#PLEASEEE IM DESPERATE I REMEMBER IT BEING SO GOOD

[hey-sparcs]

Irondad Fic Finding Help!!

UPDATE: FOUND! fic in comments tysm!!!!!

I’ve searched high and low for this fic, and now im begging for help. I read it on ao3 in the last 2-3 months, no idea the length but i think its on the longer side (over 5k, probably?).

The main scene im looking for is peter and tony having a fight/shouting match in a parked car, with tony in the driver’s seat. Im 95% sure the fight was about peter’s struggling mental health. and it was something like tony being upset how slow the progress was, or upset that peter thought he was fine when he so clearly was not. Tony yells something out of line and instantly regrets it at the way peter tenses up, and peter exits the car when tony tries to apologize. Tony calls out to him something along the lines of “cmon kid, at least let me drive you home” and peter refuses, walking back to his and May’s apartment I believe.

The last hint that I can offer is that 95% of the irondad fics in my history involve trans or queer peter. I’ve read only a handful that weren’t. This could be one of those that isnt, but im not sure. If it was queer peter, I dont know whether this was a coming out story or if he was already out.

I’d be so grateful to anyone who can find this, Ive read so much irondad recently trying to locate it in my history has been impossible. pls ask any questions below!!

[octostampdx]

i saw your response to my insane ramblings and I LOVE THAT??? THATS SO FUCKING GOOD I LOVE THE IDEA OF IT BEING A FUCKING. TOGO (OR AT LEAST THE EQUIVALENT)

it makes it even funnier when you remember the rides at weighou world are described as being rackety and breaking apart at the shawms.. togo went defunct YEARS ago they dont even OFFER rollercoasters anymore

what if its like. an arrow dynamics situation . where they just buy offhand parts in a Desperate bid to keep the Wahoocoaster opben

TOGO WOULD BE SO FUNNY like every togo i have heard of that still exists is in pretty rough shape

(my home park is canada's wonderland and i'm forever perplexed that some italian park decided to purchase it when cw put it up for sale, given how old it is and how maintenance must be hard and nonstandard... but im happy because they gave it a new lease on life :D i only rode skyrider once and it unfortunately was in my era when i didn't take too much joy in inversions. i'd love to ride any manufacturer's standup coaster someday to compare the experience! having my feet lifted off the floor of the train was wild)

pleaseee the random offhand parts is killinh me 😭😭😭 at least arrow coasters are rather standard/very common internationally/ + i remember reading something about vekoma having near identical track design and specifications. so what if the wahoo world coaster has a scarcity of parts...

wahoocoaster is a rusted togo death machine in my mind palace i guess HELPPP

[blazeismyname]

AGHHH, STAY SAFEE PLEASEEE!!!! CARMILLA ISNT RWADY TO MAKE YOU A MECH YET!!!!! (Trynna stay ligh hearted but for real, stay safe!)

Also! Will be making a Master do as soon as possible since this thread is a mess! It will most likely be started around next week, before I start the actual writing (for clarity for myself and others who are desperately trying to keep track of this thread LMAO-)

I screamed like, multiple times throughout your post and have started literally growling when I get excited thinking about this btw, it's getting insane.

ANYWAYS!!! TOO MY IDIOT RANTS!

OHMIGOSH- Everyone being from different places in Europe all forming together at this castle... it leans so hard into the vibrant cast and misfit vibes they're giving off while also being kinda parallel to canon with all the Mechs being from different parts of space!!!! I'm consuming them allll.... Jonny and Nastya have to be adopted then because I refuse to think about French Jonny-

UGH AND CARMILLA THREATENING MAMA BEAR ON ANYONE WHO THINKS BRIAN BEING ODD IS BAD... IM FALLING TO ME KNEES AND SLAMMING THE GROUND AND SOBBING.... AND LIKE, THE IDEA OF AN OFF HANDED, "Grab me the wrech rust head." IS KILLINF ME- AND ALSO HER THREATENINF MARIUS BUT AINCE BRIAN IS SO KIND AND EVERYTHING HE JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD LIKE "Mama, please don't hurt anyone"

AGH, YOU PUT THEIR WHOLE RELATIONSHIP INTO WORDS BETTER AGHHH

TAHNKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU FOR COMPLIMWNTING MY WRITING, ILL GO INTO IN A BIT, BUT IT MEANS EVERYTHING

Agahgahghagagaggagghggg, Nastya telling Jonny sorry and tucks the rose.. Gravels and sobs... Carmilla probably hesitating from upstairs... Ugh, and Jonny feeling betrayed (he's not being betrayed, this is literally for the best) and he probably acted horribly to her after she does hee silly little magic glow (I LOVED THAT PART BTW)

UGH- AND BRIAN GETTING AUDITORY SENSORY OVERLOAD... GROWLS!!! It also makes me think about him mayhe having some physical sensory issues? Like, he's been through a lot of physical through, so maybe, even if his skin is now metal, he's more prone to shutting down with too much feelings or at certain feelings? Idk, just a thought

AND YES, BRIAN HELPING JONNY EITH HIS SENSORY ISSUES... THE AUTISTIC MEN......... UGHH...........

AND ALL FOURS JONNY HES JUST AGHHH... WHEN BRIAN MAKES IT TO THE ROSE (maybe, on a second thought, it's been a good time, and Aurora kinda guides him to it to show him how little time there is (its doesnt come acrosss sadly)) AND JONNY FINDS HIM AND GETS ON ALL FOURS.. ANGRILY GROWLING AND BRIAN FALLS TO THE GROUND, STSRTING TO CRY AS JONNY CLAWS FORWARD, SCREAMING AND YELLING!!!@ AND ALSO ITD REALLY HIT BRIAN IN THE TRAUMA- this is um... derailed from the all fours

Marius would absolutely. And somehow nobody notices until Lyf... Marius is bragging about his height, and Lyf is like, "Bastard, you are wearing shoes that are half your height to be taller. Nu uh."

UGH, AND THE SILLY CONFESSIONS!!! GROWLS-

Also, consider the garden being overruned until Brian comes along and fixes it because gardening Brian... ahgghgahdhbdnem

OH UH. I WAS SINGING LOST IN THE COSMOS AND HAD AN IDEA.. I CAN BARELY REMEMBER BUT I THINK IT HAD TO DO WITH HIM BEING LONELY. ILL EXXPAMD ON THAT LATER SINCE I FORGOR AND ITS GETTING LATE

Also, not talking about anything... Just want to say thank yall for putting up with my annoying autistic ass and every time you compliment my writing, it makes me feel so good. I have a kinda trauma (idk if it's really that??? It might be) with people I trusted going behind my back and calling my writing shit and to hear unbiased people say it's good makes me so fuckin happy... This whole thread also makes me feel part of something really fun and good and I'm so proud of everyone who contributed hehe

Anyways. Thanks. I'm gonna go post some doodles and get back to writinngggg

Beauty and the Beast, but it's the Mechanisms.

