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[scarletlizzard]

Older

Music Series

Pairing: professor!Wanda x fem!Reader

Tags Minors DNI: older/younger (college), mommy kink, smut, choking, fingering & strap on use (R receiving), little overstimulation, praise or degradation kink? why not both, just shameless smut sorry

A/N: This is based on the song Older by Isabel LaRosa! This was requested. Thanks for reading, gladly appreciate any feedback. Thank you! 😊🩷

Masterlist

Wanda watches from her chair as you lean across the desk in front of her, your ass in the air with your skirt pulled down. Her hands reach out to caress your hips, touching the soft skin she can see. When her fingers reach your panties, she begins to pull them down, seeing a sticky string of wetness on your thigh.

"Please, Professor... I need you so bad," you moan and look back at her. Wanda stares in your eyes, her fingers dipping inside of you. You were soaking wet, and she knew it was all for her, your hot walls squeezing her fingers as she thrusted them inside you.

"Ohh, God! Miss Maximoff! " You moan again, Wanda feels herself becoming wetter as you push your hips back against her.

"Miss Maximoff..."

The image of you bent over her desk begins to fade.

"Miss Maximoff? " She hears your voice again.

Wanda blinks and clears her throat, her eyes meeting yours. Only this time, you're standing in front of her desk instead of lying across it. Students around the room were packing their bags and heading towards the door.

"Yes, Miss Y/L/N?" She asks and blinks a few more times, looking up from the papers she was supposed to be grading.

This had been happening more often the closer to the end of the semester came. Wanda was a professor at the university you attended. She had been a professor for a while now and absolutely loved her job, the life she was able to live with the money it paid, and being able to teach young minds. Every semester, she saw hundreds of faces, sometimes not being able to remember all of the names.

But then you walked in the first day of this spring semester with a cute smile on your face, eyes sparkling up at her as you greeted her.

Something about you and the way you acted towards her had Wanda questioning all of her morals.

To be fair, you couldn't help it... when you saw Wanda Maximoffs name on your schedule, you knew what you wanted. Your friends had told you all about her from when they took her class, and you'd seen her walking around campus before. She was exactly what you needed after failed relationship after relationship.

Someone older, someone as hot as she is.

So as the semester went on, you began wearing more revealing clothes, leaving very little to the imagination. At the end of every class, you would find yourself leaning over her desk, watching as Wanda struggled to keep eye contact with you.

"I don't think I really understood today's lesson. Do you think you could give me some extra help?" You would ask her, batting your eyelashes. Wanda swallowed hard and looked around the empty room, running a hand through her firey hair.

"My last class gets out at 3:30. You can meet me back here at 4." She said with a smile, muscle tensing in your grasp as you touched her arm.

"Thank you so much, Professor. .."

And that was how you started your extra 'tutoring' sessions with Wanda. Every day at 4, you would meet her in her class and shut the door behind you. You were a straight A student, clearly not needing any help, so the entire time was spent flirting and laughing, lots of lingering looks and touches.

As time went on, you couldn't help but stare at the ring on her finger. One afternoon, she caught you and gave a soft smile, finding herself needing to explain it to you. But as she opened her mouth, she realized you were her student and nothing more.

"It's complicated," she sighs, deciding not to share. You nod and rest your hand on top of hers, using your other hand to flip the pages of your book. She didn't move away.

'It's complicated' was good enough for you to want - no, need more from her.

So the next day you showed up to her classroom after hours, and when you shut the door, you strutted over to her where she sat at her desk.

"Hey Y/N, what -" Wanda said with an eyebrow raised. She watched as you moved between her and her desk, situating yourself between her legs.

"How long are we gonna play this game for?" You asked in a sultry voice, your hand playing with the top button of her blouse.

"Y/N... this is highly inappropriate. I-I don't know what you're talking about," she spoke sternly, but the look in her eyes and the way she didn't move away was all you needed to continue.

"I'm talking about where we pretend you don't want to fuck me." Your hands moved to the bottom of your skirt, fingers pulling the fabric slowly over the skin of your thighs. "Cmon, Wanda, I can be your little secret... I know you think about me. Do you imagine fucking me right here?" You asked and bite your lip, watching her hands ball into fists.

"I told you to call me Miss Maximoff." Wanda said, not denying a word you spoke.

You leaned forward, hands moved to rub her thighs as your lips touched her ear.

"I'd rather call you mommy..."

Wanda groaned at your words, and in a quick second, she had you bent over her desk, your hands behind your back as her hips pressed against your ass. A moan escaped your lips as your cheek hit the wooden surface. Your hips moved back against her, causing another low sound from Wandas throat.

Before she could do anything else, she quickly released you, panting from the sudden rush of adrenaline. Wanda runs a hand through her hair and straightens out your skirt, stepping away from you. You frown at her actions, hating the way her hands weren't on you anymore.

"You're my student, Y/N. I can't risk it," She said with a cold tone to you, eyes dark with lust.

"Only for a little longer!" You argued her, frowning and crossing your arms.

"You're too young," Wanda said softly and shook her head. Her fingers ran over her lips after she spoke.

You didn't have anything to say at that. You ran out of the room with tearful eyes and an ache in your stomach, not stopping when she called out your name.

That was two weeks ago, and you hadn't been back to her class after hours since. Though every morning Wanda greeted you with that charming fucking smile and a, "Good morning, Y/N," slipping off her tongue in the nicest voice.

Which brings you back to today, standing in front of her as she stared at you with those same dark eyes from two weeks ago. You raise an eyebrow at her demeanor.

"I just wanted to say thanks for all the..." You eye the students leaving the classroom. "...extra help this semester." You clear your throat and adjust the bag on your shoulder. Wanda nods slowly, the image of her fingers inside of you now stuck in her head.

"Of course, Miss Y/L/N. You're a very bright young lady, you know that? Wise beyond your years," Wanda says with a smile, and she truly meant it. You sigh softly with a nod and head towards the door as everyone else had left.

"I'd like to go over your final paper with you, if you don't mind?" You hear her say, and your heart begins to race.

"4?" You ask, turning your head to look at her. She nods.

***

You hear the wood creak as Wanda closes the door. The clicking of the lock makes you squeeze your thighs together as you sit in the chair she put in front of her desk.

You take in her appearance, a white blouse hugging her top and dark slacks on her lower half that she usually wore. She took her red hair out of the bun she had and let her hair fall down her shoulders. She always looks so effortlessly beautiful, always so perfect.

"Is something wrong with my paper?" You ask tentatively, watching her sit across the desk from you.

Wanda folds her hands together on the desk, studying your face carefully. "It was brilliant, Y/N. One of the best I received, actually," she chuckles a little. You blush at her praise and watch as her smile slides into a smirk.

"Thank you, Miss Maximoff." You swallow hard, feeling the tension between the two of you grow in the quiet room. You hear the clock on the wall behind Wanda ticking almost as loudly as your heart was beating in your ears.

"Since I'm no longer your teacher, you don't have to call me that," she says and leans back in her chair.

"Oh, so I can call you Wanda now?" You say playfully, taking in the way she slides the ring off her finger and puts it in a drawer of her desk.

"I'd rather you call me something else," Wanda says, and you can feel your body heat up, realizing she was quoting your last conversation.

You stand from your chair and walk around the desk, feeling her eyes on you as you do. "Something specific?" You tease, standing between her and her desk, once again.

"Are you going to make me ask?" She says and tilts her head, looking up to you. Her hands reach out to rest on your hips as she stands from the chair. It's your turn to look up to her.

"Maybe," you tease again with a shrug, a gasp leaving your mouth when she lifts you easily onto the desk.

Wanda puts herself between your legs, the space between the two of you filled with her presence. You could smell the expensive perfume she wore and the mint on her breath as she leaned in. She chuckles lowly at the goosebumps that arise on your arms.

