#THEY ARE SILENT AND THE CHEMISTRY IS OOZING OUT OF THE SCREEN

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Whoever they cast as Michael has to have an ungodly amount of chemistry with Hannah because how will they top Fran and John

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Maeve and Otis S3 Spoilers

Don’t read if you haven’t finished Season 3 of Sex Education......

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The MOTIS kisses were EVERYTHING I wanted for them and more. Thank you, writers for not disappointing us on that end. Asa and Emma’s chemistry with each other is phenomenal. I felt the angst oozing out from my television screen. Like, DAMN.

Okay, so hear me out on this: I have a feeling Emma Mackey will not return for Season 4 because she has not been in any of the show’s interviews or promos and did not show for the premiere. Her instagram account has yet to post anything Sex Education related as of late, she’s been silent. Also, one of her latest interviews suggest that she is moving on from the show to pursue film-making. I don’t think she will come back unless the show decided to do a time-jump. Emma literally said she doesn’t want to play a 17-year old anymore.

I’m actually happy Maeve decided to pursue study-aboard, I think it’s an appropriate character development for her to finally venture out and build on her talents/smarts. As much as I would’ve liked seeing Otis/Maeve FINALLY become a couple, it’s not their time yet. Do I think the writers’ ultimate plan is for them to be end-game? Absolutely. But it’s a slow game they’re playing and they love the angst. Unfortunately, if Emma Mackey doesn’t come back in S4, I wouldn’t be watching the show anymore. Let’s hope the writers give Emma a good script to work with that is enticing enough for her to want to sign on for another season...

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what about college au + yamaguchi

College AU + Yamaguchi

"If you keep staring like that, you're gonna get slapped with a restraining order."

Yamaguchi gasped, shooting a panicked glare over to Kenma as his finger came up to his lips in a silent plea to 'please god shut the fuck up.'

"Will you shush? They're gonna hear you," Yamaguchi whispered as he buried his reddened face into his hands.

"Tadashi, you've been ogling the TA for nearly three months now. Do you plan on making a move? Or are you just gonna pine hopelessly until the semester ends?" Kenma barely spared a glance toward Yamaguchi, finding the contents of his phone far more interesting than his olive haired friend floundering at the mere mention of their utterly adorable teaching assistant.

"I will! Soon. Probably. Maybe." Yamaguchi's eyes landed on you once more, watching as you leaned over to help another student with their current assignment. He looked like a lovelorn puppy as he fawned over you from across the room, hand coming up to rest on his cheek as he sighed. Kenma snorted.

"Preferably before we die." Yams turned to throw an equally snippy comment back his way, but squeaked when he saw you coming over to them with a smile.

"Kenmathey'recomingoverhereohgodwhatdoIdo-"

"Hey guys! How're you doin'? Were you guys able to grasp the material okay?" Yamaguchi was 90 percent sure his soul ascended from his body, but he managed to utter out a weak nod nonetheless. When you walked over to his side and leaned down to take a look at his laptop, that 10 percent of uncertainty jumped ship, leaving only the husk of Tadashi Yamaguchi in its wake.

"Wow Yamaguchi, I'm impressed! This stuff isn't easy, but you picked it up pretty quickly!" He bloomed at the praise; a deep blush spread across his cheeks as he mustered a sheepish grin.

"T-thank you, L/n!"

His heart (and his mind) stuttered at the way you grinned at him, the pride beaming off of you like sunshine. He subconsciously shrunk in his seat as any words he tried to muster died before they reached his tongue - all he could do was stare as you worked your magic on his laptop, tidying up and making sure the code was dry as possible. He was stunned, nervous, utterly enamored - nauseous? No, lovesick - and it wasn't until he realized he was no longer watching you that he noticed you had made your way over to Kenma's laptop.

"Woah, hey, nice use of Context. You're ahead of the game, Ken."

"Thanks, Y/n." Kenma shot Yamaguchi a look - one that anybody who didn't know Kenma would assume was apathetic at best - but Yams took note of the smugness that oozed off him and, quite frankly, he didn't appreciate it at all.

As soon as you were out of ear shot, Yamaguchi spun toward Kenma with narrowed eyes. "Two can play at that game, you know. What's the name of your chemistry TA again? Kuroo?" Kenma's face fell into a scowl and he straightened in his seat, turning his attention back to his laptop with pink ears. Yamaguchi snickered before turning his attention back to his own laptop, giving his code a once over before deeming it acceptable to submit. Once he reached the bottom of the component, he froze, eyes wide as he met your gaze. You threw him a small wave and a shy smile, and Yamaguchi felt a whirlwind of confidence as he nudged Kenma with a grin and pointed to his screen.

