#i need a cigarrette

[heavenknowsffs]

When a customer service person tells you "i'm sorry we can't do that" and provides like one feeble option... you do know we don't thrive on annoying you right? You do know the world doesn't revolve around you and not getting the answer you want does not make it that "you didn't help me". Also you do know that if we say we can't do something and you insist and then are rude about it??? DO YOU THINK I WANT TO STAY HERE AND LISTEN TO YOU? NO. I WOULD GIVE YOU THE FUCKING REFUND FUCK OFF GET OUT OF MY FACE IF I'M NOT DOING IT THEN IT'S BECAUSE I CAN'T YOU FUCKING MORON

[camestela]

Today was stressful so I decompressed drawing my favorite stressed man, Jon. 

(I need me a Martin lol)

[richardgrimes]

maddie saying "i just think that maybe you're not sure of you're own feelings yet and if there's something you need to tell eddie, you will. just in your own time" is so crazy cause clearly the thing he needs to tell eddie is that he was on a date with a guy. he said lying about it has been eating him up inside. so clearly she's talking about something else. as in the fact that he's not sure of his own feelings about EDDIE yet but in time he will

[saa-na]

every day i am thankful i didn't have enough expendable income to get a tattoo on the floor of a furry artist's studio apartment in my teens

[echosage]

૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა ₊˚✧JUJUTSU KAISEN LINKS PT.2 !!

MDNI !! | CW: Anal, degradation, doggy, riding, titty sucking, thigh job, pussy spanking, spanking, fingering, masturbation, blowjob, pussy eating, double dildo, cheating?

A/N : I'm so so grateful for the love in my first post! Thank you all so much, tell me if you'd like a part 3, and tell me what characters should i put, and what other fandoms should i do! ♡

Pt.1 | Pt.3

₊˚✧ Megumi Fushiguro !!

Megumi playing with ur kitty.

Megumi eating you and fingering you.

Giving him a deep throat.

Getting spanked by step brother Megumi.

Teasing Megumi.

Riding Megumi.

Megumi swears his hand slipped.

Taking you from behind his is dream.

Megumi with you after a long day of having to deal with Satoru, Yuji, and Nobara.

₊˚✧ Nanami Kento !!

Nanami is tired of your bratty demeanor, so he gives you what you want, but meanly.

When Nanami comes home and you're asleep, he can't resist your little sleepy face.

Nanami making you hump his feet for being a brat all day.

Fucking you nice and firm.

Taking you like this is therapeutic for him.

Fingering you while he drives.

Filled up by Nanami.

₊˚✧ Yuji Itadori !!

A thigh job should be enough for Yuji.

Yuji after he found out you cheated w Sukuna.

He loves your ass more than anything.

Yuji taking you with so much love and devotion.

Before going to sleep, you like to tease Yuji a bit.

Yuji at your house a week later after saying he was done with you.

Perv!Yuji finally fucking your pretty pussy.

Yuji using his strenght so you don't do anything.

₊˚✧ Shiu Kong !!

Shiu taking you so lovingly because you've been such a good girl for him.

Shiu folding you after a long day of shopping.

He loves roleplaying with you.

Shiu teasing your two holes.

Shiu giving you proper discipline.

Being needy, but Shiu can't leave the fucking cigarrette.

Sucking Shiu off after he comes home stressed from work.

Shiu taking you doggy style, loving how your back arches.

He loves the view of your tits when you ride him.

Breeding you nice and full of his seed.

₊˚✧ Higuruma Hiromi !!

He loves it wet and messy.

Higuruma craves this view when you ride him.

Taking you on a vacation, so when you fuck, you can't keep your eyes off the landscape.

Higuruma is secretly a loser who loves thighs.

Higuruma fucking you carefully in his office, he doesn't want anyone finding out he fuck his assistant.

Higuruma needs his stress reliever after a rough case.

Higuruma letting you suck him like a baby.

He tries to be rough, but he loves you so much he can't imagine of hurting your little body.

Higuruma didn't want to be mean, but you deserve it after being a whore all day with his co-workers.

Higuruma fucking you from behind.

₊˚✧ Maki Zen'in !!

Maki making you feel so good.

Kissing session w Maki.

This is the only way Maki can put some sense into you.

Maki taming your bratty ass.

[fred-the-dinosaur]

it is homophobic that in june i can't spend time on my balcony without some asshole smoking and driving me indoors

I am a chronically ill queer cant go anywhere else fun bc 'covid is over' so nowhere is safe (and im too tired to go out much) im not against it in general but dude put it in a fucking brownie or smoke it indoors. Theres other people living here asshole. And some of us are allergic. and have nowhere else to go. And who need to air the house in order to survive.

[nekassvariigs]

Intentionally calling them Husband in scenarios, here's how to turns out.

Crocodile, Yamato, Ace, Law, Raighley, Usopp .

This will be a three? part series cause tumblr doesnt allow more pictures to be added for aesthetic ;-;

Part two will feature:Sanji,Zoro,Luffy,Katakuri,Sabo,Roger.

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You gambled away your berries at the infamous casino, not that you were of working class desperate for luck, it was fun watching the ball roll everytime with a little interest for securing a loaded paycheck.

a loud hiccup next to you a man chugged what looked to be beer, he looked so drunken out of his mind he didnt even care if he got in debt right this moment. "How ya doing ,yous a pretty little thing aint ya" he looked at you body wavering for balance.

a loud hiccup next to you a man chugged what looked to be beer, he looked so drunken out of his mind he didnt even care if he got in debt right this moment. "How ya doing ,yous a pretty little thing aint ya" he looked at you body wavering for balance.

a loud hiccup next to you a man chugged what looked to be beer, he looked so drunken out of his mind he didnt even care if he got in debt right this moment. "How ya doing ,yous a pretty little thing aint ya" he looked at you body wavering for balance.

"Good. You?" you tried not to get in contact with him as much possible not really needing to cause a scene.

"M' Alright, been winning loads t'nite. Whats a pretty thing like you doin' out here?" he rested his hand on his machene trting to support his head.

"Just waiting for my husband." you smiled a little, rolling another time.

"That so, who is he, i see noone ready to come for ya, reckon we could go back to mines?"

"No i dont reckon i could, he should be here in a moment anyway." you sigh, he was a little late, you took out a cigarrette from your bag, lighting it, taking a puff.

"Aye you look so lovely, is a shame yous with someone." the man was drunk spilling everthing he had for a chance.

"Ya think?" you sipped your martini.

" 'fcourse, id give ye the word yknow, show you all round the lands and oceans."

"That so? Are you rich?" you wanted to know since he had enough cash to get piss drunk and not care how much he wasted.

"M the richest here as far as i know, let me treat ya to a drink." he slurred his words not noticing the tall figure approaching behind you.