"I'm not going to be the one begging," she whispers in your ear, a finger under your chin as she leans back and forces your head up.

The two of you lean in at the same time, lips moving in sync as your arms move to wrap around her. Her lips are softer than you could have ever imagined, and you could taste the mint you smelled earlier on her tongue as she explores your mouth.

"I've wanted to kiss you like this since the first time you walked in this room," Wanda groans into your mouth and you can only whine in reply as your hands move to unbutton her blouse.

Her hands make quick work of undoing your jeans, and you wish you hadn't stopped wearing skirts after she told you she couldn't be with you. But those thoughts are quickly replaced with watching Wanda slide your pants and panties down together.

Wanda can't help but moan quietly at the sight of your already wet thighs, sticky with your arousal just like in her dream. She looks in your eyes as two fingers press onto your clit, your mouth parting at the feeling.

"So wet for me already, and I haven't even done anything yet..." She sighs, rubbing circles as your hands grip desperately onto her now open shirt.

"Please, Miss Maximoff... I need you so bad," you moan her name. She almost thinks she's dreaming again until she slips her fingers inside of you, feeling your warm walls squeeze her fingers just as she thought they would. Even better than she imagined.

"What was that, baby?" Her fingers stay still inside of you, her eyes watching your red cheeks.

"Please... mommy?" You ask and bite your lip, her fingers suddenly moving inside of you was all you needed to know that was what she wanted to hear.

"You hear that? You hear how wet you are for me?" She asks, the filthy sounds of her fingers pumping in and out of you fill the empty room. "Fucking gorgeous sounds baby," Wanda groans at the feeling of you squeezing her fingers.

"Yes, mommy, I-I'm so wet for you! Your fingers feel so good," you moan and buck your hips pathetically against her hand.

"You feel so good clenching around my fingers, taking me so well, baby.. you gonna cum already huh?" Wanda says in a condescending tone with a smirk on her lips. Her fingers pick up pace, and you moan at the feeling of her knuckle deep inside of your pussy. The fingers you had imagined so many times inside of you, finally curling and drawing an orgasm out of you. Your body shakes as you come, stomach tightening as you soak her fingers.

"Fuck - Wanda!" You let out, feeling her fingers pump inside of you through your climax.

When she sees your body calm, Wanda removes her fingers, a whimper leaving your mouth as you clench around nothing. Your legs squeeze Wandas hips when she puts her fingers in front of your lips.

"Open up, sweetheart. Taste yourself, see how good mommy made you feel," she says and moves her other hand to cup under your chin.

You comply and open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. When she puts her fingers in your mouth, you suck hard and look up at her with innocent eyes. Batting your eyelashes, you lick between her fingers, a low moan illiciting from the back of her throat.

Something seemed to snap inside of Wanda as you did that, and she quickly removed them and lifted your shirt over your head before taking a step back. The fact that you weren't wearing a bra only drove Wanda more crazy.

"Turn around, baby, and stick your ass up... let me see that pretty pussy," she says with dark eyes, her hands unzipping her slacks to pull out a red strap. Your eyes widen at the sight and she chuckles. "It's okay sweetheart, you can take it. We'll make it fit, won't we?" She asks and watches as you nod and turn around.

You bend over the desk, lifting your ass up and looking back at her, always so fucking innocently. Wanda hums at the sight and guides her strap up and down your wet pussy, sliding part of it in easily.

"I've dreamed of this," she says, and you didn't know she literally had.

You grip onto the wood in front of you, eyes squeezing closed as she pushes herself deeper inside of you. Her hands rub your back and hips soothingly.

"Mommy -fuck- want to take all of you," you whimper out.

"Oh don't worry, sweetheart, you will," she coos and fills you up completely, the fabric of her pants rubbing against your ass as you push back onto her hips.

Once she's bottomed out, she reaches forward to grab your hands, placing them behind your back and holding them there tightly with one hand. Again, all too familiar from your last meeting with her, only this time you've gotten your way. Her hips begin to move slowly at first, but once your whimpers turn into moans, she can no longer hold back.

"This is all you wanted, isn't it, sweetheart? To be fucked and filled with mommys cock like a good little slut," Wanda breathes out as she rails into you.

"Yes, mommy! I-" You stop mid sentence and half moan half whine as your cheek rubs against the wood with every thrust, her hips hitting yours roughly. You clench around the length of her cock, every word driving you closer ro another orgasm.

With one hand holding yours behind your back, the other smacks your ass sharply. "You can't even talk, can you baby? Is mommy fucking you dumb? What happened to my smart girl?" She chuckles, again in a condescending tone.

But she wasn't wrong. You were at the point of whining, and gasping breathes with each thrust feeling deeper than the next. All your teasing and taunting Wanda through the semester, and this was all it took to finally shut you up.

Not that either of you would complain.

The desk scratches against the floor as she pounds into you, the sounds of the wood creaking underneath the weight of you and her fucking into your wet pussy fill the room, accompanied by your whimpers and half sentences.

"Feels so -"

Another moan.

"So, so good, mommy!"

Another whimper.

Wandas hand palms your ass cheek roughly before you feel her nails digging into your hips. She feels more resistance as she pumps in and out of you, your walls clenching tightly.

"You're close, aren't you, sweetheart?" She groans at the whimper that leaves your mouth, and she pushes herself harder into you. For a second, you feel like the desk would break. "Alright baby, you better be a good girl and cum for mommy..." She says and the praise is all you need to release all over Wandas strap, your wetness spreading and dripping onto your thighs.

The scrapping of the desk stops as she slows her thrusts, her hand releasing your hands from her grip. The two of you sit there for a moment breathing heavily, and Wanda leans forward to kiss your cheek.

"Such a good girl for me, you took me so well, baby... that's it. Just take a minute." Her hands move to lift you up, not removing the cock from inside of you. She sits down in her chair and brings you with her, sitting you in her lap.

"I-I can't take anymore," you breathe out and shake your head, wincing at the feeling of how full she felt inside of you, the way she stretched you out completely.

"Shhh," Wanda coos in a soothing voice, placing sweet kisses on your back and shoulder. "Just one more baby, one more for mommy. There you go, baby just like that," she says, guiding you to move your hips.

Any pain had quickly turned to pleasure as you moved in her lap, your back pressing against her front as you leaned back. Her hips met yours with every bounce, and you tears threatened to escape with how good you felt.

"Such a good girl for mommy, aren't you?" She asks, you feel her left hand grope your breasts, fingers squeezing your nipple as her right hand moves up your side slowly, gripping your throat.

"Y-Yes, mommy, just for you. I'm -oh fuck- I'm so close," you whine as her fingers squeeze either side of your neck. You feel the air escape your throat just enough to feel your chest tighten.

Wanda moans at the feeling of your pulse quicken under her thumb. She was practically holding you up at this point. Your head falls back onto her shoulder, and her left hand moves down to rub your swollen clit. You let out a gasp at the pleasure of the overstimulation of it all.

"That's it, baby, just like that. You're doing so good for mommy," she praises in your ear, her lips moving against the skin just underneath. Wandas hips move more roughly up into you, her grip tightening around your throat.

Your hands move up to grip onto her arm, nails digging into the sleeves of her shirt as she forces another orgasm out of you.

"Mommy, I'm coming!" You whine as your body trembles against her, your legs failing you as she holds you up tightly in her lap.

"Fuck sweetheart, just-just hold on mommy's gonna cum too," Wanda groans against your neck and continues to pound into you from underneath you as she chases her own high. You were beyond overstimulated at this point, and the tears that threatened to fall from earlier flowed freely down your cheeks now.

Wandas thrusts begin to waver, and as she moans against your skin, her hand squeezes your throat again, the muscles in her arm tensing as she comes.

