#im not a fan of the word bitch. like at best you sound like a pre-pubescent boy at worst you sound like you hate women | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

die-pink-maus · 9 months

Text

A Weekend in Vienna 🇦🇹

While vacationing in Germany, Chantelle’s (OC) best friend, Adrian (also an OC), books an impromptu trip to Vienna to visit extended family. Chantelle decides to join her for the last few days of her trip, where she meets an interesting friend of Adrian’s family who offers to show the two around the city for the weekend🤭

TW: Pretty much none, not for this chapter anyway, but things will get 🌶️spicy🌶️ in the next parts. Also there is an age gap between OC and König, she is 25 and he is about 36-37.

CW: FemOCs, female pronouns used, while both characters are technically OCs please feel free to imagine them however you’d like, ultimately the main character is the reader, I just didn’t want to use “Y/N” so I gave them names 🙈

Word Count: 1,516

*DISCLAIMER*

This is my first time EVER writing any kind of fan fiction so please go easy on me 😭 if you like where things are going, likes and reblogs would be greatly appreciated! If you’d like to see anything in particular in the next part or part(s), I’d love to hear it!

This version of König is based on the above interpretation drawn by @lettaniko (I hope you don’t mind me using it! I absolutely love this drawing it’s perfect! 🫶🏼)

I like a nice build up to the smut so if you like to get right into it this is probably not going to be for you…but if you can wait I it out I promise it’ll be worth it 😂

Enjoy! 💋

7:30am. There’s approximately 30 minutes before my train departs for Vienna, and I still haven’t reached the train station yet. I scrambled as I dashed out of my hotel room, hoping I’d left the place in a somewhat decent state and I hadn’t forgotten anything valuable as got into the elevator. I’ve been exploring Munich for the past two weeks and I’ve been having the absolute time of my life. Although traveling alone can be quite scary, oddly enough, I’ve never felt more at home. Munich is such a vibrant city, filled with all kinds of exciting things to do and I’ve met so many incredible people, it’s definitely been the experience of a lifetime. To say that I am not looking forward to going back home to Vancouver would be an understatement, but all good things must come to an end. I’d spent about a year and a half learning to speak German, and promised myself that I would plan a trip in celebration of achieving fluency, so here I am! Now, Vienna wasn’t initially on my list of places to visit when I decided to come to Germany, but my best friend, Adrian, ended up booking a spur of the moment flight last week to visit extended family in Austria and suggested I come hangout with her during the last few days of my trip. Seeing as its only a 3-4hr train ride from Munich, I figured why the hell not! I’ve heard Vienna is beautiful, and Im at all not opposed to exploring another city.

Upon arrival at the train station in Vienna I was greeted by Arian, excitedly jumping up and down while holding up a large white sign that read “Willkommen in Wien, Schlampe!” I rolled my eyes and shook my head, laughing as I got off the train and ran over to her, tackling her in a tight embrace as she laughed hysterically. “Did you have to let the whole station know that I’m a bitch or…?”

“Honestly, they should’ve known the moment they saw you.” She said jokingly. “How was the ride over?” She asked.

“Amazing, I haven’t slept that well in years. It also didn’t feel like a 4 hour train ride.”

“Trains in out here are quite quick so I wouldn’t be surprised if it somehow took less time. They definitely shit on the ones we have back home.”

“Oh for sure.” I agreed as we began walking over to the car.

“So a family friend of ours just came back from a mission in the states, he’s in the military bee tee dubs —“

“Yeah kinda pieced that together when you said ‘mission’.” I chuckled.

“I don’t drive out here so he’s gonna give us a ride back to my aunts, cool?”

“Sounds good.”

“He’s also a lot more familiar with Vienna than I am, so he offered to show us around a bit later on this evening.” Aw how nice of him. Knowing Adrian, the first place she’ll want to be taken to is the nearest bar, that girl can drink! If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my time in Germany, and my 10 years of friendship with Adrian, it’s that Europeans love their liquor. There are people from all parts of Europe in Germany and that’s one thing that remains quite consistent across the board. I also love my liquor, which is probably why I ended up fitting in so well.

We finally arrived at the car and opened the trunk to begin loading all of my luggage inside. I’d brought a small carryon suitcase, a duffle bag, as well as a large suitcase that was full of clothes I’d over packed from home, and a bunch of other clothes and souvenirs I’d bought in Munich. “Okay this one’s gonna be a tad heavy.” I warned as Adrian grabbed hold of the handle on the top. I reached forward to try to help her lift, but neither of us could manage the weight. “I got it.” His voice was low, but gentle. He had an accent, but it wasn’t overwhelming or harsh, nor did it make anything he said hard to understand. I wasn’t expecting to see the person I saw when I’d finally caught a glimpse of him…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man like this in my entire life. Adrian and I stepped back as he grabbed hold of the suitcase, lifting it with absolute ease, as if it were light as a feather. His arm muscles bulged within the confines of his olive green long sleeved shirt as he tossed the suitcase inside the trunk. My heart began to race, It felt as if I was watching him move in slow motion. “Easy peasy.” He smirked as he turned around and looked down at me, his dazzling dark blue eyes awash with amusement at Adrian and I’s prior struggle. Jesus Christ…This man is an absolute unit. He’s gotta be at least 6 foot 7, if not taller. He’s incredibly easy on the eyes in a rough and rugged kinda way — a nice low trimmed beard, medium length dark brown hair, and a smile that is captivatingly dangerous to say the least. His presence alone exudes a confidence that causes me to grow weak in the knees. “I’m König,” he smiled knowingly as he stretched his hand out towards me. I know I’m definitely not the first woman to look at him the way I am. Even though I’m trying to keep my composure, it’s very clear that he can see right through it. “And you must be Chantelle?” He asked, eyes slowly roaming about my frame from head to toe. He bites his lip slightly as they return to my gaze, suggesting so much without saying any words at all. “I — yes.” I blushed, sheepishly brushing my hair behind my ear as I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” He said. “Oh yeah, König Chantelle, Chantelle König.” Adrian yelled from the backseat. He laughed and shook his head as he closed the trunk.

We arrived at Adrian’s aunts house about 45 minutes later. König helped us load all of my things into the foyer before letting us know he’d be coming back in a few hours to take us out to this bar that he and a few of his buddies on his task force frequent whenever they’re home. I’ve been thinking about him ever since he left — those mysterious blue eyes, the way he slightly bites his lower lip just before laughing at something ridiculous Adrian has said, the way his arm muscles swell beneath his shirt with the slightest movement…God, he’s sexy. I could think of a million different ways I’d want him to ruin me. The thought alone of being trapped beneath his large brawny frame writhing in pleasure as he thrusts into me over and over has me clenching around nothing. Though I’m not usually one for a one time fling, I have a feeling he’d be able to convince me. “So, you wanna tell me what all of that was about?” Adrian asked as she helped me settle into the guest room. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Since when are you a shy girl?” She giggled. Sigh. I figured she was referencing my unusual silence during the car ride over here. “He’s hot as fuck but I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“Ugh!” I groaned as I covered my face with a pillow. She’s right. I’m not very easily intimidated. I’m quite the confident woman and I ensure everyone in the room knows it, but this was different. Almost as if our energies were fighting for dominance, and mine didn’t stand a chance. “Hey if it’s any consolation, my jaw dropped the first time I saw him without his mask too.” Mask?

“Mask?” I asked.

“Yes…the last time I was here he was on base training recruits, so I’d see him often in full tactical gear. He’s a snipper, so he wears a mask to hide his face in the field. I mean, that was hot too, but in a Ghostface kinda way”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the comparison, but I was curious to see what his entire ensemble looked like. “How old is he?” I asked.

“I think he’s in his mid to late 30s? I’m honestly not too sure, and it doesn’t matter to me either way.” She winked. “I was sensing some unspoken vibes between the two of you in the car though. Don’t think I didn’t see both of you stealing glances at each other every now and then.” She smirked.

“Stop,” I scoffed. “A man like that is definitely not single, and even if he is…I don’t know” I blushed. “I didn’t see him looking at me..”

“K well I see everything, he definitely likes what he sees, and clearly the feeling is mutual on your end as well. Looks like tonight will be interesting.”

“Nothing’s gonna happen, Adrian.” I laughed as I rolled my eyes. Nothing’s gonna happen…right?

PART II 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART II

PART III 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART III

168 notes · View notes

nmakii · 2 months

Text

ALL BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY?

— watching your life falling into catastrophe before your eyes. all because of a boy, because of oikawa tooru.

— fem!reader, oikawa lowk just plot device, vent draft 🤨, its me im reader, nonfiction 🤣, reader highk whipped

a/n: dawg… just had liek the WORST day at school tfff my whole lunch table dropped me can’t believe i wasted ingredients on a bitch that cant even return my chinese textbook 😒

oikawa tooru has a lot of fans. even that might be an understatement. but, it’s true nonetheless. even you’ve fallen for that cheeky loser’s spell.

in your defense, there are many things to love about him; how funny he is, how much he cares, how devoted he is, not to even mention his looks.

so, yes, you may have fallen for him. a lot of girls have.

“but it’s different this time. we have the chemistry. if he wasn’t so busy with training, if i’d be able to run into him again and hang out with him, then i’m sure he’d feel the same way.” you tell your friends over lunch. one of them scoffs. “suuuure, keep telling yourself that. i watched that latest game he played in, there were at least 10 other girls who were thinking the same thing.”

“you don’t get it, you just don’t get it! we have so many mutual friends, it’s almost as if we were meant to meet, y’know?” you explain, sounding almost desperate as your heart stirs thinking about him.

and, among the many exploits you did to impress him, you started doing volleyball. “s/o-chann! what are you doing here?” oikawa walks over to you, new kneepads in hand. “oh— hey! just buying some things.” you explain to him, handing the cashier some money as they wrap up your new volleyball. “what about you?”

“ahh, just getting some new gear since mine is getting pretty old… i never knew you did volleyball!” he notices things quickly. “well, yeah… i just have a lot on my plate, so i don’t do it as often anymore.” you tell him. “really noww? well, we should play together, okay?” he offers, a competitive edge in his voice.

oh my god. this is your chance to hang out with him. sure, this was what you were hoping for, but not right now… what if you fail to serve so miserably that he ends up laughing at you? but, again, it’s hanging out with him!

“sure! i’m down to play!” you quickly recover from your anxious thoughts. “erm— while we’re both here, you wanna hang out for a while?” you ask, words falling out of your lips without your own accord. “aww, no can dooo… i’m here with iwa-chan, and he’s gonna get mad at me if i bring a girl back with meee…” he pouts. “next time though! i won’t go easy on you!” he laughs before waving you goodbye.

next time.

that meant he wanted to see you. right?

“ughhh, enough about oikawaaaaa… he’s not even that cute, you’re far too good for him.” your friend frowns. you do talk about him too much, but what’s there not to love? all that could spill from your mouth were words of love for him. she was probably sick of it, your whole class was probably sick of it. so many people knew of your crush on him, it wouldn’t be a surprise if he knew and decided to just ignore it.

you couldn’t help it, you just loved him so much.

but, nothing ever came out of it.

he continued with his life, and you moved on with your’s.

soon enough, all the love in your heart for him was drained from his lack of reciprocation. you couldn’t blame him, he has so many fans, it wouldn’t be fair to pay attention to just one.

but still, even if he never got to be your boyfriend, you still got a best friend.

“agh!! s/o-chan, don’t, i look ugly right nowww!” oikawa whines as he runs away from your phone camera, nimbly maneuvering himself through the convenience store’s thin aisles. “come back ‘kawa!” you catch up to him, pulling on his arm so he couldn’t run away and snapping a blurry photo of his face.

