#I’m gonna write it but I also want someone to steal this lol

[nameless-jamie]

AAAAA I ABSOLUTELY LOVED NICE GUY! I'M OBSESSED WITH JEALOUS JAMIE!!! Can you write one where PA's old client (or some new footballer whatever you prefer) tries to steal her and he and Jamie have it out on the pitch during a match? I'd love if the team teased him after since "he's not a jealous type" and PA tells him she wouldn't leave him to calm him? Thanksssss!

Red Card Part 2

Masterlist

Jamie Tartt x fem! PA reader

TW: cursing, suggestive scenes, angry Jamie

A/N: Hi, I'm so glad you liked A Nice Guy. You're idea fits so well with a ff I posted yesterday called Red Cards, about an angry Y/N, so I basically was obsessed with the idea of making this part two (They both finally realize they are in love with each other) It doesn't really fit with the OG Ted Lasso timeline but idc. I wrote this all through the night (in my timezone lol) hope you like it!!!!

Y/N had worked with a few big names before Jamie Tartt.

She’d been in this business long enough to handle all kinds of footballers—prima donnas, workaholics, egomaniacs. Some had been a nightmare to deal with. Some had been decent, if a little demanding. And then there was Jamie, who was all of the above and yet still her favorite.

He could be a pain in the ass, sure—stubborn, dramatic, ridiculously high-maintenance—but he was also loyal, hilarious in the most unintentional ways, and, despite all his posturing, genuinely cared about the people close to him.

So yeah, she’d had other clients before him. But there was no one like Jamie.

And she sure as hell wasn’t planning on working for anyone else ever again.

Apparently, Declan Rice, a former client of hers hadn’t gotten that memo.

They’d worked together briefly during his last season at West Ham, before he transferred to Arsenal. He’d been an alright client—organized, professional, a little too flirty at times but never crossed the line. It had been strictly business.

She hadn’t thought much about him since.

Until now.

She spotted him during warm-ups at Arsenal’s home stadium, the Emirates, standing near the center circle with his teammates, rolling his shoulders and stretching before the match. He looked the same as he had when she’d worked for him—tall, confident, the picture of professionalism with his neatly styled hair and focused expression. But when his eyes landed on her, something sharp flickered in them, and he abandoned his warm-up, striding over toward the Richmond dugout where she stood with Ted, Roy, and Beard.

Jamie was further down the touchline, stretching with the rest of the Richmond squad, blissfully unaware.

Declan stopped beside her, giving her a slow once-over, an easy smirk curling his lips. “Hi Y/N, you still working for Tartt, then?”

Y/N crossed her arms, instantly on guard. “That a problem, Declan?”

He hummed. “Not a problem. Just surprised.” He gestured toward the Richmond crest on her jacket. “Thought someone like you would’ve moved on to bigger things by now.”

Ted let out a low whistle, rocking back on his heels. “Oof. Boy’s got a death wish.”

Beard just grunted while Roy muttered something profane under his breath that sounded like 'Fucking idiot'.

Y/N narrowed her eyes. “I’m exactly where I want to be.”

Declan didn’t seem fazed by her sharp tone. If anything, his smirk deepened. “Fair enough. But if you ever do wanna make a change and maybe work for a good player…” He winked. “You know where to find me.”

That was when Jamie’s head snapped up.

He hadn’t been paying much attention before, too focused on his own pre-game rituals, but the moment Declan winked, Jamie’s entire body went rigid. His gaze flickered between them, jaw tightening, his usually relaxed expression darkening into something unreadable.

Roy smirked. “Havin’ fun over there, Tartt?”

Jamie scowled. “Piss off, Roy.”

Ted just chuckled a little uneasy.

Jamie shot Declan a glare but said nothing, turning abruptly and jogging onto the pitch.

Y/N sighed, rubbing her temples. “This is gonna be a long match.”

From the very first whistle, Jamie was not himself.

Jamie tried to be professional.

He really, really did.

Normally, he played with fluid confidence, always a step ahead, making quick, clever passes and effortlessly weaving through defenders. But tonight? He was aggressive.

Every movement was sharp, every tackle a fraction too hard, every sprint laced with frustration. And the reason why was obvious.

Declan was everywhere.

Shoving him during corners. Smirking when he won possession. Blocking his runs just enough to be irritating but not enough to get penalized. And worst of all—glancing toward the sidelines where Y/N stood every chance he fucking got, as if reminding Jamie exactly who had his attention before the game started.

Jamie gritted his teeth, jaw aching from how hard he was clenching it. Fine. If Declan wanted to play dirty, Jamie wouldn’t hold back.

He slammed into him harder than necessary while fighting for the ball, sending Declan stumbling.

The ref blew his whistle immediately.

“Tartt, easy!” the ref warned.

Jamie didn’t respond. He just glared at Declan, stepping in close enough that their shoulders brushed.

Declan smirked, voice low. “Touchy, mate.”

Jamie glared at Declan. “Stay the fuck away from her.”

Declan smirked. “Didn’t know you owned her, mate.”

Jamie shoved him.

The ref immediately pulled out a yellow card.

Roy was already shouting from the sidelines. “Fucking hell, Jamie!”

Ted sighed. “Yeah, saw that one coming.”

Y/N closed her eyes, exhaling slowly. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

Jamie knew he had to keep his cool. One more reckless move, and he’d be off. But then—Declan took it too far.

It happened in the 78th minute.

Richmond was down 2-1. They had a free kick just outside the box, a perfect opportunity to equalize. Jamie stepped up to take it, rolling his shoulders, focusing. He needed to block everything else out.

“Dunno what she sees in you, mate. Could give her a better offer, yeah?" Declan tried to rile Jamie up.

Jamie was good at ignoring his antics... at first.

And then—just as he was about to position himself—Declan leaned in, voice just loud enough for Jamie to hear:

"You know, she was the best assistant I ever had. Kept me real satisfied.”

Jamie’s blood froze.

Declan smirked. “Might have to steal her back. Think I’d enjoy breaking her in all over again.”

Jamie snapped.

There was no thought. No hesitation. Just pure, burning rage.

He swung his leg—not at the ball, but at Declan’s ankle.

Declan went crashing down, clutching his leg, rolling like he’d been shot.

The whistle shrieked.

The ref stormed over, fury in his eyes.

“TARTT—OFF!”

The red card flashed in the air.

The Richmond fans groaned in unison.

Jamie barely registered it, still seeing red. His breathing was ragged, chest heaving, his entire body wound so tight it felt like he might explode.

Declan, still on the ground, looked up at him with a satisfied smirk, while another Arsenal player pushed Jamie towards the exit saying “Real mature, mate.”.

Jamie didn’t even care, he didn’t even argue. Just shot Declan a venomous glare as he stomped off.

The moment Jamie reached the sidelines, Roy exploded.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!”

Ted sighed. “Well, that’s unfortunate.”

Beard just shook his head.

Y/N stood there, arms crossed. “Seriously, Jamie?”

Jamie exhaled sharply. “He was chatin’ shit.”

Y/N’s eyes narrowed. “And that was worth getting sent off for?”

Jamie scowled. “Maybe.”

Her expression softened slightly. “What did he even say?”

Jamie hesitated. His fingers twitched at his sides. “Nothin’.”

She knew that wasn’t true. But she also knew Jamie, knew that whatever Declan had said had gotten under his skin badly.

Y/N exhaled. “We were losing. We needed you.”

Jamie hesitated. “Yeah, but—”

“No buts,” she shot back. “You let him get in your head.”

Jamie scowled. “Did not.”

Y/N just looked at him.

Later, when the match was over and the team was back in the locker room, the teasing began.

Richmond still managed to equalize in the final minutes, saving the match.

But Jamie’s red card? That was all the team wanted to talk about.

“Not jealous, huh Jamie?” Sam grinned.

“Proper alpha male moment,” Isaac added.

Colin smirked. “Never seen you so territorial, mate.”

Jamie groaned. “Piss off.”

Ted just patted his shoulder. “Jealousy’s a hell of a drug, son.”

Jamie grumbled under his breath before heading toward the physio room, where Y/N was waiting.

She turned when he entered, arms crossed. “You know you’re an idiot, right?”

Jamie sighed, rubbing his face. “Yeah, yeah.”

Y/N softened. “Why’d you let him get to you?”

Jamie hesitated. “…Dunno.”

She stepped closer, placing a hand on his arm. “Jamie.”

He exhaled. “Just—don’t like the idea of someone takin’ you away, yeah?”

Y/N blinked.

Then—softly, with a teasing smile she said. “You do realize I’m not a football transfer, right?”

Jamie rolled his eyes. “Obviously.”

She smirked. “So you don’t own me?”

Jamie groaned. “Fucking hell.”

Y/N laughed. “Fuck, you really are an idiot.”

Jamie leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “Yeah, but I’m your idiot boss, so watch out.”

She flushed. “Shut up.”

He smirked. “Make me.”

She rolled her eyes. “You wish... Still not jealous, though?”

Jamie groaned again, dragging a hand down his face. “Well, now I hate you.”

She grinned. “No, you don’t.”

Jamie just pulled her closer into a tight hug.

Maybe he was the jealous type.

And maybe—just maybe—he didn’t mind, because he loves her...

[jeyuwuso]

Jimmy/Kevin smut concept

Kevin fucks Jimmy while they watch horror movies so he can feel Jimmy tighten up around his dick whenever there’s a jumpscare

[redstarwriting]

bestie

spider squad x black cat!fem!reader

request?: yes

request: “hi! okay i love your works and my brains been rotting thinking abt this lol. i was wondering if i could request a black cat variant! reader that somehow (idk how sorry ), she's apart of the spider-society? Given that black cats backstory isn't all that nice, maybe she has a deal W miguel to let her stay if she makes sure she uses her skills to help the society instead of stealing? and how the squad(miles, gwen, pav, hobie) meet her in the society?”

requested by: anon​

word count: 2.1k

genre: platonic and chaotic LMAO

Warnings: language, stealing, bad Spanish, slight Gwen crush if you squint but also like not really

A/N: STOP I LOVE WRITING PLATONIC AND CHAOTIC THINGS!! i did change up the prompt a bit as they didn’t meet her in spider society necessarily (even though the did, they just didn’t know it lol) i hope you enjoy this anon! also if anyone wants to knows some of the specific songs that gave me black cat 2099 vibes lemme know 👀 i’ll make a post

pt ii - becoming hobie’s bestie

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Gwen, Miles, Pavitr, and Hobie were called to “the principal’s office” as they started calling it. So here they are, in front of Miguel, waiting to be reprimanded for something they did. “I have a mission for the three of you,” he says, pointing to Miles, Gwen, and Pav. “Hobie, you’re not needed.��

“Like ‘ell I’m not,” he says, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. Miguel subtly smiles to himself. Reverse psychology. Works every time.

“Wait, what?” Miles asks, eyes wide. “You aren’t gonna yell at us for existing?” Gwen asks, equally as surprised. Miguel rolls his eyes. “For existing? When have I ever…” he trails off as Pav, Hobie, and Gwen point at Miles. 

And Miles points at himself. 

“Dios mío,” Miguel mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose. “No. I’m not doing that. This time.”

“What’s the mission then? Are we going somewhere new? Oh! Can I bring back a souvenir?” Pavitr asks, excitedly. “No, but I’m sure you’ll end up with some sort of souvenir regardless,” Miguel grumbles, and Hobie raises his eyebrow. “Well, what do you mean by that?” Gwen asks and Miguel types into his computer. A picture of a girl pops up on the screen. “I need you to bring me her.”

