#stephen stills bestie

[quicksilverdaisyday]

you guys have no idea how much i love stephen and knives’ dynamic

bonus, AKA How Stephen Should Have Reacted Upon Finding Out That Scott Was Dating A Highschooler, AKA Say Your Fucking Prayers You Stupid Ginger:

[strangersteddierthings]

Eventually Eddie tells Steve about what happened, what his friends said

Steve shows up at Gareth’s with the nail bat

Hmm... politely disagree, nonny. Steve showing up with a nail bat is insulting, especially since he and Eddie are at a point where they talk about the things that upset them. Eddie would be furious if Steve threatened his friends with physical violence.

It's Robin who shows up with the nail bat.

[nordegrafz]

what if stephen helped knives dye her hair (neither of them know what theyre doing)

[unproduciblesmackdown]

blade gunnblade !!!!!!!!

via eliza simpson:

There are no words for this true warrior. They kill me. MMM: went in for a post show hug. Me:"ow!" Asia: "oh sorry, that's my bullet necklace." 😳........ 😍

[bigkpopstan]

I wanna kiss keeho ✋

[bluegreen1]

Wanda… Wanda what are you doing Wanda? Oh please don’t kill yourself Wanda. Noooooo

[dean-isms]

dean’s ultimate nov. 5th watchlist: must-sees for your favorite angel

every reference (up through 13x11) that dean has made to or about castiel.

Partners in Crime (They’re Besties, Your Honor!):

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody (2005-2008)

Starsky and Hutch (1975-1979)*

Midnight Run (1988)

Every Which Way But Loose (1978)

Any Which Way You Can (1980)

Eric Clapton - Guitarist

Jimmy Page: Led Zeppelin*

Which Could Mean Nothing (Nice Try, Dean):

Sesame Street, Bert and Ernie (1969-Present)

Thelma and Louise (1991)

Titanic (1997)*

Saturday Night Fever (1977)

How Stella Got Her Groove Back (1998)

Angel Allegory:

Highway to Heaven (1984-1989)

The Ten Commandments (1956)

Back to the Future (1985)*

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)*

Fatal Attraction (1987)

Stairway To Heaven (Led Zeppelin, 1971)

He’s a Weird, Dorky Little Dude (Cas Comparisons):

The Hamburglar (Various Commercials)

Kojak (1963-1978)*

Perfect Strangers (1986-1993)

I Dream of Jeannie (1965-1970)*

Superman (1978)*

Sherlock Holmes (Multiple)

Stephen Stills: Crosby, Stills, and Nash*

Fantastic Four (2005, 2007)*

E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982)*

Scooby-Doo (Various Media, 1969)*

Unsuccessful Inside Jokes (Case Related Cracks):

Outbreak (1995)*

Zombieland (2009)

Pleasantville (1998)

Dr. No (1962)

The Wizard of Oz (1939)*

Soylent Green (1973)

Zero Dark Thirty (2012)*

Indiana Jones (1981, 1984, 1989, 2008, 2023)*

Breaking Bad (2008-2013)*

Three Men and a Baby (1987)*

I Shot The Sheriff (Bob Marley, 1973)*

Black Sabbath (1968-2017)

Gary Busey (Actor)

Mad Max (1979)

Rosemary’s Baby (1968)*

Date Night Ideas (Making Fun of Sam):

Terminator 2: Judgement Day (1991)*

Replicant (2001)

Blade Runner (1982)

Welcome to Humanity (Dean’s Recommendations):

The Wire (2002-2008)

Game of Thrones (2011-2019)*

Tombstone (1993)*

Castiel’s Choices:

Jenny Jones (1991-2003)

Dean’s Cowboy Fetish:

Dave Mather (Historical Figure)

Curly Bill Brocius (Historical Figure)

Wyatt Earp (Historical Figure)

Clay Allison (Historical Figure)

Kurt Russell (Actor)

Val Kilmer (Actor)

Tombstone (1993)*

Wild Bill (1995)

BONUS ENTRY COURTESY OF MEG MASTERS:

It’s A Wonderful Life (1946)

This is just updated through where I’m at on my rewatch, so I’m sure it’ll be getting some updates in the future! Unlike the Halloween watchlist, this also includes television shows and music, so have fun, maybe order a little pizza 😉, and happy November 5th!

*repeat mentions

[loveislandthegame]

my overall thoughts on season 7, writing edition: what in the world ? 😭 i cannot believe i thought this season was gonna be good. i’ll be joining rohan & S2 MC in the circus, since FB made me look like a damn clown. i don't even know where to begin

being a casa girl had so much potential, and it was something that a lot of players actually wanted, even before FB started doing these themed seasons. they really fumbled the bag here

i enjoyed casa amor. the guys were all unique, had their own dialogue, and it was cool to see their pre-established relationships (alex being the villa dad, bryson and rafa being partners in chaos, the beef between bryson & joyo) then we arrived in the villa, and it all went downhill from there:

everybody became an empty husk, so they could be forced into interchangeable roles: uma’s partner, bonnie’s partner, OG LI’s ex, loved up couple (summer/joyo or #rafne) to name a few. FB’s lazy asses ruined their own characters . why is alex, the supposed level-headed & mature one, being petty & childish af in my playthrough? 😭

MC literally had no thoughts, head empty. we barely participated in any of the challenges and games. it felt like we didn't do anything besides "get pulled for a chat" by your LI or the girls

the LI personality merge in this season was the worst it has ever been. all they do is agree with whatever you say, or tell you how great you are (gone are the days of LIs having their own interests, & getting extra dialogue because of that, like levi with artist MCs)

same problem as the most recent seasons, where MC doesn’t have friendships. she has a forced bestie, then potential LIs that sit around waiting for you to pick them, choose them, love them (they immediately disappear if you don’t pick them)

the plot made no sense at all. being a casa girl means we miss out on the first half of the season, but there were many different ways they could've shown what happened before we arrived (it couldve been something as simple as MC watching the show at home or during the jeep ride to the villa. lol) the timeline was inconsistent, so much important information was paywalled, and i’m pretty sure FB was just making shit up as they went along, since the drama with stephen and OG LI's ex genuinely came out of nowhere . he wasn’t previously mentioned in the beach hut, casa amor, nothing . his only purpose was to make the OG girl look bad.

speaking of the OG girls, what a disappointment . before we got to the villa, i honestly thought they were hinting at estelle and/or willow being LIs . even if they were forced to be our rival, they still could’ve had an interesting character arc . it would've been a lot more fun if she was like allegra, rather than OG LI's equivalent of suresh

i was gonna write, "why tf did she even make it to the finale?" but the answer is obvious : for the gem scenes. every damn volume, it's pay diamonds to upstage her, pay diamonds to clapback, pay diamonds so “your man” doesn't turn his head 🙄 it's already stupid enough, but it makes even less sense if you're not pursuing your OG LI

which leads me to the biggest problem of this season, the lack of branching. you're given the illusion of choice, everything leads to the same outcome . i didn't think it could get any worse, until i saw what happens when you choose the money . does your LI storm off? nope. they make you do the treasure hunt anyways...to win you back ??😭 MC should've called security on their ass

s7 had a promising start but ended up being a flop. it was better than s5, but that's really not saying much . i wish FB would just take their time—s1 and 2 had a whole year long gap between them. but it's clear that rushed seasons are gonna be the norm, season 8 is dropping in february . capitalism ruins everything luv x