'//If only I had overheard you three months ago :) call me @ xxx-xxx-xxxx’

Okay, maybe making a move would be easier than he thought.

a/n - yams deserves more love!! love this bundle of chaotic nerves, he's such a little gremlin I love him so much<3 Also you just know kenma and yamaguchi would bond if they ended up taking the same major together. I tried my best to use what very limited coding knowledge I've retained from the course I had taken last year but tbh I have no idea if it's coherent lmaooo, oh well - not the end of the world. Hope you guys enjoy!!

Requests are Open!

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Save Her // Peter Parker🕷

*This is based off a Tiktok I saw a long time ago and wrote a little something for it. I was scrolling through Tom Holland’s tag and saw that @lightholland​ was looking for someone to make it or have it. It was just sitting in my drafts collecting dust. So without further a do : )

I will add the link to the Tiktok...

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“What do you mean she’s been kidnapped?!” Cap says in the small conference room to Tony. 

“Shh!” Tony puts his finger in front of his lips to silence Cap. “The kid doesn’t know yet. If he finds out I’m afraid he’ll put himself in danger before we can get a proper plan.” Tony explains more. His words get quieter as more people pile into the room. Tony felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His eyes were bloodshot from not getting any sleep the entire night. It was suppose to be a simple mission. She’s done it time and time before. HYDRA found an opportunity to trick everyone. All of them have been through protocol in the case that something like this does happen. He just felt ill not knowing what they could possibly be trying to get out of her. 

The room was quiet as everyone was confused  as to why they were being brought in so early in the morning. Peter was swaying side to side in his chair with his eyes glued to his phone. He was texting her repeatedly wondering where she was. He hasn’t spoke to her since the night before. He had an important Chemistry assignment to complete that occupied him for hours. The last text he had from her was a simple “I love you spider bug” That was one of her many nicknames she had for him. 

“Okay so-“ Tony begins to speak to the group and everyone turns their heads away from the distractions. Peter cuts him off. “Wait Y/n isn’t here yet.” Peter says softly as he looks at Tony. It was easy to see how Tony was fighting his thoughts on how to break the news. He sighs as his shoulders drop. Cap looks at Peter then back at Tony. Peter had been sensing something all day but he wasn’t sure what it was. He knew he felt off. “What? Is someone not telling me something?” Peter tries to keep his cool from all the silence. The group looks around in confusion. 

“Mr. Stark.” Friday comes in through the A.I. system. Her voice sounded a little concerned. “I think you will want to see this.” Tony had a feeling he knew it was about her. He was expecting some kind of news soon and much rather than later. “Pull it up.” He disregards Peter’s questions and turns his attention to the glass screen. The room goes deadly silent as a image of Y/n pops up. Peter stands straight up out of his chair as his heart jumps into his throat. The video begins to play and she was crying in pain. The right side of her face had taken some serious impact. A serious busted lip was causing blood to ooze down her chin and her tears were mixing in with the dirty blood. A scene that none of the avengers wanted to see on their teammate. Especially their sweetheart. 

A blood curling scream pierced through everyone’s ears from her torture. There was no face to the voice but it was easy to tell it was a man that was speaking. “Where is the stone?” His voice was dark, brisk, and cold like a windy winter night. It cut through Peter as if he was made of paper. 

“I don’t have it.” She says breathlessly. “Please I didn’t take anything!” The camera zooms out and there was a knife sinking deep into her flesh. He twists it ever so slightly making her scream out in horrific pain. “PETER!” She cries out for her boyfriend. The only thing that was keeping her from crossing over to a dark place. 

Peter turns his body and Cap knew what he was about to do. Cap leaps after him holding him in his arms before he makes a B-line out the door. “Let me go!” Peter struggles around trying to fight his way out of his masculine grip. The video continues in the background as they offer up a deal to get her back. “I have to get to her. I have to find her!” His legs kick around as a way to create space between the two. The team all rise from their chairs to keep him cornered in. 

“Calm down! Listen Parker!” Cap tries to stop the squirming so that Tony could propose his plan. “You can’t do this alone!” 

“No! She needs me!” A soft whimper pulls from his mouth as he slowly stops his fighting. Cap knew that Parker and him could be an even fight if he wanted. He also knew that Peter was in no state of mind to fight him off like that. He knew deep down that he couldn’t get her back alone. 

