#For me this is fun this is like a sleepover except I have no fucking idea who you are

[babacontainsmultitudes]

question from your dndads gift exchange gifter: how do you feel about nark? And glenn x morgan? (Idk if they have a ship name lol)

:D Oh hello there!

💜 Glenn x Morgan is cute! It’s not a ship I’ve found myself going out of my way to look for but you’re more than welcome to include them! 🥰 I quite like what we’ve seen of them In canon. Idk if they have a ship name either but I recently saw one of my mutuals suggest “Morglenn” and I mean that makes sense to me LOL.

My feelings surrounding Nark are a bit complicated to be honest with you! The thing is like, honestly, I *like* the ship (especially certain flavours of it)- but really in both Nicky and Lark’s cases I have other ships for them that in general I’m much more interested in tbh… In Nicky’s case Grant and Sparrow, in Lark’s case Grant and Terry… <- I suppose the loophole to be derived from that is that if you put them in a three-way sorta deal with Grant I’d accept it quite graciously LOL. Otherwise *taps pinned post but also my AO3* I’ve got a bit of a funky little crackship with Sparrow and Cassandra going on, so if by some very slim chance you were playing to that, I could definitely entertain some Nark beside it. I mean, that’s just good flavour!

🤔 I suppose the gist is that despite actually kinda liking Nark (and certainly appreciating plenty of the fan works for it ooh boy), I’ve a bit of an aversion for it in practice, mostly because I just don’t care for a kiddad shipping scene that’s too homogenous, particularly when I am in perpetual rarepair hell lol.

Sorry for the confusing answer love! I don’t want to give you a hard “no”, but I hope I at least cleared up my feelings on the matter a bit? 😅 I’m very bad at being brief about things that are interesting me, and ships are very fun to talk about lol.

:3 Thank you for asking, that’s very considerate. Feel free to hit me up with any further questions!

[urbanfiltered]

:-)

[ningvory]

may i ask what’s your thought about mean girls! ningrina?

parings: meangirls!ningrina x quiet!fem!reader

synopsis: you never spared a glance at them, always walking away to get to your wherever you needed to go, never stopping to glance at them. so they decided to host a sleepover and fuck you so hard that you look at them!

warnings: strap-ons, vibrator, tit suckin, rimming, double stuffing, pussy eating, face sitting, oral, blackmail, recording

the famous duo, ningrina were notorious for being the mean girls at school. judging people’s outfits right in their faces and laughing at them. they would step out of karina’s pink ferrari, always wearing expensive heels paired with stylish outfits, sometimes being a little too over the top causing everyone to stare and stepping to the side admiring them, either wanting to be them or fuck them except for you.

you never batted an eye to them, walking right pass them with your headphones in your ears. they wanted to change that so bad, wanting to make you obsessed with them, but they had a reputation to hold up and they would definitely not go outta their way to make you look at them, so they had came up with a plan!

karina was quietly thinking while ningning was laying down on rina’s bed staring at nothing in particular.

“what if we hold a sleepover at my place?” karina asked the younger with a smirk knowing ningning would definitely like that idea.

which is how you led to being invited to their sleep over held at karina’s house. it wasn’t just the three of you though, the two also invited aeri and minjeong, not telling them her and ning’s whole reason of putting this sleepover together because where’s the fun in that!? when they asked ning and rina they would just say they felt like it!

you were the last to arrive at karina’s sleepover and rina nearly squealed when she saw you. you were wearing a fuzzy pink top and matching shorts along with your black glasses that were definitely to big for your face, she thought you were so cute!

you were shocked to see what rina was wearing, she was wearing a low v cut crop top, exposing her tits to you paired with some skimpy shorts. she pulled you into a hug, her tits pressing against your body as you hugged her back because you really didn’t have a choice!

she began to pull you to where everyone else was, you greeted them all. minjeong and aeri were the only ones who actually looked like they ready for a regular sleep over. ningning was wearing the exact same outfit rina had on.

you interacted with aeri and minjeong really the whole night, lowkey avoiding any communication with the other two, but that’s okay! they just observed you and noticing little habits you do like scrunching your nose up so your glasses don’t fall off which they thought was so cute!!

you were very chill and this is the most they heard you talk, making them think about how cute your moans and whines would be when the fuck you! they watched how you would crawl over to minjeong or aeri to show them something, getting a full view of your ass. at this point they couldn’t give a shit about you avoiding them, they just wanted to hear that pretty voice of yours moan out their names! that outta get you to look at them!

it was getting quite late and you all decided to go to your rooms to sleep. aeri and minjeong saying goodnight to you and going to their rooms down the hall as you told them goodnight as well, heading to your own room, the duo following right behind you saying how aeri and minjeong said they needed more pillows, which was a lie. thinking nothing of it, you just nodded, back turned to them thinking they would just get the pillows and leave. until you felt someone push your upper body to the bed, pressing down on your back so you don’t move.

“you were so mean to us y’know? you didn’t even bother to try to talk to us!” ningning said sadly as she began to hump your ass.

“what the- ningning! what are you doing? let me go!” you yelled out as she raised you up, holding your hands behind you so you don’t run away. and let karina get infront of you, fully naked with a smirk on her face, “be a good girl and shut up.” karina told you.

this is how you ended up in this position, your shorts and panties were pushed down and ningning was behind you on her knees, pushing her green 10 inched dildo in and out of your ass and fingering your cunt with her fingers, pulling whiny moans out of you! some of them were muffled by karina, making you suck on her tits until you came on ningning’s fingers with a whiny moan.

the way that they would tag team you so hard!! they would have your legs spread so wide so they can fits both of their heads and they would be lapping up at your cunt! karina using her tongue to tongue fuck you and ningning would be sucking at your clit, pulling high pitched moans out of you because they’ve been at it for what felt like hours! overstimulation was hitting you hard :((

they would even double stuff you with their biggest strap-ons! ningning wearing her 13 inched black one and karina wearing her 12 inched pink one! the would push in and out of you in a fast pase! not letting you catch a break at all! ningning would push in when karina would push out, making you cry out mumbling apologies to them about how you were ignoring them all the time hoping they would stop!! :(

the way the would make you wear one of the strap on’s and pushing a vibrator into you. ningning would be pinning you to the bed, on top of you riding the strap-on and karina would be riding your face making you eat her out because if you didn’t, she was gonna record this and post it everywhere! :(

after this day, they made you their cute plaything! they would make you eat them out while they recorded you and stuffing your cunt with their biggest and thickest dildo’s or a vibrator, and if you don’t do what they say, they’ll post all the videos they’ve got of you getting fucked silly or lapping at their cunny’s :((

[kawoala]

Hi Meeya !!! Congrats on 900 followers <3

I’d love to get the hq mattsun burger !!! with a party side and a best friends to lovers drink <3

Thank you !!! For delivery infos i am available via phone :)

SLEEPOVER; matsukawa issei. burger—haikyuu. drink—best friends to lovers.

contents mattsun smokes. drugs & alcohol. college au. yukie shirofuku, oikawa tooru, hanamaki takahiro mentioned . reader is not fw heavy with the party.

authors notes this is more like. friend of a friends to lovers, so uhh sorry! i cant stick to prompts for the life of me apparently. also the ending kind of sucks, but i was trying to get this out today so……

if you’re going to be honest, this sucks. your head is pounding, your whole body is covered in a sheen of sweat, and there are far too many people around you. now, you love your friends, but that doesn’t mean you have to enjoy the things you do for them.

case in point: coming up with and hosting yukie’s 21st birthday bash. in theory, a nice gesture. in practice, a fucking nightmare.

you’ve heard probably three different crashes of glass—things that you’ll have to replace, of course, you know for a fact that your bathroom door is broken—because you watched three boys carry it out the front door as they held it above their heads, and there’s a pair of sneakers hanging off the ceiling fan. 

you want everyone gone. but. yukie is having fun. she’s smiling and laughing and drunk off her ass and she’s enjoying herself. she’s surrounded by all of her favorite people and you can’t want everyone gone because yukie is having fun.

you’re zoning off at the table covered in beer bottles and small, empty bags when you distantly hear someone call your name. you look up, glancing around until someone catches your eye. it’s yukie, smiling widely at you.

“can you,” hiccup, “go get more drinks? they’re,” giggle, “uh, down in the basement. thanks, y/n-ie.”

you want to roll your eyes, but instead you smile and nod. you stand up quickly and maneuver your way through the crowd of people. the basement door is supposed to be locked, but of course it’s cracked open when you get to it. ynis time, you do roll your eyes as you make your way down the stairs, shutting the door behind you.

almost immediately, a shiver runs down your spine. it’s colder down here than it is upstairs—but that could be from the lack of body heat coming off of everyone.

you get to the bottom of the stairs, where the fridge sits, but just before you reach for the handle, you stop. the back of a messy head of hair sitting on your couch, facing the TV. he brings a hand to his mouth and a cloud of smoke follows. you blink a couple times, in complete disbelief.

how are you supposed to react to this? he broke into your basement to sit down here by himself and smoke? you look around and notice that everything looks good, like nothing has been touched except for the couch. he didn’t steal anything? or, he hasn’t yet.

“dude,” your voice cracks embarrassingly as you try to speak. you clear your throat, hand flying to rub at the skin there. “i locked the door for a reason. also, how many times have i told you not to smoke down here?”

his hand, preparing to bring the cigarette to his mouth once again, freezes halfway to its intended destination.

he turns around, hooded eyes locking with yours, and lets out a laugh. “y/n, there are much worse things going on in this house right now.”

you glance back up the stairs, a furrow forming in your brows. he’s right; you know it and he knows it, but you press your lips together and stick your chin up. “this is a basement, loser no windows? the smoke is going to stick to—” you cut yourself off with a shake of your head, taking a step towards him. “wait, how did you even get down here? the door was locked.”

he grins at that. before he speaks, he makes a show out of putting the cigarette out on his wallet, careful not to get ashes anywhere. “sorry for smoking. i picked the lock.”

he takes a few steps, making his way around the couch so that now you two have nothing in between you two, and you narrow your eyes suspiciously.

“you picked the lock?” you ask as you cross your arms over your chest. when he nods, you narrow your eyes further. after a few seconds of staring at each other, you click your tongue. “i don’t believe you.”

he blinks. once. twice. three times. “the door wasn’t busted, was it?” you shake your head and he shrugs. “because i picked the lock. it’s not broken; just very easy to pick.”

you think about it for a minute, but eventually roll your eyes and sigh. “okay, yeah, whatever. you’re cool and you know how to pick a lock.” you walk towards the couch, brushing his shoulder, then flop down on one of the couches. “that party is fucking killing me.”

he snickers and spins on his heel, sitting down beside you. “tell me about it,” he mumbles. “oikawa and maki ditched me for beer pong and the only other people i know were yukie and, well, you. but you guys were busy taking shots, or something.” he shrugs.

you out your head in your hands, slightly rubbing at your temples. this headache is getting worse. “i’m gonna need, like, four pints of nyquil to help me sleep tonight.” you pause, then groan. “oh my god, she’s gonna be so hungover tomorrow.”

again, he snickers.

