#and then 30mins to an hour later it turned into this

[judysxnd]

In the comfort of your arms

summary: Lando plays video games a lot in between races. Y/n doesn’t mind, she even enjoys watching him play.

I’ve read a few fanfictions with the same theme a while back. I hope it’s not too similar 👀

It’s 1:40am here, I wrote this in 30min (it shows). Good night!!!🌙

Still taking Lando requests. Once I have enough I’ll be able to write them and publish them regularly (that’s how I used to do with the requests on Pedro). Thank youuuu 🫶🏼

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Lando loves playing video games a lot. When he’s bored, when he’s alone, when he can’t sleep, when he misses you, he plays. Time flies by without noticing as he enjoys himself with his friends. Even when he is away for F1, he plays. His favorite game to play with Max, Bankai and Matt at the moment is Escape from Tarkov. He could (actually is) spend hours on it.

As he has two weeks before the next race, Lando just came back home, to Monaco, to rest a bit before going back to the MTC and later on race again. The first thing he did when he was back was to call you and ask you to stay at his place for the few days he was here. An offer you could never refuse. Texts and FaceTime aren’t enough, so you try to maximize every moment you can have with him.

So you drove to his place immediately after, making yourself at home at his place, like you usually do when he is here. When he is at Monaco you mostly stay at his place, leaving your own for days, even weeks sometimes. If you look at Lando’s place, you can see that you are here a lot. An extra toothbrush in his bathroom. A side of his dressing dedicated to you, some groceries and drinks of your liking in his fridge, it’s your second home.

But, as much as he wants to spend all of his time with you, Lando needs his daily dose of game. You wanted to finish a tv show that you had started a week ago, he wanted to play, it was the perfect opportunity. You were in the same place, but doing your own thing, just like if you were living together.

A few hours passed by and you finally finished your tv show. It was around midnight, you were getting tired but didn’t want to go to bed without him. You always do that, and now that you can have his company in bed, you didn’t want to miss it, even just for one night. From the living room, you silently made your way to where he was playing. Before entering, you carefully analyzed if he was streaming. Once you saw that he wasn’t, you fully entered the room.

Lando was fully focused on his game, trying to kill a raider that he didn’t hear you walk next to him. It’s only when he got killed and slid back a bit that he saw you and jumped a bit. He cut his mic to talk to you for a sec.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you” you said as you tried not to laugh

“It’s okay” he said, turning his chair to look at you. You were wearing one of his shirt, that was a bit oversized for you. You had a few pajamas of yours here, but nothing was as more comfy as his clothes. And he loved it. He loved since you in his clothes. His hands dropped from his chair to your thighs, making you shiver.

“Are you almost done?” You asked, looking at the screen, your arms around his neck as he pulled you closer to him.

“I don’t know, I think I’ll do one or two more runs then I think I’ll be done” his arms made it around your waist now.

“Hm”

“You can go to bed, I’ll join you” you stepped back, looking at him, pouting

“That’s not going to happen” Lando laughed a bit

“Why?”

“I spend most of my nights without you, it’s not to do it again when you’re here”

“Aw” was all Lando was able to answer. He loved this clinginess of yours. He was the same with you, which was quite normal since you were away from each other a lot.

“Can I sit with you for a bit?”

“Sure” he said. You started to walk away, but Lando grabbed your hand. “Where you going?” He asked

“Grab a chair”

“You don’t need one” he said, patting his thigh with his free hand. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“That’s not going to be comfortable for you, how are you going to play?” You joked as he pulled you back to him.

“Don’t worry about that. Come here” Next thing you know, you’re sitting on his lap, your head leaning against his, your left arm resting on his waist.

You planted a kiss on his neck before he was back into the game. You saw him smile.

“Lando are you still there mate?” You heard Max asked him through his headphones.

“Yep, sorry, I’m here” he said calmly. Sometimes he could be very loud while playing, but he could also be very calm. It happens a lot when he plays Tarkov. He talks normally, very slow and calmly. Laughing from time to time. And the noise of the game, so satisfying. It’s such a quality, and same, it’s calmly in a way.

Like a lullaby almost. At least at midnight it is. In Lando’s arms it is. You could hear most of everything through his headphones as you were close to them, and it was at the perfect volume for you. Your eyes following closely what Lando was doing, you felt sleepy. His smell was helping you drift away in the most perfect way. That’s how you fell asleep was he was still playing.

Lando didn’t notice right away that you fell asleep. He was focused in his game. But that’s when he finally stopped that he noticed you weren’t moving at all. He said goodnight to everyone and turned off the computer, before easily getting up and carrying you to his bed. You didn’t even make a sound nor wake up when he moved you. But once he was settled in bed, you made your way to his arms again, instinctively, naturally. You missed him too much.

When you woke the next morning, you were still in the same position from the night. Lando on his side, and you cuddled up in his arms. You don’t know how, but you do remember last night, how comfortable you fell asleep in his arms, and how comfortable you are right now. Home.

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Weekly Recap | June 3rd-23rd 2024 ~ Podfics

Had to split the fic rec cause Tumblr couldn't handle how long it was 😅

Podfic

[Podfic] i want your midnights by Cass_Caelis/ @cassiopeiacaelis for heartbeatdiaz/ @loserdiaz (New Years Eve, First Kiss | 10-20min | Teen): Buck wasn't expecting his exes to show up at the New Year's party and he certainly wasn't expecting all of them wanting to kiss him at midnight. He only has one person in mind that he actually wants to kiss.

[podfic] trade amber clay roads for the sea foam by Matriaya // fic by @hattalove (Post-S5 | 10-20min | Teen): “It’s the thirty-seventh couch you’ve looked at today,” Eddie finally replies, trying to ignore the headache settling into his temples. “And I'm gonna guess there's something wrong with—what, the headrest?” Buck blinks at him. “It's the feet,” he mumbles, his gaze falling to the floor. “They're weirdly shaped.” in which buck is finally ready to buy a couch, except he doesn't seem to actually want one.

we made these memories for ourselves by half_bakedboy [Podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea)/ @rhea314 // fic by half_bakedboy / @half-bakedboy (Love Confession, Chris&Buck | 10-20min | General): Buck (accidentally) starts a baby box for Christopher and Eddie finds out.

🔥 [podfic] the sound of love astounds me by All_I_Ask/ @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove for fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Getting Together | 10-20min | Teen): “All the more reason to sleep,” Eddie presses. Buck looks at him, blinking tiredly. “Okay,” he says, suddenly amenable, rounding the couch and climbing onto it. He drapes himself across it, settling on his back and shoving his head into Eddie’s lap with a contented sigh. Eddie sits frozen, book in one hand and the other hovering over Buck’s chest. or, there’s not a lot eddie wouldn’t do for buck

🔥 [podfic] share this hour of make-believe by All_I_Ask/ @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove for fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Quarantine, Getting Together | 10-20min | General): or, quarantine finds eddie sharing a bed with a pillow-thief and sleep-talker. he minds less than he thinks.

🔥 [Podfic] you knew the password (so I let you in the door) by RhetoricalQuestions/ @rhetoricalk // fic by lilythesilly / @lilythesilly (Post-S2 | 20-30min | General): “Last year,” he starts again, “We had this really rough call and Bobby—well, Hen and I went to check on him. We didn’t break down the door or anything because Hen had a key to his apartment.” His throat clicks when he swallows. “Said that they had keys to each other’s places in case one of them couldn’t make it home. And I don’t know I—it sounded nice. To have someone looking out for you like that. Just in case.” Eddie seems to come to a decision about something, because he nods once before pulling a key off of his own keyring and handing it to Buck. “Sounds nice to me too.” Or, Buck gives Eddie a key to his loft.

[podfic] but it feels like a fortress when the weather gets bad by TheBoyWhoWalksInTheLight/ @aro-of-artemis (Post-3x15: Eddie Begins | 20-30min | Teen): Turning his face to the side, his eyes landed on the collection of house keys that sat in a bowl on his counter. A key for his apartment, one for Maddie’s, the key to his Jeep and one for Eddie’s front door. Eddie had given it to him one day as though it were the simplest decision in the world. “Y’know. In case you ever need to watch Chris or something. Or in case of emergency.” OR Buck has a nightmare about Eddie dying, but he also has a key to Eddie's house.

🔥 Relationship Advice from Complete Strangers Online by HMSLusitania [Podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea)/ @rhea314 // fic by @hmslusitania (Getting Together | 20-30min | Teen): When he gets home for the night, Buck turns to the one source of information that’s never let him down: the internet. But where does one go for relationship advice from complete strangers online? Which is how, ten minutes later, he finds himself on Reddit with a shiny new account and username. It takes him a while after that to craft his question for r/Relationships, but he thinks he’s got it pretty accurately conveyed before he hits post.

🔥 [PODFIC] Into the Unknown by TheyReadWhatWeSow (TheyReapWhatWeSow) // fic by benjaminrussell (Canon Divergent, S4 | 30-45min | Teen): Buck is cursed. Cursed to have visions of the future but for no one to believe him. Over the years he’s got used to working around it, until one day, the 118 gets a new firefighter who believes him without question. Okay, Eddie does have some questions, but he believes Buck, and that’s the important thing. But then Buck wakes to a vision of Eddie getting shot. Will he able to prevent his vision from coming true or is he destined to lose the one person who believes him?

