#Perv!Phoenix—☆

[euphoricbi]

an,

okay uh, thoughts about pervy phoenix,, even roommate phoenix,, hhmmmm, my pussy wrote this. this was made in like one second of my brain thinking.

toxic!event.

tw, pervert behavior, toxic behavior, masturbation [m!], humiliation kink phoenix???, uh uh uh phoenix is weird, smut, f! reader, not proofread ♡, phoenix cums on ur panties thats the fic.

summary—|| Phoenix loves when your laundry gets mixed up, especially when he's able to cum on your used panties, but he doesn't know how to act when you catch him.

Phoenix liked you. He liked you a lot. He liked the way you would smile at him if he saw you from his room, the way your nipples would poke through the sheer fabrics of your tank tops.

He knew he was a pervert, but he didn't really care— all he wanted was you for himself. Most of all, he loved when your laundry got mixed up. It happened more than once, and he hopes you haven't notice stuff missing.

That's when he felt in control, he stuck his hand into the small basket of clothes his lip caught beneath his teeth as he found it. Your panties. He pressed them up against his nose, inhaling your scent, eyes slowly rolling back as he then shut them. He quickly untied his sweatpants, the tip of his cock flushed as he wrapped your panties around his dick, the crotch area on the tip.

He wrapped his fist tightly around his cock, pumping it. He let out soft groans, his hips fucking into his fist as he felt the soft fabric of your panties getting soiled by his pre cum. Wanting to smell it again, he pulled your panties off his dick, pressing the crotch area to his nose— wishing your pussy was pressed on his face instead.

"Oooh, sh- shiiiiit.—" he shut his eyes, almost wanting to loll his tongue out against the fabric, wanting to taste it— taste you, your pussy. He wondered what you were doing, hanging out with friends? Taking cute selfies he could ruin later? Maybe even buying new panties for him.

His hips stuttered as he tilted his head to side, your scent making his orgasm impossibly closer he let out a small whimper as he then pressed the panties against the tip of his dick— thick spurts of cum dripping into it. His muscles tensed as he bit his lower lip, soft whimpers of your name escaping him. He couldn't stop cumming— the thought of your panties being soiled with his cum intoxicating him.

After a few seconds of releasing, he pulled the sticky panties of his dick— inspecting them for a second as he put his flaccid cock away, smiling to himself as hs watched his cum drip from the panties. He set them down as he began to actually do his laundry, hissing a bit as he touched the cold metal of the washing machine.

"Phoenix?" He heard you call from the door, his head tilting as he looked at you.

"Were you just fucking jacking off with my panties?—"

Phoenix chuckled for a moment, dumping the articles of clothing into the machine— "What are you talking about?" he said whilst smiling, almost making you feel delusional.

"I was watching you, Phoenix. You're such a fucking pervert, you know that right? You live with me!—" you yell at him from the door, before moving just a bit closer to him, watching as his cheeks and ears flushed a bright red, the tip of his dick twitching against the machine in front of him.

"Are you kidding me?— Do you like this shit?" Phoenix bites his lower lip, almost wanting you to slap him, he wonders if you would if he irritated you more. He muttered a small, 'sorry', but you knew he didn't mean it, your frown deepened as you just gaped in shock.

"You are such a fucking bastard, you're a freakin' pervert!" you yelled before walking out, causing Phoenix to let out a short sigh as he grinded his dick into the washing machine, was he a bastard? Fuck, if you said it— it had to be true. He flinched as he heard you slam your door, hand grabbing the panties from earlier, quickly retreating to his room— his face still flushed.

He didn't want to admit that getting caught made it all better, made him leak even more for you— but that's what he loved most. How disgusting he was.

[quackarooz]

Replaying ace attorney, 2 - 2 case

The most shocking part to me wasn't the fact that I forgot Ini miney was actually mimi miney. It was the fact that the attorney's bagde was actually useful for once.

[lostinlovingrevery]

Oh No Wolverine, I'm Stuck!

Trilogy! Logan X F! Reader

Logan helps you out when you get stuck...

A/N: Don't ask

Warnings: SMUT! MDNI, thanks :), unprotected PiV, creampie, implied squirting, ass and puss smacking, Logan being a perv and a menace, uses pussy pronouns lol, reader gets into a predicament, stuck porn? what do I even call this? established relationship, reader is apart of xmen, a lil bit of fluff i guess?

“There ain’t nothing here.”

Logan shook his head, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air for any unfamiliar scents, only smelling you next to him. “It’s a dead end.” 

“Let's just scope the place, and make sure there’s nothing that could give us clues.” You say stepping forward towards the old warehouse. “Maybe someone caught wind and left.” 

“Or maybe Summers is being paranoid.” 

“Logan.” 

He rolled his eyes and followed you as you continued walking to the ruined and seemingly abandoned place, his senses high on alert for any threat to you. 

You reached the door, turning the knob and slowly peering inside. It was dim, only the windows providing minimal lighting. 

Dust particles floating around inside sunbeams, and broken glass littered some areas of the floor. Crates stacked and piled. Yet the warehouse was mostly empty.

“See?” Logan says as he puts an arm around your shoulder. “Came out here for nuffin.” 

“Maybe.” You say, leaning into his warm and sturdy figure. “Look around a bit longer? It looks like there are some offices that way.” You point through a dim area where you both can barely make out a door that leads to a room. 

“We could.” He says, before turning to you, wrapping his arms around you, and lowering his head to nuzzle his nose over yours. “Or we could have some fun.” His voice turned low and suggestive, as he pulled you against his hips. 

You let out a small laugh. “You’re a real romantic. In a dusty old warehouse?” 

“We’ve done it in worse.”

Your cheeks heat up at the memories of the various locations you and Logan had…Copulated in. He was right, there were worse locations. You weren’t going to give in that easily though. Not this time.

“Mm. Go check out those offices, for me?” You say, looking up at him innocently. He raised a brow and then tilted his head back, a flare of disappointment. 

“Bossy.” He teased as he leaned back towards you. You hummed, pecking him on the lips before stepping back, a small push to encourage him to go. He gave you a wink before you watched him lumbar over to the door, lazily pushing it open and tilting his head inside curiously, before going inside completely. You watched his tall figure and tuffs of hair disappear into the darkness.

A bit of your lip and a shake of your head.

How can he be so cute just existing?

You began exploring the warehouse yourself. Searching corners and crates. The X-men have been tracking an unruly mutant group, not only have they been causing issues for non-mutants, they have been causing issues for mutants. Everything from vandalizing businesses and homes to harassing folks, to straight threatening murder. 

They caught wind of the X-men on their tail, and it’s been a game of cat and mouse. The last time they were encountered, they outsmarted the group. It left Scott holding a very serious grudge over them and he’s been determined ever since to track them down. 

He got some intel from a few friends in the area - and begged you (not Logan) to check it out. Mainly because he and Jean had a date tonight and she would be livid if he tried to cancel another date over this. Like Phoenix type of livid. 

Logan wasn’t quite pleased that his Friday afternoon was spent chasing a lead for Scott of all people but you had promised you’d do that thing he’d like later tonight if he came with you. Now, he would’ve come either way - and you both knew that - but it certainly helped to know he’d get rewarded later. 

You walked over to another stack of crates, stacked on each other like a pyramid. So far, you haven’t found anything. Not even evidence of teenagers sneaking in and partying. It struck you a little strange, considering this wasn’t too far from a nearby town. There wasn’t even graffiti on the inside or the outside. Unusual for a supposed abandoned warehouse. 

Peering over the crates, there were gaps in them, and you could see something strange inside. You bent over one of the crates, attempting to peer inside at what you’re looking at, but couldn’t get the best view.

You pulled out a small flashlight from your utility belt, clicked it on, and bent back over the crate, practically climbing into the small cave-like space that the stacked crates created. Using the flashlight, you found an unusual surface- different from the concrete floor, this surface was metal, and there was a line running down it- giving you the impression it was a hatch. 

You started to pull back, but the position you got yourself in was awkward, and you couldn’t regain your footing or push yourself back up. Leaving you trapped between the crates.

