#i guess im not adding anything new here

[smytherines]

Spies are noir

[angy-grrr]

thoughts:

Himiko Toga never chose a villain name because she has always been the monster and demon for others, internalizing it. But also because she isnt trying to be someone else, but proudly show herself and her love -AFO exploited this to reaffirm the previous, so she never even realized she could give her blood for others.

Ochako Uraraka's goal and arc isn't finished until we see a few main points: "who will save heroes?" A discussion about heroism and saving, and I wouldnt be too surprised if saving villains also come up here as a developed version of the first. They are all people, and that's what matters over their assigned roles. "Himiko Toga". Where is she? Ochako's arc can't be finished until we see or hear what ended up happening. "What does she feel about it all?" She needs a resolution and express her feelings, and with the hiding she has done recently I cant help but wonder even more about Himiko's state, as she is the person who makes Ochako feel safe enough to talk about her thoughts. And lastly"You like him, dont you?" What will happen with her love for Izuku? Is she going to hide it, confess, talk about it more with Himiko? I still think about "the reveal" during her fight with her, and her hair covering her whole face... It could be because she "needs" to tell and show her whole face to Izuku*. I would prefer it another way tho

*She said she admires Himiko for being able to say her feelings and love who she does with her whole face, if I remember correctly, while remembering an Izuku who is looking somewhere (someone?) else smiling. I believe its important that she doesnt have her face shown there, but we still dont have a clear reason why. Is she just not able to show that love to Himiko because she hasn't shown Izuku first? Is it because she no longer feels it? In the next panel she says shes now going to stop her, we can see her face, and her mouth is covered in blood. Is it because their battle was never about him? Because she is ashamed of those feelings? Because she doesn't want to engage in them?

With chapter 425 taking us by surprise because of her first interaction with Midoriya after the war, I prefer to think she has her hair covering her face because she still can't be honestly herself with him. Partially? Yes completely, but she can't tell him her feelings like with Himiko.

I hope she expresses her feelings to the class, to her parents, her friends, the civilians... but I really don't think a confession to him and him only would solve anything.

She doesn't want or can't chase him and his feelings like with Himiko; Izuku is acting weird, upset about many things, and she doesn't see that, im sure she would have tried to help if she actually knew. Even tho she looks around to find a crying Himiko, she doesn't try to do the same now, and in fact rejects it; she decided her feelings are not for him or others to see, at least at the moment.

So how does Hori plan to change this in such little time? Is Izuku going to chase after her, when thats what he has always done with everything he wants? Doesn't he deserve to be chased back? Doesnt she deserve the right to decide how much of herself she wants to reveal to him? Or mourn the loss in her own terms, in case Toga's dead or she thinks she is?

With her feelings for both Midoriya and Toga she has tried to put heroism first, focus only on that; with the first one because she fails at her goals and just blindly imitates him without finding herself, and the second one because she shouldn't feel that way and questions herself over those quite frequently.

I have no idea if Horikoshi plans to make her put her feelings first for him over heroism like she did with her -risking it and acting against what a hero "should" do so they can both just be Himiko Toga and Ochako Uraraka.

I have no idea, but it would make me so sad if he did.

EDIT:

In chapter 424 we see Shoto first in the hospital, when the narration explains things cant be as simple as Deku thought as a kid. Then Ochako appears, with her arm over her stomach probably thinking about her fight. It can't end so easily, and I wouldnt be surprised if chapter 427 or 428 was about them.

Fun thought: what if Himiko is the one about to see Spinner? jkjkjk. It could be cute tho.

[transxfiles]

one of my top 10 hobbies has to be getting added to a large group chat and then people forgetting i am there.

[frankiebirds]

i do Not like the ending of a real rain im sorry this may be controversial.

i get what they're going for with hotch shooting the unsub. i get the foreshadowing of the past case where hotch talked a man down who was then acquitted and went on to kill again. i get the parallel of the unsub killing people who he feels were unfairly acquitted and then hotch killing him out of implied fear that he'll be acquitted by a sympathetic jury. but if you're going to attempt a parallel like that and have a character make a choice like that you need to commit to it i think? there's not even a conversation about it. i dont think it's ever brought up again, hotch doesn't even say anything.

one scene on the jet, if it was well-written enough, could make me accept the ending even if i dont like it, but no. the episode ends with hotch shooting a man who is surrendering and everyone is apparently fine with it?

(i'd like to note that this is a criticism of the writing, not hotch. i think this is an out-of-character choice without justification beyond "one time i talked a guy down and he got acquitted so this time ill shoot the guy as he surrenders. and then keep my job somehow". it just feels lazy and weird.)

[insignificantbab]

ofc im startin this in tha off season

[euphorajeon]

oh, the joy of having jeon jeongguk as a boyfriend | jjk

— pairing: boxer!jk x f. reader

— genre: fluff, slight smut | college!au, boxer!jk

— word count: 0.8k

— warnings: sleeveless jk, suggestive themes, usual boxer!jk and his gf shenanigans hahaha

— summary: you just want one bite.

— author's note: pls tell me im not the only one heavily affected by his vogue photoshoots D:

masterlist | boxer!gguk masterlist

“Just one, please?”

You’ve been at this for the past fifteen minutes. The first five you spent leaning your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder, enjoying the warmth on your cheek from the skin-on-skin contact. He was still unaware of your intentions, thinking it was just a silent gesture to initiate physical touch. He’d put his arm around you then, squeezing you further into his side.

The second five minutes you spent tracing his tattoos with the tips of your fingers. You paid special attention to your favorites—the tiger lily, the Winners Never Quit wording, and the recently-discovered moon on his shoulder (which you recolored with your own mouth some weeks ago)—and gripped his arm a bit tighter when you got to his bicep. The black tank top he’s wearing gives you too much of an easy access that you didn’t realize when you start squeezing your boyfriend’s bicep repeatedly like it’s your own personal stress ball.

“Babe, what are you doing?”

Jeongguk’s question triggered your next course of action, which you have been doing for the last one-third portion of the aforementioned fifteen minutes.

“Can I bite your arm?” was your opening line. When he blinks blankly, you continue with a paraphrased question, though it doesn’t really cease Jeongguk’s confusion: “Just one bite, please?”

“Why would you wanna bite my arm?” The puzzled look on Jeongguk’s face deepens, his thick eyebrows furrowing and scrunching up his face. A sliver of recognition flashes across his eyes as he squints at you in suspicion. “Are you horny again?”

“No, no.” You’re quick to deny. “It’s just—“ You give the bicep in your grasp yet another squeeze, watching, fascinated, as the skin bounces firmly in your hand. “—so … big, so sexy, so … delicious.” There’s a giant drooling emoji in your head right now and Jeongguk can only stare in part amusement and part confusion at his entranced girlfriend.

“Please, one bite?”

Your boyfriend’s eyes jump from your pleading eyes to your pouting lips, a tiny smile playing at the edge of his lips. The double piercing on the right side of his bottom lip taunts you, almost making you swerve to a whole new part of Jeongguk’s body to have between your lips and teeth. Oh, the joy of having a hot boyfriend.

“Okay.”

“Okay??”

“Okay, you can have one bite of my arm.”

You have your mouth on his arm not even a second after Jeongguk finishes his sentence. Sinking your teeth into the flesh, you’re careful to apply only a little pressure at the beginning before gradually adding more until you see Jeongguk grimacing from the corner of your eye. It’s his fault, though, for only giving you one bite of this big, sexy, and delicious inked arm. You’re just making the best use of the opportunity you were given.

In the seconds you spend attached to his arm, you think, why stop here? You could be doing so much more to this arm than just giving it a bite mark. So, with that in mind, you start to suck. The hiss Jeongguk lets out in surprise flashes something hot in your belly that you promptly ignore to continue your assault on his arm.

“I guess it’s kinda my fault, huh?” Jeongguk hums, his free hand tucking your hair behind your ear. The gesture seems sweet, innocent even, but the way he grips your nape after is anything but. “Always flaunting my tattoos, flexing my arms … even giving you surprise kisses. I wanted your attention and got more than what I asked for.” You pretend not to be affected by his words, now licking at the angry-red skin beneath the black ink. Jeongguk doesn’t need to know how much this is turning you on.

“I didn’t say anything about giving me a hickey, though.”

Jeongguk’s grip has moved from your nape to your hair, where he gives a slight tug to pull you away from his arm. When you look up, your blurry vision is met with Jeongguk’s piercing stare, making excitement course through your veins. You didn’t plan for any of this to happen—you just wanted to bite his arm, really—but if Jeongguk wants to teach you a lesson for what you did to him, you’d happily be a good student and accept whatever he decides to give you.

“Exactly,” you challenge him, grinning. “You didn’t say anything about it, therefore, there’s no reason for me not to give you a hickey.”

“Huh.” He squints his eyes. “You said you weren’t horny, didn’t you?” Your heart drops to your stomach as he leans forward to start tracing your neck with his nose, planting a tiny kiss on it. “So it won’t be a problem if I don’t let you cum while I use you to make myself cum, right?” The sickeningly-sweet smile on his lips contradicts the lewdness of his words. “You’re not horny so you don’t need to cum, am I right?”