🔥 [podfic] I Opened My Eyes and There You Were by All_I_Ask / @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove (Post-S3, Getting Together | 30-45min | Explicit): In which Buck provides the dots and Eddie finally connects them.

🔥 [podfic] i have dreams where i kiss you and it’s pink by All_I_Ask/ @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove for fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Getting Together, Fluff | 45-60min | Teen): or, jee-yun buckley-han's third birthday party is in dire need of some fairy tale magic and buck's attempt to save the day might just be the thing that finally kills eddie

[podfic] fall right into me by Matriaya // fic by therainbowsedge / @therainbowsedge (PWP | 45-60min | Explicit): They plan the evening on a Tuesday afternoon while on their way back to the station from a call. “Wait.” Buck waves his hand in the air to pause the conversation. “You’ve never smoked weed?” “I’m a firefighter,” Eddie says like that’s an answer to Buck’s question. OR: Buddie gets high.

🔥 The Red Means I Love You by EtoileGarden [Podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea)/ @rhea314 // fic by @etoilegarden (Post-S4, Angst | 2-2.5h | Mature): How stupid was it that a song that freaked him out so badly was still catchy enough that his brain decided to just play it on random repeat? He held it together for long enough to set the washing machine, to press start, to stumble upstairs to his bed, to lie down. For weeks and weeks after Eddie had been shot, Buck kept dreaming of different endings to the scene. Most of them involving Eddie just dying right there on the tarmac, just out of Buck’s reach. Buck trying to hold him together in the back of the engine even though Eddie was already gone. Buck begging him to stay, to stay, to hold on, please hold on, and Eddie letting go. ~ Eddie's left the 118 and Buck is definitely coping with that.

🔥 [Podfic] listen to you breathing (is where I wanna be) by Itty_Bitty_Blondie/ @itty-bitty-blondie // fic by Yavilee/ @theladyyavilee (Major Character Injury, Angst, Getting Together | 4-4.5h | Teen): The thing is – and Eddie should have known this, has been taught this cruel lesson over and over and over again – the thing is most of the time the worst day of your life will start like just any other day. A million small moments, so familiar and mundane you almost don’t even notice them slipping by - until you would give anything to go back and get just one more. (You can’t.) - Or the one where Buck is presumed dead after a building collapse and Eddie has to live through the reminder that tomorrow isn't promised to anyone

[barrysheoghan]

okay i was on the train zoning out when this scenario came up in my mind....... toxic!felix enthusiasts where you all at???

(sorry for any mistakes or incoherences, feel free to correct anything that seems wrong)

— cattonquick modern au where felix is very jealous and violent

ollie works at some bookselling place even though felix told him he didnt have to cause he's rich and he can provide for his boyfie yk. but ollie wants to do something productive during the day and he loves books so.... anyway, one night he asks felix if he can come pick him up since his shift ends quite late and felix obviously agrees cause he gets to show off his big expensive car and impress ollie's colleagues (of whom hes been jealous ever since ollie started mentioning having fun at work etc etc, especially of that one guy with whom ollie chats sometimes via text. yes, he regularly looks into ollie's phone, so what? thats what couples do.).

its 9:30pm, felix is right on time, parked in front of ollie's workplace, waiting. minutes go by and soon its 10pm and still no ollie in sight. they should have been home by now. one thing about felix : he hates waiting. and ollie's supposed to know that. he turns up the volume of the music he was listening to to match the anger that's quickly building up in his chest, making him sigh repeatedly, tap on the wheel and furiously chew on his nails. he also wants to make his presence known and hopes the loud noise will somehow make ollie get out faster.

what is he doing, for fuck sake. he grabs his phone and opens up his text message app, immediately landing on him and ollie's convo. he never replies to anyone else's texts so...

"Its been 30mins. Where are you?"

about five minutes later, the door opens up and ollie is finally out. felix stares, assuming he's going to rush to his car and apologize for being so late but, no, he lingers by the door. in fact, he's holding that door, clearly waiting for someone. soon enough, a silhouette appears and closes the shop after them. ollie stands there the whole time, waiting like a puppy, and felix can't believe his fucking eyes. he's literally fuming, his brain making up the worst scenarios of why ollie could possibly be late. and of course it involves him getting railed by his coworker.

ollie finally notices felix's car and jogs towards it. he opens up the passenger door and frowns at the loud music. felix thinks he's gonna get in quickly but he doesn't seem to want to leave. he slowly turns down the volume, not looking at ollie for one sec.

"hey! sorry im late! we were just gonna go to that one bar down the street. wanna come?" ollie says, a smile on his face, completely clueless.

"get in the fucking car." felix's voice is at its lowest pitch. he's trying to stay in control but his hands, so tightly clenched around the wheel, show that he's struggling to keep it together.

"what.... whats going on, felix?"

"don't make me say it again."

ollie gulps. felix is mad, and it doesn't look like one of his usual tantrums. he knows he should keep it low and do as he's told but he's had such a great day and he just doesn't want it to end! maybe he can get felix to calm down? he softens his tone.

"come on babe... let's go out! we'll have fun!" he leans in to put his hand on felix's arm, gently squeezing it.

the next second, he's forced into the car. felix's hand cups his cheeks, but not in a cute loving way. he's practically crushing ollie's jaw between his fingers. ollie's glasses have fallen somewhere on the car's floor and he can feel panic take over him. panic and........ some other tickling sensation he's quite fond of.

"you're hurting me-"

"shut the fuck up, ollie. shut your stupid fucking mouth. I've been waiting for your useless ass for half an hour and you think you can just come up to me all bubbly and nice and ask if i want to go have fun with you and some bitch who clearly wants to fuck you?" he's now yelling right in his face. "you wanna have fun? we'll have fun. just the two of us. at home."

he lets go of his face and reaches to close the door on ollie's side. his coworker is just standing there and watching them, looking really concerned.

"and don't you dare look at him. i'll break your nose and slaughter him." felix threatens, turning on the engine.

on the ride back home, ollie tries to make himself as small as possible, keeping his head down, shoulders in and, of course, squeezing his legs very, very tight. he has a vague idea of what's waiting for him once they get home and, boy, it's exciting.

the next day, he comes to work to hand in his resignation letter.

[bronzeeditsx]

Maya fanfic part 5 🫶

(This contains some more mature scenes and potentially sensitive topics)

During the walk, Maya looked at her phone.

“Oh my God, It’s Hayley’s birthday party tonight”, She stated, Hayley planned this a while ago and invited the whole team.

“Oh yeah, I need to get something to wear”, You stated.

“Do you not have any clothes at home?”.

“I do but I don’t like them”.

“Do you want to go shopping then?”. Maya asked, sighing jokingly.

“Yes”, You replied playfully bumping into her but she didn’t move, she was too strong.

- A few hours later -

“I’ll pay for it”, Maya said as you walked up to the till.

“Are you sure?”, You replied.

“Of course, I want you to look good tonight”, She replied, smiling.

“Thank you”, You said, bringing her into a hug.

“Okay, well i actually have to get to the till first”.

“Sorry”, You replied, realising that the cashier was waiting as you held up the queue.

You drove back to Maya’s house and dropped her off and then headed back to your apartment to get ready. Maya would pick you up later as she has her car back.

Getting your keys out your bag you unlocked the door to your apartment, which felt empty, you felt empty without Maya.

Not soon after you applied some makeup and put on your new dress and wore some heels to match. Then you got a text from Maya saying she’ll be there in 5minutes.

You heard a knock on your door and opened to see her holding something behind her back. But before she said anything her mouth dropped open left speechless.

“Y-you’re so beautiful”, Maya said.

“Thanks, so are you”, You replied, smiling as you watched her brain slowly catch up to the rest of her body.

“I got these for Hayley”, Maya joked, showing you the flowers behind her back.

You laughed in response.

“I’m joking, these are for you”, Maya said, you could tell she found herself so funny.

“I know”, You smiled.

She passed you the flowers and brought you into a hug walking you into your apartment.

You put the flowers into a glass of water as you didn’t have a vase.

“We should go now”, You said, organising your hand bag.

“Okay, but first”.

Maya brought you into a kiss.

“You’re going to get lipstick on you”, You said wiping her lips.

“Sorry”, She giggled.

Maya drove you to Hayley’s party which involved a nice meal, then later loud music and alcohol.

You walked into the venue and most people were already there, you took a seat next to Maya and got talking to Millie, Vilde and Hannah. You ordered food and the conversations died down a bit.

As you were eating your food you turned to Maya.

“You alright?”, You asked, you didn’t say it loud enough so most people didn’t hear.

“Yes, i’m fine”, Maya replied, turning to face you.

“The suit looks great on you”.

“Thanks, you look so good in that dress”, She replied, smiling, then placed a hand on your thigh.

You glanced into each others eyes but then were cut off by Millie.

“What are you two smiling at?”, Millie said from across the table.

“Nothing”, Maya replied, slyly moving her hand off you.

“Hmmm”, Millie replied.

Not soon after we ordered deserts and finished before anyone else as we didn’t talk much after that.

“I’m just gonna go to the toilet”, Maya said, getting up.

“Okay”, You replied, you wanted to go with her but that would make it too obvious so you joined in with some conversations.