“noo, s/o-chan, don’t post it!!” oikawa shakes his head in distress, trying to grab your phone. “too late!” you laugh, hitting post on your new story, oikawa tagged. oikawa falls on top of your body, trying to grab your phone. “delete!” he demands, trying to reach for the phone you held up in the air while keeping you stuck on the ground.

you laugh at his feeble attempts, politely waving hello to one of your classmates walking into the store. “get up!! you’re so embarrassing, ‘kawa!” you try to push him off.

it was a good day, a really good day.

even without that romantic chemistry, there was definitely something between you two. and, everyone could feel it; the way conversation just flowed so naturally between you two when you were simply being yourselves, it was like breathing after drowning for so long.

it was like laughing for the first time. you’ve never gasped for air so much as you did when you were with him.

just friends now, nothing more. and, that’s okay.

the next day, you’d walked into school, still happy from the fun you had after school yesterday. when you overheard someone’s conversation.

‘you know, s/o from class 3-3 is lowkey… so loud. all she talks about is boys. it’s like she thinks she’s someone special.’ you hear someone snicker.

‘her hair is so bad… it’s like… why would she go out looking like that?’ you hear from the long haired brunette in front of you, turning her head to look at you not so subtly.

‘she thinks she’s so funny… she needs to learn when to shut up…’

where did all this come from?

you frown as you try to get along with your day. it’s still alright though, even if most of the school population is against you, you still have your friends.

“s/o, we took a vote and most of us don’t want to eat lunch with you anymore.” your friend tells you, if you can still even call her your friend. the shock can barely even register before you nod. “oh. alright then.” you take your things to eat on one of the benches at school.

“ah! s/o-chan, what are you doing hereee?” oikawa sees you, staring daggers into the gardens. “huh? oh, i…it’s nothing…” you mumble. “don’t you have your own lunch table? why’re you here all aloneeee?” he asks.

and that’s when it finally sank in.

“i just wanted a change of scenery today, i’m okay.” you assure him, using all your willpower to hide the tears that threaten to fall out. oikawa frowns, feeling as if there’s something else, but decides not to pursue it. “hmm, okayyyy… well, if that’s all, i guess there’s no problem. i’m gonna go eat now then!” oikawa waves goodbye, on his way to iwaizumi’s table.

and when he’s finally gone, is when you finally let all the tears fall. this is such a stupid thing to cry about… being kicked out of a lunch table? there are so many other problems you could cry about…

you go to the bathroom to splash some water on your face, eyes all puffy from crying. when you get back to your classroom, you see two of your friends, or… ex-friends. it’s just for a split second, but they run out the other side of the classroom, trying to avoid you.

what was all this even for? because of being friends with a boy you liked? you never even dated, so what harm was done?

you’re so many things; smart, athletic, quite awfully pretty as well. you have your own interests, hobbies, and likes. why do you have to be reduced to liking oikawa? sure, you did talk about him an awful lot, but never recently.

“why did everything go wrong?

all because i liked a boy?”

#haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyu angst #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #hq oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa fluff #oikawa x y/n #oikawa torū #oikawa toru #toru oikawa x reader #tooru oikawa x reader

63 notes · View notes

lizzieislife94x · 9 months

Text

PhotoShoot (e.o)

Lizzie x Fem Reader

GirlxGirl

Y/ns POV:

Im suddenly woken by my phone ringing loudly I reach over and grab it looking at the screen with one eye open as I let out a groan why is my boss calling at 6:45am "hey Susan what's up is everything ok" I mumble half asleep "yeah just making sure your awake you have Elizabeth olsen for today's photoshoot" I open my eyes as I remember my client is Elizabeth olsen I've been looking forward to today for 3 months she's the most stunning human I've ever laid my eyes on "yeah I know Susan but the shoot is at 12 and your calling me at 6:45am I'll be there don't worry and also don't call back I'm going back to sleep ill text you when I'm awake" I say blatantly as I hang up, that might have sounded rude and some might be like why would you speak to your boss like that well she's also my bestfriend and has been for the last 12 years we met when we where 14 and have been best friends since.

I yawn and stretch with a smile on my face as I sit up to start my day I quickly check the time and see its 10am plenty of time to shower ready before heading to the studio, I walk into the bathroom and turn on thes hower I quickly brush my teeth as I'm waiting for the water to heat up after a few mins I climb in and get washed head to toe and wash my hair once I'm done I head to my bedroom and grab my outfit for today tight ripped jeans white tee and a flannel, I quickly get dressed and head downstairs for a coffee and decide to text Susan to let her know i won't be late or she'll be freaking out

Me: Hey I'm up and ready just having a coffee then I'm heading to the studio I'm sure I'll see you at some point today 😂

The bitch: Thought I was gonna have to call josh in to cover for you asshole 😒

Me: BITCH I swear to god you dare try and take the opportunity to photograph THE Elizabeth olsen away from me I will make it my mission to make you miserable day in day out 😈

I giggle as I finish my coffee and slide my phone into my pocket I rinse my coffee mug and head to the car and start my drive to the studio the drive was fairly quick I arrive at 11:45 perfect timing as I walk into the office I feel my nerves pick up as I see the blonde standing talking to Susan I can tell right away it's Elizabeth I walk closer as I make eye contact with Susan and she smirks making Elizabeth turn "lizzie this is one of our best photographers y/n l/n and y/n this is Elizabeth " I smile and stretch out my hand "Elizabeth it's a pleasure to meet you I'm a huge fan" she smiles as her hand lingers in my "nice to meet you y/n I've heard great things" I can't help but get lost in her eyes as I freak out inside.

"Just a few more shots lizzie and we can take a break you're doing amazing, the camera loves you" I smirk as I get her to pose how I want after 10 minutes we take a break and I'm pretty sure lizzie has been flirting with me for the last 3 hours "so y/n what are you plans for the weekend, do you have a boyfriend " she asks casually as I chock on my water "men aren't really my thing but no I don't have anyone at home waiting for me" I sigh as she gets closer "that's a shame you're beautiful and anyone would be lucky to have you come home to them" I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out next thing I know her lips are pressed against mine in a rough kiss I instantly return the kiss as she deepens it once we break for air I'm still lost for words making her giggle "you're such a great kisser" I blush making her giggle more "no thats you" I say shyly as she climbs onto my lap and kisses me again I let my hands roam her body as they find a place on her ass I feel her moan into my mouth and smirk "should we do this isn't it a bit soon" I breath out as she looks into my eyes "definitely not to soon plus I plan on seeing you again y/n" I bite my lip and nod as we start to remove our clothes once we're fully naked I lay her down and start to kiss my way down her body letting my mouth wrap around her hard nipple earning a loud moan she roughly grips my hair as I run my hand down her body between her legs "someone's soaking such a naughty girl" I tease looking up at her "shut up don't tease me just do something about it" I lick my lips and nod as I run my fingers through her wet folds groaning at how wet she is "please y/n" she begs turning me on more a slip 2 digits into her dripping cunt earning a surprised gasp "so warm and tight" I say as I kiss her jaw thrusting my fingers nice and slow "you better hurry someone could walk in at any moment " making me realise we where in my work place I thrust my fingers faster as I kiss her making her moan into my mouth I curl my fingers as I hit her gspot with every thrust "I'm I'm gonna fuck y/n" before I know it she's cumming all over my fingers I slow my thrusts letting her ride out her orgasm "mhhh such a good girl" I smirk as I slide my fingers out and suck them never breaking eye contact "that was amazing" she pants as I lean down and place a kiss on her cheek, "get ready quickly incase someone comes in" I say with a giggle as we both get ready, we continue the rest of the shoot getting to know one and other before I know it the shoot is done "give me your phone" she says with a flirty smile I grab my phone and hand it to her "here put your number in mine" she says handing me her phone I quickly put my number in and hand the phone back as she hands mine back "I'll text you later and we can hang out soon" she says as she leans in to kiss me quickly I kiss her back as I bite her lip gently before we part ways, this is not how I pictured the shoot going but fuck I'm glad it did this woman has me under her thumb.

I spent the rest of the day walking around with a huge smile on my face and susan following me around like a puppy trying to figure out why ive been smiling so much its rather funny.

AN: i don't know what this is I know its not great but I needed to post something to keep the book up-to-date but this is terrible I will post a part 2 of this and make it so much better haha but if you have any requests please message me ill do them right away I've had no decent ideas to post so yall get this deal with it haha word count 1.3k

110 notes · View notes

okaystoptellingmetomakeanaccount · 6 months

Text

Facciotto drawing is a 4-parter world of ice !!!!!

Okay so basically what we can take from this is: we will get more of Magica doing cool shit with the ocean. Volcanic witches will return. The chapter title makes it sound like Magica’s last name is Oceanica lol.

A world of ice reminds me of that Casty story l’impero sottozero. But that was more science fiction and politics this is gonna be cool magic things there gonna be magic ice in a world of ice in a ice ice magic ice

If every chapter is gonna be 30 pages that means more than 120 pages again which will slap (ITS THE YEAR OF LONG ENNA STORIES EVERYONE YIPPEE)

So like theyre going hard on this whole Magica + water stuff. Which i really like. I like water. I love it so much, i quite literally drink it every day. Even, the country in which i live is under the sea level. And ill tell you, i am largely MADE of water. If that aint enough prove that im a water fan…

Tbh my dream disney comic series was Magica going on her own adventures in the magic realm on a journey or something and then have the format be like PK and now that Seven witches is getting a sequel, its looking like this whole Magica fucking around with no numero uno in sight might just become a regular series. Like this is pretty much becoming my dream comic at this point.

Okay so lets do a bit of speculating on the plot. Ill say that something that happened in seven witches somehow unleashed a curse on the magic realm that has now gone into an ice age. Or maybe they will cause the curse in the first chapter. Actually the chapter title makes that seem more likely. That bitch from last time comes back to start some beef and they fight and shit and then somehow oh oh really cold water gets everywhere. Then Magica journeys through the ice world to solve it and things. Come back in 5 weeks to see that i got everything wrong. I kinda hope that actually what i just made up sounds really lame

But why would she go up against the volcanic witches? She made peace with 6 of em last time theyre best buds now. Magica does some really bad stuff maybe? She goes into dark forbidden magic territory? But that seems unlikely and out of character for what Enna has been writing. The other witches get hypnotized or something? OR MAYBE THE TITLE IS A FAKEOUT. I GOT YOU ENNA. The story starts off with them battling but its a friendly competition and then the story goes somewhere else!

Anyways i reaaaaallly want to know what theyve been cooking and no idea how its gonna go but i know its gonna be amazing because long story + Bruno Enna + Magica = at the very very least gonna be a ton of fun.

Sorry for the ramblings but i could not not ramble about this i mean its Magica and (then the writer proceeded to type out ten paragraphs of confused rambling text where they used the words magica and enna around 3041 times)

#magica de spell #disney comics #ducktales #duck comics #i will spam disney comics tags because i am so excited you have no idea #i am scared of what people on papersera will say though #but i believe in the enna #enna has never dissapointed me #and i forget whenever he has #bruno enna #my beloved #giuseppe facciotto #who i also like

8 notes · View notes

bandsanitizer · 19 days

Text

I listened to zayn’s album ROOM UNDER THE STAIRS (finally lol) and have a list of notes on my reactions to the listening process. overall? probably my favorite album by him. I love this sound from him, it’s definitely different than his previously releases and I think it touches possibly on genre in a way that he needed the time to reach and I love that for him. absolutely no skips for me and every track just kind of kept getting better. thank you @calumthoodshands for encouraging me to listen

false starts & shoot at will are probably my favorite tracks. overall give this album a 9/10? could maybe 9.5-10/10 but i haven’t looked at the lyrics (nor did I really analyze them in the listening process)

i’m too lazy to make sentences so pls have my notes as I was listening to the album, below

DREAMIN

drums drums drums

piano & the bridge!!

that high note?!? ad libs!

WHAT I AM

he sings like he has a mustache

the bridge agaaaain

oh that change in tone for the last chorus

GRATEFUL

layered vocals at the beginning of the chorus

the oooos

ohhhh that guitar. a very nice contrast

obsessed with the guitar actually

ALIENATED

acoustic guitar my beloved

clapping?? my beloved

the way he sings “disconnect”

falsetto!!

it’s giving first dance type of track

a xylophone!!!!??!!!!!!!!

