#im giggling at this (idk what im doin)

[joojdraws]

Very Low Poly Bald Rarold isn't real, he cannot hurt you

Very Low Poly Bald Rarold:

[todayisafridaynight]

i love posting to twitter cause my posts breach containment way easier and that means once in a blue moon sometimes i see shit like people calling daigo and aoki sexy old men and THAT always takes me out forever and always

[girlboybug]

writing request for a smut fic with established relationship with javi x reader? dialogue prompt: javi: “he looked at you funny” reader: “i didn’t know you were the jealous type..”

OOO i like this muahaha >:) i hope you enjoy hehe, thank u for requesting!! <3

art deco

"shining like gunmetal, cold and unsure. baby you're so ghetto, you're lookin' to score."

or the one where jealousy happens to be a good look on javi.

what’s playing 🎧 : art deco by lana del rey

content warnings : SMUT, jealous!javi, blowjobs, face fucking, car sex, semi public sex (?), unprotected sex (extremely unwise w javi idk wtf he got goin on down there), creampie, breeding kink, dirty talk, themes of slut shaming, threats of exhibitionism, threats of restraints e.g cuffs, brat tamer!javi (been dying to write that)

trigger warnings : mentions/threats of gun usage, alcohol, both reader and javier are tipsy at best, if there is anything i missed pls lmk!

word count : 4k

a/n : im pulling SO MUCH out my ass w this bc i havent finished narcos and only rlly pay attention when pedro or boyd is on screen and even tho im half mexican my ass cannot speak spanish for the life of me teehee sorry yall

you’re a bad actor. 

you’re also bad at lying and honestly, just generally bad at the things javier happens to be especially good at. 

but that’s okay, javier likes you like that. it’s refreshing, endearing, to be with someone who hasn’t gotten good at lying or pretending to be someone they’re not. and actually, he’s currently watching you fail at that right now. 

you’re at the bar, swirling around your drink that he bought for you, pretending to not notice the way he’s eyeing you from across the club. he thinks it's cute how you keep stealing glances at him, giggling to yourself whenever he catches you.

you two do this little song and dance every now and then, it keeps things exciting and fun, and you never have complaints about it. 

you pretend to be the single, bored girl sitting alone at the bar, and javier just so happens to swoop in, introducing himself as the man who’s been ordering drinks for you all night, ready to charm you into his bed for the night. it’s stupid when you say it out loud, but the way he fucks you when you do this little act makes it seem like the best goddamn idea he’s ever come up with.

it’s harmless fun between a couple, and the tension you two create throughout the night is always a recipe for mind blowing sex. however, it seems things are going a bit off script tonight. 

a man invites himself to the empty barstool beside you that was reserved for javier, but he’s oblivious to the little game you’re playing right now. “hi there,” he says, grinning, and you try your best to hold back a long sigh while you greet him back politely. 

javier’s hand tightens around the beer he’s got, wishing the neck of the bottle belonged to the man staring you down. he decides he’ll keep watch for awhile, he trusts you, and wants to see how this’ll play out, despite his patience already wearing dangerously thin.

“can i buy you another drink?” he asks, motioning towards the dwindling liquid in your glass. its not a difficult question, but the answer isn’t coming to you like it should be. 

you are playing the role of a single woman tonight, and you won’t let anything go further with this guy than receiving a free drink. 

eh. why not? 

“yeah, sure, thank you.” you smile back, and he hurriedly calls over the bartender, asking for two glasses of whatever it is you ordered. javier shifts in his seat, his jaw coming down harder than it was just a moment ago as he watches you share a drink with someone that isn’t him. 

javier follows his wandering eyes, how they trail up and down your figure, making it obvious he’s wondering what you’ve got on underneath.

javier wants to walk up to him to tell him how he knows what you’ve got under that dress, because he picked it out. 

god, this night fuckin’ sucks so far. 

“i noticed you for awhile now, what’re you doin’ here all alone?” he asks, and you get a little nervous with the way he gets closer to you. “i’m just waiting for my boyfriend to show up.” you answer, deciding the single woman role didn’t feel as fun anymore. 

“ahh, i see.” he replies, and you expect him to scoot farther from you, or better yet, leave. but much to your dismay, he stays. 

“it’s just,” he starts, and you glance down at your shoes, saying a silent prayer for him to get on with what he’s got to say before he leaves you alone for good. 

“you’ve been here for awhile now, you sure he’s comin’ honey?” he questions you, faux concern in his voice and you close your eyes for a moment to hide the way they roll at him.

“yeah, i’m sure.” you reply curtly. “how about i keep you some company while you wait for him then, how’s that sound?” he gets closer than you would’ve liked, boldly resting his arm around your shoulders, and yep, that’ll do it. 

javier’s beer clatters down onto his table as he shoots up from his seat, stalking over to you. he’s quick to join you, standing tall behind your seated figure, his strong chest a familiar surface against your back. 

“uh who’re you–” 

“her boyfriend.” he answers, eyes lowered testingly, practically itching for him to give him a reason to swing. “hi baby,” you beam, turning around and craning your neck up to give him a kiss. he leans down, holding your chin while he kisses you. 

with your lips still connected, he stares at the scoffing man that just sits and watches. 

“yeah well i wasn’t the one who kept her waiting all night so why don’t you get lost? we were havin’ a conversation, weren’t we sweetheart?” he looks at you as if you’d actually agree, and you open your mouth to defend javier, but he doesn’t need you to, he’s more than eager to put this guy back in his place. 

he steps away from behind your back, moving right in front of you now, leaning in close to the man. he reaches around to his lower back, sliding his gun to the side of his waist before he’s got it in his clutch, pressing it to the man’s ribs.

“you have 3 seconds to get the fuck out my face before i stop being so polite.” he whispers in his ear, and the man stiffens with immediate fear once he registers what’s being pointed at him. 

he swivels out of the stool, hastily hopping out to make his way out the club all together. javier turns back to you once he’s out of his field of vision, expecting a profuse thank you javi, but he gets quite the opposite. 

“what the hell was that?” you question, sounding angry, and uh oh, you saw that. 

“baby,” he starts off but you just huff, climbing off the stool. “that was way too far,” you point at him and he sighs, holding your arms, rubbing them up and down, trying to settle your irritation down. 

“but he was making you uncomfortable, and you didn’t see the way he was looking at you–” 

“and what way was he looking at me for you to pull a gun out on him?” you whisper yell and he starts to join you in your frustration. 

“he looked at you…funny, like he was just thinking about fucking you the entire time.” he sounds upset that he even has to explain himself to you about this, and you catch it, deciding to throw it back at him when you turn on your heel to leave. 

he growls with annoyance as he follows you out the club, grabbing your arm and forcing you to turn back and look at him.

you exhale sharply, looking up at him, switching your weight onto your left foot. “i knew you could be a little…impulsive sometimes but jesus jav, i didn’t realize you were the jealous type that would do something so…stupid.”

his annoyance is fast to turn into a hard glare, and you see the sudden shift, instantly feeling regretful. he purses his lips to the side, laughing dryly. “stupid huh?” he clicks his tongue and you shake your head, walking closer to him now.

“javi, i’m sorry,” you try to remedy the mess of this situation, but unlucky for you, what little patience he was holding onto is now gone. 

he grabs the hand of yours that’s reaching towards his jaw, he isn’t in the mood for it. he pulls you along by your wrist to the parking lot. 

“yeah, you’re about to be baby,” he mutters, and your heart picks up, your heel clad feet in turn picking up speed to keep up with him. 

he ushers you into his backseat, slamming the door behind you once you’re both in. he tugs you into his lap, your legs on either side of him, your knees making contact with the cold vinyl. his hands find their way to your ass, squeezing it hard.

you gasp a little, arching into his chest. the second you move in closer, his lips are on your’s. it’s not gentle, it’s not slow paced, and it’s not soft, no, that’s for when you’re good. and you’ve been anything but. 

you’re grinding in his lap, his growing bulge feels perfect right up against your dampening panty clad cunt, too perfect that you can’t stop yourself. you’re moaning in his mouth, struggling to keep up the pace and intensity in the way his lips are moving with your’s. 

he tastes like beer and cigarettes, smells like it too, with traces of his cologne that you love. he’s like paradise incarnate and you want to live in him forever. 

when he pulls away you're left panting in his hold, lips parted, brushing against each other, stealing the other person’s breaths. “you know,” he sighs lowly, his words trailing up your spine, leaving shivers in their wake. 

“just because i let you pretend you’re single for the night doesn’t mean you actually are,” he says, and he sounds serious, but there’s something hidden in his air, something challenging, like he wants you to argue just so he can put you right back where you belong. 

you nod heavily like he speaks words of righteousness, cupping his jaw in your hands. “i know javi, i know,” you pepper his face in kisses, but he remains still, outwardly unphased.

“guess you just got too excited at the thought of bein’ a slut huh?” he breathes out flicking a brow at you, keeping you in close when you try to inch away from him at his accusations. 

“i’m not a slut–” he unfolds your offended arms, hands leaving your wrists to hold your thighs that rest on either side of his lap. “no baby it’s alright, s’not a totally bad thing. i like sluts. they let you do whatever you want to ‘em,” he grips your thighs, forcefully sliding you off his lap and letting you land down on your knees before him. you gasp, holding onto his legs for steadiness. 

“and they let you all while tryin’ to convince you they aren’t sluts. isn’t that funny? he chuckles, caressing your cheek, peering down at you while he does so. 

“javi,” you say, you don’t know what to say next, the only certainty that remains is that his name never sounds wrong coming from you. 

“if you wanna be a slut so bad then go ahead, i won’t stop you.” he shrugs, leaning back into the seat, arms stretched out beside him. you swallow away your stuttering, running your hands up and down your thighs. “what do you want me to do?” you ask smally, looking up at him from under your lashes. 

he readjusts, lifting his hips in the air, settling back down closer to you. he tilts his head, eyes flickering from his crotch back to your gaze, “what sluts do best baby.” he says under a gravelly breath. your thighs close just a little tighter at that, feeling eager to oblige to his insinuations. 

you unzip his levi’s, unbuttoning them before you’re pulling him from out his boxers, throat getting tight at the way he pulses in your hands. precum is already beading at his tip, and you lean forward, flicking your tongue over it. he hisses quietly, a hand coming behind your neck. 

your lips envelope the tip, shutting your eyes when you trail down until you can’t take any more of him down your throat. he groans, throwing his head back, bucking his hips into your mouth. you gag around him, hand trembling while you try to jerk off what you can’t fit into your mouth. 

he rolls his head forward, holding you by the back of your head, starting to thrust further in, chuckling to himself at the way you gag. he lets you slide off him, jerking his slick cock off while you catch your breath. 

you’re staring at each other in the thick air, the night breeze sneaking in from the cracked windows, making your nipples perk from behind your lacy bra. 

the moon glimmers through the side window facing javier, and it panels his cheekbone, across his jaw and down his chin, trickling over the curve of his collarbones. 

he looks so beautiful like this, sitting tall in front of you, looking at you like he could tear you apart with one hand, jaw clenching when your thumb slides over the head of his cock. 

the way he’s looking at you elicits a reaction from your body before your mind can reach it. you lean back down, taking him deeper into your mouth. 

you don’t mind the way he keeps your head still, using your mouth the way he likes. 

he fucks your mouth like he wants to prove a point, and at this moment he doesn’t even know what the point is, he hardly even remembers where he’s currently at, the only thing that makes sense is how fucking good you’re taking him down your throat. 

you’re being so good, so perfectly compliant for him, and what’s fueling you is the tingles exploding between your thighs at the way he’s using you. 

the grunting utterances of your name in his spewing breaths adds propellent to the roaring fire building in your lower tummy. 

his groans get a little airier, picking up in quantity, coming out one after the other, fucking your mouth so deep your nose brushes against the brown curls sitting just above his cock. “look at me,” he instructs through gritted teeth, and you listen, blinking away your teary eyes to look up at him. 

he sends one, two, three, hard thrusts into your mouth before he pulls out, resting the tip over your lips. he pants to himself, shutting his eyes closed while you take this time to do the same and catch your own breath. “what’s wrong?” you sound a little rasped, and he can’t fight the smug look on his face at your voice. 

