#keep in mind they still had contact with chase. the guy they started to talk with bc they were curious about him even when hes... himself

[malkaviian]

infodump in the tags about charlotte since she has been appearing more frequently in my thoughts

[rogueddie]

Steve needs to be touched.

He's not sure how he didn't notice sooner. Didn't really realize until his skin almost itches with it. Until he notices how he will almost chase any physical affection without thinking. But by then, it already feels too late to really do anything about it.

Luckily, Eddie and Robin are both physically affectionate people. They use any opportunity to invade his personal space, any excuse to throw an arm around his shoulders or nudge his shoulder with their own. They're always in his space so much that, at some point, he starts to expect it from them.

It only makes him more painfully aware of Eddie slowly trying to pull back, to pull away. To put some distance between them.

Steve wonders if it's becoming obvious how needy he's become. He had thought he'd been a little subtle about it- he goes straight to him and Robin whenever he starts to feel that itch, that need for contact, but they all have so much trauma that no one bats an eye. But if Eddie has noticed and thinks its... weird or uncomfortable...

He doesn't say any of this to Robin when he tries to ask her what's wrong though. It's less... asking. He basically just waits for a quiet moment to wonder; "I hope I haven't done anything to upset Eddie. He's been pulling away a lot recently."

"Steve," Robin looks a little guilty. "He's fine. You haven't don't anything. Don't worry about it, ok?"

Don't worry about it? Steve frowns.

"You talk to him? It's... I mean, it's only me then, right? I haven't fucked up too bad, have I?"

Robin grabs his shoulders. "Steve. You didn't fuck anything up. He just needs some space right now. I'm the one who told him to back off a little with you. I think it's something you both need. Ok?"

"You told him to back off?"

"Yeah, and you trust me, right?"

"Of course I do."

She nods, gives him a lopsided grin and heads to the backroom to "actually do my stupid job for once!"

Steve tries not to curl in on himself. Tries not to jump to conclusions, but... why else would she tell Eddie to back off? But that means that she's noticed how weirdly clingy he is too. She must be ok with it though... right? She told Eddie to back off, she hasn't tried to do that herself. If anything, she's been a little more physically affectionate.

So he's been making Eddie uncomfortable. He has fucked it up. Robin is just trying to be nice.

The next time he sees Eddie, it's almost too much. Knowing that he's making Eddie uncomfortable won't leave his mind, making him painfully aware of what he's doing, making sure he also keeps his distance. He won't make Eddie more uncomfortable- he's a great guy, he deserves so much better than that.

But it is too much. So Steve starts to avoid him entirely. It's easier, even though it means he has to avoid group hangouts. Even though he feels lonelier than ever. It's easier than having Eddie right there.

He can tell that the others are starting to worry about him. Even Eddie, apparently, is worried. But he keeps dismissing it all. Brushes them off. Falls back on the excuses and tactics he'd use on Tommy. It's not good, he's too cruel sometimes, but it gets them to back off.

Of course, that doesn't last long.

He wasn't fully awake when he pulled open the door and, as soon as the door opens, Eddie shoves his way inside. He ignores Steves complaints, sitting on the sofas armrest, quickly settling down with his arms crossed. He raises an eyebrow at Steve, who is still hovering in the doorway.

Steve reluctantly closes the door. He doesn't sit down. "What do you want?"

"I was about to ask you the same. What the hell is wrong with you, Steve? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine. No, actually, I'm tired. Maybe you should leave so I can fix that."

Eddie narrows his eyes. "You're lying."

"So?"

"So? Fucking hell, dude, I thought you were better than this! Or was that a phase? Miss being King Steve too much, huh?"

Steve flinches at the nickname. "I'm trying to deal with some shit right now. Being around you guys is only making it harder, so I'm taking some time alone to work through it. I'll be fine, I just need some time."

"Time for what?"

Steve grits his teeth. Even if he were willing to talk about it, explaining that he's trying to forget what it felt like to have Eddies hand on his shoulder is too embarrassing to admit.

"Steve, come on," Eddie tries, stands up and walks closer. "Talk to me. Please, I just want to help."

His hand is so gently on Steves arm. He just wants to curl up in the touch, even as small as it is.

He feels shame boil under his skin when his face scrunches up, hating how visibly close he is to crying. Especially with how soft Eddies voice gets, with how he pulls Steve closer so he can hug him, wrapping him up in his arms. Steve can't help but hug him back, gripping the back of his top tight, shaking.

"It's ok, you're ok, I've got you," Eddie is saying. He tucks his face into Steves shoulder, gently rocking them. "Whatever it is, you don't need to be alone, ok? I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable," Steve finally sobs. He hates how his voice cracks.

"You don't make me uncomfortable. You've never made me feel uncomfortable, I promise. I don't think you could if you tried, sweetheart."

"But Robin- she told you to back off?"

"Yeah, but that- that's nothing to do with you, ok? You didn't do anything wrong. That wasn't your fault."

He waits, but Steve doesn't respond. If anything, he feels more tense.

"Ok, Steve, come on, hey." Eddie gently pushes Steve away, holds him by his shoulders so he has to look at him. "That wasn't your fault."

"So why were you pulling away?"

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Robin didn't want me stressing myself out, worrying all the time."

"Why would I be uncomfortable?"

"Steve. I'm gay."

"Yeah? I do listen when you talk, man, I don't need a reminder."

"No, that-" Eddie snorts, shaking his head. "I'm gay and you're pretty. And nice. And you're always curling up on me like a fucking cat. Did you really not realize?"

"Oh." Steve blinks. He isn't sure what he's feeling, but it definitely isn't negative. "Really? Me?"

"Yeah, Stevie, you. I thought you'd noticed. I stare at your lips a lot. Even the kids noticed. Like I said, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. It's one thing to be ok with a dude being gay, it's another for that dude to be crushing on you. I get it if you don't feel comfortable with any of that shit."

"No, it... it's not making me feel uncomfortable."

"Ok. That's good? Right? How is it making you feel?"

Steve fiddles with the hem of his top, face heating up. "Uh. Nice, I guess? I don't know. But not, like, bad."

"Nice as in... it's nice to feel wanted?" Eddie glances down to his lips- this time, Steve notices.

"No, um... I don't know. I didn't really think you'd ever want to look at me like that. It's nice." Steve shifts, hesitating. He doesn't want to say the wrong thing, but he really wants to admit it... "I, uh... I think I want you to look at me like that."

"Steve, please, you need to elaborate. I don't want to read this wrong. Why do you want me to look at you like that?"

"It's... uh..."

Eddie steps a little closer, gently reaching out to hold his hand. "Steve. Why do you want me to look at you like that?"

"Because that's how I look at you," Steve whispers. The thought is a little shocking, even to him- but it's true. "Oh."

Eddies thumb rubs a little circle on the back of his hand. It's nice, comforting. "Steve, I'm gonna kiss you now. Is that ok?"

"Yeah. Yeah, yes, that's ok, please."

[mi-dori]

Omg I'm the father

Prompt: Kafka found out that she's pregnant and she's sure as heck who's the father.

Warnings: Pregnant Kafka, G!P Reader, reader being apart of the express crew, reader x Himeko, Kafka being reader's ex, Slight smut.

A/n: at this point, I'm just randomly creating story titles 😭

"So you're positive? You're really pregnant? How? Who's the father?" Silver wolf had her mouth opened, many questions spilling from them as Kafka held up the positive pregnancy test, a smile tugging at her lips.

"Yes I'm sure Silver wolf. I know who's the father," remembering the last time you and her met, she definitely knows whose child she's carrying and couldn't help but be thrilled. Now she has something to remind her of you forever.

"Y/n? Or Blade? I'm not sure Blade will be a good father." Kafka chuckled at Silverwolf's comment.

"It's not Blade. It's y/n."

"Wa-y/n?! Out of all persons?! She belongs to the Astral Express! They'll definitely kill you! Especially her new girlfriend."

"They can't kill me. If they could, they would've done so a long long time besides, I'm sure y/n will be thrilled to hear the news. It's no doubt that this is her child. We had sex for one last time three weeks ago."

"Ew ew ew I didn't need to know that!"

A laugh escaped Kafka's throat before it subsided with a sigh. "Oh y/n~ if only we were still together..."

"Ahh~ f-fuck I'm gonna cum!"

The bed creaked and banged against the wall as you absolutely railed the day lights out of Himeko. She screamed as she squirted for the nth time, as you came as well. How long has it been now? Four hours? You lost time as soon as you started having sex with your now girlfriend Himeko.

Before this, you were working at Herta's space station, and whilst doing that, you were dating the famous Kafka. After she made her arrival at the space station and almost destroyed the whole of it, you realised that she was bad. And you didn't like bad. You knew she was dangerous and you couldn't keep stringing on like that. She however, had one last wish before she promised to be out of your life; she wanted sex from you and that's what you gave. Who in their right mind would deny sex? Especially from Kafka. Her head game was top tier so you couldn't give up such an amazing offer. Then after you met Himeko and started dating her, you joined the express.

Himeko laid on the bed, sweat pooling down her forehead as she struggled to catch her breath. "Nghh~ that was amazinggg," she moaned out as cum gushed out of her gaping hole. You smiled to yourself and kissed her head before a knock was heard.

"Are you guys in here?" Welt's voice resounded from the other side. He sounded... troubled. You instantly frowned and hurriedly put on your clothes, meeting him outside.

"Welt? Is everything okay?"

"Someone wants to talk to you." Without another word being muttered, he led you to the lounge where you saw a hologram version of Kafka, a smile etched it's way onto her face.

"My~ you certainly have gotten more gorgeous than the last time I saw you." She smiled.

"What do you want? Why are you even contacting me?" Confusion and fear made it's way onto your body and a hand suddenly gripped yours. Himeko stood by your side, fully clothed.

"Cut to the chase Stellaron Hunter."

"I'm pregnant."

Silence. Dead silence. Everyone looked stared at Kafka with unreadable expressions until Dan Heng cleared his throat. "Why are you telling us this?" Welt asked.

"It's not you I'm telling, it's you," she pointed at you. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the positive pregnancy test and showed it to you. Immediately Himeko let go of your hand in shock.

"What? H-how? No no no no this isn't mine....Kafka what?"

"It's all lining up together n/n. The last time we had sex wad three weeks ago," she chuckled remembering Silver wolf's reaction to her telling her this, "it takes up to two-three weeks for a person to get pregnant."

"But we've had sex many times and you weren't pregnant..." you trailed off until your eyes widen. "You planned this?!"

She let out a devious chuckle as she walked closer to you. "Maybe I forgot to use the pills that day~ I mean... I wasn't expecting you to break up with me, and I knew you had no intentions of getting back together with me so I had to act quick. You're really good at using your stick so it was the last time I was gonna feel it. Wouldn't you say so, Himeko?" She looked at Himeko with a teasing smile.

"Well, I expect you to come see me so we can discuss this further."

"I'm not gonna be part of that child's life." Her eyes widened but Himeko said something that made them all shocked.

"Yes you are. You knocked her up, now I don't care if she's your ex, that baby is innocent and its sure not coming into this world with an unstable relationship with it's father," she glared at you before walking away to her room.

Kafka chuckled, "she's got a point. You can't escape from me now. No matter how hard you try, we have a product of our destined relationship that you threw away but no worries, we'll be back together in no time." And with that, the Hologram disappeared leaving you a shocked mess.

March walked up to you, "well um- I- oh god I have no words," she was too stunned to speak. Welt put a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"We'll take you to Kafka whenever you're ready." You nodded and went to find Himeko, preparing for another issue to come.

"You lied to her didn't you?" Silverwolf asked Kafka who was sitting on a chair.

"Hmm, of course I did. I had already predicted that she was going to break up with me due to Elio. He informed me before hand so I planned not to use the pills and ask her for sex knowing that I will get pregnant. She has no choice but to see me and even if she doesn't want to come back to me, I have something to remind me of her. After all," Kafka rubbed her tummy with a smile that sent shivers down Silverwolf's spine.

"She's mine."

A/n: what do you think is going to happen?

[lovelybucky1]

Laced Up

Kinktober Day 18- Crossdressing

warnings: GN!reader, slight feminization, dom/sub dynamics, slight jealousy, dry humping, mentioned sex tape, slight humiliation, 18+ minors dni

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"When I said I'd do whatever you wanted, this wasn't exactly what I had in mind," Jake says from the bathroom.

You sit on the bed, smiling with amusement as your boyfriend gets dressed. He walks out of the bathroom, almost naked save for the pair of pink lace panties that are slung low on his hips. He crosses his arms over his chest and gives you an unimpressed look.

His bulging muscles and hard planes of his body contrast sharply with the delicate fabric. It looks so out of place, so unfamiliar, but oddly, it looks good.

"What did you think I was gonna ask for?"

"I don't know," Jake sighs. "But I didn't think you wanted to play dress up."

You roll your eyes fondly. Jake has always been such a drama queen, you're not sure why you thought he'd be any different about this.

You get off the bed and cross the room to stand in front of him. You're still fully dressed, much to his chagrin. You gently trail your fingers down his abs, letting your nails catch on the divots of his muscles.

"You look good," you say with a smirk.

Jake looks down the bridge of his nose at you. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. We should play dress up more often," you say.

Your fingers ghost over his semi-hard cock that presses against the fabric of the panties. He shudders at the contact, feeling oddly sensitive already.