MY WOMAN

the opening like damn you know this dude used to be in one direction lol

that low note!!!!!!!!

zayn and luke would collab so well me thinks

i’m a very big fan of the drums on this album

HOW IT FEELS

ok right of the bat this might be a favorite

the guitar

the color and sound to his voice

the way he sings words >>>>>>

STARDUST

oh I fr need a zayn and luke collab

this chorus is so pretty

vibraphone??!!!!

this might be my favorite instead

the electric guitar coming in!!

the chorus!!!!!!!! the chorus!!!!

GATES OF HELL

this guitar. not really a sound I expected

oh the kick layered here >>>>

BIRDS ON A CLOUD

yeah the drums on this albums are !!!!

fucking love the sound of real drums

the melodic part of the guitar

the filter!!!!!!!!!!

CONCRETE KISSES

“all I wanted was a cup of coffee” felt that

this guitar!!!! love this sound

percussion is *chef’s kiss* vibraphone!

very big fan of how well the sonic of the album and album cover art go together

the transition into the bridge unmatched

FALSE STARTS

oh jk about all the rest this track is >>>>>>

holy fuck favorite automatically

like one second in I know I love it

and then it just keeps getting better

this guitar sound

this vocal sound

THE DRUMS!!!!

OMG WHAT THE SHIT

IM GONNA CRY ITS SO GOOD

LIKE TEARING UP ITS SO GOOD

bye this is the best song ever

no one is doing it like zayn

ohhhh the way it opens up at the beginning of the last chorus like smoking hitting the floor and spreading???!?!!!

THE TIME

guitar tone is very very nice

the rasp in the vocals

the instrumental for the chorus is superior

THE HIGH NOTE

zayn knows how to make an album seriously

and his bridges are!!!!!!!

SOMETHING IN THE WATER

love me a scratchy guitar sound

“atmosphere” WHAT THE FUCK

wait what the fuck is that drop & filter for water

the way zayn sings words

idk what the fuck that noise is after the chorus but I love it

SHOOT AT WILL

guitar like BEEN A LOT OF PLACES

im kidding

mostly

WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE

“history pulling me back”

BITCH THE GUITAR SOUND IS TOTALLY INTENTIONAL FOR THIS ONE

emotionally attached to this song can’t explain it fully

FUCHSIA SEA

the intro of all intros

this song has such a fitting title and that’s all I can say

vibraphone again?

this song feels quintessentially zayn

#zayn #alison speaks?#aria this is for you

2 notes · View notes

sillyravez · 2 months

Text

Can't stop thinking about my 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮... I wanna kiss him so bad his lips looks so kissable his face looks so soft his hair looks so long and beautiful his sense of fashion id incredible his voice is so attractive the way he holds his weapon is extremely sexy and his treatment towards the youth and his dogs is so usgehdgrve ebdebbehe auhhhhhggghhh hes absolutely perfect ugyttghhh...... His cake arm and his his cool awesome cool eye just adds to his beauty hes so unique i love him I'm so glad devsis created him I am forever grateful idk how 2021 me left him for hank j wimbleton hes so pretty handsome beautiful hot attractive in so many ways that I think half of the words I'm thinking of to describe him hasn't even existed yet idk what im yapping about but like hes so ajevdbfhfbeb ehevhew ehehebwhwjwhwbw edhjreke I could never forgive myself each time I accidentally mischaracterize him whenever I'm thinking of him or writing a fanfic about him again dhbrhrje hes absolutely perfect hes perfect with anyone licorice parfait clover definitely not affogato because i haye that guy and red velvet wouldn't like that guy kiwi cookie just particularly anyone but pastey and affogato I hate affogato i hope he fucking dies and for pastry she's a woman lover he gives me gender enby or something i forgot what's it called but he definitely changed me i love him so MUCH i wish I was him bc I would have bragged for being him because like devsis literally confirmed that he's the most handsome in the tower because he literally is hes so sjdbeb AURGGHSVR his shoulder touching mine would DEFINITELY fix me mane im so glad he's not real because if he was I'd have to fight the other two red velvet cookie fans over him but if he was im pulling a martyr idk if I used that word right but I'd do anything for thisvguy ok im lagging while typing this howbdo fanfic writers in tumblr write anyway hes so perfect hes flawless woof woof his personality is just my type hes so caring gentle dad the way he sounded when he was trying to stop pome and lico from fighting again is so funny and heartwarming hes so cute cute his existence is literally the best in the cookie run universe like how did the team think of something so perfect that it's literally like impossible you know they literally created something so flawless perfect majestic beautiful that makes u question your gender sexuality or just basically everything aboit you hes the reason why I'm still living and not depressed like i used to be before i cope by Red Velvet Cookieng i love him so much i can't put it into words he's so proud and confident about his babies i feel like he'd be a very supportive dad no matter who you are or how you treat him he'll still treat you like his own child gently and carefully he'd be the best dad i mean look look hes literally taking care of hundreds, thousands, or more cake creatures preparing for war while making more of them can anyone else do that NO hes the literal definition of peak me and the other two Red Velvet Cookie enthusiasts know him better than others do who only sexualizes him like i get it hes hot but hes so muvh more than that hes not just a sexy "twink" no HES NOT A FUCKING TWINK YOU FAKE ASS BITCHES DEVSIS TWINKIFIED HIM HES EVERYTHING BUT A TWINK HE'S NOT A TWINK I HATE PEOPLE WHO CALL HIM THAT WHETHER THEYRE BEING SATIRE OR NOT I HATE IT NO HES NOT A HIMBO EITHER STOP CALLIJG THE COOKIE RUN CHARACTERS HIMBOS BIMBOS OR WHATEVER INSULT NONE OF THEM ARE i feel like he'd understand me more than my family does well they can be fucking assholes sometimes and Red Velvet Cookie never once acted like an asshole hes so considerate and genuine ok that's it bye bye!!! I love this guy and I'm him btw i love drawing this guy hes my comfort i wish devsis finally releases his magic candy

#red velvet cookie #cookie run #rant post #crk

3 notes · View notes

toxycodone · 2 months

Note

My favorite Weezer album (also objectively the worst, DO NOT FUCKING LISTEN TO IT PLEASE /srs I will bite you with malicious intent) is the Pinkerton Album, it's misogynistic and pathetic and fetishistic, rivers cuomo made the rawest sounding incel music ever. The whole album is just rivers screaming and pouting about how horrible his life is because women don't love him, my favorite song by the foxing is also rory if that makes it any worse for you LMFAO

my top 3 Pinkerton songs are "I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams", "Butterfly - Alternate Take", and a tie between "El Scorcho" and "Pink Triangle" because pink triangle is so funny to me, rivers is complaining about the girl he liked being a lesbian, get cucked loser. If u decide to listen to the album, only listen to IJTOTLOMD (acronym for the first song I mentioned, I'm not writing that shit out) and Pink Triangle, they are the least egregious out of the entire album, and IJTOTLOMD doesnt even have rivers singing ITS THE BEST SONG WITHOUT THE ACTUAL LEAD SINGER in it this shows you how bad Weezer is, I'm old Weezer's biggest fan and number one hater I will always make fun of weezer

ALSO OMG THANK U ?? u got me smiling and shit. lol I don't want to get into it but my last partner (online dating) pressured me into being xir dominant and guilt tripped me into doing sexual things for xem ... it just was a bad experience overall. And then bro had the gall to break up with me on my birthday after we were together for over a year and showed me xir new boyfriend the day after like...It was fucked. But I'm better now!! And Im not using the word loser in a demeaning way for myself, I'm like, Hmmm... I have that pathetic sopping wet dog rizz yk? Pathetic Loser ™ is my base state of being, my younger siblings bully me about it but its all in good fun I love them lol. (One of them admitted that I was actually cool so heeheehee)

But thank you I feel special, you have a grown man doing this -> ☺️👉🏼👈🏼 and kicking his feet and shit. I'll give you a little kiss on the cheek as a token of my thanks. Mwah 💋

- the same anon who is still scared of admitting who he is lol

okay you know those guys that like. Seethe because terrible men give bad bitches trust issues??? That’s me rn.

anon you have no fucking idea how mad this makes me 😭 like?? Be so so so fucking fr. YALL HAVE TO STOP FUMBLING BADDIES. GIVE THEM TO PEOPLE WHO DESERVE THEM (ME!!! I WILL CHERISH THEM!!!)

okay as someone who also got burned by online dating (long ass story. which I won’t tell unless asked). I’m genuinely so sorry that happened to you. People online can be such a fucking hit or miss (usually a miss). But your ex’s behavior makes me think your ex is jealous LOOOOL. No one flexes anything if they’re truly happy and content—trust.

I’m still doing this to your ex tho bc I’m petty.

AND YESSS YOU GET IT. Like. When I say loser I don’t mean that in a bad way. Like, more in a colloquial sense. Because really I like nerdy guys bc they’re people who are open and proud of their interests even tho they may seem weird. And they’re just honest about who they are and their abilities. It’s actually really brave. And I love that about them. So. Yeah.

ty for the cheek kiss tho hehe I am glad I was able to make u feel good.

#I’m over here mourning what could’ve been….WAAAAH #suck my ask

3 notes · View notes

cakejerry · 1 year

Note

I need to hear more on why you dropped BTS before

Ok. Tl;dr desperation for american validation beginning in 2017

Pretty normal scope of events actually.

1. Fucking hated spring day when it dropped, snoozer ballad, liked not today better. It doing so well on the charts only made me angrier. I had preordered both versions of the album and it turned out to only be a shitty repackage beating a dead horse (hyyh symbolism) into the ground. Stopped paying attention to their live shows as much but still kept up with the fandom.

2. Then boom they're being invited to billboard for a fake ass popularity stunt and everyone's acting like it's such a big deal. Bitch what the fuck is billboard? I genuinely dgaf. American validation desperation starts. I keep up with their releases even less. They're being cringe as fuck selling out to america and bringing in idiots to the fandom. I start hating the way namjoon is acting, as I look back on those days now he's trying WAY too hard with the aegyo and it's fucking annoying.

3. Bts outcast. I just... So cringe. So, so cringe. And everyone was acting so... Idk. People tweeting about jimin dying and laughing and making it blow up until there were actual billboard articles being written about it. Google it if you dont know what im talking about. Some of my tweets from the period:

4. Love yourself concept teasers drop. There's a bunch of random girls for no reason, giving all of them het plotlines in a story about friendship. Cringe. Someone tweets "dont sexualise their relationship with the girls don't disrespect them like that!" and someone replies "yoongis girl is going to eat his ass i can see it in her eyes" (very important to the narrative). I start feeling disconnected from jimin and start finding jungkook very attractive.

5. Dna teaser drops and im like ohhh this about to be good they're bringing retro back!! Turns out... They're going to be having the debut stage in america. I stay up with a friend all night watching it. Its exciting, but.... I don't care about america. I don't, i dont i dont. I truly dont. Oh yeah THE CHAINSMOKERS are on the album. I fucking hate collabs. I hate americans. But, whatever. The album is good. Like, really good. Serendipity is a jimin solo song, and I still love him despite my best interests. Best of me is good, pied paper is good, bojok is good, dna is GOOD... mic drop is fine, basic people are going to blow it up like they did with baepsae, but its okay. Im STANNING! But then the problems start arising.

6. Mic drop steve aoki. Need i say more. The lyrics... The sound... We get it, you're hardcore. You're embarrassed to promote colourful pop like dna. You're tough boys who misuse aave. Its so cringe. No one says anything about it. Great. The collab... WHO IS STEVE AOKI??? IDGAF!!!

