#they said enough was enough damnnnn

[ptanalo]

ITALIANIS GAY GIRLS

[twiixr4kidz]

Hii can you do like reader sleeping on seven evil exes lap hehe I Also love ur writing!!♡

tysm!!! also apologies for how late this is i was on a hiatus ;^;

sleeping on the evil exes!!

matthew patel

he tears up a little bit

one second, you're awake and talking to him and the next, you're knocked out and drooling on his leg

he thinks you look adorable (he didn't take a picture of you what are you talking about)

he's also like, uncontrollably giggling and smiling over the fact that YOU!! FELL ASLEEP!! ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucas lee

on the outside, he's like "hell yeah this is awesome" but you know DAMNNNN well he's screaming internally

lucas has this habit of acting like a badass on the outside but any time you do something, he's filled with an overwhelming amount of joy

he sits there with you sleeping on him for as long as he can

eventually his legs start falling asleep, so he sneakily moves your head off of his lap and onto a pillow

he also covers you up with a blanket or his jacket or whatever is around just so you don't get cold

todd ingram

treats you like a sleeping kitten

if only you were awake to see the smile on his face when he realize you were asleep, you probably would've melted

he'll run his fingers through your hair as he mumbles something under his breath about how he wishes this moment could last forever

eventually, he falls asleep sitting up

bro is hella dedicated to keep you nice and comfortable!!!

roxie richter

she honestly doesn't notice at first

she's just talking to you, telling you about her day or something that happened in this show that she's been watching, and you're not responding

at first she's like "what the heck, y/n?" and then when she realizes you're asleep, she's like "OHHHHHH" and then she's like "OH?? OH MY GOD???"

note, she's whisper-screaming to herself because she doesn't wanna wake you up

she's the kind of girl who can fall asleep anywhere, so she gets comfy next to you and crashes too

kyle katayanagi

very similarly to roxie, he's probably telling one of his crazy party stories when he realizes you're asleep

instead of stopping, he lowers his voice and keeps talking

he'll just keep telling stories until he falls asleep or until you wake up

his hand is resting on your arms as he draws circles with his thumb on it

he's really enjoying the fact that you trust him enough to just pass out on his lap like that

and you're definitely gonna get an earful of it when you wake up, because who is kyle if NOT a tease??

ken katayanagi

he's usually reading, so it takes him a moment to realize you're out

he smiles to himself, softly saying how you should've gone to bed when he said, but he still thinks it's cute

ken'll start reading to you too

he isn't sure why he does it

maybe it's something about the soothing, intimate nature of reading a book to somebody, or maybe it's just because he's ken and that's what he does

he'll bring you to bed when he's done with the chapter

he wants you to sleep well and NOT have a sore neck when you wake up, how sweet :))

gideon graves

he's a very busy guy, so this isn't new

actually it happens quite a lot

he'll get home late and you'll be falling asleep on the couch waiting for him

he greets you sweetly, sitting down next to you and putting on your favorite show to watch together

he knows that when you rest your head on his lap, you're going to fall asleep and he's more than okay with it

as much as he does love it, he tries not to get home so late that it happens in the first place

[ichikopotato]

plss smut w older tom i BEG u btw i love ur writing . (maybe daddy kink if ure comfortable ?)

This goes HARD.

pairings : t.kaulitz 2017 x brat! reader

synopsis : you’ve been teasing your husband the whole car ride back to your place after an event, your husband has had enough nd’ wanting to put you back into your place.

warnings : smut(obvi), suggestive in the car, rough sex, mean!tom, bratty reader, teasing, brat tamer tom, overstimulation, pussy slapping, spitting, crying kink, degradation, daddy kink, mentions of “baby, princess, slutty baby, Schlampiges Mädchen, hure” Overall really smutty (hehe)

a/n : its been so long (playing fnaf ost), thank you lovelies for staying with me patiently! I love you all, responding to more requests later.

-> YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND are coming home after an event with the band. You’ve managed to get under his skin once again, teasing him nonstop as you got into the car. Rubbing him, whispering dirty things in his ear, even stroking him as he drives.

Once you’ve both gotten back to your shared home, he immediately gets out the car, carrying you into the house. “Tom— wait!” You yelp, earning a slap on your rear end as a result, as he continues to carry you to your bedroom.

“babybaby, calm down.” You whine softly, as he throws you roughly onto the soft mattress beneath you. He pulls you out of your dress, leaving you in your lingerie.

“Princess, what was going on inside your head to think that you’d get away with teasing daddy, huh baby?” He grunted, admiring your half naked figure infront of him.

You giggled, biting your nail as you looked up at him seductively. “You’re just really fun to tease n’play with, daddy.” You paused for a moment, before continuing.

“And if m’such a bad girl, why don’t you punish me, daddy?”

It was a mistake.

You had wished you’ve never provoked your loving, sweet husband into punishing you for your actions. Leading you to your current state right now.

Sobbing, drooling all over the pillow that he smushed your face in. Moaning uncontrollably as he rutted in you relentlessly. “fuck— such a slutty little thing.” he groaned, head resting on your shoulder.

You whimpered, sobbing into the pillow as you moaned. “daddy— ah.. i-its too much!” you whined, your hands held together behind your back by his hands.

“ohoh, baby. weren’t you the one who said, punish me, oh punish me daddy!” he mocked your voice, chuckling. “now, shut the fuck up and be a good Schlampiges Mädchen f’daddy, kay?” he smirked.

You had no choice but to oblige, as you creamed all over his shaft once more. He flipped you over onto your back, his cock almost bursting at the sight of your flushed face.

Tears rolling down your cheeks, your cheeks flushed, drool all over your chin, eyes slightly closed. “fuck, baby. You really look like a hure right now f’daddy.” He laughed, slapping your wet folds.

You yelp, making your hips buck forward. “open up, princess.” Making you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out.

He let out a drop of spit, letting it fall onto your tongue. You swallow, opening your mouth again. “Such a slutty baby, huh? my slutty baby.” He smiled, before thrusting into your tight hole once more.

You whine, letting out more tears as you brought your small hands to his abdomen, trying to stop his movements as you moaned out in ecstasy.

“daddydaddy— s’too.. t-too muchhh” you mewled, as he let out a chuckle, grunting. “Take it princess, you always do a good job, right? yeahyeah- now take it f’me.” He smirked.

“Gonna cum in you again, baby. gon’ make you a mommy, huh?” He groaned, releasing his load into you. You moaned, clawing at his shoulders as you both reached your highs.

After a few long minutes, both your breathing turned back to normal. “was I too rough, schatzi?” “you okay baby?” “do you need anything?” “I love you so much, meine liebe.”

I mean, how can your husband be so sweet after being a feral monster to you and your pussy?

DAMNNNN, THAT WAS GOOD IG. THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING PATIENT WITH ME! I LOVE YOU ALL, STAY SAFE ANGELS 💋

[leosxrealm]

003 — ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ

★— pairing(s): Max Verstappen x Male! Leclerc! Reader

★— warning(s): none!! possible grammar mistakes, hints of angst

★— (a/n): idk a lot about modeling either so i just made up what i think would happen there. we're finally building up the plot (barely started), not proofread!

★— character information | series masterlist

19-22

September 3, 2019

"Tilt your head to the right... just a bit... yeah, just like that." You did as you were told. You hear the sound of the camera and the lights flashing. The photographer takes another quick shot.

The director goes to check the pictures that were taken recently. The photographer gives you a quick nod, a little something he does to indicate he liked the pictures.

"Okay everyone!" the director claps his hands to get everyone's attention, "15-minute break, and then we do the last shoot for the day!"

There was a chorus of sighs of relief from everyone around you. It looks like everyone else couldn't wait to leave the studio either.

You return to the changing rooms along with a few of your coworkers. You had gotten to know some of them over the past few months and could now confidently call them your friends.

You pick up your phone from your makeup station. Opening it, you see a couple of texts from your friends and brothers. Clicking open your brother's contact, you answer his recent messages.

