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hunterbunter3000 · 2 years ago

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OH LORD MAMA TAKE THE WHEEL THISNIS MY LAST ONE.

imagine the boys just got back from a mission and when they enter the base, they found sweetheart cooking their country food for them. The taste is giving ✨SEASONED✨, its giving ✨you want me to marry you✨, its giving ✨that type of food that added 10 years to your life span✨, ITS GIVING ✨YOU DID A VERY GOOD JOB AND IM PROUD OF YOU✨

NOOOO NEVER STOP THESE I SWEAR YOU'RE JUST FINE 😍😍🫂🫂 these give me life you have no idea miss roro💕

(@missroro ROROOO GURL IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER😭😭 PLS FORGIVE ME I WAS SHADOWBANNED AND THEN OTHER ASKS KEPT POURING IN🧎‍♀️this is quite long, so hopefully you will take that as a sacrifice for my tardiness 🙏I hope you're doing well! I miss you LOTS 💓)

BUT UGHHH GOD

And the FACT that I already have a scenario that's kinda like this blows my mind 🤯🤯

When Sweetheart wasn't needed for this certain mission, she said "aight bet. I know yall are gonna be so damn tired and hungry so watch this WORK."

(Idk if you wanted Sweetheart to cook her home food, or cook their country meals, so imma do both 💀)

Her home-cooked food:

When Task Force 141 came back to the base they smelt that SEASONING IMMEDIATELY LIKE--

Gaz: Something just happened.

I know he's the FIRST to book it to the living room, and then he sees the PLETHORA

GRITS, SWEET YAMS, MAC AND CHEESE, CHICKEN, HAM, GREENS AND OX TAILS, CORNBREAD-- ALL THE GOOD SHIT YOU CAN THINK OOOFFF

Gaz squeals (LITERALLY SQUEALS) cause he's been wanting to taste her cooking.

(He's always asked about African-American cooking since he grew up with British cooking. Sweetheart told him the goodness and he's been hooked on it ever since)

Everyone else comes in and sees the table and they're just in shock

Like what the hell- how long did it take you to make all this?? I love you???

It felt so domestic, like coming home to a home cooked meal after getting off work and seeing your wife smile at you saying "welcome home, dear!"

Sweetheart is just beaming at them, saying "I know yall have been through hell, so have a lil' piece of heaven!" (She's so CHEESY) the mother in her comes thru, telling them to take showers and get situated first then come eat.

WHEN I TELL YOU THAT THEY B O O K E D IT TO THE MENS SHOWERS TO GET CLEAN-- GHOST PUSHED ALEX AND SOAP INTO A WALL SO HE CAN GET THERE FIRST (König and Price were already in there LOL they're witches I swear)

They were done so quickly Sweetheart had to check if some of them were actually clean

Sweetheart: Suds?

Soap, flushed: uhm, yeah?

Sweetheart, eyes squinting: Did you wash yo' ass?

Soap:

Soap: Yes...?

Sweetheart: GO GET CLEANED

Soap: BUT FOOD--

Sweetheart: G O

(Alex and Gaz low key laughing at him and Price is disgusted that Soap sometimes doesn't wash his ass)

They all finally sit down and they just enjoy the warm feeling in their chests while looking at the food. Sweetheart turns on some r&b music (is this a black 80s BET movie? MAYBE) and she walks to the edge of the table, eyes are filled with love and pride for her team. "Aight, I'm gonna keep this short and simple cause I know all yall are hungry and tired," she starts. The team sit on every word she says, as they always do. She smiles. "I'm glad you all made it back safely. Successful mission or not, I will always be proud of all of you. I love yall."

She's too good for them, man. Wtf

They all just fell in love with her more AHA

So she sits down and the chatter and clatter begins. They all moaned so much when they ate the food 💀💀

(They all went into a food coma and had the BEST SLEEP EVER)

(If she made everyone's food from their culture) (I put my whole ass into this wow)

When SAS and Los Vaqueros trudged through the hallway, they heard a clang and a yelping "Ow! Son of a-"

Price and Ghost look at each other before picking up the pace towards the kitchen. "Sweetheart? Are you -" Price freezes when he sees the kitchen filled with different types of food. " - Okay..."

"Oh fuck-- Hey! Yall are back already! That's wonderful." Sweetheart nervously laughs as she wipes her hands on her messy apron. The others start to come in, not expecting the different dishes on the counters. She squeals, "Nah uh! Don't come in here! Go and get cleaned now, all of you!" They stare at her for a bit until sprinting to the Men's Showers. Shouts and loud bangs from falling tact gear are heard, making Sweetheart chuckle and shake her head. Once the men came back to the kitchen, she was gone and so was the food. "In here!" She yelled. Soap made it first to the dining room and let out a big gasp. On the long, make-shift table sat a multitude of different foods and drinks each man recognized from their home country.

"Oh, mo leannan, this looks barry!" Soap exclaims.

"In English, Mactavish." Ghost mumbles, making Soap kiss his teeth. "This looks wonderful, St.! I'm- how did you--" Sweetheart shushes him, Soap still smiling ear to ear. "Don't ask questions! Just come sit down and get your plate."

They all grab a plate and utensils with rushed steps and big smiles.

- 𓆩♡𓆪 -

Price, Ghost, and Gaz sat at the end, where they all recognize the things to make Bangers and Mash. Shepherd's Pie and Fish and Chips could be found on all their plates with a side of Barm cakes. Their dishes melt in their mouths, dragon breathing at every bite since it was still hot. Ghost had a feeling in his chest that he felt extremely warm and overwhelming. He didn't think she would make something like this for him. "How're yall enjoying it?" She asks behind Price. "Umberweivable!" Gaz spouted out, a disbelief and amazed look on his face. Sweetheart laughs at him, "Hopefully, that meant unbelievable!" Gaz nods quickly with big food-filled cheeks. "Absolutely amazing, Princess." Price says after taking a swig of homemade Ginger Beer. "Haven't had Shepherd's Pie and Ginger Beer in so long. Good run down memory lane." Price smiles with soft and grateful eyes. Sweetheart snorts out a laugh and taps her cheek. Price raises an eyebrow until the embarrassment creeps in. He grabs his napkin and wipes the food that was stuck to his cheek. "I'm glad you like it, Cap! It was so hard finding an easy recipe for that damn beer." Sweetheart grumbles, looking at the kitchen with furrowed eyes and hand on Price's shoulder. He leans into her touch and sighs. "All in all, thank you." He murmurs, lifting her hand and placing a kiss on it. Sweetheart giggles, ignoring the heat coming from her hand. "You're very welcome!" She moves to Ghost, who has been quietly shoveling food in his mouth. "Hey Ghost! Are you--" Sweetheart stopped when he looked up at her. Eyes big with tears running down his flushed, stuffed cheeks. His eyes tick away from her changed face. "What...?" Simon whispers. She gives him a soft smile as one of her hands wipes off his tears. He didn't even notice the tears falling... "You enjoying the food?" She asks softly. Oh, that tone. That tone she uses only for Simon. He shivers, nodding his head slowly and then laying on her hip. She coos, wrapping her hand around his head while giving him head scratches to calm him down. You're alright, Simon. She's saying through her touch. Enjoy yourself.

Soap was practically vibrating in his chair when he saw a pitcher of Scottish Ale next to a big pot of Cullen Skink and an array of Scotch Pies with small Bacon Butties on the side. He did a double take when he saw a dish filled with Stovies and fried cut potatoes. Just how he ate it when he was younger. He lets out a disbelieved laugh as he reaches for it. "St.!" He calls out to her. She comes over with a worried look. "Wassup Suds? Everything okay?" He looks up at her with glassy eyes and a smile, nudging the Stovies. Sweetheart snickers, "I told you I would make it! I remember you tellin' me that your...màthair? Or-- mudder- damn I forgot how to say it-- but ya mom use to make this for you! So I looked up a recipe and may have added some of my extra spice to it." She explains as she whispers and laughs that last part. He can't believe that she remembers that. He told her that when he met her; telling her all the different Scottish cuisines. "I hope it tastes good..." She mumbles to herself. She cares. Soap grabs his spoon and collects some of the dish. She cares so much. Memories going through his mind when he chews it. She cares too much. "It's delicious." Soap whimpers out. Sweetheart smiles as she bends down to hug him. "I'm glad you like it."

Alejandro exclaims loudly when he takes a bite of his abundantly covered Elote. Rudy chuckles at him, taking another big ladel of Pancita and putting it in his bowl. "Hey guys, are you- WOW," Sweetheart yells. "You guys really ate almost everything! The Tamales and Flautas are gone..." Alejandro hums as he swallows. "So is the Ceviche and the Pipián." They both laugh at Sweetheart's surprised face. "Yall were hungry!!"And we still are, mama!" Alejandro snickers, taking more bites of his corn. "Mi flor, how did you make some of these dishes? And by yourself?" Rudy asks. He's so proud of her. He feels like he's back at home. "Oh, I had some help! Kinda-- some of the rookies helped me make the dishes! But then I kicked them out cause they were getting on my nerves." Sweetheart said, making the men laugh. "I knew you were a good cook. You would make a good wife someday, Sweetheart!" Alejandro shouted out as he smiled. Her shy laugh made him feel warm, but he wants his statement to come true.

König wanted to cry. He hasn't seen such a big pan of Tiroler Gröstl in a while. A basket of Kaiser Rolls is next to some Kasnocken and a pot full of Potato Gulasch. He scratches the brown hood he has on. Sweetheart made it for him so he could wear it when he's on base, since his other one was stinking up the joint. He watches Krueger take a big bite of his food and gulp down his drink that tastes like Almdudler. He's also wearing a hood that Sweetheart made for him; light blue fabric and handmade yellow stars scattered around it. It's scrunched up to his nose, his scarred lips still munching on his roll. He seems to be enjoying himself. König hasn't eaten with Krueger ever since they were kids. The impact on Krueger's actions in the past really changed everything for König and the family. But at least they're bonding in silence. "Hey, you two! Enjoying the food?" Sweetheart asks. Sweetheart. "Yes, meine kleine Göttin. It's very tasty." Krueger compliments her. She giggles, but it's cut short when Krueger grabs her arm and kisses her cheek. "Thank you for this wonderful feast, my love." He whispers in her ear with a smirk. Her mind goes blank for a moment, the heat of the kiss still searing on her brown skin. König grips his fork hard, turning his knuckles white. She sputters and then loudly laughs. "Yeah! No- no problem! I uh, König? How you uh, you enjoying the food?" He looks down at his plate, still quite full of food, yet not feeling like eating any of it anymore. König smiles with his eyes. "I am, Schatz. Thank you."

Horangi was enjoying himself to the fullest. Slurping down some Jajangmyeon with korean fried chicken and Kimchi fried rice with an egg. It reminds him so much of his mother's cooking, and when he didn't receive any Valentine's Day gifts so he would eat the noodles on Black Day. He blows on the noodles, the steam fogging up his black sunglasses. He wishes his past choices didn't bring him to this point. To be reminded of what he had, and now it's gone. He drank some of his soda, causing a big burp outta him. "You seem to be enjoying it, Horangi!" But without all his choices, he wouldn't have met her. He chuckles, covering his heavily scarred smile with his hand. Her warm hand snakes around his, gently pulling it down. She wants to see his smile. Her eyes sparkle at seeing his half-uncovered face. He's so pretty... "You like the noodles? M'sorry if I got the sauce wrong, I think I forgot some ingredients--" Horangi shakes his hand up. "No, no! It's perfect. The black bean sauce is amazing. I almost finished the whole pot." He's extremely impressed by her, but the cold feeling in his spine is wanting him to put the mask back on. Sweetheart squeals and claps, "Oh wonderful! I'm so glad you like it! By the way.." She leans down to hug his frozen form. "I hope to see your smile again. It's very pretty." She says. He is not grateful for his past choices, but he is grateful for her.

Alex and Roach enjoy their food in comfortable, happy silence. Alex hasn't had a decent cheeseburger since his leave. He dips a crinkle cut fry in ketchup, while Roach enjoys a big Maine Crab Roll. He's never tasted one before, but he always has, ever since Sweetheart gave him a postcard with the Roll on it, it's been his dream to taste one. "Yo, Alex! How's the burger?" Sweetheart asks, walking up to the both of them. Alex hums with a smile on his face. "You can't go wrong with a cheeseburger unless it's from a dirty bar." Sweetheart laughs, "Amen to that! And you're you doing, Gare Bear? Ya like the roll?" She asks sweetly. Roach can feel his face heat up from the nickname. He puts it down, finally taking breaths from horking it down non-stop, and putting two thumbs up. Her bright smile made both of them feel warm inside.

Graves sighs. His bones and joints hurt so damn bad. That mission with everyone was successful but it always costed some type of labor pain. He went to his dorm, already clean and changed into casual clothes. He could've sworn he heard laughing on the other side of the base... It didn't matter to him. All he wanted to do was to sleep off this pain. He notices a big plate covered in tin foil and a small note plus a coke-a-cola on his door mat. His eyes scan down the hall way with confused brows. Is he being pranked by one of his shadows? He better not be, he doesn't have the patience for it- Oh it's from Sweetheart. Wait- "What?" Graves mumbles, eyeing the messy note. The note reads:

Hey Graves. Congrats on the successful mission

Made you some dinner cause I'm pro proo pri PROU FUCK proud of you. That is the only time I'm gonna say that to you and it's not even in person. Doesn't matter, enjoy the food

Sweetheart ♡ (p.s. you still an asshole and NO I did NOT put laxatives in your food this time)

He huffs out a chuckle with a wobbly smile. So she does care for him. In a-- weird, hateful way. He walks in his dorm with food and drink in hand and opens the tin foil, the smell of barbecue baby back ribs, steamed carrots, buttered rolls and mashed potatoes fill his nostrils. His mouth waters immediately as he sits in his desk chair. He digs in with the utensils that Sweetheart gave him, his mind immediately going to his repeated fantasy about having a family with Sweetheart. Her, serving him a big plate of food with their baby boy on her hip. She kisses Graves's forehead and situates their son in the high chair before she starts to eat as well. A happy smile works on his face, not feeling the tears streaming down his cheeks. A happy family. "It's delicious..."

- 𓆩♡𓆪 -

After Dinner Bonus!

"Hey, no one go ANYWHERE! Yall are helping me clean all this shit up!" Sweetheart points out with a frown. Soap laughs, "Of course, hen! Why wouldn't we?"

"You did a lot for us, Princess. We'll take care of everything now. Go and take a load off." Price says close to her. Very close to her. "Nah, I can help!" Sweetheart pushed. "Your shoulder has been bothering you, hasn't it?" Ghost said, making Sweetheart flinch. "Why you gotta call me out like that, man?" Sweetheart whined. He was right, though. She's been rotating her left shoulder from time to time, playing it off every time one of the boys asked about it.

Alejandro laughs, placing his hand on her hip. His thumb doing small circles on her thin clothing. Rudy and Krueger strolled towards Sweetheart. Rudy wore a soft smile, yet his eyes told a different story. A more mischievous story. Alejandro's voice dropped an octave, making a hot jolt spike through Sweetheart's spine. "Come now, mama. I know just what to do to help you relax."

°.Reblogs are highly appreciated.! Thank you for your support everyone!!

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irlcats-bracket · 1 year ago

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Bracket 3 Round 2 Poll 4

Gizmo vs Simon

GIZMO

Very orange and very dumb. Also soft and fluffy and a menace to society (aka: submitter and their partner). Has an adorable (if disturbing) foot fetish (he really likes to lick feet and play with shoes). He came from a bush and has never had The Braincell™️, but you can watch the gears in his head turn as he tries to have A Thought™️.

PROPAGANDA

Oh shoot it's Gizmo's time to shine! Vote for my dumb baby that likes climbing into bags and singing the song of his people

Gizmo needs you to know about his emotional support wand. He carries it around at random times of the day (mostly in the middle of the night) but if you try to play with it he walks away. Once you put it down he pounces and immediately carries it off into another room and sits on it.

You can find more pictures and stories of Gizmo on his Instagram

SIMON

he's two years old but still looks like he's six months old. he also recently cost his father and submitter 4k because he likes to eat random stuff off the ground :) luckily he's adorable, loves to beat them all up in the morning to wake us up, and his little meows sound like, "ba-hoo!"

PROPAGANDA

he is scared of everything that is not his mom, dad, or brother. everything else is to be treated as an very scary, dangerous enemy

he once cost us over 4,000 dollars in vet bills because he loves to try to eat random stuff off the ground. my fiancé and i both work minimum wage so you can imagine how happy we were

he went missing for 15 hours once because he pushed through a window screen and jumped. he is the last cat who would ever willingly go outside so wtf simon ....

he is a gremlin who thinks the world revolves around him (it does)

he loves letting me dress him up in hats, dresses, and shirts!

he loves to lick my fiancés face at 5am and will dig up the covers to get to him

he helps himself to any glass of water left out, even if you're also drinking it

he doesn't understand why people aren't always willing to share their food with him- he wants some!! give him a lil taste!

he also sat like this once ?

anyways i reached the mobile photo limit i hope you like my boy!!

SIMON SWEEP

#polls #cat #cats #catfight three #catfight three round two

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indigo-teenager · 1 year ago

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The First meeting

Part 1

About an LDR relationship

Egyptian X Australian

While I was daydreaming about my love, I heard over the speakers

"All passengers, this is the final boarding call for flight 17 to Canada at gate Jackie 3"

Oh crap I'm about to miss my flight! I grab my carry-on luggage in preparation for my huge 32-hour flight to Canada to surprise my gorgeous partner. As we started taking off, I started watching our favourite movie to watch together, giving myself butterflies. I fell asleep during the flight while watching the movie, but when I woke up, I could see the lovely city I had never been to but was home to my gorgeous partner

" All passengers welcome the city of *******. we hope you enjoy your stay."

As I was getting off the plane I failed to realise until I felt the cold air this is nothing like Australia as I was there in my shorts and short sleeve t-shirt and thongs (flip flops) I embrace the cold air all the way into the airport where I then embrace the warm air and change into my cold weather clothing in a convenient change room after I've finished changing I call up my airport shuttle bus to take me to my accommodation with my suitcase of clothing I expect to lose to my partner. Once my shuttle arrived me and the driver engaged in some small talk about the city and some romantic date ideas and famous locations around town he seemed quite surprised when I told him my partner lived in the city next thing I knew we had arrived at my accommodation after I got out of the bus the driver wasted no time in pulling out my suitcase from the back and giving it to me with a smile on his face I presumed because he thought I would give me a 5 star review which he was correct in assuming I would after he got me all checked in and gave me my room key I went straight to my accommodation after giving him a little wave goodbye once I got into my room I immediately got into bed and passed out.

The next morning I woke up at the ripe time of 8 in the morning on a Sunday and decided to go to the local popular shopping centre to get some nice new clothes as I was here on holidays as well and while I was shopping around with already have purchased a few clothes a familiar figure walked past while talking to a friend of hers next thing I knew I heard someone say my name in a surprised manner and as I turned around I realised why they looked so familiar it was my gorgeous partner standing before me our faces lit up like Christmas trees and then we started hugged each other and passionately kissing each other in the shopping centre leaving the friend very confused and flustered at the sight and timidly asked

"C-Cashy who is this guy you're hugging and kissing!?"

