#I did not forgot the tags u saw nothing

[jacklesraised]

the best engagement i get is w.illiam a.fton and specific h.atter gifsets when they look slutty (affectionate) so logistically i should make more of those, but ima do what i want which is why theres been sm general h.atter n a lot of d.anielle— also bc big gifs receive more traction for some reason i’m gonna redo those s.eb in a bathtub scenes in big form at some point

[dilftaroooo]

hii new anon🎀

ex-boyfriend gojo who has an obsession over you and has been following you around. you’ve “moved on” and invite a man to hookup but he just couldn’t make u cum. as soon as the guy leaves gojo comes over and fucks you dumb.

>.<

gojo being on the sidelines before coming in to finish the job is kinda crazy. i can imagine he followed u from the bar you were in before leaning near the door to your apartment. waiting for your hookup to leave.

★tags/tw: stalking + toxicity + bathtub sex + he fucks u with his clothes on while ur bathing + fem!reader w she/her pronouns + nipple play + unprotected sex + unsatisfied sex (with ur hookup) + ummm home invasion but not, really?? + idfk I'm not a judge + gojo kinda comes in unannounced + attempt at proofread bc im sleepy so some shit might look janky.

The small dicked fucker left as soon as he spurted over your abdomen, the runny substance cascades through the crease between the start of your thighs and the edge of your pussy, which, hasn't released a drop of arousal the whole night.

The man you hooked up with had to blow a glob of spit onto your folds before he'd rub a finger on your make-believe clit, 'Yeah, know you like that. You came to the right person, sweet thing'. Why did you even bring him over? He's not even doing this shit properly. You're sure he wouldn't know where your clit laid even if you made a map and pointed it out for him. If you're gonna be cocky at least do it right.

Your hot bath gave you more pleasure since it was the perfect ratio of water to bubbles. The white foam didn't completely submerge you and you took the time to let the liquid stray you from your mind while listening to the sound of bubbles crunching from around.

Apparently, smelling the medicinal aroma of eucalyptus must've blurred the taps of footsteps making their way into your apartment and into your master bathroom.

"There she is. Taking a bath already? Your one-time fling came here, what, not over ten minutes ago and left? I'm sure you had the night of your life." The mockery in the intruder's tone was evident with each word he spoke.

His hair was still the absence of color, resembling the white sheets stacked high at the corner of your room. His skin was pale and somewhat glossy with expensive moisturizer. Aqua spheres were decorated with flecks of adorable baby blue. He's buff, perhaps buffer than the last time you saw him. But most of everything was unchanged.

He squats next to your incredulous as well as vulnerable figure in the ivory porcelain of your bathtub.

"How'd you get in here?" You inquiry.

"It's no good to leave the keys to your apartment under that more than obvious vase next to your front door. It's corny and you can get robbed that way too." He takes a peek at nipples covered by a translucent blanket. The bubbles had disintegrated leaving you exposed from the lack of foam.

You forgot he knows about the key underneath your grandmother's vase. You're the one who told him about it and you silently wish you hadn't.

"Well, congratulations on committing a federal crime. Now leave, Satoru."

"Oh, but darling you trusted me enough to tell me about those keys so I'm doing nothing wrong. Now, enlighten me, did that guy make you come so hard that he had you seeing stars?"

The lukewarm water kisses your pores in an attempt to soothe your beating heart. The scent of your ex was still riddled with that same lustful scent of mint and cinnamon, a cologne that you remember gifting him for the sole reason of how arousing it was paired with taut muscles and blue eyes.

You felt like a needy omega, shaking in the comfort of your den as your eyes water at the sight of your alpha and cowering at the pheromones leaking off his body and into your awaiting nostrils. He smells so fucking good.

"I know you heard me, sugar plum." You won't forget how much he loved to jeer at you. He wanted to hear you admit how much of a bad fuck your hookup was and how he didn't even get you to come. How you wished it was Satoru that took his place and filled your achy cunt til his balls smack your ass.

You adjust your seating when a warm palm engulfs your cheek whole. Not a trace of your skin color reveals itself under Satoru's hand. He's big even when squatting down to your size. The scowl on your face juxtaposes the grin on Satoru's.

"That's none of your business. We're not together anymore. Stop riding my dick."

"Though I do love a good ride, I think it's you who wants to do the riding, sweetheart."

Fingers crawl over your neck, down to the tops of your breasts, and onto your perky nipples. He continues to tease you by drawing circles around them making you tremble with unadulterated desire.

"Am I wrong? You can't even look me in my eyes. Bet you're not even aware of how heavy you're breathing. Poor girl. He didn't give you what you wanted. Say it." It almost sounded commanding if not for the lithe of his voice

"Fuck, hah, fuck you, Satoru..." The man cheeses.

"Right now?"

"Shit, yes."

"Knew you’d come around."

His patience must've ran thin because he didn't even bother taking his clothes off. Only unzipping his flyer to pull out his aroused dick and fleshy balls before joining you in the now cold water.

You were still his pretty princess as you took him in deep into your cavern, the bath water that surrounded you sloshed with every dominant thrust Satoru pounded you with and you did nothing but moan the name of your supposed ex like a vintage record player.

"Was he able to reach that spot that you liked hit, baby?"

"Mm-mm." You muffled.

"And why is that, huh?" His cock has that cute upturn that repeatedly nudges at your slimy walls which encourages your arousal to spill and combine with the bath water. You were better off taking a shower.

"Because he wasn't you." Your words came out in increments as he beats your pussy raw. The sound of almost every syllable slurred like a drunken man's tongue.

"That's it. You got it now, darling. You still missed me, didn’t you?" The fabric of his clothes is now soaked due to his stubbornness but there was no room for complaints when cotton and denim cling to jutting muscles. The pink of his areolas revealed itself under wet clothes. His nipples were as hard as yours. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

[tonyspank]

CHAPTER FOUR | THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY

A/N: Yeah...  ALSO GUYS I AM SO SORRY FOR FORGETTING ABOUT THE TAGLIST! EVERYONE WHO ASKED IS TAGGED! LET ME KNOW IF I FORGOT U OR IF U WANNA BE ADDED!!

Warnings: 18+, kissing, smut, and bad smut btw

Jenna Ortega x G!P Reader

There was still a part of you that was concerned about how you behaved earlier. You knew today would be one of those days that'll randomly appear in your mind again as you're lying in bed trying to sleep.

But Jenna had reassured you multiple times that everything was fine. There must have been something special about you that she liked.

And there was.

She didn't know what it was but she found herself crushing on you, and crushing on you hard. Maybe harder than she planned because half of the things she did for you, she wouldn't do for others.

Especially in the short period you were talking. It felt longer though, it felt like you two had known each other for years. Instantly, well, at least that's what it seemed like, you guys had clicked.

From the moment she saw you leaning against the wall to the moment she wanted to kiss your lips on your first date.

Regardless, of how much you two liked each other. You still had a lot to learn about each other. Jenna didn't know. Would you not voice your feelings to her again? Would you rather sit in your own head and despair rather than tell her what's going on with you?

We're you two rushing too fast, or did you two get caught up in your own thoughts and feelings without knowing how the other felt first?

Jenna turned down the volume of the car radio, which played a playlist you two made together one day on FaceTime.

She eyes you,a smile on her face. You don't notice this as your mind is elsewhere, and your eyes are on the road. She then eyes her attire, her body covered by your black hoodie which smelled just like you, it felt like she was in a never ending hug with you. The hoodie was a reminder of the time you two spent together, and it brought about a sense of comfort and nostalgia for her. It was like a visible reminder of the connection you two share.

You liked Jenna if it wasn't obvious you were very fond of her. You liked her for a lot of reasons. You liked the way she'd always have a comeback on her mind or the way her eyebrows sometimes slightly pushed together whenever you'd respond with a sarcastic joke as if her mind hadn't quite processed it yet. You liked her dark brown eyes. You could honestly stare at them for eternity.

You liked the freckles that perfectly danced around her face, and you liked her pink lips that curved up into a smile, showing her dimples which you also liked.

You liked how even with the career she was in, she would make time for you.

God, what is there not to like about her?

"Whatcha thinkin' bout?" Jenna speaks up from beside you, that same smile on her face. You quickly look at her, bringing your attention to the road in front of you. "Nothing."

She hums in response. You knew she didn't believe it. "Remember what I was saying earlier?" Your eyebrows come together, trying to remember. "About how you like me?"

She laughed, "No, the other thing."

"About if this counts as another one of our dates." She closes her eyes, covering her face. She wanted to kiss you, and badly. "No! The other other thing."

"About seeing where this goes?" You glance over at the brunette, who's staring back at you. "You knew what I was talking about this entire time!" She slaps your arm, you smile widely. "Ay! I'm driving!" Your attention is back on the road, for your safety and the younger woman beside you.

"But, yeah. I wanna know you, about your childhood, your family, and all that, you know?" You nod at her words, "Like my own personal biography?"

She laughs and you enjoy the sound a little too much. "No, like— uhh.. Have you ever played 21 questions?" You shake your head no in response.

"Really?" You nod with a smile on your face at her shocked response, turning on your blinker. "I've heard of it! What is it? An interview tactic?" You make a left turn, glancing at your passenger.

"Funny. But kind of... we just ask each other 21 questions. Have you never used it on a first date?"

"I didn't have to use it for ours."

The brunette raises an eyebrow at your slight comeback. "Whatever." She mumbles, blood rushing to her cheeks at the thought of your first date, and her first attempt to kiss you.

"I don't know if I can come up with 21 entire questions." Jenna snickers at you, "Okay then let's just do five." You try to hide your smile as you watch Jenna's blush deepen. As she begins to ask you the questions, you can see her shy, yet excited expression. You feel a warmth in your chest, and you can't help but smile back.

As she asked each question, you felt your own excitement growing. You found yourself eagerly giving thoughtful answers to her questions, and as she listened, you felt a connection growing between the two of you. Soon, you were both laughing and talking easily, the moment feeling almost magical.