[classickook]

in the afterglow | defender strange

pairing: defender strange x fem!reader

summary: when the sanctum’s seals malfunction, coating your home in a blanket of white, stephen offers an unexpected remedy to heat you back up.

warnings: smut (18+), kissing, cockwarming, p in v sex, creampie, swearing, stephen is a bit of a soft!dom here

word count: 2.9k

a/n: there's basically no plot to this so enjoy the smut, besties! i’ll probably go back and edit later lol

your morning did not start off well.

apparently one of the seals to the rotunda of gateways had malfunctioned—how? you had no idea—and of course it had to be the very door that lead to siberia where a blistering storm of sharp ice crystals and blizzarding flakes charged their way into the sanctum and swept across every surface.

stephen had checked the series of doors as soon as he (literally) caught wind of the slip-up and recast the seals, ensuring they were done correctly, but it was too late. the sanctum was a winter wonderland in the middle of summer and there was no way to speed along the melting process as there was far too much snow and ice that coated the furniture, walls, and floorboards. 

stephen requested wong’s assistance to cast every spell known to the mystic arts in an attempt to return the sanctum back to normal, but it appeared there was only so much magic could do.

you would have to wait, the normal way, for the ice to melt. 

what was the point of magic if it couldn’t solve all of your problems?

after hours upon hours of useless attempts, stephen had finally relieved wong of his duties and encouraged him to return to kamar-taj until the sanctum’s seals were firmly restored and the ice had melted. as sorcerer supreme, stephen shouldered the responsibility of monitoring the sanctum in the meantime. he had offered the same option to you, suggesting that the warmth and comfort of kamar-taj would be far more pleasant than the frosty tundra of the sanctum, but you insisted on staying with him. 

stephen allowed you to stay, though he worried about you being too cold or possibly developing hypothermia the longer you were exposed to such icy temperatures. you had teased that you were lucky to be dating a doctor, but he didn’t seem to find the joke very amusing when it was at the expense of your health and safety.

he chose for the two of you to spend the remainder of the day in your shared bedroom, the sorcerer anxiously flitting about and making adjustments to ensure it would be as comfortable as possible, given the circumstances. 

a scarred hand waved over the fireplace until the wooden logs sparked to life, igniting a warm glow throughout the room that fought its way past the arctic environment. he also conjured up a bowl of steaming soup and mug of hot liquid that smelled faintly of hot chocolate for you in an effort to at least warm up your belly. you smiled at the gesture and at the way he fretted over your well-being. 

doctor stephen strange, master of the mystic arts, sorcerer supreme, and member of the defenders was a total sweetheart.

even after downing both the soup and hot chocolate, it still wasn’t enough to heat you up completely, the after effects only lasting so long. 

“still cold?” stephen asked from his armchair. he had positioned it in front of the fireplace along with the sofa you were currently lying on, but it wasn’t quite enough.

you nodded in answer to his question, noticeably shivering despite the oversized blanket draped over your shoulders. 

he pouted in thought before an idea popped into his head. “let me warm you up then,” he said with a conspiratorial grin as he stretched out his arms and beckoned you toward him. “come here, sweet girl.”

you tightened the blanket around your figure as you stood from the sofa and crept your way across the cold floorboards until you reached stephen’s chair. you shivered again as you waited for him to instruct you on what to do next. “well?” you asked, teeth chattering audibly.

“come here,” he repeated, spreading his legs to you and then patting his lap expectantly.

you arched a brow but did as he said, moving closer until you stood between his legs. you balanced your hands on his shoulders as you positioned your thighs on either side of him, easing down onto his lap while his scarred hands guided you with gentle touches against the backs of your thighs. his head tilted back to watch you, his cerulean eyes intense and unwavering. once you settled onto him, stephen then wrapped your blanket over the two of you, forming a sort of cocoon of warmth and safety around you as your body hunched into his.

he experimentally rocked his hips up into you and you released a shaky breath as you felt the hardening bulge between his thighs brush against your clothed slit.

“that’s my good girl,” he murmurmed. “do you trust me?” 

you nodded, the top of your head just barely visible from where you were nestled beneath the blanket. 

“good,” stephen said with an affectionate laugh as he began to untie the strings of your sweatpants, “i’ll warm you right up.”

“how are you going to do that?”

his lips twitched at the corners. “i might have an idea. lift your hips for me, baby.”

you did as he instructed, rising just enough for him to slide your sweatpants and panties down in one swift motion. your cunt clenched as the cold air nipped at your skin, feeling wholly exposed and even colder than before. “how is this going to warm me up?” you whined.

“patience,” he said before pushing down his own pants, his cock springing free from the confines of his underwear, until the two of you were bare at the waists. his hands spread your legs open as he pulled you onto him, a sharp hiss pushing past your clenched teeth at feeling his hardened cock nudging at your entrance. “trust me,” he coaxed gently. stephen then thumbed at your clit, his fingers surprisingly warm as he played with you, loosening your muscles against the frostiness of the air. “feel okay?”

you bit your lip and nodded silently, relaxing your abdominals as you felt him slide past your walls and stretch you open. the ministrations of his fingers against your clit must have done the trick because he easily slid inside you without any trouble or discomfort. he was always so fucking good with his fingers; he could turn you into a puddle of goo within seconds, it seemed.

“mmm,” you hummed as your eyes fluttered closed, basking in the warmth that started to unfurl in your lower belly. “feels really good, stephen.”

“good,” he said, obviously pleased from the way the skin beneath his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled at you. he gently grasped your chin between his thumb and index finger, beckoning you down to meet his awaiting lips. he pressed a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth before pulling back with a frown. “your lips are freezing, baby.”

“warm them up then, doctor,” you said teasingly, referring back to his earlier statement.

he playfully nipped at your chin before slotting his mouth against yours, his lips surprisingly soft and warm despite the sanctum’s frigid temperatures. his tongue slipped past the seam of your lips and delved inside, licking into your mouth and eliciting a delicious heat to spread throughout your body. 

“how are you so warm?” you murmured against his mouth, tightening your grip on him and bringing your body as close to him as humanly possible. 

“i might have used a few spells to help,” he said with a mischievous grin. “anything i can do to warm you up.” he adjusted his hold on you, coaxing your limbs to wrap around him. “just think of me as your personal heater.”

you hummed as you tucked your hands beneath his shirt to soak up his body heat.

in turn, stephen’s hands crept beneath your sweater to make contact with the soft skin of your back, the rough calluses and scars scratching lightly, though not painfully, as he rubbed circles along your back in an effort to spread more warmth into your frigid form. you felt a twinge of heat radiating off of his palms, far warmer than what would be considered normal, especially given the circumstances, so you assumed he was using some sort of heating spell. maybe magic was good for something, after all.

your cunt stretched around him and you basked in the feeling of his cock filling you up, stuffing you completely until your walls quivered and squeezed him further inside, locking him into place. you had never been this intimate with him before. sure, the two of you have had sex numerous times, but this was something entirely different; instead of fucking each other to completion, you moved soft and slow, barely doing anything, actually.

stephen groaned as you subconsciously clenched around him. “you feel so fucking good, baby.”

