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deanbrainrotwritings · 11 months

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— BRO, ASHLEY’S HERE

SUMMARY : dean goes all the way to make this slumber party magical, especially for his kids.

PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : bruce, wanda, and mavis again as oc children, sam winchester

WARNINGS/TAGS : angst, fluff, swearing, lots of teasing from little kids, kissing

WORD COUNT : 1.2K

A/N : except the reader’s name is definitely not ashley, it’s just a song by attack attack! that has nothing to do with the story, but it’s still a good song. I tried to copy WandaVision when I wrote this, that’s why one of the kids is named after her. and then I just liked Mavis when I was looking up random names online. I was in my feels, I don’t remember when I wrote this, lmao. x

Dean looked at Wanda and Mavis lovingly. Mavis adorably tried to put her colourful butterfly hair clips in his hair. It was longer now, so it wasn’t too hard, but he could tell that Mavis was trying to be gentle when the clips would snap shut between his locks of hair. Some butterfly clips were glittery, some were clear, others were simply different colours and she even had some in her own hair, in the pigtails Dean did an amazing job on.

Wanda giggled as she traced Dean’s lips with some of Y/N’ lip tint, careful not to overstrain his mouth or spill some of it on his and Y/N’ bed. Wanda carefully closed the bottle and grabbed some eyeshadow Y/N bought for them to play around with.

Meanwhile, Bruce was laughing at Dean while wearing his Batman pyjamas, insisting on being named Bruce Wayne as Dean had planned. Bruce was still participating by choosing the colours for the eyeshadow Wanda wanted to apply. Dean laughed with him too, letting Mavis’ baby fingers brush through his hair and put his honey hair into the smallest pigtails that almost matched hers.

“You’re so pretty, daddy,” Mavis told him happily, finished with her work.

“Thanks, honey,” Dean chuckled. Mavis pressed a sloppy kiss on his beard before she sat back on her legs and watched Wanda try her best in blending the lavender and baby blue eyeshadow in his eyelids. She blew softly on some of the extra dust just as Sam and Y/N’ voices echoed through the hallway of the bunker. Bruce was careful not to mess up Wanda as he got up excitedly to greet his mother and uncle.

“Hey, there Bee,” Y/N exclaimed happily. He patiently waited to hug her and instead offered to help her with the massive amount of snacks in her arms. “Thanks, sweetie,” she murmured, handing him a few bags of food as Sam laughed with amusement when he saw Dean.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, Sammy,” Dean grumbled, his face content despite his tone of voice.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Y/N giggled, she dumped the snacks on the bed and Sam placed the bottled drinks on Dean’s empty desk. Bruce copied Y/N and let the snacks fall onto the bed unceremoniously.

“I know, I look sexy, you wanna marry me again,” he flirted, wiggling his eyebrows at her. She smiled and rolled her eyes, Wanda and Mavis both scrambled towards the snacks with Bruce to choose their favourites. Sam started to load the Disney+ app on the television as Y/N kissed Dean’s tinted lips.

“You look lovely,” she whispered against his lips. Her thumb swiped across his freckled cheekbone, and she smiled at him lovingly, a look he easily returned when he took her wrist and kissed it gently.

“I look ridiculous,” he whispered back. He was still grateful and flattered by her words, like always, and she mimicked the kiss he placed on her wrist. She took his own hand and kissed his wrist softly, knowing how much he loved the tenderness of her affection.

“You look like the most incredible father in the entire universe,” she murmured against his sunny and freckled skin. He knew he couldn’t argue with that and he smiled, watching her pull away, dazed and enchanted. She twirled his tiny pigtail with her finger and laughed, watching Sam, Mavis, Wanda, and Bruce picking their snacks and drinks, leaving her and Dean to choose last.

Since it was the winter holiday and the kids had two weeks off, Dean and Y/N compromised to let the kids stay awake a bit late, the most they could do is midnight. It was seven twenty-five, so there was plenty of time to get the Marvel movie marathon going for the rest of the two weeks at night. They’d start in order, with Captain America: The First Avenger which was PG-13 anyway, safe for the kids. Not that they were safe from Dean’s potty mouth.

Eileen was busy, so Sam spent his time with his nieces and nephew without her. Y/N was happy for them, especially now that they've won. Y/N remembered helping Jack taking the variants of Sam and Dean that were in Rio back to their universe and saving Cas from the Empty, but he wasn't quite ready to face his family. Dean was desperate for his best friend. Y/N tried making him understand that Cas needed some time and he’d make his way back to them.

Sometimes Dean was happily caught up in the fact that they were married or pregnant, but sometimes losing the man he considered his brother and best friend was too much. Cas saved him from Hell, Cas was his only best friend. Dean didn’t have one like him before, in all his life, never this deep, this real. Cas was kind to him and he loved Dean, just because. Just like Y/N. Just like Sam. Dean loved him.

Sam squeezed himself into a blue bean bag, massive enough to hold him and Bruce copied him, plopping down on the black one right next to him. He sunk into it, and shimmied playfully before relaxing, and Y/N smiled. She turned off the lights, letting Sam control the settings on the television. Wanda and Mavis laid down on their stomachs at the foot of the bed and Dean went back to where he was, settled against the pillows. She joined him, smiling affectionately, completely amused as he rubbed off some of the makeup.

All of them remained warm in their pyjamas, happily resting in Dean's darkened room, the light of Marvel’s intro illuminating the room and they all felt content. Even Dean, who’d been working on getting used to everything, freedom from all the strings that had controlled him his whole life like a puppet. With Y/N, his kids, Sam and Eileen, it was easier, it was amazing, like a dream. A dream he didn’t doubt anymore. For the first time, he wasn’t afraid, he wasn't worried or stressed, hurt or frustrated.

He looked around the room, watching Sam toast his Coke with Bruce’s Sprite, a little smile grew on his face. His eyes trailed to Wanda and Mavis who giggled quietly, giddy, sharing their snacks and asking if they liked it. His eyes watered because it was real and it was his. He gazed over at Y/N, watching her excited eyes analyse every part of the scene where Red Skull was trying to get the Tesseract. A block of Cadbury chocolate pressed against her lips, invested more in the movie than her melting snack, he wiped his eyes subtly to admire the coruscating rings on her finger, the endless and eternal promise of their love.

She turned to look at him, but he didn’t look away, even though he was crying. And she seemed to know exactly why. Because she gazed around the room quickly, looking for what had stirred these feelings in him, and then she looked back at him before quietly wrapping her arms around him, whispering loving words against his neck until he pulled away.

He kissed her. To him, it was a checkpoint, an affirmation that no one was going anywhere, that he was safe, that they were all safe. Her love was as endless as the universe. He understood it now, how it grew, how it never ended, how ancient and forever it was, and he adored her for it.

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slutouttanowhere · 6 months

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Pairing: Randy Orton x Mavis Pete(oc) x LA Knight

Warning: public fingering, degradation, use of the word “cunt” not suitable for minors 21+

Word count: 7k –I hope you heathens are happy now

Special tag: @wanderingpages s/o to my main beta reader, the bitch slayed me again. ❤️‍🔥

A/n: Listen, this on was edited, not only that but I literally army crawled and struggled to get this shit done lol. Yes LA Knight was indeed in a boy band with his friends back in the day he’s said so himself. He’s literally so baby girl sometimes I love him. Anywho hope y’all enjoy this chapter and the story so far. Again I’ll reiterate that sometimes I’d prefer to use a wrestlers real name for the most part, and in this case it’s LA Knight, oc calls him by his government. I’d imagine he wouldn’t mind closer friends and such doing that. Also also also, reblog, leave comments and like please and thank you ✨💗

Chapter 4

My week has already started off somewhat chaotic, I nearly missed my flight from the last town, and I had a bit of difficulty with the rental place. After that was handled, and I settled, I finally got to do one of my favorite things, go to the salon,and get my hair done. After a month and a half, I’m finally getting a new weave installed. Luckily, our next stop was New York City, so it was nothing for me to meet up with my stylist, Peach, at her salon. I pulled up to the suite with an overnight bag containing a change of clothes, a hair accessories bag, a pair of sweat suits on, and my hair piled up on the top of my head. From afar, I caught a few men with cameras pointed at me. I sigh and place my shades over my eyes, trying to pay them no mind. Paparazzi in my face is something I’m used to considering my time in the WWE, but there’s a constant nagging in the deep recesses of my mind, wondering about the possibility of a bad shot and a misleading story concocted from it. Still, my lips tilt in a smirk giving them just a little something to work with.

