#every now and again i just watch a random scene sorry

[oldwitchsleep]

giggling twirling my hair

[morbiderotica]

Hii! Can i pls request a Light x reader nsfw? You know the scenes where L planted a camera in his room right? Well maybe to make L less suspicious of him Light fucks the reader in his room? I thought that it was a hot idea♡ you dont have to do it if you dont want to😊

★ DECEPTION ─ fem!reader

#NOTES ─ i love you for requesting this i cannot tell you how many times i've day dreamed about this (sorry it took so long)

#WARNINGS ─ smut, cnc peeping toms (L), p in v,

#SUMMARY ─ "there was an elaborate plan set in place. but as soon as light's hands snaked around your waist you seemed to forget everything you were supposed to do and say." innocent until proven guilty

there was an elaborate plan set in place. but as soon as light's hands snaked around your waist you seemed to forget everything you were supposed to do and say. his moderately chapped lips kissing your cheek lovingly. much unlike how light usually behaved around you.

"light." his name left your lips, trying to warn him he'd made your mind go blank. but he knew.

"i know." he whispered back, displeasure laced in his voice. luckily, light was more than capable of carrying out the plan for the both of you.

"just let me do all the work." he muttered, his voice not loud enough to be picked up on by the mics on the camera but still he was careful with what he said.

he hoped you would be too. you nodded. looking up at light with a lustful look in your eye that he couldn't deny was making him a little aroused. light kissed your jaw, roughly. as if light was capable of doing anything without roughness.

"last chance to back out." it's not a soft tone, but it does let you know that he won't be mad at you if you do decide you don't want some random creep watching you have sex with your friend.

you shake your head, you weren't going to let him down now. and to be totally honest, the thought of someone watching you in such a vulnerable position was intriguing to say the least. light began to undress you once you'd given him your final consent.

meanwhile, L watched his screen with wider eyes than normal. his eyes grazing every pixel of the screen as he watched light take off your shirt. neglecting the other screens that were broadcasting equally, if not more, important information. L racked his brain trying to figure out if this was just a trick of if he was really witnessing this dirty scene play out.

all your clothes were off in what seemed like a blink of an eye. pressed into the mattress with light's knee inches away from your heated core. you dumbly pull at his tie, fucked out expression but light hadn't even gotten started with you yet.

"you got any thoughts in there at all?" he smirks. silently gloating now that he knew he had every single person he knew wrapped around his godly finger. there was not a thought behind your blown out pupils. it prided light to know he had such an effect on you.

"i haven't even done anything yet." he furthers. and L was hearing all of it.

you paw at the waist band of his bland khaki pants. light chuckled feeling your shaky hands trying to get more of him. his rubs his hand over your chest, caressing your nipple with his pointer and thumb.

"patient girls get rewarded." he tsks. he's met with a whine to which he chuckles again. he knows L will over analyze and find something wrong with the scenario if he doesn't hurry up.

"you wanna get rewarded?" he unbuttons his pants with one hand. you're eager, desperate. you need hm in a way you didn't even know it was possible to want one of your friend.

he reaches over you, grabbing a condom from the book shelf. it was wedged between two books. clearly he was trying to keep it hidden from his maid of a mom and his nosy sister.

he opens the condom with his teeth and you might as well just have hearts in your eyes as you watch him. the wrapper falls somewhere unimportant on the bed. he rolls the condom on. you knew it was only a matter of time before you finally felt full with his cock.

© 2023 MORBIDEROTICA

[masonmontz]

hellooo everyone :) hope you like it

REMEMBER: english is not my first language

fluff and dad!mason word count: 1.9k

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“Have you ever thought about when we will have kids?” Mason asked when you two were driving home after a game. 

“What?”

“I mean, don’t you think it’s the perfect time?”

Mason had been talking about kids for a while now and you realized that his obsession with the idea made you want kids too. You started to notice how he spent more time with the kids than with the adults at celebrations, the kids in the family had him as their favorite person and he played with any child he met on the street.

You know he's going to be an amazing dad.

“Y/N, you know I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I think it’s the perfect time ‘cause we’re young and we can sit with our baby everyday, running around, travel. I mean, it’s time.” 

“There’s nothing I can do to change your mind, uh?” 

“I’m sorry but no.” 

Tonight, after the game, as you waited for Mason next to Anouska, you watched her and Luke's children run over to Mason, who opened his arms for the kids to cuddle with. Luke, who was walking next to Mason, also smiled at the scene when he saw his friend so happy with them.

“How can he be so passionate about children?” Anouska asked you and you smiled at her. 

“Yeah, he’s so natural with kids.”

“I don’t know why you’re not pregnant yet.” She said and started walking towards her husband and Mason, leaving you behind. 

But the thing is: you think you are pregnant but are too scared to take a pregnancy test. For a few days now you've been feeling tired, very sleepy and the smell of Mason's perfume has started to bother you. But you love his perfume and that's why he uses it every day.

And of course, you still haven't told Mason yet, even though you know he'll love it if you're pregnant. 

He spends the rest of the way home talking random things about the game, happy to have played 90 minutes and also happy about the victory. 

As soon as you arrived home, Ace greeted the two of you, happy to no longer be home alone. You took off your sneakers and lay down on the living room couch while Mason went to the kitchen. Ace climbed onto the couch and came to you, laying his head on your stomach, something he's never done.

You froze.

Is there any chance…? Maybe it’s something you never noticed, but… in your stomach? Ace looked at you with those beautiful eyes and you melted for the dog, petting his head. 

“Do you think there's a baby here?” Ace just let out a slight groan and closed his eyes, then Mason came back from the kitchen with two bottles of water, and handed you one. Mason sat on the couch next to you and Ace stared at him, accepting his owner's affection.

“Hey buddy, what did you do while you were alone?” The dog leans his head against Mason's hand, closing his eyes once again. 

But something happened that had never happened before.

Mason leaned in to give you a kiss, running one hand over your shoulders and the other he ran over your belly to your waist, but when Ace saw Mason's hand on your stomach, he stood up and started barking in Mason's direction.

“Ace, what’s wrong?” Mason asked, and the dog was still barking and growling at him. As soon as Mason let go of you to see what was wrong with Ace, he stopped barking. “Do you think he is in any pain?”

You didn't want to tell Mason without being sure, but Ace's reaction made you believe you were pregnant. Maybe he was smelling it, dogs do that, don't they?

“Mase, maybe- let me try.” You grabbed Mason's hand and pulled him towards you, making him wrap his hand around your waist once again, then Ace started barking. 

“Dude, are you jealous of her?” Ace growled at Mason, but when you ran your hand through his fur, he calmed down. “I can’t believe it. Ace, do you know that I wanted a dog and not her? Why is she your favorite?

“Mase, I don’t think he’s jealous.” You spoke and stood up while Mason continued to sit on the couch. Ace laid down where you were sitting. “I think he's being protective.”

“What? I would never hurt you.”

“No, I know…” You took a deep breath. “I think I’m pregnant.”

Mason stood frozen as he absorbed the information. You looked at him and could clearly see his eyes filling with tears.

“You’re kidding.” Mason spoke with a trembling voice and you wanted to cry too, knowing that it's his dream to be a father but maybe you're not even pregnant. 

“I’m not sure, actually, but there is something different happening in my body and I know that for sure.” Mason stood up and Ace came to attention once again. 

“Babe, I'm so happy but I don't want to celebrate until we know for sure.” He wipes away a tear and you smile, walking over to him and hugging him. 

“I know this is your dream, sweetheart, but even if I’m not, we should start trying for a baby.” Mason squeezes you against him, but this time Ace just gets off the couch and walks to his own bed in the corner of the room. 

“I'm going to the pharmacy right now.” Mason said to you and took his keys and wallet. “You come with me?”

“I'll wait here, I'm nervous.” Mason came back and gave you a kiss, then he ran to the door. 

15 minutes later Mason was back with numerous pregnancy tests. Your hands were shaking and you could see he was nervous too, but as always, Mason was trying to reassure you, so he was trying not to show it.

“Read the instructions for me.” You asked as the two of you entered the bedroom bathroom. Ace went upstairs with you but laid down on the floor as he looked at you and Mason. It was as if he wanted to participate too.

Mason read all the information and refused to leave the bathroom while you were taking the tests, and even though you were embarrassed, you let him stay there. 

“We have to wait 5 minutes.” You walked over to Mason, who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, and sat on his leg. “What if it is negative?” 

“So we're going to make a baby in the next twenty minutes.” 

“Twenty minutes? Is this what you can handle?” 

“What? I'm tired, I ran for 90 minutes.” Mason laughed, knowing you were messing with him. 

“You better get better if you want to get me pregnant.”

You continued talking, but time passed slowly. When the timer reached the 5 minutes you programmed, you and Mason looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

“Okay, I'll see the result.” Mason said and you both got up, you almost bit your nails out of nervousness. Mason walked to the sink and looked at the three tests you did, without saying anything.

“Babe, oh…” He said and you ran to him. “Oh my God, you are very pregnant.”

You looked at the three tests and saw the two lines in all of them. You gasped and looked at Mason, who had tears streaming down his face and a huge smile on his lips. 

“Mase…” 

You spent a few minutes hugging each other and even Ace joined in while the two of you were kneeling on the floor.

“We’re having a baby.” He filled your face with kisses. “We’re having a baby.” 

“We’re having a baby, I can’t believe it.” You wiped your own tears and heard Ace whimper next to you.

Mason approached the dog and petted him.

“You're going to take care of her, aren't you, buddy?” Ace looked at Mason as if he agreed and you smiled. 

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The pregnancy flew by, you released the news after a few months on Instagram, as Mason wanted to tell everyone that he was going to be a dad. You told your family two months after finding out you were pregnant, because you wanted to make sure everything was okay before telling anyone else.

Summer was excited, but she was also jealous knowing that her favorite uncle was having a baby. Mila still didn't quite understand, so you and Mason needed to reassure Summer that she was still his favorite. Stacey, on the other side of the world, also celebrated when you told her via video call.

Mason couldn't stop telling everyone that your little girl would be home with you soon.

The birth was due at the end of December or beginning of January, so everyone came to Manchester for Christmas and New Year’s eve, as you couldn't travel many hours to London. Your family and his came and you thanked Mason for the big house he bought.

The end of the year festivities had passed and she still hadn't arrived.

Mason kindly asked his family not to stay until his birthday so you two could prepare for the baby's arrival. But you asked your mom and Debbie to stay to help you the first few days until you felt safe enough to be alone with her while Mason was at training or traveling.

On January 9th, you were already fed up. 

Your belly was huge, your back hurt, you walked slowly and could barely sleep. Mason tried to help you most of the time, stayed awake with you or tried to ease your pain. He trained early in the morning and in the afternoon he was at home with you, you went for a walk with your mother and mother-in-law for a bit but you soon came back as it was very cold outside.

Mason made dinner and you ate together, then the two of you went to watch while your mom and Debbie were in the kitchen talking. 

You didn't want to sleep before wishing Mason a happy birthday, but you were sleepy and there were still a few hours until midnight.

But things got weird when you felt discomfort in your stomach, then another, and another. 

“Mason, I think it’s time.” Mason jumped off the couch and started running, screaming around the house as he packed things for you. 

The next few hours were painful, you cried, screamed, but Mason never left your side. 

Around 2 am, she was born.

“She’s perfect.” You cried as you held her for the first time. Mason was sobbing next to you, you had never seen him cry like that and you were sure that little baby girl would have him in the palm of her hands.

“You were so strong, so brave, Y/N. Thank you so much.” He kissed your forehead, and ran his index finger across the cheek of the baby who was looking at you attentively. 

“Happy birthday, Mason.” You can finally wish after hours of pain. “I love you.”

“Thank you, babe.” He said. “That was the best birthday present I could have.” 

“You said you would choose her name.”

“Yes, but we can choose another one if you don't like it.”

“What name do you want?” 

“Annie. Annie Katherin Mount.”

“It’s perfect, Mason.” 

IF YOU WANT TO READ, this is the insta au about annie :)

[iliketangerines]

HEYYYY!!!! I'm new to your blog and might say I love your work. Anyway, I was wondering if I could make a request for the Lin Kuei Brothers. This one is kind of dark but hear me out.

Okay so what if the Liu Kuei Brothers are obsessive over the reader and so they kidnap her and all that stuff. But then, after years of abuse, she snaps and somehow kills one of them (any one, feel free to pick) and it isn't pretty either, it's completely brutal and disturbing.