"Tell him to come up," another model who you've befriended said, looking over your shoulder. "Is that even allowed?" you ask. He had been in the industry for far longer than you; he was sort of like an upperclassman to you.

"Friends and families come to shoots all the time," he said emphasizing the word 'all', "Usually you have to get permission and stuff but it's the end of the shoot. Nobody has enough energy to care." 

"Oh."

He pats you on the shoulder, getting up from the chair beside yours, "You will have to go downstairs to get them. The security won't let them through." "Thanks, mate," you call after him, he throws a lazy smile your way, disappearing into one of the changing stalls.

"Uh...you guys can sit on the couches over there," you say pointing to the couches near the makeup stations, "and we have snacks over there," you say pointing to the opposite side of the couches, "and right next to that, we have refrigerators. Help yourself with the drinks."

You show your brother around for a bit before settling on the makeup station with your name on it. Your makeup artist gets to work immediately, getting you ready for the last shoot, when you hear your name being called. You let out an exhale, mentally preparing yourself for the last of the shoot.

---

"Damnnnn... you're actually good at something," Arthur says, chuckling at his own little joke. "At least I look natural," you retort back, earning a punch on the arm from your twin. 

"I look natural in my photos," he says back defensively, looking at Charles for some kind of reaffirmation. Charles turns his head, deciding not to comment on his younger brother's awkward poses for photoshoots. You snicker at your older brother's reaction, earning a smack on the back of your head from your twin. 

"Okay... Are you two hungry? What do you want to eat?" Charles finally intervenes, before you two decide to start a full-on brawl. "Man...," you whine out, "I'm starving." 

"Me too," Arthur adds with a scowl. "We couldn't even get food because someone," he gives you a stink eye, "can't even finish up by the time they said they would."

You roll your eyes at him, ready to retort back when Charles' car comes into view. "I call shotgun!" you say, running towards the car. "Bitch-" Arthur runs to catch up, leaving Charles behind. Charles shakes his head, long given up on you two. Freaking kids, he thinks.

You look in the rearview mirror, at Arthur's scowling face. He scoffs looking out the window, still pissy about having to sit in the back. You laugh at him (again), resulting in him kicking your seat. Charles finally decides to cut in before the two of you destroy his baby. 

Charles mentally celebrates when the restaurant comes into view. At least he won't have to worry about his baby getting destroyed for another hour or two. He sighs once again, pushing the both of you inside. Freaking kids, he thinks (once again).

"Oh yeah, what happened to that girl you were dating?" Arthur asks just as you were about to bite into your food. 

---

18-21

You raised your hand, ready to press the doorbell, before lowering it back again. Taking a deep breath, you ring the doorbell. You cleared your throat while waiting for the door to open. Hearing the door open, you look up.

Max sucks in a deep breath, not expecting to come face-to-face with you. Is that a suit you're wearing? Are those flowers in your hands? "Wha-what are you doing here?" He questions you, suddenly remembering how to speak.

"Oh... Um... I'm here for-" you begin to say before stopping abruptly. You look up suddenly, and Max thinks it's to look at him, but instead, you look behind him. The corners of your lips lift up into a soft smile.

(a/n): i'm sorry the title is so lame😭 anyway any guesses what's happening?

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[ivysangel]

constantly thinking about being sandwiched between dick and jason, like damnnnn, what a great thought to have uwu

i got this ask last night and i legit had dreams about it like i NEED to be between them !! i just know it would be so gooooooood like ughhhh i'm foaming at the fucking mouth. one in the mouth and one in the pussy OR one in the pussy and one in the ass (if you get down like that). i really don't think jasons a talker (as i've said before) but dicks talking enough for the both of them so it doesn't even matter. i can imagine jason telling dick to shut up lowkey (highkey) because he wants to hear your moans and not dicks incessant yapping (even if it is kinda (really) sexy). also you'd get the best orgasm out of it, truly like toe curling, eyes rolling, back arching...just insane

[th3-wh0le-c1rcus]

Drunk Words Are Just Sober Thoughts | Nikki Sixx

WARNINGS ~ Just a lot of mentions of Nikki and the boys being drunk

TYPE ~ fluff oneshot

READER ~ fem

SUMMARY ~ Nikki’s drunk as fuck and lets our some feelings he’s been holding in for a while 

“Alright there’s a good 20 minutes before we get on stage, has anyone seen Nikki?” Vince was frantically pacing around, nervous about where the bassist was. Mötley Crüe was having their first concert in years and peoples expectations were high. 

“Last I heard from him was he was looking around the place with Y/N.” Tommy said “Maybe he finally got the balls to fuck her!” Mick scoffed at his vulgar comment. 

“I mean they have been best friends for so long and the romantic tension between them is fucking killing me, man!” Vince said. “Honestly I hope Nikki and her ARE fucking.” 

Mick, very clearly unimpressed, rolled his eyes. “Can we just focus on finding him please? Vince you check the dressing rooms, Tommy you come with me.” 

“Aww man why do I have to go with you?” Tommy complained.

“Because you’re fuckin incompetent and you’ll probably break something.” Mick replied, irritation still lingering in his words. 

———

Nikki and you were in fact together. Not doing anything inappropriate, just two best friends sitting in silence, backstage in a little room you found. Nikki was drunk out of his mind and you hadn’t drank a single thing. You were gonna have to drive the boys back to their hotel anyway, so it’s a good thing your will was strong.

You had only been sitting together for a good 15 minutes but the awkward silence was driving you insane. In the corner of the room the was a small record player which was currently playing a Twisted Sister song, and even that wasn’t enough to lighten the atmosphere.

“Sooo Y/N” Nikki finally spoke up, words slurred, barley audible. “How’s it with whatsisname? You guys break up yetttt?” 

“No Nikki we’re still together.” You said bluntly. He had been trying to get you and your boyfriend to break up for ages, practically since you first introduced him to him. Why? Why did he care so much? Your boyfriend was a great guy so why did Nikki hate him so much? It just didn’t make any sense.

“Awhhh damnnnn you two should totallyyy end it…” He said, a crooked smirk across his face.

“I don’t get why you care so much man, he’s not a bad person.” 

“Ooookay well you don’t know THAAAT. Plus I’d be waaay better than that fuckin pussy.” What. 

“What do you mean by that Nikki?” You asked, a look of concern appearing. Nikki scooted closer to you on the couch you two were sitting on. He didn’t touch you or try to touch you, but the closeness and the uncomfortable eye contact was enough to make you want to look away and get you just slightly flustered. 

“I meannnn I’d be a way better boyfriend then whatever the fuck you’re dating. I’m 100 times cooler and hotter.” What the fuck was he suggesting? Calm down Y/N, he’s drunk. He’s not implying anything he just needs some water and some rest.

“Uhhh I don’t know…” You mumbled, looking down and fidgeting with your sleeves. 

“Oh come onnnn admit I’m waaaay better than that bitch, he’s a boring lameass.” He want boring! Sure he wasn’t as risk taking, impulsive, dramatic or dangerous as Nikki, but he was domestic and kind. Even if it did get annoying sometimes “Y/N?”

“I mean, well, I don’t know?? Why are you saying all this?” 

“‘m must tryna get you to see how boring your relationship with that fucker isssss you should just date me insteaddddd ya know.” Wait what. Your head shot up and you looked directly at Nikki. What he fuck was he saying? You didn’t want to ask but you were curious. 

“Umm… Uh…” Was all you managed to get out. Now it’s not that you were uncomfortable, you just secretly hoped the rest of the band would come looking for Nikki and drag him out of the room because you couldn’t handle all this. Yeah you were uncomfortable as hell.