“Shit” You muttered. One hand braced against the floor to keep you from toppling completely. Embarrassment ran through you, as you know Logan will be back soon, and he’s definitely going to be teasing you about it forever.

Opting to not call out for him, to save yourself some dignity. You waited with annoyance, tapping your fingers against the floor, kicking your legs behind you. 

“Having fun down there?” Logan's voice finally breaks the mind-numbing silence. You dropped your legs, your only way to physically express your frustration. 

“I’m stuck.” You called out. There was silence. “Are you laughing?”

“No.” His voice hinted at humor. He pulled out his phone, angling it to take the perfect picture of you. You heard the sound of a camera snap.

“Logan Howlett!” You snapped. “Don’t you dare take pictures!” 

“I’m not.” He feigns an innocent voice, putting his phone back in his pocket. Stepping closer, he examines the predicament you got yourself into. “How’d you end up like this bub?” 

“I think I found a hatch but I wasn’t sure so I leaned in to get a closer look and now I can’t get out.” You explained, your voice slightly muffled by the crates surrounding you. Logan's eyes landed on your ass, and the way the spandex suit fit over it. Not the first time he’s admired it no, but he could definitely appreciate the way it looked from this angle. “Can you please help me out?”

“Yeah yeah.” He leaned over, his hands on your hips to start pulling you out. His crotch bumped against your ass, and suddenly, it was as if a light bulb appeared over his head. A devilish grin grew on his face.

He took a step back, his hands instead coming down from your hips to grip the fat of your ass, squeezing and groping each cheek.

“Howlett!” You turned your head to yell at him, but could barely make out what was going on behind you. “I swear to god- !” You yelped when you felt his hand smack across your ass. Heat came across your body, as you felt humiliated,

Mainly because it turned you on.

He delivered another smack, and then a warm chuckle, as his hands came around the front of your hips, messing with the buckle of your pants. Once he undone them, he grabbed the hem, slowly pulling them down over your ass, revealing the lacey red panties you were wearing underneath. 

He clicked his tongue, his cock getting harder at the sight. 

“Thought you only wore these on date night baby.”

“Well it’s someone's turn to do laundry this week and he hasn’t yet so..” You muttered. “Also what the actual hell are you doing?!”

“You can act as pissy as you want baby but I can see how turned on you are.” He teases, his hand coming down over your ass again, a loud Smack! echoing through the warehouse and making you flinch.

“Logan-” You whine. You bit your bottom lip, as you felt yourself losing your composure at being pissed, especially when his thumb brushed over the spot where your arousal coated your panties. 

Logan began losing himself in you as well. He teased his thumb over your clothed pussy, watching the way your thighs twitched in reaction to the barely-there stimulus. He loved these panties on you. 

But they’re gonna have to go.

Both hands grabbed the fabric; He ripped them in half, leaving them in shreds as they fall to the floor, baring your dripping cunt to him. You gasped, your hips wiggling as you tried to move a bit again but couldn’t. 

“Logan we can’t be-”

You were cut off once more, yelping as he delivered a smack against your cunt, making you flinch. 

“What was that baby?” He asks you, before smacking you again. “Got something to say?”

Tears filled your eyes as he delivered another smack, your fluids splashing against him as you became wetter and wetter. He’s definitely going to pay for this later. 

“We...Lo we should focus-” You attempt again. “Someone- something could walk in.”

There was silence before you heard the sound of a zipper. You felt his legs bump against yours and you waited for him to say something. 

A sharp gasp escaped you when you felt the all too familiar head of his cock brushing into your folds. Your heart started pounding, as you attempted to grab onto something. A soft moan escaped you as he brushed into your folds, bumping against your clit. 

“There we go, baby.” You heard him hum. “You look good like this. Pretty pussy all on display for me.” 

Parted lips as a hitched breath escapes, you, eyes half-lidded as your face burned. You wanted to be embarrassed, to be pissed at him for doing this at the worst possible time. 

Then again, you never could resist him. 

The gas station bathroom, the back alley at that one cafe, inside the jet, and that one time at the state house in one of the closets. 

He thrust his hard cock through your folds, lubing himself up with your wetness, before pushing himself into your entrance. Slowly, borderline teasing, he pushed the tip of his cock in and out of you. Your muscles tensing as you attempt to arch your back- desperate to feel all of him. 

“Fucking soaked, sweetheart. You liking this?” You heard him. “Pussys trying to suck me in, she’s desperate for me ain’t she?” 

You let out a small breath. God he never stops with that.

He finally plunged himself into you, burying himself deep inside to the hilt. 

“Fuck-” You heard him moan. “Fuck yeah…” He hissed, his hands going to your hips, squeezing them tight, pressing divots into your skin. He tipped his head back, allowing the both of you to adjust to the feeling. He felt like he was going to cum right then and there. 

“Logan-” You whined, your toes curling and knees bending as you became desperate to feel him move. You were completely helpless in your position. You could barely rock your hips or move at all, and Logan's grip kept you from doing what you could. 

He began thrusting into you at a steady pace. Your position left you squeezing him tighter than usual, making him more forceful as he thrust in and out of you. Your eyes rolled back, lips parted as pleasure coursed through your blood, barely able to keep yourself braced upwards as your body became limp on Logan's cock, your mind becoming blank as you just focused on the warm stretch of him inside you. 

“Goddamn-” He groaned, gripping your hips tighter, enough to leave bruises on your skin, that’ll he’ll kiss in apology later. He spread his feet farther apart to support his position, his hips smacking into your ass rhythmically. “Come on baby-” He hissed, as he angled himself in a way that he knew would drive you wild. “Cum for me-” 

You kicked your legs, the stimulation of his cock pounding that lovely spot inside of you over and over and over almost becoming too much. Your boots scraped into the ground, some attempt to find footing, as the tense, building feeling became to much, and you finally snapped.

You cried out as your fluids sprayed over Logan and the floor, and he moaned your name at the feeling you drenching him, your cunt pulsing and squeezing over his dick so tightly it was almost painful.

Rutting into you, he slammed inside one more time, before emptying himself inside you, coating your walls with his cum. 

Your body felt limp, your heart pounding, and blood rushing in your ears. You felt him carefully pull out of you, before his fingers came and began stuffing his cum that was leaking out of you back inside. 

“Logan-” you whined, the stimulation becoming to much. 

A warm chuckle, and you heard a zipper. You felt your ruined panties being torn off your legs, and he lifted the spandex pants back up around your hips. Then, does he carefully help you out of the space, his hand on your head to keep you from hitting it on the crates above you. 

You weakly turned around to face him, a bit dizzy from being fucked - and from being in a position that caused your blood flow to drop. He smirked at your disgruntled and flustered state.

“That was fun.” He hummed, fixing your hair a bit. “But I did miss seeing your pretty face.” 

Your pursed your lips and he hummed, leaning down to give you a kiss. As much as you tried to hold out being angry with him; you couldn’t, melting into his lips, he wrapped his arms around you, and you both began giggling like lovesick fools. 

“You’re a pervert.” You murmured, leaning into him with your arms around his waist as you felt feeling return back to your legs. Ignoring the feeling of his cum in the spandex you had on though- was not as fun.

“Takes one to know one.” He grins, kissing the tip of your nose. “So…lets see about this “hatch” you found.”

[writervick]

i need hiro to realize that nalu is the best couple he’s ever written and go back to developing them. I need him to go back to write and tell a story like WE ALL KNOW HE KNOWS HOW TO, to GET BACK TO 100yq and MAKE IT WORK.

not this dumb natsu not this lack of development for god’s sake it’s 700+ CHAPTERS. GO BACK. DEVELOP THEM. NATSU ISNT A DUMB PERV TEENAGER ANYMORE HE GREWWWWWW HE DEVELOPED SO MUCH AND 100yq IS RUINING IT

I want them to be together so badly but I want it right I want the way they DESERVE to be done not being sided in a badly written spin off, they are the couple of the series of HIS LIFETIME. ONE OF THE MOST FAMOUS COUPLES OF THE ANIMES. pls pls pls THEY DESERVE A GOOD DEVELOPMENT ARC AND A GOOD ENDING.

if you can’t do it put the writers of phoenix priestess and dragon cry in the writing room. THEY know how to tell a good love story.