“as much as i’d like to let you continue, i got better things planned baby,” he chuckles breathlessly, pulling you back up into his lap. 

he pushes your dress up, exhaling when he sees how wet you are in the panties he picked out for you. “javi, i didn’t bring any condoms, do you have one?” you press your hands to his chest, momentarily halting him, and he looks at you, scoffing quietly. 

“huh. sluts don’t usually care about that kinda thing.” he rubs the head of his cock over your clothed clit, watching your lowered eyes fully shut, a moan slipping out at his ministrations, proving him right. “s’not gonna fit like this,” your whimper when he moves your panties to the side, flicking himself up and down your folds. “it will baby, i’ll make it fit.” he promises, pressing a kiss to your lips.

you rarely ever got on top, he was always very adamant about taking care of you, whether that means you’re on your back, legs thrown over his shoulders or you with your wrists being hoisted by his tight grip while he fucks you senseless.

the constant is, he’s always on top. 

he’s big, no matter the position he’s got you in, it’s always a stretch he has to ease you into. which is why you’re typically reluctant to get on top, but right now he isn’t asking, he’s telling. 

“javi, s’not gonna go in like this,” you whimper nervously, curling into his chest. head on his shoulder. he rolls his eyes, fingers gliding right over your clit to shut you up. and it works, naturally, he chuckles. 

your breath gets faster when he swirls over your clit with his fingers, squirming around in his lap. he holds himself from the base of his cock, circling over your fluttering hole. your arms wrap around his broad shoulders, fingers playing with the back of his hair. 

he starts crowning into you, pushing in the fat head of his cock, pausing the breath in the middle of your throat. it rumbles out as a pained moan when he continues pushing in. “god javi,” you whine, legs on either side of him flexing with nerves at the intrusion. 

“doin’ all the work for you baby, jus’ take it for me,” he mutters in your ear, his mustache tickling your jaw while he rubs your clit to ease you into it.

“actin’ like i haven’t fucked this pussy before, know you can handle it, sè una niña grande para mí,” he murmurs, kissing your cheek, and you melt, nodding desperately. “i am,” you mumble, bracing yourself for when he bottoms out inside you. he thrusts upward, holding you by the fat your ass, pulling you down onto him. 

the air is knocked out your lungs, and all you can do is hold on to his leather clad shoulders for dear life. your hips start moving in sync, rolling into each other, and you feel insane, it feels so good, you start thinking maybe you’ll do this more often.

the sting from the stretch subsides soon, but the feeling of being full stays, and you keep it, loving how good it feels. the head of his cock nudges deep inside you, bobbing up into your throat and you fall apart, fucking yourself on him, addicted to the way he hits every little spot inside you that you need. 

you’re moaning, panting loudly in his ear, and he eats every single one of them up, gripping your hips when he guides you down onto him. kisses lay wetly across the side of his neck, teeth graze over his ear, praises of how fucking big he is, and how good he feels inside you, relay to him over and over, making his cock twitch when he picks up the pace in his thrusts. 

“you’re so nice while i fuck you baby, maybe this is how i should shut you up more often huh?” he teases, but you don’t care, you’d start arguments with him if it meant he’d always feel this good in you. 

“in so deep,” you whimper more to yourself but he hears you, he hears it all. he hears how fucking soaked you are around him, hears every little breath, every little moan that comes out of you. 

he smacks over your ass, chuckling to himself when you whine and clamp down around him. “maybe i should go find that guy huh?” he leans forward, lips on your shoulder when he ruts up into you deeper, right there to hold you closer when you keen into him at the hard thrust.

“ ‘should find him and fuck you in front of him, show him how its done, what do you think of that baby?” he grunts, hands tightening over your hips. 

you just moan, babbling something incoherent when you grind down onto him, his words acting as a lighter underneath the growing flame while you bounce on him. you squeeze around him, your body unashamed of how much you like the idea of such a dirty act. 

he feels the way you clamp down around him, chuckling breathlessly, his hand traveling behind your neck to force you to look at him. “or maybe it’s you who’d like that,” he taunts, expecting a shy shake of your head, but you just nod, trying to meet his thrusts. "i'll do whatever you want javi," you whimper pathetically, and god, that does something to him. 

"know you will, so sweet baby," he groans, leaning back to watch where you both meet, loving the sight of his cock entering and disappearing into your cunt. 

you tug at the hair from the back of his head, messily kissing all over his jaw and cheek, and he takes it all, adoring how clingy you are with him right now. he pulls the front of your dress down, hooking his fingers under the cups of your bra and groaning to himself when he sees your tits, pretty and pert under the bra, he of course, picked out for you. 

black see-through lace, his favorite. 

"gonna be the death of me, mi vida," he murmurs to himself, latching his hot eager mouth over them. he assaults the soft skin with his tongue, teeth grazing over your sensitive nipples, a smirk forming around the flesh when he teases the ghost of a bite, wanting to laugh when you squirm and arch your back at his actions. 

his fingers find their place back to your clit, rubbing over the nerves like clockwork, syncing the way you bounce on him with harder thrusts, making the pleasure surrounding you inescapable. 

breathing is getting harder, but it feels unimportant, everything does when it comes to javi. in this moment if he told you to stop breathing altogether you honestly just might listen to him. 

but it's so much so soon, and you want to hold onto the moment for as long as you can, enjoy each stroke of his cock deep inside you longer, and if he keeps touching you like this, you know you won't last. you paw at his hand, trying to push the relentless wrist away. "no more javi, m'gonna cum too fast please," you whimper, but he doesn't agree. you're finished when he's finished. 

"do i need to cuff you to the headrest or are you gonna keep those hands to yourself?" he spits, sounding harsh, sounding serious. you whine like a wounded puppy, shaking that empty little head of yours. 

"but javi," he grabs your chin, guiding your gaze downward when he moves his jacket to the side, revealing the cuffs that hang from his belt loops. "think i'm kiddin'? hands to yourself or around me. otherwise you get these. your choice," he's still inside you, and you can't take it, you throw your arms around him, hugging him close while trying to get him to move again. 

"gonna be good, gonna listen, m'sorry, please move javi, please?" 

he senses your desperation, and gives in, continuing his thrusts. you sigh in relief, following the way his hips piston up into you with your own. 

"can i touch you?" you whisper, unsure if you're allowed to, but javier relents, nodding with a kiss to your neck. you slide his jacket off eagerly, quickly unbuttoning his shirt before your hands are running along the warm skin of his shoulders, squeezing them when he thrusts right there. 

your hands drag down his chest, nails lightly digging into his tanned skin when your head falls back, rising and falling up and down on his cock. his mouth is on you again, tongue swirling over the curve of your chest, gripping them roughly in his wide palms. 

he watches you from this view, how you lose yourself when he's got his cock in you, and he thinks maybe he should have encouraged you to ride him earlier. 

he's getting close, watching you has only pulled him closer to the end, his cock twitching the more he imagines how good you'd look dripping in his cum. he imagines your trembling thighs being parted by his hands, your abused hole just leaking and leaking from his cum. 

"m'close, gonna let me finish inside mi vida?" he grunts, and you nod heavily, clamping harder down around him when he asks. "please, please javi," you beg, and who is he to deny you? 

his fingers run around your clit once more, those tight circles from the pads of his fingers bring you right there alongside with him, moaning his name in an incomprehensible voice while his face rests in the crook of your neck, bouncing you on top of him. 

"always wanted to cum in you baby, always wanted to fill you up nice an' good —fuck—, make you fuckin' full of me, just know you'd look so fuckin' good just drippin– shit," you're squeezing him like you never have before, his confessions, the ferver in the way he fucks you is just too much, your body acts before you can even process what’s happening. 

you cum all around his cock, and the pulsing of your walls, the whimpers of his name from your pretty lips is all he needs to join you in your blinding orgasm. he's cumming inside you, grunting your name and how fuckin' good you are for him, his mouth hot on your neck while he fucks you through your shared orgasms. 

he doesn't let up on your clit until the pleasure bleeds into pain, and you can't take it. with heavy breaths you collapse in his arms, panting like you've just ran a marathon, sweaty forehead resting on the cool leather of the seat. 

he gently shifts your hips backward, looking down at his cum that pours out of you. he likes the mess, likes how your cunt looks when he rubs his cum across your throbbing clit, you jump at the stimulation, begging him in a tired voice, no more javi. 

he listens, taking sympathy on your spent body. he puts your panties back over you, tucking himself away before he repositions you so you're properly sitting in his lap, letting your legs stretch across the rest of the backseat. 

"you okay mi bebita?" he murmurs softly, and you hum a sleepy yes, still buzzing from your orgasm. "still mad?" he asks jokingly, pulling a hazy giggle from you.

“i think you just fucked any anger i had left out of me." he laughs proudly at that, rubbing your back. "yeah? maybe that's how we should settle all our fights then." 

[ivanzplaid]

Ok i think i have a cute idea for slasher hcs??

Maybe them trying to deop hints that they want to date but the reader being oblivious? Idk i just really like that trope

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS, CUTEE

thank you sm for the idea its perfect, this trope is amazing🙏 ALSO IH MY GOD I GOT 600 FOLLOWERS WHILE I WAS INACTIVE ILY

im sorry ive been so dead i swear its just classwork thats been catching up to me😭

requests r open, masterlist is up!!

im currently working on my white death requests & others, but classes are here so i may be a little caught up!

