#don't let the basterds take you down

[justme-and-myobsession]

Wash away the pain of yesterday.

April hit hard, more than other years. A lot of grief, anger and sadness got triggered. Breathe, day by day, and I made it through, somehow. Yesterday, I slept in late. My body and soul needed to recover. I struggled but got up and headed out for a walk. The chirping birds, the warmth of the sun, the fact of being outside did me a lot of good. Met up with a friend, briefly and just one drink on the terrass. Broke out of my isolation. Babysteps.

Today, I cleaned my house, opening the windows. Out with the dust and the negativity. After a steaming hot shower, turned slowly to icecold, and after a hearty warm comforting meal, I started writing a new story. Judgement is there, around every corner from people who don’t know any better. People who offer their, I’m sure, well meant advice, or can't leave that little comment unspoken. They don't matter, they really don't but sometimes it hurts. It triggers. It opens wounds that I presumed were long ago healed.

I’ll do whatever makes me happy; writing, gaming, listening to music, reading, binge watching, colouring, … and honestly don’t give a shit anymore what anyone might think about it. Judge me all you want. I go to work, do what I must, some days easy, some days hard, some days blank. 

They don’t pay my bills. They don’t cook my food or clean my house or wash my clothes. They will have an opinion either way. 

But in the end, there’s only a few who truly understand what trauma, coping and healing is. And for those people, I’m more than grateful.

For the others: don’t judge what you don’t know. I don’t wish any of this, how I sometimes feel, not even a fraction of it, to my worst enemy. If you know what it’s like, you’ll understand.

[theverystrangegirl27]

⋆⭒˚.Be My Once In A Lifetime ⋆⭒˚.⋆

Summary: You're a young actress with a supporting role in Inglorious Basterds. You and co-star Christoph Waltz grow closer under the pretense of practicing a scene together.

Warnings: smut, older man younger woman, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms

"You're kidding, right?”

The camera pans up your bare leg, revealing the tight black dress you'd been hassled into by Quentin and the costume designer.

Quentin paces back and forth in front of you, eyes squinted.

“No! I think this is perfect, maybe shorter heels, though.” He says, gesturing to the costume designer, who comes back with some tasteful kitten heels.

You've known Quentin for most of your life, having worked at the video store together and collaborated on many of your own short films.

It only seemed right for him to cast you in his latest project, though you don't understand why he'd want you, an amateur actress, working alongside legends like Brad Pitt and the talented Christoph Waltz.

The cameraman stops on your face, which you can see in the monitor, and you try to school it into a more pleasant expression but it's hopeless- you've never acted in a scene like this before.

“Quentin, are you sure I'm the right fit for this?” You ask, carefully walking down the short staircase.

He shoots you a look.

“Of course, I wouldn't have cast you if you weren't.”

You suppose he has a point.

“Besides, I think it'll be good for you to branch out and play a little dangerous, if you know what I mean.”

You can't help the laugh that escapes you as he raises his brows, obviously intending to cheer you up.

“Okay,” you agree, slipping off the stilettos and replacing them with the kitten heels. “Let's do it.”

That's how you end up beneath Christoph Waltz, or rather, Hans Landa.

The camera is zoomed in on both of your faces, Christoph tracing the line of your lips with his eyes as he recites the lines.

“The Basterds must know that I am not a stupid man.” He says, low and condescending. “To send a seductress after me, how infantile.”

Yet his lips draw nearer, his grip on your waist harsh and unforgiving. You look into his eyes, gaze cold as he looks back into yours. You arch, trying to get away, but he holds you tighter.

You gasp as he fingers dig into the dress, sharp blooms of pain growing from the skin there.

“However,” He begins, the corners of his mouth pulling into a horrible smile. “I would be more of an imbecile not to take this angelic little gift that was practically served to me on a silver platter.”

You feel yourself getting wet at the lilt in his voice, how hot his thigh feels pressed between your legs. You want him so bad.

He pulls you in, big hand spanning across your arched back, pressing you to him.

When his lips meet yours, you go a little weak in the knees.

You fight it at first, hands curling into fists against his chest, trying to turn your head away, but you can't fight the desire any longer.

You give in.

“And cut!”

Christoph pulls away, panting. Your chest heaves a little as you shakily pull air into your lungs, looking at the way your hand is still pressed against his chest.

“That was perfect,” Quentin praises, a wide smile taking up his face. “One more take, and I think we've got it.”

He comes up to the both of you, Christoph still holding you, albeit softer.

“Now, Y/N, the struggling was great, but maybe kick your feet out just a little. Really try to get away from this guy, but then, after a few seconds, sink into it like you did just then.” Quentin directs, and you nod, pushing a lock of hair out of your eyes.

“Christoph, don't be afraid to just-” Quentin makes a quick grabbing motion with his hands. “Latch onto her, really grab her.”

Christoph runs his hand down your back, and you can't tell whether it's intentional or not, but it makes you shiver anyway.

As Quentin walks away, Christoph turns his attention to you.

“I'm not hurting you, am I?”

You give him a reassuring smile, ignoring the way your heart does somersaults in your chest.

“No, I'm okay.” You say, and he smiles down at you.

“Tough girl,” He says, and you fight the urge to bite your lip. His gaze turns serious, business like. “You can really push back for me, I can handle it.”

You nod, blushing a little at the double meaning his words conjur. Soon enough, Quentin is calling action, and the two of you are back at it.

After the last take, Christoph and you are left on set together while the crew packs up, Quentin looking over the footage a few feet away.

Christoph slicks back his hair, watching you lean against the desk, kicking your shoes off idlily.

“Would you like to have dinner with me this evening, Y/N?”

The question is sudden, out of the blue. You look up quickly, and your suprise must show on your face because Christoph begins to explain himself.

“To discuss the scene, if you'd like.” He says, looking a little sheepish. It's so uncharacteristic of him that you don't think twice before saying yes.

“I'd love to.” You say, beaming at him.

The smile he gifts you with makes your heart flutter wildly in your chest.

That night, you meet at Christoph's hotel room. The suite is huge, yet not overly extravagant. It suits him well, you think, as he lets you in.

“You'll have to forgive me for running a little behind.” He apologizes as he fixes his jacket.

“That's alright.” You tell him, sending him a small smile.

He's wearing a simple black blazer over a white linen shirt, black slacks to match. Christoph is clean-shaven, and his hair is immaculate as always.

It takes everything in you not to drool.

He seems to be thinking the same thing because he's stuck staring at you, lips slightly parted.

“You look lovely.” He breathes.

It takes you by suprise, pink dusting your cheeks.

“I could say the same about you,” you respond, cheeky.

Christoph smiles, lips pulling back to reveal pearly white teeth.

“You flatter me.” He jokes, moving towards the door.

“This hotel has a wonderful restaurant at ground level, I think you'll enjoy it.”

You do, as a matter of fact. The red wine Christoph order's is delicious, paired with some kind of salmon dish you can't pronounce.

The whole dinner is spent laughing, bantering back and forth, and listening to Christoph’s many stories.

“I really can't remember why I did that particular film,” He's explaining, setting his empty wine glass down. “To tell you the truth, I was probably hard pressed for money at the time.”

He had shed his blazer twenty minutes ago, left in the white linen shirt that looked so, so good on him.

You press the tips of your fingers to your lips, giggling a little. The wine has begun to go to your head, making you feel light and airy.

“Well, we've all made desperate acting decisions.” You joke, your foot accidentally nudging his under the table.

Christoph looks at you, a soft smile on his face and an unreadable glint in his eye.

“Have we?” He asks, raising a brow.

You blush, sitting back in your chair and sipping the last of your wine.

“I mean, I was in these terrible short films during college, I'm sure Quentin can tell you all about them.”

Christoph surprises you by leaning forward, resting his elbows on the table.

“Tell me about these short films.” The way he enunciates the last two words makes you shiver a little, and you hope he doesn't notice. “Been in anything I would have seen?”

That startles a laugh from you, and deciding to match his energy, you too lean forward, propping your chin in your hand.

“I hope not.” You say, smiling wide as you look into his eyes.

They're so pretty. Christoph has this warm, comforting aura to him that you can't really explain.

You've seen him in American interviews, how he's often described as cold- his dry wit lost on the likes of Jimmy Fallon and Kimmel- but you can't imagine those people are describing the man currently sitting in front of you.

He laughs.

“Come on, I've told you about that embarrassing German television spot I did. You owe me.”

You bite your lip, looking down at the tablecloth before deciding on a story.

“You want to hear about my very first on-screen kiss?”

You wiggle your brows, watching as Christoph nods.

“I was twenty-two, and it was some student film Quentin had roped me into.” You sigh, thinking back on the film.

It wasn't very good - shakily filmed, poorly acted, and the worst part was the kiss.

You shudder at the thought.

“I don't think this guy had ever even touched a woman, let alone kiss one.” You say, Christoph huffing a laugh as you continue. “I swear to you, he leaned in, misjudged how close my lips were, and licked my chin!”

Christoph laughs along with you, shaking his head.

“God, what a nightmare.” He says, and you feel him gently tap your heeled foot. You furrow your brow, still smiling.

“You know, Y/N, you're an excellent kisser.”

Christoph catches you off guard, and you find yourself a little breathless.

“And you blush so prettily, my God.”

Now you're really looking at him, at the way his eyes are fixed on your parted lips, how his left hand is lying face up and empty on the table.

Is this really happening? You think.

With only a slight bit of hesitance, you reach forward, the tips of your fingers grazing his.

It's all the permission he needs.

Christoph takes your hand in his, turning it so he can trace your palm with his thumb. His hand is warm, strong against your smaller, softer palm.

You bite your lip, looking at him through your lashes.

“You know, when we first met, I felt like a dirty old man.” Christoph says, tone soft yet playful.

“Here's this beautiful woman, half my age, and I get to ravish her for the camera.”

He lifts your hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

“You don't know how many times I've thought about that kiss.”

It's a confession, something that makes your breath hitch and your eyes lock onto his.

“Christoph,” You begin, shocked.

Christoph is looking at you, so sincerely, your heart aches.

“If I'm misreading this, please, tell me now.”

Christoph has been the object of your desire for weeks now, working with him day in and out a specific sort of torture you can't begin to explain.

Of course you want him.

You squeeze his hand.

“Will you take me back to your room?”

Christoph grins, something salacious in it that makes you want to kiss it off of him.

He takes the hand he's holding to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of it.

“Lead the way, liebling.”

*

*

*

Christoph has you up against the hotel room door, your dress pushed up over your thighs as he kisses you deeply.

You've never been with a man who kisses like Christoph does - with complete, sure confidence and finesse. It makes your insides hot and melt-y feeling, leaving you desperate for more.

Your hands clench into his white shirt, desperation filling all of your senses.

You want him so bad.

He pulls away slightly, eyes dark as he looks at the mess he's made of you.

“You'll let me have you, angel?” He asks, and you nod, eyes big as they take in the sight of him.

“Yeah?” He asks again, a slow, easy smile on his face.

“Yes.” You breathe.

He kisses you once, twice, three times before turning your body from the door, backing you up towards the bed.

“I've wanted to feel you for so long, beautiful girl.”

You pull the straps of your dress down, nipples hard in the cool air.

His eyes are immediately drawn to them, thumbs coming up to stoke at your nipples, the pads of them warm against your skin.

“Christoph,” you sigh, leaning up to kiss him again, one hand coming to tangle in his hair.

When you break for air, you move to slide your dress down your body, leaving in the black panties you had picked out for this occasion.

Christoph runs his hands down your body, eyes piercing as they take you in.

“God help me,” He mutters before leaning in, pressing you into the expensive hotel sheets.

You gasp, your naked back hitting the mattress with a surprising amount of force. You look up through your lashes at Christoph, who is leaning above you, undoing his belt hastily. You smirk, your hands sliding up his thighs and helping him with his fly.

“You wanna fuck me?” You tease, breathless.

Christoph swallows, his movement's slowing as he looks down at you.

“Liebling, fucking is for insolent, foolish boys.” He finally gets his pants down, boxers following soon after. Christoph leans down, and you think he's going to kiss you, but instead his lips find your ear.

