#in yalls defense i have just been starting shit

[im-pandora-i-promise]

What's your favourite browser?

I use chrome quite a bit and safari quite a bit

But i don’t think I would consider either of those my favorite

All in all I’d probably say yandex because they’re like the only gimmick that’s been nice to me so far

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day! I was thinking about this Bakugou, where he penches his s/o lips whenever she teases him or compliments him, saying that her lips should be punished for driving him crazy or smth.

I just find this idea cute if you please can write about it 😭🤍

a/n:..wait...cus why are you a literal genius this got a lil kick teww ittttt.. (kinda soooorta angsty but like if you squint, katsuki is bad at feelings but he tries his hardest, kissing, no biting for once wow its been a while..dont worry yall its comin, short lil drabble, hope u enjoy ! <3)

"your eyes are so pretty katsu."

katsuki bakugou thinks he'll never be able to get used to you when he looks down at your head in his lap, raising a brow as a defensive mechanism to not turn red all the way down to his chest.

"where'd this come from ?" he leans into your hand almost reflexively when you place it against his cheek, still not breaking eye contact as you smile at him, he feels warmth crawl up his back and it makes him squint.

"nowhere," you run your finger across his cheek, than across his nose bridge "just wanted to tell you."

he gulps, clearing his throat his eyes fight to keep looking into yours, relaxed and happy and comfortable. it feels strange to see someone so comfortable around him.

"yeah ?"

"mhm, your lashes are so long too." you muse. it's casual, it comes out so easily.

he feels his heart beat loudly against his chest when you run your fingers over his eyebrows. you keep on touching him, and he likes it, usually. but it's overwhelmingly nice, you're overwhelmingly nice and he doesn't know what to do with it. because bakugou isn't sweet like you. he can't casually tell you that he loves your eyes, that he could be perfectly content staring at you doing whatever for hours on end, that random things he sees when he's out remind him of you and that you're the last thing he thinks about when he falls asleep.

because it comes out wrong, when he does. but even still your words make him so unbearably giddy. it's foreign receiving compliments, and if he does their almost always quirk related. but these are different and they're from you, so it feels even better and though embarrassment creeps up onto his body his heart buzzes and beats proudly. he feels like he can't sit still so he does the next best thing.

"shush." he mumbles, pinching your cheeks to make you pout. you splutter out a giggle when he leans down to place a sloppy wet kiss onto your duck lips. "you keep sayin' weird shit.." he dodges your grin when he lets go of your cheek.

"but they are long ! and your eyes are pretty ! that's not weird, it's the truth." you maintain, nodding afterwards like your word is law. fuck, he loves you.

"be quiet." he pinches your lips shut and you start flailing around with muffled giggles and squeals. katsuki follows, laughing through his nose and meanly moving your lips around in his grip.

"fuck, you drive me crazy.." your eyes snap open at his soft eyes and words. his eyes shine mischievously but his cheeks are bright as he smirks. you pout at him and it makes him want to squeeze you until you pop. ( he remembers you called it cute aggression or something)

"you talk too damn much." he pinches your cheek "needa be punished for drivin' me nuts all the damn time."

"jush shay yur not goo wif complimeshs." katsuki snorts at your attempts to talk with your cheek in his grip, and he can't help the half smirk on his face when you laugh. he releases your cheek in favor of leaning down to press his lips against yours.

"you're the pretty one, dummy."

"but we can both be pretty !"

"whatever, you're prettier then."

katsuki still feels his heart thump loudly in his chest, and he's sure he'll keep feeling like this for a long while. your words will keep sticking to his heart like they always do. and maybe he is 'pretty', he'll go along with that for you, but you're definitely prettier.

[nyxxxatnite]

Poison

Plot: it should’ve been known that just because you slept with him, doesn’t mean anything changes. And you can’t help but fall for his words every time

Pairings: asshole!Wally Clark x loner!fem!reader, alive!wally x alive!reader

warning(s): SMUTT!!!! Heavy angst at the end, reader gets used for sex, semi-public sex, p in v, unprotected sex (WRAP IT), no happy end, wally bullies the reader, wally is an absolute asshole unless he’s fucking the reader, fingering, degrading, tbh this is shit, NOT PROFREAD

a/n: YALL. okay so i recently binged Hazbin Hotel and this smut is based on a song from the show called Poison. I’m obsessed with it! Anyways. Lets get TO IT!

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the sound of the bell snaps you out of your day dream, making you look up from your notepad. Students are standing and making their way out of the classroom to hurry to their next class, leaving you by yourself. As you begin to pack your things you noticed a folded piece of paper tossed between the pages of your notepad. You grab it gently and open it, immediately recognizing Wally’s sloppy handwriting.

“Meet me in the janitors closet during our free period ;)”

you roll your eyes and crumple the paper up, tossing it into the trashcan as you walk out of the already empty classroom. You wouldn’t fall for his shit this time. The last time you did your heart got torn into shreds. But at the same time…god you’ve never had an orgasm like the one he gave you. It should’ve been a one time thing, well no, it shouldn’t have happened at all. You only went to his house to help him out with homework like he had requested and one thing led to another and you were pressed face down into his mattress as he ruined your insides.

the second time it happened? Well, honestly that was your own mistake. It was after school and you wanted to find a place to smoke in peace, so you wandered to the football field. Low and behold there he was, running laps by himself. In your defense you did try and leave but he’s a football player for crying out loud. He caught up quick and stopped you, starting to tease you about your habits. And one thing turned into another and you were riding him on the bleachers with your skirt bunched at your waist.

you hated him and he hated you but fuck his dick game was too good. But you wouldn’t let it happen again, especially when you realized about a week ago you like the football player. When you fully figured it out you avoided seeing like like he was a solar eclipse. Which made him pissed off, so when he noticed you spaced out in class he thought it the best time to give you the note.

before you could even fully wander down the hallway, you were being pulled into a small space. And when the chemicals hit your nose you knew exactly where you were. You ripped your arm from the quarter backs grasp and glared up at him.

“what the fuck Wally,” you snapped and stepped back to the door. Effectively, he blocked you in and pressed himself to you, against the door. You knew if you tried to leave you’d out the both fo you, and you’d hate to have everyone mock you

“you’ve been avoiding me, asshole, what the fuck,” he sneered and leaned down to be closer. The closer he got the more his scent encapsulated your sense. Fuck he smelt so nice.

“no shit, i fuckin’ hate your guts,” you sneered back and glared up at him. The only response you got was a snicker from him.

“nah, the only guts in this equation are yours while i’m fucking ruining them,” he whispered and gently placed his lips to your neck. You shiver and try to flinch away but his hand in your hair stops you from moving. You try to free your poor hair from his grasp but he grips harder and glares down at you.

“admit it, you love when i dick you down. You’re a fucking whore who loves to get pushed around by the star football player. Which isn’t a surprise, seeing how much of a freak you are.”

you should’ve been upset by his words but all you felt was arousal, that familiar hear between your legs. Why was this turning you on so much? Without too much thought behind it, you swung your arm back a bit and up. With a loud smack, your hand lands on his cheek, a harsh slap erupted in the small space. His face turned to the side from the impact, but that wasn’t what deterred you. The smirk rising to his lips made you lean back a bit in surprise and then the sudden impact on your chest settled in as he spun you around. With a harsh push, he’s pinning you to your front against the door, arms locked behind your back.

you hiss at the contact and try to snap at him but are cut off by the harsh yank from your hair along with the smack that landed on your ass. You let out a yelp and squeeze your eyes shut at the harsh sting hits you like bricks. And within seconds you’re feeling the cold air hit your already soaked cunt. He’s all but careful as he shoves his ring and middle finger into your hot cunt, making you moan out. His free hand is slapping over your mouth as he pumps his fingers in and out of your aching cunt at an aggressive speed, curling them every now and then to hit that perfect spot inside of you.

with his hand muffling your moans, you let them fly. Small pants are given from the dark haired boy as he pressed his hard cock against your plush ass that still stung from his assault earlier. Your eyes roll a bit from the harsh pace, already feeling a small knot build in your gut but it was easily ruined as he pulled his fingers out abruptly. You wanted to cry out in protest but the sound of his belt being undone made your heart leap in excitement.

He’s grabbing your hips and pulling them back a bit so your ass is out more for him. You jump a bit as you feel his tip prod at your entrance, gathering whatever wetness he could before he pressed into you. The stretch always felt a bit tight but you knew you’d be feeling like heaven in moments.

but he sat for a second, stuffed to the hilt inside of you. You turn your head a bit to look back at him but he grabs your hair and forces you to look away from him. Your confusion is dissolved as he starts to pull out only to slam back into you. You bite down on your lip to keep your cries in, loving the feel of his dick deep inside of you. His pace is all but sweet as he starts to fuck into you like a dog in rut. The soft groans coming from him were like heaven, along with the loud sounds of your squelching cunt and his balls slapping against your clit and his pelvis smacking into your ass.

you try and reach back to hold onto some part of him but he quickly slaps your hand away, keeping his hand in your hair to keep your head stabilized. And for some reason you feel like he’s trying to keep himself distant from you. After he had just bitched about you avoiding him as well.

your thoughts are interrupted as you felt that knot in your lower abdomen build up again. You whimpered softly and reached down between your legs, rubbing your clit quickly to help. Wally’s hips keep pistoning into you, trying to chase his own high as well. Within a few more thrusts he’s shooting his cum deep inside of you, painting your walls that milky white color. His finish triggered yours making you spasm a bit, feeling your liquid leak down his dick and your own thighs. You were thankful you were wearing a skirt, clean up would be easy.

after taking a little breather you started to get yourself together. You turn your eyes up to the boy, seeing his eyes clouded with thought. You stepped closer only to be pushed back, “we can’t do this again. If people found out i was fucking you my reputation would be ruined. Just stay the fuck away from me from now on, freak.”

with that, he’s moving around you and darting out or the closet, leaving you alone. You’d fallen for it again, and this time his poison hit its mark leaving you with a broken heart.

[mintkookiess]

It started out slow (Miles x fem!reader)

I saw someone post about writing a fic where Miles is cheating on Gwen with us (I reblogged it like before this post) and I just had a surge of "HOLY SHIT LET ME COOK SUMTH" So here we are I made this like straight out of bed at 7 am.

Not proofread as I was hurrying to squeeze the creative juices out of me before it runs out. Hope yall still enjoy!

Love,

Mint

Summary: Miles had garnered a new friend, but didn't know it would cost his relationship, and start a new one.