“Uhhh what? You want us to bring you a… civilian?” Miles asks, and Miguel nods. “She’ll respond to you all better. You’re the same age,” Miguel says, and they all glance at each other. “Can you not be secretive for like, a couple of seconds? Is she an anomaly?”

“No, Gwen. Just bring her to Spider Society, please. She’s from this universe, so I’m just sending you to where I need you to go,” Miguel says, opening a portal for them to go through. They all glance at each other before Gwen shrugs, walking through the portal. Miles and Pav follow her, and Hobie rolls his eyes following the three of them. They find themselves… at a show? They’re on top of the catwalk in a stadium show, looking down at the audience. “What the hell?” Gwen mumbles and Hobie is intrigued when he sees the instruments on the stage. “Now why did he send us to a concert?” Miles asks, and Pav shrugs. Right at that moment, the lights go down and everyone starts to scream. “So, you think she’s in the crowd? How are we supposed to find someone in all of these people?” Miles asks, and Pav shrugs. “I can do it, easily,” Pav says, and Miles and Gwen give him a Look™. “What?! It’s simple you just look for her face! Miguel showed us a picture of her.”

“Aye, ‘e’s right. Found her,” Hobie says, and they all look at him. He’s pointing, and they follow his finger. “SHE’S THE SINGER?!” Gwen yells as the music starts. “Yeah. Guess we gotta wait for the set to finish,” Hobie says, shrugging and sitting on the catwalk, “Gettin’ a free show outta this shit at least.”

“Oh, please, every show you’ve ever been to has been free,” Gwen says, sitting next to him, taking her mask off. Hobie, Pav, and Miles all follow suit. “What does Miguel want with a singer?”

“I like her outfit,” Pav says, ignoring Miles’ question and sitting next to Gwen. Miles quickly slips between Pav and Gwen, shooing him away slightly. “Not my style. Lyrics ain’t bad,” Hobie says, leaning back and observing the performance, “She can sing, I’ll give ‘er ‘at.”

“I fuck with it. Lyrics speak to me,” Gwen says, and Pav nods. “She seems angry.”

“Yeah, that’s why I can respect what she’s doin’. Threatenin’ and angry music is cool,” Hobie says, bobbing his head up and down. Gwen nods. “Okay, guys, seriously, what does Miguel want with a singer?”

“Maybe she’s a scientist or something? Miguel needs her help?” Gwen suggests, and Miles shakes his head. “Nah, I feel like he’d just meet with her then.”

“He did mention she was close to our age, though. And her songs make it sound like she has an issue with authority,” Pav mentions, and Hobie nods. “I fuck with ‘er.” They all look at him. “Oh, I get it. She’s Hobie’s age,” Gwen says, and Hobie raises his eyebrow. “What does ‘at ‘ave to do with anythin’?”

“You two are the same age, both have a problem with authority… whatever she is, she needs someone she can relate to to actually come with us,” Gwen says, and Hobie nods. “Guess ‘at makes sense.” The four of them continue watching the concert. Even though it isn’t necessarily punk music, Hobie loves the lyrics. And Gwen loves all of the songs because she understands the lyrics more than the other guys. Miles is enjoying it because Gwen is enjoying it, and Pav is enjoying it because other people are enjoying it. However, neither of them would probably listen to this after this mission. When you’re nearing the end, Miles slips his mask back on. “Alright, everyone. What’s the plan?”

“We need to get backstage,” Gwen says, slipping her mask on as well. “‘ave a gander down there,” Hobie says, pointing at some marks on the stage. “What’s that?” Pav asks. “Pyrotechnics. When they go off, we go in,” Hobie says, and they all nod. “Hope they’re big enough that no one sees us,” Gwen mumbles and Hobie scoffs. “Gwendy, it’s a stadium show. It’s ‘bout to be big,” he says. The four of them prepare, running along the catwalk and getting ready to web back to where you would disappear to. Sure enough, the pyrotechnics go off and Hobie was right. They’re big. It gives them the advantage as they slip undetected backstage. They hide high up, watching as you run offstage after your encore. They silently follow you to your dressing room and Miles points at an air vent. Gwen nods, quietly yanking it off of its hinges. She crawls inside, taking a glance to make sure you’re still clothed, and then motions for the boys to follow.

Meanwhile, you’re wiping your makeup off, sipping on some water to soothe your throat from your performance. You walk away from the giant mirror to go grab a snack in the corner of the room when, suddenly, you feel like someone is watching you. You subtly unsheathe your hairbrush, which doubles as a dagger. Just in case. You take a deep breath, turning around, and throwing it. Miles leaps out of the way, and the other three’s eyes are wide. The accuracy with that throw was a little too good. “None of you are Miguel,” you say, on edge still. “Ay, don’t compare me to that bloody bloke. I’d rather die than be called ‘im,” Hobie says, and you give him an amused look. “I can arrange that,” you say, and Gwen clears her throat. “I just wanted to say your concert was like, totally, awesome.”

“Aw, thanks! Did you pay to watch?” you ask and she looks around. “Well uh… I, um—” She gets cut off by your laugh. “I’m kidding. I don’t give a fuck if you didn’t. In fact, I would prefer you didn’t,” you explain. “Oh! Then no. Too cool to pay, you know?” Gwen rambles and Miles turns his head to her, giving her a look that translates into ‘What the hell are you talking about?’ You chuckle. “Why are you four here, then? Señor O’Hara miss me?” you take a bite of the snack you picked, leaning against the wall. “How do you know Miguel?” Pav asks and you snort. “Long story. Oh! He finally find out I took something from him?” you ask, tossing your food to the side and crossing your arms. “I… we actually don’t know. He just said we had to bring you back to—”

“Wait he’s actually inviting me into his super secret spider society?” you ask, a look of excitement spreading across your face. “Uh. Yes?” Miles says, and you squeal. “This is so exciting! My first time being invited, okay, great, hold on,” you say, quickly running off and behind the changing room divider. “Uh… you’re just gonna come with us?” Gwen asks, and you yell a quick ‘yep!’ They all look at each other and shrug. “No offense, sweet’eart, but I thought it woulda been ‘arder to convince ya. Wasn’t aware bein’ invited by a stuck-up wanker like ‘im was all it would take,” Hobie says, and they hear a giggle from behind the screen. “Oh this isn’t my first time in his little fanclub,” you step out from behind the divider, garnishing an all-black catsuit with shiny black gloves coming to claws at the fingers. A small eye mask adorns your face, and you smirk. “It’s just the first time he’ll know I’m there.”

“Holy shit, no way! You’re Black Cat!” Gwen says, and you do a little curtsy. “Pleased to make your acquaintance officially, Gwen Stacy,” you say, and her eyes get big. “How did you know—”

“Like I said. Not my first time there. Surprising since you all have that spidey sense or whatever, but guess I’m just that good,” you say, pulling out a dimension-hopping watch. “When did you—”

“Do I have to say I’ve been to your Spidertopia already again? Come on, I’m sure your pendejo of a boss is waiting for us,” you grin, and Hobie shakes his head. “Not my boss. I like you, though. Gettin’ fuck the establishment vibes,” he says, and you wink at him. “Thanks, Hobie Brown. Appreciate it. Also, Pavitr, you need to tell me what your haircare routine is,” you walk through the portal, and the four of them follow after you. Sure enough, you step out of the portal and stand right in front of Miguel’s desk. “Hello there, Spider-Boy,” you say, and he sighs. “(Y/n). Give me the device back. Now.”

“I’m good, actually. Been having too much fun with it,” you say, placing it on your wrist. He mutters something in Spanish as the four of them appear behind you. “Wait, if you’re Black Cat, why are you like… a superstar?” Miles asks, taking his mask off. “Was told at a young age to never settle for second best. So, I never did. Also if you want to steal from the big leagues, you have to be in with the big leagues,” you say, shrugging. “Damn, she is… so cool,” Gwen whispers. “We have an agreement, (Y/n),” MIguel says and you groan. “Miguel! Big guy, amigo, can I call you that?”

“No.”

“Don’t care, when have I ever stuck with an agreement?” you ask and he frowns. “This is all because you want to be able to come here whenever you want, isn’t it?” he asks and you grin. “You’re so smart, bestie,” you say and he groans. “You’re impossible.”

“I know. So can I come here and not have to worry about multiple spiders biting me all at once?” you ask, and he sighs. “Yes.”

“YE—”

“BUT!”

“Fuck, there’s a but,” you groan, as he continues talking, “No. Stealing.” You feign offense. “What makes you think I would ever steal something from here?” He points to your wrist. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. This was gifted to me.”

“By who.”

“Myself.”

“Esta maldita chica,” he mumbles, and you grin. “Well, thank you so much for approving my breaking and entering of your little arachnid club. I’ll be sure to return everything I’ve taken in hopes that you would notice I wanted to be invited,” you grin, and he clenches his jaw. “You step one toe out of line—”

“I woooon’t! Promise! Before I return everything though, I kinda have a heist planned in Earth-42,” you shrug, pulling up a portal. “I’ll tell Miles you said hi, Miles,” you give him a smirk, but before disappearing into the portal, you hear Miguel. “When you’re done come back here. I actually might be able to use you for something.”

You smile at him. “Say less, Spider-Man.” Then, you disappear. “We’re about to see a lot more of her, aren’t we?” Miles asks, and Miguel sighs and nods. “Dude! She is so cool!” Gwen says, and Hobie nods. “She don’t take shit from no one. Respectable.”

“She’s funny! And she was able to shut you down, Miguel, that never happens,” Pav says, laughing a bit. “She seems kinda crazy,” Miles says.”

“What, like we aren’t?” Gwen retaliates and he shrugs. “I am perfectly sane! Most of the time…”

Miguel runs his hand through his hair in frustration as the four of them continue discussing you while walking out of the room.

He was not looking forward to the friendship the five of you were about to form.

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[martinmuhl]

⋆✧˚ ༘ rivals? (part 1)

pair: kate martin x reader

warnings: cussing, just some tension (?)

summary: you and kate have been rivals since high school and kate’s finally had enough

authors note: hi hi this is my first fic!! ill definitely improve but i had so much fun writing this and if you want, i could potentially make a part two? i’m not sure how to work tumblr yet so im still figuring it out lol but leave requests and ill try to write some!! :) i hope you enjoy!

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

“are you fucking kidding me?” kate spits at you as you’re guarding her. well, you were guarding her before you sent her flying to the ground. as she looks up at you and her teammates rush to her side, you roll your eyes.

“what’s the matter martin? can’t handle all this?” you shot back, stealing the ball away from her as your own teammates rush to you. your team is losing by 15 and you know there probably isn’t a chance you’d come back and win, but god did you hate kate martin and her smug ass.

you and kate had history. your high schools were rivals and everyone loved the rivalry between you two, so the both of you started to despise each other. but you both could also feel a different kind of tension too.

throughout the last few years when your college teams played, everyone always went crazy for the big rivalry between you and off the court, the both of you had to play nice in interviews. but on the court tonight felt different. you wanted her to feel the hatred you had towards her, but you also knew there was an unspoken tension and always hoped things would go further. little did you know, kate felt it as well.

your team ended up losing as you predicted as you headed back to the locker room when you heard someone shout your name. “y/n! you gonna talk to me or what?” you turn around and there she is, rushing up to you. the two of you stand in the middle of the hall, glancing around to make sure nobody was around to witness the animosity between you.

“you never want to talk after we play each other. what’s there to say now? good game? congrats? see you next game?” you reply, hands on your hips.

“what’s there to say? you shoved me to the ground. you’ve never done that before no matter how much you hate me.” she shot back, growing angrier.

“i was tired of looking at your smug face, knowing you were going to beat us. knowing you were going to beat me again..” you trail off, as this is yet another loss to the hawkeyes.