I'm sorry if this sounds crazy but I just had this random thought and was like "sure why not?".

all ours pt.2

a/n: my god the jet lag is hitting me. also, i do NOT condone this behavior in real life

pairing: bi han, kuai liang, tomas vrbada x afab!reader

warnings: dead dove do not eat, some violence at the end, yandere behavior

you stare at the child in your arms, face blank as he latches onto your nipple, and you don’t feel anything for your own baby

perhaps in a time long ago you would’ve loved to have your own child, but all you can feel is an empty void of nothing as you stare down at your baby boy

beside you stands Bi Han, looking at his son with his cold eyes, and he mutters underneath his breath how his son will be a great grandmaster

you’re sure that Kuai Liang and Tomas will come by at some point to come and congratulate on yours and Bi Han’s child, but for now, it’s only Bi Han in the room with you and your son

he names the baby by himself, giving you no say in the matter, and a small tear falls down your face as you watch your son’s peaceful face

all your choices and will had been stripped from you, even your choice to name your own baby that you had kept for nine months and then birthed

but you stay silent, afraid of what Bi Han might say if you try to protest against his choice, so you just murmur that the name is beautiful before closing your eyes

you hope that you can fall asleep again soon to escape from this cruel world

when you wake up, your baby isn’t in your arms and a shock of panic rushes through you at the missing weight on your chest

if Bi Han found out you lost the baby, you were sure you would be spared no mercy, but then you spot Kuai Liang in the corner, holding the baby with one arm while his hand traced the sleeping baby’s features

it would be a scene of beautiful domesticity if it weren’t for the fact that Kuai Liang turns back to you, eying you up and down despite the exhaustion in your body

you hadn’t even fully healed and already Kuai Liang wanted his own child, and the assassin walks over to you and hands the baby back over to you, citing that a child needs time with their parent

he pets your hair, kissing your forehead, and says that you look beautiful as a parent

and then Kuai Liang says he can’t wait to be a parent as well, with you birthing him his own child, girl or boy he doesn’t care

you give him a small stiff nod before looking back at your child who opens his eyes blearily and gives a big yawn

it’s almost cute except all you can see in their brown eyes and black hair is Bi Han’s face and how your son will be trained and taught to be like his father

a feeling of anger brews in your stomach at that thought, your son will be raised to be just like his father, cruel and cold and evil

you bring your hand up to your son, and his own small hand lifts up to grab onto your finger, wrapping around it and cooing at you

and then you see it, a tenderness to his gaze and an innocence to the evil of the world, like you were all those months ago

you couldn’t let your son be like his father, you wouldn’t let Bi Han and Kuai Liang and Tomas make him like them

you would get out, even if you were killed, not only for your son but for you, to get closure on what happened in the outside world after your disappearance

for now, you would lay in wait and continue to be their obedient pet until you can get out

the days pass as you heal in your bed and thankfully, Kuai Ling doesn’t try to pull anything, just playing with your son every so often and cooing at him

Bi Han is stuck to your side like glue and making sure you’re confined to the bed to heal faster, and you feel like you’re starting to meld with the bed

Tomas doesn’t hold the baby, rather he just stares at you in wonder as you hold and breastfeed your baby

you spend the days with your son, feeding him, bouncing him, burping him, and anything that required you to stand up, Bi Han would force you to sit back down and would take care of it

as much as you hated it, Bi Han was an attentive father and partner, and Kuai Liang and Tomas were great uncles and partners that bent to almost every single one of your needs

but you didn’t dare to try and take advantage of their obsession with you, not until you watch Kuai Liang and Bi Han squabble over something trivial

Kuai Liang’s weapon hands dangerously low by his side, and you can see frost forming on Bi Han’s hand

you weren’t completely sure as to who Kuai Liang and Bi Han were, but you did know that they weren’t the best at communication and that Bi Han kept his secrets but not his anger

and so, you started to form your plan, listening and watching to the words that Bi Han would relay to Kuai Liang as you sat in the corner of their meetings, holding the baby and rocking him

you had to follow them around the entire time anyway, always needing to be in one of their sights especially after the birth of your son

mostly, you just attended their meeting and watched them train, never cooking or cleaning, and they left you as their partner and breeding whore

you previously hated how you had nothing to do before, but you gained a sudden appreciation for it as you noticed each nook and cranny of the compound

the exits and the connections of the winding pathways suddenly were a lot more interesting to you, and you had time to think about them

you started keeping a close eye on your surroundings as you followed one of the assassins around the compound, and your plan to escape started becoming clear

and you kept a close on Kuai Liang and Bi Han, the slight aggressions between the two of them and the minor disagreements

Tomas didn’t seem to side with either of them in a preferential way, so he was a loose nail waiting to ruin your plans

but you could deal with him later, and for now you focused your efforts on widening the divide between Kuai Liang and Bi Han

it started with some innocent small comments about nothing, trying to trick them all into thinking you had accepted your place as their partner in the Lin Kuei

and then slowly you started to plant seeds in Bi Han and Kuai Liang’s head, about how each of them wanted you all to themselves

in the meantime, you spent a lot of time with your son to try and get him to bond with you the most, and you were hesitant to hand him over to any of the assassins

they chalked it up to parental instincts, and you gladly took advantage of it to make sure your son spent the least amount of time possible with them

and finally, after almost a year of planting ideas in their head, the plan was almost at fruition, Tomas away on a solo mission and tensions high between Kuai Liang and Bi Han after finding out you were pregnant with Kuai Liang’s child

Bi Han had grown obsessive over you, needed to keep you all to himself, and he saw Kuai Liang’s child as a direct threat to his hold over you

and so, you sat at the entrance and made a passing comment to Bi Han about Kuai Liang while rubbing your stomach, and you saw something in his eyes shift

he stalks over to Kuai, ice in his hand sharp as he attacks his own brother, and you grab onto your son and pick him up into your arms as you watch them start to fight

they spittle insults and threats at each other, weapons drawn as they start to try to kill each other, and you take it as your cue to leave when you see blood spill onto the ground

you wind through the small backways where no one patrols, and you pick up the bag stuffed into one of the abandoned closets

finding one of the doorways, tucked behind some shrubbery and foliage, you shove open the door and crawl in with your son, willing him to be silent

it’s a quiet dirty crawl to freedom, the sound of your and your child’s breathing fills the tunnel as you make your way through

but finally, your hands bump into something hard, and you push and prod at it until you feel something give

you push and push and see the light of the outside world as you keep on going, and finally, fresh air floods the tunnel

you dig your way out desperately and start walking as briskly as you can away from the compound right behind you

it towers over you, large and imposing, but you were out and that was all you needed

you start walking, you cannot stop until you reach some sort of civilization, and so you start your trek to freedom

inside of the compound, Bi Han stands with blood dripping down his knife and Kuai Liang howling in pain on the ground

a scar stretches across his face, his eye now gone and spilling blood onto the stone floors

the grandmaster would kill his brother, hands twitching at the thought, and he looks to your spot to show you how he kills for you

and you’re not there anymore

[superyum]

𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚; 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣, 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙

𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨; 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙬/ 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙮, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙫, 𝙫 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢, 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠/𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚

𝙩𝙩𝙢; 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 & 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙨𝙛 & 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝! 𝙄𝙧𝙞𝙨.

Predating! Barry who after many, many years of being secretly in love with Iris, decides that’s it time to stop waiting on her to get outta her relationship and finally notice him, but instead to move on.

Predating! Barry who has some really bad, ridiculous even, dates after coming to that conclusion. He’s starting to regret taking the dating scene seriously again.

Predating! Barry who bumps into you on his was leaving Jitters because he was late getting to a crime scene for his job. No surprise.

Predating! Barry who becomes tongue tied when he actually gets a good look at you—he definitely stares at you mouth agape for about a minute before snapping out of it.

“I-I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to—I’m late for work.” he sputters out, hands waving around as he gestures to a random direction then to his case and then you.

Predating! Barry who almost fumbled the bag if he didn’t turn back around to awkwardly ask to buy you a coffee as an apology. Not now though! He had to get to work.

Predating! Barry who despite being a spontaneous coffee date, super speeds through over a dozen outfits that he think might impress you. Call him a try hard, but all the dates before this one were rough. He had a good feeling about you.

Predating! Barry who shows up early to said date, only to find you already there. Color him impressed and flattered.

Predating! Barry who manages to not say anything stupid during the date, at least nothing that didn’t make you laugh. Did he mention you have a really nice laugh? Yes. Yes, he did. He accidentally thought it out loud…

Predating! Barry who starts to feel like there’s something there; a spark between the two of you, otherwise you wouldn’t have agreed to a second date. Or a third, fourth or fifth one.

Predating! Barry who after the fifth date confesses he didn’t want to go on anymore dates where you weren’t officially his partner.

It was a peaceful night along the board walk of Central Park. The sun long set; the moon settling in the sky and yet the time slipping away didn’t matter to either Barry or you.

The conversation was airy, as it always was between you two. It flowed smoothy discussing your passions and dislikes that there was never a dull moment.

Barry noticed it never was with you. He stops, watching as you continue to walk before you turn around after noticing he wasn’t beside you.

He felt it, the way his tongue suddenly felt heavy in his mouth when you look at him with concern. But he had to say it—it was now or never—he didn’t want another Iris situation.

“Listen… I…I really like you—you’re amazing, pretty and—and smart! Will you go out with me?..”

There’s silence before you answer, “I thought we were already going out.”

Barry open and close his mouth multiple times before answering, “Well yeah but I mean officially—as lovers…?”

Boyfriend! Barry who is the most romantic man you’ve ever dated. Never fails to greet you with flowers every Saturday date night. And every date is different than the next, sometimes you’d order in and he’d have the most authentic food you’ve ever tasted. Can’t find it anywhere in town.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to feel some sense of normalcy. When he’s not the Flash, he’s just a guy who’s crashing into your arms after a long day at work. You ask about his day and vice versa, carding your hand through his hair as his breathing slows because this, you, were starting to feel like home.

Boyfriend! Barry who despite still running late to work, makes you breakfast every morning with the best coffee in the city before you’re even up in the morning. How’d he have enough time to do all this always amazed you. He even leaves a little love note on a sticky note, “I miss you,” or “You look beautiful this morning”.

Boyfriend! Barry who enjoys the little domestic moments of your relationship: washing the dishes as you dry them, reading the same book at the same pace so you can discuss it together, when you fix his tie on the off chance of waking up before him, something so mundane as brushing teeth before sleep before sharing a kiss in bed.

Boyfriend! Barry who tries so hard to keep his superhero lifestyle separate from his civilian lifestyle. He didn’t want you hurt because everyone that knows always gets hurt… he can’t lose you. Not when he’s starting to…

Boyfriend! Barry who is the “first” to bring up moving in together. He has all these facts to back up his reasoning without you even needing to question him: He practically already lives at your place, half his clothes are there, his tooth brush, he never really goes home and always spends the night with you.

Boyfriend! Barry who you once again shock with a “Barry, I already gave you a key to my place. I thought it was obvious..” and a shy smile. That’s what that key was for? He thought it was just in case of emergencies. He was rambling for nothing!

Boyfriend! Barry who doesn’t come home for hours until all his meta-human business injuries are 100% healed. He’s not ready to tell you about that side of him yet. Life was perfect; you are perfect.

Boyfriend! Barry whose little white lies turn to even bigger lies when you see something red on his collar one night. He panics, says it’s from work but you start to think something else.

Boyfriend! Barry whose, try as he might, superhero lifestyle starts to interfere with his relationship. Usually he can be in and out before you even notice depending on the situation, but a new dangerous meta has started to reck havoc over the city and he was the only one to save it.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to leave in the middle of date night, apologizing as he stumbles to put his shoes on, “I have to—It’s work. I’m sorry,” before kissing you with so much emotion, he hopes you get the message—you don’t.

Boyfriend! Barry who starts to miss date night, in fact sometimes he doesn’t even come home during the weekdays. Nevermind it’s because he’s in the middle of a fight or beaten so badly that he stays at Starlabs—you’re worried, feelings with insecurity and doubt rise in you because he hasn’t been answering his phone.

Boyfriend! Barry whose relationship starts to slowly crumble. You’re still present but it’s like there’s this wall suddenly blocking him from reaching you. You’re distant and your smile doesn’t reach your eyes these days. Every time he touches you, you brush away so subtlety he would have missed it if he wasn’t so engrossed in you.

