#Said they werent informed and then asked me what it means for me and in general

[schlattslonghairytoes]

across the way🚪📖 🖌️

A.P calc teacher schlatt x A.P studio art teacher reader

moving to a new school as a art teacher is an extremely difficult shift, especially when your class is in the middle of the math wing, far from all the other art teachers

so meeting new friends at this school is particularly difficult

until a lesson plan needed for 5th period requires you to use the math teachers printer one early morning

“Hey, can you help me with this?” you asked the tall muttonchopped man next to you, seemingly making a cup of coffee.

“yeah no problem, let me see” after a few seconds he fixes the printer, and your lessons begin to continue printing. “the ink was loaded in wrong" he chuckles "are ya’ the new A.P art teacher?” you smile up at him and nod.

“and if ya’ don't mind me asking what is it you teach?" you say.

“A.P Calculus. why’d they place you in the math wing?"

the conversation continues and it's very pleasant, you keep talking and realize your classes are no joke across the hall from each other

your friendship starts off slow, only talking during breaks or occasionally borrowing things from each other, considering your subjects barely align 

until one day you're busy making him and some other art teachers you became friends with paintings for their room, and in conversation you remember him liking orcas, and that his room is very bare and needs some decor

so when he waltzes into your room to borrow yet another ruler (of which he definitely has enough but we can look past) and sees the painting, yea he asks for your number soon after.

from then on the only art in his room is made by you or his students

weeks pass and your becoming very close friends, but it never goes past that, strictly school.

until one day during your free period that you share with your new best friend Mrs. Haynes (Sabrina), the recently hired health teacher, tells you something she heard in passing

"okay so you know the hot videography teacher? yeah Mr. Nivision, yeah turns out him, Mr. Keane, and Mr. Schaltt are like close friends." shes is such a gossip, she began opening up her lunch, but before she started yapping you cut her off.

"okay, now quick detour what does this have to do with me?" you joke as you continue reading over your students essays, your class was currently doing art history, which was your major in college. so naturally you were having fun.

"well you will never guess what schlatt said about you!" your eyes widen and you begin to speak but sabrina shuts you up. "its not anything bad, quite the oposide actually!"

"he said youre hot as fuck." you almost spit your coffee out when she said that.

now you werent sure what to do with this information

i mean sabrina had heard it from tuckers wife Emma, who had heard it from tucker, which tucker heard from ted, and ted, the primary source, was told by schlatt himself

you felt like you were a highschooler again

but all you were sure of is you didnt want to make this awkward

by the time halloween rolls around a bunch of teachers had made plans to hang out

schlatt had offered to host everyone he deemed cool enough, which to your luck included you

the only problem was that halloween was three days away, and niether of you had made a costume yet

so the day before halloweekend, while you were actively teaching a class may i add, Mr. schlatt knocked on your door.

"hey jay, whats up?" you opened the door for the giant infront of you

"can i come in?" before you could even respond he already began walking into your class, saying hi to students he recognized

you werent fully worried about your class watching you talk to schlatt, except for one table right up front

it was a table of six girls, who in the span of two months had become the equivilent of little sisters to you, you knew everything about them, and in turn they knew everything about you

that included the time you accidentaly mentioned your small crush on the 6'3 calc teacher across the hall.

but god you really hoped they had forgotten about that

"so ive been meaning to ask you a question." he said looking around your room, seemingly taking it all in.

"shoot away" you smiled up at him

"well i still dont have a costume for Saturday and to my knowledge you dont either?" he asked

"no i dont, why you wanna match with me mr schlatt?" you tease lightly, and he laughs

"yeah, i would, only if you also want to?' he raised a brow softly

"i get to pick it." you demand quietly

he begins walking out the class, not before leaving a "that was a given." smiling and closing the door softly behind him.

when you hear the giggling and snorting of your six favorite sophomores, you sigh.

your fucked.

[gamblersdoll]

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄

a snippet of what could have been a good story.

angst at first, attempted assault, p in v, hate sex

“you always like to start some shit when it doesn’t go your way.” toji seethed, eyes glaring into yours as he looms over you. “you act like i wanted any of this to happen.”

“really? i couldn’t fuckin’ tell.” you spit back, arms folded and glaring right back at him.

he sucks his teeth, his arms shaking and heart racing with rage, anxiety, animosity. “always talkin’ about my faults, we never talk about yours.”

“oh really? what the fuck is my problem?” you ask, finally looking up to him and becoming chest to chest. you point your finger into his chest, rage flowing into you. “we talk about your faults because you have many more than i do.”

“well for starters, you bitch and whine all the time.” he gets closer, chest pressed to yours. “you talk alot of shit as if you have room to qualify.”

“because i do qualify, toji!” you bark, agitation flowing over you. “maybe i talk shit because you left me in the fucking dust as if what we had was nothing to you!”

“we were teenagers stuck in a fucking clan.” he deadpans, raising his own voice. “if you mean that little ‘relationship’ you think we had, i would just say we were fucking each other. nothing more or less than that.”

just fucking huh?

“you bastard— you said that you were in love with me!” you remind, a snarl coming from your throat.

“bitch- i was sixteen!” he shouts, his hands shaking more and hes growing more irritated, more anxious the longer this conversation goes. “you act like i cheated on you or something— we werent together!”

“and yet you promised me you would be better, that you wouldnt be an asshole— but look at you!” you slap the backs of your hands on his chest, watching his eyebrow twitch. “youre no better than the fucking clan!”

“the fuck did you say?” he asks, dumbfounded.

“oh, i gotta break it down for you? youre no better than a fucking zenin, because thats all you will ever fucking be!”

he blinks for a second, his brain allowing him to process the information and he swiftly raises his hand, quickly stopping himself before his palm reached your face. he grits his teeth, staring down at you.

“do it, i fucking dare you toji.” you warn, watching his eyes.

he breathes deeply, his hand wrapping around the back of your neck to pull you in for a deep kiss. a kiss you havent had since he left you in a empty house, that the clan had left you to essentially die in. you, still shaking, embrace the kiss as he forced his way inside of your mouth.

“sometimes,” he says in between kisses, “i really despise you.” he finalizes, hands all over you and his lips at your neck, a hand on your hip and a hand on your breasts.

“can say the same for you.” you retort, your hands tugging on the back of his hair and he groans.

the fact you remember he likes that… surprised him.

your back his the bed, eyes looking up to toji and moaning as he suckles on a hardened nipple, and a hand spreading your legs apart. the air fans against your bare clit, making you shiver.

hes gotten bigger, over the years. sure, he was a good size when he was younger with you, taller, a bit bulky, but now? hes massive— not mentioning his cock grew, too.

he aligns himself with your entrance, and you grab his shoulder. “if you think im wet enough for you to slam the whole thing in, we can call it quits.”

he stares at you for a second, face straight and his hands holding yours down. “if you want this to feel good, better ask properly.”

you suck your teeth, a heat coming to your face. “please, give me some kind of lube before you go in.”

“thats much better.” he sarcastically replied, sliding down to pull your knees apart, his breath fanning your clit and you jump slightly. he stops, looking up to you. “i havent even touched your little pussy, yet.”

“shut up..”

“guess you havent had any action in a minute, huh?” he asks, but doesn’t care for a response. he licks at your clit, a thumb hooking down inside your cunny and he suckles the nub of nerves.

you roll your eyes in bliss, hand going into his hair and you forget to tug at it, him reminding you to do so with your pussy in his mouth. his wet muscle slips inside, fidgeting with your folds and suckling at anything he can. “think ‘yer all prepped, now.” he gruffs, pulling himself back up to align with just you.

you silently wish he wouldve kept going, a hiss from both of you as he sinks inside of your velvety walls and you sit there for a moments time.

he stares down at you, eyebrows furrowed and he breathes heavier. his hands are already sweaty, but he pulls his hips back and pushes them forward in a agonizingly slow pace. he grits his teeth again, a groan in his mouth as he sinks deeper and deeper with each thrust.

your hands travel up his back, feeling the old scratches on his back you gave him all those years ago. theyve healed, feeling the slight scar tissue over his skin and you moan when he hits a new spot.

fuck you, toji.

and you scratch over the same ones, he groaning when you do so and his head drops. “fuck— you fucking bitch.” he breathes out, enduring the pain for the most part, but it still feels so good to him..

you feel good to him.

he grabs your throat, pulling you up and kissing you. his knees support him up, you being pulled along with him and him holding you in his lap, fucking up into your womb and swallowing your moans.

“toji..” you breathe out, you trying to hide your face into his shoulder, but he pulls you back as his hips start to bully their way into your walls. “toji..”

“this what youve been wanting again, right?” he asks, slamming you back onto the bed and his head goes to your neck, biting and kissing the tender flesh as he holds your hips down. “cum for me, fucking cum.” he growls his demands, his jaw dropping when he feels your pretty pussy clamp down and spasm around his length. “fuck yeah,” he groans, his big arms pulling your legs onto his shoulder as he puts himself into a new angle.

“to-toji!” you cry out, hands patting at his chest in a retort. “fuck— fuck!”

“uh huh.. me too.” he moans, pushing himself closer to you. your hamstrings burn, the stretch of him pushing your knees to your chest, just so he can get deeper makes you squirm. “fuck, gettin’ close.” he moans out, eyes rolling and he pulls himself away from you. hot, thick ropes spurt onto your thighs, him breathing heavy all the meanwhile.

you pulled your shirt back over your head, pulling the clothing down and he coughs. “you know.. i didnt have a choice in leaving you or not.” he starts off, his voice a little softer. “i truly didnt.”

you don’t respond, just focused on getting dressed while you try and think of something to say. “why did you leave?” you ask, of all things.

“im still not sure as why.” he responded, peering over to you. he licks the scar over his lip, a nervous tick. “yo can ask whatever you want.”

“why did you hunt me down?” you ask, something that had been eating at you ever since he found you a few days back.

he feels his heart pang, a deep breath. “..i uh—“ he tries to say, not too sure how to put it, other than what it is. he sighs, just saying to hell with sugarcoating it. “i.. fell in love with a woman.”

you stop all motion, your heart sinking to the pit of your ass and you turn to look at him. “what the fuck.”

“i know. its..” you cut him off, anger fueling your bones and blood.

“you track me down for years just to scream at me and then get your dick wet, just so you can tell me you fell in love with a woman?” you put plainly, because thats what he did, to the tea.

“better than me not telling you.” he rolls his eyes, pulling his jeans back up. “what the fuck do you want me to do?”

you both bicker back and forth, ending words off with ‘fuck yous’ and him storming off.

why did it have to be her and not you? why was she the one that healed you and what made you crumble at the same time?

[smicksstuff]

maman said: “the best people in life are the ones who loved you when you werent very lovable”. yn finally understood what that meant.