Tags: Miles x fem!Reader, Miles x Gwen, cheating au, kind of fast paced, idk what else to put here

Word count: 1.7k

It started out slow.

You first saw Miles at a supermarket and thought nothing of it, thinking it’s just the ordinary stranger you see around the city.

But then you suddenly just see him everywhere.

Like fate wanted the both of you to meet so bad.

You were both given so many chances; finding out you sit beside each other in the movie theater? To find both your families eating in the same restaurant? Or you’d see each other at the supermarket again but with a more familiarity and peculiarity at the same time.

So it started out slow.

With the casual curious glances, or catching the other staring then immediately looking away.

When fate has finally had enough, it forced Miles to accidentally pour juice on your white dress in a crowded mall.

“O-Oh crap, I’m so sorry!” Miles had exclaimed, mentally slapping himself for being such a klutz. You hadn’t even minded a bit in the least when it happened, but you did finally get the name of the boy you’ve been seeing everywhere a lot lately.

“I’m uh Miles. Sorry about the juice.”

You had shook your head at the time, a polite smile on your face as you said that it was fine and that he didn’t have to worry about it. You introduced yourself and that was that, you both became friends.

That polite smile of yours had become friendlier.

When you find out you both were neighbors and you spotted him by his apartment building’s entrance with his mom smooching his cheeks as he was ready to leave for school, you couldn’t help but stop and watch in amusement.

He catches your eye and he grows red with embarrassment, you nonchalantly walked towards them as his mom spotted you and asked if you both were friends earning her a nod of affirmation from you.

So suddenly, you’ve been invited to dinner.

And almost every week after that.

What he didn’t tell you though, was that he has a girlfriend, Gwen Stacy.

You didn’t think much of it, since you were content with being friends with Miles, but there were times where you knew your presence was causing a little rift between them.

He had introduced her to you at one point, but the girl was immediately playing in the defense with you, and you weren’t entirely sure why at the time, till you overheard them in his bedroom one day when you decided to help his mom with her groceries.

“I know you like her Miles,”

“Me? Gwen you’re my girlfriend why would I like anyone else?”

“I’m not blind.”

You immediately knew it was about you, because you were the only other friend he had other than Ganke, and you’re a girl.

You didn’t worry about it since you know you haven’t done anything wrong.

Until you both did.

The kiss was magical.

Miles had swung you on top of a building when he told you about his Spiderman identity. He was so excited to tell you, wanting nothing more but to show you a cooler side of his.

The two of you watched the sunset for a few minutes until you both were hyper aware of this strange tension between the two of you.

You thought something was bothering Miles, and he thought the same with you,

“Are you okay?” You both had said simultaneously, but only made the two of you laugh, the sun seemingly making your faces glow a tinge of orange.

It started out slow.

The way his fingertips touched yours, and his smile faded into a more serious look as his hazelnut eyes stared into yours.

You hadn’t even seen it coming, but the next thing you know your lips were enveloped between his. You remember your mind making siren noises, warning you that this was completely wrong.

He has a girlfriend. But the girl he was kissing right now, definitely was not said girlfriend.

And it all went downhill from that.

Or uphill, depending on who’s perspective you’re looking at.

The two of you were awkward after that kiss, not talking to each other for a week, and Mama Rio of course notices this but doesn’t pry.

But when Miles couldn’t take it any longer, he swung to your window and immediately apologized for what he did.

You had apologized too, wholeheartedly, but…

Neither of you regretted it.

You haven’t said that part out loud and neither did he, but you two knew by the way your eyes danced around each other between the silence and darkness of your bedroom.

The next days were full of poor attempts from the both of you to salvage the normalcy of your friendship, but at the same time wanting nothing but to repeat that kiss again.

But the both of you knew you’ve done something terribly wrong.

Miles had been torn ever since, getting extra jumpy whenever Gwen would suddenly appear in his room unannounced, kissing his girlfriend hello but it felt different.

He couldn’t help but compare your lips to hers. Gwen’s lips were so different from yours, from the feeling to the taste, how soft it was, and how much he wanted more of you.

He knew he was being a terrible boyfriend, but fate had different plans for him apparently.

Falling for someone other than his girlfriend was definitely not a part of his life plan, but here he was, back in your bedroom window once Gwen had left.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so freaking sorry.” He had said, before strutting inside with no greeting and immediately grabbing your waist to pull you against him, lips instantly smashing together.

He didn’t know why he was apologizing exactly, there’s so much to be sorry about and he just wanted to say it out loud maybe to feel some sense of humanity. Like he’s showing the world how sorry he actually was but internally wasn’t at all.

This second kiss was more urgent, held more longing from the both of you.

You had held out for as long as you could, but the moment he was on you once more, all that willpower you had mustered to distance yourself from him faded into dust in seconds.

It started going fast.

The way his hands gripped on your hips as the both of you made out in the middle of your bedroom. So many words hung in the air, but neither of you spoke up.

Your arms locked around his neck, your head tilting slightly and he took this as a silent permission to deepen the kiss. Next thing you know he was pushing you down on your bed, hovering above you as his hands started to roam your sides.

That night went by blissfully, being in each other’s arms without a single word being said and just letting your bodies do the talking. You both knew what was happening.

But you two weren’t ready for the consequences.

The next weeks were full of hidden kisses, secret meetups, or whenever Gwen was sure to be in another dimension fixing anomalies.

There wasn’t a day where you had thought of how shitty of a person you were, and the same could be said with Miles. But the heart wants what it wants right? And fate had both your hearts twisted around each other into something that was just too complex to just suddenly cut off.

Miles had tried. He definitely did.

Tried to destroy his feelings for you as he couldn’t handle the guilt. Gwen had known something was up since he was acting strange, but he’d blame it on Spiderman duties. He was still too scared to tell her, not really ready to lose Gwen.

But also wanted so much more of you.

It started to slow down to a halt.

How the time seemed to have stopped, the world stopped turning, and the both of you with the same horrified expression as Gwen stood by the doorframe of his bedroom door, watching as he was positioned above you, hands on the hem of your shirt.

The color seemed to have drained from his face as he scrambled to get out of bed, chasing Gwen out of his apartment and left you in his bed with tears streaming down your face.

It had finally happened, the thing that the two of you were dreading the most.

You stayed seated, covered by his blanket as you leaned against the pillows, staring at the ceiling as more tears fell down silently.

Miles had come back after two hours or so, you couldn’t really tell as you were busy wrapped up in your self-hatred.

He had told you how Gwen broke up with him, and you could tell it was bad by how his eyes were bloodshot and puffy, his nose still sniffing and his lips held a frown you rarely saw on his face.

The two of you didn’t know what to do, but before you could make a decision to distance yourself from him, fate had other plans as he beat you to it.

He wrapped his long arms around you, and the both of you cried that way for the remaining time that the night allowed you until you were sure it was getting quite late.

“Don’t leave me, please.” He had begged, his voice barely above a whisper as he buried his face in your hair. You thought he’d want to push you away for ruining his relationship, but it looks like you thought wrong.

“I need time Miles.” You replied, staining his black shirt with your tears and you felt him nod in silent response. “It’s okay, I’ll wait. No matter how long it takes.”

Soon, it started to move again.

The two of you had ignored each other for months after that, or more like he gave you as much space as you needed. But it was the biggest, fattest mistake you’ve ever made.

You longed for him more than anything despite everything. You know you should be wallowing at how you broke up a relationship, but wanted nothing more to be in his arms once again, and he did too.

You both agreed to meet at the cafe you both had grown accustomed to going to together through the duration of your friendship. You ordered your usual, and he ordered his.

The silence was defeaning, and the noises of the customers around the both of you seemed to have drowned out.

You wanted to say something but as always, Miles beat you to it.

“Can we, start over again?”

And you had nodded, tears forming as a smile danced across your lips. “I’d like that.”

Fin.

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More of my Miles content here babes!

[zombholic]

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐀

summary - a new girl moved into your small town in montana but you guys start off of the wrong foot

description - poc fem!reader, modern!au, modern!abby, older abby, young reader, strong language, reader is the opposite of abby.

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you had just came back home from work, exhausted as always having to close for the fourth time this week. pulling up to park your car at your assigned apartment parking space only to see a u-haul truck taking it up “are you fucking with me..” you had mumbled to yourself before turning on your emergency lights and got out to see who took your spot.

a blonde girl came walking down the stairs of the complex, sweat seeping through her fitted shirt as she came by to pick up more things in the truck, you had walked up to her with her arms crossing your chest “excuse me, you’re parked in my spot.” you tried not to sound so bitchy but you were already so irritated with work.

“no need for the attitude, i’m almost done.” her brow raised up giving you an annoyed look already “i- what? i didn’t give you an attitude— i’ll just wait for you to be done.” you almost proved her right then just decided to get back in your car and wait for her to move.

it had been at least twenty minutes and there was no sign of her moving the damn truck, you decided to just park on the street storming you way back, the cold dark weather not making it any better. walking up the stairs to your apartment you saw a welcoming doormat on what was supposed to be an empty apartment next door, the clues forming in your head.

knocking on the new girls door repeatedly until it finally flung open “what— oh, it’s you” she had a headset around her neck, licking her lips in annoyance “my parking spot? move your shit by tomorrow or—“ “or what?” she cut you off as she leaned against her door frame with her muscular arms crossed across her chest “or i’m gonna get your shit towed blondie” scoffing at her cockiness before opening the door to your home and slamming it shut.

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you couldn’t sleep all night with your new neighbor making so much ruckus it drove you mad, her tv blasting, furniture moving around, her constantly going in n out of her place. rolling out of bed you were contemplating if you should strangle her or not for not letting you have a peaceful slumber.

hearing a pretty loud knock on your door you spit out the toothpaste, dragging your feet on over to open your door “oh god— what do you want” you rolled your eyes at her already agitated with her presence “you gotta stick up your ass or something? i wanted to know if i could barrow a drill or something” your tongue rolled against your cheek before you let her inside.

“i don’t have many tools but..” you bent down to open your bottom cabinet in your kitchen “i have these” you pulled out a small girly tool box that made her actually laugh out loud “a pink tool box?” she opened it to see if it was to any use “keep up that attitude and you’re leaving without any tools” she shot her hands up in defense “thank you neighbor” she grabbed the tools, right before she left you chimed in a question “why would you move here?” the question seemed to tense her up, her jaw clenching and her shoulders stiffened.

“uh- thanks for the tools” she shut your door behind her.

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AUTHORS NOTE — be honest .. do yall want me to continue this series?

[peachywritesstuff]

could you do a hc for Vance if reader and him got in a argument id appreciate it

Eeekk my first Vance ask! I hope you enjoy!