Cash replied Oh sorry Maddie this is my boyfriend his Australian.

"WHAT THE HELL CASH YOU-MmMm Cash covers her mouth shhh calm down and then I'll explain ok?

Maddie nodes In agreement

We then all move down one of the cafés to talk about me the boyfriend

So Maddie this is Zack my Australian partner we've been dating for a year and a half now but it's a secret from my parents so please don't tell them ok?

Maddie agrees then extends her hand to me apologising for her outburst

"Sorry as you already know I'm Maddie and I'm one of Cash's friends nice to meet you Zack"

I shake her hand saying it's nice to meet her too

After that Cash slaps my arm saying wtf Zack you never said you were coming over then she gives me a kiss

I laugh sorry babe I just wanted to surprise you didn't think you would be here tho haha

Well no duh it's the most popular shopping centre of course I would be here

Ok yeah that makes sense sorry but I was wondering do you have any plans this week?

No why?

I was wondering if you wanted to have a date week

OMG really Zack 😍

Yes I came here to see you after all

Ok yes I'm free but I can only go after school if that's ok with you.

Of course it's ok with me

But if you want Zack I'm not doing much today if you want to come shopping with me Maddie needed to go home soon anyway

Oh sure Zack replied

Ok then let's go.

As cash and Zack get up to go shopping

To be continued In part 2

"date at the shops"

#LDR #dating #determination #romantic #inspired by a friend

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punkscowardschampions · 2 years ago

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Bimmy & JJ

Bobby: [just got far too much time after school to be sat here stewing waiting for Jimothy to get home, me like I hope you washed up your tea mugs or we’ll be SUSPICIOUS honey]

Jimmy: [what a fun mood he’ll be in, having to wait because I’m sure Jimothy doesn’t get home til like 6 or even 6.30 sometimes, I’m also sure that whilst he carried the mugs and her sandwich plate into the kitchen he did not in fact wash them up so unless y’all have a dishwasher he could’ve just quickly shoved them in, which I’m pretty sure we’ve said before they don’t, they will be there]

Bobby: [the drama sis, who else are you going to be having ‘round when Libi is also at school so you know she hasn’t been able to sneak in, poor boy just here freaking out and lowkey looking through all your things like what do we need to take, what can we leave, like you’re gonna flit off tonight]

Jimmy: [you defs should’ve washed up but that just goes to prove how distracted y’all were, cos yeah, has not even occurred to him that Bobby will even notice never mind that he’s fully packing his bags rn, soz boy]

Bobby: [someone was a little too busy lmao, not that that’s crossed our mind, we assume she just came to tell you this terrible news in person so you’ll be fully on board and ready to go when you get home, assuming y’all track each other’s phones so he’s already checked you are at work/on your way home and haven’t gone to kms after this meeting]

Jimmy: [come find him whatever room he is in when you finally do stroll in, under the premise of asking him what he wants for tea so you can sit him down and talk about the pub move and Libi’s bday and the dog and all the things, just there like ? because not expecting the scene he walks in on as he announces himself with the lights on and off move]

Bobby: [when you’re so hyped up but not in a fun way at all, just a LOT of energy lmao ‘when did she come over?’ immediately, no hello here lol]

Jimmy: [a look like that’s like calm down, in a genuinely concerned way obvs not a pisstakey one, because whoa now this is a lot ‘lunchtime’ steering over to somewhere with a hand on his shoulder to sit down ‘we needed to talk’ looking at him cos clearly can’t wait until dinner is ready and on the table as was his initial plan ‘we do an’ all’ me just writing this like he’d say it even though tis signed so we’re not getting that northern-ness across lol, let me live]

Bobby: [‘I already know, Libi told me’ dismissively but in a no we don’t way ‘cos I’m already on the level and up to date don’t worry, sitting wherever but under duress because we’d rather be pacing frankly]

Jimmy: [‘go on, what did she say?’ because wanna hear it from him and thus be able to gauge what he’s feeling more so than the info he does or doesn’t know, cos he’s sure you do have the full jc move goss, boy, but it’s not the knowing that’s as important as how upset you are about it and wtf you think you’re doing packing lol]

Bobby: [‘that she got them kicked out and they have to go live over the pub, so everyone’s gonna find out’ like um hello but also looking at him sympathetically ‘cos it’s you that got the dirty did on you, not us]

Jimmy: [managing not to wince, sigh or squeeze his eyes shut at how blunt that was because tis true tbf, and as much as you don’t relish everybody chatting about it, it’s more for Bobby and Libi’s sake than his, we know that, cos they have to go to school and deal whereas he isn’t an angsty teen anymore and had to deal with peeps chatting worse shit about his dad murdering his mum etc when he was, so, from his POV not nice but also not up there at the top of his priorities re this marriage breakdown in the slightest, so a nod like alright, that’s out of the way, onto the next thing, making a deliberate meal of looking around the room so he can’t miss it ‘and what’s all this?’]

Bobby: [just watching him not react which is as much of a reaction as if you just had, sorry to say, picking up your feet in your seat dramatically because you wanna kick something like for fuck’s sake but you aren’t going to so just fold them up underneath you instead ‘there’s no reason to stay here no more and now all the reason to go, we should before it gets bad’]

Jimmy: [‘mate, here’s our home’ cos it is and jj both know running away doesn’t solve anything actually, as much as they had doing it as teens ‘all the people we’re bothered about and who are bothered about us are here, our family is’ because soz but Libi and Janis and Casey are still your fam and baby Jac also exists ‘we can’t just piss off somewhere else and cross our fingers they’ll be alright on their own, or pretend it’ll solve owt for us two going off however far down the road, it don’t work like that’]

Bobby: [idk if you can laugh, maybe it would just sound odd, no offence, or if it’s just the facial expression of but either way, doing that like you what ‘they’ve all fucked off first, there’s no one but us left, we don’t need to stay here and get humiliated ‘cos of them, what for?’]

Jimmy: [shaking his head but he is nothing if not patient, so sitting down near to him without being right in his grill about it ‘they’ve not, she’s been here today, we were chatting only a bit ago’ like tis simply not true, I’m soz ‘and we’ve said we’ll try and be proper mates, have a better go at this than we have been, that’s what for, for all of us, you and Libi are included right in with it’]

Bobby: [‘and who’s idea was that?’ like I know it weren’t yours ‘you can’t be mates with her, it’s fucked she would even ask you to do that after what she’s done’ because we think this is gross and terrible]

Jimmy: [‘mine’ because it was, he said he wanted to be ‘you know I’ve not been doing well with how things have gone before now, I need to do something different, try to, why I asked her and she’s said she will do, it’s for my sake more than hers, but you heard, it’s for all of ours’]

Bobby: [doing the same thing where you try not to react as you did earlier because we really pity you right now and think you are being played because of your emotions but we know you won’t appreciate that so we’re basically just grimacing like … anyway lmao ‘I’m proposing something different, a total fresh start, that’s just going back to how it was’ like come on]

Jimmy: [‘it’ll be nowt like it were’ using the depression to his advantage to really suppress how heartbreaking that is as a concept to him rn because not trying to break or shut down here in this moment by sending himself on a thought spiral of the way things used to be or are now ‘it can’t be, but we’ve gotta stay here, I ain’t able to chuck you no sort of fresh start on my own at the minute, just us keeping on, that’d be how it got bad’ not him acknowledging to Bobby, a little bit, how mentally ill he is, oh progress]

Bobby: [‘nah, it won’t, but she’ll string you along like she did Case the entire time because that’s what she does’ getting up to your feet ‘cos you got points to make ‘it’s not about me, it’s about you, because if you don’t cut yourself free then you’re gonna get worse and worse and she’ll do fuck all about it like she can’t see it’]

Jimmy: [SUCH a look like DON’T that he cannot stop himself from throwing out because Janis defense squad 5ever ‘if it’s about me, listen to me, she proper helped us earlier when I badly were in need of, I get you don’t trust us, and you’re right to not, but we’ve had a word about where to go and what’ll help us more from here on, it ain’t owt to do with different geography’]

Bobby: [just staring at you exasperatedly, shaking our head like what are you on about ‘I don’t trust her and neither should you, you know, as she cheated on you with your own brother’]

Jimmy: [a DEEP breath ‘yeah, and that won’t go away, no matter how long we spend in the car looking for a new postcode’]

Bobby: [‘you wouldn’t have to think about it every day, risk seeing either of them, hear people talking about it, see all their fucking family all the pissing time’ slapping the back of one of your hands on the other after every point as punctuation and emphasis ‘we’d have each other, you don’t need to be scared’]

Jimmy: [‘there’s sod all that’ll stop us thinking about it every day’ letting that sigh out he didn’t before because of how true and heavy he knows that is until he starts to sort his head out ‘might be what the doctors chuck at me’ll do something, but-’ a pause, to look at him and for emphasis ‘I still have to see her, and I want to’]

Bobby: [have obviously been signing animatedly this entire time, so slowing it down and being a bit calmer about it ‘you’re just brainwashed, you don’t have to do anything, you’d be better if you didn’t’]

Jimmy: [‘I have to get my head sorted so I can be about for her and Libi as much as to do a better job of it than I have with you, not instead of’ when you have not mentioned the baby because I firmly believe you have never to him, even though he knows about it via Libi]

Bobby: [shaking our head again ‘no, you don’t, you don’t owe them anything, it’s their fault, not yours’ putting a supportive arm on his shoulder for a sec before you have to talk again ‘you need to think about yourself’]

Jimmy: [‘I am doing, it is my fault, and I couldn’t live with myself if this is how things stay, never mind them getting no worse’ doing a fam style feelsy lean because always ‘for none of us, I love the bones of the lot of you’]

Bobby: [pushing away from it ‘that is a mental thing to say, you got cucked, Jesus, Jim!’ walking off into another room for a second because we can’t deal with you right now but also you’re deaf so that shuts down all conversation unless he follows you and you don’t think he will so you’re coming back in]

Jimmy: [‘I am a bit mental’ when he comes back in, doing the 🤏 to try and make it slightly bants because again, how true and heavy that is with regards to the long slow trek of trying to get better is so much ‘I left her first, I’ll not be doing nowt like that again’]

Bobby: [‘she’s not coming back, she wants everyone to know now’ shrugging ‘and someone else wouldn’t make you feel mental for any of this, they’re the sick ones’]

Jimmy: [‘I’m not hanging about for her on the off chance, I meant what I said, I’ve a life here, my job, mates-’ a pause while he corrects that to ‘a really top mate’ cos shoutout to Pete, that icon ‘so have you’ after another pause like shoutout to Libi too, remember her, boy]

Bobby: [when we really don’t believe you and we’ve literally crossed our arms whilst you’re talking like I won’t be adding to this, almost turning away but only half as if you’re half listening]

Jimmy: [‘things started to go wrong ages ago, I should’ve cracked on with putting them right then’ like a * for what he said about them being the sick ones as if he just realised he didn’t address that]

Bobby: [‘not your fault they’re fucked in the head, always have been’ me like oop and you reap what you sow by acting like Casey was an unfixable and unredeemable nightmare]

Jimmy: [‘it is, I never gave neither of them what I should’ve, instead I let them both down, ‘course they’d stick together for it’]

Bobby: [rolling your eyes like oh please ‘there’s no point staying here, leave out pretending there is’]

Jimmy: [‘there is, and you know it as well as I do, pissing off and pretending you can be chuffed and never look back is what there’s no point to’]

Bobby: [‘leave me out of your sad attempt at playing happy families with them, I’m not interested’ before turning the TV on and throwing yourself on the nearest empty sofa to sprawl out]

Jimmy: [give him some time, go make a tea for you both and leave his within reach when it’s ready but have yours in the kitchen so that again you’re not in his grill cos much to process]

Bobby: [we’ll just be here in a vegetative disassociated state not processing and instead watching mindless television, don’t mind us lol]

Jimmy: [that went well lads]

Bobby: [you love to see it lmao]

Jimmy: [can’t even tell him about this dog now cos he’s made it clear he’s not interested and Jimothy is that bitch who will just leave it, hence you’ve got yourselves in this mess, what a fun stalemate to be in, go make dinner of some sort and bring it to him the same way as if this is in any way casual or a normal night]

Bobby: [at least you’ll have to eat that even though you left the tea because you’re a teenage boy and they are always hungry, and at least it’s physically impossible for you to hold a full conversation and eat so we can pretend this isn’t awkward as it is]

Jimmy: [just eating in silence on opposite sofas, a scene that would be all too familiar of the past month, I really want Jimothy to step his pussy up but I can’t run before he can walk so here we are]

Bobby: [the way this is preferable to us because we’re sick of Libi trying to talk to us in general and we just wanna stay here alone and not deal with any of them or any of that mess of a scenario or any emotions; this’ll be why Jimmy can’t show to her birthday though, tah Bobby]

Jimmy: [I can’t shade him too hard because the level of emotionally exhausted he’d have been all day before the JJ convo even started never mind this one, and at least he has tried to begin this one, but ugh it’s frustrating lol, like, he can’t even be having his own convo with Libi via text rn to make it productive cos there’s only so much he can hack in one day]

Bobby: [it makes perfect sense, if this wasn’t an issue we wouldn’t be here, at least Bobby will be going to his room at some point so you don’t have to just sit and watch him do nothing all night]

Jimmy: [go to bed and sleep sir because we all know you want to for literally a thousand years, at least we can put the JJ convo here as well, like pre-Libi’s bday and getting Peach, him telling her he can’t do whatever they had planned as an outing, cos he said he’d let her know if he couldn’t]

Bobby: [sounds good girl]

Jimmy: Have you said to Libi about [wherever they were going]?

Janis: Not yet, though I will lead with it now I’ve let things cool off

Janis: better than calling her a selfish cow or whatever again, no doubt

Jimmy: don’t, our kid’s having none of it and pissing off without him wouldn’t be a good shout at the minute

Janis: oh, that’s alright

Janis: I did wonder if he’d be up for it

Janis: I can still take her, if you don’t mind us doing it without you?

Jimmy: you’re alright, if you still fancy it, crack on

Janis: It won’t be the same but it's not my birthday so better think of something to do with her

Janis: how is he, stupid question though it is

Jimmy: The kind of question where the answer is, that the other day I came in from work to find him packing the place up, with it in his head we’d just piss off and go

Janis: ah

Janis: I bet he took the news you weren’t after leaving your whole life here behind really well then

Jimmy: Weren’t no 👍

Jimmy: 🖕 more like

Janis: how are you is a better question then

Janis: 🤏

Janis: trying to take comfort in the fact that’s the expected and normal teenage response?

Jimmy: something like that

Janis: you do know how normal it is, yeah

Janis: Libi is honestly pretty weird for wanting to spend any time with us still

Jimmy: Least she’s weird how I am, ‘cause same

Janis: I’d say you go with her but it’d only be funny to me for the first three seconds to see his reaction to suggesting I keep an eye on him

Janis: he’s only different ‘cos he had a family about to get sick of, you didn’t

Jimmy: Take real comfort in that any road, can’t I?

Janis: 🤞

Janis: I’m sorry, I was looking forward to it too

Jimmy: I’d say tell her I am, but it’s probably better if she don’t have no clue I were ever gonna be there

Janis: depends

Janis: you’re allowed to let her know your intentions but do you want to also let her know in the process that Bobby don’t want to see her

Jimmy: can’t wrap no bow round it and make it look a top birthday gift, bit too gutting for her

Janis: yeah, probably

Janis: there’s an argument for letting him be a dickhead on his own time but

Janis: I appreciate you looking out for her best interest, although she’s going to know regardless when he doesn’t show up to [do their whole rigamarole lol]

Jimmy: Argument for locking them in together somewhere and losing the key ‘til they both stop being dickheads and sort themselves out, but probably best we don’t, nspcc would be right round

Janis: this is going to be dead uncomfortable for us all

Janis: last thing this situation needs is social workers

Jimmy: Long as he don’t ring the rspca on the dog I’ve not said nowt to him about

Janis: bit harsh, poor cow really is blameless

Janis: she can always stay with my grandparents, don’t forget, if he does kick off or you at least need time to tell him

Jimmy: tah, rather not take you up on the offer, but fact is I might have to

Janis: I mean, ultimately I think he should get over it and deal, you had to keep Twix about for him but I’m not going to force the thing upon you to make that point

Janis: fucking teenagers

Jimmy: Who’d have ‘em, eh?

Janis: 👵👴

Janis: made us feel a bit sick, that

Jimmy: Tell me about it, mate

Jimmy: sick to the back teeth over here, I am

Janis: you ever thought of taking up smoking?

Janis: heard it works wonders

Jimmy: What I’ve heard, an’ all

Janis: but seriously, you’ve gotta do some shit for yourself, catch up with Pete

Janis: or he will drive you actually certifiably insane

Jimmy: Funnily enough, he said the same, when he were trying to get us to never have nowt more to do with you, like, but

Janis: Oh no, got my biggest hater on my side

Janis: he’ll be gutted

Janis: maybe he has A single point, broken clocks, all that

Jimmy: Thing is, I don’t have the energy to do owt for myself

Janis: yeah, I know that feeling, be a right hypocrite to act as if otherwise

Jimmy: broken clock, all that

Jimmy: Every dickhead wants us to strike HOW many times?!

Janis: proper pisstake

Janis: just pick up a pack, I reckon

Janis: least you won’t be directly fucking up no one if you do

Jimmy: 👍

Jimmy: urge to piss off down the shop for them or a pint of milk’s never been stronger, might be Debbie had A point herself there

Janis: never said she didn’t, no offence to you all, like

Janis: if you wanted to spend some time with Libs, we could meet up after school instead this week, if you’d rather

Janis: chuck a fiver at him for some fish and chips or leave a frozen pizza, be alright

Jimmy: None taken, I get where her head were more with every passing day

Jimmy: and tah, again, but I can’t

Janis: we can admit she’s exhausting too, she can’t hear us here

Jimmy: It’s not her, you didn’t hear, or see, him

Janis: you really don’t want to leave him alone then

Jimmy: you don’t need telling how quick you can get on a train or something and be gone

Janis: no, I don’t

Janis: you reckon he might, proper?

Jimmy: I’d have said not without us before, but after hearing what he reckons of me, I dunno now

Janis: That is knackering

Jimmy: Were when I just about had the stamina to keep up with you being at it

Janis: I was a nightmare, you didn’t need it then either

Jimmy: I needed you, massive nightmare as you could be half the time

Janis: oh, half is it

Janis: generous

Janis: well, I understand, you have to do what you have to do, I just wish I could share some of the responsibility of watching him but I dunno how to now

Jimmy: be the rose-tinted 😎 that will, pissing about with the proper %

Jimmy: You’re alright, he’s my responsibility, always has been

Janis: no one should shoulder anything alone, not even you two dickheads

Jimmy: I tried saying when I were on about what we had to stay for, he won’t be told

Janis: alright but don’t make him right about it

Janis: just angry

Jimmy: Never were much good at sorting out angry though, were I?