"You dont mind ordering for two by chance?" you smiled cheekily.

"Course not, everythin for you darlin."

he swatted a waitress ordering another two drinks.

"Say can i show ya round? I know this place good enough."

You took another puff from your ciggarette, fondling it between your fingers in an exspensive manner.

"Aye you ignorin me?"

"Ah there we go, lets light this place up," you thought finally exsposing the nature of this man.

He stepped infornt of you hand on your slot machene preventing you from another game.

"Fuckin hag," he hiccuped, ugh how close was this man from soiling himself with barf.

"Got held up a bit, sorry for being late." Crocodile kissed you, compleatley ignoring the fool by your side. You smiled into the kiss opening your mouth a bit to welcome his tongue, proceeding to have a full blown makeout infront of the drunken asshole.

You pulled away from him your lipstick slightly staining his lips.

"This is my husband, if you want to give me the tour youll have to confirm with him." The man looked pale as a ghost upon seeing crocodile.

"He thinks he a big shot or somethin?" The guy pulled out a gun pointing it to his face and firing.

Crocodiles face dissapeared leaving him standing with half of a face.

"Ou, bad move." You laughed hitting the slots for the last time.

In a matter of seconds Crocodiles hand reached for the man his blood boiling before it turned into thin air, his entire body changing to the shape of a pile of sand within seconds.

"Here's your drinks miss." the waitress came setting your drinks you passed the other to your lover. Completely ignoring the slaughter that took place with a calm expression.

Crocodile downed the whole glass in one go leaning for another heavy kiss.

He whispered against your lips, "So im now a husband?" his low tone rumbling in his chest.

"Only if you want to be one,i had to say something didnt i?" you smiled hearing the slots ding in a jackpot.

"Thats my girl." he closed the space between you again.

Ace

You were making a reservation for a restaurant ace laying beside you lazily. "Hi id like to make a reservation for me and my husband."

His heart stopped for a second, he nudged you with a glint in his eyes.

"Yes we'd like a romantic setting please,"

after a few mintues more of the call you ended it thanking the woman in charge.

"You've got a husband now huh?" he asked pressing his legs against yours.

"I sure do, im looking at him right now." You smiled slyly folding a lock of his black hair behind his ears.

His heart was ablaze cheeks crimson, gosh he looked alluring.

He smiled tackling you onto the couch.

You giggled at his childishness it always was a fun sight.

"Yknow i love you." he confessed sweetly for the millionth time.

His body over yours his hair partially blocking his handsome face.

You hummed reaching for him, his body lowered onto yours as he gave you the sweetest of kisses.

"I love you too Ace." he attacked your neck with rampant kisses like a puppy before planting another onto your lips, his body settled down onto yours for a lazy cuddle. You stroked his hair practically hearing him purr against you.

Yamato

He had rescued you a few years back, your limp body on the shore of Onigashima he couldn't help it, he just hoped you'd make it through.

Skipping time to the present he sat ahead of you near the fireplace a large slab of meat cooking.

Ever since he rescued you you two developed a habit of sharing stories and adventures, iconic fights and daily life, you managed to get along prefectly, seeing your intrests align so much you two became a thing in no time. His strong will to be set free along yours to fight for the top place in the grand line made him even more willfull to see the world.

"Yknow im happy to have the strongest husband out in the entire grand line."

"M-Me?" He blushed the red horns shining beautifully against the fireplace.

His strong heart beating a bit faster as be took in your face. You were so confident in your words it made him happy hearing you depend on him like this.

"Mhm, What would i be doing without you." you pondered making him lean in a little before he stood up, your eyes watching his body move to the side of you, he sat beside you wanting a little more comfort, he hadn't gotten such praise in a while.

"Were not really married tho are we?" he questioned knowing youre together.

"Not yet atleast but one day would be nice. Making a name for the strongest out there." You smiled dreaming of the future. your head resting on his shoulder, he took your hand in his full of determination.

"We'd be the best out there." he laughed.

Usopp

You watched your favourite sniper as he coincidentally managed to strike down a whole ship with a single blow, his eyes growing wide mouth ajar as he looked at you.

"Wooo! That's my husband right there!" you laughed drink in hand as you watched his face change from pale surprise to a warm gooey shock.

"Huh? Me? Thats right, The great Sniper king Usopp strikes again! Have i told you how i beat three Warlords? It was a quick fight they stood no chance!" He laughed proclaiming his lies as if they were true.

You hopped on deck to where he was enjoying his glory, giving him a big hug for his accomplishment.

He stiffened up a bit, remining himself to be calm, he always seemed a bit nervous when you approached him, he liked you that much.

"That's right, praise my glory!" You pulled away giving him the stink eye.

He continued to babble until he started calling himself the Best married man out in the open sea and that's when it hit him.

"!?" a glowing bulb of light went off ontop his head, a dark blush covering his cheeks.

"Ha-Huuu-Huuusssband.!?!" he suddenly thought unable to piece the words together as you looked at him nonchalantly.

He puffed his chest out taking a stance. "A-A-As the best husband i have a duty to fuffil to protect my spouse!" He contained his excitment proud of his new nickname as you kept clapping and cheering for him.

Raighley

Lazing by the bar at Shabody Archipellago a few men were riling themselves up celebrating a big feat.

"Thats our capitan for you! Securing a boatload of treasure!" They cheered and hollered as you swirled your drink reading a magazine.

"Oi miss, celebrate with us!" they laughed alcohol pouring down their throats.

You shifted your gaze towards them giving them a pessimistic side eye.

"-?!" They seemed shocked to be ignored seeming a little alert by how little attention you payed to them.

"Our bad fellas, Young lady here is in a bit of a bad mood today." Raighley excused himself butting in not willing to ruin a good evening, his hand on your shoulder as you continued to swipe through the pages.

"That's right guys, i'm a little off today." You smirked having stolen a sachel of gold from one of them.

They resumed their party as Raighley tooo seat beside you.

"70/30?" He asked calmly negotiating to split the gold you swiped.

"60/40." You offered back checking out a set of clothes toying with the ends of the paper.

A sharp sword near Raighleys throat , his glasses gleaming white as you stayed still as did he, the man yelled.

"Which one of you was it?" He stormed poiting the blade so it shined against the lights beside the bar.

The two of you stayed quiet still neither fazed by the antic taking place.

The man neared his sword close to Raighleys neck, cutting off a few strands of his beard.

That was a no-go in your books. "Oi, You plan to pay for touching my husband like that?" you gave him the nastiest of looks pointing the blade away with the tip of your finger. Raighley smirked enjoying your facade.

"This old fart, your husband?" He laughed, showing his nearly tothless mouth. Pointing the blade back at you.