Peach’s set up is so professional, the front has chairs lined up against the windows where customers can sit and wait. The receptionist desk is made out of gray, and white marble. Pictures of beauty icons lined the walls of the hallway that led to the back where the shampooing, and styling stations were. The receptionist at the front greeted me, and had me sign in. It wasn't long before I was being taken back by a shampoo girl to get my hair washed, blow dried, and then braided for the wig. By the time I actually sat down in Peach’s chair, the process was more than halfway over. She smiled at me through the beauty mirror in front of us; this was my favorite part of my work week, and I never take this time for granted. This is probably the only other time I don't talk in depth about wrestling, which I’m absolutely grateful for. Sometimes it feels like the gig is 24/7, but going to hair and nail appointments was one of the more mundane things that kept my brain intact.

“What are the plans for today?” She asked, guiding my head back to lean into her chair, helping me get comfortable as her work takes time. I inhaled deeply – the first thing that popped into my brain was Shaun. Tonight was our first official date, although he didn't actually call it a date, but hanging out with someone you're consistently having sex with is definitely a date to me.

“Apparently…” I hesitated in telling her, only because I could already guess her reaction. “I’m going on a date.” And without having to look at her , I knew Peach’s face was set in a grim, almost unimpressed expression.

“Ew, why?” She then caught herself, not wanting to sound too put off, “Wait, who with?” She was suspicious of my answer; she’s made it evidently clear she doesn't really agree with my choice in men. Especially since she found out about Nic and I via twitter. I think she just naturally assumed I’m surrounded by jackasses and she’s partially right.

I peek an eye open, taking in her reaction, “Remember my co-worker, LA Knight?”

“Stupid name.” She mumbled, rolling her eyes, but nodding her head. I couldn't help but let out a chortle of laughter. It’s understood between us that she just cares about me, and wants the best. Which, if you don't have a friend that’s willing to beat someone's ass, or at the very least tell them off in a very passionate manner, then are they really your friend?

“Hey, be nice, that’s a future Hall of Famer you’re insulting.” I playfully scolded her, only for her to give me an indescribable response somewhere between a mumble and a grunt. I rolled my eyes this time, “Well, he asked me on a date a few days ago, and honestly I’m kind of nervous because it was so, like, left field, ya know?” I replayed the scene in my head, finally being able to reflect on that day from a birds eye view. Truth be told, I still wasn't sure if I wanted to entertain the idea of us dating, even if it was just meant to be ‘fun’ as he described it.

She’s quiet for this run as well, letting me ruminate and maybe taking in the situation herself. “You wanna know why you’re nervous?” Peach asked, voice softening a bit, and suddenly I was all in, willing to listen to a married woman, and anything she had to tell me. “He likes you – more than a situationship, and more than a friend. I mean, he might be in love with you, Mavis.” She said earnestly. I felt my face heat up, and my eyebrows scrunched together as denial fought its way through.. It is something I thought about, but I wanted to be wrong.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?” I asked awkwardly, my voice cracking, eyelids widened. A chagrin expression morphing onto my face. Peach pressed her lips together, a stern expression written across her features; we stared each other down through the mirror, and off course I broke first. Letting out an uncomfortable kind of laughter to fill the silence, I bit my lip when I realized she wasn’t laughing with me.

“And you knew that didn’t you? But you said yes anyways.” She confirmed without me having to. A part of me felt bad, because the truth of the matter was, if I cut off Shaun I felt like I won’t have anyone else to entertain me.

“What happens when you fuck around and actually like him back when it’s too late? Like, I love you a lot but, is this a game you really wanna play?” Peach asked, her tone firm, and serious now. Boy, did she always ask the hard hitting questions. “I’m not getting on you, it’s just something to think about. Either way, it’s your choice what you do.” She said softly after observing how my lips dropped into a frown.

I sighed heavily, deciding to let it go for now, I turned my attention towards my stomach. As soon as I thought about food, my stomach grumbled, and I didn’t wanna eat out again since I’m going out with Shaun later. Maybe just something to knock the edge off? “Hungry? I’m buying.” I offered.

“Sort of, I kinda just wanted a smoothie or something, though. My boyfriend made dinner at home,” Peach grinned letting me steer the conversation elsewhere. she already had her phone out scrolling for open restaurants nearby, and my stomach growled louder at the thought, causing us both to burst out in laughter. We took a small break, waited for the smoothies, and while we waited I decided to play a silly game of smash or pass with Peach. She passed all the options; this set a record for the most eyerolls in one conversation, but then we got around to Randy.

“Please, for the love of God, don't say smash, Mavis.” Peach deadpanned, a light hearted, yet disappointed expression etched across her face. I opened my mouth to explain, but she immediately cut me off. “Isn’t he supposed to be your mentor or something?”

“And you’ve never wanted to fuck your teacher?” I argued back without hesitation, she couldn’t contain the smile that broke out onto her face and she threw her head back.

“You know what, am I even surprised? I know more about that man than I should, no thanks to you,” she grumbled, only pausing her rant to check the notification on her phone, indicating our food had come; Peach ordered us both smoothies, a nutella waffle, and some mozzarella sticks. We nibbled, and chatted for a little while longer, then Peach got back to work on my hair. By the time she actually finished, the sky turned a pink lemonade hue outside, and the foot traffic on the streets began to pick up.

“Wow, Peach, another banger, this looks amazing!” I ran my fingers through the grape colored curls gently, then turned to wrap my arms around her. We squeezed each other tightly, “ Hey do you mind if I use your bathroom to change my clothes real quick.”

“Are you gonna ask me every time to use the facilities you help to keep up?” She asked playfully, her lips curling up into a grin, but she pointed me in the direction of the back rooms where the bathroom was located. I grabbed my duffle bag, then slipped inside, and put on the light. I made sure to flick a few pics of myself, before and after my outfit change. I quickly opened Instagram to post them, not thinking anything of it. I packed my worn clothes into my bag, collected my things, then walked back into the salon. I made sure to hug Peach one more time, and swiped my debit card on the way out the door. I hopped into my rental, then made my way back to the hotel.

With the time I had left, I wasn’t really in the mood to wear a full face of makeup, so I decided to strategically draw on a sharp batwing eyeliner. Just as I was applying my second coat of mascara, the phone rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin. “Ugh.” I groaned, reluctantly I picked up my phone, it was Shaun. “I almost stabbed myself in the eye thanks to you.” I grumbled, from his side of the video call, it looked like he was already outside the hotel.

A bright smile stretched across his face, I hated how handsome he was sometimes, it made it hard for me to deny him. “Don't worry, doll face, you wont need ’em where we’re going,” he joked. The scenery behind him changed as he walked into the hotel, smiling to anyone that passed him by. He was damn near glowing – I don't think I’ve ever seen him this happy before.

