#butttt i did not make the connections

[anotheruntitledsong]

i did like the hidden palace but (SPOILER if anyone hasn't read it?) i'm genuinely so annoyed at how Arbeely is handled like... I wish i could be sad but i'm just fucking irritated. I was overly invested in him and that's def why but i just feel like they did him dirty

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

i think my problem with matls rn is i have several potential starting points that would all be good but i dont know which one to fucking go with and i dont want to start working on things in earnest in case i change my mind and have wasted work ToT

[rynfiles]

love island — aot edition !

✎ᝰ — aot boys on love island

★ — eren, connie, reiner, jean x reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + boys being boys, casa amor, connie and reiner are the REAL lover boys and no one can change my mind !!!

★ — a/n: i have a bat boys version on my other blog :)

꒰ EREN JAEGER ꒱

ꔛ everyone’s favorite pretty boy or highkey most hated in america, no in between. I feel like he’ll be either very miguel codex or slightly rob coded, aka either open asf or an “onion”

ꔛ he was quite friendly and engaged himself with everyone, platonically or romantically. he gave like a brotherly vibe or “best friend’s brother” vibe

ꔛ butttt I will say that eren was a bombshell that EVERY girl was swooning for and loved all the attention that he got. he was being indecisive on which girl he’d couple with cause he really wanted to get to know everyone

ꔛ a lot of people in america either disliked the way eren moved in the villa or understood where he was coming from. he honestly has tried multiple connections but it seems like none can click in a way that he wanted, no matter how much he tried :/

ꔛ as days and couplings pass, eren decides on the person that was for him, another new bombshell that everyone loved as well. your aura was radiating soft colors, friendly, kind, and a safe space for eren. ever since then, eren has been nothing but smiles, laughs, and always exuding soft love towards his couple

ꔛ with you, he felt like he could see himself in the end, make your relationship official, and show you off. he’s always smiling after you guy’s chats, talking about the outside world and expressing how much he adores you, slight flirting here and there but that’s typical eren

ꔛ every time you guys recoupled, eren’s speeches were short and sweet. some of them weren’t his best but it was still cute how he tries to express himself for you

ꔛ neowwww casa amor, I fear all his respect flew out the window and he just did his own thing. did he think about his couple from time to time? sort of….but he did excuse himself by saying he was testing yall connection (typical male behavior). though, during the casa recoupling he felt his heart drop when he came back with another girl and saw you standing all by themselves, dolled up and waiting with open arms. just to be embarrassed by this man and the girl who stole all his attention

ꔛ for days, he would try to win you back but he started feeling like there was no going back after casa. he made breakfast, wrote cute notes, talk to your friends, any and everything he tried all he can to win them back. in the end, he accepted his actions, the feelings he hurt, and broke it off with the girl he brought back. even after that, he kept up with the little actions to show how sorry he is and slowly won his way into america’s heart :)

ꔛ in the end, eren got eliminated before the final 4. he wasn’t mad at it, sulked a bit cause he’ll miss his friends and all the amazing people he met but he does understand why he didn’t make it to the end. also gave himself time to enjoy you in the real world and potentially become a real couple

꒰ CONNIE SPRINGER ꒱

ꔛ oh connie, the lover everyone wants in their lives. he’s so kordell coded, it’s actually sick just thinking about it; he’s charming, sweet, patient, and funny asf. he was america’s favorite boy and you can tell he definitely didn’t mind the attention

ꔛ I would say he’s an og and got along well with everyone, however didn’t really have a connection. he was in a couple but that didn’t necessarily work out and it kinda broke him, he thought he was gonna be eliminated and don’t experience the love he deserves :/

ꔛ but God bless, you came in as a bombshell and stole that boy’s heart quickly. the boys teased him about how they can practically see heart eyes in connie’s eyes as you entered, but can you blame him? you were stunning, your outfit fitted you well, and your beauty made his pound, he thought he could it for a second

ꔛ ever since you entered, he was all over you and pulling you into multiple chats. he really wanted to get to know you and beg that there could be something between the two of you and there was! it wasn’t there initially but as time passed, you felt giddy when you saw him :)

ꔛ throughout your time with him, he would rave on about how much he adores you, compliment your appearance and personality, doing everything in his willpower to show how much he genuinely likes you. he didn’t force himself on you, he gave you enough space and let you figure out where you stand with him

ꔛ the first time, y’all coupled together, oh that boy was grinning ear to earrrrrr. your speech wowed him and made him fall for you even more. as he approached you, and spun you around, he just can’t get over you he can’t help it. it feels like bright colors and giddiness as he was around you

ꔛ oh casa amor was his BIGGEST villain. he contemplated on staying but the boys convinced him that this will be like a mini vacation from the villa, trust them!! oh how he wish he didn’t listen…

ꔛ casa was fun and he did enjoy the girls that he met, he kept his distance as well and tried to respect himself for those three days. however this one girl was just temptation in a bikini; batting her eyes, touching him in all the right places, knowing exactly what to say to win cornelius over and I fear it worked….

ꔛ one kiss outside challenges and connie became allured by this girl. his hands on her body, enjoyed being sweet talk by her, being clouded by everything she says and does. well, ‘til the morning after, he wakes up and realizes how great of a mess he made for himself. he kissed another girl which lead him into a slight panic cause he won’t know how you’ll handle the news; his heart dropped to his ass when he realized how much he disrespected you

ꔛ the recoupling after casa wasn’t the prettiest, even when he didn’t walk in with ole girl. he did enough in casa and bringing that girl back would’ve done more collateral damage. however, when he received news that you knew what happened, he knew he couldn’t recover from it. he became apologetic as you stood there with an emotion that was anything but excited or happy to see him

ꔛ he spent, and I mean DAYSSSSS, winning you back. he would try what eren did and he went above and beyond to win you back. cooking you breakfast, apologizing daily, write notes, pull you for a chat and try to explain himself, tell you how much he missed you during casa, and try to convince you how sorry he was. it hurts him extremely that you’re upset with him instead of joking and smiling with him like you guys used to, and he was even more hurt when he found out how much you cried while casa and after casa

ꔛ america screamed at you to please take him back cause he’s trying to prove himself that he does like you and didn’t wanna hurt you like he did. y/n pleaseeeee take him back, he’s been silently sobbing in his bed for four days cause he missed you :(

ꔛ the recoupling where you did forgive him, oh he almost lost it (in a good way). he almost cried when you chose him cause he misses your presence, your chats, your beauty, everything about you and no one could have replaced that for him. he didn’t want any chance to ruin what y’all built AGAIN, no matter how tempting

ꔛ connie made it to the final four and won WOOOOOO!!! america already loved him but the dedication and his authenticity to win you back made the perfect love story to win america over. I mean who doesn’t love male groveling ;) ?

꒰ REINER BRAUN ꒱

ꔛ THE BIG, SOFT BLONDIE <33333. he’s kind, sweet, a great helper, extremely understanding, and always there for others. he grew such great bonds with everyone and everyone in the villa loved him from day one

ꔛ an og in the villa that seems to be the most favorited but can you blame them? plus, he wears his heart on his sleeve and isn’t afraid to express himself with every person he’s interested in. he enjoyed his chats with everyone but he enjoyed yours the most, you bring this sort of energy that reiner can’t point out but adores it so well

ꔛ he instantly clicked with you from day one and expressed how much he’s interested in getting to know you. ever since then, you guys were joint at the hip and barely leaving each other’s side, and everyone in the villa always comment how much you two complement each other as you’re together

ꔛ he held your hand during your chats, let you lay on him, give you his full attention, giving you everything you need to know how much he’s invested in you. small compliments, breakfast with your fave drink, made you fruit bowls for snacks, given massages here and there, gave you small kisses, the list can go on how much reiner did for you

ꔛ every time the guys joked about how down bad reiner is, he just took it and agreed. he doesn’t mind being mister romantic for his couple, even after bombshells would pull him for dates and/or chats. he always found himself running back to you <3

ꔛ america’s lover boy and they couldn’t hate him one bit and the amount of fangirls he got? oh goodness, now everyone wants a reiner in their life

ꔛ oh reiner hated casa amor, he liked that he let himself experience it but one kiss outside challenges made you realize how much he missed you. he missed being your arms, he missed your smile, he missed your presence that brought him an immense amount of comfort and happiness. he could barely bare being without you

ꔛ thankfully, all the casa girls gave up and stopped trying to go after him from how much he sulked about missing you

ꔛ after casa was a bit….off. reiner was a bit anxious to tell you that he kissed someone and was scared that you were gonna leave him, he couldn’t let that happen! he worked up the courage to tell you and was ready to accept any sort of punishment that could come, including being apologetic until he was back on your good graces

ꔛ you and reiner ended up either being runners up or the winners! america couldn’t get enough of this big softie who had so much admiration and respect for his couple. he didn’t mind the results, he was just ready to get out the villa and make everything official with you <3

꒰ JEAN KIRSTEIN ꒱

ꔛ at first, america wasn’t really a fan of jean, just like with eren. came off a bit conceited but that ddin’t stop anyone to explore jean and they very much didn’t regret it

ꔛ I would say jean is also an og who quickly hit it off with the guys. some of the girls, not as quick or not as close as he wished to be. there was one person whom he wished he hit it off but it just couldn’t click for a period of time (you)

ꔛ it kinda hurt jean a bit that you guys didn’t get along romantically but it didn’t stop him from wanting to explore you with every chance he got. he’d pull you for chats, do small, romantic gestures, anything to get you

ꔛ even as he was coupled up, he made it clear that he was still open until the recoupling where the boys chose. oh jean was elated to be ready to pick you, his speech was so pretty and emphasized his growing crush on you

ꔛ as episodes passed on, they realized how much of a sweetheart jean is. his recoupling speeches were always thought out and held nothing back. he also made it a habit to kiss your cheek every time you guys recoupled

ꔛ there was a time where a bombshell stole jean and he did explore her. however, that was short filled and fizzled into just friends, mans was just too stuck on you

ꔛ mannnn, casa amor, oh casa amor. he didn’t mind going to casa, as he approached it with the mindset that he was just testing yall relationship, right? wrong! those three days lead to jean explore in a way that even he didn’t expect out of him. it’s not that he didn’t care about his couple but he sure tricked himself into that he was testing himself and boy did he fail!!!