"The shit I do for you," he says while shaking his head. "Now what?"

You shrug your shoulders. "Whatever I want."

"What do you want," he asks with a huff.

"Maybe," you start with a smirk. "I just want to look. It's not often I get you looking so pretty for me."

"I'm always pretty," he says.

"Yeah, but this is different. You're dressed up, not in some Longhorns t-shirt and boots."

"You don't like that look?" he pouts.

"I do, but maybe I'd like it more if I knew this was waiting for me underneath," you say, now stroking his dick through the fabric.

Jake groans and lets his head fall to the side. "You're not gonna stand here and tease me, are you?"

"You lost the bet, Jake," you grin. "I don't know why you thought you could out drink Rooster, but if he keeps making bets that benefit me, I'm not going to stop you."

"I still can't believe you were in with him on that. Thought we were in this together," Jake complains, though you can tell he's not actually upset.

"We are, but if the only way I can get you in a thong is by making a deal with Rooster, then I'm gonna do it."

Jake puffs out his lower lip and puts his hands on your hips. He steps closer to you until your chests touch, suddenly taking on a dominant air.

"You know how I feel about you talking to Rooster, baby. Guy's bad news, a real heartbreaker I've heard. I bet he'd see a pretty thing like you and think he has a chance."

"Don't be ridiculous, Jake. He wouldn't try anything to break us up," you roll your eyes.

"Yet he's trying to emasculate your boyfriend by putting him in some pink panties? Might wanna rethink that, babe." Jake ducks his head to press his lips against your ear. "But I'm gonna have you screamin' for me, even while wearing these things, so you can be sure to thank Rooster for the gift."

The sudden role reversal catches you off guard, but it's not unwanted. Jake holds you tightly and grinds his hips against yours, chasing the stimulation you have been teasing him with.

Maybe you'll send Rooster a thank-you card, or maybe a feature length home video of Jake showing off.

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 17: Praise

Pairing: Tanjiro Kamado x male reader

This guy

Warnings: Kissing, fluff, smashing, you're both virgins, overstimulation, praise DUH

Word count: 1,456

You were quietly tending the flowers in the garden, basking in the warmth of the sun and the fresh smell of the beautiful flowers, when all of the sudden Tanjiro walks up to you.

It wasn't weird that he was doing such, having met while you were tending the flowers again. Ever since then you two have met frequently to talk, he had such a calming voice, and you two have been friends since, but you secretly wished to be more.

He was just so irresistible, the kind look in his scarlet eyes, his gorgeous smile, his broad shoulders, muscly body, calloused hands that lingered just a little too long to be only platonic, he was perfect all around.

"Hello Y/N, how have you been?" He greeted me with the same gorgeous smile that he always had when with you.

"Hi Tanjiro, I'm swell, you?" You greeted back, still tending watering the blooming flowers of the demon slayer corps compound.

"Better now that I've seen you." He joked... or was it. "Would you like to go for a walk?"

"Of course." You answered instantly, always excited to spend time with him.

Tanjiro grabbed your hand to help you up, though once you were standing, he was still holding on. You realize this but don't say anything about it, just happy to have as much contact with him as possible.

You begin to walk through the grounds, noticing Zenitsu chasing poor Nezuko again.

"Someone needs to neuter him." You said bluntly. Tanjiro bursts out into infectious laughter, causing you to laugh as well. Zenitsu doesn't hear you, not that you care if you would, so you just continue along with Tanjiro's hand in yours.

"How do you feel about him always chasing Nezuko?" You asked.

"I don't think he means any harm with it, and Nezuko doesn't seem to mind very much." He answered lightheartedly.

"I think it's weird as fuck, like what go fuck yourself at this point." You said, Tanjiro laughs at that too.

"You are hilarious." He complimented, causing you to blush. Hearing it from him just felt real, like it only mattered if he said it.

"Thank you." You said, not knowing what else to say.

After that it's quiet for a while, even though you two have known each other for a good amount of time now, it's still awkward being so close, especially with the holding hands and the compliment.

"Was there a specific reason you asked me to walk with you?" You questioned, breaking the silence.

"Yes, actually," Tanjiro answered, the usual heart throbbing smile on his face. "I wanted to tell you something, in private." your heart started beating like a drum, your face completely red with blush.

What could he want to say? Why in private? Was it positive and kind, or was it negative and cruel? Was he confessing his love, or his secret hatred of you that he hasn't disclosed because it was more convenient to keep you around and not have it be awkward?

You have to wait until he takes you to his room to hear the answer, those types of questions running through your mind all the way there, which feels like an eternity.

You waited in anticipation of what he was going to tell you, utterly terrified but also brimming with excitement all at once.

"I think I love you." Tanjiro confessed sweetly, his classic smile still filling his face. Your heart stopped, in a good way.

"Really?" You asked, not believing it to be true.

"Absolutely." He responded, holding both of your hands. "Your honesty, how you're always there to make me laugh, or just how you're always there for me in general, your beautiful face, how much you care for others. How could I not love you." He spoke.

You don't know what to say, so you opt to respond by kissing him. He automatically reciprocates, his hands now cupping your face while yours are wrapped around his neck.

His smooth lips mix perfectly with yours; he pulls you closer, needing to be as close as possible. The kiss makes your heart nearly burst out of your chest. Tanjiro pulls away to catch his breath.

"Are you okay?" Tanjiro asked, noticing the shocked expression on your face.

"Yeah," You answered, panting heavily "It's just that, that was my first kiss." Tanjiro looks at you with surprise.

"Really?" He asked once again.

"Yep." You answered.

"Well, that's interesting, because it was my first kiss too." He started before going back to kiss you. "And it was amazing."

Obviously, you reciprocate, this time your hands go to his scarlet locks while he goes to wrap around your hips. He opens his mouth; you realize what he wants and do the same. Your tongues meet, syncing with each other perfectly, just like everything else about this moment.

"You're really good at kissing."

His hands then start to grope your ass, causing you to moan.

You then start to untie his kimono, leaving it to land on the floor. You also begin to unbutton his demon slayer uniform.

Tanjiro stops the kiss and grabs your hands suddenly right after you finish the third button.

"Are you sure?" He asked, aware of where this is going.

"I've never been this sure about anything else in my life." You answered, a bit dramatic, but it gets the point across.

Tanjiro then goes back to kissing you, his hands also go back to their place on your ass. He starts grabbing them tighter as you finally finish off the buttons on his uniform, taking it off.

Your fingers trace the various scars on his chest.

"You poor thing." You said apologetically.

"You are too kind, but It's fine, I'm still alive, I'm still here with you now." He exclaimed.

You two go back to kissing, this time much more passionate and needing than the others. Your hands go up and down his toned abs, stopping to feel the scars.

Tanjiro then picks you up and brings you to the bed, pulling yours and his pants off. His dick is average length, but girthy as all hell, he also has a decent red bush. He sticks his finger in you, just enough to where he thinks it won't hurt too much.

"This is my first time." You confess, the nervousness is starting to overtake you.

"Mine too." Tanjiro said, not exactly sharing your nerves but understanding them. "We can stop now if you want."

"No, no, let's keep going. I want to make love with you." You said.

That's all he needs before finally putting his dick in you. He starts to struggle a lot since he's so big, but eventually he gets it in.

He stays like that for a while, not wanting to hurt you.

"Now go."

You said, knowing the reason he stopped, and with that, he starts to move. At first, it's slow and uncomfortable, not very pleasant at all to be honest.

"You are so strong." He said, kissing your forehead.

Finally, you get more used to him, his thrusts becoming more natural and easier. You start to moan, his girth filling you up fully.

"God, you're so tight." He praised, groaning above you. His thrusts start to quicken, causing you to moan even louder. His dick hitting you perfectly.

He places your legs on his shoulders, leaving you more open to him than ever. He starts to hit you even deeper now, making your moans somehow even louder.

"Louder, your moans really are music." He praised, moaning himself quite profusely.

His rough hands also start plucking at your nipples, rubbing them sensually. His tongue starts to lick them, making light circles until finally sucking on the whole thing. He also bites at the nubs, placing them between his teeth.

His hand then goes down to stroke your member, his calloused hand feeling almost as if stone is rubbing it, but in a good way.

All of these sensations combined cause you to be on the brink of cumming. One last kiss from Tanjiro being the last thing necessary to make it happen.

You cum right on his chest. Tanjiro now puts his full attention into chasing his own release since your needs have already been met.

"Can I cum with you?" He asked, which you nod to, not being able to create words due to your fucked out state.

He follows not long after you, doing exactly as he asked and dumping his thick load into you.

He lands next to you, wrapping you up in his arms, laying your head on his chest.

"Like everything else involving you, that was perfect." He said, still finding the energy to praise you.

THE END

[chenswire]

overdue Episode 11 post

basically the chenswire part of my stupidly long twitter thread covering ep 11 with more delusional thoughts and I ended up TLing their last scene in CN I guess (scroll to bottom) i wish i had the energy to make 1morbillion gifs but i do not so.. Excerpts from my 200 image screenshot folder it is

So the ep starts off with a super pensive Swire which was very cute when will my wife return from the war energy

And then she breaks out into a super un-ladylike run whaddahell!!!! this sequence was sooo well drawn wtf. handsome

(Something here about how people were joking this part is summer chen because they call chummer 水陈 'water chen')

I like how relaxed the atmosphere was like this definitely isn't the first time something like this has happened, well I mean after all they are Professional Co-workers who do not fight 24/7 (they get into an argument immediately after)

When they break eye contact to turn towards Hoshiguma they basically don't meet each other's gazes again as they take turns to glare at each other its insane... Also Swire saying she should take over and Chen needs treatment... Chen you understand what that means right...

Another detail I love is how at the start they already show her battered jacket/clothes for us gamers to point at the screen and then later who those who don't know/didn't notice we have a whole close up of chen reacting to it...man.jpg And swire leaving right away once she knows chen is fine (and one of her good points. lol. lmao) you guys are sure so quick

Link to CN version of the PUUK GAI LUNG in Paci Plaza I love how she's like 'Chen you stay right there' at the end like she's going to idk fly over ASAP to whack her (as opposed to just 'hey, chen!')

Here's a clip of the last scene with CN dub because not only do we get 'ah chen' it just hits so different...

Hi~ Still there, Miss Ah Chen? Ah? What d'you mean by ah, huh? Aren't you a Dai Siu Ze too? Enough of that, don't you have something to tell me? What happened at Paci Plaza… I'll make sure to sort it all out and file for damages later.

Had a feeling they would go with the JP loc's 'aren't you an ojou too' since you know, anime, but keeping the 'ah chen' and that 阿什么阿 response the unparalleled casualness

You… Remember the Cha Chaan Teng at Sheung Wan? Trying to change the subject? The one near the LGD HQ, right? I used to stop by there on my patrols sometimes. Let me treat you to something there next time. Hmm~ If we go there… I want a steak tomato and egg burger! Wait, no! Like hell I'd want you to treat me to a meal!

the longer pause after 'you...' like she was considering something else before she decided to go with her 茶餐厅 MENTION!!!!! gives this a whole different flavour... chen outright offering the meal instead of swire guessing??? THE WARM SMILE CLOSE UP i feel like im intruding on something

Then send your bill to Chief Wei. I'm hanging up. Wait, don't hang up just yet! I heard you ran straight out of Rhodes Island in the end. What are you planning? Weren't you looking for their help? Ugh, stay down! Take a nap over there! You sure sound busy. Guess I should hang up. Tch… I'm not done speaking with you yet. Was leaving the little bunny (and the others) over there weighing on your mind? Well, whatever. (We'll just do this) Just let me help you clean up the mess over here.

It just sounds so much more casual in CN than the JP dub (which is excellent ofc) >let me do it for you instead of 'ill do it' (head in hands)

the opposite lighting and angle and chen looking away vs swire looking straight #KINO

Don't talk like you understand me very well, Miss S. Enough!!! How many times have I told you not to call me that!! Got it, got it.

You don't seem to get it, so I'll be nice today and explain it to you. Life is extremely precious. You're always risking your life chasing what's right in front of you. Stop doing that. Got that? Your advice… I'll take it.

That exasperated 'Enough!!!' i (turns into a plane and flies away) and the last line... it as 'thanks for the advice' which technically isn't wrong but you know the nuance of uh. kind of, almost, somewhat, accepting a... confession... (of her concern ofc) also CN chen lets swire finish speaking instead of interrupting which hehe... like i said..the flavour hits different. also that subtle movement as chen like eases in more and more between those lines aaaghhhhhhhhhh

their earlier argument was so explosive and quick, but now their banter is so tender and slow like bruh. what. even the act of chen putting down her sword to sit down in a comfortable position (loved that she sat like that One leg sitters rise up!!!) was so ??? the normally yolo speedrunner chen being so leisurely like damn. ok. ok. From 'you think you can order me around' to basically agreeing to an order (Londinium cannon vine boom) I thought Chen being this warm was more or less a delusion that I inferred through in game as subtext (since in game her expression then is usually like her default rbf face...) and seeing it here as 'text' in the show is like 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯 holy shit can't believe i got FED after four years incidentally i've been obsessed with a certain CN writer's fics lately because the way they write chen like a sad wet dog while showing warmth is crazyyy maybe i will blog about it next time because i was legit taking notes lmao

[navnae]

How about stuck up city boy Eddie who’s used to the fast way of living and he’s always on the go, that would explain why being on tour for him was always an outlet because he never stopped moving. One day his tour bus breaks down in Hawkins near a farm and it looks like the bus isn’t going to be running any time soon. Him and his team are all out of luck until a guy around Eddie’s age come up to the bus wearing some overalls that were extremely dirty, he looked concerned. He asks them what happened and the whole situation is explained, he tells them that they can crash with him and his parents for awhile until things are settled. Eddie later learns that the guy name is Steve and so far he’s pretty okay but Eddie doesn’t make things any better with his slick comments about his clothes, basically telling him that he needs a makeover. Even with all those comments Eddie was throwing his way Steve still managed to laugh about it and even tease Eddie back. Steve has come to the realization that Eddie only spits out a snarky remark when he gets flustered or blushes, Steve knows that Eddie has a crush on him but he just sits back and waits to see what Eddie is going to do about it. Eddie is so used to getting chased by anyone who wants him, they’d even beg on their knees to be with him and it was killing him that Steve wasn’t doing any of that.