“A doofus you are.” I quipped, to which he snorted. There’s a tapping on my door and I wasn't surprised to see him on the opposite end of the threshold. His eyes softened upon seeing me. I hung up the phone on my end, and threw my arms around his neck. He seemed stunned by my eagerness. Shaun and I communicate a lot outside of work; even when we’re not physically together, we’re texting, or talking on the phone all day. This makes me feel uber important considering he’s usually busier than me at the moment with the company pushing him to be a made man, so he’s been booked a lot more than usual. It made me tear up thinking about it, I guess I was staring too long, Shaun held me at arms length observing my expression.

“Hey, you okay sweetheart?” With one hand gently squeezing my shoulder, the other held my fingers to his chest. My free hand wrapped around the back of his neck, and my fingers dug into his honey blonde hair. The corners of his lips curled upward into a tiny smile, and his eyelids drooped slightly. A while ago, we discovered that’s one of his ‘spots.’ I tilted my head to one side, my smile mirroring his.

“I’m just so happy for you, ya know? The company is really trusting you to be in a top position. And all of your success – you know how I love to watch my friends win, Shaun.” My voice just above a whisper, a sparkle of pride flashed in his eyes. He let out a breath, and quickly deflected the attention to me, like I knew he would.

Kissing me on the nose, he said, “Well, I’m just trying to keep up with you, little miss. hottest thing to rise out of NXT, little miss. First, women’s money in the bank winner. Now, she’s up on main roster, rolling with the big dogs, face on posters, and cups. Nike shoe deals, cameos in tv shows, music video vixen…I could go on, she’s got an extensive resume already.” He listed off my accomplishments, all those things were nice, and I’m grateful for all my opportunities, but I always felt as if I was the background character in my own life.

“So I guess you could say, I’m a…Megastar.” I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively, and Shaun threw his head back, chuckling deeply. He was able to recover quickly, then leaned down and kissed me on the corner of my lips.

“Yeah.” My impression of LA Knight always won him over, even if it was stupid, and sometimes a far cry from what he actually sounded like. I was a fan before anything else, which he found endearing, thankfully.

“Alright, save some fun for the actual date, huh?” Shaun unwrapped himself from me so that I could quickly run to grab my purse, and phone. With our arms linked, we walked out only to be stopped shortly by a few of our inner circle. Xavier turned just before we crossed each other, tailed by Tyler Breeze and Big E.

“Damn! New wig, who dis?” Big E called out to me, the boys slapped hands with Shaun before they gently brought me into a side hug. Tyler is wholly responsible for Shaun and I ‘bumping’ into each other at that christmas party. Now, whether Tyler shoving me into Shaun was actually an accident or not… well that was still debatable. While Big E and Shaun were busy making some small talk, Xavier and Tyler pestered me.

Tyler slapped me on my shoulder, a grin on his lips, “I bet right about now you’re thinking, ‘gee, I’m so glad Tyler accidentally bumped into me at that party’ and to that I say, you’re welcome.” Xavier instantly bubbled up into giggles, which initially I wanted to be annoyed by Tylers statement, but Xavier’s laugh is so undeniable, and contagious.

“Whatever, doofus.” I rolled my eyes, by that time, Big E, and Shaun had rejoined our group. He threw his arm around my shoulder, I could feel my face heat up by the way the guys looked at me. Tyler was ready to burst, and Xavier wasn't too far behind him. They were the big brothers I never wanted sometimes. Shuan and I haven’t ever been this open with any form of affection, maybe a love tap here or there, or a playful flirt. But tonight, he’s practically waving a banner around for everyone to see and for some reason, it was making me anxious..

“Love to stay and chat fellas, but there’s a steak with my name on it.” Shuan’s light hearted tone put me at ease, reminding me that these are my friends, and that if I could trust anyone, it would be them. Probably with my life if I’m being honest. At last, we were alone again, walking through the hotel lobby and towards the parked car. Thankfully, the sun had gone down, and a nice breeze blew through the air. Shaun opened the passenger door for me, and I made sure to plant a soft kiss on his cheek before getting in.

I checked my phone as I settled in. Randy, had apparently he had been calling me all day. A few hours ago he had sent me a few texts. I bit my lip, guilt tightened in my chest – how could I have forgotten about him?

12:30 pm Randy🐍: Hey kid, ready? I’ll swing by in a little bit

12:40 pm Randy🐍: You forgot about training, didn't you?

1:15 pm Randy🐍: C’mon Mavis, you’re killing me, call me later. We’re gonna have to talk about this.

I puffed out air from my cheeks, nothing worse than being scolded by your idol, Randy Orton at that. I had been concentrating on the screen so intensely that I didn't even realize I never asked where the hell Shaun was taking me. “Umm, so you never told me what our date was.” I finally spoke up, it wasn't out of the ordinary that we sat in silence, I appreciated the fact that he didn't take my constant dissociating personally.

“Boy, I thought you’d never ask.” He joked, he glanced at me for a moment, a grin on his lips. One hand on the steering wheel, the other on my thigh, and hiphop music in the background. My heart thudded, I felt like a girl in one of those cheesy romance comedies, like I was Kate Hudson or something. Right when I think I’m out of the trenches with this man, he somehow reels me back in with the simplest of things, and I wonder if he knew that. Because besides Nic, I’m not exactly known to keep men around that long. Shaun’s been here almost a year.

“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes halfheartedly to which he chuckled.

“It’s a surprise, I think you’d like it though, it’s a little place where you can really let your star power shine.” He said vaguely, leaving me with more confusion than before, but soon my questions were answered. We pulled into a packed parking lot, the front of the building said ‘Melodys’ in bright red led letters.

My heart pounded with excitement, and a little bit of nervousness. I recognize this place from when it came across my Instagram timeline two weeks ago. “Shaun! Why didn’t you tell me we’re going to karaoke? I would have been more prepared.” I groaned, no matter how hard I tried to rack my brain for the perfect song, there were simply too many for me to choose from.

“Sorry man, I just assumed you’d have one, everyone has a karaoke song!” He claimed, to which I went silent for a moment, and he looked at me expectantly.

“I’ve never been before.” I said quietly.

“What?” He seemed genuinely surprised by this.

“Yeah.” I whispered, now feeling embarrassed under his gaze. My eyes tore away from his, no longer able to hold his stare. He seemed genuinely shocked by this information.

“I never knew that. I figured we’d go and just have a blast.” His large hand held mine gently, our fingers laced together, and with his other hand he grabbed me by the chin turning my face back to him. “We can always go somewhere else if you want—”

“No, I wanna do this. I’ve always wanted to go, so maybe this is a sign.” Then I leaned in, and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. Even when I pulled away he lingered, eyes still closed, and lips slightly puckered.

“I’m waiting for another one.” He mumbled, the corner of his mouth turning up slightly into a lopsided grin, and I couldn’t help my giggle. I rolled my eyes, but granted him one more kiss, this time more heated than the last. I pulled him closer by the back of the neck, his tongue caressed the inside of my mouth, and caused me to moan into him.

Reluctantly we both pulled away for air, “We could always make a bed out of the backseat.” Shaun offered, his tone suggested he was joking, but his eyes said otherwise. I reached my hand out to his check, my thumb swiped over his lips cleaning the gloss I smeared across his mouth.

“And waist this outfit? Nah nah.”

“I love it when you say my catchphrases.” He breathed, still leaning forward to catch another kiss, but I moved away before he could swoop in. He rolled his eyes, turned to get out of the car, and walked around to my side. He opened the door for me, took my hand, and helped me out. Our lips pressed together again before I could even process him pushing close the door behind me. My lips parted in a gasp as his hands moved to grip at my hips, pressing me back onto the cool metal of the car. My hands moved to his neck, that spot where he liked, weaving my fingers into the hair on the nape of his neck. I wasn't sure what had gotten into him, but I was a long way from arguing with him. I was pulling him closer against me, searching for a lazy sort of dominance in the way our tongues seemed to collide. His thumbs moved sinuously over my skin, feeling warm despite the layer of clothing between us. My knees started feeling weak. Something about the way his hands were caressing me, and making out in a dim lit parking lot felt scandalous.