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.

Oh, the joy of having Jeon Jeongguk as a boyfriend.

— a/n: thank you for reading! feedbacks here would be very much appreciated :D

[chrisevansonly]

𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

✯social media au

✯charles leclerc x female reader

✯surprise surprise, a new leclerc is on the way!

✯not requested, just wanted to post a little something, im still struggling with writing motivation :/ but i might do a pt2 to this if people like it<3

part 2 part 3

ynleclerc

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little baby leclerc coming soon, i can’t wait to be a parent with you charles, our baby is the luckiest little one in the world♥️

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charles_leclerc je t’aime tellement chérie

charles_leclerc can’t wait for this new adventure❤️

>ynleclerc i love you so so much ❤️

carlossainz55 baby ferrari alert!!!!

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charles_leclerc

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last summer as a family of two, can’t wait to be a family of three❤️

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username DAD LECLERC INCOMING

username y/n looks so beautiful!!!

lilyhme @:y/nleclerc babe you are looking stunning!!

>ynleclerc my angel you!!! miss you so much🩷

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ynleclerc family of three omg 🥹

ynleclerc i’m so excited 🩷🩷

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scuderiaferrari we’ll save the best seat for them!!

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ynleclerc

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i will forever be very thankful for charles who takes me out at 3:30 in the morning for the most strange cravings that sometimes takes us a few hours out of town. even if i’m crying feeling bad he does his best to cheer me up, make me laugh and keep me happy. he is the absolute best husband in the world, and he’s going to be the most amazing father, thank you for being you my love🩷

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charles_leclerc i’d do anything for you, i love you❤️

>ynleclerc i love you more:(

carlossainz55 yet you wouldn’t walk 3 feet to get me a sandwich…hmm

>charles_leclerc mate it was right in front of you

>carlossainz55 I WANTED TO FEEL IMPORTANT

username carlos just wants to be loved too 😭

arthur_leclerc don’t forget the time he came over and raided my fridge knowing i had the specific jello you liked….

>ynleclerc thank you thur🥺🥺

charles_leclerc

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closer and closer everyday 🩷🩵

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>ynleclerc not yet!!! 🥰

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>charles_leclerc soon mon ange, soon❤️

>ynleclerc not soon enough 🥺

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landonorris my money is on girl

>carlossainz55 mines on boy

>danielricciardo im w carlos

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username the grid guesses 👀

[acidburnsthings]

A PICK-ME-UP//TW\\ part one

pairing: toto wolff x bakeryowner!reader

description: coffee is a morning ritual that toto can't skip... so when a new bakery opens near the mercedes-amg HQ, he can't help, but pay a visit...

faceclaim: various pinterest girls

sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery something is brewing in our coffee pot....

user1 omg maybe some new pastries... haven't added anything new in a while...

user2 or a new location... i think i head whispers about a new location last time i came by...

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery As Greta van Fleet once said ˝A Change is Gonna Come˝ We would like to welcome you to our new main location in Ludwigsburg, Baden-Württemberg! The decision to move came up a while ago and we've now acted on it! The old location in Stuttgart will remain where it is so you won't be missing out on anything!

Can't wait to see you all in the coming weeks!

user2 CALLED IT!

user1 ok, we get it

user3 OMG i dont have to go to stuttgart to get my fav cake anymore!!! GOD IS GOOD!

user4 so dramatic... but yes

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets just a normal week in my life...

user6 she is genuinely so aesthetically pleasing to follow, it is unbelievable, like i calm down whenever she posts????

user7 the composition, i feel like is what makes it so calming user8 ok yall are digging to much and making it philosophical, its nice to look at and thats it

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery its better to stick with the classics...

user10 OMG they look so goood!!!!

user11 right, i only get them from here!! user12 i tried to make them myself at home, not even close to theirs user11 i think its the love y/n puts into the sweets and the bakery that makes them so good user12 mh, fr fr

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets always was and always will be... a mercedes girl

user13 her hair, OMG!!!!

user14 the mercedes, the martinis, the moody autumn pic... madame!! you are HER!!!!

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery a little something for our favs at @.mercedesamgf1

user15 honestly, i've been waiting for the moment they reach out to her, she's close and a HUGE merc fan, im surprised they didnt do it sooner

mercedesamgf1 thank you for having us, the sweets were AMAZING, didnt manage so snatch one, i fear

sfos_bakery don't worry admin, just drop by after work mercedesamgf1 🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery a big thank you to everyone for the pics, keep 'em coming

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets just the two of us <3

user17 oh?

user18 👀 user19 👀

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery by popular demand, bringing back some fo our original items, matcha and matcha lattes as well as the pumpernickel bread, in both loaf and toast variation, hope you will enjoy it now as you did before!!<<33

user19 now we know where toto will be getting breakfast ahahahaha

user20 i genuinely cant imagine him in a small, aesthetic bakery, i feel like he'd look so out of place user19 but it'd be so funny user20 yeaaah hahahha

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets guess who?

user21 so he's staying? we have a dad now?

user22 so it seems

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets 🤎

user23 MOTHER!!!

user24 ugh the MERCEDESSSS!!!!

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sfos_bakery

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sfos_bakery us + the merc gang = one big happy family <3

mercedesamgf1 who's last name are we taking?

sfos_bakery 🤷🏻‍♀️👀

lewishamilton i called in advance this time

sfos_bakery (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

user25 a collab we ??kinda?? expected, but cute nonetheless

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mercedesamgf1

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mercedesamgf1 us and @.y/nsweets make quite the family, don't we?

also she brought some eclairs, so she gets extra points on the favs list....

y/nsweets the best one, i think

mercedesamgf1 think so too

user26 MOTHER IN THE PADDOCK! I REPEAT, MOTHER IN THE PADDOCK!!

user27 and she brought (l)eclairs user26 i see what u did there

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y/nsweets

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y/nsweets as previously stated, a mercedes girl <3 thank you @.mercedesamgf1 for inviting me<3

mercedesamgf1 mwah!

y/nsweets mwah!

user28 i think we know who's her favourite son...

user29 i bet she call him lew y/nsweets i call him an idiot lewishamilton rude... user28 yeeeeah... he's the favourite

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if anybody else wants to be tagged, send me a DM or an ask!

[bedoballoons]

Hear me out!!! Lyney/Albedo/Wanderer/Xiao catching reader getting high and getting off alone to pictures of them!! /w\ Some punishment maybe for having fun by themselves hehe

KDBSKDNDK YES! Thank you for you're request and I hope you enjoy! Sorry for lack of posts, had a lot going on the past few days!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~High and having fun~༺}

CW: Nsfw! MDNI! Reader gets high, punishments, teasing, fingering, cursing, spanking with a ruler in Albedos, a bit of degradation in Wanderers, rough sex, pet names: (Lyney: Mon chérie/amour, Wanderer: Slut, Albedo: Love), GN reader!

(Includes: Lyney, Albedo, Wanderer, and Xiao!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

You bit your lip, your cheeks warm with a deep red blush and your eyes glazed over with lust... you never would have guessed getting high could have such a effect on you, but as your hands slowly ran down your body...stopping to play with your eager hole while you while you looked at the picture of your magician...you felt so warm all over...so...good. You moaned out quietly as you dipped your fingers inside of yourself, the feeling of it heightened in your dazed state.

"Ngh-hhh Lynneyy~" You gasped out his name breathlessly, your digits now pumping steadily in and out of your entrance greedily, for a split second you thought you might actually get away with doing things all alone...and then he spoke, "My my my...mon chérie, never would I have guessed you'd attempt to have this kinda fun without me here, you know thats against the rules...and here I was with a romantic night all planned out for us, seems I'll have to save that for another time.."

"Noo...I wanna be romantic...I wanna be with you....i-im sorry please." You shook your head, rubbing your thighs together needily while he smirked at you...a devilish glint in his bright violet eyes, "You're the one who broke the rules mon amour...your going to finish what you started, all by yourself and if I catch you finishing without my permission...there will be consequences."

You didnt really hear his threat...licking your lips as you looked him up and down..., he noticed your stares and you could have sworn he winked at you, but your fantasy was cut short when he gestured for you to continue...even though you no longer wanted to...no you'd much rather have him continue for you, "Lynneyy pretty please...I'm s-sorry...I just felt so warm and mnn so ready for you, pleeeasee.."

"I won't tell you again...begin. I wanna see a show~" He leaned back against the wall, his attention entirely yours...which usually would have left you feeling shy, but that wasn't a option and you had no choice but to follow his instructions, teasing your hole with your fingers yet again, picturing his tip doing so instead, sinking your digits so deep inside...spreading yourself with a moan while Lyney watched.

"Nhhh l-lyneyy~" You imagined his cock in place of your fingers, so deep in you while you shouted out his name for everyone to hear...your body quivering with each pump of your didgets. You repositioned yourself so he could see better, instantly seeing the new bulge in his tight clothing that made you shiver with excitement, "L-lyney ahhh lyne-eey p-please.." You could feel your core tightening with ecstasy, your release inching closer and closer.

He grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes while you continued to desperately moan out for him, "You wanna finish the show hmm... I don't know if I should let you mon chérie~" You shut your eyes tightly, your body feeling hot all over and his touch only adding to the wildfire of needs building up inside of you, "P-pleeease ahh~" He chuckled at your response, admiring your handiwork for a moment he decided you'd had enough...for now. "Alright...show me the end~"

You came on the spot, breathing roughly as your wetness dripped down your legs...and wanting more than anything else to help out your magician...with his newfound problem.

𑁍༄Albedo:

You touched Albedos picture, imagining what he would do to you if he caught you in the position you were in right now...playing with yourself in his lab while under the influence, not caring for a second if someone were to walk in....making a mess all over his desk. You couldn't help it, you'd lost your filter and all you wanted now was his hands on you, his cock grazing your insides as you gasped for relief...it just sounded so good.

You tilted your head back, remembering his lips against your skin and his voice deep in your ear, all of it causing you to moan loudly "Ahhhhah~" unaware the door had opened...and a certain pale blonde had found you, his blue eyes shimmering with excitement at your shenanigans. He picked up the ruler you'd thrown aside...smacking it against his palm and instantly drawing your attention away from your activities, your hands pausing mid motion, "A-a-albedo...I was j-just-"

"Love...get off my desk, in fact please...bend over it, back towards me, I want to try something~" You gulped...sliding off his desk and turning around...your ass out in the open for him, the sight of you enough to make his cock twitch in his pants as he lined up the ruler.

Smack!

The ruler harshly hit your skin, leaving a burning sensation that had tears welling up in your eyes and a pained moan escape your lips....

Smack!

Again the ruler hit your rear end and then again and again, until your ass was bright red...and you were begging for some sort of relief, apologizing more times than you could count...

𑁍༄Wanderer:

You laid back, sprawled out on the bed you and Wanderer usually shared, breathing heavily with a sinful look on your face and clutching your boyfriends picture in your hand while your other busied itself with pleasuring your entrance. Your whole body was on fire, senses on overdrive and your lower regions throbbing with desire, craving his touch.

You couldn't stop yourself, especially with your mind already hazy from getting high just moments before and your touch starved body wanting his...you were almost hoping Wanderer would find you at this point. Little did you know... he already had, in fact he'd been there for awhile, enjoying your desperate pleas for his cock and how easy it was for you to get off just from his picture alone, he was more than a little turned on by it.

"Well, look at this..what a dirty little slut~"

You sat straight up, a excited shiver running down your spine, "W-wanderer...when did you g-get back hmm?" He smirked at you, catching you off guard when he harshly shoved you back onto the mattress and started undoing his shorts eagerly, "Shut it, you've got me all hot and bothered and now you're gonna pay for it, I'm sure that won't be a issue considering how high off your ass you are, horny bitch." Your home quivered and his rude words, god you'd missed him so much...

You were lucky you had prepared yourself because he sure as hell wasn't going to do it for you, his tip grazing your entrance while you moaned in delight and then dug your nails into his back as he shoved his entire length into you without remorse, thrusting so roughly you could barely breath, you shouted at him to go slower but he merrily laughed in your face " You w-were so cock hungry early...I'm just giving you w-what you wanted~" He groaned into your ear, his dick pounding into you with such force you couldn't even remember your own name, "Ahh! P-lease p-please! Ngh-hh!"

"You can cum w-when I do slut." He lifted your leg over his shoulder, going even deeper into you while you struggled to keep your climax at bay, your tight walls making him drunk with lust and pushing him so far over the edge. "F-fuuck~" He slammed his dick into you one last time, his hot sticky seed shooting into you while you screamed out his name, finishing so hard you could see celestia...for now you'd enjoy it, but tomorrow...you probably wouldn't even be able to stand.

𑁍༄Xiao:

You grinded yourself on on Xiaos bulge, your face absolutely red with blush since he'd caught you cumming on your own fingers, the picture you always had of him now soiled by your own wetness. His hands were holding your hips in place, his lips on your neck while you begged him desperately to fuck you and attempted to get any amount of friction you could, you were so needy and completely unashamed due to being under the influence...

"Xiao, i-i know I was b-bad but i-i-"

He put his finger to your mouth, signalling for you to be quiet before letting his hand travel down your stomach to your heat, his yellow eyes gleaming with mischief as he played with you, toying with you like he'd actually let you finish. "How dare you not call for me...not say my name while you did dirty things to yourself~" You hid your face with your hands, moaning breathlessly at your overstimulated hole getting pleasured all over again, "I-im s-ooorry! Mnngh! D-dont stop p-please doont s-stop!"

He shook his head, acting like he was disappointed in you while he pumped his digits in and out of your entrance with haste, your core tightening around him eagerly as you let out a loud gasp when you feeling yourself getting close.

And then it stopped, a whine escaping your lips, "N-no I'm sorry i-im sorry!"

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[holllandtrash]

muse | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader

after stepping back from music following a bad break up and a label drop, y/n returns and is on the search for a new muse, you just never thought you'd find it in italy sabrina carpenter faceclaim - a lot of reading with this one im so sorry

there is a spotify playlist to go along with this au if you're wanting to listen to the songs used/mentioned throughout, listen here (i suggest it bc the lyrics of some songs are important hehe)

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yourusername thanks for letting me take some time away♡ new things are coming, stay tuned

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sofiacarson we missed u

dovecameron welcome back b❤️❤️

ynismygf SHES BLONDE AND WE'RE GETTING NEW MUSIC? im screaming

happy4u if we get a break up album im gna use it as an excuse to break up w my boyfriend

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zendaya 🔥🔥🔥🔥

ynfanclub girl drop the album

yourusername girl its been 2 weeks i dont have an album

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yourusername when in italy...drop a new song for the first time in 8 months

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dovecameron okay girly pop off

ynfanclub I THOUGHT WE WEREN'T GETTING A BREAK UP ALBUM

yourusername ITS JUST ONE SONG ynfanclub IM SCREAMING

ynismommy italy is good for her, i support this

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yourusername these last few days have been incredible, thank you italy for being so welcoming and thank you scuderia ferrari for allowing me to sing a few old songs on stage to celebrate your old company

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scuderiaferrari anytime 🫡🫡

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yourusername what is a paddock formulayn charles is flirting with her and she has no idea

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yourusername new music may come sooner than we thought

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goldenyn SHE FOUND A MUSE SHES BACK TO WRITING

formulayn i bet you ANYTHING its charles, y/n probably took one look at him and was like yep i could write 10 songs about you no problem

yourbestfriend the flowers...👀 girl call me

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paddockupdates Y/N L/N sporting an all red attire at Circuit of the Americas!! Guess that week in Italy really did turn her into a Ferrari Fan

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charr16 love to see her at the races but also..bestie...we need more music

formulayn Y/N is at a race i repeat, y/n iS AT THE RACE

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charles_leclerc P1 and Fastest Lap 👊🏁 What an incredible race❤️

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yourusername gooooo charles !!

formulayn girl just say you love him its okay we all do

teamcharles maybe y/n is the teams good luck charm, she should go to more races

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yourusername woman of the hour ep...drops friday

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formulayn im really reading into the whole red theme a bit too much

leclerrspaddock same

dovecameron i've been waiting for this one

charles_leclerc can't wait

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yourusername happy woman of the hour release day ♡ thank you to the fans who have been so patient and supportive throughout my entire break (and my return to the studio) thank you to my friends for deleting numbers and blocking the pages i couldn't bring myself to and thank you to my muse❤️ i can't wait to write more songs about you in the future

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charles_leclerc this is my favourite album

sofiacarson ❤️❤️❤️❤️

formulayn IS THAT CHARLES IN THE LAST PIC i can't breath

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formulayn so they met that first week in italy and fell in love and have just been secretly dating this whole time...cool cool cool cool cool🥹

goldenyn im glad she put her energy into charles instead of a break up album🥺🥺 y/n deserves to be happy

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[cat3ch1sm]

💚~ hi!! this is my first fic in so long, im so sorry for disappearing for almost two months ... idk I've been at a loss for motivation for a while. happy new years i guess😭. but it's a story based off of @a-hazbin-reader recent headcanons about alastor (first hazbin hotel writing!! exciting !!) i happened to come across it and immediately saw a fic idea finally. all credits to them and the person who requested the original writing (hope they see this too lololol) !!! also yes my anime writings will also return so yayy im officially back!!

heads up this is super long it's like 15 pages cause ya girl got a little carried away 😅 i hope you all enjoy and reqs are open for all!

🌲❦(๑˙❥˙๑)~ mentions of violence , abuse, bit of blood, alcohol, language, lewd language a little bit at the start, fem!reader

alastor x fem!reader

"Angel. Are you able to draw absolutely anything else?"

The aforementioned spider demon stared straight at Charlie with his brow arched and a shit-eating smirk on his lips. Beside his face he haughtily held up a sheet of paper with one of four hands, a drawing depicting nothing other than a giant penis.

"Nope." He popped the "p."