The PitBox Crew Series

masterlist

Power, Beauty and Soul

(f1drivers x yngasly)

a/n: sorry for the long wait! hope you like it 😆

30 April 2023

yngasly

Baku

liked by lance_stroll, pierregasly, charles_leclerc and 892, 672 others

yngasly little miss watching cars go around in odd circles every weekend

view 802 comments

lance_stroll 🤍

pierregasly seeing you every week? what the heck did i sign up for !

yngasly no getting rid of me now 🤗

username2 how rich is this girl? she is at every race so far!!

yngaslyfans her brother races every week, she goes with him

username2 oh, where do i sign up to be gasly sibling too

yngaslyfans ive been asking the same questions

carlossainz55 chiquita why are you studying in baku?

yngasly because i have schoool 😭

landonorris so it wasnt an excuse when you said you were busy studying?

yngasly yes lando, it wasnt an excuse 😐

arthur_leclerc ❤️❤️❤️

lancestrollfc lance comments hearts and he gets a feature in the post? hmmm is this our mystery girl?

lancelot i would love if she is

username4 lance can do better, no way his dad will approve of her.

astonmartinfc if she is the mystery girl, it will be the best couple on the grid.

norris4 im still rooting for her and lando tho! they are so cute tgt!!!

scuderiagasly yn studying during the race weekend? new studying aesthetic unlocked!

user5 @yngasly what are you studying?

yngasly im currently wrapping up my final year at the University of Buckingham. Im studying Marketing and Media Communications. All my classes are online, hence me being able to travel with my brother to races ! 👍🏼

user5 holy crap she actually replied!! thats so cool!! all the best for your final year!!

liked by yngasly and 202 others

scuderiagasly omg does that mean you are gonna work in paddock after you graduate??

yngasly 🤷🏼‍♀️

olliebearman paddock bestie 🧸

liked by yngasly and 8,930 others

arthur_leclerc hey dont steal my bestie

-

1 May 2023

f1wags

London

liked by scuderiagasly, yngaslyfc and 9,048 others

f1wags Have we cracked the case? Is our mystery Coachella girl from Lance Stroll's instagram story the one and only Yn Gasly?

Since the beginning of the season, Yn Gasly has been rumored to be linked with McLaren's Superstar Lando Norris or Ferrari's Star Boy Charles Leclerc. Since then, another hotshot driver was added to the mix; the Pride of Aston Martin F1 Team, Lance Stroll.

Since the Australian GP, Yn has been seen out and about Monaco with friends and family and she also attended Coachella in California bumping into Lewis Hamilton. Lance Stroll on the other hand was also spotted at Coachella after soft launching his girlfriend on Instagram Story. Right before, he was on a date night in Monaco.

The timelines match up, is Yn Gasly the new girlfriend of Lance Stroll? What are your thoughts?

view 9,103 comments

scuderiagasly TEAM LANCE

liked by 7,890 others

sirlancelot its definitely Lance! Maybe im being delulu but i really want them together!

lancestrollies Lance and Yn as a couple ??? They are gonna be so cute!!

strollygirls PLS BE TGT!

norris4 TEAM LANDO

liked by 7,624 others

landino Yn and Lando are literally carbon copies of each other!

norris4life match made in heaven

mookiesquad this is just giving me Best Friends Brother Vibes

liked by scottyjames31 and 890 others

strollyfamily OMG YES!

mookiesquad OMG NOT SCOTTY LIKING MY COMMENT!

astonmartini is this confirmation that it is LANCE and we are not simply being delulu???

cowboyric if this is true and Lance is dating Yn, it wont be the first time Scotty leaked information about Lance!

-

2 May 2023

charles_leclerc and pierregasly added to their story

-

9 May 2023

yngasly

Miami

liked by pierregasly, lance_stroll, danielricciardo and 927, 902 others

yngasly Miami Dreams 🌴❤️

view 9830 comments

pierregasly Best Hotlaps ever!!! 🏎️

yngasly NEVER AGAIN ! its like you wanted to kill me!!!

francisca.cgomes the look on your face when you came back 😂

yngasly it was the best and worst experience of my life

alpinef1team can we do it again but this time we record it 🥺

yngasly yes we can i will do it with esteban or jack not my brother.

alpines PLS MAKE THIS HAPPEN!

frenchies OMG do hotlaps with YN and let all 3 drivers take turns

liked by jackdoohan, pierregasly and 8,902 others

maxverstappen1 i finally made to Yn's Race Weekend Recap!! 🏆

yngasly what are you talking about i have posted you here before

maxverstappen1 really? since when?

maxiel OMG MAX COMMENTING? YN IS GODSENT

danielricciardo double trouble back in the paddock 👊🏼

yngasly they dont know whats coming for them

heidiberger_ yall are such kids

yngasly you love us too much

heidiberger_ thats also very true

lance_stroll missed having you in the garage! come back soon!

liked by 7901 others

yngasly definitely will be back soon 😙

sirlancelot 💚💚💚

lilymhe my wife ❤️‍🔥

liked by 788 others

yngasly loml ❤️‍🔥

alex_albon im right here guys 👀

-

10 May 2023

chloestroll and heidiberger_ added to their story

-

14 May 2023

yngasly

Venice

liked by chloestroll, scottyjames31, lance_stroll and 1, 902, 587 others

yngasly F1 Royal Wedding of the century ❤️

view 31,723 comments

pierregasly Bellissimo ❤️ congrats scotty and chloe !!

liked by scottyjames31 and 728 others

lance_stroll ❤️

liked by 1,463 others

landonorris looking good bestie!!! 🤍

liked by yngasly and 578 others

yngaslyfc OMG OMG OMG SHE LOOKS SO GOOD 😍😍😍

sirlance CAN THEY JUST SAY THEY ARE DATING

liked by scottyjames31 and 7,234 others

danielricciardo who took those pictures??? they are amazing

yngasly the wedding photographer was amazing

lance_stroll 100% committed to the job. made sure to capture every moment, even in the bathrooms

danielricciardo hey its an in-thing to take mirror selfies in the toilet

lance_stroll true, got to admit that was the best picture

riccc3 can someone pls post the mirror selfie

chloestroll maid of honour understood the assignment!

scottyjames31 when i got married i never thought that i would have to take care of a kid as well

yngasly chloe is pregnant????????? CHLOEEEE???

scottyjames31 OMG YOU ARE THE KID!! NO ONE IS PREGNANT!!

yngasly oh my bad,, hehe yea we are a package deal 😙

chloestroll @scottyjames31 we discussed this babe, my mini me is always included

scottyjames31 geez okay! go hang out with your racer boyfriend mini me! its my honeymoon time 😎

yngasly what racer boyfriend?

pierregasly @scottyjames31 3...2...1... SCOTTY REALISES THIS IS YOUR MAIN

scottyjames31 fuck me! not again!! 😩😳

sirlancee racer boyfriend???? which one ?

-

16 May 2023

lance_stroll

Venice, Italy

liked by yngasly, pierregasly, landonorris and 2,494,933 others

lance_stroll Us? I like the sound of that ❤️

view 100 comments

yngasly mon amore ❤️

liked by lance_stroll and 9,028 others

pierregasly if anything happens you know whats coming

lance_stroll yes ofcourse!

yngaslyfc am i the only one dying to know what the pep talk was ?

scuderiagasly pls i wanna know too!

charles_leclerc she may be yours but she will still wear ferrari 👍🏼

pierregasly HEY WHAT

landonorris WHO AGREED TO THAT?

carlossainz55 ferrari 55 merch 👍🏽 🌶️

lance_stroll 99% Aston Martin 1% the rest of you 😎

yngasly maybe i like motogp now 🏍️

chloestroll MY BEST FRIEND AND MY BROTHER !!!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

liked by yngasly, lance_stroll and 1,383 others

sirlancee i just wanna know chloe's reaction to this

yngasly stuck with me forever now ♾️

chloestroll im not complaining! i love this ❤️

scottyjames31 you are welcome ?

lance_stroll thin ice scotty 🧊

scottyjames31 you still love me tho

lance_stroll we will see about that

gaslystroll scotty is an absolute matchmaker

ln4 and we all thought it was lando who couldnt keep a secret

teamlance THEY ARE SO CUTEE!!!!

pedrogaseoso PLS I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE!

comments have been limited

-

daniel3.jpg added to their story

-

taglist: @fangirlika @threedalla @sticksdoesart @ophcelia @gothicwidowsworld @nmw-am @h0e-xoxo @inthestars-underthesun @tyna-19 @champomiel @pitconfirmbutton @clcspeonies @67-angelofthelordme-67 @xcharlottemikaelsonx @fulla02 @mehrmonga @myescapefromthislife @deviltsunoda @lithiscool @bat-shark-repellant @harrysdimple05 @majx00 @baw-sixteen

credits: all pictures found on pinterest and instagram.

a/n: thank you for reading this far!! if you have any suggestions send them to me! i would love to include them in the next chapter!!

if you would liked to be tagged in new chapters, comment your username below 👇😗

[lyss-sketchbox]

Have you played through Natlan a little bit yet? Because I love it except for one thing. Does the Archon quest feel...off to you? At least the first act. Specifically the character introductions and character acting?

Funny thing actually i JUST finished it last night!

Well uh spoilers ahead

I think its... alright-ish? Act 1 basically sets you up with the basics, the characters, the culture, the traditions, and lore so we know whats up. Cool. We are literally being fed information because we are tourists and i can excuse that.

Idk how to feel about traveller and paimon literally going 'ah look, an opportunity has arised, its time to do our thing and help with this major event'. I mean yes thats how its always been but mentioning it doesnt... help... it just points out a flaw.

The characters are fine enough imo. I really expected Mualani to have this super hyper attitude and squeaky voice we usually get from an 'everyone loves me' character but shes suprisingly mellow and i appreciate that alot. (May change with Citlali though and im not looking forward to it)

I do not like how it is very Tell not Show. Because you know what keeps being shown? The fact that Kachina is A CHILD. Maybe she's not an actual child who knows but hyv is clearly infantilizing her. Case in point:

The chief of the tribe literally asked you for ID because you are strangers hanging out around her. He literally said 'a good feeling isnt gonna be enough for your parents to trust these people'

After the chief knew who the traveller is, he said he could trust Kachina to go to the Stadium to sign up and not get into trouble. She HAS to participate because she has an Ancient Name and you can barely trust her to go to the stadium???

Kachina mentioning how she can't keep excusing her age for being a bad warrior. So she KNOWS shes young and either she or other people in the past has excused her for her performance because of her age.

The genuine actual side by side of her first match up. You know a child vs a massive buff man. Maybe it's just me but her kit is clearly not made to DPS and hyv making us fight these opponents with only her kinda makes it feel so much like a drag.

Everyone around her keeps saying oh shes actually really good, she almost made it last time, shes super powerful just lacking confidence. Well we dont really... see it. When the tournament started and we play as mualani and kachina all i can think about it 'yeah mualani is gonna do all the fighting here' and it adds to the idea that kachina literally did the bare minimum. But then suddenly we get a really cool cutscene of her defeating a 3 times winning veteran. It is not believable to me.

Also now that she's won we are literally sending her off to fight the abyss where she has a REAL CHANCE OF DYING but we gotta be ok with it because she can get resurrected? Are we not supposed to be concerned that we are sending a child to war with a real chance of her dying?

It is such a tonal shock and the traveller or paimon barely says anything about it so WE are supposed to be fine with it too? It probably is culture shock but like... SOME people still sees Clorinde as a killer despite doing her job as a duelist, how do you think those people will think seeing THIS tradition.