6.5 deliberately leaving this one out just to check if anyone is still reading... The worst betrayal of my life *shiv gif*

7. And then... the american promotions. I stop paying attention completely. I start resenting everything. The way they look, the way they talk. Fans start making fun of a pic of jimin where it looks like he didnt cut his toenails. Rumors start circling that he got his chipped tooth fixed. I... Idk. It's the little things. I can't describe how awful the fandom space was, you just had to be there. The american influx was awful. Burn the stage drops. Another cash grab. People make fun of jungkook being sick. The love yourself concept feels hollow. I go back to wings and realize we have lost the plot.. hoseok is singing about his real life mother and people are creating theories about how it all relates back to the hyyh storyline. Jungkook is singing about how much he loves his hyungs and he didn't even write the words; rap monster did. I hate rap monster. Rap monster changes his name to RM- its less cringe to the americans that way. They change their logo- its minimalist now, to appeal to the americans. They're not the bulletproof boyscouts anymore. They're beyond the scene. Its hybe, not bighit. They're embarrased. They're changing themselves. They write all of their songs. (They really dont.) No but they do! We have to chart. (Inflate those numbers guys!) They're the only kpop group worthy of success. They paved the way! They write their own songs. We can tell! (Stream stream stream). Im completely removed. I only hear about them through 3rd hand sources. Bt21... Merch... Money.. sell... Buy... Book, movie, another repackage album, another movie, a game, another game, buy, sell, money.... I see the video of jimins voice breaking in fake love-- I laugh. Oh they made him show his abs for that comeback... Great. We only love him for his body, anyways. Oh, they're collabing with some random white bitch.... Okay.... Its called boy with luv?... But boy in luv will forever be MY baby. They're BIG now. People talk about them. They don't know them like I do. I don't know them like you do. Idol drops and I catch glimpses of it. Its.. too much. Its awful. Everyone calls it the worst song ever. Hearing snippets on the radio at the gym, im bound to agree. I hear nicki minaj's voice. Shout out to korea. Why is she here? What is going on. Why.. why are they doing this. This isnt bts. I hear dynamite on the radio in the grocery store- i only know its bts because of Jimin's disgusting awful dying cat voice. I post about it. Its funny. I love to hate. The song is shit. The song is being payolad onto the radio in my small ass country because bts fans are genuinely crazy. Steam. Inflate. Buy. Break records. Pave the way. NO multis, ONLY solo. Someone says borahae. I don't know what it means. A japanese group i like covers butter. I cant listen to more than 3 seconds of it- it sounds like shit. Its in english. Why is it all in english? The rhymes sound like a third grader wrote them. Is this what my.. my bts are releasing these days? Are they not embarrassed? They're decked out in gucci and lv.. it looks like shit. They look like shit. Theyre embarrassing themselves. Theyre everything they swore theyd never become. Theyre the people they made fun of. They neglect the korean audience. They stop promoting on music shows- its all special release this, single package that. But lets mass buy it. Lets show our love. Money. Money is love. Money will buy them leopard print and tacky sandals. Are they still the same bts i knew? No... No, they're not.

I remember a jhope fansite dying back in the day. I remember that I had never heard about her before, but I remember feeling devastated. I remember feeling connected to her. As I write this, I am praying that she is well. We all came together and shared our condolences. It wasn't an event- we didn't trend anything. But there was a feeling of remorse that day in the fandom. Of community. I remember huddling around the phone with my friend- I had just gotten a twitter notification from bts. They just finished a concert in their red bullet tour. They post a group photo. It gets 10k likes.

Now every time I listen to a bts song in public this flashes in my mind.

I hate bts.

4 notes · View notes

rocketandonuts · 1 year

Text

Trying to figure my characters out short fic:

“Just making sure” you asked the boy next to you, who’s currently tangling his arm around yours, resting his head on ur shoulder, “… you’re not making a move on me, are you?”

You guys were sitting on your bed. Before this moment, he was just comfortably curling up to you as he watches his little video on his phone. It was an animated video explaining smth biology, and you can tell that he was really trying to watch it by the way he kept rewinding repeatedly whenever smth came up that he didnt follow.

Now the video is paused. And he’s looking at you. His eyes. Widened. Whatever he was trying to consume probably all got thrown outta the window bc of your impromptu question. You feel a little bad.

Next moment, he let go of your arm.

“S-s-sorry! Am I too close? Am I gross??”

“No no it’s fine it’s fine! Im just asking!”

He hopped off your bed, panicked. You followed by, grabbed him, and sit him down back to your bed again.

“I’m just curious… cuz it always seem like you really like to touch me? A lot?” It’s hard to not make that sounds hella awkward. He gets what ur saying tho.

“I-I’m just a touch-starved dumb loser dude! I really like you you’re my friend and I thought you’re fine with it-“

��I Am fine with it!” You pull him into a hug to reassure. You really are fine with it. More than fine, actually. It’s kinda adorable. Like a puppy.

“Im not grossed out, alright? See? Not one bit. Was just wondering.”

“Heh… heheheh…” he laughed nervously. “Silly! Ofc i wouldn’t be making a movey move on you when- … you know! I-I told you about th-the-the guy from work-“

“Yeah yeah I know about that guy. Jules. That guy is srsly wayyy too old for you!”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Your lovely friend here kept developing fruitless crushes at his part time jobs. So far there’s been 2 straight guys, a lesbian, and now this “Fine gentlemen who shows up on Sunday mornings and one time accidentally spilled his coffee.”

“I know I know! I just think he’s kinda cute! I’m not making a move on anybody! You know I never had done that anyway!”

“But… Idk I just wonder...” if he likes you and likes to touch you, then what really makes it different? “Like, why aren’t you into me the same way? Am I not your type? Not into fat chicks?”

“Y-you’re my best friend, Ricky! And you’re great! You look good… okay fine! Since you wanna know so bad I’ll tell you!” He cracked, flustered.

“I-I probably did have a lil bit crush on you before! But it’s not like you’d actually like that…!”

“Huh.”

“And I wouldn’t wanna risk changing anything between us, okay?? I like being friends with you!”

“Aww hehehe” you went in for another tight hug “That’s so sweet of you, bud”

“… I really like being friends with you, Ricky.”

“Me too” your best friend is so warm. You decided to turn the fan on for both of you. “Tbh I wouldn’t be too mad if you like me that way. It’s just would be a shame that i don’t think I can reciprocate it.”

“Pffft yeah yeah you like being the charming asshole don’t you? You know you would be uncomfortable if I’m still harboring that type of feelings towards you!”

“Huh? Why would I be uncomfortable?”

“Cuz you’re not into me, obviously! Dumbass! You just said it yourself!”

It’s strange. There’s nothing “romantic” going on between you two, but you kinda get the feeling that he may be hurt a little by your wording earlier. The air is feeling kinda dense.

Even more strangely, you’re also feeling a little heartache.

“… But here’s a thing, man” you’re a bit bothered by this… idea. You don’t want anything between you two to change, either. But you’re willing to share a little bit more of yourself to heal this thing as for right now. “I think I could kiss you. Probably.”

“…W-W-WHA-!”

He’s once again trying to squirm his way out of your hold. You make sure he couldn’t.

“STOP PLAYING WITH ME YOU BITCH!!”

“I mean what I said! Geez chill! I think about kissing you sometimes jules what about it!!”

“But-but- … why…???”

“Idk. Why do you watch science videos when you often get outta them still totally confused and unsatisfied?”

“C-cuz I’m curious…?”

“There you go.”

You smile at him. His face is all flushed. You felt the air has shifted to another kind of denseness. The kind that you don’t really hate that much. The kind that somehow would put even more smiles on you when you’re already smiling. Maybe you are a little bit of an asshole indeed.

Not to mention the positions you’re currently taking. Thats pretty damn cliché.

“So do you… do you w-wanna… t-try it? … Now?” He said hesitantly, eyes closed, wrinkles between his eyebrows. This would be a hell of a time to pull a godawful prank, but you managed to hold it back.

“…Nah man, as much as it’s tempting. Hehehe~” instead you helped him sit up again. “I don’t have the heart to steal your first kiss out of pure curiosity. I know how much you’d value those junk.”

“… Ha. Haha.” He laughed nervously. Half-relieved, half-disappointed, but didn’t look too upset “Coward.”

“Ah Jules. My man my buddy. I hope one day you’ll get your first time with someone you have a hell ride of a romantic crush on with each other.”

“Hey let’s not get our hopes up…” this time, he took ur hand. “Hey wanna still try smth?”

“Hm?”

“Im curious too!” He said as he started to play with your hand. He made u do a finger gun gesture, with ur index & middle finger aligning together.

Then he pressed his lips on them horizontally, giving them a peck.

“Haha dude! what was that??”

“A simulation of kissing on the lips, obviously!”

“Couldn’t u just do that with ur own hand?”

“Then you wouldn’t be able to get a feel of my hot juicy mouth! …how did it feel?”

“Dry and scratchy.”

“Oh really? Oh now let me rate yours then you ass! Close your eyes!”

Sure. Why not. You closed your eyes and waited for his groundbreaking virtual reality romance simulation game.

And that son of a bitch pinched your mouth.

#2nd person is the easier to go it’s the homestuck in me #oh bro I went hog wild #I’m surprised tumble app didn’t crash when I keep going on an off for the past hours writing this long as oc fiction

1 note · View note

vermillionsails · 2 years

Text

Fountain Pen

This is a Steven Grant x Reader fic

(A/N) This is pure fluff because I love this man so much. Also Steven is the king of stationary and you can't my mind. I don't own the gif or the characters. Except maybe Cheshire your cat. (Not the name of the cat obvi) You and Steven know of Marc but it's not mentioned here totally except maybe when you give him is gift. It's stuttle.

• she/her pronouns for the reader

• ⚠️ J.B being J.B you being bitchy to J.B that's it. Oh it's a little time Skippy I won't lie and the word you is used a lot.

• Synopsis- it's your guys first valentines day as a couple unfortunately he was scheduled to work and it has been pouring rain all day but, you surprise Steven with a fountain pen and other gifts, trying to make the most of a sucky day.

• Steven is blue and you're orange

Steven 💙🐊

Hey luv Donna scheduled me untill 10:00 tonight we won't be able to make our reservation. I tried to convince her to let me off but, she wouldn't have it. I'm on inventory for 3 weeks now. 🙄

Really on Valentine's day?! I should go up there and give her a peace of my mind. I'm tired of her doing that to you.

I think that would make it worse unfortunately darling.We could order take out and watch each others favorite movies. I know it's not what we planned but, will still be together.

That sounds good, we can always go another time and as long as i get to see you and give you your gift I won't tear off Donna's head. I love you babe see you tonight.

I can't wait to give you your gift and I love you so much! Laters gators 🐊 ❤️

After while crocodile 🐊 ❤️

You were gonna kill Donna if you ever meet her. Steven was so excited to take you to a French restaurant he found down town. You where a little nervous to go to it but as Valentine's day got closer you started to get excited, and seeing your adorable boyfriend's eyes light up when he talked about it made your heart swell. Untill Donna and what you assume to be fate settled to being a bitch today. You knew Steven was crushed. And you where sad too but, hopefully your gift and the little goodie basket you made him would make up for it.

You decided to try and calm yourself down and have a little spa day and take your time getting ready. You made yourself a bubble bath and put a face mask on. As soon as you sunk down into the warm water a crack of thunder and the pounding of rain made its presence known. You tried to look on the Bright side maybe you could kiss Steven in the rain later tonight. Like in all those rom coms you use to watch as a little girl. Sinking even further into the water you hoped that the day would go by fast. You where never the biggest fan of valentine's day, but the one time you actually get excited for it the, god's decided to knock you down a peg. Despite the sour mood you where gonna give your best for Steven and yourself.

After doing a normal bath routine you got out and whiped the fog off your mirror. Finished your skincare and, slapping some makeup on you made your way to your bedroom.

Sitting on your bed you stared at your closet debating on what to wear. Sense you where going to stay at Steven's flat, you decided on a nice comfy top and black leggings. After putting on your outfit your cat Cheshire a somewhat cubby Ginger cat, jumped on the bed. He greated you with a small meow. "What do you think ches? Do you think Steven will like it?" you gave a small turn for your furry companion. He gave you a few blinks and jumped down to rub and wind himself in-between your ankles. "I'll take that as a yes." You picked him up and gave him some head pats. "Ches im gonna go to Steven's flat. Man the house while I'm gone." All you got was intense purring in response. After putting him down he scurried to the arm chair he called his bed to watch you leave.

Grabbing a rain coat,Steven's gifts, and your bag. You said bye to cheshire and made your way to the elevator. You decided to go to the grocery store and pick up things to make dinner for the two of you tonight. You shot a quick text to tell Steven.

Hey baby I'm gonna go to the store and pick up stuff for dinner, I don't wanna press our luck with take out.