The hotel residents and employees, including Angel, Husk, Vaggie, Nifty, you, and Alastor were doing Charlie's usual scheduled feel-good activity. The devil's daughter had given out paper and pencils, gathered everyone in a circle and told everyone to draw something that made them happy. And of course Angel Dust, lewd as always, had spent a frankly concerning amount of time drawing the member currently on display on his paper.

Everyone just stared at the drawing in silence. Examining it while Angel continued to hold it up with not an ounce of shame on his face.

"Why is it... anatomically correct?" you finally questioned, tilting your head and squinting at the piece.

Vaggie, sitting beside her girlfriend, let out an exasperated groan, looking from the drawing to Angel with undisguised revulsion. "Angel Dust. First you drew pills, then you drew a liquor bottle, and for the last three goddamn turns we've given you, you've drawn a dick. Come on. Are you even trying-"

"Whadd'ya mean?" Angel asked innocently. "Charlie said to draw somethin' that makes me happy. Dicks make me happy. And as a worker here, you shouldn't be judgin' me," the porn star added smugly, making Vaggie let out an impatient growl.

Business as usual in the Hazbin Hotel.

"Well, I mean, you can't really say he didn't try," Husk deadpanned in a gravelly voice. "I mean, look at the vein-"

Ding dong!

"Oh, wow, hey, someone's at the door!" You'd never seen anyone move as fast as Charlie in that moment, and Vaggie was in close pursuit. In a split second, Nifty's tiny frame was flying after them both.

"Someone's at the door!" Nifty repeated in a high-pitched voice.

"Right. While they're distracted, I need a damn dick- fuck. Drink," Husk snapped, rising from his place on the floor. Angel immediately started laughing while Husk wasted no time lighting into him. "Shut up. You and your fucking anatomically correct dick got into my head," you could hear Husk snarl while Angel's taunting laughs never ceased as they headed off to the bar.

With those two gone, it was just you sitting in the circle, blinking. "Right," you murmured, standing up and dusting yourself off.

"Well, my dear? What did you draw?" came the oh-so-familiar drone of the Radio Demon's voice from the corner of the room. You couldn't help the smile that spread across your lips at the sound of it, and glanced up to see Alastor standing with his trusty mic stand, beckoning you to come closer. Of course, you obliged.

You scoffed a little, smile turned slightly sarcastic. "Well... I was going to draw you, but Angel suddenly became the Picasso of Penises and I didn't get around to it."

Alastor laughed good-naturedly, wrapping an arm around your waist and planting a gentle kiss on your head. "Ah, always the sentimental one, aren't you, my dear? Well, no matter. It's the thought that counts."

Your smile turned genuine again at his gesture and Alastor noticed. "There's that smile, sweetheart. Now, if you'd just keep it on your face at all times without fail, we could be quite the formidable pair."

You kissed your teeth with mock exasperation and lightly shoved Alastor away. "Oh, here you go again. And I thought we were having a moment. Alastor, my face just cannot stay like yours for that long-"

Before you could finish your sentence, Charlie came rushing back into the room, her sudden entrance startling you a little. She made her way up to you and Alastor. "Hey, um, Y/N? There's a woman at the door who says she's looking for you. She seems really upset."

Your face wrinkled in confusion. Someone looking for you? You weren't friends with anyone really outside the Hotel and those affiliated with it, so you had no clue who would be searching for you. You glanced at Charlie with a "What's going on?" look and with some reluctance pulled away from your boyfriend's grip to follow her.

As you neared the lobby, you heard a distressed-sounding voice in the door, and confusion growing you walked a little faster to the entrance. But before you could even register who the visitor was, she'd thrown her arms around you, fingernails digging painfully into your skin. But the stench of her familiar perfume wafting unwelcomed into your nose, into your mouth, smothering you and strangling you let you know the identity of this woman without even having to see her face.

You instantly stiffened, limbs suddenly like metal rods, not at all softening into her embrace. Your eyes went wide and you could feel your pulse speeding up.

"Mother?"

"My love! Oh, my precious girl!" she cried, pulling out of that suffocating hug for a moment to cup your cheeks in her cold hands, hands that no matter how gently they touched you their touch would always sting. She peered into your eyes with watery ones of her own, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I missed you so, my dear. This is where you've been hiding? I was so dreadfully worried!" Her eyes, always scrutinizing, ran up and down your figure in the way that made you want to tear the flesh from your bones.

"Oh, and I was worried you were starving somewhere. You were such a frail, skinny thing before on Earth. It's a great relief to see you've put some weight on your bones."

And the first stone was thrown.

"Mother." It was the only word you could seem to utter, fighting the urge to throw up, bile collecting in your throat. Her voice was like a slap to the face, and it was only your mother's grip that kept you from actually staggering backward. And how the others were just staring, awed, at the scene, Charlie's eyes sparkling with tears, Vaggie with a hand on her shoulder and a knowing smile, Angel and Husk watching contentedly from a distance, and Nifty clinging to Alastor who was smiling as usual. God, if you didn't vomit right fucking now, you'd be surprised. But you knew what they all saw in their clouded vision- a heartfelt reunion between mother and daughter. But really? It more closely resembled a predator at last capturing its prey.

You really couldn't hear what she was saying over the pounding in your head, but somehow you were in her arms again, and she was fawning and cooing over you like you were a child, showering you with kisses that burned like molten iron and rocking you back and forth. Always she loved to put on a show, loved being the center of attention.

It made you sick.

You managed to come out of your stupor long enough to shove your wailing mother away, unfazed by her crocodile tears. It was like waking up from a haze. She stumbled back slightly, and you backed away, your entire demeanor hardening. Your tone was flat when you spoke.

"What are you doing here?"

You apparently weren't doing that clean a job of masking your emotions, because the venom in your voice caught even you off guard. Your mother looked hurt- that act wasn't new to you, either- and your friends and partner surrounding you shot you disapproving and mildly disgusted looks that clearly wondered why you were being so cold to your own mother. You dropped your eyes to avoid the accusing stares, unable to slow your breathing and fighting the desire to lash out. Charlie looked bewildered and hurt, Angel Dust arched a brow, Husk appeared disapproving and Vaggie’s venomous expression said everything she wanted it to. How dare they look at you like you were the bad guy without knowing shit! She couldn't care less if you lived or died. She was here because she wanted something, and nothing more. Perhaps she heard about your role in the extermination of the Extermination and wanted a piece of the popularity you'd recently found yourself gaining. Or she came because she was probably destitute, the frivolous bitch, and wanted to suck up to either you or the powerful people you were now associated with. Whatever it was, you didn't care. You wanted her gone.

But it was clear she had no intention of leaving.

"All this time, and not one visit. And she never calls," your mother moaned in anguish, now addressing her new audience. "Perhaps I wouldn't have to track you down like a bloodhound if you would just come see your poor mother every once in a while." Her voice was overflowing with hurt and heartbreak you just could feel wasn't genuine. Before you knew it, she had broken down into sobs again, and you could only stand there stiffly, rage boiling, while the always empathetic Charlie moved to comfort the woman, rubbing her back soothingly while she sent Nifty off to get her tissues for her tears. The dirty look Vaggie shot you- "How cruel of you to do this to your innocent mother,” it said- sent heat rushing straight to your chest. Jesus fucking Christ, how could they fall for this shit? Your stomach twisted again, and this time you actually did nearly puke, suppressing a dry heave.

You did not pay any mind to your mother's display- you refused to give her the satisfaction. You turned in the opposite direction, arms folded, nails digging into your skin hard. You felt nothing seeing her cry but bitterness and icy detachment.

"I don't want to see you-"

"Well, now- who do we have here?"

Alastor appeared from the shadows with his sharp-toothed grin, glancing at you first and then your weeping mother. Before you could stifle it, a rush of hope surged through you- if anybody could get this infernal woman to leave, it would be Alastor. You turned towards him, hoping he would see how distressed you were- he was typically fairly perceptive when it came to you and your feelings. But alas, your mother caught his attention first, peering up at the Radio Demon standing over her with teary eyes and wet cheeks, a piteous expression on her face.

"The Radio Demon? Oh, well, a being like you mustn't worry about who I am. I'm just- a poor mother come to visit her daughter. But she... doesn't seem to want to see me." She sighed in a melancholy manner and slowly unburied her face from the tissue she'd been holding. "I suppose I will simply see myself out."

"Oh, nonsense. Y/N's mother, are you? I absolutely cannot allow you to remain on the streets. I insist that you stay." Alastor extended a hand out to your mother, his maniacal smile gone suspiciously gentle. It was disgustingly familiar; it was the smile he reserved normally just for you. "As... abrasive as your daughter may seem at the moment"- you felt him cast a look over at your back turned to him- "I'm sure she wouldn't want you suffering like this. Please, you're welcome to remain here."

You wanted to cry when he said this- could he really not see who this woman was? Did he really think you were just being testy? And when your mother took his hand and held it for much too long, you could take it no longer. And as everyone crowded your mother, showering her with welcomes and greetings and kindness, you pushed past everybody and walked straight out of the hotel doors, the last thing you saw being the tauntingly smug smirk on your mother's face before you slammed the doors behind you.