“We’re going to get her back kid. But I need you to calm down. We have to be smart about this. We can’t lose you in the process. You have to stay focused with us. You know everyone in this room is hurting. We have to do this strategically. It has to be done together..” Tony says. Peter’s eyes were watering at this point. The frustration and pain he felt seeing his girl like that took a toll on him. Peter swore to himself he’d never let anything happen to you. Not like this. His heart was shattered and his gut was empty. All he can hear is his name being called from your horrific state. He couldn’t get to you and help you. It was his own torture that surely would leave scars for him. 

“Please. We have to get her back.” Peter fumbles to his knees and Cap does his best to cushion his fall but it was no use. The video goes on a little longer. A few more screams are heard and it shuts off. 

“I was able to trace the video back sir. It looks like it was sent from a server in a remote location in Canada.” Friday speaks. 

“Everyone get suited up. We will debrief on the air carrier.” Cap says and everyone quickly goes to their stations to get suited up. It was an intense feeling in the air. Everyone of them had a one track mind. That was to rescue their teammate. No matter the risk they were getting her back alive. Peter couldn’t bare another second of this. He had his suit on in a matter of seconds and was pacing in the air carrier first. 

Once they were all inside they viewed each layout of the blueprints Friday sent them for the set location. They managed to track her phone in a closed off portion of the abandoned building. All of their thoughts were said to find the best way to get her out swiftly and safely. Each plan was ran over a couple of times to outsmart Hydra and their evil intentions. 

“Peter it’s your job to get in that bunker and get her out. You need to understand that she’s going to be really out of it and the scene could stun you. You can’t hesitate. Get her out of there.” Tony says sternly to him. There was no else best fit to get her out. Everyone knew that. Peter just had to realize that any hesitation or delays can cause the plan to backfire tremendously. 

“I will.” Peter says. He would walk through fire at this point just to save you and hold you in his arms again. 

The air carrier lands a little ways away from the secluded location. They were all careful to keep things in stealth mode so none of the sensors would be detected. The plan is set in motion and one by one each member is deployed. Each of them tackle the obstacles set in the way. They wanted it to be in and out so no extreme force would have to happen. Tranquilizers were used to put Hydra agents to rest out of harms way. We’re they mad about the kidnapping? They were beyond furious. It didn’t matter. Once they had her safe then it was time to discuss wars. 

Peter sweeps his way through the rusty old building. He blends in with each surrounding and is careful not to tip his whereabouts. Once he finds the bunker door he uses his A.I. system Karen to break in. The door opens with an unusually loud creek. He swiftly creeps inside checking for other agents. There he sees her passed out laying on the floor almost lifeless. Holding her arms and legs together is some raged black rope that left her horrible laceration burns from her fighting it. She’s only been held captive for 12 hours and they managed to hurt her this terribly? Peter felt the anger boil up inside of him. 

“Y/n!” Peter whispers to see if she would respond. She doesn’t move and his heart drops. There was blood all around her. Her suit was ripped in places where the knife had been. Peter picks her up slowly and that’s when she stirs. Immediately she tries to fight her way out considering she had no idea who it was. 

“Let me go! Please.” She whines. Her voice was so hoarse. 

“Shh. Y/n it’s me. It’s Peter. I’m here baby.” He moves some of her hair out of her face to get her to look at him. The head of his suit comes down so she could actually see it was who he said it was. He uses his tech to cut the rope around her arms and legs, freeing her instantly. 

“Peter.” She cries in relief and clings to him tightly. He takes her body and places her legs around his waist. His arms tightly wrap around so she’s hugging him. He was not about to let her out of his grip. Not until they were out of harms way. Even then he may never. Her head nuzzles into his neck and he wanted to sigh in relief from the feeling. When she was being clingy that was her thing to do. “You smell good.” She weakly whispers. It was so innocent that it made Peter’s stomach release butterflies. He knew how strong she really was and that she’d have this shaken off in no time. He still was not letting her out of his sights for awhile. Peter gently placed his chin on her head to cling to her more. He easily moves his way through the abandoned building without being spotted. Once he reaches the air carrier everyone else was starting to regroup. 

“We got her. Is everyone counted for?” Cap says as he looks around. A small count of people was taken and the doors to the carrier are sealed shut. Peter just falls to the floor with her in his arms. 

“We’re going to get you some help here soon baby.” He starts to rub her back. She remained in the same position but never lost her grip around his neck. 

“Has she said anything?” Tony asks as he bends down to rub her head softly. 

“She didn’t know it was me at first. I say she has a concussion. She’s a little out of it. She said I smell good.” Peter lightly smiles and so does everyone around. It was their y/n being herself even in the state she’s in. 

