#I’m like ‘gotta refresh my memory’

[delusinaldreamer19]

Please give me black butler fanfic recs…I haven’t had the time to read anything is so long.

I’ll take Dadbastian, angst, AU’s, a ship fic if it comes highly recommended, just anything. Give me the best you got.

I’m sure there’s something out there that I haven’t read already 😭

[sega-saturn-arcade]

I remember getting on the bus and leaving on something related to business (possibly the beginning of the Coil search…?). I had my coat on with that fur hood and i had to take it off once the bus reached the Crossroads. When I stepped out, it was very.. very warm. I was familiar with the sun duh but something about crossroad’s temperature was so interesting to me. So warm, warmth on my shoulders and face. Fascinating, as Blackrock was always cold. I think deep down I cherished that moment; it wasn’t like I got to go outside that stupid fucking faction much.

[checkeredflagggs]

Subject of Interest

pairing: carlos sainz x fem!photographer!reader

summary: fans love carlos’ girlfriend and her unhinged comments and photography hobby

a/n: needed a slight break from the lando fic and I love doing these small photography based smaus. I will probably be doing these for more drivers — feel free to request someone you’d like to see!

a/n 2: fyi this is all google translate Spanish 🤷‍♀️

a/n 3: I tried to write horny for the first time and I think? It went? Ok?

princesa

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princesa: mi amor, ¿sabes lo que me vas a hacer? Either put that thing away or put it to use. (My love, do you know what you're going to do to me?)

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user1: ahhhh love to see the princess back in action

↳user2: girl we missed you and your unhinged comments

landonorris: thERE ARE CHILDREN PRESENT

↳princesa: then leave? I know you have enough of a brain in that empty head of yours to do that

↳landonorris: I just wanted to congratulate my friend!! Why are you so mean?!?

↳princesa: niño…(Boy)

↳landonorris: nope! Lando!

↳oscarpiastri: seriously?

↳princesa: I’m glad he’s your teammate now

↳oscarpiastri: thanks 😑

↳landonorris: hey!

carlossainz55: Of course princesa…On an unrelated note, where are you again?

↳landonorris: not you too!

↳princesa: 🚪 here’s the door! Use it

↳landonorris: I’m gonna report you for bullying

↳princesa: try it twig!

carlossainz55: Hermosa…you tell me to behave but post that picture?

↳princesa: 🤭🤭

↳carlossainz55: 🥵

↳princesa: I’ve got the car waiting for you

↳carlossainz55: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

user3: girl I’m begging you for just one chance

↳carlossainz55: No

↳user4: when you pull up for a competition to worship the princess and your competition is Carlos Sainz

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princesa: 🏎️ 💨💨 vroom vroom — the cars may go fast but I’d like to take my time with you baby

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user5: congrats on the podium Carlos!!

user6: did she just…

↳user7: imply they fuck? Yes.

↳princesa: 😉

↳user7: girl Ferrari is gonna put you in pr jail

↳princesa: 🤷‍♀️ I look good in handcuffs

↳carlossainz55: 👀👀

↳princesa:😘💋❤️

landonorris: just once I’d like to open instagram and not be assaulted with you and your gross relationship 😠🤮

↳princesa: boo hoo does A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP scare you

↳landonorris: NO

↳carlossainz55: Oh?

↳landonorris: it’s your horny ass comments! Leave it at home!

↳princesa: it’s ok Lando — someday you’ll have a girlfriend

↳landonorris: ive haD GIRLDFRIENDS BEFORE

↳princesa: you’re behavior says otherwise tbh

↳landonorris: STOP LYING TO THE INTERNET

user8: did you guys go on a bike ride?

↳princesa: Carlos did! I was sitting pretty in the basket while he showed me around town before taking us to the beach, letting my man treat me right.

↳carlossainz55: As you should princesa, never lift a finger when I’m around

↳user8: wow that’s so cute and so sappy

↳user9: this comment thread called me single in every language

princesa

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princesa: thank you baby for the amazing break. I’m glad I got to spend some alone time with my handsome man. Next week it’s back to the grind — I just know you’ll be on top 🏆🏆

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carlossainz55: Princesa, I’d take you to the ends of the world if you’d ask

↳user10: same! 😭

↳carlossainz55: Not this princesa

↳princesa: I’d follow you anywhere you wanna take me handsome

carlossainz55: And you know I look good on top

↳princesa: i don’t know…wanna refresh my memory?

↳carlossainz55: I do need to get my cardio in today…

↳princesa: well let’s see how fast you are then…I’m waiting 😉

↳user11: YOU ARE IN PUBLIC

user12: I gotta say it…I’ve missed these horny comments. Insta just isn’t the same without them

↳user13: heeeeyyyy 🍑🍑🍆🍆💦💦

↳user12: eww no

charles_leclerc: Forza Ferrari Sempre!! Second half of the season will be ours!

↳carlossainz55: You know it!

↳princesa: Go Ferrari!

user14: no disgusted lando comments? What’s happening?

↳princesa: i blocked him for this post 😊

↳user14: 🤣🤣

princesa

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princesa: Ferrari might be all red but baby, blue is your color — I believe a congratulations is in order Mr Race Winner

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user15: what a race…a Ferrari, McLaren, Williams podium was not on my bingo card for the year…

user16: petition for Ferrari to officially change its color to blue

↳user17: girl like 10 different drivers dnfed

↳user16: but Carlos won!

carlossainz55: Thank you mi amor ❤️

↳princesa: No tengo las palabras para describir lo orgulloso que estoy de ti! (I don't have the words to describe how proud I am of you!)

↳carlossainz55: Conozco mi amor y eso está bien. (I know my love and that's fine.)

↳princesa: I do know how I’m gonna congratulate you tho!

↳carlossainz55: 😳😳

carlossainz55: Are you going to be my prize, mi amor?

↳princesa: oh baby you know it!

↳princesa: just wait and see what I’ve got planned for you

↳carlossainz55: 🥵🥵

↳landonorris: 🤮🤮

↳landonorris: why? Must I? Suffer?

↳princesa: i should have kept you blocked

↳landonorris: i just wanted to congratulate my friend?

↳princesa: do it on your own post and let me be horny for my man in peace

↳landonorris: you’re uninvited to my party tonight?

↳princesa: for what? You dnfed like first

↳landonorris: 👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻

alex_albon: congrats man! It was great to be able to share a podium with you!

↳carlossainz55: Felicitaciones a ti también (Congratulations to you too)

↳carlossainz55: it was good to see you on the podium as well

oscarpiastri: great race!

↳carlossainz55: You as well!

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princesa: Winning looks good on you baby. You should do it more often 🏆

In all seriousness, congratulations on your season Carlos — you did fantastic this year and it was such a pleasure to travel with you and watch you live your dreams.

That said — I’m very excited for the couple of months we will have to ourselves 😘💋❤️

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carlossainz55: Princesa…I loved every second of this year, racing and traveling with you. Thank you for agreeing to my crazy idea and following me around the world.

↳princesa: oh my love…No había ningún otro lugar en el que preferiría estar que a tu lado. (There was no other place where I would rather be than by your side)

↳carlossainz55: No podría haber pedido un mejor socio (I couldn't have asked for a better partner)

carlossainz55: All to ourselves huh? 🤔

↳princesa: i know! Whatever will we do with all that time? 🤭😉

↳carlossainz55: Oh I can think of a few things 😏

↳landonorris: YEAH. GOLFING. HANGING OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS. VISITING FAMILY!!

↳princesa: Oh, estoy tan contenta de tener un par de meses lejos de este niño... (I'm so happy to have a couple of months away from this child)

↳landonorris: Wrong!

↳carlossainz55: Since when can you read Spanish?

↳princesa: since when can you read?

↳landonorris: I’m reporting you again for bullying! And google translate exists ya know

↳landonorris: also! I’m gonna be visiting you this break

↳princesa: sorry not interested in a threesome

↳landonorris: NOOOO

↳landonorris: Carlos promised me a couple rounds of golf so there 😝

↳carlossainz55: it was a moment of weakness

user18: oh to have a champagne soaked Carlos Sainz sprint over to me to kiss me senseless after a spectacular race,,,

↳princesa: it’s a great experience! But get your own — this one is mine

↳user18: girl we’ve seen all your comments this year. We know

↳princesa: just like reminding people they can look but not have 😊

user19: i know everyone has been focusing on their…horniness this year but damn she must love him too. To quit her job just to follow him across the world…

↳princesa: it was a scary thought at first but I’m so glad I did it

↳carlossainz55: I am as well

↳landonorris: I’m not. Go away

↳princesa: I’m gonna be honest with you. We get worse with distance — you got off light this year

↳landonorris: nooooooooooooooo

↳user20: and they’re back to their regular programming

user21: my favorite part of the season is now knowing Lando Norris is the type of person to clutch his pearls at the sight of an ankle…

↳user22: right? Not what i expected

↳landonorris: I AM NOT!

↳user22: sure Jan

↳landonorris: I CAN HANDLE SEX JUST FINE THEIR JUST BEING MEAN TO ME

↳user21: ok grandpa, let’s get you back to bed

↳landonorris: NOT YOU GUYS TOO…

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carlossainz55: No more Ferrari PR jail, no more hiding these in my camera roll. My gorgeous gorgeous girl 🥵🥵 I’m so glad to be able to call you mine

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princesa: well let’s not completely get rid of the jail…I do quite like the handcuffs ☺️

↳carlossainz55: I could be persuaded

↳princesa: meet me in five?

↳carlossainz55: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

user23: oh my god you guys were being tame???

↳princesa: oh absolutely

↳user23: oh my god…

user24: can Carlos fight? Like seriously?

↳carlossainz55: Yes

↳user25: I think if a group of us get together we could take him

↳carlossainz55: You’d be wrong

↳princesa: sorry girls guys and nonbinary pals — I am a one man girl

↳princesa: and I think I’d have to report you to someone

↳user25: you know what? That’s fair

↳used24: and hot!?! Gotta love that kind of loyalty

landonorris: I’m gonna deactivate my account

↳princesa: I didn’t think I’d get my Christmas present so early!

↳landonorris: 😑😑

↳carlossainz55: I’ll give you a Christmas present 🎁

↳princesa: a big one?

↳carlossainz55: Oh you know it

↳landonorris: NOT ON MY COMMENT THREAD. GO AWAY

user26: Sad to see Carlos leave Ferrari but good god am I excited to see the more unhinged version of him in Williams…

↳user27: thank god I’m not the only one

[starbabyg]

Ok this is just an idea but I love love love ‘Picture Perfect’ and I was thinking part 2 where one of the boys accidentally like finds one of the pictures… like Trevor and him ordered pizza or something and Jack tells him to grab his card out of his wallet and a Polaroid just tumbles out… and all the sudden Trevor can’t stop imagining you and jack. Maybe Jack catches him with the picture and is all cocky about how much of a good girl you are, how perfect you feel and sound… and maybe just maybe Jack invites Trev to watch… no touching because he’s a protective boyfriend but he knows you’ve thought about having someone watch before and he Trusts Trevor….

Picture Perfect Part 2 | Jack Hughes x Reader x Trevor Zegras smut

Ugh nony I loveee this concept!! You’re mind is just ugh! Chef’s kiss!!!

The OG Picture perfect smut is right hereee to refresh ya memory <3.

Warnings; smut obviously, the c word lmfao, the word ‘daddy’ in a sexual context

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It was guy’s night at lake cabin, which meant Jack and Trevor, the only two to ever pull through for guy’s night, would be playing video games, watching a game, and attempting to go fishing until they finally give up and order some food cause neither of them know how to cook.