You knew this was a special moment, and you felt grateful for the chance to share it with her. You felt like you could tell her anything, and that she would understand. You knew that a bond had been formed between the two of you, and you couldn't wait to see what the future held.

"Okay! My last one. It has to be good." Jenna says, her smile even wider than it was just a few seconds ago. Your was beginning to hurt from all the smiling you were doing. "Um! Dude! I need this one to be good!"

Suddenly the car stopped causing Jenna to look around at her surroundings. You had made it to your apartment building. "Well, keep thinking on it while I think of mine." Jenna nods with a smile, you both get out of the car. She stood there for a moment, looking up at your building as you locked the doors.

Jenna walked by your side. If she hadn't been in deep thought about her last question, she would've mentioned how nice the building's lobby was. "You're in deep thought, huh?" You interrupted her thoughts, walking inside the elevator. She playfully rolled her eyes at you. "Yes. Yes, I am. Your building is nice though,"

"Thank you." The pad of your finger pressed the white button beside the letter twelve, turning dark yellow once you released it. The chrome doors softly closed and the elevator began ascending.

The elevator was silent, but you could feel the vibrations of its motion. When it stopped, the doors opened with a slight ding. You stepped out and began walking down the hallway. Passing a few doors, you finally made it to yours and unlocking it, Jenna's eyes immediately began observing.

She was taken aback by the décor and the amount of thought that had gone into the room. However, the thing that caught her eye was your electric drum set. "I thought you only played the guitar and piano!"

You laugh, setting down your keys. "I don't! It's Jack's. He didn't have anymore room in his apartment so I'm holding onto it until he finds a space." She hums. You chuckle at her. "You can sit down if you want. I'm gonna change really quick."

She looks around, taking in the sight of your living room before nodding and taking a seat on the couch. You rush off to your room to change, eager to get out of your work clothes and into something more comfortable. You return to the living room, wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She smiles, and you sit down. "Thought of that question yet?"

She looks up and nods. "I think I have," she says. "Let's go for a walk and talk about it." You take her hand and lead her out the door, eager to hear her answer. Her stomach can't help but flutter at your touch and she feels her cheeks flush. "So," You trail off, the two of you back inside the elevator, except this time Jenna presses the button, the elevator descends to the lobby floor.

"Patience, geez!" She jokes, turning to face you. You smile, your eyes never leaving hers, and you reach out to take her hand for the second time. The elevator doors open, and the two of you walk out, hand in hand.

Once she opens her mouth to speak again, she stops as the smell of chlorine hits her nostrils. Following the smell, she let go of your hand. You pick up your pace, trying your best to stay close to the small girl. "You have a pool?"

"I mean... it’s not just mine." You mumble, looking at the blue water behind the glass wall in front of you. "Open it up!" She motions to the door, locked by a keypad. "Really?" you ask, and she nods in agreement. You type in the code and the door clicks open. "We don't even have on swimsuits."

"We have undergarments." You furrow your eyebrows, "One, don't say undergarments ever again. Two, what if someone sees?" She ignores you, already undressed from your hoodie, her shirt, quickly undoing her shoes, taking off her socks before pulling down her pants. "We'll go underwater. I didn't see anyone in the lobby anyways."

You bite the inside of your cheek. This was a very bad idea. But the sight of Jenna, and the way your heart started racing wasn't helping you pick a logical decision. You silently cursed yourself for being so foolish.

Your stomach was in knots as you slowly walked closer to her, undressing yourself. Jenna smiles, carefully stepping into the pool from the steps. You stood in a sports bar and boxers, not wanting to wet your cotton shorts. Before Jenna had the opportunity to examine your body you jumped inside, yelling--

"--Cannonball!"

The force of the water sprayed Jenna's face, and she let out a surprised laugh. You surfaced with a giant grin, proud of your jump. Jenna shook her head with a smile as you swam toward her. "You know," You start, rolling onto your back and beginning to float. She places her hands on your stomach, looking at you with a smile. "You never told me your question."

You stand up towering over her slightly, those brown eyes looking into yours strongly. Her gaze was like a magnet, drawing you in and making it unable to look away. She was so beautiful, you wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin.

You had to take a deep breath to steady yourself, not wanting to do anything to ruin the moment. She smiled, and you felt your heart skip a beat. The connection between you was undeniable. "My question is, why won't you kiss me?"

You leaned in, finally giving in to the temptation. You felt her breath on your face as you moved closer. Your lips met, and you felt a spark of electricity pass between you. You felt a rush of warmth spread through your body as your kiss deepened. You felt yourself melting into the moment, like nothing else mattered. You felt like you were in a world of your own, where it was just the two of you.

You wanted to slap yourself for making yourself wait for this moment longer than needed. The feeling was like finally getting to take a sip of an ice-cold drink on a hot summer day, one that you had been looking forward to for hours. It was a refreshing and satisfying experience that made you feel as if all of the waiting had been worth it.

You pull away slightly, savoring the moment, and you can't help but smile. Jenna smiles back at you, bringing you back into another kiss, but more fiercer this time. You wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her closer. You can feel the warmth radiating off her body and you feel a spark of electricity between the two of you.

The kiss intensifies, and you can feel the passion between you. Time seems to stand still as you drink each other in. Slowly, you pull away, both of you breathing heavily. Jenna's eyes sparkle with joy as she looks up at you. "Kiss on our second date." She jokingly mumbles.

You chuckle and lean in, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I think we should go before we really do get spotted." She nods, a smile still on her face. You take her hand and walk out of the pool.

You both pick up your clothes sneaking glances back at each other. "Remember the apartments' number?" She thinks for a second, nodding her head with furrowed brows.

"Race you." You take off running without another word. It takes Jenna a moment to before sprints after you following close behind. Laughter erupts from both of you, bouncing off the lobby walls.

She's slightly confused when you go to the opposite direction of the elevator until she notices that there is a stair sign nearby. She hesitates, not knowing if she should follow you or take the elevator.

But then she thought about it again. You lived on the twelfth floor. There was no way she was running up all of those stairs. She decides to take the elevator, which surprises her by opening quickly.

You look back and smile, nodding your head as if you knew she would take the elevator. You start to make your way up the stairs, two at a time. She watches as you get further and further away until you disappear around the bend.

She rushes inside the modern elevator before the doors shut, pressing the button for your floor. As the elevator rises, she sighs and takes a deep breath, knowing that she made the right decision. She'd definitely beat you.

But that changes when the door opens on the ninth floor. A blonde teenage boy gasps, "You're Jenna Ortega!" He takes in her appearance, and she suddenly feels uncomfortable. "And you're naked!" Jenna's face turns red. She quickly covers herself with your hoodie.

The boy smiles, "Can I get a photo?" Jenna immediately refuses and turns away. Before the boy can pester her anymore the elevator dings, and she runs out. The doors quickly close.

You were standing there, waiting for her. She was stunned. You had actually beaten her by taking the stairs. She smiled - you two were in sync, like always, but it fades away.

You held her gaze for a few moments. "Sore loser?" You jokingly ask, she playfully scoffs in response, explaining the situation that happened in the elevator. You burst into laughter and Jenna quickly joins in, relieved to be out of an awkward situation. "His name is Brandon, I've seen him before. Ninth floor, right?"

She nods, and you two begin walking towards your door. "Yeah, he's a diehard fan. He had Wednesday costume for Halloween this year." Jenna's eyes widen in shock, "Are you serious?!"

You laugh, shaking your head. "I'm joking!" Jenna laughs, relieved. She playfully punches your arm, "You had me going there for a second!" You chuckle reaching for the door. She follows you outside and you take a deep breath and smile, feeling grateful for the moment of joy and laughter.

You fully face the brunette, unsure of what to say. You had distracted yourself with this race, you didn't have time to fully process your kiss. Jenna looks up at you, a small smile on her lips, and you can feel the intensity of her gaze.

Without a word, she steps forward and softly grasp the back of your neck, bringing you into a kiss. You close your eyes and all your thoughts vanish, surrendering to the moment. Your heart races faster and faster, as your lips move in perfect sync. The kiss is tender and passionate, and it fills you with a warmth that spreads all throughout your body.

As Jenna pulls away, searching your eyes. Seeing your body for the first time, her gaze wonders. You can feel your cheeks getting hot, and you can't help but blush. Jenna gives you a playful smirk, and you can't help but smile back. You both stand there for a few moments, lost in each other's eyes. You both lean in for one more kiss before Jenna grabs your hand and leads you to the couch.

She pushes you down, you gasp surprised, mostly at her strength. She smiles mischievously as she straddles you, her hands exploring your body. You close your eyes in anticipation as your lips meet hers once more. You suddenly feel alive and in the moment, lost in the passion of the moment. Her hands travel down your body, caressing and teasing. She moves against you, her body in perfect sync with yours. You bring your lips to her neck, and you feel her moan in pleasure. You feel the heat between you both, your desire rising with each passing moment.

Jenna's hand locks in your hair, leaning her head back to give you a larger area to work with. You can feel the excitement coursing through both of you, and you kiss her with more and more intensity. You feel her body arch into you, and you know that you have found the perfect balance together. You both collapse in blissful pleasure, lost in satisfaction.

Your hands start to explore, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin. Glancing at the woman on-top you of, her lip is trapped in her teeth, watching your hands. Your hands wander up her body, exploring every contour and curve. She moans softly, her breathing becoming faster as your touch becomes more passionate. You can feel the heat radiating off of her skin, drawing you closer and closer.

You move closer, your lips pressing against hers. She melts into you, her body melding with yours. She wraps her arms around your neck, her fingers entwining in your hair as your passion intensifies. You break the kiss and gaze into each other's eyes, catching your breath. She smiles and leans her forehead against yours. "I want you."

