#Apart from Jude ofc

[thejudeduarte]

Me when kaz brekker is covered in blood and sweat, greasy hair, probably dragging some kind of dead body behind him, and possibly just ripped someones eyeball out:

[nosugarallspice]

hi, could I request something for jude like super rough and like reader being punished for something, and he ties her hands at her back and then is just rough because she misbehaved. thank you.

Ofc!

Minors DNI!!

Word count: 482

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The door slammed shut behind you, Jude’s heavy footsteps following close behind.

“What was that?” He calls, following you into the room. “What?” You turned, now facing him, he was close, standing right in front of you.

“Don’t act stupid,” his jaw clenched, “acting out in front of the others? You think it’s cute, hm?”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his words, you weren’t in the mood to deal with him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You turned away, starting to walk away from him but he grabbed your arm, turning you to face him again. “You love pissing me off, don’t you?” He chuckles, his fingers now tangled in your hair, tugging down to make you look up at him.

You look at him, hands now resting on his chest. “Not at all.” You smile.

Of course you do, it’s fun seeing how worked up he gets.

“So since you want to act up, maybe I should teach you a lesson?” He smiles, his hands pushing you down onto the bed gently.

Using your elbows to help you prop yourself up, looking at him as he towered over you.

“So what do you plan on doing?” You look at him, innocently.

“Oh, you’ll see.”

—

“I suppose you’ll think twice before acting up again, hm?” His hand came down, placing another harsh slap to your ass.

Jude’s other hand pinning both of your hands behind your back, your face buried in the pillows as he pounded into you relentlessly from behind.

Your cunt clenching around him repeatedly as he abused your walls. The pain mixed with pleasure - it hurt so good.

“Y-yes.” You manage to get out in between whimpers.

“I’m starting to think you act out because you want to be fucked like this,” his hips slamming against your ass, “like a whore.” He spoke through gritted teeth.

He used the grip on your wrists to move you back into him, meeting his movements halfway.

He loved the control he had on you; he also loved watching you fall apart, because of him.

Mesmerized by your cunt, and by the sounds that left your mouth - if he could stay in this position forever, trust me, he would.

Jude enjoyed making love to you, but he loved fucking you.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He moaned, watching your ass bounce with each thrust.

“Jude, baby.” You cried out.

“I know baby, me too.”

He no longer held onto your wrist, instead his hand slid up; resting against your throat, pulling your head up and into a sloppy kiss - it was messy, so messy that you could feel the drool pooling at the corners of your mouth, but you loved it.

Your vision blurred as your orgasm took over, your body shaking beneath his; Jude followed behind closely, his own release spilling inside you, filling you up to the brim.

[lottins-only]

https://www.tumblr.com/lottins-only/768953075788644352/send-me-a-song-title-a-player-and-ill-write-a

little things ~ ella mai & jude 🫶🏼

little things - jude bellingham

A/N : got carried away and this ended up being longer than a drabble lol

the life of a final year university student during exam season is pure chaos. you're no exception: for the past couple days, you've been stuck in a loop of caffeine fueled days and long, sleepless nights. you've been so buried in exams and papers that you couldn't even go to your boyfriend jude's champions league away game.

you follow the match on a grainy stream from the library, and when he scores a beautiful goal, you jump from your seat so suddenly you startle the person sitting across from you.

you: YOU SCORED. so proud of you bby 💗

jude: thanks babe

jude: flight lands in about an hour. mind if i come straight to your place? you know i won't be able to sleep if i don't 😚

its true. the adrenaline after an evening game usually means a sleepless night for him. but that's not an issue when you're around. you have a calming effect on him, your mere presence in those times lulling him to sleep.

you: ofc. i'll be at the library for a couple more hours, but you have your key right?

jude: yupp.

jude: i’ll be there. make sure you eat something, yeah?

you: yes, dad.

jude: don’t “yes, dad” me. i mean it. i know how you get.

a couple of hours later, you trudge back home, exhausted. all you want is to curl up in bed with your boyfriend and sleep, but you can’t. the paper due at midnight, the one you thought you’d finish before leaving the library, is proving more difficult than you expected. so unfortunately you have to get it done before you can even think about resting.

when you unlock the door to your apartment, the sight that greets you makes you pause. the space that had been ground zero for your finals week chaos is now spotless. papers that were stewn all over the place, now organized neatly on your coffee table. the dishes that had piled up on the kitchen sink are washed and put away. floor swept, cat's litter box cleaned.

he's standing by the couch, airpods on, carefully folding your throw blanket. when he sees you there, his face immediately lights up. when you reach him, he pulls you into a tight hug and kisses your forehead, his arms wrapping around you like a shield. as always, being in his arms feels warm, grounding, and above all, comforting. it hasn't even been 48 hours since you last saw him, but it feels like you've been apart for weeks.

"you okay?" he asks softly, brushing a stray strand of curls from your face.

"no," you say in a panicked voice. "i’m not done with my paper, and it's due in like two hours."

"hey, it’s okay,” he says, squeezing your shoulders. "i can help... i think"

he says the last part cautiously, and you start laughing - but stop when you realize maybe he can help.

there's no time to waste, a couple moments later you sit at your tiny kitchen table, you on your laptop and him on his ipad , the same google doc open on each screen. your job is to write the actual paper, while jude does the citations.

“so, are we doing apa, chicago, or... something else?” jude squints at his phone with a confused look on his face, as if he’s reading a foreign language. you suppose for him it might as well be.

“chicago,” you say firmly, not looking up from your screen.

“got it,” he replies, setting his phone aside and rolling up his sleeves like he’s actually about to get his hands dirty.

and then you start working. for more than an hour the only sounds filling the room is the sound of keyboards clicking. jude works with the same focus and intensity you’ve seen from him when he plays football—brows knitted, his lips slightly parted as he carefully organizes the citations at the bottom of the document.

every now and then he mutters under his breath in a frustrated tone. “wait... is this a journal article or a book chapter? never mind, i got it.” or: “fuckin hell, who publishes something without a visible date?” each time, you answer without hesitation, grateful he’s doing the most boring, tedious part of your work for you.

at one point, your cat leaps onto the table and sits right next to jude’s ipad. he barely glances up, one hand absentmindedly scratching behind the cat’s ears while his other continues to scroll through a citation guide. it makes your heart swell, seeing him like that. superstar footballer who just scored in a champions league game mere hours ago, now sitting in your cramped kitchen giving your cat affection while helping write your essay. only jude. my sweet angle, you think to yourself.

“okay,” you announce finally, leaning back in your chair and stretching your arms above your head. “i think i’m done.”

“that’s my girl!” he exclaims, suddenly leaping up from his seat. before you can react, he picks you up from your chair, effortlessly lifting you into the air.

“jude!” you squeal, laughing as he flips you over and sets you back on your feet, his hands steadying you as he does.

you poke his chest, laughing. “couldn’t have done it without you.”

“obviously. who knew i was so good at this?” he kisses the top of your head. “think i'll charge you by the hour next time”

you roll your eyes at him, but inside you're just happy. happy to have submitted the essay, and happy you have jude as a boyfriend.

the stress of the night has melted away, and you feel a little lighter. you have an exam tomorrow at nine for a econ elective you regret not dropping, but there's no turning back now. all you can do is push through. in a couple of days, it will all be over.

with that somewhat encouraging thought in mind, you make your way to your bed, ready to pass out. and you almost reach it too, until jude pulls you back into the kitchen.

