#shirtless telenovela

[zanephillips]

Osvaldo de León in Minas de Pasión 1.08

[teeto-peteto]

You know, I never thought about Demacia as a sitcom but you’re right. Secret Relationships, Lux trying to hide something from her family, comedic one liners, it all lines up.

Mmmm yes we have seen Riot pulling up Demacia and trying to make it very dramatic, wich isnt bad and thecnically, it is, but since there's a lot of character making romantic 'oopsies' around and Lux is so poorly written and theres a big ass talking gargoyle it would work wonders as a sitcom.

OR one of those old telenovelas, i have a very Spain™ vision of this so our telenovelas arent that iconic, but i just want to see Shyvana acting normal with a random old dress with flower patterns and crispy voice overs/record.

[writing-fanics]

•vampires and werewolves•

Hunter x Fem!Reader

[warning: tooth aching fluff: twilight headcannon]

[Y/n]’s eyes were glued to the teen romance drama, in her hand. She hadn’t been able to put the book down in days ever since she picked it up. The story seemed far too intriguing for her to pass it up.

Her eyes were so glued to the book in fact, that she wasn’t listening to her friends talking about trying to find a way back. Her eyes glued onto the page she was reading.

“Y/n?”

“Y/n?”

“Y/n?!”

“vampires have sparkly skin!” she shouted, as if being snapped back too reality. Her chair tilted back causing her to fall backwards. The book falling out of her hands and landing on her face.

Amity sighed, “Are you even paying attention?” She asked, looking at her and [Y/n] who chuckled nervously scratching the back of her neck. “You’ve been reading this book all week,” She said, and [Y/n] stood up and fixed the chair to sit up right.

“Because it’s so good!” [Y/n] said, holding up the book revealing the campy cover. Of a girl with a shirtless vampire and a shirtless werewolf beside her.

“A book about a love triangle between a vampire and a werewolf, fighting over the same girl named Becca.” She says, giddily holding the book.

Amity looks at her arms across her chest and [Y/n] takes the hint, she knew getting home was important to everyone. she didn’t know how to handle with the guilt of leaving everyone she knew and loved behind, and so used this book in her hands as an escape from the guilt.

She frowned, closing the book and sitting down in her chair. Her palisman, a fox, jumped onto her shoulder and nuzzled its head into the crook of her neck. She smiled, raising her finger to gently pet him.

and listened to whatever her friends were saying, about trying to try and find a way back to the demon realm to save everybody.

[ two hours later ]

[Y/n] laid on her stomach in the front yard, reading the book. She was completely enamored with the book and the love triangle in it despite the fact both guys were absolute creeps.

She secretly shipped the two guys together and her headcannon, was that Becca would confess her love for the vampire. him reject her and confess his love for the werewolf they’d then confess their undying love together and run off into the sunset. Like in some of the telenovela, Camila watches.

“She really needs to get a lock on her window,” She mumbled, reading about how Edward had appeared in Becca’s bedroom through the window for like what the hundredth or she lost count.

“Um, hey Y/n.” A voice said, and she looked up and realized it was, Hunter. Her eyes widened, and cheeks turned red slightly and she immediately looked back down at her book.

“A-ah, um hey Hunter,” she stammered slightly, hoping he’d eventually go away her heart was racing pounding against her chest. She said, turning to the next page of the book.

He noticed, how close she was to the last page of the book. “Almost done already?” He asked, and she continued reading and turned towards the next page.

“Yep, it’s pretty good.” She said, smiling, her eyes fixated on the book. A nervous smile on her face.

‘Please don’t sit down please don’t sit down!’

Her mind said over and over, and Hunter sat down right next to her, and her heart started pounding even faster against her chest.

“Luz, told me that they made movies based off the books?” He said, and her eyes lit up lifting her head from the book. She got onto her knees and shuffled towards him, and didn’t realize she grabbed onto his hand.

“How many did they make?! Did she say if they were any good? Does the vampire and the werewolf run off together like they do in my headcannon?!” She asked, both her and Hunter’s face were beet red realizing how close they were to each other.

she looked down nervously realizing that she was holding his hand. she immediately let go and turned away embarrassed, “sorry,” she mumbled.

“Ah, seeing that your almost done with the book.” He said, scratching the back of his neck. “Luz, actually is planning a movie night and we’re watching the first Sunlight movie.” He said, and she looked towards him.

She smiled excitedly and then immediately hid it behind the book, covering her face. “Ah, yeah I’ll totally be there, the wolf and vampire better run off together.” She said, and Hunter chuckled softly and her cheeks turned beet red.

[ after the movie ]

“What?!” [Y/n] howled, looking down defeated looking at the dvd of the movie. She turned her head toward Luz tears of sadness rolling down her cheeks, “So the vampire and werewolf don’t run off together?” She asked, and Luz shook her head.

“No!!! Edward and Jacob belong together!” She frowned, Luz then walked over to her, “But who knows maybe they will.” Luz said, sending her a wink and her eyes immediately lit and she picked up the second book, titled, Red Moon.

Throughout the months, that they were stuck in the human realm. [Y/n] finished each book. Until, she reached the final book and once she was done she let out a triumphant yell.

Her headcannon had come true, after all. Edward and Jacob, ran off together after all. The little squeal she let out made, Hunter’s heart skipped a beat she was so cute. Dancing on her tippy toes as she giddily jumped around his cheeks immediately turned red.

Camila, had showed Hunter how to work the sewing machine in the basement. He made himself a shirt with werewolves on it. Once he looked at his finished work, he decided he wanted to make one for Y/n, based off of Sunlight series. So he sewed pictures of the werewolf and vampire onto a new shirt.

The finished work wasn’t perfect but it was something, [Y/n] liked and hoped she’d appreciate it.

[Y/N] cheeks turned red seeing, Hunter holding a shirt he made for her. Her eyes widened seeing the vampire looking guy and the werewolf on the shirt. Her heart immediately skipped a beat, pursing her lips she gripped onto the door.

Her heart was pounding against her chest, and for a moment she thought it was going to jump out. “I-I ah it’s I ah don’t want it!” She shouted, denying her feelings for him and immediately closing the door.

Hunter frowned, standing outside the door. all that work for nothing she didn’t want the shirt. all that sewing for nothing, at least he got a cool shirt out of it. just as he was about to turn away and leave.

“It’s lovely, thank you.” She said, quickly snatching the shirt out of his hands and closing the door. Her heart once again pounding against her chest. Her back against the door as she tried to slow down her breathing.

Her entire face bright red as she held onto the shirt. Looking down at it her seeing the exposed stitching, and as well the messy work. Yet, it was still beautiful he put in all that work just to make her a shirt based off of something that she loved. she wrapped her arms around the shirt hugging it happily, she’d cherish it for the rest of her life.

she couldn’t believe what she was about to do. she opened the door once again, Hunter still standing there not even a second had passed. She pursed her lips taking in a deep breath, and quickly kissed him on the lips before pulling back and closing the door.

