck you in your costume to fulfill your kink,” he whispered in my ear, playfully smacking my ass.

“Chris, she made that part up!!” I said, blushing deeply.

“Too bad, I was really down for that part,” he said, laughing.

i laugh too, still embarrassed, and i stand up, going to the bathroom.

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it's now the next day, almost 8pm, and I'm with my boyfriend arriving at my place. We just left the mall, where we went to buy a Joker costume to him.

i open my front door and we both run towards my room, since we're kinda late.

"dress up in there while i do it in the bathroom, okay?? i want it to be a surprise for you!" i say sweetly, quickly pecking Chris' lips before heading to the bathroom.

after an hour or so, i knock on the bathroom door so i can have Chris' attention and i shout from inside "Are you done??"

"Uh... I've been done for 20 minutes, Y/N." he says from my bedroom.

I burst out laughing for a bit and then i open the door, making a little pose for Chris, showing my costume.

Chris' jaw drops as soon as i open the door. He stands up and stay froze, staring at me.

i giggle softly and go over him, resting my hands in his chest "What'chu think?" i speak, in a slightly higher-pinched voice, trying to recreate Harley's voice.

Chris' jaw just drops more after hear me, he stays froze for a few more moments until he finally speaks. "wow... you look... wow!"

I giggle "you liked it?"

"Liked it? I just fell in love with you all over again!" he says, now hugging me tightly and lifting me from the ground.

I laugh cute and hug him back, tightly. "I'm so happy you liked it!"

Chris buries is face on the crook of my neck, sucking it softly. "There was no way for me to not like it. you look so hot." he whisper before kissing my neck.

I moan softly and move my hand to caress his hair. "thank you, baby..." i speak before pulling away and look at him. "You talking about me when you look like THAT is crazy!"

He grins at me "thank you, sweetheart! Lets go to that party, then?"

"Yeaaah!!" i yell happily, jumping.

He chuckles at my jump and grabs his stuff. We walk out of my house, going to the party.

After a while, we arrive at Noah's house. A lot of people outside of it, all dress up as various characters and monsters. I lead Chris into the party and after a few seconds, Julia and Stella run up to us.

"HEY, GIIIRL!!" Stella yells, happy to see me, as she hugs me from the side.

"Hey, guys!!" Julia shouts at us both, still a bit scared of me being mad at her.

"Hii!" Chris says at them, waving with a smile.

"Hi, girls! Love your costume!" I speak at Stella. She nods with a smile "Thank you! You look amazing yourself, but I'm used to see it already,"

I laugh softly, not really happy about her comment but i brush it off. "You look good too, Ju!" I speak at Julia.

She smiles at me "Thank you! You too, as always... Can i ask you something?" Julia says, with a soft expression. "Yeah, sure!" i say back.

"Uh... i just wanted to know if you're still mad at me for yesterday... I've been thinking about it all night and, I'm sorry..." She speaks softly.

I smile reassuringly "It's okay... I'm sorry too! I shouldn't have become so mad at you..."

She smiles softy and nods "It's okay, i guess we both screwed up!"

"Yeah, but its alright!" i lean to hug her as she does the same.

Suddenly, Stella speaks, loudly. "So, let's party?!?" We all yell "yess!" and that way, the party begins!

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After hours, me and Chris are going back to my place, tired from dancing and jumping all night.

I open my front door and Chris holds the door for me to enter, smacking my ass playfully as i pass through him.

"Let's to the room. Now." He speaks in a soft but demanding way, which makes me a bit confused but i obey.

Once we get into my room, Chris closes the door behind him and quickly presses me in it, causing me to gasp softly.

"Remember what i told you yesterday??" Chris speaks, his hands caressing my sides.

"U-uh... y-yeah..?" i speak, slightly nervous, since Chris looks so hot and in a rough mood right now.

He smirks and attacks my lips in a hungry kiss. We both make out for a while. As we're still kissing, he puts his hands under my ass and picks me up from the floor, taking me to bed, where he throws me on.

He crawls on top of me and says, looking down at me "You look so damn hot right now. You have no idea how much i had to control myself to not drag you to a bathroom and fuck you right there." He leans and starts kissing my neck, intensively.

I moan in response and i wrap my arms and legs around him, pulling his body closer to mine.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do with you, Puddin'" Chris whispers, making me freeze for a second. Him calling Joker's nickname to Harley made me see stars... and made me wet.

"i-i want you to fuck me..." i say softly.

"huh? i didn't hear you, baby." he says, now lifting his head to look at me.

"i-i want you to fuck me, Chris. Please!" i whine, already desperate.

Chris smirks at me "Good girl" he says before leaning to kiss me again.

While we kiss, he takes off my Harley Quinn Jacket and toss it to the side. He gives wet kisses down my face to my collarbone, where he stays as he takes off my boots.

"mmh, you're so hot, babygirl~" he mumbles as he kisses me.

i moan softly in response, my hands now trying to take his jacket off, which he helps me with.

After a while kissing, he's now in just his jeans as i still have almost the full costume on.

He grabs my jaw tightly and speaks, firmly "you gonna do justice to your costume and act like a little slut f'me?"

I look up at him with puppy eyes and nod. He smirks and whispers "Good girl~" He moves two of his fingers that was on my jaw and slide it into my mouth, pressing it on my tongue.

"Fuck, you look so good like this... oh, imma fuck you so so good today~" He speaks, in a sensual tone.

I moan against his fingers, swirling my tongue around it.

He then takes his fingers off my mouth with a bop and attacks my lips again, then going down to my neck as his hands go under my shirt, caressing my chest over my bra. He lifts my shirt and move his hands to my back, unbuckling my bra and taking it off, without taking off my Harley Quinn shirt.

He then leans and suck my nipples, which makes me moan "mmh Chris...please, i need you..."

Chris lets out a soft chuckle and grabs my jaw again, harshly, making me look at him "I'm the one in control, got it?" he says in a demanding tone. i just nod, looking up at him.

He nods back and start kissing and sucking my breasts again, now going down my stomach, until he reaches my red and blue tight shorts.

"i gotta take this off, it drove me crazy all night." he speaks, now pulling it down, letting me in my fishnet tights, my thongs and my Harley shirt. He looks down at me and bite his lip. Chris caress my thighs and spreads them, softly passing his hand in my clothed pussy, making me whimper. "Chris, Please..."

"Did you not hear me when i said i was in control??" he speaks in a serious tone "I'll do whatever i want with you, understand?"

I sigh softly and nod. "Good." he speaks before slapping my inner thigh hardly, earning a loud moan from me.

"God, you're so good to spank!" he says, slapping my other inner thigh hardly, i moan loud again.

"Turn around f'me, ma" he speaks to me and i immediately do it. He smirk down, looking at my ass, half covered with my square tights and he spanks my ass, strongly. i cry loud, burying my face in my pillow.

He grabs a fist of my hair and pull my head back, for me to look at him. "Don't wanna mess that make up yet, do ya?" i shake my head, whining from the pain in my scalp. He throws my head on the pillow again, now with my head to the side. He slaps my ass again, and again, and again, making me whine in pain, but also in pleasure.

The last time he slaps my ass, he spanks between my ass cheeks, making me moan loud. He lets out a soft chuckle from my reaction and says "Looks like someone likes to be spanked, isn't that truth?" i whine in response and he slaps the same place again, now gripping my hair again. "answer me. with words." he speaks firmly and demanding. "y-yeah, i do... i-... i l-like it..." i speak, whiny. He lets go of my hair and whispers in my ear "you're so pathetic, aren't you? Look at you, looking like a real whore f'me"

He slaps my ass again and turns me around one more time. He digs his fingers in my square tights, right between my legs, and he stretch it out, ripping it over my pussy. He looks at my sexy thong and he looks at me with a smirk. "is this for me?" I nod softly. He slaps my clothed pussy, making me whine loud, with a smirk. "Be ready, i think you'll need to~" he says to me, before ripping my thong and tossing it to the side.

Seeing him ripping my clothes always make me more turned on, seeing his arms muscles flex gives me butterflies.

He slides his finger through my wet slit and he says "so wet for me. such a little slut for liking me treating you like this." He pushes one finger in my hole, making me moan a bit. He keeps with it in, not moving, and he looks at me. "Look at you... I'd take a photo of you just to show everyone how much of a slut you are... looking so good just for me."

Suddenly, Chris pulls his finger out and slam three fingers into me, making me moan. He starts fingering me roughly, hardly and fast.

"O-oh Chris! fuck!" i moan, leaning my head back from the intense pleasure.

He, then, stops again, making me moan frustrated. "All fours. Now." he speaks demanding and i do it, my ass now almost at his face.

Chris slaps my ass and caress my wet cunt. "so beautiful like this, puddin'... so perfect~"

I whine softly in response and he stands up, unbelting his pants. He grabs his belt and hit the bed hardly with it. "If you do something i didn't tell you to, you'll pay for it. Got it?" i nod frantically.

He pulls down his pants and take them off, tossing it to the pile of clothes on the floor. He grips my hips and pull me to the edge of the bed, so he can fuck me while standing up. He grabs both my ponytails and pull my head back. "You gonne be a good girl and not cum for me until i say it, alright? Don't leave this position and don't scream too loud until i let you, alright?" He speaks in a firm and demanding tone.

"Yeah..." i speak softly. "Yeah, what?" Chris says, pulling even more my hair. "Y-yes, daddy..." i whine. Chris slaps my ass and throw my head forward "Good girl~".

Chris rubs his clother hard dick against my wet pussy, making me moan softly. "You're so wet you're making my boxers soaked. slut!" He pulls his boxers down and slams into me, making me scream loud. He lean over my back and slaps his hand on my mouth, pulling it back harshly. "What didn't you understand about not. screaming.?" I whimper, squeezing my eyes shut, and speak against his mouth "i'm sorry..."

Chris lets out a breathy mockingly laugh and takes his hand off my mouth, my head falling down harshly. "fucking pathetic." Chris mutters, now pulling slowly out of me. i whine at the sensation and then moan loud, trying hard not to scream, when he slams into me again.

Chris moves one hand to under my shirt, squeezing my breast, and the other to my hip, now starting to thrust in and out of my cunt.

I moan as he fucks me, slowly. "Chris, please..."

Chris stops middle-way and says demanding "First off, I'm not giving you want you want. second, you're not calling me that."

I whine softly "S-sorry, daddy..." Chris slaps my ass again and start thrusting into me again, still slowly.

After a while, i give up on moaning and i stay quiet. My head down with my eyes squeezed shut. Chris notices that and start going faster, hitting my g-point every time he pushes into me. i moan and i lean down to rest on my elbows, my back arched and my ass higher.

Chris slaps my ass again and groans lowly. "mmh, baby~ why are you so hot and perfect? looking like a real slut like this, while your pussy clenches around me. fuck!" He starts punding harder, slapping my ass a few more times.

I moan deep, trying to not be loud though. Chris keeps pounding into me until my cunt starts clenching too much around his cock. He stops and speaks "You ain't cummin' now, bitch. You know what happens if you do." and starts fucking me hard again. i start moaning louder, trying my hardest to not cum. I whine "p-puddin'... p-please... i-i can't..."

Chris slaps my ass the hardest he can and says, roughly "No. You're not cummin, Y/N. Or should i call you..." he leans over me, putting his mouth right behing my ear "Harley?".

I can feel the knot in my stomach almost exploding ad he whispers that to me. I can't believe I'm finally realizing this fantasy.

He feels my pussy clenching more around him as he says that and he laughs, smacking my ass again. "oh, you liked it, dont you? you want me to call you Harley? Is that it?"

i nod frantically, barely able to speak at this point. "Words." Chris says roughly, pouding into me roughly.

"o-oh.. y-yeah, d-daddy! p-please, c-call me t-that! o-oh, fuck, its so g-good! p-please!" i whine slightly loud, tears forming in my eyes already.

Chris smirks and start fucking me harder and faster. "fuck, ma! s-such a fucking slut! such a whore f'me!" he says, groaning. I'm so glad i told Chris i liked being degrated! I'm wetter than i was supposed to.

i keep moaning loudly "d-daddy, please! i-i need to cum! p-please lemme cum!" i whine.

Suddenly, Chris pulls out and turn me around, so we're now in missionary.

Chris slams into me again and puts his hand around my neck, hard enough to hurt but not for me to be breathless. "If you gonna cum, I'll see you cum. Gotta see that pretty face with that pretty make up all messed up." He puts his hand on my face and slides it down, messing even more my Harley Quinn makeup.

He, then, slides two fingers into my mouth the deepest he can, fucking my mouth as he fucks my cunt. He starts pounding roughly again, making me scream against him fingers, also gagging a bit.

My eyes starts rolling back with tears, just as my back arching and hips jerking up, feeling myself really close to the edge.

"Look at you. All fucked up like a whore. You really became Harley Quinn, didn't you? That hot bitch. I bet you wanna fuck every guy of the city, don'chu? fuck, puddin'. you're so fucking beautiful." Chris speaks between groans as he pounds into me. i start moaning even louder as i feel myself not being able to hold my orgasm anymore. My cunt clenching around Chris' cock just makes him groan and moan more.

"Cum. Cum f'me, Harley. C'mon, babygirl, cum for daddy~" Chris whispers in my ear. That gives me the final push and i finally cum in his cock. Not a simple orgasm, though. All of this roleplay and dirty talk made me cum hard and squirt all over Chris, which makes him cum inside of me and collapse on top of me.