"you need to eat," he says sternly. he points to the takeout box sitting on the kitchen counter. "got that on my way here"

"i’m fine," you protest weakly as he heats up the food in the microwave. "i honestly just wanna sleep now"

"no, you’re not fine. you've barely eaten all day," he replies. when the microwave pings, he pulls out the food and plates it for you before putting it on the kitchen table, gesturing for you to sit.

you roll your eyes at him but comply. jude leans against the counter, watching you eat quietly, reassuringly. you can tell by his eyes he's tired too. undoubtedly drained from a physically demanding match, with the only sleep he's had since being a nap on the plane. yet here he is, prioritizing you above his own rest without a second thought.

“you didn’t have to do all this, you know,” you say in between bites. “cleaning, helping me with my paper... you should be resting.”

he shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. “you’re more important. i’ll rest when i know you’re okay.”

his words make your chest tighten, and you have to look away. it overwhelms you sometimes, his kindness and thoughtfulness.

when you finish eating, you go over to the sink and wash the dishes. jude leans against the counter, arms crossed, watching. he tells you all about his trip: the surprisingly good airplane food, the awful water pressure in the locker room showers, the cute baby he'd taken a picture with at the airport on the way back. the mundane details he can't help sharing with you, his way of showing you even when he's away, you're the biggest part of his life.

afterwards, you both do your nighttime routine in companionable silence before crawling into bed. the covers are soft and inviting as you settle in comfortably. jude pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist as he settles behind you, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder that makes goosebumps rise up on your skin.

the last thing you hear before you drift off to sleep is jude's low, sleepy voice murmuring "finally"

in the morning, you're rudely awaken by an insistent shake on the shoulders.

“y/n wake up,” jude says softly.

you groan, burying your face deeper into the pillow. “five more minutes,” you mumble, still half asleep.

“you don’t have five more minutes,” he says, his tone shifting. “it’s 8.40. you’re gonna be late for your exam.”

that does it. you sit up so fast you almost get dizzy, the panic hitting you hard.

“oh my god!” you gasp, throwing the blanket off and scrambling out of the bed.

you quickly brush your teeth and get changed while jude, bless him, packs your bag for you. when you emerge out of the bathroom fully ready, he's waiting for you with your backpack, all packed and ready to go.

"did you—?"

he nods, his lips quirking into a small smile. “yeah. laptop, pens, calculator, everything. and here—” he tosses you an energy bar, which you catch clumsily. “ eat that on the way.”

"you're a lifesaver" you say as you slip on your shoes.

"go ace it, baby" he holds the door open for you while handing you the bag.

you pause by the doorway, giving him a grateful look. "thank you. again. you're the best you know, that right? all the things you do for me, it's just..." you let out a breath. "i love you so much"

he gives you a lingering kiss. "i love you too" he murmurs against your lips. "and i know you'd to the same for me"

he’s right. when he’s had a bad day, you’re at his place in no time, ready to listen if he wants to talk or to put on one of his favorite movies if he doesn’t. when he's craving it, you cook him his favorite meal. when your schedule allows, you ride with his driver to pick him up from training, just because you know he loves seeing you waiting for him. all the little things you do for each other, all the everyday acts of service. the sum of which is the way you show each other that you care, that you love one another. and isn't that the point of a partnership?

"i'll text you after i get out okay?" you murmur, giving him one last peck on the lips.

you pull your backpack over your shoulder and head out into the day, feeling ready as ever.

[judeswhore]

obsessed with the idea of you and jude being apart for a while and ur both going crazy without the other because you’re so used to being attached by the hip🤭so when he does come back u are both so desperate for each other to the point that you basically can’t go a minute without being intimate with each other in some shape or form, even during everyday activities 🤫 so if he’s playing fifa, ur on ur knees while he’s trying to talk to his friends or even when ur reading he’ll eat u out and cause u to lose focus on what is going on in the book. or if ur cooking/washing up, he’ll subtly bend you over the counter because u both just need to scratch the itch that’s been building up for weeks

being apart for a couple of weeks bc of preseason and ur job or wtv and it’s the longest you’ve been apart since getting together so ur both so wound up with need as well as overwhelmed by how much you’ve missed each other. as soon as he comes home ur fucking and u don’t even make it to the living room or bedroom he literally fucks u against the hallway wall, both of u still fully dressed bc u cant even take the time to undress. and it’s so raw and needy and it doesn’t last long bc the build up has been so long but that doesn’t satiate the need inside either of u. so for the next few days u can’t keep ur hands off each other. fucking in the shower, waking up at like 3am bc jude’s buried himself between ur thighs, dropping to ur knees to suck him off while he’s getting ready in the morning, riding his thigh while he’s playing fifa before he’s switching the game off and fucking u on the sofa. and one lunch time he’s come back from training and he’s been home almost a week now but still neither of u can get passed that nagging neediness and so he’s coming up behind u while ur making dinner and half begging u to let him fuck u. and ofc ur saying yes, bending forward so he can fuck u against the counter and he’s in ur ear telling u how much he’s missed u even tho he’s been home for days now but the feelings completely mutual. it’s literally just a week of sex and it’s probably the most you’ve ever fucked in ur relationship bc for some reason neither of u can push the need away

[madridfangirl]

Thought of this funny scenario where Jude goes out with his friends one night and so does Ananya they both know that each other are going on a night out with their friends. But what they don’t know is that they happen to be going to the same restaurant/bar. Jude walks in with his friends from Birmingham and sees Ananya with her group of girls. They make eye contact and freeze. Can’t go up to each other because no-one knows apart from Roma and Jobe. Roma is dying of laughter and all of her friends think it’s probably coz she’s drunk only Ananya knows and she’s so mad at Roma because she’s gonna make it obvious. Some of Ananya’s friends know Jude ofc and they are gushing over him, Ananya doesn’t get jealous but finds it hilarious. If only they knew. But Jude on the other hand does get jealous, when one of his friends says “Ananya is hot” Jude slaps him “by mistake” saying it was an accident and Jobe knows that Jude meant that and is trying his best to hold in his laughter.

I LOVE THIS

[hendolish]

Jude getting Hendo & Jack back together...maybe Trent is the other child (Hendo's ofc) and they're both sick of their (adoptive, oddly young but who's counting) Dad moping neglecting self care and living a beige existence bc he misses Jack's sunshine. so they track Jack down who is in an equally miserable condition without Jordan's love and support. the mission then is try to understand why the break up happened (drinking? commitment? parenting? Jack being more of a kid than Jude while Jordan is a control freak?) and what they can do to fix it...and ofc this is Lifetime Xmas movie romcom shit that Jack would appreciate, so Jordan & Jack miraculously address their issues and fall back in love and get their stupid happy ending in time for the holidays with their found fam

jack grealish/jordan henderson | found family ♡

As Winter sweeps through the streets of Liverpool, it paints a frosty picture. The holiday season is nearing, and every house in the neighbourhood gleams with festive lights and decorations. Every house, except one.

Jordan's house remains dim and quiet. Gone is the lively banter, the playful teasing, and the warmth of Jack's presence. Now, the silent rooms echo the emptiness that Jordan feels.

Inside the St. George's Academy, Trent and Jude sprint down the football pitch, passing the ball between themselves, exhibiting skills that surpass their young age.

They live and breathe football, but once off the field, their concerns as of late gravitate towards their beloved adoptive father and his melancholic state. It's undeniable; Jordan misses, needs, Jack's vibrant and banterous nature that once filled their home with laughter and joy.