Her back once again pressed against the door, her mind racing not believing what she’d just did. Her heart pounding against her chest as if she’s just run a marathon.

Hunter stood outside frozen in place, slowly his cheeks as well tips of his ears turned bright red. a small smile appeared on his lips, and he fell backwards falling onto the ground having fainted.

[a/n: how was my first fanfic for Hunter also request for him are open]

[cupcakes-and-contemplation]

MORE Buddie hcs because why not

- Buck LOVES his emotional support drinks. Usually it’s water, coffee, and some type of flavored (un-caffeinated) drink

- Buck definitely has a water bottle that he just brings everywhere with him. Like EVERYWHERE. And it is most definitely an Owala because that man has taste and he loves a lil color

- Buck loves those little weirdly flavored toothpastes (linked here) and he has a collection of them because in his words- “you never know what flavor you’re feeling”. After he brushes his teeth, he kisses Eddie and Eddie tries to guess exactly what flavored toothpaste he used. It’s their favorite silly little game.

- Eddie loves Laufey. I will die on this hill.

- Buck and Eddie most definitely have a collection of weird/silly mugs at their house

- I’ve read so many fics where Eddie loves lemons so I feel like Eddie = Lemons and Buck = Oranges

- Eddie brought Buck flowers on their first date (he’s trying his best okay,) and Buck almost burst into tears in his doorway because nobody has ever brought him flowers before.

- During their weekly brunch with Maddie/Chim, Buck + Maddie will sometimes just go off and rant about something to each other and Eddie + Chim will share a look that says “how on earth did we get so lucky with these two”.

- they love watching firefighter shows because the inaccuracies piss Eddie off and Buck just likes shirtless men.(Eddie does too, but he’s too livid about the fact that they used the wrong tool for an emergency.)

- Maddie, Buck, and Eddie all watch telenovelas together

- Hen guides Eddie through his first Pride like the mama hen she is 💕💕

- Buck loves weird slippers, so he gets Eddie and Christopher their own pairs for Christmas, and they look so cute all lined up together in the hallway next to each other. (Although Christopher is fast approaching being a teen, he continues to wear them because they make his dad happy. But if he secretly likes them, that’s nobodies business.)

((take a shot every time I say “weird”.))

[no27-autonation-honda]

i love you 'low' media...i love you reality television. i love u, low budget slasher movies. i love you sports. i love you soap operas, teleromans and telenovelas that run for eight zillion seasons. i love you completely historically inaccurate period dramas that are just an excuse to experience some good good bodice ripping and shirtless dudes with irish and scottish accents. i love you science fiction and fantasy media made on a budget of eighty five cents and a case of beer and a can do attitude. i love you ''trashy'' entertainment.

[dangermousie]

Happy New Year!!! May 2023 be awesome and bring to everyone, and me in particular, many angsty and shirtless fictional men!!

Wolfie!

And always Ibrahim Celikkol

And my thirst perennial Peter Ho

And since I am apparently thirsting over Yon Gonzalez like it’s 2015

PS for the telenovela lovers…

Happy 2023!!!!

[traiilblaziing]

this is just one picture of my irlfc that never fails to make me laugh

[zanephillips]

PEDRO MORENO Tu vida es mi vida Ep. 60

[phantomenby]

"Are you deaf or something?"

From your perspective, the attendant had just asked you a question, one you naturally couldn't hear nor could you read since lip-reading was not your forte.

Paul however was not looking relaxed in the slightest.

The blonde had removed half of his usual set of rings so you could understand him better, usually in high spirits since the two of you had been munching on some "magic brownies". Yet now his eyes were dark, jaw tense as his teeth clenched together, the hands which had been communicating with you so excitedly now curled into fists.

Turning to him confused you raised your own, signing as you shifted to meet his eye.

What did she say?

His lips moved, speaking to the attendant, rather cruelly as her face burned red with embarrassment. Finally looking back at you Paul offered nothing more than a tight smile, responding almost too fast for you to read.

Explain later, let's go.

Without time for argument, he wrapped an arm around you, leading you both away from the game stand as his nose brushed through the soft tufts of your hair, eyes meeting the attendant in one last warning glare.

You were fully aware of what your partners were. What you were less aware of is how half of their recent victims came from people who were cruel to you.

With a final glance towards the scorned girl you let him guide you, all the way towards the beach entrance where Dwayne had sped down to meet the two of you, already fully aware of Paul's irritation and now equally angry because of it.

Choosing to minimize his displeasure, Dwayne opted to sign a tense Hi to you, reaching to pull you into a hug as his hand splayed against the back of your skull, smooth lips meeting the crown of your head.

He kept an arm around you as you walked across the beach, held close together as you began signing to each other, your spare hands moving to respond in relaxed motions.

Finally deciding to figure out what was up you asked him What's wrong? watching his eyes shoot ahead in avoidance.

Dwayne was your warmth and comfort on most days, but you knew how to sense anger burning beneath those honeyed eyes of his, something that only occurred when someone was grinding his nerves.

You were sure it had something to do with that girl and why Paul was also-

Wait-

Where the hell was Paul?

Dwayne steadied you as you fumbled over the sand, pulling your form flushed against his chest as he looked around for what must have startled you.

When he realised there was nothing around you besides the darkness of night and looming sand dunes he sent you a concerned look.

You okay?

Nodding you pulled back from him, his hands still keeping you close as they curled around your upper arms.

With one final glance around you, you met his eye, pouting. Wheres Paulie?

Dwayne responded telling you he had gone to get food, human or not you weren't sure, but you never pried for more information that you needed.

He kept you close to him as the two of you walked down to the cave, letting you tell him about the new show you had been watching on one of the few late-night channels that had subtitles. It was some fun telenovela about a mysterious love triangle, overall it was very exciting and even your Lola had jumped in to watch, letting you translate for her each night.

On the other side of things, Dwayne had been in a reading slump, finding it impossible to enjoy anything longer than a newspaper article.

Fortunately for you, it meant endless conversation and getting to watch him work on his bike until the early hours of the morning. And between you and whatever entity was at work, you'd much prefer to watch him shirtless for hours on end than watch him tell you about the wonders of mycelium or deep sea fish.

Though his crochet era was rather tasteful, and had left you with plenty of new do-dads to enjoy.

When you finally reached the climb up to the cave from the beach you were already half asleep, yawning widely and letting Dwayne lift you into his arms, nose pressing against his jaw as he led you into the familiar darkness.

The light was warm within, dim since only two barrels were lit along with candles lining the edges of the cave.

Marko was nowhere to be seen, most likely out with Paul since he was so picky about his food.