Eddie goes out of his way to get Steve’s attention even if it meant wearing those dirty overalls, milking cows, washing horses, and feeding the chickens. The farm life was nothing like the Hollywood life that Eddie has spent years living. Steve loved every second of it too, making Eddie do unnecessary chores that he made up on the spot and he was actually stunned by the lengths Eddie would go through just to get Steve’s attention. This goes on for several weeks since the bus is still a wreck and it’s hard for Eddie’s team to get in contact with anyone to help them. Overtime the two start to bond and grow closer, they talk about how different they are from one another but they work so well. It doesn’t take Steve long to catch himself almost failing at his own game with Eddie and he’s so close to giving in and blurting out how he feels about him. The tension between them is insane especially when they get in each other’s face just have that last word after a remark and one of them will slowly close the gap just to rile each other up. Eddie feels like he’s going to lose his mind because the longer he stays the more he falls in love with Steve everyday and all of this e feelings starts building up inside of him until he just explodes.

One night Eddie pulls Steve by the his shirt making their faces come close and they could feel their breath tickling each other’s lips. Eddie’s eyes flicks to Steve’s lips the entire rim his looking at him and honestly he didn’t really care at this point, Steve did the same thing and a smirk played on his lips. They didn’t know if they were going to rip each other’s clothes off or passionately makeout until both of them were exhausted. All of it was a complete mystery as Eddie finally got the courage to speak up.

“Listen here cowboy, I’ve been busting my ass for weeks and sacrificed my fashion sense because I wanted you to look at me. I’m done with all the games you either like or you don’t, which one is it?” Eddie tried to keep up that confident voice that he had when he first got here but his voice cracked slightly through his sentence. Steve smiled before putting his hands on Eddie’s waist then pulling him forward, a light pink blush could be seen on his cheeks.

“I’ll stop playing when you tell me how you feel,” Steve whispered near Eddie’s ear making him shiver slightly. Steve wanted to hear Eddie say it, if he could say whatever he wanted on a stage in front of millions he knew Eddie could confess his feelings for him in a small town in a little shed with only them in it. “The stage is yours.”

“Don’t get smart with me asshole and fine I like you, shit I’ve liked you ever since I saw you come towards the bus. You’re sweet, funny, caring, hard working how could I not? So yeah, Harrington. I really like you… happy?” Eddie was a blushing mess when Steve cupped the side of his face and started closing the gap between them. He’s never had someone make him into a pile of mush the way Steve did and he fucking loved it.

“Very.” Steve said as he leaned in closer to Eddie’s face. Eddie felt like Steve was taking to long and he just pulled Steve by his shirt so their lips could finally connect after weeks of waiting. The kiss started off slow then eventually it became rough while their hands were rubbing all over each other’s bodies. Both of them becoming breathless once they pulled away.

“Let’s put those hours of horse back riding to good use, yeah?” Steve said lowly before lifting Eddie up and he wrapped his legs around Steve’s waist. Eddie’s eyes widened at the implication that Steve was making. For the first time in forever Eddie was speechless, Steve smiled before he pulled him in for another kiss.

[jake-g-lockley]

Give it Back or Else (Poe Dameron x fem!reader)

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Summary: Thievery can sometimes end in sweet ways Warnings: Swearing, a bit suggestive. Word Count: 989 words

A/N: Gonna continue lazily writing more Poe Dameron fluff maybe until my brain explodes.

You ran at top speed, clutching the helmet to your chest, dodging people around you. You found a crowd of people in the middle of the corridor and decided to use it to your advantage and slip away into a small corner as you watched your pursuer run right past where you were standing.

You wait for a few seconds, trying to control our breathing, before turning back the same way you came from and you start running as fast as your legs can carry you, long hair flowing behind you.

“HEY!” the commanding voice shouts from the opposite direction of the corridor and you don’t stop. You jump over the small orange and white droid that had been helping his master chase you and you continue sprinting, your laughter echoing through the hallway as people cheered.

You've been playing this same game with Poe Dameron for weeks now. He started it with an apple slice, then you followed with his socks and the items kept getting more personal by the day. You and him had turned it into a competition and people were finding it very entertaining.

You turned into another corridor and waited for a few seconds. When the coast was clear, you slipped the helmet under your linen shirt and walked around the corridor, trying to find a place to hide from the angry pilot.

You spotted General Leia and Rey reading some documents on their datapads in one of the rooms and you waved at them with a grin. The general gestured for you to come in and eyed the bump on your stomach with a confused expression.

“You took his helmet didn’t you?” She says, chuckling.

“Nope, this is my baby. Looks good doesn’t it?” You wiggle your eyebrows with a smirk.

“Damn, didn’t know Poe worked that fast.” Rey murmured.

“Hey, I heard that.” You said shooting her a glare.

“Oh no, Y/N, he’s coming over here. You better hide.” Rey says, moving her chair slightly and you crawl under the space of the table.

Two seconds later, you hear the door whoosh open followed by heavy breathing.

“General, did you see her?” He says, panting.

“Nope, even if I did, I’m not going to snitch, Commander Dameron.” You hear Leia say as Rey giggles.

You could practically hear him rolling his eyes at the General and you almost laughed.

“She’s gonna pay when I get my hands on her.” he groans. “Thanks anyway, you guys were no help.”

Rey kicks you once the coast is clear and you crawl out from under the table.

“When are you guys going to stop this and start admitting that you like each other.” Rey says, punching you leg playfully.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You mumble, looking away from her and absentmindedly started stroking the fake baby bump/helmet.

Oh yea, you were harboring the strongest feeling for the Resistance’s Poster Boy. The first time you fell for those puppy eyes, you thought you were having a slight stroke and your mind started melting because he had the ability to get whatever he wanted when he used his puppy eyes, especially with you.

It all happened so fast that you couldn’t comprehend the feelings and you were almost certain that he wouldn’t reciprocate your feelings. You longed for him and you tried to keep it to yourself but evidently everyone seemed to notice anyway.

“I think I should go and return this.” You mumble, gave the General and Rey a small smile and waddled out of the room.

Playing a funky tune on the helmet that was still under your shirt, you looked around for Poe, legs moving in sync with the tune, when suddenly you heard beeps. You turn around to see a murderous Poe marching down the hallway towards you with BB-8 rolling fast to keep up with him.

Your smile drops and you back into a wall as Poe closes in. He stops and stares at you for a few seconds, taking note of where his helmet was. You clung onto it, holding Poe’s intense eye contact.

“Y/N, give it back.” He says holding out his hands.

“Don’t touch my baby.” You say, playfully.

“I said, give it back, or else.” He narrows his eyes.

“Or else?” you push, a smirk growing on your face as he closes the gap between the two of you.

“Or else, I’ll give you a real baby.” He whispers into your ear and your smirk drops instantly and a shiver runs up your spine.

You swallow and shake your head absentmindedly. You stare up at his beautiful face from under your lashes and chew your bottom lip.

“Kiss me and you can have the helmet back, Dameron.” You took the leap without even thinking about its consequences and your eyes widened at your own little outburst of confidence.

Before you could blink, you felt Poe’s soft lips on your own and you black out for a second before slipping your hands upward to pull on his flight jumpsuit’s collar, deepening the kiss.

Kissing Poe was everything you ever imagined, the warmth of his lips were so inviting and you could taste the minty toothpaste that he used. He slipped a hand to the nape of your neck and pulled you towards him and you whimpered into his mouth at the slight pressure.

When the both of you pulled away, you were so breathless to the point of exhaustion. Poe leaned his forehead on yours as his free hand slipped under your shirt to pull out his helmet. He looked at the helmet then put it on your head, kissing your nose, making your face heat up.

“Maker, I’ve always wanted to do that.” He chuckled, pulling you close.

“That’s my line, Dameron.” You smile up at him as he leads you to the cantina.

“Y/N?”

“Mmhm?”

“I hid all your clothes.”

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[footballandfics]

Can you do gavi X reader where he chases her for a bit and gets jealous but they finally get together

here you go!

Gavi never felt like chasing after anyone, even if he like this person, if he doesn't feel it's mutual he stops his advances.

However, with you it's a different case, he can't fathom seeing with someone else.

Gavi gets to know you through a mutual friend and since then he can't get you out of his head, not just because of your beauty sure, that was what he noticed first but your personality is what end it for him, you're funny and sweet, you enjoy to listen to others and not just talk even the small talk that you had was more than interesting.

He wants to date you and start a relationship with you but the problem it's not just him, he noticed everywhere you go there's bunch of guys who try to impress you and have all your attention.

In normal occasions, he wouldn't take a part in this, yet he is now.

He tries to go to every hangout your mutual friends planned, first question he asks about any hangout "is y/n coming?" If yes, 9 out of 10 he'll be there.

Your friends noticed this change and started to tease him about it. He doesn't care because he knows they'll help him get with you.

He was going to ask you out tonight in the party, he just can't handle his feelings anymore and worst case scenario you say no and he'd have his heart broken.

When he get to the party you were already there and of course some dude is entertaining you, he stood afar and watches you.

How you laugh at whatever this stupid guy is saying, playing with your hair, looking around for a bit then both of you lock eyes, he doesn't want to break it and neither are you, kept looking until the stranger get closer to you and whispers something.

Gavi doesn't like this, he doesn't like it at all, what if you like this guy or worse what if he is your boyfriend, he hate the idea of you being taken and seeing how he felt comfortable to touch you didn't sit well with gavi.

you break the eye contact that you had with gavi and your attention back to this guy, you don't really know him and you realized that he's hitting on you since the minute he saw you.

Are you interested? No not really, you are planning to put an end on his advances but seeing how gavi clenched his jaw gave you another idea.

Continuing the boring conversation but keep looking back and forth between him and gavi just to see his face.

You know you're playing with fire but where is the fun with being safe all the time.

Suddenly that guy holds your hand and offer to go and dance, you refuse saying that you're tired which is true and you're not much of a dancer, he tries to change your mind but you kept shaking your head but he isn't stopping you rolled your eyes, what a typical situation.

"She said no, right?" A calm voice interrupted him now both of you looking at gavi who saw the chance and took it.

"She's not interested, move kid" now this is disrespectful and gavi gets heated easily especially when someone uses his age against him.

"Stop" you say before anything escalates but he still doesn't get the hint and holds your arm, gavi gets in his face infront of you and breaks the other dude grip on you

"she doesn't want to go so have some respect for yourself and stay away from her".

He does leave but not without giving you two a dirty look, you were grateful for gavi even though you knew how to get yourself out of these situations.

"Come with me outside" he offers you his hand not paying attention for anyone or anything other than you

"Sure" and you give him your hand, so gavi leads you outside away from everyone to the garden outside it was calmer away from the noises inside

It's a cold night, you're not wearing the most warm thing so you folded your arms to bring some sort of warmth and looked around you.

Gavi's notices that you're cold and take off his jacket put it around your shoulders.

"You don't have to" he stops you from giving him back the jacket .

"It's kind of my mistake that you're here with no jacket, should've paid more attention".

You stand in silence for a bit and then looking at each other, it's really awkward.

"Who was that?" He breaks the silence with this question.

"First time meeting him" looking at the ground like it's the most interesting thing.

"Then why would you rather stand and talk with him than be with your friends" he was mad at you, a lot of times you entertain those who intersted in you before completely rejecting them, he was afraid he is going to have the same experience as them.

"I like to get to know people other than my friends this is what parties for" which is true not everyone approaches you to sleep with you, most just want to have fun and get to know new people just like you.

"It's not safe though, I don't like the idea of you being in danger" he looks at you trying to catch your eyes, he doesn't want to press you so much.

"Is that why we're outside? So you can give me safety tip?" .

"You know why we're here" yes you know but you want him to say it loud and clear.

"Do I?" You challenge him again.

"I like you y/n, I hate when I see you with other dudes, I wouldn't handle it" he was jealous of how you attract a lot of people around you when he wants to be just with you and only you.

"Will it took you long enough, I like you too, I was waiting for you to confess for a long time now, I started to think it might be up in my head" you tease him a bit.

"Why didn't you say anything then?" He get closer to you.

"It's the same for me as you" he nods and he gets even more closer.

"I want to kiss you, can I?" Going back and forth between your eyes and lips.

"I thought you'll never ask" he grips your waist and pull you closer to him then he kisses you deeply and eagerly, he was waiting for this moment for way too long, his kiss took away your breath and his touches is a different story.

Maybe you should've said something before then you wouldn't have waited for too long to feel his touch.