[saintsenara]

which are the worst canon ships, in your opinion

harry/cho [free her!]

moaning myrtle/cedric [stop perving on people, hun!]

this fandom/refusing to understand nuance/a lack of reading comprehension [toxic ot3!]

hermione/mclaggen [respect yourself!]

peter pettigrew/bertha jorkins [even lord voldemort thinks she deserved better]

albus dumbledore/elphias doge [the worst situationship in literary history]

me/my copy of order of the phoenix [it's given me a paper cut six times in a row]

hagrid's dad/hagrid's mum [just think about it...]

percy weasley/penelope clearwater [free her round 2!]

kreacher/orion black's trousers [imagine cheating on walburga, couldn't be me]

jkr/terrible synonyms for "said" ["ron ejaculated loudly", indeed...]

aberforth/goats [especially because his patronus is one...]

tom riddle/hubris [stop laughing at harry dying and remember what a phoenix is, you dickhead!]

[razzellyn]

Not what i planned to actually post but here it is

Scenario:

Human!Reader offered to give the bots a proper car wash! Or... Plane and ship, and truck wash or whatever.

Also, slight romance <3

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He was stunned for a few seconds, processing your offer like it's a mathematical question. After a bit of pondering, he agrees. Not without a slightly flustered face.

Blue Cop:

The entire wash he was avoiding looking at you, either by looking away or closing his eyes entirely. He made the mistake of sparing a glance and the sight of your clothes showing even just a bit of your skin...

*revs engine*

"Huh? What was that?"

"N-nothing!"

After you were done, he took a few seconds to appreciate how clean his frame actually became. And then he excused himself and ran off somewhere...

Mega Trucker:

Unlike Blue Cop, he immediately said yes. Man, he didn't even think about it. You're so used to seeing him act all tough and brave that it's hard to determine if he's embarrassed or not about your offer.

He still acted all "tough and brave" during washing hour, except he's much more jumpy than usual. Whenever you tried to scrub the top of his Truck mode he becomes frantic. Not just the top actually, literally everywhere. His windshield? Frantically observes nature. His tires? Frantically keeps himself together... or something like that.

"Can you stop moving around? I can't clean your hood like this!"

"Psh, of course you can! I'm just moving around, nothing else yeah-"

Oh he's definitely flustered. But he's also digging this. Would probably ask you to do it again if he was allowed. Was, because Blue Cop didn't want to bother you so often.

Mega Ambuler:

He didn't think much about it at first. After all, the kids had already done this before, it can't be any different when it comes to you.

Until the time comes for you to actually wash the ambulance when he realizes how this could affect him. Sure, he's reserved and cool-headed, but he's not dumb to not know why everyone else was looking forward to this. For some reason he can't bring himself to look away.

"Is this... truly necessary?"

"Obviously, have you seen yourself?"

Great, that's one of the many ways to escape that had failed. He doesn't mind it really, just not in front of everyone please. He would still like to keep his dignity.

Phoenix Fire:

He's a bit too ecstatic when you offered, beaming with a nonexistent smile as he nods his head. Though you could see a faint... 'blush'? In his.. Eye thingy. Basically (〃• •〃)

Surprisingly he's very still. Probably because he's eyeing you the whole time. Not because he's a perv! No!! He's just so curious on what you're doing. But one thing leads to another and now he's too flustered to look at you again because your wet clothes pressed a little too tight to your body.

"Uhm... Is that really the only clothes you could wear?"

"Well it's all i got."

"Oh, a-alright then!"

Basically a golden retriever if you think about it. When you were done, he thanked you for your work. It's barely 'work' and more 'responsibility' but you learned to just let it slide.

Shadow X:

He was petrified when you asked. He stared at you, wide-eyed and kept asking you if you're sure about it. Eventually he agreed (while being smug), so long as the others doesn't see this happening.

So, you two are off... somewhere, with you cleaning a VTOL and said VTOL kept talking its nonexistent mouth off. It annoyed you, obviously, but it's really just his way to not get distracted by you.

*Nonstop yapping*

"By God, do you ever just quiet down for a second?"

"Well sorry for wanting to have a conversation."

He was salty after that. Didn't stop him from yapping though. You never actually noticed, but whenever you were close to him from his point of view, he always looked up to the sky, avoiding looking at you entirely. Also, his rotors moved every now and then and you're not sure why.

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Could you tell this was rushed?

Could you also tell i had trouble writing Mega Trucker?

[missglittersmiles]

𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬- 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐰𝐨

Twilight Various x Fem! Reader Summary: y/n and Bella finally go out. As friends of cores.

Perv Chapter

𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧

"Sure. Let's hang out sometime."

All Bella could wonder was when would that "sometime" be? A week would pass, and there weren't any further interactions with y/n. The [hair color]-haired girl walked through the hallways, never really acknowledging her. There wasn't a slight head nod or even a single glance her way.

Everyone in this school was focused on her, but the one person she wanted attention from wasn't giving it to her. It sounded childish, she knows, but she'd rather have those [eye color] eyes on her than everyone's.

Facing y/n in a one-on-one conversation felt too much. Even sitting next to her made her skin prickle with unease or maybe it was overwhelming excitement. Bella couldn't explain the feeling, but she wanted to be closer regardless of the uncomfortableness.

There was Edward Cullen, who reacted almost similarly to y/n. Not swarming Bella because she was a new toy. Edward and the Cullen family seemed cold and mysterious with their reclusiveness. Well, y/n had that air of mystery around her as well.

The only memory she had of her was old photos and those forgotten dandelions. She was a frozen memory. Forever staying as the rambunctious child of the summer until Bella came back. The memory of that girl was still there, but it was being overtaken by who she really was now. There only stood a quiet girl now. Never bothering to talk with others and walking around like a ghost.

It was a bit sad to see that y/n had changed so much. Her loudness and warmth were what Bella initially liked about her. Fondly, looking back on how she'd hide behind y/n. Whispering into her ear just so that y/n could answer for her.

With that change, it made Bella wonder if y/n was purposefully avoiding her. Just like how Edward would scoot to the edge of the table during biology. Except y/n was just trying to be nice about it, maybe? It came off as passive-aggressive regardless of if that's true or not.

Bella couldn't understand what the reason behind either of their behaviors was. If she was brave enough, she would face them head-on. Asking what their problem was while putting on an "I don't care" facade. But that wasn't anything like her. All she'd really do was be taken in by Jessica and her friends and just accept things.

If Edward wanted to act like she smelled like rotting garbage by physically moving away from her. Then fine. If y/n wanted to ignore her like they hadn't been friends at one point, that was fine too.

It was okay with Bella. She was completely fine with that. Totally fine.

With all her homework done, Bella spent most of her Friday afternoon indoors. Curled up on the couch, absorbed in a book, all while wrapped up in a blanket. When Charlie came back home from work he suggested going out to eat.

She remembers passing by one when Charlie picked her up and drove to what was supposed to be her new home. She never gave it much thought. It looked worn out and could have been called a greasy spoon, but it looked clean enough. It was probably run by some family.

As much as she didn't like going out to eat, the ordering and being surrounded by people was mildly uncomfortable. Yet the idea didn't sound too bad to her right now. Since she was going to be here living in Forks, she might as well get used to this place. Even if she ends up only driving to school and home.

So she agreed.

They left around six. Taking Charlie's cruiser, driving through the partially empty streets. At least to Bella, they seemed empty, almost like a ghost town compared to Phoenix. The radio blasted music, keeping Charlie from trying to fill dead air with an awkward conversation. Though she wasn't paying much attention to the music in general.

She looked out the window, watching the car pass by everything. It wasn't long before her mind went to those two passive, aggressive bastards. 'If they had a problem with me, why couldn't they just say it?' She thought to herself as she leaned her head against the window.

The more she thought about the idea. If they told her flat out why they had a problem with her, she realized she wouldn't be able to take it. Edward Cullen, in all his beauty, told her every single flaw of hers. It would be humiliating, regardless of if people were around. But if y/n did that, Bella would have cried like she never had before.