“so not funny.”

“it’s a little funny.” he knocks his shoulder against yours. “headache?”

“mhm.”

“i have advil in my car, if you want some.”

you shake your head, sighing. “i have some upstairs, it’s fine.” you look over at him and give him a half-smile. “i’m not really sure i’m gonna go back up there though.”

“me either.” he smiles. “maybe we should have a sleepover down here. beer in the fridge, right?” when you nod, he stands and makes it to the fridge in fewer strides than you would have expected. he grabs two beers and looks at you, wriggling his brows. “we can even play some girly game like truth or dare.”

you laugh quietly, but take the beer he offers. “you’re dumb.”

“yeah,” he sighs out, sitting down once again. “sometimes.”

“truth or dare?” you ask, cracking open the can and giving him a coy smile.

he pretends to think for a second, humming, then says, “truth.”

you hum too, actually thinking. “who do you like more: oikawa or maki?”

“definitely maki. truth or dare?”

“dare.”

“i dare you to have a sleepover with me tonight in your basement.”

the laughs that leaves your mouth is involuntary. you cover your mouth with a hand, shaking your head. “matsukawa issei, if you wanted me to hangout with you, all you had to do was ask.”

he laughs, watching you closely. “wanna hangout?” his smile is a cross between hope and cockiness.

and of course, you nod. who can really resist mattsun when he smiles at them like that?

[houseofripley]

HEYY

Can you do a rhea x fem!reader story where rhea and reader are in Highschool and have both had feeling for eachother for the longest time and both haven’t confessed but all that changes because rhea ask reader to prom and they end up kissing and it leads to something else (ifykyk😏) (smut n a lil bit of fluff too🙏)

Starry Prom Night

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ SMUT, Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Scissoring, Praise, Cheek Cupping & Kissing Galore, INSANE PLOT BUILDING FOR NO REASON LOL SORRYYYYYY IM A YEARNER (im serious this is like 67% plot building)

WORD COUNT: 3,731

A/N: this is just pure sapphic yearning on my end LMAO anyways anon i had so much fun writing this even though its all over the place!!!

also can you tell where i got impatient with all the plot building lol

“Rhea, I seriously don’t know how many more of these cheesy signs I can’t take. I think I’m gonna go insane.” You grunted, rolling your eyes to the back of your head. 

Prom season was in full swing. It was third period and you had just witnessed what had to have been the seventh promposal of the day. This year would be the mark of your and your best friend, Rhea’s senior prom. Senior prom was a date thousands of dreamed about, wanting to show up and show out one last time before waving goodbye to their highschool years. 

Every girl except you and Rhea. You both despised the thought of prom. Why would any sane person spend hundreds of dollars on an outfit just to spend their night drenched in sweat in the school gymnasium? 

Fuck that!

“Romeo O Romeo! Will thou spend your Saturday night with I, drinking punch next to the locker rooms?” Rhea mocked, elbowing your arm. 

You shook your head, pressing your lips together trying to keep your laughter silent. The commotion of classmates was soon drowned out by thoughts as your eyes met Rhea’s, causing your tightened lips to curl into a small smile.

Rhea’s blue eyes never failed to warm you. Everytime you gazed into those beachy eyes you were brought back to the day you first met the girl. Seventh grade, first period, language arts. A quiet blonde girl sporting a Pierce The Veil shirt was assigned to sit next to you. Nobody knew anything about the girl besides the fact she had just moved basically across the globe. You spent the entire period thinking of what you could possibly say to her, because what do you even say to a kid that was just relocated from South Australia all the way to some shitty suburban town? 

“Cool shirt.” 

And it fucking worked somehow. You were immediately attached to her hip. The two of you grew closer with each day that passed. You were inseparable. She was everything to you. Sleepovers every weekend. ‘Study’ sessions that were spent play fighting with each other. Singing pop-punk songs at the top of your lungs till your throats were raw. Dying your hair the same shade of blue at three in the morning. She was even at your side while your parents scolded you the morning after for said blue hair. 

Jesus Christ. Lost in her eyes again? Snap out of it already! 

“Yo, Alice in Wonderland, you okay?” Rhea playfully questioned, breaking your trance by poking at your thigh.

“Just…thinking. That’s all.” You softly chuckled. You were telling the truth, you were just thinking. Just thinking about her. Thinking about her touch, her hands, her pierced nose, her lips, her stupid cool shirts. 

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“Jesus, someone’s eager to get out of here.” You laughed, trailing behind Rhea who was booking it over to her small black Lexus.

“Dude, can you blame me? It’s like everyone has some sort of prom fever. I am not letting it catch me.” Rhea complained, ducking into the vehicle. 

You made your way to the passenger side of the car before hopping into the seat next to Rhea. “I counted eighteen of those damn signs today.” You babbled, resting your arm on the center console before trailing on, diffusing the topic, “Anyways, let’s go thrifting or something. I don’t wanna go home.”

Rhea shrugged in agreeance before pulling out of her parking spot. She knew things were tough for you at home. You had recently come out as lesbian to your parents. They weren't unsupportive but they weren't exactly supportive at the same time which had built quite a bit of tension in the household. You came out to Rhea just about two years ago, who was more than supportive. She was your number one defender, always there to threaten whichever classmate that dared to ridicule you.

You knew absolutely nothing about Rhea’s sexuality. Hell, even Rhea knew nothing about her sexuality. She only knew one thing, that she liked you. She didn’t even know when she caught feelings for you, it was like the sentiments were there since the moment you first spoke to her. She hoped as time went on the flutters she’d feel for you would pass on but recently she couldn’t seem to even push the mere thought of you out of her head, it was killing her.

The drive to the nearest thrift shop was comfortably silent…silent if you ignored the Black Veil Brides cd Rhea had blaring…

Entering the store the pair of you let out scoffed laughs as the first thing catching your attention was a large display of second hand dresses. Shaking it out of your heads and ignoring it at first you carried on to wander the isles, grabbing whatever caught your eye to try on later although you’d inevitably end back up to the racks of long dresses. You weren't a big fan of dresses but you wanted to waste as much time as you possibly could, so you decided to browse the gowns with Rhea. 

She pulled a deep maroon dress, the form fitting glittered bodice was paired with a looser, more freeing skirt. “Try it on!” Rhea pushed, shoving the dress into your arms.

“I’d look so stupid in this.” You gave Rhea a bewildered look.

“Oh c’mon just try it!”

“Rhe’ when have you ever given a shit about this stuff?”

“Dude you’re the one that wanted to waste time here…” Rhea playfully scorned, diverting your question.

“Urgh, I hate when you’re right.” You huffed, shuffling towards the dressing room. 

“How ridiculous do I look?” You pouted, opening the door of the changing room before shuffling to the closest mirror.

Rhea stood behind you, peering over your shoulder as you silently studied yourself in the mirror. You looked at Rhea through the mirror as she opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself in her tracks. “I mean it’s cute but where in the world would I wear this?” You shrugged, adjusting the straps as Rhea chewed on her cheeks.

“Wear it to prom.” Rhea timidly broke her silence.

“Why would I go to prom, Rhe’? First of all it would be so lame and second of all I’d have nobody to go with. I’m just gonna put this back.” You mumbled, turning to make your way back into the changing room.

 A hand grabbed your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. “Go with me…” Rhea blurted out, sounding scared of her own words. Her statement caused you to turn to face her with a puzzled expression, Rhea herself even looked surprised at what she just said. Fearing your rejection she quickly added on, “Ya know, like as a joke and stuff. We can make it not lame…”

“As a joke?” Your heart that was skipping beats just seconds ago was immediately let down. 

“Yeah. It’s just a stupid idea we don’t hav-”

“No, let's go…as a joke.” You interrupted Rhea’s nervous deflection. “We’ve got nothing better to do.” You shrugged on watching Rhea’s anxieties fade into the distance as her classic cheeky smile crept upon her face.

After you swapped out of your dress you returned to Rhea who was holding up a silky black dress with a deep slit in the skirt. “This’ll work. I’m too lazy to try anything on.” She chuckled while shrugging.

“That's ballsy Rhe-Rhe.”

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Tonight was the night, you were sat atop Rhea’s bathroom counter, finishing up your makeup while Rhea was shuffling around her closet searching for a pair of shoes. It had been four weeks since Rhea ‘asked’ you to prom and you simply couldn’t keep your mind off it. Although you two planned this whole thing as a joke, something shifted ever so slightly between the two of you, maybe it wasn’t a joke, who knows. Rhea had your heart in your throat at every moment and you were the topic of every thought that popped into Rhea’s head. More than ever the both of you were head over heels for each other, just terrified the other wouldn’t reciprocate those shared feelings.

Your parents were completely unaware you’d be attending prom. You had informed them you were staying with a friend before immediately storming off to Rhea’s house. Rhea’s parents hadn’t a clue either, they were under the impression tonight would be just another night of the two of you doing nothing for hours then sneaking out to go for a drive at three in the morning. There truly wasn’t much reasoning behind this secret, you guys just wanted to have this night for yourselves without pestering parents. 

“Urgh! At this point I’m gonna go barefoot!” You could hear yet another pair of shoes be tossed to the floor. You slid off Rhea’s counter, stepped out of her bathroom and over to her closet. She was already in her dress tearing through a pile of shoes on the floor. “What has gotten into you Rhe’?” You leaned against the doorframe laughing at the fact that Rhea of all people was stressing over shoes. 

 Rhea rolled her eyes ignoring your banter. “Would it make me a hipster if I wore converse?”

“Oh absolutely, I dare you!” 

“You know I will,” Rhea retorted, picking up a black pair of the canvas shoes.

You chuckled before turning to return to the bathroom, letting Rhea know you were gonna change. You got into your dress with ease up until you came to the zipper on the back. You groaned in annoyance, reaching behind to your back attempting to wiggle the zipper to no avail.

“Rhe’, can you help me real quick?” You asked while popping your head out the door.

“Hm? What’s up?” Rhea turned around and questioned before making her way up to you, trying to keep her gaze from falling down to the hand placed on your chest, keeping the dress from completely slipping from your body.

“Zippers stuck,” You pouted, turning around. Rhea’s hand swept across the base of your neck, sweeping your hair to the side. You watched her through the mirror as she began fumbling with the metal, ultimately getting it to slide up your back.

After an awkward exchange of bashful looks the two of you finished getting ready in each other's company. You sat next to Rhea slipping into your shoes while she tied off her converse, took a handful of polaroid pictures together, then eventually snuck out Rhea’s window to begin your hike to the school.