We both panting hard and shaking. We stay there for a while and then Chris pulls out, laying next to me.

"You did so good f'me, Harl..." He speaks softly, caressing my cheek

"y-you too, puddin'..." i say softly, still panting.

Chris leans and kissed my lips, a long peck. When he pulls away, he looks down at me, admiring me. "Why didn't you tell me this before? This was the best sex I've done in my life..."

i smile softly at him and speak softly, now turning to face him, "I'm sorry for that... if i get another kink, I'll promise to tell ya!"

i hope you liked it! pls comment what you think, I'd appreciate it! :) xoxo

[cvnt4him]

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"woah would you look at that, deku just took out that guy with a single punch!"

"he's so amazing!~"

"you're my hero!!!"

So many people chant, root, and holler for even the slightest glimpse of his attention, even a glance.

"Mr deku, what can you tell us about this villain, you hadn't even put up much of a hassle and yet he appears to be tired!" One report gleams.

It's true. He hadn't done too much, one simple practically, light punch and the criminal was already down, he knew that. Deku knew he was good, he knew others thought he was good. He thrived on that kind of energy.

"oh~, well you know, I'm not one to brag nor bring other people down, criminal or not we're all human." He sings to the reporter, hinting at the fact she gave the measly little lowlife schmuck at best, a promotion to 'villian'. cameras flashing everywhere as he heard a bunch of girlish screams, everyone looks over to see a bunch of fan girls rallying to get an autograph.

Dammit.

Izuku tried so hard not to let his smile faulter, its not that he disliked his fans, really he could never, he knows one of the reasons he's here is because of his fans, and he loves them all equally no matter what. However. scrolling on the Internet, especially as a pro hero it's hard not to go down a loophole of your own fans. Izukus fans are nice, sure. But they're also bat shit crazy.

Doxxing people for disagreeing, assuming he was gay for his best friend dynamite, writing fanfiction about him and his best friend dynamite, assuming he had a new significant other because he changed up his style of clothing??

Really his fans are too much, he loves them, he does. But they are just so...smothering?

As he sees the fans hurrying toward him he tries his hardest to jump away as he was stopped by a little deaf girl who wanted an autograph.

Shit. You can't NOT give a little deaf girl an autograph it'd be bad publicity. he sighs deeply in defeat, knowing how easily persuaded he is, he'll most likely be there standing, on his feet, smiling wide and big for fans, for the next hour and a half.

Izuku sighed deeply through his nose as he finally, after 5 more hours of working, made it back to his bed, that's all he wanted. He didn't bother taking his suit off just simply jumping in his bed and groaning at the comfort he longed for.

He grabbed his phone and opened Twitter.. that was the first mistake of the night, he scrolled through his feed coming across a post of a girl just rambling about her ever lasting love for deku.

He shifted in his bed so now he was laying back on his pillows, turning up the sound to hear your beautifully slurred voice.

"- like bro.. I don't think any of you understand how my NEED for this man is like just.. sigh. I'm about to go crazy bro. If I were given the chance I'd do unholy. Unspeakable. Down right horrendous things to this man, i- aHaAVE YOU SEEN HIS NEW HERO SUIT??" You were talking to your friend who had the idea to start recording you while you were drunk, laughing and snorting at you.

The video was posted by you, the caption read; 'my friend started recording while i was drunk and i randomly went on a rant ab my love for the #1 hero 💀'

He snickered at this, genuinely finding it funny, but sooner or later it registered in his brain what you'd said..you'd do what to him.

Before he knew it he was semi hard, he looked down at his slight hard on confused, there is no way this turned him on?? He had been sent so many videos of his fan girls from all ages going down on a dildo with his name slapped on it, he never found it the least but attractive, just kind of desperate..

He watched the video again, his cock becoming fully erect as he sighed at the uncomfortable feeling of his now leaking, completely hard cock, rubbing against his suit pants.

It had been a while since he'd done something like this.. since he had used someone..he needed this, just to relax. Just a couple of strokes to get him to come, that's all.

He let out a shaky sigh, slowly trailing his thick fingers up and down his clothed cock, earning a light squeak to rip from his throat due to the slight pleasure he felt from the gentle actions.

He knew he needed it, he needed this so badly, but he wouldn't rush it. He hated when he rushed things, he says 'they never get done correctly'.

So he would be patient with himself, gently palming himself over his suit pants, letting breathy sighs leave his slightly dried and chapped lips.

He looked over to his phone to see the paused video...

'oh what the hell.' he thought to himself as he grabbed the phone, angling and holding it close to his ear to hear your voice and the loud laughs that he hopefully tried to blur out of his mind. Focusing on your voice fully.

He held the phone close to his ear closing his eyes listening to your slurred speech, and the hiccups and giggles that left your mouth, he bit his lip as his palming motions began to get harder and more rough, "I would do down right horrendous things to this man." That line stuck with him, that's what made him undo his pants and shimmy them off so he could fully touch his leaking, crying cock.

He groaned in embarrassment and disgust in himself at the sight of his already soaked boxers, why did his cock have to be so leaky!!

He whimpered at the sight, pulling his boxers down just enough to have his cock hit against himself. He wrapped two fingers around his cock and rolled his eyes back, biting his lip to sustain the sound that wanted to come out. He stroked himself slowly, letting the precum on his tip continue to drip down his thick cock.

He had listened to the audio all over again this time fixating on the part where you'd talked about his suit. He had changed up his suit a couple of times, never really straying away from the original concept he had in highschool, the green was always there to stay, and he always liked the fact his suit was more of a jumpsuit kind of thing, but changing it over the years, he went with a tighter fabric for his new and improved suit, removing the bunny ears at the back, and adding a white cape, replacing his huge bulky gloves with just as thick, smaller and well fitted ones, the white the painted his suit was now black.

He hadn't done much to his suit really.

But you and so many others thought it was the sexiest thing in the world.

He loved that, that you loved his suit, he whimpered in a pitchy octave, eyes crossing as he shut them, breaths becoming uneven as he wraps his whole hand around his aching, dripping, cock. It yearned for release, he needed it, it hurt so bad but felt so good he couldn't stop, he was sooo close!

So so close, and yet.. not close enough to get him there. He abandoned all self respect and hope for 'not rushing things' he needed to come and the only way he could is if he really touched himself.

He ripped off the top of his hero suit before rummaging in his bedside drawer to grab a Fleshlight, it was a lot more advanced than your normal average pussy shaped fleshie, it had handle and so many different modes!!! It vibrated and wiggled and had a squirt thingy that shot lube inside to make his cock slippery, not that he'd need it, his cock is like a water fountain with so much cum to give.

He turned it onto its highest setting before settling his twitching cock, dribbling with precum, inside of it.

He couldn't contain the line of moans that ripped out of him, he wanted to really he did, he wanted to keep quiet for his neighbors but he just couldn't, he felt so fucking good, he'd felt that he'd never been this hot or bothered before especially not because of some measly audio that wasn't in any way remotely sexual, and yet he was so close to cumming because of it. This video. This person. You.

You were so close to making him cum.. he was right there bucking his hips up into the contraption, shaking, whilst his whole body spasmed as he threw his head back, sweat dripping from his tired and spent body, he groaned and moaned so loudly it was so lewd, he was so lewd. He couldn't believe what he was doing, he felt so dirty, but in this very moment, he couldn't care. He was so drunk off of the immense amount of pleasure he was receiving that all he wanted, needed, was to cum.

And when he finally released with a high pitched moan, globs of tears leaving his rolled eyes, there was so much, ropes of his white, hot, thick cum squirting inside of the toy. It was still vibrating against his softening cock, it made him so overstimulated yet he couldn't move, his orgasm was so strong he didn't have the energy to take his cock out. He just sat there, holding onto the toy that continuously vibrated and massaged his limp, thick, crying cock, crying, sniffing, and whimpering.

Hell he'd probably already came again without even knowing it, his orgasms had gone on for a while, he still couldn't move, just blissfully laying against his bed, covered in sweat and tears streaming down his reddened freckled face.

As he regained his composure, the overstimulation was more than enough, he hiccuped, wiping his face from the tears and sweat that covered it, as he turned off the toy and tossed it off of his bed, he was half naked, hot, and hungry.

He groaned as he draped one of his arms over his face, feeling the sweat and tears cover his forearm, as he heard the video that had been playing over and over again on repeat. His eyes shot wide open as he scurried to grab his phone. he looked at the video in disgust. Had he really just gone to a new low, and came to this stupid video of a dumb drunk girl complimenting him??

His post nut clarity was always bad, especially because he did some pretty down bad, disgusting, sinful things. But this? Yeah he deserved to suffer for all eternity.

He groaned placing his phone under his pillow as he buried his face in said pillow, squeezing his eyes shut at how hard he'd came, his cock still filthy and sticky with his thick ooey gooey cum, now dirtying his bed.

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AN: he hates himself for how much and how hard he came, he really does.

I'm making a pt 2🤭

[depresssant]

hades!reader x persephone!geto

also, geto has purple eyes in this bc he originally has purple eyes in the manga.

i love my glorious wife sm 😫

⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤⏤

you liked to think that you had some semblance of control over some aspects of your life.

you were a goddess⏤ruler of the underworld, at that, but sometimes, frustration crept up into your mind and heart like a constricting snake. it made you want to scream, and tear, and blow everything to bits because this wasn't the life you picked for yourself. what? to be overworked to the bone and taken for granted? shit, you felt like the corporate lawyer for olympus, always cleaning up their messes and doing all the dirty work that they didn't want to do.

so, it was frustrating.

you were tired, and done with everything, and just always angry, but this?

this topped it all.

you didn't even bother to glance at the man standing before you. your hand held your pen so tightly it snapped in half. you wanted to yell. you wanted to scream. you wanted to run away. however, that wasn't you.

tossing the shattered pen pieces to the side and making it vanish into thin air, you gave your husband your signature shit-eating grin and leaned back in your office chair. "so what is this? an audience or a little preview of your next play?"

geto suguru titled his head with an expression on his face that you really couldn't decipher. "i assumed you would be a little more eager to see me after being taken from you. i was gone for six straight months."

the mere sight of him pissed you off.

"what can i say, princess? i'm a busy woman. my entire schedule is packed to the brim for ruling over a bunch of⏤you know, dead people⏤so i'm sorry if i cant drop by to say hi. i don't have time for such silly matters."

"it's strange, really." he took a step forward, and there was some strange tone in his voice. you never were good with emotions. "i was gone for six months. kidnapped. my mother took me back so easily it was almost as if... you orchestrated it all."

"..."

"tell me the truth, [name]. it was you who ordered my kidnapping, right?"

"you're... RIGHT! tada! congratulations!" using your magic, you made little bursts of fire combust into ember-like sparkles that imitated confetti. seriously, it took him that long? all this waiting for him to get the hint was finally kicking in! "i hate it break it to you, but you're not bonnie, and i'm not clyde. honestly, i was waiting for you to get the hint. i mean, come on! a god like you doesn't belong in a place like this. all booring and draaab, am i right?"

geto only gazed at you blankly as you rambled off and paced all about the office. there was a vase full of fresh gardenias right on your desk, but it was strange. you weren't the type of person to have flowers in your office. the strong smell of sweet cologne filled the air, and that jacket draped on your chair wasn't yours. no, geto had gone through your plain closet before, and he had never seen a beige jacket like that. 

"who did you have in here?"

you paused mid-word and chuckled. "you sound a little on edge. a friend of mines came over. why? oh, wait! are you jealous, princess? don't worry⏤"

"no. no, i am not."

huh?

the man walked over to the flower vase and grabbed one of the gardenias, just to crush it with his hand. a tight-lipped smile painted his lips, but his eyes darkened. the temperature seemed to have dropped, and the air just changed.

darkly.

"you can have as many lovers as you want. i'll just kill each and every one of them." his tone was low. threatening. "you can torment me as much as you want, i'll still be here."

"i'm sorry? i'm not following?"

"nanami. that's his name, right?"'

okay. why was he was acting strangely. you expected the kidnapping to piss him off, but it wasn't to this extent. and why was he bringing up your friend? he thought you were having an affair. well, he wasn't wrong.

your grin dropped, and you moved to light a new cigarette.

"you'll kill my lovers?"

"so you are having an affair!"

"what about it?"

geto's eyes narrowed, and he tossed the vase across the room. "we're married!"

"you think i want to be married to you? if i could, i would've divorced you straight to tartarus by now! yes! i orchestrated your kidnapping to make zeus realize i don't give a shit about you! i would give up my immortality before even starting to think of you as my real husband!"

catching the vase, you placed it back on your desk. damn it, you had enough of this. he was wasting all of your free time by throwing this little tantrum! why did he care about your business? this marriage was nothing but a business arrangement from zeus himself! his mother didn't want him married to you as much as you didn't want to be married to him. it was her idea to kidnap him, anyways. all your life, you had no control over the decisions made regarding you, so you didn't want to let geto suguru become another example.

and why was he bothered about all of this?

he hated you.

... right?

you turned back to look at geto with a sigh, but he cut you off the second you opened your mouth to speak.

"do you want to know what future the fates offered me?"

"geto, look⏤"

before you could react, he shoved you down to the floor and caged you in between his hands. there was wild look in his lavender-colored eyes, but you didn't push him away. you couldn't.

"the fates offered me the perfect future... with you!" your husband whispered in your ear. "all i have to do is get rid of anybody that will threaten it."