Raighley took a drink his hand winding over the sword before him. "You wanna pay up? Or do i have to beat the shit out of you for it?"

"Look at his old ass, having a woman stand up for him." The room errupted in laugher even Raighley mocked a laugh smile lines crickling as he did so.

"55/45." He resumed talking with you causing you to chuckle.

"Might aswell 50/50 it at this point." Rolling your eyes you extended a hand for him to shake, he caught it twisting it so your knuckles faced him.

He gave them a peck and in a fell swoop the aura in the vacinity changed darkening quickly,men around you dropped like flies.

'' You've got a bad habit of doing that don't you dear." He looked at you through white brows downing the last of his drink confidently.

He played along causing you to huff in amusement.

''It doesn't hurt now does it?'' you leaned back watching over the passed out bodies.

''Let's go, I think we have outstayed our visit." You got up from the stool, tip-toing around sweaty bodies as you proceeded to swipe anything worth the while.

He followed suite with a hearty laugh, offering his hand to you as you stepped out.

Law

Bepo was pestering you today, the cute bear had a lot of questions for you so you sat back explaining so many things to him now wanting to deny his curiosity.

"So then after a relationship, you get married?''

He asked fluffy hands on the table across you.

''That's right, you get married, then if you want to you can have kids, rule the seas pretty much do whatever your heart desires and you have a trustworthy companion to do so with.'' you gleamed egging on this childish play. Law lazing by the ship a cup of hot tea in his hand.

''So then, do you have a husband?'' he asked noticing you had a ring on your finger, granted it wasn't for official titling you just put in on randomly this morning as it was a fancy peace of jewelry you found.

You chuckled hard extending your hand to showcase the ring to Bepo, Law listening in as he sipped his tea in peace, he liked gossip as well.

''I sure do, it's Law.'' you decided to mess with the bear, his jaw hitting the table as his fluffy hands grasped yours.

Law spat out his drink making it fly across his face hands and clothes. You could feel a looming darkness behind you as you continued answering Bepo's questions about your so called 'husband'.

''Y/n-ya, we need to talk.'' Law didn't even give you the time to get up using his devil fruit to teleport you to his office his dirtied clothes diminishing the raging look on his face.

''In your right mind, why would you lie to Bepo about something like this?'' he wiped away the tea inevitably staining his clothes, you held back a chuckle.

''He was acting very cute, you know how hard it is to say no to his questions.''

Law paused hands on the table before him a dirty paper towel in one hand, he had a glooming aura to him. ''DONT SO SAYING THINGS LIKE THIS TO HIM AND TAKE THAT OFF!'' he yelled surrounding you in his room skill to intimidate you.

You shrieked agreeing to his taunt as you put the ring away, he sighed.

''N E V E R, and i mean that seriously, NEVER tell him such childish imaginations, next thing you'll know he'll be trying his best to recreate a wedding. '' he yelled with a big frown on his face.

The moment you stepped out Bepo handed you a bouquet. Egging you to do a walk down the isle.

Law was in utter terror of how he took on two absolute dumbasses, he stormed back out on the ship, the two of you got rewarded with heavy bumps on your heads and laundry chores for weeks.

[edible-emerald]

(Legend enters.) Legend: Homosexual. (Light on Legend.)

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Wild: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.

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Wind: *running towards Warriors with open arms* Warriors: *moves out of the way* Wind: Hey, why'd you move?! Warriors: I thought you were going to attack me. Wind: I was going to hug you! Warriors: Why would you hug me? Wind: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

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Sky, skipping rocks on a lake with Twilight: It’s such a beautiful evening. Twilight: Yeah, it is. Twilight: *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

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Sky: Where is Twilight? Four: I'll do you one better, who is Twilight?? Wind: Here's a better question, why is Twilight?

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Four: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities. Four, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.

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Wild: I'm selling a hot cheeto in the shape of Gandalf for $5,000 Twilight: What the hell is wrong with you? Wild: I mean... It's got free shipping... Wind: Say less.

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Time, rubbing their temples: I am not proud of what I am about to say, but someone get me a cigarrette. Four: But Time, we don't smoke. Time: Cut the crap, Four. I'm not an idiot. I know that one in five people smoke. Twilight: *points at Legend* One! *points at Warriors* Two! *points at Wild* Three! *points at Four* Four! *points at Twilight* Five! Time: Now, I am going to close my eyes, and when I open them, there better be a cigarrette between these two fingers! Legend: *puts a cigarrette in Twilight's hand* Time: Thank you. ...Light? The Chain: *all simultaneously pull out lighters*

[simplymarr]

Chapter one.

summary: vincent renzi x fem!reader.

A young law student is navigating her last year in university, where she meets a misteryous french professor that is going to help her getting her thesis done. A strong chemistry and a love for books and hard work it's what gets them to work so well with each other. But how much are they going to resist when temptation arrives?

warnings: age gap (legal ofc) he's 43 and she's 26. Other that that, none (yet).

London. 8 am and a room full of people on a rainy day. Cold fingers on the desk, waiting for something to happen.

I looked over and the clock was still; maybe it was broken or maybe the time was way too slow in the morning. Even for me.

Today it was the last-first day i was going to have on that university. Five long years studying law, yet it felt like i was still a stranger in that big, cold classroom.

I was, finally, going to get my thesis done. No more wasting time, no more fear. I had to be strong.

How difficult could it be?

The world with its unique, hidden irony seemed to have answered my question when, all of a sudden, he walked through that old, wooden door.

Mature, maybe in his early forties. Tall but not too much; quite skinny. Long neck and serious countenance. Silver hair, some strands fell on his forehead as he walked across the room until he reached his desk. His polished clothes didn't look wet even though it was raining, and even for me to be so far away from him i could, somehow, sense that he smelled like cigarrettes and old fashioned, classic cologne.

Professor Vincent Renzi was his name.

He came from France. He said that he had recently won a case in the city, and that a colleague of his needed him to replace him for a few months at the university. A two-hour weekly class and, most importantly,

he was in charge of correcting some of the theses.

I hesitated the rest of the class, unsure of what was going to happen. Would he be easy on me? or would he be an idiot? After all, all male professors in law school seemed to treat women like they were not smart enough to be there. Or worse, like they fucked their way to the top.

Suddenly my feet stepped on earth again when i felt a deep voice making, in a strong french accent, a question that no one dared to answer.

"So, has anyone already started working on their thesis?"

Silence.

Then, for inertia or maybe an obscure, unconscious desire to be seen by his blue eyes i raised my hand.

He smiled at me; perhaps relieved that he hadn't been ignored. Little wrinkles formed on each side of his mouth as he spoke:

"Great, at least someone is doing their job. Now, enlighten me, please".