“so do you.”

he breathed out a laugh, rubbing your hips and then pinching you there lightly.

you peered up at him from where you were tucked into his side, admiring the mole on the column of his throat and the sharp angle of his jaw on display thanks to his ponytail. you certainly liked the style, especially tugging on it playfully (or not so playfully), but you would always prefer his hair loose. decidedly, you reached up to release his ponytail, the salt and pepper hair you loved so much falling to his shoulders like glistening silk, and then secured the hair tie around your wrist. 

he chuckled at your antics, the sound of it shooting down your spine. “better?”

you nodded into the crook of his neck, smiling to yourself as his hair brushed against your cheek. 

you basked in the comfort that he offered you, feeling warm with him buried inside you and wrapped around you—up until he shifted his hips without warning, that is. you rolled your hips in retaliation, but moaned at the sensation, wanting to rock against him even further until all you could feel was him.

he tsked softly. “hold still, baby.” 

“stephen, i can’t—”

“yes, you can,” he cooed in your ear. “my baby can do anything, can’t she?” his teeth left blossoms of purple and pink along the underside of your jaw as he nipped and sucked at your skin. “my sweet girl,” he rasped. 

“please, stephen.”

“please what, baby? not warm enough yet?” 

you shook your head against his shoulder. 

“use your words,” he chided you. “what do you want, sweet girl?”

“want you to warm me up,” you mumbled. 

“and how would you like me to do that?”

you chewed at your bottom lip. “i want you to make me cum.” your cheeks flamed at being so openly vocal about what you wanted him to do to you. you weren’t used to it, but stephen would always want to hear you say it, nonetheless. 

“what was that?” he asked cheekily. you knew he heard you the first time, smug bastard. 

“make me cum, stephen.”

“good girl,” he said proudly, then lifted your hips off of him until he was almost completely out of you before guiding you back down, rolling his cock into your wet heat in lazy strokes. you moaned as he moved you to rock against his lap, doing all the work while repetitively pulling you up and down, his hips lifting to meet you, sinking further into your cunt each time.  

this wasn’t fucking, you realized in your blissed-out state; stephen was making love to you, taking time to worship your body, achingly slow and sweet. you couldn’t help the smile that stretched across your face. 

“what is it?” stephen asked, speaking past the deep groan rising in his throat at feeling you so tight and warm around him. 

“nothing,” you breathed.

“tell me, baby.”

you bit your lip. “you’re making love to me,” you admitted sheepishly. 

stephen’s hips paused, his cock twitching inside of you. “i always make love to you.”

you shook your head. “this is different. i can’t explain it, but it feels different.”

“good different?” he asked with an almost nervous edge to his voice. 

you hummed in agreement. “a very good different,” you confirmed, leaning forward to press your lips against his. “i love you, stephen.”

you felt him smile into the kiss. “i love you, too, sweet girl,” he replied, and it tasted like honey on your tongue. 

your hips stuttered as if paying no mind to the heart-to-heart you were having with stephen. his grip on you tightened in response. “please make me cum, stephen,” you repeated against his lips. 

the corner of his mouth pulled up into a smirk. “gladly.” he continued his ministrations, hands gripping your hipbones as he shifted his hips up into yours. 

your mouth opened in silent pleasure, loving every second of what he was doing to you, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching as he gradually sped up the pace. “stephen—”

“that’s it,” he cooed. “that’s a good girl. cum on my cock, baby. show me just how good i’m making you feel.”

a low moan bubbled its way up your throat at his words and the way he was moving inside you, his cock kissing your cervix as he breached the spongy tissue that always made you see stars. 

with one final stroke, a flash of white suddenly clouded your vision as heat rushed from the roots of your hair to the tips of your toes. “fuck, stephen,” you whined pathetically and tugged on his hair in an effort to ground yourself. 

your orgasm didn’t rip through you like a vicious current as it usually did when the two of you had sex, this time, it felt like the steady climb up a hill, creeping its way up to the top until it surpassed the peak and glided back down in sweet relief. 

stephen quickly followed right after, a deep groan pushing past his lips and the vibration of it rumbled against your chest as you felt your combined arousal leak out of your cunt from where he was stuffing you full, cum dripping from between your legs onto the chair beneath you. 

the sound of stuttered panting and the squelching of your joined bodies filled the otherwise silent room. “god, y/n,” he choked out, “you’re so fucking perfect. look at that,” he said, tipping your chin down to glance at where the two of you were connected and how his cum pooled between the cradle of your thighs. 

heat crept up your neck and into your cheeks at the obscenity of it, but your cunt clenched once your brain caught up and processed what you were looking at. 

obviously, stephen felt that. “fuck,” he hissed as you clenched around him again. his cock had already started to soften inside of you as the two of you settled in the afterglow of your orgasms, but you still felt so full of him, like he was touching every inch of you, and your body ached for him to move again; your brain, however, wasn’t quite up to it. 

your eyelashes fluttered against the tops of your cheeks as your vision grew foggy in your blissed-out state. “sorry,” you said sheepishly, ducking your head beneath his chin. 

he chuckled into your hair. “don’t apologize, baby. just give me a few minutes.”

you quietly giggled into the crook of his neck as you relaxed into him, releasing a sigh of contented relief. “i don’t think i can go again. ‘m too sleepy.” your eyes fluttered closed as drowsiness settled over you. 

“yeah? you tired?” the deep baritone of his voice brushed against the shell of your ear. 

you silently nodded, lovingly rubbing your cheek against the scruff of his beard. 

“ready to go to bed, then?”

your head shook back and forth this time. “don’t wanna leave you,” you mumbled as you lazily clung onto his neck with your remaining energy. you felt completely relaxed and drained, ready to be coaxed to sleep but not wanting to be separated from him. 

stephen chuckled before standing from his chair, arms tucked under your bare ass as he coaxed your legs to wrap around him, fingers digging into the fat of your thighs, his cock still buried deep inside you, eliciting a sleepy whine to escape your lips.

“it’s okay, i’ve got you.” he somehow managed to walk the two of you over to the bed, flicking his fingers in a quick motion that pulled the sheets and blankets down, the soft material looking so inviting to your spent form.

he sat on the edge of the bed with you still attached to his lap. you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck and sighed sleepily. “i have to clean you up, baby,” he whispered in your ear.

you barely managed to hum in response, but he took it as a sign to continue. he gently pulled out of you, eliciting a hiss from you once the heat of him was gone, but he quickly replaced it with a warm cloth, wiping away the mess before tucking you beneath the covers. he snuggled up behind you and wrapped a strong arm around your waist, fingers lightly tracing along the sensitive skin of your belly and kissing your shoulder.