“Oh Y/N can you not fuckin seeeee? I fuckin like you.” There it was. But it wasn’t true. Even if you wanted it to be true it wasn’t. He was wasted, beyond fucked. Nikki needed to get on stage in 10 minutes, you had no time for this. You had to admit, it saddened you a little bit. Deep down, your relationship with your current boyfriend WAS boring. He WAS a lameass. You honestly would have much preferred a cooler more adventurous boy like Nikki. To be even more honest, you would have just preferred Nikki in general. But again, he was drunk as fuck and you couldn’t take his word for it. Nor could you take advantage of it. You didn’t know for sure that he was being serious. “Please Y/N cmonn-”

Footsteps.. and the door swung open

“FUCK THERE YOU TWO ARE!”

“Oh heya Vince.” You waved, secretly relived he was here to take the bassist away from you finally. 

“YOU GUYS I FOUND EM” Vince yelled to who you assumed was the rest of the band.

“Awh you guys weren’t fucking?” Tommy said, with a fake disappointed tone and face. “Damn I was rooting for you two! Now cmon shitface we got a crowd of minds to blow.” 

They all got up to leave, Nikki making a sad expression and eye contact for a brief moment. It made your heart hurt. You could’ve handled that situation better. Just before Tommy left, you grabbed his arm to talk to him.

“What did you mean by that Tommy?” You asked curiously.

“By what?” He asked.

“That you were… rooting for us?”

“Well, I mean, cmon Y/N you two clearly have the hots for each other, especially Nikki. Dude all he talks about is you!” You blushed a little at the thought. Maybe he was telling the truth… “And plus you guys are literally perfect for each other. Don’t you wanna live that rockstar’s girlfriend life?”

He did have a point, dating Nikki would be a nonstop adventure. It would be like a movie! It made you happy to even think about it. Just the thought of him gave you butterflies.

“Tommy, Nikki told me something just before Vince came in.”

“Oh yeah? What was it?”

“He told me that.. well that he liked me.” Tommy’s eyes lit up, like he had been betting money on the hope that you and Nikki would end up together. “BUT HE WAS DRUNK AS FUCK! So… I don’t know if he was being serious or the alcohol just got him.” 

Tommy’s expression got slightly sadder, like he was more disappointed that you even dared THINK Nikki wasn’t being genuine. He put a hand on your shoulder and gave you a pat on he back. 

“Well you know what they say, drunk words are just sober thoughts.” And with that he walked out the door to catch up with the others.

——

The concert was amazing, opening with Looks That Kill and ending with Home Sweet Home. A perfect, perfect night. And while you were singing and dancing the whole time, that little part of your brain couldn’t stop thinking about what Nikki had said, and what Tommy had added.

“Dude all he talks about is you!”

hmm..

“Drunk words are just sober thoughts.”

hmmmmmm…

——

Waking up to a hotel room full of smelly, hungover, groaning dudes wasn’t fun, but someone had to make them breakfast since they were physically incapable of doing it themselves. They all slowly came out of their rooms and sat down on the couch. And you couldn’t help but slightly avoid Nikki out of embarrassment. Not look at him, or say good morning to him. And he took notice of that. After the boys had finished eating (it took them a good hour) they all waddled back to their rooms to go back to sleep. All except Nikki. Well shit. I mean you couldn’t really escape somewhere, he’d probably follow you. You just leaned against the countertop nervously and watched him stand next to you out of the corner of your eye. You covered your face with your hair to avoid attention but we all know that never works.

“So how trashed was I last night?” He asked. 

“Uhhh you were pretty drunk yeah,” You answered, looking away.

“Did I uh, say anything interesting?” Did he remember? He didn’t sound genuinely confused… more like he was trying to get you to admit something. Like a parent trying to get their kid to rat themself out.

“Nope.” You bluntly responded. You did NOT have to remind him of what he said last night.

“Hmmmm are ya sure? I distinctly remember saying somethin about you…” Uhh shit… what were you supposed to say? “I know you remember Y/N, and frankly I’m shocked I remember it too but I fuckin meant it.” 

No he didn’t.

He didn’t mean it.

He’s messing with you.

But what Tommy said…

Oh fuck…

“Y/N I fuckin like you. And I don’t give a shit about your douchey boyfriend alright? I’ve seen the way you act around him now. Bored out of your mind, wishing you were with someone else.”

“Yeah alright fine, I’ve lost interest in him. And I DO wish I was with…someone else. He’s boring as hell and I’d much rather be with someone who actually enjoys what life has to offer and doesn’t just want to settle down. Happy?” You blurted. And you didn’t mean for it all to come out. You had never said that about the man you always called the love of your life. But Nikki’s words were driving you mad. And it all overflowed and spilled out of you. 

Nikki, still standing next you, lowered his face right next to your ear, where you could feel his breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. And he whispered, “And would that ‘someone else’ be someone like me?” Yes. Was that… not obvious? Or was he still trying to get you to admit it.

“Maybe.” You said turning your head in embarrassment.

“It’s a yes or no baby cmon.” He coaxed. God why did he have to be like this.

“Yes. It would be someone like you.”

“Would the someone like me be… me?” God fucking damnit stop it!

“Yes.” You mumbled, hoping he wouldn’t hear it.

“Mmm what was that? Couldn’t quite hear you.”

“YES FUCK I WOULD RATHER YOU THAN HIM NIKKI, I WOULD RATHER YOU MORE THAN ANYONE, GOD.” 

And no one was more shocked than Nikki. Not even you. Though keeping his cool, his heart was racing and his hands were already feeling sweaty. 

He turned around to face you and put his hand on your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. To look into those beautiful dark eyes.

“Been waiting a long time for those words to come out of your mouth darling.” Before you could reply he pulled you into a deep kiss. One hand on your waist and the other moving to the back of your neck to keep you up. Despite the shock and adrenaline rushing through you, you closed your eyes and placed your hands on his chest, enjoying the moment while it lasted. And once you had both pulled away, you were a blushing mess. Had you really just done that? Kissed your best friend of many years? You didn’t want to ruin the relationship you two had but now more than ever you could not deny the feelings you had for him. But it just felt… right. Like you had just found the last piece of a puzzle. 

You were silent for a moment, not being able to comprehend what was happening. Sure it was just a kiss but the tension made it billions and billions of times more dangerous and exciting. 

“So how about we go and tell that little boyfriend of yours some news hmm?”

[chaotic-mystery]

ya know.. idk which Pedro character this would work for but I like the idea of him being surprised with a blowjob, a random blowjob just because reader is bored and wants to fuck with him, messing him up a bit, or distracting him in the background by playing pool and having no panties on or … something to make him just choke on his own drool. The man needs to have a taste of his own damn medicene. My first thought is random road head for Frankie, Joel or Javi. Or Din, if that’s possible… at all. Lol sorry for the novel but figured I’d throw ya something in your inbox

My god I instantly thought of Frankie.

He’d probably have you in the front seat on the way to go see Santi for dinner and your dress is riding up your thigh just a little bit, just enough for Frankie to put his hand on your bare knee. He’d rub shapes into your soft skin and he’s well aware that makes your head go fuzzy but he does it because it’s innocent, he has to be touching you in some way. He’s so focused on where he’s driving to he doesn’t even realize he’s halfway up your thigh now, but you notice.

You notice how good he looks with his shirt buttoned almost all the way, the glimmer of sweat on his skin from the humidity, the warm night just getting started. “You look amazing tonight baby, Santis gonna love you, I can feel it.” He grins and looks over at you and you match his grin, laying your hand flat on his thigh to reassure him you’re listening and you believe him. Your eyes can’t help but wander to his lap, in which you see a slight bulge forming in his pants. He’s so easy.

You silently get out of your seat belt and sit on your knees facing Frankie, who glances at you a few times trying to guess what you’re doing. “What’re you doing, honey? Oh, are you getting your sunglasses from the back seat?” He’s so blissfully unaware of what’s coming. Giggling under your breath, your hand once again finds his thigh. You lean over the center console of the truck, your fingers dancing up to his zipper and tugging it down as well as unbuttoning the fabric. Plunging straight into his underwear, you grab his half hard cock as you lean over fully, face inches away from his lap. Without a word you put his cock in your mouth and begin to suck.