Slashers x Gn Reader | Dropping Hints

Including; Freddy Krueger, Otis Driftwood, Candyman, Baby Firefly, The White Death & Lester Sinclair! ( if yall want a pt 2. with ither slashers id be happy to hear🫶 )

Warnings: Mentions of Violence, Flirtation, Language, Fluff

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Otis Driftwood

if he has his eyes on anybody, hes as obvious as the sun with flirting, he wants to lay it flat out and charm you in his own otis way

"Woah there sexy! Where 'ya goin, you don't wanna spend dinner over here?"

his little smile with a hand over your shoulder, hes really trying to woo you and see you flustered

you assume it was his southern charm, so you smile at him and give him an oblivious response

"Sure! What would we be eating, and do you need help preparing?"

while mama firefly is jolly you asked to help, otis's smile falters at your enthusiasm of dinner and not him

"It could be you darlin', if you'd seek your way to my room."

even with the painstakingly sexual sentence, you give him a rather nervous look before laughing, and hes stumped

he will linger around you a lot, always giving you a smile and his adoring eyes, taking you out a lot to go to town with him & to get art supplies

he only has you give criticism on his art, and while this is less obvious, its his way of showing trust and trying to invite you in more

if he was anymore obvious with it hed die, hes given you his sweatshirts, even washing them, to make the hint as bug as possible, but you just smiled and thanked him before saying how cold it was, then going to spend time with baby

"Ah fuck, there goes that little ball of sunshine. The fuck am I doin' wrong?"

when he talks to mama about it, she suggests doing more classic romantic gestures, maybe his ways if flirting werent to your style

he thinks its corny and stupid, but for you hed try it once

he had baby help him find good looking flowers in the fields

mama made your favorite food to help🫶

he proposed a dinner between you two, and you accepted kindly, wanting to spend more time with him anyway

it was you and him st the table, dinner before you, and he gave you the flowers, saying, for o ce, something genuinely seeet to you, and when he saw your smile & you trying to avoid eye contact because if how hot your face was, he knew it worked

after the dinner and overly sweet compliments he threw at you, he finally gained the confidence to be straight and ask you to be his s/o, a rare shy tone coming over him to drop it gently

after that, he is all iver you, and while the sweet comments stay, hes happy you finally get his sexual innuendos

Baby Firefly

baby is a lot less obvious, but the average person could pick up the hints shes putting down

"Well don't you look all cute, I could kiss you right now!"

her smile is wide and she tries her best to look her cutest for you, but damn, shes impressed by how youre so calm, especially when she slips her hand on your shoulder and brings her nose to yours

but mama never raised a quitter

she always grabs your hand and brings you to her room to relax there, trying on clothes or letting her do your make up, visa versa

if you let her brush/admire your hair, shes all over it, massaging your scalp while being gentle with your hair texture

and if you were to ask to do that to her? she's screaming internally, a huge smile on her face the while time while she giggles, her face growing red

she constantly has you around her, even performing for you one time, and when a victim they had over complimented you, her face dropped, and she goes to your side, hand over your neck and ruffling your hair while tracing her hand over your collarbone

shes trying her best to drop subtle hints, have you make the first move, but she takes things a step further with you not getting it

she amps her pet names up, as well as her general personality, trying to have you in her arms more

if youre sitting on the couch, she'll sit herself on your lap and wrap her arms around your neck, starting a conversation then, and maybe even falling asleep on your chest

"Aw Honey, why don't me and you rest together upstairs."

she does everything she needs to make her stance known, and when you finally get the point, shes all smiles and laughing into your face

The White Death

if he wants to date you, he will be as charming as ever

taking your hand gently, kissing it while treating you to dinner, your choice of the restaurant. dont worry about the cost, he could buy the entire restaurant if he wanted to, or if you asked

soothing dates that leave memories of him in your mind; a breath-taking view, one on one time while clothes shopping, buying out s movie theater so you two can view it in the peace of eachother

flowers, gifts, soft & considerate touches, cooking, and cards written for you, all to make you more familiar with his love, but when you arent getting it, hes slightly confused, but he truly loves you, so he will keep trying

"My heart and soul, my closest beloved, I will be with you once again at noon, there's breakfast on the table." sweet little notes in the mornings

he lets you hug him, and hell keep the hug for twice as long as you can, he keeps his lingering gaze on you and wonders what hed do without you, but you just smile and wonder whats on his mind

he tries to swoon you with words, and when you laugh at his remarks hes taken aback, you dont know his occupation or his personal life, and you arent the slightest bit intrigued by his actions, he knows its time to pop the question

he is very nervous, his mind is taken back all day, he doesnt know what to do with himself, he isnt paying attention to his work and he finds himself zoning out more

when you finally come to him, his face is dull, hes trying to conceal how antsy he is

"I believe in taking time to what you love, more than life, more than whatever a god could grant me."

poetic AND hot? youre burning up while he speaks

when he takes your hands in his, gently interlocking his fingers with yours, he gazes into your eyes and tells you just how he feels

youre stunned, you didnt expect all this, and its so much to process, but all of a sudden the remarks and gestures make sense

hes overjoyed when you say yes, a smile appearing on his face while he kisses you, laughing quietly to himself as he sees you thinking back on his past hints <33

Lester Sinclair

lester bless his soul, hes as clueless as you to flirting

he ends up looking goody, or saying something that comes out the wring way, but it always makes you laugh, and his cheeks turn red when you do

"Cut me some slack Darlin'! My ass is covered in mud from my slip, now help me out!"

atleast he serves entertainment while flirting

he uses his clumsiness as a form of flirting, it keeps you hanging out with him in Ambrose after all

he gets you either slightly wilted flowers or the most dirt and grime covered flowers youve ever seen, he picks them on his car rides in snd iut if Ambrose and he thinks theyre perfect the way they are

if he sees a trinket, its yours, whether its misding a piece of slightly stained, he thinks its absolutely perfect for you, and after cleaning it up, he presents it to you

he believes he does a good job st flirting while being subtle, thats why youre not effected right??

it takes bo explaining to him that you literally do not notice his attempts for him to grt the push he needed to do more

"Oh.. is that why they don't ask me out yet?"

hes a little disheartened, he wont give up because he truly has an interest in you, and youve granted him with nothing but good times

he thinks its funny how badly youre missing his cues, even when he makes a kissy face at you and you just think nothing of it, he takes a slight advantage to this

he wants to see how long itll be before you officially notice, and he made a bet with bo, whos eager to not lose

Freddy Krueger

he thinks its so fucking funny that you dont notice, he is the most DIRECT man to flirt

at first hes a little serious or disappointed ted, like be real, he talks about how he wants to drag you into his dreamworld and keep you there snd you dont know hes flirting

but after his initial reaction, youre never seeing the end of it

"Hot stuff, why don't you let me take you to somewhere where nobody can hear us?"

he teases you, sticking his tongue out provocatively or giving you certain looks, whatever it is to see if there will be a reaction

while he would keep this game going for a bit, eventually his genuine love for you would come out some more

maybe it was the slow sweet treats coming in

or the more 'romantic' situations

but he tried to make it so that your reactions could come out differently

but yourr judt thinking of how nice he is for doing it

he has a huge ego and isnt afraid to ask you, but he would prefer the time to be right, so it may take days or weeks for him to perfect this

he will make fun of you after youre dating to how blind you were and will bring it up

Candyman

he loves to take things slower paced while still sensual, so maybe your obliviousness is preferred here

he likes to woo you, his hints are intimate while not going too far

smaller 'dates', some flowers here and there, maybe keeping you next to his coat while you walk together

he wants to treat you while you both enjoy the time spent together

eventually, he will take it a step further because hes immersed himself in your time, he wants to ask you out, but he needs to know how youre feeling about this, and wants to know your reaction by his larger hints

when he takes you out and you see a romantic movie together, he slips a hand over your shoulder and you happily lean in closer, hes as hopeful and joyful as ever

hes a little amused when you thank him for warming you up, as you began to get goosebumps

when you two are on a walk through an empty park, he takes your hand in his, and you two chat easily

later, you thank him for taking your hand to guide you, because you were worried you might get lost

he laughs after every one if these, because its funny how youre so sweet with someone like him, its refreshing

he tries to be involved with you a lot and do more special things, but inside he knows you wont get the hint unless he asks you, but its nice to have you around like this even so

when he does eventually ask, which may be months after he realizes, he makes things hearty and slow paced, maybe its to make sure you get what hes asking, or maybe its judt because thats how hes loved to soend his time with you

either way, his emotions are overjoyed when yiu say yes, and he smiles warmly as you recount all the thjngs he did for you and how you mayve missed the mark a few times

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oh my god im so sorry sbout not answering requests in timely manners n shit, ive been a little busier than usual, but ill make it up🫶🫶 this is my apology for being so late😭

requests r open, masterlist is up!!

[tonberry-yoda]

SPEAKING OF STUDYING😭😭

I also wanted to submit smth else yippee

Ofc its gyro again its me were talking ab🙏

Idk if its like modern au or smth so we can make this work but yeah ill leave that to u💯

Soo to get to the point Gyro w a fem reader who cannot focus on her homework even if she rlly wants to like zoning out etc (adhd moment hahahahaha send help😻) and is frustrated about it (im gonna pull my hair out im so mad with my brain rn😻🙏)

SO YEAH THATS BASICALLY IT FOR MY ADHD GYRO LOVERS OUT THERE 😘😘(its me)

Yippee TY FOR UR TIME UR WORKS R TRULY AMAZING also keep an eye out for more dpf as soon as im done w exams hehe🤭🤭

Distractions - Gyro Zeppeli

notes - AHHHH DIEGOSAUR MY BELOVED! I have had a CRAZY Gyro brainrot as of late and remembered this was here, so I thought it would also be a nice short fic to get me out of a block! Thanks so much for the request and I hope you're doing well <3 word count - 328 summary - (modern AU) You are stressed out for exams coming up and keep getting distracted. But luckily, your boyfriend, Gyro, is willing to help you study

You chewed on the end of your pen and zoned out for.... what was it.... the fifteenth time now?!

You groaned at yourself, nearly feeling like you were losing your mind.

College was getting too damn stressful and it didn't help that you had to work a job and exams were coming up.

"Hey, I'm back." You heard Gyro enter your shared dorm, placing his keys in the bowl in front of the door. "How're you doin' pumpkin?"

"Fine." you said rather passive aggressively, making Gyro giggle.

"You don't sound fine." he said.

"I just can't focus and it's pissing me off. Stupid brain." You rested your hands on your head.

"Do you need help?" he asked super nicely.

"You would do that? I mean, I know you're busy with your internship and-"

"Look," he interrupted, placing a little kiss on your lips. "If we cut up time into sections, that might help. I can study with you for 45 minutes and then we can watch TV and cuddle for... lets say... 20 minutes, and then back to studying."

You thought about it in your head. Not only would that help you a lot, but you would get the reward of cuddling your boyfriend.

"Sounds good!" You high fived him and quickly got to work. Whenever you would space out, Gyro would be able to help get you back on track or know when a break was in order. He was so used to doing things like this by himself that helping you was a piece of cake.

The breaks consisted of TV and dinner, and finally, you felt succeeded in your studying, not scared for your exams one bit.

"You ready to cuddle then?" Gyro smirked.

"Yes please." You hugged around the back of his neck and pressed a kiss to his ear.

He carried you upstairs and the two of you fell asleep with smiles on your faces.

You were ready to kick that exam's ass.