“god, you really hate me don’t you? because of what? our rivalry? that’s such bullshit. we’re both good players y/n and i’m done pretending to hate you.” she says, suddenly grabbing your arm and pulling you towards her now empty locker room.

you were shocked. she was pretending this whole time? but you could feel it. when you made it inside the locker room, you turn to her, “pretending? that’s real funny martin. then what has this been for you the whole time? you like being an asshole to me for fun to get me all riled up huh?” you take a step closer to her, seething with rage. she’s acted like an ass towards you for years now? and it’s been fake this whole time?

kate takes a step closer as well, smiling. this pisses you off, but you can feel your heart hammering and a heat grow in your stomach and between your legs. “you know i’ve always liked when you call me by my last name. i’ve never told you that because i was afraid you’d stop. y/n, this rivalry between us makes me better, but it’s never made me hate you. i have to admit though, i think it’s hot you went out of your way to target me during the game tonight.”

hot? now you were aching with anger, intensity and longing. you for sure hate her in some ways, but not enough to make you not want to grab a hold of her braid, slam her against the wall and do unspeakable things to her. you don’t though. you just take a step back, stunned. “i… i don’t know what to say..” you say, those being the only words you can form.

kate strides toward you, your back against the wall now. she’s inches from your mouth when she leans down to your ear. “don’t say anything. i do like being an asshole towards you. it turns me on seeing you get so pissed at me, especially during a game.”

you’re about to push her away, thinking she’s done toying with you. how can you believe a word she says? she’s not done though as she says in a low tone, “and you know what? i can handle all this.” she nods her head, gesturing to your body. “and one day, i will.”

she backs up suddenly then, a smirk on her lips. your heart pounds, the throbbing between your legs increasing by the second.

“your bus is probably waiting for you. i’ll see you in a few weeks, y/n. make sure you save some of that hatred for me for after the game. i’ll show you just how much i can handle it.” she winks and then she’s out the door, leaving you alone in the iowa locker room.

for once in your life, you couldn’t wait to play kate and iowa again. kate martin went from your biggest enemy to your biggest need in only hours.

[winter510]

What are some of your favorite VAT7K headcanons??

I was actually planning on talking abt my headcanons eventually so thanks sm for asking this so I actually do it lmao‼️‼️

Here’s some I’ve just kinda adopted from general fandom stuff:

Genderfluid Hugo (He genuinely doesn’t really care too much how people refer to him, but when someone does call her by “she” or “they” they still perk up a little bit. (I’m not projecting you are))

Transmasc Varian

Lesbian Nuru (tbh I almost didn’t even add this cuz I forget this isn’t just straight up canon lmfao)

Hugo’s love language is being annoying

Hugo started calling Varian cliche cheesy petnames as a joke, but eventually just got used to it & now they’re stuck like that.

They all definitely went undercover at a ball (possibly masquerade ball?) at some point in the story

Yong starts arguments between the other 3 on purpose sometimes either bc he finds it funny how easy it is, or because he wants to sneak off and do smth he’s not supposed to and needs smth to distract them

And here’s some of my own:

After all the stuff with the eternal library is done, Yong & Nuru can go back to their kingdoms and fix their problems, but Varian & Hugo aren’t ready to say goodbye *just* yet. They leave the library to Donella while they all travel together again. They drop Yong off at the fire kingdom and after saying goodbye to Nuru at the air kingdom, they head back to Corona. I have a lot of ideas for things that happen inbetween those events, but I’m not gonna get into all of that lol.

When Nuru first joined the group, and I mean like *just* joined, first day, she thought Yong was really cute and endearing, and bordered on babying him. But after experiencing him being, well, Yong, about his pyrotechnics, she did start treating him like more of an equal (partially because she understood he wasn’t a baby and partially because she was a little scared of him after that lol)

Hugo definitely has “dated” lots of people, but still HEAVILY exaggerates the number to sound cool.

Hugo always falls asleep last/stays up the latest, but sometimes falls asleep at random parts of the day bc of that.

There’s an ATLA-esque episode where Hugo (either by accident or on purpose, you decide) involves Nuru in some sort of theft, and she starts freaking out. I think this could probably end in a change of perspective somehow, like maybe Nuru initially thinks *any* kind of stealing is wrong, but then sees that they genuinely *need* this item and there was no other way to get it, and comes to understand not *all* crimes are inherently bad/selfish on principle. Smth like that.

Then as a partner to the hc above, there’s also some kind of episode that does this but for Hugo seeing things from Nuru’s perspective. I’m not entirely sure what this would be yet, tho. Maybe the rest of the gang getting injured/sick and Hugo needs to take care of & be responsible for them?? Still gotta think abt it.

There’s probably more but I started writing this almost right after I got up & I’ve been writing for like an hour(???) at this point (I had to re-format this like 5 times)

[wayfayrr]

for some reason i've had another idea for a request LODGED in my damn brain ever since i wore my platforms the other week: [they are comfy to me, and the heel isn't very high, just the platform adds like- 4inches lol] someone who has tall ass shoes, and nobody notices until they take em off or something and suddenly they're shorter it sounds bad, cause why would someone be wearing platforms, but i swear i can run in em. [took some trial and error though....] also its just really goofy.

No because I'm just as stubborn with platforms the thing that gets you is stairs. I'm not entirely sure if I've mentioned it on here, but I'm a firm believer that Hylians are short. Time is seen as tall because as far as Hylians go? He is Twilight is seen as monsterously tall. Which mixes into your other ask as well - seeing as Time is fairly average height when compared to humans with Twi being tall even to humans (he grew up with humans so he adapted just a lil he's got a much higher milk tolerance sfvgf) but only Twi really knows this seeing as he grew up in ordon with humans and honestly? Means he has a reason to reach out to the reader in the first place, explaining most of the differences he noticed growing up between him and the rest of the villagers It's not the most but really at that point it's helpful to know anything. and it gets him closer to you which is what he really cares about honestly I write the chain as yandere's most of the time really, but this scenario where he's reader's best hope and they naturally get closer to him? I could see it happening really it's because he can't have a repeat of midna someone from another world stealing his heart and leaving him forever ha nope

As for platforms? that'll be fun to explain to them >:) this turned out a little bit more Twi centric than I meant for it to be but it was so fun to write and flowed so naturally !! <33 [masterlist]

“[Name]? We’re about to have breakfast, you’ll probably want to come get some before we leave the inn. Time’s saying that we’re going to be walking a lot today”

“Hm? Yeah I’m coming wild.”

His eyes looked as if they were about to fall out of his head when I opened the door. Is there something off about my appearance? I’ve just woken up I guess so maybe I just look a bit dishevelled, but after travelling with them this long? Would that really be enough to set them off like this?

“You’re shorter! Are you alright? Twi said humans are way different compared to Hylians but I didn’t assume he meant you shrink sometimes! Come on we need to go show them to know if you’re gonna be okay.”

“Wait no wild I-”

There isn’t even time for me to argue my own point with how fast they’re pulling me over to the others, his strength is impressive even for hylians I’ve been told and that isn’t something I’ll argue with. But what is he on about me ‘shrinking’? I haven’t changed height at all… He’s never seen me without my platforms. That’d do it.

“TWILIGHT! [NAME] SHRANK. IS THAT SOMETHING HUMANS CAN DO? ARE THEY GOING TO BE ALRIGHT?”

“Wild really I’m going to be fine. If you’ll just let me explai-”

“YOU CAN SHRINK? Why didn’t you tell us [name]?”

Now winds come over - great. I’ll have to count on Twi’s glare being enough to give me time to speak. 

“Wild what are you on about humans can’t - oh. You did shrink. How did that happen?”

Bingo. Now I can hopefully clear this mess up somewhat.

“I didn’t shrink. I’m just not wearing my platforms. They add to my height when I wear them, I didn’t realise this was the first time Wild’s seen me without them. Their worry was pretty cute though.”

“So you didn’t shrink..? Can I try them on?”

“Nah wind, not only are they my only pair of shoes but I think you’d break your neck if you tried to walk in them.”

He really does look kind of like a cat when he pouts, you’d assume he’s just had a lemon slice shoved in his mouth rather than being told no for his own safety. It’s nice to see that despite having to become a hero at such a young age he still acts his age.

“Then how do you wear them? You’ve been walking them for so long without issue?”

“They’re your only shoes?”

“Yeah they are Twi, there’s no issue either wild. They’re comfortable to wear and I’m used to them anyway”

Twi looks as if he’s gearing up for a lecture if the look on his face is anything to go by, the very same one that’s a warning for wild when he’s done something questionable. A short sigh, a shake of his head and it quickly softens up into some sort of lovestruck expression.

“Darlin’ It isn’t that that I’m worried ‘bout. It’s not a good idea to only be travelling with a single pair, what if they get damaged or lost? I’ve got a spare set that should fit you, you can have them.”

“You don’t have to go that for me twi, I’m sure theres somewhere here I could just buy a pair.”

“It really ain’t an issue. It’ll save you breaking in a new pair so it’s for the best really.”

There’s more to what he’s saying I can feel it, but I can’t bring it up around the others like this so answers will have to wait. 

“You don’t wanna eat while you’re, only wearing a pair of socks you? Let’s go and get them for you quickly.”

His hand is so much softer than Wild’s and his touch is more tender and is that? Oh, he’s blushing, there really is something more to this isn’t there; does he like me or something? The walk to his room in the inn isn’t long, shorter than the one to my own. 

“Give me a second darlin’ and I’ll get you them.”

 “Of course, I’m not gonna get mad at you for taking too long to get me a gift. Seriously though, thanks for this link.”

If I thought he was red before he’s downright glowing now, his face from the tips of his ears to the lowest part of his neck that I can see have gone crimson red. Matching how his rummaging through his bag has gotten ever so more frantic, his patience for finding the said boots for me gone like ashes in the wind. Then before I know it a pair of leather boots are being thrust into my arms by someone who can only really be described as a blushy mess at the moment. It’s cute. He’s cute.

“They’re wonderful thank you again Twi, really.”

“You can ah - You can call me link when we’re alone together like this darlin’.”

“If you want me to then link. I’ll just put these on then we can go join the others, hopefully, they’ve saved us some food.”

These are so soft, are they lined with something? They have to be right? It feels like some kind of fur, they should be nice to walk in so I can save my platforms some wear. It makes a lot of sense to try to keep my belongings from home safe, just to have some memories to look back on. 

“Hey link, mind me asking what they’re lined with?”

“Wolf fur darlin’”

“Is it your fur?”

How is it possible he’s gotten even more red? Answers my question though. Why would he give me something lined with his own fur?

“I - That doesn’t bother you does it?”

[allurilove]

Honestly I’m regretting saving cheating yan husband now…😭😭😭

If I knew he’d be an unfaithful lil slut I’d have voted to end his life in the poll!!!!!!🔥🔥🔥

“I was rooting for you, we were all rooting for you! How dare you?!” - Tyra Banks

Why you gotta do this to me author??????? I gotta find a new husband now!!!!!! And it sucks too cuz yan husband was fine as hell!!!!!! He got money and was great with kids!!!!!!!🥲🥲🥲

Let’s kill him!!!!!! He doesn’t deserve to be called a yandere if his eyes and dick are wanderin!!!!!!😈😈😈

i’m gonna clear a few things up about his character and other things lol!

the more I write about him, the more I think about all the shitty things he would probs do. I don’t have a single green flag character (maybe calm yandere, honestly i just love him). He just gets more complicated whenever I sit down and think for a hot minute. Because he’s not a character that’ll roll over onto his back and take it like a good boy. He’s a petty and revengeful man that doesn’t take shit from others. He’s going to get what he wants one way or another. And if it means hurting a couple people here and there, so be it. And that definitely applies to Lucas Skylar. If he were to steal the reader from him— he’s gonna enact revenge and take his wife too dammit. He’ll be like “I’m fucking your wife, and your kids call me ‘daddy’.” (oop) His hatred for that man literally blinds him from the bigger issue that reader left him.