As for the bit where we go with mualani while we wait for kachina to come back from war, it was... alright i think. But the manufactured 'chillness' is there, like you can tell theyre trying their hardest to potray this tribe as the chill surfers one. Its also obvious they want us to like Atea. While she looks a lil overbearing i appreciate that they were being subtle about her 'my life isnt gonna last long so i am doing this dangerous task', they had to explain it anyway for mualani but i think them not stating out right at first that 'woah you werent going here because you can use the hotsprings again!' is a good choice, that is a good show not tell i think.

For now though the entire thing simply feels off because i feel like there's no stake at all for us. If kachina loses? Then she doesn't get sent to the war, thats kind of a good thing seeing how she did ended up 'dying'. We've met the archon but for some reason hasn't asked about our siblings or anything and the only reason we are staying is because its the right thing to do. Thats it. I think it's just... alot offered to us but none with actual value to the traveller personally.

While you can argue that fontaine is exactly like that, that we only stayed to help lyney with his trial and everything else because its the right thing to do. Lyney is fatui. Neuvillette is a dragon. And furina is an absent archon. Theres an air of mystery around how fontaine works and these people have MASSIVE connections. You almost want to stay to see how it'll turn up, what information will show up.

Natlan on the other hand revealed basically everything to us in the first 2 acts. Natlan gets abyss attacks because they dont have strong leyline connections. The fatui wants the gnosis and literally will just fight the archon for it. The archon is chill and kind and is the reincarnation of the original archon because we were told that. The facking traitor from night-wind is obviously the Ororon guy lmao. So what IS left to speculate? To look out for?

Like wow she's gonna carve us an Ancient Name? Why lmao. What for? We can purify the abyss we are not dying in the Night Kingdom.

Shrugs idk feel free to fight me on this. I am just a lil jaded because i literally cannot take the archon seriously when shes literally just called 'Archon' with no special title or anything

[kindnessisweakness2]

Delusional - Part 20

“Im sorry. Please could you say that again?” Delaney spoke softly almost as if any loud sound would wake her up from this dream. The doctor smiled. “Your pregnant. I’d estimate by the level of HGC in your blood, your about 8 weeks. Still very early but with all the stress recently, im not suprised you fainted. It’s your body’s way of saying slow down.” The doctor signed one last thing on Delaney’s chart, before ripping the paper and handing her it. “Here is a perscription for some Anti-sickness medication. This should help you sleep at night. No stressful situations please, you are still very early and the risk of miscarriage is very high still.Please take care of yourself, eat well, sleep lots and i will see you back here for your 12 week scan. Please make your appointment at the front desk as you leave. But in the mean time, anything that worries you, anything that doesnt feel right please do not hesitate to come back and see me.” And with that the doctor left the room in silence. No one could believe it. “A baby! A beautiful Grandbaby!” Gemma finally let the tears spill down her face as her lips settled in a wide smile. “Congratulations guys! Your gonna be the best parents.” Everyone started kissing Delaney on the cheeks and clapping Jax on the back as they made their way out of the room. Delaney turned to Jax once they were alone, “a baby.” she whispered as she choked back a sob. “Our baby.” Jax pulled her in to a tight hug, kissing her deeply. “ I cant believe it." She whispered as she held onto Jax tightly. "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you or our family. This times gonna be different. I promise." Jax kissed her forehead as he helped her up from the bed. Delaney couldn't wipe the smile from her face as she looked up at the man she loved. "I love you." Jax Smiled at his fiance. “I love you too. Now lets go book this scan so we can see our boy.” Delaney laughed at him. “How do you know its not gonna be a girl?” Jax shrugged as he opened the door for her. “Just a feeling babe.” Delaney shook her head as they both started to make their way towards the nurses station. Both their faces dropped as Tara was also stood there filling in paperwork. Neither of them missed her eyes light up as they landed on Jax. Rolling her eyes, Delaney stepped forward, ignoring their convosation and gave her information to the Nurse so she could book her appointment. “Okay Miss Carter, What is the reason for your appointment?” The elderly nurse asked and Delaney couldnt help but talk loud enough for Tara to catch. “Its a 12 week Scan. We Just found out we’re expecting.” The nurse smiled kindly at her as she typed on the computer. “Congratulations!” Delaney smiled as she took the appointment card, turning back to where Jax and Tara stood. “Your having a baby?” Tara questioned looking at Jax, who was grinning at Delaney as she took her place under his arm. “Yeah. Abit unexpected but we’re excited.” Tara tried to smile but it was clear she was unhappy. “So marriage AND a baby? Thats a big committment. You sure you can handle all that jax?” Delaney’s face dropped at Tara’s questioning. “What are you trying to say?” Tara Smirked as she could clearly see she was getting under Her Skin. “Jax has commitment issues. Well to anyone other than me. Remember what you said to me that night Jax? You slept around after i left to try and feel something, But the only face you could see when you were inside someone was mine? How it was always me and you couldnt stand the thought of me going back to Chicago?” Delaney looked up at Jax, confusion clear on her face. Jax was glaring at Tara, but from how his cheeks tinged pink she knew he was embarrassed and hiding something. Fuck. She was played. He played her. Their happy bubble burst within the hour. It was never gonna be easy for them. They werent gonna get their happy ending.“Take me home.” She spoke quietly. No anger, no tears. And Jax had to admit that made him more worried.

They drove home in silence. Jax tried to talk to her but Delaney closed off. Completely. Her mind went on overdrive. Running through everything that happened these last few months. If she missed something. Did something wrong. When they pulled up to the house, Delaney wasted no time storming through the front door, Jax on her heels. Both of them Missing the rose petals on the porch. “Babe please. Talk to me. Let me explain.” Jax pleaded. Delaney dropped into one of the chairs around the kitchen table. “Explain what? You having sweet heartfelt chats with little TarTar? Nah no thankyou.” Jax shook his head as frustration filled him. “Fuck Sake, it wasnt like that. Baby please!” Delaney couldnt bear to look at him as tears filled her eyes. “I knew that all this the last few months was too good to be true. Us finally getting the chance to be together after everything with alex. The ATF on the clubs back, fuck my parents turning up. The baby.” Delaney choked back a sob. “Us being a family. Its just not gonna work. Especially with her in town and with your reluctance to let her go back to Chicago clearly shows theres something there for you. I told you previously i wasnt gonna stand in your way with her. I just wish you had been honest before. Before the engagement. Before the baby.” Delaney wiggled the engagement ring free from her finger, and just watching her take it off made Jax feel sick. “Baby no. Please its not like that. Just let me explain. I can fix it please.” Jax cried as he dropped to his knees in front of her. He did the only thing he could do. He begged. Begged to keep her. Begged to keep his family together. How could everything go so wrong so quickly? “I Just think we need some time. So much has happened so quickly. If you want to explore this thing with her. You can, i just cant be around to see it.” Jax cried as Delaney spoke. “No, i dont want her Laney. Please let me explain. Please. I’ll give you time if thats what you really want, ill stay at the clubhouse for the weekend. But i know what and who i want. Monday Morning ill be home to you. My fiance, mother of my child and the only person i love. Please baby.” Delaney captured his lips in her own. She kissed him like she’d never see him again. Like it was the last time. Because Part of her feared that despite what he said, Tara really was it for him. “I love you.” And with one last kiss, she disappeared down the hallway to their shared bedroom, and left a distraught Jaxon in the kitchen. 

Jax didnt know how long he sat at the table for. It was dark outside and the house was silent. Delaney had gone to bed a while ago, Jax wanted nothing more than to comfort her as he heard her cry herself to sleep. But she wanted space and Jax had to respect that. He couldnt believe the nerve of Tara. To drop that on them, ruin their happy moment. Yes, Jax admitted it. He said those things. But she conveniently left out that that convosation was way way back when she first came back to charming. When seeing her for the first time completely fucked his head. Before he realised Delaney was the one. Her and Tara were complete opposites. Tara was his first love, but she was needy and unreliable. You couldnt count on her for fuck all because as soon as shit got hard little Tara packed her bags and ran away. Delaney, was strong. Always there no matter how fucked shit got. She didnt pry, regardless of the situation. She trusted him and trusted his judgement. And he loved her more than anything. Why couldnt shit be easy for them? Why couldnt they catch a fucking break? Thats it. He’d had enough. Grabbing the keys for his Harley Jax softly closed the door behind him, as to not wake delaney, and made his way to his bike. Within seconds he was racing away from their home back towards St Thomas. 

[hanzhen0506]

~’I miss you so much already’~

Hello! Its zhan! Finally have an idea for Shinyu thanks to @afelia-123! Let me know if you want a part 2 or not! Hope you enjoyyy

”Congratulations Shinyu for your relationship,” Dohoon read it out loud the comment 42 sent on the live to shinyu, he smiled bowing and giving a thank you to the said fan while continuing his craft work. “Shinyu, what do you love the most about y/n?” Youngjae read then he and Dohoon look towards him. He laughed a bit and pause his work, thinking in his head. “How pretty she looks like this flower!” He said winking at the camera and show 42 his unfinish paper flower. Silence was loud and Dohoon burst out laughing, “I hope you dont ever do that again.”

“What? Y/n likes it when I do that”

“But shes not here right now.” Youngjae added

“Says who! She could be watching this live right now?”

“She is?”

“Well- I dont really know-“

“So she could be not watching the live too.” Dohoon joke, nudging his shoulder. “Yah your flower isnt finish, are you saying she looks ugly? Wowwwwww shinyu!”

“Woww Shinyu, I thought you were a good boyfriend.” They both tease their eldest member as he panic. “No! I didnt mean it like that!” He faced the camera and shook his head and hands “I promise its nothing like that!” They both laugh and continue with their craft when Dohoon read another comment. “How is y/n right now?” Shinyu tilted his head before saying “I dont know, I told her we’ll be going live but its been 20 minutes already. Should I call her?” The two younger brothers nodded excitedly as Shinyu takes his phone and dial up your number. You soon picked up the call, “Hello?”

“Darling! Hey say hi to the 42!” You laughed, realizing your in the live right now. “Hello 42!” “Y/n-noona! How are you? Its Dohoon!”

“Y/n-noona! Are you watching the live right now?” “One question at a time!” You giggled, “Im currently at that red spot going to the hybe building right now.” You said with careful words not wanting to be found by fans. The three gasp finding out your going towards them. “Im not really watching the live right now, too busy on driving.” You mention and you can hear Dohoon and Youngjae high five.

“Oh okay! They and 42 just wanna ask how you are thats all,”

“Hey! Your the one who said to call her.” Youngjae said while shinyu fake confusion. You laugh at the other side of the call. “Well I miss you to-” the sound of car screech was loud followed with being hit by something and glass breaking making all of the three panicked. “Darling?” He ask holding his phone tight. “Darling? Y/n? Hello???” soon people can be heard shouting and honking. Worrisome feeling raise on Shinyu as he hurriedly grab his jacket. “Hyung!” Dohoon shouted but was too late as he have left the room running to your whereabouts. You mention red spot which means you werent very far from the building, you were at the red light intersection. He sped up his running, noticing the heavy crowd surrounding and soon he spots your car almost folded near a light pole.