One evening, after their training, the duo huddle together in their shared room, posters of their football heroes looking down on them. "We have to do something. Christmas is right around the corner," Trent begins, his voice thick with conviction.

Jude nods, determination set in his young eyes and strong jaw. "We need to find Jack. We need to bring him back."

They gather information, relying on fragments of overheard conversations and old photographs. Jack, they find out, runs a small café downtown. The place is lively, with Jack's unmistakable laugh floating through the air, but there’s an undercurrent of sadness in his eyes. The break is still pretty fresh, after all.

Jack’s eyes light up instantly when the two of them reach the front of the queue, greeting them excitedly. But the moment he connects them back to Jordan is evident behind his gaze, the light seeping from behind them slightly, intonation slipping from his voice.

“So boys,“ He begins once ushering them to sit down at the counter opposite him as he works, “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

Trent and Jude share a glance before Jude gestures for his brother to go on and explain. Trent leans forwards on his elbows as he begins with a sigh, “Well, it’s Dad. He—“

“Oh— wait…” Jack interrupts suddenly, stopping with a coffee cup held mid-air, “Jordan’s… Jordan’s okay, isn’t he? You guys are alright?”

His immediate concern for Jordan’s well-being, as well as their own, gives Trent and Jude even more hope. Jack has never stopped caring for the three of them and he’s always made them feel safe.

Trent’s the one to quickly set the record straight and that easygoing grin soon returns to Jack’s cheeks. He’s glad, he tells them, and then Trent and Jude broach the real reason why they’re here.

They learn of the rift that drove the two apart - Jack's casual attitude towards life contrasting Jordan's more structured, disciplined approach. While Jack was spontaneous, often indulging in late-night drinks and fun, Jordan, as a father, craved stability and routine.

With their mission clear, the duo approach Jack with their plan. Hesitant at first, he soon gets caught up in their infectious enthusiasm. The two kids paint a picture of Christmas without him – a lacklustre tree, a father trying hard to keep up spirits, and two young hearts missing their beloved Jack.

As Christmas Eve approaches, Jack and the kids hatch a plan using the allure of a football match they'd be playing at their academy.

Jordan takes the two of them that morning and watches on from the sidelines as usual. He’s always full of praise for the both of them, shouting encouragements and getting pissed off on their behalves when a decision doesn’t go their way.

It takes a while, but as the game progresses, Jack, standing at the sidelines, catches Jordan's eye. There's a moment of stunned silence before recognition dawns.

The game ends, but neither Jordan nor Jack seem to notice. They talk. They bicker. They reminisce. Moments pass, with the chilly night air carrying whispers of their conversation.

Trent and Jude watch from a distance, fingers crossed. It’s not until they see their father wrap an arm around Jack, pulling him into a hug, that they allow themselves to cheer, followed by laughter when Jack shoots them an enthusiastic thumbs up behind Jordan’s back.

Christmas morning dawns bright and joyful. The Henderson household awakens to the sounds of Jack's laughter and the scent of fresh pancakes. The living room, once sombre, now twinkles with fairy lights. The tree, once unlit, stands tall and bright, bearing witness to a family's reunion.

As presents get passed around, Jack and Jordan sharing lingering looks, Trent and Jude exchange triumphant glances. Their mission, it seems, has been a resounding success. Christmas, this year, is all about new beginnings and second chances.

♡

[thebestsetter]

WHAT UR OPINON ON BELLINGHAM AND VINI JR IF YOU KNOW WHO HEY ARE 🎤🎤🎤🎤

OFC I KNOW WHO THEY ARE.

This ended up longer than I intended it to be, but it's just that I get too passionate abt football 😔

OKAY, I'LL START WITH THE BRAZILIAN ONE (OFC, BRAZIL ON TOP 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷)

Vini Jr is a very great player. He brought up some really important matters, such as the "Stop racism on the field" one. He is very smart and has great habilities, hence why he's known as Vini Malvadeza (Malvadeza=evilness), and also bcs of his celebration where he does horns with his fingers on his head.

Now, even though on Real he's an amazing player, he doesn't live up to that title on the national team. Don't get me twisted, he's still a very great player, but Dorival (brazilian's coach) changes the line up in a way where he doesn't play with the same function as he does in Real, where he scores AND passes (Ancelloti's idea), while in Brazil he mostly dribles and scores. That's why he makes some mistakes and doesn't show all his football skills there.

Lastly, I don't think he's a match for Neymar. Nobody is tbh. He's very good, but Neymar was different. Hope Vini finds himself tho.

NOW TO BELLINGHAM

Apart from being handsome, Jude is a very good player. Ever since Borussia, he's shows great soccer skills and the hability to "find goals": he basically knows where the goal is bound to occur, so he has lots of participations in goals. He scored an amazing goal on the euros (I don't remember the game, but it was a bicycle kick) and is a runner up for the baloon d'or, which shows how great of a player he is.

THAT'S WHY HE'S CALLED BELLIGOL HERE IN BRAZIL. HE SCORES, SCORES AND SCORES!!

Aside from that, I don't have much to say abt him. He's very good, yes, and plays well on Real and on the national team. Let's hope he can become the hero of he nation after Harry Kane retires (which he basically already did) and brings football home (after Brasil wins the sixth WC, ofc)

NOW, IF YOU'RE ASKING ME ABT BOTH OF THEM AS A DUO, THEY'RE AMAZING. Bellingham's hability to infiltrate the grand area and receiving and dominating balls from various angles adds to Vini's drible ability and speed, making them an almost illegal duo. They're almost synonims to goal! Real has a very great team right now, with Mbappe, Endrick AND SPECIALLY RODRYGO (my boy's so underrated smh)

As a Real fan, I hope they win the next championships 🙏🙏

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK I LOVE TALKIMG ABOUT SOCCER

[itsjaywalkers]

Who do you ship regulus with?

james <3 that's it <3

i'm sorry, i'm a multishipper but only when it's not about jeggy. they have to be endgame Always

i have my exceptions ofc, like dil's or jen's bartylus, or cass' jarty, or shan's james reg remus polycule, or even jude's cradle (even tho i haven't read disintegration) but apart from that i only ship them with each other !!

[satocidal]

Hey Hey Rome! Since I'm here to cheer you up, let me ask some questions! Hopefully, this helps just a little :D

1.) What was the 1st fanfic you've ever read? And what was it about?

2.) Would you rather be hopeless romantic or hopeful unromantic? And why?

3.) Antique or brand new? And why?

4.) What's the dad joke of the day? :)

5.) What's your usual order of a Starbucks drink? And would you recommend it for others to try?

6.) Any song recommendations?

7.) What has been the best highlight of your day/evening/night?

8.) What's something you cherish the most in friendships? And why?

9.) What's the most embarrassing thing that happened to you, but you laugh about it now thinking of it?

10.) Apart from Tumblr, what's something you enjoy doing in your spare time?

[Ooo kinda outdid myself lol sorry about that 😅]

Skshskaja it took me a while to answer lmao

Answer undercut<3

So….the first fanfic I ever read was something about Harry Potter I guess😭😭😭like not even Harry guys. It was his dad’s—like James Potter with an oc or reader idk but like💀💀 peak da fiction years for me (when I was 11? And I remember being weirded out by reading them kiss lololol)

Did you mean hopeful romantic here? But like neither exactly? Wait if it could be, hopeless unromantic<3 because like I do get crushes but it’s not the deep kind and I know nothing will last about these things (my coping mechanism) but then I Di want something deep but then I can’t commit💀

Antique when things of use—brand new when things of daily use lmao

Is it bad that I don’t know any😭😭?

