#last one I can think of is 🥁🥁🥁🥁

[gatheryepens]

Things I’ve learnt whilst being in nyc

[u3pxx]

PLEASEEE can you elaborate on the gavinners i cant stop looking at them theyre so pretty

sometimes i forget that outside of my friends and servers, i don't really talk much about my gavinners boys* huh! so basically, i originally wanted to make them so i could beef up turnabout serenade in my roleswap au, kind of like turnabout samurai where you have a lot more characters which in turn means a lot more suspects!

but then i realized, wait, i need to make them in the canon-verse first before i could make their swap au counterparts! and so now they exist pftt

here y'all go, i'm gonna be copy-pasting the character descriptions i wrote for them during art fight pftt <3

🥁 DEIDRE MINUENDO

Height: 5'7" (170 cm), 5'9.5" (176) with boots on Birthday: Jul 7 ♋︎ | Pronouns: He/Him, She/Her, They/Them

Deidre is the seemingly gloomy and stoic drummer of the band The Gavinners! At first, it could be difficult to get a read on them but despite all that, they're just like that because they prefer saving their energy. It might not look like it, but Deidre enjoys company even if they're not the most chatty with it and thrives the most when they are around other people (she prefers it if she's around the people closest to her though). Deidre is pretty sensitive and an emotional person even if they don't outwardly express it. To the people close to them, Deidre has a sarcastic streak and can be pretty snappy when it comes to teasing. She can dish it but she can't take it however as they can get slightly irritated when they're teased back. Even if they are a rockstar, they can get embarrassed when people praise or say nice things about them to their face, he tends to brush affection if even if he is secretly flattered by it (he's not gonna admit it though pftt) They also enjoy doodling here and there and like stuffed animals (they have a few of their own!)

Deidre was the closest to Daryan so the events of 4-3 affected him immensely. They felt betrayed and confused and tried to deny that Daryan would be capable of taking another person's life; they scrambled to do everything to protect Daryan from omitting information and even lying on the stand. In the end, all of their efforts were for naught and they felt incredibly guilty for what they've done, especially since she started antagonizing Preston when he was starting to suspect Daryan. They cut themselves off from the group, their job, and stardom. They ended up severely depressed and started to rarely go outside anymore. Only Doremy (Daryan's twin, also a close friend of his) was able to reach him during this time while Viva tried to but he kept refusing to see him. It took them a long time to finally be able to reconnect with the group and it took them a lot of help and support to be able to be well again. Deidre carries Daryan's betrayal to the group heavily and it took a while for her to start forgiving herself.

⚡ VIVA CHI

Age: 25 | Height: 5'9" (175 cm) Birthday: Jan 1 ♑︎ | Pronouns: He/Him

Viva is the lively and energetic bassist of the band The Gavinners! Though he may seem goofy and a little unserious, he actually is pretty responsible and is the mediator of the band (as the eldest brother of his siblings and the eldest of the band, he kind of made that his responsibility). He's a forensic scientist and has always had an interest in science alongside music ever since he was young (he thinks Ema is very pretty but she finds him annoying pftt). Viva was the last one to join the band when they were all in high school and despite his extroverted personality, felt a little shy at the time getting to know a new group of people (it's because Preston was there who he may or may not have crushed at while in high-school.) He's a lover of all things caffeinated (especially energy drinks though he should really pace himself) which isn't always the best match to the fact that he's got terrible anxiety and thinks himself down a spiral when he gets too worried.

Once the band disbanded after the events of AA4, Viva, though left in a bad place with his anxiety shot through the roof, fared better compared to the other members. He tried his best to keep in touch with everyone with varying successes despite Daryan's arrest being fresh and hurt. - visiting Daryan in prison to hear his side of the story - popping in to check at Preston in his office because the guy started to take worse care of himself - contacting Deidre even if she was trying to isolate and cut herself from everyone and looking out for Klavier even if he buried himself in his work He took a break from music like everyone else, he still hopes one day they can meet up and play music again, not even as a band, but as a group of friends who loved creating music.

🦇 PRESTON KEISS

Age: 25 | Height: 6'1" (185 cm) Birthday: Oct 25 ♏︎ | Pronouns: He/Him

Preston is the mysterious yet magnetic keyboardist of the Gavinners! Tall, dark, and bewitching; Preston is aware of the impression people have of him at first glance and likes to use that preconception to surprise and even catch people off-guard by purposely being silly or crass. He has a number of odd quirks and mannerisms that he doesn't realize he has, people tend to notice but they often let it pass because he is very handsome (pretty privilege lmao). Preston can sometimes be mischievous and finds certain things amusing only to him even if others don't find it as funny. He's always had an interest in horror and the macabre ever since he was a young boy which developed into a great fascination with the special effects used in old and new horror films alike. (He can be a bit jumpy when watching movies even if he loves to do it, he can't help it if the movie gets to him!) He plays up his whole immortal vampire schtick because the fans tend to theorize if he really was one. (He is not, he'd love to be one though pftt) Preston is very stubborn and adamant about his opinions and can be difficult to sway if he thinks he's correct; he is also quite awkward when it comes to personal matters, as can be seen in his strained relationship with his older sister and whatever romantic thing he's trying to achieve with Viva. He's used to acting larger than life when the cameras are on but being raw and honest has him feeling a little embarrassed and stilted. Preston smokes and keeps it a secret. (Don't tell Viva that!)

Preston was the first person in the band to start suspecting Daryan which he mostly kept to himself at first but wouldn't deny when you asked him (Deidre did not like that.) After Lamirior accused Daryan in court, Preston was determined to make Deidre confront the truth (unfortunately, not taking in why Deidre might be upset and in denial about it) which caused them to have a fight (with Viva being unsuccessful in de-escalating it.) After the Gavinners disbanded, Preston didn't feel very well after Daryan got sent to prison and lost contact with Deidre (whom he hasn't talked to since the case. [he misses them.]) He seemed fine afterward with his workload seeming to increase though upon closer inspection, he's started taking worse care of himself, skipping meals, and losing his interest in music. Preston has a lot of baggage to sort through regarding his friends and his family that will be difficult and painful for him to confront, but rest assured, he's gonna come out of it happy and well.

and here's a compilation of some very old turnabout serenade drawings too :^]

(i didnt make dei's bday turnabout serenade on purpose, it was a tragic happy accident DFGHDJ i wanted his bday to be 7/7 bc i made daryan 6/6 but then the date. i realize the date orz)

[aaron-m-geist-ff]

Hi, I hope your day is going well! 🫶🏻Omg the zodiac ask is such a cute idea!! If it's still open can I do one? 🥹 tiny 5'2 libra, she/her, love Halloween, just waiting for a man to toss me around like a ragdoll and not be afraid I'll break in the process tbh lol

Omg hello!! I also love Halloween ;) it’s my favorite holiday 🕷️🎃 and these asks started out with just a zodiac sign and a pronoun, now everyone has been sending me their hobbies and kinks and I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH LMAO.

You want to be treated like a ragdoll?? Sounds like you already know who you’re getting, Libra 😅 holy shit you’re gonna eat this up, I already know 🔮

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Toji Fushiguro takes you to Spirit Halloween (smut)

You got…🥁🥁🥁

Toji Fushiguro!

“I don’t even think that Spirit Halloween is open yet. It’s September,” Toji said flatly. He was busy eating some dumplings as you rambled on and on about preparing for Halloween.

“Oh, trust me. They’re open. We have to go now, Toji!! Come on!” You weren’t above begging. You knew that Toji was weak for you and would give you whatever you wanted if you begged for it. He seemed like such a rough man, and maybe he was, but he had a soft spot for you.

The two of you did end up taking your little shopping trip to Spirit Halloween. Toji followed you down the aisles aimlessly. He clearly didn’t know where to go so he just allowed you to take the lead. He totally wasn’t doing that just to stare at your cute ass 👀

He did pull a slutty nurse costume off the rack once, smirking as he handed it to you.

“Wanna take this one home?” He asked. You ended up swatting at his arm as you rolled your eyes.

Toji would definitely try a few of the animatronics, but he would just stand there with his hands shoved into his pockets. Completely unfazed by the jumpscares.

“What’s wrong, Toji? Aren’t you scared of those?” You questioned sweetly.

Your boyfriend scoffed.

“I’m scarier.”

…That was probably true. You had no idea what Toji did for work, but he did tell you that it was a dangerous job. That was kinda hot though. Jesus, you’re fucked up for liking that 😅

Eventually, the two of you would wander into the mask aisle. Toji jokingly put on a Michael Myers mask. He did it to be funny. But once he saw the insane blush on your cheeks, he started to catch on. His tiny girlfriend wasn’t just interested in Halloween for innocent reasons. She had a goddamn mask kink.

_______

You stared up at the Michael Myers mask, panting desperately as Toji’s cock drilled into your tight pussy. Your legs were spread impossibly wide to make room for him.

Toji’s waist was huge compared to your own, his chiseled abs glistening with sweat. He was breathing heavily as he fucked you good. But the panting sounds only reminded you of Myers even more. You could see your boyfriend’s sharp gaze peering down at you through the mask.

“Fuck, you’re such a whore,” Toji growled. “Thought you were innocent. Guess I was wrong.”

He held your waist firmly with his large hands. You wouldn’t be able to push him away if you wanted to stop. The thought of that made your brain turn to mush.

“Y-yes! I’m a whore for you, Toji…P-please don’t stop!” You begged even more. Your voice sounded so shrill and weak. You gasped with every sharp thrust.

Toji moaned lowly from the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around his shaft. He was slamming right into your G-spot with every movement. It made you arch your back from the sensations.

“Shit…Can’t even fit all of me inside, huh? Such a pathetic little girl. I could break you, y’know.”

Toji knew how much you liked the size difference. He always brought attention to it whenever you had sex. It was difficult for him to achieve an orgasm with you due to your small pussy. Therefore he could last a lot longer, which you never complained about. You loved feeling him inside. And…That Myers mask was insanely hot.

“Y’er so fuckin’ wet from this mask,” Toji hissed. He grabbed your breast roughly and squeezed it with his powerful hand. You keened, whimpering and yelping as he picked up the pace.

“Ya like gettin’ fucked by a murderer, huh?”

You nodded your head enthusiastically, unable to form words any longer.

Toji smirked behind the mask. Little did you know, you actually got fucked by a murderer every night. ;)

Read more Toji here

[reasonsmandy]

Mrs Perfection

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* part two — Get Away Car

✧.* summary — You work on the same label as The Six with your band, and when Teddy Price suggests you do a feat with them you immediately accept, not knowing that their drummer would be one of your biggest "problems".

✧.* warnings — cursing, enemies to friends to lovers, silly fights between warren and the reader (If there are others that I forgot, I'll add them here later)

✧.* word count— 2.6k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — my first time posting here so maybe it's not perfect lol, as my first language is not English there may be some mistakes and I apologize for that.

Warren Rojas: Well, we'd crossed paths in the studio before, but we never got around to exchanging ideas. She seemed unsympathetic, you know? The kind that doesn't talk to anyone outside their circle.

Y/N L/N: I swear, I had never seen him until that day.

With The Six returning after the incidents that occurred on their last tour, Teddy Price was desperately looking for some way to improve the band's image on the label and with their public.So the idea of ​​doing a feature with the new rising band had fit like a glove, although Billy didn't like the idea very much he knew that if he wanted that to work he would have to cooperate, so they started to get the project off the ground.

You're the lead singer of the band Eternal, who had the number one song in the country that week, together with your bandmates you reached a consensus that it would be convenient and also interesting for you to participate in this project proposed by Price.So that morning as you drove into the studio your expectations were high as you parked at the record company.

Eddie Roundtree: Y/N arrived excited, and I confess that I was afraid that another Billy would be there to interfere… If you know what I mean.

Karen Sirko: We had expectations of course, but I was trying to stay grounded… I didn't want to get disappointed. But I swear to you, when we started to pick up the pace and start writing the song, I couldn't help but imagine everyone listening to it on the radio.

Billy Dunne: It wasn't easy to accept ideas, let's say… it was difficult to let someone else make decisions about a song that my band was going to play, you know?

Eddie Roundtree: Did he say my band? Fucking guy…

“Alright, can we go from the top?” You ask with the microphone in your hands, waiting for confirmation from the others.

Warren started to count for the beginning of the song and soon after the other instruments joined, as the melody entered your ears, something did not fit with what you had pictured you turned to the rest of the group trying to pinpoint what specifically was bothering you. It was hard for you to contain your grimace when you noticed the discomfort that the thunderous drums caused you, you raise one of your hands to indicate that they stop playing.

“Is there something wrong?” Billy asks impatiently.

“Actually yeah” you answer, approaching the drums. “I don't like how you sound in the song”

“What?” Warren asks, laughing in disbelief at the woman's claim.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong… you’re good but it just doesn’t fit” You say thoughtfully, still watching the drummer. “I feel like this should be a more slow song, calm”

Warren Rojas: I don't think I've ever been so angry in such a short amount of time.

Y/N L/N: I just asked him to smooth out on the beat, but it felt like the end of the world for him.

“Can you smooth out on the beat?” you ask, smiling slightly.

“Are you serious?” Warren inquires, frowning.

Graham Dunne: I don't think I've ever seen him serious like that, Y/N destroyed his sanity. *Laughing*

It was already the fifth time you had played the song, and everything finally seemed to fall into place until once again Rojas changed the beat of the song.

Y/N L/N: He could only be doing this to piss me off.

Again, you raise your hand asking them to stop.

"What now?" Warren says, rolling his eyes.

"You changed the pre chorus" You reply angrily.

"I haven't changed, I just improvise something to improve the song" The curly haired man says, twirling one of the sticks between his fingers.

"Well then, improvise some other time!" you had no idea how you hadn't hit him yet. "Now we are rehearsing what we had agreed"

Eddie Roundtree: To be honest, it was fun to see Warren pissed off.

"I'm glad you want to contribute Warren, but it's not the time" Billy says, almost begging with his eyes for the drummer to let it go.

"Exactly!" You smile cynically at Rojas.

"Alright, we'll do yours" The drummer responds, waiting for you to turn around to continue his phrase. "But yours it's not quite enough, it isn't perfect… You're always a second too slow in the entrance of the song, so we won't make it anyway!"

"What?" Disgusted, you turn to him. "That's not true! You're a second too fast."

"Impossible, I have perfect timing" Warren responds, laughing at the assumption that he mistimed the song.

"Fuck, you're impossible!" Annoyed you say turning away from him before you lose your mind

Warren Rojas: There was no way I was a second fast.

Y/N L/N: To be honest with you, when I got home that day I practiced the song's entrance until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Alright that's enough, we're wasting valuable rehearsal time!" Karen said, Trying to get the attention of the chaotic duo.

"Well tell that to Mrs Perfection, over there" The drummer says, smiling from the corner of his mouth.

You spent more time improving and practicing the song, the music was taking shape and staying in a way that most were enjoying.