ꔛ to make things worse than he already is, he brought a girl back like wtf. as you stood there, looking stunning waiting for jean, he brings in a girl and your heart shattered. you thought he genuinely liked you but now it seems to be a different reality of who jean is

ꔛ jean didn’t explain himself, he tried to but every excuse had himself look lousy. he gave up and couldn’t even look in you the eyes. a tear trickled down on his face as he realized the the damage he has done

ꔛ time after casa, he would give you space but still pull you to tell you how sorry he is. at times, he would ditch his chosen casa girl to apologize and show how sorry he is. additionally, he was quick to cut things off with the girl which didn’t end well…

ꔛ you would question if he was being genuine and did he ever think about you during casa. he said he did and he completely regrets casa for even existing. he spent days upon days to show remorse for what he has done. he didn’t need to and shouldn’t have tested yall connection just to prove something to himself, and he knew that

ꔛ he started to lose faith that he might lose you forever, around the villa sulking and being lowly. even as the boys encouraged him, he couldn’t bear to accept their advice and would instead go to your friends to figure out what to do

ꔛ you did take him back after one night where yall sat in soul ties and he explained how heavy his heart felt from potentially losing you, sighs coming out when he saw that your doesn’t light up when you see him, or how you would dump him and be with another man. it was a hefty speech that that included extreme emotions, ‘I miss you’, ‘please take me back’, lengthy explanations on why you’re the one he wants and not the other girl, how he would change for himself and you. he’s saying anything so you could take him back and thankfully it worked in his favor

ꔛ in the end, jean ended up in third place :). he enjoyed his time in the villa and felt like he came out as better person, to himself and to you. after the villa, you guys continued to grow what you had and became official in the way of a beautiful picnic and a heartfelt love letter

𖥻 I miss writing for aot BADDDDDDD. like yall don’t understand how much I miss writing for my babies 😣

𖥻 here’s how I see it. connie is kordell, reiner is kenny but white, and eren is miguel. change my mind !!

𖥻 I wanted to make connie and reiner’s longer but had to stop myself 🧍🏽‍♀️. blame champagne coast by blood orange

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: ephesians 3:20-21. glory to be God, I love Him so much

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[bueckersstrap]

CASUAL / MY FAVOURITE BRA LIVES IN YOUR DRESSER / WE’RE NOT TOGETHER / YOU WONDER WHY I’M BITTER

c speaks ; this has been rotting in my drafts for so long omfg 😣 i needed to get something out so idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ also my writing makes me cringe so bad omfg i read this back in horror…… but whatevs 🙂‍↕️

wc ; 1.1k (short ik butttt)

warnings ; alludes to sexual content, almost smut, paige is an asshole, language

not spell checked n this is a draft so it’s not perfect yk ?? 😁

It was a saturday night – a long one at that. You were laid up with your girlfriend, no, casual hookup, Paige Bueckers. She called you up after their loss against Iowa state.

 “Yo, Y/N,” “Hello?” Your voice rang muffled through the phone, it was around 2 when she called. “We lost. You in the city?” You deeply sighed, “Yeah, for the weekend.” You rubbed your forehead in exhaustion. Not necessarily because you were tired but because you were at your wits end with Paige’s late night calls, but you weren’t innocent either as you always picked up and complied.

But, how couldn’t you? She had you completely wrapped around her finger. She knew you too well and knew exactly what to say and what to do, you were utterly captivated by Paige and there was nothing you could do to resist it.

She airily chuckled, “So, you like, tryna come over?” “Yeah,” You replied with little to no hesitation, “I’ll be there in 20.” You hung up almost immediately after the words left your mouth, you didn’t know why you accepted the invitation with such open arms. All your friends called you a loser for constantly beckoning at Paige’s call. It slightly took you by surprise when her contact had illuminated your phone screen, she hadn’t called in a while and according to her finsta posts it clearly didn’t bother her as much as it did you. 

You ruffled the clothes in your top drawer, trying to find the matching bra and panties that Paige liked. When you realized you were only looking for the set because she liked them it sent a wave of nausea in your stomach. You eventually gave up looking with a sigh because you couldn’t find it, you glanced at the time that read 2:15. You didn’t want to be late so you picked out another set and clothed yourself, spraying two extra sprays of your perfume and lotioning with the matching pair.

‘im omw’

‘k’

The dry response made your stomach churn. Maybe you read too much into things but, god, she really couldn’t have cared less about you. For a second, just a split second, you sat in your car, nearly sinking into the leather of your seats rethinking about even going. You knew if you didn’t she would most likely never call you up again and thinking about not feeling the soft pads of her fingertips against your face, your hips, your body, made your head whirl with emotion. So, instead of getting out of your car (which in retrospect probably would’ve been the right choice), you started it and started driving.

You paced in the elevator, biting at your lips and fixing your fresh makeup in the camera of your phone. You strolled down the hallway and knocked at her door and there she was in all her glory. Her hair was wavy from her signature braids and she was clad in black shorts and a white Nike sports bra. “Hey,” She breathed all while looking you up and down, you smiled back and caught yourself in a blush. She signalled for you to come in and so you did. You kicked off your air forces and she pulled you in by the waist – that touch that you constantly yearned for, the touch that you feared to never feel again. Your lips connected and the way she swiftly slipped her tongue in your mouth sent heat straight to your core. The kiss intensified and you were led into her bedroom being pushed down onto the bed. 

She pushed her bare knee in between your legs, both spreading them open and applying pressure where you needed relief the most. “Fuck, Paige more,” You moaned out, breaking the kiss and tilting your head back which gave you a semi-clear view in your peripheral of Paige’s phone lighting up in intervals of seconds. You tried to focus back at Paige and the way she was sucking dark marks on your chest but it kept happening. She picked up on it when she asked, “What's wrong, mama?” you paused between asking her a question you probably didn’t want the answer to, or just leaving it. Unfortunately, you picked the first option. “Who’s blowing up your phone?” Your tone shot out a lot more acrid than you’d like. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” She harshly laughed, going to reach for her phone. 

You propped yourself up on the white pillows behind you looking at Paige’s inquisitive face. “So? Who is it?” You asked with a tinge of frustration in your voice, and instead of her answering she just waved her hand at you in a ‘shoo’ motion. You took matters into your own hand and glanced over her phone, “Bro, what the fuck?” She quickly swiped her phone and stood up. You felt yourself choke up in your throat, you didn’t see much but from what you could see it was some initial you couldn’t make out and a bunch of unnecessary hearts beside it.

"Who is that, Paige?" you demanded, almost pleading for an answer. "We're not even together, so why does it matter so much? We agreed on no attachments." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Casual?"

"Casual is wild work considering you treat me like I’m your girlfriend or something," You started pulling your shirt back up, suddenly feeling the rush of exposure like a million eyes clinging to the bare flesh of your chest.

She let out a laugh at your pointed statement, "I don’t know what dreamland you’re living in, but I treat you like normal,”  

Your eyes widened as you pressed your hands against your forehead. “Normal? This,” you gestured between the two of you, “Is what you call ‘normal’? You’re fucking insane Paige.”

You were genuinely caught off guard and confused about where the lines had blurred between you and Paige’s casual hookup.

“It’s been working fine for a while, you just want to pick a fight for no good reason.” she accused casually. You struggled to meet her gaze, your eyes darting around the room until they landed on it– the bra to the matching set you had been looking for earlier. It dawned on you that your bra (and likely your panties) had been residing in Paige’s dresser for some time.

"Hello?" Paige waved her hand in front of your face, snapping you back to reality. "Is it so casual for you to keep my bra in your drawer? Is that casual enough for you?" You marched over and pulled it out of the slightly open drawer.

“I don’t understand why you’re so bitter about this. I called you to fuck, not console you about shit that doesn’t involve you. God, you’re just so difficult,” Paige followed you out of her bedroom as you walked out in front of her, pure disbelief took over your mind and body.

“Nice to know how much you care, Paige.” Grabbing your air forces, you lazily slipped them on and stuffed the bra into your pocket. You unlocked the door and bitterly walked out.

[thesimquarter]

hello! sims 2 miniopolis update!

first of all, my current sims 2 urbz sims >:3 outside of the obvious change of a default skin, they don't look that different compared to my old versions of them. But! believe me they are better.as well, this time! there's the DS exclusive characters and a few sims intended to be townies. In order, Lloyd, Red Man, Daschell Swank, Chet R. Chase, Bucki Brock's sister, Joe from the Flea Market (yes, he does have a name), Ava Cadavra, and Gordie Puck. Indeed, they're very red.

And an update to the town in general! I've finished most of the easy lots now, mostly having harder lots to do now. Such as the Mausoleum, Circus, Brownstones + Slice O'Life (which I… attempted. can you believe that the map of this game doesn’t follow the laws of physics?), etc.

New lots include: - Junked Schoolbus (which IS connected to the Chopper Garage visually but they aren't the same lot) - Chopper Garage (which i am not going to put underneath the road/jail! it looks cool in-game, but possibly impossible to do in the sims 2 but it makes no sense spatially!! the other side of the garage would just be underground!!!) - Cemetery (Mostly just empty buildings for aesthetics. No graves… yet. and there probably won’t be until the final version of the hood.) - Miniopolis Chronicle (TINY) - Miniopolis Hospital + University (if this was ts3 i probably would have made them separately) - Club Xizzle (what is it supposed to look like on the outside + should there be two?) - Glasstown Megamall - Cinema d'Urbania (how do you make a cinema in this game? big TV?)

I redid King Tower as well, just to make it fill out a 3x3 lot instead of a 2x2 lot, and Café Multiplaya has a new outdoor seating area (to fill in space). The Coffee Shop, the Market, and Glasstown apartments were in my last post, just kinda in the background. The Market has a lot of creative liberties taken to it, as I just didn't like how it translated into the Sims (as in it's made to represent the real-life French Quarter Market more). The Glasstown Apartment has a few other units in it for some of the Urbz sims (more on that in a bit!)

I removed pretty much, all the elevation from the .s4c terrain. It's easy to put back butttt, the sims 2 just doesn't work in a way that's friendly to sloped lots (and simcity 4 for slopes that take <1 unit of distance, you can't make steep cliffs in these games. so, basically, due to the compactness of the city, there isn’t enough room to add in slopes without making it all janky). They may come back at the end if we can Wizard the slopes to work the lots, but for now...

Ignore the weird road off the Sim Quarter. I was experimenting with what could be done with the riverboat. I was thinking about putting it on a beach lot and making a joke about it being temporarily landlocked (read: i already did) and was trying to find a good, functional place to put it. There may be other ways to do a riverboat though… hmmm

Anyways onto housing for the Sims. So, the Glasstown Apartments has a few more units to fit in a few other characters (Lottie Cash (I did manage to squeeze a bowling alley in there), Lily Gates, and Darius) but other than that? Very little! (I did Ewan’s House. however, it’s just a box; i took modest pretty literally). I might make a post soon where I talk about where each Urb would probably live, just as an excuse to talk to myself for a little while.