“warm enough now?” he asked softly.

you nodded, hair brushing across your pillow as sleep pulled you in, the snowy landscape of the sanctum long forgotten now that you were blissfully warmed by your coupling, the crackling fireplace, and the arms of your lover.

stephen strange taglist: @singhfae @ironstrange1991 @slvtforstr4nge @strangeobsessed @lucywrites02

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[theosconfessions]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

ahh thanks for the ask lovey! im going to do it with your fave guy haha !

Theo Kline

Theo is HIV+ [everything is fine on that end. he keeps up with drs appointments/meds..mostly in part at first because of dusty but more recently because he wants to be healthy for dusty as long as he can]

Theo has been married 3 times in his life.the current marriage obviously being the only successful one but other fun fact is his husband is besties with is first wife.go figure. small world.

Theo is 6'2 even in his old age. shrinkage anywhere? not for this guy

Hes still not big on being a dad. He has two young twins with his husband and i think thats been difficult for him. Hes trying but he finds it hard to relate to them. How to handle things when theyre being difficult and even praising them when theyre not. He was around for riv/robin/scar but Dusty was way more present. being retired [when hes not hosting scars bc] is pretty difficult for him. because of that his relationship with the twins isnt great and we'll see more of that as the stephens picks back up after we get further down the line.

I keep teasing this but Dusty found out about some kids Theo has that he wasnt aware of...

[wint3r-h3art]

Hi Linda! Do you still take requests? I have this idea of mine that I couldn't put it into writing 😂

So, we always read about Stephen fanfics, y/n is always the one who gets overstimulated during sex right? What if we turn things around, we get a dom y/n and stephen get overstimulated, coaxing him to give you another right after he's done it?

Beg For It | Armani!Strange

Summary: If he wants it, he needs to beg for it.

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: brain rotting smut ahead. dom/sub undertone, sub & dom Strange, breasts play, blow job, male ejaculation, face sitting, choking, unprotected vaginal sex

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

Dr. Strange Masterlist

A/N: Stephen Strange is entering his slut era 😌 I always wanted to write sub!Strange, so this is me putting my whole 🐱 into this fic! I must confess that writing a man that usually exudes dom energy and making him switch to a sub was quite a challenge. I did sneak in dom!Strange at the end there because let’s face it, he’s not going to let you have full control for the whole session. If you enjoyed my works, comment and reblog are greatly appreciated and encouraged. I love reading about your thots, besties 💛

*** Do not copy, repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!

Stephen Strange wasn’t the kind of man to be led by his dick. Tonight though was different.

He was weaving through the crowded Gala like a predator. His senses and determination zoned in on you the moment he caught a glimpse of you here. All of his rationality flew out of the window. His focus was absolute.

After what felt like ages ago and perhaps three glasses of Martini later, he finally found you standing alone on the balcony with a glass of drink in hand, looking like an absolute goddess tonight. Strange took a leap of faith and stepped out of the crowded room, strutting his way to you like a man on a mission. 

He knew he wasn’t going home alone tonight because hell–if he has to beg you, he’ll do it.

You glanced over your shoulder as you heard footsteps approaching you were met with his hungry look. His cerulean eyes drifted to the swell of your ass briefly before his heated gaze drifted back to your face. He was beyond starving, you thought amusingly to yourself. His desires practically seeped out of his pores. 

Every gaze and every gesture was done with an intent to woo you out of your clothes tonight, and you were loving every second of it. After all, Stephen Strange was decked out in his custom Armani as usual. Not a single hair on his head was out of place. 

He didn’t come to this party to play. He came here to win.

“I’m starting to think you’re following me, doctor,” you said softly. You could feel your own arousal pooling in your panties as you stood there staring at him a moment too long. You quickly tore your gaze away reluctantly when his gaze locked on yours. 

You tried telling yourself not to show him how you really feel of course.  He broke your heart once before, so was it even worth it to play this little game with him? 

The thing is, you liked the chase, and the idea of the good doctor pinning after your attention didn’t sound so bad. You crave it–hell, you need it. Oh to be the object of his desire. Who would have thought how the table has turned?

“You’re quite a difficult woman to find,” he said slowly as he took a few steps forward until he was standing beside you. The smell of his cologne warfed over you, flooding all of your senses with nothing but him. Every molecule in your body hummed at the warm and inviting masculine smell.

“Perhaps you weren’t looking hard enough.” A smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you turned to face him now. 

“Or perhaps, you didn’t want me to find you,” he countered with a courteous smile before bringing his glass of martini up to his lips. You watched him under your lashes, the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his drink. The sight made your mouth salivate.

“Perhaps,” you said softly, hiding a smile on your lips. “What does the famous Dr.Strange want from someone like me? Is it business or pleasure?” Your fingers grazed his suit just enough to leave him aching for more. 

“I told you many times before to call me Stephen,” he said as he suddenly clasped your hand in his. Heat flooded your face as you became more hyper-aware of his presence here with you. Anticipation was like a loaded gun as you braced for his next move. 

“You know exactly what I want.”

You shivered at the way his voice suddenly dropped an octave lower. No man should have this sort of power over you, yet here he was in the flesh–the good ol’ sorcerer himself. 

“Oh? Care to remind me, doctor. The last time we spoke you weren’t so much of getting over Christine yet,” you spoke carefully not to tread over old wounds. As much as you enjoyed the little cat and mouse game, you weren’t so heartless as to intentionally hurt his feelings. At the same time, you were guarded with yours. “And I’m not looking for a man with a commitment issue.”

Stephen didn’t miss the bitterness in your voice. “I’m a changed man.”

His admission excited you. Every part of you hummed as he took another step closer. Stephen brought your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles almost too gently. Only then that you realize you forgot to breathe as you exhale through your nose.

“Oh? What changes your mind, doctor?” 

Stephen stiffened when you suddenly leaned in closer to him. He could feel his cock twitch in his pants at the way you were looking at him at that moment. Something in him stirred and he wanted nothing more than to feel you underneath him. 

“Plus, you like control too much, doctor. I’m too old to fight for what I want.”

Stephen chuckled softly, his hand slowly sliding down the nape of your neck, holding you there in place, forcing you to look at him. The pure possessiveness in his touch alone awakened the raw hunger within you and made you want more. Every cell of your body craved him, and you felt like you were about to combust if you didn't have him now.

Need blossoming at the pit of your stomach as the dull ache between your thighs became apparent. He was too damn close, but at the same time, not enough. You wanted more–oh so much more from him.

Your gaze flickered between his piercing eyes and his lips, wishing and wanting to taste him. Stephen didn’t miss that as he slowly leaned in till his lips were barely inches away from yours. 

Your heart hammered against your chest as your nipples tightened and strained against your thin dress. You could practically inhale the taste of martini on his breath. It made your pulse raise, and your pussy ached.

“I’ll give you whatever you want willingly, so there is no need for you to fight for it.”

You were practically drenching your panties at this point as you stood there and stared up at him. “Really? What’s the catch?”

Stephen chuckled. He found it endearing how you tried to play hard to get with him. He understood it well enough. He wasn’t a great man before—not that he was any better now, but he had been better for the most part. A bit too late to get your attention, but he always loved a good challenge. It made life less boring. 