“Shaun,” I murmured, pulling away enough to let my words out, “I'm wearing a skirt.” I whispered through kisses that were turning more ravenous as we went on. I did nothing to stop him, even when I felt his hand squeeze my thigh, and slide up the back. I lifted my leg, wrapping it around his hip, and his fingers crept up further, disappearing underneath my skirt.

“I know.” He said playfully, and my heart jumped when I felt his fingers graze me over my panties. A soft caress at first that had me keening, then a little harder, causing my vision to blur with every intense beating of my pulse. I slur out his name, forgetting my own momentarily as I leaned my head against his neck. His fingers stroked up and down before tugging at the satin and pulling the material to the side. Cool air sent a shiver up my spine, tightening my nipples almost painfully. If I hadn't been holding onto Shaun for dear life, I fear not much would have stopped me from pulling at my shirt and begging his mouth towards the pointed tips. His palm cupped me in a way that made me think it was possible he felt every throb of my clit against his skin. My breaths were labored against his skin, and his soothing words felt akin to nonsense with the way I was struggling to stay focused. “Sweet girl,” he murmured into my soul, “Did you wear this tight little thing in hopes of me doing this tonight?” I bit down on my lip to stop the startled noise threatening to escape when slowly, he slid a finger into me. “You’re already so fucking wet,” he said, as if I wasnt so completely aware. He stroked in and out almost torturously slow, curving his digit just slightly.

“Oh my God.” I whined, tilting my head to stare up at him. I couldn’t see his eyes in this lighting but I bet he was enjoying the fuck out of this. As soft as Shaun was with me, I knew there was a side of him that wanted to hit me over the head with a frying pan, most men did.

“I love the faces you make,” he admitted. “I wonder what happens when I do this.” He pushed a second finger into me, making my eyes grow wide at the intrusion. The stretch wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle – if anything it made me crave more. My eyebrows drew together, and my head fell back when this palm bumped my clit.

“Fuck.” I moaned, lips parting and toes curling. I felt the muscles in my stomach tighten and contract against my will, and my hips began to undulate, hoping to gain more friction. My breath stopped in my throat, it was getting harder to breathe. The air seemed to still around us and my heart began to thump loudly into my ears. I almost didn’t hear the sound of someone’s car door slamming. My fingers gripped him tighter in fear, and I turned my head, looking to see if anyone was headed towards us. Shaun’s hand still at my hip suddenly rested against my neck. He slid it up, wrapping his rough fingers around my chin and forcing my gaze back to his, all the while his steady fingering had yet to stop.

“Eyes on me, little miss,” his demand was so low it felt like the sweetest caress. My lidded eyes grew only heavier as his palm pressed into my clit again. I had thought it was an accident at first, but this time he did it again. Over, and over, bringing me right back to him, and the heat he was sending through my body with the way he was working me. “Just me,” he murmured, tenderly. I nodded almost imperceptibly, but it was enough for him. “Say it,” he whispered, and my knees began to tremble.

“Just…” My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper, “Oh God,” I gripped him so hard, I knew his blood would be beneath my nails if I looked. He moved faster and faster, edging me until I told him what he wanted to hear, “Just you,” I nearly wept and the hand on my chin slid down to the base of my throat, adding pressure to my whispered chants. “Just you, just you…” and it felt like a little more than just for this moment right now. “Please.” I begged, and I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for, I just knew I needed it. He leaned in to me, his lips close to my ear, and he whispered things to me I thought he’d never say.

“I always knew you had a slut in you, out in the parking lot getting fingered in public, but this is what you wanted wasn’t it? ” The deepness of his voice, vibrating in my ears, traveled straight down between my thighs. My breath caught in my throat, I could feel it right there, the edge was so close, and I was about ready to jump over it. “Look at you,” he said softly, lips tickling the tip of my ear, “Taking my fingers in the parking lot like a little slut. Did you want him to watch?” took my earlobe between his teeth and I can only gather he meant whoever had just come out of their car. “Want to put on a little show so they could see uptight little Mavis come undone by sweet nothings and a LA Knight’s fingers in her tight little cunt?”

“Fuck you,” I murmured, eyes screwing shut as his fingers slammed into me faster and harder. “Yes,” I blurted out, “Yes, yes,” I felt a coiling heat start at the pit of my stomach and encased me fully. A sheen of sweat coats my skin despite the cool night. I’d say anything this man wanted me to if it meant getting me closer to climax.

“Everytime I say no, you bat those pretty little eyes at me, and I come running. A spoiled fucking brat, isn’t that right?” The sound of wet flesh on flesh filled my ears. It was so hard for me to see straight, let alone speak.

“Yes… ah! I’m such a fucking brat…” I stuttered out, my words mixed with moans, and my back arching. He pressed his lips to me, kissing my cheek, my ears, anywhere he could reach. “Ugh… I’m gonna come… don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I begged in a way I never thought I would.

“I know baby, I know. I’m not going anywhere till you finish, I don’t care how long it takes.” He breathed huskily into my ear. I pulled him in closer, my arms wrapping around him tightly. I brought my other leg up around him, and rocked my hips against him. That was just the right amount of rhythm I needed, and seconds later my hips halted, and just like that I came undone.

“That’s a good girl, let it out, come all over my fingers.” He encouraged me.

“Ugh.” I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut, and burying my face into his shoulder, trying to not scream out into the void of night. . Shaun held me there, slowly pulling his fingers away, and causing my inner muscles to flex. After a moment passed, he slowly, and carefully let my legs down. One hand helped me smooth out my ruffled clothing while I held his other wrist, slowly bringing his fingers to my mouth, sucking him clean of my own essence.

“Glutinous.” He teased, though his eyes glinted something equivalent to carnal desire. We take a moment to come back to our senses, then he gives me a smile I couldn't help but return.

“What was that?” I asked, finally as we began to walk through the parking lot. Shaun had wrapped an arm around me protectively as a group of what looked to be drunk men stumbled in our direction. They didn’t bother us, but he had an eye on them nonetheless.

We paused at the back door, he signaled to the door man to give them a moment. “I sensed you were a little on edge, or at least distracted. I really just wanted to take your mind off things.” He said honestly, he held me by the hands, looking coy and charmingly boyish for a split second. I can’t help but mirror him, giving his fingers a squeeze.

“Then fun I shall have.” I giggled.

“That’s my girl.” Shaun pulled me by the hand. He passed the door man some money, and he happily opened the back door to the club. The sound of the music carried out into the night time air, engulfing us as we entered.. We held onto each other, his hand tightened around my wrist with an iron grip as he navigated us through the sea of bodies. There was seating sectioned off by a red velvet rope, and from what I could tell a small group of people were already seated there.

“Hey girl!” I squinted my eyes, to see Bianca waving me down from behind the vip. Montez behind her, they both danced up to us, she wrapped her arms around me, and instantly felt at home.

“Hey! What are you guys doing here?” Shaun didn’t tell me Bianca and Montez would be here, I would have been ecstatic to hang out with them.

“He didn’t tell you? We told him like two weeks ago to ask you out, Montez and I planned on going out to karaoke anyway. We figured it would be a great excuse to tag along.” She shrugged her shoulders, then took a sip of her fruity looking drink.

I gawked at her in shock, “Since when the hell do you like Shaun? And how come no one told me about any of this?” I wasn’t sure whether to be upset or not that she had set me up like this. I mean of course it was out of love, but I would have liked to have been included, damn it.