He rush towards your car, looking through the window and saw you passed out inside with blood due to cuts from the glass. “Y/n!” He shouted, opening the driver side door, carefully unbuckling your belt and carrying you out of the car. “Y/n,” He said holding you close, he look at any injuries or blood and finds your hip and head bleeding with your arms, legs and neck in bruises. “Someone call the ambulance!” He shouted to the crowd as they grab their cellphones. Shinyu started to cry as he gently holds your head and hip to stop bleeding. “Y/n, y/n, please be alright,” he helds your cheek. “Y/n, please wake up. Its me Yuya, please wake up, please wake up for me,”

“Hyung!” Dohoon shouted running towards him with Youngjae followed behind. They saw you and quickly helped with the bleeding. “The ambulance is on the way,” Youngjae inform as he nod, tears still falling while holding you tight.

It has been 4 hours since you were admitted to the hospital. A doctor inform Shinyu about your well being and how badly injured you are, needing a surgery. Shinyu immediately agreed to it, if it meant for you to survive. He didnt care how expensive it could be, he just wants you to be alright. Hence, how he is right now, worriedly waiting in the bench infront of the surgery door. Dohoon and Youngjae are in both of his side trying to comfort him but he couldnt hear them. He was too worried to care what they say, he needs you to be here with him. Tears threatened to spill again but he held back, holding on to his best friends hands trembling.

Then the worse thing he hears, the flatline sound of the heart monitor echoes in his ears. He sobs realizing what it meant as Dohoon holds him. He starts to remember all of the memories you’ve made, from confessing each others love, the first date, the first kiss, the first time being vulnerable to each other, there were many memories you and Shinyu have made, but there were still so many memories to make. Yet your inside the surgery room with no heart beat and Shinyu is grieving on the other side of the door. “Im so sorry..” he said in between sobs “I miss you so much already.. Im so sorry y/n, I love you so much Im so sorry..”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(Please do not steal my works!)

[lynnthefrenchtoast]

Lines from "In The Other Universe" that I CANT GET OVER

in which a fanfic writer (me) overexplains her oneshot bc I NEED TO RAMBLE AND MY IRLS FOLLOW ME ON EVERY OTHER PLATFORM SO TUMBLR IS ALL! I! HAVE!

(u should prob read it first this wont make sense otherwise)

"Even though it was not his name, Yin Yu turned"

i dont know if this is a canon scene or not (sue me the books are LONG and hard to buy in my country) but i've read about yin yu getting mistaken for yizhen and getting totally upset. so i decided to start this fic with him being so okay with it that he responds to qi ying's name as if it's his own.

(also because if ur so close to someone, ur nosy abt their business because it also becomes your business) I WANTED TO CONVEY THAT CLOSENESS FROM THE VERY FIRST LINE

"Should I tell Yizhen you can't even recognize me?"

CANON YIN YU IS SO GLOOMY AND HONESTLY WE UNDERESTIMATE HIS POTENTIAL TO BE TEASY. i just know he could be. all hard workers have a sarcastic inner voice

"The man damn near shits his pants"

AHAHHA okay look. i have this tendency when writing to be REALLY PRETENTIOUS AND FANCY. and ive learnt that usually NO ONE GIVES TWO SHITS. compared to genshin, tgcf fanfics are so beautifully written and sometimes i gotta remind this fandom to SPEAK INFORMALLY (unless its qi rong. then. yea. BUT WHO READS QI RONG FICS?)

"The blank wrist that has never known the kiss of cold metal"

I RIPPED MY OWN HEART OUT WITH THIS ONE

"In this universe, he discovers it's such a simple thing to be happy."

proof that quanyin is literally hualian's cousin

the entire earring scene

i am a sucker for qyz's over-attachment to the earrings. ik a lot of ppl think he's like this because its the only thing yin yu ever gave him but NO headcanon that even in the other universe, yizhen would be overly attached because hes a puppy

he xuan scene

canonically, he xuan would NEVER. bc 1) he's too lost in his own ways to ask for advice and 2) it would fuck with his earth master disguise too much. but since it's the other universe!!!! I CAN DO WHAT I WANT.

“Yizhen’s victory is my victory,” he declares, with a tone that leaves no room for argument. “His loss is my loss. When Yizhen cries, I am sad. When Yizhen smiles at me, my heart is so full it could burst.” He brings two jade white palms together, interlocking the fingers like entangled limbs on a hot summer morning. “We’re like this. One shared past; one shared future. As a Shixiong, don’t you think rather than being jealous, I’m extremely proud of how far he’s come?”

my favourite freaking line can you tell? IT SHOWS THEIR ABILITY TO ROOT FOR ONE ANOTHER. SHOWS EMPATHY. SHOWS LOVE. ("my heart is so full it could burst") THE RECALL TO THE MORNING THEY WOKE UP TOGETHER, REMINDING YOU OF DOMESTICITY AND SIMPLICITY AND TRUST AND CLOSENESS.

ONE SHARED PAST; ONE SHARED FUTURE ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? this is all i ever wanted for them. to be able to grow together and live together and die together. TO HAVE A SHARED PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.

this line is also loaded to me bc i once wrote a fic called "entangled pasts; estranged future" that wasnt good enough to be posted but GOD IT REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF IT

"Here, he never needs to know the weight of a mask – neither physical not metaphorical."

i dont like how i worded this but IT NEEDED TO BE SAID. YIN YU NEVER NEEDS TO KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO WEAR THE WANING MOON MASK but more importantly NEVER NEEDS TO KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO WEAR A MASK TOWARDS QUAN YIZHEN. NEVER NEEDS TO HIDE RESENTMENT. im shaking with all they couldve been and didnt become.

"Here, Brocade and Immortal are just two words"

hear that? its the sound of me BANGING MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL AAAAAA I SO DESPERATELY WANT THIS TO BE REAL i mean i understand if they werent so tragic i wouldnt love them as much but IT HURTS! (*100 teehee)

"Sure it will."

i actually hate myself why did i end it like that even in my fanfic i cant let them be happy. huh. i have to subtly hint that this isnt what happens.

its actually so upsetting that the whole fic is so nice and healing and all of it is just overcasted by this knowledge of "its not real. they never get to be this happy. what really happens is they resent each other and leave each other and they become one shared past; two estranged futures."

you can call me insane. im aware no one thinks this deeply about fanfiction and most people are on the site for smut. BUT I THOUGHT LONG AND HARD ABOUT IT SO YOURE FORCED TO LISTEN TO ME RAMBLE

[kikioffe-prime]

locked room

One shot of stellaron hunters being like family.

"Bladie finnaly sent me a messege back" Kafka turned to Silverwolf.

"What does this say? Should i teleport you to him?" She made a bubblegum baloon before it popped.

"He said 'Im fine' but it took him quite a while to type it out so yea. I gues you should teleport me to him" Silver nodded before taking Kafka's phone and typing something.

"Oh ho he is in a closed off room. I can only get you outside of the door." She handed the phone back.

"Looks like he isnt doing all that well" Kafka turned off the phone and put it in her pocket.

"Yea, he clealry was aware of us wanting to see him" She then teleported the woman onto the closest area to the closed off room. It was pretty dark around. A hallway empty. The building looked like it was recently abonded.

She stood in place trying to listen in and see if theer was anyone in the area. Her look she could hear someone's fast breath. Bingo. SHe slowly and quietly got closer to the sound.

She managed to get close to a door. Blade was isnide but Silver did say the room was locked from insdie.

"...Kafka.." A quite and weak voice came from isndie the room. She smiled and sat down. Her back pressing onto the door.

"Hi Bladie. You said you were fine but wanted to see for myself" He didnt respond for a good while. His breath has gotten slower and quieter.

"...Im fine.." He finnaly responded. Kafka knew it was a lie.

"Bladie, listen. You dont have to act all strong and tuff you know? If anything happens i am here." He didnt respond. But Kafka knew Blade listened.

"I consider you family. You, Silver, Sam and even Ellio. I will stay here until you are willing to leave" She could hear him move. There was a groan. Kafka could only imagine that he was wounded.

"...hmm... okey" Kafka stood up as she could hear Blade grab the handle and slowly pushe the door open before almsot falling on the floor. SHe grabbed him right away.

"There there. You got beaten up pretty badly hmm?" She pulled him up. Helping him stand.

"I will text Silver to get us both back. Just stay with me until then" She pulled out her phone. Blade stayed silent for a long while. Eeven after being teleported back.

His wounds werent all that terrible but tehy werent all that good either. He fell alseep after being rebandaged. Silver Wolf gave him YEt another plushie she won from a claw machine. It was a black long cat.

SIlver got back to gaming after giving the man the prize. She had no sue for it. SHe didnt care for the goal but for the fun while reaching it. Sam took notice of that.

"You will drown that man in plushies one day" He chuckled ashe handed her some bags of chips and a bottle of carbonated sode.

"He cant sleep without having atleast one around. And seeing how awfully he treats his phone i doubt the plush will last one week." She said as she opened one of the bags.

"Oh and thanks for the food" Sam simply nodded and left and walked up to the sleeping man.

"Hmm...oh" He swithly left and came back with a soft blanket. Covering the man up.

"Sleep well little hunter." He then quietly left the room and entered the one where Kafka and Ellio were discusing something.

"Oh you are back. How did Silver Wolf react to the little present?" Kafka asked first. To which Sam just got a thumbs up. A typical reaction from SIlver.

"And how about Blade. How is he doing?" Ellio asked next. They arent around all that much but they still care alot Alot.

"He is sleeping well. Silver Wolf once again handed him another giant plushie. This time a long black cat...noo i wont call it 'My brother' Kafka" The man looked towards the woman who laughed in responce.

"Well i mean, he normaly sleeps only like 2 hours, and always it ends with him waking up in cold sweat or screaming. Thats only one way i can have him sleep and not faint in a middle of a mission from exhaustion"

Ellio nodded to the information. "buy him soft thing.Noted"

"You dont ahev to , Im sure Silver Wolf will soon win another giant teddy bear or something again" Kafka reasured the other.

"Yea soon she will burry the poor guy in them" Sam chuckled.

The three continued the conversation, while Silver Wolf was trying to defeat 'Otto Apocalypse' in that one game of hers while Blade was sleeping relativly peacfully. Covered in plushies and a blanket.

[hailtotehthief]

Com(puter) Log: 2-27-23

(B)LOG of the information I have gathered tonight. LEnd an ear if you would my dear....

anyway. i searched every mention of “thom yorke” and “radiohead” on datalounge - heeding interesting results. “interesting” meaning there werent quite many and there was a large discrepancy in attitudes. Photographed below:

a lot of unrest here.

i think it is logical and “Just” to say overall gay guys really dont care for radiohead that much. supporting my theory that radiohead is not gay and is actually awesome. 

still, i really wanted to find some guys cranking it over thom, particularly small and very blonde thom of the “90s”. i had a vision that there had to be some guys out there that that was their thing. or that there must be a market that could be manipulated to behave this way.. the search continued as curiosity knows no end until the condition is treated.