Also I may or may have gotten carried away... oopiseee

Getting into an Agrument with Vance

One thing about Vance is that he is stubborn.

And we all know by now that the dude's got anger issues.

So what I am trying to say is.... yall get into agreement alot. Don't get me wrong you love Vance with your entire heart but sometimes he just made you want to pull your fucking hair out.

Some arguments are about him always ending up in the police station,or him fighting or starting shit with random guys.

When you guys agrue Vance becomes defensive

He never really had anyone in his life that cared for him the way you do who also calls out the shit he does and points out the stuff that isn't ok.

So he is definitely not use to it.

You just don't want to see your boyfriend end up behind bars or dead in a ditch somewhere becuase he picked a fight with the wrong guy.

There is a little yelling but not a full on screaming match between you guys.

Vance may have a mouth of a sailor but he would never call you any degrading name while you two are arguing. He loves,and respect you too much to even think of calling you a slut or a bitch.

It just doesn't sit right with him.

One thing that Vance hates the most is making you cry when you guys agrue he feels like the worst boyfriend in the world for being the reason you are crying.

The fight had to be really bad for tears be involved.

If the fight is so bad that you guys don't even talk to each other for a little why then it will feel like H E L L to Vance.

He hates the silent treatments with a burning passion.

The makeup after the fight is like a brush of fresh air for you and Vance.

There is definitely makeup dates involved.

And he takes you to other places other than the Grab N' Go

And you do stuff for him as well which makes his heart swell because he never had anyone go out of their way for him before.

It makes him feel special ☺

Now, we talked about you crying during arguments but....what about Vance?

If it comes to the point Vance cries during the fight then the mood instantly shifts.

Seeing Vance Hopper cry is not a good sight.

I feel like the arguments with Vance just makes him feel like he doesn't deserve you.

Becuase he feels like a shity boyfriend half the time and just feels like you can do better than someone like him.

He grew up surrounded by violence and anger 24/7. And the result of that is him having anger issues and not being able to control his emotions sometimes.

He is afraid that one day you will have enough and leave him for someone who can give you more than he can.

Cuz to him....you deserve the entire galaxy.

Hense why he cries sometimes when you guys agrue.

He just can't help how he is sometimes.

You just have to remind him that you would never leave him,and that relationships have their ups and downs

But the good thing about all of this is, since being with you he is trying to be better.

He isn't getting into fights all the time (unless for a good reason) and has been working better on his anger issues.

He is trying that's all that matters.

Vance always thinks how he gotten so lucky with you?

This thought just makes him hold you tighter.

He doesn't plan on letting you go anytime soon. :)

[besthimbomachine]

my love when it counted. 01

summary: When Kenny’s ex girlfriend is hired to work at AEW he is forced to face his mistakes, his feelings, and the mess he’d made of something he once treasured. Not an easy thing, but pretending each other don't exist in some backstage cold war really wasn't going to help. (there was no abuse, violence, or cheating in their previous relationship) pairing: kenny omega x reader word count: 3337 warning: none, a little angst if you squint starting off easy in this chapter, this is more of an introduction, we pick up the pace (and the drama) way more in the next one, and you can expect smut later on in this too. Meanwhile, I'm also gonna be working on that smut yall voted for, so keep a watch to see when that comes out! Anyways, here is something that's NOT smut for you to read on this Holy Friday!!

01.

“Shit.”

Kenny’s hushed voice broke through the noise in the food court, his broken half whisper reaching Matt across the table. Looking up, he caught Kenny’s eyes widening in shock, like a deer in headlights. He watched as his friend went from shock to tension in a moment before he sent his gaze scattering down. Shit, and here he thought he’d be able to have a calm, peaceful meal. Just his luck.

By this point, Matt didn’t even need to look back to know the footsteps behind him were yours. Kenny’s reaction was confirmation enough. Just as the man looked down, you passed by Matt on your way, almost as if on cue. You walked in silence, but the sound of your boots cut through the background noise like a dagger. 

Matt knew you were pretending you didn’t see them. Well, pretending you didn't see Kenny. Whenever you saw Matt by himself you were always friendly. On his side, Kenny was - badly - pretending he didn’t see you. That was the unspoken agreement between you two. A cold war that felt terrifying from the outside, but that Matt only saw as sad. He could still remember the days when Kenny and you almost spoke in your own little language. Now he had to watch the two of you act like strangers and just come off being passive aggressive.

Looking up, Matt caught sight of an almost skittish Kenny finishing off his burger in a hurry. There was something unspeakbly weird about watching Kenny fucking Omega looking like some sort of stressed out prey animal. It could be even funny, had he not known that Kenny was more haunted by his own emotions than by you yourself. This was just depressing, tiring, and something Matt had told the man to solve even before his return to the ring. Looking around, he could already see a couple of people looking in his general direction, a sight escaping his lips as he looked back up again.

Kenny turned back to his friend just in time to catch a disapproving expression that he knew all too well by now. Honestly, he wasn’t doing this on purpose. It was just his reaction whenever you entered the room. Just as much as he was sure you weren’t doing the death glare on purpose, you just got on the defensive whenever your eyes crossed. The problem is, it wasn't easy avoiding each other. This situation was an every other show type of thing since Kenny returned to the ring. You’d cross each other for a few seconds and the air would already be tense. 

Shit, sometimes he wondered how he convinced Tony he’d be fine working with his ex.

But there wasn’t much else he could say about it. Kenny genuinely thought he could handle it, but he severely miscalculated your piercing gaze. Besides it’s not like he had anything he could do when Tony personally brought your name up. What would he say? ‘Yeah, no, don’t hire that amazing wrestler at the height of her career because I botched our relationship years and years ago’? Not the most valid of arguments. So, he sucked it up.

Or he tried, at least. God only knew he was trying. When Tony decided he’d hire you, Kenny had still been in recovery. Your name hit him like something out of this world. He felt like the air was infused with your perfume but turned ice cold, freezing his lungs as he tried to draw breath. Like flowers in a graveyard, the bitter sweet beauty of something long gone.

You were good - great actually. So it only made sense. The best business decision. He’d have made the same call in Tony’s place. Besides, far be it from him to stand in the way of your career. So, when the topic of conversation came to that and Tony finally asked if Kenny would be ok with it, he easily agreed. Nodding his head and smiling, assuring himself that it would work. It would have to.

But back then he was still in recovery, stuck at home. This problem would be for another day. But the day always comes. His first two weeks back he hadn’t seen you. No show he was at, you were at. It was a blessing and a curse, living on the edge of a precipice, waiting for the moment he would fall. So, as he waited, he tried to mentally prepare for the inevitable day your paths would cross.

It didn’t work. 

Of course it wouldn’t. How does he even prepare for something like this? You were like a force of nature - at least for him - wrecking his emotions like a fucking tornado. You had that effect on him. The love, the pain, the guilt - just the sight of your eyes stirred them all up in him. Like a storm contained within your gaze.

At first he tried being civil around you, it had been over five years, he was sure you could do it. And you could, playing civility like a good adult, a bit too well even. But the cold politeness of your voice froze his lips and dried his throat. He could feel the burn in his skin, like being dropped in an icy lake. Any deviation from that tone was always aggressive, and Kenny knew your anger was justified, he couldn't really blame you.

It didn’t take him long to decide that speaking was way worse than not speaking. The new plan was to keep his head low and dodge confrontation. He’d avoid pissing you off and maybe, if you were both polite about the whole thing, you’d seem like just strangers. Just leave you to your business and hope you wouldn’t see each other quite so often. Too bad for him, there is only so much space backstage.

“Come on,” Matt’s voice broke Kenny from his thoughts. 

When he looked up again he saw Matt getting up, holding the last of his fries as he signaled for them to go. Kenny could see the same disapproving look still burning in his friend's eyes. Getting up, he followed Matt, though, as he got back to the hallway, he stole another glance before turning around. 

Kenny’s gaze caught yours, just as you were turning back, coffee in hand. The sight was almost nostalgic, like he’d been sent straight back to the past. You had a match in thirty minutes and Kenny remembered this habit of yours pretty well. You’d always get coffee before a match, almost your own good luck charm. For a moment it was like time just hadn’t passed. But the moment soon was gone as he followed Matt into the hallway.

You watched as Matt and Kenny turned a corner, Kenny’s eyes catching yours for a second before they were both gone. There was tension in your muscles and bones as you started making your way to your locker room. You’d been trying to avoid Kenny as much as possible, avoid his gaze like it was the devil. Though, every now and again you’d turn around and find him staring at you. Find his eyes on yours only if just for a moment. And every time you met those baby blues you could feel all the pain you’d pushed down bubbling up to the surface.

Sometimes you wondered if accepting this job had been the right thing to do. Maybe you should have passed it down, thanked Tony for his offer and sent him on his way. Not that you had much of an option though, your time at WWE had finally started wearing you out. The lack of creative freedom making everything  a constant struggle. You almost lost your love for this job all together. 

So, when Tony Khan came forward with an invitation, you had no choice but to accept. What else would you do? Leave wrestling at this point? Not an option. Returning to New Japan was on the table, but you knew that whole place would scream Kenny. You wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without remembering that man. In the end, AEW was the best option. And they offered more money than New Japan, it was easy math.

The only problem was being around the man himself. But you knew that as long as you didn’t have to spend too much time together, you could do it. Be civil, be polite, be professional. You tried that, until he decided to just start pretending you weren’t there all together. And if that was the way he wanted things to be, so be it. Enough of civil and polite, you’d be silent, be curt, be distant. And try not to get caught watching one of Kenny’s matches from one of the backstage monitors. Again.

You couldn’t be sure if Matt knew that you knew, but from the corner of your eye you’d seen him watching you before you moved away. He was courteous enough to not mention anything when he came up to talk to you, and for that you were more than thankful. That was early into Kenny’s return, early into you both seeing each other again. Matt - and Nick - had kept that respectful politeness, never bringing your previous relationship up. You were friendly with the brothers and they were friendly with you. But you could feel in Matt’s eyes that hidden look of sorrow reserved for when you can’t really say what you are thinking.

In all honesty, you were just thankful you weren’t getting this look from anybody else. If Nick had the same feelings he did a better job at hiding them. You weren’t close with Adam Cole so you couldn’t know what he thought, but you didn’t really think he cared this deeply. And Hangman, despite being very friendly and warm since your arrival, never really tried bringing up the topic. Anybody else who’d know the story were also smart enough to keep to themselves. It was better that way. You figured that since Matt was closest to Kenny, he’d be the one most involved in this whole ordeal anyways.

