#if i don't have something worth adding i shut my mouth like??? i don't just fuckin run it

[medicinemane]

Never think that I've stopped talking about Ukraine or that I've forgotten

I follow things every day, every day hoping for some kind of miracle that means the fighting is over, russia will leave every inch of Ukrainian soil, no more bombings... but... I know it's probably some time off... I'm not stupid, I just hope people can stop dying

I follow it every day, hear all the horrible news, keep up to date with things like the Kursk counteroffensive where Ukraine has taken a great deal of russian territory (which shows russia has no red lines)

I just don't share most of what I see on here because I don't want people to get fatigued... there's so many horrible things going on in the world, I don't want to burn people out

I'd rather someone be active and able to do a little than having to just turn off and disengage with everything to avoid losing it

All I ask is that you support Ukraine, they're just trying to exist. Just trying to live normal lives. I just hope you can support the "no civilians deserve to be bombed" platform, and say they don't deserve to be bombed by russia

If you've ever got any questions, it's not like I'm an expert, it's not like I'm living it, but I do follow things every day and it often seems like I know stuff other westerners haven't hear about... so ask away

Anyway, just never think that just cause it's been a bit since I mentioned Ukraine that they're not still on my mind

You hear less for your sake, but I keep coming back every day, and even I don't remotely see the true scale and horror of it, only snippets of... photos, videos, stories people share online

[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 14

pairings: woso x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: fourteen

part one here

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you guys back me up here

lotte y/n absolutely not

neev oooh what's gotten lotte acting like this

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so i made this insane connection yeah lotte is literally a female tom holland but miss wubben-moy here is denying it

the REAL karate kid huh?

mccard hold on you might be onto something here

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

LOOOK it's not the best photo to compare from but tell me i ain't the only who sees it

stairway OMG

brightness oh yeah i'm seeing it

stephy YESSS it's the side profile

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ exactly!!

meado that is insane

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ seeee lotte! i meant it as a compliment when i said you look like tom holland's twin

elton changed lotte's name to tom holland's twin

tom holland's twin

neev

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ 😔😔

tom holland's twin niamh do i need to remind you of this afternoon at the beach? because i will

hempo oooh i wanna know what happeneddd

daly

stairway WAIT YOU GUYS WENT TO THE BEACH?! AND DIDN'T INVITE ME

the REAL karate kid that is so sad we must've completely forgotten about you

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG YESS I HAVE AMAZING PHOTOS TO SHARE

neev Y/N NO

tom holland's twin Y/N YES

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

this one and jessie were STRUGGLING for an hour trying to place their mats 😭😭 it was so funny

flaming hot STOPPP DONT REMIND ME

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

and miss fleming here even gave me the bird guys she's not as innocent as she looks

flaming hot oh shut up y/n

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you're just sour that the wind loved me

flaming hot yeah i really am

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

i'm justfdghjkem ehyu tyuiolkjehsyuikmdrnh

willybum um y/n you good?

elton are you having a stroke rn?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ sorry y/n's a bit busy rn

neev WHERE'S Y/N MY BAE AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ if you want to see her alive again i'm gonna need y'all to venmo me 10k each

stairway 10k?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ is that too much for you?

stairway oh no no it was just surprising how you didn't go for one 1 million like everyone usually does

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh well i guess if you want it that way then 1 million each from y'all

willybum STANWAY WTH

neev had to open that big mouth of yours

ona we'll save y/n just what is this venmo and how do i venmo you money?

elton i mean do we have to ..... she'll be fineee

neev you know what how about 1 m for y/n toone will pay for it on behalf of us all

elton HUH excuse you i ain't venmoing anyone a million dollars i'm positive i don't even have a hundred dollars in my bank account

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ wow glad to know how much i'm worth 😔

ona y/n! you're okay! do i still have to venmo for your safety?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh no no don't worry about it ona you're too sweet for this world 🥺 kyra and charli were being jerks and snatched my phone and ran away

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ added kyra and cha cha

kyra aw man you ruined the fun 😔 i could've earned some money

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ nahhh ona's too precious to be scammed by you but i mean ella on the other hand ....

elton OI

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG HOW MANY SELFIES DID YOU TWO TAKE ON MY PHONE?!

cha cha just enough 😁

stephy i was dreading when the three of you would meet up as if we don't already have enough chaos in this groupchat

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ stephyyy why would you think that 😔

cha cha honestly

kyra

the REAL karate kid 😭😭

willybum HELP

cha cha HAHA I LOVE THIS PLS

stephy

kyra WOAH WOAH WOAH

stephy

kyra

cha cha HELP YOU BEAT KYRA WITH MEMES I CANT BELIEVE THIS

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ HAHAHA STEPH YOU ICONIC LEGEND I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE

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i don't even know what the hell this is anymore 😭😭 but i hope you enjoyed this nonsense

part fifteen here

[bowsellie]

we have chemistry

warnings: college!ellie x college!reader, stoner!ellie, chronically ill reader (not specific, just mentions of fatigue and a medical accommodation for a single room for plot reasons lol), weed usage (Ellie and reader), mild language, briefly proofread, no use of y/n minors dni! smut in 3rd section! top!ellie, some degradation, praise (reader called a good girl, pretty girl, etc., ellie told she's doing a good job), SO MUCH CONSENT WE <3 CONSENT, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), aftercare.

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You didn't want to be taking organic chemistry. Nobody in that class did--not even the chemistry majors. But as finals season rolled around, you found yourself spending extra time to make sure that it would at least be worth your while. Needless to say, not everybody shared the same drive.

As the clock hit 8:49am on the last class before the exam, everybody started shoving their laptops away despite the professor's continuing drone. To your right there was an extra loud snap! as the student beside you--an auburn-haired girl you'd never seen before--shut the screen with finality. You shot her a glare, gently closing your notebook as people began to trickle out.

"You're smart, right?"

You angled your face towards the sound, assuming somebody was having a side conversation close by. Instead, you found yourself face to face with striking green eyes leaning to reach your line of sight.

"Hi. Yeah, you. You're using an actual notebook and have all the fancy pens and shit, so...are you smart?"

Your eyebrows drew together slightly as you shrugged with one shoulder. "I try, I guess. Um...why?"

One corner of the girl's mouth picked up. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I've literally never been to this class before. My grade sucks. But I really don't want to retake this shit. Do you think you could help me?"

You stared at her incredulously, mentally calculating the equation of audacity and arrogance it must take to expect a complete stranger to help despite a clear lack of effort.

You opened your mouth slightly to say some variation of hell fucking no, who do you think you are anyways?, maybe you should have considered that before skipping literally every other class meeting when she stuck out her hand. "I'm Ellie, by the way. I'll pay you for helping me." When you hesitated to shake it, she added a "please".

You rolled your eyes, shaking the girl--Ellie's--hand with slightly too much force. "Fine. Whatever. Give me your number." You slid your phone across the table, already open to the contacts app, and watched as she typed.

"You're a lifesaver! Thank you..." she asked, pausing for your name. You gave it. "Thank you."

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Getting back to your dorm and settling into bed for a nap, you briefly texted the number now in your phone as "Ellie" with the last name "Wehavechemistry".

hey

Almost immediately, three dots popped up.

hey there. do you like my contact? lmao

i mean, we do have chemistry together. so like...sure?

no no no. i meant like...we have chemistry. wink wink nudge nudge. and my last name starts with a w so it's funny. do you get it?

...

it's funny.

yeah yeah sure. very funny. hahaha. anyways.

when did you want to come over? i'm free all weekend, and the final's monday. sooooo

oh shit

didn't realize the final was monday

ummmmmmmm how does tomorrow at 8pm work? do you have a roommate or something we need to accommodate for?

no, no roommate. tomorrow at 8pm works fine for me. see you then, ellie.

:)

Turns out, texting with Ellie wasn't all that insufferable. She was friendlier than you expected, and every time you put your phone down to try and fall asleep you found your heart beating too fast at every notification to actually put it down.

Instead, you kept the conversation going until 8pm the next day rolled around, when instead of a text you got three loud raps at the door.

Opening it up, you saw Ellie in the same hoodie as yesterday. This time, her hair was slightly damp and she smelled like...old spice and something pungent and earthy. Did she shower already?

"Hey," you said, suddenly feeling awkward and over dressed in your jean shorts and crop top, hair still done from that afternoon. "You can come in."

Ellie grinned at you as she slid in the door. "We have a semester of schoolwork to cover. Hope you're prepared for a long night," she said.

"Trust me, I am. Did you bring anything?" You asked, looking for a bag as she climbed on to your bed.

"Nope. Not school stuff, anyways." Curious, you tossed your notebook towards her and watched as she pulled a pre-rolled joint and lighter from her hoodie pocket. "I'm assuming you don't smoke since you're like, a nerd, but do you mind if I do?"

You shook your head, dropping your jaw in false offense. "How lame do you think I am? Just because I actually go to class doesn't mean I'm a nerd."

Ellie shot you a disbelieving look, but handed you the joint anyways as you joined her on the bed. "Here, have the first hit. As a thank you for helping me out."

She lit it for you as you inhaled, passing her the weed and opening your notebook. "If this keeps you from retaining information that's not my fault. Just saying."

"Trust me, I'm so alert right now it's crazy. All of tonight is gonna be stuck in my memory for a while."

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The room gradually grew darker, lit only by your adjusting lamp and the last smoldering ashes of the joint as you reached halfway through the notebook.

You breathed heavily through your nose, looking at Ellie seriously. "It's so late. We're not going to finish this tonight."

As she looked up at you, you suddenly noticed how much closer you two had moved over the course of the night. Had your thighs been touching the whole time? Has her breath always been so close it's hitting your cheek? Why did she have to smell so good?