“How is Maya?”, Vilde asked.

“What do you mean?”.

“How is she coping from yesterday?”.

“Oh, she seemed a bit upset about it, but you’ll have to ask her”.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been close lately”.

“I’m just giving her support, as a friend”, you emphasised.

Maya then sat back next to you, she must have heard most of that.

You turned to her and smiled, but she just looked down at her empty plate.

- 30mins later -

The DJ started playing some songs and the alcohol was given out at the bar.

Since that conversation Maya was talking more with Ella, Lessi and Lucia and they were playing a game and if you lost you had to take a shot.

All you could hear was Maya’s laugh across the room which wasn’t difficult for you or anyone to hear.

You were drinking vodka lemonade until suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around to see Maya with a smile on her face.

“Come and dance with us”, She said, holding your hand and leading you over to the others.

She then moved closer to you so now your bodies were touching but it looked natural in this setting. You could tell Maya was completely drunk.

You looked into her eyes and you could both feel the tension but also frustration that for now all you could act like was friends.

“Follow me”, Maya said, taking your hand and leading you off the dance floor to the toilets. Luckily no one was in there, that you knew of.

She picked you up by your thighs with ease and sat you on the counter.

“Maya, i’m sorry about before i-“.

She cut you off and brought you into a strong kiss, getting her hands tangled in your hair as you felt like she was about to consume you.

“It’s okay”, She whispered through the kiss and then you both leant in for more.

“I just want you”, Maya said, breaking the kiss and placing her hands on your thighs, looking up to you.

“Not here”, You chuckled.

“We did in the kitchen, there was a sink there as well”.

“That’s because it was your house”, You replied, moving a hand on her jawline.

“Let’s leave then”, She said lifting you back down by your hips.

“We can’t just leave her birthday party”.

“Why not?”. She said, now placing her arms around your waist.

“Because people would get suspicious, and also we don’t want Marc to find out”, You said leaning towards her.

She nodded her head, she respected your opinion.

You then laughed at her.

“What?”. She chuckled.

“You have lipstick all over you”.

“Are you sure?, you might to want to-“.

The door suddenly opened.

Maya quickly moved away from you and put her head down to the side so they couldn’t see her face.

“Hey y/n”, Hayley said giving you and smile and then walking into a stall. Hopefully she was too drunk to notice Maya next to you.

Maya then looked back at you with relief on her face.

“Do you have any makeup wipes?”.

“I do…at my apartment”. You teased.

“Let’s go then”.

“Fine”, You sighed, but then your face formed a smile.

Maya smirked at you in return.

She quickly tried to remove most of the lipstick off with some water but it was still slightly visible.

You walked out the bathroom towards the exit but luckily no one spotted you.

Maya gave you her keys as you hadn’t drank as much as her, so it was legal for you to drive.

Before you started the engine she leant in and kissed you again.

“Apartment”.

“Fine”, Maya sighed.

You pulled out of the car park and luckily it wasn’t far from here.

On the way Maya’s hand started moving further and further up your thigh.

“Do you want us to crash?”.

“Sorry”, She said, moving her arm away, but now you missed her touch.

As soon as you parked your car outside your apartment, her hands were all over you.

You locked her car and made your way inside.

Unlocking the door to your apartment, Maya was inpatiently waiting to get inside.

You let her in and shut the door behind you locking it and placed your bag to the side.

Turning around you noticed Maya had already taken her shoes off and she watched you do the same.

She then walked up to you and kissed you once again leading you to your bed.

“can I fuck you?”, Maya said, almost whispering as she waited at the end of the bed.

“Yes”, you laughed at her forwardness which came out of nowhere, but mostly due to the alcohol.

She picked you up and lay you on the bed leaning over you. She started kissing your lips and then made her way down to your neck biting softly.

You started taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her shirt.

She unzipped your dress slowly.

“You’re so beautiful”. She said, softly, carefully taking off your dress.

Her fingers ran down you body.

“Maya please”.

“Please what?”, She teased.

“I need you”.

- An hour later -

You both lay back completely exhausted.

Now cuddled up next to each other as most of your clothes were still abandoned on the floor.

“Night”, Maya said half asleep, stroking your back.

“Goodnight”, You replied, smiling at her.

- The next day -

You woke up and slowly realised Maya wasn’t lay next to you anymore.

Getting up you put some joggers and a shirt on and made your way to the bathroom where you heard noise coming from.

Opening the bathroom door you saw Maya sat next to the toilet wearing some of your clothes. Her forehead was sweating and she looked so hungover.

When she saw you, she was instantly sick.

“I’m sorry, this is so gross”, She said wiping her forehead.

“Maya it’s okay, how long have you been awake for?”, You said bending down next to her.

“probably half an hour”.

“You should have told me”, You replied, stroking her arm.

“I didn’t want to wake you”, Maya said, attempting to smile.

“Do you want me to get you anything?”.

“Maybe some water”.

You went to the kitchen and then brought her a glass of water.

“Thanks”

She took some sips which helped slightly.

She then curled up into a ball hiding her head in her knees.

“Why don’t we go and lay down”.

“My whole body aches”, She sighed.

“I’m not surprised”, You chuckled.

This brought a small smile on her face.

“I’ll help you up”, You said, lifting out your hand.

“Okay”, She said holding on to it.

As soon as you did you her whole body weight was more or less on you.

You walked her to the bed and lay her down putting the glass of water next to her.

“I’m so hungover”, Maya said.

“I can tell”, You replied, chuckling.

- The next day -

You walked into training with Maya as usual and put your belongings in your lockers.

As you were about to leave and go to the pitches Ella called out your name.

You turned to her and she waved her hand towards herself wanting you to walk over to her.

“I’ll meet you outside”, You said to Maya.

“Okay”, She replied, giving Ella a nod.

Sitting down next to her you soon noticed Lessi joining you.

“Is this some sort of interrogation or something?,” You joked.

“No it’s about you and Maya”.

You gulped.

“I don’t know how to put this lightly but… a video of you two kissing was leaked from the party”, Lessi said, holding up her phone.

“W-what, how?”. You replied, noticing it was taken from one of the bathroom stalls, Maya was stood between your thighs facing you therefore her face wasn’t shown.

“We don’t know, we asked everyone separately and they knew nothing about it”.

You were speechless not knowing how to react to the situation.

“The video has been taken down now, but Marc has found out”.

You leant down covering your face with your hands.

“Shit”. Everyone knew Marc can be more difficult with relationships within the team.

“Does Maya know?”, You asked.

“Yes”.

“How long for?”.

“A day or so”.

You nodded your head, but slightly annoyed that she didn’t tell you.

“I assume you two are together then”, Ella said, giving a sly look over to Russo hinting I told you so.

“Yes”, You said, with a small smile

“It will be okay, not many people found out”. Ella said, reassuringly.

You nodded your head.

There was then an awkward silence.

“We should probably head out now”. Russo said.

“Yeah”, You replied, quickly walking towards the door.

You walked on to the pitches and joined in with the warm up.

Maya looked over to you but you avoided eye contact with her.

Whilst you were doing some drills all you could think about was the dread of talking to Maya about the situation at lunch.

This meant your passes became sloppy and your shots were off target.

“Y/n what’s going on? An eight year old could do better”, Marc shouted from the side line.

You nodded your head in return and sighed, looking down. You felt you deserved it.

Not soon after it was time for lunch.

Maya was quick to walk over to you as you made your way inside but you got your food first and sat with Leah, Rachel and Safia meaning the table was full.

“Nice of you to join us”, Leah said with a smile.

“I just want to know more about your Lego group”, You joked.

You then glanced over to Maya who was holding a tray facing towards you, wanting to sit next to you as you have done ever since she joined.

She gave you a weak smile and then turned to sit with Ella, Lessi and Mary.

After lunch was over which felt like 10hours trying to forget about Maya, everyone headed to the gym.

You and Maya were on opposite sides of the room, so the work out cleared your head a bit.

-A few hours later-

It was now time to go home and like always you got a lift with Maya.

As you walked to her car she was already stood by it waiting for you.

“Hi, you alright?”. Maya asked.

You nodded your head and walked past her getting in the passenger seat.

She then got in the car as well.

“Did Ella tell you what happened?”. Maya asked, before starting the engine.

“Yes”. You replied, looking out the window.

“I don’t even know how we didn’t see or hear them”.

“I guess you were too busy kissing all over me”. You said quickly.

The car became silent.

“You can’t blame me”, Maya said, disheartened.

“Why didn’t you tell me about the video sooner?”, You asked, slightly raising your voice.

“I just…I didn’t want you to be hurt by it, I was trying to protect y-“.

“You don’t need to protect me”.

Maya nodded her head, her face saddening, but you turned and looked the other way.

She pulled out the car park.

“Do you want me to drop you off at your apartment?”, Maya asked with an upset tone in her voice.

“Yeah”.

On the way music filled the silence in the car.

You shortly pulled up to the building and wanted to get out as soon as possible.

Usually you would kiss maya before you got out, but you didn’t feel like it today.

“y/n wait”. Maya called out, feeling regret as she watched you walk away.

As much as it hurt, you still ignored her.

Getting in the lift you looked at yourself and hated what you saw, you regret being mad at Maya, she only had good intentions.