Oh gosh that sounds amazing darling! I can't wait to see you tonight I miss you so much. It's been such a rubbish day today. 😣

I know I miss you too and I'm gonna come get you at 10:00 it's raining really hard and I don't want you to walk in it.

That would be great , it started raining on my lunch break, my jacket got soaked. I can't wait for this shift to be over. Oh luv don't look in the closet your present is in there and, I want it to be a surprise!

I promise I won't look in the closet scouts honor, and I'm sorry your jacket got soaked babe, we haven't had the best luck today. 😞

No we haven't but, well get to see each other tonight and I'm off tomorrow thankfully. I don't know how I managed that but, I got to go Donna is coming. See you soon laters gators ❤️🐊

After while crocodile 🐊 ❤️

After texting him on the elevator, you drove swiftly to the nearest grocery store. Getting out and covering your self with your jacket you ran into the store. Trying to not get drenched.

The florescent lights of the store blinded you as you grabbed a shopping chart. It took you 20 minuets to find the ingredients for a vegan pasta carbonara and a vegan red velvet cake. You waisted some time getting some candles, and a new throw blanket for you and Steven too cuddle under for your movie night later tonight. After looking at the clearance racks and milling about, You whent through the self checkout and made your way to Steven's flat. You where glad that at least your shopping whent right.

You walked into the lobby and saw that the elevator was out of service. Of course it was you rolled your eyes and started to march yourself and your bags up to Steven's floor. A few of them almost dropped but, you managed to catch them before they kamikazed down the steps. After fumbling with the key for a good few minutes you walked into Stevens flat and breathed for the first time today.

You put the groceries up, set up the candles and blanket you bought, and hid your gift. It was still early afternoon and you had a while before you could start dinner and go get Steven. You fed Gus, watched some movies, retouched your make up, started to read a book you picked up from a self got bored, and watched TV again untill 9:00.

You cleaned the area you settled in and, made a vegan pasta carbonara and, a vegan red velvet cake which turned out pretty good by the looks of it.

You had just put the noodles into the sauce when you looked at clock on the stove. 9:54 your heart sped up as you turned the burner off, covered the pasta with a lid and rushed out the door. You practically flew down the steps to get to your car. You couldn't wait untill you saw Steven.

After a few traffic violations and about 5 different songs you made it to the museum. You walked up the steps and made it into the lobby. You looked for Steven and tried to walk to the gift shop "hey miss where closed!" A rude and bored voice called out to you.

You looked over to the booth where the security guard sat. You assumed this is J.B. He didn't even look up at you when he spoke just at the phone he had in his hands. "I know I'm here to pick up Steven." He raised a eye brow in confusion "you mean Scotty? You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes. "No I mean Steven can you not lift your head enough to read a name tag?" He finally looked at you it was in shock but, he looked at you.

You heard foot steps racing towards you. After you snapped at him. " your here!" Steven all but, tackled you into a hug. You melted against eachother. "Come on Steven let's get out of here." He gave your cheek a kiss " I couldn't agree More." After flipping off j.b while Steven wasn't looking you made your way to the car.

After a few more traffic violations you and Steven where at his flat in record time. " Love do you normally drive that fast?" Steven looked at you somewhat concerned while digging his keys out. "just when I want to be with you." You blinked up at him lovingly. He gave a small chuckle "very funny your not gonna cute your way out of this one but, sense it's Valentine's day I'll let it slide for today." You shrugged " I've missed you and I got impatient what can I say." Steven looked over his shoulder while unlocking the door. " I guess I can't blame you there. I missed you too."

The smell of the dinner you cooked wafted you and Stevens way as the door swung open. "Darling that smells wonderful." You grabbed Stevens hand and led him to the kitchen. "Let's celebrate we've waited long enough." After grabbing plates the both you dugg in to the pasta like wolves neither of you realized how hungry you where. "Oh Steven before I forget I want to give you your gift." Steven nodded "so do I" he ran to the closet and grabbed yours. While your pulled out his from your bag. "So can I give yours first?" You asked. "Yes love go ahead."

You handed him the little gift basket you made. His eyes lit up like a kids on Christmas. As he opened the Velvet box. "Oh it's a fountain pen. I've always wanted one of these. It's lovely thank you." You could feel your self blush again. "I know, you always talked about it and it made me think of you. once you get use to writing with it'll only work with the pressure that you use so it'll always remember you." Steve looked like he had hearts in his eyes. "I- love that's beautiful thank you this is one of the best gifts I've ever gotten." You gave him a kiss. "I'm glad you like it. I got you ink and some other stuff for it too." He handed his gift to you. "I can't wait to write with it and your gift I well, it's a thank you for listening to me rambling about egypt all the time." Opening the small jewelry box you pulled out a solid gold necklace with a bar of with what you assume to be a phrase in hieroglyphics. Steven cleared his throat while you stared at it in awe. "It's says I love you always. I know it's cheesy but, I really do love you and I thought Id get it in writing." You could feel tears well up in your eyes. "Oh Steven it's beautiful I'm never gonna take it off." You gave Steven a kiss while he put it on for you.

The rest of the night you and Steven stayed under the blanket you bought cuddling and making out while you watched movies. For the first valentines as a couple it turned out all right despite the bumps along the way.

#fanfic #moon knight imagine #reader insert #steven grant #steven grant x you

100 notes · View notes

1987vampire · 3 years

Text

Proxies x reader NSFW HCs

alot of these scenes will actually most likely end up in this story im writing lmao, so stick around if you want to see them fleshed out

Let's get the obvious beginner out of the way.

Toby is a tits man, Brian likes ass, and Tim is happy with whatever (he likes tits more he just doesn't want to be rude)

Now, let's start with Toby

Toby is the most submissive bottom you will meet in your life.

Has slipped a bit too far into subspace a few times, and you've had to stop immediately once you realized.

Motherfucker just wants to be dommed and dommed hard. Just tell him what to do, please.

Has the biggest fucking mommy kink (which contributes to his love for tits because the motherfucker will lavish those bitches like no other when given the chance)

Also has the biggest praise kink you will ever see. Has came embarrassingly fast because you called him your good boy.

99 percent of his knowledge of sex comes from porn so,, he's going to have to be retaught most everything.

Has definitely groped your tit too hard on multiple occasions because he thought it was the right thing to do.

Surprisingly good learner, though. Just wants to make you happy.

He's the best one for quickies out of all of them only because he cums extremely fast while still prioritizing you.

(He makes up for how fast he cums by how many times he can do it. Motherfucker will paint you white all over before his body gives out. Plus, his CIPA makes it to where he can't feel the burning in his legs as he fucks you for hours. Has literally kept going until his body gave out because you wanted him to.)

All the boys have very specific thoughts on oral. Toby will give or receive, whichever makes you happier, but when he's allowed to go down on you, it's like you're his last meal.

It's one of the only time's he'll disobey your commands because it doesn't matter if you've already came three times??? He's still eating, lady, shhh.

Tried to dom one (1) time. Not doing that again. Dude started crying half-way through because he thought he was hurting you and your feelings by ordering you around.

You had to pause and take a bath with him afterwards while he calmed down. He spent half the bath blubbering into your neck and apologizing more times than you could count.

Now, Brian is the exact opposite of Toby.

You asked to try and let him be the bottom a single time and he fucked you so hard you couldn't walk the next day.

A little shithead who loves blowjobs. Will give you head, but much prefers you on your knees with him stuffed so far in that he’s tapping the back of your throat and you’re gripping his thighs while he uses you for nothing more than his pleasure in the moment.

Will mix degradation in with praise like he's been doing it his entire life. Has given you whiplash multiple times because of it.

He's so loud, too. Toby is whiny and begs, but this dude is in your ear with low grunts and groans, his voice spilling the foulest words he can think of.

Has you seeing stars while mumbling into your neck shit like "your pretty little pussy's taking me so well - like you were built to be my cocksleeve. Just a cumslut who takes whatever I give you. Look at you, all fucked out of your mind, pretty little baby. Can't wait to paint your fuckin' insides. It's what whores like you deserve."

He's also the best at aftercare, though. You normally have to take care of Toby after, and Tim does jack shit unless needed.

Brian, though, has his dresser packed with shit to take care of you with after. Will bathe you, dress you, tell you little reassurances, make sure you're okay.

He's also best at knowing when to stop. He can sense your hesitation as if he's the one feeling it.

Because of his dirty mouth, he's had to break off sessions early a few times. The biggest was when you started crying halfway through him fucking you missionary, and not the kind of crying he liked (because let's be real, this motherfucker loves to see you cry and beg to cum.)

He had called you a whore a few too many times through the session, and you had taken it a bit too close to heart (it was something that hit a bit harder than needed since you were dating multiple men at once.)

He spent the whole night cuddling you and reassuring you that he didn't really mean it. He loved you, they all did, it was just for the roleplay. "Stop crying, pretty baby, we're okay. I'm not actually mad. Let me see a smile, c'mon, doll."

Also, let me mention that because y'all are so fucking loud, Tim has banged on the door quite a few times trying to get you to calm down.

Tim made the mistake of grumbling to himself during dinner one time in front of you and Brian that 'you're so fucking loud it sounds like you're recording a goddamn porno in there.'

If you hadn't been choking on your food so hard, you might have noticed the sly grin that crossed Brian's face, though it was brought back later when he ended up filming you quite a few times from that night. It wouldn't be posted anywhere - fuck that, you were theirs, and no one else's.

(he did accidentally share a video of you cumming to the group chat all four of you were in on accident while sending cute pictures of the two of you. The mortification of hearing your moans come through the speaker of Toby's phone while he stared at it dumbfounded was enough for you to not talk to Brian for a whole week. It didn't matter if they had seen you like that before, it was still embarrassing!)

(Brian didn't tell you that the other two - Tim especially - had been sent worse videos than that.)

SPEAKING OF TIM.

Let's get started with this man. Tim is the laziest motherfucker known to man but it is nice.

Really, he’s not lazy, he’s just tired a lot, and he doesn’t want to put the effort in the fuck you senseless when you’ve got two others for that.

He prefers sleepy fucking where you’re both half-out-of-it and breathless. He enjoys both of you on your sides with him spooning you, his hips moving just enough to give enough friction for the both of you to cum after a while. You can and will fall alseep right after with him still buried inside of you.

Speaking of, what’s the best way to get y’all’s sexual tension out while still being lazy (besides just making you ride him which he does very often) ? Cockwarming.

He won’t even just do it in bed when it’s the two of you. He’s shimmied his pants down just enough for his cock to slip out and pushed your panties aside (since you were only wearing an oversized shirt and underwear. I mean, what did you think would happen?) and made you sit on him in the middle of the living room while the other two were lounging around, too distracted to notice.

However, if someone does notice (Especially in the beginning because you were horrible at hiding your flushed cheeks and heavy breathing from understimulation) he would not hide it.

“H-hey, y/-y/n, what’s-sss-s with the f-fa-face?” Toby had asked innocently one night while you were all watching TV together. You knew Tim was smirking behind you as he lifted the hem of the big shirt just enough to let Toby know what was going on. Boy blushed so hard and covered his eyes, smacking his face harshly in the process, and Tim and Brian snickered (because of course Brian already knew.)

Cockwarming also means that the second you finally - finally - start fucking, it’s over for the two of you in less than a minute, your fingers clawing at him as you finally get your release after hours. (the longest he’s made the two of you wait was four hours because we’re watching Toby’s favorite movies, we can’t interrupt him, now can we, darlin’?’

He’s also a huge fan of facesitting. Not the biggest fan of receiving blowjobs only because it makes him feel too vulnerable, but he could have you sit on his face for hours and not complain, his hands gripping your ass tight enough to leave bruises as he laved his tongue over your clit over and over.

The only - only - times Tim has fucked you rough was when it wasn’t even really him. You had been half-asleep with your back to him one time as he rutted into you slowly when you suddenly felt yourself flipped so you were ass up with your face being pushed into the mattress, his hips jutting at a speed you didn’t know he could reach.

You didn’t even have to look back to know that Masky - his alter that didn’t show himself too often around you - had taken over.

