#I DONT EVEN REMEMBER WRITING THIS

[glazedsnail]

I found this in my notes.

Stop everything. There's never going to be a better prompt.

[pomribs]

with the rise of AI and the question of real and not real becoming more and more pressing each day it has never been more important for artists to never learn how to draw hands and keep connecting the 2 middle fingers with as little detail as possible

[watermelon-eater]

GALUCU ANYINGG

[thepastdied]

who da fuc wrote dis pls giv her a cookie

Eddie as a friend would be so sweet to you- cause everyone knows of his little crush.

But you, cause you're dumb.

Pure, sweet, sweet fluff.

"Eddiiiiie?" You'd call from the kitchen, the rest of the group in the living room.

"Sweeeeetheart?" He'd respond with his head perking up. Everyone would look over at him due to his high-pitched tone, giving each other giddy smiles.

"Can you help me grab something?" You'd ask while trying to reach a box of cereal that's on the top of a cabinet.

He'd trot into the kitchen and easily grab the box, handing it to you and pulling it away before you grab it.

"What's in it for me?" He'd quirk up an eyebrow and bend down so his face was level with yours.

As always, you'd blush as his chocolate eyes looked into yours.

"For such a hard task..? Hmm." You'd pretend to think, even though you're well aware of what he wants. It was just platonic, right?

You'd give him a quick peck on the cheek, and he'd give you the biggest cheeky grin before winking and returning back to the living room.

And it was reoccurring. Any time you'd call for him, no matter what it was.

"Daaaaarlin'?"

"Preeeeetty girrrl?"

"Hooooneeeey?"

Your heart would skip a beat every time. But you tried not to think too hard. It was just platonic, right?

Sometimes he'd want a hug, or he'd kiss your knuckles and say "It was an honor, my Princess." While giving you a fond smile with hearts in his eyes.

You were just too sweet, he'd think. You were a dear friend- and maybe you just liked the attention. But he never, not once, missed when you would blush, or tuck your hair behind your ear, and put your hand on his arm and rub your thumb there without even realizing. It was just platonic, right?

But that one night where the gang ditched on you for the planned little campfire in the back of your yard. Of course, it was planned.

You'd tell Eddie to come over anyway and laugh at his hushed yes! ( that wasn't meant to be heard by you) while he fist bombed the air. And you'd sit together, thighs touching but hands remaining on your lap. You'd watch the orangey glow of the fire glow on his face, his nose scrunching up when the smoke blew in his direction. You'd giggle, and he'd look at you with that lovesick expression.

His breath got taken away as he, too, looked at the glow on your face, your eyes glistening.

And then he'd turn his body to yours, his knee against your thigh and eyes unmoving at they stayed connected to yours.

"Sweetheart.." He'd whisper.

You'd chew on the inside of your lip, a nervous habit. He noticed, and almost chickened out.

He'd tuck that piece of hair that was in your face behind your ear that's been bothering him for the past hour, and then rub a thumb across your cheek, smiling at the way you looked down and blushed. He felt the warmth. It was just platonic, right?

"Eddiiiie?" You whispered back, mimicking the tone he always gave you.

He'd give you that wide signature smile, teeth and all. And then he couldn't hold back anymore when he saw you peek quickly at his lips.

He would snake his hand to the back of your neck and pull you in, lips firmly pressing against yours for several seconds before he pulled away.

Both of you would let out a breath, and then you'd laugh while he covered his face and chuckled.

"That totally wasn't platonic.. right?" He'd ask, lips puckering out like a 'duck face' and eyes narrowing.

You'd shake your head and lean back in, and he would grab your hands, placing them around his shoulders and really taking your breath away.

It was never platonic.

[fartholder]

the fuck was i on about here

[3rdsday]

Tommy basically said "the DSMP was good because it was, and still is, loved" and that basically sums up my feelings on the matter too.

[zedif-y]

HELP

[onsomenewsht]

All these people think love’s for show but I would die for you in secret

About when she’s got a smile and you got impatient

》 Leah Williamson × Reader

》 words count: 1.7 k

》 soft launch [verb, specialized]: to make a product, service, or business available or open for the first time, but only to a limited number of people at first

Being in a private relationship when you’re a public figure is even funnier than it sounds. And it sounds pretty funny as it is.

“You’re overthinking it”, Leah says, even if she knows better than to tease who’s literally feeding her.

You don’t bite back but keeping the plate slightly out of reach is a clear enough answer.

She smiles.

Oh, the way she lights up your day when she smiles at you.

You and Leah aren’t much for sharing your lifes on social media.

She’s been pretty much traumatized by the immense and not-really-that-unexpected attention after leading her national team to an historic tournament win. You’ve been scolded enough times by your agent to take your online enthusiasm down a notch.

So, your relationship flowered from two friendly teammates - who happened to share a room after a worth to be celebrated win - to an overly in love couple - who barely manage to store that many jackets in a four door closet.

You both understand the importance of some privacy to grow a love so beautiful yet so fragile, also not really caring about the outside world’ hot takes.

But one year of unplanned dates, dances around the kitchen waiting for delivery and shared stories in the middle of the night are a lot to keep just between the two of you.

Your teammates are way over your not-so-discreet looks during practice and your constant touch, the skipper never been one to shy away from a teasing kiss or wandering hands and you never back down an opportunity to make your friends regret every single life choose ‘til that very moment.

“We’re having a good time, aren’t we?”

“Yes, we are”, Leah raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

Oh, the way she lights up your mood when she challenges you.

“Such a cute moment to share with our loved ones, isnt?”

Leah looks around, the pasta dish shared in your kitchen island definitely counts as a cute moment for her. Sure, the fact you both are just in oversized t-shirts adding points to her case. Or yours, she’s not sure yet what point you’re trying to make.

“You want to share this?”, she gestures at the scene with a smirk, “We eating undercooked pasta in our underwear at unholy hour?”

“Yes, I want to share us having a wonderful time and perfectly cooked pasta”

Her blonde head tilts studying you, thinking it’s more about the fact you’re looking at her like she’s the reason why the sun rises every morning.

You’re feeding her, Leah’s own hands way too busy caressing her girlfriend’s outstretched legs to bother with food. And you can see her nipples through the overworn t-shirt of yours she’s on.

It's definitely about the nipples.

“What if I die tomorrow and no one knows I managed to win you over?”

“That's a way too dramatic turn, even for you”, but then she cracks up and you sure will die happy if this is how you meet your maker.

Oh, the way she lights up your home when she laughs at something you said just for the sake of making her happy.

“What? Life is unpredictable and McCabe is getting more aggressive with the age, I don’t know how much long I still have”

“And your main concern is the world knowing you won me over?”

"Of course not, my sunshine", you reach toward her, brushing your lips so close to hers she can already taste the wine you paired with the pasta. “My main concern is not being able to survive a tackle by Katie, even dead I have a reputation to keep and it’s your duty to defend my honor ‘til your own grave”

It is Leah who is closing the distance now, and even if you wanted to keep the jokes coming - still making sure she does make up a great story about your noble sacrifice if needed - Earth stops running around the sun when she kisses you.