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“Ouu! Ripley’s got a date!” Was whistled out by a classmate as you and Rhea made your way down the congested hallway, making Rhes roll her eyes.

“Shut up dickhead! We’re here as a joke.” Rhea rebutted, flipping the guy off as she carried on down the hall. 

Here as a joke but her flushed cheeks and sweaty hand gripping yours told a slightly different story.

“Dickheads always running their mo-” Rhea muttered, stepping into the crowded gymnasium.

“Shh. It’s fine, you shouldn’t worry about them.” You cut off Rhea, giving her hand a squeeze as you examined the starry night themed room. The area was dimly lit by blue leds and strings of fairy lights. Blue curtains decorated with paper stars draped over the majority of the walls while an array of tables adorned with bottles of fairy lights surrounded a dance floor full of teenagers.

You both seated yourselves near the stage where a live band was playing. Your legs pressed against one another as you fell into an array of conversations. Thirty minutes had managed to sneak by before your meaningless conversation was cut short by your biology teacher.

“You girls gonna sit here and chat all night? Go dance!” 

“But dancing is lame, Mr. Brown.” Rhea groaned while you both turned to face the man.

“I promise you that in ten years you’ll regret not doing anything at your senior prom. Seriously, go dance!” Your teacher stood behind you giving his words of advice. Rhea peeked over to you looking for your opinion. You gave her a ‘why not’ shrug before rising from your seat.

“But I don't even know how to slow dance.” Rhea whined to herself under her breath as she stood up. “If we have to dance, we’re dancing in the corner cause I’m gonna look stupid.” She stipulated.

You guided Rhea over to a secluded section of the dance floor near a wall, reassuring her that you also had no clue on what you were doing. 

“We’ll just do what everyone else is doing, Rhe’.” 

“I think this right,” Rhea unassuredly giggled with a racing heart, taking a hold of your left hand while wrapping her free hand around your waist. You shook your hair to cover your flushing cheeks as you brought your right hand to rest on her shoulder. The pair of you began swaying to the music while trying to hold back laughter, both in slight disbelief at your current situation. Prom was the last place either of you ever expected to be attending.

You were already trailing back into the pit of those sapphire eyes, drowning out all external noise you missed Rhea humming about how beautiful you looked. You were too occupied taking in the essence of your childlike crush to take notice of the grip Rhea had on your waist tightening. You were fully prepared to stare into those eyes all night, but Rhea was eager to run a risk.

A set of warm lips fell onto you abruptly, pulling you by the waist into a desperate kiss. All five senses rushed over your body, sending a rush of adrenaline through your bloodstream, placing you in awe too shocked to move.

Rhea forced herself to pull away, letting a sigh of relief out before the panic settled in, “Shit. I, god I’m so-”

Your thoughts had just now grasped what just happened.

This was a kiss that spent years in the making…you were not just gonna let it end like that.

Your hand slipped to the back of Rhea���s head, pushing Rhea back into the kiss, forcibly putting an end to her apology. She immediately fell back into your lips, closing her dilated eyes. While her tongue slid across your bottom lip begging to deepen the kiss, her hands slid up to cup your cheeks. Time slid away as the two of you fell into each other in your isolated corner of the gymnasium.

Rhea pulled herself from your lips breathless, her parted lips forming an open smile. She wanted more. You attempted to collect your thoughts while catching your breath. Both of you were attempting to draft a response while gazing into each other, because what do you say after tasting your best friend of five years?

“Cool.” You nodded

Rhea shook her head scoffing out a laugh, still making an attempt to regulate her breath. She took grip of your hand, giving it a squeeze before beginning to pull you into the hall without speaking a word.

“Wher-”

“Just follow me!” Rhea cut you off, rushing through the halls as she dragged you behind herself, both of you trying not to stumble over your dresses. 

She halted in front of the nurses office before fiddling with the keypad on the door, “God bless modern technology,” She muttered, managing to get the door open as you watched in disbelief. “Don’t even ask.” She chuckled, scanning the hall to make sure you were in the clear before tugging you into the room.

Once Rhea’s foot forced the door shut her lips directly got to work pinning themselves to your neck, nipping at the delicate skin. 

“Shit Rhe’, there might be cameras.” You pushed through a stunned whine. 

“There's none…” Rhea couldn't even pull her lips away from your skin as she spoke, “Wouldn't stop me either way, I’ve waited too long for this.” She grunted, dragging her kisses to your collarbone. “Now please tell me I can keep going.”

“I don’t think I could ever tell you to stop.” You pulled Rhea’s face to meet your eyes, whispering your confession. There was no need for Rhea to open her mouth, the look on her face alone told you that was exactly what she needed to hear.

“You have no fucking clue how long I’ve waited for this.” Rhea growled, grasping your cheeks as she pulled you over to the nurses twin sized treatment bed. 

She brought her legs to straddle over you, lowering her chest to hover over you. Rhea was attached to you like a dog, her lips were sloppy against yours as her hands snuck to pull up the skirt of your dress. 

Rhea brought herself between your legs, in a rush to finally get a taste of your core.

“Please…I’m begging you, please don't make me wait more than I already have.” Rhea looked up at you pleading.

Your heart was in your throat as you fervently nodded. “I wanna hear your voice,” Rhea begged, whispering out your name.

“Rhea, please just do anything, I need, I need you.”

With that said she hurriedly slid your panties down your legs, tossing them to the foot of the bed. Rhea was making it clear that tonight was her time to shine.

“Fuck, you’re perfect…” Rhea murmured, awed at the sight of your soaked cunt. Her arms tangled themselves around your legs. After years her tongue finally made contact with your delicacy, she preached a string of curses, finally getting what she was after. You propped yourself on your elbows to catch the sight of Rhea exploring your brand new world. You could feel a smirk between your legs as her eyes met yours, thirstily watching you watch.

“Tastes so good.” Rhea praised, sweeping her tongue through your folds before bringing herself to round your clit. You chewed on your cheeks to hush the moans escaping your throat as Rhea wrapped her lips around your sensitivity, allowing her to lightly suck at your skin. Your legs made an unsuccessful attempt at wrapping around Rhea’s head only to be overtaken by her hands, prying them open, giving her full access to devour your aching heat. 

The stealthy addition of two fingers into your emptiness was only amplifying the wobbly knees her mouth alone had created. Her fingers began steadily massaging into you, causing an arch to form over your back. The mixture of Rhea’s roaming tongue and grinding digits already had a knot forming in your stomach.

“Fucking Christ Rhe’, where the fuck did you learn all this.” You struggled out through moans. Rhea let out a soft chuckle as she continued to take your clit into her mouth, rolling her tongue piercing over your sensitivity.

Rhea gave your cunt one last kiss before she brought herself to face you. Now that Rhea had finally gotten a taste of your mouth she couldn't get enough, she had to return for more. Your lips once again blended together, your moans now slipping into Rhea’s mouth as her fingers curled inside your core. 

“God, you sound so beautiful.” Rhea admired, pressing her warmed forehead against yours while her digits continued toying with your clenching walls. Her thumb was soon added to the mixture of pleasure as it rubbed rhythmic circles over your bud. 

“Rhe’, I want to feel you against me,” You opened your eyes, pulling from her kiss while your hips rolled against her working digits. “Please.”

Rhea nodded, her eyes full of adoration, she’d do whatever it took to please you no matter if it took minutes or hours. She let her fingers come to a declined pace before withdrawing from your warmth. She stood up, licking her fingers clean before riding her dress up her legs and dropping her panties. She rushed to return to the bed pulling your leg into the air before propping a leg of hers next to your hip.

Rhea settled her heat against yours, letting out a heavy breath. She gradually started rocking her hips against you, mixing your slick together. You watched as the new sensation of pleasure washed over her, causing her jaw to drop open and her eyes to roll to the back of her head. 

“Just…just like that.” You whimpered as you began to grind your hips at a matching pace, chasing towards your climax. Rhea’s arm clung to your leg that was situated in the air for support as the sound of quiet moans and the rustling of dress fabric bounced around the room. 

“Feels so good, fuck.” Rhea quickened her motions, moaning out the nickname she created for you through heavy breaths.Rhea pushed herself further against you chasing her own high as you squirmed beneath her grinds. 

“Rhe’, I’m gonna cum.” You whined out, reaching for a hand to cling to. Her hand met you halfway, instantly taking you into her grip she pulled you up to meet her face. She was back to those oh-so passionate kisses she could now never get enough of. “Please, Rhe’!” You cried against her, her movements bucking against your cunt.

Rhea nodded into your kiss signaling for your release, her own climax just seconds away. Your series of moans brushed against Rhea’s lips as your orgasm washed over you, hers quickly following. Muffled whines echoed around the room as Rhea’s thrusts against you faltered.

After riding out your highs together, Rhea squeezed herself next to you on the tiny bed and rested her hand on your thigh, giving it a soft squeeze. “I swear to god if you say cool.” Rhea looked over at you giggling. 

“Unfair!” You joked, resting your head against Rhea’s chest. You both fell into silence simply taking in the moment, reflecting on everything that had just happened. Rhea peppered small kisses to the top of your head as you toyed with the fabric of her dress.

“We should probably get outta here before somebody finds us.” Rhea suggested, breaking the silence.

“Wanna go dance again?” You teased as you turned to face her.

Rhea quickly shook her head, “I’m never gonna dance again. I was so bad.” She laughed, “How about we go find a parking lot and makeout under the stars, hm?”

“I seriously would have never expected you to be all smoochy, Rhe’.”

“Look, I have like five years of kisses to make up for!”

[strniohoeee]

helloo I have a Chris request. Y/N and Chris are dating. One night at the triplets place after smoke sesh, they go up to the kitchen to make food, while the pasta cooks they start making out and Chris eats her out, they end up having sex on the table.

Cinnamon

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N pops the triplets cherry for smoking weed, she smokes with them. Things are going good till Chris begins to feel some type of way🥀

Warnings⚠️: Uhhh smoking weed, and smut that’s about it! They was high and they was fuckinnnn🗣️

Song for the imagine: Ice Cream- Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Method Man, Cappadonna

⚠️This a 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Back to You Maybelline Queen let’s make a team

You can have everything in this world except CREAM

I wouldn’t classify myself as a heavy smoker, but I liked to get high here and there. When I became friends with the triplets I was really scared to tell them thinking they’d judge me, but they didn’t care

I never smoked around them….was I high around them uhhh that’s a different story. I never offered them to smoke with me, or forced them. After a while they did start to get curious about what it’s like to be high

Tonight we planned to have a sleepover where we’d all smoke, and I’d babysit them to make sure they were okay. I had a medical card so my weed was great. I brought two joints both a hybrid of Indica and Sativa, my favorite.

Hybrids are the best to me. I feel good, relaxed, no anxiety. I get the munchies. I'm always laughing, and then I have the best sleep ever. Everyone’s first time smoking is different, but I believe depending on who you surround yourself with will determine if you’ll be good or anxious.