Even this scenario that she made up herself was making her upset. Her borderline obsession with them was bizarre and a bit scary. Yet Bella couldn't help wanting to know more, like a scientist dissecting a frog. She suspected that this little obsession would pass and be replaced with something else.

Charlie pulled into the driveway of the homey diner. The radio shut off along with the purring engine after he pulled out the key to the ignition. They got out of the car. Bella trailed behind Charlie as they walked up. Mild anxiety rose in Bella as they got closer, but she kept up a cool face. The only thing giving her away was her tense posture.

The moment they entered the doorway, a cheerful, slightly teasing voice called to them. "Good evening, Officer Swan!"

Bella wanted to hide under one of the tables when she heard y/n. Charlie sent the girl a head nod before taking a spot at an unoccupied table. Bella hesitated by the entrance for a moment before following Charlie. When she sat down, y/n told them, "I'll be right with you in a moment!"

Her stomach churned at the thought of y/n coming close for some reason. This whole week Bella has been subtly sitting close to her during class. The thought of being close to her shouldn't be as nerve-racking as it is now. If anything, she should be a little excited.

It didn't matter if Bella sat beside or in front of y/n because they'd never interact. Both girls were too scared to even consider talking during class. Their fears differ, but both of them are the cause of the lack of communication. One was also more focused on the class itself than the other.

Menus were laying on the table. Charlie picked one up and opened it. He browsed it like he wasn't going to get the same thing as he always does. Bella did the same. Her eyes looked through all the items, but she doubted that she'd be able to eat much of anything.

"What will our most loyal, dashing customer be having tonight?" Bella took a sharp inhale at the cheerful voice and kept her eyes on the menu. She listened as Charlie gave his order. y/n lightly chuckled as she wrote it down before making a reference that made them both laugh. Bella didn't understand the inside joke. Something about a bear.

Then y/n turned to Bella. "What will you be ordering, ma'am?" She didn't like that. Ma'am. It sounded so informal. There was also a small, hidden part of her that would have liked hearing her name roll off y/n's tongue.

"I'll have." Bella suddenly forgets what she was going to order, despite looking at the words. Her sudden and unexpected freeze lasted for a few seconds. Getting over her sudden brain freeze, She told y/n her order. Not putting down the menu until y/n finished writing on the pad and began moving. "I'll be right back with your drinks." y/n told them with a smile.

Once one of her mild discomforts was gone, another one came to take its place. Charlie awkwardly spoke up, "How's school going?" The rift between them was feeling even stronger now. The Father and Daughter have barely interacted or even seen each other for years now. It was just two strangers sitting at that table.

"Yeah, it's…" Bella thought about school and immediately went to those two. She mentally cringed. "It's going good." The two carried on a superficial conversation. It didn't even feel like a conversation—just questions and one-word answers.

After talking about how she had nothing planned this weekend, she got up to use the bathroom. For the most part, she wanted to escape the painfully awkward talk with Charlie. She also saw y/n walking over to them with their drinks and wanted to get away from the girl.

She followed where Charlie had pointed. She went into the bathroom and turned on the sink. Then she splashed cold water on her face before taking a deep breath. It helped calm her anxious heart. 'It's okay. It's y/n, not a serial killer out there.'

y/n set the soda and water down. She jokingly said, "I'm worried that all that steak is going to make you into one." The man rolled his eyes. Always taunting him for ordering the same thing. "It's not good for business if you heckle your customers."

The girl disregarded his complaint. All the taunting was done jokingly. "Heckle. I have never heard someone say that out loud before. Well, maybe beside people who grew up with dinosaurs as pets."

Charlie audibly huffed at her words with a slight head shake. "Dinosaurs as pets. I never heard that one." y/n would always find new ways to call him an old man. It seemed like she came up with a new one each time they met.

She mockingly saluted and played up her seriousness. "I'm only doing my duty of reminding you to take it easy, sir. Those knees won't carry you forever if you don't rest."

He spoke as he went to take a sip of his drink. "My knees are fine without you worrying about them." She quickly responded with, "Not if I kick them, but I feel like you have a few years left."

He gave her one last eye roll before switching to another topic. "Not getting into any trouble this weekend, are you?" The question made her slip out an airy laugh. "I'm a good kid. I've never gotten in trouble before." She didn't give him the chance to respond, as she kept speaking. "I'm just planning on going to the theater to see Dr. Joy's Extreme Experiments with my friend, Lena. I've been really excited about it."

The girl went on about the promos she saw. The posters and short trailers she saw had her buzzing with excitement. Her enthusiasm was contagious in a way. Charlie probably would have gone out to see it, but it was some gory horror. That wasn't really his thing. He liked things that are a bit more lighthearted.

When y/n started calming down her raving. Charlie asked what had been worrying him. "How has Bella been doing in school?" The lack of details made him worried. There was no favorite subject, no talk of friends. Just a hesitant "good" from his daughter.

He watched y/n shrug her shoulders and responded nonchalantly. "It looks like she's been doing fine. She made friends with Jessica Stanley and that little group." Her relaxed demeanor suddenly tensed when a thought came to mind. Her eyes were overcome with worry as her eyebrows furrowed. "Why? Did she say something was bothering? Or someone?"

He swiftly dashed the worry from y/n's face and admitted he was worried. There was brief silence between them. Both knew the reason why Bella wasn't being as open as she should. It was simple. The years apart made them strangers.

The sunny atmosphere between them was gone. "Could you keep an eye on her? Just not to let her get into too much trouble." He asked because they both knew. Bella probably wouldn't talk to him about anything troubling her.

Charlie looked like an old dog that had kicked repeatedly. Though y/n knew that even if the whole world kicked down Charlie Swan, he'd keep getting back up. Just so he could get back home to watch the game. Still, how could she reject the simple request?

"Don't worry, Officer Swan. Miss Swan won't even trip on her own feet, not on my watch." y/n once again did a mock salute.

From across the diner, someone called out for a refill. She had almost forgotten that she was filling in for Ellie. Ellie's daughter threw up and had to stay home with her. "I'll be right there!" She said before turning back to Charlie. "I know parents can't help it, but don't worry too much about Bella. You already got gray hairs forming."

When Bella was done calming herself down. She left the bathroom. She quickly walked by y/n, who was serving drinks to some other customers. When she sat down at her table, another awkward conversation started with Charlie. The talking would die out between them. Their attention was focused on the TV that was hanging on the wall.

There was some crime drama playing, though neither of them seemed that interested. They just needed a reason to end the uncomfortable conversations. Minutes would pass, and so many ad breaks would come up. It felt like every time a character spoke, they'd go to an ad.

Just as Bella saw y/n coming over with their food, Charlie asked again if she was doing anything this weekend. The sudden timing of the question was odd as well, but she answered regardless. "No. I'll probably just stay home and finish reading my book."

Just as y/n came up and set the plates down, Charlie brought up the movie y/n was seeing. "Maybe you could take Bella with you." He suggested to her. Bella dug her nails into her thigh the more Charlie spoke to y/n. She could feel her heart beating out of her chest.

It was like Charlie was setting up a playdate for her. This had to be the most embarrassing thing this week. y/n looked unbothered by the whole thing. "I'd be fine with it, and I'm sure Lena would be fine with it as well. Would you want to go with us?"

This whole situation was just cruel. Embarrassing Bella with Charlie pushing her onto y/n. Then dangling y/n right in front of her face. Cruel. Just cruel.

As much as Bella didn't want to. Her curiosity about what y/n's deal was too strong. Along with her longing for that summer friend she had in her childhood, the answer was too obvious. At least to her.

"Sure."

y/n gave Bella a dazzling smile after hearing her response. If y/n wasn't careful, she'd turn Bella into a puddle. "Great. Be at the theater at four. If plans change, call my auntie's house phone. I don't have my own phone. You still have the house's number, right?" She directed the last part to Charlie.