Sooo lmao. The place I live, it recently had a Starbucks open (the first one) and like it’s way too far from my house so I’ve technically never had Starbucks😭😭 but ike ig have a pink drink or smn💀

Ok ok cashew by Jude York (I’ve been listening to mostly Hindi songs these days so i can’t remember any goods English ones😭)

I went back to my school to get projects<3 doesn’t the first half of the day with my best friend after like 3 months so yes that ofc

Quality time. I think it’s very necessary. Like for someone such as me I need that attention and I love providing it so being ignored or like stuff makes me annoyed and over think (I suppose it’s clingy and I understand people need space) but yes. So mainly I just keep to myself lmao

I confessed to my crush AFTER I got over him and then an year later had to help him get with my bsf (who didn’t like him) stupid shit😭

I like maths💀a lot. Like if I have nothing to Do I will do it. Just like shamelessly everywhere—every surface

[victorrs]

omg I hate when you're bored and requesting asks but no one sends in any 😭😭

here's one

other than victor ofc, who catches your eye and why?

hi! oof yes i was in need of a little procrastination so thank you for the ask haha

i only started getting into ikevil after the en version was released so i didn't really know too much about everyone and was going in completely blind and at that point the first person that caught my eye was jude bc my first thought was he looked like the feather duster from beauty and the beast (i'm sorry jude) AND he was also the first person i got for the 5* free pull (which i stuck with bc i believed it was fate)

and then i started william's route and did what i always do and fell for the poster boy :) i'm truly enjoying being made worse

i think the ones i'm most curious about though and have truly caught my eye (apart from victor ofc) are ellis and alfons! with ellis, there's just that sense of danger underneath all the innocent sweetness and it's beautiful and twisted and i'm all here for it. and for alfons, truly i find him so fascinating i just need to observe him under a microscope under the highest magnification

okay this got long sjqaskdkqerw i shall not speak of victor or it will get MUCH longer

[peakyscillian]

Treat you better | Cillian x Fem!Reader |

(gif by @nofckingfighting)

Summary: you're cast as Tommy's new love interest in Peaky Blinders, meaning you have to do all kinds of scenes with Cillian who you know well from the movie/tv circuit, your boyfriend who isn't supportive is jealous. Warnings: Language, hints smut ofc! unhealthy relationship, mentions of abuse nothing graphic. Request: No. A/N: Me & @missymurphy1985 were discussing Cillian being cocky about getting to film steamy scenes with peoples girlfriends and I HAD to make a story out of it, but I got carried away as usual!

Treat you better.

masterlist You were sick of trying to convince your boyfriend to come to cast parties with you, to be honest you usually had more fun without him there, but this one was important you had landed yourself a role in the BBC gangster drama Peaky Blinders as Tommy Shelby's new love interest, it went down well with viewers, so you would be a recurring character. It wasn't that Jude was possesive, he was just jealous of the attention you got, from anyone not just other men, he certainly didn't like the fact you and Cillian filmed steamy scenes and kissed alot during Peaky. "Jude just come for a few drinks, it will be fun, I really want you there" you were busy packing your bag in the kitchen of your Manchester apartment, your car would be arriving in a few minutes. Jude was drinking from his coffee mug, dressed ready for his day in the office, he was glaring at you, of course he was, he'd read over your lines for today's filming and the scenes were highly detailed sex scenes. "I'm not coming to some party when you've been fucking your co-star all day" he huffed, placing his mug into the sink filling it with water. That infuriated you, just wash it up! you always wanted to scream but never did. You rolled your eyes, shoving your feet into your beat up trainers. "There is literally masses of padding between us and the scenes are shot so quickly, I'm not exactly riding him all day!" you exclaimed you were exhausted having to explain yourself again. Jude rolled his eyes, picking up his bag "I'll see you when you get home, if you insist on going" You sighed he was getting on your last nerve "Yes, you will. My cars here, have a good day" You grabbed your things, not looking at him as you left your apartment. *** You were sat legs spread across Cillian's thighs, the padding in your underwear was so uncomfortable, Cillian's hand were on your back as you listened to Anthony's directions, Cillian was topless, the old fashioned briefs he had on were a sight to behold, you knew for a fact he was more of a Calvin Klein man. "You okay love? seem a bit off today" he asked as you looked down at him, you let your arm drop over his shoulder as you waited for Anthony and the crew to change a few things. "Jude being a jerk again" you shifted on his lap, you were going to have to sort out this uncomfortable situation in a second. Cillian sucked in a breath as you moved, you caught his eye, neither of you said anything. "Doesn't like me much does he?" Cillian chuckled trying to distract you both. "Not really" you frowned, you knew the feeling was mutual on Cillian's side as well. Cillian had started rubbing circles on your bare back, you were relaxing into the feeling, it was nice to be touched in such a caring way, then Anthony was ready breaking the moment. You were flipped onto the bed as Cillian switched into Tommy, his accent a broad birmingham hum in your ear as he hitched your leg up by his hip, his briefs discarded, your underwear long gone. "I could treat you better" he whispered in your ear, no one on set would have heard, it was just adding to the scene, the fact he was whispering in your ear. You eyes locked with his, you nodded, knowing it was true, you gripped his arms as the padding covering his quite obvious erection hit against the same padding covering you, you were lost in his eyes as he played out the scene. Moans were leaving both of your mouths, neither of you sure if they were an act or real, his hand was roaming over your body, lips against your ear. "Leave him" he whispered, hand cupping your face, you were biting your lip was he being serious? *** You hadn't managed to talk to Cillian after your scene together, he had be ushered off to another part of the set and you had appointments for interviews, hair and make-up for the party later. You couldn't stop thinking about it throughout the interview with a magazine, so distracted you could'nt remember what you had said, now you were sat in your trailer, hair being blow-dried and styled, make up being applied. 'I'll be there later,