I absolutely hated blunts, the tobacco leaves always making me sick and giving me the worst high of my life, so I would never do that to them.

I had gotten to the triplets house two hours ago, and we ate pizza and watched movies before we decided to smoke. I wanted their stomach full, and I wanted them to be calm

“Alright are we ready” I said grabbing my tin can with my joints in it and wiggling my brows

“I’m so nervous, but I’m ready” Nick said

“It’s fun trust me, and if anything yall will get super tired and knock out” I told them

“I’m readyyy” Matt said standing up

We went outside to their yard and sat in a circle

“Alright let me lay down some facts and some rules” I said as I took the first joint out and closing the can

“One pull per person…you want to ease into the high, we rotate it counterclockwise and try not to have it unravel” I said to them

“YES” they said saluting me

“Also when you inhale try not to inhale too much because you will cough, and it will fucking burn” I said laughing

“I mean yall never done this, so you will cough” I said laughing

“Show us how it’s done” Chris said

“Oh another thing….not to be weird, but smoking weed can make you super horny” I said laughing and grabbing my lighter

“OH GOD” Nick said

“But it’s not always, everybody’s different” I said as I lit the joint

I watched as it lit up, and I took a pull. Letting it into my lungs before breathing it out

“See very simple” I said looking at them

“Alright Chris you’re up” I said passing it to Chris on my left

He brought the joint to his lips and pulled, inhaling it into his chest and then exhaling

“Not too bad” he said passing it to Nick

Nick grabbed the joint, and inhaled….A BIG INHALE

“OH MY GOD” he said as he blew the smoke out and started to cough

“Nick that was too big” I said laughing at him, and he just kept coughing and taking a sip of his water

Matt inhaled, and exhaled nicely

“Nick you’re a pussy that wasn’t bad” Matt said as he passed the joint to me

Within 10 minutes we finished the joint, and I could tell they were all high, but I’m sure they didn’t feel it

“Yall are so fucking high” I said looking at them

“I am not” Chris said as his eyes were droopy and half lidded

“Yeah you are trust me you’ll feel it” I said laughing at them

Within 15 minutes they were so fucking high

“Nah this shit is too good” Matt said

“I told you it’s so relaxing” I said

We all started talking and laughing at everything

“Are my eyes open?” Nick asked me

“Yes” I said laughing at him

“Are you sure? Because they feel closed” he said

“They’ll feel like that but they are open I promise” I said to him

We were all talking so slow, and it was the funniest thing ever

“Yo I’m so fucking glad we got high together” I said to them

“Me too this is so much fun” Chris said

About 20 minutes later I was hungry

“I’m hungryyyy anybody want pasta?” I asked

“YES OMG YES” Nick said

“Chris come with me” I said and grabbed him

We both walked back into the house as Nick and Matt stood outside

I grabbed the pot, and put water to boil

“I need salt” I said to Chris

“It’s up down there somewhere” he said blinking slowly

“That wasn’t English” I said laughing

“Sorry it’s there” he said pointing to the table

I grabbed the salt and salted the water waiting for it to boil

“I’m so fucking horny” Chris randomly blurted out

“I told you it could happen” I said looking at him

“Like I have never felt my dick this hard” he said adjusting himself

“Alright horn dog” I said laughing at him

“Sorry” he said laughing

I put the heat down, so it wouldn’t boil too fast and put the pasta in

“I need to bust a nut or something because this is crazy” Chris said sitting down at the table

“Go take care of yourself” I said shooing him

I heard Chris get up, but I didn’t hear him come up behind me. He grabbed me by the waist

“Mmm or you could help me” he said

“That does sound fun” I said turning around to look at him

He immediately smashed his lips to mine, and we began to make out, him pushing me up against the stone slightly

I lost my footing and placed my hand on the stove, accidentally touching the heat level and putting it up without realizing

“Come on baby let me eat your pussy” he said

“Chris you’re dirty” I said smacking him playfully

“Come on” he said and pulled me over to the kitchen table

I sat down, and he slowly removed my sweatpants and my underwear

“Gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked

“Always Chris” I said to him

He got down to his knees, and opened my legs pulling me forward slightly

“Such a pretty pretty pussy” he said looking up at me with droopy eyes

“Fuck Chris” I whispered

He leaned down, and licked a strip up from my entrance to my clit

“Shit” I said shuddering and placing my hands in his hair

He started to lick my clit, and running his tongue from side to side and up and down

“FUCK” I yelled out as my thighs clamped around his head

As he was licking down his nose was bumping into my clit

“Mmm right there baby” I said kind of grinding on his face

He came back up, and started sucking my on clit harshly

“CHRISSSSSS” I moaned out throwing my head back

He pulled away from my pussy. My arousal covering him nose, mouth and chin

“I wanna fuck” he said standing up

“So fuck me then” I said biting my lip

In an instant Chris slid his pants and underwear down to about mid thigh. Swiping his hand on my pussy and using my arousal and his saliva as lube as he stroked his dick

“Ready baby” he asked

“I’m ready” I said

He spat on the head of his dick, and rubbed it against my pussy up and down, slowly pushing the tip in

“Shittt” we both moaned out

Chris bottomed out, and then began to move thrusting in and out at a good speed

“Fuck this feels amazing” he moaned out

He started to pound into me, grabbing my thigh and hooking his arms under them as he pulled me even closer, and started to fuck into me

“FUCK CHRIS OH MY GOD” I yelled out gripping onto the table

“Come on baby come on” he said as he kept pounding into me

The table was taking a beating…I’m sure it wanted to collapse on us

He brought his hand down to my clit and started to rub

“I know you’re close, come on baby milk me” he said pounding into me harder

“You’re so dirty I love it” I moaned out

Chris hips smacked into me three more times before I felt myself coming undone

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” I yelled out and came all over his dick, my thighs shaking and my back lifting off th table

He let me ride out my high before he pulled out of me, stroking his dick before high jaw went slack and he came on my lower stomach

“Fuck that felt amazing” he said trying to catch his breath, and picking up his pants

“So fucking good Chris” I said as I sat up and jumped down to pick up my underwear and pants from the floor

All of a sudden we heard water beginning to overflow and saw steam

“Oh shit the pasta” I said scurrying over to the stove and shutting the water off

Chris came over laughing, and grabbing a wet paper towel to clean his cum off of me

“Thanks baby” I said kissing his cheek

“Anytime” he said winking at me

I put my underwear on and my pants, and Chris and I washed our hands

We drained the pasta and suddenly Matt and Nick bursted inside

“WHERE THE FUCK IS THE PASTA” Matt yelled walking into the kitchen

“Perfect timing! Now we just need to heat up some sauce” I said to them

“Yay I’m so hungry” Nick said sitting at the table

Matt went to sit where we just fucked, and forgot to clean up

“I WOULDNT sit there” I said yelling the first part

“What why?” He said getting scared

“Chris already claimed that spot, and he tried to kill me when I said I wanted it” I said lying through my teeth

“Oh! Okay” Matt said walking back to sit by Nick

We finished making the pasta and we all sat and ate it. Laughing and talking, and eventually Nick and Matt fell asleep on the couch, so Chris and I cleaned the kitchen and table, and put the food away

We covered Nick and Matt in blankets and shut off the lights, and then headed to Chris room to watch tv and fall asleep

The End

This was my last request and I loved doing them, but now I can’t wait to start writing my ideas🤭🖤Dude thank you so much for 407 followers🥹🫶🏽🫶🏽 I just had 300 something this is amazing

-J💅🏽

[grapesrsogood]

PART TWO OF PET AND PICKLE but now its Pet and Pickle and Barista and Love :3

All the listeners are referred to as women, the first one is gender neutral but i couldnt help myself with this one T^T

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Pet and Pickle deciding on one of their sleepovers that they need to expand their friendship group.

Pickle saying she could look into her childhood best friend, Barista, so she does and finds that she was taken in by a gang. Pickle doesn’t give up though and contacts the gang lord, explaining the situation and Warden finds it so amusing that he allows it (and with the knowledge of who Issac is and knowing he’s trustable)

Pet contacting her emergeny contact, who just so happens to be Dontis, asking if he know anyone who would be interested in their friendship group, Dontis asking Love and Love agreeing, they dont ask Xanthus though since he definitely would have to threaten them or what not.

Their stupid little group chat that took way too much effort to create talks daily and about literally EVERYTHING.

The texts consist mostly of “goodnight pookies :D”s and “good morning besties :3”s.

All of them agreeing to meet up in a park for a picnic together, they tell their partners that it’ll be a cute date in a pretty park but in reality its a massive fuck off picnic where the girls wrestle and make flower chains, laughing about random things.

The guys are just so confused about how this even happened, Issac being the awkward little shit he is, Xanthus angrily staring at everyone except for Love, Elias trying to start conversation and trying to ease the tension but inevitably fails and Asirel with his thumb and forefinger pinching the bridge of his nose the whole time, how the hell did they end up here.

The girls becoming best friends immediately and playing random stupid little games like duck duck goose, hide ‘n’ seek and tag whilst the guys dont understand the how they can be so trusting and have so much fun with people they’ve known for maybe a month.

The girls would all kill for eachother and are so close that they form a pact where if any of them are in trouble then the others would come rescue them no matter what.

They call themselves the bestfriend squad, the guys hate it.

They have frequent sleepovers but have to rent out places because none of the guys trust the others enough to go to their own houses.

Matching pj’s all the way. DUH

They dress up for halloween together, they give each other gifts, they NEED to throw birthday parties for each other and god forbid they find out its any of they guys birthdays.

They have created their own little family in a matter of weeks and their favourite days are when Dontis comes over too and they all get piggy back rides. :3

Two words. CUDDLE PILE >v<

Talking about how they all met and they’re all horrified to hear about each others.

“Yeah, Xanthus cornered me in an ally, i stabbed him and then he drank my blood. I love him so much” :)

“…. HE DID WHAT?!”

“Yeah, Issac kinda just picked me up in an alleyway and took me home”

“SO HE KIDNAPPED YOU?!”

“Oh, Elias saved my life when a rival gang blew up the coffee shop i was working at”

“Sweet but YOUR WORKPLACE EXPLODED?!

“Asirel bought me”

“What the actual fuck”

Thats basically how that went.