“Since Montez told me he wouldn’t shut up about you on one of their guy nights out.” Bianca revealed, a small smile stretched across her lips, and a knowing look on her face. Shaun was talking about me to his friends? I could feel my face heating up, I looked over to where he and Montez stood talking about God knows what. I swallowed thickly as the fluttering in the pit of my stomach went wild when he turned to glance at me. He held his thumb up to me, then switched to a thumbs down, but I answered with a thumbs up. He nodded his head, and went back to his conversation. “You two are so very much dating, I mean I’m pretty sure everyone else thought so, but now you won’t be able to fake the funk.”

“God, shut up.” I laughed. We chatted for a while. As it turned out, they only arrived a little bit before we did, and apparently Bianca signed us up as a duo. Which I’m thankful for, but then she made me sign up for my own solo song. After the boys came back from getting us some food, they sat down at our table.

“So, did you know, LA used to do Karaoke all the time with his friends?” Montez happened to have offered this information that I’m sure Shaun didn’t expect him to share at all. It wasn’t like he was embarrassed per say, but knowing him it’s probably something he wanted to brag about himself.

“You did what?” Already a large grin was forming across my face, being a Scorpio and would not, he had that whole mysterious vibe going on. It was so fun to peel back his layers, and find out something new every time, especially when it came via other people.

“Ah well, yes. It was more so a band; my friends and I would cover songs.” He was caught off guard by the topic, but explained nonetheless. This was by far the most interesting thing I found out about him.

“Whoa, okay JT.” I giggled, he rolled his eyes, he feigned a look of offense. In my peripheral I could see Bianca snapping pictures of us, and she didn’t even try to hide it.

“Okay, not too much, calm down.” He took a sip of his drink, from what I could tell it was maybe scotch, but he had gotten a margarita for me. Our names were further down in the queue, so we talked and had a few more drinks. By the time I had my third margarita I was feeling slightly buzzed, then I got the bright idea to sip on Shaun’s.

I grunted as I swallowed, burning on its way down my throat, and warming up my chest. “I was trying to warn you, but you gulped it down before I could say something.” He chuckled, but rubbed my back in an effort to soothe the pain. It only helped in the sense that he was sweet enough to do even that, even if it was while laughing at me. Bianca had brought a tray of shots back to the table, I think there may have only been four or five.

“What’s this for?” I looked up at her, she smiled, and picked up a glass. Without any more words she brought it to my lips, I didn’t question it, instead tilted my head back, and swallowed the liquor down.

Then she downed her own drink. Putting a hand on my shoulder, she said, "We're next.” Shaun clapped his hands together, and slapped fifty dollars on the table.

“Alright girls, I got money on you, get these people up off their feet.” He grinned, Montez followed his lead by also slapping money down on the table, and then a plastic card.

We looked at him confused at first, “And there’s been another fifty plus twenty five dollars off at The Cheesecake Factory,” He said proudly to which Bianca and I just rolled our eyes, and went up on stage. The crowd buzzed with mixed reactions for a moment. I could tell a few people recognized us, because then they proceeded to pull out their phone. Of course I posed for a few of them. The crowd really started to stir up when music started up.

“C’mon now, that’s the best y’all got? Let me hear some noise!” Bianca shouted, and I was quick to follow her lead.

“If it’s some laddies in the house that’s tired of scrubs lemme hear you holla!” On cue, the women in the club shouted and whistled as loudly as they could. Putting on a performance for people wasn’t out of the norm for me, but being able to do so without any restrictions was otherworldly. Especially being side by side with one of my closest friends, and when the music started it felt like everyone else didn’t even matter. No Scrubs is a song you could sing in your sleep, but when Left Eye’s verse came up, I was the only one of us that knew it by heart.

“See if you can't spatially expand my horizons, then that leaves you in a class of scrubs never rising..” I sang, the pop from the crowd really let me know they were with me, and from our VIP section, Montez was the loudest. Bianca, now my personal hype man, wrapped her arm around my shoulder as we bounced in sync as if we’ve done this before. It felt like as soon as the song started it was over, a few people had stirred up in the crowd chanting, “Hottie,” then another group of people started chanting, “EST.” Next thing we knew the crowd was going back and forth, “HOTTIE,” and “EST.”

“Much love y’all.” I held out my hands making a heart symbol, Bianca and I posed for a few more pictures, but eventually got off the stage. When we came back to the table it looked like a waitress had cleared our mess, and had left our unfinished drinks. Montez was chanting for us, and fist pumping. Shaun looked up at me from his seat. His eyes shined with desire, he clapped his hands together, I held my hand out, and he placed the money in my hands.

He chucked deeply, I took my seat next to him, and fanned myself off with his money. Then I stuffed it in my chest, Bianca picked up the gift card and waved it around. “I guess we’re having a girls night at cheesecake.” We fist bumped then giggled, the night was far from over, but I didn’t have any more drinks. When it was Shaun’s turn, the crowd was absolutely jumping, without him having to work for it, and I wasn’t surprised. He just had that kind of energy. That and I’ve learned NYC crowds love him– must be an east coast thing.

The opening guitars of Beat It blasted through the packed nightclub, and I was in awe of how shockingly amazing he sounded. He moved on the stage with such confidence, and aptitude, it was weirdly turning me on. Now I wished this was how I met him. Shaun didn’t hold anything back, he was full out dancing, and playing air guitar. I was gobsmacked. I felt like a groupie the way I slipped out of the VIP section and ran up to the front of the barricade where people crowded around him. I threw my body in every direction, banging my head as hard as my body would allow. I turned to see Bianca had followed me, we held each other by the shoulders dancing, and singing. When the song was over, we maneuvered our way back to our section.

I threw my arms around Shaun when he met up with us, “How come you never told me you could sing? That was awesome!” Suddenly, I was struck by a burst of energy, forgetting all about where we were. I pressed my lips to his out of excitement, he body froze for a second, but he quickly recovered. We pulled away for air, when my eyes opened I was caught in his pretty blue irises. The fluttering stirred up again, my head felt a little dizzy, and my knees weakened. Bianca, and Montez cheered from the sidelines and brought me back to reality. We stayed for another hour, but the post performance crash was hitting me hard.

“Hey, y’all ready to get out of here?” Montez asked. Bianca was already standing with her phone, and purse in hand.

I let out a yawn, “Yeah, besides I have media to do tomorrow morning.” When I stood from my seat I stumbled a little, Shaun’s hands were quick to catch me before I landed on my face. He held onto my elbows, and carefully steadied me. “Thanks,” I smiled. He winked at me in response and if he hadn't been holding me, I would have stumbled again.

We all said our goodbyes then split. Shaun held onto me, his grip tighter than before. The sun had already gone down when we got here, but now it was approaching midnight. “Looks like we got outta there just in time, one more rock song and the roof would have popped off.” He joked as he started the car. Feeling a chill, I reached for the heat. I didn’t notice Shaun was already doing the same thing, so when our fingers touched it came as a surprise to me, somewhat jolting me out of shock. When my eye met his, a smile grew across my lips, and my heart skipped a beat.

I pulled my hand out the way, and let him hit the buttons for the heat. Shaun glanced over at me, a curious expression on his face, “what are you all smiley about?” He asked, quoting my words from earlier.

“That was the most fun, outside of work, I’ve had in forever.” I giggled, my hand reached over to caress his cheek and ear as he drove.

“See, it wasn't so bad, was it? And our friends were there, the crowd gave you a big ole pop.” Shaun complimented me sweetly.

“Yeah but the way you worked the room was crazy business, I had no idea you could sing. Like sing sing!” Not once did this come up, he told me how shy he used to be as a kid, and how he used to go find a place to hide and let loose with music. But being a part of a band was something else altogether.