ANNNND, I haven’t forgotten about that one anon that told me how much people would hate my yandere characters if I implemented some cheating here and there. (so thank you anon)

However, to be clear, yan!husband is going nowhere. As in, he’s not about to leave his wife for someone else. Like be so fr.

1. His ex, is he gonna go back to her?

-Hell no, and she doesn’t even want him back lol. She was his first true relationship, but it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. Yandere husband doesn’t happen to see it this way— still wearing rose colored glasses whenever he gets into a relationship— but she made him do things he wasn’t comfortable with. In his diary, it’s mentioned that whatever he felt about physical touch did not matter, and that whatever his ex says, goes. He had a lot of moments where he was unsure about even putting his hand on her thigh, and all he heard was that he needed to do more. More physical touch, more kissing, and more manhandling.

Now, regarding that diary entry… In a different post, I stated that yandere husband would not get back together with her, if they were to actually meet up again. He does write about what could’ve been and him reminiscing, because his diary is his only outlet where he can talk about his feelings comfortably. He has that entry in his diary cause he hasn’t had that talk with his ex yet, and never came to that realization that he’s better off with the reader.

Also, to add on to the whole thin about the reader being “rude,” it’s more like she’s packing up her shit and getting ready to leave. And yan!husband hasn’t picked up on that yet. So, the line that says something about the reader being occupied with stuff that’s not about yan!husband or Henry, was a lie. Because again, this man knows nothing about what’s going on. And most of the drabbles (i think??) are in his perspective.

2. Now what about his diary?

- He has that damn diary cause he doesn’t want to go to therapy. It’s not because he thinks that therapy doesn’t work or that it’s stupid— he just doesnt want people to know that he’s struggling and he’s a bad partner. Yandere husband is all for therapy, don’t get me wrong, and if his son would ever want a therapist, he’ll be happy to arrange that. It’s just that being seen as this perfect nuclear family is everything to him, and he’s a little jealous of the Skylar family. They represent what he’s been wanting, and craving, the moment he could finally leave his parent’s house and live on his own.

His diary ranges from talking about how annoying his co-workers are to talking about the unresolved issues he has with his dad. Don’t worry, it’s not all about his ex. Some… or most pages is about Henry messing with him, and stuff about his wife. He writes stuff in it when he’s upset and has no one to talk to. Most of his siblings are busy doing other stuff, and he’s not about to ask a toddler for advice either.

Why doesn’t he just talk to his wife?

It’s embarrassing for him. He wants to be seen as a provider, as this big strong man that can do whatever for his family, and admitting all the troubles he has is just straight up embarrassing for him.

3. His parents.

- I think I haven’t talked much about his mother, but that’s really cause his father had a more prevalent role in shaping who he is today. What more can I say about his father at this point? Bottomline he’s horrible. Physically and mentally abusive, controlling, always had a stick up his ass, and never encouraged any of yandere husbands dreams etc. He’s everything yan! husband is trying not to be, and wants to break the cycle of traumatizing his kids. Sadly, as time goes on with a bunch of stuff from part four and all that, he’s not able to. No matter how hard he tries to be different, he’s truly his father’s son. Yandere husband was never about to become a better man, and that would have been more clear if I had released part four like I damn said I would! 😭😭 Because he is… not doing so well in that fic.

4. His wife.

- Now, regarding his wife.

Who is such an absolute wonderful and normal human being, that happened to steal the heart of yan!husband without even trying. He’s more comfortable with his wife compared to his ex, since they don’t force anything on him. And he does love her, and can’t imagine a life without her and their kids. They’re in a tough spot for sure, with reader planning to leave him and being officially done with him. He does believe that they could work it out, so he’s acting like a pouty and dejected man whenever she seemed to be disinterested by his advances. It’s a complete 180 from his past relationship, and he’s not used to it.

[uceyliyahh]

SOMETHING BOUT’ US

Summary: "I want you more than anything in my life." After being in a difficult relationship with Carmelo Yasmine decided to move on from him and become the next big thing while getting drafted on the smackdown roster she always thought she would never find love again due to her commitment issues until she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 4937

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Yasmine

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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12.

OMNISCIENT Yasmine couldn't contain her excitement about returning tonight for Survivor Series (WarGames). After being cleared to wrestle again following her car accident a few months back, she was ready to make her comeback. The plan was to make a grand entrance at the end of the main event, as the women were set to close the show.

She was resolute in her quest to reclaim her title from Liv Morgan, believing that it was unjust for someone like her to hold the championship with the assistance of allies like Raquel and Dom. It was a disservice to the sport, and she was determined to set things right.

While Ms. Kim was applying her makeup and styling her hair, she couldn't help but scroll through Twitter on her phone, captivated by the fans' excited reactions to the buzz surrounding a certain wrestler's anticipated return.

She laughed at the remarks about it, and as she did, she heard someone calling her name from behind.

"Best friend!" Trinity yelled as she ran up to her.

They both give each other a hug as Trinity squeal loudly before speaking, "Girl, I cannot believe that you're coming back finally!" She said as Yasmine chuckle at her.

"I know me too, I am so nervous right now about it but I'm here to take back what's mine," Yasmine replied.

"Period as you should who you think is going to win the woman's war-games?" Yasmine raised an eyebrow at her before smiling, "girl I know y'all team is going to win fasho," Trinity smiled at her as she and Yasmine did their handshake together.

Trinity was about to continue the conversation when a throat was cleared behind them, prompting her to turn and see who it was.

Jey stood behind us, arms crossed and a smile on his face, signaling to Trinity that it was time for her to step away. This allowed Yasmine and Jey a moment to connect before she left. They shared their special handshake, followed by a warm hug for Yasmine.

Jey gently cupped her chin, leaning in to press a tender kiss against her lips, the shimmer of lip gloss reflecting the moment's sweetness.

"Hey, baby, how are feeling about tonight?" Jey asked.

"I'm feeling nervous Josh what if nobody will remember me?" She said while Jey shook his head.

"Mama, they gonna know who you are when you walk down that ring, don't overthink it," Yasmine couldn't help but smile and nod, fully aware that Jey would always be there to uplift her whenever anxiety crept in.

"You gonna watch my match tonight with the guys?" He asked.

Yasmine nodded her head, "you know I am when I hit Montez's locker room, I hope yall win tonight," she said.

As the men prepared to head out first, Jey quickly wrapped up his own preparations for the match. He leaned in to plant a few soft kisses on Yasmine's lips before making his exit. Meanwhile, Ms. Kim had completed her makeup and hair, presenting her with a mirror to admire the stunning results.

She tousled her hair and adjusted her lashes slightly before returning the mirror to Ms. Kim and wrapping her in a warm embrace.

"I love this so much Ms. Kim," she said.

"Of course, hon, you know I got you," Ms. Kim replied as Yasmine got up from the chair while grabbing her purse and phone.

She hadn't crossed paths with Carmelo since their last meeting, and that was a relief for her. Today, she simply didn't have the energy to handle his nonsense or anyone else's.

She entered her brother's locker room, closing the door firmly behind her as she set her purse down on the counter.

Yasmine settled onto the couch, her eyes fixed on the screen as the men's war game match was about to kick off. She absentmindedly scrolled through her social media, liking her friends' stories, when a message from Trick popped up, as expected.

Trick🙄 sent a message.

IMESSAGE 💬 Trick🙄: I heard you are doing big things over there on smackdown Minnie🧃: 😒 yeah I am why are you texting me? After I blocked you Trick🙄: c'mon Minks you can't be like that anymore with me Minnie🧃: I can be whatever I want and you ruined our friendship due to what your best friend had done to me Trick🙄: didn't Jey cheat on you? And yall are back together? Minnie🧃: who be telling you all of this? Trick🙄: Melo of course Minnie🧃: 😒😒 ofc Trick🙄: ion' think Jey is the right person for you Minnie🧃: and you think Melo is? Please Trick🙄: girl yk you miss him Minnie🧃: no I don't now leave me tf alone before I blocked yo' ass again. Trick🙄: Minks

Read.

Yasmine couldn't contain her frustration as she rolled her eyes. It was unbelievable that Trick would even comment on her relationship with Jey. Carmelo had no right to discuss her personal matters with anyone.

She wanted to smack the fuck out of him but she wasn't going to waist her energy on him whatsoever, she heard the door opening seeing her big brother Montez coming in looking all sweaty.

"Ew, nigga you stink," Yasmine said as she covered her nose with her fingers.

He rolled his eyes at her before speaking, "Girl, whatever don't forget I'm yo' big brother," she just gave him the finger before looking at the screen.

She seen her man with the crowd vibing out to his entrance music all she could do was smile until Montez had spoken. "So, is y'all like working things out? Or what's going on with that?" He asked as she looked at him.

"We are working things out right now Tez, he's a different person than he was before, and I know you don't like him—" she said.

"He has to earn my respect again in order for me to be cool with him again,"

Yasmine recognized her brother's intentions; he simply wanted her to exercise caution and avoid experiencing the pain she had faced in the past.

"I understand Tez but I promise he's changed,"  all he could do was nod his head before sitting down on the other couch.

"We'll see minks,"

✧˚° Yasmine, feeling hungry after the men's match, made her way to the catering area to grab a bite to eat. As she was heading there, she noticed Tiffany approaching her, carrying her money in the bank briefcase.

"Minnie!" She shouted running up towards her.

"Hey, girl, what's up?" Yasmine replied while getting some sweet potatoes adding some brown sugar to it.

"I heard you were coming back tonight?" Yasmine nodded her head while heading towards the table while Tiffany followed her.

Yasmine chuckled before munching on her food, "Damn, I guess everyone knows?" She nodded her head while holding her brief case over her legs.

"Yeah even Rhea is happy about it," Yasmine gave her a shocking expression on her face, "Rhea?" She nodded her head.

All she could do was smile hearing that people are happy that she was coming back after a couple of months off after her accident happened.

"That's good to hear that everyone is happy that I'm back I know Liv is pissed to hear that," Yasmine said.

"Yeah, speaking of her I heard that her and Dom were going through it right now," Tiffany said as Yasmine stopped eating her food.

Her anxiety was overwhelming as she worried that Jey might be drawn to Liv, especially now that she was aware of the struggles between her and Dom.

Tiffany observed while massaging her shoulders, "I doubt Jey will act that way again, Minnie, especially after what Liv put him through." Yasmine smiled back, unfazed, as she kept enjoying her meal.

After enjoying a meal and engaging in more conversation with Tiffany, she informed her that they would reconnect later. Rising from her chair and disposing of her plate, she made her way to Montez's locker room, planning to stay there until it was time to head to the gorilla position for the women's match, until she received a text from Jey.

Joshua🤍 sent a message.

IMESSAGE 💬 Joshua🤍: mama? Yasmine🩵: yes? Joshua🤍: wya rn? Yasmine🩵: I'm on my way towards Montez's locker room why? Joshua🤍: c'mere really quick before you do Yasmine🩵: 🤨 it sounds like I'm in trouble or something Joshua🤍: nah just c'mere Yasmine🩵: I'm otwwww Joshua🤍: aight

As she sent him a text, she made her way to his locker room. Along the way, she overheard Liv and Dom engaged in a heated argument. Curiosity piqued, Yasmine couldn't resist the urge to lean against the wall and eavesdrop on their conversation.

"I cannot stand you! Like why we have to go through this Liv?"

"We don't have to go through it when you can just listen to me!"

