#GIMME A CHANCE /J

[pufffinn]

sorry guys i got back into trolls. sm. yeah it’s taking me over. sorry. i have more

[eastoncowan]

he wants to fuck max so bad it makes him look stupid

[vcrnons]

good fucking lord

[nottsangel]

jj maybank’s hot and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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ꨄ︎ this man is head over heels for you, kissing the ground you walk on type of energy. golden retriever & black cat couple. his friends frequently joke that you wear the pants in the relationship but he doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion— he feels like the luckiest man alive. “i’m her bitch? hell yeah i am.”

ꨄ︎ he feels so proud when you stick up for him, especially against the kooks. he’s ready to fight anyone that disrespects him but before he gets the chance, you’re already putting them in their place. he proudly watches you with the biggest smile on his face, letting you do your thing. “that’s my girl.”

ꨄ︎ doesn’t mind being submissive for you in the bedroom. calls you ‘mommy’ sometimes and lets you take control whenever you want to— it’s so fucking hot to him. he loves it when you praise him while you’re rocking your hips back and forth on his cock, whispering in his ear what a good boy he is.

ꨄ︎ he’s completely obsessed with you. always taking candid pictures of you and setting them as his lockscreen. his instagram page is filled with you as well, whether it’s the two of you together or just you alone. he’s literally your biggest fan and hypeman. “turn your head juuuust a bit to the left mamas, need to get that highlighter on camera.”

ꨄ︎ this man does anything for you. and with anything i mean anything. you ask for it and he will get it, no matter what. “oh, you think that puppy is cute? alright, ma’am. gimme three… maybe four working days and a puppy will be delivered right to your door step.” “j, that’s not wha-“ “sssh, just lemme make my girl happy.”

ꨄ︎ poor baby gets so sad when you get attention from men. he refuses to talk to you for an hour and will pout and sulk all day with his arms crossed. “he totally wanted to fuck you babe” “don’t be stupid, he was the goddamn waiter!” “so? doesn’t mean he didn’t wanna fuck you. did you see the way he looked at you when he served us those burgers?!”

ꨄ︎ you’re very protective of him and you make sure luke won’t ever lay a finger on jj again. jj spends most of his time at your house because he feels so at ease there, but if he needs to grab something from his house, you always go with him. if it escalates, you will have jj’s back before it gets out of hand. "listen, 'cause I'm only gonna say it once. touch him again and you're gonna be in big fucking trouble, got it?”

[moremaybank]

relating to your dad!jj headcanons: he wants so many damn kids that his partner can barely keep up.

any chance he gets, jj’s just pumping them full of cum, anytime anywhere bc he wants to keep seeing them carry his babies one after the other 🥵

CHILEEE DON'T GET ME STARTED ON JJ AND HIS MF BREEDING KINK. IF YOU’VE READ MY ‘GREEDY’ FIC THEN YOU KNOW. (mdni)

like you said, anytime, anywhere, all jj wants to do is fill you up and knock you up. his philosophy is that trying for kids stresses a lot of parents-to-be out beyond comprehension, and he just wants to make things fun. i mean, what better excuse to fuck like bunnies — and raw, at that?

you're always excusing yourselves from the group to run off somewhere and go at it.

"j, we can't do this here. what if someone comes looking for us?" you giggle as he faces you toward the back of the wreck. your hands brace on the wall in front of you, and you feel jj tug down your shorts and pull your panties to the side with ease. "shhh," he coaxes, running the tip of his cock through your wet folds, "just let me fill you up, pretty girl. wanna get you nice and round with my baby."

even if you're late for work, a party, etc., he does not care one bit. he has one goal, and one goal only.

"baby, i'm already late. i really have to get up now," you scold, though there’s little fire behind your words. he’s been filling you to the brim since the two of you woke up, but he can’t stop or get enough of you. “not the kind of late i want you to be, princess.” he gives you a deep thrust, pushing his cum deeper into your walls to prevent it from spewing out of you. “you got plenty of time. gimme one more.”

not to mention, the thought of you being pregnant with his kid in there sends him over the edge.

“god, this pussy’s holding so much of my cum and she’s still milking me for more,” he grunts as he pummels his cock into you. you moan louder at his words, and your walls squeeze him tighter. “beg me to give you a baby. cry for it,” he instructs. he goes harder, and you’re already close to finishing. “oh, god. please, j. want you to give me your baby,” you plead. you whimper when you feel his cock reach the depths of your walls, and you reach your high. “fuck, you’re so good for me. my good fucking girl. gonna give you all my cum, knock you up real good. as many times as i want.”

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[crepesuzette2023]

As the most infamous fic reccomender do you have anything which will get me out of this depressive pit I've recently fallen into? Something like 'I need you darlin' where its like a well-rounded full story of them falling for each other.

As someone who's familiar with "the long, dark tea-time of the soul," I'll do my best!

The I Need You Darlin' verse (@beatlessideblog) is definitely my go-to as well when I'm stranded on the emotional equivalent of wherever that was where they filmed The Terror, so we share that love. :-)

Many of my comfort reads are on the shorter side: smutty or humorous one shots, but your ask for well rounded stories made me think of these longer fics, too. Hopefully some of these spark joy:

Weddings (@ohjohnnysblog). John and Paul get married in their hearts in Paris '61, and before the law in 2014. They go through many ups and downs, but it all ends well.

I also enjoy 5 Thomas Lane (@chut-je-dors): Modern AU in which John and Paul are married dads. This one is more of a collection of long, one-shot chapters set in the same world rather than a fic with an overarching plot, so perfect for coming back to. The extra Phone Sex is a hot and funny. And check out this art!

A story I keep thinking about is Whatever Fate Decrees (@dailyhowl). John and Paul are an artist and musician, respectively, but still find each other. Lots and lots of pining, but a happy ending, I promise...and Brian lives! <3

Beautiful and so hot my dignity doesn't stand a chance: always, no sometimes (@stonedlennon). Private moments with John and Paul during the lead-up to Sgt. Pepper's.

Suffer Fools Gladly (@aquarianshift): John and Paul through the Beatles years. Four times they almost kissed, and one time they did. One of my favorite endings: zucchini-bread-bearing Lesbians ex machina!

Can You Still Love Me Tomorrow (@imaginebeatles). It's a sweet, romantic Christmas story, but lovely in any season. Modern/fake dating AU. Note the 'slutty!Paul' tag.

And here is a story-in-miniatures: Three lovely vignettes of young J&P through Mike McCartney's eyes, by thinkpink20: Sunday Morning, Boys, Interrupted, and Sleepless in Wales. Bonus: The Photograph, in which John gets to thinking after seeing one of Mike's portraits of Paul.

