#and very hyped about said chair

[justanotherfanfolks]

[insanechayne]

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[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt XVI good omens season 2 (still not traumatic) episode 3 EDINBURGH

HELLO IT'S ME IT'S THE OFFICIAL GOOD OMENS MASCOT WHY DO I STILL KEEP INTRODUCING MYSELF IDK. If you don't know who I am, thank God and Satan for their mercy and flee. Also, the day after I post this, I'll be watching the last three episodes on livestream for the first time so. You know. I'm hyped on the energy of this being my last day not enveloped in tears. Take the summary:

Before the episode starts, someone asks why Crowley said in the last episode that Aziraphale couldn't fall because look at him, all angelic when Crowley looked the same as starmaker. I reply that "Crowley thinks he deserved it, he sees Azi as something beautiful and untouched while he probably sees himself as idk marked in some way so god kicked him down."

I am told that I am learning too fast to weaponise the narrative to induce angst. So then I say oh, I go too fast for you. Tears ensue.

The episode begins! Everyone shrieks about Edinburgh, David Tennant, how it is their favourite episode, and SCOTTISH CROWLEY.

We open with lesbians being gay, and then Muriel enters as Inspector Constable! They are very sweet and very determined to do their job right, and they are adopted by Crowley and Aziraphale just like Jim.

Crowley sits on Aziraphale's chair's arm. The maggots all swoon.

Fine, I also swooned.

Aziraphale gaslight-gatekeep-girlboss-mansplain-manipulate-manwhores his way into getting Crowley to give him the Bentley keys (BOUNDARIES. BOUNDARIES.).

WHAT PLENTY OF USE DO BOTH OF YOU GET OUT OF THE BOOKSHOP?

The really ineffable plan is whatever the fuck was happening in Aziraphale's brain when he somehow went from London to Edinburgh via Loch Ness (check the map) and then proceeded to disguise himself as a detective who pretends to be a journalist.

Crowley slays in sleeve garters and a cardigan keeping house in the bookshop meanwhile, does not sell books, instead cleans with Jimbriel and periodically yeets book stacks into corners when distracted.

Aziraphale reads his old diary entries about Crowley, a (6000+) 13 year old with a crush.

MINISODE MINISODE. They are in Edinburgh during the mid 1800s. Victorian outfits, check. Scottish Crowley, check. Capitalist Karen Aziraphale, che-wait what.

Huh. Well. There's a wee bit of body snatchin' going on, to sell to doctors for medical research because there aren't enough murderers, and to make enough money to survive.

Aziraphale channels his inner capitalist judgemental Karen and ruins that plan, come on Aziraphale you have religious trauma but you're better than this, and long story short, Wee Morag dies after Aziraphale realises his error, her friend Elspeth has to sell her corpse for pennies, and is about to commit suicide with laudanum. Azi, oh god. I'm glad you underwent character development at least.

NOW CROWLEY HERE SLAYS. I KNOW THIS IS AZIRAPHALE'S PERSPECTIVE AND IS BIASED. BUT WITH THIS POV, CROWLEY SLAYS.

He calmly educates Aziraphale about how his whole "the poor have more opportunities and you shouldn't give them money or they'll lose the virtue of poverty" is absolute bullshit, and he does this understanding Aziraphale's situation and not losing his temper.

The framing. The framing of the shot when they see Wee Morag and Elspeth sitting down on a step and explaining their situation. Aziraphale stands above, bustling with righteousness, and judges them. Crowley sits down. He sits down next to them, rather than taking the high ground. He meets them where they are and empathises. It is the fact that he is fallen and damned that makes him behave really divine and sorry I wrote a whole hymn on him have it I'll stop rambling just know I love him.

I think his amusement is a facade so hell won't think he's genuinely being good. I think he's morally grey and incredibly brave and kind.

When Elspeth is bouta kill herself with the laudanum, Crowley grabs it and drinks it himself, and grows tiny and then huge, absolutely high off his head. David Tennant takes the opportunity to travel Scotland from east to west in terms of accent variety.

He gives us the good message of NO DYIN'. NO MORE DYIN'. IT'S NOT ON. And then forces Aziraphale (who doesn't want to ruin her virtuous poverty) to give the girl all the guineas he has in his pocket, and tells her to go off and start a farm or something. BUT NOT JUST PRETENDY GOOD, BE PROPERLY GOOD.

He then gets pulled into hell. To be punished for this. Aziraphale is frightened and heartbroken for him, looking around desperately, and we find out that Crowley didn't meet him for a while after. And later he wanted holy water. To protect himself? He got punished by hell. For how long? The whole month in between the incident and the diary entry? There can't be anyone better at punishment and cruelty than hell.

Sorry I'm just screaming here.

Never mind fuck I started this summary really happy and bouncy and listening to a dance playlist. Dionysus by BTS and Italian pop is still playing and now I'm crying.

Is this the natural progression. Fuck I'm crying. Sorry guys something else happens with Aziraphale politely talking to a phone and Crowley smiling really beautifully while unsuccessfully trying to manipulate two lesbians into a relationship and something about a visit I don't care everyone's being morally dubious as usual and then lovely Scottish music outro I CAN'T FUCKING ELABORATE I'M SITTING HERE CRYING OVER CROWLEY.

right summary done, time to go sob, lmao i thought i wouldn't cry today over good omens HAHAHAHA still not traumatic eh HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[norrizzandpia]

Could you please write something about lando and some sort of enemies thing? even just a blurb, i just need lando fucking the sassiness out of someone.

Ok so i loved this but it isnt smut and its very angsty and i kinda just took the idea and ran with it

IM SO SORRY IF THIS ISNT WHAT YOU WANTED PLZ FORGIVE ME 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Enemies To Lovers, Ya Know? (LN4)

Summary: They’ve always hated each other. Always. Right?

Warnings: language, lando being highkey toxic but we can just ignore that!, im sorry i dont know if i like this plz let me know if its shit in the comments 🤞🏻, gender stereotyping? Im not sure the term lmk 💗

Note: SHES A LONG ONE SO GRAB THAT POPCORN also very cutesy and fluffy ones are on the way in apology for this

It wasn’t a secret to the fans, media, or the entirety of the grid.

Lando and Y/n hated each other.

No one was quite sure when it started or how it happened, but it was clear that the two couldn’t stand each other. Through menacing glares and snide comments, both of them showed how much loathing really went on behind the scenes. It didn’t help that they were teammates, both of them driving for the beautiful papaya, as it brought on horrible reviews and narratives. Continuously making McLaren look reckless, Lando and Y/n had gotten countless amounts of scoldings from the PR team, the employees pleading with them to stop the games and just get along, but, for some reason, they never could.

Y/n hated the sight of his face and the sound of his voice, and Lando…

Well, Lando didn’t exactly know why he hated her. She had never done anything to him, in fact, she had been so sweet to him the first time they met he had been convinced he was going to fall in love with her, but, over time, the anticipation of his inevitable love for her transformed into pure annoyance at her presence.

“Can you please stop breathing so loud?” Her voice broke through his thoughts as they waited for their next interview.

Rolling his eyes, Lando set his gaze on her, “Are you asking me to stop breathing?”

“No, I’m asking you to stop doing it so loud.” She countered.

Usually, he wouldn’t comment on someone’s bad behavior, but she made him so aggravated that he couldn’t help but look her in the eyes and say, “No.”

His sickly sweet smile made her fist twitch at her side as she got up from her chair and gathered her things, “God, you never stop, do you?”

He laughed as she left, “Not for you.”

—

“How do you guys even coexist let alone be teammates?” Daniel asked Y/n as they sat and ate lunch in Alpine Hospitality.

She shrugged, “I don’t know.”

He sat back, his fork falling to the side of his salad as he stared at her intently, “Would this have anything to do with that conversation you had with me when you first started racing for McLaren?”

Her head lulled against the table as she groaned, “Daniel, I’m so sick of you bringing that up. I was just hyped up with excitement over being the first girl to race in F1. What I said to you then was the product of delusion and a charming smile.”

His head tilted, “Mhm, sure. So, when you said you loved him, that was fabricated too?”

Her heart sped up and her cheeks burned at the inference, “Yes. You can’t love someone within a few months of knowing them.”

His eyes told her he knew exactly the kind of war that was going on in her head, “Y/n, it’s okay to love someone. It’s okay to put yourself out there.”

She saw the way his hand reached for hers lying on the table, but she pulled it back to dodge his digits trying to comfort her, “Well, it’s a good thing I don’t love him then.”

His mischievous smile haunted her, “I didn’t say his name, Y/n. All I said was it’s okay to love someone. I never said ‘Lando’”.

—

“So, your rivalry is one of the main things you two are known for on the track. How has this affected your relationship off the track? What I mean to ask is does the distaste come from what’s going on on track or just a wavelength you two can’t catch?” The reporter asked, his eyes searching for real answers in the PR-trained athletes.

Y/n opened her mouth to answer, the planned words ready to fly off her tongue, but Lando’s scoffing and interruption stopped her, “There isn’t a rivalry on track. If you know what I mean.”

The reporter’s eyebrows shot up, the opportunity for a juicy story right in front of him, “Are you saying Y/n doesn’t compare to your level of driving skills?”

Even though she hated him and expected nothing but the worst, she was still surprised when he didn’t hesitate to nod, “Well, she hasn’t been in Formula 1 for as long as I have. I have more experience and, therefore, I’m a better driver.”

His lack of humbleness had her blood boiling, “You’re answering this question as if I’m not sitting right here.”

All the men in the room turned at her voice, seemingly realizing she was sitting up there just like he was. The obliviousness to her presence wasn’t something she wasn’t familiar with, it happening on a daily basis, but that didn’t stop the sinking feeling from setting in.

“Do you have something to add?” The reporter shot out, his gaze flipping from both drivers.

She turned her head, glancing at Lando, before continuing, “I think it’s inappropriate for you to ask about Lando and I’s relationship. That’s something between him and I, not anyone else, and I think Lando’s answer is arrogant and inappropriate as well seeing as I’m actually ahead of him in the Constructer’s Championship.”

Each of the men addressed in her statement went to defend themselves, but she put up her hands, “I’m not done. As a woman in this sport, you have to be able to set boundaries with the people around you, especially teammates,” She glared at Lando, “It is clear you were and are trying to start something by your question and Lando may be too naive to see it, but I do not appreciate it. Next question.”

The room was silent before another reporter stood up, a woman this time, and asked her own question. A good, informative one that had Y/n smiling at her in gratefulness.

She answered it with ease even with Lando’s death stare drilling into her side.

—

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL!” He screamed as soon as they were alone. She knew it was coming. He had given her rude looks all throughout the panel ever since she shut him and that reporter down.

Looking at him like he had grown two heads, Y/n waved her arms around, “What did you want me to do, Lando? Let you talk shit on me while I was right there?”

His annoyed groan echoed throughout the room as he took a moment to reel himself in before looking at her like she could die and he wouldn’t care, “I wasn’t talking shit and you know it. All you did was take an opportunity to make me look stupid in front of people who control my reputation.”

“Oh, wow I didn’t know that, Lan! Thanks for clearing it up!” She said sarcastically.

His finger came to point at her, “I worked so hard to get where I am, I love my job, and yet you make me question leaving every single day.”

Her eyebrows furrowed, “Worked hard? Are you kidding me, Lando? Your daddy paid for your way in here and we both know it.”

That seemed to strike a nerve as his face heated up in anger before he hit the wall in a sheer mask of rage, “WHERE DO YOU GET OFF, BITCH?”

Her eyes closed and she inhaled a slow breath before saying, “Is bitch all you have? Really?”

He stalked towards her quickly, his frame towering over hers as he stared her down, “I have so much more, but, for the sake of your feelings, I won’t do that to you.”

She laughed with a dry, short sound, “Try me.”

His eyebrows lifted, “Really?”

“Go right ahead.”

Those three words seemingly ruined her life as Lando went into a full-fledged monologue about why he hated her with every cell in his body, “I think it’s crazy the amount of ego you have because all you really are is a PR stunt, so McLaren looks good. Why do you think they would sign a 20-year-old girl who can’t drive for shit? It’s because you’re a girl, Y/n. Your whole message about this industry needing to stop using women as pawns is bullshit. You wanna know why? It’s because you’re the epitome of that with the way you were only signed and you were only ever going to be signed because of your gender and the things it could do for our image. Do you understand me? You don’t mean shit to this team.”

It was as if he had pulled her greatest fears from the depths of her body and presented them in front of her, confirming them. Her eyes watered and her hands shook. Not from anger, but from the crushing reality that Lando never cared about her. From their early days when she thought he was flirting with her and that the jacket he draped over her shoulders when it was cold meant something more to now, where he was yelling at her and tearing her down piece by piece, she didn’t recognize him.

No amount of time spent in bed trying to understand what she had done to him to make him hate her in the way he did would never be enough to conjure up some form of an explanation.

She would have to live with the fact that the man she loved hated her more than anything else in the world. That he could see her lying wounded on the street and he would swerve his car to injure her more.

Somewhere in the span of her thinking, she had begun to cry. The soft, wet tears slowly made their way down her face as if to tease Lando and the mistake he had just made. The meaningless words dawned on him too late as Y/n roughly turned away from him and made her way to the door, slamming it shut and being as loud as she could be.