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I tried to leave as soon as the class ended.

Maybe it was the shame, the blushed cheeks as i explained to him the central themes of the thesis. For the first time, i felt like my tongue wasn't mine as the words kept coming out of my mouth, but i felt grateful for that.

However, due to how far away i was from the exit, i was the last one to leave. I slid between each seat until i reached the door where, luckily for me, he was standing, waiting.

"That was good. Very good actually". He said as he reached out for a pack of cigarettes between his pockets.

I stuttered.

"Well, thank you. There's still some issues i need to fix, you know. References and stuff". I tried, without luck, to sound as calm as possible.

"That's why im here". He said, staid but in a soft tone.

As he left the building and got into his car, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and lighting a cigarette, i couldn't help but wonder

what the hell was i getting into.

next chapter soon

[miheartsedthings]

Long Drive

SFW

You can’t sleep. Your body too full of a thrumming sadness you can’t be rid of. The source of which you can’t pin down. Your heart feels stuck to your sternum and you turn over in bed again searching for some kind of relief. 

“Can’t sleep?”

Billy’s husky voice finds you in the dark. 

“Not even a little.” 

The two of you climb into the car, you bring your thin blanket and he doesn’t bother putting on a shirt. He’s warm enough to brave the spring chill without one. You let the passenger seat back and watch dark trees slide by the window. A navy sky empty of stars. His hand comes groping under the blanket, searching for your hand and you offer it, lacing your fingers with his. 

“What’s got you sad?” 

“How’d you know?”

He gives you a skeptical look. 

“All this time, you still think you can keep a secret from me?”

It makes you smile, however sadly. 

“Just feeling…far away…don’t know why.”

He nods slowly, his eyes watching the horizon while he mulls over what you’ve said. 

“From me?”

You shrug. 

“From everything. Just…feel like I’m missing something.” 

He brings your hand to his lips. 

“I’m here.” 

You smile. 

“I know.” You say “I know you’re here. I know I’m not really on my own I just…” You don’t have the words to finish this feeling. It has no particular name. “Why couldn’t you sleep?”

He heaves a deep sigh. 

“Steve texted me.” 

This rings alarm bells, you raise the seat to sit up and look at him. 

“Yeah? Is he okay?”

He shakes his head.

“The nightmares came back. Bouncing’ off the fuckin walls over there.” 

You groan, your heart filling with worry. 

“How can he still live in that town?”

He shrugs. 

“The kids are there. He won’t leave till they graduate.” 

“Fuck.” Your head falls against the rest. “I worry about him,” you say. “A guy like that shouldn’t live alone. He needs people around.”

“I told him,” Billy grumbles, clearly worried about his friend. The sensitive boy he sometimes thinks of as a brown-eyed puppy. He rifles through the glovebox, retrieving his cigarettes with a huff. 

“You told him he can live with us, right? If he wants to?”

“I fuckin’ told him, baby,” he says around the cigarrette. He rolls down the window a second too late, filling the car with the heady musk of smoke. “He’s a stubborn asshole.” 

You cough and he apologizes, giving your knee an affectionate squeeze. You tell him it’s fine and crack your window as well. The two of you sit in silence for a while. Winding through streets in no particular order. 

“You think people can feel it when you're thinking about them?” Billy glances over at you. Unsure how to answer. “I mean, psychically. Like…I think about it with celebrities sometimes. When there's thousands of people thinking about you all at once, it has to have some effect. Maybe it just makes them sneeze.” He grins a little, taking another long hit from his Marlboro. “So maybe Steve’s sneezing his brains out right about now.” 

“I hope so. I hope he knows we give a shit.” 

“I think he knows you care. You tried hard after everything. He trusts you now.”

“Hmm.” 

He takes another long pull from his cigarette and angles the smoke toward the window. He avoids downtown and all that traffic, choosing instead to wind through the empty streets curving toward the San Bernadino mountains. 

“Are you gonna call him?” 

He sighs. Already his cigarette is nearly gone. 

“And say what?” 

“I don’t know. Sometimes people just need to hear they’re gonna be okay. And it means something coming from you.” 

He scoffs. The cigarette is done, and he scrubs it against the heel of his shoe before flicking it out the window. 

“You don’t think he listens to you?”

“If he listened to me he’d leave that asscrack of a town.”

You shrug, slumping down in your seat. 

“Leaving your home can be scary.”

“So fuckin’ what? Shit gets scary, do it anyway.”

You can’t help laughing. 

“I knew it, I knew you read that book!”

You can see him start to blush in the cool blue light from the dashboard. You’re talking about the book his therapist recommended the year after moving out of Hawkins. Do It Scared. He’d insisted he wasn’t interested in reading it, yet here he was quoting it like scripture. Your teasing gets to him, and he retaliates by jamming his fingers into the ticklish spot on your side. You’re forced against the door where you can’t wiggle out of his reach. Instantly you’re apologizing, begging for him to stop through painfully uncontrollable laughter. 

He’s smiling when he relents, satisfied to have taken his revenge. You settle back in your seat with a sigh. Followed by a yawn. 

“There it is,” he says, affection softening his tone. 

He brings your hand to his mouth again. Each of your fingers gets a turn against his lips. You watch him, taking in the details of his profile. You've looked at him so many times you've completely lost count, but every time you do it feels new. You discover something in the beauty of him that makes you realize again how much you want him nearby. This time, you watch his careful gaze as he looks out onto the road ahead. His lashes, tail lights shining into ocean blue. He’s worrying. 

“Anyway. Not everyone can just barrel through stuff. He’s scared and he could use a call from you.” 

“Alright, alright. I’ll check on the little dweeb. Happy?”

“Very,” you answer with a sleepy smile. 

You find yourselves far from home, wondering on and on as the hours roll by. You both have class in the morning, but there’s something so comforting about the car and the darkened streets. You waste time, long stretches of it going by without a word spoken between you. Not much needs to be said in company as familiar as this. You’re able to be together, letting go your tensions with every new scratch of mile. Drowsy and quiet until sunrise. 

[lonesome-sometimes]

baby might be mine

If you're not picturing short straight hair matty during this then you're doing it wrong (you can picture whichever matty you like) anyways this is completely self indulgent

his cheeks are flushed, tears falling from his eyes and cum leaking all over your chest as he fucks himself on your strap, the prettiest noises being pulled from the back of his throat. he goes to speak but stops himself, suddenly looking unsure.

matty healy x female reader

content warnings: pegging and plugs, sub matty, soft dom reader, spanking, smoking, begging, they make love towards the end it's really sweet, slight mommy kink, just sweet subby matty because I love him too much

minors do not interact

matty is feeling submissive, that much is obvious. he had been feeling needy all throughout the dinner you were both currently attending, keeping a hand on you at all times whether that be your thigh or intertwined with your own, sitting so close to you that he could have been in your lap and nobody would have noticed a difference.

he had been suprisingly good despite you denying him, not once begging for more than you had given him or attempting to touch himself. he was completely under your spell and you couldn't wait to get home.