“You really do. Did your side chick buy you some new cologne?” She jokes and the mood in the carrier lightens tremendously. Everyone laughs including Peter. Y/n kept her eyes shut and her head rested in between Peter’s neck and shoulder. A smile still formed on her face from her comment. 

“You did goofy.” Peter replies and places a sweet kiss on the top of her head. 

“Just making sure it’s really you.” The tip of her nose brushes up against his neck giving him goosebumps. “Sorry I got a little blood on your suit.” She adds. 

“I think it will be okay. As soon as we get to the compound we’ll get you stitched up. I promise. Just keep talking to me. I’m so glad you’re okay.” Peter’s chest vibrates to each word he says. It was hard for her to keep her eyes open with being in the arms of her saving grace. She knew she was safe now. 

“I could go for a nice shower. I’m sure I don’t smell as nice as you do.” Her words were turning into low mumbles now. “I’m really tired Pete.” She takes in a deep breath to try and relax the searing pain that was pulsing in her arm and leg. 

“I know. Just stay with me a little longer.” He scoots over to a wall so he could lean his back against it and stretch his legs out. He resumes rubbing her back once he gets situated. “Where is our next date going to be?” Peter asks to keep her awake. 

It was silent for a good minute. “The beach.” She replies. 

“Why the beach? You hate sand.” Peter states. 

“The sound of the waves, plus the view. It would be so romantic. And I wanna surf.” Her words were a little dragged out. 

“We should make it a team vacation.” Tony adds to the conversation. 

“None of you all better wear a Speedo.” She hesitates and then whispers to Peter. “Except maybe you can Pete.” The group laughs again. Big smiles on their faces knowing they had this sweetheart back. 

Her head slowly raises up this time to look at Peter once more. Her weak arm manages to go up and she placed the palm of her hand against his cheek. His eyes softly look into her and he tilts his face into her palm. 

“Thank you for saving me.” She whispers and leans her forehead against his. 

“I will always save you.” He replies just as soft as her whisper. 

They lean into each other and like magnets their lips connect ever so softly. Y/n felt the warmth she had lost from all the torture she endeavored. Peter could finally breathe a little better knowing she was in his arms. This kiss allowed him to be grounded from all the fear he had trapped in his mind. 

“Get a room!” Tony says in disgust. The two teenagers just smile into the kiss. 

Y/n was eventually back the Avengers compound safe. There she was taken care of from all the wounds she had. And just like everyone assumed Peter didn’t leave her side the entire time. 

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Away From Home - Chapter 2/?

Sam & Caitriona spend several weeks away from each other, while filming separate projects. A glimpse into what goes on behind closed doors, a dirty text, a flirty picture. A naughty FaceTime call. 

Chapter 1 

“Angle the camera up more, Caitriona.” Sam said quietly through the phone.

I moved the camera up, showing him a peek down my top. “Fair’s fair, Sam. You’re in the bathroom, now strip down.”

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It’d only been two days since our FaceTime call and I was already burning for more. I thought the older you got the less you craved sex, but it was quite the opposite with me and Sam. Since day one, our sexual chemistry had been undeniable. Lingering looks at read throughs, a brush of the hand in the make-up trailer.

We’d fucked twice in the beginning of filming, a drunk night together and once when he came over late to my flat. But after the second time we swore to behave, mostly because we wanted the sexual tension to build between Jamie and Claire for their first time.

‘The Wedding’ episode might have been Jamie and Claire’s first time, but the first scene we filmed was actually from ‘The Reckoning’. I’ll never forget the first time I felt Sam’s hard cock pressed against me. He told me he tied the modesty pouch extremely tight to prevent any slips, but it wasn’t helping matters.

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“Can we take a break?” Sam asked Richard, our director for the episode. He was laying underneath me, it was our second take of the scene.

“Yeah sure, actually, everyone let’s take a twenty minutes break!”

“Do you mind?” Sam laughed and I rolled off him, pulling the shift back up around my body. Sam sat up, his hand immediately covering his cock, and my eyes drifted between his legs. I knew I had felt something.

I watched as Sam struggled to hold the kilt around his waist as he hobbled off set. I had a sneaking suspicion of where he was going and what he was going to do, so I followed him.

It was wrong, I shouldn’t be following him to his - our - trailer, but curiosity got the better of me. He had apparently ran to get inside, he was no where to be seen. I looked around, but the crew was still on set, and no one was around.

“Get a grip, Bafle.” I said to myself as I took a deep breath and opened the door to the trailer.