David was here though, lounging in your nest with only a long sleep shirt on. He didn't move when the two of you entered, Dwayne placing you on the floor and kissing you softly before heading towards his usual corner.

When you turned away from him and back to David the blonde had sat up, eyes half closed sleepily as he nodded his head, urging you to come to him.

Naturally, you did so, feeling the familiar fuzziness David exuded when he was tired. It wrapped around you like a safety net as you crawled over the thick mound of mattresses, pillows, and blankets that smelled intoxicatingly of your boys.

Your high was still keeping you nice and relaxed, David's thick arms encasing your form as he pulled you against his soft chest, beard tickling your cheek as he nuzzled you.

Watching his pale hand rise above you he asked you Tired? already knowing the answer but preferring to watch the way your fingers weaved words into the air.

But you were still a little iffy about earlier and opted to tap your head instead, inviting him in as you pressed your forehead to his own.

Evidently, that was a mistake. The growl that reverberated through David's chest was discomforting, loud enough to send Dwayne shooting back into the main cave in search of danger.

Glowering at his boyfriend he headed over to the two of you, beginning to both talk and sign. The last thing you wanted to see was them describing gory details so you shoved your face into the bedding, showing your displeasure with a huff.

A moment passed and then another, waiting for them to finish. After a few minutes, a body pressed behind you, rough fingers brushing across your shoulder encouragingly until you stirred, meeting David's eyes.

He didn't show you the words, but you knew how he preferred to apologise. And David purred softly as you took his hand in your own, holding it to your lips as you moved back into his arms.

Today wasn't a bad day. You were sure if you were a hearing person you would care a little about what that girl said, but people were stupid and you had grown used to keeping to your own little world.

As the night drew to a close you found yourself leaned back against Dwayne's chest, smothered in blankets as Marko recounted everything he had been up to, his hands growing blurrier and blurrier as your eyes began to close and your mind faded away.

[honestlywtf04]

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐌𝐨𝐦

warning : smut, daddy kink, choking, minimal spanking, oral sex (male), shower sex, slight degrading, spitting, creampie

summary : her love for her husband isn't there anymore, who is going to satisfy her next?

pairing : stepmom!reader stepson!vinnie.

y/n is 24 and vinnie is 20

a/n: here's the step mom smut you wanted, i hope i achieved what you wanted @diorjadore

i got a little bit carried away for the first part

desperation

that's what i felt when we first started dating. he was very loving. was. sometimes i question myself. what would my life be like if we never met? where would i be right now? being single and free, exploring every inch of this filthy, yet beautiful world? or living in my own apartment with an elderly couple living next to me.

i always dreamed of traveling all over the earth. it has so many places to explore, you can never get bored of it. it's sad how such disgusting people have the power to turn something so amazing, to something so unpleasant.

onto the actual topic, anthony hacker. he is my husband of one and a half years. when we met, his beauty was breathtaking, unlike anything i have ever seen.

i was desperate to get to know him, desperate to get close to him, desperate to find love with him. just like he was me with.

we loved each other.

loved

that was until his ex-wife. biological mother of his two children, vinnie and reggie, has tip-toed her way back into their lives.

kayla wasn't always the greatest person, i vividly remember anthony telling me that they got divorced due to 'reasons i can't explain'.

sometimes i felt like a part of him still loved her. it's the mother of his children so i guess he still loves her. but sometimes i wished that i was the only woman he ever loved.

kayla and anthony have been getting closer these past few months and honestly i don't care anymore.

whenever kayla visited, she would always talk about how her past relationship with my husband was like. anthony would never say anything. in fact he would join in on the conversation.

even though my feelings for anthony are barely there anymore, i can't find the courage to divorce him.

reggie is his youngest child. he's the one i'm closest to. we tell each other a lot of things. our relationship is like older sister and younger brother since i'm 24 years old and he's 17.

he has told me that he doesn't like how his mom is back. hell, he doesn't even like calling her that.

reggie is incredibly fun to be around. he's dramatic in the best way possible. when he falls down, he acts like one of those telenovela scenes.

vinnie is the oldest one. he's more quiet and closed up, with me. i can't help but feel like he hates me at times. not because he makes faces or anything, but because he ignores me most of the time.

the one time we actually interacted with each other was very interesting. we were home alone. reggie went out on a school trip where they slept over at a camp. lucky motherfucker. anthony and kayla went out to "talk."

talk my ass.

so vinnie and i were left alone. i was preparing dinner for us. i was making my mom's "famous" recipe of chicken alfredo. cooking was/is my forte, i love it.

vinnie walked into the kitchen, shirtless. his tattoos full on display, his toned abs that can make anyone fall to their knees for him.

vinnie was very talkative that day, he would even sneak in some flirty comments. 'don't be shy sweetheart' he would say whenever he caught me staring at him.

when i was in the kitchen preparing our food, he "accidentally" grabbed my hips and brushed his erection against my ass. he made it seem like he was moving me so he can get something from the top shelf, but i'm not stupid.

it's disgusting that small things like that affected me in that way. the arousal i was feeling that entire day was overwhelming.

i needed him badly and i can't help but feel like he needs me too.

he's 20 years old and doesn't know what to do with his life. but he's on moving out of this house, good for him. but i'm going to miss him. all of his tiny yet noticeable actions.

"kayla and i need to talk about something that came up so i'll be back in a few hours. it's kinda important," anthony tells me.

"okay bye," he goes in for a kiss but i move my head so he kisses my cheek.

"uh okay bye then," he walks out of the house.

i'm bored

i go to our shared room, rummaging through my cabinets to look for my favorite bikini. i never wear anything revealing due to anthony not allowing me to.

now that he's gonna be gone for a while, i can do whatever the fuck i want. i found the bikini i'm looking for.

i quickly remove the clothes i'm wearing right now, leaving me completely naked. i put on the maroon colored bikini.