During getting fucked that time by Masky, you ended up so deep in subspace, trying to please the man you didn’t get too see that often that you let him him rip orgasm after orgasm from you until you couldn’t think straight and you entered a space where all you felt was pleasure, and you couldn’t even see straight.

You were brought out of it by Tim pressing a cold rag to your forehead, whispering sweet nothings to you as he tried to get you to come to, apologizing profusely for letting it happen. You had just grinned and - though your voice was thoroughly fucked up from screaming - told him to let Masky know he could do that again any time. Tim had gotten so flustered that he walked out of the room for a few minutes.

Speaking of alters real quick.

Tim and Brian are the only ones to have them - Masky and Hoody respectfully, of course - and they come out around you very little. Hoody comes out more than Masky though, and you can tell the difference in how quiet Brian will get.

Hoody and Masky have fucked you both separately and together (so have Tim and Brian but we’ll get to that in a second)

Masky loves you ass and prefers to have you in doggystyle over anything while Brian’s love for blowjobs is only intensified in his alter who will have you gagging on him until you almost pass out. He’ll give you a moment to breathe in just a second, just hold on a little longer, okay?

Hoody is almost always silent besides grunts that let him communicate with Masky. This is apparent even when you’re not fucking, and the three of you have to teach yourselves how to decipher the man’s made up language.

Masky is quiet too, but will grumble to himself more than anything, calling you the worst name’s he can think of while he slams into you so hard that you don’t even have to move yourself to give Hoody a proper blowjob, his grip on your hips and force of his thrusts are enough to have you bouncing back and forth quickly.

It’s not like you could really move anyways, not when Masky’s picking you up by your thighs and holding your hips up as he plows into you.

They love spitroasting but have definitely done double penetration even if you complain that you’re not prepped. Who cares? You’re obviously ready for it, look at you already cumming even though they haven’t moved.

Now, as for threesomes and or foursomes

Nine times out of ten, Toby is too embarrassed to do anything in front of the other two. Maybe if you coax him enough, reassure him that nobody will judge, he might join in for the night, but it’s an incredibly rare occurrence. Watching Brian boss you around is enough to make him squirm. You were supposed to be in change, not him? But there you were with your tongue sticking out as you rolled your hips against Tim, ready to fit either of them in your mouth. The other can always take another hole.

Toby not wanting to join doesn’t really both the other two though, and though it’s still not as common to have a threesome compared to one on one, Tim and Brian are always ready to share. Especially when you look so pretty whining into the air as you take both of them at once.

You don’t mind if Brian takes a few photos, right? I mean, just look at you! This is a perfect moment to capture. Ignore the fact that you’re now Tim’s home screen, your pretty tits out in the open as his cock is buried inside of you, Brian’s hand gripping the flesh of your hip. Why wouldn’t he want to see it all the time?

The same applies to them as their alters. Spitroasting is their absolute favorite, though Tim prefers it if you ride him while you slobber all over Brian instead of him having to use his energy to fuck you into oblivion.

They love double penetration as well, but once they tried to fit both of them in your pussy instead of one in your ass and you came so hard that you passed out. It’s brought out on special occasions after a l o t of prep.

really, overall. you have a boy for whatever mood you're in and you're literally never horny because the second you mention it someone is on top of you.

#proxies x reader #masky x reader #hoody x reader #ticci toby x reader #proxies #creepypasta x reader #poly!proxies x reader

1K notes · View notes

captaintoddpstewartus · 2 years

Note

What was it like mounting lisa-i-am, im living vicariously through you

Mounting @lisa-i-am was a dream cum true after talking with her for so long. You already know how fucking sexy she is. She's also really nice and in person you can tell it's genuine. There's no being a stuck up bitch with her like some women are who have every guy chasing them. She helped me through the loss of my wife and helped me learn how to live again. Then she helped me find my current wife, Emz. I wasn't sure how Emz would feel about me trying to get selected to the meet the fans party but she was totally cool with me fucking Lisa if I had the chance. I'm a lucky man. The first time I met Lisa was at her meet the fans party. I got to meet her the day before it started. I think if I remember correctly there were three of us who met her the day before and then the next day I went to her party and got in line as they say. She is a phenomenal lover. She is as advertised. She sucks a mean dick and her pussy is so wet and tight. She gets into it genuinely and insatiable is a good word for her. Made me feel like I was a king. I came so fast the first time in her mouth and I came a lot. She hardly missed a drop and the cum that was still on my dick, she licked with the tip of her tongue and never took her eyes off mine. Her mouth wet and coated with my cum, I didn't hesitate to kiss her when she finished sucking my cock. She laid back on the bed and motioned for me to cum to her and I ate her pussy out. I didn't hesitate either even though I knew I wasn't the first guy of the night. She rode my face pretty hard and wouldn't let me up even though I was hard and ready to fuck her. She came several times before she let me mount her and fuck her pussy which was dripping wet. I almost came when I entered her and I stopped. I pulled out and asked her if I could fuck her from behind. She got on all fours and I pounded her from behind. A little disappointed I didn't last very long. The slapping sounds of me pounding her, her loud moans like I was the world's best pornstar and the way her pussy felt made me melt inside her quickly. She sucked my cock clean and thanked me for fucking her and told me she'd see me the next night. The next night I got to fuck her again and I participated in the bukkake. Shot a pretty nice load across her nose and face and made her suck my cock after I did that. There was one other thing I got to do at the party, but I'm sworn to secrecy until she shares that in her book I guess. Can't wait for that to cum out.

My wife and I did a follow on meet with her and her husband. Joy and Mr. J were there too and I let Emz fuck Mr. C. Emz is addicted to his cock now which makes me hard with lust knowing that. Lisa took good care of me and I was able to hold my own with Lisa this time. I only came twice, once on her face and the other time in her pussy. I wanted to cum one more time with Lisa, but I wanted to make sure I had something left for Emz. I ended up cumming three times with Emz and now I wish I would've gone one more round with Lisa. Hearing the fun Emz had with Mr. C made me excited like I've never experienced before. Now Emz will have sex with other guys and I love it. They are coming to Seattle soon to hang out with us. We are looking forward to it. For me, another shot at Lisa's mouth and pussy is something I think about all the time and knowing Emz will get fucked by Mr. C, constantly makes me hard. I'm hoping Lisa won't mind sucking my cock while I watch Emz get fucked by Mr. C. I also want to do a threesome with Emz and Mr. C and then with Lisa and Mr. C. I want to DP Emz. Maybe Lisa won't mind if we DP her too. To get a chance to stick my dick in that tight ass of hers would be another notch I can add to my bucket list experiences. If she does another meet the fans party, you need to put your name in and go. She is worth it. 🍆💦🔥🔥

67 notes · View notes

captains-simp · 3 years

Note

Can I get a request where Yelena's dating R and has been for a while because things are going great but Natasha (being the protective big sister she is) realllllyyyy doesn't like R and R keeps making things worse because Nat intimidates her and all bdaksnakwk😭 and she finally accepts R when she gets caught up in a mission somehow and almost dies for Yelena🥺

Nat simps: Nat doesn't like the relationship because she's jealous

Me: n-no

Nat simps: she actually loves R😃

Me: guys no-

Nat simps: but-

Me: N O

(You guys are getting a big Natasha fic after this, calm your tits🙄)

3.6k words

Warnings: graphic injury description, implied torture and murder

[ masterlist ]

Buy me a coffee ☕

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"My sister does not hate you." Yelena chuckled as she opened the car door and stepped out. You stayed put for a second, staring up at the Avenger's tower as you chewed your lower lip.

"She definitely does." You mumbled as you stepped out of the car yourself. Yelena held her hand out for you to take, marginally helping your nerves when she gave it a reassuring squeeze. She noticed your silence and tried again.

"Okay maybe she's not your biggest fan right now but she'll warm up to you. I did." The blonde winked. You bit back a smile and rolled your eyes. "The others sure as hell love you." You hummed in response, you couldn't argue with that. You got on with the other heroes like a house on fire. "And I love you." Yelena said earnestly as you stopped outside the main door for your girlfriend to plant a soft, quick, kiss on your lips.

"I love you too." You said with a smile.

"There she is." She grinned back as she stroked your cheek with her index finger. "Now come on, I'm starving."

"You ate that bag of M&Ms in the car." You laughed as Yelena led you through the building. The blonde scoffed.

"They only half fill them, y/n." She complained. "So it was half a bag." It was hard to argue with that logic.

You made your way through to the top floor of the building, all while holding onto the expensive wine bottle you bought. Your hands were sweating so much so you held onto the bottle with both hands, not trusting your grip. The last thing you needed was to smash it on any of Tony's expensive carpets. You were met with a round of laughter when the elevator doors opened, presenting the Avengers all sat around the living area. Their eyes turned to you and Yelena with wide smiles and they all shouted hellos across the room. Wanda gave you a warm hug as Yelena high fived Bucky and you felt your nerves soften.

"She's just finishing up." Wanda said knowingly. You wondered for a brief second if she had taken a peek into your mind but when you looked at the redhead she was smiling reassuringly at you and you realized it must have been obvious that you were anxious to see her again. Unlike Yelena, everyone else could tell you were Natasha's least favourite person. "For what it's worth she seems to be in a pretty good mood tonight." Wanda assured.

"Whose in a pretty good mood tonight?" Came the voice you had been dreading to hear. Natasha strolled into the living room with a content smile on her face but halted in her tracks once she saw you. You locked eyes for longer than you were comfortable with but you were determined not to look away. Sometimes you thought that if you asserted yourself more then maybe Natasha would at least respect you. Today wasn't the day for that because you looked away quicker than you would have hoped to. In your defence, it was really hard to maintain eye contact with the Black Widow.

"What's she doing here?" Natasha spat. Oh. You winced as you rubbed the back of your neck, clearly the Russian wasn't aware that you were attending the dinner too.

"I told you she was coming." Yelena said as she strolled towards her sister and gave her a bear hug. Natasha continued to glare at you from over her sister's shoulder.

"I thought you were meant to be on a mission."

"Luckily it was over by lunch." You smiled weakly. "Meant there was still brownie left in the cafeteria." You laughed awkwardly but Natasha didn't respond.

"If you want, I could give you the recipe for my brownies." Wanda said in an attempt to ease the overwhelming tension in the room. The Sokovian was always the best at that and you were sure it was entirely down to her calm demeanour.

"Really?" You asked hopefully as you all made your way to the dinner table. You avoided Natasha's eyes the whole time but consequently ended up taking a seat opposite her. You froze when you sat down, already under her heated gaze once again. You gulped thickly and turned to Yelena while you tried to ignore the pair of emerald eyes burning holes into the side of your head.

The rest of the dinner wasn't altogether awkward but it wasn't the most comfortable you'd ever been. Natasha didn't acknowledge you, though it was rare that she did, and you both engaged in separate conversations with the rest of the team. You had never known if there was a particular reason the redhead didn't like you. You guessed it was down to her being protective of her little sister, something you could understand given all they had been through. But you would never hurt your girlfriend, in fact you would do anything to avoid that. So it bothered you that there was nothing you could do to sway Natasha's opinion of you, because you had literally tried everything. You had been dating her sister for six months. Surely if she was going to accept you it would have happened already.

When dinner was finished Natasha excused herself as Yelena picked up some plates and took them to the kitchen. You were hooked on a story Sam was telling when they left, both your elbows on the table as your face rested in your hands, eagerly waiting for Sam to reveal how he was able to escape a whole squadron of planes with a malfunctioning suit. As a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, you didn’t get to experience half the things the Avengers did. Sure, you had had some crazy missions and your fair share of close calls, but their stories always won.

Once Sam dramatically finished his story with some over the top sound effects, you noticed Yelena had missed a few plates and still wasn’t back. With the dishes in your hands, you made your way to the kitchen, soon hearing the strong accent of your girlfriend. “You're being unfair.” She scolded with a hushed aggression.

“I’m trying to protect you, Lena.” Natasha’s voice fired back. Your ears pricked up at the verb and you were unsure of whether or not to leave the plates on a near table and go or stay to hear about the apparent threat your girlfriend was facing. “She’s going to get herself killed.”