"suguru, i love you. you know that. please, this is⏤"

the man chuckled and shook his head. his hand moved to caress your cheek and, well, your lower lip. "don't try to sell me your smoke and mirrors. i know you're bound by divine contract."

his voice felt like iron bars caging you on the spot.

"you can't use your powers on me without the intention of good, and you have to stay with me forever. what's with the look on your face? you thought i was just some dumb himbo that was unaware of everything?"

"..."

"but that future the fates showed me? it's perfect. you and i will never be apart. all i have to do is just take care of a few things. starting with that nanami of yours."

[selfloverrrrrr]

Can you do Yuji x female reader. The reader is trapped in Yuji's house, forced to clean and cook for him while Yuji provides for the both of them. One day, reader is tired of the doing the same old things everyday, refusing to cook dinner for him. When Yuji gets home from work, he doesn't smell anything cooking, getting upset with his lover. He starts to call her ungrateful and a lazy Bitch. So he punishes her.

Behind the happy face

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, physically and emotional abuse, biting, torture, size difference, Yandere....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Masterlist

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

Yuji Itadori. Seems like a cute boy. I also thought that so. But never thought trusting him would be the worst thing of my life. He was a sweet boy of my school. Everyone will trust him with his charming smile. I did so. And now I regret it so much.

We were friends. Just friends. Till that night came. We're in a party. We all were enjoying so much. I ordered a drink. And I told Yuji to hold it for me cause I got a call. I trusted him. But he mixed something in my drink. I didn't even suspect anything and drink that. And then.... I fainted. And then bring me to his home.

He kidnapped me. And from that day I'm trapped in his house. He doesn't let me leave his house. Now I fear him. It's like a totally another Yuji. Where's that cute boy? Where's that charming smile? Where's that innocent boy? .... All are gone. He's not like that Yuji anymore. He forces me to do things. He forces me to stay in his house, to be in a relationship with him, to cook for him, to clean his house for him. He was forcing me to be his housewife. Or else he threaten me that if I don't do what he tells me to do he's gonna do something bad...

Today I woke up. I saw a letter beside me on the nightstand. Nothing new. He said he left for some work and he'll return at night . And he said to prepare dinner for him and clean the house. 'this is enough!' I thought. I'm not gonna listen to his fucking shits anymore. I thought I'm gonna leave his house today no matter what. And I started packing my things.

I finished packing my things. The door bell ring. My heart skipped a beat. I know it's Yuji. I opened the door. He entered and closed the door. "What have you made for dinn-" he started talking but paused seeing my things packed. "What are those?" He asked. I looked away. "Baby I asked you something... what are those?!" He repeated.

"Yuji it's enough! I'm leaving... I don't wanna live here or be your servent or have any relationship with you!" I said looking at him. "What did you say?" He asked walking towards me. "You heard me clear" I replied. "But I left a letter for you" he said. "Yes I know and I told you that I don't wanna be your fucking servent anymore!" I said. "So you didn't do anything I told you to do...?" He asked.

I opened my mouth to reply him but he grabbed my chin. "Didn't I told you I'm gonna do something you gonna regret your whole fucking life if you don't obey me?!" He said. His nails were digging into my cheeks. "You didn't have to try to be a bitch because you are already a bitch! Let's teach you a fucking lesson" he said.

I pushed him away, didn't look any where and run towards the bedroom. I could hear him running behind me. As I went into the bedroom I turned and closed the door. But he didn't let it shut. He grabbed it from other side and pushed it. He pushed the door with more pressure. I was pushing the door from the other side. But didn't take much time for him to come inside. As he came inside my heart beat fasten. He closed the door and locked it.

He came towards me and hold me tightly close to him. "D-don't come close to me.... Yuji!!!! " I said with shaking voice. "Oh little bitch thinks she scared me...huh?" He said with a smirk. One of his hand started squeezing my ass. It striked in my mind what was he going to do " no no... p-please no" I said. " shhhh.... you should relax..." He said. " It's just a fucking lesson you need to learn " He said smirking at me. "Please no..." I panicked.

He started dragging me towards my bed. Then He threw me on his bed. Fear grabbed me by my neck. Yuji started crawling towards me. " S-stop..... please stop" I said. I tried to get off from the bed but he grabbed me by my leg and pulled me back on the bed. " I'm begging you....please stop" I begged but he crashed his lips on mine. Kissing me roughly. Making me breathless.

He started undressing me. I tried to stop him but my strength was nothing for him. He almost took off my clothes. I was just left in my panties. Yuji started licking my nipple. He was so teasing. I moaned. He continued his teasing licking and sucking on my nipple. With his one hand he grabbed my other boob and squeezed it roughly. I scremed so loudly.

When he was done playing with my nipples and boobs he got up and started taking off my panties. " Yuji please...." I begged again but he didn't listen to me. He bring his face close to my pussy and licked it. "Oh...my bitch is wet~.... so you're liking being a slut huh?" he whispered with a smirk.

He took off his pant. His huge length was out now. My eyes widened at his length. It was too long and too thick. "What slut? Thinking can't take it?" He said. He grabbed his dick stroked it two or three times then line it with my entrence. I began to panic. "Yuji no.... please no .... Yuji please no... It's too big.... it's not gonna fit." I sobbingly begged him. " Shhhhhh ..... Sluts doesn't talk too much.... so you should accept what I'm doing " He whispered in my ear.

" P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me and slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was throughig my legs with pain and begging him to stop. And he was liking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly " ughhhhhh....ahhh s-so...ahhhh....so f-fucking tight " he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. "Look at yourself whore....fucking clenching around my dick like a whore you are" With a few more thurst I came. He again smirked at me. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength." Ughh...no no no no...ahhhhhh...no please no....ahhhhhh..... n-not ahhhh.....not inside..." I moaned. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. " Shhh.... shut up and just fucking take what I'm giving you." He screamed. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. Then He pulled out. I was almost fainted.

"So... Did my slut learnt her lesson?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

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I'm gon' make you feel it

A/n: Uh hey. This is the first time I'm posting on here so I hope you like it. Kinda nervous btw. Also not proofread.

Word count: 2226

Summary: Months after you and Rhea break up, your best friends decide to take you out for a night in the city after not seeing you for a while. while there you run into Rhea and the rest of the Judgement Day.

Warnings: Suggestive(nothing actually done tho)

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“Y/n, come on. We haven’t gone out in so long,” I heard Jasmine say.

“She’s right, y/n/n, you’ve been MIA for so long now. Please come out with us,” Eve says.

Jasmine and Eve have been my best friends since the three of us were in the first grade. We were placed at the same table in the classroom’s seating chart on the first day and we’ve been friends ever since. They have been with me through all my highs, lows, and everything in between. From celebrating birthdays and acing tests to comforting each other through heartbreaks and family troubles, our bond has only grown stronger. We've shared countless sleepovers, road trips, and late-night talks that have made us inseparable.

Tonight they were trying to get me to join them on one of our ‘late night adventures’. Basically what would happen is that we would get ready to go out and hit the city with zero plans or expectations on what we would be doing or what the outcome of the night would be. Sometimes it would be going from one club to the other and sleeping over at one of our houses. Other times it would end with us getting matching tattoos. The most recent one of these nights was about six months ago, a month after I broke up with Rhea. We got tipsy, went to a trampoline park and I ended up getting a brand new set of nipple piercings. To say these nights were some of the most fun I’ve ever had would definitely be an understatement.

“Girls, I don’t think I’m up to it tonight. I’ve been so busy with work lately,” I said with a tired sigh. Ever since Rhea and I broke up, I’ve thrown myself into my work as a way of avoiding the feelings I not only had for our situation but for her as well. Rhea and I broke up seven months ago after a huge argument. She felt that I shouldn’t be having so many female friends and that I could potentially be cheating on her with one of them, which was completely untrue. The reason I had so many female friends was because I was in an all-girls school for my whole primary and highschool, because of this women have always taken up the majority of my social life. Unfortunately for me, Rhea had always been the jealous type and no amount of reassurance that I gave her ever seemed to calm the green monster that tended to take over whenever I hung out with people she didn’t like. Getting to the point where I was willing to let her go was hard, but I was able to do it after Jasmine and Eve showed me exactly how unhealthy we were together.

I was a wreck for a few weeks after the breakup. Rhea would constantly call, so much so that I had to turn my phone off and only have it on during the hours that she spent working because I knew she tended to stay far away from her phone during those hours. I never wanted to leave the house and I barely got any sleep in. Thankfully, my best friends got sick of it quite quickly and made me start coming out of my shell again.

“Girl, that’s exactly why we should be going out tonight,” Eve says.

“Let loose a little. Give us 30 minutes of your time. We promise if you really feel uncomfortable after that time we’ll go to my place and watch a movie or something,” Jasmine says.

“Promise?” 

“Promise,” my best friends say in unison. 

“Ok ok, I’ll do it,” I say with a smile.

“Yes!”

“Fuck yeah!”

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Two hours later and I’m sitting on a bar stool with my friends on either side of me and my third drink of the night in my hand. We reminisce on our primary and highschool years when four people enter the bar and completely shift the atmosphere in the room. I notice the bartender slightly shift her posture and briefly check herself in the reflective wall that stood behind her, facing those sitting in the bar. After she does so I hear a familiar voice next to me say and my high spirit for the night is immediately crushed.

“Uh can I get two whiskeys on the rocks, a gin and tonic, and a martini?” Damian, Rhea’s friend and fellow Judgement Day member, says next to me. I freeze and shut my eyes tightly, while doing so, I hear Jasmine and Eve fall silent and keep their eyes on me. Once I open my eyes, I notice their eyes on me as they carry sympathy for my current state.

“Oh hey, y/n. I haven’t seen you since…” he trails off and I can hear the cautious tone in his voice as he stops himself from saying anything that would make me uncomfortable. I always preferred Damian over the rest of Rhea’s friends, he always felt the need to make sure I was ok and in moments like these, I really appreciated him for it.

“Hey, Dami. How have you been? What brings you out here?” I saw with a strained smile. I have no idea why I feel this way or why I’m acting this way towards him. He never did anything to me, in fact, all he’s ever done was look out for me.

“I’ve been doing alright. Judgement Day’s going to Wrestlemania, so we decided to go out for drinks as a way of celebrating,” he says with a soft smile. Soon after, the bartender brings the drinks he ordered for him and his friends with a flirty smile and a wink. Uh, ok I guess.

“Anyways, I’ll hopefully see you around. I’ll tell the rest you say hi,” he says.

“Oh you don’t need to…” I start but he walks away before I get to the end of my sentence.

“Well that went better than I thought it would,” Jasmine says obliviously. Eve and I shoot her side-eyes as she gives the two of us a genuine smile, the Essence blush she’s wearing showing on her cheeks a little more due to the lighting in the bar.

“Do you want to leave, y/n. We don’t mind if you do,” Eve says compassionately.

“No no. We were having fun. I don’t want to leave yet,” I say and genuinely mean. I haven’t felt this free in so long and I would be damned if I let Rhea’s presence in this bar ruin that freedom for me.

My friends both give me light nods and we continue with our conversation. As the night continues, one of our favourite songs from our highschool years, ‘No Hands’ by Waka Flocka Flame, starts playing. The three of us immediately get hyped and start making our way to the dance floor to dance. The start of that song marks a streak of throwback songs from the DJ and we continue dancing for a while. As we do so I feel multiple pairs of eyes on me, when I look up I notice Rhea and the rest of her friends watching me. I make eye contact with each of them one by one before my eyes focus on the girl whose whole being makes my heart dizzy. She has an attentive look with a hint of longing in her eyes as she undresses me with them. With the new found confidence in my system brought by the many drinks I've had tonight, I find it in me to wink and decide to give her a show.

‘Feel It’ by Jacquees starts blaring through the speakers and my friends and I huddle up onto each other by our fronts and backs. I’m in front with Jasmine right behind me, her left hand on my left hip and her right hand on Eve’s right hip and Eve’s hands on both of Jasmine’s hips. We start swaying together to the beat of the song and sing along. At the position I’m standing at, I have a clear view of Rhea’s booth on the upper level of the bar. She’s sitting forward with her elbows on her knees and a drink in her hand as she watches me intensely. The chorus of the song starts and I start swaying my hips in circles as Jasmine and Eve take it as a sign to follow my lead. The three of us move in sync as the song continues. I get a little too into the song as a few minutes later I feel Jasmine’s hand remove itself from my hips and two, much larger, hands replace hers on either side of my hands.

“You two wouldn’t mind if I borrowed your friend for the night, would you?” 

My girls take a moment to look at me for reassurance in the response they’re going to give and I nod lightly as a sign of telling them I’ll be ok with her.

“Oh sure, Rhea. Take her home in the morning and don’t do any weird shit,” Jasmine says as she turns her attention to Eve.

“Call us if she starts acting up,” Eve says, sending a glare with her blue eyes to Rhea. I nod and feel Rhea pull me by my waist to the exit of the bar. We walk to her car slowly and in silence as the heels I chose to wear tonight start proving to be harder to walk in. Rhea quickly got impatient with my instability and swiftly lifted me up bridal style before making the rest of the walk to her car. She opens the door to her passenger seat and softly places me in the seat before closing the door and climbing in at the driver’s side.

“You’ve never done that before,” I say as she pulls out of her parking spot and makes her way to her house.

She looks at me briefly with confusion and says, “What do you mean, y/n?”

“You’ve never opened the car door for me. That’s a first.”

“Huh. I guess it is,” she says.

As I look around in her car I notice a bright pink hair tie on her wrist. Without thinking I point at it and say, “Where’d you get that? I like it. Might just get one.”