When the man nodded his head, y/n mentally thanked him. She couldn't remember anyone's phone number for the life of her. The only one she knew was 911, and that was all that really matters in the long run.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then." Bella only responded to y/n with a slight head nod. She kept her eyes on her plate, as she couldn't risk being blinded by another smile. Just as y/n was going to walk away, Bella quickly asked what movie they were going to see.

"Dr. Joy's Extreme Experiments." Bella made a mental note to search up the movie later.

The rest of dinner went relatively smoothly. There were no awkward words exchanged between the two. The food was also alright. It wasn't high class, but it fit the outdated, cozy diner feeling.

Bella was slightly hoping to see y/n again when they were done. But another waitress came to drop off their check.

When they got home, Bella went to her room. She grabbed her laptop before diving into bed. Then she put the name of the movie in the search bar. There was a summary, but she didn't need to read it to realize that she wouldn't like it. At the top, it was categorized as a horror thriller.

The thing was that Bella couldn't handle horror. Scary things like jump scares and a spooky atmosphere were unnerving. But almost any horror movie had gore. She couldn't handle blood and guts. The smallest paper cut made her unbelievably uncomfortable.

For a moment she thought of pulling out her phone and calling y/n's house. Leaving a voicemail telling her that she couldn't watch that movie. Or maybe make up some lie so that she wouldn't sound like a wuss.

Yet somehow, Bella diluted herself into believing that she could handle this. 'The blood is fake. It's not like it's real or anything.' She'd tell herself, but for the most part she didn't want to throw away this chance at getting closer to y/n. With how distant and almost uninterested y/n was with Bella, it felt like her only shot.

When she convinced herself to go tomorrow. She got ready for bed. It was a lot earlier than her usual bedtime, but she didn't want to oversleep or anything. It was unlikely for that to happen with having to be there at four. Still, she wanted to be ready. It wasn't like it was hard to fall asleep. School had drained most of her energy, and that brief interaction with y/n had her wishing for a hiding place.

Morning came and went. Most of the day, Bella was trying to find something to wear. Question whether she should have her hair this way or that way. She saw her mom get ready for a date before. The woman would run around and ask Bella's opinion on everything. At the time, she didn't understand the anxiety behind wearing clothes and getting ready. Until today.

It felt like she was getting ready for a date. Except this was just for a friend or someone who had been a friend.

In the end, Bella went for a long-sleeve shirt and jeans. She'd throw on a jacket when she left because the fall wind wasn't being kind today. She mostly played with her hair. Putting it up into a ponytail before undoing it and braiding it. Then she'd undo that and pull out the hair curler that a friend from Phoenix had gifted her for her birthday.

She hadn't touched it before until now. Her only experience with hair curlers was watching her mom do it. And admittedly, using it on your own and for the first time with that as your only experience wasn't a good idea. She quickly paid the price by burning her hand a few times. Before she finally looked up a guide online.

By the time she was done, it was nearing four. When she looked into the mirror, she wasn't nearly as satisfied as she thought she'd be. The curled hair made her look like she tried too hard. Of course, she did try too hard, but no one needed to know that. Regardless, she had no more time to fret over her look.

She told Charlie bye as she put on her jacket. Then she hopped into her truck. She drove by the school and the diner as well before she made it to the theater.

Right outside the building was y/n with no Lena nearby. Bella parked the truck before walking over to y/n. As she got closer, she saw y/n wearing an oversized turtleneck with sweatpants. It looked like she had rolled out of bed and threw on whatever. She didn't even have a jacket on.

"Aren't you cold?" Was the first thing Bella said to her. The girl slightly shook her head as she said, "No, not really." Then she sighed, "Lena isn't coming. She caught that stomach bug going around." She seems genuinely upset that her friend wasn't here. Bella would have tried to comfort her, but she wasn't sure how.

"I'll just watch it with her another time."

Seeing that as her possible way out of seeing this movie, Bella spoke up. "We can just watch a different movie if you want to." Yet y/n ripped that hope into shreds. "No way. I've been waiting for this movie for months. Lena is fine with us seeing it before her. As long as we don't try to spoil it or anything."

Bella mentally cursed. "Are you ready? I got some popcorn and candy in here." y/n gestured towards the purse slung over her shoulder. Bella swallowed the lump in her throat before nodding her head.

Much to Bella's surprise, the movie seemed relatively tame. At least it was up until the half hour mark. There was no wind-up or tense music that signaled the first death in the movie. It just popped up, and Bella couldn't take it.

At first, she tried to close her eyes, but the screaming and sound of the roaring chainsaw didn't help. And the image—the overexaggerated blood—was horrible and grotesque. She couldn't understand why people would watch this type of stuff.

She could feel herself getting queasy. That was when she bolted out of the theater with a hand over her mouth. She busted into the bathroom and took one of the stalls before flipping the toilet lid up. She hunched over the toilet. Her shaking hands pulled her hair back.

Minutes would pass with nothing coming out. Bella isn't sure if she should be thankful or not. On one hand, she didn't throw up, but on the other, she was still slightly nauseous and would rather get the worst part over with.

The door would creek open. "Bella, are you in here?" Hearing her own name being uttered out of y/n's mouth would have sent shivers down her spine. Yet her sick state wouldn't allow her to relish in that fact. Bella croaked out a small yes.

She could hear y/n's shoes echo through the empty bathroom, getting closer to her stall. "Do you need anything? I can get you a bottle of water." y/n's voice was gentle, like she was scared Bella was going to run off again.

"No. Just give me a minute. Please."

"Do you want me to stay or wait outside?" Bella responded without hesitation. "Please stay." With that plea, the [hair color]-haired girl leaned against the wall and waited.

During the movie, she could slightly see Bella from the corner of her eye. It was dark, but she could still see her. Bella looked tense. y/n thought it was because of the movie and didn't think anything of it.

Then she suddenly fled the room. If Bella hadn't shoved the plastic bag of popcorn back to her, y/n probably wouldn't have noticed. As weird as may it sound, y/n was rather fond of seeing blood, guts, and all the nasty galore in movies.

She would have thought that Bella needed to use the bathroom. Until she saw her hand over her mouth. y/n would have automatically followed her, but she had to zip up her bags. Her fingers were covered in popcorn butter, which made it quite challenging to close the plastic zip bag. She didn't want to be caught leaving outside food in the theater.

The first thing y/n thought to look was outside. Thinking that maybe Bella needed to get some fresh air, but the guy at the ticket booth didn't see anyone run out. So y/n spent a few minutes going to every bathroom looking for Bella before finally finding her here.

The stall door would open. y/n would ask again if she needed anything, but she only shook her head. It was uncomfortable being unable to help. y/n watched as Bella washed her hands.

When she was done, y/n spoke up. Her voice conveyed how worried she was. "Do you have Pepto at your house? If you don't, I can grab the one from my house and drop it off at yours."

Bella shook her head. Both of her hands were planted against the side of the sink. Her head hung down as she explained what happened. "I can't stand blood." There was no comment from y/n, so she continued. "It makes me sick. I thought maybe I could get through the movie because it was fake."

y/n was quiet for a moment. Probably processing the odd situation they found themselves in. Bella couldn't bring herself to look at y/n's face. She kept her eyes on the sink. Too embarrassed by the whole thing.

"So you don't have the stomach bug or anything like that? It was just blood that freaked you out?" y/n wanted to make sure that Bella wasn't coming down with anything. But to Bella, it sounded like she was mocking her.

"Yes. Blood freaks me out, okay?" Bella spoke with mild exacerbation.

She couldn't see it with her head facing down, but y/n put her hands up in defense. Trying to physically say that there's no need to get hostile. "We could have just watched—never mind. You should go home. Are you alright getting home on your own?"

This was so confusing to Bella. How y/n's soft tone made her heart melt, but the attention. After a whole school week, she finally got her attention. It didn't feel as delightful as she thought it would. Probably because of how she got it.

Bella stopped looking down and stepped away from the sink. "Yeah, I'll be fine." As she said that, she finally looked at y/n's face. Even though concern overtook her features, Bella found it looking appealing as ever.

Feeling her face starting to heat up, she quickly turned around and began walking to the exit. "I'm fine. You can finish the movie. I'm going home." Just as she said that, she tripped over nothing and fell face-first on the floor. Her face slapping the floor echoed throughout the room.