for one drink then we can leave Jx' You didn't bother replying how dare he think he could tell you what to do? You'd be staying for as many drinks as you wanted, thank you very much. The knock on your trailer came just as you were struggling with the zip on your desk, you'd let your personal assistant leave to go get herself ready for the evening without even thinking about how you'd get your dress done up. You held the front up as you called for the person to come in, Cillian appeared in the door way, in a fitted suit, he always looked good in his Tommy Shelby suits but a more modern suit was made for him. "Need help?" he asked stepping behind you as you nodded suddenly lost for words. He zipped up the fitted black dress, hands lingering on your skin "I mean what I said earlier" You nodded grabbing for the necklace on the vanity table, he took it from your hands, you lifted your hair off your neck. "I know" you didn't at the time but now it was just both of you here in this tiny trailer you were sure of it. Cillian done the clasp of the necklace up, his hands running down your arms, lips just ghosting across the skin of your back in between your shoulder blades, you leant back against his chest, letting his lips slip onto the side of your neck, hands still on your arms. "We can't" he muttered against your skin, with a gentle kiss to your neck, turning to you to kiss your lips, he pulled away. "Come on Murphy lets get out of here" you tried to break the tension, grabbing your bag and phone, he held the door open for you letting you step from the trailer first, to the car you would be sharing. *** Cillian had hardly left your side, apart from now when he had been pulled for a quick press interview in the lobby, Natasha made her way over a smirk on her face. "He's like a lost puppy y/n, what have you done to him eh?" she handed you a full glass of wine. "Fuck, Tash we kissed" you groaned feeling embarrassed that you had let it happen when you were in a relationship. "You did?" she was shocked she knew your relationship with Jude wasn't great but this was big. You nodded sipping from your wine, as the door to the hall opened and Jude stepped in, still dressed in his work suit he spotted you instantly, you gave Natasha a look she smiled at you. "It's fine y/n, it was a small kiss" she shrugged before leaving you as Jude approached. A small kiss and the things he said. *** Jude was huffing beside you as you spoke to a few other co-stars, you'd tried your hardest to include him but he was being stubborn and rude, you dragged him over to the side of the room. "Why are you being so rude?" you hissed, he rolled his eyes. "I told you, I didn't want to come" he was on edge you could tell, but really you didn't want to end your night. "Honestly Jude just go home, you obviously don't want to support me" You were tired of this behaviour from him. Before he could say anything Cillian had approached you both, you smiled at him slightly. "Hey Jude, nice to see you man" he extended his hand, Jude laughed lightly. "Like fucking my girl huh?" Jude asked, you groaned not this again. "Oh yeah, does she moan really loud with you, or is that just for me?" Cillian was smirking, your head snapped round to face him. You could see Jude clenching his fists by his side, Cillian could sense his frustration, but he couldn't help himself. "Those moves as well, have you ever experienced any of them?" Cillian was adding fuel to Jude's internal anger. "Fuck this" Jude grabbed your arm "We're going" he spat pushing past Cillian. You tugged your arm away from him in the lobby "Let me go, you need to lighten up" Jude had snapped, his hand was clenching at your jaw "I said we're fucking leaving" You were trying to prise his fingers from you face "I want to stay, I'm not leaving with you when you're like this" His grip was tightening, your heart hammering, of course the lobby was bloody empty now, everyone in the main hall enjoying themselves. "Hey! Hey! get the fuck off her" The unmistakeable

South London accent flooded the lobby, as Paul came flying over from the main doors of the hall. Jude didn't let go as he turned round, pulling you with him, your eyes found Pauls, he nodded slowly at you just to let you know it was going to be ok. "I think you will find he said get off her" Joe was by Pauls side now, it was like the Shelby brothers had come to your rescue all you needed was Cillian. Jude was squeezing your jaw, you were sure there would be bruises to cover up in the make-up chair tomorrow. "I fucking come here and everyone is a fucking cunt to me?" Jude was being unreasonable, you were still trying to pull his fingers off your face. Paul was trying to reason with him, not wanting him to hurt you anymore than he already was, Joe was trying to pull you away. "Jude please" you almost whispered, he turned your head so he could look at you. "Please what? please forgive you for being a slut? sleeping with the whole cast?" he spat

"I hav-" "shut the fuck up ok?" he was fuming, his face turning a deep purple red. That was enough for Paul to launch himself at Jude yanking at his arm to get it off your face. "What the fuck is going on" Cillian's Irish accent suddenly bellowed through the lobby. "You need to get him away from me, I will kill him" Jude finally let go of you, pushing you backwards, you stumbled both Cillian and Joe grabbing for you before you hit the floor. "Jude just leave, be out of my apartment by the time I get back, we're done" you were close to tears, you felt humiliated, Cillian was leading you to a separate room, as Paul made sure Jude was out of the building.

*** Cillian had managed to get some ice for your face, the unmistakeable finger prints across your jaw were looking painful already.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry I shouldn't of wound him up" Cillian sighed, pressing the cool cloth to your jaw.

You shook your head "I shouldn't of invited him" your eyes fell to the floor as you whinced in pain.

"You shouldn't even be with him, is he always like that?" Cillian was concerned, of course he had feelings for you but right now he was worried about you.

You nodded not saying a word, you were so embarrassed that you were still with Jude even after everything. "If he's in a good mood he's different" you tried to reason. Cillian sighed, lightly lifting your head up with his finger under your chin "No, he shouldn't get to chose a good or bad mood and act like that, jesus christ if you're in a bad mood go to the pub with your mates, go listen to loud music, don't assult your girlfriend at a work event" The tears finally spilled over, Cillian was caressing your cheek, his eyes full of concern, you nodded slowly. "I know, I've just never been strong enought to leave him" you were sobbing now Cillian was brushing the tears from your cheeks "You have now, if you mean what you said out there about being done" You bit your lip "I did, not because of what happened between me and you, I understand if that wasn't true, I just fuck feel so humiliated, I should of just left with him" Cillian took a seat on the table next to you, pulling you gently into his side "I'm glad you didn't leave with him, I meant everything I said y/n you deserve so much more than him, I'm not saying that's me but you definitely don't need to stay with a jerk like him" "What if I want it to be you?" you whispered, you couldn't believe you were saying this, just moments ago you broke up with your boyfriend, but really hadn't it been over since the first time he laid a hand on you? Cillian smiled, pushing some of your hair behind your ear "then we can take things as slow as you need, I've wanted you since the moment you walked into the Garrison as Rose and slapped Tommy" he laughed thinking about the first scene you had ever done with him. You giggled lightly, head falling onto his shoulder "Can we leave? I don't want to face anyone, tonight anyway" you grimaced at the thought.

Cillian nodded, cupping your cheek placing the smallest kiss to your lips "You can stay at mine tonight, I have a guest room" he smiled. You stood up from the table "who said I needed the guest room?" you smirked feeling a sudden wave of confidence wash over you, your hand ghosting across the crotch of his suit trousers. "I was trying to be a gentleman" he laughed grabbing your hand, pressing it onto his semi-hard cock through the material, before he took your hand to lead you out to the car. *** So this definitely needs a part two. *** Taglist @missymurphy1985 @janelongxox @queenshelby @being-worthy @noctvrnalmoth @cloudofdisney @elenavampire21 @datewithgianni @magicalpieex @uchihacumdump

[holylulusworld]

For your celebration drabble can I have Jensen x fem Reader? Please make it super angsty. Maybe a break-up? Can the reader be pregnant too? Please, give mr a happy end with Jrensen. I don't have an idea for the fall/halloween theme. Can you chiose for me? Thank you

Walking by

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Summary: It’s been months since he left you. Now the man breaking your heart complains in public.

Warnings: angst, language, Jensen being a douche for a moment or two, break-up, pregnant reader, kinda public bashing (online/mentioned), comforting, fluff

Pairing: former Jensen x Reader

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki, Ofc Judith

A/N: Inspired by Dido’s “Walking by”; lyrics taken from the song in Italics.

A/N2: Okay, that one got away from me and it’s longer than 500 words. I did not go for a happy ending but a hopeful one. I kept it open for the reader to decide if you give him a second chance.

Divider by @firefly-graphics​

You and him. Once upon a time you and Jensen were a whirlwind romance, maybe it was even love at first sight.

Now all you’ve got left of the love you shared is a bitter taste on your tongue.

His lawyer made sure you will keep your mouth shut about the break-up as in your love-sick state, you signed a confidentiality obligation when you got together. This means you are committed to pay penalty for every violation against the confidentiality obligation at the rate of 10,000, dollars.

Keep me locked up, keep me shut in

You can but my mind still roams free

You can keep me caged, you can tell me to be quiet

But I remember everything

Unlike you, Jensen preferred to tell everyone about your break-up. Even though it was him who broke things up, he insists you broke his heart, not the other way around.

Sometimes you look at your phone, shaking your head at the next hurtful interview. He’s a great actor, you give him that. Breaking up with you as he feared his career would be ruined if people get to know you used to work as an exotic dancer to pay for your study was not enough. No, Jensen must rub salt into the wounds he left.