Your own breath caught in your throat as she leaned even closer to you, placing a hand so close to your leg you could feel the fabric of her sweatshirt against her bare thigh. Almost imperceptibly, her gaze flickered down to your chest, now rapidly rising and falling.

"How set do you think I am for this stupid final?" Ellie asked seriously, a rasp in her voice either from smoke or the lowered pitch.

"You picked up on everything really well, so at least the first half I think you'll do fine."

She grabbed your left hand in both of hers, causing your breath to catch again. Her eyes flickered down again, this time lingering longer. Following her gaze, you noticed the top of your bra peeking out.

"Sorry," you said, quickly adjusting your shirt to cover it as heat spread through your body.

"No, no, you're fine. Sorry for looking," she said. You looked at her face, watching as her eyes seemed to trace the shape of your shoulders and the line of your throat.

The air thickened with tension, but you found yourself not wanting Ellie to leave yet. "So, why did you take this class anyways? If you didn't want to go?"

Finally, she met your eyes. "I need a chemistry for my major. Astronomy. I thought I would like this one, but didn't realize it was a fucking 8am when I signed up. By the time I realized I wasn't going to make it up that early it was too late to drop." She shrugged. "What about you? Big chemistry fan?"

You snorted. "Not really, but I also needed a chemistry for my major. I like the 8ams, it lets me have afternoons free to sleep. That's why I don't have a roommate--medical accommodations for fatigue or whatever." She nodded along, genuinely listening.

"Well, hopefully I don't have to retake this class. Next time there probably won't be a pretty girl willing to help me out."

You smiled at her, breathing sharply out of your nose in a laugh. "We'll see what we can do."

A beat of silence washed over you before Ellie pointed towards the pride flag on your wall with her chin. "So...are you..." She began, causing you to laugh full out this time.

"Yeah. Obviously, I'd hope, but if you're feminine people tend to assume otherwise I guess." You smiled and looked at her. "Are you?"

Ellie placed a hand on her chest. "I'm hurt you had to ask. I've been trying to flirt with you since I got your number, babe."

Oh.

"Oh."

She leaned back a little. "I can cut it out, if you want. I couldn't tell if you were into it or not."

Without giving her time to continue doubting, you sprung forward and attached your lips to hers. Threading your fingers in her hair and breathing in as you pulled back.

"So...you are into it?"

"I'm a little dense, Ellie. Don't let the color-coded notes fool you. But yes. Now that I know...I'm into it."

She smiled at you with one side of her mouth again, this time leaning forward to kiss you first. Lips opening slightly, you felt her body around yours as her hands found the bed and pushed you on to your back.

Ellie pushed her tongue gently into your mouth, settling between your legs as they fell open. As you felt her weight between your hips, you groaned a little.

Whining a little as she pulled away, your eyes fluttered shut as Ellie threaded her fingers through the hair by your ear. "Is this supposed to be my payment?" you asked, leaning into her touch.

"Shut up," she said playfully, leaning in to kiss you again. This time it was more forceful, teeth bumping against teeth as your tongues chased each other. Too focused on the overwhelming sensation of Ellie's mouth on your own, you broke the kiss to moan in surprise when you felt her knee push against your core.

Using the opportunity to trail her mouth down your cheek, to your jaw, to your neck, Ellie asked "is this okay, baby?" between kisses. You nodded before remembering she couldn't see you, instead responding with a slightly choked "yes."

In response, her lips attached right behind your ear as her teeth sunk into you and she began to suck. You groaned, bucking your hips against her knee. Kindly, she began to push it back into you, laughing into your neck as you continued whimpering.

"What?" you asked. "Why are you laughing?"

Ellie pulled away from the spot she had been working into your collarbone, meeting your eyes. "You're just so pretty. Can't believe I have you falling apart for me and I've barely touched you."

Your mouth fell open at her words, groaning. Ellie's mouth found yours again, her hands reaching for your tits over your shirt. "Can't blame me for looking at these," she said between kisses, "You look so good in this shirt."

"Take it off, then," you said. You sounded braver than you felt, your stomach doing absolute flips as the girl over you quickly complied to reveal your lacy nude bra.

"I like this," she said softly. "I want it off, though. Is that okay, pretty?" You nodded. The bra was nothing special--just comfy and the right color. If Ellie liked it, though, it was now one of your favorites.

Her mouth moved down your chin and neck to attach to your left nipple, bringing a hand to your opposite hip as she sucked and licked lightly. Your hips continued to buck against her knee, which was now stationary as you essentially rode her thigh.

Chuckling a little, Ellie looked up at you and began unbuttoning your shorts. "Knew you'd be needy. What kind of thoughts are you hiding from me?" she asked, pulling off your bottoms and panties in one go when you lifted your hips to help.

You smiled a little watching her eyes attach themselves to the spot between your legs. "What can I say?" you said. "Maybe I'm a little slutty if the right girl has me under her."

This seemed to light something in Ellie, who watched your face as she brought your face down to your pussy. Close enough to feel her breath, her eyes gleamed as she moved away from your hips chasing her.

"Please," you asked, voice breaking. "Please, Ellie."

"Guess you are a slut, huh? Begging for me already." Whatever response you had was cut off by a screaming moan as her mouth attached itself to you, immediately lapping at your clit before interspersing it with longer licks. Your legs shut around her face as your hands grabbed into her hair, pulling a little as you noticed the groan she made at the pressure.

"That feels so good, Ellie." Her motions sped up at this, and you hurriedly repeated the phrase as she focused more attention on your clit. Feeling everything tighten, you wrapped your ankles around her back as your hips lifted almost completely off the bed. Still attached to you, Ellie fully moaned as you pulled her hair and came over her face.

Whimpering softly as she pulled away, you audibly groaned when she looked up at you and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "You did so good, baby. Do you have another one in you?"

You quickly nodded, feeling words escape you. All you wanted was for her to say you did good again.

Ellie leaned into you, placing her head into the crook of your neck as her fingers ghosted lightly over your hips, stomach, and thighs. Finally, you felt them dip into the pool of wet that had collected in your cunt. Spreading the mix of saliva, cum, and arousal up to your clit and around your hole, she slowly pushed a slender finger into you. Your back arched off the bed when she began pumping it in and out, chuckling against your neck.

"Such a pretty girl. You're doing so good," she whispered. Your moans grew louder at her words and she pushed another finger in. "Good girl," she breathed, kissing your neck and jaw as she worked into you.

"Ellie," you gasped. "Ellie, please."

"What, baby?"

"Please, Ellie, please. Wanna cum."

You felt her lips quirk up against your collarbone as she added a thumb to your clit and a curl to her fingers. Quicker than you'd ever been able to get there yourself, you felt the tightening of your gut. She swallowed your moans with a sloppy kiss, gently catching your bottom lip between her teeth before soothing it with her tongue. She used her other hand to hold on to your hair at the scalp as you writhed, second orgasm shuddering through your body.

"Good girl," she said as she worked you through it. Sitting up, she wiped her fingers on your thighs before moving up up to let you rest your head on her chest. "You did so good, baby. My smart, pretty, good girl."

You whimpered a little, not prepared to speak just yet. Ellie seemed to understand and didn't push you, holding you and playing with your hair until you leaned back to smile at her.

"That was good. Thank you," you told her, leaning in for a kiss that tasted of your sweat and pussy.

Ellie broke away, moving the hand wrapped around your waist to grab something out of your back pocket. She placed it on your bare chest, tucking it between your tits.

"What do I look like, a prostitute?" you asked. "Much love to them, but..."

Ellie raised her eyebrows. "I mean, you fuck like a professional, but this is for helping me study."

You grabbed the bill and pushed it back into her pocket. "Save it for next time. We need to finish that notebook if you want to actually pass this class."

Ellie kissed the top of your head. "How does tomorrow work?"

A/N this is basically a self insert...my bad. tried to make it as inclusive to different readers as possible. let me know if there's anything I can improve on!! <3

[circeyoru]

I imagine what would happen and what it would do for the reader to finally say "I love you" to Alastor (Maybe with a kissing scene, I don't know, it's up to you!) .. Like what scenario could this happen? And what would our yandere react?

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}

Another wholesome one!!! AHhhh

I think you guys are gonna love this one

If you guys read all my writings for {Unwanted Soul} and I'm including the asks too since I treat them as trivia now, you'll know Reader/you are not one to declare directly about your love. The most you did was admit to yourself and tell Alastor you missed him before your slumber. For good reason.

(since there's yet to be a request for part 5 or story ideas, this might be a spoiler or reused for future writing but with more details. you are warned)

Now, what would it take for you to directly confess? There MUST be a trigger. Something that pushes you to the edge that you can't keep it to yourself. A previous ask already got the kissing part, you were not shy to show your affection to Alastor. It's the admitting and people's acknowledgement that makes you not establish a relationship.

So what would push you? Be that trigger? There's already 2 people that did that. Mimzy and Adam. What they both have in common is the way they treated Alastor. One was using Alastor for their own benefit and the other was going to take Alastor away from you. You're not on Alastor's level, but you having accept your feelings now won't stand by and let others take Alastor away from you.

The trigger needs a build-up, so there's a repeated element. Adam's dead, so that's a no. Mimzy isn't, so she's the one. Okay, Alastor has no idea that you went to have Mimzy a silent warning (firing a shot at her), he only knows you know Mimzy and her actions, since you never expressed your dislike of Mimzy to Alastor. You heard from Husk what type of demon Mimzy was and he was happy to provide.

What happened was Mimzy came to the hotel again, asking for Alastor. You stayed back watching while Husk asked why, she claims that she wanted to apologise to Alastor for her actions. Charlie being the kind soul she is, let Mimzy stay and wait till Alastor came back. You were just about to leave for your room, wanting to tell Alastor to delay his return or just not go through the hotel lobby.

"Hey, you're a new face!"