"You have me." You answer honestly. She pulls you closer and your lips meet again. You feel like you could stay in this moment forever, as if time has stopped. You move to the bed, never breaking contact. As Jenna lay on her back, you slowly and tenderly stripped each other's undergarments. You feel like you are in a dream, like the world has melted away and nothing else matters.

You settle between her legs, wrapping your arms around her legs. Jenna gasps, feeling your breath on her clit. You press a kiss onto her center, slipping a tongue into her, nearly groaning at the taste. You feel her body trembling beneath you, and the sensation sends a shiver down your spine. Her hand finds your hair, harshly grabbing it. You begin to move your tongue in circles, softly licking and teasing her. Jenna's hips begin to move in time with your tongue, and her moans get louder.

The sensation is akin to a roller coaster, as Jenna is taken on a thrilling journey of pleasure and anticipation, feeling her body rise and fall with each lick and caress. Jenna's body is now shaking uncontrollably, and she's close to the edge. You increase the intensity of your movements, and her moans become louder and more desperate. With a final thrust of your tongue, Jenna's body shudders in pleasure as she reaches her climax.

You feel the tension in her body increase, her breathing becoming more rapid. You can feel her heart beating faster and faster as she moves closer and closer to the edge. "Y/N," she whimpers. You feel yourself twitch at the sound of your name rolling off her lips.

Jenna's body is now shaking uncontrollably, and she's close to the edge. You increase the intensity of your movements, and her moans become louder and more desperate. As she reaches the pinnacle of pleasure, Jenna's breathing intensifies and her grip on your hair tightens. With one last moan, Jenna experiences the most intense pleasure she has ever felt.

Jenna collapses onto the bed, utterly spent. Her body slowly begins to relax and her breathing returns to normal. As she lays there, a satisfied smile spreads across her face. You give one last final lick, earning a moan. You raise yourself between her legs.

You are immediately ensnared in a kiss, Jenna tastes herself on your tongue as she kisses you. Her hands rest on your shoulder, softly pushing you away. "Lay back," she instructs. You obey and Jenna climbs on top of you. She takes your hands and places them above your head.

One hand lets go of your hands as she grabs your hard cock, slowly lowering herself on you. Her eyes squeeze shut, you can't do anything but groan feeling overwhelmed by the feeling. "Shit, you're so big." She gasps as she takes you in. You can feel your body trembling in anticipation. It's like the first time riding a roller coaster - there's a rush of excitement and anticipation that takes over, and all you can do is cling on for the ride.

She lets out a long, low moan as she starts to ride you. You can feel the warmth of her body as it moves against yours. "Jenna," You groan out, she hums in response, a smile appearing on her lazy face. She's obviously glad at the reaction she's getting out of you.

She moves her hips in a slow, circular motion, her gaze never leaving yours. With each thrust, she leans in closer, her breath hot against your skin. She takes her time, enjoying the sensation of your hard cock inside of her. You feel her tight grip around you, and you can't help but moan louder with every thrust.

You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, and soon you are lost in the pleasure of the moment, your climax coming hard and fast. She follows shortly after, her body trembling as you both reach the heights of pleasure. You hold each other close, reveling in the afterglow of the experience.

You lay together for a few moments, catching your breath and enjoying the closeness. You kiss each other tenderly, like two doves cooing after a storm. There's a sense of peace and contentment in the air, as if the world has been put on pause and you are the only two people in it.

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Evan woke up the next morning to the harsh bleep of his phone that always managed to elicit pure terror in his body. He groaned and rolled out of bed. He’d forgotten to turn off the alarm and of course he was awake at six in the fucking morning on a Saturday.

He threw on a dressing gown over his tank top and plaid pyjama bottoms, slipped into his fluffy slippers and trudged to the kitchen for some coffee.

Once he got to the kitchen he saw Dorcas was already sat at the little island she passed him a warm cup of coffee as soon as he sat down. Dorcas had always been the earliest riser of the band, always eager to get ready quickly and get the hell out of the house, he supposed that’s what growing up as the eldest sister to four brothers did to you. 

“Heard your alarm go off, figured you’d forgot to turn it off.”

“Dorcas you lifesaver. And I mean seriously a lifesaver, I might have murdered someone without this coffee.”

Dorcas laughed.

“Who?”

Evan rubbed his eyes.

“Barty probably. He’s fucking annoying.”

“Any excuse to get up close to him then more like.”

Evan’s head snapped up.

“What?”

Dorcas rolled her eyes.

“Please you’re shit at hiding it.”

“Don’t know what you’re talking ‘bout Cas.”

Evan mumbled, taking a long drink from his mug. 

“Please, save the crap. If you don’t have a crush on him, why do you get so worked up by people calling you a couple. It consumes your every waking thought, now why is that? Tell me.”

“Ughhh I don’t want to think about it.”

He groaned and stared into the brown murky depths of the mug he was cradling close to him.

Dorcas softened.

“Look, Marls and Barty are really close, our next tour stop is London which means she’ll obviously drop by rehearsals. I can get her to ask him if he-“

“He doesn’t.”

Evan ran his thumb over a tiny chip in the ceramic. It was a mug Barty had painted around four years ago, Dora had decided for her sixteenth she wanted to go to a pottery painting place like when they were little. Barty was- honestly pretty shit at painting. The background was covered in vast uneven strokes of black. He’d tried to paint a white ferret on it - ‘Ev this one is for you, if you were any animal I’d say you’d be a ferret.’ - thing is it looked more like a snake with legs that was also, well, a zombie. It was Evan’s most prized possession. He’d be taking it to the grave. He turned it to look inside the handle. Barty had been too lazy to paint that part so instead he’d just written crudely with the brush - ‘B + E forever bitches!’. His eyes crinkled fondly as he read it. 

“I just need to get over it.”

His expression hardened and he looked up at Dorcas again.

“Get over what?”

They both turned to find Barty in the doorway. His hair was sticking up in all directions. Fuzzy spikes of green and black. He stretched his arms all the way up as he yawned, flexing his wrist so his ‘SKITTLES’ tattoo was on full display. He had one of Evan’s jumpers on over his pyjama top. Evan really wanted to reach out and hold. Why’d he have to go and look so soft? Wasn’t fucking fair. 

“Nothing Jr.”

Barty nodded in response as he padded over and sat himself in the chair next to Evan.

“Why’re you even awake?”

Dorcas asked.

Barty dropped his head down onto the island counter dramatically.

“Forgot to turn off my alarm.”

Dorcas laughed out loud, fully threw her head back and everything.

“Two birds of a fucking stupid feather you two are.”

She got up and put her mug in the sink before heading out of the kitchen. Barty turned his head up to look at Evan as soon as she was gone.

“You don’t have to tell me anything Evan, but if you want to you can. You know that right?”

Barty lifted his head and propped it up on his hand as Evan nodded.

“Yeah. Yeah I know Barty.”

“Good.”

Barty shuffled his chair closer before dropping his head onto Evan’s shoulder and falling quiet. It was instinctual, the way Evan brought his arms up around him. After a few moments he looked down though, Barty was suspiciously silent.

“Bee?”

He whispered.

“M’awake. You’re just comfy Ev. You’re really good at hugs.”

Might be ‘cause I was built to hold you.

Damn that’s a fucking stupid thing to say. Fuck I’ve turned into Reg whenever he’s around James.

Yeah Evan needed to get over this like fucking yesterday.

•••

Barty breathed in deeply, face buried in the crux of Evan’s neck. He couldn’t help it really. Evan smelled like home. Probably a creepy thing to say, oh well wasn’t like he said it out loud. Evan was home though, plain and simple.

He didn’t want to move, probably ever. Still eventually as the rest of the group came pattering into the kitchen and things got livelier he had to shift away.

•••

They got on the train at noon, ready to head to London. Evan took the window seat watching as the city turned to rolling hills turned to city again. Barty kept sneaking glances over at him, wasn’t really sure what he was looking for honestly but-

“What?”

Evan asked finally, tone irritated.

“Nothing, just bored.”

“Oh um-“

Evan glanced around, he and Barty were in a two seater while the rest of the band sat around the table in front of them, chatting animatedly.

“S’fine Ev, not anything you can do about it, I’m gonna be bored till we get off this bloody train. Fucking buzzing.”

“Excited for tomorrow then yeah?”

Barty turned to him with shining eyes. 

“D’you remember when we were eighteen? First time at the O2 for a concert? Fuck d’you remember seeing it like that, covered in all the lights ‘n shit. Eventim Apollo doesn’t even compare.”

Evan chuckled. They’d gone to the O2 for the first time June 2019 to see a concert when Evan was still in his backstreet boys phase, something no one was allowed to talk about now under any circumstances.

“D’you remember what you said to me?”

•••

“Look at that stage Ev. Imagine playing there. For all these people.”

Evan turned to Barty and ruffled his hair.

“One day Bee, we’ll be playing here. I promise you yeah? We’ll be playing here and it’ll all the fucking sold out.”

“You think?”

•••

“Yeah. Yeah I do.”

***

AHHH I HOPE U LIKED ITTTT (idk when part 3 will be coming but hopefully soon <333333)

[dewdr0pz]

Ok so hear me out

Wilbur and Y/n arguing.

Then y/n wanted to k!ll herself but..

Guess what Wilbur did...

He moved the knife away and kisses her...

💔 There’s a Reason London Puts Barriers on the Tube Line 💔

Summary: You & Wilbur have a massive argument & all of your su!c!dal thoughts came back, so you ran to Jubilee Line to do your deed. What you forgot is that Wilbur can track your phone.

A/N: Hello! Tysm for the ask! I changed the story up a bit so that the reader doesn't use a knife since knives kinda trigger me :/

word count: 796

proofread: nope

tags: @vibestillaxxx@joviepog@ax-y10@themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0 @cathers-world@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@taylors-version-from-the-vault@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@universe-friday@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza (let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged!!)

warnings/cw: the reader has su!c!dal thoughts, two attempted su!c!des, mentions of an overdose, arguing/yelling, swearing

This was the worst argument you'd ever had with him in your three years of dating him, & it made your head hurt & your chest feel tight. You had attempted to kill yourself two days ago by overdosing on your anti-depressants.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Wilbur shouted. "Are you fucking stupid, Y/N?! You could've seriously hurt yourself!"