Warren Rojas: I fucking hated that song, You can barely hear the drums.

Y/N L/N: If I liked the song? I think it's one of my favorites.

When everyone was already preparing to leave the studio, Warren walks towards you before you can leave. He stops in front of you, Like he was trying to intimidate you.

"Can I help you with something?" You asked, crossing your arms and glaring at the drummer.

"Actually yes" he says, moving closer to you "I hate to make unnecessary fuss, but it seems like you just have a thing for me."

"A thing for you?" You question, laughing at the situation. "I'm sorry drummer but I don't even remember your name…"

Warren Rojas: What can I say, she caught me off guard on this one.

Y/N L/N: *chuckled* I knew his name, including his last name. But I sure as hell wasn't going to let him know that.

….

Graham Dunne: The song was a hit, it was literally everywhere.

Karen Sirko: I think my hunches were right.

Billy Dunne: We were back, and with one of the most heard songs in the country.

Warren Rojas: Good part is we had a hit, bad part is so did she… And that means she would be with us on shows, interviews, photo shoots. I just couldn't get rid of her.

Eddie Roundtree: *laughing* Warren seemed obsessed, every time it was something about Y/N coming out of his mouth.

Y/N L/N: I couldn't stand his presence, he just pissed me off… a lot!

On the way to the radio station where you were going to be interviewed that afternoon, you listened to your music on the radio with the volume blaring. You were happily singing making your way to the entrance with Karen, until you noticed the drummer leaning against the wall outside the venue smoking something, beside him Eddie was reading a newspaper.

You sighed, before approaching the pair of friends.

"Hi Eddie, you good?" You ask, smiling at the blonde who wraps you up in a quick hug.

"I'm alright, you?" He responds, pulling out of the hug.

"I'm great" You say, turning to the drummer who pretended not to acknowledge your presence "Drummer." You greet him quickly.

"Did you have to bring her?" Warren complains to the keyboardist. "You know I hate her."

"I'm standing right here, you know" You say, rolling your eyes.

"I know." The curly-haired man says, as if he can't stand the woman's presence anymore.

"You know what, go fuck yourself!" Annoyed you answer him, moving away from the group towards your bandmates.

"Really Warren?" Karen asks, a little irritated by the drummer's attitude. Receiving silence as an answer.

"Everything good there buddy?" Eddie says in a teasing tone, noticing that the drummer's eyes were on the woman he loathed so much.

Warren Rojas: Everything was great until I finally looked at her and noticed that… Her legs were something else. *chuckled*

…

Eddie Roundtree: When I tell you he got obsessed, I mean it.

Graham Dunne: Even after Daisy joined the band, he couldn't seem to get over the fact that Y/N asked for those drum changes that day.

Y/N L/N: Warren and I were... Well, we're a complicated thing. He hasn't left my back since that day, and I honestly don't know if I wanted him to.

"Good morning everyone" You say upon entering the studio reception, oddly enough you were having a good day.

That was until your eyes met this scene: Warren sitting on the couch with Debbie sitting on his lap, arms around her waist. You swallowed hard, trying not to show how weird it all made you feel. Warren's eyes meet yours for a few seconds before you break eye contact, involuntarily leaving an annoyed look on your face.

You were so focused on that scene that you didn't notice Teddy approaching you, the producer hugs you as a way of greeting and you hug him back.

"So today we had an unforeseen event with your drummer, he ended up getting sick and called saying he couldn't participate in this week's sessions" Teddy says, letting all the joy you initially had that day slip away. It would be much more difficult to record without the drummer, even more so when they rehearse to fit him later.

Price notices your worried expression and immediately comforts you, or at least tries to.

"But don't worry, I've talked to Warren and he's available to help you." Teddy says, with a smile on his face.

Y/N L/N: I'd rather have to deal with the consequences of going a week without a drummer.

Warren Rojas: Worst week of my life.

You take Teddy's arm and when he looks at you, you make a sign that you want to talk to him privately. He follows you to a farther hallway.

"Teddy, I appreciate your generosity in finding someone else to help us, I really do." You say, searching for the words to tell him it was a bad idea to put you and Rojas on the same team.

"But?" He asks, not understanding where the conversation was heading.

"We don't get along at all" You chuckled, hoping he would understand but his response was just a cynical frown.

"So start getting along, you're not in kindergarten anymore" Teddy responds, like it's the easiest thing on the planet to do. "We can't be steps behind, and Warren is a great drummer."

"Great is too strong a word" You say, hoping to get a laugh out of the man, which didn't happen. "Fine, but if he doesn't cooperate…"

"If he doesn't cooperate, you come to me and we'll see it again." Teddy proposes, turning to go back to reception "Now, for God's sake go to work!"

You follow him to the reception again, approaching Warren and Debbie and positioning yourself in front of the tv, Warren looks at you arching his eyebrows waiting for you to get out of there.

"We have work to do." You say, directing your words towards the girl on the drummer's lap. "If you'll excuse us, dear." it was hard to hide the irritation in your voice.

The woman smiles uncomfortably, noting that somehow her presence was bothering you, she gets up off the drummer's lap and heads into a room you genuinely didn't care where it was. Warren doesn't say goodbye to the girl, his eyes still linger on you, which made you genuinely proud to have gotten his attention.

The curly haired man wore a vest and bell-bottoms that made him extremely attractive, and when that thought crossed your mind you started to question yourself about what you really thought of him, what he made you feel.

"Just to be clear, I don't want her in our rehearsals." You say, fixing your hair. "We have a lot of work to do and it wouldn't be nice to have distractions"

"Are you jealous?" He says provocatively, smiling at the sight of her face.

"No, I'm not!" You chuckled, crossing your arms going into the next room.

"Oh, you really are jealous!" The drummer says getting up and following you to the room where you were going to rehearse "Wait, why would you be jealous?"

"I am not jealous drummer"

Warren Rojas: I know when someone is jealous, and she sure was.

Y/N L/N: You're not going to tell him, are you? Okay okay I was jealous.

…

Interviewer: And how was your experience playing for Y/N's band?

Warren Rojas: She didn't let it be easy, but at the same time spending more time with her was interesting…

"Do you mind going back to the beginning of the chorus?" You ask the guitarist in the band. "Kyle, can you keep up with him?"

"I can keep up with everything you ask for sugar" the bassist Kyle responds, making you uncomfortable with the comment.

Kyle has done this to you before, trying to get too close to you, flirting with you, commenting on your clothes and hair. Things like that made you extremely uncomfortable the last few days, the rest of your bandmates noticed this behavior but decided not to comment.

"Could you stop with that?" Warren says irritably, the bassist has already made several comments of this kind to you.

Warren Rojas: That guy was clearly bothering her, and besides we were there to play, nothing more.

"Excuse me?" The bassist laughs, moving closer to Warren.

"You heard me, leave the girl alone." The drummer gets up, ready to join that fight.

"Alright alright!" You say, drawing attention to you again. "Let's take a five minute break."

Kyle takes the bass off his shoulder, storming out of the room. The other band members slowly left for coffee, leaving you and Rojas alone in the room.

"Wow, you're actually nice to me for once." You say approaching him, smiling at him for the first time.

"I won't make a habit out of it." Warren grins at you, taking in every detail of your face as if he wants to memorize it.

"Oh there's the Warren I know" Rolling your eyes you turn away.

Warren Rojas: So she knew my name.

Y/N L/N: If you saw his eyes when I said his name… *chuckled* It was very cute.

Rojas gets up from the drum bench, going towards a bag that was in the corner of the room, taking a snack from it. After that, he approaches you again, extending the food package, offering you a little.

“What is that? poison?” Arching your eyebrows you say, suspecting Warren's attitude.

“It's literally just lunch" Pretending to be offended he responds, bringing one of his hands to his chest. "That I figured I should kindly share, but if you’re not hungry then…” Pushing the pack away from you he says

“No, wait, I am! thanks, i guess..” You say smiling shyly, taking one of the snacks and eating with him.

Warren Rojas: Maybe it became a habit after that day, being kind to her.

Y/N L/N: I was really scared of getting food poisoning after eating that.

...

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[sunnasweet]

Sienna and The Scientist

We've gone from Androids to 🥁🥁🥁 aliens! This one's a little weirder than my last post but such is life.

Literotica summary: Sienna is experimented on by an alien anthropologist.

Critiques are always appreciated I'm trying to improve so that one day I can write an actual novel!

5.5k words, non-con-ish?, oviposition, alien x female reader

Sienna woke with a headache and the smell of ammonia.

Her eyes fluttered open, just barely cracking her lids before they widened at what she found herself looking at.

A white padded room. It wasn't just the cold tile that gave Sienna the chills. She was staring at a prison cell. Every corner had a camera pointing at her, there was a twin bed and a metal sink that had a toilet bowl protruding out of the side.

If the room wasn't enough there was also the fact that she was stark naked, stark naked and shaved. What was once her pussy covered in soft tufts was now completely bare. She rubbed her thighs together and could feel the way her cunt lips rubbed together from the movement now that there was no friction or barrier.

Sienna shook her head, she had bigger problems than her naked pussy.

"H-hello?" she rasped out, "someone?"

She stood and did a full 360, all around her were squares of padded white. No door, not even a gap to suggest one.

She stared at the cameras. Not only was she naked but she was being recorded naked, she banged on one of the padded blocks, and when that did nothing she shouldered against it.

She paced around the room before shouting, "Hello?" she waved her hands, "I know you're watching me!"

She waited for a response.

Nothing.

Sienna began to feel restless, she shouldered the wall once again and hissed when she sunk into the wall. She banged her fists against the material, which was just as useless as all her other attacks.

She walked around the whole square box of the room, looking at everything, which was to say–not much.

How did she get here?

Sienna sat on the bed.

She tried to retrace her steps but the thing was, Sienna had no recollection of the events that led to this room. She could remember her name, her birthday, and the leftover Chinese takeout she ate for breakfast that morning but not anything that happened within the past few hours.

Sienna wasn't going to last long. She was already going insane–she could feel it, that familiar craze you feel in the heat of the moment when you think a man is following you but instead just passes you by.

She started calling out for help again and there was nothing but the echo of her own words. With panic and a twisted gut, tears sprang to her eyes. She pulled at her hair.

She was already breaking, Sienna was not the final girl.

It was so typical really, to be kidnapped. If it was going to happen to someone, of course, it happened to her. She was the weakest link, she could admit that. She didn't do cardio and she didn't lift weights. Her thighs jiggled and her belly was soft.

So sick of her own breathing, Sienna decided to test a theory.

A stupid theory, her brain chimed in.

She looked at the camera, "please let me out," she begged.

She stared off for a moment, one second–two, then three.

Nothing.

She crawled back to the floor, crouched down, planting her palms on the tile. Then. Unceremoniously, craned her head back and slammed it onto the surface.

Sienna groaned, and then she did it again. The pain was agonizing and she could no longer see straight. She was pretty sure her forehead was bleeding. But the sound of the hiss of depressurizing made it all worth it.

Whatever she was here for, it wasn't to be tortured and murdered which made self-mutilation a no-go. She was merchandise.

Sienna tilted her head and nearly blacked out but she saw there was now a long door-shaped hole in the wall.

She almost grinned at her plan to get her kidnapper's attention succeeding until something inhuman stepped through the door. Her eyes bulged. She must have been hallucinating. Green, pale green skin, tall and lean. Four arms. She had just bashed her head into the floor, there was no way what she was seeing was real.

No, it was walking closer, and…and it was talking.

"What do you think you're doing?" hissed the creature.

Sienna gaped like a fish. He spoke a different language, all clicks and hisses, and yet somehow she could understand him!

What the hell was going on?

Sienna scrambled away but she was weak on her feet and stumbled, she was going to pass out. She wiped her nose and realized it was bleeding.

"Let..lemme go." she slurred.

The four armed being moved closer to her. It was prowling forward, baring its sharp shark teeth at her. Holy shit.

Sienna's eyes rolled back and her face fell forward.

-

The second time Sienna woke, she was strapped to a table and staring at her reflection. There were panels of mirrors on the ceiling. She craned her neck and her eyes widened. She hadn't been hallucinating, there was a tall green…something, staring at her.

"You're awake."

"I–"

"That wasn't a question." the creature spoke, once again not in her native language but somehow her brain translated the words for her.

"W-who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?" she questioned rapidly.

The green being stared at her, she almost thought he wasn't going to answer but–

"You're in a laboratory," he said unhelpfully, "I am the scientist assigned to you, and you are here as my test subject."

"A… laboratory?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

"You are on the planet Zorkis."

Sienna's eyes bulged further and her heart rate spiked. She knew that not only from the pain in her chest but because of the incessant beeping of a machine she was connected to. She practically choked on her spit.

"I"m on another planet?" she asked genuinely. Because. Frankly. It was very hard to believe, but then again she was staring at a green 4-armed monster. So what did Sienna really know?

She wasn't getting home, that's for sure.

"This is correct." The alien scientist responded.

Sienna started to struggle against the leather straps horizontally draped over her body. The alien calmly watched her seemingly not caring that she was attempting to escape.

"You will not get out of those." the alien spoke, "not even I would be able to escape those straps and I'm far stronger than you are, pet."

She gasped.

Pet? Is that what he had just called her?

"I'm not your pet!" she hissed, "Let me out of here! Why are you doing this? Huh? Why me?" her voice was getting shrill and she was exhausting herself.

The alien gave a very human shrug, "Why not you?" she swallowed. "Besides…" he trailed, one of his long fingers trailing up her calf, "You're the first human to ever try to self-mutilate so soon," he says like that's a good thing.

It made her interesting.

He was fascinated with her.

"What are you testing me for?" she croaked.

"I've been assigned to learn about your reproductive and mating habits," he said lowly. Reproductive habits? Oh no. No. No. No.

She shook her head, "You can't do that. You can't." she said, the panic once again building up within her.

"I can and I will." he paused, pulling his finger away from the leg he had been stroking. "You see my species has gone through a plague very recently. Nearly half of our population was decimated and we need to rebuild our numbers if there's any hope for the new generation," he explained. "So we have been searching all over the galaxy to find a successful host body. Humans fit the bill."

Sienna stiffened.

No.

No, no, no.

She was going to have a panic attack or throw up or both. Sienna had been brought here to be some sort of baby maker? No way, she couldn't–she wouldn't.

"Now," he spoke, "I am Dr. Xorad and you will address me as such. I will be responsible for you during your stay."

Her ears perked at his words, "My stay? You're going to let me go home at the end of all this?" she could deal with that. Pop-out some half-alien, half-human baby, Whatever it took to make sure she was good to go back home. Fine. Sure. Awesome.

"No." He said, crushing her hope. "You will likely never return home to your home planet but if everything goes well you will be assimilated into my species' society."

Sienna gasps, "No!" she shouts. "Please don't do this, please let me go." she was trembling now, her hands fisted and she began to wriggle around again. "Let me out!" she demanded. "Let me out right now!"