Please don't forget that you broke your own heart

And don't forget that you lost your mind

“How does it feel to break a good man’s heart?” The paparazzi snarls at you. He’s getting into your personal space, taking pictures of you, and even worse, your six, months baby bump. “Is that the guy's child? The ones you left Jensen for?”

“Leave me alone. I got nothing to say to you,” brushing past the man you try to outrun him, but he runs after you, almost pushing you to the ground. 

“Hey, asshole! Leave the girl alone,” a familiar voice barks. “Don’t you have better things to do than hunting a – fuck me – pregnant woman?” Jared grumbles, wrapping his arms protectively around your waist whilst Gen threatens to call the cops.

“Get lost. Leave Y/N alone,” Gen warns, already dialing 911. “I swear we will sue you. We all saw you were about to attack a pregnant girl.”

“Classy,” the man spats. “You protect an unfaithful stripper girl who broke your best friend's heart…”

“Y/N,” Gen tries to touch your arm, but you shove her hand away. “Please, let us help you.”

“Leave me the fuck alone. All of you,” you wiggle out of Jared’s embrace, not wanting him to help you. “I don’t need you. I could’ve handled the situation all by myself, just like the last six months as no one wanted to hear my side of the story. Or rather, I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone the truth.”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here behind you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

You walk away, not listening to Gen or Jared calling your name. Ignoring their voices, you wipe a few tears away before you rush toward your car. 

“Y/N, please stop walking away.” Jared tries to catch up with you. He’s jogging now, worriedly placing one hand onto your shoulder. “Why don’t you tell us your side of the story?”

“If you want to know if the baby is Jensen’s, the answer is that its none of your fucking business. You should also know I can’t talk about anything including my relationship with Jensen as I don’t have 10,000 bucks to waste.” You walk by, ignoring Jared’s words. 

Keep me locked up, keep me shut in

But I remember everything

Please don't forget that you sought your own heart

And don't forget that you lost your way

“Another interview?” Judith, your best friend, sighs. “That bastard should shut his cakehole.” You snicker, giving her hand a tight squeeze. “Will he sue you if I kick his balls?”

“He would know I told you the reason for the break-up,” you look at the pictures on Jensen’s Instagram account, shaking your head. “Soon I’m out of here. I got a new job and will leave the country. No one cares about Supernatural in Denmark.”

“As far as you know,” Judith pokes your belly, hating you look sad. “How about we go for a walk in the park? You love the colorful leaves, I know it.”

“Jensen, he used to go with me for a walk in the park when the leaves started to change their color. He even collected a few for me,” you smile at the memory but then your face falls. “I thought he loves me until my past collided with his career.”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here behind you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never seen it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never tried it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

“He’s a fucking asshole who dared to say it was your fault he broke up with you. Period.” 

“I didn’t give him choice, you know. I said if he wants a break, this means we are over,” you whisper, running one hand over your swollen belly. 

“Let’s go to the park and enjoy the sun, the leaves and we can scream at guys who want to play football,” Judith holds out her hand, offering to go with you but you shake your head. “Not today?”

“Not today, Jude…”

The sun warms your face, and for a moment, you close your eyes to enjoy the warmth. There is a sadness in your heart you can’t shake off.

Yes, you told Jensen if he wants a break to overthink your relationship this means you are over, but you never thought he would go for it.

“Y/N,” there is this tiny voice in your head telling you to run, as fast as you can hearing his voice. “Please, give me a minute.”

“If you came to ask if I told Gen or Jared anything, you can go back home. Your fine lawyer made sure I can’t tell anyone you were the one who broke things off with me,” you grumble, glancing at the colorful leaves in Jensen’s hands.

“I didn’t come here to complain or to fight. I hoped you would be here,” Jensen mumbles stepping closer. “Shit, Y/N. I don’t know why I did not try to fix us.”

“You said everything I needed to know months ago. If you excuse me now, I got somewhere else to be. You know, when we met that day, the day you broke things off with your wife,” your voice cracks when you meet Jensen’s gaze. “The day you came to the club and poured your heart out, I should’ve never listened to your shit.”

You start to walk away, not missing the sob leaving Jensen’s lips. “Y/N, please. I know that you’ve got no reason to forgive me, not after I agreed to give all those stupid interviews. My management, they said you must take the blame for the break-up.” 

“Fuck you. Fuck your management,” you spat into Jensen’s face. “I got no reason to forgive you, and I won’t…”

“Baby…I love you,” shaking your head you wrap your arms around your waist. “I love you so much it hurts. I wish I told you sooner.”

“I wasn’t finished, Jensen. When we met the other week and you grasped for my arm to kiss me,” you huff, meeting his gaze one last time. “I should’ve kept on walking by. I wish I never met you. I wish I never felt anything for you. I wish I never saw the way you looked at me when you believed I wasn’t looking.” You sniffle, eyes cast down. “If I would’ve walked by, I wouldn’t be so much in love with you…”

Please stop tellin' everybody that I did it for you

'Cause every step I take I'm always here without you

And I don't need words or anything from you

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never felt it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never seen it, kept on walking by

And I wish I'd never met you, kept on walking by

“Baby girl,” Jensen steps closer to cup your face. His thumb wipes the tears away. “I can be a better man. I told everyone that it was me messing things up. It’s all over the media. I fired my management; lawyer and I will do anything you want me to do. Just…please…take me back…”

“Jay,” you choke his name out, fighting your tears. “I don’t think I can…”

“Please, don’t walk by. Please don’t forget about me,” Jensen presses his forehead against yours, praying you’ll be able to forgive him. “I…I wasn’t with anyone, I swear. I regretted my decision the moment I left your apartment, but it was too late. Honestly, I was there, at your home, more than once but feared you would hate me.”

“I can’t, Jensen. Not now,” you run off, tears falling now.

“Y/N, please...just give me a chance,” Jensen runs after you, grasping for your hand. “All I’m asking for is that we talk things out. Please...”

“Jensen,” voice trembling you look up at Jensen. “Okay. I can try to talk things out, but that’s all I’m willing to give...”

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[judeswhore]

you and jude have been apart for a few weeks and when he comes back you are literally so desperate for him and he just loves seeing you like this. so when u guys finally get to have sex he is being such a tease just so he can hear you beg for what you want. he’s overstimulating you like crazy (cuz after weeks without you he is ready to go from morning til night) and has you begging for him to finish inside you. and he’s mocking you being like “idk maybe I’ll finish on your face” or on ur stomach and u immediately get all whiney and frustrated telling him how much u deserve to feel him fill you up properly😵‍💫😵‍💫

ofc he already planned on coming inside bc he loves it just as much as you but him hearing you beg for something so intimate and dirty is so hot to him 🤭

he’s made u cum so many times you’ve lost count but he’s yet to finish and it’s driving u crazy bc all u want is for him to fill u up. so ur literally gripping him so tight, legs locked around his waist, nails digging so deep into the skin on his shoulder while ur begging him all “want u to cum inside me, jude. please, baby, missed it so bad. just want u to fill me up” and ur fully babbling and he thinks it’s so hot that u want something so intimate so badly. but he’s a tease by nature so he’s just slowing his hips, pulling his cock almost all the way out or literally pulling completely out and tapping his tip on ur clit with a smirk all “idk, baby, dunno if u deserve it. might just cum on ur face, hm? make a pretty mess of u?” and ur giving him a pout and lifting ur hips bc u need him to push back inside of u, babbling abt how good you’ve been for him and that u deserve his cum and jude’s seconds away from finishing bc hearing u so whiney and desperate for him is so hot to him. and obviously he was gna cum inside of u bc it’s his favourite thing too but he loves being mean and hearing u beg so he’ll let u beg a little bit more before he’s shushing u with kisses and being all “sh, s’okay, i’ll give u what u want. fill u up nice and good yeah? u just be a good girl and take it f’me” and within seconds he’s filling u up and he doesn’t wna pull out after but when he does he’s fixated on watching his cum drip out of u

[peachesandmilktea]

*geri, reading that sunny actually worked for the mafia.*

YOU WAT.