It was between mains and desserts when he finally leans into you, letting his hand wander underneath the table so that his fingers could play with the edge of your dress, leaning further into your neck and smelling your perfume. "I really, really, need you." he whispered softly, his words sounding breathless as he attempted to keep his composure to save face in front of your friends.

you smile softly at him, the sweetness of it contrasting with how harshly you grip his wrist and move it back into his own space. "wait, I'm having fun." he understands, dropping an apologetic kiss to your shoulder before turning back towards the conversation. you kept a close eye on him, making sure not to push him past his limit while still pushing his need and patience.

you eventually take pity on him, standing up so suddenly he almost jumps out of his own skin to match your movements. you announce both of your departures, saying your thanks and goodbyes while keeping a hand on his lower back as you lead him out of the fancy restaurant and into the cold air.

"pass me a cigarette." he jumps again at your sudden words, nodding as he fumbles around his pockets and pulls out the pack of malboro, handing one to you. he makes no attempt to pull one for himself, pocketing the box again and pulling out his lighter instead. he really was being a good boy tonight, hanging on your every word and waiting for you to tell him what to do and exactly how to do it. with that, you put the cigarette between your teeth and allow him to light it for you, trying to hide your smirk as his hands shake from both the cold and the need to have a smoke and touch you.

"you want some?" you ask softly, giggling when he nods desperately. you beckon him closer to you, your hand moving to his face as you trace his cheekbones with your fingertips. you take another long drag, letting the nicotine and the alcohol cloud your brain, befoe blowing the smoke directly back into his face.

"thank you." he whispers as his cheeks turn a dusty pink, almost causing you to drop the confidence at how small and needy he sounded, how sweet and submissive he was being for you.

you smoke until finally a cab pulls up to the curb, dropping the cigarrette to the floor and putting it out with your heel and not missing the way matty stared. you were half expecting him to break as you pull him into the back but his behaviour remains the same, his leg bouncing as you move your hand possessively up his inner thigh, inching closer to where he needed you the most.

you keep teasing him until the car pulls to a stop, leading him with you and into the house, dragging him towards your shared bedroom and pushing him up against the door with a loud thud. you finally kiss him, the taste of red wine and the smell of smoke filling your sense and making you feel dizzy with need and power. whenever he was like this, he became so pliant, not knowing how to think for himself.

you kiss him until you need to breathe, a string of spit connecting your lips and causing him to smile up at you dumbly, nothing but love and adoration behind his eyes. "cute, I want you to go and bring me our favourite, yeah?" he nods and disappears into your closet, leaving you to fix your hair and kcik off your heels. when he returns, you reward him with a chaste kiss as you tell him to undress and fast.

you begin to do the same, letting your dress fall to floor. you could feel his eyes burning into you, his breath hitching as you revealed the white lace that you had kept hidden from him, matching the stockings that were hugging your thighs just right.

you reach for the strap that he had placed on the bed, pulling it up and around your waist so that is was sitting perfectly between your hips, the hot pink standing between your legs. when matty had first suggested this specific colour, you had thought that it was too much, too unnatural, but it was so unmistakably matty and you couldn't say no in the end. it quickly became both of your favourites to use, the length and width pulling out the most beautiful sounds from your boy.

you make yourself comfortable against the pillows, beckoning matty over once he was undressed and pulling him into your lap and in for another kiss. you let yourself completely melt into it, moving your hands around his hips and feeling for the plug that you had left there as you were getting ready for dinner, keeping him full and needy just for you. It also meant that he wouldn't need much prep tonight, allowing you to continue your torturous game for a little while longer.

you toy with the plug as you keep kissing him lazily, slowly fucking him with it just to make him whimper and whine into your mouth. suddenly, you deliver a harsh smack to his ass and causing the plug to move deeper inside of him at the impact. "mm, you wanna ride me baby? be a good little bitch for me?" he cries out as you continue to rain down hits, the plug directly hitting his prostate but not enough for him to get any pleasure from it.

you couldn't resist as you watched the precum leak from his tip and down towards your chest, pulling him so his cock was in line with your lips. you suck him into your mouth, just to clean him off and indulge yourself in the taste of him. you ignored his whimpers, pulling the plug out in one swift motion and moving him backwards until he was perfectly alligned with your strap.

you tease his hole, letting the pressure build but never pushing in. your hands find their way into his perfectly styled hair that was now fanning out across his forehead, tears already forming at the corner of his eyes as he looked down at you begging. "please fuck me? I need to feel you, needed you all night, please? please please let me-" he babbles, crying out when you suddenly pull him down until he was flush against the tops of your thighs.

you let him adjust to the thickness and deepness of your cock inside of him, tracing your fingertips across his lips as you tease. "such a pretty little baby, move." you demand and he wastes no time, pushing himself back up onto his knees before letting himself sink down again. you let yourself relax against the bed, enjoying the view as he picked up a pace and continued to ride you, a sight you will never grow tired of.

his cheeks are flushed, tears falling from his eyes and cum leaking all over your chest as he fucks himself on your strap, the prettiest noises being pulled from the back of his throat. he goes to speak but stops himself, suddenly looking unsure.

"hey, hey what is it baby?" you pull him down so that your cock stayed inside of him but he could no longer move, forcing him to focus on you and your words.

he swallows, averting your eyes before speaking softly. "do you think we could... I want you to be gentle, I need to feel you I-" suddenly everything clicks in your mind; how needy he was being at dinner and how non-verbal he has been. he needs you to take care of him.

"you need me to love on you, is that it angel?" you ask cautiously, not wanting to scare him and have him freak out, knowing how asking for what he needs can sometimes cause him to withdraw. he nods and whimpers softly, hiding his face in your neck from embarrassment.

you sit up and push him down onto the bed softly, cock still inside him as you leave a chaste kiss to his lips. he flushes down to his chest as you pull out and push back in, crying out as you bottom out and pull him flush against your hips. his eyes are glassed over now with both tears and want, staring up at you as you continue to fuck into him softly but deeply. he would do anything you asked him. he was completely yours, your sweet boy.

"my good boy, I wanna hear your sweet noises, come on angel-" you encourage, ghosting your lips across his neck and down towards his collarbones that were already adorned with bruises from earlier. his moans become louder, cheeks flushing an even deeper red and his cock a similar shade to match.