The knowing faces she saw as she ran out of the hospitality told her that their yelling had been heard by everyone. Something which made her skin crawl and stomach churn at the thought of.

Her head throbbed as one idea bounced around its walls.

Her time at McLaren was effectively over.

—

Whispering increased as Lando made his way through the doors of McLaren’s Headquarters. He had been called for an impromptu meeting with Charlotte and Zak, a pairing that scared him shitless.

His footsteps halted when her short bob caught his eye outside of Zak’s office, “Hey, is everything okay?”

Her panicked gaze met him and she aggressively grabbed the sleeve of his sweatshirt and pulled him into the room, Zak already standing there in wait, “What did you do?”

His hard tone made Lando rethink his entire life, “What do you mean?”

Charlotte hit his chest, “Don’t be stupid, Lando. What did you say to her?”

He shook his head, “I seriously have no clue what you two are talking about.”

Zak yelled in annoyance, “Did you not check your phone? Your teammate’s just resigned because, and I quote, ‘it wasn’t the right fit’. Lando, what did you say to her?”

The air in the room disappeared as Lando’s eyes narrowed, “She what?”

He couldn’t think, all he could do was slowly slide down to sit in the chair behind him as his legs gave out under him.

“She quit, Lando,” Charlotte repeated.

“Lando, if you don’t tell us what you said to her right now, you won’t be the only driver out of a seat.” Zak threatened.

He put his head in his hands as he mumbled, “I told her she was only here because we wanted to sign a woman for good PR.”

A creepy, deafening silence fell upon the room as Zak and Charlotte gazed at each other. The two of them were finally at their wits end with the two driver’s misplaced dislike for each other.

Charlotte cleared her throat, “What?”

“I told her she was only here becaus-” He began to repeat, but she interrupted him.

“I heard you.”

At that, Zak leaned forward on his desk, his intimidating stance making Lando straighten up, “You better go to her and apologize for what you said. Lando, if she doesn’t come back here tomorrow asking for her seat back, I will personally ensure that your next years with us are pure hell. If you just drove one of the best drivers we have ever seen out because you couldn’t man up enough to tell her you love her and instead created this narrative where you hated her, I will ruin your career. I don’t care what kind of relationship we have built over the time you’ve been with us.”

Charlotte rested her hand on his shoulder, “Where’d you even get the idea that that was why we signed her?”

He shook his head, “Nowhere! I just wanted to hit her where it hurt because that’s what she did to me. I know we didn’t sign her on for that reason and I know the kind of talent she has! I don’t know why I did that! I-” He looked at them helplessly, “I’m sorry.”

“Save it for her,” Charlotte said sternly as she gestured for him to leave.

It didn’t take his body any moment longer to leap from his chair and go into autopilot, speeding to her apartment. There had been a few car crash scares on the way there, but he, ultimately, made it to her place with just a shaken feeling.

His hand wrapped against the wooden door, praying she would answer. The sound of her footsteps sounded from behind the door as the lock clicked and it squeezed open.

“What are you doing here? You got what you wanted. I left McLaren.” She said quietly and it was then that Lando realized how exhausted she was of their ongoing feud.

“Y/n, I never wanted that.” He said softly as he rested against the edge of her door, looking down at her adoringly.

His quiet words seemed to aggravate her as she swung the door open and yelled, “THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT? I WENT QUIET WHEN YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE ANNOYED WITH HOW MUCH I SPOKE OUT, I STOPPED MAKING JOKES WHEN YOU TOLD ME I WASN’T FUNNY, AND I LEFT WHEN YOU TOLD ME I DIDN’T HAVE A REAL PLACE ON THE TEAM. WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?”

He couldn’t help the way his heart sunk at the hell he had put her through.

All because he couldn’t be honest with himself.

“I want you.” He whispered, looking in her eyes like it would help her understand.

However, it didn’t and she scoffed, “Oh, so you hated me yesterday, but you want me today? Real mature, Lando. How about you leave me alone, okay? I can’t take your mood swings anymore.”

The door began to close on him, but he stopped it with his hand. Pushing it open and stepping into her apartment, he forced her to hear him, “I never hated you. Never. I know it seemed like it and the things I said to you yesterday were absolutely disgusting. I don’t blame you for being confused about why I’m telling you this now with the way I have treated you over the time we’ve been teammates. But, and just listen to me here, I never hated you. I hated the way you made me feel. I hated the fact that I loved you more than I ever could’ve loved Luisinha, I hated the way you made me want to give up a Grand Prix just so you could win it and feel happy, and I hate the way you’re right there yet I can’t have you.”

Her resolve cracked, he could tell, but she still held her ground, “You think you coming over here and telling me what I’ve been wanting to hear for years will erase what you said to me yesterday?”

His hands came to gently rest over her arms, trying so hard to show her how much she meant to him, “No, I don’t think that. I know what I said to you will always be something you think about, an insecurity that will never go away, and I hate myself for doing that to you. But, I would hate myself more if I let you walk away from F1 and McLaren thinking all you ever were was some ploy.”

She stared at him, clearly dodgy and untrusting of his words, but the look in his eyes, soft and pleading, told her that he had come here with good intentions.

Trying to stop herself from caving in, she looked away, “Okay, you’ve made your point. You can leave now.”

He shook his head, “No.”

Groaning, “Why? You told me what you wanted to and I believe you so what else is there?”

“You haven’t told me that you’re coming back to McLaren.” He said as he pulled her face back to look at him with his fingers.

“Why would I do that? How do I know this thing between us stops here?” She asked hesitantly.

“It won’t,” He began, his words causing her eyebrows to furrow, “It won’t because I still love you. I can’t make up for the things I said to you nor can I take them back, but what I can do is show you that I never meant any of it. If you come back, I’m telling you our hostile relationship won’t be hostile anymore, but I can’t promise I won’t work to get you to love me too.”

Her head fell down, so close to leaning into his chest, as she whispered, “I already do.”

He lightly nudged her head to rest against him as he softly said, “Well, that cuts down my workload by a lot.”

She chuckled, the sound reminding him that he might just be out of the woods, as she looked up at him, “And what if I gave you a chance?”

His smile reached his eyes, “I wouldn’t let you down.”

“Well, then maybe I’ll give you a chance.”

He kissed her forehead lightly before her tone shifted, “Is it true what you said yesterday? Did McLaren only sign me because it helped their image?”

He rapidly shook his head, “No, that was a stupid comment to make. That has never and will never be true. Your skill and talent speaks for itself, Y/n. Do you wonder why I get so defensive when someone talks about our ‘rivalry’? It’s because I know you’re better than me.”

“Don’t do that.” She said.

“Don’t do what?” He asked.

“Lie to me.”

He smiled at her, “Love, you said it yourself yesterday. You’re beating me in the Constructer’s Championship. If you look at our numbers side by side, it’s a fact you’re the better driver.”

Her mischievous smile greeted him, “I know. I just wanted you to say it out loud.”

Scoffing with a loving smile on his face, “Oh, you drive me crazy.”

She returned his smile, the look telling him she was in this with him for a long time, “Enemies to lovers, baby. Enemies to lovers.”

[brattyfork]

his girl

summary: chris’ gf convinces him to make fresh love skirts

warnings: hair pulling, face fucking (kinda) nothing super crazy :3 super long tho, you can skip to the hearts, that’s where the fun stuff starts :>

my boyfriends brand has really been taking off lately. he’s reaching people outside of his fans so he’s been trying to add more clothing types. i suggested he should make a tennis skirt, just a simple one with the logo on it. he loved this idea and started getting it in the works.

once chris got them in he surprised me with it, a short white tennis skirt with “FRESH LOVE” on the right side. it was cuter than i could’ve ever imagined. he said that since i came up with the idea he wanted me and some of my friends to be the models for it. i, of course, said yes and texted madi and some of my other girlfriends.

they all said yes so chris set up the shoot date and told us all when to be there. i told chris i’d meet him there with the girls. i wanted to pick up my ladies and get hyped up before.

i picked them up, listening to madi’s “badbitch” playlist the whole way. i texted chris that we were there and he was already out front to show us where to go. he led us into the studio that had a little leather loveseat and an arm chair, the set looked good. chris got pulled away for “business” stuff so the girls and i made out way to the dressing room area. it was super cool, like something out of a movie, there were a bunch of mirror with lights around them over vanities with cute stools in front of each one. one of the makeup artists saw us oogling the room and pulled us all in, introducing us to the three people that would be doing our hair and makeup. we all took seats while they got all their stuff set up and we got started.

chris had asked me before what kind of makeup i thought we should do. i told him something simple so we didn’t take away from the clothes. my artist put me in a light but pigmented blue eyeshadow, lowkey winged eyeliner, mascara, some clear lip gloss and a shit ton of glittery highlighter. i loved the way it looked. madi and the other girls had something similar, altered based on their face shape, skin tone and what outfit they’d be in. we decided simple curls would be best, everyone’s being a bit different due to their hair type but it looked better that way.

it was time to get dressed and i was psyched. even though i had seen the skirts, i hadn’t tried them on. my skirt was white with the blue “fresh” and “love” heart on the corner, it hugged my hips perfectly and was just long enough to cover me. my stylist and i decided it would go best with a blue and white striped sweater. the other girls had different logo variations on their skirts, madi had the little deer while my other friend wore one with the “F” and the heart by it. we had all brought our own simple silver jewelry to go with our outfits and we decided we needed a little something more. madi slipped on some below the knee socks that ended up being over the knee anyway and i had some white knitted leg warmers. chris had already picked out shoes for every outfit, all sneakers of course. we slipped them on and tied them, giggling and squealing about how hot we looked. we took some pictures in the mirrors before chris knocked on the door.

“yall decent in there?” he slowly opened the door, showing his hand over his eyes. i said yes and he uncovered his eyes.

“you guys look great, we ready?” he said to all of us but he didn’t take his eyes off mine. the girls all said yes, making their way out the door past chris. i was behind them all hoping to see chris for a moment. i walked up to him, he looked me up and down, starting at the hem of my skirt, going all the way up to my head before looking back at my shoes.

“one of your shoes is untied baby”

“oh shit” i said as i began to kneel down to tie them

“let me do it” he beat me to the floor, sitting on one knee. he tied my shoe in a very methodical and particular way, then looked up at me and it was like the butterflies in my stomach had been given crack. he pushed himself up off his knee and slinked his arm around my waist. leaning into me, he moved my hair out of the way of my neck so he could leave a wet open mouthed kiss on my neck below my ear.

“you look so fucking good” he whispered in that low sultry voice i love so much. he placed a short kiss back below my ear and pulled away, leaving me standing there, frozen. chris started walking, noticing that i wasn’t behind him, he stopped and looked back at me. he held his hand out for me to grab, innocently staring at me as if nothing had happened. we both knew what he was doing, i could play that game too.

we started the shoot with pictures of just us girls in cute poses that showed off the skirts. i made sure to keep eye contact with chris, every time i looked back at him his pupils had dilated so his eyes were almost completely black when we were done.

after we had gotten all the ones of the girls, the director waved chris over.

“okay we’re gonna do some with just chris and his girl” he stated loudly, hinting for the other girls to move off set. they were done for the day so they started collecting their things. chris and i did some basic shots, sitting next to each other on the couch with his arm around me before he got up and sat in the arm chair next to the couch. i looked at him confused.

“come sit on my lap” i gave him a look but he tapped his thigh beckoning me over. i walked over to him, thinking this would be the perfect time to tease him a bit. i got situated on one of his thighs and crossed my legs. i could feel his very obvious half boner beneath my hip, realizing why he wanted me to sit on his lap. we took quite a few pictures, altering the position slightly every other shot. everytime i moved on him i made sure to press whatever body part was convenient to the area, pulling soft groans from him while he gave me warning looks.

we had finished with the shoot but i wasn’t satisfied. i got up off his lap, a tiny whine coming from him at the loss of pressure. i pulled one of the rings from my fingers and “accidentally” dropped it in front of me.

“whoops” i said almost comically. i bent down to pick up the ring, my backside turned to him, giving him a full view of my light blue lady panties i had on underneath the skirt. i stood back up slowly and wiggled my hips a bit, essentially shaking my ass in his face. when i turned to face him his eyes were dark, the smallest ring of blue surrounding his pupils. he adjusted himself as subtly as he could before standing up and walking past me.

chris went to wrap up the business end of the shoot and i made my way back to the dressing room. i passed my friends who had called their boyfriends to pick them up, saying quick goodbyes. when i got to the dressing room, madi was on one of the little stools.

“hey do you need a ride home?”

“nah my moms gonna take me, she’s just finishing up with the photographers and stuff”

“oh okay”

“dude, chris has been looking at you like he wants to eat you all day”

i blushed a little, slightly embarrassed that she had noticed our behavior.

“yeah i might’ve teased him a bit, i might be fucked”

“yeah i should hope so” we laughed over my choice of words, continuing to talk before we heard laura speak behind us. she stood in the door way with chris next to her with the scariest smile i’ve ever seen on his face.

“ready madi?”