“I'm going to make love to you, and believe me, you'll be thinking of me for weeks to come after I'm through with you.”

You feel yourself getting wet at his words, the promise of his dick finally getting inside of you, making you easy for it. Your legs fall open, Christoph making a home between them.

His face finds your neck, planting sweet, wet kisses to the skin there.

You want him inside you so badly, and you tell him as much, back arching when his fingers find your cunt.

“So soft, my beautiful girl,” He mutters, breathless as he rubs at your clit.

You close your eyes, hands scrabbling at his back.

“I want you, Christoph, please,” you beg, shameless.

He kisses you, silencing you. You get lost in the feeling of his hand on you, his lips devouring every moan and gasp he draws from you.

You huff, eyebrows furrowing as he rubs faster and faster on your clit.

“Oh my God-” You manage to gasp out, thighs clenching around his arm as you come.

Christoph works you through it relentlessly.

“There she is, that's my good girl. That's it.” He groans, forehead pressed to yours.

You whine, arching away from his fingers as the stimulation becomes too much.

“Please fuck me, please Christoph.”

He smiles, eyes meeting yours.

“I love the way you say my name.”

The two of you maintain eye contact as he enters you, agonizingly slow. You watch the way his breath catches, how his eyes flutter shut when his hips meet yours. That overwhelming, satisfying fullness makes you moan softly, hands gripping him close.

“You feel so good,” you tell him, all sorts of feelings bubbling up in you.

He rocks forward, hips meeting yours lovingly as he carves a home for himself in You.

Your eyes fall shut, head tilting back, and he sucks wet, lust filled kisses onto your neck.

The pace quickens, the headboard hitting the wall as you both grow frantic.

“You're going to come for me again, my angel, my pretty girl,” He pants, a hand coming up to brush your sweaty hair from your face. His palm is warm, and you tilt your head to kiss it.

“Yes,” your breath, hot, bubbling pleasure threatening to spill over you. “Make me come, please, please, Christoph-"

He groans, burying his face in your neck.

You wrap your legs around his back, wanting to keep him close, and the pleasure builds higher, higher, then-

“Fuck!”

You throw your head back, eyes closed and mouth agape as your second orgasm of the night overtakes you.

“Jesus, ich sterbe,” He groans, low and heady as he pumps you full of his come.

Christoph's hips stutter as your walls flutter around him, beckoning him further.

You hold him close to you as he rides out his orgasm, kissing his forehead.

Sighing and spent, he rests on top of you. You run your fingers through his hair, legs shaking as they unwrap from around his waist.

“Stay with me?” He asks quietly.

You put a hand under his chin, lifting it so your eye level.

You kiss him gently.

“I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.”

[mel-13-29]

-She's 'into' me?-

paring - Wednesday addams x fem!reader

summary - y/n attends nevermore for the first time and meets someone named wednesday. enid confronts y/n and tells her about there mutual pining.

warnings - mutual pining - fluff - i think that's all if you find anymore please tell me i'll update!

1619 words its the first time i've wrote that much ——————— Fuck.

That was the only thing going through my mind the whole way to nevermore academy. the mear name makes me shiver.

The crazy school. yes. I heard rumors that there was a girl who almost killed someone. 

yeah sure. I punched someone in the face. but he deserved it. I saw him pushing a girl in a locker. and yeah I guess I should've just minded my business. but I'm a gentlewoman. I just had to punch him and I would do it again. 

and again. 

   and again. 

       and agai- 

But whatever it is what it is if I wasn't being sent to a fucking juvie for phycos now my parents are driving me there in their 6-year-old car I don't even know how it is still working. 

"Why am I even going to nevermore I only punched him and he deserved it," I say trying to change their mind I know they would still take me there but I had to put up a fight that dumb principles son what's his name oh right Jack.

"Cause you punched him!" my dad argues.

"That doesn't mean I have to change schools! it's the principal's son he probably told his dad."

"Enough of this young lady, you are going to nevermore, and you are going to love it there." my mom says closing the argument.

After that, I shut up being silent the whole way to Nevermore. 

And now I'm here in front of the gates of Nevermore. I feel crazy. I know if someone else did punch someone. they would just get detention but this was the principles son. a bastard among basterds he thinks he's the king of the school just because his dad is the principal? 'there are always people like that in the world all you have to do is prove them wrong' my grandma once said so I'll trust her, once I get out of this school. I will get back at Jack. 

I take my bags and hug my mom and dad then I say goodbye. the bags were kinda hevy but I think I'm strong enoph to cary them. I walk up the stairs. finally reaching my dormroom I had to put my bags down to open the door and I saw two people in my dorm. I thought I was in the wrong one until someone said. 

"Oh! you must be the new girl." a girl says standing up on her two feet. 

"Hi." I say awkwardly the other girl says 'awkward' in the background but I don't hear her all I was looking at was the plain room. that consisted of a plain twin bed, a normal bedside table, and nothing else honestly I expected worse. 

I put my bags down and the other girl leaves the girl said 'bye Yoko' so I assumed her name is Yoko. cute name for someone who looks like a real-life human zombie if it had not green skin. 

"The one who just left is Yoko she's you're roommate I'm just staying here Yoko's bed is very comfy so much better than mine," The girl says sitting back on the bed facing me.

"My name is Y/n what's yours?" I say asking her name and sitting down on the bed too. I can't just keep calling her 'girl' for the rest of the school year.

"Enid" enid says then akuward silece again

"Well, I have to go now," I say trying to get out of the awkward situation even though I don't even know how the school works I don't even know what to do after I get out of the room.

"But why you just got here I wanna get to know you!" Enid says standing up "Wait your new right? I can give you a tour?" Enid offers. I say yes. and now were walking down the halls of nevermore academy.

I never thought I'd be walking in the hallway of nevermore academy I thought if I was good enough. they wouldn't send me to detention or suspend me at all. 

for that matter, I just lived my life in silence. always letting the other kids take the spotlight. I just stayed hidden some people don't even know my name. it's dumb. but I loved it. I loved being the school mystery.

Of course, I never told my parents they would urge me to 'make friends' but those 'friends' always stay away from me for some reason. 

"Earth to y/n!" Enid says into my ear waving her hand in my face. crap. I was spaced out.

"What were you thinking about silly?" Enid questions. "I wasn't thinking about anything," I say quickly, trying to avoid the question then Enid opens her hands as if she was pointing at, the lunch room I supposed.

"This is the quad," Enid says introducing me to a place with lunch tables and people in black and blue outfits "Come on I'll introduce you to some of my friends," Enid says walking towards a guy.

"Y/n this is Ajax, ajax y/n," Enid says introducing me to a boy named Ajax I smile trying to look decently good for someone I just met.

"I'm Ajax," the boy says and reaches his hand out for me to shake. I shake his hand and then let go. 

"welp bye, Ajax I gotta introduce y/n to Wednesday!" Enid says, grabbing my hand and guiding me to wednesday.

"Who's wednesday?" I ask, wondering who the person was. 

"Wednesday my roomie," Enid says runing to a girl with an all-black attire she looked really pretty.

"Wednesday!" Enid shouts to get the girls' attention.

"Enid what are you doing here I thought you were with Yoko," wednesday says dully.

"Oh yeah but I wanted to give the new girl a tour around the place ya know so she doesn't get lost," Enid says excitedly to introduce me to her friend.

Wednesday looks at me with her black eyes like she was examining me for some reason it didn't feel odd I kinda got shy and looked down at my shoes until Enid put her hand on my shoulder I look up and see wednesday again it was not visible but I'm blushing

"y/n this is wednesday, wednesday this is Y/n," Enid says and I reach my hand out for wednesday to shake it was just an excuse to hold her hand but she only nodded I pull my hand away a little sad I didn't get to touch her hand

I wave my hand awkwardly not knowing what to do I mean she was just staring at me what am I supposed to do? 

"Well I'll leave you two alone I kinda have to do something," Enid says seeing the tension in the air I almost tell her to stay like she is the only one that can break the tension 

Wednesday walks away and I go after her now knowing what to do "So where are you going?" I ask and she turns her head slightly to look at me not blinking "I'm going to class why are you following me" she says I don't know why I'm following her I should stop I'm probably making her unconftrorbal 

I stop in my tracks and say "Ye-yeah I should go I have um ms. thornhill ill just ask someone else to show me her class" Wednesday hears this and grabs my hand before I could walk one step 

"That's also my class," she says dragging me through the hallways I was surprised but relaxed in her cold hands I'm holding her hand I'm holding her hand I'm holding her hand I'm holding her han- before I could think any further we reach a door I assume Miss. Thornhills class

"So this is miss. Thornhill's class?" I say a little disappointed when wednesday dropped my hand 

She doesn't answer and sits down on one of the chairs I sit next to her not knowing anyone in the class she glares at me but I look at the teacher focusing on the lesson

*Time skip*

It is now lunch and I look around for Enid or wednesday she walked out the door right when the lesson ended and I have to confront Enid for leaving me in that awkward situation 

I feel someone tap my shoulder and I look behind me seeing Wednesday and Enid hiding behind a pillar in the quad she has a thumbs up I feel like she knows something but I look back at wednesday 

"Um, do you need anything?" I ask not knowing why she would come up to me she looks at me with that look again just like when we first met which was 3 hours ago.

"Is Enid behind me?" she asks I nod and before I could ask why.

Wednesday walks away and enid runs towards me "What did she say?" Enid asks.

"She just said 'is enid behind me?' and then left why do you want to know?" I ask and her eyes widen.

"She's totally into you. I saw her walking out of the classroom and in the dorm, she wouldn't stop covering her mouth and looking down like she has never done that before. like ever." enid clams.

"What how- why would she be into me?" I ask stunned by the news. 

"I don't know but she's definitely into you and I know you're also into her 'cause I say you blush when she was looking at you don't try to lie," Enid says then walks off back to her dorm.

How can she also be into me I mean wednesday? how? wait if Enids telling the truth I might have a chance with her.

——————

[oh-miniso]

micheal kaiser x reckless racer reader ♡

°☆° warning: gn!reader - reader is reckless as hell, characters may seem occ, not proofread

⚠ do not copy, edit or repost in any other platform

hearts & reblogs are appreciated <3

kaiser who's the young star prodigy of basterd münchen & your long time boyfriend-turned-finace

kaiser who loves driving his rich-ass cars and flaunt his wealth, a hand on his beloved's thigh or on the backrest as he drives through the night (or anytime really)

kaiser who's absolutely terrified of the speed you take, how you drive with no abandon, no regards for traffic or rules even if you're an experienced racer with exceptional control

kaiser who refuses to let you drive anywhere anytime and keeps all the keys confiscated. you need to go somewhere, he'll drive you or his manager even ness won't mind (he secretly lets you drive tho)

kaiser who prays you don't get injured during your practice or races. he does not want a repeat of the time you nearly broke your spine bcs a rival thought it fun to mock you. neither do you want to see the egoist on his knees with tears flowing down his cheeks begging you to be careful with your his life (how can an emperor rule without his empress? its an absurd and depressing thought for him)

kaiser who burns with jealousy and loneliness simultaneously when ness requests you to take him on a ride 'round the race track and you agree with a dazzling smile and blinding enthusiasm. why can't he share in on your enthusiasm like you do with his?

kaiser who decides to get over his irrational fear in an equally irrational style by riding roller coasters till he throws up and when you inquire about his sick face he plays it off as too much practice and heat (noa agrees to play along for whatever reason known only to God)

kaiser who finally finally gets over his fear not entirely after much nausea and pounding headaches and upset stomach, and asks you to drive after a romantic dinner at some michelin star restaurant. you agree with much reluctance (it's the first time kaiser has asked you to drive you think he's drunk)

kaiser who feels the wind caressing his face, the vehicles zooming by, your hair flying with the wind (God you look so ethereal in the blurry city lights that its a sin) and he finally understands the emotions you feel when you accelerate to the speed of light

michael fucking kaiser who still refuses to let you drive most of the time. he may be over his fear but that doesn't mean you are over your recklessness

[fictionkinfessions]

@ 744442324213530624/new-kin-agony-when-people-take-the-gs-off-words

Hey! Lets not pretend that people kinning from "problematic media" automatically means they support it or its creators! Thats actually really fucking mean! Especially when your wording goes as far as to imply they are invalid as kins!!! Let people have critical thinking skills. And How many times does it have to be said that people do not choose their kins (or fictives, which are also applicable here even though you did not mention them) before people stop acting like this! Its ridiculous! It's annoying!