Boyfriend! Barry who still lies when you start to ask questions, deflecting them with answers that further puts a dent in the relationship. Questions turn to arguments, arguments turn to sleeping in separate rooms.

Boyfriend! Barry who can’t say he didn’t know where it started to go wrong but he does. He just thought he could make it work, he needs it to work with you. He needs you. Whether you know it or not, you’re his lighting rod.

Barry stares at the door handle to your shared apartment, stomach twisted in knots at where the stage of your relationship has gotten. He hasn’t thought that he’d ever be coming home to a full house yet it feels so empty without you beside him.

He unlocks the door and turns the handle to open, a rush of cold air hits his face. Feels just like the cold shoulder you’re given him. All because he couldn’t out right and tell you he was The Flash.

He locks the door behind him, his body moving instinctively to the bedroom. He wanted to make sure you were alright—his whole reasoning is to make sure you’re always alright.

But you weren’t alright. He wasn’t alright. You weren’t talking like you both used to and it was literally killing him inside. Maybe there was a little fear in telling you who he was. Everyone else is accepting of it, what if you weren’t?

From where he’s standing, outside your door, listening to any sign that your home and not where you thought he might be, he realizes either way this ends, there’s a chance you could leave him. So why does it matter hiding it now?

Boyfriend! Barry who dressed as the Flash surprises you by suddenly standing in your shared bedroom. You’re both amazed and shocked as you cling to your book. How is the Flash in your room—How does he know where you live!?

Boyfriend! Barry whose heart is beating fast even for his normal standards. This is the closest he’s been to you in a week. You’re still has stunning as the first day he’s seen you. But he has to focus. He’s not here to admire you. He has to patch this hole in the relationship or completely destroy it all together.

Boyfriend! Barry who uses his voice change at first, tells you how he really feels. That he’s a hero, risking his life for the city, fighting meta-humans. It’s a dangerous job, but it’s even more dangerous for the people he loves.

Boyfriend! Barry who voice cracks as he talks about you without directly tell you it’s about you. Goes on and on how he wasted his whole life, despite still being friends, on someone else and when he finally finds someone he loves, he tries to protect them the only way he knows how. But his protection is what’s tearing them apart.

Barry reverts back to his normal voice before stepping out the darkness, “I thought I could juggle both lives without you ever getting involved. I thought I had it handled and we can live our life just like everyone else. But I was wrong. I shouldn’t have kept it from you.” He pulls his mask off, reveling your boyfriend, “From now, there is no more secrets between us. I miss you, baby.”

Boyfriend! Barry who waits with batted breath looking at your blank face, watching you get up from the bed and walk over to him. Reaching a hand out, you touch his suit, tracing his symbol.

Boyfriend! Barry who confirms with words that he’s the Flash after you ask him if this was what he’s been doing when he’s not with you, when he doesn’t answer your calls or leaves suddenly during a date.

Boyfriend! Barry who feels the same relief you do when you say, “Thank God”, and drop your head on his chest, hugging him close. He returns your hug, if not, more bone crushing than yours. Thank God indeed, he really loves you.

Boyfriend! Barry who almost gave away his secret the first time you make-out. You’ve kissed multiple times before but never had you sat in his lap, pushing your chest against his, and grind down on his growing erection. There was so much stimulation, it was overwhelming. He’s lucky you were so horny to accept his explanation of an intense shiver and not him vibrating.

Boyfriend! Barry who curses and thanks the lucky bastard who taught you how to give head before him. The first time you went down on him, it was utterly filthy, he was the one embarrassed. But he couldn’t look away. Your small hand barely reaching round him made him throb, you can feel his excitement on your tongue when you pull back to give the underside of his head some attention, before slobbering back down his cock again.

Boyfriend! Barry who groans loudly the first time he bottomed out inside you. So wet yet tight, entry was easy, your hole was practically sucking him in. It made it difficult for him to think straight inside your warmth. He’s surprised himself he hasn’t came from that alone. He was so painfully hard, the head didn’t even make him go down.

Boyfriend! Barry whose favorite part of your body is your legs and thighs. Doesn’t matter if they’re thin, thick, toned or fatty. The first place he always grabs is your thighs, gliding his hands up and down your legs so slowly it’s ticklish. Stop laughing, he’s trying to map every inch of you into his memory.

Boyfriend! Barry who prefers slow sex over quick sex. It’s the one thing he doesn’t want to rush, taking his time making you squirm and beg for him to give you more. You’re so pretty lying there, how can anyone ever want to stop? He ends up overstimulating himself and you, orgasm after orgasm.

Boyfriend! Barry who favorite positions are cowgirl and missionary. Anything that lets him see your face or feel you closer. He bites his lips bloody watching your breast bounce up and down when he decides to pick up speed or feeling them violently against his chest as he lays on top of you.

Boyfriend! Barry who will wake you up with head. He’s no stranger to seeing you in his dreams. It’s only fair he makes you feel as good as you’ve made him. It’s like he’s making out to your pussy, the way he laps at your soon to be puffy folds and suckle on your growing clit. He pulls an orgasm out of you, successfully waking you up. Ask him why, he’ll say he missed you while you slept.

Boyfriend! Barry who found out you have a thing for him in uniform, that while he’s still adrenaline rushed after dealing with Metas, he finds you and fucks you on the closest surface nearby. He’s rougher, faster, filling your hole with his cock, angling it just right it has you moaning in unison at you clenching down on him and your coming in no time at all.

Boyfriend! Barry who doesn’t think he’s good at dirty talk but the way he praises you and basically announces the way he worships everything about you in bed has you spreading your legs wider as if he did say the filthiest line on earth.

Boyfriend! Barry who becomes way into roleplaying the hero who saves you from an evil villain. Don’t you worry, he’ll protect you—no thanks necessary, it’s his job. But if you insist… after all, how can he to reject the way you kneel in front of him, doe eyes blinking up at him seductively and rubbing him to full hardness? Under the suit, he’s still just a man.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Hellouuu, I saw you Wirte for hobie brown (and I’m literally in love with him) and I wanted to request something. Like one day he stays over and says something like”I just wish there was more action in town” bc there wasn’t much going on that week and soon after that r gets into danger and it’s kinda hurt/comfort? PLEASE

Jinxed

Had to do a fic w my boy kendrick 🙏🏽🙏🏽

You listened as he talked, he was on his floor and you sat behind him and oiled his hair.

“Y’Know, sometimes I wish there was just more action. It’s gettin’ boring with missions and all that.” He said.

“So you don’t wanna spend more time with me?” You teased.

“You know that’s not what I meant.” He sighed. “Jus’ saying it’s borin’ is all.”

“I’m just messing with you. No, that makes sense.” You said, he talked some more and when you finished he got up.

“Thank you. I’ll be out for a few hours, but I’ll be back soon.” He said, putting on his jacket. “Don’t forget to-“

“Yeah, yeah, keep the door locked.” You rolled your eyes and waved him off.

“Yeah. I love you.” He kissed you.

“Love you too.” You said, he opened the door and left. You locked the door, and you sat down on the couch.

You hung out for about an hour, when you heard a loud crash in the room. You jumped up, and slowly went to the kitchen. You grabbed a knife when something- or someone- kicked you in the back. You yelped and fell over, dropping the knife.

You fell, and groaned in pain. Then some other people came in.

“What the fuck.. you all look like the goddamn swat team!” You shouted as they grabbed you, one of them grabbing their guns and hitting it on your head, and knocking you out.

They went downstairs, and quickly into their van, to which they put you in the back.

When you got to the warehouse, and you woke up, you immediately looked at the watch you always had.

It was there.

Your hands were tied, but you moved them, your fingers pushing random buttons, until it started to beep. Everyone looked at you, in confusion of what the noise was.

“Sorry. It’s my alarm on my watch, y’know…”

They couldn’t get the watch off so they waited until it shut up.

They waited until some huge guy walked in, and he was menacing for sure.

“Y/n L/n. We know about you and the spider.”

“Ohhh, you mean my boyfriend? Or soon to be husband. He doesn’t like labels.”

“Yes. Hobie Brown. We are trying to reach him, but can’t seem to do so on our own. So, lovely, here’s what we’re gonna do.”

“I think you just ruined the word lovely for me.”

“First, you’re going to shut up unless I ask you a question.”

All of his men decided to point their guns at you, so you did shut up.

“Next, you are going to tell me where he is, or every time you don’t , I will make sure that you suffer for it.”

“So where is he?”

“I would tell you but-“

A loud slap, right across your face. You just looked at him and smiled.

(Like the Loki scene LMFAOO)

“I’ll ask again, where is he?”

“What if I said I don’t know?”

He punched you this time, you groaned and looked down in your lap.

“Bullshit. Tell me now.” He grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

“Nah, kiss my ass.”

He started to get angry, and put his large hands around your neck. You struggled to breathe, and then someone came kicking down the door. Hobie.

The men’s henchmen started to run towards him, Hobie webbed them to wall with no problem.

“Hands off, man.” He said, the man took his hands off your neck. You looked at him.

“So, you came?

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here now would you shut up?” He said, looking at you a bit panicked but tried to remain calm.

The man ran towards him, and the rest was a blur as you caught your breath. Hobie came up to you when it was over, untying you.

“I’m sorry. Oh god I fucking jinxed it-“

“It’s not your fault-“

“You got into this because of me-“

“Hobie. Listen, I love you.” That made him stop untying you for a moment.

“I love you, and if I got into trouble it dwouldnt matter you know why? Because I know you’ll come for me.”

He took off his mask, and kissed you.

“I love you.”

You smiled. “Alright, but can you please untie me already?”

“Yeah, yeah, sorry.”

After you were untied, you both walked for a while before you got tired.

“C’mon.” He said, and grabbed you. (Kinda like mj and Peter in no way home)

He started to swing as you hid your face in his chest, laughing.

Once he landed, he made sure no one was following him this time and took you upstairs. And led you to the bathroom.

“Alright, sit down.” He said, you sat down on the closed toilet seat.

He checked out your face, and then your neck. Hand shaped red marks on your neck, and you cheek where he punched you.

He furrowed his brows as he focused and lifted up your face, examining your neck and face.

“I’m sorry.” He said again, genuine. He grabbed some ice from the fridge, putting it in a towel and putting it on your face.

You held his hand that was currently on your face as you looked at him.

“It’s not your fault. Okay? It’s nobodies fault.”

He nodded, and looked at your hands.

“We’re gonna be alright.” You said.

He smiled “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right.”

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(Can you tell I’ve never really written a villain?)

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An Animalistic Disaster

Summery:Where you meet your new neighbour and a new friend

CH-9: A new neighbour and a explosive friend

The man's full body slowly came into your sight. He was wearing a hunting outfit containing breeches, high boots and a white shirt with black harnesses on top. With the rifle in hand, the black haired man stared up at you in confusion.

He thought that there wasn't anyone living nearby. At least that's what he heard. But now to see a young girl with the deer that escaped him behind her...that isn't something he expected. Did the deer not fear that girl? And what's with all these animals surrounding her?

"Hey there girlie! Fancy meeting someone like you here!" He shouted out while slowly walking closer to you. You flinched a bit hearing his shout suddenly but quickly composed yourself.

"Are you a hunter? Did you shoot this deer?" You asked still in defensive mode.

"Wow,no hi or hello? Haha, yes I am...if you couldn't tell by all of these" he gestured at himself. You now felt dumb for asking that question.

"And to answer your second question, yes I did shoot this deer. I never expected him to dodge it though... I usually never miss my targets" he said looking at the deer with an unusual glint in his eyes. But it quickly faded away as soon as it came.

"Though what's the deal with you girlie?

What's with all these animals around you? If I didn't know any better, I would think I'm facing a modern day Disney princess right now" he said teasingly while eyeing each and every animals around you. The snake surprised him the most. How could a sweet looking girl like you walk around with a venomous snake on her neck.

"They uh..they all live with me!" You didn't know exactly what to say about them. "And you hurt the deer" you said with anger in your voice. You now had to sew that poor deer's cuts again. You were grateful at least that it wasn't deep.

"Oh so they are your pets huh? I see.. Anyways, names Jake, William Jake. It's a pleasure to meet you..?" Jake said extending his hand. Both Husk and Alastor were furious with that statement. They refused to be anyone's pet.

"It's (Y/n). (Y/n) (l/n). " You said slowly shaking his hand. "And they aren't my pets. They are my... friends! Animal friends!" You quickly chimed in. Friends seemed like a better word than pets with this group.