Janis: you can’t sort angry, you let angry tire itself out

Jimmy: Chatting as the punching bag, it don’t get tired quick enough

Janis: oh Jimmy

Janis: send him my way, fuck it, I’m not exhausted he can get some of what he needs to say out on someone else

Jimmy: I’ve had to hack worse, as an actual punching bag

Janis: but it's not the point, if you’re too done in to even defend yourself then it’s the same difference

Janis: you need rest, he needs to get it out somewhere it’ll not do no damage

Jimmy: There’s no defending myself, his head is done in by the situation I’ve put him in

Janis: you haven’t put him in any situation, come on

Jimmy: ‘Course I have, I set it up so owt I do is for him, top when I’m 🥇 but when I fuck up that’s his life I have done

Janis: that’s just the transition from kid to not

Janis: what else were you meant to do, Ian wasn’t gonna step in and step up, you can’t blame yourself for none of that

Jimmy: Why not? Our kid will do

Janis: yeah, whilst he’s a cunty teenager and then he’ll grow the fuck up too

Janis: that’s just life, everyone treats their kids like the sun shines out their hole and then the kid is royally pissed off when they hit 13, 14 and they realise it don’t and the world don’t give a fuck

Jimmy: Alright, but grow up how? No bloody way I wanted him to

Jimmy: say what you like, but it weren’t meant to be like this

Janis: of course you didn’t want this

Janis: everyone fucks it up, that’s the secret

Janis: every twat reckons they can do better and that’s what keeps the world populated

Jimmy: Dead convenient you’ve managed to unlock that secret when you need it most

Janis: I literally had this kid for the most selfish reasons, what’s the point harping on like I’m gonna do it ‘right’ or ‘well’ just to look like a dickhead in 13 years when it’s being a bastard itself

Jimmy: I’d be a bigger dickhead to make a point about trying, so you can have your ‘win’, there 🏆

Janis: it’s not a win it’s a fucking cliche

Janis: yeah, he’s spoilt and fucked up, but you couldn’t have done no better and he’d be a whole load worse off if you hadn’t of tried as hard as you did

Jimmy: be why I nicked your ‘ ’ to put the word in, that

Janis: you’re a knobhead, but a really good one who cares too fucking much for his own good

Jimmy: Dunno where I could’ve nicked that from an’ all, don’t sound at all like you, or nowt

Janis: nah, never me

Janis: I’m sure you’ve had my faults spelt out to you quite literally if that’s the sort of mood he’s in atm

Jimmy: must’ve mixed you up for your twin again, piss easy done

Jimmy: He’s had it spelt out to him loads more times, I don’t want a bad word said about a lass who’s now my proper mate

Janis: be the nicest review she’s received, would stick out on her dating profile, that

Janis: you don’t have to defend me, you know

Jimmy: He don’t have to badmouth you to us, more like

Jimmy: I know what happened, it happened to me

Janis: fair, if you don’t wanna hear that, you shouldn’t have to

Janis: just don’t do nothing for my sake no more

Jimmy: Can’t stop us, sort of mate I am

Janis: I feel bad that no one warned you what a crap friend I am

Jimmy: I’ll live, nobody else is lining up at the minute

Janis: glad to hear you plan to drop us soon as the invites are rolling in, like

Jimmy: Warned you this were all temporary from day one, girl, why would I have a different plan now it’s mates instead?

Janis: ‘cos now we’re MATES you actually chat to us and I heard you ain’t leaving town, so

Janis: don’t give me that we’ll be off before you know it crap

Jimmy: A petty dickhead would hang on til he don’t fancy it no more and then announce we’re going

Jimmy: never, me

Janis: be no less than I deserve but

Jimmy: Yeah, but

Janis: stay

Jimmy: You, I said it first

Janis: if you’re keeping score, lot I said first too, memory serves

Jimmy: You’d be the first to tell us there’s no point keeping score no more, this convo serves

Jimmy: loving a bit of that today, you

Janis: erm I was trying to cheer you up, sorry I’m absolutely shocking at it and nothing matters, who cares is my default

Jimmy: Dunno what you mean, reckon I’ll cancel my doctor’s appointment ‘cause there’s no chance I’m not absolutely 100% cured, tah for that

Janis: 🙃

Janis: I mean, it’s a gift, really, this sunny disposition and knack for saying and doing the right thing at the right time

Jimmy: I don’t need telling 😎 never could come off, even if I had fancied it

Janis: good thing it suited you so well, did you a massive favour there

Jimmy: Handing Ian his perfect asking for it excuse, but I’ll let you off

Janis: asking for it could be his catchphrase, no doubt

Jimmy: depending how thin on the ground Mastermind contestants are nowadays, there’s a specialist subject in there an’ all

Janis: not a waste of a life after all, mate, happy days

Jimmy: 😁☀️

Janis: are you gonna see me this week or what

Jimmy: [drop your work schedule like you used to when you were a barista boy, with the vibe of there maybe being a lunchtime y’all could see each other again if she’s also free]

Janis: [pick one or a couple that you could do too so he has some options]

Jimmy: there we go then, that answers that

Janis: 😁☀️ ain’t exclusive to Ian

Jimmy: Might not be, but ☔️ is fairly exclusive to the time of year

Janis: where do you fucking live, mate

Jimmy: Ask us by [the first day she suggested] and who knows

Janis: I look forward to the house tour then 😏

Jimmy: Look forward to asking Gracie to find out her old vlog camera and be round, personally

Janis: 💔

Jimmy: I were when I remembered that weren’t your past life an’ all, these bloody mixups just keep on

Janis: never too late to right that wrong

Jimmy: there’s certifiable then there’s certifiable, my dear

Janis: if we are mates now, it’d be proper 🐍 behaviour, babe

Jimmy: Oi, hun, what you chucking that if at us for?

Janis: ‘cos be nice or I’ll 😭 and you’ll see what it’d be like having her about

Jimmy: not got a dementia diagnosis neither, I reckon I can remember what having her about were like, tah

Janis: not like you had me about

Jimmy: I had nobody about like I had you

Janis: nah, not yet

Jimmy: ?

Janis: it’s just gonna be

Janis: I’m trying to prepare myself for it but

Jimmy: Prepare yourself for what, you heard, nobody’ll take your place

Jimmy: I’ll never have none of that again, not the same

Janis: keep me special and I’ll keep you, I don’t care how sad that makes me sound

Jimmy: I only care how sad it makes me to have to past tense it

Janis: I hate myself but I know that don’t make you feel no better

Jimmy: It makes us feel worse, stop it before I have to really emotionally blackmail you

Janis: any time, mate, any time

Jimmy: doubt it’ll be what the doctor orders, you’re best to listen and leave it out

Janis: leave you alone, I know

Jimmy: Don’t hate yourself for my sake when I don’t hate you

Janis: it’s mine too, you’re alright

Janis: in one life I’d really have loved if I’d not fucked everything up and could have kept hold of you, you know

Jimmy: We only get one, mate

Janis: not according to my mother but as per, perhaps she’s talking total shit

Janis: be too good to be true, that

Jimmy: Yeah, that it would

Janis: I wish I could keep you happy, I really do

Jimmy: I false advertised it, far as jobs go

Janis: I stopped trying too

Janis: you deserve someone who won’t

Jimmy: So do you

Janis: fuck’s sake

Jimmy: A pisstake, I know

Janis: I can’t stop wanting it, I don’t know how

Jimmy: Wrong person to ask, me

Janis: maybe it’s okay, or we can tell ourselves it is

Jimmy: All it needs be is more okay than the alternative

Janis: and if it isn’t for you, you tell me to fuck off, I don’t care how much it hurts me, promise

Jimmy: I can promise you I’ll not say that, hand on heart

Janis: you’re so

Janis: but I love you

Jimmy: the dickhead I am, like it or not

Janis: you heard I do

Janis: doctor’ll teach you to stand it yourself, or some top notch pills will

Jimmy: There’s my ‘win’ then, all the artificial sunshine I can hack

Janis: might be fun, chemical holiday

Jimmy: no worse than the ones I went on as a kid, can’t be

Janis: say that’s practically a given, babe

Jimmy: Alright, near forgot you were a pill expert ‘cause of it being the family trade once upon a time

Janis: my mothers wonderful choice in men

Janis: only a 🤏 jealous they wouldn’t put me on shit right now

Jimmy: Where you’re wrong, all sorts of happy pills are safe to crack on with, barely cause any weird defects or owt

Janis: 🥳 [the dates you suggested]

Janis: safer, though

Jimmy: Do what I can to let the sun in for you

Janis: not afraid of the dark, it’s okay

Jimmy: Just getting your hair wet

Jimmy: hang on, Grace again, that one

Janis: ain’t even hers, make it make sense

Jimmy: gotta show some respect for the animal that died

Janis: 🦡🙌

Jimmy: RIP

Janis: I missed you

Jimmy: I’ve missed you an’ all

Janis: should I ask you how works been, is that a thing mates do, educate me

Jimmy: I’ve only got the one other and he does nowt of the sort

Jimmy: don’t reckon he knows the job I do

Janis: not convinced he remembers his own half the time so sounds about right

Jimmy: can’t say I right blame him, his ain’t rock star like he were after and nor’s mine as ‘fun’ as all that

Janis: could tell him that you get to photograph fit girls all day, he’d be impressed by that

Jimmy: No need to impress him, not in the market for a boyfriend yet

Janis: well, it upsets me less than Grace does as a contender but that’s purely ‘cos I could fantasize about that and not feel dead bad

Jimmy: ready to go from well back in the day, that fantasy of yours, don’t let us stop you

Janis: I’m behaving, honest

Jimmy: You heard, up to you how you want to

Jimmy: whatever gets your broken clock going, ain’t that the saying?

Janis: not at your expense

Janis: or Pete’s, though slightly less relevant as it wouldn’t be the first thing I brought up if I saw him down Tescos

Jimmy: Nor him these days, I don’t doubt

Janis: yeah, another one who’d have all the bad words to say

Jimmy: can get in the queue behind us if you like, he’ll have enough to say he never heard all that bollocks off me before every other dickhead’s told him

Janis: why would you wanna talk about that, like it’s good news

Janis: he’ll understand, remember that girlfriend he had [when you were an age who was clearly just the worst and made him look a fool]

Jimmy: I’m not bothered if he don’t, I ain’t got it in us to keep on trying to make other dickheads understand things

Janis: 😍

Janis: you seen the doctor without us

Jimmy: Soon I will do

Janis: I understand, you know

Janis: you don’t have to tell me nothing twice, though you reckon I never listen in the first place

Jimmy: Wouldn’t say never, you have your moments

Janis: but I ask nicely, got to admit

Jimmy: so nice, you

Janis: oi, be sincere about what a delight I am, dickhead

Jimmy: I am, never could read a room, that there’s a never for you

Janis: fucking hell, make me sound like I’m special in a bad way

Janis: I’ll be paranoid

Jimmy: made yourself sound it, nowt to do with us, I said you were nice, no truer word for when I saw you the other day

Janis: if I called you nice, you’d say it was 🙂 equivalent

Jimmy: What do you want me to call you then?

Janis: that’d be telling

Jimmy: right, tell us

Janis: I can’t, just gonna have to be nicer this time you see me ‘til you think of it yourself

Jimmy: Back to being fit and mysterious for old time’s sake, are you?

Jimmy: alright

Janis: if you tell me I’m too old for it I will have to fight you

Jimmy: you can still get yourself into it, like your [an item of clothing she still has]

Janis: Libi said I was too old to be a model, that’s a tenner out the card for her

Janis: and she won’t be borrowing [said item of clothing]

Jimmy: She would, age to be discovered now, her

Jimmy: you’re sod all but competition, be costing her loads more than that tenner an’ all

Janis: see, never a nonce, you

Jimmy: Tah, ‘cause see, I can read how sincere that were

Janis: okay, okay, I believe you

Janis: you’re misguided and you think I’m proper nice

Janis: thank you

Jimmy: Brainwashed our kid called it

Janis: ouch, like

Jimmy: I said, he’s been the delight, never mind you reckoning you’re the nightmare one or owt else but nice

Janis: can’t even be impressed

Janis: wanna talk about one of ‘em coming for my gigs, cheek of it

Jimmy: can’t be bothered, it’s nice to chat to someone who don’t fancy treating us like I’ve got battered missus syndrome off you

Janis: say what you like about the shit he might’ve seen, he hasn’t seen a divorce or nowt of the sort

Janis: he doesn’t know how anything like that goes, that most the time you still love each other and that you don’t hate each other’s guts like the films

Jimmy: How many films they’ve both seen is half the trouble, I should’ve let him have a bit more real life experience

Janis: get ready

Janis: could’ve gone my life without seeing Libi dancing on some spotty little twat but there we go

Jimmy: SO nice of you to remind us of all that

Jimmy: she’s not seen him since sobering up, has she?

Janis: She could barely seem interested drunk, I don’t think so

Janis: was very #triggering, as Gracie might say

Jimmy: Fuck’s sake, between the pair of them, I’ve a headache

Janis: on the plus side, you’ll look very sexy with grey hair

Janis: but I know, I just wish I could help you out more with Bobby so it was properly equal how it should be

Jimmy: I’ll have the compliment as you never noticed my accidental poetry up there, even making us rhyme again now, they are

Janis: if that don’t sum it up, unrecognised genius, you

Jimmy: Piss poor and unloved in my one bloody lifetime 🎻

Janis: 💔

Jimmy: divorce’ll have the first one true any road

Janis: nah, fuck that

Janis: let’s just let it fucking, default, I dunno

Janis: if you reckon I owe you something, come get it

Jimmy: I don’t want nowt like that off you

Janis: weren’t why I married you, be a shite financial decision, respectfully

Jimmy: None taken for the second time, like

Janis: I’ve told you, I don’t want a thing off you you can’t afford to give, I swear

Janis: you aren’t gonna wake up to no letter saying nowt different, never

Jimmy: Nor you, solicitor’s an even worse financial decision

Janis: so unless you fancy one and you wanna make her your 2nd wife, let’s not, yeah

Jimmy: Okay

Janis: okay

Jimmy: Keep us posted about the dog though, when you know what you’re doing with all that, don’t hate the idea of ALL letters

Janis: 💌

Janis: I will

Jimmy: In a bit then?

Janis: yeah, I’m talking your ear off again

Janis: I’m such a mess these days, I can’t work out if I’ll be telling you about the dog first or seeing you for another lunch date but, whichever one, I’m excited to see you again

Jimmy: I started it

Jimmy: I like talking to you

Jimmy: and seeing you

Janis: we don’t have to stop

Janis: I like it as much

Janis: just trying to find the messages with the dog lady, now she is fucking chatty

Jimmy: Rather you than me, poor Libs wouldn’t end up with no dog ‘cause I’d put the lady right off

Janis: ‘cos middle-aged women are the worst preds, never safe, poor boy 😤

Jimmy: leave it out telling her I’m single when you pop up

Janis: she wishes it were a swap

Janis: not happening, Helen

Jimmy: Can see Case in his element

Janis: just handles the wannabe MILFs different, suppose

Jimmy: and if that ain’t #triggering, what is?

Janis: I felt the instant regret

Jimmy: I wish you had of

Janis: it wouldn’t have changed things for us

Jimmy: Depends on the us, me and him it would’ve

Janis: true

Jimmy: Too late now, we’ve both said it before

Janis: I said I’d go, if it meant you two would fix things

Jimmy: It wouldn’t, you might as well stay

Janis: be a pisstake to everyone if I left

Jimmy: It’s your one life

Janis: other people are involved though, we’re both old enough to admit it’s messier than all that

Jimmy: But it’s also been done, there’s no going back and undoing it for nobody that’s involved

Jimmy: they’ll live, we all have to

Janis: I know that

Jimmy: have to get back behind us in that queue if they fancy that, no dickhead does more than me, but there’s no fix, trust us, I’ve had a look everywhere

Janis: I don’t want to go, I would if it would work but it won’t, sorry to Bobs on that one

Jimmy: His brain ain’t done developing, what I’ve heard

Janis: even we’ve got a few months to go, fucking hell, like

Jimmy: 🤞 that’s what 100% cures us, be nice

Janis: but

Janis: fine 🎂

Jimmy: ?

Janis: well, I will miss your underdeveloped brain when it’s gone, that’s all

Jimmy: Stick in a jar for you 🎂

Jimmy: nhs must still do lobotomies, they worked SO well

Janis: just put us in matching jars and call it a day

Jimmy: you’ve forfeited his and hers, have to be some bollocks BFF jars

Janis: think of a decent caption or I’m tipping you out, dickhead

Jimmy: plan all along, that

Jimmy: bit of peace and quiet down the drain

Janis: some BFF

Jimmy: Never said I were good at it, ask Pete

Janis: I doubt he’s got it in him to slag me off like I need to hear

Jimmy: People can surprise you, I’d be the dickhead to know, these days

Janis: never say never, eh

Jimmy: more of a jumpscare but still, no need for the other huns to take down their toilet signs saying the like of what I just did do

Janis: get it, you’re gonna put all your energy into home decor

Janis: let the glitter and crushed velvet shine now this dickhead’s out the way

Jimmy: Be a pisstake to let Libi or her dog sleep in the spare room as is

Janis: do you want to stay there?

Jimmy: At the minute I’ve got no choice in it either way, every dickhead goes on about how stressful moving is at the best of times

Jimmy: you don’t need telling

Janis: not wrong, if it’s a thing that’s stable and you need that, don’t blame you

Janis: least I know enough cunts ‘round here to fall on my feet, it was alright, no need for sympathy

Jimmy: You don’t like it if there’s a need or there’s not

Janis: I’m the last person who deserves it, always

Janis: and you’re the one person who don’t owe me none about this entire situation

Jimmy: if you say so, Janis

Janis: why are you pretending to know my name now

Jimmy: I do know it, and you

Janis: you just don’t know how to hate me

Jimmy: Make me sound special needs now

Jimmy: I’m fed up of every dickhead telling me what I should or shouldn’t do

Janis: I didn’t tell you to, not today

Janis: I might’ve before, some of it I forget when it was really bad

Jimmy: Hating you don’t make no difference, I’ll still love you

Janis: I’ll never learn how to stop loving you, that’s a never

Jimmy: The hate I’ve got for my dad never got me nowhere, not far enough to be worth owt

Janis: yeah

Janis: so, don’t, tell every dickhead to fuck off

Jimmy: Like a spam NYE text @ this whole town

Janis: exactly

Janis: fuck this town, they’ve always got plenty to talk about and it never mattered as much as what we wanted to do and what we felt

Janis: won’t tell you I support you no matter what again but

Jimmy: It’s mostly about your relatives, tell Gracie she’s due another jilting at the altar or pregnancy scare

Janis: on it

Janis: half the rumours or shit they reckon they know is probably shit they’ve said before, don’t matter to them what’s true, only how it looks

Jimmy: We’ve used it to our advantage before, might as well keep on

Janis: look, we all know I’m not above making up some salacious bullshit about my own blood

Janis: I’ll do it for you, no joke

Jimmy: I don’t care, I’m not a school kid no more, and what bollocks goes round the office already goes over my head, there to work not make no new mates

Janis: cross your heart?

Jimmy: It’s them pair I’m worried about, not myself

Janis: what should we do?

Jimmy: Nowt we can, neither of us have time to homeschool ‘em

Jimmy: have to just 🤞 they hack it alright, whatever they hear, least Libi’s used to it, and he’s deaf, all that’ll help 🤏

Janis: They both know the truth, and what they reckon about it

Janis: nothing no random can say that is worse than all that, that’s always been how it goes, trust us

Jimmy: yeah, exactly

Janis: if he needs a punching bag, I’m serious about it

Janis: he’s angry at me, let him be, yeah, it’ll be better for you both

Jimmy: I’m not suggesting he uses you as one, let him go down gym for an actual like the rest of us have done

Janis: said you know me, when have I ever stood there and taken it?