Your "positivity" toward Eridan is meaningless when Homestuck is ALSO deemed problematic media by many people (and agreed, certainly didnt age well in many aspects) while you condem anyone who touches a different one.

You can choose not to interact with people who kin from things like Hazbin, but I refuse to let you put my fellow kinfolk down because you think Eridan holds exclusive authority over "not using g", or that Eridan's source ISNT full of issues as well.

~An Eridan kin, who also happens to kin Husk. What a funny coincidence. (/s)

p.s. its also just weird to act like not using g in "ing" words is exclusive to only these two characters. My Quirk isnt being basterdized. Many people who dont even kin dont type a g all the fucking time what the fuck.

Anonymous asked:

Hi Im the Eridan that just sent in an ask response and I realized I should include a very clear obvious example of Homestuck also having flaws. Mpc Please add this onto the other ask.

I AM CANOTICALLY A FACIST. ANON. ANON DO YOU NOT HEAR YOURSELF.

I know fandom widley ignores that because really what the fuck was that, but LETS NOT PRETEND THAT ERIDAN IS A PURE CHARACTER COMPARED TO SOME POOR GUY WITH ALCOHOL AND GAMBLING ADDICTIONS.

NEITHER OF THESE SOURCES ARE PERFECT. BOTH ARE FLAWED. ONE IS JUST HATED MORE RIGHT NOW THAN THE OTHER.

Anonymous asked:

maybe... DON'T bully people for who they kin? we don't kin for fun, dude. most people can't control it. i hate hazbin hotel, too, but that isn't an excuse to say this shit. ESPECIALLY sending it into a blog where a bunch of hazbin kinfolk have been kinfessing, so you're clearly aware at least one husk kin is going to see it.

#sid🪞

party note if anyone wants to continue this converastion plase like reply or reblog this post. no further ask responses will be posted for it. thank you.

[little-laurance]

Tbh I think this fandom needs to settle tf down. There is a not a single (mainish) character I can think of in mcd who doesn't act a little bit fucked up. You can like or dislike whomever you wish, but we are all pretending our fav didn't do some messed up shit. Jesson cannot write consistent characters and they most definitely cannot write characters without questionable morals or behaviors.

Too many people seem to get on a high horse about their favs in comparison to other peoples, and it leads to arguments cherry-picking actions on both sides. Let's be real for a second, none of us are writing these characters the way Jesson intended. We're taking their characters and restructuring them to better suit our personal preferences, morals, or story structures. Everyone's rewrite is about two steps away from original fiction. No one is justifying every bad action from a character by enjoying them. Some may justify some morally reprehensible things, but I'm under the impression most of us are simply ignoring the parts of characters that don't align with our view of the character (or reconstructing some morally dubious actions to properly be addressed within the plot).

In short, stop fighting over the block men being sexist. All of Jesson's block men are sexist. Every single one. If they aren't in mcd, they'll basterdize them to be in mystreet (sorry Dante). They all kinda suck at one point or another for one plot point or another. Let's try to stop acting like we're 10 year olds in the aar/laur/garmau wars PLEASE

[nirmalneaners]

First meeting AU GHOSTSOAP

When Price said he had someone in mind, this isn't exactly what Simon was picturing. The blokes got a mohawk, for Christ's sake. He looks up at Price as this little twat comes prancing up to them. Price gives him a small nod. Trust me, it says. He hasn't really got a choice, he thinks.

"Simon, this is John MacTavish, but everyone calls him Soap," he says, patting John on the back fondly. He's pretty, was Simon's first thought, annoyingly. He's not exactly soft-looking, but Simon is intrigued by how many years of service he has done. He doesn't exactly strike him as a rule follower. He seems the type the drill sergeant would know personally.

"The hell kind of name is Soap?" he asks, unimpressed.

"The name next to yours on the tenancy agreement, if ye a little sweeter, darlin'," he says, winking. Simon frowns. Price has always liked a quick mouth to challenge him; it's no wonder why he likes Johnny. He's a cocky bastard; he can tell already. Typical bloody Scotts, that is.

"Sugar doesn't just fall from the cane," he says.

Soap laughs loud and bright, and it drowns out the chatter of the hall. He smiles with his whole face—an expressive sort, he decides. Nice teeth, too. A little too nice, like maybe he gets them whitened or uses those fancy toothpastes. He elbows Price and says, "Ye didn't tell me old Riley was a jokester, ye old sod."

Price snorts, "That was a joke?"

"A shite one, but ye are English," he shrugs. "I Cannae be expecting first class."

"I'm already regretting introducing you two," he sighs, but his lips are twitching. He pats Simon on the shoulder as he leaves them and says, "I'm off before my own humour is compromised. The meeting starts in 5, boys."

Simon grits his teeth. He's not in a great mood today. He doesn't like these meetings, and he's in pain. He hasn't got a choice about coming, though; after all, he can't get himself anywhere with a broken arm, and he can't stay back at Prices on his own.

"The wheels permanent, then?" Soap asks. Simon looks up at him, shocked. Not many people ask about the wheelchair and even fewer acknowledge it. Brazen little basterd he is, indeed. Soap isn't looking at him, and Simon doesn't know if he's not looking on purpose, but he finds he appreciates it either way.

"No," he says, a little bit defensively. He watches Soap, and he doesn't really know why, but he adds, "Knee got smashed up, so I had surgery to put it back together, but now I'm wishing I just let them cut the bloody thing off when they wanted to and be done with it. Stuck in this chair for another few months or so."

Soap nods and simply says, "Shite, that."

He's not actually told anyone that before, and he doesn't know why he told him of all people. He takes a deep breath. It doesn't feel good, per se. But he feels lighter. He watches with a grimace as Price starts rallying people to sit in the circle, and he knows it won't be long until he's wheeled closer. Even if he's stubborn enough not to talk, Price likes him at least somewhat involved.

"Ye know, ye don't really strike me as a chatty Cathy, Si." Soap says, and Simon scoffs meanly. Soap crouches down a little and gets close—real close. He has a glint in his eyes, and Simon must be desperate because he finds himself intrigued. This bloke is the closest he's come to a touch of danger since the field. "Do ye reckon Price would notice if we fucked off to the pub down the road for a bit? Promise to get ye back to ye Daddy at a reasonable hour,"

He hasn't had a pint in so long. He's not meant to, considering his medication, and he hasn't left Prices sight since he came out of hospital some months ago. He's been doing so much lately that he hasn't wanted to do, and as he looks at Soap, he goes a little bit feral at the sight of the freedom he offers.

He looks over at Price. He's talking to someone. Busy, as usual. He answers without giving himself a moment to properly think it through. "No, I reckon not."

"Well, Hot Wheels, let's get out of here before the old boy slaps our wrists," he grins.

Simon has to suppress his own as he's wheeled out of the hall. Perhaps the Scottish basterd isn't so bad after all.

"Drinks are on you though, Johnny. Daddy has all the money." 

Soap makes a noise as they head out down the ramp. It sounds conflicted. "Johnny?"

He smiles to himself. "Problem?"

There's a long pause before he finally snorts. "Nae, nae. But if I hear anyone else say that name tonight I'll be usin' ye to run 'em over. Deal?"

"Deal."

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[mlmxreader]

Winter Approaches | Hugo Stiglitz x gn!reader

@sunalwaysatyourback asked: “Here, take a swig from mine” for Hugo Stiglitz/gn!

Absolutely love your writing

summary: it's cold, winter is approaching, and you're just a little bit sick... it's a good thing that Hugo's there to help.

tws: swearing, spitting, alcohol consumption

Shivering and coughing, you settled down beside Hugo; tucked behind a wall of rubble, you and the other Basterds were separated for now, if only so that you all had cover, but you didn't have to worry, you were all close enough that you only had to shout at one another to grab attention. You blew your nose into a handkerchief, and let out a cough that made you spit phlegm onto the ground, groaning and grumbling before you turned to the man beside you.

"It's so fucking cold... how the fuck are you not shivering?"

Hugo shrugged, clearing his throat and looking you up and down for a moment before he frowned; he had his water bottle filled with brandy, stolen from a farm that you had passed a while ago, and while he had been saving it for when he felt sick, he grumbled. When you went to take a swig from your own, he shoved his in your face.

"Here, take a swig from mine," he told you. "Brandy. Ist gut."

You nodded, gently taking it from him and unscrewing the cap, the smell made you gag a little but at least you knew it would get you a little warmer, and at least it would soothe your throat a bit; you tried not to think of the taste as you took a long swig.

You sighed, and handed the bottle back as you winged and let out a harsh cough. "Fuck me... that shit ain't half strong."

"Better, though?" He asked, raising his brows slightly.

You nodded, pursing your lips slightly as you relaxed and let out a wheezing sigh, harshly panting. "Yeah, much... thanks."

Hugo smiled a little, hardly enough for it to be seen properly, but he knew that you noticed as he sniffled and folded his arms across his chest; he drew a little closer, just enough so that he was ever so slightly pressed against your side, and he grumbled. "I'll keep you warm."

Leaning into him, initiating the embrace so that you could snuggle into him, stealing his warmth as you grumbled softly. "See, this is why I like you - you're... you're good to me."

Stiffening a little, Hugo clenched his jaw and stared out at the snow coated rubble; he had never heard such a thing before, being good to someone, someone actually enjoying his company, and he was more than surprised that you actually said the words. He wasn't sure how to react, swallowing thickly as he slowly wrapped his arm around you and kept you close.

"You like me?"

"Yeah," you nodded, looking at him with a warm smile. "I'd be... I'd be pretty damn pleased if you'd let me, y'know, be your partner."

Hugo's eyes widened as he let the words sink in a little more, avoiding your gaze as he cleared his throat and gulped; he wasn't sure what to do in the slightest, even though he did feel the same, he really didn't know how the fuck he was going to react. He didn't know how you wanted him to react.

"Hugo?" You nudged him softly. "Everything alright?"

"Ja," he nodded, licking his lips and grumbling softly. "Ja... I'm okay."

"I'm sorry," you said quietly, moving to sit away from him as you frowned and looked away. "I don't mean to-"

"I feel the same," he said softly, shaking his head. "Just... don't know how to react."

You relaxed, moving to snuggle into him again as you sighed and nodded; you had really been scared for a moment, worried that he was going to tell you that he didn't feel the same and that he was going to reject you. But he didn't, you could actually relax. "That's fine... we can, y'know, we can just take things a step at a time, yeah?"

"Handeln," he agreed, kissing your forehead and sighing heavily. "Es tut mir Leid... if I made you feel you said something wrong."

You shook your head, laughing softly. "It's okay, really... as long as we're good together."

"Ja," Hugo hummed. "We are..."