You’re whipped and she’s honored, truly grateful for the opportunity to learn all your ways to show her and the people you care about how much love one can gift the world with.

“I love you”

“Why are you looking at me like that, Williamson?”

“I love you”

“Now you’re scaring me, are you the one dying?”

She knows you, she knows humor is your way to deal with comfortable and uncomfortable situations alike. She knows you’re always up for a good laugh, but she also knows you never say things just for the sake of a joke. Your words are always meaningful, your retorts always smart enough to look effortless.

“You wanna make some big announcement?”, Leah asks with a smile that’s held back by the seriousness behind the question.

“No, but I don’t want to hide us”

“We don’t hide”

“We don’t keep a secret, but sometimes we do hide”

It takes her a moment, but she gets what you’re saying. Your relationship is not hidden per se, not a secret and never denied.

But sometimes the two of you have to delay your greeting and wait for more private settings, or think twice before posting anything on your social media accounts. Sometimes she needs to withhold the instinct to rush to you and be the first to celebrate you for an incredible and game changing goal. Sometimes you need to hold back yourself, walking a step behind with your head down just to refrain from taking her hand in yours.

Usually, you two don’t even realize you're actively hiding the deep love no speculative-but-surprisingly-high-quality video edit can really capture. It happens regardless and it’s starting to make you feel dejected, Leah notices.

“Then we don’t”

You look up, stopping playing around with the now cold pasta. Your girlfriend’s hands are still on your legs, her soft touch never hesitant or refrained despite the tricky topic.

“What are you saying?”

“You know what I’m saying”

Your lover lights up again, the world lights up again.

She’s smiling a lot tonight, she thinks. She’s also perfectly aware of the permanent grin on her face whenever you’re around. She’s whipped too after all.

You wait for her to elaborate, so she does.

“I’m saying we do whatever we want whenever we want, and we share what we feel like sharing about our lives together”

“Whatever we want?”

Leah is pretty sure you have some very specific images in mind, you’re always taking photos of everything and everyone. Needless to say, your girlfriend is by far your favorite subject to capture.

Pictures of her sleeping with face masks on, or her frown while she’s playing board games and not necessarily winning, or when she’s trying outfit after outfit to make sure she’s dressed up for the occasion. Pictures of her taken during intimate moments, not necessarily suggestive but definitely meaningful given the nature of your relationship and the level of trust in each other.

She’s confident you have several photo albums of her in your phone.

You do.

That’s why when you reach for the long forgotten device, putting on a show of taking as many candids as you can, Leah happily plays along. Your shenanigans get a more creative direction, let's say, and some of the photos are taken just for the two of you to admire.

~

“We can soft launch”, she insists hours later, archives improved and clothes forgotten.

You’re lying on your back with her head placed comfortably on your thigh, sheet all over the bed. She can see your pensive gaze, despite you being at ease.

“Who educated you on such slang?”

“Beth but that’s not the point”

“It clearly is, she did the soft launch thing all wrong”

The hand you have between her blonde locks stops its ministration when Leah bursts out laughing like you just said the funniest thing possible.

“Let’s show them how it’s done!”

~

The next couple of days you both shared a bit more on your social media pages, nothing too revealing but enough to give your agent anxiety.

She posted a few photos on her stories, like a restaurant set up that’s most definitely a date and you from behind preparing tea in her kitchen in the middle of the night. Surprisingly you take a more subtle approach, posting teasing pictures but nothing really telling, even if Leah’s in most of them.

It lasts three days, by the end of which you’re even more pissed than before.

“I genuinely can’t believe it! You’re shoving her during practice and you two are basically married, but you post my hand on your thigh and I’m a really supportive friend”

The team’s admin posted some training shots in the morning and the vast majority of the comments are about the cute interaction between your girlfriend and Lia, the two always messing around a bit.

You’re mostly joking but the English capitan is aware that the constant rumors and the oversexualised comments she often receives upset you. Not sparked by jealousy, rather by the lack of respect towards her and her personal life.

“Relax, my love, they comment about us too”

She’s holding you from behind, her hands on your sides and her freshly washed hair leaving wet spots on your shirt. She lays her chin on your shoulder, trying not to giggle too much at some unhinged comments she can read under the posts you are scrolling.

“The way she looks at Leah: same”, you read out loud, faking annoyance. “Oh, that’s enough!”

You must have spotted something that snapped your sudden reaction.

Your lovely girlfriend stays unfazed in her position as you determinately search for a particular photo, type a caption, then stop to silently wait for her approval.

Leah barely nods, but you feel her smile and then her lips on your skin when you post it.

A picture of the two of you looking at each other with heart shaped eyes, dressed up to the nines since it was a snippet of a date on your summer vacation.

Her black attire was to die for and you sure died in some way. The blonde remembers in vivid details your care and attention, slipping it under her with such reverence later that same night.

She shivers, comments already popping in.

“You'd have tagged me”

“They know who you are”, your grin getting bigger by the seconds as you lock your phone and toss it away muted.

You turn around in her arms, and even if you know Leah’s most definitely sporting one of her best smiles, when you look at her it’s life changing.

Oh, the way she lights up your entire existence when her love for you it’s clear on her face.

You pick her up by her thighs, holding her as close as your bodies physically allow.

"Impatient", she teases.

“I’m gonna show you impatience”.

~

fine.

[the-moon-files]

Hi! I'm kinda new here but I was hoping to leave a request or at least something to chew on. So there's this genshin sagau where the reader has a bit of a language barrier with the other characters and I was wondering if that translated over to the Linked Universe as well? Like imagine the boys finding this random person with different clothes, accessories, and they talk in a language never before heard of? What are they, some kind of eldritch being? Meanwhile reader recognizes them obviously but frustratingly can't express any feelings asides from base concepts! Man.

Some funnies include; reader voicing more thoughts out loud now that no one can really understand them and reader eventually learning the language and getting a really sick accent out of it.

That's all my tired brain can think of atm so I bid you adieu. Have a good rest of your day :)

First Official Request!! :D oh and its amazinggg, ooOOO a language barrier AU, genshin? hm wonder who wrote that

Reader wasn’t specified and ive adopted masc!reader as the normal over here, so masc reader it is 👍

Sun: Masc/Male Reader (”you”/he/him)

Orbit: EXTRA LONG Headcanons-ish/scenarios SORRY 😭, Language Barrier AU my beloved

Stars: The Classic Chain of Links <3

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cussing, typical mild loz violence, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

so for the sake of even funnier confusion, lets say the boys kinda missed u falling thru a portal, and instead just see the portal, and it disappears w/nothing coming out

(bc u obv are a competent person and clearly recognize the giant horse head stable from Breath of the Wild and went inside, like to orient urself, u will NOT be a Y/N damsel in distress 💀)

the boys had already been heading to that stable to sleep for the night, and needless to say, u nearly have a fit LMAO

first, the Hero of Time walks in, then the Link from Hyrule Warriors, then from Link’s Awakening? Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Link?? Wind Waker Link, Four Sword Link??? The original Legend of Zelda Link-!!!!

well at least u arent the only weirdly dressed person there

(well, u arent weird looking for the hylians in the stable, theyre used to this weird shit, but the Chain of heroes on the other hand…)

they get to observing their bunkmates for the night, subtly squinting at you, then turning to talk to each other, and slowly every link gets made aware of ur prescense, u didnt think u stood out that bad..