“yep” she got up and grabbed her bag. “good luck” she whispered to me.

“you guys good?” laura asked chris and i. i started to respond but he beat me to it.

“yeah we’re fine” he said, not breaking eye contact with me.

they said their goodbyes and chris watched them turn a corner before closing the door locking it behind him.

🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀

“you’ve been quite the tease today” he said while making his way over to the vanity i was sitting at. i stayed seated, too nervous to move.

once he was in front of me, he caressed my cheek, slowly moving his hand to the back of my neck.

“nothing to say now?” he taunted, tilting his head to the side. i opened my mouth slightly, trying to get any words out but i truly had nothing to say. he quickly moved his hand to the back of my neck, weaving his fingers into my hair before harshly pulling. my head flung backward, making me gasp louder than i would’ve liked.

“i asked you a fucking question slut”

“n-no daddy, just wanted to have a little fun”

“oh we’re gonna have a lot of fun” the knot in my stomach becoming tighter at his words. he moved his face closer, ghosting his lips against mine.

“are you gonna be good baby?”

“yes daddy, wanna make you feel good”

he finally connected our lips and tugged on my hair again, causing me to open my mouth just enough for him to slide his tongue in. his tongue ran over ever inch of my mouth, claiming it as his own.

“get on your knees sweet girl” he released my hair from his grip. i pouted at his order, the floor was basically concrete. his eyes didn’t soften though so i gave in, moving off my stool and kneeling on the cold hard floor in front of him. he moved his hand back to my cheek while undoing his belt and pants with the other hand.

“so pretty for me baby” he cooed, letting his cock spring up out of his boxers and slap his stomach. i looked up at him for permission and he nodded his head ever so slightly.

i licked my way up the underside of him, feeling every individual vein on my tongue before taking the tip into my mouth. i sucked on just the tip for a second while he watched me, neither of us breaking eye contact. i slowly took more of him into my mouth, making him let out a soft groan.

“fuck so good baby” i moaned at his praise, sending vibrations down his cock. this made him grab the top of my head by my hair and force himself down my throat, making me gag and struggle.

“i know baby, breathe through your nose… just like that, that’s my girl” i did as he said, breathing through my nose as calmly as i could. the second i got used to it, he began slowly fucking my mouth, his speed increasing with every thrust as he used me. at this point i was drooling and had tears running down my face, stained black from the makeup.

“i’m close baby” he warned me. i was trying to prepare myself for his load when he shot hot cum down my throat. i gagged before swallowing, keeping his gaze. i was catching my breath when he leaned down in front of me.

“what do you say sweetheart?”

“thank you daddy”

“good girl, i think you deserve a reward, don’t you?” i smiled and nodded frantically, making him chuckle.

he stood up, reaching his hands out for me to grab. he helped me up, making sure i was stable before taking his hands back to slip his shirt off. i stood staring at his torso, mesmerized by every inch of him. he smiled before grabbing at the hem of my sweater and pulling it off me.

“turn around, lean on the table” referring to the vanity behind me. i followed his orders, shuddering as i laid my stomach on the cold surface. i looked up to see him standing behind me via the mirror attached to the vanity, smirking.

he reached up under my skirt to grab my panties before dragging them down my legs. he left small kisses on the backs of my thighs and calves in his wake, causing the puddle in between my legs to grow. he ran one of his hands up the inside of my leg, making me whine louder as he got closer to where i needed him. he finally placed his hand over my pussy while bringing his other hand to unclasp my bra.

“so wet for me baby”

i whimpered at his words, “please daddy, need you”

he said nothing before slipping a finger into me at an agonizingly slow rate. i let out frustrated moans, desperate for more.

“use your words angel”

“more please, i need more” he slipped a second finger into me, giving into my pleas.

“fuck thank you daddy” he was thrusting his two fingers into me at the perfect pace, i could feel myself coming undone.

“daddy gonna cum, can i cum?” i babbled out.

“go ahead baby, cum all over my fingers”

i let go with his permission, my legs shaking from the pleasure. before i could fully come down from my high, i felt something prodding my entrance. i looked up into the mirror, meeting his gaze. he looked to me for consent, i nodded my head, not being able to stand another second without him inside me. he pushed into me, watching my face contort with pleasure, not once breaking eye contact.

chris wasted no time, instantly pounding into me at an insane pace, his hands squeezing my hips. the feeling overtook my body, forcing my head down on the table. he weaved his fingers through my hair to pull my head up roughly, forcing me to face the mirror.

“look at yourself while i’m fucking you”

i let out a high pitched squeal as he sped up his thrusts, i could feel myself nearing the edge.

“daddy fuck can i cum?”

“do you think you deserve to cum slut?”

“please daddy i’ve been so good”

“i think you should beg me”

i threw my dignity out the window, needing to cum more ever.

“please daddy please let me cum” he just stared at me, unconvinced.

“fuck- PLEASE”

“love when you beg me like a whore, go ahead, cum all over me” i let go before he could even finish his sentence.

“fuck i love when you cum on my cock, so fucking tight” he grunted out. his sharp thrusts became uncoordinated and sloppy.

i heard him let out a loud groan before i felt him release inside me, the feeling so incredible, so warm and full, i could stay there forever. he fucked into me slowly, riding out his high before leaning down to lay on my back.

i turned my head to him, “i think you should make panties next”

a/n: sorry this is so late and so fucking long holy shit. i’ve had this idea for like 2 weeks now but didn’t rly know how to execute it. i really like how it turned out, hope yall feel the same :3

[portgasdwrld]

Remember those og youtube challenges where beauty gurus had their s/os doing their makeup? Ok so maybe the crew were invited to some luxurious island or something and reader injured their arm prior to this event, so entrusted their beauty routine to the strawhats? I know nami & robin won’t let us down, but I’m so ready for the guys to mess us up. 💄 - 🩵

Hii love, how are you!!? Love the idea once again🫶🏻🫶🏻

📂Strawhats doing your make-up for an event

Luffy

He was so excited to learn about what make up was and how to help you with it!

He was listening to your explanation with big eyes and attentive ears

When it came to actually do it, he tried his best to focus, but it ended up looking goofy asf 💀

The eyebrows were overdrawn, the eyeshadow was not blended at all, the eyeliner wing was wonky

You looked like a fun experience of make up that’s for sure, a kid drawing at best

You didn’t want to hurt his feeling telling him it looked bad, so you said it was fine

He left satisfied proud of himself

It looked better done by you even with your handicap 😭

He tried tho 😭🫶🏻

Usopp

He was hella confident, saying he knew some skills from Kaya, so he totallyyyy got it.

The moment he got his hand on your make-up your brushes, he totally freaked out and didn’t know where to start. He forgot everything she taught him.

He admitted he was lost with embarrassment, but instantly relaxed when you chuckled reassuring him and helped him through it.

He actually really did a great job. Well expected from the artist and snipper of the crew, his abilities for details didn’t disappoint.

You ask him to help you from now on, when you’re having a bad make-up day🚶🏻‍♀️

Zoro

Man was lost lost. He glared at you like “why the fuck are you asking me?”

He said no and walked away, but you whined telling him the others were busy getting ready and he was already done so it was the least he could do.

He stayed firm on his position, but only agreed when you brought up, you could bribe Nami into reducing his debts towards her.

Kinda worked?

He did a horrible job :/

We love you Zoro but make up isn’t quite for you😔

Sanji

He was sooooo down for it. He was smiling so hard and was lowkey dreaming about being able to help you with your make-up routine.

When you asked, he accepted immediately, even cutting you off mid-sentence

He was already on his way to prepare some snacks for you while he helps you out.

He was listening to you very carefully, not wanting to miss out on any of your indications and ruin it.

He was so good and gentle with it?? He was blushing like crazy, being so close to your face, but he got the job done.

He would softly ask you if this was alright and if you liked it. Always asking for feedback so it’s at your liking. Never felt annoyed when you asked to redo something. He was so nice and cool about it which made the experience so enjoyable.

You loved it sm & gave him a big hug that got him on a good mood for the rest of the day☹️💕

Nami

When you asked her, she totally understood on the spot and sat you on a chair close to her.

Before she started, she asked you what was your vision and what you wanted basically.

She gave you advice on what would look best on your facial features, and what would go along with your outfit.

It felt like a professional session, she super focused

Y'all spoke about fashion the whole time and she was so enthusiastic and hyped about the whole thing

She gossiped about who could possibly be there at the event and if there was gonna be anything worth doing, stealing

the end result was so good, it was even better than you imagined it

10/10 would recommend again

Robin

She nodded and asked you to sit somewhere

After she got a general idea of what you wanted she started to work on your make-up at first silently, trying to build the base

As she saw time was running out, she used her devil fruit power to make it quicker and do both side at the same time.

You made a joke about her power being useful and she chuckled before agreeing

she started to speak about her DF and how as she grew up, she kept finding uses to it

It was really a nice and almost healing time

Robin felt like an older sister doing your make up as Nami had more of that best friend vibe

She even fixed your hair to make sure your look was completed and proposed you look through her accessories if you wanted

love her !!!

[woniverse-writes]

"Moth to a Flame (part 1.5)"

Bada Lee x Reader

part 1 ⟵ part 1.5 ⟶ part 2

series masterlist

summary: all teams react to the first episode of street woman fighter season 2

word count: 1.7k

warnings: surprisingly no swearing lol, uhhhm I don't think there are actually any warnings for this chapter, not proofread

The members of Jam Republic settle in on the couches and chairs of the dance studio lounge room surrounded by staff as they get ready to watch the premier of Street Woman Fighter Season 2. Kirsten already has her phone out and ready, Latrice is on face time with her brother, and Ling is taking pictures of the three youngest members as they pose and mess around. The camera crew is doing some last-minute sound and lighting checks, even though this would just be some extra reaction content posted on the choom’s YouTube channel. 

A few miles away was team Bebe, were all cuddled up together on their couch in the Just Jerk studio lounge. They were waiting for Tatter and Minah to arrive, seeing as they were both in a class at the moment, but both were supposed to get there right as the show would be starting. They were offered some energy drinks while waiting, which the team gladly took.

Once the show started playing everyone was screaming and cheering in excitement, all phones having pulled out to record the introduction. After getting past the initial shock of seeing themselves on TV, the girls returned to their seats and got comfortable again. The team introductions and reactions were shown first leaving some laughing in annoyance at the reminder of the comments, while others stressed out about the things they had said only for the sake of the competition.

When Jam Republic came on the screen an uproar in almost every single team space occurred. They all restated their previous positive opinions of the team- like how Kirsten was well-known, Audrey had the face of an angel, and y/n was a princess. But they also brought up y/n’s initial anger issues. They all remember how scary she seemed back then, and now they all laugh at it because while it is still scary, she’s very cute. The editors put scary music over her at first when she started glaring, but then cut to her pouting a few minutes later and put a kitten meow over it, which caused y/n to roll her eyes and giggle while all of her teammates burst out laughing. The reactions of other teams were quite similar with them all dying laughing as well and calling her cute.

“Our baby” Tatter cooed making grabby hands at the screen, causing everyone else to tether giggle or chime in. Bada surprisingly didn’t really say much, she just smiled and giggled, looking extremely in love

They show Bada and redy’s battle and jam republic is reliving their emotions that occurred a few months prior when the show was shot. y/n giggles and leans on her hand hiding behind it as she rewatches the scene. she smiles shyly at the older girl’s moves, reacting much more tamed this time compared to her original reaction. Said reaction was aired immediately after the battle ended, including the part where Kirsten pointed out her intense blush which caused her and all her teammates to laugh, y/n somewhat lowering her head and laughing softly in embarrassment. they also happened to air what was said shortly after when y/n said “The way she got up in Redy’s face- UGH I WOULD’VE DIED” causing y/n’s eyes to widen briefly before she immediately buried her face in her hands as the rest of jam republic died of laughter

Team Bebe’s reaction to the battle was as usual- hyping Bada up and laughing over the drama, but they were definitely more interested in the reactions, especially y/n’s. When the screen panned to the small girl with her hand on her forehead as she stood in a daze, the blue team instantly burst out laughing, including Bada who had no idea this was how y/n had been reacting to her. Then as they heard her say she would’ve died if Bada got in her face as she did with redy, Bada hid behind her hands and smiled embarrassedly as her teammates ‘ooh’ed and teased her

“With that logic, I can’t believe she’s still alive…” Lusher mumbled but everyone heard it, causing another uproar of jeers and claps from the team

“I can’t believe I didn’t listen to you back then” Bada muttered still hiding behind her hands as she glanced over to Lusher, who just smirked and shrugged her shoulders. Shortly after that the battle between y/n and Lusher comes on and the editing overdramatizes the whole thing making it seem like y/n was going to pick Bada by adding long pauses and cuts in between her words.