"Say do you live there missy?" He said pointing to the cabin behind you. "I thought people didn't really live around here"

"Yes, I do. I actually bought this cabin a few days ago" you said sheepishly. "Well, I'll be! looks like you're my neighbour then. I live just a few minutes away from here!" He said while laughing.

"You're my neighbour..?" You didn't really know how to feel about this. You came here for peace and quiet. And now having this hunter as your new neighbour might mean destruction of that. You didn't want to hear random gunshots throughout the day.

"Looks like it! And I'm sorry for hurting your precious deer. I didn't know that thing had any friends. Maybe you should put a collar on your 'friends' so people know-"

Before Jake could finish his sentence, you saw the deer move up behind him. You quickly pushed him out of the way as you grabbed the antlers that was meant to swing up.

"No. I'm not letting you hurt a person on my watch" you said while gritting your teeth as you pushed to keep the deer's head lower. You could feel it's raw strength overpowering you. But you still held your ground and clenched your muscles. Your hand was hurting from how strongly you were holding the antlers. Without a doubt it was bruised by now.

Jake inwardly whistled in his mind as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. He made a wrong calculation. This sweet looking girl was actually strong as hell. Just looking at her pushing the ground with her clenched legs as she held onto that deer's antlers told a lot. With her dress's skirt swaying in the air, he could get a view of her thigh's muscles too.

"Now go to the cabin and rest. I'll come to sew you up soon, got it?" You chewed out last bits of your words. You and the deer stared at each others eyes for a few more moments. Then suddenly the deer pulled his head up overpowering you, causing you fall on your back with a thud.

Or you would fall on your back if it wasn't for a pair of muscular arms that caught you. "You alright there girlie?" Jake's blue eyes bore into yours as his hands gripped your back tighter. Embarrassment flowed through your veins as you quickly pulled yourself up.

"Y-yes, I'm alright, I'm sorry for that" you said while dusting your dress. "Guess that deer has it out for me huh? Can't blame him though. Thanks for saving me back there" he said glancing at your form. "Ah don't worry about it. I didn't think it would take it this far..." You said meekly.

"I think I should go patch up the deer right now. It's probably angry cause of it's wound" you wanted to end this conversation as quickly as possible. For some reason he gave you the heebie-jeebies. Though you couldn't explain why.

"Ah yes of course. Mind if I get your number neighbour? So we can keep in contact?" He said with a smile.

You quickly told him your number so you could get out of this. "Well then, I'll stop by soon with some treats next time, okay girlie? Stay safe now!" He said waving at you while going back in the forest.

"Yeah...you too.." you said while waving back. "God that was a mess..." You said as he went back to the forest. Meanwhile the whole thing happened so fast, the other animals could hardly comprehend it. It felt like they slowly came to their senses.

'That fucker...' Husk mumbled under his breath. He was glad you didn't call them your pets or put a collar on them. He already has enough of that from a certain someone.

"C'mon, let's go home.." you said shakily as you started to walk back. You looked at your hand to see it was bruised with black spots and some dried blood on it. You grimerced at the sight. That's gonna cause some problems.

When you got close to your cabin, Suddenly something fell and burst on your head. "Ouch! What the hell-" you couldn't even finish your sentence as more of these fell on your body. "Ouch, hey stop it!" You yelled out trying to get away.

The snake hissed from your neck as the moth flew over to the tree which you were being attacked from. Crouching down, you picked up the thing you were attacked with. It was a nut. A freaking nut. It was broken just enough on the outside so it'll brust when it hits something.

Vaggie flew up to find the culprit. It was a squirrel. 'let angel go bitch!!' It yelled as it prepared a another nut to throw at you.

'Hey hey stop! Are you a demon too?' Vaggie yelled at it. The squirrel looked up at her. 'Yeah! Name's cherri! I heard some fucker shooting when I was in the forest. I came as soon as I could. Now I see my best bud stuck with this girl!' she said pointing at you and Angel who was on top of Charlie.

'Don't worry I'll rescue ya..' Cherri mumbled as she prepared another nut to throw after chewing. 'Don't! She's actually helping us!" Vaggie started to explain the situation to her as briefly as possible.

Meanwhile you were quickly walking back to the cabin, not wanting to be hit again. As you opened the door to go inside the moth came back and sat on your hair. And then suddenly a squirrel ran past you.

You let out a sequel in surprise as it headed straight to the ewe which had the spider on it.

'Angel!'

'Cherri??'

Cherri ran straight at Angel who was trying to climb down from Charlie. 'Cherri? What're you doin here?' Angel asked as he immediately got tackled by her.

'I was trying to find you bitch! I went to that shitty hotel but it was in pieces! And when I went inside I got sent here!'

You walked to the pair and rubbed your temple in frustration.

"Not a another one..."

But first you went to the deer that was resting. With needle and thread, you sat down next to Alastor.

"You shouldn't have done that you know..?" You said softly while sewing him. You didn't get any response from it.

The deer didn't look at your face during the whole thing. After you finished sewing, you tried picking up the first aid box. You winced in pain slightly due to the bruises on you palm and let it fall again.

Alastor's ears perked up at the sound of your pained noise. He finally looked at you and your palm. Blood was trickling down. You washed your hand before sewing but now blood was coming out again.

Suddenly you heard rustling and saw the deer was standing beside you staring at your face. Then it looked down at your hand. Then before you could do anything, the deer leaned into you bloodied hand and licked it.

Your eyes widened in surprise as you watched it lick the blood off gently. You didn't understand if it was trying to say sorry or it was just enjoying your blood.

But you guessed the second from how his ears were moving and his tail was wagging in behind. You mentally sweatdropped.

Husk entered the room alongside Pentious just then. Both of them being surprised as well seeing the sight of you two.

'I'm too sober for this shit' Husk grumbled before walking away from the room. Pentious began to blush seeing you guys. He quickly slithered on top of you and started to hiss as Alastor from your neck.

'Get away from her you perverted beassst!' Alastor's eyes twitched in anger in having his fun ruined by this snake. He stopped and looked up at the snake. He desperately wanted to the bite the snake from you and throw it away. But he has caused enough trouble for you today so he held back. Besides he already got a taste.

You took back your hands that was clean of blood now. You weren't sure on how to feel about about all this. But you decided to just put some ointment on your hands first.

After bandaging your hands properly, you went to your bed to rest for a bit. Charlie joined you by jumping on your lap. Vaggie took her usual place on your head. And Niffty went to rest beside you. You smiled at the lot. Then you saw husk come as well and lay on the end of the bed turning his head away.

It pleasently surprised you since the cat didn't usually hang around you unless it was time for eating. He was probably warming up to you finally. You smiled as you held the ewe close.

'Hey Vaggie..? I have something to tell you..'Charlie said with uneasiness in her voice.

'Yes Hun? What do you want to say?'

Charlie took a deep breath. Then she started to tell the thing that was bothering her for a while. 'I..I may have feelings for (Y/N).. It's not like my love for you is gone! I still love you lots but I just feel like I have a crush on her and I-'

'Shush, I know what you're talking about. I feel the same way' Vaggie said with a smile.

'You do? You feel the same way? You're not mad at me??' Charlie said with anticipation. 'No, I get where you're coming from and I would have brought it up if you didn't. I'm not mad at you Charlie. '

'Oh thank Lucifer! So we both like her right?' Charlie said excitedly. 'Mm-hmm' Vaggie nodded.

Suddenly both your ewe and moth began to grow in bright golden colour, startling you. Niffty who was already asleep. She jumped off from the bed in shock and Husk's fur stood up as he started hissing.

All the other animals noticed the bright light and rushed to your room. The light went out just in a second and your ewe and moth were gone with something or someone replacing them.

Embarrassingly enough, the first thing that went through your mind was,

'Why am I stuck between two hot girls?'

Master list

A.N:NGL, I didn't like how the beginning turned out so I stretched out this chapter to leave some good stuff.

So we got our first humans!! How're you all feeling?? Also Jake looks like a mix between rei from buddy daddies and aizawa from bnha in case any of guys wanted to picture him visually<(￣︶￣)>

[yandere-kokeshi]

your yandere price was sooo good 😭

can i please request some yandere ghost? maybe reader is a young spec ops soldier who’s really damn good at their job and the typical obsessive behavior ensues but reader is a really stubborn and prideful person so they just fight against him at every turn

— Stubborn

Warnings: slight violence at the start, Ghost being angry, intense makeout scene (I tried!) And love confession.

A/N: Thank you!! Please enjoy this fic, and I may or may not be barking for this man ^^! This is also male reader. Hope that's okay :].

You're code-name is Cobra. While I thought it fit, in future fics, I may change it to a more gn name.

“I told you to stay in the goddamn post!”

His exploding voice echoed throughout the entire room. You flinched at his suddenly changed voice, watching the invisible steam come out of his back like a dragon ready to set fire to a poor village.

Angered. That was his emotion. He was shooting a sharp, repetitive scowl. He’s holding back, cracking his knuckles, hands clenching against one another before uttering something under his breath now and again.

It’s chilling — terrifying even.

Normally, he was quiet and nice with you — at least to some degree. But today you fucked up.

You watched him turn around, facing the big window in the room, admiring the midnight sky and moon. To some degree, it helps cool off the sweat on your body.

Or try to. It certainly did not help with the anger in the room.

Rolling your eyes, you got up from the chair beside the desk in the room, standing up behind him.

“I’m completely fine.” You raised your arms, dangling them around to show him that no cuts or even bruises were forming on your body. “We finished the mission. That’s all that matters, yeah?”

You heard him scoff, “All that matters?” He shifts on his feet, turning to look at you with a glare.

“I gave you an order. ” He stepped closer towards your direction. “A specific — detailed order to not engage unless I worded!”

With each word, he came forward until he was right in front of you, intimidating you with his darkened-brown eyes.

“I–” You started, before flopping your arms to the side in defeat. You looked at the ground before looking back at him.

“I’m sorry.” You offered pathetically. You saw his eyes twitch — clearly not believing the word you gave out. “I did a stupid stunt. I’m sorry, Ghost.”

“Cobra!” You heard him scream at you, demanding you to turn back and return to your hidden spot. “Cobra! Get your bloody ass out of there!”

Indeed, Ghost ran a tight mission. But when it came out of line, he got extremely serious and violent.

“Keep them off my trail!” You yelled at the radio, hearing Soap curse on the other end. You fired your gun, emptying bullet after bullet into their skulls with near-perfect aim.

Although, without moving a muscle, you could hear his footsteps — thundering right behind you.

Before you knew it, you were pulled away into a random room with a very angry Simon. Legs growing in pain and a yelling leader in your face;

You were simply doing your job, right?

“Yet, you didn’t back out.” He growled, pointing a finger in your face harshly. “You could’ve died!”

“But I didn’t.” You sneered back. “You should be grateful I took them down — killed them all before they killed the hostages!”

“Shut it.” He snapped.

“Really? Why should I? I mean—” You scoffed, “Your the one who decided to come and grab me, push me away when I was alright!” You growled, poking a finger into his chest.

“Then fucking listen. It’s my job to make sure you’re breathing.”

“Really?” You ushered. “Cause if I didn’t do that, there would have been a bullet between all of their eyes!”

Suddenly, you were forced against the wall, watching his gaze tighten and his tattooed arm being pushed up against your neck. You jumped at the loud bang in your ears, mouth going dry.

You could practically hear Simon’s heartbeat — flaming in waves like lava rushing over land.

Your blood was boiling. Fists and legs tingling in frustration. Eyes narrowing in.

“I’m not scared of you, Simon,” You answered, “Wanna hit me? Don’t be a bitch about it.”

You stared into his eyes, hearing him breathe heavily before feeling his arm release you, resting right beside him. “You need to understand that you should come first.”

Your chest heaved, head pounding in adrenaline and annoyance.

“Then, we have two different views.” You rasped. Watching him lean back, his eyes staring into your soul. “My job is protecting people. And I’m damn good at it, so I’m not gonna stand here and let you shit me down.”

You heard him scoff. “Doing it stupidly isn’t protecting people.”

“Then why are you here, Simon?” You snarled, leaning forward to him. Though, you didn’t see him flinch or move an inch. Rather than letting you challenge him by getting in his personal space.

“You’re on some real thin ice, Cobra” He snapped.

You snickered, digging a finger at his chest. “Or what? You gonna hit me, L.T.? Go ahead, I’d love to see you try.”

“You don’t see it, do you?” He angrily blurted out.