"I see why Jey didn't want to be with your ass anymore and be with Yasmine because she doesn't argue over dumb shit man,"

"Fuck that bitch Yasmine she's not better than me Dom!"

"Well apparently she is,"

Yasmine was perplexed as to why Dom dragged her into their dispute, especially since she had no involvement in it. Choosing to ignore the drama, she focused on her own path and made her way to Jey's locker room.

As she neared the door, she tapped softly, patiently awaiting his arrival to let her in. Standing there, her mind raced with the realization that Dom had mentioned her to Liv, who remained stubbornly in denial about her own behavior.

She couldn't shake the concern that Jey might consider the possibility of Liv and Dom rekindling their past relationship, especially since they had dated for a while. Despite her efforts to dismiss these thoughts, she held onto a glimmer of hope that Jey had truly changed. If he hadn't, she resolved to distance herself from him for good.

As she lost herself in her thoughts, she remained oblivious to the door swinging open. He appeared in the doorway, a towel wrapped around his body, clearly having just stepped out of the shower before she made her way over.

He simply beamed at her, flashing his dazzling grills with unmatched confidence while she looked up at him in awe.

"You gon' come in or what mama?" He asked.

"Yeah if you move out the way," Yasmine remarked as she pushed him to the side while walking inside the room.

He was caught off guard as he closed the door, swiftly taking hold of her throat. He pressed his lips against hers, showering her with gentle kisses before finally breaking the connection.

He gazed down at her with a smirk, "you know how much I hate yo' attitude?" Jey said as Yasmine rolled her eyes at him.

"Yeah, but you aren't going to fix it any time soon, so get used to it hon," she said gazing up at him with an innocent smile on her face while pecking him on the lips.

That's when he scooped her up by the thighs resting his hands on her butt walking them to the couch as he sat down with her straddled on his lap.

"Imma fix it later on tonight if you kept it up little one," Jey retorted as he gave her a slap on the ass.

"What you got planned for us tonight?" He began to shake his head not wanting to spread any details about this date he had plan for them tonight after her return. "I'm not spilling, all I can say is that I'm taking you out to dinner,"

Yasmine rolled her eyes at him while pouting folding her arms over her chest. "Joshhh tell me you know I don't like surprises," she whined.

"Nah, you gon' have to wait baby, have a little patience," Jey kept his arms wrapped around her waist while she began to get off his lap but he pulled her back holding her tightly.

They kept their gaze locked, studying each other's expressions intently. In that moment, Jey gently grasped her chin and pressed his lips against hers once more, leading them into a passionate, albeit messy, make-out session.

Yasmine's fingers wove through his mullet, playfully tugging as she sensed his arousal beneath the towel draped around his waist. Their mouths danced together, his tongue exploring hers while her hands gripped his backside, drawing her closer to him.

They momentarily separated, both gasping for air. Jey rose to his feet, keeping Yasmine steady as he let his towel drop, revealing his impressive form reflected in the mirror.

"You wanna put them pretty lips to work?" She nodded her head as she got up from his lap and onto her knees and started to suck the soul out of him.

✧˚° YASMINE After giving Jey some good head he was trying to give me some dick but I had to get ready for my comeback into the ring as the women's match was about to end soon. I ran down to the gorilla seeing Triple H with his headphones on.

"You ready kid?" He asked me as I nodded my head.

I observed intently on the monitor as my girls poured their hearts into securing a victory. It was at that moment that Iyo unleashed the fire hydrant, creating chaos and blinding everyone in the vicinity. I then witnessed Rhea swiftly cuffing Raquel before turning her attention to Liv, determined to continue the pursuit.

The tension between them escalated, and I reached my limit watching this ongoing rivalry. Just then, Rhea and Liv climbed to the top rope, and in a stunning moment, Rhea executed the RipTide, sending Liv Morgan crashing through a table.

The crowd erupted in excitement, and I was taken aback, to say the least. Rhea managed to pin Liv, securing their victory in the match. I was in disbelief, but I couldn't help feeling an overwhelming sense of joy for them.

I allowed them to enjoy their moment, patiently waiting for Triple H to signal my entrance. As I looked on, I witnessed the girls joyfully climbing the cage, reveling in their hard-earned victory this evening.

As my entrance music blared through the arena, I caught Triple H's nod, and the crowd erupted in a frenzy.

"Oh my God, it can't be right?"

"Are my eyes deceive me? Is that Yasmine!"

"She's back in the flesh!"

I bounded down the ramp toward the ring, showering my fans with kisses and signing their posters. As I glanced up, I flashed a smile at my girls, but couldn't resist giving Liv a cheeky gesture, noticing her irritation at my entrance.

The sound of the crowd's cheers, echoing "welcome back," filled the air as I beamed at them with a genuine smile. I could almost picture Jey backstage, witnessing my joy and excitement in embracing this profession once again.

As I stepped into the cage, my girls rushed towards me, enveloping me in warm embraces. Rhea, in particular, greeted me with an enthusiastic bear hug. However, I couldn't ignore the look of fury on Liv's face, clearly upset that I had returned, poised to claim the title she feels entitled to but truly doesn't deserve.

Upon my return, I made my way backstage in the gorilla, where I was greeted by a crowd of people applauding my healthy comeback. It was in that moment that I spotted Jonathan rushing towards me, wrapping me in a warm, tight embrace.

I was dizzy from the whirlwind of his spinning, which made Trinity burst into laughter at his playful antics. Once he set me down, I felt a warm embrace envelop me. When I turned to see who it was, I was greeted by the sight of a striking Samoan figure standing right behind me.

"I saw you out there, you look cute skipping around the ring like that you know," Jey said as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Yeah, yeah whatever I know," I said he knows that he loves my snarky attitude and can handle me but I just like to test the waters.

"You know what imma fix that after tonight you think I'm playing," all I could do what nod my head listening to him that's when his eyes weren't focused on me.

I glanced back to see Liv entering the room, her eyes locking onto me and Jey, who were clearly too close for comfort. She looked frustrated, but I could tell she was trying to keep her cool in front of the crowd.

"What's her issue?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I think her and Dom got into it earlier from what I heard before I walked down to your locker room," I said fiddling with my fingers.

Jey sensed that I had something weighing on my mind, but he chose not to press the issue until we had left the arena and were on our way to dinner together.

As I gathered my belongings and made my way to the garage, heading for my car, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. When I turned to see who it was, I spotted Jey jogging toward me.

"Mama, you good? Your energy seemed a bit off," He asked with a concern tone.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I was heading to the hotel to get ready for our date that you had planned for tonight," I said giving him a reassuring smile.

"A'ight, then ma just making sure I'll come pick you up," I nodded my head while getting inside of my car.

✧˚° As I gathered my belongings and made my way to the garage, heading for my car, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. When I turned to see who it was, I spotted Jey jogging toward me.

As I gazed into the mirror for one final check, I adjusted my hair, ensuring I looked my best for the evening ahead. Although I was uncertain about his plans, I held onto the hope that they would be something special.

Dressed entirely in black, he sported a Cuban silver chain that caught the light perfectly, while earrings dangled enticingly from both ears. The scent of his cologne was utterly intoxicating, leaving me completely captivated.

"You looked so good daddy," I teased him while putting my finger in my teeth I saw a smirk appeared on his face.

"Keep on you gon' be screaming it inna minute c'mon let's go before we are late," He said while holding his hand out.

As we stepped out of the hotel room and made our way to the elevator, I clasped my tiny hands in his. Jey pressed the button, and we stood together, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the elevator.

I felt his intense gaze on me, his lips moist with anticipation as if he were ready to consume me whole. His hands slid around my waist from behind, and I shivered as he placed gentle kisses along my neck, igniting a thrilling spark within me.

"Joshuaaa," I whined out of annoyance.

I felt him grasping my throat firmly, "what? I'm just loving on my lady real quick," He said as he gave me a peck on the lips before letting go my throat.

"You can do that afterwards," I remarked feeling him gently kissing my neck we heard the elevator ding as the doors opened.

We caught sight of Dom and Liv stepping out of the elevator, and in that moment, our eyes met before we all moved into the elevator together.

She glanced at Jey and me as we waved at him, which clearly irritated Dom and left me feeling anxious for a moment. I couldn't shake the fear that I might have made a mistake by forgiving this man. As the elevator doors shut, we descended to the first floor.

As we descended to the first floor, an eerie silence enveloped us. Neither of us spoke; however, he could feel the shift in my energy. When the doors slid open, I stepped out first, choosing silence over words. This prompted him to move ahead of me, abruptly halting my progress.

"Mama, don't shut me out, what's wrong?" He said as he looked into my eyes trying to read my facial expression.

"I-I don't know okay...I'm just worried..." I said looking down at my feet feeling like an idiot for thinking this way.

"Worried about what? Me hurting you again?" I didn't answer him which gave him a clear sign to him that I was overthinking about it.

He gently grasped my chin, lifting my gaze to meet his before he could utter a word. "I told you I'm not like that anymore, mama." In that moment, I yearned to trust him completely, as his actions over the past few weeks have demonstrated a genuine transformation.

"I believe you Josh,"

"Nah, I feel like you don't do after tonight imma show you," I felt scared about his statement when he said that all I could do was nod my head as we began walking toward his car.

As we arrived at the restaurant, Jey parked his car in the lot and switched off the ignition. We stepped out together, and he took my hand, intertwining our fingers as we made our way into the building.

As we stepped into the building, I was utterly captivated by the stunning aesthetics that surrounded me. My eyes widened in awe at the sight of the elegant chandelier gracefully hanging from the ceiling, complemented by a stylish bar just a short distance away.

As we stepped into the building, I was utterly captivated by the stunning aesthetics that surrounded me. My eyes widened in awe at the sight of the elegant chandelier gracefully hanging from the ceiling, complemented by a stylish bar just a short distance away.

Jey intertwined his hands with mine kissing the palm of my hand looking at me.

"You like it?" Jey asked softly.

"Yeah, I love it so much Josh now I'm curious what else you have up in your sleeve," I said earning a chuckle from him.

"You just gon' have to wait and see little mama," I just rolled my eyes at him while giving him a warm smile.

✧˚° Following our dinner, we found ourselves unable to resist each other for the remainder of the night. Our tongues danced in a passionate struggle for control while my fingers wove through his mullet.

He held me effortlessly, my heels clutched in my hands, as he strode toward his hotel room. With a forceful push, he opened the door and slammed it shut behind us, showing no signs of letting me go anytime soon.

He pressed me down onto the bed, our lips locked in an unbreakable embrace. I could feel his tongue dancing within my mouth while I eagerly tugged at his shirt, desperate to remove it.

He aggressively stripped off his shirt and sweatpants, pressing his firm body against mine.

"C'mere and take this shit off," Jey demanded as I did what I was told to do.

SMUT WARNING

'Got a section set up for later on You ain't gotta worry, no clothes involved Speak clear into my microphone'

'Got you pre-amped, all of your levels on You the superstar and I'm the future I'm your Timbaland, you're Aaliyah'

Jey grabbed a whole load of my hair pounding into my wet cunt as I was moaning his name loudly while he was gripping onto my hips.

It felt like his dick was all in my guts driving me insane feeling his fingers going inside of my mouth while I sucked them.

"You're just a slut baby, only for me though," Jey grunted as he gave my ass a hard smack.

"F-fuck Josh..." I muttered as he continued to pound into me, I wanted to escape from this badly but he wouldn't let up.

He removed his fingers away from my mouth pushing my neck down into the sheets as my face was smushed into the sheets, all you could hear were my muttered moans and whines.

Jey pushed his dick deep inside of me making feel every inch of him, "tell me that you love me baby," He groaned as his eyes were watching my ass slapped against his movements his best view of the night.