"come on baby," i whistle to my dog. she wags her tail while sassily walking next to me. she stops walking when she's met with the sliding door and sits down.

i smile and open the door. she immediately runs out the door and starts sprinting around the huge backyard. i step outside and walk towards the lounge chair, setting my towel on it.

i lay down on it. it's not super hot today, i just wanted to feel attractive and i wanted an excuse to wear this bikini.

i close my eyes, letting my thoughts invade my head.

i was always into older men, it was like a kink of mine. my mom married my dad when she was 25 and he was 33.

i guess i'm doing what i've seen growing up.

when anthony and i first started dating, our relationship was amazing.

after four months of dating, he introduced me to his kids. i didn't mind playing step mom, but i always told myself that being a mother isn't for me. i didn't even feel like a mom, i just felt like a sibling to vinnie and reggie.

i was lucky that his kids weren't really kids. they were young adults.

when i first met reggie and vinnie, reggie was 15 and vinnie was 18.

anthony and i have been together for 2 years and we have been married for one of those years.

i think we rushed this relationship. as fucked up as it sounds, i don't feel how i use to feel about him. now he's probably cheating on me with kayla.

i don't care.

my thoughts always stress me out and i have no one to help me. anthony and i only had sex a few times. the last time was probably a month before kayla walked back into his life.

the only way i could feel some sort of relief was masturbation.

i hate to admit it, but sometimes. if not all the times i imagine it was vinnie that was helping me.

i imagine the way his lips would feel on mine. oh what i want him to do to me. i've never been with someone younger than me, it never came to mind. but something about the thought of vinnie fucking me, gets me all excited.

as much as i want him, i can't have him. he's my husband's son, my step son.

but he's so sexy. unlike anything i have ever come across.

he wears sweatpants almost all the time. shirtless i might add. i can't help but stare at his luscious body. how bad i want his body against mine.

our chest gliding against each other as he pounds into me so relentlessly.

but once again, i can't have that. i have to push those thoughts away. it's disgusting and disrespectful. what would vinnie think if i told him all of this?

he would be disgusted! he wouldn't speak to me again.

"what are you doing?" i flinch at the unexpected voice. i open my eyes, being met with the man i was just thinking about. how can a black shirt and shorts look so good?

"o-oh hi vinnie," i smile. not wanting to make it obvious that his presence made me nervous.

"mind if i join you?" he asks.

"i don't mind at all." he stands there for a few seconds. before removing his shirt. i can't help but stare at his chest, his tattoos are so fascinating.

he then goes to remove his shorts. after he takes off his shorts, he's left in just his white boxers. i blush hard seeing him borderline naked in front of me.

i turn my head, not wanting him to see my flushed face.

he chuckles deeply. "it's okay to stare, i don't mind it."

i turn my head once again to look at him. he makes a come here motion with his hand. i walk towards him and he grabs my hand.

"let's go to the hot tub," i nod my head and he leads me to it. it's a little dark outside, it's not nighttime completely, but i can see the stars and the moon faintly.

"i need to put nova inside," i tell him and he nods.

vinnie let's go of my hand and goes around the hot tub to turn on the water jets.

"nova!" i yell and immediately she barks running towards me. i open the door and and she walks inside. i close it and walk towards vinnie.

he turns on the led lights, setting the color to purple. it fits the vibe. a little bit of tension, but calming if that makes any sense.

he steps closer to me, "ladies first."

"what a gentleman," i tease. the hot tub is quite tall so i bend down a little bit to get inside it. my stomach rubs against the tub and i manage to get inside. the warm water makes me sigh. i feel vinnie's eyes on my ass the whole time making me smirk.

"just for you-" i don't think he meant to say that. i ignore what he said.

"you're turn," he smiles and steps into the hot tub rather easily. must be nice.

we both sit down. i choose to sit across from him. the sexual tension is incredibly thick.

he rests his arms on the edge of the tub. his shoulders and bicep muscles looking better than ever.

he stares at me, making me feel nervous.

"how are you and my dad?" he breaks the silence. i shrug my shoulders, not much to say about it.

"good..?" i say more like a question.

he hums. "how do you feel about my mom being here a lot?" he sounds almost hateful of the word 'mom'.

"in all honesty, i don't care anymore," i sigh.

"anymore?" he furrows his eyebrows. i nod. "yup. i want to divorce your dad. i just don't know how to bring it up. we never do anything together. i don't even feel like his wife anymore, i just feel like a person that lives here and does all the work of the house. like a maid," he frowns at my choice of words.

"you are the opposite of a maid. if my dad can't see what an amazing woman you are, then it's his lost. i don't care since i'm moving out in a few weeks."

"you're moving? where?" i ask, not aware of this.

"yeah, i found an apartment across town. i like it a lot," he presses his lips together.

"i'm very happy for you."

"yeah. anyways, let's say you and my dad divorce.. where would you go?" he asks me, curiosity filling his voice.

i shrug my shoulders. "i don't know. my parents passed away so they're not an option. and i'm an only child so i can't live with siblings. all my friends left me because i married your dad calling me a gold digger. so probably the streets."

he shakes his head. "hell no. you're moving in with me."

my eyes widen. "i appreciate it, but i don't know what your dad would feel if he knew i was living with you."

"who cares what my dad thinks? i sure as hell don't. neither should you."

"i suppose. well i guess you and i are gonna be future roomates." he nods and we return to another moment of silence.

"so vinnie.. you're 20 years old. is there a special lady in mind for you?" i ask as smoothly as possible. he raises his eyebrows and his face turns red.

"ooo there is," i smile. trying to the fact that i'm filled with jealousy.

"i guess but i don't think she's into me," he frowns looking down. "oh come on, you are an attractive guy, who wouldn't want you?" i don't miss the way he reacted to my words.

"is she by any chance.. older than you?"

he looks up and nods. i stand up, the water reaching up to my thighs, enough to show the bottom of my bathing suit.

i walk and sit right next to him. he hesitates for a second before wrapping his muscular arm around me.

his hand trails to my back before making its way to the string of my top.

"what are you doing?" i shift a little bit away from him. he shrugs, "something you want."

i furrow my eyebrows, not fully understanding what he's saying. i mean.. he's not wrong but how does he know?

"don't give me that look. you think i don't know the little games you play?" he smirks. "the robes you wear after you shower. walking around the house in it clearly not wearing anything under."

"or whenever i walk into the room you tend to stare at me, hungrily." he moves closer to my ear, my breathing getting heavy.

"let me not forget. you playing with yourself thinking of me," he whispers. i audibly gasp.

"don't act surprised baby, you wanted me to hear you. does my dad not satisfy you enough that you think about his son to help your filthy thoughts?" he gets in front of my face.

we both make eye contact, i watch as his gaze switches back and forth from my eyes to my lips.

without a second wasted, he interlocks our lips. oh wow. he feels amazing. his hand goes around my body to grab my thigh, pulling me on top of him so i'm straddling him.

he pulls away for a split second before going back in. he's really good at this. his hands go to each side of my waist. i don't ignore his obvious boner that is rubbing against my clothed pussy.

he grips my hips and starts rocking me back and forth against him. we both gasp slightly at the small but pleasant friction that we are feeling against each other.

i grab his jaw and suck on his bottom lip, him doing the same to my top lip. i feel him smile against the heated make out session.

this is better than anything i have ever experienced. but it's so wrong. i'm married to his father for fucks sake.

i open my eyes and pull away quickly. i get off him. i don't want to but i have to.

"i-i-i'm so sorry w-we can't," he frowns and grabs my arm.

"please y/n i know you want this. you wouldn't have made out with me just now if you didn't want to." he's right, but i really can't do this.

"i won't tell my dad, you are gonna divorce him either way. i want you and you want me," he looks at me with pleading eyes.