“Sweetness, this is yours. You left it at mine after you know what happened,” she says.

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Oh,” a moment of silence passes before she says, “How have you been, sweetness. We haven’t spoken in a while.”

Fuck. There’s that Australian accent that I’ve never had the self-control to resist.

“Uh, um, I’ve been good. I mean, as good as a person can be after a break up. You know, I don’t think you should be calling me that,” I say.

“Calling you what, sweetness?” she asks.

“Sweetness. It does things to me.”

She chuckles lightly before she says, “It does things to you? Whatever could you be talking about, my love?”

I tilt my head back into the headrest of the car as I exhale deeply. “Don’t play dumb with me, Rhea. We both know you’re way smarter than that. Don’t act like you have no idea all the things you do to my body by simply being this close to me. This isn’t a good idea and  we know it isn’t.”

“But I’ve missed you,” was her only response.

“I know, Rhea. And I’ve missed you too. You know that,” I say.

As she parks in her driveway she turns to me and asks, “Then why did you leave me?”

I turn towards her and respond, “We weren’t good for each other. You know that. I know that. We were only pulling each other down by being together.”

She gives me a tight lipped smile before saying, “What do I need to do? I can be better, I promise I can. I know I wasn’t a good girlfriend in the past. I was a dick. We both know that, and even when you tried to make me feel secure in our relationship I still pushed you away and blamed you for all my insecurities. I just need the chance to prove that to you. I don’t think I can hand any more time away from you, baby. Take me back. Please?”

This is a side of Rhea I’ve never seen before, and I chose to proceed cautiously because of that. She has always had the ability to use her words to get what she wants from people. However, something in the way she was looking at me made me feel like she was being sincere and my heart couldn’t help but fall for her all over again.

“Fuck I missed you,” I say as I capture her lips with mine. The kiss started out softly but turned hard and passionate really quickly. Rhea held onto me extremely tightly as if she was afraid I’d vanish at any moment. Her hands travelled to my waist and squeezed tightly, earning a breathy whimper from my lips.

“Rhea,” I said in a moan as her lips found their way on my neck.

“Mhm, baby? Tell me what you need,” she said.

“Please take me your house and fuck me.”

“That I can definitely do for you, sweetness.”

[these-posts-arent-real]

I'm ✨️completely fucking exhausted✨️ but decided I needed to do something for pride month anyway, so... take it. Take it and feast.

#:,) #im.so tired

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🐍 xviper-the-fagx

HAPPY PRIDE MOON!

WAAHOOOOOO!!!!

#pride #pride moon

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🪺 robbbinpaw Follow

Since it's that time of year (pride moon <3 the second moon of greenleaf is my favorite for a reason...) my brother and I decided to make a bisexual colors flower chain... which reminded me, I've never officially come out, have I?

Well, there you have it. My brother (left) and I (right) found out we were bisexual at about the same time. I'm glad I live in a safe environment where I get to share that part of myself with all of my friends and my family.

#pride #pride moon #bisexual #queer #bi pride

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🌠 nightshade-tast3s-yummy Follow

>:3 so excited for pride moon, aka the one time I get to make all of my friends and family be extra nice to me because i'm intersex and therefore deserving of much love and appreciation for being queer.

🦋 lalala-bluegaze Follow

Intersex isn't lgbt... intersex is a physical deformity. I hate when cats say things like this and just completely ignore the real implications... like, you don't get to be lgbt just because your body is fucked up

🌠 nightshade-tast3s-yummy Follow

Anyway, intersex is queer no matter what exclusionists say !! What do you think the "i" in "lgbtqia+" standa for?

To my intersex followers, I <3 you and we are all sharing tongues in a queer little circle.

#i just blocked her fyi #i advise my followers to do the same #idiots get blocked #intersex

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🌻 l1llyst3m Follow

In honor of pride, I took some selfies with the trans flag painted on with crushed flowers and herbs! ^^

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Since posting this, I have recieved multiple asks stating that they would have known I was trans even if I didn't say because I don't pass very well/my face shape is too tom-like? I have also recieved several asks accusing me of faking being trans because I look too feminine and "calicos can't be amab" (I'm a chimera, fucking mouse-brains).

So yeah. Transphobes really will just say anything.

#trans #transfem #trans she-cat #trans issues #transgender

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🥬 rxttencatmint

So, it's pride moon... and I'm unable to be out to almost anyone irl except my mentor. And. It sucks. I hate not being able to be loud and proud like I feel like I'm supposed to be... but I'm looking forward to a time when I'll be able to. Someday.

#transgender #trans #pride moon #queer pride #pride

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My housefolk are setting up for pride moon... so here's a photo of my mate and I sitting underneath their decor :3

#gay #gay pride #kittypet life #lgbt #queer pride #collar tw #collars #queer #id in alt text

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🔆 the-post-maker

Hope you enjoyed this post :)) likes/reblogs appreciated, and here's the discord server to talk about this world and the world within this world if you find it interesting enough.

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Canon vs Fanon [TF2 edition]

Okay so I finally got to reading the tf2 comics after being gone for 7 years and never having read the comics, so here's a comparison between Fanon and Canon:

Fanon: The mercs all care for each other and are like a family (but who doesn't love some found family?)

Canon: They could give two shits about if they die or not. The only ones that actually "care" for the team is arguably Ms. Pauling and/or Scout. Even then they have their separate reasons for why they're sticking around around. They refer to and think of each other as coworkers. Though they're friendly with each other and do think of each other as work friends (helping each other out, making jokes with one another)

Fanon Demoman: a drunkard who's excessively flashy and eccentric. Ruins a lot of stuff by being drunk and shares the same braincells as canon Soldier.

Canon Demoman: A pretty chill guy when he isn't in battle. He's also pretty serious when it involves matters he needs to be serious about (ex. Having to go undercover in the lead paint town). Overall? 8/10 character. Currently my favourite besides Pyro.

Fanon Pyro: (will refer to Pyro as him) Sometimes his childish trait overlaps with his violent nature, the opposite spectrum happening as well. He's also sometimes depicted as being unaware that he's killer. Loves the team and sees all of them as family. Non-intellegent.

Canon Pyro: He's very much aware that he's a freak of nature. He's a gentle mix of childish and pyromaniac. Is actually pretty intelligent, having gotten a company rich in a matter of 6 months. Won't hurt people just cuz, only does so when it's a job or they dislike fires, and when he does, makes sure the person suffers because it's fun. Extremely chaotic. Barely interacts with the team (besides Engie) outside of jobs.

Fanon Scout: Childish, yaps, reckless, dies a lot because he's the runt, narcissistic, and doesn't know how to do anything (idiotic). "Erpy derp, me twink scout. Will not hurt you because bad." (Depicted as non violent). Comic relief. Doesn't get along with any of the mercs due to his childish nature, particularly Sniper and Heavy.

Canon Scout: Likes to yap a lot, has a brash attitude, and is self-centered/egotistical. He's also in deep denial that Spy is his father. He isn't book smart, but he's smart enough to know how to play his cards right (persuasive when it comes to things he wants). Knows how to drive. "And brother, I hurt people!" (Enjoys hurting others). Pretty close to Sniper (Hangs out with him outside of work/buddy-buddy with him. Ex. The fist bump, Sniper jokingly smiling at Scouts joke during expiration date, etc) he's arguably the only one who's truly buddy-buddy with the entire team.

Fanon Heavy: Big beefy guy who doesn't have a single brain (that assumption has corrected itself over time). He's also obsessed with sandviches, will pummel Scout if they're even in the same vicinity, and gay for Medic and will go out of his way to be close to Medic.

Canon Heavy: Intelligent (Russian literature PHD), doesn't speak much unless spoken to, serious and has a 24/7 stone wall expression. Only gets annoyed with Scout because of his constant speaking, willing to die for Medic and sees him as a close friend (now I understand where all the ship art came from). And loves sandviches.

This is getting long and I'm tired. Will continue analysis soon.

[plusvanity]

To make this clear, Old Mayhem and me NEVER attacked one another.

There's no animosity going on between me and her. Although in the same 'fandom', our blogs exist separately and don't overlap. This doesn't mean hatred. This simply means a different public. The effort that me and her seems to put in the content that we create is massive, so as I said before, I will say I again, be a decent person and don't spread misinformation about what my dynamic between me and her is like. Also, don't spread hateful messages in anyone's inbox about how 'shit their art is' or 'how dare you not like this blog??' Because you NEVER know if the person who reads it has s*****e thoughts and the LAST THING that they read is your spiteful message. It happened with me before, and I wouldn't wish this feeling even on the worst people in my life.

This is all I had to say regarding Old Mayhem.

Now, I want to address the real issue who's name I didn't mention until now, Kelma 69, the one blog who's proud description is 'Getting rid of weird Mayhem fans, mostly from Pelle's fans'.

I don't even have to add anything about this description, her malicious 'witch hunt' intentions are more than obvious and the fact that I seem to be her number one target is sending a shiver down my spine.

I don't have an issue with people who block me and move on with their lives, this is normal, it's expected. But I have an issue with someone who blocks me and keeps endlessly talking about me with every chance they've got, so I want to ask her why?

I never interacted with her before, yet she comes across so vicious about my art and fiction for seemingly no reason other than envy.

Of cause that you're entitled to your own opinion, of course that you don't have to like me, this is absolutely alright, but you should assume your words instead of hiding behind blogs that had been here long before you or 'adjusting' your statements to how it seems more convenient for you.

Calling my art 'crap', than saying 'I'm not insulting the artist' is blatantly lying with proofs on her own page.

Also, the fact that she was both following me and my other artist friends, liking our 'Vargelle' fanarts until someone brought this to her attention and she suddenly blocked me and my friends is a 'getting caught' behaviour. I can understand that she may had liked those fanarts because of Pelle's design, as she mentioned at one point, but some of those drawings didn't even had Pelle's face in it, so how does this work? She also liked fanarts of Varg (alone) even if she hates Varg more than anything, so was this for his 'design' too? Is it?

Also, her parasitic tendency to accociate herself with Old Mayhem to seem relevant, to gain attention and admiration denote very evident deceiving and manipulating tactics.

Another aspect of her double-faced behaviour is the fact that she presents herself as 'shy' when she has no problem whatsoever getting rid of what might step out of her appreciation area. Shyness doesn't come with blunt insults and a covert need for conflict and drama. Shy people doesn't seek reactions, they don't go out to hate on people to boost up their ego and shy people DON'T throw the 'you just play the victim' card whenever they can't find solid arguments against their accusation.

Is calling out someone's falsehood the equivalent of 'playing' the victim? Is this the way to wash your hands clean from taking responsibility?

The fact that you won't allow a conversation to take place and once you consider that 'you're done playing your game' you pull out, just shows how unwilling you are to recognise what you've done.

I hope everyone can leave behind this senseless drama. I'm so sick and tired talking like a broken record about these things.

Live and let live. There's so much to do in life other than being angry about fiction, trust me.

[strwbrryeyes]

hi nini, i just read your bokuto imagine and my heart is on the floor in the best possible way <33

how about oikawa with a gf who’s also really hard-working, to the point that she pushes herself too much but always tries to hide it and puts on a smile. but deep down she really needs to just be held and to let go of everything (and oikawa sees that) 🥹

i love charming oikawa, but i feel we don’t really get to see his hard-working and obstinate side, as well as his ability to read people (like his team mates) well, emphasized in imagines/drabbles! it’s the multidimensional oikawa brainrot coming out </3

𖦹°｡⋆ Nothing matters but you (oikawa x reader)

⟡ cw: comfort, general stress for reader, lmk if i missed anything

⟡ a/n: this is shorter than i usually write but i was thinking of making a part two to this ngl

The loud sound of volleyballs hitting the court echoed through the gymnasium, mixed in with the shouts and laughter of all the players who were hard at practice. In the middle of it all stood Oikawa Tooru, the captain of his university's volleyball team, effortlessly leading and encouraging his team as much as he could. He relished everything about volleyball, from the challenges to the adrenaline it gave him every time on the cour . But today, his mind was elsewhere. His mind was focused on you.

As practice ended and the team began to disperse, and Oikawa immediately looked around to look for you like he always did since you always came to watch his practice. Looking around, he finally spotted you. Your smile, that was usually so warm and welcoming now seemed like a mask but even so, Oikawa weakly smiled back at you making you wave before quickly walking out of the gym which only made him worry more as you would always come down from the bleachers to tell him and the rest of the team that they had done great today.

“Iwa,” Oikawa calls out to his best friend, Iwaizumi,  who was gathering his things a few feet away from where he was standing “I’ll catch up with you later.” Oikawa explains as he motions towards the door you had just walked out of

Iwaizumi gave him a knowing look but nodded. "Take care of her," was all he said, clapping Oikawa on the shoulder before heading out himself.

Oikawa quickly packed his things and jogged out of the gym, his mind racing. He knew You were hardworking to a fault. It was one of the things he admired most about her, but it also worried him. You often pushed yourself too hard, hiding your exhaustion behind a brave face. He couldn't shake the feeling that you needed more than just his admiration right now. You needed him to comfort you, to hold you…just be there as a shoulder to cry on.

After a few minutes of looking for you, Oikawa found you sitting on a bench outside, your back to him with your shoulders slightly slumped. Your eyes seemed distant and unfocused, like you were in a completely different world. Oikawa approached you quietly, his heart breaking at the sight of you.

"[name]," he said softly, taking a seat beside you, his voice startling you causing you to slightly jump.