“Aaaand another one bites the dust. 5-0. It’s settled my characters better than yours,” Jack taunted, putting the game controller down and picking up his drink.

“Okay, I’m still on the cover though sooo,” Trevor quipped back with sass.

“Yeah cause I was too busy for a shoot, now go get the pizza loser I gotta go piss.” Jack heard the door bell ring, the only person it could be being the pizza guy.

“In your dreams Hughes, I don’t got cash for the tip lend me a five.”

“Get it out of my wallet I’m about to burst,” Jack shouted as he walked down the hall to the bathroom.

Trevor chuckled shaking his head, picking up Jack’s wallet from the coffee table and opening it up. Trevor rifled through Jack’s wallet, seeing twenties and hundreds, but no small bills.

“Jesus does this guy have any change?” Trevor flipped Jack’s wallet upside down, dumping it out to find at least some coins. Thwip. Along with a bunch of dollar bills something heavier fell out. Jack’s special Polaroids fell out, all faced backside up. Trevor being the nosy person he is flipped them over and picked them up.

Trevor’s eyes widened as he saw the contents of said Polaroids. You spread out on the bed, lewd shots of you in the matching set, bent over and your tits hanging out. “No fucking way,” Trev whispered to himself still perusing through the countless pictures. He was brought out of his thoughts by the door bell ringing once more, this time sounding more impatient by the abruptness. Too enthralled with his new discovery Trevor just grabbed a fifty and handed it to the guy. I’ll just venmo Jack later. He grabbed the pizza and tossed it on the coffee table, sitting down on the couch and looking at the pictures once more.

How the fuck did Hughes bag her? Trevor was acquainted with you, knew for sure you were pretty as hell but didn’t know that underneath that seemingly quiet and meek exterior was a girl who would pose for something like this. With your makeup done and your body out of your normal casual clothes, he finally got to see the more private side of you that was reserved for Jack only.

“She’s fucking perfect huh,” Jack smirked from behind the couch. He walked over and plopped himself next to Trevor, who just sat there with shock on his face. His best friend had just caught him looking at his private pictures of his girlfriend. Fuck. “Such a good girl for me. Posed exactly how I told her to. Straight out of a magazine, a masterpiece.” Jack could just go on and on about you.

“Wait— you’re not tripping over me looking at these?” Trevor was surprised at Jack’s nonchalant attitude over the situation. He thought Jack would be more of the possessive type.

“Not really. I mean look at her, why would I want to keep that just to myself. I already have the exclusive rights to fucking her. Now that I’ll forever keep to myself,” Jack smiled, he knew that many men fawned after you. Imagined what your naked body looked like. How you felt.

Trevor now was dragged into the thought of fucking you. How good you would be in bed. How submissive. How you sounded. How it would feel to have his dick wrapped inside you. If you turned him on just from pictures imagine the real thing.

“You wanna know how it is huh,” Jack could see that look on Trev’s face, that look of longing. It’s like Pandora’s box was open, and that box, was well, your box. LMFAOOO I HAD TO.

Now Trevor didn’t want to cross any lines. After all Jack was like his best friend. He wouldn’t risk his friendship over anything in the world. Jack saw Trevor’s facial expression change, now looking more panicked.

“Come to my house next weekend. Now I’m not gonna let you fuck her. But you can at least watch her get fucked. The closest thing you’ll ever get to that perfection of a pussy. When I say she’s a goddess I mean it in every aspect.”

No way was Jack just offering to let me watch him fuck his girlfriend. No way in hell. “A-are you sure man? I just got caught up in the pictures I don’t need to do all that–”

“Zegras, it’s not that big of a deal it’s not like you’re fucking her behind my back– unless you are then I’m gonna beat your ass. Besides y/n has a lil voyeurism kink, she likes being watched sometimes. I’ll be fucking her against our apartment window or on the balcony. At least I actually know you.”

“Jesus y/n’s more of a freak than I pegged her for.”

“No, she really is. The things this girl introduced me to. The things she does to me. Literally has me wrapped around her finger.” Just from this conversation both the boys were getting turned on, Jack reminiscing in past moments and Trevor just imagining how good it could be having sex with you.

“Shit I need to get me one of those,” Trev laughed.

“Yeah, no one will ever compare to y/n, like ever,” Jack cut that quick, knowing that you’re literally the most perfect girl in the whole wide world. No one could ever come close to you in Jack’s eyes. “Just come by my place, you’ll see what I’m talking about.”

Just as Jack had told him, Trevor went to his house that next weekend. To say Trev was nervous was an understatement. In all honesty he felt like it was all a set up, that in the end Jack would be mad that his best friend would actually want to see his girlfriend getting fucked. But there he stood at Jack’s front door, contemplating on whether or not to ring the doorbell or just altogether leave and forget that any of this ever happened. Before he could even decide between the two, Jack’s door opened.

“What’s good Zegras,” Jack held open the door nonchalantly.

“How’d you know I was here–”

“Saw you on the ring camera duh. Come in though before my neighbors think I’m having a party and try to pull through. They’re just a little too comfortable.”

Trevor just laughed in agreement, still anxious about the whole situation. He sat himself on the couch, watching Jack as he pulled two drinks out of the fridge.

“Y/n’s on her way back from getting her nails done. We can just chill and play some chel til she gets back.”

“You told her that I’m coming over?” Trevor wanted to make sure that you were okay with the whole situation, after all you were the one getting fucked in front of the one man audience.

“Nah, I just told her to wear one of her prettiest sets cause I have a surprise for her.” Jack shrugged as he threw a piece of popcorn in his mouth.

“So you didn’t even tell her! You’re a dick Hughes. What if she gets weirded out and tells someone in the league,” Trevor was thinking about every possible way this could go wrong.

“God Trev, what did I tell you. Y/n isn’t gonna care she likes the taboo shit.”

“If you’re wrong I’m never talking to your ass again. Like ever,” He pointed seriously.

“Whatever, set the game up I’mma make us some mozzarella sticks,” Jack threw a piece of popcorn at Trevor, who was watching Jack’s every move.

The two boys were deep into a third round of chel when they heard the front door unlocking. Trevor quickly looked at Jack, an apprehensive look on his face.

“Hi lovey, I’m back,” you sweetly spoke out, not knowing where Jack could be. You locked the door, taking off your shoes and setting your purse down carefully.

“Hey my princess, I’m in the living room. How was your nail appointment,” Jack had his eyes glued to the tv, taking these moments where Trevor was distracted to get in some goals.

“It was good, I got them the color you chose for me. It’s prettier than I thought it’d be. With the red toes just how you like.”

“Ouuu you gotta let me see. I bet they look amazing on you.” Jack smiled, just imagining how it looked. Trevor looked to Jack and into the void where he heard your voice coming from. It was a bit awkward to hear such a casual yet intimate one on one conversation between the two of you. It seemed to him like eavesdropping.

“Mkay love, be right there. I’m just putting my stuff away. But what was that surprise you were talking about? It was so hot in the salon and I couldn’t even take off my jacket cause of what I got on underneath.”

“Come over here and you’ll see it, I got it right here for you,” Jack smirked as he patted Trev on the back, who looked like he was about to pass out.

You entered the kitchen area, back turned towards the boys as you perused through the fridge for a drink. Trevor blinked as he saw you, even more nervous than he thought he would be.

You opened a soda, throwing away the cap before going into the living room section to fully see Jack on the couch, with Trevor in tow. “Oh hey Trevor, what’s up?”

“Hey,” he mustered out, looking at you in your little yoga outfit. With one of those tight fitting cropped lululemon define jackets with the matching form fitting yoga pants. Your hair slicked back in a high ponytail.

“You know how I had that guys night with Trev?”

“Mhmm,” you nodded as you sipped your soda.

“Well he had to get money to tip the pizza guy out of my wallet and he came across your polaroids,” Jack casually explained. Trevor took a hard gulp as he gauged your reaction.

“The ones of me in the pink agent provacateur set?” You now knew what was going on, and surely this was quite the surprise on Jack’s part.

“Mhmm.”

You turned towards Trevor, “Did you like how I looked in it?” You thought it was cute that someone who is always so confident was now a muttering mess right in front of you.

“Y-yeah of course. You looked stunning.”

“Good thing I wore the matching one then huh,” slowly you started to unzip your jacket, revealing a look alike set in a light blue hue. You shimmied out of your yoga pants, dropping them to the floor and giving the two boys a full 360°. Swaying your hips, doing cute little poses.

“Fuck,” Trevor said under his breath. The pictures only did so much justice. Now he could see every curve in person. The jiggle of your ass as you turned in a circle, your boobs bouncing in that tight bra you wore.

You got on your knees and crawled over to them on the couch. You made your way to Trevor, leaning up and spreading his legs apart. You started to unbuckle his pants before Jack laid his hand atop yours.

“Woah sweetheart, too eager now. You know I’m too selfish to let anyone else get a piece of you. Trev’s just here to watch and see just how perfect you are.”

Your mouth went into an ‘o’, now knowing the extent of the ‘surprise’ Jack had for you. “Okay daddy, I understand now.” You moved on to Jack, actually getting to pull down his sweats and boxers. His dick sprung out, already hard from the little show you had just put on.

You took Jack’s dick into your hands, licking up and down the base of it before going to the tip. You started off slow, giving his tip kitten licks before fully taking it into your mouth. Trevor just watched, mouth agape as he could only imagine the sensations Jack was feeling. And by the reactions Jack was giving the head must’ve been damn good.

“Fuck princess, show Trev how good you can take my cock in your mouth,” Jack groaned as he threw his head back.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, the vibrations causing Jack’s dick to prematurely twitch. You took his member out of your mouth, letting some drool dribble from your plump lips to trail down his tip. With enough drool as lubricant, you took him back into your mouth and started blowing him at a steady pace. Your cheeks as hollowed as they could, your tongue swirling around as much as it could.

“Fuck, I love when you do that shit with your tongue,” Jack put his hand behind your head and pushed you down even further, causing you to gag. Trevor just got harder and harder, his dick print now showing through his jeans. He gave it a few rubs, the strain being almost too painful. He just had to get off to you. You saw him writhing in his seat.

“Take it out and stroke it. It must be awfully painful to be that horny and not do anything about it,” you smiled, out of breath. With that you went back to sucking off Jack, looking Trevor in his eyes. The eye contact did something to him, his dick starting to throb and his tip turning a shade of pink. Trevor quickly unbuckled his pants and pulled it out, his hand gripping his dick in an effort to release all the pent up pressure he was feeling.

Jack lifted you up, softly tossing you face first into the couch and taking a position behind up. He cupped your pussy and gave your clit a few rubs before spreading you out on his dick.

“Ohhhh my god,” you drawled out with the prettiest moan. Trevor could’ve busted just from that sound alone it was so angelic. Your hands gripped the head rest of the couch, Jack hitting it from behind intensely. All while Trev’s face was just mere inches away.

“Yeah, take it like the good girl you are,” Jack slapped your ass, with it reverberating as a red mark replaced where his hand once was. You let out a squeal, rubbing it a bit to sooth the sting.

Trevor fucked his hand vicariously, imagining it was you in its place instead. It might’ve sounded sick but he had now developed a deep lust crush on you. How could he not seeing how much of a good girl you were?