“Oh and you’ve never done something reckless?” Reckless. That was a word you had seen in your S.H.I.E.L.D assessment reports enough times to get a vague idea of who the pair were talking about. Natasha being on the opposing side proved the point more. “When will you drop this?”

“You couldn’t have just dated a normal civilian? Or at least an agent that manages to not get themselves in harm's way on the way to the paper copier.” Well that was hardly accurate. S.H.I.E.L.D didn’t use paper copiers.

“You know maybe if you spent less time being a bitch to her and more time actually getting to know her you would understand why I love her.” Yelena said in a more disappointed tone, most of the frustration drained away from exhaustion. You wondered how long they had been talking about this. Or if they had before. Yelena always acted like there wasn’t any tension between you and her sister. Maybe she thought if she ignored it things would sort themselves out.

There was a heavy silence over the room so with a pang of guilt, you stepped out from behind the wall with the plates still in your hands, fauxing mild surprise when you saw them both, like you didn’t even know they were still there. If they saw through your act, they didn’t say anything. “Thanks, just put them there.” The blonde smiled and pointed at the counter near her. Natasha stayed silent as she watched you from the other side of the room. It always felt like she was studying you for any sign of a weakness when she looked at you, waiting to spot something she could use to strike.

“You need a hand?” You asked as you spied the excessive bubbles in the sink that coaxed your girlfriend’s forearms. “Before you break something.” You joked and watched as Yelena’s cheeks tinted pink as she remembered the shattered glass in the bin at home.

“She’s capable.” Natasha interrupted with stone cold glare.

“That’s okay, detka (babe).” Yelena mumbled and kissed your cheek. “I’m just finishing up.” She said before looking briefly at her sister. “Then we’re going.”

To no surprise of your own, Natasha didn’t get any friendly towards you after what you could only assume wasn’t the first discussion the sister’s had had about you. In fact it got considerably worse; not straight away though, that came a few weeks after when the pair came rushing into the cafeteria. Yelena marched in the room with her eyes set on you as the redhead followed by her side, exclaiming something wildly with her hands.

“This is insane. Yelena!” Unfortunately for Natasha, her sister’s stubbornness fiercely rivaled her own.

“Hey, detka.” Yelena smiled as she sat down on the seat in front of you. You gave a small wave as you finished chewing your sandwich, eyeing the pair cautiously. Natasha continued to stand with her arms crossed, mumbling under her breath in Russian. “You busy now?”

“Not really.” You shrugged and brushed the crumbs off your hands.

“Yelena, no.”

“Zamolchi (shut up)!” The blonde fired back. “That’s great,I could really use a hand on a mission.”

“I will go with you.” Natasha insisted but Yelena shooed her away distractedly. “They know who you are, it won’t work.” She hissed.

“That’s why disguises exist!” Natasha yelled, gaining the attention of every other S.H.I.E.L.D agent in the room.

“It won’t work.” Your girlfriend said firmly, her choice was already made and set in stone.

“Okay.” You shrugged and immediately fell under Natasha’s most heated glare.

“Don’t you dare.” She gritted. “There are thousands of agents in this base alone and you’re picking the single most reckless one who will get you killed.” The redhead continued but Yelena, unlike you, wasn’t fazed.

“Great, go pack your stuff.” Yelena cheered.

“Right now?”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t fucking move.” Your body betrayed you, keeping you glued to your seat in fear of what method, of the hundreds the widow knew, she would choose to kill you if you stood up.

“I don’t trust anyone else to do this.” Yelena said earnestly to her sister. Natasha considered her sister carefully but still looked unconvinced when her younger sister gave a frustrated huff and took you by the hand to drag you to your feet and past her sister who surprisingly didn’t follow after you both.

As your girlfriend led you down the halls she explained the basis of the mission, telling you how you were to set up a last minute buy with a high profile weapons smuggler. Annoyingly, that was how he worked, telling buyers the location and time of a deal at the last minute. Beneficially, he was a smug prick who only believed in carrying out deals on his own. While he would be armed, there would be no one else with him, making yours and Yelena’s job easier. Yelena was the sniper, shooting to kill. S.H.I.E.L.D had tried apprehending the guy alive but it always ended in casualties and they were finally done with going easy.

You considered it all when you were changing into the outfit Yelena had given you, planning what exactly you could say to the dealer to get him to the specific part of the warehouse that Yelena could shoot at. You were buttoning up your white blouse when the door swung open and Natasha stepped through. “You sure you can handle this?” She asked right off the bat.

“I’ve been through my training just like everyone else here, Natasha. I know you don’t think I’m capable but I’ve been on my fair share of missions and I know protocol and-”

“Just keep her safe.” The Russian said. You blinked and opened your mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words.

“I don’t care if Baros comes out of there in a body bag or in a limo.” You blinked again and continued with your shirt as you decided to just listen to Natasha. “But if one hair on Yelena’s head is harmed I will make you live to regret it for the remainder of your long and very painful days.” She said darkly and you could only nod dumbly. Natasha studied you for a long moment before turning around to head out of the room far less dramatically as she had entered.

“She trusts me for a reason.” You couldn’t help but call out as the redhead opened the door. She glanced at you for a second and left as she called over her shoulder to you.

“I don’t.”

“Do you want to get take out tonight? I was thinking that new Chinese place around the corner.” Yelena spoke clearly but she might as well have been thinking aloud because you couldn’t respond. She knew that of course. She knew that you speaking would ruin your cover if Baros had cameras set up around you. “So that’s a yes on the Chinese?” She continued. Okay she was definitely doing it because she knew you couldn’t respond. “Detka there’s no need for you to insist on paying. I owe you one right now.” You bit back a smile until the warehouse doors opened and Baros stepped through, watching you eagerly.

“So nice of you to join me.” You deadpanned. You couldn’t help it. The guy literally chose the time and he was still half an hour late.

“Yes, my apologies.” Baros said in a very unapologetic tone. “Something came up.” He muttered as he placed a large box on the table and unlocked it with an 8 digit code although you were sure there was a lot more to it than that. Not that you cared about his weapons right now. “Now I hear I have something you’re interested in.”

With that, the sale began. At first you thought you were in luck. Baros made a habit of strolling around the room as he explained various weapons that you pretended to be interested in, but he never went to the spot Yelena could shoot. It became irritating very quickly. You walked around too in an attempt to lead him to wear you needed him but he always backed off at the last second. You heard Yelena groan into the earpiece a few times too.

“Is there anything here that’s of interest to you? Or are you more concerned with listening to whoever’s on the other end of that earpiece?” Your eyes snapped to Baros as he watched you curiously. “Where is she?” He asked coldly. Your earpiece wasn’t meant to be visible and the thought that Baros had found a way to get around S.H.I.E.L.D’s technology concerned you greatly.

“I don’t know who you’re talking about, I’m here alone.” You swallowed thickly. Baros gave a throaty laugh in response, some primal hunting impulse starting up.

“I’ve killed every S.H.I.E.L.D agent that has come after me, you and your friend will be no different. Now where is she?”

You wanted to charge at Baros. To knock him to the ground and wrap your hands tightly around his throat and squeeze long and tight enough to make him regret ever threatening your girlfriend. Except you couldn’t move. It wasn’t a fear induced freeze up like you had gotten from Natasha’s glares a few times. There was a much larger and more dangerous obstacle that stopped you moving. Something toxic. Baros gave another manic laugh as he watched that realisation dawn on you. But really, what was panicking you most was that Yelena had been silent for a long time.

“You see, Agent l/n, while you were trying your hardest to get me to play your game, I was beating you at my own. I’ve grown immune to the toxin that’s been circulating the room since your arrival.” You trembled as you dropped to your knees and fell onto your side, only able to watch and listen. “And what your friend sees is a mere projection of us continuing business, audio included of course, so she won’t be coming to get you anytime soon.” You exhaled as heavily as you could in relief at the knowledge that Yelena was safe.

“Now where were we?” Baros asked as he knelt down besides you and lifted your head up, placing the flat of a blade against your cheek. “Oh yes, you were just about to tell me about the other one.”

“Go...to...hell.” You grimace, every word spoken feeling like one of the hardest things you had ever done.

“I’m sure you’ll feel as though you’re there very shortly.” He muttered as the knife very slowly started to dig into your skin.

You had no idea how long you were with Baros, how long since he had first started slicing your skin, how long your bones had been broken or even how long since you had first started to cough up blood, most of it staying in your mouth because of your weak diaphragm. You had exceeded your limit long ago, only using your energy to make the occasional snarky comment that made the next attack harsher. You couldn’t seem to stop yourself. It made you feel like you had some control, as did the fact that you never said a word about Yelena.

A gargled scream was ripped from you when Baros pressed the burning hot knife against your latest stab wound, cauterising it to stop you bleeding out and keep you alive for as long as he needed you. A sickening smile crept onto his lips as he watched your eyes fill with tears once again and leant back once he was done. Much to your long awaited relief, that smile was wiped from his face when a spray of red erupted in front of you, shortly followed by Baros dropping to the ground next to you, dead on the spot he had accidentally stood in.

You didn’t trust your relief, you didn’t trust yourself not to be hallucinated after the endless hours of torture, even when a heavily armed S.H.I.E.L.D team flooded into the room. A few gathered around you, asking questions you couldn’t quite understand as bright white lights filled your vision. Then you were being lifted into the air, not aware of the fabric of the stretcher beneath you until the back of your hand dropped onto it. You managed a small trace of a smile before you passed out.

There was an arm draped across your stomach when you woke up. It was the first thing you felt, a fact that you were extremely grateful for. You blinked frantically a few times before you turned to look at your girlfriend sleeping by your side on the hospital bed. You smiled at the sight of her peaceful form and tucked some stray hairs behind her ear softly, careful not to wake her. You were glad you cherished that moment of peace and relief, because it wasn’t long before you had more company.

You took your hand away from Yelena’s face when Natasha walked in, settling to keep it by your side, although there was nothing you could do about the arm that was squished between yours and your girlfriend’s body. “I tried my best-” you started but Natasha shook her head.

“You...you did great, y/n.” You smiled sheepishly, sure there were some drugs in your system. “No one could have done any better.” She said as her eyes flickered to the cuts on your face. “So thank you.”

“It was no trouble at all.” You shrugged. Natasha rolled her eyes but smiled faintly, something you never thought you would see directed at you. “I’d never let anything happen to her.” You said honestly. The redhead nodded as she looked at her sister.

“I know that now. I was just scared, I can’t loose her again and you have to admit you’re not the most reliable person on the planet.” You blushed and looked away. “But I trust you now and I’m sorry I doubted you.” She apologised sincerely.

“No harm, no foul.” You joked again, truly not knowing how you were meant to act around the Russian now that you were finally in her good books.

“Don’t make me regret this.” Natasha warned with a smirk. You chuckled lightly and watched as she made to leave. “You should get some rest.” She advised and you nodded but frowned when she was nearly out the door.

“How’d she know?” You asked, making Natasha turn back to you with a quirk of her brow. “That something wasn’t right.” The redhead smiled and shook her head.

“You hadn’t made a smart ass comment in ten minutes.”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Taglist: @bxngbxngintothewomb @gayarchnemessis @caroldanvers2 @marvelwomenslut @marvelwomen-simp @likefirenrain @grxvitye @emilyprentisslittlewhore @lostandsearching @firenrain13 @horcruxhunter90 @nightingalxx @sky-kim-00 @yeeterthekeeper @didujustcallmedumb

Join a taglist

#yelena belova oneshot #yelena belova imagines #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova angst

839 notes · View notes

anothersylvia · 3 years

Text

I’m Not Afraid To Cross Some Lines (Jack harlow fanfic) PART 2

https://anothersylvia.tumblr.com/post/679441702144081920/im-not-afraid-to-cross-some-lines-jack

LINKED ABOVE IS PART ONE TO THIS STORY

DISCLAIMERS : this is a continuation of the story between Jack Harlow and another music artist , be sure to read part one / WARNINGS : sexual content and language

“Bitch Don’t even try to lie to me right now “ Your longtime friend and hairstylist was questioning you about the situation with Jack as she styled your hair for a virtual interview.