"Tooru! Great practice today, as always," you said, your voice a bit too cheerful with a fake smile plastered on your face.

Oikawa took your hand gently, his thumb tracing soothing circles on your skin. "Thank you, my love. But enough about me. How are you, really?" He says, getting straight to the point and his main concern.

Your smile faltered for a split second before you regained your composure. "I'm okay! Really! I’m just tired from studying and all. You know how it is." you nervously laugh out .

He did know. You have been a top student for as long as he has known you, always aiming for perfection, just like he was with volleyball. But he also knew when someone was on the verge of breaking. He had seen it in his teammates, he has seen it in himself, and now he saw it in you and nothing broke his heart more.

"[name]," he said more firmly, "you don't have to hide from me. You can tell me if you're not okay. It's okay to need a break."

Your eyes filled with tears, and you looked away, biting your lip. "I just... I don't want to be a burden. You have so much on your plate already, Tooru." 

Oikawa's heart ached at your words. He pulled you into a gentle embrace, holding you close. "You're never a burden to me, [name]. You're my girlfriend. I want to be here for you, just like you're always there for me whenever I need it.” Oikawa whispers into your ear, his voice threatening to crack.

You let out a shaky breath, the walls you had built around yourself these past few weeks had begun to crumble. "It's just so hard sometimes and I feel like I have to keep pushing, keep smiling, even when I'm exhausted and defeated.”

Oikawa held you tighter, his voice a soothing murmur in your ear. "You don't have to do it all alone. Let me help you. We can face everything together. I promise"

For a moment, you were silent, and then you let out a soft sob, finally breaking. You buried your face in his chest, and he felt your body tremble. He stroked your hair, whispering comforting words, giving her the space to let go of the weight she had been carrying.

Time seemed to stand still as you both sat there, wrapped in each other's arms. Oikawa knew that this was just the beginning. There would be more tough days ahead, but he was determined to be there for you whenever you needed him, to support her as she had always supported him.

As your sobs subsided, you looked up at Oikawa, your eyes red but filled with a newfound sense of relief. "Thank you, Tooru. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He smiled, brushing a tear from your cheek. "We'll get through this together. I promise." He says followed by giving you a kiss on the forehead.

[cranky-zanky]

I gotta admit your first MJ and El Cool P arts made me ship them and when you posted that silly comic I grinned so hard 'cause I fucking knew it (I mean how can you make such a homoerotic tention without shipping them,,)

That's partly why they are emo friends who drifted apart in my au. Because I like complicating relationships

And silly doodles again!!! Should I be sorry for second one? 😔😔😔 'cause I'm not

HEHE that's perfect. I hope I can make more people ship them >:D (I sure do love squeezing in that homoerotic tension in my Cool P and MJ art lmao I need to draw more Cool P MJ stuff but I am sooo tired)

part of me likes it when relationships get complicated but it also hurts my soul xD I like it when stuff is silly..

oh no you shouldn't be sorry for that at all, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen

thank you so much for these doodles I love them so much mwah mwah mwah <3

[captain-hen]

I have been telling my friends that season 7 is a bridge. Also, that Tim had a plan and as he wasn’t in the last 2, the story isn’t as he planned so he spent the whole season taking the characters there. Meaning healing from last trauma to add new traumas and building the foundations for the next season, foundations he thought were going to be build.

For example:

- Chim and Maddie fostering Mara is the bridge to Maddie and Chim having another child, maybe adopting this time.

- Hen and Karen will adopt Mara, and I’m not quite sure about the next step because I’m thinking about Captain Hen but I don’t think it’ll happen in the next season.

- Bi Buck we know what bridge that is even if some people don’t want to accept it.

- Eddie, being bad written, is the bridge to prioritising and putting himself first for them establishing boundaries with his parents. (Kind of Buck did). Also, to discover himself and what he really wants. Healing.

- Bobby to realise he’s a hero and that his works wasn’t over, especially now that Gerrard is back.

- Athena hasn’t been a proper cop this season and both times (Harry incident and whatever the fuck was the Amir thing) she has used her power so I think something will happen there that’ll make her stop and think.

The reason why the wasn’t room for development is because for some stories, it was the end (Chim being traumatised in his wedding by Doug) and for other stories it was the beginning (the whole episode 7x10)

i'm sorry, i don't want to sound like i'm being dismissive of your opinion because you're entitled to it, but i don't agree with any of this. to start with, it's too bad that tim couldn't tell the story he wanted to after s4, but that's not an excuse for him to come back two seasons later, throw a temper tantrum and ignore everything that's happened since that isn't convenient for him. lol. as for the rest, let's break it down:

this sets up for maddie and chim having another child...except we don't actually KNOW how THEY feel about it. they've never talked about having more kids, let alone fostering. we never saw any of this from their POV, we were just up and told that they wanted to do it for henren. which is a beautiful thing for them to do, but we don't know what they feel about it, if they've considered the logistics of having a second child, about jee having a sibling—none of it!

my issue with henren this season was that they recycled the plot of them having trouble with expanding their family for, what, the...third time? it's so tired and feels like misery porn at this point (and let's not even get into the uncomfortable racial elements around the way mara was written in 7x05).

something as monumental as the bi!buck arc should have been explored better. sorry. aside from his conversation with maddie, we barely got to see buck do any kind of serious self-reflection about this major part of his identity and his relationship with tommy, has, well. it's just been written in a very strange and off-putting way post 7x05. sorry to say.

whatever happened with eddie is really not the way to get him to prioritize himself! think about it. for the first time he prioritized his own grief in trying to get catharsis with kim. and it backfired on him spectacularly. he hurt his kid. he lost christopher. i don't think he's ever gonna recover from this guilt. if anything, what's happened will only reinforce his belief that he should never prioritize himself, ever. the thing with kim didn't lead to any kind of healing, it made everything a million times worse. he was quite literally punished by the narrative for his grief and it's quite sickening. and given how things were handled this season i highly doubt it will be treated with any kind of nuance or care in the next.

this has not been the first time athena has abused her power—only the most egregious instance of it—and it won't be the last. if abusing her power in s1 and harassing a teenage girl then didn't get her to stop and think, i don't think this will. sorry.

my entire point, is that most of the things you've mentioned here was incredibly last minute. madney fostering mara. the eddie/kim plotline. eddie's conflict with chris. the bobby and amir plotline. everything in 7x10 felt like an afterthought. why is it that bobby's life was in serious danger and yet we barely saw anything of him? why didn't we get to see more the firefam being worried over him and holding vigil? how is it that eddie and chris didn't even have a single conversation before chris went away to a different state?

you don't use all ten episodes of a season just to set up new plot points for the rest without developing or concluding the stuff already going on in a meaningful manner that makes sense. sorry.

[anticidic]

Hi I really love your dazai shape-shifting cat and owner chuuya AU do u think u could give more headcanons I'm thinking about writing a fic like this and need a few more ideas it's also just a really cool idea if not that's fine no pressure and I hope you have a good day😁🩵

(Sry if that sounded weird or hard to read I'm really tired and bad at talking lol😅)

Hi there!! And you're all good, I understood :)

But YES! It's my time to shine and continue yapping about this idea because I think it's so cute and has so much potential, so here's some headcanons:

After Dazai learned of Chuuya's usual routine of going to work in the morning and coming home inthe evening about the same time every day, he started shifting back into his human form and just lazing around on the couch watching movies and raiding the pantry (Dazai even goes as far as to make emergency snack runs to replace Chuuya's food so it doesn't look suspicious)

Since Chuuya took Dazai in around November when it starts getting cold and winter frost starts happening, Dazai's favorite place to nap as a cat is curled up by the fireplace and on a cushion

Dazai likes to do the kneading thing that cats do with their paws, but he'll randomly do it to Chuuya's legs or sides while they're in bed

Speaking of paws, he likes filing his nails on Chuuya's couch like the little shit he is (and Chuuya's shooed him away so many times, and even picked Dazai up and talked sternly to Dazai)

Chuuya actually really loves spoiling Dazai, he felt so bad about the state Dazai was in as a stray — pretty thin, dull coat, dirty. And now Chuuya buys him nice toys, premium kitty food, (even has shared scraps of his own meals like pieces of fish or chicken shhh), bathes and brushes Dazai's fur regularly.

Chuuya tried the catnip thing but it didn't seem to work on Dazai. Or maybe it did. Dazai's already kinda rambunctious and likes running around.

Dazai actually gets disappointed whenever Chuuya has to go out for work or do things. It means less attention from his owner and being all alone.

But Dazai's also the clingy kind of cat where he loves his owner and will snuggle with Chuuya but he hisses at literally everyone else. He's had to be put in timeout in the bedroom once for acting out when Chuuya had a friend over.

Chuuya tried to put a little outfit on cat Dazai once and it didn't go very well because Dazai never stops squirming, but Chuuya DID manage to get a nice diamond—embroidered collar

Dazai's HIGHLY considered coincidentally bumping into Chuuya outside of their home in his human form just to see how Chuuya would feel about him

When Dazai's eventually caught sleeping as a human by Chuuya, it could either be by sheer accident like Chuuya happened to come home earlier than expected or Dazai felt comfortable enough to reveal himself

[mymindcreatedthis]

Stuck in an Elevator (18+)

Word count: 5,979

Warning: Smut, Panic attacks, Make up sex, unprotected sex, cumshots, Anal stuff, creampies, Fingering, Teasing, positions: Standing up, against the wall

Plot: Reader, Caitlin Foord and Katie McCabe have had a rough past. Katie and Reader used to be best friends, but had a major falling out and it was extremely bad the way things ended between them. Katie has turned into a bitch and has been a major asshole to Reader. After a long game against Ireland of Katie shit talking to the reader and Katie getting physical with the reader the game ends. Reader takes the elevator to the lobby for dinner, suddenly the elevator stops, the doors ping and open. Reader sighs as she she sees Katie McCabe. Katie joins reader in the elevator. But what happens when the elevator goes down 4 floors and gets stuck? Now reader is trapped with her enemy and it’ll take hours before they are rescued.

*Y/n's pov*

It was game day, I was a rookie and just started playing for England. We were playing against Ireland today, I had my AirPods in and was listening to music. My leg was bouncing like crazy, Leah was sitting next to me. Leah places her hand on my leg and helps me relax.

"Deep breaths love." Leah says.

I nod and take a couple deep breaths. "You okay love?" Leah asks me.

I nod and close my eyes. "S-Sorry really nervous. First time playing/ representing my country." I say. My hand were shaking really bad.

"Here drink some water love." Leah says and hands me an extra water bottle that she had.

"T-Thanks." I say. I take the water from her and take a drink, the water helps me relax a bit.

"You are an amazing player Y/n. You have nothing to worry about." Leah says.

I smile. "Thanks Le, none of this would've been possible without you."

"Hey you are my best friend. Of course I'm gonna help you out and be by your side." Leah says.

We get to the stadium, we get off the bus and head towards the locker room. As we are walking to the locker room we run into Ireland as they are also heading to their locker room.

Me and Leah spot Katie. Katie glares at me, geez if looks could kill I'd definitely be dead by now. She walks past us.

She shoulder checks me as she walks past which makes me stop walking and pause. "You're Dead Y/n. Your ass is mine." She spits out venom laced in her voice.

"Fuck off McCabe. Go to your locker room." Leah says.

Katie smirks and looks at me. "Go! Now." Leah shouts.

Katie walks away and heads to their locker room. Leah wraps her arm around my shoulder and we walk towards the locker room.

"Come on bud. We got a game to play, save it for the pitch." Leah says.

I smile and peck her cheek. "Let's go bud." I say.

Me and Katie have some really bad history. Katie and I both dated Caitlin Foord, Katie was a piece of shit and cheated on Caitlin with Ruesha. Katie and Caitlin broke up, Katie blamed me for their break up and accused me of stealing her girl.

Caitlin and I started dating after we hooked up a few times after her and Katie broke up. Issues got worse between Katie, Caitlin and I. One day me and Katie actually got into a fist fight.

Leah and some of the girls had to jump in and break it up and separate us. Caitlin was sick and tired of the drama. Me and Caitlin went on break for a month.

One night Caitlin got really drunk and came back home with another girl while I was asleep in our bedroom. I woke up when I hear noises coming from downstairs.

I came downstairs and saw Caitlin and another girl naked, and caught them having sex. I packed my bags that night and left her. I haven't talked to Caitlin in 3 years.

Leah was there for me when I was at that low point in my life. Katie McCabe has hated my guts ever since. Me and Leah get to the locker room, we get changed and join the girls and warm up.

Truth is I actually had a crush on Katie, I was actually in love with her. We finish warming up and start the game. I steal the ball from Katie, I dribble the ball up field. I'm about to kick the ball when I get side tackled and take a nasty fall.

I look over and see Katie getting back up. Of course it was fucking her, I try to get up but Katie shoves me back down.

"Fucking bitch." Katie mutters so I was the only one who heard it.

I feel a sudden rage rise in me, I shoot up to my feet and shove Katie. "Fuck you McCabe!! What is your problem?!"

Katie is shocked but shoves me back. Leah, Lucy and Millie jump in and pull me back. Ruesha and a couple Ireland players jump in and hold Katie back breaking up the altercation.

The ref blows the whistle and gives Katie a yellow card. Katie holds her hands up and laughs, she shakes her head and walks away. The ref looks at me and gives me a warning.

We go back to our spots and continue playing the game. I get the ball again, Katie was in front of me. She tried to steal the ball from me but I nut meg her. I smash my foot into the ball.