Jack flipped you over, putting you on your back and drilling into you. Your knees touching your chest and your legs slung over his shoulders. With this position Trevor got the perfect few of Jack going in and out of you. Your punani looked perfect, looking so tightly wrapped around Jack’s dick, your lips and folds moving along with him as he pushed himself in further and further. It took everything Trevor had inside of him to have enough discipline to not start playing with your clit right then and there. The way it just sat there glistening. But it was as if Jack could read his dirty thoughts in his dirty mind, Jack’s hand going to the base of your navel and then trailing down to toy with you clit.

“Mhmm daddy just like thatttt,” you moaned out breathlessly, all that stimulation starting to run through the rest of your body. Your legs started to twitch, you were going to cum soon at the rate Jack was fucking you.

“Get on top, show Trevor how you ride this dick,” Jack heaved, pulling you up and into a deep kiss. He dropped himself right on the couch, waiting for you to get on top.

“Of course daddy,” you giggled as you placed one knee on each side of him. For obvious reasons you knew you had to show out for Trevor and give your best performance. You touted yourself up before slowly sinking yourself into Jack’s dick, which caused him to let out a low gutteral groan. His hands made their way to your ass, gripping the supple flesh.

Gradually you picked up speed, arching your back as you lifted yourself up and grinding yourself back down to the base of his shaft. Trevor’s eyes just followed, up down up down up. You then got on the soles of your feet, giving you more spring with your bounce. Now you had more motion, moving your hips in circles and back and forth. With Jack still inside you you turned a 180°, your ass now facing him.

“Lemme see that ass clap baby,” Jack instructed with a slap of your bum. You steadied your feet on the floor, your hands on your knees as you started to lift your ass up again. You bounced yourself on Jack’s dick, his hands on your waist to help you steady your pace. In this position his dick was hitting just the right spot, bringing you closer to climax each time it would his the back of your walls.

“Fuck daddy, I’m gonna– I’m gonna cum,” you panted, turning around to look at him. It was getting difficult to keep up the pace, your stamina draining as your vision became starry.

“Uhnt uh, not until Trevor and I both finish, okay?” Jack gave your ass a squeeze. Those words turned you on, giving you an extra boost that you most definitely needed.

“Oh-okay,” you continued to ride him, the knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter. Trevor himself was close to finishing, the real life porn in front of him pushing him to the edge.

“Fuck I’m close,” Trevor finally groaned out, bucking his hips up into his hand, imagining he was the one fucking you from behind. It was a sick and twisted thing for him to fantasize but what else was he supposed to do seeing you ride Jack so immaculately? He sputtered out curse words a few moments later, busting out into his hand with a few stray cum drops landing on your ass.

Jack saw this, getting just a tad bit possessive over the seemingly nothing, now bucking his hips up and fucking you as you tried to steady yourself. He glanced over at Trevor for a second, seeing the green in his eyes. Jack gave him a smirk as to say ‘yup, this is mine and mine only. You only get the privilege to watch and to never touch.’

“Oh my fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” you squealed as your legs started to go limp. Jack held you, still pumping in and out of you.

“There you go princess, ride it out for me,” he held you close to his body, his face in the crook of your neck leaving wet kisses. “Get on your knees I’m gonna finish on your face.”

You obeyed his command, hazily turning around and getting down on your knees. You looked up at him with a smile, your tongue sticking out like a puppy dog. Jack groaned, pumping his dick until he came, cum dripping out and onto your face and tongue. You giggled before licking up the drops that fell onto your lips. Jack bent down a left a kiss on your forehead.

“Did I do good daddy?” You asked, still on your knees.

“You did amazing and more my love, now go get dressed we’re gonna go out to eat,” Jack praised you. You nodded and went to your shared room, now going to change and maybe lay down for a few, so fucked out you could barely walk. Trevor just sat there, heaving and replaying this whole scenario in his head. All of this really happened, he had just watched his best friend fuck his girlfriend.

Jack turned over to Trevor, pulling up his sweats, “See, didn’t I tell you she was the perfect girl?”

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Purpled - Hello! I'm Purpled and I want this man

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Vikingpilot - [Long post - this is the full ghost vault monologue]

[sigh] Today's the day. TODAY is the DAY, ladies and gentlemen! Talking to myself again, I gotta stop doing that! Ah, I can't help it, it's that freakin' book... I wish I knew who I was. [UNHINGED CACKLE] That book's broken my BRAIN, bro! Oh my gosh.

Tonight's the night, tonight's the night, tonight-- Tonight's the night, guys! AH! The exorcism is gonna happen. The exorcism's happening tonight. The queen will be.. 'cured', right. '~Cured~'. We love that, right. Good for her. I don't care. I need those diamonds! I- I need themmmmm. Ah! [frustrated grunt] [sighs]

My brain.. has been broken for too long. [strained hum] So. Where did it begin. Where TO begin? I was.. wandering around, right, that's-- that's where all this all started, a king has got to have a story, right, here's the origin story for the King of Dominion. I was wandering around. What was I doing? I don't re- Was there something in the air? Was there.. Was I-- fighting something? Was I even in the Overworld? I don't know! I just-- ah... That's what's driving me crazy is I want to know, I wanna know. It was it was it was-- I don’t know, right? I was wandering around. Hold on, let's look at my real face. [takes off player head] I was wandering around. And then suddenly, they showed up. Them. Those folks. Taneesha, Nuke, Legundo, Shadow, Grady.. They just showed up and started walking around like they owned the place! Y’know? But who has been here for as long as he can remember! Me. That's right. Me! AHAHAHA. And they just - they just walked all over me! They couldn't see- I mean I couldn't see them, [stammers] why couldn't they see me, right? And then they had to go kill that freakin dragon! Right. They had to go kill that dragon.

And now.. I'm here. Left wondering. What about me? Who am I, what am I? Questions I’ve never got an answer to. Ever. SO HERE'S THE PLAN. Alright? I really need to stop talking to myself. HERE'S THE PLAN. There's a ritual. In that book right there. I can't open that book anymore! If I open it again, I’m literally gonna CRACK IN HALF! You see these two halves?! Two of me, boom. Blue and gold. Crack in half. It'd be-- GAHHH! But I can't let that happen. I can't let that happen. I don't wanna know what'll happen if that happen. I have to- I have to- I have to get the ritual done. I have to get the ritual done. There's diamonds involved, there's an End port-- I think-- I can't refresh the book, I have, I have to go based off memory. There's an End portal involved, there's diamonds involved, there's a lot of netherite involved. There is a - so much that goes into this ritual. But if I can get it done correctly.. things will happen for me. Things-- I will remember everything. I’ll remember who I was, before-- well, whatever happened. Before whatever happened! And I’ll know who I was.

And I might even be able to help.. Now, I know she's done me a lot wrong, but I've got a soft spot for the little ol' goat. Despite what a [through clenched teeth] pain in the butt she is. hrgh! ANYWAY. She's lost her memories too. Maybe I can help her. Y’know, the book didn't say anything about two people, but what's the worst that can happen, right? [sigh] So. Ah. It's all happening tonight. It's happening tonight. The exorcism happens, right, we need those diamonds, oohh [mocking] ~the queen's in the [mumbling] of the void, scary~ They don't know anything about the void. They don't know anything about the void. But hey. It's-- it's alright. It's alright. We'll -- we'll show them a story about the void! [cackle]

My friends.. well, friends, have no idea what's coming for them. And here's the best part! If I can figure out who I was, I can show them what real power looks like. I know I have to had been SOMEONE powerful before. I have to had been! There's no way I know all of these techniques and traps and the ability to get this wealthy without being someone important in a past-- bef-- who I was. I'm sorry, my brain is.. aagh it's hard, I know I'm talking to myself but I want to get all of the words out before tonight, this is - this is important, I have to get these exact details straight, we're gonna show up, we're gonna-- the exorcism, it happens tonight! The diamonds! The diamonds happen! The queen, [no longer?] dragonborn, it all goes down tonight. But Legundo.. while we're all ~distracted~, gets to the diamonds. He gets the diamonds. He then brings them back to me. As a REWARD, I let him live. And then! Y’knowwhat-- AND THEN! [giggle] I can do my ritual! I can't open that book, I can't open that book, I can open this one! [IOU - To Do: -Run Dominion]

It's okay. It's okay. it's okay it's okay it's okay it's okay. It's okay! It's okay. Nothing could POSSIBLY go wrong tonight. Everything is exactly how I've laid it out, everything is in preparations, everything will go-- according to, it has to, everything will go according to plan. And if it doesn't.. [shaky inhale] there's gonna be hell to pay, and I will bring down the entirety of this server. My one regret. Is that I may not get to see what this world becomes. That ritual, well I can't open it again for risk of tearing in half, my brain being ripped to shr- asunder, that ritual.. is NOT a guarantee. So if I'm-- if I do this, it's worth it. It's worth it, I need to know who I was, I need to know who I was, it's worth it, I'm not telling-- Taneesha doesn't need to know that, Taneesha's going to jump in with me, Taneesha doesn't need to know that. It might-- it-- it might-- Possible side effects include, yknow, mmmm diarrhea, death, Multiple Personality Disorderrrrrr [nervous laugh] um, possible multiversal destruction, uh, mm.. and baldness. But I don't have to tell anyone about that, right? I don't.. I don't have to tell anyone about that, right! [laughs]

......iwonderiflegundodidtheritual ANYWAY--

I need.. to get prepared. There's a lot to do tonight~ Before.. I have my gear, I have everything I need.. I should.. ah.. I have stuff I need to get rid of before we do tonight's ritual, in order to succeed, I need total concentration. Absolute LASER focus. No distractions, no missed thoughts, no hesitations. Legundo will succeed. He has to. He has to succeed, alright!? He has to succeed! That casino.. hmmm. If he doesn't succeed, this place-- I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't IMAGINE what would go wrong. I guess there's nothing left to do but do it, huh?

So.. from the top of my throne.. I earned this spot. I earned it! This spot upon my throne, in my vault of shadows and death. Here I sit, upon a throne, with my shu-- with my soldiers of shadows and darkness. The server sleeps for it does not know the power [cackle] I bring with me. It's time.. it's time to go. The ghosts.. are here. I have... I have to make this work. I need to know who I was. Ah...  mm, but what happens if-- No. Nononono. This is it. This is it. This is it, this has to be it. I can't-- I can't I can't take it anymore, I need these [6 soul lanterns, 2 yellow lanterns, pumpkin pie] with me, I just.. huah! This has to work. It's time. It is TIME for... the exorcism. AND THEN I WILL BE— [video cuts off]

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S1E4 – Saturday Morning Funtime Write Up P3 - Saturday (The last day of the World) from "You're better off without him." to "You bad angels!"

As upsetting as it is to not have a photo banner for this chunk of the episode write up, I’m going to launch straight in. The timeline for this episode gets important here, so let me just refresh your memory:

So at the point in the episode where we see Crowley preparing to ambush Hell’s minions, the streetside argument has already happened. Aziraphale has also been attacked by archangels and he has tried to talk to God about the whole situation, but we as the audience are not aware of these two events at this point in the episode. Got it? Because I still can’t get that all straight in my head, I really have no idea why I have such a mental block about it.

Harping back to something I mentioned in the previous part of this episode write up, Crowley looks pretty purposeful during this scene. He’s not gathering his things, he’s not desperately looking for a location to run to. He knows exactly what his plan of action entails. I honestly don’t think he has any intention of running anywhere if he has to do it without Aziraphale – now he’s all about surviving as long as he can, and causing as much damage as he can in the process.

Side note: credit to the set design guys, who gave Crowley a doorbell in the shape of a snake. Pretty sure I need to get one of those for my own front door now.