'Got you climbin' up the bed like it's Billboard And every time you give me head I hit record, yeah, yeah'

'You can feel the bass in your feet tonight Making those sweet melodies I like (Like) And baby girl, every time we do it It's like we're making music Rapping both cheeks all night'

All I could do was whine in response due to the pleasurable pain that I was feeling right now earning another spank on the ass when he didn't get the response that he wanted, "speak the fuck up, tell daddy how much you love him,"

"I love you Josh! I love you only you!" I managed to scream out feeling drool coming down my mouth.

"I love you too mama, fuck your pussy feels so good," I loved the way he was praising me right now which made me even more wetter than ever.

'And me and you? We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah) We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah)'

Jey continued to drill my shit up as I rolled the eyes in the back of head all you could hear were skins slapping against each other along with the air thicken around us.

I felt his hands gripping my hips as I started throwing it back on him matching his movements which caught him off guard.

"Yeah, throw shit back mama, make me nut,"

"You, like that daddy?" I responded back.

"Fuck, yeah, baby keep goin for me,"  I looked back at him seeing him gazing down at me as I was throwing it back on him while he tucked his bottom lip in while doing so.

I felt a knot going sinking down into my stomach knowing that I was going come on this man, he caught notice of my face turning upside down as he began to circle his hips deep, hitting my g-spot.

'A-B-C, we hittin' major keys Blowin' up the speakers when you fuck with me We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah)'

I gasped while trying to push him by his abs but ending up having my arm put behind me as he brutally fucked me like no other.

"Un-Un, don't do that, take this shit princess," Jey growled.

"J-Joshhh b-baby I can't take it..." I mewled out begging him to slow down.

He shook his head before speaking, "yes, you can mama, take it," at this point my mind felt foggy feeling like I was in daze right now.

'69.9 on the radio And I'm tuned into that pussy, so don't touch the door Me and you, right now, go after dark Makin' home videos, 106 Empire You're my superstar and I'm your biggest fan You're my escape and I'm your So So Def'

It felt like I was losing my mind at this point letting him do whatever to me I felt his dick gliding through my g-spot so roughly.

I had to give him a warning before I could let go hitting him on his arm, "use your words mama, you finna cum?" I frequently nodded my head yes feeling myself about to squirt on this man.

"Gon' head make a mess on me baby," I let out a loud moan screaming his full government name as my body shook violently feeling defeated.

But that didn't stop Jey whatsoever as he continued to pummeled my now sensitive gushy insides trying to get his nut.

'Got you climbin' up the bed like it's Billboard And every time you give me head I hit record, yeah, yeah'

You can feel the bass in your feet tonight Making those sweet melodies I like (Like) And baby girl, every time we do it It's like we're making music Rapping both cheeks all night'

All I could was laid there with my back arched letting him fuck me the way he wants to, since my body did give out after having an intense orgasm just a few seconds ago.

Feeling his dick twitching inside of me knowing that he was about to come as my clenched onto him causing him to groan in pleasure.

"Get gripping around me like that baby, oh fuck I'm about to nut," Jey grunted.

That's when he pulled out of me stroking his dick up and down as his warm seeds started to spill out from his tip hearing him groan.

I felt his warm seeds on my back while he leaned against me grabbing a hold on my chin placing a soft kiss on my lips.

SMUT OVER

'And me and you? We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah) We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah)'

I felt so exhausted I couldn't get up seeing him wiping me with a warm wet rag on my back side getting his nut off of me before heading back into the bathroom.

He came back from the bathroom felt him picking me up bridal style as he laid me down on the other side of the bed while he got in the blankets with me.

Jey pulled me closer to his chest placing a kiss on my temple before whispering, "I love you Yasmine I really do,"  He made sure that he turned off the lights in the room including the bathroom as he began to close his eyes drifting to sleep.

'A-B-C, we hittin' major keys Blowin' up the speakers when you fuck with me We can make a banger Banger, banger, banger (Oh, yeah)'

'Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah'

SOMETHING BOUT' US

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A/N: There relationship is getting better and hopefully more better, Liv and Dom phew lawd they might need to break up fr fr shi idk atp 😭😭

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

[rzyraffek]

Haiii! If ur requests are still open would you do the Sinclair brothers reacting to having a goth so?Like also ftm cause me too and I’m totally not projecting. Like all the characters in house of wax dress pretty normal and as someone who dresses out of that ordinary I’d love to see how they would react the them. Thanks for reading my ask! Have a nice day <3 I uh love your writings sm

Ello yes I am still open for request (for 2years now! How fast time flew by!) And hello fellow ftm! I love goths🥰 anyways I had few ideas so here you go! and you too have nice day anon!!

He/him, sfw, Request open

Slashers with goth ftm s/o

Vincent Sinclair

Dude is stealing his clothes lol

Like litteraly, that nice black shirt you bought? You thought you lost it? Nah he has it

Man does s/o make up (the cool goth one) and vice versa

Painting each others nails and shit talking Bo>>

About s/o being ftm. Man doesn't care, he loves him and that's the most important!

Also when he first met s/o he felt a bit shy cuz he looks so epic and menacing. Vince wants to look like it too

Bo Sinclair

Dude often gets jumpscared by s/o. Like imagine him in whole black gothic outfit just eating stuff from fridge at 3am and the only light is coming from fridge. Bo was sure he just witnessed ghost stealing from his fridge

Thinks s/o looks dope asf

Called s/o 'emo boy' once :(

S/o has to explain to him the all difrences between subcultures

Lester Sinclair

Dude ain't complaining, but boi? U will struggle in Forest in those shoes

He is starstruck! You look so stunning man!

He gonna be a bit worried for your outfits cuz they look dope and here you can get easly dirty especially if you want to travel to forest or just go into Bo (or lester) car, its a mess inside

Micheal Myers

👍

He ain't caring

U trans? Cool

U goth? Alright

Dude doesnt care what gender s/o is anyways

But tbh I think that Micheal likes and is more attracted to people who stand out of crowd. The less 'normal looking' he is the better

Man loves his goth bf

Once he was in goofy mood and gave s/o pair of bright pink socks (they are new dont worry). They totally match his ascetic

Billy Lenz

🧍

Sooo

...

Can he borrow those cool shoes?

Can s/o do his make up?

If s/o answers 'no' to any of those questions he gonna have a tantrum and hide under bed untill he calms down

Ate his black lipstick/eyeshadow/idk what goth make-up looks like, you make something up idc

Hacked his Spotify account to lisen to judge s/o music taste

Waaah sorry for few day wait, I died 3times and bought Gta5 so yeah I been busy

[joemama-2]

i feel like people are split between satoru and suguru, trying to choose which is best or if it is worthy to fuck suguru

but hear me out. both.

listen, Koji lived five years of his life without a father, compensate that with TWO fathers.

also, i need to see satoru jealous like for the sake of my mental health i crave to see this man pouty and angry because his best friend fucked his ex that he is still in love with (even if he doesn't know yet HE IS)

i need myself a very jealous satoru, overdramatic, resentful, possessive, anxious, silly willy and very very very envious of suguru for pulling reader 🙏

but if this beautiful blue eyed motherfucker be mad at READER and not SUGURU im gonna see RED. i need drama but i need reader to have peace too

AND, BUDDY, DONT GET ME STARTED ON THAT WOMAN AT THE CAFE this has to be some evil plan of himari's family to destroy readers fucking life and dominate the world and im SURE. my theory is that the company I do not remember the name now (sowwy) is maybe a close friend from himari's family company? maybe? I don't know how to make theories maybe?

and I've been focusing so bad on sugurus looking mighty fine this last chapters that I almost forgot to mention that stupid idiotic naoya zenin

everyone knows at this point that he means no good. he's actually the anti-christ, I read the bible, and it says he ascended to earth to corrupt God's son, which is Koji. yes, reader is actually God, and Koji is Jesus now. AND NAOYA IS THE DEVIL. (he hasn't done anything yet and im already turning into the next joker)

at the end of the day, I just need a scene of satoru jealous and reader finally getting some dick🙏

imagine this:

satoru is at reader's house to have lunch with koji and then he discovered suguru slept there last night and then reader cooks for them and suguru says - whats cooking good looking? 😏 - and satoru goes HOW DARE YOU🫵 💥🤜 and then they have a duel for reader's love while she and koji sit at the table eating lunch and watch the animals fighting

☝️this is canon btw im the author now you have no choice

one last thing, i can't tolerate himari anymore i need this bitch GONE pls pls pls pls/j

(stealing that pic btw)

COMPENSATION WITH 2 DADS? that’s lowkey so true tho 😛

and i think we ALLLL need to see jealous gojo. or irritated. or ANYTHINGGG!!! it’s so hot and the way i’m already picturing what dialogue to write and all and MMMMM scrumptious 😫

the company name was kinda just thrown in there so it’s okay LOL. but yes, the company and woman do seem a little shady huh? 🤔 like someone planted her in there. is it for the better or worse for reader? hmmm

and then stupid naoya!!!!! he’s gonna be a little biotch in this i’m sorry yall 😞😞. reader is god, that’s a fact. i know it.

and finally, that’s all we want to reader. to get a pipe down because she desperately needs it. LIKE NEEEDS IT. it’s been so long and suguru is just right the— (dies)

gojo vs geto when?? lol i crave a little twilightesque edward vs jacob action in my fics. not over the top, but still enough to get ur panties wet

don’t worry, himari will hopefully have a satisfying close to her chapter 😁

[monstersinthecosmos]

I know you probably don’t want to dwell on the show and the negative but I absolutely hate what has happened on here and how hateful people are in the VC fandom it’s just very demoralizing and makes me want to retreat from anything besides the books completely. The discourse was spicy before the show but everything is just even more divisive now and it has sucked the fun out of it. Not really an ask more of a vent sorry

Hi there!

You’re correct that I don’t particularly find it fun to dwell on the negative stuff – as you said yourself, SOMETIMES THE DISCOURSE SUCKS THE FUN OUT OF IT. But I do understand how you feel and I want to say a couple things and I hope this helps you find a groove.

First of all, I did my best not to acknowledge it too much because I didn’t want to validate the folks who were being cunts to me lol, but please know that this fandom (at least on Tumblr) has ALWAYS been kinda fucking violent towards me LOL. I started VC tumbling back in 2016 and it’s ALWAYS been a fucking trash fire. It is hard out there for Marius stans lmfao.

Like, when I was first posting on Tumblr and acclimating to the Tumblr culture it was so much of like, me feeling brave enough to share meta only for someone to be RB’ing me to tell me I’m wrong, or me talking about how much I liked something about Marius only for someone to vague me, or it was me hosting the huge fandom Discord back in 2017 only for people to then come on tumblr and complain about how the Discord was way too Marius Friendly as if like, a drama-free space where we can discuss the books makes it a harbor for predators.

Of course I also had the gaggle of fucking morons who were constantly stalking me, catfishing their way into my servers to try to take screenshots and write call outs and cancel me, who would not stop preaching about how “all these big blogs” are “actually such terrible people” because “look at the things they ship” even when I’d never been unkind to them, even occasionally donated to their GFMs. These are folks who think they’re morally in the right for protecting the virtue of Armand’s poor teenage asshole and executed this justice by stalking and harassing an ACTUAL PERSON LOL. Like, listen. I’m sorry to burst ur bubble, but Armand doesn’t exist. He’s letters on a paper. I’m actually a real person and you’re up my fucking ass because I don’t’ even fucking know why, you’re jealous of my fucking Tumblr engagement or something? Which one of us is actually the creep here lol?? Is this a race to the bottom to be the valedictorian of clown school on the website for homeschooled clowns?