“Wha–”

He gripped your shoulders, forcing you to make direct eye contact with him. “You can congratulate yourself all you want. But you need to realize the team almost — I… almost lost you”

You couldn’t think, nor anticipate his next move. What did he mean by that damn sentence?

But when his hand on your shoulder was removed, rolling his mask upward, and revealing his scarred face. You were hotly flustered and surprised.

His chapped lips — scarred nose, eyebrows, and greased smoked paint around his eyes. His soulless, brown-marked eyes were staring down at you. Hell, even his browned hair was somehow styled and perfectly cleaned. What the actual fuck.

He raised an eyebrow at your flustered face, “Cat got your tongue?”

His other hand gripped your jaw, thumb caressing your chin, pulling you into a hypnotic haze.

Pulling his face closer to yours, you didn’t expect to see or feel his skin — his stubbled jaw, his lips against yours, swallowing your fury.

He tasted sweet, almost too sweet for an angry and dangerous man.

Moaning into the kiss, you felt a smirking plaster against his face. Fuckin’ teaser.

You couldn’t breathe — think properly by his addictive smell and taste. His scent was calming, a calm that wasn’t needed now.

His free hand grabbed your side, pulling you closer into the touched makeout, making you feel his chest heave into yours. Slowly, your hand raised, dragging your fingertips into his slick and semi-wet hair, locking them between your fingers.

Kissing him tenderly, you felt him stiffen — slightly unsure how to proceed with this… ‘debrief’

But, he welcomed it a second later, grasping your jaw as his tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring your cavern. Earning a small whine, he departed himself from you with a trail of saliva.

Pulling away, you both looked like a mess; the two of you acted like you had an intense wrestling match, with hair slightly messed up, ragged breathing, and shaky gasps that certainly would be heard from outside the room.

Suddenly, Ghost grabs you, pulling you into his chest as your head rested against him, hearing his pounding heart and heavy breathing.

“I know you’re bloody good at your job. Jus’... never fucking do that again.”

You narrowed your eyes, feeling butterflies form in your stomach. “Didn't expect you to love me.”

You heard him mumble something, but from the shift on his feet, you already knew the answer.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

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[gojosnympho]

use me - c.jh

pairing: jongho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1.9k

content warnings: friends to lovers, unprotected sex (no), oral sex (m receiving), breast play, dirty talk, rough-ish sex, multiple orgasms

synopsis: you offer to help your friend with his problem.

playlist: please me - bruno mars ft cardi b

author’s note: jongho has had me by my throat BAD lately so i finally got the will to finish this fic i started two months back! i also did NOT proofread this shit my bad y’all. i hope you love it anyways tho🥹🩷

tags: @ariesunz for you boo!

“are you even listening to me, jongho?” you asked him. he wasn’t but it’s not because he wasn’t interested in what you were talking about, of course not. he was always interested in what you had to say, he was your friend after all. that’s why he felt so guilty about why he wasn’t listening to you. he was too focused on the way your boobs looked in your top to even begin to comprehend what you were saying.

“i’m sorry, love. what were you saying?” he asked, diverting his breath away from your boobs back to your eyes.

“i was just asking what movie you wanted to watch,” your words made jongho snap back to reality. both of you were sat on your apartment’s big comfy couch because… that’s right! it’s movie night. like it is every friday night. your boobs looked so good he’d forgotten what was happening. he felt like a stupid, horny teenager. he was a grown ass man for god’s sake, but the curve of your breasts and the way he could almost…almost see down your shirt had him going insane.

“you pick,” jongho told you.

“i picked last week,” you complained with a whine.

“fine,” he grabbed the remote that you held and began clicking through all the options hbo max had to offer. he looked over at you again, his eyes zeroing in on your boobs once again. he wondered if you’d let him touch them but he pushed that thought away. you were his friend.

“while you figure that out i’m gonna go get a snack. do you want something?”

“no. thank you though.”

you nodded politely and got up to walk towards your kitchen. jongho really did try to keep his eyes on the tv in front of him but it was almost instinct the way his eyes became glued to your ass. he watched you all the way to the kitchen until you disappeared around the corner. his heart was pounding in his chest and blood was rushing to his dick. he tried to pull himself together by going back to scrolling on the tv. he finally decided on a random movie that looked interesting enough, hopefully you liked it. you came back with a bag of your favorite chips and sat back down next to jongho.

“did you pick something?” you asked him.

“yup,” is all he could muster. he was so fucking pent up he felt like he was going to explode.

he pressed play in hopes that the movie would take his mind off of how horny he was for you. he didn’t know what the fuck his problem was. he always thought you were pretty, he had eyes he could see that. he always thought you had a nice body too, what was so different today? was it the fact that he hasn’t had sex in a while?

“jongho, what the hell do you have me watching?”

jongho was too busy staring at you again to even worry about the movie that was playing. he looked away from you to the big flat screen tv that was in front of you to see the most explicit sex scene you would’ve thought you were watching porn. jongho grabbed the remote and paused the scene before it could go any further. blood was rushing to his dick again and he was so painfully hard in his pants he thought he could cum untouched.

“i’m sorry. i just clicked a random movie,” he explained himself, blush dusting his tan cheeks.

“are you okay, honey? you look sick,” you reached out to touch his face to check for a fever. your hands were so soft, he wanted them to touch something else.

“can i be honest?”

“mhm,” you hummed with a nod.

“i really, really need you right now.”

“need me?” you asked in confusion. it didn’t click in your brain until you look down at his lap and saw how his sweats were tented by his erection. “jongho…”

“i’m so sorry. i’ll leave if you want,” you shook your head at his words.

“what do you want me to do for you?” you asked him, crawling over to him.

“i can’t let you do that.”

“but i want to, jjong. please let me help you,” you said with the cutest pout on your plump lips.

something snapped in him because without thinking too hard about it, he stood up from the couch and pulled you up with him. he kissed you, shoving his tongue in your mouth and his hands reached behind you to grab your ass. after he squeezed it, he left a rough smack on both cheeks causing you to jolt forward and moan into his mouth.

“you sure you want this? i’m not gonna be gentle,” he told you, pulling only slightly away from your messy make out session. your lips were still connected by a string of spit.

“use me to make you feel good,” you assured him.

he kissed you one more time before pushing you down to your knees. you looked up at him with your dark brown eyes and he almost…almost felt bad about how he was going to ruin you. jongho pulled his shirt over his head, followed by dropping the sweatpants he was wearing to his ankles. the only thing that kept you from seeing him fully was the calvin klein briefs. he grabbed himself through the fabric, squeezing it until he let out a faint moan. you were drooling now; you wanted to taste him so badly.

“you want it?” he asked you.

“yes.”

“tell me what you want then, sweetie,” your friend teased you, again squeezing his dick in his large hand.

“wanna suck your dick. wanna make you feel good,” you replied, reaching up to replace his hand with your own. you squeezed him and watched as he turned into mush from just your touch. you hooked your fingers into his briefs and pulled them down to join the sweatpants that were pooled around his ankles.

you were shocked to see what he’d been packing in his pants for the year that you’d known him. it was thick with veins running up and down the length. it was longer than you’d expected too. you couldn’t wait to feel him inside of you.

“you have a pretty dick.”

“suck on it then,” jongho said. he grabbed your hair in one hand and his dick in the other. he slapped the pretty pink tip on your lips before sliding himself into your mouth. he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling of your warm mouth. he opened them to look down at you. you looked so pretty like this, he thought. your mouth full of dick. “you’re so fucking good at this, huh?”

you kept sucking him off. every once in awhile jongho thrusted his hips up making his dick hit the back of your throat. you had tears in your eyes from how deep he was.

he pulled you off of him, “you like me using you? this what you want?”

“i love it. i want more.”

so he gave it to you. he kicked his bottoms out of the way so that he could undress you. he all but ripped off your top. he started to place kisses all over your chest that were soft initially but they soon turned rough and bruising. jongho’s lips were on one of your breasts, sucking on the perky brown nipple while his fingers tugged on the other.

“feels good, jjong,” you moaned, carding your fingers through his hair.

he was obsessed with your boobs. he sucked and kissed on them until your pussy was a weeping, drooling mess. you kept squirming so he disconnected his lips from your other nipple to focus on undressing your bottom half. jongho didn’t speak when he grabbed you up and put you face down ass up on your plushy, pink carpet. in this position, he could see everything. your pretty pussy was just begging to be fucked the way it was soaked and damn near dripping.

“i don’t have a condom,” jongho said.

“just pull out. please, i need you,” you whined with a swivel of your hips. just that small movement made your ass jiggle and made jongho lose his mind even more.

“you want my dick that bad, sweetie?”

“i need it. i need to feel you, jjong. please, fuck me,” you whined some more. your whining and begging turned him on to the point he couldn’t wait anymore. he used one hand to grab your hip, the other he used to like himself up at your tight pussy. he pushed in, slowly.

“you’re so fucking tight,” jongho grunted through clenched teeth. he used both of his hands to grip your hips when he picked up the pace of his thrusts.

your skin felt hot all over. all you could do was moan while he fucked you because every other thought was static and white noise. he started fucking you even harder, his hands gripping your hips so hard you knew he was gonna leave bruises; bruises that you’d wear proudly. you cried out, your nails digging into your carpet, your pussy squeezing around his fat dick. his one hand moved from your hip to your shoulder for more leverage to pound into your pussy even deeper. you cried out his name in pleasure and craned your neck to look at him.

he smiled deviously at you, “making this pussy feel good, baby?”

“so fucking good,” you replied.

he was fucking you so good you understood why some girls couldn’t leave niggas alone. he was fucking drilling you. you didn’t think your legs were going to work properly after this.

“fuck me back, sweetie,” jongho encouraged you, leaving a stinging smack on your ass cheek. you complied with his wishes, backing your pretty ass up on his pelvis. jongho was in heaven watching the way your ass rippled every time you moved against him. “that’s my good fucking girl.” he praised smacking your ass again.

you kept at it for what felt like hours; fucking each other like rabbits until you creamed all over his dick with a loud moan that probably woke your neighbors. jongho wasn’t done though. he pulled out of your pussy and flipped you on your back. he pushed back in almost as quickly as he pulled out.

“wanna see your pretty face when i’m making myself cum from this pussy.” his dirty words not only made heat gather in your cheeks but your pussy fluttered around him. he smiled at you before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips that was a stark contrast to the way he was fucking you. his thumb came in contact with your clit, rubbing in small circles so you could cum again. you were still so sensitive from your first orgasm that this one came down faster and twice as hard.

“shit, jongho!” you cried out as you orgasmed again. your heart was beating out of your chest and your ears were ringing and you swore you were seeing stars.

“fuck, baby. fuck!” jongho grunted. he pulled out just before he could nut inside of you. his seed splattered on the soft skin of your tummy. you scooped up his cum with your fingers and brought them to your mouth, sucking them with a moan. jongho watched you with low hooded eyes and his chest still rising and falling from his own orgasm.

“you taste so good, jjong.”

jongho smiled and then leaned down to kiss your lips, “feeling alright?” he helped you up from the floor and sat you on the couch.

“mhm,” you confirmed with a nod. “we should do this again.”

“i’d love to.”

[gay-wh0re-slut]

Hiii congratulations on 200 followers! could you write something like the reader and Rhea date, and the reader gets very jealous of the interactions between Rhea and Cathy Kelley, ending fluffy or smut or both lol it's up to your preference 💜

thank you so much!!! i’ve noticed you liking and reblogging a bunch of my stuff and i couldn’t thank you, enough it means so much to me 🩷

but this seems like a fun thing to write and we’ll definitely see where this takes me when we get to the ending haha

after writing: this is a bit short :/ but i hope you like it

Too Friendly

rhea x fem!reader

content: a bit of angst, a bit of fluff

“The honorary member of the judgment day,” the group would call you. You were almost always with Rhea at the shows because you loved seeing everything behind the scenes. The crew didn’t mind much because you kept to yourself and didn’t mess anything up, plus they liked seeing Rhea happy.

You were chilling in the Judgment Days locker room with Dom and Rhea before the other two got there. You were talking about random things and how Dom liked the chicken tenders bit the fans had and what was going on for the night.

Rhea got a text, “Cathy needs me, love, I’ll be back soon,” the australian kissed you before she stood.

“Do you know what she needs?” you were worried.

“Just a tiktok,” she cupped your face with both hands, “It won’t take a long, promise,” she smiled. “Dom!” she pointed at him, “tell her about that one thing,” as she laughed her way out of the judgment day’s locker room.