This is on the short side, but so comforting: Paul and John take a bath in Hamburg! (after bombardment, sonya, by inherownwrite)

Other comfort-/'satisfying my urgent need to laugh my ass off'- stories:

You Might Well Arsk (snugglesweaters). Barista John and student Paul strike up an email correspondence. One thing leads to the next...

Paul's Got John's Thigh, And He's Not Letting Go! (@waveofahand). Press conference shenanigans.

Fixing A Hole: Beatles Songs Scientifically Sorted In Order Of Gayness (@chut-je-dors, @imaginebeatles). Just gimme some truth.

[theweightofakiteofdreamsingold]

Mirrors – J. Kiszka

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, mature themes, unprotected sex, fingering, language, MINORS DNI

A/N: Im not exactly sure what the deal is with my brain and Josh and showers and smut, but enjoy some kinky mirror sex w/ Josh lol 💁‍♀️🫶

Bajabule,

-Han

As you slid the curtain down the rod, you watched the steam from the shower float through the air of the bathroom, the condensation making the floor tiles slippery as you padded across them. You took your towel from the hook on the wall and dried your body before tousling your hair with it to get off the extra water.

You opened the bathroom door to find Josh sitting propped up against a mound of pillows, his brown eyes sweet as they watched your every movement across the room.

“What?” you asked, your voice meek and small.

“Just admiring, mama.” His voice was soft and sweet, and his eyes glimmered as they raked over every feature of your body that wasn’t still covered by your towel.

“Not much to admire,” you chuckled softly.

He scoffed, his mouth sitting open, while his eyes roamed over you again. “Baby, you’re gorgeous,” he said, peeling out from under the blankets on the bed and crawling to the end to be closer to where you were standing. “Come over here, sweet girl,” he said, standing up on his knees and stretching his arms out to you.

You bunched your towel and held it together with one hand while you walked to him. His hands held both sides of your face and he dragged his gaze slowly from your eyes to your lips while he moved his mouth closer to yours. Your breathing was steadily picking up, the closer he got to you; not with anxiety, but rather with anticipation. He had moved himself close enough to you for the tip of his nose to rest on your cheek while his lips practically brushed yours as he whispered to you.

“Here. Let’s slip this off, huh?” His hand gingerly held yours that was keeping you clothed. He swept his fingertips across the back of your hand while his big, brown eyes melted every solid part of you. “Lemme see.”

Your eyes immediately dropped to the floor and you felt your cheeks get hot. You’d never been able to shake your self-consciousness, even though Josh made it his life’s mission to never let you forget how beautiful he thought you were. He was always reminding you every chance that he got, always trying to do things to make you feel pretty.

“Mama, gimme those pretty eyes.”

You flicked your eyes to him, and his were practically dripping. They were the deepest brown you’d ever seen, and you couldn’t look away from them. You loosened your grip on the edges of your towel and let one corner slip through your fingers, never breaking from his stare. The towel fell, exposing one side of your naked body. You felt it continue to uncover you until it was hanging loosely between your thumb and forefinger. You let it slip between them, feeling it hit your feet as your eyes stayed locked with Josh’s. His eyes squinted slightly, and the corners of them crinkled as the most brilliant smile spread across his face.

It reflexively made you smile, and you felt his hands take hold of your hips as he stepped down onto the floor from the bed. He guided you toward the dresser where the mirror hung above it on the wall.

“Look at you,” he whispered. He was standing behind you with his hands on your hips, gently leaning against you, while your hands rested on the dresser in front of you. “So beautiful, you know that?”

You cast your eyes down again, letting a small huff of air escape through your nose. You felt your head shake just slightly while your face wore a sheepish smile, an unconscious display of self-doubt that had imbedded itself into your body language over the years.

“Don’t think so?” you heard him ask, “You need me to show you, mama?” His words were drawn out, and his voice was quiet.

You watched him in the mirror, your chest heaving, as you searched for a response. His hands trailed over the front of your body, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of his fingertips as they grazed slowly over your skin. You watched as his hands moved up your sides, the pads of his fingers pressing softly into the spots between your ribs before continuing up to your breasts. As his hands made contact with them, you saw his eyes flutter closed and felt a sigh tickle the shell of your ear, sending a chill up your spine, followed by a flood of warmth that spread from your middle, down to your toes, and all the way out to the tips of your fingers.

You leaned back, relaxing into him as he held you, his hands gently squeezing the swells of your breasts as he hummed against your neck. Your mouth fell open as your breath sucked in and out of it.

“Look at you, baby. Already so gorgeous under my hands.” His lips latched to your neck then, softly sucking and licking spots on the delicate expanse of skin while his thumbs toyed with your hardened nipples.

He pulled back from your neck again, letting out a sigh. “Want you to see how beautiful you look when you cum for me, lovely.”

Your breath hitched in your throat as he moved one arm to bar across your chest, pulling you back to be flush against him as his other hand snaked its way between your legs. They immediately snapped together, and he chuckled.

“Shhh, you’re alright, baby,” he coaxed. You relaxed your legs and felt his fingers slip through your folds with liquid ease. He toyed with your entrance before settling on your clit, making a dripping mess of your heat. You whimpered as the tip of his middle finger held the perfect amount of pressure against you as he traced sharp circles around the bundle of nerves, igniting a fire in the pit of your stomach. Your breath picked up quickly as he continued, unrelenting in the pace of his fingers and drawing you to your edge faster than you’d expected.

“Fuckk, Josh,” you breathed.

“What is it, mama?” he cooed softly, “you want me to keep going or do you need something else?” He pressed his lips into the junction of your neck and shoulder while simultaneously pressing his hardened length against the small of your back. You let a moan escape from your chest at the feeling, and you arched your back into him. You consequently felt him smile into your neck.

“Aww sweet baby,” he hummed against your skin, “You need my cock in that gorgeous pussy?”

His middle finger made quicker, tighter circles around your clit as he spoke, fanning the flames in your stomach hard, threatening to burn out before you were ready to give it up. A whiny “please” was the only sound you could muster, and he immediately obliged.

Both of his hands moved to your back, and he gently nudged you so you’d lean down with your elbows on the dresser, giving him a solid angle to insert himself at an agonizingly slow pace. Once he’d reached as far as he could go, he smoothed his hands over the soft skin of your back as he gently pulled his hips back and pushed them forward again, making long, deep strokes.