The alien–Dr. Xorad did not respond to Sienna's tantrum, instead, he merely waited until she once again exhausted herself. Sienna breathed heavily.

She was restless but all of her fight had been yelled out of her.

"What are you going to do?" she asks direly.

"I'm going to give you an ultrasound," it says, "then I am going to draw your blood." the way Dr. Xorad speaks makes it all sound so clinical though she was unsurprised that he was unsympathetic to her cause.

"That's it?" She asked nervously."

"No." Sienna's stomach twists.

She licked her lips, "You're a doctor? You've been to medical school?"

"Medical school?" the alien asks, picking up a squeeze bottle, "What is medical school?" Oh god. Was this a translation error or had he really not been given any formal education?

The doctor snaps on a glove and then squeezes a sizable glob of cool blue goo on her stomach. He spreads it around and she shivers.

"It's a place you go to learn to be a doctor," she explains.

"Oh."

"So, did you go to a place like that?"

"No." it says, "Zorkis has no such thing."

She inhales, "Zorkis?"

"The planet we are currently on. My home. Your home."

Before she could say this was not her home, he was gliding a probe over her naked belly. Dr. Zorad seemed very focused on what it was doing.

It didn't wear a lab coat which is what made a doctor in Sienna's mind. In fact, it was completely naked like her. He had a defined torso and nice biceps but where his cock and balls should be was Barbie doll smooth. His thighs were thick and his legs were digitigrade with 3 clawed toes just like the amount of fingers he had. Though she supposed it didn't matter considering he had four arms.

Those arms worked in tandem. One hand was gliding the probe over her stomach, another was scratching at his angular jaw and a third was holding some sort of electronic tablet. She had no idea how a person–or–not person, but an alien, could control four limbs simultaneously like that.

"Do not worry however, I have plenty of experience." he rattles, "I have studied under a mentor for many years. I worked by his side until his death." Oh.

Oh.

"You have a gender?" she asked curiously.

Dr. Xorad paused. "Yes." it–they, spoke stiffly, nostrils flaring. "I am a virile male.

Sienna's lips thinned. "Virile" is not something she cared to hear, nor did she like the fact that this being was a man–male, whatever. What was clear however was that she had bruised his very human-like male ego from her ignorance because he seemed downright icy instead of cold. Speaking of cold….

"Did you shave me?"

"Yes."

Oh.

She shivers.

An alien shaved her pussy.

"You didn't shave my head," she remarks.

"I was informed it was ornamentation for your kind and it would cause you distress if I did." the monitor beeped. One of Dr. Xorad's hands wrote something down on the clipboard.

"Well, if you didn't want me distressed you should have locked me in a padded cell or strapped me down to this table," she says. He looks at her, his black eyes boring into her soul. Finally, he shrugs.

"Maybe not." he merely says.

"I mean why did you have to shave my…?"

"For better access." Sienna made an outraged noise.

"It is easier to see now."

"You're a sick bast–Oh!" she gasped as he pricked her with an IV needle. "Ow." Sienna could've sword she saw an upturned curl on his lips when she was startled.

"Mm." the doctor hums and Sienna sighs.

What was she going to do? How was she going to escape this? She did not want to be poked and prodded at. She didn't want to be tested or assimilated into and she certainly did not want to play human incubator.

"Am I your first human test subject?"

"First and only," he responds as her blood goes up, up, up into the tube, and fills into a blood bag. "It's my job to research you personally."

"But there are others?"

"Yes, and you will meet one soon."

"Just one?"

"For now."

Sienna was beginning to feel nauseous. There were more humans here? How many? The look on Sienna's face must have been obvious because Dr. Xorad freely offered up. "You could be quite happy here. Our older humans have adapted very well, pet," he said in a way she could tell was trying to be reassuring.

"I'm not your pet," she says flatly.

"Then who are you?" he asks.

"Sienna." she offers.

"Sssee-en-nah." he hisses. "It is nice to meet you. You will learn soon that I plan to treat you very well." Sienna eyed him wearily. She didn't want to be treated well, she wanted to get the hell out of there.

Dr. Xorad turns around, pressing some buttons on his machines before saying, "You've come up all clear. No pregnancies, no illness, and no abnormalities." Sienna was surprised. Could he seriously test her blood that quickly? Just what kind of alien tech did they have? Dr. Xorad turned back to face her. "Now we can get started."

"W-what?" she stammered. That sounded way too ominous for Sienna's liking. "I thought that was it…"

"No. Those were merely tests to make sure you were fertile and healthy," he says straightforwardly. Fertile. She was nothing but a baby-maker to this male.

Sienna was snapped out of her depressing thought when one of her straps was unbuckled. He lifted her sleeping wrists above her head and then cuffed her there. He did the same thing with the strap on the bottom, cuffing her ankles. She was spread apart. Finally, he got rid of the middle strap altogether.

She began to hyperventilate.

"Stop," she said.

He did.

"Yes?" he looked down at her. His bottom hands were absently rubbing her ankles and it was distracting.

"I don't want this." she croaks. She wanted to kick him off was what she wanted. "I have a family." Lie. "and a boyfriend." Lie. "A future." Another lie.

Sienna Smith was a 25-year-old shut-in with no friends, a dead mom, and a no-show dad. The only time she left her small studio apartment was to go grocery shopping or to work. She didn't entertain co-workers and she certainly didn't entertain men. If it weren't for her therapist–who would be getting a hefty phone call when she figured out a way home–she'd go through life talking to someone less than twice a month.

"I will be careful," he said soothingly. It didn't help. "I have seen many demonstrations in the following weeks. I know what I am doing."

"Demonstrations…of what?"

He moved his bottom hands from her ankles to her calves, rubbing his palms over her up and down.

He spoke gently, "Human mating." What. "I understand this topic is very taboo to your species but there will be no judgment here in my clinic." her stomach dropped. He was going to fuck her?

She grimaced. She was in for a terrible ride.

"What is the problem?" he murmured seeing her face, he spoke…different than mere moments ago. Instead of the clinical stoic anthropologist he now sounded..kind. Caring. His eyes were looking–which you had to pay attention to or you'd miss it–straight between her legs. Her face heated.

"I–oh!" he was leaning forward now, stroking the tops of her thighs. Sienna squirmed.

"Good." he purred. "This is good." Oh god.

She tried to close her thighs but had no such luck due to her restraints. She could just barely bend her knees inward and that was her only range of motion.

Sienna looked back up to the doctor and gulped. He looked transfixed. She glanced at the ceiling and that's when she remembered the mirror panels. All forcing her to watch this happen to herself.

Somehow watching it from the reflection made it feel more intimate than impersonal so she closed her eyes.

His hands were inching closer and closer to her bare newly shaved–sensitive pussy. She bit her lip and breathed out. Oh god. Oh–

"God!" she gasped out when his knuckles stroked up the seam of her cunt. "Ahgn." her hips wriggled and she strained against her bindings.

"Good," he murmured once more. "This is a good reaction." it seemed like he was talking more to himself than to her at the moment. He dipped her fingers inside of her labia and was met with slick. She whimpered.

His hands were working in tandem. The bottom pair were in her pussy and rubbing her hip and the top pair were travelling up her belly to the valley between her breasts before squeezing them.

"These will grow when you are heavy with my young…" he murmured and her heart stopped.

"Y-your young?" she gasps, "I thought you were my doctor…?"

"I am pet, but I will also be the male who inseminates you."

Sienna couldn't focus on that piece of information at the moment, not when he traced over her clit and her hips bucked.

"Found it."

Sienna laughs then moans. Maybe he wasn't so different from a man after all. He circled her nipples the same way he circled her clit and her eyes rolled back while her hips tilted.

"Mmm…yeah." she moaned.

He glanced at her face, "Positive response…" he murmurs, "Next step.." he slowly edged the tip of his finger into her cunt. She groaned and he slipped the entire digit inside–knuckle deep.

"MMfh!"

"Good…" he said to her, "you are doing very well." he praised and she shivered, maybe this was unlocking a new kink for her. His praise seemed to get her into the moment. When had she started to get into this?

Her eyes were still closed but it wasn't easy to forget that this was not a human doing this to her. Not with his four hands stimulating her everywhere. Her thighs splayed out. She was pulsing around his single finger and it felt amazing when he curled it upward.

Another squeeze to her breast, "Do you want more?" he asked.

"Yes…" she moaned without hesitation, "Please yes."

When she was rescued she wouldn't include this part.

At her acceptance, he prodded her with another finger, but he prodded her excellently. His two fingers curled and his other hand started circling her clit fast at the same time. A noise that couldn't be described as attractive burst from Sienna's throat.

She pulled against her restraint and he chuckled.

"Easy pet," he murmured.

"Aghnn, please untie me!" she begged. He eyed her, his eyes flickering between her contorting face and what was going on between her legs. "I should…"

She whimpered, "please? I want…I need to touch you."

Dr. Xorad's eyes widened. It had not occurred to him that was even an option or possibility. He kept her legs strapped to the table but unbuckled both her wrists.

Immediately, Sienna's hands began to reach for the doctor's.

She held them against her breasts and showed him exactly how she liked to be caressed here as she panted, squirmed, and whined.

"Doctor…" she moaned, "I need more.." she whispered, "More please."

"More?"

"More…" she whined.

He looked down at her. There had been another thing he wanted to try…but every lesson he had learned on human reproduction advised against it until a deeper bond was formed with his assigned charge.

Still. Dr. Xorad could not help himself. He unstrapped her left leg, draped it over his shoulder, and gave her pussy a lick.

"Ye-ES!" she hissed. She bucked into his face, nearly sobbing. It had been so, so long since she had someone else touching her. Years of masturbation just wasn't the same and at the age she had finally gotten around to doing her firsts, it wasn't exactly great.

Dr. Xorad removed his fingers and replaced them with his wiggling tongue.

"Doctor!" she gasped. He let out a rumble in response, his head buried between her legs. She was spread and ent open, the last restraint was on her right ankle and she didn't even care that she was nearly free.

All she cared about was enjoying this for as long as possible.

Her eyes opened and she watched as Dr. Xorad ate her pussy from above. His back muscles flexed and his ass looked tight. He was groaning from between her thighs.

He pulled back, "I should be recording this session," he said quietly, giving her clit an opened-mouthed kiss. "You're being an exemplary charge. This would have been a very informative document to have." Sienna agreed.

Dr. Xorad was doing a wonderful job at licking Sienna's weeping pussy. She could feel her own slick running down her slit to her ass. The fact that she was hairless made it even better. She'd never been bare before but she felt so much more sensitive shaved like this. Everything was hypersensitive.

Sienna was overwhelmed by all 4 of Dr. Xorad's hands, her breasts were being groped, her pussy licked and clit rubbed. She was going to explode soon. Her hips were thrusting to meet his tongue inside her cunt. God help her but she was going to cum because of an alien anthropologist.

"Doctor!" she called again, her voice high and shrill. She could repeat nothing else but a combination of expletives, his name, and god's.

"Because you're being such a good girl–" he pulled back and she nearly cried, her hips were still humping the air, her pussy pulsing on nothing. He looked down at her, captured for a moment. She could feel tears welling in her eyes.

"Please." she croaked. "I need you!"

That seemed to do the trick. He wordlessly nodded and was now holding a squeeze bottle of some sort of gel that reminded her of the ultrasound goo. He goated his gloved fingers in it, then, he was fucking her again with his fingers. Something was happening inside. She felt warm, tingly, and filled.

She screamed, her inner walls contracted against her own volition, she was twitching and she held onto Dr. Zorrad's shoulders for dear life as she jolted up to a sitting position. Her eyes closed, squeezed tight and her toes began to curl.

She was clenched so tightly, panting and wailing until it all relaxed and warmth filled her abdomen, then, she was gushing.

Dr. Xorad had just made her squirt with his magic fingers and magic gel.

She was crying. Full ugly tears as her hips met his fingers thrusts.

He was right beside her, soothing her with praises, telling her how good she was doing but she wasn't crying because she was in pain or distress, she was crying because this was the best orgasm of her life.

He was guiding her through her orgasm, inserting and curling his fingers inside of her and hitting her g-spot over and over, his thumb rubbed over her clit at the same time and he had gone from groping her breasts to stroking her face. It felt..intimate.

Especially with all his crooning into her ear.

She was gasping, her body still pulsing as she sucked his fingers deeper into her

channel. He let out another rumble.

"Very good," he hummed.

Sienna was spent. She looked at her body from the mirrors above her and she was splayed out loosely, her limbs limp. The doctor ran a hand through her hair and muttered something she could not discern.

He unstrapped the other buckle on her right foot, then, dragged her forward so her bottom half was hanging off the edge of the table.

"What're you doin..?" she asked, lifting her head and her eyes widened.

Dr. Xorad did not appear to be as sexless as he appeared. In fact, currently, there was a slit opening–pulsing as she watched him dip his fingers inside, teasing something out while he lowly hissed. She watched as his fingers stroked the inner walls of his slit. It reminded her of her own pussy, wet and pink on the inside.

Instead what emerged was his cock. Long and already hard, completely hairless like the rest of his strange body. One of his hands stroked himself root to tip while the others were positioning her once again.

"Ohh..wait I don't think I can…"

He stood between her legs, rubbing his lubricated cock against her sloppy slit. She whimpered, her eyes rolling back.

"Fuck it…just stick it in," she said plainly. Her body was trembling with anticipation and the aftershocks of her first orgasm.

He grunted in response and nodded. But before he inserted himself inside her, he fingered more of that magic gel inside her pussy and she was whining again. Her pussy pulsed on nothing and she already felt close to orgasm.

He slid inside her in one ruthless motion.

They both groaned out.

"So tight." he hissed, "You already milk my cock."

"Mmmm…" she had no words for him, she was too busy enjoying the ridges of his cock inside her that she hadn't noticed. She bucked when one of those ridges rubbed her g-spot.

He bent over her and began to thrust, out slowly then in hard. Their skin slapped together and she could feel not only the gel mixing with her fluids, but his as well. This moment cemented Sienna as the weakest link.

But if being the weakest link meant getting fucked like this she didn't care. She was ruined. She was addicted to Dr. Zorad's fingers and cock, with–preferably–or without the gel.

She was making an awful keening noise in the back of her throat, a whine that reminded her of a dog begging for a bone. Tears were still trailing down her eyes and she was sure her face was scrunched in the ugliest ways.

Sienna did not think about being sexy for Dr. Xorad, she simply enjoyed what he was giving her and he seemed to have no complaints. In fact, he seemed to be having a wonderful time if the groans above her were any sign.

He lifted her legs, pushing the backs of her thighs so the tops pressed against her belly, her calves rested on his shoulders and Sienna screamed at the deep reach he now had.

"Oh, yes, yes!" she gasped, "Please keep fucking me, doctor!"

He gave her what seemed to be a pained smile, "I don't think that is the problem, pet." she moaned. "It's stopping I fear for." he thrusted, once, twice, three times–and then there was a warm watery liquid being sprayed inside her. She yelped in surprise.