“Be mine,” he said simply yet confidently. 

You chuckled. “Oh, Stephen. Stephen, Stephen, Stephen. My darling, Stephen. It’s not that simple to just be yours.”

He knew that you were still hurt by his last rejection. “What can I do to make you mine then?”

“Does the good Dr. Strange like to be told what to do?”

The question surprised him and intrigued him. No one ever dared to try to control him, let alone be in charge of the bedroom department. 

“Depends on what you mean by that?”

“You know exactly where I’m going with this, Stephen,” you said softly. Fingers danced across the plane of his hard chest. Stephen found himself sucking in his breath as he looked at you cautiously. His pulse raised to the point where all he heard was his own heartbeat. “I want you on your knees for me, begging me, will you be able to do that?”

Stephen wasn’t used to your directness and your words took him out by surprise. His cock was throbbing at the thought of being on his knees, worshiping you with everything he had. Every fiber of his being hummed and buzzed with a need that he had never felt before. 

The act of submission to a woman like you thrilled him—it made his pulse raise. He wanted it. 

“When do we start?”

Stephen wasn’t being coy anymore.

He was harder than a rock by the time he conjured a portal straight to your place.

You silently lead him to your bedroom. Every step you took, you could feel his eye burning into your back, and you enjoyed every moment of it. 

You began to lower the straps of the dress off your shoulders first before pulling the thin fabric down till it pooled at your feet. Stephen watched you tentatively stepping out of it. The gentle tap of your high heels clicking on the wooden floor made his throat go dry.

“See what you like?”

He wasn’t ashamed of staring. You were after all a beautiful woman. Hell, this was the only time he probably got to properly look at you with his sanity intact. 

“I would like it even more if I get to touch you too,” he commented. His voice was a bit lower now as lust coated every syllable. You noticed his bulge and you knew he was down bad for you.

“If you’re going to be a good boy tonight, you will get more than touching, doctor.” 

Stephen didn’t miss your sultry voice as you made your way to him, pushing him back till the back of his knees hit the mattress.

He allowed you to push him down until he was sitting. A curious gaze looked up to you as you gently hooked a finger around his tie and slowly loosen it. His heart was practically drumming against his ears once you slid the thin strip of fabric off of his neck.

His heated gaze burns hotter than the light of a thousand suns as you move to straddle his hips. You could see him swallowing hard by the way his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. With a smirk, you pushed your chest forward, placing your taut nipples directly in his face.

Strange swallowed hard. He was practically throbbing in his pants as his gaze locked on yours. He was horrified at the creature he’d become if he dared to let his gaze drift down to meet your supple flesh.

“Do you want to touch me, doctor?”

He nodded though you could feel his control slowly slipping by his measured nod.

“Will you be a good boy and listen to me?”

Stephen nodded again, and this made you smile. He was being so good for you that you couldn’t help but push this further. Perhaps this was a suitable arrangement after all.

“Touch me, doctor. Use your hands and your mouth to please me.”

Stephen didn’t miss your command. His large hands slid up your ribcage and cupped your breasts. He kneaded the soft mounds gently, squeezing them and squeezing them until your buds became taut.

You watched tentatively as his mouth slowly descended on your nipple and your eyes drifted shut as you reveled in the sensations that were bubbling up from every suckle and every lick by his mouth.

Every part of your body felt like it was on fire as his tongue flickered and slid over your sensitive nub, and you could feel yourself rocking your hips against him. A soft moan slipped past your lips when you pressed down against his bulge. The sudden pleasure shot through your molten core, making you clench and unclench against the emptiness.

You wanted more–No, you needed more. 

Deft hand moved to his hair, grabbing him by a handful and yanking him slightly so that you could look at him as his tongue was still on your taut bud.

His eyes twinkled underneath the dim light like a pair of stars as he gazed up. His teeth nipped, his tongue swirled, and then he sucked at it before he licked it over again. His fingers pinched and pulled at your other nipple until you gasped and melted in his arms.

A soft sigh slipped past your lips at the way the sensation spread throughout your body. His hand then moved southward to the swell of your ass. 

“No, not yet, darling,” you said softly as you swiftly pulled away from him. You could see the hurt in his eyes but you remained firm. “I want to play with you first.”

He could feel his heart flutter when you stepped away and began to unbutton his shirt. Stephen let out a sharp exhale through his nose when he felt your hand on his skin, scorching whatever part of your touch. 

When he was completely bare as you are, you moved to straddle his lap once more. This time you made sure to push him down till you were seated on top of him. You watched him carefully as you reached behind you to stroke at his length.

He was like velvet wrapped on steel–he was hot and so hard for you by the time you started touching him. It made you wonder how long you could have made him wait for you. His hard stomach twitch and contract below you every time you touched him, almost as if he was slipping out of whatever control he had left. 

Stephen started to moan almost pathetically as you continued stroking him. His legs fell asunder, body strained beneath you while his lips parted. Low moaning noises emitted from deep within as you work him up. 

“You like that, don’t you, doctor?” you asked. “But do you know what would be better?”

“What?” he asked, watching you move till you were between his spread thighs. His voice was hoarse and rough as he stared up at you almost in a daze. His hair was now falling over his face, lips slightly parted. He was holding his breath as his eyes followed you, and the noise that came out next sounded like a dying man.

Instead of answering him, you took his length in your hand and began stroking him. This time you dipped your head and your tongue flicked over the fat tip of his cock, lapping in at the small pearl of fluid that was leaking out of the slit. 

His thighs twitched in response every time your fingers grazed at the soft sacs of his balls. His moaning sounded more and more like an animal by how low and deep it rumbled in his chest.

Smirking, you licked along the underside of his cock, letting your tongue trace the veins that ran the underside of his length. A string of incoherent words fell from his lips as he was holding onto the sheet till his knuckles turned white.

Feeling bolder and obviously encouraged by his reaction, you licked all the way down to the soft sacs. You eyed him tentatively as he slowly unraveled before you. Your tongue flicked over the soft, delicate flesh then you licked your way up to the tip, sucking at it so lewdly that it was the only thing that Stephen could hear in his state of mind.

At this point, Stephen was panting and writhing beneath you. 

“Please, Y/N.” 

It sounded more like a moan the more you flicked your tongue over his pink, bulbous head. You didn’t respond to him, instead, you continued to tease him by licking over the slit.

“Please,” he begged again, his knuckles were aching because of how hard he was clenching on the sheet.

“Tell me what you want, doctor?” you cooed as you stroked him. “I want you to beg for it.”

“Please, f-fuck me with your mouth, Y/N.”

You hummed with satisfaction before you wrapped your lips around his cock once more. The warm wetness of your mouth felt wondrous around his molten steel. He swore he was seeing stars at this point by how heavenly your mouth felt around him.

Whatever sanity he has was gone when you began to bob your head up and down his stiffness. Stephen was reduced to a panting mess every time you hollow your cheeks in and created a suction around his length. 

You were sucking him so deep to the base that you could feel yourself gagging. His breathing became ragged as he slowly began to thrust, but you stopped him and gave him a warning look.