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[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 34

-Emily is 12- Anthony pov:i was on the couch watching baseball and then suddenly emily came down the stairs "daddy" "yes sweetie" "how did you and mommy meet" "that's a long story" "good" she goes to the kitchen grabs a snack grabs her blanket and sits on the couch "wow we're actually doing this" "yep" "Y/N COME HERE PLEASE" "yes dear Emily wants to know the story of how we met" "cool" "I'll go first pero" "pero????" "Pero this is a Group FaceTime thing" I called the Hamilton group chat and then this happened Y/n point of view: Yo I'm y/n and I'm family friends with Lin manual Miranda you know the dude who wrote Hamilton? He has known me since I've been in diapers. And it was day one of Hamilton "Y/N TERRELL" "What" Get up" "I don't want to" "PLEASE THIS IS IMPORTANT TO ME" Finee" "Thank you I get up and changed (whatever the fuck you want ig) and we get down to the theatre and waited for the others everyone was here or so I thought I was talking to Lin then he yelled "hey ant over here" I turn around and I saw HIM his eyes greener then Hellebores such radiant skin and his hair was so curly "ant this is y/n y/n this is ant" "hey I'm Anthony but everyone calls me ant" "👋🏾" I was so nervous I couldn't speak to him he looked around "YO DAVEED WHAT IT DO"

YO DAVEED WHAT IT DO" "that was rude y/n" "what do you mean" "you were so nice to everyone else and you were cold with him"

"I didn't mean to be mean" "well not MEAN you know what it kinda reminds of me of that dude Derek and how-" he cut him self off with a loud gasp (a/n Derek is a old elementary crush) he pulled me aside in said "YOU LIKE ANT" "WHAT NO" "yes you do" "fine kinda" "y/n gotta crush y/n gotta crush" "oooooh on who" pippa ask "WHERE DID YOU COME FROM" "yOUR momS HOUSE" "🖕🏾" "wowwwwwwwwwwww" "to awnser your question she likes ant" "BRO" "what it's pippa she's not gonna tell anyone about your little crush on ant" "you like ANT" Renèe asks coming from the shadows "OH COME ON" "I'm taking that as a yes" "OK SO YALL ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO KNOW I LIKE ANT OK" "YOU LIKE ANT" jazzy ask "ok that was your fault" "ya I know,let's just go" *on stage* "let's sit in a circle and sing are lines "how dose a basterd,orphan,son of a whore and a Scotsmen," "okay can you add more anger on basterd" "okay,how dose a BASTERD,orphan,son of a whore and a Scotsmen" *5 hours later* "let's have a cast sleep over here on Saturday" Lin suggests. Everyone agreed due to lack of plans. Me and Lin went Home "you know why I suggest the sleepover over" "why" "so you can sleep with Anthony" "ah sick dude fuck you" "love you too"

*Saturday* "Y/n are you ready" "The girls told me to stay back a minute" "OK Cya" There is a loud knock at the door and I check the peepholes it's the girls "Hey girls" "We wanted to get you ready for tonight with your boyfriend" "🖕🏾" "wowww ok," Pippa says taking fake offense "we just wanna help you do skin care, take care of your hair, get in cute pj's" "aww that's kinda sweet" "yeah" Jasmine replies "shut up YOU'RE here for the food" "Lin's food is just better"

*Saturday* "Y/n are you ready" "The girls told me to stay back a minute" "OK Cya" There is a loud knock at the door and I check the peepholes it's the girls "Hey girls" "We wanted to get you ready for tonight with your boyfriend" "🖕🏾" "wowww ok," Pippa says taking fake offense "we just wanna help you do skin care, take care of your hair, get in cute pj's" "aww that's kinda sweet" "yeah" Jasmine replies "shut up YOU'RE here for the food" "Lin's food is just better"

5 minutes later "can i tell yall something" jazzy asked "duh" "i like someone on the cast" we all said " we all looked at her "ew i don't like ramos" "i bet you like diggs" "maybe" "awwwww" "shut up" "he kissed my cheeck once" "WHY" we all asked "he was saying thank you for somthing and he did and kissed my cheek" she said while fiddling with a brush "jazzy your mixed is showing" i tell her "what?" "AWWW SHES BLUSHING" renee and phillipa shout" "shut up" she said while covering a face with a pillow.

"True," we all say in unison they made me go through ten minutes of girly girl torture but it was fun "ok we can go now," Nea said we get into her car and drive to the theatre and the boys are already there giggling like school girls pips nudges me "your boyfriend is looking at youuuu" "shut up pips" oak whispered something to ant then he got all red and nudged him Lin notices us "HEY GIRLS come on up" we climbed up the stairs the girls teasing me. We get up there and he's shirtless and in boxers, my face was so hot

"Y/n come here," Lin said leading to the wings "Did you bring Greg" "Shut up Lin" "Y/n" "it's fine" "I have him" "DUDE "I whisper shout "I'll slip him to you when there sleep" "ARE YALL DONE WHISPERING WE'RE BORED" oak yell's "let's go" we sat in a circle "what's you're most embarrassing moment" "I'll go first,when I first met ants mom I whispered to him 'your mom is fine as fuck' and she said 'thanks'" Lin told us "I told you stop calling moms hot" "when I was 7 I liked someone and he always laughed at farts and one day I walked up to him and farted but I accidentally shit my self and was sent home" everyone was laughing really hard except oak he was trying to hide his giggles "ah shut up you guys" "sorry pips" daveed and ant said in between laughs "I'm not" I say still laughing my ass off "🖕🏻" "love you too" "I guess I'll go next I was 9 I was in a school talent show and I sung a original song and made a dance and had a shirt for it and everything and while I was waiting someone asked 'jazzy don't you wanna change' and then I got up there in froze still sung well I guess I still TALKED no dance tho just blank face froze"(true story 😭😭😭) "dayummmm" I replied "I was 15 and was watching boyonce and my cousin came in and saw me and saw me.........yeah" "ew" "shut up I caught you last week" "LIN!"

Pippa was laughing extra hard for revenge on me I looked at ant he looked a little sad but not over me right? "Anyway......when I was ten I liked this girl and gave her love notes and I told her to meet me in this spot and when we met she was like 'YOU' and I kissed her and she said 'I THOUGHT YOU WERE DAVID' and slapped me and ran away" "Justice for tiny daveed" I replied daveed put his fist in the air as a joke "I was in Highschool and we were doing Romeo and Juliet and I had to pee and while I died I peed my pants" "damn Chris" "when I was in 3d grade I thought these girls were cool so I went up and danced and sung as a way of saying hi" nea recalls "show us" "ughhh hey I'm nea and i want to be your friend today (real name is Renee)" "PUT THAT ON BROADWAY" "when i was ten Mario-" "w-who" I cut off "w-who" jazzy and pip whisperer in my ear nea knocks them upside the head in a joking matter"oh my brother,and he had a girlfriend who I was MADLY in love with so one time I was playing baseball and said 'THIS ONES FOR YOU' then my brother tackled me but I still hit the ball" "well y/n your turn" "when I was 5 I wanted to marry Lin and I asked him and he said yeah because he thought I was playing a game then i told him about are honey moon and he said 'wow your very committed to this game' and cried stomped and tantrumed for 10 minutes because he hurt my feelings" "I remember thatttttt" "would you marry him now" ant asks "o-f cou-rse no-t" why do I always stutter around him "LETS DO KARAOKE" "OK"

Lin manual Miranda pov: Yo I'm Lin and I'm family friends with y/n. who am I? Do you know the dude who wrote Hamilton? Anyway, I have known her since she has been in diapers. And now it was day one of Hamilton "Y/N TERRELL" "What" "Get up" "I don't want to" "PLEASE THIS IS IMPORTANT TO ME" Finee" "Thank you" she get up and get changed (whatever the fuck you want ig) and we get down to the theatre and waited for the others everyone was here or so I thought I was talking to y/n then he yelled "hey ant over here" she turned around and she saw HIM his eyes greener then Hellebores such radiant skin and his hair was so curly "ant this is y/n y/n this is ant" "hey I'm Anthony but everyone calls me ant" "👋🏾" I thought she was so nervous and couldn't speak to him he looked around "YO DAVEED WHAT IT DO" "that was rude y/n" I inform "what do you mean" she asked "you were so nice to everyone else and you were cold with him" I share

"I didn't mean to be mean" she tells "well not MEAN you know what it kinda reminds of me of that dude Derek and how-" i cut myself off with a loud gasp (a/n Derek is a old elementary crush) he pulled me aside and said "YOU LIKE ANT" "WHAT NO" "yes you do" "fine kinda" "y/n gotta crush y/n gotta crush" I tease "oooooh on who" pippa ask "WHERE DID YOU COME FROM" "yOUR momS HOUSE" "🖕🏾" "wowwwwwwwwwwww" "to awnser your question she likes ant" "BRO" "what it's pippa she's not gonna tell anyone about your little crush on ant" "you like ANT" Renèe asks coming from the shadows "OH COME ON" "I'm taking that as a yes" "OK SO YALL ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO KNOW I LIKE ANT OK" "YOU LIKE ANT" jazzy ask "ok that was your fault" "ya I know,let's just go" *on stage* "let's sit in a circle and sing are lines "how dose a basterd,orphan,son of a whore and a Scotsmen," "okay can you add more anger on basterd" "okay,how dose a BASTERD,orphan,son of a whore and a Scotsmen" *5 hours later* "let's have a cast sleep over here on Saturday" Lin suggests. Everyone agreed due to lack of plans. Me and Lin went Home "you know why I suggest the sleepover over" "why" "so you can sleep with Anthony" "ah sick dude fuck you" "love you too"

*Saturday* "Y/n are you ready" "The girls told me to stay back a minute" "OK Cya" "HEY GIRLS come on up" -1 hour- They climbed up the stairs the girls teasing me. They got up there and he was shirtless and in boxers, her face was probably so hot

"Y/n come here," i said leading to the wings "Did you bring Greg" "Shut up Lin" "Y/n" "it's fine" "I have him" "DUDE she whisper shout "I'll slip him to you when there sleep" "ARE YALL DONE WHISPERING WE'RE BORED" oak yell's "let's go" we sat in a circle "what's you're most embarrassing moment" y/n ask "I'll go first,when I first met ants mom I whispered to him 'your mom is fine as fuck' and she said 'thanks'" i told them "I told you stop calling moms hot" y/n says while chocking "when I was 7 I liked someone and he always laughed at farts and one day I walked up to him and farted but I accidentally shit my self and was sent home" everyone was laughing really hard except oak he was trying to hide his giggles "ah shut up you guys" "sorry pips" daveed and ant said in between laughs "I'm not" y/n says still laughing her ass off "🖕🏻" "love you too" "I guess I'll go next I was 9 I was in a school talent show and I sung a original song and made a dance and had a shirt for it and everything and while I was waiting someone asked 'jazzy don't you wanna change' and then I got up there in froze still sung well I guess I still TALKED no dance tho just blank face froze" (true story🧍) "dayummmm" I replied "I was 15 and was watching boyonce and my cousin came in and saw me and saw me.........yeah" oak confesses "ew" "shut up I caught you last week" i scoled "LIN!" she yells

Pippa was laughing extra hard for revenge on y/n I looked at ant he looked a little sad but not over y/n right? "Anyway......when I was ten I liked this girl and gave her love notes and I told her to meet me in this spot and when we met she was like 'YOU' and I kissed her and she said 'I THOUGHT YOU WERE DAVID' and slapped me and ran away" "Justice for tiny daveed" y/n replied daveed put his fist in the air as a joke "I was in Highschool and we were doing Romeo and Juliet and I had to pee and while I died I peed my pants" "damn Chris" y/n chuckles while saying" when I was in 3d grade I thought these girls were cool so I went up and danced and sung as a way of saying hi" nea recalls "show us" "ughhh hey I'm nea and i want to be your friend today (real name is Renee)" "PUT THAT ON BROADWAY" "when i was ten Mario-" "w-who" she cut off "w-who" jazzy and pip whisperer in her ear nea knocks them upside the head in a joking matter "oh my brother,and he had a girlfriend who I was MADLY in love with so one time I was playing baseball and said 'THIS ONES FOR YOU' then my brother tackled me but I still hit the ball" "well y/n your turn" "when I was 5 I wanted to marry Lin and I asked him and he said yeah because he thought I was playing a game then i told him about are honey moon and he said 'wow your very committed to this game' and cried stomped and tantrumed for 10 minutes because he hurt my feelings" "I remember thatttttt" "would you marry him now" ant asks "o-f cou-rse no-t" why dose she always stutter around him "LETS DO KARAOKE" "OK" Anthony Ramos POV: I was in the car with the boys and I asked Lin "Yo is y/n single" "Why you gotta crush" "No just curious" "Come on ant this car is a safe place" Oak says "then tell them about your crush on pips "I snap back "ANT" oak yell "PIPS" everyone else yells "are we shocked" "nope" they all said in unison "what do you mean 'nope'" "WAIT do you think your hiding it well?" "Shut mr.isy/nsingle" he retorts (a/n vocabulary ate😝) my face got red "Aw his face is red" "What are we gonna even do," I ask "Talk, play truth or dare, eat, sleep" yeah we got there and Daveed grabs my phone and ran around the stage with it then he unlocked and I chased him "GIVE ME MY DAMN PHONE" "NO, I WANNA READ YOUR POEM" "POEM, I WANNA READ" "NO" "OAK" Daveed calls OAK tackles me while Daveed reads "I walk in and see a pretty girl probably prettiest in the world she doesn't speak but I wanna peak I wanna take her on a date than in the form of 69 then mate" "uh Ramos you dirty boy," Lin tells me. oak gets off me I take off my shirt and pants then we're on stage Daveed admitted to a crush on renée The girls came I y/n was in these silk slip-on tight but kinda lost pj's I couldn't stop looking oak whispered "Don't cream your pants but your girlfriends here" I was all red then I nudged him but then Lin called the girls up then pulled y/n aside I was so worried that Lin was telling her what happened in the car then oak called them over then we told embarrassing moments, played karaoke, played truth or dare, karaoke was so embarrassing I looked like a loser I was looking at her RIGHT in her eyes while singing "love" then Lin and Daveed point out me blushing then the girls pushed me on her and we awkwardly said hi then they ask if we were kissing yet we said 'no' and Groff started some game of truth or dare pippa was mad at a y/n so she dared her to kiss me and...