“Oh yeah!” he laughed with her.

“Okay so,” he started, he tried his best to get it out without laughing again, “Cathy said ‘hey come make a tiktok with me later’ to Rhea and but Rey was standing right there and he said ‘me?’ and Cathy said ‘never in a million years old man’ and he was furious!” he laughed again.

You giggled with him, but you didn’t find it as funny as they did because something else was on your mind.

He finally stopped laughing and caught his breath, “so what have you been up to?” he asked.

“Oh, uh nothing much,” you really didn’t have much going on, you were always with Rhea or at work. “I do have a question though.”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Does… this is so stupid, but does Cathy have a crush on Rhea?” you wrung your hands as you tried not to sound too jealous.

“What? No, never. They’re just good friends and play it up for the fans, Rhea would never leave you or cheat on you or anything, she loves you too much,” he had a sincere tone, he could tell you were upset.

“She’s just always asking to do something with her and- I don’t know it just… I don’t know,” you were picking at the skin around your nails.

He got up and sat next to you, “hey, don’t worry, I promise. Never in a million years would she leave you. She talks about you all the time, I’ve never seen her so happy,” he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and gave a slight squeeze.

You easily gave into it, you let out a big sigh, “okay, thank you,” as you gave him a weak smile.

“You know what,” he stood holding out his hand, “let’s go watch them, maybe she’ll ask us to be in it too.”

You grabbed his hand and he led you out of the locker room.

“Hey Mami!” he shouted as you got closer to them.

“We’re almost done, everything alright?” Rhea seemed worried.

“Yeah! We just wanted to watch you,” he played it off.

You nodded your head in agreement smiling at your girlfriend but shot a look towards the other woman.

“Well, I’m nervous now,” Cathy laughed.

“Oh please,” Rhea laughed with her.

You and Dom sat on some rolling cases that were strewn backstage as you watched them do the same lines over and over to get the right take. You smiled and laughed silently not wanting to mess it up for them. Rhea kept giving you looks of endearment every now and then, but Cathy kept pulling her attention away from you.

They finally finished, “Sorry that took so long, guys,” Cathy said, “you two made me nervous,” she pointed at you and Dom as she playfully leaned on Rhea, giggling.

“All good,” you said smiling but you were a bit upset about this whole interaction.

“C’mon baby,” a familiar tattooed hand reached out to you as her eyes caught yours, she could tell something was up.

You accepted and walked with her, following where ever she went. She led you to the hallway behind the Judgment Day’s locker room, “are you okay?”

You looked at the floor, “yeah,” you didn’t sound too convincing.

She picked your chin up, “no… I can tell something’s up, what’s wrong?”

You started to tear up but you didn’t let them fall, and the lump in your throat was definitely there, “nothing!” You realized how mean you sounded so you fixed your tone, “nothing, I’m okay.”

“You’re lying,” she was trying her best not to get angry at your tone, but her grip was tightening on your chin ever so slowly, “what’s. wrong?”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now,” you said weakly.

She loosened her grip and cupped your cheek, rubbing your face with her thumb, “that’s fine, but we are going to talk about it later. You know I don’t like seeing you upset.”

“I know and we will, just not right now,” you placed your hand on hers, “I have to work it out myself, first.”

“Okay,” she gave you a small smile, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

She gave you a small kiss, “Damian should be back by now, want to go back in?”

You nodded your head as you followed her in.

The night came and went and you were finally heading back home. You had helped your girlfriend pack her things and put them in the truck before she drove the two of you back.

You rested your head on your hand on the middle console, dozing off so she didn’t bother you much on the ride home. Her free hand was gently placed on your thigh the whole way, sometimes gliding it up and down to make sure you knew she was there.

Once inside and after saying hello to the animals, “I think I’m ready to talk about it,” you said plopping yourself on the couch.

She followed and sat down next to you, “go ahead, baby,” she said as she propped her elbow on the back of the couch facing you.

“Okay,” you took a deep breath, “I don’t like…well, I-” you had all this time but you still couldn’t think of the right words to say.

She let you work it out and placed her hand on your knee as she watched you plan your words.

“I think Cathy likes you a little too much,” you finally say.

“I don’t think so,” she scoffed.

“I do, that’s why I was upset earlier. She’s pulls you away for forever, it seems like, and you barely have time to be around me, or the boys for that matter,” the words spilled out of you. “I feel as though that every time I’m around, she pulls you away for some post or tiktok just to get you away from me.”

“I don’t think that was her intention, love,” her voice was calm.

“And the way she touched you when she knew I was watching, ooh I almost jumped her,” your heart rate spiked as it replayed in you head.

“Woah now, I think you’re overthinking it, she’s a touchy person, she does that with everyone,” she was trying to play devils advocate but it wasn’t going too well.

“Not that I’ve seen!”

“I promise there is absolutely nothing going on between me and her,” both of her hands were now on your legs pushing into you to make her point more believable.

“Promise?” you put your hands on hers as you grimaced.

“One hundred percent,” her icy blue eyes stared into yours, “on Barry’s life.”

“Aw don’t bring him into this,” you watched as his ears perked up.

“Sorry bro,” she said to him, “But seriously I promise,” she smiled back at you.

“Okay,” you sighed with relief, “but the next time she touches you a little too friendly, I’m gonna-”

“Hey there, tough guy,” she held your hands from balling into fists, “don’t worry about her anymore and let’s take this energy out somewhere else, yeah?” she winked at you.

“Oh? What did you have in mind?” you smiled knowing her answer already.

“Why don’t you come and find out?” she stood as she used her finger to tell you to follow her to the bedroom.

[castielli]

Quarterback!Sangyeon x Student President!Male reader

Request by @leedosbunnyboy sorry it took so long! 🥹 (didn’t reread that tbh, sorry if it’s weird)

Sangyeon walked in the halls, rushing towards the cafeteria. He cleaned his sweaty, trembling palms on his jeans, before opening the cafeteria’s doors. He scanned the big, crowded room, looking for his friends. His search didn’t take long as he noticed a loud table full of boys. He walked quickly towards them, fixing his jacket before sitting down next to Jacob.

“I saw him in the halls” are the first words he said to his friends.

The rest of the boys laughed at him, some patting his back. The rest of the students turned to look at the loud group, sighing as they are used to their chaos.

“Not even a ‘hello!” Changmin said from the other side of the table, still laughing at his friend. By now, all of them knew every detail about your life and how much Sangyeon is head over heels for you.

Sangyeon sighed loudly “I can’t do this…” he said as he placed his head on the cold surface of the table in front of him.

His friends tried to not burst out laughing again, some covering their mouths while some others almost seemed to be exploding.

“Get your ass up, walk up to him and ask! It’s not that difficult dude…” Hyunjae said as he looked exasperated and tired of the constant topic of their conversations being you.

“I can’t just walk up to him! What if he finds me weird? What if his friends laugh at me? What if he rejects me? What if-“ Sangyeon kept on listing, his friends rolling their eyes and mumbling about how stupid Sangyeon is.

- two days after -

Kevin and Jacob stood behind some lockers with Sangyeon, waiting for you to arrive. They looked attentively around, trying to spot you. It didn’t take long. There you were, walking towards their hiding spot with your friends.

Sangyeon’s face was combusting, his hands were sweating, his legs felt like jelly.

As soon as you passed near them, Jacob and Kevin pushed Sangyeon towards you. He turned back to scream at his friends, when he noticed you were looking at him confused.

“Uh…hi, Y/N” Sangyeon said as he scratched the back of his neck, trying to not look into your deep eyes.

You just smiled, some of your friends laughing at the scene. “Hi, Sangyeon” you said as you waited for him to speak up.

“Uhm, I was wondering if-“ before Sangyeon could finish, he felt a cold sensation on his body, he looked down at his white t-shirt, noticing a brown, big spot on it.

You looked at him, trying not to laugh, covering your mouth as you took a tissue out of your pocket, trying to clean up Sangyeon’s shirt.

He looked down at your hand on his body, his face becoming so red and hot you could see smoke coming out of his ears.

You could hear some other students laughing at the scene before their eyes, and Sangyeon could too, of course. He felt so embarrassed and stupid…he ran away. He started to run so fast towards a bathroom trying to hide from everyone, but mostly you.

He knew it was a bad idea. He knew it! He just embarrassed himself in front of you.

- the next day -

His friends somehow convinced to try again. So now he started walking towards the student council room, waiting for you to come out after your meeting. He held his phone in his hands as he kept on waiting for that damn bell to ring, which finally happened some seconds later.

Some students started walking out, and you did the same, walking the opposite way of where Sangyeon was standing. He started following you, when he noticed a girl stopped you. He watched from afar, trying to listen to your conversation.

“Wanna go to prom with me…?” The girl asked you, smiling and looking down at the floor, too embarrassed to keep the eye contact.

Sangyeon felt sick, he failed. Again. He walked away, not even wanting to hear your answer, seeing the smile on your face as you looked at that random girl.

- the day after -

Sangyeon sat on a bench, fixing his shoes as he got ready for the match. He sighed thinking about what happened the day before. He hates it.

“Stop thinking about him, you need to be ready for this” Eric said as he patted Sangyeon’s back. The only response he got was a sad nod from the quarterback.

The venue was loud, all the students excited to watch the match against the rival school. Sangyeon honestly didn’t care.

At least until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He sighed, thinking it was Eric, but he was proved wrong when he raised his head to see you smiling down at him.

“Good luck!” You said as you messed his hair with your hand, smiling at his confused and red face. You chuckled as you handed him a small, folded paper, before walking away.

The only thing he could read without opening it was ‘open only if you win’.

And guess what happened? Sangyeon and the rest of the team played so well they destroyed the other school.

As soon as the team finished cheering, the quarterback quickly opened the paper, reading:

‘Come to prom with me? [yes] [yes]’

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Random Hobie Headcanons [Prt.1]

me screaming about Hobie Brown just existing like these are just random headcanons of him doing fuck all and chilling but uuhhh this is also so long i had to split it in two parts so this is part one

chronic hobie brainrot u know how it is _______________________________________________

He's actually a fairly high ranking member of the Society

I like to think that Hobie - like Jessica and Ben - has a high ranking position in the Society

Even though he didn't mean for this to happen

Hobie's really good at working with teams, and persuading people. He's been Spider-man for a while, plus he has unique experience

He broke the barrier that 3 spider-people couldn't - sorry Miles you didn't loosen anything

Hobie would probably just ace every mission. In like record time

Miguel and Lyla watching it go from HQ and Lyla's like 'Oh, he's gooodd.'

The watches get a bug and need an update - but low and behold, Hobie knew about the bug and fixed his watch weeks ago. Chumps.

They need advice in taking down a particular anomally and Hobie is the only one with ideas that work -

And sure he may take the piss out of everyone and walk around HQ like he either owns the place or is about to burn it down but they can't tell him anything

He's just that good

I could see him helping out new trainees (and radicalizing them), checking in on every new recruit to see if they have a place to stay.

And Miguel respects that. Miguel isn't heartless, he cares about the society. And even though Hobie isn't doing it for him he appreciates the work Hobie puts in

Miguel probably knows Hobie is friends with Gwen, and that he was the one who stepped up when Jess wasn't

He loves to read

It just makes sense

With all the knowledge of anarchy and stuff, I assume he kinda has to be

I love the idea of Hobie and worn paper-back books that he reads again and again

All well loved, all second (or third, or fourth-) hand.

I imagine he reads a lot of non-fiction, and his favorite genre is history

He doesn't know why, but his brain loves reading about it and understanding the communities that existed in different times

But there are some fiction favorites he has, The Giver being one of them

He donates all the ones he doesn't absolutely need, leaving a sticky note in the front cover with a comment, same way he left one on Gwen's new watch

Hobie is a minimalist in morals

But not like the 'all white-house' aesthetic, but like the 'choosing to live with and on less to respect yourself, people around you and the world'

Everything he owns is second hand, and he likes finding really old cheap stuff, cause it connects back to the history thing

Every couch he's ever owned he's found on a street curb

He doesn't have much clothes, most of the stuff he does have were gifts, or from bands and shows

Instead, he goes to community swap-meets, and swaps his clothes for new ones every couple of months

He LOVES seeing other people in the punk scene wearing a shirt he'd swapped months ago, knowing it's gotten a second life

Hobie genuinelly tries not to throw things away if he can help it. Not in a hoarders way, but in an environmentally respectful way.

If he doesn't want it, he'll barter it away, or gift it to someone who'd like it, or make something new.