"i can't, you are still my step son and it's so morally wrong."

"we aren't gonna be step son and step mom soon. please, i won't tell anyone," he stands up. his erect cock being shown through his wet, white boxers.

we both look at each other for a few seconds. he has a point.

i grab the back of his neck and desperately kiss him. i push him, making him fall back to where he was originally sitting. i walk towards him and sit on his lap, immediately connecting our lips.

he sighs in content. i start grinding against him, both of us moaning softly into the kiss.

"fuck you're so hot," he whispers. his hand reaches to the string of my top and pulls on it to untie it. he pulls away from my lips to look at my tits.

my top falls off, revealing my round boobs. he stares in awe. i watch his face, seeing him lick his lips. his mouth attaches to my boob. he looks up with my boob still in his mouth. i whine softly when we make eye contact.

he bites on my nipple making it harden. he swirls his tongue around it then starts sucking on the curves of my boob, leaving hickeys all over it. i whimper at the feeling of his mouth on my body.

he repeats the exact same action to my other boob. he disconnects himself from my boob and i lean down to connect our lips.

he grabs my hips and starts moving it, my pussy right on top of his rock hard cock. the only thing stopping our areas from touching is our clothes.

"you're so beautiful, y/n." he mumbles against my lips making me blush.

he pulls away and gently gets me off him. i look at him furrowing my eyebrows. does he want to stop?

he smirks at me and picks me up. i squeal but i wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

he looks backwards and leaves the hot tub with him carrying me.

while he's walking, i start kissing his neck.

i begin to suck all over the areas i can reach leaving hickeys. i feel the vibrations of his light groans against my lips making me smile.

"let's go inside," he says and i nod.

he sets me down and i grab my towel, wrapping it around my body. he grabs his towel that i didn't even know he brought and wraps it around his waist.

"you wanna shower?" he asks me and i nod. "you wanna join me?" i ask making him smirk.

"of course i do."

we both walk inside, leaving a trail of wet footsteps on the floor but we couldn't care less. i open the door to the bathroom and walk inside with him right behind me.

"you get naked and i'll turn on the water." i nod and immediately remove my towel. i take off the piece of clothing covering my pussy.

it's a small struggle since it's wet but i managed. i hear the water turn on and vinnie turns around. his mouth opens slightly and his face turns a light shade of pink when he sees my naked body.

"are you gonna keep staring or are you gonna join me?" i smirk, walking pass him to step inside the shower. the warm water hitting my chest making me sigh.

after a few seconds, literal seconds, vinnie steps inside completely naked. his hard cock standing up long and tall.

his dick is bigger than anthony's, and he isn't small so i'm scared.

"you can touch it, i won't complain," he chuckles when he catches me staring at his dick.

"so you won't mind if i..." i get down on my knees, the water going right over my head. "do this."

"not at all," he breathes.

"or.." i grab onto his shaft making his breath hitch. "this."

"i don't mind, please keep going," he sounds desperate. i stroke his dick, my thumb rubbing his slit collecting all the precum that is leaking.

i look up and see him breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. i smile and wrap my lips around his tip, not stopping my strokes.

"fuck," he groans softly. i suck on his tip lightly before going down to deepthroat him. he lets out a small moan.

i bob my head at a pleasant pace for him. "h-holy shit," he moans.

i go down again, my nose touching his pelvis bone. "fucking hell y/n." his hand goes my wet hair and holds me there for a few seconds till i tap his thigh making him let go. i move back to catch my breath.

a string of saliva connects from my lip to his tip. i look up at him and he stares at me with lustful eyes.

i continue stroking him at a now quick pace. "open your mouth," i do as told and open my mouth with my tongue sticking out.

he bends down and spits in my mouth. i immediately swallow making him chuckle. "hurry up. make me cum so i can fuck your pretty pussy."

i start sucking his cock again. i hollow my cheeks making him unintentionally thrust into my mouth. i gag at the feeling of his tip hitting the back of my throat quickly. i hum around him sending a wave of vibrations through him.

i feel his dick twitch inside my mouth and i detach my mouth from his cock. "i-i'm gonna c-cum," he moans.

i watch as his eyes roll back and his mouth is open from his heavy breaths. "cum for me daddy."

that was it from him to release in my mouth. "y/n! fuck," him moaning my name like that is so hot.

i stroke him a few more times clearing him out. he grabs my hand making me stand up.

"your turn gorgeous," he bites his lip. "next time," i smile. i just want him inside me, nothing else.

"next time?," he smirks. i chuckle nodding, "i mean unless you want this to be a one time thing," i fake frown.

"no no no, this is the first of many to come," i smirk at his response.

i turn around and bend down, holding onto the random railing in the shower. he runs his hand up and down my folds, feeling how wet i am.

"fuck you're so wet for me baby, who gets you this wet?" he groans.

i moan softly, "you daddy, only you."

"that's right baby," he leans down kissing my back. i shudder at his touch. his now hardened cock poking at my entrance.

he grabs his cock and rubs his tip against my folds. "fuck your pussy is so pretty."

"sto- fuck." i cut myself up with a moan when i feel him start entering me. "holy fuck you're so tight," he mumbles.

he pushes himself more in, both of us moaning at the connection. he leans down and kisses my cheek. "you're doing great, just a little more," he whispers.

he pushes the rest of himself in, bottoming out. his cock stretching my walls further than ever. i feel more than full in the best way possible.

"i-i f-f," i can't form a sentence, he feels too good. "are you fucked out already? i haven't even moved," he teases.

"p-please fuck m-me," i whine. he moves back until just his tip is inside and pushes himself back in. both of us moaning. he thrusts slowly but starts speeding up.

"you feel so good baby," he groans. he puts his hand around my throat and pulls me up so my back his touching his chest. "god y/n. you're such a slut, fucking your step son while your husband is not home. does he not please you so you come to me?" he taunts making me moan loudly.

his thrusts alongside his dirty words are making me go to another dimension.

"d-daddy," i whimper.

"yes baby?" he smirks. "your cock feels so g-good."

he turns my head and pecks my lips. his other hand reaches down and rubs my clit. i moan at the feeling.

i feel myself get closer and closer to my orgasm. i feel his cock hitting my g-spot. also reaching my cervix, something anthony couldn't manage to do.

"daddy! i'm gonna cum," he thrusts faster. "cum for me baby, be a good girl for me," i practically scream when i reach my high. my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"mm good girl," he smirks, slowing down his thrusts to help me ride out my intense orgasm. i'm breathing heavily, i'm fucking tired. he pecks my lips once again. "just make me cum and we can be done baby," he tells me once he sees how tired i am. i lazily nod at his words.

he lets go of my throat and i go back to my original position. he looks down at where we are connected and watches his cock go in and out of me. he smacks my ass harshly making me jolt forward.