As you arrived at the locker room you convinced yourself that it didn’t matter now. It was all in the past. Kenny, his selfish behavior and any feelings you had for him were now relics that you promised to leave behind when you took that plane in Japan. You were a different person from all those years ago and Kenny could hold you down no longer. And if Matt had anything to say he could speak up or leave it. But now, neither of them mattered, you had a match to fight. A match to win. And win you would.

From his spot backstage Kenny could hear clearly the moment your entrance music started playing. The crescendo of the beat over the booming crowd filling his ears as he made his way around the place. The song now was nothing like the one he had gotten used to associating you with. It was more aggressive and intense than your old New Japan song. It was a good song, great even. But it made his heart heavy with the realization of how much time had passed, and how time can change people.

Before the bell could ring he spotted one of the monitors backstage, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw you on the screen. He’d gotten into this bad habit since he returned, whenever you had a match he’d find the most isolated TV backstage and watch it from there. The first time he did it he said it would be only once, to fill his curiosity, he wouldn’t keep on doing this. Clearly, that didn’t work out.

Truth is, he didn’t watch your fights before you came to AEW. Well, mostly. In the beginning he refused to watch your matches out of pride. But when your absence started gripping at his heart he finally caved. Kenny missed you with him but he missed seeing you in the ring too, New Japan felt emptier without you. So one day he gave in and watched one of your fights.

He tuned in just as you were making your way to the ring, sporting new gear with a bold new song to go with it. The match started and you were beautiful, magnificent even. An exuberant exhibition of power and athleticism, of speed and resilience. You were better than before, stronger, more daring. An unleashed storm that had stayed far too long contained. It had been a few months since you left and you were doing well. You seemed to even be doing better. 

Kenny could feel jealousy and envy gripping at him, tasting like acid in his mouth. He wanted to hate the way you looked in the new gear but he couldn’t deny how it flattered your body in the best ways. When the match ended and your song played he could feel the music sticking in his throat and choking his breath. But the worst part was the voice in the back of his mind whispering a question: had he been holding you back all this time? When he turned off the TV his throat felt sore and his body tense, trying hard to push these thoughts to the back of his mind. 

That cycle would repeat a couple more times. He’d miss you more and want to know about your life and thus, he’d go looking for your matches - you’d blocked him on social media so that's as good as he got. Though, every time he’d feel bad, at first it was jealousy, but soon it morphed into something heavier, duller, and far more contemplative. After watching a couple of your matches, and feeling pain creep into his mind every single time, he just decided to let it go. Let you live your life without him knowing any of it.

And that was how he lived for years, only occasionally hearing any news about you. That is, until the news was that you were joining AEW. Now he sat in an empty corner backstage, watching your fight from a monitor in the wall. Like an addict, he kept coming back, watching every match with glued eyes. It still brought a tinge of pain from the corners of his mind but he just couldn’t stop it. He couldn’t bear being in the same arena as you and not watching you fight. It just felt wrong.

Time had been kind with Kenny though, mellowing his conflicting thoughts and brash nature until he could finally enjoy the show. He watched as you stood on the ropes, facing the crowd in pride as your song died down. The leather in your gear shining under the spotlights, shaping your body as your exposed skin glowed under the bright colors. It was a sight to behold, you were just as beautiful as the day you left New Japan. Maybe even more. 

The bell rang and the match started and Kenny was already leaning forward, wide blue eyes fixed on your image on the screen. You moved with purpose and ferocity, an electric storm taken human form, just as dangerous and grand. Watching you like this was almost like going back to the old days. Like you’d meet after the match and he’d drag you into some dark broom closet to sate the desire you caused on him. Not like he didn’t want that right now. You still had that same effect on him, the sight of your disheveled hair and the way you looked in your gear having his blood rushing down in record time.

But he knew that was then and this was now. He couldn’t keep on feeding a longing that would lead nowhere. Over the time he’d been watching your matches, Kenny couldn’t help but notice the changes. There was more certainty to your step now, doubt like a non existent thought to you. There was more of an edge too, the hunger and fearlessness of an apex predator. 

It was clear you’d gained experience and wisdom but it still was like time hadn’t passed, at least not for you. You kept the same energy and agility from before, maybe even more. Still fast to get back on your feet, and even faster to regain the upper hand. An athlete in peak form. It made Kenny even more conscious of how he’d started feeling time and his injuries weighing down on his bones. Like he’d aged twenty years while you only aged five.

Shaking his head he tried to ignore those thoughts. Focus on the match, on the way your body moved and the magnetism it held over him, like the ocean to the moon. Kenny watched you with bated breath, shaking in his seat whenever a hit landed, tensing whenever you went down. It was like the backstage got warmer as he could feel the sweat gathering on his hands, lip caught between his teeth as he watched you make the crawl to the ropes.

Kenny hated this part, of course he knew you weren’t made of glass - you’d told him that a million times - but he still did. He was fidgeting in place as he watched your hand reach its target, digging his nails into the box under him. You struggled back to your feet and Kenny’s eyes widened with every shot you took, a smile breaking through his grin when you finally landed a hit again. 

Regaining your footing, you made a run for the corner and Kenny felt his chest tighten. Your love of the top rope always had him tense as he watched you climb up with ease and prepare for a jump. He watched with held breath as you wound up before taking flight, body twisting in the air. With a sigh he released the breath from his lungs as you landed a perfect corkscrew moonsault, the crowd outside cheering alongside him. That sealed the fight as you pinned your opponent and soon the three count was done, bell ringing outside as your song started playing.

Kenny sighed in relief, watching as you raised your fists in victory. You’d won, no ugly hits, no bad falls, a beautiful match, perfectly done. He felt lighter knowing his worries had been for nothing, as he always did at the end of your matches - although, in the back of his mind he always knew, all it took was one unlucky moment. Your song started dying down once more as you made your way back, Kenny getting up and stretching to release the stress in his body. When he turned around, he saw Matt in the hallway.

“She is still quite something, isn’t she?” Matt’s voice was soft, a mix of awe and sorrow seeping through his low tone. Kenny couldn’t tell if that was nostalgia or something worse all together.

“Damn,” Kenny paused, hand sliding down his hair as words failed him for a second, “she’s something else already. A whole other beast,” he paused again, hoping his voice didn’t betray the tightness in his throat. “Makes New Japan seem even longer back,” with effort, Kenny looked back at Matt, being met with his friend’s piercing gaze and hoping his eyes didn’t reveal the deep crack in his heart or how heavy it weighed on him.

“Yeah,” Matt smiled, white teeth showing but the expression still not fully reaching his eyes, “come on man, show is gonna end soon, we gotta get ready.”

Walking up to Kenny, he threw his arms over his friend’s shoulder, holding tight as he guided them into the hallway. They both knew what Matt really wanted to say - yet again. Though this time Kenny needed to hear this, he needed to talk about it, for everyone's sake. But this was a conversation to be had in private, alway from the praying eyes backstage. So Matt would save it for when the night was over, and hope this time they could make that leap.

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She Gets the Last Word Part 2

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: We all know that the First Lady doesn't play when it comes to her husband and PG do not want to have to feel her wrath again 🤭🤭🤭

Synopsis: After dismissing Anitta from the set of First Class, their paths cross again months later at the VMA's hoping that the message from First Lady is still loud and clear.

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Read Part 1 first

Requested by two of my lovely anons and I combined their requests since both centered around the VMA’s. 

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“Oohh my baby looks so good!” You say as you were reaching up to kiss him but ended up kissing Urban’s hand instead which resulted in you smacking the back of his head. 

“Cut the shit. We should have been gone ten minutes ago.”

“If you don’t get your ass on and let me kiss my husband.” You made a motion to reach up towards him again and instead Urban got in the middle and you ended up kissing his cheek.

“Urban Henry, I’m about to beat you up.”

“You can kiss all yall want later, for now move it!” You then reached up and wiped the remnants of your lipstick off Urban’s cheek.

“Urb, who left you in charge?” Jack asked while laughing and he was finally able to steal a kiss from you.

“Obviously I need to be in charge because if it was left up to me we would have been in the car downstairs already.”

You immediately rolled your eyes as Jack took your hand in his and the three of you started making your way to the elevator. 

Once you reached the bottom floor, everyone was staring at the three of you as Urban held up his hands in defense. 

“Not my fault, I tried. You know Y/N takes forever to get ready.”

“The hell were yall doin? Fuckin?” Druski asked as he looked between the both of you.

“And if we were? I can fuck my husband as much as I please.” You answered while all Jack did was smirk. 

“Yes, babe you can but not when we’re running on a tight schedule.” Brandi added as she reached over to fix your earring. 

“They can wait.” You replied while shrugging.

All of PG, Druski, Julissa, Brandi, and Neelam piled in two SUVs and were now on the way to walk the red carpet at the 2022 VMAs. 

In the first car it was PG and Druski and you felt as though it was a good time to remind them of one simple request before Jack’s big night started.

“PG, I have one simply request for tonight.”

Everyone exchanged glances wondering what your request could possibly be or possibly be about.

“Anything mamas.”

“Make sure Anitta stays the fuck away from my man otherwise I’ll send her the rest of that video along with the other one. I’ll smack a hoe too. I ain’t forget the shit yall pulled.”

“CORRECTION. THE SHIT YOUR HUSBAND PULLED. WE WARNED HIM NOT TO DO IT!”

“Y/N!!”

“Yall said anything!”

“Shit, say less. I’m not trying to have my life flash before my eyes again.” Shloob exclaimed while looking over at you.

“I would pay to see you fight her though.” 2fo confessed and Jack looked over at him with wide eyes.

“Don’t give her any ideas because her ass will do it.”

“Without hesitations.”

“I’m not going back and forth with any of you. I said what I said. Jack this night is really special for you and I want it to go smoothly. However, I will not hesitate to cut a bitch’s throat. Just make sure yall post my bail.”

“Damn, Y/N! When did you get so violent?” Druski asked while looking over at you.

“She always been violent.”

“Nemo, shut up!”

“Uhh, Jack am I lying?”

You looked over at your husband and saw that he was trying not to laugh.

“BABY!”

“I’m sorry mamas but you have. Yall remember when it took almost all of us to break up that fight between her and what was the girls name?”

“Britney Evans! I ain’t never gonna forget that shit. Y/N pulled out half of her tracks.”

“Hmph, that hoe was asking for it. She kept spreading rumors about me.”

“What was the rumor?”

“That I sucked Jack’s dick behind the bleachers at lunch.”

“Well, was it true?”

You got a startled look on your face before looking over at Jack and the two of you busted out laughing.