He had cum and given her absolutely no warning.

When she expected him to stop however he didn't. He was still hard and still pounding at her pussy like a madman.

"Mmm, what's happening?" she moaned.

"I..hngf, I am quite built up," he spoke, his brows were furrowed and he was giving her fast shallow strokes now. "I predict I will need to ejaculate 4 times before we can complete this session."

"4 times?" she questioned bewildered, then her back arched and she could feel the familiar ache in her abdomen, "why so many?"

"I cannot fertilize you until I am completely spent," he explained clinically. The air whooshed out of Sienna. She remembered her purpose here. Baby-maker.

"Wait–" she spoke panicked, still breathless any whiny, "You can't do that! I don't want to be pregnant!"

He stroked her cheeks with his top hands, "Calm now, pet." he crooned, "I assure you I will take very good care of you during your gestation."

"But doctor!" she wailed, her legs were locking again and her thighs began to tremble, "I-I don't want–Ah!" she screamed, releasing once again. Pushing his long cock out momentarily before he forced himself back in. He groaned and once again she was filled more with that cool watery substance that leaked out of her along with what she produced.

Sienna's eyes rolled back and all the fight in her had vanished. She was far away from this room now. Far away from Dr. Xorad and only concerned about her aching pussy that still craved another release.

She laid there limply while Xorad kept pushing. Her body jerked, being shifted up and down as he worked above her. She could do nothing but take it.

There was a gentle squeaking sound mixed in with everything as the metal examination table she was on was completely covered in their fluids and her skin was rubbing against the material.

"Nearly there, pet," he murmured. "This will all be over soon."

She wasn't sure if she wanted it to be over.

"Then you can take a nice rest."

Oh.

Well, that did sound nice considering her eyes were beginning to fall heavy. Of course, she couldn't sleep. But she could do little more than whine and slowly roll her hips to meet Xorad's.

His top hands were squeezing her breasts and teasing at her nipples while his bottom hands gripped her thighs. He did all the moving for her, pulling her back and forth on his cock. She was like his personal fuck toy.

From everything she had heard about the experiment, baby, and assimilation, that statement seemed to be far more accurate than she originally thought.

Another blast of watery liquid flooded through her and she groaned. Dr. Xorad momentarily collapsed atop her. His head resting on her chin. She absently stroked his bald head.

He purred.

"Turn for me," he murmured, seemingly tired in his own right as his voice was turning lazy.

Sienna had no idea what that meant until he was pulling out of her. A gush of fluid came out when was unplugged.

He gently moved her onto her hands and knees and Sienna wasn't so sure she could maintain this position for very long but she had always liked doggy more than missionary so she would try.

"I've seen humans do it this way as well." he says, running a hand over her ass, squeezing it, "Is this suitable for you, pet?"

"Yes…" she sighed, "It's very suitable."

"Good."

She nearly fell face forward when the examination table began to lower. She looked around and realized Dr. Xorad had pulled a level so his cock could be at an equal level with her hole.

Neat.

He aligned himself with her, then, slid home. She moaned roughly, backing up against him, impaling herself. She rocked back and forth on his cock and he began to breath heavily.

"This is not how I saw it done," he murmurs.

Sienna moaned, "This is how I like it." she arched and unarched her back, controlling the pace this time. She was steady and a little weaker than usual but she felt more awake now that he was so deeply buried inside her.

"This will be good for insemination," he seemed to be thinking the same thing, "my eggs will be buried deep inside you."

"Shuddap." she slurred. He was ruining the moment for her.

"Hm." he hummed, not seeming to be offended but not amused either.

They moved together.

"Pull on my hair." she murmured, "I like that, and…grip my hips."

Dr. Xorad did exactly as she asked and Sienna moved faster, the alien behind her groaned. Praising her in his hissed language. It made Sienna feel like she was more than mediocre at sex, it made her feel like a pornstar.

She didn't mind fucking an alien so much.

At least not until he started bucking against her and dug his sharp nails into her hips.

"Oh!" she exclaimed.

He growled with a thrust. Moving so fast against her she could barely even feel him inside because of how slick she was. The only thing that told her he was still inside were the ridges that scraped against her inner walls

Finally, something seemed to snap in the doctor, he let out a long drawn-out hiss and he slumped forward. He was pressing against her back as he let out a high whine. He was cumming again, but this time it was not the watery liquid she had grown familiar with.

This time, she filled her up in a completely unnatural way.

She was being inseminated.

It was overwhelming, the eggs he was talking about putting inside her were pulsing in their own right and she could feel them travelling inside of her. They rubbed and scrubbed around her walls and her eyes rolled back as she too slumped forward.

She fell belly first against the table, twitching as she was being impregnated.

"That's it, pet." he slurred, "you're going to be a wonderful host."

Host. Dear god, what had she done?

[fishrights69]

My Top 5 GARBAGE fish that suck

Here we go again. After receiving a very high ammount of notes!! (61 UwU) on the last fish list, here's another top 5 no one asked for. I've tried to use the reasoning of ''all fish are good'' but let's be honest, we'd be better off without these. 5. Monkfish🙏

So these things are weird as hell. Their ugliness alone landed them on this list. Not only are they ugly as shit, but they're also mean motherfuckers that eat basically anything. They like to cover themselves in mud and just chill there until something crosses their path which imo is fucking lazy. Some people do eat them as a delicacy apparently(ew?). Props to them for getting over the looks. Ugly/10 5/10 for laziness 4.Hairy Frog Fish💇‍♀️

If you wonder wtf are you looking at, this fish is the living embodiment of that feeling you get when you find hair in your food. This girlie loves to swallow as it's mouth can open to make space for fish almost twice her size so don't go sitting too close 💦 Still, it doesn't take away from the fact that she looks like a mistake. 4/10 appearance 8/10 for the deep throating skills 3. Goblin Shark 👺

First of all, these sharks look like if someone designed a fish based on a child's drawing of a shark. Instead of going the terrifying route and choosing one of these pictures, I opted for a derpy yet still creepy photo. Besides being quite good at ambushing prey, these dudes still tend to eat man made garbage which further argues their position on ''the garbage fish top5™''. They also are basically living fossils since they're old af and most of their body is atrophied. 3/10 appearance 6/10 for still living so long despite everything.

2.Bony-Eared Assfish🍑

This fish is for all ass obsessed fuckers. Grilling this baby and enjoying it counts as eating ass. Some cool facts about him: -The bony-eared assfish has the smallest brain-to-body weight ratio out of all vertebrates. -Assfish are soft and flabby with a light skeleton (so like a real ass) As for personality, they are not what I'd call assholes. They are quite sluggish as they prefer to sort of flap around with short bursts of energy instead of swim. They don't do much besides that which makes them a very underwhelming fish despite the sexy name :( Apparently they were given this name to make up for how utterly boring they are. 2/10 appearance 1/10 Interest in them or what they are good for (spoiler, nothing)

If you're a fish enthusiast, you probably know what's coming at nr.1 🥁 🥁 1. Ocean Sunfish☀️

There are far, faar too many reasons for this fish to be on the first spot. Not only are they the dumbest fish in the whole world, but they also are not good swimmers AT ALL (wtf is with these poorly designed fish who cannot swim??). Scientists are still perplexed at how this fish continues to stay alive. If you want more shitty facts about them, here's a link to a very famous post trashing these bitches. BUT, I have my very own reason to hate the sunfish. One cursed morning, I decided to go get educated about animals and visit Naturalis, a museum in Leiden, The Netherlands. I was having a blast looking at all the beautiful animals showcased, along with the cool facts and atmosphere. I excitedly get to the aquatic creatures floor and mesmerised, I try to take in all the beauty. At the long corridor nearing the exit, I look around admiring the fish that were displayed. Thinking I had seen it all, I move further when I turn a corner and out of nowhere.. . . . . . . . BAM

this GIANT motherfucker, hidden in a corner makes it's presence known. I'm not kidding when I say this thing is huge. Here's a picture of the replica from another angle for size reference. As you can guess, I was legit extremely spooked and actually screamed. :( 0/10 appearence 0/10 fuck this thing. useless and it gave me a heart attack

BONUS: I'm sorry but I think I've tortured myself and you enough, so to make up for it, here's a cute fishy instead: (take him)

Alright thanks for reading and follow for more fish content. Suggest me some more top5's I could do, be it fish related, or whatever your mind decides to curse me with. Still need to cleanse yours eyes? My top 5 coolest fish

[gogandmagog]

What is your LEAST canon ship? (If any)

Jem Blythe and Mary Vance have been making a loud racket all around my brain ever since I read ‘The Blythes are Quoted,’ and uncovered that they actually kissed at least the once, as teenagers (at very near the same time frame/if not at the exact same time frame Jem’s also seen kissing Faith Meredith). I don’t think I can fully declare it a ‘ship,’ though — it’s just that the pairing is so crunchy and titillating to me. But I can fully admit that I’ve taken a big ole bite’o’the’bait and wouldn’t be opposed to hearing more; maaaaybe even a lot more.

And I think I can attribute my piqued interest to the overlapping flavour of Anne and Gilbert, in it.

Jem, and I’ll probably be saying this until I die, is exactly everything Gilbert would’ve been, if he hadn’t met Anne (i.e. that cracked slate changed Gilbert’s life path and his behaviour for the long-lasting better). He’s adventurous, precocious, disastrously fearless, jolly, and prone to laughter. And teasing. And likely a thorough pranking, too.

Mary, an abused orphan, was about 12 years old when we first met her in Rainbow Valley… and more than that, she came from the same Hopetown Asylum that Anne did. She even ends up being permanently taken in by an older couple, of very comparable ages to Marilla and Matthew. While Mary lacks in terms of the charming-Anneishness that might’ve been hoped for in her personality, it’s surely worth noting that the Blythe kids feel that there’s just something about that girl, despite her scrappiness. They actually can’t quit her. Di says, “Mary Vance is a habit of ours—we can't do without her even when we are furious with her.” But n-o-o, that’s not all. Mary also has unusual, frequently-commented-on eyes, just like… 🥁 Anne. And one of the first things we hear from Gilbert, about Anne? That she has eyes “that weren’t like the eyes of any other girl in Avonlea school.” Of course Jem will have noticed Mary’s too. I could sit here and draw parallels all day, honestly.

But anyway, anyway, all this to say… Jem and Mary? Probably the most rudimentary version of Anne and Gilbert imaginable. Un-evolved Anne and Gilbert. Rough-hewn Anne and Gilbert. I just think it might’ve been equal parts comical, zealous, and excruciating to see it played out. Though, mind you? Susan wouldn’t have approved, and Cornelia would have. And just those two tiny little facts right there already have me properly bumming that we didn’t get that content, either.

[cazperx-x]

Hello there!!! May I request a suuuper fluffy piece for Gareth? Maybe where you’ve been friends since you were little, and you both love each other but think the other doesn’t (so cliche I know but it makes my heart happy) and the hellfire boys are tired of it so they do their best to get y’all together and adorable-ness ensues? If possible, thank you so much!! 💕💕💕

Thanks so much for the request!

Honeysuckle

Gareth Emerson x Fem!reader

Summary is basically the request

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"So close! Try again!" You giggled as Gareth missed for what had to be the 100th time. 

It was lunch, and Gareth had been trying to throw a tater-tot in your mouth the entire time. The rest of the table was audibly groaning, and Mike had a very readable look of disgust on his face. 

"Are you sure they're not dating and just very, very bad at hiding it?" Dustin whispered to Eddie. 

"Sadly, I'm sure. "

"Are we gonna do anything about it?" Lucas questioned. 

"Please do something, I don't think I can watch this for much longer without vomiting," Mike muttered.

"You're right. Freshmen, it's time to get the childhood best friends together once and for all." Eddie smirked. 

“God they’re such a cliché,” 

~~~~~~~

The boys spent the rest of the week trying to get you and Gareth together, like sticking notes in you or Gareth’s lockers (turns out you two already did that) and saying it was from the other or making comments whenever Gareth called you a pet name. 

“What's up buttercup?”

“Buttercup? Doesn’t that sound like something a boyfriend would call a girlfriend?”

“Shut up Lucas.”

It got to the point where Eddie even got your friends outside of Hellfire involved. 

“Look, Y/n, all I’m saying is I see the way he looks at you. And c’mon, he calls you stuff like “Honeysuckle” and “Lovebug” Isn’t it obvious?” 

“Since when have you been one to play matchmaker Alex?” 

“Whatever. Just saying.”

None of their tactics were working, so by the end of the week, the boys devised a much more straightforward plan.

~~~~~~~

You worked at the local arcade, right next to family video.

Just before your shift ended, a familiar boy ran in, out of breath. 

"Wheeler? Did you run all the way here?" You chuckled. 

"L/n! Uhh, yes actually. Last minute change. There's a hellfire campaign starting tonight that we need you to sub for because Lucas had a last-minute basketball thing. It starts at 8 pm." Mike practically wheezed, still out of breath. 

" ’Kay, I’ll be there. But you realize you could've just called right-?"

