#never gonna finish anything though thats not how i work

[plutonicbees]

having this very me-specific issue where the narrator in my head is will patton bc I've been relistening to the trc audiobooks and as I'm writing little preston lindsay snippets until I fall asleep, I get will patton's adam parrish voice (particularly when his southern accent really comes out) in my head. matthew lynch doesn't speak often enough for his voice to be as ingrained into my mind but when I listen to his dialogue I now imagine bart allen.

[opal-owl-flight]

Your Protege. (Pt 2)

(Pt 1)

SAME DAY DELIVERY. HERE WE GO.

This is the only time theyve shown such sheer anger in front of anyone. Theyre usually just cold, or disappointed -- never furious.

Its one of the times Neo3 actually feared the captain.

MORE NOTES ABT CUTTLEFISH BELOW

Not over how Cuttlefish is this fuckign loony old man who pushes his ideas on young 3, constantly goinf "yall kids think Im crazy but LOOK WHOS RIGHT FOR ONCE", "I cant fight anymore, thats why I got you!", "Youre hero material, kid! Youre gonna be big!!"

Then raves abt how the Octarians are evil

3, who was desperate for praise from someone who reminds them of their direct relatives, does everything he says to do just to be appreciated more.

Cuttlefish taught them how to fight hand to hand. How to move and think on their feet. (Though they were given similar in their younger years)

Cuttlefish was... generally more warm and supportive than their dad, but yknow. A lot of this started bc 3 agreed to work for him. Be his deadly weapon.

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Cuttlefish was more concerned abt the Zapfish than 3s well-being then... He knew that the constant praising was working so hes gonna keep doing it. (...mostly bc thats what worked on HIM back then)

After 3 does his dirty work, he realized he should probably keep the kid around bc his paranoia with Octaria is a damn bitch and this kid is one hell of an ass kicker. They dont mind. Right??

3 never showed any sign of wanting to leave. Why would they, he was so kind to them, more than their dad or grandad ever was. (Also the paranoia rubbed off on them. Oops!)

Then, he asked them to go on a longer patrol with him. Pushed them to their fucking limit. Bc of what?? Octaria making moves again? (Octavio did make moves but they were already, as we say in the game, "too far from the objective to really contribute to the fight". This is why agent 4 was dragged in.)

There, 3 saw more and more that hes just a loony old man who wanted to have a fancy weapon to protect him in his crusade. A crusade they never really questioned, mind you. Theyve no reason to believe Octaria was nice in any way, not when they keep trying to kill them. (...in self defense. They havent realized, yet.)

Then they encounter 8, who had dropped her weapon at the sight of them. Raising her hands in surrender. 3 was far ahead of the coot, and managed to actually talk to her and everything. They were this close to bringing her back to Inkopolis as a friend, until the bastard ruined the moment.

Cuttlefish still told them that she was a danger. It might be a trick! Dont put your guard down! Pressured to follow their superior, 3s mask returns to their face, turning onto 8 with the herl shot ready to fire.

Then they all tumbled into the metro.......

....for Cuttlefish to use yet ANOTHER kid (8) to get him out of a hairy situation.

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Hes a crazy old man. Only caring for any of the kids beyond the platoon after they do his dirty work.

Like "mmm! Thank you for committing the war crimes in my stead. Youre a good kid, you know that? Anything I can do to support you further? Mmmm???"

...I dont think hes aware.

Hes not aware that hes harming the entire platoon, bc in his mind hes doing the greater good here. Get some easily manipulable kids on the street, shower em with praise and promises of glory and valor, and theyll do ANYTHING for you.

Including the warcrimes you keep wanting to do.

I think...I think he doesnt know hes manipulating the kids. I think he genuinely believes his own promises. He glamorizes the valor of war bc hes a commander who sits in the back of it. He really believes that this is for the best. He believes that this is how you inspire your troops to fight.

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LETS GO THATS ALL MY NOTES I SPENT ALL DAY FINISHING THIS COMIC. GOODNIGHT INKOPOLIS!!!

[enchantedlov3r]

~Wild enemies turned lovers~ A Jacaerys Velaryon love story Cowboy AU

Chapter 1

Summary: you and Jace were enemies, no one could get you guys to get along. so when you guys are forced to work together on your mother's farm for a summer, burning hatred turns into passionate love...

Pairing: cowboy!Jacaerys x cowgirl!reader

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: lots of sadness and angst, Jace being a tiny asshole, aemond being a good friend, daemon being the reader's fav as he should, and lots of cussing yayy! smut in future chapters, fluff at the end kind of, mentions of death, arguing, let me know if I missed anything! enjoyyyy!

A/N: heyyyy... how y'all doin'.... so look I know I have other stuff to work on but I just couldn't resist y'all know me! so this is dedicated to a lovely girl @coral021 so I hope you like it and it suits your liking, this will be a series btw!

You felt as though you and Jace were supposed to be enemies since the womb.

Jace was always so stuck up and such a know it all while you were more reserved and chose to hide in the shadows.

yes you were outgoing and loved riding your horse around the farm, but you also didn't like a lot of human interaction with others you didn't know.

you were reserved and introverted that way. you liked to tend to the farm animals and do chores, stuff normal people wouldn't exactly enjoy doing.

but when you put those headphones on, you were in a whole other world. a world that Jace always loved to mess up when he and his family came to visit.

It was currently 2:55pm when Jace and his family arrived. It was Daemon, your favorite. Aemond and Aegon, Lucerys, Joffery, and Rhaenyra.

you spotted them from the barn as you were feeding the pigs. you finished tidying up in the barn when your twin sister comes running towards you.

your sister was your best friend, she was the only one who you felt actually understood you.

"There here!" she says with a giddy smile. "yea I caught that, you seem a wee bit too excited, I wonder why." you say your southern drawl coming in strong.

"oh stop it! you know he doesn't like me back, it's just a tiny crush anyway. to be honest I think he takes a liking to you." she says as you both walk hand in hand.

she had the biggest crush on aemond. he showed signs that he didn't like her back but to be honest your sister could never truly stay hooked on one man.

when you guys were 12 she had a crush on jace but when you guys were 15 she obtained a crush on aegon.

"you know how you get around him, I just don't want him hurting your feelings, you know how mean they are, and besides your too sweet for him anyway. and I highly doubt he wants me," you say smiling at her as you rub your nose with hers.

she was the joy and happiness that you don't have. you weren't exactly depressed but you weren't exactly happy either, being the oldest by 5 minutes meant more pressure on you then her.

but she was still able to put a smile on your face as always. you havent been the best, especially since dad died. it's been rough on everyone but daisy doesn't show it as much. tyring to stay happy for everyone.

(gonna name her daisy btw you can use it if not thats ok too)

you eventually just shut everyone out except her. your older brother, your mom, your friends, even other family members.

"you think mom's gonna tell em? that dad's dead?" daisy asks you. you sigh and look at your house up ahead.

"maybe, they are like family and daemon really did like our dad so maybe?" you say honestly. you weren't sure.

your mom hasn't left the house in months. he recently died and you guys had the funeral a few months ago.

she hasn't moved from the house and you and daisy were constantly trying to coax her to help out.

so instead of getting up to help she calls the Targaryen family over to help for the entire summer.

now to anyone that sounds amazing. to you, it was a nightmare because of the sleep schedule, the trouble you'd have to endure, and the endless amounts of teasing and annoyance from Jace.

"I like your outfit btw but you might wanna change, and shower. you smell like mud and pigs." she says snickering.

you had on a white t-shirt with blue overalls and a cowgirl hat on to keep the heat from out of your eyes along with your handy dandy cowgirl boots.

"yea yea, I know. but not before i do this!" you exclaim before rubbing your hands all on her arms and rubbing your cheek on her cheek.

"ewwwwwww! gross! whyyyy mee!" Daisy yells out as she runs away from you. you quickly follow after her you catch a glimpse of the four boys staring at you guys. your older brother, aemond, aegon, and jace.

"ok ok! I surrender. I give up, come on daisy I won't do anything, promise!" you yell out at her.

she laughs and puts both her thumbs up before making her way back to you.

you both walk up the porch steps towards the front door when your met with your older brothers gaze.

"Where have you two been? Mom was looking for you both to greet the Targaryens." he says with a stern gaze.

"doing the work you should have been doing. that's where I was." you say with a bit of venom behind it.

"well I was busy. you know taking care of mom." he says. you roll your eyes and so does daisy.

"bullshit Tyler, I was taking care of mom while you were out fucking some girl." daisy announces.

"oh wow, but what the hell was all that talk about how you care for mom's mental health and how you needed to now step up and be the "man" of the house and take care of mom?" you question, restating what he said the day after the funeral.

"I meant that. I'm doing that, I'm putting in more work than you." he says with his chest puffed out.

"Yea tell her." Jace whispers.

'Oh.' you saw what was going on here, Tyler wanted to act all tough and big and bad because they were here. well, you were gonna show your brother just how pathetic he is.

you glare at the boys behind him and then look at your brother again.

"hey by the way, tell that girl, what was her name again, cat? yea did you ever tell her that you had chlamydia and might have given it to her? yea did you tell her that you got it from her sister? well, that's too bad cause I uhm already told her. she's on her way here shortly so that'll be a fun conversation." you say with a smile.

"let's go daisy," you say before walking towards the door. "Oh by the way welcome back boys," you say with an insincere smile on your face before pushing the door to your household open and walking in.

you hear the muffled conversation and you smile knowing that there questioning your brother and his sexual acts and the fact that he just let me punk him.

"that was just cruel but well deserved." daisy says with a giggle. you smile at her and laugh too.

"Hi, Rhaenyra." you greet as you see her and your mom talking at the dining table.

"Hello girls, always a pleasure to see you guys." she says with that warm smile on her face.

sometimes you wished she was your mom instead of your actual mom because Rhaenyra actually understood you, unlike your mom.