The ball flies past the goal keeper and sails into the back of the net. 1-0, Katie glares at me. I smile at her and Do a little bow.

We continue panting the game, Katie gets the ball she runs past me. I try to take the ball but Katie trips me, she rams her body into mine and we both fall to the ground.

I groan, I banged up my knee a bit. I get up, Katie was still on the ground. I hold my hand out for her to help her up. Katie tosses the ball to me, I catch it with one hand. Katie swats my hand away.

"Fuck off." Katie mutters and walks away. I sigh and head back to my position. I give the ball to the ref, Leah pats my back.

"Fuck her, you are playing really well Y/n. You already scored for us." Leah says.

I smile and nod, Leah smiles and taps my butt. Leah and I have hooked up a few times. We are best friends but we are also kinda of friends with benefits.

We continue to play the game. Katie scores, the score was tied 1-1. The game ends and we win 5-4, I scored 4 goals and Leah helped me score the 5th one. Katie scored 3 goals and Rushea helped her score the 4th one we line up and shake hands, Katie walks past me and doesn't shake my hand.

We shake hands with the other girls. We grab our things and head back to the locker room. The team showers and gets dressed, I shower and get dried off and change into new clothes.

I sit on the bench in front of my locker and fiddle with my fingers lost in thought.

*3 Years Ago*

"Fuck you Y/n! I'm gonna beat your ass." Katie says. I turn around and pop her in the face, Katie tells in pain and holds her face.

"You bitch!" Katie shouts. She goes to swing at me but the rest of the team quickly jumps in and holds us back separating us.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" Leah shouts.

"She's trying to steal my girl from me!" Katie says.

Caitlin hears this and steps forward. When this catches her attention. "Katie that's not what happened."

The girls all pause when they hear this being said. "What are you even talking about?" Viv asks confused.

"Katie here was caught cheating on Caitlin with Ruesha Little-John." Beth says.

Viv looks over at her girlfriend confused. "Is this true?" Viv asks directing her attention to Caitlin.

"Yes it's true." Caitlin says.

I shake my head and walk away Caitlin and Leah follow behind me. Me and Caitlin have been dating for a year now. We were getting serious I was shopping for a ring.

Caitlin stops me as she catches up to me. "What the hell was that Y/n?" Caitlin asks me. "Not cool babe." Caitlin sighs and runs her fingers through her hair.

"Babe I di-" Caitlin cuts me off.

"I can't do this right now. I can't, I need some time to think and figure things out." Caitlin says.

I look at her confused. "Hey what does that mean?" I ask confused.

"It means that we are gonna take a break. Take some time to figure out what we both want." Caitlin says.

I don't say anything, I just grab my things and walk away. I get in my car and drive off heading back to my house. Leah and the girls try to text and call me but I ignore their texts and calls.

*one month later*

Caitlin and I have been doing good. I bought her a ring and I'm gonna pop the question today, I just bought the ring. I get in my car and drive to Caitlin's house.

I get to her house, I park in the drive way and see another car in the drive way but don't think anything of it thinking that it might be her sister or one of her parents.

I smile, I grab the ring and go into her house. I smile and make my way into the living room. My heart drops and tears roll down my cheek as I see the sight in front of me.

I'm met with the sight of Caitlin naked and having Sex with Sam Kerr. "What the fuck?" I say.

Sam quickly covers herself with the blanket.

"B-Babe? What are you doing here. I-I thought you weren't coming over until tomorrow." Caitlin says putting her shirt and panties back on.

I look at Kerr and then back at my girlfriend. "How long has this been going on?"

"Bab-" I cut her off.

"How long?" I ask her again.

"A month." Caitlin says and looks down.

"The entire time we were on break you were fucking Sam behind my back?" I ask her crying.

Caitlin tries to speak but I cut her off. "Don't bother, I'm fucking done."

I toss the ring box to Caitlin. Caitlin gasps when she sees what it is, Sam sees the ring and her face drops.

"Oh fuck." Sam mutters.

I shake my head, crying and walk towards the front door.

"Baby, wait. Please, can we please talk about this?" Caitlin asks.

"There's nothing to talk about." I say.

Caitlin tries to stop me, she was hysterical and sobbing. "Baby please, don't go. I'm sorry."

I look at her one last time tears rolling down my cheeks. "Goodbye Caitlin, have a nice life. Maybe you can propose to Sam and give that ring to her." I say.

I open the front door and walk out. Caitlin follows me out into the drive way, I cry and get in my car. I start the car and drive away, Caitlin stands in the drive way crying as she watches me drive away.

I drive to a friend's house. Someone I know who I can talk to. I get to Leah's house, I park my car and knock on the front door. I stand there crying on the front door when she opens the door.

*back to present day*

I notice Leah kneeling in front of me. She takes my hands in hers. "Hey, you okay love?" Leah asks.

I nod. "Can we head back to the hotel? I'm tired." I say.

"Yeah of course, come on." Leah says.

We grab our things and get on the bus. The bus leaves the stadium and heads back to the hotel. We get off the bus and go inside the hotel.

"I'll see you later at dinner. Try to take a nap before, you look tired." Leah says.

I nod, I hug her and head up to my room. I unlock the door and go into my room. I close the door behind me and lock it. I take my shoes off and plop down onto the bed.

Dinner was at 6:30 pm it was 3:30 pm. I set an alarm on my phone for 5:30 pm, I set my phone off to the side and fall asleep. I start dreaming about Katie and Caitlin I groan and wake up.

My alarm blares through the room. I sigh, I turn off my alarm and run the sleep out of my eyes. I get up and start getting ready for dinner.

My phone was at 25% I sigh, I forgot to put it on the charger. I put my slides on, I grab my key card and my phone and leave the room.

I get in the elevator and press the button to the lobby. The doors close and the elevator starts moving down. It goes down a floor, the doors open and I see Katie McCabe standing there.

She groans and gets in the elevator. "Which floor you going to?" I ask.

"Lobby." Katie says in annoyance.

I nod and ignore her bitchy comment. I press the lobby button again, we are staying in the 8th floor. Ireland is staying on the 7th.

"Katie...." I trail off.

Katie looks at me confused. "What?" She asks softly.

"What happened between us?" I ask. You could hear the pain in my voice.

Katie sighs and looks at me. "You know exactly what you did."

"What? Please tell me what did I do? Cause I wasn't the asshole who cheated on my girlfriend." I say.

Katie sighs and looks down. "I was fucking drunk Y/n. I made a mistake. You took my girl from me."

I sigh and rub my face. "Katie I didn't steal Caitlin from you. She broke up with you when she caught you cheating."

Katie chuckles. "Yeah right, I saw the way you looked at her when me and her were together."

I sigh. "I wasn't looking at her. I never looked at her as more than a friend when you two were together."

Katie glares at me. "What the fuck are you on about Y/n."

"Exactly what I said!" I shout and punch the wall.

Katie immediately stops talking getting startled by my actions.

"I never fucking stole Caitlin from you! You cheated on her, she came to me when she needed a friend. It took her 3 months to get over you! It took a couple of dates before her and I started dating!" I say.

Katie stops and looks at me shocked by my sudden outburst. "You hated me for all these years. I never did a single fucking thing to you! All I did was punch you in the face!"

Katie stands there lost for words. "What's wrong Katie? Nothing to say?"

Katie is quiet for a moment and then speaks up. "I didn't know about that." She says quietly.

"Yeah because you blamed me and refused to hear my side of the story. We were best friends you cut me off and became a dickhead after Caitlin ended things with you." I say.

We get interrupted as the elevator goes down 5 floors and stops. I sigh, fucking perfect. I start to quietly panic as I press the "Emergency call" buttons. We are told to get comfy cause it's gonna take them a few hours to get to us.

Katie and I both groan. We stand there and lean against the wall and mess around on our phones. Katie had a sucker in her mouth, there was tension. A bunch of tension between us that we didn't know what to say or do.

30 minutes go by and my phone dies. "Fucking perfect, my phone is dead. What about you?" Katie asks.

"Yeah mines dead too." I say.

I sit there and take deep breathes my phone was distracting me so my mind was occupied. Now my phone is dead and I'm starting to panic as I think about the situation we are in.

*Katie's pov*

I was sitting there lost in thought sucking on my sucker thinking about what Y/n told me. "K-Katie?" Y/n says.

I look over at her, she was panicking and struggling to breathe as she began to have a panic attack. "Woah woah Y/n focus on me bud." I get up and stand in front of her. "Hey deep breaths." I say.

Y/n grabs onto me gasping and trying to breathe, I get an idea as she continues to have a panic attack. I grab her hand and slip it under my shirt and bra and place it on my boob.

"Shhh take deep breaths love. Focus on my breathing match your heart beat with mine." I say.

Y/n nods and takes deep breaths. "Yes there you go love."

Y/n smiles a bit and continues to match her breathing with mine as she takes deep breaths. I blush a bit and get a little wet as her hand was still on my boob.

Y/n calms down, her breathing was back to normal, both of us are quiet and are just looking at each other. There was definitely some sexual tension, my scent was strong in the elevator.

Y/n looks down at my lips, I look down at her lips. Y/n rests her head against mine, I moan as she squeezes my boob a bit. "Mmm fuck." I moan.

Y/n smirks, she leans in and kisses me, our lips move in sync. Y/n plays with the hem of my shirt. "Mmm take it off." I say.

Y/n slides my shirt and bra off and tosses them to the side. I giggle and moan as she kisses my neck down to my chest she kisses and sucks in my neck leaving a few hickys. I moan as she does this, Y/n kisses down to my chest she kisses and suck on my chest and boobs leaving hickys.

Y/n lowers herself and gets on her knees, she kisses from my chest down to my stomach and toned abs. She kisses and sucks on my abs leaving hickys I moan and run my fingers through her hair.

She kisses from my stomach and abs down to my shorts. I bite my lip as she kisses my clothes pussy, I was soaking wet. "Mmm fuck." I moan in pleasure.

I moan and massage my boobs, Y/n playfully tugs at the waistBand of my shorts silently asking for permission. "Take them off." I say.

Y/n slides my shorts and panties down my legs and tosses them off to the side. Y/n kisses and sucks on my thighs leaving a few hickys.

"Y-Y/n please don't T-Tease. I need you." I say begging.

"Mmm yeah baby?" She asks swiping her finger up my folds collecting my juices with her finger. "Fuck baby you're soaking wet.... How long have you been like this?"

"...3 days." I say and blush darkly in embarrassment.

"Mm why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" Y/n asks.

I chuckle at her comment. "Cause we weren't on speaking terms."

Y/n smirks and flips me around, I giggle and moan as she grabs the back of my neck gently and pins me against the wall. Y/n comes back up and rubs my clit with her fingers.

My breath hitches as she does this. I quietly moan. "Mmm you've got a fucking dump truck on you baby." Y/n sexily says squeezing and slapping my ass.

I moan in pleasure as she does this. "What do you want daddy to do baby?" Y/n asks. Her words made me weak and even more wet.

"M-Make me yours." I moan out, I didn't trust my words, I wanted her to Dom me so fucking bad. Y/n presses her front against my back, I bite my lip as I feel her bulge press/ rub against my ass.

Truth is I always wandered how big she was and I always fantasized about her fucking me. Y/n kisses the back of my neck, she trails kisses from the back of my neck down to my ass.

Y/n gets on her knees, she spreads my legs a bit. Y/n kisses my pussy and ass. I moan in pleasure as Y/n starts to eat out my ass from behind.

"F-Fuck." I moan, I push my ass back against her face as she continues to eat out my ass. Y/n slips a finger in my pussy and slowly starts fingering me as she continues to eat my ass.

Fuck I didn't know Y/n liked to eat ass, I was such a slut for anal. I wanted to feel her balls deep inside my ass. Y/n slips in a second finger and fingers me a bit faster as she goes to town and continues to eat my ass out like crazy.

I moan and grind against her face and fingers. "Fuck Y/n." I moan loudly in pleasure. My legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she continues to eat my ass and finger me faster.

I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting close to cumming. "Y/n baby, I'm gonna cum." I moan in pleasure, Y/n continues to eat my ass as she fingers me faster and rubs my clit her thumb.

I gasp and moan, I can't take it anymore. I cum all over her fingers. Y/n helps me ride out my high, once I come down from my high Y/n pulls her fingers out of me. I lick and suck her juices off my fingers.

Y/n giggles, she kisses my ass and spanks me. She comes back up and kisses me. I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips.

Y/n flips us around I kiss her deeply and lower my hand and rub my bulge over her shorts as I kiss her. Y/n moans in the kiss as I rub her bulge over her shorts.

I grab the waist band of her shorts and her shorts and boxers down her legs and toss them off to the side.

*Y/n's pov*

I pick up Katie and smash my lips against hers, Katie kisses back. I pick her up and push the tip of my dick inside her and slowly sink her down on my dick. We both moan as Katie sinks down on my dick and takes my length deep inside her.

"Mmm fuck, you're really deep in there." Katie moans out in pleasure.

I smirk. "I'm gonna destroy your tight pussy." I say, I slowly slide Katie up and down on my dick.

Katie moans. "Mmm fuck. Katie moans she scratches my back as I slide her up and down on my dick a bit faster.

"Mmm so tight and wet." I moan.

"Mmm fuck, feels so good." Katie cries out in pleasure.

"Mmm make me your cum dumpster." Katie moans.