He shrugged, a sheepish grin stretched across his lips, “Just never thought you were interested in hearing it, honestly.”

“Is it because I talk about myself a lot? I'm sorry.” A feeling of guilt settled into my chest as I recall our past conversations. Most if not all, consisted of me doing what I felt like was yapping while my head laid on his chest, and his arms wrapped around me.

“Awe no, listen doll face, that’s just our dynamic. You talk, I listen, and if I wasn’t okay with that, I’d tell you. I never brought it up because I just didn’t feel like it was interesting, and the boys and I haven’t done it in so long.” His voice sounded soft, and baritone as he reassured me. His hand found its way to my knee, squeezing it lovingly, before it traveled up to my thigh where his hand rested for the duration of the drive. My body relaxed, soon my forehead was pressed against the glass window, and I thought that I’d close my eyes for a moment.I was falling asleep, as the next time I opened my eyes, we were back at the hotel, and Shaun was opening my passenger side door.

“Oh shit, that was fast?” my voice was ladened with sleep.

“Not really, you 're just snoring the whole time.” Shaun teased, he handed over his keys to the valet, then took me by the hand, and walked us through the lobby to the elevators. He wrapped both arms around me from behind, pulling my close, and resting his chin on my head. My hands rested atop his, and my body melted into him. His cologne engulfed me, the warm scent beckoning me to sleep, but I fought to keep my eyes open till I made it to my bed.

By the time we made it to my hotel door I was ready to pass out, “Thank you.” A goofy grin plastered onto my face, my voice lowered to a whisper as I was too sleepy to talk any louder.

“Anytime, princess.” I pulled him in for a kiss, and I lingered for a moment, my eyes still closed. Reluctantly I pushed away, and entered my suite. I threw my clothes off near the door, grabbed a makeup wipe, and cleaned off as much makeup as I could knowing I’d regret it if I didn't in a few days time. I grabbed my bonnet, and the moment my head hit the pillow I passed out.

* Small mention: I do not own any lyrics by TLC, the verse/lyric I am referring to here is from No Scrubs by TLC. However, the only version to exists with Left Eyes rap verse is in the music video, to my knowledge. I will link the music video within the story for you all to enjoy.

#wwe fan fiction #black!oc #la knight smut #la knight fanfic #—tokio

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cursedvibes · 19 days

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Tagged by @iris-nonsense thanks 😊 I see our music taste is quite similar, even if yours didn't quite make it into my list of faves

Rules: list your top 5 albums from your top 5 artists (can't have a repeat of the same artist) on a poll, so your followers can vote which album they think captures your vibe the best

Honestly, I don't even care about the question itself, I just want to throw my faves out there. You should check them out, maybe you find something you like :D (since tumblr doesn't let me link playlists, I picked one of my favourite songs of the album)

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Tagging (no pressure): @voxofthevoid @zbengui @eggslamwich @galaxynajma @kaitakushi @perelka-l

#my stuff

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gullyrootoranamu · 22 days

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Thank you to @neotaissong for tagging me to pick songs for my url’s initials.

G-God bless the child -Carmen mc Rae

U-unchained melody -Al green

L-lover man -Sarah Vaughan

L-lust-Kendrick Lamar

Y-Yuma/go away little boy -Marlene Shaw

R-return to forever-Minnie ripperton

O-one day I’ll fly away-randy Crawford

O-our ages or our hearts- Roberta flack

T-T.o.n.y-Solange

O-Omavi-MAVI

R-ritual -Navy blue

A-Angel -Aretha Franklin

N-nobody-Nina Simone

A-Ain’t it a lonely feeling -Camille Yarbrough

M-meditation -abbyssinians

U- unchain my heart -Ray Charles

I’m tagging @n0turgirll , @littoboepeep , @itskennyphresh , @robdwalkss , @blackstarzulu @vvaterling , @eknows @cheliyanpri

All of course all y’all .

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majortomwaits · 2 months

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Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

tagged by @evilbubblewrap (thank youuuu!!)

i tag @grahamkennedy @pikslasrce @aheathenconceivably @starringvincentprice @brucequeensteen to do the same

#tag games #we do have two covers but that's my playlist what do i tell you

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spideronthesun · 30 days

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Incorrect Quotes

Always wanted to do this one so thank you for tagging me lovely @mrbexwrites (Mavis is so awesome)

Tagging: @satohqbanana @addomfarm-ogf-updates @cain-e-brookman @motifenjoyer @storycraftcafe & anyone else who wants to do it!

Rules: Use this link to generate quotes.

Medeina: What's the scariest horror movie you've ever watched?Nikolas: IT. Robertas: Annabelle. Adamas: Paranormal Activity. Danielius: High School Musical. All throughout high school I was scared that everyone was gonna randomly get up and start singing and dancing, and I would be the only one who doesn't know the words.

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Nikolas: Why are you like this?? Edvardas: I used too much "No More Tears" shampoo as a kid and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

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Danielius: How would you like your coffee? Medeina: As dark and as bitter as my soul. Danielius, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!

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Edvardas: Adamas, are you drinking… drinking hydrogen peroxide?! Adamas: It says H2O2! That means it’s the sequel to water!

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Nikolas: Might I make a suggestion you possibly won’t like? Edvardas: Do you make any other kind?

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Nikolas: We are not mad. We are just disappointed. Adamas: No, we are mad. Nikolas: Yes. We are. We are livid. But we are going to let this one slide. Adamas: No, we’re not! Nikolas: I am not a mind reader, Adamas!

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Danielius, in the hospital: Will you visit me when I get out? Edvardas: Lol nah, I hate graveyards.

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Danielius: What did you guys get in your yearbook? Robertas: 'Prettiest Smile' Nikolas: 'Nicest Personality' Medeina: 'Most likely to start a bar fight' Adamas: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

#wip: tales of the oak and lightning

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canongf · 7 months

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♡Happy Valentine's Day!♡ Here's a Eddie Moodboard for you Liv!!

— @maviwavis

AAAAA MAVIS!!!!! 🖤

this made me gasp and cover my mouth with my hands, it is stunning!!! stunning!!! that's my boy!!! thank you so so SO much!!!

i hope you're having the happiest valentine's day!!! i hope you're feeling loved and getting pampered!!! you deserve it!!! please tell phillip hi from us!!!!! 🖤

#I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS AT ALL I JUST SAT AND STARED AT IT FOR A FEW MINUTES IN AWE!!!#THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!#holding this close to my heart i will treasure it FOREVER!!!!! :''')#hope ur having an amazing day!!! <3 #ask liv #🦇 ask #maviwavis #mavis tag #u need a tag so that's ur tag <333

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mrbexwrites · 2 months

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OC Questionnaire Tag

Tagged here by @winglesswriter Thanks! I know it's taken me a while to get round to this, so sorry about that!!

I'm going to answer for Mavis from Blood Covenant etc (I really should think of a series name to refer to this as, but titles are hard, and my brain is melted!!)

My Questions to Answer:

What's your relationship to music? (do you sing or play an instrument? What's your favorite kind of music?) "I listen to music when I'm driving, but that's about it. I have old rock and metal CDs that my dad left in the van that I listen to on a loop. Mostly, it's just background noise to help keep me focused. I have no feelings about the songs; it's just sound. "

How much do you care about your visage? "Like...I have standards for personal hygiene. I wash my face, brush my teeth, put on clean clothes. I look how I look. If you don't like how the One made me, that's a you problem."

What's your favorite color and why? "I'm not a child. Favourite colours are for children. But I probably wear black the most; it doesn't draw attention, hides blood and dirt reasonably well, so it takes longer for my clothes to be noticeably stained and I have to throw them away."