Stephen mumbled sorry in between his panting as you sucked his literal soul out of him. Your hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently in your hand, and he exhaled sharply through his nose. You gazed up to see his liquid sapphires melted into your by the dim light. 

He knew he wasn’t going to last if you continued to do this time. Every cell of his body felt like it was about to explode as he ascended higher and higher–

Then it stopped.

Stephen’s eyes shot open to find you pulled away from him with a loud pop. 

“I call the shot, big boy. You don’t get to come till I come,” you smirk as you crawl your way up to him. “It feels so good, doesn't it?” you asked, clearly teasing him by the way your palm slowly traced the hard ridges of his abdomen. 

Stephen nodded. He was clearly breathing hard as he laid there, feeling so needy and horny for you. You crawled up until you were not seated on his chest. 

Stephen’s hand gently slid up and down your thighs. The contrast of the softness and roughness of his palm made you shiver as you stared down. You wanted him to lick his lips as his eyes drifted down to the juncture between your thighs. 

“See something you like?” you asked, but your voice came no more than a breath as your hand moved to cup his face. “Make me feel good too, doctor. Make me come all over you.”

“Please, let me taste you.”

You leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “If you insist”

You slowly sank yourself down onto his face. A sharp hiss left your lips from the feel of his beard scratching and burning the delicate skin of your inner thighs, but it slowly turned into a moan when you felt his tongue licking along the seam of your folds before delving into your heat.

Stephen moaned deep within his chest as his tongue slid inside you as deep as he could before pulling it out and circling at your clit. He flicked and swirled his tongue around that bud.

Stephen didn’t stop until your fingers wrapped around his hair and swiftly pulled his head away to look at him. His eyes glimmered in delight at the way you were panting as hard as he was. His tongue continued to work you till he could feel your wall start to flutter around his tongue.

Even then, he was relentless in his pursuit to bring you to your pleasure, fucking you with shallow penetration till you moaned on top of him. He concentrated on that one spot that made you squirm above him, and only then that you feel your orgasm hit you–made you strained above him as your thighs clamped around his head. 

You could feel him moaning underneath you as he drank you up. The slight vibration from the noise alone made you gush out right on top of him, and Stephen drank you up greedily till there was no more. You slumped on top of him. His hands were on your thighs again, lazily tracing your skin. 

You didn’t know how long you stayed there. Stephen never complained despite the fact that his dick was harder than steel. 

You moved above him. The tip of your breasts brushed against the hard plane of his chest. You could hear him hissing at the contrast of your skin against his. Your belly rubbed against his as you grasped his length and lined the head of his cock against your swollen entrance before you began to impale yourself on his rigid length.

You let out a throaty moan, welcoming his hot hardness as he stretched you out so deliciously. You stared down at him and concentrated on nothing else but the sound of Stephen Strange moaning and panting below you. 

The sound of his passion, the scent of your sex mingled in the small room, and the pure desire and devotion in his eyes alone–all melted and wounded tightly at the pit of your stomach.

Your hand found his neck while the other was used to brace your body. Slowly, you curled your delicate fingers around him as you rode him. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. His lips parted at the way your hand felt around him. And as if it was possible, his cock felt like it was swelling even more inside you, stretching you out to the absolute limit. 

You rocked on top of him, rubbing against his pelvic bone. He was so deep inside you that you could feel the tip of his cock rubbing against that one spot that made you moan out wantonly. Your concentration was fixed on your pleasure and yours only as you focused all of your energy on that one spot, rocking your hips faster and harder. Your thighs were burning. Your muscles were trembling at the effort, but you didn’t care. You were so close once again–just a little more.

Your fingers continued to wrap around his neck tighter, and Stephen could feel himself getting closer as well. To say that he was enjoying this was an understatement as he was rocking his hips to meet yours, pushing you further and further until his fingers gripped your hips and pulled you down roughly.

Stephen grunted–the noise that came out of his mouth sounded more like a feral beast than a man. His body arched on the bed, thrusting deep into your needy heat. Like a spark of flames, your release came hard, sending the scorching flames to every nerve ending inside your body till you were slumped on top of him.

Stephen was still breathing hard below you. His hand reached out to touch your face. It took you a couple of seconds before you could catch your breath. 

“You ok?” he asked, he looked at you almost anxiously as if he had hurt you when in reality you were just using him to reach the best orgasm of your life.

“I’m ok,” you said breathlessly, though your legs felt like jelly. 

As you made a move to pull yourself out, Stephen stopped you. The look on his face changed. There was something dangerous and possessive about it that made your skin prick with goosebumps.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

Before you could process what was happening, Stephen had you on your hands and knees. His hand was around your neck, pulling your back so he could kiss you from behind.

He kissed with much possessiveness that you knew he was capable of, and before you realized it, you felt his cock entering you once more as he moaned against your mouth. He quickly tore his lips away from yours, leaving wanting more. 

Grasping you by the hips, Stephen slammed into you over and over again. Just when you thought you could feel all of him before, this time was different–this time, you could feel every inch of his cock rubbing back and forth against that sweet spot deeper and harder than ever before. The constant pressure was driving you crazy as your hips snapped back to meet him every time he pulled you back.

“Stephen…” you managed to speak only to be cut off by a loud gasp when he withdrew himself all the way back before slamming his dick all the way back inside your slick heat.

Your entire body felt like it was shattering into pieces as he brought you to another orgasm. Every part of your body felt like it was dying and reborn instantaneously as you spasm below him. 

Stephen continued to fuck you and used you as you had used him earlier. His hand gripped around your neck the same way that you have done to him, holding you still as he thrust into you. His breath tortured before he let out a gasp. He was riding you so hard and so intensely that every grip of his fingertips might as well burn onto your skin.

Stephen came with a groan as he thrust deeper, rolling his hips against yours. His cock swelled and pulsed, and before you knew it, he quickly pulled himself out and squirted his seed all over your ass cheeks. 

Everything in the room felt like it was nothing but a blur in a milky haze as both of you lay there, panting and bathing in the afterglow of your orgasm.

“So…” he started as you turned to face him. Perspiration dampened your forehead as you stared into his eyes. They were once again twinkling like a pair of morning stars underneath the dim light. Everything inside the room felt quiet once more as your focus was on one another.

“So,” you repeated.

“Are you going to be mine like you said you were?”

You smiled at him, but you didn’t answer him.

“I’ll let you boss me around again,” he added. This caught your attention.

“Oh? Are you just saying that just to get me or are you being serious?”

“I’ll let you tie me up.”

You chuckled. “Since when you are into trying up?”

“Since you,” he said before taking your face in his hands and giving you a toe-curling kiss. “I love this side of you, and I can’t wait to see more.”

“Me too, doctor. Me too. I can’t wait for you to beg for it again.”

[boybff]

wait hiiiii hi hello bestie i didn’t know u like video essays!! i’ve been trying to find more to watch recently, do u have any other recs? about any topic 👀

HIIIIII bestie Robin, are you ready?? After harvesting my Youtube subscription and liked video lists here is what I have compiled. I'm gonna put my current top 5 video recommendations and then the rest of the list, under the cut, is organized by creator.