"Mmm I bet you would love that. Wouldn't you? Huh slut? You wanna be my cum slut?"I ask teasing her.

Katie moans. "Fuck yes please daddy. Please make me your free use slut, make me your personal cum dumpster."

I moan in pleasure and slide her up and down on my dick faster and faster. "Mmm fuck baby, your pussy feels so good. I don't think I can last much longer."

"Mmm fuck yes, give me your cum baby." Katie moans.

"Yeah McCabe? You a slut for daddy's cum? You want daddy's cum deep inside you?" I ask teasing her as I slide her up and down on my dick faster and harder.

My dick hits her g spot at an angle. "Mmm your cum slut." Katie moans.

My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the elevator. "Mmm fuck daddy I'm close, ahh I'm squirting, I'm squirting." Katie moans.

Katie moans, I feel her shake and buckle against me as she squirts all over my dick and abs and on the ground.

"Let go baby, cum for daddy." I say seductively.

*Katie's pov*

Holy fuck this felt amazing. Y/n was balls deep inside me, god I was so close to cumming and it's only been 10 minutes.

"Let go baby, cum for daddy." Y/n whispers and nips my ear. Her words made me weak and made me super wet, she was so sexy when she is a Dom.

She was really deep in there, mmm she feels so fucking good balls deep inside me. I moan in pleasure as my walls clench around her, I was close to cumming. I couldn't take it anymore I moan and throw my head back as I cum all over her dick. Some of my cum drips down her dick.

Me cumming sends Y/n over the edge, Y/n busts her load deep inside me. I gasp and moan as she fills me up with her load. "O-Oh my g-god." I moan as she shoots thick ropes of sticky cum deep inside me.

I sigh in pleasure as I feel her warm juices oozing inside me, Y/n cutely moans in my ear and nips my ear. Fuck she was till unloading her massive thick seed deep inside me,

"Mmm fuck, give me all your cum." I moan and dig my nails in her back as she comes down from her high. Cum still oozing and spurting inside me.

I moan. "Mmm use your dick and stuff your cum inside Me." I sexily moan. I smirk, "that was just the first load. I'm not done with you just yet." I moan.

*Y/n's pov*

Creampie #1:

I feel Katie cum all over me. Her cumming sends me over the edge, I bust my massive load deep inside her pussy. We both moan as I stuff her pussy full of cum.

Katie moans and throws her head back as I fill her up with cum. Katie moans and looks me feel in the eyes. "Mmm use your dick and stuff your cum deep inside me." She sexily moans.

"Mmm such a cum slut." I moan.

We both moan as I help her slide off my dick. Thick cum oozes out of her and glazes her folds and drips into my dick and onto the ground. I set Katie back on the ground.

I smirk and make her face the wall, I spread her ass cheeks. I slide my dick inside her tight asshole, we both moan, her walls immediately clench around me. Katie gasps and places her hands in the Wall.

"Mm fuck." Katie moans.

I grab her hair, I wrap her hair around my hand and pull her hair. Katie moans as I pull her hair, I place my other hand on her ass we both moan as I slowly thrust in and out of her.

"F-Faster." Katie moans.

I moan and spank her ass, I dig my nails into her ass as I thrust into her faster and faster than before. "Mmm fuck baby, you're so tight I don't think I can last much longer."

I moan as her walls clench around my dick. Katie giggles and moans. "What's wrong daddy? Scared you'll tap out too soon?" Katie asks teasing me.

"Mmm shut up." I smile and shake my head.

I kiss her as I thrust into her faster and harder. "Gah fuck, it's so good. I don't want to cum just yet it's only been 10 minutes." I cutely pout.

Katie giggles and moans as she slides back and forth on my dick. I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. "Mmm fuck baby I'm close to cumming." I moan in pleasure.

"Give me all that cum baby." Katie moans in pleasure as she slides back and forth on my dick, her skin slaps against mine as our moans fill the elevator.

I moan and grab her ass as I continue to pound her ass from behind going even faster and harder than before. I moan as I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

I quickly pull out of her, I make Katie get on her knees. I quickly stroke my dick, Katie smiles and massages her boobs.

Cumshot:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load all over her tits and face giving her a massive facial. Thick cum shoots all over her cheeks, chin, nose, forehead some coats her eyes. Some cum even goes in her mouth. I moan as I slowly stroke my dick, coming down from my high, the last of my cum oozing in her mouth and on her tits and on her face.

Katie giggles as my cum coats her face. "Mmm fuck that was amazing." I say.

I help Katie stand back up, cum was still oozing out of my dick and onto the ground. I slide my dick back inside her ass.

"Gah fuck." Katie moans.

I place my hands on her ass and thrust in and out of her faster than before. "Fuck.....fuck....fuck." Katie squeaks out with each thrust.

I moan, I dig my nails into her ass as I pound into her ass from behind faster and harder. Katie moans and slides back and forth on my dick .

"Fuck daddy, you feel really good deep inside me." Katie moans.

"Mm yeah? Daddy's dick deep inside your tight ass stretching you out?" I moan.

"Yes, I love it daddy. I love it so much." Katie moans.

I moan and massage my boobs as I thrust into her ass faster and harder I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming.

"Mmm fuck baby. I'm gonna cum." I moan.

"Cum baby, pump your load deep in my ass." Katie moans out in pleasure.

I smirk and moan as I pound her ass as fast and as hard as I can. I moan as I feel my balls tighten. I try to warn Katie but I'm unable too.

Creampie #2:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep in her ass. Katie moans and sighs in pleasure as I unload my massive seed in her ass.

"Mmm fuck yes, give me all your cum." Katie moans.

I slowly thrust in and out of her the last of my cum oozing inside her ass. Once I come down from my high I slowly pull out of her, cum oozes out of her ass and drips down her folds and onto the floor.

I spin her around, I grab her leg and rest her leg on my shoulder Katie giggles and squeals as I do this. She moans as I run her folds with my tip.

"Put it back in baby." Katie moans.

*Katie's pov*

I moan as Y/n rubs her tip through my folds. I moan and look down at her dick. "Mmm put it back in baby."

Y/n nods, she slowly slides her dick in my tight pussy. We both moan as I take her length deep inside me.

"Mmm fuck." I moan, I take a moment to adjust to her size. "M-Move." I moan.

Y/n rests her head against mine , she wraps her arm my waist and slowly thrusts in and out of me.

"Mmm fuck, so wet and tight." Y/n moans.

I giggle and kiss her, we both moan in the kiss as she thrusts in and out of me a bit faster, her balls slap against my skin. Our moans are muffled in the kiss.

We both moan in the kiss as she continues to thrust in and out of me faster and faster. "Mmm fuck McCabe, your pussy feels like heaven." Y/n cutely moans.

I giggle and kiss her. "Don't hold back baby. Drain your balls in me." I moan out in pleasure.

Y/n moans, she massages my boobs as she continues to thrust in and out of me, I moan and wrap my arms around her neck.

Y/n goes at an angle and starts pounding my g spot. I moan and gasp in pleasure. "Oh fuck, yes right there." I moan.

I rest my head against hers and look deep into her eyes as she continues to fuck my brains out. Y/n moans and goes faster and harder than before.

I moan as I feel that all too familiar knot forming in my stomach. "Mmm I'm gonna cum." I moan.

"Me too." Y/n cutely moans. Her breathing gets heavier letting me know that she was close to Cumming.

*Y/n's pov*

I moan, I feel my balls tighten. Some of my precum leaks inside her. I was so close to busting my load deep inside her.

Creampie #3:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside Katie. Katie gasps and cums all over my dick, we both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum deep inside her painting her walls white.

"Mm fuck, there's so much." Katie moans in pleasure as I continue to pump her full of cum.

I moan and kiss her deeply as I continue to slowly thrust in and out of her as I continue to pump her full of cum.

I help Katie ride out her high, once we both come down from our highs I slowly pull out of her. Cum immediately pours out of her cum pours onto my dick onto the ground and down her thighs.

"Mmm fuck." Katie moans.

I smile and kiss her, I set her leg back down. Katie hugs me tightly. "I'm sorry Y/n." Katie says.

I hug her back and gently rub her back. "It's okay baby, I'm sorry too."

"Can you forgive me?" Katie asks crying.

"Yes I forgave you a long time ago Katie." I smile and kiss her, I wipe her tears away. "Let's count this as a fresh start."

Katie smile and nods crying. "I would really like that."

I nod and smile, I hug her tightly. I kiss her temple and rub her back. "It's okay love. The past is the past, let's just put it behind us and move forward."

We hear talking through the doors. "Here let's get dressed." I say.

Katie nods. "Yeah we probably should."

We get dressed, I smirk and grab her panties. "Keeping these." I say.

Katie giggles. "They are all yours." She puts her bra and shirt back on and then slides her shorts on.

I put my boxers and shorts back on, I slip my bra and shirt back on and stuff her panties in my pocket. I smile and kiss Katie deeply and lovingly.

The doors open. I pull away, I hand Katie her phone. Katie takes her phone she smiles and looks at me. "Do have a pen or marker?"

I pat my pockets. We were doing film during dinner so I had a pen in my pocket. "Oh yeah I do." I hand it to her.

First responders finally get the doors open. And help us out of the elevator. We are met with worried teammates. I see Leah, Leah looks at me and smirks. I blush darkly and look away.

Katie smiles, she gently grabs my hand and writes her number on my hand. "Text me later. I'll help you out with anymore Wood you get." She winks. She blows a kiss and walks away.

I blush darkly, and check out her ass as she walks away. I can't believe I just fucked Katie McCabe in an elevator.

Leah giggles and wraps her arm around my shoulder. “Nice one love.” She laughs. “Oh my god I can’t believe you and Katie just did it in the elevator.” She teases me.

I blush darkly. I laugh and rub the back of my neck. I wrap my arm around her shoulder. “Come on let’s go eat dinner I’m starving…. Sex is a major work out.” I say.

Leah giggles at my comment. “Yeah I’m aware. Come on let’s go get some food in you.”

[boydholbrook-fan]

It’s been a year since I became Boyd’s fan

Boyd’s fans, my followers,

I just wanted to say that I’ve been Boydo’s fan for a year now! Yes, I know it’s not a long time but, better later than never.

And so I’m curious, if you want to share, for how long have you guys been a fan of Boyd’s, just write down in the comments. Like I said, only if you want. No pressure.

I’m also gonna share with you, how I found out about Boyd and became his fan.

I became Boyd’s fan after watching Vengeance by the end of May last year. I immediately began to be curious about his other projects. Then I realized I’ve already seen him another year before, by the end of June, 2022 in In the Shadow of the Moon but you know, I didn’t really know him that time. But I kind of had a feeling like, I might know this guy, looks familiar or that he reminds me of someone. Coincidence? Like it was meant to be for me to become his fan later on. I just didn’t know about it yet. Also realized that a month later, after watching In the Shadow of the Moon, I watched Out of the Furnace, that time I didn’t know it was Boyd. So those are the very first two movies I saw Boyd in and I wasn’t even his fan yet. But really, thanks to Vengeance, I became fan of Boyd Holbrook.

This may also be a 1-Year Anniversary for my boydholbrook-fan blog! I’ve been using tumblr for a very long time but I had some kind of a break from tumblr and when I became Boyd’s fan, I decided to start TUMBLRing again! And I’m happy that I did! I’ve had the chance to meet so many wonderful, talented and kind people through the year here on tumblr!

And again to my favorite mutuals here:

@ilovewhiteroses @kurjaks @ionlyjoinedforboydholbrook @pnwdagnabbit

@toxicanonymity @milla-frenchy @r3dheadedwitch @ithinkwehitametaphor

@thehemsworld @evenmyhivemindisempty @chieko-pp

Thank you for your kindness and generosity! Thank you for loving my posts! Thank you for being friends with me! You guys are so sweet, kind, wonderful and talented! I’m so happy to share love and support for Boyd with you! I appreciate every single one of you! All the best and much love to you all! ❤️❤️❤️

I’ve also managed to reach 252 followers through the year and I wanna thank you to all my followers for this, for following me, and liking my posts and stuff, just all the interactions in general! Also to those not following me, for stopping by my fanpage and doing the same I mentioned previously! It means a lot!

Through that 1 year I was able to check out and watch most of Boyd’s filmography and really looking forward to Boyd’s new projects!

My most favorite of Boyd’s movies is - The Free World and his character Mo Lundy

My most favorite of Boyd’s TV series is - Justified: City Primeval and his character Clement Mansell

And again, I'm gonna repeat myself, about Boyd but

I think Boyd is so underrated and he deserves much more recognition! He also deserves much more opportunities to play lead roles! He’s got a few lead roles already and he excels in every single one of them! He’s brilliant in everything he’s been in so far, supporting or lead role! He always gives an excellent performance and portrays his characters to an absolute perfection! Always an outstanding performance! Boyd always does a fantastic job!

I'm so happy and it's wonderful to see you all showing support and love for Boyd! Also to see the fans outside Tumblr showing support and love for Boyd as well is just heartwarming! He totally deserves all the love and support! He deserves nothing but the best! 'Cause he's the best!

He is such a phenomenal and true actor! Such an exceptional talent! Such a lovely and kind person! Nice guy! Precious and wonderful human being with a huge heart! Handsome man! That is Boyd Holbrook!