[ferrariregina]

little black dress pt.1 | mv1 × reader

pairing: max verstappen × reader

warning: alcohol consumption, not proofread, unedited, club scenes

summary: former fear of best friend's brother max turns into unexpected love when you return to town, connecting in your friend's absence, sparking deep feelings.

part 1, part 2

your eyes roamed around the dance floor, looking at the people dancing their nights away. some grinding on each other, some just being themselves.

a smile creeps up on your face as you watch your best friend victoria dancing with her man, having a night away from her precious boys.

sipping on your drink you get occupied with people watching. you've always been the quiet type who loved observing in any setting, even at the club.

"y/n come on! we are here for you today get on here!" vic drags you onto the dance floor. "welcome back babe! I missed you so much!" she screams over the loud music dancing along with it making you break out in your moves.

oh, yes you might be shy but you know your way around the nightlife. throwing your head back, and rolling your hips to the music you let yourself go like no one was watching.

except there max was, leaning against the bar watching you dance in that little black dress of yours.

it took him a while to recognize you. the last time he saw you, you were still a teenager who was dead scared of him from the day his sister first introduced you both.

looking at you now all max could see was the most beautiful woman he ever laid his eyes on. he watched you and his sister dance around, laughing and enjoying the night.

you sat to have a drink leaving vic and tom alone for a while unaware of your best friend's brother's presence in the club.

"still scared of me schatje?" a low voice startled you making you almost stumble off your seat.

"jesus! you scared me!" you screamed looking back at to see max. "i was never scared of you max. stop with it," you playfully hit his chest. although young you were scared of him for some unknown reason you would never admit it.

"glad to see you back in town y/n, vic missed you a lot," he said moving a strand of hair out of your face.

"i missed her too-" your eyes went to the dance floor only to see no sign of the lovebirds. "did they just ditch me?" you let out a laugh looking at max.

"you're surprised?" he asks standing up and gesturing you to follow him. "honestly?no. not like it's the first time." you shrug following him.

your heels clicked on the pavement as you followed him to the parking lot. he led you to his car, opening the door "drop a text to vic, I'm dropping you off at your place."

a/n: brainstormed three nights and came up with this. can't promise that part 2 will come soon butttt I promise it'll be better than this one. enjoy this till then!

xoxo

[writingpiecesak]

Hiii can you right a bakugo x severely injured reader

we dont get enough of these😓😓 IF YOU DO THANK YOUUU

Hiii , wasn’t sure how much severely injured or if blood was okay butttt yes! Love this idea!! ❤️

also it’s pretty lengthy lol i wasn’t sure when to stop 😅 also I had this song in mind while writing this.

It was supposed to be a simple evacuation mission. Simply guide the residents to safety and rescue any injured civilians then take them to the medical tents for treatment. You were assigned to Ground Group B, go through each alley way of apartments and help civilians out of harm's way. Your partner dashed off to help the others taking on Slade and his minions. You moved quickly and silently, you never knew who could be lurking about.

“It’s okay, you’re safe now, take my hand.” You extended your arm out to a terrified child, hiding behind the dumpsters covered in dirt. The air was filled with dust and rubble from the fallen buildings, the child looked to you, his hand trembling in fear. You waited patiently till his hand was fully in yours, and slowly you guided him out of his hiding spot.

“Alright, don’t let go okay? Stay with me, you’ll be okay.” You reassured him.

Your other hand stayed hovered above your thigh holster, securing a flare gun in case you needed aid to your position. You were holding his hand tightly as you walked through the streets desperately trying to find the route you knew that led to safety.

With the thickness of the dusty air clouding your vision, you decided to use your quirk to help light the way. Your quirk, Rays, is able to make waves of blinding lights enough to illuminate a dark forest and when concentrated enough can blind an enemy for a whole five minutes. But for now, you used only enough as a flashlight would.

“yo sunshine, what are your coordinates?”

His voice startled you for a moment, only a moment until annoyance took over.

“What did I say about calling me that?” You tap your ear piece that has a built-in mic that withstands over 200 meters and works connectively like Bluetooth.

“Tsk, you still respond to it. Where are you?”

You roll your eyes, “I’m here on the ground, trying to help this kid I found to a medic tent. He has some surface wounds.”

You glanced back at the young kid who naively sucked his thumb as a way to help make himself feel safe. You chuckled.

“Where's your partner? I thought there was a buddy system.”

“Oh you mean Aoyama? He took off, said he wanted to help you guys fight Slade. Didn’t really give me a choice, isn’t he there?” You whispered, peering around a corner of a building scoping out for any signs of threat.

“No…he isn’t, wait so you’re alone?”

You smiled softly, “Aww, are you worried about little ol’ me, Katsuki? Don’t worry, I can take care of myself.”

“I never doubted that Sunshine. Just don’t like the idea of you alone out there.”

A soft smile played on your lips, “You don’t like the idea of me period, Suki.” You said sarcastically.

“Tsk, never that Sunshine.”

This fun little banter you had going on with Katsuki actually helped ease your nerves a bit. You both had this secret push and pull game you two played together and it was really the best thing you could cling to at a time like this. You didn’t like the idea of being alone, especially with obscured vision and in the presence of a young civilian. You could light the entire block if you wanted but you didn’t want to give away your position to potential threats.

“Katsuki?” You questioned when static was playing through your ear piece.

“H-He’s –––stay–—move!”

You stopped in your tracks trying to make sense of those broken parts of his voice. Your breathing became more heavy and you quickly tugged the kid closer, lifting him to your arms basically carrying him as his legs instinctively wrapped around your waist.

“Is the bad guy here?” The young boy asked nervously.

“I’m not sure. We have to hide for now.” You started to run down the street in hopes of just finding the evacuation zone by luck.

“He’s gone! Slade left the field, stay where you are, don't move!”

You were listening to his words yet at the same time a figure in the distance was emerging. Your eyes squint trying to make out if this was a friend or foe. You stopped in your place and waited for some kind of signal, the figure was walking closer but something about them seemed injured almost as if they were limping.

Another civilian? You thought, slowly placing the child down slowly on his two feet. You started to approach the person but the young boy tugged on your hand, his eyes pleading you to stay. You crouched down to meet his eye level.

“I have to see if they need my help. They could be hurt.” You patted his head affectionately.

You took a deep breath and turned to the person, who stood there not making a sound nor were they walking towards you anymore. You proceeded with caution, shimmering light emerging from the palms of your hands.

“Are you okay, do you need some help?” You shouted, taking baby steps closer, your gut was fighting your steps telling you to turn back, to run, to hide, to blind this person before they could hurt you.

You should’ve trusted your gut.

Your eyes grew wider as you saw this person raise his arms, aiming for a sonic boom clap, but not at you. Your eyes traveled to where their hands were pointed and horror filled your veins. There was no injured civilian. This was Slade.

His sonic boom clap would send this kid to oblivion, killing him instantly. Your feet quickly took off heading back for the kid who stood there fidgeting with his fingers. Every step from your feet echoed in your head, and for a ration second, you threw your hand back and used Ray to its full extent, waves of blistering white hot light shot out from your hand instantly blinding Slade causing him to throw his aim off.

At the very last second, his hands clapped and his sonic boom trashed to the nearby building. Cracks spiderwebbed across the walls, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. The young kids' eyes were full of panic and tears. You were close, so close. Just enough to grab him but then debris rained down from above, shattering windows and blocking your only pathway to reach for him. With each passing moment, the building groaned under the strain, its supports buckling under the immense pressure. The building began to crumble. Floors pancaked on top of each other as the structure collapsed in on itself.

With the surge of desperation you reached out for the kid and in a blink of an eye, you pulled him out of his stand still panic state, and tossed him to the other side of the street, clearing him from the damage that’s now been done.

The kid cried out as he watched rocks of cement topple over you and bury you inside. Dust and smoke filled the air once again, the boy crawling over trying to remove any pieces of debris. He couldn’t leave you. Not after you saved him.

.

.

.

“Damn what was that!” Denki shouted, pointing towards the town where different groups of rescuers were dispatched. Their eyes watched as smoke rose from the unknown to them, a fallen building. Katsuki had a bad feeling, he turned away, turning his mic back on.

“Sunshine? Come in Sunshine?”

“Who’s Sunshine?” Ashido tuned in, “He means y/n, only he calls her that for whatever reason.” Denki reminded her.

“Shut up assfaces! Sunshine, come in, what was that explosion?”

His only response was static. He chewed his bottom lip and ripped off his ear piece in frustration. He took a glance at his group, fairly enough everyone was doing okay with minor injuries. His head was doing backflips and somersaults trying to think if you were okay.

“Sunsh–Y/n isn’t answering her coms.” He informed Izuku.

“Wait really? Maybe she’s with her group rounding up the civilians and heading to the hospital.”

“That’s shit, she would’ve answered me. I’m going to look for her.” He pushed aside Izuku.

“W-Wait Kachan you can’t go by yourself!”

“Try and stop me.” He sneered before taking off.

He blasted through the air heading towards the faded smoke cloud only to see that Izuku was right on his tail following him. He scoffed but didn’t reject any help.

His mind was racing with possibilities. Maybe you were farther than 200 meters. Maybe Izuku was right, you could be at the hospital right now tending to victims' needs. Or perhaps your ear piece fell out. Anything was better than what his mind was creating.

“Down there!” Izuku pointed.

Katsuki's eyes saw the fallen building and a small kid sitting against the rubble hugging his knees. The two landed right by and immediately went to the crying child. Izuku, handling kids better than Katsuki, took charge.

“Hey little guy, are you alright? What’s wrong, what happened here?” He helped dust him off and wipe away his tears.

“Bad guy..” He sniffled.

Meanwhile, Katsuki was looking around for any information or indication on your whereabouts. Checking the ground for a broken earpiece. He could ask for the story later but right now his only concern was you. There was no one in sight. His heart was falling to the pits of his stomach, his breathing becoming shallow at the narrowing of possibilities.

“A-And then, she sa-saved me.”

“Who kid?” Katsuki quickly pulled the kid towards him, also crouched down to his size. The young boy only lowered his head, tears flowing through as his small hand pointed to the pile of rubble besides them.

Both Izuku and Katsuki's eyes slowly looked over to what he had pointed at. Katsuki’s heart pounded in his chest as he frantically began sifting through the debris, his hands bloodied and trembling with each movement. Every fiber of his being was consumed by the desperate need to find you, his Sunshine. With each passing moment, his fear intensified, driving him to dig deeper, to search harder, refusing to accept the possibility of you being lost to him forever. Every tug on another rock, his eyes were filling, stinging of tears that threatened to fall. His sniffles reminded him what he could possibly lose. No more fun banter. No more Sunshine jokes. No more late night talks. No more pranks pulled. No more secret stargazing. No more teasing of his hair. No more beautiful smiles when you laughed. No more stolen glances. No more shy compliments that make you blush. No more. No more you.