“The hell are you doing?! We’re in the fucking truck where people can see us!” He shouts over the wind blowing through the windows and you pop the tip out of your mouth, looking at him with your head slightly cocked. “People? What people, sweetheart? There’s not one car out here on this road. If you want me to stop tell me to stop..” you trailed off as you made your way back down and licked the beads of pre-cum off the head before you shove his whole cock down your throat. “God damnnnn it you look so pretty doing that. Don’t stop please baby girl. Don’t stop.” He groans and places his hand on the back of your head, his eyes flicking between you and the road.

Grabbing his cock, you smack the tip on your tongue and look up at him, his mouth slightly dropped open before he grins at the wet feeling of the slaps. “You’re a fuckin’ dirty girl aren’t you? Jesus Christ- put it back down your throat.” He said through gritted teeth while he pushed your hair out of your way, looking at your beautiful eyes while he had the chance at a stop sign. “You’re going to fucking kill me.”

Your head bobbing up and down on his cock was something he was used to seeing, but in his truck? Well, that was a first. He moans louder as you lick the shaft from base to tip, swirling your tongue on the sensitive little spot right on the back of the head. Frankie’s grip on the steering wheel tightens as his knuckles turn white, cock beginning to twitch in your mouth.

As you moan against him, you deep throat his cock and let the head touch the back of your throat for a few seconds before reeling back a little bit. His cock twitches more and he starts leaking cum. “Don’t stop baby, I’m so close I’m gonna cum, please-“ he whimpers and grabs your hair to keep you steady as he half bucks his hips to fuck your mouth. His warm cum is sent straight down your throat as he groans your name over and over, filling your mouth rather quickly.

Frankie grows soft in your mouth as you swallow every last drop and you finally take his cock out from between your plush lips. He tucks himself back into his underwear and pants and takes his hat off, running a hand over his face and up through his hair. You sit up straight and buckle up like nothing happened, biting your lip to keep a smile from growing. Suddenly you both meet each others eyes and you laugh, the cloud of horny releasing you. “I’m gonna need some fucking tint on these windows if I’m gonna start seeing you more, aren’t I?” He asked and chuckled when you nodded your head quickly.

[transingthoseformers]

Had a thought about Earthspark schism.

One of Getaway’s methods to getting rid of Megatron is to turn everyone against him, including the Terrans. Manipulating and scaring them into taking his side. I don’t think it would completely work (though I love the idea of Hashtag and Nightshade turning on Megatron to support their Deception dads) but it would be enough to make them confused and panicked.

Thrash is the only one who knows what’s up. He’s the only one screaming “GUYS?? I THINK THERE’S AN AGENDA HERE?? WE SHOULD REALLY CONSIDER WHERE THIS INFORMATION IS COMING FROM??” Cause he’s always been the most outspoken about rules and authority, more than his siblings. AND he knows what misleading looks like, cause Swindle manipulated him in that one episode!! He knows what’s up!!

Idk maybe Hashtag asks him to prove it and Thrash takes all of them to Swindle, who gives them a crash course on gaslighting and manipulation.

“How do you know that Getaway’s lying?”

“Because he’s doing everything I would do. Moving on here’s how to know you’re being gaslit.” *pulls out a projector and google slides*

I miss Thrash. He’s been sidelined for a good part of Earthspark’s latter half and he deserves a time to shine and be a hero. I also miss Swindle because why not he’s awesome.

(Also while writing this I got the idea of Getaway kidnapping/capturing Twitch because no matter what he said she just refused to listen and he knew that she would not give up trying to stop him. Imagine how pissed Megatron would get when he found out ooooh that angstttt)

Exactly yep yep, it'll be enough to shake everyone up and make them paranoid

YEP THRASH MY MANS is right. He's sitting here and is not only suspicious of Getaway, but he's still the wild child. We need more Thrash centric episodes. and yep yep he and Mo learned rather early on about Mecha with ulterior motives (though I think that Getaway is probably 10x more subtle about it than Swindle, considering their differing goals). Plus I just think it would be interesting for Thrash to watch his whole family become more and more worked up over this.

Also hilarious idea that post s1 now Swindle is basically friendly with the Terrans and it's Thrash asking him "Can you help me out on this" "what do I get out of it?" "The drama""fair enough"

But also a PowerPoint on manipulation made by Swindle would be fucking amazing because he knows. He knowsssss. You're right we need more of Swindle, I in general feel like we're gonna get more casual shenanigans regarding the earthspark decepticons in the future, especially hopefully Swindle.

It is still my crack theory that Hot Rod vibes from Thrash and if you know you know. We're seeing some parallels between Twitch and Megatron, so I stand by my evaluation of I diagnose Thrash with Rodimus vibes. I don't care how realistic or unrealistic it is, it's an ~idea~

Also damnnnn the idea of Getaway capturing Twitch would be so interesting because he might just cut his losses and try to eliminate her (after all, look at how he wrote off the whole "Rod squad".)

Megs would be so pissed, and so would Dot. I get the vibe that Dot would be so fucking done with Getaway's shit fairly immediately, and I feel like we don't get enough of her in Earthspark either (I am biased, I perhaps just like her.)

[iamdefinitelyreal]

Chronicles of watching Hazbin Hotel with my chaotic bisexual bestie

Ep. 1

When alastor first came on screen, she said "[other best friend who's been simping over Alastor] was right, he is fine!"

"YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER IS THE PORN STAR?!"

"Wait. Are Vaggie and Charlie...you know...roomates???"

"Why is Doctor Faciller a cat"

"Why is the cat an alcoholic"

"Why is the cat kinda fine"

Ep. 2

"VOX IS HOT"

"OH VOX IS GAY"

"Why is purple guy bald. Vox can do better."

"VELVETTE IS SO FINE"

'NOOOOOO ANGEL BABY YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH"

Ep. 3

"EGGGGGGGSSSS"

*singing along to respectless*

"Velvette's right tho, why does gun mommy not want to fight if she sells guns?"

"Damnnnnnn, gun mommy can sing!"

"Wait, are Zestiel and Carmella married?"

"Is Vaggie Carmella's daughter? It would explain why they're both SO hot."

"SIR PENTIOUS MY LOVE!

Ep. 4

"Why is Angel tied up"

"Damnnnn"

"DAMNNNNN"

"No Charlie don't make it worse"

*started crying so hard during Poison that she needed a hug*

*through tears* "[Angel dust] is trying so hard, he just needs to be loved"

"YES HUSK GET YO MAN"

"THOSE FUCKERS BETTER NOT DRUG OUR ANGEL"

"GO HUSK"

"No baby don't ruin yourself!"

*got teary during Loser Baby*

"Husk is so sweet, he really does love Angel"

"GOD THEY TOTALLY WOULD HAVE KISSED IF THE SHARKS HADN"T INTERUPTED THEM"

Ep. 5

"Fire duck! Fire duck! Fire duck! Fire duck!

"MY GOLDEN BOY HAS DEPRESSION NO"

"OMG VAGGIE AND CHARLIE ARE CANNON??"

"Y'all can't like Lucifer. Lucifer is for the short people. Only I (she's 5"2) and [friend who's 5"3] can like him. You (I'm 5"6), [other best friend who's 5"9], and [friend who's 5"7] can have the tall people, I get Lucifer and Husk."

"HELP HOW DO I CHOOSE BETWEEN ALASTOR AND LUCIFER"

*started sobbing during More Than Anything*

*again through tears* "He loves his daughter so much they are so healthy"

Ep. 6

"Why did they make that Angel a twink"

"CHERRI BOMBBBB"

"IS THAT ANGEL DUST'S SISTER"

"Oh fuck Adam."

"VAGGIE'S AN ANGEL?!?"

"Oml I ship Cherri Bomb and Sir Pentious so much"

"Why is Sera kinda fine tho"

"WAIT. HEAVEN DOESN'T KNOW?