Unlocking the door to your apartment you threw your bag on your bed and collapsed onto it. All you could think about was that video and you wanted to figure out who would do something like that in the first place.

But you then heard a knock on the door.

You sighed getting up and walked towards the door.

Opening it you saw Maya.

“ Y/n I’m sorry”. She said.

You didn’t say anything, you didn’t know what to say.

“I said i’m sorry, what more am i meant to do? You can’t ignore and blame me for what’s happened, if i’m not mistaken you kissed me too that night”. Maya said raising her voice, walking towards you so you backed up in the room.

You were caught off guard at first but a small smile crept on your face as she towered over you.

“What?”. Maya exclaimed.

“You’re hot when you’re angry”.

She shook her head.

“Maya I’m sorry, I really am”. You said, whilst placing your arms around her neck.

You could tell that she felt uncomfortable as she was mad, but secretly liked it.

“I’m sorry, I was angry at you”, You continued, moving closer.

Maya made slight eye contact with you.

“I’m sorry, that the video of us making out”, you emphasised, moving your lips near her’s “could have turned into a sex tape”, you teased.

“I guess i’m to blame for that”, Maya replied with a small smile on her face.

“It doesn’t matter now”.

She then placed her hands on your hips.

You looked into each others eyes, thinking about one thing.

Maya leant in and attacked your lips letting out the anger she felt previously.

She led you back towards your bed and leant on top of you.

Her kisses trailed down to your neck as she bit exactly where she knows you like it.

Your fingers ran down her back as you took everything in.

She effortlessly took off your top as her hand slowly made its way down your body, she then made it to your underwear but didn’t go any further.

“Maya, please”. You said through heavy breaths.

A smirk displayed on her face, she enjoyed teasing you.

“I’m going to need better than that”.

“What do you want me to say?”.

“I want you to beg”.

- The next day -

You opened your eyes and saw a sleepy Maya next to you. A few minutes later she also woke up.

“Good morning beautiful”, Maya said, through a tired voice.

“Good morning”, You said smiling at her.

Not soon after she slowly sat up next to you.

“I’m sorry about yesterday”, She said, looking at you lovingly.

“It’s okay, i should apologise”. You said, reaching for her hand.

“You don’t need to”.

You smiled at her.

“I need to check up on mocha soon”. She said squeezing your hand.

“That’s fine”. You said leaning against her shoulder.

“My neighbour is looking after her”.

“I thought your parents were looking after her?”.

“No, that was just for the night of the party, she said she was going out herself that night”.

“Do you know where to?”

“No she didn’t say”.

You nodded her head but then a thought came to you.

“Did your neighbour know where our party was?”.

“Yes, I told her where i was going as I asked her first if she could look after Mocha before my parents”.

“Hmm, do you think it was her?”.

“What was her?”.

“Who took the video of us”.

“I know you were jealous of her, but like i told you there’s nothing to worry about”, She laughed.

“I’m being serious”

“I could ask where she was, if you really want me to”.

“That would be good, thanks”.

“We’ll find out who did this, don’t worry”.

You nodded your head.

She then leant in and kissed you softly.

“I should probably get ready to go then”. She said, slightly moving away from you.

“Whyyy?”. You said, wrapping your arms around her waist.

“Do you want answers?”. She replied, turning her head back towards you.

“Fine”. You sighed, kissing her cheek.

- An hour later -

Maya sat down with Mocha on the couch along with her neighbour who was about to leave.

“Wait, can i ask you something?”. Maya asked.

“Of course”, She said placing her hand on Maya’s knee, Maya was quick to move her hand off her.

“I was just thinking were you at home the night I was at Hayley’s birthday party, because my parents told me they saw you home and said hi?”. Maya lied.

“Yes i went home, why are you asking that?”.

“You went home?“.

“Oh yes sorry, I felt ill so I stayed at home all night”.

“You told me you were going out all night so you couldn’t look after Mocha”.

“Like I said i felt ill, so i didn’t go”, She said now slightly raising her voice.

“Okay, it’s just something happened at the party”.

“I didn’t have anything to do with the video of you and y/n”.

“When did i mention there was a video?”. Maya asked, curiously.

“I thought a video got leaked?”.

“It did, how did you see it?”.

“I just did, i assume you and y/n had a good time then?”. She said, trying to change the subject.

“How did you know?”.

“Like i told you, i saw it when it got leaked”.

“But you couldn’t see my face”.

“I assumed it was you, you two are always together”.

“Well she is my girlfriend”.

A stern look came across her face.

“I did tell you, didn’t I?”

“No”.

“Oh, well she is”.

“I should probably go then”. She said getting up.

“But you know about the video”.

She walked towards the front door.

But Maya got there before her and blocked off the door.

“Did you take the video?”.

She didn’t say anything.

“I know you did”. Maya said this to try and get a confession.

“Fine, yes, yes i did and there’s nothing you can do about it”.

“Why would you do that?”.

“Because”.

“Because what?”.

“I was jealous, I thought we had something special”. She said moving towards Maya, who was now blocked in.

“No”.

“when we kissed, did that not mean anything to you?”.

“I was drunk and confused, i told you it wasn’t going to turn into anything, and then i met y/n so it’s never going to work out”.

“Maya”. She said, softly.

Maya’s back was now pinned against the door.

“I only filmed it because i just want you”. She said stroking her hand down Maya’s arm.

“Not going to happen”. Maya said, quickly trying to get around her.

However, as she did her neighbour brought her into a kiss, pressing herself against her, pushing her on the wall.

“What the fuck”. Maya said, pushing her away and wiping her lips.

“You’re going to regret this”. She said and left maya’s home, slamming the door on the way out.

Maya froze trying to comprehend what just happened, her heart was beating heavily and she felt she had no control of her body.

However Mocha trotted up towards her, breaking her out of her trance.

“Mocha i’m sorry”. She said, bending down to pet her, tears quickly streaming down her face. Mocha wagged her tail and cuddled up close to her.

“I need to tell y/n”

After 30 minutes of wanting to call you, she gathered up the courage and dialled your number.

“Hey, y/n you were right”. Maya said, then sniffled.

“Oh my God are you okay?”. You replied.

“Y-yes i’m fine”. She replied, her voice slightly breaking.

”How did you find out?”.

“I managed to get her to confess”.

“I need to come over and see you, so you can tell me everything that happened”.

“No”. Maya said, quickly.

“What, why?”.

“I…I’m just trying to process everything”.

“Is there something you’re not telling me”.

“…No, no”.

“Okay, can i see you tomorrow?”.

“Sure”.

“Remember i’m always here for you”.

“I know”.

“See you tomorrow then”.

“Okay, bye”.

“Bye”.

Maya ended the call and stared blankly at her contacts, she soon noticed a name she never wanted to see again and deleted the number.

She felt like she couldn’t breathe and needed to get out the house and Mocha needed a walk.

Walking around the park she was so used to being next to you in, it made her feel even more regret. Maya blamed herself more than anyone and hated herself because of it. She couldn’t stop replaying the kiss in her head and felt a strong amount of guilt, feeling like she should have done more.

She soon went back to her house refusing to look at the one next to her, she couldn’t stay here much longer, but she had nowhere else to go, and she needed to look after mocha.

Unclipping Mocha’s lead she quickly walked in the door, she couldn’t look at her corridor the same. She couldn’t believe she let something like that happen, in her own home.

Opening Mocha’s dog food she scooped some biscuits into her bowl and placed it down for her. Her neighbour did take good care of mocha, good enough that maya could always trust her, but she soon realised it was only because she wanted Maya to like her back, which was never going to happen.

Now feeling incredibly sick, she left Mocha to lay on the couch and made her way upstairs, she couldn’t stomach lunch.

Tears started flowing down her face again as they couldn’t seem to stop, her mind was spinning with all the possible ways to deal with the situation knowing what she knows.

She was conflicted between telling everyone who took the video or wait till tomorrow to tell you and how to properly deal with the situation. She ended up crying herself to sleep.

After that phone call with Maya you couldn’t think straight, you were filled with worry of what the next day brings and how hurt she would have been to not want you to go round and see her.

Why would her neighbour of all people do something like that? It just seemed so strange to you as you don’t know enough about her or Maya as you thought.

You took a deep breath and played the video of you and Maya that was leaked, you swore you were going to delete it but it’s always lay in your recently deleted folder just to be played again. But this time it’s helpful to find clues.

The room had dim lighting so it wasn’t like people could see everything of what was going on and the video wasn’t of the best quality as if it had been taken on an older phone, and clearly from within a stall.

You wanted to know more about her neighbour so you found her instagram but found nothing suspicious from her posts, but then you noticed a comment from a year ago.

That was when Maya first heard about signing for man united so she looked for a house early and stayed there for a few months before meeting the team and you.

The post was of her kitchen as it had been refurbished, as if anyone cared.

Maya commented: ‘Looks great!’

Her reply: ‘You look better 😉’

You felt you wanted to die on the spot, Maya said there was nothing to worry about but clearly that shows the opposite.

Zooming in the picture closely you also noticed in the mirror was the back of someone’s head, they had a high pony tail and you instantly knew it was Maya straight away.

You felt frustrated that she never told you any of this, but i guess what was she supposed to say?, ‘Hey y/n, i used to go out with my neighbour’.