(”くいんね しら んらな すいそらきみについ ちみん らは かくちか まいていりすん はすらも んらなす いすち・”) *

it also quickly becomes obvious to every traveler in the stable that you either cant speak, or wont speak, as when ur exchanging money for rupees at the front desk, the owner is accommodating with you by pointing and grunting and ur just nodding and pointing back

well, its not like when u first greeted the guy u understood even a single thing the guy said, it sounded like some sub-dialect of Japanese or something

u had realized earlier with horror that the game was staying true to its creators, and that most likely everyone spoke a special version of Japanese and ur English ass was abt to be so lonely and confused 😭

Wars/Time/Sky/Four in particular clearly noticed u exchanging all ur currency, as u can see them whispering or glancing at you occasionally as u pocket ur now little green gems the size of coins, rather than strip of paper

(”しにし くい まなとかるるる みらか くちひい すなせいいと・ てくら しらいとみゃか くちひい すなせいいと・ かくちか くちとみゃか すいちりりん そくちみきいし らひいす かくい いすちとね くちと にか てにりし・”)

and the boys move on in the morning, and its acc torture for u bc u had no idea how to even begin to quell their suspicions enough to let you travel along with them

u think u could say u came out a portal, but.. how would tell them that? drawing pictures in the dirt?? 💀

and this just keeps happening.

even when u just try to admire from a distance or even outright just leave them to it and go off to explore Hyrule (as safe as u could after acquiring a weapon and some more clothes)

but its like fate (or maybe Hylia tbh) wants u to run into these legendary heroes (both kinda in ur world and definitely here) constantly

after the stable u manage to run into them in Kakariko Village, which wasnt crazy bc u needed more supplies, and it was the nearest town to the stable

ur sure they noticed, but u outright avoided them out of paranoia or making them paranoid u were following them, and u definitely saw who you thought was the hero of the Four Sword whisper about u as u walked by, not that u caught much

(”るるるかくちかゃと かくい とちもい とかすちみきいほりららのにみき きなん はすらも かくい とかちこりいる てい とくらなりし のいいせ ちみ いんい らみ くにもる”)

but you’d started to recognize some Japanese words! …and tbh anime is the only reason for that, something definitely like “watch, him” 💀

which rlly didnt make u feel any better, and u avoided them even harder, u bought a map, so u made sure to head in the opposite direction of them out of, lets be honest, kinda lowkey fear of what theyd do if they thought u were stalking them

but despite u trying to actively go away from them, either you, or them, would show up everywhere the other went,

you passed by Wind playing in the water in Zora’s Domain,

Twilight riding Epona around the plains in Central Hyrule, Sky hanging laundry outside Wild’s house in Hateno

Honest-to-fucking-god seeing Wars, Wild, and Legend all crossdress to sneak into Gerudo village- u cant fucking escape them-

and the worst part is, you cant understand anyone, other than some basic words atp 😭

its as the Chain come from a path that merges onto yours on the way to Rito Village when Legend snaps first

You’re not even surprised, tbh it was more surprising it took them so long 💀

(”にかゃと んらな!! ちきちにみ!!! てくん ちすぃ んらな はらりりらてにみき なと・ くらて ちすぃ んらな はらりりらてにみき なと・・ くらて ちすぃ てぃ はらりりらてにみき んらな・・!!”)

the look on ur face must have drawn some pity from Twilight bc he’s trying to talk Legend out of his yelling and pointing his sword at you,

(”ひいか そちりも しらてみ! りにのい んらな とちにしね に かくにみの ていゃひい ちりとら とらもいくらて こいいみ はらりりらてにみき かくいも からら!”)

Wars joins in, giving you a confused look, before talking to the group at large, most of which have their hands near their weapons, but dont look that inclined to use them, thank the fucking gods or whoever rules over Hyrule-

(”かくい す���みそくいす くちと ち せらにみかね かくにと すいいのと らは もちきにそ ちみし にゃも となすい にかゃと くんりにちゃと しらにみきる てい とくらなりし まなとか かすん から かちりの から かくいもね といい には かくいんゃすい いさせいすにいみそにみき ちみんかくにみき とかすちみきいる”)

oh no. they want to talk you, you barely picked out in their argument

Time nods in agreement, before stepping forward to talk first, you cant even imagine how anxious u look rn lol

(”かくい らかくいすと ちすい すにきくかね かくにと にと りらみき らひいすしないる もん みちもい にと かにもいね ちみし かくいとい ちすい もん かすちひいりにみき そらもせちみにらみとね ちと にゃも となすい んらなゃひい きちかくいすいし はすらも なと すなみみにみき にみから いちそく らかくいす とら もなそくる てくちかゃと んらなす みちもい・”)

why has Hylia forsaken you. what did you do to not receive some sort of fancy natural translator power in ur brain or something after getting portaled here, its the least she could do for fucks sake- talking to someone in a diff. language is SO much harder than just listening to them to understand what theyre saying-

you desperately try to recall the words people have said at stables and whatnot when introducing themselves, before they realized you couldnt speak the same language

(”Uh… もん みちもい にと… and I’m not following you…とらすすん”)

you just try to say ur name and then say sorry LMAO 😭

Nearly every Link is staring at you bug-eyed in shock, confusion, and understanding all at once

the Chain’s attitude changes pretty quick after that, and they quickly connect the dots after, yes, u do a drawing of a portal in the dirt 💀

u gather from the few words u can get that it was indeed magic (probably Hylia) that kept shortcutting you and the group of heroes together over and over again

…

she can move your position in space time and yet she cant get u an auto-translator after being forced to be here.

(in the middle of u drawing to communicate Hyrule manages to understand the gist of what you meant by that and laughs)

the Chain are quick to be very accomdating, Wars/Sky/Wild all offering to try and better teach u their language, but in return they want to learn yours?

actually, that was smth u noticed pretty early on in the ensuing weeks of travel, was the fascination they had w/English and ur voice??