Even if something is broken, he'll try to gift it to someone who can fix it than trash it. He'd rather leave his busted TV at the door of a repair shop than a back-alley dumpster

He's low food-waste too

He's like 'Miguel bruv we don't waste empanadas in this house' and takes them for himself

He tries to finish everything on his plate (past survival tactic), but now he'll save it for later. Hobie be tearing leftovers UP.

He makes the choice to not carry money

Connects to the minimalist thing, also an anti-capitalist thing

Hobie doesn't like carrying money. As a personal thing.

Fuck he look like keeping pictures of the Queen in his pocket - absolutely not.

He barters everything he can - and he's good at it. He has an extensive network in the underground punk scene of London, and everyone helps out everyone

Weirdly enough, I feel like if you were dating him he's always ask for a fiver or ten quid or something because he genuinely doesn't carry money or change but somehow he's carrying a rare swiss army knife from 1935

But on the inverse side, if he ever comes across money for some reason, he'll have you 'hold it' in you wallet (just give it to you)

To him, it doesn't matter. He doesn't want to be attached to it. It's genuinely a moral he tries to live by.

He loves cats

He has a picture of a cat on his nightstand in his intro

I bet he has multiple indoor cats

But I also imagine Hobie being really interested and connected in the street cats in the neighborhood he lives and frequents (bonus point if cats are his special interest!)

He names them and knows their faces. Feeds them and checks up on them, tries to take care of them best he can

The ones who get hurt or a little old or weak become boat-cats, and they come live with him

He'll feed them fish from the river - and they always eat before he eats breakfast

None of them have bells or collars, they're not his pets - they're his little friends

He had 'weird' but practical eating habits

Hobie eats standing up.

He'll open the fridge and eat right there. He'll set the bowl on the table then stand in front the TV eating. He goes to the food court and doesn't sit down, just walks about

He's use to eating on the street, so to him, it's comfortable

He grew up going to Gregg or Tesco and eating outside. Grabbing something from the chip shop and scranning it as fast as he can before the rain starts coming down

He actually likes food, and wish he could get more into it - but fuck, he'll never be like those snobs that eat $500 dollar dishes at shitty restaurants

Small routines

In the morning, he takes the boat to the docks. Brush his teeth and get ready for the day

Next he feeds the cats that stay by the water, eating breakfast and playing records

He doesn't make his bed, but he checks all the parts of the boat's engine, just a good once over, and makes sure everything's running right

And then he HAS to say hi to all the people on the docks who know him - old men who'd been working there for decades, delighted when Hobie offered to help them unionize

He always reads before bed too, or on restless nights, he writes songs - practices new songs.

if you read this far, thanks! let me know if any of this mattered at all or if youre like 'sib what does any of this got to do with anything of importance bye have a good day and/or night

[kattythingz]

Golden Snake Boy, racer edition!!! You KNOW Mei!Ed would adore racing just as much as Mei does, if not more. He had that suit personally commissioned. His bike is his baby. RIP Ling for wrecking it lmao

Speaking of Ling. Promised scene/context under the cut! :D

Basic episode context: There’s a city-wide race event and Mei’s super excited about it; she’s been practicing for it for months. MK joins the race too out of MC-typical overconfidence, and, tl;dr, his inexperience causes him and Mei to crash and Mei gets rightfully pissed at him.

NOW! I don’t think Ling would join for the same reasons; he’d be more than happy to just watch Ed from the sidelines. But he hears that Envy (DBK) is joining the race in disguise, and Ling just knows Ed will ditch enjoying the race in favor of handling Envy. Which Ling doesn’t want him to do. Ed deserves this happiness!

No, Ling will join the race himself to handle Envy, and Ed will hopefully be none the wiser.

He’s off to a bad start already when Ed asks him annoyedly what he’s doing in the runner-ups, and Ling lies about wanting to try his hand at racing. Ed grows increasingly more annoyed as Ling keeps picking beef with some “random” racer that causes chaos all around them on the track, until it all leads to Ed and Ling crashing.

Ling emerges from the ruins of the vehicles, immediately worried about Ed first. He’s relieved when Ed bursts out of the wreckage with a loud curse, and thankfully unharmed.

He’s not so relieved when Ed whirls on him next in a rage.

Ed explodes, demanding why Ling pulled this shit and of all the stupid fucking things he’d expected from Ling, this—bullshit, wasn’t it! What was he thinking, getting in Ed’s way like that? Doesn’t he—?

Ed falters.

Doesn’t he know how much this race means to him?

Ling is devastated, at the genuine hurt that laces Ed’s expression and tone. 

He hastens to explain himself, that he joined to stop Envy and keep them out of Ed’s way, because he wanted Ed to enjoy the race without needing to deal with them!

Ed snaps that he can fucking multi-task, and Ling splutters back that, yes, he knows that, but Ed shouldn’t need to every time! He already does so much for Ling and protects him so often. He just... wanted to return the favor, for once.

Figures he’s not very good at it, though. Just like with his powers that he can’t control.

At those words, finally—Ed softens.¹

“I’m sorry, Ed,” Ling says thickly, kicking stray metal chips from the wreckage of Ed’s bike. Each clink of the pieces bouncing away chips at his growing shame. He swallows. “I know it won’t fix your bike. Or your months of hard work. But I—I truly didn’t—”

“You idiot.”

He stops at the unexpectedly soft words from Ed.

“Ed?” Ling looks up hopefully.

His heart skips a beat when his best friend’s gaze finds him kindly. And this… this, too, like Ed’s earlier anger is familiar. Achingly so.

“Of all the things I might’ve wanted you to repay…” Ed sighs. “You couldn’t get this worked up about paying back all the food bills you’ve dropped on me or something?”

“What?” 

Ling jolts when Ed’s eyes steel spontaneously, and he’s stepping into Ling’s space. “I don’t protect you for favors, dumbass.” Ed jabs a flesh finger at Ling’s chest. “I protect you because I want to, because you’re my best friend! That isn’t something I ever need you to repay! Honestly!”

Oh, Ling thinks—because he really oughtn’t be surprised by this.

And yet, still, again: Oh.

“And since when have I ever needed protecting, anyway?” Ed continues, exasperated. “You know I can kick your ass any day of the week if I want. That green freak is nothing in comparison.”

“I still wanted to try,” Ling mumbles, and Ed rolls his eyes.

“And I appreciate it”—and how awful it is that Ling knows Ed means that, vexation aside—“but, seriously, Yao. You know what you’re good at, and it’s not racing.”

Ling will never stop wondering, at times like this: how effortlessly Ed lifts the entire atmosphere whenever he pleases.

This is a losing battle, isn’t it?

He can’t help his endeared laugh, further warmed by Ed’s current expression.

“You’re right,” Ling says with a smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t know what I was thinking either, in hindsight.”

Ed smiles too, at that.² “Sounds like you weren’t at all.”

“That’s about right,” Ling laughs.

This au has a fic! :D

[forwoonnagi]

A night to remember - Laufey and Beabadoobee 

inspo: @taesancore

Pairing: woonhak x reader

Warnings: none ,grammar mistakes ,fluff , Kyungmin - TWS (as your bff)

Wc:637

“Swore I'd seen you before

Watched you walk through the door

Something in your eye

Reminded me of somebody I used to know”

“Y/n.”

“Hm?”

“Do you have the notes for the maths exam?”

I look up and see him. Kim Woonhak. The hearthrob,the top player of the basketball team. “No.” I answered him while putting on my headphones again. “Dont play with me Y/n. I know you have notes” he said, making  me want to turn up the volume of my phone. “Then why are you asking me if you know.” I said while giving him an annoyed look. “Fine.”

April 4, 2023

“y/nnnn” woonhak says with a pout. “Yes?” I said while looking away from my phone. ‘I miss you”. ‘You're literally with me right now woonhak..”

End of flashback

We broke up because “he just didn't love me anymore”. Well I think it's just a dumb excuse to have another relationship.

“Are you sure you're okay y/n?” Kyungmin asks me while waving his hand in front of my face. “Huh? Uh yeah. I just zoned out sorry” I said while processing my surroundings. “It's okay, Anyways..” I don't know why..But everything was a blur. Kyungmin's voice was muffled. All I could think was woonhak. If i had to be honest..I 

haven't moved on from him.. I still feel jealous everytime i see him with another girl..

I miss him.

“So who's your date for the prom?” I heard kyungmin say. “Oh uhm..I don't want a date actually.” That's a lie. I want a date, but I want him. Not some random guy. I want him. Kim woonhak.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Y/N L/N! HURRY UP KYUNGMIN IS HERE ALREADY "I hear mom scream downstairs. I did some last minute touch up on my hair and I got my mask. This year's prom theme is masquerade, So most of us don't know who we were dancing with. “You excited?” Kyungmin asks me while driving. “Yeah..I mean it's our first and last prom before college..” 

When we arrived at the place. It was beautiful. Me and kyungmin separated ways. I went to the benches. Watching young love happen. After a few minutes,a tall guy with brown hair in a black suit sat beside me. “Ahh young love..” he says while looking at the crowd of high school students dancing and laughing. “Yup..Did you ever love someone so much?” I asked him. “yeah..I had the best girlfriend any guy could ask for.” he said while looking at me with a smile. His smile was cute..It reminded me of someone.. “Had? So she's your ex?” I asked him. Maybe me and this person are in the same situation..Woonhak was also the best boyfriend i could ask for.

“Yeah..and I regret breaking her heart. I broke up with her because my parents didn't like her since she was a nobody.” oh.. “I also had a boyfriend..He was my everything.” i said to him “Also your ex?” he said while looking at me. He has warm brown eyes.. “He broke up with me because he didn't love me anymore. I act cold around him but I truly miss him” I felt my heart just crushed.

Every Time i remember that day I just crumble.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Let's break up.” woonhak said to me while avoiding eye contact. “What..are you serious woonhak??” I shouted at him. I was angry. I was angry that he won't look at me.

“I just don't love you anymore.”

a/n: This is my first time writing breakup scenes so dont judge AHAHA. Might write pt2 this week (?)

[kevinsdsy]

(Kevin and Renee anon again... Sorry) I agree with that other anon's hot take so much because it's true and I love how they pointed out the fact that he portrys his care via exy. And to expand on your point about the team for Jean, not only did he find him a team opposite to the Ravens, but he's been helping them help him adjust as well. He found Jean a team with people he trusts to be able to actually help him. Jean even protested it but Kevin knew it was what would help him.. And I'm always thinking about the scene of him asking for Jean's hand to check it, making sure he could still close it and mobilize it, I'm not sure if it's because of what happened to himself but augh, the way he knows Jean so well makes me ill. Any question Jeremy has about him, he's answered easily. His conversations with him are so tender and just....he really cares about Jean. Random head canon but I think his love language could be gift giving because of the trinkets and post cards he'd get Jean from his travels. Plus, in when he bought Neil the racket and I know it was with the team's card but I'm under the belief he just likes buying stuff because it's easier to express that he cares and notices those he loves through buying them things he knows they'll enjoy/like. Not to mention he allowed Neil to fully be sure of his choices instead of going by himself and just getting a racquet he deemed the best.

Somebody fucking talk about History with him right now, I just know he'd be so animated while talking about it. It's literally an important interest that's set aside exy and yet they ignore him to then complain he's "all exy" 🙂‍↔️.

I can write much more and more coherently but it's 7am and I'm running on 2hrs of sleep and m&m's myb 🙂‍↕️ I can't promise this is my last Kevin Day anon but uhm I'll stop being annoying for now 🧎

GODDD THE SCENE WITH HIM ANALYSING JEAN’S HAND AND HIM TAKING THE TIME TO PREPARE JEREMY TO JEAN’S ARRIVAL IS JUST SO !!!!! makes me cry just thinking about it actually ntm when jeremy calls him asking if riko broke kevin’s hand and it’s so noticeable how kevin is jumping around the topic a bit. instead of immediately answering he asks if jean has told them about it and then he finally admits the truth and tells jeremy it’s something he doesn’t tell people since the issue is resolved now anyways and it’s all just so !!!!!

his love language being gift giving/acts of service is also such a good headcanon and i think it fits him so well especially like !!! especially because he went out of his way to buy jean magnets & get him postcards whenever he was away

HISTORY KEVIN DAY IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME!!! like the nerd is reading history books for fun and watching every history documentary he can get around to and i think he will go through phases when he starts hyperfixtating on specific topics (but i’m not as familiar with a lot of history topics so i can’t really give my take on which topics that would be) which also leads to my headcanon of him needing glasses, but hiding this fact by wearing lenses, because why would we not want to make him a history nerd wearing glasses and carrying books around him at all times like

AND PLSSS you’re MORE than welcome joining me in my inbox i LOVE talking about kevin he’s fr the loml

[daydreamingmia]

Walker Scobell X Reader I Series | You Belong With Me 🔱 Part 23

A WHOLE LAND?! 🌊🏰Part 2 🩵

You and Walker were sitting on your bed now watching tv

The three come in your bedroom door and Dior hands you the soda

"Thank you!" You smile

"Of course!l Dior replies as the three sit on the bed

"I can't believe it! This is so insane!" Dior says

"I know right! What am I gonna wear?" You think out loud

"I don't know. But you'll look beautiful" Walker looks at you with love in his eyes

"Aww thank you" you blush

Since when did he get so nice??