And then, amidst the rubble, he saw you. You laid motionless, battered and broken, your body barely recognizable beneath the broken glass and concrete. Horror washed over him as he knelt beside you, his hands shaking as he gently cradled you in his arms. Tears welled in his eyes as he whispered your name, praying for a sign of life. But you remained still, your breathing shallow and faint. He brushed your hair to the side letting rugged sobs escape his lips.

Izuku immediately discharged his flare gun while talking to his teammates on their coms, informing them on the situation at hand. Katsuki holding you dearly, praying for a miracle, for you to open your eyes and just joke about how much you scared him.

“Please..please Sunshine..please open your eyes.” He begged.

“Katsuki maybe we should–” His eyes darted to the crying child.

“I’m not leaving her!” Katsuki screamed out, his voice hoarse.

Every fiber of his being ached with sorrow as he struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen them. The weight of guilt and helplessness bore down on him, threatening to crush his spirit as he grappled with the realization that he had failed to protect the one person who meant everything to him. Tears blurred his vision as he knelt beside the pile of debris, his heart torn asunder by the devastating loss. In that moment, Katsuki felt an overwhelming sense of emptiness, as if the very essence of his being had been ripped away, leaving nothing but a hollow shell in its wake.

[pumpkinsy0]

HEAR ME OUT: Two-Bit trying to throw together a makeshift Quince for his baby sister. Yes their poor, yes they dont have extended family, But Two has the gang and the Shepards.

His baby sister REALLY wanted a Quince since she was five years old. She wanted the big party,dance, and REALLY wanted the dress. But when she got older she understood that finances were not ideal so she sort of scrapped the whole idea. She didn’t want her mom to feel bad, since she works hard.

And LOOK Two-Bit may not be the best brother but since Johnny and Dallas died, he HAS grown up some. He wasn’t about to let his baby sister down. That being said I like to think he asks The Shepards for help in planning this. Tim connects him with a few friends to get some tables and place that’s fairly cheap. Since Angela’s friends with Two’s sister, she helps to decorate. The Curtis gang also tries to help as much as possible. The only issue is the dress…which I like to imagine Two roped the gang in to help with. Tim also managed to get roped into making the dress.

It wasn’t PERFECT by any means but they got it done! And it was a night to remember.

If you have ANY more to add to this please do!! Especially if they include your Haitian Shepards!! I love those guys!!!

OOHHHH IDEAS ALREADY☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽

1) cant have a party without food, i knowww the shepards spent a good long while staying up trying to make food for the event, was a good chunk of it haitian food and like some food from two’s culture??? yea but look, it was just tim, darry, and two mother cooking, they were stressed out and this was in such little time give them a break, tim decided why the fuck not and made kremas for the “adults”

2) look, the matthews dont rlly have a father figure, but twos lil sister does have two bit!!! let them have that father daughter dance,,,please,,,,

3) twos sister didnt get a LOT of gifts, but everyone did pitch in to try and get his some kind of jewlery, and she never takes it off!!!

4) it was angela who was mainly in charge of the dress, cant have two’s sister looking messed on her big day now, also, twos sister didnt have like a tiara like she saw other girls would, BUTTTT angela did improvide and use shells shes gotten from the beach and some beads!! shes good at getting good ones too, she used to do it a bit in haiti anyways

5) idk???what like those dancers????the quince girl picks to dance w her??? r called exactly??? but it would make me giggle if johnny and curly were forced into it

[lucidlivi]

Chosen For Pleasure (III)

Series Masterlist/Warnings

Tag List: @ladysparkles78 @suckitands33@little-x-wolf (if you'd like to be added, please let me know!)

Buckle Up Ladies! It's Getting Hot!

“so are we going to talk about the thing?” I asked fidgeting with my hands.

“I have no idea of this thing you speak of.” Jensen smirked, keeping one hand on the wheel, the other on my knee.

I could still feel his warm lips all over my neck, his beard scratching against it as he explored with his mouth and tongue. I fluttered my eyelashes closed, biting my lip as the feeling was still so real. I was trying not to lose my cool, which is exactly what he wanted.

“your kind of an ass sometimes you know that?” I joked giving him a smirk back.

“we’ll have plenty of time to talk about it tonight after work.” He said pulling up to my apartment.

Why did tonight have to be so far away?

I hesitantly got out, not trusting my knees not to cave out from under me. Jensen got out too, walking me up to the door. I was about to say something when the door flew open, a guy rushing out still struggling to button his pants.

Jensen pulled me to his chest out of the way. I peeked my head in seeing Stella laying on the couch clutching a comforter to her bare chest. I rolled my eyes laughing at her.

“I'll see you tonight, I’ll send my driver to pick you up.” Jensen said placing a warm hand on my cheek.

“you have a driver?” I laughed.

“yeah Cole.” Jensen said as if it were a normal thing for everyone to have their own personal driver.

I rolled my eyes laughing.

“see you later Mr. Ackles.” I murmured biting my lip.

“see you later then Ms. (L/N).” Jensen whispered.

He brought his lips down towards me. I thought he was going to connect them with mine, but instead he placed a lingering kiss on my cheek. I stood in the doorway grinning as he got in his expensive car and sped off down the road.

Did I mention how insane this all felt?

I walked inside fully, shutting the door behind me. Stella still sat on the couch naked, only the comforter covering her body.

I could see she was bursting at the seams to know everything.

“really Stell on our couch, where we eat dinner? Ya couldn’t make it to your bed?” I joked giving her a disappointed gaze.

“oh no no no..” she said standing up wrapping the blanket around her body.

“no we’re starting with you missy!” she squealed.

“what about me?” I played dumb going in our shared bathroom to finally get a hot shower.

“uh please do share.” she said stopping the door with her foot.

“there’s not much to share.” I shrugged simply.

It was true.

Sort of.

“c’mon (y/n) if I have to live this fantasy vicariously through you then you’re going to need to give me more details.” she all but practically begged.

“nothing happened, I mean we didn’t have sex if that’s what you’re asking.”

“butttt you’re seeing him tonight?” she pressed trying to understand.

I was trying to understand everything myself.

“It’s complicated, he’s complicated.” I said leaving it at that.

“just make sure it’s making you happy okay?” Stella said turning back to the protective friend she is.

“He is.” I said biting my lip, our elevator ride replaying in my mind.

I stepped in the warm water letting it soak through my aching muscles. As it slid down my neck, Jensen’s lips invaded my mind. He expertly slid them up and down kissing and licking each spot. I whimpered thinking about them.

I didn't have time to daydream though. I sighed bringing myself out of the shower and forcing myself to put on clothes to go to work. I still felt like shit, but a little better at least.

“sooooo who’s the mystery man who couldn’t get his pants fixed?” I asked Stella as we sat in the car on our way to the office.

Stella started to laugh.

"how have we not talked about this yet, it was so awkward." she said facepalming.

"Definitely didn't expect to see it." I laughed.

“Matt.” she said biting her lip.

“and Matt is….?”

“we connected awhile ago, and he's slowly trickling his way back in, but I think it could really be something this time."

“just make sure it’s making you happy okay.” I repeated her phrase from earlier earning a smile from her.

I stretched one last time grabbing my bag from the back seat. I hoped we were still in Gray’s good graces. I really didn’t have the energy for him to be on my ass today.

I felt sets of eyes on me as I walked in. I gave Stella a look but she wasn’t noticing the attention we were getting. I turned my head seeing the receptionist whispering to another coworker whilst they watched me walk by.

what’s there problem?

I shook it off. Maybe I’m just being paranoid. I sat down at my desk starting up my laptop.

“uh (y/n/n) you might want to come take a look at this.” Stella squeaked from her desk.

I ran over, hearing the concern in her voice. She had her gossip column open where the latest celebrity gossip and scandals filtered in. One article specifically caught my attention

Billionaire Jensen Ackles Fighting At Local Club? Who Is This Mystery Women?

Accompanying the title was a photograph.

What the hell?

When was this taken?

I didn’t see anyone else there? Of course I didn’t see much of anything thanks to the booze.

The picture was of Jensen putting me in the car, most of me was blocked out by his large body. But for people who knew me, it was obvious who it was.

“I’m sure they won’t figure out it’s you.” Stella said her voice raising an octave higher than normal signifying she was being deceitful for my sake.

“I think they already have.” I said glancing around at some female coworkers who were staring at our corner of the office.

Fuck.

“what’s there problem?” A deep voice pressed from behind me.

Stella quickly slammed her laptop shut as Gray made his way in front of me.

“morning sir.” I greeted, not sure where we stood.

yesterday he was proud of me, today he might hate me again. who knows.

“come to my office for a second will you?”

I gave a pleading look to Stella before hesitantly following him to his office. I just prayed he hadn’t seen the things going around. I stood awkwardly in the door way waiting to hear the reason I was here.

“sit please.” he said gesturing to a chair.

I sat down while he did the same. I glanced in his direction. I was met with a warm smile, something I had never seen on his face before.

“I uh bought you coffee.” He said handing me a large cup that was still hot.

Okay this is officially strange.

“thanks, though I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be the one getting that for you.” I said sipping on it.

“you deserve it.” He shrugged.

Okay am I being punk’d? Gray being nice to me and telling me I deserve it.

Where’s the camera?

What’s the catch? There’s always a catch.

“look (y/n), I’m kind of in a bind. I had to fire our photo editor unexpectedly and nobody else could do the job quite like you could.” Gray explained.

there it was.

“I have an entire magazines worth of photos I need edited by the end of the day tomorrow.”

“but that’ll take forever.”

“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you could do this.” Gray said standing up from his desk and coming to lean on it so he was closer to me.

“please.” He pleaded resting a calloused hand on my knee.

I got an uncomfortable feeling when Gray touched me. I stood up quickly making his hand fall away from me.

“you’re the most talented photographer we have, I just couldn’t see that before.” Gray said coming closer to me than i’d like.

I don’t know what was worse, having him hate me or having him compliment me like this.

“fine” I sighed hesitantly.

“you’re the best!” Gray said putting his arms around my small frame and squeezing.

He smelled of cigarettes and tequila. Not like the enticing scent of Whisky that followed Jensen around. I unwrapped myself not wanting his arms around me any longer.

“I’ll email you.” He dismissed.

I walked back to my desk coffee cup in hand.

“what was that all about?” Stella asked.

“he complimented me, and bought me coffee.” I said raising the cup.

“hey I made that article too!” Stella frowned crossing her arms.

“don’t worry he was just buttering me up, wants me to edit all the photos for the magazine release by tomorrow.” I sighed flopping in my chair.

“damn all of them by tomorrow? that’ll take forever! are you going to cancel on Jensen?” Stella asked concerned.

If there was one thing I absolutely wasn’t going to do it was cancel.

“I guess I better bust my ass then.” I laughed.

And I did.

For the rest of the work day I edited photos, even skipping lunch and break. I had almost all of them edited by the time I clocked out. I can’t believe I pulled that out of my ass.