"I would hug you but i'm covered in mud and hay, lemme go clean up yea?" you say to her with a smile.

she smiles and nods with understanding and you walk up the stairs towards your room.

you grab a little white sundress with yellow flowers on it. you grab some panties and a bra as well and walk towards your bathroom for a well-deserved shower.

It was currently 7:45 when you finally left your room after your daily reading routine, you got out of the shower a while ago and your ready for dinner.

"Hey! Come downstairs loser, dinner is ready, and Daemons asking for you." daisy says bursting into your room.

"hey, one I'm not a loser and two you had me at Daemon's name," you say excitingly as you rush downstairs with her.

you see Daemon's white hair and his black cowboy hat and sneak up behind him and jump on his back.

"RAHHHH!" You yell out as he twirls you around with his hands on your legs holding you there.

"There she is! How's my special girl." he says with a smile on his face. you laugh and wrap your arms around his neck.

"I'm doing pretty good old man, how are you?" you say laughing when he drops you off him at calling him an old man.

"well I was doing good until that statement child." he says rolling his eyes playfully.

you laugh at him and shove him with your shoulder snatching his hat off his head and putting it on yours. You stand next to him listening to him talk about his time here in the last hour or so and you smile.

your deep in his conversation when Lucerys runs to you with Joffery.

"Hey guys! Omg! Luke you're getting taller dude and Joffery last time I saw you, you were like this short." you say shrinking your hand a bit.

"Hey guess what i'm 7 now! and Luke is 13!" he says proudly. you smile at them and high five the both of them.

"well ain't that something nice," you say roughing up Luke's hair. "Alright, boys why don't you go and find some seats, dinners ready."

they both nod and go find a seat. you smile and bid him a farewell while you go and find a seat next to your sister.

"Hey sissy." you say with a smile. "hey loser." she says with a smirk. you kick her foot and she laughs.

"girls. no playing at the table you know that." your mom says for the first time today.

"but dad never had a problem with it." daisy says in protest. you roll your eyes not even bothering to put up a fight with her.

"Yeah well he's dead isn't he, so whatever I say goes," she says sternly making everyone at the table go silent.

"yea well you haven't done anything around here anyway so what's the point." you whisper under your breath.

"I'm sorry, did you have something you wanted to share with the family?" she says with that aggression and attitude in her tone.

"Miranda don't," Rhaenyra warns.

"No its fine. Yea I do have something to share." you say putting your fork down losing your appetite.

"Here we go again." Tyler says rolling his eyes.

"You have not moved from your room in months. you have done nothing to help with the farm, you just sit around and sulk in the coldness of your room. Daisy has coaxed you to start eating properly, I have stepped up and cooked and helped take care of the fucking animals you and Dad raised when we were babies. and yet, whatever you say is supposed to go? yea, mom that makes total sense coming from a woman who couldn't even go buy fucking groceries for the goddamn house." you say out of anger.

"please don't do this, not again bro," Tyler says.

"No.. no Tyler you have no right to talk. your last words to dad were that you fucking hated him and wished he wasn't alive anymore. and for what? all because he wouldn't let you sneak some fucking whore in the house?" you say angrily with tears streaming down your face.

"You wanna act like the man of the house so bad but you couldn't even make the real man in the house proud. I blame you for his death, every single fucking day. I hate you Tyler, and I hate you Mom because you act like it's nothing. You don't check on your kids, you don't comfort Daisy at night when she wakes up crying and calling out for Dad. you do nothing. and whatever you say goes right?" you yell at Tyler and your mom.

your full-on crying now.

"I can't even look at you anymore," you say finally before looking away from them both and silently crying.

"sorry to ruin this wonderful dinner that Daisy cooked. and I'm sorry Rhaenyra and Daemon and everyone else for making you uncomfortable. I'm fine now." you say calmly.

"darling, it's totally fine. I can tell you needed to let that out." Rhaenyra says with a smile on her face.

"You just ruin everything don't you, no wonder Tyler never wants you around either," Jace says under his breath.

"what the fuck did you just say?!" you yell at jace.

"Man come on don't make her angry," Tyler says.

"JACAERYS VELARYON!" Rhaenyra yells making everyone silent at the table.

"you have no right... no right to say that. out of all people you should understand as you lost your father, don't you start with this family, and put them through more hell." she exclaims.

"I've lost my appetite, i'll eat it later daisy. I'm sorry." you say before running out of the house and running towards the barn.

"why couldn't you just stay quiet like you always are Mom? I made a n-nice dinner and you ruined it. You too Tyler and you Jace. you guys know better but you act fucking childish anyway!" Daisy says with tears in her eyes as she runs to her room.

"I'll go find her, Aegon you go after Daisy. don't worry, we'll fix this." Aemond says.

you're sitting on the bench by the coupe of chickens when you hear rustling behind you.

"go away Tyler! I don't want you here right no-"

"Not Tyler," Aemond announces interrupting your sentence.

you turn around and see aemond standing there with his hands in his pocket.

"come to tease me like Jace does? if so I'm not in the mood," you say sitting back down to feed the chickens.

"actually i'm here to comfort you. see I lost my dad too so I know how you feel. My dad may not have died like yours did but I lost mine and I'm at least civil enough to know that, that shit isn't something to make fun of." aemond says as he sits next to you.

"Yea, it's not," you say throwing more food for the chickens. you glance at him and he's staring right back at you.

"you know I don't hate him, not really." you say with a slight smile on your face.

"who Tyler?" he asks.

"nope, not him no I hate him with my life. I mean Jace. I never hated him. He just started hating on me from the jump so I just went along with it. But it's getting exhausting. were both adults now, were 18, why can't he just act more mature." you say looking at the stars in the sky.

"I don't know, I'm never really around my niece all that well but maybe he likes you. You know, arguing and pretending to hate someone for no reason at all is a sign that they like you but are trying to hide their feelings deep down."

"Oh shut up!" you say shoving him and laughing.

"Just saying," he says with a smile. you smile back at him remembering how fun and nice Aemond really was. when you guys were alone at least.

"by the way you gotta stop bullying Luke, he's 13, and you're 19. get it together bro," you say sternly locking eyes with him.

"yea yea I will." he says smiling at you. you smile back and stare at him.

for a moment it felt as though time had stopped. you both stare at each other before Aemond's smile fades and he leans a little closer to you.

he leans closer and closer until he's near your ear. "we should probably get back, daemons calling." he whispers.

"oh uhm-" you clear your throat. "yeah w-we should. thanks aemond, I really needed this talk." you say with a smile before hugging him.

"no problem." he says hugging you back as he rests his head on yours.

you both walk back engaged in conversation again about his love life. of course, he didn't have a girlfriend. you're gonna have to tell that to Daisy, maybe another night...not tonight.

then out of the blue, Jace pops up in your mind and you speak before your mind can tell you to shut up.

"D-does Jace have a girlfriend by any chance?" you ask keeping your head straight, not daring to look at Aemond's amused face and teasing smirk.

"no...he doesn't. why, are you interested?" he asks nudging you a bit as he chuckles with amusement.

,"No, not at all. Just curious is all." you say with a little giggle. you both make it back to the house and are greeted with Rhaenyra and Daemon's lovely faces.

they thank you that you came back and thank Aemond for bringing you back.

you smile at them and bid the three a goodbye. you try to make your way up the stairs but the sound of Jace's voice stops you.

"Hey, wait," he says walking to catch you quick enough. you turn around with an emotionless expression as you really don't want to speak to him.

"look I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that when I know your clearly hurting. I know what it's like to lose your father or someone close to you. I shouldn't have been such an asshole and I'm really sorry. If you could ever find it in your heart to forgive me, I would really appreciate it." he says with a serious face.

you saw past the serious facade though. there was something in his eyes, a look of not only a feeling of apologetics but of sincerity too, and passion and remorse.

a look that you can forgive.

"I forgive you Jace. I am really tired now so, goodnight." you smile at him and give him a light hug.

he hugs you back as his eyes widen. you've never shown him affection like this and neither has he so this... this was new.

"goodnight, i'll see you tomorrow then. my mom told me to help you with whatever chores you need help with," he says.

"oh ok, well then see ya tomorrow Jace." you say as you turn on your heel to make your way towards the stairs and go to your room.

you didn't quite know what tomorrow would hold for you but you prayed it wasn't Jace being an asshole.

if only you knew how much tomorrow was going to be hell for you...

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[nejiverse]

LONGING

Rin Itoshi

In which Rin is just a big drama queen who doesn’t let you get a single thing done. Fem! Reader

Cw: kissing thats it

565 words

Rin sighed.

This was like the umpteenth time he was doing so. You were sat at the desk, finishing up your work and you told Rin this but you’ve been at that desk for an hour and twenty-three minutes now (he was counting). Rin thought if anything, you were starting assignments rather than finishing.

He sighed again.

"What's wrong Rin?", you gave in to his sighs. It was all too obvious that he was waiting for you to say something.

"Nothing, just thinking about how lukewarm you are", he muttered into the pillow he was hugging as he scrolled aimlessly on his phone.

If truth be told he wasn't doing anything at all on his phone, he was literally scrolling his home screen back and forth, eyes falling onto the picture behind the apps that you forced him to take with you one rainy day last September if he remembered correctly.

You were also the one that changed his boring default home screen to that picture, he just never bothered to change it back.

"Not this again—", you face palmed.

"Lukewarm".

This was Rin being sour that you haven't given him physical affection today yet. You weren't doing it on purpose, you've just been busy.

You turned your upper body around to face him. He spared you a a quick glance but looked back at his phone, he even had the audacity to roll his eyes at you.

"Baby i'm literally—".

"Lukewarm. Don't wanna hear it".