"That's the point!" You shouted back. "That's why I did it! & I already told you I didn’t want to talk about it, yet you kept insisting!"

“That’s because I fucking care about you!” Wilbur yelled. His fists were balled & his eyes, like yours, were bloodshot.

"Well, did I ask for you to care about me?” you cried.

He let out a loud groan of anger & pinched the bridge of his nose. "God, I fucking hate you."

Your eyes widened in shock. He'd gotten angry at you before, of course, but he'd never said that he hated you before. "You don’t mean that," you murmured as more tears rolled down your damp cheeks.

"Right now, I do," he said icily. "More than anything in the world.”

You glared at him. "More than the I love yous?”

His eyes met yours & his expression softened slightly. “…You’re being unfair."

"How the hell am I being unfair?!" you exclaimed. "You're being the unfair & shitty one here! Instead of asking me if I'm alright, you just--you just get mad at me! & when I say I don't want to talk, you keep pressing & pressing & pressing!"

"It's not my fault nor my problem that you're a depressed bitch who doesn't do anything to try & improve their mental state!" he yelled.

With burning tears in your eyes, you started to tie your shoes. Wilbur sighed & said, "No, please don't leave, I-"

"Just shut up," you snapped before you walked out, slamming the door behind you. You started to walk through the rain to Jubilee Line, which would take about forty minutes. You stepped in a few puddles on your way, which drenched your shoes & legs, & you forgot to grab a hoodie, so your entire body was soaked in rainwater.

When you finally arrived, tears rolled down your cheeks & mixed with raindrops as you remembered the song that Wilbur had written a year or two ago. He was rambling on & on about how crappy the mental health was in London & how the city was doing nothing to help their citizens, & how he'd see people kill themselves on Jubilee Line & nobody would say anything or try to stop them, & instead of trying to help the people by improving their mental health services, the city just built barriers on the tube, & the barriers didn't really do anything. & you told him that he should write a song about that. Within an hour, he'd written a song about it, & for the majority of that hour, he would tell you how much he loved you & how creative you were.

You walked up to the barriers & saw that the next train was arriving in five minutes. You kicked with all of your might on the glass until the glass broke. You smiled sadly. The barriers, like Wilbur had said, were shit.

You took a deep breath & held back your tears. You took a step forward.

You were about to fall onto the tracks.

This was it.

It would finally work.

You heard a familiar voice scream your name from behind you.

& then somebody pulled you back & hugged you. It was a sobbing Wilbur.

"L-love, I don't ever want you to die, please...don't die..." he said between his sobs. "I-I'm sorry for yelling, I'm sorry for hurting you, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean a fucking word, I don't hate you, I never would, darling..."

You pressed your face into his chest & sobbed with him as you both murmured apologies to each other. He pulled you away from his chest only to pepper kisses all over your wet face.

"Please, don't go...I just need to feel your arms around me, mon amour, that's all I've ever wanted," he cried. "I don't want to lose you."

"I'm sorry," you whimpered. "I'm sorry for-"

He cut you off with a kiss. When he pulled away, he cupped your face & said, "You have nothing to be sorry for, Y/N. You're the one who's struggling & I didn't even think about that, & I was such a dickhead to you."

"So you don't hate me?" you said with a sniffle as he wiped your cheeks.

"I would never hate you," he whispered. "C'mon, let's go home. I think there's a lot that we need to talk about."

[charmedreincarnation]

Mayaaaa! I have been stalking you @lotusmi @multiversebaddie @blushydior and someone else I forgot their tag, I think they deactivated 😞 for a long time and you guys helped me so much 😝😝but I am sending this to you because u r the most active right now I believe but I got into the void state and shifted Using these blogs !

You guys all like Neville and say work on faith so I used lotus detailed posts, she’s an angel! And same with multi, I used her faith and Neville posts and combined with what I learned from lotus without over consuming since that’s a problem in the community. Then I used your intention reprogramming method I saw in your lucid guide and focused on faith and no methods! Just intention and it worked faster and more easy than any other method I tried for months. I did everything from meditations to Sunni method to 10k affirmation challenge to the Bambi challenge and nothing worked better than faith, neville, and intent.

I also used blushydior/Bambi’s @rosellesworkshop and @fleurx post to help create better habits for myself instead of crying but not doing anything. Sometimes all it takes is aesthetics to motivate you to stop crying and get off your lazy bum and get your dream life !!! I’m so angry it took me this long and 8 blogs to decide I was tired of my life and I deserve better. But I got here 😙 that’s all that matters

I manifested and revised

being 22, to 17 again because I lost my childhood to abuse but I still wanna be a grown

Become a successful drop-shipper and having a six figure stream of income. I have been broke forever so I’m going to get more and I’m so estatic to soon be a multi millionaire at 18

I’m going to start modeling and received an email from img modeling company that they are happy to have me in their agency

Desired face and body. Think Bella Hadid’s body but Taylor hills face but with my own twist because I wanted to be original

Acceptance to Columbia even though before the void state I failed high school and was definitely about to flunk out of college

Good self concept to makeup for all the times I’ve been broken and knocked down. I will never feel like that again

Perfect family, which was damn dysfunctional before the void

Dream apartment. My dad bought me an apartment in New York for college and it’s 6k a month but he payed the first year off and is giving me an allowance of 15k a month

Being a nepo baby and revised my treacherous past that I will never acknowledge again. It’s the soft princess life from now on forward

Also reading @voidsuccess encouraged me a lot because I promised myself I would stop at nothing to become the next post. I’m so happy I can say I committed to myself and promise 😇😇

Omg idk how I missed this earlier this is amazing! Yes girl periodt 💅 keeping it simple fun and easy will always benefit you at the end. And I’m also obsessed with all the users you tagged as well congrats 🎉 you deserve this and moreee 😭😭

I think this is my current fav success story wtf this is amazing. Ty for telling us your method bb, and periodt on the easy princess soft life !! literally same it’s what we deserve 💗

[cannibalistickitty]

hihihiiiiiii, I was thinking like in a streamer!reader x ellie or vi headcanons

btw I love how u write, xoxo <3 

STREAMER!READER X ELLIE

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plot: how you and ellie met:3

warnings: nothing!

word count: 0.4k

notes: I loveee this idea I hope you like this and tysm!🫶🏼

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-okay so hear me out, ellie had like a huge twitch phase, she would watch streams all the time, but one day she kinda just stopped and deleted it, I mean she thought she wasn't even gonna use it again

-then one day at like 3am while she was mindlessly scrolling on tiktok she saw a fanedit of you and her jaw dropped, she liked the edit and looked at the tagged accounts

-she hardcore stalked you and followed you, then she redownload twitch made a new account and just to watch you

-she woke up the next morning and of course the first thing she did was grab her phone and go on tiktok, and she saw you followed her back and called her pretty on one of her videos, she FREAKED out

-later that day she got the notification you were live and was one of the first 10 people in the live, when you turned your webcam of she was stunned by your beauty even though she had stalked all of your socials

-she kept chatting all throughout the stream, and at a certain point she mentioned how you followed her back and complicated her and when you read that out loud she blushed and giggled (a second after she did that she deeply regretted that)

-when the stream ended she got a dm from you and she took a screenshot and immediately put it on her private story (it just said "hi!")

-for a second she almost forgot to respond to you then she rushed back to tiktok and tried to play it cool and just said hi back

-you asked for her Instagram and you both started talking, and you actually had a lot in common and the conversation was flowing

-then one day she called you while you were on stream and chat freaked out, because she was low-key flirting with you but also some of them actually followed her😭

-the next day she gained about 3000 followers and she dm'd you confused and the she realized they were all your followers

-when y'all stared dating she would basically be in every stream, she even download discord so she could participate on stream

-she's always the number one gifter, she's gifting like at least 100 subs per stream!!#supportivegf

-and she's still shocked that she literally has a famous girlfriend all because she saw a fanedit of you a couple months ago

[inariizaki]

DAY ONE — DAIKICHI K.

req ; Hi! Really loved your how they confess post! Would you consider writing one for Karube too?

tags : highschool au! wholesome fluff. adorable and nervous karube. no borderlands au. gn reader. foul words. strict teacher.

note : i was actually gonna add him but i wasn't sure so 🥹🥹🥹 , but anw, i decided to make this a full fic 4 u cause your so sweet!! ily nonie/p

to karube, you were the most kindest person he had met in his class section. you helped in any way possible. he was falling for you, but even him, was unaware that he was already falling for you.

he tried to keep it a secret. he was still unsure. he didn't cared about rejection, but he cared about what you think about him after he confesses.

‘ what if they find me creepy after i confess? ’ or ‘ what if they ignore me after i confess? ’

“ c'mon man, you're totally inlove with them. tell 'em you love and adore them so much, that you see them as the most precious thing in the world. ” chota says, smiling with courage while looking at daikichi.

“ hell, i wouldn't do that. they might find me creepy after i tell them, or worst, they might ignore me until i forgot about how i feel for them ” he replies. but chota laughed at his response.

“ that's bullshit. they think highly if you, whenever they talk to me, all about they blabber is you so, why not confess? ” chota replies back. but karube only scoffed,

“ if i were you, i'd confess to them already. you're gonna die sad if you keep those feelings to yourself. ” arisu comments, making karube furrow his brows.

“ well unfortunately, you are you, and i am me. ” karube simply replied. chota laughed at karube's response.

“ but you should really tell them what you feel, karube. you'll run out of time. grab the chance when you still got time left. ” chota stated. arisu nods at chota's reply, while karube, he was looking at the ground, avoiding eye contact.

“ anyways, ” karube says, before standing up and getting off his seat.