Everyone thought your interaction beforehand with Lusher was cute, as you shook hands and wished each other good luck- seeing as your reaction was that of a slightly breathless fangirl who just met her celebrity crush. Other teams giggled and cooed at your bright smile and wide eyes

“y/n just looks so happy to be there-” Lia Kim said with an endeared smile and the rest of her team agreed all sharing a similar reaction. Bebe is hyping Lusher up even as they rewatch the battle that already occurred, loving how fired up she had gotten during it- It showed the part where she ruffled y/n’s hair before the switch and everyone freaked out

“I hope you know I really thought about killing you for a hot second in that moment…” Bada joked with Lusher who chuckled and nodded her head

“I did it more so to provoke you than her” the younger girl responded causing her leader to scoff and roll her eyes while letting out a sarcastic ‘of course’- but when y/n started dancing lusher was the first to get even more hyped

“YEEEAH THAT’S MY BABY GIRL” the girl was hyping up her then-opponent, now-friend, as if she weren’t the one in a battle against her. Her team laughed at her antics before they all began excitedly chattering about how amazing of a battle it was, and how y/n’s power and personality were showcased perfectly. And just like y/n’s reaction was aired, Bada’s gay panic sent every single member of every team into an uncontrollable fit of laughter when it was shown immediately following y/n’s ‘razzi shots’ move

“Oh my god, I’m crying- that was the funniest thing ever” Redlic wiped tears from her eyes, still trying to calm her laughter.

“I never thought I’d see Bada react like that” Mina Myoung stated, amused and lowkey satisfied by the usually cool leader’s anything-but-cool reaction.

“We’re usually the ones reacting to Bada like that, so it’s definitely refreshing seeing that she really is just like us-” “and toward y/n, which is absolutely justifiable” the two biggest y/n supporters- Redy and Harimu- conversed aloud. Of course, other teams’ reactions were shown to her dancing, but the editing specifically highlighted Bada fumbling to pull herself together as y/n sexily finished her half of the battle. Just like everyone else, team Bebe was laughing hysterically- all except their dear leader of course, who was now curled into a ball on the couch, covering her head with her arms as she hid behind Lusher and screamed in denial

“I CAN’T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY REACTED LIKE THAT” Bada screamed into Lusher’s shoulder as her members only laughed harder at her muffled stress

“I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY ACTUALLY AIRED IT” Minah responded practically crying with how hard she was cackling. When Jam Republic saw it they all freaked out as well but screamed and shook y/n around as she sat shell-shocked in her spot in between Audrey and Emma on the couch. y/n’s eyes were as wide as possible as her jaw practically lay on the floor. They ended up having to pause the episode because even the older members couldn’t bring themselves to calm down. y/n sat completely zoned out for the next seven-ish minutes, trying to calm down her heated face. While Bada was also zoned out for a while, it was because she was having an internal mental breakdown.

The episode ended right as Lia Kim and Mina Myoung were about to battle, leaving the audience in suspense as they wouldn’t be airing it until the following week, which left everyone annoyed but excited for the next episode. After it ended, everyone debriefed for a few moments but they were mostly talking about the connections. The teams discussed how there was a lot of history between certain contestants- like Mina Myoung and Lia Kim, Bada and Redy, and then Harimu and Redlic. After talking about the old relationships, they all somehow managed to have similar conversations about building new connections with other dancers

“I was surprised at how reactive Bada was, especially towards y/n…” Mina Myoung snickered, still grinning away at the thought of Bada losing her composure.

“Yeah but everyone was reactive toward y/n-” Gooseul commented in reaction, but was immediately cut off 

“Right, but Bada is usually pretty chill and reserved… her reactions to that girl were anything but reserved” They all laughed and agreed

In the Jam Republic space, all the members were doing the same as every other team by debriefing.

“I think we got a pretty positive reaction out of them!” Kirsten happily noted with a lifted tone of voice

“We definitely proved them wrong, especially with our secret weapons-” Emma moved to ruffle Audrey's hair while squeezing y/n, causing the two youngest to complain but the older members to chuckle.

“I guess they did really like us, huh y/n?” Audrey smugly observed and prompted the other to respond

“Hm, it sure seemed like it.” the youngest chuckled with raised eyebrows, still slightly in shock by how much cooler she looked on TV- loving how she could see everyone’s reaction and hear their comments. It really boosted her ego when she realized that was Bada’s first impression of her… they had known each other for a while now, so it was pretty normal for her to see the older girl have similar reactions to the ones she did in the episode- but it didn’t hit y/n right away that this was all months ago before the two girls really knew each other. They had been through a lot since then and were still recovering from some of it, but y/n and Bada definitely had a better understanding of each other now.

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[fenikorg-talks]

Alastor couldn't believe that Husker of all people had convinced him to do this.

He really didn't want to do this, but apparently, there was "no one available to do the job". What a lie. Literally, anyone in this goddamn city would have been able to do this if it wasn't because the damn tv was nowhere to be seen. Valentino had a rage sprout during the blackout and Velvette was getting him distracted before he actually hurt Vox in the process. What a bunch of losers. Who in their right mind let those three take control of the city while he was away? Lucifer wasn't doing a good job, it seems. Well, who was he to judge.

While walking in the dark streets he encountered all kind of sinners. The kind that took advantage of the darkness and the kind that panicked about it. Some of them were upset of having no signal. That's what happens when you put all your trust in an unstable individual. Charlie had told him to get to Vox's tower as fast as possible, but a little time spent in the darkness wouldn't be too bad for their health. Their brains had already rott with those screens, they should touch some grass.

Vox's tower was defended with all its artifacts and armaments, so Alastor opted to use his shadows to get into the building. Inside it was as dark as his shadows. Alastor followed the halls that he remembered leading to Vox's office. It was exactly where it was seven years ago, and when he managed to get in, it was the same as before, but a little more full of monitors. Vox's sharks and some sparks from the cables were the only sources of light. Alastor walked to Vox's motionless body, resting in his chair. He would never admit that he got the goosebumps, but he saw how the cables were still pressed against Vox's TV head, and that something was twitching in the monitors.

"Vox", he tried to call his old pal, but there was no verbal answer. Instead, one monitor glitched and, with the screen still dark, one single little red light turn on. He was listening. Good. Alastor remembered when this kind of thing used to happen before; Vox would try to use more power than he could handle and end up lost on his wires. Alastor always helped him get out. But this time, it wasn't as if he was stuck, no, it looked as if he was hiding from something. "It has been a long time, hm?" There wasn't anything to say, either way. Vox didn't look like he wanted to talk, less to Alastor of all people.

"Just so you know, I was practically forced to be here, so don't get your hopes up," he remembered when Vox used to be so hyped by the mere fact that they were gonna be sitting next to each other on an overlord's meeting. He hoped that hadn't changed between them. Then again, they did have a fight right after he got back.

"Get out of there and bring back the light to the pentagram already, Vox," he was getting tired of this, there was no way this prick was gonna listen to him anyway. The lights, slowly but steadily, started to return to every house in the pride ring. Well, that was something. Still, Vox was on the monitors, doing who knows what. Alastor sighed, of fucking course this asshole didn't have the guts to face him again.

"I doubt the Radioo Demon was just forced to come and calm down a pathetic crybaby," Vox's deep voice said through the speakers. His voice was hoarse, Alastor noticed, as if he had been crying. Vox was right, tho. He wasn't completely forced, but he had been convinced by a very persuasive bartender cat who knew how to read him like a book.

"It's not as if it was my first time seeing you this way. Besides, your partners were somewhat busy at the moment, and there is no one else who knows about your little addiction to getting lost on those electronic snakes."

"Wires," he corrected but otherwise said nothing. Alastor picked at his nails waiting for Vox to do something. He did nothing.

"Well, time's up! I came here with a job and it's done. Have a nice mental breakdown, my dear fellow, may we never see each other again!" Sparks and glitches surrounded the monitors and an electronic wave passed through the wires until getting on Vox's head. His screen tilted on and his face appeared, but he didn't move. Alastor knew that it took a while for Vox to regain full control of his body so he took advantage of those seconds to examine him. His face was drawn in the most boring, disinterested look Alastor had ever seen him do, he wore big eyebags and looked sick overall.

Sometimes, Alastor wished to not smile at all. This wasn't a moment in which he should be smiling, and yet he was. It might have been convenient for him in numerous times, but with Vox, he just felt fake. And Vox knew that.

"If your face wasn't sewn, would you truly be happy to see me?" Vox didn't look up when he talked, but Alastor could see his disappointment in his monotone voice. How he changed in the seven years they were apart. It was almost as if he was a completely different demon.

"Like this? ...No," he summoned his shadows and got out of that sad pathetic tower. On the streets, he took one last glance in his direction, dropping his gaze. He had expected to be meeting his number one fan and only friend. Instead, he met a depressed overpowered overlord who didn't remember when was the last time he truly smiled. And to be honest, Alastor didn't remember when was the last time he was truly happy either.

(I don't know what kind of crack was I on when I wrote this but I found it on my notes, so I edited the fucking grammar and now here it is, enjoy)

[yumeka-sxf]

Takuya Eguchi (voice of Loid) had a panel at Anime Expo!

I was able to attend and it was great fun! Unfortunately photos/videos weren't allowed during the bulk of the panel, but I did my best to document his hilarious responses to the Q&A!

His favorite character is Henderson.

When asked who he thought the scariest character was, he said Anya because he feels like he can forgive anything she does!

When asked if he'd rather go on a dangerous spy mission or eat Yor's cooking, he chose the spy mission!

When asked how he and the other three Forger voice actors record together, he said that they're all actually kind of shy and don't talk much while working.

At one point they did a rapid fire question session where they asked him an English word to describe each of the Forgers - for Yor he said "cool," Loid he also said "cool," Anya he said "very cool," Bond he said "miracle" 😂

He commented that it made him glad to see all the SxF cosplayers. He was like "Anya," "Anya," "oh...Kanroji!" (character from Demon Slayer who also has pink hair)

He had mentioned that he got drunk when he arrived in LA, and then proceeded to bring alcohol into many of his answers 😂

When asked about something he'd do that would get a tonitrus, he said "getting hung over every single day."

When asked about something he'd do that would get a stella, he said "craft a new kind of beer."

When asked the best way to eat peanuts, he said "with whiskey."

When asked which character he'd want as a friend, he said Frankie because it would be nice to drink together.

When asked what his spy codename would be, he said "Alcohol Sake" 😂

The funniest part of the panel was this totally cringe drawing he made!

It's a running joke that he's terrible at drawing 😅 He made sure to point out that Anya is holding a peanut and not...something else, lol.

They did a giveaway where one lucky person would win a shikishi with the drawing and his signature. It kinda sucked how they did the giveaway though. They put an envelope under a random chair in the room, and whoever was sitting there and got the envelope won. Not sure when they put it there though, so probably the longer you were waiting for the panel the less likely it would be under your chair...so someone like me who was there hours early had basically no chance. Oh well.

At the end of the panel we took a group photo and that was it. I was surprised that they didn't announce/show anything related to SxF season 2 (though they did show a cool montage video of season 1). Usually they bring exclusive guests like this to the expo to hype new releases. Guess it's still too soon. But overall, it was awesome seeing Eguchi in person!

[ghoultrifle]

There's a First Time For Everything Chapter 2 - Fighting With You

WC: 1.8k

Summary: Dewdrop buys the toys he's been so curious about, with only a few breakdowns along the way. Set immediately after the previous chapter.

Notes: Fun fact! The toy reviews are almost all verbatim reviews from the lovehoney website :) isn't that fun! thank you to the unnamed friend who reignited my passion for reading sex toy reviews ashdfklhsg

I'm going to give a very slight warning for dubcon. Nothing happens, but Dewdrop gets in his own head about what might happen. Of course, Rain would never.

And a big thanks to @everybodyshusband for proofreading and hyping me up <333

Read below the cut or on AO3

“‘m ready,” Dewdrop whispers into Rain’s neck, pushing the larger ghoul off his lap, “Wanna get the feeling back in my legs,” he chuckles.

“Are you sure, Dewbug? We can wait if you want, I’ll still love you even if you never end up buying anything.”

Dewdrop grabs the water ghoul’s chin, bringing his head down to eye level, “I’ve never been so sure in my life, especially with you here,” it isn’t entirely the truth, but Dewdrop is feeling better than before, “Anyway, what is your opinion on what I sent you?”

Rain pauses before dragging a stack of filing boxes next to Dew’s chair, perching on them to watch the screen. As Dewdrop logs back in (his password is rainisgay69, ironic for someone who on some level of his dysphoria-ridden brain believes rain is secretly straight), their eyes are accosted with the bright screen illuminating the now dark room, a lilac dildo front and centre on the screen. The description reads, “Realistic Silicone Suction Cup Dildo - Perfect For Beginners”. It’s veiny, a respectable length and girth, nothing that would rip the ghoul open, but enough for him to feel the stretch, to feel full. It looks respectable, with the bonus that Dewdrop could definitely throw it into a strap on the rare occasion he does want to top; he could finally stop stealing from Cirrus.

Dewdrop flicks through the photos, capturing the length, girth, and the size comparable to a hand. Rain’s cock begins to stir at the last picture, remembering that one day he may be lucky enough to hold it, to fuck Dewdrop sweetly and gently with it while he rubs and flicks at the fire ghoul’s small dick, wringing out the most lascivious moans as Dew finally experiences divine pleasure. But this isn’t about him, so Rain wills the blood to return to his head so he can give a coherent response to his mate.