Because of the upward angle of his thrusts, the head of his cock rubbed against the spot inside you that only he could reach with every forward movement of his hips, each one making your muscles clench around him. Gasp after gasp rattled from between your lips, and your head hung down as you leaned on your forearms.

“Come here, mama,” he panted, “Wanna hold you while you watch.”

He repositioned himself before barring his arm across your chest again while he held you flush with his own. Your head tilted back into him as you watched his hips jut into your ass, jolting your entire body. Your eyes found his, and he was already looking at you, intently watching your face as it twisted with pleasure.

“Look how gorgeous you are. So perfect for me,” he said, keeping his eyes locked with yours.

The hand that wasn’t holding you against him reached back between your legs to finish the job, and you cried out for him when his middle finger started tracing his sharp circles again. You felt your legs begin to quiver as he quickened the pace of his hips. He kept his strokes long and deep, but they were fast, each movement eliciting a whimper from you. The faster he went, the closer together your sounds became, stringing themselves together so closely that they were nearly continuous.

As you felt your orgasm take over your entire body, Josh stabilized your chin to sit straight before the mirror in front of you, and you watched the heat that he created spread throughout your being. He continuously whispered to you throughout your high, keeping it going.

“Doing so good, honey,” he breathed, “Keep fucking giving it to me. So goddamn good, mama. So pretty.”

Your mouth hung open as you continued to moan for him, and his hips started to stutter against you. He followed closely behind you with his release, painting your insides with it while you were still coming down.

The two of you stood, you leaning on the dresser in front of you and him, flush against your back, as you took turns heaving air in and out of your lungs to catch up. After you both did, you felt him softly press his lips into your shoulder and his hands reached around your middle, giving you a little squeeze.

“Wanna go take another shower?” he asked as a crinkle-eyed smile spread over his face.

You huffed out a laugh and rolled your eyes, following him back into the bathroom.

[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay Visuals - Mission: Jingle Bells

(This post almost definitely won't be super long, but there was no way I was not gonna make a post for this video!)

Mission Jingle Bells was released on the 22nd of December, 2018, and as you all obviously know, it's a fusion between the Mission Impossible theme music and the song Jingle Bells, and it was legit sponsored by Paramount Pictures! Good for you, VoicePlay! The music was arranged by Layne, but we're not here to talk about that, we're here for the video! (Which was done by both Layne and Eli). So let's get into this!

'Hey you know how we got kidnapped for the Panic Medley videos? What if we got kidnapped again?' 😂

(Seriously, the Panic Medley videos were released just 5 months earlier, in July, and the Queen medley video, where Earl had to take on deities of death to get the chance to live again, was in November! 2018 was A Year)

Also I like that the camera feed says that the date and time is two minutes to midnight on Christmas eve, it's a nice touch.

Get that sponsorship money! Get that exposure! (Also it's kinda funny how VoicePlay has had ties with Disney, Paramount, and Universal! Getting a whole variety of connections there!)

Obligatory "man he looks so good here" 💜

Fun fact: The voice of "Creepy Evil Santa" was actually done by Eli! As for who actually physically portrayed him, I'm not entirely sure. I think I've seen people saying it was Kathy? But I can't remember if they were joking or not

A small thing, but I like how before Villain Santa tells you that the collar things actually control the guys' voices/vocalisations, the video actually kinda shows you! Villain Santa's presses a button on his device panel thing (see previous image), and then Geoff suddenly "kicks into gear", like starts doing exactly what is requested, no hesitation, as if he really is being controlled! It's neat!

(Follow me for more overexplanation of miniscule details /j)

And yes of course I am going to mention the bow in Earl's beard. It's hilarious and adorable, 10/10, no notes

And yes, their hands/wrists are all bound to the chairs with wrapping paper, with bows on top!

(Also I thought Geoff was the only one not wearing a tie but Eli isn't either!)

I am kinda interested to know what the collars were made from actually (there isn't any BTS stuff for this video sadly - I checked)

"What fun it is to ride and sing a-"

"-sleighing song toniiight"

*grabby hands* Gimme the controls, GIVE ME THE CONTROLS! 😂

(Seriously Evil Santa dude, you could've done so much more!!!)

J killed it with the rap part of course! (Who wrote that bit? Was it the same dude who wrote bits for VoicePlay's covers of Superstition and Valhalla Calling?)

Kinda looks like J is giving Layne hope/encouragement/reassurance here and it's kinda sweet!

Geoff! You're not supposed to be enjoying this! 🤣

(But also his head bobbing is kinda fun/amusing - I guess when he can't sing with his hands like he usually does, moving his head will just have to do!)

Now there's a freeze-frame bonus for sure! 😍

Also just noticed Geoff is moving his fingers a little bit in this part! He cannot be fully stopped! XD

(Also hey are Eli's shoes the same ones that he wore in Creep and In The Air Tonight and maybe one or two other videos? He seems to like black sneakers with thick white soles on them)

When the video started, the time on the camera feed was two minutes before midnight, and two minutes later... it's still two minutes before midnight! What kinda Polar Express time nonsense is this? 😂

"I'm so pleased, you may leave now! Merry Christmas, VoicePlay!"

"Thank you, mister evil... supervillain guy... but can you untie us now? ...Someone's coming to untie us right?"

(Lol rip)

I remember this was one of the videos I watched not too long after I first discovered VoicePlay in 2019, and I'm pretty sure that I wasn't entirely certain who was speaking at the end, but of course now I know it's Geoff! (Though his typical speaking voice nowadays is an octave or so lower, lol)

Okay so not too short of a post after all (3 more images than my post for Baby Its Cold Outside, actually!), and definitely well worth it! But the next post I have in store? Well, there might be a solid chance of me hitting the image limit on that one, lol. See you again soon!