Jonny must be the beast because feral Jonny and the whole heart thing... prove me wrong.

Tim or Brian is Belle.

Rest of the Mechs are the servants in the Beast's house. With an exception for Marius as Gaston cause I can totally fucking see it. He would suck at it though because it's Marius. And also, short Marius HC.

This is probably not new. But it's been brewing in my head for a good few months, ever since I put my Mechs OC in the iconic Belle dress.

[mk-tozier]

BRAT| RICHIE TOZIER X READER

@softbumble asked: I was wanting a smut with Richie x quiet reader where the reader is acting like a brat and Richie decides to teach them some manners.

17-18 years old or whatever age you want idc lmao

I’m sorry if this is bad or not what you wanted, I’m also gonna be kinda slow on requests, I’m trying the best as i can. Also sorry if its short or kinda rushed I’ve been kinda busy!

It’s kinda bad and very repetitive. Thats on me tho cuz its rushed. Again sorry if this is not what you had in mind. I was also writing this with the IQ of 2 because my brain was not working after taking a 1 hour and a half science test and then a math test right after so please excuse the absolute chaos this writing is.

warnings: smut, language, slight choking, degrading, teasing, fingering, overstimulation, idk man’, unedited as hell

I sat in Bill’s living room, next to Richie, sitting on the couch. An hour before me and Richie were at home, fingers tangled in each others hair, He trailed kisses down my neck, leaving hickeys and love bites on my neck as he played with the waistband of my underwear, teasing me and rubbing my clit through it. Then we got a call from Bill asking to hangout and Richie being Richie said we’ll go and left me unsatisfied. So now i was stuck on the couch, bored and horny. “why do you look so upset y/n, did something happen?” Ben asks. “No I’m just tired, thats all.” i said sweetly, but shooting Richie a glare. He smirked, before looking back at the tv which was playing some movie that i had no interest in. Bill and Stan were setting things up, getting snacks from the kitchen, board games from the closet, getting things together. I wasn’t exactly sure what we were doing but we were waiting for them to finish up.

Stan came into the living room, placing a bowl of chips onto the table. “Heyy stanny boyyyyyyyyyyy” I giggled, i have no idea why but i made myself laugh. “hey Y/n” He smiled. “you’re my twin” i say. “how so?” he asks, seeming genuinely interested in what i had to say. “We’re both quiet, sassy, funny” i stop to send Stan a wink at the word ‘funny’ “and cool people” I smile brightly. “i agree” he shakes his head, smiling. I look over to see a annoyed Richie. Hes very easy to make jealous, thats whats fun about him. Stan walked out of the room to continue helping Bill. “flirting with another guy” Richie muttered to himself, in a growl. I put my hand on Richies thigh. He looked over at me. “what’re you doing?” he growls again. “nothing” i shrug. I lay my head on his shoulder.

time skip

i layed with Richie comfortablely, My hand still on his thigh. The boys finished setting everything up, putting on ‘The Goonies’. I moved my hand higher up Richies thigh, closer to his manhood. I looked up at him, Richies jaw clenched. “Richieeee” i whined into his ear. “what?” he replies. “i need youuuu.” i whine again, kissing his neck. “wait until we get home” he mutters. “but i need you now” i brush my hand against his clothed dick, feeling it harden a bit. “baby pleaseee” “I said wait until we get home” Richie growls into my ear. I huff but listen to him, keeping my hand on his thigh. He moves my hand off his thigh and onto the couch. I huff again, annoyed, hes being no fun. I wait a few minutes before putting my hand back on his thigh. “princess, stop it” he whispers into my ear. I ignore him, moving my hand closer to his manhood. “if you dont stop I’ll have to punish you” he growls. I stop moving my hand, leaving it directly on his hard-on. Richie keeps his eyes on the tv, jaw clenched and anger in his eyes. Just what i wanted. I began to palm Richie through his joggers, causing his breath to hitch. He grabbed my wrist, moving it away from my pants. “I just remembered i told my parents that I’d have Y/n over for dinner, they love her so they insist in inviting her to dinners. they’ll kill me if I’m late so we gotta go” Richie says to the losers, they nod understanding. He pulls me through the living room and out the door, shutting it behind him. “what the fuck was that?!?” Richie growls. He gets on his bike, i get on the back, wrapping my arms around him. “answer me” “its your fault, you said we could go to Bill’s, maybe if you werent such a tease then i wouldnt of done what i did” I snap back. “Acting like a brat now, are we?” he says, pedalling faster

When we arrived to the house Richie threw his bike to the ground on his front lawn, he dragged me inside, the door unlocked. Richie pushed me against the wall, attacking my neck. “Made me lie to the losers because you were so needy” He mumbled against my neck. “Needy slut can’t even wait until we get home” Richie says before beginning to suck and lick at my soft spot. I moan from the unexpected contact. “you like that? hmm?”  i nod my head. Richie trails down my neck, kissing my cleavage, his hands roam under my shirt. “Rich, not here” i gasp. “Its my house, we can fuck wheverever the hell i want” He grumbled. Richie picks me up, walking up the stairs, continuing to attack my neck with hickies. He pushes open his bedroom door, kicking it closed when we enter the room, throwing me on the bed. Richie quickly takes off his shirt, throwing it somewhere, revealing his pale skin and skinny frame. He walks over to the bed, getting on top of me, arms on both sides of my body. Richie takes off my shirt, throwing it behind him. He kisses around my bra and down my stomach, kissing the skin right before my shorts/skirt, leaving hickies along the way, getting closer to where i needed him the most. “Rich, please” I whine. “please what? Use your words” “i need you, please” i whine again. “bad girls dont get what they want, beg for it.” He growls into my ear, the raspiness of his voice and the lust in his eyes made me want him more, a wetness pooling in my underwear. Richie unclasped my bra, attacking my breasts, licking and sucking at one nipple as he fondled with the other breast. “please Richie, i need you inside me so bad, your fingers, your tongue, anything, i just need you. so, so, so bad Rich” I beg. “such a needy slut, you’ll use anything to get off, won’t you? so desperate for my cock, huh” Richie kisses down my stomach, removing my shorts/skirt. “you’re so wet for me. you’re my little whore, just begging for my cock.I barely touched you and you’re all riled up?”  Richie smirks.  