Wind constantly rambled at you and poked and smiled at you to try and get you to ramble back, and after getting more comfortable around them,

u start to talk like they cant understand a word ur saying, which is entirely accurate, and you notice some like to lean in when you talk, or respond with humming/saying smth like u can understand, or even just gesture for u to keep going

Four/Time/Legend?? surprisingly/Hyrule/Twilight like when u get rlly talkative like ur having a one-sided convo w/them all the time, and they constantly are looking at you poinetedly to hear u narrate whatever ur doing or give a response whenever they same something at you (Rulie/Four/Twi/ and sometimes Time, (and he turns away but Legend too) give a little smile whenever you ramble)

Wild is Very Interested in your langauage, bc the Zora, Rito, Gerudo, and Gorons all had their native tongue that he ended up learning, and so he constantly makes notes to try and decipher some of what ur saying in English

he lights up anytime ur able to successfully tell him another something abt it, like the alphabet, or grammar or structure etc

they seem to pay attention esp in the mornings or late at night? ur not sure why until Wind both draw pictures and tries to get the general idea to you to explain

(”かくいんゃすい ちりり きちんる んらなす ちそそいみか にと くらか ちみし んらなす ひらにそい にと しいいせる かくいんゃすい ていちのる”)

smth abt ur voice being nice? deep? but theirs do that too? u dont get it, but thank him anyway

they also help u out at markets, keep out of trouble w/locals, and other misc tasks that need some language help

everythings going great, the Chain trusts you, ur getting better at their language every day, and bc English is one of the hardest languages to learn in the world, theyre slowly getting some of urs!

it isnt until ur camping out in the Temple of Time when things get weird again

Not only is there English carved into the walls, which u read as the Chain give u “explain now” looks and u communicate that the rlly ancient looking script they may or may not be able to read is, in fact, the written version of ur language-

but then another portal opens, and there’s sentences wrapped around the edges, which are fully in English too.

☆

* = hint: JIS

So i love ciphers for language barrier AUs, so have a cypher! have fun decoding it if u like, but don’t worry abt translating it, as its purposefully not important for u to enjoy this :)

JFC IM SO SORRY AB THE LENGTH I WROTE THIS FROM MIDNIGHT TO LIKE 1:30 AM- UGH sometimes this happens when i get on a scenario kick, SORRY 😭😭

also so sorry abt late reply! at least i already established im slow w/u guys so ig its not a huge surprise 😭

tysm for the request it was such a fun idea to write abt :D

i also like genshin, just a little bit u could say, so it was cool to see this carryover across fandoms lol

language barrier is so versatile, could be angst, crack, etc. so that makes sense

have a great weekend!!

Peace out,

🌙

[ghostbsuter]

I'm on the writing grind, you can see that I just finished rewatching the Teen Titans (2003).

Edit: Here is some art I did for Titan!Phantom

.・゜-: ✧ :-

(The end is near.)

Gripping the communicator, the bright yellow case with a cartoonish 'T' on top glared back at him.

(The portal was growing.)

He presses the button, the communicator switches on and he calls out.

"Phantom to Titans, do you hear me? Phantom to Titans."

The crackling sound came as a sign of connection, It didn't take any heavy weight off, however.

"Robin here, Phantom? Everything alright?" The soothing voice of Teen Titans leader answers him, and he suppresses a sigh.

"Robin," he bites his lip, the portal only growing.

The ghost zone is eating Amity and all just because fucking Vlad couldn't, for one ancient time, sit still.

"I—" a deep breath. "I'm sorry," he apologises with a wince. "You're gonna be really angry at me when you... find out."

Concern leaks through the voice as Robin speaks. "Phantom? What's going on?"

Thr screen on the communicator switches on and Robins brow knitted expression stares back at him.

It quickly changes, alarmed. "Phantom." The vigilante says. "Is Amity Park okay? Do you need backup?"

Always on the right track, dear leader. Danny shakes his head fondly.

"It's too late for backup," he admits quietly.

"Phan—"

"Just tell new members of me, okay?"

Danny doesn't let the other finish, giving a bitter smile before throwing the communicator on the ground, breaking it.

The familiar yet threatening green of the ghost zone welcomes him.

—

"Titans! Emergency call, Phantom got a situation!"

The bright red lights is enough for the rest of the team to flood to the common room.

"Rob?" Cyborg asks. "What's the situation?"

"We don't know!" The bird answers, stressed. He's pulling the audio and video recording of the call up to the monitor, replaying it for the team.

They don't figure it out until they are at Amity, landing with the jet and jumping from their seats.

Raven and Starfire fly ahead, and they all reach the border of Amity.

Or what of Amity remains.

Because–

The entire city is gone—!!

Complete annihilation.

(When robin finds out who did this, he will have words with them.)

"Robin," Raven waves them all over to her side. She's crouching, hand in a sphere of black, her magic. "Amity wasn't destroyed. It was relocated."

Her expression is grim. "Someone abducted a whole city."

All he does is nod, looking at the team before him.

"Someone call Herald, Titans, we got work to do. Our mission is to find Amity Park, Phantom, and save both." With sombre nods, they prepared for take off.

"Titans! Go!"

And they separate.

[feralforfrank]

An idea for biker!Simon Riley x reader? ahhh this video made me go feral lol. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTFQQG3cw/

biker! simon riley x gn!reader

cw light choking (seggsual ig)

note hope you liked this! i'm going to be fantasising about biker!simon if someone needs me. (the tiktok for anyone who wants it)

okok listen.

you bounce on the balls of your feet, excitedly waiting for simon's bike's familiar roar. you clutch your helmet, checking your phone every two seconds.

he'd texted you last night about a road trip with his friends and a couple of bikers soap knew. you were supposed to go on a date tonight, but the idea of spending the entire day riding with him sounded like paradise. so you immediately agreed.

he'd told you to gear up and wait for him outside of your apartment building. you didn't have full gear yet, but a black weather jacket with three skull stickers on one sleeve and a ghost on the front pocket.

you don't wait much longer, as he rounds the corner of your block and the roar of his engine lowers to a buzzing purr. you almost squeal in excitement, your pace fast, almost running to him.

"hi, si!" you kiss the side of his helmet as he lifts his visor up.

"'ello, luvie. you excited?" your eager nod makes him smirk. his eyes lower to the helmet in your hands, frowning. "why aren'ya wearin' tha'?"

"i couldn't secure it." you look at him sheepishly. "help me?" you offer the helmet to him.

he sighs heavily, rolling his eyes and feigning annoyance. he grabs it anyway, pulling his gloves off, and gently pulling it down your head.

you watch him fiddle with the clasp, eyes narrowed in concentration. a grin spreads, the stupid ideas lightbulb lighting up. before you second-think it, you slam simon's visor down, giggling as he freezes, stunned.

your giggles turn into a gasp as simon's bigger hand grasps the chin of your helmet, pulling you closer. "playin' games, huh?"

you shrug, a giggle escaping. his hand slips down, finding its usual place around your throat. your breath hitches, the familiar heat between your legs intensifying. as if watching him pull up, geared up, muscles bulging, thighs all big and biteable, wasn't enough.

"ya g'nna be a brat today? gimme a hard time?" he squeezes, his touch soft and warm, as he goes back to tightening the clasp.

"ngh—no." you have to remind yourself the public space you're standing in right now.

"g'nna be a good girl, then?" you hum, your cheeks burning.

he grunts, appreciating the response. he releases you gently, and you almost whine at the loss of contact.

"y'ready. hop on."

you watch him sit on his bike, muscles flexing. and you're sure you're drooling. gooooood, this is going to be a long day. the burning thump-thump between your thighs agrees.