“I’m going to head out, you sure you're okay?" Stella asked coming to stand in front of me.

"I'm good Stell, thanks."

"Alright, just call me if you need anything” Stella said winking at me while collecting her things.

I went to the bathroom freshening up my makeup and changing my outfit. I never knew what to expect with Jensen. It made me nervous but also very excited. I checked my reflection one last time before going out to collect my things and to go look for Cole.

“leaving?”

I jumped as Gray’s voice startled me. I looked around seeing everyone had left except for him and I.

“uh yeah, I got most of the pictures edited so I should have no problem finishing tomorrow.” I said offering him a small smile.

“I knew you would.” He smiled back.

There was an awkward tension as I felt his eyes on me while I collected my things depositing them in my bag.

“you going out tonight?” He inquired.

“uh yeah, I have a date.” I whispered feeling uncomfortable.

Could I even call it a date? I had no idea what it was.

“Hmm well he’s a lucky guy.” Gray said licking his lips before retreating into his office.

What was that?

I felt uneasy as I grabbed my bag quickly rushing out of the building. I wasn’t looking where I was going as I nervously peered back at the office. I collided with a rock hard chest.

“woah easy there angel.”

His raspy voice snapped me out of my trance.

Jensen.

I glanced up at him feeling more at peace now. He traded his signature suit and tie for a dress shirt and a tan jacket.

Jesus Christ was there anything this man didn’t look flawless in?

He must’ve seen the uneasiness on my face. His smirk changed to a concerned frown.

“you okay? something happen in there?” He asked nodding his head towards the office building.

Did something happen?

I don’t know if I could qualify that as something. It definitely made me uneasy but they’re just words. I saw how Jensen was with Sebastian, and I really didn’t want to lose my job over what could be nothing. I decided it was probably better I didn’t tell him what Gray said.

“no, I’m alright.” I said with a smile plastered on my face.

“shall we.” I nodded to the car.

A man who I’m presuming is Cole got out of the drivers seat to open the back door for us.

“Mr. Ackles, Ms. (L/N).” He nodded.

"just (y/n)." I whispered making Jensen laugh.

"so are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked glancing at Jensen beside me.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear.

"now where's the fun in that?" He whispered.

My breath hitched.

"besides, we're just about there." He spoke louder so Cole heard him too.

I felt my pupils grow as we pulled up to an airstrip, a helicopter sitting in front of us.

"holy shit Jensen, that's a helicopter." I said in awe climbing out of the car.

He climbed out too coming to stand beside me.

"you know I never knew how incredibly observant you were?" He joked.

"come on." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards it.

"wait we're going on that?" I squeaked.

"why? afraid of heights? you know you can always cuddle close to me." He smirked.

I shoved him away playfully making him laugh. He carefully opened the door, helping me in. Once he was in too he made sure to buckle me in tightly before doing the same for himself.

I heard the pilot telling command that we were ready for takeoff.

"Chopper 64-23 Departing for San Antonio."

"We're going to San Antonio?" I asked looking at Jensen.

He nodded his head smiling. San Antonio was only a little more than a two hour drive from where we were in Laredo. It would probably take only thirty minutes by chopper.

"What's in San Antonio?"

"My estate." Jensen answered.

I felt the helicopter lurch forward. I've only been on a plane one time before so this experience was all new to me.

I felt Jensen grab my hand intertwining our fingers. He sensed I was nervous. He didn't make a comment which I was grateful for.

Once we were in the air I dared myself to look out the window.

"everything's so beautiful up here!" I beamed, the smile not leaving my face.

little did I know Jensen was just staring at me the entire time.

"I agree." He said.

I was right about it being incredibly short. Before I knew it we were making our descent. I squeezed Jensen's hand as we got closer to the ground. If he felt it he didn't indicate so.

Oh my god.

A mansion stood before me, bigger than anything I had ever seen before.

"you live here?" I asked spinning around to get a look at the entire thing.

"come on, lets go inside." Jensen said laughing at my bewilderment.

I gasped, the inside just as beautiful as the outside. Jensen let my eyes wander for a couple minutes before he pulled me over to his large oak table. I saw a piece of paper in front of the seat Jensen pulled out for me.

"what's this?"

Jensen looked at me uncomfortably like he was afraid to say.

"It's uh a nondisclosure agreement, it means that anything that happens between us, you can't talk about." He said rubbing his bearded jaw.

I think he was worried I'd be offended.

"I would never do that to you." I spoke truthfully.

"I'm afraid my corporate lawyers insist that I have one."

I quickly grabbed the pen scribbling my name down. I handed him the paper sticking the pen between my lips. I felt the heavy tension as he sat next to me. It seemed like he was formulating in his head how to make the next move. So I decided to do it for him.

"so are you going to passionately fuck me now?" I whispered seductively.

I mean what else did he bring me here to do?

I could see Jensens eyes go dark with lust. He leaned in close as if he was going to kiss on my neck again.

"two things. one, there's nothing passionate about the way I fuck, and two, I want to show you something first."

I let him grab my hand, leading me up a staircase. He stops at a doorway, taking a key from his pocket and unlocking it. I walked in seeing a huge king size bed in the center of the room. On a stand there were pleasure items, handcuffs, blindfolds, lubrication, and lots of condoms. I ran my fingers over a pair of especially fuzzy handcuffs.

"say something please." He pleaded as I looked around in silence.

I smirked grabbing a pair of the hand cuffs, swinging them around my pointer finger.

"are these meant for me, or for you?"

Jensen groaned as I played with them. It was hot to see I could get him riled up too.

"they're definitely not meant for me, you see I'm in control angel."

"oh yeah?" I pushed urging him to continue.

"you want to know what this is?" He asked stepping closer.

I nodded not trusting my voice to crack.

"not here though." He said pulling me out of the pleasure room.

He led me down the hall to a regular bedroom. He nudge me over to the bed instructing me to sit.

"This is you and me, pleasuring each other, whenever we want it. I only have some basic rules. Rule one, I don't sleep with anyone else, and you don't sleep with anyone else. Two, I don't kiss on the lips. I also don't sleep with anyone. If you agree to this, this right here would be your room, but only on the weekends." He explained.

I took in everything he said. It was a lot. He was basically offering to be exclusive fuck buddies.

"Jensen, how many girls have stayed in this room?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer.

"thirteen"

"oh great only thirteen." I mumbled sarcastically.

He didn’t say anything.

"but we slept in the same bed the other night and it was fine, why do I have to stay in here?" I pouted.

"don't get too caught up on the sleeping arrangements, trust me after we're finished you're going to want your own space."

"and if I don't agree, we wouldn't have any relationship at all?" I asked biting my lip.

"this is the only kind of relationship I have, and I want it with you."

I could feel the air getting caught in my lungs.

"I gave you a lot to think about, let's go back downstairs." Jensen said grabbing my hand and leading me back down the staircase.

He sat me down on the couch, going to get me a glass of water as I mulled everything over in my head. I muttered a thanks when he came back.

"One more thing, I'm going to need your written consent. I need to know stuff you are and aren't willing to try." He said.

I took a long sip of water setting the glass down.

"how will I know what I what I would and wouldn't be willing to try?"

"well uh think back to when you had sex before, what felt good, what didn't." He shrugged.

I felt my face go hot. I turned my body slightly away from Jensen, catching his attention.

"what's the matter? for this to work we have to be honest." He said placing a hand on my knee.

"It's just, I uh, um I haven't"

Jensen looked taken back my confession. I felt embarrassed.

"you're a virgin? but you've done other stuff right?"

"only a couple times, awhile back but not exactly." I spoke.

"but I imagine men must throw themselves at you, how?" He asked scooting closer.

"it's never been one I wanted."

"and do you want me?" He asked.

I looked up at Jensen as his eyes bore in to my own.

"more than anything." I whispered.

Jensen smirked as if I said the golden words. He lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder, making me squeal.

"what are you doing?" I laughed.

"I'm rectifying the situation."

"I didn't know I was a situation." I said biting my lip.

Jensen ran up the stairs to a master bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed. I felt my pulse increase as his eyes raked over me. He threw his jacket down unbuttoning his shirt before discarding that as well.

He leans down placing several soft kisses to my neck while trailing his hands under my shirt.

“is this okay to take off?”

I bit my lip nodding my head.

“words, (y/n) I need words.”

“yes” I whimpered.

He swiftly pulls my shirt over my head, reattaching his lips to my neck and holding my hips down. He starts to suck on a spot making a gasped moan escape my lips. His tongue massages up to my chin and back down again.

I could feel his hands start to slip down to the waistband of my jeans.

“and these?” he asks through kisses.

I felt my mind going fuzzy. I could only think about the heat that was slowly building in my core as he kissed and sucked on my neck.

“Mhmm” I moaned.

“mhmm’s not a word.”

“please Jensen.” I panted.

He tugged my jeans until they were pooling at my ankles. His fingers trailed down my leg making me shiver. He pulled my jeans the rest of the way off, leaving me in just my under garments. He stepped back taking me in.

“so fucking beautiful.” He growled.

He came back attaching his lips once again to my neck but this time he moved them down to the top of my breasts. I shivered at his touch.

He grabbed the straps of my bra pulling it down so I was now exposed for him. His kisses didn’t stop until his mouth met my nipple. I gasped as his perfect mouth wrapped around it sucking roughly.

I was panting, feeling myself getting wetter. His big hands massaged my thighs making them clench together. I needed some type of friction, I was going insane.

His mouth wrapped around my other nipple making me gasp just as loud. He removed his hands from my thighs, unclasping my bra so he could remove it once and for all.

I was gripping the sheets as Jensen sucked and licked over my breasts. He grabbed my hands putting them in his hair.

He groaned as I started to tug. He gave my breast one last kiss before licking down my stomach to my panty line. I moaned feeling his hot breath through the fabric.

His fingers grazed over my heat, sending shock waves of euphoria throughout my body.

“Jensen please.” I whimpered.

“what do you want (y/n)?” He asked trailing kisses over my thighs.

“just.want.you.” I panted.

“then I’m all yours.”

Author Note:

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Part (IV)

[yourlocalghoulette]

Part One ~ Grand Opening

Series masterlist~ Main masterlist~ Meet the horsies~

w/c- 3k

warnings- eventual smut so MDNI, this chapter is pretty much fluff, language, reader has riding trauma but not explained in detail (yet), Joel is a softie for horses and Sarah, he's so sweet he'll make your teeth ache!