“Fuck, baby, it looks perfect,” he coos, planting a chaste kiss on Dewdrop’s cheek. He can’t help the sly comment that leaves his mouth before his brain can catch up, his mind preoccupied with the image of the toy against Dewdrop’s auburn curls, “Gonna look so good against your dripping cunt, heard ginger and purple go well together.”

The darks of Dewdrop’s eyes widen, and Rain’s face drops as he realises what he just said, “Shit- fuck- I’m fucking- I’m sorry Dewy that wasn’t the right time. I promise I’d be fine if you bought this and it just sat on the shelf forever. Or- or if you didn’t even buy it. Actually, I’d be fine if you banned all sex toys. You coul-”

A firm but gentle slap to the face interrupts the water ghoul, “Alright, wrap it up Sappy Steve. Save it for when I’m actually panicking, okay?” he chides, “And I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.”

He briefly glances at the top reviews, struggling to believe what he’s reading:

“I have recently celebrated my 70th birthday and this gave me the best orgasm of my life.”

“This is amazing. I can't believe how satisfying it is for a transgender person. I love to sit on it.”

Dewdrop laughs so hard he has fresh tears spilling down his face. That’s a new hobby unlocked: reading sex toy reviews online.

“See!” Rain exclaims, pointing at the screen and nudging Dewdrop’s shoulder, “You’re not the only trans person who wants to get fucked nasty with a toy,” the water ghoul is beaming at the review, hoping it will ease Dewdrop’s apprehension about it all. They’re having fun but Rain won’t pretend he hasn’t noticed how the other’s hand has been trembling as he navigates the website, how Dewdrop’s taking deep yet rapid breaths, his free hand worrying the ring on his middle finger.

The basket icon lights up as Dewdrop’s informed he only has to spend £15 more to get free delivery, “Might as well get the vibrator too, then?” he shrugs weakly, voice catching in his throat as he navigates to the second link he sent Rain earlier. “POWERFUL Vibrator - For Internal and External Use” it reads. Dewdrop re-examines it, looking at each photo in turn, breath turning shaky as he thinks about using it, putting it inside him, where no object has ventured before. As he thinks about the hard plastic sliding in, surely cold and rigid, perhaps he’ll be so dry that it will hurt, and he’ll just have to grin and bear it for his Rain.

The desk begins to shake slightly as Dewdrop’s knee bounces up and down with a fevered pace. His thumb is in his mouth, biting at the skin around his nails, leaving it red and sore. It’s getting to him. This is real. In just a few days he’ll be laying with Rain as he freaks out about it all. Now he’s told the water ghoul he wants it, he feels pressured, like he can’t say no anymore. Because if he says no, then he’s clearly leading Rain on for something that will never happen, and Rain really will break up with him this time. Why would he be with someone who is clearly never going to get over his fear of penetration? Perhaps Rain is straight and just waiting for Dewdrop to realise he is a woman after all, and when he finds out that Dew is just a man who’s scared of dick, he’ll run to the mountains, screaming a warning to everyone: Don’t Date Dewdrop.

A third set of tears begin to tumble their way down his cheeks, a small waterfall flowing with each blink the ghoul makes. His eyes are glassy, he can no longer see the offending toy on the computer, just a set of blurry white pixels laden with illegible text, Rain must have scrolled it down. Rain brings the fire ghoul into the warmest hug he can muster, peppering kisses to his neck. There is no sexual element to it, just pure love for his mate. His mate who he wishes he could take all the dysphoria from and suffer through it himself if it would mean a better life for Dewdrop. His mate who loves Dewdrop in a way the fire ghoul cannot even begin to fathom.

He truly believes he’s unlovable on a fundamental level, that his identity makes him some freak in between man and woman, that no guy would want to fuck him or be fucked by him, and no woman would take his pathetic excuse for a dick, even if he did want to top. It’s solidified in Dewdrop’s mind that Rain is only with him for his own sexual gratification, and now that Dewdrop wants to explore his own pleasure, he’ll be left to figure it out on his own. The image of him weeping as he forces a dildo into himself, cold and alone in his bedroom, is being seared further into his brain with every second that passes. Until he’s brought back to reality by Rain’s shuffling arm.

Rain decides against a tissue; Copia clearly had no regard for his own skin since the tissues in his office may as well have been constructed from sandpaper. Instead, he brings a bunched-up sleeve to Dewdrop’s eyes, catching the tears as he calms the sniffling ghoul beneath him, rocking them together in a soothing motion much like his mother would do in the pit. Words wouldn’t do Dewdrop’s pain justice; consolation would feel inadequate and pity, well, is just that and Dewdrop deserves better. He’s sure that if he reached inside the fire ghoul’s mind for just a moment, it would be more than he could ever bear. So, Rain opts for silence. The kind of silence you could sit in for eternity. The kind of silence where the world is at peace; there’s no buzzing of electricity, no shuffling in the quarters, just the sound of a gentle breeze creeping its way in through the poorly sealed windows, whistling hello as it sings its song. Rain rocks them for what could have been hours, Dewdrop isn’t sure, the sun had already set by the time he started.

Fresh air stings Dewdrop’s eyes. The flood has stopped, Rain’s sleeves near-soaked as the fire ghoul blinks the last of the hot tears from his weary eyes. His own sleeve is drenched in a thick layer of snot as he wipes his nose, the water ghoul looking on in a weird adoration for his mate. If Rain could watch him do that and still love him, then maybe there was hope. As he squints his eyes to focus on the screen, Dewdrop’s confronted with the reviews for the vibrator:

“My clit is tingling like a mo fo!! Thanks lovehoney. What a piece of cum equipment.”

“It took longer to get the item out of the packaging than it did for my wife to cum.”

Okay, maybe it isn’t quite so serious. As hilariously honest as the reviews are, it does spark something in Dewdrop- the curiosity at what these toys feel like, at how they’re so much better than just a set of hands. There must be a reason the vibrator gets a 4.7/5 on the ‘orgasm rating’. Dewdrop hesitates over the button that would add it to the basket, “I’m scared, Rain,” he admits with a sigh of relief, finally putting words to it.

“Then do it scared, spitfire,” the water ghoul replies, “Want and fear can coexist. If you truly don’t want to then I support you, droplet, but it sounds like you’re just conflicted. I think when the time comes, you’ll be glad the toys are ready for you, just like I will be.”

Dewdrop melts into the larger ghoul’s embrace. Rain has somehow managed to reach into Dew’s brain and lay his feelings bare on the table, raw and sensitive. But he’s right, about everything. Dewdrop does want it, he is scared, and he should buy it anyway. “Fuck it,” he smirks, stifled only slightly by a sniffle, as he adds the item to the basket, heading to the checkout page, a fuck you to his dysphoria. Copia’s bank details autofill and Dewdrop doesn’t complain; he’s not been left with much money since being charged with sourcing the pack’s weed on tour. Before he gives himself a chance to second guess his actions, he completes the order.

The thick tension that had filled the air dissipates in an instant, Dewdrop slumps in his chair as Rain idly braids a loose plait into hair, whispering praises to his love, “So proud of you, droplet. Whatever comes of this I want you to remember how brave you are for getting this far, okay?”

“Brave? In what world?” Dewdrop huffs.

“In this world, my love. In this world where every day is a fight between your mind and your body. In this world, where today, your mind won. And in this world where your mind won’t win every day but where I’ll be here, always, fighting with you.”

[arachnoia]

formula 1 | [1] | across the spiderverse

in which you turn suspicious of your cousin Miles and follow him, only to find out he’s part of a racing gang.

love triangle between hobie, miguel, and you a/n- HI! So basically this is a repost but I wanted to updated it with more ! i really want to make this into a series and am very hyped about it ! i thought that it was too short last time!

(will include Spanish that is not translated! ty!)

1998 | New York City.

Your eyes flickered as you were met with the smell of your Tia’s cooking.

Empanadillas. Your favorite.

Your back hurt from lugging some of your uncle’s car parts yesterday. You barely got home at 3 for helping your uncle Aaron with some client that needed an oil change.

You got up and stretched as you went to brush your teeth and wash your face. You felt tired as fuck.

You made your way to the kitchen where you saw your Tia Rio running around the kitchen, trying to make sure things aren’t burnt.

“Hey, Tia! Are those empanadillas I smell-“

“Ay, bendito! Get up, Y/N! Wake your brother up!” She pushed you towards the hallway and went back to flipping tortillas.

You groaned and went to Miles’ room before you knocked it down and hit him with a throw pillow on his chair, “DESPIERTA, ‘MANO!”

Miles pushed you and covered his face with his pillow, “2 more minutes, please!”

“Nope! Tia wants you up already. And yes, Unc already left in case you want to ask.”

As you left, you heard Miles mutter a little ‘yes’.

You went back to your room and dressed for the weather; a cropped white cami, black cargo pants, and some Jordans.

Summer vacation barely started and you felt exhausted.

You had a part-time at your uncle’s mechanic shop where you help with cars. And right now, thanks to Tia Rio, you had somewhere to stay. Miles wasn’t actually your brother but you just called him that.

You wanted well for Miles. You practically considered him a brother and never would want him in stupid shit that would involve him doing something detrimental to himself.

You worried a bit when he started to come back late home and you had to cover for him. You thought he just went out with Ganke, his friend from school. But you weren’t always sure sometimes because he would come home with some scratches or would be hurt. You tried asking but always got hit with “Oh it was Ganke’s cat” or “Nah I just fell on the way home. I was studying” so you quit it.

But as long he’s okay, you’re okay.

You stayed with Rio since your parents lived back in Chicago and you went to school in New York.

All you had now were Tia Rio, Uncle Jeff, Uncle Aaron, and Miles. But that didn’t matter. You were happy.

You got 2 empanadillas before you took a scoop of rice and swiftly left the kitchen, “Ya me voy, Tia!”

You took your skateboard, and your canvas bag, and went to Aaron’s since he needed your assistance again for work on the AC.

Skateboarding while occasionally glancing at graffiti or some posters was your favorite thing to do and listening to your current favorite cassette on your Walkman (currently 'Fantasy' by Mariah Carey).

You felt old since you've had it for a good few years.

Your major was currently in business in case you wanted to start up something in the future

“What’s up, Unc!” You dabbed up your uncle as he laughed. “What’s good, man? We’re gonna have to work on this AC. They want it done by 4. Think you-“

“Yes, I got it.”

You cracked your knuckles as you got to work, picking up the roof of the car and working on the AC.

It didn’t take long to finish. You did auto shop in high school and it was easy to fix. You also added a new air freshener because you felt nice today.

After working on a few other cars and their issues, you noticed it was getting dark out and felt tired.

“Imma clock out. Bye, Unc!” You said your goodbyes and took your skateboard to go back to Rio’s.

Until you saw Miles, walking around the street.

“Hey, what’s up”

You stopped before you saw Miles looking around the street and sneakily going to an alley.

This part of New York ain’t pretty and you were not pleased to see your 17-year-old cousin sneaking around. It was 7 p.m too which was even more strange since Miles' studying ended at 3.

You dropped your skateboard and started following Miles. You didn’t care, you had 4 other skateboards and it was old anyway.

You couldn’t believe this! Was he doing drugs?

It wasn’t until Miles took a turn to an abandoned warehouse, near a bodega you used to go with him.

“Just what the hell are you doing Miles..?”

You slid through the fence opening and hid behind a blue barrel, just watching.

Miles then went into the warehouse and a few minutes later, he popped out with a car.

Since when did Miles have a car?! A Ford Mustang Fastback to be exact.

It looked like the same one Aaron had but never used. Your Uncle Aaron has a collection of cars and never paid attention, but you did.

You knew Miles could drive because you taught him how to back in Chicago when he came to visit.

He came out of the car and went inside the warehouse where you followed him again.

Right when he was going to enter, you had enough, “OYE MILES!”

Miles froze and turned around facing you. He looked like he saw a ghost.

“What are you doing here, Y/N?”

Your face shifted to a confused face. Miles always has called you by your nickname, never by Y/N.

“Miles what’s going on?”

“Noth-“

Your voice turned stern as you grabbed his shoulder to look you in the eye, “Miles, what the fuck is going on?!”

“Y/N…”

“Answer me, Miles.”

“Y/N!”

“JUST ANSWER ME!”

“I-I don’t think you should be here…”

Your eyebrow raised at your cousin’s words.

“Says who?”

Miles' face shifted from distraught to scared.

You felt a tap on your shoulder from behind you, sending shivers down your spine as you felt claw-like nails scratch the material of your shirt as the man tapped you. His voice only sent more shivers.

“Says me.”

The man had a black wifebeater, dark blue jeans, a gold chain, and a noticeable spiderweb tattoo on his bicep.

Miles looked at him and gave him a scared look.

“Oh shit.”

The voice’s owner looked serious.

If he didn’t look like he’d shoot you, you would totally ask him out for some drinks at a bar but considering your circumstances right now, it was the last thing on your mind.

Your heart raced as he looked at you, his red eyes piercing into yours before shifting his gaze to Miles.

“Mira, Morales. What did I say about bringing girls here?”

Miles’ eyes widened as you pursed your lips, “Did he just say, girls? As in plural? Miles, I swear to god I’m gonna beat your ass and all of these bitches-”

“Yo sis-” Miles kept shaking his head frantically as if he was petrified, which he looked like he was.