I’ve also had the pleasure of being on the receiving end of acephobic discourse, being told I don’t do enough to protect every individual in fandom from their own bullies as if it's my job to do that, being called ableist for how I wrote Daniel in my fics even though I was projecting and discussing my own personal experiences – I’ve also had a project collaborator have a tantrum and try to steal my work until I had to threaten with legal action, I’ve been put on block lists, I’ve had many people consume my fics in secret without actually leaving comments because I’m too toxic for them to communicate with in public.

BLAH BLAH BLAH.

This was all before AMC showed up LMFAO. It was not easy for me! It’s still not always easy!

And so yeah like, by nature of the fandom EXPLODING we are going to see more drama. More people is more drama. The nature of the discourse often hedges into real life issues that people are very opinionated and passionate about and there are conflicting needs inside the same space about how to hold conversations. Even just the other day I RB’d a joke about Anne Rice and OP got upset with me because they didn’t want actual fans interacting with it. Whoops! I didn’t know! I just thought it was funny. ;.;  

Even in good faith and with the best of intentions we’re going to step on each other’s toes, and we’re gonna find people we don’t vibe with. And that’s normal and it’s fine.

What ISN’T normal is this inability to disengage that I think we see often in online space, and I don’t want to get into a whole side essay about all the reasons why I think that happens. But sometimes you gotta be the bigger person and take it on the chin.

Like, yeah, it sucks. It sucks the fun out of the room when you share a space with such bitter people who can’t be kind to each other. But like. THAT’S A THEM PROBLEM, YOU KNOW? And I think we gotta remember that sometimes people like that do it for the attention or the spike of dopamine when they can pick a fight and honestly like, you don’t need to waste YOUR OWN time on it, but you’re also doing that person a kindness if you don’t enable the bad behavior.

And it sucks that Tumblr’s mute tools are awful!!!!! It would make navigating so much easier to be able to curate the dash a little better and keep the bad actors out of your space. I sometimes just fuck off and don’t even come online for days if I know I’m not in a good headspace and won’t have the strength to just fucking ignore it, because sometimes drama catches my eye and I get nosy and go down the rabbit hole, too – having ADHD makes it really hard to avoid sometimes LOL – but like I try to be reasonable and love myself enough to avoid it when I can help it. I’m not willing to make my own problems everyone else’s problem, and I hope that some of these shit starters in fandom will get there, themselves.

So yeah it blows when the vibes are fucking atrocious, and it REALLY blows when it’s a fandom this small where you can’t avoid it. Even when it’s a vocal minority it really just kills the fucking mood.

BUT WHAT I WILL SAY.

Whenever I say shit like “write what you want to read” and we’re talking about fanfic, or even meta or even silly headcanon posts or jokes, that also means draw what you want to see, it also means make what you want to hold, apply it to any creation you can think of. Put the thing you want to see into the world. And it counts for fandom, too.

I don’t want to be part of a fandom that’s constantly infighting and attacking people, so I don’t fight and attack people. I don’t want to be called a predator for being a Marius fan and so I don’t engage in posts that say as much, not even to argue, because I don’t want my followers (who might also be Marius fans!) to have to see that on their dash. I want us to protect our peace and create a space we want to be in.

Like I have a policy that any time someone says I’m a freak or any time I see truly godawful word salad discourse, I go out of my way to post something kinky and offputting about Marius LMFAOOOO  because I want to be surrounded by reasonable fun people who share my sensibility for fiction. AND SOMETIMES IT’S CRICKETS, AND SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO WORK HARD TO FIND YOUR PEOPLE. But at the end of the day I know I’m being my most sincere self and I’m trying to have a good time and just post fun things that I enjoy. And like, the book fandom is small as fuck and we’re all famished, but I think if more of us did that, we’d build a much more productive and tolerant space.

And for all the shit I’ve mentioned, all the drama and attacks and all the times people have harassed me or tried to make me feel small, you know what? I just got back from @apoptoses & @cup-of-lixx 's wedding and they met in VCblr! We spent all week with our VCblr friends! We all went to New Orleans together last Halloween !

When I used to work on ships it was like a fandom friend world tour! I had so many coffees in port with my vampire friends!

I’ve learned so much about writing from all the time I’ve spent here and the community of writer friends who supported me! There’s folks I met on VCblr that I talk to LITERALLY every day! They are such huge parts of my life and genuine life-long friends!!!!!!

Sometimes it seems like the ROI is garbage but like, so much of finding the joy is also learning to protect yourself from the negativity.

It IS out there. It DOES suck. And it’s lonely when you haven’t found your people yet. But fandom doesn’t have to be the 500 angry assholes arguing with each other about a fucking TV show, it can be your 3 besties in a private group chat having a great time.

Like I just drove @hekateinhell to the airport (met THROUGH TUMBLR!) and on the way back I was listening to an episode of Last Day and they were discussing the concept that “community is a life raft” and it hit me so hard man!!!!!!!!!!!

Find your people! Block the shit starters! Mute discourse buzzwords that you know are going to upset you!

Keep! Posting! What! You! Want! To! See!!

Fandom is self-generating, we can do this!

My inbox is always open and BELIEVE ME I have been motherfucking persona non grata in this place before and I know how rancid the vibe can be so please come talk any time it's grinding you down, I got you!!!!!!!!!!!!

[unsiredtribrid]

Hey , just wanted to say your ability to appreciate (and write for) multiple ships , even when you prefer one to another, is so cool - please don’t let the shitty fans take it from you 🫡

You’re Hosie stuff is so creative and you point out stuff I’ve never appreciated between them which makes my own rewatch so much more fun

Fuck toxic fans who just attack people ❤️

(Also I’m not the Hizzie ask from earlier lol, but if having someone who’s previously been negative on your page liking your posts / following you is bad for mental health pls lmk and I’ll stop interacting etc x)

I appreciate that and like. I’m never going to just automatically dislike or have beef with someone just for liking h*zzie

but what frustrates me is that even though I only clapped back at them for shitting on one of the only crumbs of canon sapphic rep I got for Hope from that show, I get reduced to my worst moments when I was defending myself from people in their fandom that quite literally stalked me past a block and kept going when I made it clear at the time I had no issue with them or their ship

And it drives me insaaaane that they can do 1000x worse than any way I defended myself/returned the energy, and everyone in the fandom backs it up because hosie is just mass hated atp 😭 Like one of their biggest h*zzie accounts was outed for literally stalking Jenny Boyd by impersonating her family member and getting into their private accounts to steal pictures

And even despite shit like that, all of them continue to follow and support her even though she doubled down instead of apologizing or acknowledging even once that it was weird or a mistake. She also USED to ship hosie (her hosie manips are plastered all over the internet) and clearly is only spewing hatred/being weird about hosie’s queerbait because she’s upset about whatever ship wars went down and made her feel othered enough to join the h*zzie side. Which, I can understand being pushed to one side because yeah, same. but jesus christ? She’s just always saying shit that isn’t even true and then hating people who are new to the fandom space and have nothing to do with it and being mean to them with her friends, like

I tried to break the cycle but it doesn’t work because they keep being weirdos about queerbait and then I get hunted down and called toxic while LITERALLY ALL OF THEM 😭 sit on there and talk like that all fucking day. Mind you I clearly am not even an anti of their actual ship because I wrote fic for it and talked about it excitedly on my rewatch. I have stayed silent and positive for like..? Months now??

My issue is CLEARLY not the ship or ‘winning a war’, it’s that they’re nasty people? And they refuse to take any accountability and stop the cycle so nothing is gonna work atp

I’ve tried to bite my tongue and not vent about how they’ve treated all of this shit that went down with the show and queerbait, but if they’re gonna hate me even when I’m tame as fuck and actively trying to enjoy multiple ships, then fuck it I’m just gonna be honest

I think h*zzie could be a great fanon ship but unfortunately these people are CONVINCED it is canon when it literally is not and they will throw fits and contribute to bigger issues in the community regarding rep just because they can’t stand that other people (even casual viewers???) just did not think their ship happened in canon because it literally didn’t 😭 I legitimately saw them dogpiling a random casual viewer who was like “oh, really?” and (maybe even pleasantly) surprised about someone saying h*zzie on some discussion about legacies ships because they didn’t even realize it was a ship in the fandom because obviously it wasn’t made explicitly romantic in the show

[jesters-constantly-writing]

“Welcome to thy realm! Please, come join!”

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Hiya! This is my first post so it’s a lil hectic and likely will change as time goes on but—here we go!

My name is Jester (or any of the other names I use I use a lot) and I’m here for YOUR whimsy!

(Heres my pronoun page & strawpage [made by my friend btw, shoutout to them <3] btw if you’re interested:)

I like to write and that’s what this blog is gonna be about!!! Writing!! Specifically fanfiction writing because who doesn’t like that whimsy in their life??? I write for specific fandoms but I’ll write for pretty much anything if given enough information about it.

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Enough about that though! Let’s get into the real deal!

Masterlist Includes:

Bungo Stray Dogs

Studio Investigrave Games

Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Demon Slayer

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

My (+ my girlfriend and my best friends) OCs (if you like that kind of thing)

If you just wanna talk to me about those as an interest standpoint because these are fun truthfully <33 though, if you have anything interesting about any of these things I’d love to hear about them!! I’m still learning so I’d love your input and education on all of these!! :)

This won’t be posted BUT if you want me to write anything about your OCs or self inserts please let me know and I can happily do so! I like learning about people’s characters and such! :) if you do use my writing for something, however, I would APPRECIATE the credit, please and thank you <33

Communication with me can be done through DMs here on Tumblr or Discord DMs (my user is alast0rrrrr) :33

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To send requests you can either dm me OR you can send asks! Either or works! If I don’t have time to write something or don’t meet your request due to my own boundaries (and I will let you know the reason I choose to not write something), please do respect that. Like I said I’ll write pretty much anything—but you gotta give me time or respect the boundaries I set.

I say if I don’t have time to write it as in a I will write it soon I SWEAR but I am a student and in a lot of things, plus a lot of life stuff that may take up some of my time, so it may take a bit for a lot of requests At once. But I promise I will write your requests, I won’t leave ya hanging <3

I also am fine with reblogs but please don’t. Please don’t STEAL my writing. It’ll have a watermark soon enough or a lil thing at the end to show it is mine. I doubt anyone will but if someone does and you come across it please let me know, it would be most appreciated <3

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I swearrrr this blog will be more pretty as it goes on I’m just starting out my other blog isn’t much of anything so work with me here lol I promise it’ll look more pretty as we go.

Feel free to start sending requests in! I will likely post a few things that are lingering in my mind but I’m down to take some requests now!! :3

Anyways!!! I hope I get to start writing for everyone more!! Remember:

You’re Loved

You’re Cool

You’re Needed

And drink water and eat <33

Have a WONDERFUL day/night <33

[stolitzsings]

💖, 🖋 and 👨‍👩‍👧 for the ask game! (I probably got at least one of the emojis wrong but hopefully they still make sense 😂) - @blitzwhore

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

Can't believe you're gonna make me think of something nice to say about myself 🤣 I've been told I have a very "lyrical" style of writing, and sometimes I'll write a sentence or paragraph that flows really well and just Hits. I love those moments when I feel like I've really nailed it at a word-for-word level.

👨‍👩‍👦 Do you tell people in real life that you write fic?

Most people in my life know I do writing of some sort, but I'm pretty vague with the details lol. I only talk about writing fic with irl friends who also write/read fic (and I don't tell most of them that I write smut, just bc I know it isn't their jam). I told my therapist I write "character studies," because what is smut if not horny character analysis? 🤣

🖋 Post a snippet from a current WIP

Putting this one under the cut!