"fuck your so hot," he groans. i feel his dick twitch inside me. "cum inside me daddy," i bite my lip. he speeds up his thrusts desperately wanting to cum.

"i'm cumming for you!" his mouth opens and his eyes roll back. i feel him twitch a few more times before his cum shoot inside me. a string of curses and profanities leave his mouth.

he thrusts a few more times riding out his high before pulling out me. he looks down at my core watching his cum pour out of my hole. "that's so hot," he whispers.

i stand up and turn around to face him. we both smile at each other. he leans down and kisses me. "i thought step family sex was only in porn," he whispers and i laugh.

"we just fucked and that's the first thing you say," i say. he laughs and looks into my eyes for a few seconds. he pecks my lips. "now let's actually shower."

author's note: i'm not really a smut writer but if i'm in the right mood i'll write it

hope you enjoyed <3

[45percenterthen]

pokemon evolution from poor little meow meow to shirtless gay telenovela star

[cloudy-leonhart]

Marleyan Warriors with a Filipino S/O!!

[Author Note: this is literally a re-do of my headcanons bc tumblr’s being mean and deleting my drafts, anyways trying to rush another finished bc outta here 😭 also! Reminder that my requests are OPEN, don’t be afraid to send in any requests!!]

Summary: Marleyan Warriors with a Pinoy S/O!

Recommended Song: Titibo-Tibo by Moira Dela Torre

TW: Swearing.

Theme: Fluff, Modern AU.

Characters: Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Zeke, Pieck, Porco.

Annie Leonhart

Annie knew, she actually met you at an event for those with cultures, and saw you dancing with your friends to traditional filipino folk music.

She was kinda hesitant to go when you asked her to accompany you to the Philippines, she didn’t like traveling.

She was kinda shocked on how welcoming your family was, your mom and dad hugged her out of nowhere and she just let out a squeak.

Your little sister forced her to go to SM mall with her omg- She literally came home with bags of candy.

Yes, Annie has a soft spot for your family, she probably almost spent all her money on them.

Buchi rivals her love for donuts. She looked like she discovered a new universe after eating one of them thangs.

God, help her when she’s watching filipino movies, your family encouraged her to watch movies with them, and by the end of it she was a mess, pretty sure she cried into your shoulder after watching Seven Sundays.

BUT LIKE SHE ENDS UP BEING ABLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR PARENTS.

You see, Annie is a really fast learner, she was bound to learn to be able to speak some point in her stay.

You were shocked when she spoke back to you in tagalog, like ‘dropped my stuff out of shock’ kinda way. 

IT WAS A PAIN GETTING HER INTO A BARO’T SAYA. But bribing her with Buchis got her to keep it on for like 2 hours so like..good enough.

Her favourite filipino song is Porque.

Everybody acts like it’s a concert for every karaoke night because she’s there, like she’s just THAT good.

Reiner Braun

This man was so awkward. He went on a trip with Bertholdt to the Philippines, and met you.

He didn’t think you would understand him, so he just stared at you while you talked with your friends, until you were creeped out enough and asked him if he had a problem.

When you and him started dating, you convinced him to travel all around the country. 

Firstly, you guys visited your family, your dad absolutely loved him, your mom was a little bit hesitant in letting him in the family, he was blonde, big and buff. Filipinos are bound to worry. Until Reiner cooked with her, then she started to warm up to him.

Okay but why did your family’s chickens like him so much??

He likes the feeling of being around your family, him not having a dad left an impact on him and he felt complete being with you and your family, he swore to himself that he’d marry you.

He almost fainted when he found you battling with one of the kids with your pet spider, mf was deathly afraid of your spider, it was like the size of your hand pls-

I think he’d be fairly good at speaking tagalog, he’s got an accent but people can understand him. 

He eats like a tito omg- You lost him at a party once and when you found him, he’s already eaten half of the barbecue. 

Everyone thought he was really old, because of his beard so everyone called him tito Reiner. 

He’s somewhat good with the village kids, you could see Reiner playing soccer with the kids or goofing off.

He says he doesn’t like watching Manny Pacquiao but it’s his guilty pressure.

He doesn’t really listen or watch anything filipino, but he will listen to old filipino bands if you play them in his car.

Bertholdt Hoover

HAHA PLs- you got mad at him for eating your cake and started cursing in filipino. He was confused because he thought you were just blurting out nonsense.

One second you’re explaining what you were saying and the next second y’all are on the way to the Philippines.

He sweats like a waterfall, LITERALLY. Everyone would like move away because he sweated that much.

You had a private island..because y’all were RICH rich. he was kinda awestruck, you literally just said out of nowhere.

“oh yeah, we have a private island.” ‘YOU HAVE A FUCKING WHAT??”

Poor baby was kinda intimidated by your basket-ball player of a brother, he was taller than Bertholdt omg-

You’re always worrying him somehow, he’s be on the toilet and he’d just hear you scream and he comes running down with his boxers, just to see you watching a telenovela and you had to tell him that you were just gushing over the drama.

He has never felt so embarrassed.

Am I the only one who thinks he looks amazing in a Barong?? Like he’d rock that shit- 

He loves eating filipino food, he likes when you guys stay in the country and you go out to buy bread at the nearest bakery.

Like every filipino, he too, dips his bread in coffee.

He ended up learning guitar while he’s in the Philippines, the country’s filled with people who can sing amazingly, he’s bound to learn guitar.

His favourite filipino song to play is Tadhana, it’s also the only song that he knows to sing to, like he absolutely butchers pronunciation for words but this man covers it up with this song.

Zeke Jaeger

He bumped into you and you cursed at him in tagalog, he basically just fell for you at that point.

I just know your family secretly hates this man, he slapped your ass once around your mom and your dad, it’s always tense when he’s around now.

You don’t have the heart to tell him your parents saw because one afternoon, he was gushing and praising your family, you didn’t want to ruin his happiness, his dad’s barely around and his mom passed away. he’d obviously be attached.

Yes you had to talk to your parents about it, a lot of filipinos are very kinds and forgiving, so your parents were very understanding, and made sure he felt loved around the family.

He actually almost cried when your dad told him to marry you already.

He calls your parents nanay and tatay.

You got him to buy a pet spider please- You would catch him fighting a kid’s spider to the death in a match, he’d feel bad though so he buys them new ones after.

Hey this man looks so hot in a Barong, please. You guys had to book a hotel for a night for some alone time yk.

Lord help this man, he tried to do the tinikling dance and he tripped, in front of everyone.

Every night, he comes to bed all shirtless, you could just hear the air conditioner buzzing as he tells you how fun it was playing with the village kids, or talking about he and your titos had a drink while watching a boxing match.

He more so listens to various artists, he doesn’t have a favourite.

but he will replay Joseph Vincent’s filipino covers.