Also gotta love the costume department, having Hastur’s wig thrown on top of his frog/toad in the most careless way imaginable. Goes to show how much he cares about whether any humans notice anything weird about him by this point.

I don’t know why, but I find Hastur’s reaction to Ligur’s demise snort-laughingly funny. It gets me every. Single. Time. Maybe because it’s just so over the top. Maybe I’m just a bit twisted. Maybe a bit of both. Probably like almost everyone else in this fandom to be fair. I’m not going to feel too bad about it, he seems to gather himself pretty quickly afterwards. And hey, you remember all the stuff I highlighted about the noise that we hear when Crowley or Aziraphale do a miracle? Well we’re about to be introduced to the noise that happens when Hastur does one.

You can ignore the little “ow” at the end of the clip, that’s just Crowley. It’s the noise just before that – the weird “flexing” noise with a bell. It’s very different to the noise we hear for miracles from Aziraphale and Crowley. I don’t think it will come to be as important as the noise associated with our hero pair, but it’s worth noting that it is fundamentally different. It does make me wonder why the miracle noise for Crowley isn’t closer to the one for Hastur. Perhaps it’s to do with intent rather than the caster’s nature.

I think I’ve seen this discussed before, but did we all notice how Aziraphale assumed that when the call connected he was actually talking to Crowley? He doesn’t wait to see if the answerphone kicks in, or if Crowley offers a greeting. I suspect it’s because he has never actually had to talk and listen to the answerphone before because Crowley answers every single time he calls. Which at the very least implies that Aziraphale always knows exactly where Crowley is, but further suggests that as a general rule, Crowley is with the angel whenever he isn’t in his apartment. Food for thought.

This phone call and its placement in the episode contrasted with its placement in the chronology is one of the reasons why I get so confused about the timeline. Aziraphale’s tone when the call is answered is a far cry from the terrified bleating of his hurtful rejection on the street corner, which is the last time that he spoke to Crowley. It’s only when you take into consideration that he has actually been threatened by archangels and told that the war is going ahead regardless that the phone call starts to make sense. At this point he tells Crowley that he knows where the Antichrist is – something he swore that he wouldn’t do less than 24 hours prior. What’s interesting about this about-turn is that he doesn’t really have any new information at this point – it’s his take on the situation that’s changed. He’s (finally) realised that the only way they can fix the situation is together.

I *think* Crowley’s stroke of genius bullshitting speech is the first time we are given some insight into the hierarchy of Hell – he calls Hastur a “Duke of Hell”. Crowley has previously been referred as “the demon Crowley” when named specifically by other Hell residents, so despite his very casual greeting in the first episode (“Hi guys”), this would suggest that he is below Hastur in the organisational food chain of Downstairs.

Clearly the people conducting the theological debate into how many angels can dance on the head of a pin became very frustrated with this ridiculous question, because the research notes become more and more incredulous. The one on the far right is my personal favourite:

Side note: the line is “angels don’t dance”. Not can’t or won’t. Got that? Stash it away somewhere so we can pull it, and the information about Aziraphale being the exception to the rule, back out when we get to the ball in season 2.

I have to say, the amount of work that has gone into the sequence of footage coming up blows me away slightly. The photography effect applied to the footage of the dancing men, the honky-tonk orchestration of the music, the underlying ticking sound of an old movie projector, the costumes, the choreography – it’s incredible how much attention to detail has been exercised to produce less than a minute of film. Did I mention all the work Michael Sheen’s face is putting in? It’s quite ridiculous.

I’m not sure I had come across the gavotte as a dance previous to watching Omens – it’s not exactly up there with the popular ones like the waltz or the tango, is it? Wikipedia describes it as a “lively peasants kissing dance”. Probably not all that surprising that Aziraphale took to this particular dance style when you have that piece of information, which is completely the opposite to how I feel about seeing Crowley (and Hastur and Ligur) doing a bit of carefree disco boogie (which he does to the same piece of music as Aziraphale’s gavotte but with a different musical setting). I actually didn’t even realise it was him until my 3rd rewatch.

Quick question about the journey through the phone system – why does Crowley count down to the exit? Surely that just tells Hastur what the plan is? His plan works regardless, it just strikes me as odd that he does it.

Poor old Hastur, the idea of being stuck in an endless loop of Aziraphale’s voice seems to have him quite frightened. He’s even lost his wig on his entry into the phone system. His final choice of word to use as an insult against Crowley is interesting though; I would have thought that calling the demon a snake was something of a compliment. Importantly, Crowley leaves the apartment with nothing more than his phone – Alpha Centauri definitely looking off the cards at this point.

Aaaaaand there it is. The little piece of the puzzle that we didn’t even know we were missing – a placard that tells us we were missing a window of time. So if we just refer back to my timeline from earlier, we’ve moved from step 8 backwards to step 3:

It looks like Aziraphale is nervous again – he’s wringing his hands in that distracted way that he does. And if he didn’t look troubled enough before the little gang of archangels show up, he certainly looks that way now. There are two things about this scene I want to point out, and the first has to do with the sound. As soon as we’re aware of the presence of other Heavenly beings (Michael’s greeting), all of the speech has some reverb applied to it and the background noise fades out. The result is that we feel like these characters have been isolated from everything around them, and given that nobody pays them any attention at all, I think it’s pretty obvious that that’s the intention. It’s a really clever little device, and once the (slightly menacing) music kicks in, it’s virtually unnoticeable. The second of the things I wanted to point out is that we see Aziraphale panicking in this scene. Not trying to hide something or divert attention, but actually panicking. He stammers, there are unexplained pauses in his speech, his eyes are wide, and he gestures a lot with his head (and later, his hands too). He even backs up when the other three advance on him. I think it will become, in later episodes, very important for us to be able to recognise what a panicking Aziraphale looks like, and this is it.

He has every reason to panic – he’s just been told that Heaven knows that he’s been meeting with someone from the other side. More than that, they describe his companion pretty accurately, and for the second time in a matter of minutes somebody describes the true nature of the relationship (according to my head canon anyway) between Aziraphale and Crowley, which, rather importantly, he makes no attempt to rebut. There’s a tiny beat where the realisation that Crowley is in trouble with Hell hits home and he looks as if he wants to ask Uriel for more detail but Michael moves on too quickly for him.

The fact that this seems like news to him at this point goes to show how little Aziraphale and Crowley actually listen to one another. Crowley has already told him that he’s in trouble with Hell, so this shouldn’t be new information for the angel. Quick side note: it turns out that the word Heaven choose to use for his interactions with Crowley is “consorting”, rather than “fraternising”.

Aziraphale makes an interesting point as he tries to argue his point about the role that he believes angels should play in their administration of Earthly affairs – that being human is fundamentally about having the ability to make choices. Which adversely implies that actually working for Heaven or Hell has the consequence of not being able to make choices at all. He may even be implying that without the human race, angels themselves have no purpose:

Our job, as angels, should be to keep all this working, so they can make choices.

It’s a direct contradiction between the desire for a war that will only result in the rendering of angels as beings futile. I think he’s onto something, but the archangels do not look moved in the slightest.

You can see the moment in Aziraphale’s waffling when he starts to think he’s got a handle on the situation because he stops stammering so much. Once you see it, it’s pretty glaringly obvious. These three thugs archangels aren’t about to let him think he’s getting control though, and we see the second instance of Aziraphale being slammed against a wall in the season. There is a pretty huge difference between this one and the one at Tadfield Manor though. Let’s just remind ourselves of Aziraphale’s facial expression when Crowley “threateningly” pinned him against a wall in episode 2:

And now when Uriel does it in an actual threatening way:

The second of those faces, the one that’s positioned a full foot away from the aggressor instead of an inch, is actually scared. And it doesn’t change the whole time he’s pinned against the wall. He even tries to tell Uriel that they shouldn’t be doing whatever it is they’re about to do to him – he’s genuinely frightened. I’d like to think the whole point of Uriel’s wall slam is really only to provide the audience with a point of reference for the audience to see Aziraphale’s scared face. I wittered on about it in the episode 2 write up a lot so I’m not going to bang on about it too much here, but Aziraphale’s reaction to Uriel’s real threat in this scene proves that Crowley’s wall slam was never a genuine threat – it was just a bit of sexy role play.

Aziraphale also tries to remember the archangels of their true nature during his frightened spluttering– that they’re “the good guys”. What I find particularly telling about the response he gets is that there’s no disputing or correcting of his assumptions, merely an assertion that he has been out of Heaven for too long, suggesting that Heavenly beings maybe don’t consider “goodness” as one of their defining characteristics anymore. Being called “ridiculous” must have been pretty hurtful for Aziraphale here too, seeing as that’s the word he and Crowley threw around between each other just the night before at the bandstand, and when this interaction (as Aziraphale chose to call it) is over, there’s a split second where we can see the fear and dawning realisation that he has lost this particular battle and is well on the way to losing the war. No pun intended.

And just to prove how pure of heart Aziraphale truly is, he can’t even call the archangels a nasty word. He really is the dearest thing, isn’t he? He’s just been threatened and punched in the stomach, been called ridiculous and had his relationship sneered at, and he can’t even manage to throw an expletive at them as they vanish. It’s probably a good thing Crowley wasn’t around to see the whole thing, otherwise I think he would be torn between protective-boyfriend mode and just pointing and laughing at the angel.

Side note: remember all the background noise that faded away when Michael and their cronies showed up? It fades back in immediately as soon as they leave the scene, although it’s very difficult to hear as we have musical soundtrack that continues underneath Aziraphale’s parting blow.

Seeing as we’re about to leave London and return to Tadfield for a short while, I feel like that’s a good place to wrap this part of the write up for this episode. As always, questions, comments, discussion, all welcome! See you next time 😊

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Dream: Agent Tynas plays many games, I wonder how he knows so much? At this point, I wonder if he might know me as well though I have yet to have the pleasure of meeting him in your real world. His nightmares are intriguing to say the least.

Vince: Who the fuck are you? Why are you here at my crime scene?

Tynas: Operative Tynas Smith, District Intelligence. You must be Detective Morris, I’ve heard so much about you.

Vince: Yeah that’s right, Jimmy, why is this suit in here?

Jimmy: He’s got all the paperwork and the credentials sir.

Tynas: That’s right, this crime is now a matter of District Security. I hope you understand that. 

Dream: Cast your mind back to this point here, how exactly did Tynas know of Cedric’s death BEFORE it even happened? Most intriguing!  CLICK HERE FOR MEMORY REFRESH

Vince: What the fuck does a murdered poof have to do with District Security? 

Tynas: That’s complicated, and I’m not at liberty to discuss that. 

****

Vince: Oh here we go, the old Juris-my-diction crap. Look pal, if you and the other suits want to come crawling up in here ruining my investigation you gotta give something more than “I’m not at liberty” and all that shit.

Tynas: Detective, I am not part of the UCI (United Commission of Inquisitors), I am with the Agency. District Intelligence… I am as far beyond the UCI in terms of authority, as you are beyond a normal citizen. When I say this is a crucial matter of District security, believe me, that is the facts. You are going to hand this matter over to me, and my office and I will take it from here.

Vince: Look, you can be the Supreme Chancellor’s butt wiper for all I care. What matters is that you have the proper paperwork for pushing me off my case. I need to know why I’m getting pushed outta this, and why this guy’s so fucking important to you? This is a homicide! This is my job, UCI and DI have nothing to do with homicide cases.