“So, what if it was? She still didn’t have any business having my name in her mouth.”

“YALL HAVE ALWAYS BEEN FREAKY AS ALL HELL.”

“BROAD DAYLIGHT AT HIGH NOON?!”

“I was horny.” Jack replied while shrugging not seeing anything wrong.

“Should have been somewhere learning something but noooo you just had to get your dick wet.”

“He was learning that he doesn’t like to be deep throated.”

“Y/N, SPARE US THE DETAILS PLEASE.”

“And then I made her send me the video she took of us before I made her delete it.”

“YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THAT.” Jack exclaimed and looking over at you surprised.

“Oh, must have slipped my mind.”

“How does something like that just slip your mind?!”

“Baby, let’s focus on the task at hand.”

“Nah, I’m definitely about to get you for that later.”

“Can’t wait.”

“Can yall chill for five minutes?!”

The both of you looked at each other before answering 2fo.

“No.”

“I am literally amazed everyday that you aren’t pregnant.”

“I just make sure Jack’s cum goes any and everywhere else. Usually it’s my boobs or my stomach. He got it in my hair one time and I was ready to fight him.”

“Y/N, is nothing off limits?! You just don’t care what comes out your mouth!”

“Uhh yall are my best friends. I shouldn’t have to put on a filter around yall.”

“Umm, wait you said you would send her the rest of the video and the other one. What’s the other one?”

“Jack face fucking me.”

“OKAY THAT’S ENOUGH.”

“Well yall asked!” You replied while moving closer to Jack and him wrapping an arm around you.

“Definitely one of my favorites. You took me so well.”

“Or.. should I send her the cream pie one? What do you think babe?”

“Y/N PLEASE MY VIRGIN EARS CANNOT TAKE ANYMORE.”

“Urban you haven’t been a virgin since you were 14. Get the hell on with that shit. Her name was Crystal and you liked her because she had the biggest set of boobs in our grade.”

“You ain’t have to air all my business out like that.”

“Uhh, we literally all know. Druski is the only one who didn’t.” You replied while rolling your eyes.

“You can send me both. For research purposes of course.”

“Fuck off Druski.”

---

You spent the night looking up at your husband in absolute awe.

You were so proud of him and the fact that he was actually getting the recognition was beyond amazing.

Any time he got nervous, he simply looked over at you and you would give him a small smile.

You knew as well as everyone else that your husband was the shit.

As always, PG were sitting all in a row, but they were now joined by Druski, Lil Nas X, and Dua Lipa herself.

You were conversing with Dua when you heard that Anitta would be performing next.

All of them instantly tensed up and looked towards you to see if you had a reaction.

You simply went back to your conversation with Dua not paying it any mind. 

The two of you were discussing a possible collab in the future as well as you wanting her to possibly model for your new clothing line that you would be starting soon.

PG kept their promise and made sure that she didn’t come within ten feet of your man even though you know she wanted to.

You peeped her looking over at PG on the red carpet, she made a motion as if she was getting ready to come closer to them until Jack turned to the right showing that you were hugging that side of his body. Since Jack’s tall frame was shielding you, she didn’t know that you were there too.

Once she did, she walked in the other direction.

The lights dimmed and her performance started and it looked as if everyone in the row was uncomfortable.

Not you though. You could out perform that bitch any day of the week. 

Druski was in his own little world and trying to sing along even though he had no idea what she was saying.

Jack was massaging small circles on the back of your hand and looking down.

Urban was trying to look anywhere but at Anitta.

Nemo played on his phone.

2fo kept his eyes down and to the right 

Ace Pro was trying to avoid eye contact with you.

Quiiso was trying to find something to distract himself.

Shloob was looking at Cope who also made sure not to look at Anitta.

Even though Cope hadn’t be there on set for the exchange between you and Anitta, he wasn’t taking any chances of your having anger aimed towards him.

Once her performance was over, no one in your row clapped besides Druski.

He then looked over at all of you clearly confused.

Until he made eye contact with you and stopped clapping which instantly made you smirked.

Since you all were literally sitting in the front, Anitta quickly caught onto this and the two of you made eye contact.

You simply sent a small smile her way and she got a solemn expression on her face indicating her frustration but quickly recovered since she knew that the cameras were on her. 

“Is it safe to look up now?” Cope whispered at Shloob who then looked over at you.

All you did was nod and let out a small laugh.

Anitta knew better than to try you again.... or so you thought.

All of PG were now backstage waiting to be seated in the makeshift plane to get ready for Jack’s performance with Fergie when she made her presence known.

She had just accepted an award and thank goodness none of you were out there to hear her speech.

If you had tomatoes, you would have threw them at her.

“Jack.” She called out and everyone went wide eyed except you.

“Oh shit.”

“Nuh uh, she better keep it moving.”

“God, I am not tryna die today by the hands of the first lady.”

She tried to move closer to Jack who still had yet to respond to her, but you stepped directly in front of him before she could get any closer.

All Jack did was rub the back of his neck indicating his nervousness. 

“Did you need something?” You calmly looked up and asked her since she literally towered above you.

“I just wanted to say congratulations Y/N that’s all.” She responded while holding up her hands in defense.

“Okay you did so move on.”

“Hmm, I still see Jack has yet to put his dog on a leash.”

All you then saw was red.

“BITCH!” You immediately took off your shoes and lunged for her and she immediately jumped back and flinched.

“OH FUCK!”

“WORLD STARRRRR!” You heard Druski yell as he took out his phone.

“BABY! DON’T!” Thank God Jack and Urban caught you before you could get to her as everyone was now standing around nervous and not knowing what to do.

“I got your dog you dumb ass bitch. You talk a whole lotta shit for someone who can’t back it up. However, I can and have no hesitations to whoop your ass when the awards are over.”

Anitta then suddenly started to look nervous and simply shook her head.

“Whatever.”

“Naw it ain’t whatever. I will mop the floor with you.”

“Shit, she not lyin. I’ve seen her in action. Don’t let her being little fool you.”

“Take your ass on. I’ve now warned you twice to stay away from him. The third time I won’t be so nice.”

“I was just literally trying to get to my seat on the plane and Y/N is over here choosing violence.” You heard Lil Nas X say before he busted out laughing.

“Well you can thank this bitch for that.” You said while eyeing her up and down.

Without another word, she walked into the other direction but not before letting out a deep breath indicating her frustration.

Jack then reached down to help you put your shoes back on and help you to your seat.

“I’m sorry, babe.”

“No, don’t apologize. Shit was kinda funny actually. I love how you’re always ready to fight for your man.”

“And don’t you ever fucking forget it.” You responded as he reached down to kiss you.

“NO! STOP! We don’t want to be a witness to yall eating each other’s faces off and fucking.”

“Send me the video you were talking about earlier!”

“What video?” Dua then asked clearly confused.

“NO DRUSKI. IT’S FOR ME AND MY WIFE’S EYES ONLY.”

“Sharing is caring.”

“What video?!” Dua asked again.

“Jack was face fucking her! Oh and the cream pie one too!”

“Damn, I’d pay to see that. I know that pretty mouth took him so well” Dua responded while winking over at you.

“I don’t share my wife!”

“But you do with Urban!”

“Imma beat the shit outta yall if yall don’t shut up!”

“Are we shooting a porn scene and no one told me?” Chloe asked before busting out laughing.

“I’m down if I can be the third to Jack and Y/N.” Dua confessed before taking her seat.

“Me first!” Druski yelled and the two of you rolled your eyes.

You were now back sitting in the audience with PG while Jack was still backstage changing from his performance.

Dua was set to present the last award of the night and you just so happen to be nominated.

Right along with Anitta.

For video of the year.

I mean you didn’t really feel a type of way about it since all you were focused on Jack and he had had an amazing night and deserved every award that he had gotten.

All you could think about was those late nights and him feeling discouraged, but you would reassure him time and time again that his hard work would some day pay off.

And you were right.

“And now I present to you the last award of the night for video of the year. Let’s take a look at the nominees.”

“Doja Cat, Woman.”

“Lil Nas X and Jack Harlow, Industry Baby.”

“Harry Styles, As it Was.”

“Anitta, Envolver.”

“Y/N Harlow, Big Energy.”

“Ed Sheeran, Shivers.”

Since your emotional support person was backstage, Urban opted to hold your hand which you did at all award shows when you would be nominated.

The butterflies in your stomach that would erupt would be on 1,000.

The way you looked at it, you would be satisfied if anyone won the award.

Except her.

“And the award goes to....”

Dua looked down at the paper and laughed before revealing who it was.

“The beautiful lady that I keep shooting my shot at, none other than... Y/N HARLOWWW! BIG ENERGY!!”

Your eyes immediately began to water as you stood up and made your way to the stage.

Winning awards was something that you never took lightly and you were grateful that people recognized your talent enough in order for you to be nominated. 

Urban had helped you up the steps and you hugged Dua before taking the award from her.

“So proud of you!”

“Thank you. I’m just..wow.”

You made your way to begin your acceptance speech and was met with nothing but screams and applause.

“Yall... yall are too good to me. I definitely did not expect this and if any of you know me yall know I was rooting for my husband to win.”

“WE KNOW!”

You immediately laughed before shaking your head.

“I definitely did not think Big Energy would be as big as it was and I only have my fans to thank for that. Oh, and make sure yall thank Jack because he’s the first one that heard it and I honestly wasn’t even going to release it.”

Just then you were startled by someone picking you up and bringing you into a bone crushing hug.

No one other than your husband.

“My wife is the shit and don’t yall forget it! What I tell you mamas?! What I tell you?!”

You immediately heard a series of aww’s from the exchange between the two of you. Jack then reached down to lightly kiss you before allowing you to finish your speech.

“Whew yall my man so fine and we just love a supportive spouse,”

“YES WE DO!”

“But, I love yall. PG this is literally only the beginning and I cannot wait to see what the future holds for us.”