She removes her hand from your throat and clit and instead wraps her arms around you securely. You bury your face against her neck, feeling vulnerable and exposed as you sit naked in her lap. Wanda had taken any weight you carried off your shoulders, you had never felt more relaxed or well-fucked in your life.

You feel her lips kiss your cheek, and you respond by peppering her neck and jaw with kisses back.

"You okay, darling?" Wanda asks, her voice soft. You could see a bright smile on her face as you look up at her and nod. "Use your words."

"Yes... never felt better." You sigh contently and smile back at her, leaning over to kiss her on the lips.

Wanda helps you off of her strap, your legs weak underneath you as you reach for your shirt as she tucks the strap back into her pants. She reaches out to grab your panties and jeans.

"I don't want you to clean yourself off until you get home. Understand?" She asks with a smirk as she pulls your pants over your wet and sticky thighs. "I want you to think about me for the rest of the night," Wanda whispers and buttons your jeans, pulling up the zipper. You stand uncomfortably but nod, the thought and feeling only making your stomach burn all over again.

You look at Wanda and take in the sight of the smirk on her red, swollen lips, her red hair cascading down to lay on her breasts that peak through her open blouse. Her hands move to button up the shirt, but the sight of her empty ring finger reminds you of a certain fact.

"Will I see you again?" You ask, not being able to hide the disappointment on your face. The smile that takes over her face is enough to relax the features on your own.

"We've got all summer," she chuckles, her hands cupping your cheeks as she kisses your forehead.

Someone older was definitely what you needed.

And having Wanda for the summer? You would do everything prove to her that age was just a number, and figure out just how 'complicated' her marriage was. Because when she walked out of the classroom with you next to her, she left the ring in the drawer of the desk she had just fucked you on.

[hazelsmirrorball]

 Rockstar girlfriend II. | Hazel Callahan

Rockstar! Hazel Callahan x Popstar! Reader Summary: Hazel Callahan and Y/n L/n have to be in a pr relationship, but both of them can stand each other.  Warnings: Enemies to lovers! Enemies to lovers! Enemies to lovers! Heavy makeout session,  smoking. English isn’t my main language  a/n: Wrote this in class so I hope you gusy enjoy! Plus I’m really grateful on all the love you gave to the last one 

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Heart throb and Rock sensation, Hazel Callahan from the band ‘The Bottoms’ was caught making out with a C list celebrity.   

Every press was good press or at least that was something her manager tried to convince her that being associated with Hazel Callahan was a good thing for her career. She wanted to agree but seeing the picture stare back at her with that damn headline made her go insane. She couldn’t believe it was even possible to be more pissed off at Hazel Callahan, more than she once was. Hazel got praised for the things she did. Rock sensation and Heart Throb and what did Y/n get? C list celebrity? Was this some type of cruel joke? Did Hazel personally know the writer of the article? Was she fucking them? Either way she was on the editors good side and also on the press good side. 

The picture had gotten a lot of attention, like a LOT of attention. The publicity stunt had done its job  spreading like wildfire. Hazel’s ring covered hands gripping onto her ass while Y/n moaned into the kiss. Hazel white tank tops rose up whilst Y/n’s skirt was almost at her stomach.  Both of the girls' hair was a mess and both of them look like they enjoy the kiss. 

The picture haunted Y/n’s head, there was evidence that she was melting into her biggest enemy's touch. Everything was a constant reminder of that. Instead of Y/n falling asleep pissed out of her mind because of some random shit Hazel did now she found herself falling asleep flustered. The only thought running through her head was Hazel's hands running all over her body and her sweet kisses. She had heard through other celebrities that Hazel was a good kisser but never would it cross her mind that she was going to test that theory. When Y/n tried writing a song she would find herself unconsciously trying to find words that rhyme with Hazel. If the lingering touch wasn’t enough all Y/n could see was the damn picture of them making out. In very elaborate almost pornographic fan edits, news articles and magazines, t-shirts, everywhere. Even Brittney went to the point of making that picture her wallpaper to mess with her. 

Things were different now, not a good different, but different. She still despised Hazel; the only thing that had changed was the kiss between the two and the fact that people now knew that they didn’t hate each other. So their PR team was actually onto something because song streams from both sides were upping by the minute. Gaining followers left to right, both fandoms trying to uncover which song was dedicated for who. Every drama reporter and Late Night show host tried contacting their management team just to get the scoop on what was happening between the two. So management made it their mission to ride that heat of the moment.  

That’s how Y/n, Isabel and Brittney found themselves backstage in The Bottoms concert. Management wanted people to link Hazel with Y/n as the “Rock Star girlfriend” so after fighting for her manager for what felt like hours she found herself pushing past people to find Hazel. Her management team wanted fans to see Y/n wearing something that belonged to Hazel, so  they would think they were a couple. 

Y/n looked at the door in front of her, Hazel name written in her messy writing on a small whiteboard. Her hand reached towards the door handle, slowly opened the door to the dressing room. Y/n instantly scrunched up her nose as the smell of cigarettes overtook her nostrils. She looked around the dark room in front of her furrowing her eyes. The room was filled with half empty beer bottles, pizza boxes, several cigarette budds, dirty shirts and other things she couldn’t even understand what they were. They had only been here for a day, how was it possible for her to make such a mess. 

“Aren’t you going to say hi to your favorite girl?” A voice spoke, making Y/n turn towards the couch watching how Hazel inhaled the smoke from her cigarette. Hazel leaned back comfortably onto the leather couch, her leather covered legs spread open as she looked at her with barely open eyes. Y/n’s eyes followed her lips watching how the smoke slowly escaped her lips. She could feel her face turn red cursing herself for feeling like this in front of her. 

“Hello.” Y/n barely managed to get out, not knowing what to say. Usually she would bitch out at Hazel with ease. Going off for hours annoyed at the girl, but now she was a flustered mess, imagining those leather pants rubbing against her thighs. 

“L/n? You are usually very vocal? Ever since our little work session you don’t know what to say. My hotness finally caught up to you?” Hazel replied, tapping her cigarette on the ashtray next to her, stubbing it out. She sent a smile her way, running her now available ring-covered hands over her pants slowly. Hazel smirked watching how Y/n’s eyes didn’t leave her hands. 

“Shut up” Y/n mumbled, gaining her composure glaring down at her, her anger once again showing up. Hazel let out a chuckle not moving from her place looking at Y/n through her long eyelashes. Y/n noticed the hint of a mischievous look in her eyes. What was she thinking about? 

“What? Is my little D lister bitch flustered? Remember this is all professional, L/n. If it weren’t for this stupid contract I wouldn’t let you five feet near me. You are lucky that I even touch you.” Hazel replied tauntingly, sending a smirk her way. Her arms stretched against the backrest of the couch. Y/n lips scrunched up as she furrowed her eyebrows pissed off out of her mind. Y/n moved towards Hazel pulling her towards Y/n by the silver chain that adorned her neck. 

“Let me tell you something, Callahan. I don’t want this. If it weren't from my damn manager fighting with me to be here, I would be anywhere but here. So don’t get too cocky, like you said this, this is professional. So you can call me an actress, because your touch didn’t do shit” Y/n gripped on her chain harder as Hazel looked up at her fake shook covering her face. Her hands reached up in a defensive manner while her gaze turned in her usually cocky one. 

“They don’t call me a master with my hands just because I’m good with the guitar, sweetheart. I know how to differentiate a fake moan from a real one and what you did wasn't fake.” Hazel reached out towards Y/n pushing a string of her hair behind her ear sending a shiver  up  her spine.  Y/n searched for the words to say but she couldn’t find a word in the dictionary to make a comeback. Hazel hands reached towards her waist pushing Y/n down on her lap. 