"Huskerdust forever omllll"

"FUCK VALENTINO"

"The animation in You Didn't Know is PEAK"

'NO CHARLIE VAGGIE LOVES YOU"

Ep. 7

"CHARLIE AND VAGGIE BETTER BE ENDGAME"

"Alastor is a girl's girl we love him"

"I'm so dissapointed in Alastor."

"CANNIBALS?"

"Why is Rosie such a slay????"

"ACE IN THE HOLE OMG"

"They (Rosie and Alastor) are married for tax benefits"

"GUN MOMMY?"

"GUN MOMMY WITH HER HAIR DOWN?"

"THE SONNNNNGGGG"

"Omg SUSAN?"

"THANK GOD VAGGIE AND CHARLIE ARE STILL IN LOVE"

Ep. 8

"IF ANY OF THEM DIE I AM MURDERING BOTH YOU AND [BEST FRIEND TWO]"

"Huskerdust is love huskerdust is life"

"YES ALASTOR"

"NO ALASTOR"

"GET IT SIR PENTIOUS!

"OH FUCK NOOOOOOO"

"YES LUCIFER!"

"YES VAGGIE!"

"Shit why is Adam kinda fine"

"NIFTYYYYYYYY"

"ANGEL PENTIOUS"

"MOMMY LILLITH"

I'm showing her good omens soon, I'm scared

[metamorphosisff]

|Chapter 10| Do Perfect Days Exist?

“Damnnnn, did you even try to duck?” Aiden winced dramatically as he took in the sight of my left eye. 

“I was more concerned with making sure he didn’t fall down the stairs,” I said, snatching the bag of ice from his hands to place on my face. My day had already been long enough without him adding onto my annoyance. With all that had occurred, I forgot I made plans to hang out tonight but I was quickly reminded once I bumped into him in the lobby of my building.

“My bad but I did not expect you to look like a battered housewife when you pulled up,” he said, as we moved into my living room.

“You got one more crack before I kick your ass out,” I huffed, plopping down onto the couch.

Holding up his hands in retreat, he sat across from me in one of the arm chairs. “Aight I’m done. What happened over at the house?”

I took a deep breath before recounting my day. “Me and Pops were there all morning cutting the grass and tending to GiGi’s garden. We had just come in for lunch when Granddad lost it over us coming inside. Not being able to recognize us, he thought we were intruders, and attacked. In the midst of trying to get him to calm down, I caught a right hook to the eye. Then Pops and I got into it because I pointed out that these physical outbursts are becoming more frequent. Grandad is losing the present and getting stuck in 1967 but everyone is adamant about denying what’s happening.”

“Damn, that really sucks bro. I know they are not trying to hear it but he could seriously hurt someone. He is not old and fragile, he be moving,” Aiden said with a shake of his head.

Till this day, Granddad worked out religiously as it was a part of his routine, doctors advised we let him continue on with it as long as he had a partner to make sure he was safe. “This is what I’m saying. Like we don’t even know what his triggers are because he never talked about the war or anything he saw. It’s all so random.”

“Most Vets don’t. A lot of the guys I train are like that. They just burn themselves out until they are too tired to remember,” Aiden said.

“Which is terrible and another reason why I do what I do. People should have resources to deal with that and I wish my family would utilize the resources we have to make this less…everything shit,” I said, laying back onto the couch.

“You know how old Black folks are man. They live and die by that ‘keep it in the family’ mess unfortunately,” Aiden said.

“It’s literally the most frustrating shit to deal with,” I sighed, shaking my head. The ice might be helping my eye but the pain I felt ran deeper. Touched parts of me that I had yet to address with myself or anyone else for that matter. While everyone else got to run off of emotions, I had to lock mine away to be the logistic one. It was exhausting to say the least.

“Look I know we were supposed to hang but my mood is not the best right now.”

“Yeah I already told Rah to stay his ass at home. I’m gon’ head out and I’ll see you at the gym on Monday,” Aiden said, standing on his feet to get ready to let himself out.

While he joked and played around all day, Aiden never pushed when he knew I did not have the mental space for it. I was appreciative of that in more ways than one.

“I will be there, same time as always,” I confirmed, as he slapped my knee.

“Aight bro, stay up.”

Within a few seconds the sound of the front door clicking shut caused me to close my eyes. Taking a deep breath I tried to release the anger that still hummed underneath my skin. It was making me sweat through my clothes and giving me a headache. After a few moments, I pulled myself off of the couch so that I could lock the door. Then to the bathroom to strip down and wash the day from me. By the time I was settled, fed, and lying in bed, I still felt out of sorts. Being hit in the face wasn’t even the source of my discomfort. It was the look in my father’s eyes when he told me that if I couldn’t be man enough to handle this then I should not come around as often. That shit hurt more than Granddad’s fist. So much so that I did not say anything back though a few choice words were on the tip of my tongue. 

Right when I was contemplating on going for a walk, my phone began to vibrate beside me. On the screen was a picture I took of Mila the first time we hung out. Her head is tipped back as sunlight washes over her smile. I answer immediately.

“Hey Mi-

“What happened to your face?” she said, cutting me off.

She was lying down initially but she props herself up quickly and brings the phone close to her face so that she can inspect mine as best as she can through Facetime.

“Granddad, it was an accident. Please tell me your day went better than mine,” I chuckled softly.

She peered into my eyes before a slow sigh escaped her lips. She knows I’m trying to switch the subject and gives me the respite I desperately need. 

“It did, got this cute picture out of it,” she says, sharing her screen with me. In seconds, I see a picture of Papi knocked out on her couch with his copy of The Amazing Spiderman on his chest. 

“That is a pretty cute pic and it looks like he’s almost done. I’ll have to get him another next time I go,” I said, as the screen returns to normal.

“He would like that,” she said with a small smile and I’m relieved she’s learning not to fight me on such matters. “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing. What were y’all up to?” I ask.

“Nothing really, spent the morning cleaning and shopping like usual. Then Mari had to work. Papi was out with his little friends and I started the WandaVision show while applying to some more jobs. It was actually very productive now that I’m saying all of that out loud,” she said. 

“It sounds like it. I’m surprised you decided to watch the show though. You didn’t seem too sold on it when I tried to explain what it was about,” I said, causing both of us to chuckle.

She playfully rolled her eyes, tossing braids over her shoulder while saying, “Well you do that puppy dog eyed thing when you get excited and that swayed me more than your description.”

I snorted. “Puppy dog eyed thing?”

“Yeah, like your eyes get huge and all of your emotions are on display, making what you're feeling so…tangible. Like I could reach out and grab it if I wanted to,” she explained.

Hearing that I was so open visually didn’t make me uncomfortable because it further proved what I already knew to be true. Mila and I were supposed to be doing this, building the friendship we were so that when we are ready for the relationship aspect it would bloom fruitfully. 

“I’ve never been good at hiding my emotions so I guess that tracks,” I said.

She hummed in agreement. “Puppy dog eye thing aside, I like learning about what you’re into. Your interests are a part of you.”

I know it was wrong to compare Mila to Mariah but I only did so when I realized how much was lacking with the latter. After a while I found myself changing into the person she wanted me to be over being myself and that still didn’t meet her expectations. Here Mila was accepting me at face value. It meant everything. 

“Same, I like doing that too. That is why you are going to let me take you out this week. When are you free?” I asked.

“Thursday is my only day off but I know you have the meeting,” she said.

“I won’t be going into work this week due to this,” I said pointing to my eye which she winced at since the swelling had gotten progressively worse since we’ve been on the phone. “We can do something before then. What do you say?”

“I say…Issa date,” she said.

“And you call me corny,” I grinned.

“What can I say, you're rubbing off on me,” she said with a shrug before looking away from the camera as a blush crept into her cheeks.

“That’s not a bad thing,” I said, as I sank into the bed. The weight of today was finally bearing down on me. There was something about her presence that had soothed the tension that had been in my body ever since I got home. 

“Perhaps…are you about to fall asleep on me?” she asked, switching the subject, amusement laced in her tone. Normally, I was the one teasing her about being the first one to knock out.