[echoes-world]

at my worst (2)

Kusuo doesn’t see you again for two months. Not that he was counting that on purpose, he was counting the days since he last saw Kusuke. Life goes on, you weren’t important and he didn’t care if you were dating his brother. Sure, that was stupid as Kusuke is an asshole but apparently girls like that kind of guy.

Or so he thinks, as he is stuck listening to everybody’s thoughts yearning for boys in his school that were plain morons. How did someone like Kaido have a girl pining over him? He was an eighth grader in the body of a high schooler. Or Kusuo himself. He could be a jerk sometimes yet he has an entire harem chasing after his love. Which was only reserved for coffee jelly, mind you.

So when he enters the 200 mile radius of PK Academy, he is irked to find that there will be a new transfer student. Boys are hoping it's a cute girl, and the girls are hoping they can be friends. Kusuo rubs his temple, feeling a migraine snake its way through his head. Hasn’t this school had enough freaky transfer students?

The loud chatter and thoughts don’t get any better as he sits down at his designated desk. Would it kill these people to stay quiet for a second? At least the transfer student was in another class, Kusuo found through others. He hoped that would make his class shut up. Alas, they were intent on making him suffer. Unknowingly, but still.

By the time lunch comes around, he runs out full speed to a hiding spot before any of his so-called friends yank him into an ‘adventure’. He finds himself on the secluded rooftop. Even if there weren’t many people there, because of his 200-mile-radius telepathy, the loudness was still the same. He clenched his jaw and rubbed his temple again. Maybe if he turned invisible he could nap without worries. No, if anyone happened to trip over him, it would be game over. He finds himself in his head trying to dull out the aches and loud voices- that he jumps when he hears your soft voice pull him out.

His eyes dart out to in front of him- and there you are. You have the PK Academy uniform on, and your bangs were trimmed so that he could now see your face. He felt his breathing hitch as he took in your appearance. You were beautiful, almost as beautiful as Teruhashi. No- he was lying to himself. You were a goddess. The sun highlighted your angel like features, a light glow surrounding you. It wasn’t obnoxious like Teruhashi though- no, it suited you.

You didn’t deserve to have a concerned look on your face- wait- why did you look worried?

    “You look like you’re in pain, Saiki-san. Would you like some ibuprofen?” You ask in a quiet voice- not wanting to make his pain worsen.

Unfortunately, medicine doesn’t work on Kusuo. You didn’t need to know that though. He nodded, and watched as you opened your school bag and dug through to find the painkillers. Was he worthy of receiving painkillers from a goddess? Was he delirious?

    “Here you go- oh, and here's some water!” You hand him the items. He freezes as your skin makes short contact and he’s pretty sure his brain short circuits.

He clears his throat and swallows the tablets along with the water.

    ‘Thanks, ’ he nods.

    “It’s no problem!” You smile- still keeping your voice lowered. “I’m glad I was of use! Is it ok if I sit with you? I-I feel a bit uncomfortable being the center of attention…”

Saiki freezes again. Hold on, were you the transfer student everyone was talking about? He had never seen you before in his school- and suddenly you’re here the day the transfer student was supposed to start.

    “It’s my first day,” You nervously said, noticing the conflicted look on the pink haired boy’s face. “The students here are… quite the handful.” (you were being too kind, they were plain clingy.)

Kusuo only shrugs. You give him a thankful smile and sit yourself next to him, looking over the city. You don’t say anything else, which Kusuo guesses was nice. After all, he could still hear the thoughts and voices from inside the building. After 3 minutes of silence, Kusuo couldn’t help but wonder if you found it awkward to sit without saying anything. He peers into your mind, having to tune out all of the other thoughts in order to see into your quiet thoughts.

    ‘ It’s so nice out today, no wonder Saiki-san came out here to relieve his pain, ’ you think, smiling at the sun and clouds.

That was it? He was sure you were going to be cursing his quietness, or looking for a way to leave because of it being awkward and you wanting to bask in the attention the rest of the school was giving you. He paused as he noticed the thoughts of the rest of the school body were now muffled. Like distinct background noise. He wondered if he could eventually tune everything out if he solely focused on your inner mind. He closed his eyes and he almost smiled at the glimpse of a ‘ it’s too bad lunch is almost over… hopefully Saiki-san feels better!’

It was peaceful, Kusuo found. Your thoughts were simple, and pleasant. He found his stress of being a psychic melting away at the peace he felt. The mostly silent cave that was your mind was something he found he needed after years of not having any peace unless he had his ring on. Which even then, he found weird because at least you had ordinary thoughts come about once in a while.

Unfortunately, his blissful state was interrupted when the bell rang. You stood up, holding a hand out to Kusuo. “Thank you for letting me sit here! It’s so nice out,” you give him a sincere smile as he hesitantly takes your hand and lets you help him up. “I hope your headache is better, Saiki-san,” you bow as you head towards the door that would lead you back into the building.

His brain short circuits again. Wait. How did you know he had a headache again?

[batimcthulhu]

Season 2: TL;DR Recaps

Cliff notes versions of the Episode Summaries for Season 2!

(( ALL TL;DR RECAPS))

((🌙 SEASON 2 MASTERPOST 🌙))

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Season 2: Episode 1

There’s been a break-in late at night at JDS – Bendy’s been badly injured and the Slick Stone has been stolen, and Sammy was in Prophet Mode at the time and doesn’t remember it. But they’re able to find clues that point them to New Orleans, and Joey’s determined to chase them down – without the Stone, Bendy can’t recover from his injuries and might die – and drags the other boys with him.

It’s almost Mardi Gras, and on their way to investigate, Jack and Sammy spot a strange Yellow Sign in the decorations that feels like starpool ink, and seems to be trying to crawl into their minds. The first person they talk to confirms something’s up with those symbols – Peter Sunstram, Jack’s old college boyfriend and editor of the local paper, lost a reporter who died suspiciously after investigating them.

Season 2: Episode 2

The boys keep getting followed around by a weird guy in a trenchcoat who seems a little too interested in their investigation. But whatever, they look into the scene of the reporter’s death and get a list of names that the reporter had been interviewing to follow up on.

Joey’s been acting kinda weird all trip, hiding in a hat and gloves and talking to himself late into the night, which he doesn’t explain until the next day - he’s currently possessed by Bendy. It was the best way he could think of to keep him alive! They just have to drink a little ink every few hours, which is making Sammy very uneasy since he’s started to crave it himself, sleepwalking as the Prophet to try to lick those yellow symbols.

Newspaper Editor Peter gets in touch with the group again to tip them off to some Suspiciously Missing Articles in the library where Trenchcoat works…. lets go look into that.

Season 2: Episode 3

Jack’s friendly persuasion talks them into Trenchcoat’s office, where they find some articles about cult activity 10 years ago out near the swamp, and a family recently killed in a boating accident on the lake. Probably fine.

The boys go through the dead reporter’s notes (while Peter nervously pulls Jack aside to make sure HE’S not in a cult, because Joey’s claim to be an “animation studio” seems fishier and fishier) and decide to look into the Mardi Gras planning crew– Joey’s charm scores them the address of the crew’s warehouse from the rich guy who runs it, as well as an invite to a Mardi Gras costume party. The man who’s hosting said party, a guy named Fowler, turns out to be the one who lost his family in that boating accident. He’s still in mourning, in fact he’s got a SPIRITUAL CONTACT who can reach out to his family’s ghosts, and that’s where he got the idea for the Yellow Sign from!! UH. HM,

They catch Trenchcoat following them again, sneaking out of Fowler’s home, but this time he says he didn’t mean to be there – there’s a magic portal (??) in the swamp that goes to Fowler’s house. I’m sure that’s normal. anyway since they’re apparently all trying to stop this cult, they swap contact info with Trenchcoat, who gives his name as Norman Polk.

Season 2: Episode 4

Joey and Henry go to check out that warehouse while Sammy and Jack keep tracing the dead reporter’s steps, this time talking to an expert on runes who might know about the Yellow Sign. The expert, once they track him down, seems to be losing his mind, paranoid of the Yellow Sign and sure that these two are here to bring it into his home, and pulls a gun on Sammy and Jack and locks them in his closet.

The warehouse, full of decorations being painted with the Yellow Sign, also turns out to have a secret room full of yellow ink, a strange shimmery liquid, and some occult notes, as well as weird inhuman blood spattered on the roof. When they’re spotted by a worker, Joey’s instincts aren’t great and he immediately collaborates with Bendy to transform his body into some horrifying half-ink-demon thing and attack, knocking out the worker and locking him on the roof. They don’t stick around for the Ominous Thumping that follows. 

Meanwhile Sammy manages to break him and Jack out of the closet, and both pairs escape and meet up in time to chat with a friend of Joey’s who happened to be in the area – his penpal, Allison Pendle.

Season 2: Episode 5

Allison thinks the weird blood could be the blood of ANGELS OF THE YELLOW KING, extradimensional creatures that can travel the vaccuum of space! why r u so excited about this… allison pls…

It’s late and everyone leaves to get some sleep, but not before Henry sticks his weird magic blood on one of those symbols, AS ONE DOES… HENRY PLS…. he feels like something noticed him when he did it, but later the symbol crawls into his mind again, almost like he’d managed to un-see it.

In the middle of the night tHEY’RE ATTACKED BY CULTIST ASSASSINS? cultists release a snake into the room, AS ONE DOES, and start painting Yellow Signs on the door in ink. Sammy finally can’t resist and tastes the paint, turning immediately into the Prophet and taunting the cultists. There’s a surprisingly successful fight that ends with one cultist running away, Prophet tracking him to his hideout, and the rest of the boys following to try not to lose track of Prophet

Season 2: Episode 6

They end up at the warehouse. Joey talks his way in and distracts the guards with his chatter, while Henry finds Prophet and Jack finds…. Peter’s discarded hat… apparently Jack had a dream of Peter getting kidnapped and is now worried it’s true.

The Prophet wanted the cultist to lead him to the Stone, and is now repeatedly insisting the others lead him out to the Lake, where he thinks it must be. Joey instead leads him to the hotel to get out of pyjamas and then to Allison’s for info about the Angels they might run into and then to Norman’s for directions, but he is going to the Lake soon Prophet he PROMISES.

There’s a yellow mist over the lake and the boys start hearing and seeing strange things. Jack has a conversation with someone who isn’t there and passes out (?!?) There’s Angels in the distance and the boys can feel the Stone nearby, with a ritual that’s messing with Joey and Bendy’s connection.

Season 2: Episode 7

The try to make a run for it, but before long the boys are surrounded by cultists and overpowered. Fowler appears, this time with his spiritual consultant, Doc Moonlight. Fowler insists to the cult that he doesn’t want anyone hurt, so the boys are tied up and locked in a hut near the lake. 

Joey manages to get free, and gives Prophet some of his and Bendy’s ink to keep him aware, and Prophet watches the ritual – the Lake is the cult’s focus, a mirror to another world, to call in their otherworldly god.

When Jack wakes up, Peter is suddenly here too? Well, half here. He’s only partially corporeal and keeps phasing out – apparently Jack passing out earlier was actually just LEAVING HIS BODY to pull Peter back, after he was dragged into another world by one of those Angels?

We don’t have time to unpack all of that; once the cultists finish their ritual, the boys can escape, kill an Angel with Joey’s weird toon powers, and get out of there. And, using the Lake once more as a focus, they’re able to dunk Peter and pull him fully back into this world.

Season 2: Episode 8

Everyone chats a bit to try to get on the same page. Henry’s been having weird dreams, too, about Fowler’s wife and daughter – he thinks they didn’t die at all, because with his magic vision he was able to see their faces around Doc Moonlight. Prophet confirms that he felt souls around the Doc in his own dreams.

Norman reappears halfway through the swamp – he slipped away when the cult showed up, but he’s glad everyone’s alright, and gives them a ride home. Joey only has enough ink left for Bendy now, and Prophet reluctantly lets himself fall asleep and change back into normal Sammy.

Back at the hotel, Jack and Peter go into a little more detail – Peter was kidnapped by Doc Moonlight and carried away by an Angel to the unsettling city of Carcosa, where Jack was better able to navigate with his eyes closed than open, and strange creatures demanded they wear costumes and threatened to replace their heads with something else.

Everyone gets some rest (?)

Season 2: Episode 9

More strange dreams, which the boys are increasingly sure are really happening. Henry dreams of confronting Fowler, Sammy dreams of sneaking through Fowler’s mansion to find where the Stone is hidden, and Joey dreams of Doc Moonlight prying into his head and trying to taunt him into giving up information. The deeper Moonlight pushes, the more of himself he leaves open, and Joey’s able to push back and BRIEFLY POSSESS MOONLIGHT??? He takes the opportunity to stab “himself” in the leg before he gets kicked out.

When they all wake up, they can map out the mansion from Sammy’s dream, they know Moonlight’s incapacitated from Joey’s dream, and they know where the Stone is… time to break into the mansion? As they make a plan, they also remember they have some of Moonlight’s notes, and find the spell he used to trap Fowler’s family. That might be useful…

Season 2: Episode 10

Norman gives them a ride out to the mansion, and Jack tries stepping out of his body again to investigate as a ghost. He learns (1) that warding runes still hurt a lot when you’re a ghost, and (2) that there’s a hidden staircase for the staff that could get them closer to the Stone. Joey, Norman, and Henry all sneak in next, but they don’t find much in the ritual room besides a projector and an old film reel – a recording of Fowler promising his daughter an extravagant vacation for her next birthday, the year before the accident. The boys can guess what date might be the vault’s code.