Sunny i'm reading queen of nothing and bruh....fuck i love Cardan so much kasjdkajsdkajd my little stupid malewife <3

IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I PROMISE!

Basically my sister knew someone who earned a lot of money doing something they said was super easy (I should have seen it coming I KNOW) and this lady who handled everything ended up contacting my sister and I and we thought we'd give it a try. The job was super simple: we needed to find and book apartments all around the country with afew super weird conditions. Those were: we would have to pay the apartment with cash ONLY, the booking must be done without leaving any trace of it, no bills or anything (aka no Airbnb or sites like this) and we must NEVER give our name or anything that could be traced back to us.

Like a DUMBASS I thought it was just excessive demands from weird foreigners coming to this country for a vacation or something nsdjkdnk but NO OF COURSE IT WAS PIMPING AHHHHH

I cancelled the first booking I had made SO DAMN FAST and blocked the lady's number. So ofc I never got paid or anything but yeah when I asked her omg was it pimping??? she didn't even try to deny it or anything so I had just been the super oblivious one. But yeah my city is a MESS of things like this, my grandfather's bar once exploded bcs of a bomb the mafia put in it so yeah!!! Lots of fun stuff around here!!

AND YES I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I LOVE JUDE SO MUCH TOO

I want to be in a relationship with BOTH OF THEM. Queen of Nothing was so good but it felt so damn short dskdnnd I would read 4543 books about Jude and Cardan's married life really. One of my fav couples ever.

[vanityloves]

Jude, your Build-A-Bear date with the Soldier is soooo cute!! 🥺 Could you imagine him talking to the bear and acting like he's having an actual conversation with it? Maybe even giving it a place to sit on his shoulder or helmet? Like dad-mode has been fully activated for your and his Build-A-Bear son

tysm ;×; men that go dad mode makes me feel so ill /pos

idec if its a real kid or just some stupid sack of flour baby tv teens had to take care of im just like *claps and cheers the loudest*

like sorry that the paternal instincts kicked in i meant it! Soldier as a Real Dad would be...worrisome maybe even questionable BUT it doesn't stop me from imagining him being doting and silly with makeshift things. the idea of caring for all those silly raccoons in that sanctuary when all the mercs split as helps with the idea that he actually Likes looking after and taking care of things, at least animals (even tho he has a very weird way of taking care of things ahdhdh) n probably finds good company with them.

i digress- i just think hes neat :'] hed wanna pick out different clothes for them n probably does one of those dad things - dangling kids by the legs but yknow, to an inanimate stuffed bear n he cradles them when he talking ab who knows what its kinda funny seeing a grown ass man so serious ab some doll. like hes a little cringe for it but hes into it so idm 😔💞

the guy tucks it in or makes sure its sitting up right before leaving his room no matter the rush hes in and suddenly ends up with a high chair for it n has it chillin ajdjd talking to them like its a real child is rly *microwave noise* something ab being big and strong, calling himself dad, and something ab eating their veggies and kicking hippie ass - yknow how it is with Guys 😩 instead of babies babbling tho its obviously silence but he still hums and scratches his chin like hes thinking of an answer, hes fun like that. i just awkwardly smile and Try humoring him but its too much embarrassment + secondhand embarrassment bc 'we're adults' but hes like 'and we're parents now so shove your pride up your ass and put on your big boy panties on good god'.

he takes being a parent sooo seriously but ofc he doesn't have to deal with early morning crying and changing or bathing, but when its 'wash time' he hovers over chef gently scrubbing at its fur and redressing them like sir youre 45 years old 🧍‍♂️/lh but also, flipping shit if it ever got stained/torn like bro chill please for the love of god please.

hed try trading them off too bc 'he needs to see bith parents' but definitely uses them as leverage after a while like what do you mean you dont want to sleep in the same room, we cant have a family torn apart 😩

YOU EVER THINK,,,,, HED GET OR MAKE A LIL HELMET FOR THEM TO MATCH...EVERYONE LOG OFF AND HAND ME YOUR PHONES... hed get a little bandana for them too so i could match...very swag of me to *starts crying*

[ryttu3k]

Finishing up SoNY, ‘bad’ end and final thoughts!

But first, the early game over.

Wow, she just gets shot. Not even slurped? That’s rude as hell XD;;

And on to the ‘bad’ end!

Beginning is much the same, ofc.

“You’re too in love with weaving a good story and establishing a seductive narrative to let facts get in the way.” Foreshadowing for the ‘good’ end, maybe?

God that Embrace scene gives me literal goosebumps.

Alright! Last time I did Danse Macabre and Retributive Justice, let’s try The Risks of Swiping Right!

lmao god I’d eat this guy too. Back to the ghost club! That legitimately is a really neat scene. ...Ooh yes so that’s where the girl was from.

Panhard just lowkey dying at the mental image of Katherine Weise in a fast food restaurant is so good.

The sweet scene between Julia and Dakota hits a bit different after the ‘good’ end XD;;

Went to the park, reminisced, and helped out the guy. That was sweet ;_; High-humanity Julia, this time!

‘Fairy God Mother?’ is great but ‘Vin Diesel?’ is objectively the funnier response.

“Shining even more brightly than usual, Aisling.” Samira got a cru-ush~

Poor Julie. It’s probably been tough without Sophie around :(

Huh. Interestingly, refusing to lie to Mia results in Julia actually feeling genuine loyalty to the Cammies (for now, at least).

Believing Agathon is still alive = more optimistic = different dialogue! See, this is how you make choices have consequences, game!

Oooh boy time to meet Adelaide XD;;

“She uncrosses her legs in a strangely seductive motion. In her mind’s eye, it probably looked like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, but in reality, it had all the grace of a tracksuit Slav squatting.” *snickering*

Fight me, Adelaide >:(

‘sup Nastya. Went with the slightly less disruptive routine here XD Huh, she’s an aspiring DJ! Julia is deeply confused as to how being a DJ and being head of security works together.

lmao Julia referring to Hope as a girlboss. That phrase has lost all meaning to me...

The conversation between Julia and Father Leonard is still really interesting. Man, you know who I want Julia to talk to? Anatole. Interesting insights into balancing being queer Catholic vampires there for sure.

lmao oh my god I want to fight this street reporter.

‘I can almost feel my brain losing its wrinkles.’ *snort*

Yeaghhhh the Abyss bit is still so creepy...

Oops. Being honest regarding Tamika and Torque’s relationships gets a fail :(

Oh, or not XD That works! Also, uh, apparently the giant albino ghoul alligator is real, according to New York by Night. He’s Calebros’ pet.

“Because I think I have a pretty good nose for people’s auras. And when I take a good look at you... ...somehow, I have a feeling you’re a surprisingly decent person. Whatever way of unlife you choose, I hope you don’t change it. And that you remember my advice.” :)

“I know.” Oof.

“Hi.” “WAAAH!” lmao sorry Princess XD;; Just trying to imagine Qadir’s face as he tells Julia to find a 1990 glass statue of Scrooge McDuck... dying...