You didn't even need to turn around and Mimzy was already standing in front of you. You had a hand on a notebook was was strapped to the side of your hip, something like where one would put their swords or guns, then your quill was in your inner chest pocket. Everyone else in the lobby felt the tense aura around you, everyone except Mimzy who continued to babble on and on.

You got annoyed standing around and sat down, Mimzy following suit. If you were ever in doubt of why you hated interactions, yeah, she's the perfect example. You didn't even listen to what she was talking about, shutting her off. Everyone saw and noticed, it was off that you were humoring Mimzy when you could have left, but you didn't. Then they recalled that Mimzy was looking for Alastor, so they figured you stayed around to see the exchange between the two.

"Actually, this cutie here's always got smile's attention. He's like a puppy!" Angel added mid-conversation.

"Wow, you fell for him of all people? I mean, I wouldn't blame yeah, but he's not worth it!" Mimzy laughed. "Never will he even care about a little weak soul like you!"

When Husk saw the way your face scrunched up in disgust, he warned Mimzy to shut it. Naturally, she snaps back at Husk and says she's talking to you. Charlie comes over to defend Husk and you, telling Mimzy to back down. But she continues, laughed and sang how evil and cruel Alastor was to cut your chances. To you, it was so weird that while Alastor saw Mimzy as a friend, she didn't. That was too close to home for you. Way too close.

"Shut your annoying mouth!" You declared, standing up. Your outburst got everyone staring at you and Mimzy to shut up. "What do you know? You use Alastor's name to get what you want. You use your friendship with him to get what you want. What's wrong with you? In Hell, you're supposed to treasure what you have. Not abuse it."

"Wow, so you're one of those. So righteous, so good." Mimzy taunted back with a smirk. "It's because we're in Hell that we should use everything to our advantage." She got in your face as she poked at you, "You're very defensive of ol' Alastor. What, did ya actually fall for him?"

Without missing a beat, you spoke so clearly and firmly, "I love Alastor."

"What was that?"

"I said," Just for a moment, your eyes closed with a blink and you turned to the voice on impulsive, a glare prepared to direct at the demon, "I love you."

Your own gasp and shocked overshadowed everyone elses. Alastor. When did he come back? Your mind replayed what happened and you froze, you immediately teleported away with your pages and disappeared from the lobby.

Alastor's shock and joy were cut short when he heard Mimzy's laughter, sarcastically lamenting for your 'heartbreak'. His demonic form came out so naturally and his shadows swallowed Mimzy whole. No time to waste. He went to you and found you in your pile of pillows covered by your blanket.

He sat by your bed and placed his hand over your head, "Darling, I can forget I heard it." He's lying, he'll remember it. You defending him, you caring for him, and you declaring your love for him. In some sense, Mimzy was useful. But for you, he'll say he won't care. "You don't have to take the role or any responsibility."

Alastor almost didn't react fast enough when he was pinned to the bed post by you, a kiss on the lips made him all the more excited and downbad for you and your affection. His eyes droopy as he reached for you, that determined look on your face and that beating heart.

"No. Remember it and never betray my love. Alastor."

It's his now.

"Of course, My Love."

All his.

[midnightlizard]

Worst to best way to wake up

Natasha Romanoff x gn!reader

Summary: Natasha wakes up from a nightmare and you help her recover

A/N: I wrote a few years ago so it's not my best work, but I still think it's worth putting it out here

Warnings: mentions of blood and death (fake)

Word count: 742

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Red.

Red was all Natasha could see.

Red on her hands, red on her clothes...red on your clothes, red on your face.

How did she get to this point she didn't know, the only thing she knew was that you were bleeding form all over your body, one of her hands cradling your head, the other on your cheek, giving light slaps to wake you up. Tears streaming down her face, crying out your name.

But you weren't moving.

>>>>

Black.

Black was all you could see.

But you heard some noises and felt someone shaking you.

You opened your eyes and instantly went for the lamp on your nightstand before turning to the source of the noise.

Once the room had that glimmer of light you could see Natasha trashing around on the king sized bed, small whimpers leaving her lips, discomfort evident on her face.

She was having a nightmare. A very bad one it seemed.

You put your weight on your elbow, touching her shoulder and lightly shaking her. She suddenly sat up on the bed, eyes fixated on the wall in front of her.

You knew she wasn't totally here, merely sensing your presence.

You copied her position.

"Nat everything is okay now, it was just a nightmare, can I touch you?"

She shook her head, turning to look at you.

"I'm fine, don't worry"

You raised your eyebrows, sighing softly.

"love, You’re shaking, please let me help you"

"it's not the first time I have a nightmare, I don't need any help"

"Natasha."

The use of her full name and your sweet but stern tone of voice let her knew you weren't going to let this go.

“How much of that did you hear?” she whispered after a second.

"I only felt you tossing around."

You both knew it wasn't the truth, it was to help her talk about her feelings. She sighed.

“I thought you died, you were in my arms but I couldn't wake you up, blood was all over the place, you didn't answer me I didn't know what to do-"

A couple of tears started to make their way down, and before you could talk she interrupted you "is that invitation still on?"

"of course honey, come here" you wrapped her up in your arms, running a hand down her back.

After a while she raised her head from your neck.

You wiped the tears off her cheeks, cupping one, she had now a relaxed expression on her face.

"Can I kiss you?"

You whispered with a cautious smile on your face, causing her to return it before nodding.

The kiss was light, it was just a mean of showing your presence to try and silence the thoughts in her head. You had no powers that could help and shut the nightmares but maybe-

"I love you"

-maybe another noise can distract her.

It was not the first time you said the three words to each other, it just wasn't a common thing, with both being scared of expressing feeling, but it was definitely much harder for the ex spy, who preferred to demonstrate affection through actions.

She threw one leg over your hips, straddling you, her arms around your neck.

“Love is stupid. I don’t know why you like it.”

The readhead casually commented with a teasing smile, playing with the hair at the back of your neck.

"Oh shut up" you laughed, rolling your eyes. You could tell Nat wanted to say something by the way she opened her mouth before closing it right after. Breaking the silence she murmured seriously, "I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me."

"you think?"

"oh shut up" she mimicked your words, hint of her own shyness added.

"well, I know I am in love with you, and that scares me too, but I trust you enough to give you my heart, forever."

She arched her eyebrows, biting her lip to prevent a smile.

"oh yea? is that a proposal?"

"no- I mean I would like to, would love to but this is not the right time, we're both avengers, always busy saving the world, someday when we retire, or- or before, yea even before beca-"

Sweet lips on yours stopped your poorly made up excuse. Once it ended, she had a vulnerable but trusting look, reserved just for you.

"if you prepare a better speech I think the answer might just be yes."

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist

MCU Masterlist - General Masterlist

[angelitaby]

yandere!donatello x reader. tw; attempted suicide. themes of obsession, violence and kidnapping. proceed with caution!

“you’ve been sitting here for five minutes, and you haven’t touched your dinner… you should eat."

it takes you a few blinks to come back from your dark headspace of static and noise, but you slowly return back to reality. back to the low light of the lab. his voice was like a bitter taste left on the edge of your tongue, but it awoke you from your self-induced daze.

you tugged at the cuffs on your wrist that kept you restrained to the table. your back facing the silver glow of his lab, the light enveloping you like angels scratching at the skin of your back. he noticed your discomfort at the chains and you swear there was a twitch of a smirk ghosting upon his lips.

“it’s for your own good. i can’t have you trying to run off again, can i?”

he doesn't wait for you to respond before adding, “because then you could get seriously injured! or somehow escape! and what would i do without you?”

you want to scoff, but the dry of your throat doesn't allow you to. so, with a voice full of coarse detest, you muttered out a quick “shut up, donatello,” before regretting how shaky the words snaked out of your mouth.

he doesn't reply, only giving a dry chuckle before returning his gaze to his own desk where he continues to work on God knows what.

tonight he gave you chicken, lined with rice and vegetables that you watched his hand crafted machines chop up just minutes before.

“you should eat up, you’ll need the strength for later.” he doesn't look at you as he says this. but you prefer it that way.

you don’t say anything, glaring at the cold metal that dug into your skin. and you don't dare to touch the food even though your stomach aches and twists like a rope, knawing at you for something to eat.

“i’ll be nicer on you with the experiments tonight if you do.”

you reached your free hand up to your neck and traced your fingers over the bruises and scars across your collarbone, slashes across the bone in bane. you swallowed dry air down your throat before breathing out. "you promise?”

“have i ever lied to you, darling?”

“no… but you’ve misled me.”

“i’ve told you before it was for your own good." he spoke as if he was scolding a child, or more so an experiment than a person, and you hated it.

"i suppose it is only in your nature to despise me now, but you'll understand why i'm doing this eventually."

fat fucking chance.

“but enough of my ramblings. eat, please.”

he gestured to the plate in front of you, the plate accompanied by water in a glass and a cheap fork. and by his tone of voice, you knew his words were a demand rather than a request. still you hesitated before picking up the utensil. 

you could try again.

try to take yourself out by your own accord. though he might punish you for even thinking about it… the risk worth the promise you're not sure he would even keep in the first place.

...he probably wouldn't keep his word either way. you grasped onto the fork tightly, taking a deep breath and pulling your arm back as far as the chains would let you.

and you stabbed yourself right in the throat.

or at least, you tried.

it stung like a brief needle to the skin, and nothing more. absolutely nothing.

it wasn’t even bleeding…

you hopelessly laughed at yourself, dropping the fork and feeling at your neck, begging for a wound. begging for the bitter sweet touch of blood. you hands grasped around your throat as tight as you could, tears threatening to pour out, but there was no more left to cry.

fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck!

your head felt heavy and your breathing was short, but it didn't do anything to stop the beating of your heart.

he grabbed you hands, pulling them away from you as he chastised you with a dark glint in his eye that you couldn't quite catch in the moment. “you already tried that on our first night.”