“Nah, I’m just resting my eyes a bit baby,” I said, propping the phone against another pillow so that my hands were free to position themselves on my side. 

“Ha,” she chuckled, as she peered at me. “That is the oldest excuse in the book. It’s okay if you're tired X, you’ve had quite the day.”

“That is one way to describe it,” I say as our eyes lock. 

Her expression softens as she bites down on her lips, mulling over her thoughts before saying, “Well the best part of each day is that they all come to an end no matter how great or shitty. Today’s over, put it behind you.”

She was right, today did not need to be carried into any of my tomorrows. The raw feelings I had towards my father would scab over with time but until then? I was not carrying a weight that wasn’t mine to bear any more. 

So far, today was one of those days that I wanted to carry into a million tomorrows. Taking time off from work allowed me to wake up and hit the gym early which put me in a great mood before I met up with Mila at her place. Together we dropped Papi at his summer camp where he made me promise to treat his auntie right via pinky swear. Once our business deal was sealed, I got to work making good on my end of the agreement. We had breakfast at this french bistro downtown called Café Paulette where the crepes we had melted on our tongues. Then I got to surprise her with a day at the BAM theater which made her eyes light up. 

From all of our late night conversations I learned the reason Mila wasn’t up on the latest shows is because she loved old movies. When she got a significant amount of free time that is what she would be doing. Today’s double feature was centered around Dorothy Dandridge with a showing of both Carmen and Porgy and Bess. The best part of stepping into her world today was seeing the joy on her face. The snarky Mila was tucked away for the better part of five hours. The movies put her in such a soft place that I was able to convince her to come with me to the meeting over our late lunch at Shake Shack. Now here we were sitting side by side as the last of the group settled in around us.

She’s fiddling with our friendship bracelet on her wrist, tracing the letter bead over and over, which lets me know she is nervous. Reaching over, I grasp one of her hands and give it a squeeze. “Chill out, you aren’t under interrogation. You don’t have to speak if you don’t want to,” I joked, causing her to playfully roll her eyes.

“I know that but the thing is I think that I do and before you ask, no we are not about to talk about this or else I won’t do it,” she rushed out causing me to smile and squeeze her hand again.

I totally get where she is coming from. What I thought were signs of nerves was actually her building up the courage to do the one thing she previously claimed she wouldn’t. This was a big step and the last thing I wanted to do was accidentally talk her out of it.

“Okay, we are not pre-talking about this,” I said.

“Thank you.”

I squeezed her hand one last time before I got up to check the halls for any more people. After ushering in the stragglers it was time to get this started. I walked to the middle of the circle and everyone quieted down on their own so I didn't have to do my signature two claps.

“Hey everyone, we're going to get started now. I want to welcome anyone who’s new here tonight, thanks for coming out,” I said as I tossed a friendly wave to a few new faces. “We don’t exchange names here unless you want to. Please refrain from dropping any other name but your own. Other than that, who wants to kick off ‘That Bullshit’?”

One of the regulars, a middle aged man named Hector raised his hand and I nodded my head to signal that he could begin.

“Y’all wouldn’t believe the week I’ve had,” he begins animatedly causing the group to laugh which I appreciate. 

It breaks the tension and intimidation some might have when being in such an intimate space with practical strangers. I watch as shoulders ease and people become more relaxed in their seats. For the next forty minutes I listen as most of the group shares struggles that range from petty to downright egregious. Right when I was about to close out the meeting Mila found her voice. 

“Hey y’all I’m new to this sharing thing so excuse me if I stutter,” Mila jokes, causing a few chuckles.

“That’s alright chile,” Brenda, another regular added, sending her a wink of support. 

“I uh, had one of the best days in a really long time today,” Mila started, tucking a braid behind her ear before flashing me a quick glance. “I got to watch classic movies with someone whose company I truly cherish and I’m grateful because for so long I’ve been lonely. I couldn’t truly bask in the happiness though because watching classic Hollywood movies is something my mom and I used to do. So I’m sitting there and it hits me right in the middle of Carmen, you know the scene where she has him all hot and bothered?”

A few chuckles echo around the room and Hector says, “I know it well.”

“Well yeah it’s then that I realize my mom really left me out in this world alone. Both her and my father don’t think I’m more important than their addiction. That I’m not worth more than their addiction. I know that’s a selfish way to feel but I can’t help it. I hate that in the middle of such a high that my reality can bring me to such a low. Will their absence always haunt my happiness? It's just-,” she stops before taking a sharp inhale. I reach over and grasp her hand at the same moment it searches for mine. Taking another breath, she rights herself, and continues. “It’s just unfair and that is that bullshit.”

“Thank you for sharing,” I said, tossing her a small smile as she sent me a watery one back. I wanted nothing more than to pull her in my arms but that would have to wait until we were alone. 

“Time is drawing to a close but before we get out of here you know we have to each share one thing that made us smile this week. I’ll kick it off and say that a ten year old made me smile when he made me pinky promise to treat his aunt right but I was going to do that anyway because that’s how I am,” I said, quoting a popular video and making everyone laugh.

Round and round it went until everyone got a chance to share for the last time. With that the meeting had officially come to a close. Mila and a few others stayed behind to help me clean up before we headed out into the night air. Once we were alone, I tucked her underneath my arm and she instantly wrapped her arm around my waist as I placed a kiss on her forehead.

“I know it wasn’t easy but I’m glad you got some of that off of your chest,” I said.

“Thanks. I don’t know quite what to do with all of the feelings I have regarding my parents but I must admit it felt good to get out,” she said dramatically causing me to chuckle. Looking up at me she used her free hand to point in my direction. “But under no circumstances does that mean my sharing with the group will become a regular occurrence.” 

“Of course not, I told you it’s not an obligation, it’s an option. That’s all,” I said, as we approached the F train station. “I know we’ve been together all day but I’m not ready for it to end.”

“It doesn’t feel like enough for me either,” she says, gazing ahead on the train station with noticeable disdain.

“Then can I suggest you come home with me?” I asked, tipping her chin so that her eyes aligned with mine once more.  The setting sun amplifies the flecks of honey in the brown orbs that makes her seem majestic. Carefree Mila is by far the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

“Yes, you can because I am inclined to agree after seeing the size of the TV in your living room,” she said.

“MCU marathon in chronological order until we fall asleep?” I questioned, causing her to groan but nod her head nonetheless.

“Lead the way Iron Man.”

The fort was Mila’s idea.

After we both showered and changed into lounging clothes it was she who decided we transform my living room into a fort while we waited for DoorDash to bring us our dinner. We grabbed sheets from the guest bedroom and using my Swiffer as a base point, we erected a tent over the couch. On the floor was a makeshift pallet made out of the couch cushions and in front of us were the bag of snacks we had yet to get into after eating the Chinese we ordered. Currently, my back was resting against the couch while Mila laid in my lap. My fingers twirled the ends of her braids as we watched our second movie of the night, The Incredible Hulk.

Turning on her back suddenly, she pivoted her body so that she was facing me entirely. I cupped my hands around her waist to help hold her upright and to bring her closer. “You supposed to be watching the movie,” I chuckled.

“I know but I was thinking about your Granddad. How is he doing?” she asked.

“From what I’ve heard from my cousins, he’s fine. Hasn’t had an outburst yet this week so that’s good. My grandma was asking when I was going to make my way out there but I think I need some more time away. Not from him per se but the situation itself,” I sighed out.

Reaching up, her fingers softly brushed the small sliver that remained of the bruise that had been underneath my eye. “That’s reasonable, burn out can happen in our personal lives too. Especially when we feel like we’re screaming into the void.”

“Exactly and I think I’m tired of screaming. Which makes me feel guilty,” I sighed.

“That guilt isn’t yours to claim. It’s a byproduct of an incredibly sticky situation that is unfortunately out of your control,” she said, her fingers dropping from under my eye to softly trail against the underside of my jaw.

“I know but I guess knowing doesn’t make it easier,” I said.

“No it doesn’t,” she said, offering me a small smile. “But you will be able to stand taller knowing that you served your grandfather well.”