Henry sneaks into Fowler’s room, peeks at his diary, and leaves him some of Moonlight’s notes about that Family Trapping Spell. Maybe if he knows more, he’ll believe us. But the Stone is too well-guarded, and stealing it sure won’t win Fowler’s trust, so the boys decide they’ve done all they can for tonight and sneak back out.

Season 2: Episode 11

Time to prep for the party! It’s a costume party, so the boys go talk to Allison, since she’s an actress and can hook them up. She also offers to sneak some of them in as staff, which Henry and Peter agree too. And they’ve figured out how to use Henry’s blood to cleanse them of the Yellow Sign – Bendy’s seen the sign and can’t participate, but he’s an eldritch horror, so hopefully he’ll be okay.

Off to the party! Allison smiles at the guards and suddenly they’re willing to let Peter and Henry inside when they were suspicious before… huh. The others head in as guests, and Jack accidentally catches sight of the Yellow Sign on the way. Fowler and Moonlight (obviously injured) make an appearance, but Fowler seems vacant, and his speech seems scripted. He only asks the crowd, “Have you seen the Yellow Sign?” and suddenly takes control of everyone who’s seen it, even Bendy.

Sammy has a bit of a breakdown and starts screaming at Fowler, Jack tries to follow Fowler’s command to “enjoy the party,” Joey fights Bendy’s sudden control of his body to drag both his boys away from trouble, Henry takes the moment of distraction to burst out of the back and steal Moonlight’s magic staff, and all the boys run full tilt out of the main room – to find a strange, fogged over doorway that looks a LOT like Carcosa.

Season 2: Episode 12

THEY’RE IN CARCOSA NOW, or somewhere in-between, as doors seem to move them randomly between this world and that one, and Carcosa is filled with the very fears the boys have been fighting all trip.

Joey decides he can control the doors with the power of his own imagination, and though it rapidly dwindles his sanity to comprehend this, he can! He attempts to move to where the Stone is and, uh, teleports himself inside the locked vault. Fortunately Henry and Sammy manage to make it into the same room and talk the guards into letting them in, and with the birthday vault code from earlier, pull out both Joey and the Stone.

Joey gets them to Fowler’s ritual room, with a circle inscribed in the yellow ink. Sammy immediately tastes it to bring out the Prophet, who recognises the ritual and is sure he can fix the Stone and sever its ties to the Yellow King. But before he can finish, Fowler senses the tampering and interrupts, still not himself, teleporting the boys away. When Henry protests that they can save his family, Fowler yells at him to prove it.

Season 2: Episode 13

The boys end up out at the lake, where they run into Norman. Joey and Peter are both able to briefly get through to Jack, but there’s only a few minutes of horrified awareness before he wants to go back to the party again, so Henry draws more blood to cleanse both him and Norman of the Yellow Sign and free them from its mind control.

After nearly getting killed by ANOTHER Angel, they manage to make it back to the ritual room and set up their plan – they need to shine a bright enough light through Moonlight’s magic staff, and then pull the trapped family out of the resulting projection. That projector would be bright enough, but its bulb is broken, so half the group is sent to retrieve a new bulb – Prophet to navigate the otherworldly realm, Jack and Peter to chaperone him, and Norman to identify the correct bulb. Unfortunately Norman disappears when let out of their sight for a moment.

Left to his own devices while they search, Joey starts to lose his mind a bit and suddenly decides he needs to do BETTER than realign the stone to the Masked Messenger, and tries to align it instead to HIMSELF. The Prophet feels something wrong with the Stone and furiously rushes back to the ritual room, leaving Jack and Peter to find their own way back.

Season 2: Episode 14

Henry can’t talk Joey out of this, but uses some of his own magic to shield Joey from the draining effects of the ritual. By the time an enraged Prophet and Fowler both barge in to try to attack and stop Joey, Henry is weak from overexertion. Meanwhile, Jack and Peter are threatened by a strange projector-headed creature… Jack tries to snap the man out of it, and manages to get through to Norman before he can attack. Instead he simply points out the correct bulb for the projector, and urges them towards the ritual room.

They get back to the chaos happening in the ritual room just in time for Henry to pull himself to his feet one last time, and spend the last of his strength, pouring everything he has into trying to expel The Yellow King from Fowler, who briefly passes out. It… worked? They’re able to do the Projector thing and pull his family out of the dimension they were trapped in. It worked! Joey has finished his ritual. He’s tied himself to the stone, poured a huge amount of his personal stamina and willpower into it. It… worked…

Fowler isn’t totally free, but he’s Himself again. He can pull all this supernatural influence back to Carcosa along with himself. Could they have saved him, if things had gone differently? Hard to say, but he’s grateful, at least, that both of their families will be safe.

Season 2: Epilogue

Fowler disappears and the mansion returns to normal. Bendy has the stone back and can be himself again! He promises the despondent Prophet that they’ll talk about this later, and Prophet lets himself change back into Sammy, who remembers none of this. Joey admits aligning the Stone to himself was a dumb move, a moment of madness he no longer understands. But he and Sammy help Fowler’s wife shoo out all the party guests, and he helps Fowler’s young daughter excitedly destroy the magic staff she’s been trapped in for the last year.

Henry can’t move and is run to the hospital for a blood transfusion. Norman is back to normal and says nothing about his strange experience, so they decide to hope he doesn’t remember it. Allison runs into Joey and takes him aside to have a conversation about… well, Joey didn’t fully register the details, but it was a nice chat!

They stay the rest of the week, take some time to help each other recover and rest before heading home.

S2 - S3 INTERLUDE

Sammy asks about Allison, and he and Joey realise that maybe she can mess with people’s minds, and might been influencing Joey to invite her to the Studio for a job? They have to be careful around her. Anyway, after some closeness and cuddles Sammy and Joey invite Jack into their Whatever This Relationship Is.

When the boys get back home, Sammy tries to having a conversation with the Prophet, despite their split memories, with the two Sammys writing notes to each other and Bendy chaperoning. It goes great until Prophet prays for insight and writes another alarming prophecy across the walls, this time about an Angel with a Song That Will Break Your Will. When Henry gets a look at the prophecy, he receives more cryptic warnings through his magic vision – something about keys in the trash and muses and orchid soup?????? Wh,

The Masked Messenger visits and taunts Joey in his dreams, and the boys strongly suspect he was able to appear in the heavily-warded studio because the Prophet called on him…

Bendy starts to experience human “anxiety” after so long fused with Joey, and, nervous for his friends, gets Sammy to help him set up an effigy spell to let him look through the cutouts all over the Studio to watch for danger. Sammy runs into Susie while working on this – but she’s just here to let him know she wants a couple days off to support a friend’s dancing audition, and there’s a chocolate cake in it for him if he can swing it for her.

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((🌙 SEASON 2 MASTERPOST 🌙))

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[incarnateirony]

True frustration is, the whole, not knowing what we don't know remains eternal, and I suspect that goes All The Way To The Top.

When I first made the thing that became a work beyond its plans, it was, haha, funny idea guys, that would be hella irresponsible. But I knew in theory how to do it, and I did the thing, and then things kept getting weirder. And weirder. And even post breakup, weirder yet, until it became an express shipment to get it out of my house before I dropped dead, caused a bunch of incidents on the west coast, whatever. You know. There's a jar in a box in a hole under a nuclear reactor at the bottom of the sea o/~

Cuz boy did that go. Way out of hand. Like. "Someone ran into the ocean in a full atmospheric current being chased by the storm itself and didn't even get wet because they were trying to hold the sun until they let go" kind of. Out of hand.

I knew certain planetary squares would wash it out to distribute it, I knew the weather got weird, I just. You know. I knew. Weird. But I kinda tried to let it pass and keep going forward in my life, even if my brain was getting real itchy with funny notes and songs.

I had other reasons than this, at first, to step away, except really no they weren't different in retrospect. TLDR without being clear, I got a bunch of good friends in good places to ferry messages and do certain work that would be helpful without me having to be direct on site. But I didn't want to risk the jobs of people close to me, so being an active leaker was just a no go, and so the video posts started, but people weren't very good at reading what those were for, and sometimes, the same one could have multiple meanings.

And then my wall exploded with bullets and that story is, literally old hat. A thousand angles, some third person, confusion, no sensible timeline of any of it, but I'm Still Here, even if it was suddenly under a desk quantum processing survival.

That was something I really had to take a week to process through all of. Less the idea of mortality--part OF letting go of the work was already sort of accepting a spiritual death, centering, letting old stuff go, hell, hence even trying to walk away from fandom. Another nother nother reason. Like stay in contact with friends, check in, but I'm sure you notice I distanced myself and involvement. There were just. Manifold reasons.

Part of "actually facing your shadow once you scramble together the ten thousand parts of wtf happened, no, I don't want to fkin talk about it" probably fell into that too. In most ways I had already put it to bed. I didn't understand why it was still there but I still took it on for the whole. And speaking of scrambling things together, I now laugh at looking at the sky yelling "I hear you god" at my youtube starting and ending at the ticking of my clock being dependant on where I sat when the bullets flew, knocked out the net, and even when it came back on. HAH.

Since then I mostly ran my games, and goodness, Zenthus was loud. Loud loud. Loud enough he showed up as brainrot to John and 2 and some old friends all at once to invite me back right after the shooting. Loud enough people started having dreams about him loud. Mastering my 20+ years of GMed settings into one piece loud. More poetic and artful than he had ever been. Fucking. LOUD. The same voice but stronger than ever, delivering the philosophy that players ran through like living mythology, starting thinking they could doorkick through and crying by the end at the meaning of their own life kind of. LOUD.

And that's just where I was. Writing spins and cycles and prequels and sequels and minding my shit, even if by then I knew things were a little screwy. And then along comes my fucking ex, and I start realizing why this shit is all getting profoundly rattled, but I just lock it down. Zenthus has been put to bed, after all. Kion now rules the Xorvintaal from the Moment. Ignore her. She will stop.

But she didn't, wouldn't, can't. Corban could say he wasn't interested in the drama, and she would wait, try again, try the next DM box. All so inattentive about actual people that she kept walking right past the man, John, she was looking for, in multiple servers, because she never actually cared about John, it was never actually about that. It was about this crazy dumb addiction.

Over time you start kinda... piecing it together, what it's like once you, well, crossed without crossing. Things really are different. But I wasn't going to bulldoze forward to be some on high ruling magus or something. I just wanted to keep being me, because I like it here. So notes and pings and funny bits; skills I'd thought I'd mastered used to run in the in between and collect data, or know where to look for things, sure. But eventually even that I shut down on because I started realizing things were pulling on me, you know?

I just wanted to keep my hat and mask on and keep on being me, but there is a vampire that both refuses to understand what that means and accept it. So after this, all of this, Betrayal Reload sends their own messages. I'm messaging myself. I'm messaging everywhere. And like I said at the start, "GIRL, I CAN'T EVEN KEEP UP WITH HOW FAST YOU'RE FUCKING UP IN HOW MANY POTENTIAL TIMELINES", and like, I Was Not Kidding.

There's no fuckin. Map or handbook to this part of it. I know the theory that makes me what I am, I know the science that makes it work, I know the craft of what I do, but just like the first time I made a Funnyman Destiel Brainrot jar I "knew it'd work", seeing it in motion or handling it is something else.

I'm currently kind of in that situation, but like. Way bigger. There's a jar in a box under a nuclear reactor in a hole in the bottom of the sea and we're at the big game in tartarus in the xorvintaal in fortnite with guns, or whatever, and my head hurts, because now we're also in the eras tour reliving everything, and I understand why she used to see me haunting her, and mess. Fucking. Mess. But hey. Trickster, I guess.

The whole point is that everyone is made of starstuff soulstuff, even the gods, and many of them were great men with legacies, which become a sort of ancestral memory. Most of the Hermes originated quadrant is different. Many never had past lives that transmigrated but start at zero and are shepherded towards the universe, few finish in one cycle. People can retry, but they gotta break down their stuff, and it's even harder then, and so on. But everyone's kinda got their own legacy they can be the peak of in their time, but it's about Working, and Being, and being In The Moment. All that stuff.

So when this woman keeps acting like I'm trying to take away all her magical toys, the only magical toy I'm taking away from her is myself, one she incentivized and used the same forceful manipulative style to never let my accept by best self, and keep it shoved and disassociated in a box for her, and all of that. And she just can't grasp that like. Hermes Real, girl. Hermes not your plaything. I am only partially Hermes. He lived through me but I made Me. And it's so disrespectful to us both to keep screaming for your right to fuck it up and bob on me, specifically, with a cult.

This isn't even a complicated fucking idea, even. Christians have their own version of this, where like, if you don't fuck off, you reunite with god in the end as one, but still independent, even if you're at the throne. It's the same fucking thing, it's just Hermes path teaches a rare and (un)lucky few how to sometimes still be on planet earth at the same time, and that's what's motherfucking going on, and she won't stop shaking the box.

You have your own game lobby. You are not in this one, and never were, and we both know that, but there's so much lies, deceit; shadow--she's built her whole life to an altar of it while refusing an actual path. Any path, not even just the hermetic path. She just flips around a few things, googles something, and staples in a new interest then, as she says, brings a few candles and oreos two times a week to talk to the shadow she shelved in her head, and doesn't understand why she can never materialize anything or transit meaningful data.