“You look stressed, why don’t you take a smoke?” Hazel continued reaching for the table next to them, handing her  the box of cigarettes. Y/n looked down at the cigarettes in her lap and slowly looked up at Hazel taking in every inch of her. 

“I don’t smoke” Y/n replied, looking to the side. Hazel took the box of cigarettes in her hand, taking one out and placing it on her lips. She quickly bucked her hips up still holding onto Y/n with one hand to slip out her lighter. Hazel pushed  the end of the lighter against Y/n chin making her look at her. 

“You are tense, you need to ease down. So help me out, pretty girl” The said while gripping onto the cigarette on her teeth. Hazel handed the lighter to Y/n waiting for her to light it up. Y/n slowly leaned in, turning the lighter on the flame hitting Hazel’s skin making her glow. Y/n looked at Hazel’s closed eyes, the messy smokey liner surrounding her eyes caused a small smile to form on her lips. Hazel slowly gripped on her waist to make her continue. She slowly lights up the cigarette resting her hand on Hazel’s cheek. Turning off the lighter and placing it on the table next to her, not breaking eye contact with Hazel. 

Hazel closed her eyes inhaling the smoke for a few seconds keeping the smoke inside her mouth. She removed the cigarette slowly searching for Y/n’s eyes leaning towards, her lips hovering Y/n’s lips. Hazel placed the cigarette down on the ashtray slowly placing her thumb in between Y/n’s lips slowly opening them up. Hazel blew out the smoke on to Y/n’s mouth. Y/n closed her eyes, humming from the sensation. Y/n attached their lips together finding herself in the same predicament as a few days ago. Both girls fighting for dominance not wanting to lose the upper hand. 

But before Hazel could even do anything else, Y/n’s had moved her lips from hers and latched onto her neck. Y/n left sloppy kisses on Hazel’s neck, she kisses all over trying to find Hazel’s sweet spot. After a few seconds a soft whimper escaped from Hazel’s lips making Y/n smirk into her neck. She worked on that area whilst Hazel bit her lip in an attempt to cover her moans. 

“If you aren’t vocal, I’ll stop sweetheart” Y/n replied imitating Hazel's usual tone , blowing against the freshly done hickey. Hazel glared at her, taking her by the neck and pushing her against the couch pinning her down. Y/n looked up at her pissed out of her mind, while Hazel smirked her chain hanging against her face softly hitting her nose. 

“Never forget who’s in charge” She replied, letting go of her neck and moving off her heading towards the door. 

“Where are you even going?” Y/n asked looking up from the couch. Hazel chuckled turning towards her. 

“I’m going to do a show, so don’t miss me too much” and with that Hazel was gone. 

Hazel maybe had won the fight but Y/n was going to win the war. The next morning news articles made Y/n wake up in joy. Headliners making her go insane but this time in a good way. 

Y/n L/n, popstar sensation, making it known that her bass playing girlfriend is hers. 

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Chapter 12 - “drown”

> pairing : Nishimura Riki x Female Reader

> genre : college student AU! , Pool Lifeguard AU! , smau , fluff

> warnings : SLOW BURN!! , swearing , bad humor jokes , kys jokes (die etc) , kissing , semi verbal bullying (no violence) , reader! injuring herself by accident , missing parent figure

> chapter synopsis : 2 months later, y/n & niki continue to hang out with each other’s group. Causing Isabelle to be jealous of y/n, pushing her into the pool, trying to drown her at the end of her shift.

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( I also just want to mention that this series is kinda slow burn, so if your not into slow burn or plot lines that can take a bit to develop than this story is probably not your cup of tea. But I do recommend checking out my other works if you want, enjoy!! )

; AUTHORS NOTE : is coming to an end :( I know I stopped updating this bc I have absolutely lost motivation to continuing. But for now this is chapter 12, 3 more chapters to go :(

WARNING : attempt murder, “drowning” , y/n struggling, parent death, swearing (Not PROOF READ!!)

I sighed as I finished mopping the pool deck, the dim light casting a serene glow over the water. The day had been long, and the campus pool was finally empty. My lifeguard duties were nearly done, ready to close the pool and go hang out with my friends. or so I thought.

Out of the shadows and sound of slippers walking emerged someone, it was Isabelle, a simmering resentment in her eyes. I tensed, knowing there was no love or civil lost between us. Isabelle walked towards me, arm crossed and wasted no time launching into a bitter tirade about my dad.

“Look at who it is? Y/n Y/l/n.. surprised your working at a place where your dad drown. How disrespectful of you? Have you never considered that fact your dad drowned? I could never be like you.” She chuckled as I felt tears swelling up my eyes. But she doesn’t stop there. “And how dare you to hang out with MY Niki? Your the reason why he never hangs out with me. Ha.. you really think I don’t know why? Acting like your struggling with metal health just to get him to listen to you pathetic little problems… I could never be like you..”

Despite my attempts to keep her distance, Isabelle's words stung. The tension between them escalated until, in a moment of blind anger, I didn’t even realize Isabelle was stepping closer and closer to me. Before I could fully comprehend the situation, Isabelle shoved me into the deep end of the pool.

The shock of the cold water engulfed y/n. Panic set in as she struggled to stay afloat. Isabelle's twisted satisfaction echoed through the empty pool area. The lights remained dim, casting an eerie glow on the chaotic scene unfolding.

Niki’s POV:

“What’s taking so long for y/n to come out?” Jake asked, cold wind blowing towards all of us. “She’s not replying either so I don’t know..” Hanni replied as she continues to rub her hand with Isa’s, trying to gain warmth. I sighed as I continue to spam call her. Clicking on the contact name “baby🤍” again, few seconds later, it still goes to voice mail.

“Right this is actually getting ridiculous imma go in.” I said as I pushed pass Ricky and Jake. “Yo bro she’s probably coming out!” Hearing both of them yell. I could care less, what if something happened to her? I could care less if they were following me too. I passed through the glass doors towards the pool, seeing a silhouette of someone, just standing there looking towards the pool. My eyes dashed towards the pool, realizing the person standing was Isabelle, chuckling. I see bubbles coming up from pool below. Y/n.. she pushed y/n into the deepest end of the pool.

“Bro what’s going on-”

Nothing but worry and desperation to save y/n came in the form of me. Without hesitation, l dove into the water, my arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her to the surface. The relief was short-lived as she coughed and gasped for air, realizing the danger she had narrowly escaped.

As Isabelle's malicious actions became apparent, Jake and Isa, witnessing the incident, restrained her in a fit of rage. “stop! Let me go! I didn’t do anything” The confrontation attracted the attention of others – Jungwon, Ricky, and Hanni swiftly dialed for an ambulance. The urgency in their voices reflected the severity of the situation. “Please come quickly!”

I watched her face turning paler and paler, realizing she’s losing more oxygen. “Niki..cpr..” that’s the last thing she said before she faints in my arms. Fuck.. what do I do.. “NIKI! QUICK CPR! MOUTH TO MOUTH! GIVE HER OXYGEN!” Isa yelled, who was once a lifeguard in her own right, I immediately started administering CPR. Each compression and breath carried the weight of a lifeline as y/n’s oxygen supply dwindled. The fear in my eyes mirrored the desperate struggle to revive y/n. I promise I’ll save you love.. you would not die in my arms today.. my tears and sweat drops along with the pool water. I know we haven’t kissed and I know we aren’t a thing yet but I would do anything to save you right now.. slightly opening her mouth as I breath into her mouth, her pale but yet soft lips touches mines, snapping out of my thoughts, I quickly start giving her cpr again. After a few more seconds, y/n starts coughing up more water. Her eyes filled with tears as she grabs onto my arm. I pulled her into my embrace as I pat her back smoothly. Whisper nothing but soft caring words.

“Is okay love.. your fine.. I’m here..”