"...Shit."

~~~~~~~~~

You walked up to the clubroom, only to see a giddy Eddie, Dustin, Mike, and Lucas waiting outside the room. 

"Hi! Are we supposed to go into the clubroom or..?" You questioned, feeling as though something was off.

"It's a common tradition that the Dungeon Master enters the room last." Dustin quickly explained. 

"Well, then why are you guys out here-?"

"Eddie gets lonely out here," Lucas said, patting Eddie on the shoulder. "So we wait with him."

"Yep," Eddie said through gritted teeth. 

"Lucas? Wait if you're here who am I subbing for?"

"Just get in the room." Mike practically screamed, before pushing you in. 

You stumbled into the room, which as far as you knew was not set up for a DnD game. There were light candles, dim lighting, rose petals sprinkled on the table and floor, and... Gareth. 

"Helloo?" You awkwardly asked more than said, which made Gareth jump. 

"Oh hey!" he waved before his eyes widened. "I-I see how this might look, and I promise I didn't set any of this up. Mike shoved me in here and locked the door. I mean we're just best friends! Nothing romantic." Gareth quickly explained, his voice uneasy.

“Oh yeah. O-of course.” 

Soon you heard the door click and realized you’d both been locked in. 

“ L/n, Gareth has something to tell you. Something verryyy important.” Eddie shouted, emphasizing the word very.

You quickly turned to Gareth, whose face was bright red. “I-I don’t know what Eddie’s talking about.” He stuttered out before practically running to the door and banging on it. 

"What the fuck are you doing Munson?" 

“Sorry Gareth, this doors not unlocking until you tell L/n what's been bugging youuu.” Eddie said in a sing-song tone. “Oh, and I'm sure L/n'll have something pleasant to say about it. Now I’m taking the freshmen for a drive, by the time we get back you better have told each other what you need to.”

Gareth groaned and fell against the door as you both heard footsteps walking away. There were a few minutes of comfortable silence as you walked around the clubroom and Gareth just sat by the door with his head in his hands. 

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, your heart was beating a mile a minute. You and Gareth had been best friends since you were both six when he was trying to skateboard and nearly crashed into you while you were biking. 

“Watch it, nerd!”

“Sorry, princess.”

“I’m not a princess, nerd.”

“Oh yeah? Then what are you and why are you riding a pretty pink bike?”

“I’m Y/n L/n. And this is a hand-me-down from my sister.”

“ I’m Gareth Emerson. I got this skateboard for Christmas.”

"Well you need to keep practicing buddy."

"I bet I'm better than you!"

"Let me see the skateboard, nerd."

You couldn't help but smile to yourself while thinking of the day you two met, and other childhood memories. When you skipped school to goof off at the arcade, all the sleepovers, or that one time you slipped down a muddy trench during an especially rainy spring and Gareth found you in the pouring rain and helped you home. You figured that was the day you fell in love. Your parents didn’t even notice you were gone.

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You'd been zoned out for who knows how long, trapped in the clubroom for even longer.

“Helllooo? Princess?” Gareth’s voice was soft, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“Augh, I told you to stop calling me that.” You rolled your eyes.

“Did you even hear what I said?”

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

“I asked why your smile is so pretty,” he said matter of factly like there was no doubt about it.

“W-what?” You stuttered, his sudden complement catching you off guard.

“Why is your smile so pretty?” Gareth tilted his head like a dog while giving you puppy dog eyes. God that man was the human embodiment of a golden retriever. 

The most you could do was shrug before burying your head in your hands, afraid you were blushing. 

“I’m sorry.” Gareth’s voice was barely a whisper, so quiet you were surprised you even heard it. 

You looked up to see Gareth shaking his head, looking away from you and off to the side.

“Sorry for what?”

“Everything.” 

You frowned and walked over to him, sitting down beside him. 

“Well, what’s everything?”

“All this.” He motioned to the room. “Promise?”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Promise what?”

“You’ll still want to be my friend after this? After the shocking news I'm about to reveal?”

You giggled and nodded. “I’ll never not want to be your friend Gareth Emerson. Promise”

“Okay, good cause I’ve like… had the biggest crush on you since we were eight.” When the words were out of his mouth, Gareth brace himself as if he was expecting something catastrophic to happen, or you to slap him. 

Instead, you smiled and cupped his face in your hands. 

“Can I kiss you?”

Gareth nodded, his face turning a light shade of pink. 

You softly pressed your lips against his, and he moved you closer. 

Close. This was as close as you'd ever gotten. And as close as you wanted to be, yet still not enough. 

Gareth pulled away, a big goofy grin on his face. 

“Well, you have me beat Emerson.” You giggled. 

“Hm?”

“I think I’ve had a crush on you since the trench incident which was when we were…” you trailed off, trying to remember the exact age. 

“Ten.” Gareth quickly finished the sentence for you.

“Yeah, yeah ten.”

“So that means I win by two years.” He smugly declared. 

You rolled your eyes with a grin and shook your head. 

“Can I sit in your lap?”

Gareth acted like he was thinking about it for a moment. “Sorry, lap privileges are reserved for my gorgeous girlfriend.” He teased. 

You pouted, crossing your arms. 

“I could be your girlfriend.”

“I’d love that.” 

“...Can I sit in your lap now?”

Gareth chuckled, before patting his lap and putting his arms out. “Come here honeysuckle.”

[vvagustd]

oomg!! that last sick one was so cute 😭😭 i am obSESSED!! <33 hshdjsjs your so good at writing!! 😭🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 anywaysss..i have another DEVIOUS request.. drumroll.. 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁 OKAY'bn!! i am requesting a chishiya x reader where they go to a theme park..and they go on the ferris wheel.....BUT READER IS SCARED OF HEIGHTS......and they get stuck..at the top.......for THRITY MINUETS!!'n (vine boom) (im so devious) (ahahahah) -sincerely, anon!!

yess! i am in love with this idea! and thank you so much to the people that have requested and taken time to read my fics and say nice things, you guys are amazing! i hope you enjoy this fic as much as i do <3

✎ heights - chishiya

[chishiya x fem!reader]

synopsis - chishiya finally takes you to the amusement park you've wanted to go to forever, but you forgot to mention your fear of heights.

You had begged Chishiya for months to take you here.

And here you were! Chishiya finally gave in and took you to the amusement park you've wanted to go to forever. He took notice of how you avoided all of the super tall rides, dragging him into teacups, carnival games, small rollercoasters. The one thing he overlooked was your fear of heights, he only ruled out that you were just overall scared of intense rides.

"Chishiya!" He snapped out of his thoughts at your voice. "Let's do that one!" You grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers and dragging him to yet another small ride that whipped you around like hell.

It had finally come time for Chishiya to pick a ride. The day was slowly coming to an end, the sky darkening as the sun dipped below the horizon. He softly grabbed your hand and led you over to what had to be the tallest ride in the entire park. The ferris wheel. It was a beautiful looking ride, with supposedly an even more beautiful view. He thought it would be a good idea, basing off what he thought was your fear of intense rides. Your hand tightened around his as you looked up at the ride towering over you.

"What's wrong?" Chishiya asked, squeezing your hand slightly. "I don't- I don't think I can do it, Chishiya." He looked at you questioningly, this had to be the calmest ride in the whole park, and you were one of the bravest people he knew. This whole park should have been nothing to you. "I'm," you paused for a second, "I'm scared of heights." Chishiya raised his eyebrows and looked at you. "I should've known, I thought you just didn't like intense rides." You let out a shaky laugh, turning your head to face the ground instead of up at the ride. "It'll be alright, Y/n. We'll only be up high for a few seconds, you'll love it."

You infact, did not love it. The second the ride started to move upward, everything felt wrong. Chishiya took note of how your breathing shallowed and your tight hold on your sweater sleeves. He moved his hands to hold yours, brushing his thumb up and down the top of your hand. "It's alright, love," he sighed, "nothing's going to happen." He wanted to tell you to suck it up and stop being a baby, but he decided that you needed reassurance more. You slowly approach the top of the ferris wheels, getting higher and higher. "Y/n." This is too high, you were going way too high. "Y/n." You were going to die! "Y/n!" Chishiya slightly rose his voice, the same lack of emotion behind it. His voice pulled you out of your trance, bringing you back to the reality of how high up you are.

Suddenly the lights on the ferris went out, the whole ride coming to a stop, with you and Chishiya at the very top. "Oh no, oh no no no." You started freaking out, trying to look for a way, any way at all, to get out of this nightmare. "Y/n, just look." He turned your head to look at the view. The entire park was lit up in the night, rides running with screams of enjoyment. It really was beautiful, the beauty of it all subsiding your fear.

Chishiya wasn't a man that voiced his emotions, his likes, dislikes. But scenery that he's always liked, since he could remember. Pretty views always made him feel peaceful, especially when nothing else did. There was one thing he loved above all else though.

You.

You were his safe space, his peace. You were the love of his life. You taught him what it was like to be loved, and what it felt like to love someone else. As much as Chishiya loved you and the view, his patience was starting to wear thin. You had gotten over your fear now and were starting to appreciate the beauty of the park at night. "It's beautiful, right 'shiya?" You leaned into his arms, resting your head on his shoulder. "You're beautiful." He replied, kissing the top of your head.

You had been up there for about thirty minutes before the lights turned back on and your ride came to an end. The workers at the bottom were apologizing and thanking everyone for their patience, each getting a free stuffed animal of their choice. You chose the cutest looking sliver stuffed cat, holding it up to Chishiya. "Reminds me of you." You said, holding the cat closed to you.

Chishiya let out a soft chuckle as you guys walked out of the park hand-in-hand, hearts entwined.

[draconia2004]

Moon Au!

Ok, we all know that pecharunt and the 3 disloyal ones are based on the old story of Momotaro, right?

Well, I propose a scenario, what would happen if pecharunt wasn't so bad at the beginning?

I'm mostly basing it on the fact that Momotaro in the story is a boy, he's young. In this scenario, Pecharunt gave his chains in good faith to the 3 disloyal ones, he was naughty but not evil, he was the only one of his kind but he had the loyal ones, he was happy.

Until one day he met someone, a young floette with a white flower, who upon seeing pecharunt (assuming it was a pure poison type) got scared and ran, pecharunt was enthralled with the little fairy, coming to look for her after their first encounter, bringing her berries and gifts in hopes of winning her affections.

Floette was reluctant at first, but over time, she grew fond of the poison pokemon, becoming an unlikely pairing.

One of Pecharunt's gifts was a Day Stone, thus helping Floette evolve into a Florges.

Everything was peace and harmony, until some humans from the town of Kitakami saw the white flower Florges and attacked it, knowing how rare florgues are, thinking that they could sell it and become rich.

Pecharunt and the 3 disloyal, enraged, did everything they could to protect Florgues, but received wounds too serious to continue fighting.

The humans took advantage of this and attacked using shadow slash.

Florgues in her desperation to save her friends and loved one, used her own body to protect them.

Seeing Florgues on the verge of death, Pecharunt went crazy, grabbing his beloved's body tightly, between sobs he released all his toxin around the chains on the loyalists, making them even stronger, with this, they managed to scare away the humans, but It was too late.

Florgues with her last strength, declared her love for Pecharunt, wishing she had been braver, to have been able to say it sooner, she finally met her end in a kiss with Pecharunt.

The agony and sadness were many, the loyal trio took Pecharunt and Florgues to the crystal lagoon, where they deposited the fairy in the waters for a last goodbye.

From that day on, only memories of the sweet nymph and a bitter hatred towards humans remained in the Pokémons.

Pecharunt fell silent in a long sleep, unable to wake up, not aging, until centuries later the loyals woke him up with the news of the arrival of a Pokémon with masks of great power to the town of Kitakami, thus developing the main plot.

During the Teal Mask DLC, Kieran's punch on the grave of the three loyalists was what awakened Pecharunt, giving him the opportunity to possess him.

They both share an incessant desire to become stronger because of someone (Florgues for Pecharunt and Tsukiko [my MC] for Kieran).

Despite his compatibility, Pecharunt still harbors resentment towards the Humans, who took his mate away from him. Pecharunt's possession of Kieran is more like a second personality than possession itself.

But he is more rooted in the concept of two souls in one body. Kieran desperately wants to beat Tsukiko (MC) to prove that he is worthy of her, Pecharunt can relate to that, so while he possesses him, he tries to keep him alive to see him achieve his goal.

Now, here's the plotwist, Tsukiko is a reincarnation, she played Pokémon for years, but she didn't get to the Pokémon Scarlet dlc, so she was slogging through Teal Mask and now Indigo Disk, but she's also the incarnation of, drum rolls please,

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Florges!!

Florges' desire to see Pecharunt again pitied Giratina, who helped with Tsukiko's reincarnation, but they needed something to link this new soul to the Pokémon world, which is where Florges comes in.

Aware of the deal, she offered herself with the intention of helping this strange soul, even though her death was caused by humans, she does not resent or fear them.

Florges is not strong enough to present himself as a second personality (yet), but she can present herself to Tsukiko in dreams, telling her their story, helping her figure out how to help Kieran without hurting Pecharunt.

……….,……….,………,………..

-I don't have a title for this work at the moment, can I ask for ideas?

-All characters are aged up

-Mature themes will be discussed (blood, mu3rt3, etc.)

-This is more than anything an outline of a story I'm creating

-I'm a sucker for destined lovers, so I'll include that concept in the story.

-Paldea's group, the 4 disasters and carmine will play an important role in this story

-English is not my first language

-I will use references to Latin culture and witchcraft

[da-proti-toku-grem]

VERY special delivery 2 one of the coolest Nace propagandists on this hellsite we call tumblr!! :))

(U were the first blog that got 2 see my rendition of what our boys would look like as magical girls N now that all of their moodboards have been sent into the world,there’s still one more that ur about 2 see that’s gonna bring the series 2 a close till I can find good pictures of Ollie N Igor 4 their magical girl themed moodboards :3)

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MAGICAL GIRL POLYCULE! JO MY BELOVED!! >:D

(The amount of glittery N bright filters I used on this should be studied good god of grapes + this ask is gonna be LONG so it’s all good if U don’t wanna read it all <3)the story all begins when a fan gifts out boys a set of necklaces in their respective fandom-choose colours except the fan nor the band know that the necklaces would lead 2 them being well ✨MAGICAL GIRLS✨! Ofc they try the necklaces on N that’s when the keychains in the third picture in third row sorta lock themselves onto each members instrument,forever tieing them 2 their new magical girl alter egos.A day later at the studio during their break,Jure snoops through the snack draw a bit N finds the transformation pact in the first pic on the third row,shows it 2 the guys then with Bojan being well Bojan he sorta takes the transformation pact,puts two of the rings that came with the pink necklace into said pact N BOOM he’s a magical girl now (the others were laughing their ass off at him in the dress 4 atlest 20 mins).Since THAT happened the same thing began happening 2 the rest of the boys every other day,they’d find their transformation pact hidden somewhere,pick it up,let curiosity get the best of them N slip the rings or brooch that came with their necklaces into the pact N the sequence would begin,first Jure,then Kris N last were Nace N Jan who may have done the whole thing together ;).Each post about the magical girl! AU is gonna be like a lil snippet of the aftermath once they figured everything out,having 2 keep the whole “being a magical girl thingy thing” a secret in 2 the public N their family + friends who aren’t in the band + their crew,seeing how each member deals with the responsibility’s that come with being a magical girl N how they use their powers,Ollie N Igor BECOMING magical girls by accident N teaming up with their dads 2 fight the villains.Tho isn’t rlly the end after all,there’s still someone missing from the polycule N he has very noteworthy connection 2 a tall diva guitarist✨✨✨✨

brb crying bc you think I'm cool??? 😭💜

anyways~~

POLY!JO MY BELOVED <3

This is so cool omg ahsbsjzbsjwhsisqbso I'm imagining them all pretty in their dresses 🥰 And you're including Igor and Ollie too that's so cute 🥺

Also Jan and Nace doing the transformation together :( <3

I love this sm thanks for sharing <33

[tv-girllover07]

Something metal🥁

Kevin schlieb x fem!reader

Movie: metal lords

Part 8

Green italic= Kevin narrating

Blue italic= there thoughts

Scene skip ⏭️

I know Hunter’s going to be mad it’s all I thought about as I drive to his house, I felt bad for leaving Y/n after we just spent the last hour and a half together but she said it was okay and she understood an that we can talk later.

Walking downstairs into Hunter’s basement I hear him playing his solo, I spoke loudly over the music out of breathe “I know, I know” Hunter stops playing “We said 6:15. It is now 8:00.” Hunter said clearly pissed “Well, something came up” I said a little cheekily and smiled “What? What came up?” I look at him breathing heavily, I didn’t really want to tell him that Y/n and I slept together cause I knew that if I didn’t he would be even more pissed “Nothing” I told him “I thought it was something. You said it was something” he started o question me, I look at him

“Well, I was wrong. It was nothing” “I can imagine something being more important than a band practice. Actually, I can’t. But I definitely can’t see how nothing could be more important, Kevin.” Y/n is, I pick up my drum sticks and I think he getting sceptical so I hesitate “Well, nothing is more important. Or nothing isn’t more important. What I mean--“ “I don’t need Abbott and Costello from you, okay? I need a drummer. A real drummer. Metal is commitment, Kevin. It’s dedication, sacrifice, mortification of the flesh and all that shit. It’s serious. And if you’re not gonna be, if you’ll be all “girls with cello, showing up whatever I feel like it,” then this isn’t gonna work. And we won’t win the Battle of the Bands, and then you’re gonna be a loser for the rest of your life.” I stare blankly at him after what he just said I clench my jaw, I stares back at me before turning around and continues playing his guitar, I give him a sarcastic smile and grab my stuff and head up the stairs.

Scene skip ⏭️

I’m in the practice room at the school the next day with Y/n as has her headphones working on practicing her cello. As I have my headphones in playing counting one, two, three, four over and over again, I start playing aggressively think about what happened last night with Hunter. I don’t see Clay walk in

“Hey. Hey! Hey!” I stopped playing as I finally hear Clay shouting after playing aggressively I start panting “Oh. Hey” moving my hair out of my face “Hi.” Y/n stops playing, looking up as well, then looking at me too then Clay wondering what he was doing here “Where did you guys learn how to play?” He asked the both of us “Uh…I don’t know” “Since I was little” Y/n and I said at the same time then we chuckle

“My friend gave me these songs, and I practiced them. I not, you know, a real drummer or anything.” I said still out of breath, Clay and Y/n both turn their heads at me “Are you fucking high? That was intense.” he said with enthusiasm “Yeah, Kev that was awesome” Y/n said in the same tone “Yeah?” I asked

“Have you two got a minute?” Clay looked back and forth between the two of us Y/n and I look at each other then we nod our heads going into the cafeteria, Y/n and I sharing the headphones listening to Shape Of You, tapping my fingers against my leg to the beat of the song with the rest of Clay’s band standing around us. We take out the headphones, look at Clay and his friends “Are they all like this? Just pretty much the same beat all the way through?” I asked

“Yeah” “Pretty much” they agreed “Please Kevin, Y/n, I promised my sister, and she’s so psyched to have us play. But Ray’s not getting out of rehab for another month, and weee tired of playing with a waste drummer.” “Yeah, man” “Fuck that dummy” Clay’s friends added “We would like to, but it’s like I said, I’m in this band with Hunter, and Battle of the Bands is really important to him. And Y/n kinda does her does own thing” I stated

“Lots of guys are in two bands” one of the guys said “Eric Clapton was in, like, 60 bands.” The other one said “And I heard you two play, man. You could learn our songs in ten minutes” Y/n and I smile slightly “Don’t even worry about the Battle of the Bands for now, just my sisters wedding.” I sighed “Let us think about it.” And nod my head “I feel you. But the weddings this weekend, so don’t think too long.”

Scene skip ⏭️

Y/n’s POV

Kevin and I want back to my house, Kevin told me about last night with Hunter. Kevin walks around my room looking at all my little knickknacks before we sit on my bed, I take Kevin’s glasses off starting a starring contest after a couple of minutes of starring in Kevin hazel eyes I smile and tilt my head Kevin’s eyes start to water and he blinks, “Fuck” he whispered “You blinked” I laugh at him

“I blunk” “You blunk” I said with my accent we start laughing “Three out of five?” I asked him still looking him in the eyes “I’m pretty sure you’re better at staring than me” Kevin’s puts his glasses back on “Mm-hmm” i hummed and pecked his cheek, I see Kevin looking behind me and I turn to look as well, I see him looking at my meds on my nightstand “Those your meds?” He asked lowly

“Mm-hmm. My happy pills.” I flick them over not wanting to see them anymore they clatter to the ground and chuckle “Don’t you need more?” He asked me seriously “Mm-mm” i shake my head no and a idea comes to mind, I lay down on my bed

“Lay on top of me” he looks at me, rises his eyebrows before chuckling, I adjust my legs so he can lay in between them, I have my arm close to my chest. He lays on top of me face to face, careful not to crush me, he leans in trying to kiss me but I squeak “Not yet.” He nods his head ever so slightly I hold his hand close to mine “Let’s just, um, lie like this. I like it. Makes me feel…smooshed” I play with the collar of his shirt “On the field when I saw you…“

“Yeah.” I whispered “Did it feel…good to throw stuff and yell at people?” I look up at the ceiling embarrassed then back at him “No. Feels good to not want to throw stuff and yell at people” I look at him, he looks at my lips then my eyes “Your my happy pill” I look into his eyes. I kiss him and he smiles and then I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck pulling him in a big bear hug resting his head in my chest and then he pulls his head up and starts kissing all over my face.

[yourlocalsonia2]

My shitty headcanons for Nicktoons unite

Drumroll please 🥁🥁🥁🥁

Jimmy Neutron

When the group first met, he was 13

His is currently 16 and the second youngest

he's also 5'7

He was kind of a bitch for most of their first adventure, but eventually became nicer to the group

His full name is James issac Neutron

there was a time when he convinced the group into thinking his last name was Newton but someone misspelled his name on his birth certificate

when he was 14 he gave himself cybernetic implants just in case he was ever in an emergency +he didn't tell anyone (this is inspired by choraa)

sometimes when he is alone he'll use the arms/implants doc ock style

the longest time he slept was 1 hour, 58 minutes and 26 seconds

he basically lives off of energy drinks and shit

he also is anemic (iron deficient) and he doesn't know

there are a lot of times when he doesn't have his ice cream looking hairstyle bc he doesn't have time to do it, or he'll just forget

after becoming friends with Nicktoons, he became a better person and treated Carl decently and people were scared (including Carl)

his main weapon is his inventions (think of whatever)

he knows 10+ languages (English. French, Spanish, German, Mandarin, Greek, Latin, Italian, Swedish and Dutch) and a few alien languages

he's gay and he thought he liked Cindy

even though he did date Cindy for a while, he did break up with her bc their relationship was falling apart (they were literally never meant to be. THEIR RELATIONSHIP WAS GOING TO FAIL AT SOME POINT. THE BOAT WILL SINK)

Timmy Turner

Watch out y'all, I don't know shit about the Fairly Oddparents lore

His full name is Timothy Thomas Turner (haha t.t.t)

he is the shortest and the youngest of the group

he met the group when he was 12

he is currently 15 and 5'6 and a 1/2

he kinda thinks of Cosmo and Wanda as his parents and not just God parents

he has a normal sleep schedule but he is also narcoleptic

he has ADHD and doesn't take his meds out of spite (no one knows why lmao)

he is trans (ftm)

he is bisexual with a preference for men

he may or may not have had a crush on all the members (he got over all of them except for Jimmy)

his main weapon is gun(s) both Wanda and cosmo are guns (DUEL GUNS)

his other weapon would be a bat with nails

he has a hard time with schoolwork and is really stressed about school

Daniel Fenton / Danny Phantom

He is the second oldest and second tallest

he is currently 17 and 5'7

he was 14 when they first met

when the group first got together, he tried to hide Phantom's identity from them until SpongeBob told him that he knows

he can be very nice then very threatening in a snap

he tries not to sleep bc he has a lot of nightmares from his adventures

he is probably the most powerful in the group

him and SpongeBob have the ideal friendship

he makes a lot of puns and stupid references

he has anxiety

he has panic attacks not that often and it's kinda alarming for the rest of the group

he is a bit self sacrificial bc he is already half-dead

ON THE TOPIC OF HALF DEAD- he is not affected by stab wounds

his blood is green

he is planning for a day when Jimmy and Tucker meet up and they can be "science-y" together

he didn't tell anyone in his universe about his time with Nicktoons, one day they did come to see him and everyone was confused

he is very protective over the people he loves

there will be times where he'll throw up or have green goo leak from his eyes (tgs Henry Jekyll style)

his family is his parents, Jazz, Daniel (future him) and Dani (younger female clone)

SpongeBob / Bob

He is the oldest at 18

he first met them when he was 15 (yes, he was working then)

He is a shapeshifter.

His main two forms are his normal self (sponge) and his human form

he first met the group as a sponge and didn't tell them about his abilities and they found out bc one day he accidentally turned into a human in front of them and their reactions went like this

Jimmy: *shocked, wide eyed*

Timmy: *gaw dropped, flabbergasted*

Danny: oh my god....YOU GREW, SPONGEBOB!!

After that he would spend more time as a human

he is 5'9 as a human and 4'5 as a sponge

he has the fucking hammer as his weapon bc why not

he is "glue" of the group and kinda the mom too

he is strongest in the physical strength category (he's the type of guy to hug you but then pick you up and spin you like a parent would to a baby"

he is actually a good therapist and helping the others

he'll help Danny after or during his panic attacks, he will make Jimmy sleep for once and sometimes hide his energy drinks, he'll try his best to help Timmy with his schoolwork

he is a great cook and will make for the gang

he is overworked and underpaid (I love Mr. Krabs but please pay your workers the money they deserve)

he has ADHD and autism

he pays really good attention to the others and knows there's something worth in a snap (like if Danny had a nightmare the night before, SpongeBob will know the next morning bc of how Danny acts)

Shared

They've all seen the horrors

found family found family found family found family

they've all had a crush on at least one other member

during meals someone will tell stories of what happened in their world

they all split up after volcano island (they got back together bc of the third and fourth game) also it was still the main four during the other games (no extra side characters)

they had a split for a few years but SB brought them back together

they have this set of rules for their house

the house is in Jimmy's universe btw

Danny and Timmy both unironically got "shoo whap shoo whap ain't no lovin' my man" stuck in their heads

Jimmy's parents adore the group (not even knowing they are from other universes)

Timmy unironically calls Shirley his son and Jimmy caught on (SB and Danny are honorary uncles)

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 50

anon - hiii!!! Could you do one where y/n reacts to a cat call and she's kinda like "I'd rather drown and die." And walks home and tells the boys and they're kinda just silently wishing death upon the person you cat called her? You can just ignore/delete!!!

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anon - what would happen if anyone were to say something about y/n and made her feel uncomfortable?

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anon - what if there's a new trainee at the cafe that y/n has to train and she makes her first... AGE APPROPRIATE FEMALE FRIEND *cue air horns*

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anon - hear me out: layla has like a niece or smthn or it’s literally anyone else age appropriate and y/n makes her very first 🥁🥁🥁 healthy female freindship 🍾🍾

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anon - what if y/n has to train someone at the cafe and it’s a girl who is around her age and now she has a freind that is a girl

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anon - I’ve got an idea for your baby scarab series!

Could you do something where the readers schizophrenia is really bad and the boys help her? Like maybe she keeps seeing and hearing things

Thank you, I love your series it’s so good btw :))

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A/N : thank you for the amazing requests :) also some of these took a dark turn, and ik evie aint a new friend but whatever

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : IM RUNNING OUT OF MK GIFS :( also happy early post :))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, language, like two sex jokes, new friend :), panic attack, nightmares, protective dads, pedophilia(?), let me know if i missed anything.

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you were woken up by steven.

he decided it would be a good idea to take your blankets off of you, making you cold and grumpy.

all that got him was webs in his eyes.

he did get you up though, with promises of pop tarts.

you felt.. off as you got up, and you couldn’t even think of a reason why.

you groggily get dressed for work, while glaring at your phone that read 8:48 am.

“steven! i’m going to call in sick!” you exclaim.

“no you are not!” he yells back and you groan.

“worth a shot” you mumble, getting the last bit of your uniform on before finishing getting ready in the bathroom.

you came out while yawning, seeing your promised pop tarts on the counter waiting for you while steven made himself some tea.

“steven i’m sick” you fake cough and he turns around to give you a look.

“no you’re not” he starts, chuckling as you hop up on the counter and lean down to hold your face in your hands. “you need to go to work, y/n” he says sternly and you pick your head up to glare at him.

“but i don’t wanna” you whine and steven just shakes his head.

“you need to earn money” he begins, letting marc explain the rest.

“plus if you want to get into a good college in a couple years. or you can even get your own car”

“a car? i cant even ride a bike” you scoff and it goes silent.

“..you don’t know how to-“

“do you need a reminder of what you saw in my memories? no. you do not” you say to marc quickly and he hums.

“exactly. stay quiet” marc scoffs at your comment while jake snickers at him.

“putting that aside, if you ever need to talk about it, i-“

“okay i’m going to work now bye” you say quickly, picking up your one remaining pop tart and heading for your shoes.

“hey now, not so fast” steven says and you turn around to face him after getting your shoes on.

“you’re forgetting something” he tells you with a smile and you squint your eyes at him.

“i don’t think i am” you challenge and he raises an eyebrow.

you roll your eyes and move forward to catch steven in a hug, to which he follows your lead while you press your face into his neck.

“i’ll be home before dinner” you pull back. “i love you guys” you head to the door, steven reluctantly letting go of you so you could do so.

“we love you too” he responds, watching as you smile and shut the door behind you while you leave for work.

“you should have let her take a sick day, we could’ve spent more time together before she has to go back to school” jake complains and steven goes back to his tea.

“dammit, you have a point” marc groans and steven chuckles while pouring his tea.

“if she really wanted to stay she would’ve” steven begins. “besides it’s only six hours” he shrugs, making marc and jake groan in annoyance.

“we’re bored already” marc complains.

steven just sighs, wanting nothing more than for you to come home and entertain the two nuisances in his head.