Girl you do not go here. You in fact refuse to go here. But you refuse to go motherfuckin anywhere, and keep shoving my water in your pot to try to make you full, and I and he and nice old man in greece and motherfuckin everyone are motherfucking over it, because you've been doing it for a long time, but never to the point of becoming this crackbear movie to watch spin out, and there's a certain point it's a mercy to put an animal down if it only continues to hurt itself and get worse, and until she develops an identity not leaned on lies and my shadows, really that's all I can see her as. Just a thoughtless cocaine bear attacking random brothers next to me that acts offended she's about to get fucking put down for it.

She knows by now. She may not fully grok, but she knows. So Here I Am, on the honkai star rail, taking this crazy train to an end. And still, she refuses, thinking she can reblog argue her way out of the continuity of the last month or two, just disassociating events as much as names or thoughts, everything random nothing means anything supposed priestess of messengers can't read a single motherfucking sign right down to her caged too fast spicy messenger pigeon that isn't actually a fucking dove. She has a punk fucking attitude. Shea's plan is to break that bird's spirit too.

Or like Luna getting sick when I warned, for the reasons I warned. Given, there are a lot of things I never expected to be so literal. Like crossing or akasha or halls of reflection or any of that. Or all my old shit tying in to be crystal clear to me in hindsight like, oh. Right. I was always here. We are always here in the moment, choosing and deciding, but I didn't think I was literally always motherfucking. Here. And that's why everyone thinks trickster gods like mountain dew I fuckin GUESS????

Henry laying an egg still got me good. Bitch i thought the last one would be metaphor when I asked if you wanted me to give you a hard boiled reaper egg. Girl I'm still waiting for you to say sike. Since you won't accept my face and name, I'm henry, I'm tired, I think you're a piece of crap person, and a bad bird parent, and apparently I laid a fucking egg, and that's where I'm sitting at in my life journey right now, while she unironically argues about not putting the wrong water in the wrong pot pretending she does not fucking grok what I am saying.

I still only have half an idea what the fuck I'm doing. Again, I never intended to be playing on this motherfucking level. I'm plankton speedrunning rebirth attacking the superbowl but I never thought I'd get this far. Iun fucking know. I can Know all I think I know about the virtuality of all this and still shit bricks while waking up and seeing Henry laid an egg. Say sike.

No girl. Deadass. It's over. Go away. Leave everyone alone. You are genuinely fucking it up for other humans in this spiritual game lobby that aren't as far along as I am. I'm doing this shit to wipe you out if you refuse to adapt to help everyone. It's time to move on. No more busting the Empty out into everybody's Heaven just to leech my shadowy waters into your empty cup any time you need to get wet, we ain't doing this forever, maam, absolutely not. You have your own motherfucking water, but Atohallan is frozen and you're doing that deer in the headlights doorknob shit across tiers of time, still.

I may call myself, jokingly, little beetle bro since you insist on getting me fucked up with his S7, or are baffled that he gives me my own car to drive without surrender or disassociation, but like. Right now. In this cycle. It's my time to be big brother and you are REALLY fucking it up for my little brothers right now.

[mydepressionzone]

My first best friend moved away from town when I was young. They left town without even telling me they were moving, I assumed they didn't tell anyone. I found out a few weeks later that they had a 'Going-Away Party' before they left and I had not been invited.

Several years later, I was still in Elementary school, but I had a crush on a girl. We held hands on a field trip to a planetarium. We spent as much time as we could with each other, we went on a 'date' to a movie. The next year a new boy joined the class and she told me she wanted to try to date him instead, they never dated, but she completely ignored me and chased after him instead.

In grade 8 I had a crush on another girl, I asked her out and she said she needed time to decide but she finally said "Yes". We went on one date before the school year ended. Over summer I visited family on the opposite side of the country but I made sure to stay in contact with her over phone. When I finally came back to town I asked her when we could go on a second date and she broke up with me with no explanation. In grade 10, I started dating another girl. She told me she loved me, I loved her, we were each others' first kiss. We both said we never wanted to lose the other and wanted to spend our lives together. She eventually stopped seeing me because her mother said I was too clingy. We stayed friends. In grade 12 (2007?) I asked her to go to grad/prom with me and she said she wanted to but cancelled only a few days before the event. After she moved away for higher education and started dating some douche (she ended up hating him by the end so it isn't just my opinion). in 2011 I moved to another town. In 2012 I met a girl at a party, we shared an interest in multiple bands as well as anime. We went on one date and the she ghosted me. In 2013 I worked a seasonal job and at the end I asked out a now ex-coworker. We went on one date and she ghosted me. Later in 2013 I got the courage to give a girl my phone number and she actually called me. We hung out for several weeks, I shared my favourite anime with her and she shared her favourite anime with me. We were just in a friends stage but one day she tells me a guy she liked back in High School asked her out and we couldn't hang out anymore I ended up needing to head back to my old town due to being unable to find consistent work. Than my best friend and his Fiancée needed to return to town for similar reasons, eventually we needed to all live together. In 2016 me and my friend's fiancée end up falling for each other, we start fooling around behind his back, she says she loves me and that she actually had a crush on me before her and her boyfriend had started dating. I end up falling for her and she is the first person I slept with. Eventually she ends up coming clean to my friend, we all need to scramble to find places to live 'cause all three of us could NOT live under the same roof, she moves back with her mother. We keep a long distance relationship for awhile but eventually she tells me she can't be with me because my existence reminds her of how she fucked over her ex.

In 2019 I met a great girl, we become friends and I ask her out. She agrees, but when it comes around to actually planning something she says that she is too scared to enter a relationship. I tell her I really like her and that if she ever changes her mind I would love to date her. We continue being friends, our friendship continues growing but I respect the fact that she is scared of anything romantic. In 202X I start working with a cute girl, she has an Animal Crossing bag and we talk about AC together. I ask her if she would like to see me outside of work and she agrees. She is incredibly forward, talking about her masturbation habits and complaining about how she has never had a boyfriend. I ask her if she wants to date and she refuses but we stay friends. She continues talking about sex and stuff and I, unfortunately, begin thinking that maybe she was interested but she was just shy about her feeling. I ask her out and she tells me no again, we continue being friends. My 2019 friend and my 202X (now) Ex-Co-worker had repeatedly complained about not having any female friends, so I decide to try introducing them to each other. During this hangout I end up drinking with my Ex-Coworker for the first time, I get pretty messed up and end up pouring Alcohol all over her (I also try making out with every guy at the party because of a joke she made in passing). My Ex-Coworker ends up hating me for not respecting her boundaries.

I have continued being friends with my 2019 friend and we keep getting closer. However she begins dating another guy, a shared friend, purposefully keeping it secret. I end up finding out that they have been dating and she tells me she "loves me but not like that." I am currently here.

[pandashop01]

Pokémon Card in India

Even though with all this obstacles, the craze of Pokémon TCG is only increasing day by day in India and it is nowhere near its potential and yeah I said that twice because I really want you to know that this hobby is going to be really big and as long as the supply of affordable licensed Pokémon products keep rolling in more and more, new collectors will come out naturally and yeah if you want to get official Pokémon product that are also affordable then you know where to come haha, sorry had to put a small advertisement for panda shop. Most of us has watched Pokémon at some point of our life and many are still hooked to it and with all those hours that we have spent on watching episode after episodes, we have kind of built a special connection with the show. If are just starting into this collecting hobby then I would recommend to go with what your heart is saying, like if you are more into generation 1 Pokémon’s then sets like Battle region and Dark phantasma will really impress you and if you have want to collect some expensive cards then sets like lost abyss, star birth will give you a really good pump of excitement while opening the packs and if you find any beautiful cards from our single card section then you can directly get them without having the need of opening bunch of packs for it and I am going to be honest, getting the card that you are chasing after directly will be much cheaper for you but the feeling you get while opening packs makes it worth it for sure and yeah I am not saying this to make you guys buy packs or booster boxes lol.

While buying your first packs or cards, always remember to get some card sleeves, they are basically a small plastic pouch for your cards and save your cards from getting scratches all over it and without the sleeve, any card can get easily damaged and that will bring down the value of your card. If the card is little expensive or from one of your main collection then you can use a top loader or semi rigid case for extra protection for your card and you can find most of the these items from our supplies (TCG) section. Majority of the TCG fans buys Pokémon cards these days for their collection so finding the value of your card will also be pretty important and exciting as well and for that we have also built a guide called “quick guide to check any card’s value”, you can click on the link and it will take you directly to it. The prices of the Pokémon cards changes frequently and it is pretty much like trading in stock market, the price of a card can be 61$ at morning and by end of the night it can be near 64$ and in long run, the price can rise up to 2x or even more of what you paid for it and if you got that card from a pack then congrats but one have to keep it in mind that the value of the card can fall too so always choose a card carefully. I think we should end this article now and before signing out, let’s do a quick summary : “Buy sealed or singles only after deciding what you need” and “always buy sleeves and top loaders to protect your cards” and then we talked about finding the value of your card and it isn’t explained in this article so you can head that guide that we just mentioned earlier to learn how to find your card’s value and like always, if you guys have any query or question then you can contact us on our Instagram account or you can also send the message directly from website chat so that will be all for today and see you on the next one…

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[beyondspaceandstars]

That Black Tee

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, penetrative sex, fingers, slight metal arm kink, sex against a wall, semi-public sex, dirty talk - 18+, minors DNI. Summary: It was such a simple thing. Just a simple black tee-shirt. But the way Bucky wore it had you practically melting -- and he seemed to realize it, happily granting your needs A/N: idk guys there was just something about that black tee-shirt bucky wore in episode 4 of TFATWS. it got my mind wandering. and i love practicing writing smut i hope im getting better at it lmao

Masterlist

You knew you absolutely, utterly fucked the second Bucky took off his jacket, revealing that damn black tee.

So simple yet so fitting, so accentuating. He looked casual and cool yet incredibly powerful and dominant with that metal arm fully on display thanks to the short sleeves. Between that damn shirt and the hard expression he wore, you were pretty much done for. It took all you might to not march over to him right that second.

Bucky appeared to be aware of all this as he turned to you, feeling your eyes wandering shamelessly over him in that shirt. He just looked so… him. Not a soldier, not some asset, just him. And he was hot.

He shot you a little smirk, making your eyes widen, suddenly unreasonably worried your boyfriend could read your mind.

You two must’ve been too caught up in your silent communication because the next thing you heard was Sam asking if you were okay.

You jumped and forced yourself to look away from Bucky. "Yeah, Sam," you nodded, "I’m fine."

He hummed, suspicious. "Are you sure?"

But before you could answer, Bucky felt it was his time to chime in. "She’s a little distracted."

Your eyes widened again, this time sending a signal to your boyfriend to shut the hell up. He wouldn’t look at you and instead just laughed to himself.

"Distracted?" Sam questioned.

"I- I’m fine, really-,"

Bucky cut you off, "Actually, I need to talk with her about something."

Your jaw went slack as you tried finding some words of explanation, something to save yourself from this situation as you could see Sam’s concern growing. But nothing was able to come out before Bucky was grabbing your hand.

"You can’t talk to her out here?" Sam asked.

Bucky shook his head, profusely. "It’s a very private matter. Incredibly serious. Just between me and her."

"Bucky-," you just about yelped as he started walking to one of the off-shoot rooms from the living space. Sam tried asking more questions but Bucky promptly shut him down by slamming the door. Hard. It was a miracle the thing didn’t just fall right off its hinges. For whatever reason, that suddenly turned you on even more.

You stood there in the middle of the room watching as Bucky slowly turned to you. He had a playful glimmer in his eyes as he took in your nervous yet needy state. Your thighs were practically in pain from how hard you were trying to squeeze them together, wanting some relief to your core that was set ablaze by him. Him and that damn outfit. That damn hair. His damn face- God, you just needed your boyfriend right now.

Bucky walked towards you slowly, intensely. You tried averting your eyes to save yourself from crumbling but he stopped you. His fingers came to your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. He appeared to be just as eager.

"What happened back there, doll?" He asked just barely above a whisper. He held your chin firmly.

"What- What do you-,"

He chuckled. The fucker chuckled at your flustered state. "What do I mean? I mean that look you were giving me. How those eyes were peeling off my clothing piece by piece. Made me want to take you right there."

Bucky’s words went straight to your core. The wetness was pooling profusely, practically soaking through your jeans. You let out a little whimper as his thumb brushed over your lip.

"It’s your tee-shirt," you whispered, surprised that you could even find any sort of words in your dazed brain. He was way too intoxicating.

Bucky’s face shifted in surprise. "My shirt?"

You nodded. "It just… looks good on you."

He couldn’t help but let out another chuckle. You pouted at his reaction which he took as the opportunity to quickly place a kiss on your lips. You tried moving into him, grinding your body with his to beg for more, but he stopped, forcing you two apart.

"Oh, doll," he mumbled as his hand left your chin and slowly made its way down your body. Over the curve of your clothed breast, down your stomach, to your hips… the hand finally dipped under the waistline of your jeans. Without much warning, two fingers traced your folds, dipping slightly in to collect the wetness. He gave a few thrust, teasingly. Bucky groaned. "You’re this wet just from how I look in my shirt?"