When you returned to the hotel, drunk, night had fallen. You hadn't seen any of your hotel mates since you'd left, and as far as you knew nobody went after you after your abrupt exit. Who the hell cared about that now, though? You'd talk to them about your deranged mother when you got inside, without her presence. Perhaps Alastor had just been being nice when he told her she could stay, and they hadn't actually been blind to why you were acting the way you were. Maybe they were just being supportive of a guest when they saw you acting out of the ordinary, knowing you usually were never snappy and stony, and still took her side. Maybe so.

You wished you hadn't had so much to drink.The pounding in your head was worse than when your mother had shown up earlier and your eyelids felt heavy. You had tripped a minimum of ten times on the way back and almost let two thugs take you in their car with them. You hated being drunk, but your mother you hated more.

With unsteady hands you pushed open the doors of the Hazbin Hotel, vision blurring a little. You weren't amazing with alcohol, and again, being drunk wasn't your favorite thing. But the moment you entered, you realized you weren't nearly drunk enough.

In the lobby sat your boyfriend, Alastor, enjoying a cup of tea with none other than your mother. The two were laughing together, which incensed you enough, but what made you wish you'd just blacked out at that bar was when you caught sight of your mother's hand on top of Alastor's as they shared a laugh over God knows what.

It didn't take long for the two to notice you in the doorway, a turbulent, unreadable expression on your face, standing as still as a statue as you took in the scene. Your mother turned to you and smiled, waving the hand with the cup of tea in it.

"Why, darling, we hadn't realized you left! Alastor is quite a charming gentleman. We were just having a moment." She slipped her hand from on top of his with a slightly mischievous smile.

Oh, she knew exactly what she was doing. You had no fucking clue how, but somehow your mother had discovered that Alastor and you were an item. She wasn't sitting here with anyone else but Alastor, drinking tea with him, laughing with him, holding his hand. And she was wearing makeup she hadn’t had on when she’d first come in the hotel- red painted on her lips, blush dotted on her cheeks and glitter on her eyelids in a display clearly meant to make an impression on Alastor and Alastor alone. It wouldn’t be the first time she'd gone after one of your partners, but it angered you no less- it was like the woman wanted to take your place somehow.

Alastor turned to you as well with a smile, but when he saw the look in your eyes, his brow furrowed ever so slightly. However, he made no comment at your slightly disheveled appearance and picked up his expression once more. 

“Why, hello, my dear. Your lovely mother was just telling me about her life before you,” Alastor enthused. “A lively woman she was! I’ve heard story after exciting story. Quite a wild one, indeed- rather unlike you, sweetheart.”

You gave Alastor what could only be described as what is called ‘the thousand-yard stare,’ expression flat, not knowing really what to say to that. Despite the fact that you were in a bit of a daze still, either from the alcohol or the fact that your mother was on a date with your boyfriend, the haughty, self-superior expression on your mother’s face was not lost on you. Nor were the cow eyes she was giving him, or how when Alastor reached for the teapot to refill his cup her hand was conveniently already on the dish, lingering beneath his for what felt like hours.

She turned to Alastor, looking up at him with that sickly sweet, beaming grin of hers that she always plastered on her face when she was really about to lay it on. “I’m still wild if you ever care to find out,” she purred, batting her lashes at Alastor with an unmistakable air of seduction. 

Before you could even register it, you heard yourself saying, “Get out.”

Both your mother and Alastor turned to face you, your mother’s face having dropped and Alastor’s eyes piercing into yours. 

“What?” your mother asked, looking at you with wide, glassy eyes. You truly saw red for a moment, knowing damn well those tears were as false as Angel’s lashes, and the twitching in your muscles to just lash out was almost painfully difficult to stifle. Alastor’s smile wavered a little as his eyes darted from you to your blubbering mother, who had already started her shit.

You advanced forward, your stride making your mother jump and Alastor stand, and without hesitation tore her hand from Alastor’s, yanking her arm with force that momentarily startled even you. She was pulled from her chair and forced to stand up. 

Her voice full of anguish, she pleaded, “Baby girl, what did I do wrong?” However, unmoved by her over-the-top performance, you’d already started dragging her out, not bothering to respond to her or explain why you were throwing her out. She already knew; you could see past the tears and wails and her struggles to pull away from you. Fueled by fury, distress and the afterbuzz of the alcohol, you hauled your protesting mother out of the hotel, pitilessly leaving her outside in the dark, and forcefully slammed the doors behind her. There were muffled screams of your name coming from the other side, her fists pounding on the door, but after a bit they faded away.

The moment she was gone you instantly felt as if a weight had been lifted off of your chest, slumping against the door with a breath of exertion and relief. But that relief quickly dissipated when you locked eyes with Alastor, who was advancing on you, his smile obviously strained. The way he spat your name at you made you shrink back slightly, realizing that he was actually not pleased.

“You cannot just throw your own mother out like that. Into the streets? My dear, that is no way to treat your mother. And frankly, it’s rude.”

You felt anger rising once more, but you didn’t want to start anything with Alastor despite the fact that he had no idea what he was talking about. Of course it looked simply like bad etiquette from his standpoint; he had no idea who your mother was. And somehow you didn’t feel it was proper to tell him- you knew how much he valued his own mother and mothers in general, and as sweet as you had always thought that was, you knew he and his rosy view of maternal relationships wouldn’t understand and perhaps not allow for your turbulent relationship with your own mother. And you didn’t want to be the one to tarnish his otherwise endearing perspective by explaining how abhorrent of a person your mother was. So despite how much you just wanted to scream at him, to tell him he had no clue what was really going on, you kept your composure, inhaling shakily.

“Alastor, please. You- you don’t know what you’re talking about. So just stay out of it, alright?”

“She’s your mother, not the devil, dear.” Alastor’s tone was back to normal, and he was speaking in his usual radio voice as if he was talking to just anyone, and it made your stomach churn. 

“She’s not innocent, Alastor, she’s in Hell-”

“Ah, but so are you and I, sweetheart.”

Your face crumpled, and you found yourself coming up short for a rebuttal. Before you could stop them, tears started to well in your eyes, frustrated that you couldn’t get through to him. Out of spite and pride, you blinked them back harshly. Alastor tilted his head and started to come towards you, his mic stand clacking on the ground as he walked, and for a moment you felt a glimmer of hope, thinking that he truly wanted to talk and get to the bottom of your animosity towards your mother. 

But the Radio Demon breezed right past you and, before you could stop him, opened the door, and your mother whom you’d thought had given up at last and left waltzed right back in, suddenly no longer the aggrieved mother you’d thrown out and back to beaming a mile a minute. The self-assured smirk she sent your way had your blood boiling with rage, and you felt powerless to act. You wanted to slap that smirk off of her face, but why wouldn’t she smirk? She had Alastor exactly where she wanted him, and both of you knew it. 

“I apologize sincerely for the earlier… incident,” Alastor told your mother with a note olf sympathy in his voice, and again he took her hand; you had to tear your eyes away, back to the scene.

“Aren’t you charming!” your mother exclaimed, voice pleasant and upbeat. ‘Don’t even think of it, I’ve already forgotten.”

“You’re too kind, miss. But in order to make up for it, I’d like to offer you to spend the night. I would hate to send a lovely woman such as yourself out on the streets of Hell after sundown. I implore you.”

Fucking Christ. You didn’t even have to see her to know the way she was grinning at you. Your shoulders tensed, rising to your ears, and the tears burned hot in your eyes. Not wanting to give her the satisfaction, you bit your inner cheek hard enough to draw blood so as to not make the slightest sound alerting her to your tears.

“What a kind invitation. It’s nice to know at least somebody wants me here.” An icy silence from you. “It’d be rather rude not to accept; I would be happy to spend the night.”

“Lovely!” Alastor praised. 

You couldn’t take any more. Unable to stifle your sobs, hot tears falling down your cheeks, you tossed back a cracked “I’m going to bed,” and stormed out of the lobby with your head down, rushing upstairs as fast as you could and ignoring Alastor’s calls of your name. Just as you slammed the door to your room, you heard your mother say, “Oh, don’t worry about her. Let her cool off for a bit, and then I’ll go after her. A mother always knows how to cheer up her child.”

It was quiet now. Hours ago Angel Dust had returned from his work and Charlie and Vaggie had locked up for the night. Nifty had been, though with much effort, put to bed by Husk who had then closed up the bar and retired himself. You didn’t know where your mother or Alastor were, and you didn’t want to. 

You were the only one up now, and you had finally run out of tears. Your head was stuffy, your eyes were sore and bloodshot, and you could feel the beginnings of a hangover coming on. It felt like days you’d spent just crying in your bed, unable to suppress the emotion you’d felt since your mother reappeared that morning. Charlie had actually come to check on you earlier, worried, along with Vaggie, but Alastor had told them to let you be for now. You’d heard their muffled conversation from outside your door.