"Oh, God! Are you alright?" y/n ran over to Bella and fell to her knees. She placed a hand on Bella's shoulder to turn her over. Then she scanned Bella's face with her eyes to make sure there were no physical bruises. Thankfully, it looked like everything was fine, but Bella had her eyes shut.

"Are you okay?" y/n asked.

In all honesty, Bella was not okay. She thought yesterday was the worst, but some higher power felt the need to up the ante. Not only did she embarrass herself in front of y/n once. No, she embarrassed herself twice in one day. She felt like crying.

All of a sudden, Bella threw her hands over her face. "Why does it matter to you?" Bella asked, her voice slightly muffled by her hands. "Because I care." y/n couldn't hide the confusion in her voice.

y/n could hear the girl huff. "Then why do you even care? You don't even talk to me at school. You just ignore me." The hurt in Bella's voice was evident.

"I don't know. I just don't talk that much. Not at school at least." y/n slightly shrugged.

Bella quickly picked up on the lie. "But you're always talking with your friend. In the halls and during lunch." Avoiding the question, y/n pointed out her odd observation. "What? Have you been watching me?" The accusatory tone made Bella shrink a little.

She quickly said no. Even with that denial, she could feel y/n giving her a suspicious look. "I just don't understand why you're being so nice right now. Is it so bad that I want to be friends?"

"I think stalking people you want to be friends with is going to help, Miss Swan." The [hair color]-haired girl sighed.

"I wasn't stalking you! I just saw you everywhere. I just miss you. Is that hard to believe?"

y/n went quiet. A minute would pass before Bella moved one of her fingers to peek. "Are you laughing at me!?" Bella asked in disbelief. y/n had her lips curled in, and her upper body was shaking from holding in her laughter. When Bella pointed it out, she couldn't hold it any longer.

For a moment, her laughter distracted Bella from the fact that she was laughing at her. Not just at her, but at what was bothering her.

Frustrated and embarrassed, Bella sat up and started to get off the floor. Seeing that she was going to leave, y/n quickly apologized and recomposed herself. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." She got off her knees before putting her arm over Bella's shoulder and began walking out of the bathroom with her.

"Okay. Let me walk you to your truck, at least. We can't have you tripping again," y/n said. Her voice was as sunny as it was in the diner.

Being so close to her, Bella could smell the shampoo y/n used. "Why are you like this? You're being so—you're being an asshole." She whispered her words as they passed the ticket booth. Yet she stressed the last part.

She could feel y/n shake her head. "I didn't realize you wanted to be friends. You can't just watch me and expect me to read your mind. You aren't even here because you wanted to. Your dad forced you here, didn't he?"

Her face flushed red at y/n's words. They were true for the most part, but there was no denying that y/n wasn't ignoring Bella in some way. "I wanted to come." y/n let a small, questioning yeah.

As they reached the parking lot, Bella asked another question. "You aren't going to be cold to me after this, right?"

y/n clicked her tongue before sighing in frustration. "You know half of the school thinks I'm a lesbian?"

"But it's not true, right?" Bella asked innocently. Jessica told her that right after lunch because Bella chose to sit with y/n on the first day. Jessica made it sound like y/n had a contagious disease.

For the briefest moment, y/n hesitated to respond. "No, of course not." She partially lied.

They reached the beat-up truck. "Then I don't care." Bella said confidently, which earned her an eye roll from y/n. "But what if I was? Would you care then?" y/n hid her interest in Bella's answer. Playing it off as some hypothetical.

"It doesn't matter to me." y/n wasn't sure if she could believe that, but she didn't feel like pushing the topic any further. She let go of Bella and backed away from her. "So you aren't going to ignore me anymore, right?"

"As long as you stop watching me, yes."

Bella pouted and defensively claimed, "I wasn't watching you."

"Whatever you say, Miss Swan. I'll see you at school." With that y/n walked away from Bella. The sweet scent of y/n lingered on Bella as she went into the truck. Then it disappeared.

All in all, things could have gone worse. Though, Bella still felt like dying from embarrassment.

Crossed Hearts Masterlist

It's probably noticeable that I lost steam near the end. I know a lot of people don't like Bella, so I'm sure not a lot of people will be interested in the chapter. For the most part, I'll be following the original story, but I'll be having y/n derail it in the future.

Taglist: @bimboreader

[scarabsinthestardust]

Better in the Morning // Ch. 7

MASTERLIST

Here's a nice, happy, little fluffy birthday chapter. Take a break from all the sad shit. ;-;

word count: 988

CHAPTER WARNINGS: Language, social drinking, non-graphic sexy-time

In February, Richie got hold of an absolutely gorgeous acoustic-electric guitar for restoration. When we showed it to Jake, it was love at first sight. Unfortunately, we already had a buyer for it. Jake had been disappointed, but he shrugged it off, voicing that he was glad someone would take care of it. We got to work restoring it, but in March, the buyer backed out. Richie was more than willing to let me snag it for Jake and agreed to hang onto it until Jake’s birthday in April.

Earlier on in the week, they held a party for the twins. The turnout was pretty big, and everything went off without a hitch. I had a few smaller gifts for Jake, and even found a cute necklace for Josh. When their actual birthday rolled around, I enlisted Josh’s help with the main attraction.

Jake and I went to dinner in the evening, at a nice restaurant across town. While we were gone, I instructed Josh to pick up the guitar from Richie and drop it off at our shared house.

Jake was in good spirits that night; “To good drinks and even better company,” he toasted. He was having a hard time keeping his hands off me during the drive home and as we made our way inside the house. We didn’t even make it upstairs before we were tangled up in each other, a mixture of gasps and moans filling the air. Afterwards, we laid naked and sweaty on the couch, holding onto one another.

Jake nuzzled into my hair and planted a kiss on my head. “Thank you for tonight. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Birthday isn’t over yet though.”

“Oh? You got something else in mind?”

“Maybe. C’mon.” I urged him up and to follow me to the bedroom, neither one of us bothering to get dressed. Halfway up the stairs he smacked my ass, causing me to yelp in surprise and shoot him a glare.

“What?” he said defensively, grinning. “I liked the view.”

“Perv.” I playfully swatted at him and stepped to the side, letting him walk into the bedroom first. He stopped and cocked his head at the sight of the guitar case on the bed.

“What’s this?”

I shrugged. “Maybe you should open it and find out.”

He approached it hesitantly. With slow, calculated movements, as if he thought something might jump out and bite him, he unclipped the locks and opened the case. I had the biggest smile on my face when I heard the soft gasp escape his lips. I watched as he ran his fingers along the neck and the polished black mahogany. He felt along the strings and the fingerboard, eyeing the abalone styled phoenix design along the edge of one side. He gently picked it up out of its case to examine it fully, and noticed the little note I’d written, folded up and sitting at the bottom of the case. He gave me another questioning glance before grabbing the note and replacing the guitar. I moved to sit cross-legged at the head of the bed and threw the blanket over my legs while he read the note, a little smile staying plastered on his face.

“Kya, how’d you…?”

“Buyer dropped out last month, so she’s yours now.”

“It’s beautiful. I love it, I can’t believe…” He tucked the note into a little pocket on the inside of the case and shut the lid, moving it to a safe spot on the floor. Getting on his knees he crawled towards me on the bed, pulling me in for a deep kiss. “Thank you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I must have done something right. You’re too good to me.”

“’Cause I love you, and you do deserve it. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, ya know. And don’t argue with me.” I tapped him on the tip of his nose, which he crinkled up at me. We shared another kiss, this one significantly more heated, before we ended up under the covers together.

~

When I woke up, the room was still dark. Noticing the silence, I reached over to find Jake’s side of the bed empty. I squinted at the digital clock by the bed. 3:08 AM. I threw on some panties and whichever of Jake’s shirts I found first, before venturing out to find him.

The sound of a guitar reached my ears, and I followed it to his studio. He was laid back on the lounger, eyes closed, with nothing on but a pair of shorts, lightly strumming on his new guitar. I didn’t recognize the melody and wondered if it was something new he was working on.