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y/ninsta: I AM SO PROUD OF MY BABY!!! My husband is the shit and don't you forget it 🥺

jackharlow: I love you mamas. thank you for always being there for me. couldn’t have done this without you constantly pushing me for greatness.

y/ninsta: I love you more and I wouldn't have it any other way. 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta don't start with an I love you war

y/ninsta: jackharlow you won last time. it's my turn. 🤣😂

dualipa: jackharlow well deserved!!! Now lemme get a copy of that video...

jackharlow: dualipa just when we were starting to be on good terms you just had to act outta pocket

saweetie: what video!?

sza: SPILL IT

druski2funny: I agree with dualipa. I need mine for research purposes.

theestallion: WHAT VIDEO

druski2funny: all imma say is who knew y/n liked to be face fucked 🤭

y/ninsta: druski2funny that's why I don't tell you anything

Liked by y/ninsta, dualipa, urbanwyatt. druski2funny, champagnepapi, and 3,497,861 others

jackharlow: We got nothin but winners in this family. my wife and I respectfully letting yall know. So proud of you gorgeous. 😍😍

y/ninsta: I just knew you and lilnasx were about to win lol

lilnasx: wouldn’t have anyone else but you taking it if it didn’t go to us!

y/ninsta: lilnasx aww thank you honey 💕

saweetie: GO BEST FRIEND! that green on you is amazing!

y/ninsta: saweetie thank you bestie! jackharlow actually picked out my outfit!

saweetie: jackharlow oh so you do have some fashion sense

jackharlow: saweetie what’s that supposed to mean?!

y/ninsta: saweetie he not no fashionista but he fly tho! 😌

normani: look as long as it wasn’t ol girl lol

urbanwyatt: y/n was this close to kicking her ass backstage

saweetie: urbanwyatt SPILL IT NOW. I knew my ass should have went. 

urbanwyatt: saweetie me and jack literally had to hold her back. umm the girl who shall not be named spoke to jack and y/n immediately stepped in front of him making sure she didn’t come any closer. all of us just knew we were about to be posting bail money

lilnasx: BITCHHH when Y/N threw off her shoes I was like AWW SHIT

2forwoyne: and then you had druski2funny’s dumbass screaming world star and instigating the shit and he pulled out his phone to record it

jackharlow: shloob was praying not to die 😂🤣

shloob_: shit that’s what ol girl needed to be doing. when y/n lunged my eyes went so wide

druski2funny: 2forwoyne well somebody had to do it!

nemo: I got flashbacks to when she got into a fight with that Britney girl our sophomore year and got suspended for five days

y/ninsta: nemo IT WAS ONLY THREE

2forwoyne: y/ninsta your ass still got suspended tho

dualipa: thank God for jackharlow and urbanwyatt’s quick reflexes lol

neelamthadhani: when are people going to realize that y/n doesn’t play about jack and jack doesn’t play about y/n

y/ninsta: neelamthadhani it seems like imma have to beat somebody’s ass before the message gets across. oh anitta!!! jackharlow sent you another video!!

anitta: y/ninsta I just wanted to say congrats that’s it 

y/ninsta: anitta you can do that on social media

anitta: y/ninsta he’s a grown ass man that can have friends

saweetie: anitta take your ass on somewhere because y/n is about to tear into your ass. don’t say nobody warned you.

y/ninsta: anitta not friends that are women who like to sit on his lap and want to fuck him. been doing that since we were 15 and trust and believe he wants for nothing. get your own man because jackharlow is taken and has been for ten years. if you want to be a hoe, go somewhere else and do it. not in the Harlow household because you will get your ass beat

jackharlow: what my wife says goes and vice versa 😌

dualipa: jackharlow I can still get a taste tho right or the video? whichever you feel generous enough to give

jackharlow: dualipa see yourself out NOW

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[papil0nglegs]

Vox + Daughter!Android! Reader

(Platonic)

Chapter 1: Glowing Eyes

(Ch.1)

Warnings: Swearing, reader is “naked” (it’s a robot yall)

A/n: this WAS my first fic but I’m updating cuz looking back at it I know that I could’ve done sm better 😞in my defense I thought this would be a one time thing so ya, enjoy <33

Vox had been working on a huge project for years, way before Charlie had even been born. Ever since he started VoxTech, he always had an idea of a small robotic maid who did as one told them to. But of course, this would take many years to complete. Turns out making a robot maid cyborg isn’t the easiest thing in the world.

You were in a secret room, away from all his other products he had been making since the start. Mostly because you needed loads of stuff to complete you, but also because he felt the need to protect you, you were his creation after all. How could he not get attached?

He needed to protect you from the world, that includes Val and Velvette. He couldn’t let their hands on you, especially when Val has his breakdowns about one of his stars ignoring him for even a second. So he was the only one who knew you for the time being.

This little chamber he kept you in had you hanging against the wall, wires connected to the back of your entire body. You were made of stainless steel, and your joints had a turquoise glow between the cracks.

Your body was fairly short, you had a chibi like body with your arms and limbs being somewhat like mega man’s. You were a close 5’0 and you had electric patterns following the sides of your body. You had no face tho, just two ovals that would eventually glow an electric blue when you booted up.

Sometimes while he was in the room alone working on you, he’d “talk” to you. At first he thought of it as a joke, saying things like “Aren’t you a piece of work huh?” He’d say to you as if he were expecting an answer from your limp body.

After a bit, he felt a sort of connection to you. Since he normally acts fake around most people, news reporters, his v-team, the people that works for him etc. He felt like he could be more real with you, you didn’t react to what he said, you didn’t try giving him any advice, you just “listened”.

He’d go on rants about how much his little v-shits are such a pain to deal with, and how much he wishes he’d get a bit more appreciation around the building.

“This little smiling fuck, comes back, out of NOWHERE thinking he can be put up to me? Well not this time! I swear when I get my hands on him his big dumb smile will be wiped off the face of hell!!”

He yells while buffering a bit pacing around the room to you. He sighed sitting back down in his chair, turning his screen fan on to cool down-getting ready to get back to working on you.

Time skip: present

It was finally complete..you were finally complete. He dreaded for this day for so many years, and now, he can see if all his work actually meant something. If it was actually worth it.

He pushed the large red button-one that he’d always glare at at the end of a long day of working on you-to have the wires lower you to the floor, and release you from what kept you hanging up there.

Steam filled the area you were standing in because of the wires, and once it was clear, all he can see was you. Your upper body limp but your legs standing. He was confused, you were supposed to be on by now-what happened? Did he forget to add something? We’re all those years of making you the best you can be a waste? What went wr-

Suddenly, he hears a fan starting up. Your head lifts, followed by your eyes blinking turquoise lights rapidly before holding that light. You were just standing there, staring at him.

“Holy #$*%..”

You decide to move towards him, putting each foot in front of the other, your upper body still being limp, but you head remaining in its place. As you tried to move towards him, you fell. He caught you before your body hit the cold floor.

You looked up at him, recognizing him. It was a feeling you never had before, mostly because you just gained consciousness like five seconds ago, but you felt a sense of familiarity, along with curiosity. He looked proud, but confused. All his work is finally done, you were a spectacle. One that he had to keep safe with his life.

“eugh, we’re gonna get your ass some clothes.”

[streaminn]

Streamer au: Junior year stalker edition

Aight guys, lemme drop some lore shit on yall for the streamer au

We all know that sophomore year (season 1) is all abt Wednesday. Tyler is there etc etc, it's all show except more signs of Wenclair pop in and Enid kills Tyler in self defense by the end. They continue onto the second semester, more signs of the stalker show up and it just seems like little pranks and horrible dark morbid jokes has Wednesday huffing out what could be a laugh.

Enid is seen getting more and more irate, gets easier to piss off during this semester and alot more overprotective. Then the year ends

Wenclair get closer during the summer break, stalker isn't able to send dumb rose stems with thorns anymore and Enid is relieved

Junior year rolls around and it's a new semester. This time, while Wednesday is still a focus there's more Enid screen time. Her mental is a little bit down the drain bc after her first shift, she hasn't been able to shift at all

Like sure she can bare her teeth, actually growl and showcase her nails much longer than before but that's it

No call of the moon every month

Family isnt so supportive of that.

she's been having these dreams lately and this whole stalker thing with Wednesday is stressing her tf out. Like sure it looks like an admirer who's trying their best to go try Wednesday aesthetic in an attempt to woo but she's not jealous!

She's worried!

And.. Maybe a little concerned. She and Wednesday literally confessed into loving each other sometime during the semester. She just wanted to confront them and see what they're planning because while Wednesday can see it as courting, Enid wonders if someone is planning to kill her girlfriend?? (loved one?? They haven't talked it out yet)

So she catches a whiff of a scent and seeks out the stalker herself.

Surprise surprise, it's a guy. Og plan was for them to be the left over gang who did the raven prank. Then I realized that with how odd the Addams family is, death threats might come off as 'romantic' inclined gifts and it made me think of using xavier

Maybe he got approached by these guys and got roped into it. He could've had plausible deniability, if it weren't for the fact that he helped give the boys access to silver. Xavier was a good kid, he meant well

But enid kept hovering over wednesday and it was frustrating. He could have a chance, he just needed her out of the way for a moment

When promised such a thing, it's not his fault he accepted

The boys sought revenge for Tyler, having heard that it was Enid who killed him. They were planning to strike Wednesday originally, thinking that it's her influence that made him think outcasts were ok to hangout with until they heard the news from sheriff galphin during Tyler's funeral.

Killed by a werewolf, they were told. It wasn't hard to pinpoint a werewolf with fresh scars in nevermore. This just proved their point, outcasts are dangerous! Enid most especially.

She could go insane, they whisper. Don't you see? The scars are just the start of it. Can you really trust a murderer?

Anyways, enough of that.

Enid gets captured, shit goes down when she went missing for three or so days. Maybe a week if I want to push it but when Wednesday finally figures out where Enid is, she can't believe she didn't realize where.

Wends barges into the place because ofcourse they would be in the crypt, stuck somewhere deeper inside. In the older cells where they kept outcasts in the olden days.

Enid's low key barely hanging on, but she's breathing and she doesn't know how long it's been.

Until she smells Wednesday and the sound of her being struck.

Wednesday has an odd relationship with jericho's police department but even he knows that there's some truth in Wednesday's words at times

There's no harm in checking out the crypt she mentioned to him right?

He smells the thick scent of blood just as he steps inside and immediately calls for back up.

It's silent in there, barely a whisper and when the rest of his crew show up, they all crawl in with a bad feeling in their stomach.

They stumble across five dead bodies and a stained red Enid Sinclair cradling Wednesday Addams the deeper they went.

What they see is akin to a massacre and it isn't until it needs to be documented did they realize that it was a warning.

There's guts spread onto the wall, an organ hanging onto a cell bar and blood staining the mouth of Enid Sinclair.

It's not hard to put two and two together.

She gets taken into custody. Her wounds get categorized and she's left in a cell with a muzzle and mittens on for protection.

It's in jail that Enid finally gets to process everything.

They weren't just dreams. It was memories. Past instances of old werewolves dying, it was a warning.

And she hears them clearly, the choir and is now aware that something is deathly wrong with her.