Sighing you put your phone down and placed your palms over your eyes. You wanted to expose the shit out of her but that would also have a large impact on Maya if she’s involved with it, which would ruin everything.

You were so exhausted from everything going on recently, so thought it’s best to take a nap to slightly reduce the sickness you felt.

-

Maya suddenly woke up flinching, every event that happened that morning hit her like a ton of bricks.

She looked at the clock and it was now 5pm, she hadn’t had anything to eat since 11am with you so she was starving. She soon noticed Mocha was now cuddled next to her and instantly wagged her tail as she looked at her.

Wiping her eyes she slowly got up from her bed and walked towards her en-suit, placing her hands on the sink she looked directly into the mirror. She had cried so much all her emotions went numb, now feeling nothing, even if she tried.

Sighing she splashed her face with water and made her way out her room and down the stairs.

She fed mocha first and then looked in the cupboards of what she could make but there was nothing as she didn’t go to the shops. She ended up ordering a chicken salad from a restaurant nearby as she was sensible enough not just to order junk food.

Opening the back door she let Mocha in the garden realising she has to go out again after and take her on a walk. Then the doorbell rang, she walked to the door thinking that came quick.

However she didn’t open the door to a delivery driver, she opened it to you…

[lunarsun12]

Trip To The Amusement Park

Masterlist

Chan decided to take his family, to an amusement park. With a bit of grumbling mainly from Changbin, as he hates hanging out with his family excluding Han. During the trip, Chan saw a text from Sana inviting him to watch their dance practice. Of course Chan agreed, as he wants to supports his friend and as well simp for their music hard.

It was end of the trip, everyone was gathered at the entrance. Chan did his usual head count and discovered somone is missing.

With time at a crunch, will Chan able to find his members fast. Before he loses the chance to be a fanboy?

Back At Stray Kids Chat

Today 12:00

Bangchan🐺: SEUNGMIN AND HYUNJIN WHERE ARE YOU TWO! I counted 5!

Bangchan🐺: Also Han stop filming me!!

Han🐿️: I gotta to keep it as memory! It’s hilarious!

Felix☀️: Appa! It’s not Seungmin! Seungmin has been consoling Innie after the haunted house

Bangchan🐺: Binnie!!

Changbin🙄: I’m standing right next to you! How about we leave whoever is missing and maybe they will comeback

Chan gave Changbin are glare. Which Changbin immediately hide behind Felix.

Bangchan🐺: I’m sure you Eomma, will turn up sooner or later. Let me find Hyunjin

10mins later…

Hyunjin🕺: WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!!

I.N🦊: More like where are you? Appa is about to do the announcement for lost kids!

Hyunjin🕺: I dunno where I am…I see lots of dinosaurs…

Seungmin🐶: How an earth did you end up at Jurassic Park!?

Hyunjin🕺: I followed this cute green dino!! And then I turn around and saw everyone is gone!

Bangchan🐺: Hyunjin sit tight! We come and get you! I have to hurry before I really get scolded by Sana for being late again…

Felix☀️: Auntie Sana? You said, we have to be home as it is dangerous to be out late!

Seungmin🐶: Lix…Appa gets excited if Sana invites him over for their dance practice. He always use that excuse when we on a family outing

Felix☀️: So? It is not dangerous to be out late? INNNIE! We can go to that place where hyunjin always go!

Changbin🙄: How about? The pc cafe and not where hyunjin goes!

I.N🦊: Why?? Hyunjin always brags he want to take us there! He said it full of cool people

Changbin🙄: How can you two be so clueless!! Hyunjin goes out at night to drink with his friends!

Felix☀️: On second thought…I think we should go to the PC cafe. His friends creeps me out…

I.N🦊: i don’t understand…but if Lix says his friends are weird! Then I believe him!

Felix☀️: I may not followed him before…and…I also got mobbed and nearly got taken away

30mins later…

Bangchan🐺: Okay everyone is here! Oh my the run from the entrance to Jurassic park was such a trek!

Seungmin🐶: We wouldn’t have to take so long! If someone hasn’t seen the cotton candy stand

Han🐿️: What?? It’s like hyunjin will die. I don’t think it is even possible!

Bangchan🐺: Okay everyone here! Wait 6!? Who am I missing!

Hyunjin🕺: Has anyone seen Eomma? He was been gone since animal kingdom

Bangchan🐺: THAT WHO I AM MISSING!

Bangchan🐺: ughhhh! I’m gonna miss the practice! You people should not get lost!!

1 hour later…

Bangchan🐺: WHERE IS HE!! I checked the cat kingdom three times!!

Bangchan🐺: Also Han why did you steal Innie Churros! You know he loves them!

Han🐿️: I was saving time! As someone complained last time

I.N🦊: Jokes on you…it fell on the floor and Binnie knocked me over

Han🐿️: You can have them back…

Lee Know🐱: Hello!

Felix☀️: Eomma! Where are you!? We have been looking everywhere for you! Appa is about lose it!

Lee Know🐱: I went home

Bangchan🐺: YOU WENT HOME! WITHOUT TELLING ME!!

Seungmin🐶: That was unexpected…I thought he will be stuck at cat kingdom…

Lee Know🐱: Why do I have tell you! It was getting boring as you all scared to go on that rollercoaster except for Felix…

Bangchan🐺: Oh my goodness! We spent 1 hour looking for Lee Know. He was home all along! I could have done something productive

Seungmin🐶: Uh huh…btw Appa Auntie Sana said she had to give away your concert ticket…

Bangchan🐺: LEE KNOW IM GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS!

[robo-writing]

rotating like a kebab grill every 30min when you’re snuggling inbetween jill and clive at night so that u can reach thermodynamic equilibrium. they both go :( in their sleep when u turn away but then :) half an hour later when u have to turn back

Yes, I call this position the Costco rotisserie chicken

[mothwithteeth]

god forgive my tasteless tongue

you can either be good at dialogue, or you can be good at the rest of it. I'm not that good at either but i definitely write more dialogue

pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x reader

contents: reader has piercings and a clit, pining but not for each other, angst, weed, dubcon bc weed but both parties are equally stoned and consenting, explicit smut

you can listen to Despite What You've Been Told by Two Gallants if you want to get *the vibe* (and title) but you don't have to

Why do you keep doing this to yourself? You’re at Eijirou’s apartment again with takeout and a shitty action movie you don’t actually care about watching. You just know he’ll like it. Pathetic. Anything for just a sliver of attention, only to flagellate yourself for it later. You’re a masochist, but not in any fun way. It’s sick. You’re sick. 

But then he smiles at you, all bright and sunshiney and happy to spend time with you and you can’t drag yourself away, no matter how hard you try. He’s a star that you can’t help but orbit; a lightless planet drawn in by gravity too strong to resist.

You’re not a planet, though. You’re a black hole. A point of pain so dense it eats anything that dares shine on it. He deserves better than you. It’s so hard to keep on the outer edge of orbit, threatening to pitch off into nothing at the slightest cosmic shift.

You’re torn from your reverie by the last thing you want to hear right now. Halfway through whatever movie you brought this time, Eijirou’s pager goes off. “Shit,” you hear him fumble for it. “Duty calls. You mind waiting here? It shouldn’t take too long; thirty minutes, tops.” He crosses his heart for emphasis. 

“Yeah, sure. Go do your thing, Mr. Hero.” he gives you a mock salute before ducking out the front door. 

You turn off the movie, usefulness outlived. That leaves you in the dark. In Eijirou’s apartment. Alone. This must be a new low in your lovesick gallantries. For the time being, you think you’ll spend the next half hour in quiet contemplation of your own faults and the decisions that have led you here. Maybe then you’ll get some sense through your thick skull. 

You’re not exactly alone in Eijirou’s apartment; a fact that you’re reminded of when the living room light flips on without warning. A yelp of surprise comes from the other side of the room. “Fucking hell!” How long have you been sitting like that? Fucking creepy.” It’s Bakugou. The roommate. The roommate who hates you. Wonderful. 

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” you answer with a roll of your eyes. Maybe you’ve never given him a reason not to hate you. Maybe he recognizes you for what you are. 

“No, seriously, did he just leave you here?” 

Your phone buzzes. A text from Eijirou: “def not 30min. Idk if im getting home 2night. sorry” Oof. Way to add injury to insult. How are you supposed to answer that without giving him free reign to ridicule you and your stupid infatuation? So you just roll your eyes as loudly as possible without saying anything. Bakugou sucks his teeth. “Alright then. I’m going outside to smoke. Do you want some?” 

“Really?”

“I may be an asshole but my mother would kill me if I was a bad host.” 

You don’t need his pity, but you will take his weed. “Yeah, alright, sure.”

“Don’t act so grateful, damn.” 

“Sorry.” You take a deep breath.  “Thank you, Bakugou. Yes, he did just leave me here. I don’t want to talk about it.” You follow him out onto the balcony and settle into the chair across from him. 

Bakugou produces a joint, already rolled, and a lighter. There’s no breeze, so it catches near instantly. He inhales deep before handing it over to you. You take your own deep inhale, letting it out slowly. “Thanks,” you hand it back. You keep going like that, handing it back and forth. He’s more generous than you anticipated. Before long, you’re both slouched in your chairs, joint finished and silence hanging. “You down for one more?”