[pa-pa-plasma]

hey i feel like we're really sleeping on that time Danny possessed Vlad & framed him for assaulting a minor

Editing with the clip because people don't believe me. Episode is 41: Eye for an Eye.

[weirdmageddon]

It's not totally clear here why Dave's dream self appears to be already awake while his real self is also awake. I think we must infer that his dream self is in some sort of "waking trance" where he's technically awake but too preoccupied by certain things to be considered fully awake.

thinking about jade being lonely as hell on her island and going to sleep waking up on prospit and seeing john (not knowing his name yet) asleep plagued with the creepy dersite doll dreams with the scary teeth and just aughhhh

and she’d like overhear the white queen talk about the dark kingdom derse and the prince(sse)s of the moon that are there and trying to attract as little attention as possible jade would fly out there through the medium because shes so lonely. and she’d go to the purple moons’ towers. she’d find a girl is sound asleep in her purple robes and bed. but the other kid on the moon she finds is awake! except… not really. more like in a trance state. awake but not conscious. but she likes to hear whatever garbled stuff this triangle-speced boy has to say

the trip is long but jade visits this boy a few times since he’s the only non-asleep person like her she can interact with face to face. he usually seems lost in his own world, usually listening to music or talking to himself about stuff that doesnt make much sense. when she’s deprived of sapient affection she’ll touch him in small gestures like holding his hand while he listens to his music and he’ll squeeze back instinctually, and it helps her experience a microdose of the human connection. maybe he doesnt get much in the way of sapient affection either. when she hears The Horrors of the furthest ring another dream headset pops into existence for her to listen along with him and they listen to whatever music hes making. who is he

[ginkashino]

make-believe family

[tomriddlehyperfixataion]

Cheated - Tom Riddle x Reader- Oneshot

Very late valentines day fic-enjoy! also attempting to write here on tumblr instead of on my word doc-lets see if that helps

"warning"; smut. i havent written it in a minute so sorry if its bad

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Tom Riddle sits on the steps that lead into Hogwarts castle, a pile of roses at his feet, meant for his girlfriend of two years.

But she never arrived for their date at the new restaurant in Hogsmeade. He had given her time, and allowed her some grace just in case she was running late or getting ready with her friends, since it was their anniversary, and Valentines day, and girls got excited about that thing.

But then 10 minutes turned to 30…then an hour, then two. Then he had to leave the restaurant since he was sitting alone for a two-person reservation and they couldn’t hold his table forever. He’d felt so stupid walking back from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, wondering what the hell had made his girlfriend get so caught up that she was more than two hours late to their anniversary date!

And then he saw it, heard it first, her giggling with another boy, the two standing too close under an archway. He felt sick to his stomach-really? Really???

Then they kissed and he turned away, going the long way around to get back into the castle.

Two years. Two fucking years he spent on this girl, he had opened up, let her in, went against what he had taught himself to be for her and she fucking cheated on him.

That’s how he ended up here on the steps of the main courtyard, he didn’t want to see that bitch again for a while.

“You too eh?” Tom looked up at the sudden voice, seeing a fellow Hogwarts student standing in front of him, looking dressed for a date-much like he was-but also very disappointed and tired. He blinked at her, he had the same look In her eyes that he felt in his chest, betrayal.

“Got cheated on?” Tom asked dryly and the girl nodded, moving to sit next to him and sulk on the steps, kicking off her heels. The two sit there in awkward silence as the late winter breeze flows between them, the sun is already beginning to set and with it the night chill sets in.

The girl eventually hands her box of chocolates meant for her shitty boyfriend to Tom and he stares at them for a long moment, glancing at the girl. "Happy shitty valentines Day," she mutters and he takes the chocolates, hesitating for a moment before picking up the roses at his feet and handing them to her.

"Happy shitty valentines day," he says back quietly and she smiles sadly as she takes the roses he had picked out for his, now soon to be ex, girlfriend. The two sit there for a few minutes longer and the sun sets quickly, Tom gets to his feet and so does the girl, who has yet to introduce herself but Tom didn't feel like socializing right now, and it seems she didn't either.

But they walked back into the castle together anyway, her holding the roses meant for Lilith-his soon to be ex-and him holding the chocolates meant for her, soon to be ex, boyfriend. The halls were filled with happy couples, there were a few others that looked brokenhearted or were single and happy, but the sight simply made Tom's sadness turn to white-hot rage, his fist clenching at his side, the box of chocolates in his hand crumpling a bit as he and the girl walked down the hall.

They hadn't meant to, but they had walked side by side all the way back to the Slytherin common room-as they were both of that house. "Pureblood." Tom snapped out and the door opened and he stepped inside, beelining it to his room, not even saying goodbye to the girl as she went over to her friends, who went straight to comforting her as they saw her expression.

Tom slammed the door of his dorm room closed, ripping off his tie and blazer, breathing through his teeth as he thought back to the time he had foolishly waited for Lilith to arrive at their date, sitting there alone with roses at a table for two, pathetically waiting and waiting as looks of pity came from the restaurant staff.

He was so humiliated, two years, two fucking years. all to be wasted by the girl he had let himself open up to. He felt humiliated, betrayed, and angry. He wanted to break something-he really did. Lilith had been his first girlfriend, she had been determined and stubborn to try and be his girl and eventually, he let her in, having been impressed by her determination.

And now? Now she had just-cheated on him, for who knows how long?!

He let out an angry yell and threw his pillow across the room, pacing around as he pressed his palms to his eyes, rage building in his chest the longer he thought about the last two years. How much of it was a lie? How long had she been tricking him?? Him! Tom Marvolo Riddle! he was the heir of Slytherin, he prided himself on his control and ability to pick out lies from other people and manipulate them into revealing their true selves.

He had let his guard down with Lilith, and now he paid the price-he had gotten hurt and he wanted to hurt her back. He wanted to rip out her heart and crush it before her eyes, get revenge on the bitch who got him to trust her, and then crushed that trust to pieces.

He stews in his anger as he changes out of the stupid suit he had worn for the stupid date, he skips dinner that night, thinking of ways to get his revenge on Lilith-he would make her hurt, hurt just as much as she hurt him-make her feel used and pathetic like he felt now.

Oh yes. Lilith would regret cheating on him, there was no doubt about that.

-

He stared her down the next day as she walked up to him while he sat at the Slytherin table at breakfast, his eyes cold while he looked upon his sheepish soon be ex-girlfriend. "I’m soooo sorry Tom," she began, and Tom let her make a fool of herself in front of him as she attempted to apologize for 'forgetting' about their date. "My friend's boyfriend stood her up on their date and I just couldn't leave her, i totally forgot about our anniversary date last night and I’m soooo sorry darling,"

Tom clicked his jaw, staring daggers into Lilith who attempted to smooth her way back into the spot beside him but he stood up, glaring down at her-almost baring his teeth. "How fucking dare you?" he hissed out, Lilith going wide-eyed as he cursed at her, usually he talked formally so to hear him curse was surprising. "How dare you lie to me, for who knows how long?!"