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle at his immature behaviour. The way he was saying all this with a stoic face made it even more amusing.

You let silence fill the room for a while before Rin sighed once more and got out of bed, his feet stomping lazily against the carpet.

"Where're you going?", you asked curiously.

"Not telling you".

His two to three word long responses were telltale of what he wanted.

You stood up and grabbed his wrist as to stop him from leaving and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a big warm hug. He looked down at you and even though his facial expressions didn't change, you felt his body mould into yours.

"You gonna tell me where you're going now?", you asked with a smile, lifting your head up from his chest.

He blinked once and replied with a small "No".

You then placed a hand on his jaw and kissed his right cheek, then his other, and finally his lips.

"What about now?".

He took your hand and kissed your palm sweetly. "Bed, so come with me".

"Bed is right there", you voiced, nodding your head behind you. "So why're you leaving the room?".

Simply because he had no destination outside the bedroom. Rin being the drama queen he was merely wanted to make a whole scene.

"Was gonna look for another girlfriend", before you knew it, he attacked your neck and collarbone with peppered kisses and you exploded into laughter.

"You’re mean!”.

Rin scoffed a laugh. “You’re one to talk”.

He acts like he’s unbothered and doesn’t care but trust me he does.

masterlist :)

a/n: i remember my anti-rin phase….look at me now

[stormyelliotwritez]

walk with me…

ftm reader who has been in love with logan for years but he thinks logan is straight and also logan like wont stop being in love with jean and is absolutely OBLIVIOUS that r likes him.. (literally all the other x men know) and honestly this can be like super angsty or just silly idc whatever the vibe u best think works

im gonna somehow go with mostly angst coz thats my fav so here goes

tw for gender dysphoria related to wanting to fit logan’s so called type

BUT HE’S STRAIGHT?

Logan was staring at Jean again. This was like the fifth time just this staff meeting. You weren’t sure how much longer you could take this. Maybe Charles would let you go lay down if you faked a fever but maybe he’d do the whole psychic thing and realize you were fine.

You sat through the rest of the meeting and then left quickly, feeling like a loser. It’s been years and he still hasn’t noticed you. He’s always staring at Jean who’s literally been in love with Scott since they met. Why won’t he stare at you? How the fuck is he straight? But alas, he is.

You walked to your room, tugging at your shirt and wishing it would fit better. Maybe he’d have noticed you if you weren’t a boy, if you’d stayed what you’d been born as. Maybe if you were still her, he’d think you were cute. Maybe he’d look at you how he looked at Jean.

You slammed your door shut and clambered onto your bed, curling up into a ball. You stayed there, just thinking, until eventually you fell asleep.

In the morning, you got up and after showering and getting dressed, you threw on the jacket you’d stolen from Logan a few months ago, the one with the school’s logo. Maybe he wouldn’t notice. It’s not like he ever noticed you.

You went about your day, bumping into Scott who made a faux growl sound like Logan’s to tease you and then bumping into Hank who sniffed your jacket and then applauded you on managing to steal from Logan. Later in the day, you ran head first into Storm, when you were trying to avoid Logan, and she glanced at him and then meowed at you teasingly. You’d swear on someone’s grave that the only person who didn’t know about your years old crush was the man himself, Logan.

You managed to avoid Logan all day until… dinner. He was sitting opposite the spot you always sat in. He was sitting there. Why was he sitting there was a question you couldn’t answer. You tugged at your jumper while holding your plate with one hand and you walked over to him.

“Logan,” you said with a nod.

“Bub,” he said back before looking you over.

He didn’t say anything about the jacket. He just sat there and ate his dinner and then stood up. He walked around to your side and leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Nice jacket, bub.”

He then walked off, just like that.

What the fuck? What the actual fuck? He didn’t know though. He would know about your ridiculous crush if he was listening to your heartbeat right now. Oh my god, so he knew you’d stolen it but he couldn’t put the damn pieces together?

You finished your dinner and walked off. You were halfway to your room when someone grabbed your hand and pulled you into an empty classroom. The door was slammed and you were disoriented in the dark.

“You like me, bub?”

That was Logan’s voice. Wait, he knew? How? But…

“Come on, I ain’t got all day,” he said abruptly.

You nodded. You were quite sure he could see in the dark and the scoff he made seemed to say so. How could you have been so stupid? He was probably going to hate you now. He was straight. He’d always been straight and in love with Jean. He was oblivious. He’d always been oblivious. He could never like you. You weren’t a girl, no matter how hard you wanted to still be one so he’d like you. Your heart was racing and soon enough, you were hyperventilating.

His hands were on your shoulders and you were being pulled into a hug, a hug that smelt of wood and fuel. He was hugging you?

“It’s okay, I got you, bub,” he placed a light kiss on your forehead, “I swing both ways, you know.”

You’d always hated that he was still taller than you, one of the downsides of not getting on T until your 20’s and- wait, what? He swings both ways?

“You-you do?” You said once your breathing had slowed.

He nodded. You couldn’t see it but you could feel it. He could like you… as you, as a man? You didn’t have to be someone else? You could just be you.

“Yep, now let’s go. I think there’s two beers calling our names in the teacher’s lounge,” he said before opening the door and pulling you out of the classroom. “Jean mentioned your little crush and now I gotta hear all about how you’ve been pining for me for years.”

Curse you, Jean, but thanks, was all you could think as you just nodded and walked with him to the teachers lounge.

[shotmrmiller]

i love reading your all works and absolutely love the pornstar! au. i’ve never sent an ask before but reading all the previous drabbles and asks i could help but think about that fated time when reader and ghost have to film a scene again.

theres really not any plot for the video they are supposed to film. the studio just wants another viral scene with the two of them. so they fly them out to a nice location, rent out a gorgeous house with plans to have the two of them fuck on every surface they can.

everything seems to be going well since the last time actually spoke to one another. ghost trys to playfully apologize for picking up the phone while he was having sex (wether he meant to or not) and the reader just accepts it with a smile. he thinks everything is going great until they actually start filming and the moment he slips into her, he knows some is off.

shes making noises, moaning and whining like she usually does but the pitch is off. she isn’t clenching around him in the way that he remembers, in fact she isn’t clenching at all, even though she looks like shes enjoying it. he’s balls deep in her when it hits him like a ton of bricks, shes faking it.

his brain is tryna keep up with everything thats happening around him. the lights, cameras, and (the lack of) sensations all around him, almost become too much to handle in that moment. that would probably be the first time in a long time that he had to push himself to finish.

sorry if this has to many grammatical errors or anything like that, im on my phone rn. but yeah that was in my mind lmao. again love your work 😘

heheheheh ur evil!!!

i love it!!!

and maybe he asks for a cut, he can't do this.

"what's wrong, Ghost?"

how does he bring up the fact that you're dry? he knows what you feel like in the throes of your pleasure, and this isn't that.

"you're not aroused, love. maybe i can use my mouth?"

your laugh is forced. it makes his skin crawl.

"no, that's alright. maybe some lube?"

it's a blow to his ego. what, is his tongue not good enough anymore? his fingers not doing the trick?

is he getting old?

"nothing personal, yeah?"

no. it's everything personal and he tells you so.

"mmmm, no, no i don't think it is. This is work, see. A job. So take your viagra or whatever, get the warm lube and let's get this done. You can lie back and think of london."

he does. he lets you do all the work, hates that your pussy isn't drooling on him like it usually does, your moans and cries so high-pitched and fake, they grate his ears.

he digs his fingers into the meat if you arse as you bounce on his cock and when he comes, it's with your face behind his eyelids, from the first time he took you.

you also pull out as he comes, painting only his tightened stomach with his spend, warm on his skin.

your coquettish smile sets his teeth on edge.

fake fake fake

so fucking fake.

when the director calls it, youre shooting up off the bed, leaving him to clean himself up.

"i'm gonna order some food, you want some?"

as if he could eat with the nausea that rolls through him.

"no? allllrighty."

when he gets a text of his main squeeze, it clicks.

he can't get his cake and eat it too.

[slut4sugu]

𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂𝐒 — MINA ASHIDO

❀ Including: agedup!characters, Mina x black!reader, use of names: mamas, pretty girl, ma, pretty girl, princess, slight suggestion towards the end, mentions of hellva boss, also since its cannon that mina is black im gonna write her as such (im keeping her pink skin tho its so pretty) So if thats a problem please keep scrolling! ❀ Genre: fluff/suggestiveness ❀ kams note: BRO I LOVE MINA SM IDK WHY I HAVENT WRITTEN FOR HER SOONER

Back to masterlist . ♬ : slumber party: ashnikko & bonetown: versokia mayday

[🌸] FIRST WEEKS DATING

Since you guys were close friends before you dated mina felt as though you were the perfect person for her to be with and she was the perffect person for you. She knew what you liked and what you didn’t. What turned you on and what creeped you out, but when it came to actually asking you out she felt a lump in her throat. You helped the pink girl calm down and told her to take her time and just say what she had to say, and once she did as such you were beyond shocked yet happy at her words.

“You like me ?” Your acrylic nail pointing to her than back to your chest, your eyes slightly wide at the news. “Yeah..I’m sorry you prolly don’t feel the same-“ You shushed her quickly by pouncing on her body the bed dipping under your weight slightly as you straddled her waist. Giggling as you shook your head. “Ash don’t be sorry, I like you too. I have since you said i was your quote ‘baby mama’.” She blushed at the confession, sitting up against her headboard hesitantly wondering if she should put her hands on your hips or not. (Despite the fact ya’ll have done gay shit before lol.) “Soo does that mean you wanna date me?” She asked, her eyes looking into your pretty brown ones. “Yesss, of course i wanna date you ash- actually i wanna be your baby mama.” You said teasingly with a slight smirk, causing Mina to loose her once shy demeanor and resort back to her regular self. “Then kiss me, pretty girl.”