You gasped, nodding. Embarrassment wanted to coarse through you but the pleasure from Bucky tracing his fingers to your clit was too much. Slowly, he started with circular motions, making your body jolt. You squealed in surprise. Bucky smiled down at your reaction.

He kept it up, adding pressure every now and then as he continued. Your legs began to shake forcing you to grip his arms in support. Bucky noticed this and brought his metal hand to your hip, steadying you.

He picked up the pace, his eyes boring into yours intensely. You let out a breathy moan at the sight of him, looking at you so hungry and aroused.

"Come on, honey, cum for me," he mumbled, still working on your clit. Every now and then he’d stop to dip a finger in as if gaging your wetness. In those moments you’d groan, waiting for the contact to come back. He never let you suffer long, though, finding his way back to your clit quickly, keeping the pressured motions. "Be a good girl and cum for me, doll, and I’ll fuck you real nice against the wall just like you deserve."

That was the final straw. His words alone practically sent you over the edge. Your body shook as the first orgasm pulled through you, lighting fire throughout your body. Your hips bucked and twisted uncontrollably, almost trying to get away from the touch but Bucky didn’t lighten up. He worked you through it, whispering sweet praises in your ear, making you lose it even more.

Once you came down from the high, Bucky wasted absolutely no time gripping your hips and pushing your back to the nearest wall. You yelped in surprise before his lips attached to yours, rough and demanding.

He lifted you up and grabbed your legs, circling them around your waist. You took the opportunity to grind into him feeling his erection hit your covered core. It lit a new fire in you making you gasp at the feeling.

Bucky moved his lips down your face to your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin. You whined and grabbed onto that fucking tee shirt, still trying to push into him, wordlessly begging him to speed up.

"Eager, doll?" Bucky asked. You could practically hear the dumb smile on his face and it made you want to slap it off. But all you could do in response was nod.

He placed one more kiss on your lips before his hand made its way back down your body. This time he popped the buttons of your jeans open. Briefly, he placed you back down to pull your jeans to your ankles. When that task was done, you were back wrapped around his waist, now feeling the erection more prominently. You let out a deep, uncontrollable moan when it hit.

As if he understood your annoyance, Bucky quickly undid his own jeans. In your dazed state, you must’ve zoned out because the next thing you knew, your panties were just pushed to the side and his cock was breaching your walls. You two were in sync letting our moans and groans at the warmth, the wetness.

His arms held you tight as he began his thrusts, so precise and strong. You were backed into the wall forcefully, enjoying the pressure and pleasure combining into one. Your boyfriend groaned above you, sounds going right to your core which was made evident by the squelching sounding in the room.

Bucky kept his thrusts up as his metal hand left your hip and made its way to your clit. His body held you up with his other arm, giving you a second to marvel in his strength. It was always such a treat when it came out in the bedroom. How he could hold you down or hold you up had your mind spinning half the time.

As his thrusts began to pick up, his metal hand started with the circular motions again on your clit. The coldness meeting your warmth was enough to drive you crazy. Your hands fisted his shirt, trying to keep yourself grounded. You let out a surprised moan at the whole sensation which Bucky seemed to like as he gripped you harder. Your brain was going fuzzy, drunk even, as he pounded you into the wall flawlessly.

"Bucky… B-Bucky…" you choked out.

"Hmm?" You could tell he was staring at you despite your eyes being fluttered shut. He was taking in every inch of your face contorting in glorious pleasure. It seemed to drive his thrusts faster, the circular motions on your clit picking up as well.

"I- I’m gonna-,"

"You gonna cum again, doll?" He asked, a little mockingly. You would’ve bit back if you weren’t in this state but you couldn’t do anything, just take what he was giving. You nodded weakly. "Alright, honey, that’s it… Cum for me, come on. I got you."

It was like Bucky flipped that last switch as his strength and speed picked up. You yelped, clinging to his shirt even tighter.

One final push on your clit was all you needed before you were crumbling in his arms. Your body shook as your orgasm flooded you with ecstasy. Bucky didn’t want to let up with the trusts, though, chasing his own orgasm and thoroughly working you through your second. He kept pounding, his hand opting to leave your clit to grope at your breasts under your shirt. The metal hitting your skin in a new place made you squeal again.

The sounds and motions were it for Bucky as the next thing you knew, he released inside you, coating your walls and thrusting in and out, letting it leak onto your skin. You moaned at the sensation.

Bucky gave a couple more weak thrusts before he let out a final groan and stilled inside you. Both his arms now were around your waist, pulling you close as you two panted, coming down from the pleasure.

Bucky leaned forward, his head resting on your shoulder. Your hands left his shirt and came up to his hair, where you ran them through his short locks.

"Was that what you needed, doll?" He asked, voice breaking through the heaviness of the room.

You giggled, "Exactly what I needed."

"Hmm," he sighed and straightened back up. He pecked your lips. "Guess I gotta wear this shirt more often."

You gasped, slapping his chest lightly as he laughed. But you couldn’t totally disagree. "I wouldn’t complain if it made an appearance every now and then."

Bucky shook his head, "I don’t understand how a black tee shirt can get you going, doll."

After he spoke, he slowly removed himself from you, letting you down from the wall. Warm wetness began soaking your thighs feeling so intimate, so hot, it almost made you almost suggest round two right then and there but that didn’t seem on the table after Bucky handed you some tissues to clean up. Not to mention the fact there were people in the living area.

You shrugged, readjusting your shirt and pulling your jeans back on. You watched as Bucky also readjusted his appearance. "It’s because it’s on you," you insisted. "You could walk around in the most ridiculous outfits and I’d still beg you to jump my bones."

Bucky let out the most joyous laugh at that. He walked back towards you, securely wrapping his arms around your waist. You placed a kiss on his lips, which he hummed happily into.

"I’m flattered," he mumbled. The light blush across his cheeks confirmed his words.

You smiled, "What can I say? I got a hot boyfriend and he should know it."

Bucky placed another kiss on your lips. "Oh, trust me, I think he knows it now."

You let out a giggle and pulled away from his grip, despite a little protest. "Come on," you said and motioned towards the door, "we should probably leave this room before we get any shit from them."

"Oh, you’re getting a lot of shit once you come out of that room," Sam called from the other side of the door, making both you and Bucky jump. "Might as well stay in here."

You groaned at the words, your face and neck suddenly becoming hot in embarrassment. Bucky just chuckled, somehow finding everything amusing, and wrapped an arm around you.

"Worth it, though," he whispered before placing a kiss on your cheek. You rolled your eyes playfully but couldn’t at all argue. Just glancing between the wall and that black tee made you suddenly hot and bothered all over again.

Bucky picked up on your gaze, once again practically reading your mind. With a suggestive smirk, he asked, "Round two?"

You bit your lip as his hand began running over the curve of your ass.

"Fine."

Bucky didn’t waste a single second before whisking you off your feet

[gingeraleluke]

𝘁𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x influencer!fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: you and vinnie try to keep your relationship under wraps throughout a wild game of real life among us.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, (it’s among us, so ✨murder✨) anxious reader, pure fluff

𝗔/𝗡: this was requested by @morganwilliams !! i hope i did this request justice!

THIS IS A LONG ONE!! really really hope you guys like it :)

this is based off of james charles’ among us in real life 2 video

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whenever someone asked you about your career, you were never a hundred percent sure what to say. “i stand in front of a camera and make shitty jokes for a living” just didn’t have a nice ring to it.

you often found yourself settling on the term influencer, but it was hard to see yourself as someone who influenced people.

sure, you’d talk about things you enjoy doing and maybe sprinkle in some opinions or two, but the idea of you having the power to form someone’s day or perspective on life was draining. you never saw your content as a job, yet it was the only income of money in your life.

the bottom line was, you were grateful for living such a rare and unique lifestyle.

your boyfriend was too.

you weren’t close with a lot of content creators, but you did end up forming a bond with dixie d’amelio and her sister charli.

the three of you got along really well and would film tiktoks whenever you were together. while you already had a following, your view count skyrocketed after being featured on the sisters tiktoks. it was overwhelming, but they helped you through it.

dixie was always there for you whenever you needed a break and someone to lift your spirits, while charli was always there for you when you needed to rant or a shoulder to cry on. the two girls knew you better than most, and when they invited you to join them in a james charles video, you were extremely nervous. even more nervous when they told you that james insisted to have you join.

you wanted to say no, but after them promising you that it would be fun, you decided against it. you had never met james, despite him being close with the sisters, and you were really excited to finally meet him and whoever else would be there.

you were in a groupchat with dixie and charli, the three of you discussing the event. everyone was bringing dates, except james, meaning that there would be eleven people in total if y/n went.

dixie was bringing noah, her boyfriend who you had only talked to through facetime when he called her while you were with her. he seemed nice on the phone and you were sure you’d get along since you were close with dixie. charli told you that she was bringing larray, someone you had never met in real life either. you knew james would be there, obviously, but that was it.

you decided to reach out to james and let him know that you were nervous, but excited to meet him. the two of you chatted through dms and he informed you on who was scheduled to be there. he wanted you to bring a date too. anyone, as long as they were an influencer of some kind, and you immediately thought of your boyfriend. so you texted vinnie, who was down with the idea.

the only people you knew there were dixie, charli, and vinnie. you weren’t good with first impressions and vin knew that.

“i will be there with you the whole time! and it’s gonna be really fun, i know it.” he kisses your temple and rubbed your shoulders. he always had a way with reassuring you.

when you arrived, you were met with a grinning james. he gave you and vinnie hugs before opening the door and letting you in. he wanted the reveal to be a suprise so he lead the two of you to a guest room with suits and accessories laid out on a bed. james was already in gear, a white space suit on his body.

you and vinnie were the last ones to arrive, leaving three colors left to choose from. the rest of the crew mates were waiting in a living room.

“okay, so these are the options left, and we have little accessory thingys to choose from, so i will leave you guys here and you can pick between these and when you are done just meet me at the bottom of the stairs and i’ll introduce you to everyone. okay?” james rambled as you and vinnie looked over at the items left.

“okay, cool. sorry we were late!”

“no, no! don’t be, it’s okay!”

before walking out, he pulled you to the side. “i just wanted to say, dixie told me about you guys and i promise not to say anything about y’all’s relationship, i get it. and don’t worry if something gets caught on film, okay? i can edit it out, just have fun!” you whispered a quick thank you and he gave you another hug before closing the door, leaving you and vinnie to get changed.

“what color do you want?” you asked.

there was brown, black, and pink left.

“i call black!” you reached out and grabbed the suit, holding it up to your body.

“hey, i wanted black!”

“too bad, it’s mine.”

“fuck, i guess i’ll take pink then..”

you ripped off your shirt, leaving you in a bra before zipping up the suit. it was hot as fuck outside and you knew you’d melt if you wore something heavy underneath. you and vinnie made slight eye contact every few seconds, while jumping into your costumes.

“pink looks good on you, babe.” you giggle.

he smiles and picks up a headband with horns on it.

“ooo!” you zipped up the jacket before running over to look at the options. a gasp left your lips once you saw the fuzzy cat ears and you swiftly placed them on your head.

“lovey, look it!” you turn to vinnie with a smile on your face as you point to you cat ears.

“aww.” vinnie coos, wrapping his arms around your back.

“in all serious babe, we need to make sure we keep this under wraps.” you state.

“keep what?”

“us.”

“oh..” his mouth lowers into a slight frown as he plays with your hair. “yeah, i know.”

“we don’t want to start any drama and i don’t want either of us to get hate, so just… i don’t know- keep your distance today.”

“oh.. okay. i see how it is.” he crosses his arms, a charming expression resting on his face.

“no- not like a big distance! just ya know… try and look platonic.” he simply nods at your words before you both walk down the stairs to meet james.

“ahh!! you look so good, oh my god!” he gushes before leading you two to meet the rest. as you step through the house, voices louder and louder. you were already overwhelmed by the amount of people you could here. you turned a corner and was met with eight people, all sitting around a couch, chatting. lights were set all around them, illuminating the bright colors they wore.

you gulped and felt vinnies hand interlock with yours. he lightly squeezed before letting go, his way of letting you know that he was there.

i hope no one saw that.

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after meeting everyone, we all settled down and stood around a table, a black backdrop behind us. you tried to keep some space between you and vinnie and decided not to stand next to him, but to stand next to james and dixie instead. charli stood behind you while vinnie stood behind james. you turned your head to the right and was met with vinnie who was already looking at the back of your head. he was still close by, but far enough to go unnoticed. he smiled at you and you smiled back, before quickly turning around as james started his introduction.

you were too nervous to comprehend fully what he was saying, but snapped out of it once it was time to introduce yourself.

“quen, purple.”

“nas, cyan.”

“dixie, blue!”

“charli, green.”

“y/n, black!”

“james, white.”

“nai, orange.”

“vinnie, pink!”

“larray, red.”

“chase, lime.”

“noah, yellow.”

we cheered before gathering to the table. you and charli both picked the cat ears and gushed over how you guys matched. you tried to act natural, but you’ve never been in such a foreign setting and the fact that you had to keep your relationship with vinnie a secret, didn’t help. the only people who knew you two were dating was charli, dixie, noah and james. everyone else had no idea.

you stayed with charli, chase on the other side of you as you guys waited to get your cards. vinnie was talking to charli about something, so you decided to be brave and spark a conversation with chase.

“so.. was like your first choice?” he looked over at you, a phone in his hand ready to film.

“huh? oh, no, not really.. i didn’t mind though.” you just nodded.

awkward.