He puts his thumb on my clit, rubbing me through my underwear, i moan, satisfaction running through me. Richie rubbed my clit slowly, applying pressure. “please Rich, please i need you inside of me.” I whine. “Such a impatient needy slut, can’t wait to feel my fingers inside of you, falling apart just from a little touch” He pulls down my underwear slightly, blowing air onto my clit. “such a little whore, all soaked” Richie pushes one finger into me, thrusting slowly, i moan loudly, before biting my lip. “faster Rich please” i let out quickly. He speeds up his pace, lifting himself to my lips. Richie connects his lips with mine, kissing me softly, sometimes he can’t help himself and he’ll kiss me softly or passionately, he’ll never admit it but he has a soft spot. Richie curls his finger, hitting a different angle, causing me to moan into the kiss. “you like that? hmm?“ I nod my head moaning, my hips buck, the familiar pit in my stomach growing, i clenched around his finger. Richie enters another finger, thrusting quickly. My hips buck again, i moan loudly, letting my hands go to his hair, tugging. “fuck, rich im gonna cum” i whine, clenching around his fingers. I feel my release pulsing through me. Richie pulls his fingers out, i whine, annoyed. “riiich” “Bad girls dont get to cum” He says before licking his fingers. “you always taste so good princess” Richie connects my lips with his once again, shoving his tongue in my mouth, sucking on my bottom lip. He pulls away, lowering himself. Richie licks a stripe up my pussy unexpectedly. “Rich!” i squeal. He swirls his tongue around my clit and down to my slit. Richie licks my clit slowly, holding my thighs. I bite my lip, holding back the sounds. He begins speeding up the pace, drawing little circles on my thighs with his fingers.

Richie starts licking slower before sucking on my clit, i cover my mouth, whining. Richie sits up, grabbing my hand. “let me hear you, dont cover your mouth. i want everyone to hear what a slut you are, let them know that you’re mine” He says before lowering himself, beginning to suck on my clit again. “Rich! Fuck!” i gasp, causing him to suck on my clit faster, i could feel the pit in my stomach growing already. My hips bucked into his mouth, i tugged on his hair. “Richieee baby im close” i groaned. He sucked faster, licking at my clit, swirling and moving his tongue. My hips bucked again as i let out an aspirated moan. “I’m gonna cum, fuck” i moaned, Richie pulled away quickly. “Riiiich.” I whine. “I told you, bad girls dont get to cum” he leans over me, arms on both sides of me again. “Maybe next time you’ll learn your lesson, flirting with Stan and acting like a brat? You had it coming” Richie whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “Needy slut” He mumbles. He connects our lips once again, my hands travel to his hair, playing with it. Richie grinds against my heat, groaning into the kiss,his hard on rubbing me through his joggers. “Rich i need you, please. I know I’m a bad girl, please i learned my lesson, I’ll behave i promise”

“Yeah? You want this cock? Huh?” “Yes. Please richie.” “Good girl, begging for me so well. You’re gonna behave?” “Yes i will.  i promise rich. I’ll be patient and i wont flirt with anyone, I’m yours and only yours” Richie groans. He gets off the bed, taking offf his joggers, his dick clearly showing through his boxers, is it up, helping him remove them. “Eager brat” Richie chuckles, he crawls onto the bed, pushing me onto my back. He looks up at me, his tip nearing my entrance. I nod, letting him know to go ahead. Richie slowly enters me, groaning, his precum leaking into my entrance. “So wet and warm for me” he groans. “Rich” i plead. Richie starts to thrust into me slowly, i moan, finally getting the pleasure i wanted. “Can Stanley fuck you this good? Huh?” Richie picks up the pace. I shake my head, whining. “Does his dick fill you up like this?” “N-no only you do.” I gasp. “Who’s are you?” He thrusts faster, groaning. “I’m yours Rich, only yours.” Richie groans again, he leans over, sucking on my neck, leaving dark purple bruises. My back arches and i moan loudly. He hovers over me again. “You’re mine” his words made the pit in my stomach grow, Richie puts his hand around my neck, making me moan. “You like that? You like when i choke you like the little toy you are.” He growls. I whimper, nodding my head. “You like using my hand as a necklace, hm? You like when i use you as my little sex toy?” Richie groans, i moan, his words sending me over the edge, my hips start bucking as i clench around him. “Are you gonna cum, princess?” I nod my head “yes richie. I’m gonna cum, please let me cum” I whimper again. “Go ahead doll, cum for me, cum all over my cock. I wanna see you” He whispers into my ear, completely sending me over the edge, making me cum harshly, my vision blurred from all the pleasure hitting me. “AH! RICH!” Richie chuckles,  kissing my cheek. His fast pace continues, the grip on my neck loosening a bit. “Rich.” I whimper. “You wanted my dick, you’re getting it. You’re gonna take it until i cum, is that alright?” I nod, moaning from overstimulation. “You like that baby? You like how I’m using you as my little cocksleeve?” He groans into my ear. I nod, whining. Richies thrusts start to falter, getting sloppier. I can feel my high coming back, the pit in my stomach starting again. My hips buck again, clenching around Rich. He groans, making me clench around his dick more. “B-Baby you close again?” He says, shutting his eyes. “Mhm” “cum again for me. I’m here, its okay.” He thrusts rougher into me, his head falling back in pleasure. I whine, his pleasure sending me over the edge, cumming. Richie groans, his dick twitching inside of me. “I’m close. Shit. You fuck so good princess, taking my dick so well.” “You’re so good rich, filling my up with your big dick.” I whine, he groans, cumming in me, stopping his thrusts.

Richie pants, i run my fingers through his hair. “You did so well doll” He flashes me his signature goofy grin. Richie looked down. “That was hot.” He chuckles, i smile admiring his features. “I love you Rich.” I whisper, barely audible. Richies head snaps up, his cheeks red. “Y-you what? Did i hear that r-right. Y-you love me?” His face softens, he smiles slightly. “I love you too Doll.” Richie plants a small sweet kiss on my lips, he pulls out. “You need a bath princess?” He asks. “That’d be nice.” I say softly. “C’mon I’ll go set up the bath”

[soulwillower]

mustang • richie tozier

( richie tozier x reader smut)

requested: road head with richie?? his car in it chapter 2 is ... so hot    +   can we get an aged up richie tozier smut pleaseee???   +    Hii, could you do one about Richie and the reader seeing each other at the restaurant in chapter 2, both single ;), and just like old emotions coming back and the other losers banter.

warnings: swearing, smut, oral (male receiving), ROAD HEAD!!!!, teensy bit of praise, some dirty talk, flirting, i think thats rly it, i had NO IDEA what to title this lol, this progresses kinda quickly once it gets goin lol also unedited

im not too sure about how this turned out :// i may go back and edit some things

[takes place during it chapter 2]

2k words

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this is fucking insane.

that's all that's screaming in your mind and most of what you can say as you talk to mike, eddie, and bill in the back room of the jade orient, catching up with awkward small talk as faded childhood memories bubble painfully to the surface.

a gong crash makes you jump- and even before you turn around, you hear a voice. "y/n fucking y/l/n? no way." the voice says, and you can't help the grin as you whirl around to greet the man you just remembered ten minutes ago.

richie tozier, in all his glory - now, in your defense, you did kinda remember him from his special on netflix. he’d been crass and rude and funny in a way that had made you roll your eyes and at the time, you’d felt a strangely familiar sensation when he’d mentioned his nickname, “trashmouth.” 

now it made much more sense to you. 

he’s old now, of course, but he still seems basically the same - the hair, the broad shoulders and long legs, the disheveled yet-somehow-still-sexy style, and his smirk that makes your legs weak. 