Tynas: I realise that, and I am sorry to “swoop in” as it were and throw you off the case, but that’s it. We’ve been monitoring him for some time and the paperwork was filed some weeks ago to take over in the event of Mr Weiss death, but for what it's worth I can give some small details. 

Vince: I’m listening.

****

Tynas: Hard as it may be to believe, but Mr Weiss there was a plant by The Citizen’s Republic of Neosovetia. He was involved in some schemes which were a threat to security, including blackmail, extortion, drugs, and other subversive activities. His job at San My Style was the perfect cover for him to rub elbows with the elite and learn things. He was a degenerate… Detective, nobody shall miss him. 

Vince: You expect me to believe that? Well, the degenerate part, I believe. Who iced him?

Tynas: The killer is unknown presently, we suspect it was one of his old colleagues. Now, if you’ll kindly gather your officers, Detective and vacate, my team and I will take it from here.

Vince: Now I don’t care what…

Tynas: Detective Morris!! My patience is not inexhaustible. I am very tired, and I have a job to do, I have the paperwork, and I have made myself abundantly fucking clear, get the fuck out of here, and drop this case, or myself and my colleagues, will be all over you like dogs on a rotten steak!! 

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*me double checking that Fire Force is still on your fandoms list bc it's been a minute and a half*

YEEET REQUESTS!! I'm so excited to see them open again! Also I really hope you're hanging in there. I've been thinking of you as you go through this difficult time, my friend. 💖

*drumroll* OK OK so I've been having serious Fire Force brainrot this past week (I really gotta rewatch it, I love that show 🔥), so I come to you with a humble request for lee!shinra and ler!tamaki (the lucky lecher lure gal, bc I always get her and maki mixed up 😅)

I don't have a ton of specifics but the general idea is that Shinra absolutely cannot function when she tickles him; he gets so flustered he doesn't know whether to fight back or just let it happen 😂 (though I do hc that he would at least be coherent enough to cover his eyes in case her lure kicks in to protect her modesty, which only makes him more vulnerable to tickles and - you get the idea 😈)

Only if you want, as always, my friend! Can't wait to see what you do with this prompt if you decide to take it!! AND HAPPY FALLLLL I'M SO EXCITED FOR COOLER WEATHER!! 🍂🍂🍂

AHH NYM! *running jump hug* I'm so glad to hear from you! :D And with a Fire Force request HELLO? *squeals* God I haven't written for these guys in so long; this was so refreshing and lovely! (And girl SAME!!! It's their hair I swear- they both have the same dark put up look and face akljrekarjkejrj)

Oh my god Lee!Shinra my BELOVED! I've gotcha covered, girl! (got a little shippy at the end whoops! My hopeless romantic side; it gets the best of me lols) This was so fun to write, and I hope you like it! :D (AND YES LETS GO FALL!!!!)

In Shinra’s defense- it was a total accident.

“AH!” Tamaki screamed, arms shooting up to cover herself as she was splashed with water. She had been leaving her prayer session with Iris when she crashed into Shinra carrying a water pitcher.

“I’m so sorry! Here!” Facing away, Shinra yanked off his shirt, offering it to Tamaki.

“Why are you stripping?” She squealed, flushing as red as he did.

“I’m not! I’m trying to be a hero!” He cried back, still refusing to look. When he felt his shirt being taken and heard the sound of her pulling it on, he dared a peek. “Sorry, Tamaki…”

“It’s fine- I’m covered.” She sighed, pulling at the hem of his shirt. It was so big on her- falling mid thigh. At least the bottom of her prayer robes were dry. “Thank you. That would have been an awkward walk back.”

“Hm!” Shinra nodded, still looking rather flustered. A tense silence passed over them both, both too awkward to say anything. “Well- I better go! Um- keep the shirt! Bye!”

“Huh-Wait, Shinra-!” But he was already booking it away, leaving Tamaki standing on her own.

~~~

“And now he won’t even talk to me! It’s not like he really saw anything!” Tamaki groaned at the desk, poking at her lunch. It had been a few days since the lecher incident, and Shinra had been avoiding her like the plague. Anytime they crossed paths, he’d go bright red and give her a wide girth of space-avoiding her eyes.

It reminded her of the kids back at school. The old wound ached in painful memory.

“Hm…that is strange. Shinra never acted like that before.” Iris nodded around her spoonful of pudding, looking thoughtful. “Did he say anything else before running off?”

“Nothing I haven’t told you already.” Tamaki sank further, drooping with gloom. “I just want things to go back to normal. And to give him back his shirt.” It was tucked away in her room, folded and pressed. “He probably got tired of being polite and doesn’t want to take a chance with me anymore.”

“That’s not true! You know he’s not that kind of guy.” Maki reassured, reaching out and taking Tamaki’s hand. “You two just need to talk, that’s all. Put your guards down and just come out with how you’re feeling about each other!”

“Come out with…” Tamaki blinked, then she flushed bright pink, dropping her chopsticks. “What-wait, wait- Huh?”

“Too soon?” Maki shared a look with Iris, smiling a tad sheepishly.

“They’ll figure it out.” Iris stole Tamaki’s chopsticks before nipping a bite of her lunch.

~~~

“Feeling about each other?” Tamaki mused on her walk back to the bunks, shaking her head. Maki was in la la land again- she had to be! Why else would she ask such a question…

As if sensing her thoughts, Shinra appeared before her, eyes downcast in his own thoughts. He looked up just as she did. “Ah! Tamaki! Eh- hey!” He yelped, face red as he looked anywhere but her for an escape.

That’s it. Enough is ENOUGH.

“Oh no- you’re not running away from me!” Tamaki declared, more pissed off than flustered. Without really thinking about it, she charged at him, tackling him into the ground. “Talk to me! Why are you being so weird?”

“T-Tamaki! Let me up!” Shinra had his head turned all the way up, refusing to look back down. “I can’t-”

“What? You can’t be my friend anymore?” Anger curled into hurt, her voice cracking some halfway. “You’re done with me because of the lecher lure?”

“What? No- Not at all!” Shinra looked back at her, panic replacing his nerves. “Tamaki, that’s not it-”

“Then tell me!” She cried, returning to anger. “Tell me what the problem is!”

Shinra opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like a fish out of water, the words stuck in his throat as he helplessly looked anywhere and everywhere but her. “I….I can’t say.”

“Why not?” She glared.

“Cause…cause it’s embarrassing!” He covered his face with both hands, flopping back into the ground. “You’ll hate me.”

“....” Tamaki stared at him. Then- without warning, she grabbed his sides, squeezing.

“AH! Ahehehehehhehe!” Shinra arched at the touch, giggling. “T-Tahahahamki!”

“I don’t hate you- I don’t think I could ever hate you.” She nodded, feeling rather ruffled. “And I don’t care how embarrassing it is- I want to know! It’s the least you can do after all that time ignoring me!”

“I’m sohoohooohhrry! I prohohohohmise it’s nohohohot you!” He cackled, hands covering his face as he kicked and squirmed. “Whehehehell it kihihiihihinda ihiihiihihs? Ahehahahahahha Tahahahhamahahahahki!”

“Which one is it? Is it me or is it not me?” Normally she’d be more irritated by such mixed signals, but Shinra was talking to her again- well; laughing with her anyway. She scritched her nails along his belly and waist, giggling when he squealed. “For a hero, you’re sure bad at talking about yourself. Out with it!”

“AHehahahahahhahhahaha! Noohohohooho, dohoohohohohn’t tihihihihihickle me thehehehehhere!” Shinra’s hands shot to hers, stopping midway. “Nohohoohooho fhahahhahahhair!”

“Too scared to touch me? Afraid you’re gonna get burned?” She teased, squeezing along the underside of his ribs and making him scream. “Fine by me- I get to keep tickling you! Now- TALK!”

“Iihiihihihiihi cahahahhahahn’t! He squealed, face flushed a pretty pink. “TahahhamakIHIHIHIIHII!”

“I’m waiting~” She had switched over to his legs, squeezing his knees with both hands. “You know- cats do this.” She began kneading his upper thighs, further driving him wild. “Talk to me or I’m going for your feet!”

“TAHAHHAHAMKI NOHOHOOHOHOHOOOO!” He howled, punching the ground repeatedly as he thrashed about. Tamaki wasn’t bluffing- she’d absolutely go for his worst spot. “PLEAHHAHAHHASE MEHEHEHEHRCY!”

“Are you gonna talk?” She gave him a small break, stretching out until she was pinning his legs with her body, flicking off a sandal. “Or are we gonna have to get serious?” To further her point, she shaped her hand into a cat paw with her pyrokinesis. Her trademark trick- Shinra was gonna DIE. “Last chance.”

Shinra gasped for air, hands covering his face as he tried to compose himself. The words rattled his ribs, desperate to be heard, but it was just too, too much! “Tamaki…”

“Hm.” Was all she said at his tone. Then her cat paw attacked.

“AH!” Shinra couldn’t speak- he couldn’t think. He couldn’t really do anything at that moment. The second those fiery claws touched- warm and fluffy despite what they were made of- he was racked with ticklishness all throughout his body. It was like she’d found the one bundle of nerves that activated the rest- making every tickle spot on him burst to life. “AHEHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!”

“Wow- and I thought you were bad without the claws.” Tamaki mused with an impish grin, delighted. Shinra was a mess, flailing behind her like a fish out of water as he guffawed. His face was getting redder- and his smile; normally a nervous tick- looked so real and genuine it made her stop breathing for a moment.

Stop breathing…Oh sh- “Shinra! You okay?” She stopped, remembering that air was kinda necessary to live. Upon ending her tickles, Shinra curled into himself, hiccups breaking up his giggle fits as he twitched in tickly residue. 

“Ahehehehe…hehehhee…I’m ohohokay. Nothing to wohohorry about..” He reassured her, easing her worry. When he could breathe normally again, he rolled onto his back, covering his face with a hand. “Sorry…”

“Huh? Why are you apologizing? I was the one tickling you to near death.” Tamaki shook her head- then paused. “Oh wait- this is the earlier thing, right?”

“Yeah. I…” Shinra dropped his hand as he willed himself to look at her. “I’m about to tell you something…and I don’t know how you’re gonna react, but please hear me out.”

“Okay…?”

“Right. So…erm.” Shinra seemed to shake, mouth pressed into a thin line as he willed the words front and center. To her surprise, he seemed rather flushed- a new shade of pink coloring his already hot cheeks. “The reason I’ve been avoiding you…it’s erm..my shirt.”

“....huh?” That was it? “But- you lent it to me! If you just wanted it back-”

“No! No- that’s not- that’s not it.” Shinra quickly cut in, flushing even more. “God, why is this so hard to say? I…I don’t know what happened, but when I saw you standing there in it…something kinda clicked.” Shinra sat up, looking at his hands as he spoke. “I erm…I…”

Tamaki blinked at him, taking it in. Then her eyes grew wide, cheeks warming as the realization hit her. “Shinra…are you confessing?”

Shinra seemed to flush more, but then he nodded.

Put your guards down and just come out with how you’re feeling about each other!

She internally apologized to Maki for doubting her intuition.

“I guess I am…I’ve er- kinda liked you for a while now. I figured at first it was just us bonding, but then I started seeing, you know? How you light up when we decide to get something good to eat, or how you never give up on your ambitions and goals to get stronger. How you sing to yourself when you’re cleaning up or cooking, and how you always play with your hair when you’re in mid-thought. I just…” Shinra shook his head, smiling a small but real smile. “I realized when I looked at you in my T-Shirt: ‘Wow. I’m falling for this girl.’