You both became inseparable. Never leaving each others sides all day, and going as far to work on combination moves with your quirk (you can imagine that for yourself but if you can’t think of nothing uhh your a winx fairy ion know😭).

Even though mina spends most of her time with you and knows how comfortable you are with her, almost everytime she wants to kiss you she always asks. You say she doesn’t have to but she says that ‘I wanna make sure you wanna kiss me as much i wanna kiss you.’ (And she likes hearing you whine when she takes to long to kiss you back <3)

Loves coming over late at night to sleep in your comfy bed, explaining that she can’t sleep without having her hand on your boob. When you both know that she likes cuddling with you more than anything. Though you also know that you can’t fall asleep without her small soft hand squeezing your soft mound.

On the nights she really really misses you, she does her skin care routine at your place and hangs out with you as much as she can before going back on patrol. Promising to be in bed by your side by the time you wake up.

Always pays for your nails & hair appointments, her hero work pays well and she knows yours do too but she loves the sight of her hard money well spent on pretty hello kitty nails.

[🌸] FIRST COUPLE MONTHS

After a few months of dating you she’ll stop asking you for kisses and just give you surprise ones instead, its so cute how she’ll announce her presence with a giggle before attacking you with kisses. She’ll usually tickle you too just to get your attention for the time being, Mina loves having you all to herself and eating up your precious time when you should be doing something else.

Will gladly braid your hair for you! She’s such a sweetheart too, if you start to get tired she’ll let you lean on the inner side of her thigh and doze off while she finishes up for you. Trust n believe she’s taking dozens of pictures of your sleeping face without your knowledge <33

Definitely has gotten matching braids with you before with little beads at the end, its so pretty how the colors compliment her pretty skin. And you of course go out of your way to tell your pretty girlfriend how hot she looks with her knotless braids <33

Starts to leave her clothes over at your place just to have an excuse to come over and stay the night. And well..she loves seeing you in just underwear and her shirts. She thinks it’s the cutest and hottest thing ever <3

If you have a car/ or ride in hers she insists on driving, saying that your her pretty passenger princess and deserves to just chill and play whatever song you want

Buys matching bonnets with you once she starts to realize just exactly how important you are to her <3

Definitely watches hellva boss and LOVES versokia mayday & queen bee. Mina cosplayed for her on your birthday and lets just say yall had fun with the outfit afterwards <33

Listens to: Odetari, niki minaj, ice spice, Beyoncé, ashnikko, Lizzo, flo Milli, Megan the stallion, Marina, and ofc Summer walker

[🌸] 4+ MONTHS

Starts thinking about marrying you fr

Atp everything is natural with you, ass grabs, neck kisses that end up with hickeys on your neck visible for everyone to see. Speaking of that, Mina’s always liked showing you off even if it was slightly inappropriate when she did. Kissing you in front of others, making out with you in clubs, grinding her ass on you, etc. It doesn’t matter to Mina, she just loves showing her girl off.

Taking showers together becomes a daily thing, wash days are especially fun when Mina’s tired from hero work. Her sweet little girlfriend washes her pink hair for her, her bones turning into mush when you massage your fingers into her scalp.

Makeout sessions every day <3

Loves teasing you by calling you names, the way your eyes dart to the corner of the room just motivates Mina even more. Your facial expressions drive her up the wall, she loves how dominant you can be only to turn around and be submissive when she calls you dirty girl or doll.

You had just finished making your shared bed when you heard your girlfriend ask “Are you wearing those black panties i bought you a week ago?” Glancing over your shoulder to see Mina, who’s eyes were stuck on the visible panties that could be seen slightly below your pink bratz shirt. You hummed in response, “They are comfy as hell and I didn’t feel like putting on shorts so-“ You squeaked as you felt a hand on your lower back suddenly push you onto the bed, your arms being folded behind your back as a hand held them tightly. The other going under your shirt from behind, moving it up to fully reveal the scandalous underwear that hugged your ass. “All of this for me doll? Damn you must want something taunting me like this.” Mina’s voice sent a warmth to your core, her touch not helping as you felt her free hand drift back down to your waist and to your ass giving it a squeeze. A small sigh of pleasure escaping from your lips as you felt a heat begin to throb in between your legs with need. Leaning down against you, Mina’s boobs pressed agaisnt your back. Her breath on the shell of your ear which sent chills down your spine. “Do you want something ma? Hmm?” Her voice like silk as her hand went back to your waist, pulling you by the waist and grinding against you. “Answer me honey, you know I like hearing you say what you want.”

[wetfungi]

Imagine you're friends with two people at work and one of them is trans like you and you two become real close. They start telling you about this one guy who they've been talking to who just happens to be your other friend, but they have no clue you're close with that other guy.

They start telling you about how they've started to hook up with this guy and how great it is and all that. But then one day, you're playing video games with the other guy, and over your headset, you hear a very familiar voice but this friend hasn't mentioned anything about the hook ups yet.

You know who it is so you're shocked when you hear your friend say

"Sorry I forgot to mention I have a girl over"

"A girl?" You ask

"Yeah man, I've been kind of seeing this girl lol"

Not much is said that night about the "girl" he's seeing but when you see your trans friend the next day, they mention how they were at that guy's house yesterday... You're starting to catch on.

One night when you're playing video games with your friend, he says he's gotta turn his mic off for a moment but he didn't do it right so you can still hear him clearly... you don't say anything though bc you start to hear your trans guy friend on the other side ask

"You sure that guy can't hear us?"

Your friend answers

"Yeah yeah, he can't hear. Come here princess, suck my dick"

And you put your controller down when you hear your trans guy friend say "yes daddy"

You can't believe your friend is into that and how your other friend is so easily misgendering them. You can hear your friends dick getting sucked but you wanna be absolutely sure that thats your trans friend sucking his dick so you text him and hear the ding of his phone through the headset.

"Fuck. Sorry sir, can I turn my phone off?"

"Yes baby, hurry though cause I'm fucking desperate to feel your wet cunt on my cock"

And all of a sudden, you get a text that says 'at the movies with the guy from work, can't talk rn, will chat soon!! :)' and that confirms that the "girl" who is about to get fucked by your other friend is in fact your trans guy friend.

While they're fucking, you can't help but start to jack off to their moans and dirty talk. He even ends up saying your trans friends deadname and can hear him- her say

"Fuck daddy please fucking breed me, breed my girl pussy sir!"

And a bunch of other slutty shit that you're never gonna forget. After what feels like forever, you hear them finish and your friend says "hey sorry that took a while, that girl I was telling you about had to ask me where some of my stuff is bc she's about to take a shower" you tell him it's no big deal and hope to fucking everything that he never learns how to actually turn off his mic.

[apprenticestanheight]

my hands been forced with the strahm a-z, i need a fic of him getting pegged !! also like, combined with your headcannon that he isn't particularly loud in bed, the reader trying to pull as many humiliating noises out of him as they possibly can

Moan- Peter Strahm x gn! reader

Hi! First off I am so glad you liked it!! I had such a blast writing that and I think that I'll find putting Strahm in submissive dynamics really fun in the future if how fun this fic is to write is of any reference.

Fic type- smut! Minors, DNI.

Warnings- pegging is the focus of this fic! The fic is written for gn reader and mostly doesn't mention genitals on the readers part except for one mention that indicates the reader is AFAB, which I wrote for conveniences sake as thats the type of reader I know best in this context (source: I'm AFAB), this fic has been edited but it's probably not great--I finished it while awake for more than twelve hours and edited it the same day.

You were straddling Strahm, lips moving against his neck as you worked to unbutton his work shirt so that you could slip it off his shoulders. It had been a long day at work and on the tail end of a particularly difficult week, but Peter had prepped himself the night previous and needed you to fuck him senseless, so that was what you'd intended to do.

Granted--pegging him was something you'd never done before, but he wanted to try it and he'd almost begged you to do so after you'd been trying to make sure it was something he was ready for, so you gave in and kissed him to shut him up, though in retrospect hearing him beg wouldn't have been anything you particularly minded.

Tonight, you have two goals in mind: peg Strahm and fuck him senseless, and pull as many noises you can out of the usually quiet, stoic and monotonous expression and way in which Strahm carries himself.

You get the shirt off, throwing it somewhere to the left of the bed you share, and you can feel Strahm resisting the urge to take control as your hands run along his chest, occasionally paying attention to his nipples by rolling them between your fingers.

"Gonna take care of you tonight," you whisper, biting gently against his shoulder. "Relax, baby. Still wanna be pegged, don't you?"

Strahm moans lowly, a soft confirmation. You grin, switching up the manner of your kisses and touches when you press your tongue directly against his pulse point and pinch his nipples lightly.

In response, Strahm moans, low and illustrious, and you can feel him hardening as you grind slowly against his lap.

One of your hands moves to the small of his back, the sound of your laughter vibrating against his neck before you pull away from it.

"Need to get you like this more often," you tease, tongue running along your lips. "Mm, you're going to love it, knowing you--though, to be fair, with praise I think you'd take to anything, Pete. Even something involving knives."

Strahms response comes as nervous laughter, and you let him pull you into a kiss before you slide off his lap despite the fact that some part of you wants to stay there and grind against him until he's fully hard and a low-moaning mess beneath you.

"Back in a few minutes," you tell him. "Lube yourself up, baby. Gonna get straight to the point."

You put on the strap on and go back into your bedroom, where Strahm waits, laying on his back with his legs spread. He looks good--you savor it for a few minutes before you make your presence known by stepping past the threshold and approaching, grin on your face.

"I'm so excited to fuck you senseless, Peter," you tell him as your push his legs up by his calves, putting yourself squarely between them.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask. "Gonna have to do some prep beforehand, mm? Finger you first."