Ok I was a little nervous about sharing this because it's from a longer AU I've been toying around with, and historically I'm very bad at sticking to longer projects. But regardless of what I do with it I had a lot of fun writing this scene of M&M tormenting Blitz lmao

Blitz could feel his face heating up. “He isn’t— It’s not like—” Fuck, he was losing this one fast. “Okay, so maybe we’re boning or whatever, but it’s just a casual thing, you know? It’s not like we’re dating or anything.” Moxxie raised an eyebrow. It was almost impressive how smug he looked. “Who said anything about dating?” “I think he just did, babe.” Okay, now they were getting on his nerves. He could feel his spines starting to bristle.  “Look. It’s just a convenience thing, ‘kay? He gets to have his bad boy fantasy, and I get a reliable fuck who I know won’t steal my kidneys while I’m asleep.” It wasn’t like Stolas would ever really consider a relationship with someone like him. Disowned or not, he was still a royal. And that was fine! Blitz didn’t want anything complicated, anyway. Fucking was easy. It was comfortable. It was all either of them was looking for.  “If you say so, sir.” Moxxie had somehow dialed the smugness up to eleven.  Blitz rolled his eyes and walked towards the door. “I’m firing both of you. And I’m keeping your shares for today.” He was pretty sure Moxxie started to say something in response, but he was out the door before he heard it.  He let himself stew as he made his way down to the parking lot. “Looking for excuses,” for fuck's sake. They were hired killers! What did they expect? He was going to get injured sometimes. And it only made sense to go see Stolas, who knew more about this shit than any of them did. Besides, a quick fuck sesh was good for you, or something. Boosted your sero-whatever levels. Got your blood pumping. It was basically healthcare, anyway. Talk about a bedside manner, he thought to himself, grinning. He made a mental note to use that one with Stolas later. He'd think it was funny.

“C’mere, B, let me take a look at that scratch for you.” Millie had opened up their first-aid kit and had just finished bandaging a shallow cut on her thigh. Blitz looked down at the wounded arm that she’d gestured to. It wasn’t serious— an annoyance, more than anything. He shrugged. “Eh, that’s okay. I’ll just have my guy take a look at it.” Millie eyed him skeptically, like she was trying to catch him in a lie. “You know, you’ve been spending an awful lot of time with this mysterious “guy” of yours lately.” Moxxie looked up from his paperwork with a conspiratorial smile. “You’ve been seeing him for everything, even minor injuries. Almost like you’re looking for excuses to pay him a visit.” Oh great, the famous M&M tag team. “What? No, I haven’t.” Even he knew he sounded defensive. “Sure looks that way to me.” Millie crossed her arms and perched on the edge of the desk so that she and Moxxie could give him the double stare-down. Cute. “Are you sure that medical attention’s all he’s been giving you?”

Thank you for the ask @blitzwhore! I'm still answering these prompts if y'all are curious 😊

[an-au-blog]

The college au is so full of angst I’m trying o come up with fluff set after a possible „talking it out“ scenario and just love the idea of Buggy at a party with a bunch of folks he doesn’t know feeling out of his area. He’s not technically a shy guy, he’s pretty outgoing if anything actually, that’s how he met Alvida and Mohji and „Mr. Three“ Galdino and so on and so forth, but Shanks is truly just the life of the party, Shanks talks to everyone and makes them feel welcome and everyone seems to absolutely love Shanks, as opposed to Buggy, who’s keenly aware his abrasive personality scares people off unless they are forced to spend more time with him (Or if they are like Alvida and can just dish out as much as he can)

So he nurses a little solo cup on his own and stews in his misery until Shanks suddenly drops next to him onto the couch and snuggles up to him all happy and affectionate. They banter a little until someone comes in to ask Shanks if he wants to come out and play Mario Party with everyone, before glancing at Buggy and inviting him along mostly to be polite, but Shanks is just in pure affection mode all „I’ll join you guys later. Have you met my boyfriend? This is Buggy, I told you about him.“ „Yeah you mentioned you have-„ „Buggy I just got done talking to uhhh-*snap snap* Pardon me I forgot your name- but she was telling me about that makeup channel she has and I told her „My boyfriend does absolutely AMAZING special effects makeup.“ and showed her the stuff you did for my Halloween costume and she asked me where I got the coat from and I just went „Get this, he also does sewing in his spare time and-„ Just completely in worshipping boyfriend mode until the other party , obviously not interested in listening to this, excuses herself.

By the end of the night Shanks is just resting his head in Buggys lap , clearly content with himself and his place in the world while Buggy is still processing that his boyfriend loves him so much he will just introduce Buggy as his boyfriend without a second thought, something he always doubted would happen, because … he’s Buggy and who wouldn’t at least slightly cringe at introducing him because… he’s Buggy. And also that Shanks thinks so much of him he is will absolutely talk peoples ears off when he gets the chance.

Idk what kind of psychic reading shit you're doing but it's working because I'm so serious when I tell you I'm in the middle of writing chapter 7 and (spoiler alert ig) there's gonna be a party in it ahaha

But don't worry, there's no actual angst yet, the real angst lays ahead, but don't worry, I always sprinkle fluff for balance.

Also I have plans for Alvida, but I will steal the idea of him meeting Mohji and Galdino through a party lol ':)

But ohhh goodness this is the cutest thing ever! I adore self-conscious Buggy and clingy Shanks :''D

Anyway have a little party-goer addition to this:

Buggy went to the party only because Shanks did. In fact it wasn't just because of him, he made sure at least Alvida came as well but she canceled last minute. So now the only person he knew was his social-butterfly boyfriend.

Something odd kept on happening though. People kept on recognizing him. The first time it happened Buggy thought they would giggle behind his back or insult him, but they recognized him as "Shanks's boyfriend" and started talking about how he'd talk about him all the time.

Buggy then thought that they were saying that out of politeness, but they kept bringing up things Shanks had said and the way it sounded was almost as if Shanks was praising him. No... showing off maybe? Which was confusing for him because what was there to be proud of anyway?? Regardless, anyone who recognized him from Shanks's stories or because of how much he mentioned him, seemed to have a good opinion of Buggy. Which was enough for now.

At some point Buggy has had enough being around people and decides he needs a break. Preferably a snack break. He found the way to the kitchen and rummaging through it he finds a half eaten box of ice cream. Only problem is he needs to sneak out back to eat it or else someone might want some and he can't be giving ot charity! That's the ice cream he rightfully stole, bo one could take it from him!

So he sneaks out and Shanks somehow finds him. Shanks is a bit worried Buggy isn't having fun but Buggy is worried Shanks will eat his dessert.

They sit next to each other, staring at the moon with half a box of ice cream. After two spoons of silence Buggy finally gives in.

Buggy: fiiiiiine, I give up

Shanks, panicking that something happened and he missed it and he's too tipsy to be adequate: wh- huh?

Buggy tilting the box to his boyfriend: You can have some. You were looking for a good time to ask right?

Shanks: Well no... *takes it anyway*

Shanks: I thought you were running away to be honest... hiding...

Buggy: Running - no. Hiding - yes, this ice cream is way too good to be shared. I'm taking an ice cream break, like a snack break but better because I found this treasure *gestures to the box as if he's in a commercial*

Shanks giggles a bit. He can see the moon's radiance off his boyfriend and he feels so lucky at that moment.

Shanks: You're sharing it with me though

Buggy: You don't count, at this point you're like an extension of my own body. You're inevitable... I bet that makes you happy, huh

Shanks absolutely smittened taking about spoon: Yeah, it does.

Shanks, jokingly: I hope you never get rid of me

Buggy: Well now you sound like a curse- hey, hey, hey, stop eating my ice cream

They finish the ice cream and dump it in a random garbage can hoping no one saw them. They also google it finding it was extremely expensive and pray to whoever's listening no one noticed them sneaking out and back in with a spoon gull of evidence.

this makes me wonder if i should leave a couple of chapters as epilogue just for fluff... I'll think about it...

[gaybroons]

Talk Hockey To Me

( @ghostgeno's tag game)

The thing that got you hooked on hockey

Started reading “hey now, you're an all star (get your game on, go play)” by @buckyismybicycle while it was ongoing because even though I was 1) completely uninterested in hockey and 2) also uninterested in Stucky as a ship, this specific author’s works have always been phenomenal and with each new chapter email I started getting more and more intrigued until I eventually gave in and started reading it (literally so worth it everyone should read it). In the end notes of each chapter, HR (the author) would add some fun facts and extra context for the hockey related stuff (considering it’s a whole hockey AU) that made me go “huh that sounds fun” more than once but I was still not super into the hockey thing.

Until. 

I reached the chapter with a beautifully written match and I was like???? Is hockey like this irl?????????? This sounds so good?????????? Cue YouTube hacking into my brain and suggesting me hockey compilations which included the infamous Lick. I saw this random man just being a menace to everyone and decided he is now the love of my life.  (i usually omit the stucky fic part bc ppl have opinions about marvel that i do not want to hear lol. so if i told you abt this before without the full context i'm sorry!!)

Your first ever fandom friend

@hard4softthings !!!! Love is stored in the ao3 comment section uwu 

The jersey you would most like to own

I can’t pick one so I’m just gonna list in descending order: Marchand home jersey (with a C !!!!!!!!😤) ,  Pasternak (also home. Sorry it’s just nicer than the away version) , Quinn Hughes (the pride one because I’m obsessed with the design it’s so pretty) 

YOUR player (you only get ONE so choose wisely)

The rat king himself 🖤💛🖤💛🖤 can u tell I have a favorite 

A pairing that deserves more fic

Sid/Ovi ‼️ tuukks/pasta and Brady/Quinn too, there’s just so much potential for them. 

Your favourite on-ice moment

Picking is difficult so you’re just gonna get a bunch <3.

Bertuzzi stealing cousin’s stick and trying to break it

Marchy kidnapping The Child

pigeon

dancing with the stars

tuukks Exhibiting homicidal tendencies (rightfully so)

flower wanting to feel included

whole team under arrest

Brady Tkachuk: why is there a fucking animal loose on the ice he’s going to give me rabies

marchy waving to a booing crowd

marchy blowing kisses to a booing crowd

flower asserting his dominance tripping TWO first round picks

Quinn Hughes seeing a fight break out and says ✨no✨

Marner spinning like a ballerina

+ link someone else's art/fic/etc that you love & think everyone should check out

ART: 

this ADORABLE mcdrai art by @saviorified

MattMcDrai art by @adelphenium , obsessed with the blushing and the HAIR plz it’s so cute.  

Awfully pretty sid and geno art by @ceanspam

Captaincy transfer by @adelphenium I’m so weak for rat marchy, and ALSO bergy’s eyes <33333 i’m so <33333

the kiss of life by @stillfertile

FICS: 

The “All Caps” series by @makeit-takeit rewired my brain I’ve reread it countless times i think i can recite it by heart. 

“hard to be soft, tough to be tender” The Hanahaki fic by @hardforsoftthings I love love love the emotional progression AND denial in both of these fics (also, horny. Thank u) 

speaking of which, in less emotionally charged and more horny fics, the “spit cup” and “scratch that itch” non-traditional omegaverse doulogy by @ whitchbhitch (i do not know their tumblr)

+ link something you made & are proud of & want people to see

I’m honestly really proud of my flowertalbo fic, “Inevitably you will burn (as all living things do)” it’s really short (646 words) but I think I did a good job on it :>

Also, I find myself coming back to this one McDrai crack fic, “Oh Puck No!” idk what possessed me to write it but I had fun with it and i still find it silly and enjoyable lol

no pressure tags: @lindholmline @darkangel0410 @gilliebee @owchar1ie and anyone else who wanna do this!!!