This caught the attention of everyone in the great hall, all watching the fight unfolding between Tom Riddle-the boy who held the heart of almost every girl in Hogwarts, and Lilith Castee-the girl who was the envy of Tom's fangirls, since she had 'won' him; but it seemed now she had lost him.

"Tom," Lilith chuckled out nervously, holding up her hands as she stood up again to face him. "what-what are you talking about?" Tom screwed his face into a snarl, his eyes burning with rage.

"What's his name eh?? Who was so damn important that you cheated on me!? On our two-year anniversary!!?" the whole hall gasped in shock-she cheated on him?! what??? Who the hell would cheat on Tom freaking Riddle!? The hottest guy in school???

Lilith stumbled for her words, her eyes flickering about as she felt everyone's gaze on her now. "i-i-i don't-i don't know what you're talking about darling-" Tom clicked his jaw, shaking his head, slamming his fist on the table.

"Don't lie to me! I saw you! last night! you left me sitting at that bloody restaurant for hours and when I came back-i see you making out with some guy! " Tom yells, his face starting to burn with anger, looking down at the girl he wasted two years on, who looked so humiliated and pathetic as she cowered before him, everyone watching the confrontation unfold.

Lilith stutters and he huffs down at her, hissing through his teeth. "I can't believe I actually trusted you, what a fucking mistake." he hisses out and pushes past her, Lilith chasing after him as the great hall burst into gossip.

-

Word that Tom Riddle was single again spread like wildfire, many of his fangirls prettying themselves up to be his rebound and possible new girlfriend, but that was the last thing on his mind. He was angry, humiliated, upset, and most of all; betrayed.

Getting a new girlfriend was easily the last thing he wanted right now, the wound of Lilith's betrayal too fresh on his heart and mind, there was no way he could even think of another girl right now, it had taken a year for Lilith to gain his trust enough to try and date her, and now that trust was shattered.

If someone could spend so much time gaining his trust only to break it-how could he trust any other girl to not to the same??

He ignored every love note he got and every box of chocolate he got in the daily mail; he threw them out-the only box of chocolates he had accepted had been from the girl from before, which he had eaten already-they were good chocolates.

Lilith keeps attempting to get back into his good graces but he refuses to let her back in, and no amount of blubbering or bullshit apologies will make up for it. 'i was drunk!' yeah fucking right. 'he slipped me a love potion!' Tom could smell that lie coming from a mile away. 'it was mistake.' damn right, but like hell he was going to accept that as any sort of apology.

She had broken his trust in her, and she would never have it again.

-

For all of Lilith's blubbering, it doesn't stop her from continuing to snog that boy she had cheated on him with, and when he sees them together; he’s angry. Jealous? No. pissed? Yes. it's at that same time he learns that the boy, had also been that girl's ex-BF that cheated on her.

The girl's name is (y/n), and he finds that important because they will get revenge on their exes together. He crafts a plan when he overhears the boy complaining about his ex, (y/n), about how she's upset that he cheated but it was 'her fault' because she never 'put out' and 'a man has needs!'

Tom has never wanted to call someone a mother fucking bitch more than at that moment.

But he has a feeling (y/n) is feeling just as angry as he is, and what better way to get back at their cheating exes... than to start dating each other while their exes whine and beg? it's a cruel plan, and he knows he's pretty much just using (y/n) to make Lilith squirm but hey, in his mind; she's also getting something out of his plan-dating him and making her ex jealous.

He goes up to (y/n) one day during study period, sliding into the seat next to her, eyes automatically going to the two as Tom Riddle, once again Hogwarts hottest bachelor, sits next to (y/n). she looked up at him from her book and note parchment, raising her brow.

"I have a plan," Tom began, not bothering to introduce himself-she knew who he was. (y/n) blinked at him and slowly sat up straight, giving him her full attention. "I was thinking, our exes cheated on us with each other, yes?" (y/n) nodded, a flicker of anger in her eyes and Tom smirked, yes-that was what he was looking for. "how would you like to get some, petty revenge?"

Now he had her full attention. hook, line, and sinker.

(y/n) agrees to, well, start dating him to have some petty revenge on their exes, and Tom revels in the look of jealousy on their faces when they go to dinner that night and sit together, (y/n) now in the spot where Lilith once sat, tucked neatly into Tom's side with his arm around her; resting on her hip.

Tom hides his petty smirk behind his goblet and (y/n) can't help but grin as her ex seethes at the sight of her in Tom Riddle's arms. Tom was easily a 10, while her ex Trevor was barely a 7, and now she was quite glad she never let him 'hit it' as the boys said.

Tom sells the bit of a charming boyfriend, walking her to and from classes and kissing her hand when he had to leave her side to go to his own class or do head boy duties. It was all very nice, even If (y/n) knew this was just as revenge for their cheating exes, it was...well nice to have a boyfriend who actually was a boyfriend, even if he was pretty emotionally reserved.

Trevor, her ex, was never...good at the boyfriend thing. Now, weeks after the fact, she didn't even know why she started dating him, he had ignored her half the time and complained every time she wouldn't let him have sex with her, something inside her had told her not to let him touch her that way and it seemed her warning signs had all been right-since he, instead of waiting for her like a good boyfriend, decided to just cheat on her with another, with Tom Riddles girlfriend nonetheless.

Honestly, how Tom just straight up hadn't cursed them to high heaven was a mystery, because she knew she wanted to.

Meanwhile, while (y/n) knew(thought) this was all just a revenge plan and her dating Tom Riddle would most likely end at some point, Tom was feeling...otherwise.

(y/n) was cute, adorable even, sexy too, he found himself staring at her a lot once they started petty dating, his eyes drawn to her hair as it curled over her ear, or to her thighs as she would sit on the couch and it would ride up on her thighs. He found it easy to listen to her, her voice was very nice, and she always had interesting things to say. and she listened to him, even when it seemed like she wasn't, she remembered things about him that he offhandedly mentioned once-like how he liked lemon bars, and then made him some a few days later.

"How'd you know?" Tom asked, bewildered, not even remembering he had mentioned he liked them. (y/n) just shrugged. "You said you liked them." She had said with a smile before going back to her potions essay. She also remembered other things, even when he didn't mention them-like how he liked his books in a certain order and she had helped him pack his bag while in a rush and he realized she had packed it in the particular way he liked; or how he didn't like the school supplied ink and got him a fresh inkwell of premium ink from the Hogsmeade store one weekend after he had offhandedly mentioned how he didn't like the school supplied ink after having to use it one day in class.

She noticed things about him, and remembered them...Lilith had never done that.

He was getting confused, he had done this for revenge on his cheating ex-he knew that, but...was he...starting to like (y/n)?

He thinks he was. She was nice but not in a pushover way, she was sweet but not in an overwhelming way, she was funny but knew when to be serious, she was pretty(beautiful actually) but didn't flaunt it, affectionate but didn't demand it 24/7.