“How could ya keep this from me? I taught you how to drive, how to”

The man then looked at you and raised his eyebrow, “Look. You either shut your pretty little mouth or we get into problems, and I won’t hesitate to involve your hermanito either.”

He held your chin to face him up even more until you saw a tattooed arm with a punk spiked bracelet. You looked over to the man and he winked at you before having a staring contest with the other man holding you.

“Hands off the girl, mate. If she taught Miles how to drive, then maybe we could use her to some advantage…”

The man with the bracelet gripped at the other’s hand until he finally let go of your chin.

Bracelet guy peered at you and smiled again, “Sorry I didn’t introduce myself! The name’s S-Punk, but you can just call me Hobie and this scary grump is Miguel.”

You slightly smiled at him due to his cute British accent in which he returned the smile.

Miguel glared at the sight and scoffed, “How in puta madre is this little girl going to help us? Prolly doesn’t even know what horsepower is-”

You glared at him and scoffed, “This little girl has worked with over 500 cars in her 23 years of living so don’t think for a fucking second that I don’t know what I’m talking about.”

You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt to face you and felt his minty breath against your lips. His nonchalant face slightly shifted with him pursing his lips at how close you two were.

“Come and try me, little boy.”

Miles stared at the sight in shock and grabbed you by the arm, “Yo I needa talk with her. I’ll meet back with y’all soon.”

You looked back to Hobie chuckling while covering his mouth and Miguel rolling his eyes, regaining his calm composure. You heard Hobie talk but didn’t know if you heard Hobie correctly: “She sure had an effect on you, mate.”

What the hell?

Miles fastened his pace and led you to the side of the warehouse where he then put his hands on his face and yelled.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!”

You put your hand on your hip and raised your eyebrow, “Oh I know you did not just talk to me like that?”

Miles looked at you annoyed, “That guy you were just talking to? Miguel? He’s so- UGH! You should’ve just shut up!”

“What the fuck do you mean he’s so?”

His face grew concerned.

Miles began pacing back and forth and held his head down before he looked up and scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“Y/N, look. He’s dangerous and I don’t want you-"

“MILES! IF YOU KNEW HE WAS DANGEROUS THEN WHY DID YOU" You took a deep breath and calmed down to hopefully get a reasonable answer, “Okay, why is he so dangerous?”

Miles looked shocked from your change in demeanor and took a deep breath, “Sis, don’t get mad, okay?”

You looked at him and glared, “Why would I?”

Miles sighed and held you by your shoulders tightly, “Miguel is a leader of a racing gang…he’s dangerous because he’s one of New York’s fastest racers. And one of the most lethal…”

Your blank expression became even more evident and you froze, “So Miles…you’re in a racing gang?”

Miles gulped and sighed again, “Yes…BUT IT'S FOR THE MONEY. Mira sis, imagine all the shit we could do with that money if I win a race? You can be a mechanic-“

You held your finger against his lips to shush him, “Don’t bring my ambition into some bullshit. Miles, how could you? What if you get killed? You just said Miguel-“

“Miguel can help me. Look, you taught me how to drive and you met Hobie, he considers me a good driver!”

You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes, “Then where the hell is the money?”

Miles flashed a sheepish grin and pointed down to his feet.

He happened to get some new Jordan 13s.

“So what happened to the whole ‘Oh sis! I’ll pay for your dreams!’ when you just-“

You gripped your temple and sighed.

“Hey, I gotta look fresh for the ladies! But some of these races can bet up to 10 grand…”

Miles stopped as he looked beside your shoulder to find Hobie, leaning against the wall and smoking some blunt, “Yo Morales, Miguel wants to see you.”

Miles nodded and left you frozen before Hobie spoke again, pointing at you with his blunt.

“Bring her too.”

He raised his eyebrow in confusion, “Why does Miguel want to see Y/N?”

Hobie smiled as he blew smoke from his blunt, “Oh so that’s the girl’s name? Y/N…it’s pretty.”

Your face shifted to an awkward look as you and Miles gave each other a confused look.

“Hey, Hobie? Hello?”

Miles said, trying to wave his hand in front of Hobie’s face but he kept gazing at you with a mischievous smile.

“Just so you know babe, I’m 20. So if you’re feeling lonely one day and you wanna fu- I mean, hang out.”

“Stop hitting on my cousin. It’s embarrassing to see and it’s gross cuz she’s MY COUSIN.” Miles rolled his eyes and started walking,

He took a hit of his blunt and blew the smoke into Miles’ face, “Why don’t ‘cha shut up, can ya? I don’t know but he said he wanted to see her too.”

Hobie puckered his lips and blew air kisses to you, making you smile sheepishly and laughed.

The three of you walked into the warehouse.

On the outside it looked like it was abandoned but on the inside was a whole other story. You’d expect some machinery for a factory or loads of crates.

You weren’t wrong as they weren’t for manufacturing, but car parts for different people in the gang.

“Welcome to the Arachnids’ hideout, sweetheart,” Hobie whispered. your ear being tickled by his breath against it.

“The Arachnids, huh? Cool name.”

The place was also splattered with spider graffiti. You looked beside Hobie who smiled at you before taking another hit of his blunt and throwing it on an ashtray placed on someone’s table full of mechanic tools.

Hobie was actually pretty attractive. He had multiple piercings, with snake bites, nose piercings, eyebrow, industrial, and several on his ear. He wore the same tattoo as Miguel along with others and wore a simple black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and an eye-catching vest with several pins and patterned patches.

“So you like The Cure?” You said, pointing at his pin.

“Yup, and you?”

You nodded, “I have ‘Disintegration’ on cassette. My favorite is ‘Pictures of You’.”

Hobie smiled, “Yeah that’s a good song-”

“Are you guys done?”

Miles raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms. You weren’t paying attention to where you guys were going but noticed that you sure as hell wasn’t in the same bright place where the colors and cars resided. It was a dark hallway with you guys in front in.

Hobie knocked on the door and groaned, annoyed, “He’s here.”

“Come in.”

You saw Miguel counting some dollar bills as 2 girls were smoking some cigarettes and talking, a Bachata song playing in the background.

Hoja en Blanco? Rio liked to put on those songs while she cleaned.

Hobie smirked and laughed, “You look like a pimp, mate.”

Miguel looked up and glared at Hobie, “Porque no te callas?”

He glanced at you and raised his eyebrow, “Morales, what’s this girl’s name?”

Miles stiffened. You noticed that whenever Miguel talks to Miles, he just gets intimidated. “Her name is Y/N Y/L/N. She’s my cousin…”

You raised your eyebrow and took a step forward, “Why the hell do you want me here?”

Miguel rested his head on his palm and chuckled, “You’re a mechanic, aren’t you?”

You felt intimidated by his tone and slight accent. The fact it looks like he’s judging you by just looking doesn’t help.

“Yes? Why does that matter?” You crossed your arms and felt a bit of false confidence, which made Miguel widen his eyes and smile a bit.

“Whatever they pay you, I can pay you triple that amount. We do need a new mechanic since Peter is on paternity leave.”

One of the girls smiled, “God I miss MJ…She truly lived up to her name.”

You frowned and tilted your head, “Hey, I didn’t say I was going to work for you-”

Miles grabbed your shoulder and gave you a cautious look.

Miguel stood up from his seat, slamming the stack of money on his desk, “Are you declining my offer, Y/L/N?”

You leaned closer towards him, “What if I am?”

Before Miguel could speak, Miles grabbed you by the arm and Hobie grabbed you by the other, “Hey man, I think we should speak with her before things get…hasty.”

Hobie nodded frantically and opened the door in order to go, holding you back from wanting to say more.

“We’ll see ya tomorrow, mate.”

Once the door was shut, Miguel looked at his side and sighed.

“Damn Miguel, she has the guts to talk to you like that,” Lyla laughed. Jess opened a bag of some Hot Cheetos and chuckled, “Yup. I’m surprised you haven’t pushed her against the wall and went crazy!”

Miguel rolled his eyes and glared at the two women who were currently laughing their asses off.

“She doesn’t realize that just made a huge mistake…”

…..

“You just love to test his ass, don’t you?” Hobie said, his expression reminiscent of Miles’ a few minutes ago before all of this. He opened his Coke and took a sip. He cringed from the sharp feeling of the fizzy feeling on his tongue.

The three of you dipped from the warehouse and were walking back from raiding a near-by bodega.

“Listen, as much as cool this whole Arachnids thing is, I don’t want to be involved in this shit. I’m not even that ‘good of a driver’ so y’know. Plus, why does Miguel want me to be a mechanic for you guys?”

Miles shrugged, “I mean, you told him you’ve worked with ‘more than 500 cars’ oooooh,” He said mockingly.

You rolled your eyes.

“I had to say something?”

“Maybe say something that doesn't make you sound like a conceited bitch-?”

“WHAT WAS THAT??”

Hobie laughed and titled his head back.

“I mean, Miles is a pretty good driver and you taught him. So maybe…or also plus maybe he wants to get with you? Shit, I would too.”

Miles cringed and glared at Hobie, “Man what the fuck?” earning another laugh from Hobie.

“Okay but man I don’t know…”

You felt horrible and hypocritical but the money sounded tempting.

You know. You yelled at Miles for this but you were a mechanic! You’d still work for Aaron as a day job but the money sounded tempting.

You could be able to buy your mom all the perfumes she wanted and fly your parents out to New York.

As you guys were walking, you felt someone tap you on the shoulder behind you.

Thinking it was Miguel, you slapped it and turned behind you, getting the attention of Miles and Hobie.

It was Aaron.

He gave you a concerned look and widened his eyes.

“Uh you good? You left your bag at the shop and I was gonna give it to you. You look like you saw a ghost, man.”

You sighed in relief and grabbed your bag, “Thanks, Unc. I was just thinking you were someone else. I’m sorry!”

“No you’re good. What the hell are you guys doing late at night? Miles, don’t you got summer studying in the morning? And who the hell is this?”

Aaron pointed at Hobie who nervously looked around and smiled.

“Oh! Uh-?” You looked at Miles to give and answer before you felt Hobie’s arm around your shoulder.

“What’s good? I’m Y/N’s boyfriend, Hobie. Nice to meet ‘cha,” he said, holding out his hand to a stunned Aaron.

“What’s up, man. I’m Y/N and Miles’ uncle,” Aaron said, shaking Hobie’s hand.

You stood there as shocked as Miles. He looked like he wanted to bang his head against the nearest brick wall to get himself out of this situation. His racing mentor with his literal cousin?

“Well, Imma go so it was nice seeing you guys. See ya tomorrow, Y/N. See ya, Miles!”

Aaron turned around and left back to his apartment, leaving you, Miles, and Hobie to figure out what just happened.

Hobie then felt his pager go off, “Bloody hell…”

He looked at it, read the message, and rolled his eyes as he showed you and Miles the green letters saying “Bring her tomorrow”.

Hobie looked at you and shrugged, “Guess he wants ya tomorrow,” earning a nod from you and an aggravated sigh.

Miles looked at you tensed, “Sis, are you sure-“

You tried to think about this and nodded. You could be able to protect Miles with this. You could watch over him and could be able to earn more money to support your family out of state.

“I’ll go tomorrow…I have to see what that bastard wants.”

[littlehypnone]

HYPE!!!

Requesting for Small Mountain and Small Dew coloring and having a good time listening to nice music with CG Cumulus and CG Swiss? Whenever you get the chance! Thank you!!

-🐊

there you go, love, I hope you like it! I kinda forgot about the music part but shhhh...

750 words, no CWs, just two happy boys &lt;3

“Woah! What’s going on here?” Cumulus laughed, taking in the scene before her as she walked into the common room. The scene being Mountain leaning over a table with a crayon clutched tightly in his fist as he drew something, his tongue poking out in concentration; Dewdrop giggling at his own piece of paper holding a few wax crayons at once; and Swiss sitting next to the latter with his toothy grin plastered on his face. There was some soft music playing in the background, but the two small ghouls seemed to be too invested in their arts and crafts to care about it.

Dewdrop clapped excitedly when he saw Cumulus and Mountain waved at her shyly. They both didn’t have many words, if any, when small, but they seemed very happy. Swiss greeted her, though, “Hi, Lulu.”

“Hello, dear,” she chuckled, looking over the table. “Oh, what messy little boys we have here!”

Mountain blushed, coming back to his work, and Dew only giggled some more. The earth ghoul was doing a great job, currently working on a tree. Dewdrop was… well, he was a different story entirely, probably too little to even try to draw something specific. His piece of paper was just rubbed with crayons all over, with no regards to… anything, really, but he was having a great time, and that’s what mattered.

“Messy, yeah,” Swiss admitted, “but look what beautiful things they’re making, aren’t they?”

“Oh, yes, absolutely! My cute little artists.” Cumulus took a seat in a chair next to Mountain and rested her chin on her balled up fist, looking over at his paper in awe. He seemed to be finishing up and indeed, soon he sighed and turned to the ghoulette. “Are you done, fawn?”

He nodded with a big smile, and pushed the drawing in her direction.