“ i'm gonna take a walk for a while, since our subject teacher isn't here yet. ” says karube.

“ just hurry, ” arisu warns him.

he walks out of the classroom, his hands were in his pockets.

“ ah- karube! ” you said, waving your hand in the air.

oh that butterflies that he felt when he saw you. just like that day, day one. first day of classes. it was love at first sight.

“ hm? what are you doing here? ” he says, raising his brow.

“ well, i went to the comfort room, i was actually on my way to the classroom- ” you were cutted off when you saw your subject teacher, walking at the stairs.

“ oh fuck- KARUBE! IT'S MRS. YAMAMOTO! ” you whisper. oh Mrs. Yamamoto was that strict teacher, so if she sees the both of you here, both of you are screwed.

“ FUCK, RUN! ” he hissed.

both of you were running fastly, not wanting to be found by Mrs. Yamamoto.

after climbing the stairs, the both of you finally got into the classroom.

you sit, and sigh tiredly, the same goes for karube, while looking at you with a little smile on his face.

as soon as Mrs. Yamamoto enters the classroom, her eyes darted to the two of you.

“ MS/MR. [ last name ] , and MR. KARUBE, did you really think i didn't saw the both of you running in the halls? ” she says with a stern voice.

oh man, both of you totally fucked up.

“ 20 MINUTES DETENTION FOR THE BOTH OF YOU! ”

“ i-i'm sorry. i'm sorry that you got dragged into this bullshit. ” he says, looking at the ground, avoiding eye contact.

“ no. karube. you did nothing wrong, you just found me there when you were roaming around, right? and it was actually my fault. i let you run there, i didn't know that our footsteps got heard. it's all my fault. ” you say, looking at him with a slight pout.

“ if you think it's your fault, i've already accepted your apology. ” and he finally looked at you.

you smiled, at him. he's so adorable. you thought.

when suddenly, he remembered what chota said.

“ you should really tell them what you feel, karube. you'll run out of time. grab the chance when you still got time left. ”

right. he should grab the chance while he still got time.

“ w-well, [name], i'm gonna tell you something, but promise me you'll never freak out, or change how you look at me? ” he says, looking at you akwardly, while you, you were confused.

“ oh, okay? i promise. ” you look at him with a trusting gaze, oh how he loved it when you stare right into his eyes.

“ well, actually i.....i like you for a long time now. i don't know how to say it at first actually, i was scared you might think of me as a creepy man or anything, but, i realized that it isn't important about what people thinks of you after you confess something, what matters the most is you managed to tell them those words you wanted to tell them for a long time now. and, i stood up and told everything i feel towards you. how you undo me with just your simple gaze, your adoring smile that i could stare forever. your kindness and intelligence, how you care for one another, and how you helped me with anything, and correcting me without making me feel stupid. i loved those details of you. that was the reason why i fell for you. [name]. ” hearing those words escape fro karube's mouth, just...makes you melt.

guess chota was right afterall.

“ karube...i never expected to head those things from you. i felt the same, really. i feel the same way as you. and how can you say that i'll find you creepy after you confess your feelings? you're so kind and sweet. you never fail to make me laugh, everytime i see you, i feel butterflies roaming in my stomach. so don't say such things like that! i could notice that you've really liked me, but that made me flutter more in my heart ” you said, before wrapping your arms around his neck.

“ as much as you wanted me, as long as i waited, hug me as best as you can. ” he says, hugging you back.

today than yesterday, tomorrow than today, i hope our love grows day by day.

[andydrysdalerogers]

Sliding Into Home ~ The Next Adventure

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, S~M~U~T!!, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

Dividers by me

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

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Frank stood on first base, the sun beating down as he watched the batter, Johnny on the mound. He leaned in as Johnny let go of the baseball. The Yankee batter swinged and connected, sending the ball right to the short stop, Miguel Rojas.  Rojas scooped it up and launched it right at Frank.  He caught it, never letting go of the bag, making the third out of the inning.  He jogged with a smile towards the dugout, bumping fist with Miguel as they went in. He looked for Johnny, who was in the corner with his eyes closed.  

“Storm? You ok?” 

“Yeah, Adler, I’m ok.  Just frustrated.” Johnny popped a bottle of water and took a long drink.  “I’m in a slump,” he admitted.  

“What are you talking about? You’ve been pitching great.”  

“Not a baseball slump.  Watching everything that had been happening with your family, Susie’s been avoiding me, just... my mind is all over the place.”  

Frank patted his back. “I never did thank you for all of your support during this crazy time.”  

“It was nothing,” he shrugged off.  

“It's not nothing Johnny. My little Nugget asks me about you every day. Because she considers you her friend and her family. That’s huge for her man.”  

“Frank, I want what you have,” Johnny looked at him directly. “Well not the hard weird stuff, but the family, the home, the dog.”  

“You are not stealing Dodger. Worth more than my life.”  

Johnny scowled. “Asshole, you know that’s not what I meant.” He closed his eyes.  

Frank studied him. Johnny has always been a carefree spirit but lately he had notice he had become more subdued. It was starting to affect his game. And then it hit him. “Come to dinner.”  

“What?” 

“Come to dinner at my house.  Scott and Abby and mine’s new assistant are joining us, and Abby hired a chef.  We can talk after with a couple of beers.”  

Johnny studied his friend and saw the sincerity. “Sure man. Thanks.”  

“Best friend man. At least I hope I am.”  

“Best friend.”  

“Adler! You’re on deck!” The coach yelled down the bench 

And with a fist bump, Frank got ready to bat.  

Abby was talking in her office with her assistant, Katie, about the family schedule.  Katie had become Abby and Frank’s assistant in helping them keep their schedules and running the house for them.  They had offered the job to Scott but he wanted the freedom that came with Mary in school. “Katie, let’s make sure that security is aware of Mary’s extracurricular activities for next week.”  

“No problem. Any reason?” 

“Frank will be on the road trip, and I forgot that I need to be on that trip as well. It's just Scott as Mary’s guardian. Marco shouldn’t have any issues with the adjustments, but I just want to be sure.”  Abby looked up from her tablet.  “Oh, and let the chef for tonight know we have one more for dinner. Scott is bring a friend, he said.”  

“Ok. Is it still ok if I tag along?” 

“Of course, this is just an impromptu dinner, and I thought my exams with the team were going to be longer than I thought. Normally I would have cooked.”  She shrugged. “When I explained to Frank, he didn’t want me to stress about it.”  Her phone beeped and she looked at the message.  

Frankie: Johnny is coming to dinner too. He’s upset 

Abby: everythign ok? 

Frankie: Its fine Cricket, he’s just needing a break 

Abby: okie dokie, love you.  

Frankie: love you more.  

“Katie, sorry, its two more for dinner.” Abby sighed. “Frank is bringing a friend and with those guys, having more food is better than being short.”  

As Frank and Johnny approached the front door, Frank slapped Johnny’s back.  “C’mon pal, everything is going to be ok.”  

“Says the man with the perfect family,” Johnny grumbled.  

“Its not perfect. Look at all the shit we’ve gone through so far.  Just relax man, enjoy a quiet meal with friends.”  He opened the door and caught Dodger’s collar before the pup could make his escape. “Mary!” 

“Dodger! Come back!” Mary streaked into the entryway. “Thanks!” She took the dog in her arms.  “Hi Johnny!” 

“Hey Strawberry!” Johnny kneels down to her level.  “Whatcha doing with Dodger?” 

“Trying to teach him to fetch. Can you help me?” Mary batted her eyelashes and Frank snorted, knowing she was going to get her way.  

“Lead the way.” Mary took his hand and pulled him back to the living room. “Ok the first thing we need to do is...” he stopped when he spotted a strawberry blonde seated in the room, looking at the tablet. “Umm,” she looked up and recognition hit her face. 

“Hi, you must be Frank’s friend.  I’m Katie,” she offered her hand.  

“Storm, John, Johnny Storm, I mean...” he ran a hand through his hair.  “Hi, I’m Johnny.”  

She giggled. “I know. Best pitcher in the National League, with a 2.69 ERA, second in the entire league behind Othani.”  Katie blushed after she rattled off her knowledge. “Sorry.”  

Johnny’s mouth was open and when she blushed, he snapped it shut. “No, that’s impressive.” Johnny flashed her a smile. “I hardly ever meet a girl with knowledge like that. Mostly, they talk about their dress or makeup.” He patted the back of his head.  “Sorry, I’m...” 

“Its ok. I think the only other woman I know who knows baseball is Abby so I understand.”  

“Well, I’m just going to help Strawberry with Dodger, but we’ll move to the backyard to give you space.’ Johnny stepped back but never took his eyes off Katie. 

“Oh, what are we working on?’’ 

“Fetch,” Mary said. “C’mon Johnny.” She pulled his hand.  

“I’m done for the day, I was just catching up on my fantasy team.” She stood up and smiled. “Let’s see if we can get Dodger to fetch.” Her smile was bright, and it took everything in Johnny not to swoon. Frank watched from the doorway. Abby appeared next to him.  

“Huh, I did not see that one coming.”  

“Just like Susie and Marco?” Frank looked down at his wife, eyebrow raised.  

“No idea what you are talking about.”  She gave him a sly smile and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders with a laugh.  

“Love you, Cricket.”  

“Love you, Frankie.” 

A couple of weeks later, Frank had just come back from a road trip and was in bed with Abby, resting. “I wanted to talk to you about something Cricket.”  

“What’s up?” She put her book down and looked at her husband. He was scruffy, his hair a bit longer that suited him. His arm was behind his head, flexing his forearm. God, she loved those arms when they were around her, holding her tight. Pinning her to him as he railed her.  She got lost in the look of him for a second before she heard, “Perv.” She snapped back into reality.  “I am not a perv.  I don’t look at men like this.”  She booped him on the nose.  “Just you.”  