[strange-creature-222]

Ok just got back from MCR concert live stream (couldn't use Tumblr while watching so I just watched and decided to write everything later). I'm just gonna jot down my thoughts in one post for everyones sanity just . uh sorta pretend that anything with a — between lines is a new thought eye gee (Way)

Ok so first things first: AAISAIVUFJFJVHCNDNDIDIFICH NSKAOSIVN NDNSOSFI UJRSICI JSNSJDIFIVJ NXNSJSIFIFI HSNANDKVIVJSNEB J JSJDNCJ N DNWJISIVVJWBBFVI UCJSNDNVVJ

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I joined right before Mama started and I think that was by the will of some divine power, like what are the chances I join right before my favorite song off the record starts

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Guys I love my chemical romance so much oh my god I love them they are the band ever 😭😭😭 <3

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augh just. Hearing everyone in the crowd singing with such passion, in any concert really, is everything to me, it genuinely makes me so emotional, all those people coming from far and wide to listen to the music they love so dearly. People who's lives have been changed by this music. I can't express how emotional the mere concept of concerts make me

I was also singing along the whole time

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YOU'RE JUST A SAAAAAD SONG, WITH NOTHING TO SAY, ABOUT A LIIIIIFFEEELONG WAIT FOR A HOSPITAL STAY, AND IF YOU THINK THAT IM WRONG, THIS NEVER MEANT NOTHING TO YOU

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I AM NOT AFRAID TO KEEP ON LIVING, I AM NOT AFRAID TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE, HONEY IF YOU STAY ILL BE FORGIVING, NOTHING YOU CAN SAY COULD STOP BOTH ME GOING HOME

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Thank you Mikey Way I love Disenchanted

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Famous last words is so awesome its such a good ending to the album (Blood is end credits to me so they don't count, I say that with much love because I'm a huge fan of Blood)

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gotta be honest, any time I heard the ominous noises between songs some part of my brain was like "yo their gonna play something from Danger Days now!!" As if they were gonna play bulletproof heart in the middle of TBP

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Omg they played Nanananannananananananananananana !!!!!!

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LOVE GIMME LOVE GIMME LOVE I DONT NEED IT BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART AND I'LL KEEP IT IN A BAG IN A BOX PUT AN X ON THE FLOOR GIMME MORE GIMME MORE GIMME MORE

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Helena oh my god I love Helena

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I learned this yesterday but damn Gerard cut his hair

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Have I mentioned that I like MCR a whole lot?

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Ok that's all I'm super tired and its 2:30 am byeeeee

[anon-e-miss]

The idea of the crystal just really liking praxians specifically is absolutely hilarious to me, it's just got a thing for door wings /j

-camshaft just gimme one chance <3

Well, Praxus is responsible for the poison that caused the sterility of the community.

So... It just makes sense... To the crystal.

[delcakoo]

i’m sure most ppl expected this so i’m not gonna make a big deal out of it but!! yes i am going on hiatus for an unspecified amount of time.

it’s honestly quite simple, i’ve just been losing interest in most aspects of kpop aside from the music, which makes writing for it a lot harder than before. i also dealt with a lot of burn out for months and still forced myself to write which only made it worse. lastly, i’m an executive of two clubs at my school this year on top of all my classes, so finding time to write would be even worse than it was before :’) !

YEAh that’s kinda it! for now my works will stay up, moots can dm me for my disc/spotify!! even if we’ve barely spoken pspsps i wanna stalk ur music cmere 🤲 a special shout out to my emoji anons too, you’re all amazing people ilysm, especially those that have been stuck with me for so long <3 (u know who u are!!)

i’ll try and check in here every so often to chat, esp if a new comeback for enha/txt happens!! love u guys and stay safe <3 you may send an ask if u have any questions!

extra stuff i wanna say to moots below! (it’s all word vomits i’m sorry)

RAVEN. MY WIFEY. my BELOVED blr wont let me tag u but you already know i adore u sm playing roblox with u is so fun even if that one banana game was kinda ass!! 💖 thank u for being so so sweet when putting up with me all the time and raising our fav corgi daughter with sm love <3 i hope u get more confidence in ur writing because your fics are always so creative and well written, and in yourself too bc a certain mf thats name starts with J and ends with N is MISSING OUT. 🙄🙄 ok im still gna be annoying u all the time so. bye ig….. smooches

@seongclb katto u deserve an award for putting up with me in dms ilysm 😞 watching the promised neverland together brought me so much joy and i still have a ss of you calling gilda a tractor ok i love u!!!! i would read your fics all day any day u are so talented and ur photography skills are amazing, i hope we get to keep in touch WE SHOULD FIND ANOTHER SHOW TO WATCH TGTHER !!!!! i need to fix your lack of anime knowledge ‼️ PLS KEEP WRITING AS WELL ENHABLR NEEDS U!!!!

@soov reirei my gf i aspire to be as confident and funny as you, you’re literal sunshine and always make my day better even with just one interaction <3 thank u for being so welcoming my first days in walmart enha and raising sushiwon with me!! as well as entertaining me by dying in genshin every 3 seconds <3 (WE NEED TO PLAY AGAIN) oh and KEEP WRITING BB. i will rise from THE DEAD WHEN IT COMES OUT OK U CAN DO THIS ML!!

@haknom kangaroo karaoke keys we may have had only a few convos but they were all so fun like PLAYING BRAWL STARS WAS HILARIOUS we ate the house down in duo showdown idc. and beta reading ur fics was such a treat esp while watching u plan new smaus every other day 🫶 also your music taste is MUWAH gimme some more recs pspsps !!! KEEP WRITING OKKK?!

@kynrki kimmy kimmy kim one of my first ever moots <3 your writing is always such a joy to read and your energy is amazing, thank you for giving me a chance when i was too shy to ask anyone else to be moots LMAO 🫶 plsplss keep writing you’re so gifted and deserve the whole world LOVEE UU

@bitehee cavvy my big sibling :((( i love u sm kshsdknd its been a while but i really hope everything has been well since you moved and you’re still being as cool as ever <3 im gonna replay a pokemon game in ur honor perhaps mystery dungeon 👁️ ? anyway i look up to u and think u are so cool, one of my fav hee stans ever ever!!! remember u have my disc if u ever wanna chat 🫂 !!!

@sunoksunny sunny <3 my other gf. i remember our first vc u had this goofy pfp i cant remember what it was but like u are so easy to talk to and funny?! and PRETTY??? your fits are always stunning and your singing is beautiful ugh the whole package fr… and. we need. to play. genshin!!! I REDOWNLOADED IT FOR U OK WE WILL DISCUSS THIS SOON!! ILY

@slytherinshua ZANNY. u are so easy to talk to we match each others energy so perfectly?!? I HOPE U AND TUALHA CONTINUE BEING THE COOLEST EVER and ur writing is top tier so pls keep going‼️ thank u for being so sweet to me as another one of my very first moots i appreciate u sm <3333

@flwrshee riri !!! we haven’t even been moots for long but i had to add u in here because u need to know that ILYSM. you’re like an adorable energetic little sister that always makes me smile T-T thank you for taking time out of your day to reblog my fics with so much sweet feedback and i wish u the absolute best always!! if u ever need anything pls dm me on disc i would love to chat with u more, and make sure to keep writing bc u have SO much talent!!!!