"you miss me or what, asshole?" you say, a smile splitting your face as you opened your arms. he laughs, walking over to hug you tightly. hugging him gives you instant flashbacks, memories of childhood dares, blowing smoke out window screens, laughter in the middle of the derry grocery store where stan and ben worked, and shitty jokes. 

"you could say that." richie mutters.

as the others arrive and you order food and get to catching up, you take in richie's appearance even more. you can’t fucking help it - he’s somehow grown even more into his looks, and he's got the most insane charisma. he's wearing the same glasses as he used to, and when he laughs really hard he pushes them up with his middle finger. he's got a five o'clock shadow dusting his jaw and he's still as tall as ever, his voice loud as he cracks jokes that have you laughing into your vodka tonic.

after richie pulling a full mile, round-about way of joking that he married eddie's nightmare of a mom, you're all laughing as he imitates jabba the hut. you roll your eyes, hating how badly you want him after all this time. at least hes not married.

"so you single too, y/l/n?" richie asks you then, calling your attention as he grins at you. you rake your eyes over his form quickly, hoping he doesn't notice.

yes, the answer was unequivocally yes.

you hum instead. "for now." you say, lifting a flirty brow at him before sipping on your drink. he smirks into his own glass and it makes your stomach burn halfway between anticipation and desire as the others share glances. 

"almost forgot about that." ben says quietly with a smile to bev, and you shoot them a questioning look.

bev sends you a knowing smirk as she nods to richie, who's teasing eddie again and you roll your eyes. you feel like a kid again, being back with all of your friends from when you were young and getting teased every living moment for your pining after richie. 

as you all get ready to go back to the townhouse after the shocking final events at the jade, you pull your phone out to call a cab. "you didn't get a rental?" bill asks, lifting a brow. you shake your head, "no. didn't really think of it, i just kind of..." you trail off, memories flashing around your mind of late nights in high school, screaming as you lean out richie's car window with stan laughing and eddie gripping your legs.

you shake your head. everybody looks as if they're remembering the same things you are, staring at the horizon with blank, furrowed faces. richie's the first to snap out of it, "i can give you a lift, y/n." he mutters, fishing a pair of keys out of his pocket then twirling them around his finger.

eyeing richie's profile, you smirk lightly, thinking about how immediate your attraction to him has returned in just the last few hours. as you walk away from the others, you lay your gaze on a red car and you whistle. "sweet ride, is this yours?" you ask, biting your lip as you eye the mustang richie's just unlocked.

"depends on who's asking, sugar." he says with a smirk, snorting when you narrow your eyes at him. you don't think what he just said even makes sense. 

"what, so richie tozier gets all famous and can't tell me anything anymore?" you ask as you slide into the passenger seat.

"we're strangers, are we not?" he's got that fucking smirk still. the same one from childhood, except this one is much more... provocative. 

you shake your head, "i don't think strangers give each other rides home in their mustangs just out of the goodness of their heart, do they?" you say as he pulls out of the parking lot, and he grins. you clench your legs together as the streetlights light up his profile, his hair perfectly messy and his jaw line sculpted.

"depends, sugar, what're you gonna give me in return?" he asks, a glint in his eye as he glances at you. his words send shivers through your body and you stare at him with a smirk, "i'm sure i can think of something."

he hums, looking back to the road with a grin. as you watch scenery pass by you of the town you'd forgotten for twenty years, you realize he's going all the way around town towards the inn. "you going the long way for a reason?" you ask, watching as he clenches his jaw as if he's been caught.

"don't know what you're talkin' about, y/l/n." he mumbles, but there's that damn glint in his eye again as he smirks. you grin, looking out the window at the passing trees on the path into derry. "yeah, yeah. i just think you wanted to spend more time with me." you say as you look over at him. he's smirking lazily as he watches the road, one arm on the steering wheel. "maybe." he responds.

richie pulls up to a stop light and for a second, the two of you sit and stare at each other, so many unspoken words hovering in the air. 

and then, without another thought, richie's lips are hard against yours, pressing heatedly against yours and moving quickly. his hand is on your thigh, squeezing as you kiss back and making you moan into his mouth.

your hand falls onto his neck, tugging lightly on his curly strands as you kiss him, tasting scotch and cigarettes and freedom. you've waited too long, you realize - you spent your entire childhood staring after the boy with the tropical shirts and the big glasses, and now you're here with him, grown up and free to do what you want.

and he's kissing you.

just as his tongue wins dominance over yours, a loud honk makes you jump apart and you realize the light's turned green. "fuck." he says quietly, stepping on the gas pedal and racing off down the otherwise empty road. you look at each other and he smiles sheepishly, "fuck, y/n, you're so hot." he says quickly, and you laugh lightly, feeling flattered.

you lean back over the console as he drives so you're next to his ear, hand sliding down his chest slowly. "you're not too bad yourself, tozier." you say lowly, kissing his jaw. he turns and kisses you heatedly, taking your breath away quickly as he turns back to the road with a smirk.

unable to bear the tension, and feeling really desperate, you start to kiss his neck. "richie, i need you." you whine quietly and you feel him swallow harshly. "shit, doll." is all he says, his hand falling to grip your thigh possessively. 

you keep going, your hand sliding down until you’re gripping his hard cock through his jeans and teasing your palm over it, sucking a mark into his neck which makes him groan. 

"you got a deathwish, babe?" he says lowly as you nip at the skin under his jaw, your hand palming him teasingly. he's already hard and you smirk against his skin. "relax, all you have to do is drive." you say as you undo your seatbelt, twisting so you can palm him better. he spreads his legs slightly as he readjusts, letting out a quiet "fuck, yeah." as you undo his jeans. 

"you're a dream, y/n." he says tightly, like he's clenching his jaw.

his knuckles are white as he clutches the wheel, eyes darting between the road and you as you slowly pull his hard cock out of his underwear and pump him slowly. your eyes widen as you take in his size, not expecting him to be as big as he is. 

you slowly dart your tongue out, swiping along the tip and collecting the precum as it beads over. "shit." richie hisses as you flatten your tongue along the bottom of his cock, teasing him a bit before slowly taking him into your mouth.

the groan he lets out as you take him as far as you can is sinful, his head hitting back against the headrest as he struggles to keep his eyes on the road. bobbing your head, you hollow your cheeks and relish in the feeling of richie's cock in your throat, stretching you out and making you moan around him. 