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[pumpkinsy0]

cw: drugs, once again its just weed so dw toonmuch

im high again so heres more hcs fornpurly getting high once again wont spell check this is for pure shits n giggles

•im gonna tell yall rn, they mostly use makeshift bongs

•its like they use an empty plastic bottle make a while for the blunt in there and they just use it like a bomg

•i mean eventually curly gets a bong, but gotta make do man

•im claimin thag they mostly use it before watching a movie to make the experience more remembered

•while ponys high he literally just b doin whatever, could b vacuuming the ceiling just to have somethin to do and go “so what made u like me man”

•meanwhile curly cant stand properlly, just swayin in every direction, but then again its not as bad as pony

•usually curlys just hangin his arm around pony bc 1) hes cute lol 2) dont want the lil guy to fuckin fall and bust his head now

•but yea they aren’t usually standing but when they do they hang onto each other for support and gayness

•idk y i feel like theres this pont where they r sitting in silence, then they just look at each other and giggle for a sec before just saying “man i like u”

•pony lies down so oddly, one leg is up the other is doin hopscotch, one arm is being used during convos, the other is a convict in some prison, its wild man

•they fucking love m&m cookies, pizza, and chinese food while high idc idc

•they absolutely probably praise the floor the delivery guy walks on when they get there, just givin em tips like they rich

•just adding in here that if angela decides to join for whatever reason, she puts on pink panthress bc i just feel like she blast that speaker w music bc it makes her feel like shes floating

•she also makes them go shopping w her which is a WHOLE of set of hcs that’ll prolly never release to the public

•omg idea but what if angela (well curly but mostly angela) taught pony cultural haitian dances while high cause hes more free then omggg im so smart

[kyskaisen]

sasha braus x cook!reader? i think that would be really cute tbh <3

aww thats so cute!! <3

Pairing: Sasha Braus x Cook!Reader <3

Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff <33 (lowercase intended)

does baking count as cooking? idk since cakes and baked potatoes both go in ovens so im just curious :/

you hummed as you took the egg from the box and tapped it lightly against the bowl a few times before it cracked, the yolk inside of it dripping down the edge into the cake batter.

currently, it is 6 in the morning, and you want to get up early to bake a cake for you and sasha. waking up early would mean you would have time to finish all three layers and get the chance to complete the cake without sasha stealing licks from the cake batter or the icing.

you took the whisk and stirred it around in the mix until it was thick enough. then you heard footsteps coming from around the corner...

"good morning, y/n! whatcha doin?" sasha chirped as she sprung from the corner, seeming as if to try and catch you by surprise. if that was her goal, it certainly didn't work.

you sighed. "going for a swim." you joked before taking the bowl to pour the mix into the cake pan then started again for the mix. sasha lifted a brow before smiling. "really? that doesn't look like swimming to me." she commented as she hopped up on the counter.

you scoffed playfully. "no shit," you replied before taking the whisk and stirring roughly. sasha lifted a brow. "why don't you just use a machine? they have those, y'know." she commented. you rolled your eyes and kept stirring. "i prefer doing it myself, that way i can truly say i made everything from scratch." you replied with a smile, looking at her.

"...but what about the cake mix?" she asked after tapping her chin for a few moments. you huffed then put the batter into a separate cake pan. "i don't have the ingredients to make the actual cake mix." you eventually responded. sasha then got an idea.

she reached over into the left over powder sitting on the counter and threw the pinchfull at you. you looked down at your apron to see a light colored powder stain. looking back up at sasha, you took a pinchfull of the powder and threw it back at her, making her giggle.

you kept taking pinchfull after pinchfull until there wasn't enough to take from anymore, and you finally stopped, and so did her begs for you to stop along with her giggling.

sasha caught her breath from laughing so hard while smiling. you continued looking at her before smiling then walking over to hug her and press a sweet kiss to her neck.

"i love you, sasha."

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SORRY I TOOK FOREVER TO POST THIS😭

[sexygrass]

Leo! Baby! How ya doin??

I saw something about requests for hyuck🤔

What about a needy hyuck with an oral fixation so like he needs to have something in his mouth to feel better yk, fingers, tits, giving head just for the sake of how it feels on his tongue. A whipped hyuck, if you will.

I know you'll do wonders with this🤌🏽✨

Omg, thanks bae🥹

I had a lot of fun writing this, more than I should. It's not what you exactly wanted but will soon write a better one, promise

here's, hope u like it!

Lesson (M)

Pairing: needy! Sub! Haechan x mean! Dom! Fem Reader

Warning: handjob, humping, punishment, bratty haechan, pet names, degradation, breeding, slight exhibition, haechan is just so whipped, clingy haecahan, fingers sucking, edging, stimulation. If I forget anything, lmk.

Word Count: idk

I didn't proofread, so bear with any mistakes;)

Haechan was stressed, cramming as much as he could for his upcoming exam. He thought he he didn't have much, but once he started reading the notes that he begged renjun to send him, he realized he was in for a long day.

Chewing on his pen one too many times, he felt his saliva drip down his hand and nearly wet his paper. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he pushed his classes up his nose, "fuck this, im tired."

standing up, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water before grabbing his phone from the table next to him, checking on the time, his brows furrowed: you were hour late. No wonder he felt suffocated without your presence.

He was a very clingy boyfriend who had no understanding of personal space. He'd be in your business all the time and will complain and nag and nag at you for not taking him with you to your gatherings with your colleagues, he'd always say that he has to be there to let people know that you're taken so none of your disgustingly-handsome friends make a move on you but in reality, he was just clingy and very possessive over you and you know.

Deciding to text you to know when you will come back, he leaned on the counter and started typing, his bottom lip between his front teeth.

Me: mommy~~ when will you come back? I'm boreddd ~ need youuu :((

Mama Bear: I'll be home soon baby, just had extra work to do. I'll bring dinner with me but promise me to behave

"She won't be here soon then," he slumped his shoulders with a visible pout on his lips, but your last message ignited an idea in his head.

Giggling, he danced his way into your shared bedroom, his exam's preparation long forgotten.

He wanted to wait for you to come back from your work and spend some time with him to help him relax but you're late and he misses you and the little demon on his shoulder's idea seems more fun than sitting idly by and waiting.

Taking his clothes off and itting on the edge of the bed, he took a deep breath. He knew he'll get punished for doing what he's about to do, but he was already hard at the idea alone.

Running his hand over his stomach and down to his growing bulge, he hissed before throwing his head back into the bed, "I think I got tamed, I can't do it. woah." he looked around the room, and once his eyes landed on your perfumes, he smirked before stumbing to his feet and grabbing the bottle, spraying generous amount on a pillow, he got rid of his boxer and slowly started humping.

Once his sensetive cock head made contact with the harsh material, hyuck let out a porngraphic moan at the friction and a dark patch already formed from his precum, smelling your perfume and feeling it surrounding him, he whimperd when he picked his pace and started rutting against the pillow desperately, his moans growing high pitched as he called for your name with closed eyes while picturing you standing before him, degrading him and teasing him, calling him a needy slut. He can almost hear your voice, and that made him whine louder.

He knows he will get his ass fucked into next Friday once you find out but that made him moan louder. He wondered if you would like his show and praise him or mock him for being so needy for you, and defently punish him.

he imagined you using him as fuck toy, overstimulating him and slapping him around whenever he didn't answer whatever you said to him and make him cry from the overstimulation, till you break him.

A particular lewd moan rips from his throat at the possibility of you walking in any moment and catching him touching himself, the anxiousness and anxiousness of being caught sending him over the edge.

feeling his thighs shake, he threw his head back, his glasses fooged up as his sweaty hair damped on his forehead, "F-fuuck, mommy! Gonna c'm—" he stilled before spilling his load on the pillow case, some cum painted his stomach white and the rest dripped down his hhighs before he fell backside on the bed with a whimper.

"Tired already?" Your soft voice made him snap his eyes open and slowly turn to look at you. Sitting on his knees on the bed, he smirked at you, "you're late," he gave you a cheeky smile, spreading his thighs to give you a glance at his glistening cock.

The realization that you mightve been there watching him all along made his softening cock harden.

Letting a low chuckle, you walked towards the edge of the bed where he was spreading his thighs for you. Leaning in, you stroked over his cheek, pushing some of his damp hair off his face to get a close look at his gazed eyes that were filled with lust.

Running your thumb over his wet lips, he absentmindly opened them. feeling the tip of his tongue brushing at your fingertip, you dipped your thumb inside his mouth, and he hummed happily around your digget as he sucked on it.

You smiled down at him, your free hand caressing his skin, going from his neck to his chest, making sure to avoid his nipple, to his stomach and then to his cock.

Haecahn whimpered, and you were quick to take your finger out of his mouth. "Mommy, I'm—"

Pushing your middle and rung finger back into his mouth, he choked around them, "I don't want to hear you. You broke the one rule we have because you were such a needy slut that couldn't wait to get fucked, so now, you will get treated like one, understood?"

You pushed him on the bed, your fingers still in his mouth. getting no response, you pressed on his tongue, and he gagged before nodding his head.

Smiling, you pushed with your other hand his glasses that were slightly falling up his nose.

Wrapping your hand around his sensetive dick, you started pumping him slowly, enjoying how he whined around your fingers to go faster. "Bad boys don't get what they want." You murmur, mouth at his thigh, and when you sucked a hickey, he moaned, arching his back.

Pulling you wet fingers and replacing them with your other hand, you used his saliva as lube, and without warning, you breeched his hole, making him gasp.

"Y-yes fuck," adding a finger, you curled them inside and hyuck cried, fucking into your fingers, desperately. "Love your fingers, s'much," he mumbled, drooling.

Pressing your thumb on his leaking slit, he whales and clutches the sheet for dear life at the stimulation.

He knew he wont cum any time soon, he knows you wont give it to him that easily and he was thankful. He was a slut for punishment and you both knows. It was why he kept breaking your rules, so you'd break him later.

Pinching his nipple between your index and middle finger, he cried, and his thighs started to shake, feeling his orgasm coursing through his vain, his eyes crossed when you hit his prostate, but when you wrapped around the base of his cock, staving his orgasm, he whined and weakly tried pulling your wrist off so he'd cum –a mistake he knew he shouldn't do – you slapped his hand away, smirking, you laughed at how desperate he looked. His glasses fogged with tears running down his flushed face.

"Please, I- please," you scoffed, pressing hard on the hickies on his thighs, and he whimperd. "Please, what?" You mocked, "is that all you know? Is that how I taught you to beg?" You added a third finger, and his eyes rolled into his skull

Clutching the sheets harder, you feared he might rip them, he was going insane, the pleasure was too much. Your fingers in his ass, your hand around his dick and he felt your warm mouth around his nipples, his vision went black.

"Mommy," a low whine made you look over your shoulder. With a smile, you rolled in your chair and faced the sleepy man. "Morning, hyuckie," you greeted with a teasing smile.

Looking around the room, his brows furrowed. "Was it a dream?" He muttered before reaching to rub on his face, but when his body stinged in pain and he slowly felt the sorness in his legs, he stilled.

"I guess you're all barks, no bites. You passed out. And I'm still mad at you but hey, guess I fucked you so well," leaning down, you pressed a chast kiss to his forehead and pecked his parted lips, "breakfast is ready. I'll drop you by, do well in your exam, and I'll consider forgiven you."