“don’t you remember that the utensils are plastic? you don’t think i'd trust you with metal or wooden ones, do you?”

“..no..”

“it didn’t work the first time. did you really think it would work this time?” 

“...no...”

“you poor, poor thing. we’ll deal with this later.”

we’ll deal with this later... your breathing was harsh at the intentions his words lead to. it was uncomfortable to even blink, you felt a migraine seeping into your head.

"now, eat." you didn't have the energy to fight anymore with your stomach burning your insides at the stake.

you picked up the fork again, hesitating for a moment. but without another word, you began to eat.

the worst thing about donatello, besides your relationship with him, the experiments tested on you for his own sick work of mind... was that the cooking was good. really, really good.

but he would never touch his own work. he would always place a plate of food for you, and never for him.

he told you he didn’t like to eat, he didn’t need to, he claimed. he often didn't sleep, either.

fucking hypocrite.

he watched you with glee, his eyes lighting up like flames shaping burning glass. watching you indulge in the only pleasure you have besides sleep.

he smirked as you struggled to bring the fork to your lips, both from the shackle and from the feeling of past pain.

“is it good?”

you don’t allow him an answer, not indulging him with more than what you're forced to.

you reached for the water and slowly drank. the cold stung your throat with relief and a painful cough.

tomorrow is another day.

you could try again.

[mydisenchantedeulogy]

Unbreakable || Trafalgar Law || 1/3

A/n: As I stated before, this is a short inspired by the episode 'Meet in the Middle' of 'The Twilight Zone'. I have decided to break this one-shot into 3 parts because it's easier on me this way and I want to at least get something written and posted for it. If anyone wants to be added to the tag list, let me know. Please enjoy.

Warning(s): GN! Reader, awkward first conversation, modern AU, telepathy.

The gentle sound of water sloshing in the bathroom sink permeates your ears as you attempt to calm your irritation. It's been a rough shift, and the lazy employees giving you trouble are only adding to your stress one incident at a time. But at least it's almost over.

You take an uneasy breath and then shut off the water. It's time you went back. The last thing you need is for someone to report you or accuse you of milking the time. Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you force a smile. 

"You've got this. No one here is worth going to prison over."

Reluctantly leaving the bathroom, you return to work. For the next hour, you grin and bear the employees pressing your buttons. It's not easy to ignore, but your patience to do so impresses you, and once it's time to leave you rush from the building so fast you are certain the higher-ups will have you in the office tomorrow. 

Freedom, at last, you think to yourself in glee as you saunter down the street toward the crosswalk. 

You can't wait to get home. There is so much you want to do; relaxing, of course, being the main objective. But as you continue, an eerie yet deep pressure consumes your head, forcing you to halt for a moment. 

 I'm losing it.

You lurch in fear at the sudden deep and powerful voice in your ear. At first, you think someone must have snuck up on you, but glancing wildly around, you soon realize this is not the case. You are alone. So where did the voice come from? 

"It's in my head." There is no other explanation. "I must be sleep deprived."

But how does that explain the tone of the voice?

You and I both. 

Groaning in annoyance, you grab your head. The pressure makes it feel as though it's congested. You don't like this feeling at all. 

"What the fuck is going on?"

The voice laughs; a pleasant masculine sound that brings goosebumps to your skin. You wrap your arms tightly around yourself, sauntering toward the curb where other people are standing, waiting. 

It's as you said. We must be sleep deprived. Either that or…we're both suffering a mental break, the voice suggests.   

"I am not insane," you counter.

The voice hums. 

Look around, stranger-ya. Are you talking out loud? Because even if you aren't suffering a mental break, to everyone else you look a bit insane.

From the corner of your eye, you notice an unfamiliar woman give you an incredulous look and sidestep away from you. The voice is right. Your face heats up in embarrassment.

"This is just fucking great," you whisper in annoyance.

Turning your head to the side, you make sure no one is looking before you continue. 

"Are you my conscience or something? Because you haven't exactly been doing your job these past few years."

No, the voice merely retorts. 

You turn up your eyes in annoyance. 

"Right. Look…I don't have time for a mental breakdown so if you could stop talking I'd appreciate it."

Easier said than done, stranger-ya. You're in my head too, the voice retorts. It was you who reached me first, announcing your freedom, loudly. 

Heat spreads across your face. There is so much about this that doesn't make sense to you. Groaning, you cross the street when allowed and quicken your pace. You want to make sure no one witnesses you talking to yourself. 

"So, you're real?" You ask.

Yes, the voice answers. 

An annoyed sigh leaves your mouth. 

"You aren't exactly what one would call a social butterfly, are you?"

The voice snorts. 

Are you?

You shrug. 

"It depends. Though I suppose you have a point. We don't know one another. It's weird enough we're even talking to one another as is. I don't even know your name."

It's Law.

You raise a curious brow. His name doesn't sound familiar, though that doesn't mean he isn't from the area. Offering him your name, you hear him hum in response.

We are not from the same area, Law points out. I had assumed so. 

You don't see how. Perhaps he's from a small town though and knows the names of everyone who lives within it. You bite your bottom lip. 

"I see."

Honestly, you don't know what else to say. This entire ordeal is strange and you aren't convinced yet that your brain isn't making the entire thing up.

"Listen, I don't know how we can hear one another, but perhaps we should try to tune one another out. I mean…we're strangers," you state. 

You are right. Before, when your voice reached me, I felt a pressure in my head and I concentrated on it. We might be able to tune one another out this way, Law explains. 

You hum. It's true and though the concept seems easy enough, you aren't certain it will work. 

"Shall we try it?"

After you, retorts Law.

With a deep uneasy breath, you focus your thoughts on something other than Law; the color of the stoplights; the sound and smell of the world around you. The pressure in your head slowly fades until you no longer feel it. 

"He was right," you utter feeling much better. However, a sense of sadness washes over you. It had been awkward and unexpected but at least Law had a nice voice. "He sounded kind of hot."

I heard that…likewise. 

Shit. So long as you think about him, the link seems to broadcast your voice. Your face heats up in embarrassment and you apologize, tuning him out once again; the sound of his laugh is the last thing from him you hear. 

You have a feeling this isn't going to be easy.  

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Fanfiction Prompts

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(I will be adding more prompts just give me time)

master list

Prompts:

"I wanna baby"

pregnancy hcs

do they dance

first kiss hcs

wedding hcs

"will you marry me?"

doing their makeup hcs

drunk karaoke songs

would they send nudes

3 sum

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ass or tits

skinny dipping

oral hcs

caught (specify if you want a sfw or nsfw)

"You say you love me and then you say we can't be together. That is not fair!"

"If we don't work out... I can't risk losing my best friend."

"Your moans are my favourite sound."

"Tease me some more and I'll show you my reaction."

"I haven't said that we're done here already."

"Staying quiet was never your strong suit, wasn't it?"

"Make me shut up then."

"I will give that mouth something to do."

"A little biting never hurt nobody."

"Come on, don't just undress me with your eyes."

"I have dreamed of this, but this is so much better."

"Can you feel how my body is reacting to you?"

"Who knew that you're hiding such a dirty mind."

"Getting you naked was just the first part of my plan for the night."

"Let's have some fun we won't forget in the morning."

"You're wearing way too many clothes for what I have in mind."

"Can you feel how much I want you?"

"I can never get enough of your taste."

"I want to ruin you."

"Your tongue is truly extraordinary."

"I have seen you naked before."

"No bed needed."

"Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas."

"I could do this all day. And definitely all night."

"Let's get you out of those clothes."

"I can never seem to get enough of you."

"How about we continue this somewhere more private?"

"I went to the gym, so I will be able to hold you up even longer."

"How about we get really dirty before we shower, so that it's actually worth the effort?"

"Reality is even better than my dreams."

"I told you, you would eventually start begging."

"Oh, you're such a tease!"

"I'm not necessarily hungry for food right now."

"You're so tense, do you want me to make you more relaxed?"

"Hmm, is that a threat or a promise?"

"Who would have thought that this is something that you're into?"

"You're a lot more flexible than I thought."

"I want to please you."

"Tell me what you would want to do, if you were here right now."

"Your shirt got a little dirty, how about we take it off?"

"I want to give you a hickey, so everyone can see how I feel about you."

"Oh, I love that sound you make."

"Do you want to take it off or should I do it for you?"

"I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it."

"Maybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense."

"If we weren't in public right now..."

"Your hand feels much better than my own"

"Come on, you have to work for it."

"I'll take it that you like what you see."

"Your moans will wake everyone up and I'm oddly fine with that."

"I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist."

"Don't act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago."

"We should probably leave, before we start a scandal."

"Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer."

"I think you lost your underwear somewhere."

"Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you."

"I could make you feel better."

"Get back down here, we're not done yet."

"Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this."

"I know I should care about the reason why you're naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment."

Characters:

• Billy Loomis (Scream)

• Stu macher (Scream)

• Ethan Landry (Scream)

• Norman Bates (Psycho)

• Tiffany Valentine (Chucky)

• Art the clown (Terrifier)

• Herbert West (Re-animator)

• Jennifer check (Jennifer's body)

• Colin Grey (Jennifer's body)

• Brahms Heelshire (The boy)

• Patrick Bateman (American psycho)

• Ash Williams (Evil dead)

• Mike Schmidt (Five nights at Freddy's)

• Roman Godfrey (Hemlock Grove)

• Peter Rumancek (Hemlock Grove)

• Adrian Chase (Peacemaker)

• Jerome Valeska (Gotham)

• Jeremiah Veleska (Gotham)

• Edward nygma (Gotham)

• Peter Parker (The amazing Spider-Man)

• Peter Maximoff (X-Men)

• Spencer Charnas (Ice Nine Kills)

• Andy Black (Black Veil Brides)

• Gerard Way (My Chemical Romance)

• Frank Iero (My Chemical Romance)

• Ian Gallagher (Shameless U.S.)