Why Are There So Many Confederate Vampires

The art of religious interpretation (midnight mass vs god’s not dead)

Defunctland: Walt Disney's City of the Future, E.P.C.O.T.

Hogwarts Legacy, JK Rowling, and Trans Advocacy

Cultural Inspirations in Avatar: The Last Airbender Book 1 - Water 

CHANNELS

biz barclay - hilarious, brilliant, my best friend who drinks wine and weaves me long insightful stories while sitting on the dresser or in the bathtub. The vast amount of knowledge, historical 

understanding snapewives: religion, fandom, sociology, & erotica

Goncharov (1973) video essay

The art of religious interpretation (midnight mass vs god’s not dead)

Xiran Jay Zhao - Author of one of my FAVE YA novels, “Iron Widow” (which is a MUST read). I always want more avatar content that focuses on cultural inspirations from trusted sources. Xiran taught me so much about the avatar universe I already loved as well as valuable critiques. They also do retellings of historical events such as- Bisexual Han Dynasty Emperors and Forgotten Warrior Queen - Fu Hao.

Cultural Inspirations in Avatar: The Last Airbender Book 1 - Water 

Cultural Inspirations in Avatar: The Last Airbender Book 2 - Earth 

Cultural Inspirations in Avatar: The Last Airbender Book 3 - Fire 

Fundie Fridays - Jen, a leftist queer feminist, and her husband James examine different aspects of Christian fundamentalism, American conservative politics and pop culture. She has remade a lot of her older videos so make sure to watch the updated versions! She was also featured in the Amazon docuseries “Shiny Happy People” which I would HIGHLY recommend. 

Vacation Bible School of Rock (3 part video series History of Contemporary Christian Music)

Ken Ham’s Creation Museum & Ark Encounter

Ask a Mortician - Caitlin Doughty!!! The adult Wednesday Addams we should have got. So compassionate, informed, and moving!! I love her work and she has taught me so much about what it means to have a relationship with death and grief. Her work deals with heavy topics and you can tell she does this work from a deeply respectful, informed place. 

The Lake That Never Gives Up Her Dead

Let’s Visit the Churches Made of Human Skulls

Why are Black and White Funeral Homes STILL Separate? With Dr. Kami Fletcher

Iconic Corpse Series

Princess Weekes -  Nuanced video essays on pop culture, race, feminism, and other social issues. Takes time to break down complex concepts, their origins and material consequences. The essay on confederate vampires and the connection later made to sci-fi media like Firefly were so paradigm shifting to me!

Why Are There So Many Confederate Vampires

The Magical Negroes of Stephen King

Ro Ramdin - Poetic, biting, and introspective essays on pop culture. 

Do Celebrities Hate Their Fans? (Doja Cat, Frank Ocean)

Hogwarts Legacy, JK Rowling, and Trans Advocacy

DefunctLand- History of extinct theme parks and themed entertainment experiences. 

Defunctland: Walt Disney's City of the Future, E.P.C.O.T.

Disney Channel’s Theme: A History Mystery

Mina Le - Fashion, movies and pop culture

WHY IS EVERYTHING SO UGLY: The Curse of Modernism

FAIRYTALE COSTUMES: it’s giving renfaire but why?

Quinton Reviews - Extensive videos covering niche topics, most popular for Nickelodeon deep dive retrospectives.

How Documentaries Lie to You

The ICarly/Victorious Saga Playlist

TheEpicNate315 - yea i fucking love endless hours of useless skyrim lore because the conspiracies are so deep and I have to do 0 of the research to get all of the information years of scouts worked to piece together! 

The Skyrim Mysteries Iceberg (Part 1 of 4)

The Fallout Mysteries Iceberg (Part 1 of 2, incomplete series)

Mike’s Mic - Silly, goofy, and thorough breakdowns of nostalgic TV shows

Any of his unhinged recaps - LOST, Pretty Little Liars, Glee

Tiffanyferg - Media criticism and commentary

Internet Analysis Series 

Zoë Ligon - sex educator, artist, and writer, who also owns SpectrumBoutique.com, a health and education oriented sex toy store. Such a special place in my heart for her!! Her bondage mini-documentary with Midori was so touching. 

Sex Stuff | Japanese Rope Bondage with Midori

Channels Newer to Me

Broey Deschanel - a mixture of film analyses, retrospectives, politics and just absolutely overthinking anything to do with pop culture

Elvis (2022) and the Utter Mediocrity of Biopics 

Meeptop - rambling about movies and stuff

Who is Dahmer Even Made For?

LadyJenevia - discussing entertainment media content including films, television series, etc. Expect to find reviews of recent cinematic releases, video essays on older releases, and interviews with talent from the film/television industry

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery and The Art of Hiding in Plain Sight (Netflix Review/Video Essay)

As a disclaimer, I am not endorsing any creator fully and if you see someone you think I should not promote please reach out to me so I can edit this list. As a general rule of thumb the more I had to write about someone, the more informed the recommendation.

[ev4ikcasswife]

Okay, I've been thinking about the roles in my scott pilgrim x heathers crossover and that's what i have now (feel free to ask questions/make requests):

Scott–Veronica

Wallace–Chandler

Ramona–this one is still very hard decision for me but i think in this au it would be Male!Mcnamara (Maybe regular Mac would fit better...As I said, this option is temporary)

Julie–Duke

Envy–Jd (Nat has never been offended like this)

Stacey–Kurt (@evangallery and i hedcanon him and Chan as besties, so....)

Young Neil–Betty Finn

Stephen–Ram

Kim–Peter Dawson

Knives–okay, this one is hard. I wanted Martha (or her male version) to be her but i don't want to erase kind of Chinese representation, so this one is really difficult me. You can suggest your options or solution. (PLEASE DO IT, I AM AFRAID TO OFFEND SOMEONE/SRS)

As for 7 evil exes....I'll put some background characters on their roles. I mean like:

Todd–Courtney ect.

That's all. I'll think more about this au. Again, feel free to ask questions.

[rankirakira]

WARNING SCOTT PILGRIM TAKES OFF SPOILERS

U have been warned so...

Aaaa I binged watch the Scott Pilgrim Takes Off anime in one day instead of doing college homework lol. I have no one to talk to about the Scott Pilgrim anime 😭 so here i info dumping and ranting it.

I read comics and watched the movie in highschool and i also played the game on my Switch. Gosh it's an amazing adaptation and it reference all of them in the anime. Also, the anime feels like a what if or alternate universe imo. I feel like it's better to watch the live action or read the graphic novel or played the video game first imo to understand the easter eggs and references.

Bcs I am so happy that Anamanaguchi came back from the Scott Pigrim game and aaaa there was the game soundtrack in the anime.