“Rough day?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too. I’m down.” 

“Rad.”

It’s unexpected enough of a response from him that you break into a fit of giggles. “Rad,” you repeat. That’s an Eijirou-ism. You hate to admit it, but you’ve picked it up too. You can’t stop giggling. 

“Alright, alright. Shut the fuck up.” Bakugou shoves the second joint in your face. He’s successful in his efforts to get you to shut up, at least. 

“Soooooo…” you lean forward in your chair, elbows on the patio table. “Rough day?” 

“Rough day.” He agrees. 

“Rough day.”  You echo. This time, both of you erupt into giggles. 

After a few minutes, though, Bakugou gets this look on his face. “Why are you even here?” 

“What?” 

“He’s not coming back tonight. Dickhead finally texted me.” You didn’t get that update. Somehow you had held out hope but now you look stupid. Your giggles die in your throat. 

“He didn’t tell me that.” you admit, suddenly much less interested in conversation, despite your day getting significantly rougher in a matter of moments. 

“Well that’s fucking rude of him. What do you even see in him?” 

The record in your brain scratches. “What?” 

“Oh, don’t even start that with me. You’re so obvious. I thought you two were all but official.” You can’t place it, but something changes in his voice as he says it. 

A bitter laugh makes its way out before you can stop it. “Yeah, right.” 

“No?” he asks, head cocked. 

“Eijirou deserves much better than a jaded cynic,” you tell him, sitting back in your chair; daring him to mock you for it. 

“Finally, something we can agree on.” 

“Oh.” 

“The fuck do you mean ‘oh?’” You can almost see the steam coming out of his ears. Embarrassment? Anger? 

“Don’t ‘the fuck you mean’ me! You can’t tell me I’m obvious, and then do shit like that! You’re worse than I am!” 

“I am not!” 

“You contribute to his rent, and therefore you are the more lovesick one. I win.” You want to be laughing, you really do, but you’re not. You sigh. “We’re so fucking stupid.” 

“Two things we agree on.” 

The two of you stumble into Bakugou’s bedroom mere moments later. Only the stars know who moved first, but now you’re struggling with the button of these too-tight jeans with one hand because you don’t want to untangle your hand from his hair yet. “Fuck, this is so stupid,” you gasp between long, desperate kisses. 

“Yeah,” Bakugou nods, pulling his shirt over his head, forcing your hand free enough to strip yourself. You don’t even bother with your socks before falling into bed with him. 

He’s on you in an instant, lips and tongue hot against your neck, your clavicle, down your chest. “Holy shit,” you hear him exclaim. His fingers twist your nipple ring. “Does Eijirou know about these?” he asks, only half joking. 

“Nope,” you laugh. “I don’t usually lead with that.” 

“You’d probably have better luck if you did.” 

“Shut the fuck up,” you press his face back into your chest. Bakugou doesn’t complain. Instead, he sucks your nipple into his mouth, flicking at the piercing with his tongue. Your back arches into his touch as his hand trails down your side and between your legs, which spread in response. 

He has skill. You have to give him that. Maybe it’s the drugs.  His fingers enter you easily, spreading and scissoring to make room for himself before pulling out to rub your clit. You drag him back up to your face to kiss you. “So fucking good,” you whimper, hips thrusting to meet him. 

“Yeah?” Bakugou tries to preen. You roll your eyes. 

While Bakugou takes a moment to grab a condom from his nightstand and open it, you take your chance to get on top. “You have got to shut up sometimes,” you tell him, kissing his jaw and neck and rolling on the condom. In moments, you’re situated over him, the tip of his cock pressing against you. You slide down slowly, relishing the fullness as you descend. Bakugou groans, head tipped back, eyes closed until your hips meet his. He lazily opens his eyes to look at you and almost instantly regrets it. You look fucking incredible taking his dick like that, and the tight heat of your cunt just might be enough to kill him. 

You try to lift your hips up, but Bakugou pins you in place. “Gimme a second,” he grunts, teeth grit. You feel too good. His squirming and grinding, however, stimulates your clit, and you can’t stop yourself from squeezing around him and moaning yourself. It takes him a long moment to recover his composure before he starts guiding your hips. Neither of you is going to last long at this point. You’re too high and too pent up for this to be a long, drawn out affair. 

Your hips move faster despite Bakugou’s attempts to slow you. He doesn’t even seem to realize his hips are rising to meet yours thrust for thrust. It just feels so good in the moment to touch and be touched. Your hands press into the hard muscle of his chest to balance yourself, and he takes his time with your nipple piercings, seemingly fascinated. 

Faster and faster, the two of you grow sloppy in your need for release. Your hips finally slam against his, and his hands hold you in place. You grind your clit against him and both of you cum spectacularly. Both your eyes shut tight, and you both picture the same person. 

When your orgasm fades, you fall over to the side to catch your breath. You carefully move to the far side of his queen size bed to make as much space as possible while the two of you come down. As soon as you catch your breath, you get up to gather your clothes and get dressed. It takes you a few minutes, still stoned, but you manage. You get dressed pretty quickly from there. “I’m going to grab my stuff and head out.” 

“You don’t want to cuddle?” Bakugou asks sarcastically. 

“Bye!” you shout, closing the door to his room behind you.

[seroquelling]

pondering the bat shit / funny things i've done / experienced in my 28 years on this planet:

drove my car into a fence post at 3am in the middle of nowhere. lost my side mirror and spent the next 20 minutes on the side of the road in a wheat field looking for it. never found it.

drunkenly fell off of someone's balcony at a party and landed ass first into a trashcan below. it took three people turning the trashcan over to get me out because i'm short and thin so i had folded in half inside of it. managed to not spill my beer, somehow.

drove in the middle of a severe snowstorm on the highway to go to my friends house at 4am. tried to drive through a snow mound and got my car stuck. had to flag down strangers that were driving past. they let me sit in their truck while they pushed my car out of the snow. instead of turning back and going home, i drove the rest of the 30mins to my friends house.

had a psychotic break and tried to cut my arm off with a machete.

broke into my bosses warehouse after my shift @ 12am because he left his puppy in there overnight and wasn't feeding it.

was climbing up the stairs to my friends apartment at 1am in the middle of the winter. had a heavy ass backpack on full of booze i'd stolen from my job, and a 30pack of beer in my arms. slipped on the second to last step at the top and fell head over feet all the way back down. passed out cuz my head hit concrete at the bottom. friend found me five minutes later and had to drag me up the stairs. had a concussion. still enjoyed beers with them.

used to beg people to have 'friendly fist fights' with me at my old job. still have scarred knuckles because of it.

went to a very country bar in the deep south of my hometown. not a very safe place for lgbt ppl. slammed a pitcher of beer, and bought a rose and gave it to a pretty girl at the table next to me that was with some guy. ended up charming her enough that we slow danced together. almost got into a fight with the dude over it.

sold all of my shit and moved to a foreign country with no real plan in mind. twice.

convinced an entire bar to do the cupid shuffle with me

drove to taco bell in the middle of a snowstorm because i was craving it. ended up in a ditch on the way back. had to call a towing company a few days later to get my car out. got a concussion from that too bc my head hit the steering wheel

three days after trying to hack off my own arm with a machete, i went to a party full of people i'd only met once. convinced some guy that was there to let me pierce his nose. did. then hooked up with him. made out with two other people the same night.

almost died while swimming in the ocean because i got caught in the riptide. didn't yell for help because 'that's embarrassing'. in the end some dude on a surfboard saved me and got me back to shore.

took acid in the middle of the woods with a coworker i barely knew. went to work the next day still tripping bc someone called in.

snuck out of my house and drunkenly climbed up a mountain with friends, in flip flops. they broke on the way down and i had to be piggyback carried by one of the guys in our group all the way back to the bottom. when we got to the bottom, one of the guys realized he left his keys at the top - i had like barely an hour to get home before my mom woke up and realized i'd snuck out. made it back to my side of town with five minutes to spare. friend took a wrong turn and instead of letting him turn around, i jumped out of the (still moving) car and ran across peoples yards, vaulted over fences, barefoot, before diving back in thru my window. managed to get back into bed just before my mom came to check on me before work.

defended my coworker from people who were trying to steal / cause a scene with my switchblade.

threw a used tampon into my friends neighbors open kitchen window because they'd called her a slur. he came outside with a shotgun and we fled into the cornfield behind his house.

got dropped off after a party and tried to make my way back toward my window to sneak back in. passed out in the front yard face down in the grass.

got into a (verbal) fight with an old ex boyfriend in a parking lot because he'd cheated on me. he dropped a taco he'd had in his hand and as he was bending to pick it up i kicked it all the way across the parking lot. it exploded into a rain of shredded cheese and lettuce.

a coworker at an old job dropped his phone into a large dumpster out back. trying to win his affections, i jumped inside and waded thru trash juice and muck to look for it.

hooked up with someone at a funeral.

tried to contact the fae and bargain with them to take out a coworker i hated. he had a heart attack (lived.)

i realized halfway thru writing all of this why maybe no one sticks around for me in relationships.

[dandelionsfluff]

Sugar

I did not come up with this recipe; it's from Alton Brown's recipe on the Food Network's website (the parentheses are mine).