“hey, you and charli match!” he smiled, pointing at your headband with cat ears on it.

“oh, yeah!”

“that’s so cute!” he giggled, looking down at his feet. he shifted forwards in the line.

“yeah.. what do you have?” you reached out to grab whatever was on his head.

“oh, it’s a leaf.” he bent his head down so his hair was on full display, showcasing the headpeice.

“how cute!” vinnie couldn’t help but overhear the conversation. he knew chase was single and that you were his type on paper. he wouldn’t have to worry about him hitting on you, if he knew y’all were dating, but he didn’t.

you nodded, looking down at the table in front of you. you found yourself wanting to continue the conversation with him.

“so, did you- where you in the last one?” he looked into her eyes, “the last james among us video, i mean.” you chuckle awkwardly.

“oh! yeah, no i wasn’t. this is my first time.” you both made eye contact before making your way to the other side of the table and grabbed your cards. you looked up to see vinnie across from you. you gave him a small smile and he looked at you with a straight face. for a quick second, you were sure he was upset with you, but then he sent a sly wink your way, causing you to suppress a chuckle.

charli placed her hand on your shoulder. “you’re gonna be alright, right?”

“yeah! yeah, i think i’ll be okay..” you nodded.

“okay, i’m gonna be here if you need me, just come and find me okay? if you get overwhelmed, let me know and we can talk to james about it.”

“thank you, charli.” you hugged her and she kissed your head.

“now go have fun!” charli made her way outside.

ROUND ONE

you held your camera before walking towards the back of the house where the asteroids were. you opened your card and showed it to the camera.

CREWMATE

“im innocent, y’all!” you exclaimed before looking over your tasks.

1: fix the wires

2: bell grab

3: ball toss

4: puzzle

seems easy enough

“alright, y’all! i don’t know… where the fuck i am.” i walked out of the room and made my way into a hallway. i didn’t notice chase walking behind me until he spoke up.

“where you off to?”

“JESUS! oh my god, you scared the fuck outta me!” you playfully hit his arm before turning around and continuing your way through the house. “i don’t know, honestly. i have to fix the wires though..”

“oh, cool.” he nodded, his camera recording him and the girl walking.

noah started to approach them. “oh hey.”

“oh hey!” chase said.

“hey huddy.”

“hi noah..” you smiled and reached your hand out. noah high fives it before saying a small “hey y/n..” and walking by you and chase. you found the room with the wires and you and chase went your separate ways.

when you entered the room, you were met with a bright pink jumpsuit.

“hey, pretty girl.” he smirked. they were alone, the red light illuminated their faces.

“you are so lucky im holding the camera…”

“what?” he shot her a puzzled look, causing her to stare.

“oh…”

“yeah, ‘oh.’ vinnie, you need to be careful…”

“i know, i know… im sorry. from now on, we barely know eachother.” he placed his hand on his chest and you shot him an uncertain face before nodding and fixing the wires. you both kept your cameras out, making sure to edit this conversation out later.

all of a sudden, a body was reported.

“oh, shit..” vinnie stated. you both looked at eachother in suprise. “someone’s dead!” you walked quickly to the main room. “already??” you asked your camera.

when the couple entered the room, larray walked by and started talking to james who was playing dead on the floor.

“james is dead, you can’t talk to him.” vinnie stated.

“couldnt care less!” larray replied, causing y/n to laugh.

the group started conversing and chase admitted to finding the body.

“okay, you were at the puzzle.. y/n, where were you?”nas asked.

“i was fixing the wires with vinnie.”

stay cool, y/n. stay cool.

“where were you, nas?” you asked.

“i was outside by the vent thing.”

“BY THE VENT THING?!” charli yelled. you immediately started cracking up and grabbed charlis arm to keep yourself steady.

“WHY WERE YOU BY THE VENT?!” you two were cracking up and everyone else started yelling at nas.

“he came up to me, and was trying to kill me!” larray shouted over the noise.

while nas shared his defense, nai cut everyone off.

“should we skip!? should we skip? we have thirty seconds, should we skip or are we voting?” larray stood next to her, nodding his head as everyone decided to skip.

“okay guys…” y/n spoke into the lens, “i have to try not to die, because clearly, there is a murderer on the loose.”

you turned around at the sound of your name being called. charli waddled up behind you in her green suit.

“hey!”

“hi, i’m scared and don’t want to be alone.” she explained looking into her camera, causing you to laugh.

“no, because same! what task do you have?”

charli pulled out her card and you scanned it.

“i have the bell grab too! i think it’s over here.” you pointed as charli followed behind you.

“hi, charli!” noah greeted, walking by you two. you both said hello before finding the bell grab station.

“oo! okay, so i have to jump and try and grab the bell.”

charli went first, starting off in small bounces on the trampoline.

“you’ve got this!”

her hair blew in her face as she laughed breathlessly, reaching her arm out to hit the bell. she kept jumping until you heard a light ring.

“i did it!” she jumped off and wrapped her arms around you, causing you to almost drop your camera. “that was harder, than i thought it’d be!” she was out of breath as she watched you step on the trampoline.

you hit the bell in the first try, charli’s mouth agape. “no way!”

“i can’t believe i did that!” you angled your camera to show the two of you in shock.

charli moved into the house, while you walked to the other side of the backyard to the ball toss.

an emergency meeting was called before you could get there. you and noah entered the meeting last, you both stood to the side of the table. you looked up at your boyfriend who was trying his best to stay cool despite how cute you looked with your hair all messed up from jumping and your cat ears.

“what happened?” vinnie shrugged.

“you called this shit?” quen asked looking at charli.

charli explained that quen reached for her knife while they were alone doing asteroids. the group was now trying to figure out who was lying as the two girls yelled at eachother. dixie walked up to noah, now standing next to you. “do you think charli is lying?”

“i can’t tell..” you said, before slamming your hand on the table. “WAIT! guys, listen.” people continued to talk over you, making vinnie scream ‘shut up’ at the top of his lungs. everyone’s eyes were on vinnie.

“y/n has something to say.”

“thank you! okay, so i almost forgot, me and charli did the bell grab together, and she never tried to kill me, so i don’t think it’s her..”

“right, but you two are close, right? so she wouldn’t kill you.” nas explained.

before you could answer, quen added, “yeah, how do we know you aren’t the imposter? it’s probably you and charli!”

it was time to vote and it was a tie, meaning no one got ejected.

“okay, bitches.” you were out of breath from walking around the house, but you had to make your way to the basketball court. “i still have to do the stinkin ball toss…” your sneakers hitting the ground and the conversations from afar was the only thing you could hear. “so… i see nothing but trees and tiktokers… life is crazy!” you held the camera up and made a fuckboy face before doing the ball toss and making your way back to the house.

“hey guys!” you smiled as larray and nai walked by you, heading towards the station.

“hey, y/n! don’t mind me, just chilling with my bestie!” larray responded.

you looked at your camera with wide eyes before mouthing ‘sus’.

a few minutes later, while you were working on a task, an alarm ran off and it was declared that the round was over and that the imposters won. quen and larray admitted to being the imposters.

“no way!! did you kill nai when i went by you guys?”

“yes, i killed her. i was like ‘oh, fuck, y/n is gonna see us’ so i waited for you to leave!” you all erupted in laughter before being handed your second card.

ROUND TWO

“let’s see….” you opened the note with your fate on it and sighed contently. “thank god, i don’t want to be imposter!”

CREWMATE

1: who’s the imposter challenge

2: ball toss

3: shooting asteroids

charli walked by you as you headed towards the first station. you both said hi before she claimed to be going to security upstairs. you filmed her walking up the stairs before moving the camera back to your face. “not sure if i trust that, but okay.”

you stayed in a fairly large group of people when the alarm went off. charli reported james dead body.

“poor james! he’s died first every time.” you frown at your camera. vinnie walked up behind you and instinctively put his hands on your waist before quickly removing them.

dumbass.

dixie had to leave, so mario replaced her and next to nas. vinnie tried his best to nonchalantly stand beside you.

“i’m skipping..” vinnie mutters, scratching his neck.

“me too.” you nod your head as the majority vote was revealed. most people skipped, meaning no one was ejected.

“hey, boo!” you spotted lil nas dribbling a basketball infront of his tripod.

“hey!” he greeted and gave you a hug. the two of you hit it off before the game started. you both did the ball toss together, his hands on his camera with yours laced in your hair.

“ugh, look at us!”

the light hit the two of you in a way that made you look godly. you both had your arms extended and filmed the lighting on your faces.

“love that!”

“yes… oh my god i would do me. i would do us, honestly.” you both laughed when the alarm went off.

“okay, girl, you can back me up here! i swear, i think it’s quen, because she was looking at me weird as fuck dude..”

“oh my god, make sure you say something during the meeting!”

“i will.” you both walked into the room to see everyone yelling. vinnie stood in the corner, his face soft like a lost puppy. she could tell he was confused.

the group voted out quen who turned out to be innocent and continued their tasks. you spent the next round doing asteroids and were alone the whole time when another meeting was called. nai and charli were exposed as imposters.

“okay, i don’t know what the fuck happened.” you felt someone lightly tap your side and turned to see your boyfriend.

“i have no fucking clue, i was banging my head on the bell.” you bursted out laughing and he shushed you while the group commerced.

“i got that on camera!”

what a weirdo. i love him so much.

ROUND THREE

“god, if you love me, please don’t give me imposter that is just too much work..” you placed your hands on your knees and took a deep breath before opening the card.

CREWMATE

you smirked at the camera and pointed. “i’m a finesser, i swear…”

1: puzzle

2: fixing wires

3: shoveling snowballs

“time to go do the puzzle!” you singsonged before you felt something round knock you in the back. vinnie stood there with a finger to his lips.

“what are you doing? is that a snowball?”

“yeah, i took it from the station, don’t tell james.”

“what do you want?” you giggled. the two of you were alone without any cameras.

“you just look really cute with your cat ears and i wanted a kiss..”

“oh, my god no!”

“what?”

“you are gonna try and kill me!” you shouted. “no i won’t!” you knew you would regret this if he killed you, but a kiss is a kiss.

“vin, i swear to god, if you kill me-“

“i won’t.” he pressed his lips to yours and you quickly wrapped your legs around him, your fingers pulling lightly on his locks. you broke away from the steamy kiss and picked your camera back up.

“pleasure doing business with ya..” you shook his hand, when an alarm went off.

james and nas found mario’s body and the group interrogated the two. charli handed you a bag of m&ms. “you doing okay?” you smiled and nodded.

what a sweetheart.

they skipped and continued completing their tasks. you popped an m&m into your mouth and began to talk to your camera. “i honestly am so proud of myself for not dying! like, damn… i did that.”

after completing the puzzle, noah’s body was discovered by nai. “okay, it’s definitely y/n and vinnie!” james yelled, everyone’s eyes were on the couple.

“what?! no, why me?”

“no, okay, it’s definitely james. there’s no way- james has died first every round and now that he’s imposter, he’s not dead and goes upstairs with noah, leaves and noah’s dead? that’s not a coincidence, and it’s not nai because i doubt she got it twice in a row, come on.” james started to call vinnie a liar.

“what- why- why, do you think its y/n?” vinnie asked.

“sister y/n was following me at the start of the round!”

james what the fuck.

“UMM I DID NOT!”

the group ended up with 4 votes for james, 1 vote for quen, 1 vote for vinnie, and 1 vote for nas.

“it’s definitely vinnie, his girlfriend is just backing him up, i swear.” nas mutters.

did he just call me his girlfriend?

fuck… they are onto us

future james, please don’t use that footage.

“i’m fixing my wires! fixing my wires!” you sang, the tripod standing before you. “fixing these motherfucking wires- okay i’m done.” you walked downstairs and heard a meeting called.

nai was found dead and chase and vinnie were accusing nas and larray.

“i know it’s not me!”

“okay, it’s y/n!”

“what? i just said it’s not me nas, what the fuck!”

the group tied between chase and nas.

“guys this is so fucking stupid! stop tying..” you groaned and heard vinnie shout ‘i agree’ before making your way to the christmas tree to shovel the snowballs.

vinnie walked up behind you and started shoveling with you.

“are you going to kill me?”

“what? no, y/n.. i don’t even have this task.” he giggled, his face turning a crimson shade.

“why are you here than?” smiling up at him but keeping your distance, you felt your knees start to weaken at his smile.

“i just wanted to make sure you aren’t dead.”

as if on cue, an alarm was rung and everyone voted for larray, making nas and james win.

“imposters win!” james squealed.

nas walked up to you and gave you a hug. “bestie, what happened?!”

“sorry, i had to keep them off of me, i was starting to look sus!” everyone started making small talk and you decided to ask him what was on your mind.

“so, who told you about me and vinnie? was it james?”

“what? no, i could just tell. i get that it might be difficult, but you guys are really cute together- honestly.”

he walked away before you could answer and you could feel a smile work it’s way onto your face.

everyone got together to film the outro, y/n standing next to vinnie. while james was talking, she took a deep breath and grabbed the sides of vinnies face, pulling him in for a kiss. nai turned and saw, putting her hand over her mouth in shock. no one else noticed since they were in the back row. when she pulled away he smiled at her, before they regained their composure.

after the cameras turned off, y/n walked up to james who was eating m&ms.

“hey, you are gonna see something in the background of your outro..” james nodded.

“leave it in.”

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