Oh she’s so a Toreador XD Low art options are a fantasy book, an anime DVD, or a video game... those can all be arty, though! And went with the anime DVD called ‘Ririsu no Daibouken’... that translates to ‘Adventures of Lilith’. How on the nose XD “The cover says ‘Lilith’s Carnal Carnival’.” Oh. Yeah, that’d do it XD

“This 90s original video anime presents us with a tale of five big-bosomed samurai warriors travelling through America in search of General Hastavista, The Incubus King. Don’t let all the titillation misguide you: the main draws here are peerless direction, a nearly avant-garde editing rhythm and dialogue that coyly comments on traditional gender roles in anime. Once you see the animation in the final battle, you’ll understand why it never fails to set a sakuga fan’s heart ablaze!”

She’s my new favourite.

“So can I know your name now?”

“Hmmm... Let me think...

No. <3″

I need to stress that the heart appears in the dialogue box. Like. The actual less-than-three heart.

Didn’t investigate the rat this time, so Qadir did and I die. “Glad you’re alright, little guy.” Qadir...

Still not over the drunk blood doll rats.

Kaiser’s still a goddamn creep and this time Julia is not going too far. She still has her humanity, dammit. Final set of traits:

Loyal to the end

Glass half-full

Not into a bad cop schtick

Honesty is the best policy

No more human, still humane

Onwards to the ‘bad’ end! Oops, and Dakota still did the Single White Female thing XD;;

Man I’m still really curious who the ‘good friend’ is!!

Okay! Time for end game!!

So that’s the good friend, huh? “Let me phrase it differently, then. You’re not Ecaterina the Wise, the Agitator of Prague, a Brujah elder causing turbulences all over the world... are you?”

Mention of Christof! Mention of Christof doing shady shit :| Poor Hana.

“An immigrant from Eastern Europe comes to New York City, takes the position she always expected to find herself in, is molded into someone who is no longer herself.”

Julia and Dakota representing Carthage is kind of neat.

I want to say the mention of St Jude is a reference, but I’m not sure what to XD;; Is that from Redemption? Christof could have been the one to tell Hana that.

“Like a two-person human centipede loop or something. An Ouroburos? Or an, uhh, Mobius strip?” No, that’s the other traditionally Sabbat clan XD

That‘s. That’s a hell of a reconciliation XD “Yeah, let’s give it a try. By the way I’m on the run for my unlife, want to go to California and try to find utopia?”

Julia, wear a fucking mask XD

“Hey.”

“Yeah?“

“Do you love me?”

“... Of course I do. For now, at least.”

I still don’t know if I love her. Or even if I can love anyone, for that matter. I’m a fucking monster, after all. I don’t even know if we’ll exist next month. The prospects are not looking good. But although I can’t see myself in the rearview mirror right now...

...I will remember this image of us leaving the city, somewhat melancholic, and somewhat hopeful, forever. And maybe the meaning of this image will be clarified with time. Or maybe I will just force a more positive description on it, and that is what I’ll believe.

No matter what happens... even if oceans of blood lie before us, I will make this a cherished memory.

Whatever possible salvation still remains for me... ...it probably lies in the eyes of another.

Oh dang I have chills.

So the ‘bad’ ending is about the subverted compromise. Julia resigns herself to letting the compromise about the truth of Callihan’s death go ahead. ‘Catherine’ is a walking compromise to hide the Ecaterina’s real deeds. But while Hana is still stuck in her role for now, Julia refuses to accept the compromise she’s made, both the one relating to the investigation and the compromise she made of her own views and morals. It might blow up in her face, yeah. But damn, she’s going to try.

So, final thoughts! For the sake of completion, this is what I said about Coteries:

And of course this is the part where the game all falls apart :-\

Just… god. This is probably the biggest problem with CoNY, and the reason I didn’t bother getting it until it was like… 60% off. The bulk of the game is great - the writing is intriguing, the design is stunning. But the choices themselves are so limited it’s barely worth even getting it at 60% off!

You have three choices of characters, with their own opening chapters and own individual scenes with their touchstones. You have four choices of coterie members, and three sidequests. You can probably get in at least three full story arcs and a sidequest or two, but you’re only ever limited to two of your coterie members showing up at the not-yet-endgame.

So let’s say you decide to play all three protags, which, indeed, is encouraged (there’s an achievement for it). You are going to repeat coterie arcs and side quests, because there simply aren’t enough for three unique playthroughs.

And then you get to the end and literally everything is scripted. You get attacked by the SI. You get rescued by your two coterie members (and then never see them again, despite the game being called Coteries of New York). You meet Torque, you escape the SI, Sophie reveals her plan to Torque, you go to Ellis Island, Adelaide kills Sophie (and despite the fact that you’re given multiple options there, none of them work), Arturo does his spiel, end of game. You don’t even get to choose between ending up blood bound or going “no fuck you” and at least dying with a bit of dignity!

I just. I really want to like it, and there genuinely is a lot there to like! But uuuugh the ending. Like damn at least give the poor protag the option to choose what happens to them!

Anyway. Not sure what’s next. To get all the achievements, you have to finish with all three protags, so that’s three full runs and a lot of repetitiveness (compare to, say, Bloodlines or Night Road. I have eighty-five hours on Night Road and there’s still stuff I haven’t seen!), so I can’t even just… rush it through up to the meeting with the touchstones on the third play. Nope. Gotta finish it :-\

Final rating: 6/10

8/10 characters, 9/10 atmosphere, 8/10 story aside from ending, 3/10 story ending, 2/10 replayability. Final consensus: get it on major sale if you can, otherwise, you might as well just watch an LP. I might do that instead of doing a third run, although I at least want to do a second.

I ended up revising that 6/10 to 5.5/10 after finishing all runs and getting the achievements just out of how goddamn repetitive it was. So, how does Shadows measure up?

Absolutely continued with all the things I enjoyed about CoNY (characters, atmosphere, and writing), and of the bits I hated (cookie cutter protagonists, lack of real choice, repetitiveness, the godawful ending), every single part has been completely improved.

Instead of three fledglings so similar they even have the same internal thoughts, we have Julia, who’s got such a distinct voice that she becomes the most memorable game protag I’ve seen in years, and I’m including non-VtM games in this. This is absolutely her game, and it’s just... absolutely fascinating to read and watch.

Related - actual real choices. There are five key choices that determine the ending, and every single one has actual consequence in-game. You get different dialogue. Different introspection. Different philosophies. And this carries across - if Julia believes Agathon is alive, she’s more optimistic about her relationship with Dakota, too. And of course, both endings are completely distinct and incredibly written - the ‘good’ ending where Julia gives in to her most Lasombra instincts, plays the game, wins it, gets power and respect at the expense of her humanity and avoiding all those wraiths... or the ‘bad’ ending when she listens to her morals, reconciles with Dakota, and leaves for California, uncertain, but hopeful.

Not a lot of repetitiveness. Yes, by design, you’ll probably do two playthroughs. The main plot is much the same, but there are enough options there to get multiple dialogue options and stuff. And for the little sidequests, you can actually get all in with just the two playthroughs, only repeating like... two, I think. Still, I wasn’t feeling actively bored like I was midway through my second run of CoNY!

Loved seeing more in-depth backstory and development for the coterie members. Agathon’s section was particularly fascinating, literally getting into his head.

And just. Atmosphere and music is so, so good.

Final rating: 9/10. Thank you, Draw Distance, you hit it out of the park.