@wonieleles sia SIA i genuinely miss talking to u sm i NEED to come back to walmart enha :(( we don’t talk much besides our little interactions in the server but each time you make me smile. you’re so so smart and admirable, i hope you keep up the hard work bc i know you’ll go so far and HAVE MORE CONFIDENCE!! you’re so beautiful okay ily 😞🫶

@sultrybaby kel 😭😭😭💖💖 you’ve literally been a day one THANK YOU for always checking in on me even during your ridiculous NONSTOP EXAMS. 💀 another one of my big siblings on here fr you are such a real one and i care for u sm!!! i hope everything has been well for u?! pls feel free to message me for anything okay <3 I LOVE U SM thank u for sticking with me all this time 🫂🫂

i have so many moots so i can’t write smthn for everyone but i love u all okay <3 AGAIN if u wanna keep in touch thru spotify or discord dm me muwah

[ten-cent-sleuth]

Please send in Stargate fic requests! :)

Specifically, please send in (via askbox or DMs) a prompt from one of the following bingo cards, then give me some idea for what direction you want me to take it in. Like, “This prompt jumped out at me because it made me think of ___,” or, “This prompt would be so perfect for a post-ep to ___ where X and Y have a conversation about ___,” or, “This prompt goes really well with my favourite trope of ___.” Be as incredibly detailed as you wish!

The reason I’m sharing my cards is to hopefully use people’s requests to give me a breather from my current main Stargate WIPs, so I’d like to focus on the writing part and not the coming-up-with-an-outline part here—and that means you cannot possibly get “too” detailed!

Since this is a Halloween Horror Bingo, I am open to dark themes and unhappy endings. Include any content warnings you’d like! Conversely, I am equally open to playing around with the prompts and with the aesthetic of the whole event to squeeze out some fluff and schmoop. If you specify no preference, I shall go wherever the wind takes me.

See below for more request parameters but the long and short of it is shoot your shot with an idea and I just might write it. 👀

What I can definitely do:

Sam/Jack focus (UST, MCD, hand-wavey happily married during canon shut the heck up, any other flavour except smut)

genfic, incl. solo character stuff

^ including-including your favourite nameless/background character getting their time in the spotlight if you want!

canon compliant, canon divergence, pre-canon (I would include post-canon but I’ve only just started s9 of SG1 and s2 of SGA 😅)

AUs (from within the show or your own idea)

What I might do (i.e., feel free to send it in but I hope you don’t mind if I get back to you and am not feeling it):

other Canon x Canon ships in the background of a genfic or S/J story

Canon x Reader

Canon x OC (gimme deets and I’ll see what I can do)

What I will NOT do:

SGU or Origins because I haven’t watched them, sorry…

any of the movies except the original because I haven’t watched them yet, sorry :/

any of the books because—three guesses why

smut (if you send in a spicy prompt, I will find a way to make it T-rated 😂)

You can make multiple requests, but send them as separate asks please. And try not to combine prompts, but I won’t mind if you really want to!

Anon is on. Judgement is off. Let me write your highly specific plot bunny? :)

(It helps me along and betters your chances if you do, but you don’t have to give me a load of details! <3)

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

What You Need

A/N: too many au fantasy fics where Jordan is the fine ass neighborhood weedman consume me lately. Someone help! 😭 Also, I hope its clear when I refer to J as they or he and she. They when I or a character is vaguely talking about them in general; he or she to help differentiate between their ability to transition or whoever your being intimate with at the time. I hope that makes sense. Just wanted to put my own flavor on my stories but still respect the proper pronouns. I'd love feedback on my Jordan li fics. And please remember, these fics can take a long time to write so pretty please don't flag them as your content consumption is your responsibility. Anyway enjoy!

I step out my brand new stark white BMW, rolling my narrowed eyes as I scan the immediate vicinity. Not payin no mind to the group of dudes starin my way a few cars down, I realize Jordans ass aint nowhere to be found. Too many times over the years of em bein my connect, this mf done made me walk up them damn rickety stairs to grab my sack when they lyin ass specifically promised to be in the lot.

I'm already inna rush to get to my date with Dre. That's why was tryna get a little relaxation; I really didn't wanna show up all tense and hit him with all this attitude at once. A little me time to calm my nerves would do my ass some good after this nightmarish day. And maybe if the date goes well enough, Andre could gimme a hand with that too. Though its impossible to deny if the plug wasn't such a fuck boy, I'd be tryin to give them this work instead. But in no way am I finna compete with any of the hoes on their team.

Bending to reach into my ride, I snatch my cell from the cup holder and slam my car door. My nails click clack across the screen as I text Jordan. I'm already teetering on the edge of insanity so I'm not in the mood to be late or deal with their cocky ass attitude. This was so not supposed to be one of my usual pick ups that lasted over half an hour cause of their antics.

Me: you told me you'd be in the lot when I pulled up.

Not more than 10 seconds go by before I get a response.

This Fuckin Guy: my bad cutie, jus cum up here.

Me: i already let you know I had plans and to be down here this time.

This Fuckin Guy: ik but I had to serve last min. damn.

I roll my eyes as I read the word 'serve'. Yeah, they probably up there servin some lil bitch on her back. For some reason that thought got me on 10.

Me: cus you always wastin my time boy. but fine, i'm comin up.

Me: and my shit better be ready too.

This Fuckin Guy: whatchu need again?

This Fuckin Guy: nvm, Daddy knows exactly what you need..

This Fuckin Guy:

Nibbling my bottom lip softly, I stare at the pic of they fine ass way longer than I'd ever admit to em. Fuck, they just don't realize how many times I've woken up from random scenes of them starin at me like that before diggin me out. Panties and sheets be so fuckin drenched with my juices when I slid my fingers between my lower lips and replayed em back in my mind over and over.

It's so fuckin Jordan to be on standby waitin for some snarky ass remark back, I'm sure of it. But I dont give them the satisfaction, continuing to climb the stairs carefully in my dainty heels.

And I'm absolutely proud of the way I ignore the pounding and slick building between my thighs as I head up the last step and briskly walk to Jordan's apt. Damn I feel a bit pathetic from gettin so horny from a photo that wasn't even a shirtless, nude or dick pic.

I don't even get a chance to knock on the door as an attractive slim blonde with a messy bun and black skin tight leggings opens it. Her expression a bit shocked at first as we briefly stare at each other before she gives me a small smile and quickly walks towards the staircase. Of fuckin course they have some damn bimbo on her way out as I'm coming up. Typical fuckin Jordan. Can't even deny the girl was kinda bad though; that lil fact gone get Jordan popped fa sho.

"Really? Tryna fuck me right after you jus slid in sumn? Nasty ass.." I throw insults at them as soon as I step inside, slamming the door in hopes the lil hoe hears.