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horses used to be a favorite past time.

a place in your life where you could feel alive, feel comforted, feel free. an escape from reality. home.

happiness doesn't last forever, and you found that out quick. being the best in your hunter/jumper team didn't mean you had it good. hell, it made it worse. more stress, more demanding work, more pressure from trainers to hold up the team and win the gold medals. but one thing led to another, and after a few mentally and physically abusive trainers and a bad fall, you decided to quit.

quit the one thing that made you happy.

sometimes you wish you could go back in time, to when you were five and sat on a pony for the first time at the fair. your mom always smiled at the memory, saying she wished she could see that light in your eyes once more.

living in Austin, Texas, the land of cowboys, wasn't exactly helpful. horses were everywhere, from hunter barns to trail riding stables. although horses are practically shoved in your face in Texas, you've done pretty well with staying away from them. they bring back too many unpleasant memories.

little did you know that a tiny new stable across town would change your life forever.

Joel Miller adores horses. his life, heart, and soul, or at least some of it.

his daughter Sarah takes up most of his everything. she's his sun, moon, stars, and his rock ever since he woke up in an empty bed eleven years ago. well, the horses too. sometimes the only time he would feel grounded was when he was mounted up in the saddle. it's a strange comfort, knowing that you can trust the 1,000 pound animal with your life. most of the time, of course. he's had his fair share of accidents, as would anyone that's associated with horses.

after years of working double shifts for a contracting company with his brother Tommy, he finally saved enough money up to build his own riding barn.

he doesn't want to be like the showy, expensive barns that are found all over Austin, Texas. he wanted his barn to be a safe house, an escape from reality for whoever walked into his barn. he had grown up in the dressage barn his parents owned, and the toxicity among the members was palpable. everything was a competition.

Joel didn't like that at all. he thinks horses should be a man's best friend, not a ticket to a gold medal. which is why he is opening the new stable. he knows it won't compete with the larger barns around it but at least it will be a home to the few people that come to find it.

your mission to stay away from horses is hijacked when you get a call from your best friend, Sōl, while you're driving home from the coffee shop you work at.

"hey, girlie pop!" you answer the phone, jumping as her voice comes through the car speakers loudly.

"hey, babes!" you hear her cheery voice on the other side of the phone.

"Jesus, Sōl. you're connected to AirPlay and about made me cause an accident," you laugh, turning the car volume down. "what's up?"

"ok, you're not gonna like this," she starts out slowly.

"girl, just tell me," you sigh knowingly, hearing her attempted compelling tone of voice.

"I know you don't really want to be around horses anymore butttt there's a new barn opening in Leander and the grand opening sounds super fun. horse rides, food, and games. you wanna come with me?" she questions slyly, using her sweetest voice to convince you.

you let out a long sigh, running a hand over your face as you stop at a red light. "I don't know, babe. i...I haven't been around horses since...since like high school. I don't know if I'm ready for it."

"come on girl, it's gonna be a good time! and it's not like the other barns you rode at, or like Cedar Ridge." Sōl rides for Cedar Ridge, a large jumper barn outside of Austin, and is one of the best on the team. "listen. I'll send you the website and you can look at it, then decide. okay?" you can hear Sōl's grin through the speakers.

"fine. but it's only a maybe, okay, babe?" you let out an exasperated breath.

once you're back home and settled on the couch in your apartment with a bag of cheddar popcorn, you open the link Sōl texted you and scroll the website. the description catches your eye and you click on the read more button.

Sarah's Stables is a small, family-owned barn located just outside of Austin. our goal is to make people comfortable around horses and to bond with these amazing creatures. we aren't about competitions and gold metals at Sarah's Stables. we believe horses should be a second home, a place to rest your head. we also believe that the privilege of being around horses should be available to everyone, so we have affordable prices and volunteer-to-ride programs as well. come to our grand opening on July 26th!

below the paragraph is a picture of the owner, Joel with his daughter Sarah. you look closer to see that he is undeniably handsome. his dark brown eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiles widely in the photo. brown curls frame his forehead, streaked with a few silver hairs. his jawline is specked with salt-and-pepper scruff. his daughter is beautiful as well, with light brown skin and tight curly hair. you can see the resemblance in their eyes.

you sigh deeply. it doesn't look like the barns you're used to. it looks more relaxed, more fun. and it was only a small plus that the owner is easy on the eyes.

you give in and call Sōl. "i read the website. I'm in," you grin.

who knows, maybe it'll be good for you to see horses again.

July 26th dawns bright and early for Joel. he wakes up with a start to the sound of Sarah knocking on his door.

"Alarm!" she calls into his room.

"shit," he mutters, hitting the top of the beeping alarm with his palm. when he remembers what day it is, his hands turn clammy with nervousness. he glances at the alarm clock. 5:40; he has twenty minutes before he has to go to the barn to feed the horses. he rolls out of bed with a grunt, stretching his limbs. he throws on a worn t-shirt and a pair of jeans and walks downstairs.

he finds Sarah in the kitchen, scrambling eggs over the stove. "mornin', kiddo," he grunts, ruffling her hair as a small smile plays on his lips. "how'd you sleep?"

"i didn't," Sarah grins. "i was too excited and scared. scare-cited... scexcited...?"

"scare-cited sounds right to me," he chuckles, pouring coffee into a red mug.

"i was gonna make pancakes for the big day but you forgot to pick up mix. you're gonna have to settle for scrambled eggs," Sarah hands him a plate, grinning knowingly.

"Was I....I was. sorry, kiddo. I'll pick some up later. I've been a bit stressed lately, obviously." Joel sits down at the table and starts quickly eating the eggs. he picks something out of the eggs and holds it up to Sarah. "shell," he says gruffly.

Sarah grins widely with a mouthful of eggs. "calcium."

"lovely," Joel rolls his eyes. "well, i best be off to feed the horses. Uncle Tommy will be by in a few hours to pick you up. love you, kiddo." he plants a soft kiss on the top of her head before discarding his plate into the sink. he grabs his wallet and phone before sliding on his black Ariat boots.

"love you too, dad. good luck," Sarah sticks her tongue out as he slings his backpack over his shoulder.

the short drive to the barn is quiet, with Long, Long, Time by Linda Ronstadt crackling through the old truck radio. Joel pulls into the barn driveway just as the Texas sunshine starts peeking through the darkness, a sight he'll never get tired of. he can already hear the six horses banging against their stall doors from outside, impatient for their morning grain.

he fishes the door key out of his back pocket and opens the door. he's met with a chorus of snorts and nickers as the hungry horses wait impatiently for their grain.

"mornin', ya little glue sticks. you gonna behave well today?" he grins playfully, stopping at Whiskey's stall, the one-eyed, cinnamon-colored Tennessee Walker gelding. he pets the front of Whiskey's face gently, tracing the long white blaze that splits down his face. "guess what, little man? you get to give pony rides," Joel smiles, his eyes soft and full of admiration for this horse. he know Whiskey loves the kids. he's the sweetest horse, always giving you kisses and loving nudges. though he is missing one eye, his other is very expressive.

Joel parts with his favorite horse to go make feeds, scooping a variety of different grains and supplements into the six color-coded buckets.

once the feed is distributed and the horses are happily munching on their food, Joel gets to work. he sweeps the stall aisles clean of hay and manure, then shovels it into a wheelbarrow. while he's dumping it outside, he sees his younger brother Tommy's truck pulling into the driveway. When Tommy and Sarah come inside, Tommy grins, giving his brother a firm hug.

"Ain't this a sight for sore eyes," he whistles lowly. "it's okay big bro. we'll help you get ready."

Joel rolls his eyes. "fuck you."

"da-ad," Sarah grins. "that's a quarter in the swear jar!"

"you're right, kiddo, sorry," Joel mutters, shaking his head.

"alright, big bro, we gotta get to work," Tommy nudges Joel in the shoulder.

back at your apartment, you're awoken by the sun peeking through your floral-patterned curtains. you groan, shielding the light from your eyes with the back of your hand. you pick up your phone, glancing at the time. 10:23. shit. 40 minutes to get ready. a text notification pops up on your phone from Sōl 😜.

Sōl😜~ morning bb! u ready for today?? im picking you up at 11!

morning girlie! just woke up lol. I'll b ready for u! ~you

you turn on your morning playlist and climb out of bed and into the bathroom, where you dance to Take On Me by A-ha while brushing your teeth. you get dressed into faded blue bell bottoms and a yellow tank top with white flowers. you even pull out your blue cowboy boots that you'd stored away in your closet for so many years. you leave your hair down, knowing you'll probably have to wear a riding helmet later.

it's 11:05 when Sōl knocks on your door, and you answer it quickly. She squeals excitedly, pulling you in for a hug.

"babes, you look so goddamn cute! maybe there'll be some hot cowboy at this here grand opening," she smirks.

"as do you, babe! I know one's gonna be there for sure," you grin as you walk out with Sōl and into her car. "did you see the picture of the owner? whoo-ee."

Sōl nudges your shoulder across the center console. "told ya. this was meant to be."

the car ride is full of laughter, Disney songs, and off-key singing, and you finally pull up to the stables along with a few other cars. the barn is a quaint, white wooden structure with periwinkle blue trim around the open barn door and windows. yellow and white flowers hang from around the overhang over the entrance, where a big banner is posted that reads Sarah's Stables in curly cursive handwriting.

"this place is so cute! this Joel guy sure knows how to decorate," Sōl says approvingly, admiring the small concrete horse figurines standing guard outside the door.

you walk into the clean, homey barn to see Joel Miller in the flesh. God, he's even more handsome than he was in the picture.

"welcome in, darlin'!" Joel smiles warmly, shaking your hand. "the name's Joel. so glad to meet you."

you smile widely as you tell him his name. "I'm excited to be here. this place is gorgeous."

"why, thank you, darlin'," Joel grins proudly. he tries to push the thought of how pretty he thinks you are away. "do you ride?"

you bite your lip for a second before nodding. "used to. haven't really been around horses since high school."

"how come?" his dark brown eyes soften, studying your face. Sōl has ran off to see the horses at this point.

"I rode at a few hunter jumper barns on a high level," you explain. "you....probably know how those trainers can be. I didn't exactly want to go back after how they treated me."

Joel nods understandingly. "I know exactly how it is. my parents owned a dressage barn for my whole childhood. everyone's always after everyone's ass and trying to be better than the other and such. it wasn't a healthy environment for me as a kid." "dressage, huh? you seem more like a cowboy to me, Joel," you smile infectiously. "it's the accent, believe me. don't let it fool ya." he chuckles. "oh, there's some new guests. I gotta go introduce myself. there's pony rides, games and drinks outside through that door."

"thanks," you stare after him as he walks away, admiring the way his broad shoulders fill out the sleeves of his navy blue t-shirt. you walk out the door Joel had directed you to, immediately spotting Sōl who is already talking up a storm with a tall, younger blonde man wearing a cowboy hat. you grab a sparkling raspberry lemonade can from the cooler and walk over to them.