He didn’t hear me come in, and it gave me an opportunity to just study him. He looked so peaceful, so in his element, like nothing else mattered. It was times like this that nothing could touch him, not even the demons in his head. When I watched him like this, my heart swelled with love, and I was confident I could stand there and watch him all night. He was my special, my midnight- he was my sunlight, my moonlight, the fire and the flood. I thought about his own words from earlier. I must have done something right to deserve him. I must have done something good in a previous life to get to call him mine in this one. Through all the ups and downs, I was never letting him go. Nothing compared to him, to the happiness I felt just being his. And I’d be his as long as he’d let me, as long as he was mine, too. He made me feel loved. He made me feel safe and wanted. And he made me feel like there was nothing that could come between us.

In that moment, we were untouchable.

[calandrinon]

2, 14, and 77 for the spotify wrapped ask!

2

fata verde my beloved *swoons*

I was sure this was going to be my top song of the year, partly because I love it and partly because I feel like I spammed it a lot trying to put it into MuseScore :) I love the bass in this song so much, I love that it's mixed right in the middle with the vocals off to the side and the guitar off to the other side, I love that it starts off just playing the one note per bar before launching into the riff along with the guitar and the plinky instrument, I could declare it my favourite bassline except that Nunta is right there, don't make me choose 😭

also yes the lyrics, setting aside the ț-word if I may (it was 1974) my interpretation is less "if you don't behave then the bad people(tm) will get you" and more "hey those guys over there are perving on you jsyk", which is still kind of patronising but again it was 1974 what can you do. Also in my version the girl is oblivious to the pervy eyes because she's getting it on with the zburători at night, this is not necessarily supported by the text but nor is it contradicted, hope this helps >:)

14

if I had a nickel for every train song on my list I'd have three nickels because Trenulețul is on there twice

anyway you may or may not be familiar with Maria Tănase, if it helps you can think of Edith Piaf as the Maria Tănase of France (hides from @amastelaire)

I am nowhere near her league but I have fun pretending that maybe I could be one day, if I had an orchestra to follow me around everywhere, seriously what does a non-binary girl have to do to get one

77

This is one version of the rain song that I can't sing or else it will rain (there are two other versions on my wrapped list) (it has been a very wet year). Anyway I listened to it just then so it will rain in the next day or two, you're welcome <3

[mamamittens]

Okay, so low-key continuing the train of thought I had a out a Naruto OC who cares for birds with a contract.

It occured to me that there was already a crow/raven contract (cannot recall the specific one) and how much fun it would be (and total bullshit) if it being the "bird" contract was low-key a lie.

Like, the OC still summons birds and gets a lot of tangential bird-traits as family summons tend to, but it's sort of a cover up.

In actuality, the contract is for the Phoenix and all those birds? Previous summoners. It's like, part of the contract that the boss summons gets first dibs to your soul and either let's you go, consumes it, or reincarnated you as a bird that suits the way you lived/were.

It would be funny if there's like, a super obscure law for the Daiymo (idk if that's the proper spelling, I'm basically bullshitting and can't be bothered to double check) and royal family that they're VERY SPECIFICALLY NOT ALLOWED TO SIGN THIS CONTRACT. Even though "bird" is a pretty decent, non obviously aggressive partner to have. And it's solely because it kinda ruins the Divine Ruler Vibes if your soul has dibs on it lmao

Anyway, about the whole "the birds are all unhinged and low-key weirdo pervs in a very bird specific way", yeah, that includes the reincarnated summoners. They have a better handle on "people shit" but it's very clouded by "bird shit".

The point of the contract is that the Phoenix wants to find their life partner but, obviously, it takes... Quite the person to reincarnate as a LITERAL Phoenix. So they keep expanding their 'court'. Has a love affair with the sun and it's low-key unclear if it's just a reference to their fire thing or if theres a literal embodiment of the sun that loves the shit out of this bird.

Undecided if the OC winds up being that special someone, would be fun to keep it totally unclear.

Anyway, no one talks about the secret thing with this contract so it's kinda viewed as super weak, in part because of how nonspecific it is. But it does get stronger with every generation as more powerful summoners are added to the ranks. Mostly just good for companionship unless you're the fav of the Phoenix cause dude bro also like... Is REALLY INTENSE ABOUT HIS SUMMONERS. Like a, "You're not dying until I say you can" kind of vibe. Takes a lot of leverage to use that healing factor for others. Phoenix kinda wants to proliferate his summoners, which is why all those birds are hyper focused on setting up life partners.

EVENTUALLY one of them will be his equal. Until then, everyone else is Pending Court Noble, exact status depending on their overall spirit.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

So did anything else happen for your beach vacations?

@demon-blood-youths

"Hmm? Well, we did go to the same beach when it's during the summer or when we wanna cool off. In fact, we did go again and it was pretty fun." Jinx smiled while looking to the anon.

"See? See?! I told you they were here. Just look at the babes..." Bradley sighed seeing the fractions there but more at the girls wearing bikinis today. Mineta along with some other pervs saw but they were giggling with nosebleeds.

"But look at em! All standing there in their glory. I wanna have one." One said.

"Me too!" another said.

"I know, I know my friends. We all do....though, I don't know if you'll get any panties here Mineta." he said seeing the other shrug.

"Ehhh it's fine. I can let it slide for today. Besides, look at all the cuties."

"How about we go down and show off hmm?" One said ready to go but Bradley stops him.

"Hold on...we have to be careful with this. If the hotties are here so are the guys. We need to be careful or maybe have some distraction." he said looking and noticed a sign that said.

"Private Beach for demon fractions and close friends only."