I did find a thread where a couple guys confirmed their lust. and some guy fought the original guy in the comments because he started the conversation by declaring pansexuality and the second guy was calling it unnecessary for him to say his sexuality and then added that he finds ed and jonny the hottest. another guy said hes talked about how hot thom is almost every day for the past 5 years (Unphotographed. just believe in me.).

every thing and every where is full of love, I say. .

i stopped this search and instead found slideshow videos of thom on youtube. by “videos” i mean a couple as there are not many in the slightest from the time period the artform naturally occurred in (2000s-2012 maximum). But.. some guy decided to honor what was lost and has been making a couple since a year ago. a very honorable mission.. fell in love for a moments time but he has a twitter. and is saturating the fanfiction market with thom x reader mpreg and breastfeeding and the like (more points for love_but i cannot compete with that). if you are that guy and find this tumblr post i have no apology for you, but a clarification that this just happens in small moments naturally and all should be in love with the world. and its basically the same as when i had gotten the fabric to make a plush of a modified bear and the fabric cutting guy at joanns asked me more about it and it made me blush lots for 1 day then it all returned to the earth. it keeps going and we all keep experiencing each other in this world and getting whatever consequences out of it. something like that...

In my research i had also found out about reported “Bootlegs” that have popped up at multiple thrift shops and are officially recognized on the internet (discogs) like “Ground Control To Major Thom”. I have also fallen deeply for this. If anyone could get their hands on a copy of this id give any thing i can in return for ever.

i have had Banana Co on for quite some time and im not sure why. premonitions perhaps......

here is a little picture i had made of Mituna in recent times but worlds away.

[gallavich-headcanon]

i just had this pop into my mind and had to share with someone, please bear with me♡♡

what if one day ian decides to go to a therapist, its his first visit probably a couple weeks maybe months after the wedding and he comes back home and tells mickey about it

he gets into the kitchen, kisses mickey and starts talking after a single "how was it" from his husband, thats all he needs cus hes been thinking the whole session over all the new information settling in his brain, things he already knew and a lot of things he needs to look into. as is always the case with ian, when hes excited/emotional about a topic, he gets really into it, and though this topic is a bit bittersweet to him, it's also really interesting. the different approaches the therapist told him about, the sheer variety of therapy types he needs to do some research on should be overwhelming, and it is a little bit but its also fascinating to him, and so he tell mickey all about it. starting with the therapist and how the meeting went and going into the technicalities of therapy types and so on. It's a lot of information, but ian knows mickey will hear him out even if he talks for a long time.

except mickey isnt exactly listening, not because he doesnt care (he cares a lot and will ask ian questions about everything later) but cus his mind is wandering around admiring how hot ian looks all passionate and sexy. its always been so attractive to mickey when ian talks about things hes interested in, especially if he knows a lot on whatever topic hes talking about. mickey is not a weak man, but when ian gets like that, he's a lovestruck idiot that still can't believe he gets to spend the rest of his life with the redhead.

and so mickey only gets back to earth by the end of ians story

'(...) yea, so she said i should try looking into cbt, ya know?'

mickey freezes for a second, he might not know a lot about the whole therapy thing but cbt is definitely a term hes accustomed with

"... you mean like the torture?" he asks eyebrows high on his forehead.

"no, like the thera- wait, what do you mean torture?!" ians now looking at him like he grew a second head.

"well, you said cbt, right?" ian nods warily, not certain where his husband is going with the sentence "...cbt stands for cock and ball torture, no?" as mickey finishes his sentence he can see his husbands eyes grow wider. fuck, he shouldve been listening instead of daydreaming this is definitely not what ian was talking about.

"mickey, honey, you think my therapist would recommend cock and ball torture as a form of therapy?" the redhead looks at him incredulously but theres no condescension or pity in his voice like there could be if someone else was explaining something to mickey and he didnt get it. it was teasing, not in a mean way just the usual teasing they were both so familiar with, the way that came with smirks and goading each other on and ended in very hot sex (especially if it was mickey being bratty).

"i mean i dont know, maybe itd help or somethin'" he was smirking now too, his husband approaching him slowly and pinning him to the counter.

"you werent listening at all, huh? what got you so distracted that you couldnt even listen to your husband?" they were face to face, ians hands steady on his hips.

------

thats all i got jdbcjd but i imagine it would end with ian punishing mickey for not listening (in a sexy way ofc) and then afterwards theyd actually talk about the therapy and ian would explain to mickey what cbt stands, besides cock and ball torture jdbxj

ohoh and mickey would totally check out all the different therapy types when ians not home/not around him, partially cus he wanted to know more about what therapy would be like for ian but also cus hes thinking of getting a therapist himself and mickey is nothing if not thorough so he obviously needs to see what hed potentially be getting himself into

okay thats actually all i wanted to say, i hope you dont mind the lengthy message from a stranger i just really love your headcanons and this is the first one i had in a loooooooong time and km pretty sure its thanks to you so yea jdbdj just wanted to share and say thank you♡♡♡♡

Hello my darling! Welcome welcome!

We support Ian and Mickey getting the professional help that they need in this blog!

I agree that Ian will just wait for the tiniest que from Mickey to start blabbering away! I feel like when it comes to Ian’s mental health it’s not like him for Mickey to not be in focus, you know? I mean, Mickey is still human, with eyes that can see his gorgeous husband, so it does make sense. Just a bit out of character.

Hahaha not Mickey thinking cock and ball torture might be a treatment for bipolar disorder 😂 I wonder if he would have gone with it if there were studies to back that theory up. I think he loves Ian’s dick so much that it would make him sad to hurt it.

Ah cocky Ian back at it again! I LOVE it when Ian catches Mickey flustered and teases him about it. There’s some switch in Ian’s brain that flicks and he goes into his dominant mode. Mickey triggers it by accident all of the time.

cus hes thinking of getting a therapist himself and mickey is nothing if not thorough so he obviously needs to see what hed potentially be getting himself into -> yesss! Mickey deciding to go to therapy. I always love to read people’s headcanons about how he chooses to tell Ian about it.

lengthy messages from a strangers are my favorite! (You don’t have to be a stranger though) always tell me your headcanons please! I love hearing them 🖤

[averysmolkirbo]

PEOPLE SEEM TO THINK SO

ive lost ENTIRE friendships over this kind of thing. how am i supposed to know when you want to bw comforted by a lie?? its worse when you say "be honest" and get mad. Like no. you dont get to do that.

also this has not only lost me friends but has actually cost me ACADEMICALLY.

basically the thing was we had to do a presentation on a bunch of music artists (including one my teacher said was her favorite) and whilst doing research on said favorite i found that they really werent the best person (their wikipedia had a whole separate controversies section) and because it was factual information that i thought was important i put it in my presentation.

i get my grade back and its fine, but im going over what i got wrong and she took points off for the part where i reported less than favorable things on her favorite artist, with a snide comment like "you need to be more careful about what you're claiming against people" despite the fact that these weren't even new allegations, or allegations at all. It was factual info. IT WAS ADMITTED BY THE ARTIST THEMSELF. IT TOOK ME ALL OF 15 SECONDS TO FIND A CREDIBLE SOURCE ON IT. FUCK YOU MEAN "BE CAREFUL WHEN CLAIMING" I AINT ""CLAIMING"" SHIT, IM TELLING YOU FACTS. IT WASNT IN THE RUBRIC THAT WE HAD TO LIE ABOUT IT.

she totally just got mad at me for finding (very surface level, mind you, i'm no fbi agent) dirt on her favorite so she couldnt have a clear conscience about liking them. Similar thing happened to an artist she didnt really like, didnt bat an eyelash. biased bitch.

Also the way she made it sound was like we were personally gonna show it to the artist themselves, or put it in some highly published journal or something. no!! she was literally the only person who would be seeing this. this random artist isnt gonna have their feelings hurt if thats what youre so worried about.

also i think she already hated me for some reason and probably just did that because she hated me. and i have no idea why she even hated me. I did my work. I was nice to HER. I wasnt disruptive. she just hated my undiagnosed autistic vibe or some shit.

and on a side tangent on her, because it was a french class the class had the opportunity to go on a trip and it was (for the most part) great but near the end of the trip she was like super shady and started shit-talking MY MOTHER behind her back, FOR HELPING SOMEONE. And she really thought she was fucking slick bitching about her to our innocent guide in french, thinking she'd have no clue she talking about her. The only problem with that is my mom just so happens to have her bachelor's with a MAJOR IN FRENCH. she used to be a highschool french teacher, just like her. She understood everything they said. When she told me about it i was so pissed i very nearly went up to her face and asked her what her fucking problem was.

like you're not only deciding to say this at all, but you're doing it someone else, behind her back, and in a different language because you know you're being a bitch.

so glad that was one of the last times i ever had to deal with her because couldnt stand her after that. good fucking riddance.

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[ithisatanytime]

Kai, Hatchet Wielding Hitchhiker, Amazing Interview w/ Jessob Reisbeck

“before i say anything else i just want to say no matter what youve done, you deserve respect, even if you make mistakes you’re lovable and it doesnt matter your looks age skills your size or anything, you’re worth while.”

 i consider kai easy mode for spotting sociopaths, santa down there is on the hard side of things, i think the santa cover does him a lot of favors if he werent santa hed be some other garish thing. look at me. but if you dont pick up off vibes right away from that insane preamble watch it over and over until the words become meaningless, i mean.. they are, its a sweet sentiment. the first thing he says is he corrects the reporter “im one of the heros” how fucking humble of him. pay attention not just to what people are saying, but always ask yourself why are they saying it, are they attempting to convey information.. comunicate? or manipulate through flattery, or charm? is everything they are saying carefully crafted to make you like them more? ive gone in on kai more times than i can count, but a few years after this kai would upload a facebook post asking vaguely and ominously what you would do if you woke up in a strange mans house with the taste of blood and semen in your mouth? to which one of his friends responded “kill the dude” and he responded affirmatively though i cant remember just what he said, maybe he said “exactly” and it turned out that he had killed an elderly man while he slept in his own home. he wasnt a hithhiker, he was a male prostitute with a history of mental illness. the facebook post was obviously his attempt at justifying himself in the public eye after the fact, and the worst part is he didnt even surf as was shown hillariously by some surfers who took him “surfing” and filmed it and put it on youtube for all of us to laugh at. anyway start here at cock sucking murderer work your way up to dream, then when you figured him out, tackle santa

[mrfoox]

Being told 'you don't seem/act/look ____' is honestly the worst backhanded 'compliment' lol

[wholesomeivygreen]

Sukuna never had a problem getting himself off. He had multiple people to pleasure him ofcourse. It was always one needy whore after another, girl or boy, man or woman. They all wanted to be beside him and praise him.

All untill you. You and your innocent little joy of life.

The day he saw you he was raptured by your sweet smile and blinding beauty. Ofcourse sukuna being the king of curses wanted a taste of you and he knew that once you got a taste of him, you would be on your knees ready to serve him, or so he thought.

To lure you in he disguised himself as a commoner. As much as he hated it that was the only way he could get you to sleep with him. And so there he was standing in front of you- hand in hand...and in a date? He didnt quite understand the concept of dating. It was bizzare and quite complex.. I mean why spend time talking about interests and giving information about oneself that can be used in battles when you could indulge in worldly pleasures lusting over him.

But when he stood there, next to your smiling figure that was failing to get the toy out of the mysterious box of gifts and treasures or as you called it a claw crane.

He didn't understand how small things like those could excite you, he knew he could get you better toys, gifts unfathomable to human kind. Gifts and treasures that only the richest-

"Hehe look isnt this one adorable" you swirled your arm into his pulling him close to hear your heavenly laughter more clearly making him twinge with goosebumps.