Strahm nods, enthused. "I really want to," he adds a smile to further reassure you, reaching up to the hand of yours that rests at his knee and giving it a squeeze. "I promise, and the prep is going to be fine--if you're worrying, please don't. I promise to use the safe word if it ever feels too uncomfortable."

You grab the lube from your bedside table, nodding. "All right, Pete. Just wanted to be sure--I know you're really into the idea of it but it's not something we've done before. I'm the dominant one some of the time, but never in a scenario like this one, so I'm a bit nervous. Please bear with me."

Strahm laughs as you lube up your fingers, nodding when you ask if he's ready.

You slide the first finger in slowly, thrusting and hitting his prostate until Strahm is begging you to add another one. In what feels like no time at all, he's stretched and ready to go.

You lube up the strap on and add some lube to his ass to be safe, bending to his level for a second to press a kiss against his lips.

"You ready, Peter?"

Strahm nods eagerly. "Please," he whispers against your lips. "Need you."

You slide the strap on in slowly, loud moan falling from your lips as a low moan falls off of Peters.

"Gonna make you make noises like you never have," you whisper. "You're typically really quiet, Peter. Gonna make you moan in ways that make you ashamed of yourself."

Strahm laughs as you bottom out, your thighs pressing against his.

"You think that's funny? I'm telling the truth," you say. "You're one of the best field agents your unit has, Peter. Let loose--don't be worried about noise levels or about your moans not being manly or whatever the fuck."

Peter nods as you press a kiss to his shoulder, hands finding his hips.

"Tell me when to start moving, Peter," you say. "We're doing this at your pace, baby."

Strahms response comes out as a hum and one of his hands going to your shoulders.

When he gives your shoulder a squeeze and nods, you start moving. You set a slow pace at first, one of your hands finding Strahms nipples while the other moves to his length, fully hard and leaking precum.

The moans that Strahm lets go are soft, low, loud enough for you to hear them but not much else. You keep the pace slow and occasionally brush against his prostate, doing the same with his dick but occasionally moving your thumb over the tip.

Strahm is clearly in the middle of a love-hate relationship with the pace you've set--he's loving being pegged and the way that his legs lock around your hips to keep you where you are tells you as much, but he's resenting how slow, intentional, teasing, and almost gratuitous the pace is.

Though, to be fair, he's a moaning mess even with how slow you've decided to take things. He's loving it, and you're loving it, and that means it'll happen a bit more often--probably on days like that one, where he's had a rough day at work and just needs the stress and anxiety fucked out of him.

You laugh a bit at one point, biting your bottom lip. "Want a bit of a pace change?" You ask, leaning down to run your tongue over one of his nipples.

Doing so elicits a surprised but delightful sound from him--a moan that's a bit louder than usual.

"Please," he whispers. "Go faster. Please, Y/N."

You nod, kissing his jaw before you do as he's asked and speed up the pace a little, doing the same with your ministrations on his cock.

"You're doing so good, baby," you say. "Taking it so good for me, so amazing. You're amazing."

Peter moans, the same volume as the moan from earlier. You have to grin--you've been wanting to see how loud he can get since your relationship started, and all it took was pegging? Seriously?

You squeeze his cock gently, bottoming out before pulling out fully and thrusting back in.

The moan that this elicits from Strahm is so lewd, so seductive and so unholy that it almost makes you fall in love with him all over again. It's quite possibly the loudest you've ever heard from him and you want to hear it again, are replaying it in your mind as you pick up the pace a bit more, running your thumb along his tip.

"So good," Strahm moans, pressing the back of his head against the pillow. "You're--fuck, Y/N. This feels so good. Please keep going. Please, this is amazing."

"Had I known you were going to enjoy it this much, I would've said yes the first time you brought it up," you laugh a little. "So loud for me, baby. This is probably the biggest ego boost I've ever gotten."

You thrust deeply again, brushing against his prostate as you do. You notice that every time you brush against his prostate, Strahms moans get loud.

You set a pace for deep thrusting and nearly come because of A, how good the strap on feels rubbing against your clit and B, Strahms moaning.

Every sound that comes from Strahms beautiful throat is more blasphemous than the last, and you thrive off of it. He's typically very quiet--low moans and grunts and laughter when he watches you squirm while he eats you out after a few days of teasing, but he's never quite been so loud as he is right now--there are two other instances you can think of where he's been particularly loud, and you love it when he loses focus and the ability to care about whether or not the neighbors will have any complaints.

You let yourself focus on his cock for a few minutes, head dipping to his neck as your lips press against it. One of Strahms hands moves to your hair, holding you in place slightly as you thrust the strap into his ass and rub your thumb along the tip of his length.

"So good," he moans, lewd and lustful and just--perfect. "Oh, fuck, this is amazing. Please, Y/N--please don't stop. Need you to keep going."

You nod against his neck, tongue moving along it until you find his pulse. You start the process of leaving a hickey there, laughing against his neck as he moans out in response.

"So close," he whispers. "Fuck."

"Come for me," you respond. "You've been stressed lately, baby. You've earned it."

He moans--low and lustful and thankful, almost.

You quicken the pace just enough for him to come with a shout, and you watch, delighted, as his eyes roll back and his cum spurts out onto his stomach and chest.

You pull out when his legs start shaking with the aftershock, taking the strap on off and pulling the shirt you'd taken off of him earlier over your torso.

You grab a face cloth and wet it, running it over his chest and pressing a kiss to his forehead as his eyes close.

His orgasm was intense, so along with cleaning his chest off you grab him a shirt and a pair of sweatpants. As he gets dressed into that you merely button up the buttons on the shirt you've stolen and call it a day, falling back into bed and grinning as Strahm meets you there.

"Good?" You ask.

"Absolutely amazing," Strahm says. "I did not expect to love it as much as I did."

"I was expecting you to," you admit. "I mean--you genuinely think that sex in an interrogation room is a fun idea. I love you, Peter, and it's because of that that I'm really not surprised. Glad you liked it so much, though."

"You're okay about how loud I was?" Strahm pulls a hand through his hair. You lean over and kiss one of his biceps.

"I loved it," you say. "You're not usually that loud--if pegging brings that out of you I'll do it whenever."

Peter laughs. "You like it when I get noisy?"

"It is a treat unlike anything else," you laugh a little as well.

"I'll be keeping that in mind, then," he says. You close your eyes, hum in response and decide to move so that your face is parallel to his, your leg draped over his hip. He rests a hand against your hipbone and uses it to pull you flush against him, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you breathe him in.

The two of you fall asleep not long thereafter, tangled in one anothers embraces and content.

[wiihtigo]

wiihtigo.tumblr.com/post/743934944739557376/ okay enough about Nell dying. what about that bad ending 2 with Casey dying 👀

grimacing at you sort of mournfully

similar to nell I think it happens during some big event- not as big as a crisis event alien invasion like nell but a citywide threat..(otherwise known as a regular tuesday in gotham), nell is out as ladybug helping out along with some gotham regulars (i imagine batman and nightwing are skulking around) shes not working WITH them exactly. theyre just out and shes also out at the same time and theyre fighting the same things. you see.

casey tags along sometimes when ladybug is out doing her thing because she lowkey doesnt respect nells job and thinks they can just combine patrolling and hanging out, BUT this time she actually stayed home. shes just laying on the couch, maybe scrolling her phone or finding something to watch on tv or dozing off into a nap when something hits their building. For the kind of big show-y jackass-y destruction thats happening in the city ive had it in mind this is a joker stunt. Not that thats super important even, hes not directly involved with casey blowing up. Anyways something hits their building and casey is crushed or...pierced by debris. She manages to fish out to phone (now cracked to shit) and calls nell for help (her reasoning being that nell will treat her as priority and come get her and help her ASAP meanwhile the ambulance's and police in gotham are pretty busy already)

Luckily, Nell picks up and immediately hears something is wrong even though casey (delirious and in shock) does not open with "there is a wooden beam lodged in my ribs come fucking get me" and instead is like "um...are you almost finished with work i think you should come home now. someone broke your window. its cold in here" but her voice is really strained and shes breathing kind of hard.

Nell is already speeding away but hes really far from their apartment and these stupid henchmen just keep getting in the way and its hard to keep casey talking when casey is usually the one DOING THE TALKING. but they do. keep talking together i mean. nell is kind of short with her at first because hes also kind of freaking but once casey starts panicking near the end when hes starting to realize hes cooked he starts lying to him telling him that hes almost there hes almost up the stairs and to just hang on a second more (hes like 20 blocks away)

at first casey was like. freshly in shock. so she wasnt talking about things like they happened. she asks nell to come home and clean up the glass on the floor because if she looked down and sees the blood coming out of her she was going to flip out or something. but the longer nell takes the more she starts to get scared and desperate and whiny (notice how i can find ways to insult her even as shes dying..now thats love) the more nell lies to her the more her solid faith in ladybug saving her ungrateful self is wavering. shes never let her down before! casey always follows nell/ladybug around and gets into trouble and nell always picks up her by the scruff of her neck and drags her back home. its basically what their relationship was built on, nell taking a random criminal home and promising to keep her on the up and up. nell is big and tough and strong and confident and independent and stable. these are all qualities casey really liked about nell right from the get go and its why, aside from being given a rent free place to live in, she stuck around this long even through the less desirable traits of hers and how insufferable she finds her sometimes.

in her fear (and pain) she starts swinging wildly between anger and pleading like "why arent you here yet!??! do you think im gonna die?? are you even coming?? are you doing this on purpose because youre mad at something i did.? WELL IM SORRY! FUCK! WILL YOU PLEASE COME GET ME NOW!!!!!!' (im sure this isnt doing anything to help nells stress levels. can someone tell her to relax?)