Haechan was in trance. He didn't hear anything you said, but the lingering feeling of your soft lips on his skin made him snap, "exam? What exam—HOLY SHIT"

[givsmn]

my live reaction to Thor: Love and Thunder

okay. so far. i am NOT lovin this. "im tired" dies THATS SAD I'M SAD NOW IT'S TOO EARLY FOR THIS

BIG SAD RN BIG BIG BIG SAD HES LYIN BESIDE HER GRAVE

yes i would say he's suffered severely but i would not recommend followin the eery whispers in the wind

ooh green, we like green

bro your daughter coulda surv- what'd you slice your palm on

Rapu? that you?

Gorr… babe you don't look so good- aw he's so cute when he smiles

RAPU FUCK YOU

$10 Gorr finna pick up that sword and dice Rapu

oh well he didn't pick up the sword, it presented to him

AW I WANNA FLOWER PERSON

ooh gold blood, pick that shit up

Steve T-T Tony T^T i hate that thing MOON MOON !!!

musics great tho

KORG, baby

omfg he baby

"fighting the good fight for those who can't fight good" lmfao

Fonda gave me whiplash fr

SHUt UP KORG JFC MY GODS

GROOT <3

DAD BOD, GOD BOD, SAD BOD I CANNAE KORG PLEASE

lmfao Quill did not ask for this

bro Stormbreaker grew roots?

… why is he witch ridin Storkbr- yk what, nvm

DIE SCUM

stfu Thor, you embarrass me sm

OMG the AESTHETIC ASDFGHJKL

GUNS N' ROSES BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

my heat is racin rn sm

THE SPLITS WHAT TTTTTT

lmfao omg the GOTG cannae

bro you broke their temple. it finna shatter ain't it

yep, yep, there it is. poor fellas

Jane Fonda, hello

istg if Darcy eats those w sticks ima flip

yikes, four. sorry bro

she didn't use the sticks!

hope Darcy notices myuh-myuh's gone

self experimentin, are we?

SELVIG <3

wait wait is she finna find Mjolnir and put it back together to give her health

VALKYRIE

i'd buy that spice, please

INFINTY CONEZ!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

wow, they're boomin, that's great

oh gods, more theater

ALAN GRANT?!?!!!!!

bitches, Odin did NOT stand up and no you won't, perish

glitter, glitter mfs

"Transform!" ????!?!?! LIKE POWER RANGERS!?!?!??!

oh gods, McCarthy

this whole thing gave me a stroke, i love it

Jane Fonda finna steal them stones, i get

YEP IT'S FONDA

oop, ominious weather and vibrations oohoohooh

they're levitating

GOD OF DISASTER? ? ? ?

who the fuck is screa- oh good gods

they jus didn't want the goats

NEBULA <3 hi babe

oh where Gamora?

WAIT MANTIS W A GUN!?

omg they can understand them i cannae please please

no that's not it, ima have a stroke

congrats, babe. how many spouses?

Sif's alive? bro i did not know that

he visibly and audibly deflated

inspirational speech, Quill <3 thanks

pft pft pft i'm chockin Let Go Thor Let Go

that's His ship bro, bro, bro

IM CHOKING IM HAVING A STROKE THOR MOVE

you frickincrazy axe

(GOATS SCREAMING)

barren ice wasteland

Falligar is adorable, wHY ARE THEY DEAD THEYRE ADORABLE

bro she's missin an arm

you're not in battle PFT OH SHIT

oh nu, not assgard god butcher

oop ominious figure in white, how sexy

sleepin children

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

reminds me of the angel of death in the Moses sto- NVM BIG ASS SPYDERS

VAKLYRIE ASDFGHJKL ON HER PEGASAUS BABEEEEEE IN PJS

oh smoll boys

lmfao blood splatter on the camera

METALLIC HUMMING OVERHEAD BABE

AHEHEHEHE DEMONIC GIGGLING

TESSA THOMPSON, MARRY ME POR FAVORA PALIHUG NA

???? he jus treated myuh-myuh like a mf dog jfc

vrooms past i bet HA got it

oh hello ms. FondaBRO THATS SO DAMN COOL IT SPLIT LIKE BUMBLEBEE DID OMFG OMG OMGOMG OMGOMGOMGOGMSOGJSPOFGJOPSFGJPSGJSPGOJSFPOJGPSFOGJSGJ

pft Thor please

it's ms. Fonda to you, childe

omfg the rollerskates thing i cannae please

halloween party??? bro no stop doin myuh-myuh like that

oh yea cryin durin comedy's ik that

Nick Furry.

poor babes

i feel liked that's not how legend-myth works but idk enough abt it to contend

panic attack?

oh you poor idiot

oh bro spoogies

Thor's so shiny tho

~then you know this is going to hurt~

oof raggity man

VALKYRIE <3 <3

blinker light eyeballs fr

bros goin for the children tho idk how they've been sleepin thru it all

THEYRE TAKIN THE CHILDREN

what in the fresh fuckery was that cage on legs

Eight years, seven months, and six days.

please stop bickering

Daryl

THEATER

Jodie Fonda.

bro you srsly tryna call myuh-myuh from her

OMFG STORMBREAKER

is this real? feels like a fever dream

slowly creeps in

STOP BETRAYIN STORMBREAKER YOU ASS

should Thor intervene? bc it might undermine her, idk how this stuff works

what's squeaking

pft

oh good lords

Valkyrie is exhausted

CAPE GROWS BACK?

Heimdall had a son?

AXL

hoi, respect his name

magic eyes

Thor~!

i like Axl sm

pft "oh my god. go away"

those children are finna start cryin, shut up Thor

JODIE FONDA WHY'D THAT COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH STOP IT

omnipotence city

QUETZALCOATL theyre mentioned in my fanfic

Zeus is not wise

goats

she's still an alcholic

myuh-myuh

Thor you're a chil- omg Stormbreaker

oh shit Jane.

geez what'd you go and do that for

Valkyrie <3 3 <3 <3

they're so damn cute

THEY BOOPED SWORD AND MYUH-MYUH

pft don't feed on the children please thanks

those goats make me wanna shoot myself in the foot

the city so pretty- what'd you go and wreck the lawn for babes

Jodie, Jodie, Jodie stop, stop, stop please

he has a boyfriend, it's Bruce

so cool

Valkyrie's so amused

he has feelings for Jodie Fonda

VALKYRIE YOU'RE GREAT

Axl <3 <3 <3

Gorr <3 <3 <3

Gorr, that's not how you bond w children, mate

pft she slaughtered the emotion gods

DRAGON OMG DRAGON ITS A DRGON

BAO??? I WANT BAO

hmmmm zeus

oh good gods how theatrical jfc

omg he copied zeus in every way

Thor's a nerd through and through, fanboy

tf accent is that

HA orgy

?? oh yea he's not that great

HA AGGRESSION the aggression confuses him

en masse.

did he finger gun shackles

oh here it comes

like, it's funny. but also, i'm imaginin that happenin to a woman and :[]

he's prolly gon be reinvited to the orgy

bro the bearded harp guy fainted

T-T his tats

A SHY COURGETTE!?!?!?!? A ZUCCHINI!?!?!!?!?!?!?!

pft disguise off

you tell him, babe

so, chill, baby cake

the theatrics!? "no"

Valkyrie's muscles i cannae please please please

omg Jodie Fonda's muscles i cannae please please please

his accent, it's givin me a stroke

"rush his bum"

lmao i love Fonda's excitement "hell yeah!" knocks off someone's head

JANE'S HAMMER STILL IS SO AWESOME

aw yisssss ms. Valkyrie, relish the goldblood spray

!? KORG nononononononnonono cmon fOR WHATOH DHIT HE CAUGHT IT oh gods the line

i feel like that wouldn't kill him tho

Kog Korg KORG!? omg baby, you're alive PFT mouth

omg that's such a pretty whi- wow, yea no i liove the screamin goats and GNR better

T^T marry me? please, Valkyrie

yO THOSE THINGS STARING INTO THE WINDOW BEFORE THEY FLEW OUT LOOKS LIKE CELESTIALS

screaming goats on rainbows w rock and roll in the bg is my new aesthetics

he's so good w kids, so sweet

"Team Kids in a Cage"

why's he keep messin w his no- ha

Korg loved it, noted

i thought you needed the necrosword to kill gods

omg Stormbreaker's jealous- THOR YOUR'RE BEIN DISLOYAL

i'm more invested in Thor x Stormbreaker then Thor x Jane

… he fed it beer… hE SCRATCHED THE UNDERCHIN WHAT

his lil thing when she turns around is the fattest mood i have ever witnessed

Korg music? pft omg that's cute

thanks Korg, you stripped her bare

yep, this is real, that fumbling lmao

oh the fear in her eyes

"bye"

he's good at comfortin, once he calms down a bit

Thor baby

oh no, the color, it's broken

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT LANDING HA

oh nu the bone cage is empty

their pinkies T-T

is myuh-myuh so broken it cannae summon the Bifrost?

oh bro she yeeted

Gorr, you're spoogie, i love it

yea idk if the dentist can help w that bud

ha he's a lil fanboy too, omg. his giggle was adorable

baby, she's crying

i find his face fascinatin

oop he's chokin em

his hand was on his shoulder, so faint

… tentacle porn is completely plausible and acceptable it's accepted i accept it

it's funny how he keeps sproutin from the shadows like a whack-a-mole

omg myuh-,yuh

oh no the boat!

bro i completely forgot abt Korg

HEY HE IMAPLED HER NO

oh nu he's got the key

oh bro she looks shit

a fridge without a door.

yea babe he goin w/o you

T-T bc he loves her, always

he still has Loki's hair twined into his own braids

damn she lost her whole kidney

yO head at 01:29:07 is movin

that was a celestial head that fell oh them

attackin children w shadow monsters? mateur Gorr

he's plannin on makin em whack the monsters w sticks?