Janis: fuck fighting a losing battle, all I’m saying, he don’t like me, he don’t like Libi at the minute, is what it is

Jimmy: fuck fighting full stop, us lot at each other’s throats is total bollocks

Janis: he isn’t there yet

Janis: you and me, we’ve had more life experience, we’re supposed to be adults, allegedly

Janis: if you try and rush him into being matey with her or anything, he’ll kick back on it and you

Jimmy: Alright, but that don’t mean I’m giving him a free pass to say what the fuck he wants to you or to her, if it goes on when I ain’t there, sod all I can do, but I’m not chucking him my permission and saying off you go, slide into their DMs and be a twat

Janis: Okay, I see your point

Janis: not a good example for you to set

Jimmy: I’ve worked myself half to death for years to avoid that being the example he has, might as well pack his bags myself and send him to Ian’s

Janis: he’d come running back faster than his legs could carry him

Janis: but no, I know you’re not gonna do that either, nor should you, not that much of a hard cow

Jimmy: A losing battle’s how it feels, all of it

Jimmy: being up, dressed, going to meetings, coming home to cook tea, on and on the list could go

Janis: because he’s throwing it back in your face right now

Janis: that’s why we’ve gotta find shit outside of him for you to care about, for yourself

Janis: because whether he’s being a normal teenager or being a little bastard, you can’t rely on him for anything more

Jimmy: I’ll care about the dog, I said

Janis: okay, the dog

Janis: I’m gonna go get it

Jimmy: Now?

Janis: yeah, fuck it

Jimmy: You’re

Janis: it’s important

Janis: and he’ll love it whatever he says, he’s not a psychopath

Jimmy: I love you whatever he says

Jimmy: How could I not?

Janis: I love you

Jimmy: [tell her about whatever dog food or supplies you have, waiting hidden somewhere like your car boot or whatever so Bobby doesn’t know, because he meant what he said about actually taking care of Peach and it’s clearly given him something to do already]

Janis: [likewise tell him about whatever stuff the lady said she’s got like sometimes they have blankets or a toy etc to get comfortable and what things you’ll pick up that he hasn’t got yet]

Jimmy: It’s a plan

Janis: 😁

Janis: she’s so cute

Jimmy: She’ll do for a start as something to bother about

Janis: who could say no to that face

Jimmy: Even your nan would have a job, I reckon

Janis: sucker for a stray

Jimmy: here I had ideas what me and her had were special, turns out she’s everybody’s with a massive enough sob story

Janis: didn’t hear that from me

Janis: proper desperate vibes, me slagging off everyone you fancy

Jimmy: Your right as my ex, that

Janis: you’re right though, definitely the least I can do is be the actual psycho ex no boy has ever had

Janis: I’ll go for it, give it my all

Jimmy: Speak for yourself, I’ll be 2 for 2 if you’re gonna act crazy an’ all

Janis: Psh, I’d do a better job at it than that

Jimmy: I’d rather you didn’t, bit of a rep for us to have

Janis: an amazing one, made us go mental losing you

Jimmy: or being with us did

Janis: got to learn how to spin it, see

Janis: and you know you’ve just got questionable taste, actually but no one needs to hear that

Jimmy: questionable actions, there’s nowt wrong with my taste on it’s own

Janis: it’s alright, I’m good looking, put up with more for less, people have

Jimmy: True enough

Janis: not even gonna call me a bighead?

Janis: must be excited

Jimmy: Saves us having to chuck you a compliment you won’t take

Janis: convenient

Jimmy: Very

Janis: you’re

Janis: too

Jimmy: What?

Janis: ?

Jimmy: I’m too? Excited? Nice? Tired? What?

Janis: no, you said I’m-

Janis: you are too, though if you meant I’m well smart, I might have to take it back

Jimmy: I meant you’re as much of all of it as you ever were

Janis: then you can keep it too

Jimmy: Feels fake, but alright

Janis: I know how it feels but

Jimmy: Yeah, that but’s important, I know

Janis: it’s all I’ve got

Jimmy: I know how it feels, no but this time

Janis: all we need is a little right now 🤏 will do

Jimmy: Both of us are clinging to 3 letter words, but for you and dog for me, ghost of Bill would be chuffed to bits by that

Janis: is a bit babies first word, init

Jimmy: could be worse, least I’m trying for mine not being you, as I’ve been there, done that, for dear life already

Janis: yeah

Jimmy: definition of insanity and all that, letting it repeat

Janis: so I’ve heard

Jimmy: there you go then

Janis: I know what you’re saying

Jimmy: easy spellings, even if I weren’t calling you smart a bit ago, you’re not thick

Janis: its enough, isn’t it

Jimmy: You tell us, is it?

Janis: no, you tell me

Jimmy: Tell you what?

Janis: it can wait, it’s alright

Jimmy: What kind of answer is that?

Janis: I just realised we don’t need to have this conversation now

Janis: we’ve got something good to focus on

Jimmy: Alright

Janis: it’s nothing like, I dunno, I want this to be about you and the dog and just good shit

Jimmy: You say that like my head won’t make it into something

Janis: yeah… fuck it number two then

Janis: you don’t want to hook up again, do you? That’s what’s enough

Jimmy: I don’t know

Janis: okay, that’s an alright answer

Jimmy: I want to same as I’d have you back like a shot if you’d just come home

Jimmy: I know it don’t mean it’s a good idea

Janis: I just feel like I’ve pushed you or something

Jimmy: I’ve been forced into all sorts, that isn’t on the list

Janis: good

Janis: just, if you’re ever sure, let me know?

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daisyvstheworld · 2 years ago

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Day 13 - Jan 13 - Prague

I’m SO ANNOYED

I wanted to do my hair assuming I had an extra hair tie in my bag so I sat at the Schonbrunn Palace cafe and they kept asking me what I wanted to order so I panicked and bought a tea. Turns out I didn’t have a hair tie so I was like duck and then I saw a sign that said if I was late to my entry then I might not get in so I started panicking so I got the tea to go and got the check. The tea was FREAKING 5.40 EUROS. A TEA!!!!!!

And I didn’t even drink it bc I was scared I was gonna miss my entry and lose 26 euros! So I drank like 1/4 of it and dumped it before the entrance. I was like 6 mins late, it let me in but I didn’t know it would because all of the signs were like “NO ENTRY IF MISSED ENTRY TIME” the worst part was the man was like “5.40 euros for you, just for you” and I didn’t even process but now I’m like WTF FOR A SINGLE BLACK TEA U CRAZY MOFO

Anyways, the Schonbrunn palace came with a free audio tour which was nice!! I paid for the full 40 rooms so I got to see some cool halls and I do think audio tours help a lot lmao I love Theresa and Sisi, also Sisi be like the first insecure skinny IG model of her time!! Learned a lot.

The palace tour really only took like 45 mins so I walked around the grounds, which was HUGE, and listened/watched the rest of The Sound of Music. I cried like 3 times. I’m so grateful to be here.

I totally forgot about the Apple strudel demo in the palace until I got on the U lmao.

I decided to just head back to Karlsplatz and see if the Hofberg or any other museum was worth going to. First stop though was Demel to get apfelstrudel bc I missed it at the palace. I got there and there was no line but it was super confusing to get seated and then lady seemed mad at me for seating myself even though they just kept pointing at the room as if I should seat myself. So she didn’t come take my order for like 15 mins.. it was annoying. Luckily, the food came fairly quickly and it was yummy!! It was like pancake clumps with raisins inside and a liquor-infused (I think) bowl of sliced plums. Very yummy. That was my lunch lmao.

From there I did some research on what museums to go to and decided to go to the Art History Museum, so I quickly went down there and spent a good 2-3 hours walking around. It was suuuuper pretty!

After that, I hurried out to start shopping - I needed to look for a bigger backpack, maybe some flats or nice shoes for the opera, and get souvenirs + dinner before getting home to shower, change, and maybe print, WITH enough time to go get Sacher torte and try the 9 3/4 bar.

I did it. Except printing. But I think I can do that when I get back from the Opera.

I finished getting ready around 5:50pm which was a TAD late so I ran downstairs and scarfed down my pasta salad in the dark bc the guest kitchen had no lights on. And I ate it with a spoon bc I couldn’t find a single fork, but it was yummy and it was nice to have some veggies even if it was only like 5 slices of cucumber and 5 cherry tomatoes.

I took the metro one stop and immediately went to Cafe Sacher but the line was insaaaaane. Turns out though they have a store where they sell all sizes of Sacher tortes bc it’s very famous. I thought about buying a torte to take home but it’d have to travel with me for over a week so I was like maybe not lol. I bought two little ones to go and they wrapped it all nicely.

I walked back to the 9 3/4 bar and ordered the gin and tonic drink. The hostess was a little confused that I was by myself hahaha but it was SOOOO good. Omg no gin flavor at all - although now I’m not even sure there was gin at all.

During intermission, I got a piece of gum and was putting it away in my jacket and the asian lady that was sitting in the front row was like “I’m leaving if you want to take my seat!” And I was like “omg are you sure that’d be amazing bc I can’t see shit in the back” and we got it talking a little and she’s from SF but used to live in Vienna and this is her first time back since and it’s her last night so she thought she’d squeeze in the opera but has a call or something early tomorrow morning. She was SO NICEEE and now I CAN SEEEE

#europe2023 #winter2023

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spidernerdsblog · 3 years ago

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Can I get Peter Parker smut where they get caught but he keeps going and is super rough and can one of the avengers catch them and Peter is embarrassed after because he did not know someone walked in and the avengers make fun of them

You don’t have to do it it makes you uncomfortable

Thank you so much

Take this as a sequel to caught in the act. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

FREAKS

Pairing : Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings : 18+, SMUT, minors DNI, dom! Peter, mild degradation, choking, rough sex, vision walks in lol, missed typos

You had a day off so what's better than to go shopping and treat yourself with new clothes and accessories. While at the store you came across this very sexy piece in red and blue in the lingerie section which instantly reminded you of your red and blue spandex wearing boyfriend and at that very moment you knew you had to buy it.

Getting back at the compound you quickly went to your room shutting the door excited to try it on. The fit was perfect as you twirled around in front of your floor length mirror. The sheer blue cups with thin straps highlight the swell of your breasts, a tiny red bow sits in between making them look irresistible. The panties were sheer as well adorned with little red bows at the front and sides.

An idea struck your mind as you reached out for your phone lying on the bedside table and turned on the camera. Pushing out your breasts a little you took a full length mirror selfie both front and side view. You smirk looking at the pictures as you mentally pictured Peter’s reaction to them and hit send.

Peter was in the lab with Bruce when his phone lit up at the table. He reaches out for it and smiles when he sees a text from you.

Y : For you ;)

*2 attachments*

As soon as he opened the texts his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Hurriedly he closes the app and checks if anyone is around or not before reopening them. He sucked in his breath as he looked at the pictures again.

The first one had him drooling at how tempting your boobs looked. He wanted nothing more than just to bury his face in between them. He could clearly see your hardened buds through the see-through material of the bra which was topped with the second picture of your round ass spilling out of that tiny thong. He could feel blood rushing down south and as he was about to type a reply Bruce called him.

“Parker, can you run the simulations again?”

“Huh yea-yeah sure” he stuttered, tugging his jeans a little to hide his growing bulge.

You pout watching the three dots appear and disappear. Letting out a huff you decided to get a little bolder. Thankful that the panties were crotchless you sit in front of the mirror spreading your legs wide to reveal your glistening folds. You take a picture and immediately hit the send button.

Peter feels his phone buzz again as he takes it out from the back pocket of his jeans and stiffens when he looks at the picture you just sent. He swallows hard as he feels his pants grow tighter. With clenched jaws he types back.

P : WTF Y/N?!! I'm in the middle of an experiment in the lab with Dr Banner

Y : I thought this would cheer you up <3

Y : Did you like it Petey?

P : Oh honey I’m gonna show you how much I liked it

P : Just wait till I get back

And that was an hour ago now you are bent over on your bed with your ass high up face buried into your pillows with Peter hovering behind you. He runs his hand over the soft globes of your ass before landing a blow as you yelp at the sting.

“Peter...please” you whined, wiggling your butt eagerly feeling so exposed and vulnerable at this position. Meanwhile Peter was enjoying the view of your dripping hole clenching around nothing as he continued to stroke his hard member with a smirk.

“Beg as much as you want baby, after what you did you only get what I give you”

“Don’t tell me you didn't enjoy it” you quipped with a sly grin riling him up even more.

“Such a brat” he gave another smack to your ass leaving your skin burning deliciously.

“Ok I’m sorry I won’t do it again. Just fill me up please I need you inside me Pete” Peter can't help but chuckle at how desperate you are.

“You’re soaked, baby” he teased, running his tip through your slick folds before prodding at your entrance. Your breath hitched when he glided his thick cock through your velvety walls stretching you open. Your back arched at how good it felt as he slowly filled you to the brim.

“Fuck so tight” his hands gripping onto your hips tightly as he pulled out and slammed right back into you without giving any time to adjust, you mewled in response rolling your hips to meet his thrusts.

“Such a greedy slut, aren’t you? Always want to be filled” Peter grunted out thrusting into you with a punishing pace. He slided a hand down your back and around your neck yanking you up flush against his chest. His fingers wrap around your throat gently putting pressure around it.

”You like it don’t you? Getting me all worked up so that I fuck you like the slut you are” he growled hammering into you.

“Yes, yes Peter!” you cried out your head falling back on his shoulder.

“Guessed so” Peter mocked into your ear, his lips trailing down your jaw, nipping and sucking your skin. He lets go of you and you fall back on the bed resting on your elbows as he rutted his hips repeatedly making you feel the drag of his cock slipping in and out of you, tip hitting your sweet spot which made you see stars.

“You gonna cum baby? Gonna make a mess all around my cock” he crooned and you nodded your head weakly, mind all fuzzy too far gone in your pleasure. Peter’s fingers find your swollen bud, rubbing fast circles on it tethering you to the edge. Your grip on the sheets grew tighter as you clenched around him and with another hard thrust your body convulsed coming undone around him. Peter kept thrusting inside you chasing his own high until you felt his hips stutter and spill inside the condom. He stilled inside you for sometime as you both gasped for air when all of a sudden you heard.

“Miss Stark” you saw Vision appear through the wall adjacent to your bedroom door. Peter bolted and threw himself on you to cover your naked body with his as you screamed.

“Oh my god! What the fuck vision?!” you struggled to pull the sheets over your bodies.

“Sorry for the intrusion but Mr Stark has requested your presence in the common room” he said in his robotic voice.

“Well you can see I’m kinda busy right now” you gritted under your teeth.

“But Mr Stark said it’s urgent” he insisted.

“Ok I’ll be there in five now just leave! And next time use the door please!” you yelled as Vision went out of your room passing through the walls again.

"Not again" you groaned, falling back on your pillow covering your face with your hands.

“How much do you think he saw?” Peter was back to his nervous self again as he looked at you meekly.

“How can I know?!" you sprinted off your bed and started to put on your clothes hastily.

“Do you think he will tell Mr Stark about this?” he tugs on his lower lip biting on it nervously.

“I don’t know Peter! Just get dressed quickly so that we can stop him from telling anyone” you seethe, throwing his clothes at his face.

Meanwhile Tony and the other avengers were in the common room when Vision walked in.

“Vision, why are you alone? Where is my daughter?” Tony asked immediately.

“Miss Stark is engaged in the act of coitus with Mr Parker” he informed with a straightface. Everyone's face quirked into a smile while Steve cleared his throat in an attempt to keep his serious look intact.

“Uh what?” Tony gave him a puzzled expression and just then you came running with Peter right behind you.

“Hey-hi dad you were looking for me?” you breathed out panting.

“Yes I was but the most important question right now is what were you two doing? I think the last time I made it very clear” he arched an eyebrow looking at you questioningly.

“Nothing-nothing dad we…were just studying” you stuttered, nudging your elbow at Peter hinting him to back you up.

“Yea-yes Mr Stark we were studying for our biology test” he fumbled, nodding his head vigorously, agreeing with you.

“So is the test based on theory or practical?” Nat snickered from the back with a wide grin on her face.

“Seriously Natasha?!” Tony gave her a look of disbelief before turning to you “well Vision told me something else”

“Vision is lying!” you immediately blurted out.

“Vision is an AI, he can't lie” your dad remarked unamused.

“Well maybe then the firmware of his memory is malfunctioning I think you need to check him once” you suggested feigning concern but were interrupted by Vision himself.

“I would like to object here Miss Stark, all my system functions are running smoothly including my memory and I clearly remember you and Mr Parker engaged in some very intense sexual intercourse which had you screaming though I’m a little confused if you were in pain or not as you were bent over while Mr Parker was behind you….” your eyes went wide as Vision went on to give a very detailed description of how you were getting your back blown by Peter and you shouted in panic to stop him from going any further.

“That's enough Vision! You-you made your point, we understand you have a very clear memory” you stumbled upon your words, both you and Peter feeling your face heat up in embarrassment as everybody had a look of disgust on their faces.

"Yeah Vis , let's go back to our room. We don't have anything to do here anyways and we also need to talk about you using the doors instead of walls" Wanda took Vision with her trying hard not to laugh at the whole situation.

“Why didn’t I go deaf before hearing this? I think I have to bleach my ears now” Tony laments with a dramatic tone in his voice, shaking his head.

“God I think I was far better frozen in ice you guys are real freaks” Steve remarked with disappointment pinching the bridge of his nose.

“And nasty” Bucky added with a scowl in his face.

“Didn't know you had it in you Parker” Sam comes and pats Peter’s shoulder chuckling lightly. And if Peter wasn't embarrassed already he is now totally as he glanced down at his feet hoping the floor swallows him whole because after today no way he will be able to look his mentor in the eye who happens to be your father too.

“Don’t encourage them Sam!” Tony snapped at him “and you young man I think we need to sit down for a serious chat later, you too Y/N” he told Peter with a threatening tone before leaving the room with the others and Peter swallowed hard, nodding his head timidly.

“Next time we are having sex at your apartment” you grumbled, dragging yourself back to your room with Peter walking by your side.

“You think there will be a next time? I’m pretty sure your dad is going to kill me with one of his short ranged missiles later” Peter said with a dreadful expression on his face.

Reblogs are appreciated ❤

#peter parker #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #tom holland #tom holland smut

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cryonme · 3 years ago

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𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐈𝐕

PART FOUR- “I Can’t Stop Thinking About The Way You Held Me That Night After The Boneyard And I Think I Need You To Do It Again.”

part one here

part two here

part three here

short series-- jj maybank x kook!reader

word count- 4.2k

tw- scratching, panic, description of bruises and cuts, big ol mental breakdown, swearing, self deprecation, fluff if you fuckin squint harder than you ever have in your life, mentions of blood, hints at sexual assault, mentions of wanting to throw up probably more please tell me if I missed something :( typos guaranteed

a/n- thank you for being so patient for this part! it was a busy couple days for Roxie!! again, the reader talks a lot of self deprecation, and I want to make it clear, I do not agree with her views on herself. please remember that I don't think of victims that way, I just wanted to write accurately. love you all so much!