Enid misses the first semester because of her time. She's still a suspect, she still has her trial.

Wednesday visits as much as she can, it helps keep the noise down.

It isn't until three months away (missing winter break and the start of the second semester) from nevermore did the case settle and Enid was declared a free man for she acted in self defense. The unnecessary amount of force that the normies insisted on was excused by the large amount of silver coated in Enid's own remains

she's different, alot more quiet but then Wednesday hugs her just as she's released and maybe, she can act like everything is okay

--

Did the Addams family low key bribe the judge? Maybe..

Anyways, some stuff here is gonna be mentioned again for their senior year! Which I will reblog onto this but here are my general thoughts that happened during their sophomore year

They're like what 16-17 here? So rip Enid, she's going through some things but atleast she seems pretty ok present time

[stevie-petey]

oh my god OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY TO WAKE UP TO CHAPTER FOUR YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAA

okay insights, i love dustin & bug soooo much like they're literally the cutest siblings everrrr, makes me wish i had a younger cutesy brother.

and can i just say i KNEW that mrs. waters was connected to mrs. driscoll??? like my GUT SAID IT. at first i thought omg what if mrs. waters is that old lady then i remembered noooo the name was different but i immediately thought that they're connected in some way and I WAS RIGHT

dude, the scene where bug is sitting on steve's lap ??? -$(1)#+8292(2(2(+22 i LOST IT LIKE HOLY SHIT

(i will not be complaining anymore about why they're being idiots because i understand and love them and im lowkey loving the slow burn) and we're getting cloooose to chapter 6 so that's lovely, the wait is almost over :D

the fight with nance? INSANE. i genuinely never thought nancy could be mad a bug but cmon it's nancy, her anger is always on her nose annnnd absolutely get where she's coming from i mean but poor bug :( baby's just trying to be there for everyone but everything keeps going wrong.

i love erica & bug. im pretty sure she'll start sticking close to bug now that all of this is happening, can't wait to see that development

and my baby robin is down BADDDDD. it's okay, robin we GET IT.

"Hendersons with Harrington" SO FUCKIN ADORABLE ISTGGGGG

also did bug faint at the end? or is she having a panic attack, a bit confused lmao

and lastly, i was thinking about come home yesterday and how everything might take place and season 3, im excited to know what's up BUT season 4 is going to be so JUICYYYY. with the byers moving, the kids getting so big. what's gonna be bug's college scene. AND HER RELATIONSHIP WITH EDDIE I AM SO FUCKIN EXCITED TO SEE THATTTTT

okay now i take your leave, thanks for feeding us, m. love you <3

dustin n bug <333 theyre the best siblings i ADORE THEM !!! and as for mrs waters u were right 🤭🤭 she honestly has no real weight besides being bugs boss and knowing mrs driscoll, but i thought itd be a cool tie in and im happy you loved that lil detail ;)

CHAPTER 6 WILL BE YALLS FAVORITE I PROMISE !!!!! GIMME TIME

nancy :( i love her character but yeaaaah shes always been very defensive and prideful (and a girlboss but still) and it was just all her stress piling up. hearing your bfs bff knows more than you do about his feelings ??? guy wrenching and id throw up tbh. bug is stronger than me

and bug didnt faint its the elevator scene !! where they all just fall down the elevator shaft into doom lmao.

season 4 will be a beast and you pointed out some things i cant touch on rn for spoilers but ‼️‼️ beware ‼️‼️

[danmeiconfession]

god i cant wait for this fandom to get reading comprehension when it comes to literally anything related to shen jiu. was shen jiu abused physically, and probably sexually? yes. did luo bingge do a lot of heinous shit as an adult? absolutely.

however. this doesn't erase the fact that the reason luo bingge is the way he is is BECAUSE of shen jiu. you take shen jiu out of the picture. congratulations, that is entirely what created bingmei. shen jiu being abused made him horrible, and thats also what happened with luo bingge. its a cycle of abuse that started with qiu jianluo. thats the point. an entire fucking theme of the book is that love breaks cycles of abuse and we can only improve as people if we have love. thats an entire theme of the book.

anyways. i adore shen jiu. i relate to shen jiu in certain ways. i've spent a lot of time analyzing him because i love him. he's my fave svsss character. thats why i hate the sterilized version of him so many people talk about. yes, he abused disciples other than luo binghe. and while him killing qiu jianluo was understandable, 1. qiu jianluo was 19 when he died 2. the whole thing was horrible for qiu haitang who deserved none of it 3. the guards and other men deserved to die as much as ming fan and the disciples of cang qiong mountain sect when luo bingge burned down the sect. every part of the cycle escalates the violence, the wife who kills luo bingge will likely escalate things even further.

also leave yue qingyuan alone, the only thing he did wrong was allow shen jiu to abuse luo binghe, but yall dont really seem to care about that. qi-ge has trauma too.

https://twitter.com/faelicy/status/1242276073301102593?t=fEtr5thzCsX5YJsqM4Iimg&s=19

Bingmei and Bingge are not as different as you believe,Bingmei SA-ed SY, Bingmei tortured and human-sticked OPM (he deserves it but), killed multiple cultivator and chocked a woman.

& "circle of abuse ended because of power of love" isn't right either, Bingmei continued the circle of abuse he just hasn't tortured SY!SQQ but instead he tortured OPM.

Not to mention SJ abusing multiple disciples has never been confirmed (I don't trust SY's POV on SJ & LQG is also abusing disciplines but no one says anything), him killing other men in Qiu house is a self defense (maybe he even had a mental breakdown)

And YQY's only crime is him not taking SJ's suspicious seriously. (SQH)

[quartztwst]

based and correct 🫵

-🐀

I AMMM LMAOOO

I've been really wanting to say it and I have been on my tiktok stories but they always expire but most of those are directed to the weird adults on Twitter.

[LONG RANT DOWN HERE ABOUT THE TWST FANDOM AND HOW IT SUCKS ASS ON TWITTER]

I find it so funny when twsttwt makes fun of twsttok because of the toxicity when they are also toxic. They are actually the most toxic I have ever seen and of course, it's TWITTER.

They would be hating and doxxing black and trans people when there's literal people sexualizing kids and liking sh0tacon in our fandom. I love the priorities!!! /sarc

And I would love to talk about it on Twitter because this is mostly shit I've seen on there but you know, I don't wanna get doxxed or get told that I'm racefaking!!! Omg!!!

I can't wrap my head around THOSE twst twitter adults on that site. Once someone says "I don't think adults should be sexualizing the twst characters", they genuinely start freaking out and getting angry like LMAOOO

I remember that one time of Twitter where one person said that adults shouldn't yumeship with characters that were under 18 and those adults starting posting and saying their opinions about it.

Like it was pretty stupid. They were saying shit like "omg but they're fictional!!" "They're telling me not to yumeship!!!" "WOW!! SO WE CAN'T LIKE CHARACTERS ANYMORE??" "They look older than their age" "ermm.. ACTUALLY!!! ☝️🤓 TWST is targeted to adults bc the characters portrayed as sexy so it's not our fault!!" and some other shit. "twst adults assemble!!!" or smth.

Basically they all got butthurt about it LMAOOO they tried their best to give out their defenses and reasons. it was so stupid. That almost made me lose respect in adults in certain fandoms.

I explained my thoughts about it better during the time so here's some screenshots of it:

TWST Twitter is such a shocking place to be in.

I still can't forget the time someone doxxed a user JUST FOR BEING BLACK AND TRANS... That's so disgusting. I can't believe we went passed that because it's always in my brain.

And that one time I saw a post that was "exposing" someone for race faking and I KNEW DAMN WELL HOW SUSPICIOUS IT WAS ONCE I SAW THE SCREENSHOT PROVIDED OF THE SOMEONE SAYING "Japan doesn't support sh0tacon yall are fucking gross"

Meaning they only posted the "exposed" tweet so they could cancel a person who didn't like sh0t4c0n. Ok. Wow.

Anyways twst twitter is gross and toxic don't talk about drama on there if u don't wanna get doxxed.

[sillylittlelemon]

HELLO!! ok sorry I’m not sure if ur still doing match ups so u can just ignore this if u want but could I get a saiki k and a hazbin hotel matchup <33

- I’m a certified yapper and I will ramble on about my interests for hours

- Im a big people pleaser and I try my best to make everyone around me feel comfortable and appreciated

- I tend to tolerate toxic behaviour just to avoid abandonment

- Im a romcom enthusiast and a bit of a film buff

- I like loads of music and singers but lately I’ve been loving my bloody valentine , salvia palth , alex g and Tyler the creator.

- My love languages are probably acts of service and physical touch.

- My humour is kinda all over the place and Im a sucker for dad jokes and well thought out dirty jokes

- I’m a hopeless romantic and I would probably fall head over heels for anyone who shows the slightest amount of interest in me

Okay- i wasnt sure about your sexuality (or gender) so ill do short headcannons for two characters i think youd fit with (seperatly not poly)

Sorry to my other requests im working as i go- right now tumblr is a passion project so ive gotta feel like- i dunno 'the spark' to actually get it done, but i promiseim trying

ALSO just a warning to anyone who reads/requests saiki k stuff, its been a bit sincei watched the show and also i donthave anywhere ican watch it currently so characters areprobably atleast a little ooc

This chick-

(I make a vauge reference to a little spice in her part but nothing explicit or bad)

And this guy-

YES. I know they have totally different vibes but hear me out.

He gives such 'im a big tough guy, but please love me in secret and call me your favorite boy'

she gives such 'im a brat but im your brat and actually i just want love and attention because i look like i would have major mommy issues'

And i dunno it just works

He would def be a cuddle bug once the walls are down and yall have bonded more and your in private(read: MUST be in private bc bb boy is defensive and dont f with pda), i feel like hes the type to hold you on his chest and rub your back (yall are laying on his/your couch or bed) and when he thinks your asleep he starts murmuring under his breath about how he's so glad you got past his walls- about how it means so much to him that you put up with his bs. This def lead to you pretending to be asleep more often so you can hear in words how he really feels, because lets be honest, words dont always equal feelings, and sometimes (i.e most times) he doesnt say it how he means it.

Now HER on the other hand-

All. Over. You.

Like..

Lowkey her?