"hey, girlie! bout time you made it out here," Sōl grins. "this is Chase. He rides at Cedar Ridge on my team."

he tips his hat to you as you politely tell him your name. you gently nudge Sōl's shoulder. "wanna go look around?"

"sure. see you later, cowboy," Sōl flashes a wink towards Chase, who blushes slightly.

you and Sōl walk the barn aisles, admiring the cleanliness of it. you inhale the mixture of horse, hay, and manure, an odd smell you always found oddly comforting. you take in your surroundings, admiring how beautiful the simplistic decorations are. you peek in the tack room, which is unsurprisingly clean and organized. each intricately stitched saddle sits on its own stand, polished to perfection.

"this place feels...different," you say thoughtfully, peeking into a stall and smiling at the sight of a little chestnut shetland pony.

"different how? awww, look at this cutie." she scrunches her nose up at the shetland, giving his muzzle a little boop.

"I don't know. it feels comforting....like home." you stroll down to the next stall to find a tall black percheron. the small handwritten sign on his stall reads that he's an 18 year old gelding named Amadeus, and he was rescued along with the Shetland from an animal hoarder.

"I see what you mean. feels a lot less fancy and...sterilized than the other barns we've ridden at."

"and the trainer is nicer," you say quietly, tracing the white star on Amadeus's forehead. Sōl raises a knowing eyebrow.

"is someone developing a crush?"

you shoot her a pointed look. "no....no. it's just... refreshing for it to feel like the owner actually cares."

"someone's developing a crush?"

your eyes widen as you hear Joel's voice behind you and you spin around to face him, a flustered expression on your face. "no one," you grin. "just Sōl being a bit of a menace." you try to laugh it off.

Joel smirks and looks over at Sōl who just shrugs innocently. "anyways, I wanted to talk to you before more people come. I'm in dire need of some extra help, having the barn just startin' up and such. you seem to know your stuff, and-" he gestures to Amadeus's calm expression as you pet him. "the horses seem to be relaxed around you."

you purse your lips, taking a deep breath. are you really ready for this? after so long not being around horses....no. you push that thought out of your mind. this place feels good. feels natural.

"of course. i...this opportunity will be good for me. I need to gain confidence around horses again." Joel's eyes crinkle as he smiles, obviously relieved.

"thank you so much, darlin'. you're truly a blessin'. I'll pay you of course. looking forward to see you around."

[bluepluto03]

can i get a director's cut on your trolls meta fic (the one where they watch trolls)?

anon i appreciate this ask very much tyyyyy

the fic mentioned here is past hurts, future plans, meta jokes, and poppy is fed up w/ creek's bs- which i have dubbed 'trolls meta insanity' for tagging reasons, bc i obviously tend to have titles that are wayyyy too long

speaking of titles the title is kinda sorta a reference to the title of my other 'the gang watches the show fic', secrets, reveals, meta jokes, and twilight's skyrocketing blood pressure, which is a spy x family fic that i am also very behind on. both fics follow the same naming conversation of 3 things you will find in the fic + one expression of stress from one of the main characters, bc i am a nerd who likes to connect things like that

i have a real love for "the characters watch their own show" fics as a concept, for two main reasons. one, i think the concept of being trapped in a room with the people you care about, and knowing that all of your secrets are about to be revealed, and there is no way for you to stop it, is such a damn fascinating concept.

most react fics ive read have the characters just kinda go along with it, and i understand why! it's much easier and you kinda just wanna jump right into the thing everyone is here for. and i honestly didn't intend for my own fics to spend so much time with the characters just struggling to accept their situations. but also i think the moments of them panicking are intresting and i did my best to make them fun, even if they go on a bit longer than i intended

the other thing i love about the concept is how deeply meta it is. seeing your own life as a TV show or movie, watching your own life and the lives of your loved ones from the outside.... do you, as a character, agree with how things are framed? how do you react to seeing the worst parts of yourself on display and knowing that you can't refute them because they're right there.

obviously not all of those are in the fic yet, ive been busy with real life and very behind on writing all of my fic series >~<.

at some point or another i decided i wanted to make some original scenes for them to react to (obviously also not in the fic yet) especially for Branch's brothers and for Viva, bc otherwise it feels a bit lopsided. for a bit i was considering going through brozone's original scenes first (where i had them each temporarily going Grey for various amounts of time) butttt i figured i'd already taken long enough to get into the damn movie so for now those moments have been delayed

the other part of meta stuff i enjoy is just the bits that dance with forth wall. i think Bluto the troll as a character is a pretty good example of that lol. i have a bunch of rambling about them in the notes of that fic, but just having a character that's basically like a story element that gained sentience and really isn't sure if they like it was just a really fun character to mess around with. i already have a small arc for them in mind and i know they're going to choose a new name for themself, although i haven't quite figured out what that name will be

anyway! i think i've rambled enough but if you or anyone else has any other questions on any of my fics, please let me know! i could literally go on for ages lol

[torialefay]

hi love,

stumbled upon your profile and honestly I’m hooked hehe was reading all your work on my lunch break. Butttt I’m in my delulu era so I wanted to ask if you could a compatibility reading with our beloved leader Chan?

take your time, tenkiuuu

here’s my chart:

you were second to next on my list so i went ahead and did it hehe. also a pisces sun & libra moon here bebe <3

and tysm for your sweet comments! i really really appreciate that 🥺

your libra ascendant:

this is a great match with chan! you likely come across as friendly & accepting. you are probably easy to talk to when in an environment you feel comfortable in. you probably get along with a wide range of types of people and are good at placating to others what you think they want you to be. in other words, you are probably good at shifting the expression of your personality depending on which group setting you're in when meeting new people. this is a great match for chan. not only does he understand this sign through his sun, moon, and mercury, but he also really values those traits and sees you as someone like him. so when first meeting you, i feel like you'd get along really well and be able to connect on a wide range of topics. PLUS i feel like libra risings are great at being significant others to people who are in the spotlight, as they are very agreeable and usually make good first impressions to a wide range of audiences, including fans and stays. in other words, i think you'd be well received by stays.

your sun in pisces in the 6th:

i may be biased here bc i'm also a pisces sun, but i think we have great personalities 😭 pisces are mutable, so again, you probably have that energy of "i can literally shift to fit into any environment", which is SO so important throughout life and when being in relationships with a celebrity in general. pisces suns usually also have some form of creative expression and an interest in the divine or alternative ways of thinking. whether that's through reading, writing, art, music, crafts, religion, manifesting, astrology, self-help, etc etc. with your pisces in the 6th, you're getting to use that "service" or helping of others in ways that are tangible and meaningful. you would be able to provide a new, unique way of thinking when helping others or in work in general. chan has a lot of 6th house placements, which means he channels a lotttt of energy into his work. you'd be a great match for this since you literally channel your personality into working to help others (whatever form that may be). that's a really good instant connection to have.

your libra moon in the 12th:

i say it often, but sign sun/moon compatibility is the most important aspect in maintaining a long-term relationship. there's no better moon than libra to match chan. since the moon regulates baseline energy and subconscious emotions, you and chan will be an exact match. a super cool thing to point out is that your libra in the 12th is on the opposite axis as chan's moon in the 6th. i call this the "service" axis. so it's kind of like this: you both have the same goal, which is to provide service, but you go about obtaining it in different ways. your 12th house energy is more catered to understanding yourself and what you would need and applying that understanding in a way to relate to the world. chan's is the opposite: he looks outward to the world and tries to help others, which in thrn gives him his source of meaning. so it'd be a great balance to have each other.

your mercury in aries in the 6th:

this is also a good placement for chan. i've mentioned before that his libra energy here makes it hard for him to communicate what he really wants to for fear that it may hurt someone, and he can contemplate for a while about what he wants to say. when you pair that with a stronger sign, i think it would make it easier for him to open up and learn to be more direct with how he communicates with others. i see you having the upper hand at being able to communicate with him, and you likely don't hold back in expressing your feelings to him. you'll just have to help him open up. it's also a good placement match for him considering your 6th house energy, which relates to work. if you think about it, pushing a fiery, direct aries energy into HIS work can help inspire better, more honest lyrics and communication of "harder" messages that he wants to convey.

your venus in aquarius in the 4th:

with this placement, it's likely that you'd have a big family, but also maybe in a non-traditional way? maybe through something including like adoption or maybe having more than just immediate family living close to ypu? like maybe you'd live and incorprorate his parents a lot into your lives? maybe you'd have a nanny? idk, just something that's not exactly the traditional "have kids and live together and that's it". your time in the bedroom could be a bit complicated. chan is super intense when it comes to this, and could even cause you to feel suffocated by it at times. i don't think aquarius is bothered by it from time to time, but i do think it could cause you to get overwhelmed at time and test your boundaries. nothing ypu couldn't work through though. if anything, i see you deferring more to him in terms of sexual endeavors.

your mars in aries in the 6th:

you actually fit quite feel here. both of you would likely have a lot of fun together and agree a lot when it comes to how to go about doing things. fights between you two would blow upppp if it comes to that point. i dont see either of you really backing down. of course the resolution of the fights would always come, but the actual fights themselves... brutal for sure lol.

[lv-iceprince]

Hiii I just read the whole thing and I'm surprised !!!! I didn't expected to be Sunghoon because he's the member with whom i least feel connection. It's just that i know him i respect him and his work and that's it 😅. Also he's very very beautiful , perfectly suits to be in a vampire prince concept but i don't find him much appealing to me yk its weird 😳 so its kinda hard for me to grasp the idea that me and sunghoon can be in a relationship. But the ship description wow you really venture into details and I appreciate it . It's perfect example of opposite do attract . And the little synopsis were so cute . What to say the overall reading was so unexpected but amazing ?? Did I make sense 😅.

Now now in bts when I saw jungkook i was jungshooked like this ------ becauseee he's my bias ☺️😂 .

And I chose him as my bias because I found him the most who's close to me . And we do share some similar passion and hobbies too . So that's why it was easy to get along with him . I think with jk there will be no dull moments like he knows how to keep me in toes. Overall an exciting and adventurous relationship.

Butttt love the reading and appreciate your efforts. Also can I ask for other ships like poly or bbs ? Let me know if you will have time for it 🥰.

Thank you and have an amazing day / night 💗

I wanted to make this the most unexpected ship ever because it just felt like the most interesting idea. I am a huge fan of opposites attract and I felt like there was this sense of hidden love. And of course you can! since poly and bbss are normally based on your face I could have them done very quickly, but I also make exceptions if people really don't want me to see what they look like.