“Best you only be looking at me like this,” he growled. He kissed her gently and then moved down to her jawline and neck.  Abby slide down with him, moaning softly as he continued his assault. “Taste so sweet, Cricket.”  

“Frankie,” she moaned. “I thought... shit... I thought you wanted to talk.” She closed her eyes as his lips trailed over her collar bone.  

“We will, when I’m done.”  He moved to pull her chemise away and kissed the flesh of her breast.  She squeaked when he tugged on a nipple with his teeth, not hard but just enough to bring them to attention. When he’s done lavishing her breasts, he moves south, kissing and licking, tasting the skin that is his. “Always so sweet, Cricket.” 

Abby squirms as Frank kisses around her waist. “Frankie,” she mumbles.  

“So impatient,” he tsks. He gently pulls the scrap of lace she calls panties away from her body. He sees that she’s glistening for him. He kisses right over her clit, and she arches her back with a soft moan. “So sensitive.” He looks at her face as he teases her clit with his tongue. Thank fuck their room was on the other side of the house from Mary and Scott, because Abby lets out a loud moan from the action.  Frank grins and dives in, sucking and teasing her core, placing a hand on her stomach to keep her from moving.  

“Oh god, Frankie,” she cried out as he pushed her higher and higher. “Please, fuck, please,” she pleaded.  

He let a large finger get covered in her juices before he slid it into her entrance, pulling out and adding another, hearing her wail as he hit that soft spot inside her. “So tight Cricket, fuck, squeezing me tight.” Over and over, he hit that spot and suckled on her swollen clit before she shattered under hit, eyes rolling to the back of her head, a cry of pleasure leaving her lips.  He guided her through before he pulled away.  He licked his finger clean, giving her a moment to breathe before climbing on top of her.  

“I’m gonna fuck a baby into you, My Cricket.”  

And he thrusted home. She gasped, his thick cock still surprising her. “Frankie!” she moaned. “So Full!”  

“Yeah baby, you like that? Such a good girl, taking my cock so well.” He slides back and thrusted in again, feeling her walls clamp over him. “Fuck Cricket, my queen.” He was slow and steady, hard and deep.  

She cried out as he hit that spot that only his dick or fingers could find. “Frank, I can’t.”  

“Yes, you can my love. Give me one more. Let me feel you cum all over me.” Frank pumped his hips harder into her before reaching down and stroking her clit, causing her wail as she reached her peak again.  “Fuck yes baby! Ah shit!” Frank roared as cummed in her hard as she pulsed around him. He collapsed on her for a moment before getting on his forearms, keeping most of his weight off of her. He watched as he eyes focused again on him, the dizziness from her orgasm clearing.  He kissed her softly. “I love you, Cricket.”  

“I love you Frankie,” she whispered. She kissed his lips and then his cheek as he went to kiss her forehead. He pulled away gently, rolling onto his back. She cuddled into his side; his arm wrapped around her. There was silence for a few moments, just their breathing could be heard as it settled to normal.  

“About what I wanted to talk about,” Frank started.  

“Is it bad?” 

“No, I don’t think so.” He sighed, kissing her hair. “I’ve been thinking about our situation.” She moved to sit up, but he held her close. “No, not that. I was thinking that maybe we should talk to Mary.”  

“About what?” 

“About becoming her parents.  For real.”  

This time, Abby forced her way to a seated position, clutching the sheets around her chest. “Are you serious?” 

Frank could usually tell what his wife was thinking. But tonight, in this moment, he was lost. “Cricket, if you think it’s a bad idea or if you don’t...” 

“Shut up Franklin.” Abby’s eyes became shiny. “All I’ve ever wanted to do was make Mary our girl, officially.  She’s mine, she’s always been ours.” A single tear fell. “I just thought you never wanted to because of Diane.”  

“Baby,” he cupped her face a wiped the tears with his thumbs. “I didn’t want to before because I wanted to do it with you. You’re her momma.” He kissed her gently and Abby cried. “That a yes, Cricket?” 

“Absolutely.” She started to get out of bed.  

“Where are you going?” 

“To tell Mary.”  

“Its 1 AM Cricket. She’s asleep.” Frank pulled her back into bed as she pouted. “We gotta talk to Andy to make sure we can first.” He kissed her temple and pulled the covers over them again.  

Abby laid down and stared at the ceiling. “We still gonna try for a baby? Because, you know, I have to stop my birth control for that to happen.”  

Frank stilled, realizing what he had said in the heat of the moment. “I know.”  

“You still want kids with me?” Abby chewed her lip.  

“Cricket, I would have a baseball team with you, if you let me.”  He smiled. “But for now, let's just try for one more.”  

Abby smiled. “So, this is our new adventure?” 

Frank tilted her face up. “The next adventure.” 

NEXT

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[dio-the-thot-exterminator]

I feel so weird and like I'm doing something wrong?? My Boss manager always being so passive aggressive to me or maybe I'm just not used to ppl being so stupid.

She's like "you NEED to be selling the credit cards more. You know we base your scheduling on how many credit card u sell and if you don't have high numbers then when I start hiring new people..."

HIRING WHO?????? HIRING WHOO???? Id like to see all the people you’re hiring hmm? Where? You can barely keep ur own managers from constantly calling out of work. So ur forced to do 60 hr work weeks every month. I know u ain't talking to me And the other two associates always call out or don't show up so I have to come and cover for them…I KNOW YOU AIN'T TALKING TO ME!??!??!?!?

"Your job is to sell the stuff at the counter and credit cards" ok then why am I sweeping the floors and cleaning the bathrooms and wiping the mirrors and pricing merch and tagging and taking out the trash and dusting and packaging online orders etc?

She like "even tho ur just an associate u NEED to be reading the emails everyday" girl how is knowing what the stores over n Texas and Florida make gon help me 💀 She acts like she got hella people on stand by bitch u dont she tryna lecture telling me I need to do more... All you do is talk on the phone and ask ppl to join ur church.

She be in the corner somewhere on the phone and the customers are like "um...excuse me?" And she ignored them so I gotta help them. Even tho she tasked me with scanning all the fucking items in the store!!

And she literally told me "u need to pay attention more to the customers YOU'RE NOT HERE TO COMPLETE TASKS!!!" AHHHHHHUAHHHHHHHHHHHHH what do you mean???????? Wtf am i here for then??

I'm bout to snap on her fr maybe I'm too combative… she got me pushing around this chart.

She was like complaining "uh make sure you fix that bcuz y'all like to leave it a mess 😒" And I was bout to say "bitch who tf is y'all??????" I KNOW how you are and I know you complain about every lil thing, so whenever i'm pushing that chart around it be looking neat and tidy and I put it back like that too. 

I'm da best employee she has!!! My other managers Jays and Red were literally like “ugh we were so lucky to have found you” and the other day a customer had came back into the store to tell my manager Red what a good job i did helping her find what she needs and being accommodating…The other associates dont do shit.

The college girl who barely works saw a box all messed up, she tried to quickly close the top (didn't work) and then she just walked away. I was like "um aren't u gon fix that?" And she was like "oh yeah right" Like??? And all she does is stand behind da counter. The store be a mess and she be standing.

The phone guy just be on his phone and he be chilling in da back. I know u are not on my case. when u let a whole ass employee stay in the break room his entire shift 💀.

I feel like she get someone sort of power trip off it and she just needs someone to terrorize and she choose me because I'm always there 🥲 (this is the reward i get for being a real ass employee??) 

Boss manager was like "I'm going to start quizzing you guys on what was in the manual  bcuz y'all act like talk forgot, you NEED to be following them!!" Girl still on shit from da "training" videos. Shit she don't even follow…

Yesterday she was like, “go reprice the entire clearance section, make sure you don't leave the chart out!!! Every Time someone walks in the store, put the chart back and greet them!!! (she's standing next to the entrance doing nothing) Well this NEEDS to be done before your shift ends so get it together hurry up!!! And you can actually leave the chart out when u need to ring someone up on the register (she is one the phone and didn't notice someone standing there) OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING THAT GUY NEEDS HELP!!! HELP HIM!!! GOOOO!!! AND TAKE THE CHART WITH YOU!!!!! OMG OMG STOP STOP LEAVE THE CHART HELP THAT GUY NOWW UGHHHHHHH!!!!!" and she is...standing there doing nothing...he walked up to her first bcuz she was closer…

Its so awkward asking someone to apply for the credit card, bcuz the boss manager expects you to harass every customer (she literally follows them around the store and asking them repeatedly to sign up i counted once…she asked one person 7 times) AND it's not even only the credit card, it's everything in the damn store. AND she only wanted 1 person on the register even when its rlly busy, trying to sell everything in the store…. (you guys only 2 people are allowed in the ENTIRE STORE one associate and one manager bcuz the company wants to be cheap)

It's like the customer places whatever they’re buying down and I have to say “hey this thing is buy one get on half if you're interested, and we have this item on sale, also if you wanted any of these items they’re behind you. Do you want any of this? I can show you the different ones we sell. And we have this too. I can help you pick out the one you need. We also have a credit card, if you want, you'll earn coupons and get a discount off today's purchase :D"

And she wants us, to say that, TO EVERY SINGLE CUSTOMER!! Everyone…

So it gets so awkward asking, especially if they are just buying like one little item. And to make things worse she's so nitpicky about everything like I was asking if they wanted to join our rewards and she was like "ugh if you ask it like that of course they're gonna say no!!!" And then she...didn't give me a way I should ask them…

I just nod and say "okay" whenever she starts ranting. She just get on my nerves a lot but that's also bcuz ima hater. Idk i feel like i do everything correctly and efficiently so idk why my managers are always attacking or complaining about me. 