He stared at her while they sat across from each other during a study period, watching her fiddle with her quill and tap the tip against her notebook, his eyes drawing to her lip as she nibbled at it in thought.

"Fuck." Tom muttered to himself, feeling the heart he had locked up upon learning of Lilith's betrayal try to burst out of its cage. His chest filled with warmth and his face began to warm with blush as he just watched (y/n) do her school work, and that was strangely so attractive.

Maybe more would come out of this petty revenge than making Lilith and Trevor jealous.

-

(y/n) flipped the page of her book as she sat on the couch, her back against Tom's side as his arm lay back on the couch, his fingers grazing her hair every few seconds, which (y/n) had gotten used to after the first few times and had relaxed into the feeling, it was quite nice. Tom gazed down at her even as he talked to his friends, who either talked about the recent Hogwarts gossip or about some sort of snooty party coming up that they had to go to because their pureblood parents were making them.

His gaze was torn away from (y/n) as his friends go almost silent, one making an 'oooh' sound as he sees Lilith walking up to him, her face set into a pathetic pout, her hands tugging at her skirt as she comes to a stop next to the couch. "Tommy," Lilith starts but Tom glares at her.

"Do not call me that." he hisses out and his friends chuckle and make faces at Lilith behind her back as Tom's hand goes down to (y/n)'s shoulder and he squeezes it, feeling himself calm just a little bit as (y/n) shuffled against his side.

Lilith clears her throat awkwardly, shuffling on her feet. "Tom, I just-wanted to apologize, i did something stupid and it was a great mistake, i regret what I did to you every day and I hope-i hope you could give me another chance." Tom stares at her, his jaw clicking. he stands, his hand drawing from (y/n)'s shoulder to rest on the other.

"Another chance?" Tom asks quietly, staring into Lilith's soul like she was the devil. Lilith nods, smiling weakly. "I love you Tom, I was foolish to forget that for some silly one-night stand." Lilith says, attempting to step closer but Tom glares and she steps back.

"One night stand? You love me? Merlin, you must be even stupider than I thought-if you loved me, you never would've even thought about another man, if you loved me, you never would've stood me up on our two-year anniversary, you would've never cheated on me, with another girl's boyfriend nonetheless." Tom hisses out, gesturing back to (y/n) who seemed she would rather be left out of the conversation but Tom was making a point.

"And one night stand???" Tom continues, seething. "Please. I see you two still snogging in the damn hallways when I try to do my head boy duties, you still sit with each other during meals, you practically fuck in plain sight! Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think me to be foolish enough to let myself fall for another one of your lies?!" Tom hisses out, clenching his fist at his side as everyone else in the room stares at the confrontation between the two exes.

Lilith opens and closes her mouth like a fish out of water and Tom hisses through his teeth. "Hell will freeze over the day I even think about forgiving you, let alone give you another chance. Besides, I have someone else now, and she's far better than you ever were." Tom says, gesturing back to (y/n) again and she blushes, hiding behind her book. Lilith glares at him and (y/n) and she runs off, humiliated once again as whispers begin to echo in the room.

Tom huffs and sits back down, glaring at his lap as (y/n) peeks at him over her book. With one look to the other surrounding them, they're left alone to talk, as Tom could tell that (y/n) wanted to talk. "soooo," she started, closing her book and setting it on the coffee table in front of the couch-looking back at Tom.

He looks back at her, his shoulders relaxing a bit as she shifts to face him, sitting back on her heels. "We got together to get revenge on them, right?" (y/n) asks and Tom slowly nods. (y/n) thinks about what she wants to say and how she should say it. It had been about three months now since they had gotten together to get petty revenge on their exes, now that Tom had spoken his mind to Lilith; and a few days earlier she had cursed off Trevor for trying to get her back with weak apologies and candies she didn't even like, did they need to keep up the act?

"Yes, but-" Tom speaks before she can speak her mind and she sees him shift in his seat, looking awkward-Tom Riddle never looked awkward. he was always confident, always sure of himself. Seeing him unsure of himself was...odd. "I...I'm not good at feelings, I'm sure you've figured that out by now." (y/n) nods, tilting her head at Tom. "Lilith pursued me for a whole year before I began to date her, and even after all that, she still cheated on me, and I wanted revenge on her. You were the perfect one to get that revenge with because she cheated on me with your ex." (y/n) nods again, wondering where this is going.

Tom sighs, running his hand through his hair, messing it up a bit. "I...At first, this thing between us was just to get back at them, as I'm sure it has been for you." (y/n) slowly nods, narrowing her eyes as her heart begins to beat faster in her chest, butterflies in her chest-was he...doing what she thought he was doing? Tom huffs, his leg starting to bounce as he looked at her, but avoided her gaze. "But-these last three months I've...I never felt...this way with Lilith, she...she didn't listen to me, not really, looking back I don't know why I stayed with her-first girlfriend attachment I suppose."

(y/n) is red in the face now, 'felt this way'....What did he mean by that?!

Tom bites the inside of his lip, making eye contact with her now, his pupils dilating as he looks at her. "I don't know how, or why but you...you've stolen me, heart and soul, in only three months, you listen to me, you make me...feel-and I don't know how to handle it, you've accomplished what Lilith tried to do in two years in less than three months and...i don't know if you want to continue this relationship, but...I do. I want to be with you, for real, and not just to get back at our exes." Tom confesses, looking away from her once more, anxiously picking at his thumb as (y/n) stares at him in shock, her jaw drops open as she blinks rapidly.

He...he likes her...he actually really liked her-he wanted to continue their relationship, he wanted them to be together for real, with no ulterior motive.

She had utterly no idea what to say-no idea what to tell him-so she settled for not saying anything and instead grabbing his tie and pulling him into a kiss.

Because she felt the same way.

Tom let out a sound of surprise before he grabbed her face and kissed her back, shifting his leg so he was leaning over her, moving his lips against hers in an almost desperate passion. (y/n) melted as he kissed her, his lips warm, soft, and hungry, like he had been starved for proper, real, affection.

She's being pushed down onto the couch with him above her, his hands still on her face, tangling in her hair as his body hovers above her, his knee between her legs as he climbs on top of her. Her breath hitches as their mouths open and his tongue presses against hers and almost goes into her mouth, her hands clutching his shoulders as he makes a groaning sound that sends shivers down her spine.

"What the fuck?!" Tom pops up at the sudden voice, practically baring his teeth at Lilith and Trevor as they had returned for one reason or another, Trevor looking utterly miffed to see his ex snogging Lilith's ex.

"So you'll never let me even touch you after a whole year but three months and you'll let him stick his tongue down your throat?!" Trevor practically yells at (y/n) and she glares back, her lips starting to swell from Tom's kiss.

Tom doesn't give either of them a chance to talk further as he scoops (y/n) up and carries her to his private dorm room(perks of being head boy). "Honestly I don't know why I even dated him," (y/n) says into his shoulder as he kicks his door closed and then tosses (y/n) on her bed, smirking as she squeals at the sudden action.