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BUT let me know if yall want more because i love them :3

This writing style is one of my favs and is the easiest but it also means the posts are fairly short most of the time :(

You can find part 1 here

And part 3 here

Find masterlist here

BAIIIIII :D

[starpunkssgalaxy]

i’ve been super into the sbg comic lately and i thought i might share some of my headcanons of the group for fun, also this is my first post ever so 🧍‍♀️

- aiden used to have a yt channel when he was just a kid and he would post the most unhinged weirdo shit youve ever seen like wtf you mean you posted “pumped up kicks except its not pumped up kicks and i eat a shoe box” at 9 years old 😭😭

- tyler is soooo good with hairstyling???? like his sister would always ask him to do her hair when they were younger and he just got really good at it

- soo many times you can be talking to ash and have a whole one sided conversation before you realize she has her headphones (and listening to music) on and cant hear shit

- aiden eats jolly ranchers like a fucking FREAK he sits there and crunches them, its an honest to god miracle he hasnt lost teeth

- animals dont like ben but ben LOVES animals, hes holding a cat hes so content he loves it, the cat is in the most stress of its life

- tyler had a phase when he was younger where he’d randomly cut his hair in the absolute worst fucking cut youve EVER seen, taylor prolly has it as a screensaver

- aiden lovesss old 2000s tv shows, one of his favorites is Paris Hilton’s “The Simple Life”

- when the group has sleepovers ben and taylor have these like super extensive skincare routines and will disappear for like an hour and half to do their routines together

- taylor has a popcorn addiction, cuz girl tf are you doing having a bag of popcorn every night before bed (me 2 girl)

- after the phantom dimension none of them really fw media type horror things, everyones watching little kid cartoons to try and sleep afterwards

- logan is a lot stronger then he looks, i feel like hes not just textbook smart but also shares an interest in auto mechanics and likes to work on old vehicles so hes pretty toned

- and vice versa why do i feel like taylor has an interest in computers/robots type of mechanics idk

- taylor and tyler were the twins that made up their own secret language when they were little and to this day still use it sometimes

- ash knows asl and this surprises ben as he also uses it since he doesnt talk, ash uses it because she gets to overwhelmed with noise and even talking can irritate her ears

[ifearimaybeanamericanidiot]

could u do a smut where Chris is just constantly playfully teasing the reader (ruffling her hair, humping the air if she bends over, calling her names) and the whole time she’s trying to get his attention and seduce him but he doesn’t get it until she gets annoyed and has to explain herself

Chris x reader

TW: smut, uhhhh language ig, angst?

We're filming a video for the guys' Friday post. Well, we were. Now, we're just sitting in the car and talking about random shit. Chris is in the front with Matt. I'm in the back with Nick and their friend Kaitlyn. Apparently, they had just recently gotten close with her and wanted her to have fun with the Friday video too.

Honestly, I don't see how they like her. I don't. Normally, I'm a girl's girl. The whole time, she was pushing me away though. The angle is hard to get right in the car when it's more than just the guys. Everyone knows that. Nick is in his usual spot, Kaitlyn took the middle, so I'm sitting behind Chris's seat. Normally, I wouldn't mind because it's not a big deal. I can just peak around his seat to be in frame. Except, Kaitlyn talks with her hands which gives me into the back corner hidden by Chris.

At one point, she literally pushed my head back. Nick, Chris, and Matt were so involved in arguing that they didn't notice though. Kaitlyn, of course, was right in the middle with all the typical pick me lines. 'Guys, this isn't you 🥺' It's so fucking annoying.

Plus, she's all up on Chris and Matt. She's touching their arms, twirling and flicking her hair. It's so stupid. She's so stupid. A pang of guilt strikes me as I think it.

"We should go back to your place." Kaitlyn drags her hand down Chris's arm. "Wouldn't that be fun?" She turns to Matt. "We can drop little miss hermit back here off." Never fucking mind. I'm glad I thought she was stupid. And a bitch.

"No, we're having a sleepover? The fuck?" Nick intervenes. I love him. He's a good friend.

"Oh. Whatever. Me, Chris, and Matt will have fun." I roll my eyes and grab my phone. I text Nick.

| tf is her problem.

| I have no fucking clue- she's getting on my nerves though

| THEY DON'T WANNA FUCK YOU BITCH

| 🤭🤭🤭

Kaitlyn tries to peer at mine and Nick's phone screens. I'm glad we invested in the privacy screen protectors.

| I'm going to text the GC to see if there's any chance of shaking her.

I give Nick a subtle thumbs up. After a minute, Nick frowns. Matt starts the car and begins pulling out of the driveway. Shit.

| I'm guessing Chris and Matt are oblivious as fuck?

| 100%

I frown, closing my messages and turning my phone off. Come on guys, see what a dick she is. I turn to look out the window and wait for this awful ride to be over. Kaitlyn non stop flirts the whole time. It's ridiculous. And since Matt is driving, pretty much all of her attention is on Chris.

It's driving me crazy. It's not fair. I was so sure Chris had feelings for me too. I had planned on telling him about my feelings soon, but now, with this girl, I don't know. Maybe he was just being nice to me.

We get to the house and before the car has stopped, I'm flinging open my car door and jumping out. I slam the door closed, stomping up to the front of the house. I grab the extra key from under the potted plant and let myself in. It's ridiculous.

I fly up the stairs to Nick's room. I know he'll be up in a minute so I'm satisfied with just waiting right here. I think about all the times Chris cuddled up against me during movie nights. Or how he would pick up a chunk of my hair and start playing with it, wrapping it around his finger only to let it fall back. Or the many times I would bend over to pick something up and he would place his hands on my hips, acting as though he was fucking me. Friends don't do that shit, right?

I express all of this to Nick when he comes up to his room, locking his door behind him. "I just- I'm so mad."

"I understand, sort of." Nick lays on his bed. "Chris does like you, I'm sure of it. I don't know why he's acting like this though."

"What was the witch doing when you came up?" I ask, not sure if I really want to know.

"Oh, Chrissy poo! Matty poo! Let's watch a movie!" Nick does his best impression of Kaitlyn. I laugh hard.

"Let's go bake something." I suggest. Nick oooo's at the idea but suggests changing clothes first. He changes into just a T-shirt and shorts. I get an evil little idea. "Nick, can I borrow one of your shirts? But like, one that Chris and Matt haven't really seen?"

"Sure," he grabs one out of the very back of his closet. "An ex got it for me as a gag gift." He explains. It's a light pink shirt that says 'daddy's girl' in a ridiculous flowy font. I giggle.

"Do you think Chris would die over this?" I ask.

"He'd get a kick out of the shirt alone, if you wear that one pair of shorts you have though-" I know exactly what pair he means. The pair I've had since the 8th grade, the pair that I wore to band camp. They stick to me like glue, and barely go down three inches. I left them here one night. I pull them from a drawer and force them on. The shirt covers my ass, unless I bend over or lift my arms. Perfect.

"Do I look good?" I ask.

"You look perfect." Nick assures me. We head downstairs. "Should we make cupcakes?"

"I'm down for whatever!" I bounce down the stairs. These shorts bring back memories of baking out in the high noon heat in July for hours. They fill me with the confidence of a 16 year old girl that's just perfected rifle turns.

"Hey! Where'd you two go?" Chris's head pops up off of the couch.

"Oh, just to change, we're about to make cupcakes!" I say before Nick can. He goes into the kitchen, probably to get the stuff out.

"Oooo, cupcakes!!" Mat claps his hands together. I smile, and turn around to walk into the kitchen. I let my hips swing a little more than they usually would.

Chris, Matt, and Kaitlyn end up following me into the kitchen. They don't really do much. I get Nick the things he needs, and he does all the mixing. It's a good process.

"Shit." He drops a spoon.

"It's fine! I got it!" I bend over to pick it up. I feel hands on my hips, and for the first time ever, something hard brushes against me. There's a gasp and heavy stomps.

"How dare you! I've been trying all night!" Kaitlyn stomps out of the room, Matt following her. I stand up. Nick puts the cupcakes into the oven.

"I'm going to make sure Matt gets rid of her. Watch the cupcakes." Then, he leaves the room. Now, it's just me and Chris.

I hop up onto the counter. Chris strikes to ruffle my hair but I dodge him. "Hey-" he says sadly.

"No. Don't do that sad shit. You should have thought about this before you let her practically suck your dick the whole night." I say it without thinking. "You don't get to have her and me."

"I don't want her." I roll my eyes at him. "I'm serious. I was just being nice." He fits himself between my legs. "I should have told you. I want you."

"Yeah, you should have." I cross my arms.

"You're so pretty, you know that? Your sweet face, perfect body, great personality." He trails off. "Can I make it up to you?"

"You could fuck me." I say jokingly.

"Okay." He unzips his jeans, the rare time he actually wore them. "I'll fuck you so good."

"I was kidding. Just cause I've been trying to get in your pants doesn't mean I'm going to take advantage like this."

"You've been what." It doesn't sound like a question.

"I've been trying to seduce you, one could say."

"Fuck, please let me fuck you." He leans his head against mine. "Been wanting you, didn't think you wanted me back. Please, let me fuck you over the counter, right here. Right now." The heat in the bottom of my stomach makes me give in to what I want.

"Okay, gotta be quick. Before Nick gets back." He nods and kisses me. I'm surprised but I kiss back. Quickly, the kiss is over and he's bending me over the counter, face down. He merely pushes the shorts to the side to allow himself access to slip in.

He does. God, he's big. His dick feels huge inside me, his hands feeling goat trailing my body. I feel like he's crowding me with his size.

"Move, please move." I plead with him. He moves slowly at first, pulling back a few inches before fucking that back in. "Please, Chris. Fuck me." He pulls out, leaving just the top inside before sinking all the way in. From there, he's fucking me into the counter. He leans down, changing the angle and talking in my ear.

"Fuck, princess. You feel so good. Perfectly taking my dick. My good girl." He wraps his hand around to thumb at my clit. "Daddy's good girl." It isn't long before I'm squeezing around him in the height of my orgasm. It isn't too terribly long before he's pulling out to finish across my thighs.

"Fuck." He steps away, coming back and wiping my legs with a paper towel.

"You took me so good. M so proud of you." He picks me up, hugging me tightly. He presses kisses all across my face.