Her words unlocked the tightness that had been in my chest since last Saturday. All I wanted was some acknowledgement that I was doing the right thing. It was getting harder for me to believe when everyone else thought I was being careless or impatient with my reasoning of wanting Granddad in a facility. 

“Thank you, that means a lot to me coming from you. You mean a lot to me,” I said, leaning down to place my lips on hers.

She kissed me back before nuzzling her nose with mine, “You sort’ve, kinda, maybe, mean a lot to me too.”

I snorted before breaking out into full laughter. The type that makes the sides of your stomach hurt and her laughter formed a symphony with mine. Flipping us over, I began to tickle her causing her to squeal, as her braids were splayed out over her face from the sudden movement.

“You get on my nerves,” I chuckled, as she laughed underneath me.

“But you like it so it’s okay,” she giggled, pushing her hair out of her eyes. 

Leaning down I captured her lips in another kiss because for the umpteenth time today Mila was right. Her arms wrap around my shoulders the same time her legs wrap around my waist. My hands find themselves in her braids as our kiss goes from playful to heated. Our kiss is exploratory as we indulge in the taste of each other. I’m about to split the seam of her lips with my tongue when my phone begins to ring. I groan, pulling away with one last kiss.

“I’m sorry but that’s my sister’s ringtone,” I said, as I separated myself from Mila to grab my phone.

“No worries, I’m going to take this trash to the kitchen,” she says, grabbing up the bags from dinner. 

When I answer, all I hear is sirens in the background that immediately put me on high alert. “Ava what’s wrong?”

“It’s Dad!”

[yukisnowywriting]

Bubble Tea

Kamisato Ayato x calm!fem!reader

Genre : fluff

Warning : cussing, and some comments from the dear author

Authors note : jokes on you, I've saved up for gorou and this man since Inazuma was first out just to get a notification that me storage ran out. SO YES I DONT PLAY GENSHIN NOW AND I HAVE A MORE THAN 5000 PRIMO damnnnn..... I think imma kms

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youre strolling down in inazuma's streets with your lover, Kamisato Ayato.

As people stares at the two of you, they gasp at the beauty from both lovers, a handsome getleman, and a adorable young lady. (noice)

But after a while, your date has been interupted, but it was always like this so it was fine. As the two noblemen drags ayato away to talk of business, you played with the cats beside the benchs.

usually it only took 10 minutes for ayato to come back to you, but it was already 15 minutes so you got bored and started to pick yourself up to walk around.

as you were strolling. of course not to far so Ayato doesnt get worried, you found a new bubble tea store. And as you see how theyre conversation isnt gonna stop soon, you bought one for yourself as you continue your stroll.

But not like what you expected, Ayato went back, and caught up to you 5 minutes after you started your stroll.

"my apologies darling, I took quite the time didnt I? were you bored" he says with his usual gentle voice. "kinda bored, but it was fine. what did you talked about? is there something new in the commision?"

The two of you then continued your stroll while he talked about the disscussion he just had.

"sweetheart, ive been rambling about all of this noble nonsense on our date, isnt that boring for you?why dont you talked about how youre doing since we didnt really get to meet a lot this week." he says with a a little frustration in his voice. But rather than what he said, you feel like "Just being with you is already very great for me"

Ayato felt like his heart was just struck by an arrow 'j-just what did i do to deserve this adorable creature..' he says in his mind as you continue talking "hearing you talk, and feeling you next to me is very enjoyable for me. So sometimes i just go quite because i want to enjoy hearing your voice, after all, your correct about us s=being busy most of the time" you say with a little pout.

"t-that is very pleasing to hear my love, but are you sure just being with me is enough? dont you want to get some snacks?" 'dear archons how am i gonna go on'

"sure, anything you like. Just be by my side, and dont leave me alone"

and that was the last string that was keeping him from falling in love with you and simping for you harder than before. He just want to keep you just for him.

He then pulls on your waist, went behind you,, wraps his arms around your waist, and rest his nuzzles his face to your cheek.

"your so adorable my love, may I have your permission to lock you up in my mansion to keep you for myself?" he says with a teasing voice

"....its better that you dont do that..."

"ahahaah, of course, now can you share one of my favorite things in the world that your holding right now?"

you then looked at the remaining bubble tea, just 2 bubbles and 1/7 brown sugar milk tea of the glass in your hand then looked at ayatos face beside yours....

"nope" then you took the glass to the hand opposite from ayato and put it up away from him. He tries to reach for it, and when he succeeded, you pulled it to you and slurped the ttwo bubbles with some water leaving the glass to remain with the now only brown sugar milk tea without the bubbles.

".....fine" Ayato spun you arounf to face him the closes the gap between the both of your lips gently and pulled your body closer to his. He then deepens the kiss and steals the one of the boba bubble from your mouth.

"quite good. sweet, but not as sweet as you. now shall we go home?"

"u-uhm" you nod

great thing you were not in a crowded place.

[andvys]

Omg honestly at first I would have said Steve and Cheer. Mainly because they were childhood friends. But Eddie came in and damnnnn! Also now that I’ve processed all the chapters I’ve come to realize that the bond they shared when they were childhood friends will always be tainted by his [steve] poor and nasty behavior towards her when they were in a relationship. Even though he’s improved so much. Let me explain. Yes Steve has changed and all of that but the fact that she felt she wasn’t enough for Eddie when she walked into the hideout and saw him with Jeff’s girlfriend proves my point that one of her insecurities stems from the trauma Steve caused her. She’s always going to have some small insecurity about herself. Why? Because she’s human it’s normal. We all have some insecurity that stems from an emotional situation. This is something she is slowly learning to work through. And who has been there helping her? Eddie.

I think Eddie and Cheer’s bond is more special. Also the way it started was innocent and at a good time. He was never a rebound for her. They just happened to click and happened to grow close in a moment that she felt so alone and that she needed someone. He never approached her with mal intent or an interest to get in her pants. I doubt he ever said “let me get close to reader so I can fuck her.” No. That was never his intent. He unknowingly has healed her everyday by just being there for her. Listening to her. Being attentive in ways that don’t have to be physically or sexually intimate. He’s always so selfless with her and he constantly put his feelings and heart on the line knowing that Steve still lingers. Sometimes you have to outgrow people and outgrow your old self to find the new good things that life is throwing you. And I think this is what happened to Eddie and Cheer. She slowly let go of this facade of a persona she was holding up when she was with Steve. Eddie brought out who she really was. She was comfortable and became confident enough to come out of her little shell with no judgement and expectations from Eddie as opposed to Steve. AND this is why Eddie and Cheer’s bond is more special.

And because of my earlier statement. The childhood aspect of their friendship [steve and cheer] is tainted with the hurt Steve caused her. Yes it’s always going to be a sweet memory to remember. Yet, what will come after is the memory of what her and Steve were after the friendship. The hurt, the lies, and betrayal. And it sucks. Because they did have such a pure friendship. I hope she gets to a point where she can look at the friendship with out feeling hurt of what happened after. Because Steve was her friend first and I’m 100% sure the friendship with him did mean a lot to her. Maybe more than the relationship itself.

DAMN that was long lol

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk😅

-💃🏻💅🏻

YES YES YES

I absolutely agree with you!!

The relationship with Steve did mean a lot to her, just as much as the friendship did, she really loved him, and he broke her heart.

A heart that Eddie put back together....

[norrisleclercf1]

im 20 and virgin by choice... idk why i just don't ever feel sexually attracted to anyone??? like? i am still questioning my sexuality ngl

i rejected countless guys and i do not regret it one bit tbh 😭 am i the problem? why do i not like anyone?