• Mickey (Shameless U.S.)

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[accidentalbi]

a small assortment of lyrics from my playlists, 3 - ?

" I'm sorry, but your story isn't adding up. "

" Think your religion is a lie to keep my mouth shut. "

" I won't testify to crimes you're keeping score of. "

" Why don't you throw me to the wolves? I thought you were one. "

" You were standing there like an angry god, counting off my sins just to cross them off. "

" Saying that my tongue was too loud to trust. "

" My dear, you're not so innocent. "

" You're fooling Heaven's gates so you won't have to change. "

" You're no saint. "

" Your revelations don't look nothing like the pictures. "

" You read between the lines and don't stick to the scriptures. "

" You only follow rules if others follow with you. "

" That doesn't sound so holy. "

" That doesn't sound so holy, only playing victim. "

" Keep your judgement for someone else, I've had enough. "

" How much is art really worth? "

" The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most. "

" But you need your rotten heart. "

" You need to go to war to find material to sing. "

" I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to sing; my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology. "

" Just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take. "

" What strange claws are these, scratching at my skin? "

" I never knew my killer would be coming from within. "

" I was never as good as I always thought I was. "

" I was never as good as I always thought I was, but I knew how to dress it up. "

" I was never satisfied, it never let me go. "

" I'm in love with an angel, Heaven forbid. "

" Made me a believer with the touch of her skin. "

" I go to Hell and back with you. "

" I go to Hell and back with you, stay lost in what we found. "

" Worlds apart, we were the same until we hit the ground. "

" Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm weak. "

" Maybe I'm blinded by what I see. "

" You wanted a soldier, but it wasn't me. "

" So fly on your own. "

" It's time I let you go. "

" I'm in love with an angel who's afraid of the light. "

" Her halo is broken, but there's fight in her eyes. "

" Walls were built to keep us safe until they're crashing down. "

" So glad to see you well, overcome and completely silent now. "

" With Heaven's help, you cast your demons out. "

" And not to pull your halo down around your neck and tug you off your cloud -- "

" I'm more than just a little curious how you're planning to go about making your amends to the dead. "

" Recall the deeds as if they're all someone else's atrocious stories. "

" Now you stand reborn before us all. "

" And not to pull your halo down around your neck and tug you to the ground -- "

" With your halo slipping down to choke you now. "

" I used to float, now I just fall down. "

" I used to know, but I'm not sure now what I was made for. "

" What was I made for? "

" I was an ideal. "

" Turns out I'm not real. "

" I don't know how to feel. "

" I don't know how to feel, but I wanna try. "

" When did it end? All the enjoyment. "

" I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend. "

" Think I forgot how to be happy. "

" Something I'm not, but something I can be. "

" Something I wait for, something I'm made for. "

" You can be a lover or a fighter, whatever you desire. "

" Wings of a butterfly, eyes of a tiger. "

" Whatever you want, baby; choose your fighter. "

" I know this world can be a little confusing, no walk in the park. "

" I can help you solve the riddle; you're perfect as you are. "

" You're perfect as you are. "

" If you wanna break out of the box, wanna call all of the shots, if you wanna be sweet or be soft, then go off. "

" Don't let nobody tell you you can't. "

" It's giving thunder and lightning. "

" I can feel the floor shaking and the glass begin to break. "

" The air is getting thinner with every breath that I take. "

" The calm before the storm, you could hear the drop of a pin. "

" Never been claustrophobic, but now the walls are closing in. "

" I've crossed every line, broken every boundary. "

" Now it's retribution time. "

" Strike me down, take me away. "

" Debts are due, it's time to pay. "

" Face what I deserve. "

" Here comes judgement day. "

" I won't run, the guilt is mine. "

" Too long denying all my crimes. "

" Hearts are easily broken when you've been made in the shade. "

" Don't do love, don't do friends. "

" I'm only after success. "

" Don't need a relationship. "

" I'll never soften my grip. "

" I just want to make a change. "

" I know exactly what I want and who I want to be. "

" I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine. "

" I'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy. "

" One track mind, one track heart. "

" If I fail, I'll fall apart. "

" Maybe it is all a test. "

" I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best. "

" If you are not very careful, your possessions will possess you. "

" Now real life has no appeal. "

" I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly. "

" I'm gonna fly. "

" I'm gonna fail. "

" I'm gonna fail, I'm gonna die. "

" I'm gonna die. "

[tsuki-sennin]

It's bigger! It's badder! Ladies and gentlemen, it's too much for Ukiyo Ace!

Welcome back to the Jyamato Grand Prix!

Joining us today is Buffa, God of All Jyamato! And boy is he mad~! Kamen Riders beware. This bull's gonna ran through the China shop that is your lives~!

...in theory, at least :3

Spoilers, I guess...

-Where is the Fox Man?

-Sara-neesan...

-She truly remembers nothing about what happened to her brother.

-Oh fuck, Kyuun!

-Oh fuck, John and Ben! Hell yeah!

-"Everything's different again... even you, Neon."

-Holy shit

-Kurama really went there, didn't he?

-That fucker.

-Beroba offers you more battle.

-"The answer's obvious. I'm gonna win again."

-"And?" Holy shit, dude.

-Chirami's still got reality TV brain.

-Speaking of which, I hear another Hollywood writer's strike is on the horizon, so... I hope you 2000s kids are ready for an all new CN Real block.

Chirami: "No no no, you don't get it! It'd be fantastic for ratings~!"

Tsumuri: "...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"

Chirami: "Now, I realize that nobody's got a chance in hell against Buffa, but that'll just add to his allure as an unbeatable God! People will wanna lay him out~! And that means people will be tuned in from all across space and time for when he inevitably bites the dust~!"

Tsumuri: "Two thousand years worth of contestants, quite literally innumerable innocent people, and my little brother fucking died because of you people."

Chirami: "Business expenses~!"

-Letting the mask slip right off, huh?

-I miss you, Giroli.

-Don't you diss my girl like that, you weasel.

-Yeah that's what happens when you try to play god, Admin Man.

-Ah, yep. Arranged date.

-Gonna be real Neon, I don't think this is going well.

-Oh shit, the boys!

-There's something so funny about Ben just saying "Ojou-sama" among the rest of his dialogue.

-I appreciate these subs also applying to English dialogue, that's very considerate.

-"Nooooo... I'm sorry :c"

-White Tiger, Black Panther. Welcome back to the Desire Grand Prix.

-Er... well, I suppose that's just a name now.

-"Whoooooo...?"

-My heart breaks for Miss Navigator.

-OH FUCK BEN

-Buffa, you leave that beautiful man alone.

-"Go home, little kitty."

-Yeah, I kinda gave up my "name" basis with Buffa, in case you haven't noticed.

-Nooooo, John D:

-omfg Michael that was so slick

-Tom too, that was amazing

-Here they are! The Riders!

-Double Beat!

-...don't quite get to see it, huh?

-Beroba Jumpscare.

-"Oh! You forgot this, honey~!"

-Neon's misery swells once more.

-"I can't wait to watch you cry in 4K, Na-Go~!"

-Takahashi, you are just beating on the poor girl, huh?

-Kyuun appears!

-"Forget about your lives as Riders. That's the only mercy I can offer you."

-Neon's resolve has never gone away.

-"You can be whoever you want... in the future!"

-Neon, 3,033 AD.

-Oh fuck, a Ninja!

-Ninja Doggo!

-Buffa killed Eitoku!

-Er, excuse me... Retired.

-Victory Royale.

-"...we're completely foxless... piece of shit would be our only chance."

-"Ukiyo Ace-sama..." :(

"Pwease pwease pwease!"

Ziin: L + Ratio, you fell off, cringe, fail. ...that's the ancient slang from this era, right?

Kekera: No no, sonny. You don't get it. He's an old man, we never get slang. Let me try something he'll definitely understand. Buzz off.

-Oh

-Okay, thanks Ziin.

-He's based now.

-"Yo, Game Master."

-Hello, Buffa. ...I can't believe I'm saying this, but you have my permission to do what you want to the Game Master. I'm sick of these people's bullshit too.

-No shade towards Yamazaki-san, of course <3

-"The only Riders left."

-"No fighting :<"

-"YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH, WOMAN! It's my time."

-Yoshitsugu Matsuoka and Yoshitsugu Matsuoka, together at last.

-Faito!

-Fever Zombie!

-Tsumuri's just so done with all this crap.

-Buffa's in the middle of his Turbo Mecha Sonic arc.

-Speaking of which, I hope I get to see the SMBZ reboot's third episode sometime soon, I've been waiting years to see Metallix return.

-Not even a dent has been made in Buffa's armor from all that fantastic technology.

-"This is the Jyamato God's world."

-I'll be real, I'd have given Tsumuri like ten super forms by now. I can't guarantee it'd be a good watch at that point, but hey I'd be happy.

-Boom! Laser Victory!

-An unkillable zombie! Don't that feel familiar?

Chirami: No! No, wait, please, I... We can make a deal! If you spare my life, I'll give you a planet! Three planets! Two and a half?

Buffa: You just went down.

Chirami: I'm a haggler...?

-As needlessly cruel as Buffa, he's at least got one point from me for one reason.

-Recognizing he benefitted from that corrupt system and realizing that it only worked out for him because it worked out so terribly for everyone else.

-There's your little bro, Tsumuri.

-And Glare2 is out of the battle!

-Oh shit, there he is! Fox Jesus~!

-"No, no no, no no no NO! How dare you?!"

-He's back!

-"I'm a ghost. ...or to be accurate, a kitsune."

-Boost! And... Magnum!

-Ready... Fight!

-"You don't mean shit to me anymore."

-"Yeah? Well, me neither."

-Desire Royale.

-Tsumuri has awoken.