The distant wail of an approaching ambulance added to the chaotic symphony. In the background, the school's teacher and principal arrived, flanked by a police officer who took swift action against Isabelle's reckless act. Isabelle was led away, restrained, and destined for the police station.

Amid the chaos, y/n was carefully placed on a stretcher as paramedics took over. The urgency in their movements reflected the critical nature of the situation. Niki, visibly shaken but determined, accompanied y/n to the ambulance.

The flashing lights of the ambulance cut through the darkness as it sped towards the hospital. Y/n lay on the stretcher, consciousness fading in and out. Niki held onto her hand, still soft even with the tubs in it, his concern etched across his face. The paramedics worked diligently, monitoring y/n’s vital signs, battling against time.

At the hospital, the ER team swiftly took over. Niki, desperate for answers, waited anxiously outside. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him. The others soon arrives as minutes stretched into an agonizing eternity. Finally, a doctor emerged. Everyone heart pounded as he awaited the verdict. The doctor's words were a mix of relief and concern

“Your the reason she’s alive right now. She’s fully conscious and safe. But the accident has fully affected her.” Isa and Hanni’s heart hurts just by listening to his words. “You may visit her but please be gentle with her.” The group thanked him as they walked into the room.

Isa and Hanni quickly walk in, seeing y/n still smiling even after the terrible accident made the girls burst into tears. Walking towards her as they hugged her carefully.

“You don’t even know how worry we were of you…” Hanni sobbed into y/n’s embrace. “My girls is okay I’m okay..thank you for being here..” y/n whispered as she continue to hug them. Intak and Ricky ripped both of the girls from you as they hugged you. “We were worried sick, we thought we were going to lose you..”, “You should thank Niki. He really saved you…” intak exclaimed as he moved aside, trying to collect his tears. You looked over and see the boy you fell in love months ago, soaked wet. He walks up to you, pulling you into his embrace. Still warm even thought he’s fully drained. Tears starts to flow into your eyes as you realized your currently alive with the people you love because of him.

“Thank you for saving me…”

“I will save you everyday my love..” He kisses your forehead as you melt into his warm arms.

“For your information, the others are coming soon.” Isa informed, groans filled the room as it’s going to turn chaotic once the others arrive.. at least you’re surrounded with love today..

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[blouisparadise]

hii can u help me find this fic? so h&l are retired professional stakeborders, h gets into an accident that leaves him in the hospital. their surrogate gets pregnant with their second kid but louis didn’t plan it out with h so he had no idea. h then gets mad and it causes them to separate. extra details: louis is niall and isabelle’s adoptive son, louis names his daughter after his mother, niall was sick and staying at the hospital, he made h&l break no contact, and they are also have a child.

So Much We Didn't Say

[prpfz]

Mortal Instruments (book) RPers!

I think we know how small our fandom is on Tumblr. The RP section of it is even smaller.

I'm willing to double up!

I'm 21+ looking for someone 18+ to play the following canons against my F OCs:

Michael Wayland (platonic)

Kieran Kingson (platonic)

Magnus Bane (platonic or romantic)

Isabelle Lightwood (platonic or romantic)

Jace Herondale (romantic)

Plot ideas will be volunteered as soon as l contact you, but l'm open to suggestions! I love worldbuilding & I appreciate a long-term partner.

I'm looking for a semi-lit RP (longer than 1 line, but shorter than the novella style).

I’m looking for smut & other mature themes.

I'm willing to write as ANYONE except Jace. This includes Sebastian, Alec & any OC love interest you've created.

I can RP on Tumblr or Discord.

♉️

give a like and anon will get back to you

[quill-pen]

Scrooge Headcanons Masterlist

Scrooge is a switch NSFW

Scrooge is all about eye contact NSFW

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: A & B

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: C-G

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: H-K

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: L & M

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: N-Z

Bess' NSFW alphabet

Scrooge proposes with flower rings SFW

Who Isabel married and why that makes it even sadder SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess meets Scrooge pre-visitation SFW

Scrooge doesn't like being called 'Benny' SFW

Scrooge rolls his 'r's--anyone else notice? SFW

Scrooge plays the piano--end of discussion SFW

What Scrooge's personality type is and what Bess' personality type is and why it works SFW

Things that Bess will definitely do in the fic we just might not ever see them--lol SFW

Scrooge is gonna get long hair--deal with it SFW

Scrooge's favorite color SFW

The Scrooges: Victorian styles SEXTING NSFW

Scrooge honoring Jen SFW

Bess just needs some long, deep snuggles, okay? SFW

~(Probably) Modern AU HC: The "get along" shirt SFW

Granny FeFe's bed

Ebenezer Scrooge is a foot-popping-kiss kisser SFW

Scrooge always romances his wifey NSFW-ish (gif)

Ebeness' safe-word NSFW

Scrooge's body hair NSFW

Scrooge physique NSFW

Bess with the cute aggression SFW

Scrooge gets an accent when he gets heated SFW

Bess goes posh when she gets heated SFW

Bess Scrooge and her... interesting vocabulary SFW

Ebenezer Scrooge and holding his liquor (ficlets for examples) NSFW

Scrooge fell first SFW

Ebenezer's robe SFW

Eb's watch chimes because nostalgia for me SFW

Bess is quite low-maintenance in romance SFW

SHIRTLESS, SWEATY EBENEZER DOING FARMWORK--THIS IS HAPPENING--YOU'RE WELCOME SFW

More fun and sexy Scrooge farmwork SFW

Josephine Sulivan--Fashion designer extraordinaire! SFW

Bess talks to the animals SFW

~Modern AU HC: Cotton briefs are sexy SFW

Ebenezer's father SFW

Those bed curtains are handy for many reasons NSFW

~Modern AU HC: Netlix and chill NSFW (just to be safe)

A brief history of Jacob and Beatrice Marley SFW

Bess' body hair SFW

Bess' favorite and least favorite colors SFW

Ebenezer is top-tier dad material SFW

Scrooge-Sullivan family height comparisons SFW

Bess' hair is glorious and Ebenezer loves it SFW

Do not call Bess "the little woman" SFW

The kids think Bess is awesome SFW

American vs. British SFW

~Modern AU HC: The result of breaking up with Oliver SFW

The sweet, protective things Ebenezer does SFW

Fluffy the Turkey SFW

Adopted Scrooge headcanon: Grind or bounce? SFW

Beryl's last name SFW

~Modern HS AU HC: Bess was an emo girl SFW

~Modern AU HC: Ebeness couple shirts SFW

~Modern AU HC: Scrooge characters Starbucks orders SFW

~Modern AU HC: Kick-boxing Bess SFW

~Modern AU HC: Mixtapes SFW

"I'm not perfect, but I'll be as close as I can be for you" SFW

Bess' oral fixation NSFW

Lots of head kisses SFW

Scrooge characters' ages SFW

Just sayin'--Scrooge is probably wearing long undies SFW

Wedding and engagement rings SFW

I still call them the Hannahs SFW

~Modern AU HC: Fourth of July SFW

~Modern AU HC: Motorcycle SFW

~Modern AU HC: Elvish SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess' YouTube SFW

Portraits SFW

Do NOT insult wifey SFW

Mickey's real name SFW

Birthmark NSFW only because pictures of nude posteriors

~Modern AU HC: Bess and Oliver NSFW-ish

~Modern AU HC: Bess and horror movies SFW

*Sims AU HC: Why it took so long for Bess and Connie to meet SFW

*Sims AU HC: Ebenezer and Ebenezar SFW

~Modern AU HC: Tattoos SFW

*Sims AU HC: Bess just LOVES to torment Orin SFW (mostly--involves a crude bumper sticker)