Ohhhh this was the first time the two of you were going back to Disneyland since your first date! Is he nervous? Is he happy? Both?

You don't really wanna say it in front of Aryan, Dior and Charlie so you text him.

(My phone is acting weird so it’s gonna not be a picture😭 sorry!!)

My seaweed brain🥰😜😘

Sup😎

Sup?

So…

So?

Well…

Well??

Hmm…

Spit it out!!

What do you want?!

Well…rude😔

How do you feel about

going to Disneyland again?🥰

I’m thrilled!

Really?😁

Of course! We are gonna walk

through there and remember

all the amazing memories of

our first date

Awwwww!

I love you so much!!🥹😎😘

I love you too

NOW SHUT UP I WANNA WATCH TV

You love tv more than you love me😭

Yup

🖕

—A FEW MOMENTS LATER🍍 (the next day)—

You didn't sleep last night...you were too excited. Walker sweetly said he would stay up with you but...he kinda fell asleep within like 10 minutes of saying that 🤦‍♀️

You were scrolling through your instagram watching edits people made of you and Walker when you look at the time and see it's 5am

"It's late enough" you think to yourself

You lean over Walker as you just stare at him with your face like a centimeter apart

He didn't even wake up💀

"Wake up" you slap him

"Ow" he grumbles as he winces

He opens his eyes and sees how close your face is

He screams😒

"Why did you wake me up to that terror?!" He complains

"Well silly me for thinking you would smile to see the love of your life when you wake up" you roll your eyes

"I would be! Do you know where she is?" He jokes

"Yeah she's sitting here thinking would they miss Walker at the grand opening...eh I'll take my chances" you reply as he just glares at you

"It's 5 am!" He complains

"Yeah so" you shrug

"You woke me up an hour early!" He whines

"Oopsie" you smirk

"I want you to know I really hate you" he grumbles

"I want you to know that you didn't stay awake with me last night and this is your punishment" you laugh at him

"Did you at least pack before you woke me up" he rolls his eyes

"Uhm...yeeeaaaaaaaaaahhhh?" You look away as he rolls his eyes

——

(Sorry for the time skip lol)

When you get to Disneyland you go through their secret underground tunnels so nobody sees you. Nobody knows still! They just said there is going to be a special Disney plus event today but thats it!

"Do you think anybody is suspicious?" Walker asked you

"I don't know. But boy is everyone gonna be surprised" you laugh

They take you up the stairs and come out a door to the Percy Jackson land.

It is breathtaking! The whole place was decorated like camp halfblood!

"So there are 4 rides, there will be meet and greets with cast members dressed as you, there will be random characters, saytures and campers walking around at all times, there will be a show where the scene where Luke and Percy fight in the first book on stage, there will be a capture the flag game every 4 hours and at night campers will tell stories by the fire. Any questions?" The last asks

"Can we like go on these rides and test them out?" Walker asks with a look in his eye like he's 5

"Yeah that would be amazing!" You agree

"Of course! You will go on all of the rides now and also a few times with the first guests" the lady explains

You and Walker look at each other then the girl. She gives you a smirk kind of like "oh so you two are literally both Percy"

You are Walker dart off in a race to the first ride. You were still holding hands so Walker was trying to push you back. You crash your shoulder into him cause ing him to stumble and you get a foot of a lead. You suddenly came to an extreme stop. You look back at the rest of the group.

"The ride is that way" the lady points in the complete other direction

"See Walker I told you it was that way" you lie

"You know you should have known...after all you are supposed to be a wise girl" he smirks

"And you're supposed to be funny but that didn't work out for you either" you reply as he rolls his eyes

The two of you walk back up to the group

"There is also a gift shop over there" the woman pointed

"Hey can we check that out first?" Dior asks

"Sure" the lady replies

You walk inside and it had all the merch. Shirts and necklaces and a bunch of blue candy.

"Awww look it's a percabeth necklace" you show smiles

"Walker?" You turn around and see him running back to you

"Hey" he says casually

"Uh where did you just go?" You ask

"Nowhere" he shrugs

"Perseus Jackson where do you just go?" You stare at him

"Ugh I bought you this" he gets down on one knee and pulls something from behind his back

It was a RING...pop😒 (aka candy)

"Oh thank you!" You smile and kiss him

"You look like you were expecting something else" he says knowing you so well

"Well..nope never mind" you shrug

"Come on! Now I'm curious!" He complains

"I'm not telling" you roll your eyes

"She though you were gonna propose" Aryan says casually walking past the two of you

"ARYAN!" You yell as he just leaves and walks faster

"You thought I was gonna propose?" Walker asks

"Maybe" you mumble

"Wise girl I love you but we are only 15" he says sweetly holding your shoulders

"I didn't say I was happy about it" you joke

"Oh well then to keep you happy I guess I won't ever propose" he smirks

"ha. ha. You think your so funny" you mock

"I am" he smiles

"I also got you this" he says mischievously as he pulls a water blaster from his back and squirts you in the face

"Walker!!" You scream as you fight him for it

A guest at Disneyland's POV

My mom, sister and I have been here since the park opened. Let's just say I'm not a morning person. I'm absolutely exhausted.

Wait I'm getting ahead of myself. Hi! My name is Sofia! I am 13! I'm at Disneyland right now because I thought it would be fun to come here for my birthday!...Okay I'm gonna be honest why I asked to come here for my birthday...Walker Scobell and y/n came here for their first date and I think that's so cool! Call me weird but I just wanted to come here after that and think they stood right here. Am I a little obsessed with Percy Jackson?...maybe👀 but isn't everyone?

We were walking by some sort of thing Disney covered. It was probably related to the Disney plus event today. Suddenly is heard a girl scream.

"Walker!" She yelled

OMG I KNOW THAT VOICE ANYWHERE!! AND SAYING WALKER!! OMG!! OMG!!

"They're here" I blurt out and suddenly stop

"Who?" My mom asks as both my sister and she stop with me

"Walker Scobell and Y/n. They're here" I smile

"What?! can you feel them through the force my padawan?" my sister jokes

"No seriously! They're here! I'm sure of it! A girl with the same exact voice as y/n just yelled at Walker from behind this wall!" You exclaim

"Wait are you serious?" She asks

"Yes! I'm dead serious!" You reply

I turn to the wall and try to peak through the cracks

"What are you gonna do?" My mom asked me

"Well if I know my sister she's probably about to climb this wall" my sister jokes

"Oooo!! Do you think I could?" I ask excitedly

"No!!" The say in unison

"Okay okay fine" I reply

I take a selfie and post it on my Snapchat.

Immediately it went viral

"Sofia come on we can't just wait for them to come out" my mom says

"Ugh fine" I pout as we walk off

3rd person pov

"Walker I'm soaked now!" You whine

"Oh stop complaining" he rolls his eyes

You snatch the blaster from him and squirt the water at him

"I'm Percy Jackson do you think a little water is gonna hurt me?" he rolls his eyes

"Yes it wouldn't hurt Percy Jackson but I know you've got ptsd from filming in water so much" you smirk

"So you did it on purpose?!" He yells kind of a proud smile

"Maybe" you giggle

"You are so Loki's sister" walker laughs

"Just call me little mischief" you giggle

——

You go on the first ride. The tunnel of love one!

The entrance to the ride was just like the show. I don't know what it's called but you know what I mean.

You all separated into different boats. The boat only allows two...hehe romantic.

Walker helps you sit down and you cuddle into his chest. It reminded you of filming.

Just like the show the first thing that happened was the projections on the walls!

🎶What is love? Baby don't hurt me🎶

"I feel like I've heard this before...like in an orthodontist's office maybe" you hear Walker's voice say

But it wasn't Walker. It sounded like his voice during filming. Boy has his voice changed since then.

You then look to your left at boat with 2 animatronics of you and Walker (aka you and Percy) floats along with the two of you

You look at Walker and he looks like a little kid in a candy story. Huge smile and amazed!

"Wait I know this. This is Hephaestus's story" you hear your animatronic say

Wow they looked so real it was kind of creepy

Awww Walker looks so small next to you back then

Sorry ADHD lol back to the ride...maybe you actually are a halfblood

You look at Walker and he's just looking at you lovingly

"What?" You ask

"Nothing. This ride just reminds me how much fun we had filming...and how amazing it was to fall in love with you" he smiles as you blush

"I was thinking the same thing" you reply as he kisses you

The two of you are interrupted by your own voices lol

"Rejected by Hera"

"Rejected by Aphrodite"

"My mom told me these stories all the time.

I remember this."

"She said..."

"What?"

"She said this is what the gods are like to each other"

"This is the kind of family they are"

"Why didn't you wanna say that just now?"

"She was trying to keep me away from you guys"

"Maybe you were right"

"Maybe she should have been preparing me better"

"Maybe she was preparing you"

"So when you got to us you'd be different than this"

You look at Walker and he's mouthing the words that the animatronics are saying

You hear the crashing of water in front of you

Well I guess this ride has drops

The boat with the two animatronics floats behind a wall as you hear the animatronic yell "Percy!"

Walker hold you right as you go over the drop...which by the way was huge

"Well now I'm soaked again" you laugh

"This really does remind me of filming now" he rolls his eyes

"Percy stand up! I mean it!" You turn the corner and see Percy in the chair

"It's okay" he says softly

"I'm okay" he says sooo sweet

You're almost tearing up watching this...which is a little weird I mean it's you and Walker

“Remember when the water jet went off and I went flying into the wall?” Walker laughs

“Of course I do! You tried to grab me so you wouldn’t hit the wall! I call it a murder attempt” you jokingly punch him

“You know…I can push you off of this boat” he smirks

“You know…I can kill you” you threaten

“So what? You threaten to kill me all the time” he rolls his eyes

“Yeah but if you push me I’ll have no choice but to follow through” you shrug

You look foward as see…

Another drop...yay😒

You get to the next scene and see Percy and you hugging

Awwwwwwwww

"Don't ever do that again seaweed brain" you hear Annabeth say

"I love you too wise girl" you hear Percy say with a little smirk in his voice

You get to the end of the ride and wait for everyone to get out

"So what did you think?" You ask them

"Ahh I loved it so much" Dior squeals

"Eh I was waiting for Luke to come in and stab you or something" Luke jokes

"What?!" You turn around sharply as he laughs

"Yeah I mean where was Grover? He's the best character and they forgot about him" Aryan pouts

"I think it's because he's not the best character" walker jokes as Aryan just glared at him

Okay so I'm just gonna describe the rest of the rides you all because it'll take too long to write about you and Walker on the ride right now.

So there is one where you get in a seat and "put on" Luke's winged shoes. You go by a room where Luke is projected and is pacing as he tells you the rules.

"To take flight say Maia. Percy, Grover and Annabeth will meet you." Luke says

The ride takes you through all of camp halfblood and more. Suddenly a monster (aka Mrs. Dodds) attacks you. Percy and Annabeth protect you as Grover accidentally flies away lol

There is a connu (idk if that’s how you spell it lol) where you float through the lake at camp halfblood and Chiron tells stories about the camp and stuff.

There is a "car ride" whet Percy along with Annabeth and Grover drive you to camp halfblood as you are getting attacked by a Minotaur. You've seen Percy's driving...it's a miracle you survive.

There's also like shows and stuff😁

A/n: alright everyone this is gonna have at least 3 parts. I have a surprise in the next chapter😘 again I wrote this at like 5 am so ther may be mistakes😭

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR READING!! I LOVE YOU SOOO SOOO SOOO MUCH!! If you liked the story please like, comment and share!! You are all amazing and I appreciate each and every one of you!!

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