-Oh fuck, that's a new rider! ...OH FUCK SARA-NEESAN

-Is that a badger? Er, wait no, she'd be an otter like Tycoon...

-Hang on, lemme look something up...

-John and Ben's Rider forms are called "Garun" and "Lancer", respectively. I feel cucked not seeing them as Riders. ...maybe they didn't wanna dig through the prop closet for them.

-Beagle Eitoku, or... rather, Nagayama was called "Groovy". ...that's cute, I'll admit. ...I forget, do the participants name their Rider forms themselves?

-Pretty okay episode overall though, I give it a 7.2/10 for Rider Revival Episode Standards. ...that's still a C- by American School Standards, but it's a solid C-. (meaning, I liked all the stuff with Buffa and Neon and Tsumuri makes me sadge but in like a good way.)

[mileapokp1677]

Three Steps to Win You (CH 19)

Title: Three Steps to Win You

Rating: M

Pairing: Daddy Chan/Tankhun, Kinn/Porsche, Vegas/Pete

Category: M/M, AU Nerd-Jock

Summary: Accidentally, scientist Tankhun Theerapanyakul embarrassed footballer Captain Chan "Daddy" Knight in front of his coach, teammates and fans. He had to fulfill three tasks from the captain before his apology was accepted.

Chapter 19

(Tankhun POV)

Tuesday Morning - Theerapanyakul Residence 

"P', this is really good," Kim said while chewing on the sandwich that Tankhun brought home last night. As soon as he woke up this morning and finished taking a shower, Tankhun immediately heated up the two sandwiches for Kim and Pa's breakfast.

"Yes, it's really good, son. I don't think you've ever bought this before. Is there a new Deli near campus?" asked Pa, who also seemed to be enjoying the sandwich very much.

"No, Pa, the Deli is a bit far from campus, but worth every mile," said Tankhun.

"P', are you sure this is gluten free bread? It doesn't taste like one at all," Kim insisted, his mouth still chewing nonstop. "Ah~ so good."

"I'm sure, unless Chan lied to me," Tankhun replied without a second thought. “We had lunch together at his regular Deli yesterday. He bought this sandwich for you and Pa.” 

"Cap!? Really? Then, I have no doubts.”

"Why, you, little-"

"Cap?" interrupted Pa in a questioning tone.

Ah, Pa ~

One more member of his family he had to lie to. His damn mouth!

"Pa~~! I forgot you don't know about this... P’ is-"

"Kim," Tankhun warned. 

"Sorry, P', not my story to tell. I shut my mouth now."

Pa looked at him with gentle eyes, patiently waiting for Tankhun's explanation, while the scientist started to feel very bad. He actually had no desire to involve Pa at all, but telling him the truth now would make things even more complicated. There was no other choice, he needed to be strong and finish his plan to the end. It was only for three months, and he was determined that Pa would not be affected by this matter at all, but even if he had to, as little as possible.

“I’m dating the BSFC’s Captain, Pa,” confessed Tankhun, as calm as he could. 

“The Captain? Chan Knight?” asked Pa. “Ah, no wonder.” 

“Yes, Pa, Chan Knight,” confirmed Tankhun. “No wonder… about what?”  

He was actually scared to hear Pa’s answer. 

“No wonder you’re watching football matches now,” replied Pa calmly.

“What? I didn’t know that,” blurted Kim before Tankhun managed to give any response to Pa. 

“Yes, Kim, I heard a couple of times, the voice of the football commentary came from his room," Pa elaborated while smiling. Oh, is that a mischievous smile? Pa hadn't looked this excited about anything in a long time, and Tankhun felt his heart split in two. He hated lying to Pa, but seeing Pa like this made him very happy.

“I thought you only watched the derby that one time. Aw~ P’ that is so sweet.”

Tankhun was so~ ready to pull out his claws to silence Kim, but today, Pa was very spirited. If he didn't know better, he'd think Pa and Kim were working together on purpose to gang up on him.

“He’s also a very handsome man, so it’s understandable if you want to see him in action,” stated Pa, his mischievous smile got even deeper. 

Oh God…

Did Pa... just tease him? Tankhun felt like he was back in the old days when Ma was alive. If Ma was still here, both his parents definitely would have ganged up on him to tease him without mercy. Tankhun’s feelings were so mixed at that time, he was unable to speak, like there was something stuck in his throat. 

“He’s very kind too, Pa~ and the coolest… Cap is the best!” added Kim. “You won't find anyone better than Cap, P'!"

Pa's smile was shifting from being mischievous to be contented and relieved. He looked so radiant. 

Okay~ he needed to stop this Chan praise event ASAP, before Pa expecting something that doesn't exist. If only...

Too soon, remember? 

"Oh wow, look at the time," blurted Tankhun with the worst acting ever, but he just couldn't take it anymore. "Kim, we better go now."

"Okay, P'," Kim responded as he grabbed his car keys from the dining table and put them into his jacket pocket. "Drop you at Hattrick as usual?"

"Yes," replied Tankhun. "Pa, we're leaving."

"Tankhun," called Pa as he stood up from his chair and walked over to Tankhun. He then gently held Tankhun's face in both of his hands and said, "All I want for all my sons is for them to find great love in their lives, just as I found great love in your mother."

Oh my God…

"Pa..." replied Tankhun who was so moved by Pa’s words at that time, placing his hands on top of Pa's. "I want it too, Pa, believe me."

Pa just nodded slightly and smiled at him, afterward, he pulled Tankhun's face closer to kiss him on his forehead.

"I wish the best for you and Chan, son. So, when can I meet him?" 

Whoa! Mayday… mayday… 

"We just started dating, Pa," reasoned Tankhun, hoping Pa wouldn't push him. "Still too soon."

"Okay, okay, I'll just wait for your cue then," Pa responded with a chuckle.

Tankhun kissed Pa’s right cheek. “We better go now, Pa.”

“Yes, of course, have a good day, both of you.”

“You too, Pa!” replied Kim. “See ya!”

******

On the way to the Hattrick, Tankhun checked all the messages and notifications on his social media that he didn't have time to check last night, while Kim, who was driving, sang along to a catchy pop song on the radio. To be honest, Tankhun always thought that Kim has a good singing voice, but football is his life, otherwise Tankhun will ask Kim to enter a music academy.

"The boys are so adorable, all of them," said Tankhun with a laugh.

"Who are you talking about, P'?" Kim asked.

"The BSFC boys," replied Tankhun. "They followed me on Instagram. Wait, let me follow them all back."

"They followed me back too, P’! Can you believe it? Me!” cried Kim. 

"It must feel like a dream to you," asked Tankhun. 

"You have no idea, P’! I think until this very moment I still haven't woken up from the dream," replied Kim who stunned. "Since last night, I keep pinching myself, it's madness, P'!"

“Aaw~ I’m so happy for you, Kim,” said Tankhun, ruffling Kim’s hair. 

“Oy, P’, leave my hair alone!” yelled Kim as he stopped the car in front of the cafe and immediately fixed his hair. 

“Thanks, sweetie, have a good day!” 

“P, wait!” yelled Kim once again. “How about I just wait for you here? So, you don't have to deal with the paparazzi?”

“No need, Kim. I don’t want you late for class,” rejected Tankhun. “I’m going to be fine, besides I don’t know how long the queue is today.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Positive.” 

“Okay, then, if you say so,” said Kim. “Please, give me a call if you need me.” 

“I will, see you~” said Tankhun, waving to his youngest brother, who is such a sweetheart most of the time. 

******

The queue was quite long today, Tankhun was relieved he didn't ask Kim to wait for him. He would definitely be late for his first class, if he had to wait this long. While waiting for his turn, Tankhun decided to check the messages and DMs on his cellphone which seemed endless.

[TayTay_11]

Doctor T, congratulations! But more importantly, please let me compliment your fashion sense~ those Ferragamo combat boots are to die for!!! Super love! ❤️

[Tankhun T]

Aaaw~ Thank you, Tay! ❤️

[LB_2_Arm]

Doctor T~, OMG!!! This is Arm, and Pol is here with me atm. We need to ask you something. Will you give us permission to write a ff about you and Cap? Your love story is GOLD!

First, Tankhun laughed at Arm and Pol silliness, but then thinking about them truly writing a story about him and Chan made him shudder. No way in hell! 

[Tankhun T]

How about never? And don't you ever think, that you two can create a side account to write a ff about me undetected. Believe me, I will hunt you down and will ask Chan to make your life a living hell. OH, how about VP? Any progress? You need to update me about them! 

[CB_BIG4]

Doctor T, I just wanted to say, no matter how bizarre your first meeting with Cap was, I'm glad he found you. Thank you for returning his smile.

Wow , that was intense. Big’s DM made Tankhun so fucking curious though, what exactly that infuriating ex from hell had done to Chan!? He needed to ask Porsche about it. 

[Tankhun T]

Thank you, Big.

“Next customer!” 

Ah, finally it was his turn. 

“Oh, Doctor T, it’s you,” greeted the barista. “I’m Macau, Vegas’s brother. Uhm, P' has already explained the consequences of my action to you. I owe you a big apology. So, I'm so sorry, Doctor T."

The boy, who seemed to be about the same age as Kim, looked very apologetic, so Tankhun wasn't going to prolong the matter any longer. After all, it happened quite a long time ago.

"Macau, right?"

The boy nodded. "Yes, Doctor T."

"Let's just forget about it, okay? It's forgiven."

"Thank you," Macau replied, his face looking very relieved. "Large hot Americano, right? Or you want a jumbo size, Doctor T?"

"Large is enough for today, Macau, thank you."

After paying for the coffee and tipping Macau, as usual Tankhun stood at the end of the counter waiting for his Americano to be brewed. While waiting, he decided to read the last DM on his phone, it was from Pete. It was a long one and seemed more intense than Big's.  