[eusuntgratie]

as a certified mom(tm), what's the most common thing people get wrong when they write children?

ooooh i love this question! (adding certified mom to the resume STAT btw)

i think the MOST common thing people get wrong is the realistic development/representation of a child at a certain age. i see lots of fic where a three year old is speaking in full sentences, where an eight year old baby-talks all the time, where a six year old has literally no concept of what is happening in their life. i saw a good tumblr post that was a great resource for writing kids by age that i'll see if i can find. but with how many moms are on tumblr, i think just asking them... how would a five year old talk? or how would a ten year old handle this type of situation? would be a great start.

there are other things that are always jarring for me as a parent that someone who doesn't spend a lot of time with kids might not notice or care about.

the first is that your (young) kids are ALWAYS around. you are literally always responsible for where your kid is and what they are doing. if they aren't with you, you've made a plan for where they are, how they'll get there, when you'll pick them up, etc. there are exceptions of course (people living on huge pieces of land or in neighborhoods where they know everyone are more likely to have their kids running around and might not know exactly where they are, some people have multigenerational households and have a lot of help). but even in those cases, the parent still knows and is responsible for that kid. there's nothing wrong with writing a kidfic that isn't realistic just bc its cute or you like the trope. but as a parent its jarring as hell to have a character introduced as a parent (especially a single parent!) and then the kid is never around. i promise you that man is not fuckin' or going on dates as much as you want him to be 🤣 or if he is, it took a LOT of work or he has a LOT of support.

related to this, every parent i know is exhausted. if their love interest isn't attracted to their eye bags or letting them sleep instead of waking them up for sex, get outta my face. the sexiest thing a partner could do for a parent? LET THEM SLEEP.

related, we do fuck with kids in the house. (cough cough chris going on sleepovers 3x/week in fic 🤣). its okay. you can make keeping quiet sexy. you can lock the door so you'll hear it if they need something without traumatizing them. you can use a baby monitor to keep an eye or ear out. we don't wait until our kids leave to have sex, or some of us would hardly ever have sex.

a few random notes and i'll wrap up. kids aren't (and shouldn't be put in the position to be) solving their parents problems for them. most kids won't immediately trust a new adult, especially if that person is dating their parent and their other parent is still in their life, even if they really like that person. a parent would not leave their child with their brand new love interest unless they had literally no other option. i have some issues, but there are very few people i trust to be alone with my kid. someone i don't know well would never make it onto that list.

lastly, parents fuck up. we aren't perfect. i try really really hard to break generational shit, to do better, to be a good mom. i've read lots of books, done tons of therapy, found great resources, done parenting groups, i consult with other parent friends and friends who work in mental health about challenging situations. and i fuck up all the time. kids, even great kids, are little assholes sometimes. nobody's perfect, and that's okay. nobody's kid is a perfect little angel 24/7 and nobody is a perfect parent.

my askbox is always open and i always love to talk about writing! thanks for this it was a fun question to answer <3

[gallaghersgal]

Detective au + only one bed trope with Syd !!!

OOOOO THIS ONE'S GETTING PUSHED TO THE FRONT BC ITS JUST SO !!!! YAY YAY YAY I LOVE FUN AUS warnings; talk of a break-in & a murder case, but other than that nothing!! gn!reader

from this au list + this trope list. part of my 1,500 follower celebration.!

it's been a long fucking day. every time you seemed to be on the killer's tail, he would switch up his tactics, leaving you and sydney at a loss for words. to make things worse, there'd been a break-in at your place with nothing stolen, meaning they were looking for you. so, you and your partner were being put up in a hotel for the night, courtesy of chicago police department.

the place wasn't bad, judging by the lobby, and a beat cop would be stationed at your door through the night thanks to chief berzatto. you and sydney agreed that you sometimes hated the guy, but this was an exception. at least you thought it was, until you walked into the hotel room to see-

"one fucking bed?" sydney says in disbelief, whipping around to face "officer... fak?"

the man grins, "you can call me neil! what's the problem?" he peers inside, noticing the less-than-ideal sleeping arrangements. "oh! um, sorry. chief bear said we were lucky cause we got the last room here? and he wants you two in this hotel, cause it's the safest."

you look at your partner, watching the way she nervously bites her lip. "it's not a problem, syd. it's even a king bed, we'll be fine."

neil nods, "yeah! you guys can like have a sleepover!"

sydney rubs the bridge of her nose, letting out a deep sigh. "god, okay. okay. thank you neil." she heads inside, setting her night bag down on the desk.

you stay behind to lock the door then duck into the bathroom to allow her some privacy. once she's changed the two of you swap places. the second you're in matching pajamas resting on the soft mattress you feel the exhaustion begin to creep over you. "hey, can you get the light?"

sydney pokes her head out of the bathroom, "uh- yeah. no problem."

with that you settle in, pulling the blanket over your shoulders and letting your eyes fall closed. moments later the room goes dark, and you feel the bed dip as sydney lays down next to you. "don't know what you're all nervous for," you say with a giggle, feeling her place a pillow between the two of you.

you don't see the way she bites her lip, or the way she stares blankly at the ceiling, resisting the urge to reach over and touch you. the smell of your perfume lingers, your soft snores endearing you all the more to her. this was going to be a long, long night for sydney.

[moonbeam-dragon]

Early On In Noel's Life...

“Constance!” Noel shouted, giggling as he ran across the room.

“Noel!”

Noel crashed into the shorter girl, laughing as they tumbled to the floor. Constance sat up, squeezing him tight. The kids both calmed down a bit as Constance’s mom came over. Darlene pulled them both to stand. “Are you two excited?”

Noel nodded, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a coloring book. “Yep! I brought stuff to play!”

“Ooh! Does that one have flowers?” Constance asked.

“It has all the flowers,” Noel bragged.

Darlene chuckled, ruffling Noel’s hair. “You two head up to Constance’s room to play. We’ll let you know when dinner is ready,” she said. Constance quickly threw her arms around her mother’s legs.

“Okay, Mama! Love you!” Constance said before rushing to the door.

Noel went to follow her, but stopped as his mother sat on the couch. He ran up to Carolyn and hugged her, kissing her cheek. “Je t'aime maman. Merci.”

Carolyn sighed and quickly hugged him back. “De rien Cherie. Maintenant, va jouer!” Noel nodded, running over to Constance. The six-and-seven-year-olds ran upstairs, already excitedly chatting. Beneath them, Darlene and Scott Blackwood sat down next to Carolyn, who let her smile fall.

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Noel and Constance’s playdates often consisted of the same things. They’d leave their parents to hang out, go color or draw, play pretend, and eat Constance’s parents’ delicious snacks. Then, after dinner, Carolyn would take Noel home.

Today, however, after they finished dinner, Carolyn leaned over to Noel. “Hey, I just got an awesome idea! Would you like to stay over here tonight?”

Noel gasped, eyes suddenly shining. “Really?! I’d love to! Connie, we could play all night!”

Constance frowned slightly and looked up at her parents. “Really?”

“Yes,” Scott said, leaning over and putting his hands on her shoulders. “Your mom and I think that’s a great idea.”

“But you said I can’t have sleepovers with boys,” Constance reminded him. Carolyn laughed and glanced away.

Darlene waved it off. “Oh, we can make an exception for Noel.”

“Why?” Constance asked.

Carolyn and Darlene exchanged a glance.

“Oh, it’s not like Noel’s gonna try to be your boyfriend,” Scott teased. Noel made a very dramatic and realistic gagging sound. Darlene slapped a hand over her mouth to conceal her laughter.

Carolyn glared at her briefly before she knelt by Noel. “Mr. Scott and Mrs. Darlene know you, Noel. It’s okay.”

“Yeah. We’re fine with Noel sleeping over. He’s your best friend after all,” Darlene said.

Constance nodded excitedly. Noel looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “What?” he said. “I thought Ocean was your best friend.”

Constance shrugged. “Can’t I have two?”

Noel’s face broke into a grin. “Well you’re my best friend too! I’d fight Ocean for it.”

“Noel!” Carolyn scolded briefly.

“What? I will! I’d fuck her up!”

Darlene and Scott glanced at Carolyn, who sighed heavily. “What have I said about that kind of language?”

Noel looked his mother dead in the eye and said, “Dites ‘putain’ en français en présence de Papa.”

Carolyn just looked the other direction, shaking her head. “I- No, don’t cuss! Oi, what am I to do with you?”

Darlene laughed off-key and patted Constance’s head. “You two go upstairs,” she said. “We’ll even let you stay up a little bit.”

Noel and Constance gasped before suddenly bolting out of the kitchen and running upstairs.

Carolyn rubbed her temples, muttering to herself in French. Scott put a hand on her back. “You’re doing great, Cari.”

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As Constance and Noel hopped up on her bed, Noel asked, “Am I really your best friend?”

“Well, yeah!” Constance said. She folded her legs and grabbed a big plushie to squeeze. “You’re always really nice to me. And way more fun than anyone else.”

“Even Ocean?” Noel asked, smirking. Constance blushed and glanced down.

“Don’t tell her I said that. I don’t wanna hurt her feelings.”

“I don’t wanna upset her either. I won’t,” Noel promised. “She’s still my friend.”

“Good.”

“Is everyone your best friend?” Noel asked.

Constance shook her head. “Nope! You and Ocean. And Ricky, I uh, I guess?” Her face fell and she hugged her knees. “Ricky’s been acting really weird lately. I don’t think he wants to be friends anymore.”

Noel frowned and turned to face Constance more. “Why not? He was always so nice last year.”

Constance shrugged. “I dunno. He’s been quiet this year. I don’t think I’ve heard him talk since before summer,” Constance said. She furrowed her eyebrows and stared at the ground.

“He’s never been much of a talker,” Noel defended. “He usually just meows.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t do that around me anymore,” Constance said. “And he never plays with us! Haven’t you noticed? He’s always sitting-”

“Maybe he’s in timeout a lot,” Noel said.

Constance nudged him. “Not everyone is as naughty as you!” Noel pouted. “He’s not in timeout! He gets to color. I just don’t think he wants to play anymore.”

Noel shrugged, pushing his feet off the bed to kick them. “He’s always been weird. His loss if he doesn’t wanna play with us. We’re tons of fun!”

Constance nodded. “Oh, tons! You come up with the best games,” she told him. Noel’s face pulled into a big grin. “Really! Your games are always super fun.”

Noel bounced in place. “Really? Mom says my games are too much. She doesn’t want me playing some of them at school.”

“Booooriiing!” Constance joked. Noel shoved her playfully. After a moment, their laughter died down and they were just smiling at one another.

Constance and Noel sat in silence for a bit after that. Noel started staring into space. At some point, he heard a burst of noise from downstairs. Darlene shouted something, though not angrily, and Scott followed up with something just as loud. His mother’s voice suddenly flicked back at them and then it was quiet.

Noel suddenly teared up. Constance noticed and moved closer to put a hand on his arm. “Hey! What’s wrong?!”

Noel sniffed as he pulled up his knees to his chest. “Does your dad ever yell at your mom?”

Constance looked at the ceiling as she thought. “Yeah. When it’s busy in the cafe and she can’t hear.”

Noel hummed, turning his head away from her. “Does he get angry?”

“No,” Constance said. “I’ve never seen my dad really angry. Not at me or my mom. He just gets angry when he burns cupcakes.” Her eyes suddenly widened, and she leaned close to Noel. “Your dad doesn’t yell when he’s angry… Does he?”

Noel pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth as the tears spilled over. Constance couldn’t see his face, but she heard his sniffling. “I- I don’t know why. He doesn’t like it when I’m too loud or rowdy. He doesn't like to play with me. He doesn’t like mom’s singing. He doesn’t like when she’s at work.” He buried his face in his knees. Constance heard the muffled words, “He was really mad tonight. I think Maman doesn’t wanna fight. That’s why we’re sleeping over.”