You just wished Alastor would understand, that they all would understand. Your mother wasn’t a mother. She didn’t nurture, she didn’t love, all she did was belittle you, bully you, and take from you. Yet never once had you been able to figure out what you’d ever done to her. You had tried so hard to help and to please her as a living child, then teenager, then adult- tending to your siblings when she was out on the town, working multiple jobs to take care of the house while she spent the day blackout drunk and the nights in the city, and still desperately believing she would change, you sent her portions of your salary when you grew older and begged her to utilize the money, but she always blew it on material shit. And as if it wasn’t enough that you had to be the mother to yourself and your siblings, she beat you too, mostly when she was drunk but sometimes you felt it was just for her amusement or to make you feel small and worthless. As a teenager she did nothing but sabotage you- you couldn’t ever have friends over because she was always passed out on the couch or acting erratic and stinking of cheap liquor, and you had to fight like hell to get your siblings out of there after you left home for school. And yet you had still had hope for her.

That all changed when you came to Hell. It was the end of the road for real now, and you figured there was no point trying to reconcile with your mother anymore. So you’d left her in the past, thinking it was over, finally allowing yourself a little peace. But you hadn’t realized the extent of the resent you’d been harboring until she showed up at the doorstep of the Hazbin Hotel. All those feelings just came rushing back.

Another hour or so passed and your swollen eyes were dried out and heavy-lidded. Exhausted from fretting about your mother and regretting the amount you'd had to drink, you turned over in your bed with a stifled groan and closed your eyes, hoping that sleep would finally find you and you could escape the events of the day at least for a little while. But just as you were drifting off, you were startled by the sound of your bedroom door opening.

You let out a moan that was half confusion and half sleepiness, and rolled over just a little to glance at the door through hazy eyes. “Alastor?” you mumbled questioningly, rubbing your eyes groggily.

But the voice that responded woke you right up.

“Not a chance, pet.”

You sat up instantly, knocking the bedcovers off. In the doorway, a shadowy silhouette in the dimly lit hallway, was your mother. A discordant note of exasperation sounded in your head; the woman couldn't let you be even at this hour? For the moment at least, you were more mildly annoyed than pissed like you were earlier, just wondering what in the hell she could possibly want now.

“Why are you even-”

You cut yourself off and immediately jumped out of the bed just as your mother lunged at you like a pouncing tigress; you'd sensed the attack in the way she had been moving and acted accordingly before she could maul you. It didn't mean it didn't still catch you off guard, though.

Your voice rising, you snapped, “What the hell are you-”

Again you were interrupted when she sprung off the bed and snatched your wrists in her iron grip before you could dodge again; her clasp was tight and bruising and you winced painfully. You caught a glimpse of her eyes in the faint light, and they were inflamed, wild with fury she'd probably been suppressing this whole time. It wasn't a new expression.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” she snarled, voice trembling with fury. 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” you demanded, tearing your wrists from her grasp and moving a distance away from her so she was on one side of the bed and you were on the other. By the bewildered look on her face, she was clearly not expecting you to break away so effortlessly; maybe thinking she could just abuse you like she did when you were a defenseless child.

Like hell.

“What the hell are you even mad at me for?”

Your mother, seething, launched more accusations at you. “You think you're better than me, now, is it? Saw your sorry ass on the news after that damn Extermination rebellion. Bet it took your ego up a few notches killing those Exorcists, huh? And now that you're in some fancy hotel, dating some powerful boytoy and hiding behind hell's princess, you think you can just get rid of me?”

“Apparently fucking not, because here you are. And I'm not hiding. I'm trying to get away from you.”

Your mother let out a bitter, droll laugh. “Oh, you think that's how this works?” she hissed in an icy manner, and even though you were already a good distance away you backed up further still. “Think again, whore. I'm the one who deserves to be here, not some ungrateful little cunt who just happened to fall out of me. If I have to live destitute in the back alleys of Hell, so do you.”

The heartless insults and vulgarities she hurled your way would have shattered the living version of you. But it was about time your mother learned that you were no longer the pleading daughter you’d been on Earth, and instead of piercing your heart the names merely bounced off of you.

“You might recall I spent my whole damn life trying to help you,” you answered with equal coldness. “And for nothing, too, because here the hell we both are. Don't blame me because you turned out to be the nothing you always were.”

Without warning, she lunged at you, rushing forward like a charging bull, and though you tried to dodge she managed to snatch a handful of your hair and slam your head into the wall. You let out a cry of shock and pain and spots exploded in front of your vision before you reached up, tore her hand from your head and shoved her forward. You advanced again, teeth bared and fists balled, unwilling to let her get up- but before you could swing, there was a crackle in the air- and what followed was a cacophony of static, crackling, and microphone feedback that would've deafened an elephant. But the sound wasn't new to you, and you weren't surprised in the least when you lifted your eyes to see Alastor, smile maniacal and glowing red eyes wild as he entered the room. The sudden explosion of sound made your mother flinch and clap her hands over her ears, and seeing your opening, you kicked her to the ground; her head hit the wall rather roughly and she lost consciousness, her body going limp. You were breathing heavily, staring at her body sprawled on the ground without pity.

Alastor's eyes lost their luminescence and his smile softened; and he came over to you, attempting to touch you, but you shied away. You weren't necessarily ready to forgive him; if he'd just done a little more pushing and hadn't invited your mother here with you, this could have been avoided. You dropped your eyes to the floor.

“I'm sorry, my dear,” Alastor offered in a voice that was sufficiently staticky. “I wasn't too kind to you today.”

You wanted to say, no shit, but held your tongue, back to him still. Feelings of resent still swirled within you, but admittedly, hearing his apology did make them dissipate a little.

“Why is it you didn't simply tell me she was like this?”

Now you were silent not out of spite but more because…you simply didn't know what to say? Where were you to even begin? How would you explain that you didn't want to somehow tarnish his view of mothers by explaining your history with your own? And that you didn't want him to feel guilty about having a good relationship with his mother while yours was knocked out on the floor in front of you? And that you didn't want him to lose his love of mothers because you were unfortunate enough to have a shitty one? 

Somehow you managed to splutter all of that into something coherent, because Alastor gathered you in his arms without waiting for your approval, which you didn't mind, finally feeling somewhat okay since your mother had first shown up. You felt his hands in your hair, taming the out of place strands, and he lifted your wrists to his eyes, tutting in disapproval when he saw the bruises beginning to form. He settled for wordlessly kissing the deepening marks gently, but when he spotted the gash on your head where your mother had slammed you into the wall, his smile turned positively venomous. His head did a full 180 on his neck, which always made you cringe, to glare at your groggily awakening mother, who froze in her position on the floor when she caught his alarming gaze.

Alastor turned back to you, static popping in the air, and his smile grew- if that was even possible. “Well, sweetheart? What would you like me to do with her?”

You were frankly tired now of fighting your mother, who had staggered from the ground, rage still evident in her visage but with Alastor present she wasn’t about to act. So with a weary sigh, slumping into Alastor’s chest, you muttered, “I just want her gone.”

“Anything you wish.” And within the next few minutes, Alastor had summoned Nifty, who was more than eager to take out the trash, and had the tiny janitor drag your mother from your room by her hair. You lost sight of the two after they left, but by the way Nifty was giggling the entire time she was hauling your mother, you had a feeling the next several hours wouldn’t be too enjoyable for her.

You’d been on edge the whole day, but you didn’t quite realize the sheer amount of tension your mother’s presence had placed on you until it was only you and Alastor inside the room. His hand traced soothing circles around your back, and you finally felt like you could breathe.

The morning, after what seemed like centuries, finally did arrive. You were already up although day had barely broken, and that was because the earlier commotion had disturbed the hotel residents and they had literally gotten you and Alastor (who had evidently felt bad enough to spend the rest of the night with you, which he didn’t often do for posterity reasons, kissing the side of your head where it was wounded and apologizing once more) up out of bed to barrage you both with an onslaught of questions (and Nifty remaining suspiciously silent save the occasional maniacal giggle). With some reluctance you gave the group a brief explanation of everything that had gone down, Alastor standing beside you with a protective hand on your shoulder. Long story short, everyone basically grasped that they’d fucked up by allowing your mother in and judging you harshly about it, and before long Charlie was in tears and begging for you to forgive her, Vaggie had admitted her remorse over it, Angel Dust was shifty-eyed and sheepish, and Husk apologized to you formally. You dismissed the apologies with a grateful look, and that seemed to satisfy them all except Charlie, who you had to tell straight out you truly did forgive her at least five times and that only set her off bawling again to the point Vaggie had to carry the girl out.

Alastor, although one couldn’t tell by his face, apparently did feel guilty about his involvement in the whole fiasco because he took you out for breakfast and spent the rest of the day with you, and by the time night fell once more your cheeks hurt from smiling so much and your spirits were significantly lifted. It wasn’t until the two of you were in bed together (again, your lucky day, you didn’t even have to convince him) that he broke the long, contented silence you two had been sharing to inform you curtly:

“You didn’t ruin my opinion of mothers, you know.”

You sat up at this, eyes wide with hope and relief. He rose along with you to meet your gaze.

“I didn’t?”

“Oh, no. My dear, I love my own mother dearly, but don’t think I’m not aware that others may not have the same relationship with their own mothers. I did admire your resilience, though, and though it really wasn’t necessary, I do appreciate your attempt to spare my feelings. If I do say so myself”- his hand came to rest on your lower belly- “you seem like you’d make quite a stellar mother yourself.”

“Alastor.”