[Co_Cap_Pete8]

Doctor T, I don't know if the others have tried to contact you or not, but if they did, I wouldn't be surprised. I just hope you don't feel like we're being too presumptuous or crossing the line by sending you a DM like this. But our team is like a family, and like a real family, we protect each other. 

Oh my God, was he about to get "the talk" through DMs by the co-captain of BSFC? These boys truly were adorable, they entertained him so much. Still, Tankhun prepared himself to get “the talk.” He definitely would share this with Chan, they’re going to have a good laugh over it. 

But, just as Tankhun set out to read the rest of Pete's DM, Macau called out his name, his coffee was ready.

"Your Americano, Doctor T, " said Macau sweetly while handing the hot coffee to Tankhun. "Have a good day."

"Thank you, Macau. Have a good day, too."

First thing first, Tankhun took his first sip of coffee for today before he continued reading Pete's DM.  

[Co_Cap_Pete8]

… We all care so much for Cap, and we're so grateful that we can see him laughing like this again. We've been waiting for this moment for a long time. So, thank you very much, Doctor T! We owe you big time! We don't know how we can repay this, but if you need our help, please say so without hesitation. 

Apparently it was not the “if you hurt our Cap, we will hurt you back” talk that he expected, but somehow this was way worse and not amusing at all. In fact, Pete's DM had made Tankhun feel very bad about himself, almost as bad as he felt when he heard Pa's words earlier this morning, or when he made Porsche sad that night at the Moonlight. But, he truly never expected that so many people would be so delighted or this keen because of whatever it is that’s been going on between him and Chan. Not only that, some of them even felt very grateful to him, since they all believed he was the reason that making Chan smile and laugh again.

But all of this was fake! Their relationship was fake... and who could guarantee that Chan's smiles and laughs are genuine? He said it himself, with his own mouth, that it was too soon for him to start a new relationship. So, who really knows? Despite what those BSFC boys said.

What have I got myself into?

Tankhun should have accepted Macau’s offer earlier and gotten the jumbo size coffee. But, honestly, he didn’t think it would make things any better, because for the first time since he discovered the Hattrick, he did not find the slightest pleasure in his coffee.

TBC

[mobilis-in-mobili]

How to make literally perfect Instant Ramen Noodles in an Electric Kettle cause uni dorms are sometimes really fucking shitty as to what they let you take inside

This. This may probably be my magnum opus. Trust me, this thing takes less than 10 minutes, costs under a dollar and is so, so fucking worth it. Practically almost no effort whatsoever, and it's better than the stuff you get off of the stove sometimes. No, you don't have to sit around and keep stirring at the pot in hopes that it'll taste better. You can literally half ass this through an episode of Seinfeld and it'll still work out better than anything you could imagine.

The thing about dorm room ramen is that it's always too runny, mostly overcooked, and at best, a half assed excuse at a shitty meal. The trick with this is to treat it like pasta. The actual pasta and sauces are dealt with separately, and then combined in a final stage with spices where they come together to create something greater than the sum of their parts. That, tragically, is so often ignored when it comes to this it kind of hurts.

Stuff you'll need

An electric kettle, preferably slightly wide - mouthed (sucks to be you if you're American)

The cheapest pack of instant ramen you can find, just not the cup stuff. I used the single unit pack of Top Ramen, but anything's fine, so long as the flavour pack's included.

A small packet of instant soup, the sort that you can drink just by chucking it into hot water. Whatever flavour floats your boat works, really. If unsure, go with Mixed Vegetable. Hot and Sour makes for a mean cup, though.

A pack of crisps (Or chips, as our "we threw tea off the harbour into cold water so that's how we drink it now" friends like to refer to them.) Salt and Vinegar or Cream and Onion will do nicely.

Kay, now what?

Chuck about a glass and a half of water into the kettle, and turn it on. Once the water's at a boil, the thermostat goes off, shutting it down. At that point, get the ramen into the kettle. Break it into two if the kettle's mouth is too small. It's ideal to put it in at this stage, cause that means you get 1.5 heatings as opposed to 2, giving you the perfect thickness needed, cause these do need to be ran through again.

Wait until the water stops bubbling fully (but still hot enough to burn your fingertips off) and you can notice the noodles start to dissociate. If you're unsure, you can always poke a fork in and see how it's acting up. If it's still stiff, give it some more time.

Decant the starchy water from within the kettle now through the spout (Seriously, such a big fucking perk of using a kettle. What other induction - based heating device has a built in colander.) Half a glass first into (big brain moment) a glass, the rest into a bowl. Throw away the water in the glass. You won't need that.

Empty out the flavour and soup packets into the bowl, and stir constantly with a fork for about a minute or so. Do not put them into the kettle beforehand, I cannot emphasise this enough. Make sure there are no clumps being formed at the bottom, cause they usually do, and it's way easier to break them apart with a fork than a spoon.

Pour the contents of the bowl into the kettle with the noodles already present, and this time, heat it all up until the thermostat goes off. And now, open up the lid to let out as much steam as it can. This reduces the amount of water present considerably, and results in a more thicker soup, which is always a challenge with electric kettles.

Wait until it all stops bubbling, and then first decant the soup into the bowl with the spout, and then the noodles after. This is the only correct way to pour them out, btw. Opinions stating otherwise are wrong. Salt and pepper can be added as per taste, but I didn't really find either necessary.

Crumble up some crisps up on top of the noodles. Thank me later.

Seriously, it needs to be talked about as to how fucking considerate ramen is. Dead easy to whip up, cleaning up is a joke, and after you're done downing the noodles, you get some seriously amazing soup to down it with. And in this case, it's a lot better.

And as they say, Osteoporosis.

[rise-my-angel]

I am an avid fan of your work!

Seriously, the Dany fans are worse than militant Swifties sometimes lmao. (I also feel it necessary to point out that I’m referring to the deranged swifties) Don’t let them bother you (which is easy to say, I know)

It’s clear from some of the hate you’re getting that there is a particular culture of Dany fans who have no skills in engaging with texts critically - in that sometimes they have to consider both sides of an argument. If they see anyone disagree with their ‘absolutely right opinion’ then they throw huge temper tantrums.

There’s nothing wrong with people who like her and I’m not saying they’re stupid at all but that little microcosm of people who are obsessed with her and actively go out of their way to harass you clearly lack any sort of decorum and make it so very clear they don’t understand the series lol.

Or better yet, if they don’t like seeing posts that are anti Targaryen then perhaps they should consider not interacting with that post.

In my opinion, I think it’s daft to feel so passionately about a character who is clearly extremely power hungry, because if a Dany stan was magically transported to Westeros they likely would have been burned because let’s face it, she doesn’t care about her people to the extent people suggest she does, she only cares about power.

Basically, I think you’re great and your writing is beautiful and keep it up!

It sort of just baffles me at this point how often they feel the need to defend her against any and all criticism. I see criticism of characters I love, but I ignore it. I see a lot of Ned Stark criticism from Rhaegar stans but I simply instead make my own post about my own views and opinions on that matter rather than engage in arguing. I am fine with the fact that I probably haven't changed anyones mind on Dany as a character, I am here to just explore my interpretations and why I got to them. Not to debate her fans on their own personal enjoyment.

I've had a surprisingly high number of even random one off anons tell me to just "shut up about her keep her name out of your mouth" and it's like, I never tag her name alone. I only ever use anti tags so that people who disagree or like her don't have to see my stances against her but it's like they seek out ways to get angry when I never post my thoughts to the tags I know normal Dany stans will be in. I can be a snarky smart ass sometimes in my tags but I don't actually go out of my way to upset these people.

Blindly defending everything a character does to me, seems nonsensical when we are talking about a character with a violent streak for cruelty and uses her dragons as a threat for mass death. I feel like on a very surface level analysis, those are things which naturally deserve criticism about her as a character. Even with my favourite characters, I can explain WHY they did something negative but I won't blindly defend them as being correct or in the unquestioning right about the matter.

I had someone yesterday send me an ask claiming I was being disingenuous and blaming Sansa for something by pointing out a bunch of things I write literally did not say, because they were just mad they disagreed with my point.

It just doesn't make sense to me, going to someones blog or adding onto someones own post JUST to tell you they think your interpretation of something is backwards and wrong or stupid and mean.

That is not a productive way to convince someone that you have a point worth listening too.

[the-firebird69]

Working with a lot of companies and we decided something our son is a great idea again but we're going to start doing this we've got a lot of calls they've got a lot of oak out front I'm going to go pick it up and just to add another note if we're going to go pick up oak and you have another tree that you need down and it's oak or Maple or walnut or hickory or cherry any anyone would like even hardwood even hard pine it's basically everything except soft pine we even take palm trees and pretty small ones too and let us know and we'll take it down for free and if you have a decent sized tree that you need taken out on your property or that fell over you need cut up and it's not completely rotted even if it's half right and half good if you can tell give us a call we'll come pick it up for take it out for free if it's partially rotted please send us photos but you do know how to find us and we will get in touch with you and eventually people figure out where and we're going to take tons and tons of trees and all the brush everything's going to go and we figured out why nobody's doing anything cuz you don't have any businesses to do this does not the answer is it just not doing it we don't know why it's not too much lumber they're just sitting there doing nothing and they can make tons of money and they can do other stuff and they won't do it so we might take them over as well is there a bunch of bums I've never seen people so lame in my life Max should go take them over and he can use the shipbe name from Wentworth, her son and daughter say it's retard code so Mac left and said yeah okay what oh I did now I'm friends forever shut your mouth. What's going on now it's going to try and take over cuz they're sitting there he won't be able to handle even if it but it'll get things going and he'll make a lot of furniture I have some recommends you make high in furniture and Jerry should I say is a huge a****** by the way don't hire him to do anything he doesn't know how to do it he says I think I might do that he's going to grab like the big ones into the high end furniture he likes it and it's not a ton of big stuff it's enough to keep him busy for a year probably he says and if I get a house with some money that you guys come up with I can get the wood furniture and I like the stuff and it would be like an heirloom instantly and be worth tons of money because personally made by Mac and his people and his kids company and he would probably deliver it and it would be like cool and like probably have some evil meaning nothing to wear mascara or anything to look like my clan... Ken's laughing but he gets it sometimes it looks real Elvira and that was his clan. They had a bunch of goth kids somewhere there's a little like Jen, sounds want to do it. Jen is excited she says this I'm coming to your house didn't think I'd have two stories up here.