"Hmmm....."

~~~~At the beach~~~~~

"This is really nice you know. For once we can chill out!" Jinx smiled as she was sitting by Ink under a umbrella while she nods eating some tasty snacks they had here.

"I know right!? This is the best beach day ever!" she cheers. She even saw Kali sunbathing while wearing some sunglasses. Rex already got her a smoothie while the guys were playing some volleyball and some maybe in the water.

"Though..it's still relaxing don't you think?" Willow, the fraction leader to the Elemental phoenix feathers, was invited this time while she was wearing a light blue bikini but she was drinking something called a berry blast frozen drink. So sweet but had plenty of icecream and milk.

"Well, it's really nice..It would be cool to come out and enjoy the summer fun." Yuuka said wearing a nightshade bikini as well while rubbing some suntan lotion on Oblivion's back.

"Hmm..."

"Though, I wonder what we should do for the BBQ later? I heard Melinda and Jaron were going to be cooking something." Kali asked raising her sunglasses up while Ashley was sitting under a umbrella too even if she was shy wearing a bikini herself. She was even wrapped in a blanket. "And what are you doing!? You should relax!"

Ashley squeaks but saw Kali look at her. "S..s..sorry! I just never w..wore a bikini before!" she said nervous but Kali sighed to get up and yank the towel away.

"Oh stop that! You look good in one! Come on Ash. You gotta be more confident in yourself. Besides, Joshua loved it when he saw you in it." she said.

"B...b..but he didn't say anything. His face was red and he fainted.." she mutters.

"That's call him blushing to pass out from how adorable you look." Luna said looking to her. "Besides, the guys like the girls to have fun. I mean, they are having fun themselves playing out there." she said seeing the waves.

"True...." the girls sighed but went back to relaxing.

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"But it was a fun day...ehhhh before we had some company.."

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"Come on Joshua you passed out when seeing my sister? Why?" Rex was asking him but Joshua was still red remembering.

"I..I didn't mean to..It's just..I never saw her in a bikini before.s...she looked really....ummm.."

"Pretty?" Jaron said.

"Hot?" Rust said.

"Amazing?" Fosh asked.

"........a...all of the above. I don't want to be weird and upset you, Rex I-"

"Joshua, your dating my sister remember? I trust you with her since she seems really happy with you. All I ask is that you treat her well, love her, and be there for her. Other than that, your fine." he said patting his back.

"I think it's nice. The girls are having fun but our girlfriend are really cute. I mean, I didn't expect Breezy to wear one. It fits her.." Rust said happy.

"Yeah yeah..I guess it's fine even so." Navarro said even if Echo had one or a one piece swimsuit. She still looked cool. Even when she was surfing right now with some other girls too.

"Though, you said you and Melinda were having plans for the BBQ? Any ideas?" Ethan asked.

"I'm already got some ideas and she does to. We wanna be sure everyone enjoys it." Jaron laughed happy as the guys agreed with some playing volleyball.

As the girls were relaxing and having fun..

"Hello ladies! Nice day were having huh?"

They blink to hear some voices seeing Mineta and Bradley who was waving. Some of the girls gasped, others looked annoyed, and some looked ready to kill them.

"Uhhhhh..."

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE!? CAN'T YOU READ THE SIGN!?" Maggie shouted pointing to the sign.

"Ummm we can we just want to-"

"Ohhh no! You two need to leave! NOW!" she said about to toss them out.

"Wait wait WAIT!" Bradley stops Maggie who looked mad. "W..we just wanna say sorry..we know we got off on the wrong foot but..maybe we can try again?" he laughed seeing some of the girls moving away but Jinx and Ink looks to them.

"Uhhhhh as in starting over or you just wanting to try something?" Jinx asked.

"Starting over! Yeah that's it! Maybe we can try again.." he said happy while the girls look silent.

"I don't know..the last time you said that you tricked us. You could be doing it again." Luna said annoyed.

"Yeah, so why don't you do us a favor and get lost!" Kali said with her eyes slowly turning red.

"Oh come on! We didn't mean to be mean! WE do wanna start over. We give you our word..." he said.

"........"

"Right Mineta?" he said.

"Ohh yeah! Really!" he said even smiled to Ash who squeaked hiding behind Kali who keeps her safe.

"Look, you two need to leave. Your not welcome on this beach..so please just leave." Willow said.

"Oh fine...we just wanted to start over..but...before we leave..we have one thing to say..."

"????"

"GUYS NOW!!"

Suddenly, the other pervs show up while causing some chaos to unfold.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?" Kali shouted.

"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?" Ashley said afraid seeing this as some pervs tried to kidnap the girls!!

As the guys were still enjoying themselves, Rex stops to hear some shouting. "Uhh guys? Do you hear that?"

"....I do...wait, where is-"

"GET OFF OF ME YOU PERVERT!"

"That was Kali!" Rex said as the boys look seeing some other guys on the beach but they were trying to take the female members away!

"STOP TRYING TO REMOVE MY BIKINI TOP! NOOOOO!!" Ash said hitting two pervs away from her with some vines but they made grabby hands before they grab her but accidentally yanked the top off.

".....?!?" she saw one holding it but laughed.

"I got it!"

".....AAAAHHH!!" she screams covering her chest looking upset now. Even the other girls were trying to prevent them from doing the same when Kali got a towel to cover Ashley's chest.

"A..Ash!?" Joshua said.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" Rust said but the guys rush over to see the pervs trying something before the girls were fighting them back.

"Oh come on guys hurry before the boys find out!" Bradley said with Mineta watching.

"HEY!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE!? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!"

The two blinks to see the male members from the fractions and they did not look happy.

"Uhhhh.....april fools?" they said but some was not happy crackling their knuckles.

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"Sooooo...they tried to kidnap us or something but we were fine. However, all of the tops from the girls except Echo when one tried to kidnap her got taken but we got them back after the guys beat em up. Still a good beach day though.." Jinx said.

"It was not! Those pervs stole our bikini tops Jinx! Even yours was taken!" Mouse said.

"I know but I guess I was distracted fighting some I didn't know!" she said. The other members sighed.

[ao3feed-zukka]

Kinktober

Read now on Ao3 at https://ift.tt/f08cIvt by TheScarletWeirdo Nome autoexplicativo. Isso vai ser relaxado (se é que me entendem) e os pares vão ser aleatórios e não necessariamente de uma fandom específica (se bem que deve dar pra perceber os favoritos/que eu escrevi em bolsos de tempo só pelo comprimento. Às vezes você quer "slow burn - abridged version", às vezes você quer "eles foram pro quarto e se pegaram"), talvez eu até use OCs. Sei lá, as tags vão informar. Depois de discutir comigo mesma, decidi postar aqui. Que dê em algo eu comecei esse caralho antes da lista de de 2023 sair, então a lista tá desatualizada. não que alguém lendo vá se importar. Aproveitem, ya pervs. Words: 3541, Chapters: 4/32, Language: Português brasileiro Fandoms: Multi-Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Relationships: Diavolo/Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Hyouta | Roark/Natane | Gardenia, Kaga Kusha/Geiju Tsuka, Ariel/Eric (Disney), Asmodeus/Solomon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Garyuu Kyouya | Klavier Gavin/Odoroki Housuke | Apollo Justice, Leviathan/Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Oberyn Martell/Ellaria Sand, Ookido Green | Blue Oak/Red, Sokka/Zuko (Avatar), Megami Saikou/Shiromi Torayoshi, Ayasato Chihiro | Mia Fey/Houzuki Tomoe | Lana Skye, Ayasato Mayoi | Maya Fey/Karuma Mei | Franziska von Karma, N | Natural Harmonia Gropius/Touko | Hilda, Shin Higaku/Oka Ruto, August/Percival | Percy (High Class Homos), Cersei Lannister/Jaime Lannister, Hades/Persephone (Lore Olympus), Huuro | Skyla/Kamitsure | Elesa, Denzi | Volkner/Ouba | Flint, Rashta/Sovieshu (Remarried Empress), Barbatos/Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mai/Ty Lee (Avatar), Ayame | Iris/Naruhodou Ryuuichi | Phoenix Wright, Asuna | Flannery/Nagi | Winona, Zelda/Link, McKenna (Remarried Empresa)/Dolshi, Palo/Martu Additional Tags: Kinktober, Bondage, Risk Aware Consensual Kink, Adultery, Mildly Dubious Consent, Extremely Dubious Consent, Breathplay, Masturbation, Praise Kink, and they were roomates, soft dom, the biggest work was find all the couples Read it on Ao3 at https://ift.tt/f08cIvt

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Masterlist

please, be sure to read all content warnings! Happy reading, my loves! <3 ~mouse

CoD:

John Price:

soap perving on john & wife (s)

rainy evenings (f)

Top Gun:

Robert "Bob" Floyd:

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace:

Beau "Cyclone" Simpson:

Misc.

Mick Mars:

Scattered Headcanons (f)

Jason Newsted:

Bitter (s)

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

Case 2-3 of Justice For All is literally just Phoenix being forced to talk to several pedophiles so that he can get a handicapped man locked up for trying to kill a sheltered teen girl being perved on by said pedophiles (one of which was his brother). Like who the fuck is there even to root for here? The clown?

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Hellooo!! Here to request once again for our mans Marco! ✨ May I request him with some make up sex? Maybe a splash of possessiveness from him and/or female reader! Thank you 💕

A/N: Hey boo!!! OMG yes of course I wanted someone to request make-up sex with Marco. The sex potion in this Drabble is call the lotus I hope you enjoy babes!!!! XOXO <3

Marco x reader: Make-up Sex

"I'm sorry I left yoi" he was kissing you between each word, Marco sitting cross legged and you were on top your legs wrapping you around him your hands were on his shoulders as your both synchronized rocking back and forth against one another. You told him not to go looking for Blackbeard but due to pops death all the crew was wanting to avenge his death. Pleading with him not to go he didn't listen. Words were exchanged you stormed away from him. After his defeat he didn't want no bad blood between you both. You loved him unconditionally he loves you the same way. "I promise to make it up to you until you fully forgive me babe." he cupped your cheeks bring your close to his lips. His tongue sliding into your mouth.

"I've forgiven you a long time ago." panting your arms wrapping around the back of his neck. Your juices coating his throbbing member inside of you as you moved up and down.

"I won't leave you side ever again you." his hand reaching the back of your head the other on your back pressing you against him once more.

[slowpokecrossing]

maya stop talkin shit about my very good boy

he is handsome and a marshmallow and not at all scary. keep it up and we'll be solving a different murder.