"you feel so good baby." he hisses, his hand moving from your thigh up to grip the wheel while he lays on the gas before falling to the back of your head, carding through your hair. you want to roll your eyes at how much he's talking, but you expected just about that from the trashmouth. "fuck."

you can't believe you're here, in derry again, sucking off famous comedian and - as you remembered a few hours ago -  your former childhood crush, richie tozier, in his car.

you see lights out of the corner of your eye and you feel the car come to a stop, and you realize you’re stopped at a light. you can hear another car engine either next to yours or behind yours and you clench your thighs at the thought of someone seeing. “fuck, y/n. god, takin’ my cock perfectly.” he mutters, watching you bob your head, and despite the lewd act you’re doing, you turn bright red at the praise. 

as the light turns green he’s stepping on the gas again and you pull off of him to take a few breaths, pumping as much as you can with your hand as he moans lightly. you see you're nearing the town house, so you take him back into your mouth and try to relax, breathing through your nose as his cock twitches in the back of your throat and you gag.

you bob your head after that, your tongue flat against his cock as he pulls into the parking lot.

you feel him put the car into park and then he moans lowly, bucking his hips up and you choke a bit as he slides further in your mouth and stretches your throat. "fuckin' hell, toots." he mutters, hands falling to your hair as he guides your mouth up and down on his cock. your mind reels back slightly at richie's words and you remember all the times you watched him show up to school with hickies littering his neck, all the hours you spent pining after this gangly asshole, and you hollow your mouth.

"god, i'm gonna cum. y/n. fuck," richie mutters and you eagerly swallow around him, moving slightly so you're on your knees on your seat, the new angle making him toss his head back against the headrest. one of his hands travels the expanse of your back, tracing down your spine as you move harder, helping him chase his high. he kneads your ass lightly, which makes you keen forward and take him deep, gagging as you force your throat to relax.

 "good, just like that." he says quietly, breathy moans escaping his throat as he bucks his hips and you gag, eyes tearing up.

and then he's hitting his high, cumming in your mouth with a groan of your name, his hand squeezing your ass as the other holds your head down on his cock. you moan a bit as you swallow, pulling off him slowly as he pants, smirking down at you. 

"well shit, if i'm getting that for driving you home, i'll be your personal chauffeur." he insists. you smack him lightly on the arm as you wipe your mouth, catching your breath.

it gets silent then, as if you're both realizing what just happened and how quickly it escalated.

he lets out a breath as he stares at you, eyes hooded. you bite your swollen lip as you watch him, gauging his reaction. "do you want to... come up to my room?" he says breathlessly, looking blissed out. 

you bite your lip as he lifts a brow and you nod. "yes, i really do." you say as the two of you scramble out of his car, minds distracted from the danger ahead and only thinking about making it up to his room.

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[marvel-mega]

Two can play this game|| 2 (Bucky x Reader)

authors note: here's part two ! thank you guys for all the love <3 special shoutout to @m-agiql and @spookybibs for the spam of notifications last night lol I really appreciate it! maybe ill start doing this more choosing a people to shoutout ;)

word count: 1544

warnings: smutty and angsty (the best combo)

*gif credit to owner** 

Bucky’s pov

The two were in a cab heading to bucky’s house since it was closer. It felt like fire, in a good way kissing Y/N felt like the flame that bucky needed to ignited inside of him. Y/N was the fire he needed inside of him, Y/N was what bucky needed to feel alive. “Y/N I really like you”. Y/N stopped kissing him and...just stared at him. Bucky could see her mind was going a mile a minute. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that I barely know you and you barely know me. This is probably just gonna be a fling even though I don't want it to be. Well I mean I-”. She was laughing Y/N was laughing, “I like you too Bucky. You seem like a great guy.” she giggled. Bucky wanted to hear that sound as many times as he possibly could. Y/N kissed his lips gently, “You don’t need to be worried with me.” “I know we just met but I don't want to lose you I feel so drawn to you.” 

Then Bucky saw something else flicker in Y/N’s eyes. She drew a deep breath “Me too Bucky.” Bucky couldn’t wait anymore he went straight for her lips again. The cab driver informed the two ‘lovebirds’ (cab drivers words not bucky’s)  that they had arrived at Bucky’s apartment. Very calmly the two paid and left the cab and entered the apartment but when the door shut that’s went the fire came back in between the two. Bucky pressed Y/N against the door, she moaned from the pure strength Bucky possessed and the pleasure she received from Bucky’s mouth. Bucky had to hear that again he lifted Y/N up around his waist and she gripped her legs around him and the universe answered his prayer because he found the sticking point in Y/N’s jaw while on the way to his room. “Strip for me” Bucky said with such authority Y/N felt her knees go weak. But being the minx she is Y/N decided to push him. “And if i don't sargent?” Bucky growled at the name rolling so sensually off her lips. “I’ll show you what happens princess.” Y/N felt a twinge of regret after hearing how deep Bucky’s voice had become. In a flash both Bucky’s and Y/N’s clothes were gone thanks to Bucky. Agonizingly slowly Bucky brought Y/N to his lap, she sat and moved his throbbing cock to her hole. And slid down it, she gripped Bucky’s shoulders and whispered in his ear, she was ready to move. But bucky had other plans, he stayed motionless inside Y/N’s warm channel. Y/N clenched and unclenched unable to control how loud she was moaning. “Mmmm Bucky please” “That's not my name prinţesă” Y/N moaned once more, “Pleaseee sargent” “Are you sorry? I'm not even sure I should give any pleasure for the attitude you have towards me. Now that I think about it I have some emails I need to respond to.” bucky grabbed his cell phone that was nearby. And began to check his emails like he promised. Y/N was losing it, she couldn’t believe how calm bucky was with his cock perfectly hitting the spot she needed but not moving. Y/N swore she almost blacked out when bucky pulled out and slammed into her with such force she let out a yell. Bucky switched so Y/N was on her back and for a moment he was lost in her beauty and sudden familiarity? Bucky didn't focus on that instead focused on pleasing her to the fullest extent. And when Y/N yelled sargeant as she came down from her high Bucky knew he achieved that. Before he came Y/N pulled him out from inside of her to both their discontent and began to lick Bucky’s slit and stroke the rest of his cock. Bucky grabbed Y/N’s hair and pushed her down on his cock until she gagged and he came harder than he thinks he’s ever came before. Y/N was painted in bucky’s cum she dragged one finger across her cheek and sucks on her finger sweetly. “Y/N I really care about you .” Y/N froze and began to cry. Bucky didn’t know how to react.