Shes just so happy to HAVE you, right? Like- soulmates or not, youre hers. She adores you. Worships the ground you walk on, praises you breathless in more ways than one. Shes so confident- like... even if she isnt ACTUALLY, she portrays it so well, and she Hypes. You. Up. 24/7, 365. No matter if youre short, tall, heavy, skinny, freckled, dark, pale, or anywhere in between. She is making sure everyone knows youre her girl (or boy or whatever but based on your sentence structure im guessing female?) [NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSE I SWEAR I JUST IMAGINED YOU BEING FEMALE?] -oh god im gunna get cancelled-

N-E-Ways

Same here but itll be just generally better bc im more caught up with this fandom lol

He is this

But he wants to be this so bad

Sir precious for my darling precious

And

His love lmao

Sir Precious is 100% angel material (take that sera you bitch 🤟😝) He's just.... precious. Lmao. We've seen how flustered he gets with Cherry and imagine that but like- in an ACTUAL relationship with pda and shit. Like- stuttering, panicking, but also completely soothed by the hand currently resting in his? So many conflicting emotions, y'knowwww... he might need a kiss to get his head straight? Or maybe two? Hmmm, no that didnt work- lets try three, third times a charm right? *cue pentious sly+nervous smile* Would 100% bury his face in your tits/chest (under much encouragement and reassurance even more now that his minions spill the tea that hes been talking in his sleep about this very moment)

-can we talk about the smooth bass in the finale?-

-poor husk, man was singing and smiling like his soul was free-

Why do i feel like this is right up her alley?

Onto Miss Bomb,

She's a lot more brash in her affections. Not afraid to tug you down to her level and suck your soul out through your lips. Def had an emo phase when she was alive (if shes not still in it) She just.. loves you. Like her and angel you guys bicker, but i feel like while youre bickering she has her chin resting on your chest/tits, staring up at you with the slyest smirk and biggest heart eyes known to demon AND man kind.

[lanternkiwi]

another blue lock rant (act surprised) and i’m just gonna talk about pxg and bastard and how their match might go down, taking a page outta ego’s book, through personal bias and like 5% data from the manga

sooo manga spoilers for the neo egoist league arc

idk it feels like france is gonna be the final boss of the neo egoist arc, right ??? rin, shidou, loki, karasu, nanase, and zantetsu ???? it feel like they’re setting up foils such as rin vs isagi, shidou vs kunigami or kaiser or both fuck it, loki vs noa- if they decide to play, nanase vs ness, and zantetsu with like idk yukki or something if anything zantetsu’ll be moral support LMFAO i just wanna see zantetsu again fr idc if he’s on the bench 😭

anyways assuming karasu and nanase make the starting line up (we already know rin and shidou did) there could be some really interesting matchups when bastard finally plays against them. especially now that isagi has gone up many levels and kunigami only had a few moments to shine so far in the fc and msc matches and they have to prove wild card program did something right ? and kunigami could get his revenge on shidou for eliminating him in the first place. 

the way kaiser could serve as a rival for rin, shidou, OR loki to be honest LMFAOO he’s bastard’s strongest player and the player closest to sae in terms of skill level so rin could wanna duke it out w him ykwim but no doubt this match is gonna focus on him and isagi, it’s been between them since the second selection and it’s definitely not gonna stop cause of kaiser. and loki is an up and coming player at SEVENTEEN ?? he and kaiser could have an interesting matchup, if they sub him in. and shidou loooovess a strong player so he might wanna challenge kaiser and yk kaiser will throw some wild insults back at him LMAOO plus they’re both unpredictable and have pretty good physical strength i mean

yall see my vision for these two shits right

well if all else, kaiser could be locked down by karasu so he could show his improvement since u20 when he was holding defense together

nanase has always been a good support/passer so i could see him running into troubles with ness (assuming nanase even makes the starting line up and ness actually does shit) but i think ness actually WILL contribute this time considering he disappeared the second half of msc vs bm, he needs his own little moment or obstacle. but i also think unless loki TOUGHENED up nanase, he might be too passive for someone as sadistic as ness but i have faith in my fruity little guy

IF ANYTHING... i think nanase and hiori could be an interesting match up. hiori has been studdyinngg bastard, fc, and manshine since the start and there’s no way noa isn’t picking up on that. we need to see what hiori learned and how he improved or maybe they could save hiori’s growth for the italy game since he’s known for getting through tight spaces and italy is stacked on defense fr but we’re assuming france is the final boss and we’ve already played through italy

BUUUTT karasu and yukimiya were teammates before, so having them as rivals now could be interesting, like nanase and hiori. karasu could prove to understand yuki and he’d be another good obstacle for yuki to overcome. and yuki, now that he has his new gyro shot, he could be a harder player for karasu to defend against. 

i could definitely see karasu being all over the place, kinda like chigiri and otoya. also zantetsu, if he’s on the starting line up, can be like karasu’s support as we saw he’s able to attack and defend in the first selection. he would be able to cover the empty spaces that karasu might not be able to cover if he’s busy with kaiser or yukimiya

karasu could play a big role in locking bastard down and holding up defense, we know he can do it as we saw in u20. and maybe similarly to u20, karasu could be supported by nanase and zantetsu like how chigiri and niko were running around and manmarking and reo and hiori were subbed in and able to cover defense more

also it would be a good final match to conclude. everyone would be going against their foil, as mentioned earlier, and someone better than them. 

rin and isagi, it’s obvious what they’ve got going on.

kunigami and shidou need to settle their rivalry, seeing shidou again could trigger something in kunigami

whoever kaiser will matchup with, they’ll have to evolve a shit ton in order to make moves on him like isagi did. unless it’s rin. personally, i think having rin and kaiser AT LEAST MEET is a good way to reveal kaiser knows sae and crushed him in their game together which caused sae to switch positions

but counterpoint could be rin completely has detached himself from sae after u20 and was set on being THE best so it would be a little harder for kaiser to get a rise outta him by just mentioning sae. but idk maybe kaiser revealing he was the one who started the catalyst of rin’s biggest turning point of his life could trigger something, kinda like what happened with rin and leonardo luna

you see what i’m saying

and you know kaiser’s gonna be a piece of shit about it too. rin could score the first goal and kaiser will say “oh well, would you look at that?! so that’s what sae itoshi’s little brother is capable of, hm?”

and he’s gonna pull another

trying to figure out kaiser’s role now that isagi locked him down is a little difficult. but what’s also difficult to figure out is HOW THE HELL JULIEN LOKI GOT RIN AND SHIDOU TO COOPERATE W EACH OTHER

as kind and polite loki looks, i think the obvious creative choice is for him to be an absolute monster. from what we’ve seen of him so far, he’s got a stern voice and he’s got quite a lot of say between the top five. judging by the way the top five DEGRADED bllk’s top player, they have to have respect for loki. 

but this aint about loki

if france is the last game, i have NO IDEA how kaiser and isagi’s relationship/rivalry could even begin to develop from the ending of msc vs bm LMAOO if italy comes after, i don’t really have any creative ideas other than they try to work together but fr just can’t. and idk maybe they have some magical chemical reaction in this game for the sake of crushing rin or shidou or both again fuck it but who knows

anyways that’s all i have im desperate to see pxg play but i will sit happily through the italy game if it makes france the final boss

and also i miss oliver aiku 

[robjuan]

ION REALLY KNOW YALL SO YALL CANT BE JUDGEMENTAL . Lmao

Gonna start by sayin, I have trust issues bad and it has and will fuk up relationships, And it's sad I can't stop tha defense mechanism dat got installed. & every time I get hurt or betrayed it upgrades automatically. And I can't uninstall it bitches an niggas think I'm crazy but...HELL I MIGHT BE, I HEARD IT ENOUGH! IK IK NOT NORMAL. BUT DIS PROBLEM GON BE THA END OF ME...BUT IM SCARED IF I DI OPEN UP IM IN A. "WHAT IF" STAGE.

LIKE what if or if 8 could open up,And it happens again. _Betrayal_

-I couldn't .......🙇🏾‍♀️

Mentally I couldn't.

Mama said*Da streets ain't 4 Mii "AAND I FOUND OUT THE HARD WAY, IT AIN'T. ON MY MAMA!

I Neva eush shit, Dat ain't me. But I feel I'm running out of time!

I lm rdy 2 find her n settle down fr my nigga. But I can't keep no1.And I got 1 I been tryna contain 4 SUM yes, she finally gives Mii a chance N poww!! A nigga blowin it 💣

But I need sum1 2 politic wit TBH.miat folks don't even b on my Time frame with ahit,as far as real shit go,they ont one what dat is fr....Im 2 whole hearted 💜 ❤️ (THEY ARE NOT)

Im so fukin PURE!

LOVE PURE/HATE PURE...

Without a flaw simple excellence my dawg. And I'm not boastin at all.

I'm JS..

I'm going to run off some1 I love 2 death.And I can't even stop my repetitive behaviors.Ion got no1 2 talk 2 cuz of course wit betrayal you don't associate or be round alot of ppl.

I hate ppl! (With a passion) Because they'll cross you no matter how good you are 2 em,Sad honestly.

Ion Kno...

Back against da wall 🎵what do you hold on to?🎵

_It hurt my 💜 to see you hurt,In desperate need of affection.....GAVE UP MY WINGZ , SUPPOSED 2 BE YO PROTECTOR...Fell in Love with someone else you,Broke my ❤️ & it ain't getting better._ THA ANGELS SAY I CANT BACK INTO HEAVEN 👿

I gave niggas da LEAN, WEED, ap'Z.

did dat shit off da muscle 💪🏻.FA NUFFIN.

ON TONYA..

/All these niggaZ,Be havin dem niggas, they Claim they love em./

⛈️I look up ion Kno who 2 trust.. It's all scary..😭🙅🏻‍♀️☔🌧️

An I am not a scary person, BUT... I AM

-I gave yu drugs, YOU AIN'T bring MII NUN OF da profit. "YOU AAY I'M CRAZY" 🤣

Iz these NIGGAZ RLY WIT MII?

IIN KNO.

Is these niggaZ out 2 get Mii?

ION kno. 😖

I be so lonely my dawg but iG I chose dat,not rlly. It chose me.. unfortunately 🕴🏻

"I'ma Gangsta, my heart cold as Chicago. I got so much 💕 2 give.

Make Mii sick knowing I can't be healed..🤮

I miss da old day's...

Never get dat time back lol there's dat. " T" WORD AGAIN! TIME ❗ shit runnin out tbh,8 feel like lm, at least 50.. Imagine whenever I do get dat qge...( Boyyy). Like my Uncle Joe say

Needa Go c him frfr He havin OG stain 2 Mii. Wise man I must say

I'm off track prolly da recreational stuff....Anyway my thug.

8tw cold AF out here 'literally '🥶

Thats just 1 of my rants.

🔐 🔒 In til next mf'n time.

#_it'll b soon {I'm sure}