3 cups all-purpose flour

3/4 teaspoon baking powder

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 cup unsalted butter, softened

1 cup sugar

1 egg, beaten

1 tablespoon milk

Powdered sugar, for rolling out dough

Sift together flour, baking powder, and salt. Set aside. Place butter and sugar in large bowl of electric stand mixer and beat(w/ paddle attachment) until light in color. Add egg and milk and beat to combine. Put mixer on low speed, gradually add flour, and beat until mixture pulls away from the side of the bowl. Divide the dough in half, wrap in waxed paper, and refrigerate for 2 hours.

1 hour, 50 minutes later....

2. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F.

3. Sprinkle surface where you will roll out dough with powdered sugar. Remove 1 wrapped pack of dough from refrigerator at a time, sprinkle rolling pin with powdered sugar, and roll out dough to 1/4-inch thick. Move the dough around and check underneath frequently to make sure it is not sticking. If dough has warmed during rolling, place cold cookie sheet on top for 10 minutes to chill. Cut into desired shape, place at least 1-inch apart on greased baking sheet, parchment(my preference), or silicone baking mat, and bake for 7 to 9 minutes or until cookies are just beginning to turn brown around the edges, rotating cookie sheet halfway through baking time. Let sit on baking sheet for 2 minutes after removal from oven and then move to complete cooling on wire rack. Serve as is or ice as desired. Store in airtight container for up to 1 week.

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These cookies are delicious! I make them with my children for my son's birthday. I've forgotten to give myself time for the TWO HOURS of chill time, so I put them in the freezer for, like, 30min and they were good to go; so don't sweat it if you find yourself in that same predicament. I've also adapted them into lemon cookies and orange cookies, but the first time I did it was lemon and either the lemon crystals I used were salty or I messed up on the salt measurement (not the first time THAT'S happened), but I served them to kids who were decorating the cookies themselves, which means LOADS of sugar...so I think that actually worked out in a good balance, and don't sweat it if you find yourself in that same situation, too. I have since used lemon oil and lemon zest, and orange extract and ground dried orange peel to delicious effects - but I don't have any measurements for you, because I'm one of those people who just wing it when I feel like I can get away with doing so. It's just mathematics - the potency of whatever you're adding multiplied by the amount of dish(/dough) it has to flavor equals how much you should put in.

[aloha-eloha]

In my last text post I alluded to a Raëlian holiday around which I was most seriously dissatisfied with my then-religion. This was during the summer of 2021. I’d previously been in touch with my local Raëlian guide on a few occasions but until then did not actually make plans to attend a holiday gathering and have my cellular plan transmitted. On this occasion, then as now, the gathering celebrated the Raëlian New Year. Although I’m relatively fortunate to have a guide even in the same state as me Virginia is still a fairly large state and the gathering wasn’t close — in Chincoteague, on the Eastern Shore several hours away.

We went, my mother and I, planning on making it there before 3pm; the time when transmissions of the cellular plan take place all around the world, as that’s when the Elohim’s spaceship hovers above the earth and receives the cellular data. From the beginning it went poorly. We are chronically late as a family and this time was no different: before long I was texting the guide saying we probably wouldn’t be there on time. But we were in luck! The Elohim, as it turns out, actually accept transmissions of the cellular plan as late as 5pm local time. It looked like we were saved. I was busy signing Acts of Apostasy in the car in preparation.

But alas.

A snag in traffic and an emergency bathroom break at a rest stop felled our plans. We arrived at Chincoteague mere minutes after the final deadline. I would have to wait a further two months until the next holiday on October 7th. I was devastated, completely bereft. We got Vietnamese food from a local restaurant but the close miss had me sullen. The car ride back — another several hours — was made bearable only by listening to Jim Dale’s narration of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. The entire affair went down in my personal annals as a noteworthy disaster — although it did allow me to follow through on my already-established plans to be ordained as a Liberal Catholic priest, which is what I ended up doing that October instead of having my plan transmitted.

But that was then, and this is now.

When I emailed my local guide late last month enquiring as to whether a get-together had been scheduled yet for the New Year it was evident that he remembered the disaster as well: a touch frostily he told me that if I was “sincere this time” a gathering could be held near to my location, but that I would have to reply without delay as plans would need to be made and revised immediately. I was still on the fence on whether I really wanted to make such a big commitment and lifestyle change so I didn’t reply immediately; I took a few hours to think about it and get high with my friends before responding later that night with my location. I figured that by the relative laws of email time “without delay” and “within half a day or so” were basically the same thing.

I was wrong!

The next email I got from the Raëlians was the announcement of the next New Year’s gathering… in fucking Nassawadox; conveniently 30min away from the guide’s town of residence while being over four hours away from mine, and again on the Delmarva Peninsula. So here we go again, back to the Eastern Shore for a New Year’s gathering so I can have my cellular plan transmitted. I’m excited but also, of course, anxious. It’s rare to have the chance for a do-over in life and this is probably the closest I’ll get to revisiting and amending a past failure. My father has pointedly noted that if I fuck this up a second time the guide will probably never take me seriously again, RSVPing in October or no, so this is my one shot. I don’t intend on blowing it. The gathering (outdoors, much to my chagrin in the searing August heat) starts at 2pm and we intend to leave at 8am; giving us an extra two hours to spare. I’ll of course update my gentle readers with the results — hopefully reporting back as a Raëlian.

Fingers-crossed!

[castleinthemist]

im saying this as someone who, multiple times, died in REmake because i chose to skip a save point to keep a supply of ink ribbons on hand, not knowing what could be coming up and balancing my resources with that (all part of the play for a survival horror though) - died losing at least 30mins to and hour of playtime and would just turn it off after that point, come back to it the next night or a few days later with better equipped knowledge of how to progress the area/to the next goal/key/whatever. I don't really like the way that can be framed by people as 'wasting your time' or whatever, it's like. Expected as part of the design if that makes sense, so I tend to see it as 'accumilating' 'resources' i.e' 'knowledge'

[toradorita]

my digital clock

i wish i could set my alarms

for 6, 7 or 8

like others do

wouldn’t that be nice?

instead i look every 30mins or so

and see bold, blue numbers

reminding me of

the nights i have spent without sleep

i toss and turn

and become one with my bed

in that i feel as if someone

or something were laying on me instead

i stand, sigh and walk downstairs

for the 179th time

and take the cranberries that are due to go bad

and count them before i consume them

i grimace at the sourness but i eat them all

because sourness tastes better

than the rivers of saltiness

that i end up licking from my lips when the clock hits 4

i lay and try to sing myself to sleep

but nothing works

i laugh at some videos

but then i look to the clock and realize an hour’s gone by

i try and close my eyes

yet all i see is glimpses of what happened a few years back

and i reprimand myself

for seeing if it would be any different this time when it never is

i look back to my clock and another hour has passed

and i picture myself sleeping and snoring

like the person in the other room is

soundly, simply, stealthily

i eat, eat and eat

hope, hope, hope

cry, cry, cry

and still, i to slumber do not yield

my digital clock has been on for 3 days and nights in a row

without charge, how ironic

i just sit and watch until day 4

and wonder when i will need to charge it again

i manage to sleep

i wake up a few moments later

it’s the afternoon

and the first thing i see is how life has not waited for me.

[priscila-runs]

No Week 7 log but as a recap, it was restful. Just nursing this hip flexor strain back to full health.

Started taking beet supplements which are yummy bc they taste like gushers without the goo inside. Got some actual beets too which I plan to turn into a juice or something.

This week I did a five mile tempo (1mile fast, 1mile at 60%) and my long run was actually in San Antonio as I was visiting my sis. Loved the Salado Greenway trail here, it gave me so much energy seeing all sorts of different people enjoying nature at the ass crack of dawn. Ran 13 miles at 9:07 pace! I was impressed.

Week 8 was incredibly I mean incredibly hot and with an unrelated deadline to meet, I took a few days off running, which was also perfect to give much needed healing time to my strained hip flexor. Things have worked out excellently.

Today is the end of week 8 and I’m feeling good. While the temps have been constantly near record breaking 110 degrees F (for that this week will forever live in my heart in infamy), today I expected it to be a little cooler bc the weather ppl said so. They were not wrong. I will take 98 degrees by noon as a total win.

This week’s (today’s) long run was one of several firsts.

I ran 15 miles. I don’t think I have ever run fifteen consecutive miles in my life before so I feel very proud of myself (my feet especially…man they look rough right now) to have accomplished this feat today. There were moments where I felt like I couldn’t finish but what put me back in the moment was a reminder I’ve adopted: “all that matters is me, here, now.”

It started off a challenge because I drank lots of water beforehand (idk I woke up thirsty). At mile 5 I ran past a mysterious but very much available porta potty. The missed opportunity made things feel mentally worse. Was I actually cramping or was I punishing myself for not using that portapotty? Fortunately for me, the nice cashier at a gas station half mile later let me use his “employees only” bathroom. Sweet, sweet relief. It was only a matter of time before the pee problem would catch up to me. Ppl talk about it all the time—“yup I had to relieve myself behind a tree once…” I’m glad it happened to me sooner than later in the training season because now I get to adjust and account for my timing so that I don’t lose precious minutes stepping off the course into a porta-potty on race day. Note: stop drinking fluids 2 hours before start to allow body time to flush.