“That’s so beautiful, Mounty!” There were a few trees, rocks and clouds, and Mountain seemed to be very proud of himself. Cumulus was too and she said as much, making the ghoul blush once again.

He remembered something suddenly, though, and all but jumped up with a gasp, pointing to a cloud on his drawing. “Lussy,” he slurred.

Cumulus felt her chest go all warm, “Awww, baby! That’s so cute, thank you so much!”

“Can I see too?” Swiss chimed in, leaning over Dewdrop to take a look. “Woah, pebble, you did such a great job!”

All that attention, even if filling Mountain with a nice feeling, was just too close to being too much for him. The ghoul shied away, curling up on himself just a little bit, but the smile never left his lips. Noticing, Cumulus placed a soft hand on his shoulder and soothingly rubbed gentle circles with her thumb.

She was about to say something when Dewdrop deemed his art ready too and decided to announce it by loudly blowing a raspberry and giggling.

“Oh, you little gremlin!” Swiss laughed, ruffling Dew’s hair. The little ghoul tried to growl but what came out was more or a mrrp sound, and it was not even a tiny bit threatening. “Hmmm, and what did you draw?”

Cumulus and Mountain looked over too, all three now staring at the paper, trying so very hard to come up with what it could’ve been. It was taking a moment and Dewdrop was starting to get a bit cranky, not getting any praise.

Soon enough, though, Mountain gasped and turned the paper a bit, apparently confirming his hypothesis.

“What do you think it is, pebble?” Swiss asked and now that Mountain was expected to answer, he got a bit shy.

“It’s okay, fawn, you don’t have to speak,” Cumulus reassured him but the earth ghoul shook his head and looked over at Dew, still waiting for well deserved recognition.

“I fink…” Mountain started, “fink i’ssa gwuitar.”

The resulting cheer and clapping from Dewdrop told them Mountain was right, making him smile too, proud of his guess. Now that Cumulus and Swiss looked at it, it made sense, the blob of colors was, roughly, in the shape of a guitar.

“Such an artist, aren’t you, baby?” Swiss turned to Dew.

“That’s a really beautiful guitar,” Cumulus praised, and the fire ghoul seemed to only get happier and prouder. “Now, do you boys wanna go show Rainy what you made?”

Mountain nodded eagerly, Dew clapped some more, and with as clear of an answer as they could have gotten, Swiss and Cumulus took them to go get some more applause. 

[dia-souls]

Pairing: Kino 🎮 and Yui 🌸

Author: Admin Irsa

Genre : ⚠️ Romance, Tragedy end ⚠️

TW: Forced relationship, Pregnancy, Blood mentioned, Death, Tragedy Ending

Admin's Note: I am back with another one shot and this time pairing is kino and Yui as we all know there is not so many fics about them that is something that hyped me while writting it. Kinoyui and Shinyui has very strong rivalry for being my fav that's the reason I asked for your opinion. I don't know how I came up with this idea tbh words came to me while writting I hope you all will enjoy as there aren't much CD and route related to Kino so it was a bit hard to create a Kinoyui one shot.....

🌟 Distant Stars 🌟

Kino sighed as he looked at Yui sleeping besides him peacefully. His hand caressed her tender cheek which has now become chubby because of her good health. This has become a daily routine of her arguing with Kino. Kino used to reply her back but stopped because Yui got sensitive and starts crying and then he comforts her then she sleeps, his hand went to her bulging belly which had his and Yui's child inside.

This child is forced on her. Yui doesn't love Kino but he is sure this feeling inside his heart is love for her the amount of pride he feels when he sees her belly.

Kino got up from their bed. He pulled cover on her, letting her rest. He has now become king of vampires and he needs to do work. After killing all Sakamaki and Mukami he become the only option to the throne. Yui was now his wife, he had an eye on her for long time.

Kino at start saw Yui as a plaything. He didn't care what she wants. She was alive for his amusement, but he started catching feelings for her and he thought this feeling isn't love. Kino as a big fool denied this feeling and called it lust. As time passed he realized that he is desperate for her for, her presence which frustrated him to the core so he decided to get physical with her their intimacy was forced as Yui had zero feelings for him.

He did forced her but after the deed he had big regret. He did felt good by doing it but the moment he looked at Yui crying and sobbing, his heart ache. She after that started avoiding him and locked herself in room refusing to see him, Kino also decided to avoid her as he thought it was best, during their time apart kino realized how much he loves her.

His confession was met with a huge slap on the face, Yui had tears rolling down her cheeks like a waterfall and he immediately left her alone. Reassured that Yuri would take care of her, the news of Yui's pregnancy came out and that's what made them be able to communicate normally again.

Kino loved this child, he had many reasons to do so, as Yui came out of that room and began to transform into her normal self, this child brought them both closer, as if they were tied, so Yui still has a grudge against him, but Yui is a good person. Morality is what makes her endure Kino. She does all these things just for the sake of her child so that child will be normal. Kino is sure that he will start loving the baby when it is born, because the baby is not born yet, it has changed a lot after it was born, it will become a symbol of their love, Yui and Kino will forget about their past and start a new life with their baby. They will forget past mistakes and regrets.

[{_______________🌹_______________}]

Kino walked in his office to see a pile of documents.

"Ahh! Shit... I miss my old life!"

"Don't say that you are now a king!" Yuri said while bringing more papers.

"Don't remind me... I am so tired. I just work, work and work this is all I do my old man also had this position yet he had enough time to have fun with his children life."

Kino leaned towards his chair and rubbed his temple.

"Kino.... Be serious we need to start working. Besides you need visit vibora castle. They requires your presence."

"What? what thoes snakes want from me?"

"We just received an invitation from them and we need to go there to see what they want."

Kino sighed.

"Yeah.. yeah sure."

"Good let's start working then shall we!" Yuri said while lifting a document.

[{_______________🌹_______________}]

Kino decided to take a break, he got up from his seat then he noticed Yui so he walked closer to the window. He saw Yui walking in garden and looking at roses. Does she like thoes rose? He will make sure to get them planted all over the garden!

Kino eyes widened as he saw Yui gripping the rose which has throns and was hurting herself. Kino immediately teleported their.

"Are you sane!!"

He said while throwing the rose away from her hand and he noticed her hand dripping with her blood. He glared at yui.

He brought her hand closer to his mouth to lick the blood off her hand. But Yui yanked her hand away from him.

"Look what you did ! Idiot!!"

She glared at him.

"Why do you care?! What I do to myself is none of your business!!? "

Kino's face became red with anger but he need to be the calm one as Yui isn't in condition to put stress on. He immediately hit her main point of weakness to make her obey.

"Okay! I won't bother you but.... Yui you have my, I mean our baby inside you, if you hurt yourself the baby will also be hurt... We both agreed that we will change for the baby. So.. you don’t want the baby to become Subaru right?!! "

Yui's eyes widened. That's true she can't do that. She can't be this cruel to her baby, it's her baby after all. Kino might have done wrong to her but their baby is innocent and it did nothing wrong. She looked down because she was embarrassed of her action.

Kino looked at her gently this time. He pulled her for a hug.

"Yui... You and my baby are most important to me.... Please don't hurt yourself like that... I am not saying this because of child inside you but because I love you."

He looked at her pink eyes.

"You already know why I care because I love Yui even if I want I can't stop caring about you."

He smiled lightly and put her hand on his heart.

"It doesn't and can't stop minding its buisness, it always want to look at you and be with you."

Yui's eyes softened at his confession but she can't deny his cruel action.... she looked at him licking the blood off her hand. Kino loves her and cares for her...... he is changing for her. Yui didn't resist or stop him from licking her blood and healing her scars. The scars on her heart are also healing with his gentleness, his patience and love.

"I am going to go out today..... So take care of youself."

"Huh? Where are you going?!" Yui turned to look at him.

Kino smiled at her.

"You don't want me to go?"

Yui remained quite at his words.

Kino smiled as she is behaving like him. When he was catching feeling for her he always wanted to know where she is what is she going to do. Kino knows his relationship is progressing with Yui. Slowly this will turn into love.

"Don't worry, I will return by night. You just need to tak care of yourself till I return." kino walked closer to kiss her forehead and Yui didn't resist and letted him.

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"LEAVE HER!! ...... You please don't do that don't!! Just don't!!" . Kino yelled as he watched Yui being taken by founder.

"You are no one to stop me vampire, know your place!" Shin said as he kicked him.

He glanced at Yui who was behind him on floor. Yui immediately looked at Kino and started running towards him only to be grabbed by Shin.

"Hoh? Where do you think you are going?!"

Shin threw Yui on hard floor not caring about her condition. It's not like the child is founder or his child.

"YOU BASTARD LEAVE HER - - "

His face met with Shin's kick. Kino spitted blood out. He coughed some blood.

Shin then looked at Yui, walking towards her. Yui crawled away from him fearing his action. Yui whimpered as she was grabbed by her hair.

"Why do you get pregnant by him? You choose to carry a child of some inferior being such as him huh?!! You had a chance to carry a founder child!?!" Shin said as he grabbed her again to lift her.

"No... Nghh... Leave..... Her..... Shin I beg you kill me but leave her and the baby... Please don't touch her please...."

Kino was losing consciousness as he was restrained and now was tired. He cursed at himself for being weak and idiot for falling into Shin's trap he sended a fake invitation so Kino left the palace which made the castle vulnerable as vampire king wasn't present to protect it. Shin attacked the castle while it was vulnerable . And his purpose was to kidnap Yui but Kino upon hearing the news returned immediately but it was too late as Shin threatened to kill Yui if he didn't pass his power to him.

Kino obeyed and transferred power as he was too scared for his family safety.

Shin now became powerful enough to defeat all vampires and ghouls present as his army was already strong but now he is superior.

Shin laughed cruely.

"You know what is going to happen?"

He came to him slowly while smirking he bended to his eye level.

"Nnghh... Agh.... Shin... please..... kill me, leave her.... do.. n't hurt her... "

Kino was nearing his end. Yui was still crying. She was shouting his name as she herself was in sheer pain but her heart was hurting for kino.

Kino laughed sadly at her. She was now begging for him to not to leave her. He knows he isn't going to make it alive out off here just when they were getting closer to happiness reaching their happy ending this happened. Kino can see her love for him and her affection for him.

He wished he can hear her confession.

Shin laughed at scene crazily.

"You know what I plan to do? I plan to dethrone Nii-san and I will become the king, the leader, the only founder alive in this whole world!! Isn't it crazy my dreams are coming true!"

He chuckled. He looked at Yui.

"Don't worry I will make sure you will live. "

He turned to kino.

"I won't hurt her for sure.... But her baby, no! No!! Your baby will die I will replace yours with mine!"

Both of them widened their eyes.

"Yui will live and will be mother of my children. Founders race won't die. They will continue. they will never go extinct."

He turned to Yui and grabbed her face. Yui was now hicupping because of crying so much her face was swollen. Shin looked in her eyes.

"Don't worry! I will quickly give you a baby you won't suffer more I won't hurt you! "

Yui cried at his words.

Shin took his sword out and walked towards Kino.

"No!! NO!! SHIN PLEASE DON'T..... KINO please.... don't..... go.... don't.. lea.. ve.. M.. E!! "

Yui yelled while crying her tears not stopping.

Kino laughed gently at her.

"Don't cry Yui... I hope.... you will live happily... my Yui I love you.... I was so cruel to you forgive.. me for... everything.... Don't cry..."

Yui's face was the last thing he saw before Shin sword stabbed him.

[just-a-leech-boy]

I am VERY VERY late with this post. Sorry. It has been a weird time at university.

Honestly, I can barely remember the night. I remember very clearly seeing just Greg's foot coming to touch the ground. I saw his striped socks and I knew it was them. I remember it slow motion. Very surreal. Then Alex Horne turned to us and said he'd see us inside (fig. 1).

Watching Taskmaster with a group of people who were already incredibly hyped was amazing. It's sport, it's hilarious, it's hilarious. Greg on the screen preemptively telling us we'd ruined his night was a treat.One detail is there weren't any interstitials in the screening we got.

The Q&A I genuinely don't remember that much. I was actually quite close (fig. 2-3). At some point I sort of forgot they were there and real, but then Alex Horne's hands were just, so much more vivid than usual. They were perfectly in sync. They have their dynamic down to science. I remember very clearly when Alex said he thought Greg was going to kiss him. And when Greg looked at me nodding to confirm something he said. And the whole business of the spinny chairs (fig. 3-4)

They left and went somewhere else for about 40 minutes. They were in their normal clothes when they came back upstairs (fig. 7). I was shaking the whole time and felt a bit bad for Greg since I didn't have any paintings of him with me. He said "next time" when I asked him to sign my painting, but they came up with a nice solution when I said to do it anyway. Alex said my painting made him look like his dad ("in a good way! In a good way."). When I asked to sign a zine I had of little sketches of him he opened it to a random page towards the end, and when I pointed it out, he said "of course!". He was very cute about how to pronounce and spell my difficult name. After we took a photo, I shook both their hands in a highly business-like manner and then essentially turned around and ran away.

10/10 night.