Ya know I had this issue for a while were I thought maybe I was bi, but I think I just find females attractive but not enough to date and love them ya know? But with men I do like men, I mean I do get horny and stuff, but I don’t feel crazy sexually attracted to anyone where I’m like damnnnn. So no you’re not alone, I mean I had a crush on someone for a long time growing up and I think him messing around with my feelings and mixed signals got me confused, also I’m a straightforward person you can’t drop hints you like me you got to tell me straight up

I’ve always been able to become friends with guys much easier then girls, so I’ve had friends who did confess they liked me but at that point we were to close to date and I’ve always had a no dating friends policy after I lost my entire friend group when two friends broke up, I was the one to get blamed because they were becoming toxic for one another and I was the one who said something.

You’re not the problem you know what you want and it hasn’t come along yet, I haven’t had a crush on anyone in a long time, and I’m thankful for that. I’m growing and maturing and striving for my career and have no holding me back and I love it. Now has it probably made me too independent to the point that dating someone like me will be hard yes, but at the same time if they fucked around, I ain’t playing that game.

On the other hand, maybe accept once and test the waters, even if you aren’t attracted to them just try it out but don’t lead them on. A guy at my work asked me out, I said yes gave him my number. Now, I regretted it for most of the day until I actually talked to the guy and he was sweet, now he was 40 and I’m 22 almost 23 and we were both like…..ya no. So you’ve got to do something you’re uncomfortable with because you never know what might happen.

Live your life, explore the world, find yourself, when the time is right, it’ll happen baby

[randomsmilingpotatoes]

2 x 06 !!!!!

- yeah royal family this is a BIG problem from august hahah

- does Alexander really have to say that to every single person he wakes up help

- OMG is he about to use Alexander to take down wille . lowkey smart move but FUCK NO

- omg willes gonna end up asking simon not to go and it’s gonna end up being like last time😭

- yes pls break up with Marcus

- yeah they’re both right here. Just pls break up

- damnnnn okay. i don’t think Simon gets off on drama but okay it probably does look that way to Marcus oof

- oh what the FUCK not blaming Alexander AGAIN

- no Alexander , I don’t care how mad you are at wille don’t DO this

- FUCK not the drugs AS WELL that gets Simon😭

- felice is such a good friend I just wish Sara was the same😭

- GOOD. See he’s a SHIT person I’m so glad felice knows now though

- OH MY GOD THEYRE GONNA KNOW ABOUT SARA NOW YES YES YES

- THIS IS NOT SAFE HAPPENING AT A SHOOTING RANGE.

- oh my god WILLE

- okay I’m kinda scared wille please don’t actually shoot him it’s not worth the consequences even if it is covered up😭

- I am SO glad simon was there to hear Sara say that. Fuck that’s gonna hurt

- what a SHIT excuse. “You’re despicable” THANKS FELICE YES YES YES

- good.

- wait so NOW Sara doesn’t trust him?? I mean,,, good I guess?? Only bc she finally felt the consequences of her own actions though.

- oh I wish wille and Simon could’ve talked about that:( and I wish the hug worked:((( but honestly that is a LOT for Simon and he probably needs to talk to his mum or friends://

- that school sign again

- I mean. I’m glad his mum and dad actually hugged him at least

- good simon talking to ayub and rosh🥺

- omg not telling his mum bc he doesn’t want to break her heart:(((

- everythiNg he said and the “but it’s not enough” 😭

- YES felice switch rooms!!!!!

- yes exactly!!!

- omg she is NOT about to out Stella are you fucking kidding me

- YES felice

- omg how are they stuck in the same room let felice live with Madison😭

- the FaceTime call with ayub🥺 I love friends

- oh sara left!! good but also where is she lowkey she can’t go home with Simon either

- why did I think she was actually gonna go back to august for a second

- SEASON ONE SONG

- wait I just had a thought what if after all this Sara is gonna go back and stay with Micke

- “it’s not worth tearing our families apart… I don’t want him to ruin what we’ve got” 😭😭

- oh my god I’m literally about to cry they’re on the same page and can be together😭😭😭😭

- I LOVE YOU. HE SAID IT HE SAID IT HE SAID IT HE SAID IT😭😭😭😭

- SARA is gonna be the one to report it????

- omg I was MESMERISED DURING THAT SPEECH. he had the opportunity and he took it😭😭 im so fucking proud😭😭 was worried for a second Simon wasn’t happy about that but they smiled I’m so happy😭 they can fight their battles together next seasonnnnnnn

but holy shit what are the consequences SEASON THREEEEEEE

[rainswept]

"Of course you're not easily to manipulate," is what I'd like to say. But we're all humans after all. We aren't immune to everything, least of all psychological tricks and persuasion methods.

How is it that you know Forget-Me-Not, who's the owner of Walden, yet he hasn't taught you basic card games?

Tsk.

Poker's a game of luck. You draw 5 cards, and then there are a couple of cards left on table. Dealer flips over the cards one by one, and your goal is to make the best hand possible. If you don't think you can win, you can fold, but that's an automatic loss. You can bluff or continue, but at the end, all players show their hand.

That's the extremely quick and short explanation for it. There's more to it, but that's the gist. Hm.

Might be too complicated if you don't know it tho, so how about Blackjack instead? Using 2 cards, get as close to 21 without going over.

I'll reveal one of the cards in my hand since you've been a willing partner. I'm also new. I have a very limited social presence, I know none of the other participants, and you just caught my fancy.

Manus Vindictae, according to my research, is a deeply troubling organization. They seem to hold a veritable distain and hatred for ordinary humans such as you or I, and are they not above using crude methods such as murder to further their means. The Storm, as I understand it, seems to be something akin to a cleansing - where humans go extinct. Or so I'm told.

Which begs the question, what does Forget-Me-Not want with you?

“I have a very limited social presence, I know none of the other participants, and you just caught my fancy.” DAMNNNN okay okay i see how it is. 😊😊

we’re not immune, of course, me included — but i can say i have a lot of experience with things such as this. all i need to do is learn how exactly you do it, and it is very easily avoidable — otherwise, the most i can do is not reveal anything i don’t need to, which i’m sure is enough for now.

what can i say? i’ve never been all too interested in cards, nor has forget me not really tried to pry.

blackjack works!

honestly.. i dislike humans too! not to the point of murder, of course, but can you blame them?? a lot of us suck. yeah, the storm is somewhat of a cleansing, and they’re trying to save people from it, despite said ‘hatred’! is that not one of the most selfless things they could do? they haven’t killed anyone when it wasn’t completely necessary, i’m sure.

i can’t say i completely trust forget me not, but who completely trusts anyone anyway? you have to keep your cards close to your chest, no matter how sure you are the people sitting beside you won’t be looking.

[hellmouth-manor]

the night is young, full of pain | micah | 4.1

Micah, showing up with a new haircut and the same old black suit, is thinking to himself:

Damnnnn I should have installed Duolingo a long time ago. I mean, I saw all the memes about the damn owl and kind of thought it was a wash but having to get Heather to translate murder evidence for me was a bit cringe. Once this is over, do you reckon they have wifi where-ever I go? Will I have enough spare time to learn it? Surely it can't be harder than learning how to be a mime. C'mon, Micah. You can do it. Maybe after we're done here I'll go read a book on Japanese 101 in the library.

This is an insipid line of thought. You'd think that he'd be thinking more along the lines of 'oh my god my best friend died in front of me', and he did think that a bit, but then it all got way too much and his brain couldn't take it. He's not that smart. He's gonna focus on other things. 

"Okay, so, uh, basics..."

He sounds chill? Very even-toned.  

"Four people involved in this case, two killers, two victims. Looks like one killed Takei and the other killed-" he has to look at the case file again because he hasn't said this one out loud- "Taniguchi. Mm. We can deduce from the latter's notes that they were working together in some way. Although maybe they only meant to kill Takei and Taniguchi was an accident since she got in on the crime scene? I don't know. Hmm. What else..."

He keeps moving to try and brush his hair out of the way and being mildly surprised when it's not there. The phantom haircut experience.

"...Do we have to bring up the stupid mirror pot trap in the funhouse? We have to talk about that, don't we. What was that. Amateur Saw-trap ass nonsense. I know we've all been crazy from the motive but I'm just irritated I had to look at it, more than anything."