"first boyfriend attachment?" Tom guessed, as that was likely why he stayed with Lilith even though, now, he was pretty sure he never actually liked her. (y/n) tilted her head in thought then nodded.

"I...yeah I mean, he was the first guy to ask me out and I wanted to give it a chance, never left because... I dunno, thought no one else would want to," (y/n) mumbled, Tom stepping closer to her and then claiming on top of her again, kissing her deeply. 'guess I was wrong' (y/n) thought, kissing Tom back and pushing her head into the kiss as his hands grabbed her sides as he hovered over her.

Heat rises between them, their tongues push together and his hands are in her hair again, his palms on her cheeks as she grips at his neck and shoulders, her legs rising to slowly wrap around his hips.

She and Trevor had never gone this far, hell she had maybe only kissed him a few times, she supposed that meant she never actually liked him because she was really enjoying this with Tom, she liked kissing him, and she loved the heat growing between them.

Tom felt the same way, for his whole 2 years with Lilith he almost thought he was broken because he never really felt anything towards his ex, even when she tried to initiate things between them, but here, on his bed, kissing (y/n), he feels the heat and the passion and the want for her and he's not broken-he just needed to find the right girl.

"Too fast?" Tom breathes against her cheek as he pulls away from the kiss to press his lips to her jaw and go lower. (y/n) shakes her head, tugging at his robe and he takes his hands off her face to shrug it off. "Not at all," (y/n) whispers back and he chuckles against her chin as he kisses down to her neck.

(y/n) lets out a shuddering breath as his hands find her hips again and his thumb rubs into her sides, his lips on her neck-her breath coming out in short pants as he licks at her skin; she lets out a quiet sound that makes Tom lick her neck again and she can feel the smirk on his lips as he peppers sensual kisses all along her neck.

She gasps out his name as he finds her sweet spot, which she didn't know she had, and begins to nibble at it, leaving a red mark on her once unblemished skin. "I've never..." (y/n) starts but Tom just kisses her again, looking into his eyes-his pupils blown wide with lust.

"Neither have I," he whispers back and she kisses him, pulling him down by his neck as his hands go down to her skirt and unbuttons it before tugging it off, his belt following and then soon the rest of their clothes follow suit.

She gazes at his body and her body shudders with want, her face flushed with heat as she looks upon his pale and lean body, he certainly wasn't a quidditch player but he wasn't skinny either, he looked just right. he admired her body just the same, his eyes gazing over her breasts, her tummy pouch, her thighs, and hip dips; his mouth watering for a taste of her untouched skin.

(y/n) gasps as his mouth descends on her skin, licking at her breasts and nipples, catching one on his tongue and drawing the nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, and (y/n) sighs out his name, pushing her chest towards his mouth as his hands travel across the rest of her body, her hands practically glued to his shoulders to ground herself as she felt his tongue on her breasts-which she hadn't known were sensitive till now.

"Fuck-" Tom curses under his breath as his hand dips between her thighs and feels her pussy, her arousal quickly coating his fingers as he felt her clit, his fingers dipping into her entrance which has her gasping and grabbing his wrist as his finger pumps into her cunt, watching as her face twists in pleasure and her breath caught in her chest.

"Tom," she breathes out and he kisses her again, his other hand on her neck and then trailing down to her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, thumbing her pert nipple as he fights the groan in his throat.

She wraps her hands around the back of his head as she pants and moans into the kiss, her face burning with heat as his fingers push in and out of her pussy, the slick sound of it making her face burn even more.

Tom watches it all with a dark gaze, his mouth slightly open as he watches every reaction, listens to each sound she makes, his cock hard as it aches to be inside her. "Fuck," he groaned again, pulling his fingers out and slicking his cock up with her arousal that was on his fingers and palm, pressing the red-tipped head of his cock to her pussy, holding her hand above her head as he leans over her. "might hurt," he whispers out, having done his research on sex after all, and guides his cock into (y/n)'s virgin pussy.

Tears burn in her eyes for a moment as she feels the head of his cock enter her, pushing past her entrance-a strong pinching feeling coming from below her navel as Tom takes her virginity, and she takes his. He eases into her, taking deep breathes as shivers run up his spine; (y/n)'s tight, wet, and hot, surrounding his cock which makes him want to fuck her into the mattress-but he eases in, soon flush against her pelvis and he waits, clutching her hip and her hand tightly as his bangs hang in his eyes.

"Fuck." he groans, his mouth open as he pants.

(y/n) whines and moves her hips against his, his cock sliding in and out just enough to snap Tom's control and he begins to thrust, groaning as (y/n) writhes under him, her legs hooking around his hips and her free hand grabbing at his neck, moaning out his name loudly as his hips smacked against her thighs-his cock fucking deep inside her.

"Tom!" she cried out and Tom groaned out her name in turn, his vision blurry from pleasure as he leaned back and gripped her hips, fucking into her rough and quick as her back arched, almost screaming out his name as she twisted the sheets in her fists-her body spasaming as she came, Tom following suit a few moments later, gasping as he came inside her, his hips stuttering at the feeling before he practically collapsed on top of her.

They breathed heavily before Tom spoke weakly in her ear. "I get why everyone's obsessed with sex now," he grumbled and (y/n) giggled, feeling him smile against her cheek as he rolled them over, her now laying on his chest.

-

(y/n) hides her smile into Tom's shoulder when Trevor practically blows a fuse when he sees the marks on her neck at dinner, along with the fact that the two of them very much look like they had sex, hair still a bit messy and their eyes glinting with that satisfaction.

Tom sneers a fake smile at Lilith and kisses (y/n)'s forehead as she giggles against him.

-end-

I ACTUALLY FINISHED WRITING SOMETHING AHHH

[enjoythesilentworld]

💜 wilmon;

"I thought you were asleep."

you are keeping me sane by supplying so many good prompts so thank you. here have some fluff! (if you squint this is ftts wilmon) 🩷🌲

"I thought you were asleep," Wille says softly, brown eyes glowing in the dim lamplight.

“I thought you were asleep,” Simon repeats and crosses the living room to hover over his boyfriend, who really should be sleeping because it’s three in the morning, but is instead curled up on the couch, reading a book, pen smeared across his cheek. 

He shrugs and gestures with the book as a way of explanation, and Simon takes the opportunity to climb into Wille’s lap, curling up in his warmth and nuzzling into his neck, wishing he could take away the anxiety he knows is the reason Wille is up right now. 

Simon whispers, “You could’ve woken me up,” and threads his fingers through the hair on the nape of Wille’s neck, placing the other on his chest and beginning to rub soothing circles; he can’t do much, but he can do this.

Wille leans into the touch, and tilts his head against Simon’s, humming, “You’ve got that performance coming up, you need your beauty sleep,” fingers pressing random patterns into Simon’s skin where they grip his waist — all that pent up energy, the anxiety refusing to let Wille sit still. 

“I’ll sleep here, then,” Simon mumbles, eyes already drooping again because it doesn’t really matter to him. As long as he’s doing anything at all to soften the edges for Wille, then this, in Wille’s arms, is where he is meant to be.