[mrs-johansson]

Strangers in the night - Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Part 19:

“Hey, guys,” heard Scarlett’s voice at the front door. I smoothed out my dress and my hair before waking out of the kitchen. “What a beautiful house,” I’m guessing that was her mom. “Right? She has great taste,” oh she’s hyping me up.

They all walked in, her three brothers and two sisters with their parents. “Hi,” I said nervously with a smile. Scarlett swiftly moved to my side, wrapping an arm around my waist. Her mom was the first to come up to me and she had a smile on her face which seemed genuine and kind. “I want you guys to meet my girlfriend, Y/n, but you probably know her already,” said Scarlett. “Of course we do. It’s so nice to meet you, darling. I’m Melanie,” I held out my hand but she moved to hug me. “Oh yeah, that’s better,” I chuckled as I hugged her back. Scar’s hand still lingered on my lower back making it really hard to focus on her MOTHER. “Y/n!” Rose came running from the living room then she realized her family was there. And she still came to me, holding her hands up. I picked her up and she looked at her relatives. “Hi,” she said with a big smile. “Everything okay in the living room?” I asked and she nodded. “I just want more juice.” “How about after dinner? You can have more of that tomato bread,” I brushed a piece of hair out of her face. “Okay,” she sighed and leaned her head on my shoulder.

Scarlett’s dad was the next person who introduced himself and damn he was tall. “Hello, I’m Karsten,” he held out his hand. “Y/n, nice to meet you,” I said and shook his hand. “Hi, Grandpa!” Rose excitedly greeted the man before they high-fived.

I met each of her siblings, and I wouldn’t have thought Hunter and Scarlett would look so much alike. “Shall we go to the table?” Asked Scarlett and they all agreed. She settled them in and I left to the kitchen with Rose still on my side. “Don’t you want to be with them?” I sat her on the counter just until I got the drink out of the fridge. “No. I want to stay with you.” “Go in there, I’ll bring the food out,” Scarlett walked in. “You can’t leave me with them, I just met them,” I spread my arms. “And they already think you’re the nicest person,” she left a kiss on my cheek. “Mama?” Spoke Rose. “Yes, baby?” Scarlett opened the fridge. “Y/n is my mama too?” My mouth fell open and I glanced at Scarlett. We shared a look before she stood by my side. “Uhm…” She started. “Would you like… that?” Scarlett cleared her throat, nervous even to look at me. “Yes!” She clapped her hands and I swear I had tears in my eyes. “Okay, okay… Why don’t you see what Uncle Hunter is doing?” She took her off the counter and she happily walked out.

“I’m sorry, this was so sudden…” Scarlett started to apologize but I didn’t let her finish instead I wrapped her in the biggest hug. “Oh okay…” She chuckled, hugging me back. “She is the cutest kid, you don’t have to be sorry about anything,” I could feel a tear sliding down my cheek. “I’m so happy she feels happy with you. I still have to talk with Romain though. And thank you for being her new mommy I guess,” she pulled back taking hold of my hands, kissing my knuckles. “It’s the biggest honor.”

We brought in the appetizer and some wine, put Rose into her chair and we started chatting. “I already said to Scarlett, you have a very lovely home Y/n,” said Melanie, and I smiled. “Thank you. One of my architect friends designed everything. “It’s pretty great work,” Karsten looked around. “Thanks,” I said.

The prosciutto quickly disappeared and a bottle of wine was shared between most of us.

I brought out the main dish and everyone was happy to see beef roast with crispy baked potatoes and some different veggies. “Wow this looks amazing,” Scarlett mumbled to herself and I smiled at the sparkling look in her eyes. I got some on Rose’s plate and cut up the meat and the potatoes. “Thank you,” she said as soon as I put the plate in front of her. “You’re welcome.”

“So how did you two meet? Scarlett only told us about a mystery woman,” Hunter smiled at his sister. “We accidentally bumped into each other around November last year,” Scarlett said. “I still think it wasn’t an accident on Scarlett’s side though,” I shrugged with a cheeky smile. “Okay… That’s… Alright, it wasn’t a full accident,” I turned my head toward her and honestly I was shocked that she admitted it. “But we talked for a couple of months after that and then I finally asked her out,” smiled my amazingly beautiful girlfriend.

They asked me all sorts of questions and I was happy to answer all of them. I had nothing to hide from her family and I wanted them to know that I love Scarlett with all my heart. And also Rose.

Later in the night after they left and we put Rose to bed, we cleaned up the kitchen. “How do you think it went?” I asked Scarlett as she put the clean plates away. “Couldn’t have gone better. They love you for sure,” she said and I smiled. “That’s great.”

I finished everything and I got the bottle of wine that was half empty. Poured into two glasses and sat on the counter. Scarlett wiped her hands and took one of the glasses and stood between my legs. Her left hand rested on my thigh, caressing the exposed skin. “Dinner was nice, if you get bored of this acting thing you could be a chef,” she said and took a sip of her wine. I chuckled at her words and shook my head. “Hopefully I don’t get bored of this.” “Yeah, I kinda hope that too,” she shrugged and downed the whole glass of liquor. “Wow, wine is not for thirst you know,” I said and she put the glass down, her hands going straight to my waist. She pulled me closer, my legs sneaking around her waist. “You look good,” she leaned close, her eyes looking between mine and my lips. “I taste good too,” I gave a kiss just on the edge of her mouth. Her pupils were wide and the way her jaw clenched just drove me crazy. Scarlett never held back the lust she felt and not gonna lie that was incredibly hot. My hands trailed up her arms right to her neck. I put my glass down from my other hand and started to slowly massage the back of her neck. “I hope you’ll be like this even when we’re 50,” Scarlett murmured, the tension just growing and growing. “You don’t have to worry about that,” I finally pulled her into a kiss, deepening it immediately.

Scarlett squeezed my waist, the fabric of my dress tightening around me as she fisted it. The kiss soon becomes sloppy and desperate. She pulled the dress up to the top of my thighs and I swiftly pushed myself up and she rolled up the dress from under me. I pulled away and Scarlett was desperate to remove my dress, throwing it to the floor.

Scarlett’s eyes fell to my breast and before I could think she started kissing all over my chest. A quiet sigh fell from my lips and I tilted my head back so she could have more access. “I love you so much,” she mumbled against my skin and soon started sucking on my pulse. My breath hitched as I tried to speak but I forced it out tho. “I love you too.”

I looked down at her breathlessly as her eyes met mine just before she took a tit into her warm mouth. I gasped and my hands moved on their own accord, slipping fingers through her hair as she sucked and lightly trailed her teeth over my right tit before moving onto the left. I was trying my best to be as quiet as possible but it was very fucking hard.

I grabbed her left hand and pushed it between my legs, hoping she would get the message.

And thank god she did, because her fingers found the hem of my underwear and literally ripped it off, throwing it to the dress. I groaned and threw my head back. “Be quiet.” She demanded and I just leaned my forehead against her shoulder, whimpering under her touch.

She swiftly laid me down on the counter, pulling me to the edge of it by my thighs. Planted kisses along my thigh before her tongue licks a long stripe over my slit. I grabbed onto the edge of the marble counter, gripping it till my knuckles turned white.

Her eyes remain on me as she explores every inch of me with her tongue. I threw my head back when she sucked on my clit a bit before pulling away.

I looked down and met Scarlett's lust-blown eyes as she sticks her ring and middle fingers into her mouth to coat them in saliva before slowly easing them into me. My back arched against the counter, feeling my muscles tightening. “Fucking hell,” I groaned. She lowered herself to take my clit back between her lips, sucking as she stimulated with curling her fingers.

And then it hit me. I felt like I’m gonna break the counter from how hard I was holding on to it. My thighs naturally tried to close up but Scarlett forced them apart, the muscles flexing on her biceps. “Come, baby, come” she whined and that’s all I needed to push me over the edge. My body was shaking while Scarlett lapped up every drop. I swear to go I don’t ever want anyone else to do this to me if it’s not her. She gives me earth-shattering orgasms and I fucking love them.

I breathed heavily, trying to find a normal rhythm. “You okay?” Scarlett’s soft hands slid up my thighs and stopped on my hips. “Honestly?” I took a deep breath in and closed my eyes. “I feel like I'm in heaven.”

***

The next day Scarlett insisted on cooking and my parents and Léa were happy to finally meet her. Mostly my dad though.

They asked kind of the same questions from her and I just basically fell more and more in love with her. She was literally perfect, yes she was stubborn and sometimes thinking that she’s the only one who’s right but we can look past that.

Everyone went amazing and I was just happy that they know how joyful my life is because of her and Rose. My mother was surprised that Rose and I got along so well but I guess it didn’t help how much she pressured me into having kids soon.

Later that night we were laying in bed, watching Dateline as usual. “So our 6 months is gonna be this Saturday and I thought I could post then. What do you think of these?” I showed her two pictures and she nodded. “Nice.” “You sure you’re okay with this?” I asked, leaning against her front and she wrapped an arm around me. “Yes, and I’m gonna say yes every time you ask.” “Okay, I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable with all this social media think. Besides, after that I’m still only going to post your pinky or something, but like… you know if there’s like a picture that I think everyone needs to see, I don’t know… us at a premier or something. We need to think about these. You don’t have social media, so I’d like to hear your thoughts.” “Whatever you want,” she said and I looked up at her. “Scar, I’m serious.” “So am I. As long as I don’t have to do all this technical stuff, I’m great,” she gave a kiss on my forehead and went back to watching the show. “Well yeah, you’re not the best at that,” I mumbled with a smirk, and the next thing I knew she punched my side, making me jump a little. “You know I’m right.” “I guess you could say that.”

***

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y/n_cole: my love, you’re all I’ve wished for in this life❤️ everything is better with you. everything is better since you. i will never forget the moment I realized i love you and I’m the happiest that our paths crossed in this crazy world. I love you endlessly✨ 6 months and counting🤍

chrisevans I’m the happiest for you two❤️

y/n_cole way too obsessed with the idea😆

florencepugh biggest power couple in Hollywood hands down💁‍♀️

y/n_cole speaking facts there!

sarcjo_for_life deep down we all knew Scarlett was fruity… I’m just happy Y/n is her girl🔥

[explicitred]

Can I request a streamer genshin impact au where everyone is a streamer but male y/n is a new realeased character, so what would there reaction be to the 1st and powerful harbinger (and his foul legacy form)?

Genshin Impact Streamer AU - (Male Reader)

It seemed the roles were reversed. Our dear players have turned into a newly released character, and the characters have turned into streamers. 

When these characters saw your trailer, they were hyped. Not only were you a powerful harbinger, but you were also the 1st harbinger! (and hawt too lmao) They did tons of streams talking and trying to figure you out before you officially got released. Leaks can spread around easily, which got to them. Many Y/N fans went to their streams because they mainly talked about you. And when your foul legacy form was announced? ohohoho. Let’s just say that they were announced as the biggest simps ever. (body pillow of you? maybe.) Albedo, Childe (award for buying the most figurines of you), Gorou, Ayato, Kazuha, Zhongli

(Albedo has fanart of you in his room that he drew during stream lol) (Childe definitely traumatized his brother by saying that a 3d harbinger anime guy should be his husband or smth.)

Have you ever seen a Genshin video/stream do rituals for summoning their favorite characters? Ahem. These characters have bought candles, your favorite food, and written your name a hundred times so that they could have a better success rate of getting you. Candles in a circle, your name on paper scattered around, and your favorite food in the middle. Everyone chanted your name on the stream as per requested by them for the monthly ritual. Kinda sounds like a cult now. (And yes, they sacrificed characters in the game lol) Ah, but of course the foul legacy part. These characters have done these rituals before even knowing what you looked like. However, when they saw you and who you were, these rituals were done daily. (Even if you weren’t on the banner and they have you already at C6) Fischl, Childe, Itto

When these characters saw you, they already thought you were hot. If you were real, they would date you. Marriage would be preferable though. However, when your foul legacy form came on the screen, they blushed so hard. Everyone: Xiao, Childe, Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya (probably smirked and flirted), Ayato, Kazuha, etc.

Everywhere you see in their house, are pictures and fanart of you. So proud of it that they show their house to their stream daily. Especially in their bedroom, there are pictures of you in your foul legacy form. Way too many. Would pretend you are real in their pictures and talk to you. In their living room, they have a big picture of you and the other harbingers. They like to call themselves a Y/N enthusiast. (would daydream about you in public) Itto, Kujou Sara (Except she would be more secretive about it and have a stash of Y/N related things), Keqing (Same as Sara), Fischl

This person is very nice. They play playlists from YouTube on their stream while playing your character. They can’t and won’t fight you for materials like Childe’s boss fights which gives them materials. They refuse to because they feel it’ll hurt you in-game :(. Even if you’re hot in your foul legacy form, no. Though they must admit, everyone freaked out including them about your foul legacy form. They almost fell out of their chair from the shock of how good-looking you were. Bennett (becoming lucky from not falling from the chair?), Fischl (would probably cosplay you), Sucrose

-Kazuha would write romantic poetry about you.

idk if you wanted it to be like this but i tried lmao (you said “everyone” so if i were to write each individual reaction it would take too long)

Childe when he saw your foul legacy form:

“OHHHHH NOOOOO HE’S HOT”