Nell.....did the smartest thing anyone has ever done in the history of the world, and before, when he took the call and nightwing noticed his alarm and comes down to say "hey is everything ok--" he brushes him off and speeds off to go deal with casey himself. Because casey is his responsibility and he doesnt really like nightwing. or any of the bats. nell is self sufficient, over confident, and (quoting from marty) "she has tunnel vision and chronic independence syndrome and by viewing caseys wellbeing as her own responsibility she has inadvertently doomed them" (unquote) (crowd booing sfx)

he could have asked for help from someone who could fly, or asked oracle to patch him through to an ambulance to get to the apartment faster than she could, or accepted nightwings offer to help knowing that hes more experienced than she is as a hero or done any number of things that would have to involve swallowing his pride, but he didnt and when he arrives back home casey is already gone

to be fair she wasnt really thinking straight. but wow, way to go nell. you really fucked that one up. can we cancel this heinous heinous bug?

when i compare our intrepid heroes death scenes in my mind i lol bcuz nell is like (coughing up blood) fuuuck i cant believe i loved that stupid girl. oh well. bleh. but casey in her last moments is like NO NO NO NO NO I DONT WANT TO DIE STOOOOP WTF WTF WTF

i think shes so panicked and frantic and scared in her last moments the complete opposite of nell accepting death and feeling content she did everything she could have (at least in regards to crimefighting that day)

she probably didnt even think it was a possibility until the last minute. shes so self confident. too self confident. some might even call it...stupidity.

in the way nell is letting her eyes creak shut thinking about a phantom image of casey and is just filled with regretful sadness, casey is not thinking fondly on ANY memory shes clutching onto her phone and wishing nells voice would jump out of the speakers and be there in front of her and carry her away and keep taking care of her FOREVER i mean keep financially supporting her until shes casted into the new scream film. she cant accept shes going to die. she wont accept it. she did so much hard work for so long to make something of her life and it was all just going to end in one night...she finally found a friend she could stomach the company of, actually enjoyed the company of, and it was all for nothing. AGAIN! these are depths of despair only previously felt when booster FIRED HER! she doesnt ..blame nell, exactly. well she kind of does. but its different than it was with booster. she put the full brunt of blame entirely on booster to shield herself from the possibility .. maybe her own choices and actions have something to do with the outcomes in her life? (NO NOT POSSIBLE) she is angry at nell for not being there. but shes also sad and confused and scared and all these mixed up emotions and even though shes angry at nell Somewhat she also...eugh....CARES about nell, and she thinks that nell also cares about her. (unclear in what way. and now we'll never know..SAD) so she isnt casting hexes on her like she had with booster, who she knew didnt really give her the time of day like ever. she just wishes she wouldve been there with her

but when have i ever given casey anything she wanted.

again, i advise you to go knock down martys door if you want more nell deets but im told ted and michelle support him through this (and isnt that more than casey ever got in the canon end? see..not so bad)

im also told he doesnt tell spider, caseys mom, about casey dying until 8 months after the fact. which im sure just about drives that poor woman over the edge. nell bishop are you ready to die..?

[sw33t-d1vine]

How about a fic where William's baking a cake for reader's birthday but he accidentally uses salt instead of sugar??

“ Always Forever ”

W. Afton x GN!reader

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It’s your birthday and William wants to do something special for you, so he bakes you a cake. Too bad he put in the wrong ingredient.

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( A/N ) I absolutely adored writing this omg !!! tysm for requesting this !!!🤍 and happy bday to whoevers bday it is and reading this :3

Baking wasn’t exactly Williams specialty, oh no. He honestly much preferred to cook than bake, but here he was, making a cake just for you, because today was your birthday.

You were currently out at the moment with your family, celebrating your birthday with them. As much as William wanted to come, he wanted you to come back to something special. You didn’t mind that he didn’t want to come, even if he did make you a little sad, but you understood. William wasn’t great with others either. Plus, you could come home and enjoy the rest of the day with him.

Your cake was almost done. William just needed to add the frosting and decorate. He already decorated the house, putting up streamers and a sign that wrote “Happy Birthday!”. It wasn’t much, but it wasn’t like you were gonna have a party at home.

Finishing off the final touches, William pulled back, grinning down at his work. He let out a content hum, pleased with what he made. It wasn’t the worst cake in the world.. but it wasn’t exactly the prettiest. He didn’t care though, it’s the thought that counts.

Tilting his head to look down at the watch on his wrist, he nodded to himself. Just a few more minutes and you’d be back. He looked down at the cake, carefully picking it up and moving it over to the dinner table.

As the clock ticked, William heard your car pull up, making him perk up from his spot and get up. He stood at the front door, ready to greet you.

He listened as you fumbled with your keys, placing them into the keyhole and twisting it, unlocking the door and opening it. Before you could even say anything, William swooped you off your feet, making you yelp and grasp onto your boyfriends shirt. “William!” You laughed.

William held you close, leaning down and giving you a kiss. “Happy birthday, dove.” He smiled, placing you back down on your feet. “Apologies, I was excited to see you.”

“I could tell.” You chuckled, looking around. “You decorated?” You looked back at him, and he nodded his head. “I did. It’s not much, but it isn’t like we’re gonna have a party, hm?”

You hummed in response, nodding in agreement as you slid your shoes off and walked into your house. You smiled at the cake on the table, turning to look at William. “A cake too?”

William hummed, nodding and walking over. “Of course. It isn’t the best, but I’m no professional.” He shrugged, making you chuckle and nod. “Thats fair enough. Never thought of you as a baker anyway.” You teased, sitting in front of the cake.

The cake was covered in white frosting and sprinkles, the words “Happy Birthday!” with your name under it was written in sloppy cursive. It was hard writing with frosting, so it wasn’t so bad.

William held out a lighter, lighting the candles. “As much as I love you, I will not be singing happy birthday.” He sat down next to you. You only rolled your eyes and smiled, before closing them and making a wish, before blowing the candles out.

“What’d you wish for?” William asked. You leaned over, “I can’t tell you. birthday rules.” You joked, making him huff and smile.

William reached for the knife he had put on the table, standing and cutting two slices for the both of you. He put the first one on your plate, and then one on his. Right as he sat down, you dug in, taking a bite out of the piece of cake.

At first, you didn’t really taste anything, but after a few seconds, a salty taste hit your tastebuds, making you grab a napkin and spit out the chewed up cake. “Why is it so..salty?” You raised an eyebrow.

William blinked, taking a bite of his own piece. His eyes went wide, and he spat his piece into a napkin. He shuffled out of his seat, going into the kitchen to check what he had used. Instead of grabbing the jar of sugar, he grabbed salt.

“Bloody hell.. Who puts a jar of sugar next to salt?!” He hissed, groaning and running a hand through his hair.

You made your way into the kitchen, giggling and shaking your head. “Its okay, Will. We can go out and buy a cake instead?” You suggested, making the other grunt and sigh. “Okay.”

You reached up and cupped Williams face, “Hey, don’t get your panties in a twist. You can make me a cake another time, okay?” You smiled, giving him a kiss before pulling away and grabbing his hand. “Lets go now, yeah?”

William smiled as you pulled him away and to the front. You both put your shoes on and went out to get a cake.

William promised himself he would make a better cake for you soon. He even thought about watching baking videos just so the cake would be so much better.

Just for you.

[kairi101]

The Father and Father Figures (pt. 3)

Pairings: Rafe Cameron x reader, platonic!Topper x reader, platonic!kelce x reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, birth, soft!rafe, swearing

Summary: After your soon to be babydaddy left you, you were left with no choice but to return to your childhood friends. But soon your past comes back to haunt you.

A/n: this is the second to last part, lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist for the last part. tbh u don't even need to read the first 2 parts to understand this one.

Part 1 Part 2

"Y/n get down from that ladder now!" Rafe demands while putting a crib together. You were painting your baby girl's new room, though you probably should've probably done this a few months ago.

"I'm fine Rafe" you yell back at him. The pregnancy hormones have made you extremely stubborn over the past month, especially when it comes to the typical household things a pregnant woman shouldn't be doing.

"If you don't come down yourself, I'll just force you to get down myself" You don't respond and just continue painting. "For fucks sake, y/n, you're due in a week, please just let me do that."

"You're doing something else right now though, and the baby could come any moment now and she still doesn't have a room." You say aggravated. Rafe raises his hands in defeat and walks out of the room. In the ten minutes Rafe was gone, you literally got about 1 foot of the wall painted. When he returns, he has Topper and Kelce with him, and they told you the same thing Rafe told you, except this time you listen to them, and rafe rolls his eyes and stands at the bottom of the ladder to help you down.

"You two get to work, i gotta talk to momma here" Rafe instructs the two kook boys. he puts his arm around your shoulder and leads you to the kitchen, getting you a glass of water.

"You've been working your ass off all day and you haven't drank anything since breakfast" rafe informs you. "Now, tell me what's bothering you"

"Nothing" you say too defensively so he picked up on your lie. He glares at you with his blue eyes and you cave "I just want the baby out, thats all, i swear." He cradles your belly from behind.

"I know, bear, but you only have about a week left" he reassures you by kissing the side of your head. "now I'm gonna give you two options, we can either go watch the rom-com we've watched a hundred times in the past 7 months, or we can go help Top and Kelce" Before he even finished, you had already made up your mind and walked towards your soon to be baby girls room, and Rafe follows saying "No bending down or standing on ladders though!"

When you get back in the room, you see the two boys managed to get the crib put together, and they were now focused on painting the walls. Thank god for the blue painters tape. You pick up a paint roller and get to work.

After a few minutes of working in silence, Topper gets down from the ladder to properly greet you by pulling you into a side hug. "Hey, hows mommy doing?" he asks a little too casually and you and Kelce try to hold in your laughter, but Rafe just stands awkwardly with his hands in his pockets.