^^Continuation of above SFW^^

*Adopted Sims AU HC: Scrooge family meeting Bea SFW

*Adopted Sims AU HC: Scrooge family meeting George SFW

*Timeless Sims AU HC: Connie and Bess-"Yes you are flirting, honey." SFW

Bess and self-care SFW

Pinkie-swear--Eb and Millie SFW

~Modern AU HC: Cutting hair SFW

George's shirts SFW

~Modern AU HC: Eb's shirts SFW

⚔️DND AU HC: Eb and Bess origins SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess' opinion on new age SFW

[thanksforthedinosaur]

december 2023

brye - recover

addison grace - pessimistic

ixaras - sprouts

rosie tucker - unending bliss

hana eid - between your teeth

marika hackman - slime

katy kirby - table

michelle - agnostic

klee - mutual symbiotic relationship

tinyumbrellas - zombies

madds buckley - paper and ink

rainbow frog biscuits - clean

julia cooper - sweet n sour

bel - read the room

holly humberstone - lauren

elio - sorority

devon again - still can't dress myself

savana santos - idk the title of this cause i’m not calling it ‘vibin’

exxy - afternoon depression

king mala - bug

emei - 711

towa bird - drain me!

lia lia - angst

madge - tall grass

zoe ko - baby teeth

ko aka koala - sorry in advance

griff - vertigo

chloe george - outward

dounia - space (528hz)

quinn xcii - georgia peach

emily vaughn - invented it

misha - keep on

julia wolf - burning house (i wanna kiss you)

raffaella - rowan

searows - collector

laura veirs - swan dive

madilyn mei - cryptid

isabel pless - practice erotic

gregory and the hawk - for now

sun june - get enough

alice phoebe lou - shine

eliza mclamb - anything you want

the beatles - now and then

penelope scott - over the moon

meljii - frog and toad

savoir adore - when it rains

mini trees - push and pull

blond in car - short hello and a long goodbye

hazel english - heartbreaker

ellis - forever

middle kids - dramamine

ian sweet - emergency contact

drizzly. - bitter to see you

pearly drops - get well

los campesinos! - avocado, baby

hovvdy - jean

chloë doucet - stormy blue

momma - sunday

pony - peach

time spent driving - milligrams

hot mulligan - shouldn’t have a leg hole but i do

teenage halloween - lights out

weakened friends - awkward

blink-182 - anthem part 3

nai harvest - missing summer

awakebutstillinbed - adapt

alkaline trio - blood, hair, and eyeballs

tigers jaw - constant headache

eyedress - separate ways (feat. the marías)

sunmi - 덕질 (call my name)

oohyo - i give you love

yaeji - easy breezy

sumin - human theater (feat.sunwoojunga)

baek a yeon - lime (i'm so) (english ver.)

seventeen - god of music

talitha. - apple pie

slayyyter - makeup (feat. lolo zouaï)

tkay maidza - out of luck

satica - show up

loony - counting thunder

kennie - cool with your girlfriend

trella - taxi driver

aurora - your blood

perc%nt - roller coaster

caroline polachek - dang

vtss - steady pace

vacationer - resemblance

tusks - artifical flame

alaina castillo - running water

venbee - messy in heaven

ivri - inversion

nia archives - that's tha way life goes

juliet ivy - bestfriend

piri - bluetooth

pinkpantheress - another life (feat. rema)

elley duhé - reborn

baby tate - lollipop

l.ucas - l(in)ve

love-sadkid - out of body

r u off - jordan

enny - charge it remix (feat. smino)

sampha - suspended

mxmtoon - cliché - revisited

emhahee - time travel

august greenwood - taroko

laufey - from the start

sushisingz - dissociated

tiffi - lucky (bonus track)

justin nozuka - twyn https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3iyQUu7rpOvkTdnW8pOuaF?si=c887c6eeb415481a

[sxlveira]

[raúl esparza - 50 - he/him] Introducing EDGAR SILVEIRA. Word on the street is they are an ASSISTANT DISTRICT ATTORNEY affiliated with THE DEMOCRATIC PARTY. Though they are RESERVED and BLUNT, they can also be RESILIENT and CARING. In the chaos of New York City, they’re sure to fit right in.

[sky - 23 - she/her - gmt - no triggers]

✧･ﾟ— B A S I C S

— NAME: Edgar Daniel Francisco Silveira

— NICKNAME/S: Ed (by his family) ; Eddie (by others close to him)

— D.O.B.: 4th April 1973 (age 50)

— GENDER, PRONOUNS, SEXUALITY: Cis male, he/him, heterosexual

— HOMETOWN: New York City, NY, USA

— AFFILIATION: The Syndicate

— JOB POSITION: Assistant District Attorney

— EDUCATION: J.D. degree, LL.M, and S.J.D. from Harvard Law School

✧･ﾟ— P E R S O N A L I T Y

— MBTI: ESFJ – the consul

— POSITIVE TRAITS: Hardworking, resilient, intelligent, observant, organised

— NEGATIVE TRAITS: Stern, reserved, argumentative, blunt, cynical

✧･ﾟ— F A M I L Y

— MOTHER: Isabel Marie Silveira

— FATHER: Ruyan Isaac Francisco

— OLDER BROTHER: Frederico ‘Rico’ Isaac Francisco Silveira

— ‘SEEING EACH OTHER’: Anaïs Murad @anaismurad

✧･ﾟ— A P P E A R A N C E

— FACECLAIM: Raúl Esparza

— EYE COLOUR: Blue

— HAIR COLOUR: Dark brown with greying patches and beard

— BUILD: Average

— HEIGHT: 6’

— SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: A 5cm scar on his left calf from a childhood accident

— BODY MODIFICATIONS: N/A

— CLOTHING

✧･ﾟ— F A V O U R I T E S

— FOOD: Pizza (particularly pepperoni)

— DRINK: Bourbon

— BOOK: Slow Horses by Mick Herron

— FILM: Road to Perdition (2002)

— TV SHOW: Elementary (2012-2019)

— SEASON: Winter

— COLOUR: Red

✧･ﾟ— B I O G R A P H Y

— Edgar was born on 4th April 1973 at 12:09am and is the youngest of two sons born to Ryan Francisco, a neurosurgeon, and his wife Isabel, a court stenographer. His brother Rico is older than him by 4 years and they were both taught to speak fluent Spanish by both of their parents. They lived in Queens.

— Edgar’s first love was baseball. He always played with his brother in their yard and their local park, often spending hours watching it on TV too. Their father took them to their first game when Edgar was seven and it remains to be his favourite memory. He also loves espionage novels and enjoys his downtime by reading them with tea and cookies.

— He grew up happy, although his father spent a lot of time out of the house due to his demanding job. Edgar looked up to Ryan, admiring his ambition, skill, compassion, and for a very brief time Edgar wanted to be a surgeon too (only after wanting to be a zookeeper, a scuba diver, a professional baseball player, and an astronaut, though). He was also close to his brother and mother: they would go on days out into the city together and spend time reading in the evenings amongst other things. This was when his love of literature began.

— Unlike his brother, Edgar was ambitious and always wanted to be challenged, especially at school. He was influenced by his mother and became interested in law because of her. He wanted to be the most successful prosecutor in NYC, so ensured that he studied hard to get through high school to focus solely on learning the law and making his parents proud. Meanwhile, Rico was getting into trouble with his teachers and also with the authorities. He’d been involved in the wrong crowds, getting involved in thefts and drug dealing, and brought shame to their parents. At the age of 19, Rico eventually left home in the dead of night and left a note to Edgar saying how sorry he was and that he’d be okay on his own. They wouldn’t see each other for another seven years and that meeting was a very brief one in the Christmas shopping crowds of lower Manhattan.

— Edgar graduated from Harvard at the top of his class. He had a four year long feud with a fellow student named Thomas and had vowed to beat him into getting top scores. They ended up being best friends and whilst Thomas ended up moving to Washington DC, they stayed in contact and see each other around the holidays.