But then I panicked and ran cause…yeah.” Shinra chuckled sheepishly, finally looking her in the eye. “I’m not…entirely sure what I’m doing here. I’m probably gonna mess up a hundred times over before I get it right, and I’m sorry if I do. But…if you’d have me, I’d like to be more than friends, Tamaki.”

More than friends…Be still, her beating heart. Looking at Shinra, hearing him speak in that soft voice- the voice he seemed only to reserve for her she realized now, her vision grew blurred. Shinra’s nervous smile grew panicked at her tears, but before he could do anything, Tamaki threw herself into his arms, knocking them both over once more.

“You’re so stupid, Shinra.” She said against his chest, no malice in her voice. “Of course I’d have you.” She sat up, gathering her own courage. “You’re the first real person that didn’t shy away or avoided me- not with the lure, and not when everything was said and done. You saved me more times than you’ve realized. You’re my hero, Shinra. If you’d have me…I’d like that too.”

Shinra seemed to stop breathing. Then he was smiling, really- truly smiling. “Tamaki…” He brushed his thumb over her cheek, cupping her face as his other fingers played with the loose strands of her hair. She leaned down to kiss him-

“Devil! Lady Tamaki- what are you two doing at this hour?” Arthur’s cry of surprise sent Tamaki stumbling, crashing into Shinra’s chest. Amazingly enough, her lure didn’t kick in. A small blessing in a mess of flustered moments.

“Arthur, could you PLEASE not shout? You’ll wake the Lieutenant!” Shinra growled, helping Tamaki up before turning to his roommate.

“Apologies- a knight king as myself must always make sure his kingdom is safe.” If he caught on, Arthur didn’t say- but there was something a bit knowing in that smile of his. “My energy bar is running low- I must recharge. Good evening.” With that, he turned on his heels, disappearing back into the room.

“Odd as ever.” Shinra laughed, shaking his head. Tamaki snorted in her hand, just as amused. “Still- we better call it a night here; who knows who we’ve woken up with our antics.” Shinra swung their hands together before leaning in, pressing a kiss against Tamaki’s cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Sounds good. Goodnight, hero.” Tamaki squeezed his hand in return before letting him go, making her way back to her own room. Shinra signed in content, leaning into the wall beside him.

“So the devil does have a weakness.” Arthur’s voice broke him out of his thoughts, startling him. “Two weaknesses. Good to know.”

“Why you- GET OVER HERE!”

Thanks for reading! :D

[stargazeraldroth]

Okay so this MIGHT be weird but I had an idea for a very different version of Underverse that I wanted to share with someone??? I’m never gonna do anything with it (if you end up liking anything from this, as a prompt or idea or story or anything like that, feel free to take it!), but it’s one of those things I gotta get out, you know??? Hope this isn’t a bother!!!

Anyways, basic idea involves borderline platonic yandere Blue and Dream for Ink (because I’m a sucker for it, blame the prompt on AO3 that mentioned the idea), so for his “own good,” they’re the ones who ended up working with XGaster (I’m not sure how they’d meet him- maybe they went to help him that first time instead of Ink, because he was busy or something?) to cause the X-Event. I imagine that their whole reasoning would be them hoping XGaster being a creator in his own right would give them a way to get Ink out from under the thumb of the ones Ink normally has to deal with- Maybe they think there’s a chance the Overwrite button can do something? Or hell, maybe the reason is as simple as wanting to give Ink a soul and believing XGaster has the means to help them. I’m not actually sure!

Just. I don’t know? The idea of Underverse turning into one giant festival of suffering for Ink, as he gets hit with one betrayal after another from people he thought he could trust (Cross, Dream, and Blue). Then Error destroys the Multiverse, and everything just… Keeps falling apart from there.

Again, hope this isn’t weird or a bother- But I’d be interested in hearing what you think of an idea like this, or seeing where you’d take it, or anything like that. Either way, take care, and thank you for reading!!!

Anon, the only thing that's a bother right now is the fact my parents never told me they made another pot of coffee, so there's about half a pot going to waste. With that being said, I'm sorry if this is poorly written because I'm like. Running solely off caffeine from like 4-5 cups of coffee and stress from schoolwork. I was gonna wait to answer this until tomorrow morning, but then I remembered that I'm done work for the day and I have nothing else to do until I randomly go to sleep at like midnight, so.

I feel like I've said this a hundred times before, but even if I have, I'll say it again: I have a thing for platonic yanderes. I don't know what it is about them, but for some reason, I just love them. That goes for yandere characters in general, but that's not the point.

I'm gonna take this one at a time, hopefully it'll help me keep myself organized and I can actually form a coherent idea for once.

I find the idea of Dream and Blue meeting X-Gaster in Ink's place very interesting!! I'm a bit of a stickler for the idea that Ink would never endanger the AUs for whatever reason, no idea if that's canon or all, so this actually works in my favor. I haven't watched Underverse's early episodes in forever (don't think I ever even watched the X-Tale series, oop-), so my memory of why Ink made the deal with X might be a bit muddled.

Anyway, I think it's very believable that those two would want to take some of the workload off Ink's shoulders. They're supposed to be a team, let them help! Ink's a bit reluctant, not just anyone can do these kinds of jobs, but they're so eager to help... oh, alright, fine, you can take the job- but if anything happens, they need to inform him right away! They're absolutely going to do that, no doubt about it, 100%. (They have no intention on doing that)

Anyway, I think their intentions would start out genuine. They really just want to help Ink! They see how overworked he is and he's just one person, it's not right to make him shoulder all this responsibility. The two are wary of Creators due to some unfavorable members (if they found out 1/4 of the stuff I do to Ink for the sake of an AU, they'd have a bounty on my head), so they're not about to let Ink go and meet with one face-to-face. (Again, I have not been refreshed on Underverse lore, so if there's inconsistency I'm. So sorry) He seems to have good intentions, but they're still wary of him.

Actually, here's a potentially interesting idea: Dream and Blue don't start developing into yanderes until after meeting X. Something I usually go with is X-Gaster having his own kind of fixation on Ink, though not necessarily in a romantic or even platonic sense. He admires Ink's power and role, and the two pick up on that- especially Dream. And neither of them like it.

With that being said, I think it's inevitable that Ink would meet X himself at some point. Dream and Blue keep pushing it off, telling him they can handle it, but at some point he puts his foot down and goes to meet X. I think it'd be too complicated to have him not meet him, or maybe this will come back to bite me in the ass, I don't know!

But I'm glad you mentioned that they could be the ones who cause the X-Event, Anon. Using my stickler thing from before, Dream and Blue wouldn't have the same innate sense to weigh the pros and cons for the other AUs, or the AU itself. Sure, they have their moral compasses, but power corrupts people. Power leads to greed, as does greed lead to a hunger for power. And X can be very persuasive when he wants to be, I'm sure. I don't doubt that he would use their fondness for Ink to his advantage (hope I wrote that right), telling them that he can do so many things in return for their help: he can experiment and create Ink a soul of his own, and then he won't need those pesky Creators anymore.

(Or, maybe even better, X-Gaster dangles the possibility of "freeing" Ink from his duties as the Protector. He hints at the possibility of using the OVERWRITE to change Ink's Code, removing his connection to the Creators. All such tempting ideas... they only want what's best for their friend, don't they? Would they really pass up such an opportunity? So many possibilities to play with!)

I think this whole idea can lead to an interesting but painful story of Dream and Blue's obsessive behavior worsening, escalating to the point of becoming full-fledged yanderes. They can't let Ink know the truth about what happened with X-Tale! If he found out they've been keeping things from him... that they had a hand in what happened and what's now happening... oh... oh, he would hate them, wouldn't he? He'd want to stop being their friend! He- he'd leave the Star Sanses and he wouldn't work with them anymore! They can't have that! They can't live with that! They... they won't let him leave them like this!

This could lead to SO MUCH ANGST MATERIAL. Like- imagine the kind of stuff that would go down between Dream and Nightmare! Nightmare can sense so much guilt and shame from Dream, which is so... intriguing! And Cross would probably know about his involvement, considering X-Chara, and Nightmare would eat. That. UP! Dream, Mr. Hugs-&-Smiles himself, being linked to an entire world's devastation? Well, it wouldn't be the first time... (Apple Incident references go BRRRRR-)

From Ink's perspective, the story's probably escalating into a horror story tbh. Like you said Anon, he's getting one hit after the other: an AU was destroyed during the Truce, one betrayal after another, finding out about X-Gaster's madness, Dream and Blue going from liars/backstabbers (or whatever term you wanna use for them) to obsessed yanderes that would do anything to keep him to themselves, Error destroying the AUs... I haven't even talked about Error yet!

For once, I feel there isn't much to say about Error. I was going to say something about him being a yandere, too, but I felt like it took away from Dream and Blue being platonic yanderes. He would either be relishing in Ink's downfall or he'd be like "Damn, that sucks".

Ah, and now I raise another proposal: X-Gaster betrays Dream and Blue. This might be a given, but hear me out! X sticks to his proposal of using the OVERWRITE on Ink, but instead of cutting his connection to the Creators or giving him a soul (or whatever else he filled their heads with), he turns Ink into a relatively mindless weapon at his disposal. This would basically be the equivalent of Ink being blank in Underverse, but he's extra ruthless because X is the one in control.

I'll just let y'all soak with that idea at the end.

(Quick addition: Imagine a kidnapping scene. Let that cook.)

Looking at the post, I think I got everything I wanted to. Again, sorry if this is poorly written or not very cohesive. It's very late for me and I'm very tired, but I know I'm not going to sleep for another hour or so lol. I might revisit this idea tomorrow or something, see if I have any new ideas, but I think this is it for now.

Thank you, Anon, for your ask!! This was fun!!

[mercy-of-the-ashes]

I’m Alive (For Real!)

Wow, I’ve been gone for almost a YEAR! Holy shit!

Alright, I’m alive for real! I just said that in the title. Why am I saying it again? Oh fuck, I can’t believe I’ve been gone for so long. I’m so sorry, I guess burnout really is a thing. I still simp for Haiji, that will never change. And yet I didn’t write anything for his birthday. Yeah, TOO much has happened, it slipped my mind.

Anyway, I’m officially back! I’ll reply to the RPs that are hopefully not dead because of me real soon. Actually, I’ve already done that before starting this post, but I’d like to refresh my memory on them before posting them, and I’m under a time limit right now. Lol I don’t have much time, so gotta go!

[snowyknight-17]

As requested by @gimmebones715 some hurt/comfort Jake and g/n sole. I worked hard on this and I hope people like it 🧣💙

“I think about us.”

TW: Fallout trauma/PTSD episode.

“Aaaannndddd…. DONE!

That should be the last of it.”

Lupe scrambled out from under the memory pod, a smear of grime across her cheek.

For the last few nights she has been working on this memory pod to better assist the chief with settlements run by the ASAMS.

“You sure it’s safe to use? It ain’t gonna shock ‘em or nothin?” Jake was knelt by the back of the machine doing an eye exam of Lupe’s wiring, tightening the occasional screw.

Lupe stretched her back, cracking the strain out it,

“Of course. I mean…I’m sure it’s gonna need some tuning…but it should really do as we planned and help the chief not…electrocute them.”

“Well I don’t want to take any chances. Let’s do another diagnostics check, then I’ll be the first to see how it goes. Once everything is green, I have a great idea for the VR design.”

What a day…

You and Raphael finally made it back to HQ. Clearing out Fallon’s was…tough, but you both found some great scrap.