"Oh my god Top, never say that again" you laugh, accidentally throwing baby pink paint on his polo shirt. Topper fake gasps and Rafe smiles a bit while you apologize to Topper. But Topper retaliates by flinging paint from his paint brush onto your already paint stained overalls and you squeal. You and Topper go back and forth, having a paint fight, the room filled with each other's laughter.

Amongst your play fighting, one of you must have hit Kelce in the face with the paint because he joined in with paint smeared on his arm and on his cheek. You look around for Rafe and you see him in the corner with his arms crossed, a slight smile forming on his face. "Rafe come here!" you almost sing out to him, chasing him, but he let you get him leaving a pink handprint on his back.

"You are going to pay for that y/n" he says wiping pink paint on your nose. You don't let him get revenge though. You wrap your arms, wet with paint, around his neck and kiss him before he has the chance.

The kiss lasts forever. You can hear Kelce and Top cheer you two on in the background, but the cheering dies down real quick once everyone except Rafe notices the puddle of water at your feet. You pull away really quick and dig your head into his shoulder and he grabs the back of your head, "shit" he mumbles under his breath "Top get the jeep, you're driving, and Kelce get a couple towels and the backpack and go with him"

Topper mutters a complaint, saying something about how it's always his car but goes out anyways, Kelce following. "You okay, bear?" rafe asks knowing the answer was probably no.

"for now I'm okay, just a little startled." you respond flatly. You take deep breaths, preparing for contractions as you walk down the hall and down the stairs. Rafe helps you up in the Jeep before he gets in as well. Apparently Topper going 60 in a 45 wasn't fast enough for Rafe because he asked him to "hurry the fuck up, man." Rafe held your hand the entire ride and into the hospital. You ended up waiting an hour in the hospital waiting room, but it went by in a blur. You completely disassociated the entire tim. The wait would've been longer if Rafe hadn't insisted on seeing a doctor immediately, even though the contractions haven't started yet.

A nurse comes and puts you in a wheel chair even though you're plenty capable of walking yourself. Rafe continues to hold your hand as you wait in a hospital bed, a cramping feeling building in your gut. When you have your first really bad contraction, you let out a blood curdling scream and squeezed Rafe's hand, almost cutting off his blood circulation. He almost immediately presses the call nurse button on the remote placed on the hospital bed. He hates seeing you in so much pain. The nurse comes almost immediately and takes you to the delivery room.

The next hour or so was the most physically painful thing you've ever experienced. You were overwhelmed by the bright lights, rafes encouragements, and the nurses telling you to push. You felt like you were being torn open from the inside out. After 20 or so pushes, you were over it. "Rafe I can't fucking do this" you whine to him

"Hell yeah you can, and you will, because im not leaving this room without you and the baby girl" Rafes words were the only words you needed to hear, because within three or so bug pushes, your baby girl was out and you were almost out too. The nurse gave the baby to Rafe who then came over to you. "She looks just like you." Rafe comments.

"Let's go with Lorelei"you say to rafe an his face lights up. That was the first name Rafe suggested to you, and although you didn't like it at the time, now that you see your beautiful baby in person, the name just seems to fit. Rafe kisses you on the forehead as Lorelei is carried away for a bath and wellness check by one of the nurses.

You spent a little over a day in the hospital, but when the three of you come home, you're greeted with a very small belated baby shower, courtesy of Rose. Rose and Ward were the first people to greet your new addition to the Cameron family, although she shared your last name and not the Cameron name. Topper and Kelce were the next people to be introduced to little Lorelei. After Rafe did quite a bit of convincing, you finally let Topper hold her. Rafe referred to his two friends as "Uncle Topper and Uncle Kelce," which made you laugh a little while the two just stared at him like they couldn't believe he said that. Wheez was super excited to meet her niece, and so was Sarah, but she didn't show it as much.

Ward pulled Rafe aside for a minute, while one of your girl best friends was catching up with you. You noticed the two men glancing in your direction, so holding Lorelai, you walked over to Top and Kelce. "You guys know what those two are talking about?" You ask, pointing towards the Cameron guys direction.

They look at each other briefly and then back to you. "No, probably just business stuff.' Topper shrugs. You knew he was lying, but you pretended he was telling the truth. Rafe walks back over and pats you on your ass, causing you to jump. "How 'bout we go check on the Lorelai's room real quick," he says, already leading you towards the stairs.

"Now?" You ask. "We have quite a bit of company currently," you say, not wanting to be rude to your guests.

"They'll be here when we get back," Rafe replies as he walks up the stairs with you. You reach your baby's room and notice it's not at all like you left it. You spin around slowly, taking in everything that Cameron's did to the room. They kept the splattered paint on the wall, which would make a good story to tell your little lorelai one day. There were so many stuffed animals: more than you've ever seen in one place. There were bookshelves lining part of the wall with an abundance of books and toys for your baby girl to play with one day. Your favorite part, though, was the photo wall of pictures of you and Rafe, from pregnancy photos to pictures from the first day of kindergarten. You find tears pooling in your eyes, and you turn around to give Rafe a hug, but he's not there.

"Y/n" You hear his voice come from behind you, and you twirl around to find him on one knee, and your hands immediately come up to your face. "Will you marry me?"

Taglist: @mutual-mendes @dilvcv @i-love-rafe

[hostilemuppet]

I finished hazbin hotel last night, and while it was mostly not very good, the finale was decent.

This has nothing to do with tdau, but what’s your opinion on the hazbin/helluva boss franchise? (If you have one)

keep in mind i never finished hazbin: i think the majority of it is cheap shock humour like south park except its not even trying to say anything, its just trying to be edgy for the sake of being edgy. one of my friends really likes it and even he admits it sucks at points. we both like sir pentious but ive heard hes literally a caricature of one of vivs ex friends she hates and wanted to make fun off. i hate how the only lesbian is vaggie. i liked vox, and think his musical number with alastor was the only good one, although i only watched the first two episodes. my friend who likes hazbin also thinks all the musical numbers suck, however, so ive got it on good authority from a smart man who i trust the opinion of (love you bestie if you want me to continue watching for you i will xx)

helluva boss, even though i only watched season 1 (maybe an episode or two from season 2), was a lot better than hazbin. it was funnier (i really love brandon rogers' work. when i heard him do the bryce voice for katie killjoy i was excited bc i thought his involvement meant hazbin was gonna be a lot better than the pilot. it was not) the animation was SLIGHTLY less overdone (from what ive seen thats not even true anymore) even though i didnt really care for most of the characters i did like a couple (blitzo is your classic brandon rogers "asshole with problems you sympathise with before they remind you theyre an asshole". fizzarolli and asmodeus were VERY cute and alex brightman is a talented VA)

i think the fact she got kesha, a SINGER, to voice a character, but ONLY THE SPEAKING VOICE, is literally the dumbest thing ive ever heard in my life. it makes me so goddamn angry. if you couldnt afford her to sing, get someone else. dont get a SINGER to voice a character who SINGS but NOT VOICE THEM SINGING. ITS SO FUCKING STUPID. WHAT THE HELL. HOW DOES SHE SLEEP AT NIGHT. I AM SO SORRY KESHA. I AM SO SORRY THE GUY WHO SIR PENTIOUS WAS BASED OFF. IM SO SORRY EVERY GENERALLY RESPECTED VA OR BROADWAY ACTOR WHO NOW HAS THIS PERMANENTLY ON THEIR IMDB PAGE. KEITH DAVID YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER!

[sleepythemvp]

Hi! Can you please do a headcanon on obey me the 7 brother with mc who has the same personality as onion cookie from cookie run pls. Like, shy, timid, crybaby and afraid of demons because of her nightmares. Always carry her plushie with her as a company.

<Well, i will give you my best try- since my grammar sometimes kinda mess up-

What if MC have the same personality as Onion Cookies?

Warning: Fluff, OOC, Crying and screaming! Yea bad grammar

OBEY ME!

Lucifer

Damn.

Yeaaa idk where to start, how about this? Can you imagine you, yourself just following his order because you scared of him

He look likes he could kill you at any seconds like- the sharp looking eyes ooh-

He just gonna make you sit on his lap while he doing those boring paper work

Asking how’s your day been and why are you have that lil plushy with you 24/7, etc etc, trying to make you feel comfortable

Tell you to have some deep breath when you just about to cry-

Oh hell- hug you gently and I CAN EVEN IMAGINE HIS LITTLE SMILE-

“Hey MC? Can you come here for a second?”

You following his words, come near to the table thats have a lot of paper, prepare to run at any seconds because you might gonna be his next meal in the following breakfast or lunch or dinner.

“W-well, what do you need?-“

You don’t even have time to finish your sentences. He pick you up and place you in his lap, you just look straight, asking yourself what in the devil is going on

“…um- i- why are you-“

“Are you comfortable?”

“Well yes..”

He start to asking you about your day, do you have any trouble, how’s what the meal, anything that make you uncomfortable, what is your favorite type of clothes, how many plushy do you have, how was your sleep, etc and etc-

And it seems like nothing else is going pretty well between both of you, you start to relax your body and mind, oh about the future! Its already up to you.

Mammon

This dudeee

Now we are talking.

GIRL/BRO- THIS CLINGY DEMON IS GONNA ASK YOU FOR YOUR GRIMM SINCE HE LOOK LIKE A ✨P L A Y B O Y✨ and you don’t want to get in any trouble or getting shatter because of him

“Can I touch your plushy” it’s definitely the first thing he will ask when you rush in your room when you doing your homework

Following you for 24/7

He will carry you to the bedroom since you pass out when you first arrived at Devildorm (CARRY TO TAKE CARE NOT THAT KIND OF BOOM SHAKALAKA YOU KNOW?)

“Hey ya MC! How’s the day?”