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You were basically a shell of a human being for the next week.

Your dad and Christine had told Shoupe that it was no surprise to them that Tyler had done this, and explained that they had kicked him out of the house and why. Tyler was apparently “nowhere to be found”, very convenient, considering the police were looking for him.

All you wanted was to go see your friends, you wanted to tell them everything. You wanted to apologize for the way you treated them and thank them for saving you.

But your dad and Christine had you practically locked up in your room.

You were afraid to even ask to leave, knowing they would get upset again. You avoided bringing up the situation at all, not wanting to see the sad looks on their faces.

So, you waited. You waited a week to see your friends just so you wouldn’t have to go through the awkward sadness.

“Dad?” You asked softly as you walked into his office, hands shoved in the back pockets of your blue jean shorts. He was writing at his desk, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He started working from home when he got the call from Christine about what had happened. You hadn’t told either of them what you know yet, you needed to know more before telling someone as powerful as your father.

“Hey, honey.” He turned in his chair and smiled, taking his glasses off, giving you a warm smile.

You and your dad had a good relationship. You weren’t best friends, you didn’t tell him everything, you didn’t hang out often. But, he loved you with everything he had, and would do, and has done, just about anything for you.

“Hey,” You started, fidgeting with your hands and the rings on your fingers. “I uh- I was wondering if- Everyone’s going to John B’s today and I really miss my friends and Pope and JJ and John B will all be there so they can protect me if anything happens and-”

“(Y/n),” Your dad started but you kept rambling.

“And I just think it’s really important for me to get out of the house especially-”

“You can go.”

“Because of what happened here and I just- wait, I can?”

Your dad nodded, standing up and placing his hand on your shoulders, looking straight into your eyes with his (y/c/e) eyes, sullen and misty.

“I agree, I think you should go.”

You smiled and wrapped your arms around your dad, squeezing extra tight. He let out a watery laugh and kissed your head.

“I’m really sorry kiddo. I can’t believe I wasn’t-” He stopped for a moment and let out a deep sigh, “I just can’t believe I let it go on for so long.” You frowned and just hugged your dad tighter. “You didn’t let anything go on, it’s my fault.”

Your dad's lip quivered and he rested his chin on your head, “It’s no one’s fault but his, let’s say that.

You nodded in agreement, “Let’s.”

After a couple more apologies and just a few more tears, you and your dad pulled away and you made your way back to your room, after stopping by Christine’s room to tell her you were leaving and promising 50 times to be so safe, and sent a text to Sarah.

*Can I hitch a ride to JB’s?*

It took about 15 seconds for her to reply.

OH THANK GOD

YES WTF

You smiled at your phone and shook your head, almost giddy with excitement to see your best friends. You knew Sarah was probably gonna pick you up in less than a couple minutes, so you stuck with the outfit you had on already, opting against a swimsuit. Your cuts and bruises had healed and faded immensely, but they were still there, and you’d rather skip the pity glances and sad looks. Your hands were still wrapped in compression wrap from the force of Tyler’s kick, along with your left knee and rib cage, your neck covered in red, ugly scratches from your panic attacks, and you had to be very careful with your movements so you wouldn’t worsen your concussion. You were already in a lot of pain, and having to deal with your emotional pain today would just be too much. You knew they came from a good place, and they were just concerned, but that’s not what you were there for today, you had a lot more problems in your future than just a couple injuries.

Once Sarah had texted you that she was waiting outside, you made your way downstairs, bidding your parents one last goodbye before walking out the front door and giving your best friend a wave as you made your way to her passenger seat.

“I’m not gonna hug you because I’m afraid I’ll squeeze you too tight and I know you’re injured.”

You giggled and leaned over the center console, giving her a quick kiss on top of her head and a big smile. “I would offer you my hand to squeeze but unfortunately my hands did not make it out unscathed.”

Sarah just nodded, taking in your appearance for a moment before clearing her throat and starting her car, blinking hard a couple times as she made her way out of your neighborhood.

“I didn’t tell anyone you’re coming, they’ll be so excited.” She forced a smile to her face and you returned it.

You knew she was having a really hard time having you in her car, forced to look at you and remember the day they found you nearly unconscious with Tyler’s hand around your throat.

You probably looked disgusting.

You pulled down the mirror to examine your face, your eye was still swollen and discolored, your lip as well. You had a yellowing bruise on your right cheekbone and a healing cut on your eyebrow right above it.

A sight to see.

“(Y/n/n)...”

“Please don’t, S.” You said softly, flipping the mirror back up in its place and turning to your blonde haired friend, giving her a weak smile. “Just making sure they’re healing okay. Forgot to check before we left.”

Sarah just nodded, not looking convinced by your untrue words.

The sound of Sarah’s tires rolling over the dirt road made your stomach flip, you weren’t ready yet. You didn’t want to see John B’s sad eyes, or Kiara’s quivering lip, or Pope’s lingering eyes on your bandages.

You didn’t wanna see JJ’s face, you’d turn to putty if you saw even an ounce of hurt in those pretty blue eyes.

You took a deep breath when Sarah finally rolled up to the Chateau, trying to calm your shaking hands, using one to steady the other, but it was no use since they were both unsteady. You mustered up all of your courage and confidence and opened the car door, immediately spotting your friends on John B’s wrap around porch, drinking beers and laughing.

They don’t miss you. You had told yourself, stopping in your tracks and raking your hands through your hair, suddenly wanting to cry. Look how much fun they’re having without you.

What you hadn’t seen was the pogues sitting in silence only moments before, sullen looks on their faces as they forced light conversation and jokes, before one finally made them laugh, bringing peace to the friends for just a moment.

“Hey,” Sarah stood in front of you, hands on your cheeks. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t have to. Her eyes looking into yours with nothing but love and compassion was enough. “Come on.” She nodded encouragingly and grabbed your hand, pulling you behind her as she approached the screen door.

You wanted to throw up.

The door cracked open, it’s rusty hinges making a high pitched squeaking noise.

And there it was.

John B’s sad eyes.

Kiara’s quivering lip.

Pope’s eyes glued to your bandages.

You didn’t look at JJ.

“Fuck.” Kiara breathed out as she quickly stood up from her spot to hug you, but quickly stopped herself as she got closer and could see the damage more clearly. She stared at you a moment with teary eyes, not sure what to do.

“Just hug me, weirdo.” You said, grabbing her arm and pulling her in for a light hug.

“God, I just wanna squeeze you.” She muttered, her mouth pressed against your shoulder.

“Please don’t.” You said, only half joking.

You both giggled and pulled away, you gave her a small smile before squeezing her shoulders.

“Love you, Kie.”

“I love you way more, how are you doing?”

You just shook your head, “I’d rather not get into that, if that’s okay.”

Kie just nodded. She should’ve known better with you, of course you weren’t gonna answer that question.

“At least you’re not lying.” John B said, pulling you into a light hug much like the one you had with Kie moments before, his arms around your shoulders while your cheek rested on his chest, his chin on top of your head.

“Love you, bub. Glad you’re okay.” He said into your hair before leaving a slight kiss, pulling away to put his hand in Sarah’s, his gaze lingering on your broken down figure.

Pope just kept looking at you, obviously freaked out.

“Hey, Heyward.” You put your hand under his chin, bringing his eyes up to yours. You smiled at the boy and nodded, “I’m okay.”

Pope reached one hand up to grab yours, hot holding it too tight, but just enough to tell you how much he loves you. “I’m happy you’re here.”

JJ watched as you had a heartfelt moment with each of your friends, but wouldn’t spare a single glance in his direction. She had whispered his name in pain just a week ago, wanting him by her side, and now she won’t look at him.

She realized what a piece of shit you are.

The pogues sensed the tension, all of them standing up and heading inside the house to give you two a moment alone. You wanted to beg them to stay, or follow them inside even. Grab a bag of chips and flop yourself onto the couch with your head in Pope’s lap, giggling at John B and Sarah’s lovers quarrel in the kitchen.

But you had to face this head on, you had to face JJ head on. It was time.

“Why won’t you look at me?” JJ asked, trying to mask his anger, it wasn’t working.

“I-”

“After all this, I thought we were past the hatred, (Y/n).” He was trying to keep his cool, but he couldn’t. Keeping his cool was never one of his strong suits.

“JJ-”

“I’m not doing this anymore with you. You can-”

You cut him off. If he said one more angry word at you you wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“JJ, I know you hate me and I know I’m a bitch and I’m sorry for the way I’ve treated you. But, god, I can’t stop thinking about the way you held me that night after the boneyard and I think I need you to do it again.” Your voice shook as you finally whipped your head to look at him, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through your head from the sudden movement.

There was that hurt in his eyes, plain as day. His hair was disheveled and his eyes looked heavy and sad, dark circles hanging underneath them. He looked so beautiful.

JJ was wordless as he strode towards you, his arms out as he finally held you lightly in his arms.

“I need you to hold me tighter, Jayje, please.” “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“*Please.”

The blond responded by just holding you tighter against him, one hand around your waist and the other supporting the back of your head. You let out a choked sob at the feeling of him around you, this is all you ever wanted, all you ever needed. It was like air was finally rushing through your lungs.

“I’m sorry I was angry, I’m so sorry.”

You just shook your head, unable to speak words as you continued to cry, wordlessly telling him not to apologize, just pulling him impossibly closer.

JJ stumbled a little as you pulled him, “Okay, okay. Let’s sit down.” He said softly, leading you to the outside couch, careful not to loosen his grip on your frame. JJ sat down in the corner and pulled you with him, situating your body between his legs, your arms wrapped around his neck as your head fell to rest in the crook of his neck. JJ’s hand that wasn’t on your waist came to rest on your cheek, his thumb slowly stroking your cheekbone back and forth.

“I’m so scared.” Your voice squeaked through your sobs and hiccups and JJ’s heart shattered, scattering broken pieces at his feet.

“M’not gonna leave you. Promise.”

You didn’t respond as you held up your pinky, signalling for him to hook his around yours, and he did, leaving a sweet kiss on your fingers, then returning his hand to it’s spot on your cheek, holding onto you for dear life. He wanted to find Tyler and kill him himself, even if only for the way you were shaking in his arms, it scared him. He had never seen you this broken before, he didn’t think anybody had, not including Sarah or Kie, but even then the amount was few.

He didn’t want to shush you or tell you everything was okay, because it wasn’t, really. Your abusive step brother was nowhere to be found and he had nearly killed you. It wasn’t okay. So, he let you cry and he held you, letting out an involuntary whine every time your body would tremor and whispering sweet things in your ear, until eventually you fell asleep in his arms, your breathing finally normal.

John B came out the front door when he heard your crying stop, Pope trailing close behind him, and the two leaned on the railing across from JJ.

“I wanna kill him.” JJ said, not looking up from his gaze on you. “Look at her.”

JJ was holding back his own tears now, forcing out a couple coughs to try and cover up his cracking voice. “The way she just broke down, I- I’ve never seen her like this before, guys. She usually has something funny to say, a joke to pull even in the toughest situations but she’s so scared and sad. Fuck, I never want to see her like this again.”

John B and Pope were silent as JJ talked, just listening to their distraught friend.

“I’m not leaving her. Not ‘til that son of a bitch is dead or behind bars for the rest of his life.”

Pope nodded, “I think that’s smart, actually.”

The boys were interrupted when Sarah brought out your bag, holding it out to JJ.

“She needs to change her bandages, they look a mess.”

JJ grabbed the bag and placed it on the ground next him, then turned to you and gently shook you awake, stroking your hair and whispering softly.

“Hey, pretty girl, Gotta get up and change your bandages, okay? They’re all twisted.”

You nodded and stood up, immediately whimpering from losing the extra compression around your ribs and the pain in your head. JJ shot up, fawning over you, offering to carry you to the bathroom. You just shook your head and made your way inside, keeping your eyes on your feet so you wouldn’t make eye contact with Pope or John B.

You made it to the bathroom before JJ did, so you sat on the counter and waited, he must’ve been talking to the boys outside.

“You should’ve said something sooner, Sarah. This could’ve been avoided.” You heard Kie’s voice through the door.

“What? Do you know how mad she would be if I did? She’d never talk to me again.” “At least she’d be safe.” Kie spat.

“Look, I- I didn’t know that was gonna happen, okay-”

“Obviously.” Kie muttered.

“You don’t think I’ve been beating myself up about it all week?”

“You should be beating your-”

“Kie, lay off.” John B’s voice interrupted, followed by the slamming of a bedroom door, and silence.

You frowned at the conversation. This was no one’s fault, no one but Tyler. He’s the scum who did this to you, there was no one else to blame. Kie was angry and looking for someone to pin it on who wasn’t conveniently missing, but it wasn’t fair to Sarah.

JJ entered the room not a moment later, holding your bag with fresh compression wraps and bandages, a nervous smile plastered on his face.

“Let me see.” He said, setting down the bag on the counter next to you.

You had a hesitant look on your face, you knew he meant for you to take off your shirt, and you didn’t want to. After everything-

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” He whispered so softly you almost didn’t hear him. “I just wanna help you, okay? I need to see them so I can help you, baby.”

You nodded and he mirrored the action, slowly bringing his arms forward to pull your shirt over your head, leaving you in just a bra and shorts. JJ didn’t bat an eye at your chest, solely focused on your injuries. He stayed silent while he carefully unwrapped the compression from your ribcage, which was now twisted from your sleeping position. He sucked in through his teeth while he looked at your ribcage, horribly discolored and red from the wrap, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to your tiny heart tattoo, almost invisible from the bruising.

“Broken?” He asked.

You shrugged. You don’t pay attention when doctors talk, that was Christine’s job.

JJ didn’t acknowledge your answer, just continued his work. He pressed a kiss to each spot he unwrapped, telling you something about how it always made them heal faster.

“Kisses from a handsome man like myself make everything better.” He had said with a playful glint in his eye.

You wanted to smile and the sweetness and pureness of it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to.

JJ finished and crumpled up the old wraps and bandages before tossing them in the garbage and looking back at you. He looked at you for a moment before reaching his hand out and softly running his fingers over your red scratches. You couldn’t read his expression. You still didn’t know JJ well, having hated him the entire time you’ve known him up until just over a week ago, you were seeing him in a new light, and you couldn’t tell what he was making of all of this.

You told yourself he was probably over this, annoyed that he was having to deal with the beaten down girl in front of him instead of sticking himself into the gorgeous blonde he had wrapped around him at the Boneyard.

He thinks you're ugly and pathetic. Who the fuck scratches themselves?

“These look like they hurt, baby. You gotta stop doing this to yourself.” He said, bringing his blue eyes up to meet yours. “Not that easy.” You rasped back.

JJ sighed and nodded, he of all people knew how not easy it was to quit a coping mechanism. He always hated when Pope or Kiara would try to tell him to just “Stop drinking” or “Stop getting in fights”. It isn't easy when you feel like that’s the one thing that will help you.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said seriously, his eyes full of intensity as he looked at you, the girl he felt so strongly for that he mistook the feeling for hatred.

You scoffed.

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t do what?”

JJ sighed and looked down before settling himself between your legs, his eyebrows knit together and eyes sharp on yours. “You know.”

“What kinda girl lets this happen to herself, JJ? It’s ugly, I look ugly.” Tears started to build up again and JJ didn’t know what to say.

“Baby, you didn’t let anything happen. This is not on you.”

You shook your head as more tears fell, “You don’t get it, I’m weak.”

JJ just shook his head, “No.”

“Stop disagreeing with me!” You yelled, trying to punch his chest but crying out from the pain in your hands. “I’m weak, I’m pathetic, I’m gross, I’m ugly! He did this to me! He made me this way and now he gets away with it! He gets away-”

You were inconsolable, your words were barely coherent as snot and tears ran down your face. You wanted JJ to agree, tell you you were weak and ugly, you needed to be right. It was comfortable to be right. “I’m right, JJ! Don’t fucking tell me I’m wrong! Why are you lying to me?!”

“Baby-”

“He did this to me! I’ll never feel clean again!”

If JJ’s heart wasn’t fully broken before, it was now. He felt utterly helpless for the first time in his life, completely not knowing what to do. He always had a next move. Even when his dad was beating the shit out of him, even when a kook had him pinned down, face in the sand and barely able to breathe. But now, looking at you, body broken and bruised and lips and eyes red and puffy from crying, choking on your own sobs, JJ felt fucking useless.

“(Y/n), please, breathe, angel.”

You stopped for a second and pushed your hair out of your face, looking at him confused.

“You can let it out, just remember to breathe, okay? You’re gonna panic and scratch yourself again.” His voice was so gentle as his hand lightly squeezed the back of your neck, his other hand softly caressing your thigh.

You just nodded slowly, expecting him to yell at you for your outburst or tell you you’re being childish, but you received the opposite. You began to take deep breaths for JJ, beginning to realize you’d do just about anything to get rid of the heart broken expression on his face.

He took deep breaths with you, placing your hands on his chest and covering them with his own so you could feel the rise and fall and the patter of his heart beat. He gave you a small smile when your breathing settled, and he let you fall into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. “Proud of you, pretty girl. Did so good.”

You whined and pulled away from him, you wanted to see his face, to see the way he was looking at you. JJ’s hands rested on your hips and he gave them a gentle squeeze as you stared at his ocean eyes.

“I wanna kiss you.” You whispered, your hands coming up to cradle the sides of his neck.

JJ shook his head, “Soon, I promise. Okay? But not now.” He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. He couldn’t kiss you while you were torn apart and terrified, he wanted to see the sparkle in your eyes, that striking grin on your cherry painted lips.

He doesn’t want to kiss you.

“Not like this. Not when you feel this way, okay?”

Oh.

You could’ve sworn your heart burst and melted all the way down to your toes. This was a new JJ. Even when he hated you he probably would’ve jumped at the opportunity to do anything with you, shutting up your loud mouth with his own. But now, it’s almost like he’s afraid to break you.

You nodded but stayed silent, finally letting your body rest against his. “I need to talk to the group.”

JJ nodded, helping you off of the counter. His heart squeezed when you intertwined your fingers with his, gently holding on so you wouldn’t hurt your hand further. His heart skipped a beat when you brought your free hand up to hold onto his forearm. You were gonna give him butterflies forever.

The two of you walked outside the bathroom and you saw your friends sitting and waiting for you, and you began to feel nauseous.

Once JJ got you out of the bathroom and onto the couch comfortably, you let go of his hand and he suddenly felt empty. You ran your hands up and down your thighs with anxiety before letting out a small whimper, feeling your body begin to surge with panic as you thought about what you had to tell your friends.

“You’re safe.” JJ whispered, his hands hovering over you like he wasn’t sure what you wanted from him. You looped your arm through his and he brought his hand over to gently rest on your knee, giving you a soft kiss on your temple.

“I wanted to tell you guys this as soon as I knew, but I had to tell you in person and when I got here the emotions were just too much and-”

JJ pulled your hand down from your neck, softly shushing you to stop you from rambling. You hadn’t even realized you were scratching. You took a deep breath and looked at JJ again, waiting for his quick nod before you took the deepest breath of your life and said the words you had been dreading to say all week.

“Tyler killed my mom and sister.”

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imaslutforremusandsirius · 4 years ago

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Can I have a Fred and George smut where they see someone else flirt with you and they walk over and drag you into their dorm and fuck you senseless, maybe something with thigh riding and face riding?