Y/N’S POV

Y/N couldn’t hold it in anymore she had to cry she had to tell him  her true intentions. “I’m not a mean person I never wanted to hurt you it’s just that you hurt me so badly. I wanted to hurt you just as badly, I wanted to be cruel i had this whole thing planned out and i can't do it. I'm not strong enough because even after two years i thought i was over you but im not im 100% not over you james.” y/n said as she sobbed in bucky’s arms. Bucky was beyond confused, “Y/N what are you talking about?” Y/N stopped, everything stilled “you seriously don’t remember do you?” Y/N stood up and wiped her eyes, “I have to go James, have a nice night” Bucky begged “Wait Y/N please talk to me. I have no idea why your flustered.” Y/N just walked out with her plan still on her mind but at this point some changes were made. “James don’t touch me let me leave.” Bucky refused to let her leave without an explaination, Y/N was furiously whipping her tears as she tried to get out of the apartment, “Stupid door unlock!” Bucky placed his hands on either side of you blocking you from opening it. “Please prinţesă, talk to me” Y/N took in a shaky breath. “James I-” “Please don’t call me james i love when you call me bucky” “you loved when everyone in high school called you james.” Bucky eyes went wide “Y/N Y/L/N?” Y/N didn’t say anything, Just in monotone voice said “No Y/N Rogers” “Y/N we went to the same high school?” Y/N let out a humorless laugh, “God you’re thick. Yes! I was the girl who wasn’t as skinny as other girls and the one who wasn’t popular. I’m the girl you asked on a date a month before graduation and you stood me up ! I waited four hours for you the restaurant stayed open an extra hour because he felt bad for me!” Y/N began to get angry with Bu- James. Y/N began to poke Bucky in the chest she was furious. “And the fact that you don't care goes to show you never really cared about me.” Y/N scoffed. “God and I actually felt bad because I THOUGHT about hurting you i had never even intended to go through with it.”

Bucky POV

Bucky did remember that night, he did remember Y/N in high school, he knew he made a massive mistake but he didn’t want to lose you now. Bucky sighed “Y/N i remember it, I remember how much of a dick i was i remember going to get drunk with my friends instead of being with you i remember thinking of you.” Y/N seemed like she didn’t believe him, “Oh pity me James.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “Y/N there’s no excuse for what I did to you, and if you choose to not forgive me i completely understand just know that my mind was not in the right place in high school the only thing that mattered to me were; steve, booze, and being and staying popular. And the day I asked you out after school we were alone, laughing and talking and I felt like I could be myself i felt like you knew me more than all of those so called ‘friends’ of mine. I wanted to be with you but- i was dumb i feared what people with think more than what you would think of me. So the day we were supposed to hangout Steve called and told me sam wanted to hangout and I wanted so desperately to go to you but I knew they would come and just bother us. Also, I didn't want to share your attention i wanted you all for myself and i made it worse instead.” Bucky felt as though he was going to cry, but he held back until a tear fell across his cheek. “Bucky, honey i understand. You were really dumb in high school” Y/N said with a gigglr and a wink. “Oh there she is!” Y/N’s head tilted to the side “Who’s here?” “My beautiful prinţesă. I will never hurt you like that again. I want to promise you that.” Y/N felt her heart go warm, “I accept that promise James Barnes.” Y/N said as she wrapped her arms around bucky’s neck. The two shared a kiss, Y/N was right before when she thought one of them was completely unbeknownst as to what was to come because Bucky utterly surprised her tonight. Well this heartbroken girl finally got what she wanted, pure love from the one she loved the most.

[moondustis]

sticky (m)

pairing: lee taeyong + reader genre: smut word count: 1,7k warnings: sub!taeyong, baby dom!reader, dry humping, handjobs, slapping. a/n: this... is a mess. im really sorry if you are really into the whole dom/sub thing and is about to read this fic because its a mess lmao!! anyway its inspired by taeyongs verse on baby dont like it of course (happy bday t)

summary: but after the third you realized that all you had to do was a play a role, act like you knew what you were doing. and besides, taeyong was probably not expecting you to become a full time dominatrix at the first try, he would be happy with anything you gave him.