“Merely a thought.”

[karteinss]

Maid Cafe | 03: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭

Dom! Male Reader x Sub! Albedo

Chapter 3 of my Wattpad series ! | M.list

Cw: slight(?) dacryphilia, Sub! Albedo, Male! Reader

Yet another day of overtime in your god forsaken company. The thing is, it's already 11.30PM.

You should 𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 be paid $100 more for each hour you had to waste for overtime. It really was tiring.

You sighed, leaning back against your office chair- thinking about anything to release your stress.

But suddenly, an idea popped up in your head.

What better way is there to relieve yourself besides jerking off?

Jerking off to whom?

Well, of course.

It was Scara, your new-found crush.

It was really surprising.

A guy who you only met once and that's because you paid for his presence.

How awful.

You sighed, you could feel your pants tightening- you were already hard.

You palmed at your growing bulge as you let out a loud groan, you were lucky you were alone in the office.

As you kept rubbing your hand against to bulge, you realize how it wasn't as good as Scara's blowjob..

Well, you couldn't move on from the feeling.

His hot, wet mouth sucking your hard cock-

Gods, it was such an amazing sight.

You groaned even louder, your fingers caressing the pant's fabric.

Oh god, guess you have no other way but to visit that maid cafe again.

.

.

.

And here you were, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

You never thought you'd be such a horny bastard but here you were, Infront of the lighten up cafe.

As you walk inside the door, you realized no one was there to greet you.

How odd.

As you looked around, the area didn't have as much people as before.

Damn, what happened?

As you looked around, looking like a lost child, you were suddenly greeted by a soft unfamiliar voice.

"Are you lost?"

The voice said, you turned around to see a light blonde haired man with pretty features-

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴..

You blinked once, then twice.

"Ah, no..I was just wondering why it was so empty.." You said, a drop of sweat falling from your neck.

The man seemed to understand as he nodded, "Ah, I see. Are you here to order food or-"

"Im here for your special service." You cut him off which the mean just looked at you with an unfazed expression.

"I see, who are you looking for?"

"Is..is Scara available?"

You asked, which the man quickly responds with a no.

"Unfortunately no, he hasn't come to work in the past few days..Anyone else?" He quickly tried to change the subject.

How odd

You thought for a second.

What were you planning to do here, anyway?

Maybe..

Sex?

Are you really trying to waste your virginity on some man you won't meet again?

Well, yes.

You were.

"Can I take you? I'm looking to have..sex." You said, slightly flustered- Meanwhile, the blonde haired man just oh so casually nodded.

He quickly led you to one of the rooms in the back, you both went inside as he locked the door.

You sat on the bed, already trying to take your clothes off.

The man just stared, it was awkward at first but when you slip off your boxers- you were already hard.

It was quite embarrassing..or was it not?

You just stayed silent, trying to look at the man Infront of you but when you did look;

You saw his eyes widening, seemingly impressed or amazed at your size.

How corny..

You coughed, trying to get rid off the awkward atmosphere.

"hey uhm..what's your name?" You asked, trying to make the thick atmosphere go away.

The man seemed to shake his thoughts away as he replied, "Call me Albedo..Master."

Ah, that name again..

Was it really necessary to be called master?

"So..uhm, this is my first time and I.."

You flushed, embarrassed to admit it was your first time.

"How can I..y'know.."

"lay down."

The man commanded which you quickly did as he said, you laid down on your back- The bed was comfortable, that's good.

You closed your eyes for a second but you quickly opened them when you feel a sudden weight added to your thighs, you glanced over as you saw it was Albedo.

oh wow what a shocker!

Albedo seemed to take something out of his pocket-

oh, it was packet of lube.

He ripped the packet and smeared the lube onto your very hardened cock. He spreads the lube onto the base of your cock till the tip of it, his cold fingers and the cold lube sent a shock through your body as you let out a groan.

The man made sure to evenly smear the lube onto your cock, even slightly teasing your slit and made you let out yet another groan.

The way he thumbed at your slit was so goddamn good, his soft and slim fingers felt so good on your cock and all you could do is flinch when he starts moving his hands up and down.

Unfortunately the sensation didn't last long as he quickly raised his hips to slightly hover on your hard cock, the tip slightly rubbing against his rim.

As albedo lowered his hips downwards, your slicked cock slipped and didn't pierce through his rim, making him let out a gasp.

He tried again, lowering himself onto your cock just for your cock to slip away and instead rub against his buttocks.

He became even more frustrated, even slightly whining.

"𝘯𝘯𝘩..𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.."

Albedo kept trying to thrust your cock into his hole but to no avail, making him very frustrated.

"𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘺.." Albedo whimpers softly, your cock was apparently too big to fit.

He was getting tired, he eventually gave up as he sat on your thigh with a small pout.

"Just put it in me yourself.." He says, pouting childishly.

Which you agreed, you sat up straight as you placed Albedo onto the bed while you stood up behind him, his ass rubbing against your still hardened cock.

You tried to slip your cock in but to no avail, it kept getting you frustrated.

Albedo too was annoyed, his thighs were quivering and clenching around nothing.

You tried to slip it in again but to no avail, but this time your cock slipped in between his thighs, making you let out a moan at the sudden heat and clenching.

"𝘈𝘯𝘩𝘩~ 𝘸𝘩𝘺'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯-𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴..?" He asks, his voice was slurred and sounded oh so innocent as he looks back at you.

"I..it feels..good.." You were honest, it felt good.

Currently, his thighs were clenching against your cock, the head of his soft and plump thighs were like heaven, your cock hardened even more as you couldnt help but thrust into the warm heat, letting out both groans and moans.

“mnhh..[Y/n]...” Albedo cried out as your thrusts were becoming faster than ever, the way your wet cock was sliding against him made his eyes roll back.

He really needed you inside of him..

“Pleashhh— anhhhh...mff~

[Y/n]..w-wanthh...mworenhhh!!!” You couldn't help but get even more flustered as Albedo's moans and cries were so goddamn lewd, you gripped his hips tightly to the point it might leave a mark as you kept getting faster.

Skin against skin rang throughout both of your ears, it was as if you both were actually having sex.

As you felt yourself reaching release, you gripped Albedo's cheek as you kissed him roughly—

Your teeth clashed with his as you bought over dominance, though the ending was predictable.

You thrusted faster and faster, trying to reach your climax as you stared at the sight under you, Albedo's trembling figure and sweat made your cheeks were hot and red, you were panting harshly as you couldn't stop fucking his thighs, all the lewd noises were making you even more turned out as you let out a final groan before you finally came.

“Nghh..!” Albedo whined as too, came. He looks down to his stomach to see his cum sticking onto his abdomen, meanwhile your cum was staining the sheets below.

Both of you breathed heavily, you looked down to see how albedo was a crying mess, drool and saliva was visible near his lips.

Your body gave up on you as you laid down on the stained bed.

Fuck, maybe next time you'll lose your virginity.

Maybe.

[issdisgrace]

Shit I'm sorry I didn't notice the request info-

Okay, can I please request Thomas Shelby x Tall and buff male reader who's the sweetest thing on earth but has one "flaw".

He's too damn handsy. Place, time, people, pffff, suit, shirt, naked, he doesn't care.

He just really loves Thomas man tits and his ass.

Not in a teasing way, it just makes him relax.

Just Thomas's reaction and how he's dealing with it. Whatever.

Thank you~ 💕

4 TIMES MR. HANDSY STRUCK

WARNINGS: Accidental groping, purposeful groping, swearing, yeah thats about it.

A/N: I hope you like this. I had a fun time writing this, so please feel free to request again.

Y/n was a tall and buff man. He looked like he could kill anyone without a second thought. But in reality, he was the kindest and sweetest thing to ever walk the earth. He was a gentle giant in all senses of the word. But there was one thing about the man that many would consider a flaw. It was the fact that he was handsy, very handsy when it came to his partner, Thomas Shelby. The man couldn’t keep his hands off Tommy. So here are 4 scenes in which Y/n couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

Walking down the streets of Birmingham on the way to The Garrison. It was quiet and peaceful; the sun had actually been out. Unlike most other days in Birmingham. Y/n had his arm wrapped around Tommy’s waist as they walked, casually talking. Tommy hadn’t realized Y/n’s hand slipping closer and closer to his ass until the man squeezed it, causing Tommy to yelp in surprise.

“I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m sorry.”

“I wasn’t expecting it, that all.”

Tommy says brushed it off, and the two continued their walk.

The Garrison was loud with hustle and bustle of the man drinking inside. In a corner booth sat the Shelby family and, of course, Y/n. The family talked and drank, Y/n adding in every once in a while not want to interrupt those who were speaking. Y/n threw his arm overs Tommy’s shoulder and continued onto listening to the conversation at hand. Without even realized himself, his hand moved down and now was on Tommy’s chest. It wasn’t until John made a joke about it out that he and Tommy realized.

“Y/n, you done feeling up my brother for the night? It’s a bit distracting.”

Y/n’s face flushed, and he quickly unwrapped his arm around Tommy, covering his face in pure embarrassment.

“Sorry.” He mumbled in his hands as the family had a laugh.