Y/n pov: We all agreed to do karaoke I asked the girls what would be singing and Jazzy said "About that we're gonna be singing with Ant and so are you" "WHAT NO I CANT SING" "It will be fine" "I hate y'all" "come on girls" "ant yells" "what song are we doing" "OH DO COUSIN" "from 21 chump street?" "NO FROM 21 JUMP STREET" "🖕🏾" "Does you're middle finger get tired" "No does your mouth" "OH" They cast shouts "I called a cousin who called a cousin who called a friend who called a couple of dozen cousins cuz it never ends" ant sung "My cousin Justin's looking for a little something-something for a certain someone, some girl he wants to be touching" jazzy sung "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang while hopping on one foot "We were just discussing our cousin Justin. Wasn't Justin the cousin who just made the honor roll, got the college's buzzin'?" Nea sang "Are we close to our cousin Justin? Are we supposed to trust him?" Pippa sang "Are we thugs to our cousin Justin? We don't sell drugs, man" Nea sang "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang once again "Did you get it yet?" I sang my back to ants "No, I'm about to get it" he sang damn he can sing too. "Is your dealer a student?" "I got you, girl. Don't sweat it" "Let me know when you got it" "As soon as I can" "I'll find a way to repay you Justin" "AW MAN" he sounded a little Sirius. Like he meant it "Yo, what is up with this fussin'? This isn't up for discussion. This is our cousin coming to us. He's our blood, and we love him" Jazzy sang "Ah, look at Ant He's blushing" Lin yelled from the audience "are little ant is crushing" Daveed "Sorry for rushing to judgment" Nea recovered "WHY SHOULD WE GET YOU THESE DRUGS" they all sing "loveeeeeeeee" "what?" "Only if you believe in love" (a/n: I'm not gonna finish the song so y'all can" While he sings his eyes meet mine we make eye contact I close the wings the girls push Ant into me knocking us both over (a/n the way ant sings love for the 2 times brings out the 12-year-old girl in me) "um hey" "h-i" "ARE YA'LL making out yet" "NO" "aw," everyone said we came out "aww ants red" daveed oak and Lin said I didn't look I didn't wanna embarrass him. "Let's PLAY TRUTH OR DARE," Groff says we sat in a circle "Pips truth or dare" "Hmmm dare" "I want you to go outside and pretend to be one of those cocky celebs to the first person you see" "I hate you" "don't you get tired of saying that?" "Do you get tired of getting hated?" she says as she leaves the theatre "🙄" "Nea truth or dares" "Truth" "Hmmmm is it true that you like sneaking glances at a certain cast member?" "Maybe" "Oh who" "Lin asks " Pippa comes back "Y/n hate you" "Know what I'll let you get your lick back and let you dare me" "I dare you to kiss ant not a PECK a kiss" "I look at him and his face was so red and then" to be continued...

Lin pov: ant got in the car and he asked me "Yo is y/n single" "Why you gotta crush" I ask "No just curious" "Come on ant this car is a safe place" Oak says "then tell them about your crush on pips I snap back "ANT" oak yell "PIPS" everyone yells but "are we shocked" Anthony ask "nope" they all said in unison "what do you mean 'nope'" "WAIT do you think your hiding it well?" ant asks him "Shut mr.isy/nsingle" oak retort's ants face got red "awww his face is red" "what are we gonna even do" Anthony ask "talk, play truth or dare, eat, sleep" yeah we got there and daveed grabs Anthony's phone and ran around the stage with it then he unlocked and ant chased him "GIVE ME MY DAMN PHONE" "NO, I WANNA READ YOUR POEM" davved shouts "POEM, I WANNA READ" I yell "NO" Anthony yells red faced from heat or embarrassment you tell me. "OAK" Daveed calls OAK tackles Ant while Daveed reads "I walk in and see a pretty girl probably the prettiest in the world She doesn't speak but I wanna peak I wanna take her on a date than in the form of 69 then mate" "uh Ramos you dirty boy," I tell him. oak gets off him Anthony take off my shirt and pants then we're on stage Daveed admitted to a crush on renée the girls came I y/n was in these silk slip on tight but kinda loose pj's ant couldn't stop looking oak whispered "don't cream your pants but your girlfriends here" he was all red then ant nudged him but then I called the girls up then pulled y/n aside I asked her about her emotional support animal I said I had it covered. Then Oak called us over then we told embarrassing moments, played karaoke, and played truth or dare, Karaoke was so embarrassing for Anthony he looked like a loser he was looking at her RIGHT in her eyes while singing "Love" Then and Daveed pointed out him blushing then the girls pushed me him on her and we asked if we were kissing yet we said 'no' and Groff started some game of truth or dare pippa was mad at a y/n so she dared her to kiss ant and...

Oak pov: I was in the car with the boys and Ant asked Lin "Yo is y/n single" "Why you gotta crush" Lin "No just curious" he lied "Come on ant this car is a safe place" I joke "then tell them about your crush on pips he snapped back "ANT" I yell "PIPS" everyone else yells "are we shocked" he asked "nope" they all said in unison "what do you mean 'nope'" I ask "WAIT do you think your hiding it well?" Anthony asks "Shut Mr.isy/nsingle" I retort his face got red "Awww his face is red" Lin points out "What are we gonna even do," Ant asks "Talk, play truth or dare, eat, sleep yeah" We got there and Daveed grabs his phone and ran around the stage with it then he unlocked and ant chased him "GIVE ME MY DAMN PHONE" Anthony yelled "NO, I WANNA READ YOUR POEM" Daveed yells "POEM, I WANNA READ" lin yells "NO" he yelled "OAK" Daveed calls. I tackled Ant while Daveed reads "I walk in and see a pretty girl probably the prettiest in the world She doesn't speak but I wanna peak I wanna take her on a date than in the form of 69 then mate" "Uh Ramos you dirty boy" Lin tells Anthony. I get off him. He takes off his shirt and pants then we're on stage Daveed admitted to a crush on Renée. the girls came I y/n was in these silk slip-on tight but kinda lose pj's ant couldn't stop looking I whispered "Don't cream your pants but your girlfriends here" Anthony was all red then he nudged me but then Lin called the girls up then pulled y/n aside then I called them over then we told embarrassing moments, played karaoke, played truth or dare, karaoke was so embarrassing for ant he looked like a loser he was looking at her RIGHT in her eyes while singing "love" then Lin and Daveed pointed out him blushing then the girls pushed him on her and we awkwardly said hi then they ask if we were kissing yet they said 'no' and Groff started some game of truth or dare pippa was mad at a y/n so she dared her to kiss Anthony and...

Davved pov: I was in the car with the boys and Ant asked Lin "Yo is y/n single" "Why you gotta crush" "No just curious" "Come on ant this car is a safe place" Oak says "Then tell them about your crush on pips "I snap back "ANT" oak yell "PIPS" we yell "are we shocked" "nope" they all said in unison "what do you mean 'nope'" "WAIT do you think your hiding it well?" "Shut mr.isy/nsingle" he retorts his face getting red "Aw his face is red" "What are we gonna even do," I ask "Talk, play truth or dare, eat, sleep" Yeah we got there and I grab Anthony's phone and ran around the stage with it then I unlocked and I chased him "GIVE ME MY DAMN PHONE" ant yelled "NO, I WANNA READ YOUR POEM" Anthony yelled "POEM, I WANNA READ" lin yelled "NO" he yelled "OAK" I call. OAK tackles Ant while I read "I walk in and see a pretty girl probably the prettiest in the world she doesn't speak but I wanna peak I wanna take her on a date than in the form of 69 then mate" "Uh Ramos you dirty boy" Lin tells Anthony oak gets off me he takes off his shirt and pants then we're on stage Daveed admitted to a crush on renée the girls came I y/n was in these silk slip on tight but kinda loose pj's I couldn't stop looking at renèe oak whispered "don't cream your pants but your girlfriends here" to ant. Anthony was all red then I nudged him but then Lin called the girls up then pulled y/n aside I was so worried that Lin was telling her what happened in the car then oak called them over then we told embarrassing moments, played karaoke, played truth or dare, karaoke was so embarrassing he looked like a loser ant was looking at her RIGHT in her eyes while singing "love" then Lin and Daveed point out me blushing then the girls pushed him on her and then we ask if we were kissing yet we said 'no' and Groff started some game of truth or dare pippa was mad at a y/n so she dared her to kiss ant and...

Jazzy pov: We all agreed to do karaoke y/n asked us girls what would be singing and I said "About that we're gonna be singing with Ant and so are you" "WHAT NO I CANT SING" she yells "It will be fine" I tell her "I hate y'all" she informs "come on girls" ant yells "what song are we doing" "OH DO COUSIN" lin yells from the sits "from 21 chump street?" y/n ask "NO FROM 21 JUMP STREET" lin said sarcastically "🖕🏾" "dose you're middle finger get tired" he asks "no dose your mouth" she retorts "OH" They cast shouts "I called a cousin who called a cousin who called a friend who called a couple of dozen cousins cuz it never ends" ant sung "My cousin Justin's looking for a little something-something for a certain someone, some girl he wants to be touching" I sung "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang while hopping on one foot "We were just discussing our cousin Justin. Wasn't Justin the cousin who just made the honor roll, got the college's buzzin'?" Nea sang "Are we close to our cousin Justin? Are we supposed to trust him?" Pippa sang "Are we thugs to our cousin Justin? We don't sell drugs, man" Nea sang "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang once again "Did you get it yet?" I sang my back to ants "No, I'm about to get it" he sang. "Is your dealer a student?" "I got you, girl. Don't sweat it" "Let me know when you got it" "As soon as I can" "I'll find a way to repay you Justin" "AW MAN" he sounded a little Sirius. Like he meant it "Yo, what is up with this fussin'? This isn't up for discussion. This is our cousin coming to us. He's our blood, and we love him" Jazzy sang "Ah, look at Ant He's blushing" Lin yells from the audience "are little ant is crushing" Daveed jokes "Sorry for rushing to judgment" Nea recovered "WHY SHOULD WE GET YOU THESE DRUGS" they all sing "love" "what?" "Only if you believe in loveeeeeeeeeee" (a/n: Im not gonna finish the song so y'all can" While he sings his eyes meet mine we make eye contact I close the wings the girls push Ant into me knocking us both over "Um hey" "h-i" "ARE YA'LL making out yet" "NO" "awwww," everyone aw'd we came out "aww ants red" daveed oak and Lin said she didn't look I guess she didn't wanna embarrass him. "Let's PLAY TRUTH OR DARE," Groff says we sat in a circle "Pips truth or dare" "Hmmm dare" "I want you to go outside and pretend to be one of those cocky celebs to the first person you see" "I hate you" "don't you get tired of saying that?" "Do you get tired of getting hated?" she says as she leaves the theatre "🙄" "Nea truth or dares" "Truth" "Hmmmm is it true that you like sneaking glances at a certain cast member?" "Maybe" "Oh who," Lin asks Pippa comes back "Y/n I hate you" "Know what I'll let you get your lick back and let you dare me" "I dare you to kiss ant not a PECK a kiss" I look at him and his face was so red and then