~~~

“y/n! i have a special job for you!” your boss, natalie sings out while coming towards you.

it was the middle of your shift, the lunch rush being over by now.

“what is it?” you ask, and then notice the familiar face standing behind her.

“i believe you two have met, so i thought i’d give you the opportunity to train her” natalie starts. “evie applied a few days ago, and it’s been too busy to train her before hand, so i was hoping you could do so now” she says and you smile, wiping off the counter.

“of course, welcome to the team, evie” you say jokingly and she chuckles, natalie patting her shoulder and turning back towards the rooms behind her.

“how have you been?” she starts and you smile.

“the best i can be, you?” you reply and she smiles back.

“me too, now how can you memorize all of those drinks?” she asks dramatically, turning back to the menu and pointing to it.

you chuckle. “don’t worry about it, it’s not as hard as it looks” you assure her, and immediately get started.

you and evie spent all your free time at work to get her used to where everything was and how to make some of the drinks.

she did very well for her first day, so you even let her take some of the orders herself while you supervised.

“you’re a natural” you tell her, wiping off the counter after closing.

“oh stop it” she smiles, washing some of the dirty utensils and dishes.

“no really, the last time i had to train someone they broke the blender and spilled chocolate syrup all over the floor” you shudder at the memory of staying an extra hour to clean all that up.

you also bought a brand new blender without natalie knowing. 

it was a very expensive blender too, and it came right out of your rent money.

you’re glad you don’t have to worry about that anymore.

but you can’t help but wonder how steven, marc, and jake are keeping the rent up.

maybe khonshu had something to do with it, you still had no idea how his magic worked.