It was sometime after 10pm when Y/n managed to covince Tommy to call it quits for the night and join him in bed. Y/n sat in bed paeintly waiting for Tommy to be done with his night routine and join him. Eventually Tommy join him and they curled up togeather. They talked for a little bit until Tommy relized Y/ns hands found there way to his chest.

"My prince, can you explain to me how your hands always seem to find my chest."

"I'm sorry. I didnt mean to."

"Shh. It is ok my prince. Im just curious."

"I dont know. I guess touching them grounds me. It makes sure i know that everyting going on is real. But i guess it also calms me. I'm sorry if i make you uncomfortable. I can stop."

"Its fine my prince. I dont mind."

Tommy was hosting a party for the Peaky Blinders in order to celebrate some of their new achievements. The rowdy men happily drank the beer that was in the house and chatted. Tommy leaned against the bar, talking to Polly when Y/n came up behind him, grabbing his ass gently with both hands. Then resting his head on Tommy’s shoulder. Tommy turned his head slightly to look at you.

“Do you need anything, my prince?”

“No, just a little bored.”

“Ok.” Tommy said, then returning to talk to Polly.

The Shelbys, minus Tommy, who was nowhere to be seen, were sitting around having a drink at The Garrison

“Is it me or is Y/n really handsy with Tommy? I feel like half the time I see him with him, he’s either grabbing Tommy’s butt or his chest. It’s fucking weird.” Arthur slurs slightly, the alcohol getting to him a bit.

“Oh no, he is. You're definitely not imaging it, Arthur.” Ada says.

“Sometimes I think the poor thing doesn’t even realize he’s doing.” Polly adds in.

“Its fucking funny as hell. Have you seen the way some newcomers react when they see it happening? It’s fucking priceless. Their eyes get all wide and shit and they look like they’ve seen the most traumatic thing in the world.” John said.

“I’ve heard some newcomers people ask around, asking if it was a normal thing.” Finn adds.

“I know it’s also grate to see their reactions when they're told it’s a normal occurrence.” John says. After he says that, out of nowhere Tommy appearing

“What are we discussing this fine evening?”

“Nothing.” The other Shelby boys say at the same time like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

[unplanned-parenthood]

extracted messages to kutner from his official virtual obituary. the site is no longer up (it used to be at fox.com/kutner) but an archived version can be found here!

thanks to hugeegosorry and dorkylittleweirdo for contributing in the notes w/ the missing letters and the web archive link :-)

(im working on adding alt text to these, but for now transcriptions for the letters can be found under the cut)

Dr. Chris Taub:

I really don't want to write anything. I Have nothing to say… I'm pissed off. Why didn't you talk to me? Idiot. I miss you.

Chris Taub

Remy:

My first memory of you is when you got fired as #6. My second memory of you is when you reappeared as #9. My third is when you set that patient on fire trying to restart his heart. Later on, I was the one you confided in about your parents. About what happened to them. And I always felt there was so much more to talk about…

I wish we had more time.

Remy #13

Eric Foreman:

I wish I'd gotten there sooner

I'm sorry

E.F.

Dr. Allison Cameron:

I don't know if you knew this, but… out of all those new people, I'm pretty sure you were House's favorite.

Love

Allison Cameron

Lisa Cuddy:

I think what I remember most was your kindness. When I first adopted Rachel, a lot of people offered to come help, to babysit. But you're the only one who actually did. Nobody could make Rachel laugh like you. We'll both miss you.

Cuddy

Dr. Robert Chase:

I didn't know you that well – I guess nobody did x

Robert Chase

Dr. James Wilson:

When you gave me some of your short stories to read, I remember you practically apologized as you handed them over; that's how shy you were about sharing them. But I don't know why. They were actually pretty good.

James Wilson

Gregory House:

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[pvssychicken]

heyyy, i’m the girl who requested the plus size reader and honestly I’m fine with whatever you are going to write!! don’t worry about it, and also thanks for being so considerate!!🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻 can’t wait to read it

Self Deflection

(Og request)

Warnings: Established relationship, insecurities, fluff

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Tears started to well up in my eyes as i scrolled through the comments of Carringtons recent youtube video.

I was really proud of the outfit I wore that day, i loved the way that it fit my body, I loved everything about it. Im usually pretty confident about my body, but the comments made me second guess whether I should be or not.

New date idea! Take her to a gym! It looks like she doesnt know what that is!

Carrington why are you feeding her MORE junk food? She looks like shes already eaten an entire buffet!.

Ive been super skinny my whole life, and ive just recently started gaining weight, because ive been eating more, i finally felt confident in my body. But apparently i shouldnt.

"Im homeeeeee" Carrington announced when he came into the room. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes, not wanting him to worry. "I brought food, figured youd be hungry!" He sat down next to me, with a proud grin on his face.

"Uh... thank you baby..." I said heasitantly "B-but im n-not very hungry" I was actually starving, but i didnt want to eat any more, and gain any more weight.

I tried to blink away the teas in my eyes, but it was too late, Carrington had already noticed them.

"Hey-hey, talk to me? whats wrong" He wrapped his arms around me as i started to sob, i couldnt say anything, so i just grabbed my phone and showed him the comments.

"Those assholes..." He muttered to himself, before whispering to me, "dont listen to them baby, your beautiful, it sounds like theyre pushing their own insecurities onto you, they dont know what theyre talking about okay?"

I nodded into his chest, as he started stroking my hair whispering sweet nothings into my ear. I somehow managed to cry myself to sleep, and we stayed like that the whole night.

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A/n: Okay so I learned that im bad at writing fluff! I hope i did your request justice!!! I tried my best

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Taglist (comment here to be added)

@flouvela @immattsslut @jamiesturniolo @baileysturns @yourmomsmysexslave @ilovecarringtonandjohnnie

[kkolg]

Hi there! I recently was recommend your Abyss animatic on YouTube and was like… whoa…. WHAT IS THIS I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS AU‼️I’ve been scrolling through your tumbler for several days just soaking in everything about The New Dawn and I was curios what’s happening in this world. are they in an apocalypse of some sort? Either I didn’t scroll far enough on your Tumbler to know more or you just haven’t revealed yet 💀 . Don’t spill anything you don’t want to, I am here for it all.

Trust me you are NOT ALONE 😭😭, I probably should’ve mentioned that I’m super bad at writing down my thoughts when it comes to storytelling in general BUT IM HERE TO CLEAR THINGS UP NOW I SWEAR‼️‼️ The New Dawn AU summary will be under the cut as it might be a bit long lol ANYWAYS THANKS FOR BEING SO INTERESTED IN THE STORY THAT YOU ASKED AND I APOLOGIZE FOR ALL THE CONFUSION 🙏🧎‍♀️also disclaimer because I’m writing this before the season finale some things may change to be in further line with the show which is another reason I didn’t write out the story before BUT ANYWAYS ENJOY‼️‼️

So basically after the events of the show N and Uzi defeat the solver with the power of friendship (also V’s back idk) and they go back to outpost 3 and are like “YIPEEEE WEVE FINALLY DEFEATED THE ABSOLUTE SOLVER WITH THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP ALSO DO I HEAR A SONG COMING ON???” And then they all start dancing and Uzi is essentially the new leader of the colony (if you couldn’t tell this part of the story is not that important but you can interpret what I said here as fully cannon in the au if you want lol)

Not too long after that N is like “hey can we try to like reform the disassembly drones and let them into the colony?” And Uzis like “wait that’s an amazing idea” and then they make out but that’s not important- so they go out and start telling all the disassemblys they can find that the solver is gone and can’t spread anymore and that living with the workers is actually pretty lit. A good lot of them are like “woah I didn’t know you were chill like that” and most of them go to live in outpost 3, a few of them are skeptical and still wanna eat workers so not all of the disassembly are chill but most of them are.

While doing this they come across a disassembly drone named A and he’s like “sure I’ll join” and he does…..but he’s not a very cool guy- I plan to make a comic about this so I’m gonna be vague and just say turns out he’s insane and N basically exiled him from the colony.

Fast forward like a month from that incident and Kim is created, finally, and the Doorman’s live happily ever af- WRONG turns out A ganged up with all of the other mean disassembly drones and try’s to just OBLITERATE the colony during a raid and whoopdeedo Thad dies but I’ll make a comic about that later so I won’t get too detailed. OH YEAH KIM IS ALSO ABSOLUTELY TRAUMATIZED SO THATS GREAT-

Fast forward a few years and now we’re in the current time of where most of my comics/drawings take place. Kim is older and looks in the forbidden trauma closet that N and Uzi said never to look in but rebellious child I guess, and he finds stuff about the solver. Getting curious he pulls an Uzi to leave the colony and try to find out what the fuck this thing is and OH NO X JUMPSCARE, again another thing I’ll probably make a comic about but they fight, X says that a certain guy she knows might know about the solver thingy, they become buddies, C-1 is also there- weird visions start to make Kim have a robot seizures, and that’s kinda where we’re at rn

I hope this cleared up a lot of questions you guys may have had and I’ll be adding a link to this post on my pinned in case you ever need to refer back to this‼️‼️

anyways byeeeeeee