for a college student you could say your sex life was pretty... tame. of course you had your fair amount of hookups during freshman year, but usually it was just you and your vibrator on special self care days. of course that changed when you started dating taeyong. you two had sex pretty often, taeyong being a 22 year old with the libido of a horny teenager, but things were still pretty vanilla. sure, taeyong liked dirt talking (especially when you did it) but that was the most common kink to ever exist. all that being said, nothing could prepare you for the words taeyong had said on what was supposed to be a quiet saturday of watching netflix and having missionary position sex. it was in the middle of a make-out session, taeyong’s hand holding your waist tightly and stopping the kiss to look at you with a puppy look on his face. “if i say a kinda weird thing do you promise to not freak out?” he had asked with a small voice. “of course. why would i freak out?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “oh my god, are you going to come out as a furry? please don’t. those costumes are too weird for me.” “NO. i’m not a furry, for fucks sake.” he said dramatically rolling his eyes. “then what is it? i’m sure i’ll be okay with anything else.” “it’s just...” he started, a blush creeping on his cheeks making him hide his face on your neck. “i was wondering if you would mind being mean to me during sex.” you didn’t freak out. the gasp you let out was calm and collected. “me-mean to you?” you questioned with a small voice. “yeah, like calling me names...and hurting me.” he explained and if he wasn’t hiding his face he would laugh at the way your eyes bulge. “you want me to hurt you?” you asked, because taeyong seemed to think you were some kind of prude that had no idea what bdsm was and he had to explain it to you like he was talking to a child. not that someone would talk about this to a child. “are you trying to tell me you’re a masochist?” at the mention of masochism he finally moves his head from where he was hiding it on your neck and stares at you. “yeah, that’s one way to put it.” you ponder over it for a few minutes. you never had nothing like it before and you bet your ass some of your exes would describe you as a vanilla sub. but taeyong seemed to really be into this stuff if his nervousness was anything to go by. “we don’t have to do it today. or any day at all, if you are not okay with it.” he said as if sensing your hesitation. “i just want you to think about it, okay?” you just nodded at him, promising to think about it and his smile was so genuine that you almost slapped him right there just to satisfy his kink. —— like promised, you think about it. you think about it a lot. you think about it so much that by the end of the week you have read three articles about bdsm, decorated more curse words than you ever thought you would and watched a total of five very long porn videos. to be honest it had become less about getting used to the idea and more about getting good enough at it. at least enough to make taeyong pop a boner. the videos you found were very... educational. at first you had freaked out a little over the fact you were never going to be able to pull of what those women did, with all the dick stepping and spitting. but after the third you realized that all you had to do was a play a role, act like you knew what you were doing. and besides, taeyong was probably not expecting you to become a full time dominatrix at the first try, he would be happy with anything you gave him. so you decide to give it to him, finding yourself on his lap just one week after his request and ready to be the dom you never thought you would be. you’re just kissing, his lips moving against yours with no rush and you can taste the wine you both had on his tongue. it feels nice and the hand he’s moving up your loose t-shirt is pleasant, but you have other plans. so, internally telling your heart to stop beating so much, you grab his wrist on it’s way to your chest and try to let out a natural tsk. “no touching today. unless i say so.” your voice is shaky and you’re sure there’s a very noticeable blush on your face but the way his eyes widen comically make you feel confident about it. “don’t you want to be a good boy for me?” it’s a cliche line, taken from one of the videos but taeyong seems to not mind at all just nodding enthusiastically at you. “i want to hear you say it.” another very cliche one. it’s almost like he’s trying to make it easy for you and you appreciate it. “i do. i want to be a good boy.” his voice is small but eager and it makes your insides tingle. “will you teach me how?” fuck. you think, he’s good at this. it almost makes you lose your composure, but you are quick to go back into character. this part is the one you were sure you would have a hard time doing. in the pornos you watched the women would use whips and all kind of objects to hurt their partners but you are not ready for that. at all. so you go for the only option you have, your hands. the way you run yours nails from just below his ears down to his chest leaves a faint red trace on the skin but it only seems to get a slight shiver from him. “you can be harsher. i deserve it for being a naughty boy.” his voice is barely a whisper and you’re amazed at how he manages to guide you through it without moving away from the submissive role. following his words you run your nails down again, this time harder and making the red marks even more prominent. the breathy moan he lets out makes you feel proud. you connect your lips together in a gentle manner, kissing him once softly and then moving your lips in a slow way. he gets so into it that he can’t help but let out a surprised gasp when you bite down at his bottom lip, drawing a little bit of blood. he moves to grab at your waist but you slap his hand away before he can ever touch it. the whine he lets out and the pout on his lips make it seem like he’s really upset about it, but the way his eyes are looking at you and his hardening cock against you thigh tells you otherwise. “i thought you were going to be good for me, yong.” you say imitating his pout and doing your best disappointed voice. “but i guess naughty boys can’t learn unless they are punished.” as if to accentuate your words you roll your hips down, getting the sweetest sound from him. the whole thing is affecting you more than you thought it would, already wet enough to leave a patch on his sweatpants but you can’t even feel embarrassed about it.  your mind is getting flogged by how good his dick feels against you even with the layers in the middle and you have a hard time remembering any of the things you saw online, deciding to just follow your instincts. you roll your hips more forcefully against him and he immediately closes his eyes, gripping the cushion beside him as if he’s trying to hold back. he’s already fully hard now, making your mouth water at the thought of him inside of you. “is my baby hard just from this?” you ask, cooing at him. he just nods, whining words that you can’t understand. it’s not enough for you so you grip his hair tightly, expecting him to open his eyes at that and when he doesn’t you slap him on the cheek with shaky hands. it’s not a hard slap, but it’s enough to leave his cheek red and to make his eyes snap open at you, mouth hanging open. “be good and answer me.” you demand, holding him by the chin. “do you want to cum or not?” “y-yes....please” he stutters, voice so desperate it makes you want to give it to him right now “i want to come so bad, please. pleaseee make me come.” the way he’s whining is what it takes for you to dip your hands bellow his boxers and take his swollen cock out of it. there’s a clog of precum on the angry red tip and you use your thumb to smear it over it. “the be good and come on my hand like the horny, filthy boy you are.” he doesn’t know what pushes him off the edge, if it’s your words, the fast strokes on his dick or the way your free hand was gripping his thigh. all he knows is that he comes so hard he sees stars. when he comes down from the high, finally managing to open his eyes, you are coming back from the bathroom with wipes on your hands and your cheeks a pretty blush. “that was really good, angel.” he praises you, his hand going to rub at your cheeks when you drop down on your knees to clean him up. “did i do a good job?” you ask with a small voice and it’s almost comic how the roles changed so fast. minutes ago you had him at your mercy and now he’s the one praising you. he hums and gestures for you to get up in the couch again, pressing a kiss to your lips. “you were amazing.” he replies. “i can’t wait for us to try bondage next time.” your reaction makes him laugh with his whole body.

[deedgy]

take too long to post untill 30 days so here i come, taking all the challenges

DAY 1:

independent, tough, potty mouth

DAY 2:

me time, being with my family, being with my friends, being content with everything, when i inspire someone

DAY 3:

i and my staffs joking around about physical distancing

DAY 4:

LBJ, i have paid the DP yadaaa, wondering when this pandemy will be over huuh

DAY 5:

from my mom's WA dp

DAY 6:

yuuup that's meh!

DAY 7:

so maaaanyyy, it's like asking a favourite child to a mother, well let's pick end game because duh im a marvell team

DAY 8:

the power of music is great! adele is my queen! she can break my heart from the boy in my imagination

DAY 9:

happiness comes from our heart, it's not from your money your position or even someone else. Happiness is when you are fully content of what you have now

DAY 10:

not many, these are the list of my future bridesmaids: cempaka, sadwi, sarah, zeli, naran, dudu, and for the boys maybe i can think Buyung, Fandy, and Ridwan

DAY 11:

just regular siblings, my older brother, Mas Bhram, living his settled life in Tangsel, my older sisters: Winny and Finny, we argue a lot and gossip a lot!

DAY 12:

FRIENDS you havent lived if you havent watched it!

DAY 13:

sooo many! again like asking a favourite child to a mother, but let's say aroma karsa by Dee

DAY 14:

girly, casual with a twist, sometimes edgy

DAY 15:

to beautiful beaches in Indonesia

DAY 16:

my friends! damn corona sucks!

DAY 17:

deep conversation of course

DAY 18:

30?! omg sooo many okay lets try

1) i dont like my name, too long, too many consonants, spelling is too hard

2) cotton ink is my fave clothing brand

3) in the middle of a traumatic state of not dare enough to dream big

4) have my current cellphone since 2016

5) culinary is also my world, not really good at cooking but have a great palate

6) love seeing bridal world, really curious to learn about the culture from Sabang to Merauke

7) as bad as Indonesia can be, i dont want to live abroad, i love the weather and the food here

8) i want to have a bookshelf

9) got a bad accident in the fly over in 2018

10) i am currently learning arabic, damn this language is so hard!

11) after LBJ, i think im going to visit Banyuwangi ive just known that Banyuwangi has an airport haha

12) want to try a cruise holiday

13) have a promise with Sarah to visit Japan

14) have a culinary list in JKT and BDG in my phone, and also a holiday list

15) love teaching, currently have two students, aliy and rania, they both are great. teaching opens my eyes wider about the education world and somehow i have a little interest there

16) desperately in need of a job

17) kate spade purse and marc jacobs watch are my first splurge things

18) currently re-watching old hilarious disney series, like suite life of zack and cody, thats so raven, hannah montana

19) never like sports

20) my first date is a movie date

21) trying to highlight the beautiful verses in Quran, inspired by dian sastro

22) follow alice norin since the first day of signing in to instagram

23) cant sleep with lights on except if im very exhausted

24) an extrovert but love a me time, especially when i do the shopping

25) stay at home period makes me love cats

26) never use the same make up or skincare product because i like exploring

27) Solo is the best place to have a culinary holiday

28) there is one month when i worked my ass off i worked for 12 hours/day for almost every single day and after that they say i couldnt take my annual life, oooh yeaah boo you!