"Fuck you on about now?" Jordan's voice is bored from her spot on the couch as she rolls up, not even bothering to look my way.

"I'm speakin on the fact that you tryna hit right now but you got some broad leavin as I'm comin up. Like, the fuck?"

These hands rated E for everyone and they know that. I put a hand on my curvy hip and stare em down. Smoke is finna start steamin out my ears at Jordan's nonchalant behavior. Walkin up to the couch I flop down on the opposite side, full lips pressed into a thin line. Unfortunately my gaze melts more into eye fucking than the daggers I was jus hittin em with as I notice how attractive they are, so damn focused rollin the perfect blunt.

"I ain't fuck her." Tone of voice resembling one to use with a child; clearly she think I'm playin.

I follow the line the tip of her tongue makes as she finishes rolling the blunt. Damn, how I need to feel them doing that allover my fuckin body. I pray Jo ain't got super senses too, like I would just die inside if she could actually smell how wet I was for them right now.

"That right? Then why shawty hair was messy? And why you lookin relaxed as fuck, like you just took a load off? Talkin bout literally.."

"Ion know.. Why you ain't ask her? Told you, I had a order. And maybe I'm calm cause I'm always chill. You needa relax too, princess. Let's smoke."

Always tryna smoke ass; not sure how there's ever any left for them to sell. I roll my eyes at her slick ass, leaning back and folding my arms. Jordan finally looks up at me, dark brown eyes trailin down my frame slowly as she openly ogles my fit.

"Spark it then. But I can't stay long. I told you: I got plans tonight."

"Yeah, you said that. But you ain't say what you got planned the night."

"Cause that's nun ya concern-" my mouth is quick to slam shut at the penetrating stare I get before I can finish my thought.

I've seen that look before; would kill for a view of it while Jordan digs me out actually. (I almost whimper out loud as I envision just that. ) My attitude is immediately extinguished as she checks me without a sayin a fuckin word. She holds my gaze for a few seconds before casting her gaze back down, givin the blunt one last light lick. Clearly amused and feelin triumphant with how I'm put in my place, she openly grins. The silence only lasts half a minute be I speak again.

"Gotta date tonight." I say quietly, absolutely hating myself for how weak my voice comes out.

I expect another death stare but only receive a frown and flared nostrils as Jordan continues to look down. And then more silence. So I speak up again.

"You mad?" Tone a bit stronger this time.

That gets me someneye contact.

"The fuck you think?"

"Well, you shouldn't be since you just-"

"Why you so worried if I'm fuckin when you clearly tryna get ran through tonight?"

The question is like a whip across the face. My cheeks heat as shame flushes through me. My mouth open and closes a few times, struggling to respond. Jordan waits for my response with a confident smirk, transitioning before pulling in a big hit.

"I'm not- I.. That's not why-"

I'm interrupted as he leans over to my side of the couch, grabbing my neck and pulling me in. Sexy ass taking advantage of my lips parting in shock at his grip to blow smoke into my mouth. I take it in without a thought, immediately becoming pliant for him as I inhale. It feels so fucking intimate I want more in an instant.

"Who's the date with?" His fine ass asks me softly, hand still lightly grasping my throat. His thumb rubs my skin there lightly as he takes this moment to assess my fit again.

"Andre." I answer on an exhale, mesmerized by the way he licks at his pretty pink bottom lip.

That makes him pop his gaze back to me, his hold a bit firmer as he reconnects with my y/e/c eyes.

"You not fuckin goin, ma. We clear."

"We're clear."

My response is instantaneous and I have no idea who've I've become in this moment. What I am painfully aware is that he's gettin hard, silver basketball shorts doin nothing to hide his yummy fuckin girth.

Clearly my pussy is way more interested in gettin piped by Jordan than Dre; our close proximity has my desperate empty cunt clenching nonstop. I feel like I'll combust if they don't touch me soon.

"What a good fuckin girl you can be. Who knew?"

The praise has the softest of sounds bubbling from my lips as he takes a longer drag, leanin forward to give me another hit. Since this one's bigger, it has my mind a bit hazy as I exhale. I close my eyes, arms droppin to my lap as I enjoy the high and his big palms wrapped around my neck. A shiver of arousal runs through my frame as he moves to whisper at my ear.

"You like when I tell you how good you are for me? Cause you are honey." I moan an affirming 'mm hm' as Jordan licks and kisses at the sensitive spot behind my lobe. "In fact, can fuck my good girl like she need. Is that what you want? Huh? Itchin for Daddy to slide in them guts? I can.. And I will princess. Gonna get that lil pussy creamin round my cock in no time."

I should be shamed in how my head nods rapidly without my permission, mouth opening to say yes but moaning like a whore instead. I'm completely in shambles, loving the way my welcoming high enhances my craving for his cock.

"Lay back then. Show me how pretty that pussy is." He demands, releasing me and gesturing to the carpet with one hand as he takes a hit and sets the blunt down in the ashtray with the other.

Normally I would at least try to be sensual, make a show of it but I'm too tense right now. I don't even bother to undress as I lay on my back as quick as I can manage, swiftly slippin of my heels and throwing them aside. I'm so thankful for the access the deep slits my fit provides. I only need to spread my thighs and pull my salmon colored thong to the side.

"Damn that lil kitty.. So beautiful, look how she flutters at me baby. Think she want Daddy to come play in it."

Those dirty words make me hungry; fuckin pulsating at how he talks to me. I watch lustfully at the way Jordan stands and strips to his snug black boxer briefs. He smiles at me like he knows something I don't. Get goosebumps from how he stares down at me like he wants to wreck me.

I'm salivating when he pulls his long cock out through the opening and starts shows off. He strokes from tip to the base slowly, starin between my legs like hes inna trance. Dark brown eyes intently focused on the way wetness starts to stream from my slit to my juicy brown ass. I'm so jealous of the way he milks drops of precum on every upward stroke, consistent little grunts of pleasure spilling from him; I want that pleasure.

"Come on Daddy, I'm so ready for it." I goad him.

"Mmm. Fuckin lil slut for me know that?" He groans as he gets on his knees between my legs.

"Yeeees, I knooow." I moan out to his fine ass. "Wish you'd do somethin bout it already."

Grippin the base of his dick, he swipes back and forth through the excess moisture leakin from my slit while grabbing the blunt to take another hit.

"Aight, bet. Legs: shoulders."

I stall for just a moment at his simple request before obeying, setting an ankle at each of his shoulders slowly. My tummy clenches at the thought of the deep fuck I'm about to receive.