— Edgar moved back home after graduating and after spending a couple of months helping his parents renovate their house he completed a strict study regime for his bar review before passing the bar exam first try. He then got his first job at the Queens District Attorney’s office as a clerk before working his way up to ADA. At the age of 32, he transferred from Queens to Manhattan, upping his workload and moving into a city apartment and has been there ever since. He still visits his parents often, though.

— He became an inadvertent affiliate of The Syndicate when he helped out his brother in certain dodgy dealings and in turn met Anaïs, who he tried not fall for but he did (and did so hard even if he won't admit it out loud to anyone other than Anaïs herself). In what little spare time he has, Edgar works for her father- Syndicate leader Petros, who made him realise that his talents could be put to good use in the world of crime with great rewards.

— Although ambitious and wanting to be a District Attorney (and even Attorney General), Edgar has been very comfortable in his ADA career and despite his experience he thinks he still has a way to go (little does he know that it’s just the self-doubt talking). He understands that it involves a lot of power and responsibility and doesn’t want to be watched too closely by government officials or the public considering his ties to crime.

✧･ﾟ— W AN T E D C O N N E C T I O N S

— COLLEAGUES & ASSOCIATES: If your muse also works in law- especially in Manhattan- then it’s likely they’ve crossed paths with Edgar. Maybe they’re friends or maybe they’re rivals, but I’m up for discussing anything!

— OLDER BROTHER: Rico (or name UTP) is almost four years older than Edgar and has been involved in crime since his mid-teens. He’s an efficient thief and has evaded arrest on countless occasions. The two were very close when they were younger, but as soon as Rico left home things changed drastically and now that Edgar is lowkey involved in The Syndicate I’m also up to discussing anything in regards to how that might have changed their relationship (maybe it brought them back together or maybe there’s still a wedge between them)!

[planar-river-road]

Alternate plot idea: Doofenshmirtz as a child always got blamed for something the family poltergeist did (could've been an actual poltergeist or some other more mundane cause), so he's building some kind of ghostbustinator that makes ghosts and spirits visible (Perry is a bit early and mostly just sits to the side with a cup of tea until Doof is done). Kira, who's on visit in the Tri-State Area for some reason, happens to learn about this in a way that makes him assume that Doofenshmirtz is in contact with L and/or is specifically building the device to unveil Ryuk. Cue a variety of shenanigans involving Doof's name as mentioned by og, possibly involving Doofenshmirtz getting the idea that Kira is a LOVEMUFFIN exchange student intern assistant or something.

While Kira goes on his final incriminating rant and/or has a meltdown due to all the shenanigans, Doof activates the now-finished inator without noticing, revealing Ryuk while he isn't looking and consequently assuming that Ryuk is there to pick up the exchange student intern assistant. The inator falls apart / explodes a moment later due to one of Kira's earlier attempts at sabotage, distracting Doof as Perry arrests the guy and drags him away. The only thing left is the notebook on the floor to be picked up by Doof.

The episode ends with Doof leaving whatever place he'd built the inator in, presumably somewhere with some kind of ghost rumor, and coming across the P&F squad; P&F have been trying to communicate with the dead for Isabelle's seance badge or something today and have been trying and failing to help the resident ghost move on into the afterlife (either having failed to communicate entirely and been running from an angry poltergeist for most of the episode, or only just got to the moral-of-the-story part about how sometimes someone's personal issue can't be solved in a day and needs to resolve itself in its own time). Cue Doof who had been researching some ghost catcher stuff to build his inator and pulls out the notebook he found because letting a ghost write into a notebook was one of the things the people in those internet videos do a lot. The ghost writes their name in the notebook, summoning Ryuk to take them to the afterlife and causing the Death Note to self-immolate due to some technicality about writing your own name in it. Doof wonders if that's where his inator's self-destruct button went.

Five seconds of slightly awkward silence and staring at a small pile of ashes later, Candace runs into screen yelling at her mom about P&F communicating with a terrifying ghost. Linda looks at Doof for a moment before chastising Candace about not calling someone that to their face and dragging her away again while muttering something about the difference between a pharmacist's coat and a bedsheet.

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[whoviancumberbunny]

hi I saw you liked my RP AD!

"

Mortal Instruments (book) RPers!

I think we know how small our fandom is on Tumblr. The RP section of it is even smaller.

I'm willing to double up!

I'm 21+ looking for someone 18+ to play the following canons against my F OCs:

Michael Wayland (platonic)

Kieran Kingson (platonic)

Magnus Bane (platonic or romantic)

Isabelle Lightwood (platonic or romantic)

Jace Herondale (romantic)

Plot ideas will be volunteered as soon as l contact you, but l'm open to suggestions! I love worldbuilding & I appreciate a long-term partner.

I'm looking for a semi-lit RP (longer than 1 line, but shorter than the novella style).

I’m looking for smut & other mature themes.

I'm willing to write as ANYONE except Jace. This includes Sebastian, Alec & any OC love interest you've created.

I can RP on Tumblr or Discord. "

LMK if you're still interested in RPing this!

i mostly use my OC Annie, her age usually depends on the age of the of the characters she is interacting with. when i rp on character.ai i usually make her a little younger than nephilim.

i am not good at playing cannon characters. i unless the cannon characters have almost no backstory on the wiki. so usually play my oc.

[jxrm]

book log - 2019

my kind of perfect by hannah ellis

not the girl you marry by andie j. christopher

the wedding party by jasmine guillory

sweet venom by tera lynn childs

obsession by amanda robson

the proposal by jasmine guillory

maybe in another life by taylor jenkins reid

the last librarian by brandt legg

exit west by mohsin hamid

the water cure by sophie mackintosh

the broken hearts' society of suite 17c by leighann kopans

royal holiday by jasmine guillory

the good samaritan by john marrs

fuck marriage by taryn fisher

christmas with friends by hannah ellis

the death of mrs. westaway by ruth ware

gabi, a girl in pieces by isabel quintero

swipe right for murder by derek millman

#therealcinderella by yesenia vargas

shutter island by dennis lehane

the wedding of rachel blaine by amy cross

pieces of her by karin slaughter

these witches don't burn by isabel sterling

a spark of light by jodi picoult

the friend by teresa driscoll

frankissstein by jeanette winterson

how to hang a witch by adriana mather

the bride test by helen hoang

just one bite by jack heath

the babysitters coven by kate williams

blame game by c.j. cooke

about the night by anat talshir

wreckage by emily bleeker

our house by louise candilish

just what kind of mother are you? by paula daly

the other ann by amy cross

in a dark, dark wood by ruth ware

spare room by dreda say mitchell

jar of hearts by jennifer hillier

without remorse by tom clancy

the amateurs by liz harmer

exhalation by ted chiang

the astonishing color of after by emily x.r. pan

all the beautiful lies by peter swanson

batman: year one by frank miller

go by kazuki kaneshiro

the bird and the sword by amy harmon

q is for quarry by sue grafton

guilt by amanda robson

blame it on bianca del rio by bianca del rio

size 14 is not fat either by meg cabot

the banker's wife by cristina alger

a good enough mother by bev thomas

someone we know by shari lapena

the man i thought you were by leah mercer

radio silence by alice oseman

the butterfly garden by dot hutchison

in twenty years by allison winn scotch

what happened at the lake by phil m. williams

the thinnest air by minka kent

you know me well by nina lacour

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Better Latte Than Never

This fic was created for the Shadowhunters Mini Bang 2023: Presented by the @malecdiscordserver

CHAPTER TWO

Things continue the same way over the next couple of weeks. The tension between Alec and vanilla soya latte seemed to be growing more and more with every interaction. Lydia sighed as she watched Alec watch the guy leave. 