It didn't take him long before he was close, desperately opening and closing his hand in a silent plea for you to intertwine your fingers with his. "can I cum? please? wanna cum from you fucking me and nothing else, please mommy I-" he begs, mind too full to even realise what he had just called you.

you pocketed it for later, not wanting to overwhelm him any further as you push your hand into his open one. "cum for me, love. let me see what I do to you." you whisper, taking his lips as your own and muffling his cries as he cums, painting both of your chests pearly white as he squeezes your hand.

you kiss him through his high, stroking his hair and his cheeks as he comes down and regains his breath. you keep yourself inside of him, knowing how much he loves being close to you during the come down.

he smiles lopsided up at you, eyes full of tears and love as he giggles softly. "I love you." you promise, kissing his nose and his eyelids gently which only causes him to giggle more. you stay inside of him a little longer before pulling out, removing the harness and cleaning the cum from both of you before sitting against the headboard and pulling him into your lap, kissing his neck and cheeks.

"you wanna smoke, angel?" you ask and he nods, reaching for the weed you keep in your bedside. you stroke his hair and down his arms, letting him roll as your mind runs a million miles an hour, picturing all the ways you can get him to call you mommy again.

[todo7roki]

enhypen hyung line: brother!bestfriend.

CONTENT: fluffly, angst, romance, jealous, cigarrettes, possesive.

Heeseung:

He’s a friend of your little brother, he’s the oldest of all the group.He likes to go to your house, not for your brother, but just to see you and be always complimenting you when bumping into you by the corridors.Among the other boys in the group, He’s the one who feels most comfortable with you because of the approaching age.He’s not ashamed to talk to you, but he avoids crossing the line, Heeseung has always been a knight and a kind man.So kind you took him to your bed. Your brother didn’t need to know.

Jay:

Your older brother’s friend, he knew about you, but he always imagined that the beautiful woman he’s looking at now was a child because your brother always referred to you as "my little sister". He thought you were pretty the first time he saw you, Jay wanted you for himself. He knew that you were too young for him and that your brother would freak out if he knew what Jack was up to with you. At a party, James took you out to dance and at the time of the dance you revealed how much you wanted to kiss him. He would need his brother’s forgiveness, but he couldn’t miss the chance to kiss such a beautiful woman.

JAKE:

Since childhood jake was in love with you, and of course you always imagined it was some silly teen fetish. you were wrong. Jake was obsessed with you, whenever the guys said something about your best friend’s sister, he tried to change the subject because he couldn’t stand to hear the guys talk about you and say things he wanted to do to you. When you started dating, Jake became jealous, treated your boyfriend in the worst way possible and sometimes created lying stories to affect your dating. You were his first kiss during a game of truth or dare, for you it was something silly and simple (until kind of disgusting because he was younger and friend of his brother) but for jake, he was kissing the love of his life.

SUNGHOON:

I was ashamed to talk to you until the day you offered him a cigarette and he politely refused to tell me that cigarette was disgusting. — You think I’m disgusting? you asked and he lowered his head saying that you would never be disgusting, that you were even cute. you were grateful because in this case, you were into sunghoon. He hadn’t noticed you, he thought you were as ordinary as the other girls but you started chasing him. - It’s nice to know you don’t think I’m disgusting, so you still have a chance to kiss me? That never crossed the mind of Sunghoon and much less his brother, but at that moment he wanted to kiss you.

[ancha-aus]

Ghosts & Medium AU Drabble - Sleepover

I am back with this little AU of mine :3 Becuase I had an idea and I of course have no self control.

What is the focus? Killer and Cross getting to see Dust's and Ash's apartment.

*-----------------*

Dust continues to stare through the front window. He is tired. And Not just physically.

"Come on Dusty! I want to explore my new body and I could use an extra set of hands~"

"It ISN'T your body!! Don't you fucking dare!"

Dust is way beyond his social quota. He has been for the last three weeks. With the last week being especially tiring.

Having Killer tag along as a ghost had been bad.

Killer now having a body?

Dust is used to waking up with a ghost hovering near. Ash does that all the time to wake him up. Seeing Killer instead had been a shock to his system and Dust had tried to hit the ghost. Not very effective because well, ghost. Even if a poltergeist is more physical than most ghosts he was still a ghost.

Well! Having an actual person near and hovering over him?! Yeah. Much more nerve wrecking and is ruining his already fragile and destroyed sleeping cycle.

It doesn't help that Cross is around. Pouting and grumbling all the time. Reminding Killer of what to do with his bdoy and what not to. Pestering Dust to solve it.

Dust doesn't even know what ritual Cross used! Dust had gone to Cross because he hadn't been able to get Killer to leave him. Yet now his problem is doubled.

Ash had offered that maybe they can go home. Get some rest and read some of his books for answers. Dust had figured it was fine. He still had some money from the last job. He would ahve to make every penny count and maybe just eat cheap rice for a while but he can make the money stretch a little longer.

So they got into his van and started going to his apartment.

Dust had considered leaving Killer in Cross's body behind somewhere. He got so close to just doing that. With Killer being stuck in Cross's body it would mean he would be free of him.

But well. Cross and him are still kinda friends. Cross is pretty much Dust's only kinda friend... even if Cross just treats him as any other customer.

Also it feels like a waiting disaster to leave a mobile Killer unsupervised.

So there are going back to his place. Even if Dust much prefers no one knowing where he lives but what can you do.

Ash floats by his shoulder "You sure you don't want to stop for coffee? You have been driving for seven hours now." Ash shoots him a disapproving look.

Dust shrugs "too expensive." he can get soo much rich for the price of one overpriced coffee.

God he misses coffee. Sadly it was one of the first things he stops buying once he gets into the lower amounts of money, same for cigarrettes. Which, with business being slow. He had been low on cash for the last seven months.

There is a reason he tried so hard with Killer's whole haunting thing. It had been the first job after anohter four months of no work or jobs. He needed the cash.

Not that it matters now. He got so many more problems now. At least Cross still has his own savings to keep his body alive while Killer inhibits it.

Dust remembers he should answer Ash "I am almost there." just two more hours. Maybe one and a half if he speeds a bit. That is one of the nice parts about having a ghost with you the whole time. Ash being near causes some electrics to shortcut.

Speedcameras count within those for some reason.

Works great for him.

Killer whines loudly "Dusty! Pay attention to me!"

"Don't distract him from driving Killer! YOu are going to get us killed!"

Killer gasps "OMG!"

Ash looks unimpressed "Did you just seriously say omg out loud? as just letters? as an actual reaction? In an actual conversation? seriously?"

Killer wiggles excited from side to side "We could be ghosts together! Haunt stuff together and-"

Ash rushes Killer and Killer yelps as Ash no doubt uses his own limited ghost ability power stuff to harm him now he is physical "If you ever even entertain the idea of my brother dying ever again I am killing you in this new host body myself. Am. I. understood?"