“that sounds terrible, i’m glad i didn’t do that” evie says, causing you to snap back to reality and finish cleaning the counters.

“yeah i’m glad too, because i’d make you clean it” you joke, making her laugh.

“if you want i can finish cleaning tomorrow and we can leave early” you offer, and she frowns at you.

“but that’s extra work for you”

“so? it just means i get paid more” you shrug and that brings a smile back to her face.

“thank you, really” she says and you nod.

“it’s no problem, just get your stuff and we can lock up” you tell her, making sure your phone and your key was in your pocket.

you grabbed your bag from under the counter and waited as evie did the same, waiting for you to lead the way.

you do so, leading evie through the back and outside before locking the door behind you two.

“which way are you going?” you ask her, and she points in the opposite direction of the way you go to get home.

“oh” you sigh. “well i’ll see you later then” you wave, backing up slowly in case she had anything else to say.

“yeah, i’ll see you” she turns around and begins walking.

it was almost 5, meaning steven was already cooking, or was going to start soon.

you debated on summoning the suit and following evie home to make sure she didn’t get mugged or something, but thinking about it makes it sound creepy so you decided against it and started on your way home.

it was a very cloudy day, the sun no where to be seen. that meant all the tourists were sight seeing indoors, so the sidewalks were almost empty.

you were about halfway home when a group of guys passes you, and you paid no mind to it until your spidey senses tingled so you stopped and turned around to see them staring at you.

there were three of them, looking maybe a little older than 30.

you just furrow your brows and turn back around when you hear their loud footsteps getting closer, so you turn around again, making them stop.

they seemed to notice your glare and laugh. “what’s your problem? we’re just looking at you” one of them says and you feel your eye twitch.

“yeah, and we like what we’re seein’” one of the other ones adds on and you feel your stomach churn.

you began to feel sick.

you had no idea what to say so you swiftly turned around and ran behind the next corner, hoping they would get the hint and leave you alone.

they didn’t. they kept following you.

“can you leave me alone?” you grit out, whipping around to see their smug faces.

“aw come on, we just want to have a little fun” one of them says in a baby voice towards you.

“well i don’t want to, so stop following me” you say in your most stern voice you can.

on the inside you were freaking out, you just wanted to get home and relax.

yet here you were. being followed by three creepy men.

“don’t be like that, you’re what? 19? 18? good enough for us” he chuckles and you take in a shaky breath, slowly backing up and wondering how nobody is seeing this.

“i’m 17..” you mutter and he groans.

“well, the younger the better”

now that made you want to vomit. you held it back and just stared forward, not knowing what to do.

“you’re disgusting” you frown and back up in larger steps, with them coming towards you at the same time.

“don’t be like that, we just want to-“

“you just want to what?” a deep voice says from behind you, making you turn around to see a familiar face.

“we- we just-“

“you what?! say it!” he yells at the men, stepping in front of you with an arm out.

you were surprised to see frank again, considering you’ve only met him a couple times before  now.

and he always happened to find you when you were in some kind of trouble.

“you think it’s okay to harass kids?!” he shouts at them, gaining the attention of some people across the street.

“hey man chill out we were joking-“

“it didn’t look like you were joking when you were undressing her with your eyes” frank grits out at them, getting in their faces.

“now you’re all going to turn around, and never bother anybody again or i’ll find you, you hear me?” he threatens and they all nod, backing up and running past the corner.

frank turns around and when he sees your shaken form his eyes soften, hesitant to reach out to you but does so anyways.

he puts a hand on your shoulder, but you just end up throwing your arms around him and hanging onto the back of his shirt for dear life.

you felt tears in your eyes, and your hands were shaking, frank patting your back to try and comfort you.

franks eyes darted around at the few people watching, so he gently pried your hands off his back to put an arm around your shoulder and lead you towards the way you were originally going.

you felt yourself shaking as you picked at your fingers while letting frank quickly lead you home.

he stopped and turned you so that you were facing him right in front of your building.

“hey, are you alright?” he starts and rolls his eyes at himself. “dumb question. can i do anything to help you?” he rephrases and you just stare ahead.

he sighs and waves a hand in front of your face to grab your attention.

“it wasn’t your fault, stop thinking that” he says as if he can read your mind.

“but they said-“

“no, it’s on them. it’s not right for them to prey after anybody, especially not young girls” he tells you and you nod.

“but what if you didn’t show up? i cant just- they would’ve seen my face” you almost out yourself, when he gives you a knowing nod.

“hey, red told me about your.. powers so don’t you worry about it” he starts. “i’m positive you could’ve beat all their asses” frank feels proud of himself when you crack a small smile.

“you want me to walk you the rest of the way?” he asks and you nod.

“please”

frank leads you up the elevator and you lead him to your door, fumbling with your key as frank makes sure nobody had followed you.

you unlock the door, and marc ends up approaching to greet you like he usually does.

“hey how was- woah what happened?” he asks, and he tenses up a bit until he sees how out of it you were.

you just purse your lips and look down at your shoes.

“it’s frank right? we’ve met before” marc turns to frank eh nods.

marc moves aside you let both you and frank in, you taking off your shoes and tossing your bag on the ground to go sit on the couch, knees to your chest.

marc looks back at you worriedly. “what happened? is she okay?” he asks frank in a hushed voice and frank shakes his head.

“three guys were following her home, and saying.. some nasty things to her” he answers hesitantly and marc scoffs.

“are you kidding me?” he runs a hand through his hair in stress.

“did they touch her? what did they say?”

“no, they didn’t touch her they just.. told her they wanted to have some fun with her” he begins and marc looks to you in concern.

“i stopped it before it could go too far, but she.. she froze up a couple times” he finishes and marc nods.

“well.. thank you for making sure she got home safe. we owe you” he says and frank nods.

“it’s no problem-“

“no really, if anything happened to her i-“ marc stops himself and frank just nods.

“i get it. both of you stay safe” frank turns to leave and marc doesn’t stop him, until he turns around right before he walks out of the door.

“when she’s back in the right mindset, tell her i said bye and.. if she ever needs me she can get my number from red” and that’s all he says before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

marc just stares at the door for a second before turning to you, who was just staring at the wall.

“kid?” he starts, going to sit down next to you.

“can you talk to us please?” he asks softly and waves a hand in front of your face, making you look at him and come back to reality.

“there you are” he starts. “do you need anything?” he asks and you shake your head.

“my head feels funny” you mumble, and your eyes dart around the room for a couple seconds before looking back at marc as if nothing happened.

he hums and tilts his head. “when was the last time you took your medication?” he asks carefully and watches as you count out two days off your fingers.

“these many days” you nod to yourself, sticking your fingers up in his face.

panic courses through all three of them, steven being the worst.

“oh my god- y/n! that is not healthy i’ve told you this- it could make you sick!” he exclaims and you just nod.

“i’m sorry” you apologize as marc gets up to go find your pills.

“don’t be sorry- it’s- you just forgot right? you’re not trying to hurt yourself?” steven asks and you shake your head.

“okay, good” he lets out a breath.

“take these” marc says, handing you two of your usual pills.

you take them and the cup of water he brought you, and toss them in your mouth, swallowing them with the water.

“good job, now do you need anything else?” he asks and this time you nod.

“what is it?” jake asks and you just look to marc with a small frown.

“jus’ wanna sit here with you guys” you say quietly and they all verbally agree to stay there with you.

“just.. if you want to talk about it we’ll listen” steven tells you and you let a small smile form on your face.

“there’s that smile” marc grins at you and you smile even wider.

“i love you guys”

“i love you too”

“si, nosotros siempre tenemos”

“and we always will, love”

you and your dads all just relaxed that evening, clinging to steven the whole time he made dinner.

beating marc’s ass in uno again once you were in the right mindset.

and falling asleep with the cats and jake. on the floor. quite comfortable actually.

and it was all because you had your dads, and they would always be there for you.

always and forever, until the day they physically can’t anymore.

and let’s just say that’s not anytime soon. 

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A/N : hope you guys liked it, kinda running out of motivation lately UNTIL- i saw the little blue bubble in my inbox and reminded me of how happy it makes me to write for all of you :) see you all in a few days

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[reasonsmandy]

Love Alone

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — Idk why but I really need some heartbreaking angst for Warren or Eddie rn where it's unrequited love.

✧.* summary — Warren Rojas is the love of your life, and you knew it from the first time you met. But he didn't, he wasn't that sure.

✧.* warnings — A lot angst, I mean it...

✧.* word count — 4.0k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* part two — Love Me Again

✧.* mandy's notes — You asked me for angst and I brought you everything I had hahahahaha. I got carried away on this one and it's a little big... I hope you don't mind.

Warren Rojas is the love of your life, and you knew it the first moment you saw each other, it was like something pulled you to him and ever since you saw those brown eyes you never got rid of them, not even If you tried.

You met the drummer in Pittsburgh, when you two were still teenagers, you were always close to Eddie's family and consequently became friends with Chuck, Graham and Warren over time. You weren't part of the band, after all you weren't very good when it came to music, your thing was writing and that's where you entered the Dunne brothers scene, when Billy had some writer's block or something you helped with the lyrics and, it always came out spectacular.

So along with Camila you were the audience for all the rehearsals, you didn't understand anything about the musical part of it. You were happy to deal with just the lyrics when you could. And of course, being able to spend afternoons next to your favorite drummer was always nice.

Gradually you were madly in love with him, and he didn't seem to notice anything. You didn't have the courage to go up to him and confess your feelings, so a few months went by with neither of you talking about it.

Warren knew you liked him, Eddie had mentioned it a few times but he decided not to mix things up, after all he liked how things went between the band and the last thing he wanted was a mess. But as you were growing up, the drummer noticed that you were prettier, more confident about your desires, and little by little you stopped being shy around him.

That night you were celebrating Graham's birthday, everyone was in the backyard of the Dunnes' house, singing, talking and smoking after their mother had gone to bed. Billy was holding Camila's who was in his lap, Graham and Eddie were playing one game you never understood to this day, Chuck was already gone. He was strangely distant the last few days but you guys decided not to worry too much, and Warren was watching the sky while he smoked.

He seemed to have noticed your gaze on him, because he motioned with his cigarette beckoning you to join him, so you did. He took another cigarette from the pack offering it to you, you accepted by putting it in your mouth and asking him to light it.

"You look like your mind is somewhere else War…" You say blowing the smoke to the opposite side.

"Just thinking." He says looking into your eyes, making you a little nervous. "You look gorgeous, doll."

The butterflies in your stomach felt like they were going to fly you away, you watched the curly man trying to maintain your posture but your cheeks flushed giving it away. You look down at the floor, smiling.

"Thanks." You smoke the cigarette, trying to keep calm.

"You always look really gorgeous, actually." You couldn't tell if he was high or not, Warren always had this calm way of talking.

"Well, you don't fall behind one bit." You say taking confidence, two can play this game.

That night you ended up kissing before he dropped you off at home, you could scream with so much joy you felt that night, it was like you were in the clouds. The feel of his lips still vivid in your mind made you sigh so many times that night.

After that day you were still together, you always went behind Chuck's garage in the rehearsal break to enjoy each other, you exchanged glances throughout the rehearsals, he winked at you sometimes making you embarrassed when you saw that he noticed you staring at him. You believed that was the beginning of a wonderful relationship between the two of you, but maybe you were wrong about that.

Chuck had decided to leave the band, he was going to go to college to become a dentist, the thought of it sounded funny but that was his decision there wasn't much you could do.

It had been a few days since they had played their first gig without Chuck, Eddie had switched to bass which was clearly not something he enjoyed, but it had been enough for them to be able to make a good presentation.

Camila had invited you to spend the afternoon with them, which made you notice that these invitations never came from Warren, it was always Camila who requested your presence with them, but you decided to ignore that thought.

You were sitting between Eddie and Warren, Camila was sitting on Billy's lap and Graham was next to them. You ate some snacks in the park while chatting away, some children around were playing with a ball and making noise with the birds.

"Oh by the way, everything ready with the van?" Graham excitedly asks Rojas.

"Yeah, I took it to the mechanic to have a look yesterday." He smiles, wrapping his arm around your waist. "She's ready to go."

You frown, not understanding what the subject was. Everyone seemed excited about something you had no idea what it was, so you asked.

"Ready to go where?" You look at the drummer, who stops smiling.

"You didn't tell her?" Eddie raises questioning eyebrows at the drummer.

"Tell me what?" Your chest tightened, you didn't know what was going on but being left out wasn't the best of things.

Camila dropped her gaze to the floor, she also looked upset about the situation, you couldn't be more confused. An awkward silence took over the place, you felt extremely uncomfortable, an anxiety taking over you.

Billy sighs, looking right at you.

"We're going to LA." His words made the tightness in your chest grow, you tried to pretend that tears weren't starting to well up in your eyes.

"You guys are leaving?" You question, already sure of the answer just wanting not to believe it. "Will you Excuse me..."

You stand up, holding back your urge to cry, walking away from them. Eddie glares at the drummer, and tells him to follow you.

Warren stands up, taking a deep breath, he walks towards you, by this time you were already crying. He sits next to you, you turn your back to him, if he said anything you would probably cry more.

"Look doll, I'm sorry." He says softly, reaching for your hand.

"Are you?" You look at him, he can't look you in the eyes.

"I am, I just forgot to tell you." He says, patting your hands. "I was getting the van ready for the trip, packing my things, I had a lot on my mind, that's all."

"You were leaving without telling me…" You were very upset, but deep down you wanted to believe him so badly.

"Believe me doll, I just forgot." Warren says, pulling you close to him, you don't try to fight the contact you loved having him close.

You stand there in silence for a while, he holds you tighter, giving you time to process everything.

"Why didn't any of them tell me?" You felt forgotten by everyone.

"I was supposed to tell you" he says, letting out a sigh. "Billy was going to talk to Camila and I was going to talk to you since…"

"Since?" You let go of the hug, looking at him with a small smile.

"Well, since we're together."

You can't contain your smile, he smiles to see you looking better, he enjoyed your presence and you were very dear to him. He just didn't know that your feelings for him were more intense than that.

He cups your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks and then kisses you.

"Come with us..." He asks, and you immediately nod your head.

You were madly in love with him, and love makes us do crazy things, including moving to another place without any planning for you. The fact of being away from him was something much worse in your head.

Then you moved to LA a few weeks later, having Camila go with you made everything easier, having her always around was wonderful. A while later Graham invited Karen to join the band and you guys hit it off incredibly well, your little family was growing and your heart filled with joy to be with so many incredible people.

But little by little things started to unravel, the tour of The Six started and you and Camila stayed at home thinking about what could be happening. Neither Billy nor Warren answered your calls and their absence left you both anxious and missing them.