“You do realise there’s something between you, right?” she asked, leaning against the counter as Alec sighed hopelessly and returned to the cleaning he’d been doing before vanilla soya latte walked in. 

“He’s just being polite,” Alec replied, carefully hooking jugs onto his fingers. 

Lydia huffed, shaking her head slightly. “Alec, no one keeps that much eye contact for nothing. Besides, he seemed really disappointed when he came in yesterday and you were in the back.”

Alec froze. “He came in?” he repeated quietly. 

Lydia nodded, her eyes fixed on her friend. Alec had sulked all evening because he thought that the man hadn’t stopped by. It was mildly concerning really, how seeing vanilla soya latte could affect his mood. He had stubbornly ignored the way his heart had clenched and ached at not seeing him. Alec tried to process what Lydia had said about looking disappointed but he just shrugged it off as something work-related. Maybe the man’s day hadn’t gone well or maybe he had a date that was cancelled. Alec quickly dismissed that thought as his heart gave a painful twang in his chest. 

Lydia shook her head at his antics. She was pretty sure that the attraction between the two was mutual despite what Alec claimed. Alec also didn’t see the man staring at him hopefully when he would come in and while the drink was being made, like he was hoping Alec would see him. Lydia sighed and turned back to take the next order as Alec headed into the back to do the dishes. 

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A few days later vanilla soya latte came in like he usually did and Lydia watched as he scanned the room like he was looking for something or someone. The man seemed to deflate when he wasn’t able to locate what or who he was looking for. Lydia was convinced it was Alec who was working in the back. She chatted with the man for a bit before shifting to take the next person’s order before making the drinks. 

“Oh, hey,” she smiled as she came face to face with a confused Isabelle.

“Is Alec here?” she asked, smiling at Lydia. “I thought he was working today.” 

Lydia nodded, “Yeah, one sec.” 

With that, Lydia made her way to the staff door and tapped on it, letting Alec know he was needed. 

It didn’t take long for Alec to emerge, drying his hands on a paper towel. Lydia smirked slightly as he saw vanilla soya latte perk up at the sight of Alec. 

“Coffee?” Isabelle asked sweetly, making puppy dog eyes at her brother. 

Alec rolled his eyes and turned to make the drinks, smiling at &lt;;b>vanilla soya latte</b> in the process. He was focused on his task when his ears picked up the sound of his sister’s voice. He looked over his shoulder to see who she was talking to and scowled when he saw her chatting with vanilla soya latte. He felt his stomach tighten at the sight. Of course, Izzy would get to him first, why would he look at Alec when she was right there? He quickly finished his sister’s drink, ignoring Lydia’s questioning gaze. 

“Here,” he stated, placing Isabelle’s coffee on the side. 

Isabelle beamed at him, picking up the cup and taking a sip. “You’re the best.”

Alec grunted and returned to preparing the other drink, his body tensing slightly as his sister continued to talk to vanilla soya latte. Once the drink was ready, Alec placed it on the side, a smile spreading across his face as the man took it, their eyes locking for a beat too long. 

“Thank you,” the man said, smiling brightly at him before turning back to finish his conversation with Isabelle. 

Alec’s smile fell from his lips and he glared at his sister as he cleaned the counters before returning to the back with a huff, his heart aching as he saw his sister laugh and place a hand on the man’s arm. Lydia watched him go with concern and saw the man move away from Isabelle’s touch as he looked around and seemed to deflate once again when he couldn’t find Alec. With a quick goodbye to Isabelle and Lydia, the man left. Lydia was going to have to tell Alec, but whether the man would believe her was another kettle of fish. 

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2022 Reads

It’s that time where I start a new list of the books I’m reading this year. I might try again to do blurbs about them as I go and link them but uh... I’ve never kept up with it so no promises. For my 2021 and previous year reads, go here and follow the rabbit hole. For 2023, go here.

Maid: Hard Work, Low Pay, and a Mother’s Will to Survive^ by Stephanie Land

How to Lose the Time War* by Max Gladstone and Amal El-Mohtar~

Sorcery of Thorns^ by Margaret Rogerson

The Animals in That Country^ by Larua Jean McKay

Gearbreakers by Zoe Hana MIkuta

An Indigenous Peoples’ History of the United States: ReVisioning American History by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz

Princess Floralinda and the Forty-Flight Tower (novella) by Tamsyn Muir

A Winter Haunting^ by Dan Simmons

The Binding: A Novel by Bridget Collins

Falling Leaves: The True Story of an Unwanted Chinese Daughter by Adeline Yen Mah

The Dark Lord of Derkholm^ By Diana Wynn Jones

Sooner or Later Everything Falls into the Sea* by Sarah Pinsker~

Midnight Never Come by Marie Brennan

The Song in the Silence* by Elizabeth Kerner

How to Do the Work: Recognize Your Patterns, Heal from Your Past, and Create Your Self by Nicole LePera, PhD

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell^ by Susanna Clark

Ordinary Men: Reserve Police Battalion 101 and the Final Solution in Poland by Christopher R. Browning

Dark Currents: Agent of Hel book 1 by Jacqueline Carey

The Collected Schizophrenias: Essays by Esme´ Weijun Wang

Pride and Prejudice* by Jane Austen

The Lesser Kindred* by Elizabeth Kerner

Lincoln in the Bardo^ by George Saunders

Emma by Jane Austen

Accessing the Future edited by Kathryn Allan and Djibril Al-Ayad

Redeeming the Lost* by Elizabeth Kerner

1984 by George Orwell~

Kushiel's Chosen* by Jacqueline Carey

One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

The Secret History by Donna Tart

How we Fight for Our Lives by Saeed Jones

She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers

GenderQueer: Voices From Beyond the Sexual Binary edited by Joan Nestle, Clare Howell, and Riki Wilchins

The Deep by Rivers Solomon (novella)

Parable of the Sower by Octavia E Butler

For the Love of Men: From Toxic to a More Mindful Masculinity by Liz Plank

Contact by Carl Sagan~

Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne

The Witch's Heart by Genevieve Gornichec

We're Going to Need More Wine by Gabrielle Union

Tribe: On Homecoming and Belonging by Sebastian Junger

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen*

Parable of the Talents by Ocatavia E Butler

Terror, Love and Brainwashing: Attachment in Cults and Totalitarian Systems by Alexandra Stein

The Last Gunfight: The Real Story of the Shootout at the O.K. Corral-And How It Changed the American West by Jeff Guinn

Circe by Madeline Miller

Autumn Bones: Agent of Hel Book 2 by Jacqueline Carey

Ice Planet Barbarians by Ruby Dixon

The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty

Dead Girls: Essays on Surviving an American Obsession by Alice Bolin

True Irish Ghost Stories compiled by St John D Seymour and Harry L Neligan

Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree

Nona the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir~

Beloved by Toni Morrison

The Penguin Book of Hell edited by Scott G Bruce

The Devil and Harper Lee by Mark Seal

Plain Bad Heroines by Emily Danforth

Mostly Void, Partially Stars by Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor

Carmilla by J. Sheridan Lefanu

Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors* by Sonali Dev

Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo

Thirteen Storeys by Jonathan Sims^

Hallowe'en Party by Agatha Christie

Dracula by Bram Stoker*~

The Girl in the Green Silk Gown by Seanan McGurie

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

Under the Pendulum Sun by Jeannette Ng

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

Red Azalea by Anchee Min

The November Girl by Lydia Kang

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle^ by Haruki Murakami with Jay Rubin

Poison Fruit: Agent of Hel Book 3 by Jacqueline Carey

Kiss Her Once for Me by Alison Cochrun

In the Midst of Winter by Isabel Allende

Make You Mine This Christmas by Lizzie Huxley-Jones

*Re-Reads ^Chosen for me by someone else ~Reads done with spouse