Space Vikings, hooray

omg he's givin em power "for a limited time only"

HEY IT'S THAAT TREE OMGGG

GLOWY EYE CHILDREN I WANT THEM

GENERAL AXL

DO YOUR WOEST BABIES

OMGGGGG THE GINGER

MY HEARTRATE RN ASDFGHJKL

BEAT THEIR ASSES

DSKGJLKJDGLKSJGLKSJGKLSJGSGJSGKJLSGJ

YOU'RE DOIN SO GOOD BABIES, SO PROUD

OMGGGG AXL VAULTIN THRU THE AIR

lil baby girl fairy, you've my heart, you too floating girl w rabbit, i wish my Fluffy did that

way to be creepy Mjolnir

oh shit, he got decked

Jane Foster <3

go children, go!

let go of his friend, shadow tentacles !!!

her name is Mighty Thor, ass

Dr. Jane Foster is bomb

oh good lord, not that

I LOVE WATCHIN PPL CATCH THOSE THINGS AXL YOU DID SO GOOD

snap it in half, babes

couldn't it jus reform like myuh-myuh?

oh damn, she caught the bits

well this has a certain finality

oop she obliterated your sword pal

i imagine a lot of Aro's might be confused at this scene, but also not

did he not realize he could bring her back?

then use your wish to save Jane? as an apology?

ooooooooooh you're gon have your nemisis take care of your child, interestin

omg galaxy-reflection-girl, you're so pretty

Jane is a god.

see, she's gettin the gold dust fade, like od*n, that means she's a god. i take no criticism

she's cute

oh hi, Korg

ARE YOU SERIOUS

DWAYNE

this is so dumb i love it

omggg sad god to dad god

yes they'e pan flaps

what's that accent

HA

that's so accurate, w the shoes

omg myuh-myuh

Thor, referrin to myuh-myuh: where did you put HIM

the girl: eh, SHE looked boring before

Thor: eh, suppose IT did

d'aw her lil thumbs up in the mirror/head jig w helmet, so cute

HES SO SUPPORTIVE

she's wearin' Hulk's colors

??? why'd she get Stormbreaker? after all Thor's talk abt bein over his ex-weapon, smh

"The Space Viking and his girl, born from Eternity." i adore that line sm, wow

OMG IS HER NAME LOVE? HER NAME IS LOVE. THAT'S PERFECT

haha, Louis Despocito

Credits

ngl i expected the GotG to show up more for some reason

ugh not him. well, i was right. he's not dead

dude You Are a joke

Hercules??? well ig we know who our nxt villain will be, tho he seems a bit low lvl, so maybe he's a starter villian for Love

glow dust. it's Jodie Fonda ain't it. it is!

Heimdall!! HI BABE

she's in the land of the gods! knew it!

THOR WILL RETURN

Movie End

some thoughts are i like how it began w losin a daughter and ended w gainin one, it's sweet, poetic in a way ion understand ig

there was no Loki T-T i miss him, he would influence Love in the worst way possible and i want it

the beginning was kinda awkward but Thor was also especially awkward so it's fine, he was overcompensating, it's understandable

i can see ppl complainin abt how this movie serves "romantic love fixes all!" bc i legit jus saw s/o complainin abt it. and maybe it does? but so what. Thor's loves love and in the end, he ended up w a daughter

THE DAUGHTER. UGH. i love Love, she's great

SHE BETTER SHOW UP IN LATER MOVIES W LIKE TOM!PETER AND HARLEY AND CASSIE AND KAMALA OK? OK

THEYRE THE NXT GEN THEYRE THE NXT GEN THEYRE THE NXT GEN

i didn't like Jane in the first 2 movies- tbh i barely rmbr the first 2 movies -but i adore her now. i'm wonderin if the final scene was a hint at her comin back or Marvel jus tellin us where she ended up and that she is OK

Axl intrigued me. there was no mention of it, but i wonder if he's trans

first of all, the only experience i've had w the name Astrid is from HTTYD and searchin feminine names

secondly, when i changed my name, i also looked at bands lmfao

i really like how it was dealt w too, tho i wonder - if Axl is trans - if Thor knew of him prior. bc he didn't care when Valkyrie said he was Heimdall's son, only that Axl wanted to change his name

DARCY DIDNT SAY BYE TO JANE THATS SAD

all in all, i adore it and ion get why i saw so many bad reviews. there was personality in these movies, compared to the first 2 Thors

i hold it to equal height to Thor: Ragnarok and the only way it could've been better was if Loki was there- or Sylvi!

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[gegewrites]

Ashtray- This Bitch

1-28-22

Words idk

Edited nah obvi

Pure platonic

ashtrays pov-

this bitch. this blonde herion whore bimbo bitch was sitting with her feet on my damn table, eatin my fuckin cereal. 

“are you gonna- im not supposed to talk to you.” faye said and went back to eatin my cereal. i shook my head and walked out of the room, making my way towards (y/n) and Fezcos room. they told me not to bother them, but ive been telling faye for the past week to stop touchin my shit. 

i approched their door and knocked on it without stopping until i heard fez talk.

“fuck man, come in!” he said and i opened the door up quickly, i turned to face out oof the hall, not wanting to see whatever they was doin.

“your blonde herion whore bimbo bitch is eating my fuckin cereal again.” i said and (y/n) laughed.

“you can look at us, we weren't fucking.” I turned into the room, (y/n) had Fezcos hand on in her, she was painting his nails.

“Can you please control your bitch?!” I yelled,”I don’t Fuckin what her here!”

“You owe Custer this man, you broke his nose!” Fez didn’t yell but his voice was raised, I bit my tongue,”just ignore her man, we can buy more.” I shook my head at him, begire walking out slamming the door behind me.

Your pov-

Ash walked out of the room slamming the door behind him.

“Fuck.” Fez whispered.

“He doesn’t like this at all you know this, why does this sound new to you?” I asked twisting the cap of the dark green nail polish and getting off of the bed,” put your hands under that light, imma go talk to him.”

“You a good one Ma.” Fez said as I opened the door.

“Anything for my boys, but seriously, she using sugar to cope with her shit, she’s eating everything, help her a bit.” I said closing the door behind me and Walked down the hall a bit.

I lightly knocked on the door before opening it, he was sitting on his bed, his back towards the door. It’s the times like these I remember he’s a kid, not an adult.

“Go the Fuck away Fez.” He said and I close the door a bit behind me,”I said go the fuck away ion wanna talk to you.”

“It’s (y/n) actually.” I said and he turned around to face me.

“You gon scold me or some shit? cause you’re not my mom and ion want you actin like one.” I sat down on the edge of his bed.

“She’s only staying till things calm down Ash, another week should be all.” I said ignoring his statement because I know it meant nothing and it was just because he was upset.

“I don care (y/n)! I don’t want her here! You see how she walks around the house? The way she looks at fez?! Why aren’t you taking some control and doing something?!” He turned to face me fully.

“She doesn’t look at fez in any way Ash, she has her boyfriend and she has made that very clear.” I kept my tone calm and clear,” she walks around the house in those clothes like she does because that’s all she knows okay? I can take her shopping tomorrow and ge her some more appropriate clothing if that’s makes you feel better.” He physically calmed down, his shoulders lost their tension and his face relaxed.

“Ya.” He nodded.

“Her and i will go tomorrow around 9, okay? Now…” I got up from his bed,”I have to go run some stuff to a small party, so you need anything while I’m out?”

“Cereal obviously, she ate the whole damn box.”

“I’ll get extra then.” I smiled at him,”I’ll be back in an hour or so, fez is staying.”

“Aight.” I turned around and opened the door,”thanks.”

“Always kiddo.”

“Don’t call me that.” I giggled turning to look at him.

“Whatever you say…kiddo.”

[problematicfavesareproblematic]

Band of Brothers-

Cute/charming things they say when they walk into a room and see you/you walk into a room and they see you:

Babe: 

“oh SHIIIIIT! There’s my BABY! Do you see her, fellas? GodDAMN, I’m a lucky sonofabitch!” 

(you blush so hard and are just like Babe, we’re at work stahp it but he dgaf).

It’s embarrassing and always makes Martin glare so imploringly at you that you’ll go over to Babe just to make him be quiet. Because, you know, YOU’RE AT WORK. 

This bitch is shameless when it comes to loving on you, having once come to stand next to you when Sink was giving an important announcement and straight-up PINCHED. YOUR. ASS. 

how you didn’t yelp is a miracle, and how no one else seemed to notice was equally astounding 

(oh, the boys noticed. They kinda shipped it tho, so it was more a matter of hiding their joy). 

Needless to say, it only happened the once, something you made Babe swear after you pulled him aside and punched him in the arm. 

Don’t worry, you kissed it better.

Roe: 

bb boy doesn’t say anything at first, 

the smile he saves just for you is playing at his lips as you walk up to meet him, tho.

The moment you’re close enough that he can smell the  sweet mint of your gum, he’ll whisper something sweet like “hey you” or “mon amor”, or maybe just your name 

(bc let’s be honest, his accent is 10 out of 10 and he could read me the dictionary and I’d still rock an ugly giggle/snort combo). 

If it’s a more serious situation, like if you’re hurt oh lordy

he will literally shout your name until either you shout back or someone tells him where you are. 

I could see him being a face holder, in the sense that he does it to reassure himself that you’re okay and make sure he has your undivided attention. 

Since getting injured in Carentan, you hadn’t been as close to the frontlines as you had been, so when you were needed you are REALLY NEEDED, 

and even if he didn’t like it Gene knew you were the best at what you did. 

Gene also feels better if he knows where you are.

 Even when you eventually return to Easy, he will feel better knowing which Foxhole you’re in, and knowing he’s seen to it your first aid kit was fully stocked.

Liebgott: 

THAT FUCKER’S SMIRKING AT YOU SO OPENLY that whoever he had been talking to instantly goes 

*sigh* y/n’s just came in, didn’t she? 

And he won’t even ANSWER because he’s already shoving past them to walk up and eye you with obvious satisfaction. 

“Bout time you showed up,” he’d say casually, hands finding your hips giving them a quick squeeze. 

“Sooner we get briefed, sooner we can get outta here.” 

(You’re not fully sure what ‘getting outta here’ entails, but if the way he looked at you was any indication, you had a feeling it didn’t involve anything less than PG-13 sexy times.)

Bull: 

“Hey, little lady.”

He’ll say it no matter how tall or short you are, how wide or how narrow.

He will always say it to you that when you first see each other in the morning 

(sometimes, you wake up to Hey, little lady being kissed into the soft skin behind your ear.) 

(Once while on a 48 hour pass, he’d woken you up that way in a REAL bed and the two of you had nearly gotten him sent up Curahee for being late coming back because you’d ended up spending more time in that bed than either of you anticipated Whoops)

(Even if he had been late, he definitely wouldnt have minded, tbh. He fully considered going AWOL if it mean neither of you had to leave the bed)

but throughout the day he’s more concerned about getting his hands on some part of you whenever the two of you had been apart- 

even if it was for like five minutes. 

Nothing over the top- holding his arm up and out so you can step into his side, a press of his lips to your temple. 

Idk guys i just feel like he’d just love you so much that everyone would be able to see, which they do and they all think it’s fucking cute

Buck: 

He doesn’t always call out when he sees you, mostly because your eyes always seem to find his. 

The two of you could be across a field from one another with a thousand angry Germans between you, guns blazing, and the two of you would always spot each other like two honing beacons. 

If its downtime and you guys don’t have to be on your guard he’ll ABSOLUTELY wolf whistle in at you, 

You’ll see a stupid grin lighting up his face as he nods in your direction. 

“Take a look, boys. I think we’ve got ourselves a…” 

and he always waits until you’re close enough that he can wrap a quick arm around your waist and pat your hip. 

“Certified babe-asaurus!” 

(in a foxhole somewhere, a wild Babe’s head pokes up in confusion). 

You groan and boo him, and whoever he was with inevitably ends up booing him too.

But he doesn’t care because seeing you smile makes him so happy you guys.

Lipton: 

If you’re in public, he will quietly step up beside you and place his hand gently between your shoulder blades.

He’s not super into PDA, which you didn’t mind because what he didn’t show in physical touch he more than made up for in open admiration. 