Constance shook her head and wrapped her arms around him. “Noel, I’m super sorry!” Noel turned and clung to Constance. He started crying into her chest, and she held him there, starting to rock back and forth. “Your dad sounds like a big jerk.”

“He can be! Only when he’s mad. And when he’s home…” Noel sniffed and rested his chin on his knees. “Why doesn’t he ever wanna play with me like Maman does? What’s wrong with me? I- I don't know what I did wrong! I don't remember what I did. I must have done something really wrong when I was a baby.”

Constance squeezed him tight. “No! Your dad is just mean!” She pulled back and looked him in the eyes. “He’s also stupid if he doesn’t know how cool you are.”

“You- You think I’m cool?” Noel asked.

Constance nodded. “Super cool!”

Noel hugged her again, this time knocking Constance onto her back. She squealed and rolled onto her side so Noel wasn’t on top of her. “You’re the best, Connie…”

“No, you are, Noël,” she said affectionately.

Normally, the pair would have taken their permission to stay up late as far as possible. But it was really comfy there, and Noel was tired from the events of earlier.

“Hey, Connie?” Noel muttered as he started drifting off in the warmth of her hug.

Constance hummed. Noel didn't respond, so she said, “What is it Noël?”

Noel sniffed. “Are we always gonna be friends? Really close friends?”

“Always,” Constance said, and Noel could hear the smile in her voice. “Best friends.”

“Until we die?”

“Uh… Yeah. Why? It's not like you and I are gonna die for years and years and years and years.”

Noel shrugged. “Just checking.”

“Oh.”

“Will we be best friends after we die?”

“Yeah…”

“And… And I'll hold your hand as we die. If I die first, I'll wait for you.”

“Mhm…”

“Would you wait if you died first?”

“Probably…”

“Unless we die together. What if we get typhoid flu at the same time? Would we die hand in hand?”

“... Yeah-”

“So when we die-”

“Noëllll,” Constance groaned. “I'm too sleepy for death.”

“Okay fine… Love ya, Connie.”

“Love ya, Noël.”

When Carolyn came upstairs to say goodnight, she found the kids laying together, still half cuddling. She smiled and walked over to pull their shoes off and lay a blanket over them. She kissed both kids on the head before leaving the room. Noel opened one eye to watch her walk out and close the door. He heard her gasp softly and saw her wipe her eyes before she disappeared. Noel whined in concern, but Constance quickly hushed him with a squeeze. He tried to relax, shutting his eye again and letting Constance hold him close.

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[venisonsteak403]

Funny Pre-Tank Think Tank headcanons:

Mobious Faked his own death (Not for tax reason though)

Klein Also faked his death (For tax reasons)

They're also Married (For Tax reasons)

Dala Gets So many bitches I swear

Borous isn't allowed near schools. Not because, you know, But because he is known to set fire to schools, He's allowed Near Kindergartens but That's because He had a good Experience there

8 can't Spell Restaurant

0 Used to bite kids who disagreed with him

He only stopped because he doesn't interact with kids as much

Their favorite types of candies are as follows: Lollipops for Dala, Gummy bears for Borous, Klein Likes Chocolate, 8 Likes Those candy whistles idk what they're called, 0 Likes Sour candy and Mobious Liked Bubblegum

0 cannot Handle spice

Dala is allergic to Shellfish

Dala and 0 Still Sleep with stuffed animals: Dala Sleeps with a Teddy bear she Calls "Eddy bear" And 0 Sleeps with a giant stuffed Hare (he will slap someone for getting it wrong) Who he named "Socrates"

Borous Prefers live animals

0, Klein and Dala all had Cats Growing up, Meanwhile Borous and 8 Had dogs, Mobious had a Pet Lizard

The Cats were named: Miffy (0's Cat), Archimedes, Schrodinger and Homer (Klein's cats, The Last two Dissapeared From time to time, Leaving poor little Klein Questioning their existance) And Millian (Dala's Cat)

The dogs were named: Gabriel (Borous'es dog [Duh.]) and Solla (8's Dog)

Borous once took care Of the Class Hamster and it was never found, To this day he swears RICHIE MARCUS stole it

0 And Borous Went to School Together but Borous will Deny it because he doesn't remember him

Chat. Borous Doesn't remember 0 Because He's trans. He was Literally Little Cindy back then, Borous just can't connect the dots.

0 is actually 1-2 Years younger than the Rest of the Think tank, And He's somehow bitter about that too

8 Despises The Spice Girls for some reason

Klein Listens to Chapell roan

Mobious had an husband Before Klein but nobody Knows what happened to him and it's starting to freak out Everyone else

0 has not Had one Normal Break up, Every ex of his either wants him, Or wants him dead, The other Think tanks are Both Impressed and Horrified (Except Dala who's just Impressed)

Dala Has had exactly 7 Girlfriends and Everyone Keeps Joking the Next girl will have to fight her 7 Evil Exes

Klein Ruined Game Night By throwing the Monopoly board off the Balcony at least 3 Times

8 wanted to be an Artist But got rejected from art school (Not gonna make a joke here)

Borous Keeps A gun under his pillow and Has accidentally shot his downstairs neighbor (0) Several times

Borous has a "Women want me Fish fear me" Shirt and Everyone keeps making fun of it

Klein has a sleeping Mask with "whore" on it in pink

Mobious Has no dignity

0 Thought he was pregnant once and Told Borous to Shoot him in the stomach

Borous Missed and got Dala instead

0 has so many fucking Insecurities he's inventing new ones

They've held an Intervention for Mobious After he invented roboscorpions

Can you guess how that ended up?

0 is just Like Newt From good Omens

0 has Called Klein dad multiple times, Nobody mentions it

He called Dala Mom once and Everyone lost their shit

Mobious has to wear a turtleneck In summer Or Klein will thirst so hard he'll die of dehydration

Once when there was a Thunderstorm and the power went out, Everyone just huddled up in Klein's Office and they had a Sleepover

Borous said that this Was the first sleepover he ever had and he was glad it was with the Think tank

Mobious Cried

Mobious, 0 and Klein Are Trans men while Dala is Some sort of gender neutral

Borous is Bisexual but would never admit it

He's so much in an Egyptian river Once when 0 told him that he (borous) had slept with men before He told Gabe to attack him

0 got seven stitches and is plotting his revenge

[pink-pearl-plain-jeans]

im srsly begging for the dialogues to be kinda repeatitive bc i kept misclicking and end up skipping the convo and now their Drama and Dragon or something is being led by Snicklefritz 😭

(spoiler?)

i also want drunk march to repeatedly ask me to sit with him and this time im also gonna join him screaminh AWOO on the top of my lung! AWOO WOO WOOOOOO!!!!

whats that abt rock olric? idgi but lets stare at them tgt all day long! can i romance you

holt, hit me with those puns again, hahaaa im giggling man. nora used to be rough on you as a kid and now you're married and you thought she was cute? fucking adorable man. couple goals.

reina, you can make a pie out of me idk what im saying girl but you make it work

barol, no notes.

eiland, just give me the entire cake actually, i was just being shy.

adaline, would you want me to fetch you another weirdly perfect square rock so you can sit on it and think? i'll do it

valen and juniper, i think you guys should kiss.

dell's right terithia, why havent we catch any shark yet? ..you used to sleep with a spear when you're a soldier, and now you use it to catch fish...,? oh.. um wow,, haha

dozy thank you for understanding me when i backed up from taking that bath :'D

henrietta how abt a day care with me? girls sleepover?

hemlock should've been single ngl he's kinda my type.

jo just kept telling me abt me and my pep steps tbh idk what she meant by that ig im happy to see you happy watching me walk

'lo aunty elsie, whats the goss this afternoon

IS ERROL AND THERATHIA HAVE SOMETHING GOING ON BETWEEN THEM WHAT DID I MISS

i dont think caldarus ever say the same thing ever?? literally his dialogue is different everyday, and if i repeat the day, he repeats it too, its not randomized? oh hey, you like the rainfall in autumn? me too brother. i'll sit with you. oh btw i made you a shrine- wanna hug? please please please ple

ryis haha you're so handsome wow. giving you a rock is going above and beyond? let me scour that mines for you. lets work on mistria tgt for the rest of our life. uncle landen, if you will?

yes, hayden, your tiddis huge. now stay still i need to draw them realistic style

celine, original flavor. i got nothing for her except that she loves flowers

idk how to approach maple im not very into roleplay. BG ROYAL DECREE I DECLARE..... that mayhaps she could run mistria one day

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY i want luc to tell me facts abt bugs AGAIN. like yes. tell me, how that bug's color is blue and who's it trying to impressed? oh you're impressed? yayyyy! bees have 5 eyes? heck yeah, that kinda freaks me out a little but you made it such a fun fact! i mean he's just so wholesome and little oh my god he's just baby

[croissantk]

Im nosyyyy can you complain to me about lmk fanon please. Or ons idk what they got goin on there either. Whichever you please ^^

BAHAHA HI NISH <33 I would love to complain about fanon <3 this will probably be incomprehensible I hope nobody takes me seriously here

Okay so probably most annoying one is. Dad Macaque. Throws up everywhere. ESPECIALLY TO THAT LITTLE HOST GIRL Like okay I get it's cute. Have fun. But why is it so popular...that man is not a fatherly figure I'm sorry..also dad wukong nooo..People will see sunburst duo moment and be like father like son <3 NOOOOO jumps off a cliff. They may be from the same stone but that is more brothers dynamic than anything. AND A FUCKED UP ONE AT THAT!! Also i've seen so many ppl who talk about mei's samadhi fire arc as like. "Red son should've had the fire!!" No no no no. Mei's arc was perfect if not for it falling flat at the end. Plus that would do nothing for red son's character except give him unnecessary angst lbr. Also mk mei siblings headcanon...not A Huge thing for me and I know I've said im fine with it before but it's just grah. They're best friends. They hold hands. And hug eachother So tight. And do stupid shit together and have sleepovers and and. THEYRE BEST FRIENDS!!!!

For ons it's not much cause that fandom is dead as hell, but a stupid one I've seen is homophobic shinoa. AS IF that girl wouldn't be reading yaoi & yuri 300k word erotic slow burn fanfics on ao3 If given the chance. She lowkey FLIRTS with Mitsuba. Two of her male friends got put under a love spell in one of the comedy spinoffs n you cannot tell me she didn't think that was entertainment of the century. Like I guess if anything you could say she finds homosexuality as like. A Joke. But I KNOW ppl just say that cause she threatened to kill mika that ONE TIME over a MISUNDERSTANDING but nooo she hates the gays cause she "wants yuu all to herself." Okay Bro. Nice bad faith interpretation of the mentally ill teenage girl character

Okay I'm done rambling hope this was entertaining maybe even insightful and THANK U for the ask

[luciluck2046-md]

Murder Drones: Glowing Future AU

8. Sleepover and silly things

"Hi V, hi J." I mumble, sitting next to N in a cafe.