Sam was sitting on the couch, his fist over his cock, eyes closed, as he stroked his length. “Oh God.” He was moaning and I should have turned around. “Cait.” I gasped when he said my name and his eyes flew open, but his hand never stopped.

“I’m sorry, I —“

“Come here.” His eyes were dark, not their normal light shade of blue. “I need ye.”

Silently, I closed the space between us and he reached both his hands up for me to take, and I did. But instead of straddling his lap and taking him inside of me, I dropped to my knees.

“Jesus, Caitriona.” His legs were trembling from the ache of not finishing, I let go of one of his hands and held his cock, pumping it slowly. He arched his back agains the couch, biting his lip.

“I thought you could use some help,” I darted my tongue across the tip of his cock, which was oozing pre-cum. At the smallest touch from my mouth, Sam wound his fingers through my hair, holding me steady.

“I canna last long, Cait. Not with you doing th — Christ!” He bucked his hips.

I slid my tongue further down his shaft and took him in my mouth, Sam was large, and it took everything in me not to gag. But based on his reaction, the tightening of his hand in my hair, I  was doing it right.

I placed my hand on his thigh and rubbed my hand up and down, while I pulled him out of my mouth. He whimpered, but I quickly moved my thumb across his head, swiping my tongue across it. Sam bucked his hips one more time as I took him in my mouth, and soon he was spilling himself.

“I didn’t mean to.” He wiped his come from the corner of my mouth.

“It’s alright. I wanted to.” I stood from my position and reached for his hand. “Better get back to set, Heughan.”

“You’re killing me, Balfe.”

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My phone vibrated as I laid down on the bed. Sam had texted me earlier before he got on his flight to Miami, promising he would get wifi.

Sam: I got wifi babe x

Caitriona: Are you in the bathroom?

Sam: Not yet

Caitriona: Well hurry up, I’m horny

His face popped up on my screen, and I answered to see his face smiling back at me. “Hi love, I can’t be in here too long or else the attendants will get suspicious.”

“Well then you better get busy, Heughan.” I laughed, this was easily one of the most ridiculous things we’d ever done.

“I want to see you first, Cait. Angle the camera up more, Caitriona.” Sam said quietly through the phone.

I moved the camera up, showing him a peek down my top. “Fair’s fair, Sam. You’re in the bathroom, now strip down.”

“Aye, I will. Only if you take off that wee top.” He raised his eyebrow, fair’s fair, I guess.

I laid the phone on the bed and pulled off my shirt, no bra of course. “There, happy now?” I smirked as I held the camera out in front of me to show him my breasts.

“Mmm, very happy.” Sam fumbled with his phone, then set it on the counter in the small plane bathroom.

I watched greedily, as he unbuttoned his blue shirt, not bothering to take it off. He moved his hands down to his jeans and I made a “bow chicka bow wow” sound which made him blush furiously.

“Stop teasing me, Cait. Or I’ll stop, I swear it!” He pointed his finger at the camera but I was too focused on the huge bulge in his boxers.

“Touch yourself, Sam.” I whispered.

“Aye, I’ll be quick about it. I wish I could take my time with you.” Sam groaned as he pulled his too tight boxers over his thighs, and his cock sprang free.

“Fuck me,” I moaned, my own hand slipping down over my slit. I’d rid myself of all undergarments the minute Sam had texted me saying he was getting on the plane in hopes that something like this would happen.

“I wish I could, babe.” He pressed his lips tightly together, his head leaned back agains the wall of the bathroom with a thud.

A minute later a knock came from his end, “Sir, are you alright in there?”

I covered my mouth with my hand to hold back my laughter. Oh my God… someone was trying to get in.

“Uh yes, yes. Just a bad cup of coffee this morning.” He grimaced, and I didn’t want him to lose the mood so I moved my phone over my breasts and flicked the nipples with my fingers.

“Jesus,” he whispered, and that was all it took for him to come. I joined him soon after, the thought of riding him in that small airplane bathroom for whatever reason thoroughly turned me on.

Sam washed his hands, pulled his pants back up and buttoned his shirt in quick succession. “I need to go, love. I promise, next time we see each other… I won’t waste a second before I get you in bed.”

“I love you, Sam. Have fun in Miami.” I rolled over in the bed, wishing he was lying next to me.

“I love you, Caitriona. I’ll send you lots of videos on Instagram!” He laughed and hung up the phone when another knock came from the bathroom door.

Oh God, I would give anything to see the face of the person on the other side of that door. If only they knew…