He is in awe of you 

sometimes he worries you forget how highly he thinks of you, how highly everybody thinks of you 

(you don’t forget, but he’s just one of those people who will get intrusive thoughts like that and sometimes has a hard time shaking them so plz just let him say it ok?)

so he always whispers some praise with his greeting 

(Hey, beautiful...Doin’ okay, love?...What’re you thinking, brilliant girl?). 

It’d probably seem like overkill if anyone else did it but Carwood is just so goddamn sincere that you can’t help but duck a quick kiss to his shoulder. 

HOWEVER! 

If you two kids are alone….

OH BOI. 

He is handsy, coming up and caging you with his arms, 

probably pulling you close quickly so you lose your balance and he can hold you a lil bit.

(He likes to sweep you off your feet im so sorry)

 That’s when his praises are hushed and sighed between long slow kisses. 

Nixon: 

Like Liebgott, he’s a snarky motherfucker who will get the most self-satisfied grin on his face the moment he sees you, instantly turning on the famous Lewis Nixon charm ( something he’d long since decided belonged to you and you alone.)

“Uh oh,” he’d say, looking you up and down before raising an eyebrow.

(bc your hot but also he doesn’t want to get all flirty if you’re hurt or sick or something’s up bc ur not just something to flirt with- YOU ARE A BADASS WITH BADASS RESPONSIBILITIES AND THAT WAS SOMETHING HE very often and sometimes FOUND SO HOT THAT IT MADE HIM THINK HE MAY HAVE AN AUTHORITY FETISH this has been a PSA) 

“Here comes trouble.”

you roll your eyes, the behavior you once found cocky and arrogant having becoming endearing somewhere between Toccoa and England. 

He has absolutely no qualms about PDA (verbal or physical), so it’s up to you to reign him in 

(especially if he’s a lil tipsy, poor Luz didn’t need to hear Lewis’s sloppy and shameless plea for you to let him eat you out on top of piano he’d found in the attic of the billet he’d been assigned. You weren’t able to look at George for a week without wanting to die of embarrassment and Lewis Nixon didn’t get any for two weeks. He was sure to never make such a mistake ever again) 

And Dick had probably grown blind to how Lewis liked to pull you his lap and run his hands up and down your thighs while you played with his hair. 

Also, like Lipton, he probably saves the more explicit acts of PDA for when the company has scheduled downtime 

(but only bc you told him he needed to keep it in his pants any other time he tried to get cute with you)

but you can bet your ass his hand will always try to tap it (your ass, that is.)at least once

a day when he isn’t supposed to.

That’s when you get to punish him whoopsies

Dick: 

since the day you were introduced to Dick in Georgia, the boy always made sure to stand when you entered a room and will call you “ma’am”,

(you know, LIKE HE DOES ONLY BECAUSE HE HAS TO FOR SOBEL BC RANKS. I feel like he has a “we salute the woman, not the rank” speech queued up for anyone who tried to give him shit for it BUT THAT’s JUST ME)

but he has a knowing look in his eye that makes the term ‘ma’am’ feel anything but impersonal.

It confused the shit out of replacements, who would automatically stand because their superior officer (that would be Big Dick Winters) did- only to see you standing there in your fatigues with a coffee in each hand with a look of mutual confusion on your face. 

(bc while they like you, but they’re confused still bc while you’re a boss ass bitch,  you didn’t outrank him...or at least they theink you dont?) 

Babe had been the one to ask you about the longing looks and lingering glances, and when you didn’t know how to answer him you’d gone to Nixon, 

He’d burst into tearful laughter and was unable to get it together enough to explain anything.

Dick had been the one to bring it up the next time they were alone, weirdly enough, as she proofread his report for errors that didn’t exist. 

Because you warrant it, he’d said when pressed for a reason why he greeted her like a ranking officer, looking down at his boots as they both blushed like teenagers at a school dance. 

After that, he still stood wherever you walked in

but now he made a point to brush his fingers against yours at some point during the time you were together. 

He’s the definition of a slow burn friends-to-lovers story, and boi can get spicy LEMME TELL YOU.

(this is my first writing thing ever plz let a sister know if there are any glaring typos. Also i’m roughly 97 years late to fandom but I brought y’all some starbucks so plz let me in thank you)

[chokemeanakin]

hello maeve :') im going around & asking about their thoughts on pregnancy sex w/ ani because im having baby fever atm tho idk why. so if you have any i'd love to know 🥺 -julia

I despise the thought of being pregnant or having kids but I love you so I’m going to pretend my preferences don’t exist for a moment so that I can serve my queen:

Hi guys I’m Maeve and I love kids. I love pregant people. I so desperately want to be pregnant. Let’s do some Headcanons on Anakin fucking a Pregnant reader:

TW: pregnancy

So exactly what @sunsetkenobi said— he’d be so careful.

Like he would rather jump off a moving speeder than hurt you in ANY way, cause if he hurts you then he hurts his kid and he just can’t take that guilt.

So basically for 9 whole months you get soft ani sex and that’s it.

From the moment you find out and are barely showing, to the day you’re about to pop— doesnt matter how desparate or feral you are, Anakin’s not risking it.

(And he can be quite stern about it 😳)

You know him, he’s so over the top and dramatic about some stuff, especially the safety of people he loves. So if you wanna be on top he’ll be like “No, nope, absolutely not.”

“Why not???”

“That can’t be good for the baby.”

“😠😠😠🔪🔪🔪”

He’s so enamored by your belly when you’re in action. Like, a lot of the focus is there because he’s so happy and excited.

So many kisses and gentle caresses just because he can.

Some days you feel nasty and don’t want him to touch you at all, some days you will Die if his penis is not scrambling your guts right this instant. He just goes where the waves take him 🥴

Meaning he’s down for whatever, whenever you want it.

Just wants to serve you and pay you back a little for going through so much to carry his child.

All in all, you’ll be getting the softest, sweetest, very romantic, loving, careful sex. Not very rough or kinky, that has to hold off until you’re all better, but still very very good.

Always wants to go slow, even tho it’s hard for him sometimes, and you promise him you’ll be okay, but he just wants to be careful.

Such a worrier.

But he treats you like a princess 🥺

Wait fuck I gotta add that well.. at a certain stage.. you’re not able to... well... reach your own cooch. Or see it for the matter. So it can be hard to get ready, but Anakin completely understands of course and sometimes may even offer to help you out. Like a good man 😭 bc he’s such a good man 😭 such a good, good man—

*sorry i get a bit cracky for the rest whoops*

Lmao imagine he tries to speak to it while dick deep inside you 🥰🥰

“HEY LIL MAN/LADY HOW U DOIN?? DONE MARINATING YET?? UR MAMA WANTS TO STOP PEEING THE BED ANY DAY NOW”

“HERE COMES THE TRAIN CHOO CHOO”

“DONT GRAB MY DICK I MEAN IT 🤧 I FEEL ONE DEVELOPING HAND ON MY SHAFT AND I WILL PULL A LUKE SKYWALKER ON UR FETUS ASS”

Fun fact my first ever headcanon of Anakin Skywalker was that bc he was theoretically conceived by the force, which is what makes his midichlorian count so high, that makes his jizz, like, super fertile. And that’s why Padme got pregnant when they weren’t even trying, with twins no less. He’s got some superhuman cum 🥰🥰🥰.

Anyway baby and Anakin have a pre-sex hype up chant. It goes like this:

Anakin: “This is where the—?”

Baby (muffled voice): “fun begins!”

Anakin motorboats ur pussylips and the damn baby giggles from inside like he just blew it a rasberry

Okay maeve you caN STOP NOW

[ressyfaerie]

Last suggestion! (I've only saw the dub & not read the manga so pls forgive if I'm wrong with this and they all know) Random headcanon that somehow Kai is the last to know about Tyson's mom passing. Idk but I feel like Kai makes a tasteless comment and the team are like dude we know this? And he's just generally ??? what? He misunderstands and thinks it's recent and speaks to Tyson but he tells him it's been years and years and he's at peace with it. Bonus if awkward hug/attempt at one from Kai 😂 (I also headcanon he's never had a hug so has no idea how to)

AWWW this sounds so cute im doin it. Oh alcohol mentions! It wrote itself but its v cute im proud of this one for sure!!!

Just teenagers being teenagers.

A night in the dojo without adult supervision and nothing to do meant stealing alcohol from the liquor cabinet and singing karaoke.

Ray and Max’s harmonies shattered eardrums.

Tyson laughed, “how can they be high and low pitched at the same time?”

Acting silly and opening up was what tonight was all about.

Even Kai got talkative after a few drinks, you could even say he was acting—

“Irresponsible! Kai get down from there!” Tyson held his sides laughing so hard he thought his lungs would collapse.

Kai hung off the edge of the couch, lounging like a rich prince.

Max hopped up beside him, “what are you doing buddy?”

“I’m a cat.”

The room fell into an uproar of laughs and giggles. Kai fell to the cushions laughing as well.

Tyson took every opportunity to jab questions into Kai.

“Favourite animal?”

“Cats.”

“Favourite food?”

“That ramen you made for us that one time.”

“Favourite dance?”

“Never done it, but I’m a fan of swing.”

“Favourite childhood toy?”

Now he got hung up on that one.

They both laid on the floor, everyone slowly joined. Music from karaoke turned on low escaped the TV surrounding the room in a comforting atmosphere.

“I never really had one.”

“Everyone had one!”

“My parents gave me a stuffed tiger.” Ray grinned while holding a pillow close to his chest, “I lost it though. Man, I loved that thing.”

Max started to talk, then stopped giggling, “I had a piece of silk.”

They laughed, Tyson was the first to respond, “a piece of silk?”

“I called it silky. I was from one of my mom’s old skirts. I would sleep with it every night when she was gone.” He chuckled, “I actually still have it.”

“Where is it?” Ray asked.

“At my dads. I keep it on my nightstand.”

Hilary was sleeping on the couch with her head on Kenny’s lap, Kenny joined the conversation with a hushed voice. “Was it hard? Having a mom that was only half there all the time?”

“Yeah. I always told myself… At least I have a mom. There’s lots of people who aren’t as lucky as me.”

“Yeah…” Kenny trailed off, knowing he had two parents that loved him, and he probably wasn’t welcome in the conversation about to ensue.

“Your Dad’s nice though.” Ray pointed out.

“I love my Dad. My Mom can be a handful…”

“Other way around for me.” Tyson had his arms folded behind his head, “at least you don’t have any crazy siblings.”

“Dude, fuck Hiro.” Kai hiccuped.

“Guess we learned Kai has a low alcohol tolerance.” Max threw a pillow at Kai to catch him off guard.

He caught it in midair.

“Ooohhhh!!” Tyson cooed in awe.

Kai grumbled,” I’m fine. I just hate that guy.”

“Well I never knew my parents thanks for asking.” Ray changed the subject delicately, Kai had a habit of getting aggressive when he talked about Hiro, he didn’t want the conversation to turn sour.

“Why not?” Tyson asked with a drunken lack of compassion.

Ray shrugged, “ it takes a village to raise a child, I guess that’s what happened.”

“Makes sense.” Tyson sat up lazily, “wanna know what my favourite toy was?”

“Hell yeah!” Max somehow had another pillow and was throwing it in the air and catching it over and over again.