Renèe pov: We all agreed to do karaoke y/n asked us what would be singing and Jazzy said "About that we're gonna be singing with Ant and so are you" "WHAT NO I CANT SING" "It will be fine" "I hate y'all" "come on girls" "ant yells" "what song are we doing" "OH DO COUSIN" "from 21 chump street?" "NO FROM 21 JUMP STREET" "🖕🏾" "Does you're middle finger get tired" "No does your mouth" "OH" They cast shouts "I called a cousin who called a cousin who called a friend who called a couple of dozen cousins cuz it never ends" ant sung "My cousin Justin's looking for a little something-something for a certain someone, some girl he wants to be touching" jazzy sung "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang while hopping on one foot "We were just discussing our cousin Justin. Wasn't Justin the cousin who just made the honor roll, got the college's buzzin'?" I sang "Are we close to our cousin Justin? Are we supposed to trust him?" Pippa sang "Are we thugs to our cousin Justin? We don't sell drugs, man" I sang "Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something

Everybody's got a cousin who can hook them up with something" we all sang once again "Did you get it yet?" she sang her back to ants "No, I'm about to get it" he sang "Is your dealer a student?" "I got you, girl. Don't sweat it" "Let me know when you got it" "As soon as I can" "I'll find a way to repay you Justin" "AW MAN" he sounded a little Sirius. Like he meant it "Yo, what is up with this fussin'? This isn't up for discussion. This is our cousin coming to us. He's our blood, and we love him" Jazzy sang "Ah, look at Ant He's blushing" Lin yelled from the audience "are little ant is crushing" Daveed "Sorry for rushing to judgment" Y/n recovered "WHY SHOULD WE GET YOU THESE DRUGS" they all sing "love" "what?" "Only if you believe in loveeeeeeee" While he sings his eyes meet mine we make eye contact y/n was close to the wings us girls pushed ant into me knocking us both over "Um hey" "H-i" "ARE YA'LL making out yet" "NO" "aw," everyone said when came out, "aww ants red" daveed oak and Lin said I didn't look I didn't wanna embarrass him. "Let's PLAY TRUTH OR DARE," Groff says we sat in a circle "Pips truth or dare" "Hmmm dare" "I want you to go outside and pretend to be one of those cocky celebs to the first person you see" "I hate you" "don't you get tired of saying that?" "Do you get tired of getting hated?" she says as she leaves the theatre "🙄" "Nea truth or dares" "Truth" "Hmmmm is it true that you like sneaking glances at a certain cast member?" "Maybe" "Oh who" "Lin asks "Pippa comes back "Y/n I hate you" "Know what I'll let you get your lick back and let you dare me" "I dare you to kiss ant not a PECK a kiss" "I look at him and his face was so red and then" to be continued... Y/n:"like in front of y'all?" "Doesn't have to be" "ok" I grab ant by the arm and take him somewhere "listen we don't have to kiss" he grabs my face he kisses me his lips so soft and he lets go of my face and it just happens we stop "um did I make you uncomfortable" "no no" "ok good,um let's go back out" "ok" pippa was on the floor with a smug look "I bet they didn't even kiss" "🖕🏾" "yeah they did because Ramos is red" "shut up oak" he was so red "should we oder food" "sure" everyone said in unison "y/n you make it very hard to stick up for you" renèe says while coming in "calm down we're about to get food" "oak i dare you too pay for it" "fuck you Ramos" "it's a dare" I reply "aww you're sticking up for your boyfriend" "shut up lin" what are we getting "sleep over food" Daveed says "what's that?" "Pizza duh" "ok we're all getting cheese pizza because it's cheap" "ok" we all Say in unison oak left to get some pizza" "hey wanna hear a scary story about the theatre "sure jazzy" "so Carrie took stage in 1988 but some say it was too different from the book that he got mad and a member died of a 'heart attack' and when they finished the show and went back stage and identified was REAL HUMAN blood and it's said that the author was a theatre fan and that he would get really mad when something was wrong so he kills off the cast and turns the into a prop" "IM BACKKKK" "AHHHHHHH" (a/n:that was a completely fake story I made it on my own and it's not that good) jazzy was on the floor rolling laughing oak stood there confused I walked over to her and tickled her then she farted she told me that if she's tickled she's most likely will fart she stooped laughing "quiet now aren't you" we all started laughing she sat there head held low smiling a bit jazzy doesn't take stuff like that very seriously "So y'all want the pizza or......" "yeah" we all ran to the pizza and grabbed a plate and some pizza some good pizza "pips" "what" "have you noticed how much oak looks at you" "no..." pip turned her head too see oak staring then make eye contact and turned away "wait do I have something on my face or Jammie's" "no I'm saying he likes you wait you call them Jammie's?" "Yeah" "you do you" "I'm pretty Tuckered out let's hit the sack" nea says "cool" "I bet you wanna hit Anthony sack" "shut up jazzy" "no" she says while making a kissy face imma lay here "why are y

[itachisbxtch]

Ryuuen kakeru x reader

Suggested for mature audience's. Mentions of abuse. Toxic relationship and Jesus you need him sweetheart.

"I know you did not just fucking slap me " you scream at Ryuuen. "I should beat tf out of you considering you fucked somebody else. Not only that you got hickey's all on you give me a break". He yelled back. "Man you know what I'm not finna deal with you" you mumbled under your breath .

Yo don't walk away from me!

Or what you gonna whoop me you not my damn daddy.

I was the other night.

No you were some other bitches don't mix us up.

He started walking up to you with this angry look in his eye. "Move" You say lowly. "Orrr what" Ryuuen reply slowly.

Don't make me put my hands on you.

Try me basterd.

Umm I know my daddy so don't

I might have to take your mom up on that offer given the fact that her daughter can't handle this.

What you say about my momma?

I said-

You jump on him punching him in his face. He holds on to you tight one hand under your ass other on your back. He grabs on your hand Squeezing it. Your other hand was entangled in his hair yanking it.

You fucking let me go.

No.

You fucking bitch.

You open your mouth to speak but another idea came.

Y/n you bit me

Well put me down.

No.

Well after some back in forth you two had a dinner to attend to. All for your reputation.

Pt 2? I had fun writing this I wanna try something new in my writing so I'm gonna start making mini stories.

[kai-anderson-whore]

Hi! Please can I request an angst about Kit Walker x female reader where Kit rebels against the mistreatment in the asylum? TY!

Yes this one is short but I hope you like it :)

It's nothing (Kit Walker x fem reader)

Warnings: mentions of mistreatment of braircliff, swearing, cuts and bruises.

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Braircliff was a hellhole to everyone, some got put in here because of their mental health, some criminally insane, some against their own will with nothing wrong.

You believed someone was in here wrongly, kit walker accused of being bloodyface, you believed him when he told you he wasn't the look in his eyes said it all.

You both shouldn't be in here only reason why you were in here was because of a nervous breakdown you had, your father dumping you in this pit.

The punishments and mistreatments of this place too much to handle, Kit was strong-headed always putting up a fight with the guards when receiving treatment which led to him being punished.

You hated it, seeing him hurt by sister jude's canes or Dr ardins experiments, it pained you seeing him hurt, he was the only friend you had the person you confined most in it made you sad and angry.

You sat in the common room waiting on Kit coming back from Dr ardins office, the nerves eating you up petrified if he'll even come out that office at all.

Only two hours ago the guards had to physically drag kit out of the common room "don't fucking touch me" he protested kicking and screaming, even punching the guard Frank square on the nose making you grimce at the impact.

"Come on kit" you mumbled to yourself leg shaking with fear for the worst knowing if he did that to the guards he one hundred percent would have kicked up a bigger ruckus in Dr ardins office.

Everytime you looked up at the clock or door made you more and more frightened, but when that door finally opens revealing kit you instantly shot up wrapping your arms around him.

"Oh kit what did he do to you" you sighed hands on his cheeks, eyes scanning his face examining his cuts "nothing for you to worry about doll" he said trying to make you disregard his obvious cuts.

"Nothing to worry about" you chuckled "kit this isn't nothing look at you, you look like you went 10 rounds with dick the bruiser" you lectured making kit chuckle at your wrestler remark, "y/n honestly it's nothing I'll be fine" kit insisted.

Taking your hand in his, "kit no its not nothing you need to be more careful what did ardin want because what they did to you is bang out of order" you sighed his thumb grazing over the back of your hand.

"I just don't want you to worry y/n I'm fine I'm strong and so are you" kit said his eyes reddened same as yours, "I know kit but I hate seeing you hurt and with you resisting whatever they want you to do well you know by now the punishment or treatment only gets worse" you said in a low voice above whisper.

"I know but I'm not letting those basterds drag me down like everyone else here and you should either" kit stated making you smile at his strong minded personality.

"Come on let's get you cleaned up" you said taking his hand to infirmary to dress his wounds "thanks suga for taking me here and the lecture" kit smiled as the nurse dressed his wounds.

"Well I don't want them to get infected and you needed to be told to get your ass in line by someone you trust" you said flashing him a cheeky smile which he had returned.

"I promise I'll not rebel against them" he said the smile still on his lips "kit you and I both know you won't keep that promise" you giggled "Yeah I guess your right" he chuckled

That's one thing you can say about kit walker he was stubborn at times but kind hearted and won't let anyone boss him around not a doctor who's about as crazy as the mad hatter or the corrupt nuns in this place.

[teddybeartoji]

and now I'm running as fast as I can to get to you >:3 you don't even have to open the door for me, I'll knock it down!!! I'm very strong!! (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) I will dote you so much and take so much care of you!!! we can watch some series we like together!! or or or or inglourious bastards (hear me out I love that movie) ALL WHILE I CUDDLE YOU!!! 'CAUSE NUH UH I CAN'T BEAR TO HEAR THAT YOU'RE NOT TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF!!! IT'S OUTRAGEOUS! (taking care of you Is literally a dream mwah<3) ANYWAY!! As a twd characters I really like Rick (hehehe, I can't lie that man makes me so ANEBDBANE!!!) Daryl (he's such a sweetheart I love him so much pls let me hug you and take care of you!! DARYL JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASE) GLENN!! (MY GOD HE'S SO SWEET AND CUTE I LOVE HIM I SWEAR!!) I also really like Michonne, Carl (especially in the comic) and Beth especially in the fourth season which is one of my favorites. IN FACT ONE OF MY FAVORITE EPISODES IS THE ONE FOCUSED ON BETH AND DARYL. My favorite seasons are definitely the first four, I also really like the whole era of Alexandria and Negan, who even though his character made me suffer more than anything else in the world, I particularly appreciated the skills of the actor who managed to impersonate him so well that he made me hate him!!! WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?? OR FAVORITE EPISODE?? PLEASE TELL ME, I LOVE SEEING YOU TALK ABOUT THE THINGS YOU LIKE WITH SO MUCH ENTHUSIASM, SEEING YOU HAPPY MAKES ME FEEL SO GOOD AND ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE!!! MWAAAH I'M ABOUT TO COME AND FILL YOU WITH KISSES AND BITES(⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ꁞ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠)(⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)

(AAAAH AND THE FACT THAT YOU SHARE BIRTHDAYS WITH RICK IS THE COOLEST THING EVER!!!)

PS: I FINALLY FOUND THE ONESHOT!! I'M GOING TO READ IT NEOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!