Camila had decided to go after them, you were left to take care of everything, there was something in you that was very afraid of what you would find if you went with her. And when she came back devastated, with her eyes swollen from crying, your heart broke to see her like this and the anxiety of what your boyfriend could be doing also took over you.

You learned that Billy had gone to rehab when the band returned, Eddie was devastated, Graham worried about his brother and Karen didn't show many emotions about it.

But when you saw Warren come back it was like you got air after a swim, like you finally found the missing piece to fill you. He smiles when he sees you in the room, opening his arms to envelop you in a hug.

"My doll!" He says squeezing you tighter into the hug. "How have you been?"

"Missed you so much." You say in the hug, feeling him close was relieving.

"Well, you won't have to miss me anymore." He says tickling you.

Rojas liked you, he loved your company, spending nights talking with you, spending time with you was good. He also loved the connection you two had, he loved kissing you, feeling your skin and well the sex was wonderful too. He had nothing to complain about you, but there was something missing… and he couldn't tell what.

The months until Billy got back from rehab were rough, Camila missed him a lot and being a mother wasn't easy, you tried to help her with what you could Eddie also was always there for her. You all were trying to keep it together, the newborn didn't make it easy, y'all weren't used to the crying at all, it messed with your sleep.

"Can't sleep?" Warren says from behind you, making you jump a little.

"Poor Cami…" You say when you hear Julia cry even louder. "If we can't sleep, imagine her."

"Do you think she'll stop soon?" Rojas looked tired, bags under his eyes.

"I don't think so." You laugh at his frustrated expression, you hug him around the waist and he places his chin on top of your head.

Nights like this where it was just the two of you, dealing with everything seemed so much easier. Everything was so uncertain since Billy left that feeling safe for a few moments was perfect.

"I love you." you say in the hug, you feel him freeze and instantly regret saying it.

He breaks the hug and places a kiss on your lips. And although that calmed you down, you never forgot that he didn't say it back.

…

The day Billy and Camila had the party to celebrate the new house you were radiant, After so long things seemed to be coming back together, they had the best music in the country and the record company had taken them back, you only had reasons to celebrate.

You had a big smile on your face when you walked in the house, the decor was wonderful, the food smelled great, and you had your "family" there for that special moment.

Karen was with you sitting at one of the tables in the backyard, from afar you could see Graham and Billy laughing at something, Camila was holding Julia while talking to another group of people, and you couldn't find Warren anywhere.

"Have you seen Warren?" You ask the blonde next to you, while drinking some of the beer you had in hand.

"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen him around here." Karen shrugged. "But don't worry, he must have been late with something, or he's just around the house."

Even with your friend's words you decide to get up to look for the drummer, he seemed distant in the last few days and that worried you. Walking among people you can recognize that curly hair, soon you approach eager to congratulate your favorite drummer, but something's stops you.

Your heart races, your hands start to shake, a shiver takes over your body and you feel your breath disappearing every second longer you watch that scene. There he was, the love of your life, holding another girl by the waist, kissing her the way he does to you.

You can't hold back the tears, breathing became more and more difficult, you needed to get out of there. Gathering the rest of the strength you had, you turn to leave, and when you're finally at the door, you feel someone grab your arm.

"Hey, you're leaving already?" Camila's voice takes your ears, you turn around trying to stop crying but you can't. "Baby what's wrong?"

You can't answer her, you just let the tears fall down your face, it was like your heart was giving up. She hugs you tight, trying to comfort you somehow, she takes you out of the house to a place further away from the crowd.

You are silent for a few minutes, she never let go of your hand as she looked at you worriedly.

"What happened Y/N?" Camila watched you waiting for you to have the courage to speak.

"Warren was kissing another girl." You say in a choked voice.

"What?" Camila was in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"I know what I saw." Your heart broke when you remembered the image. "He doesn't love me, I'll never be enough for him."

Camila hugs you, she understood the frustration and pain you were going through.

"Maybe you guys should talk." She says fixing your hair. "Sometimes things aren't clear between you…"

"What isn't clear Cami?" You had a lump in your throat that wouldn't go away. "I left my home, my family to be with him. I say I love him everyday, what am I doing wrong?"

"Oh baby, you're not doing anything wrong." She had teary eyes too. "Sometimes you can love someone with all that you got, but it doesn't mean it'll be enough for them."

"I can't deal with this right now." You say getting up, leaving aimlessly.

Camila didn't try to stop you, she knew you needed your time. She gets up going back inside the house with a tightness in her chest to see you like this, Warren would have to hear a lot from her!

She storms into the backyard to find the band assembled laughing at something she doesn't hear. Billy is the first to notice her presence, he gets a little tense when he notices his wife clearly angry.

"Everything alright baby?" the older Dunne asks, pulling Julia closer to his lap.

"Not really, quite the opposite actually." She crossed her arms, looking directly at Warren. "You and I have to talk seriously, ahora!"

"Jeez, she spoke in Spanish. Good luck!" Eddie whispers to his best friend.

"Me?" Warren asks with the cigarette dangling between his lips. Camila nods, he gets up following her.

Those left behind were confused, but they knew that if Camila was dealing with this it was better to let her.

"What's on your fucking mind Pendejo?" Warren's body froze, if Camila was mad at him he had screwed up a lot.

"Why do you say that?" He asks, fidgeting with his fingers nervously.

"Didn't you miss anyone among us?" With each word spoken by her, the drummer became more confused.

"Cami, I'm way too high for metaphors." He scratches his head, frowning.

"Y/N saw what you did." In addition to being angry Camila looked disappointed and that messed with Rojas.

"Niña, I don't know what you're talking about." He actually looked confused.

"You fucking kissed another girl tonight Rojas!" Warren looked away, a little embarrassed. "Look at me! What is on your fucking mind to do that?"

"Cami…" He started to say but didn't know how to explain.

"You don't even have an excuse." She chuckles. "She loves you Warren."

"I know." He says, she arched her eyebrows.

"So why did you do this?" Camila had her hands on her hips. "If you know she loves you, and that you would break her heart. Why did you do it?"

"I want to live, don't get me wrong I adore Y/N. She's great!" He says, little by little he realized how fucked up was what he said. "But she holds me back, I want to experience the best of everything I'm living now."

"Warren, you've been together for years." Camila didn't understand his words.

"That's where you're wrong, we never agreed to date, I thought we were having fun…" Warren starts to say but she cuts him off.

"Para, don't be an asshole!" She says, hearing those words coming from her was a shock to the drummer. "Y/N moved here with us for you, she left her family for you…"

"I never asked her to do that!" Rojas tried to explain, but with each word she got angrier.

"She did it for love Warren!" She looked deep into his eyes. "You didn't have to ask her for anything, that girl is madly in love with you. She would do anything to see you well, and it's very cruel of you to play with her feelings like that."

"I'm not playing with anyone's feelings Cami, ya te lo dije!" He wanted to convince himself that it was true, he didn't want that weight on him.

"Warren, you act like her fucking boyfriend." Camila says, trying to keep calm. "But I'm not your mother, I'm not going to stand here lecturing you. You are already too big for this shit, I don't know where she went, but I swear to God Warren If she's not at home by the time I'm there tomorrow. You'll have a problem! Fix this."

...

You had managed to stop crying a few minutes ago, you watched the dark sky trying to understand how to deal with all this. You loved the drummer so much, but you knew that continuing in this might not lead to anything, even if you loved him body and soul.

If you walked a few blocks more you would arrive at the house in Laurel Canyon, but something prevented you from going there, firstly because you would remember everything you lived with Warren there, what frustrated you the most was thinking that he treated you wonderfully there, it was you two against the world always, you felt loved, cherished by him between four walls.

Secondly, because you knew that going back there would make you doubt whether or not that was your place. Just thinking that everything they lived there was false hurts more and more.

You take a deep breath trying to take the courage to go there, then after a long time standing still you walk there.

…

Warren felt horrible, he knew he had done wrong and he couldn't stop thinking about how to fix it. He liked you a lot, but he knew he didn't feel the same way you did about him, and because you were so dear to him he hated that he had done you harm, even though he tried his best to preserve your feelings.

He didn't want to tell anyone about the conversation with Camila, he was too embarrassed, and he knew that Eddie would probably punch him if he found out about it. So he was quiet for the rest of the night, thinking about how to solve it.

When they arrived at the house in Laurel Canyon the lights were on, so you were probably already there, the drummer's heart raced he was afraid to face you. He was afraid to see you sad and disappointed gaze on him.

It's been a few minutes since he was standing in the doorway of the room you shared, afraid to step in and talk to you. He puts his hands to the door to ask permission to enter, but the door is opened before he can.

He's face to face with your puffy eyes, his heart sinks, he can see you were holding back tears, embarrassed he drops his gaze to the floor.

"Look Warren don't worry, I'm packing my things…" You say in a broken voice.

"What?" He says trying to hold your hands, you step back. "Doll, please don't be like that. You don't have to leave."

"Are you serious right now?" He could hear the pain in your voice. "Enter the room, no one needs to hear our conversation."

You ask and he does, sitting on the bed next to you.

"Warren, I love you…" You say, not holding the tear anymore. "And although leaving you will hurt me, I can't just let you hurt me even more."

Rojas had tears in his eyes too, he felt really bad about it all.

"We made things work until now…" He says holding your hands.

"No Warren, I made things work until now." You release your hands from his.

"Don't say it like that doll…" He says, his heart aches to see that the nickname doesn't make you smile like it used to. "I like you, I really do… and I'm sorry for what happened tonight, I messed things up I know but…"

You look down, crying more, he doesn't understand what he said wrong and on impulse he takes your face in his hands. When he saw your teary eyes he regretted it, it was like facing the grossest consequence of his actions.

"What can I do to make it up for you?" He speaks almost like a whisper. "I promise you it won't happen again."

"Warren…" You wanted to say yes, but you knew him. "I can't love alone."

He remained silent, he had nothing else to say to you, and lying to you saying that he loved you too and that it was only you that he imagined in his future was not an option.

"Forgive me Y/N…" His hands were still on your face, forcing you both to look at each other.

"I forgive you." You say crying. "I never thought leaving you would be so hard."

"Stay." He begs you, one more time.

"I need time." You remove his hands from your face, getting up to get your things.

He watches you walk away from him, he cries too, it was like doing something you both needed to do but when the time finally came... It was more painful than ever.

When you approach the door to go, he gets up quickly, you turn to him waiting for him to say something. He doesn't, he just moves closer to you, making your breathing uneven… You kiss him one last time and he holds your waist kissing you tenderly.

"I'll miss you doll." He says with his eyes closed, his forehead resting against yours. "Please, take care… and if you need anything."

"I know." You smile weakly, pulling away from him. "Don't blame yourself, maybe we just met at the wrong time…"

"Yeah, maybe…" He says with a tight chest.

"Can you do me a favor?" You ask, and he nods. "Give this address to Cami, tell her I'll be alright."

He takes the paper, tucking it into his vest pocket, you smile weakly at him getting your bags ready to leave.

"I hope to see you again, doll." He says, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I love you." You say as an ending, leaving.

Warren sits on your bed, already feeling your absence, he watched your part of the closet empty, your side of the bed without you, it was like nothing fit.

Warren Rojas: She had to leave me for me to realize that no one would love me more than her, and also for me to notice what love really was about, months later I found that paper once again and… I went after her, Cami told me to fix things, and I was finally going to do it.

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[notwithaste]

me for the past few nights: next ep is the one something happens, i can feel it 🤞🏻🤞🏻and tonight i will finally be right 😂 i have a very nice red on the shelf for just such an occasion; and it’s australian, too! (a friend said i might have to wait until the movie so she’s no longer a friend 😌)

ON that bittersweet reaching the end of my journey with them note!

the tennis ep was actually insane. to be fair, me commenting on miss fisher murder mysteries is just me saying they were so insane for this over and over again 😂

no but they were so insane for this episode!

starting right off the bat with jack teasing her with the spider fingers thing was just 🥺 i can see so clearly into the established relationship and it is good. and by the way, what i love most about them is that established relationship phrack is going to be exactly like pre-canon phrack except sometimes they’ll be naked.

and then her finger on his lips; i know you know what you’re doing miss fisher!

alas for the main event, and what if this scene was my last straw 😭

i love how we went from jack not wanting phryne anywhere near his crime scenes to him having the paperwork ready and giving her his childhood badge so they can work together. that’s what we call development, kids. and only a couple of episodes after he gave her that brooch. he’ll never ask her that question and he’ll never give her the ring but boy is he asking all the other questions in all the other ways, and if that paper and that badge aren’t symbolism for a certain kind of lasting union - but custom tailored to the two of them - i will eat my hat!

and can we take a moment to ~reflect and properly consider how fast phryne signed those papers. no hesitation, no questions asked before committing herself to whatever jack was offering. for me, that was such a ~moment; the way her trust in him is unquestioning and absolute.

no but this might be my favourite still of her ever actually:

i can’t stop thinking about it, how she looks at him like he hung the moon and it’s actually incredibly endearing the way she is just so obviously crazy about him 😭 and it’s the way he still seems pretty oblivious to the extent of her feelings is what really gets me. i mean, obviously he ~knows she wants him, she has never been shy about that; and he knows she cares about him, and he probably knows she likes him. but i don’t think he actually realises exactly how head-over-heels in love she is with him (hint: it’s about the same amount he’s in love with her).

and there’s something about the above cap that makes it a sister cap to this one:

the two scenes just give the same energy. phryne fisher, bare faced and smitten with jack robinson.

the internal device scene was comic gold, i am still loling at it moving, at hugh’s realisation, at jack being amusedly unfazed. i mean season one jack would have absolutely blushed and stammered his way through that but our season three jack has had the benefit of miss phryne fisher completely invade his life and that guy is made of sterner stuff 🏌🏻‍♀️

IT’S SO MUCH BETTER WHEN HE DOES IT WITH HIS TEETH line 😭 good grief, jealous phryne is my favourite phryne, i fear. it’s nothing out of control and it doesn’t linger or colour her actions or define their relationship even for a bit; which is what makes it so delicious when she indulges in that moment of asserting herself as the woman in jack’s life. full marks! (also full marks for jack never giving these women but an inch. i love that.)

no but jack’s brain hasn’t had a steady blood supply for two straight seasons now; he is god’s strongest strongest soldier

i suppose the blood supply issue explains my hypothetical above about how the hell does he not see she’s crazy about him 😭

them playing tennis like the couple they are, i hate them actually. their canon relationship game will serve, i know it. (parampapshh 🥁)

anyway, it’s really gonna be the last episode huh they’re really like that 😮‍💨 tbh with this sort of absolutely insane off the charts chemistry and incredible build-up, i can’t say i even mind. i’m not someone who needs to see the day-to-day of an established relationship, and while it would have been great to see them work on a case or two as a couple, to see them bickering and teasing and being them together for a season, i’m equally happy to leave that to fic. the build up is so much more important; the way two people find their way to each other, and honestly with this show it feels so earned.