Passing the tag onto @museandquill @finickyfelix @clearcloudlesssky @queen-tashie @kaylinalexanderbooks @caspersgraveyard, @sarahlizziewrites as well as leaving it open for anyone who wants to answer the following questions about their OC: 1.Do you have a stuffed toy/plushie/toy that you have fond memories of? Do you have it, and if so/not, then why?

2.Do you have a nervous habit/quirk, and what is it?

3. What's your favourite flavour of ice cream?

#Mavis Baird #tag game #Still working on the tag backlog #It's made Mave grumpy and she's clearly feeling hostile today #probably wouldnt recommend stopping her for a street interview #she'd punch your lights out!

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fanstuffrantings · 5 months

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Fighting the temptation to pretend to be a different anon and ask for another character because that would be greedy but on the other hand I'm so obsessed with your redesigns I would be thrilled to see you do any character. Like you could pick someone who was a background character in one scene and I'd be like groundbreaking amazing I'm so invested my new favourite blorbo. Your take on Mavis especially is so good, it's given her character such complexity and interest I wish I could be watching your fairy tail rn!! Anyway hope you're having a nice day!

Thank you! This is really sweet to hear! Mavis was a design I'd been dragging my feet on actually making since 2022 but I'm glad people are liking how she turned out!

I think I'm largely so focused on the fairy tail guild itself due to that desperation for everyone to have a story that was never fulfilled (you should've seen my reaction after the 1 year timeskip when I thought we'd get arcs for each guild member to get screentime only to be jumpscared by a panel with everyone reunited). Often I'll ask "what do people want to see" because I like hearing what characters people latch onto that they want to see altered or maybe given more attention.

Everyone has been very sweet and I love seeing comments people make in the tags. It makes me day and so do asks like this.

Thank you, hope you have a good one to!

#molten rambles #i also have a habit of sending variety asks to people when im excited about something #i want it to be known I am working on the requests rn #so theyre on the way!#fairy tail #anon #ask #my blorbo for the past 2 years has been chico tbh #she has spirit powers and mashima did nothing with her man

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florenceafternoon · 7 months

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URL Song Game

Tagged by @kay-elle-cee (thanks Kels!!)

F - First Love / Late Spring by Mitski

L - Love Songs on the Radio by Mojave 3

O - Ophelia by The Lumineers

R - Rosyln by Bon Iver and St. Vincent

E - Edge of Seventeen by Stevie Nicks

N - Nina Cried Power by Hozier (feat. Mavis Staples)

C - Criminal by Fiona Apple

E - Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic by The Police

A - A Burning Hill by Mitski

F - Fade Into You by Mazzy Star

T - Tangerine by Jesse Jo Stark

E - Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Tears for Fears

R - Real Love Baby by Father John Misty

N -Nectar of the Gods by Lana Del Rey

O - Once Upon a Dream (from Maleficent/ pop version) by Lana Del Rey

O - O Children by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

N - No Choir by Florence + The Machine

Tags 🏷️ @jfleamont @isahorcrux @lynsstrange

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queen-tashie · 1 month

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OC Interaction

@mrbexwrites, I thank you muchly!

Rules: describe an OC and then how they would interact with the OC of the person who tagged you!

Passing the tag onto @ftmerriweather, @talesofsorrowandofruin and leaving an open tag for anyone else as always!

Mo's original character, Mavis Baird: Mavis is a late-twenties Demon Hunter who grew up on the road with her father and his followers. She has next to zero interpersonal skills, and solves problems with either her fists, or with alcohol. The only thing that she wants is her father’s approval; something that doesn’t get given to her freely or often, but she won’t let that deter her. Mave has a limited social circle, and deep down, is a seething-bundle of rage. Due to the ‘family business’ she has limited reading and mathematical skills, but she can make her own bombs, is proficient in hand to hand combat, as well as general staging crime scenes.

My original character, Runnicka:

Runnicka is in her early fifties, considered a young adult in elven lifetimes, who lives in a small communal village in the forest. Both her parents and most of her family are presumed dead from the wars decades ago, and she was raised by a caretaker whom she chooses to continue living with. She's in training to become a ranger, and on top of the mentorship with the village elder, she also joins her best friend on hunting trips to practice archery and tracking. Though she's not very good at casting it, she can use fire magic (more as a deterrent than an actual attack). She loves the people in her life fiercely, and would do anything to protect them. Runnicka struggles with ADHD impulses, and she's strongly motivated by revenge. This often fuels her rivalry with her friend (who happens to be a slightly better swordsman than her).

The interaction:

I imagine these two would have a tough time getting along. Runnicka is sociable enough, but hot-headed and I imagine Mavis and Runnicka disagreeing on several things, or even just upon first meeting ending up in a fist-fight. While Runnicka can fight, Mavis sounds like she's skilled at melee, Runnicka just knows the basics. She will bite if needed, however, so I imagine their scrap would get bloody pretty quick!

If they managed to set aside some differences and stop fighting, I could see these two accomplishing a lot together. Mavis' family business sounds similar to some of the allies Runnicka will meet during the course of her story, and Runnicka finds that kind of person rather good to know.

#writing #writeblr #the quiet forest #my writing #tag game #I LOVE this tag game!#Mo feel free to reply or DM me if you have grievances with their interaction XD #or if you wanna build on it :)

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slutouttanowhere · 7 months

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Pairing: Randy Orton x Mavis Pete x LA Knight

Word count: 4k

Warning: none

Character features: oc Desiree Simons

a/n: Sorry I had to break this chapter up guys, I didn’t wanna force y’all to read over 4-5k words lol. Anywho hope y’all enjoy, Reblogs are appreciated, but of course likes and comments are welcomed as well.

⏯️/⏪ Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 pt. 1

Chapter 3 pt. 2

When I walked into the Chipotle it wasn’t as many people as I expected for lunch time, but I was thankful for that. Right away I could spot Stephen and Drew, the two biggest men in the entire restaurant. They were sitting at a table off to the side, away from nosey customers.

“Mavis!” Shouted a female voice, it wasn’t until I got closer to see Desiree had decided to tag along, but I’m surprised considering she and Drew were conjoined at the hip nowadays since she returned from her injury. She hopped out of her seat, and jumped into my waiting arms. I squeezed her as tightly as I could, I lifted her off her feet, and caused her to wrap her legs around my waist.

“I’m a little jealous, you’re never that happy to see me.” Drew chuckled softly, I turned with Desiree in my arms, her head rested on my shoulder. A sparkle of amusement in his eyes, he loved our friendship, and has told me before how I’m the only other person he trusted Desiree with. Not that he didn’t like the other girls, but I could see how not knowing them as well, could put him in a state of uncertainty.

“They look like a lovely couple.” Stephen added, his grin wide, and tone playful. He held his hand up in the shape of a heart, while Drew took his phone out snapping a picture of us.

“Actually I wouldn’t mind if you took her off my hands for a while.” He teased, Desiree poked her tongue at him, but eventually untangled herself from me.When our food came I practically inhaled my burrito, I got up to grab some more hot sauce when I bumped into Shaun.

“We gotta stop meeting like this doll face.” He grinned, his eyes sliding down the curve of my hips, and craning his neck to get a look at my ass shamelessly.

“You gotta stop calling me that…out loud.” My body betrayed my words. His fingers grazed the bare skin of my midsection, reminding me of the kisses he’d trail down my belly, and low between my thighs. A phantom sensation of his lips from this morning already made me ache for him all over again.

“Funny, I recall a different request only hours ago.” He whispered, an innocent innuendo, but too suggestive even for passersby. His blue eyes sparkled in the bright sun that came through the large restaurant windows.

I peaked over my shoulder to see if any of my friends were paying attention to where I went, I could just barely see them around the corner, so I turned my attention back towards Shaun. His eyes dropped to my lips, biting on his own bottom lip, he leaned in achingly slow. “I recall, me not even having to ask, eger ass.”