Also the ending and the plotline of Ramona being more responsible and facing her exes reminds me of Ramona's ending in the Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World video game. So I'm happy the anime took this route

Things I love in Scott Pilgrim Takes Off ❤️:

The animation and music ❤️❤️❤️

Scott and Ramona realize their mistakes in their past love relationships

Scott and Ramona dynamic is more cuter imo

Scene of Ramona dying her hair

League of Evil Exes interactions aka Gordon and Luke being besties

The unexpected character dynamics, for example, I didn't expect one sided Todd x Wallace 👀

Gayer scenes ( More Wallace and More Roxie)

So many Lucas Lee (He's my fav also I am a Chris Evans so I am bias)

Love how meta and self referential the anime is bcs they reference the original source and other adaptations

Simon Pegg and Nick Frost cameo

The Director Edgar Wright aka Edgar Wrong spoof

Epilogue and Side character developments basically the exes having good endings like Matthew Patel's musical career and Buff barista Lucas

Is the Musical a sign that we might get a Scott Pilgrim musical???

Sparks✨️✨️✨️

Things I wish was in the Scott Pilgrim Takes Off aka me being nitpicking sorry 😭

Hoping that Todd moves on from Wallace bcs the Wallace Heart tattoo is a red flag

Surprised there was no Wallace and Lucas interactions or Wallace's crush on Lucas scenes like the original

No Stephen's boyfriend, Joseph 😭 orStephen Stills being gay scene

Was hoping for a timeskip that Kim and Knives (as a college student) became a couple. Love the duet they had tho❤️

Hopefully there is a season 2 or spin-off perhaps. Overall, I am very satisfied and I would love to rewatch Scott Pilgrim Takes Off over and over again. I love it❤️❤️❤️ Sorry for the long rant. I have no one to talk to about it

[sunnydayroleplay]

Aight bestie.

Joseph fucking MC in Jack's costume.

The rest is up to you, go wild bestie lol

IHJFEVWHHJ RFWIN I AM BARKING BESTIE WOOF WOOF WE'RE WRITING IT This fic includes: Sending nudes, again, lots of potty mouth from the Sunny-Time Crew (OOC), Definite size difference, Make-Out Sess, Praise, Use of: Sunshine/Sunspot, Darling, Baby, Honey. You were at work, Joseph was at work. It was quite lonely for the both of you, and you had the most splendid idea. You went into the employee backroom, break-room, whatever you like to call it, and you went ahead to grab your phone from your back pant pocket. You open up your messages between you and Joseph . You thought "Fuck it, I'm bored" and you sent him a photo of your beautiful self. Without some articles of clothing. You send it. Waiting for Joseph to reply. Now in Joseph's point of view, they had just finished recording another episode, and he was still in costume. He was scrolling on his phone, his co-workers and other members of the Sunny-Time Crew we're having a blast, all of them with a lit cigarette in his hand. Joseph leaned against their table, his jaw flew open, as his face began turning a little red. Everyone seems to take notice, and asks some questions. Joseph flung his head around, turning off his phone, and shoving it in his pocket. "Hey now Joey, you alright?"

"Yeah! I'm fine. Sorry." "My, my. One of them mommas send you a pic of their machinery?"

"Wh-what! No, I don't even know how they would ge-"

"Joe, a man don't get no flustered by lookin' at theys phone to say it was nothin'."

"But I-"

"And I refuse to believe you actually have a nice guy or gal waitin' at home for ya."

"Hey now darlin', you never know what kinda fella Joseph can reel in his rod."

"Yeah, it's not like he ain't fine. We all wouldn't have any jobs if that was the case."

"Don't back-track now, Mister! I still wanna know what or who made our little baby-man so flustered n' mustered up!"

"It's nothin' you guys. Listen I'll be back, I gotta make a phone call."

"Aww shiiiiit! Finally our lil' Jojo got sent some gears and bolts of one of those fine baby mommas! Joseph does have some fine ma'am or sir waitn' for him!~ Look at him go, he's doin' his speedwalk! Now yer know he's rushin' to reply!"

"Well call me cloudy with a heavy chance of rain, I never knew our Joey could do such a thang....Now who do you think it is?"

"Mrs. Stephens! She's always grindin' her heel every chance she gets! And Joey gives her plenty of 'em."

While the crew chatted away under the presumption that Joseph found a wonderful mother to bless, Joseph hid away in a rest-room, locking the door behind him. He pulled out his phone to inspect the image you had sent him closely, and he was not disappointed. Boy, he had to get home, and he had to get home now. He rushed out, swiftly grabbing his one bag, wallet and keys. Not even bothering to get out of costume. "H-Hey! Joe, what are ya doin?"

"I'll be back tomorrow."

"But th-, ne-nevermind, just bring it back clean." "Go Joe! Get that baby-makin' pussy!" And with that, he was gone. He hopped into his car, and made his way to speed over to you. By then you were already home, finally someone wanted to do their shift, if not on time. You were sitting comfortably in your room, scrolling on your phone, where you heard a few foot-steps from outside it. "Joseph! I didn't except ya to come home so early!"

You heard large thumps come by your room and open the door, shutting it behind. He makes his way in a primary color fashion, prancing on top of you. The bed sinks, and you suddenly feel very small with this very big man on top of you. He leans down to kiss your soft lips. You slowly try to sit up, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, Your hands in that blue, surprisingly soft hair of his. You wonder why he came home in that, but hey, questions, not complaints. The two of you passionately kiss, Joseph's hands slowly trickle down your body as you kiss this clown-looking man, Smudging make up as you passionately make out. My, it was something. "C'mon honey, I'll make sure you have a sunny-time~" He glares into your reflective eyes, as his hands interlock with yours, and he slowly begins to unbuckle his smiling belt. He throws it on the floor, along with those dark colored pants of his. He goes back on top of you once more, you grind onto his clothed cock, your face reddening as you bite your tongue. "Settle down, sunshine, we'll get there in a moment~" "But I want to get there now~" You whine. You begin to wrap your legs around his sides, your feet resting on his back. He picks you up by gripping your outer thighs, and pulls you in much closer. You can feel how hard his cock is, because it's so close to where yours is.

"Sunspot~ Like I said, we'll get there in a moment~ I gotta treat that nice and beautiful body of yours right after-all~!" He giggles, slowly taking off your shirt, as he flings it across the room, leaning down to kiss your stomach, all the way to your jawline. You pull on his hair, yank it off and throw it away along with all the other costume pieces. Oh, the make-up department is gonna kick his ass when he comes back in later. But it'll all be worth it. "You tease me too much~" You quietly moan out. His soft normal colored hair blooms back out, as you mess it up the slightest.

"Darling, I may tease you, but you enjoy it~" After successfully taking off all your clothes, then and only then does he take off his boxers. His fully erect cock springing back into action.

"You ready, baby?~"

You gently cusp his face with both of your hands, kissing his forehead. "Will you stop askin' questions and just put your dick inside me already?" "Alright, I ain't gon' be gentle." After you had your fun, even though you both maybe failed the goal of "fuckin' till daylight". Ya still had fun. It was the next day, Joseph came in, looking like he was attacked. He wasn't joking when he said that it wasn't going to be gentle. My his hair was in a wreck, his neck, collarbones and shoulders covered in hickeys and scratches. Smudged make-up smearing off from his lips. Yeah his co-workers would ask him non-stop who fucked him, and the department is going to beat the living hell out of him, my my was it all worth it.