As you continued to adore the little ball of cotton he made it his mission to buy the biggest toy there was. Huffing his chest when making the promise only to find you laughing and telling him that it was late and you both needed to catch the last bus.

Scoffing he agreed but somehow the walk back to the station made his way with talks and taunts that somehow made the curse laugh with genuine joy and peace.

Sometimes he found himself smiling and bit too fondly and having to remind himself that he was the kind of curses, devil reincarnated, a powerful curse who once ravaged the earth making thousands tremble-

Disturbed from his thoughts you pulled him down to land the lightest kiss on his cheekbone making him stare at you in wonder.

"Good night sukuna" ofcourse he told you his name....well he wanted to tell you his actual form too but after tonight...god what if he would scare you? What if you didnt want to be with him...wait be with him? Why would he be worried if you wanted to be with him or not?

Laughing he questioned his thoughts making him talk to himself in the dark way back home

'Yea right. Me the powerful sukuna..wanting a woman like her to be with me' what rubbish he thought while having the slightest tinge of red coat his ears.

As a couple weeks went by you both got closer and closer. The more you grew closer you more flustered you got, and ofcourse he wouldnt miss any tiny detail. Everytime he did something to mess with you he would await to see your lovely flustered reaction.

When he would lean down to brush his lips on yours ever so slightly teasing every inch of your tiny self he found himself filled with eagerness and desperation to get closer and make you his. But oh dear god the way you would whimper and sound off his reactions sending blood straight to his dick.

When he found out you reacted like that, whimpering and trembling at his arms sensitive to his touch he found himself repeating it over and over again.

Only to break apart one day and found himself pinning you to the floor as he floated on top of you lips inches apart, eyes fumbling between his and his lips as though signaling to wanting more.

"You look so fucking pretty like this" he said cupping your tiny face with his big hand bringing it closer to a heated kiss, tongue swirling into your own only making you groan into the kiss. With every sound you made, every trace of your small fingers on his body he only was tempted more, tempted to rip off every piece of clothing your body dared to hold.

He wanted to leave marks all over your body, emotion of jealousy and possessiveness taking over him as he left dark red kisses onto your soft skin.

When he raised his head he found you looking at him with a shock.

"Wha- who are you?"

Confusion evidenton his face he jerked back "Huh doll what are you talking about? I'm sukuna"

"No..sukuna doesnt look like this" you said backing off to a corner and as he noted his tatto on his wrists he realised, he changed back to his form. A form he grew when in lust or holding a desire to monopolize something.

Fuck

"Sweetheart. It's me.. I was just-" he knew no words put together would explain who he was and the grew a bit angry when he saw your face holding disgust or so he thought.

Huffing he sat down explaining the most he could. Leaving out parts where he would continue on another day but today he needed you, he needed to feel you, to hear your sweet sultry voice begging him to make you cum.

To his shock you werent afraid, hurting he didnt tell you before this but as you scoped closer cupping his face clearly way too big for your tiny hand

"I just wish youd told me sooner. I dont care where you're from and what you did. As long as we are together I dont want to worry about that."

Sukuna never knew words could turn him on the way it did right now. Pouncing on you continuing where he left off he was quick to remove all your clothing.

As he removed his he noted the way you stared into his chest eyeing his every feature. As though you wanted to eat him up. As he removed his underwear your mouth fell wide.

There was no way that would fit you. No way

As though he could read your mind he came to kiss you deeply

"Dont worry brat, I'll make sure to stretch you wide enough to take me. Hmm? I know my princess will do that for me wont ya?" Nodding he smacked one hand on your cunt he trailed his fingers that were so big you worried about them fitting too.

As he rubbed circles on your clit enjoying every sound that poured out from your sweet lips. As he traced the lining of your dripping pussy he collected some of your juices in his fingers before bringing them to his mouth sucking on them

"Fuck you taste so good. Cant wait to fill you with my cum."

With the end of that sentence he entered your tight hole. Fingering you slowly at first so you got used to his huge fingers. He pumped you in and out observing every twitch and shiver you showed. He sucked onto one of your breasts and the other hand rubbed deep circles on your clit and massaged your folds.

The way he fingered you were sinful, every turn and pull making you moan in delight. As he swirled his index and pointing finger to pump more juices from your dripping cunt he came down to suck on your sensitive clit flicking it with his tongue. He continued his ministrations ramming his fingers into your twitching hole.

He was observant, learning your every reaction as he curled up his fingers to reach a spot so sensitive earning a Yelp and you scurrying away from his touch only for him to pull you back with his nails digging into the soft of your thighs. Kissing you thighs biting the inner side of them.

"Did I tell you could move away from my touch brat? The next time you scurry away and I wont let you cum. Okay? and be a good little whore and lemme stretch you" his words leaving a harsh warning into your brain you knew not to move. Rather you pushed your hips to match his pace as he fingered you to your orgasm.

As you felt a gush of water on your inner thighs you were left heaving and trying to make sense of reality when he came forward lining himself towards your entrance collecting the juices your dripping pussy let out.

"Hmm..and what should I do next princess?? Hmm?"

"Please- I.. want you in me" you said nervously fidgeting with you arms as you let you arms hang on his broad shoulders. He kissed the side of your ears whispering in an octave deeper than usual

"Want what?" He teasing and licking your ears, he knew it was your sensitive spot

"I want your huge cock. Please sukuna"

"Say it clearly brat" he said slapping your boobs before sucking and nibbling your tip

"I want ...want your big dick in me.. please sukuna"

"That's it..that's all I wanted to hear my sweet whore"

As words left your mouth you felt a stretch in your tiny pussy earning a groan from the great king himself before sinking in to reach the deepest part of you that no one ever could

"Fuck you're so fucking tight" he said ramming himself into you obliterating your sweet cunt. His thrusts never slowed down only growing stronger and a tad bit faster so that you were getting accustomed to him. The stretch was so much, too much for you to handle as you felt tears spilling from your reddened cheeks you held onto him hoping you make it out out this alive because the way he was making a mess out of you you werent sure.

He continued and on noticing your tears he kissed your cheeks and lips asking if you were okay. The great king reduced to asking whether you were okay or not..times had truly changed

"Go- go a bit slower.. you're...to..too big unnhhh" you said leaving nail marks on his back earning a hiss from him and that sentence just drove him over the cliff.

Realization hit and he slowed down not so much just a bit so that his arms were on either side of you, mouth kissing your cry of pleasure away.

Soon his arms held your waist in a way to slightly hold you up and he angled himself to curve himself into you. You gasped into the air, breath leaving your lungs for a second as he smirked with the power that only he had. To make such a face out of you.

Hair messed up, body sweating and mouth left gaping open for him to steal open mouthed kisses anytime he wants. As he pulled you closer every inch of his dick now entering your tight cunny you felt your stomach bulging a bit and on looking down you found a bump of his tip. Smirking he massaged the area

"Is my dick too big for you tight cunny hm?" He said but the sight of you fucked up like this only drove him nuts making him turn your insides violently making you scream.

"Yes..you're so big. So fucking biggg...fuck su...I'm.. I'm so.."

Circling your sensitive clit he groaned into the sensation of you tightening on him "I know princess. Fuck I'm close too"

As you felt white run out you jerked your hips to match his brutal pace whimpering about how big he was and how hes ruining you.

With every thrust he grew closer to his unbecoming as he let out white strings of hot cum into your tight sweet cunny.

The sight etched into his memory, you laid out in front of him bare and vulnerable with dark marks all over your body, cunt leaking out his cum and sheets soaked with both your fluids.

This was a sight he would never forget as he laid next to you bringing you on top of him you rubbed circles on his tattooed chest admiring his chiseled body.

He brought your face up to kiss him sweetly, as though he was scared he would break you.

You fell into a deep slumber while the curse stayed awake..wondering what to be done of his new pet.

[am-i-ourple]

you rbed some spicy photo of a couple in a car and tagged it with college!henry and im literally sitting here trying to file me fucking taxes like the mature adult i’m supposed to be but i can’t stop thinking about college!henry taking reader to the drive in for a cute date but he just CANNOT take his eyes off them and one thing just leads to the other and [ begins to shake and froth ]

Id apologize, but I wouldn't mean it lmao

But yes, I've too been thinking about car sex with Henry, so as a distraction, here's a little ficlet :)

(This is a continuation of the original college!Henry ask)

Dates happened several nights a week. You found that now that the two of you were finally together, Henry had become more clingy in a away, wanting to be around you and have you around at every chance possible. He was always walking you to your classes and hanging out in your dorm with you, distracting you from things that needed to be done. You didn't mind all that much though, even though you weren't getting as much studying for finals done as you would like, the cuddling and soft spoken conversations in your tiny twin bed with Henry was so much better.

It was Thursday afternoon, though, and neither you nor Henry had classes for the rest of the day. The two of you had been in a study room at the library, cramming for exams, but eventually Henry sat back with a huff rubbing his face. You ignored him in favor of trying to get some work done because as soon as you gave him attention you knew there was no going back. Gladly, though, he sat across from you at the table silently, just watching you for awhile, watching you concentrate and absorb as much information as you could.

Then, you assumed it was done unconsciously, but Henry's foot grazed yours under the table and he just let it rub against it. Smiling, not minding the point of contact you pressed your foot into his own, glancing up with a smile, only to recieve a sheepish look and a quiet, "sorry."

You shook your head and leaned back, replying, "I didn't mind," then you sighed and looked at Henry, taking in the way the lighting bounced off his perfect ginger curls, and pale skin covered in freckles. Meeting his eyes, you softly said, "Im getting a headache from staring at this textbook, do you wanna go do something more fun?"

Immediately Henry perked up and gathered his things, saying, "God yes please, I was loosing my mind from boredom. Wait, not that you're boring, im just tired of studying and I'd rather be out doing stuff with you and-"

You pressed a kiss to his cheek to stop his rambling after putting everything away in your backpack. Once he was looking at you, you pressed a quick kiss to his lips, saying, "Then come on, let's go do something."

With the goofy smile he always gets when you kiss him, Henry grabs your hand dragging you out of the library helps you into his truck. Once in himself, Henry started the vehicle and asked, "So what do you want to do?"

You thought for a minute, letting him pull out of the parking lot, before an idea came to you, "Something quiet, just the two of us? Like maybe just driving around and talking?"

Henry smiled, grabbing your hand again, curling his fingers between your own, "That sounds perfect."

Quietly, just enjoying each other's presence, Henry drove the two of you out of town, turning onto dirt roads, just driving aimlessly. Occasionally the two of you would spark a conversation, but for the most part you both enjoyed the silence and relaxed feeling that had filled the cabin of the truck.

You werent sure when, but at once point you found yourself just watching Henry drive. The golden sunlight shining in his hair making it look like spun gold at some angles. You took in how his cracked window caused the wind to ruffle his curls, making them look effortlessly tussled, making you want to run your fingers through it. You stared at his beautifully thick fingers that gripped the steering wheel and how his arms and chest looked so perfect in his t-shirt. You found yourself mesmerized by how his eyes shined like topaz in the sunlight.