Fooking kick your door, you accident throwing one of your plushy because you was scared and start to screaming like crazy

Trying to keep you quiet and make you comfortable, because you’re standing on the wardrobe trying to defend yourself from him and sobbing at the same time

When you got down from the wardrobe, he just hug you and ruff your hair

“I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m here to protect you y’know?”

“O-oh, thank you”

And the you guys just chilling with each other, he will definitely buy something for you like, drink stuff, or just some snacks.

Leviathan

Since both of you are introvert- this is gonna be a pretty awkward moment

He just sitting in front of his pc and you just sitting in front of his manga collection

After like- probably- an hours or so, you guys finally start to speak to each other

“Hey MC! Check out this new anime, it’s really interesting”

“I- never seen anything like this one before!”

And then you guys just sitting on the floor and watching anime with each other. You just hugging your plushy meanwhile he just hugging his body pillow

TBC

<I’m sorry kinda busy lately- this is all I got for you guys atm:,D. Thank y’all for supporting me even though I’m still busy as heck<3 have a nice day, stay hydrated!

Slee is going to take a nap, brb.

[bigmack2go]

So you finished your outline kr even your entire story? And now yove gotta come up with a title but you don’t wanna be as boring as using the main characters full name? LET ME HELP YOU!

Idk how to make a good intro to this but i’ll just try by starting with: theres a difference between fanfics and books

For fanfics it’s okay to have a shitty title, a song related title or just a whole ass quote(all tho that last ones debatable) theres still a lot of fanfics with great titles though.

This one seems obvious but please at least make your book SEEM interesting

But if you do want or need a good title let me help. I have no idea where to start so jm just gonna give u a couple of things to keep in mind withoutany particular order.

Okay so idk how to start this but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE keep your title at two words or less. If you have three… fine i guess but thats the absolute limit. Also absolutely avoid going over four syllables! That also in most cases means: no quotes, not songs etc unless theyre short enough. This is not optional! There’s nothing that i hate more than a name that takes ages to say when i try to recommend a book or show or movie which is why i simply dont do it. And you don’t want that. You want your storry to be recommended. Like the summer i turned pretty. Great book. Great plot. The title almost made me not read it.

Talking about at one. The summer i turned pretty also made no sense what so ever! Especially with the sequels??? Please make your titles make sense for the story! And if you wanna do sequels i’m BEGGING you to keep that in mind for the title.

Dont spoiler anything but for fucks sake make it make sense

Also pls dont start it with “the” cuz thats bad enough as it is but thats not even my point: if you dont want something boring as the MC’s full name, you also dont want something like the important object or just some random noun i promise. It CAN work if its like a name for a group of people like the outsiders or a gang name or smt but its like that it won’t so just… dont

I’d also avoid using original words that u amde up for the story. This isn’t necessarily smt that makes the title bad but it automatically means that it’s harder to remember so if you wanna be recomended thats probably a No. Unless its super easy to remember foe whatever reason.

So now that ive told you what NOT to do, let me give you some ‘DOs’

So theres several kinds of titles.

My personal favourite are like word plays. Not necessarily puns bc they often create new words which are as we’ve established hard to remember. But just something with a double meaning or something like that… i love that

Something else that always works are inconsistencys. Nothing like titles that contradicts itself! It sparks confusion and most importantly: INTEREST. People wanna know what the fuck is up with that. And it can alsk be rly soothing (for some reason)

References and innuendos are smt else i’ll never say no to if they’re used right. This can also overlap with wordplays. Famous (short) quotes or sayings, places or names are never not it

Smt else that slaps is good ol’ simplicity. Be bold. This👏does👏not👏have👏to👏be👏a👏spoiler! I promise you that just because you make it obvious what’s the book about that won’t spoiler shit.

Talking about: i love a good On-The-Nose title especially because most people expect nothing less than the exact opposite of it. Dont get me started on how banger of a title “They Both Die At The End” would be if it were just a little shorter!

And lastly even tho fullnames are an absolute turn-off last names can be sooo good. Especially when they’re about the whole family and especially when they’re in singular

Ofc these rules don’t always apply. Here are some examples of when they didnt

Fifty shades of gray (not defending the book itself, im just saying: the title is awesome)

Ansalom

The guy who didnt like musicals

Pride and prejudice

The kangaroo chronicles

Dracula

Alice in wonderland

That nineties show

Lollita

Bonny and clyde

Out of africa

Come from away

The never ending story

But trust me they usually do apply and just because a book is doing well it doesn’t mean the title had any part in it! Here are some books that should not have done so well and wouldn’t if it were for the title

Harry Potter

Percy Jackson

Mathilda

Birth Control is Sinful in the Christian Marriages and also Robbing God of Priesthood Children!! (Like holy shit dude wtf u literally have not one but TWO exclamation marks in there and take up TWO lines)

The little shop of horrors

Here are some really good titles

Red clocks

Hamlet

Star Wars

Maze Runner

Qualityland

Hamilton

Let’s win

Newsies

Half bad

Blackbird

Avatar

Chrimson rivers

Fight or flight

Young royals

Bridgerton

Titanic

Here are some titles that could have been soooo good if they just… (and what i would change them too

How to get away with murder its so long (sort of wordplay?, interesting)

The fifth season- season five its too long sry (interesting)

Maze Runner-*not having sequels* it just doesn’t make sense for the sequels (simple and interesting)

Just lovers (like we’re suposed to be)- just lovers (contradiction, interesting)

History is all you left me-simply history (?) (contratdiction) too long

More happy than not (interesting) too lonh

They both die at the end (on the nose) too long

Half bad: the bastard son of the devil himself- half bad (interesting) too fucking long dudeee

Also some that DID folow the rules but are still… not so good for some reason? (This is only about the titles not the works!!!!!)

Best friends brother

Choices

Girl in pieces

Boy meets world

No one saw

That nineties show

Lalaland

Im also maybe gonna do some of these on covers and genrally viduals

[lillydiana304]

the run in.

the second chapter to the collcction of wives! chapter one here and the series masterlist here

The warm spring fall air was pefect for her light pink flowly tank top. her hair in a phony tail as  she walked to her bakery/flower shop. A smile on her face as she listned to the birds sing.                                                   She unlocked the door and stepped in the, turning on the air conditioner and then starting her morning routine of opening the shop. As 8am hit and she turned closed sign to open a customer walked in.                                                                                                                          

 "hi there! welcome in!" y/n said                                         

  "well hi there sunshine" james spoke, y/n knew who it was just from the nickname.                                             "are you following me?" she said hesitantly                    

 "no, i am not following you. i just found this bakery flower shop thats owner has the same name as you, and face." he shrugged his shoudlers innocently.  

 "we just ran into eachother, is that what your saying james?" y/n said umimpressed. but james on the other hand was feeling a synphony of feelng, swearing he had never felt before. Not with any of his ex wives. 

  “Yes thats ecstasy what im saying” james replied sassly. 

 “Alright stocker what can i get you” y/n said with a little giggle after how sassy reply. 

James could listen to her giggle for the rest of his life, most people would think james thought that way for all of hius wives. But they couldnt be more wrong, sometimes he was bored with his life, with the endless stream of work and ligh class models that the only thing left to do to cure his boredom was to get married. Sharon was a drucken mistake in vegas, natasha was more of a friend who he just had sex with. Millie was the closest thing he had to love but after he found her cheating he sore off love. But even then he didn’t feel this way with her or anyother then with y/n. 

   “Can i get a coffe and a date?” he said, boy was he charming. 

“Yes and maybe” y/n replied 

 “Why maybe?” he questioned 

“Because i dont really know anything about you” she answered honestly. 

  “Then have coffee with me, right here right now.”

 “But im work-” she didnt get to finish her excuse, he cut her off already knowing what she was gonna try and say. 

 “Its 8am and we are the only ones in here” he looked at her expectedly. 

  “alright , one sec well i get something drink and eat”  

Well y/n was making her drink and getting a lemon cake james chose a seat in the far back that was nestled by bookshelves. It was cozy and had privacy even though they were the only ones in the shop he dint want any distractions. James wanted the little sunbeam all to himself, and no could blame. James could see how men and women looked at, wanted her and hold her. 

  “Alright im back” she said sitting down. 

 “lets get to know eachother” 

 

-30 minutes later 

   y/n was laughing so hard her cheeks hurt from smiling so much. 

 “Oh my that was funny” y/n said trying to catch her breath. She was blushing flower in james’ mind. 

   “Your very beautiful sunshine” james said as he leaned in to swipe a pice of her hair away from her eyes. 

“I-i would like to go on that date with you” y/n was now looking down shyly, james now holding her chin his fingers. He lifted her head up more so her eyes were forced to meet his. 

  “Saturday, 7 o’clock ill pick you up at your place.” he whispered, his lips brushing up against hers. y/n let out a breathly sigh, boy did she want him to kiss her. 

  “Alright prettybaby i gotta get to work, ill see you tomorrow’ he pressed a long kiss to her cheek. She was blushing like a schoolgirl james loved it. 

   “Your late buck” steve said to his friend with a knowing smirk. 

 “Shut up steve” james replied back a sly smile on his face. 

   “You were at her little shop werent you?!” steve said excitedly 

“I might have” was all james said, clearly teasing his friend. 

“What is it with you and her? Shes not the typically the kinda girl you go for” steve abovsered. 

“No she’s not, thats why i like her. Shes like sunshine” a small smile and blush on his cheeks while talking about y/n. 

  “Really? I dont understand, how could she have that empact on you but the others. The others were almost just as pretty as her” steve spoke.

  “She is the most gorgeous woman ive ever said and you know that means something when i guy whos had five wives.” james stopped to get up from his desk and pace around his office. Steve sitting on the couch watching him curiously. 

  “I would say she’s the vert essence of the sun, but even the sun is envious of the way she shine. She is just warm, and kind you can tell by her eyes. It was the first thing i saw.” 

  

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