Okay okay we're going to go ahead with this I'm going to go up there and see what they're doing nothing is what I hear I heard they were doing nothing too like absolutely nothing what a bunch of f*** offs mac daddy says so we're going to start doing this now this is outstanding I have something to do not Daddy ads and you better make that king size bed for you your sister he's laughing okay some other furniture too nice armoire a huge jewelry box jewelry room out of the wood... Mac daddy says and he's asking Daniel and Mike Bob Marsh and others to help him get it going it's now a cause. And they're often they're going to go do it the other side of the equation they're laughing about it too little bit. All the mulch too every every single piece of it then we can burn it all every every part of it has a positive value and burns right up the Midwest is really cold right now and we need to heat it.

We're going to do this and get going on it they're American companies they build up a little bit just in case as a matter of fact we're going to start grabbing at California and the East Coast we're getting permission from the federal government and they're going to give us signs and yeah you're physically attach them to the vehicle as an official cleanup crew and to report any fraud fraudulent activity. We're going to do this and get going on it their American companies we build American furniture and there's tons of furniture great stuff out here and there's more that has to come out and we're actually getting calls and some people are out today traffic but you know just minor stuff but this will be a huge operation giant numbers of trees out damage trees and the stands of wood out in the jungle that needs to come out and we'll take those it will get the picayune stuff all day and all night and you need to take the stuff in the wood out too because it will dry out and become a hazard and we're moving on that too by the way and he says why not just get a Choppa and fly to a lay down area and prep it and ship it it's a good idea too this is a pain in the ass we're moving out right now we've got a ton of work to do here and we're going to get here right now I'm telling you we are psyched this is going to be good and clean this place up get all that crap out cut all the trees down that need to cut down and brush I'm going to work with the electric company we're going to point out where. So my son says I'm going and helping me and Daniel looking at the map and Daniel says it's roughly these areas here and a son says it's not cheated as heavy but that's everywhere but the empty spots laughing

We're moving on this idea because it's money and we are paying for the lumber well trees we're paying for your trees if you have an oak tree or a hardwood or palm tree out front 4 ft or better maybe 3 in caliper or better please let us know come pick it up even if you have one

Thor Freya

[svtskneecaps]

am. feeling.

[dreamifics]

If you're comfortable writing this, you don't have to...

Will you write Steve Harrington x fem!reader smut? Like reader is finishing up some homework, laying on their bed (not anything big, just a small assignment) and he's horny asf, but reader has been teasing him all day, wearing small ass shorts and shit around their apartment, etc. So he's all sorts of fucked up, but she won't quit teasing him, and she knows she is teasing him and shit. So he all starts to fuck her while she's laying face down on the bed and shit.

Just some nasty smut with hs graduate (not like au or anything) fucking reader face down.

Jesus that was nasty.

Hope u like this, I'm still new to writing smut so this might be not that nice. Hope u send a request again! Have a great and loving day!

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Warning: smut, cursing, smut, smut

It was a very special day, well for Y/N, for Steve not so much. She and Steve had a small bet about who can go the longest without sex and Y/N knew she had this in the bag. She has been teasing Steve all day, wearing the sexiest clothes she was even wearing the red lipstick that Steve loves so much.

Y/N smiled to herself, contented with what she did today, she was now just laying in bed, doing her homework while waiting for Steve to get home.

Soon enough, she heard the door opened and a frustrated Steve walked into the door. You can see the anger flickering in his eyes, it only brought satisfaction to Y/N.

"What are you doing?" Steve closed his eyes, taking a deep breath when he saw her. Y/N was teasing him and it was fucking working. His eyes were burning with lust, she wanted to fuck Y/N with every movement she makes.

"I'm doing school works, my professor gave us two weeks' worth of homework." Y/N mumbled, her eyes fixated on the paper she's working on. This only added fuel to fire burning inside Steve, he always love seeing Y/N study and it turned him on.

"I know what you're doing now, I'm asking about today when you were teasing me."

"What teasing? I just wanted to look good." Y/N teased, she finally looked up and saw the lust in his eyes. She's not gonna lie, it was also turning her on but she won't back down that easy. Y/N was always competitive, even if it's just a stupid bet.

Steve was infuriated but at this point, he didn't care anymore, he moved closer to Y/N and took a seat next to her. He grazed his fingers on her neck down to her back sending shivers down Y/N's spine. He started kissing her neck this action ignites something within Y/N, she has always love neck kisses, it was a sweet way to start.

"You're going to lose our bet..." She closed her eyes, relaxing at the warmth of Steve's lips. All she wanted right now is Steve admitting his defeat.

"You win, I don't care about that." Y/N smiled, turning her back on her bed, she looks at a lust-driven Steve.

"Steve, as much as I badly want this, I'm still studying, let's do this later when I'm done." She smiled comforting, her homework was due tomorrow and she needed to finish it. She wants this, but sadly priorities have to come first. However, Steve didn't listen, his hands were still wandering in her stomach almost reaching her breast.

"No one said you can't multitask, right?" His voice changed, it was sultry and low, it turned her on so much that all she wanted was to drop out of school.

"Y-Yeah." That was all she could say, a smirk appeared on Steve's face as he connected his lips with hers. The taste of Steve welcomed Y/N, his tongue made its way inside her mouth. It danced with her own, it was in rhythm with the beat of her heart, her nipples hardening at how good a kisser Steve is. Her thigh was tightening and tightening as Steve's tongue makes a move. He pulled away from the kiss and flip Y/N on her stomach, her face was pressed against the soft mattress, she can feel Steve pinning her down. Y/N can feel Steve's hard cock pressing on her ass.

"Just relax and do your homework, Y/N." He whispered in her ears, she can feel the heat of his breath and it was making her crazy. Like she could do her homework at this state, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Steve's hand linger outside of her shorts, she breathed fast and hard. No guy has ever made her feel this way, Steve was the only one who can make her crazy in love.

Soon enough, his one hand slipped inside her shorts, sliding his fingers inside her. A muffled moan was all she could muster, his fingers went in and out of her.

"You're so wet." She heard Steve mutter, a small smile painted on Y/N's lips. His other hand made its way to her breast, massaging it like there's no tomorrow.

The fingers weren't enough to keep Y/N hunger satisfied, he wanted Steve inside him not just his fingers. Steve seems to read her mind because soon enough he pulled the shorts and her lace panties clean off her skin.

Steve touches her bare ass, the excitement rushed through his body. The same feeling he felt when he first fucked Y/N for the first time was still there. He loves her, and everything she does still surprises him.

"We've been together for years but you still have that damning effect on me.'' Y/N just smirked at the comment Steve made.

He stroked Y/N's bare pussy with his dick, dragging it in her slit and ass. And just like that he thrust his hips between Y/N's thighs, Y/N let out a deafening moan giving satisfaction to Steve. His thick cock slid inside her, burying it inside her wet pussy.

The moans Y/N let out sounded like music to Steve's ear, with every thrust that he makes, the deeper he goes. Y/N gripped the bedsheets as tight as she could like her life depended on it. Y/N soon rides every thrust Steve makes, causing him to moan and thrust harder inside her.

"You're so tight." He growled low, this only added fuel to the fire inside Y/N.

He thrust, forcing Y/N to let out a whimper, he continued to pound and thrust her. The pace suddenly went faster and harder, the feeling of him going inside and out of her was too much to take. Y/N pressed her face hard on the mattress, she didn't want any neighbors to hear her moans and screams.

He fucked harder and harder, the sensation in Y/N's stomach is eating her alive over and over. Pleasure built between them, their muscles were burning, Y/N was on the brink of orgasm.

It build and build until it finally took over her, exploding like the skies on the fourth of July. She squeezed her eyes shut, her face buried so deep in the mattress, she let him fuck her as orgasm flowed between the two of them. She was soon clouded with dopamine and oxytocin. Y/N went weak, her hands no longer gripping the sheets.

Steve didn't stop, though, he was still thrusting but this time it was slow and his arms tightened around my body, and suddenly a warm liquid came out of him, it flowed down her throbbing pussy.

Steve fell in her, his cock still inside her. Their heavy breaths filled the room, she can feel the sweat of Steve dripping on her. Y/N closes her tired eyes, Steve moved and pulled from her. He laid beside her, Y/N sensed this and she also moved and laid on his chest.

This was always their routine, after the hard and tiring sex, they always cuddle next to each other even if they were angry with each other.

"Study, my ass." Steve mutters, she couldn't help but laugh at his remark.

"Well, someone distracted me." Steve chuckled, she can feel the rise of his chest, causing her to blush. It was always nice making Steve laughs, it's the most satisfying thing in this world.

"Who? Me? I'm distracting?" He asked innocently, he was fishing for compliments and Y/N knew this. She faces Steve and smiled dearly.

"Yes, you and your pretty big hair." Steve smiled lovingly at her as he pressed his lips into her. This kiss was just light and sweet, still, it was full of adoration and love. They both pulled back, Y/N laid back on Steve's chest, listening to his pacing heartbeat that was slowly calming down.

"You know we're not done yet, right?"  Y/N giggled and rolled her eyes, she just let out a playful groan. The two just laid with each other, staring at the ceiling. Soon, another round started...

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