As you both made your way through security you couldn’t help but chuckle at Raph’s face,

“You ok there buddy? Your face is gonna get stuck like that.”

He turned his scowled face towards you and grumbles,

“You could have warned me we were taking on a super mutant hive. Gonna smell like those green freaks for a week.”

You smile at your grumpy friend,

“My dear how did you not notice the blood bags that decorated the outside?”

“Too busy covering your ass.” His scowl softened as he shook his head, then he mumbled something under his breath along the lines of

“…was right.”

“Hmmm what was that?” You take a friendly jab at his ribs. You and Raph had a great back and forth but something was off tonight. The whole walk back to HQ was quiet, not tense but…weird.

Just then Aiden walked in to the checkpoint, paper work and a mug of coffee in hand.

“You two reek.”

Raphael humphed, “Let me ask you somethin Aiden. They always this reckless?”

You turn to him, a funny look of shock on your face.

“Excuse me?! Reckless?”

Aiden lifted one eyebrow and sipped his coffee,

“Let me guess…they ran in guns blazing, pipboy radio on full blast without so much as a look in your general direction to see if you were following?”

“‘Bout the gist of it.”

Aiden looked between the two of you and sighed, “Yeah you get used to it.”

You take a breath in to argue back when your favorite cowboy walks in,

“Darlin! Good to see you…. Is that slime you got on ya?”

Jake was pointing at post combat viscera that has made its home on your jacket,

“Mmhmm. Super mutant. Wanna hug partner?” Your smile was genuine but Jake was backing away at the thought of mutant grease getting smeared on him,

“Ho that’s ok. Maybe go on and shower then come see me in the comm room. Gotta surprise for ya.”

Clean, refreshed and ready to see this surprise, you made your way to the comm room.

Lupe and Jake were so engrossed in their latest projects, neither heard you enter.

“Eh hem. Don’t work too hard now.” You smile finally being in the presence of Jake; the Amber eyed southern man who came outta no where.

Lupe stood quickly at your entrance and yelled,

“Tada! Whatcha think?”

“The memory pod? I gotta admit I’m curious at this endeavor of yours.”

Jake was by your side now, his hand on your lower back guiding you to it,

“This is a game changer. Gonna make it so much easier to control the ASAMS.”

“How so?”

“Ever place an ASAM and forget to set it to the desired plot? You know built a library instead of a training ground. Or a weapon store instead of food and drink…well now no more trudging all the way back to some boondocks settlement. The ASAMS can be remotely changed. All from the comfort of HQ. You’ll still have to place them manually, but can change their output from here if you need to.”

Lupe had her hands in her overall pockets, a huge smile on her face.

“Yeah and all you have to do is lay in the pod and let the lounger do its program in VR for you. Wait till you see the house Jake decorated.”

Jake had a dusting of pink on his face, eyes down but smiling,

“Huh…well it wasn’t hard to make but I can’t wait for you to see it.”

The sun itself could not out shine their happiness and sense of accomplishment. But you were not as excited.

The last time you sat in this, you relieved some of the greatest trauma you have ever known. Saw your spouse murdered, your infant stolen. You can still hear the bull barrel go off, Shaun’s screams carry on in echoes down vault halls.

A shiver runs through you and your skin pricks up. You’re cold and if you breathed out hard enough, you’re sure you could see your breath.

Small spaces were…not the same. And you were uneasy at the thought of being in any pod like space.

“Darlin?”

“Darlin?” Jake has his hands on your shoulders, looking deep in your eyes,

You shook slightly and stared back at him and smiled a weak smile. You had spaced out.

“Hey there partner. You doin alright?”

“Yeah,” you squeak,

“I’m fine just thinking was all.”

Jake didn’t look convinced and rubbed his hands down your arms, slowly returning your warmth.

“Um you feel ok to try it out? It needs to tune itself to your brain waves and all that. Won’t take but a moment?”

You nod your head, explaining that you have just been busy lately and not eating enough or sleeping enough, running through your list of excuses that you use once a week or so to explain gaps in performance. Then you put your brave face on and follow Jake and Lupe’s instructions.

But you can’t really hear them. All you hear is the sound of sitting in leather and you remember that’s how it sounded first getting settled in your cryo pod. Your eyes are starting to sting as sharp tears force their way through. Then the door closes, you hear it close but it’s loud. It hisses and makes this vacuum sound as it locks all the other air from getting in.

Overheard you hear Jake’s muffled voice. You’re cold and hot at the same time. Jake’s out there and you’re about to get stuck in this pod. What if you can’t get out? What if another 200 years go by you? Jake would be gone, your son would be gone and you’d never find him.

No you can’t lose like this. Not again.

It’s very hard to breath now but before you can pound on the glass pleading for help to get out, a vision appears and you start to hear Jake’s voice.

He can’t hear you but you can hear him. Your vision goes black and fades to blue. Soon shapes appear and turn into furniture. Furniture you recognize.

Your blue kitchen set, your mixer, your red couch.

This was your house. Your prewar house. Some things were different though and you noticed your anxiety slipping away.

Then Jake’s voice lifted through the fog in your mind,

“Ok Darlin’ go ahead to the grid on the wall by the television set, I’ll guide you from there.”

You listened, you did as he said and changed a store type in sanctuary. Jake gave his praise and said to have a look around before coming out. All you had to do was open the front door to exit the VR.

You felt like you were moving through deep water. It was hard to get the hang of things. It didn’t help that you were so triggered from all the memories. This was your house.

Before the bombs.

When you had a family. A baby. A mate. Happy times for the most part. You looked at the sink and remembered giving Shaun his first bath in there. He was so little but loved the warm, lavender scented water. As you turned, you saw your spouse sipping on a cold drink and they gave you a wink reminding you of this one time when you were intimate on these counters.

You smile at them and they smile back before turning into a teddy bear wearing combat armor, looking over sheets of blueprints.

As you look around more you notice Laura’s picture. A sweet little girl smiling for her daddy on his workshop table. Her overalls had all kinds of tools and rolls of duct tape in the pockets. She has pigtails. Your finger tips gently touch the photo of Jake’s daughter. You have not met her yet, but you already consider her family. The warm sound of the washing machine takes your focus and it’s Jake’s scarf on the hood. It’s just out of reach, but you imagine it’s soft and smells like him; evergreen soap and engine musk.

You’re starting to calm down. This was yours and Jake’s house. A place for Shaun and Laura too.

It took a minute, but this was what you wanted. Family. Home. Your kid back in your life and Jake as your lover. It was starting to feel good and in the back of your mind, you hoped this is what he wanted too.

Crying again. You seemed to cry a lot when you thought about your future. But with all these friends and allies and settlements, your future was looking brighter with each ASAM placement.

You felt silly and went to the bathroom to freshen up, but as you looked in the mirror you were haunted to see the face of Kellogg. He smirked at you and said something you couldn’t hear. You backed up suddenly, hair standing on its ends. Your spouse’s killer was standing there matching your head movements, talking without making noise. In fact there was no noise. Just the blood in your ears.

Blood in your ears followed by far away sirens.

Utter panic was setting in. You’re sweaty and chilly and ready to bolt. You run to the front door, getting it open, only to be met with,

“Good morning! Vault Tec calling.”

The yellow trench coat and trilby hat unmistakable. Except he was not right. His face was burned off, unbelievable scarring, skin hanging off in strips but he was smiling just like that October morning…

“Darlin?! Shit! Lupe get Cassandra in here pronto!”

You struggled as Jake pulled you out. Your arms flailing in fight mode. You hear him but can’t quite see him.

He’s here but he’s not, you’re so scared you’re gonna lose him, you’re saying something but it makes no sense. Like trying to speak in a dream.

There’s a pain in your shoulder…then nothing.

*many hours of chem induced slumber later*

It feels like fur. You breathe in and smell the unmistakable scent of your best friend. Dogmeat has a nice dog smell. Fur, campfire, corn chips…

You squeeze his paw and he shifts to snuggle closer, giving your nose a single lick.

“H-hey…there you are.”

You open your eyes and see blue and red, followed by a well kept beard.

“Darlin you had me so worried.”

Jake started to sparkle into your sight. He wore a face of relief as your eyes met. He looked tired, but he was still so beautiful.

“Hey handsome.” Your mouth was dry, your eyes crusty in the corners.

“You’ve been asleep for hours. Cass gave you a fat dose of calmex and you went out fast. I carried you here and stayed for a while but then I went back to see if maybe we wired something wrong…”

His voice was drifting off as he spoke, you were just so happy to be here with him. Be back in HQ. You couldn’t help it, you stretched out and hugged that wonderful man; to feel him against you, make sure he was real.

He returned the gesture, he hugged you back gently then a little firmer,

“Darlin,” he spoke quietly, “What happened? You wanna talk about it?”

As you let go of him, the warmth only he can give, slips away and you just want him back. So you invite him on your bed and he sits next to you, his strong arm around your body. You both watch Dogmeat readjust himself at the foot of the bed and you both smile as he plops down on both of yours feet.

You sit like this for a little before speaking,

“It wasn’t your wiring dear that’s for sure. Call it PTSD, a panic attack, anxiety…I thought I was fine until I got closer to the memory pod. I was in one once while I searching for the Institute, and i relived my experience through the eyes of my mate’s killer…”

You explained the whole thing. Everything you experienced. Your prewar memories of that fateful October day, your spouse’s murder, when your baby was kidnapped…

How being in the tight space of the memory lounger gave you muscle memory of the cryo pod that froze you.

The whole thing.

Now Jake knew some of it, but not to this extent. And he never said a word. He let you speak giving the occasional squeeze with his arm around you as you spoke.

This vault dweller, prewar relic, gorgeous human being, was burrowing a hole into his heart and he was gonna be there for you every step of the way.

You stopped speaking, your nightmare over. Jake nodded his head and turned to you when he was sure you were done,

“I’am so sorry darlin’. I mean I knew some of what you went through, but…well…this has shined more light on your story…”

He pulled you closer, and before he could speak, you did.

“Ya know, all I could think about was losing you. Not having you around anymore. When that lounger closed I was afraid another 200 years was gonna go by, I’d be lost to time again.”

“Darlin I need you to listen to me,”

Jake turned so he was facing you, your faces close but not too intimately,

“I will do what I can to keep you safe. I promise to be there for ya. I’d never want to put you in a dangerous situation.” He was rubbing your arms, pressed his forehead to yours, “Darlin…I can’t do this without you.”

His voice was getting heavy with emotion. Even though Jake plants himself in the comm room while you’re wadding through the wastes, he has been there for you when you get back. He always listens to you, laughs with you, eats with you. Your friendship was blooming into something rare, something real.

“Hey…I liked the little touches in the VR house…did you do that?”

A smile crept into his pretty eyes and he chuckled,

“Noticed that did ya? Yeah I spent some time programming familiar things for the both of us. I thought it could…well…foreshadow our life to come.”

“You think of us? As a couple?” You could feel your heart skip a beat. Up till now your ‘relationship’ was not romantically intimate. You knew you both cared for each other and expressed that in quality time, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want more.

Your flirty comebacks could turn into lusty pillow talks, the brush of your hands in passing turning into passionate touches behind closed doors…hell you’d settle for breakfast in bed; but he wants to make a home with you…

“Absolutely I think of us. I think of finding Laura, finding Shaun, winning this blood bath of a war. Darlin sometimes I’m downright selfish with my thoughts about you. Having you all to myself, in our own little house…I think about it a lot actually. Us.

The kids.

A home.

It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

As if on que, Dogmeat lifted his head and licked his chops, eyeing you both down and earning a laugh from you both.