Since I accidentally bought several gels with caffeine I decided to go ahead and try one of them. Much to my complete dismay, it caused a spur of jitters. I was briefly sad because there are five more in the pack and I don’t want them to go to waste. Maybe a running friend will take them. At least now I know what I don’t like.

I definitely ran past a man pooping on the sidewalk. I really wanted to help him somehow but all I could think to do was keep running.

—

Today’s long run was 15 miles at a 9:30min pace. I’ve been focusing heavily on upper body and core workouts and I believe it is what has helped me maintain this steady pace. However, this puts me at a 4hour marathon, so I need to zone in and focus on building SPEED. I signed up to run a 5K with a friend in a couple of weeks. Considering taking that as a challenge to run a sub 8 min pace.

[skyvinn]

New Place, New Challenges. Part 1: Wilsons Prom, 20km Hike

Have you hiked before, of course. Have you done 20km non-stop with incline for most part, not really. Did you know what you were in for, NO.

It’s the weekend, and the temperatures have dipped to its mid-twenties. Your alarm goes off at 6am. You groan and your hand tap dances over the bedside table searching for a silent disco. You eventually switch the alarm off, curl up with the phone in hand wanting to snooze. Then you hear your cousin’s alarm go off, and you slowly push yourself up and out of bed.

Yes it is 6am on a weekend and you plan to be on the road by 6.30am for it’s a long journey to Wilsons Prom. Think 3 hours to the entrance of the reserve.

The drive is uneventful, you groan at the roadworks putting the car at 40km/h for a good 30min. You fall asleep – always great not to be the driver. When you awake, its closer to 8.30am and you are almost at the destination. But first a quick toilet bread and breakfast at a pitstop.

Soon you enter Wilsons Prom (to be exact, Promontory). You have reached Victoria’s frontier and the relatively unscathed raw beauty of nature is before you. You soon head up a trail which reads 2.5km to Fairy Cove and 4km to the tip where cliff meets sea.  

Trek no. 1: Hello Nature!

You think, that’s doable! You’ve done more. You jauntily set of taking lead and soon discover the unique sandy and rocky of walking in bush trails. It will be your first time on such hiking grounds – most of your experience being forest/jungle trails.

10 minutes in and you mention to your cousin and his girlfriend, that it is a good thing your aunt chose to not go. For the incline is not a joke. Less than 10 minutes later, you get dizzy, your breath unregulated and you call for a stop. For the first time, you end up crouching on the ground trying to regulate your out-of-whack breathing. Your cousin says we could turn back and you look at him in horror – ‘turn back! We aren’t even halfway there!’. Two factors to this – climbing up seems to have been hard on you since you caught covid, your fitness at an all time low and that’s saying something given you aren’t very fit to begin with. The 2nd factor – the steep incline on a very jaunty speed, such a rookie mistake.

You eventually catch your breath and the incline tapers. You enjoy the rest on a relatively easier trek. Such is the trail to Fairy Cove – difficulty goes from hard to easy.

As you go up higher into the hills, you the ground starts turning rocky, the plants more desert-like. You see some dried out, some lush and green, some remnants after a bush fire. In some spots you think the fire to be a controlled one to prevent further spreads for it seemed to clinical the burns.

You come across the beautiful view of the coast when you climb high enough and you are greeted by boulders with facial features, they remind you of easter island. Some plants you recognise from you educational trip to Gardens by the Bay, others you don’t.

Eventually the trail splits and a marker points right for Fairy Cove – you hear the laughter of children by the bay and you think, we must be near. The marker says 1km to Fairy Cove. You look at your Fitbit, you have already covered more than 3km…What a lie those markers have!!!! You swear the markers meant perpendicular distance, the shortest and impossible route to Fairy Cove…

Your aim however is the tip of the cliff, and so you soldier on with your two walking buddies. It plateaus a little and so the walk is easier, you chit-chat, drink and, greet other walkers.  In this semi-zoned out state, you cousin suddenly exclaims and raises his hand out to stop you.

Upfront, slithers a pretty decent sized brown snake. It heads towards you in smooth wave-like motion. FYI brown snakes are poisonous. You keep calm, back off and turn back. The trip to the tip to catch amazing views culled by a very lively brown snake, your first true animal sighting on this trek. Do you have pictures? Hell no! you believe in Keep Calm and Move on not Keep Ridiculously Calm and Take Pictures.

On your way back you see more people. You kindly warn them of the brown snake and move on. The groups you see are true to Australia’s eclecticism. Some in hiking gear, others showing off their amazing abs in gym clothes, and more uniquely two in slippers, shorts, tank tops and drinking beer.

You eventually reach the crazy incline portion (going down is always easier) and you happily knock into the very same tree you hit on the way up. Worse part, both times you ducked your head, both times you didn’t duck low enough…Such an embarrassing scene is capture by a group heading up. They are panting, sweating and looking ready to call it quits, so lucky for you they did not care to note of your ‘knock into tree’ moment. Instead, a girl asks you while panting, how much further is it.

You: mmm, *looks at Fitbit distance counter* it’s about 7km more, to and fro from here.

She: 7km!!! *looks ahead and despairs*

You: it gets better once you get past this point, all the best with your walk!

Later, you laugh with your cousin and ask, ‘do you think she will make it to Fairy Cove?’.

Trek no. 2: Hello IG worthy View

You move on to a famous viewpoint – Mount Oberon. For you Mt. Oberon is a fun name, it reminds you of the game Avalon and the ‘Oberon’ amongst your friends. Indeed Oberon is deceptive without knowing it. A 4km walk (accurate this time), it brings you on a constant but doable incline upwards. That it is till the last 0.5km or so. You been going on a constant spiral motion upwards when suddenly the trees give way to an open space up top. Then you look up. Yes, there are now stairs to get to the ‘top-top’.

Is it hard? Not exactly, most can do it. You dare say, even your parents getting on their years could, if they took it slow. Just maybe not those with difficulty walking, which makes you wonder with the way the trails are done at Wilson Prom, who will ever use the ‘wheelchair friendly’ parking lots?

Unfortunately, the trio of healthy of a young enough age, trekked upwards with heavy legs. As easy as described, it really isn’t a walk in the park after doing 7km of tough trekking. To the aches are coming at you as you plod on.

The view, before the top is nothing amazing. Boring to be the best descriptor. It reminds you of running around the track, the only thing keeping it fun is the conversations between the three. For example, talking about a lost hat being Ed Sheeren’s lol.

You eventually make it to the top, and all of a sudden it goes from warm to COLD. The gust of winds so strong, your hat floats up and thankfully you catch it before it floats away…

Trek no. 3: Hello kangaroos! Wallabies! Animals! Eh no hello bushland…

Finally, you stop at a place known for animal sightings. Your cousin came up before and said they were everywhere! Except they weren’t. You go off the beaten path, walk right through bushes. But all you see is the vast plains of bushland and dried animal droppings. Clearly, the past few days of near 40C heat had scared them into hiding or killed them as your cousin morbidly guesses. You choose to believe in the former, just hiding from PLAIN sight. Cos its FLAT and practically bare. Where could they hide? So animal sighting (ignoring the crows) – 1 Brown Snake. Animal count – pathetic. Animal sighting excitement – heart racing 150bpm inducing brown snake. Worth it? Of course!

Trek no. 4: the last bits that gave you the nice total of 20km

It is called walk back to the car and have your cousin drive 3+ hours back home. By the time you return from the daytrip, the summer sun had well-set and its hitting 9.30pm. You do a quick wash-up and head to bed. That night, you slept well.

[wojan2022]

My Daily Life #1

So this is my 1st ever blog & I don't know the protocols to blogging so I'm just gonna go full freestyle on this one.

So yesterday I had a night to remember & that's cos I made a 6x Profit in sports betting(Sorry to disappoint haha) in the last kick of the game. I was soo hyped up that I couldn't sleep till 4am last night.

Moving on to today, I woke up at around 10:30am to the sound of my phone ringing & it was a friend of mine that called me up. So we talked about some college stuff & I also told him about yesterday night and he simply congratulated me on the winnings. I finally got out of bed after 30mins of using my phone in bed & had some breakfast which had scrambled eggs & boiled Yam with rice. (So for breakfast we usually eat rice with meat or vegetables & not the regular tea/coffee with other stuff). Oh and btw it was a lovely sunny weather with clear blue skies here in Nagaland today.

After I got done washing up and all, I wanted to order some food(Cos I made some money yesterday lol) & sort of treat myself, but after waiting for more than an hour, I didn't receive my order & I called the delivery guy. Turns out he had been calling me for the last 10-20mins but all the calls were seen as spam by my phone😑 & he left the place already for another delivery, but he was a good guy and promised to deliver later in the evening. At the end I complained for a refund & got both the Food+Refund at the end😂(Talk about Luck for a 2nd Day!)

My day was going really good till I saw my Dad drunk and in Bed all day. It just angers and breaks my heart to see him like this. I really want to talk to him about it but I always find it difficult to initiate this conversation. When he is himself, he is the best Father I could have ever asked for.

I HOPE THAT ONE DAY I CAN HAVE THAT TALK WITH HIM & WRITE IT DOWN HERE.

PEACE✌️

[ko-eko-ev-go-ms]

Me: *tries to lower my sleep debt and get some god damn good sleep for once*

Everyone and everything: No ❤️ :)