-Rory<3 (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

EEEEEEEEEEEEERORYYY YOU'RE SO FUCKING SWEET WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH YOUUU AAAAAAAAAAAHHH MY CUTENESS AGGRESSION IS SHOWINGGG I NEED TO SQUEEZE YOU SO HARDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HELLOO I LOVE INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS IT'S ONE OF MY MOST WATCHED FILM OF ALL TIME LMAO

YESSS RICK LOVERS RISE UPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he still lives in my head a lot like he's so fucking cool and so hot lmao i always think abt that neck bite scene it's one of my favourite things everrrrr!!!! that's definitely one of my favourite eps too!!! aaaand my other fav ep is s6 ep10 that's the one jesus is introduced in lmaoo IT'S SOSOOO FUCKING FUNNYYYY I LOVE JESUS SM:3333333333

and omfg negannnn hhhhhhhhhhhhhh i hate him sooo bad i am also applauding the actor bc i pretty much stopped watch after the seventh season ashghasahgsga i just couldn't take it anymooreeee i think i watched the 8th too but i wasn't that invested in it at that point yk? evil evil man negan i cried so much during That ep hsaghsgha

i am good with all the seasons up until the seventh one!!!! sure, the first four are definitely Better but i still think that the fifth and the sixth are still a lot of fun hehehhe loved seeing rick in that uniform and in that white shirt:3333333333

BUT EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHHEHEEE I'M KISSING U BACKKK I'M SMOTHERING YOU WITH MY LOVEE:333 THANK YOU SM FOR BEING THE CUTEST LITTLE ANGEL IN THE WORLD IDK WHAT I DID TO DESERVE YOUUU!!!!!!! I HOPE UR HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY A WONDERFUL NIGHT I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[bawdabaw]

Snippet of writing to show my skillz. This is from the story @thatsmyfetish and I are writing, Of Suds and Fine Suit Coats about Unseelie mobsters. I'm drawing it to turn it into an online comic.

Holmgren is the leader, a rogue prince of the Dark Court and he owns a restaurant called the Babadock in the city of Vestal, New York. It was recently hit for robbery by some vampires and this scene is him dealing with the problem. Cade, Pastel, and Devon are Unseelie on the crew. Simon Morgan is the new kid, a human and sidhe-seer, and he's Fetty's character.

Reblog, like, comment, or message me or @thatsmyfetish ! Anons accepted. Just enjoy!

It'd been a long night. First, huntin' the basterds down, then questioning and punishing them. After all, it was extremely unlikely that a plan to hit the Babadock would have gone underway without a whisper filtering through the Otherworld channels. And Holmgren had bargains with those he expected to keep him abreast of any such hints and gossip. 

His suspicion that his own men had been bought off had proven correct. Two sidhe sat tied in chairs, wings broken, faces and bodies a mess of bloody cuts, burns, and shadow bites. Both dead, heads lolling on their necks, loose and lifeless, merely sitting up straight because of the structure of the chairs they were strapped to.

A third sidhe, a pixie, sat still alive, trembling in his restraints, sobbing bloody and pleading for forgiveness. His wings were broken and he was bruised heavily from the beating he'd taken. "It were oh-oh-only three days, m'lord," the pixie whimpered sadly. "I needed the money and it was only supposed to be a burglary.... I figured, it were you...what could they possibly do? Nobody can hurt the Dark Bargainer... They'd get caught and killed and no one would be the wiser. I'd have the money and nothin' bad would happen..."

Striding up to him, in a button up shirt, collar undone and sleeves rolled up, Holmgren smoked placidly, looking down at the pitiful, fearful creature with dispassion and apathy. "Ye thought wrong, Galen. After all, our bargain wasn't a choose and tell type of arrangement. Ye owed me all yer secrets, all yer knowledge. Every murmuring ye had on the street was supposed to be mine. And ye broke it."

Smoke in a slender snake curled up from his spiced cig as he reached down to touch the brand of 3 bats marking Galen's chest, laying exposed by his torn open shirt. "I release ye from my debt...and my protection. We are nothing to each other now."

A kick in the balls to the pixie who's face crumpled and he wept in humiliation and sorry, knowing he'd failed. After all, Holmgren could have taken retribution through the mark if he wanted. The contract obeyed his will and the boundaries he had set. The fact that he removed it meant Galen wasn't even worthy of paying the price the normal way. Letting go of the pixie, Holmgren looked over his head to the fiery standing behind him and merely nodded. Then he stepped back and turned away as Cade reached forward to grasp the pixie on the side of the neck and a burst of hot light and flames came from where his skin touched the little Unseelie. The pixie screamed as he was burned, finally going quiet and slumping when he was dead, the side of his neck and shoulder just a mass of smoking, melted flesh, bits of it charred in the shape of Cade's long fingered hand.

Finishing his cigarette, Holmgren started to put on his suit jacket again. "Don't call the cleaners fer this. If their contacts among the blood suckers learn they were tortured and killed for information, it might show our hand too early. And everyone knows I use the brownies. Best to keep the cleanup as tight as we can."

"Aye," Pastel said, with only the barest sigh. It was gonna be a night of hard work but he was here for it. "I'll make sure they'll never be found."

"Take Morgan with ye."

"The new kid? ...Devon can dig holes faster."

"I don't care about speed. I want him involved. See how he does with handling the dead," Holmgren said, drawing one last time on his cig before flicking it away.

Cade grinned, "Ye think he'll get sick? Get a bit shy?"

Holmgren shrugged, smirking as well. "He might. It'd be a simple test of his resolve for this kind of business. Also, I want ye to get a read on him, pix. Ask him questions, get him to loosen a bit, see who he is underneath, yeah?"

Pastel nodded, itching the back of his head. "Soft interrogation. The kind where he doesn't even realize. I gotcha. Anything I'm looking for?"

"Just anything off or that doesn't sit right," Holmgren said with another shrug. "Report everything to me, afterwards."

Agreeing to that, the pix was left to deal with the bodies but his first order of business was to text the human.

*Yo Morgan! I need your help with work tonight! Dress in street clothes. I'm pickign you up in half hour!*

When Pastel showed up to Simon's place, he pulled up in a thick, black SUV, his high riding baby with the roomy back. Pastel wore an olive green bomber jacket, jeans, blue and yellow shirt, with a newsboy cap on his head. Not the most disguising of gear but enough to make him not stand out. Despite the nice ride, candy wrappers littered the front of the vehicle and Pastel was eating dark chocolate caramel pieces(basically sticky caramel squares with silky chocolate creme inside) from the console between seats. Behind him and behind the last bench seat in the back, the bodies of the three fae laid piled together, laying on plastic sheets. On the backseat were several large kettlebell weights with folded up lengths of rope ready for use. Two for each body.

[oh-miniso]

micheal kaiser x reckless racer reader ♡

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°☆° warning: gn!reader - reader is reckless as hell, characters may seem occ, not proofread

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kaiser who's the young star prodigy of basterd münchen & your long time boyfriend turned-fiance

kaiser who loves driving his rich-ass cars and flaunt his wealth, a hand on his beloved's thigh or on the backrest as he drives through the night (or anytime really)

kaiser who's absolutely terrified of the speed you take, how you drive with no abandon, no regards for traffic or rules even if you're an experienced racer with exceptional control

kaiser who refuses to let you drive anywhere anytime and keeps all the keys confiscated. you need to go somewhere, he'll drive you or his manager even ness won't mind (he secretly lets you drive tho)

kaiser who prays you don't get injured during your practice or races. he does not want a repeat of the time you nearly broke your spine bcs a rival thought it fun to mock you. neither do you want to see the egoist on his knees with tears flowing down his cheeks begging you to be careful with your his life (how can an emperor rule without his empress? its an absurd and depressing thought for him)

kaiser who burns with jealousy and loneliness simultaneously when ness requests you to take him on a ride 'round the race track and you agree with a dazzling smile and blinding enthusiasm. why can't he share in on your enthusiasm like you do with his?

kaiser who decides to get over his irrational fear in an equally irrational style by riding roller coasters till he throws up and when you inquire about his sick face he plays it off as too much practice and heat (noa agrees to play along for whatever reason known only to God)

kaiser who finally finally gets over his fear not entirely after much nausea and pounding headaches and upset stomach, and asks you to drive after a romantic dinner at some michelin star restaurant. you agree with much reluctance (it's the first time kaiser has asked you to drive you think he's drunk)

kaiser who feels the wind caressing his face, the vehicles zooming by, your hair flying with the wind (God you look so ethereal in the blurry city lights that its a sin) and he finally understands the emotions you feel when you accelerate to the speed of light

michael fucking kaiser who still refuses to let you drive most of the time. he may be over his fear but that doesn't mean you are over your recklessness

[taylor-will-be-the-death-of-me]

Prologue

As the Potter tradition goes, every summer the Potter household go to Northern Italy with Sirius Black. Generally, it's just Sirius but this year all his friends came along and to say Euphemia was stressed out would be an understatement.

She had to deal with three idiotic people, James, Sirius and Fleamont and three sensible people, Lily, Remus and Y/N, but the three sensible ones could not be able to control the idiotic ones.

As the sun rose over the Potter mansion in Scotland, while Y/N ate her breakfast. The mornings were the only time she could get peace. She had to handle the boys at Hogwarts and now at home as well.

As she watched the sunrise and ate breakfast she heard footsteps behind her and the voice of the third idiot came -

"You exited to go to Italy?" Fleamont said walking up to the counter as well. "Cause I am very exited."

"Yes." She replied as Fleamont poured himself cereal. "Every time we go there it's like I see the place with a different perspective."

To that Fleamont replied "That and we have a pool there." Y/N chuckled as she saw milk form the cereal pour out of his mouth.

"Clean up your face darling." Came the voice of Euphemia Potter as she also came down for breakfast. "You look like a child."

"Morning mum." Said Y/N taking the last bite of her food.

"Morning baby." Her mother replied, and gave her a kiss on the head "Go wake up you brother and his friends will you?"

"Yep" She replied, got up from the stool she was sitting on, put the dirty bowl in the sink and started walking up the stairs to her brother's room.

On her way there she passed a fully dressed Lily. Opening the door a little bit she saw a drooling James and a hanging Sirius, while Remus was fully dressed.

"Morning Remus." She said walking in.

"Morning Y/N." He replied picking up his bag. "Are you the poor soul how has to wake up these basterd today?"

"Unfortunately yes." She replied and Remus left the room to let her do what she was going to. First she went over to the drooling James and shook him lightly, but that wasn't enough to wake him up. So now she shook him violently.

"Wake up James. Come on we have to go." She said trying to wake him up.

"Come on." She said as she sat in the space that was left on the bed. "If you don't wake up you won't be able to see Lily in a bathing suite."

"Let me sleep Y/N/N." He mumbled and pulled the blanket closer and turned over to the other side of the bed.

And with that he was up like a lightning bolt. He quickly got inside his bathroom and now it was time to wake up Sirius. Now she could have woken him up quietly but where's the fun in that...??

She walked over to the other side of the bed and gave him a little nudge which cause him to fall on the ground. As he woke up he tried to look around and find who had done this and his eyes landed on the younger Potter who was trying to keep in her laughter.

"Oh little Potter I will get you," He said getting up.

"Get me later, but right now get up and get dressed." She said and walked out of the room with a big smile on her face.

Soon enough everyone was dressed and out of the house. To get to the other house they had to use a port key and to get to the port key they had walk a little. So the trek began. James and Fleamont were singing a song while walking, Lily and Remus were talking to Euphemia, while Sirius listened and stared at Remus's ass, Y/N walked alone at the end of the group.

"So," Said Sirius walking back to her and putting his hand on her shoulder. "What are your plans for the summer, little Potter?"

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"Read, swim, eat, repeat." She replied and Sirius nodded with approval.

Back at the Black household everything was so very dull. The house looked like it hadn't seen sun since a decade and in a small room of the big mansion sat the hair of the name and fame of the Black family, Regulus.

Ever since Sirius had left a year prior, all the burden of serving the dark lord fell on his shoulders, and he honestly didn't want it. Last night he tried to tell his parents that but in return he just received a beating from his father. His body still aced, he didn't want to stay here, but he had no choice.

As he sat on his bed he heard a tap on his window, opening it he found out it was Sirius's owl with a letter. He took the letter from the owl. Going back to his bed he sat with his knees tucked under him and he opened the letter. It read in Sirius's messy handwriting -

Dear brother,

I would wish you well but I know for a fact that you are not well in that hell hole. I have written this to tell you that the Potters and I are going to Italy for the summers. There is a port key that will take us there, it is placed at the end of the Potter mansion on the edge of a cliff. If you want you can join us or you can stay with mum and dad. Just know that I love you and I will do anything to protect you.