Cross looks panicked "Wait no! that is my body!"

Ash huffs "I am aware. But I am not risking Dust. Not for anything or anyone."

Killer pouts "Geez calm down. it was just an idea." he mutters unhappily "we wouldn't even be sure if it would work."

Dust just ignores the ghosts arguing. It is still a long drive.

Fuck he would kill for either a coffee or a cigarrette right about now. He would commit a war crime if he could get both.

--

It is late. Very late. But they are finally here!

Dust parks the van in an empty spot and grabs his bag as he walks towards the front door. He opens it with his key and has to hit it a few times before the door into the building opens.

Dust just nods to the door as he looks at Killer "Inside."

Killer has a hand on his, well cross's chest as he looks down at him. Damn Cross for being tall. "Oh? inviting me back home already? After just one date? I am scandalised and very interested." and he walks inside.

Ash makes a gaging sound and Dust rolls his eye lights before following after Killer. Once inside he pulls the door until it gets back stuck again and he locks it again. The doorhandle it broken so you need to force it in and out of place before keeping it shut with the lock itself.

Dust walks past the elevator that Killer is waiting by "don't use the elevator. it gets stuck and has the habit of dropping a few floors." and he walks towards the stairs. Fuck he hates the stairs.

Still he climbs the floors and eventually finally gets to floor eight and walks down the hallway. Door after door after door. There is his spot. 808.

He pulls out his key and tries it. Ugh. It is stuck again. He bonks his skull against the door "Ash?"

Ash floats through the door "on it."

a moment later he feels the key turn and he steps back as Ash forces the door open. He removes the key "Thanks." and he leads the other two inside as Ash closes the door and locks it again.

Dust stands in his room and ignores the very damning silence "Home sweet home." he throws the bag on the couch as he walks over to the window and opens it. Having to put the small wood board between some parts to keep it open.

Killer looks around the place as Cross looks a lot more alarmed "You live here?!"

Dust shrugs as he walks to his couch where he leavs a blanket and pillow "Euh. I live in my van. I only come here once in a while." Thinking that. He will probably need to get food. He never leaves food behind in his place. Makes the rats visit.

Cross looks so worried as he floats nearby "You enver said this was your place!"

Dust shrugs "It is fine."

Sure the enterance and living room and kitchen is one room... with the door hitting the couch... and the kitchen being one small fridge a counter and a electric little stove thing. and the place he eats is just one table with one chair. But it is a place! It has electricity kinda reliable and the water is mostly clean.

Dust blinks and shrugs "Rent is cheap." also the landlord does not pay attention to who pays and who doens't. Which is the only reason Dust still has this place and why he doesn't complain about everything being broken.

Dust looks at Killer and points at the couch "You can sleep here. That was Cross's body gets some rest. I will be in my room." and he turns and goes towards his own bedroom, after picking up his bag of course.

His room may have been an exaggeration. It is just his mattress on the floor with two different blankets and an old pillow. the room just barely fits the mattress and the small set of drawers for his clothes. He searches through it and finds a shirt some sweats and a beanie. This will have to do to sleep in.

He undressed and redresses. He will do all the stuff to clean up and stuff tomorrow. First sleep. It is like 4 am and he had been driving since they left Cross's chapel. at like 6ish... Dust thinks... maybe earlier?

It doesn't matter. Dust lets himself fall on his mattress and rolls up. Muttering a good night to Ash and getting one in return.

--

Someone is muttering stuff near him. Ugh. Can't he just sleep for a bit longer? He is tired.

He grumbles as he tries to curl more into his blanket but he is stuck. weird. did he get tangled with his blanket again? Would explain why it is so warm and... why... something... is moving...

Dust manages to open his sockets and freezes.

Cross, well Killer, is in bed with him. Killer pouts "You woke him-"

Dust just punched him in the face nad Killer rolls off the bed. Releasing him in the process. Dust glares at him "Why the fuck are you in my room." he rubs his sockets. no longer sleepy at all. what the actual fuck?!

Killer rubs his, well Cross's face "I wanted to get up close and comfortable. but then i realised that sleeping with you as very comfy. so i slept in your bed wiht you instead of the couch."

Dust looks around and spots Ash looking pissed. and Cross hiding his face nad looking beyond embarrassed "I am so sorry! I didn't know what to do and i thought he was asleep so i went to explore the building and when i came back he was well here and I couldn't convince him to leave as he was aslready asleep himself and well..."

Dust looks at Ash and Cross "wake me?!"

Ash grumbles unhappily "You need your sleep."

Cross sighs "also nothing we did could wake killer and it isn't like he listens."

...

What even is his life?

Okay. Fine.

Dust gets up and kicks Killer and he yelps. Dust just kicks him again "Out. I need to get dressed."

Killer grins and winks "I can assist-" Dust kicks him again. Killer pouts "okay fine fine fine!" and he leaves.

Dust gets dressed quickly and goes towards the living room. Time to look into some new options to get this situation wiht Killer and Cross sorted out.

First he needs to switch their places to get Cross his body back. And then a ritual to get Killer to leave him alone.

That is easy. That is just two rituals.

Dust grabs the first book and starts looking through the rituals.

There has to be something that can work... He could also try and summon something that can make the changes if he really needs to.

[lilisouless]

Zoya: that was the weirdest job i have ever been on . Nina and her friends are crazy

Genya: what did they do?

Zoya: well, we had to break into a fancy ball that only accepted couples but...something happened...

(THE DAY BEFORE)

Zoya: this is ridiculous...just, pair yourselves up with your real partner!

Kaz: your majesty, this is a job, you don't mix bussiness with pleasure

Zoya: and they lets say that for some reason decided to have a fake disfuntional marriage

Jesper: You never take care of my needs!

Nina: and what about MY needs, Ferdinand? WHAT ABOUT ME?!

Jesper: You love that wine more than you love me!

Nina: At least the wine makes me feel good!

"Jesper gasps and storms out , Nina storms out to the other side and both give each other and Zoya a big smile and thumbs up, while she gives a facepalm "

Inej holding a fake cigarrette: oh yes, marriage is a big compromise , you have to hold on to the life you just settled on and if you don't like it then you must pray for the patience to wait until years finally make him wither...or learn to make poison if your patience is not enought...oh just kidding!

"the ladies on the table giggle while Matthias stares in cold sweating"

Zoya: Only Brekker made an effort to make it work

Kaz on a completely stoic tone : Oh yes, snuggleboo here is a great lover, my money is all going to repair beds

"Wylan spits his drink"

Kaz: He is like...obssesed, completely overwhelming. He almost didn't want to come here because well, lets say he...

Wylan whispering: Kaz, what the hell are you doing?