Funishment

I‘ve been gone so long wtf. I really like this one. Hope you enjoy!!

Warning: 18+

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You need to get away from the crowd of boys as soon as possible, because Fred and George would be back any minute now.

You glance around anxiously as you halfheartedly listen to one of the boys, nodding every once in a while to make it seem like you are paying attention. Thankfully they don‘t notice, too busy ogling your chest through your thin blouse and staring at you legs.

Your eyes dart around the room and you catch sight of red hair, worrying that they might catch you being the reason of a dozen boys boners. Of course they do.

The second their eyes land on you their smile vanishes, a pissed off expression taking its place. You see George whisper something in his brothers ear and Fred nods, breathing in deeply before they make their way over to you, hands balled into tight fists.

You try to make it clear that you weren‘t at fault by looking at them pleadingly, but they ignore you, flanking you on both sides.

„Hello boys“ Fred spits out the word ,boys‘ like poison, „what are we talking about?“

„Must be interesting“ George added, jaw clenched tight with his next words, „Might wanna take a cold shower lads, talking to our pretty lady has you all exited huh?“

You blush a little, clearing your throat when you notice the boys shift uncomfortably.

They don‘t wait for a response, not that anyone would dare oppose, including you, and Fred grabs your hand to pull you to their dorm.

„Uh guys-“

„Not a sound until we arrive.“

Slamming the door shut Fred shoves you on his bed, his mouth claiming yours with so much possessiveness you could drown in it. He is so overwhelming that it takes you a few seconds to reciprocate and he groans low in his throat when your hands tug at his hair.

George is leaving wet open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs, ridding you of every article that you‘re wearing. You body starts to heat up, a delicious pressure building up inside of your belly. Your mind is filled with the two gorgeous men and you open your legs wide, moaning softly when you felt George gently tease your cunt with the tips of his fingers.

Fred pulls back, swollen lips pulled into a sneer. „We leave you for two minutes and you already entertain some horny teenage boys? Are you really that desperate for attention?“

You whine softly at his words, pink lips pulling into a pout you know they couldn‘t resist.

„S‘not my fault they like the way I look“ you bat your lashes innocently. „Was waiting for you anyway...“

Freds lips twitch as he tries to hold back a smile, pulling you into a sitting position.

George kisses his way up to your face, lips lingering a little on your tits and he sucks each of your nipples softly. Giving you a few quick pecks he pulls back to sit on the edge of the bed, patting his thigh.

„Up.“

George was a man of little words in the bedroom, opting to just throwing you around like a ragdoll. He didn‘t have to say anything, one look is enough go make you comply.

You eagerly climb onto his lap, not able to resist as you stroke his strong shoulders with your hands. George positions you over his thigh, leaning back on his palms to watch you.

„Fuck yourself on my thigh. Don‘t stop until you cum.“

Your hips moved before he finished his sentence and you gasped at the way your clit rubbed against his strong thigh. Freds hands slipped under your shirt to play with your breasts, pinching and pulling your nipples so hard it hurt.

„Fuck, let me see her tits..“ George said to his brother, groaning when he saw your flushed tits, nipples hard and and sore.

You couldn‘t do anything but moan loudly, Georges thigh getting progressively wetter and your boyfriend noticed, clicking his tongue in delight.

„Already made a mess and you haven‘t even cum yet.“

You went faster, trying to chase your orgasm but something was missing. You needed George to touch you.

„Need your help“ you whined helplessly, rocking your hips slowly as you leaned forward to press soft kisses on his throat. George pulled you close, wrapping a strong arm around your waist and moved your entire body along his thigh.

You felt it now. The nearly electric sensation of your clit rubbing against his flesh and your moans turned into breathless whimpers.

„Yes“ you cried out and dug your nails in his back when he flexed his thigh. You felt thick fingers at your hole, teasing and you bucked back, slipping them in.

„Fuck baby, so fucking tight“ Fred groaned, licking at your bare back. His fingers curled and he sank his teeth into the flesh of your ass. With one more slide of your clit against George and Freds fingers thrusting in you came. They didn‘t let go, making you fall apart in their hands, pulling your head to the side to watch your face intently.

Fred pulled out and pressed a wet kiss on your lips, smirking at your blissed expression. You watched with desperation when George took his brothers hand and licked up your cum from his fingers, groaning at your taste.

„Fuck I wanna taste her“ Fred rasped, watching his brother lick up the mess you made. His other hand trailed the wetness on his brothers leg and he brought his slick fingers up. They glistened in the light and he put them in his mouth, curling his tongue around his fingers.

George lifted you from his lap and pushed Fred on his back. His eyes were darker the usual, mind far gone in hazy pleasure.

„You heard him. Fuck his face, now.“

You crawled over Freds face, your soft thighs enveloping his head and you lowered yourself. Freds eyes immediately fluttered shut and he let out a whimper at you taste, hands holding your cunt flush against his face as he licked every inch of your pussy. You nearly came again at his absolutely blissed face, as if the pleasure he was giving you was effecting him just as much.

„Ah“ you cried out when you felt something hard press against you slit. Georges cock rubbed against your slit in a few gentle swipes, before he pushed inside until he was completely buried inside of you. One hand came between your shoulder blades to push you down until your chest was flush on the mattress and he fucked you.

It felt so good. His cock was so big it was rubbing every inch of your sensitive walls, the hot tip of his cock hitting your cervix in painful pleasure. Freds lips were locked around your clit, sucking and licking as he held you in place.

„Could the fuck you like us?“ George asked forcefully, thrusting aggressively when you could do nothing but shriek.

„Could. They. Fuck. You. Like. Us?!“

„No!“ you cried out, grasping the bedsheets to steady yourself. He was going so hard that he nearly threw you off with every push of his hips.

„No what?!“

„No, they can‘t ah they can‘t fuck me like you do!“

The pressure was building up again and George felt it by the way you clenched around him, he leaned down and draped his sweaty chest across your back, enveloping all of your senses.

„Fred“ he groaned out „get up here and shut her up. I don‘t wanna hear a fucking word from her.“

Fred pulled away from your pussy and crawled from under you body to sit in front of your face.

„Suck my cock, baby.“

None of you were going to last any longer. Not with the lewd sounds of skin smacking against skin, breathless deep groans and little gasps of ecstasy.

You didn‘t waste any time and took him in as deep as possible, your eyes rolling back at being absolutely used in any way possible.

„Fuck I‘m not gonna last“ George growled, hand rubbing your clit in fast strokes. „Cum with me“

Your screams were muffled when you shouted as you came, your release washing over you in gigantic waves of pleasure. It pulled you under and all you could do was swallow Freds cum as he pulled your head so far down, your nose was smushed against his pubic bone.

George groaned right next to your ear, a breathy „Fuck!“ escaping his lips and he spilled his cum inside of your cunt.

George pulled out and gently pushed his cum back inside of your wet, gaping hole, watching you flutter and twitch under his movements.

„Good girl.“ He praised, voice gentle. „C‘mon give me a kiss, baby.“

You turned around to kiss him deeply, cuddling into his chest. Fred joined in, throwing one hand around your waist and hid his face in the crook of your neck.

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idealisticrealism · 2 years ago

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TCL 2x02 recap

Guess who’s back with even more thoughts?? 2x02 time let’s gooo

Ugghhhh the location of this ‘prison’ is gonna haunt me I stg. These damn hills are so familiar to me and yet I cannot pinpoint where the bloody thing is. Looks like this will be on my list to hunt down next year ugh

Okay all of these security checks seem excessive when there is literally going to be a glass barrier between them anyway?? Also last ep Nadia got to bring in her bag but it seems like Thony didn’t? C'mon show I need consistency here lol. Tbh I’m sad that they don’t get to use the visitation room from 1x10 anymore, bc lbr we all know how much I wanted them to be able to touch their feet together under the table bc they can't hold hands lol

Anyway the important thing is that my boy is back on his feet, which makes me want to know how long has passed since his attack? Like a week? Seems like an appropriate amount of time to recover from multiple stab wounds and to be back in GenPop… tbh it can’t really be longer than a week given the state of his facial swelling. Also I’m gonna assume that he and Thony haven’t spoken since the call last ep, but he’s probably been able to speak to Nadia, and she has passed on updates to both sides?? So Thony knows about the attack, and he knows about Marco, even if neither of them have details?

But oh man the utter dismay on Thony’s face when she sees him, this is what I live forrrr. Did he know that his visitor was her? Or did he assume it was Nadia, and that’s why he looked like he was steeling himself to deal with her drama (lbr, she’s highly-strung lol) when he walked in?? But ugh instead he seems to slump a little and gives a sigh when he sits down across from her; he looks so tired and I love that he doesn’t have to hide that in front of her the way he would for Nadia

“Look what they did to you”-- omg. This is literally the closest to wearing her heart on her sleeve that Thony has ever gotten and I'm dying?? The emotion in it?? The very not-platonic intensity??? Ngl I also love that her first words are such an inane statement, like she is literally so overwhelmed rn that she can barely even do words. (especially since the words that were probably screaming in her head from the moment she saw him were some very intense ones in Khmer, and I would have died to have heard her speak those aloud lol)

But wait wtf excuse me how dare the scene cut there??? That better not be all we get or I will riot???

Also ugh Garrett. I don’t caaaare about you. Although it is handy that our baes are still able to go ahead and bribe the judge lol. Wait, Russo is leaving to go to Miami? I wonder if this is a plot thing or a ‘the actor wants out’ thing?? I will actually miss her ugh

Oh thank god we’re back at the prison. (words that people other than me probably never say lol). And okay I love that she literally came to visit Arman the moment he was out of the infirmary, even before Nadia it seems?? And ugh he asks about Luca (again, I’m assuming he already knew about Marco through Nadia, and lbr I’m probably going to do a fill-in fic for the rest of the conversation at some point lol) but anyway oh lord “how are you holding up?” and THEN “I feel like I’ve failed everyone” followed by DIRECT EYE CONTACT and ugghhhhh he knows she’s not just talking about Marco and Luca anymore and god he looks like he wants to hug her so badly (that little head tilt as he leans in?? help??) and he immediately makes it clear that he doesn’t blame her and she shouldn’t blame herself either ughhh. Also I love the choice the writers made here by having him be so soft when reassuring Thony and then only getting sharp/frustrated when talking about Nadia hahaha

“Be careful in here”/“That’s not how you survive”-- Wow, what a great character study in only a handful of words?? Also this feels like it’s going to be one of the themes this season, like the S2 version of “not the right way or the wrong way, but any way you can”. But oh man poor Thony is going to be extra worried about him now… as she watched him walk away, was she suddenly afraid that this might be the last time she'd ever see him alive??

Garrett has a very impressive habit of showing up where he’s not wanted. (Although to be fair, he’s not wanted anywhere, so…). Ngl though it does look kinda bad for her to be visiting Arman at this point in time given that she’s meant to be the grieving widow. Also “I know you had nothing to do with your husband’s death” sure sounds a lot like “I suspect that you had something to do with your husband’s death” lol. But he actually genuinely does seem to want to help her still, which he chooses to do by not shutting up about her staying away from Arman. Good luck with that one, buddy. God I love how pissed she looks when he brushes off Arman’s attack as ‘bad guys taking each other out’ omg. Honestly how was I ever afraid that this show would try to pull a Garrett/Thony/Arman love triangle, she literally cannot stand him like 90% of the time and it’s glorious hahahahaaaaaaa

“I’m here because Arman saved Luca’s life, and he deserves to know that he’s safe”. omg. Thony. That is… that is so incredibly weak?? like at least come up with a better explanation?? She literally basically went with “oh yeah my boss helped get surgery for my son like a two and a half weeks ago so now I am visiting him in prison to tell him that my son is now safe and sound after being abducted by his now-dead father, which was an event that by all accounts he should have had no idea about in the first place.” WHY WOULD THIS CONCERN YOUR TOTALLY PLATONIC ‘BOSS’, THONY? Like god you are doing an amazing job of announcing to Garrett that yours and Arman’s relationship is far more than just professional (though lbr, they all already know this lol.)

Oh hi again, ABQ airport! I remember you well haha. Also omg Fi’s dad is so little? And her mum is beautiful, wow– though she really doesn’t look much older than Fi herself haha. This is going to irk me a tiny bit but I guess I can roll with the idea she had kids very young?? And damn Thony really is persona non grata with these guys huh? So much for “my mother always loved you more than me” like Fi said in early S1…

Oh wow it feels weird to get subtitles for the Tagalog?? I’m so used to the show making us just figure it out ourselves. But I guess they were a bit more necessary to follow the plot this time. Also the cheerfulness/excitement of the greeting at home feels a bit weird considering they’re there because of a death in the family, but I guess it is a pretty special reunion/first meeting all the same? Man bereavement is weird.

Okay I am going to need to go back and look at kitchen scenes from S1 bc I stg there wasn’t a door there before. And who has a front door that opens directly into the kitchen anyway?? But I do like the look of this Detective Flores, she seems badass (and that accent is hot), even if her presence is immediately stressful lol. I'll ignore the fact that there's no way it would have taken a detective this long to come and question Thony about Marco though, it's been like a week!! Anyway I love that after the extremely uncomfortable response to her questioning/accidentally starting a family fight she’s like ‘ok yeah I’mma go’ and Thony is immediately like ‘oh god thank you’ lolll

Okay potentially unpopular opinion here, but I just can’t see Nadia and Robert as being a thing?? I mean I could believe that they were previously together (he’s handsome and rich, and Nadia is very attracted to power, after all), but they don’t have the chemistry of two people who were once in love. He has more the vibe of someone who is looking at something he once possessed and wants to add back to his collection, not someone who actually genuinely cared about her. And tbh I think Naveen is amazing but I just don’t think he was the right casting for this role at all. But idk who knows, maybe he’ll change my mind. I guess I was just hoping for someone amazing who would really sweep Nadia off her feet and out of the way of Armony lol

I enjoy this guy’s comment about Arman ‘taking the crown’-- feels like a nod to 1x10 (“The Crown” lol). Also lbr I would want to have Arman on my prison crew too lol. But oh shit he’s really gonna go after Hayak??

I don’t even have kids and I’m annoyed on Thony’s behalf at Lolo trying to parent her child for her lol. Shut your face, buddy, you can’t exactly give parenting advice when your son turned out to be an asshole and your daughter moved to another country to be away from you. Also, telling her she spoils Luca? Pot calling the kettle black much??

“Everything I did, I did for my son” man those words are starting to sound almost worn out now, like she’s repeated them so many times by this point– but lbr we all know that that’s not the whole truth Thony. But awww at Fi defending her, I love these sisters-by-choice <3

“You made my son feel like he was not enough” excuse me that sounds like a Marco problem, not a Thony problem??? God why don’t people just go to goddamn therapy and stop blaming everyone else for their own shit?? Also HELL NO you are not taking Luca back to the philippines lol, I legit dare you to try get him away from Thony the Mama Bear without losing a limb lol

Huh Thony’s bed is gone?? Did they move it while the guests are there or has she been sleeping in with Luca now that he doesn’t need the infection control anymore??

Oooh I found this location (where Chris sits on the curb after riding his bike) too! Literally recognised the building from a distance while driving on the interstate haha. Though it's a shame I didn't realise that it was the curb itself that was the important part lol. I also love that there are literally crew in the background of the shot while he was riding the bike lol, I haven’t seen the show have an ‘error’ like that before

Super cool shot with the train going past in the background! Still pissed I can’t figure out where the prison is haha. Also goddamn Arman is badass, casually sitting there bleeding through his shirt while staring Hayak down. We stan a sexy ruthless king lol

Aw, looks like Thony got her buddha necklace back from Garrett in the end! I kind of also love that she’s wearing it too bc I’m certain that Marco and his parents are catholic lol. What a power move/symbol that she follows her own path rather than theirs. Also it’s interesting to learn that Marco was a few years older than Fi– he was such a brat that I assumed he was the younger brother until she referred to him by ‘Kuya” (a term for an older brother/relative) in the last ep...

Nadia’s voice sounds deeper and older on this phone call?? Maybe alll this stress with Arman has aged her lol. I really do feel for her… but not enough to not be cheering for Armony haha

Damn Thony really is desperate to keep Arman safe if she is risking missing her own husband’s funeral to help get him out?? That’s what you call endgaaaaame lol

I cannot stress enough how much I do not care about Garrett and Maya lol *mentally fast forwards through scene*

Robert: *brusquely gestures at Thony with a pool cue* Me: oh I think I hate him? Robert: *makes Thony strip off right in front of him, and even makes her let him help undress her* Me: oh I definitely 100% hate him IMMEDIATELY AND FOREVER. Honestly, what an absolute bastard. Nadia is way too good for him, how could she ever even consider being with him again?? I’m so incredibly pissed about this moment for many reasons, mostly from the act of emotional violence that it is, and oh man I hope Arman finds out about it and tears Robert apart with his bare hands for disrespecting Thony like that…

Ngl though, I kind of do love that she clearly only went through with it bc it was for Arman. Our girl really is ride or die for him ugh. Also, “No one pays attention to the cleaning lady”-- except Arman did, from the moment he saw you. Ugghh help me. And ugh Robert talking about making her clean stressed me out so much. I hate this creep SO MUCH.

“You remind me of [Marco]”-- not the compliment you think it is, Lola. Poor Chris is having a Bad Time lol

Feeling super annoyed that this incredibly unrealistic prison infirmary setup is preventing me from enjoying shirtless Arman undisturbed lol (because holy hell, Thony needs to burn all of this man’s shirts so we get treated to this view all the time haha). But yeah, as someone who has worked (admittedly, only briefly) in a prison infirmary in the past, this setup is legit ridiculous lol. But then again, it is the US, so maybe that's just how things are done over there haha

“No one can pin me down” / “Unfortunately, neither could your wife” okay dude I don’t want Russo to leave, the only good part of Garrett’s scenes are when she (or Thony) is absolutely dragging him lol

Nadia speaks French?? That’s hot. (As is everything she does, lbr.)

Wait, is Garrett at the funeral bc he suspects Thony has something to do with the money? Or with Marco’s death? Or did he come intending to pay his respects but then got a weird vibe? Like dude why do you keep showing up everywhere, I’m sick of your face

That’s one very expensive orchid.