Pieck Finger

She was on a business trip in the Philippines, and you were coincidentally at the same bar they were celebrating at. You were by the karaoke section and she kinda just, fell in love with you. right there and then.

Honestly some people thought you guys were siblings, Pieck can be mistaken as a filipino easily so, you guys expect it from time to time.

She likes to ask from time to time to teach her guitar, your mom probably has a lot of pictures of you and Pieck.

She loves eating the food in the Philippines, she thinks the adobo is great and if you lose her in public she’s probably by a street vendor eating food.

You guys dance to old filipino songs, a replaying song for you guys is Mabagal by Daniel Padillia and Moira Dela Torre.

She learnt Moira’s Part while you had Daniel’s part. 

GUys she looks so beautiful in a Baro’t Saya. And she knows it, she flaunts it so well.

You guys probably have a vacation house in the Philippines after leaving with her to go back to her country.

She helps you with packing balikbayan boxes for your family, she makes handwritten letters, she’s both good at writing and saying anything in tagalog. 

Her favourite artist is definitely Moira Dela Torre, she just loves her airy voice.

Favourite Filipino Movie? Yes.

You cannot tell me she doesn’t have a shelf full of filipino movies you guys watch.

Her favourite street food is probably qwek-qwek. She likes the sauce she dips, and she probably bought almost twenty bucks worth of the fishballs.

Porco Galliard

UGh honestly he’s a little cringey when it comes to the culture, for some reason I can see him accidentally disrespecting it somehow, I can’t help it.

Your family owned a sari-sari store, and he could not help for the love of him, he ended up being the one stocking it up while you chatted with the customers. 

Like Pieck, he and you dance when you’re alone, he probably learnt from Pieck too.

He listens to modern filipino artists, like Ex Battalion, Skusta Clee.

He tries hard to really be respectful, he butchers the way he says nanay and tatay but your parents appreciate the effort.

I can see him being able to secretly make amazing filipino desserts, his ube cake is bomb.

He watches Basketball with your dad, and they both drink during the match.

I can also see him being the type to scream out curses when he hurts himself, a ‘PUNYETA’ comes out of his mouth.

he doesn’t enjoy the hot weather in the Philippines, and due to that, he wears sandos all the time at home, and when he goes out, every girl always looks at him because he’s ripped, yes you’re jealous, but as you should, he’s your mans-

He also knows how use a barbecue grill? You can find him helping your family members while they’re selling barbecue.

he hates going to SM?? He just really hates going, because you genuinely just go for the food court. They sell hella good food.

One time he got chased by the village dogs, so he doesn’t go out without you or a family member.

He secretly loves watching telenovelas with you.

[dweetwise]

survivors as roommates hcs

just some silly little headcanons i wrote between fics <3

Dwight is a huge pushover. Late on rent? Dwight has you covered. Ate his food? “Haha, it’s fine, you were probably more hungry anyway and it’s not like I need to eat today—”. He’s a little messy but mostly keeps to himself, unless you befriend him, in which case he’s clingy af. Constantly asks to hang out and isn’t the best at understanding social cues.

Meg is a whirlwind, leaving stuff in her wake wherever she goes. She leaves for morning runs at like 4 am and showers weird hours of the day. She’s also really assertive, going “You don’t mind if I borrow this, do you? Ok cool!” and sprinting off before you can even reply.

Claudette keeps to herself. Hope you don’t mind the 6281 plants that start in her bedroom and slowly spread to cover every available surface of the apartment. Sometimes she leaves weird science projects in the fridge that you do not want to accidentally drink unless you want to be poisoned by some obscure plant.

Jake just wants to be alone. He’s a hermit, never having people over and shutting himself into his room if you do. He can go days without showering, so hope you don’t mind his stink or the constant weed smell.

Nea will throw impromptu parties and leaves her shit laying around. Empty spray paint cans are now a permanent part of your décor, since no matter how many you throw out, more always appear. She has a habit of adopting stray cats and you’re not even sure how many are in the apartment at this point.

Laurie is the most perfect roommate anyone could ask for. She usually just keeps to herself and reads books or something, but will almost always join you in watching a movie or cooking or whatever, if you ask. She’s also very neat and will clean up after you, even if she scolds you for it. Sometimes she’s a little too responsible and doesn’t know how to let loose, so you won’t be throwing any wild parties with her around.

Ace on the other hand, is… well. A wild card. He doesn’t have a sleep schedule, stumbling home at varying hours in the middle of the night from god-knows-where. Will bring home random hook-ups. Will beg you to lend rent money when he’s gambled away his share. Will make you cover for him when the police comes knocking. 0/10 worst roommate wouldn’t recommend, the only thing he’s good for is a laugh and knowing the best parties.

Bill smokes inside. He also snores. Loudly. Usually falls asleep with the tv blaring, so hope you have earplugs. There’s also the war flashbacks, which… yeah you should probably not ask him about that.

Feng will play games all night, screaming at her teammates over Discord. Again, earplugs are a must, or alternatively you can join her in game and be screamed at. She lives on energy drinks and you’re not 100% sure she even sleeps.

David is kind of unpredictable. He’s punched at least two dents in the wall after losing at Mario Kart. Has a boxing bag in his room that he loudly beats up. If you have friends over, he’s going to do shirtless push-ups right in front of them. He sleeps naked and sometimes forgets to put on clothes so you’ll be getting an eyeful whether you like it or not.

Quentin is a great roommate… except when he’s asleep, because he sleepwalks and has night terrors. When he’s awake he’s super chill, picking up after himself and letting you do your thing, occasionally asking to hang out but not minding if you say no.

Tapp will complain about the slightest bit of noise, and you’d better not be doing any drugs or underage drinking. Is the most punctual with paying rent and utility bills, and you can bet he’s always in bed by 9 pm.

Kate is tidy, but her music doesn’t have an off button. Sometimes her inspiration hits in the middle of the night, and while she tries to be quiet, she gets carried away and always ends up singing at full volume. Will also insist on throwing huge bbq parties no matter the season.

Adam is a very nice roommate. His biggest sin is being a little forgetful and sometimes leaving wet laundry in the machine until it starts to smell. He works long hours and isn’t home a lot, but still somehow manages to do his share of the housework.

Jeff tries his best not to make a mess with his art but the paint splatters are inevitable. He comes with a dog and the entire apartment is now filled with both the puppy’s and Jeff’s long hairs. Surprisingly, the death metal isn’t an issue in the slightest because he always listens to music with headphones.

Jane listens to podcasts on speaker. Is a little bit of a mom, often cooking extras so you can have some later, and even occasionally washing your laundry. Her guilty pleasure is watching corny telenovelas and you can bet your ass she’s yelling at the tv in her native tongue.