Eventually, you slid into the middle seat of the truck, cuddling into Henry's side as his smile widened and he glanced over at you. He moved his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer, leaving your hand now empty. Wanting to be closer, you placed you now free hand on Henry's knee and you turned kissing his neck as that was what you could reach easiest from that angle, and surprised but happy when Henry let out a small noise. That noise clicked on something inside you, and you found that you needed to hear more of those noises from him. So gently, you pressed more kisses to his neck and jaw, enjoying the slight tickle from the unshaven facial hair. You also moved your hand up from his knee sliding it up and down his inner thigh, biting your lip as Henry let out a gasp when your hand rose a little to high and brushed against his half hard cock.

"Babe, god, I need you stop stop.....not that I'm not enjoying this, I'm just...fuck I'm enjoying it too much," he groaned out as you nipped at the skin beneath his ear.

You yourself were to worked up, so you just said, "Isn't that spot we looked at the stars just up ahead? Why don't you pull in there?"

You pulled back, just enough to see his adam's apple bob as he swallowed and nodded. Smiling as you noticed he sped up the truck, you pressed your hand along his upper inner thigh, working a mark into the spot you'd just been nipping at on his neck. All the while, Henry's arm that was around your shoulders dropped down to grab at your lower hips, his hand almost underneath you trying to grab at the pillow flesh of your ass.

The second the that he'd pulled into the clearing, Henry through the truck into park and turned to you, pressing you backwards into the truck seat as he attached his lips to your neck and let his hands roam over your body. Now the two of you had gotten hot and handsy before, grinding and making out in your dorm room, but never going all the way, content in just feeling each other, but right now all you could think of was how you wanted more than that, how you wanted to go all the way and feel Henry deep inside of you.

Pulled from your thoughts, Henry groaned in your ear grabbing both of your hands in his own, whispering, "Are you sure baby? I've never wanted anyone more than I want you right, now, but we can wait until we're in private, somewhere more comfortable."

Feeling heat over come your face as you realized you had said your thoughts aloud, you shook your head, grabbing at Henry's shirt, trying to pull it off.

"No, I want you know, right here," grinding upwards against Henry's tented jeans, you moaned, "Fuck, please fill me up."

Looking into Henry's eyes, he looked back at you like you'd just told him the best thing he'd heard in his life, which wasn't far from the truth. So he quickly pulled off his shirt and pushed your own over your head, before pressing his lips to your own, groping at the newly shown skin, while he tried pulling down your jeans. It was a bit of a wiggle with the tight space, but eventually, he got both your jeans and underwear off, and immediately he pulled back to look at you.

"Perfect, god you're so fucking perfect," Henry said, burying his face in your neck, "wanna stay like this forever."

Gently, he trailed his fingers along your stomach, enjoying how your skin twitch beneath his touch. Then he moved them to your entrance, taking to fingers and circling it a few times until you bucked upwards needing to feel more, wanting those thick fingers inside of you, so slowly he pressed two of his fingers in, angling them upwards to press against your tight walls.

Throwing your head back, you quietly moaned his name as Henry found a steady rhythm thrusting his fingers in an out of you, slowly opening you up to be able to take his cock. As he stretched you, he fingers searched for that spot he knew would have you feeling the most pleasure, and once he found it he made sure not to lose it, angling his fingers to hit that spot each time, soaking in how you gripped his shoulders and let outs the perfect moans as your face twisted in pleasure.

Soon, you found yourself standing on the edge of your orgasm, bucking your hips up to meet his fingers a few times before your eyes rolled back and your shouted his name, one hand shooting down to grab his wrist as he helped you ride out your orgasm.

When he finally pulled his fingers out of you, you watched through lidded eyes and with a heaving chest, as he liked his fingers clean before his hands moved down to undo his own jeans and let his straining cock out. Whimpering, you watched as his hand pumped his thick shift a few times, before he leaned over you, and whispered, "Come on baby, I need you on your hands and knees, that'll most likely be the easiest and most comfortable way to do this."

Slowly, still wobbly from that shattering orgasm Henry had just given you, you turned around, his hands helping to guide you and settling on your hips once you were in position. Carefully, Henry moved one hand to squeeze you flesh as he ran his cock along your twitching entrance.

"Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Henry, please."

Needing no more prompting, slowly Henry started to inch inside of you, one of his hands shoting out to grab the window sill of the truck in a white knuckle grip to keep his cool as your walls squeezed him every way he had imagined they would. Once fully seated inside of you, Henry rested his head on the back of your neck, letting out huffs as he tried to keep from fucking you to quickly, too soon.

Breathless, Henry groaned as his hips involuntarily ground into your own, he said, "How do you feel this good. Oh my god, you're so much better than I could have imagined, and fuck have I imagined this more than I should admit."

Whining again, you pressed back into him, opening your mouth to tell him to just move already, but he beat you to it, his hips pulling back slowly before slamming forward, making your own hand shot out toppers against the door in an admit to keep you steady. Moaning, you wiggled your hips back towards Henry, as he repeatedly pulled out before slamming back in over and over, each time the angle slightly different, not speeding up until your free hand jumped up to grab his on the window. You felt Henry's smile against your neck, and just barely caught him whispering, "There it is," before his thrusts became more consistent, speeding up just enough to have your eyes rolling back from pleasure and your nails digging into the skin of his hand.

Henry's grunts into your neck paired with your moans and the slap of his hips against your own was a sound you never wanted to forget. The two of you took turns moaning each other's names along with curses.

Once more you found yourself on that delicious prescience of pleasure as you moaned out, "Henry, oh .... oh fuck, yes yes yesyesyesyes pease don't stop, gonna, oh fuck, im gonna cum, don't stOP."

Nailing that sweet spot directly, Henry groaned out, "Cum for me baby, squeeze my cock with those warm walls."

And then you were seeing white, pleasure over took you as your body seized and your mouth opened in an inaudible moan. Through a haze, you could hear Henry cursing and praising you, saying something about burying himself deep inside of you and filling you, all the while his thrusts sped up and your walls became over sensitive. But it only took a few more minutes before Henry pressed himself as deep as possible inside of you and with a low grunt he emptied himself, letting your still twitching walls milk him for all he had.

Eventually, your body went limp from all the pleasure and Henry just wrapped himself around you, kissing your upper back not moving away from you, keeping his slowly softening cock buried inside of you.

"You know, this is not how I imagined our first time......but I wouldn't trade this for anything. I love you," Henry whispered into your skin.

Smiling you tilted your head to the side, letting him press his face against your cheek, as you said, "I love you too."

The two of you stayed like that for a bit, enjoying each other's skin against their own. But eventually Henry pulled away, finally pulling out of you and leaving you feeling empty as he reached into the glove box for napkins, gently cleaning you and himself up, before tucking himself away into his jeans. Carefully, he helped you put your clothes back on before pulling you into his lap as the sun was setting over the horizon.

Henry rubbed his hands along your back, giving you occasional kisses, letting you just doze and soak in his closeness, but after a while Henry cupped your face, making you look at him, before saying, "Move in with me. When the semester ends, just move into the apartment with me. I want you there with me each night I fall asleep and each morning I wake up. I want to cook dinner for you and share lunches, and just have you close whenever I want. Move in, please."

Shocked, you take in his expression, finding nothing but adoring love, as you rest your hand on his cheek, saying, "I want nothing more."

You're not sure who initiated it, but you found yourself kissing Henry deeply, both of you trying to express your love in a way that you knew words could not convey. And when you finally pulled away, you rested your foreheads together, basking in each other's love. But then a thought popped into your head, "Wait, shouldn't you ask William first? I don't want to over step."

Pecking your lips, Henry just said, "William will be fine with it, its ok. In fact, why don't we head back? You....do you want to stay the night tonight?"

Grinning, you laughed and said, "Thought you werent going to ask," then whispered in his ear, "plus, you need to show me how you had thought our first time would go, hopefully it involves your bed."

Henry looked at you, eyes wide and pupils already dilating again, just nodding as words became lost to him. He just pulled you in for another deep kiss before you slid apart and Henry started the truck, heading back to the place you already thinking of as home.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Super-Hubby Proof

Masterlist

Summary: you have a plan for your and clarks anniversary, but bruce has to help with some details.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, implied Smut, Femdom, MaleSub, Switch, Power Play, Bondage, implied Bdsm, Mentions of Pegging, Toys, Humour

A/n: somthing ive finally got the courage to post lol i hope someone likes it, as its different from what I normally write.

Taglist: @infinite-shite @captainsy-cookiemonster @spazzymamahenrylover @thelastsock @iloveyouyen @littlefreya @mary-ann84 @libbymouse @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @the-soot-sprite @foodieforthoughts @inlovewithhisblueeyes @viking-raider @sif-the-tsunami @luna-aestas @blakerogue @sillyrabbit81 @nuggsmum @littlebirdofrivia @hisangelicdemon @fivequartersoftheorange @pussyverson @a-little-counter-esperanto @zealoushound @amberangel112 @starstruckkittyangel @angryschnauzer

"What why do you need that?" Bruce huffed as he waltzed about the bat cave you werent allowed in but somehow snuck into and pestered him.

"I... shut up bruce you gonna help or not?" You followed grumbling as the bat of gotham tried to our manoeuvre you in the 'lair'

"No im not, not unless you tell me why?" Bruce finally growled turningmon you clearly worried about your request for kryptonite in any form, let alone bindings. You were clarks wife and bruce would allow concessions but this request made him uneasy. Why would you need clark restrained? Superman weakened? Was there foul play?

"Ugh... For fuck sake-look trust me I'm not gonna hurt him! I'm just... I just need him... subdued for a while thats all" you uttered flushing trying to avoid the reason behinde it all.

"I'm sorry y/n but I'm going to need more then that, your asking me to make restraints for the most powerful being on the planet... not least of all my friend" he huffed spinning on you crossing his arms tryingnto give you the third degree. He was slowly becoming worried, why would his friends wife need tk restrain him? His mind was mulling over every possible reason.

"He will thank you trust me... Its just a delicate issue" you tried hinting at the reason behinde it. It wasnt like you could just say it out right!

"Delicate? Are you in trouble or something? Are you going to do something stupid? Is that why you need him tied up? So he wont come save you?" Bruce frowned shaking his head whilst throwing out more suggestions, slowly becoming more and more worried.

You paused and sighed shaking your head blinking at him before slumping, deflating a little. Yoh really didnt want to risk embarrassing yourself or clark... but clark deserved this! He deserves everything. And if you had to tell beuce to make it haplen then you will. Besides you doubt the bat would repeat this information. Witn any luck he'd want to forget it completely!

"No.. no look i just... come here, i'll whisper it the walls have eyes... and ears" you leant forward and began whispering. To him, at first it was hard admitting that you and clark wanted to explore li,e this. But it quickly became easier when bruce began flushing and trying to pull away from you causing a fuss.

"Oh-OH?! wait thats his thing? You know what dont answer that im game... wait stop- no! I mean yes i fine thats enough! Please stop talking!" The bats voice got higher as his hands held yours and he attempted to pry your fingers from his suit as ou whispered in detail eactly what you were going to do to your immobilised bent over super-hubby~

"Y/n for the love of god stop! I gotcha, i gotcha... okay i'll do it but you know he will be annoyed right? Your really pushing it this time" bruce said still uncomfortable but now it was becuase of the intimate details of your and clarks sex life that youd just explained.