Okay I cannot believe that this show not only gave us shirtless Arman being patched up (ps dear prison doctor, I will trade places with you any time), but it also gave us an entire shirtless fight scene in the showers??? The TCL writers are benevolent gods and I am their most grateful subject lol. Ngl I may have paused this scene quite a bit… for, uh, science. Also bless you wonderful gifmakers for already taking care of this lol. Tbh I'm slightly upset about the fact that this ep gave us the gloriousness that is both Thony and Arman half-naked, and yet it was in totally separate (and somewhat unfortunate) scenes lol. A goddamn tragedy tbh. And ok ngl I now have a sudden desperate need for Thony to see Arman shirtless.... c'mon writers you know you wanna do it

Anyway, respect to Hayak for actually taking on Arman himself, though we all know he wouldn’t have dared if Arman wasn’t already significantly wounded lol. He knows he’s outmatched otherwise. Also daaamn, the knot on this freaking towel is the strongest thing in the universe apparently?? lol. Another tragedy haha. And okay I know I’m going on and on about this, but literally HOW was he so unsupervised in the infirmary that he could possibly get hold of something like that?? (What is it supposed to be, anyway?? Bc I know what medications are likely to be stored in a cupboard like that and I know what medications could conceivably kill that fast and there is not a whole lot of crossover there lol)

But anyway yeah the whole syringe thing is ridiculous but I will roll with it lol. Just as i will ignore the even more ridiculous “I always loved you more than my own son” hahahaha. (Tbh there’s been a little bit of cliched dialogue in this ep but I will overlook it out of love). But damn, “It won’t be long now. Your heart will seize and it’ll be done” actually does sound pretty badass?? Moral of the story, DO NOT FUCK WITH ARMAN MORALES lol

(although ok I gotta question how he’s not going to get caught for this murder? Any death in custody gets an automatic autopsy, and they’ll find the injection site, and surely there’s cameras around the infirmary that show he was just there earlier, soooo? But nvm it’s fiction so *shrug*)

Man the dynamic between Chris and Luca is going to be so fascinating now. And imagine like an 18 year old Luca finding out that his cousin-brother killed his father? Tho lbr by that point Arman will be the only father he remembers :P

I like Fi’s mum and I love that Fi finally got to hear that she’s proud of her, but tbh I still can’t excuse the terrible parenting for Fi’s whole life. “We thought that you were stronger” BRO SHE WAS A CHILD??? Good lord.

The dad though??? Like I know all too well the impact that grief and loss can have, but damn the entitlement of him wanting to basically steal Luca to use him as a do-over of Marco? Gross. And acting like Luca’s connection to him through Marco gives him more of a right to have Luca than Luca’s own mother???? C’mon now. So glad Thony called him out on it and put her foot down, even if the issue didn’t actually get clearly resolved….

Okay EXCUSE ME WHAT. Are the writers kidding me with this imagery of Arman leaving his prison and walking free out into the light, overlaid with Thony reciting a sacrament so fitting that it could have been written solely for him???? I feel like I fucking ascended to a higher plane during this scene, bc jesus christ I have been to some of the most famous places of worship in the world and yet none of them felt as holy as my couch did while I experienced this moment. Not only did it have that sense of connected-even-at-a-distance that the ‘Someone To Watch Over Me’ scene in 1x07 evoked, but it took it even further, because even though this scene very clearly involved them engaging with their respective spouses (indirectly in Thony’s case of course), it was undeniably an Armony scene, and I’m sorry but I am going to be an utter mess about this forever?? And the fact that the writers chose to have Nadia remove his sunglasses– symbolically removing a ‘mask’ and letting him see the light– rather than showing the two of them kissing (even though I’m sure they probably did kiss, only moments later, though I’m grateful we didn’t have to see it lol) was legit incredible and have I mentioned I’m in love with this entire writers’ room or??????

Ugh okay that's all for now, but I guess I'll see you all next week for more of this show sending me literally insane. Help.

#The Cleaning Lady #Armony #TCL recaps #help me god

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smellsfaintlyofvanilla · 4 years ago

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hiii!!! can i request a hange x reader fic where they are having a being intimate or having a moment and Levi walks in. and is like wtf. but praises hange on their choice of women? ( could you use a mix of they and she for hange please!)

Absolutely!

I just know Levi would be the type to act disgusted, but internally he's actually really happy for Hange that they finally found somebody :')

Quickly

(Zoe Hange x Reader)

AU: Canon

Warnings: None

Category: Fluff, a little smut but they get caught lmao

Summary: Hange is busy doing work when their S/O comes to visit them, so they let them stay for a bit. But, as soon as they get to fooling around, Hange realizes they forgot to lock the door.

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"Knock knock."

You push the door to Hange's office open casually, not even waiting for any sort of confirmation from them that you were allowed in—after all, Hange never said 'no' to any of your visits. It was essentially your office too now, since she had given you a spare key to "come over whenever you'd like and for whatever reason you'd like". You understood the implications of what she was saying, but pushed the thought to the back of your mind, accepting the key graciously.

"Ah, hello Y/n." Their voice echoed through the room, their back turned as she fiddled with some equipment and papers on her desk, working vigorously as usual. You shut the door behind you, stretching your arms above your head as you strolled over to your lover.

Your arms wrapped around her waist from behind the second you got close enough, burying your head in their neck—a cheeky way of getting their attention that never once failed.

"Baby, I'm working." She chuckled in mock protest, but based off of how quickly they dropped their tools and looked up from their papers, you doubted she was planning on stopping you.

"I know," You breathe against her neck, slowly and meticulously luring them further and further from her work. "But I missed you~."

"What do you want?" Hange suddenly asked. It wasn't in annoyance, but a genuine question. "Do you want something in particular?"

You sat there silently against her shoulder for a moment, pondering. What did you come here for? Mostly, you were just bored and lonely—stable duty wasn't the most appealing job—but you didn't have anything planned when you came over.

"I dunno..." You mumble. "Just wanted to see you..."

Hange chuckled, freeing herself from your grasp and turning to face you. "That's fine." They say, hooking their arms around your lower back to pull you up, and you wrap your legs around her waist as she starts walking.

After a few seconds, she'd sat down, and you heard the distinct scratching of the chair against the floor as she scooted forward. You were in their lap now, body pressed up against hers so closely that you could feel the rise and fall of their chest with each steady breath. They'd already scooted the chair up as close to their work desk as they could, and even your lower back was pressed semi-uncomfortably against her wooden desk, you didn't mind at all. Your legs were to either side of her, and you faced the back wall blankly.

"We can stay like this for a while." She muttered, her left hand slowly rubbing up and down your back while her right picked up the pen and started to fill out the stack of paperwork on her desk. You chuckled—Hange's inability to pry themselves from their work was evident as always.

You settled down, your breaths leveling to slow, easy pace as you buried your head in the crook of her neck, finding deep solace and tranquility in her embrace. Your eyes shut against her, and you slowly breathed in their scent. It was very distinct—somewhat musky, yet also smelling of ink and fresh paper. The tension evaporated from your muscles as you sunk further into them, the warmth of their body and the gentle rhythm of their heartbeat lulling you to sleep in her arms.

After a certain amount of time—you weren't quite sure how long—something stirred you awake, and a groan involuntarily left your lips as your eyes peeled open.

You were still in the chair, and in Hange's embrace, but the sound of pen on paper had ceased, and you could only assume that they had finished their a while back.

Her face was now pressed into your shoulder, and both of her hands had snaked under your shirt and onto the bare skin of your back. If you didn't know better, you'd assume she was asleep, but you heard a soft chuckle pass your lover's lips, the exhalation brushing warm air against the nape of your neck.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. Are my hands too cold?" She spoke gently and quietly, a stark contrast to her usually loud tone. She didn't want to bother you with her usual loudness immediately after you had woken up.

"Now that you mention it, a little." You mumble, closing your eyes in a vain attempt at getting more rest.

"Sorry. Here, I'll move them." They make good on their words, removing their hands from yours and moving them up to your head, pulling it up from her shoulder. She cups your face in her hands, one side in each palm, and pulls you towards her face for a chaste kiss on the lips.

Finally starting to wake up, you move your lips back to hers after a moments hesitation. They return the kiss eagerly, hands moving to your shoulders, squeezing them lightly. Their lips are warm and soft against yours. Perhaps a little chapped, but you had long gotten used to the feeling.

Teasingly, Hange moves her hands down, letting them slink to your waist, purposefully dragging of the sides of your breasts on the way down. Their tongue left their mouth, dragging up your bottom lip teasingly.

You pull away in shock, wiping the small trail of saliva connecting the two. "H-Hange—!"

They lean their head back, letting out a hearty laugh. "Sorry, I just wanted to see what you would do!"

Despite playing it off as a joke, her hands never left your hips. In fact, their grip only tightened.

"Unless..." She teased, hands slowly riding up, causing your shirt to rise and expose your stomach. "You want to keep going?"

A pink tint rises to your cheeks as your shirt continued to rise up your stomach, Hange's eyes shamelessly staring down at your exposed skin, thoroughly enjoying the view.

"Hange~," You whined, squirming under their grasp and trying in vain to fight off the tingle in the pit of your stomach. "We're on duty, stop being horny!" You laughed, causing Hange to giggle as well.

"What's the harm in it? I've down my work, and so have you... You locked the door on the way in, you nobody'll catch us anyway. I'll be quick about it~..."

You sighed, debating on whether it's really worth it. After all, captain Levi would surely chew you out for it if he caught you and Hange getting frisky. But the door was locked, so you decided it would be alright. Just this once.

"Fine..." You sigh, "Just be quick about it."

Hange's eyes lit up with excitement at your permission, immediately pulling your shirt up, not taking it off completely, but pulling it up enough to expose your breasts, still hidden by your bra.

Hange's lips went to your chest almost instantly, peppering the area with brief kisses. Her hand slunk lower, cupping your crotch in her hand, causing you to hiss in a breath of air.

Her lips detach from your chest with a pop, smirking at you before moving up to gaze at your face—flushed and slight sweating from arousal.

She swooped in to kiss you, lips connecting with yours and moving against each other passionately. Slowly, but deliberately, her hand moved up and down, grinding against your clit through your clothing, making you squirm with impatience.

You whimpered quietly, the sound being muffled by Hange's mouth against yours. The two of you separated for a very brief moment, breathing heavily as saliva connected your lips, before you dove right back in, kissing more fervently than before.

Finally, you two pulled away, catching your breaths amongst the grips of passion. Panting, you put your forehead to theirs, smiling against her.

"I love you Hange." You exhaled, your warm breath teasing Hange's wet and parted lips.

"I love you too." She panted, emphasizing her point by grinding her hand against you a bit more forcefully this time, the pleasure causing you to moan quietly, spurring Hange on. "So hurry up and take your pants off."

You obey immediately, almost as if your body was moving on its own, unzipping your pants, preparing to slide out of them until a subtle noise behind you caught your attention. You turned your head in confusion, and your eyes widened at the sight of captain Levi, clearly unamused, in the doorway.

"L-Levi... Hi!" You sputter, fumbling desperately with the zipper of your pants in a desperate attempt to play off the situation. But it was too late, the damage had already been done.

Levi stared for a moment, his usual dead, unamused face ever so prominent. Finally, after a silence that felt like eternity, he sighed, stepping towards the desk.

He plopped down a stack on papers on Hange's desk, causing a few loose papers to blow from her desktop and onto the floor.

"You're on duty, Hange. You too, Y/n." He deadpans. "Now is not the time nor the place to be doing... this."

You look to the side out of embarrassment, pulling your shirt back down as you refused to meet his eye.

"Hange, Erwin needs these filled out by next week. Stop fooling around with Y/n and get it done."

"I-I apologize Levi, I'll get it done as soon as possible." Hange cleared her throat, trying her best not to sound affected, but her wavering voice betrayed her, clearly slightly embarrassed.

He scoffed as he turned his back, walking out as if this were a normal occurrence. "Yeah, yeah. I don't really care anyway, just make sure this gets done. And don't make a mess, either." He says, eyeing the clear disarray of the room.

He turns to leave, but stops in the frame of the door, turning to give Hange a side-eyed glance. "But, you know, for everyone in the Survey Corps, you chose a pretty good woman." He states, shutting the door immediately after his statement, preferring not to witness the calamity.

Hange breaks out into a fit of giggles while your entire face heats up into a red blush of embarrassment.

"Of all that," Hange sputters in between giggles. "Of all that, he chooses to focus on 'my choice of women'?!"

Meanwhile, you bury your face in your hands, wishing you could just sink into the floor and never be seen again. "I thought I locked the door..."

"I guess not, darling." They tease, planting a purposefully short kiss to the edge of your jawline. This time, you're more firm in your stance, taking a hand and putting it on her forehead, gently pushing them away from your neck.

"Nuh-uh! Not this time, Levi said you have work to do." You manage to regain your confidence enough to push Hange away.

"Ughhhh, fine." They groan dramatically, gently pushing you off their lap as they scoot their chair to their desk.

"You act as if it's your life support. You can go an hour without sex, Hange."

"Impossible." Hange retorts back immediately, a joking tone to her voice.

"Right," You sigh, stretching your arms above your head, "Anyway, I'm gonna take a nap on the couch." You plop down on the cushiony fabric, making yourself comfortable before pulling a blanket up to your shoulders.

"Okay," Hange's voice echoes from across the room. "Just don't be upset if I wake you up later."

You scoff quietly at the remark, rolling onto your side and closing your tired eyes. "You dork. I'm going to sleep. Love you."

"Love you, too." They reply immediately, ignoring the papers on her desk, staring at you instead.

You'd already fallen asleep—your exhaustion from the day catching up to you—and Hange took the moment to admire your beauty as you slept peacefully.

"I'll be waiting right here when you wake up, okay?"

This also isn't proofread, I have an appointment early tomorrow morning and I don't wanna fall asleep halfway through :'D

Hope you enjoyed anyway!

#attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #snk x reader #hange zoe #zoe hange #hanji zoe #zoe hanji #zoe hange x reader #zoe hanji x reader #hange zoe x reader #hanji zoe x reader #hange x reader #hanji x reader

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let-me-luve-you · 4 years ago

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Cancer Battle

Tom Holland x Sister (with the whole Holland clan)

Summary: The reader is diagnosed with cancer, but decides to keep it from her brothers.

Warnings: angst, cancer treatment, cancer diagnosis, brothers being rude, somewhat of a fluff ending

A/N: I did research on this. I hope I did the correct research. So I apologize if I’m wrong.

MASTERLIST

This has been the toughest two months of your life. Right when you were due to go over to America with your brothers to visit Tom, you noticed swelling in your neck. So did your mum. She set you up a doctors appointment, and two days later, you found out you had Hodgkin Lymphoma.

After talking with your doctor, you found you were in the early stages. It was still treatable and your chances of beating the cancer were very high. That helped you relax a little, but you were still in shock at hearing the words, “you have cancer.”

You wanted to start treatment right away so you told your brothers to go without you. They weren’t happy with you since you wouldn’t give them the real reason as to why you were staying behind. Every Wednesday morning for the next month, you would go with your mum or dad to the doctors office to do your antibody therapy treatment. You really didn’t want to do chemo or radiation unless it got worse, so you decided this was the next best option.

After four weeks of treatment, all of your brothers came home. Tom was disappointed you didn’t come see him, but he knew you probably had a good reason. He decided to come over to your parents house to hangout with you today. Except today wasn’t a good day. You were sick due to the side effects of the treatment. To those who didn’t know about your treatment, they would just think you had the flu. So when you walked back into your room from the bathroom, you groaned when you saw Tom sitting on the end of your bed.

“Good to see you too, Y/N.” Tom said with an eye roll.

“Hi Tom. Sorry. You might want to leave, I’m sick.” You said trying to keep your distance but you were wanting to lie down so bad.

“Mum told me. Can I get you anything?” He asked sweetly.

“I’m okay for now. Dad went to the store this morning.” You replied and motioned with your finger for him to move. He understood and moved toward your door as you went to lie down. You sighed, content when your body hit the mattress.

“I’m going to go downstairs. Text me if you need anything.” You smiled at him. “Get better soon.”

The next few days, you started feeling better. This is how it was every week. Stuck in bed on Thursday and Friday. Moving around more on Saturday and fully back to your normal self on Sunday. Then you would repeat the process again.

This Wednesday though, you weren’t feeling good. It felt like you couldn’t catch your breath. You had a fever and you could tell you had lost at least twenty pounds since your diagnosis. You got up earlier than normal to talk to your mum. When you walked into the living room, you found all four brothers.

“Hey Y/N. You okay?” Sam asked.

Ignoring his question, you looked around the room. “Where’s mum and dad?”

“Dad has a meeting at ten and mum ran to the store really quick. Said she would be back soon.” Paddy said not looking up from his phone. You nodded and turned to go back to your room to lay down until you had to go to your appointment.

“It’s a good thing you're up though. I have a press tour coming up and we are going to Bali. The three of them are going and I wanted to see if you wanted to come. You didn’t get to go last time so I thought you would enjoy it.” Tom said.

“I would but uh..” You looked around trying to think of an excuse as to why you can’t go. “I’m still getting over this sickness. Wouldn’t be good for me to go.”

“Well good thing it isn’t until next month then.” Harry said with a laugh before he turned serious. “Why are you always bailing on us? You missed the last Bali trip. You skipped last minute to go to America. Now you’re trying to get out of going to Bali again. What’s up with that?”

“I just have a lot going on. It’s not that I don’t want to, I just can’t.” You said.

“Harry has a point though Y/N. It’s like you don’t like us or something. You never go out with us when we are in town either and you won’t let us post photos of you.” Paddy said.

You stood shocked. You didn’t know how to respond, but it didn’t matter since it didn’t seem that your brothers were done.

“Can you tell us if we did something to you so we can fix it?” Tom said trying to be the nice brother like always.

“Come on mate. We didn’t do anything and she knows it. She just hates us.” Harry said with a snarl.

“Must be embarrassed by us. I don’t know why. People love us.” Paddy said. Sam agreed with Paddy and Harry. Tom just didn’t know what to do so he just stayed quiet. He wasn’t trying to make you feel bad, but he did feel rejected by you lately.

“I love you guys and I would never be embarrassed of you. I just have a lot going on.” You said. You were getting worked up and it was making it harder to breathe. You turned and started to leave the room. “Tell mum to come to my room when she gets home.” You started to walk up the stairs and ignored the hateful comments your brothers were whispering about you.

An hour later. Your mum came into the room and saw you laying there asleep. She went to push your hair out of your face and felt how hot you were. She immediately started to panic and tried to wake you up. Thankfully you opened your eyes halfway and saw your mum.

“Mum, somethings not right. I don’t feel good.” You whispered.

“Get up honey. We are going to the doctor.” Nikki said in a rush. She went to help you stand when you fell on the ground. Nikki was worried because you couldn’t hold yourself up. “DOM!” She yelled. “DOM HURRY UP! COME HERE!”

Tom thought he heard his mum call for him and he heard the worry in her voice so he sprinted to where he heard her trying to talk to Y/N. He was shocked when he saw you on the floor.

“Tom I need your help. We have to get her to the hospital now. Help me get her to the car.” Nikki said. Tom stayed staring at your almost lifeless body “TOM!” Nikki snapped to get his attention. Tom immediately went into protective brother mode and ran to you and easily picked you up bridal style and carried you down to Nikki’s car. He laid you in the backseat and then he joined you by putting your head into his lap. Nikki ran to the driver's seat and rushed to the hospital.

“Mum, what’s wrong with her?” He asked.

“I’m not sure.” Nikki answered honestly. If it hadn't been for the swollen glands, Nikki would have thought you were healthy as a horse. Now with the treatments, it always pained her to see her only daughter struggling with the illness. Once they got to the emergency room, Nikki started telling the ER doctor everything. Tom paled when he heard the word cancer. He looked up at his mum to see if what she said was true. When the doctors took you in the back to run test, Nikki finally turned to her oldest and saw him shaking.

“Cancer?” He whispered. If Nikki hadn’t been standing so close, she wouldn’t have heard him. She gently wrapped an arm around Tom and guided him to sit in a chair. Tom stayed latched to his mum as he cried for his little sister. “Wha- how- when? When did she find out?” Tom asked many minutes later once he stopped crying.

“Before the America trip.” Nikki said. “She’s been doing treatments once a week since. The treatments make her sick. That’s why you found her like she was last Thursday.”