Jordan grunts lowly, slidin through once more before slappin my clit thrice with his twitching length. My wails are fuckin thunderous, dramatic ass fuck as an intense sensation swirls in my pulsing cunt. Too damn sensitive, soggy little button throbbing ferociously, I miss the descent of his cock to my drenched hole as the sensations flow throughout my overwhelmed frame.

"Damn you so noisy, baby. Ooooh fuck, Daddy gone enjoy this shit."

He moves forward, tip of his dick pushing at my opening as I groan in absolute peril at his thickness. Gripping and yanking at the plush carpet, breath punching out as his mean ass pulls back and thrusts into me sharply. The deep rumbling moan in his chest has a warmth lickin up my spine as my lil puss struggles to strangle the first few inches of his fat cock.

"Waitwaitwait. Pleeease Jo, please! Sobig, too much. Juswait, juswait.." I whine, releasing the carpet to slap and push at his toned chest and abs.

"No." Jordan snaps, snatching my wrists together and bringing the blunt back to his lips with his free hand.

"Do what you need to take this dick cept that. Do that shit again and it's up." He says, thick smoke billowing from his nose as he gazes at me ferally.

His pace to start is fuckin lethal. I'm already cock drunk when he pulls out and stabs in half way repeatedly, hastily dropping the blunt back in the ashtray. My toes curl at the feeling of him fucking me so roughly. Each thrust gives way for the next, helps make me even slicker so he can slide in further. It's happening too quick, he's digging me out faster than I can breathe. My freshly waxed eyebrows pull together as I yank at his grip on my wrists.

"Oooh shit, that feels sooo good. Yeeees, y/n. Can't believe I'm in these guts. Mmmmfuck, don't fight it. You wanted this shit, right?" He asks, serving me powerful precise jabs.

I realize now that my lids are shut tight, eyes rolled back; my mouth open wide as I sob at the intense fucking I'm receiving. For the sake of satisfying him I offer two jerky nods to his question, pussy walls fluctuating sporadically around his prick.

"Not even in all th-the way. Gone let me all the way inside ma?"

I wish I could've stopped the involuntary 'nooooo' that I moan but at this point my brain is becoming mush. It should be illegal for how fast Jordans reduced me to an incoherent mess.

"Ahhhhh y/n, thas not nice. Why you so mean to me all the time?"

Jordan's teasing damn near falls on deaf ears as he takes my right ankle and adds it with the other. Freeing my wrists he places a thumb on my clit and rubs quickly, holding both legs over his left shoulder. My hands quickly find their place back into the carpet, yanking handfuls as he sadistically unravels me with pure amusement on his face.

It's a surprise I don't deafen us both with the shrieks being forced from me. His frenzied pace increases as he spears me over and over, staring intently at the way I take his cock. My orgasm is so dangerously fuckin close to the surface and I hope he's ready.

"Oooh my go- shit! Ain't neva had a pussy so tight, so fuckin weeeet round my shit. Gone let me keep her all to myself? Huh ma?"

"Yesyesyesyes!"

My crazed chants is the best I can do at this moment as he molds the shape of his dick to my walls. Overwhelmed and overstimulated would be an understatement; finna have me gushin his dick in under 5 and that's a fuckin record for me.

"Good giirrrl, pretty. Ah, ah, this- aahhh God.. This my pussy now y/n. You mine now. Got it?"

Fuck me all these questions don't help my scrambled mind. This a fuckin quiz or something? My response is a garbled jumbled mess of high pitched keens.

"I said do you fuckin understand?" He growls out with one brow raised, passionately drilling my pussy faster.

"YesJo, yeeees! 'M sorry, 'm sorry. SosorryDaddy- please!" I keen in hopes of some type of mercy.

But I get none. Tears track done my cheeks like a heavy rain on a stormy night from being subjugated to this all-consuming pleasure.

"Awww, you look so cute when you cry on my dick baby. Thas it, take it just like that for me. Uhhhfuck, gonna give my perfect princess a big ass nut. Know you want it too y/n; gonna make you leak wit it."

Thanks to his persistence he actually slides into the hilt. I wonder if he can see his long fat cock in my tummy. He's so fuckin big that I wouldn't be surprised. A chuckle reaches my ears as I feel the dam about to burst.

"Mmmm.. Naw ma, wish I could see my fuckin dick in ya tummy-"

Christ, I didn't even know I was voicing my fried ass thoughts. Such a fuckin shame it's at that moment I come and unfortunately miss the rest of his sentence. My cunt compresses the dick that's hell bent on unraveling me from the inside out. The pleasure spikes and my back arches as I fight to accept it. I shake like a leaf as he fucks me fiercely, fingers speeding on my beating little button. A clear stream splatters against his lower body as he praises my efforts.

"Did so good for meeeee, ah ah ah fuck! Mmm, hell yeah y/n! Pleeease gimme my reward! Earned it didn't I? Need it so bad, so fuckin bad! Cuuum baby! Good girl, good girl! GOOD. FUCKIN GIRL!"

I give him two more squirts as he punctuates his words with searingly deep stabs before a heavy warmth blooms in my achy abused little puss. Fuck me, the sensation of Jordan filling my cunt like he owns me is addicting; so damn soothing to the battering I just received. Almost feels like a soothing balm applied to a sore limb. And God damn if he ain't so damn loud as he comes to his end, complementing my poor over used lil puss over and over.

He ceases rubbing my clit to grip both of my legs in a bear hug and creampie me till his nut begins to leak out generously from around his dick. Daddy leaves kisses up and down my calves and legs as he roars out the last of his pleasure. Wish I could snap a pic of the way he tosses his head back before dropping it forward, puffing out heavy grunts of my name; his hips giving stuttering circles as he drains the last bit of his cream into me.

Finally, I'm able to gulp in some air as he hips halt their sweet torture, both of us huffing like we just finished a marathon. Jordan sits back on his haunches, palms sliding down to pull my ass into his lap with both hands. He stays just like that, big dick slowly beginning to soften within me. Daddy looks so fuckin handsome: so damn flushed and sweaty, long damp strands of hair fall into his face; pretty eyes low from smoking and all the work he just put in as he gazes at me with a endearing expression. I press a shaky hand to his chest, feeling his heart race just as fast as mine.

"Get what you need, ma?" He asks, smile dazzling the fuck outta me.

"Yes Daddy."

[nokingsonlyfooles]

Soldier On Returns (Kinda) with Another Six-Pack! Spy vs Spy vs Spy!