Jake patted the mattress calling the shepherd over, “Of course you can live with us. Ain’t nothing better than a family dog.”

He nestled between the two of you and huffed as he laid down.

As the three of you rested, nestled together, you feel lighter than you have in weeks. Jake had that effect on you.

Jake Evans.

A man you met 210 years into your future, through a series of insane events…well let’s just say you’re grateful. Grateful, happy and all that good stuff. Nothing could have brought you greater comfort than knowing you have a bright future ahead with him as your man.

[larussolawrence]

Alright so I rewatched season 4 and 5. I hadn’t watched both since they were released. I loved season 4 but I was too busy at the time to rewatch it. After rewatching it this time around, I fell in love with it all over again. It was such a perfect season. I did notice that Johnny jokingly called Miguel a creampuff. Guess the writers wanted to use it again lol. What helped me follow the flow of everything was watching 1-2 episodes a day. Once I finished the season 4 finale, I started season 5 which helped A LOT. I guess I didn’t realize how much of season 5 I blocked out in my memory. It was nice watching the transition from the finale flow into the next season. I didn’t remember how season 5 took place during the summer and realize that it wasn’t until episode 5 when Johnny and Daniel were in a scene together! That fight when Silver attacked Daniel was so good to see again. He’s a sinister dude! I totally thought the footage that was going to be uploaded was Tory breaking her hand! Man I had forgotten a lot. Of course I skipped over the stupid Johnny and Carmen scenes and Kreese scenes. I also realized that it had been a minute since Robby got to practice at Mr. Miyagi’s. For season 3 he was in juvie. Season 4 he was in Cobra Kai. I was glad that he and Daniel forgave each other. As for right now, I feel refreshed for sure.

After rewatching seasons 4 and 5, I think Terry Silver has to return in either of the next two parts. It feels like he still isn’t done yet, you know? If he were to come back, he’d definitely go after Daniel and Kreese. Who knows. Also, would Tory finally reveal that Kim and Silver were responsible for smashing her hand? I mean now that she’s back in Cobra Kai and competing under Kim as one of her senseis, there’s gotta be bad blood right? Anywho, I just wanted to post my thoughts. Ok and one more thing, when the season 6 trailer came out it was composed of everything that we saw in part 1. Does that mean when part 2 comes out there’ll be another trailer? Maybe Jon Hurwitz will answer that on Twitter. I’m going to be patient until then! Everything since part 1 came out has been great :)

[gyunmireu]

Hi hi hii!!!! How are you doing??

I found your blog cause I was searching for material on best teacher baek aND THERE IS NOTHING AROUND??? It’s literally a crime cause it’s an absolutely fantastic series, I literally binged it in one night and now I’m waiting for the hiatus to be over :((

So I don’t know if you’re taking requests right now? I don’t even know what kind of genres you’d be willing to write but tbh at this point so long as I get fed with something I’m fine with anything.

I wanted to ask if you could write something for Namgung Su (or Soo I’ve seen it written in both ways so idk) x reader. Every time I see that man I get mad over how good looking he is (tbh it probably runs in the family cause have you seen Namgung Jaehak?)

Anyways remember to stay hydrated!!! It’s important to drink lots of water right now since it’s so hot (at least it is in my country and all around)

Byeeeeeee

(warning, long message incoming:)

Hey there!! I'm going good, thank you for asking (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

You're so right, the lack of content is an absolute crime 😭 I wish we had a ton of other writers too but oh well, you just gotta make content where there is none if you want some...

To answer your questions one by one:

— I am currently not taking requests BUT I will make a post when I do so that you can send in a request then because I'm doing my last year of degree college and I'm absolutely swamped and drained and my writing motivation is all over the place. I might likely open requests back around Nov, when my exams for this sem would be done with, but take that with a grain of salt cause I'm not a trustworthy person with time estimates lol

— when you say genres, what exactly do you mean? cause like, I usually do fluff and angst (I prefer doing fluff the most) and I'm trying my hand at writing steamy or smut scenes but I have no experience in this regard so I would not advertise it due to my lack of skills in this department... I'm good with writing plot focused fics, but for character fics, I tend to lean more to romance type fics, or something like hurt/comfort where the reader cares for a character. I can write aus and stuff as well but again, I'm not very confident doing it for short fics because I run the risk of making a character ooc and that's my worst nightmare lol.

I'm best at writing fem reader, pretty moderate at gender neutral (I just started it recently so I'm still learning my way around it) and I have never done a male reader until now but I could try. Request at your own risk tho 😭

— I haven't considered Namgung Su, but I could try if you want? I can't guarantee that it would be good but I'm willing to try :) the only issue is that I've read BTB months ago now, and I binged it in like 3 days. Case in point, it's been quite a while since I last read it so I'll need to reread it to refresh my memory for all the characters. Like I mentioned before, college is currently kicking my ass so I'm not gonna be able to reread it until Oct/Nov. But I will keep in mind to look out for Namgung Su when I do the rereading for you!

(also, you're right, he's absolutely gorgeous for no viable reason. the genes are too powerful here...)

It's rainy season over here so I'm in fact tired of the water falling from the sky 😂 thank you for the concern tho, I appreciate it 💕 You remember to stay hydrated as well! Take care ♡

[kamiversee]

That sanemi anon ask woke me up from my hibernation. Sanemi is literally my reason for living and I NEED THAT ANON TO BE MY BSF RIGHT NOW !!!!!!

I’m creaming all over the walls and I just saw “🕺” anon’s ask right now. I totally agree I NEED a sanemi fic written by you. There aren’t any good enough fics about him and the way you write everyone is so delicious.

YOU WRITING SSANEMI SMUT WOULD MAKE ME CREAM SO NARRDDD. RAHHHGGGGGGG 🦅🦅🦅

-🍦

I gotta watch the newest demon slayer season so I can get more of his personality down & refresh my memory first but if I do post like a one shot or smth for him, it’d be on my second acc :3

He is so very VERY fine tho. I need him lowk UGH

[alieinthemorning]

Drift Away [Queen Bee | Chloé Bourgeois]

Content: Angst, Songfic, Song: Drift Away (Steven Universe)

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Here in the Garden Let’s play a game

“Pound it!”

I’ll show you how it’s done

“Pollen, buzz off.”

Here in the Garden Stand very still

“Time to return it, Chloé.”

This’ll be some much fun

“...of course.”

And then she smiled That’s what I’m after

“When I need you again, I come for you, Queen Bee.”

A smile in her eyes The sound of her laughter

“I promise you can count on me, Ladybug!”

Happy to listen

Her idol trusted her!

Happy to play

She wasn’t going to let her down.

Happily watching her drift away

Because she promised.

Happily waiting All on my own

She was so excited to be Queen Bee

Under the endless sky

She had her father purchase her a large projection lamp with a bee on it.

Counting the seconds

So the moment an Akuma attack happened,

Standing alone

She could let Ladybug know she was ready and available. 

As thousands of years go by

Because she promised.

Happily wondering

Night after night

Will Ladybug need her for the next battle?

Is this how it works?

Another new hero?

Am I doing it right?

But she was right here…

Happy to listen

No— she just had to have faith

Happy to stay

And wait.

Happily watching her drift away

Because she promised.

You keep on turning pages for

She should have known.

People who don’t care about you

Every eye roll,

Every sneer,

Every time she brushed her off,

Every time she said something under breath.

And still, it takes you ages to see that no one’s there

Just like the rest.

See that no one’s there

Like her mother and father.

See that no one’s there

Like her sister.

Everyone’s gone on without you

Like her childhood best friend.

Finally something Finally news About how the story ends

She knew it.

She doesn’t exist now

Queen Bee had lost her crown.

Replaced by Vesperia

To another.

Tossed away again

Left alone in her destroyed hive.

Isn’t that lovely? Isn’t that cool? And isn’t that cruel And aren’t I the fool to have

She promised.

Happily listened

She believed her.

Happy to stay

She waited.

Happily watching her drift

As Ladybug left her

Drift

Like everyone

Drift away

Always did.

“Chloé Bourgeois, I am Shadow Moth.”

Reposting the original end note because I still stand by it:

Okay, so I have feelings! Basically! We were talking about how Marinette came to be the Guardian, which led me to have to refresh my memory. And it's kinda fucked up, that the only reason why Chloé even joined HM, was because he kinda sort spit some facts.

Because tbh, what has LB done for Chloé. Not a damn thing. Which would be fine, because she doesn't owe her anything, of course. BUT, she does treat her like shit. As she would if she were Marinette. Which is like, you gotta keep your hero beef and civilian beef separated, girl. Anyway, besides being hated by virtually every person in Paris, the one person she looks up to, couldn't give two shits about her.

And you know what? That fucking sucks! To have literally no one! So yeah, fuck it. Let the world burn. [Also no, this is Marinette salt or bashing nor is it salt or bashing against any other character. It's just straight facts.]

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[kegbasher]

For the book asks 📚: 1, 15, 19, and 20

1. book you’ve reread the most times?

i’m a big rereader partially bc my memory is shit and partially bc i find each read of a book is a unique and enjoyable experience lol but the book(s) i’ve read the most have to be the Chronicles of Narnia. obviously the nostalgia factor plays into that and the fact that they’re children’s books means they’re quick and easy reads, but i find the hope and sense of adventure in the series just so refreshing and inspiring so I’ll grab one of the books whenever i need a bit of that. i’m actually planning a narnia tattoo bc the series was so formative for me

15. recommend and review a book.

if literally anyone else asked me this question it wouldn’t have been nearly as hard but we’ve read so much of the same stuff and have recommended most of the rest of it to each other already and i scoured my storygraph and nothing stood out that I haven’t recommended but think you’d like sooo i’m gunna be annoying and hype up a recommendation i’ve already given you 😬 Gregor the Overlander is the first book in a series by Suzanne Collins (of Hunger Games fame) and it follows the story of this kid who falls down a grate in the laundry room of his apartment complex and finds an entire civilization underground. there are humans down there, but there are also sentient giant bats, rats, roaches, and spiders which sounds a little weird but if a book manages to bring me to tears over a damn cockroach, you know it’s gotta be good. it’s also probably part of why i like bats so much lol but anyway Gregor finds out the underlanders have a prophecy about him which he wants nothing to do with til some shit happens. it’s similar to percy jackson in that you’ve got this prophecy outlining the story and setting up expectations but it keeps you on your toes and is still so intriguing to actually watch it unfold. it’s middle grade but it’s complex and like the Hunger Games it doesn’t shy away from heavy topics and deals with them realistically but in a way that’s accessible for a younger audience if that makes sense? also i love the characters and the way they interact with each other so much. i know i’ve mentioned it to you before but the two main characters remind me a lot of Shasta and Aravis in The Horse and His Boy and that’s just such a fun dynamic

19. most disliked popular books?

i answered this in slightly more detail in my last ask but i am an unapologetic Sarah J Maas and Colleen Hoover hater 😬

20. what are things you look for in a book?

at the very base level, a story and characters that are compelling to me. i read mostly sci-fi and fantasy, but as someone who studied and teaches literature, i do actively try to read a little bit of everything. it’s good to get out of your literary comfort zone sometimes lol that being said, the writing style can really make or break a book for me. i’ve picked up books with really intriguing premises and then struggled to get through them or didn’t finish bc the style was distracting or not to my taste or sometimes just plain not good… i admit to probably having higher than average standards for that kinda thing but a lifetime of reading (aaand taking dozens of literature classes) can do that to you lol