“I had no idea.” Tom said more to himself. “That’s why she didn’t want to go to Bali.”

“Yeah. She wants to stay home until the cancer’s gone. She has a high survival rate, Tom. She didn’t want any of you to worry. That’s why she didn’t tell you.”

As Tom went to say something a doctor interrupted. “Mrs. Holland, Y/N is in a room now. You can go sit with her while we wait for the results. Since Dr. Hammon is the one treating her, she will be here to overlook her during her stay.” Nikki nodded and grabbed Tom’s hand. They followed the doctor to Y/n's room where she looked so tiny on her bed. She had an IV in and was sleeping soundly.

“We gave her some medicine to bring her fever down. She should wake up soon.”

“Thank you doctor.” Nikki said as he walked away. She turned to Tom, “I’m going to go call your father. Sit with her please.”

“Of course.” Tom said before grabbing your hand and sitting in the chair next to your bed. Tom grabbed his phone with his other hand. He quickly added Harry, Sam, and Paddy to a group text.

T: Hospital. Room 135. Waiting on the results for Y/N. We need to talk.

H: WTF?! Is she okay? Is that where you went. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

T: Yeah. Had to help mum. Just hurry. She should have everyone here for her.

S: Called into work and got the day off. Will be there soon.

P: Harry and I are on our way too. Be there shortly.

By the time all the brothers arrived, Dom was walking into the room as well. Nikki had already spoken with Dr. Hammon and got the news of why Y/N reacted that way. Nikki decided now was the time to tell everyone the severity of it.

“Okay guys. Y/N wanted to keep this a secret, but I no longer can. She has Hodgkin Lymphoma. Her and I noticed swelling in her neck before she was going to the states so I took her to the doctor. She was diagnosed a couple days later. That’s why she didn’t go with you boys on the trip. She’s been undergoing treatment every week to help kill the cancer.” Nikki said looking at all of her sons. “I just talked with the doctor. The bad news is she doesn’t think the antibody therapy is working. She thinks it would be best to try chemotherapy next so the cancer doesn’t spread. The good news is, the cancer hasn’t spread.”

Dom visibly relaxed at hearing that news. He was thankful you were as okay as you could be. “Did she say why she reacted this way. Why did she almost pass out?” Dom asked.

“She said her body was working in overdrive to kill the cancer cells. Her fever got too high. Now that her fever is down, she’ll be back to her old self.”

“Old self?” Tom scoffed. “Mum she’s been sick more times than she’s been feeling okay. There’s no old self in that.”

“This is her new normal for a bit. Until she defeats the cancer, this is her old self.” Nikki responded.

You groaned and tried to open your eyes. Nikki and Dom rushed to one side as Tom rushed to your other. Tom ran his hand over your head. You turned and slowly opened your eyes and met Tom’s brown ones.

“What happened? Where am I?” You asked, confused.

“Your fever got too high. Me and mum rushed you here. You’re okay now.” Tom said. You turned to see your mum next to you with your dad.

“They know sweety.” She said. You closed your eyes for a second and turned to look at Tom again.

“I’m sorry for keeping this from you.” You said.

“Don’t be. I’m just glad you’re okay now. And I’ll be here every step of the way to help you fight.” He kissed your forehead. The rest of your brothers came up to you.

“I’m sorry Y/N/N for saying you hated us.” Harry said.

“I’m sorry too.” Sam said.

“I’m sorry as well.” Paddy said.

“It’s okay you guys. I’m sorry for not telling you. Just didn’t want you to worry. You guys have a lot going on in your life. Didn’t need to add this to the list of things you were stressing over.”

“We will always worry about you, healthy or not. You’re my baby sister. I never want you to think you have to go through something like this alone.” Tom said.

“I’ll sit with you at treatments.” Harry said.

“I’ll hangout with you when you don’t feel well at home.” Paddy said.

“I’ll make all of your favorites and I’ll make you soup.” Sam said.

You smiled at your brothers and thanked them. You were glad you had such an amazing support group to back you in this fight.

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years ago

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Attitude

A/N: Lord knows I got a nasty attitude when I get in my feelings. I swear I’m working on it 😭 Anyways, when my past entanglments used to (respectfully) put me in my place, it had me feelings some things 🥴 so I’m translating that into headcanons. Hopefully this will get me out of my little writer’s block. Hope y’all enjoy ❤️

Warnings: cursing, implied sexual activity

Todoroki Natsuo:

natsuo is generally an easy-going person so it takes a lot to get him riled up

when you get an attitude, it doesnt really bother him bc he can understand where you’re coming from

but dont get too disrespectful bc he’ll remind you who you’re talking to

like when you do poorly on an exam and it just ruins your mood

you don’t feel like talking to anybody so you ignore his text when he asks you to meet up for lunch

he’ll assume you didnt see it or youre napping

but then he spots you on campus and goes to hug you

he notices you’re stiff in his arms but doesnt think much of it

“did you see my text?” he asks

“yea, sorry. i forgot to respond.”

that makes him give you a side eye bc that’s what you usually say to people when you just didnt want to answer their text

“it’s okay if you had other things to do. you just had to tell me—“

“i said i forgot, okay? sorry!”

his head kind jerks back in surprise but he drops it

he’s a todoroki, so instead of giving you space, the dense™️ gene activates and he’s all up in your business

even though he’s only being a good bf and trying to cheer you up, you’re annoyed af

texts you throughout the rest of your day about how you’re doing even though you respond with two word sentences

shows up to your dorm and you only let him in bc you feel bad

and he brought food

but now you’re regretting it bc he’s just yip yapping away and his cheery attitude is pissing you off

fed up, natuso finally confronts you after you snap at him one too many times

“what’s with the attitude, y/n”

“i don’t have one” (okay miss girl)

“well you’ve been acting like you have one all day”

you smacked your teeth and got up “i don’t care natsuo. if you think i do then you can just—“

“y/n”

natsuo barks your name in a way that makes you turn your head

he grabs your arm and firmly tugs you back on the couch so you’re face to face with his frown

“now i dont know who you’re mad at, but i know it ain’t me. so you can either sit here and have a conversation with me like an adult or i can leave bc i don’t need the attitude”

you: 😮

you keep up an annoyed faaçade but inside youre melting

who knew natsuo could be so assertive?

like damn, okay daddy

you apologize and telling him what’s got you so sour

once you seem relaxed, he goes back to his usual self and y’all end up cuddling until his hands start roaming your body

next thing you know, youre making great use of the couch

needless to say, you were back to your normal self the next morning LMAO

Shigaraki Tomura:

shigaraki is not the one

he might have his moments, but ever since he grew into his role, he expects everyone else to do the same

he lets his friends and loved ones get away with a lot of shit so he doesnt think it’s hard to give him some respect

and usually, it isn’t

but ever since he woke up, he’s been practically ignoring you

you got one kiss and a “missed you” and he kept it pushing

like bitch, wtf?

you know you were being selfish and petty but you went three whole months without dick your man and for him to pretty much ignore you bc he was “busy with his responsibilities” was making you feel some type of way

king of the underworld or not, you weren’t gonna take this laying down

for the next few days you were ms/r. petty 😌

every time he tried to greet you, you’d just nod your head and keep walking

he’d try to kiss you and you’d turn your head so his lips would land on your cheek instead

if you came back late, he’d ask you where you were, just to try and make conversation, and you’d just say “out”

shiggy is confused atp and it’s pissing him off

he didnt have the time to ask you about it before it got bad

there’s a meeting with the higher-ups, talking about the next game plan and you walk in about five min late bc you were held up with a previous responsibility

shigaraki happily regards you

“y/n, good. we wanted to wait for you before we started.”

“oh that’s suprising. didn’t think you’d notice my absense. sorry for the hold up,” you bite before sitting down with a huff

everyone: 😦

you: 🙃

shigaraki: 🤨

the people in the room are sweating bc now that shigaraki was thicc™️ and highkey indestructible, he was actually really scary now

even though you were his respected s/o, no one knew how he’d react

surpringly, he ignores your attitude and starts the meeting; so everyone forgets about it

the meeting goes on and whiles someone else is talking, you notice your bf shuffle his chair closer to yours

you give him a side eye “what do you--”

shigaraki grabs the side of your neck in a firm grip and pushes your ear against his lips

“i don’t know what’s up with you, but watch it, sweetheart” he whispers before he goes back to listening like nothing happened

you: well call me scared and horny!

when the meeting ends, it’s just the two of you and he eventually figures out why you’re being like this

he gives you a smirk and calls you a spoiled brat before laying you across the table and apologizing to you in the best way he knows how

Dabi:

lmaooo funny how you think this man gives a fuck

you’re really beefin with yourself bc he don’t got enough energy to deal with the pettiness

if you act way out of line though, don’t put it beneath him to retaliate

you give him nice, he’ll treat you sweeter

but you give him bitch, he’ll give you bitch back tenfold

it’s the same for you

you’re just as jelaous and stuborn as he is

you’re perfect for each other but still a lil toxic in a good way 💀

one time, you dragged him to go grocery shopping with you (he really hates how much he likes you lmao)

whiles you were a ways away getting something, a woman came up to him and started flirting with him

*spidey senses activated*

you watch from afar, expecting him to immediately turn her down but he “plays nice” and you can see him gobble up the attention

it’s not until she asks for his number that he points to you and she genuinely apologizes before taking her leave

dabi acts all surprised when you throw a soup can in the cart and stalk off

“you good bro?” he asks

“i’m great and i’m not your bro” you say, but there’s a clear attitude in your voice

you couldnt even hide it on your face

he’s mad confused, but dabi doesn’t push it bc he doesn’t time for all that

“okay, be mad by yourself lol”

you weren’t even that mad but now since he wants to be funny, it’s game over

“and you go fuck your other bitches”

he literally turns into that nick canon meme

dabi’s head is spinning

bc wtf are you even talking about, my guy?

“yooo, i dont know who you talking to but i know it’s not me”

“who tf else is here, dumbass?”

now you got him heated and he’s this close to just walking up out the store

but he thinks youre hot when you’re being crazy so he stays

he grabs your wrist to stop you “you’re doing a lot”

you snatch it out his hand, “and you didn’t do enough when that woman came up to you and started putting moves on you!”

ahh, so that’s why you’re angry

dabi’s anger fades and now he’s chuckling

“oh so you think this is funny? i’m not gonna stand here and be disrepsted by no man looking like a fucking burnt piece of charcoal--”

he pulls you into his arms and smothers your rant in a kiss that makes you see stars

you’re lucky the aisle is empty bc you spend the next ten seconds with his tongue down your throat

when he pulls back, he smirks at your speechlessness

“well this burnt piece of charcoal is your man. no one else’s. and don’t forget it, doll-face”

he smacks your ass and walks away leaving you nearly skipping behind him

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britishassistant · 4 years ago

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What happens if Yuu goes on vacation or needs to leave the city for business?

Would they just leave and not tell the villains? Leaving them to wonder where they went and potentially tear the city apart?

Would they tell them and risk the full time villains showing up? Or Vil/Kalim/Jamil/Riddle to show up for business purposes?

Who hopes to catch them in a bathing suit?

@mister-jedblack said: I wonder what if Yuu and Yuuken took a vacation to Yuu’s parents house and they didn’t told the NRC villains that they’ll be gone for two weeks. What’s their reaction about it.

Thank you for the ask, dear anon and mister-jedblack!

Yuu and Yuuken decide to use their saved up holiday to go back to Yuu’s parents’ place for the week of Yuu’s birthday so they can actually celebrate with some peace and quiet and puppies rather than Yuu just being getting kidnapped and being unable to celebrate altogether.

Only Uncle Divvy knows what they’re doing, and was the one who came up with the whole idea in the first place.

Amazingly, nothing happens on the journey out of the city, and they enjoy a quiet drive to the country with very little traffic, debating playfully about what music they should be listening to.

Waterboy breaks into Yuu’s apartment on the evening before their birthday to see that it’s empty. Yuu isn’t at any of the other locations Snake Charmer told him to check if Yuu wasn’t at the apartment either. Even Grim can’t tell Kalim where Yuu is, depite promising the monster cat the best tuna money can buy.

Kalim panics.

He calls Tsunotaro and begs him to give Yuu back if he’s taken them, because he and Jamil have a really cool scheme that they wanna show Yuu, but he can’t find them anywhere! Please, please Tsunotaro, give Yuu back? They’ll only keep them for like, an hour tops, he promises!

Malleus, who does not have Yuu, is very confused. And once he figures out what Waterboy is yammering about, very, very panicked.

Malleus orders Sebek to call those two Card Soldier minions Yuu is hanging around all the time and see if Royal Flush doesn’t have Yuu in his grip.

Ace and Deuce are very confused when Sebek texts each of them and orders them to call and put Yuu on the phone. Ace and Deuce both that Yuu isn’t there, shouldn’t Sebek just call their apartment if he wants to talk to them?

Sebek is not good at hiding the fact that Yuu may be missing.

Ace goes to scope out Yuu’s apartment while Deuce messages Jack and Epel, asking if Yuu is in the King or Poison Queen’s lair. When Royal Flush, Trey and Cater assemble for dinner and ask Deuce where Ace has gone, he’s not able to lie very well to his boss and seniors.

Now Royal Flush is calling Ace every 3.25 minutes and demanding status updates on the search for Yuu. Meanwhile, Jack and Epel have questioned their respective seniors and employers to ascertain that Yuu definitely isn’t in their lairs. Leona and Vil aren’t stupid though, and this line of questioning inspires both of them to send their lieutenants out to investigate.

Vil calls Tsunotaro just to make sure Yuu isn’t just out on another odd gargoyle sightseeing walk somewhere abandoned. Meanwhile, Leona calls Leviathan to see if the creepy octo bastard has tied up the reporter in his basement to feed to his eels or something, fully willing to lay siege if this is the case.

While all this is spiraling out of control, since Malleus doesn’t have Yuu, Kalim has called Jamil in a tizzy, clutching Grim who’s similarly freaked out, blabbering about how Yuu’s gone, no one knows where they are, what if they’ve been kidnapped, what if they’re gone forever, what do they do?!?

Jamil spends thirty minutes trying to calm Kalim and Grim and himself down, before making the executive decision to get into contact with the one supervillain who could possibly find the missing reporter in the shortest amount of time.

Snake Charmer calls Charon and asks him for the current location of Yuu’s cell phone.

Idia is immediately sus of the request, not quite buying the fact that Yuu is with Snake Charmer and worried that they’ve lost it. His hackles are only raised when he does use the tracking app he covertly installed and sees Yuu’s cell phone is somehow miles out into the country. He answers Snake Charmer’s question more out of confusion than anything else, only to be met with a dial tone as Jamil suddenly hangs up on him.

The final nail in the coffin is when Leviathan then calls him, worry in his voice barely covered by the smarm turned all the way up to demand the same thing Snake Charmer just asked him. He tells Ortho to fly out to these coordinates with his tablet to see wtf is going on.

Meanwhile, Jamil, Kalim and Grim have stolen one of the Asim company cars and are speeding out of the city. They end up driving by where Ace, Ruggie and Rook are caught in a standoff, with Rook recognizing the occupants of the car thanks to his keen eyesight. Rook immediately calls Vil and tells him he’s in pursuit of a car with this licence plate.

Ace and Ruggie refuse to let him leave peacefully and not lose the car unless they get to go with him, so the three of them end up piled on the back of a moped to give chase.

Vil cuts off Malleus’ rambling to order Epel to get in the Queen Machine and get going. Malleus, suspicions roused, commands Lilia, Sebek and Silver to follow the Pomefiore villains in the Dragon Mark ‘59 Copter that Lilia bought on a whim because he said it “looked perfectly evil!”

This vehicle is much more like a dune buggy with a propeller on top than an actual helicopter, so Malleus and Sebek are forced to crouch on either side of the “cockpit” while Silver drives and Lilia gleefully hangs upside down from the undercarriage and freaks out passersby below.

Ortho is understandably shocked when he sees them flying alongside him, Sebek screaming above the wind to ask if they’re going the right way.

Riddle receives Ace’s text that he’s en route out of the city following a car that might have Yuu inside, and rallies Trey, Cater and Deuce onto the first train out the city in that direction available. It’s awkwardly packed with tired workers at this time of night who do not appreciate Cater’s attempts to document the journey through selfies.

Meanwhile Leona and Jack are having a standoff with Azul and the Leech twins over the bus that Jack and Leona are trying to steal to follow Ruggie’s directions. Jade suggested that if they couldn’t get an answer out of Idia, that they hitch a ride with one of the seven other supervillains who are all rapidly leaving the city, and Leona and Jack were the poor saps generous allies they found!

The poor bus driver who is caught in the middle of this conflict is almost glad when Azul tosses him a wad of cash and Floyd throws him out the doors, Jade taking his place behind the wheel. According to Jack, they’re very behind everyone else on the trail of the wayward reporter, so Jade obligingly steps on it.

The bus smashes through a closed mall and several speed limits on it’s journey out of the city. On the plus side, they catch up to the Queen Machine, Jamil’s stolen car, and the overloaded moped in practically no time at all!

All of these methods arrive at roughly the same moment, though the Heartslaybul villains are forced to frantically push their way off the train and run the mile from the station to get there on time. Poor Trey is very winded.

Whatever nefarious place they expected Yuu to be held, this certainly wasn’t it. A modest, two-story house in the middle of a street full of other houses just like it (and very confused neighbors taking pictures of the menagerie of vehicles from their windows). Still, whatever upstart thought that he could kidnap their reporter out from underneath the noses of the seven most feared supervillains in the city has got another thing coming to him.

The mass of villains and henchmen march up the drive and knock on the door—

Only to be met with Divus Crewel answering it in decidely more casual clothes than he would ever be caught dead in at work, glaring down at them all with a very full glass of red wine in his hand, as more Dalmatians than it seems reasonable to own try to jump up and get out the door to greet the new people behind him.

“Uncle Divvy, who is it?” Yuu calls from inside.

“No one, Yuu.” Divus calls back, one arm pointing imperiously and eyes screaming ‘Go right now and don’t come back, or I swear to the Seven you’ll all be waking up with baboon livers’. “Just someone trying to sell something.”

He waits until all the supervillains have sheepishly shuffled down out of the driveway to firmly shut and lock the door in their faces. They’re not dumb enough to try and infiltrate another way, not if Crewel’s in that house and probably has it filled to hidden traps and defenses up to the gills.

Well, everyone but Grim isn’t dumb enough. He’s currently making his way into the utility room, where he will soon be surrounded by a dozen dogs that want to play with and chase this new cat-like thing! It’s only Yuuken’s intervention later that evening that prevents anyone from getting hurt.

The others are all trying to work out how they’re going to get back to the city. Idia is rapidly firing off questions to Malleus through his tablet about the manufacture of the vintage copter they arrived in. The moped’s out of gas, and the train station is closed, so Azul volunteers the bus for the Heartslaybul villains too. Leona and Jack put their foot down on Jade being behind the driver’s wheel on the way back though. Rook is delighted to be able to go back in the comfort of the Queen Machine!

“Hey Ja—Snake Charmer?” Kalim asks suddenly. “Was it just me or did you see birthday decorations for Yuu in there?”

Yuu sneezes inside the house, wondering what the sudden cold feeling down their spine is.

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