“Other than Dragoon, it was this old kendo sword my mom gave me. It was an heirloom. I still have it, but I played with it so much I wore it out, I’m afraid to use it again.”

Surprisingly, it was Kai who responded.

“Wow, your Mom must have put a lot of trust in her kid to give them something like that. She must have loved you a lot.”

The room grew quiet and cold.

Kai turned to look at Tyson, who was just staring back with a blank expression.

“I’m going to go get some water.” Tyson sat up making his way to the kitchen.

As soon as they heard the door slide shut, Max shoved a fist into Kai’s chest.

“Ow! What the hell was that for?!”

“Idiot! Tyson’s Mom died when he was just born! He never even met her! He never talks about it because it's a bit of a touchy subject!”

Max frowned and glared at Kai.

“Sorry.” Kai started, “I never really clued in. I thought she died when he was older.”

Ray slapped a hand to his forehead, “dude, we know this.”

Kai sighed, “I’ll go apologize.”

“Yeah you better!” Max threw the pillow at him, this time Kai let it hit him, accepting his punishment weakly.

“Tyson?”

The kitchen was dimly lit, Tyson was making something at the counter.

“You want some tea Kai?”

“What kind?”

“Just green tea. Nothing special.”

Kai watched him pour the water, unsure how to start, he could still feel the effects of alcohol bouncing around his brain. He waited a moment, hoping to articulate his thoughts appropriately.

“I’m sorry—”

“It’s okay, Kai. It’s been a long time, almost two decades, I mean—you’d think I’d be over it?”

Kai saw his eyes, slightly damp with tears.

“This is a tough subject for you. I’m sorry.”

Tyson rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, letting out a sniffle.

“I’ve always been okay with it. I guess… I’ve never known anything different. I do wish my father and brother were more present though.”

Tyson stared out the window into the darkness of night. He couldn’t see anything, but he still looked, for a long while.

Kai licked his lips before continuing, “I never knew my parents well either. They abandoned me, I have some memories of them, but not much.”

Tyson gave him his attention, and tried to change the subject, “so you would have had a favourite toy then?”

Kai suppressed a laugh, knowing what he was trying to do,” like I said, my memories of that time are fuzzy. I actually remember more of the abbey—surprisingly enough.”

“Oh.” Now Tyson was worried he had overstepped.

“Do you remember what your Mom looked like?” Kai wasn’t sure why he was pressing the subject, he normally wouldn’t.

Tyson blinked a few times, surprised by Kai’s sudden curiosity. “Um, apparently I have her hair, and her eyes. Her face was soft too, so I guess I got all my Mom’s features.”

Tyson rubbed the back of his head grinning.

Kai agreed, “thank god.”

Tyson let out a fast laugh, “ha! Did you just call my Dad ugly?”

Kai squinted his eyes, “I guess I did?”

They fell into probably the hundredth laugh attack of that night, Tyson placed his hand on Kai’s shoulder stabilizing himself.

Their laughs drifted away, Kai glanced at Tyson’s hand, then at his best friend.

“I’m sorry you never knew your mother.”

Tyson was caught off guard at Kai’s soft voice.

“I’m sorry you never really knew yours…” Tyson returned the sympathy.

Kai grinned, and bit his lip, “I’m sorry your Dad’s so ugly.”

“Ha!”

The uncontrollable giggles had Tyson holding his side, and Kai hunched over. They were so close to each other now. Tyson’s hand had drifted to Kai’s neck, he could feel his warm skin and heartbeat. Kai had gone completely against his character, and was holding Tyson’s stomach trying to prevent him from keeling over.

Then Tyson fell forward, letting his chin prop on Kai’s shoulder.

Kai was halfway to hugging him.

When he realized this, he stopped giggling, and Tyson’s irregular breathing was the only remnant of laughter left in the room.

Kai’s voice barely reached Tyson’s ear, “I’ve never hugged anyone before.”

“First.” Tyson wrapped his arms around Kai’s shoulders.

Kai held his arms out loosely, “what are you, a youtube comment?”

Short laughs, Kai felt Tyson’s chest rumble with each chuckle, he let his hands fall into Tyson’s body.

He had his arms wrapped around Tyson’ abdomen, then curled them along his back, completely unsure if what he was doing was right.

Tyson’s voice reverberated through Kai’s ears, “I can hear your heartbeat.”

“What does it sound like?”

“Fast.”

They didn’t say anything.

Kai felt Tyson’s long hair against his cheek, he had never felt such soft hair, let alone so close… He breathed in.

“You smell like cedarwood and cherry blossom.”

“It’s my shampoo.”

Neither one of them had the confidence to break apart, or maybe... they didn’t want to.

Kai found his hand gliding up Tyson's spine, he felt Tyson shiver slightly at the touch. He gently played with the ends of Tyson’s blue hair, feeling it twirl through his fingers like silk.

“Are you… are you playing with my hair?” Tyson’s voice rang in disbelief.

Kai’s eyes grew wide when he noticed what he was doing. He pushed himself away, keeping one hand on Tyson’s side, he didn’t want to let go completely, out of fear he could never go back.

Tyson was in a mirror position with one hand on his shoulder.

“I won’t tell anyone.” Tyson smirked.

“You better not.”

“You can play with my hair whenever you want.”

“Can I!?” Kai took a step back after he realized how excited his voice was.

“Learn how to tie a braid and then we can talk.” Tyson pushed the envelope with his teasing.

“I’ll google it right now.”

[tomdiddlyumptious]

A.R| Just Cry Already

Summary: ITZ CURCH OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT

warning: language, uhhhm idk what else- racism as usual- however you spell that?...

A/n: IF YOU READ THE REPLY I MADE UU KNOW WHY I WAS GONE! Luv you 😘 unedited as usual- my writing sucks AS USUAL

Chapters -> one ✨ two 🤠 three ✨ four 🤠 five

While your dad wore green your mom wore yellow, your brother wore black and so did you, a solid black dress thats off the shoulders and black flats, your brother throwing on a black dress shirt and some pants, some shiny combat boots and his hair combed out and fluffy, thanks to your help.

You wore some clip on earrings and wore a afro with a side part, your moms hair in a pixie cut, a yellow and white polka dot dress and some white wedges, a nice necklace while your dad wore whatever, black pants and a white shirt with some classy church shoes.

“I cant believe that dads actually doin this to us” cloud sighs as your cleaning his eyebrows with some homeade wax that isnt a thing yet. “Ow!” “Im sorry cloud but your gonna have to work with me here!” “You know this isnt very manly like, shouldnt i have bushy eyebrows” “if you want a craked whore knocking at our door”

“Come on kids! Steak is ready” your mom yelled. You look at his eyebrows and smile, planting a kiss on his forehead “love ya” “i know” you let out a pshh and let him get up, pushing his head to the side.

You and your family rode in silence, the steak on your lap as you went over the bumbs of the road, you silently started to laugh as everyones body just jumped from the large bumb.

As your dad pulled up you seen a whole lot of white people “thats a whole lot a white people dad, you sure about this?” Cloud asks as he looks out the window.

“Calm down, lets go” he unbuckles himself as everyone follows, you hesitant to get out until cloud looks at you and gives a smile “your good alright? We are people and living, lets go” you gave him a weak smile as he took the steak off of your lap and you went out of the car and outside.

You walked inside right next to cloudy and your mom, everyone standing tall exept you and cloudy, he is about a few inches taller then you so he reaches down and whispers in your ear “ive never been around so much white people before” as you walk up to the preacher.

“Stand tall boy!” You mom whisper yells, making cloud stand taller. As you get to the end your father as the man of the house talks.

“Hey” he gives a smile. “This is awkward” you whisper. “Hi, uh- is that for me?” The preacher asks, pointing at the steak in cloudys hands. “Yeah, come here” cloudy walks up to his father as he sticks out the baking dish and your father presses his hand on cloudys shoulder.

Arvin and lenora look over at the unfamiliar family that stepped inside. “Is that-“ “y/n?” Arvin finishes the sentence. “Yes it is- she looks beautiful” lenora complements as tom didnt even notice your dress, just your face. It was beautiful already, the nice complexion shinning as the black dress shows more of your shinning skin, your shoulders and collar bones shiny as hell and your dangle purple clipped earring also popped out.

“Yeah she is...”

“Is that a nigger?” “Why are they here?” A whole lot of whispers went around that you and your family didnt even know about, they were just suprised they never seen your fathers beautiful daughter, or even well dressed son in church before.

“They arent supposed to be here!” A random said, coming up about to do something until the preacher pointed a finger at him, preston pointing a finger at him.

“In god eyes we are all the same, we commit no sin or shame in gods domain” he corrected him, he stood there shocked but only rolled his eyes walking back to his precious wife and children.

“You never told me how beautiful she was, arvin” his grandma giggled. “Yeah...” he whispers back.

You sat with arvin because no one else really wanted to, he sat in the corner and his grandma sat beside him with lenora right next to you, then cloudy, your mother, and of course your father.

“Do people really believe in this shit?” You whisper to cloudy as he whispers back. “Dont cuss in his house y/n, he’s watching you- but i kinda do” you all jumped as preston said “DELUSIONS”. “Yeah i better start beliven, i think that was a warning” you whisper back, and suddenly you have a hand ontop of yours grabbing it softly, asking for attention you look over and see lenora with a smug smile on her face.

“Hey i just wanted to thank you for everything- god does help us a lot dont he?” She asks shyly, you give her a smile as you lie with a ‘yes’ but then you turn back to cloudy “bullshit” he silently giggles not causing any noise as he continued to pay attention.

You all stood clumped up, your Claustrophobia was reeking in your skin, but arvin was next to you this time, he whispered in your ear. “You up for a date?” “my dad will kill me, i said” he bit his lip and made a bold move of holding you hand only to let it go. “Why is it sweaty?” He asks.

“Claustrophobia” you answer quickly, he simply holds it again and both of your eyes stuck on preston.

After preston made the embarrassing move, your hand tightened around his noticing his mad state. You rub your thumb across his knuckles, arvin relaxing a bit as he gives a squeeze back indicating thats hes fine.

You walked out with cloudy and sighed. “Thats embarrassing” cloudy commented, you told him to shut up and mind his business.

You sat on your bed and sighed kicking off your flats and looking at the ceiling as cloudy entered. “Everything good?” “I feel bad, he didnt call him out but he called him out ya know?” You said as you layed down still looking at the cieling.

“It was arvin?” “Yeah” he sits on the corner of your bed and sighs, also kicking off his shoes. “So do you like the guy or what?” “He wants to take me on a date, i dont know yet” “but you held is hand!” He whisper yelled.

You groaned as you threw your head back on the pillow, repeatedly. “You dont think i know that?- mind your business!” You said to him. “You aleady know i do not do that” you bit your lip and smacked clouds arm.

“Goodnight” you simply say. “Arent you gonna change first?” “Goodnight” cloud smiles as he stands up to grab his shoes and when he was at the door he turned back to you “love you y/n”. You gasped as you looked at him “NO FUCKIN WAY!” He only laughed as he finally left.

Taggie @electricityholland @jeyramarie