"I'll be fine... if you do your job right" you hummed patting him on the back and stepping away from him with a chuckle taking a little moment to relish in making the big badass party boy bruce wayne flush like a little school boy.

"I can have them ready in a week or so will that be enough to... prepare the... other bits you need?" He uttered queitly curseing the fact that he just couldnt shut himsekf up. It was as if he really were a teenager just spewing questions and muttering words just to try and rid himself of the images of you pegging his best friend.

"Yes, yes thats fine- and dont worry i've already got the strapon and the vibrating butt-" you said smirking the entire time eyeing the billionaire impishly enjoyingnthe way he looked ready yo have and aneurism or somthing. It was rare to catch him out like this, so ofcourse you were going to milk it.... much like your husband~ lucky you!

"Oh god stooopp!?" He hissed and tried to escape you once more by distancing himself from you drifting behinde one 9f the many workbenches in the cave.

"can you do one more thing brucie boy?" You purred tipptoeing forward dragging your long nails over the desk as you prowled around it stoppin beside him and leaning back casually fluttering your lashes at him pleading. He gave a hefty sigh before answering.

"What?" he asked hesitantly almost dreading whatever extra little request you had for him. You grinned and prodded his chest lightly as you spoke in an over enthusiastic tone.

"Can. You, mr big bad bat of gotham~ Sneak my gift into the fortress? He... We always go there for a few days on our anniversary" you asked whilst givin him a little tidbit as to why you wanted this potentially dangerous subduing apparatus in supermans secret club house. Bruces face dropped to confusion, then annoyance finally resting with shock and a bewildered look. Then blinked as you giggled at him. Today must be your lucky day, you'd got more reactions out of the stoic man today then you had for the entire fohr years youd known him!

"Thats where you sneak off to? Thats... Pretty weak I'd have thought he'd take you to the maldives or bahamas?" You laughed outloud and waved a hand at him, brushing off the shock. Bahamas? God somtimes you forgot this man had more money then he had sense. It was laughable that he thought clark could afford a surprize romantic bahamas trip on his salary from the daily planet. Hell even with your earnings you'd bearly afforded the trip to Disney world last year.

But bruce sat there straight faced, and slightly confused. Sometimes the man forgot what he had. He didnt think anything of jetting off to the most luxurious destinations when ever he pleased. It was pocket change to him... i mean youd had to explain what an over draft was to him once. He didnt understand how a bank account could be minus. In this sense he was actually quite adorable, feared billionaire vigilante of gotham being taught the valure of money by a random little nobody.

"Well he is only a reporter, we cant afford that and we... enjoy being normal you know? No flying or whatever... clark and y/n kent, no superman" you said managingnto get your laughter under control. You didnt want him to be offended its just gave you the chuckles when he was like this, it was sweet in a way.

"Pfft No superman? In supermans super secret kryptonian spaceship fortress?" He huffed now feeling all grumpy becuase youd laughed at him. He knew you hadn't meant to but you sometimes made him feel stupid. He couldnt help the money and lifestyle he'd been raised in. But he was slowly understanding what his wealth offered him, and it was more then the fast women and fast cars.

You smiled to him rolling your eyes and leaning down tryingnto get eye contact with him to let him know you were messing with him. After a few seconds you nudged him forceing a smile and he snapped out of his pouting.

"Tell you what you do your little thing and i will book a week in the maldives for you, all inclusive sea villa everything on my black card" he decided with a huge grin but youees almost popped out and you shook your head quickly panic washing over you. You couldnt do that!

"What? No bruce i cant let you do that"

"You can and you will, he's gonna know it was me who made this fucking contraption-" he argued but you tried to cut him off only to fall silent as he held a hand up shushing you.

"Look point is this is my ass on the line too, maldives will save me from getting roasted... literally"

"Fine i suppose i cant stop you...

"Then its a deal i will make you the....thing and it will do everything your little deviant heart desires. And in return i get to treat you and clark to a romantic holiday to try and save my own skin" he said with ,inimal cringeing whilst holding his hand out to you. You smiled warmly at him and took his hand. Yu knew he would have made your special super-proof stockades anyway but this was also his excuse to treat you and clark to a getaway of a life time. Bruce wouldnt take now for an answer, this was his way of still being the cool hard ass of gotham.

"Great its settled now leave before you start putting more images in my head its creepy!" He huffed spinningnyou around and escourting you out of the cave making you laugh.

"Are your eyes closed?" You asked you super-hubby leading him through the fortress. He smiled squeezing your hand as you dragged him down the halls.

He was excited, what ever you had planned had aroused you, you were dripping. He could smell it on the air the sweetmlness he'd soon be feasting on no doubt! He couldnt wait~ especially when youd stripped into an amazing vintage looking lingerie set, all lace and silk, stockings and snug garter belt hugging your form. You even remained in the stilletto high heels he loved you in despite you hateing the pain that came with them. He appreciated the sacrifice on your part.

"Yes yes" clark replied with a chuckle, you grinned entering the room where the magnificent set of kryptonite laced stockades were. Bruuce had done wonders taking great care to place just enough to weaken clark to that of a human man. Bruce made sure no harm would come to you or his friend. None of the kryptonite was visible, it was deeply embedded so it wouldnt irritate clarks skin. The kryptonian wouldnt know its was there untill he felt how weakend he was. Nothing dangerous, simply enough to let you have our wicked way with him.

You were excited, clark had said a few times he'd love to be powerless just once. To fall victim to you and your lust, to feel waht it was you felt everytime you gave everything up to him. He wanted to be free, free to feel and let go give in to a weaker pliant side.

And you always wanted to give that to him. To let him be vulnerable with you. Youd explored this with him somewhat, you'd topped him trying out a few things he'd hinted to b7t been to shy to ask for out right. But that was just a butt plug, he'd enjoyed it-ruined the sheets below him! So you were sure he was going to enjoy this whole endeavour. But you were a little nervous. I mean the odd finger or butt plug was one thing, but fucking him? That was something else.

"No xray peeking?" You chimed leading him closer to his metaphorical doom.

"No I promise now what are you doing?" He asked nerves creeping into his voice as you stopped him and began removing his shirt, flicking open the buttons one by one pressing kisses on the skin as you pealed the shirt open. Clark shuddered when you locked your tiny hot mouth around a nipple nibbling aspt it whilst dragging his short away.

You hummed releasing the now reddened teet with a drag of your teeth and giggled nuzzling against his warm fuzzy chest smoothingnyour hands over the plains of hard muscles, they jumped and shivered as your cool hands roamed him.

"Just relax my love~ Now spin and bend forward... there we go arms up babe" you finally spoke helping get him into place befpre quickly shucking dpwn the top of the stockades.

"Wha- babe what the fuck?" He yelped eyes snapping open and quickly tugging in a panic only to gasp and stutter when he couldnt tear free instantly.

"Do you like it?" You asked prowling around him like a cat, leathal and smooth. The stealth and grace you had in that moment was enough to bring any ,an to their knees. For a moment he was greatfull for the stockades holding him up right... well half up anyway. If not the the contraption he'd already be on his own knees befpre you pressig desperate kissing along your knee and inner thigh begging to lap at the juicey cunt hidden and weeping behinde the silk.

"This is your anniversary gift my love! A set of kinky stockades, but this set is particularly intresting there is a tiny bit of kryptonite init." You drolled smirking at him as he wriggled, breath already becomeing laboured pants and his suit pants becoming tighter. His cock already a few steps ahead, the beacon had been lit~

"Just enough to keep you in check" yu hummed disappearing behinde him a victorious smile gracing your lips as he cursed and the stockades gave a dull clunck as he tr4ied to follow you and keep you in his sight.

"Tonight mr kent you truley are at my mercy~" you purred from behinde him, tugging your harness up your thighs and securingnit on your waist letting the buckles clink so you husband could hear it. He shivered and moaned. You giggled biting your lip as you stroed arohnd before him again letting him see his suspicions were correct. You will have him tonight, just as he had you many nights before.

"Ah fuck babe- babe please~" he yipped and moaned stamping his feet cutely as you moved forward hands tagging eagerly at his suit pants and releasied the button letting the soft dark material fall to the floor, and then pinged him with the elastic of his boxers before forcing them down his hips.

"Begging already wonder boy? Im not even started. Kick" you uttered teasing him by keepjngnyour face just out of his reach. He whined and craned his neck trying to press kisses to your cheek but you held storng before comanding him to kick away his discarded bottoms.

"Now lets have a little one on one time with this glorious ass shall we?" You hummed whislt reaching out of his siht and reappeared with a bottle of lube before opening and drizzling it over the phalus attatched to your pubic bone. You bit your lipwatxhing him as his eyes followed your ha d and then widened, he almost yelped out loud and shifted on his feet again, hos own cock jumping at the sight.

"Oh god babe?! I-thats not gonna fit!" He keened tugging unconsciously on the stockade once more drawing a giggle from you when his voice trailed off into a moan.

"Thats what she said... well what i said~" you giggled and continuedto stroke the lube over the average sized pink strappon that was secured to your crotch. Smirking all the while as clark tried looking away absentmindedly trying to tugg his head free on the stockade. But every flinch was met with stern resistance by the apparatus, holding the mans hands and head in its grasp.

"But i think you'll find this will be a perfect fit~" you hummed walking around out of hos veiw with a smirlk. Clark tugged again moaning loud as you disappeared behinde him out of sight. You moved your hands over his back petting the taugh skin nd drifted lower to his hip and then followed the bone, one fatal arch that dipped forward towards the powerfull v above your own prize. Your hand grasped him firmly drawing a hiss and violent jerk of his hips forward willing you to grasp him firmly.

You did so with a laugh but remained still enjpying the pants and mewls, the desperae whines of your bound love whos whole body trembled. You knew this is something he'd wanted to experience, complete and utter helplessness. To be a your mercy entirely and have to endure whatever you wanted from him. And every moan and gasped breath and wimper only made you more confident in your decision.

"And remember love, the safeword is batmobile~" you teased ghosting your lips over his shoulder pressing a kiss to his skin making him jolt again. Hand tightening and twisting around his engorged cock, the way it was throbbing and twitching in your fingers telling you just how much he was enjoying this new found switch. You were glad he did, there was always that seed of doubt. But you figured it'd be good for him to let go everyonce in a while.

"Whats the safe word?" You asked teasingly, his response was a gargled moan of 'batmobile' makjng you chuckled and stand tall right behinde him raking your nails down his back as a reward making the godlike man bow beneath them, arching like a cat. Both chaseing and fleeing the light sting of you manicured nails. You chuckled when his whole body shivered again as the tickle became a pleasant sting.

"Now be a good boy and relax" you purred stopping the light patterns at the curve of his taught bottom that twitched and rippled as he shifted on his feet. You grinned and snapped your hand up capturing the underneath of his bottom making him yelp. You paused as the red mark began to show and then grinned.

So the kryptonite weakened him enough to feel the bite of your palm? Thats good to know ~ you hushed him rubbing the soft spot before lightly plucking at the cheeks separateing them just to let them spring back. He mewled archjng and squirming pleadjng with you to show him mercy, finallysuccumbing to you and the festivities you had in mind. You let out a giggle your breath fanning over his tail bone as you pressed a single chaste kiss to one of the glorious cheeks.

"Good boy Clark"