Soldier On #13 is The Rainbows, the Sitch, and the Red Phone. If you'd rather start from #1, you can do that here, or waaay back at the real beginning, here. It's a magical world that needs some serious repair (both in-universe and out) and you should probably spell "magic" with one of those cool anarchist A's. (I would, but it's hard for me to draw right now.) Every time you pick up a new, magic-based story that's not dependent on neoliberal values and an uncritical defence of the status quo, J. K. Rowling's black little soul dies a little bit more! Gimme a chance?

No art, so nobody's gonna stop scrolling, and I haven't been doing my feed for over a month - but people do seem to be noticing random things of mine, and occasionally following, so I might as well mention it!

You will find my serial at soldier-on.com , it's so indie it's basically invisible, and it's the only reason I'm here curating a stream of content for a corporation. I wouldn't bother otherwise, social is very stressful for me.

I will reblog this for every update, one a week for the next six weeks, and if my eyes improve, I may add some art or start doing my feed again or writing some more stuff, I dunno.

[lonelyroommp3]

summmer song suggestions:

1.Obnoxiously overplayed hits that are extremely nostalgic to me:

-Despacito: I listen to this song and i am 17 again, drunk on a school trip to malta. i just learned what a long island ice tea is. my english teacher is with us at the club. a girl got blackout drunk and told said english teacher who cheated on the exam, after walking in on her on the toilet

-Closer (halsey/chainsmokers): i listen to this song and i am 16, an exchange student in america going to homecoming. It's october but it's 32 degrees in st louis. The humidity is unbearable and the sunsets are beautiful.

2. songs that feel like summer to me, but maybe more in a chill road trip along the coastline way, way rather than a club way

-honestly most of the solar power album but specifically oceanic feeling and the path: my sister went to two shows of the solar power tour within a year on opposite ends of the world, catching both northern and southern hemisphere summer. both shows were amazing and oceanic feeling specifically represents those experiences and my bond with my sister. the path just makes me feel like i'm on a beach with the sun burning down

-stolen dance (milky chance)

-i aint worried (one republic): i only like this song when it's above 25 degrees outside

-left hand free (alt-j)

3. the kind of song that i feel like actually fits your playlist:

-loca (shakira)

-rush (troye sivan)

-pray to god (calvin harris, haim)

-monaco (bad bunny): a bit overplayed but as an f1 girlie i had to put it

-einmal um die welt (CRO): potentially the most nostalgic german song

-Gimme! Gimme Gimme! (ABBA)

-Froot (marina)

Sorry for the long ass list haha. i hope you find some inspiration! if i had to pick a single song off this list i would probably say loca

the 1 & 3 categories in particular are EXACTLY what i'm going for... thank you both for the songs and for the despacito backstory which actually made me scream laugh irl

[cosmicgrapevine]

They stopped at school first; every teacher except Miss Vernon had loaded them down with spring break homework, and Melanie wanted to plead her case to Mr. Hansen. It was past 4:30 and the halls were nearly empty. Just as she was ready to knock on the dean’s door, someone inside smashed their fist against it, hard enough to rattle the handle. Melanie flinched and stepped back, staying away from the windows.

“Fuckin’ hell, Gary, what’s gonna change your mind, huh?” It was Travis. Goddammit. “Dead body? Is that what’ll sway ya? ‘Cause it’s comin’, believe me.”

“Mm…nah.” That was Mr. Hansen, who sounded utterly unworried. “Sure, I had my doubts at first. But he’s been a perfect student, and practically gone native already.” They were talking about Lynd. “All he needs is to make a few friends outside the LKPC. I gave Nate Goldman a nudge; said he should teach Lynd some ball. We do need an infielder.”

“Friends? He’s a Markstepper, Gary, a born and bred killer. They don’t have ‘friends’. And he’s the second one to turn up here this year, in the heart of Warden territory, and rumors are flyin’ about Equinox too. The Marksteppers are plottin’ something, and that boy’s a part of it, and y’all are buyin’ his ‘Oh, I just want a hooome’ bullshit like he’s your long-lost son. Just gimme a chance to prove it—”

“I said no.” Mr. Hansen’s voice had changed, now simmering with contempt. “You’ve always been an asshole, Travis. When you were fifteen, I thought hey, he’ll grow out of it. But now you’re twenty-four and even worse, ‘cause the old man spoiled you rotten all those years. Now you’re on his bad side for once, after that stunt you pulled with the mirror, and you can’t handle it.”

“So in you crawl, trying to get me to go behind Mr. C’s back with you, and you think the best way to do that is threatening one of my students?” He chuckled. “Tell you what, if I hear you went through with it anyway, I will personally flash-fry all the fat out of your vicious little brain, and you know that’s not a metaphor, pal. Now get lost.”

Melanie didn’t have time to react before Travis slammed the door open. He did a double-take upon seeing her, and for a second Melanie flinched, worried that she’d be the literal punching bag for Travis’ frustration, but instead he simply snapped “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I j-just had a question for Mr. Hansen…”

“You didn’t hear a fuckin’ thing, got it? Not a fuckin’ thing."

Melanie eagerly nodded. She just wanted him to go away. And he did, his stomps echoing down the stairwell.

Mr. Hansen approached her, shaking his head. “I’m sorry you had to hear that, Melanie,” he said.

“What’s he want with Lynd?”

“Oh…” Mr. Hansen shook his head. “Just the usual Warden chest-thumping. Can’t handle being shown up by a Markstepper. But I promise you, he won’t hurt anyone. I’ll see to that.”

“Why do you guys keep that psycho around?” She said bitterly. “How can you trust him?”

Mr. Hansen leaned in. “If it was up to me, he’d be out on his ass, for exactly that reason. But it’s not up to me, and I think you know who’s calling the shots here. Travis and the old man, they have a history. I’m sorry, but that’s all I can say. Now, what did you need?”

“I’ll ask later,” Melanie said. She just wanted to get out. When she was in fifth grade, and her dad was neck-deep in chasing down mobsters, she’d learned about made men. Mafiosos who had the blessing of the boss to do whatever they pleased, who answered only to him. That was Travis. He could do anything, hurt anyone, and Florentino would cover for him. He was in Florentino’s doghouse now, apparently, but who knew how long that would last?

No, there was no justice in Warden-land. There was only power. Mr. Hansen could lie to her—and himself—but he knew it too. He knew Travis wouldn’t respond to reason, only violence, and he knew he could deliver that violence, in the form of some horrific literal-brain-melting magic, if he had to. She didn’t trust him either. She didn’t trust any of them deep down. Not even her parents.

Of course, in her dad’s mafia tales, there was one level between the boss and his made men: his actual family. Like her. She wondered what Travis would have done otherwise.