Can I pleaseeeee have a job where I only need to complete tasks??? Where are those jobs?? Someone point me in the right direction

[shrrpteeth]

hello shan, thank you very much for the tag but unfortunately i forgot my spotify password. but here are my top 10 repeated songs rn, just for you to judge 🙏🙏 (also if u saw the reply no u didnt im a bit slow but then i was like wait lets send an ask instead... anyway 😭)

before we begin - broadcast (a meredith/addison one-shot based on this song is cooking rn)

future starts slow - the kills (song that permanently rewired the electrical circuit in my head that lets me pretend im human when i was 10 years old , nothing has been the same since)

gimme shelter - the rolling stones (wild dog freaking tf out gif)

blue jeans - god herself

bette davis eyes - kim carnes (my mom and i love this song plus it has always reminded me of meredith)

i wish i didn't love you so - k.d. lang (i may be a hater but i am also a lover❤️)

strangelove - depeche mode live at 101 concert (sex)

addicted to love - skylar grey (villaneve... but also addison ? perhaps 🤔 much to consider)

ultraviolence - lesus del rchrist

ain't nobody - rufus, chaka khan (i have these like. OCs i guess / this series called "limelight" i daydream about and sometimes write the script for which is about a young hairdresser and makeup artist falling in love with an older actress and this would be the song that plays at the end of the episode where they finally figure out their shit and kiss at a hockey game (like u kno how theres a kiss cam etc) and make their relationship public. very specific ik . sometimes im like hm i kinda wanna go to film school and become a script writer and maybe even actress but then i remember im eastern european and need to get that bag or else my parents will late term abort me 💯🙏)

so yeah ❗️❗️ thanks again for the tag. nothing i love to do more than yap ESPECIALLY about myself ❤️

sjdhsj yes i did see ur reply and was confused why it was gone after like a minute. also def not judging u have a Very Cool And Sophisticated And Mysterious music TASTE and im not in any position to judge w my Very Basic music taste😭 also love the little notes w each song ty bestie🫶🫶 (would love to hear more abt that meddison oneshot pls pls pls)

[eurydicees]

tagged by @selkiecoded !! ty for the tag <3333

10 characters for 10 fandoms:

ohshc: TAMAKI TAMAKI TAMAKI. he's my special little guy. he's everything to me. i haven't posted about him in a minute but he's on my mind still. he's so special to me.

haikyuu: god. um. i have a short list of characters i could put here that is not actually a short list. but i know i have to go with oikawa. he's everything. he's so complex and also has nothing but volleyball in his head. he was intended to be a pretty boy character but he has an ambition that will tear down everything in his way. he's so biracial bisexual bipolar coded. to me.

uh. do i even like anything else. oh! pjo!!!! percyyyyyy. my beloved main character. truly one of the YA/children's lit narrators of all time.

fruits basket: kyo sohma!!! he's everything . he's so teenager with emotional regulation issues and so much trauma with a side of monstrosity complex and mommy issues. and it's perfect.

dude i'm truly running out of interests i am the most boring person alive i care about, like, three things ever. um. mcu? bucky barnes is sooooo <3333333

blue lock!! BACHIRA. he's my guy. i could wax poetics about him for years. can't believe i forgot him smh. #fake fan

trigun: vash the stampede my dear dear dear love. he's so "i ruin the things i love but god do i choose to love anyways." and it means everything to me.

atla: sokka !!! what a character.

i am truly scraping the bottom of the barrel with fandoms. i love this one but i never talk about it because im too caught up in the tamaki suoh and tooru oikawa of it all. anyways. madoka magica: homura. my roommate once told me i'm just like her for real and that make me a little insane ngl. the problem is that it's so true. i, too, would change the narrative to doom the world but simultaneously doom my love in a fruitless, desperate attempt to save her from said narrative.

oh im so stupid. where did your url come from tumblr user eurydicees. where did your fucking online NAME come from eury. anyways. hadestown: eurydice. fuckin obviously. god. im clearly so tired. love her tho.

also if u have ever tagged me in something and i didn't reply i am so sorry it's not you it's fully my lack of attention span, i probably saw and got distracted by smth else before i could reply/do the tag game. sorry. some crimes can never be forgiven but please keep tagging me in stuff anyways

[blkkizzat]

🍒 anon is back and NO i did not read plug choso pt 3 as yet because i started reading it in public and a bitch started sweating ummmm i need to save that one for bedtime ….

STOP I SAW THE VOYEUR TAG IM SO- listen idc how good the dick is, he's gonna have to apologize sharing a blunt w gouda bitch for monthsssss i was heartbroken LMAO

Oh my godddd im kissing you and ur brain, u get it!!!! Like the way a woman's virginity determines her value to some men is 🙄 and it's definitely not the other way around too like smh. Also what u said abt pcos and endo and how it would have alr be cured if men got it im !!!!! Say it louderrrr

Tbh i also like bunny bc she's just so silly yk? Like she's living her best and cutest life and i love her for that!!! Overly moral or perfect characters run flat to me but i swear i have a girl crush on bunny bc she just that bitch! The way she's assured of her own sexuality is HOT! love thatttt

A tarot deck omg. No bc fr bunny would have a tarot deck and be using it to try and get answers for finals or asking which boom bro she should sleep w that week lol

PLSSSS gf!choso reader was so fun, gf!cho in general was insane bc….that smut scene yoooooo…. Im also a fat cat haver and the only crotch wedgie i will ever like is the one gf!choso gave reader bc that shit was insane 😭 speaking of which i just bought new thongs and im praying the front is wide enough to not dig in 🙏

Omg but the age gap in gf!choso was so hot too like idk why that just popped into my head lol

I'm 5'10!!! And ooo the gowns are so pretty but i deadass have nowhere to wear them LMAO 

mwahhh 🍒 anon 

My 🍒 pookies!

Lol no I get it haha, smut can be a bit much for public. 😆

But I feel like Choso more than makes up for sharing that blunt by the end of the fic haha~~🤭

Yeah non-2d men suck lmfao basically is what that boils down to!!!

Yaaas you get Bunny! She can very slightly between fic but overall you nailed it perfectly!!! Jhdfskjh crying at her using tarot for hookups. That thought tickling me fr. Hehe it’s about to tell her to date nerd!geto tho, ahhh I can’t wait to start writing that. Hopefully I can finish the 3-4 things I have ahead of it quickly since nothing should be so long like plug!choso lol. 

LOLOL OMFG I forgot all about that crotch wedgie scene. Sometimes I be high as hell writing smut scenes and the craziest shit be coming out. 

AHHHHH omfg I totally feel you there with thongs there’s just so many times like one coochie lip be popping out in thongs. Like id rather them both just show a little then one just being freed fkjdsflkjhsf. 

Older choso <3333 haha, unlike plug!choso reader is not ashamed of gf!choso and tries to get him to come to her sorority parties and dress up. And he’s like “u know ur tempting me to kill every frat boy who looks at you rn” but he also goes cause his piercing stares keep them all away from you LOL. 

5’10 is model height though!! I get though wanting to feel more petite. It’s hard for me at 5’7 most of my friends are like under 5’5.😭😭

[carmenized-onions]

Yap sheet live and in color pt 2!! Um ily this is so fun im actually having such a good week and the fact that U updated also just makes it even better 🫶🫶🫶 also i think to maybe see if it doesn't make the ask so super long on like feeds imma try this with no spaces between maybe idk

1.) This is literally from the tags i haven't even started reading, but hurt,,, some comfort??? UGH okay off i go

2.) WAIT THE OTHER SHOE THING IS SO FUCKING BRILLIANT ONION WTF

3.) Lowk forgot i was doing this for a sec bc im waiting for water to boil cause im making dinner rn BUT OH BOY DID THIS BRING IT BACK FOR ME

CARMY CALLING RICHIE A DEAD BEAT MAN ILL BEAT UP THAT LITTLE RAT BOY i love him so much it hurts but ill kick his ass fr like just bc ur hurting doesnt mean u make everyone else hurt (even tho thats how he was raised :< anyways thats 1 L for carm major L

4.) YEAHH RICH FUCKING SPEAK ON IT SPEAK ON ITTTT oh uh oh not tony catching strays rip us. Double uh oh coming from carmy. Also carmy thats another L don't do richie like that :<

5.) I fucking love you :< AND THEN FOR HIM TO SAY RICHIE IS NOTHING LIKE FUCK RIGHT AWF L MAJOR L

6.) Yk what this chapter is going to be endless Ls for carm i can already tell but :< the whole oh are you gonna fix him too?? Like I can just feel and see like the hurt radiating off of him thru the screen like he's clearly so affected by all the stuff he saw but :< thats still not an excuse CARMEN

7.)The fact that Tony feels like she needs to prove herself, that she can take it, makes me very :<

8.) Also like I'm intrigued bc it almost feels like more than Tony just not charging them for the services out of like the goodness of her own heart or guilt over not being there for mikey like i originally thought like theres something else going on there i am ✨️confused✨️

9.) Noooo not Tony thinking she did something wrong :<<<

10.) i fear im going to jump off a bridge at this rate bc WAAAAAAA carmy is obviously so upset and he CLEARLY doesnt know how to handle that he IS SO ME

11.) MAJOR L MAJOR L

carmy im coming for you count your days that was so uncalled for Carmen what the FUCK onion im coming for u bc I just know I would be sobbing on the floor if carmen said that to me like especially bc Tony very obviously blames herself already :<

12.) Okay my noodles are done so BUT im mildly confused is all this carmy pov happening right after he yelled actually i just glanced back and yes it is and i will say i am glad carmy is at least A LITTLE self aware and that he's completely off the rails anyway

13.) :< i want my comfort neow right neow onion this is making me so sad (im on like point 7) also verbal confirmation that tony is crying like this isnt even a carmy specific L this is just an L

14.) Carmy just major self loathing makes me sad like yes he did this to himself but also like this is just the only way hes ever been shown how to express himself and ugh this better end with him going to therapy (i know it wont)

15.) Um so i read all of tonys thing just now i think uh anyway im gonna kms now tony thinks he hates her :< i really want my comfort now

16.) I know carmy doesnt deserve comfort but also i think he does a little is that too much to ask for

17.) Also the whole heart to heart with Richie makes me so :< i dont have a lot of coherent notes to write except for :< like im very :< right now

18.) Also i LOVE that tony is going to go to the fucking eras tour with richie and eva i LOVE that anyway um ACK ACK ACK

19.) ALSO ALSO ALSO like UGHHHH richie telling tony its not her fault mikey died and them commiserating is so fucking AGH

20.) STOP THE BANTER wait pause

21.) firstly um tony STILL looking out for carmy warms my heart thats fucking cold bc u KILLED ME anyway

22.) Right. UGHHHHH the banter has me just a touch :> bc like syd and tony dogging on richie is so :>. But overall im still :<.