And I love him so much and admire him so much! And I'm so proud of him! He's incredible! He's the best! I keep repeating myself, again and again, I know, but it's true. It is how it is. I'll never get tired of saying all this! I'll never get tired of saying how much of a wonderful, talented and handsome man Boyd Holbrook is! Deal with it! ❤️❤️❤️🌟🌟🌟🔥🥰😍❤️‍🔥

I'm Kamila and I am a Boyd Holbrook Fan and Admirer 😇

[042502]

☆༉ — CHRIS STURNIOLO. The Unwritten Rule.

about. Everyone knows the rule, don't fall in love with your best friend's boyfriend.

author's note. this is the chapter 8, I hope it sounds interesting to you. My first language is not English. masterlis!

Then you hear him yelling at Anna in the kitchen, who is staring at the bowl of popcorn that has fallen to the floor. Chris and I had just entered the house, the moment between us interrupted. Both of us blinking and turning towards the door at the same time.

We both tensed at the sound of Anna's mother's voice.

"Why did you park in the garage?" the woman asks. "You know you shouldn't do it."

“You said you worked late and I…”

"Oh, so when I leave I'm trying to keep you. Can't you bother walking up the front steps?"

"What are you eating? Anna, honey, you shouldn't eat after four. It will go straight to your hips. Trust me, I know.”

"Mom" It was obvious that he was sad. "I have...Chris is here and Ada is here. Can we talk about this later?"

"Of course, I'm bothering you in my own house," she blurted sarcastically. "Don’t worry about me, I don’t need to eat or sit and rest or anything like that.”

I have to get to Anna before this gets worse, I have to stop this, so I took a step into the kitchen.

"Hey, Anna, I was talking to Chris and…” he smiled, feigning surprise “Oh you made popcorn, thanks!”

I look over at the older woman and force myself to smile at her when really what I wanted to do was kick her in the fucking face.

"I'm so hungry, and Anna said she didn't want to mess anything up in the kitchen because you might want something when you got home, but I begged her until she did.”

"Great, now there's no food" she looked at her daughter" Anna made a mess.

"It's not that bad," Chris chimed in, also entering the kitchen. "You should see some of the things you dropped in the kitchen."

"Hello," Anna's mother greeted, smiling at Chris, fluttering her eyelashes, and there was the grimace on Anna's face. "I just meant that it's a hassle to clean up spilled food. I'm sure I wish there were kids who looked like you when I was in high school. Not that long ago, you know.”

Anna rolled her eyes at her mother's comment. Chris smiled, pursing his lips. I kneel down and start picking up some popcorn and pieces from the bowl that had fallen. Anna crouches down next to me, her hands shaking as she does the same.

"I'm exhausted," she sighs. "I'm going to bed, Anna, don't make any noise."

"I won't," Anna replied, continuing to clean in silence.

"Are you sure?" Chris asks, Anna just nods and kisses him.

Once we finished cleaning Anna came up to us and spoke "You should leave."

My stomach twists and I hate myself for it. Chris looks at me and I just look away, pretending I'm still searching the floor for stray bits of popcorn or the bowl.

When he's gone, Anna comes and stays by my side. She cries, biting her lip to not make any kind of noise, I just hug her tightly, wishing she could make her mother see everything she does. Although I know that even if she saw it, it wouldn't change anything.

Anna doesn't want to spend the night at my house, and I leave a few minutes later, telling her to call me if she needs anything. 

Once I get home, I look for my parents and put my arms around them to tell them. "I love."

"Of course you do, we're adorable" Dad comments making me laugh.

"Everything is alright?" Mom asked a little worried.

I nodded, I wasn't, but looking at them makes me remember how lucky I am to have them. 

Sunday mornings are always a big event in my house. First, my mother wakes us up and then we go to church. Mom likes to go to the bathroom early because, well, she just likes mornings and that's it.

Normally I'm too sleepy to do anything except stay asleep, but now I can't stop thinking about the night before. About how Anna looked when her mother was talking to her; tired, sad and defeated, in a way that Anna only looks at home.

I should have said something else, something that would make his mother be kinder. Although maybe nothing I said would have made Anna's mother care. I could have called her when I got home and double checked that she was okay. She could just stop lusting after her boyfriend at least, her life was already very miserable.

I could stop thinking about Chris telling me that it was me he had called that first time he and Anna spoke on the call.

At home after church, I need a break from myself and my thoughts. I put on my favorite jeans and one of Dad's old lawyer shirts, dark blue cotton that's soft against my skin and loose enough. Go down to have breakfast.

My mom loves to cook, but on Sunday mornings she goes all out, because dad's favorite meal is a big breakfast and once a week mom likes to 'indulge' him. Frankly, sometimes I wonder how he survives without my mom. I know he did it, She wasn't born until he was older than I am now and they met until he was in his forties and she was finishing her PhD, but still. It's like they've always been together and she really loves him and wants him to be okay. As good as it can be.

She made stuffed toast, filling pieces of egg-and-butter bread with a mixture of cream cheese and blueberry ice cream that she had thawed overnight, and a frittata, It's basically a huge bread filled with baked egg, cheese, and vegetables. There is also bacon and orange juice that she squeezed herself.

"Have you sent this French toast recipe anywhere?" Dad asks when he focuses on his breakfast, and Mom shakes her head in response, taking out her course recipe notebook.

"Breakfast entrees are generally some type of bread or pastries" He writes in his notebook. "I think the next big thing will be pancakes that have been turned into some kind of layered dish. Pancake lasagna! Oh, with syrup as a sauce, and maybe hazelnut chocolate spread like cheese" He calmed down little by little and began to write faster, outside the creation kitchen area. Dad smiled and patted her hand.

"Don't forget to eat," he reminds, to which my mother smiles, lifting a piece of bacon to her mouth.

"I'm surprised Anna isn't here, you two, well you three now, I guess your relationship with Chris is something serious, you've been very close lately.

"Doesn't Chris have a friend to introduce you to?" Dad points at me with his cutlery.

"Dad, can we not discuss my social life?" rather, the lack of my social life.

"I'm not arguing, I'm asking," he explains. "Chris seems like a nice guy, so I thought if you met someone around him...

"Dad!"

"You'll meet someone" Mom smiles. "Somewhere out there is that boy waiting for you."

I know, and his name is Chris Sturniolo, and I can't date him because he's dating my best friend. However, I kissed him, despite knowing that.

"Don't you want to go out?"

"Mom, it's not eleven yet, no one I know is awake."

“Of course they are,” he argues. “Anna usually shows up here around this time.”

"Yes" he murmured and left the kitchen, now entering my room. Mom was right, Anna should normally show up here by now.

I usually call her when she gets back from church and she automatically arrives for breakfast.

But today I didn't call her, today I had been trying to think about her, I told myself to think about her, but I didn't. Not really. 

I was just thinking about Chris, I was still thinking about Chris, and I hadn't called her because I was wondering if he would call me. If we talk about what happened that last night, or about the kiss, or just about us. I haven't called her because if I do and he's with her, I won't be able to pretend that I don't like her.

I have to pretend that the first time I called Anna was about me, what happened the morning after that end of summer party...

Anna was trying on some of her mother's lipsticks and putting them down as soon as she put one on because she didn't like any of the colors, and her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello Ada?" my heart pounded. I felt strangely weak but happy, leaning against the wall when Anna looked at me. "Ada?" Chris spoke to me again on the other end of the call.

"Chris?" His name left my lips, and then there was a great silence, a painfully slow silence in which I knew I had to say something, but I wanted him to say whatever because last night we had talked, he had held my hand and I was hoping, but then he started dating Anna.

Anna was smiling and combing her hair, she extended her hand to me so I could pass her the cell phone.

I stared at her and she whispered. "Ada, he called me! And after I barely mention that he'd probably see you here, he definitely likes me."

"Ada" Chris named me again.

"Tell him I'm not here, don't expect me to be here. Damn this is so romantic" she was actually very excited about this.

They had kissed, I knew it. They had kissed and I had seen them. All the boys looked at her, they all loved her, How would they not? after all she was Anna, the most beautiful girl you could ever see in your miserable life.

"Wait, Anna's here," I reply to Chris.

And that was it. I stood for a moment, watching Anna smile, listening to her laugh, and part of the conversation; 'What have you been thinking about all night?' 'Me too' 'What?' 'Do you want to talk to Ada now? I don't know if I can allow that. I bet you asked him what I said about your kissing technique, and well, I'm afraid you don't have enough information to form a real opinion yet. I need more samples, you know. But Ada said we were perfect for each other' 'yes, she said it'. She smiled mockingly at me and held the cell phone in her hands, waiting.

"Perfect," I said, raising my voice a little so Chris could hear me, and Anna giggled, turning to talk to him. I snuck out of my own room like it wasn't mine at all and sat on the stairs trying not to cry. I thought Chris called me.

I allowed myself to think that once, just once, and then I forgot about it. It made me forget it. I had to do it.

I had to do it because I saw my best friend start seeing him. I noticed that she was beginning to really like me. I saw how his eyes lit up as he looked at Chris in a way they never did for any other boy. I saw them together, not for a week or even two, but for a month. Now two.

But at this moment Chris and I had kissed and he told me that he wanted to talk to me when he called that time, he wanted to talk to me and not Anna.

I ended up calling Anna in the afternoon, she's getting ready to go out and tells me she's been avoiding calls, but "I took this because I knew it was you and I adore you" I don't ask him any questions like I used to, I don't ask 'Where you're going?' or 'Who are you going with?' I don't want to hear your answers.

"See you tomorrow?" she asks.

"Of course," I reply. "Do you want to drive, or are you going to ride in Chris' car?" His name now comes so naturally from my lips.

"I'll drive," he paused briefly. "I'm leaving. Fun awaits me!"

"Go get her" he ended the call and I sat there, not thinking about anything. That's really weird, but I can't keep doing this, I can't play 'what if?' I have to be clear about how things are and that's it.

When his cell phone rings after dinner, he speaks, but they instantly hang up.

I wish that had never happened, because then I wouldn't think about it so much before going to sleep.

I wouldn't wake up so blushing, with my arms around one of my pillows. I wouldn't be wondering what Anna and Chris were doing today.

I wouldn't be wondering if he was thinking about me.

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How was Edward infected in the Beasts of Sodor au? (Sorry, I'm gonna be annoying you with these)

NO NEED FOR APOLOGIES!!! I love getting asks from you, you're one of my favorite folks on ttteblr. Got a little narrative with this one and it's a bit long so I'm gonna put it under a cut

Good ol' Eddy, the reliable old steam engine, grandpa of Sodor as he's known. He was very nervous upon hearing about the transformations, less for himself and more for those around him. He had built a very close bond with Bill, Ben, Marion, even Timothy. They're family to him, and his driver even more so. He loves his fireman too yes, but his driver is practically his grandson because he played a fatherly role towards his driver's dad, who was once also Edward's driver. Of course, he didn't believe that his friends would ever willingly hurt anyone he cared about, and it wasn't that he doubted them either. He was afraid of what might happen when they couldn't control themselves. He had spoken with Gordon and received confirmation that the process did indeed hurt, how Thomas had gotten through it without screaming his smokebox off was beyond anyone, and poor old Edward shuddered at the thought of his other engine loved ones going through that same pain. It was bad enough that his loved ones in Tidmouth were going through it. "Nobody's died." James would try to reassure him, appearing at Edward's line with a shining coat of fur not long after he himself had been transformed, "We've gone a bit mad at times but...nobody's been badly hurt so far. Human or machine." And it helped, but only a little. Edward was still afraid, he couldn't shake the feeling that something bad would happen. And it wasn't the big engines that got him. It was a little one. It was Thomas.

Thomas and come to spend the night with Edward and Philip, having grown too tired to make the trek back up to Tidmouth and perfectly comfortable curling up outside of the shed in a little patch he made himself. Out of all of the engines at that point, Thomas had been the least prone to get aggressive and feral, he was usually just the curious kind of feral. Philip had finally fallen asleep himself and Edward slowly started to drift off when he heard some sort of rustling, and through his barely open eyes he could see Thomas getting up. He tried to talk to the tanker, but he got no reply save for a low grumble, which Edward tried to put off as simply Thomas being too tired to talk properly. It wasn't until Thomas inched closer and the growling became louder that Edward fully opened his eyes and realized that the little engine was...stalking him. Like a big cat. Like some kind of hungry beast. The growling was louder and accompanied by some nearly silent chuffing, but Edward's fire wasn't stoked, he couldn't go anywhere. It was frankly terrifying, he could tell Thomas wasn't in control, and he braced himself for hurt when Thomas lunged at him, he felt claws and a set of sharp teeth puncturing his funnel. He tried not to scream. Screaming would make it worse. He didn't want to further upset a feral engine; never mind the fact his fate was already sealed from the moment Thomas' claws sunk into his sides. Thomas wasn't deterred until his driver rushed out to the shed with a lamp, shouting and shooing his engine off of Edward.

Thomas flinched and leapt off at his driver's voice. And it almost seemed like he was prepared to pounce at the human instead, until Edward shouted his name. Called him down. Told him to stop. And Thomas listened. That was when he snapped out of it. By god was he in tears. He was inconsolable. Nothing that any of the humans or Edward said could ease his sorrow. He had hurt Edward, he had infected Edward, the engine who had eased him into life on Sodor and guided him until Gordon had come around to accept him. It was Thomas who had hurt the old steamer. Edward felt just as guilty, he didn't want to see the little engine cry. He didn't want him to suffer because of something he couldn't control. "Thomas, it's alright. Look at the bright side...we'll match again. Remember how excited you were when you were painted blue because you matched me and Gordon? ...Thomas, don't cry, look at me...we'll all match again, isn't that nice?"