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"Ugh can you believe her ass? "Sorry but I just got a call for urgent work." NAH BITCH YOU'RE JUST RACIST." V talks to J, ignoring me.

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"Did Amanda ditch you?" I ask a little bit amused.

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"YEAH, FUCK HER." She yells annoyed.

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"But you didn't wanna go out with her-"

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"THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE HAS TO BE A BITCH."

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"When does Thad come, I'm getting bored. Actually let's ditch this date, we can go back at Lizzy's." J groans bored.

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"But what about a sleepover at our place?" N asks us.

... I love N, BUT WHY DID HE JUST DO THAT!? I'M FUCKING DOOMED!?!?!? I HATE HAVING PEOPLE OVER... Except N of course.

"Yeah it would be fun. I'll ask Lizzy for her make up pens." V says, clearly hiding some excitement.

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"I got some at home too, don't worry." I explain. Why did I just do that, I'm dooming myself even more.

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"I'm coming with V anywhere sooo." J adds. Yeah I just fucked up big time.

"AHH SORRY FOR BEING LATE, I HAD FOOTBALL PRACTICE!" Thad comes yelling in the cafe. He's wearing a poorly arranged formal clothing. I think he ran all the way- "Wait where's Amanda?" He asks us.

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"SHE FUCKING DITCHED ME!" V yells annoyed. "When she saw that I'm a Disassembly Drone she just said that she got an emergency call from work. WE'RE IN SCHOOL FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

Most Worker Drones are avoiding the Disassembly Drones. I've seen this too often and it's annoying me.

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"Oh girls, forgot to ask you, did you hear the-" N asks V and J, but J is already talking.

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"THE GODDAMN RINGING!? YEAH, AND IT'S LOUD." She yells.

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"It kinda sounds like when we're overheating." I mumble.

Everyone's looking at me. Thad is "casually" backing up and going to buy some drinks.

"We... We just overheat, no ringing, only warnings." V explains.

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"HUH!? WHY DO ONLY I HAVE TO GO THROUGH HELL THEN!? CYN!?" I yell.

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"Proficiency." She says.

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"That is not proficient in any way." I mumble.

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"So uhhh, Lizzy said that I'm on a date with J?" Thad comes back with an oil milkshake.

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"Yeah uhh, I don't like you in any way, I'm going home." J tells him.

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"OH PERFECT I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE EITHER!" He says more relaxed. "So uhh, can I go now-"

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"YES." J says.

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"So uhh, sleepover?" I mumble. Everyone nods their heads. "Alright, let's pray that mom won't kill me."

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"Ugh just don't make too much of a big mess." Mom says after I turn up at the door with the girls+N.

I tell them to go to my room, since I'm going to the bathroom to get my make up pens.

"What are makeup pens?" N asks me when I get in the room. The girls have already made themselves comfy on the bed, chatting about stuff from school.

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"Did you REALLY think that I have those lashes naturally?" I say amused. "They can be used for other things too, but make up is one of them." I explain.

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"WAIT GIRLS, I GOT AN IDEA!" V says, stopping the gossip with J. "How about we give N a makeover?" She smirks.

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"Wanna try?" I chuckle.

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"Yes!!!" N responds excited.

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"DAMN N YOU LOOK HOT!" V jokes after N comes back with one of my larger dressed on. I wonder how it fits on him, but he looks silly in it. But aside from the jokes, he actually looks good.

He also has some loooong lashes made by J. He looks almost like a girl, only with different legs.

"Thanks V!" N says, without realizing that it was a joke.

I see J getting ready to take photos of him.

"J, NO, YOU'RE NOT TAKING ANY PHOTOS. THIS IS JUST FOR THE MEMORIES." I yell annoyed.

"Wanna give a name for our group?" N asks us, ignoring J.

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"What group?" I ask.

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"Well our friend group!" He says.

Since when is J part of our friend group, what the fuck?

"I propose... MURDER DRONES!!!" V says.

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"... That's another way of saying Disassembly Drone around here." I mumble.

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"What about Oil-" J starts saying.

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"Nothing tied to what we eat to live." I groan.

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"TRY THE KILLER GUNS !" Mom yells from the living room.

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"Wait that actually sounds badass." V says.

Everyone approves of the name proposed by mom. This is so chill. How does everyone agree with mom so easily?

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J and V are sleeping on the ceiling. Me and N are watching some anime on my bed, having some head buds (some audio cables) connected.

"Uzi? Can I ask you something?" N says out of the blue.

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"You already said a question." I joke with him. "But sure, say it."

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"... Would you still love me if I was a girl? IT'S A RHETORICAL QUESTION!" He asks me. I giggle.

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"Of course, genders are shit anyway." I tell him. "Wait, you want to be one?" I ask him, smiling.

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"I don't know... Maybe?" He asks confused.

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"Hey, I'll support you no matter what!" I tell him. "It doesn't matter the gender, but the personality." I say, hugging him.

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"Thanks-" he responds, but the goddamn RINGING comes back.

"AGH WHAT THE FUCK!? EXACTLY WHEN I WANT TO SLEEP!!" J yells, falling down.

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"I think we're going to have to stand this ringing-" V mumbles.

"Uzi, how's it when you overheat?" N asks me after the ringing stops.

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"Hell. Literal fucking Hell. Overheating means for me: high temps, of course, dizziness, blurry vision, ringing sounds, and so much more..." I mumble. "I was in such a pathetic state when N found me at the labs three weeks ago." I whispered, hoping that no one heard me.

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"Damn, that's harsh. Anyway I'm going back to sleep." V says, covering her face with her shiny metal wings.

N is still sitting next to me on the bed. The laptop went on sleep mode because it hasn't been used.

"Wanna go to the rooftop?" I ask him, wanting to discuss a little bit more about the girl theme.

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The rooftop is now our meeting place, our date place, basically the place where me and N do anything together when we don't want anyone to see us. I guess that date wasn't that shitty after all.

"Why did you want us to come here?" N asks me after we sit on the soft snow.

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"To talk about you." I respond. N is looking embarrassed the other way. "Hey, don't worry, I'm not mad!" I comfort him. "It's just that I never knew about it."

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"Me neither... It's pretty weird, right?" He says, finally looking back at me.

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"Nah, there's a gender for that, silly." I laugh. "And I'll still love you the same, I don't care about your gender!" I add, kissing him on the cheek.

He's a little back into his usual happy state. He doesn't say anything, so I am trying to get the awkward silence to disappear.

"It's not surprising though. You've been surrounded by girls most of your life, so I think it's normal to get influenced a little by it." I say, smiling.

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"Heh, maybe... Should we tell the girls about it?" He asks me.

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"Not if you don't want, I guess."

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"But I want them to know..."

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"Do you want me to tell them?"

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"Yes please!"

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"Alright then."

We both laugh. It's been a while since I've been this... Fine... Relaxed...

"We should go up here more often." N tells me.

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"Yeah, we should..." I mumble.

It's great to be with N and actually talk. Usually he's at school... I have the whole house only for me for 6-7 hours a day. I used to like this, but now... It's lonely. And I start overthinking when I'm alone, and one thing after another, I end up with a breakdown that N has to undo. I think N may get annoyed by this at one point...

"Uzi, you've been quiet for a while... Is everything okay?" N asks me, noticing my silence.

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"I guess... Do you want me to use changed pronouns for you from now?" I ask him, or her.(damn I am NOT great with this trans shit... I'm gonna have to google a LOT of things)

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"I don't know, maybe?" She tells me.

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"ALRIGHT! So tomorrow I'm getting you some new clothes. Shopping day for the girls!" I say, chuckling.

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"Tomorrow's gonna be great then! Shouldn't we go back though?" She asks me.

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"Uhm, no, I gotta do something first." I smirk, kissing her.

... 3 seconds. Then I pull myself back. I can't believe that this time I initiated the kiss.

"Now I can say that I kissed both a boy and a girl." I joke confidently.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY INITIATED THE KISS!?

"Uzi? You're getting kinda uhh... You're very blushy." N tells me amused.

... Damn, the cover's blown.

"I actually kissed you because I wanted to, how can I NOT be flustered!?" I mumble, covering my face.

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"Well at least it's not "gross" anymore!" She laughs. I laugh along.

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"Yeah, it's not I guess..." I say amused. "We can head back now, you know?" I tell her.

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"Mhm..." She mumbles, yawing.

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"Oh my fucking robo-god guys, where have you been?" V says slightly annoyed. "Nah, actually better question, did you two fuck?" She smirks.

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"How can we drones even fuck?" I mumble. Both N and V are giving me weird looks.

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"Damn, you drew unholy shit with yourself and Doll and you don't know how to fuck. Yeah yeah, good joke." V tells me.

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"THAT'S CONSIDERED FUCKING!? EXTREME KISSING OR WHAT!?!?" I might have slightly gone overboard-

V's still giving me the weird looks, but she's showing me she won't say anything else. Meanwhile N is... Nothing.

"Any thoughts in your head?" I ask her, moving my hand to see if she's daydreaming or not.

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"Uh yeah- I was thinking about something." She mumbles, trying to hide something. I don't know if I should ask her about it or not.

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"Oh yeah, should I tell them now?" I ask her. She nods her head.

I smile, but then I look at J sleeping... In my bed. Waking her up AND telling her about N? This seems like a win-win!

"J YOU DUMB BITCH I DIDN'T LET YOU TOUCH MY BED!" I yell at her. She didn't even flinch. "V, what's her password-" I say, already knowing J's next reaction.

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"V DON'T EVEN DARE!" She yells, finally getting up from my bed.

"So I got news for you." I say, sitting on my bed. "So, are you sure about this N?" I ask her.

She nods her head again, still sitting in front of my closet.

"Okay so uhh... How do I put this..." I mumble, trying to say everything in a not so straight up way.

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"Just tell us for fuck's sake!" J yells annoyed.

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"Ugh, alright. N's trans. So he's a girl now. More exactly she's a girl. So I better see you two respect that." I explain.

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"Damn, this was supposed to be a joke, I didn't think just playing dress up will change your gender." J jokes. I use my solver to pick up a pen from my desk and point it directly at J.

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"It isn't a JCJenson branded pen, but it's going to have the same effect as last time~" I warn her. "Say sorry."

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"Okay, sorry N for making this JOKE." She says annoyed.

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"Well, I guess you two are going shopping tomorrow. Me, Lizzy and J will be coming along since I don't trust your fashion taste." V says, noting something in her phone.

N is pretty excited about the support. And I'm happy that she's okay about it.

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Yeah, N is transgender now :3 sorry for anyone who didn't participate on the Tumblr Poll... Sadly you'll have yuri. Too much yuri. Anyway, they do get "shopping" and N gets a bunch of cottagecore clothes.

Also sorry for not posting. I just felt like drawing more those weeks :|