“Okay sure , is there some sexual tension there , yes but I was going to do anything with him, NO !! I’m with Kyle” You reasoned

“So you admit he is the only thing stopping you from jumping Jack’s bones ?”

“Jack and I are really cool , I would not want to ruin that over some thirst cause one thing I know for sure is I would not be able to escape him if we ever fell out “

“Girl all that and you ain’t even answer my damn question”

“Girl I don’t have time for your damn questions I need to get Kyle to talk to me “ You picked up your phone checking to see if he responded to any of your texts. Jack did not attempt to call you again after you did not pick up the morning after the strip club.

“Just give him some space “ Your friend advised.

“He could be getting his dick wet right now as revenge “ You pouted frustrated with the whole thing. When being interviewed later that afternoon the inevitable topic of the stripper and Jack came up.

“You know Jack Harlow and I belong to generation now and when we out and about things get crazy , we like to have a good time but that’s all it is “ You did your utmost best to sound casual about it.

“So if there’s nothing happening there can we maybe look forward to a collab , the fans have been begging yall “

“That’s been spoken about with him and I would also love to get something like that together , I love what he has going on musically and I see us making something great so a future collab is not off the table”

“Neither is a relationship ?” The interviewer took one more chance at getting you to reveal more about what was happening between you and Jack.

“You got jokes “ was all you said forcing a dry laugh. Thankfully the interviewer got the message and changed the subject. It was such a sticky situation to be in because you could have easily killed the rumors by talking about your relationship but you and Kyle agreed to keep it private and you were already on thin ice with him. involving the public would only make it worse.

That same evening you drove yourself over to Kyle’s place unsure that he would even be there or be wiling to talk. Him being a gentleman at heart he could not bring himself to not let you in.

“It’s been three days Kyle , are we not going to try talk about this ?” You sat across from him in the lounge of his apartment.

“I don’t think I can keep being humiliated like this , it’s one thing for strangers online to question this relationship but when you start acting like you don’t believe in it either I have to ask myself if any of this is even worth it”

“I can take that I was out of line and babe I’m really sorry for that , but you have to believe me nothing happened with Jack , I swear “

“Why was he calling you ?”

“I can show you our texts babe , he just wanted to know how I was doing cause I left the strip club very tired “ You explained.

Kyle was deep in thought across the room. You could tell he was debating with himself on whether or not he should take your word. To help him reach a decision you made your way across the room and sat beside him.

‘‘Look at me” You gently placed your hand at the side of his neck.

“I could have been with anyone else , but I chose you , and it is still you , not Jack and not anybody else you hear me ? I love you “

“And I love you to“ He brought the hand you had by his neck to his lips and planted a kiss before kissing you on the mouth. Peace fell over you as he embraced you and held you in his arms again. Now you just had to make sure you did not fuck up because what you had here was good and not worth throwing away , but how when interactions with Jack were bound to happen in the coming months due to your feature on his upcoming album. One day when you were alone at home you decided to finally reach out to Jack , it did not feel right to just leave things in the air the way you did. You figured it was the right thing to do to let him know where you stood so coming interactions would not be awkward.

“Hey Jack , I uh .. “ You hesitated , his silence on the other end making you nervous. “What’s Poppin ?”

“I’m gonna pretend you did not just say that” You shared laughter on both ends falling right back into your natural flowing chemistry.

“Look it’s been a crazy couple of weeks for me and I know I did not get back to you but I’m sure you can understand why”

“I have an idea “

“Even though nothing happened , it just wasn’t a good look “

“Don’t have to explain “

“Thanks for understanding” You fiddled with the string of your hoodie.

“I just hope you can still come to the album release party “

“If I do I’m bringing my man with me “

“Whatever you choose to do , invitation is open”

When you it came to Jack you noticed that when moments that would call for certain reactions came along he would maintain a certain composure that would mask what he is really thinking and it drove you crazy cause you could tell every time it was happening. He would use very few words but those words would come out sounding like a lot more meaning was hidden behind them.

“I’m glad we could talk Jack”

“Same here y/n , be safe”

You could end the call with a sense of relief that not only were things good between you and Kyle but you cleared the air with Jack. When the album release party came along you stuck to the statement you made of bringing Kyle with. Jack’s spirits were high When you arrived at the venue. From across the room his smile was shining through , giving you butterflies. He cleaned up well , rocking some rimless shades and his Kentucky chain over a black turtle neck look that he paired with a beige coat. When greeting him his cologne hit you like a ton of bricks.

“So happy you’re here” He beamed , champagne in hand.

“Happy to be here! This is my boyfriend Kyle “ You motioned with your arm hooked in his.

“Nice to meet you , she does not shut up about you” Jack teased shaking Kyle’s hand.

“Actually I can say the same about you” Kyle teased back light heartedly.

“You’re both such liars “ You protested slapping Kyle’s shoulder. You were surprised at how smoothly the evening went , the ambiance was lively and bubbly , the tension between Kyle and Jack was non existent and it was beautiful to be apart of this chapter in Jack’s career. You could tell he put so much into it and you were genuinely happy that he was proud of this project. You made sure to let Jack know later that night as you were both getting drinks at the bar.

“I’m happy I was able to be apart of this Jack”

“Please , I should be the grateful one here “ Jack’s hand found its way on top of yours on the bar counter. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?”

“No , I don’t believe you did “

Jack leaned in lowering his neck to be closer to your ear. “You’re probably the most beautiful girl in here tonight “

“Probably ?” You arched a brow at him. There it was again. this thing where you would forget you had eyes on you and would get lost in the chemistry you shared.

“Have to throw that in there so your man does not jump me , but if you trying to hear what I really think , there’s an after party in my hotel room , text you the details” before you could answer Jack was gone leaving only a trail of heavenly cologne behind. You just knew if you were to check your underwear in that moment it would be soaked. Back to the thing about Jack using very few words to communicate more than what he was actually saying , you knew exactly what his invite meant. You bit your lip as you eyed Kyle on the other side of the room and sighed. Never in your life had you ever been this entangled in temptation. It was calling you by your name and weakened by your undeniable attraction to Jack you answered. Once Kyle dropped you home you made your way into the shower and prepared yourself to meet Jack at the hotel he was staying in. You were ready for whatever the night had in store although while approaching the hotel room your heart was doing backflips in your chest. All you could hear was the clicking of your heels against the marble floors , Your palms felt a bit sweaty.

Jack opened the door to you in a black trench coat and heels to match. Your fragrance was sweet and you were in a lighter make up beat than earlier. There was a gold anklet adorning the foot of your left leg and the exposed skin on your chest let Jack know you probably weren’t wearing anything underneath your coat.

“The trench coat huh ?” Jack smirked at the cliche , amused but still very much aroused.

“Sorry , couldn’t get a nurse fit on such short notice”

“Either way , we know this ends with you being naked”

“ Just me ?” You challenged taking a step closer to Jack. In one swift motioned Jack secured his armed around your waist and pulled you into the hotel room kissing you against the door once it closed. There was no turning back and as sick as the thought was something about the fact that you weren’t supposed to be doing this elevated the experience. You had a tendency to stare at Jack’s lips a lot and right now having them on yours you had your confirmation on their softness. Jack had held your thigh up as your kiss deepened. Your breathing was heavy as Jack planted open mouth kisses along your jaw and neck. The belt of your coat came undone exposing your bare skin.

“You understand how hard I’m about to fuck you” Jack lifted you off your feet and held your body against him to the bed where he tossed you. Stepping back to admire your figure he peeled back the rob on his body without breaking eye contact. You were pulled to the edge of the bed where Jack had your legs up on either side of him , he kissed your ankle before undoing the straps of your heels and tossing them behind him. The print visible through the tommy hilfiger briefs still on Jack was enough to send you over the edge. Jack trailed kisses down your leg down into your thighs. You had a handful of the plush bed sheets firm in your grip as Jack flicked his tongue along your folds and wetness.

“Fuck !” You could not hold back your praises .

“Oh we just getting started “ Jack trailed his tongue up the length of your stomach and gave each breast a kiss before stepping back to free himself of the Tommys and throw on a condom. Jack ran his fingers along your folds feeling your wetness before he positioned himself to make his way into you. The first strokes were meant to adjust your walls to his size but once you found a rhythm it was uphill from there. Jack held you against the nearest wall , pounding you senseless. You had nothing but curse words at the tip of your tongue. He was having his way with you , pulling your hair back while slamming into you from behind and giving your ass the occasional smack but still kissing and caressing your body. Jack really wasn’t holding back with slutting you out and it was evident through out the next day. At first in the morning you woke up feeling like it must have all been a dream but the ache between your legs said otherwise. The only reason you did not stay the night was because if Kyle were to come see you in the morning and find that you did not spend the night at home after he dropped you it would raise some suspicion. Thankfully Kyle was not going to be able to see you and you would not have to explain why you had “the walk”. You did your best to avoid him for the coming weeks , blaming your work schedule and fatigue when really you were meeting Jack in secret every chance you got. Your collaboration was a fan favorite and you were set to perform it on a late night show and film a music video for it. While In your dressing room non other than Jack himself snuck in just moments before you were scheduled to be on stage. You were humming the melodies to your part of the song when he startled you.

“Jack , what fuck we’re about to perform , someone could see you , my manager could walk in any second “ You panicked.

“That’s why the door is locked “ He scanned your body from the bottom up licking his lips. “All you have to do is keep it in “

“Ja-” You were cut off by him locking lips with you , you were so quick to fall into the kiss stumbled backwards till your back was against a wall. The convenience of wearing a dress meant Jack could simply push your panties to the side and have his way with you. Starting off against the wall Jack pulled back with your body still in his arms and sat on the couch so you could straddle and ride him.

“Y/n They need you and Jack out in 15 minutes but there’s no sign of him “ Your manager was on the other side of the dressing room door attempting to open it. Jack removed his hand from your mouth to let you answer while you still rode him.

“I .. I , try , I don’t know but I’ll be out just now , I need a sec” You were stuttering through your sentence , fighting the urge to let out a moan. You pressed your lips to Jack’s to keep from making any noises worried your manager was still on the other side of the door.

“Hurry up , they’re ready for you”

Jack was enjoying the compromising position you were in , almost getting of from it. He held your hips in position as he came kissing your neck as an attempt to muffle any noises. It was while kissing on the mouth to the background noise of your manager impatiently knocking and calling for you that you yourself experienced your orgasm. Jack helped with pulling your dress back down , low key amused at the way in which your legs struggled the find balance in your heels after your quickie. frantically reaching for lipgloss you applied it and wiped your thighs clean with wipes. Jack also straightening out his outfit and getting himself together.

“Come on this is live T.V, you have 3 minutes left”

“We’re coming God Dammit” Jack yelled out fully aware that the cat was out of the bag for this one cause she would be on the other side of the door when he came out and figure the situation for herself. With no time to explain anything You and Jack rushed out the room passed your manager and stationed yourselves backstage where you were both given mics. Jack was announced and came out before you , performing his lines with his distinctive swag and confidence.

“Give it up for the amazing Y/n”

When you joined him the live audience cheered , happy to be witnessing the very first performance of the song. Your first time on stage with Jack was magic ,it almost felt like nobody else was with you in that moment. Everything that had transpired through out the months of talking , then finally recording together , the album release and your steamy affair felt like it came full circle and you were overwhelmed with the feeling that brought. Looking into his eyes you could feel yourself actually starting to fall for Jack. You finished off the song to a very pleased audience.

“I’m Jack Harlow , my new album out now available on all platforms, want you to give it up for the amazing and beautiful y/n “ He hugged you on stage and the two of shared a brief moment of eye contact in which you fought the urge to kiss. Back in your dressing room you requested to be left alone. Now seated at the very spot where your moment with Jack took place , his scent still fragrant in the couch cushions , you held one against your chest longingly with tears gathering at the corners of your eyes.

PART 3 LINK BELOW https://www.tumblr.com/anothersylvia/679816680122318848/im-not-afraid-to-cross-some-lines-jack-harlow?source=share

135 notes · View notes