29) i remember that time when i became the "step daughter" in the office and i proved them wrong

30) very up to date! im all ears when it comes to talking, you can hit me up on my dm or any media, feel free!

DAY 19:

a fair-skinned guy in my kindergarten, monkey love is also a love right? i dont know haha

DAY 20:

Rio Dewanto, Nicholas Saputra, Vino G Bastian, Ryan Reinolds, soo manyyy

DAY 21:

Love is a strong word, it can not be wasted away for a wrong person. Be careful!

DAY 22:

today i got a death nap, gosh i dont feel fresh at all, i should get a job, pleaseee god

DAY 23:

Dear Future Me,

Youre doing great for deciding any decisions in your life. Thank you so much for surviving this far. I know that ure an independent tough girl. Are you in the best version of yourself right now? if not, it's totally okay. Keep going! better days are coming! always be grateful of what you have and yolo! you know the two meanings of yolo haha!

lol,

past yourself

DAY 24:

no matter how close your passion to your job is, working is working! it's not always rainbows and butterflies and it's not always thunderstorm too, so you gotta handle it! find the meaning from your job! take a deep breath and conquer the world! if you are tired, take a break, dont quit! result never betray effort! god bless you all!

DAY 25:

my kitten, Dulur! shes been adopted

DAY 26:

it was SD Priangan back then in 2001-2007, small school but really powerful, so glad to be alumni of this school

DAY 27:

my former area manager, Kak Meiliya, i really look up to her on becoming a business leader, she's such a lady boss, an alpha woman, very inspiring!

DAY 28:

loving someone can make your days brighter and also can make your days gloomier, be careful on choosing people you give energy to

DAY 29:

have a mon-fri 9-6 job, have time to pray, being healthy, can save some money

DAY 30:

i feel dizzy maybe because of the death nap, have a nice day everyone!

[starrsbby]

(sorry this’ll be a bit long, can’t get “read more” option on mobile, just keep scrolling thankss)

My thoughts & reactions during this chapter:

because really her life would be so much easier if she could just commit to Vanessa the way she wanted to be committed to and settle the fuck down. Could she do that? Maybe one day, but certainly not now, —FUCK MY HEART HUH, OW OW OW

The irony of wanting Vanessa to know she was Brooke’s and only Brooke’s combined with the feeling of not wanting to make things official with her was not lost on Brooke. —I cannot omfg, brOOKE PLEASEEE YOURE GIVING VANESSA MIXED SIGNALS AND IM WORRIED NOW

the skin on skin contact which she’d so desperately craved last night now so far away from what she wanted. —this hurtssss

Vanessa growled in her half-asleep voice Brooke used to find adorable. Or did she ever? Brooke couldn’t remember. —FUCK THIS, OWWW

“Not too good. I kinda had a shitty dream an’ I woke up in the night. But then you were with me, so it was all good,” —MY HEART, OH BABY IM SO SORRY IF WHAT I EXPECT TO HAPPEN IS GONNA HAPPEN OMG

“Come to think of it, it felt like my chest. My ribcage breaking…or my heart.” —owwww, for shadowing for a broken heart much?

she still had the body of a goddess —Akeria’s verse from Queens Everywhere just popped into my head

making for the door but stopping to give Brooke a kiss on the top of her head first. “I’ll be five minutes, baby.” —my fucking heart oh god, she’s so sweet and adorable

“Well, we’re all very happy for you and your bottled-up emotions. But luckily for us, Vanjie is a normal, functioning human that expresses her feelings. And the very fact you’re having to ask me what she’s said says more about you than it does about her.” —AHHHH, GET HER JADE SKDBDIDBJDNDKD

“Even if it might not be what she wants to hear.” —kiki is a wise woman and I love her and how loyal she is to vanj while still being fair to Brooke, I fucking love her

What the fuck was Brooke doing? She couldn’t end things with Vanjie, of course she couldn’t. It would probably tear apart the entire friendship group, forcing everyone to pick a side and making their last few months of uni horrifically awkward. She would ruin everything. —BUT YOU ALSO CANT FUCKING STRING VANJIE ALONG DEAR LORD OMG

“I want to break up with Vanessa,” —I might legitimately start crying

“Well what do you want me to say! You want me to say aww, no Brooke, don’t worry! Vanessa will be fine, she’ll be totally chill about the fact you don’t want to be with her. You can go back to normal with her within the space of two to three working days. You want me to say that to you?” —fuck I love plastique

“You’re a human. We’re all shit. We’re killing the planet. That’s worse than wanting to fuck but not wanting to date.” —omg I loveee her

“It won’t. Well, maybe a little. But we’re still all friends. And you and Vanjie will eventually go back to normal too, you just have to stick it out.” —thank you for being the reasonable woman I love plastique

“So,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “What did you want to talk about?” —FUCK MEEEE, SHES SO SWEET AND ADORABLE AND THIS IS GONNA HER HURT SO MUCH. FUCK ITS GONNA HURT *ME* SO MUCH

How dare you end like that, leaving me to anxiously await for the next chapter. Making me tear up just because of the sheer anticipation of how much this is gonna hurt. God bless you, you wonderful devil. Thank you so much, me and @hy-jinkx scream about this fic all the time and we’re about to go scream some more. Fuck. This whole chapter Hurt, and it’s about to hurt a lot more. (Can’t wait, legitimately fucking ready to cry my eyes out)

Fuck. Idk how you make me wanna curse you out but also beg for more, but you’ve done that. So f*ck you, but also bless you for giving us this wonderful gift that is N19F <333

Not Nineteen Forever (13) (Branjie/Scyvie/Ninex) - Ortega

a/n: waaaaah sorry this is such a late update friends! a heads up but because i’ve started back at work i feel like this level of update gap is going to be the norm from me for the foreseeable future, so sorry if ur somebody who is quite impatient (but also deal with it xo). here is unlucky chapter 13, and unfortunately it’s going to be quite unlucky for one of our girls. as always pls pls pls send love to aq or to my blog, i legit churned out the second half of this chapter within the space of 2 hours because 2 anons said they were patiently waiting for it so if u give me enough love u could have chapter 14 out by tomorrow! who knows! (but also probably not. but love u all anyway) xoxoxo

please note: this fic contains young adults often behaving in irresponsible/unadvisable ways with regards to alcohol, drugs and sex. if you are someone who feels as if they could be heavily influenced by fic and incorporate what happens in the plot into ur own life, pls steer clear!

summary: Brooke, Yvie and Nina are three flatmates who forged a friendship in their first year of university and picked up some other waifs and strays along the way. Now in their final year, there are feelings that need to be unravelled and confessions to be made whilst navigating drunk nights, hungover mornings, takeaways, group chats, library meetups, cafe gossiping, and the small matter of getting a degree.

last chapter: there were revelations and flirtations at Monet’s flat party, in which Vanessa met Monet’s flatmate Monique and Yvie told Scarlet that Brooke was having second thoughts.

this chapter: Brooke makes a decision.

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