Ash is just loud. He talks to himself, laughs at shitty sitcoms and brings home random hookups to have obnoxiously loud sex. Sometimes leaves his prosthetic in odd places especially when he’s been drinking. You’ve found it in the freezer at least twice.

Nancy is mostly really neat and organized. Sometimes, she leaves research papers strewn around and you do not want to touch them or, heaven forbid, throw them away lest you want to face her wrath.

Steve is messy and a little spoiled. His room is pure chaos, and occasionally sweaty socks and basketball shorts make their way to the shared living space. The apartment always smells faintly of hairspray.

Yui constantly has her gang over, and they’re nice enough but it gets a little annoying. Constant motor oil smell from when she’s been tinkering with a bike part. Once, she even brought the entire bike indoors and you got into a fight when she tried to get rid of the couch to make room for it.

Zarina has photography and film equipment laying around the entire apartment, especially when she’s working on a project. She’s a great cook and the kitchen smells like exotic spice 24/7, so depending on your tastes that’s either the best or worst thing ever.

Cheryl means well but is a disaster. If she tries to cook, the kitchen looks like a hurricane and smells burnt, and you’ve found the laundry machine overflowing with foam more times than you can remember. You might need to parent her until she learns the ropes.

Felix is neat but doesn’t know how to relax. He’ll often pull all-nighters and passive-aggressively complain if you disturb him. Miniature buildings will appear on every available surface, especially when nearing a deadline.

[agenttommykinard]

number 40 + yusufnicolo the sappiest shit the better 🥺

Making a goofy face until they notice and laugh.

The very nature of their lifestyle meant that on occasion they would piss off the wrong people, that paired with how unnaturally longed they lived meant that capture would be inevitable. Neither of them enjoyed it - especially after Quynh - but they could survive it as long as they had each other. 

Joe was thankful that their captors hadn’t thought to separate the two of them. This would just make the rescue easier for Andy and Booker. They could handle the pain, and both men were very patient. 

They were going to get so much shit for being captured whilst in bed. Joe had enough blackmail on Booker to quiet any teasing he would have, very little shamed Andy however so Joe and Nicky would just have to deal with her inevitable ribbing. 

Seeing their two family members smiling, even at their own misfortune of being caught with their pants around their ankles, literally. 

“Kind of them to allow us our pants,” Joe says casually, switching to dutch so their captors couldn’t understand what they were saying. Joe wasn’t completely sure what their end-goal was - most likely money as history has so typically proved over and over again - but so far the two of them have been left to their own devices. 

Half naked and chained up to the ceiling but still left alone - together. 

“We should send them a fruit basket,” Nicky replies dryly, rolling his head to look at Joe, trying to smile but wincing at the tight pull of his shoulders. Joe frowns, his eyebrows furrowing together as he watches his husband try and hide the shivers racking his body. Nicky ended up being chained underneath the down vent of the building, and the air hitting Nicky’s shirtless body could be nothing but uncomfortable at the height of winter. 

If Joe wasn’t in chains, he would wrap Nicky up in his arms and as many blankets, he could find. They’d drink warm tea - Nicky would tease him about the “obscene” amount of honey Joe would use - and Joe would press lazy kisses against the underside of Nicky’s sharp jaw as they watched whatever telenovela was on at the time. 

Joe made plans to do just that when they got out. 

“Hey-” Joe says sometime later when Nicky’s eyes had slipped shut, exhaustion painted on every line of his body. Occasionally his body would spasm from a mixture of pain and cold and Joe winced in sympathy. His own arms ached and the light directly above his head was proving to give Joe one hell of a migraine. He was tired and annoyed and his husband was in pain, and Joe could not get out of his cuffs. 

He needed a distraction. 

Nicky was Joe’s favorite distraction. 

“Yo Adrian -” Joe tilts his voice in the best Rocky impersonation he could muster, his face contorted into his best Sylvester Stallon expression. Nicky opens his eyes, looking entirely unimpressed, and raises an eyebrow. 

He’s heard Joe’s Rocky Balboa of plenty of times, this wasn’t going to break Nicky’s resolve to look as bored as possible. Joe would have to try a bit harder. 

“I’ll be back-” 

Nothing. 

“Say ‘ello to my little friend.” 

Not even a snort. 

“Nobody puts Baby in a corner.” 

Joe at least got a small twitch of the lips at that one. 

He’s about to break out his best Bill Murray impersonation when a very familiar axe breaks through the door of the room they were being kept in. 

“Here’s Andy!” Joe takes advantage of the situation, lowering his voice and shouting into the room, with an impersonation that he thinks would make Jack Nicholson proud. The men who captured them scramble into action but they’re easily taken out by the combined efforts of Andy and Booker. Not being able to do anything because again, he’s chained up at the moment, he turns to check on his husband. 

Nicky is still shaking, but instead of pain or cold, it's from suppressed laughter. 

Joe counts it as a win. 

[earths-roots-grow-up]

Bad habits & cringy/embarrassing stuff Ru and Pru do HCs

APH Prussia:

flexes his muscles and kisses his biceps. He thinks he looks SO BADASS

takes shirtless selfies and puts them as avatars on his social media profiles

slurps loudly while drinking. Also burps. Good manners are not his strong suit

puts legs on other people's furniture (while wearing shoes)

dick jokes. So many dick joke (vulgar low humor in general)

shows people pictures of small Germany unprompted and tells embarassing stories about him

moves things in other ppl's houses without asking (because he wants to impose his sense of order on them)

when confronted about it never apologizes, instead is judgy

puts his things in other people's spaces (to assert dominance)

sometimes skips right to the book's end before he starts reading because he has an unhealthy need for control.

is a "I want to talk to your manager!" Karen

asks for the hottest sauce in a restaurant, then pretends he can actually eat it without crying (he can't)

laughs at his own jokes. Really loudly

interupts people during conversation and tends to dominate conversations

smokes and cusses

driving with him is a nightmare because he really loves backseat driving

APH Russia:

smokes and drinks when stressed

talks or sings to himself - it makes him look odd, but he thinks it's whimsical

stands way to close to people, no sense of personal space at all

is often late

never read a manual in its entirety and in general tends use things not the way they were meant to be used

is messy and has difficulty with keeping organization

eats junk food in the middle of the night

eats onions like apples, does not wash his teeth after

he's the guy who cuts out a triangle piece out of the middle of a pizza because he thinks that's SO FUNNY

stares off into space, sometimes in the direction of some terrified individual

Awkwardly joins group conversations bc he wants to be a part of the group, then stands there creepily not knowing what to say, or says something off color abruptly, weirding everyone out by his sudden presence.

is snobby when it comes to books and movies, citing Russian written and cinematic masterpieces in public (especially likes to judge America's reality TV, making himself out to be superior) then reads trashy romance novels and watches low budget telenovelas of the weakest sort at home

it takes hims FOREVER to say goodby when he’s leaving