With love,

Think about it and give me an answer if possible.

The prettier Black.

Upon reading this he thought about going to Italy for the summer, but he knew his parents won't allow him and even if they did the Potters and Sirius's friends won't accept him. So he kept the letter down on his table, picked up a book to read and went out of his room.

The black mansion was a very vast place, half the places on the grounds were not even seen by his parents, so he went to his favourite spot. Hours passed by as he wandered in an imaginary world, ad before he knew it was dark and he had to go back inside.

As he walked and looked at the stars he wondered what Sirius might be doing. When he entered the house he was greeted by the looks of a angry mother and a rage full father.

"Where were you?" Asked Walburga Black. "The whole day we searched for you, we thought you were dead do you know what that did to us?"

"Oh don't pretend you care about me." Regulus replied.

'What did you say boy?" Asked Orion getting up from the sofa he was sitting on and grabbed his can. "We don't care about? You ungrateful brat, we give you everything you want and more, yet you still have the nerve to say that."

The cane hit Regulus quickly and harshly. This brutality continued for the next 20 minutes or so where he lied on the ground helpless and in need of dire medical attention. After he was done with Regulus, Orion and Walburga walked out of the room pretending that nothing had happened.

The raven haired boy laid on the ground trying to numb the pain yet nothing had worked and he still felt broken, on the inside and the outside. A few minutes later he got up and limped all the way to his bedroom. Upon entering the first thing that he did was take out his Hogwarts trunk and filled it with all his cloths and books and everything he needed.

He was going to go to Sirius because at least there would be one person who would love him. He was too busy to have notice that it had started raining outside. After packing his trunk he grabbed his wand put on a coat and climbed out of his window.

When they were young the Black brothers had built some stairs on the wall outside their room so when they needed to escape it would be easy for them, and Regulus was very grateful for his 5 year old self. He began his journey to the Potter mansion.

When he reached he was already drenched, cold and hurting. So he sat on the stair to catch is breath. He knew this was a rash decision and that he would probably regret it in the future but right now he didn't care. He wanted to go as far away from his monstrous parent.

He again started walking and then at the edge of a cliff, just like Sirius said, there was a port key. As the rain poured he grabbed the port key and he was now taken to the Northern Italy country side. He was dropped at the doorstep of a big house where he could hear music coming from inside, with a lot of laughter.

He didn't like t that he was interrupting but now he had no choice. He grabbed the trunk with his cold, wet hands and walked up to the door and with all the courage he could muster he knocked on the door.

"Y/N/N, go see who's there." He heard someone say from inside the house.

"Yep." Said another voice, a voice of a girl and then the door to the Potter's summer house was opened to revel a young girl, about his age.

"Hi." Regulus said. "I'm here for Sirius." He said shivering.

"Come in." She said helping him inside. "I'll call Sirius."

"Regulus?" Came the voice of Sirius from the stairs.

She went up the stairs to fetch Sirius as Regulus looked around to find Mr and Mrs Potter.

"Hello Brother."

[one-boring-person]

Roommates. (Part Two)

Colonel Hans Landa x Female!reader x Major Dieter Hellstrom (Inglorious Basterds)

Warnings: NSFW, smut, shower sex, threesome, swearing (?)

A/n: this is entirely historically inaccurate and self-indulgent but oh well. I'm soft for these two.

Masterlist

Tagging: @alan-is-my-ginger-princess

"And where is the lovely (Y/n) today?" Colonel Landa finally asks the question Dieter has been expecting all evening. 

"I don't know. She told me this morning she wanted to meet with friends." He shrugs, tapping his cigarette on the ashtray, keeping his gaze from his superior's, "Today's her birthday."

Landa's eyebrows lift, surprise vaguely registering on his face as he takes this in.

"And? Did you get her anything?." He asks, head tilted.

"Well...I wanted to buy her something, but I didn't know what she'd like. I bought her cake after work, but I'm worried it's not enough." Dieter blushes a little, unsure of why he's confessing this to Landa, unused to showing any such weakness to the man, especially since he'll likely regret it later. 

Unsurprisingly, Hans scoffs, looking comically disappointed.

"Dieter, that's nowhere near enough! She's your girlfriend!" The colonel recollects himself, "Or did my aid not help you?" 

Dieter's face reddens further, the major looking away in embarrassment. 

Truthfully, Landa's "help" had indeed made his relationship with (Y/n) more intimate. Since their time together on the sofa, he and his roommate had had sex multiple times, each with increasing levels of satisfaction and pleasure. Each time also came with a certain longing on his part, however. He wishes he could take things further with her, but finds he has no idea whether or not she reciprocates the feeling, and so no real steps had been made to appease that yearning inside him. 

Clearly, Landa can see that on his face. 

"Ach, Dieter!" He exclaims, barely holding back a grin of exasperation, finding his subordinate highly amusing. 

Just as he goes to carry on, however, he hears the front door open. 

*

I call out briefly to Dieter as I walk into the apartment, throwing my bag by the door along with my coat, heading straight for my bedroom, feeling the need to shower, and soon. 

The major responds, followed by another, very familiar voice that sends shivers down my spine as I hear it. 

Landa.

Freezing in place, I turn towards the door of the lounge and briefly battle internally with myself. Cursing, I go to the door, putting on a false smile as I stand on the threshold, looking in at them.

"Good evening, Dieter. Colonel Landa." I nod at the SS officers, greeting them politely even as flashes of memory from our last time together rush into my head. 

"Good evening, Fräulein. Happy birthday!" Landa smirks, having clearly noticed my slight distraction. 

Blushing, I smile and look down, glancing at Dieter.

"Thank you, sir." I shift on my feet, "If you'll excuse me, I'd like to freshen up."

Both nod, the smile on Landa's face seemingly widening as I thank them and leave, going to my room.

Trying not to think much of it, I strip off my clothes and take a towel from my wardrobe, wrapping it around myself before heading back out into the hall, going to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I let the towel drop and I step into the shower, turning on the feeble stream of water.

Sighing as the gradually warming droplets slide over my skin, I close my eyes, easily falling into my thoughts, tuning out everything around me. 

I was supposed to meet with friends for a drink today, spend some time with people for my birthday. Instead, I'd found out that they'd all forgotten about our plans, and my birthday full stop, and so had left me alone. Too upset and embarrassed to go home so early, I'd ended up walking loops around the city until it got too cold to stay out, at which point I'd finally come home. Irritation and and a feeling of upset plague me now as they have done all day, the warning water only abating these very slowly. 

As I start to sink deeper into my thoughts, I suddenly feel a pair of hands slide down my body, coming to rest at my hips. A familiar chuckle follows, the cool rush of air brushing my face as the intruder speaks.

"Fräulein, you have a wonderful body." Hans Landa purrs into my ear, brushing his nose along the side of my neck, my eyes flying open now even as a second pair of hands join the first, resting above them. 

Confused, I open my eyes and find myself staring at Dieter, whose eyes are dark with lust, lips pulled into a small smirk. Behind me, I can feel Landa lean in again, his tongue flicking out to catch a droplet of water as it beads on my skin, following the trail up to my jaw. Dieter watches, before leaning in to ghost his lips over mine, pulling me towards him. 

Sighing at the beginnings of pleasure, I relax into the touches that begin to stroke over my body, all four hands starting to slide over me, feeling every inch of my skin they possibly can. Both men are entirely naked, their cocks gradually hardening at the sound of my breathy gasps, my palms coming up to rest against Dieter's chest, pressing flat against the taut expanse of skin. Lips press against my shoulders and neck, Hans licking and biting gently at me, letting out soft sounds as he lavishes my wet skin with his tongue and mouth. Dieter kisses me, his lips soft against mine, gently taking control as he tilts my head towards him, one of his hands reaching up to grasp one of my breasts. A throaty moan escapes me at this, my back arching, accidentally pushing my ass back into Hans.

At the feeling of my ass rubbing over his hardening cock, Landa groans and pushes forwards, pressing himself against me, and in turn me against Dieter, who is pinned to the wall by the combined weight. Moaning into the kiss at the feeling of their naked bodies pressed against mine, I relish the slide of skin over skin as the space between us is diminished, pleasure rising in me as Dieter's cock slips between my folds, nudging my clit even as Hans presses between my ass cheeks. 

A hand suddenly appears at my core, long fingers sliding through my folds, pressing into my clit. Moaning loudly, I let my head fall back onto Landa's shoulder as the fingers move further and press into my entrance, teasing me. Both men attack my throat, licking and sucking at the exposed skin, wet hair brushing over my neck as they lean over me, adding to the pleasure building between my legs as the fingers start to rub over me enthusiastically. 

As the fingers slide inside me, my breath hitches and I move my hands to Dieter's hair, pulling on it. The major lets out a guttural growl and pushes forwards, shoving the three of us into the opposite wall, pinning me to it as he starts to kiss me in earnest, tongue working its way into my mouth. Exploring everything it can reach, the slick muscle wraps around mine, the man kissing me swallowing every sound that escapes me, the fingers inside me thrusting far faster now. Both men grind their cocks into me, groaning out. Hans' grip on me is tight, his hands now moving up to palm at my breasts, tweaking my nipples I time with the thrust of the fingers, which I now recognise as his. Dieter's grip on me is also tight, but he seems to be reaching around me to grope at Landa now as well, drawing a grunt from the colonel, who bucks into the touch. 

Pulling back, the two look over my shoulder at each other, before Dieter turns his gaze to me, smirking as he lowers his hand to his cock. The fingers inside me pull out, leaving me with no time to be disappointed as his thick, veined cock replaces them, penetrating me deeply, hitting the spot inside me that has me seeing stars. Tilting my head back, I can only moan as Hans' cock slides in slowly beside the first, stretching me out painfully. 

Thankfully, he retains the slower pace he had used the first time, continuing on until he's fully seated beside Dieter, slightly longer but with a little less girth, though the delicious stretch does not show this at all. Aroused and ready for more, I rock my hips down on them, crying out as the two men suddenly thrust hard out and into me, slamming themselves into me. 

After the first hard thrust, however, they revert to a powerful but slow pace, lips pressed to my shoulders, tonguing lazily at my skin as they fuck into me. The two whisper praises, telling me how well I'm taking them and how good I feel stretched around them, my body feeling so full I could burst. Pleasure builds swiftly, my slick dripping down my legs even as I feel the first trails of precum within me, the thrusts now getting erratic as we meet our ends. 

I climax first, tightening like a vice around them, practically screaming as the pleasure envelopes me entirely, blinding me in its white-hot ferocity. Consumed by euphoria, I collapse against Hans and Dieter, who groan as they pull out, jerking themselves off against me until they both cum, painting me in thick white ropes of the stuff even as water courses down our bodies. 

Breathing heavily, we remain in each other's hold for a time, basking in the bliss of our combined orgasms. Eventually, we move, or rather they move me as I go limp, too exhausted to do anything as they clean me up, hands soft as they rub over my body. 

In no time, we're all showered and clean again. 

Climbing out, Dieter picks me up, holding me against his chest, Hans having wrapped a towel around me and patted me dry, smiling and murmuring sweet nothings the whole time. Dieter gazes down at me, smiling softly, his wet hair hanging in his face, disheveled and beautiful, just as Landa's is as he looks at me. 

As they carry me to my bedroom, having dried themselves, I feel a sense of loss growing in me. It only grows as they place me down on my bed. 

"Stay...please stay…" I murmur, looking up at the two officers hopefully but tiredly, lying bonelessly on the bed, trying to plead with my eyes.

Surprisingly, they both smile. 

"As you wish." Hans says, nodding at Dieter as they climb into the bed with me, the former on my right, the latter on my left. 

Smiling happily, I curl into Dieter's body, glad when I feel Hans press against my back, his arm looped over my waist, their combined warmth seeping into me. As Dieter pulls up the covers, I feel him press a soft kiss to my forehead. Landa starts to him softly, a gentle lullaby that quickly lulls me to sleep.