“Imagine that, having any man you want wrapped around that little pinky of yours.” He smiled slowly, his eyes softened, the energy shifting around us. His lips parted to speak but he shook his head rejecting his own words.

“Say it.” I urged, my heart thudding, the anticipation of hearing his thoughts out loud nearly killed me.

Those baby blue eyes, such a contrast to the iciness of Randy’s. When Randy looked at me, I felt like his stare was still on me even when my back was turned, even when he’s nowhere near me. Shaun swallowed thickly, “let me take you out…like on a date. In public, around people, before 12am…preferably.”

I was shocked by his request, he seemed to be okay with our arrangement, but it just now dawned on me that maybe my strictness was a little too much. I had a bad feeling about it, on one had, I’m most likely being paranoid, but that small percent chance I’m wrong, I could be missing out on taking my experience with Shaun to the next level.

“I can see you’re a bit on the fence–”

“Yes.” I blurted out, cutting him off, and simultaneously surprising him with my unpredictability.

“Really? I mean I know how you feel about privacy, but I just…” He trailed off, yet again he’s retracting his own words. I waited patiently for him to find the words, I fought the smile threatening my lips, I watched the real Shaun break through. Sweet, shy, and gentle.

“I just want for us to have fun, real fun, like karaoke bars, and amateur putting golf.” He smiled boyishly, I couldn’t help but let out a giggle as he pretended to take a swing at an invisible gulf ball.

“Nice stroke.” I winked, which perked him back into his confident flirtatious self.

“Don’t you know it?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, just then someone’s arms wrapped around my waist from the back, and pressed their face against me.

“You trynna steal my girl Knight?” Came Desiree’s voice, he rolled his eyes, and dusted off his shoulder arrogantly.

“Honey I don’t try, I simply do. Can’t help it if she got caught up in my hypnotic stare.” He said smugly, a small grin on his lips to which Desiree scoffed, and came around the side of me. Her arm still wrapped around my hip, she grabbed the napkins and sauces out of my hands.

Desiree shrugged her shoulders, “she calls me daddy though.” I choked not expecting her to say anything that vulgar, before I had a chance to rebuttal, she’s pulling me away. I had no choice but to oblige because, what could I have possibly said just then? Nothing.

“Gagged.” I said plopping down in my seat next to Stephen, Desiree giggled, but kept quiet. Even when Drew questioned her, she said nothing, and that another one of my girls didn't give up my secrets.

“I’m assuming that’s a slang you young kids are using nowadays?” He asked, finishing off his chips and queso, my burrito was only half eaten, but I knew I wasn’t gonna finish it so I wrapped it back up in its foil for now.

“You don’t know what gagged is? C’mon Sheamo thought you were hip.” Drew teased, he looked over at Desiree and winked, “Watch this, gagged is when you’ve shocked someone, and has rendered them utterly speechless.”

Desiree clapped her hands and kissed Drew on his cheek, “So proud of you babe.” I watched them with a sense of longing, I did want a relationship, and despite what others may think I did want to be with just one man. However, I just haven’t found that yet. I didn’t wanna be with just anybody, I wanted someone I could be myself with, and not feel like I have to put on an act. Shaun does come to mind, but he’s too sweet, which is something I shouldn’t complain about. It’s just, there’s an underlying expectation with him that puts me on edge in a bad way.

I wanted a man that could make me feel alive, and free at the same time. I needed something exciting, someone I could completely surrender to. My phone vibrated in my pocket, the chatter of my friends fell to the background as I tapped my phone.

Unknown number: wassup kid, this is Randy

I nearly choked on my spit, for some reason this unexpected message made my heart race. I instantly replied.

Petey: I’m not even surprised you managed to get my number, but now I guess this means I get to text my favorite superstar all the time 😌

I stared at the phone eagerly waiting for him to answer, a few seconds passed, and he replied, I bit my lip to keep from smiling.

Randall🐍💚: don’t make me regret this, I will block you

Randall🐍💚: jk but seriously I honestly prefer phone calls…guess I’m old school like that 😏

I could picture the smirk on his lips in my head, someone let out a yawn, my eyes looked up to find Desiree already watching me. A tiny small curled onto her lips, we’ve talked before about my longing for a partner, and all my delusions.

‘Randy.’ I mouthed to her while the boys were engaged in some conversation that I wasn’t paying attention to.

“I’m sleepy, the food is settling in.” Desiree yawned loudly, and stretched her back, and arms. Her head fell onto Drew’s shoulder, he glanced over at her adoringly. I admired how Drew was never afraid to hold Desiree up to the spotlight in front of any, and everyone.

“Actually I think I need a nap too.” Stephen chimed it, he was already gathering our trash, and was preparing to throw it all away. Meanwhile Drew turned his attention to me, which I internally froze, I never knew what was gonna come out of his mouth. He’s like a big big brother to me, he’s either bullying me, or constantly pestering me about my health. Sometimes a bit of both.

“So, had a bit of a run in with Theory did ya?” He asked as we stood, and gathered out things. I knew that was going to be brought up eventually, but I shrugged my shoulders trying not to get Drew of all people, riled up.

“It was no big deal, he’s an arrogant son of a bitch, but nothing I can’t handle. Guys like that are a dime a dozen.” I spoke vaguely, and it was true. Austin didn’t intimidate me.

Drew chortled, “Poor guy, never had a chance, but uh, listen here. You have anymore problems outta him or his idiot friend Waller, you let me know.” He offered, his eyes held promises of justice should he have to dish it out.

“Yes sir.” I playfully saluted him on the way out the door, even if there was trouble I think Drew and Stephen would be the last people I’d tell. I pulled Desiree into a tight hug, the four of us gave our goodbyes, and then went our separate ways.

After a long hot shower, I get into my robe, and lay out all of my skin care for the night. I’m in the middle of applying serums to my face when my phone rang. Turning my phone over I let out a squeal of excitement seeing Randy’s caller ID. “Wow, wow, wow. Randy Orton.”

“Yeah, don’t get used to it.” He chuckled, there was some shuffling on his end, but eventually it cleared. Putting the phone on speaker, I sat on the bathroom sink so that I could use both my hands.

He didn’t really strike me as a texting kind of guy, so I’m not really surprised he ended up calling me, “so how was your day? What does one superstar such as yourself do on their days off?” I asked in a melodic voice, he groaned from my obnoxious praises, but didn’t deny the compliments

“Well let’s see uh, it starts off with a full body massage—”

“Full body huh?” I asked him coquettishly, he clicked his tongue. I could see his cyan eyes staring back at me, and playfully scolding me.

“Behave Petey.” He warned me, I was shocked to hear him use my nickname so casually. The pit of my stomach felt like it had been filled with butterflies, I never knew when he was actually flirting, or just messing with me.

“Anyways, I actually had a lovely day thanks for asking, caught up on some news.” He continued on with his itinerary, I snorted, the image of him reading anything seemed silly to me.

“You read?” I asked, I finished up my skincare, and then tied my hair up into a messy bun. I threw on some pjs, then crawled into bed.

“What kind of question is that? Of course I read.” He seemed offended by my accusation, but I knew better. It was gonna take more than that to actually hurt his feelings, I turned over on my side getting comfortable.

“My bad, no need to get aggressive, so what’s your favorite book so far?” I wasn’t expecting him to have much to say about it, but he surprised me when he went on a bit of a tangent about some book he read that had to do with the exploration of Mars. We ended up talking about comic books, villians, and video games. We talked about literally anything that came to our minds that night, the next thing I knew, I was drifting off to sleep to the sound of Randy’s soothing voice.

#black!oc #randy orton fanfiction #la knight fanfic #—tokio

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