23.) Stop not mikey thinking that tony and carmy would be a good match :< also like i feel like that *kinda* confirms that tony and mikey didnt have a thing bc why tf would he say that if they ever did but anyway

ONION TONY AND CARMY BETTER FUCKING TALK IN THE NEXT ONE IM SO FUCKING SERIOUS

As always i adore you and your writing even if i almost sobbed reading this one there were actual tears in my eyes and i never ever ever cry reading stuff or consuming media so fuck you so hard for that one

🫶🫶🫶 till next time pookie

LETS. GET. INTO ITTT.. Yap Sheet from Just Dropped, I'm excited to hear your thoughts on Something to Do!! Unless you already did-- And I'm just real fuckin slow to churn through my inbox.

THE NO SPACES SEEMED TO HAVE WORKED??? I hope that was easy for you, on your end-- If it's not, simply destroy people's pages it's fine we ball.

I did the.... some comfort because I was like... It does definitely hurt-- Comfort wise, it's definitely there, but you just don't really get it from the person you want it from, yknow?

AND THANK YOU-- I was very happy, when I realized the silly other shoe bit I could do. fun hat trick on my part.

DEAD BEAT BROOOO-- I can't remember if I added that or if it was in the original dialogue. I think I added it? I remember needing a transition line, to get into it-- It was like the Carmen equivalent of Richie's okay donna-- WOOF

I'll just do one point, for the Richie side of the fight, as I the writer don't have much to say about it but yeah it was-- Shit was brutal. It was very interesting to look at the freezer fight again with the perspective of Tony in mind and going,,,, huh,,,, they could both be talking to her, in this. The You're Nothing really also-- I wonder if Carmen will ever actually say that to someone, in canon. I don't think he could. But also they might just be saving it for the biggest explosion.

Writing Carmen's dialogue for this was very tough and interesting, for me-- Because like-- With the information he had, I kinda got it. Like yes 100% self-destructive tendencies but also I think I could sympathize with like, essentially him thinking he was basically some sort of manic pixie to be fixed by Tony. He was wrong, but like-- I get the concern. He shoulda voiced it better but I get him.

YEAAHHHH, YEAAHHHH Tony before this chapter for the most part I think only displayed the good/quirky parts about being the anxious helpful hero type, and this chapter and onward I think really got into the genuinely self-destructive behaviours of her thinking she needs to be able to take shit.

There was in fact, something going on there. With the invoice. LMAO. Tony's nice but she understands the power of a dollar

The repeated 'did i do something wrong' across multiple chapters-- Fuckin, in anything 'did i do something wrong' will always fucking get my ass. Like it's just so. It's. I'm, I'm fuckin sweatin just thinking about it. It always hurts.

CARMEN MAJOR L MOMENT ABSOLUTE L.

It's funny that while writing that line, I had always planned for that line to be like, the spinebreaker but I was worried, when I had actually put it to paper, that readers were somehow not gonna think it was that bad. I'm glad everyone thought it was horrifically bad. He fucked up there.

I won't comment much on Carmen's POV because there's some surprises I have in stock, for you, with that-- But I do agree. I think Carmen is typically slow to realize he fucked it-- But when it's something like that and everyone has a volatile reaction-- He's gonna know immediately that it's over.

Here's the thing, I can't show you any lines from the next chapter, because literally every single line is a spoiler for what the chapter is. but I've realized actually I can show you an old draft-- This was from the original list of the seven things.

I took this out, inevitably, but I did really like the idea of like... Realizing that this moment isn't just a now fuck up, it's a forever fuck up.

14. both of those fuckers went right on the self-loathing train. What could we expect from them? Choo choo, mf.

16. I hate to tell you this. He's gonna have a terrible time. I'm not letting that motherfucker catch a break. You'll see what I mean, in time.

17. WHY'S THE HEART TO HEART MAKE YOU FROWN--- I mean I get it but like BITTERSWEET RIGHT? RIGHT? ANYONE?? IS THIS THING ON?? Do you think the writers knew when they wrote season 2 and Richie getting Swift tickets they knew those things were gonna be like 3000 dollars a pop. I feel like they didn't. I like to go back and read this bit, from time to time. I just really like Richie and Chip. Am I a Rich/Chip believer? Honestly. A little bit I think. I have a wandering eye. I think.

21. Tony will always look out for Carm. It's so lame. get UP girl be PETTY-- HAUNT HIS ASS!!! DO A HAUNT!!!!

23. I love that you say kinda. I love that know one trusts me with a slight confirmation. I have poisoned the water mistrust and I love that.

I'M HONOURED TO GET YA MISTY-- MEANS A LOT, I hope you enjoy/enjoyed the next one. Love you fuck you sorry not sorry at all my bad your fault hugs and kisses THANK YOU BYYYYEE

[vaporwavebeach]

about the blogger meme!!!!

Thanks for the tag @finniestoncrane u are so swag!!!!

Star Sign(s): Leo sun, Cancer moon, Pisces rising 😎😎 (idk jack shit about astrology LMAO)

Favorite Holidays: it’s a tie between Christmas (bc the vibes are immaculate) or 4th of July (I love summer fr)

Last Meal: chicken cutlets and some leftover rice and veggies

Current Favorite Musician: it’s a tie between Steely Dan and Billy Joel (I’m not beating the Hughie Campbell allegations)

Last Music Listened To: Nice by Duran Duran

Last Movie Watched: Currently watching Noelle (SPECIFICALLY for Bill Hader LMAO) but if that doesn’t count, I saw Wonka yesterday and it actually was pretty good 😭😭

Last TV Show Watched: Rick and Morty LMAO

Last Book/Fic Finished: The Twilight Saga: The Official Illustrated Guide LMAO

Last Book/Fic: a Barry fic I forgot what it was called, but the dynamics go CRAZY

Currently Reading: nothing 😭😭

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/ Hyperfixation: idk, it all rotates between Barry, The Boys, Hunger Games/TBOSAS, Twilight, Rick and Morty, Papa Louie games or my oc lore LMAO

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: being on call with my homies 😎😎

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: my Hunger Games era from a decade ago is coming back bc of TBOSAS, but I wish it came back full force instead of little bits and pieces yknow?

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: Broken Age or Ni No Kuni 😭😭 those were my FAVORITE games back in the day and it’s so hard to find ANYTHING for them

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/ Don't Have Time For: my oc lore 😭😭

Tagging the homies: @luckyspade-8 @pestis-blight @r1ddly @gethrax

[tallyanimatez]

Hello Tally!!

So,, feathers AU Jade Leech, or rather the whole octavinelle trio

Since MC’s essentially sabotaging racers to ensure Grim’s win, I wanna see how their interactions go down with the trio, considering how shady they are in the canonical story :D

Does Azul know of the fowl (pun intended) play going on behind the scenes? Does he do anything to stop it, or make it benefit him as well? Are Crowley and Azul competing with each other in this aspect? Very intriguing, would like to know

Have a great day/night :D

... *puts down telephone* This is going to be a long one

So just like everyone the octo trio doesn't know who the culprit is either, but he does know that Crowley is involved in this sabotaging race incident, he just doesn't have the evidences to prove it and is working to prove it, although the culprit seems to be pointing at you the more he tries to deny it...

Not every doors are ment to be opened, just like how every secrets are ment to be kept

A mushroom encyclopedia, a hugging killing machine, and a shady takoyaki.

Never get their interest they say

Be careful of what you wish for they say

Don't try fiddling with their secrets they say

Even if somethings might not be true to the targeted people, it's always better to be safe than sorry. A fake trap can still be a trap if use correctly, so any information you grasp, whether real or fake, could always come in use if you know how to play your chess.

You've heard more or less from the Octavinelle team, and alot about their shady business. They say that they're capable of making everyone's wish come true if they can uphold the cost, in which...not all were able to uphold it and become a fool of themselves, pathetic really... but you don't want to join that gang, you're already a fool as if you are right now.

So don't screw it up, your name does not exist in this world as people don't care about it, create a reputation that even you can't disperse, then everything will be over.

You've never met the head of the team neither the twins that follows them, and you prefer it that way as your actual status is being wanted by every Great Sevens whether were they your victims or not.

You have met someone similar to the Octavinelle head's description, a man with light grey wavy hair, with one long lock who surprisingly- can't fly very well despite claiming to be a racer, you find it funny seeing him struggle to even move 1 inch above ground. Then there's twin who looks very identical, one who has manners and rambles like a mushroom encyclopedia, the other is a big hugging killing machine you'd like to refer to since his grip could break your bones if you're not paying attention.

The shady business takoyaki, you like to call him that, once rambled about a sabotager in alot of races which made you jolted a little. He might have caught on that small reaction of yours, cause now he seems interested to pry in every aspects of your personal life, the twins-well the less mannered one seems to cling on you even more while the other one watches intentively...

If the attention is too much, you can always cut ties with them, break every connection and throw it into the abyss, nobody will be able to repair something that's destroyed to the dust, neither be attentive enough to find all the pieces together

It's been a few months since you've last seen them for your sake. A few months of erasing your trails, your existences from this world again.

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Authors note: This draft has been sitting in my inbox for quite a while, I didn't have the full brain power to write anymore and I personally like it to be a cliffhanger :D

Anyways have a good day/night!