Kaz: People were talking how unaffectionate we look, i have to make it convincing and the options were either hold our hand or this, guess which was the viable option. Now in two minutes i need you to jump and pretend i pinched your butt

Wylan: Kaz this is...oh gross, now i am picturing it

Kaz: great, get in character

Wylan: oh for the saints

Kaz: top ten things i said on my honeymoon

Wylan: just stop

Kaz: top ten things i didn't say on it

Wylan: aagh!

Kaz: okay, you are making this way too easy

(planned this to have a different punchline but would have to make like two or three parts)

[toffee32]

I need to play an NCR run where I'm the most evil weasel. Straight up soviet-like apparatchik kissing bum to climb through ranks and start engaging in pure corruption maliciously taking advantage of bureaucracy. Taking brahmin baron bribes. Pretending to be a dumb bimbo but actually constantly scheming to get to the top. I'd wear a cute sharp gray suit with a tube skirt and also cool shades. I'd smell of cigarrettes and Gomorrah prostitutes. I would be a backstabbing bitch only to end up backstabbed by someone worse than me.

[lukaherehelp]

Playboyy EP2 - Getting What You Want?

(feels ominous now)

Instead of commenting as the episode progresses, I'm going to go straight to analyzing everything that has caught my attention. Fasten your seatbelts, this is gonna be a long one with no brakes!

SO!

Let's get out of the way the horniness first because it has me distracted. Yes, more shirtless Teena, yes to Aob's melons are out first two minutes buT I NEED TO GO UNHINGED ABOUT THIS MAN FOR A SECOND:

he fuckin pulls in wearing converse, leather pants and jacket, a white tee and while still wearing those fuckin nerd glasses while smoking a cigarrette and y'all want me to skip it?! And then we procced to learn that he was in this sugar daddy/sugar baby with master/slave dynamics with Nant (where idk if there were actual feelings or not) AND Y'ALL WANT ME TO BE NORMAL ABOUT IT?!

I'm taking Nant's place! I'm running across the globe to be his barbie doll, all the feminism in me has left, the traditional woman protocol is activated. Sir, how do you want your eggs in the morning? I get Fiat now when he said he would let Leo tie and lock him up, this man has awaken that in me.

... okey, moving on to my actual notes. Let's begin again:

PROM & PORSCHE

two bad bitches in one single frame, they are blood related.

This two are so fuckin sus that at this point I actually think they are yet another red herring (at least Prom). But I'm not talking about their involvement in Nant's disappearence right now, I'm talking information and dynamics:

Prom works in Playboyy, Porche is in charge of Miracle Car Wash.

Prom is the older brother, Porche is the younger one. Yet, Porche is out here ordering around Prom like he is taking care of a child. Either he is truly the baddest bitch on this show or growing up Prom was not the most severe brother against Porche taking in account how family dynamics in Thailand tend to go... Porsche has some balls.

Now, Porche doesn't want Prom to work on Playboyy anymore. He even states that he must hand his resignation due to Nant be back, which makes Prom smile:

Prom is obviously happy about Nant's comeback but also about his job, he ain't bending down to his little brother's wishes.

Is Playboyy also one of their father's business? Would makes sense that you put your eldest in charge.

Porche is coming out to be quite the ambitious boy, managing Playboyy would be a much more profitable and exciting job that a fuckin carwash, but Prom gets more from his job in Playboyy than just being the maître and a possible host.

Porche comments about how meeting up with Nant again can screw them over... Why? Because of their relationship or because of the clips Nant was sending to Captain? Was one of them with Prom? Is Porche looking into protecting the family name?

To continue with Prom for a little: as happy as he seem to the news of Nant being back, he doesn't seem that thrill when meeting Nont.

clever of you to go see him in Nant's white, Nont, but I do think Prom knows his baby better than you do.

Still don't know what the fucking dynamic is apart from what has being obviously stated before but here is when I slowly slide in to talk about

NANT & NONT

First of all, Nont has run out of info and is already slipping, I was fully expecting for him to come clean to First and Zouey during the breakfast:

a bunch of babies

... yet he didn't but found out important info:

the relationship (money wise) Prom and Nant had.

the clips Nant was selling to Captain.

that he's into kinky sex lmao

Seriously now, in what type of trouble was Nant in that all the money (which is not little) Prom was transfering him, combined with what Captain payed him for the clips, wasn't enough? And that's if the money is the problem.

Nont seems to think that Nant is death (so do I) and he could have fallen victim of a rough session gone wrong. Is a possible. It could be accidental.

But if it wasn't, if someone is behind it... Let's go with our only clear suspect right now: Porche.

what is the motive? could be from jealousy or pride. Is not strange for younger siblings to think their older siblings are out of bounds to their friends and Porche is a possesive bitch. If he didn't like Nant to begin with, him fuckin Porche AND getting paid by him would probably send him to the fuckin edge. It could also be a matter of family pride as well. Maybe he knew about the clips, or maybe knew about the relationship by other means and that could tint their father's reputation, therefore also his. Specially if the problem is the clips... that shit would spread like wildefire.

quick to scream at

CAPTAIN

My brother in sin... WHERE THE FUCK ARE THOSE CLIPS GOING AND HOW ARE YOU SO NON CHALANT ABOUT IT? SPECIALLY SINCE YOUR "FRIEND" IS INVOLVED IN THEM?

anygay, he's currently distracted with Puen and Keen and I can tell he's already planning how to get in Keen's pants to join the team...

I don't have much comment (for now) on Teena and Zouey since they seem to be in their own bubble and not involved in the mystery at all, but I'm going to address the elephant in the room:

SOONG & FIRST

My mind tells me two things: "well, this fuckin sucks" and "is a red herring".

We had them going at it with their fuckin shenanigans (never better said) for almost the whole episode. But we keep being reminded about how materialistic Soong seems to be:

First adores this man to the same level Zouey adores Teena, but his eyes are set somewhere else: profit.

Now, we can go to Denial, the river in Egipt, for a while and say that he's being thruthful about how he doesn't want people to think he's with First for the money... But he is. First is a giant bhath sign for him. Even when he goes to leave First home after their little "cosplay" adventure (ominous that they were dress as knock off versions of Ghostface), he just have eyes for the fuckin watch First has eventually given him:

so much so that he gets caught by First's dad

which makes me go into two theories:

either Soong is really dumb and for real has being playing First + he's straigh up a psycho

OR

as many are wishing for, after the massive argument First and his father had, and the knowledge we have that First cannot move out due to his father's controling nature, him and Soong are teamming up to con First's dad... which I also think is a dumb idea, but how cares for now.

or at least that's it for now... I'll probably write more and go in depth as we wait for EP3, but that's my investigation work for now.

Remember, my ask box and my dms are open if anybody wants to scream my way,

Luka out!