[ofgravitation-moved]

shipping questions :) ( you dont actually have to answer if you dont want) 1. what’s the best thing about shipping for you? 12. do you ship any rarepair? 31. do you have a favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship? 33. what’s the first ship you played?

free!!!!!! ---- IM zszdk,jhfbas. you know when i saw the message, i didn't expect this-- but fine!!!!! :insert sassy dandi noises here but also giggles: --- <3

1. what’s the best thing about shipping for you?

like everyone else who's answered this one that i've seen-- it helps bring muns together! i love nothing more than getting spammed with fanart or just screaming in caps about ships that we both like or are doing! i don't have to have ships to write with someone, of course!! but i do feel as though ANY kind of ship-- whether it be romantic, platonic, etc all have a special place in my heart-- and i love talking about how those dynamics would come to play out with my rp partner! <3

12. do you ship any rarepair?

omg yes. i L O V E rarepairs!!!!!! GIMME. i've honestly been dying for some of those with ochako! but i do have a few that i am currently shipping now with her and other muses! i'll do bnha cause that always gives me brainrot: (mon.ochako - ( monoma & ochako w/ galaxyxthixf ) , shinc.hako - ( shinsou & ochako w/ guiltscorched) , mi.nejirou ( i know surprised me too BUT thats also jirou and mineta with galaxyxthixf ) -- HONESTLY?? ( bak.utoga - with trist's katsuki on ofdetonation ) there are probs more i cannot think of but i'd love to do shi.njirou, tets.umina, baku.momo, iic.hako and others! also.. emi? hello??? she can love more people than just aizawa, y'klnow<3

31. do you have a favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

i just love the connection i make with the mun! there are a couple of ships that have stayed the test of time :tm: on this blog and other remakes in the past. most memorable? & no---- i am not playing faves, these are for srs!!!! - ka.cchako: with @ofdetonation !!!! ( yes i tagged u, shut up, lemme yell ) back when i had ochako's old url as ofgravitation ( everyday i consider changing mine here you don't even know ) BUTTTT. i have never had such a consistent ship-- EVER. yes, we both have lives, and sometimes that takes away from the dash but evern after being gone, like??? ITS STILL AS GOOD AS THEN? BETTTER??! idk. but when i see k.acchako fanart-- that's usually the bakugou i think of. and if you're not following trist and all his muses on all his blogs.. idk what you're doing<3 i love you<333 - mo.nochako: with @galaxythixf !!! ( yeah i tagged you too nova, shh ) never in my life did i ship these two and like magic, they just connect together every time we write them! writing with nova's monoma and all their muses, tbh, just.. it's such an amazing experience!!! <3 one my muses A D O R E. <33

33. what’s the first ship you played?

... fuck. idk??? probably uhhh--- hmmm. inukag? let's go with inukag<3

free, you're a menace, and ily but I AM GOING TO WRITE NOW, OKAY? OKAY. <3

[princeofyorkshire]

guys. GUYS. i just finished the album. UM.

first of all: FUCKKKKK

i am in love with this album. like i’m not fucking joking i was a bit scared i wasn’t gonna like it that much cause i’ve never been a pop punk girlie but this is genuinely a great album from start to end. no skip album. i’ve enjoyed it so much. GOD.

the greatest: dude. THIS is how every album should begin. such a strong start it got me hooked so fast. the fucking STRINGS???? “it’s you and me until the end”????? i am losing my mind and it’s only the first song

written all over your face: ok i see you mutuals i get it. I GET IT. i was like how good can this song be why is everyone so obsessed with the way he says hey babe. and i get it now. this man is moaning in my ear and i’m pretending to be fine. this is fucking sexy. he is fucking sexy oh my god

bigger than me: yes i am including the singles idc! i really don’t think it was The Odd One i honestly do think it fits in the album. and it still slaps. i love you baby girl thank you for the vocals

lucky again: um hi he sounds SO SOFT IN THIS ONE. but still so hot. it’s such a vibe!!!! i really really liked this one. he was lucky once he could be lucky again <3

face the music: i have a lot of weaknesses when it comes to louis but him singing about dancing has a special place in my heart. “i don’t want to face the music but i still want to dance with you” is such a soft lyric i’m sobbing. the pre chorus is EVERYTHING

chicago: STRINGS STRINGS STRINGS STRINGSSSSS. his voice is specially soft in this one wow. “would you have told me to keep going or would you say to walk away?” GOD. louis is the king of writing sad bangers he never fucking misses

all this time: MY JAW DROPPED??????? ok wow i was not expecting this vibe. i fucking love his voice idc how many times i say this he just sounds so good in this one although it kinda does get lost in the music a bit. still obsessed.

out of my system: ok again i’ve listened to this song a million times but it’s still so hot and sexy and i’m so glad it’s a single she deserves a lot more attention and promo that it got but alas TURURURURURURURU TURURURU!!!!

headline: first of all. ACCENT? i feel like it’s much stronger in this one. it’s so vibey i can’t stop smiling while dancing!!! idk what it is about it it just makes me very happy. what did he put in this song!!!!! the ending made me scream a bit like why did he just end it like THAT. i love it. fuck

saturdays: another sad banger!!! THE FUCKING BUILD UP!!!! i was scared it wasn’t leading to anything but it did and it fucking killedddd it wow. WOW. also. “my heart might be broken but i won’t be broken down” FUCK!!!!!

silver tongues: ok another slays obvs. for some reason i kinda hear don’t let it break your heart in the beginning??? maybe it’s just the piano but idk. speaking of piano….. i kinda wish it wasn’t included at the beginning BREAKING MY SILENCE. idk why i’m not a fan of the build up BUTTTT the rest fucking slaps. it’s one of those songs that just make you happy u know. there’s this nostalgic feeling as well that i really really like

she is beauty we are world class: ok. ok i see you. this one is definitely different i like that he’s including something like this although i think this might be my least favorite…. 🫣 it def has some club vibes which i think is cool, i like that he’s experimenting with his sound and it’s def a nice addition to the album although it’s not really my thing

common people: first line already got me <3 i love that he’s so connected to his roots and who he is :’) such a soft song. it’s a lovely tribute to donny and his fam!! “when i get lost i go back to where i started” <3

angels fly: THE LYRICS IN THIS ONEEEE. pls i love that the album just becomes more and more soft as it goes….. i don’t have much to say except that this one hits harddddd god my heart is so full of love for him

holding on to heartache: i couldn’t stop thinking about the way he says darkness and silence like that broke my brain until i heard him scream you know the partys over WOWWW!!!!! like wow. i fucking loved the build up. this was crazy

that’s the way love goes: um how is this the last song already WHAT. anyway it’s so fucking soft hello? i love louis writing about friendship so much it’s not something we really hear from him in his music and i’m glad he decided to end this amazing album w a sweet ballad like this one. really really liked it

overall i think it’s THE album. it’s so fucking louis. the evolution from walls to this is beautiful to see. i do love walls but the production, the lyrics, the sound itself is so much mature, you can almost hear the confidence in it. i’m so proud of louis and this record. i can’t wait to hear it live someday <3

[albino-whumpee]

Finished watching the space kitties movie and I got thoughts.

I hate the story of avatar. It doesn’t make sense! Compels me tho.

I have said this since I watched it the first time. What I liked about the movie was the world. I guess that’s the only thing the narrative did for me. (Think that the world was that captivating)

Anyways, I watched this movie last time when I was like 15? 13? However, don’t be fooled. By then I had already watched it more than 50 times. 50 of those from a terribly recorded pirated movie my parents bought me. So I know the story inside and out, but I was a kid and holy fuck, I would throw that kid off a cliff anytime. I wanna think my critical thinking has improved since then.

The Pocahontas storyline is absolutely true, in the same amount that it is a fantasy for the main character. New world, new body, new people to make an impression on. Kinda isekai ahahah.

The way things fall in the best course of events to have a dramatic twist later is like patchwork for a story full of holes. I mean, the movie has the “i see you” and “open your eyes” motif all throughout it, but what do they mean inside the story itself?

Connection.

This is so blatant in everything from the way the protagonist gets into the program, the function of everything in the planet, to how the avatars work. To how the protagonist, an alien puppet, becomes a part of their people.

That is the dream of one Jake Sully. His dreams of flying were about fleeing? About being free to do as he pleased? About stopping being “himself” and be something else entirely and yet be seen as who he was?

It’s funny a story that is about connection relies heavily in the question of “who are you really?” And runs with the option “I wanna be the second version of myself that’s completely fake”

Escapism.

No wonder I loved this movie when I was young.

To me, the story is one big beautiful dream that has the potential to become a nightmare.

But if we kinda dig deeper into some things, there was so much wasted potential.

- The avatars are created using dna from humans and the kitties. But there’s really never information that talks about the avatars state when not in use. It’s taking a big ass leap to say “neural connections is what makes a consciousness a person. How that synapses happens is unique to each individual and can be recreated even in another brain”. But running with it…

- Avatars are an incredible project if thinking about permanently switching the brain where the connection happens. Imagine that. A new body to transfer your consciousness to. Forever. Blue kitties is just a form you could have.

- Avatars are incapable of forming their own consciousness? Can they wake up from their dream? The movie shows the death of an avatar controller but doesn’t show what happens to the avatar. Did it die of natural causes a few days later? Or did it die alongside its controller? It’s so creepy to think it’s a biological suit.

- That brings me to another thing. The native kitties knew about the puppets and were disgusted by them, butttt, they don’t really act logically when the protagonist says “I wanna learn” because they go “…we wanna learn from you too. Come! Be part of our tribe! :)” like..??? Where is the hostility??? It pops on and off as the story sees fit and that’s so annoying. (And the trying to upload all of someone into another body? I mean, I would have loved to see the thought process for that)

- It’s kinda awkward to see the “let’s learn from you” phase of the story be written like that after so much whump reading. As if the character was trusted from the beginning, he wasn’t observed. He was literally pulled to learn from them rather than them learn from him. It’s such a big loophole and I think if it had been exploited a bit more, giving time and more thought to the protagonist actions to get their trust, it would have been great. Maybe even showing more than a one second attempt to reach by some random kiddo being intercepted by her parents would have been amazing to show this. (I’m aware that this was supposed to be shown with the other guy, but the lack of solitary moments because the girl was always with him muddled it up)

- People don’t blend in into the culture like that and I hate there was no cultural shock shown in order to keep the escapism motif. Like damn, that’s the best nonverbal way to show someone has to wake up!!!

- Also, the protagonist is supposed to be no much brain only brawn and with a big need to escape his life. So his actions make sense, but in a way, gah, an smarter protagonist would have been cool to see. Our regular guy trope is not so fun when our regular guy is modeled after a mediocre white man.

- No, but the fact that the guy’s personality was a big part of the conflict pisses me off. If you wanna show there’s an amazing world you wanna and should protect that’s ~real~ then why cater to this specific dude’s fantasy? Because he is owed that much? Because he is the protagonist?? His problems got solved too easy to be satisfactory. (Even in the war?!)

Sorry for the word vomiting but if anything this movie has left me with yet another great idea for a puppet whumpee horror story. :D